Kinky Sex Makes The World Go Round

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A Silver Mount Zion
"God Bless Our Dead Marines"


They put angels in the electric chair
The electric chair, the electric chair
Straight up angels in the electric chair
The electric chair, the electric chair

They put angels in the electric chair
The electric chair, the electric chair
Straight up angels in the electric chair
The electric chair, the electric chair

And no one knew or no one cared
But burning stars lit up their hair
And burning stars lit up their hair
And crawled to heaven on golden stairs

And oh, how we to and fro
To and fro, to and fro
Oh, how we to and fro
To and fro, to and fro

Oh, how we to and fro
To and fro, to and fro
Oh, how we to and fro
To and fro, to and fro

This our torched estates
We're your sweet mistakes

And all them vulgar kings on their dirty thrones
Who among us will avenge Ms. Nina Simone?
And all them vulgar kings on their dirty thrones
Who among us will avenge Ms. Nina Simone?

There's fresh meat in the club tonight
God bless our dead marines
Someone had an accident above the burning trees
While somewhere distant, peacefully
Our vulgar leaders sleep
Dead kids don't get photographed
God bless our dead marines

The hungry and the hanged
The damaged and the done
Striving 'long this spinning rock
Tumbling past the sun
Get through this life without killing anyone
And consider yourself golden

Lost a friend to cocaine
Couple friends to smack
Troubled hearts map deserts
And they rarely do come back
Lost a friend to oceans
Lost a friend to hills
Lost a friend to suicide
Lost a friend to pills
Lost a friend to monsters
Lost a friend to shame
Lost a friend to marriage
Lost a friend to blame
Lost a friend to worry
And lost a friend to wealth
Lost a friend to stubborn pride
And then I lost myself

I love my dog and she loves me
The world's a mess and so are we
She tumbles long green, muddy fields
Sick with joy and glee
And as she dreams sweet puppy dreams
Whimpering gently

There's fresh meat in the club tonight
God bless our dead marines
Someone had an accident above the burning trees
While somewhere distant, peacefully
Our vulgar princes sleep
Dead kids don't get photographed
God bless this century

When the world is sick
Can't no one be well?
But I dreamt we was all beautiful and strong

When the world is sick
Can't no one be well?
But I dreamt we was all beautiful and strong

When the world is sick
Can't no one be well?
But I dreamt we was all beautiful and strong...

Warrant - Uncle Tom’s Cabin.

Just for the record, let’s get the story straight,
Me and Uncle Tom were fishing, it was getting pretty late,
Out on a cypress limb, above the Wishing Well,
Were they say it ain’t got no bottom, say it take you down to hell.

Over in the bushes, and off to the right -
Two men talking in the pale moon light,
Sheriff John Brady and Deputy Head,
Hauling two limp bodies down to the water’s edge.

I know a secret down at Uncle Tom’s cabin, oh yeah.
I know a secret that I just can’t tell.

They didn’t see me and Tom in the tree,
Neither one believing what the other could see,
Tossed in the bodies, let them sink on down,
To the bottom of the well, where they’d never be found.

I know a secret down at Uncle Tom’s cabin, oh yeah.
I know a secret that I just can’t tell.
I know a secret down at Uncle Tom’s cabin.
I know a secret that I just can’t tell.
I know a secret down at Uncle Tom’s cabin,
No, who put the bodies in the Wishing Well?

Soon as they were gone, me and Tom got down,
Praying real hard that we wouldn’t make a sound,
Running through the woods back to Uncle Tom’s shack,
Where the full moon shines through the roof tile cracks.

Oh my God, Tom, who are we going to tell?
The Sheriff, he belongs in a prison cell.
Keep your mouth shut, that’s what we are going to do,
Unless you want to wind up in the Wishing Well too, oh.

I know a secret down at Uncle Tom’s cabin.
I know a secret that I just can’t tell.
I know a secret down at Uncle Tom’s cabin, oh yeah.
I know a secret that I just can’t tell.
Oh, I know a secret down at Uncle Tom’s cabin,
No, who put the bodies? No, who put the bodies in the Wishing Well? Oh yeah.

Dragnet - Napalm Death

The ascension of human intelligence
To atomic genocide

Homo Sapiens = the disease, the cause, the pollution.

Erase the aeons of evolutions

Pushed too far, just a matter of time,
Seemingly nothing to halt the tide...

...Except the end - accept the end?

It's a god-awful small affair
To the girl with the mousy hair
But her mummy is yelling "No"
And her daddy has told her to go
But her friend is nowhere to be seen
Now she walks through her sunken dream
To the seat with the clearest view
And she's hooked to the silver screen
But the film is a saddening bore
Though she's lived it ten times or more
She could spit in the eyes of fools
As they ask her to focus on

Sailors fighting in the dance hall
Oh man! Look at those cavemen go
It's the freakiest show
Take a look at the Lawman
Beating up the wrong guy
Oh man! Wonder if he'll ever know
He's in the best selling show
Is there life on Mars?

It's on America's tortured brow
That Mickey Mouse has grown up a cow
Now the workers have struck for fame
'Cause Lennon's on sale again
See the mice in their million hordes
From Ibiza to the Norfolk Broads
Rule Britannia is out of bounds
To my mother, my dog, and clowns
But the film is a saddening bore
'Cause I wrote it ten times or more
It's about to be writ again
As I ask you to focus on

Sailors fighting in the dance hall
Oh man! Look at those cavemen go
It's the freakiest show
Take a look at the Lawman
Beating up the wrong guy
Oh man! Wonder if he'll ever know
He's in the best selling show
Is there life on Mars?

Minutemen
The Cheerleaders


Past: will the nation grow?
Prosperity may last.
Can we look at the problems ahead?
With our heads in the sand, we might as well be dead!
Cheer him on:
"The Leader Of The Team."
He'll push on through at all cost to win!
But are we free to think for ourselves or doomed to repeat our mistakes?
Can you hear them call your name?
Can you count the lives they take?
Do you have to see the body bags before you make a stand?
Just a little bit too late.
Watch the cheerleaders
call out their names on the sidelines.
They can feel the players sweat.
I wonder if that is all they see?
All the rallies will never set them free!

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Steve Earle, "Transcendental Blues"

In the darkest hour of the longest night
If it was in my power I'd step into the light
Candles on the altar, penny in your shoe
Walk upon the water — transcendental blues

Happy ever after 'til the day you die
Careful what you ask for, you don't know 'til you try
Hands are in your pockets, starin' at your shoes
Wishin' you could stop it — transcendental blues

If I had it my way, everything would change
Out here on this highway the rules are still the same
Back roads never carry you where you want 'em to
They leave you standin' there with them ol' transcendental blues

For Kradlet (yes I was a Herman's Hermits fan -- from age 9 or so)

Sleepy Joe
(Carter/Alquist)

Sleepy Joe - sleepy Joe

Rise and shine, sleepy Joe
Now´s the time, don´t you know
To get into a new kind of dream
You´ve been living alone
With no Bell telephone
And you don´t have a shirt that is clean

You can rest your head on the corner of your bed
You can watch the world go by
But you never gonna see what the other people see
If you´re always gonna be a sleepy Joe.

Rise and shine, sleepy Joe
There are places to go
There are windows to clean on the way
You´ve got nothing to loose
But a shine on your shoes
Do the best things you can every day

You can get upset, at the way the people get
You can turn your back on the crowd
But you never gonna see what is absolutely real
If you´re always gonna be a sleepy Joe

La la la .... sleepy Joe ....

Rise and shine, sleepy Joe
Now´s the time, don´t you know
To get into a new kind of dream
You´ve been living alone
With no Bell telephone
And you don´t have a shirt that is clean

La la la .... sleepy Joe ....

Rise and shine, sleepy Joe
There are places to go
There are windows to clean on the way
You´ve got nothing to loose
But a shine on your shoes
Do the best things you can every day

La la la .... sleepy Joe ....

Beck - Modern Guilt

feel uptight when I walk in the city
I feel so cold when I'm at home
Feels like everything's starting to hit me
I lost my bearings ten minutes ago

Modern guilt, I'm stranded with nothing
Modern guilt, I'm under lock and key
Misapprehension
Is turning into convention
Don't know what I've done but I feel ashamed

Standing outside the glass on the sidewalk
These people talk about impossible things
And I'm falling out of the conversation
And I'm a pawn piece in a human shield

Modern guilt is all in our hands
Modern guilt won't get me to bed
Say what you will
Smoke your last cigarette
Don't know what I've done but I feel afraid

CIRCLE JERKS/
"Coup d' état"


Coup d'éat [x4]

The government gets overthrown
a sudden force,a major blow
over out,the new comes in
coup d'éat
give me a bomb
a molotov
it's a coup d'éat!
the generalisimo sets up shop
step out of line
your neck's on the block
armies marching through the streets
dressed so sharp,dressed so neat
coup d'éat [twice]
A push from the left and a shove from the right
it's all plaaned up,we'll do it tonight
first the president then his wife
we'll take them for ranson
or take their lives
attack their embassy
they are our enemies
el presidente smokes cigars
whoever he does not like
he shoots or put behind bars
coup d'éat [twice]

kill all

Eight miles high/
Byrds

Eight miles high, and when you touch down
You'll find that it's stranger than known
Signs in the street that say where you're going
Are somewhere, just being their own
Nowhere is there warmth to be found
Among those afraid of losing their ground
Rain gray town, known for its sound
In places, small faces unbound
Round the squares, huddled in storms
Some laughing, some just shapeless forms
Sidewalk scenes and black limousines
Some living, some standing alone

That's When I Reach For My Revolver
Mission Of Burma

Once I had my heroes
Once I had my dreams
But all of that is changed now
They've turned things inside out
The truth is not so comfortable, no
And mother taught us patience
The virtues of restraint
And father taught us boundaries
Beyond which we must go
To find the secrets promised us, yeah
That's when I reach for my revolver
That's when it all gets blown away
That's when I reach for my revolver
The spirit fights to find its way
A friend of mine once told me
His one and only aim
To build a giant castle
And live inside his name
Cry and whispers sing in muted pain
That's when I reach for my revolver
That's when it all gets blown away
That's when I reach for my revolver
The spirit fights to find its way
Tonight the sky is empty
But that is nothing new
Its dead eyes look upon us
And they tell us we're nothing but slaves
That's when I reach for my revolver
(...but slaves)
That's when I reach for my revolver
That's when I reach for my revolver
That's when I reach for my revolver
That's when I reach for my revolver
That's when I reach for my revolver

by starlight I'll kiss you
and promise to be your one and only
I'll make you feel happy
and leave you to be lost in my eyes
and where will we go and what will we do?
soon said I, we'll know
and are you just like me?

dead eyes, dead eyes, are you just like me?
her eyes, her eyes were as vacant as the sea
dead eyes, dead eyes, are you just like me?
and all along, we knew we'd carry on
just to belong

by starlight I know you
as lovely as a wish granted true
my life has been empty, my life has been untrue
and does she really know who I really am?
and does she really know me at last?

and are you just like me?
dead eyes, dead eyes, are you just like me?
her eyes, her eyes were as vacant as the seas yeah
dead eyes, dead eyes, are you just like me?

and are you just like me?
and are you just like me?
and are you just like me?
_{By Starlight - Smashing Pumpkins}

Elvis, "When I Was Cruel No.2"

I exit through the spotlight glare
I stepped out into thin air
Into a perfume so rarefied
"Here comes the bride"

Not quite aside, they snide, "She's number four"
"There's number three just by the door"
Those in the know, don't even flatter her,
they go one better
"She was selling speedboats in a tradeshow when he met her"

Look at her now
She's starting to yawn
She looks like she was born to it
But it was so much easier
When I was cruel

She reaches out her arms to me
Imploring: "Another melody?"
So she can dance her husband out on the floor
The captains of industry just lie there where they fall

In eau-de-nil and pale carnation creation
A satin sash and velvet elevation
She straightens the tipsy head-dress of her spouse
While hers recalls a honey house

There'll be no sorrows left to drown
Early in the morning in your evening gown
But it was so much easier
When I was cruel

The entrance hall was arranged with hostesses and ushers
Who turned out to be the younger wives nursing schoolgirl crushes
Parting the waves of those few feint friends
Fingers once offered are now too heavy to extend

The ghostly first wife glides up on stage whispering to raucous talkers
Spilling family secrets out to flunkeys and castrato walkers
See that girl,
Watch that scene
Digging the "Dancing Queen"

Two newspaper editors like playground sneaks
Running a book on which of them is going to last the week
One of them calls to me
And he says, "I know you"
"You gave me this tattoo back in '82"
"You were a spoilt child then with a record to plug"
"And I was a shaven headed seaside thug"
"Things haven't really changed that much"
"One of us is still getting paid too much"

There are some things I shan't report
The memory of his last retort
But it was so much easier
When I was cruel

Look at me now
She's starting to yawn
She looks like she was born to it
Ah, but it was so much easier
When I was cruel

Roger Waters - Amused to Death

Doctor Doctor what is wrong with me
This supermarket life is getting long
What is the heart life of a colour TV
What is the shelf life of a teenage queen
Ooh western woman
Ooh western girl
News hound sniffs the air
When Jessica Hahn goes down
He latches on to that symbol
Of detachment
Attracted by the peeling away of feeling
The celebrity of the abused shell the belle
Ooh western woman
Ooh western girl
And the children of Melrose
Strut their stuff
Is absolute zero cold enough
And out in the valley warm and clean
The little ones sit by their TV screens
No thoughts to think
No tears to cry
All sucked dry
Down to the very last breath
Bartender what is wrong with me
Why am I so out of breath
The captain said excuse me ma'am
This species has amused itself to death
Amused itself to death
Amused itself to death
We watched the tragedy unfold
We did as we were told
We bought and sold
It was the greatest show on earth
But then it was over
We ohhed and aahed
We drove our racing cars
We ate our last few jars of caviar
And somewhere out there in the stars
A keen-eyed look-out
Spied a flickering light
Our last hurrah
And when they found our shadows
Grouped around the TV sets
They ran down every lead
They repeated every test
They checked out all the data on their lists
And then the alien anthropologists
Admitted they were still perplexed
But on eliminating every other reason
For our sad demise
They logged the only explanation left
This species has amused itself to death
No tears to cry no feelings left
This species has amused itself to death

Hey, Bravus, you goin' to see The Angels in Mansfield?

Amanda the actress waits at the station
she's drifting with nothing to do
with dilettante steps she's quick to accept
the weather and times turning screw
she lives in a tower with defences
she learned from her mother and friends
she walks like a pharaoh, dresses in day-glo
when she's in pain she pretends...
That late in the night when the lights are all out
then she slips off her stockings and shoes
she makes you her lover and lets you discover
the smiles she keeps, she keeps for you
She keeps no, she keeps no
she keeps no secrets from you
Facing the morning, wearing her shadow
she throws her dice and I-ching
success in Japan, a rescuing man
knows she won't change anything
`Cause late in the night when the lights are all out
then she slips off her stockings and shoes
she makes you her lover and lets you discover
the smiles she keeps, she keeps for you
She keeps no, she keeps no
she keeps no secrets from you
she keeps no secrets from you
she keeps no secrets from you
she keeps no secrets from you

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Five Days In May - Blue Rodeo:
They met in a hurricane
Standing in the shelter, out of the rain
She tucked a note into his hand.

Later on they took his car
drove on down to where the beaches are
he wrote her name in the sand
never even let go of her hand

Somehow they stayed that way, for those five days in may
made all those stars around them shine

funny how you can look in vain
livin on nerves and such sweet pain
lonlieness that cuts so fine
find the place you've seen a thousand times

sometimes the world begins to set you up on your feet again
and no one wipes the tears from your eyes
how will you ever know the way that circumstances go
Its gonna hit you by surprise
but i know my past you were there
everything I've done, you are the one

Looking back its hard to tell why they stood while others fell
spend your life working it out
all I know's one cloudy day, they both just ran away
rain on the windsheild headed south
oh she loved the lines around his mouth

sometimes the world begins to set you up on your feet again
and no one wipes the tears from your eyes
how will you ever know the way that circumstances go
its gonna hit you by surprise
but i know my past you were there
everything I've done, you are the one

Ride the Comet - Ayreon

Find your way home, little extremophiles
Find your way home, donors of life
You're on your own, little extremophiles
You're on your own, cleaving the skies

Carry out our dangerous task
Sail uncharted spheres
Live out our dreams, ride the comet
Journey on the Migrator trail
Cross the new frontiers
Pass on our genes, ride the comet

You are the future, little extremophiles
You are the future, you know what to do

Carry out our dangerous task
Sail uncharted spheres
Live out our dreams, ride the comet
Journey on the Migrator trail
Cross the new frontiers
Pass on our genes, ride the comet