bir temmuz akşamı günbatımına karşı günün ilk soğuk birasını içerken,
hafif bir esintinin kendine kattığı hoş kadın kokuları ile gelip,
boynunuzu yalayarak geçmesi gibi..
herşey kızıl..
yani..
devics şarkısı..
blue eyes dont help losing skies
even i know its better to be alone
blue eyes dont help
when no one looks at them
i know that i shouldnt go but its better for me to be alone
blue eyes dont help
when the face works against them
so stay alone and dont let anyone in
cause thats the best way not to hurt
im not here to get to know you
i know well well go our own way
blue eyes dont help when no one looks at them
i know that i shouldnt go but its better for me to be alone
make me leave
before we start to like feeling this way
Coin-operated boy
Sitting on the shelf
He is just a toy
But I turn him on
And he comes to life
Automatic joy
That is why I want a
Coin-operated boy
Made of plastic and elastic
He is rugged and long-lasting
Who could ever ever ask for more
Love without complications galore
Many shapes and weights to choose from
I will never leave my bedroom
I will never cry at night again
Wrap my arms around him and pretend
Coin-operated boy
All the other real ones that I destroy
Cannot hold a candle to my new boy and I'll never let him go
And I'll never be alone
And I'll never let him go
And I'll never be alone, go
And I'll never be alone, go
And I'll never be alone, go
And I'll never be alone, go
And I'll never be alone
Not with my coin operated boy
This bridge was written to make you feel smittener
With my sad picture of girl getting bitterer
Can you extract me from my plastic fantasy
I didnt think so, but I'm still convinceable
Will you persist even after I bet you
A billion dollars that I'll never love you
Will you persist even after I kiss you
Goodbye for the last time
Will you keep on trying to prove it, I'm dying
To lose it, I'm losing
My confidence, I want it
I want it
I want it
I want it
I want you
I want a coin-operated boy
And if I had a star to wish on
For my life I can't imagine
Any flesh and blood could be his match
I can even take him in the bath
Coin-operated boy
He may not be real
Experienced with girls
But I know he feels
Like a boy should feel
Isn't that the point
That is why I want a
Coin-operated boy
With his pretty coin-operated voice
Saying that he loves me
That he's thinking of me
Straight and to the point
That is why I want a
Coin-operated boy
kendinizi kabukları kolayca soyulan haşlanmış patatesler gibi hissetmenize neden oluyor..
you look so mysterious
but you sound so serious
you should have told me on the phone
i'm sorry i'm sorry i don't know what i'm saying
i guess you tried to let me know
by leaving notes on the stereo
it's not the typical way to go
i'm sorry i'm sorry i don't know what i'm saying
'cause i found myself
back in the bachelor scene
feel like an astronaut
in a submarine
if i fall asleep
i could fall out of bed
maybe the helmet helps
but it hurts my head
let's not get hysterical maybe you need a sabbatical
you know it came as quite a shock to find your note in the cereal box
and why'd you have to change the locks
i'm sorry i'm sorry i don't know what i'm saying
if i fall asleep
i could float out of bed
maybe the ceiling helps
but it hurts my head
cause i found myself
back in the bachelor scene
feel like an astronaut
in a submarine
if i fall asleep
i could fall out of bed
maybe the helmet helps
but it hurts my head
You may trod me down in the very dirt
And still like the dust I'll rise
Does my happiness upset you
Why are you best with gloom
Cause I laugh like I've got an oil well
Pumpin' in my living room
And I'll rise
I'll rise
I'll rise
Out of the shacks of history's shame
Up from a past rooted in pain
I'll rise
I'll rise
I'll rise
Now did you want to see me broken
Bowed head and lowered eyes
Shoulders fallen down like tear drops
Weakened by my soulful cries
Does my confidence upset you
Don't you take it awful hard
Cause I walk like I've got a diamond mine
Breakin up in my front yard
So you may shoot me with your words
You may cut me with your eyes
And I'll rise
I'll rise
I'll rise
Out of the shacks of history's shame
Up from a past rooted in pain
I'll rise
I'll rise
I'll rise
So you may write me down in history
With your bitter twisted lies
You may trod me down in the very dirt
And still like the dust I'll rise
Does my happiness upset you
Why are you best with gloom
Cause I laugh like I've got a goldmine
Diggin' up in my living room
Now you may shoot me with your words
You may cut me with your eyes
And I'll rise
I'll rise
I'll rise
Out of the shacks of history's shame
Up from a past rooted in pain
I'll rise
I'll rise
I'll rise
After it all
When its said and done
Will you come back to me
And tell me that
It never was up to you or up to me
When you stand up so tall
With your back to me against the wall
And make demands with your angry hands
You say you're sorry that you
Didn't mean to scream you say
You're back again that you still love me
And that ya never meant what you said to me
I am an American aquarium drinker
I assassin down the avenue
I'm hiding out in the big city blinking
What was I thinking when I let go of you?
Let's forget about the tongue-tied lightning
Let's undress just like cross-eyed strangers
This is not a joke, so please stop smiling
What was I thinking when I said it didn't hurt?
I want to glide through those brown eyes dreaming
Take it from the inside, baby hold on tight
You were so right when you said that I've been drinking
What was I thinking when I said good night?
I want to hold you in the Bible-black predawn
You're quite a quiet domino, bury me now
Take off your Band-Aid because I don't believe in touchdowns
What was I thinking when I said hello?
I'd always thought that if I held you tightly
You'd always love me like you did back then
Then I fell asleep and the city kept blinking
What was I thinking when I let you back in?
I am trying to break your heart
I am trying to break your heart
But still I'd be lying if I said it wasn't easy
I am trying to break your heart
Disposable Dixie-cup drinking
I assassin down the avenue
I'm hiding out in the big city blinking
What was I thinking when I let go of you?
Hey
You out in the car
Hey, we're gonna need that
You know who we are
We're gonna take the house
We're going up the hill
And when we get there
You know that we will
So when you are ready.
When you are ready.
Hey
You there in the tank
Hey, we're gonna need
That you know who to thank
We're gonna take the house
We're going up the hill
And we're gonna need
That you know that we will
So when you are ready
When you are ready
When you are ready
"Güncel sanata yeni takipçiler kazandırma amacı ile kurulan 'ART ON STAGE' ve yeni medya teknolojileriyle beden ilişkisini sorgulayan projeleri ile tanınan 'bodig'in ilk ortak projesi olan "lucy", ilhamını bohem ve müşkülpesent, esrik ve kırılgan, yaratıcı ve güçlü yeni bir neslin gel-git'li iç dünyasından alıyor. Sergi, bu nesli ve çağdaşlarını hayali arkadaşları ile tekrar tanışmaya, anlık karanlıkları ile yüzleşmeye, kafalarında dolanan yok melodileri birlikte dinlemeye ve mırıldanmaya, zaman mefhumunun ilkelliğine ortak olmaya, ilk'lere verdikleri tepkilerini hatırlamaya ve bir sebze pazarında iki saat geçirip eve kırmızı bir elma ile dönmeye çağırıyor."
diyorlar..
bir inanışa göre sanat warhol dan sonrada varholmaya devam etti..
All I do is sleep all day, and think of you
A memory of the cushion life I'm clinging to
The image of a mutual one, our haven
The sombre chords of our song, the fading
A symphony that's you
Joyously awaking the ignorant and sleeping
Passion and its brother hate, they come and go
Could easily be made to stay for longer though
Many people play this game so willingly
