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Ema
03:21
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Ema, would you sell your soul
to spend your life away?
Would you? Would you?
Ema, call me on the phone,
and make my happy day.
Would you? Would you?
And I'll go anywhere you say
to get that message on that day.
(Ah-ah-ah.) And the people say!
(Ah-ah-ah.) It's not okay...
You care for me, so bless your soul:
Don't put me on the dole.
Oh, Ema, won't you please, oh, please
just give me my pay.
Ema, do you love me,
or will cash only suffice?
Do you? Do you?
Ema, will you bank on me
or am I not your type?
Will you? Will you?
And I'll go anywhere you say
to get that message on that day.
(Ah-ah-ah.) And the people say!
(Ah-ah-ah.) It's not okay...
You care for me, so bless your soul:
Don't put me on the dole.
Oh, Ema, won't you please, oh, please
just give me my pay.
And I can see clearly now that
you were always there for me.
And I can see clearly now that
you were always there for me.
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2. |
Slug
03:07
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It’s 11:46, I got nothing left for piss,
Just me, my clothes, heartache, and Hell.
I got worry on my mind,
Can’t leave you behind:
Cause it’s me, my clothes, heartache, and Hell.
Fourteen minutes later; I still love you and I hate her.
The bells toll in another day for us.
I got killing on my mind – killing off my mind.
Can’t let them see me when I’m like this.
So I slap on my best smile and I take a little while –
Fixing the covers on my bed.
It comes pouring out my eyes;
Gushing out my mouth;
My world comes crashing down
And I smile.
The scarf around my neck – it holds all my broken thoughts –
separates my head and heart.
I’ve been thinking recently, just how much you mean to me
Sorry, dear, this is how it starts.
So I slap on my best smile and I take a little while –
Fixing the covers on my bed.
It comes pouring out my eyes;
Gushing out my mouth;
My world comes crashing down
And I smile.
When I’m in your arms,
It makes me feel like I could be whole again.
When I’m in your arms,
It makes me feel like we could be one again.
'Cause you hold all my worries
in those wrists that haunt my dreams.
It’s 11:46, I got nothing left for piss.
But a glistening stream from my bed -
It rushes from my ears to the edge of the sheets
It’s where the slug climbed outta my head.
When I’m in your arms,
It makes me feel like I could be whole again.
When I’m in your arms,
It makes me feel like we could be one again.
'Cause you hold all my worries
in those wrists that haunt my dreams.
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3. |
Nee Nee Wah
03:35
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He's called Nee Nee Wah because he has a big ego.
He's called Nee Nee Wah because he is my best friend.
He's called Nee Nee Wah because he is an animal.
He's called Nee Nee Wah because and that's what all the people say.
He’s called Nee Nee Wah because he has a big ego
He's called Nee Nee Wah because he is my best friend.
He's called Nee Nee Wah because he is an animal.
He's called Nee Nee Wah because and that's what all the people say.
His name is Nee Nee, Nee Nee, that's what they say,
When they order Two for Tuesdays to take away.
And now the women, the women, they stay by my side,
and they order me kisses just like every night.
I got my spectacles on and I'm ready to examine,
what acne cream from Gordon's I'll be havin'.
Oh... Here come the horns!
Wow! One, Two, Three, Four!
Oh... He's called Nee Nee Wah (because he has a big ego.)
He's called Nee Nee Wah (because he is my best friend.)
He's called Nee Nee Wah (because he is an animal.)
He's called Nee Nee Wah (because he has a big ego.)
He's called Nee Nee Wah (because he is my best friend.)
He's called Nee Nee Wah (because he is an animal.)
//HEROIC MELODICA SOLO//
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4. |
Bubblewrap
03:52
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I laughed out a story a long time ago,
it was a funny little story about a guy I know.
It entails a substitution that was made a few years in the past.
People - they laughed - as they spat in my face,
but I laughed harder, must have thought me insane.
'Cause I knew the pain I experienced would never last.
Adios to dignity, and goodbye to pride.
I'll always have them by my side.
I laugh when they say, "It don't make me smile."
'Cause I'm freely singing all the while,
"I'm dead, but alive. I'm a sinning man."
But I don't care, I laugh 'cause I can.
Many years ago I kept your heart,
it was wrapped in bubble wrap but it became hard.
I'll keep on laughing.
C'est la vie!
I saw the white van drive up to the home,
and two big white men with two big white coats
put the man in the car, and for what?
I ain't so sure.
The man stepped out in the pouring rain.
His smile said to me that he wasn't insane.
He was laughing but that's because the pain wouldn't happen no more.
I've got a weapon in this section of my soul:
It's my pride and joy, and it will not be controlled!
I laugh when they say, "It don't make me smile."
'Cause I'm freely singing all the while,
"I'm dead, but alive. I'm a sinning man."
But I don't care, I laugh 'cause I can.
Many years ago I kept your heart,
it was wrapped in bubble wrap but it became hard.
I'll keep on laughing.
C'est la vie!
(Swing it.)
They've taken me away to a white room now -
I'm treated like a basket case. I don't know how,
I got here in the first place.
But one thing's for sure.
There's no hope for me, but all is not lost.
I'm happy as can be in my final hours.
Soon there'll be no more pain,
I gotta endure.
I've got a weapon in this section of my soul:
It's my pride and joy, and it will not be controlled!
I laugh when they say, "It don't make me smile."
'Cause I'm freely singing all the while,
"I'm dead, but alive. I'm a sinning man."
But I don't care, I laugh 'cause I can.
Many years ago I kept your heart,
it was wrapped in bubble wrap but it became hard.
I'll keep on laughing.
C'est la vie!
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5. |
Sacapuntas
02:51
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6. |
Six Pack (in Denial)
04:45
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I've been drinking up this aisle,
I am six pack in denial,
and I'm wondering when I'll ever be free.
Yeah, my man's over there
with a twelve pack of Magners,
and I'm trying to sell my grams of three.
Yeah, she giving me the eye,
but her boyfriend ain't that nice
so I'll stay in this corner of me.
Yeah, I'm drowning out my soul
but the rhythms carry on,
and I'm tryna get a fake I.D.
I don't wanna ever try,
'Cause I'll say it again,
it just ain't that nice.
Trying again, it is essential,
but writing a song is so
confidential.
I've been thinking about leaving town,
thinking about, well,
everything now.
Leave the place where it all began.
Memories that fade are not
part of the plan.
I've been thinking about leaving town,
packing all my things up and
just moving out.
Leave my brothers and my sisters behind
leaving this denial
that's on my mind.
Now I'll start the second verse
with a little bit of you
as this beast bites into my brain.
As I look around the room
disappointment and pure gloom
are the only things that still remain.
You hold on but I am slacking,
and foundations they are cracking
and more and more it fills me with pain.
Yeah, I'm drowning out my soul,
but the rhythms carry on,
and the grams of three I fail to retain.
I don't wanna ever try,
'Cause I'll say it again,
it just ain't that nice.
Trying again, it is essential,
but writing a song is so
confidential.
I've been thinking about leaving town,
thinking about, well,
everything now.
Leave the place where it all began.
Memories that fade are not
part of the plan.
I've been thinking about leaving town,
packing all my things up and
just moving out.
Leave my brothers and my sisters behind
leaving this denial
that's on my mind.
I've been thinking about leaving town,
thinking about, well,
everything now.
Leave the place where it all began.
Memories that fade are not
part of the plan.
I've been thinking about leaving town,
packing all my things up and
just moving out.
Leave my brothers and my sisters behind
leaving this denial
that's on my mind.
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7. |
Full Stop.
03:31
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You are all the same.
You cry every day.
I cannot escape.
She is such a pain.
You are all the same.
You cry every day.
I cannot escape.
She is such a pain.
I wake up in the morning and I'm feeling great,
but then I meet you on the street at a quarter to eight,
you shower me with hatred and you fill me with guilt,
and you knock down the red wall that I'd once built.
You roll your thunder like a grizzly bear,
and I try my hardest not to care,
I try to laugh it off but it just won't work.
You tell me to shut up and I go berserk.
You are all the same.
You cry every day.
I cannot escape.
She is such a pain.
It feels like a year but it's only a week,
seven whole days without making a squeak,
once it's all over, I'm glad that you're back,
'cause now I can sneeze without being attacked.
I never felt so alive, never felt so free,
there's nothing in the middle of you and me,
this fantasy lasts for a while but then pop,
another full stop.
You are all the same.
You cry every day.
I cannot escape.
She is such a pain.
You are all the same.
You cry every day.
I cannot escape.
She is such a pain.
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8. |
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I'm in the love with the sheeplands of,
the sheeplands of Craigavon.
I'm in the love with the sheeplands of,
the sheeplands of Craigavon.
I'm in the love with the sheeplands of,
the sheeplands of Craigavon.
I'm in the love with the sheeplands of,
The sheeplands of Craigavon.
The sheeplands of Craigavon.
The sheeplands of Craigavon.
The sheeplands of Craigavon.
The sheeplands of Craigavon.
The sheeplands of Craigavon.
The sheeplands of Craigavon.
The sheeplands of Craigavon.
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I'm in the love with the sheeplands of, (The sheeplands of Craigavon.)
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I'm in the love with the sheeplands of, (The sheeplands of Craigavon.)
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