Suede

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As One

Suede

Oh I'm your blue-eyed boy
I'll suffer your indifference and
You can teach me pretty words
And we will feed the sparrows

Here I am
Here I am
Talking to my shadow
Head in my hands

Here I am (here I am)
Here I am (here I am)
Run to me
Come to me

He leads me through swaying nettles
Growing by the underpass
When he smiles he looks like a fox
But when…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

At the car beside the road And taking shelter When the world is much too much Meet me there in the wastelands And the wind is on our face And our veins are opened When the world is much too much Meet me in the wastelands Make a chain of flowers And the children in us play The sky was steely The countryside was bare Twigs crackled under Mole's feet Mole was alone And far from help And night was closing in

Suede - Wastelands

I watch you drift away
Around the room in that dress
The jewels on your bracelets
Have seen their best

I watch the sweat fall
Against your clothes
I've seen the look on the faces
I think they know

That the clock is ticking away
And the wind is calling us
And the pleasantries will chain us
No more

When it all is much too much
We'll run to the wastelands
Where the snow is all there is
And words sound different
When it all is much too much
Meet me in the wastelands
Where the fear will fade away
Where the children in us play

I walk the smoky room
And stumble into you
The chattering of their faces
Says nothing new

But the clock is ticking away
And the wind is calling us
And the way you make your exit
There are no words

Would it all is much too much
We'll run to the wastelands
At the car beside the road
And taking shelter
When it feels like much too much
Meet me in the wastelands
Where the horror slowly fades
Where the children in us play

When the world is much too much
We'll run to the wastelands
Leave footprints in the snow
Till our ties are severed

When it all is much too much
Meet me in the wastelands
Make a chain of flowers
Like our ties are severed

When the world is much too much
Meet me in the wastelands

Source: Lyricfind

Suede – Mistress -

 

On a day without a night
Eyes the green of seawater
And skin so white
You're nothing like my mother
Do you hold him like her?
Do you need him like her?
Is he all that you've got?
Oh

So you stayed with him again
You fled with him
And travelled in his car now, you're late
To be with him and hold him
He loves you like words
He needs you like words
You're not all that he's got
But you're all that he wants

Mistress stay with him
Don't tell the neighbours
They don't mean a thing
Now you're in love
You're in love

By the camber of the road
Celebrate your differences
Free your ghosts
Be with him and hold him
He doesn't love you like her
He doesn't need you like her
You're not all that he's got
But you're all that he wants

Mistress stay with him
I won't tell the neighbours
They don't mean a thing
Now you're in love
You're in love
You're in love

Mistress stay with me
Don't tell the people
They don't need to see
You're in love
You're in love
You're in love
Ooooh

 

 

 

 

Suede - Beyond The Outskirts 

 

Oh I lie here staring at the ceiling
And I wonder what's happening outside
Oh I know you've got the same blank feeling
You don't have to tell me I'm right

Beyond the outskirts, come with us
We're small town dreaming
We're birds on a wire
Beyond the outskirts
Come with us
We'll jump out of the page and into the fire

Oh well we could sit here by the chain link fence
And talk for hours about Saturday
Oh well I know it makes no difference
To anything much anyway

Beyond the outskirts, come with us
We're small town dreaming
We're birds on a wire
Beyond the outskirts, come with us
We'll jump out of the page and into the fire

Beyond the outskirts, come with us
We're small town dreaming
Throwing cards in the fire
Beyond the outskirts, come with us
We'll jump out of the page and down by the wire

Beyond the outskirts, come with us
We're small town dreaming
We're birds on a wire
Beyond the outskirts, come with us
We'll jump out of the page and into the fire

Oh I lie here staring at the ceiling
I wonder what's happening outside
Oh I know you've got the same blank feeling
I wonder where you are tonight

Chalk Circles

 

Ring-rounds, stairways, roundabouts
I will pick you up
Watching traffic heading south
I will pick you up
With your money in your face
I will pick you up
Friendship bracelets on your wrist
I will pick you up

Oh with our feet in the snow
Oh where nobody goes
Oh we'll feel like giving
Go where the silence goes

Oh where the strange ones will play
Oh chalk circles and clay
Oh we'll feel like giving
Go where the silence goes
Go where the silence goes

Ring-rounds, stairways, roundabouts
I will pick you up

cold hands.

 

The playgrounds are empty
The wind it is still
I follow you up to the foot of the hill
My life is the hands of a child
The hands of a child

Put your cold hands on me
Take a spin of the wheel
I'll follow, I'll follow you down
With your cold hands on me
I'm a hare in the cat's eyes
A hare in the cat's eyes

I kicked at the chalk
Under vermillion skies
I said "I don't wanna play these games"
But I followed you and I
And now I want to curl up and die
I'll curl up and die

With your cold hands on me
With a spin of the wheel
I'll follow, I'll follow you down
Put your cold hands on me
I'm a hare in the cat's eyes
A hare in the cat's eyes

Put your cold hands on me
Take a spin of the wheel
I'll follow, I'll follow you down
With your cold hands on me
I'm a hare in the cat's eyes
Now see how a hare dies

Life Is Golden

 

The same blood runs through your veins
The same strange way of talking
The same thoughts sink through your pillow
The same crooked smile

You're not alone; look up to the sky and be calm
You're not alone look into the light and be heard
You're never alone; your life is golden
Golden

The same blood runs through your veins
But you, you have the light of your mother
She holds her love to her
Tender breast

You're not alone; look up to the sky and be calm
You're not alone look into the light and be heard
You're never alone; your life is golden
Golden

You're not alone; when the the world puts all the winter in you
You're not alone; I'm there in the words that you use
You're never alone; your life is golden
Golden

And they won't love you tonight
Clap along to the resurrection
Carve your name in my tender skin
With your beautiful words
With your, with your beautiful words

You're not alone; look up to the sky and be calm
You're not alone look into the light and be heard
You're never alone; your life is golden
Golden

You're not alone 'cause the same thoughts I have in my head
You're not alone with the city wind in your hair
You're never alone; your life is golden
Golden

Roadkill

 

Today I found a dead bird
Crushed into the realbland clay
Brittle bones like snapped twigs
Velvet for the scurrying things

I cross myself, forlorn you lie
Scraped and drossed by the wind
Savaged by the tyres and tossed in the tar
Broken on the English dirt
A carcass for the carrion crow
And for the beaks that peck
Flesh beneath my flesh
Soil beneath my soil
Today I found a dead bird

Blind are the brokers and the unskilled workers
Blind are the brokers and the unskilled workers
Your wings beneath their wheels
Your wings beneath their wheels
Blind are the brokers and the unskilled workers
Blind are the brokers and the unskilled workers
Your bones beneath their heels
Today I found a dead bird

Suede - Don't Be Afraid If Nobody Loves You YouTube

 

Whatever you think you know

I'm air in the trackless snow
A voice in the Poplar trees
I'll take you to where no one goes
But no one ever leaves

So don't be afraid if nobody loves you
Don't be afraid if nobody sees

However the words come out
However they twist the meaning
We'll always have the priest upstairs
To the towers

So don't be afraid if nobody loves you
Don't be afraid if nobody sees

I'm lit on the open roads
My mane caught there on a tree
My flame in the lightless forest
Under the leaves

Don't be afraid if nobody loves you
Don't be afraid if nobody sees
Don't be afraid if nobody loves you
Don't be afraid 'cause no one loves me

I'm lit on the open roads
My mane caught there on a tree
I'm a flame in the lightless forest
Under the leaves

I'm alone like a Trapist monk
A voice in the Poplar trees
I'm a flame in the lifeless forest
Under the leaves

Dead Bird) 

 

"What are you doing?"
"Burying"
"For what? For what, daddy?"
"You know what"
"The dead birds? You buried it over there"

Suede - All The Wild Places

 

Take her cold hands
Place the snowdrops in her palms
And pushing through the wire
I have no choice but to follow you
Feel the weak sunlight on my skin
As I take my spade and place her
Forever by the birch trees

And there was another
But she wasn't tamed
With the buzz of the flies
With a flick of her mane
And there was another
But she wasn't you, you, you

Out of all the wild places I love
Out of all the wild places I love
Out of all the wild places I love
You are the most desolate

Faith is scattered like the birds
She would never bend to their
Commandments in life
Her freckled skin couldn't bear the weight
Take her cold hand by the lake
Place the spade into my amorous arms
As I lie my coat down for her one more time

And there was another
But she wasn't changed
With the buzz of the flies
With the flick of her mane
And there was another
But we won't see her again, again, again

Out of all the wild places I love
Out of all the wild places I love
Out of all the wild places I love
Yours is the most desolate

SUEDE - THE INVISIBLES - YouTube

 

The world waits for you when
And the dawn breaks for you when
And the media will watch
And she will change her mind

I tried to win for you when
I shed my skin for you when
I loved you like my own
I fed you like a child

Stay in bed and feed the day
With my imagination, honey
Falling through the cracks in people's kindness
And the world won't step aside

I tried to make you want me
I left my home at seventeen
But everywhere I looked I saw
Another me

And we are the invinsibles
Drained and lonely
It's funny how it's always out of reach

I hear the wood pigeons and
I call my father in and
He sits and hears me sing
But never wonders why

Why do I call out in the night?
He found the photos set alight
Everything about her
Makes me want to smile

I'll stay in bed and feed the day
With my polite conversation, father
Papering the cracks in others' silence
But I still won't step aside

I tried to make her want me
I tried to play her politics
But every step I took
I had to swallow this

That we are the invinsibles
Strange and lonely
It's funny how it's always out of reach
It's funny how it's always out of reach
It's funny how you're always out of reach

Suede - Flytipping (Audio) - YouTube

 

We'll play on the road 
Flytipping, careful as you go
And we'll watch as the lorries 
Transport their precious loads

With a bag in our hands
Flytipping, me and my patient man
Just by the hard shoulder
This few who've understood

What is my name, what is yours?
Do we own these things, what has it all been for?
Flytipping on the road of course

What is yours and what is us?
Do we fool ourselves with all those pretty words?
Flytipping on the road with her

And I'll take you to the Fir trees
As the paper drifts like falling snow

Under the trees
Two hunters looking for ivory
Discard their possessions, cast them to the breeze

'Cause the worms in the ground
And the crows as they circle round
Don't need these things to cling to
For a homestead playground

What is my name, what is yours?
Do we own these things, what has it all been for?
Flytipping on the road of course

Shiny things that turn into rust
So we show ourselves with all this pretty stuff
Flytipping feels like just enough

And I'll take you to the verges
By the nettles, by the roundabout
And I'll pick you wild roses
In the tunnels like the underpass