The 1975 - Paris (Live in Tokyo, Japan)

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  • Опубликовано: 14 окт 2024

Комментарии • 11

  • @kamaishtara
    @kamaishtara Год назад +29

    The audio is so clear. You are amazing for uploading this, thank you so much

  • @seoluster
    @seoluster 3 месяца назад +2

    일구칠오 서치 중에 수상할 정도로 완벽하게 찍은 영상이어서 봤더니 한국분이셨군요..👍🏻

  • @taraallen8643
    @taraallen8643 Год назад +5

    the way this song live has grown so much, i love this band.

  • @KPSoutside
    @KPSoutside Год назад +4

    This band just keeps getting better with every album. Cheers.

  • @shessassy
    @shessassy Год назад +10

    You had such an amazing spot! Thanks for the great videos!

  • @zoezhang919
    @zoezhang919 Год назад

    thanks for filmed every video with matty and polly together, and thank you so much for sharing.

  • @wendyransome6618
    @wendyransome6618 Год назад

    Beautiful rendition of a wonderful song. Thanks for sharing.😊

  • @augustineslove
    @augustineslove Год назад +1

    Thank you so much for sharing this to us❤

  • @janesexton7942
    @janesexton7942 Год назад +1

    You could be such a good man. You are cute, talented, loving and sensitive.
    Be one. Love your music!

  • @laveee-pk5wk
    @laveee-pk5wk Год назад +2

    nice!nice!nice!

  • @zzzzz88967
    @zzzzz88967 Год назад +1

    She said hello, she was letting me know
    We shared friends in Soho
    She is a pain in the nose
    And I'm a pain in women's clothes
    And you're a walking overdose in a great coat
    And so she wrote a plan for it on the back of a fag packet
    She had to leave because she couldn't hack it
    Not a lot of noise and too much racket
    I think I've spent all my money and your friends, oh
    But how I'd love to go to Paris again (again, again, again and again)
    Oh, how I'd love to go to Paris again (again, again, again and again)
    Mr. Serotonin Man, lend me a gram
    You call yourself a friend?
    I got two left feet and I'm starting to cheat
    On my girlfriend again
    I caught a pinky in her nose
    As the crowd cheered for an overdose
    And I don't suppose you know where this train goes
    There was a party that she had to miss
    Because her friend kept cutting her wrists
    Hyperpoliticized sexual trysts
    Oh, I think my boyfriend's a nihilist
    I said, hey kids we're all just the same
    What a shame
    Ya know, how I'd love to go to Paris again (again, again, again and again)
    And how I'd love to go to Paris again (again, again, again and again)
    Oh stop being an asshole
    And counting my eye rolls
    And like pistols falls in the snow
    Uh oh
    Keeping paying the tab on my half
    Man you putting me up on a shelf
    Well I believed you're clean
    But only I've seen your fist for myself
    And then she pointed at a bag of her dreams
    In a well posh magazine
    I said I'm done, babe I'm out of the scene,
    But I was picking up from Bethnal Green
    She said I've been romanticizing heroin
    And oh how I'd love to go to Paris, to Paris again (again, again, again and again)
    And how I'd love to go to Paris again (again, again, again and again)
    And how I'd love to go to Paris again (again, again, again and again)
    And how I'd love to go to Paris again (again, again, again and again)