domenica, gennaio 16, 2005

...the hottness of franz ferdinand...

uuuuuuuum. not their physical hottness (i don't know what they look like), but their songs...fuck all that "maroon 5 is so sensual" shit. listen to franz ferdinand...*whistles*

You take your white finger
Slide the nail under the top and bottom buttons of my blazer
Relax the fraying wool, slacken ties
And I'm not to look at you in the shoe, but the eyes, find the eyes

Find me and follow me through corridors, refectories and files
You must follow, leave this academic factory
You will find me in the matinee
The dark of the matinee
It's better in the matinee
The dark of the matinee is mine
Yes it's mine

I time every journey to bump into you, accidentally
I charm you and tell you of the boys I hate
All the girls I hate
All the words I hate
All the clothes I hate
How I'll never be anything I hate
You smile, mention something that you like
or How you'd have a happy life if you did the things you like

Find me and follow me through corridors, refectories and files
You must follow, leave this academic factory
You will find me in the matinee
The dark of the matinee
It's better in the matinee
The dark of the matinee is mine
Yes it's mine

So I'm on BBC2 now, telling Terry Wogan how I made it and
What I made is unclear now, but his deference is and his laughter is
My words and smile are so easy now
Yes, It's easy now
Yes, It's easy now

Find me and follow me through corridors, refectories and files
You must follow, leave this academic factory
You will find me in the matinee
The dark of the matinee
It's better in the matinee
The dark of the matinee is mine
Yes it's mine

i guess that the dark of the matinee isn't that sexy, but it is a bit...and it's a great song.

You are the latest contender
You are the one to remember
You are the villain who sends her
Light or dark, fantastic passion
I know that you will surrender
I know that you will surrender
I want this fantastic passion
We'll have fantastic passion

You can feel my lips undress your eyes
Undress your eyes, undress your eyes
Words of love and words of leisure
Words of poisoned darts of pleasure
Died... and so you died

You are the latest adventure
You're an emotion avenger
You are the devil that sells her
Light or dark, fantastic passion

I know that you will surrender
I know that you will surrender
I want this fantastic passion
We'll have fantastic passion

You can feel my lips undress your eyes
Undress your eyes, undress your eyes
Skin can feel my lips they tingle - tense anticipation
This one is an easy one, feel the word and melt upon it
Words of love and words of leisure
Words of poisoned darts of pleasure
Died and so you died

[German]
Ich heisse Superphantastisch!
Ich trinke Schampus und Lachsfisch!
Ich heisse Su-per-phan-tas-tisch!

darts of pleasure has a pretty hot lyric, but the song its self isn't that sexy.

and then there's michael. michael michael michael.

This is where I be so heavenly
So come and dance with me Michael
So sexy I'm sexy
So come and dance with me Michael
I'm all that you see you wanna see
So come and dance with me Michael
So close now so close now
So come and dance with me
So come and dance with me
So come and dance with me

Michael you're the boy with all the leather hips
Sticky hair sticky hips stubble on my sticky lips
Michael you're the only one I'd ever want
Only one I'd ever want only one I'd ever want

Beautiful boys on a beautiful dancefloor
Michaelyou're dancing like a beautiful dance whore
Michaelwaiting on a silver platter now
And nothing matters now

This is what I am I am a man
So come and dance with me Michael
So strong now it's strong now
So come and dance with me Michael

I'm all that you see you you wanna see
So come and dance with me Michael
So close now it's close now
So come and dance with me
So come and dance with me
So come and dance with me

Michael you're the boy with all the leather hips
Sticky hair sticky hips stubble on my sticky lips
Michael you're the only one I'd ever want
Only one I'd ever want only one I'd ever want

Beautiful boys on a beautiful dancefloor
Michael you're dancing like a beautiful dance whore
Michael waiting on a silver platter now
And nothing matters now

Michael you're the boy with all the leather hips
Sticky hair sticky hips stubble on my sticky lips
Michael you're the only one I'd ever want
Only one I'd ever want only one I'd ever want

Beautiful boys on a beautiful dancefloor
Michael you're dancing like a beautiful dance whore
Michael waiting on a silver platter now
And nothing matters now nothing matters now
Nothing matters oh yeah

is it so wrong that i find this song so delicious? *drools* okay i have to go take a cold shower ;-)

1 Comments:

Blogger teenage faerie said...

ugh...that would kind of ruin it.

9:00 PM  

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