ZOOROPA
Julho 1993
Deste álbum saiu a Zoo TV Tour, de onde nasceu o video da tourné.
The Zoo TV Tour borned from this album. Zoo TV: Live From Sidney it's the video of the show.
Equipa Técnica (Technicians:)
Flood
Brian Eno
The Edge
Zooropa
Zooropa... Vorsprung durch Technik
Zooropa... be all that you can be
Be a winner
Eat to get slimmer
Zooropa... a bluer kind of white
Zooropa... it could be yours tonight
We're mild and green
And squeaky clean
Zooropa... better by design
Zooropa... fly the friendly skies
Through appliance of science
We've got that ring of confidence...
And I have no compass
And I have no map
And I have no reasons
No reasons to get back
And I have no religion
And I don't know what's what
And I don't know the limit
The limit of what we got
Zooropa... don't worry baby. It'll be alright
Zooropa... you got the right shoes
Zooropa... to get you through the night
Zooropa... it's cold outside, but brightly lit
Zooropa... skip the subway
Zooropa... let's go to the overground
Get your head out of the mud baby
Put flowers in the mud baby
Overground
No particular place names
No particular song
I've been hiding
What am I hiding from ?
Zooropa... don't worry baby. It's gonna be alright
Zooropa... uncertainty... can be a guiding light
Zooropa... I hear voices, ridiculous voices
Zooropa... in the slipstream
Zooropa... let's go, let's go... overground
Zooropa... take your head out of the mud baby
(She's gonna dream up the world she wants to live in
She's gonna dream out loud)
Babyface
Catching your bright blue eyes
In the freeze frame
I've seen them so many times
I feel like I must be your best friend
You're looking fine, so fine, oh my,
Dressed up like a lovely day
Babyface, Babyface
Slow down child, let me untie your lace
Babyface, Babyface
Cover girl with natural grace
How could beauty be so kind
To an ordinary guy ?
Coming home late at night
To turn you on
Checking out every frame
I got slow motion on my side
Turning around and around
With the sound and colour
Under my control
Round and around, going down
Dressed up like a lovely day
Babyface, Babyface
Tin foil hair all tied up in lace
Babyface, Babyface
Bitter sweet girl won't you give me a taste
How could beauty be so kind
To an ordinary guy ?
Do do do...
Babyface, Babyface, slow down child,
Let me untie your lace
Babyface, Babyface,
Open that door
Let me unpack my case
Babyface, Babyface
You're everywhere child
You're all over the place
Babyface, Babyface,
You're coming to me from outerspace
Hou could beauty be so kind
To an ordinary guy ?
Numb
Don't move
Don't talk out of time
Don't think
Don't worry everything's just fine
Just fine
Don't grab
Don't clutch
Don't hope for too much
Don't breathe
Don't achieve
Don't grieve without leave
Don't check just balance on the fence
Don't answer
Don't ask
Don't try and make sense
Don't whisper
Don't talk
Don't run if you can walk
Don't cheat compete
Don't miss the one beat
Don't travel by train
Don't eat
Don't spill
Don't piss in the drain
Don't make a will
Don't fill out any forms
Don't compensate
Don't cower
Don't crawl
Don't come around late
Don't hover at the gate
Don't take it on board
Don't fall on your sword (Fat Lady - Backing Vocal) Just play another chord If you feel you're getting board I feel numb I feel numb Don't change your brand Too much is not enough Don't listen to the band Gimme some more Don't gape Gimme some more Don't ape Of that stuff love Don't change your shape Too much is not enough Have another grape Don't plead Too much is not enough Don't bridle I feel numb Don't shackle I feel numb Don't grind Gimme what you got Don't curve Gimme what I don't get Don't swerve Gimme what you got Don't lie, die, serve Too much is not enough I feel numb Don't theorize, realise, polarise, Chance, dance, dismiss, apologise I feel numb Don't spy Gimme some more Don't lie Gimme some more Don't try Of that stuff love Imply Gimme some more Detain Too much is not enough Explain Start again I feel numb Don't triumph Don't coax Don't cling Don't hoax Don't freak Peak Don't leak Don't speak I feel numb Don't project I feel numb Don't connect Protect Don't expect Suggest I feel numb Don't project Don't connect Protect Don't expect Suggest I feel numb Don't struggle I feel numb Don't jerk Don't collar Don't work Don't wish Don't fish Don't teach Don't reach I feel numb Don't borrow Don't break Don't fence Don't steal Don't pass Don't press Don't try Don't feel I feel numb Don't touch Don't dive Don't suffer Don't rhyme Don't fantasize Don't rise Don't lie I feel numb Don't project Don't connect Protect Don't expect Suggest I feel numb Don't project Don't connect Protect Don't expect Suggest I feel numb
Lemon
Lemon
See through in the sunlight
She wore lemon
Never in the daylight
She's gonna make you cry
She's gonna make you whisper and moan
But when you're dry
She draws water from a stone
I feel like I'm slowly, slowly, slowlys slipping under
I feel like I'm holding on to nothing
She wore lemon
To colour in the cold grey night
She had heaven
And she held on so tight
A man makes a picture
A moving picture
Through light projected
He can see himself up close
A man captures colour
A man likes to stare
He turns his money into light
To look for her
And I feel like I'm drifting, drifting, drifting from the shore
And I feel like I'm swimming out to her
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
Lemon
See through in the sunlight
A man builds a city
With banks and cathedrals
A man melts the sand so he can
See the world outside You're gonna meet her there A man makes a car She's your destination And builds roads to run (them) on You gotta get to her A man dreams of leaving She's imagination But he always stays behind
And these are the days when our work has come assunder
And these are the days when we look for something other
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
A man makes a picture
A moving picture
Through light projected
He can see himself up close Gotta meet her there A man captures colour She's your destination A man likes to stare There's no sleeping there He turns his money into light She's imagination
To look for her
She is the dreamer
She's imagination
Through the light projected
He can see himself up close
Stay (Far Away, So Close !)
Green light, Seven Eleven
You stop in for a pack of cigarettes
You don't smoke, don't even want to
I see you check your change
Dressed up like a car crash
The wheels are turning byt you're upside down
You say when he hits you, you don't mind
Because when he hurts you, you feel alive
Is that what it is ?
Red lights, grey morning
You stumble out of a hole in the ground
A vampire or a victim
It depend's on who's around
You used to stay in to watch the adverts
You could lip synch to the talk shows
And if you look, you look through me
And if you talk it's not to me
And when I touch you, you don't feel a thing
If I could stay... then the night would give you up
Stay, and the day would keep its trust
Stay, and the night would be enough
Faraway, so close
Up with the static and the radio
With satelite television
You can go anywhere
Miami, New Orleans, London, Belfast and Berlin
And if you listen I can't call
And if you jump, you just might fall
And if you shout I'll only hear you
If I could stay... then the night would give you up
Stay then the day would keep its trust
Stay with the demons you drowned
Stay with the spirit I found
Stay and the night would be enough
Three o'clock in the morning
It's quiet and there's no one around
Just the bang and the clatter
As an angel runs to ground
Just the bang and the clatter
As an angel hits the ground
Daddy's Gonna Pay For Your Crashed Car
You're a precious stone, you're out on your own
You know everyone in the world, but you feel alone
Daddy won't let you weep
Daddy won't let you ache
Daddy gives you as much as you can take
A-ha, sha-la, A-ha, sha-la
Daddy's gonna pay for your crashed car
A little uptight, you're a baby's fist
Butterfly kisses up and down your wrist
When you see him coming, you're licking your lip
Nails bitten down to the quick
A-ha, sha-la, A-ha, sha-la
Daddy's gonna pay for your crashed car
Daddy's gonna pay for your crashed car
You've got a head full of traffic
You're a siren's song
You cry for mama, and daddy's right along
He gives you the keys to a flamin' car
Daddy's with you wherever you are
Daddy's a comfort
Daddy's your best friend
Daddy'll hold your hand right up to the end
A-ha, sha-la, A-ha, sha-la
Daddy's gonna pay for your crashed car
Daddy's gonna pay for your crashed car
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday's Alright
Some Days Are Better Than Others
Some days are dry, some days are leaky
Some days come clean, other days are sneaky
Some days take less, but most days take more
Some slip through your fingers and onto the floor
Some days you're quick, but most days you're speedy
Some days you use more force than is necessary
Some days just drop in on us
Some days are better than others
Some days.... it all adds up
And what you got is enough
Some days are better than others
Some days are slippy, other days sloppy
Some days you can't stand the sight of a puppy
Your skin is white but you think you're a brother
Some days are better than others
Some days you wake up with her complaining
Some sunny days you wish it was raining
Some days are sulky some days have a grin
Some days have bouncers and won't let you in
Some days you hear a voice
Taking you to another place
Some days are better than others
Some days are honest some days are not
Some days you're thankful for what you've got
Some days you wake up in the army
And some days... it's the enemy
Some days you work, most days you're lazy
Some days you feel like a bit of a baby
Lookin' for Jesus and His mother
Some days are better than others
Some days... you feel ahead
You're making sense of what she said
Some days are better than others
Some days you hear a voice
Taking you to another place
Some days are better than others
The First Time
I have a lover
A lover like no other
She got soul, soul, soul, sweet soul
And she teach me how to sing
Shows me colours when there's none to see
Gives me hope when I can't believe that
For the first time I feel love
I have a brother
When I'm a brother in need
I spend my whole life running
He spends his running after me
When I feel myself going down
I just call and he comes around
But for the first time I feel love
My father was a rich man
He wears a rich man's cloak
Gave me the key to his kingdom (coming)
Gave me a cup of gold
He said "I have many mansions
And there are many rooms to see"
But I left by the back door
And I threw away the key
For the first time
For the first time
For the first time
I feel love
Dirty Day
I don't know you... and you don't know the half of it
I had a starring role... I was the bad guy who walked out
They said be careful where you aim
Because where you aim you just might hit
You can hold onto something so tight
You've already lost it
Dragging me down
That's not the way it used to be
You can't even remember
What I'm trying to forget
It was a dirty day
A dirty day
You want explanations...
I don't even understand
If you need someone to blame...
Throw a rock in the air
You're bound to hit someone guilty
From father to son
In one life has begun
A work that's never done
Father to son
(And love... it won't last kissin' time)
Get it right
There's no blood thicker than ink
Hear what I say
Nothing's simple as you think
Wake up
Somethings you can't get around
I'm in you
More so when they put me in the ground
It was a dirty day
A dirty day
Hank says
THE DAYS RUN AWAY LIKE HORSES OVER THE HILLS
The Wanderer
I went out walking through the streets paved with gold
Lifted some stones
Saw the skin and bones
Of a city without a soul
I went out walking under an atomic sky
Where the ground won't turn
And the rain it burns
Like the tears when I said goodbye
Yeah I went with nothing
Nothing but the thought of you
I went wandering
I went drifting through the capitals of tin
Where men can't walk
Or freely talk
And sons turn their fathers in
I stopped outside a church house
Where the citizens like to sit
They say they want the kingdom
But they don't want God in it
I went out riding
Down that ol' eight lane
I passed by a thousand signs
Looking for my own name
I went with nothing
But the thought you'd be there too
Looking for you
I went out there
In search of experience
To taste and to touch
And to feel as much
As a man can
Before he repents
I went out searching, lookin' for one good man
A spirit who would not bend or break
Who would sit at his father's right hand
I went out walking with a bible and a gun
The word of God lay heavy on my heart
I was sure I was the one
Now Jesus, don't you wait up
Jesus, I'll be home soon
Yeah I went out for the papers
Told her I'd be back by noon
Yeah I left with nothing
But the thought you'd be there too
Looking for you...
Yeah I left with nothing
Nothing but the thought of you...
I went wandering