"So you never felt alive Until you'd almost wasted away. You had to win, you couldn't just pass The smartest ass at the top of the class Your flying colours, your family tree And all your lessons in history. Please, please, please Get up off your knees. Please, please, please, please, oh yeah. And you never knew how low you'd stoop To make that call And you never knew what was on the ground Till they made you crawl. So you never knew that the heaven You keep you stole. Your Catholic blues, your convent shoes, Your stick-on tattoos now they're making the news Your holy war, your northern star Your sermon on the mount from the boot of your car. Please, please, please Get up off your knees. Please, please, please Leave me out of this, please. So love is hard And love is tough But love is not What you're thinking of. September, streets capsizing Spilling over down the drains Shard of glass, splinters like rain But you could only feel your own pain. October, talk getting nowhere. November, December; remember We just started again. Please, please, please Get up off your knees, yeah. Please, please, please, please, ah. So love is big Is bigger than us. But love is not What you're thinking of. It's what lovers deal It's what lovers steal You know I've found it Hard to receive 'Cause you, my love I could never believe. » continua"
"Weather 'round here choppin' and changin' Surgery in the air Print shirts and southern accents Cigars and big hair. We got the wheels, petrol's cheap We only went there for a week Got the sun, got the sand Got the batteries and the handicam. Her eyes all swimming pool blue Dumb-bells on the diving board Baby's always attracted to The things she's afraid of. Big girl with a sweet tooth watches Skinny girl in the photo shoot. Freshmen, squeaky-clean she tastes of chlorine. Miami, my mammy. Love the movies, babe Love to walk through movie sets Get to shoot someone in the foot Get to smoke some cigarettes. No big deal, we know the score Just back from the video store. Got the car and the car chase. What's he got inside that case? I want a close-up of that face. Here comes the car chase. I bought two new suits Miami Pink and blue Miami I took a picture of you My mammy Getting hot in a photo booth Miami. I said you looked like a madonna. You said maybe. You said I wanna have your baby, baby. We could make something beautiful Something that wouldn't be a problem We could make something beautiful Something that wouldn't be a problem Least not in Miami. You know, some places are like your auntie But there's no place like Miami My mammy Miami My mammy. » continua"
"You can reach, but you can't grab it. You can't hold it, control it You can't bag it. You can push, but you can't direct it Circulate, regulate, oh no You cannot connect it - love. You know you're chewing bubble gum You know what that is but you still want some. You just can't get enough of that lovey-dovey stuff You get confused, but you know it Yeah, you hurt for it, work for it, love You don't always show it - love. Let go, let's go, discotheque. Go, go, let go, discotheque. Looking for the one But you know you're somewhere else instead. You want to be the song The song that you hear in your head Love, love, love, love. It's not a trick, you can't learn it It's the way that you don't pay that's okay 'Cause you can't earn it - love You know you're chewing bubble gum You know what that is But you still want some You just can't get enough of that lovey-dovey stuff Let go, let's go, discotheque. Go, go, go, go, discotheque. Looking for the one But you know you're somewhere else instead. You want to be the song The song that you hear in your head Love, love, love. But you take what you can get 'Cause it's all that you can find. Oh you know there's something more But tonight, tonight, tonight. Boom cha, boom cha, discotheque. » continua"
"If coke is a mystery Michael Jackson, history If beauty is truth And surgery the fountain of youth... What am I to do? Have I got the gifts to get me through The gates of that mansion? If O.J. is more than a drink And a Big Mac bigger than you think And perfume is an obsession And talk shows confession What have we got to lose? Another push and we'll be through The gates of that mansion. I never bought a lotto ticket I never parked in anyone's space. The banks they're like cathedrals I guess casinos took their place. Love, come on down Don't wake her she'll come around. Chance is a kind of religion Where you're damned for plain hard luck. I never did see that movie I never did read that book. Love, come on down Let my numbers come around. Don't know if I can hold on Don't know if I'm that strong. Don't know if I can wait that long Till the colours come flashing And the lights go on. Then will there be no time for sorrow Then will there be no time for shame Though I can't say why I know I've got to believe. We'll go driving in that pool It's who you know that gets you through The gates of the playboy mansion. Then will there be no time for sorrow Then will there be no time for shame Then will there be now time for shame Then will there be now time for pain » continua"
"You get to feel so guilty Got so much for so little The you find that feeling just won't go away. You're holding on to every little thing so tightly Till there's nothing left for you anyway. Goodbye, you can keep this suit of lights I'll be up with the sun I'm not coming down I'm not coming down I'm not coming down. You wanted to get somewhere so badly You had to lose yourself along the way. You changed your name Well that's okay, it's necessary And what you leave behind you don't miss anyway. Goodbye, you can keep this suit of lights I'll be up with the sun I'm not coming down I'm not coming down I'm not coming down. 'Cause I'm already gone Felt that way all along. Closer to you every day I didn't want it that much anyway. You're taking steps that make you feel dizzy Then you learn to like the way it feels. You hurt yourself, you hurt your lover Then you discover What you thought was freedom is just greed. Goodbye, and it's an emotional Goodnight, I'll be up with the sun. Are you still holding on? I'm not coming down I'm not coming down I'm not coming down. » continua"
"Nobody else here baby No-one else here to blame No-one to point the finger It's just you and me and the rain. Nobody made you do it No one put words in your mouth. Nobody here taking orders When love took a train heading south. It's the blind leading the blond It's the stuff, it's the stuff of country songs. Hey, if God will send his angels And if God will send a sign And if God will send his angels Would everything be alright? God's got his phone off the hook, babe Would he even pick up if he could? It's been a while since we saw that child Hangin' round this neighbourhood. See his mother dealing in a doorway See Father Christmas with a begging bowl. And Jesus' sister's eyes are a blister The High Street never looked so low. It's the blind leading the blond It's the cops collecting for the cons. So where is the hope and Where is the faith and the love? What's that you say to me Does love light up your Christmas tree? The next minute you're blowing a fuse And the cartoon network turns into the news. If God will send his angels And if God will send a sign Well if God will send his angels Where do we go? Where do we go? Jesus never let me down You know Jesus used to show me the score. Then they put Jesus in show business Now it's hard to get in the door. It's the stuff, it's the stuff of country songs But I guess it was something to go on. Hey, if God will send his angels I sure could use them here right now Well, if God will send his angels... Where do we go? Where do we go? » continua"
"Tonight the moon is playing tricks again Feeling sea sick again An the world could just dissolve Into a glass of water I`ve been good `cause I know you don`t want me to Do you really want me to be as blue as you It`s her daylight that gets me through We`ve been here before Last time you scratched at my door The moon was naked and cold I was like a two year old Who just wanted more If you wear that velvet dress If you wear that velvet dress Tonight the moon has drawn its curtains It`s a private show no one else going to know I`m waiting Sunlight Sunlight fills my room It`s sharp and it`s clear But nothing at all like the moon It`s okay The struggle for things not to say I never listened to you anyway And I got my own hands to pray If you wear that velvet dress If you wear that velvet dress Tonight the moon is a mirror ball Light flickers from across the hall Who`ll catch the star when it falls If you wear that velvet dress If you wear that velvet dress » continua"
"Jesus, Jesus help me I'm alone in this world And a fucked-up world it is too. Tell me, tell me the story The one about eternity And the way it's all gonna be. Wake up, wake up dead man Wake up, wake up dead man. Jesus, I'm waiting here, boss I know you're looking out for us But maybe your hands aren't free. Your Father, He made the world in seven He's in charge of heaven. Will you put a word in for me? Wake up, wake up dead man Wake up, wake up dead man. Listen to the words they'll tell you what to do Listen over the rhythm that's confusing you Listen to the reed in the saxophone Listen over the hum of the radio Listen over the sound of blades in rotation Listen through the traffic and circulation Listen as hope and peace try to rhyme Listen over marching bands playing out their time. Wake up, wake up dead man Wake up, wake up dead man. Jesus, were you just around the corner? Did you think to try and warn her? Were you working on something new? If there's an order in all of this disorder Is it like a tape recorder? Can we rewind it just once more? Wake up, wake up dead man Wake up, wake up dead man. Wake up, wake up dead man. » continua"
"Summer stretching on the grass Summer dresses pass In the shade of a willow tree Creeps a-crawling over me Over me and over you Stuck together with God's glue Itís gonna get stickier too. Itís been a long hot summer Let's get under cover Don't try too hard to think Don't think at all. I'm not the only one Staring at the sun Afraid of what you'd find If you take a look inside. Not just deaf and dumb Iím staring at the sun Not the only one Who's happy to go blind. There's an insect in your ear If you scratch it won't disappear. It's gonna itch and burn and sting Do you wanna see what the scratching brings! Waves that leave me out of reach Breaking on your back like a beach. Will we ever live in peace? 'Cause those that can't do often have to And those that can't do often have to preach To the ones staring at the sun Afraid of what you'll find if you took a look inside. Not just deaf and dumb, staring at the sun I'm not the only one who'd rather go blind. Intransigence in all around Military's still in town Armour plated suits and ties Daddy just won't say goodbye Referee won't blow the whistle. God is good but will he listen? I'm nearly great but there's something missing. I left it in the duty free, Oh, though you never really belonged to me. You're not the only one staring at the sun Afraid of what you'd find if you stepped back inside. I'm not sucking my thumb, staring at the sun Not the only one who's happy to go blind. » continua"
"She feels the earth is giving way But she thinks we`re better off that way The more you take the less you feel The less you know the more you believe The more you have the more it takes today You gotta give it away You gotta give it away You gotta give it away She doesn`t care what it`s worth She`s living like it`s the last night on earth The last night on earth She`s not waiting on a saviour to come She`s at a bus stop with the News of the World And the Sun Sun here it comes She`s not waiting for anyone You gotta give it away You gotta give it away You gotta give it away She knows just what it`s worth She`s living like it`s the last night on earth The last night on earth Slipping away Slip slide The world turns and we get dizzy Slipping away She`s living next week now You know she`s going to pay you back somehow The future is so predictable The past is too uncomfortable You gotta give it away You gotta give it away You gotta give it away She already knows it hurts She`s living like it`s the last night on earth The last night on earth Last night on earth Last night on earth » continua"
"Lookin' for to save my, save my soul Lookin' in the places where no flowers grow. Lookin' for to fill that God-shaped hole Mother, mother-suckin' rock an'roll. Holy dunc, space junk cominí in for the splash White dopes on punk staring into the flash. Lookin' for the baby Jesus under the trash Mother, mother-suckin' rock an' roll. Mother. (scat singing) Mother, am I still your son? You know I've waited for so long To hear you say so. Mother, you left and made me someone. Now I'm still a child, but no one tells me no. Lookin' for a sound that's gonna drown out the world. Lookin' for the father of my two little girls. Got the swing, got the sway, got my straw in lemonade. Still lookin' for the face I had before the world was made. Mother, mother-suckin' rock an' roll Soothe me, mother Rule me, father Move me, brother Woo me, sister. Soothe me, mother Rule me, father Show me, mother Show me, mother. Show me, mother Show me, mother Show me, mother Show me, mother. » continua"
"Take these hands, they're good for nothing You know these hands never worked a day Take these boots they're going nowhere You know these boots don't want to stray. You got my head filled with songs You got my shoelaces undone. Take my shirt, go on, take it off me You can tear it up if you can tie me down. Do you feel loved? Do you feel loved? Do you feel loved? Take the colours of my imagination Take the scent hanging in the air Take this tangle of a conversation Turn it into your own prayer. With my fingers as you want them With my nails under your hide With my teeth at your back And my tongue to tell you the sweetest lies. Do you feel loved? Do you feel loved? And it looks like the sun But it feels like the rain, oh. Love's a bully, pushing and shoving In the belly of a woman. Heavy rhythm taking over To stick together a man and a woman Stick together man and a woman Stick together. Do you feel loved? Do you feel loved? And it looks like the sun But it feels like rain And there's heat in the sun To see us through the rain. Do you feel loved? Do you feel loved? Do you feel loved? Do you feel loved? » continua"
TUTTI GLI ALBUM DELL'ARTISTA
- 18 singles
- A celebration
- A very special christmas
- Achtung baby
- All that you can't leave behind
- Altre canzoni
- Another day
- Batman forever
- Best of u2-1980-90
- Bootleg: rock's hottest ticket
- Boy (remastered)
- Driving to midnight mass
- Dublin 1993
- Favourite mixes
- Four wild irish roses
- Hasta la vista baby!
- Hasta la vista, baby!
- How to dismantle an atomic bomb
- I still haven't found what i'm looking f…
- Last night on earth, pt. 2
- New year's day
- No line on the horizon
- October (remastered)
- Original soundtracks 1
- Passengers soundtrack
- Passengers: original soundtracks 1
- Popmart 98: santiago
- Popmart: live from mexico city
- Rain on you
- Rarities and b-sides
- Rattle & hum
- Rattle and hum
- Remixes for propaganda
- Salome: the [axtung beibi] outtakes
- Stay (faraway so close)
- Sweet suburbia: the best of the skids
- The best of 1980-1990
- The best of 1980-1990 - disc 1
- The best of 1980-1990 - disc 2
- The best of 1980-1990 / the b-sides
- The best of 1980-1990/the b-sides
- The best of 1990-2000
- The best of 1990-2000 - b-sides
- The best of 1990-2000 - disc 1
- The best of 1990-2000/ the b-sides
- The best of u2 1980-1990
- The complete u2
- The ground beneath her feet
- The joshua tree
- The joshua tree (remastered)
- The joshua tree remastered
- The million dollar hotel
- The unforgettable fire
- Two shots
- U218 singles
- Under a blood red sky
- Unforgettable fire
- Wanted man: the very best of johnny cash
- War (remastered)
- We're a happy family - a tribute to ramo…
- Who's gonna ride your wild horses
- Wide awake in america