Living Colour - Vivid lyrics
Tracks 01. Cult Of Personality
02. I Want To Know 03. Middle Man 04. Desperate People 05. Open Letter (To A Landlord) 06. Funny Vibe 07. Memories Can't Wait 08. Broken Hearts 09. Glamour Boys 10. What's Your Favorite Color? (Theme Song) 11. Which Way To America? 01. Cult Of Personality Music by Living Colour Lyrics by Reid, Muzz Skillings, Corey Glover, Will Calhoun
(And during the few moments that we have left
We want to talk, right down to Earth In a language that everybody here can easily understand) Look in my eyes, what do you see? The cult of personality I know your anger, I know your dreams I've been everything you wanna be I'm the cult of personality Like Mussolini and Kennedy I'm the cult of personality The cult of personality The cult of personality Neon lights, nobel prize When a mirror speaks, the reflection lies You won't have to follow me Only you can set me free I sell the things you need to be I'm the smiling face on your T V I'm the cult of personality I exploit you, still you love me I tell you one and one makes three I'm the cult of personality Like Joseph Stalin and Gandhi I'm the cult of personality The cult of personality The cult of personality Neon lights, nobel prize When a leader speaks that leader dies You won't have to follow me Only you can set you free You gave me fortune, you gave me fame You gave me power in your God's name I'm every person you need to be Oh, I'm the cult of personality I am the cult of I am the cult of I am the cult of I am the cult of I am the cult of I am the cult of I am the cult of I am the cult of personality (Ask not what your country can do for you) (The only thing we have to fear is fear itself) 02. I Want To Know Music by Living Colour Lyrics by Vernon Reid
Hey kids, let's go
Baby, you stole my heart I don't know what to do Got one problem on my mind Do you feel the way I do? I want to know Give me a sign, girl Open your heart and tell me That you're mine I want to know Give me a sign, girl Open your heart and tell me That you're mine When you walk down the street The cats don't even make a noise They worship at your feet Acting just like little boys I'm standing in the shadows, baby I got one thing that's on my mind Gonna make you love me, baby If it takes the rest of my life I want to know Give me a sign, girl Open your heart and tell me That you're mine I want to know Give me a sign, girl Open your heart and tell me That you're mine It takes a lot of guts to show you How I feel, yeah, about you Just say the words and let me know It's real for you or is it just a dream I'm very patient, baby And I've got a lot of time I can see a clear horizon You and me standing side by side I want to know Give me a sign, girl Open your heart and tell me That you're mine I want to know Give me a sign, girl Open your heart and tell me That you're mine I want to know Give me a sign, girl Open your heart and tell me That you're mine I want to know Give me a sign, girl Open your heart and tell me That you're mine How ya feeling, baby, baby? Let me know I want to know I want to know I want to know 03. Middle Man Music by Living Colour Lyrics by Corey Glover, Vernon Reid
I don't have a need to be the best
Don't want to be just like the rest Just stay who I am Just an ordinary middle man Give me the happy medium Don't want to be the one Whose leading them, no, no I've got no master plan Just a simple middle man Standing on a fine line Between this and that Just biding my time Waiting for a sign To tell me that I'm something special, well, well My ideas are mine alone Not yours, not theirs, what I care I hurt for you, but not with you I love that thing that's inside you But I'm not your fan I'm a stranger in a strange land I'm your middle man But I'm not your fan I'm a stranger in a strange land I am your middle man Middle man, yeah-e-yeah Yeah-e-yeah I'm not your fan I'm just the middle man Just an ordinary man I'm not your master plan Just the way who I'm Just a middle man 04. Desperate People Music by Living Colour Lyrics by Calhoun, Reid, Glover, Skillings
I see you cryin' in the sunshine
I hear you laughin' in the rain You say you can't tell any difference Between the pleasure and the pain You say you never ever dream at nighttime You say you only dream when you're awake And say that TV looks like your life And the life you lead is fake Desperate people Desperate people You get your sunshine from a tab of paper Then you're sittin' in a spinnin' room The clock is tockin', it's laughin' at you Your life's a mystery without a clue The crowd you're in thinks you're so amusin' They're oh so flatterin' and so sincere They stand and laugh as they watch you crumble And when you cry for help they don't hear No more Desperate people Desperate people You feel the earth revolving, you see the sun dissolving You hear the night calling out to you You have no direction and you have no protection What you gonna do when your trip turns blue? When you come crashin' down and there's no help around You need friends, you need help First you have to help yourself The music stops and the party's over The money's gone and your crowd is too Can't break the chains that have kept you under Has the monkey got the best of you? Then I see you cryin' in the sunshine And I hear you laughin' in the rain You say you can't tell any difference Between the pleasure and the pain Desperate Desperate Desperate Desperate people 05. Open Letter (To A Landlord) Music by Living Colour Lyrics by Tracie D Morris, Vernon Reid
Now you can tear a building down
But you can't erase a memory These houses may look all run down But they have a value you can't see This is my neighborhood This is where I come from I call this place my home You call this place a slum You wanna run the people out This is what you're all about Treat poor people just like trash Turn around and make big cash Now you can tear a building down But you can't erase a memory These houses may look all run down But they have a value you can't see Last month there was a fire I saw seven children die You sent flowers to the families But your sympathy's a lie 'Cause every building that you burn Is more blood money that you earn We are forced to relocate From the pain that you create Now you can tear a building down But you can't erase a memory These houses may look all run down But they have a value you can't see Now you can tear a building down But you can't erase a memory These houses may look all run down But they have a value you can't see We lived here for so many years Now this house is full of fear For a profit you will take control Where will all the older people go? There used to be when kids could play Without the scourge of drug's decay Now our kids are living dead They crack and blow their lives away Now you can tear a building down But you can't erase a memory These houses may look all run down But they have a value you can't see Now you can tear a building down But you can't erase a memory These houses may look all run down But they have a value you can't see You, you got to fight for your neighborhood You got to fight, you got the right You got to fight for your neighborhood You got to fight You've got to fight for your neighborhood 06. Funny Vibe Music by Living Colour Lyrics by Vernon Reid
No, I'm not gonna rob you
No, I'm not gonna beat you No, I'm not gonna rape you So why you wanna give me that? Funny vibe Funny-funny vibe Funny-funny vibe Funny-funny vibe No, I'm not gonna hurt you No, I'm not gonna harm you And I try not to hate you So why you wanna give me that? Funny vibe Funny vibe Why you wanna give me that? Funny vibe 07. Memories Can't Wait Music by Living Colour Lyrics by David Byrne, Jerry Harrison
Do you remember here?
No you don't remember anything at all I'm here flat on my back Never woke up, had no regrets There's a party in my mind And I hope it never stops They party all the time Gonna party till they drop Other people can go home Other people they can split I can never stop I can never quit Take a walk through the land of the shadows Take a walk through the peaceful meadows Don't look so disappointed Isn't what you hoped for is it? There's a party in my mind And I hope it never stops I'm stuck here in this seat And I may not stand up Other people can go home Other people they can split I can never stop I can never quit Everything is quiet Everyone's gone to sleep I'm wide awake But these memories These memories can't wait These memories can't wait 08. Broken Hearts Music by Living Colour Lyrics by Vernon Reid
I see the fragments of the dreams I used to have
And bits of aspiration lying in the sand The stained glass wall of love that I cannot see through Provides the only light here in my lonely room A breeze reminds me of the changing time and place A tear that takes forever rolls down your timeless face I hear that they say that broken hearts will mend But when they do they're never good as new I wish right now that I could change it back I never meant to do the things I did to hurt you I never really thought that it would come to this Sometimes the things you lose are often the things you miss I see the reason for things I used to do They're all transparent now and so I see the truth I hear they say that broken hearts will mend But when they do they're never good as new I wish right now that I could change it back I know you don't believe but I care about you And I never meant to do those things I did to hurt you 09. Glamour Boys Music by Living Colour Lyrics by Vernon Reid
The glamour boys, swear they are a diva
The glamour boys have it all under control Always dancin', always laughin' The glamour boys are playin' the role The glamour boys never have no money The glamour boys wear the most expensive clothes The glamour boys are always at the party Where the money comes from? Heaven only knows I ain't no glamour boy, I'm fierce I ain't no glamour boy, hoo I ain't no glamour boy, I'm fierce I ain't no glamour boy The glamour boys live off their ambition The glamour boys have it all figured out A very, very dubious position When you got no clout The glamour boys whole life is a gamble They might get over or fall flat on their face But if one does, there's no need to worry Another G-boy will take his place I ain't no glamour boy, I'm fierce I ain't no glamour boy, hoo I ain't no glamour boy, I'm fierce I ain't no glamour boy Glamour boys don't think about tomorrow The glamour boys just need tonight to play But just like things you can't afford on credit Time catches up and you have to pay The glamour boys are always on the guest list You'll always find them in the hottest spots in town They'll be your friend if you have fame or fortune And if you don't, they won't be hangin' 'round I ain't no glamour boy, I'm fierce I ain't no glamour boy, hoo I ain't no glamour boy, I'm fierce I ain't no glamour boy Yea, yea I ain't no glamour boy, I'm fierce I ain't no glamour boy, aah, hoo I ain't no glamour boy, I'm fierce I ain't no glamour boy, no, no (What do you mean my credit's no good?) 10. What's Your Favorite Color? (Theme Song) Music by Living Colour Lyrics by Corey Glover, Vernon Reid
What's your favorite colour baby?
What's your favorite colour baby? Living colour Whay's your favorite colour baby? Living colour What's your favorite colour baby? Living colour Whay's your favorite colour baby? Living colour Well Is it red? That's what I said Well is it gold? You got me some sold Well is it green? It must have been Well is it black? Get back What's your favorite colour baby? Living colour Whay's your favorite colour baby? Living colour Oh what's your favorite colour baby? Living colour 11. Which Way To America? Music by Living Colour Lyrics by Vernon Reid
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By return mail right away) I look at TV Your America's doin' well I look out the window My America's catchin' hell I just want to know which way do I go? To get to your America I just want to know which way do I go? To get to your America I change the channel Your America's doin' fine I read the headlines My America's doin' time I just want to know which way do I go? To get to your America I just want to know which way do I go? To get to your America (Go West young man, go West young man) (Go West young man, go West) Don't want to crossover (Go West young man, go West young man) (Go West young man, go West) But how do I keep from going under? Where is my picket fence? My long, tall glass of lemonade? Where is my VCR, my stereo, my TV show? Where is my picket fence? My long, tall glass of lemonade? Where is my VCR, my stereo, my TV show? (Incomprehensible) News If you look at oil prices lately The answer is (Incomprehensible) I look at TV I don't see your America I looked out the window I don't see your America I want to know how to get to your America I want to know how to get to your America I want to know how to get to your America I want to know how to get to your America I want to know, I want to know I want to know, I want to know I want to know, I want to know I wo, I wo (And one of the most prominent members of the community) |