spoonman

soundgarden'in baştan aşağı müzik ziyafeti sayılabilecek superunknown albümünde bulunan parça.

soundgarden'in superunknown albümünün "black hole sun"dan sonraki en büyük hit'idir. güzel şarkıdır... daha sonraları bu şarkıyı chris cornell jeff buckley'le birlikte söylemiştir, daha bir güzel olmuştur.

underworld şarkısı.

şöyle ki;

world
tuesday
tuesday
world
tuesday
tuesday
world

I
I
I
I... try
I
I
I... try
I
I
I

watched you cry
watched you fly
watched you die

im the spoonman
talks to god
transfusion
penetration
im the spoonman
talks to god
transfusion
penetration
im the spoonman
talks to god
transfusion
penetration
im the spoonman
talks to god
transfusion
penetration

watched you cry
watched you fly
watched you die

im the spoonman
shes a wound
nice bikini
steppin razor
im the spoonman
shes a wound
nice bikini
steppin razor

watched you cry
watched you fly
watched you die

dont put your hand
where you wouldnt put your face
she said a dollar rubber rat utah plates
brilliant green substance unknown with a face like a peeled onion
sheep in drag horseback automatic
to make your home clean make it sani-flush
she said now im a new skin-free
crispy with this urge to phone into
the nosmoking zone of stainless steel
tokyo me and big white dog got
to hijack pecan tarts for babylon bambi out of mercer street
where the crackheads catwalk
charity
where teenage sex rides a stoned rhythm
trading its chiliskins to the screamers come
to hunt their meat to the gold diggers
in kissboots and the recycled blondes in theirstack heeled snatches
the monster trucks the rolling rocks
the poodle boys
with their little bone diggers and dark stuff comes oozing out the apple core tonight
like a beggars dog tasting the wind

into the blood

kaşık seslerinin hastası oldugum jeff buckley&chris cornell harikası,çok keyif verir:
Feel the rhythm with your hands
Steal the rhythm while you can, Spoonman
Speak the rhythm on your own
Speak the rhythm all alone, Spoonman

Spoonman, come together with your hands
Save me, I'm together with your plan
Save me

All my friends are Indians
All my friends are brown and red, Spoonman
All my friends are skeletons
They beat the rhythm with their bones,
Spoonman

Feel the rhythm with your hands
Steal the rhythm while you can, Spoonman

Thank you, good night people