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10-07-2008, 11:56 PM
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Gift of Screws album lyrics
Great Day
Long and slender altar in the sky And the warm winds blowing And the riverbed was flowing A star-crossed lover getting hotter and hotter Oh, I didn't mean to hover I just had to love her Swimming in the water Goggle at the moon The currents they caught her Hiding in my room Mirrors in her eyes She was wet, she was soakin' Ashes in the ocean and her heart was broken It was a great day, great day It was a great day, great day It was a great day, great day, great day, great day It was a great day, great day The day was dark and burning all the time we were learning The rules concerning the corner we were turning A wish that is walking is just a crime scene talking If it's a plea that you're copping it's just a door that you're locking Great day, great day It was a great day, great day It was a great day, great day, great day, great day It was a great day, great day It wasn't such a great day It wasn't such a great day It wasn't such a great day Time Precious Time Take all the time that you want Take all the time that you need Slow and easy, you might succeed Time precious time precious time precious time precious time Time precious time precious time precious time precious time Searching for scars that you hide Looking beneath every stone Half deep, half empty This must be home Time precious time precious time precious time precious time Time precious time precious time precious time precious time Remember, remember Time precious time precious time precious time precious time Time precious time precious time precious time precious time Remember, remember Did You Miss Me I took a trip out of town, a hundred years underground And had to swim across the sea Oh, when you were my baby Did you miss me in the morning? Did you miss me in the evening? When everyone is bound to dream And did you ever run where the wind blows? Did you ever go where I didn't know? Oh baby, did you miss me? A hundred years out of town Is not so long I found Just long enough to get free Oh, when you were my baby Did you miss me in the morning? Did you miss me in the evening? When everyone is bound to dream And did you ever run where the wind blows? Did you ever go where I didn't know? Oh baby, did you miss me? Look at us now, years fall down Show me how Check it out, hear the sound All these walls are coming down That's just you, that's just me Oh, when you were my baby Did you miss me in the morning? Did you miss me in the evening? When everyone is bound to dream And did you ever run where the wind blows? Did you ever go where I didn't know? Oh baby, did you miss me? Wait For You Tarantula passes by the window No one takes it as a sign No one cares which way the wind blows Someone's got to change your mind Every bone has been broken All rumours lost at sea Every word, every language has been spoken Someone's got to set you free I'm going to wait for you I'm going to wait for you Suicide days, suicide, suicide nights In the wheelchair almost blind Someone's going to have to pay the price Someone's got to change your mind I'm going to wait for you I'm going to wait for you Is it just that we must? Is it hear that we gear? Is it only that we're lonely? Is it there that we dare? Is it lies that we fight? Is it whores we adore? Is it god with a rod taking more, more, more? I'm going to wait for you I'm going to wait for you No one knows my name No one knows my name Walking down the street, baby, now Love Runs Deeper Well you came to me, you cooled my mind The stakes were high, impossible to describe I loved you little child, how you mystified Just a blinding flash, we were parallel lines Love runs deeper from the underground Love runs deeper from a broken home Black angel can't be alone Love runs deeper from the underground In the shadow moon steel tears I cried You were out of tune, it seemed to suit my dark side You had a prophet's pose and two states of mind I was sure I'd go, we were parallel lines Love runs deeper from the underground Love runs deeper from a broken home Black angel can't be alone Love runs deeper from the underground Love runs deeper from the underground Love runs deeper from the underground Love runs deeper from a broken home Black angel can't be alone Love runs deeper from the underground Bel Air Rain Fighting for a cause I can't remember anymore Well I guess you could say that I was framed Somebody said there would be a knock at my door Oh, but that knock, it never came I changed my name, I went insane Still I can't complain, standing in the Bel Air rain Standing in the Bel Air rain Standing in the Bel Air rain In my younger days I was mistaken for a whore I guess you could say I lived in shame Everyone's peace lives side by side with their war Oh, but eventually everyone gets tamed I changed my name, I went insane Still I can't complain, standing in the Bel Air rain Standing in the Bel Air rain Standing in the Bel Air rain Right Place To Fade I'm a little lost, let me find my way I'm a little dead, let me live Been living in the past, let me rise today Lead a selfish life, help me give How long, how long, how long, how long we wait Waiting for the light that might light our way Waiting for the right place to fade You were living under the reign of kings You were living under the gun I know it made you do a lot of things You wish that you'd never done How long, how long, how long, how long we hesitate Waiting for the light that might light our way Waiting for the right place to fade Come along, lay down and talk to me Tell me all your fear will allow It doesn't matter who we thought we were We ain't got time for that now How long, how long, how long, how long we wait Waiting for the light that might light our way Waiting for the right place to fade I swear, I swear, I swear it's not too late Waiting for the light that might light our way Waiting for the right place to fade Waiting for the right place to fade Waiting for the right place to fade Gift of Screws Way down here everybody needs Authority makes us bleed, bleed, bleed Essential oils are wrung The attar from the rose Is not expressed by suns alone It is the gift of screws Way down here everybody frowns Authority keeps us down, down, down Essential oils are wrung The attar from the rose Is not expressed by suns alone It is the gift of screws Underground Give us a song but don't live what you sing Say what you mean but please don't mean a thing I think I might wander underground I think I might wander underground They heard fifteen seconds and that was enough The idea was new but the business was rough I think I might wander underground I think I might wander underground I go to my lover, we lay on our bed Did I sell my heart for the dreams in my head? I think I might wander underground I think I might wander underground Treason I called you up, they said you weren't there Years ago I was low, why should I care? I wondered down where the sky meets the sand Closed my eyes, told you lies out of my hand Deep down there is freedom Deep down there will be a reason At the end of the season We will rise from this treason I walked around moonlit skies All alone, going home, hoping to fly Face down in the ocean Always gasping for air Saw your face full of grace trying not to care Deep down there is freedom Deep down there will be a reason At the end of the season We will rise from this treason I walk empty halls wondering what is true Behind garden walls I search for you Deep down in the ocean, deep down in the sea Saw your face full of grace searching for me Deep down there is freedom Deep down there will be a reason At the end of the season We will rise from this treason Deep down there is freedom Deep down there will be a reason At the end of the season We will rise from this treason We will rise from this treason We will rise from this treason We will rise from this treason
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 "Or maybe she's a witch, who transcends the boundaries of time and space, and traveled back to 1981, for her own reference." 
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10-08-2008, 12:25 PM
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Is it just that we must?
Is it hear that we gear? Is it only that we're lonely? Is it there that we dare? Is it lies that we fight? Is it whores we adore? Is it god with a rod taking more, more, more? During the song I had been trying to figure this part out, but couldn't get it. Is it here that we gear? What's up with that? Is he just making things up. Now, that whole part with a crime scene talking, a plea that we're copping, a door that we're locking . . . does end up making sense if you think about it enough. But not hear that we gear or even here that we gear. Anyway, thanks for putting all of them up. Michele
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10-08-2008, 12:34 PM
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10-08-2008, 03:50 PM
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10-08-2008, 04:02 PM
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Well, I think it's similar to a whip that is used on a horse that's driving a carriage. You whip and spur the horse to go faster and faster. The "god with a rod" would be the people in control extracting more, more, more from the people working for them. Harder, faster, bigger, better.
And coming next to the whores we adore line, it's the same Underground message. Bowing down to the commercial gods, the Billboard-rated machinery. But I do think "rod" serves a dual purpose, can have a double meaning there, as in "rock cock" from Wrong. Michele
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10-08-2008, 04:51 PM
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 Something along those lines anyway.
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10-08-2008, 08:33 PM
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As with the term kings, (as in we lived in the world of kings that made you do things you wish you'd never done) the term God here would seem to be the authority figures, people in power or the people making demands. For instance, in terms of celebrity and records, the Gods would not only be the record executives, but the general public and their expectations as well. Whoever it is that extracts the hefty price of you staying on top.
I see the God line in conjunction with "whores we adore" and I view the "whores we adore" -- based on Lindsey's Underground interpretation, as the members of Fleetwood Mac or anyone else that achieved Rumours level success and tried to keep it -- at whatever cost. Michele
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01-12-2009, 06:27 PM
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"Or maybe she's a witch, who transcends the boundaries of time and space, and traveled back to 1981, for her own reference."
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01-13-2009, 07:10 AM
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When these demos were floating around, I took the lyrics given on buckinghamnicks.net to be accurate... and to be honest, they sound closer to what I hear on the record than the official version of the lyrics!
Is it just a separate voice? Did you hear what they said? Is it only that you’re lonely? Did you stay here every day? Is your lie justified? Kick your holes through your door Did you dive with him right on the floor, floor, floor? Frankly, I think these are the right ones and Lindsey just doesn't want to say. 
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01-13-2009, 06:15 PM
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