Who put me down on the bottom of the food chain
Who put me down on the bottom of the food chain
Who put me down on the bottom of the food chain
Who put me down on the bottom of the food chain
Who put me down on the bottom of the food chain
Who put me down on the bottom of the food chain
Who put me down on the bottom of the food chain
Who put me down on the bottom of the food chain
Who put me down on the bottom of the food chain
Now entering the harmonic door
Gorillaz - Demon Days Album Lyrics
Gorillaz - Demon Days Lyrics
Writer: DAMON ALBARN, JAMIE HEWLETT
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Last Living Souls
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Take a gun
Or how you say
That's no way you behave
Just a law, a new begin
Sing a song that doesn't sin
And it grows
Hey, you know
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last to get away to some another day?
Do we know
Well, we know
Doesn't seem to be complete
Are we, are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Get up, get up, get up, get up...
What you say?
Cause all I was on
I got it down wrong
I see myself to get
And the Lord, seeing all now
Can you take us in
The part that comin' on
The coldest man doesn't see it's all
We go to the car
I see you walk to the far
And when you get there do you see
You fit the last you need on me
Cause we're the last living souls
We're the last living souls
Yeah, we're the last living souls
We're the last living souls
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Take a gun
Or how you say
That's no way you behave
Just a law, a new begin
Sing a song that doesn't sin
And it grows
Hey, you know
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last to get away to some another day?
Do we know
Well, we know
Doesn't seem to be complete
Are we, are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Get up, get up, get up, get up...
What you say?
Cause all I was on
I got it down wrong
I see myself to get
And the Lord, seeing all now
Can you take us in
The part that comin' on
The coldest man doesn't see it's all
We go to the car
I see you walk to the far
And when you get there do you see
You fit the last you need on me
Cause we're the last living souls
We're the last living souls
Yeah, we're the last living souls
We're the last living souls
Writer: DAMON ALBARN, JAMIE HEWLETT
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Kids with Guns
Kids with guns
Kids with guns
Taking over
But it won't be long
They're mesmerized
Skeletons
Kids with guns
Kids with guns
Easy does it, easy does it, they got something to mental
Drinking out (is she real, is she)
Pacifier (is she real, is she)
Vitamin souls (is she real, is she)
The street desire (is she real, is she)
Doesn't make sense to (is she real, is she)
But it won't be long (is she real, is she)
Kids with guns
Kids with guns
Easy does it, easy does it, they got something to mental
And they're turning us into monsters
Turning us into fire
Turning us into monsters
It's all desire
It's all desire
It's all desire
Drinking out
Pacifier
Sinking soul
There you are
Doesn't make side to
But it won't be long
Cause kids with guns
Kids with guns
Easy does it, easy does it, they got something to mental
And they're turning us into monsters
Turning us into fire
Turning us into monsters
It's all desire
It's all desire
It's all desire
Is she, is she real, is she
Is she real, is she (it's real)
Is she, is she real, is she
Is she real, is she (it's real)
[etc]
Is she is she real
Kids with guns
Taking over
But it won't be long
They're mesmerized
Skeletons
Kids with guns
Kids with guns
Easy does it, easy does it, they got something to mental
Drinking out (is she real, is she)
Pacifier (is she real, is she)
Vitamin souls (is she real, is she)
The street desire (is she real, is she)
Doesn't make sense to (is she real, is she)
But it won't be long (is she real, is she)
Kids with guns
Kids with guns
Easy does it, easy does it, they got something to mental
And they're turning us into monsters
Turning us into fire
Turning us into monsters
It's all desire
It's all desire
It's all desire
Drinking out
Pacifier
Sinking soul
There you are
Doesn't make side to
But it won't be long
Cause kids with guns
Kids with guns
Easy does it, easy does it, they got something to mental
And they're turning us into monsters
Turning us into fire
Turning us into monsters
It's all desire
It's all desire
It's all desire
Is she, is she real, is she
Is she real, is she (it's real)
Is she, is she real, is she
Is she real, is she (it's real)
[etc]
Is she is she real
Writer: DAMON ALBARN, BRIAN JOSEPH BURTON, JAMIE CHRISTOPHER HEWLETT
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
O Green World
O green world,
Don't desert me now
Bring me back to fallen town
Where someone is still alive
Fighting for something new in this
When no one needs the heart of me and I'll
Get out somewhere other than me before...
(than me before...)
O green world
Don't deserve me now
I'm made of you and you of me
But where are we?
Oh no
Sells to lie
Phone with talk, you stars
Suppose you
Down when you're in fast
Cause it seems so little to you
But now you're in love, you know
You know, me too
You know, me too
I hope sex and drugs rust into my self, holy
It feels holy
It feels like you're with your father in the place you love...
Don't desert me now
Bring me back to fallen town
Where someone is still alive
Fighting for something new in this
When no one needs the heart of me and I'll
Get out somewhere other than me before...
(than me before...)
O green world
Don't deserve me now
I'm made of you and you of me
But where are we?
Oh no
Sells to lie
Phone with talk, you stars
Suppose you
Down when you're in fast
Cause it seems so little to you
But now you're in love, you know
You know, me too
You know, me too
I hope sex and drugs rust into my self, holy
It feels holy
It feels like you're with your father in the place you love...
Writer: DAMON ALBARN, BRIAN JOSEPH BURTON, JAMIE CHRISTOPHER HEWLETT
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Dirty Harry
[ Featuring Bootie Brown ]
I need a gun to keep myself from harm
The poor people are burning in the sun
But they ain't got a chance
They ain't got a chance
I need a gun
Cause all I do is dance
Cause all I do is dance
I need a gun to keep myself from harm
The poor people are burning in the sun
No, they ain't got a chance
They ain't got a chance
I need a gun
Cause all I do is dance
Cause all I do is dance
In my backpack
I got my act right
In case you act quite difficult
And your result weaken
With anger and discontent
Some are seeking and searching like me, moi
I'm a peace-loving decoy
Ready for retaliation
I change the whole occasion to a pine box six-under
Impulsive don't ask wild wonder
Orders given to me is:
Strike and I'm thunder with lightning fast reflexes on constant alert
From the constant hurt that seems limitless with no dropping pressure
Seems like everybody's out to test ya
'til they see your break
You can't conceal the hate
That consumes you
I'm the reason why you fill up your Isuzu
Chill with your old lady at the tilt
I got a 90 days digit
And I'm filled with guilt
From things that I've seen
Your water's from a bottle
Mine's from a canteen
At night I hear the shots
Ring so I'm a light sleeper
The cost of life,
It seems to get cheaper
Out in the desert
With my street sweeper
The war is over
So said the speaker with the flight suit on
Maybe to him I'm just a pawn
So he can advance
Remember when I used to dance
Man, all I want to do is dance
(Dance!)
(Dance!)
(Dance!)
I need a gun to keep myself from harm
Writer: BRIAN JOSEPH BURTON, DAMON ALBARN, JAMIE CHRISTOPHER HEWLETT, ROMYE ROBINSON
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Feel Good Inc.
[ Featuring De La Soul ]
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, feel good
Sha, sha-ba-da, sha-ba-da-ca, feel good
Sha, sha-ba-da, sha-ba-da-ca, feel good
Sha, sha-ba-da, sha-ba-da-ca, feel good
Sha, sha-ba-da, sha-ba-da-ca, feel good
Sha, sha-ba-da, sha-ba-da-ca, feel good
Sha, sha-ba-da, sha-ba-da-ca, feel good
(Change) sha, sha (change) ba-da (change), sha-ba-da-ca, (change) feel good
(Change) sha, sha (change) ba-da (change), sha-ba-da-ca, (change) feel good
City's breaking down on a camel's back
They just have to go 'cause they don't know whack
So while you fill the streets, it's appealing to see
You won't get undercounted 'cause you're damned and free
You got a new horizon, it's ephemeral style
A melancholy town where we never smile
And all I wanna hear is the message beep
My dreams, they got her kissing, 'cause I don't get sleep, no
Windmill, windmill for the land
Turn forever hand in hand
Take it all in on your stride
It is ticking, falling down
Love forever, love is free
Let's turn forever you and me
Windmill, windmill for the land
Is everybody in?
Laughin' gas these hazmats, fast cats
Linin' 'em up like ass cracks
Play these ponies at the track
It's my chocolate attack
Shit, I'm steppin' in the heart of this here (yeah)
Care Bear rappin' in harder this year (yeah)
Watch me as I gravitate, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
Yo, we gon' ghost town this Motown
With yo' sound, you in the blink
Gon' bite the dust, can't fight with us
With yo' sound, you kill the Inc.
So don't stop, get it, get it (get it)
Until you're cheddar headed
And watch the way I navigate, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha (ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
Sha, sha-ba-da, sha-ba-da-ca, feel good
Sha, sha-ba-da, sha-ba-da-ca, feel good
Sha, sha-ba-da, sha-ba-da-ca, feel good
Sha, sha-ba-da, sha-ba-da-ca, feel good
Windmill, windmill for the land
Turn forever hand in hand
Take it all in on your stride
It is ticking, falling down
Love forever, love is free
Let's turn forever you and me
Windmill, windmill for the land
Is everybody in?
Don't stop, get it, get it
Peep how your captain's in it (feel good)
Steady, watch me navigate, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! (Feel good)
Don't stop, get it, get it
Peep how your captain's in it (feel good)
Steady, watch me navigate, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! (Feel good)
Sha, sha-ba-da, sha-ba-da-ca, feel good
Sha, sha-ba-da, sha-ba-da-ca, feel good
Sha, sha-ba-da, sha-ba-da-ca, feel good
Sha, sha-ba-da, sha-ba-da-ca, feel good
Writer: Brian Burton, Damon Albarn, David Jolicoeur, Jamie Hewlett
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Exploration Group LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Exploration Group LLC
El Manana
Summer don't know me no more
He got mad, tiresome
Summer don't know me
He'd just let me low in myself
'Cause I do know love
From you then
Just dying
I saw that day
Lost my mind
Lord, I'm fine
Maybe in time
You'll want to be mine
Don't stop the bud when it comes
It's the dawn, you'll see
Money won't get there
Ten years passed tonight
You'll flee
If you do that
I'll be sworn
To find you
I saw that day
Lost my mind
Lord, I'm fine
Maybe in time
You'll want to be mine
I saw that day
Lost my mind
Lord, I'm fine
Maybe in time
You'll want to be mine
Maybe in time
You'll want to be mine
Maybe in time
You'll want to be mine
Maybe in time
You'll want to be mine
Maybe in time
You'll want to be mine
He got mad, tiresome
Summer don't know me
He'd just let me low in myself
'Cause I do know love
From you then
Just dying
I saw that day
Lost my mind
Lord, I'm fine
Maybe in time
You'll want to be mine
Don't stop the bud when it comes
It's the dawn, you'll see
Money won't get there
Ten years passed tonight
You'll flee
If you do that
I'll be sworn
To find you
I saw that day
Lost my mind
Lord, I'm fine
Maybe in time
You'll want to be mine
I saw that day
Lost my mind
Lord, I'm fine
Maybe in time
You'll want to be mine
Maybe in time
You'll want to be mine
Maybe in time
You'll want to be mine
Maybe in time
You'll want to be mine
Maybe in time
You'll want to be mine
Writer: Damon Albarn, Brian Burton, Jamie Hewlett
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Every Planet We Reach Is Dead
I lost my leg like I lost my way
So no loose ends
Nothing to see me down
How are we going to work this out?
Dreams aren't bad, I had turned back
I love the gun
But God only knows it's
Getting hard to see the sun coming through
I love you...
But what are we going to do?
Picture on the dreamer
I'll take you deeper
Down to the sleepy glow
Time is a low...
Don't you know?
What are we going to do?
When you go back
All the second selfless days
You're in love with him
I want to see you again
I love you...
But what are we going to do?
So no loose ends
Nothing to see me down
How are we going to work this out?
Dreams aren't bad, I had turned back
I love the gun
But God only knows it's
Getting hard to see the sun coming through
I love you...
But what are we going to do?
Picture on the dreamer
I'll take you deeper
Down to the sleepy glow
Time is a low...
Don't you know?
What are we going to do?
When you go back
All the second selfless days
You're in love with him
I want to see you again
I love you...
But what are we going to do?
Writer: DAMON ALBARN, JAMIE HEWLETT
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
November Has Come
[ Featuring MF Doom ]
Slow it down some
No split clown
Bum, your old hit sound dumb
Hold it now, crown 'I'm
Where you found them at
Got 'em 'round town
Coulda drowned in it
Woulda floated bloated
Voted sugar coated
Loaded hip shooter
Draw for the poor
Free coffee at the banks
Hit through the straw
None more for me, thanks
That blanks the raw
That dank sure stank lit
Sank passed the pit for more hardcore prank spit
Crank it on blast
Roll past front street
Blew the whole spot
Like some old ass with skunk meat
These kids is too fast
Juiced off a junk treat
Who could get looser off a crunk or a funk beat?
[Chorus: x2]
Something's starting today
Where did he go? why you wanted to be?
Well you know, november has come
When it's gone away...
(baha) Can you dig it like a spigot
My guess is yes you can like, can I kick it? wicked
Liquor shot
If u happy and u know it
As you clap your hands to the thick snot of a poet flow it
Broke a pen and I'm in cope hymen
Dope or rhymin all worth it then
The hope diamond
Required off the blackmarket
Or wire tappin
Couldn't target a jar of spit
The rapid fire spark lit
Zzzzt!
A rapper bug zapper
And it don't matter after if they's a thug or a dapper.
Plug yer trap or it's maximum exposure
The beast got family in numbers asking 'em for closure
Aw, send 'em a gun an tell em clean it
Then go get the nun who said her son didn't mean it
She wore a filled-in thong
A billabong
And said, nah, fo'realla
The Villain on a Gorilla jawn?
[Chorus x2]
Writer: DANIEL DUMILE THOMPSON, DAMON ALBARN, JAMIE CHRISTOPHER HEWLETT
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
All Alone
[ Featuring Roots Manuva ]
All alone...
The beat's got soul
Deuteronomy
Snatch a piece of my wondering
This did fall like under in
Skid em with two lights
Skid em with boot light
Flamers too light
Where's the waitress
Can't take this really can't finish this
These airs and all these graces
It's my mistake I'll make it
J'd up to the boom now make it
Bounce wiggle bounce wiggle shaking all them things out
Chemical cutthroats 'bout to blow the brain out
Cut to the brain
This ain't no game
I'll show no shame
I'll birth this bane
I'll twist the game
I'll twist the game
I'll push this plane
It's plain as day
Known to what these sayers say
Known to what these doers do
It's you and who and you know where
We's about to take it there
We's about to make it clear
We're happy on we lonesome
The lone drum the beat hot
From start to finish
Ten spoons of spinach
The soul and the spillage
The cup that runneth over
We turn up the 'oh God'
All alone...
Close your eyes and see
When there ain't no light
All you'll ever be
Come and save the night
Cause I don't leave
When the morning comes it doesn't
Seem to say an awful lot to me...
All alone...
Writer: Brian Burton, Damon Albarn, Jamie Hewlett, Rodney Smith, Simon Tong
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Writer: DAMON ALBARN, JAMIE HEWLETT
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave
DARE
[ Featuring Shaun Ryder ]
It's coming up
It's coming up
It's coming up
It's coming up
It's coming up
It's coming up
It's there
It's there
You've got to press it on you
You just a-think it
That's what you do baby
Hold it down there
Jump with them all and move it
Jump back and forth
And feel like you were there yourself
And Work it out
Never did no harm
Never did no harm
It's there
It's coming up
It's coming up
It's coming up
It's coming up
It's coming up
It's there
It's there
You've got to press it on you
You just a-think it
That's what you do baby
Hold it down there
Jump with them all and move it
Jump back and forth
And feel like you were there yourself
And Work it out
Never did no harm
Never did no harm
It's there
It's coming up
It's coming up
It's coming up
It's coming up
It's coming up
It's there
Never did no harm
Never did no harm
It's there
It's coming up
It's coming up
It's coming up
It's coming up
It's coming up
It's there
You've got to press it on you
You just a-think it
That's what you do baby
Hold it down there
Jump with them all and move it
Jump back and forth
And feel like you were there yourself
And Work it out
You've got to press it on you
You just a-think it
That's what you do baby
Hold it down there
Jump with them all and move it
Jump back and forth
And feel like you were there yourself
And Work it out
Writer: Jamie Hewlett, Damon Albarn, Brian Joseph Burton, Shaun Ryder
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management, 401K MUSIC INC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management, 401K MUSIC INC
Fire Coming Out Of The Monkey's Head
Once upon a time at the foot of a great mountain
There was a town where the people known as happy folk lived
Their very existence a mystery to the rest of the world
Obscured, as it was, by great clouds
Here they played out their peaceful lives
Innocent of the litany of excessive violence that was growing in the world below
To live in harmony with the spirit of the mountain called Monkey was enough
Then one day, strange folk arrived in the town
They came in camouflage, hidden behind dark glasses, but no one noticed them
They only saw shadows you see, without the truth to the eyes
The happy folk were blind
Falling out of aeroplanes and hiding out in holes
Waiting for the sunset to come, people going home
Jump out from behind them and shoot them in the head
Now everybody dancing, the dance of the dead
The dance of the dead, the dance of the dead
In time, the strange folk found their way into the higher reaches of the mountain
And it was there that they found the caves of unimaginable sincerity and beauty
By chance, they stumbled upon the place where all good souls come to rest
The strange folk, they coveted the jewels in these caves above all things
And soon they began to mine the mountain
It's rich seam fueling the chaos of their own world
Meanwhile, down in the town, the happy folk slept restlessly
Their dreams invaded by shadowy figures digging away at their souls
Every day, people would wake and stare at the mountain
Why was it bringing darkness into their lives?
And as the strange folk mined deeper and deeper into the mountain
Holes began to appear
Bringing with them a cold and bitter wind that chilled the very soul of the Monkey
For the first time, the happy folk felt fearful
For they knew that soon the monkey would stir from it's deep sleep
Then there came a sound, distant first, that grew into castrophany so immense
That it could be heard far away in space
There were no screams, there was no time
The mountain called Monkey had spoken
There was only fire, and then
Nothing
Oh little town in USA, the time has come to see
There's nothing you believe you want
But where were you when it all came down on me?
Did you call me out?
There was a town where the people known as happy folk lived
Their very existence a mystery to the rest of the world
Obscured, as it was, by great clouds
Here they played out their peaceful lives
Innocent of the litany of excessive violence that was growing in the world below
To live in harmony with the spirit of the mountain called Monkey was enough
Then one day, strange folk arrived in the town
They came in camouflage, hidden behind dark glasses, but no one noticed them
They only saw shadows you see, without the truth to the eyes
The happy folk were blind
Falling out of aeroplanes and hiding out in holes
Waiting for the sunset to come, people going home
Jump out from behind them and shoot them in the head
Now everybody dancing, the dance of the dead
The dance of the dead, the dance of the dead
In time, the strange folk found their way into the higher reaches of the mountain
And it was there that they found the caves of unimaginable sincerity and beauty
By chance, they stumbled upon the place where all good souls come to rest
The strange folk, they coveted the jewels in these caves above all things
And soon they began to mine the mountain
It's rich seam fueling the chaos of their own world
Meanwhile, down in the town, the happy folk slept restlessly
Their dreams invaded by shadowy figures digging away at their souls
Every day, people would wake and stare at the mountain
Why was it bringing darkness into their lives?
And as the strange folk mined deeper and deeper into the mountain
Holes began to appear
Bringing with them a cold and bitter wind that chilled the very soul of the Monkey
For the first time, the happy folk felt fearful
For they knew that soon the monkey would stir from it's deep sleep
Then there came a sound, distant first, that grew into castrophany so immense
That it could be heard far away in space
There were no screams, there was no time
The mountain called Monkey had spoken
There was only fire, and then
Nothing
Oh little town in USA, the time has come to see
There's nothing you believe you want
But where were you when it all came down on me?
Did you call me out?
Writer: DAMON ALBARN, JAMIE HEWLETT
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Dont Get Lost In Heaven
Got off a plane to the countryside,
I drove to the mountain and holding the ground
There was crack on the corner and someone dead,
and fire coming out of the monkey's head
[Chorus:]
Don't get lost in heaven
They got locks on the gate
Don't go over the edge
you'll make a big mistake
Put me in a cab to suburbia
I just took a line but I wasn't with you
There was more of it there, when I got back home
But you had left me,you don't know my soul...
You're a whole bad mistake,yeah,you're a whole one...
[Chorus]
Aaaah...
I drove to the mountain and holding the ground
There was crack on the corner and someone dead,
and fire coming out of the monkey's head
[Chorus:]
Don't get lost in heaven
They got locks on the gate
Don't go over the edge
you'll make a big mistake
Put me in a cab to suburbia
I just took a line but I wasn't with you
There was more of it there, when I got back home
But you had left me,you don't know my soul...
You're a whole bad mistake,yeah,you're a whole one...
[Chorus]
Aaaah...
Writer: DAMON ALBARN, JAMIE HEWLETT
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Demon Days
In demon days, it's cold inside
You don't get nobody, people sigh
It's so bad, lasting far, but love yourself
Hiding in a hole in there
All the glasses are too big
Bring it back, got to hold it back
To let you do that yet you don't want me back
Before it fall down, falling down falling down
Falling out to go far from the soul (ah)
In these demon days
It's so cold inside
So hard for a good soul to survive
You can't even trust the air you breathe
Because mother earth wants us all to leave
When lies become reality
You numb yourself with drugs and T.V.
So pick yourself up, it's a brand new day
So turn yourself round
Don't burn yourself, turn youself
Turn yourself around
To the sun!
To the sun, to the sun...
To the sun, to the sun...
You don't get nobody, people sigh
It's so bad, lasting far, but love yourself
Hiding in a hole in there
All the glasses are too big
Bring it back, got to hold it back
To let you do that yet you don't want me back
Before it fall down, falling down falling down
Falling out to go far from the soul (ah)
In these demon days
It's so cold inside
So hard for a good soul to survive
You can't even trust the air you breathe
Because mother earth wants us all to leave
When lies become reality
You numb yourself with drugs and T.V.
So pick yourself up, it's a brand new day
So turn yourself round
Don't burn yourself, turn youself
Turn yourself around
To the sun!
To the sun, to the sun...
To the sun, to the sun...
Writer: JAMIE HEWLETT, DAMON ALBARN
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Demon Days is the second studio album by the British virtual band Gorillaz. It was released on 11 May 2005 in Japan and 23 May 2005 in the United Kingdom by Parlophone and in the United States by Virgin Records. Produced by Gorillaz, Danger Mouse, Jason Cox, and James Dring, it features De La Soul, Neneh Cherry, Martina Topley-Bird, Roots Manuva, MF Doom, Ike Turner, Bootie Brown of the Pharcyde, Shaun Ryder and Dennis Hopper.
As with the band's eponymous 2001 debut, Demon Days and its performances were accompanied by various multimedia, including interactive features on the Gorillaz website, animated music videos and animatics. The visuals were designed by the Gorillaz co-creator Jamie Hewlett, under his design company Zombie Flesh Eaters.
Demon Days reached the top 10 in 23 countries. It reached number one on the UK Albums Chart and number 6 on the US Billboard 200, and was later certified six times platinum in the UK and double platinum in the US. Outperforming their debut, the album has sold eight million copies worldwide. The album spawned the singles "Feel Good Inc.", "Dare", "Dirty Harry", "Kids with Guns", and "El Mañana".
Spin ranked Demon Days the fourth-best album of 2005, while Mojo ranked it at number eighteen on their year-end list and hailed the album as a "genre-busting, contemporary pop milestone". The NME placed the album at number 98 on their list of 100 greatest albums of the decade, and Uncut placed it at number 75 on their list of top 150 albums of the decade. Complex included it on their list of 100 Best Albums of the Complex Decade, placing it at number 43, and Spin later included it in their list of "The 300 Best Albums of 1985-2014".
In 2020, the album was included at the 100 Best Albums of the 21st Century list of Stacker, being ranked at 25. In 2023, Rolling Stone ranked Demon Days number 437 on their list of the 500 Greatest Albums of All Time.
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GorillazAs with the band's eponymous 2001 debut, Demon Days and its performances were accompanied by various multimedia, including interactive features on the Gorillaz website, animated music videos and animatics. The visuals were designed by the Gorillaz co-creator Jamie Hewlett, under his design company Zombie Flesh Eaters.
Demon Days reached the top 10 in 23 countries. It reached number one on the UK Albums Chart and number 6 on the US Billboard 200, and was later certified six times platinum in the UK and double platinum in the US. Outperforming their debut, the album has sold eight million copies worldwide. The album spawned the singles "Feel Good Inc.", "Dare", "Dirty Harry", "Kids with Guns", and "El Mañana".
Spin ranked Demon Days the fourth-best album of 2005, while Mojo ranked it at number eighteen on their year-end list and hailed the album as a "genre-busting, contemporary pop milestone". The NME placed the album at number 98 on their list of 100 greatest albums of the decade, and Uncut placed it at number 75 on their list of top 150 albums of the decade. Complex included it on their list of 100 Best Albums of the Complex Decade, placing it at number 43, and Spin later included it in their list of "The 300 Best Albums of 1985-2014".
In 2020, the album was included at the 100 Best Albums of the 21st Century list of Stacker, being ranked at 25. In 2023, Rolling Stone ranked Demon Days number 437 on their list of the 500 Greatest Albums of All Time.
Genre(s): Alternative rock, hip hop, trip hop, pop, art rock
Producer(s): Gorillaz, Danger Mouse, Jason Cox, James Dring
Length: 51:42
Released: May 11th, 2005
Year: 2005