Kate Bush (88,56 %)
This Woman's Work, Volume Two
Released: 1990-10-22
Type: Compilation
Type: Compilation
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1.
I'm Still Waiting
 04:29
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2.
Ken
03:50
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3.
One Last Look Around the House Before We Go...
01:04
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4.
Wuthering Heights
04:59
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5.
Experiment IV
04:22
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6.
Them Heavy People
04:08
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7.
Don't Push Your Foot on the Heartbrake
03:40
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8.
James and the Cold Gun
06:26
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9.
L'Amour Looks Something Like You
02:45
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10.
Running Up That Hill
05:47
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11.
Cloudbusting
06:33
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12.
Hounds of Love
03:49
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13.
The Big Sky
07:46
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14.
Experiment IV
06:37
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Album length:
00:06:15
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Lyrics |
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1.
I'm Still Waiting
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Somewhere a door is opening Somewhere a door is closing Somewhere somebody dies Somewhere a newborn baby cries Maybe the love has gone But there's still a heart that's beating Though the clouds have come Maybe the sun will come out The storm is coming back Maybe you'll be coming back 'Cause I'm still waiting Baby, well I'm still waiting Baby, well I'm still waiting Somewhere a door is opening Maybe the love has gone But there's still a heart that's beating Though the clouds have come Maybe the sun will come out Maybe you'll be coming back 'Cause there's still a heart that's beating Though the clouds have come Maybe the sun will come out Maybe you'll be coming back There's still a heart that's beating Maybe the sun will come out They say the storm will be coming back Maybe you'll be coming back 'Cause I'm still waiting Baby, well I'm still waiting Ooh, I'm waiting |
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2.
Ken
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We look to the left and to the right. We need help but nobody's in sight. Where is the man that we all need? Well tell him he's to come, and rescue me. Ken is the man that we all need, Ken is the leader of the GLC. Now head 'em up, Rope 'em in, Move 'em out. Now can't you see That we need the leader of the GLC? Ken is the man that we all need, Ken is the leader of the GLC. Who is the man we all need? (KEN!) Who is the funky sex machine? (KEN!) Who is the leader of the GLC? (KEN!) Who is the man we all need? (KEN!) Now head 'em up, Rope 'em in, Move 'em out. (KEN!) Can't you see That we need ah-ah-ah-ah-ah? Ken is the man that we all need. Ken is the yeah! Who is the man we all need? (KEN!) (KEN!) Ken is the man that we all need, Ken is the leader of the GLC! |
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One Last Look Around the House Before We Go...
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4.
Wuthering Heights
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Out on the wiley, windy moors We'd roll and fall in green You had a temper, like my jealousy Too hot, too greedy How could you leave me When I needed to possess you I hated you, I loved you too Bad dreams in the night They told me I was going to lose the fight Leave behind my wuthering, wuthering Wuthering Heights Heathcliff, it's me, Cathy, come home I'm so cold, let me in-a-your window Oh, it gets dark, it gets lonely On the other side from you I pine alot, I find the lot Falls through without you I'm coming back love, cruel Heathcliff My only one dream, my only master Too long I roam in the night I'm coming back to his side to put it right I'm coming home to wuthering, wuthering Wuthering Heights Heathcliff, it's me, Cathy, come home I'm so cold, let me in-a-your window Oh, let me have it, let me grab your soul away Oh, let me have it, let me grab your soul away You know it's me; Cathy Heathcliff, it's me, Cathy, come home I'm so cold, let me in-a-your window |
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Experiment IV
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We were working secretly for the military Our experiment in sound was nearly ready to begin We only know in theory what we are doing Music made for pleasure, music made to thrill It was music we were making here until They told us all they wanted Was a sound that could kill someone from a distance So we go ahead and the meters are over in the red It's a mistake in the making From the painful cries of mothers to a terrifying scream We recorded it and put it into our machine They told us all they wanted Was a sound that could kill someone from a distance So we go ahead and the meters are over in the red It's a mistake in the making It could feel like falling in love It could feel so bad It could feel so good It could sing you to sleep But that dream is your enemy!! We won't be there to be blamed We won't be there to snitch I just pray that someone there can hit the switch They told us all they wanted Was a sound that could kill someone from a distance So we go ahead and the meters are over in the red It's a mistake in the making And the public are warned to stay off |
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6.
Them Heavy People
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Rolling the ball, rolling the ball, rolling the ball to me. Rolling the ball, rolling the ball, rolling the ball to me. They arrived at an inconvenient time. I was hiding in a room in my mind. They made me look at myself. I saw it well. I'd shut the people out of my life. So now I take the opportunities: Wonderful teachers ready to teach me. I must work on my mind. For now I realise: Everyone of us has a heaven inside. Them heavy people hit me in a soft spot. Them heavy people help me. Them heavy people hit me in a soft spot. Rolling the ball, rolling the ball, rolling the ball to me. They open doorways that I thought were shut for good. They read me Gurdjieff and Jesu. They build up my body, break me emotionally. It's nearly killing me, but what a lovely feeling! I love the whirling of the dervishes. I love the beauty of rare innocence. You don't need no crystal ball, Don't fall for a magic wand. We humans got it all, we perform the miracles. Them heavy people hit me in a soft spot. Them heavy people help me. Them heavy people hit me in a soft spot. Rolling the ball, rolling the ball, rolling the ball to me. Rolling the ball, rolling the ball, rolling the ball to me. Rolling the ball, rolling the ball... |
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7.
Don't Push Your Foot on the Heartbrake
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Emma's come down. She's stopped the light Shining out of her eyes. Emma's been run out on, She's breaking down in so many places, Stuck in low gear, because of her fears, Of the skidding wheels, (The skid of her wheels she feels). Skidding wheels, (The skid of her wheels she feels). Spinning wheels, (Wheel-skidding feeling). Her heart is there, But they've greased the road. Her heart is out there, But she's no control. Oh, come on, you've got to use your flow. You know what it's like, and you know you want to go. Don't drive too slowly. Don't put your blues where your shoes should be. Don't put your foot on the heartbrake. She's losing that inner flame. It was burning bright, but she's losing the light fast. She's only herself to blame, Well take care of yourself, and remember Georgie. But she's so "O.D.'d" on weeping She can hardly see That she's dropping beads, (Red, red glass is bleeding) Dropping beads, (Red, red glass is bleeding) Dropping beads, (Red, red on the parquet) Her heart is there, But they've greased the road. Her heart is out there, But she's no control. Oh, come on, you've got to use your flow. You know what it's like, and you know you want to go. Don't drive too slowly. Don't put your blues where your shoes should be. Don't put your foot on the heartbrake. |
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8.
James and the Cold Gun
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James, come on home. You've been gone too long, baby. We can't let our hero Die alone. We miss you day and night. You left town to live by the rifle. You left us to fight, But it just ain't right to take away the light. Remember Genie from the casino? She's still a-waiting in that big brass bed. The boys from your gang are knocking whisky back, 'Til they get out of hand and wish they were dead. They're only lonely for the life that they led With their old friend. Ooh, James, are you selling your soul to a cold gun? Selling your soul to a Ooh, James, are you selling your soul to a cold gun? Where lies your heart? It's not there in the buckskin, baby. It's not there in the gin That makes you laugh long and loud. You're a coward, James. You're running away from humanity. You're running away from reality. It won't be funny when they rat-a-tat-tat you down. Remember Genie from the casino? She's still a-waiting in that big brass bed. The boys from your gang are knocking whisky back, 'Til they get out of hand and wish they were dead. They're only lonely for the life that they led With their old friend. Ooh, James, are you selling your soul to a cold gun? Selling your soul to a Ooh, James, are you selling your soul to a cold gun? |
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L'Amour Looks Something Like You
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You came out of the night, Wearing a mask in white colour. My eyes were shining On the wine, and your aura. All in order, we move into the boudoir, But too soon the morning has resumed. I'm hanging on the Old Goose Moon. You look like an angel, Sleeping it off at a station. Were you only passing through? I'm dying for you just to touch me, And feel all the energy rushing right up-a-me. L'amour looks something like you. The thought of you sends me shivery. I'm dressed in lace, sailing down a black reverie. My heart is thrown To the pebbles and the boatmen. All the time I find I'm living in that evening, With that feeling of sticky love inside. I'm hanging on the Old Goose Moon. You look like an angel, Sleeping it off at a station. Were you only passing through? I'm dying for you just to touch me, And feel all the energy rushing right up-a-me. L'amour looks something like you. |
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10.
Running Up That Hill
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Cloudbusting
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12.
Hounds of Love
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13.
The Big Sky
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14.
Experiment IV
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