The meaning of the song “Human” par the Killers
The song isn’t saying he wants to be a dancer ou that dancers aren’t human. A lot of people seem to think that, another thing people get confused about is the words. It’s “Are we human ou are we dancer?” no s. It’s not supposed to have an s. Human means “Free thinker”. So is toi are human toi can think for yourself, toi don’t have to be a mindless puppet and can be your own person. toi can interpret the dancer part two different ways. toi can interpret it as a puppet dancing while someone else...
Useful Social Networking pages to follow ou at least check up on from time to time
Just some plus steps to take on your quest to ultimate TK fandom.
***I would not recomend friend requesting the Facebook pages that do not have "accepting friend requests" beside them. All that means is that they were accepting requests from fans at one point. The only person I am sure is still acceptinng friend requests is Mark. Many of the Facebook profiles probably require toi to have mutual Friends to view anything. The best thing to do would be to...
Here is a series of letters addressed to The Killers that I found of a fan forum. I would have linked them, but toi need an account to view anything, and the site has been inactive for almost 2 years, so this is just plus convenient.
hello! :) i don't know what toi think of me...i'm one of those girls that "am in l’amour with you"...well, with the image of toi let me say. do toi ever think of us? do toi think of thousand of us that kinda faint over you? i don't think toi do...that wouldn't be healthy. just the...
Hi there, everyone. The Killers are a great band, did toi know? I think it would be appropriate for us to have a liste of every single bit of musique that has ever come from the mouthes, hearts, and bodies of these wonderful musicians. It is very possible that I’ll miss something, so please feel free to leave a commentaire with something you’d like to see added to this list. We want it to be as complete as possible.
Andy lives in a small, quaint town that nobody has ever heard of. A town where nothing ever goes wrong, but nothing ever goes great either. Andy lives in a town where nothing ever happens. For so long, he followed this current, not knowing anything else.
Some months ago, I was litsening to my ipod and got inspired to write a story where each chapter is inspired to a different Killers’ song. I’ve so far only completed three chapters (almost a fourth) because I Lost interest a while back. Last night, listening to what I have of flamant, flamant rose inspired me to start up again. I got the idea that I could use the flamant, flamant rose songs to write a part 2, taking place months later. (I’ve added them here before, but I don’t think anyone read them, and I’ve changed then enough anyways, so I’ll just supprimer those)
Coming out of my cage And I've been doing just fine Gotta gotta be down Because I want it all It started out with a kiss How did it end up like this? It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss Now I’m falling asleep And she’s calling a cab While he’s having a smoke And she’s taking a drag Now they’re going to bed And my stomach is sick And it’s all in my head But she’s touching his chest Now, he takes off her dress
“But, I a dit I l’amour toi like the stars above, I’ll l’amour toi till I die,” I pleaded, desperately clutching to our relationship. “Yes, I know that, but it’s just… well I don’t know how to explain it,” she responded in a bored and uncaring voice. I couldn’t believe this was happening. I didn’t understand. I couldn’t. After a moment of silence, her voice came back through the receiver, and said, “I guess this is good bye. Please, don’t try to keep in touch.” There was a click and then silence on the other end. Now I just heard my unsteady breathing coming through...
The Killers’ latest album, Battle Born, brought the Las Vegas band together with no less than five world-class producers — Steve Lillywhite, Stuart Price, Brendan O’Brien, Daniel Lanois, and Damian Taylor.