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INTRODUCTION블론디(Blondie)는 미국의 록 밴드이다. 1970년대 후반부터 1980년대 초반까지 유명세를 탔다. 초창기 미국 펑크 록과 뉴 웨이브 씬의 개척자이다. 데뷔 이래 130여 만 장의 음반 판매고를 올린 바 있다. 초기 2 장의 앨범까지 나왔을 때만 해도, 영국과 오스트레일리아에 서는 성공적이었지만, 미국에서는 크게 성공을 못해 미국의 언더그라운드 밴드 중 하나로 간주되고 있었다. 하지만 1978년 《패러럴 라인즈》가 발매되자 인기가 높아졌고, 그 후 몇 년 동안 여러 싱글 히트 곡을 발표하기에 이르게 된다. 뉴 웨이브 밴드로서의 기본적인 스타일들을 유지하면서도 디스코, 팝, 레게 등을 적절히 혼합한 음악 스타일로 호응을 크게 얻었다. ....
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from Blondie, Blondie - Parallel Lines (1978)
Ooh baby, I hear how you spend nighttime:
Wrapped like candy in a blue blue neon glow. Fade away and radiate. Ooh baby, watchful lines vibrate soft in brainwave time. Silver pictures move so slow. Golden tubes faintly glow. Electric faces seem to merge. Hidden voices mock your words. The beams become my dream. My dream is on the screen. Dusty frames that still arrive die in 1955. |
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from Blondie, Blondie - Parallel Lines (1978)
You're gonna say you miss me.
You're gonna say you'll kiss me. You're gonna say you love me 'cause I'm gonna love you too. I don't care what you told me. You're gonna say you'll hold me. You're gonna say you love me 'cause I'm gonna love you too. After all another fella took ya, but I still can't overlook ya. I'm gonna do my best to hook ya after all is said and done. I don't care what you told me. You're gonna say you'll hold me and you're gonna say you love me 'cause I'm gonna love you too. You're gonna tell me sweet things. You're gonna make my heart sing and I'm gonna hear bells ring 'cause I'm gonna love you too. You're gonna say you miss me and you're gonna say you'll kiss me and you're gonna say you love me 'cause I'm gonna love you too. I'm gonna love you too. I'm gonna love you too. I'm gonna love you too. |
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from Blondie, Blondie - No Exit (1999)
Following my lust for wonder
Everywhere I've ever been I can't escape the sound of it The sound of my screaming skin My skin cries My blood sighs I still owe some dread on this hide Following my trust in wonder I watch the circus begin I can't ignore the scent of it The scent of my screaming skin My skin cries My blood sighs I still owe some dread on this hide La, la, la, la, la, la, la Laaaaaa La, la, la, la, la, la, la I'm a multicellular individual Way out of proportion We've got the hemo-dynamic connection Don't call me germ Allowing for my strength to muster My losses begin to win Tropical winds start to bluster Raising the fur on my skin My skin cries My spirits fly But I still owe some dread on this hide Ooohhh, Oooohhh Yeah I'm a multicellular individual You're way out of proportion We've got the hemo-dynamic connection Don't call me germ Swallowing my pride no longer I taste the forbidden sun If I have been slaughtered by hunger I'm not the only one My skin cries My blood sighs I still owe some dread on this hide of mine La, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la I'm a multicellular individual Way out of proportion ah ha We've got the hemo-dynamic connection Don't call me germ My skin cries My spirit flies But I still owe some dread on this hide My skin cries My blood sighs And I still owe some dread on this hide of mine |
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from Blondie, Blondie - No Exit (1999)
Nature's cast upon the sea
The winds of past of promise be Waters deep and cunning A scheme of sleep as lovers breathe If you forgive me my ferocity I won't forget your sweetness Pull down the night Lay it before me Ratify my head with curses Night recalls tranquillity A curtain falls and sets it free Darkness calls eternity Down silent halls the shadows flee If you forgive me my ferocity I won't forget your sweetness Pull down the night lay it before me Satisfy my head with curses Forgive and forget Forgive and forget Forgive and forget Fatal cast upon the sea The winds of past of promise be Waters deep and cunning A scheme of sleep as lovers breathe Forgive and forget Forgive and forget Forgive and forget |
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from Blondie, Blondie - No Exit (1999)
She moves like
she don't care Smooth as silk cool as air Ooh it makes you wanna cry She doesn't know your name and your heart beats like a subway train Ooh it makes you wanna die Ooh don't you wanna take her Ooh Wanna make her all your own Maria You've gotta see her Go insane and out of your mind Medina Ave Maria A million and one candle lights I've seen this thing before In my best friend and the boy next door Fool for love and fool of fire Won't come in from the rain Sees oceans running down the drain Blue as ice and desire Don't you wanna make her Ooh don't you wanna take her home Maria You've gotta see her Go insane and out of your mind Medina Ave Maria A million and one candle lights Ooh don't you wanna break her Ooh don't you wanna take her home She walks like she don't care you wanna take her everywhere ooh it makes you wanna cry she's like a millonare walking on imported air Ooh it makes you wanna die Maria you've got to see her Go insane and out of your mind Regina Ave Maria A million and one candle lights Maria You've gotta see her Go insane and out of your mind Medina Ave Maria A million and one candle lights Maria You've gotta see her Go insane and out of your mind Medina Ave Maria A million and one candle lights Maria You've gotta see her Go insane and out of your mind Medina Ave Maria |
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from Blondie, Blondie - No Exit (1999)
There's no sin in this
Getting dressed to kill Laughing down the sun like a jackal will With his eyes ablaze yeah and his lips apart He's gonna fill his cup with the love in your heart And drink it up till the morning starts Circulate the red light vistas Get the girls and get their sisters Pinch em?up and give em?blisters Kiss em?fierce with all his might forever Bye, bye to another life Bye, bye to another life Bye, bye to another life Bye, bye to another life Standing on the verge of the edge of the ledge Waiting for me to fall but Then I got a call It said; "Wait hold up homie You must be trippin? You can't be putting that sippin?and whippin?up in your pippin You better stand tall Fool you was born to ball Took a little fall and now you wanna end it all You've been chasing dreams like a hound dog on the hunt Take your place in the front Put your hand on the pump And it's right in your grasp man I know they're laughing but you'll be laughing later Cuz?time's are gonna get greater You's?a player and when I say player I mean player cuz your daddy and your uncle was a player" Who's gonna cry for ya? Who's gonna cry over you? Who's gonna cry for ya? Who's gonna cry over you? Why don't you come and talk me off the edge Why don't you came and walk me off the edge Bye, bye to another life Bye, bye to another life Bye, bye to another life Bye, bye to another life Under the dark ? In total chaos ? behind us Nothing can shake us All the is sacred, dearly departed Brave heart, slave, aids Contains something courageous Solution, it all comes in stages Live into Nirvana Behind the golden ages The world crash explodes Never devours Don't cry for me, I'm proud Jump up the power Then, then, then When you least expect it You'll understand, there is no exit Who's gonna cry for ya? Who's gonna cry over you? Who's gonna cry for ya? Who's gonna cry over you? Who's gonna cry for ya? Who's gonna cry over you? Who's gonna cry for ya? Who's gonna cry over you? Who's gonna cry over you? Cry over you? Tell me would they lie for you? Die for you? You're hoping that it's true for you do for you fool But who's gonna cry? Who's gonna cry? |
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from Blondie, Blondie - No Exit (1999)
Looking for your face
Where it could never be I'm following a trail that only I can see Blazing waves of heat I press on in tiny bursts of speed Caught in my pursuit I play the fetishistic mission The longing that I feel drives me mad in your direction Nailed by something cute I tear it out with microsurgical precision Incender Put some gas on the embers Lightning goes to ground Incender Crazy fool on a bender Striking the ground Burning me down Double take Left with an aftertaste I look again Was it your face? Double take I'm in an altered state I look again Was it really you? Another flash of face igniting and familiar Pulls me by the eye to the perimiter Riveting my gaze Is that your face in the crowd? Incender Drop some gas on the ember I felt a slap on the face Incender Crazy fool on a bender Striking the ground Burning me down Double take Left with an aftertaste I look again Was it your face? I fell awake I'm in an altered state I look again Was it really you? Double take Left with an aftertaste I look again Was it your face? Looking for your face where it could never be I'm following a trail that only I can see Double take I'm in an altered state I look again Was it really you? I'm following a trail that only I can see? |
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from Blondie, Blondie - No Exit (1999)
Some days are all Mondays
Sort of time on ice It seems like jet planes On snowed in runways Under clear blue skies Who needs it? Nothing is real but the girl Nothing is real but her Money goes to money In a figure eight around me Mommy Who's gonna love me if I liquidate and drown me? Nothing is real but the girl Nothing else feels solid We believe in love We believe in little things Like heaven up above and seven it's a lucky number We believe that something lives inside every thing there is Don't think about it much I mean it I believe it I believe it Wind down Put your mind down Like your missing school You'll teach her to find out While your dying In your living room How much you need her Nothing is real but the girl Only her eyes are solid Nothing is real but her Nothing is real but the girl |
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from Blondie, Blondie - No Exit (1999)
Passing the match test?
That's some kind of tease Cause everything rests on the moment The little flame sees Let's go! Boom, boom in the zoom, zoom room If you get past that brief little flash Take down my number with your pencil moustache Play truth or dare in the light on a stray anywhere Don't follow the fallen already lying down there Let's go! Boom, boom in the zoom, zoom room Oh yeah, uh? Boom, boom in the zoom, zoom room I'll be the cause you can champion Your scarlet companion And won't it be fun? Keeping my head above water I'm no farmer's daughter No clinging vine When we trip the light fantastic We're feeling so rare If you follow your features aligned by the glare Let's go boom, boom in the zoom, zoom room Let's go boom, boom in the zoom, zoom room I'll be the cause you can champion Your scarlet companion And won't it be fun? I'll keep my head above water I'm no farmer's daughter No clinging vine Passing the match test and no one says thank you 멌ause they're gone just as fast as a breeze Boom, boom in the zoom, zoom room Yeah let's go boom Boom, boom in the zoom, zoom room Ah let's go, boom, boom in the zoom, zoom room |
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from Blondie, Blondie - No Exit (1999)
Your music by the night wind sent
Awakes my quiet instrument In the silence of your steps I can see into the depths Messenger of sympathies My heart beats loud in ecstasy When your shadow falls on me A silhouette reality And I chase every night after you And I chase after you Of all your loaded mysteries The colour of your sympathies My words cannot express your awful loveliness So come with me through smoke and mirrors We'll bring our differences nearer We'll float upon an inland sea Embody visions of a dream And I chase every night after you I got a chill and the night wind sent Me a chill And the night wind sent Me a chill You wander through my sleeping mind Reading thoughts I've left behind I always know when you've been there Tangles of perfume fill my hair Your music by the night wind sent Awakes my quiet instrument In the silence of your steps I can see into the depths |
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from Blondie, Blondie - No Exit (1999)
Well this is a little song that Chris wrote
About an old friend of ours who had a little band called the gun club I still can picture him His hands in his back pockets He wasn't much for words But when the wise kids made a racket He just had to go downtown Throw his weight around for starting over "Say did you hear I've got a band?" Some guys I know from LA Put on Rio Grande I'll pay you back next Friday You know it sure ain't big Just some cats I dig They said; "They'd do the gig" Oh Desperado Why don't you spend your life in Colorado? Oh restless shadow Out in the blue hills You're feeling hollow Oh El Diablo Why did you spend your life in California? I should have warned ya? No place to go now but falling over Some guys can't make it on the run Under the gun Not for the younger Oh Jack Daniel뭩 I feel your hunger I know you did your best But you thought that you did not I wish that I had known Before I heard the last shot You know it's not a sin That trophy Indian Just a momento So sad your love remained My comrades lost in battle The music was a din from London to Seattle We all made you play and all our yesterdays Are starting over Oh Desperado Why don't you spend your life in Colorado? Oh restless shadow Out in the blue hills You're feeling hollow Oh, El Diablo Why did you spend your life in California? I should have warned ya? No place to go now but falling over Ready to die No he's ready to die |
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from Blondie, Blondie - No Exit (1999)
He don't hang around with the gang no more
He don't do the wild things that he did before He used to act bad Used to but he quit it It makes me so sad cause I know that he did it for me I can see His heart His heart is out in the street He don't comb his hair like he did before He don't wear those dirty old black boots no more But he's not the same There's something 'bout his kisses that tells me he's changed I know there's something missing inside Something died His heart His heart is out in the streets He grew up on the sidewalk streetlights shining above He grew up with no one to love He grew up on the sidewalk He grew up running free He grew up and then he met me He don't hang around with the gang no more Gee he doesn't smile like he did before I wish I didn't care I wish I'd never met him They're waiting out there So I got to set him free He's gotta be Out in the street His heart His heart is out in the street He don't hang around with the gang no more {He's out in the street} He don't hang around with the gang no more He don't hang around with the gang no more {He's out in the street} He don't hang around with the gang no more |
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from Blondie, Blondie - No Exit (1999)
I'm like a happy dog
Who's been alone too long I wanna?wag for you baby Raise a flag of white Shake and shag I wanna?wag for you baby Come on now throw me some bone I'm ripping up뭓 your song I wanna?be your dog Skinny or fat I'm gonna go with that and chase your pussycat Be my happy dog My leaping frog and jump all over me cause my little mutt's got that hairy butt It's gonna wag it for me baby Hey come over here Mr Licks I like when you pick up sticks When you throw me a fit And no matter what You tell the tale of a pup cause you're my kind of mutt I disagree I wanna?itch you like a flea Gonna teach my old dog to do some new tricks Mmm humm Don't be begging me Just take a seat on my lap of luxury I'm like a happy dog Who's been alone too long I wanna?wag for you baby Come on now throw me some bone I'm ripping up'a your song I wanna?be your dog Skinny or fat I wanna?go with that and chase your pussycat I wanna?wag for you baby I wanna?wag for you I wanna?wag for you baby |
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from Blondie, Blondie - No Exit (1999)
I wake up laughing
Thrown from a nightmare I come down standing When I'm tossed in the air Bright as Tiajuana Like a dose of Bella Donna I could cry but I don't wanna? And the dream's lost on me I come out shootin' when trouble comes knockin' I greet bad news by sending it walking Happy or just crazy Relaxed or lazy Gonna keep my vision hazy And the dream's lost on me Cares are all buckshot and buffalo Every dark has an afterglow I'm not afraid of what's down below I keep my sights on the sky I wake up laughing Thrown from a nightmare I come down standing When I'm tossed in the air Bright as Tiajuana Like a dose of Bella Donna I could cry but I don't wanna? And the dream's lost on me I come out shootin' when trouble comes knockin' I greet bad news by sending it walkin' Happy or just crazy Relaxed or laxy I'm gonna keep my vision hazy And the dream's lost on me |
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from Blondie, Blondie - No Exit (1999)
Not of this world entirely
Heaven sent you are my deity Lived through all the romance Sadly meant for me {Ohhh, ahhh} All I need is a sign Make your presence known to mine Come to me I will be divine I wear the spell you put on me Like a charm No one else can see Keeps away the wicked Badly meant for me {Ohhh, ahhh} All I need is a sign Make your presence known to mine Come to me and I will be divine And when I thought my fire finally died I felt your spell tight as ever-tide No one is above the rituals of love Temptation calls and the stars fall from the blue There is no limitation Except for me and you Lived through all the romance Sadly meant for me {Ohhh, ahhh} All I need is a sign Make your presence known to mine Come to me and I will be divine All I need is a sign Make your presence known to mine Come to me and I will be divine |
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from Blondie, Blondie - No Exit (1999)
Dig up the conjo
Break in the mojo Dig up the conjo Making me well Who do you love? Little mouse got a gun to your head And drums in the night going blind Hypnotised Lost in the Congo Holding the bongo Kilimanjaro Dig up the conjo Listen to gods For the name little hearts Be like saints come marching in Deep in the bayou Demon inside you Put on the hoo doo Put on the hoo doo Who do you love? "Hey mommy do you see that man?" "Hey mommy I don't understand" "It's only a zombie honey hailing a cab" "Just hold my hand and don't look in his face" Jungle inside you Something's beside you Doing the mambo Dig up the conjo Who do you love? {Who do you love?} {Who do you love?} Aloha down the well Come and ring the bell The jungle's burning down Lost in the Congo Beating the bongo Dig up the conjo Who do you love? Took the best In the sun Hold your breath Something comes It's so long Half alive Watching you while it flies Lost in the Congo Beating the bongo Breaking the mojo Dig up the conjo Beating the bongo Holding the mojo Making me well |
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from Muriel's Wedding (뮤리엘의 웨딩) by Peter Best [ost] (1995)
The tide is high but I'm holding on
I'm gonna be your number one I'm not the kind of girl Who gives up just like that Oh, no It's not the things you do That tease and wound me bad But it's the way you do The things you do to me I'm not the kind of girl Who gives up just like that Oh, no The tide is high but I'm holding on I'm gonna be your number one Number one, number one Every girl wants you to be her man But I'll wait my dear 'til it's my turn I'm not the kind of girl Who gives up just like that Oh, no The tide is high but I'm holding on I'm gonna be your number one Number one, number one Every girl wants you to be her man But I'll wait my dear 'til it's my turn I'm not the kind of girl Who gives up just like that Oh, no The tide is high but I'm holding on I'm gonna be your number one {Repeat} |
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from More Music From Coyote Ugly (코요테 어글리) by Trevor Horn [ost] (2003)
One way or another I'm gonna find ya
I'm gonna getcha getcha getcha getcha One way or another I'm gonna win ya I'm gonna getcha getcha getcha getcha One way or another I'm gonna see ya I'm gonna meetcha meetcha meetcha meetcha One dya, maybe next week I'm gonna meetcha, I'm gonna meetcha, I'll meetcha I will drive past your house And it the lights are all down I'll see sho's around One way or another I'm gonna find ya I'm gonna getcha getcha getcha getcha One way or another I'm gonna win ya I'll getcha, I'll getcha One way or another I'm gonna see ya I'm gonna meetcha meetcha meetcha meetcha One day, maybe next week I'm gonna meetcha, I'll meetcha And if the lights are all out I'll follow your bus downtown See who's hanging out One way or another I'm gonna lose ya I'm gonna give you the slip, a slip of the lip or another I'm gonna lose ya, I'm gonna trick ya One way or another I'm gonna lose ya I'm gonna trick ya trick ya trick ya trick ya One way or another I'm gonna lose ya I'm gonna give you the slip I'll walk down the mall Stand over by the wall Where I can see it all Find out who ya call Lead you to the supermarket checkout Some specials and rat food, get lost in the crowd One way or another I'm gonna getcha, I'll getcha I'll getcha getcha getcha getcha (Where I can see it all, find out who ya call) One way or another I'm gonna getcha, I'll getcha, I'll getcha getcha getcha getcha (Where I can see it all, find out who ya call) One way or another I'm gonna getcha, I'll getcha, I'll getcha getcha getcha gethca (Where I can see it all, find out who ya call) *repeat |
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from Striptease (스트립티즈) by Howard Shore [ost] (1996)
The tide is high but I'm holding on
I'm gonna be your number one I'm not the kind of girl who gives up just like that Oh, no It's not the things you do that tease and wound me bad But it's the way you do the things you do to me I'm not the kind of girl who gives up just like that Oh, no The tide is high but I'm holding on I'm gonna be your number one Number one, number one Every girl wants you to be her man But I'll wait my dear 'til it's my turn I'm not the kind of girl who gives up just like that Oh, no The tide is high but I'm holding on I'm gonna be your number one Number one, number one Every girl wants you to be her man But I'll wait my dear 'til it's my turn I'm not the kind of girl who gives up just like that Oh, no The tide is high but I'm holding on I'm gonna be your number one (Repeat and ad lib until fade) |
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from 200 Cigarettes (비포 뉴 이어) by Mark Mothersbaugh [ost] (1999)
Darlin’ darlin’ darlin’
I can’t wait to see you Your picture ain’t enough I can’t wait to touch you in the flesh Darlin’ darlin’ darlin’ I can’t wait to hear you Remembering your love Is nothing without you in the flesh Went walking one day on the lower East side Met you with a girlfriend, you were so divine She said, "Hands off this one sweetie, this boy is mine." I couldn’t resist you - I’m not deaf, dumb, and blind Darlin’ darlin’ darlin’ Now you’re out of town Those girls that you run with They bring my head down Ooh Darlin’ darlin’ Watch out if I see you ’Cause if you say hello It’ll mean you wanna see me in the flesh Ooh warm and soft, in the flesh Ooh close and hot, in the flesh Ooh |
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