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02/20/1995 |
1. | Overcome (lyrics from "Karmacoma" by Massive Attack) |
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3. | Black Steel (cover of "Black Steel in the Hour of Chaos" by Public Enemy) |
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Martina:
You sure you want to be with me?
I've nothing to give.
Won't lie and say this loving's best
Whoa, leave us in emotional peace
Mmm, take a walk take a rest, a taste of this.
Don't wanna be on top of your list,
Monopoly improperly kissed
We overcome in sixty seconds the strength we had together.
But for now, emotional ties they stay severed.
And when there's trust there'll be treats
When we funk we'll hear beats.
Karmacoma X7
You and her, walking through the suburbs
No, not exactly lovers
You're a couple, 'specially when your bodies double.
Duplicate and then you wait
For the next Kuwait.
Lyrics
Karmacoma X6
Jamaican aroma, karmacoma
You sure you want to be with me? I've nothing to give.
Won't lie and say this loving's best
Whoa, leave us in emotional peace
Mmm, take a walk take a rest, a taste of this.
Don't wanna be on top of your list,
Monopoly improperly kissed
Overcome in sixty seconds the strength we had together.
But for now, emotional ties they stay severed.
And when there's trust there'll be treats
When we funk we'll hear beats.
Karmacoma X7
Karmacoma X7
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Martina:
The place where... X6
Tricky:
...Where I stand
Martina:
The place where I stand gives way to liquid lino
Underneath the weeping willow lies a weeping wino
The place where I stand gives way to liquid lino
Underneath the weeping willow lies a weeping wino
Tricky:
Uhh...
Martina:
The mighty crowd-
Martina and Tricky:
Search for their spaces
LyricsMartina:
And turn around time's gone-
Martina and Tricky:
Take ten paces.
Martina:
Been up ahead -
Martina and Tricky:
Can't make head or tail of it
Martina:
I drink till I'm drunk-
Martina and Tricky:
And I smoke till I'm senseless.
Martina:
You see in black and white
Martina and Tricky:
Feel in slow motion
Martina:
I drown myself in sorrow
Martina and Tricky:
Until I wake up tomorrow.
The illusion of confusion
Martina:
It's not from where I am sat
Tricky :
Recircle recycle resemble me
Martina :
Different levels of the devil's company
Tricky:
Yeah x3
Martina:
They lead us outside-
Martina and Tricky:
Take us out quietly
Martina:
To the cage through the bars-
Martina:
The place where I stand gives way to liquid lino
(gives way to)
Underneath the weeping willow lies a weeping whino
(underneath the...there lies a weeping)
The place where I stand gives way to liquid lino
(the place where...gives...liquid)
Underneath the weeping willow lies a weeping whino
(underneath the...there lies a weeping)
The mighty crowd search for their spaces
(the illusion of confusion...search for...)
And turn around time's gone, I take ten paces.
(turn around...gone, i take ten paces)
Been up ahead - can't make head or tail of it
(can't make head or tail of it)
I drink 'till I'm drunk, and I smoke till I'm senseless.
(I smoke, I smoke, I smoke)
You see in black and white, feel in slow motion,
(feel in slow slow motion, and drown drown myself in sorrow)
I drown myself in sorrow, until I wake up tomorrow
(till i wake up tomorrow, the illusion of, the illusion of)
I drown myself in sorrow, until I wake up tomorrow
(the illusion of, the illusion of)
I drown myself in, I drown myself in
(the illusion of...until I, until I wake up tomorrow)
The illusion of confusion is not from where I am sat
(it's not from where I'm...circle)
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Martina:
I got a letter from the government
The other day
Opened it and read it
It said they were suckers
They wanted me for their army or whatever
Picture me givin' a damn, I said never
Here is a land that never gave a damn
About a brother like myself
Because I never did
I wasn't wit' it, but just that very minute...
It occurred to me
The suckers had authority
Cold sweatin' as I dwell in my cell
How long has it been?
They got me sittin' in the state pen
I gotta get out, but that thought was thought before
I contemplated a plan on the cell floor
I'm not a fugitive on the run
But a brother like me begun, to be another one
Public enemy servin' time, they drew the line y'all
LyricsThey criticize me for some crime
I got a letter, I got a letter, I got a letter
Picture me given' a damn, I said never
Mmm...mmm...mmm
It occurred to me
The suckers had authority
Cold sweatin' as I dwell in my cell
How long has it been?
They got me sittin' in the state pen
I gotta get out, but that thought was thought before
I got a letter from the government
The other day
Opened it and read it
It said they were suckers
They wanted me for their army or whatever
Picture me givin' a damn, I said never
Here is a land that never gave a damn
About a brother like me and myself
Because I never did
I wasn't wit' it, but just that very minute...
It occurred to me
The suckers had authority
Cold sweatin' as I dwell in my cell
How long has it been?
They got me sittin' in the state pen
I gotta get out, but that thought was thought before
I contemplated a plan on the cell floor
I'm not a fugitive on the run
I'm not a fugitive on the run
Tricky :
Many switch in, switch on, switch off X5
Martina :
Nevertheless they could not understand
That I'm a black man, and I could never be a veteran.
On the strength of situations, I'm real.
I got a raw deal, so I'm lookin' for the steel
Looking for the steel.
I got a letter from the government
The other day
Opened and read it
It said they were suckers
They wanted me for their army or whatever
Picture me givin' a damn, I said never
Here is a land that never gave a damn
About a brother like me and myself
Because they never did
I wasn't wit' it, but just that very minute...
It occurred to me
The suckers had authority
Cold sweatin' as I dwell in my cell
How long has it been?
They got me sittin' in the state pen
I gotta get out, but that thought was thought before
I contemplated a plan on the cell floor
I'm not a fugitive on the run
I'm not, I'm not
I'm not a fugitive on the run
But a brother like me begun, to be another one
Public enemy servin' time, they drew the line y'all
To criticize me for some crime
I got a letter from the government
The other day
Opened it and read it
It said they were suckers
They wanted me for their army or whatever
Picture me givin' a damn, I said never
Here is a land that never gave a damn
About a brother like me and myself
Because I never did
I wasn't wit' it, but just that very minute...
Mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm
I got a letter from the government
The other day
Opened it and read it
It said they were suckers
They wanted me for their army or whatever
Picture me givin' a damn, I said never
Here is a land that never gave a damn
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Tricky:
I stand firm for a soil
I lick a rock off foil
So reduce me, seduce me,
Dress me up in Stüssy.
Hell is round the corner where I shelter.
Isms and schisms, we're living on a skelter
If you believe I'll deceive common sense says you are thief
Let me take you down the corridors of my life.
Tricky and Martina:
And when you walk, do you walk to your preference
No need to answer 'till...
Tricky:
I take further evidence.
I seem to need a reference to get residence
A reference to your preference to say,
I'm a good neighbour, I trudge,
So judge me for my labour,
Lobotomy ensures my good behavior
LyricsThe constant struggle ensures my insanity.
Passing the indifference ensures the struggle for my family
We're hungry, beware of our appetite.
Distant drums bring the news of a kill tonight.
The kill which I share with my passengers.
We take our fill, take our fill, take a feel.
I stand firm for a soil
I lick a rock off foil
So reduce me, seduce me,
Dress me up in Stüssy.
Confused by different memories,
Details of Asian remedies
Conversations, of what's become of enemies.
My brain thinks bomb-like,
So I listen he's a calm type.
As I grow
And as I grow, I grow collective.
Before the move sit on the perspective.
Mr. Quail's in the crevice
And watches from the precipice.
Imperial passage.
Heat from the sun someday slowly passes,
Until then, you have to live with yourself
Until then, you have to live with yourself
I stand firm for a soil
Lick a rock off foil
So reducee me, seduce me,
Dress me up in Stüssy.
Martina :
Hell is round the corner where I shelter.
Isms and schisms, we're living a skelter
If you believe I'll deceive and common sense says you are the thief
Let me take you down the corridors.
Tricky :
My brain thinks bomb-like, bomb-like
My brain thinks bomb-like, bomb-like, bomb-like
My brain thinks bomb-like,
Beware of our appetite
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Alison Goldfrapp:
Pumpkin
you're hollow within
More how I'm to slowly
let their harm
Give us some
It's sad until
Like flowers untamed
Shine out ends
I find what will make him
Love me
Life is our find
Hollow is he
Tricky:
I can't breathe and I can't see
MTV moves too fast, I refuse to understand
You go your way and I'll see mine
Feels like wasted time
And it feels like I must be blind
How'd you like yourself?
LyricsYou don't know yourself
Alison Goldfrapp:
To a hollow kind,don't mind
Love is some of you
Don't dabble in fall of failure
How bad,ooh,ooh
Tricky and Alison Goldfrapp:
I smell of she and I fail to be
Well anyway,well anyway,well anyway
Alison Goldfrapp:
See how high
Go on
Tricky:
I can't see and I can't breathe
I can't see and I can't breathe
I can't see and I can't breathe
I can't see and I can't breathe
Well anyway, well anyway
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Martina:
The world revolves for,for someone
For him, for she
The world revolves for, for someone
For him for me
Martina & Tricky :
Your eyes resemble mine, you see as no others can
Here inherit my kingdom, speak of our people's plan
I'll be here for my baby, for my baby I'll be near
So many things I need to tell you, things she needs to hear
Martina :
So this is the aftermath
Tricky :
Your eyes resemble mine, you see as no others can
Here inherit my kingdom, speak of our people's plan
I'll be here for my baby, for my baby I'll be near
So many things I need to tell you
LyricsMartina :
The world revolves for,for someone
For him, for she
The world revolves for, for someone
For him for me
"Let me tell you about my mother" ( From the film, Bladerunner )
Martina :
The world revolves for,for someone
For him, for she
The world revolves for, for someone
For him for me
Tricky & Martina :
Your eyes resemble mine, you see as no others can
Here inherit my kingdom, speak of our people's plan
I'll be here for my baby, for my baby I'll be near
So many things I need to tell you, things you need to hear
How can I be sure
In a world that's constantly changing
How can I be sure
In a world that's constantly changing
How can, how can I be sure
( Backward vocals )
Just when I thought I was winning
Just when I thought I could not be stopped
Just when I thought I was winning
Just when I thought I could not be stopped
How can I be sure?
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Tricky and Martina:
Fuck you in, tuck you in, suck you in
"Then you fly
You fly as fast as you can to baby Jesus!"
(from the film The Rapture)
I am she,mistakes of men
Gritted teeth, fists are clutching,
Breast stroke, lots of touching
See you in the sauna
There'll be a big foreigner at my
Hotel, motel, hotel, motel
I fuck you in the ass, just for a laugh
With the quick speed, I'll make your nose bleed
I ride the pre-menstrual cycle
Forget about Michael
Now here's the big blast, I like the big catch
I'll spray you straight through
I spray your daydreams
Lyrics
Enjoy myself, within myself
And back again, encouraging sin, a powerful mind
Devious mind for a devious kind
Ugly noises and strange ways by the two praise
I roll up the blue bills
I snort the cheap thrills
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Tricky:
We know, yes we know
It's my ego on fantastic.
But still, you're fuckin' with my plastic
Dedicated, medicated,
They bend and break me
Overrate me
I take a small piece and make it breathe
It takes a second for a record 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 walks with the crew
You'd better back the fuck up 'cause you're not alone
You're a motherfucker 'cause you're not alone
If 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, what you know I's joking?
LyricsWhat the fuck are you doin'?
You come to represent my attention?
You need more than a mic 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
Be careful of the faces you're seeing
A dread of the past and fear of the future
That's maniacal, 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, what you know I's joking?
What the fuck are you doin'?
You come to represent my attention?
You need more than a mic 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)
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Tricky:
It's too good
It's too nice
She makes me feel it's too quick
Is it love?
No not love
She turns me sexual tricks
She says she's mine, i know she lies
First, i scream, then i cry.
You take a second of me
You beckon, i'll bleed
She suffocates me
She suffocates me with suggestions
I asked 'do you feel the same?'
And later on, maybe
I'll tell you my real name
She's so good, she's so bad
You understand, I can't expand
Ahah, now I could just kill a man
She's on her knees, i say please
I cross her city lines, she's got brown eyes
Lyrics
Martina:
I think ahead of you, i think instead of you
Will you spend your life with me
And stifle me?
I know why the caged bird sings, i know why...
Tricky:
Forgive and you're forgiven
Kingdom come
Can you wait for yours, i need to taste some
Life's really funny, i laugh while she spends my money
She's my freak
I guess i'm weak
You ask what is this?
Mind your business
I pass my idle days with my idle ways
'Til the twelfth of always
She walks my hallways
I keep her warm, but we never kiss
She cuts my slender wrists
Let's waste some more time
I sign the dotted line
A different level
She-devil
Martina:
I think ahead of you, i think instead of you
Will you spend your life with me
And stifle me?
I know why the caged bird sings, i know why...
Tricky:
You ask what is this?
Mind your business
I pass my idle days with my idle ways
'Til the twelfth of always
She walks my hallways
I keep her warm but we never kiss
She says i'm weak and immature
But it's cool
I know what money's for.
Push comes to shove,
Her tongue's her favourite weapon on attack
I slap her back, she mostly hates me.
Martina:
I think ahead of you, i think instead of you
Will you spend your life with me
And stifle me?
I know why the caged bird sings, i know why
Tricky:
Can i take off your clothes
Before we go out
And when you're helpless, i'll scream and shout
We finish everyday
Well, anyway
Sixty-nine degrees
My head's between your knees.
You ask what is this?
Mind your business
It's too good
It's too nice
She makes me feel it's too quick
Is it love?
No not love
She turns me sexual tricks
She says she's mine, i know she lies
First, i scream, then i cry.
Take a second of me
You beckon, i'll bleed
Take a second of me
Martina:
I think ahead of you, i think instead of you
Will you spend your life with me
And stifle me?
I know why the caged bird sings, i know why X2
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Ragga:
I fight evil with evil
I fight evil with evil
Believe me how you found me
Take away my self-esteem
Anytime you're ready
Tricky :
You don't, you don't
You don't, you don't
You don't, you you don't you don't wanna even try
Ragga :
I sleep, but gets no rest.
You scheme, but gods know best.
Second trying, I was actually dying, ohohoh!
When you drown in your devil's music
I did every need to use it.
Tricky :
You don't, you don't
LyricsYou don't, you don't
You don't, you you don't you don't wanna even try
Ragga :
Trust you if you're trustful
Use you if you're useful
Really smooth, really evil
And if you're here, and that is the reason.
Giant strides, twelve tribes
It takes a second to wreck it
Sixty seconds, forget it
I guess you dont hear me though
Tricky :
You don't, you don't
You don't, you don't
you don't, you you don't wanna even try
Ragga :
I guess you dont hear me though,
I'm not looking yours, I'm looking mine
Looking so quiet but discreet
Echoes to see
On an unsuggested stream, unsuggested mean
Take it to the top, unstable the times
Unstable the walk
Unbearable, searable, popular demand
From cradle to grave is Abel buried a man
With my moneys and the felons, we conquer a clearance
Building extensions of potential
But I guess you don't hear me though
Tricky :
You don't, you don't
You don't, you don't
You don't, you you don't you don't wanna even try
Ragga :
You don't, you don't
You don't, you don't
Even wanna try
Tricky :
You don't, you don't
You don't, you don't
You don't, you you don't you don't wanna even try
Ragga :
oohhh ahhh
You don't, you don't
You don't, you you don't
Even wanna try
Tricky :
You don't, you don't
You don't, you don't
You don't, you you don't you don't wanna even try
Ragga :
Hmmmm
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Tricky:
Because, in, in hell i'll be lost in the layers of weakness
All around the surface brainwashed with the cheapest
Strugglin...strugglin...strugglin
Brainwashed with the
Hallucinagenics in my system
I cock the trigger
Many switch in
Switch on, switch off
Martina :
Here I'm lost
Tricky :
I'm lost
Martina :
In the name of weakness
Tricky :
Brainwashed
Lyrics
Martina :
All around the surface brainwashed with the cheapest
Exhausted by the mundane
Simplicity no longer plain
Tricky :
Strugglin, strugglin
Martina :
Strugglin, strugglin with the insane
Tricky :
I'm strugglin
Strugglin with the insane
...
Hallucinagenics in my system
...
They say i'm insane
I'm strugglin...strugglin
Martina :
Darkness and warmth
Obvious and mysterious
Magical colors
Tricky :
Mystical shadows
Martina :
Mystical shadows
Thought with no meaning
Tricky :
They say i'm insane
Martina :
Label me insane
Tricky :
But i'm more normal than most
Martina :
But i'm more normal than most
Strugglin so hard
Tricky :
I just need to remain
'Cause I'm strugglin
Martina :
To remain
Tricky :
I know i'm the truth
Martina :
'Cause we are the truth
See what we want to see
Tricky :
Please, please tell me what i want to hear
Martina :
Hear what we want to hear
Strugglin so hard
Tricky :
I'm strugglin
Martina :
I took a ride, yeah
Tricky :
Roll with the bullets to survive...to survive...to survive
Self preservation
Martina :
Roll with the bullets
Just to survive
Tricky :
Self preservation
Martina :
Self preservation
Tricky :
Keeps the crowd alive
Martina :
Keeps the crowd alive
Tricky :
Strugglin...strugglin
They...they say i'm insane
I'm strugglin...strugglin
They say i'm insane
Martina :
Strugglin
Tricky :
I'm more normal than most
Martina :
Strugglin
Tricky :
I'm just strugglin
Martina :
Strugglin
Tricky :
Mythical shadows
Martina :
Strugglin
Tricky :
Mysterious...the obvious
Martina :
Strugglin
Tricky :
They say im insane...I'm strugglin
Martina :
Strugglin
Tricky :
Switch in, switch on, switch off
I'm lost in contradiction
Feed me my visuals
A flashback...a flashback from way back
I'm strugglin...strugglin
Do you know what its like to struggle?
Do you...do you...have you...have you ever had to struggle?
Strugglin...strugglin
Roll with the bullets to survive
Strugglin...strugglin...strugglin to remain
They label me insane
But i'm...i'm...i think i'm more normal than most
Strugglin with the remains
Brainwashed with the cheapest
And if pain makes me stronger
Then how am i stronger?
There's a fate for the late
But the late must wait longer
Strugglin...strugglin
Roll with the bullets to survive
Self preservation keeps the crowd alive
Strugglin
In hell i'll be lost in the layers of weakness
All around the surface brainwashed with the cheapest
In hell i'll be lost in the layers of weakness
All around the surface brainwashed with the cheapest
Exhausted with the mundane
Simplicity means no longer plain
Strugglin with the insane
Darkness and warmth
The obvious and mysterious
Magical colors, mythical shadows
Half thought with no meaning
They label me insane X3
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Tricky:
Hey you, so whatcha gonna do
Unbearable, searable, popular demand
From cradle to grave, the simple diary of man
Unbearable, searable, popular demand
Unbearable, searable, popular demand
From cradle to grave, the simple diary of man
Unbearable, searable, popular demand
Martina:
How things are together we'll destroy
And then we can destroy what we are
Together we can build what we are when we dream the spirit free
We don't give praise, we take praise
So why are we?
Tricky:
Unbearable, searable, popular demand
From cradle to grave, the simple diary of man
Martina:
LyricsHow things are together we'll destroy
And then we can destroy what we are
Together we can build what we are when we dream the spirit free
We don't give praise, we take praise
So why are we?
Tricky:
Unbearable, searable, popular demand
From cradle to grave, this simple diary of man
Unbearable, searable, popular demand
Martina:
Feed me when I'm hungry
Drink me 'till I'm dry
The dream of yesterday becomes another lie
You feed me lies, distortion, the English disaster
No one's free from love for one master
Tricky:
Unbearable searable popular demand
From cradle to grave, the simple diary of man
Martina:
We found a new place to live where we're taught to grow strong
And strongly sensitive, it always sets the scenery
Colors leave only beauty, words and wine amongst the greenery
See how it is X2
The only lessons you teach us from a margin
They ask my origin
The only lessons you teach us from a margin
They ask my origin, it's a moral sin, it's a moral sin
Extract from crystal though nothing is clear
I despise you, damn you, dream you
I love you
But still nothing is clear
I think of when i found you
You keep on singin while I'm drowning
Down into that two-tone vision
I've been raised in this place
And now concrete is my religion
See how it is X4
The only lessons you teach us from a margin
You ask my origin
The only lessons you teach us from a margin
They ask my origin
The only lesson you teach us, wrong and right
You ask my origin
The only lesson you teach us, wrong and right
They ask my origin, it's a moral sin, it's a moral sin
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