Bikeage - The Descendents
Running out of time again
Where did you go wrong this time?
When your problems overwhelm you
Go get drunk it's party time
Take a quaalude, relax your mind
Relax your body too
Run from problems but
You'll never get away
No one loves you, and you
Wonder why?
Sitting there with your
Mouth full of beer
Your eyes are glazed, your face is red
Who's gonna pick you up
and use you for tonight?
And when you're on the streets
With a needle in your arm
Selling your body for another fix
Who's gonna pick you up and take
You home with them tonight? Not me!
Running out of breath again you're an
Old maid, but you're only 15
You're losing your little girl's charm
Cry all night but you'll never get it back
Don't be afraid, it's not too late
Save yourself, I need you here
Wearing off, wearing out
I can't think about this cause it
makes me sick

CRASS LYRICS

"Systematic Death"

System, system, system.
Death in life.
System, system, system.
The surgeons knife.
System, system, system.
Hacking at the cord.
System, system, system.
A child is born.

Poor little fucker, poor little kid,
Never asked for life, no she never did.
Poor little baby, poor little mite,
Crying out for food as her parents fight.
Crying out for food as her parents fight.

System, system, system.
Send him to school.
System, system, system.
Force him to crawl.
System, system, system.
Teach him how to cheat.
System, system, system.
Kick him off his feet.

Poor little schoolboy, poor little lad,
They'll pat him if he's good and they'll beat him if he's bad.
Poor little kiddy, poor little chap,
They'll force feed his mind with their useless crap.
They'll force feed his mind with their useless crap.

System, system, system.
They'll teach her how to cook.
System, system, system.
Teach her how to look.
System, system, system.
They'll teach her all the tricks,
System, system, system.
Create another victim for their greasy pricks.

Poor little girly, poor little wench,
Another little object to prod and pinch.
Poor little sweety, poor little filly,
They'll fuck her mind so they can fuck her silly.
They'll fuck her mind so they can fuck her silly.

System, system, system.
He's grown to be a man.
System, system, system.
Taugh to fit the plan.
System, system, system.
Forty years of jobs.
System, system, system.
Pushing little buttons, pulling little knobs.

Poor fucking worker, poor little serf,
Working like a mule for half of what he's worth.
Poor fucking grafter, poor little gent,
Working for the cash that he's already spent.
Working for the cash that he's already spent.

He's selling his life,
She's his loyal wife,
Timid as a mouse,
She's got her litlle house,
He's got his little car,
And they share the cocktail bar
She likes to cook his meals,
You know, something that appeals.
Sometimes he works til late
So his supper has to wait,
But she doesn't really mind
Cos he's getting overtime.
He likes to put a bit away
Just for that rainy day,
Cos every little counts
As the cost of living mounts.
They do the pools each week
Hoping for that lucky break.
Then they'd take a trip abroad,
Do all the things they can't afford.
She'd really like to have a fur,
He'd like a bigger car.
They could buy a bungalow,
With a Georgian door for show.
He might think of leaving work,
But no, he wouldn't like a shirk.
He'd much prefer to stay
And get his honest days pay.
He's got a life of work ahead,
There's no rest for the dead.
She's tried to make it nice,
He's said thankyou once or twice.

System, system, system.
Deprived of any hope.
System, system, system.
Taught they couldn't cope.
System, system, system.
Slaves right from the start.
System, system, system.
Til death do them part.

Poor little fuckers, what a sorry pair,
Had their lives stolen, but they didn't really care.
Poor little darlings, just your ordinary folks,
Victims of the system and it's cruel jokes.
Victims of the system and it's cruel jokes.

The couple views the wreckage
And dreams of home sweet home,
They'd almost paid the mortgage,
Then the system dropped its bomb.

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[Little girls, of about six or seven, were asked what do they like to do. And then sometime later the same question asked in a slightly different form; they were asked what do little girls like to do. ]

I've got 54321,
I've got a red pair of high-heels on,
Tumble me over, it doesn't take much,
Tumble me over, tumble me, push.
In my red high-heels I've no control,
The rituals of repression are so old,
You can do what you like, there'll be no reprisal,
I'm yours, yes I'm yours, it's my means of survival.

I've got 54321,
Come on my love, I know you're strong,
Push me hard, make me stagger,
The pain in my back just doesn't matter.
You force-hold me above the ground,
I can't get away, my feet are bound,
So I'm bound to say,
That I'm bound to stay.

Well today I look so good,
Just like I know I should,
My breasts to tempt inside my bra,
My face is painted like a movie star,
I've studied my flaws in your reflection
And put them to rights with savage correction,
I've turned my statuesque perfection
And shone it over in your direction.
So come on darling, make me yours,
Trip me over, show me the floor,
Tease me, tease me, make me stay,
In my red high-heels I can't get away.
I'm trussed and bound like an oven ready bird
But I bleed without dying and won't say a word.
Slice my flesh and I'll ride the scar,
Put me into gear like your lady car,
Drive me fast and crash me crazy,
I'll rise from the wreckage as fresh as a daisy.
These wouds leave furrows as they heal,
I've travelled them, they're red and real,
I know them well, they're part of me,
My birth, my sex, my history,
They grew with me, my closest friend,
My pain's my own, my pain's my end.
Clip my wings so you know where I am.
I can't get lost while you're my man.
Tame me so I know your call,
I've stabbed my heels so I am tall,
I've bound my twisted falling fall,
Beautiful mute against the wall,
Beautifully mutilated as I fall.
Use me don't lose me.

I've got 54321,
I've got a red pair of high-heels on.
Strap my ankles, break my heels,
Make me kneel, make me feel.
Turn, turn, turn, like a clockwork doll,
Put in your key and give me a whirl.
Tease me, tease me, the reason to play,
In my red high-heels I can't get away.
I'll be your bonsai, your beautiful bonsai,
Your black-eye bonsai, erotically rotting.
Will my tiny feet fit your desire?
Warped and tied I walk on fire.
Burn me out, twist my wrists,
I promise not to shout, beat me with your fists.
Squeeze me, squeeze me, make me feel,
In my red high-heels I'm an easy kill.
Tease me, tease me, make me see,
You're the only one, I need to be me.
Thankyou, will you take me?
Thankyou, will you make me?
Thankyou, will you break me?
Use me don't lose me,
Taste me, don't waste me.
Use, lose, taste, waste.

Starland Vocal Band
"Afternoon Delight"

Gonna find my baby, gonna hold her tight
Gonna grab some afternoon delight
My motto's always been 'when it's right, it's right'
Why wait until the middle of a cold dark night?
When everything's a little clearer in the light of day
And we know the night is always gonna be there any way

Thinkin' of you's workin' up my appetite
Looking forward to a little afternoon delight
Rubbin' sticks and stones together makes the sparks ingite
And the thought of lovin' you is getting so exciting
Sky rockets in flight
Afternoon delight
Afternoon delight
Afternoon delight

Started out this morning feeling so polite
I always though a fish could not be caught who wouldn't bite
But you've got some bait a waitin' and I think I might try nibbling
A little afternoon delight
Sky rockets in flight
Afternoon delight
Afternoon delight
Afternoon delight

Please be waiting for me, baby, when I come around
We could make a lot of lovin' 'for the sun goes down

Thinkin' of you's workin' up my appetite
Looking forward to a little afternoon delight
Rubbin' sticks and stones together makes the sparks ingite
And the thought of lovin' you is getting so exciting
Sky rockets in flight
Afternoon delight
Afternoon delight
Afternoon delight
Afternoon delight!

***********************
Heard a little bit of this song on the "Fat and the Furriest" episode of the Simpson's and was reminded of just how much I like this song.

I loved it as a kid, and now that I actually understand the lyrics, I like it even more.

Paco!
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I knew your name from the checkout machine

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A Perfect Teenhood - And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead

Take one
Take two

Believe it or not this is a plan of action
A perfect teenhood is a drug racket
It's a beautiful day and I am up and at 'em
Motorcycles and cops are the main attraction

Tommy Gun
Blood Lust
A perfect teenhood
Fuck you

A freak visitation from a sister planet
A holocaust situation requires network access
Information society takes a new direction
The highway and a gun, the latest fashion

Tommy Gun
Blood Lust
A perfect teenhood
Fuck you

Take one
Take two

So believe it or not, this is a plan of action
This ain't no mercy mission, this is target practice
The atomic thrust is gonna tear you askew
Agent X is Bettie Page, she's in the rear-view

Tommy Gun
Blood Lust
A perfect teenhood
Fuck you..

Dis Con Nec Ted - Queensryche

I've got to do something
about the loathsome
state I'm in.

DiS CoN NeC TeD
DiS CoN NeC TeD
DiS CoN NeC TeD

Everywhere I see decay.
Mechanized and sterilized
visions of replay.
I must release my rage.

Oh...
DiS CoN NeC TeD
I'm...
DiS CoN NeC TeD
feeling so...
DiS CoN NeC TeD

D ow n.........

Maybe all I need
beside my pills
and the surgery
is a new metaphor for reality.

I'm...DiS CoN NeC TeD
feeling so...
DiS CoN NeC TeD
oh...
DiS CoN NeC TeD

- you know -

Disconnection Notice - Sonic Youth

Did you get your disconnection notice?
Mine came in the mail today
They seem to think I'm disconnected
Don't think I know what to read or write or say
Glossaries injected daily
Words and numbers spell out the price to pay
It simply states "you're disconnected baby"
See how easily it all slips away

This is no direction
Prepare for the city
Angels turn on heaven's light

Hurry up, the stage awaits you
Don't forget to memorize your lines
Can you hear them congratulate you?
Out of step just can't find the time
Will we pass thru undetected?
Everything's right here inside our file
You're not so free to be so unprotected
A secret Mona Lisa hides behind her smile

This is no direction
Prepare for the city
Angels turn on heaven's light

Did you get your disconnection notice?
Mine came in the mail today
They seem to think I'm disconnected
Don't think I know what to read or write or say
Glossaries injected daily
Words and numbers spell out the price to pay
It simply states "you're disconnected baby"
See how easily it all slips away

GIVE ME BACK MY WIG[bers]
(Hound Dog Taylor)

Give me back my wig
Honey now let your head go bald.
Give me back my wig
Honey now let your head go bald.
Really didn't have no business
Honey buyin' you no wig at all.

Takin' me downtown
Say four forty nine,
When I get down there
I swear, nine ninety nine.

You just give me back my wig
Honey now let your head go bald.
Really didn't have no business
Honey buyin' you no wig at all.

Yeah my Mama told me
And your good friend too,
When you get that wig
That's the way you gonna do.

You just give me back my wig
Honey now let your head go bald.
Really didn't have no business
Honey buyin' you no wig at all.

Goodbye little one
All I got to say.
Give me back my wig and be
On your merry way.

You just give me back my wig
Honey, now let your head go bald.
Really didn'thave no business
Honey buyin' you no wig at all

(Google found the lyrics here for me. Strange.)

the KLF
what time is love? (live at trancentral)

right now, right now, right now it's time to
kick out the jams, motherfucker!
kick out the // jams

the notes'll flow, yo, for the words i speak
rap is weak so i teach and i reach
a positive vibe, a way of life, is how i'm livin'
so get hype to the rhythm
klf is the crew, ya hear, yeah
design a rhyme i just won't fear
back to react, enough is enough
let me ask you a question
what time is love?
what time is love?
what time is love?
what time is love?

mu mu
mu mu
mu mu
mu mu
i wanna see you sweat
i wanna see you sweat
i wanna see you sweat

take the chance to advance
you might hallucinate, exaggerate, i devastate
we had to pass the pyramid blaster
the jams are here, it's what you've been after
i make you shake through, break you, take through
right in the path of what they call the mu mu
klf, boy, we come rough, bring the break
what time is love?
wha-what time is love?
love love love love
what time is love?

mu mu
mu mu
mu mu
mu mu
i wanna see you sweat
i wanna see you sweat

thank you, thank you

kick out the jams, motherfucker!
thank you, thank you
thank you, thank you

okay houston, we'll give you a countdown...
four, three, two, one, fire

i wanna see you

the final chapter, prophetic, poetic
when i'm done, this calls for anesthetic
get to, step to, let an mc
come in effect with kingboy d
a wannabe, gonnabe, ol'time sucka
you know the time, i never stutter
a feat, a dream, a-yeah seem bright
yeah, pass the mic
what time is love?
what time is love?
what time is love?
what time is love?

mu mu
mu mu
mu mu
mu mu
mu mu
mu mu
mu mu
mu mu
i wanna see you sweat
i wanna see you sweat
i wanna see you
mu mu
mu mu
mu mu
mu mu
i wanna see you sweat
i wanna see you sweat
i wanna see you sweat
i wanna see you sweat
i wanna see you sweat
i wanna see you sweat
i wanna see you
i wanna see you
i wanna see you sweat
i wanna see you sweat
i wanna see you sweat

thank you, thank you

Disconnect - Rollins Band (sensing a theme?)

Don’t like to think too much, it makes me think too much,
It keeps my mind on my mind
Don’t wanna see too much, it makes me see too much
Sometimes I’d rather be blind

All the things that they’re saying & doing
When they pass me by it just fills me up with noise
It overloads me
I wanna disconnect myself
Pull my brainstem out and unplug myself
I want nothing right now

I want to pull it out, yeah
I want to pull it out, yeah
I wanna break it all down, hey,
I wanna pull it out
Yeah, yeah, disconnect myself, disconnect myself

A thousand miles an hour going nowhere fast
Clingin' to the details of your past
Talking ’bout your damage and you're wasting my time
Wanna be the king of pain? Stand in line!
All the numbers and the colours and the facts
Backed by the rumours and the figures and the stats
I think I’m gonna download my mind

I wanna pull it out

Too damn bad if at the end of the day the only thoughts
In your brain are all the things that they say, what a waste
Too damn bad if at the end of the line you got no idea of
What’s on your own mind
You got no one to blame but yourself
Too much to know, too much to see
It might mean something to you but it’s nothing to me
Just another ad for someone's version of how they think it should be

I wanna disconnect myself, pull my brainstem out and unplug myself
I want nothing right now, I want to pull it out

NICK CAVE & THE BAD SEEDS
"Nature Boy"

I was just a boy when I sat down
To watch the news on TV
I saw some ordinary slaughter
I saw some routine atrocity
My father said, don't look away
You got to be strong, you got to be bold, now
He said, that in the end it is beauty
That is going to save the world, now

And she moves among the sparrows
And she floats upon the breeze
She moves among the flowers
She moves something deep inside of me

I was walking around the flower show like a leper
Coming down with some kind of nervous hysteria
When I saw you standing there, green eyes, black hair
Up against the pink and purple wisteria
You said, hey, nature boy, are you looking at me
With some unrighteous intention?
My knees went weak,
I couldn't speak, I was having thoughts
That were not in my best interests to mention

And she moves among the flowers
And she floats upon the smoke
She moves among the shadows
She moves me with just one little look

You took me back to your place
And dressed me up in a deep sea diver's suit
You played the patriot, you raised the flag
And I stood at full salute
Later on we smoked a pipe that struck me dumb
And made it impossible to speak
As you closed in, in slow motion,
Quoting Sappho, in the original Greek

She moves among the shadows
She floats upon the breeze
She moves among the candles
And we moved through the days
and through the years

Years passed by, we were walking by the sea
Half delirious
You smiled at me and said, Babe
I think this thing is getting kind of serious
You pointed at something and said
Have you ever seen such a beautiful thing?
It was then that I broke down
It was then that you lifted me up again

She moves among the sparrows
And she walks across the sea
She moves among the flowers
And she moves something deep inside of me

She moves among the sparrows
And she floats upon the breeze
She moves among the flowers
And she moves right up close to me

VNV NATION
"Darkangel"

In your dream you see me clear
I have no restraint, no fear
Powerless I watched from faces I'd assumed.
My purpose set. My will defined.
Caress the air.
Embrace the skies.
Escape the sorrow and restraint of mortal cities.

Give me time I will be clear.
Given time you'll understand
What possesses me to right what you have suffered.
I'm in this mood because of scorn.
I'm in a mood for total war.
To the darkened skies once more and ever onward.

So many years I stood among the thoughts
and tears of those I served.
Among my own I was alone through my own doing.
All the years I walked unknown
behind the faces I assumed.
Powerless to clear your mind of what you'd suffered.

They fall again.
They fall again.

Give me time I will be clear.
Given time you'll understand
What possesses me to right what you have suffered.
I'm in this mood because of scorn.
I'm in a mood for total war.
To the darkened skies once more and ever onward.
There is no faith in which to hide.
Even truth is filled with lies.
Doubting angels fall to walk among the living.
I'm in this mood because of scorn.
I'm in a mood for total war.
To the darkened skies once more and ever onward.

I'd only come here seeking peace.
I'd only come here seeking me.

It seems I came to leave.

SECRET HEART, Ron Sexsmith

Secret heart
What are you made of?
What are you so afraid of?
Could it be three simple words
Or the fear of being overheard?
What's wrong?
Let her in on your secret, heart

Secret Heart
Why so mysterious?
Why so sacred, why so serious?
Maybe you're just acting tough
Maybe you're just not man enough
What's wrong?
Let her in on your secret, heart

This very secret you're trying to conceal
Is the very same one you're dying to reveal
Go tell her how you feel

Secret Heart
Come out and share it
This loneliness, few can bear it
Could it have something to do with
Admitting that you just can't go through it alone?
Let her in on your secret
Whats wrong?
Let her in on your secret heart

Comfort Eagle, Cake

We are building a religion
We are building it bigger
We are widening the corridors
And adding more lanes

We are building a religion
A limited edition
We are now accepting callers
For the pendant key chains

To resist it is useless
It is useless to resist it
His cigarette is burning
But he never seems to ash

He is grooming his poodle
He is living comfort eagle
You can meet at his location
But you better come with cash

Now his hat is on backwards
He can show you his tatoos
He is in the music business
He is calling you dude!

Now today is tomorrow
And tomorrow today
And yesterday is weaving in and out

And the filthy white lines
That the airplane leaves behind
Are drifting right in front
Of the waining of the moon

He is handling the money
He’s serving the food
He knows about your party
He is calling you dude!

Now do you believe
In the one big sign
The doublewide shine
On the bootheels of your prime

Doesn’t matter if you’re skinny
Doesn’t matter if you’re fat
You can dress up like a sultan
In your onion head hat

We are building a religion
We are making a brand
We’re the only ones to turn to
When your castles turn to sand

Take a bite of this apple
Mr. corporate events
Take a walk through the jungle
Of cardboard shanties and tents

Some people drink pepsi
Some people drink coke
The wacky morning dj
Says domocracy’s a joke

He says now do you believe
In the one big song
He’s now accepting callers
Who would like to sing along

She says, do you believe
In the one true edge
By fastening your safety belts
And stepping towards the ledge

He is handling the money
He is serving the food
He is now accepting callers
He is calling me dude!

Now do you believe
In the one big sign
The doublewide shine
On the bootheels of your prime

There’s no need to ask directions
If you ever lose your mind
We’re behind you
We’re behind you
And let us please remind you
We can send a car to find you
If you ever lose your way

We are building a religion

We are building it bigger

We are building

A religion

A limited

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The Blower's Daughter - Damien Rice


And so it is
just like you said it would be
life goes easy on me
most of the time
and so it is
the shorter story
no love no glory
no hero in her skies
i can't take my eyes off of you
and so it is
just like you said it should be
we'll both forget the breeze
most of the time
and so it is
the colder water
the blower's daughter
the pupil in denial
i can't take my eyes off of you
did I say that I loathe you?
did I say that I want to
leave it all behind?
i can't take my mind off of you
my mind
'til I find somebody new

Cake == teh rawx - I need to buy/steal some soon

in the days that you were hopelessly poor
i just liked you more


i listen to the smiths when i clean my friend's house and it's always 'half a person' that gets stuck on repeat in my mind's ear.

Numb - Linkin Park


I'm tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless lost under the surface
Don't know what you're expecting of me
Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
Every step I take is another mistake to you
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)

[Chorus]
I've become so numb I can't feel you there
I've become so tired so much more aware
I've becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you

Can't you see that you're smothering me
Holding too tightly afraid to lose control
Cause everything that you thought I would be
Has fallen apart right in front of you
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
And every second I waste is more than I can take

[Chorus]
I've become so numb I can't feel you there
I've become so tired so much more aware
I've becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you

And I know
I may end up failing too
But I know
You were just like me with someone disappointed in you

[Chorus]
I've become so numb I can't feel you there
I've become so tired so much more aware
I've becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you

[Chorus]
I've become so numb I can't feel you there
Is everything what you want me to be
I've become so numb I can't feel you there
Is everything what you want me to be