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Talking Heads - Fear of Music Album Lyrics
Talking Heads - Fear of Music Lyrics
Writer: DAVID BYRNE, BRIAN ENO
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, Tratore
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, Tratore
Mind
Time won't change you
Money won't change you
I haven't got the faintest idea
Everything seems to be up in the air at this time
I need something you change your mind
Drugs won't change you
Religion won't change you
Science won't change you
Looks like I can't change you
I try to talk to you, to make things clear
But you're not even listening to me...
And it comes directly from my heart to you...
I need something to change your mind.
Money won't change you
I haven't got the faintest idea
Everything seems to be up in the air at this time
I need something you change your mind
Drugs won't change you
Religion won't change you
Science won't change you
Looks like I can't change you
I try to talk to you, to make things clear
But you're not even listening to me...
And it comes directly from my heart to you...
I need something to change your mind.
Writer: DAVID BYRNE, JERRY HARRISON
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Paper
Hold the paper up to the light
(some rays pass right through)
Expose yourself out there for a minute
(some rays pass right through)
Take a little rest when the rays pass through
Take a little time off when the rays pass through
Go ahead and mess it up...Go ahead and tie it up
In a long distance telephone call
Hold on to that paper
Hold on to that paper
Hold on because it's been taken care of
Hold on to that paper
See if you can fit it on the paper
See if you can get it on the paper
See if you can fit it on the paper
See if you can get it on the paper
Had a love affair but it was only paper
(some rays they pass right through)
Had a lot of fun, could have been a lot better
(some rays they pass right through)
Take a little consideration, take every combination
Take a few weeks off, make it tighter, tighter
But it was never, it was never written down
Still might be a chance that it might work out (if you)
Hold on to that paper
Hold on to that paper
Hold on because it'll be taken care of
Hold on to that paper
Don't think I can fit it on the paper
Don't think I can get it on the paper
Go ahead and rip up, rip up the paper
Go ahead and tear up, tear up the paper
(some rays pass right through)
Expose yourself out there for a minute
(some rays pass right through)
Take a little rest when the rays pass through
Take a little time off when the rays pass through
Go ahead and mess it up...Go ahead and tie it up
In a long distance telephone call
Hold on to that paper
Hold on to that paper
Hold on because it's been taken care of
Hold on to that paper
See if you can fit it on the paper
See if you can get it on the paper
See if you can fit it on the paper
See if you can get it on the paper
Had a love affair but it was only paper
(some rays they pass right through)
Had a lot of fun, could have been a lot better
(some rays they pass right through)
Take a little consideration, take every combination
Take a few weeks off, make it tighter, tighter
But it was never, it was never written down
Still might be a chance that it might work out (if you)
Hold on to that paper
Hold on to that paper
Hold on because it'll be taken care of
Hold on to that paper
Don't think I can fit it on the paper
Don't think I can get it on the paper
Go ahead and rip up, rip up the paper
Go ahead and tear up, tear up the paper
Writer: DAVID BYRNE
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Cities
Think of London, small city
Dark, dark in the daytime
People sleep, sleep in the daytime
If they want to, if they want to
I'm checking them out, I'm checking them out
I got it figured out, I got it figured out
Good points some bad points
But it all works out, I'm a little freaked out
Find a city, find myself a city to live in
I will find a city, find myself a city to live in
Lot of rich people in Birmingham
Lot of ghosts in a lot of houses
Look over there! Dry ice factory
Good place to get some thinking done
I'm checking them out, I'm checking them out
I got it figured out, I got it figured out
Good points some bad points
But it all works out, I'm a little freaked out
Find a city, find myself a city to live in
I will find a city, find myself a city to live in
I'm checking them out, I'm checking them out
I got it figured out, I got it figured out
Good points some bad points
But it all works out, sometimes I'm a little freaked out
Find a city, find myself a city to live in
I will find a city, find myself a city to live in
I forget to mention, forget to mention Memphis
Home of Elvis and the ancient Greeks
Do I smell? I smell home cooking
It's only the river, it's only the river
I'm checking them out, I'm checking them out
I got it figured out, I got it figured out
Good points some bad points
But it all works out, I'm a little freaked out
Find a city, find myself a city to live in
I will find a city, find myself a city to live in
Find a city, find myself a city to live in
I will find a city, find myself a city to live in
Dark, dark in the daytime
People sleep, sleep in the daytime
If they want to, if they want to
I'm checking them out, I'm checking them out
I got it figured out, I got it figured out
Good points some bad points
But it all works out, I'm a little freaked out
Find a city, find myself a city to live in
I will find a city, find myself a city to live in
Lot of rich people in Birmingham
Lot of ghosts in a lot of houses
Look over there! Dry ice factory
Good place to get some thinking done
I'm checking them out, I'm checking them out
I got it figured out, I got it figured out
Good points some bad points
But it all works out, I'm a little freaked out
Find a city, find myself a city to live in
I will find a city, find myself a city to live in
I'm checking them out, I'm checking them out
I got it figured out, I got it figured out
Good points some bad points
But it all works out, sometimes I'm a little freaked out
Find a city, find myself a city to live in
I will find a city, find myself a city to live in
I forget to mention, forget to mention Memphis
Home of Elvis and the ancient Greeks
Do I smell? I smell home cooking
It's only the river, it's only the river
I'm checking them out, I'm checking them out
I got it figured out, I got it figured out
Good points some bad points
But it all works out, I'm a little freaked out
Find a city, find myself a city to live in
I will find a city, find myself a city to live in
Find a city, find myself a city to live in
I will find a city, find myself a city to live in
Writer: DAVID BYRNE
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Life During Wartime
Heard of a van that's loaded with weapons
Packed up and ready to go
Heard of some gravesites, out by the highway
A place where nobody knows
The sound of gunfire, off in the distance
I'm getting used to it now
Lived in a brownstone, lived in a ghetto
I've lived all over this town
This ain't no party, this ain't no disco
This ain't no fooling around
No time for dancing, or lovey-dovey
I ain't got time for that now
Transmit the message to the receiver
Hope for an answer someday
I got three passports, a couple of visas
You don't even know my real name
High on a hillside, the trucks are loading
Everything's ready to roll
I sleep in the daytime, I work in the nighttime
I might not ever get home
This ain't no party, this ain't no disco
This ain't no fooling around
This ain't no Mudd Club, or CBGB
I ain't got time for that now
Heard about Houston? Heard about Detroit?
Heard about Pittsburgh, PA?
You oughta know not to stand by the window
Somebody see you up there
I got some groceries, some peanut butter
To last a couple of days
But I ain't got no speakers, ain't got no headphones
Ain't got no records to play
Why stay in college? Why go to night school?
Gonna be different this time
Can't write a letter, can't send no postcard
I ain't got time for that now
Trouble in transit, got through the roadblock
We blended in with the crowd
We got computers, we're tapping phone lines
I know that that ain't allowed
We dress like students, we dress like housewives
Or in a suit and a tie
I changed my hairstyle, so many times now
I don't know what I look like
You make me shiver, I feel so tender
We make a pretty good team
Don't get exhausted, I'll do some driving
You ought to get you some sleep
Burned all my notebooks, what good are notebooks?
They won't help me survive
My chest is aching, burns like a furnace
The burning keeps me alive
Packed up and ready to go
Heard of some gravesites, out by the highway
A place where nobody knows
The sound of gunfire, off in the distance
I'm getting used to it now
Lived in a brownstone, lived in a ghetto
I've lived all over this town
This ain't no party, this ain't no disco
This ain't no fooling around
No time for dancing, or lovey-dovey
I ain't got time for that now
Transmit the message to the receiver
Hope for an answer someday
I got three passports, a couple of visas
You don't even know my real name
High on a hillside, the trucks are loading
Everything's ready to roll
I sleep in the daytime, I work in the nighttime
I might not ever get home
This ain't no party, this ain't no disco
This ain't no fooling around
This ain't no Mudd Club, or CBGB
I ain't got time for that now
Heard about Houston? Heard about Detroit?
Heard about Pittsburgh, PA?
You oughta know not to stand by the window
Somebody see you up there
I got some groceries, some peanut butter
To last a couple of days
But I ain't got no speakers, ain't got no headphones
Ain't got no records to play
Why stay in college? Why go to night school?
Gonna be different this time
Can't write a letter, can't send no postcard
I ain't got time for that now
Trouble in transit, got through the roadblock
We blended in with the crowd
We got computers, we're tapping phone lines
I know that that ain't allowed
We dress like students, we dress like housewives
Or in a suit and a tie
I changed my hairstyle, so many times now
I don't know what I look like
You make me shiver, I feel so tender
We make a pretty good team
Don't get exhausted, I'll do some driving
You ought to get you some sleep
Burned all my notebooks, what good are notebooks?
They won't help me survive
My chest is aching, burns like a furnace
The burning keeps me alive
Writer: Chris Frantz, Christopher Frantz, David Byrne, Jerry Harrison, Tina Weymouth
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Memories Cant Wait
Do you remember anyone here?
No you don't remember anything at all
I'm sleeping, I'm flat on my back
Never woke up, had no regrets
There's a party in my mind
And I hope it never stops
There's a party up there all the time
And they'll party till they drop
Other people can go home
Everybody else can split
I'll be here all the time
No, I can never quit
Take a walk through the land of shadows
Take a walk through the peaceful meadows
Don't look so disappointed
It isn't what you hoped for, is it?
There's a party in my mind
And I hope it never stops
I'm stuck here in this seat
I might not stand up
Other people can go home
Other people they will split
I'll be here all the time
No, I can never quit
Everything is very quiet
Everyone has gone to sleep
I'm wide awake on memories
These memories can't wait
These memories can't wait
These memories can't wait
These memories can't wait
These memories can't wait
These memories can't wait
These memories can't wait
No you don't remember anything at all
I'm sleeping, I'm flat on my back
Never woke up, had no regrets
There's a party in my mind
And I hope it never stops
There's a party up there all the time
And they'll party till they drop
Other people can go home
Everybody else can split
I'll be here all the time
No, I can never quit
Take a walk through the land of shadows
Take a walk through the peaceful meadows
Don't look so disappointed
It isn't what you hoped for, is it?
There's a party in my mind
And I hope it never stops
I'm stuck here in this seat
I might not stand up
Other people can go home
Other people they will split
I'll be here all the time
No, I can never quit
Everything is very quiet
Everyone has gone to sleep
I'm wide awake on memories
These memories can't wait
These memories can't wait
These memories can't wait
These memories can't wait
These memories can't wait
These memories can't wait
These memories can't wait
Writer: DAVID BYRNE, JERRY HARRISON
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Air
Air...Air
Hit me in the face
I run faster
Faster into the air
(I say to myself)
What is happening to my skin?
Where is that protection that I needed?
Air can hurt you too
Air can hurt you too
Some people say not to worry about the air
Some people never had experience with...
Air...Air
It can break your heart
So remember when the weather gets rough
(You'll say to yourself)
What is happening to my skin?
Where is that protection that I needed?
Air can hurt you too
Air can hurt you too
Some people say not to worry about the air
Some people don't know shit about the...
Air...
Hit me in the face
I run faster
Faster into the air
(I say to myself)
What is happening to my skin?
Where is that protection that I needed?
Air can hurt you too
Air can hurt you too
Some people say not to worry about the air
Some people never had experience with...
Air...Air
It can break your heart
So remember when the weather gets rough
(You'll say to yourself)
What is happening to my skin?
Where is that protection that I needed?
Air can hurt you too
Air can hurt you too
Some people say not to worry about the air
Some people don't know shit about the...
Air...
Writer: DAVID BYRNE
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Heaven
Everyone is trying
To get to the bar
The name of the bar
The bar is called heaven
The band in heaven
They play my favorite song
Play it one more time
Play it all night long
Heaven
Heaven is a place
A place where nothing
Nothing ever happens
Heaven
Heaven is a place
A place where nothing
Nothing ever happens
There is a party
Everyone is there
Everyone will leave
At exactly the same time
It's hard to imagine that
Nothing at all
Could be so exciting
Could be this much fun
Heaven
Heaven is a place
A place where nothing
Nothing ever happens
Heaven
Heaven is a place
A place where nothing
Nothing ever happens
When this kiss is over
It will start again
It will not be any different
It will be exactly the same
It's hard to imagine
That nothing at all
Could be so exciting
Could be this much fun
Heaven
Heaven is a place
A place where nothing
Nothing ever happens
Heaven
Heaven is a place
A place where nothing
Nothing ever happens
To get to the bar
The name of the bar
The bar is called heaven
The band in heaven
They play my favorite song
Play it one more time
Play it all night long
Heaven
Heaven is a place
A place where nothing
Nothing ever happens
Heaven
Heaven is a place
A place where nothing
Nothing ever happens
There is a party
Everyone is there
Everyone will leave
At exactly the same time
It's hard to imagine that
Nothing at all
Could be so exciting
Could be this much fun
Heaven
Heaven is a place
A place where nothing
Nothing ever happens
Heaven
Heaven is a place
A place where nothing
Nothing ever happens
When this kiss is over
It will start again
It will not be any different
It will be exactly the same
It's hard to imagine
That nothing at all
Could be so exciting
Could be this much fun
Heaven
Heaven is a place
A place where nothing
Nothing ever happens
Heaven
Heaven is a place
A place where nothing
Nothing ever happens
Writer: David Byrne, Jerry Harrison
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Capitol CMG Publishing, Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Capitol CMG Publishing, Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Animals
I'm mad and that's a fact
I found out animals don't help
Animals think they're pretty smart
Shit on the ground, see in the dark
They wander around like a crazy dog
Make a mistake in the parking lot
Always bumping into things
Always let you down, down, down, down
Eh, eh, eh, eh
Animals think they understand
Most of them are a big mistake
Animals want to change my life
I will ignore, I don't know such place
They're never there when you need them
They're never there when you call them
They're never there when you need them
They're never there when you call them down
Down, down, down
I know the animals are laughing at us
Don't even know what a joke is
I won't follow animal's advice
I don't care if they're laughing at us
They're never there when you need them
They're never there when you call them
They're never there when you need them
They're never there when you call them down
Down, down
Eh, eh, eh
They say they don't need money
They're living on nuts and berries
They say animals don't worry
They're living on nuts and berries
You know animals are hairy?
They say animals don't worry
They think they know what's best
They're making a fool of us
They ought to be more careful
They're setting a bad example
They say animals don't worry
They're living on nuts and berries
They're setting a bad example
They ought to be more careful
You know animals are hairy?
They're living on nuts and berries
They want to know what's best
They're making a fool of us
They ought to be more careful
They're setting a bad example
They like to laugh at people
They're setting a bad example
They have untroubled lives
They think every thing's nice
They say they don't need money
They say animals don't worry
They're living on nuts and berries
You know animals are hairy?
They think they know what's best
They're making a fool of us
They like to laugh at people
They're making a bad example
They say they don't need money
You know animals are hairy?
They're living on nuts and berries
They say they don't need money
They're setting a bad example
I found out animals don't help
Animals think they're pretty smart
Shit on the ground, see in the dark
They wander around like a crazy dog
Make a mistake in the parking lot
Always bumping into things
Always let you down, down, down, down
Eh, eh, eh, eh
Animals think they understand
Most of them are a big mistake
Animals want to change my life
I will ignore, I don't know such place
They're never there when you need them
They're never there when you call them
They're never there when you need them
They're never there when you call them down
Down, down, down
I know the animals are laughing at us
Don't even know what a joke is
I won't follow animal's advice
I don't care if they're laughing at us
They're never there when you need them
They're never there when you call them
They're never there when you need them
They're never there when you call them down
Down, down
Eh, eh, eh
They say they don't need money
They're living on nuts and berries
They say animals don't worry
They're living on nuts and berries
You know animals are hairy?
They say animals don't worry
They think they know what's best
They're making a fool of us
They ought to be more careful
They're setting a bad example
They say animals don't worry
They're living on nuts and berries
They're setting a bad example
They ought to be more careful
You know animals are hairy?
They're living on nuts and berries
They want to know what's best
They're making a fool of us
They ought to be more careful
They're setting a bad example
They like to laugh at people
They're setting a bad example
They have untroubled lives
They think every thing's nice
They say they don't need money
They say animals don't worry
They're living on nuts and berries
You know animals are hairy?
They think they know what's best
They're making a fool of us
They like to laugh at people
They're making a bad example
They say they don't need money
You know animals are hairy?
They're living on nuts and berries
They say they don't need money
They're setting a bad example
Writer: DAVID BYRNE
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Electric Guitar
Electris guitar gets run over by a car on the highway
This is a crime against the state
This is the meaning of life.
To tune this electric guitar
An electric guitar is brought in to a court of law
The judge and the jury (twelve members of the jury)
All listening to records
This is a crime against the state
This is the verdict they reach:
Never listen to electric guitar
Electric guitar is copies, the copy sounds better
Call this the law of justice, call this freedom and liberty
I thought I perjure myself, right infront of the jury!
Is this a crime against the state? No!
This is the verdict they reach:
Someone controls electric guitar.
This is a crime against the state
This is the meaning of life.
To tune this electric guitar
An electric guitar is brought in to a court of law
The judge and the jury (twelve members of the jury)
All listening to records
This is a crime against the state
This is the verdict they reach:
Never listen to electric guitar
Electric guitar is copies, the copy sounds better
Call this the law of justice, call this freedom and liberty
I thought I perjure myself, right infront of the jury!
Is this a crime against the state? No!
This is the verdict they reach:
Someone controls electric guitar.
Writer: DAVID BYRNE, JERRY HARRISON
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Drugs
And all I see is little dots
Some are smeared and some are spots
Feels like a murder but that's alright
Somebody said there's too much light
Pull down the shade and it's alright
It'll be over in a minute or two.
I'm charged up don't put me down
Don't feel like talking don't mess around
I feel mean I feel okay
I'm charged up electricity
The boys are making a big mess
This makes the girls all start to laugh
I don't know what they're talking about
The boys are worried, the girls are shocked
They pick the sound and let it drop
Nobody know what they're talking about
I'm charged up I'm kinda wooden
I'm barely moving I study motion
I study myself I fooled myself
I'm charged up it's pretty intense
I'm charged up don't put me down
Don't feel like talking don't mess around
I feel mean I feel okay
I'm charged up electricity
Some are smeared and some are spots
Feels like a murder but that's alright
Somebody said there's too much light
Pull down the shade and it's alright
It'll be over in a minute or two.
I'm charged up don't put me down
Don't feel like talking don't mess around
I feel mean I feel okay
I'm charged up electricity
The boys are making a big mess
This makes the girls all start to laugh
I don't know what they're talking about
The boys are worried, the girls are shocked
They pick the sound and let it drop
Nobody know what they're talking about
I'm charged up I'm kinda wooden
I'm barely moving I study motion
I study myself I fooled myself
I'm charged up it's pretty intense
I'm charged up don't put me down
Don't feel like talking don't mess around
I feel mean I feel okay
I'm charged up electricity
Writer: DAVID BYRNE, BRIAN ENO
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Fear of Music is the third studio album by the American new wave band Talking Heads, released on August 3, 1979, by Sire Records. It was recorded at locations in New York City during April and May 1979 and was produced by Brian Eno and Talking Heads. The album reached number 21 on the Billboard 200 and number 33 on the UK Albums Chart. It spawned the singles "Life During Wartime", "I Zimbra", and "Cities".
Fear of Music received favorable reviews from critics. Praise centered on its unconventional rhythms and frontman David Byrne's lyrical performances. The album is often considered one of Talking Heads' best releases and has been featured in several publications' lists of the best albums of all time.
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Talking HeadsFear of Music received favorable reviews from critics. Praise centered on its unconventional rhythms and frontman David Byrne's lyrical performances. The album is often considered one of Talking Heads' best releases and has been featured in several publications' lists of the best albums of all time.
Genre(s): New wave, post-punk, art rock, psychedelic funk
Producer(s): Brian Eno, Talking Heads
Length: 40:40
Released: August 3rd, 1979
Year: 1979