Suede
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A New Morning
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31.12 % (2014-01-24) |
Date released: 2002-09-30 Type: studio In collection: on wishlist [low] Average track length: 05:08 Average track rating: |
Ranking
Suede:
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8
Year (2002):
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35
Decade (2000's):
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363
Overall:
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2711 |
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Tracks
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1 lyrics 02:56 | 2 lyrics 04:11 | 3 03:13 | 4 lyrics 03:39 | 5 lyrics 03:38 | 6 02:52 | 7 lyrics 04:35 | 8 lyrics 06:01 | 9 lyrics 03:07 | 10 04:48 | 11 17:28 | Total time: 56:28 |
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Credits
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Band members
Alex Lee (32)acoustic guitar, keyboards, harmonica, Wurlitzer, piano, Clavinet, organ, electric guitar, synthesiser, Rhodes, Mellotron, Prophet synthesiser, backing vocals
Richard Oakes (25)electric guitar, acoustic guitar, piano, Rhodes, Clavinet, backing vocals Producers
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Lyrics
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Positivity 02:56 |
You say what you want to say
Your diamonds are drops of rain
Your smile is your credit card
And your currency is your love.
And the morning is for you
And the air is free
And the birds sing for you
And your positivity.
You play where you want to play
On the main streets where the creeps all prey
And you can feel like you're in dynasty
You could be what you want to be.
And the morning is for you
And the air is free
And the birds sing for you
And your positivity.
And the cars crash for you
And the sunshine is free
And the sirens call you.
Yes, the morning is for you
Yes, the air is free
Yes, the world spins for you
And your positivity.
Positivity. |
Obsessions 04:11 |
It's the way you pick your clothes off the floor
It's the way you scratch your skin when you yawn
It's the t-shirts that you choose
Like you're in the Air Force
Yeah the language that you use reacts like chemicals
Obsessions in my head
Don't connect with my intellect
It's called obsession
Can you handle it?
It's connected to the hip sounds
And it moves with the underground
It's called obsession
When you're around
It's the way you close the doors of my car
It's the stupid things you bought with my credit card
It's the way you don't read Camus or Brett Easton Ellis
Yeah the TCP you use, it stings when we kiss
Obsessions in my head
Don't connect with my intellect
It's called obsession
Can you handle it?
It's connected to the hip sounds
And it moves with the underground
It's called obsession
When you're around
Obsessions is like sex
It's simple and complex
It's called obsession
Can you handle it?
It's connected to the hip sounds
And it moves with the underground
It's called obsession
When you're around |
Lonely Girls 03:13 |
no lyrics yet |
Lost in TV 03:39 |
See you in my life
I see you on the screen
An ascending socialite
Orbiting the scene
And everybody wants you now
Everybody wants to be a part of your crowd
Ooh
Baby it seems sometimes you're lost in TV
Lost in a dream (instant sunshine)
Baby
We wandered through our minds
With images and scenes
And with animated lives
Rehearsing for our dreams
Everybody wants it now
Everybody wants to be a face in the crowd
Ooh
Baby it seems sometimes we're lost in TV
Trapped in a screen
Lost in a scene
Lost in TV (instant sunshine), baby
Everybody wants it now (sunshine)
Everybody wants to be a face in the crowd
Ooh
Baby it seems sometimes we're lost in TV
Lost in a dream (instant sunshine)
Baby |
Beautiful Loser 03:38 |
You belong among the wild flowers
Picked at the side of the road
You belong among the silent hours
And broken telephones
You belong among the TV screens
With the sound turned down again
You belong where there's CCTV
Watching you every day
Well you beautiful loser
Well you beautiful lay
Well you beautiful loser
You're coming down the hard way
You belong under electric lights
With the hand-me-down surrounds
You belong out in the countryside
With your hands deep down in the ground
Well you beautiful loser
Well you beautiful lay
Well you beautiful loser
I said you're coming down the hard way
Your brain is drip-connected to the satellite
Your heart is not a part of your brain
Aesthetics and inventions well they pass you by
And complicate your day
You belong sat on a motorbike
Doing 161 in the rain
50cc through the wild life
Getting trashed in the slow lane
Well you beautiful loser
Well you beautiful lay
Well you beautiful loser
I said you're coming down the hard way
Well you loser
Well you beautiful lay
Well you beautiful loser
You're coming down the hard way
You're coming down the hard way
You're coming down the hard way |
Streetlife 02:52 |
no lyrics yet |
Astrogirl 04:35 |
A strange relationship has started
A strange relationship indeed
It's like a water color forming
Between the pages of a dream
And it's calling you
It's calling me
It's calling everyone to be
In a future world with an astrogirl
Where one on one is all you need
In a future world with an astrogirl
One on one is all you need
A strange experience has started
Between her molecules and me
It's like disease between us forming
From obsolete technology
And it's calling you
It's calling me
It's calling everyone to be
In a future world with an astrogirl
Where one on one is all you need
In a future world with an astrogirl
The sky goes on and on for you and me
The sky goes on and on for you and me
The sky goes on and on for you and me
In a future world with an astrogirl
There'll be no obstacles you'll see
'Cause we'll be making friends with the supermen
Where the sky goes on and on for you and me
The sky goes on and on for you and me
The sky goes on and on for you
The sky goes on and on |
Untitled... Morning 06:01 |
Will you be my lover?
Will you be the one?
Will you be like no other?
For how long?
And yes, I'll be your wild flower
Grown through the concrete
Conceived to the drumbeat of the stars
And I'm just a stupid guy
Crushed like a, a butterfly
Dead-eyed at the drive-by
In a car
And like flies on a windscreen
And like insects in glue
We could stick together
If you wanted to
And yes, I'll be your wild flower
Grown through the concrete streets
And born to the back beat of the stars
And I'm just a stupid guy
Crushed like a, like a butterfly
Dead-eyed like the drive-by
In a car
And I'm dead-eyed at the drive by
In a car |
One Hit to the Body 03:07 |
Is it my imagination
Or is that a cardboard sky?
Is it just this situation
That's made me lose my mind?
I don't need you to be sorry
I just wanted you to know
That this is one hit to the body
One hit to the soul
It's one hit to the body that won't show
There's a million constellations
Up in the make believe sky
And a million dead end situations
You could leave behind
And the lights and the lorries could show you which way to go
And this is one hit to the body
One hit to the soul
It's one hit to the body that won't show
Is it something in the air that you breathe?
Is it something in the books that you read?
Is it something in the things that you do?
Is it something in the words that you use?
'Cause the lights and the lorries will show you where you want to go
And this is one hit to the body
One hit to the soul
It's one hit to the body that won't show
Well I don't really need anybody I just wanted you to know
That this is one hit to the body that won't show
That won't show |
When the Rain Falls 04:48 |
no lyrics yet |
You Belong to Me/Oceans 17:28 |
no lyrics yet |
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