Sting Şarkı Sözleri ( Lyrics ) - Sayfa 2

**Prenses** · 30.08.08, 23:11

Another Day

Every day
Every day and every day
Every day, every day
Every day

Every day that goes by
A new hungry baby starts to cry
Born astride a painful grave
Drowned in hunger's tidal wave
Pick a child that you can save
It'd be the only one

If Africa escapes starvation
Not only food but education
The desert grows with every minute
Trapping everybody in it
All the children look the same
They wonder why they came

But it's hard to tell the poison from the cure
It's harder still to know the reason why, why, why
The only thing I really know for sure
Is that another day, another day's gone by, bye,bye

Every day that goes by
A brand new missile points towards the sky
We're survivors of a game of chance
Beneath an arms race avalanche
If you survive this winter's cold
You'd be the only one

If we escape annihilation
Not only hope but education
The world is ruled by Bellophiles
Adding to their weapon piles
Imagine what your taxes buy
We hardly ever try

But it's hard to tell the poison from the cure
It's harder still to know the reason why, why, why
The only thing I really know for sure
Is that another day, another day's gone by, bye,bye

That this too solid flesh
Would melt and resolve into a dew
Suffocating lassitude
Drowning in my platitude
Trapped by insecurities
I'm not the only one
If I survive this dislocation
Have to use my education

The world is ruled by Bellophiles
Adding to their weapon piles
Imagine what your taxes buy
We hardly ever try

But it's hard to tell the poison from the cure
It's harder still to know the reason why, why, why
The only thing I really know for sure
Is that another day, another day's gone by

Bye bye
Bye bye, bye bye

Bye bye
Another day's gone by...

Sting

**Prenses** · 30.08.08, 23:12

Another Pyramid

Sad to say our mighty ruler
Is not really in the pink
Hopes could not be minuscular
That he'll come back from the brink
Not to beat around the bush
He looks like heading for his box
At the risk of seeming pushy
We must plan for future shocks

According to the hawk of Horus
Our most regal invalid
Is not that much longer for us
Build another pyramid

Build it, build it
Another pyramid
build it, build it

Though all doctors and physicians
Have been summoned to his bed
It'll soon be top morticians
We'll be calling for instead
With each wheeze the nation's humming
Egypt shakes with every cough
No two ways about what's coming
No discussion, bets are off

Soon our monarch will have filled the tomb
Just like his fathers did
Summon Egypt's greatest builder
Need another pyramid

Build it, build it
Another pyramid
Build it, build it

We hate to depress the nation
But our leader has been told
He should scrub his next vacation
Even put tonight on hold
This is where his loyal priesthood
Has the chance to do him proud
Holy leaders at the least should
See him happy to his shroud

He must have a vault that's grand by
Any standards for to live
Put five thousand slaves on standby
Build another pyramid...

Sting

**Prenses** · 30.08.08, 23:13

Be My Girl Sally

Won't you be my girl
Won't you be my girl
Won't you be my, be my, be my girl

Won't you be my girl
Won't you be my girl
Won't you be my, be my, be my girl

Won't you be my girl
Won't you be my girl
Won't you be my, be my, be my girl

Won't you be my girl
Won't you be my girl
Won't you be my, be my, Be my girl

I was blue and lonely, I couldn't sleep a wink
And I could only get unconscious if I'd had to much to drink
There was somehow, something wrong somewhere
And each day seemed grey and dead
The seeds of desperation were growing in my head
I needed inspiration, a brand new start in life
Somewhere to place affection, but I didn't want a wife
And then by lucky chance I saw in a special magazine
An ad that was unusual, the like I'd never seen
"Experience something different with our new imported toy
She's loving, warm, inflatible and a guarantee of joy."
She came all wrapped in cardboard, all pink and shrivelled down
A breath of air was all she needed to make her lose that frown
I took her to the bedroom and pumped her with some life
And later in a moment that girl became my wife
And so I sit her in the corner and sometimes stroke her hair
And when I'm feeling naughty I blow her up with air
She's cuddly and she's bouncy, she's like a rubber ball
I bounce her in the kitchen and I bounce her in the hall
And now my life is different since Sally came my way
I wake up in the morning and have her on a tray
She's everything they say she was and I wear a permanent grin
And I only have to worry in case my girl wears thin

Won't you be my girl, won't you be my girl
Won't you be my, be my, be my girl
Won't you be my girl, won't you be my girl
Won't you be my, be my, be my girl
Won't you be my girl, won't you be my girl
Won't you be my, be my, be my girl...

Sting

**Prenses** · 30.08.08, 23:13

Be Still My Beating Heart

Be still my beating heart
It would be better to be cool
It's not time to be open just yet
A lesson once learned is so hard to forget
Be still my beating heart
Or I'll be taken for a fool
It's not healthy to run at this pace
The blood runs so red to my face
I've been to every single book I know
To soothe the thoughts that plague me so

I sink like a stone that's been thrown in the ocean
My logic has drowned in a sea of emotion
Stop before you start
Be still my beating heart

Restore my broken dreams
Shattered like a falling glass
I'm not ready to be broken just yet
A lesson once learned is so hard to forget

Be still my beating heart
You must learn to stand your ground
It's not healthy to run at this pace
The blood runs so red to my face
I've been to every single book I know
To soothe the thoughts that plague me so
Stop before you start
Be still my beating heart

Never to be wrong
Never to make promises that break
It's like singing in the wind
Or writing on the surface of a lake
And I wriggle like a fish caught on dry land
And I struggle to avoid any help at hand

I sink like a stone that's been thrown in the ocean
My logic has drowned in a sea of emotion
Stop before you start
Be still my beating heart...

Sting

**Prenses** · 30.08.08, 23:14

Beneath A Desert Moon

From the mountains of the moon to the mighty delta
From the deserts of the West to the shining sea
Beneath the canopy of stars flowed the serpent river
Flowing through my father's land that he left to me

From the baker to the priest to the candle maker
From the highest to the low in my father's land
We make our offer to the sun 'fore the break of morning
Or else everything we have will just turn to sand

I have a lot to ask
I have a lot that I need to say
I have so much to do
And all I need is another day

From the soldier to the scribe to the carpet maker
All the different colored threads in a carpet loom
A woven tapestry of life is our mighty nation
This is the writing on the wall of my father's tomb

We have a lot to ask
We have a lot that we need to say
We have so much to do
And all we need is another day

Beneath the desert moon I call you
Beneath the desert moon I sing
Beneath the desert moon so lonely
I'm just a boy who would be king

With just the moon to guide us
We sometimes lose our way
If there's a light inside us
We'll follow, follow it to the brightness of the day

Every single blade of grass every yellow flower
Every ripple on the sea or the blue blue Nile
Every leaf on every tree every single creature
From the smallest little bird to the crocodile

We have a lot to ask
We have a lot that we need to say
We have so much to do
And all we need is another day

Beneath the desert moon I call you
Beneath the desert moon we sing
Beneath the desert moon we're waiting
Before the coming of the king

Beneath the desert moon that's sinking
We see the Eastern skies on fire
This is where darkness leaves
And shining waters fall
And let the shadows run
And we'll say, "welcome to the sun"

Brand new day...

From the mountains of the moon to the mighty delta
From the deserts of the West to the shining sea
Beneath the canopy of stars flowed the serpent river
Flowing through my father's land that he left to me...

Sting

**Prenses** · 30.08.08, 23:15

Big Lie Small World

I sat down and wrote this letter
Telling you that I felt better
Since you'd gone and I was free
I'm so happy

I have so little time to spare now
I'm wanted almost everywhere now
I make out like Casanova
Friends are always coming over

I signed my name as if I meant it
Sealed it with a kiss and sent it
The letter had improved my mood
Happy in my solitude

But halfway home I changed my tune
And when I saw my lonely room
The mirror caught my eye
When I sit down I cry

Big lie, small world
Big lie, small world

I had to intercept that letter
Telling you that I was better
I raced to catch the postman's van
He was leaving as I ran

I miss the bus I miss the train
I end up walking in the rain
Big dog chased me down the street
I hadn't had a bite to eat

Feeling sorry for myself
Wishing I was someone else
I walked across the city
'Cause I couldn't stand your pity

Big lie, small world
Big lie, small world

The place you live looks opulent
And obviously a higher rent
Than our cosy little room
I had this sense of doom

The landlord says you're out of town
That your new boyfriend's always around
The hour was getting late
So I sit down and wait

Here's the postman with my letter
Coming down the path, he'd better
Give that thing to me
I have to make him see

Begging doesn't do the trick
He thinks that I'm a lunatic
And then who comes upon the scene
But your new boyfriend Mr. Clean

I hit the postman, hit your lover
Grabbed the letter ran for cover
The police arrived in time for tea
Said they'd like to question me

I can only curse my fate
I have to face the magistrate
It hasn't been the best of days
I'd like to fly away

Big lie, small world
Big lie, small world...

Sting

**Prenses** · 30.08.08, 23:16

Black And White Army (Bringing The Pride Back)

Work up early this morning and I jumped out of bed
I didn't have to wear my work clothes
I put on this shirt instead
It's a black and white jersey, it's a thing I couldn't hide
'Cos it's almost a religion and I wear it with some pride

Now the streets are all empty in this little town of mine
I was born to make this journey like the ships outside
I've got my ticket to London, and a little bit of cash
I've got this black and white jersey nice and clean for the match..

Now tell me, why is the whole world staring?
Must be the shirt I'm wearing
Black and white army
Bringing the pride back home (we'll be)
Bringing the pride back home
Bringing the pride back home
Black and white army

It's been a long hard season, been a long hard year
And they're telling us that we're lucky
So lucky, to be here
But if we all stand together and hold our heads up high
We will raise up our voices and tell it to the sky
This time they can't deny us
This time they won't get by us

Black and white army
Bringing the pride back home (we'll be)
Bringing the pride back home
Bringing the pride back home
Black and white army

You'll never understand us if you thought that we'd give up
'Cos it's more than just a game,
And it's more than just a cup
'Cos we're marching the length of England
And I wouldn't tell no lie
I'll wear this black and white jersey 'til the day I die

Now tell me, why is the whole world staring?
Must be the shirt I'm wearing
Black and white army
Bringing the pride back home (we'll be)
Bringing the pride back home
Bringing the pride back home
Black and white army...

Sting

**Prenses** · 30.08.08, 23:17

Bombs Away

The general scratches his belly and thinks
His pay is good but his officers stink
Guerilla girl, hard and sweet
A military man would love to meet
The President looks in the mirror and speaks
His shirts are clean but his country reeks
Unpaid bills, in Afghanistan hills

Bombs away
But we're O.K.
Bombs away
In old Bombay

The general only wants to teach France to dance
His army life doesn't give him any romance
Guerilla girl, hard and sweet
A military man would love to meet
The general scratches his belly and thinks
His pay is good but his company stinks
Guerilla girl, hard and sweet
A military man would love to meet

Bombs away
But we're O.K.
Bombs away
In old Bombay
Bombs away
But we're O.K.
Bombs away
In old Bombay
Bombs away
But we're O.K.
Bombs away
In old Bombay
Bombs away
But we're O.K.
Bombs away
In old Bombay...

Sting

**Prenses** · 30.08.08, 23:18

Born In The 50's

We were born, born in the fifties
Born, born in the fifties
Born, born in the fifties
Born, born in the fifties

My mother cried
When president Kennedy died
She said it was the communists
But I knew better

Would they drop the bomb on us
While we made love on the beach
We were the class they couldn't teach
'Cause we knew better

We were born, born in the fifties
Born, born in the fifties
Born, born in the fifties
Born, born in the fifties

They screamed
When the Beatles sang
And they laughed when the King fell down the stairs
Oh they should've known better
Oh we hated our Aunts
Then we messed in our pants
Then we lost our faith and prayed to the TV
Oh we should've known better

We were born, born in the fifties
Born, born in the fifties
Born, born in the fifties
Born, born in the fifties

We freeze like statues on the pages of history
Living was never like this when we took all those G.C.E.'s
Oh, you opened the door for us
And then you turned to dust
You don't understand us
So don't reprimand us
We're taking the future
We don't need no teacher
Born, born in the fifties
Born, born in the fifties
Born, born in the fifties
Born, born in the fifties
Born, born in the fifties
Born, born in the fifties...

Sting

**Prenses** · 30.08.08, 23:19

Brand New Day

How many of you people out there
Been hurt in some kind of love affair?
And how many times did you swear
That you'd never love again?
How many lonely, sleepless nights?
How many lies, how many fights?
And why would you want to
Put yourself through all of that again?

Love is pain I hear you say
Love is a cruel and bitter way of
Paying you back for all the faith you ever had in your brain
How could it be that what you need the most
Can leave you feeling just like a ghost?
You never want to feel so sad and lost again

One day you could be looking
Through an old book in rainy weather
You see a picture of her smiling at you
When you were still together
You could be walking down the street
And who should you chance to meet?
But that same old smile you've been thinking of all day?

Why don't we turn the clock to zero honey?
I'll sell the stock we'll spend all the money
We're starting up a brand new day
Turn the clock all the way back
I wonder if she'll take me back
I'm thinking in a brand new way

Turn the clock to zero sister
You'll never know how much I missed her
Starting up a brand new day
Turn the clock to zero boss
The rivers wide we'll swim across
We're starting up a brand new day

It could happen to you
Just like it happened to me
There is simply no immunity
There's no guarantee
I say love is such a force if you find yourself in it
You need some time for reflection
You say, baby wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait a minute, wait a minute

Turn the clock to zero honey
I'll sell the stock we'll spend all the money
We're starting up a brand new day
Turn the clock to zero Mac
I'm begging her to take me back
I'm thinking in a brand new way

Turn the clock to zero boss
The rivers wide we'll swim across
Starting up a brand new day
Turn the clock to zero buddy
Don't wanna be no fuddy duddy
We're Starting up a brand new day

I'm the rhythm in your tune
I'm the sun and you're the moon
I'm the bat and you're the cave
You're the beach and I'm the wave
I'm the plough and you're the land
You're the glove and I'm the hand
I'm the train and you're the station
I'm the flagpole to your nation

I'm the present to your future
You're the wound and I'm the suture
You're the magnet to my pole
I'm the devil in your soul
You're the pupil I'm the teacher
You're the church and I'm the preacher
You're the flower I'm the rain
You're the tunnel I'm the train

Stand up, all you lovers in the world
Stand up and be counted, every boy and every girl
Stand up, all you lovers in the world
We're starting up a brand new day

You're the crop to my rotation
You're the sum of my equation
I'm the answer to your question
If you follow my suggestion
We could turn this ship around
And go up instead of down
You're the pan and I'm the handle
You're the flame and I'm the candle

Stand up, all you lovers in the world
Stand up and be counted, every boy and every girl
Stand up, all you lovers in the world
Starting up a brand new day...

Sting

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30.08.08, 23:11	#11 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Another Day Another Day Every day Every day and every day Every day, every day Every day Every day that goes by A new hungry baby starts to cry Born astride a painful grave Drowned in hunger's tidal wave Pick a child that you can save It'd be the only one If Africa escapes starvation Not only food but education The desert grows with every minute Trapping everybody in it All the children look the same They wonder why they came But it's hard to tell the poison from the cure It's harder still to know the reason why, why, why The only thing I really know for sure Is that another day, another day's gone by, bye,bye Every day that goes by A brand new missile points towards the sky We're survivors of a game of chance Beneath an arms race avalanche If you survive this winter's cold You'd be the only one If we escape annihilation Not only hope but education The world is ruled by Bellophiles Adding to their weapon piles Imagine what your taxes buy We hardly ever try But it's hard to tell the poison from the cure It's harder still to know the reason why, why, why The only thing I really know for sure Is that another day, another day's gone by, bye,bye That this too solid flesh Would melt and resolve into a dew Suffocating lassitude Drowning in my platitude Trapped by insecurities I'm not the only one If I survive this dislocation Have to use my education The world is ruled by Bellophiles Adding to their weapon piles Imagine what your taxes buy We hardly ever try But it's hard to tell the poison from the cure It's harder still to know the reason why, why, why The only thing I really know for sure Is that another day, another day's gone by Bye bye Bye bye, bye bye Bye bye Another day's gone by... Sting

30.08.08, 23:12	#12 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Another Pyramid Another Pyramid Sad to say our mighty ruler Is not really in the pink Hopes could not be minuscular That he'll come back from the brink Not to beat around the bush He looks like heading for his box At the risk of seeming pushy We must plan for future shocks According to the hawk of Horus Our most regal invalid Is not that much longer for us Build another pyramid Build it, build it Another pyramid build it, build it Though all doctors and physicians Have been summoned to his bed It'll soon be top morticians We'll be calling for instead With each wheeze the nation's humming Egypt shakes with every cough No two ways about what's coming No discussion, bets are off Soon our monarch will have filled the tomb Just like his fathers did Summon Egypt's greatest builder Need another pyramid Build it, build it Another pyramid Build it, build it We hate to depress the nation But our leader has been told He should scrub his next vacation Even put tonight on hold This is where his loyal priesthood Has the chance to do him proud Holy leaders at the least should See him happy to his shroud He must have a vault that's grand by Any standards for to live Put five thousand slaves on standby Build another pyramid... Sting

30.08.08, 23:13	#13 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Be My Girl Sally Be My Girl Sally Won't you be my girl Won't you be my girl Won't you be my, be my, be my girl Won't you be my girl Won't you be my girl Won't you be my, be my, be my girl Won't you be my girl Won't you be my girl Won't you be my, be my, be my girl Won't you be my girl Won't you be my girl Won't you be my, be my, Be my girl I was blue and lonely, I couldn't sleep a wink And I could only get unconscious if I'd had to much to drink There was somehow, something wrong somewhere And each day seemed grey and dead The seeds of desperation were growing in my head I needed inspiration, a brand new start in life Somewhere to place affection, but I didn't want a wife And then by lucky chance I saw in a special magazine An ad that was unusual, the like I'd never seen "Experience something different with our new imported toy She's loving, warm, inflatible and a guarantee of joy." She came all wrapped in cardboard, all pink and shrivelled down A breath of air was all she needed to make her lose that frown I took her to the bedroom and pumped her with some life And later in a moment that girl became my wife And so I sit her in the corner and sometimes stroke her hair And when I'm feeling naughty I blow her up with air She's cuddly and she's bouncy, she's like a rubber ball I bounce her in the kitchen and I bounce her in the hall And now my life is different since Sally came my way I wake up in the morning and have her on a tray She's everything they say she was and I wear a permanent grin And I only have to worry in case my girl wears thin Won't you be my girl, won't you be my girl Won't you be my, be my, be my girl Won't you be my girl, won't you be my girl Won't you be my, be my, be my girl Won't you be my girl, won't you be my girl Won't you be my, be my, be my girl... Sting

30.08.08, 23:13	#14 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Be Still My Beating Heart Be Still My Beating Heart Be still my beating heart It would be better to be cool It's not time to be open just yet A lesson once learned is so hard to forget Be still my beating heart Or I'll be taken for a fool It's not healthy to run at this pace The blood runs so red to my face I've been to every single book I know To soothe the thoughts that plague me so I sink like a stone that's been thrown in the ocean My logic has drowned in a sea of emotion Stop before you start Be still my beating heart Restore my broken dreams Shattered like a falling glass I'm not ready to be broken just yet A lesson once learned is so hard to forget Be still my beating heart You must learn to stand your ground It's not healthy to run at this pace The blood runs so red to my face I've been to every single book I know To soothe the thoughts that plague me so Stop before you start Be still my beating heart Never to be wrong Never to make promises that break It's like singing in the wind Or writing on the surface of a lake And I wriggle like a fish caught on dry land And I struggle to avoid any help at hand I sink like a stone that's been thrown in the ocean My logic has drowned in a sea of emotion Stop before you start Be still my beating heart... Sting

30.08.08, 23:14	#15 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Beneath A Desert Moon Beneath A Desert Moon From the mountains of the moon to the mighty delta From the deserts of the West to the shining sea Beneath the canopy of stars flowed the serpent river Flowing through my father's land that he left to me From the baker to the priest to the candle maker From the highest to the low in my father's land We make our offer to the sun 'fore the break of morning Or else everything we have will just turn to sand I have a lot to ask I have a lot that I need to say I have so much to do And all I need is another day From the soldier to the scribe to the carpet maker All the different colored threads in a carpet loom A woven tapestry of life is our mighty nation This is the writing on the wall of my father's tomb We have a lot to ask We have a lot that we need to say We have so much to do And all we need is another day Beneath the desert moon I call you Beneath the desert moon I sing Beneath the desert moon so lonely I'm just a boy who would be king With just the moon to guide us We sometimes lose our way If there's a light inside us We'll follow, follow it to the brightness of the day Every single blade of grass every yellow flower Every ripple on the sea or the blue blue Nile Every leaf on every tree every single creature From the smallest little bird to the crocodile We have a lot to ask We have a lot that we need to say We have so much to do And all we need is another day Beneath the desert moon I call you Beneath the desert moon we sing Beneath the desert moon we're waiting Before the coming of the king Beneath the desert moon that's sinking We see the Eastern skies on fire This is where darkness leaves And shining waters fall And let the shadows run And we'll say, "welcome to the sun" Brand new day... From the mountains of the moon to the mighty delta From the deserts of the West to the shining sea Beneath the canopy of stars flowed the serpent river Flowing through my father's land that he left to me... Sting

30.08.08, 23:15	#16 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Big Lie Small World Big Lie Small World I sat down and wrote this letter Telling you that I felt better Since you'd gone and I was free I'm so happy I have so little time to spare now I'm wanted almost everywhere now I make out like Casanova Friends are always coming over I signed my name as if I meant it Sealed it with a kiss and sent it The letter had improved my mood Happy in my solitude But halfway home I changed my tune And when I saw my lonely room The mirror caught my eye When I sit down I cry Big lie, small world Big lie, small world I had to intercept that letter Telling you that I was better I raced to catch the postman's van He was leaving as I ran I miss the bus I miss the train I end up walking in the rain Big dog chased me down the street I hadn't had a bite to eat Feeling sorry for myself Wishing I was someone else I walked across the city 'Cause I couldn't stand your pity Big lie, small world Big lie, small world The place you live looks opulent And obviously a higher rent Than our cosy little room I had this sense of doom The landlord says you're out of town That your new boyfriend's always around The hour was getting late So I sit down and wait Here's the postman with my letter Coming down the path, he'd better Give that thing to me I have to make him see Begging doesn't do the trick He thinks that I'm a lunatic And then who comes upon the scene But your new boyfriend Mr. Clean I hit the postman, hit your lover Grabbed the letter ran for cover The police arrived in time for tea Said they'd like to question me I can only curse my fate I have to face the magistrate It hasn't been the best of days I'd like to fly away Big lie, small world Big lie, small world... Sting

30.08.08, 23:16	#17 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Black And White Army (Bringing The Pride Back) Black And White Army (Bringing The Pride Back) Work up early this morning and I jumped out of bed I didn't have to wear my work clothes I put on this shirt instead It's a black and white jersey, it's a thing I couldn't hide 'Cos it's almost a religion and I wear it with some pride Now the streets are all empty in this little town of mine I was born to make this journey like the ships outside I've got my ticket to London, and a little bit of cash I've got this black and white jersey nice and clean for the match.. Now tell me, why is the whole world staring? Must be the shirt I'm wearing Black and white army Bringing the pride back home (we'll be) Bringing the pride back home Bringing the pride back home Black and white army It's been a long hard season, been a long hard year And they're telling us that we're lucky So lucky, to be here But if we all stand together and hold our heads up high We will raise up our voices and tell it to the sky This time they can't deny us This time they won't get by us Black and white army Bringing the pride back home (we'll be) Bringing the pride back home Bringing the pride back home Black and white army You'll never understand us if you thought that we'd give up 'Cos it's more than just a game, And it's more than just a cup 'Cos we're marching the length of England And I wouldn't tell no lie I'll wear this black and white jersey 'til the day I die Now tell me, why is the whole world staring? Must be the shirt I'm wearing Black and white army Bringing the pride back home (we'll be) Bringing the pride back home Bringing the pride back home Black and white army... Sting

30.08.08, 23:17	#18 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Bombs Away Bombs Away The general scratches his belly and thinks His pay is good but his officers stink Guerilla girl, hard and sweet A military man would love to meet The President looks in the mirror and speaks His shirts are clean but his country reeks Unpaid bills, in Afghanistan hills Bombs away But we're O.K. Bombs away In old Bombay The general only wants to teach France to dance His army life doesn't give him any romance Guerilla girl, hard and sweet A military man would love to meet The general scratches his belly and thinks His pay is good but his company stinks Guerilla girl, hard and sweet A military man would love to meet Bombs away But we're O.K. Bombs away In old Bombay Bombs away But we're O.K. Bombs away In old Bombay Bombs away But we're O.K. Bombs away In old Bombay Bombs away But we're O.K. Bombs away In old Bombay... Sting

30.08.08, 23:18	#19 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Born In The 50's Born In The 50's We were born, born in the fifties Born, born in the fifties Born, born in the fifties Born, born in the fifties My mother cried When president Kennedy died She said it was the communists But I knew better Would they drop the bomb on us While we made love on the beach We were the class they couldn't teach 'Cause we knew better We were born, born in the fifties Born, born in the fifties Born, born in the fifties Born, born in the fifties They screamed When the Beatles sang And they laughed when the King fell down the stairs Oh they should've known better Oh we hated our Aunts Then we messed in our pants Then we lost our faith and prayed to the TV Oh we should've known better We were born, born in the fifties Born, born in the fifties Born, born in the fifties Born, born in the fifties We freeze like statues on the pages of history Living was never like this when we took all those G.C.E.'s Oh, you opened the door for us And then you turned to dust You don't understand us So don't reprimand us We're taking the future We don't need no teacher Born, born in the fifties Born, born in the fifties Born, born in the fifties Born, born in the fifties Born, born in the fifties Born, born in the fifties... Sting

30.08.08, 23:19	#20 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Brand New Day Brand New Day How many of you people out there Been hurt in some kind of love affair? And how many times did you swear That you'd never love again? How many lonely, sleepless nights? How many lies, how many fights? And why would you want to Put yourself through all of that again? Love is pain I hear you say Love is a cruel and bitter way of Paying you back for all the faith you ever had in your brain How could it be that what you need the most Can leave you feeling just like a ghost? You never want to feel so sad and lost again One day you could be looking Through an old book in rainy weather You see a picture of her smiling at you When you were still together You could be walking down the street And who should you chance to meet? But that same old smile you've been thinking of all day? Why don't we turn the clock to zero honey? I'll sell the stock we'll spend all the money We're starting up a brand new day Turn the clock all the way back I wonder if she'll take me back I'm thinking in a brand new way Turn the clock to zero sister You'll never know how much I missed her Starting up a brand new day Turn the clock to zero boss The rivers wide we'll swim across We're starting up a brand new day It could happen to you Just like it happened to me There is simply no immunity There's no guarantee I say love is such a force if you find yourself in it You need some time for reflection You say, baby wait a minute, wait a minute Wait a minute, wait a minute Wait a minute, wait a minute Turn the clock to zero honey I'll sell the stock we'll spend all the money We're starting up a brand new day Turn the clock to zero Mac I'm begging her to take me back I'm thinking in a brand new way Turn the clock to zero boss The rivers wide we'll swim across Starting up a brand new day Turn the clock to zero buddy Don't wanna be no fuddy duddy We're Starting up a brand new day I'm the rhythm in your tune I'm the sun and you're the moon I'm the bat and you're the cave You're the beach and I'm the wave I'm the plough and you're the land You're the glove and I'm the hand I'm the train and you're the station I'm the flagpole to your nation I'm the present to your future You're the wound and I'm the suture You're the magnet to my pole I'm the devil in your soul You're the pupil I'm the teacher You're the church and I'm the preacher You're the flower I'm the rain You're the tunnel I'm the train Stand up, all you lovers in the world Stand up and be counted, every boy and every girl Stand up, all you lovers in the world We're starting up a brand new day You're the crop to my rotation You're the sum of my equation I'm the answer to your question If you follow my suggestion We could turn this ship around And go up instead of down You're the pan and I'm the handle You're the flame and I'm the candle Stand up, all you lovers in the world Stand up and be counted, every boy and every girl Stand up, all you lovers in the world Starting up a brand new day... Sting

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