I own none of these songs.
Opening: Savage Garden, Crash and Burn
When you feel all alone
And the world has turned its back on you
Give me a moment, please, to tame your wild, wild heart
I know you feel like the walls are closing in on you
It's hard to find relief and people can be so cold
When darkness is upon your door and
You feel like you can't take anymore
Let me be the one you call
If you jump, I'll break you fall
Lift you up and fly away with you into the night
If you need to fall apart
I can mend a broken heart
If you need to crash, then crash and burn
You're not alone
When you feel all alone
And a loyal friend is hard to find
You call it a one-way street
With the monsters in you head
When hopes and dreams are far away and
You feel like you can't face the day
Let me be the one you call
If you jump, I'll break you fall
Lift you up and fly away with you into the night
If you need to fall apart
I can mend a broken heart
If you need to crash, then crash and burn
You're not alone
Because there has always been heartache and pain
And When it's over, you'll breathe again
You'll breath again
When you feel all alone
And the world has turned its back on you
Give me a moment, please, to tame your wild, wild heart
Let me be the one you call
Let's have a black celebration
To celebrate the fact
I look to you
Your optimistic eyes
I want to take you
Black Celebration
To celebrate the fact
I look to you
Consolation
Take me in your arms
Black Celebration
Do you mean this horny creep
What do you expect of me
A vicious appetite
What am I supposed to do?
Whatever I've done
Is there something you need from me?
Whatever I've done
Look at yourself
Fools rush in, so here I am
I believe the sun should never set upon an argument
I believe in Karma: what you give is what you get returned
I believe you can't control or choose your sexuality
I believe the struggle for financial freedom is unfair
I believe in Karma: what you give is what you get returned
I believe forgiveness is the key to your unhappiness
I believe in Karma: what you give is what you get returned
There's a new game
We call it master and servant
It's a lot like life
Let's play master and servant
It's a lot like life
Domination's the name of the game
Let's play master and servant
Let's play master and servant
Innocent child, how you thought you knew me,
Toi qui marche dans le vent
L'important, c'est la rose
Toi qui cherche quelque argent
L'important, c'est la rose
Toi, petite que tes parents
L'important, c'est la rose
Toi pour qui, donnant donnant
L'important, c'est la rose
(piano)
(synthetic instrumental)
Here is a song from the wrong side of town
Here is a page from the emptiest stage
And I thank you for bringing me here
The heat and the sickliest sweet smelling sheets
And I thank you for bringing me here
Feels like home
God send the only true friend I call mine
And I thank you for bringing me here
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If you jump, I'll break you fall
Lift you up and fly away with you into the night
If you need to fall apart
I can mend a broken heart
If you need to crash, then crash and burn
You're not alone
Monologue and Soliloquy: Depeche Mode, Black Celebration
Black Celebration
Tonight
That we've seen the back
Of another black day
How you carry on
When all hope is gone
Can't you see
Seem like paradise
To someone like me
In my arms
Forgetting all I couldn't do today
Black Celebration
Tonight
That we've seen the back
Of another black day
And your strong belief
Me, I want relief
Tonight
I want so much
Want to feel your touch
Tonight
Forgetting all you couldn't do today
I'll drink to that
Black Celebration
Tonight
Blasphemy: Depeche Mode, Barrel of a Gun
Set upon weary feet
Who looks in need of sleep
That doesn't come
This twisted, tortured mess
This bed of sinfulness
Who's longing for some rest
And feeling numb
What is it you want?
Whatever you've planned for me
I'm not the one
Visits me each night
And won't be satisfied
Won't be denied
An unbearable pain
A beating in my brain
That leaves the mark of Cain
Right here inside
When everything that I've done
Is leading me to conclude
I'm not the one
I've been staring down the barrel of a gun
Are you having your fun?
I never agreed to be
Your Holy One
I've been staring down the barrel of a gun
Onanism: Frank Sinatra, Glad to be Unhappy
If you had a sense of humour
You would laugh to beat the band
Look at yourself
Do you still believe the rumour
That romance is simply grand
Since you took it right on the chin
You have lost that bright toothpaste grin
My mental state is all a jumble
I sit around and sadly mumble
Very glad to be unhappy
I can't win, but here I am
More than glad to be unhappy
Unrequited love's a bore
And I've got it pretty bad
But for someone you adore
It's a pleasure to be sad
Like a strained baby lamb
With no mammy and no pappy
I'm so unhappy
But oh, so glad
Ecstasy: Savage Garden, Affirmation
I believe we place our happiness in other people's hands
I believe that junk food tastes so good because it's bad for you
I believe your parents did the best job they knew how to do
I believe that beauty magazines promote low self esteem
I believe I'm loved when I'm completely by myself alone
I believe you can't appreciate real love until you've been burned
I believe the grass is no more greener on the other side
I believe you don't know what you've got until you say goodbye
I believe that trust is more important than monogamy
I believe your most attractive features are your heart and soul
I believe that family is worth more than money or gold
I believe the only ones who diagree are millionaires
I believe you can't appreciate real love until you've been burned
I believe the grass is no more greener on the other side
I believe you don't know what you've got until you say goodbye
I believe that wedded bliss negates the need to be undressed
I believe that God does not endorse TV evangelists
I believe in love surviving death into eternity
I believe you can't appreciate real love until you've been burned
I believe the grass is no more greener on the other side
I believe you don't know what you've got until you say goodbye
Malevolence and Sanguine: Depeche Mode, Master and Servant
We like to play you see
A game with added reality
You treat me like a dog
Get me down on my knees
We call it master and servant
This play between the sheets
With you on top and me underneath
Forget all about equality
Let's play master and servant
And that's what's appealing
If you despise that throwaway feeling
From disposable fun
Then this is the one
In bed or in life
They're both just the same
Except in one you're fulfilled
At the end of the day
Let's play master and servant
Come on, master and servant
Sanguine: London After Midnight, The Bondage Song
Understood my ways, my dark needs
The hunt is not the thrill I'm after
I want the kill, the conquest, to be your master
Wrap your arms around my pale skin
It's too late to back out - you're in
On your knees and praise your new lord
Deeper now
And here's your reward
Take me to bed and rip me apart . . .
Epilogue: Gilbert Bécaud, L'Important, C'est La Rose
Seule dans la trop-grande ville
Avec le cafard tranquille du passant
Toi qu'elle a laissé tomber
Pour courir vers d'autres lunes
Pour courir d'autres fortunes
L'important . . .
L'important, c'est la rose
L'important, c'est la rose, crois-moi
Pour te boucler la semaine
Dans la ville où tu promènes ton ballant
Cascadeur soleil couchant
Tu promènes devant les banques
Si tu n'es que saltimbanque
L'important . . .
L'important, c'est la rose
L'important, c'est la rose, crois-moi
Ont te laissé sur la terre
Petit oiseau sans lumière, sans printemps
Dans ta vests de drap blanc
Il fait froid comme en Bohème
T'as le coeur comme un carème
Et pourtant . . .
L'important, c'est la rose
L'important, c'est la rose, crois-moi
J'ai chanté ces quelques lignes
Comme pour te faire un signe en passant
Dise à ton tour maintenant
Que la vie n'a d'importance
Que par une fleur qui danse
Sur le vent . . .
L'important, c'est la rose
L'important, c'est la rose, crois-moi
Vehemence: Gackt, Regret
Prelude: Depeche Mode, Big Muff
Closing: Depeche Mode, Home
Where I'm bound to the ground by the loneliest sound
And it pounds from within and is pinning me down
A cage or the heaviest cross ever made
A gauge of the deadliest trap ever laid
For showing me home
For singing these tears
Finally I've found that I belong here
That cling to the backs of my knees and my feet
Well I'm drowning in time to a desperate beat
For showing me home
For singing these tears
Finally I've found that I belong
I should have known
From my first breath
Pretend that I'll make amends the next time
Befriend the glorious end of the line
For showing me home
For singing these tears
Finally I've found that I belong here
