Now THAT'S what I LIKE. Clean lyrics depicting "`tude" and emotion.
PS edit: I haven't heard this, yet.

How 'bout some Donald Fagen:

Goodbye Look

The surf was easy on the day I came to stay
On this quiet island in the bay
I remember a line of women all in white
The laughter and the steel bands at night

Now the Americans are gone except for two
The embassy's been hard to reach
There's been talk and lately a bit of action after dark
Behind the big casino on the beach

The rules are changed
It's not the same
It's all new players in a whole new ball game

Last night I dreamed of an old lover dressed in gray
I've had this fever now since yesterday
Wake up darling they're knocking the Colonel's standing in the sun
With his stupid face the glasses and the gun

I know what happens
I read the book
I believe I just got the goodbye look

Won't you pour me a Cuban breeze Gretchen

I know a fellow with a motor launch for hire
A skinny man with two-one shoes
Cause tonight they're arranging a small reception just for me
Behind the big casino by the sea

I know what happens
I read the book
I believe I just got the goodbye look

From 'Beautiful Communists', Swamp Thing

she's following the socialists
she's tapped their party line
she doesn't want to know their plots and plans
she wants to know what they're wearing tonight

This one's for MoM!

I love children, Swamp Thing, 1985

I love children
I love 'em a bunch
I love 'em in the evening
and I love 'em for lunch

I love children
with ketchup and mayonnaise too
I love children
you know I do, I do, I do
Come into my kitchen, kid
you know I might love you

Some people like lobster
some people like squid
you know the favorite dish I dig
it's a sautéed kid

I love children...

I went to McDonald's
I cracked a great big smile
looked up at the menu and it read
TRY OUR MC CHILD

I love children
with special sauce and onions too
I love children
You know I do, I do, I do
Come into my kitchen, kid
you know I might love ---
you know I just might love you

Inwards
- Big Country, 1984

I wouldn't want to go home on a night like this
When I find out that some of the past has been missed
And the light in the window has burned its fuse
I pull everything inwards but everything's loose

Everything inwards, but everything's loose
Everything inwards, but everything's loose

I wouldn't want to stay out with news like this
All the engines too loud all the pavements hiss
How the scouts in the stairwell will meet again
I pull everything inwards but everything's changed

How's this for up to date ultra modern and brand new emtv video hippness....

"I don't need your pity
I've got plenty of my own friends,
they're all above me"

(Rolls heavenly eyes heavenward) Doorbell, White Stripes

Catchy tune.
Detroit will be nice.

Van Morrison. Reminds me of you.

I miss you so much, I can’t stand it
Seems like my heart, is breaking in two
My head says no but my soul demands it
Everything I do, reminds me of you

I miss you so much, in this house full of shadows
While the rain keeps pouring down, my window too
When will the pain, recede to the darkness
From whence it has come, and I’m feeling so blue

Ain’t goin’down, no more to the well
Sometimes it feels like, I’m going to hell
Sometimes I’m knocking, on your front door
But I don’t have nothing, to sell no more

Seems like the spirit, is pushing me onwards
I’m able to see, where I tripped and went wrong
I’ll just have to guess, where my soul will find comfort
And I miss you so much, when I’m singing my song

Ain’t goin’ down, no more to the well
And sometimes it seems, I’m going to hell
You’ll find me knocking, on your front door
But I don’t have nothing, to sell no more

Seems like my spirit, is pushing me onwards
’til I’m able to see where, I tripped when I went wrong
I’ll just have to guess, where my soul will get comfort
I miss you so much, when I’m singing my song

I miss you so much, I can’t stand it
Seems like my heart is breaking in two
My head says no, but my soul demands it
And everything I do, reminds me of you
Everything I do, reminds me of you
Everything I do, reminds me of you

Making true "The Commitments" quote:

quote:

The Irish are the blacks of Europe. Dubliners are the blacks of Ireland.

José

Just listening to Bonnie Raitt & I just keep hitting the 'replay' button when this comes on.

I can't make you love me

Turn down the lights
Turn down the bed
Turn down these voices
inside my head

Lay down with me
Tell me no lies
Just hold me close,
don't patronize

Don't patronize me

Cause I can't make you love me
if you don't
You can't make your heart feel
something it won't
Here in the dark
in these final hours
I will lay down my heart
And I'll feel the power
but you won't
No, you won't
Cause I can't make you love me
if you don't

I'll close my eyes
then I won't see
the love you don't feel
when you're holding me

Morning will come
and I'll do what's right
just give me till then
to give up this fight
and I will give up this fight

Cause I can't make you love me
if you don't
You can't make your heart feel
something it won't
Here in the dark
in these final hours
I will lay down my heart
And I'll feel the power
but you won't
No, you won't
Cause I can't make you love me
if you don't

LN

i've been on a TMBG kick.

kiss me, son of god by they might be giants

I built a little empire out of some crazy garbage
Called the blood of the exploited working class
But they've overcome their shyness
Now they're calling me Your Highness
And a world screams, "Kiss me, Son of God"

I destroyed a bond of friendship and respect
Between the only people left who'd even look me in the eye
Now I laugh and make a fortune
Off the same ones that I tortured
And a world screams, "Kiss me, Son of God"

I look like Jesus, so they say
But Mr. Jesus is very far away
Now you're the only one here who can tell me if it's true
That you love me and I love me

I built a little empire out of some crazy garbage
Called the blood of the exploited working class
But they've overcome their shyness
Now they're calling me Your Highness
And a world screams, "Kiss me, Son of God"
Yes a world screams, "Kiss me, Son of God"

A Case of You
(J.Mitchell)

Just before our love got lost you said
"I am as constant as a northern star"
And said, "Constant in the dark
Where's that at?
If you want me I'll be in the bar"

On the back of a cartoon coaster
In a blue TV screen light
I drew a map of Canada
Oh Canada
And your face sketched on it twice

Oh you are in my blood like holy wine
You taste so bitter and you taste so sweet
Oh I could drink a case of you darling
Still I'd be on my feet
I'd still be on my feet

Oh I am a lonely painter
I live in a box of paints
I'm frightened by the devil
And drawn to those who ain't afraid
I remember when you told me
"Love is touching souls"
Surely you touched mine
Part of you pours out of me
In these lines from time to time

You are in my blood like holy wine
You taste so bitter and you taste so sweet
Oh I could drink a case of you
I could drink a case of you darling
Still I'd be on my feet
I'd still be on my feet

I met a woman
She had a mouth like yours
She knew your devils and your deeds
She said
"Go to him, stay with him if you can
But be prepared to bleed"
You are in my blood like holy wine
You taste so bitter and you taste so sweet
Oh I could drink a case of you darling
Still I'd be on my feet
I'd still be on my feet

Dream Theater

6. Degree 6: Six Degrees Of Inner Turbulence

[music by Myung, Petrucci, Portnoy, Rudess]

[I. OVERTURE]

[instrumental]

[II. ABOUT TO CRASH]

[lyrics by John Petrucci]

She can't stop pacing
She never felt so alive
Her thoughts are racing
Set on overdrive

It takes a village
This she knows is true
they're expecting her
And she's got work to do

He helplessly stands by
It's meaningless to try
As he rubs his red-rimmed eyes
He says I've never seen her get this bad

Even though she seems so high
He knows that she can't fly
and when she falls out of the sky
He'll be standing by

She was raised in a small midwestern town
By a charming and eccentric loving father
She was praised as the perfect teenage girl
And everyone thought highly of her

And she tried everyday
With endless drive
To make the grade
Then one day
She woke up to find
The perfect girl
Had lost her mind

Once barely taking a break
Now she sleeps the days away
She helplessly stands by
It's meaningless to try
All she wants to do is cry
No one ever knew she was so sad

Cause even though she gets so high
And thinks that she can fly
She will fall out of the sky
But in the face of misery
She found hopefulness
Feeling better
She had weathered
This depression

Much to her advantage
She resumed her frantic pace
Boundless power
Midnight hour
She enjoyed the race

[III. WAR INSIDE MY HEAD]

[lyrics by Mike Portnoy]

Napalm showers
Showed the cowards
We weren't there to mess around

Through heat exhaustion
And mind distortion
A military victory mounted on innocent ground

Hearing voices from miles away
Saying things never said
Seeing shadows in the light of the day
Waging a war inside my head

Years and years of
Bloodshed and warfare
Our mission was only to get in and kill

A free vacation
Of palmtrees and shrapnel
Trading innocence for permanent psychotic hell

Hearing voices from miles away
Saying things never said
Seeing shadows in the light of the day
Waging a war inside my head

Feeling strangers staring my way
Reading minds never read
Tasting danger with each word I say
Waging a war inside my head

[IV. THE TEST THAT STUMPED THEM ALL]

[lyrics by Mike Portnoy]

Standing in the darkness
Waiting for the light
The smell of pure adrenaline
Burning in the night

Random blinding flashes
Aiming at the stage
Intro tape begins to roll
Igniting sonic rage

Still they keep me between these hollow walls
Hoping to find in me
The answers to the test that stumped them all

"The boy is simply crazy
Suffering from delusions
We honestly think that maybe
He might need an institution

He lives in a world of fiction
And really could use some help
We have just the place to fix him
To save him from himself"

Curled up in the darkness
Searching for the light
The smell of stale sweat and shit
Streaming through the night

Random urine testing
Pills red, pink and blue
Counseling and therapy
Providing not a clue

Still they keep me between these hollow walls
Hoping to find in me
The answers to the test that stumped them all

"We can't seem to find the answers
He seemed such a clear cut case
We cannot just let him leave here
And put all this work to waste

Why don't we try shock treatment
It really might do some help
We have just the tools to fix him
To save him from himself"

[V. GOODNIGHT KISS]

[lyrics by Mike Portnoy]

Goodnight kiss in your nightgown
Lavender in your bed
So innocent as you lie down
Sweet dreams that run through your head

Are you lonely without Mommy's love?
I want you to know I'd die for that moment
You're just a poor girl
Afraid of this cruel world
Taken away from it all

It's been 5 years to the day and
My tainted blood's still the same
I can't help acting this way and
Those bastard doctors are gonna pay

I'm so lonely without baby's love
I want you to know I'd die for one more moment
I'm just a poor girl
Afraid of this cruel world
Taken away from it all

[VI. SOLITARY SHELL]

[lyrics by John Petrucci]

He seemed no different from the rest
Just a healthy normal boy
His mama always did her best
And he was daddy's pride and joy

He learned to walk and talk on time
But never cared much to be held
and steadily he would decline
Into his solitary shell

As a boy he was considered somewhat odd
Kept to himself most of the time
He would daydream in and out of his own world
but in every other way he was fine

He's a Monday morning lunatic
Disturbed from time to time
Lost within himself
In his solitary shell

A temporary catatonic
Madman on occasion
When will he break out
Of his solitary shell

He struggled to get through his day
He was helplessly behind
He poured himself onto the page
Writing for hours at a time

As a man he was a danger to himself
Fearful and sad most of the time
He was drifting in and out of sanity
But in every other way he was fine

He's a Monday morning lunatic
Disturbed from time to time
Lost within himself
In his solitary shell

A momentary maniac
With casual delusions
When will he be let out
Of his solitary shell

[VII. ABOUT TO CRASH (REPRISE)]

[lyrics by John Petrucci]

I'm alive again
The darkness far behind me
I'm invincible
Despair will never find me

I feel strong
I've got a new sense of elation
Boundless energy
Euphoria fixation

Still it's hard to just get by
It seems so meaningless to try
When all I want to do is cry
Who would ever know I felt so sad

Even though I get so high
I know that I will never fly
And when I fall out of the sky
Who'll be standing by

Will you be standing by

[VIII. LOSING TIME/GRAND FINALE]

[lyrics by John Petrucci]

She dresses in black everyday
She keeps her hair simple and plain
She never wears makeup
But no one would care if she did anyway

She doesn't recall yesterday
Faces seem twisted and strange
But she always wakes up
Only to find she'd been miles away

Absence of awareness
Losing time
A lapse of perception
Losing time

Wanting to escape
She had created a way to survive
She learned to detach from herself
A behavior that kept her alive

Hope in the face of our human distress
Helps us to understand the turbulence deep inside
That takes hold of our lives
Shame and disgrace over mental unrest
Keeps us from saving those we love
The grace within our hearts
And the sorrow in our souls
Deception of fame
Vengeance of war
Lives torn apart
Losing oneself
Spiraling down
Feeling the walls closing in
A journey to find
The answers inside
Our illusive mind

"Lost in Hollywood" System of a Down

I'll wait here,
You're crazy,
Those viscious streets are filled with strays,
You should have never gone to Hollywood.

They find you,
Two time you,
Say your the best they've ever seen,
You should have never trusted Hollywood.

I wrote you,
And told you,
You were the biggest fish out here,
You should have never gone to Hollywood.

They take you,
And make you,
They look at you in disgusting ways,
You should never trusted Hollywood.

[Serj moans now]

I was standing on the wall,
Feeling ten feet tall,
All you maggots smoking fags on Santa Monica Boulevard,
This is my front page,
This is my new age,
All you bitches put your hands in the air and wave them like you just don't care.

All you maggots smoking fags on Sunset Boulevard.

All you bitches put your hands in the air and wave them like you just don't care.

Phoney people come to play,
Look at all of them beg to stay,
Phoney people come to pray.

[Serj and Daron Harmonize]

Phoney people come to pray.

All you maggots smoking fags on Santa Monica Boulevard,
All you maggots smoking fags out there on Sunset Boulevard.

All you maggots smoking fags on Hollywood Boulevard.

You should have never trusted Hollywood.
You should have never gone to Hollywood.

All you bitches put your hands in the air and wave them like you just don't care.

You should have never trusted Hollywood.

[QUOTE]Originally posted by striv:
"Lost in Hollywood" System of a Down

"Last exit for the lost" - The Fields of Nephilim

"Man On The Moon" R.E.M.

Mott the Hoople and the game of Life.
Andy Kaufman in the wrestling match.
Monopoly, Twenty one, checkers, and chess.
Mister Fred Blassie in a breakfast mess.
Let's play Twister, let's play Risk.
i'll see you heaven if you make the list.

Hey, Andy did you hear about this one?
Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey, baby.
Are we losing touch?
If you believed
they put a man on the moon,
man on the moon.
If you believe
there's nothing up my sleeve,
then nothing is cool.

Moses went walking with the staff of wood.
Newton got beaned by the apple good.
Egypt was troubled by the horrible asp.
Mister Charles Darwin had the gall to ask.

Now, Andy did you hear about this one?
Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey, baby.
Are you having fun?
If you believed
they put a man on the moon,
man on the moon.
If you believe
there's nothing up my sleeve,
then nothing is cool.

Here's a little agit for the never-believer.
Here's a little ghost for the offering.
Here's a truck stop instead of Saint Peter's.
Mister Andy Kaufman's gone wrestling
Now, Andy did you hear about this one?
Tell me, are you locked in the punch?

Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey, baby.
Are we losing touch?
If you believed
they put a man on the moon,
man on the moon.
If you believe
there's nothing up my sleeve,
then nothing is cool.

If you believed
they put a man on the moon,
man on the moon.

Why Dont You Get A Job - The offspring

My friend's got a girlfriend
man he hates that bitch
he tells me every day
He says "Man I really gotta lose my chick
in the worst kind of way"

She sits on her ass
he works his hands to the bone
to give her money every payday
but she wants more dinero just to stay at home

Well my friend
You gotta say

I won't pay, I won't pay ya, no way
why don't you get a job
say no way, say no way, no way
why don't you get a job

I guess all his money, well it isn't enough
to keep heer bill collectors at bay
I guess all his money, well it isn't enough
cause that girl's got expensive taste

I won't pay, I won't pay ya, no way
why don't you get a job
say no way, say no way, no way
why don't you get a job

Well I guess it ain't easy doing nothing at all
But hey man free rides just don't come
along every day

Let me tell you about my other friend now
my friend's got a boyfriend
man she hates that dick
she tells me every day
he wants more dinero just to stay at home
well my friendyou gotta say
I won't pay, I won't pay ya, no way
why don't you get a job
say no way, say no way, no way
why don't you get a job

I wont give you your money
always pray
why dont you get a job
say no way, say no way, no way
why don't you get a job

hey thats something everyone can enjoy

quote:

Originally posted by striv:
"Lost in Hollywood" System of a Down

Didn't think you'd be a System Of A Down fan (and i guess you are not anyway)... but that is a really nice song indeed.

You're right. I don't know System of a Down. But I do hear that song quite often on the radio and I do like it very much.

So, this is what I've done so far. Will work harder, stronger. Will finish it soon. Will add poster. Will! Will! Will!

quote:

The Whitlams – Melbourne
Wellington by The Muttonbirds
07 - Hooker with a Penis
Cactus – Pixies
Bjork~JOGA
The Notwist - The Incredible Change of Our Alien
Leonard Cohen - "A Thousand Kisses Deep"
Deicide/Kill the Christian.
Mark Lanegan - One Way Street
Mark Lanegan - No Easy Action
Tom Waits - 16 Shells From a Thirty-Ought-Six
Slint - Good Morning, Captain
Robinson brothers – Good Friday
Bad Religion - Struck a Nerve
Bob Dylan, Desolation Row
Warm Wet Circles – Marillion
björk, - hyperballad
Cannibal Ox - Iron Galaxy
Shelter From The Storm
Uncle Tupelo – Slate
Lydia The Tattooed Lady - E.Y. Harburg
Ice Ice Baby
radiohead/Exit Music (For A Film)
happy together - the turtles
Michael Penn, BUNKER HILL
Hello Shakespeare sister
nomeansno. Victory
Neil Young. Rockin' in the Free World
Killer by Van der graaf generator
Butthole Surfers, "Pepper"
Oliver's Army/Elvis Costello
Ministry – Stigmata
Disposal Of The Body - cannibal corpse
The Velvet Underground - Pale Blue Eyes
Leonard Cohen
Buffy Sainte Marie singing Leonard Cohens poem God is Alive
Bad Religion - Watch it Die
Thrones Of Blood
nick drake
tori amos, bitch!
Atmosphere - Like Today
U.S. Forces - Midnight Oil
Suzanne Vega, - "Caramel"
Sioux Music: Severin - Nicotine Stain
Dillinger Escape Plan feat. Mike Patton. - "When Good Dogs Do Bad Things"
Elvis... Costello that is! - Beyond Belief
mike patton w/dillinger escape plan - Pig Latin
All/Explorador
Atmosphere – Scapegoat
Carcass - Vomited Anal Tract
Carcass - Exhume To Consume
Science Marches On
Sunship Balloons -The Flaming Lips
The Tubes "Don't Touch Me There"
A lap dance is so much better when the stripper is crying" - The Bloodhound Gang
Adam in Chains
Armatage Shanks is actually in Insomniac
O´Malley´s Bar
All Tomorrow´s Parties, by Lou Reed
Jesus Saves Slayer
The Great Disappointment - A Fire Inside
Dillinger Escape Plan/ Sugar Coated Sour
Fugazi BLUEPRINT
Misfits MOMMY, CAN I GO OUT AND KILL TONIGHT?
Misfits SKULLS
DESCENDANTS PERVERT
Cannibal Corpse A Skull Full Of Maggots
Cannibal Corpse Covered With Sores
Maggots – Gwar
maggot death: by throbbing gristle
Carcass Maggot Colony
Cohen Avalanche
Blue Öyster Cult- Joan Crawford
Tom Waits/The Black Rider
Dead Can Dance : The Carnival is Over
Ohgr/Cracker
Slayer/War Ensemble
Christmas Card From A Hooker In Minneapolis - Tom Waits
Pouring Water on a Drowning Man - James Carr
The Herbaliser feat. Jane Grae - Mission Improbable
Calling Out Your Name - Rich Mullins
Mr. Bungle - Squeeze Me Macaroni
Uncle Tupelo, "Flatness"
Jethro Tull - Locomotive Breath
Mr. Bungle - Dead Goon
They Can't Take That Away From Me - Ella Fitzgerald
On the Day - Henry Rollins
As I sat sadly by her side, Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds
Dennis Brown - Things In Life
Sara. Bob Dylan
Western man by Mose Allison 1971
Thee Mountain Goats "No Children"
The Trial / pink floyd
Under The Surface by Neurosis
snog – cliché
Heavy Rock - I Just Want To Be A Drummer
reg & pete's dog trumpet, i'm so handsome
DEAD KENNEDYS - "Dear Abby"
DOA - Fucked Up Ronnie
Cannibal Corpse/Stabbed In The Throat
Tragically Hip Nautical Disaster


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