Thursday, December 25, 2008

She Screams Lyrics By Tricky

Live at the Phoenix in Toronto 1-6-97 All vocals by Tricky
I am a tricky
Think about guns
[I'm two and i'm next]
I sat upon a [furnace]
Boys like girls
Girls like toys
I sat around and [go]
Tell me if i'm lyin' (up/on/uh) x3
Tell me if i'm x2
I love a tricky
Think what a girl is
And between the mens
I sat upon a [pearl is]
Boys like girls
Girls like toys
'N I sat around and [go]
Tell me if i'm lyin' [on]
I sat around and [go] x3
Tell me if i'm lyin' on
Leave you hanging on the telephone
Why you want to dial him?
I need you
I love you like a brother
We were separated at birth
You were brought up by another
Seperation
Makes me weak
I step upon your tongues
You wanna shoot me when i speak
And turn the other cheek
And shout above my cheekbone
And now my (families/family is)
[Get dialing tones]
She screams
Stop you're scarin me
But i ask
How much you think it cost to bury me
Stop your howlin'
I'm not from shaolin
Stop your howlin'
I'm not from shaolin
I'm english
Let me finish
I'm english
She Screams X3
She screams
Stop you're scarin' me
When i ask
How much you think it cost to bury me
Stop your howlin'
Stop your howlin'
I'm not from Shaolin
I'm not from Shaolin
Stop your howlin'
I'm not from Shaolin
Stop your howlin'
Stop your howlin'
She screams X3
When I ask how much you think it cost to bury me
She screams X3
How much you think it cost to bury me
Stop your howlin X3
I'm not from...
Stop your howlin'
Stop your
There's something i thought you don't understand
Take my hand
I give
So don't be negative
You don't feel the
Cos you (fill/feel) yourself
You're stuck up in your own head
I (leave/live) that til i'm dead
What do i think
I think instinct
(Is inbred/Isn't bred)
They treat me like an animal
They breed me like an animal x2
I eat my manimals x3
So i'm a fucking cannibal
We die cos they sell guns x3
She screams x3
Stop you're scaring me
When i ask
How much you been cost to bury me
Stop your howlin
I'm not from shaolin
And stop your howlin x3
I give
So don't be negative
I give
So don't be negative
I give
So don't be negative
It's not [my boot] you don't understand x3
Take my hand
I give
Don't be
Neg-
-Ative
You don't feel the
Cos you fill yourself x3
I eat that til I'm dead x2
What do i think?
I think instinct
Is it bred
Is inbred
What do i think
I think instinct
Is inbred
The breed me like an animal x3
Is inbred
What do i think
I think instinct
Inbred
Inbred
They treat me like an animal
They breed me like an animal x2
Inbred
They breed me like a
We die cos they...sell guns
My microphone weighs tons
Go and change
Change the music X3
[note:these last four lines seem to be instructions to the band]

Monday, December 22, 2008

Money Greedy Lyrics By Tricky

Trample on my
Trample on my soul
Kill me with a quickness
Trample on my soul
Kill me with a quickness
Trample on my soul
Money greedy
Money greedy
I trust you over all
The way you brake my heart
The way you trample on my soul
Kill me with a quickness
Kill me with a quickness
Money greedy
I trust you over all
Money greedy
I trust you over all
You trample on my soul
You trample on my soul
You trample on my soul
Tricola-ola
Donde este bien je t'aime
I be dead when I'm strong
Tricola-ola
Donde este bien je t'aime je tombe
I be dead when I'm strong
I love I fall
It's a crime how I crawl
Oh my lover
... Allright
You can love her
You can love me the same time
I grin and bear it
I grin and bear it
You can't compare it
Marathons of comparisons
The "T" to the "R" to the "icky"
You can't get close
Brag the I boast
What have I got to boast about
Ghetto traps didn't trap me, I got out
Security social
Standing in government lines
Standing in government lines
Standing in government lines
I take what's mines
I take what's mines
We know
Money greedy
I love you over all
Money greedy
You trample on my soul
You trample on my soul
You trample on my soul
Kill me with a quickness
I guess it's strictly business
You kill me with a quickness
I guess it's strictly business
Remember we used to sit in the brits
Never won any awards
That's not what we used to look towards
Money greedy
Tricola-ola
Donde este bien je t'aime je tombe
Comparison
Trample on my soul
Marathon
Comparison
Can't get close
Brag when I boast
What have I got to boast about
Ghetto traps didn't trap me I got out
Standing in government lines
I take what's mines
Money greedy
I trust you over all
Money greedy
Didn't trap me I got out
Ghetto traps didn't trap me I got out
Standing in government lines
I take what's mines
Tricola-bola
Tricola-ola
I love you over all
You trample on my soul
I trust you over all
I trust you over all
Never come back
The ???
Yeah we know I ???
I can see through you
I can't need the ???tions
... stations
'Cause I ....
??? vibrations x4
Kill me
???
Where's my ???
Now my ???

Friday, December 19, 2008

Psychosis Lyrics By Tricky

( Repeated throughout: He's falling, slowly falling, Jesus Christ )
Tricky :
When will it ever end?
See it in the face again
Space trace the alien
And he shall be called Adrian
So it seems I'm the devil's son
Outta breath and on the run
Jesus christ don't wanna be me
First you burn then try to see me
When will it ever end?
See it in the face again
Space space trace the alien
Space trace the alien X2
And he shall be called Adrian
So it seems I'm the devil's son
Outta breath and on the run
Jesus christ don't wanna be me
First you burn then try to see me
First you burn X2
You need to breath and there's a sequal
When I rock there is no equal
And you need to breath and there's a sequal
When I rock there is no equal
When I slide divided it becomes
(Repeated throughout : He's falling, slowly falling, Jesus Christ )
Grim Reaper :
Yes, could this be? another episode from the terror trilogy
The world economy
He's falling, slowly falling
When those streets are paved with gold and silver,
Ahahaha, when will this mad-ness ever end ?
He's falling, slowly falling, Jesus Christ X2
There is no more rain left in the forest,
Everything is petrified, terrified, horrified..
You've been denied!
The right to your third eye. now it's shut-t-t-t-t
No more to be opened, ahahaha
What's going on
Sometimes the Rhyme has no meaning: unless you give it meaning
He's falling, slowly falling, Jesus Christ
( Tricky : I can't .... no meaning, I see the ... Yeah )
Yeah the feeling, It's appealing but it's real it's real is it real?
Or is it Memorex?
Jesus Christ
Yeah
No
He's falling, slowly falling, Jesus Christ X2
Tricky:
We're in the devils company X5
Oh Yeah
When will it ever end?
See it in the face again
Space trace the alien
And he shall be called Adrian
So it seems I'm the devil's son
Outta breath and on the run
He's falling, slowly falling, Jesus Christ X2
Tonite is a special nite
Tricky : ( sampled over and over : ) "Let's just record..."
RZA:
Aarrgh! Throw your hands in the Air
Tonite is a Special Nite!
Throw your hands in the Air
Tonite is a Special Nite!
Throw your hands in the Air
Tonite is a Special Nite!
Check me out
Throw your hands up high in the Air!
Tonite is a special Nite!
Gatekeeper
Gatekeeper :
There are reasons and fouls to fax and those who get caught in the act
Get the axe, yet, my style is known to catapult like a jet, like a F-15
Yo! my gleem is bright and hard when it strikes
Niggaz get caught in the dead of the nightmare! Ah! you're scared, duck
away
Don't get too close or you might just get roast, roast! ha!
I come with the pharaoh, the sparrow, the crow
Just like an arrow to the bone, oh
I piss through your toe, your knee and your cap
Wouh! Decapitate and scatter it, Wouh! Batter it theives and villians,
those who aren' t killin,
that's, there's the willing
Lord, thats the way they choose when you are bound to lose
RZA:
Throw your hands in the air.
Yes
Tonite is a special nite.
Throw your hands in the air.
Tonite is a special nite.
Yes
I said : Throw your hands in the air.
Tonite is a special nite.
Woh
Throw your hands in the air.
Tonite is a special nite.
Grimreaper :
Well it's the grimreaper, yes I heap fools ,
I keep a low and meager profile and show my style
RZA :
Loose and smile broke up is wild
Slow escapade, they wanna get paid after the show
So, away we go to the MO-tel
Oh-swell
The part is so swell, up and speedin'
And the girls that a been scheming: gonna get the cream and
When I say I'm coming in the house,aahhhaa I am cumming in the House
I'm out..
Throw your hands in the air.
Tonite is a special nite.
Throw your hands up in the air.
Tonite is a special nite X4
Tricky : ( sampled over and over : ) "Let's just record..."
Tricky :
This is a recording
Is it is it real? I dont know how I feel
Do you know how you feel ? are you Yourself?
Or are you someone else? cause I am me, a-haha
I am me Yeah yeah
You don't have to pretend: I don't need no friends
I don't need , backers!_
It's a rack-up, it's it's do you believe,
Or do you deceive? Ah-ah
That's recording
That's recording
Ahhhhhhh Yeah
Is it the real one? the funky real one?
Is it the real one? the funky real one? Ahhh
Is it the funky real one ? the real funky real one? Ahhh
Are you the real one, the real funky real one? Ahhh-eh
Are you are you are you the real one, the real funky real one?

Monday, December 15, 2008

Ghost Town Lyrics By Tricky

( Live Tricky & Terry Hall )
Tricky : This town is coming like a ghost town..
Terry : All the clubs have been closed down..
Tricky : This place is coming like a ghost town..
Terry : Bands won't play no more..
Tricky : Too much fighting on the dance floor.
Terry : Do you remember the good old days before the ghost town..
Tricky : We danced and sang and the music played in natty boom town.
Terry : Do you remember the good old days before the ghost town?
Tricky : This town is coming like a ghost town.
Terry : This town is coming like a ghost town.
Tricky : Why must the youth fight against itself?
Terry : This place is coming like a ghost town.
Tricky : Government leaving the youth on the shelf.
Terry : Can't go on no more...
Tricky : People getting angry. (x3 last two lines)
Terry :
Can't go on no more (x2)
This town is coming like a ghost town.

Sunday, December 7, 2008

Smoking Beagles Lyrics By Tricky

Roaming bastards
Forever half-wits
Carrying equation
It's like I'm asian
You heard fantastic
We cross atlantic
We found the name-ula
I'm the kid with the formula
Watching me do
It's even voodoo
I'll make your back break
And your knees bend
Sucking me frantic
Sucking me frantic
Well I'm like a smoking beagle
Got a rhyme
Do the time
Which isn't legal
I'm the aliens X3
Carrying equation
It's like I'm asian
I'm fucking Ronald Reagan
It's cause I'm paid-en
You heard fantastic
We cross Atlantic
We found the name-ula
I'm the kid with the formula
I'm the aliens
'Cos I'm bigger than you X2
Call me like King Kong
I'm the aliens

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

Moody Broody Buddhist Camp Lyrics By Tricky

NK : Nine nine nine nine
Tricky :
One two one two (repeated)
Keep keep your head up
NK :
I don't wanna die
The doors up and smokin' (??)
So you must be jokin'
(????) On the chosen
I know we're not real
You're real good (??)
Tricky : We're freaky and we're fed up
NK :
For real for real
And you know the deal
Tricky : What is hot? what is not?
NK :
I don't wanna die
I don't wanna die
We ain't invisible
Religion visible (??)
And the jokes on you
The jokes on you
Tricky :
Party to the look
Drugs in my community
NK : I don't wanna die
Tricky : Now i'm the livin' prostitute
NK : I don't wanna die
Tricky :
Four i'm...
Good salute to vamps
For me one two one one one one
Keep keep you head up
We're freaky and we're fed up
Pretending you're a wierd one
What is hot? what is not?
Under god's sun
You can do the press up
And you can put your chest up
I prefer to travel
If i leave wit' you
They'll drag me through the gravel
It's to the sleigh
Look you're it...
Jello then (??)
Everybody's mad
Everybody to the lunacy
It's too easy to find
Drugs in my community
One for the money
Two now i'm the...
Now i'm the livin' prostitute
Three for forgettin' how i feel
Four now i'm no longer real
We'll leave the suckers and the vamps
Come join my moody buddist camp
And if you think i'm the fake up
Well wait around until i take off
Take off my makeup
My makeup
It's the moody buddist camp
It's the moody broody
It's the moody broody buddist camp
Keep keep your head up
NK :
Look what i can do
Look what i can do
Look what i can do
Look what i can do
Feed me through the ring
Feed me through the ring
Look what i can do
I feel the spirit in me now
Ain't nobody gonna split us apart
One day is come
Feed me through the ring
Look what we've become
What have we became?
Feed me through the ring
Look what I can do X3

Sunday, November 30, 2008

Blue Lines Lyrics By Tricky

( Massive attack )
(marshall, vowles, del naja, thaws, brown, bennett, carlton, geurin,
sample, scott)
Tricky
You can be with the one you love or love the one you're with
Spliff in the ashtray-we're strong but far too little
Her touch tickles, especially when she's gentle
But i don't hear words cos i saw the instrumental
Keep the girl at a distance, moves are very hazy
No sunshine in my life the way i deal is shady
3D
Skip hip data to get the anti-matter
Blue lines are the reason why the temple had to shatter
To the sound of silence surrounded by the mass
Her face is on the paper not the strangers that i pass
The ones that looking back to see if they are looking back at me
Daddy G
Are you predator or do you fear me
3D
You wanna do a medicinal
The place i really wanna go
The one I love but never gets near me
Tricky
It's a beautiful day, well it seems as such
Beautiful thoughts means i dream too much
Even if i told you, you still would not know me
Tricky never does, adrian also gets lonely
How we live in this existence, just be
English upbringing, background carribean
3D
Sharing a soliliquy
We cut the vocal drop the flexibility
Walk a temper 'cause i'm rated comatose
No sunshine in my life cos the way i deal is hazy
Life from day to dazey cos i'm on my toes
Mickey i'm a 3dsey sign away glazey
Tricky
It's a looking glass she's looking through
She hated me, but then she loved me too
I'd lie not try so I lost faith
They turn to her to keep the faith
She told me take an occupation or you lose your mind
And on a nine to five lemon, looking for the lime
3D
Box clever, watch your sister come together
Crazy weather at the end of my tether
Daddy G
Massive in the area, murderer
Attack are in the area, murderer
3D
Some go softly softly when i have a tat
Ratchet in the right hand
They got the one to stab it at
Take a walk billy, don't be a hero
Efforts are minimal they're almost at zero
Excommunicated from the brotherhood of man
To wander lonely as a puzzled anagram
Carve me blue, green ?brumma? and zinc
Take it to extremities with purple and pink
I feel the colours fill my room beneath the patter of the rain
I can't stand the drops they're dripping down my windowpane
They wash away my shadow and don't even leave a spark upon my soul
They leave the rainbows in the dark
Tricky
Blues get big, massive are even larger
Save no space into the tricky tardis
Withdraw what i saw from down in darris hall
People laying their claim
In stormy weather it's rain
3D
But you're living on a see-saw
Tricky
I try to see more
3D
Somebody died, did he, no body
Walking on sunshine, but still we're treading water
The son of many reasons searching for the daughter
Seeking knowledge, not acknowledging the jetset
Sample babies soft sounds in my budakon headset
The solar system watches in wisdom
The children dance as the moonlight kissed them
Tricky
Massive attack not black up here or where i be
Two hours traveling so i wrote this on my feet
Always living fast, people getting jumpy
Where on ?gruggy? falls i do the walter crumpy
Microphones held close, crouching far apart
Take my piece of mind and sign my name across your heart