CD Lauren Christy Breed
Álbum extremamente raro no Brasil e no mundo. Tive este CD, adquirindo-o na Livraria Saraiva do Shopping Center Norte, no ano de 2004, local que contava com um pequeno acervo de CD´s importados.
Lauren Christy - Breed
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Breed é o segundo álbum de estúdio da cantora britânica Lauren Christy . Foi lançado em 24 de junho de 1997 pela Mercury Records. Após o lançamento do álbum, Christy deixou sua carreira musical solo para se juntar ao trio de escrita / produção The Matrix .
Todas as músicas do álbum Breed: Breed, I Want What I Want, Magazine, You Make Me Laugh, 25 Back Then, Boomerang Bang, Burn, Letter Bomb, Could've Been, The Night I Saved Peter Ustinov, Breed (Coda).
Letras das músicas do álbum e vídeos
1- Breed
1- Breed
I got soul, I got touch
Sometimes I maybe got way too much
I got nothing left to lose
I got soil, I got seed
I got 21'god damn days until I bleed
I've got nothing left to lose
Let the rain come down on me
Let the rain come down on
Let the rain come down on me
I need to breed, breed, breed, breed,
breed, breed, breed
Logynon, Femidom, Microgynon
I'm in love, I'm insane
I'm a pheromone, hormone, mystery train
I've got nothing left to lose
Let the rain come down on me
Let the rain come down on
Let the rain come down on me
I need to breed, breed, breed, breed,
breed, breed, breed
Logynon, Femidom, Microgynon
2- I Want What I Want
2- I Want What I Want
Tears, money, honey on my bread
Sugar on my pillow, songs in my head
Head to the church, I love to repent
Say what I mean when it's not what I meant
Oh I wanna lay in bed on Monday
Wearing a diamond studded hat
Live a good life, a full life, do it all again
Love a man forever, who's a thousand man
I want what I want, I want it now
I feel what I feel, don't bring me down
I know what I know, I don't know how
But I want what I want, I want it now
I want to lead, follow, wallow in the mud
Do it for my Daddy, do it for God
God knows, am I getting it wrong?
But who the hell cares when you're gettin' it on
Oh, I want something to believe in
When it all comes crashing down
Remake the world, no pain or violence
Turn up the volume, 'til there's total silence
I want what I want, I want it now
I feel what I feel, don't bring me down
I know what I know, I don't know how
I want what I want, I want it now
So take me to an angel
Who has seen it all before
'Cause tonight I need an angel
To come walking through my door
Do it for my Daddy, do it for God
God knows, am I getting it wrong?
But who the hell cares
I want what I want, I want it now
I feel what I feel, don't bring me down
I know what I know, I don't know how
I want what I want, I want it now
I want what I want, I want it now
I feel what I feel, don't bring me down
I know what I know, I don't know how
I want what I want, I want it now
3- Magazine
3- Magazine
Little girls in pretty boxes
high tech sweat and younger skin
We were all delicious
and smelled of Arpege
I buzzed my killer in
Bring me the head of Jerry Garcia
Super sex on water skis
Iced decaf and mocchaccino
And a hooker by the grinder please
Magazine, know what I mean
You go on and on and on about
stuff I've never seen
Magazine, stuck to my hand
The boys don't ever get it
But the girls all understand
Angel, waffle, women are weird
Tighten up your tail
Throw her on the linoleum and
Harpoon her like a whale
Dad's on drugs, British sex
A rollicking good time
Trust fund kids, when men are pigs
Just cook that little swine
Magazine, know what I mean
You go on and on and on about
stuff I've never seen
Magazine, stuck to my hand
The boys don't ever get it
But the girls all understand
Missionary position, politician
Young girls in the world's
oldest profession
Beauty, health, fashion, food
And the books and sex and art and news
The boys don't ever get it
But the girls all understand
Magazine, know what I mean
You go on and on and on about
stuff I've never seen
Magazine, stuck to my hand
The boys don't ever get it
But the girls all understand
Magazine,
Rip it up and just throw it away
Rip it up and just throw it away
Rip it up and just throw it away
Magazine, still stuck to my hand
The boys don't ever get it
But the girls all understand
4- You Make Me Laugh
4- You Make Me Laugh
You make me laugh
You make me cry
You make me roll around the floor
Until I die
God only knows
The reason why
You make me laugh
When you're shaving off your hair
When you're in your underwear
You're smarter than the average bear
You're so impossible
Oh ooh
You make me laugh
You make me cry
You make me roll around the floor
Until I die
God only knows
The reason why
You make me laugh
I'd like to see you naked
Before your clothes go out of style
You're so impossible
Oh ooh
You make me laugh
You make me cry
You make me roll around the floor
Until I die
God only knows
The reason why
You make me laugh
5- 25 Back Then
5- 25 Back Then
So long war
Rock and roll has not been heard before
In their long black cars
Technicolor movies for the stars
I wish I'd learn to dance the way my parents danced
It seems I always try to lead the man
Cause I can
I wish that I was 25 back then
London's high
Marianne is faithful to the sky
And a brand new beat
Floating from a room across the street
It wasn't only Armstrong up there on the moon
It seemed everybody's head was in the sky
Sometimes I
I wish that I was 25 back then
What I need is Jean Picard
To teach me how to fly
Get to meet whatever's out there
Watching from the sky
Bring back a new cigarette that
Doesn't make you die
Don't want a super highway
Just want a super high
Sometimes I
I wish that I was 25 back then
And the world moves on
6- Boomerang Bang
6- Boomerang Bang
I'll shake it baby, I'll break it baby
I'll stoke it baby, I'll choke it baby
I'll slam it baby, wham bam it baby
God damn it, but I won't be
your boomerang bang
I'll snap it baby, I'll trap it baby
I'll scorch it baby, I'll torch it baby
I'll fake it baby, earthquake it baby
Shut up and take it, but I won't
be your boomerang bang
Boomerang bang
Your boomerang bang
I've got my hands and my face
and my knees on the floor
This is reality baby, and nothing more
I'll grab it baby, I'll stab it baby
I'll pump it baby, I'll dump it baby
I'll stone it baby, handbone it baby
Lease, rent and own it, but I
won't be your boomerang bang
Boomerang bang
Your boomerang bang
I've got my hands and my
face and my knees on the floor
This is reality baby, and nothing more
Nothing more
Boomerang bang
Your boomerang bang
I've got my hands and my
face and my knees on the floor
This is reality baby, and nothing more
Boomerang bang
Your boomerang bang
I've got my hands and my
face and my knees on the floor
This is reality baby, and nothing more
reality baby, and nothing more
Boomerang bang
Boomerang bang
Boomerang bang
[fading]
7- Burn
7- Burn
I wish that I was you
I wish that you were dead
I wish I was alive
At least inside your head
I'll set fire to the past
Park across the street
And sit and watch it burn
I saw you on a train
The train was heading south
South of you and me
And me, I shut my mouth
The churches that we build
We burn - and burn and burn and burn
and burn again
We burn - and burn and burn and burn
and burn again
I wish the kid was grown
And walking on this earth
Looking just like you
And looking like myself
The bridges that we build
We burn - and burn and burn and burn
and burn again
We burn - and burn and burn and burn
and burn again
And burn and burn and burn
and burn again
And burn and burn and burn
and burn again
I wish that I was you
I wish that you were dead
I wish I was alive
At least inside your head
I'll set fire to the past
Park across the street
And sit and watch it burn
And burn and burn and burn
and burn again
We burn - and burn and burn and burn
and burn again
We burn - and burn and burn and burn
and burn again
And nothing you can do
Nothing you can say
Will ever change my mind
8- Letterbomb
8- Letterbomb
And I'm sending you the sky
And I'm sending you the sea
And it's all for you, for you
From me, from me, from me
And I'm sending you to heaven
Heaven has no jealousy
And it's all for you, for you
From me, from me, from me
Sending you a picture of my bed
Sending you a picture of a gun
Sending you a picture of the
Voice inside my head
And I'm sending you the sky
And I'm sending you the sea
And it's all for you, for you
From me, from me, from me
Sending you my coat to keep you warm
Sending you a letter with a bomb
A bomb
Sending you a picture of
The calm before the storm
And I'm sending you the sky
And I'm sending you the sea
And it's all for you, for you
From me, from me, from me
And I'm sending you to heaven
Heaven has no misery
And it's all for you, for you
From me, from me, from me
Under the junk mail
In the hallway
It waits, for you
A kiss, from me
And I'm sending you the sky
And I'm sending you the sea
And it's all for you, for you
From me, from me, from me
And I'm sending you to heaven
Heaven has no sodomy
And it's all for you, for you
From me, from me, from me
And I'm sending you the sky
And I'm sending you the sea
9- Could've Been
9- Could've Been
Could've been a politician
Tell people what to do
With intellectual vision
Hell, I could lie to you
Could've been the inspiration
For a love song or a prayer
Maybe start a new religion
Would anybody really care
Could've been, should've been
Could've been me somehow
Could've been, should've been
Could've been me
Well I'm not gonna get caught sittin' about
Waitin' for the world to go 'round
It's gonna be me, gonna be me
Not should've, it's gonna be me
Somehow, yeah yeah, somehow, yeah yeah
Could've been on television
Just one more talking head
Sell you an apparition
Buy this, and you'll wind up dead
If there's a God above
I shouldn't be so bad
It's open to interpretation
The best time that we never had
Could've been, should've been
Could've been me somehow
Could've been, should've been
Could've been me
Well I'm not gonna get caught sittin' about
Waitin' for the world to go 'round
It' gonna be me, gonna be me
Not should've, it's gonna be me
Somehow
You beat yourself up over the thing you say
And someone else is losing their life today
Before you walk away
Start givin it up, livin' it up, 'til you drop, you gotta
Diddle it up, diddle it up, up 'til you - hey - hey
It's gonna be me, gonna be me
I'll promise it's gonna be me
Somehow
Could've been, should've been
Could've been me somehow
Could've been, should've been
Could've been me
Well I'm not gonna get caught sittin' about
Waitin' for the world to go 'round
It's gonna be me, gonna be me
This time it's gonna be me
Somehow, someway, somehow
Somehow, someway
It's gonna be me, gonna be me
Not should've, it's gonna be me
Somehow, someway, somehow
10- The Night I Saved
Peter Ustinov
10- The Night I Saved Peter Ustinov
I was walking barefoot on St. Paul's bridge
When I saw a man talking to God
He was round and handsome
Anachronistically
A little odd
I overheard his conversation
He said, "I can't live in a world devoid of love."
And the voice, the voice was so familiar
It was the voice of Peter Ustinov
"Peter," I whispered from the shadows
"We've all been damaged by the 20th century
A man like you can talk to God
But can you spare a word for me?
For I have loved you since the time
I saw you in 'The Mouse that Roared'."
"That was Peter Sellers, my dear
Go away," he implored
Chorus:
"See, I used to be Ustinov
But used to's no good enough for me
See, I used to be Ustinov
But used to's not good enough for me."
The I blurted out "Quo Vadis"
"Topkapi," ooh yeah "Evil Under The Sun."
He waved his hand, "It's too late for that
As you said, the damage has been done."
Then he lifted his body up
To throw himself to a watery grave
"Peter," I yelled
"What about 'Billy Budd'
The innocent no one could save?"
(Repeat chorus) "So tell me what you're dying for
Have you been so disrespected?"
He winked at me and said, "'Billy Budd.'
I wrote, starred, and directed."
Then he bowed and kissed my hand
And said, "What was I thinking of?"
And walked away into the night
The night I saved Peter Ustinov
"You used to be Ustinov
But used to's still good enough for me
You used to be Ustinov
But used to's still good enough for me."
11- Breed (Coda)
11- Breed (Coda)
I got soul, I got touch
Sometimes I maybe got way too much
I got nothing left to lose
I got soil, I got seed
I got 21'god damn days until I bleed
I've got nothing left to lose
Let the rain come down on me
Let the rain come down on
Let the rain come down on me
I need to breed, breed, breed, breed
Breed, breed, breed
Logynon, Femidom, Microgynon
I'm in love, I'm insane
I'm a pheromone, hormone, mystery train
I've got nothing left to lose
Let the rain come down on me
Let the rain come down on
Let the rain come down on me
I need to breed, breed, breed, breed
Breed, breed, breed
Logynon, Femidom, Microgynon
Lauren Christy Breed - 1998
- Breed
- I Want What I Want
- Magazine
- You Make Me Laugh
- 25 Back Then
- Boomerang Bang
- Burn
- Letterbomb
- Could've Been
- The Night I Saved Peter Ustinov
- Breed (Coda)