Travis
Travis is a Scottish indie/britpop band founded in Glasgow in 1990, composed of Fran Healy (vocals, guitar), Dougie Payne (bass, vocals), Andy Dunlop (guitar, piano) and Neil Primrose (drums).
They have had a number of very successful albums to date: Good Feeling (1997), The Man Who (1999), The Invisible Band (2001), 12 Memories (2003), The Boy With No Name (2007), Ode to J. Smith (2008), Where You Stand, as well as a compilation album titled Singles (2004). Their most recent album is Everything at Once, which was released on April 29, 2016.
They have had a number of very successful albums to date: Good Feeling (1997), The Man Who (1999), The Invisible Band (2001), 12 Memories (2003), The Boy With No Name (2007), Ode to J. Smith (2008), Where You Stand, as well as a compilation album titled Singles (2004). Their most recent album is Everything at Once, which was released on April 29, 2016.
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Sing
Travis Lyrics
Baby, you've been going so crazy
Lately, nothing seems to be going right
Solo, why do you have to get so low
You're so
You've been waiting in the sun too long
But if you sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing
For the love you bring won't mean a thing
Unless you sing, sing, sing, sing
Colder, crying on your shoulder
Hold her, and tell her everythings gonna be fine
Surely, you've been going to early
Hurry, 'cause no one's gonna be stopped
No, now, now, now, now if you sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing
For the love you bring won't mean a thing
Unless you sing, sing, sing, sing
Baby, there's something going on today
But I say nothing, nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing
So, now, now, now, now, now if you sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing
For the love you bring won't mean a thing
Unless you sing, sing, sing, sing
Ah baby sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing
For the love you bring won't mean a thing
Unless you sing, sing, sing, sing
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: FRANCIS HEALY
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Moses_Jay
It was mid-June 2001, I was studying in the living room for my final school year with my Rottweiler (Roxy) beside me, I can't remember the channel I had on TV, but it was a music channel on (Maybe Channel V?). This song played as one of those "new releases", and I looked at Roxy and she was doing a teeny tiny head-bang. I know she was not head-banging intentionally, maybe just a breathing motion, but it looked so funny and it went to so well with the song.
From that day I started to associate Travis with my Roxy, I told all my friends that Roxy loves Travis, it is her favorite band :D I bought the "Invisible Band" Album from Virgin Megastore and I played this Album on my "Cd-man" when I took her for walks, or when we were just chilling inside the house.
Roxy passed away in Jan 2003, and I couldn't listen to Travis anymore :( but I am finally here, alone due to lockdown, and I wanted to remember Roxy, I decided to listen again, and here I am, smiling and happy and I can imagine her doing her tiny headbang like it was yesterday.
Rest in peace Roxy (26 Oct 1998 - 22 Jan 2003), you are greatly missed!
Sunchee Enkh-Amgalan
Baby, you've been going so crazy
Lately, nothing seems to be going right
Solo, why do you have to get so low
You're so
You've been waiting in the sun too long
But if you sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing
For the love you bring won't mean a thing
Unless you sing, sing, sing, sing
Colder, crying on your shoulder
Hold her, and tell her everythings gonna be fine
Surely, you've been going to early
Hurry, 'cause no one's gonna be stopped
No, now, now, now, now if you sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing
For the love you bring won't mean a thing
Unless you sing, sing, sing, sing
Baby, there's something going on today
But I say nothing, nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing
So, now, now, now, now, now if you sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing
For the love you bring won't mean a thing
Unless you sing, sing, sing, sing
Ah baby sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing
For the love you bring won't mean a thing
Unless you sing, sing, sing, sing
The-Rage-AK
Michael: Oh, come on.
Jim: What?
Michael: You too?
Jim: Did my scores drop a little?
Michael: Jim, they are a poopy. [Jim coughs, presses button to end call on Bluetooth]
Pam: [touches ear] Jim? Jim?
Jim: Are we even sure that’s my file?
Michael: No. [glances at it] Yes, I am sure, Jim. It —
Jim: Well, there’s got to be an explanation.
Michael: I agree.
Jim: Yeah.
Michael: So let’s see what we can find out from reading. [reads] Jim Halpert is smudge and arrogant.
Jim: I think you mean smug
Michael: [points at Jim] Arrogance.
Jim: Michael, I’m just trying to —
Michael: And there’s our smudgeness.
Michael: Here’s what’s going to happen. I am going to have to fix you, manage you two on a more personal scale, a more micro form of management. Jim, what is that called?
Jim: Microgement.
Michael: Boom! Yes. Now, Jim is going to be the client. Dwight, you’re going to have to sell to him without being aggressive, hostile or difficult. Let’s go.
Dwight: All right, fine. [picks up phone] Brrring.
Jim: [picks up phone] Hello?
Dwight: Hello, this is Dwight Schrute from the Dunder Mifflin Paper Company.
Jim: Wow, that’s great, because I need paper.
Dwight: Excellent, then you are in luck, because we are having a limited-time offer only on everything.
Jim: Wow, this is my lucky day.
Michael: [whispers] Ask him his name.
Dwight: What is your name, sir?
Jim: I am Bill Buttlicker.
Dwight: Really, that’s your real name?
Jim: How dare you? My family built this country, by the way.
Michael: Be respectful, Dwight.
Dwight: Yes, Michael.
Jim: Would you hold on one second? That’s my other line.
Dwight: What? No, but I —
Jim: Hello? [laughs] No, I’m just on the phone with this stupid salesman. He’s so dumb. Probably just gonna keep him on the line forever and not buy anything. Yeah, OK. [punches button on phone]
Michael: It’s up to you to change his mind.
Jim: Sorry. That was a family emergency.
Dwight: Oh, no. What’s wrong?
Jim: You know what? That’s private.
Michael: Boundaries, Dwight. Come on!
Dwight: Sorry, Mr. Buttlicker. As I was saying, we’re having a limited–
Jim: Sorry, you’re going to have to speak up a little bit louder. I’m hard of hearing.
Michael: He’s hard of — he’s an old man. Let’s go.
Dwight: OK, as I was saying, right now we are having —
Jim: You’re gonna have to talk louder.
Dwight: OK, our prices have never been lower.
Jim: Son, you have to talk louder.
Dwight: …never been lower!
Jim: Louder, son!
Dwight: [shouting] Buttlicker! Our prices have never been lower!
Michael: Stop it! Stop it!
Dwight: He —
Michael: That is totally inappropriate. You never yell at the client. You never yell at the client.
Jim: Now, you listen to me, sir.
Michael: Here we go.
Jim: The three words I would describe you as is aggressive, hostile and definitely difficult.
Michael: Give me the phone.
Dwight: Please, Mr. Buttlicker —
Jim: I’m irate right now.
Michael: Give me the phone.
Dwight: Please give me another chance. Mr. Buttlicker.
Michael: Give me the phone. Give me the phone.
Dwight: I have to put you on with my boss.
Jim: Well, I should hope so. [Michael takes phone] Who is this?
Michael: Hello, this is Michael Scott, regional manager.
Jim: Well, this is William M. Buttlicker.
Michael: Hello, Mr. Buttlicker. How may we help you?
Jim: Michael, I like the sound of your voice. You know what I’m going to do? I’m going to buy one million dollars worth of paper products today.
Dwight: [shakes fist, whispers] Yeah!
Michael: [covers phone, whispers to Dwight] See how it’s done? [into phone] Thank you very much, sir. I don’t think you’ll regret it. [to Dwight] See what I did?
Dwight: You are the master.
Jim: There is one condition, Michael.
Michael: Yes.
Jim: You have to fire the salesman that treated me so terribly.
Dwight: Don’t do it, Michael.
Michael: … [whispers] It’s a million-dollar sale.
Mei Fani
Baby, you've been going so crazy
Lately, nothing seems to be going right
So low, why do you have to get so low
You're so, you've been waiting in the sun too long
But if you sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing
For the love you bring won't mean a thing
Unless you sing, sing, sing, sing
Colder crying on your shoulder
Hold her, and tell her every thing's gonna be fine
Surely, you've been going too early
Hurry 'cos no one's gonna be stopped
Na na na na
But if you sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing
For the love you bring won't mean a thing
Unless you sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing
Baby, there's something going on today
But I say nothing, nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing
But if you sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing
For the love you bring won't mean a thing
Unless you sing, sing, sing, sing, sign
Ohh baby sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing
For the love you bring won't mean a thing
Unless you sing, sing, sing, sing
Mei Fani
Baby, you've been going so crazy
Lately, nothing seems to be going right
So low, why do you have to get so low
You're so, you've been waiting in the sun too long
But if you sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing
For the love you bring won't mean a thing
Unless you sing, sing, sing, sing
Colder crying on your shoulder
Hold her, and tell her every thing's gonna be fine
Surely, you've been going too early
Hurry 'cos no one's gonna be stopped
Na na na na
But if you sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing
For the love you bring won't mean a thing
Unless you sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing
Baby, there's something going on today
But I say nothing, nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing
But if you sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing
For the love you bring won't mean a thing
Unless you sing, sing, sing, sing, sign
Ohh baby sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing
For the love you bring won't mean a thing
Unless you sing, sing, sing, sing
RiverShortman
This song makes me want to fall in love with a receptionist
RiverShortman
@Micro Brian i dont blame either of them 😳
Micro Brian
I don't blame Jim. I would also be a simp to Pam Beesly
RiverShortman
@raidenwave That would be very classy.
Roger Kard
@Fernanda Galarza a qué haces referencia me explicas por favor ..
Anamar Cadena
💕✨The Office
Patricia Glass
Any one still listening to this 2020
James Lappin
Fuck off fishing for likes
陳依琪
Me🙋
Daniel Menn
I have just seen him in TV releasing His new album. So i remembered this wonderful song.