| P.L. You | |
| |
| song by Duran Duran | |
|---|---|
| Released | Unreleased |
| Recorded | 1995-97 |
| Genre | Pop |
| Length | 3:44 minutes |
| Label | Unreleased |
| Writer(s) | Duran Duran |
| Producer | Duran Duran |
| Duran Duran | |
"P.L. You" is an unreleased song by Duran Duran, recorded during demo sessions for the album Medazzaland between 1995 and 1997.
About the song[]
Written and recorded by Duran Duran, the track was an instrumental in the early demo sessions. "P.L. You" wasn't included on the final version of Medazzaland.
When the band were rehearsing in Canada for their live performance on Musique Plus on 26 May 1995, the structure and final lyrics for the song were finished. They promptly decided to include it in the setlist of the actual TV broadcast and the following live concerts.
The instrumental demo recording is available on the unofficial album Medazza Sessions, which includes other unreleased tracks.
Other appearances[]
Albums:
- B-Sides & Rarities
- Medazzaland Sessions
- Medazzaland Demos
- People Like You
- Radio Promo 95
- Thank You, Philly....
- Burning The Ground: B-Sides
- Medazzaland: Demos & Sessions
- The B-sides and Beyond Vol. 2
- Boston 6-3-95
- Thank You Demos
DVDs:
Personnel[]
Duran Duran are:
- Simon Le Bon - vocals
- John Taylor - bass guitar
- Warren Cuccurullo - guitar
- Nick Rhodes - keyboards
Lyrics[]
There's no surprise One look into those eyes Having sex every Saturday In the afternoon with the TV on It's old, you know It really makes you wanna throw Could be time for a holiday On the S.O.F or a Spanish isle Too much, you come too soon Money doesn't buy you anything good Oh lord, could be alone Just lay back and give it to the bastards And nothing ever really matters Who cares about you anyway ? And nothing ever really matters Who cares who live who dies(P.L.Y.O.U) Not me(P.L.Y.O.U) Or You(P.L.Y.O.U)(P.L.Y.O.U) Oh you claim distressed When you're autocasually blessed With the love in the alley way Got a tuna fish in an old tin can Too much, you come too soon Money doesn't buy you anything good Oh lord, could be alone Just lay back and give it to the bastards And nothing ever really matters(P.L.Y.O.U)(P.L.Y.O.U) Who cares about you anyway ? (P.L.Y.O.U)(P.L.Y.O.U) And nothing ever really matters(P.L.Y.O.U)(P.L.Y.O.U) Who cares who lives, who dies(P.L.Y.O.U)(P.L.Y.O.U) Walking back my ? Welcome back away, alone, love Understand me, you are going to have to Gotta get away (Guitar Solo) (P.L.Y.O.U) (P.L.Y.O.U) (P.L.Y.O.U) (P.L.Y.O.U) (P.L.Y.O.U) (P.L.Y.O.U) (P.L.Y.O.U) (P.L.Y.O.U) And nothing ever really matters(P.L.Y.O.U)(P.L.Y.O.U) Who cares about you anyway ? (P.L.Y.O.U)(P.L.Y.O.U) And nothing ever really matters(P.L.Y.O.U)(P.L.Y.O.U) Who cares, who loves, who dares(P.L.Y.O.U)(P.L.Y.O.U) At the end of this song Not me, I'm gone