Hey you, big star
Tell me when it's over (cloud)
Hey you, big mood, guide me to shelter
'Cause I'm through
When the two hits the six and it's summer (cloud)
Come (shove it, shove it, shove it)
Shove (shove it, shove it, shove it)
The sun (shove it, shove it, shove it)
Aside (shove it aside)
I think God is moving its tongue
There's no crowds in the street
And no sun
In my own summer
The shade is a tool, a device, a savior
See, I try and look up to the sky
But my eyes burn (cloud)
Come (shove it, shove it, shove it)
Shove (shove it, shove it, shove it)
The sun (shove it, shove it, shove it)
Aside (shove it aside)
Come (shove it, shove it, shove it)
Shove (shove it, shove it, shove it)
The sun (shove it, shove it, shove it)
Aside (shove it aside)
I think God is moving its tongue
There's no crowd in the street
And no sun
In my own summer
Come (shove it, shove it, shove it)
Shove (shove it, shove it, shove it)
The sun (shove it, shove it, shove it)
Aside (shove it aside)
Deftones - Around the Fur Album Lyrics
Deftones - Around the Fur Lyrics
Writer: Abe Cunningham, Chi Cheng, Chino Camilo Moreno, Stephen Carpenter
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Lhabia
Somewhere outside there are tricks and evil
Holler downstairs while I drive
I want to watch you buttercup
coming through the fog
Dying of bordem, I'll try it all
Sixteen olive
Skin bound by a voice
I dont want to go
But I want it well
At least you f*cking care
Dying of bordem, i'll try it all
I'll be faint like a crook
It looks and feels great
But look at what it's doing to you
But that's ok, look how it feels
Holler downstairs while I drive
I want to watch you buttercup
coming through the fog
Dying of bordem, I'll try it all
Sixteen olive
Skin bound by a voice
I dont want to go
But I want it well
At least you f*cking care
Dying of bordem, i'll try it all
I'll be faint like a crook
It looks and feels great
But look at what it's doing to you
But that's ok, look how it feels
Writer: ABE CUNNINGHAM, CHI CHENG, CAMILO MORENO, STEPHEN CARPENTER
Copyright: Lyrics © WARNER CHAPPELL MUSIC PUBLISHING LIMITED,
Copyright: Lyrics © WARNER CHAPPELL MUSIC PUBLISHING LIMITED,
Mascara
I feel soon
I will sink into you
What do you think
'Cause there's still blood in your hair
And I've got the bruise of the year
But there's something about her long shady eyes
I'm all about her shade tonight
I hate your tatoos
You have weak wrists
But i'll keep you
Well it's too bad
You're married to me
I will sink into you
What do you think
'Cause there's still blood in your hair
And I've got the bruise of the year
But there's something about her long shady eyes
I'm all about her shade tonight
I hate your tatoos
You have weak wrists
But i'll keep you
Well it's too bad
You're married to me
Writer: ABE CUNNINGHAM, ABRAN CUNNINGHAM, CHI CHENG, CHINO MORENO, CHINO CAMILO MORENO, STEPHEN CARPENTER
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Around The Fur
hey vanity, this vile's empty, so are you
hey glamorous, this vile's not god anymore....yeah...
speak, i don't get it
should i ignore the fasion
or go buy the book
i dont want it,
i just want your eyes fixated on me
coming back aaah
coming back around the fur
prostitute, climb back down from the floor
please dont f*ck around and die like this cause i love - her
speak, i don't get it
should i ignore the fasion
or go buy the book
i dont want it,
i just want your eyes fixated on me
coming back aah
coming back around the fur
fur the fur
speak speak you're so bad to me
i dont want to get dressed over anyway
come on have some fun
I'm innocent, drop your weapons and come on,
you're a liar you're a liar and i don't care about aaah
hey glamorous, this vile's not god anymore....yeah...
speak, i don't get it
should i ignore the fasion
or go buy the book
i dont want it,
i just want your eyes fixated on me
coming back aaah
coming back around the fur
prostitute, climb back down from the floor
please dont f*ck around and die like this cause i love - her
speak, i don't get it
should i ignore the fasion
or go buy the book
i dont want it,
i just want your eyes fixated on me
coming back aah
coming back around the fur
fur the fur
speak speak you're so bad to me
i dont want to get dressed over anyway
come on have some fun
I'm innocent, drop your weapons and come on,
you're a liar you're a liar and i don't care about aaah
Writer: ABE CUNNINGHAM, ABRAN CUNNINGHAM, CHI CHENG, CHINO MORENO, CHINO CAMILO MORENO, STEPHEN CARPENTER
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Rickets
It's so simple to look at every little thing I do wrong
It's so simple to overlook every little thing I do right, right?
I think too much, I feed too much
I'm gone too much, I skate too much
I snore too much, I'm blowin' too much
I ate too much I'm way too much too stuck up
You're probably right
This time, but I don't want to listen
You're probably right
This time, but I don't even care
I dream too much I think too much
I step too much, those things too much
I am too much, I'm pissed too much
I need too much, I'm not one to trust
You're probably right
This time, but I don't want to listen
You're probably right
This time, but I don't even care
And if it was mine to say
I wouldn't say it
And if it was mine to say
I wouldn't speak
I'm blowin' too much I think too much
I eat too much my face too much
I feed too much, I piss too much
I sleep too much, I snap too often
You're probably right
This time, but I don't want to listen
You're probably right
This time, but I don't even care
And if it was mine to say
I wouldn't say it
And if it was mine to say
I wouldn't speak
It's so simple to overlook every little thing I do right, right?
I think too much, I feed too much
I'm gone too much, I skate too much
I snore too much, I'm blowin' too much
I ate too much I'm way too much too stuck up
You're probably right
This time, but I don't want to listen
You're probably right
This time, but I don't even care
I dream too much I think too much
I step too much, those things too much
I am too much, I'm pissed too much
I need too much, I'm not one to trust
You're probably right
This time, but I don't want to listen
You're probably right
This time, but I don't even care
And if it was mine to say
I wouldn't say it
And if it was mine to say
I wouldn't speak
I'm blowin' too much I think too much
I eat too much my face too much
I feed too much, I piss too much
I sleep too much, I snap too often
You're probably right
This time, but I don't want to listen
You're probably right
This time, but I don't even care
And if it was mine to say
I wouldn't say it
And if it was mine to say
I wouldn't speak
Writer: Abe Cunningham, Chi Cheng, Chino Camilo Moreno, Stephen Carpenter
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Be Quiet And Drive (Far Away)
This town don't feel mine
I'm fast to get away, far
I dressed you in her clothes
Now drive me far away, away, away
It feels good to know you're mine
Now drive me far away, away, away
Far away I don't care where
Just far away I don't care where
Just far away I don't care where, just far away
And I don't care
Far away and I don't care where
Just far away and I don't care where
Just far away and I don't care where
Just far away I don't care
Far away and I don't care where
Just far away and I don't care where
Just far away I don't care
Just far away
Just far away, I don't care where
Just far away and I don't care where
Just far away and I don't care where
Just far away, away
Said, far away I don't care where, far away
I don't care just where, just far away
I don't care just where, far away
I'm fast to get away, far
I dressed you in her clothes
Now drive me far away, away, away
It feels good to know you're mine
Now drive me far away, away, away
Far away I don't care where
Just far away I don't care where
Just far away I don't care where, just far away
And I don't care
Far away and I don't care where
Just far away and I don't care where
Just far away and I don't care where
Just far away I don't care
Far away and I don't care where
Just far away and I don't care where
Just far away I don't care
Just far away
Just far away, I don't care where
Just far away and I don't care where
Just far away and I don't care where
Just far away, away
Said, far away I don't care where, far away
I don't care just where, just far away
I don't care just where, far away
Writer: Chino Camilo Moreno, Chi Cheng, Stephen Carpenter, Abe Cunningham
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Lotion
I meant to come back to put out bliss
But the style is crumbling, covered canned
It was sick and no you dont even know how it comes
Shifts then gets ruined by you f*cking slobs
But it's classical anyways
I can't help it makes me so sick over and over
It sits stiff bound with no heart
Fine cause this is where the seperation starts arising
I can see it coming over your cloud
And it's classical anyways
And how cool are you I remember
Just a bad call, it's so funny how you think
I'm so serious but that's not it
The thing is I dont give enough to give a f*ck
You're plain boring and you bore me asleep
But it's classical anyways
How cool are you I remember
And I feel sickened
And who the f*ck are you anyway you suck
It's making sick sense
Seeing how you're sticking out hardly and hoping money
Please arise up off the f*cking knees
And hop off the train for a second
And try to find your own f*cking heart
But the style is crumbling, covered canned
It was sick and no you dont even know how it comes
Shifts then gets ruined by you f*cking slobs
But it's classical anyways
I can't help it makes me so sick over and over
It sits stiff bound with no heart
Fine cause this is where the seperation starts arising
I can see it coming over your cloud
And it's classical anyways
And how cool are you I remember
Just a bad call, it's so funny how you think
I'm so serious but that's not it
The thing is I dont give enough to give a f*ck
You're plain boring and you bore me asleep
But it's classical anyways
How cool are you I remember
And I feel sickened
And who the f*ck are you anyway you suck
It's making sick sense
Seeing how you're sticking out hardly and hoping money
Please arise up off the f*cking knees
And hop off the train for a second
And try to find your own f*cking heart
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Dai The Flu
I always wondered
What it takes
Fifteen stitches
And a soft parody
To make my eyes be like deceit
I believe the sting proves heart to me
And now I know that you love me
Thank god that you love at all
Dislocated at the joint
Timing is everything in the bed
'Cause you'll sleep for hours
To keep away
Then sink the teeth
And bat your eyes
Now I know that you love me
Thank god you love at all
What a surprise
I was right
Here going off and going on
At least now I know that you love me
Thank god that you love at all
What a surprise
I was right here going off
Going on dai the flu
What it takes
Fifteen stitches
And a soft parody
To make my eyes be like deceit
I believe the sting proves heart to me
And now I know that you love me
Thank god that you love at all
Dislocated at the joint
Timing is everything in the bed
'Cause you'll sleep for hours
To keep away
Then sink the teeth
And bat your eyes
Now I know that you love me
Thank god you love at all
What a surprise
I was right
Here going off and going on
At least now I know that you love me
Thank god that you love at all
What a surprise
I was right here going off
Going on dai the flu
Writer: ABE CUNNINGHAM, CHI CHENG, CHINO CAMILO MORENO, STEPHEN CARPENTER
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Headup
Got back out, back off the forefront
I never said, or got to say bye to my boy, but
It's often I try
I think about how id be screaming
And the times would be bumping
All our minds would be flowing
Taking care of shit like
Hey holmes what you needing
As lifes coming off
Whack it will open your eyes
As I proceed to get loose
You seem to have some doubt
I feel you next to me
Fiending getting spacey
With the common love of music
Think of this as the sun and the mind
As a tool
But we could bounce back from this one
With attitude will and some spirit
With attitude will and your spirit
We'll shove it aside
Soulfly
Fly high
Soulfly
Fly free
Shut your shit, please say what you will.
I can't think
Sidestep around
I'm bound to the freestyle
Push down to the ground
With a nova dash but they watch you
Now climb up, super slide
The spirits so low it's coming over you
Soulfly
Fly high
Soulfly
Fly free
When you walk in to this world
Walk in to this world
With your head up high
Headup
I never said, or got to say bye to my boy, but
It's often I try
I think about how id be screaming
And the times would be bumping
All our minds would be flowing
Taking care of shit like
Hey holmes what you needing
As lifes coming off
Whack it will open your eyes
As I proceed to get loose
You seem to have some doubt
I feel you next to me
Fiending getting spacey
With the common love of music
Think of this as the sun and the mind
As a tool
But we could bounce back from this one
With attitude will and some spirit
With attitude will and your spirit
We'll shove it aside
Soulfly
Fly high
Soulfly
Fly free
Shut your shit, please say what you will.
I can't think
Sidestep around
I'm bound to the freestyle
Push down to the ground
With a nova dash but they watch you
Now climb up, super slide
The spirits so low it's coming over you
Soulfly
Fly high
Soulfly
Fly free
When you walk in to this world
Walk in to this world
With your head up high
Headup
Writer: MASSIMILIANO A. CAVALERA, ABRAN CARPENTER, STEPHEN CARPENTER, CHI CHENG, CAMILO CHINO MORENO
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Mx
You're so sweet
Your smile
Your pussy
And your bones
You're on fire
You move like music with your style
Let me think
(Let you think about what?)
About girls
(And what else?)
And money and new clothes
(And what do I get?)
Thirty nites
(uh huh)
Of violence
(yeah)
And sugar to love
Closer to the lung
Shove her over railing
You're sweet
But I'm tired of proving this love
See you're a bore
But you move me
Like a movie that you love
Let me think
(Let you think about what?)
About girls
(And what else?)
And money and new clothes
(And what do I get?)
Thirty nites
(uh huh)
Of violence
(yeah)
And sugar to love
Closer to the lung
Shove her over railing
Let me think
(Let you think about what?)
About girls
(And what else?)
And money and new clothes
(And what do I get?)
Thirty nites
(uh huh)
Of violence
(yeah)
And sugar to love
F*cking rock star
Closer to the lung
Closer to the lung
Shove her over railing
Your smile
Your pussy
And your bones
You're on fire
You move like music with your style
Let me think
(Let you think about what?)
About girls
(And what else?)
And money and new clothes
(And what do I get?)
Thirty nites
(uh huh)
Of violence
(yeah)
And sugar to love
Closer to the lung
Shove her over railing
You're sweet
But I'm tired of proving this love
See you're a bore
But you move me
Like a movie that you love
Let me think
(Let you think about what?)
About girls
(And what else?)
And money and new clothes
(And what do I get?)
Thirty nites
(uh huh)
Of violence
(yeah)
And sugar to love
Closer to the lung
Shove her over railing
Let me think
(Let you think about what?)
About girls
(And what else?)
And money and new clothes
(And what do I get?)
Thirty nites
(uh huh)
Of violence
(yeah)
And sugar to love
F*cking rock star
Closer to the lung
Closer to the lung
Shove her over railing
Writer: ABE CUNNINGHAM, ABRAN CUNNINGHAM, CHI CHENG, CHINO MORENO, CHINO CAMILO MORENO, STEPHEN CARPENTER
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Around the Fur is the second studio album by the American alternative metal band Deftones, released on October 28, 1997, by Maverick Records.
The songs "My Own Summer (Shove It)" and "Be Quiet and Drive (Far Away)" were released as singles with accompanying music videos. The album was certified gold by the RIAA in 1999, and was later certified platinum in 2011.
The album cover was shot by the photographer Rick Kosick during a late-night party in Seattle where the band was recording. Upon seeing the candid photo of a woman, the band decided that they wanted to use it as the album cover. Kosick was unsure who the woman was, so the band had to find and track her down to obtain permission to use the photo, which she eventually granted.
The woman appearing on the cover is Lisa M. Hughes, a friend of Stephen Carpenter. Hughes spoke publicly about the cover for the first time during the album's 20th anniversary in 2017. Moreno has since expressed his dislike of the cover, calling it "horrible".
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DeftonesThe songs "My Own Summer (Shove It)" and "Be Quiet and Drive (Far Away)" were released as singles with accompanying music videos. The album was certified gold by the RIAA in 1999, and was later certified platinum in 2011.
The album cover was shot by the photographer Rick Kosick during a late-night party in Seattle where the band was recording. Upon seeing the candid photo of a woman, the band decided that they wanted to use it as the album cover. Kosick was unsure who the woman was, so the band had to find and track her down to obtain permission to use the photo, which she eventually granted.
The woman appearing on the cover is Lisa M. Hughes, a friend of Stephen Carpenter. Hughes spoke publicly about the cover for the first time during the album's 20th anniversary in 2017. Moreno has since expressed his dislike of the cover, calling it "horrible".
Genre(s): Alternative metal, nu metal, post-hardcore
Producer(s): Terry Date, Deftones
Length: 73:56
Released: October 28th, 1997
Year: 1997