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Out The Window - Yo La Tengo
I'm sitting round like I got nothing to do Got something to say, but not to you, not now I'm just waiting for the back and forth that won't begin Back to back, that won't seem to end I'm here waiting for a sign Everything goes out the window Watching you walk out the door tonight When my hope falls, bounces off you, hits the floor splits into 2 or 3 pieces. Well, I'm still waiting on it, down and down to the empty space where it lays Where it falls apart I'm stuck waiting for some sign. Everything goes out the window Watching you walk out the door I wrote a letter to my oldest friend, forgot it for awhile. Then on second thought, I read it through and threw it out, I'm through waiting on a sign ------- Birth, School, Work, Death |
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You think you're tired now
But wait until 3:00 --The Cure, Let's Go to Bed _____________________________________ ::swoon:: |
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Onion Soup-vic chesnutt
Thin and unshaved Drunk and mysterious Oh, I must say Lifestyle is curious With a little touch of the sniffles And filthy socks Gnawed, crumbled fingernails Never doing tomahawk chops Flaky head Dandruff is distinguished Laquer is red Vain is the varnish "What is at the root of this?" She'll say "whatcha got?" "What participle do you possess? She'll say "which I have not!" One blustery day We rode out to the meadowlands We saw and were amazed Then hauled it back into town again Mississippi is a mess sometimes And not only when it rains How come you went back to that malaria island 'Cause our friendship is strained Those were the days When you were so cosmopolitan These are the days My letters they're so increasingly maudlin I wrote you an eloquent postcard once About this most exquisite onion soup But, of course I never mailed it though Cause it was your turn in the loop |
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"somehow everything I own smells of you,
and for the tiniest moment it's all not true" "me and my mates thought we had it sussed - valentinos, all of us, my dad said we looked ridiculous, but boy we broke some hearts" -this song has some great other lyrics in it as well but i can't remember them at the mo ____________________________________________________ The sky above the port was the color of a television tuned to a dead channel. |
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There's a man going around in this town selling lies.
He's the bad businessman And the mess he sells is bad And the mess he leaves is sad. He's a clown That's going to get bounced around If he don't keep his business underground. He's a player But every time he deals a round It's a bad hand What a bad man. Beware of what he sells. It's shooting you straight to hell. T'ain't no bottom in that wishing well. Bad businessman. Squirrel Nut Zippers - Bad Businessman As far as I'm concerned, I prefer silent vice to ostentatious virtue. -Albert Einstein |
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"standing alone at the top of the stair she breaks down"
she's leaving home - the beatles i've always loved that line. it's very evocative. ____________________________________________________ The sky above the port was the color of a television tuned to a dead channel. |
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"Father Lucifer" - Tori Amos
Father Lucifer You never looked so sane You always did prefer the drizzle to the rain Tell me that you're still in love with that Milkmaid How's the disease? How's your Jesus christ been hanging? Nothings gonna stop me from floating Nothings gonna stop me from floating He says he reckons I'm a watercolour stain He says I run and then I run from him And then I run He didn't see me watching From the aeroplane He wiped a tear And then he threw away our appleseed Nothings gonna stop me from floating Nothings gonna stop me from floating Everyday's my wedding day Though baby's still in his comatose state I'll die my own Easter eggs Don't go yet Just don't go And Beenie lost the sunset but that's OK Does Joe bring flowers to Marilyn's grave And girls that eat pizza and never gain weight Never gain weight Never gain weight Father Lucifer you never looked so sane You always did prefer the drizzle to the rain Tell me that you're still in love with that milkmaid How's the disease? How's your Jesus Chirst been hanging? As far as I'm concerned, I prefer silent vice to ostentatious virtue. -Albert Einstein |
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The first song on Warren Ellis's The 4AM 10: "Ode To Innocence" by Aaron McMullan, is just amazing. Some really good lines.
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Black Star - Radiohead
I get home from work and you're still standing in your dressing gown Well, what am I to do? |
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"Glory Box" - Portishead
I'm so tired, of playing Playing with this bow and arrow Gonna give my heart away Leave it to the other girls to play For I've been a temptress too long Just. . Give me a reason to love you Give me a reason to be ee, a woman I just wanna be a woman From this time, unchained We're all looking at a different picture Thru this new frame of mind A thousand flowers could bloom Move over, and give us some room Give me a reason to love you Give me a reason to be ee, a woman I just wanna be a woman So don't you stop, being a man Just take a little look from our side when you can Sow a little tenderness No matter if you cry Give me a reason to love you Give me a reason to be ee, a woman Its all I wanna be is all woman For this is the beginning of forever and ever Its time to move over... ... As far as I'm concerned, I prefer silent vice to ostentatious virtue. -Albert Einstein |
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It ain’t easy, living free,
Season ticket on a one way ride, Asking nothing, leave me be, Taking everything in my stride. Don’t need reason, don’t need rhyme, There ain’t nothing I would rather do; Going down For the time. My friends are going to be there too I’m on a highway to hell, Highway to hell. I’m on a highway to hell, On a highway to hell. Ya. No stop sign, speed limit, Nobody gonna slow us down. Like a wheel, gonna spin it. No-one gonna mess me ‘round. Hey, Satan! Paid my dues, Playing in a rockin’ band. Whoa, Mamma! Just look at me. I’m on my way to the promised land. I’m on a highway to hell, Highway to hell. I’m on a highway to hell, On that highway to hell. Ya. Don’t stuff me. Ya. Ya.. Ya. I’m on a highway to hell, Highway to hell. I’m on a highway to hell, On that highway to hel/// Highway to hell. I’m on that highway to hell. Highway to hell. I’m on a highway to hell. You are gonna come down with us. Ya. Ya. Ya. Ouh. Then I’m going down, oh Lord. All the way. Yea. All the way. Going down. On that highway to hell. Woh. |
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You think you're tired now? Wait 'till you start seeing things moving on the walls... No lyrics. They should be. |
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"Silly Girl" - The Descendents
Started on a summer Sunday Your pink dress on the setting sun You were going to Grandma's house, I was too scared to come My silly girl, I'm beggin you Tell me all the things that I want to hear My silly girl, I'm in love with you I had to run to catch you, You always moved so fast With your cute little smile and your silly laugh, God gave me love at last My silly girl, I'm beggin you Tell me all the things that I want to hear My silly girl, I'm in love with you They said just stay away Right now I wish I had I'm so in love with you, my silly girl They made me go away Sometimes life just isn't fair, but I'll be back someday I hope you'll still be there My silly girl, I'm beggin you Tell me all the things that I want to hear My silly girl, I'm in love with you When you're just a silly boy like me, you're always so scared Now I'm just out of luck, I wonder if you ever cared My silly girl, I'm beggin you Don't stop being a silly girl My silly girl, I'm in love with you They said just stay away Right now I wish I had I'm so in love with you, my silly girl As far as I'm concerned, I prefer silent vice to ostentatious virtue. -Albert Einstein |
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"If It Be Your Will"
If it be your will That I speak no more And my voice be still As it was before I will speak no more I shall abide until I am spoken for If it be your will If it be your will That a voice be true From this broken hill I will sing to you From this broken hill All your praises they shall ring If it be your will To let me sing From this broken hill All your praises they shall ring If it be your will To let me sing If it be your will If there is a choice Let the rivers fill Let the hills rejoice Let your mercy spill On all these burning hearts in hell If it be your will To make us well And draw us near And bind us tight All your children here In their rags of light In our rags of light All dressed to kill And end this night If it be your will If it be your will. Retired |
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Jesus Saves - Slayer
You go to the church, you kiss the cross You will be saved at any cost You have your own reality Christianity You spend your life just kissing ass A trait that's grown as time has passed You think the world will end today You praise the Lord, it's all you say Jesus saves, listen to you pray You think you'll see the pearly gates When death takes you away For all respect you cannot lust In an invisible man you place your trust Indirect dependency Eternal attempt at amnesty He will decide who lives and dies Depopulate Satanas rise You will be an accessory Irreverence and blasphemy Jesus saves, no need to pray The gates of pearl have turned to gold It seems you've lost your way Jesus saves, no words of praise No promised land to take you to There is no other way As far as I'm concerned, I prefer silent vice to ostentatious virtue. -Albert Einstein |
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Where do you get
Those blue blue jeans Faded, patched secret so tight. I'm One - The Who |
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"Pull My Strings" - Dead Kennedys
I'm tired of self respect I can't afford a car I wanna be a prefab superstar I wanna be a tool Don't need no soul Wanna make big money Playing rock and roll I'll make my music boring I'll play my music slow I ain't no artist, I'm a business man No ideas of my own I won't offend Or rock the boat Just sex and drugs And rock and roll Drool, drool, drool, drool, drool, drool My Payola! Drool, drool, drool, drool, drool, drool My Payola! You'll pay ten bucks to see me On a fifteen foot high stage Fatass bouncers kick the shit Out of kids who try to dance If my friends say I've lost my guts I'll laugh and say That's rock and roll But there's just one problem Is my cock big enough Is my brain small enough For you to make me a star Give me a toot, I'll sell you my soul Pull my strings and I'll go far And when I'm rich And meet Bob Hope We'll shoot some golf And shoot some dope Is my cock big enough? Is my brain small enough? As far as I'm concerned, I prefer silent vice to ostentatious virtue. -Albert Einstein |
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She tied you
To a kitchen chair She broke your throne, and she cut your hair And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah Hallelujah - Leonard Cohen ON TOUR Hallelujah!!! |
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Family Way - The Men They Couldn't Hang
Been in jail for twenty years, it was twenty years ago Fought a man with my bare hands, killed him with a blow I'd searched the bars and betting shops in every part of town Swore that night he'd wear a suit of pinewood six feet down A changing world keeps moving fast My yesterday's tomorrow's in the past When it's one against the rest Always puts you to the test But I swear I'd do it all again today Cause it's the family way In hospital my brother lay just looking at his wounds They caught him down by London bridge one Friday afternoon It was the strangeness of his accent, the bareness of his purse Because there was but one of him and three to do their worst My brother died and left behind a girl bearing a child She broke down at the funeral to see his face defiled She wore the silver ring of fiancee Both were taken to our home, shown the family way When I get out a week today I'll take the London train There's two men there who've bought a share in twenty years of pain In this old world your kith and kin are all that's on your side Twenty years won't matter when the matter's put to rights ------- Birth, School, Work, Death |
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HUSKER DU
"Data Control" A nine digit number For every living soul That is all they talk about At Data Control They know everything about you Keeping secrets is too hard Your life is all recorded for you In holes punched in computer cards Data Control (digital readout) Data Control (perforated feedout) Data Control (microfilm files) Data Control (1984 style) A multinational corporation A stockholder's dream A nightmare of diversity A defense system so supreme Too technical to talk about Too complex for layman's brains It's enough to make you paranoid Or drive you crazy losers sane |
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