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Lyrics:
Metroland
Tous Les Garçons Et Les Filles
(Françoise Hardy)
tous les garçons et les filles de mon âge
se promènent dans la rue deux par deux
tous les garçons et les filles de mon âge
savent bien ce que c'est d'être heureux
et les yeux dans les yeux et la main dans la main
ils s'en vont amoureux sans peur du lendemain
oui mais moi, je vais seule par les rues, l'âme en peine
oui mais moi, je vais seule, car personne ne m'aime
mes jours comme mes nuits
sont en tous points pareils
sans joies et pleins d'ennuis
personne ne murmure "je t'aime" à mon oreille
tous les garçons et les filles de mon âge
font ensemble des projets d'avenir
tous les garçons et les filles de mon âge
savent très bien ce qu'aimer veut dire
et les yeux dans les yeux et la main dans la main
ils s'en vont amoureux sans peur du lendemain
oui mais moi, je vais seule par les rues, l'âme en peine
oui mais moi, je vais seule, car personne ne m'aime
mes jours comme mes nuits
sont en tous points pareils
sans joies et pleins d'ennuis
oh! quand donc pour moi brillera le soleil?
comme les garçons et les filles de mon âge
connaîtrais-je bientôt ce qu'est l'amour?
comme les garçons et les filles de mon âge
je me demande quand viendra le jour
où les yeux dans ses yeux et la main dans sa main
j'aurai le coeur heureux sans peur du lendemain
le jour où je n'aurai plus du tout l'âme en peine
le jour où moi aussi j'aurai quelqu'un qui m'aime
Peaches (The Stranglers)
Strolling along minding my own business
Well, there goes a girl and a half
She's got me going up and down
She's got me going up and down
Walking on the beaches, looking at the peaches
Well I've got the notion girl that you've got some suntan lotion in that bottle
of yours
Spread it all over my pealing skin bady, that feels real good.
All this skirt,
Lapping up the sun,
Lap me up,
Why don't you come on and
Lap me up
Walking on the beaches, looking at the peaches
Well there goes another one just lying down on the sand dunes
I better go take a swim and see if I can cool down a little bit
Coz you and me woman, we got a lot of things on our minds (you know what I mean)
Walking on the beaches, looking at the peaches
Will you just take a look over there. Where ? There.
Is she trying to get out of that clitoris ?
Liberation for women, that's what I preace. (Preacher man)
Walking on the beaches, looking at the peaches
Oh shit, there goes the charabang
Looks like I'm going to be stuck here the whole summer
Well, what a bummer!
I can think of a lot worse places to be
like down on the streets
Or down in the sewer
Or even on the end of a skewer
Down on the beaches
Just looking at the peaches
Down on the beaches
Just looking at the bodies
Down on the beaches
Just looking at the sun glasses
Down on the beaches
Just looking at all the peaches
Down on the beaches
Just looking at all the peaches
Down on the beaches
Just looking at all the peaches
Down on the beaches
Um hum um hum um hum um humm
Um hum um hum um hum um humm
Um hum
Um hum
Um hum um hum um hum um humm
Sultans of Swing
You get a shiver in the dark
It's been raining in the park but meantime
South of the river you stop and you hold everything
A band is blowing Dixie double four time
You feel all right when you hear that music ring
You step inside but you don't see too many faces
Coming in out of the rain to hear the jazz go down
Too much competition too many other places
But not too many horns can make that sound
Way on downsouth way on downsouth London town
You check out Guitar George he knows all the chords
Mind he's strictly rhythm he doesn't want to make it cry or sing
And an old guitar is all he can afford
When he gets up under the lights to play his thing
And Harry doesn't mind if he doesn't make the scene
He's got a daytime job he's doing alright
He can play honky tonk just like anything
Saving it up for Friday night
With the Sultans with the Sultans of Swing
And a crowd of young boys they're fooling around in the corner
Drunk and dressed in their best brown baggies and their platform soles
They don't give a damn about any trumpet playing band
It ain't what they call rock and roll
And the Sultans played Creole
And then the man he steps right up to the microphone
And says at last just as the time bell rings
'Thank you goodnight now it's time to go home'
and he makes it fast with one more thing
'We are the Sultans of Swing'
Alison (Elvis Costello)
Oh it's so funny to be seeing you after so long, girl.
And with the way you look I understand
that you are not impressed.
But I heard you let that little friend of mine
take off your party dress.
I'm not going to get too sentimental
like those other sticky valentines,
'cause I don't know if you've been loving somebody.
I only know it isn't mine.
Alison, I know this world is killing you.
Oh, Alison, my aim is true.
Well I see you've got a husband now.
Did he leave your pretty fingers lying
in the wedding cake?
You used to hold him right in your hand.
I'll bet he took all he could take.
Sometimes I wish that I could stop you from talking
when I hear the silly things that you say.
I think somebody better put out the big light,
cause I can't stand to see you this way.
Alison, I know this world is killing you.
Oh, Alison, my aim is true.
My aim is true.
Metroland
Yearning, we were yearning
Green light blinding on the rail
Burning, we were burning
And the line unwinding to the Holy Grail
To the future gleaming on a blue horizon
And a golden girl on golden sand
Dreaming, fantasising
in another world for Metroland
I've danced in rain
And I've been Django
And I've got laid
I've been a rolling stone
I've been Verlaine
And I've been Rimbaud
Not afraid to walk alone
And now I take, my midnight ramble
Do I fold or play
What's in my hand
What's at stake and what's the gamble
Do I stay in Metroland
Dreams, yesterday's laughter
Ghosts and lovers come back to play
But dreams have the morning after
And run for cover
In the light of day
I got something real, worth holding on to
I can belong to, and understand
I've made my deal
I will go on to
Make my peace with Metroland
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