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Eurythmics
Eurythmics


Background information
Origin London, United Kingdom
Genre(s) Synthpop
New Wave
Pop Rock
Years active 1980—2005
Label(s) Arista Records
RCA Records
Associated acts The Catch
The Tourists
Website Website
Former members
Annie Lennox
Dave Stewart



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Eurythmics Album


Savage (1987)
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Take a girl like that
And put her in a natural setting
Like a cafe for example.
Along comes the boy
And he's looking for trouble
With a girl like that
With a girl like that.
Who knows what they'll decide to do.
Who knows what they'll get up to.
I'd love to know.
Wouldn't you?

I love to listen to Beethoven...

You think you know just what you want
But you have used that weapon against me.
Did I tell you I was lying by the way
When I said I wanted a new mink coat.
I was just thinking about
Something sleek
To wrap around my tender throat
I was dreaming like a Texan girl
A girl who thinks she's got the right to everything.
A girl who thinks she should have
Something extreme.

I love to listen to Beethoven...

. . .



The truth of life is the greatest gift
But I don’t think I can make it fit
And who would guess it would come to this
When I’ve tried everything

And I should know but I can’t explain
The endless noise sounding in my brain
Who would’ve thought that you could feel such pain
When you’ve tried everything

Yea you’re a loser now
Yea you’re a loser now

I should be cool
But I’m burning hot
I should be good
But I fell apart
Don’t look at me now don’t even start
Cause I’ve tried everything

Yea You’re a loser now
Yea You’re a loser now

. . .



Yea... oh yea... yea...
Do you want to break-up?

I've got a heavy heart
Got heart filled full of lead.
Pocket full of heartache
(Car crash in my head).
I've got a steady hand
Gonna lead me to my home.
Take me up to heaven
(Heaven's where I'm goin')...

Yea... oh yea... yea...
Do you want to break-up?

I've seen trouble
I looked right up to its face
Never tried to turn away.
And I've been sad
I've been overjoyed
So let me disembrace you now
My little trouble boy...

Yea... oh yea... yea...
Do you want to break-up?

You took me to the ocean
Dropped me like a stone.
Took me to the deep blue ocean.
I don't wanna stay there baby
I don't wanna swim alone

Yea... oh yea... yea...
Do you want to break-up?

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Take me to the desert
Where there's got to be
A whole heap of nothing
For you and me
Take me to the desert
Take me to the sand
Show me the colour of your right hand.

Love is a temple
Love is a shrine
Buy some love at the five and dime
A little bit of love
From the counter store
Get it on credit if you need some more.
I'll the figure of your disgrace
A criss cross pattern upon your face
A woman's just too tired to think
About the dirty old dishes in the kitchen sink.

I wish I was invisible
So I could climb through the telephone
When it hurts my ear
And it hurts my brain
And it makes me feel too much
Too much too much too much.
Don't cut me down
When I'm talking to you
'Cause I'm much too tall
To feel that small.

Love is a temple
Love is a shrine
Love is pure
And love is blind
Love is a religious sign
I'm gonna leave this love behind.
Love is hot and love is cold
I've been bought and I've been sold
Love is rock and love is roll
I just want someone to hold.

. . .



Now there's a lifestyle
With painted lips
Now there's a lifestyle
Everybody wants it
But it don't exist
And I said shame...

In the dancehalls and the cinema
Shame
On the TV and the media
Shame
We loved you

Now there's a lifestyle
With fashion chic
Now there's a lifestyle
Everybody in it wants
To be elite
And I said
'You with yer brand new shoes and
You with yer greasy hair and
You with yer mother's pride and poetry
Don't you want to feel the shame?"...

In the dancehalls
Can't you feel the shame?
And the TV
Can't you feel the shame?
We loved you...
Shame
In the dancehalls and the cinema
Shame
On the TV and the media
Shame
We loved you
At the Lido and the opera
Shame
At the races
And the theatre
Shame
We loved you.
And they said all we need is love
All we need is love
With the Beatles and the Rolling Stones.
Day after day
Day after day.

. . .



Words of power are killing me
While the sun displays its teeth.
All mockery is laughing
All violence is cheap.
She said...
"These are my guns
These are my furs
This is my living room."
"You can play with me there sometimes
If you catch me in the mood."
Savage
Savage
Savage
You savage...

She said...
"I have this unhappiness
To wear around my neck."
"It's a pretty piece of jewellery
To show what I protect."
She said...
"Everything is fiction
All cynic to the bone."
"So don't ask me to stay with you
Don't ask to see me home."
Savage
Savage
Savage
You savage...

. . .



I don't care if you won't
Talk to me
You know I'm not that kind of girl.
And I don't care if you won't
Walk with me
It don't give me such a thrill.
And I don't care about the way you look
You should know I'm not impressed
'Cause there's just one thing
That I'm looking for
And he don't wear a dress.

I need a man...
I need a man...

Baby baby baby
Don't you shave your legs
Don't you double comb your hair
Don't powder puff
Just leave it rough
I like your fingers bare.
When the night comes down
I can turn it round
I can take you anywhere.
I don't need love
Forget that stuff
You know that I don't care

I need a man...
I need a man...

I don't need a heartbreaker
Fifty-faced trouble maker
Two timing time taker
Dirty little money maker
Muscle bound cheap skate
Low down woman hater
Triple crossing double dater
Yella bellied alligator...

I don't care if you won't
Talk to me
You know I'm not that kind of girl.
And I don't care if you won't
Walk with me
It don't give me such a thrill.
And I don't care about the way you look
You should know I'm not impressed
'Cause there's just one thing
That I'm looking for
And he don't wear a dress.

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Take me to a dark room
And hug me to bits
I just wanna be kissed so badly
Right there
On my lips...

Put the blame on me
Put the blame on me

Why did you close your eyes
When I'm the one that's blind?
Why did you close your eyes?
That was too unkind...

Where are you tonight?
Are you sleeping on your own?
I need to know
Where you are tonight?
Are you sleeping on your very own?
Tell the one that's lying with you
To get right up and go back home.

Put the blame on me
Put the blame on me...

. . .



That's right...
That's right...

Heaven

I love to

Just what you need

Heaven

Takes a little time

. . .



She was a wide eyed girl
In a purple dress
She could have been good
She could have been the best
Shy little girl
When it came to the test
Wow oh...
She was a cut above the rest.
She was a wide eyed girl
With teased up hair
She could have had money
But she didn't care
She was looking for you daddy
...Never there
Looking for you daddy oh yea yea

Wide eyed girl

She was a wide eyed girl
Of a tender age.
Just moving out of her sensitive phase.
She said
"I love you baby it's for always
And I don't care what the teacher says."
When she walked out
Through the streets of Rome.
All of the Italians wanna take her home
All the brown little babies
With the slicked back hair
Sayin' "Prima amore... wow!"

"I'm sayin' something
Are ya listening to me?"
"Don't you walk away when I'm
Communicating with you!"
"She's goin' clickin' clackin'
Down the road in them high heeled shoes"!
"Mona Lisa!!!"

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I need you to pin me down
Just for one frosen moment.
I need someone to pin me down
So I can live in torment.
I need you to really feel
The twist of my back breaking
I need someone to listen
To the ecstacy I'm faking.
I need you you you

I need you to catch each breath
That issues from my lips
I need someone to crack my skull
I need someone to kiss.
So hold me now
And make pretend
That I won't ever fall
Oh hold me down
I'm gonna be your baby doll

I need you you you...
Is it you I really need?
I do I do I do
I really do
I need you...

. . .



Six o'clock in the morning
And I'm stepping through the streets
The pavement's cold and empty
Got the blues beneath my feet.
Big old sun is rising up
So elegant and thin
Another day is over
So a new day will begin
And the word said hey...
It's a brand new day

Oh baby baby baby
I dreamed about you
Please tell me tell me tell me
What I've seen could not be true
You have taken my existence
You have filled it full of stones
You have turned into a stranger
Now I need to walk alone

But I won't be sad
But I won't be destroyed...

And the word said
Hey... it's a brand new day.

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