Placebo

Placebo are an English alternative rock band, formed in London in 1994 by singer-guitarist Brian Molko and guitarist-bassist Stefan Olsdal. The band were soon joined by drummer Robert Schultzberg, who was replaced in 1996 by Steve Hewitt. Hewitt parted ways with the band in 2007 due to personal and musical differences and was replaced the following year by Steve Forrest, who left the band in 2015 to pursue his own musical career.

Placebo are known for their androgynous image and musical content. To date, they have released seven studio albums, all of which have reached the top 20 in the United Kingdom, and have sold around 11 million records worldwide.

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Sucker love is heaven sent
You pucker up our passion’s spent
My heart’s a tart your body’s rent
My body’s broken, yours is spent

Carve your name into my arm
Instead of stressed I lie here charmed
‘Cause there’s nothing else to do
Every me and every you

Sucker love a box I choose
No other box I choose to use
Another love I would abuse
No circumstances could excuse

In the shape of things to come
Too much poison come undone
‘Cause there’s nothing else to do
Every me and every you
Every me and every you
Every me…

Sucker love is known to swing
Prone to cling and waste these things
Pucker up for heaven’s sake
There’s never been so much at stake

I serve my head up on a plate
It’s only comfort, calling late
‘Cause there’s nothing else to do
Every me and every you
Every me and every you
Every me…

Every me and every you
Every me…

Like the naked leads the blind
I know I’m selfish, I’m unkind
Sucker love I always find
Someone to bruise and leave behind

All alone in space and time
There’s nothing here but what here’s mine
Something borrowed, something blue
Every me and every you
Every me and every you
Every me…

Every me and every you
Every me…

Every me and every you
Every me…

Every me and every you
Every me…

Every me and every you
Every me…

Every me and every you
Every me…

The song is about hurting someone you love and saying you know you are a loser and you can’t help it.

 

Pure morning

A friend in need’s a friend indeed,
A friend with weed is better,
A friend with breast and all the rest,
A friend who’s dressed in leather,

A friend in need’s a friend indeed,
A friend who’ll tease is better,
Our thoughts compressed,
Which makes us blessed,
And makes for stormy weather,

A friend in need’s a friend indeed,
My Japanese is better,
And when she’s pressed she will undress,
And then she’s boxing clever,

A friend in need’s a friend indeed,
A friend who bleeds is better,
My friend confessed she passed the test,
And we will never sever,

Day’s dawning, skins crawling
Day’s dawning, skins crawling
Day’s dawning, skins crawling
Pure morning
Pure morning
Pure morning

A friend in need’s a friend indeed,
A friend who’ll tease is better,
Our thoughts compressed,
Which makes us blessed,
And makes for stormy weather,

A friend in need’s a friend indeed,
A friend who bleeds is better,
My friend confessed she passed the test,
And we will never sever,

Day’s dawning, skins crawling
Day’s dawning, skins crawling
Day’s dawning, skins crawling
Pure morning
Pure morning
Pure morning

A friend in need’s a friend indeed,
My Japanese is better,
And when she’s pressed she will undress,
And then she’s boxing clever,

A friend in need’s a friend indeed,
A friend with weed is better,
A friend with breast and all the rest,
A friend who’s dressed in leather.

It is about friendship, there are lots of interpretations some of them are about the importance of having female friends but others are about the interest in friendships.

 

Song to say godbye

 

You are one of god’s mistakes.
You crying, tragic waste of skin.
I’m well aware of how it aches.
And you still won’t let me in.
Now I’m breaking down your door,
To try and save your swollen face.
Though I don’t like you anymore
You lying, trying waste of space.

My oh my.
A song to say goodbye.
A song to say goodbye
A song to say goodbye,
A song to say,
Before our innocence was lost
You were always one of those blessed with lucky sevens,
And the voice that made me cry.

You were Mother Nature’s son.
Someone to whom I could relate.
Your needle and your damage done,
Remains a sordid twist of fate,
Now I’m trying to wake you up,
To pull you from the liquid sky.
Cause if I don’t we’ll both end up with just your songs that say goodbye.

My oh my.
A song to say goodbye,
A song to say goodbye,
A song to say,
Before our innocence was lost you were always one of those blessed with lucky sevens,
And a voice that made me cry.
It’s a song to say goodbye

“It generally is about someone who takes to much drugs and the person in the song doesn’t really like them anymore, but feels obligated somehow to help this person.”