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Mlle (Live 1988)
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Mlle (Live 1988) was released on August 29, 2011 by Beggars Banquet as a part of the album Live 1988
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Release DateAugust 29, 2011
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM125

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Luxuria
Luxuria
Performer
Howard Devoto
Howard Devoto
Vocals
Norman Fisher Jones
Norman Fisher Jones
Guitar
James Gardner
James Gardner
Keyboards, Musician
Karl Leiker
Karl Leiker
Bass Guitar, Musician
Mark Rowlatt
Mark Rowlatt
Drums, Musician
Mr. Frog
Mr. Frog
Musician, Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Barry Adamson
Barry Adamson
Composer
Howard Devoto
Howard Devoto
Songwriter
Norman Fisher Jones
Norman Fisher Jones
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mick McKenna
Mick McKenna
Engineer

Lyrics

They're called technical problems, you know
This is called a book
Those few steps from the landing to Albertine's door
Those few steps which no one now could prevent my taking
I took with delight, with prudence
As though plunged into a new and strange element
As if in going forward I had been gently
Displacing the liquid stream of happiness
And at the same time with a strange feeling of absolute power
And of entering at length into an
Inheritance which had been mine from all time
A winter's night, the northern quay
The Isle of Dogs, the rabid one is me
You sip your drink of disdain
And I just said these days my heart
It seems to be a kind of hand grenade
Nothing in the air tugs at the tower blocks
As you raise your finger and pull it in
Nothing much other pulls down these disconnected dogs
Do you really think you just scratched your chin?
You were never, never Albertine
And I was never Paul Marcel
Who were you that came round, mademoiselle?
I forgive nobody and now I act up
And you learn when in frown
I contract love as I devour doubt
Play my destiny in intensity
And tell me how you got to the part
In this, my own illicit agony
I lay it on pretty thick, you spend yourself giving in
Adapting, dividing under every skin
My final words as you get up to leave
If you're free as air, I don't want to breathe
Good evening, I am the madman in love with your daughter
We need to talk, just you and me
I saw it last in Eden as the weather brought eastern water
Where the river snakes its way out to sea
But you were never, never Albertine
And I was never Paul Marcel
Who were you that came round, mademoiselle?
Such are the revolving spotlights of jealousy
Written by: Barry Adamson, Howard Devoto, Norman Fisher Jones
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