B i o g r a p h y
 (by Jon O'Brien)

Emily Haines is the lead singer of the Canadian band Metric. She is also a part-time member of Broken Social Scene. She has contributed backing vocals to albums by other Broken Social Scene alumni, such as solo albums by Jason Collett. Emily is a daughter of Canadian poet Paul Haines and sister of Canadian television journalist Avery Haines. She was born in New Delhi, India, and raised in Canada. After settling in Peterborough, Ontario at the age of 3, she grew up in a milieu rich with experimental art and musical expression. Paul would often make cassettes of rare and eclectic music for his daughter to listen to and her early influences included Carla Bley, Robert Wyatt, and later PJ Harvey. By her teens she followed her parents' footsteps by attending the Etobicoke School of the Arts. There she met Amy Millan and Kevin Drew, with whom she would later collaborate in songs for Broken Social Scene and Stars.

Haines and Millan briefly formed their first band around 1990 while at Etobicoke, and with songs later written and recorded while at the University of British Columbia in Vancouver in 1992-1993, at Toronto in 1995, and at Concordia University in Montreal in 1995-1996, Haines distributed in 1996 an early effort with a limited number of copies.

Haines has also ventured out into a small solo career, releasing two albums, Cut In Half and Also Double and the anticipated Knives Don't Have Your Back (to be released in September, although it has been quietly leaked to the internet within the last week) while occasionally playing a limited amount of shows with Amy Millan as the opener. Haines' act consisted of just herself (blindfolded), and a piano. There are numerous leaks of some of the shows hovering around the internet. Her band Metric's most recently released album is entitled Live It Out.



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Cut In Half and Also Double
- 1996-01-01 -



Dog
Bore
Eden
Pretty Head
Freak
The View
Eau De Toilette
Carpet
Pink

Knives Don't Have Your Back
- 2006-09-12 -



Our Hell
Doctor Blind
Crowd Surf Off A Cliff
Detective's Daughter
The Lottery
The Maid Needs A Maid
Mostly Waving
Reading In Bed
Nothing And Nowhere
The Last Page
Winning
 

Non Albums Tracks
- Misc -

Anthems for a Seventeen-Year-Old Girl
Baby Blues
Backyards
Bottom of the world
Come Back Clean
Don't Think Twice, It's Alright
Ending Start
Expecting to fly
'Going, Going, Gone
Hangover days
Knock you out
Our Hell
Row Boat
Shrine to fast goodbyes
Sprig
Stopwatch hearts
Telethon
The bank
Them
(Pop Song #3333)
 


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Cut In Half and Also Double

Dog

I do get lonely
So many nights, spent soaking beans
And listening to my ears
You are what you hear

You are what you hear
Dog
Sit up and run
White laced panties and calm it
Your body is warm, so is my vomit
Your body is warm, but I'm not cold

Hard to say
Let it go before it gets away
Hard to move
Standing next to you

He's a good dog
I can do whatever I want to him
'Cause it doesn't show
He doesn't know any better

Sit
Rub
Here, dog

Bore

If you leave early
No one's coming out to get you
Once you're gone
We'll forget you were here and there
I get up early
Make a list and go on back to bed to dream
You're slicing up my face
You like my hair
And that's all that matters

It's too early
Bed of hands
still we can't fall asleep for too long
Forget while we're here, not over there

It's not crazy anymore
Every bus ride’s such a bore
I miss that shiny downtown whore
That I was before

It's not crazy anymore
Every bus ride’s such a bore
I miss that shiny downtown whore
That I was before

Oh misery
What would I have if you didn't have me
Oh Misery
Who are you going to move when you can't touch me
Oh misery
Who do you love if you didn't love me
Try me, I'm really not a whore...

Eden

Welcome to the garden of Eden
Can you see even me
When I've pushed
Call it a fall and
Lay all the blame on me

From where I'm standing
It's a long way down
Up here, at the top of a building
Top of a mountain, top of a crowd
Watching all the people moving
Down there in their clothes
It's like they're hiding
But there's nothing left
That everybody doesn't already know
I feel alright, I'm not coming down
Until I remember
And I will remember

Where I'm standing it's high enough I'm looking all over
Miles and miles of highway signs
Do you know how to get out when you run out
When you ran out of reasons nights ago
And I will remember
If I still remember the garden of Eden
You could see even me when I'm pushed
Called it a fall and lay all the blame on me

Pretty head

Too late today, for the sky to open
No living place lay here for the sky to fall
No one remembers when the wheel was broken
Made a rut so deep, made a massive hole
Made a man so small

I don't want to see that girl
Always got something going wrong inside her pretty head
I don’t want to be that girl

Too late today for an open moment
A stray temptation's all in her touch
And on the way, not a word was spoken
There's not much to say
Already gave some, already gave too much

I don’t want to be that girl
Always got something going wrong inside her pretty head
I don’t want to be that girl
Who can't get over it
Have been dumped and living it, and it shows

I don’t want to be that girl
Always got something going wrong inside her pretty head
I don’t want to be that girl

Freak

Traded your bucket and bruises for a bag of bones
And a wardrobe of excuses
You live too hard, you look too good
And you're in my backyard
Just like everybody said you would be

Greased by imposters
Plastic at the crust
Orbiting lighter
You'd gone too far if you could
And you're in my backyard,
Just like everybody said you would be

So let's get wired, I feel weakened
Make it look so easy, come on, come on freak
You're a liar, I'm a thief
And this will get you
If your baby gets down off, I'm listening

It gets so crowded in an empty place
Two eyeballs for every face
Three bodies hanging up a transient's cell
Six hands in the same hole
It gets so crowded in an empty place
Two eyes for every face
Three weary bodies hanging up one's soul
Six hands in the same hole
Everybody said you would be

Greased by imposters
Plastic at the crust
And I'm orbiting lighter
You live too hard, you look too good
And you're in my backyard,
Just like everybody said you would be

So let's get wired, I feel weakened
Make it look so easy, come on, come on
Let's get wired, I feel weakened
Make it look so easy, come on, come on freak
Let's get wired

In their house we're belching
Down some very nice words
Just to keep it brief
We'll get tomorrow as you win

"It's not really going to work, I don't think"
"Hmm, just play it anyway"

Beautiful boy, what can I do
I told you I told you
Beautiful boy, I know I never do
What I want to, I want to

The view

Who deserves a pretty tangle dream
Green hillside, hands inside hands
I lay before you like unclaimed land
You drove your bulldozer over
Wrote your name in the sand

I am new, watch the smoke move through
You've got this world, and the wine in your hand
So you drink it down, then you look at me
And offer me some watered down potion
Eau de toilette of devotion
Tell me you've been saving it for me
Tell me you've been saving it for me

Who deserves a pretty tangle dream
Green hillside, hands inside hands
I lay before you like unclaimed land
Clear economic potential
You hung yourself in the sky frozen blue
My smile, a tattoo, you're happy
Happy with what you've created
Tell me to choose like some big suit tycoon

You drink it down, then you look at me
And offer me some watered down potion
Eau de toilette of devotion
Tell me you've been saving it for me
Tell me you've been saving it for me

You used to shine
I can't find where you drink it down
Yeah look at me
Offer me a watered down potion
Always one to let out devotion

So you drink it down, then you look at me
And offer me some watered down potion
Eau de toilette of devotion
Tell me you've been saving it for me
Tell me you've been saving it for me

Eau de toilette

I know your ways, so when I tell you
"Don't get crazy"
But the last wall standing's fell
Daddy kicked it down
Your little sister's gonna have a baby

I heard you're planning to drive into the desert
Hope you'll find the gypsy queen there
To make your body feel a little better
I heard some talk around the table
Heard someone say your name
They talk like you were a superstar
They know you for what you are

Do you really think it's wise to try
To push the sun back down before it rises
I know you're used to winning
When are you going to choose the prizes, oh oh

You must get tired of standing on the outside
Watching the show, tired of all the useless conversation
You know how the boys like their little ladies
They like them silent, dead, dead quiet

Even though I know you don't believe in dreams
Don't even like to close your eyes
The other night there was a shot outside
You screamed in your sleep
You said "Help me I'm still breathing
Oh Jesus, sweet Jesus, isn't this enough?"

It's been a long time you've been standing in line
Just like they've taught you to
Waiting for the view, you'd learned in school
You were entitled to

Carpet

You can burn your paper fingers in the ashtray
Drown your swollen lips in my ruby wine
You can shave your heavy head
In my carpeted hallway
Lie on the floor like so many before
Being sure for the first time
You chose the right clothes to wear

You can burn your paper fingers in the ashtray
Drown your swollen lips in my ruby wine
You can shave your heavy head
In my carpeted hallway
As you laugh to erase all the dirt in this place
Making sure for the last time together is nowhere

Pink

Don't say this:
"Leave me with your brown boots
behind the door and come to bed
Everybody lies
I never said I'd be happy"

Don't say it
Don't injure your mouth
Trying to show me where you've been
I've seen everything
You can't ambush behind the tomcat grin
Sad sad, tomcat
That's a hideous void in your ears
Watching the feet while the song disappears

Don't say this:
"Put on your best suit, wash and go
Get out of my head
Everybody lies but let's be happy (Oh let's be happy)
I am gorgeous (Oh you're gorgeous)
Pink and skimpy (Pink and skimpy)
Let's be famous (let's be famous)
Let's be happy (Oh let's be happy)
And obnoxious (And obnoxious)
Thick and skinny (Skinny)
Rich and famous (Rich and famous)"

That's a hideous void in your ears
Watching the sun while the moon disappears
That's all there is, that's all I know
Got a couple of friends, say I told you so

Knives Don't Have Your Back

Our Hell

First went wrong is hard to find
We’re paralyzed, we apologize
Our hell is a good life

Last went wrong
Where’s my prize
Under the lights
Can we call it in
We’ll be on the road

Can we stop
When we stop
My back will turn
Your face toward the fence

What I thought it was it isn’t now
What I thought it was it isn’t now

All this weight is honest worse
We’re moderate, we modernize
Till our hell is a good life
All we know what to forget
How to do right
Coloring in the black hole

Can’t we stop
When we stop
My hands will shake
My eyes will burn
My throat will ache
Watching you turn
From me toward your friends

What I thought it was it isn’t now
What I thought it was it isn’t
Punishment to stall what is done
What I thought was in is missing out
What I thought it was it isn’t now

There’s a pattern in the system
There’s a bullet in the gun
That’s why I tried to save you
But it can’t be done
It can’t be done

Doctor Blind

The Lack of Light
Hollow Sea
Poison Beaches
Limousines
Toothless Dentists
Cops That Kill

My baby’s got the lonesome lows
Don’t quite go away overnight
Doctor blind just prescribe the blue ones
If the dizzying highs don’t subside overnight
Doctor blind just prescribe the red ones

Da, da, da, da, da...

Hard to hold
Cold to touch
Fall to pieces
Treat the rush in hindsight
With prime time talk
All your pain
Will end here
Let the doctor
Soothe your brain, dear

My baby’s got the lonesome lows
Don’t quite go away overnight
Doctor blind just prescribe the blue ones
If the dizzying highs don’t subside overnight
Doctor blind just prescribethe red ones

Da, da, da, da, da...

Crowd Surf off a Cliff

Crowd Surf Off a Cliff
Cursed with a love that you can’t express
It’s not for a fuck or a kiss
Rather give the world away than wake up lonely
Everywhere in every way I see you with me

Crowd surf off a cliff, land out on the ice
Crowd surf off to sea, float toward the beach
If you find me, hide me, I don’t know where I’ve been
If you find me, hide me, I don’t know where I’ve been

Are we breathing, are we breathing
Are we wasting our breath
It won’t be enough to be rich

All the babies tucked away in their beds
We’re out here screaming
“The life that you thought through is gone!”
Can’t wind down, the ending outlasting the move
I wake up lonely

Crowd surf off a cliff, land out on the ice
Crowd surf off to sea, float toward the beach
If you find me, hide me, I don’t know where I’ve been
When you phone me tell me everything I did
If I’m sorry you lost me you’d better make it quick
‘Cause this call costs a fortune and it’s late where you live
It’s late where you live

Rather give the world away than wake up lonely
Everywhere in every way I see you with me

All the babies tucked away in their beds
We’re out here screaming
“The life that you thought through is gone!”
Can’t wind down, the ending outlasting the move
I wake up lonely
I wake up lonely

Detective Daughter

She was calling around to find half an hour
She walked right into my mirror
Said she’s here to waste time
I said, “That’s fine.”
Listen to thy self be true
To thy self be true

Every thread
Every hair rearranged to resemble you
You could help her
Detective daughter copy
Please don’t be me
There are so many skirts under the table
None of these long legs are mine
She calls around, finds me crying
Wish I were capable of lying sometimes

Hide out
Love is hell, hell is love
Hell is asking to be loved
Hide out and run when no one’s looking

She’s still calling around to find half an hour
She’ll always have a place in my mirror
She’s got no more time now she wants mine
But I’m all out too
To thy self be true
To thy self be true
To thy self be true

The Lottery

I only wanted what everyone wanted
Since bras started burning up ribs in the sixties
Favors are flying, faces are falling
All I desire is to never be waiting
If that’s a crime let’s commit it
There’s a new crime, sexual suicide

When our underwire radio
Tears into their international airwaves
Boredom will Die! Ears will Bleed!
All they desire is to give and to please

There’s a new crime, sexual suicide
There’s a new crime, let’s commit it
While we’re waiting on the next day
To begin it in the best way

There’s a new crime, sexual suicide
There’s a new crime, let’s commit it

Don’t worry, Heather, about forever
Don’t worry about me
It’s a lottery baby, everybody roll the dice
It’s a lottery baby, everybody roll the dice

Will we always be
Like little kids
Running group to group
Asking who loves me
Don’t know who loves me
It’s pathetic
It’s impossible
Like girls in stilettos
Like girls in stilettos
Like girls in stilettos trying to run

The Maid Needs a Maid

Bros before hos disagree on the sidelines
Fight for a fee the man needs a maid
The maid needs a maid

Bros before hos is a rule read the guidelines
You trouble me your breasts heave when you sing
Your mouth should be working for me for free

Sewing up the fold ‘cause I’ve been laid up
Will you put on the fire for me
Draw the bath and remind me to eat
You won’t need a real job
you won’t need a real job
Because I would love to pay for you
You could be a good wife to me
I would love to pay for you
You are the maid for me

Mostly Waving

Young
Thought as I was
Thought as I was
Thought as I was

Done
Thought as I was
Thought as I was
Thought as I was

Get
Get the line down
Get the line down
Get the line down
Don’t elaborate like that
You’ll frighten off the frat boys
Use your baby talk
Frighten off frighten on

This fall the blues are brown
So turn your horse around now
The blues are brown
Missing, mostly waving
Thought as I was
Done
Thought as I was
Young
Thought as I was

Reading in Bed

Who’s in a bad mood
Who’s in a taxi
Turning the clock back
Avoiding a fight with this man he is meeting
Stands in the lobby
Counting his questions in the neon light
Sinking under the river
She sewer line touches the edge of the suburbs
Back to the beach where a family is waiting on rumors of summer
lay out a blanket bring something to feed the birds

With all the luck you’ve had
Why are your songs so sad
You sing from a book you were reading in bed
And took to heart
All of your lives unled
Reading in bed

Nothing & Nowhere

( A.k.a Numb is the new high )

Sketch of your faces
I still don’t know you
You aren’t permanent
Permanent

You want all of our moments stolen
Blind alleys and hallways to basements
How are you gonna hide till you disappear
Nothing and nowhere is golden

Apartments are cages
I still don’t know what is permanent
Permanent

Maybe all my possessions were precious
Truth is, all my possessions I somehow lost them
Been traveling so light, when we’re floating by
It seems nothing and nowhere is golden

Some say we’re lost in space
Some say we’re falling off the page
Some say our life is insane
But it isn’t insane on paper

Playgrounds are graveyards
And all of our scars are permanent
Permanent

There’s no replacement for places
I’ll always love you, you’re mine
Numb is the new high, all memories die out
‘Till nothing and nowhere is golden

Some say we always only wanna get off
Some say our hands are much too soft
Some say our life is insane
But it isn’t insane on paper
Some say our hair is in our eyes
Some say we’re out of our little minds
Some say our life is insane
But it isn’t insane to have to ask

The Last Page

Hover through the foggy vapors
Till I see you in a dream
Singing animals to sleep
By the way
It’s over without you

I’m in the way
I’m in the way
I’m in the way
I’m in the way

Lights out till midnight
Sleep all day
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Sha la la la
Dark and quiet only the owls
Are watching only the sky
Is up and I’m leaving for a place
From another time
Just to be near you
Just to be near you
Just to be near you

I'm in the way
I'm in the way
I'm in the way
I'm in the way

I'm in the way
I'm in the way
I'm in the way

Don’t become the one you hated
Death is absolutely safe
A billion bibles mark the last page

I've gotta roll through the days without you here
I get a shock, shock, hurts to heal
I've gotta roll through the weeks without you here
I get a shock, shock, hurts to heal
I've gotta roll through the months without you here
I get a shock, shock, shock
I've gotta roll through the weeks without you here
I get a shock, shock, hurts to heal
I've gotta roll through the weeks without you here
Shock, hurts to heal, hurts to heal, hurts to heal...

Winning

To never open a book always reading a magazine
Outspend betting if it looks like winning you haven’t been. Knives don’t have your back
I wait and I count the knives don’t have your back
I wait and I count to the last breath we take
What we made doesn’t make sense
What’s a wolf without a pack
Open your chest and take the heart from it
Open your chest
What’s bad, we’ll fix it
What’s wrong, we’ll make it alright
Alright, it’s gone, we’ll find it
Takes so long, we’ve got time, all the time

Some part of you, too small to lose
Some part of you, too small to lose
All of us, all of you
All of us, all of you
Counting to the last breath we take
What we made doesn’t make sense
What’s a wolf without a pack
Open your chest and take the heart from it
When you talk can I tape you
How’d you get what we don’t know
We don’t know how to help, only know how to hound
Nose to the grindstone, grindstone to the ground

Don’t even visit that place
They’ll sharpen their teeth on your smile
I’m glad you didn’t
All our songs will be lullabyes in no time

What's bad, what’s wrong
Make it alright
Alright, it's gone, so long
We've got time, all the time
All the time

Non Albums Tracks

Anthems for a Seventeen-Year-Old Girl

( Broken Social Scene featuring Emily Haines )

Used to be one of
The rotten ones
And I liked you for that
Now you're all gone
Got your makeup on
And you aint coming back

Bleaching your teeth
Smile like a flash
Talking trash under your breath
(Or under my window)

Park that car
Drop that phone
Sleep on the floor
Dream about me

Baby Blues

( The Stills featuring Emily Haines )

I've doubled my pace
For half of your smile
I'm tiger-posed
I'm doggy-bagged
Crime or offence
Don't make you cry
I love your heart
I've combed your eyes
I see it in your feet
Racing to mine

And I like to dream
I'm caught in the sky
I hang by the fears that
Staple my life
The winter was long
The mountains were high
The fire burns blue
As I wave my goodbyes
This isn't the town where
I wanna die

I'm worth the time
In all sincerity
I'm honestly happy
With you

So let's make it fast
Like lightning through the cars
But just like the sixties
We won't get very far
I'm into looks
But I'm also into books
I see it in your smile

Backyards

( Broken Social Scene featuring Emily Haines )

Broken boys look good sitting on their shoes
Silent waves responds expose to fear
Library cards, rented faces, lying on the naked train
Hard parades with nothing skin
Things that breathe way too thin

They lost their lives in backyards

Elevator, red blue stain, best of things
Half way between things and times, a kill
Library cards, rented faces, lying on the naked train
Highways and major club smell stale, almost eyes, a thousand things

They lost their lives in backyards
It's a hard parade, just be courageous

Bottom of the world

( What Is Free to a Good Home EP / UK Bonus track of Knives CD )

Is it true you used to be my friend
What did i do
Why didn't I get in to your cool crew
Got a modern loft and a new tattoo with your own name
I've got a single room overlooking the highway under the microwave

For you
Heartbroken
I've been for you

Is it true, you and the other girls, you all stood in a circle
Sophie left me in a bar at the bottom of the world
All followers pick a word out around the room
I'm on my way, you're always "Remember you, to stay on the move"

It's true, true
Heartbroken
I've been for you
You've left me on the bottom of the world

Come Back Clean

(The Crystal Method feat. Emily Haines / Divided By Night LP)

In the taxi
Spit the bad seed
Spit the bad seed
He came out to testify

Rip the black jean
With his gold teeth
In the back seat
He came out to testify

I'm not a follower
Don't want to follow her
Don't want a piece of the pie
Where I land I don't care
I don't need a plan
One night at a time

Who kicks open every door lately
He can't stop
He can't stop fighting
Who says, "I won't leave 'til you make me"
He can't stop
He can't stop losing a round

Looks like me
Dressed like me
Just like me
Looks like me
Dressed like me
Just like me

In the back seat of the taxi
He came out to testify
In the back seat of the taxi
Kept saying, "Who am I"
In the back seat of the taxi
He came out to testify
In the back seat of the taxi
Said not to move, he's fine

Don't play with drugs in your bloodstream
Don't play with bugs for your bad dreams

I'm gonna hold my breath 'til you come back clean
Gonna hold my breath 'til you come back clean
Gonna hold my breath 'til you come back clean
Gonna hold my breath 'til you come back clean
Gonna hold my breath 'til you come back clean

In the taxi
Spit the bad seed
Spit the bad seed

Rip the black jean
With his gold teeth
In the back seat

Make it up
Make it up
(Hold my breath)
Make it up
Make it up
Make it up
Make it up

Where I land I don't care, I don't need a plan
Where I land I don't care, I don't need a plan
Where I land I don't care, I don't need a plan
Where I land I don't care, I don't need a plan
I don't give a damn, I don't need a plan
I don't give a damn

Don't play with drugs in your bloodstream
(Gonna hold my breath 'til you come back clean)
Don't play with drugs in your bloodstream
(Gonna hold my breath 'til you come back clean)
Don't play with drugs in your bloodstream
Don't play with bugs for your bad dreams
Don't play with drugs in your bloodstream
Don't come to us 'til you come clean
Don't play with drugs in your bloodstream
Don't play with bugs for your bad dreams
Don't play with drugs in your bloodstream
Come back to us when you come clean

*** Thanx a lot to Jose for this one ***

Don't Think Twice, It's Alright

(Bob Dylan cover / Emily Haines and James Shaw / Help: A Day In The Life LP)

Emily:
It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
It don't matter anyhow
An' it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
If you don't know by now
When your rooster crows at the break of dawn
Look out your window and I'll be gone
You're the reason I'm travelling on
Don't think twice, it's all right

It ain't no use in turning on your light, babe
That light I never known
An' it ain't no use in turning on your light, babe
I'm on the dark side of the road
Still I wish there was something you would do or say
To try and make me change my mind and stay
We never did too much talking anyway
So don't think twice, it's all right

James:
It ain't no use in calling out my name, gal
Like you never did before
It ain't no use in calling out my name, gal
I can't hear you any more
I'm thinking and wondering all the way down the road
I once loved a woman, a child I'm told
I give her my heart but she wanted my soul
But don't think twice, it's all right

Emily & James:
I'm walking down that long, lonesome road, babe
Where I'm bound, I can't tell
But goodbye's too good a word, gal
So I'll just say fare thee well
I ain't saying you treated me unkind
You could have done better but I don't mind
You just kinda wasted my precious time
But don't think twice, it's all right

*** Thanx a lot to Jose for this one ***

Ending Start

All this that is more than a wish is a memory
All this that is ceases to be
All this revealed the obvious door opens nothing

Nothing left to chance

When you want to leave we'll keep you
When you want to sing we'll watch you
When you should be dreaming, we'll wake you
But don't scream, we'll make you swallow your words

Gave them our reactors, our explosives, all that was ours
The graphs of passion and charts of stars
Gave them our reactions, our explosions, all that we are
For graphs of passion and charts of stars

How ending starts with answers

Expecting To Fly

(Neil Young cover / Radio 89.3 The Current interview)

There you stood on the edge of your feather
Expecting to fly
While I laughed I wondered whether
I should wave goodbye
Knowing that you'd gone

By the summer it was healing
We had said goodbye
All the years we'd spent with feeling
Ended with a cry
They ended with a cry
They ended with a cry

I tried so hard to stand
As I stumbled and fell to the ground
So hard to laugh as I stumble
And reached for the love I found
Knowing it was gone

If I never lived without you
Now you know I'd die
If I never said I loved you
Now you know I'd try
Babe, now you know I'd try
Babe, now you know I'd try
Babe

*** Thanx a lot to Jose for this one ***

Going, Going, Gone

( Stars featuring Emily Haines )

Going going going going going going going going
Going going going going going going going gone

Still hooked on cellophane
Hanging 'round the mall, and all
Each penny numbs the pain
Sends you gently for the fall
I followed you last night
I saw you turn your lights out
I know it wasn't right
I watched in fear and doubt

It's gotten to be that way
(Going, going, gone.)
What did you do today
(Going, going, gone.)

Look good in that red dress
I bet the boyfriend's happy
Your face is scarred with age
You're twenty-three but, how can that be
Still hooked on cellophane
Killing time with Gin and lime
Each second numbs the pain
Love's just another rhyme

It's gotten to be that way
(Going, going, gone)
I'm scared but I'm okay
(Going, going, gone)

There's nowhere
To move on
There's nowhere
To move on

All I see, yeah yeah, all I see
All I see, yeah yeah, all I see
All I see, yeah yeah, all I see
All I see, yeah yeah, is me everywhere
It's me

Hangover days

( Jason Collett featuring Emily Haines )

It was in your basement apartment
With all of its earth and sea
Making love on the carpet
Under the light of the TV outside the sour moon minstrels
Shook their dark tambourines
The morning came in sinister
Well window light menacing

With clouds up above and clouds down below
Killing time but it won’t stand still, it won’t stand still

I told you I’ll never make a promise
A promise I can keep
I thanked you for being honest
I told you, “don’t pull that shit on me”
These are the hangover days
Of frosted glass and metallic gleam
All these new non-places
They erase your memory

We try so hard, we try so hard
We try so hard to love, we try so hard to love

It was underneath London bridge
I finally realized what you mean
Meanwhile all of fashions latest
Were nipping at the heels of history

I tried to send you a postcard
But all you could write were apologies
So out of the Columbia hotel window
I threw my heart into the street

Knock you out

( Dj Tiësto Feat. Emily Haines )

Somebody to rough you up
Somebody to make it tough
Somebody to bait you
Somebody to love
But wait...

Is it still love you want
Somebody to pamper
Somebody to blame it on
Somebody to love
But wait...

Baby, baby I wanna be true
You gotta knock me out some other way
And I want to be with the sun and the moon
I've been hopeless
And I want to

Baby, baby I wanna be true
You gotta knock me out some other way
And I want to be with the sun and the moon
I've been hopeless
I've been

Somebody to take you out
Somebody to show you how
Somebody to train you
Somebody to love
But wait...
Rob from always on the run is so bad and copy paste is a sin
Is it still love you want
Somebody to put you down
Somebody to smack you 'round
Somebody to love
But wait...

Baby, baby I wanna be true
You gotta knock me out some other way
And I want to be with the sun and the moon
I've been hopeless
And I want to

Baby, baby I wanna be true
You gotta knock me out some other way
And I want to be with the sun and the moon
I've been hopeless
I've been

High hopes
High hopes
She got high hopes
High hopes (x7)
She got high hopes
High hopes (x7)

Baby, baby I wanna be true
You gotta knock me out some other way
And I want to be with the sun and the moon
I've been hopeless
And I want to

Baby, baby I wanna be true
You gotta knock me out some other way
And I want to be with the sun and the moon
I've been hopeless
I've been

Our Hell

First one rent is hard to find
We're paralyzed, we apologize
Our hell is a good life

Row Boat

( What Is Free to a Good Home EP / European Bonus track of Knives CD )

I've been told I'm living a lie
I've been told all my life
I've been told I'm living a lie
I've been told all my life

I haven't got more than one dress, mostly
I wear it out walking to work
Who else am I
Getting it wrong almost every time
Where else, where else am I

Living alone in my head

Row boat, left in the rain
Drifting out on the lake
Where could my one love be
Oh, row boat left in the rain
Drifting by on the lake
Rescue my one love from the grave

*** Thanx a lot to Katherine for this one ***

Shrine to fast goodbyes

Drinks aside, it's time we tried to stay somewhere
Take my only souvenir, hold it up high, toss it off the roof
If it should break, tell me how it sounds when it lands

Steal Time when there isn't enough
Turn the wheel, I'm backing it up
Don't feel old, hope I'm backing up
Don't feel old
Bloodshot eye, a ringing in the left ear
1975 ringing in my right ear
Our simple rules failed each other
We're close to used to being wrong
Now it's gone get undressed, feeling hopeless
Work weary world, see no sign of relief
Still I find time to complain of a shortage
While the excess collects at their feet
We're close to used to being wrong
Now it's gone, get undressed, feeling hopeless
Work weary world, see no sign of relief
Still I find time to complain of a shortage
While the excess collects at their feet

Always say that we will, but we don't
Always say that we did, when we did nothing
Drinks aside, the day today is the monotone
Now there's nowhere left to go
Build a shrine to fast goodbyes
What's the mistake

Steal Time when there isn't enough
Turn the wheel, I'm backing it up
Don't feel old, hope I'm backing up
Don't feel old
Bloodshot eye, a ringing in the left ear
1975 ringing in my right ear
Our simple rules failed each other
We're both reduced to being wrong
Here and it's gone get undressed, feeling hopeless
Work weary world, see no sign of relief
Still they find time to complain of a shortage
while the excess collects at their feet
Above, the sun rising late hasn't set yet
Work weary world, too tired now to ever sleep
From watching you all complain of a shortage
While the excess collects at your feet

Between the church and under haiku
It is roped in deep blue

Sprig

( What Is Free to a Good Home EP / UK Bonus track of Knives CD / Emily Haines Solo - Untitled EP )

Fresh
Fresh when sleeping
Meant every other night
Falling asleep for the fifth time
Early in the morning
Falling asleep for the fifth time
Early in the morning

Awake in terror
Words staring back at him
Never to be used
Their hands on hold
So quiet
They could hear each other's thinking, denying
Garner interest
Each other's thinking, denying
Garner interest

Making of life a forged painting
Life's big magnet talk, talking
Making of life a forged painting
Life's big magnet talk, talking

And listeners like you
And listeners like you
And listeners like you
And listeners like you

Stopwatch hearts

( Delerium Featuring Emily Haines )

Not that I’m that hard to please
But lately when I hit the street
It's hum-de-dum
(hum-de-dum-de dum)
When the hard times hit
They hit the biz
The hardest hit make the best of it

Strong dollar stockbroker right to the bottom
Sink down with your boomtown
High water realtors arrive
With numbers over their eyes
Stopwatch hearts

Good god I love the party-starved
Businessmen with stopwatch hearts
They don't beat
(they tick)
They don't beat
(they tick)

Good god I love the party-starved
Businessmen with stopwatch hearts
They don't beat
They don't beat

'Round that corner
Down the street
There's a dive where working girls retreat
From their hum-de-dum
(hum-de-dum-de-dum)
So tilt that felt hat to the side
Thrift store 3 for .99
Gonna get me one
Gonna get me one
(and get it every night)

Strong dollar stockbroker right to the bottom
Sink down with your boomtown
High water realtors arrive
With numbers over their eyes
Stopwatch hearts

Good god I love the party-starved
Businessmen with stopwatch hearts
They don't beat
(they tick)
They don't beat
(they tick)

Good god I love the party-starved
Businessmen with stopwatch hearts
They don't beat
They don't beat

Good god I love the party-starved
Businessmen with stopwatch hearts
They don't beat
(they tick)
They don't beat
(they tick)

Good god I love the party-starved
Businessmen with stopwatch hearts
They don't beat
They don't beat

(they tick)

So tilt that felt hat to the side
Thrift store 3 for .99

Gonna get me one
(and get it every night)

Swimmers

( Broken Social Scene featuring Emily Haines )

Give me more of that beat.
(spoken at the end of Windsurfing nation)

I was waiting for you
I was standing around
I was getting older
I was going down
If you always get up late
You'll never be on time
If you always wait here after work
Ba ba ba da da (after work)
Oh the day never comes
And I stand up, waiting on

I saw you down there, I know you were tired
I saw you look like a swimmer

All right, I want to be with you all the time
Why can't you be satisfied
You look good, but you smell bad
You're the best that
If you always get up late, you'll never be on time
You're never gonna be on time
And that's a shame, cause I like you
I never see you

Telethon

( What Is Free to a Good Home EP / European Bonus track of Knives CD )

When I'm on will you leave me on
And when I'm down will you let me get under
Take cover, can't hide without a house
Newspapers blow over
Can't walk past the driveway without asking for directions
So full of stupid questions
When the daylight's like fluorescent lights
I'm going to take my time night by night
I hang my hands over your eyes to hide

When I'm on will you rescue me
I watch that telethon
Got hung up on the word, can't get it over, soldier
When she says nothing is enough
She doesn't mean don't try to fix it
Make plans with your other hand
Dream without concession

When the daylight's like fluorescent lights
I'm going to take my time night by night
I hang my hands over your eyes to hide

Bruised Billy Joel - New York state of mind
Take cover, take pleasure

The bank

( What Is Free to a Good Home EP / UK Bonus track of Knives CD )

Whatever it is spit it into a bottle and sell it to me
I’m looking to buy freedom from my sobriety
Just like Huey Lewis

I need a new drug
I need a new drink
I need a new drug that does what it should

So take me to the bank
Take me to the bar
Can you take me to the hot spot?
This is what we worked so hard to afford but...

Take me to the bank
Can you take me to the bar?
Can you take me to the hot spot?
This is what we worked so hard to afford but how I wanna hide

The next time you visit me here
How about coming out to my place
We can sit on the floor and play my brother’s records
We can sit on the grownup bed

Couple with the coin
Lighting up to join the coping crowd
My big brother said to stay unsatisfied
Never work a day to pay off your desire
Couple with the coin
Lighting up to join the coping crowd

*** Thanx a lot to Olivier for this one ***

Them (Pop Song #3333)

( KC Accidental featuring Emily Haines )

Girl
I think that we're going to make it
I've see the rest beneath the microwave
Who wants the sum of all the rest
Maybe you should
To see those signs we had mass made

Oh Girl
I think that we're going to make it
Because you are gone the rest of the night

It's all for them

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