Lady GaGa Living on the Radio LYRICS, VIDEO Debuted
I’m my own queen But I’m living on, living on the the radio That’s my dream
Stone river eyes And a lonely heart If I’m living on the radio They won’t tear me apart
10 steps and roses on the tree 10 steps and lonely nights But you’ve still got me On the road Road paved in gold
Baby you must believe Baby you must be free Keep living on, living on the radio That’s my dream
Baby you’ve gotta friend And so many little monsters, yeah Keep living on, living on the radio
And when there’s nowhere to go And your friends are gone And you only got your daddy to call It will be all right, honey ‘Cause your songs are on the radio
‘Cause the showbiz, all the caviar The champagne and the sold out shows But it will be all right honey ‘Cause your songs are on the radio
It's looking like a limb torn off Or altogether just taken apart We're reeling through an endless fall We are the ever-living ghost of what once was
But no one is ever gonna love you more than I do No one's gonna love you more than I do
And anything to make you smile It's a better side of you to admire But they should never take so long Just to be over then back to another one
But no one is ever gonna love you more than I do No one's gonna love you more than I do
Someone should have warned you When things start splitting at the seams and now The whole thing's tumbling down Things start splitting at the seams and now If things start splitting at the seams and now It's tumbling down Hard.
Did anything to make you smile You are the ever-living ghost of what once was I never want to hear you say That you're better off Or you liked it that way
'cause no one is ever gonna love you more than I do No one's gonna love you more than I do
But they really should have warned you When things start splitting at the seams and now The whole thing's tumbling down Things start splitting at the seams and now If things start splitting at the seams and now It's tumbling down Hard
Cee Lo Green No One's Gonna Love You The Lady Killer 2010
a) I love Monty and I wanted to celebrate his BDAY (Oct-17-1920) b) because I love, love, love this awesome song from Rufus Wainwright's album Release The Stars and c) because being that Monty lived in an era when being 'out' was very difficult I find that line about "why not just release the gates and let them all come out?" simply perfect!
Why do you keep all your stars in from your studio on Melrose Avenue? You've lost all your assets ?? in life-long contracts to you Didn't you know that old Hollywood is over?
Oh, can't you see all the good that celebrity can do for those in the dark? Yes of course, I am speaking in metaphors for something more in your heart Didn't you know that old Hollywood is over?
So why not just release the gates and let them all come out? Remember that without them there would be no Paramount No paramount need to hold on to what isn't yours Release the stars
The more that you fight, then the more they will scrutinize and realize just your size And believe me, you are no match for the public that has seen no ?? Didn't you know that old Hollywood is over?
Old Hollywood is over So why not just release the gates and let them all come out? Remember that without them there would be no Paramount No paramount need to hold on to what isn't yours Release the stars
Release the stars, release your love, release the stars Release your love, 'cause Hollywood is over Why do you keep all your stars in from your studio on Melrose Avenue?
To celebrate Fiona's 33rd birthday I decided to post what I consider the sweetiest breakup ballad ever written.
I opened my eyes While you were kissing me once more than once And you looked as sincere as a dog Just as sincere as a dog does, When it's the food on your lips with which it's in love
I bet you could never tell That I knew you didn't know me that well It is my fault you see You never learned that much from me
Oh you silly stupid pastime of mine You were always good for a rhyme And from the first, to the last time, the signs Said 'Stop' - but we went on whole-hearted It ended bad, but I love what we started It said 'Stop' - but we went on whole-hearted It ended bad, but I love what we started
I took off my glasses While you were yelling at me once more than once So as not to see you see me react Should've put 'em, should've put 'em on again So I could see you see me sincerely yelling back
I bet your fortressed face Belied your fort of lace It is by the grace of me You never learned what I could see
Oh you silly stupid pastime of mine You were always good for a rhyme And from the first to all the last times, all the signs Said 'Stop' - but we went on whole-hearted It ended bad, but I love what we started It said 'Stop' - but we went on whole-hearted It ended bad, but I love what we started
Fiona Apple Parting Gift Extraordinary Machine 2005 Directed by Spencer Maggart (aka Fiona's half brother)
I tell you how I feel, but you don't care I say tell me the truth, but you don't dare You say love is a hell you cannot bear And I say gimme mine back and then go there - for all I care
I got my feet on the ground And I don't go to sleep to dream You got your head in the clouds And you're not at all what you seem This mind, this body And this voice cannot be stifled by your deviantways So don't forget what I told you Don't come around, I got my own hell toraise
I have never been so insulted in all my life I could swallow the seas to wash down all this pride First you run like a fool just to be at my side And now you run like a food But you just run to hide, and I can't abide
I got my feet on the ground And I don't go to sleep to dream You got your head in the clouds And you're not at all what you seem This mind, this body And this voice cannot be stifled by your deviantways So don't forget what I told you Don't come around, I got my own hell toraise
Don't make it a big deal, don't be so sensitive We're not playing a game anymore You don't have to be so defensive Don't you plead me your case, don't bother to explain Don't even show me your face, ''cause it's a crying shame Just go back to the rock from under which you came Take the sorrow you gave and all the stakes you claim - And don't forget the blame
I got my feet on the ground And I don't go to sleep to dream You got your head in the clouds And you're not at all what you seem This mind, this body And this voice cannot be stifled by your deviantways So don't forget what I told you Don't come around, I got my own hell to raise
Sleep To Dream is the second single from Fiona's debut album Tidal (1996), and it was directed by french video and film auteur Stephane Sednoui.
In honor of today's MTV VIDEO MUSIC AWARDS I decided to post the second video from the 1997 MTV Video Music Awards, while accepting the 1997 MTV Video Music Award for "Best New Artist" for "Sleep to Dream," she proclaimed: "This world is bullshit, you shouldn't model your life on what you think that we think is cool, and what we're wearing and what we're saying, go with yourself" referring to the mainstream music industry. Host Chris Rock would comment on her speech later on during the program, saying, "That Fiona Apple was mad, huh? Fiona X was up here." Though her comments were generally greeted with cheers and applause at the awards ceremony, the media backlash was immediate.
However, Apple was unapologetic: "I just had something on my mind and I just said it. And that's really the foreshadowing of my entire career and my entire life. When I have something to say, I'll say it." Stand-up comedian Denis Leary included a satire of this speech on his album, Lock 'n Load, titled "A Reading from the Book of Apple". Janeane Garofalo parodied Apple's comments in light of the fact that her video for "Criminal" seemed to reinforce the same celebrity fixation on weight and appearance that Apple condemned. A while after that, both she and Janeane attended the same event, but instead of talking face to face with her the comedianne ignored Fiona all night, Apple responded to these criticisms in an article in Rolling Stone in January 1998 accepting her part of the blame but also by calli Garofalo "a cowardly bitch".
Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup, They slither while they pass, they slip away across the universe Pools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting through my open mind, Possessing and caressing me. Jai guru de va om Nothing's gonna change my world, Nothing's gonna change my world. Nothing's gonna change my world Nothing's gonna change my world.
Images of broken light which dance before me like a million eyes, That call me on and on across the universe, Thoughts meander like a restless wind inside a letter box they Tumble blindly as they make their way Across the universe Jai guru de va om Nothing's gonna change my world, Nothing's gonna change my world. Nothing's gonna change my world. Nothing's gonna change my world.
Sounds of laughter shades of earth are ringing Through my open ears inciting and inviting me Limitless undying love which shines around me like a million suns, it calls me on and on Across the universe Jai guru de va om Nothing's gonna change my world, Nothing's gonna change my world. Nothing's gonna change my world. Nothing's gonna change my world.
Jai guru de va, jai guru de va jai guru de va, jai guru de va jai guru de va.
Jai guru de va, jai guru de va.
The video for Across The Universe is the first Fiona video directed by Paul Thomas Anderson, for the soundtrack of the movie Pleasantville, and of course the original is a Beatles song.
You wanna make me sick; You wanna lick my wounds, Don't you, baby? You want the badge of honor when you save my hide But you're the one in the way Of the day of doom, baby If you need my shame to reclaim your pride And when I think of it, my fingers turn to fists I never did anything to you, man But no matter what I try You'll beat me with your bitter lies So call me crazy, hold me down Make me cry; got off now, baby- It wont be long till you'll be Lying limp in your own hand You feed the beast I have within me You wave the red flag, baby you make it run run run Standing on the sidelines, waving and grinning You fondle my trigger, then you blame my gun And when I think of it, my fingers turn to fists I never did anything to you, man But no matter what I try You'll beat me with your bitter lies So call me crazy, hold me down Make me cry; get off now, baby- It wont be long till you'll be Lying limp in your own hand
Limp was the second single from Fiona's second album "When The Pawn..." the video was directed by Paul Thomas Anderson.
About working with Fiona on her videos PT Anderson said:
"While we like working together and obviously benefit from it, we're aware of the super-couple stigma. We are consciously "trying to keep a slightly low profile because we realize that we would hate us. We want to stick to the work. I wanted to direct Fiona Apple videos before I went out with Fiona, so generally what we do is do cool videos together and keep our mouths shut about them."
The second video is Fiona's performance of the song on Saturday Night Live on Feb/19/00.
All that I see show me your ways teach me to meet my desires...with some grace
All that I fear don´t turn away and leave me to plead in this hole of a place...what if I never break estuary won´t you take me far away far away
All that I seek please police me I want you to police me but keep it clean uhhh...
now that you mean.. my day now let´s take them away (that´s why I hold you) Strong as you´ve seen bold as you behave (that´s why I hold you) you will always obey (that´s why I hold you)
All that I feel cap it away teach me to grieve and conspire with my age
All that I can see a gold mystic spree a seeithing routine I could never navigate maybe I like to stray
no harm it seems to be less so free...not today it´s like you want it that way
All that I see peaceful lifes run away from me run away from me
we would like to take the sights ( that´s why I hold you) and bring silence in disguise ( that´s why I hold you... dear) we would like to meet the buyer that is on your life that´s why I hold you that´s why I hold you dear that´s why I hold you....
Band: Interpol Song: Lights Album: Interpol Directed by Mr. Charlie White 2010Read more...
I did not take to analysis so I had to make up my mind And hold it for a while I would not just leave you without a kiss But I guess there must come a time And there is no more tears to cry
Thieves and snakes need homes .. need homes Barricade
It starts to feel like a barricade that keep us away to keep us away, it kind of does It starts to feel like a barricade to keep us away Keep us away
I could not lean on the politics cause I did't want to train my eye To hold so short a time anekatips Oh so high, just don't know where The blind could lead the sightless but I still like to witness thieves and snakes need homes .. need homes Barricade
It starts to feel like a barricade that keep us away to keep us away, it kind of does It starts to feel like a barricade to keep us away Keep us away
full speed half blind full tilt decline We turn to past times Full speed half blind
(You know us, you know us Say i'm sorry)
Sometimes it feel like a barricade that keep us away to keep us away, it kind of does It starts to feel like a barricade to keep us away Keep us away you know us
Full speed half blind full tilt decline we turn to past times full speed half blind full speed half blind full tilt decline onto all time full speed half blind
PS: This is the last album with bassist Carlos D (aka Carlos Dengler) , since he quit the band in May of this year, after finishing the recording of "Interpol."
I lie in an early bed Thinking late thoughts Waiting for the black To replace my blue I do not struggle In your web Because it was my Aim to get caught But daddy longlegs I feel that I'm finally Growing weary Of waiting to be Consumed by you Give me the first taste Let it begin Heaven cannot wait forever Darling, just start the chase I'll let you win But you must Make the endeavour
Oh, your love gives Me a heart confusion Adagio breezes fill My skin with sudden red Your hungry flirt Borders intrusion I'm building memories on Things we have not said Full is not heavy as empty Not nearly my love Not nearly my love Not nearly
Give me the first taste Let it begin Heaven cannot wait forever Darling, just start the chase I'll let you win But you must Make the endeavour
The First Taste Fiona Apple Tidal 1996 Directed by Dewey Nicks
*Fun fact about this video is that it was never release anywhere (not even in the U.S.) except in France, and it isn't even available on Fiona's official website, but now thanks to the magic of the internet is there for everyone to see.
Say it is only a paper moon Sailing over a cardboard sea, But it wouldn't be make believe If you believed in me.
Yes, it is only a canvas sky Hanging over a muslin tree, But it wouldn't be make believe If you believed in me.
Without your love, It's a honky-tonk parade. Without your love, It's a melody played in a penny arcade.
It's a Barnum and Bailey world, Just as phony as it can be, But it wouldn't be make believe If you believed in me.
Without your love, It's a honky-tonk parade. Without your love, It's a melody played in a penny arcade.
It's a Barnum and Bailey world Just as phony as it can be, But it wouldn't be make believe If you believed in me.
"It's only A Paper Moon"performed by sisters Fiona Apple and Maude Maggart (real name Amber Maggart), I think that although their voices have very different tones and ranges (Fiona's lower), this jazz standard from 1933 suits their tones very beautifully. The song has appeared in plays, movies and TV series and has being recorded by some of the biggest names in music, including: Tony Bennett, Rosemary Clooney, Nat King Cole, Natalie Cole, Bing Crosby, Miles Davis, Sammy Davis Jr, Ella Fitzgerald, Frank Sinatra, Barbra Streisand and Rufus Wainwright among many more.
I was staring at the sky, just looking for a star To pray on, or wish on, or something like that I was having a sweet fix of a daydream of a boy Whose reality I knew, was a hopeless to be had But then the dove of hope began it's downward slope And I believed for a moment that my chances Were approaching to be grabbed But as it came down near, so did a weary tear -I thought it was a bird, but it was just a paper bag -Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills 'cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold -Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love And I went crazy again today, looking for a strand to climb Looking for a little hope Baby said he couldn't stay, wouldn't put his lips to mine, And a fail to kiss is a fail to cope I said, "Honey, I don't feel so good, don't feel justified Come on put a little love here in my void,' - he said "It's all in your head,' and I said, "So's everything' - But he didn't get it - I thought he was a man But he was just a little boy -Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills 'cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold -Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love -Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills 'cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold -Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love
Fiona Apple Paper Bag WHEN THE PAWN... 1999 Directed by Paul Thomas Anderson
Continuing with my Fiona Apple celebration I'm posting this video for the song 'Paper Bag', because not only is one of my favorite songs, is also one of my favorite videos. A while ago I listened to an interview Fiona did exclusively for Itunes where she talked about how the story and title for this song is very literal, because one day she was in a car with her dad, saw a plastic bag and thought it was a bird, of course being a vegan when she wrote the song she changed it to paper, hahahahaha
I'm starting my "Let's celebrate Fiona Apple's birthday" by posting my all time favorite video, O'Sailor, from her 3rd (and so far last) album Extraordinary Machine (2005), directed by italian dynamo Floria Sigismondi.
I'm undecided about you again Mightn't be right that you're not here It's double-sided, cause I ruined it all- But also saved myself, by never believing you, Dear Everything good, I deem too good to be true Everything else is just a bore Everything I have to look forward to Has a pretty painful and very imposing before O' Sailor, why'd you do it What'd you do that for Saying there's nothing to it And then letting it go by the boards O' Sailor, why'd you do it What'd you do that forSaying there's nothing to it And then letting it go by the boards I have too been playing with fifty-two cards- Just cause I play so far from my vest Whatever I've got, I've got no reason to guard What could I do, but spend my best O' Sailor, why'd you do it What'd you do that for Saying there's nothing to it And then letting it go by the boards O' Sailor, why'd you do it What'd you do that for Saying there's nothing to it And then letting it go by the boards And after waiting, fighting patiently on my knees All the other stuff tired itself out first, not me And in its wake, appeared the touch and call Of a different breed One who set to get me wise, and got me there And then, got me And what a thing, to know what could be instead Oh, what a blessed curse; to see It took the agenda from its place in my bed Made a merry paramour of me O' Sailor, why'd you do it What'd you do that for Saying there's nothing to it And then letting it go by the boards O' sailor, why'd you do it What'd you do that for Giving me eyes to view it As it goes by the boards
we are the crowd, we're c-coming out got my flash on it's true, need that picture of you it's so magical, we'd be so fantastico leather and jeans, garage glamorous not sure what it means but this photo of us it don't have a price, ready for those flashing lights 'cause you know that baby I
I'm your biggest fan I'll follow you until you love me, papa-paparazzi baby, there's no other superstar you know that I'll be your papa-paparazzi promise I'll be kind, but I won't stop until that boy is mine baby you'll be famous, chase you down until you love me papa-paparazzi
I'll be your girl backstage at your show velvet ropes and guitars, yeah 'cause you're my rockstar in between the sets, eyeliner and cigarettes shadow is burnt, yellow dance and we turn my lashes are dry, purple teardrops I cry it don't have a price, loving you is cherry pie 'cause you know that baby I
I'm your biggest fan I'll follow you until you love me, papa-paparazzi baby there's no other superstar you know that I'll be your papa-paparazzi promise I'll be kind but I won't stop until that boy is mine baby you'll be famous, chase you down until you love me papa-paparazzi
real good, we dance in the studio snap snap, to that shit on the radio don't stop for anyone we're plastic but we still have fun
I'm your biggest fan I'll follow you until you love me, papa-paparazzi baby there's no other superstar you know that I'll be your papa-paparazzi promise I'll be kind but I won't stop until that boy is mine baby you'll be famous, chase you down until you love me papa-paparazzi
I want your ugly I want your disease I want your everything As long as it’s free I want your love Love love love I want your love
I want you drama The touch of your hand I want your leather studded kiss in the sand I want your love Love love love I want your love
You know that I want you And you know that I need you I want it bad A bad romance
I want your love and I want your revenge You and me could write a bad romance I want your love and All your lover’s revenge You and me could write a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Caught in a bad romance Ra ra-ah-ah-ah
Roma roma-ma GaGa Oh la-la Want your bad romance
I want your horror I want your design ‘Cuz you’re a criminal As long as you’re mine I want your love Love love love I want your love
I want your psycho Your vertigo shtick Want you in my rear window Baby you’re sick I want your love Love love love I want your love
You know that I want you (’Cuz I’m a free bitch baby) And you know that I need you I want it bad romance Your bad romance
I want your love and I want your revenge You and me could write a bad romance I want your love and All your lover’s revenge You and me could write a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Caught in a bad romance Ra ra-ah-ah-ah
Roma roma-ma GaGa Oh la-la Want your bad romance
Walk walk fashion baby work it Move that bitch c-razy Walk walk fashion baby work it Move that bitch c-razy Walk walk passion baby work it I’m a free bitch baby
I want your love And I want your revenge I want your love I don’t wanna be friends
Je veux ton amour Et je veux ta revenge Je veux ton amour I don’t wanna be friends (Want your bad romance I want your bad romance) Want your bad romance!
I want your love and I want your revenge You and me could write a bad romance I want your love and All your lover’s revenge You and me could write a bad romance
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