(from Placebo album Meds , 2006) On top of the world you get nothing done Talk is cold and burns like the sun Can’t you see these skies are breaking? cause the top of the world is where I’m from The back of the class is where I was Keeping quiet playing dumb Can’t you [...]
(Placebo, Without You I’m Nothing album, 1998) Any means in your horizon Heaven in a tourniquet The after life to keep your eyes on Bitter pill you take today With expert levitation forward Polished to the nth degree It takes its smile from every children You take the beating Any means in your horizon Every [...]
(Lyrics Nirvana) What else should I be? All apologies. What else could I say? Everyone is gay. What else could I write? I don’t have the right. What else should I be? All Apologies. In the sun In the sun I feel as one In the sun In the sun Married! Buried! I wish I [...]
(Placebo, 1996) We were tight But it falls apart As silver turns to blue Waxing with the candlelight And burning just for you Allocate your sentiment And stick it in a box I’ve never been an extrovert But I’m still breathing Someone tried to do me ache Someone tried to do me ache Someone tried [...]
(Lyrics: Marc Bolan) Friends say it’s fine, Friends say it’s good Everybody says It’s just like Robin Hood I move like a rat, talk like a cat, Sting like a bee Babe, I’m gonna be your man And it’s plain to see you were meant for me Yeah, I’m your toy, your 20th century boy [...]
Interview, October 1996 – Ray Rogers // A woman fervently digs her own grave, slits her throat, punches her arm with hypodermic needles, claws, scratches, beats herself, and lets out hollow screams. This was the “silent movie”, as rendered by a sign-language interpreter, accompanying a recent live show of Placebo, a loud guitar-driven London three-piece [...]
