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

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Peyote Sings Lyrics By Tricky

Peyote sings
'Excuse me, what you looking at ?
Aren't you that ?
Yes I am, why ?
I've seen you on television
Yeah I do that stuff, helps me sell my vision
So you're a prostitute ?
I guess so would you rather I shoot ?
What you looking at ?
Aren't you that ?
Yes I am, why ?
I've seen you on television
Peyote sings
Are you rich are you wealth ?
Why you do this ?
I can't do nothing else
To be truthful to you
I don't like your voice
That's ok, neither do I
The only difference between me and you
Is that I get by
'Excuse me, what you looking at ?
Peyote sings
Do you think you're a good father to your daughter ?
Yeah, and when I'm not
I burn in fire and drown in water
'Excuse me, what you looking at ?
What you looking at ?
Peyote sings
When's your new album ?
I heard the last one's falling
I don't know, I don't listen to the charts
I listen to the calling
'Excuse me, what you looking at ?
'Excuse me, what you looking at ?
What It feel like being famous ?
Feels like a muppet in a puppet show
So why'd you do it ?
It's like I said this is all I know
'Scuse me, what you looking at ?
Peyote sings
'Scuse me can I ask you a question ?
Why'd you ask so many questions ?
I don't know I guess I need a life
Yeah Mister Chen says I need a wife
I need a crutch, no not to touch
To lean on
'Scuse me why'd you ask so many questions ?
Can I ask you a question ?
Why'd you ask so many questions ?
I don't know I guess I need a life
Yeah Mister Chen says I need a wife
I need a crutch, no not to touch
To lean on to be strong
'Scuse me, what you looking at ?
Peyote sings
'Scuse me, what you looking at ?
Peyote sings
Aren't you that ?
Yes I am, why ?
I've seen you on television
Yeah I do that stuff, helps me sell my vision
Do you prostitute ?
I guess so would you rather I shoot ?
Can I ask you a question ?
Why'd you ask so many questions ?
I don't know I guess I need a life
Yeah Mister Chen says I need a wife
A crutch, not to lean
A crutch, not touch, to lean on
What you looking at ?
'Scuse me, what you looking at ?
Peyote sings
What does fame feel like ?
It feels like a muppet in a puppet show
So why'd you do it ?
It's like I said, this is all I know

Saturday, November 22, 2008

Piano Lyrics By Tricky

To the noose, to the neck, to the boost, to the check
To the micic, to the psychic, to the circuit
To the games pays to blame
To the freedom, make it rain, make it sane
Make it dance, not a chance, see her run
See her come, take her kindly
She is dark eyed, no soul, no soul
She is lifeline to the heartbeat
Can't feel the heartbeat
To the flowers, to the bunches,
To the lunches, to the punches
To the noose, to the neck, to the boost, to the check
To the micic, to the psychic, to the circuit
To the games pays to blame
To the freedom, make it rain, make it sane
Make it dance, not a chance, see her run
See her come, take her kindly
She is dark eyed, no soul, no soul
She is lifeline to the heartbeat
Can't feel the heartbeat
To the flowers, to the bunches,
To the lunches, to the punches
To the good, to the clean
And i'll be you're ugly
To the occasion, to the lie
Kiss beneath, bridge of size
Not some moaning, until they homing
And they spoil it all
To the noose, to the neck, to the boost, to the check
To the micic, to the psychic, to the circuit
To the games pays to blame
To the freedom, make it rain, make it sane
Make it dance, not a chance, see her run
See her come, take her kindly
She is dark eyed, no soul, no soul
She is lifeline to the heartbeat
Can't feel the heartbeat
To the flowers, to the bunches,
To the lunches, to the punches
To the good, to the clean
And i'll be you're ugly
To the occasion, to the lie
Kiss beneath, bridge of size
Not some moaning, until they homing
And they spoil it all
Not some moaning, until they homing
Not some moaning, until they homing
To the good, to the clean
And i'll be you're ugly
To the occasion, to the lie
Kiss beneath, bridge of size
Not some moaning, until they homing
Not some moaning, until they homing
To the noose, to the neck, to the boost, to the check
To the micic, to the psychic, to the circuit
To the games pays to blame
To the freedom, make it rain, make it sane
Make it dance, not a chance, see her run
See her come, take her kindly
She is dark eyed, no soul, no soul
She is lifeline to the heartbeat
Can't feel the heartbeat
To the flowers, to the bunches,
To the lunches, to the punches

Thursday, November 20, 2008

Talk To Me (angels With Dirty Faces) Lyrics By Tricky

Someone talk to me now
Energy won't move me
Oceans won't sooth me
Cry me a bayou
Slime, sleaze pass through
You love it when I'm leaving
Angels with dirty faces disappear without traces
Them bones
Love it when I'm leaving
You love it when I'm leaving
(repeat)

Sunday, November 16, 2008

Demise Lyrics By Tricky

So you like to desmise with your pen
I was the same
I was the same back when
Then and now, I wanna change
But don't know how
Do's and don'ts - don'ts I don't like
She's not Tina and I'm not like Ike
But what was Ike like
Is Ike what you write
I don't know, I don't know
I don't know, I don't know
We'll disarm ya, ask Julian Palmer
Only joking, too much smoking
But it's ok, it's ok
We've been through too much yesterday
Tell you what we're gonna do
They'll protect me from me, I'll protect from you
By any means by any means
By any means by any means
Please won't you try
Stop me talking like a tough guy
Subject matter's love
Subject matter's love
What would I need another enemy
I know I love you
I can feel you in my energy
I'm too scared to be a gun totting
Gangster wanna-be
I've got too much love, too much love
Met you on mondalay
Inside of me
Or next week
If I'm tina I guess I'm weak
Big take
Making my head ache
Big take
Making my head ache
It's not your fault
You don't understand
Take our hand
We give
So don't be negative
You don't feel the
'Cause you feel yourself
Stuck up in your own head
Leave that 'till I'm dead
What do I think
I think instinct.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Chaos Lyrics By Tricky

(Tricky and A. Smith -> Aka Ambersunshower ) ...
Ambersunshower :
She's been waiting for that special someone
Anguished by the tears left behind them
Fortifying all that lying
Putrid taste left in her mouth
Chorus :
(Ambersunshower sings while Tricky raps)
Ambersunshower :
Follow me, follow me
Down
Follow me, follow me
Down
Tricky :
Yeah, c'mon
Let's do the maniac
Maniac, bumping like a brainiac
Brainiac, I don't remember [?]
Land me down, touch me down at heathrow
Reach down, the first time I ever feel
Bouncers [face?] on 57th st
Calm down, I feel a cool breeze and
Not particular
I think I found a reason
[For I saw?] what I saw
Ambersunshower :
She's been waiting for that special someone
But then look what she's got left
Fortifying all that lyingputrid taste left in her mouth
Chorus :
(Ambersunshower sings while Tricky raps)
Ambersunshower :
Follow me, follow me
Down
Follow me, follow me
Down
Tricky :
Yeah, c'mon
Let's do the maniac
Maniac, bumping like a brainiac
Brainiac, I don't remember [?]
Land me down, touch me down at heathrow
Reach down, the first time I ever feel
Bouncers [face?] on 57th st
Calm down, I feel a cool breeze and
Not particular
I think I found a reason
[For I saw?] what I saw
A: contamination cramps the surface
blood runs cooler than you flow
she is hiding smiles behind whispers and tears
chaos reaches higher ground
Ambersunshower :
Chaos, chaos, chaos
Ambersunshower :
Follow me, follow me
Down
Follow me, follow me
Down
Thanks to Irene for the lyrics of this song

Sunday, November 9, 2008

Brainiac Lyrics By Tricky

[From the Show 1/25/97 at El Rey in Los Angeles, California]
[Starts out with part of another song, vocals by Martina]
She's a circle til I stop it
[They'll disown you] til I (rock it/rocket)
You stared [at men again]
Are you [a man] again
Don't wait on me
I'll tell you when
Don't wait on me
I'll tell you when
[Vocals by Tricky]
Here we go again x4
Here we go again, Tricky's gonna flow again
Chicken pluckers, Whos fakin' pop in others
Here we go again x4
Come on, let's do the maniac
Maniac, [Bumpin'] like a brainiac
Brainiac, I tell him I'm a [beef coat]
Ran around
Come on
Come on, let's do the maniac
Maniac, [Bumpin'] like a brainiac
Brainiac, I tell him I'm a [beef though]
Ran around, took me on heathrow
Big Jew, It's the first time i have a clue
Now since the day [i saw through seven teeth]
Come on
Feed it quick, Breezin'
Come on
Feel it cool breezin'
Come on, let's do the maniac
Maniac, [Bumpin'] like a brainiac
Brainiac, I tell him I'm a [beef though]
Ran around, took me on heathrow
Bijou, It's the first time i have a clue
Down since the day [weren't you seven too?]
Come on, Feel it cool breezin'
Come on, let's do the maniac
Maniac, [Bumpin'] like a brainiac
Brainiac, I tell him I'm a [beef though]
Ran around, Saw Dramas
Ran around
Dramas
Ran around x4
Cos
Come on, let's do the maniac
Maniac, [Bumpin'] like a brainiac
Brainiac, I tell him I'm a [beef though]
Ran around, takes me down a heathrow
Bijou, was the first time i have a clue
Sit around and smoke until seven to
My Mind, feel it breezin'
Come on, feel it cool breezin'
Yes i saw what i saw
Yes i saw what i
Yes i saw what i...saw
It's a...[bumpin'] like a brainiac
Brainiac
Come on, let's do the maniac
Maniac, [Bumpin'] like a brainiac
Brainiac, I tell him I'm a [beef though]
I don't want no beef though
Ran around x2
[Touch the pack and ???]
Bijou
Was the first time i ever flew
[Smoked to seven th-thoo ???]
Come on x2
Feel it cool Breezin'
Come on x2
Feel it cool Breezin'
Come on Do the maniac
Bumpin' like a...
Walkin' like a Brainiac
Come on
Do the Maniac
Walkin' like a brainiac
Come on x2
Do the maniac
Maniac go in like a brainiac
Brainiac, I don't want to be told
Brainiac, I don't want a beef though
Come on x8
[etc.]
I don't want a beef though x3
I don't want no beef though
[etc.]

Thursday, November 6, 2008

Together Now Lyrics By Tricky

Into the morning
Got me through the night
I've seen the light
I see the light
I live of what I need
I've got greed
I've been a sinner for as long as I know
So help me understand
The little that I know
Shadow dancing with my spirit
Got to face your demon on your own
Take my body and put it through the dust
I've been buried in the crust
Together now
So help me understand
The little that I know
Together now, together now
It's us now, It's us now
And there's them, and there's them
And should we start again
Together now, together now
It's us now, it's us now...
The descendants of Christ
And it's you
Will you help me I'm confused
What you gonna do
With the little that I know
With the little that I got
We're together now, we're together
It's us now
And there's them, and there's them
And should we start again
Together now, together now
It's us now, it's us now...

Monday, November 3, 2008

Brand New You're Retro Lyrics By Tricky

Tricky :
We know, yes we know
I set my ego on fantastic.
Still, you're fuckin' with my plastic
Take a second and medicate it
Dedicated, medicated,
They bend and break me
Overrate me
I take a small piece and make it breathe
It takes a second to wreck
Takes a second for a hit sucka niggas won't believe
They stress me, test me, vex me
So what, you got a gun?
That shit don't impress me
Yes yes you always walk with the crew
Y'all back the fuck up 'cause you're not alone
(And) you don't think i'm a brother, then check my chromosome
Brand new, you're retro
I already passed you on a one-two
I've been cued to this already
Bullet to the head.
Bullet to the head, do you think I's joking?
What the fuck are you doin'?
You wanna represent my attention?
You need more than a mike and a mention.
Through the scars you see bars
Through the bars you see scars results of my rage.
Brand new, you're retro. (x3)
Martina :
Scared to skip and step in case you trip and fall
Thunder picks you up, slaps you on the wall
That's maniacal, I cuff through my manocle
Mechanical and super-natty
Love is not talk, I walk on by
Exotic spices
If your mouth can't tame the meaning
Carefull of the faces you're seeing
A dread of the past and fear of the future
That's maniacle, I cuff through my manocle
Mechanical and super-natty
Tricky :
Brand new, you're retro X3
Brand new, you're retro X3
Bullet to the head, do you think I's joking?
What the fuck are you doin'?
You wanna represent my attention?
You need more than a mike and a mention.
Through the scars you see bars
Through the bars you see scars results of my rage.
Brand new, you're retro. (x3)
Brand new, you're retro. (x3)
Brand new, you're retro. (x3)
Brand new, you're retro. (x3)

Saturday, November 1, 2008

Analyze Me Lyrics By Tricky

Starts off in the hips
Move to my lips
For all those who want to analyze me
Start it off in the hips
Move to my lips
For all those who want to analyze me
For all those who want to analyze me
My mother committed suicide when I was four or five
I love Mike-O was killed by a psycho
But I'm not sad or sorry cause we be tomorrow
Will it be on hot sand or on hot land
Maybe a concrete corner - December
Red zones in my head phones
The Devil's tools - inside us fools
Love shall leave me alone
Will it be on hot sand or on hot land
Maybe a concrete corner - December
Red zones in my head phones
The Devil's tools - inside us fools
Love shall leave me alone