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"Ooops…I did it again!!"
You’re just like the others, Britney, exactly like Cristina and Jessica and all of America’s glossy dolls, you all seem made from the same mold. All it took was me saying I'm a producer, you knelt and started to suck up, just like the others. Oh god, not literally. Literally, that happened later. The substantial difference is that with you I also managed to get to the back door (more like a gallery than a sphincter), something that was impossible with Cristina...not to mention Jessi, I would have had to drug her at the very least.
Now you're lying there, snoring naked between the silk sheets, and you snore quite a bit. Brit, what the hell are you good at? You can't sing, let alone compose, you’re not good in bed, and you can't even sleep with dignity. Why are you in the world, Brit? All this is damn unfair.
I get up disgusted, put on a pair of jeans, and thus begins my little personal revenge. But first, a pause.
The hotel window overlooking the city is still open. I sit on the windowsill, dangling my two hairy feet. The lights dazzle me, I’ve never liked all this. I look down as I smoke a cigarette. I'm on the third floor, and despite the jump that might make my femur reach shoulder height, I'm not afraid. It won't happen, I'll postpone death, suicide is not on today’s agenda. At least, not today. Strange, I’ve never suffered from vertigo.
Looks like everything else came to compensate. Damn it's cold... I turn around and see the bitch's fur coat. I reach out a hand and put it on. I turn again, just enough to stretch my hand to her purse hanging on the radiator. I glance inside...there’s her CD holder. One of Justin, a couple of 50 Cent, and a whole 4 of U2 and some other crap. I didn’t think MTV could fit in a bag. In a matter of seconds, all these nice CDs take off to the streets of Manhattan. One by one, like little flying saucers, they hover over the traffic. I don't even stay to watch where they land, I might have killed someone. You know, guilt and all.
And here comes the most beautiful CD. This one is all gold instead, it must weigh half a kilo, who knows which idiot organization it came from. She is so proud of it, always keeps it with her. I throw it high, trying to give it a spin, so that it remains perpendicular to the street. This time I know exactly where to aim. The disc sticks directly into the roof of the black limousine parked below the window. Bullseye. Tomorrow Brit will take the ride back with a limousine that looks like a taxi. What a blast. I let a few more minutes pass...
I admire your music, Brit...you have the great quality of being able to merge pop with pop, with a certain pop aftertaste, if you know what I mean. Yours is a singing that touches pop, only to return to thrill with sounds typical of the American scene, the one linked to its pop roots. And it all sounds so POP! So POP that I have to ask: why shouldn't it appeal to the POP-people?
Why do you have so much money, Brit? But above all: why do you spend it on inflating your boobs and not on conceiving something good? Why don't I spend my money to get some hair transplants and instead invest it in some absurd project? I could do so many things…Why are people so stupid? All this is incredibly unfair.
I look down. There is a homeless man. Instinctively, I toss the fur on him, more out of spite than goodwill, because I want to do wrong to the sow sleeping a few meters from me. It lands right on his head...he slumps down...damn, I killed him…no, here he moves again.
He gets up, he has a surprised face...manna has arrived, friend. Who knows what the hell he thinks, you don’t see dead animals rain down every day. If only he knew the owner’s name, he could make some good money. Too bad for him (or lucky him?) he doesn’t even know who the hell she is. But
it's also likely that for him, that bunch of animal fur has more meaning than the name of the "singer" in question. It sure does for me too.
Alright, I’ve had enough fun. I go back in the room, get dressed. I see her panties on the carpet, they are an orange color, quite ghastly. I put them on my head. I sincerely hope someone sees me, or that some bastard photographer is lurking outside the apartment or the hotel. So then with my crusader helmet on my head, all proud and straight, I walk out. I turn on the player with the latest Meshuggah and enjoy the massacre of my own brain…
..Or it could mean,
that you are the righteous men and I am the shepherd,
and it’s the world that is wicked and selfish perhaps,
that I’d like to think…
but that isn’t the truth.
The truth is, you are the weak,
And I am the tyranny of evil men.
And you’re not trying, in no way, to become the shepherd.
From Devin Townsend's diary. 17/02/2002
Tracklist Lyrics and Samples
01 Oops!...I Did It Again (03:31)
(Mmm, yeah)
Yeah-yeah yeah-yeah yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah yeah-yeah yeah-yeah
I think I did it again
I made you believe, we're more than just friends
Oh baby it might seem like a crush
But it doesn't mean that I'm serious
'Cause to lose all my senses
That is just so typically me
Oh baby, baby
Oops I did it again
I played with your heart, got lost in the game
Ooh, baby, baby, oops, you think I'm in love
That I'm sent from above
I'm not that innocent
You see my problem is this
I'm dreaming away
Wishing that heroes they truly exist
I cry, watching the days
Can't you see I'm a fool, in so many ways
But to lose all my senses
That is just so typically me
Oh, baby, oh
Oops I did it again
I played with your heart, got lost in the game
Ooh, baby, baby, oops, you think I'm in love
That I'm sent from above
I'm not that innocent
Yeah-yeah yeah-yeah yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah yeah-yeah yeah-yeah
''"All aboard"
"Britney, before you go, there's something I want you to have"
"Oh, it's beautiful, but wait a minute, isn't this...?"
"Yeah, yes it is"
"But I thought the old lady dropped it into the ocean in the end"
"Well baby, I went down and got it for you"
"Oh, you shouldn't have"''
Oops I, did it again to your heart
Got lost, in this game oh baby
Oops you (oops you) think that I'm sent from above
I'm not that innocent
Oops I did it again
I played with your heart, got lost in the game
Ooh, baby, baby, oops, you think I'm in love
That I'm sent from above
I'm not that innocent
Oops I did it again
I played with your heart, got lost in the game
Ooh, baby, baby, oops, you think I'm in love
That I'm sent from above
I'm not that innocent
02 Stronger (03:23)
Hush, just stop
There's nothing you can do or say, baby
I've had enough
I'm not your property as from today, baby
You might think that I won't make it on my own
But now I'm
Stronger than yesterday
Now it's nothing but my way
My loneliness ain't killing me no more
I'm stronger
That I ever thought that I could be, baby
I used to go with the flow
Didn't really care 'bout me
You might think that I can't take it, but you know
'Cause now I'm
Stronger than yesterday
Now it's nothing but my way
My loneliness ain't killing me no more
I'm stronger
Come on, now
Oh, yeah
Here I go, on my own
I don't need nobody, better off alone
Here I go, on my own now
I don't need nobody, not anybody
Here I go, alright, here I go
Stronger than yesterday
It's nothing but my way
My loneliness ain't killing me no more
I'm stronger than yesterday
Now it's nothing but my way
My loneliness ain't killing me no more
But now I'm
Stronger than yesterday
Now it's nothing but my way
My loneliness ain't killing me no more
I'm stronger
04 (I Can't Get No) Satisfaction (04:25)
I can't get no satisfaction
I can't get no satisfaction
And I try, and I try, and I try, and I try
I can't get no satisfaction
When I'm drivin' in my car
And that man comes on the radio
He's tellin' me more and more
About some useless information
Supposed to fire my imagination
I can't get no, oh no no no
Hey hey hey hey,(uh uh uh) this is what I say (yeah yeah)
I can't get no satisfaction
I can't get no the reaction
And I try, and I try, and I try, and I try, Babe
I can't get no (I can't get no satisfaction)
When I'm watchin' my TV (uh uh)
And that girl comes on and tells me
How tight my skirt should be
But she can't tell me who to be, Babe
I've got my own identity (uh)
I can't get no, oh no no no
I can't get no (uh) satisfaction
I can't get no (uh) satisfaction
I can't get no (uh) satisfaction
I can't get no sat-tis-fac-tion
And I try, and I try, and I try, and I try
I just can't get no
I can't get no (oh yeah yeah yeah) satisfaction (no no no)
I can't get no (I cant get no) satisfaction
oooohhhh
I cant get no (no baby)satisfaction
(oh this is what i say)
I cant get no(I cant get no) satisfaction
I cant get no (oh baby)satisfaction
I cant get no satisfaction
I cant get no satisfaction
no matter what i do no matter what i say
everywhere i go they say it's not okay
no matter what i do no matter what i say
everywhere i go they say it's not okay
Oh baby
i cant get no satisfaction
i cant get no satisfaction
SPOKEN: I cant get no satisfaction baby
05 Don't Let Me Be the Last to Know (03:51)
My friends say you're so in too deep
And that you need me desperately
They say you say we're so complete
But I need to hear it straight from you
If you want me to believe it's true
I've been waiting for so long it hurts
I wanna hear you say the words, please
CHORUS
Don't, don't let me be the last to know
Don't hold back, just let it go
I need to hear you say
You need me all the way
Oh, if you love me so,
Don't let me be the last to know
Your body language says so much
Yeah, I feel it in the way you touch
'Till you say the words
It's not enough
C'mon and tell me you're in love please
CHORUS-
Don't, don't let me be the last to know,
Don't hold back, just let it go
I need to hear you say
You need me all the way
Oh, if you love me so
Don't let me be the... last to know (yeah)
C'mon baby, c'mon darling,
C'mon, let me be the one
C'mon now, oh, oh, oh
I need to hear you say (I need to hear you say)
You love me all the way (You love me all the way)
And I don't wanna wait another day (And I don't wanna wait another day)
I wanna feel the way you feel
Oh, c'mon
CHORUS
Don't,(don't), don't let me be the last (just let me be the one)
Don't (don't) hold back (hold back), just let it go (just let it go)
I need to hear you say (I need to hear you say)
You need me all the way (You need me all the way)
So...baby, if you love me
Don't let me be the last to know
07 Lucky (03:26)
This is a story about a girl named Lucky.
Early morning, she wakes up with a
Knock, knock, knock on the door
It's time for makeup, perfect smile
It's you they're all waiting for
They go...
Isn't she lovely, this Hollywood girl?
And they say...
She's so lucky, she's a star
But she cry, cry, cries in her lonely heart, thinking
If there's nothing missing in my life
Then why do these tears come at night?
Lost in an image, in a dream
But there's no one there to wake her up
And the world is spinning, and
she keeps on winning
But tell me what happens when it stops?
They go...
Isn't she lovely, this Hollywood girl?
And they say...
She's so lucky, she's a star
But she cry, cry, cries in her lonely heart thinking
If there's nothing missing in my life
Then why do these tears come at night?
Best actress, and the winner is...Lucky!
I'm Roger Johnson from Pop News standing outside
the arena waiting for Lucky!
Oh, my God...here she comes!
(here she comes, here she comes)
Isn't she lucky, this Hollywood girl?
She is so lucky, but why does she cry?
If there is nothing missing in her life
why do tears come at night?
And they say...
She's so lucky, she's a star
But she cry, cry, cries in her lonely heart thinking
If there's nothing missing in my life
Then why do these tears come at night?
She's so lucky
But she cry, cry, cries in her lonely heart thinking
If there's nothing missing in my life
Then why do these tears come at night?
11 When Your Eyes Say It (04:07)
When your eyes say it
I love to hear you say that you love me
With words so sweet
And I love the way with just one whisper
You tell me everything
And when you say those words
It's the sweetest thing I've ever heard
Chorus:
But when your eyes say it
That's when I know that it's true
I feel it
I feel the love coming through
I know it
I know that you truly care for me
'Cause it's there to see
When your eyes say it
I love all the ways that you show me
You'll never leave
And the way your kisses, they always convince me
Your feelings run so deep
I love the things you say
And I love the love your touch conveys
Chorus:
But when your eyes say it
That's when I know that it's true
I feel it
I feel the love coming through
I know it
I know that you truly care for me
'Cause it's there to see
When your eyes say it
But when your eyes say it
That's when I know that it's true
I feel it
I feel the love coming through
I know it
I know that you truly care for me
'Cause it's there to see
When your eyes tell me
I know they're not tellin' lies
They tell me
All that you're feelin' inside
And it sounds so right
When your eyes say it, say it
And the words that say take my breath away
No song ever sounded so sweet
I love every word that they say to me
Chorus:
But when your eyes say it
That's when I know that it's true
I feel it
I feel the love coming through
I know it
I know that you truly care for me
'Cause it's there to see
When your eyes say it
But when your eyes say it
That's when I know that it's true
I feel it
I feel the love coming through
I know it
I know that you truly care for me
'Cause it's there to see
When your eyes tell me
I know they're not tellin' lies
They tell me
All that you're feelin' inside
And it sounds so right
When your eyes say it
15 Dear Diary (02:46)
Dear Diary~
Today I saw a boy and I wondered if he noticed
me. He took my breath away.
Dear Diary~
I can't get him off my mind and it scares me
'cause I've never felt this way. No one in this
world knows me better than you do, so diary I
confide in you.
Dear Diary~
Today I saw that boy. As he walked by I thought
he smiled at me. And I wondered does he know
what's in my heart? I tried to smile, but I
could hardly breathe. Should I tell him how I
feel or would that scare him away? Diary, tell
me what to do, please tell me what to say.
Dear Diary~
One touch of his hand now I can't wait to see
that boy again. He smiled and I thought my
heart could fly. Diary, do you think that we'll
be more than friends? Yeah oh, I've got a feeling we'll
be so much more than friends. oh yeah.
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