Итак, вчера прошел чат вместе с Полом Дрэпером и Энди Ратбоуном.
Сохраненный мной чат лежит здесь: http://ifolder.ru/8040727
Появился очень красивый ремикс на песню "Wide Open Space"
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7 сентября - ровно 10 лет со дня выпуска альбома "Six". Любой желающий, может зарегестрироваться на официальном сайте Пола Дрэпера (http://www.pauldraper.info), где в этот день на форуме он будет отвечать на все интересующие вас вопросы по поводу этого альбома.
Желательно, всем кто хочеть поучаствовать в этой конференции, пройти регистрацию как можно скорее, так как там надо ждать подтверждения администрации.
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I'm sick of all this scratching around
I'm calling Fred to come and give me a hand
He's the queen of all the shops where he shops
And he's the king of all the scene, to be seen
Skinima nosebreak
Penelope cheapskate
Claudia farmgate
We're taking egg shaped Fred for tea
We'll make them sit strategically
We'll test their egg-ability
We'll make them meet
He only wants to get in your kecks
So he can carry out his own little test
He only wants to get in your pants
Because he knows that you have played in a band
Skinima nosebreak
Penelope cheapskate
Claudia farmgate
Mavis she knows
Mavis she knows
She's got all these things around her
All things to no men
She see you in hell
I'll go shopping instead
He will send his centipede to sort ya'
He stretched it out to make it two foot taller
You're the stranger in here, with your stranger face
You know that everyone can see it's false
Something's rotten with you, you show no regret
Like we all know that you're supposed to do
I hope you've changed the way you think
I hope you've changed the clothes you wear
I hope that you regret these things you say
I hope in time that things will change
I think you know that anyway
You've been disgraceful
It's so regretful
You're disgusting
You know you've been disgraceful
It's so regretful
You've been disgusting
You're the outcast here, you're the native of a place
You've moved and been excluded too
You create a tension, when we were the same
There was a pressure that would force you to
You're so full of venom that you'll spit into you're own sweet face, oh
Disgusting
Disgusting
You were disgusting
You know you've been disgusting
You're so regretful
He'll be your taxloss lover from
Taxloss lover if the truth be told
Taxloss lover still lives in the War
Taxloss lover touching 74
Ah, come back to me
We want your money, taxloss
We think you are stupid
We give you money 'cos our assets are fluid yeah
We'll sell you down the river
Just remember that we said we'd deliver you
Sign on the line and we'll give you the money
And then you'll be mine and we'll fly somewhere sunny
And you'll quibble that our drivel seems unsatisfactory
You're a taxloss, come back to me
We want your money, taxloss
He'll be your taxloss lover and his name is Bert
Taxloss lover and he's always a flirt
Your taxloss lover into kinky sex
Your taxloss lover wears a cracking dress
Sign on the line and we'll give you the money
And then you'll be mine and we'll fly somewhere sunny
You'll quibble that our drivel seems unsatisfactory
We're a taxloss, come back to me
We want your money, taxloss
Sign on the line and we'll give you the money
And then you'll be mine and we'll fly somewhere sunny
And you'll quibble that our drivel seems unsatisfactory
A taxloss, come back to me
We want your money, taxloss
Taxloss, mod rock
Junk pop, chart hop
Mop top, swap shop
Who'd you nick your cliche off
If I start this small debate
The centre of the universe is up for sale
If my melody should fall
The tune is unimportant as I said before
Or should I say it was the words, I should
Standing in grey lantern light
Mavis looking sexy through her dress it shines
Hiding in the vestry she recites her lines, she says
I can't see you, I love you, I miss you
I can't see you, I love you, I do
If I feel God watching me
I control the actions of his destiny
All my sentiments ring true
You feel him in the mirror laughing back at you
If I could tell you how it seems, I would
If I start this small debate
The centre of the universe is gone for sale
So my melody should fall
The tune is unimportant as I said before
If I could tell you how it seems, I would
You're a child
You are weak
You are precious
You won't speak
And if I ever lived again
I wish I could be you
If I ever lived again
I wish I could be you
You, I wanna be you
I wanna be you
How can I
Expect you to believe
When I don't even
Believe in me
And if I ever lived again
I wish I could be you
If I ever lived again
I wish I could be you, yeah
You, I wanna be you
I wanna be you
To be twisted
To be naked
To be broken
To be free
Tell me stick or twist
Tell me which will it be
I tell you stick or twist
Tell me which do you see
Oh can't you see, oh oh yeah
Where do we go
Who do we trust
Who do we see, yeah now
Who wants to know
Who do we tell
What will we see, yeah
Oh where do we go now, yeah
Who do we see, oh yeah
It will sparkle
It is beauty
It is broken
It is free
She makes me bleed, oh yeah, she makes me cry
She makes me sneeze, oh yeah, she makes me sigh
So bring her on down, bring her on down from heaven
So bring her on down, bring her on down from heaven, oh yeah
My only number must be, must be
Bring her on down by the soles of her feet
Slapping her 'round and making her bleed
I vowed to my god I'd give it all up
If he would bring her on down from heaven
She makes me bleed, oh yeah, don't know her name
She makes me freeze, oh yeah, she's in my face
So bring her on down, bring her on down from heaven, oh yeah
Bring her on down, bring her on down from heaven
My only number must be, must be
So bring her on down, bring her on down from heaven
So bring her on down, bring her on down from heaven
My only number must be, must be
Bring her on down by the soles of her feet
Slapping her 'round and making her bleed
I vowed to my god I'd give it all up
Don't know her name, don't know what she's done
I'm in a wide open space, I'm standing
I'm all alone and staring into space
It's always quiet thru' my ceiling
The roof comes in and crashes in a daze
I'm in a wide open space, it's freezing
You'll never get to heaven with a smile on your face from me
I'm in a wide open space, I'm staring
There's something quite bizarre I cannot see
I'm on the top of a hill, I'm lonely
There's someone here to shout to miles away
I could be back in my house, for I care
They do not hear me, it's the same old case
