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Phoenix - United Album Lyrics



Phoenix - United Lyrics






Schools Rules

(Instrumental)
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Too Young

Baby when I saw you turning at the end of the street
I knew a time was gone and it took me like ages
Just to understand that I was afraid to be a simple guy
I tried my best to smile but deep inside my heart
I felt it was shouting like a crowd dancing
I guess I couldn't live without the things that made my life what it is

Can't you hear it calling oh yeah
Everybody's dancin' oh yeah
Tonight everything is over
I feel too young

I can't lie on my bed without thinking I was wrong
But when this feeling calls this world becomes another
Nighttime won't hold me in your arms again
I got a very good friend who says he can't believe the love I give
Is not enough to end your fears
I guess I couldn't live without the things that made my life what it is

Can't you hear it calling oh yeah
Everybody's shakin' oh yeah
Tonight everything is over
I feel too young

Oh rainfalls and hard times coming they won't leave me tonight
I wish I knew what I was doing
Just do let this spirit survive
Everybody's dancing oh yeah
I guess I couldn't live without the things that made my life what it is

Can't you hear it calling oh yeah
Everybody's dancing oh yeah
Tonight everything is over
I feel too young
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Writer: SIDNEY LIPPMAN, SYLVIA DEE
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group




Honeymoon

Every Sunday
I go to Hollywood
I buy my ticket
To see the midnight show
And every Sunday
I live my honeymoon
You rule my body
I just feel how it's good
My mind aches
You bust my real thoughts
When you're with me
Till the night's awayI am sittin'
I watch the fireworks
It's no matter of time
I feel the midnight crush
Feelin' without knowing the other
Tonight, let me handle this affair
Let me handle this affair
There's no ending
Light fades in my eyes
I don't want nobody
To burn my Hollywood
Every Sunday
I go to Hollywood
It's worth waitin
'To see the midnight show
And every Sunday
I live my honeymoon
You rule my body
I just feel how it's good
Feelin' without knowing the other
Tonight, let me handle this affair
Let me handle this affair
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Writer: CHRISTIAN MAZZALAI, FREDERIC MOULIN, LAURENT MAZZALAI, THOMAS CROQUET
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




If I Ever Feel Better

They say an end can be a start
Feels like I've been buried yet I'm still alive
It's like a bad day that never ends
I feel the chaos around me
A thing I don't try to deny
I'd better learn to accept that
There are things in my life I can't control

They say love ain't nothing but a sore
I don't even know what love is
Too many tears have had to fall
Don't you know I'm so tired of it all
I have known terror dizzy spells
Finding out the secrets words won't tell
Whatever it is it can't be named
There's a part of my world that's fading away

You know I don't want to be clever
To be brilliant or superior
True like ice, true like fire
Now I know that a breeze can blow me away
Now I know there's much more dignity
In defeat than in the brightest victory
I'm losing my balance on the tight rope
Tell me please, tell me please, tell me please...

If I ever feel better
Remind me to spend some good time with you
You can give me your number
When it's all over I'll let you know

Hang on to the good days
I can lean on my friends
They help me going through hard times
But I'm feeding the enemy
I'm in league with the foe
Blame me for what's happening
I can't try, I can't try, I can't try...

No one knows the hard times I went through
If happiness came I miss the call
The stormy days ain't over
I've tried and lost know I think that I pay the cost
Now I've watched all my castles fall
They were made of dust, after all
Someday all this mess will make me laugh
I can't wait, I can't wait, I can't wait...

If I ever feel better
Remind me to spend some good time with you
You can give me your number
When it's all over I'll let you know

If I ever feel better
Remind me to spend some good time with you
You can give me your number
When it's all over I'll let you know

It's like somebody took my place
I ain't even playing my own game
The rules have changed well I didn't know
There are things in my life I can't control
I feel the chaos around me
A thing I don't try to deny
I'd better learn to accept that
There's a part of my life that will go away

Dark is the night, cold is the ground
In the circular solitude of my heart
As one who strives a hill to climb
I am sure I'll come through I don't know how
They say an end can be a start
Feels like I've been buried yet I'm still alive

I'm losing my balance on the tight rope
Tell me please, tell me please, tell me please...

If I ever feel better
Remind me to spend some good time with you
You can give me your number
When it's all over I'll let you know

If I ever feel better
Remind me to spend some good time with you
You can give me your number
When it's all over I'll let you know

If I ever feel better
Remind me to spend some good time with you
You can give me your number
When it's all over I'll let you know
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Writer: CHIKARA UEDA, CHRISTIAN MAZZALAI, FREDERIC MOULIN, LAURENT MAZZALAI, THOMAS CROQUET
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




Party Time

Summertime is gone
And I don't wanna lose you
I don't wanna see you any more
Forget about the sun
I want my city
I want what's pretty too
Party time Party time
Party time Party time
Take me to the place
That makes me happy
I think I'm ready too
Don'tcha know my name
I knew it yesterday
We don't have much to say
Party time Party time
Party time Party time
Summertime is gone
And I don't wanna lose you
I don't wanna see you any more
Forget about the sun
I want my city
I want what's pretty, too
Party time Party time
Party time Party time
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Writer: CHRISTIAN MAZZALAI, FREDERIC MOULIN, LAURENT MAZZALAI, THOMAS CROQUET
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




On Fire

Baby, our city's on fire
Don't you know it's going to be alright
Alright, alright, alright
Lately, running through the bombs
Don't you know it's going to last all night
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright.
Baby, revolution is over
You and me it's going to be alright
Alright, alright, alright
Hard times won't last forever
Don't you know we've got some real good time
Alright, alright, alright
There was a time
She called me sweet, my hero, my cute thing
I gave her all the love I got
Baby, for you I'm a man
This is how I got to prove my love (I love that)
Baby, left me for another
Don't you know it's going to be alright
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright
There was a time
She called me sweet, my hero, my cute thing
I gave her all the love I got
Baby, our city's on fire
Don't you know it's going to be alright
Alright, alright, alright
Hard times won't last forever
Don't you know we've got some real good time
Alright, alright, alright
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Writer: CHRISTIAN MAZZALAI, FREDERIC MOULIN, LAURENT MAZZALAI, THOMAS CROQUET
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




Embuscade

(Instrumental)
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Summer Days

I've spent all summer days driving
I'm tired of holidays ruined
No more take-away's, expired food
I need a real day
Time runs faster when you're loaded
Bright lights blind me all weak
Living in the city, I'm a high-speed drill
I need a full day diving
Tons of heavyweight food
Roosters from the sister islands too
I'd better get working
I'm bored with all that brainwashing
Let's break all separate rooms
Changing's no fun if you don't want to
I need a good day sailing
To tell the sun and the moon
That I am turning for no reasons too
And I keep waiting
Driving to the gas station
Caught by a traffic jam blues
Life is nonsense, I don't have a clue
I need a cool day riding
Feeding all the horses at dawn
Searching for the truffles, going through the woods
Then I'll be waiting
I've passed all summer days driving
I'm tired of holidays ruined
No more take-away's, expired food
I need a full day diving
Tons of heavyweight food
Roosters from the sister islands too
I'd better get working

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Writer: CHRISTIAN MAZZALAI, FREDERIC IGNACE MAURICE VIDAL, LAURENT MAZZALAI, THOMAS CROQUET
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




Funky Squaredance

Hopeful days and stormy nights
I ain't got much to win, not much to lose
Under the burden of my loneliness
It feels so hard to win, so hard to lose
I won't enjoy my collection of stamps
When I'm six feet under the ground

Lonely streets and dusty roads
Lord it's a long way to go back home
Under the burden of your heart of stone
You shrug your shoulders as I decompose
Please keep a eye on those red haired boys
Someday they'll play drum with my shinbones

Now your chewing-gum on my coffin
Take me where I long to be

I can't believe that you want me to wear
The evening tails that will fit my corpse
I don't need a tuxedo
There's no bouncer in the after world
I only just left my dying bed and
Your making curtains out of my shroud

Don't you dig my grave with some excavator
Use a blood stained sword and a snow-white horse, please

A last ride in the city's hearse
Few miles away from heaven above
A few more minutes 'till they bury me
A few more weeks 'till worms lick my bones
I won't enjoy my collection of stamps
Now I'm five feet under the ground

Stormy days and lonely nights
Lord it's a long way to go back home

All the boys raise your hands up in the air (yeah)
Now all the girls raise your hands up in the air (yeah)
Everybody one more time (yeah)
Let's all have a real good time together
One, two, three, let's go

Funky squaredance, funky squaredance, funky squaredance

Tonight's the night girls, yeah
Come on, let's get all antsy

Funky squaredance, funky squaredance, funky squaredance
Funky squaredance, funky squaredance, funky squaredance
Funky squaredance, funky squaredance, funky squaredance
Funky squaredance, funky squaredance, funky squaredance

Funky squaredance, funky squaredance, funky squaredance
Funky squaredance, funky squaredance, funky squaredance
Funky squaredance, funky squaredance, funky squaredance
Funky squaredance, funky squaredance, funky squaredance

Funky squaredance, funky squaredance, funky squaredance

You seem so glad my place is free
Now you're dancing on my grave
What a cruel way to treat a friend

Live my life in dignity
Well I must confess
Looking for a place

Everybody has to demonstrate
And everybody has to see you wait
Thinking of a real way to see

What matters is the love that you give
Remember all the thing that you've seen
Does another go and never seen

Nothing in my forgotten years
Life got a little serious
Give me real self-esteem

It's buried in my P-A-S-T
Give a lot, a whole lot recieved
Heaven-sent T.N.T.

Uh, can't go further, losing

I cant go losing my mind
Remember all the game have I tried
Buried in my P-A-S-T

We call love late at day
Late at night I dropped in hate
Dropping in a heaven fantasy

Heaven knows what I'm gonna do
Living in a lonesome avenue
Done in the P-A-S-T

Go without the love I receive
K-A-R-I-E E-L-E-I-S-O-N
Mmm, everybody, has got to demonstrate

Everybody has a T-I-U
He has things you'd never do
Thinking in a real avenue

What matters is the love that you give

Funky squaredance, funky squaredance, funky squaredance
Funky squaredance, funky squaredance, funky squaredance
Funky squaredance, funky squaredance, funky squaredance
Funky squaredance, funky squaredance, funky squaredance
Funky squaredance, funky squaredance, funky squaredance
Funky squaredance, funky squaredance, funky squaredance
Funky squaredance, funky squaredance, funky squaredance
Funky squaredance, funky squaredance, funky squaredance
Funky squaredance, funky squaredance, funky squaredance
Funky squaredance, funky squaredance, funky squaredance
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Writer: AUGUST JOHNSON, CHRISTIAN MAZZALAI, FREDERIC MOULIN-VIDAL, LAURENT MAZZALAI, THOMAS CROQUET
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC




Definitive Breaks

(Instrumental)
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United is the debut studio album by French indie pop band Phoenix, released in 2000. Singles released from the album include "Too Young", "If I Ever Feel Better" and "Party Time".
Genre(s): Indie pop
Producer(s): Phoenix, Philippe Zdar
Released: June 8th, 2000
Year: 2000

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