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slaneman:
Dirty Day (Live From Berlin, Nov. 13, 2018) (Digital U2.com)


The last time we, we stood here I... could not sing that song
And you sang it for us, thank you
Thank you for coming back
This is the last night on the experience of innocence tour
Again, thank you, danke, danke

Each of us has a story of how we got here tonight
Larry, Edge, Adam and myself
We grew up on the north side of Dublin in the 1970's
Now Ireland in the 70's wasn't the happiest place
There was The Troubles, North and South
But there were all kinds of troubles on our island
That had nothing to do with Sectarianism
Like no jobs, everyday stuff
Like the troubles in a family home
Sons, with so much to prove taking on their fathers
U2 was our way of getting out from under their shadow
Was our way of saying, I'm not like you
Let me introduce Garvin Evans, Brian Clayton
Larry Mullen Senior, and Bob Hewson
Now my father he...he didn't take me too seriously
'Cause he could see I was doing a very good job of that myself
But he gave me a lot of advice
And I can still hear his voice in my head
Especially when I sing

I don't know you
You don't know the half of it
I had a starring role
As the bad guy who didn't walk out
They say be careful where you aim
'Cause where you aim you just might hit
You can hold on something so tightly
You've already lost it

Dragging me down
It's not the way you used to be
You can't even remember
What I'm trying to forget

On a dirty day
Ha, dirty day
Ow, dirty day

You see Punk Rock was for us something like, electricity
The shock, the danger, the excitement of a whole other world out there
If only my father wasn't in the way
But he wasn't in the way
Looking back I realize he just wanted solid ground for his son
There wasn't much of that about in Dublin in the 70's
You see, Bob thought that to dream was to be disappointed
He didn't want that for me
Tonight I want to thank him for his patience
And more than that I wanna say to my father, I'm sorry

From father to son
In one life has begun
A work that's never done
Father to son

And these days, days, days
Run away like horses over the hill
These days, days, days run away
Like horses over the hill
These days, days, days
Run away like horses over the hill
Like horses

Innocent times for four Irish boys now men
Daring to believe that at the far end of experience
We can still recover that innocence

And you know, it's just great to get out of the house

slaneman:
Zoo Station (Live From Berlin, Nov. 13, 2018) (Digital U2.com)

Oh yeah

I’m ready
I’m ready for laughing gas
I'm ready
I’m ready for what's next
Ready to duck, ready to dive
Ready to say,  I'm glad to be alive
I'm ready… I’m ready for the… the push

In the cool of the night
In the warmth of the breeze
I'll be crawling around
On my hands and knees

Zoo Station
Zoo Station

I'm ready
I’m ready for the gridlock
I'm ready
To take it to the street
Ready for the shuffle, ready for the deal
Ready to let go of the steering wheel
I'm ready
Ready for the crush, oh

Zoo Station
Zoo Station
Oh…oh

Alright alright alright alright alright alright

Time is a train
Makes the future the past
Leaves you standing in the station
Your face pressed up against the glass

Zoo Station
Zoo Station
Ah...Zoo Station
Ah just down the line
Zoo Station
Our heart out

Oh yeah, I'm ready
Are we ready?
Ready for the ride of your life?
Are we ready for the ride of our life?
Are we ready?

slaneman:
The Fly (Live From Berlin, Nov.13, 2018) (Digital U2.com)

It's no secret that the stars are fallin’ from the sky
No secret that our world is in darkness tonight
They say the sun is sometimes eclipsed by a moon
You know I didn’t see you when she walks in the room

No secret that a friend is someone who lets you help
No secret that a liar won’t believe anyone else
They say a secret is something you tell one other person
I’m telling you…child

Love / Alright
We shine like a burning star
Fallin’ from the sky / A man will rise and a man will fall
Tonight / From the sheer face of love, like a fly from a wall
It’s no secret at all

No secret that a conscience can sometimes be a pest
No secret ambition bites the nails of success
Every artist is a cannibal, every poet is a thief
All kill their inspiration and sing about the grief

Love
We shine like a burning star
Fallin’ from the sky / A man will rise a man will fall
Tonight / From the sheer face of love, like a fly from a wall
It’s no secret at all

Alright
Achtung babe
C'mon, come
C'mon
Hey, hey

Love
We shine like a burning star
Fallin’ from the sky
Tonight

A man will rise a man will fall
From the sheer face of love
Like a fly from a wall
It’s no secret at all, uh-huh

No secret that the stars are fallin' from the sky
The universe exploded ‘cause of one man’s spoken lie
Look, I gotta go
I’m running outta change
There’s a lot of things
If I could I’d rearrange

(C'mon)

What is that?
That is The Edge

slaneman:
Faraway, So Close! (Live From Berlin, Nov. 13, 2018) (Digital U2.com)

Green light, 7-Eleven
You stop in for a pack of cigarettes
You don't smoke, don't even want to
Hey now, check your change
Dressed up like a car crash
The wheels are turning but you're upside down

You say when he hits you, you don't mind
Because when he hurts you, you feel alive
Oh now, is that what it is

Red light, grey morning
You stumble out of a hole in the ground
A vampire or a victim
It depends on who's around
You used to stay in to watch the adverts
You could lip-sync with the talk shows

And if you look, you look through me
And if you talk, you talk at me
And when I touch you, you don't feel a thing

If I could stay then the night would give you up
If I could stay then the day would keep its trust
If I could stay then the night would be enough

Faraway, so close
Up with the static and the radio waves
Satellite television you can go anywhere
Miami, New Orleans, London, Belfast, and Berlin

And if you listen I can't call
And if you jump you just might fall
And if you shout I'll only hear you

If I could stay then the night would give you up
If I could stay then the day would keep its trust
If I could stay with the demons you drowned
Stay with the spirit I found
Stay and the night would be enough

Oh, oh, oh oh oh oh
Oh, oh, oh oh oh oh
Oh, oh, oh oh oh oh
Oh, oh, oh oh oh oh...

Three o'clock in the morning
It's quiet and there's no one around
Just the bang and the clatter as an angel runs to ground
Just the bang and the clatter as an angel hits the ground

slaneman:
Who's Gonna Ride Your Wild Horses (Live From Berlin, Nov. 13, 2018) (Digital U2. com)

You’re dangerous ‘cause you’re honest
You’re dangerous, 'cause you don’t know what you want
Well you left my heart empty as a vacant lot
For any spirit to haunt

Hey hey sha la la
Hey hey

You’re an accident waiting to happen
You’re a piece of glass left there on the beach
Well you tell me things I know you’re not supposed to
Then you leave me just out of reach

Hey hey sha la la
Hey hey sha la la

Who’s gonna ride your wild horses
Who’s gonna drown in your blue sea
Who’s gonna ride your wild horses
Who’s gonna fall at the foot of thee

Well you stole it ‘cause I needed the cash
And you killed it ‘cause I wanted revenge
Well you lied to me ‘cause I asked you to
Baby, can we still be friends?

Hey hey sha la la
Hey hey sha la la

Who’s gonna ride your wild horses
Who’s gonna drown in your blue sea
Who’s gonna ride your wild horses
Who’s gonna fall at the foot of thee

Oh, the deeper I spin
Oh, the hunter will sin for your ivory skin
We took a drive in the dirty rain
To a place where the wind calls your name
Under the trees the river laughing at you and me
Hallelujah, heaven's wide rows
The doors you open
I just can’t close

Don’t turn around, don’t turn around again
Don’t turn around, you're on the track
Don’t turn around, don’t turn around again
Don’t turn around, and don’t look back
Come on now love, don’t you look back

Who’s gonna ride your wild horses
Who’s gonna drown in your blue sea
Who’s gonna taste your salt water kisses
Who’s gonna take the place of me

Come on now, love
Wild horses, wild. The wild horses
(Bongolese to end)

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