Lyrics

Silverchair - Ana's Song (Open Fire) Lyrics

Please die Ana

For as long as you're here we're not

You make the sound of laughter

and sharpened nails seem softer

And I need you now somehow

And I need you now somehow



Open fire on the needs designed

On my knees for you

Open fire on my knees desires

What I need from you



Imagine pageant

In my head the flesh seems thicker

Sandpaper tears corrode the filth



And I need you now somehow

And I need you now somehow



Open fire on the needs designed

On my knees for you

Open fire on my knees desires

What I need from you



And you're my obsession

I love you to the bones

And Ana wrecks your life

Like an Anorexia life



Open fire on the needs designed

On my knees for you

Open fire on my knees desires

What I need from you

Open fire on the needs designed

Open fire on my knees desires

On my knees for you

Remember - summerlove
submitted by ohohoz
In a while...
maybe you remember, 
when we met... on the beach 
when you showed met the way 

from that day, 
we'd always be together 
in our hearts... in our minds 
nothing could throw it away 

chorus: 
nanananananananaeh
nananananananow 

Quiero ver, (i wanna see)
la sonrisa de tu boca
el sabor
de tu piel 
con su perfume de miel (with ur honey´s perfume)

(chorus) 

Quiero ver, 
el brillo de tus ojos 
el calor, 
de la luz 
con la que me miras tú 

(chorus) 

Show me the things that we felt in the time we were dreaming, 
show me now... feel it now 

(chorus) 

Quiero oir, (i wanna hear)
los versos de tus labios (the verses of ur lips)
y sentir, junto a ti 
la melodia de tu voz 

(chorus) 

In the past, we used to be together 
every day, of our lifes 
now its fading away 

(chorus)


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And yeah yeah God is great yeah yeah God is good
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

What if God was one of us
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the bus
Trying to make his way home

If God had a face what would it look like
And would you want to see
If seeing meant that you would have to believe
In things like heaven and in jesus and the saints and all the prophets

And yeah yeah god is great yeah yeah god is good
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

What if God was one of us
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the bus
Trying to make his way home
He's trying to make his way home
Back up to heaven all alone
Nobody calling on the phone
Except for the pope maybe in rome

And yeah yeah God is great yeah yeah God is good
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

What if god was one of us
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the bus
Trying to make his way home
Just trying to make his way home
Like a holy rolling stone
Back up to heaven all alone
Just trying to make his way home
Nobody calling on the phone
Except for the pope maybe in rome

cistaci u zutom ulice su prali,

kuci su se vukli parovi iz parka,

sta smo mogli, mi smo jedno drugom dali,

dobro jutro!

struzem s pantalona ostatke od blata,

polako i sigurno, bezis u tisinu,

cekaju te dole taksisti kod JAT-a,

dobro jutro!

jutro kvari sinoc zapocete veze,

zorom si me sutnula ko poslednji dronjak,

ja sam ti uz pice dosao ko meze.

sakrivas rukama razmazano lice,

u ustima vucem trulez od duvana,

u daljini laju dzukci lutalice,

Dobro Jutro!