This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
I confide to anything
So I have to hide from everything.
Everybody wants a piece of me.
Rinse the origin and cease to be
Sit back and let it happen,
Let us take your time away
I don't understand you.
I don't want your time of day.
If you're gonna walk, might as well walk your way,
Always walk the whole ways,
Forget the punk, I pack the funk.
I'm gonna take a piece of you.
Making money for good health, but first I learn to see myself
Making money for good health, but first I learn to see myself
You've promised me poems
You've promised me poems
You've promised me poems
I rue the day that I ever met you,
And deeply regret you getting close to me.
I cannot wait to deeply neglect you,
Deeply forget you, Jesus believe me,
You promised me poems.
You might have been my reason for livin'
I gave up ungivin', gave up everything.
We were a right pair of believers
A couple of dreamers, so how come
You hate me?
You promised me poems
You promised me poems
You promised me poems
You promised me poems
Dreamed of ringing voices,
They contemplated choices.
Taste like a rare kiss,
To heighten my awareness.
With all fairness, greatness, with gratitude.
And simply rhymes with attitude
Now do promotion and TV, and ya still can't see. We
Down the hill cascade
And keep away the masquerade,
Dreamed of ringing voices,
And you promised me poems
And you promised me poems
And you promised me poems
And you promised me poems
So I have to hide from everything.
Everybody wants a piece of me.
Rinse the origin and cease to be
Sit back and let it happen,
Let us take your time away
I don't understand you.
I don't want your time of day.
If you're gonna walk, might as well walk your way,
Always walk the whole ways,
Forget the punk, I pack the funk.
I'm gonna take a piece of you.
Making money for good health, but first I learn to see myself
Making money for good health, but first I learn to see myself
You've promised me poems
You've promised me poems
You've promised me poems
I rue the day that I ever met you,
And deeply regret you getting close to me.
I cannot wait to deeply neglect you,
Deeply forget you, Jesus believe me,
You promised me poems.
You might have been my reason for livin'
I gave up ungivin', gave up everything.
We were a right pair of believers
A couple of dreamers, so how come
You hate me?
You promised me poems
You promised me poems
You promised me poems
You promised me poems
Dreamed of ringing voices,
They contemplated choices.
Taste like a rare kiss,
To heighten my awareness.
With all fairness, greatness, with gratitude.
And simply rhymes with attitude
Now do promotion and TV, and ya still can't see. We
Down the hill cascade
And keep away the masquerade,
Dreamed of ringing voices,
And you promised me poems
And you promised me poems
And you promised me poems
And you promised me poems
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this is a really thoughful song. I love the progression of the slow beat to the next voice. it's really cool how there's 3 different people on it.
i like terry's part best :-)
agreeed! :D i really love this song!
All three parts are about different stuff though. Tricky goes off and brags about his popularity, while Terry talks about a failed relationship, and Martina sings about not wanting to be fake, i think
this song is so sad. broken dreams.
Yes, I agree. Not mostly about broken dreams, but broken promises. This whole album is deeply connected to religion. There are three personas here, as there are three voices; Tricky sings as if he were Jesus himself, blaming on everyone for he has failed. Then, Terry is one of his followers, who feels abandoned and dismissed. Martina might be Mary, or Mary Magdalene.
But I believe God was the one who promised poems, not Jesus. And God failed on everyone of them. Three voices, three Graces, triad, threesome, tribal, treasure.
Poems.
I also love Terry's part most of all. Only, I quess, it starts like: "I rue the day...", not "I ruse..."
guess