E-Bow The Letter
R.E.M.
1996
jaar
Top 40
Artiest
A-kant Titel
E-Bow The Letter
A-kant Lengte
05'24
A-kant Componist(en)
Bill Berry & Peter Buck & Mike Mills & Michael Stipe
A-kant Producer(s)
Scott Litt & R.E.M.
B-kant titel
Tricycle
B-kant lengte
01'59
B-kant componist(en)
Bill Berry & Peter Buck & Mike Mills & Michael Stipe
B-kant producer(s)
Scott Litt
Platenlabel
Warner Bros.
Hoogste positie UK
4
Hoogste positie US
49
Album
New Adventures In Hi-Fi
Tipparade
Songtekst
look up, what do you see?
all of you and all of me
flourescent and starry
some of them, they surprise
the bus ride, I went to write this, 4:00 a.m.
this letter
fields of poppies, little pearls
all the boys and all the girls sweet-toothed
each and every one a little scary
I said your name
I wore it like a badge of teenage film stars
hash bars, cherry mash and tinfoil tiaras
dreaming of Maria Callas
whoever she is
this fame thing, I don't get it
I wrap my hand in plastic to try to look through it
Maybelline eyes and girl-as-boy moves
I can take you far
this star thing, I don't get it
I'll take you over, there
I'll take you over, there
aluminium, tastes like fear
adrenaline, it pulls us near
I'll take you over
it tastes like fear, there
I'll take you over
will you live to 83?
will you ever welcome me?
will you show me something that nobody else has seen?
smoke it, drink
here comes the flood
anything to thin the blood
these corrosives do their magic slowly and sweet
phone, eat it, drink
just another chink
cuts and dents, they catch the light
aluminium, the weakest link
I don't want to disappoint you
I'm not here to anoint you
I would lick your feet
but is that the sickest move?
I wear my own crown and sadness and sorrow
and who'd have thought tomorrow could be so strange?
my loss, and here we go again
I'll take you over, there
I'll take you over, there
aluminium, tastes like fear
adrenaline, it pulls us near
I'll take you over
it tastes like fear, there
I'll take you over
look up, what do you see?
all of you and all of me
flourescent and starry
some of them, they surprise
I can't look it in the eyes
seconal, spanish fly, absinthe, kerosene
cherry-flavored neck and collar
I can smell the sorrow on your breath
the sweat, the victory and sorrow
the smell of fear, I got it
I'll take you over, there
I'll take you over, there
aluminium, tastes like fear
adrenaline, it pulls us near
I'll take you over
it tastes like fear, there
I'll take you over
pulls us near
tastes like fear...
nearer, nearer
over, over, over, over
yeah, look over
I'll take you there, oh, yeah
I'll take you there
oh, over
I'll take you there
over, let me
I'll take you there...
there, there, baby, yeah
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