Days Like Dead Moths Suede

Sunrise over the care home There in the leaves I wait, smoke on my fingers Sunrise over the care home Always the weightlessness of not really knowing Days like dead moths On a bathroom window They can

He's Dead Suede

I wake up every day, But I don't want it that way I take my thoughts to the round about Cause me and them we like to get out Oh what you do in your head, You do in your head Oh if he is dead He

Untitled...Morning Suede

will you be like no other for how long?

The Living Dead Suede

If I was the wife of an acrobat I look like the living dead, boy You're on the wire and can't get back, Let's talk about the living dead Could have had a carCould have had it all Could have walked

The Living Dead Suede

If I was the wife of an acrobat would I look like the living dead, boy?

Sadie Suede

Inside her, is the suburbs In the sodium lights and the streets In parked cars and the booty cars In every lonely disease In the new love under covers In the cold touch of the rights In the dead

Suede Tori Amos

Suede You always felt like suede There are days I feel your twin Peekaboo Hiding underneath your skin Jets are rewing yes rewing From a central source And this has power over me Not because you

Moths Jethro Tull

Moths The leaded window opened to move the dancing candle flame And the first Moths of summer suicidal came, suicidal came.

Moths Minnesota

Time moves in funny stages Fluttering through the night air like moths Glimpses of weary faces Pale like flower like chalk Patience now it’s me again Do you have a light for my cigarette I’ve been trying

She`s Not Dead Suede

Suede » She's Not Dead she'll come to her end locked in a car somewhere with exhaust in her hair What's she called?

Can't Get Enough Suede

I feel real now walking like a woman and talking like a stone age man I feel real now talking like buddha and doing it again I get kick I rip it up kick it up take it like a teenage tough I feel real

Can't Get Enough (Edit) Suede

I feel real now walking like a woman and talking like a stone age man I feel real now talking like Buddha and doing it again I get kicks I rip it up kick it up take it like a teenage tough I feel real

Dead Leg (Beautiful Ones) (Four Track Demo Remastered) Suede

High on diesel and gasoline, psycho for drum machine shaking their bits to the hits,Drag acts, drug acts, suicides, in your dad`s suite you hidestaining his name again,Cracked up, stacked up, 22, p...

Stay Together Suede

Come to my house tonight We can be together in the nuclear sky And we will dance in the poison rain And we can stay a while in heaven today Let's stay togetherLet's stay, these days are ours Let's

Stay Together Suede

Come to my house tonight We can be together in the nuclear sky And we will dance in the poison rain And we can stay a while in Heaven today Let's stay together Let's stay, these days are

Stay Together (Edit) Suede

Come to my house tonight We can be together in the nuclear sky And we will dance in the poison rain And we can stay a while in heaven today Let’s stay together Let’s stay, these days are ours Let

High Rising Suede

Your mind will find another, and that's where the days have gone, And all you can hear is a stereo somewhere playing a pig-of-a-song And you'll know her, know her, when she comes.

High Rising Suede

Your mind will find another, and that's where the days have gone, And all you can hear is a stereo somewhere playing a pig-of-a-song And you'll know her, know her, when she comes.

Trash Suede

Maybe, maybe it's the things we say, The words we've heard and the music we play, Maybe it's our cheapness, Or maybe, maybe it's the times we've had, The lazy days and the crazes and the fads

Trash Suede

Maybe, maybe it's the things we say, The words we've heard and the music we play, Maybe, it's our cheapness, Or maybe, maybe it's the times we've had, The lazy days and the crazes and the fads, Maybe

Trash Suede

Maybe, maybe it's the things we say, The words we've heard and the music we play, Maybe it¹s our cheapness Or maybe, maybe it's the times we've had, The lazy days and the crazes and the fads, It's

One Hit To The Body Suede

sorry i just wanted you to know that this is one hit to the body one hit to the soul it's one hit to the body that won't show there's a million constellations up in the make believe sky and a million dead

Trash (Remastered) Suede

everything we do, it`s in everything we do Or maybe maybe it`s the things we said, The words we heard and the music we play, Maybe it`s our sweetness, Oh maybe maybe it`s the times we`ve had, The lazy days

Pisspot (Trash) (Four Track Demo Remastered) Suede

everything we do, it`s in everything we do Or maybe maybe it`s the things we said, The words we heard and the music we play, Maybe it`s our sweetness, Oh maybe maybe it`s the times we`ve had, The lazy days

Young Men Suede

dole In your eyes, in your soul The Young Men, Young Men You are the ones, are the scene, are the sons Are the Young Men, Young Men, Young Men Here we, here we go again Oh, Les says Punk isn't dead

ELEPHANT MAN Suede

I love that deafening, thundering sound That sounds like buildings tumbling down, And people wish that they weren't around When we all rock and roll into town We hear those fearful, piercing screams

He`s Gone Suede

Tears on a pillow Eyes on the phone You pour all the love that you keep inside Into a song, Like "He's Gone" And these are the thoughts that you keep inside You smile from your window

He's Gone Suede

Tears on a pillow Eyes on the phone You pour all the love that you keep inside Into a song, Like "He's Gone" And these are the thoughts that you keep inside You smile from your window And stand all alone

Be My God Suede

the roundabout around everybody Hey I'll be your dog - be my god Come on come on come on come on come on Come on come on come on come on come on Have me oh ho grab me These these are the days

Electricity Suede

like an AC/DC We got a love and it got no shame We kiss the love with lips like pain Kissing our love with our lips like pain I said oh-oh It's bigger than the universe It's bigger than

Electricity Suede

We got a love that's not as cold as stone We got a love from a violent home We got a love and it got no name We kiss our love with lips like pain We got a lotta electricity We got a love like

ELECTRICITY Suede

We got a love that's cold as stone We got a love to a violent home We got a love that ain't got no name We kiss our love with lips like pain We got a lotta electricity We got a love like AC/DC

Asda Town Suede

Sunday, Monday We lie around but it's not easy Someday, one day We'll get Sky and move away And like the birds we'll fly tomorrow Obscene machines that glide away And like the birds we'll fly tomorrow

popstar Suede

thousand eyes Stare back at you They watch the sky They watch the sun They watch them all They're having fun With eyes of blue And eyes of green And eyes that watch The drum machine We like

Asda Town Suede

Sunday, Monday, we lie around But it's not easy Someday, one day we'll get sky and move away And like the birds we'll fly tomorrow Obscene machines that glide away And like the birds

Asda Town (Remastered) Suede

Sunday, Monday we lie around But it`s not easy Someday, one day We`ll get sky and move away And like the birds we`ll fly tomorrow Obscene machines that glide away And like the birds we`ll fly tomorrow

Be my god Suede

************* Be My God(1992) ************************************ The very first Suede single, only 500 copies pressed, but never released commercially.

The Prey Suede

I never wanted your shit on my shoes I gave you my time, I gave you my body Never meant to be your flower girl I never wanted that We'll run like the prey As fast as the wind On a day like today Oh, let

New generation Suede

Screaming my name through the astral plain And in this catalogue fown she takes me down Down through the platinum spires Down through the telephone wires And we shake it around in the underground And like

New Generation Suede

name through the astral plane And in this catalogue town she takes me down Down through the platinum spires Down through the telephone wires And we shake it around in the underground And like

New Generation Suede

Screaming my name through the astral plane And in this catalogue town she takes me down Down through the platinum spires Down through the telephone wires And we shake it around in the underground And like

It Starts And Ends With You Suede

Like a cause without a martyr Like an effigy of balsa Like a hairline crack in a radiator Leaking life I shout out but it just spins faster I crawl up but my knees are water I cling on by my nails to the

Personality Disorder Suede

(One, two, three, four) And our lives too will pass and fade like this moment Our clothes are like an anthem for sorrow And the words we use are like future ghosts And our lives too will fall apart like

Personality Disorder (Live) Suede

(One, two, three, four) And our lives too will pass and fade like this moment Our clothes are like an anthem for sorrow And the words we use are like future ghosts And our lives too will fall apart like

New Generation (Edit) Suede

Screaming my name through the astral plane And in this catalogue town she takes me down Down through the platinum spires Down through the telephone wires And we shake it around in the underground And like

Painted People Suede

It ain't too hard to see, The paint, my love, gets you going like you wanna be got for the next world's scene. It ain't too hard to sing. The pill's taken everything.

Painted People Suede

Painted people get you going And I'll smother that pig in a holy scene It ain't too hard to see The paint, my love, gets you going like You wanna be got for the next world's scene It ain't too hard

Killing Of A Flash Boy Suede

All the white kids shuffle to the heavy metal stutter And go shaking on the scene like killing machines And they know that when she's stacked up top She'll be a sucker for the shotgun show Shaking

Killing Of A Flash Boy Suede

All the white kids shuffle to the heavy metal stutter And go shaking on the scene like killing machines And they know that when she's stacked up top She'll be a sucker for the shotgun show

Killing Of A Flash Boy (Live) Suede

All the white kids shuffle to the heavy metal stutter And go shaking on the scene like killing machines And they know that when she's stacked up top She'll be a sucker for the shotgun show Shaking obscene