you can read but you can´t grab it
you can´t hold it control it you can´t
bag it
you can push but you can´t direct it
circulate regulate oh no you cannot connect it
you know you´re chewing bubble gum
you know what that is but you still want some
you just can´t get enough of that lovie dovie
stuff
you get confused but you know it
yeah you hurt for it work for it love
you don´t always show it
let´s go, let´s go...discotheque
go go...let go...discotheque
looking for the one
but you know you´re somewhere else instead
you want to be the song
the song that you hear in your head
love
it´s not a trick...you can´t learn it
it´s the way you don´t pay that´s
okay ´cause
you can´t earn it
you know you´re chewing bubble gum
you know what that is but you still want
some
´cause you just can´t get enough of
that lovie
dovie stuff
let´s go let´s go...discotheque
go go... let go...discotheque
looking for the one
but you know you´re somewhere else instead
I want to be the song that you hear in your
head
love
but you take what you can get
´cause it´s all that you can find
oh you know there´s something more
but tonight, tonight, tonight
boom cha
boom cha
discotheque
- Chommar Ipiet Ira Hani Apop -
Do You Feel Loved
take these hands they´re good for nothing
you know these hands have never worked a
day
take these boots they´re going nowhere
you know these boots they don´t want to
stray
you got my head filled with songs
you got my shoelaces undone
take my shirt go on take it off me
you can tear it up
if you can tie me down...
do you feel loved? do you feel loved?
take the colours of my imagination
take the scent hanging in the air
take this tangle of a conversation
and turn it into your own prayer
with my fingers as you want them
with my nails under your hide
with my teeth at your back
and my tongue to tell you the sweetest lies
do you feel loved? do you feel loved?
and it looks like the sun but it feels like the
rain
love´s bully pushing and shoving
in the belly of a woman
heavy rhythm taking over
to stick together
man and women
stick together
do you feel loved? do you feel loved?
and it looks like the sun
but it feels like the rain
and there´s heat in the sun to see us
through the rain
MOFO
lookin´for to save my save my soul
lookin´ in the places where no flowers grow
lookin´ for to fill that God shaped hole
mother mother suckin´ rock and roll
holy dunc, spacejunk comin´ in for the splash
white dopes on punk staring into the flash
lookin´ for baby Jesus under the trash
mother mother suckin´ rock and roll
mother rock and roll
mother am I still you son, you know I´ve
waited for so long to hear you say so
mother you left and made me someone
now I´m still a child but no one tells me
no
lookin´ for a sound that´s gonna drown
out
the world
lookin´ for the father of my two little girls
got the swing got the sway got my straw in
lemonade
still looking for the face I had before the world
was made
mother mother suckin´ rock and roll
bubble poppin´ sugar droppin´ rock and
roll
woo me sister
move me brother
soothe me mother
rule me father
show me mother
I God Will Send His Angels
nobody else here baby no one else here to blame
no one to point the finger... it´s just you
and
me and the rain
nobody made you do it, no one put worde in your
mouth
nobody here taking orders when love took a
train heading south
it´s the blind leading the blond
it´s the stuff the stuff of country songs
hey if God will send his angels
and if God will send a sign
and if God will send his angels
would everything be alright?
God has got his phone off the hook babe
would he even pick up if he could?
it´s been a while since we saw that child
hangin´ ´round this neighbourhood
see his mother dealing in a doorway see
Father Christmas with a begging bowl
Jesus sister´s eyes are blister...The High
Street never looked so low
it´s the blind leading the blond
it´s the cops collecting for the cons
so where is the hope and where is the
faith...and the love?
what´s that you say to me
does love...light up your christmas tree?
the next minute you´re blowing a fuse
and the cartoon network turns into the news
hey if God will send his angels
and if God will send a sign
well if God will send his angels
where do we go
Jesus never let me down you know Jesus
used to show me the score
then they put Jesus in show buisness now
it´s hard to get in the door
it´s the stuff it´s the stuff of country
songs
but I guess it was something to go on
hey if God will send his angels
I sure could use them here right now
well if God will send his angels
where do we go...
- Chommar Ipiet Ira Hani Apop -
Staring at The Sun
summer streching in the grass...summer
dresses pass
in the shade of a willoe tree creeps a
crawling over me
over me and over you stuck together with
God´s glue
it´s going to get stickier too...
it´s been a long hot summer
let´s get undercover
don´t try too hard to think...don´t
think at all
I´m not the only one starin´at the sun
afraid of what you´d find if you took a look
inside
not just deaf and dumb I´m staring at the
sun
not the only one who´s happy to go blind
there´s an insect in your ear if you scratch
it
won´t disappear
it´s gotta itch and burn and sling
do you want to see what´s the scratching brings
waves that leave me out of reach
breaking on your back like a beach
will we ever live in peace?
´cause those that can´t do often have
to
those that can´t do often have to preach
to the ones staring at the sun
afraid of what you´ll find if you took a look
inside
not just deaf and dumb...staring at the sun
I´m not the only one who´d rather go
blind
intransigence is all around...military still in town
armour plated suits and ties...daddy just
won´t say goodbye
referee won´t blow the whistle God is good
but will he listen
I´m nearly great
but there´s something I´m missing I
left in the
duty free
though you never really belonged to me
you´re not the only one starin´ at the
sun
afraid of what you´d find if you stepped back
inside
I´m not sucking my thumb I´m staring
at the sun
not the only one who´s happy to go blind
- Chommar Ipiet Ira Hani Apop -
Last Night On Earth
she feels the ground is giving way
but she thinks we´re better off that way
the more you take the less you feel
the less you know the more you believe
the more you have the more it takes today
you got to give it away
you got to give it away
you got to give it away
she knows just what it´s worth
she´s living like it´s the last night
on earth
she´s not waiting on a saviour to come
she´s at the bus-stop with the news of the
world
and the sun sun here it comes
she´s not waiting for anyone
you got to give it away
you got to give it away
you got to give it away
ahe knows just what it´s worth
she´s living like it´s the last night
on earth
slipping away... slip slide...
the world turns and we get dizzy...
slipping away
the clock tells her that time is slipping...
minute hands and seconds sticking...
there´s something going on she might be missing
the world turns and we get dizzy
is it spinnng for you the way it´s spinning
for me
and she´s living living next week now...
you know she´s going to pay it back
somehow
the future is so predicitable
the past is too uncomfortable
you got to give it away
you got to give it away
you got to give it away
she already knows it hurts
she´s living like it´s the last night
on earth
last night on earth ...last night on earth
- Chommar Ipiet Ira Hani Apop -
you get to feel so guilty got so much for so
little
then you find that feeling just won´t go away
you´re holding on to every little thing so
tightly
till there´s nothing left for you anyway
goodbye you can keep this suit of lights
I´ll be up with the sun
andnotcomingdown... Imnotcomingdown...
Imnotcomingdown
you wanted to get somewhere so badly
you had to lose yourself along the way
you changea name but that´s okay...it´s
necessary
and what you leave behind you don´t miss anyway
goodbye you can keep this suit of lights
I´ll be up with the sun
andnotcomingdown... Imnotcomingdown...
Imnotcomingdown
And I´m already gone
felt that way all along
closer to you every day
didn´t want it that much anyway
you´re taking steps that make you feel dizzy
then you get to like the way it feels
you hurt yourself you hurt your lover
then you discover...
what you thought was freedom was just greed
goodbye...no emotional goodnight
we´ll be up with the sun
are you still holding on
I´m not coming down
I´m not coming down
- Chommar Ipiet Ira Hani Apop -
Miami
weather ´round here choppin´ and changin´
surgery in the air
print shirts and southern accents
cigars and big hairs
we got the wheels and petrol is cheap
only went there for a week
got the sun got the sand
got the batteries in the handycam
her eyes all swimming pool blue
dumb bells on a diving board
baby´s always attractedto the things she´s
afraid of
big girl with the sweet tooth
watches the skinny girl in the photo shoot
freshman squeaky clean
she tastes of chlorine
Miami my mammy
love the movies...love to walk those movie sets
get to shoot someone in the foot
get to smoke some cigarettes
no big deal we know the score
just back from the video store
got the car and the car chase
what´s he got inside the case
I want a close up of that face
here comes the car chase
Miami my mammy
Miami
I bought two new suits...miami
pink and blue...miami
I ttok a picture of you...miami
getting hot in a photo booth...miami
I said you looked like a madonna
you said...maybe...said I want to have your
baby....baby
we could make something beautiful
something that wouldn´t be a problem
at least not in...miami
some places are like your auntie
but there´s no place like
Miamy my mammy
- Chommar Ipiet Ira Hani Apop -
The Playboy Mansion
if coke is a mistery
and Michael Jackson...history
if beauty is truth
and surgery the fountain of youth
what am I to do
have I got the gifts to get me through
the gates of that mansion
If oj is more than a drink
and a bic mac bigger than you think
if perfume is an obsession
and talk shows...confession
what have we got to lose
another push and maybe we´ll be through
the gates of that playboy mansion
I never bought a lotto ticket
I never parked in anyone´s space
the banks they´re like cathedrals
I guess casinos took their place
love´come on down
don´t wake hershe´ll come around
chance is a kind of religion
where you´re damned for plain hard luck
I never did see that movie
never did read that book
love come on down
let my numbers come around
don´t know if I can hold on
don´t know if I´m that strong
don´t know if I can wait that long
till the colours come flashing
and the lights go on
then will there be no time of sorrow
then will there be no time of shame
and though I can´t say why
I know I.ve got to believe
we´ll go driving in that pool
it´s who you know that gets you through
the gates of the playboy mansion
then will there be no time of sorrow
then will there be no time for pain
then will there be no time for sorrow
then will there be no time for shame
- Chommar Ipiet Ira Hani Apop -
If You Wear That Velvet Dress
tonight the moon is playing tricks again
feeling sea sick again
and the whole world coulf just dissolve...into
a glass of water
I´ve been good ´cause I know you don´t
want me to
do you really want me to be blue as you...
it´s her daylight that gets me through
we´ve been here before...last time you
scratched at my door
the moon was naked and cold I was like a
two yoear old
who just wanted more
if you wear that velvet dress
if you wear that velvet dress
tonight the moon has drawn its curtains
it´s a private show no one else going to
know
I´m wanting
sunlight sunlight fills my room
it´s sharp and it´s clear
but nothing at all like the moon...
it´s okay... the struggle for things not to
say
I never listened to you anyway
and I got my own hands to pray
but if you wear that velvet dress
but if you wear that velvet dress
tonight the moon is a mirrowball
light flickers from across the hall who´ll
catch the star when it falls...
if you wear that velvet dress
- Chommar Ipiet Ira Hani Apop -
Please
so you never knew love until you crossed the
line of grace
and you never felt wanted til you had
someone slap your face
so you never felt alive until you almost
wasted away
you had to win
you couldn´t just pass
the smartest ass
at the top of the class
your flying colours
your family tree
and all your lessons in history
please...please...please get up off your
knnes...please...please...
leave me out of this... please
and you never knew how low you´d stoop to
make that call
and you never knew wg´hat was on the
ground til they made you crawl
and you never knew that the heaven you
keep you stole
your catholic blues
your convent shoes
your stick on tattoos
now they´re making the news
your holy war
your nothern star
your serman on the mount
from the boot of your car
please...please...please get up off your
knees...please...please...
leave me out of this
please
so love is hard and love is tough
but love is not what you´re thinking of
sepember...streets capsizing...
spilling over, down the drain...
shards of glas splinters like rain but you
could only feel your own pain...
october...talking getting
nowhere...november...december
...remember...
are we just starting again...?
so love is big bigger than us
but love is not what you´re thinking of
it´s what lovers deal it´s what lovers
steal
you know I´ve found it hard to receive
´cause you my love I could never believe
- Chommar Ipiet Ira Hani Apop -
Wake Up Dead Man
Jesus, Jesus help me
I´m alone in this world
and a fucked up world it is too
tell me, tell me the story
the one about eternity
and the way it´s all gonna be
wake up wake up dead man
wake up wake up dead man
Jesus, I´m waiting here boss
I know you´re looking out for us
but maybe your hands are free
your father, he made the world in seven
he´s in charge og heaven
will you put a word in for me
wake up wake up dead man
wake up wake up dead man
listen to your words they´ll tell you what
to do
listen over the rhthym that´s confusing you
listen to the read in the saxophone
listen over the hum of the radio
listen over sounds of blades in rotation
listen through the traffic and circulation
listen as hope and peace try to rhyme
listen over marching bands playing out their time
wake up wake up dead man
wake up wake up dead man
Jesus, were you just around the corner?
did you think to try and warn her?
or are you working on something new?
if there´s an order in all of this disorder
is it like a tape recorder?
can we rewind it just once more
wake up wake up dead man
wake up wake up dead man
- Chommar Ipiet Ira Hani Apop -