Nouvelle Vague Album

(feat. Eloisia)
(Joy Division)

When routine bites hard
And ambitions are low.
And resentment rides high
But emotions won't grow.
And we're changing our ways
Taking different roads.

Then love, love will tear us apart again.
Love, love will tear us apart again.

Why is the bedroom so cold
Turned away on your side?
Is my timing that flawed
Every feeling run so dry?
Yet there's still this appeal
that we've kept through our lives.

And love, love will tear us apart again.
Love, love will tear us apart again.

Do you cry out in your sleep,
All my failings expose?
Gets a taste in my mouth
As desperation takes hold.
Why is it something so good
Just can't function no more?

And Love, love will tear us apart again.
Love, love will tear us apart again.

(feat. Eloisia)
(Depeche Mode)

When I'm with you baby
I go out of my head
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
All the things you do to me
And everything you said
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
We slip and slide as we fall in love
And I just can't seem to get enough

We walk together
We're walking down the street
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
Everytime I think of you
I know we have to meet
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
It's getting hotter, it's a burning love
And I just can't seem to get enough

And when it rains
You're shining down for me
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
Just like a rainbow
You know you set me free
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
You're like an angel and you give me your love

(feat. Camille)
(Tuxedomoon)

In a Manner of speaking
I just want to say
That I could never forget the way
You told me everything
By saying nothing

In a manner of speaking
I don't understand
How love in silence becomes reprimand
But the way that i feel about you
Is beyond words

Oh give me the words
Give me the words
That tell me nothing
Ohohohoh give me the words
Give me the words
That tell me everything

In a manner of speaking
Semantics won't do
In this life that we live we only make do
And the way that we feel
Might have to be sacrificed

So in a manner of speaking
I just want to say
That just like you I should find a way
To tell you everything
By saying nothing.

Oh give me the words
Give me the words
That tell me nothing
Ohohohoh give me the words
Give me the words
That tell me everything

Oh give me the words
Give me the words
That tell me nothing
Ohohohoh give me the words
Give me the words

(feat. Camille)
(The Clash)

When they kick at your front door
How you gonna come?
With your hands on your head
Or on the trigger of your gun

When the law break in
How you gonna go?
Shot down on the pavement
Or waiting on death row

You can crush us
You can bruise us
But you'll have to answer to
Oh, the guns of Brixton

The money feels good
And your life you like it well
But surely your time will come
As in heaven, as in hell

You see, he feels like Ivan
Born under the Brixton sun
His game is called survivin'
At the end of the harder they come

You know it means no mercy
They caught him with a gun
No need for the Black Maria
Goodbye to the Brixton sun

You can crush us
You can bruise us
Yes, even shoot us
But oh-the guns of Brixton

When they kick at your front door
How you gonna come?
With your hands on your head
Or on the trigger of your gun

You can crush us
You can bruise us
Yeah, even shoot us
But oh-the guns of Brixton

Shot down on the pavement
Waiting in death row
His game is called survivin'
As in heaven as in hell

You can crush us
You can bruise us
But you'll have to answer to

(feat. Melanie Pain)
(P.I.L)

This is not a love song

Happy to have
Not to have not
Big business is
Very wise
I'm crossing over into
Enter prize

This is not a love song
This is not a love song
This is not a love song
This is not a love song

I'm adaptable
And I like my role
I'm getting better and better
And I have a new goal
I'm changing my ways
Where money applies
This is not a love song

This is not a love song
This is not a love song
This is not a love song
This is not a love song

I'm going over to the over side
I'm happy to have
Not to have not
Big business is
Very wise
I'm inside free
Enterprise

This is not a love song
This is not a love song
This is not a love song
This is not a love song

Not television
Behind the curtain
Out of the cupboard
You take the first train
Into the big world
Are you ready to grab the candle
Not television

This is not a love song
This is not a love song
This is not a love song

(feat. Camille)
(Dead Kennedys)

Went to a party
I danced all night
I drank sixteen beers
And I started up a fight

But now I am jaded
You're out of luck
I'm rolling down the stairs
Too drunk to fuck

Too drunk to fuck
Too drunk to fuck
Too drunk, to fuck
I'm too drunk, too drunk, too drunk to fuck

I love your stories
I like your gun
Shooting out truck tires
Sounds like loads and loads of fun

But in my room
Wish you were dead
You ball like the baby
In Eraserhead

Too drunk to fuck
Too drunk to fuck
Too drunk to fuck
I'm too drunk, too drunk, too drunk to fuck

Too drunk to fuck
Hmm
Too drunk to fuck
I'm too drunk, too drunk, too drunk to fuck

Oh je suis trop bourrée

(feat. Alex)
(The Sisters of Mercy)

In a sea of faces, in a sea of doubt
In this cruel place your voice above the maelstrom
In the wake of this ship of fools I'm falling further down
If you can see me, Marian, reach out and take me home.....

I hear you calling Marian
Across the water
Across the wave
I hear you calling Marian
Can you hear me calling you to
Save me, save me, save me from the grave...

Marian
Marian

There's a weight above me
And the pressure is all too strong
To breathe deep, breathe long and hard
To take the water down and go to sleep
To sink still further beneath the fatal wave
Marian I think I'm drowning
This sea is killing me

I hear you calling Marian
Across the water
Across the wave
I hear you calling Marian
Can you hear me calling you to
Save me, save me, save me from the grave...

Marian
Marian

(feat. Camille)
(XTC)

We're only making plans for Nigel
We only want what's best for him
We're only making plans for Nigel
Nigel just needs this helping hand

And if young Nigel says he's happy
He must be happy
He must be happy
He must be happy in his work

We're only making plans for Nigel
He has his future in a british steel
We're only making plans for Nigel
Nigel's whole future is as good as sealed

And if young Nigel says he's happy
He must be happy
He must be happy
He must be happy in his work

Nigel is not outspoken
But he likes to speak
And loves to be spoken to
Nigel is happy in his work

(feat. Marina)
(The Cure)

Come closer and see
See into the trees
Find the girl
If you can
Come closer and see
See into the dark
Just follow your eyes
Just follow your eyes

I hear her voice
Calling my name
The sound is deep
In the dark
I hear her voice
And start to run
Into the trees
Into the trees

Suddenly I stop
But I know it's too late
I'm lost in a forest
All alone
The girl was never there
It's always the same
I'm running towards nothing
Again and again and again and again

(feat. Silja)
(Modern English)

Moving forward using all my breath
Making love to you was never second best
I saw the world thrashing all around your face
Never really knowing it was always mesh and lace

I'll stop the world and melt with you
You've seen the difference and it's getting better all the time
There's nothing you and I won't do
I'll stop the world and melt with you

Dream of better lives the kind which never hate
Dropped in the state of imaginary grace
I made a pilgrimage to save this humans race
Yes I did
What I'm comprehending a race that long gone bye

I'll stop the world and melt with you
You've seen the difference and it's getting better all the time
There's nothing you and I won't do
I'll stop the world and melt with you

The future's open wide
I'll stop the world and melt with you
You've seen the difference and it's getting better all the time
There's nothing you and I won't do
I'll stop the world and melt with you, yeah
I'll stop the world and melt with you

(feat. Melanie Pain)
(The Understones)

Are teenage dreams so hard to beat
Everytime she walks down the street
Another girl in the neighbourhood
Wish she was mine, she looks so good

I wanna hold her wanna hold her tight
Get teenage kicks right through the night

I'm gonna call her on the telephone
Have her over 'cos i'm all alone
I need excitement oh i need it bad
And it's the best, i've ever had

I wanna hold her wanna hold her tight
Get teenage kicks right through the night

I wanna hold her wanna hold her tight
Get teenage kicks right through the night

I wanna hold her wanna hold her tight

(feat. Sir Alice)
(Killing Joke)

You're alone in the pack
You're feeling like you want to go home
You're feeling unfinished but you keep on going

The reason is there
You'll be falling 'til your feet are gone
Because your living a hoax
Sell us what you suss

Draw your brain, a sick inspiration
Your pill illusion
And then you follow a transfer
If you don't know the game
Then you're still part of it
Because out on the streets
It's strange

Dodge the bullet or carry the gun
The choice is yours

Yeah! Yeah!

Look at the controller
A nazi with a social degree
A middle-class hero
Rapist with your eyes on me
You pay some masturbation
A priest cheers for the nuns you fuck
You'd wipe out spastics if you had the chance
But Jesus, Jesus
Jesus wouldn't like it, no

(feat. Daniella D'Ambrosio)
(The Specials)

Out of bed at eight AM
Out my head by half past ten
Out with mates and dates and friends
That's what I do at weekends

I can't talk and I can't walk
But I know where I'm going to go
I'm going watch my money go
At the Locarno

When my feet go through the door
I know what my right arm is for
Buy a drink and pull a chair
Up to the edge of the dance floor

Bouncers bouncing through the night
Trying to stop or start a fight
I sit and watch the flashing lights
Moving legs in footless tights

I go out on Friday night
And I come home on Saturday morning
I go out on Friday night
And I come home on Saturday morning

I like to venture into town
I like to get a few drinks down
The floor gets packed the bar gets full
I don't like life when things get dull

The hen party have saved the night
And freed themselves from drunken stags
Having fun and dancing
In a circle round their leather bags

I go out on Friday night
And I come home on Saturday morning
I go out on Friday night
And I come home on Saturday morning

But two o'clock has come again
It's time to leave this paradise
Hope the chip shop isn't closed
Cos' their pies are really nice

I'll eat in the taxi queue
Standing in someone else's spew
Wish I had lipstick on my shirt
Instead of piss stains on my shoes

I go out on Friday night
And I come home on Saturday morning
I go out on Friday night
And I come home on Saturday morning

I go out on Friday night
And I come home on Saturday morning
I go out on Friday night