Mark Lanegan - Dark Disco Jag Lyrics






There's magic in my bag
A dark disco jag
Daddy's twenty dollar bag
A dark disco jag

Sway high, sister, sway
In the corner alone
Sway high, sister, sway
To that beautiful tone

There's blood up on your lips
Bruises on your hips
There's magic in my bag
The dark disco jag

Where's that shadow chrome
On the alleyway wall
Doorway ten feet tall
We don't need you back home

The dark disco jag
The magic in my bag

Sway high, sister, sway
To that beautiful tone
Sway high, sister, sway
Before they scatter her bones

Get up, get up and feel it now, baby
Get up, get up and beat it now, baby
You got to bleed, believe it now, baby, yeah

Get up, get up and feel it now, baby
Get up, get up and beat it now, baby
You got to bleed, believe it now, baby, yeah

Sway high, sister, sway
In the shadows alone
Sway high, sister, sway
Where they scatter the bones

Magic in my bag
A dark disco jag
Magic in my bag
A dark disco jag





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  1. V.... D....

    Could be in a LCD Soundsystem album.

  2. L.... ....

    Finalmente

  3. m.... p....

    I love Lanegan, but I just don’t get the electro-synth direction of the past few albums. Time to head in a different direction.

    m.... p....

    I have loved Lanegan for his nostalgic mellow ballads, for his old veneer feel and his tireless collaborations, but what I love the most about him is his ease to reinvent his paths of expression constantly. Change being the only constant in the universe, he reminds me to never take anything for granted, always be open to the new and the different, to never get stuck in the same ol' loop... last but not least, to appreciate the endless variety of sounds surrounding us and to recognise beauty in the darkest niches and most unexpected places. M L ... timeless.

    m.... p....

    Τίνα Κελαϊδίτη I can definitely appreciate that, but change for the sake of change isn’t necessarily progress. I’m of a mind that it’s regressive when an artist trades instruments for electronics.

    m.... p....

    @matt p eletronics is an instrument, you still have to create and play

    m.... p....

    I agree. I will always support him but his snyth filled music just doesn't appeal to me either.

    m.... p....

    well i think its awesome

  4. m.... ....

    A sharp projection indeed.

  5. a.... ....

    There's magic in my bag
    A dark disco jag
    Daddy's twenty dollar bag
    A dark disco jag

    Sway now sister sway
    In the corner alone
    Sway now sister sway
    To that funeral tone

    There's blood upon your lips
    Bruises on your hips
    There's magic in my bag
    The dark disco jag

    Where's that shadow thrown?
    On the alleyway wall

    Doorway ten feet tall
    It won't lead you back home

    The dark disco jag
    The magic in my bag
    Sway now sister sway
    To that funeral tone
    Sway now sister sway
    Before they scatter the bones

    Get up
    Get up
    And feed it now baby
    Get up
    Get up
    And feed it now baby
    We got to bleed
    Believe it now baby yeah
    (X's 2)

    Sway now sister sway
    In the shadows alone
    Sway now sister sway
    Where they scatter the bones

    Magic in my bag
    A dark disco jag
    Magic in my bag
    A dark disco jag

  6. f.... ....

    Gonna Crank This One!

  7. X.... ....

    Brilliant! Will try to see you in Valencia, Spain next Saturday!

    X.... ....

    I hope you're going!

  8. A.... B....

    Thank you Mark! THANK YOU SO MUCH!