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Garbage - Not Your Kind of People Album Lyrics



Garbage - Not Your Kind of People Lyrics






Automatic Systematic Habit

The lies lies lies
You love those lies,
You tell them straight,
Straight to my face
They feel so right
They keep you safe
And you're so...

Good at it, oh it comes automatic
Lies more lies
I can tell they're lies
I can see right through,
You have see-through eyes

Knocked down like a?
This time I won't be your dirty little secret
Not for you, not for me, not for your other lover
I won't be your dirty little secret

Oh a man like you
Keep me up at night
You want your women at home
And your bed on the side
You've got a telephone girl that you carry around
In your jean back pocket with a?
And you're so...

Sly about it, oh it feels automatic
Yeah, you're so good at it
Oh it feels automatic
Sly about it, oh it feels automatic
Yeah, you're so good at it
A systematic habit

Knocked down like a?
This time I won't be your dirty little secret
Tell mother, tell your father, tell your friends, tell your teacher
I won't be your dirty little secret
I won't be your dirty little secret

Automatic systematic habit [x10]

Knocked down like a?
This time I won't be your dirty little secret
Not for you, not for me, not for your other lover
I won't be your dirty little secret
I won't be your dirty little secret

Knocked down like a?
This time I won't be your dirty little secret
Tell your mother, tell your brother, tell your friends, tell your teacher
I won't be your dirty little secret
I won't be your dirty little secret
I won't be, I won't
I won't be, I won't
I won't, I won't
I won't be knocked down
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Writer: Bryan David Vig, Douglas Elwin Erickson, Shirley Ann Manson, Steve W Marker
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




Big Bright World

We are difficult to understand
It was hard to make this simple plan work
Difficult, but that's what made it burn

You're a satellite around my heart
One million before the start
Indescribable, but that's what makes it you

Shivers up and down my spine
Feet to the teeth
Inside this big, bright world
Inside this big, bright world
Inside this big, bright world
We rage against the dying
Rage against the dying light

You're mysterious, you make no sense
I love you 'cause you're innocent
You fell out through a hole inside the sun

So magnify the best inside me
Build the parts that you can't find me
The parts that won't give out when things get hard

Shivers up and down my spine
Feet to the teeth
Inside this big, bright world
Inside this big, bright world
Inside this big, bright world

Round and around in the setting sun
Round and around in the setting sun
Round and around in the setting sun
Round and around and around and around and around

Inside this big, bright world
Inside this big, bright world
Inside this big, bright world
Rage against the dying
Rage against the dying light

I'm with you [x8]
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Writer: Bryan David Vig, Douglas Elwin Erickson, Shirley Ann Manson, Steve W Marker
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




Blood For Poppies

To lift the sun,
I've been sitting here all night long
Rolling rock, over Buddah with the longhorn
Got a hole, rip a pocket off my uniform
With the black watch boys
Get your heads down
Oooh
Duty calls, but it's way too late
I'm too far gone
Waiting for God, oh hell
With my pants down
Crack the stash
Then be quiet in the midday sun
I miss my dog, and I miss my freedom
Ooh ooh oohh

I don't know why they are calling on the radio
They know I'm here just out of sight
I don't know why they are calling on the radio
It's by my side, and I know I'm right
I don't know why they are calling on the radio
They know I'm here just out of sight
I don't know why they are calling on the radio
It's by my side, and I know I'm right

I hate the things I think about you
When I'm all alone
I know you're tough
But I've been gone
For so long
Play the memories of you
Inside my head
So all these pictures of us
Burn and radiate
Watch the clouds, and I'm falling
Falling through the cracks
Head beats
And my heart is pounding fast
Off the ground
Into the starry dark, into your arms
I'm falling
Ooh ooh oohh

I don't know why they are calling on the radio
They know I'm here just out of sight
I don't know why they are calling on the radio
It's by my side, and I know I'm right
I don't know why they are calling on the radio
They know I'm here just out of sight
I don't know why they are calling on the radio
It's by my side, and I know I'm right

I pray my body's right
I've got to stay alive
I've gotta take a chance and keep on moving
Keep on moving

I don't know why they are calling on the radio
They know I'm here just out of sight
I don't know why they are calling on the radio
It's by my side, and I know I'm right
I don't know why they are calling on the radio
They know I'm here just out of sight
I don't know why they are calling on the radio
It's by my side, and I know I'm right

I don't know why they are calling on the radio
They know I'm here just out of sight
I don't know why they are calling on the radio
It's by my side, and I know I'm right
I don't know why they are calling on the radio
They know I'm here just out of sight
I don't know why they are calling on the radio
It's by my side, and I know I'm right
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Writer: Bryan David Vig, Douglas Elwin Erickson, Shirley Ann Manson, Steve W Marker
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




Control

The world might end,
The night might fall.
Rain on down and cover us all,
And drown us with the burdens of our sins.
Maybe I'll look you in the eye,
Tell you, you don't wanna die.
Maybe I'll hold my breath and jump right in.
Maybe I'll hold my breath and jump right in.

I never saw you coming from inside my little prison,
Your autograph would really buy me time.
If you think you are the reason,
Give me something to believe in.
It's always darkest right before the dawn.
It's always darkest right before the dawn.

I confess I've lost control,
I let my guard down,
I let the truth out.
Oh I confess I've lost control,
I let my guard down,
I let the truth out.

The final celebration,
A bad hallucination.
Flip a coin and see which way I fall,
The shark tail is singing.
We love to watch him killing,
And suffer through a never ending day.
Suffer through a never ending day.

I can feel I've lost control,
I let my guard down,
I let the truth out.
Oh I can feel I've lost control,
You let your guard down,
You let the truth out.

I was trapped like a prisoner in my skin.
I was punished like an enemy for my sins.
I was blind,
I was caged,
And I was tricked,
And I was suffocating.
I was suffocating.

I can feel I've lost control,
Oh I can feel we've lost control.
I was suffocating.
I confess I've lost control,
And I was suffocating.
If I was suffocating,
I can feel we've lost control.
Feel my hunger.
Feel my hunger.

Oooh... oooh... oooh... oooh...

I was suffocating

Oooh... oooh... oooh... oooh...
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Writer: Bryan David Vig, Douglas Elwin Erickson, Shirley Ann Manson, Steve W Marker
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




Not Your Kind Of People

We are not your kind of people.
You seem kind of phoney.
Everything's a lie.
We are not your kind of people.
Something in your makeup.
Don't see eye to eye.

We are not your kind of people.
Don't want to be like you.
Ever in our lives.
We are not your kind of people.
We fight when you start talking.
There's nothing but white noise

Ahhh.... Ahhh.... Ahhh.... Ahhh....

Running around trying to fit in,
Wanting to be loved.
It doesn't take much.
For someone to shut you down.
When you build a shell,
Build an army in your mind.
You can't sit still.
And you don't like hanging round the crowd.
They don't understand

You dropped by as I was sleeping.
You came to see the whole commotion.
And when I woke I started laughing.
The jokes on me for not believing.

We are not your kind of people.
Speak a different language.
We see through your lies.
We are not your kind of people.
Won't be cast as demons,
Creatures you despise.

We are extraordinary people.
We are extraordinary people.
We are extraordinary people.
We are extraordinary people.
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Writer: Bryan David Vig, Douglas Elwin Erickson, Shirley Ann Manson, Steve W Marker
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




Felt

Felt sure you felt something
Felt sure, but it really was nothing.
You felt, but you're only guessing.
They're only feelings baby, they're only feelings.

Felt I'd left you hanging.
Felt sure I'd stopped myself caring.
You felt, that I'd stopped believing
They're only feelings baby, they're only feelings.

What is real? Is real reason?
What is real? Is real reason?
What is real? Is real reason?
What is real?
I still get you. Do you still get me?

Felt my skin on your skin.
Felt sure, sensations like raining.
You felt no logical thinking.
They're only feelings baby, they're only feelings.

Lo-lo-lo-lo-lo
Lo-lo-lo-lo-lo
Lo-lo-lo-lo-lo
Lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo
Lo-lo-lo-lo-lo
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Writer: Bryan David Vig, Douglas Elwin Erickson, Shirley Ann Manson, Steve W Marker
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




I Hate Love

Your words are pretty but I already know who you are.
I knew you before you met me long before we would part.
Before you tricked me and laid on my bones.
Before you kissed me and buried my hope.
Before you stole stole my spirit and rode the show into the wall.

They shore you up. They lay all their dreams on you.
They let you in and you start to believe you're soft as a miracle.
Unfurled, I was new and unfurled.
Innocent and open as any lamb and hoping for paradise.

Yeah I hate love.
Yeah I hate love.
So I hate love.
Yeah I hate love.

Love leaves you desperate and feeling a fool.
Love makes you ruthless and love makes you cruel.
And love makes you crazy with nothing but lies.
Love promises nothing and then your love dies.

Unfurled, I was new and unfurled.
Innocent and open as any lamb and hoping for paradise.

Yeah I hate love.
Yeah I hate love.
So I hate love.
Yeah I hate love.

Then your love dies.
Then your love dies.
Then your love dies.
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Writer: Bryan David Vig, Douglas Elwin Erickson, Shirley Ann Manson, Steve W Marker
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




Sugar

Give me sugar
Give me, something sweet
I've spent a lifetime
Feelin' incomplete
If I sound bitter
Or if I come too late
Please reconsider
I don't need much on my plate
Just give me sugar

Don't come close, please keep at a distance,
Look but don't touch till the light goes on
Silence in line and please wait at the window
Don't touch the glass till the curtain calls

Wait, wait... don't make me wait
Wait, wait... don't make me wait
Just give me sugar

Give me sugar
Give me, something deep
Don't make a habit
Of crawling on my knees
But this is different
Can't you see I'm in control
This is the moment
Where all your dreams have flown
Just give me sugar

Don't come close, please keep at a distance,
Look but don't touch till the light goes on
Silence in line and please wait at the window
Don't touch the glass till the curtain calls

Wait, wait... don't make me wait
Wait, wait... don't make me wait
Just give me sugar

To hook her on
Sugar to hook her on
Some sugar to hook her on
Sugar to hook her on

Oh won't someone love me
Won't someone love me
Won't someone love me
Oh won't someone love me
Like you
Like you
Like you
Like you
Someone like you
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Writer: Bryan David Vig, Douglas Elwin Erickson, Shirley Ann Manson, Steve W Marker
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




Battle In Me

Look at you
An accident of drinking
What a mess
A train wreck of lipstick
What a joke, but do you hear me laughing?
Get out my face, before I lose my patience
Now me and you, let's cut this party
Little boy, it takes a lot to shake me
So shake it

It's the battle in me
It's the battle in you
It's the battle in me
It's the battle in you

It's a bloody war of attrition
Let's see which one of us is going to last the night
'Cause I have all of my wits around
And I'll be damned if I'm done
White rabbit plays right when the room starts spinning
Make it hard, I want something to happen
So make it happen

It's the battle in me
It's the battle in you
It's the battle in me
It's the battle in you

Let's take a torch
To the past and the future
And let's make out
I won't tell your girlfriend
See how it feels with a passion burning
We'll be damned when we're done

Shake it, shake it
Shake it off
Shake it, shake it
Shake it off
Shake it, shake it
Shake it off
Shake it, shake it off

'Cause it's the battle in you
It's the battle in me
'Cause it's the battle in you
It's the battle in me

Shake it, shake it
Shake it off
Shake it, shake it
Shake it off
Shake it, shake it
Shake it off
Shake it, shake it
Shake it off
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Writer: Bryan David Vig, Douglas Elwin Erickson, Shirley Ann Manson, Steve W Marker
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




Man On A Wire

I looked into the mirror
What did I see?
There was a big black beast
Looking back at me

You looked into my eyes
What did you see?
You saw a big black beast
Magnified in me

Like a man on a wire
I set myself on fire
Destroyer of a dream
Trying to find a spark
Desperate for love
Like a man on a wire

I was like a volcano
Just waiting to explode
But I have been resurrected, reborn
And I have been transformed
I was a green eyed monster
Could you tell I was afraid?
I sat myself down and shot my fear in the face

Like a man on a wire
I set myself on fire
Destroyer of a dream
Trying to find a spark
Desperate for love
Like a man on a wire
I set myself on fire
Destroyer of a dream
Trying to find a spark
Desperate for love
Like a man on a wire

That's right

Yeah, I see you sitting around
With your wristwatch
And your white collared shirt
I see you
Hoping to watch me fail
Uh-uh!
You're hoping to watch me fail
Uh-uh!
I sat myself down and shot my fear in the face

Like a man on a wire
I set myself on fire
Destroyer of a dream
Trying to find a spark
Desperate for love
Like a man on a wire
I set myself on fire
Destroyer of a dream
Trying to find a spark
Desperate for love
Like a man on a wire
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Writer: Bryan David Vig, Douglas Elwin Erickson, Shirley Ann Manson, Steve W Marker
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




Beloved Freak

You're not certain when you feel hurt
Get violent when you deal
With how the world drags you along
You're not alone

Nothing good was ever free
No one gets it, no one sees
So here you stand, beloved freak
You're not alone
You're not alone
You're not alone
Sometimes we get so tired and weak
We lose the sky beneath our feet
You're not alone

Every comet throws an arc
And scars our vision 'cross the dark
When we're gone we will remain
You're not alone

People lie and people steal
They misinterpret how you feel
And so we doubt and we conceal
You're not alone

Don't worry for me
Just think of yourself, think of yourself
Don't worry for me
Just think of yourself, think of yourself

When we're gone we will remain
When we're gone we will remain
When we're gone we will remain
When we're gone we will remain

So here you stand, beloved freak
The world is at your feet
Here you stand, beloved freak
The world is at your feet

This little light of mine
I'm going to let it shine
This little light of mine
I'm going to let it shine
This little light of mine
I'm going to let it shine
Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine

And so you stand, beloved freak
The world is lying at your feet
There you stand, beloved freak
Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine
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Writer: Bryan David Vig, Douglas Elwin Erickson, Shirley Ann Manson, Steve W Marker
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




Back to: Garbage


Not Your Kind of People is the fifth studio album by American rock band Garbage. It was released on May 11, 2012, through the band's own record label, Stunvolume. The album marks the return of the band after a seven-year hiatus that started with previous album Bleed Like Me.

Guitarist Duke Erikson said at the launch of the record that "working with Garbage again was very instinctual. Like getting on a bicycle...with three other people." The band emphasized that they did not want to reinvent themselves, but embrace their sonic identity, reflecting their classic sound whilst updating it for 2012.

Although Shirley Manson's morose dispositions have a presence on the record, many of the songs share a more optimistic outlook on life, influenced by some of Manson's personal experiences during their hiatus.

Recorded mostly at various recording studios in California, Not Your Kind of People was produced by Garbage, and was engineered and mixed by Billy Bush.

Photos for the album package were shot by Autumn de Wilde at the Paramour Mansion in Silver Lake, Los Angeles.

Not Your Kind of People was preceded by the release of "Blood for Poppies" as the lead single internationally, while in the United Kingdom, "Battle in Me" was marketed as the album's lead single. The album also spawned three more singles, "Automatic Systematic Habit", "Big Bright World", and "Control"

. Not Your Kind of People received a generally positive reception from critics. It debuted at number 17 on the Billboard 200, at number 10 on the UK Albums Chart, peaked at number three on Billboard's Independent Albums chart and topped the Alternative Albums chart.
Genre(s): Alternative, Alternative rock, electronic rock
Producer(s): Garbage, Billy Bush
Length: 42:50
Released: May 11th, 2012
Year: 2012

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