Music World
 
Исполнители:
 
 
 
English versionSwitch to English 
Status Quo
Status Quo


Информация
Откуда London, England
Жанры Rock
Hard Rock
Pop Rock
Psychedelic Rock
Годы 1967—н.в.
Лейблы Sanctuary Records
Polydor
Vertigo Records
Eagle Records
Сайт Website
Состав
Francis Rossi
Rick Parfitt
Andy Bown
John "Rhino" Edwards
Matt Letley
Бывшие участники
John Coghlan
Alan Lancaster
Pete Kircher
Jeff Rich
Roy Lynes



Альбом Status Quo


Whatever You Want (1979)
1979
1.
2.
3.
4.
5.
6.
7.
8.
9.
. . .


Whatever you want
Whatever you like
Whatever you say
You pay your money
You take your choice
Whatever you need
Whatever you use
Whatever you win
Whatever you loose

You're showing off
You're showing out
You look for trouble
Turn around, give me a shout
I take it all
You squeeze me dry
And now today
You couldn't even say goodbye

I could take you home
On the midnight train again
I could make an offer you can't refuse

Whatever you want
Whatever you like
Whatever you say
You pay your money
You take your choice
Whatever you need
Whatever you use
Whatever you win
Whatever you loose

You're showing off
You're showing out
You look for trouble
Turn around, give me a shout
I take it all
You squeeze me dry
And now today
You couldn't even say goodbye

I could take you home
On the midnight train again
I could make an offer you can't refuse

Whatever you want
Whatever you like
Whatever you say
You pay your money
You take your choice
Whatever you need
Whatever you use
Whatever you win
Whatever you loose

Whatever you want

. . .


Run your fingers through my hair, sweet darling
Run your fingers through my hair
I want you when you're never there, sweet darling
Need you but I could not care
You got long black hair on your legs and I like them smooth
You don't show me you care, you won't even move
That's why I call you shady lady

I wish I hadn't turned my head that morning
Wish I hadn't turned my head
Or listened to the things you said that morning
Listened to the things you said
I get away where nobody goes and she finds me there
She won't leave me alone, she don't even care
That's why I call her a shady lady, shady lady

They say, I say you gotta lay it down on the line
So get away, way I say if you're only playing with my time
I gotta keep you off of my back 'cos you're making me feel so bad
I gotta get along, get along, get along without you now

Run your fingers through my hair, sweet darling
Run your fingers through my hair
I want you when you're never there, sweet darling
Need you but I could not care
I get away where nobody goes and she finds me there
She won't leave me alone, she won't even care
That's why I call her a shady lady, shady lady

I gotta get along, get along, get along without you now
I gotta get along, get along, get along without you now
I gotta get along, get along, get along without you now

. . .


There you go again, telling me the same mistakes I made
There you go again, telling me the way I should have played
Your silver tongue can talk away and tell me all I should have done
But you always be the same 'til the very last time has come

Seventeen years and it ain't worth giving a try, you said
But I wouldn't be living if any year was never spent
So when I see you up in arms I wonder where your time has gone
Are you throwing it away 'til the every last time has come

Who asked you to prey on my feelings?
Lying low in every cloud
Who asked you? I've never been the one
To give you any kind of reason
Who asked you?

Who asked you when I was still learning
To come along and put me down?
Who asked you? I made it anyway
While every cloud was slowly turning
Who asked you?
Who asked you?

There you go again, telling me the same mistakes I made
There you go again, telling me the way I should have played
There never was a better way than living like the way I've done
Oh, and living is the game 'til the very last time has come
But you'll always be the same 'til the very last time has come
You're throwing it away 'til the very last time has come
Who asked you?

. . .


Love makes the world go round each and every day
Your kind of loving gives me something, I'm going round again
Love makes the world go round, and now I know for sure
You are something special to me, I want nothing more, than

Your kind of love, your kind of love
Your kind of love makes the world go round

Your kind of love could never fade away
Something for nothing, your kind of loving, what more can I say?
You make the world go round, you are the night and day
Everybody needs somebody but I'm the only one, with

Your kind of love, your kind of love
Can't take away your kind of love
Makes the world go round, makes the world go round
Your kind of love makes the world go round

Your kind of love, your kind of love
Your kind of love, your kind of love
Makes the world go round, makes the world go round
Your kind of love makes the world go round

Your kind of love, your kind of love
Your kind of love makes the world go round
What kind of love? What kind of love?
What kind of love? Your kind of love

. . .


Easy when you're number one, everybody say you're having fun
Smiling for the public eye, when you're body say you wanna die
Living on an island, looking at another line
Waiting for my friend to come and we'll get high

Hugh he got a real nice place, Cruxie gonna be there soon
And I just wanna see his face, I'm getting lonely in my empty room
Living on an island, working on another line
Waiting for my friend to come and we'll get high

Passing time away in blue skies
Thinking of the smile in her eyes
Easy, it's easy

Living on an island, oh boy we're having fun
Living on an island, thinking about the things I've done
Living on an island, searching for another light
Waiting for my friend to come and we'll get high
Waiting for my friend to come and we'll get high
I said we're gonna get high
Yeah we're gonna get high
Gonna touch the sky

. . .


Now don't you feel sorry, oh no, for me now
There's no need to worry about a clown
She played it cool made me a fool
Now all over town they call me the clown

And I really thought she loved me, but now, I know
And I still can't believe, it just goes to show
She played it cool made me a fool
Now all over town they call me the clown

I'm a clown, and they're laughing
I'm a clown, I got nothing
I'm a clown, and they're laughing at me
I'm a clown, and they're laughing
I'm a clown, I've got nothing
I'm a clown, and they're laughing at me

Now don't you feel sorry, oh no, for me now
There's no need to worry about a clown
She played it cool made me a fool
Now all over town they call me the clown

I'm a clown, and they're laughing
I'm a clown, I got nothing
I'm a clown, and they're laughing at me
I'm a clown, and they're laughing
I'm a clown, I've got nothing
I'm a clown, and they're laughing at me

I'm a clown, and they're laughing
I'm a clown, I got nothing.....

. . .


Riding on a high, riding so high now I'm leaving
Am I running far from my own fears
I'm never facing up, I never face up to the reasons
And never showing any of my tears
'Cos I leave out the back way, not the way that I came in
Because it seems like the logical way, at the time

And then I run, run, run and seek a hideaway
I'm on the run, run, run, I'm falling
Run, run, I'm a runaway

Can I go back, can I go back where I started?
I always will remember my needs

Take me far away, take me away to an island
And leave me here to cry in my own tears
Try me once again, try me again when you're passing
Maybe I'll remember you in years
I can't go out the back way, just the way that I came in
I hope it seems like the logical way, at the time

Because I'll run, run, run and seek a hideaway
I'm on the run, run, run, I'm falling
Run, run, I'm a runaway
Can I go back, can I go back where I started?
I always will remember my needs

Looking for so long but I am listening longer
I haven't seen or heard a thing from you
I can't stay here, I couldn't stay here if you paid me
I can't give you any guarantees
I won't go out the back way, not the way that I came in
Because it seems like the logical way, at the time

And then I run, run, run and seek a hideaway
I'm on the run, run, run, I'm falling
Run, run, I'm a runaway
Can I go back, can I go back where I started?
I always will remember my needs

Can I go back, can I go back where I started?
I always will remember my needs
I always will remember my needs
I said, I always will remember my needs

. . .


Here we go another twenty four hours
Every one of them away from you
I'm laughing when I ought to be crying
Baby tell me are you crying too
You see a room in a five-star hotel
It never really meant much to me
Who needs a bottle of '57
When the water back home is free?

I'm just a flyer, getting higher
Yeah I'm getting higher, a high flyer

I've got no time on the highway
And too much time on the road
I've got no time on the highway
(on the highway)

Here we go another twenty four hours
Making money for the GPO
When we oughtta be taking it easy
We're getting ready for another show
And every day when you're all a-sleeping
And in the night you see the sun
I'm just a face in a crowd of people
Who want to tell me I'm the only one

I'm just a flyer, getting higher
Yeah I'm getting higher, a high flyer

But do I, do I, do I need to
I'm getting down when I've gotta get back to you
But do I, do I, do I want to
I'm getting down when I've gotta get back to you

I'm just a flyer, getting higher
Yeah I'm getting higher, a high flyer

. . .


Me and my friends gonna make a pile of money
Gonna check it out every day
Me and my wife gonna need every penny
'Cos we're throwing it all away
But I'm changing my tune now
And I'm breaking away

Me and my friends we're rugged little rockers
And we're lazing away the day
Hot wax, jacked-up on the televison
And forgetting about the pay
But I'm changing my tune now
And I'm breaking away
Breaking away

Four rockers rollin' with a poet in the wings
Waiting to blow his heart away
Beanos with the road crew, postcards to the wife
Stating the menu of the day
Flying through to breakfast, sleeping on the plane
Looking a good deal better than we'll ever feel again

Is it really worth it? Could it all be real?
Am I just living out a dream?
Sitting in the hotel, falling off the stage
Tuning into the Wonga Queen
Old men in boy's clothes has gone beyond a joke
Skin me another and pass along the whisky and the coke

Me and my friends are hating everybody
Who was telling us what to say
Heads down, rocking on up and down the country
Living from day to day
But I'm changing my tune now
And I'm breaking away
I'm breaking away

. . .


комментарии публикуются при поддержке Disqus



© 2011 Music World. Все права сохранены.