Bjork - My spine

Tekst :

I adore
Back of necks
Beautifully shaven
Gives me,
Always, always, always, always, always, always,
A pretty rush down my spine

All those boys
With fascinating fingers
Working creating
Touching their tools
Gives me,
Always, always, always, always, always, always,
A pretty rush down my spine
Huh

Tell me stories
Play me the tunes
That crack you up
Gives me,
Always, always, always, always, always, always, always,
A pretty rush down my spine
Hah!

Inne utwory

  • Human behaviour
  • So broken
  • Car rhymes
  • Immature
  • The Arabian boy
  • A capella
  • Cover me (mix)
  • Unravel
  • Hope
  • Vertebrae by vertebrae
  • Pneumonia
  • Hidden place
  • Anchor song
  • The modern things
  • Army of me
  • Cvalda
  • Oceania
  • Lilith
  • Atlantic (The harbour)
  • Losowe utwory

    Resist succes

    Defeat our purpose
    But just which fate is worse?

    How long can we go on?
    W ecannot sell ourselves
    We ll take it on our terms
    No easy path to resist success
    You sell out, cash flows in
    Your sickly glitter grin...

    Immature

    How could i be so immature
    to think he would replace
    the missing elements in me?

    how extremely lazy of me!

    ...

    Tv radio

    You incomplete me, you tune me into
    Whitewash, spoon-fed, brain dead, sloth
    I’d watch the paint dry before giving in
    Black out, Stupor, inferior, insignificant
    False stars above keep us sedated
    Satellite, astronaut, Spaceship, the government
    I’m overdosing on reality
    Don’t stop the feed, no don’t touch the feed

    I am over you

    Gabriella:
    Here I am once again,
    Picking up the pieces,
    Of the mess youÂ’ve made,
    IÂ’m over you spoiling the fun,
    Give it a rest,
    Clean your own mess.
    Chorus:
    You have no control,
    Over everything thatÂ’s passed.
    Leave it be,
    DonÂ’t mess with me,
    I am over you,
    And over what youÂ’ve done.
    Sharpay:
    You always get what you want,
    What about me?
    IÂ’ve had my...

    Iconoclast

    Guardians of darkness set my spirit free
    From this land of madness,give me something to believe
    Your system and religion control me like a disease
    Strenght and determination
    Almost let you bleed
    They ll let you bleed

    No god s,no masters,no authority
    Only yourself
    Divine disciples controll your destiny,
    Believe in yourself

    Baptism of fire into society
    Crucified and brainwashed,told just...