Placebo
Discografie
Placebo - 1996
Without You I'am Nothing - 1998
Black Market Music - 2000
Sleeping With Ghosts - 2003
Once More With Feeling - 2004
Meds - 2006
Lieder
1. Follow the Cops back home [***]
2. Twenty Years [***]
3. Song to say goodbye [**]
4. Pierrot the Clown [*]
5. This Picture [**]
6. Bitter End [**]
7. Special Needs [**]
8. Protect me from what I want [*]
9. Running up that hill [**]
1. Follow the Cops back home (Meds) [***]
The call to arms was never true
Time to imbibe, here's to you
I'll tell you stories bruised and blue
Of drum machines and landslides
Just one more round before were through
More psychodelic yuppie flu
It's such a silly thing to do
And now were stuck on rewind
Let's follow the cops back home
Follow the cops back home
Follow the cops back home
And rob their houses
The call to arms was never true
Let's take a ride and push it through
Suspended animation glue
And blame it on apartheid
Let's spend the night in Jimmy Choo's
I'll give you coats and cheap shampoo
I'll give you nothing else to do
And now were stuck on rewind
Let's follow the cops back home
Follow the cops back home
Follow the cops back home
And rob their houses (x2)
The call to arms was never true
I'm medicated, how are you
Let's take a drive
Swim right through sophisticated points of view
Let's follow the cops back home
Follow the cops back home
Follow the cops back home
And rob their houses
2. Twenty Years (Once more with feeling) [***]
There are twenty years to go
Twenty ways to know
Who'll wear
Who'll wear the hat
There are twenty years to go
The best of all I hope
Enjoy the ride
The medicine show
Them's the breaks
Before we designer fakes
We need to concentrate on more than meets the eye
There are twenty years to go
The faithful and the low
The best of starts, the broken heart, the stone
There are twenty years to go
The punch-drunk and the blow
The worst of starts, the mercy part, the phone
And them's the breaks
Before we designer fakes
We need to concentrate on more than meets the eye
Them's the breaks
Before we design our fates
But it's you I take cos you're the truth, not I
There are twenty years to go
A golden age I know
But all will pass and end too fast you know
There are twenty years to go
And many friends I hope
Though some may hold the rose
Some hold the rope
That's the end - and that's the start of it
That's the whole - and that's the part of it
That's the high - and that's the heart of it
That's the long - and that's the short of it
That's the best - and that's the test in it
That's the doubt - the doubt, the trust in it
That's the sight - and that's the sound of it
That's the gift - and that's the trick in it
You're the truth, not I
You're the truth, not I
You're the truth, not I
You're the truth, not I
3. Song to say goodbye (Meds) [**]
You are one of god's mistakes.
You crying, tragic waste of skin.
I'm well aware of how it aches.
And you still won't let me in.
Now I'm breaking down your door,
To try and save your swollen face.
Though I don't like you anymore
You lying, trying waste of space.
My oh my.
A song to say goodbye.
A song to say goodbye,
A song to say,
Before our innocence was lost
You were always one of those blessed lucky sevens,
And the voice that made me cry.
My oh my.
You were Mother Nature's son.
Someone to whom I could relate.
Your needle and your damage done,
Remains a sordid twist of fate,
Now I'm trying to wake you up,
To pull you from the liquid sky.
Cause if I don't we'll both end up with just your songs that say goodbye.
My oh my.
A song to say goodbye,
A song to say goodbye,
A song to say,
Before our innocence was lost, you were always one of those blessed lucky sevens,
And a voice that made me cry.
It's a song to say goodbye
It's a song to say goodbye
It's a song to say goodbye
It's a song to say goodbye
It's a song to say goodbye
It's a song to say goodbye
It's a song to say goodbye
It's a song to say goodbye
4. Pierrot the Clown (Meds) [*]
Leave me dreaming on the bed
See you right back here tomorrow for the next round
Keep this scene inside your head
As the bruises turn to yellow
The swelling goes down
And if you're ever around
In the city or the suburbs of this town
Be sure to come around
I'll be wallowing in sorrow
Wearing a frown
Like Pierrot the Clown
Saw you crashing round the bay
Never seen you act so shallow
Or look so brown
Remember all the things you'd say
How your promises rang hollow
As you threw me to the ground
And if you're ever around
In the backstreets or the alleys of this town
Be sure to come around
I'll be wallowing in pity
And wearing a frown
Like Pierrot the Clown
When I dream I dream of your lips
When I dream I dream of your kiss
When I dream I dream of your fists
Your fists... Your fists
Leave me bleeding on the bed
See you right back here tomorrow for the next round
Keep this scene inside your head
As the bruises turn to yellow
The swelling goes down
And if you're ever around
In the city or the suburbs of this town
Be sure to come around
I'll be wallowing in sorrow
And wearing a frown
Like Pierrot the Clown
Like Pierrot the Clown
Like Pierrot the Clown
Like Pierrot the Clown
Like Pierrot the Clown
5. This Picture (Sleeping with Ghosts) [**]
I hold an image of the ashtray girl
Left cigarette burns on my chest
I wrote a poem that described our world
And put our friendship to the test
And late at night while I was on all fours
She used to watch me kiss the floor
What's wrong with this picture?
What's wrong with this picture?
Farewell the ashtray girl
Forbidden snowflake
Beware this troubled world
And watch out for earthquakes
Goodbye to open sores
To broken semaphore
You know we miss her
We miss her picture
Sometimes it's fated
(We)Disintegrate it
For fear of growin' old
Sometimes it's fated
(We) Assassinate it
For fear of growin' old
Farewell the ashtray girl
Angelic fruitcake
Beware this troubled world
Control your intake
Goodbye to open sores
Goodbye and furthermore
You know we miss her
We miss her picture
Sometimes it's fated
(We)Disintegrate it
For fear of growin' old
Sometimes it's fated
(We)Assassinate it
For fear of growin' old
Hang on
Though we tried
It's gone
Hang on
Though we tried
It's gone
Sometimes it's fated
(We) Disintegrate it
For fear of growin' old
Sometimes it's fated
(We) Assassinate it
For fear of growin' old
You can't stop growin' old
You can't stop growin' old
You can't stop growin' old
You can't stop growin' old
You can't stop growin' old
6. Bitter End (Sleeping with Ghosts) [**]
Since we're feeling so anesthetised
In our comfort zone
Reminds me of the second time
That I followed you home
We're running out of alibis
From the second of May
Reminds me of the summer time
On this winter's day
See you at the bitter end
See you at the bitter end
Every step we take that's synchronized
Every broken bone
Reminds me of the second time
That I followed you home
You shower me with lullabies
As you're walking away
Reminds me that it's killing time
On this fateful day
See you at the bitter end
See you at the bitter end
See you at the bitter end
See you at the bitter end
From the time we intercepted
Feels more like suicide...
See you at the bitter end
7. Special Needs (Sleeping with Ghosts) [**]
Remember me when you're the one who's silver screen
Remember me when you're the one you always dreamed
Remember me when everyone's noses start to bleed
Remember me, special needs
Just nineteen and sucker's dream I guess I thought you had the flavour
Just nineteen and dream obscene with six months off for bad behaviour
Remember me when you clinch your movie deal
And think of me stuck in my chair that has four wheels
Remember me through flash photography and screams
Remember me, special dreams
Just nineteen this sucker's dream I guess I thought you had the flavour
Just nineteen and dream obscene with six months off for bad behaviour
Just nineteen and sucker's dream I guess I thought you had the flavour
Just nineteen and dream obscene with six months off for bad behaviour
8. Protect Me From What I Want (Sleeping with Ghosts) [*]
It's that desease of the age
It's that desease that we crave
Alone at the end of the race
We catch the last bus home
Corporate America wakes
Coffee republic in case
We open the latch on the gate
Of the hole that we call our home
Protect me from what I want...
Protect me protect me
Maybe we're victims of fate
Remember when we'd celebrate
We'd drink and get high until late
And now we're all alone
Wedding bells ain't gonna chime
With both of us guilty of crime
And both of us sentenced to time
And now we're all alone
Protect me from what I want...
Protect me protect me
Protect me from what I want...
Protect me protect me
Protect me from what I want...
Protect me protect me
Protect me from what I want...
Protect me protect me
9. Running up that hill (Sleeping with Ghosts (SE)) [**]
It doesn't hurt me
You want to feel, how it feels?
You want to know, know that it doesn't hurt me?
You want to hear about the deal I'm making
You, you and me
And if I only could
Make a deal with God
get him to swap our places
Be running up that road
Be running up that hill
Be running up that building
If I only could, oh...
You don't want to hurt me
But see how deep the bullet lies
Unaware I'm tearing you asunder
There's a thunder in our hearts, baby
So much hate for the ones we love?
Tell me, we both matter, don't we?
You, you and me
You and me, won't be unhappy
And if I only could
Make a deal with God
And get him to swap our places
Be running up that road
Be running up that hill
Be running up that building
If I only could, oh
Come on, baby, c'mon c'mon darling
Let me steal this moment from you now
Come on, angel, c'mon, c'mon, darling
Let's exchange the experience
Oh...
And if I only could
Make a deal with God
And get him to swap our places
Be running up that road
Be running up that hill
(with)No problems
And if I only could
Make a deal with God
And I'd get him to swap our places
Be running up that road
Be running up that hill
No problems.
If I only could, be running up that hill
If I only could, be running up that hill
If I only could, be running up that hill
If I only could, be running up that hill
If I only could, be running up that hill
If I only could, be running up that hill
If I only could, be running up that hill |
