Les Reprises

 

1- Fake Plastic Tree

A green plastic watering can

For her fake chinese rubber man

In fake plastic earth

That she bought from a rubber man

In a town full of rubber plans

To get rid of itself

 

It wears her out

It wears her out

It wears her out

It wears her out

 

She lives with a broken man

A cracked polysterene man

Who just crumbles and burns

He used to do surgery

For girls in the eighties

But gravety always wins

 

And it wears him out

It wears him out

It wears him out

It wears him out

 

She looks like the real thing

She feels like the real thing

My fake plastic love

And I can't fight the feeling

I could blow through the seiling now

If I just turn and run

 

It wears me out

It wears me out

It wears me out

It wears me out

 

And if I could be who you wanted

If I could be who you wanted

All the time

All the time...

 

2- Happiness is a warm gun

She 's not a girl who misses much...

She's well acquinted with the touch of the velvet hand

Like a lizard on a window plane

The man in the crowd with the multi-colored mirrors

On his bob-nailed boots

Lying with his eyes while his hands working over time

A soap impression of his wife which he ates

And donated to the Nation's Trust

 

Happiness is a warm gun

Happiness is a warm gun

Happiness is a warm gun

 

I need a fix cause I'm going down

Down to the bitch that I left uptown

I need a fix cause I'm going down

Mother Superior jumped the gun

Mother Superior jumped the gun

Mother Superior jumped the gun

 

Happiness is a warm gun

Happiness is a warm gun

 

When I hold you in my arms

And I feel my finger on your trigger

I know that nobody can do me no harm

 

Happiness is a warm gun, mama

Happiness is a warm gun

Happiness is a warm gun

Happiness is a warm gun

 

3- Norwegian Woods (This bird has flown)

I once had a girl, or should I say, she once had me

She showed me her room, is not it good, norwegian wood

She asked me to stay and she told me to sit anywhere

So I looked around and I noticed there wasn't a chair

That's why I sat on a rug, biding my time, drinling her wine

We talked until two and then she said : 'It's time for bed'

She told me she worked in the morning and started to laugh

I told her I didn't and crawled off to sleep in the bath

And when I awoke I was alone, this bird has flown

So I lighted a fire, is not it good, norwegian wood

 

4- There are worse things I could do

There are worse things I could do, than go with a boy or two

Even though the neightborhood thinks I'm trashy and no good

I suppose it could be true, but there are worse things I could do

I could flirt with all the guys, smile at them and bat my eyes

Press against them when we dance, make them think they stand a chance

Then refuse to see it through, that's a thing I'd never do

I could stay home every night, wait around for Mr Right

Take cold showers everyday, and throw my life away

On a dream that won't come true

I could hurt someone like me, out of spite or jealousy

I don't steal and I don't lie, but I can feel and I can cry

A fact I'll bet you never knew

But to cry in front of you, that's the worse thing I could do

 

5- Black Hole Sun

In my eyes, indisposed

In disguise as no one knows

Hides the face, lies the snake

In the sun, in my disgrace

 

Boiling heat, summer stench

Neat the black, the sky looks dead

Call my name, through the cream

And I'll hear you scream again

 

Black hole sun, won't you come

And wash away the rain

Black hole sun, won't you come

Won't you come

Won't you come

 

Stuttering, cold and damp

Steal the warm wind tired friend

Times are gone for honest men

And sometimes far too long, for snakes

 

In my shoes, a walking sleep

And my youth, I pray to keep

Heaven send, hell away

No one sings like you anymore

 

Black hole sun, won't you come

And wash away the rain

Black hole sun, won't you come

Won't you come

Won't you come

Black hole sun, won't you come

And wash away the rain

Black hole sun, won't you come

Won't you come

Won't you come

 

Hang my head, drown my fear

'Till you all just disappear

 

Black hole sun, won't you come

And wash away the rain

Black hole sun, won't you come

Won't you come

Black hole sun, won't you come

And wash away the rain

Black hole sun, won't you come

Won't you come

Won't you come...

 

6- King of pain

There's a little black spot on the sun today

It's the same old thing as yesterday

There's a black hat caught in a high tree top

There's a flag pole rag and the wind won't stop

 

I have stood here before inside the pouring rain

With the world turning circles running 'round my brain

I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end up this reign

But it's my destiny to be the king of pain

 

There's a fossil that trapped in a high cliff wall

That's my soul up there

There's a dead salmon frozen in a waterfall

That's my soul up there

There's a blue whale beached by a springtide's ebb

That's my soul up there

There's a butterfly trapped in a spider's web

 

I have stood here before inside the pouring rain

With the world turning circles running 'round my brain

I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end up this reign

But it's my destiny to be the king of pain

 

There's a king on the throne with his eyes torn out

There's a blind man looking for a shadow of doubt

There's a rich man sleeping on a golden bed

There's a skeleton choking on a crust of bread

 

There's a red fox torn by a huntsman's pack

There's a blackwinged gull with a broken back

There's a little black spot on the sun today

It's the same old thing as yesterday

 

I have stood here before inside the pouring rain

With the world turning circles running 'round my brain

I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end up this reign

But it's my destiny to be the queen of pain

 

Queen of pain

I'll always be queen of pain

I'll always be queen of pain

 

7 Dear Prudence

 

Dear Prudence, won't you come out to play

Dear Prudence, greet the brand new day

The sun is up, the sky is blue

It's beautiful and so are you

Dear Prudence won't you come out and play

 

Dear Prudence open up your eyes

Dear Prudence see the sunny skies

The wind is low the birds will sing

that you are part of everything

Dear Prudence won't you open up your eyes?

 

Look around round

Look around round round

Look around

 

Dear Prudence let me see you smile

Dear Prudence like a little child

The clouds will be a daisy chain

So let me see you smile again

Dear Prudence won't you let me see you smile?