METALLICA - RELOAD SONGTEXTE / LYRICS
| Veröffentlichung: | 18. November 1997 |
| Aufnahme: | Mai 1995 – Februar 1996 und Juli – Oktober 1997 |
| Label: | Elektra Records |
| Genre: | Heavy Metal, Hard Rock, Country Rock, Blues Rock |
| Produzent: | Bob Rock, James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich |
| Singles: | The Memory Remains, The Unforgiven II, Fuel |
| Demos & Promotions | Better Than You, Live In London, ReLoad The Interviews, Poor Touring Me |
| Spielzeit: | 76:00 |
| LineUp: | James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich, Kirk Hammett, Jason Newsted |
| Studio: | The Plant Studios, Sausalito, CA |
| Beste Chart Position: |  1  4  1  3 |
| Auszeichnungen: |
3 x Platin für über 3.000.000 Verkäufe 1 x Gold für über 100.000 Verkäufe
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Original Lyrics | Ubersetzung |
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Fuel
(Hetfield, Ulrich, Hammett)Gimme fuel, gimme fire Gimme that which I desire Turn on, I see red Adrenaline crash and crack my head Nitro junkie, paint me dead And I see red One hundred plus through black and white War horse, warhead Fuck 'em, man, white-knuckle tight Through black and white On I burn Fuel is pumping engines Burning hard, loose and clean And on I burn Churning my direction Quench my thirst with gasoline So gimme fuel, gimme fire Gimme that which I desire Turn on beyond the bone Swallow future, spit out home Burn your face upon the chrome Take the corner, join the crash, Headlights, head on, headlines Another junkie lives too fast Lives way too fast On I burn Fuel is pumping engines Burning hard, loose and clean And on I burn Churning my direction Quench my thirst with gasoline So gimme fuel, gimme fire Gimme that which I desire White-knuckle tight Gimme fuel Gimme fire My desire On I burn Fuel is pumping engines Burning hard, loose and clean And on I burn Churning my direction Quench my thirst with gasoline Gimme fuel, gimme fire Gimme that which I desire On I burn |
Fuel
(Hetfield, Ulrich, Hammett)Gib mir Sprit, gib mir Feuer Gib mir das, worauf ich Lust habe Starten, jetzt sehe ich rot Ein Adrenalinstoss knallt mir in den Kopf Nitrolognin Junkie, malt mich schwarz Und ich sehe rot Mit über 100 durch schwarz und weiss Wie ein Schlachtross, wie ein Sprengkopf Mach sie fertig, Mann, mit weissverkrampften Knöcheln durch schwarz und weiss Ich geb weiter Vollgas Sprit pumpt in die Maschinen Verbrennt schnell, locker und sauber Und ich geb weiter Vollgas Fetze in meine Richtung Stille meinen Durst mit Benzin Gib mir Sprit, gib mir Feuer Gib mir das, worauf ich Lust habe Dreh auf bis auf die Knochen Verschluck die Zukunft, spucke das Zuhause Verbrenn dein Gesicht auf dem Chrom Geh in die Kurve, voll in den Aufprall Scheinwerfer, Schlagzeilen Wieder mal ein Fixer, der zu schnell lebt viel zu schnell gelebt hat Ich geb weiter Vollgas Sprit pumpt in die Maschinen Verbrennt schnell, locker und sauber Und ich geb weiter Vollgas Fetze in meine Richtung Stille meinen Durst mit Benzin Gib mir Sprit, gib mir Feuer Gib mir das, worauf ich Lust habe weissverkrampfte Knöchel Gib mir Sprit Gib mir Feuer Mein Begehren Ich geb weiter Vollgas Sprit pumpt in die Maschinen Verbrennt schnell, locker und sauber Und ich geb weiter Vollgas Fetze in meine Richtung Stille meinen Durst mit Benzin Gib mir Sprit, gib mir Feuer Gib mir das, worauf ich Lust habe Ich geb weiter Vollgas |
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The Memory Remains
(Hetfield, Ulrich)Fortune, fame Mirror vain Gone insane But the memory remains Heavy rings on fingers wave Another star denies the grave See the nowhere crowd cry the nowhere cheers of honor Like twisted vines that grow Hide and swallow mansions whole And dim the light of an already faded prima donna Fortune, fame Mirror vain Gone insane Fortune, fame Mirror vain Gone insane But the memory remains Heavy rings hold cigarettes Up to lips that time forgets While the Hollywood sun sets behind your back And can't the band play on? Just listen, they play my song Ash to ash, dust to dust, fade to black Fortune, fame Mirror vain Gone insane Fortune, fame Mirror vain Gone insane Dance, little tin goddess Drift away Fade away Little tin goddess Ash to ash Dust to dust Fade to black Fortune, fame Mirror vain Gone insane Fortune, fame Mirror vain Gone insane But the memory remains Ash to ash Dust to dust Fade to black But the memory remains To this faded prima donna Dance, little tin goddess, dance |
The Memory Remains
(Hetfield, Ulrich) |
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Devils Dance
(Hetfield, Ulrich)I feel you too Feel those things you do In your eyes I see a fire that burns To free the you That's wanting through Deep inside you know the seeds I plant will grow One day you will see And dare to come down to me C'mon, c'mon now take the chance That's right, let's dance Snake, I am the snake Tempting, that bite to take Let me make your mind Leave yourself behind Be not afraid I've got what you need Hunger I will feed One day you will see And dare to come down to me C'mon, c'mon now take the chance Come dance One day you will see And dare to come down to me C'mon, c'mon now take the chance I feel you too Feel those things you do In your eyes I see a fire that burns To free the you That's running through Deep inside you know Seeds I plant will grow One day you will see And dare to come down to me C'mon, c'mon now take the chance That's right Let's dance It's nice to see you here |
Devils Dance
(Hetfield, Ulrich) |
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The Unforgiven II
(Hetfield, Ulrich, Hammett)Lay beside me, tell me what they've done Speak the words I want to hear, to make my demons run The door is locked now but it's opened if you're true If you can understand the me, then I can understand the you Lay beside me, under wicked skies Through black of day, dark of night, we share this paralyze The door cracks open but there's no sun shining through Black heart scarring darker still, but there's no sun shining through No, there's no sun shining through No, there's no sun shining What I've felt, what I've known Turn the pages, turn the stone Behind the door, should I open it for you? What I've felt, what I've known Sick and tired, I stand alone Could you be there, 'cause I'm the one who waits for you Or are you unforgiven, too? Come beside me, this won't hurt, I swear She loves me not, she loves me still, but she'll never love again She lay beside me but she'll be there when I'm gone Black heart scarring darker still, yes, she'll be there when I'm gone Yes, she'll be there when I'm gone Dead sure she'll be there What I've felt, what I've known Turn the pages, turn to stone Behind the door, should I open it for you? What I've felt, what I've known Sick and tired, I stand alone Could you be there, 'cause I'm the one who waits for you Or are you unforgiven, too? Lay beside me, tell me what I've done The door is closed, so are your eyes But now I see the sun, now I see the sun Yes, now I see it What I've felt, what I've known Turn the pages, turn the stone Behind the door, should I open it for you? What I've felt, what I've known Sick and tired, I stand alone Could you be there? 'Cause I'm the one who waits The one who waits for you I take this key And I bury it in you Because you're unforgiven, too Never free Never me 'Cause you're unforgiven, too |
The Unforgiven II
(Hetfield, Ulrich, Hammett) |
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Better Than You
(Hetfield, Ulrich)look at you, then you, me Hungry and thirsty are we Holding the lion's share, holding the key Holding me back 'cause I'm striving to be Better than you Better than you Lock horns, I push and I strive Somehow I feel more alive Bury the need for it, bury the seed Bury me deep when there's no will to be Better than you Better than you Can't stop this train from rolling Nothing brings me down No, can't stop this train from rolling on and on, on Forever on and on Can't stop this train from rolling You can't take it down No, never stop this locomotion, on and on and on No, you can't bring me down 'cause I'm Better than you Better than you |
Better Than You
(Hetfield, Ulrich) |
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Slither
(Hetfield, Ulrich, Hammett)Don't go looking for snakes, you might find them Don't send your eyes to the sun, you might blind them Haven't I seen you here before? Watch the puppets dancing See the clowns fall down Tie your tap shoes tightly And wear them into town See you crawlin' See you crawlin' in Don't go looking for snakes, you might find them Don't send your eyes to the sun, you might blind them Haven't I seen you here before? There ain't no heroes here, no, no more Play the game so nicely Check, it's your move now We're standing in this jungle With serpents I have found See you crawlin' See you crawlin' in Don't go looking for snakes, you might find them Don't send your eyes to the sun, you might blind them Haven't I seen you here before? Have your heroes disappeared? See you crawlin' See you crawlin' in So don't go looking for snakes, you might find them Don't send your eyes to the sun, you might blind them Haven't I seen you here before? No, there ain't no heroes here, no Haven't I seen you here before? No there ain't no heroes here Don't go looking for snakes, you might find them Haven't I seen you here before? Have your heroes disappeared? Don't send your eyes to the sun, you might blind them |
Slither
(Hetfield, Ulrich, Hammett) |
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Carpe Diem Baby
(Hetfield, Ulrich, Hammett)Hit dirt Shake tree Split sky Part sea Strip smile Lose cool Bleed the day And break the rule Live, win Dare, fail Eat the dirt And bite the nail Then make me miss you Then make me miss you So wash your face away with dirt It don't feel good until it hurts So take this world and shake it Come squeeze and suck the day Come carpe diem, baby Draw lead Piss wine Sink teeth All mine Stoke fire Break neck Suffer through this Cheat on death Hug the curve Lose the time Tear the map And shoot the sign Then make me miss you Then make me miss you So wash your face away with dirt It don't feel good until it hurts So take this world and shake it Come squeeze and suck the day Come carpe diem, baby Live, win Dare, fail Eat dirt Bite the nail Strip smile Lose cool Bleed the day And break the rule Hug the curve Lose the time Tear the map And shoot the sign Then make me miss you Then make me miss you So wash your face away with dirt It don't feel good until it hurts So take this world and shake it Come squeeze and suck the day Come make me miss you Come carpe diem, baby Come carpe diem, baby |
Carpe Diem Baby
(Hetfield, Ulrich, Hammett) |
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Bad Seed
(Hetfield, Ulrich, Hammett)Come clean, fess up Tell all, spill gut Off the veil, stand revealed Show the cards, bring it on, break the seal Ladies and gentlemen, step right up And see the man who told the truth Swing the noose again Pierce the apple skin You bit more than you need Now you're choking on the bad seed On the bad seed Choking Let on, load off Confess, cast off At the mercy, the cat is out Drop the disguise, spit it up, spit it out And now, what you've all been waiting for I give you He Who Suffers the Truth Swing the noose again Pierce the apple skin You bit more than you need Now you're choking on the bad seed Choking on the bad seed Off the veil, stand revealed Bring it on, break the seal At the mercy, cat is out Spit it up, spit it out Spit it up, spit it out Spit it out now At the mercy Swing the noose again Pierce the apple skin You bit more than you need Choking on the seed Swing the noose again Pierce the apple skin You bit more than you need You're choking on the bad seed Off the veil, stand revealed Bring it on, break the seal At the mercy, cat is out Spit it up, spit it out Spit it up, spit it out Spit it out now Choking on the bad seed |
Bad Seed
(Hetfield, Ulrich, Hammett) |
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Where The Wild Things Are
(Hetfield, Ulrich, Newsted)So wake up, sleepy one It's time to save your world Steal dreams and give to you Shoplift a thought or two All children touch the sun Burn fingers one by one, by one Will this earth be good to you? Keep you clean or stain through? So wake up, sleepy one It's time to save your world You're where the wild things are Toy soldiers off to war Big eyes to open soon Believing all under sun and moon But does heaven know you're here? And did they give you smiles or tears? No, no tears Will this earth be good to you? Keep you clean or stain through? So wake up, sleepy one It's time to save your world You're where the wild things are Toy soldiers off to war You swing your rattle down Call to arms, the trumpets sound Toy horses start the charge Robot chessmen standing guard Hand puppets storm the beach Fire trucks trapped out of reach Hand puppets storm the beach Fire trucks trapped out of reach All clowns reinforce the rear Slingshots fire into the air All clowns reinforce the rear Slingshots fire into the air Stuffed bears hold the hill till death Crossfire from the marionettes Stuffed bears hold the hill till death Crossfire from the marionettes We shall never surrender All you children touch the sun Burn your fingers one by one Will this earth be good to you? Keep you clean or stain through? So wake up, sleepy one It's time to save your world You're where the wild things are Toy soldiers off to war Off to war Off to war So close your little eyes |
Where The Wild Things Are
(Hetfield, Ulrich, Newsted)Na los, wach auf du Verschlafener Es ist an der Zeit deine Welt zu retten Stiehlst Träume und nimmst sie zu dir Klaust einen Gedanken oder zwei Alle Kinder berühren die Sonne Einer nach dem anderen verbrennt sich die Finger Wird diese Erde gut zu dir sein ? Dich sauberhalten oder beflecken ? So wach auf, Verschlafener einer Es ist an der Zeit deine Welt zu retten Du bist da, wo die wilden Dinge sind Spielzeugsoldaten ziehen in den Krieg Bald werden sich grosse Augen öffnen Glauben alles unter Sonne und Mond Aber weiss der Himmel, dass du hier bist ? Und gaben sie dir Lächeln oder Tränen ? Nein, keine Tränen Wird diese Erde gut zu dir sein ? Dich sauberhalten oder beflecken ? So wach auf, Verschlafener einer Es ist an der Zeit deine Welt zu retten Du bist da, wo die wilden Dinge sind Spielzeugsoldaten ziehen in den Krieg Du lässt deine Rassel fallen Der Ruf zu den Waffen, Trompeten sind zu hören Spielzeugpferde beginnen mit dem Angriff Roboterschachfiguren bewachen das Ganze Handmarionetten stürmen den Strand Die Feuerlöschfahrzeuge sind außer Reichweite Handmarionetten stürmen den Strand Die Feuerlöschfahrzeuge sind ausser Reichweite Alle Narren verstärken den Nachschub Schleudern feuern in die Luft Alle Narren verstärken den Nachschub Schleudern feuern in die Luft Ausgestopfte Bären verteidigen den Hügel bis zum Tod Kreuzfeuer der Marionetten Ausgestopfte Bären verteidigen den Hügel bis zum Tod Kreuzfeuer der Marionetten Wir werden nie kapitulieren Also, Kinder, berührt die Sonne Verbrennt euch einer nach dem anderen die Finger Wird diese Erde gut zu euch sein ? Euch sauberhalten oder beflecken ? So wach auf, Verschlafener einer Es ist an der Zeit deine Welt zu retten Du bist da, wo die wilden Dinge sind Spielzeugsoldaten ziehen in den Krieg ziehen in den Krieg ziehen in den Krieg Nun schließe deine kleinen Augen |
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Prince Charming
(Hetfield, Ulrich)There's a black cloud overhead That's me And the poison ivy chokes the tree Again it's me I'm the filthy one on Bourbon Street you walk on by I'm the little boy that pushes hard and makes it cry There's a dirty needle in your child Stick me Empty bottles still in hand, still dead Still me I'm the suit and tie that bleeds the street and still wants more I'm the forty-five that's in your mouth, I'm a dirty, dirty whore Look, it's me The one who can't be free Much too young to focus But too old to see Hey, look, it's me What no one wants to see See what you brought this world Just what you want to see Hey, Ma Hey, Mom! Look, it's me And he wants to be called "Father" now Me again, me The marks inside your arms spell me Spell only me I'm the nothing face that plants the bomb and strolls away I'm the one who doesn't look quite right as children play Look, it's me The one who can't be free Much too young to focus But too old to see Hey, look, it's me What no one wants to see See what you brought this world Just what you want you want to see Hey, Ma Hey, Ma! Look, it's me Look up to me, What to be and what to fear Look up to me Look, it's me. Like what you hear? See right through me See the one who can't be free See right through me Look, it's me, what no one wants to see Now see the black cloud up ahead That's me And this poison ivy chokes the tree Again it's me And I'm the filthy one on Bourbon Street you walk on by I'm the little boy that pushes, pushes, makes it cry Look, it's me The one who can't be free Much too young to focus But too old to see Hey, look, it's me What no one wants to see See what you brought this world Just what you want to see Hey, Ma Hey, Ma! Look, it's me Hey, Ma Hey, Ma! Look, it's me |
Prince Charming
(Hetfield, Ulrich) |
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Low Mans Lyric
(Hetfield, Ulrich)My eyes seek reality My fingers seek my veins There's a dog at your back step He must come in from the rain I fall 'cause I've let go The net below has rot away So my eyes seek reality And my fingers seek my veins The trash fire is warm But nowhere safe from the storm And I can't bear to see What I've let me be So wicked and worn So as I write to you Of what is done and to do Maybe you'll understand And you won't cry for this man 'Cause low man is due Please forgive me My eyes seek reality My fingers feel for faith Touch clean with a dirty hand I touch the clean to the waste The trash fire is warm But nowhere safe from the storm And I can't bear to see What I've let me be So wicked and worn So as I write to you Of what is done and to do Maybe you'll understand And won't cry for this man 'Cause low man is due Please forgive me So low, the sky is all I see All I want from you is forgive me So you bring this poor dog in from the rain Though he just wants right back out again And I cry to the alleyway Confess all to the rain But I lie, lie straight to the mirror The one I've broken to match my face The trash fire is warm But nowhere safe from the storm And I can't bear to see What I've let me be So wicked and worn So as I write to you Of what is done and to do Maybe you'll understand And won't cry for this man 'Cause low man is due Please forgive me So low, the sky is all I see All I want from you is forgive me So you bring this poor dog in from the rain Though he just wants right back out again My eyes seek reality My fingers seek my veins |
Low Mans Lyric
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Attitude
(Hetfield, Ulrich)Suppose I say "I'm never satisfied" Suppose I say "You cut some root to make the tree survive" Just let me kill you for a while Just let me kill you for a smile Just let me kill you once I'm oh so bored to death I hunger I hunger I eat Born into attitude Asleep at the wheel Throw all your bullets in the fire And run like hell Why cure the fever? Whatever happened to sweat? Suppose I say "The vultures smile at me" Suppose I say "I've sent them down and they plan to pick you clean" And satisfaction this way comes And satisfaction this way comes And satisfaction's here and gone, gone Gone again I hunger I hunger I eat Born into attitude Asleep at the wheel Throw all your bullets in the fire And stand there Born into attitude Twist mother tongue Throw all your bullets in the fire And run like hell Why cure the fever? Whatever happened to sweat? Just let me kill you for a while Just let me kill you for a smile Just let me kill you once for me I'm bored to death And satisfaction this way comes And satisfaction this way comes And satisfaction's here and gone, gone Gone again I hunger I hunger I eat Born into attitude Asleep at the wheel Throw all your bullets in the fire And stand there Born into attitude Twist mother tongue Throwing all your bullets in the fire And run like hell Why cure the fever? Whatever happened to sweat? |
Attitude
(Hetfield, Ulrich) |
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Fixxxer
(Hetfield, Ulrich, Hammett)Dolls of voodoo all stuck with pins One for each of us and our sins So you lay us in a line Push your pins, they make us humble Only you can tell in time If we fall or merely stumble But tell me, can you heal what Father's done? Or fix this hole in a mother's son? Can you heal the broken worlds within? Can you strip away so we may start again? Tell me, can you heal what Father's done? Or cut this rope and let us run? Just when all seems fine and I'm pain free You jab another pin, jab another pin in me Mirror, mirror, upon thy wall Break the spell or become the doll See you sharpening the pins So the holes will remind us We're just the toys in the hands of another And in time the needles turn from shine to rust But tell me, can you heal what Father's done? Or fix this hole in a mother's son? Can you heal the broken worlds within? Can you strip away so we may start again? Tell me, can you heal what Father's done? Or cut this rope and let us run? Just when all seems fine and I'm pain free You jab another pin, jab another pin in me Blood for face, sweat for dirt Three Xs for the stone To break this curse a ritual's due I believe I'm not alone Shell of shotgun, pint of gin Numb us up to shield the pins Renew our faith, which way we can To fall in love with life again To fall in love with life again To fall in love with life again To fall in love To fall in love To fall in love with life again So tell me, can you heal what Father's done? Or fix this hole in a mother's son? Can you heal the broken worlds within? Can you strip away so we may start again? Tell me, can you heal what Father's done? Or cut this rope and let us run? Just when all seems fine and I'm pain free You jab another pin, jab another pin in me No more pins in me No more, no more pins in me |
Fixxxer
(Hetfield, Ulrich, Hammett) |
