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Saturday Nights & Sunday Mornings, Counting Crows
Saturday Nights & Sunday Mornings
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Release date:

2008

 
Duration: 64:10  
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1
1492 Lyrics
1492

I'm a Russian Jew American
Impersonating African Jamaican What I want to be is an Indian
I'm gonna be a cowboy in the end
I guess I bought a gun
because it impresses all the little girls I see
and then they all wanna sleep with me
Oh whre did we disappear
into the silence that surrounds us and then drowns us in the end
Where these people who impersonate our friends
Say come again come again come again
Into the dark Italian underground
with disco lights and disco sounds and skinny
girls who drink champagne
Then they take me on their knees again,
and pull me up and out the door
past railway cars and tranny-whores
And mornings spreading out across the feathered thighs of angels
Oh were did we disappear to
the silence that surrounds us and then drowns us in the end
Will they try to get you out to pull you in
And all these people, they've been come again
In fourteen-hundred ninety two Columbus sailed the ocean blue
In fourteen-hundred ninety three he came home across the deep blue sea
In fourteen-hundred ninety four he did it with the girl next door
In fourteen-hundred ninety five, barely made it out alive
In nineteen-hundred sixty four three sailors left me at the door
In nineteen-hundred seventy some people got their hands on me
Now I'm the king of everything
I'm the king of nothing now
I am the king of everything
I am the king of nothing
Oh where did we disappear
to the silence that surrounds us and then drowns us in the end Where these people
who impersonate our friends Say come again come again come
come again Oh where did we disappear
to the silence that surrounds us and then drowns us in the end When they try to push you out to get you in
and all these people who impersonate our friends Say come again come again come
come again come again come again
03:51 219 6,02 ˆ0.10
2
Hanging Tree Lyrics
every day's such a task when this world's such a mess i try hard i do my best won't get bogged down like all the rest got no hampsters in my head, no monkey's on my back no chains and shackles to hold me down i wanna fly, i wanna fly cuz i'm alive, i'm alive the world could be such a better place who needs the garbage it's all a waste don't need the drugs, don't need the booze use that stuff you'll only lose big decision, make it right it's a battle, win the fight everything's gonna be alright i wanna fly, i wanna fly i'm alive, i'm alive, i'm alive, i'm alive screams in rooms, filled with negativity, filled with gloom all the walking trash through the ones that have to live like that not me, i'm no screwed up zombie, not of the living dead i wanna think, have a clear head places to go, people to meet cant do things with your head in the sheets tearing down all the walls, got the world by the balls got no hampsters in my head, no monkey's on my back no chains and shackles to hold me down i wanna laugh i wanna cry cuz i'm alive, i'm alive
03:51 210 5,76 ˆ0.10
3
Los Angeles Lyrics
dancing like the nights are down in Nashville
but i seem to know the ghosts who like to run
i got a call to go to a late night picture show
so i traded in the darkness and i'm already glad
i'm already there

and i'm trying to make some friends
so if you see that movie star and me
if you see my picture in a magazine
or if you fall asleep by the bedroom TV

well honey i'm just tryin' to make some sense
outta me

i left a lot of ghosts in San Francisco
and now you wanna say you see through me
but what you wanna see ain't your memories of me
so why you turn around tonight
but i'm already there
i'm already there

and i'm just trying to make some friends
so if you see that movie star and me
if you should see my picture in a magazine
or if you fall asleep while you're watching TV

well honey i'm just trying to make some sense
Los Angeles
Boston gets cold this time of year
seems like each day just leaves me numb
i gotta get out of here
go walking in the sun

well if you see that movie star and me
or if you should see my picture in a magazine
or if you fall asleep by the bedroom TV

but honey i'm just trying to make some sense
honey i'm just trying to make some friends
baby i'm not trying to make amends
for coming to Los Angeles
oh Los Angeles

no more Boston, no more Nashville, no more Oakland
oh baby come on out to the sea
come on take a walk down sunset with me

oh we gonna get drunk, find us some skinny girls, and go street walking
street walking baby in Los Angeles!

and man its a really good place to find yourself a taco
04:41 184 6,13 ˆ0.10
4
Sundays Lyrics
Well colored rubbers and a bedroom set
I wouldn't know it if it hit me
You take a little step and then it feels like love
I think I better get a little of it in me
Give me a kiss
I think it feels like love
Give me a kiss
I think it feels like sunshine
C'mon baby, light me up
I wanna look into your eyes until I go blind and...

You think that you can do without me
I can't do anything at all
You think that you can do without me
But I don't believe in Sundays
And I don't believe in anything at all

Your mother made you in a parking lot
My mother made me out of flesh and wire
Try to remember what you might forget
I try to remember everything
Try to remember so you don't disappear
Try to remember so you don't fade away
Your mother made you out of smoke and rain
Your mother made you in a fire that's faded

You think that you can do without me
I can't do anything at all
You think that you can do without me
But I don't believe in Sundays
And I don't believe in anything at all

I wanna touch you for the things I'm losing
I wanna touch you for my self-respect
Give me a reason or I might stop breathing
Give me a reason why I'm soaking wet
Gotta stop breathing cuz the sky is falling
I might go out and watch the moon explode
Give me directions to the highway crossing
I'll go lie down in the middle of the road

You think that you can do without me
I can't do anything at all
You think that you can do without me
But I don't believe in Sundays
And I don't believe in anything at all

I don't believe in Sundays
And I don't believe and I don't believe in anything in anything
And I don't believe and I don't believe in anything in anything
And I don't believe and I don't believe in anything in anything
And I don't believe and I don't believe in anything in anything
And I don't believe and I don't believe in anything in anything
And I don't believe in anything at all
04:21 193 6,00 ˆ0.10
5
Insignificant Lyrics
Can you see me
up on the building
from down on the pavement
or out in the crowd?

Can you see me
in the glare of the lamppost?
‘Cause I am walking a tightrope
into the moon

I don’t want to feel so different
But I don’t want to be insignificant, and I
Don’t know how to see the same things different
Now

Oh can you see me?
I am one in a million
Yeah, I’m Icarus falling
Out of the sun

Could you see me fall in the light of spotlights and jackknife
through night as black as a bedroom
And white as a lie?

I don’t want to feel so different
But I don’t want to be insignificant, and I
Don’t know how to see the same things different
Now

Diving through the dark
While the night turns blue
Hey
Are you aware of your intentions?
Because I wear my intentions
So clear

If you see me
Wading through water
Come drown in the river
Right in front of the world
You can wash your face and hands
In the stream of my anger
It’s as bright as white paper
And as dark as a girl

I don’t want to feel so different
But I don’t want to be insignificant, and I
Don’t know how to see the same things different
Now
04:15 200 6,05 ˆ0.10
6
Cowboys Lyrics
Cowboys on the road tonight
Crying in their sleep
If I was a hungry man with a gun in my hand,
And some promises to keep,
Who wanted to change the world,
What's as easy as murder?
It's all headlights and vapour trails
And Circle K killers

And I know I could look at anyone but you now
I could fall under the eyes of anyone
But you now, now, now, now

So come on, come on, come on
Oh, come on through now
Come on, come on, come on
Oh, come on through now

This is a list of what I should have been
But I'm not
This is a list of the things that I should have seen
But I'm not seeing
The look in your eyes
As his fingertips slid down your neck
And made you shiver
I'm just turning away from where I should have been
Because I am not anything
Oh, anything, oh

The President's in bed tonight
But he can't get to sleep
'Cause all the cowboys on the radio are killers
And I believe she loves you
'Cause you never make her feel like anything
She said, "I wouldn't feel a thing,
But I can feel, I can feel..."

And I know I could look at anyone but you now
I could fall under the arms of anyone
But you now, now, now, now

So come on, come on, come on
Oh, come on through now
Come on, come on, come on
Oh, come on through now

This is a list of what I should have been
But I'm not
This is a list of the things that I should have seen
But I am not seeing
The look in your eyes
As his fingers are unzipping your dress
And it makes you shiver
I'm just turning away from what I shouldn't see
Because I am not anything
Oh, anything, no

Everyone's in bed tonight
But nobody can sleep
'Cause all the satellites are watching through our windows
She says she doesn't love me, like, like she's acting
But it's as if she isn't talking
'Cause Mr. Lincoln's head is bleeding
On the front row while she's speaking

I said, "come on all you cowboys,
All you blue-eyed baby boys,
Oh come on all you dashing gentlemen of summer,
I'll wait for you where Saturday's a memory,
And Sunday comes to gather me,
Into the arms of God who welcome me,
Because I believe, oh I believe..."

And I know I could look at anyone but you now
I could fall under the eyes of anyone
But you now, now, now, now

So come on, come on, come on
Oh, come on through now
Come on, come on, come on
Oh, come on through now

This is a list of what I should have been
But I'm not
This is a list of the things that I should have seen
But I'm not seeing you look at me
So please, won't you look at me?
'Cause I'm not seeing you look at me
Oh, oh, I, I will make you look at me
Or I am not anything
Oh, anything
No no no no
No no no no
No, no.
05:22 206 7,91 ˆ0.10
7
Washington Square Lyrics
I sold my piano
It couldn’t come with me
I locked up my bedroom
And I walked out into the air
When nothing I needed
Was left there behind me
I walked out through the shadows
Of Washington Square
Now I live in the shadows
Where light is electric
And time is a number
That rests on a wall
And nobody knows me
My friends and my family
Are as far from this city
As Washington Square
I wandered the highways
From Dublin to Berkeley
And I heard the songbirds
Of Ballyporeen
But I loved like a fountain
And it left me with nothing
Just memories of walking
Through Washington Square
So cover this warm night
In a blanket of starlight
And I’ll follow this freeway
Out into the air
In case you should wander
And wanted to find me
I’m traveling homeward
To Washington Square
04:17 168 5,14 ˆ0.10
8
On Almost Any Sunday Morning Lyrics
Take a message to your head
Just stay beside her in the bed
You were so stupid
To believe in things you couldn't see
Then make them all you want
If you haven't got the reasons
Just make up any reason
Then pick it 'til it's torn

Take it all away
You took your coat today
But they all go back in the morning

Make a time to find your way
I got a little further today
Wash your eyes clear of anything
Just make them empty circles
Dress yourself in black of gray
I'm hungry like a wild waif or only child
This lithium is heroin to me

It makes it all withdraw
All the anger and loss
But it all keeps coming back in the morning

You keep yourself too clean
You dig yourself a dream
That we won't be coming home alone
Not this time
Not this time
Not this time
Not this time
02:59 182 3,86 ˆ0.10
9
When I Dream Of Michaelangelo Lyrics 03:10 170 3,84 ˆ0.10
10
Anyone But You Lyrics
I'm always thinking
Of someone new
I'm never sitting
Okay with you
There's always something else on my mind
There's always something I can't find

You think about anything you can
I think about you
I'll think about anything it's true (true)

I'm almost perfect
Some of the time
I'm also sinking
Some of the time

I'm almost ready
Yeah, it's almost true
For almost anyone but you

You think about anything you can
I think about you
I'll think about everything it's true (true)
I'm always sinking
Beneath the sand
You're holding nothing in your hand

You think about anything you can
I think about you
But I'll think about anything it's true (True)

Bah ba ba bah ba bah ba ba bah ba
05:26 184 7,11 ˆ0.10
11
You Can't Count On Me Lyrics 03:16 199 4,66 ˆ0.10
12
Le Ballet D'Or Lyrics 05:01 175 6,27 ˆ0.10
13
On A Tuesday In Amsterdam Long Ago Lyrics
A picture of Amsterdam
Bare trees under glass
Framed in the grey and white afternoon light
Of a winter long passed
When I was a riser
To Dublin I'd roam
She was a bareback rider
Some miles from home

Come back to me
Come back to me
Come back to me
Come back to me

She’s a carnival diver
Hung in the sky
Cutting through time like a memory
Strung on a wire
The color of anything
Fades in the air
She is the film of a book of the story
Of the smell of her hair

Come back to me
Come back to me
Come back to me
Come back to me

When everything’s over
And everything’s clear
When everyone’s older
No one is here
I try to remember
A girl on a wire
Tumbling and diving above Steven’s Green
Like a kite in the air

Come back to me
Come back to me
Come back to me
Come back to me
Oh come back to me
Come back to me
Come back to me
Come back to me
Come back to me
04:58 156 5,53 ˆ0.10
14
Come Around Lyrics
coup d'?tat(4 times)

the government gets overthrown
a sudden force,a major blow
over out,the new comes in
coup d'?tat
give me a bomb
a molotov
it's a coup d'?tat!
the generalisimo sets up shop
step out of line
your neck's on the block
armies marching through the streets
dressed so sharp,dressed so neat

coup d'?tat(twice)

a push from the left and a shove from the right
it's all planned up,we'll do it tonight
first the president then his wife
we'll take them for ranson
or take their lives
attack their embassy
they are our enemies
el presidente smokes cigars
whoever he does not like
he shoots or put behind bars

coup d'?tat(twice)

kill all
04:30 209 6,72 ˆ0.10
15
Wennen Aan September Feat. Blof (Acoustic Version) Lyrics 04:19 173 5,34 ˆ0.10