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U2: Sweetest thing (Version 2)

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Label: Island Records
Released: 1998
Time:
 10:38
Category: Pop/Rock
Producer(s): Steve Lilywhite, Daniel Lanois, Brian Eno
Rating: ******.... (6/10)
Media type: CD
Web address: www.u2.com
Appears with:
Purchase date: 1999.04.10
Price in €: 2,99



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[1] Sweetest Thing (The Single Mix) - 3:00
[2] Stories For Boys (Live From Boston) - 3:02
[3] Out Of Control (Live From Boston) - 4:22

 A r t i s t s ,   P e r s o n n e l


PAUL "Bono Vox" HEWSON - Vocals, Guitar
THE EDGE - Guitars, Vocals, Keyboards
ADAM CLAYTON - Bass
LARRY MULLEN Jr. - Drums

DARAGH O'TOOLE - String arrangement
UNA O'KANE - Strings
NICOLA CLEARY - Strings
AENGUS O'CONNOR - Strings
NICHOLAS MILNE - Strings

JOE O'HERLIHY - Recording
PAT MCCARTHY - Recording
STEVE HARRIS - Add. recording and mixing
IAN FINLAY - Photography
ABA DUBLIN - Design

 C o m m e n t s ,   N o t e s


Special thanks of U2 to Ali Baba.

All titles written by U2 and published by PolyGram International Music B.V.

"Stories for boys" and "Out of control" was recorded live in Boston March 6th 1981. Recorded and broadcasted by WBCN courtesy of Warner Bros. Records Inc.
 

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Sweetest Thing (The Single Mix)

My love she throws me like a rubber ball
Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing
But she won't catch me or break my fall
Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing
Baby's got blue skies up ahead
But in this I'm a rain cloud
You know she wants a dry kind of love
Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing

I'm losing you
I'm losing you
Ain't love the sweetest thing

I wanted to run but she made me crawl
Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing
Eternal fire, she turned me to straw
Oh oh, the sweetest thing
I know I got black eyes
But they burn so brightly for her
I guess it's a blind kind of love
Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing

I'm losing you
I'm losing you
Ain't love the sweetest thing
(Ain't love the sweetest thing)
Ain't love the sweetest thing
(Ain't love the sweetest thing)

Blue-eyed boy meets a brown-eyed girl
Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing
You can sew it up but you still see the tear
Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing
Baby's got blue skies up ahead
And in this I'm a rain cloud
Ours is a stormy kind of love
Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing

Doo doo doot doot
Doo doo doot doot
Doo doo doot doot
Doot doot doot doot
[Repeat 3x]

The sweetest thing
Oh, the sweetest thing


Stories For Boys (Live From Boston)

(From a long time ago, Stories for Boys!)

(One, two, three, four!)

There's a place I go
And I am far away
There's a radio
And I will grow

Sometimes a hero takes me
Sometimes I don't let go
Hello hello

There's a picture book
With colored photographs
There's a comic strip
That makes me laugh

Sometimes the hero takes me
Sometimes I don't let go
Hello hello

Stories for boys...stories for boys
Stories for boys...stories for boys
Stories for boys...

There's a place I go
And I am far away
There's a radio
And I will grow

Sometimes a hero takes me
Sometimes I don't let go
Hello hello

Stories for boys...stories for boys
Stories for boys...stories for boys
Stories for boys...stories for boys
Stories for boys...stories for boys
Stories for boys, boys, boys


Out of Control (Live From Boston)

(This one's called...Out of Control)

(Watch me)
(One two)
(See ya)

Monday morning
Eighteen years of dawning
I say how long (how long)
I say how long (how long)

It was one dull morning
Woke the world with bawling
I was so sad (so sad)
It was so glad

I was of a feeling it was out of control
He said it was out of control

Boys and girls
Go to the school and girls
They make children
Not like this one

I was of a feeling it was out of control
He said it was out of control

I was of a feeling it was out of control
You said it was out of control

Have you been standing
And I've been waiting
While I go
You say goodbye

How we say so
Let's go

Out of control

Out of control
Out of control

I fought fate
There's blood on the garden gate
The man said childhood (childhood)
It's in his childhood

One day I'll die
The choice will not be mine
Will it be too late (too late)
You can't find me

I was of a feeling it was out of control
He said it was out of control

(Thank you. Thank you.)

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