A Kind of the EndI'm always eighteen
D'you say it is'nt true
I'm full, I'm empty
Of course I need some new
You're onion, I'm pretty
What else can I do?
Last live show was shitty
The morning after was such a glue
Bazooka TripFinish the faze
Seat on my face
D'you wanna test me
Different taste
Finish the faze
So tease my face
D'you want me to taste you
Another test
Best DanceYou near and I’m far
Breathing the air
Doing my best dance
I was going to be a big bro
But I won’t
You near and I’m far
Breathing the air
CrimeEasy easy
Your thoughts make me believe you
When you just stand in the crowd
Like the brighest flower
I'm your clown baby
Easy easy
Your shotgun talks on swahili
Fire Comes OutI gotta find my inspiration
There is no question ""why?""
We’re in the middle of that strange life situation
And we just keep on trying hard
Father tells us what we are doing wrong
How could we loose the keys?
Now I’m asking you – “What took you so long
From enjoying love and peace?”
GainSo much love around
So much gain
Is it good that everybody loves me?
I’m afraid that I don’t feel the same
Run faster baby
I want you be loved
I’ll give you comfortable shoes
Don’t be so worried ‘bout me my old bruise
Ignore itEvery person is in a box
And no one can be hurt
'Cause everything *5
Stops
The nature of things never ask you twice
And you will always pay
Double price
Don't ya?
IlluminateWell my mankind
I'll be your favorite
This is my last breath
This is my requiem
We are rolling on the burnt field
Who are the criminals?
It is not so clear
Our true doors forever closed to us
In the JungleThis place's not for human
In the jungle
In the motion
In the ocean
Who are we to realize?
Realize
Realize
In the jungle
Kavendish PlaceI spoken with Jesus
He knows us, loves us
I don’t believe him, I realize
He don’t need us
I thought you have no name
No fate
I thought you have no name
No fate
LateToo much talk
When it's too much late
When I drink all night
When I'm drunk all day
Sadness keep things real
And I'm going to be ill
Right upon my figure
Right upon the chair
Loud manLoud man
On the skate pipe
And after fight
You better listen me up
Don’t shout boy!
Shut up!
Do it the same way
Mineral girlI saw a girl with the bottle
Of toxic mineral water
I didn’t know what she would plan
Was to drunk, to understand
I overpaid with my feelings to my last girl
Overdose overpraise overdo
I’m impressed I’m impressed
Money to BurnI need your money
To buy your soul
I’m out of control now
So come on!
This is the money
This is the money to burn
Let's burn it all to the future
And we go on and on and on
Radio SilenceСреди нас нет больших поклонников группы «Аквариум», поэтому нам достаточно сложно вспомнить свое первое знакомство с творчеством БГ. Некоторым из нас вспоминается клип на песню «Поезд в огне», который показывали в программе «Взгляд».
Мы долго выбирали между «Radio Silence» и песней «The Postcard» с того же альбома. Выбор был сложным, потому что обе песни нам очень нравятся. Решение пришло неожиданно. Когда папа нашего вокалиста (давний поклонник творчества БГ) узнал, что мы планируем записать кавер на одну из этих песен, он посоветовал выбрать именно «Radio Silence». Это было то самое авторитетное мнение, которого нам не хватало для правильного выбора.
Удивительно, но когда мы уже записали кавер и захотели узнать больше о «Radio Silence», мы наткнулись на цитату из воспоминаний БГ об этом альбоме. В ней перечисляются причины, по которым критики в России не любят «Radio Silence», среди них называются две, которые делают этот альбом нашим любимым альбомом в дискографии БГ: «не похоже на Аквариум» и «вообще не по-митьковски». Лучше о причинах нашей любви к этому альбому и не скажешь!
Пожелаем БГ никогда не переставать удивлять своих слушателей и всегда продолжать экспериментировать и развиваться!
Son of the SunI found the island of summer
I eat olives and white sand
Somewhere in Panama
And I still think of you here
I found the island of summer
So put some salt on my hand
'Cause I still wanna I still wanna
Think of you here
The Sky Is the CityThe sky is the city
Where i live oh so pretty
When i hold your head in my arms
Toast'n'grill guns'n'fire
If you became so famous
All right entertain us
If you became so famous all right
Entertain us
TonightMy rose is damaged, damaged in love tonight
We are so sensitive and so young tonight
And I can't wait to drop that weight tonight
We'll born to die just to reborn tonight
In our hair are spring blossoms
In our hair are spring blossoms
I falling into your unique oceans
I falling into your unique oceans
Up In The SkyThe sky
Is all we have
It's the city
Of the last chance
The sky
Go bitter if you're weak
But I hope we will try
To turn in ether everything
XXX LadiesThrough the blue eyes
Through the lens
I see stars sparkle
On your breast
You shouldn’t go now
You should dance
It’s so mystic up here
Take off my pants