- Acid Food
What happened after the storm?
Was everyone ok?
I tried to call again
I think they've gone away
- Cody
Of all I knew, her held too few.
And would you stop me, if I try to stop you.
Old songs stay 'til the end.
Sad songs remind me of friends.
And the way it is, I could leave it all
And I ask myself, would you care at all.
- Come On Die Young
I'll tell you about punk rock: punk rock is a word used by dilettantes and, uh... and, uh... heartless manipulators, about music... that takes up the energies, and the bodies, and the hearts and the souls and the time and the minds, of young men, who give what they have to it, and give everything they have to it. And it's a... it's a term that's based on contempt; it's a term that's based on fashion, style, elitism, satanism, and, everything that's rotten about rock 'n' roll. I don't know Johnny Rotten... but I'm sure, I'm sure he puts as much blood and sweat into what he does as Sigmund Freud did.
You see, what, what sounds to you like a big load of trashy old noise... is in fact... the brilliant music of a genius... myself. And that music is so powerful, that it's quite beyond my control. And, ah... when I'm in the grips of it, I don't feel pleasure and I don't feel pain, either physically or emotionally. Do you understand what I'm talking about? Have you ever, have you ever felt like that? When you just, when you just, you couldn't feel anything, and you didn't want to either. You know, like that? Do you understand what I'm saying, sir?
- Devil Rides
Where evil dwells, I hide my face
In empty rooms, the ghostly chase
Did you miss me? I seemed so sure
The days seem longer, now you're gone
The devil rides, right next to me
My broken thoughts, my last release
- Dial Revenge
Dial: Revenge
Mogwai - Dial Revenge (Welsh - English version)
INTRO
VERSE 1
|Am | | | |
- Don't cry
Talk to me softly,
There's something in your eyes.
Don't hang your head in sorrow,
And please don't cry.
I know how you feel
inside-- I've been there
before.
Something is strange inside you,
- Hunted By A Freak
2. Mogwai - Hunted by a Freak
Mogwai had developed a reputation for composing mammoth-sized rock songs with cosmic blowouts. Happy Songs For Happy People marked somewhat of an end to that style, and it begins with a highly refined example of the band's other specialty: poignant melodic interplay. "Hunted By A Freak" features a series of starkly morose guitar lines that make it one of the Scottish quintet's most recognizable songs. Several variations on the main theme and the richly dense chorus are further enhanced by the inclusion of violin and vocals sent through a bubbly flanger. These less-often used elements are given the chance to soar above and scintillate while the four-guitar weaving acts as support. With Mogwai's guitars not screaming in the red, everything sounds clear and gorgeous, and as the tale ends, it feels perfect in length and scope, embodying a maxim of the fusion of post-rock and pop. (Nayt Keane)
- I Chose Horses
Mugen ni hirogaru
Ishiki no fuchi wo aruki
Koudo dake wo tayori ni
Kimi ni mukau toki
Hirakareta ao wa eikyuu no kanousei wo utsushi
Kimi to boku no kawasu kotoba wo tsunageru
Omoku taresagaru yuuutsu no katachi wo omoiukabe
Soko ni aru hazu no kokoro
- Mexican Grand Prix
first love
heart breaker
i'll take you on a tail race
is this wonder land
my fire
my passion
- Now You're Taken
did you see him when i was away?
i'd have phoned but you would have spoiled the truth
will he be at the pub tonight?
i'll hide my rage and take a sip.
will he be yours as of today?
will i never see you now if you're taken?
are you still wearing the ring?
when she told me i was a little shaken.
- punk rock
"I'll tell you about punk rock: punk rock is a word used by dilettantes and ah... and ah... heartless manipulators about music that takes up the energies, and the bodies, and the hearts, and the souls, and the time, and the minds of young men who give what they have to it and give everything they have to it and it's a... it's a term that's based on contempt, it's a term that's based on fashion, style, elitism, satanism and everything that's wrotten about rock'n'roll. I don't know Johnny Rotten but I'm sure... I'm sure he puts as much blood and sweap into what he does as Sigmund Freud did. You see, what sounds to you like a big load of trashy old noise is in fact the brilliant music of a genius, myself . And that music is so powerful that it's quite beyond my control and ah... when I'm in the grips of it I don't feel pleasure and I don't feel pain, either physically or emotionally. Do you understand what I'm talking about? Have you ever felt like that? When you just couldn't feel anything and you didn't want to either. You know? Like that? Do you understand what I'm saying, sir?"
- R u still in 2 it
Are you still into it? 'cause I'm still into it.
We haven't had sore bits for about a fortnight.
Am I your only one? 'Cause you're still my only one.
But if you need more, I'll just do it in some, right.
We should go into town and spend some money.
We could go to the pictures and see something funny.
We'd share a popcorn and we can go to the pub at night.
- Repelish
"Further in the tape, I came across another part,
That made me throw my headphones right off my head.
I couldn't believe what I've heard.
Led Zeppelin's "Stairway To Heaven," again,
Was voted the most popular tune of rock's history.
Keep that in mind as I show this tape to exert with you.
In the lyrics of the song, they sing, "The piper is calling you to join him...
She's buying her stairway to Heaven," we know that's not possible
- Sweet Leaf
When I first met you, I didn't realise.
I can't forget you or your suprise.
You introduced me to my mind.
And left me watching you and your kind.
Oh yeah!
My life was empty - forever on a down.
- Take Me Somewhere Nice
Ghosts in the photograph
never lied to me.
I'd be all of that
I'd be all of that.
A false memory
would be everything.
- Take me somwhere nice
Ghosts in the photograph
never lied to me.
I'd be all of that
I'd be all of that.
A false memory
would be everything.
- Travel Is Dangerous
Памяти атомной подводной лодки К-141 «Курск»
Who might know of this?
The notes we left
Our final thoughts
And we knew they'd get ours out
*Sink, sink*