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Gomez Album


Bring It On (04/13/1998)
04/13/1998
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I love this island but this island's killing me
Sitting here in silence, man I don't get no peace
The waves upon my shore take me away piece by piece
Gonna leave everything I know gonna head out towards the sea
Jump off this island gonna head out towards the sea

I love this city man but this city's killing me
Sitting here in all this noise man I don't get no peace
The cars below my street take me away piece by piece
Gonna leave everything I know gonna head out towards the sea
Gonna leave this city man, gonna head out towards the sea

Get miles away, get miles away, get miles away
Get miles

I love this planet but this planet's killin' me
Sitting here in all this grass man I don't get no weed
The sweat comin' from my pores take me away piece by piece
Gonna leave everything I know gonna head to the galaxy
Gonna leave this planet man, gonna head to the galaxy

Get miles away, get miles away, get miles away, get miles away, get miles away,
get miles away, get miles away

. . .



Once upon a time, not too long ago, we took a day out in Manchester
We all fall down, there's not enough hours in our day
Played a bit of football, fell in to the union, barged our way to the toilet
With the Kung Fu king, there's not enough hours in our day

I remember seeing someone dressed in a suit looking like a lunatic
And we all fall down, there's not enough hours in our trip
*Well, academy cartwheel's breakin' your hands
We got lovely posters for sale
And we all fall down, there's not enough hours in our day

We like lovin yeah, and the wine we share
We like lovin yeah, and the wine we share

Finally made our way back to the train, rolling in to Sheffield tonight
And we all fall down, there's not enough hours in our life
So try and guess my weight and wait at the station
We're whippin Picadilly tonight
And it all falls down, there not enough hours in our life

We like lovin yeah, and the wine we share

. . .



He's fine, don't make no sound, he's fine
She's fine but been around, she's fine

Said to her there's beauty
But all she sees is pain

He's fine, don't be unkind, he's fine
She's fine but wasting time

Said to her there's beauty
But all she sees is pain

He's fine, don't give no sign, he's fine
She's fine, she's fine, she is fine

Said to her there's beauty
But all she sees is pain

Said to her there's beauty in your eyes, in your eyes, in your eyes, in your

. . .



I was always told that you have to have the balls to break down
Now I'm older I'm not too sure
*I was always told that you had to have the high to low down [That's what the
tab book says but I'd go for - heart to meltdown]
An expert told me back in the war

Open hearted surgery never works
So eat your words or hide 'em in the dirt
Cos' I don't need nobody to know me
I don't want nobody to know

I was always told that you have to have the balls to break down
Now I'm older I'm not too sure
*I was always told that you had to have the high to low down
An expert told me back in the war

Open hearted surgery never works
So eat your words or hide 'em in the dirt
Cos' I don't want nobody to know me
I don't need nobody to know

Open hearted surgery never works
So eat your words or hide 'em in the dirt
Cos' I don't need nobody to know me
I don't want nobody to know


. . .



Take me down to where you hide
Lay me down, lay me down inside
What use now, hold back this Pacific tide

Tijuana lady where did you go
I been chasin' you around old Mehico
Gonna find my way back to San Diego

Baby where'd you hide
Take me down to where you hide
*Play me around, leave me all your sadness
Make no sound, cos I know you'll lie

Tijuana lady, let's take it slow
I know that I'm no head honcho
I'll keep you warm in my silky poncho

Tijuana lady where did you go
I heard you lost a last sombrero
Tijuana lady which way d'you flow
*I'm a el mariachi desperado

Where'd you hide
Tell me where'd you hide

*Enchilada desparado days
Senorita come back and meet me again
Buona vista, senorita, yeah

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*Here comes the breeze, come on, blow me up
*Planting the seed, come on sow me up
*Feel in the feeling, making our way through the storm
*We've been deceiving, making our way through the storm

*All we need's a little more to
Send a little message to ya, gonna get out our heads
Send a little message to ya, gonna get out our heads

*Here comes the air, come on, blow me up
*Harness the fair, come on, grow me up
Staring at nothing 'cos I can't make out what it is
Searching for something I just don't know what it is

All we need's a little water
Send a little message to ya, gonna get out our heads
Send a little message to ya, gonna get out our heads

Come on in, come in on and lay me down
And relax cos the world will collapse with you
Turn your red light in to blue

Why do you keep running around like that
Sit back 'cos this is gonna take a while
Theres no shame in going out of style
Why do you keep running around like that

Send a little message to ya, gonna get out our heads
Send a little message to ya, gonna get out our heads
Send a little message to ya, gonna get out our heads

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*Love is better than a warm trombone, when blown, softly by a two tone, brother
*Down on luck by chance, caress her head off at the boogaloo trance

With his hands in his pocket he could not lie
With his hands in his pocket he began to cry
With his hands in his pocket he lowered his eye
*He said "Miss I guess I ought to apologise, I've been fallin, I'm falling down"

The river of your lovelorn souls is getting deeper than the deepest dish washing
bowl
*Now brother get the dirt off your hands, it's getting darker than a
sun-chaser's the sun tan

With his hands in his pockethe could not lie
With his hands in his pockethe began to cry
With his hands in his pockethe lowered his eyes
*He said "Miss, I guess I ought to apologise, I've been fallin, I'm falling
down"

With his hands in his pockethe began to cry
With his hands in his pockethe could not lie
With his hands in his pockethe lowered his eyes
*He said "Miss, I guess I ought to apologise, I've been fallin, I'm falling

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I wear the same shoes as anyone
I get the same blues as everyone
So try and call me, I'm immobile man, yes I am

Got a haircut, got a silver tooth, gonna get myself arrested
Got some friends in my BMW, tryin' to get themselves arrested

I suck the same lines as anyone
I do the same time as anyone
Don't try and call me, I'm immobile man, yes I am

Got a haircut, got a silver tooth, gonna get myself arrested
Got some friends in my BMW, tryin' to get themselves arrested

He only grows for guys he knows and me
He only grows for guys he knows and me

Well alright

Don't try and call me I'm immobile man
Don't try and call me I'm immobile man, yes I am

Got a haircut, got a silver tooth, gonna get myself arrested
Got some friends in my BMW, tryin' to get themselves arrested


. . .



*'around' to 'along'*
I am free to run, I walk slowly along
I'm everyone, walking slowly along
I walk slowly along

And I've been walking far too long
Drag my feet like everyone
Always wanted to run away but walk slowly along

I feel so tired
Wanna sit here for a while,
I can see it in your smile
Come sit here, let's hold for a while

I've been walking far too long
Drag my feet like everyone
Always wanted to run away but walk slowly along
I walk slowly along
I walk slowly along

I'm free to run
I'm free to run
I'm free to run
I'm free to run
I'm free to run

. . .


Lost souls, you and I, my dear
Whiskey bottle and a .45, my dear
We're on a roll, suitcase and cellophane, my dear
Whiskey bottle and a .45 satisfies, my dear
And someone's whispering into my ear
Asking softly, "What do you fear today?"

'Cause in faithless times
I know your hate
I seen your crimes
I felt your cruelty
In the bubble gum years
In the bubble gum years

Wastin' time, lost my money
Found someone who'll call me honey
How we go was never clear
Go look for something much less sincere
My dear

Whiskey bottle and a .45 satisfies, my dear
And someone's whispering into my ear
Asking softly, "What do you fear today?"

'Cause in faithless times
I know your hate
I felt your crimes
I felt your cruelty
In the bubble gum years
In the bubble gum years
In the bubble gum years

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Gonna take that medicine, a cold, cold medicine, make me what I am
Gonna go down steady, gonna get my measure, I got credit with the medicine man

*Said I'm on fire, I'm on fire

Well, he mix the medicine and he take credit when he puts it in my hand
Gonna go down steady, gonna get my measure, I got credit with the medicine man

*Said I'm on fire, I'm on fire

Rie's car runnin' me over but I don't mind
Rie's car drivin' me homeward 'cos I don't drive

Rie's car runnin' me over, runnin' me over but I don't mind
Rie's car drivin' me homeward 'cos I don't drive

Well, I'm smokin' in bed again, I didn't get the sign that said I should be up
by ten
Gonna go down steady, gonna get my measure, I got credit with the medicine man

*Said I'm on fire, I'm on fire
*Said I'm on fire, I'm on fire
*Said I'm on fire, I'm on fire
*Said I'm on fire, I'm on fire

Rie's car runnin' me over but I don't mind
Rie's car drivin' me homeward 'cos I don't drive
Rie's car takin' me over but I don't mind
But I don't mind
But I don't mind

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[repeated wah-wah-wackity-wahs fading in]

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