What Are You Listening To / Lyrics thread

[MrsMoe]

Numb - Portishead

Unable so lost,
I can't find my way,
Been searching, but I have never seen,
A turning, a turning from deceit.

‘Cause the child roses like,
Try to reveal what I could feel,
I can't understand myself anymore,
‘Cause I'm still feeling lonely,
Feeling so unholy.

‘Cause the child roses like,
Try to reveal what I could feel,
And this loneliness,
It just won't leave me alone, oh no.

I'm fooling somebody,
A faithless path to roam,
Deceiving to breath this secretly,
A silence, this silence I can't bear.

‘Cause a child roses light,
Try to reveal what I could feel,
And this loneliness,
It just won't leave me alone, oh no,
And this loneliness,
It just won't leave me alone.

A lady of war,
A lady of war.

[Rhinoqulous]

I used to have none
Now with you, I've got one
If I could get just one more
Then you'd know what you're in for
You ain't getting any sleep tonight
I hope you girls don't fight
And I hope you don't run away
Cause I'm halfway to a threeway

I tired again and again
To indulge in just one sin
All you have to do is lie there
While I push aside your wheelchair
I'd do anything it takes
To change your mind and then lock your brakes
So I know that you can't roll away
Cause I'm halfway to a threeway

Can't wipe the smile off my face
When you step out in your leg brace
You can't just climb the stairs
And you ain't got any hair
I can't get you to sit
You and your stupid epileptic fits
But I know you can't run away
Cause I'm halfway to a three way

(pretty guitar solo)

As I lay you down on my bed
It don't matter that you're brain dead
I can get so close to you
Now that you're in a coma
I'll make it sweet for sure
When I pull on your life support
And know that you just fade away
And I'm halfway to a threeway

Jim O'Rourke, Halfway to a Threeway

[mud]

See sig. ;)

[Tenspace]

Halo
God is in my fingers
God is in my head
God is in the trigger
God is in the lead
God is freedom, God is truth
God is power and God is proof
God is fashion, God is fame
God gives meaning, God gives pain

You can be right like me With God in the hole you're a righteous soul
I got a halo round me, I got a halo round me
I'm not the same as you Cos I've seen the light and I'm gaining in height now
I got a halo round me, I got a halo round me I got a halo round my head

God is on the cellphone
God is on the net
God is in the warning
God is in the threat

Arriving Somewhere but not Here
Never stop the car on a drive in the dark
Never look for the truth in your mother's eyes
Never trust the sound of rain upon a river rushing through your ears
Arriving somewhere but not here

Did you imagine the final sound as a gun?
Or the shattered windows of a car?
Did you ever imagine the last thing you'd hear as you're fading out was a song?

All my designs simplified And all of my plans compromised
All of my dreams sacrificed
Ever had the feeling you've been here before?
Drinking down the poison the way you were taught
Every thought from here on in your life begins and all you knew was wrong?
Did you see the red mist block your path?
Did the scissors cut a way to your heart?
Did you feel the envy for the sons of mothers tearing you apart?

(Lyrics c 2004 Steven Wilson/Porcupine Tree)

[thomas]

The Waterboys Medicine Bow

there's a black wind blowing
a typhoon on the rise
pummeling rain
murderous skies!
I'm gonna take my books
I'm gonna wear my coat
I'm gonna find my scarf
and wrap it around my throat
and you can
Come with me
through the driving snow
we're gonna ride on up to
Medicine Bow

well I spent too long
just stuck on the shore
there's a man in my head
but he isn't me anymore
I'm gonna find me a ship
stowaway on a boat
I'm gonna burn all the words
and letters and cards that I ever wrote
and you can
Sail with me
where the current flows
we're gonna move on up to
Medicine Bow

I'm gonna change my colours
cancel my things
stop my squawking
grow some wings!

well I will not sleep
and I will not rest
I will put my soul
and my will to the test
I'm gonna tug at my tether
I'm gonna tear at my lead
I'm gonna test my knowledge
in the field of deeds
and you can
Run with me
FAST AS WE CAN GO
over the hill to
Medicine Bow

[schemanista]

Tiger The Lion

The Tragically Hip

This is Tiger the Lion, gimme the Knuckles of Frisco
If there's danger in the language, gentlemen,
I suggest no further use of the two-way radio.

'John Cage had come to feel that art in our time
was far less important than our daily lives,
to which so many'd become more or less inclined.
The purpose of it's not unique. Not to build masterpieces
for a delectative elite, but simply to wake to your life.'*

You'll be serving the song
When you find out you won't change
Serving the song
Walking the range.

'John Cage had come to feel art in our time
was much less important than our daily life
If there's a perpetual plan for discovery days
where everyone can take part in what he called
purposeless play.

And there's a sign of life in this play
not to get order from chaos tell you how to create
but simply to wake to your life.'

You'll be serving the song
When we find out you won't change
Serving the song
Bombing the range

This is Tiger the Lion
get me Into the Pillows
If you're painted by radar, gentlemen,
there'll be no further use of
the two-way radio

[Rhinoqulous]

This song just popped up on iTunes, and I had to share it with all yall.

Bukowski, Modest Mouse

Woke up this morning and it seemed to me,
that every night turns out to be
A little more like Bukowski.
And yeah, I know he's a pretty good read.
But God who'd wanna be?
God who'd wanna be such an asshole?
God who'd wanna be?
God who'd wanna be such an asshole?

Well we sat on the edge of the river,
the crowd screamed, "Sacrifice the liver!"
If God takes life, he's an Indian giver.
So tell me now why, you'll tell me never.
Who would wanna be?
Who would wanna be such a control freak?
Well who would wanna be?
Who would wanna be such a control freak?

Well see what you wanna see. You should see it all.
Well take what you want from me. You deserve it all.
Nine times out of ten our hearts just get dissolved.
Well I want a better place or just a better way to fall.

But one time out of ten, everything is perfect for us all.
Well I want a better place or just a better way to fall.
Here we go!

If God controls the land and disease,
keeps a watchful eye on me,
If he's really so damn mighty,
my problem is I can't see,
well who would wanna be?
Who would wanna be such a control freak?
Well who would wanna be?
Who would wanna be such a control freak?

Evil home stereo, what good songs do you know?
Evil me, oh yeah I know, what good curves can you throw?

Well all that icing and all that cake,
I can't make it to your wedding, but I'm sure I'll be at your wake.
You were talk, talk, talk, talkin' in circles that day,
when you get to the point make sure that I'm still awake, OK?

Went to bed and didn't see
why every day turns out to be
a little bit more like Bukowski.
And yeah, I know he's a pretty good read.
But God who'd wanna be?
God who'd wanna be such an asshole?

[schemanista]

This song just popped up on iTunes, and I had to share it with all yall.

Bukowski, Modest Mouse
I love that album!

[MrsMoe]

Tiger The Lion

The Tragically Hip
good call :D

[MrsMoe]

Be Yourself - Audioslave

Someone falls to pieces
sleepin all alone
someone kills the pain
spinning in the silence
to finally drift away
someone gets excited
in a chapel yard
catches a bouquet
another lays a dozen white roses on a grave

to be yourself is all that you can do

someone finds salvation in everyone
and another only fame
someone tries to hide themself
down inside their selfish brain
someone swears his true love
until the end of time
another runs away
separate or united?
healthy or insane?

to be yourself is all that you can do

you can be fading out
and pulled apart
or been in love
every single memory of
could have been faces of love
don't lose any sleep tonight
i'm sure everything will end up alright
you may win love

but to be yourself is all that you can do
to be yourself is all that you can do

[ocmpoma]

Nothingface - "Here Come the Butchers" (Skeletons)

We can bring the apocalypse
In our Vatican in line six
We're the face of the end of time
We can burn and leave no ash behind

Now it's butcher time

We were never Satanists
Never bit on the Christian myth
You don't see how there one in the same?
You pigs just drive us all insane

Now it's butcher time

I think we'll just shut you up
You'll never see anything quite like this
A big fucking shit colored sky
That rains constant cyanide

Now it's butcher time

The devil lives in Rome
The devil cloaked in robes

Who do you control?
You can't control your own priests
[x2]

Can't fool the world again
The book is fuckin' dead

Lying and smiling and fucking
It's all about control

Useless and boring
Knee deep in Christian shit

Christians and Catholics
A plague that scars the world

Killers and rapists
Your priests are uncontrolled

The devil lives in Rome
The devil cloaked in robes

[Rhinoqulous]

This thread is too much fun. :)

Save Yourself, Aesop Rock

(Chill with that ill behavior) - KRS sample

Pull the pin out, sheep creep in wolf garb
Fronted by the Hail Mary parry lunge mixer
Kill the populace for stability, jeopardy's a stickler
Its bob and weave amalgam played the falcon to your fixture
I branch out, arms flailing backwards
wailin upon a tidy sound circuit
slightly foul Gershwin
with a bed of nails and drumlust plus disgusted service
workin in shifts opposite the asbestos brain furnace
I be the now observatory eye ear antenna feeler
Spittin like a dragon with a similar demeanor
stood innocent bystand witness the diehard fans turn Rip Van
in the poppy fields of N.Y.'s orchestrated brick gauntlet
Now I'm thinkin who am I Jabberwocky Superfly bent left
Pushin war without the ten step cushion and what (what)
I plan to hold this beat positive sacred in these golde veins
Until the day I die from grimace overload
It's shock (it's shock)
treatment offered by the weekend
this still be a getaway, let's display the sequence it goes:
One for the heartless thievery turning my guardian angel harpless
And the rest to sweep the mess under the carpet (under the carpet)
I drag a yellow taxi meter behind every measure
And charge cats for labeling me shepherd
"That'll be Six Fifty plus tip darlin,
I take cash, credit, check, money-order, gold and cigarette cartons"
Huh, got caught up in the universe tryin to zoom in on stardom
Forgot the passion plus the hatred, both were based in Carbon
Next time you wanna be a hero try saving somethin other than hip-hop
And maybe hip-hop'll save you from the pit-stop
Kill em all, yield
(naw man It wasn't me it was Holden Caulfield brother
I just read and pulled the trigger)
Oh God, well leave me to tiptoe past the pearly gates
capture the halo, jet back to base, step past the chase
the bad taste of jet-lag and weight slackers
There aint nothin broken, where you at?
The pistons pump perfect, where you at?
The bass tone is Merlin, where you at?
This service is a urgent workin surgeons
Purging formulas lookin for an improper cause is whack

(Chorus 2x)

What are you saving, honestly? (honestly, honestly)
What are you saving, honestly? (honestly, no honestly)
What are you saving, honestly? (damn)
Promise me you gon shut the fuck up and recognize
What you holdin aint really broken?


I don't flick neeedles like my sick friend
I don't march like Beetle Bailey through a quick trend
I don't frequent church's steeples on my weekend
And I don't comment if you formulate a weak Zen.

All I ever really wanted was a getaway
I'ma take a chance by letting a brook slide for what I got in my hands
I can not agree to follow a leader while on the borderline
A war without a reason for the Brady hates gore
Bring out your dead we can put em in a pile
And burn em with the novels for the kids then to admire
KIll the ones that speak from a different life
Brewin other killer noise makin the sentiment...
Okay, welcome to the Kamikaze bottle rocket cockpit
Live by the icy cold hand of bad intention youth blender
Oh yeah I'll let God warm the bench for now but
I'll ascend to spin y'all dizzy
(and for the record I'm bringin my t.v. with me)
Yo, let the commoners speak publicly
Then disperse eye jammies for cats that swear by third pupil
But can't see past the loophole
Motherfucker, my word is born like Siamese triplets
With doctor, lawyer, rocket scientist promise
(let em grow leisurely)
Hey Mom, I'ma fix without my probe along this path
Once my shpeel's perfected I'ma save you a seat in the front row
Of Aesop Rock's twelve steps to shut the fuck up seminar
And when all these bickering crowds turn solid you gon be proud
I tack hacks to the backboard
Honesty's a latchcord
Fury's far from obsolete
Serenity's a crack whore
Raw caricature of mayhem standard branded by the labor
With a thousand reasons to end this for every one of you saviors
Saw the brightest burst ironically wide from the vacant stage
Gave it a pound for burning where bunk ratio's engaged
Keep me posted as to when you grasp something mature to
sit and sulk about mister, and I'll consider pickin up your record

(Chorus 2x)

[alaspooryorick]

Rhinoq, regarding the Bukowski song...

I frankly LOVE Bukowski because he's an asshole. A really talented asshole.

Not a song, but an excerpt from the best poem to represent Bukowski's tendency to be an asshole from his poem "poetry readings":

I am ashamed for them,
I am ashamed that they have to bolster each other,
I am ashamed for their lisping egos,
their lack of guts.

if these are our creators,
please, please give me something else:
Rock on, Charles.

[MrsMoe]

The Arcade Fire - Rebellion

sleeping is giving in,
no matter what the time is.
sleeping is giving in,
so lift those heavy eyelids.

people say that you'll die faster than without water,
but we know it's just a lie,
scare your son and scare your daughter.
people say that your dreams are the only things that save ya.

come on baby in our dreams we can live on misbehaviour.

everytime you close your eyes lies, lies!
people try and hide the night underneath the covers.
come on hide your lovers underneath the covers.

hidin' from your brothers underneath the covers,
come on hide your lovers underneath the covers.
people say that you'll die faster than without water,
but we know it's just a lie,
scare your son scare your daughter

now here's the sun, it's alright! now here's the moon, it's alright!
now here's the sun, it's alright! now here's the moon, it's alright!
but everytime you close your eyes, lies!

[alaspooryorick]

MrsMoe, I love that song--probably my favorite on all of Funeral!

Arcade Fire is great.

[Rhinoqulous]

Rhinoq, regarding the Bukowski song...

I frankly LOVE Bukowski because he's an asshole. A really talented asshole.

Not a song, but an excerpt from the best poem to represent Bukowski's tendency to be an asshole from his poem "poetry readings":

I am ashamed for them,
I am ashamed that they have to bolster each other,
I am ashamed for their lisping egos,
their lack of guts.

if these are our creators,
please, please give me something else:
Rock on, Charles.
Hey, I love Bukowski too. My favorite books of his are Tales of Ordinary Madness and Play the Piano Drunk Like a Percussion Instrument.... But damn, that man is an asshole. :P

Rhinoq

[Tenspace]

My all-time favorite anarchy rap metal band, One Minute Silence:

Album: Buy Now, Saved Later

Holy Man
I could be wrong here
I could be right
I could be the Son of God
Selling you a little life
But you wouldn't see me
You wouldn't hear me
Why you and not me?
Tell me Holy Man

Is that supposed to mean something?
Am I supposed to feel something?
Am I to believe that you hold the key?
My way wrong and yours right?

I could be wrong here
You could be right
Please forgive me I have sinned -
Not on your life
But that's how you want me
But I'll never fear thee
Why you and not me?
Tell me Holy Man

Is that supposed to mean something?
Am I supposed to feel something?
Am I to believe that you hold the key?
My way wrong and yours right?

You want it?
You need it?
You love it?
You keep it

You want me to bow down, lie down, accept it and die
Say what, say what, say what, say what, say why
You want me to fear you, revere you, never question your lies
Say what, say what, say what, say what, say why

The Roof Of The World
As I look back my anger turns to rage
These eyes become the windows to a cage
Peace? When has peace had its page?
Nothing but the same old story
As I look back, it looks me in the face
Once small step means McDonald's in space
To sleep soundly is to know your place
Nothing but the same old story

Sometimes I feel like the roof of the world
Crashed down on my head and crumbled
Sometimes I feel like the roof of the world
Crashed down on my head and crumbled

As I look back every killer has his day
Little Boy, Fat Man and Enola Gay
In God we trust and bombs away
Nothing but the same old story

As I look back my anger turns to hate
Six million Jews just to test my faith
The voice of reason is a limited trait
Nothing but the same old story

Sometimes I feel like the roof of the world
Crashed down on my head and crumbled
Sometimes I feel like the roof of the world
Crashed down on my head and crumbled

As I look back it looks me in the face
Our legacy is a lesson in waste
Of things to come maybe just a taste
And all for the greater glory
And all for the greater glory
And all for the greater glory

[ocmpoma]

"Short Memory" - Midnight Oil, circa 1983:

Conquistador of Mexico, the Zulu and the Navajo
The Belgians in the Congo short memory
Plantation in Virginia, the Raj in British India
The deadline in South Africa short memory
The story of El Salvador, the silence of Hiroshima
Destruction of Cambodia short memory

Short memory, must have a, short memory

The sight of hotels by the Nile, the designated Hilton style
With running water specially bought short memory
A smallish man Afghanistan, a watch dog in a nervous land
They’re only there to lend a hand short memory
Wake up in sweat at dead of night
And in the tents new rifles hey short memory

If you read the history books you’ll see the same things happen again and again
Repeat repeat short memory they’ve all got it
When are we going to play it again
Got a short, got a short, got a short, got a short
They’ve got a short must have a short they’ve got a short aah
Short memory, they’ve got a

(Hirst/Moginie/Garrett)

[solidsquid]

I'm Sorry

By Evergrey

I painted a picture of you
Your soul was red & your mind was blue
Destiny lad a light on my creation
This dream I had made a slave of my passion
Reality was always too far away

And we were happy until it came too close 1 day
Suddenly I faced the truth of my dream
My love had only been a picture, a scene
I suppose I needed to believe
Didn't want to see you had never been close to me

But I'm sorry
This illusion has caused you a lot of pain
And I have no solution
I'll try to never be back again

I'm sorry
I'm sorry
I'm sorry
I'm sorry

I painted a picture of you
My dream was a lie & the lie became truth
Reality held his breath too long
It's disgusting what dreams can do

But I'm sorry
This illusion has caused you a lot of pain
And I have no solution
I'll try to never be back again

I'm sorry
I'm sorry
I'm sorry
I'm sorry

[Amazonis]

Real Life, Cog

This is the first track on The New Normal album, (where the heavy proggressive rock music is often more obvious than the lyrics) I wonder if anyone can tell me there opinions on what this song is about. As for me, i think it may be about losing religion, or prompting someone else to lose their religion. The line 'the golden bus is running late' seams to be suggesting a special something that takes you somewhere, and they say it is running late (possibly the realization that you won't be taken to heavan?)What do you think?

Underrated, overstated real life
Integrated, thats all right, just realize
Exploited, it's so jaded, real life
Dressed as concience, masquerated

I hope you noticed, when i said it's not ok
And i hope your ready
(Into the rip, i'm heading out again)
(Over my head, i can't get out of it)

Dialing up, you know this story
Turn your head the other way
(Into the rip, i'm heading out again)
(Over my head, i can't get out of it)

Underrated, overstated real life
Integrated, thats all right, just realize
Exploitated, it's so jaded, real life
Dresses as concience, masquerated

All those backwards thoughts your having
Got the low down sussed, evacuate
The golden bus is running late
(Into the rip, i'm heading out again)
(Over my head, i can't get out of it)

Firing Line! firing line! firing line!
I realize real life...

And i hope you noticed
When i said it's not ok
Those backward thoughts your having
With the low down sussed, evacuate
Into the rip ...

[MrsMoe]

Persian Love Song - Dead Can Dance

[Persian:]
Migan asbet rafighe rooze jange
Mo migooyom azoo behtar tofange
Svaare bi tofang ghodrat nadaare
Svaar vaghti tofang daare svaare

Tofange daste noghream raa forookhtam
Baraaye del ghabaaye terme dookhtam
Ferestaadom baraayom pas ferestaad
Tofange daste noghream daad-o-bidaad

[English:]
[the silver-stock gun]
They say your charger is your pal on the day of battle
I say even better is a gun
A cavalryman without a gun is without vigour
A cavalryman is one when he's got a gun

I sold my silver-stock gun
Sewed a Termeh frock for my love
Sent it to her, she returned it to me
My silver-stock gun...

[Rhinoqulous]

"Short Memory" - Midnight Oil, circa 1983:
Damn, I love Midnight Oil. Haven't listened to them in years though. This is such a great thread. :D

Rhinoq

[Rhinoqulous]

Inherited Scars - Sage Francis

I didn't tell anyone about what I seen or heard that day, mums the word still
I'm scared to plant ideas into your head while your rebellious side is fertile
Hurdles are getting knocked down
I'm running a losing race
Your legs aren't the only ones marked up - how many dreams have you chased?
If I could have said this to your face maybe you wouldn't have to write like I do,
Except I use paper instead of my body now; it's something you might want to try too
From haikus to horror stories, it's something in our blood that we share,
Something in our blood that appears on the surface of our skin when we bring it there
My facial expression said I didn't care
Hate and aggression must've made an impression on the little kid who stared,
Sitting on stairs when I would bother to bring my skates
My feeble attempt at being a strong, big brother doing father figure 8's
Ripping my cape on the ground that it dragged on
Tripping on fate and hearing the sounds of a sad song
Listen, it's great sharing time now that dad's gone,
But what's with the choice of words?
Or the body parts that you decided to tag them on?
I'm a vagabond, who moved to modern day Babylon and then back again
With minimal contact and you know I can't ask your mom what's happening
You've got such beautiful gifts What are you doing ruining the packaging?
How ironic come to think I probably put this ink on my back for him
I want you to laugh and sing more,
But you dropped anchor in a place
where dreams go to die and you're keeping your ass indoors
I'm asking for you to stick it out and see things through
You're asking for me to zip my mouth and keep it just between me and you

[Chorus]
If I could have been there from the beginning if I could be there right now
if I could promise to be there when you need me, would it raise an eyebrow?
How would your body be different if I still dropped by for visits?
Is it my place to put a smile on your face?
Could I erase your body language telling you its all been said before?
Or change the words you wrote, exchanging your scars for my metaphors?
I'd add them to my collection while smiling
Next time you want to paint with razor blades and need a canvas use my skin

[Verse Two]
Hiding your sins well, but I see the hell that your limbs speak
Tongue in cheek Lying awake in bed while other kids sleep
The strength of evil begins to keep your grins weak
No matter the length of the needle
marking up one's body is so much more than skin deep
Feel the pin prick The grim reep what they sew and you're trained to say that you're fine
Your threshhold for pain is greater than mine
So I'm waiting in the lines that you give me patiently,
While you get cut in the lines that THEY make YOU wait inin ways that they can't see
If there's a vacancy as far as room in your life goes,
say it to me But don't do it with a knife under your clothes
Because the anguish of hidden skin is letting my ghosts be shown
Plus the language its written in hits especially close to home
I'm most alone when I'm out of touch with the people who feel this type of pain
You might just aim for a day that its raining to strike a vein to take my name in
Changing your uniform and altering your mind set
Has your pointer finger decided if it was a fault of his or mine yet?I bet
I know the dialect It's nowhere I haven't been before
With skin that's sore Battle scars that rise from our inner war
Are decorative medals of honor that our father decided to pass through inheritance
And it is repetitive when the kids head in the direction of evidence
proving the pain and hurt is relative

All this pain and hurt is relative...

[MrsMoe]

The District Sleeps Alone Tonight - The Postal Service

Smeared black ink... your palms are sweaty
And I'm barely listening to life's demands
I'm staring at the asphalt wondering what's buried underneath
Where I am

I'll wear my badge... a vinyl sticker
With big block letters adhered to my chest
That tells your new friends I am a visitor here...
I am not permanent
And the only thing keeping me dry is
Where I am

You seem so out of context in this gaudy apartment complex
A stranger with your door key explaining that I am just visiting
And I am finally seeing
Why I was the one worth leaving

D.C. sleeps alone tonight

The district sleeps alone tonight after the bars turn out their lights
And send the autos swerving into the loneliest evening
And I am finally seeing
Why I was the one worth leaving

[ocmpoma]

ASHES IN THE FALL (Rage Against the Machine, "The Battle for Los Angeles"

A mass of hands press on the market window
Ghosts of progress
Dressed in slow death
Feeding on hunger
And glaring through the promise
Upon the food that rots slowly in the aisle
A mass of nameless at the oasis
That hides the graves beneath the master's hill
Are buried for drinking
The rivers water while
Shackled to the the line at the empty well

This is the new sound, just like the old sound
Just like the noose wound, over the new ground
This is the new sound, just like the old sound
Just like the noose wound, over new ground

Listen to the facist sing
"Take hope here
War is elsewhere
You were chosen
This is Gods land
Soon we'll be free
Of blot and mixture
Seeds planted by our Forefathers hand"
A mass of promises
Begin to rupture
Like the pockets Of the new world kings
Like swollen stomachs In Appalachia
Like the priest that fucked you as he whispered holy things
A mass of tears have transform the stones now
Sharpened on suffering
And woven into the slings
Hope lies in the rubble of this rich fortress
Taking today what tomorrow never brings

This is the new sound, just like the old sound
Just like the noose wound, over new ground
This is the new sound, just like the old sound
Just like the noose wound, over the new ground
This is the new sound, just like the old sound
Just like the noose wound, over the new ground
Ain't the new sound, just like the old sound
Look at the noose now, over the, over the, over the burning ground

Ain't it funny how the factory doors close
Round the time that the school doors close
Round the time that the doors of the jail cells
Open up to greet you like the reaper
Ain't its funny how the factory doors close
Round the time that the school doors close
Round the time that a hundred thousand jail cells
Open up to greet you like the reaper

Oh, oh
Oasis
This is no oasis

This is the new sound, just like the old sound
Just like the noose wound, over the new ground
This is the new sound, just like the old sound
Just like the noose wound, over the new ground

Like ashes in the fall

[Rhinoqulous]

Get A Room, Jim O'Rourke

It’s always me in the only seat
That has a canopy
There to screw up the best laid plans
Of those with company

I’d like nothing more to do
Than to watch the desperation on your face
I might send you straght to hell
Like it’s worse to end up in this place

If I gave you, one night to live
Would you know who to choose to take home
And if she falls asleep before the night is through
Because she has to go to work
And you don’t

And the night’s getting longer
And your skin’s getting colder
And you won’t get much older

And you try to move towards her
But you can’t move your shoulder
And you’re sight’s getting dimmer
Maybe if you kick her
But your leg’s getting weaker
And she’s such a deep sleeper
And you would get a snorer
To share your last hour
You sure picked a winner
And time’s seeming slower
And now you can’t see her
All you see is a timer
Moving backwards and forwards
And the night’s getting longer
And your skin’s getting colder

[Lurker]

Muskrat Love :lol: :lol: :lol:

Muskrat, muskrat candlelight
Doin' the town and doin' it right
In the evenin'
It's pretty pleasin'

Muskrat Susie, Muskrat Sam
Do the jitterbug out in muskrat land
And they shimmy
And Sammy's so skinny

And they whirled and they twirled and they tangoed
Singin' and jingin' the jango
Floatin' like the heavens above
It looks like muskrat love

Nibbling on bacon, chewin' on cheese
Sammy says to Susie "Honey, would you please be my missus?"
And she say yes
With her kisses

And now he's ticklin' her fancy
Rubbin' her toes
Muzzle to muzzle, now anything goes
As they wriggle, and Sue starts to giggle

And they whirled and they twirled and they tangoed
Singin' and jingin' the jango
Floatin' like the heavens above
It looks like muskrat love

La da da da da ...

[Tenspace]

Muskrat Love :lol: :lol: :lol:
Shit, lurker... that's the third time this week I've deposited an Iced Tea Aerosol on my keyboard. Really hilarious!

[WITHTEETH]

Nine Inch Nails - Right Where It Belongs

see the animal in his cage that you built?
are you sure what side you're on?
better not look him too closely in the eye...
are you sure what side of the glass you're on?

see the safety of the life you have built?
everything where it belongs...
feel the hollowness inside of your heart
and it's all right where it belongs...

what if everything around you isn't quite what it seems?
what if all the world you think you know is an elaborate dream?
and if you look at your reflection, is that all you want to be?
what if you could look right through the crack?
would you find yourself... find yourself afraid to see?

what if all the world's inside of your head?
just creations of your own...
your devils and your gods and the living and the dead
and you really are alone
you can live in this illusion
you can choose to believe
you keep looking but you can't find words
are you hiding in the trees?

what if everything around you isn't quite what as seems?

what if all the world you used to know is an elaborate dream?
and if you look at your reflection, is that all you want to be?
what if you could look right through the cracks?
would you find yourself... find yourself afraid to see?

Nine Inch Nails - Only
i'm becoming less defined as days go by
fading away and well you might say i'm losing focus
kind of drifting to the abstract in terms of how i see myself
sometimes i think i can see right through myself

less concerned about fitting into the world
you're world that is
'cause it doesn't really matter anymore
none of this sh...

and yes i am alone then again i always was
as far back as i can tell i think maybe it's because...
you were never really real to begin with
i just made you up to hurt myself
yeah, i just made you up to hurt myself
and it worked... yes it did

there is no you
there is only me
there is no fucking you
there is only me

only...

well the tiniest little dot caught my eye
and it turned to be a scab
and i had this funny feeling like i just knew it's something bad
i just couldn't leave it alone... picking at this scab
it was a doorway trying to seal itself shut, but i climbed through

no i'm somewhere i am not supposed to be
and i can see things i know i really shouldn't see
and now i know why... n-now i know why
things aren't as pretty on the inside

there is no you
there is only me
there is no fucking you
there is only me

only...

[solidsquid]

Poor Man's Crusade

By Demons & Wizards

The Holy Ghost can't save you anymore
Your souls are condemned to burn in hell
Damned for all time
So spoke the noble one
He convinced us all
He is a gifted man
Though he will slaughter in the name of Christ

Holy and bright
He's a devil in disguise
Protector of the cross
Beware of the snake

[chorus:]
All in all it's just a poor man's crusade
Poor man's crusade
The Holy Land home of our blessed lord
Enslaved and stained by godless hands
They shall be damned
Jerusalem
Is waiting for you
To rise once again
So we will slaughter in the name of Christ

Holy father, holy father

[chorus]

You'll shed your blood
Your bodies fall
That is the price you'll pay
To cleanse you of your sins
Vicious and cruel
Let's kill them all
Let's kill them all

So we will slaughter in the name of Christ

Holy father, holy father

[chorus]

[Amazonis]

Shihad - All The Young Fascists

Fuck the four walls that you stuck with, fuck it
Sure we have difering opinions, well fuck it
Last chance for a dance to lay it low
They talk the talk, talk that the last day's coming
I don't beleive a fucking word of it, nothing
For your kin, fuck your king, right now you should know

They're taking all the colours away
Can't put it back together again
Taking all the colours away
And we will never forgive
And we will never forget

Chop the tree down and replace it with nothing
They kill ideas at the push of a button
Pull your strings, do your things
Your just gods puppet, right?

They're taking all the clolurs away
Can't put it back together again
Taking all the colours away
And we will never forgive
And we will never forget

And they're taking all the colours away
Can't put it back together again
And they're taking all the clolurs away
It's being this way forever, yeah
Taking all the colours away
And we will never forgive
Taking all the colours away
And we will never forget

Fuck the four walls that your stuck with, fuck it
Sure we have difering opinions, well fuck it
Last chance for a dance to lay it low

[SenorChristPuncher]

what no tool fans here?
TooL- Aenema

Some say the end is the near,
Some say we'll see armageddon soon.
I certainly hope we will,
I sure could use a vacation
from this bull shit three ring circus
sideshow of freaks
here in this hopeless fucking hole we call L.A.
The only way to cleanse it is flush it all away
Any fucking time, any fucking day.
Learn to swim, see you down in arizona bay.
Fret for your figure
And fret for your latte
And fret for your lawsuit
and fret fret for your hair piece
and fret for your prozac
and fret for your pilot
and fret for your car
Its a bullshit three ring circus
sideshow of freaks,
here in this hopeless fucking hole we call L.A.
The only way to fix it is to flush it all away,
Any fucking time, any fucking day.
Learn to swim see you down in Arizona Bay.
Some say a comet will fall from the sky
Followed by meteor showers and tidal waves
Followed by fault lines that cannot sit still,
Followed by millions of dumbfounded dip shits.
Some say the end is near,
Some say we'll see armageddon soon.
I certainly hope we will
I sure could use a vacation from this
Stupid shit, Silly shit, Stupid Shit, silly shit.
One big great festering neon distraction.
I've a suggestion to keep you all occupied
Learn to swim, Learn to swim, Learn to swim.
Mom's gonna fix it all soon,
Mom's coming round to put it back the way it oughta be.
Learn to swim, Learn to swim, Learn to swim.
Fuck L. Ron Hubbard
and fuck all his clones.
Fuck all these gun toting hip gangster wannabes.
Fuck Eco-anything, Fuck your tattoos,
Fuck all you junkies and fuck your short memory.
yeah Fuck smiley glad hands with hidden agendas,
Fuck these dysfunctional insecure actresses.
Cause I'm praying for rain,
I'm praying for tidal waves,
I wanna see the ground give way
I wanna watch it all go down.
Ma please flush it all away,
I wanna see it go right in and down
I wanna watch it go right in,
Watch you flush it all away.
Yeah, Time to bring it down again
Yeah, Don't just call me pessismist,
Try and read between the lines.
I can't imagine why you wouldn't welcome any change, my friend.
I wanna see it come down,
get down,
Suck it down.
Flush it down.

[ghoulslime]

Audioslave - Gasoline

House is haunted
I just want to go for a ride
Out and on
Before I set this room alight
Left alone forever and for crimes unclear
wih my patience gone
Someone take me far from here

Burning that gasoline

New day yawning another day of solitaire
House is honest
clearly more than i bear
Drag me off
Before i set my world on fire
Out and gone the sun will never
Set tonight

Burning that gasoline

NO what for's, only a can
Of red says danger on it
I have found another way
Burning that gasoline

Burning that gasoline


I was listening to it just before I came inside. I have a bitchin' Bose stereo in my Miata. With the top down and the volume cranked, it rattles house windows as I pass.

[MrsMoe]

Tragically Hip - It's a Good Life if You Don't Weaken


When the colour of the night
and all the smoke for one life
gives way to shakey movements,
improvisational skills,
a forest of whispering speakers
let's swear that we will
get with the times,
in a current heath to stay
let's get friendship right
get life day-to-day
in the forget-yer-skates dream
full of countervailing woes
in diverse-as-ever scenes
proceeding on a need-to-know
in a face so full of meaning
as to almost make it glow

O' for a good life, we just might have to weaken
and find somewhere to go
go somewhere we're needed
find somewhere to grow
grow somewhere we're needed.

[Ownthink]

Interpol - Slow Hands

Yeah but nobody searches
Nobody cares somehow
When the loving that you’ve wasted
Comes raining from a hapless cloud
And I might stop and look upon your face
Disappear in the sweet, sweet gaze
See the living that surrounds me
Dissipate in a violet place

Can’t you see what you’ve done to my heart
And soul?
This is a wasteland now

We spies
We slow hands
Put the weights around yourself
We spies
Oh yeah we slow hands
You put the weights all around yourself now




I submit my incentive is romance
I watched the pole dance of the stars
We rejoice because the hurting is so painless
From the distance of passing cars
But I am married to your charms & grace
I just go crazy like the good old days
You make me want to pick up a guitar
And celebrate the myriad ways that I love you

Can you see what you’ve done to my heart
And soul?
This is a wasteland now

We spies
Yeah we slow hands
You put the weights around yourself
We spies
Oh yeah we slow hands
Killer, for hire you know not yourself

We spies
We slow hands
You put the weights all around yourself
We spies
Oh yeah we slow hands
We retire like nobody else
We spies
Intimate slow hands killer
For hire you know not yourself
We spies
Intimate slow hands
You let the face slap around herself

[Mog]

Being in my thirties, my mind is full of unsubtle political songs of the 80's such as this one:
Open Your Eyes/Lords of the New Church

Video games train the kids for war. Army chic in high-fashion
stores. Law and order's done their job. Prisons filled while
the rich still rob. Assassination politics. Violence rules
within' our nation's midst. Well ignorance is their power tool.
You'll only know what they want you to know. The television
cannot lie. Controlling media with smokescreen eyes. Nuclear
politicians picture show. The acting's lousy but the blind don't
know. They scare us all with threats of war. So we forget
just how bad things are. You taste the fear when you're all
alone. They gonna git'cha when you're on your own. The silence
of conspiracy. Slaughtered on the altar of apathy. You gotta
wake up from your sleep. 'Cause meek inherits earth...six feet
deep.
Open your eyes see the lies right in front of ya.
Open your eyes.....

[Amazonis]

Shihad - Day will come

Bodies for the flow
Day will come, day will come
Fodder for the show
Day will come, day will come

The little hitler shout
We'll send the boys in to sort you out

And the whole world's to blame
For fealing the same
Don't be stupid
It's not that simple

Your highness, theres no doubt
Your a liar and we want you out
Out out out

And the whole world's to blame
For fealing the same
Don't be stupid
We're only human

Boddies for the flow
Day will come, day will come
Fodder for the show
Day will come, day will come

One day it will all fall down
We fall over
We follow

[Amazonis]

Shihad - The General Electric

You better run as fast as you can
Cos the passengers not a happy man
Start running just as fast as you can

You say you nead a friend, hey so do I
But this passengers just passing by
Passengers just passing by

At your age and stage you should understand
But you dont care you got a master plan -
Fuck fuck fuck em all, and take what you can

A freazing cold stare and a click of the eye
Passengers just passing by
Passengers just passing by
Passengers just passing by

To wlak on water you'd sink in the ice
To walk on water you'd sink in the ice
To walk on water you'd sink in the ice
To walk on water you'd sink in the ice

Your holding everything inside
Your holding everything inside
Your holding everything inside
Your holding everything inside

Dont it feal good just to be alive
Still holding everything inside

You don't know what you want
So you take what you can
Still don't make you a happy man
Start running just as fast as you can

A freezing cold stare and the flick of the eye
Passengers just passing buy

To walk on water you'd sink in the ice
To walk on water you'd sink in the ice
For all things gained there's a sacrifice
To walk on water you gotta sink in the ice

Your holding everything inside
Your holding everything inside
Your holding everything inside
Your holding everything inside

And don't it feal just good to be alive
Don't it feal just good to be alive
Your still holding everything inside

And you don't know what you want
And you don't know what you want
Do you know what you want?
What do you want?

Your holding everything inside
[your still holding]
Everything inside

[Amazonis]

Shihad - Empty Shell

All the fables that you know
Light em up and watch em blow
So forget what you've been told
Evolutions calling...
But you bury the truth and bury it well

Empty shell (explode)
Emplty shell (it's starting to show)

All the fables that you know
Light em up and watch em blow
So forget what you've been told
Evolutions calling...
But you bury the trith and bury it well

All the damage that you sow
Is coming back so watch it grow
When you think you have it all
Evolutions calling!

All the fables that you know
Light em up and watch em blow
So forget what you've been told
Evolutions calling...
But you bury the truth and bury it well

Your fable hell is raining down apon you
Wait for your fable sky to fall
And life goes grinding on
Like a month of fucking sundays...

[solidsquid]

By Demons Be Driven

By Pantera

Serving the faith
Abduction the oath
It lie in wait for the offering
Religion is old
For drawing the young
Purity withers and dies
Never return to the ones that provided
Children draining parents of will
I hold out my hand to bloodless child
I'm taken by the one I was saving
From death

[Chorus]
By demons be driven
Beckon the call

With decline in mind
End not far
We're left hanging alone here
He pulls us from nails
Shatters our bones
Leaving us crippled and strewn
Boiling my corpse in the blood of his children
Praying for his god to prevail
Burying us with loved ones
To sleep with shelled children of the sixth dimension

[Chorus]

[solidsquid]

Ready To Die

By Andrew W. K.

This is your time to Pay,
This is your Judgement Day.
We made a Sacrifice,
And now we get to take your life.
We shoot without a Gun,
We'll take on Anyone.
It's really nothing new,
It's just a thing we like to do.

[Chorus]
You'd better get Ready to Die,
(Get ready to Die).
You'd better get Ready to Kill,
(get ready to Kill).
You'd better get Ready to Run,
Coz,
Here we come.
You'd better get Ready to Die,
(Get Ready to Die).

Your life is over now,
Your life is running out.
When your time is at an End,
Then it's time to Kill again.
We Cut without a Knife,
We live in Black and White.
You're just a Parasite,
Now close you're eyes and say Good Night.

[Chorus]
You'd better get Ready to Die,
(Get ready to Die).
You'd better get Ready to Kill,
(get ready to Kill).
You'd better get Ready to Run,
Coz,
Here we come.
You'd better get Ready to Die,
(Get Ready to Die).
You'd better get Ready to Die,
Get Ready to Die,
Get Ready to Die,
Get Ready to Die.
You'd better get Ready to Die,
Get Ready to Die,
Get Ready to Die,
Get Ready to Die.
You'd better get Ready to Die,
Get Ready to Die,
Get Ready to Die,
Get Ready to...
If we're not,
Not coming,
Then you better get Running,
And you'd better get Ready to Die.

[MrsMoe]

Gary Jules - Mad World

All around me are familiar faces,
Worn out places,
Worn out faces.

Bright and early for the daily races,
Going no where...
Going no where.

Their tears are filling up their glasses,
No expression...
No expression.

Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow,
No tomorrow...
No tomorrow.

And I find I kind of funny,
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I’m dying are the best I’ve ever had.

I find it hard to tell you,
I find it hard to take.
When people run in circles its a very very mad world.
Mad world.

Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy birthday...
Happy birthday.

And I feel the way that every child should,
Sit and listen...
Sit and listen.

Went to school and I was very nervous,
No one knew me...
No one knew me.

Hello teacher, tell me, what’s my lesson?
Look right through me...
Look right through me.

And I find I kind of funny,
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I’m dying are the best I’ve ever had.

I find it hard to tell you,
I find it hard to take.
When people run in circles it's a very very mad world.
Mad world.

Enlarging your world,
Mad world.

[Lurker]

Take My Life - Third Day

How many times have I turned away
The number is the same as the sand on the shore
But every time You've taken me back
And now I pray You do it once more.

Chorus:
Please take from me my life
When I don't have the strength
to give it away to You Jesus

How many times have I turned away
The number is the same as the stars in the sky
But every time You've taken me back
And now I pray You do it tonight.

Chorus:
Please take from me my life
When I don't have the strength
to give it away to You Jesus

[Amazonis]

Gog - The Spine

And it was the new music
And it was timid and humble and stern
It was brown and light brown and sepia
And it was almost forgotten
It lays on the side of a road
You and i drove along once
And it was happy to lie there daydreaming
It stretched of into the distance
Further than you ever thought possible
And it didn't give a fuck about you and i either way...

We're into all of those and it's into overload
We're into all of those (our time) and it's into overload

Shot down the road lets see you number
Wake up shoppers from your slumber
Jackpot lotterry got bonanza
Saionara propoganda
Side by side they got the price right
Cut to add break urban fist fight
Insserection on a freeway
Turn around and go the wrong way
I cant hear you!

Shot down the road lets hear your number
Wake up shoppers from your slumber
Jackpot lottery got bonanza
Saionara propoganda
I cant hear you!

Overload forgot to mention
Chain reaction in detention
September sylum contridiction
Loss of limb is causing friction
Inssurection on a freeway
Turn around and go the wrong way
I'm a servant in this palice
So corrupt and out of balance
I can't hear you

Shot down the road lets see your number
Wake up shoppers from your slumber
Inssurection on a freeway
The around and go the wrong way
The wrong way
The wrong way...

[Amazonis]

Shiahd - Pacifier

You fealing good today
Cause i got told that you were
Smashed up on your own motorway
I was the first apon the scene
A life support machine
But still no collapse
As if you were an accidental star

Do you know what time it is
Is it messing with your mind kid
Are you hurting all the time
And you nead a pacifier
Come on lets take a look inside

Dont look so worried
You know there aint no hurry
Cause life's supposed to ebb and flow
Now you're all clear to go
And when you're out there
No they can't catch you
You are the best at what you are

And do you know what time it is
Is it messing with your mind kid
Are you hurting all the time
And you nead a pacifier
Come on lets have a look inside

You feeling good today
Cause i got told you were
Smashed up on the motorway
The first apon the scene
A life support machine
But still no collapse
As if you were an accidental star

Cause life's supposed to ebb and flow
Now you're all clear to go
And when you're out there
No they can't touch you
You are the best at what you are

And do you know what time it is
Is it messing with your mind kid
Are you hurting all the time
And you nead a pacifier
Come on lets take a look inside

Cause life's supposed to ebb and flow

[Amazonis]

Karnivool - Shutter Spead

Leave me alone im seething
I searched for the truth and love in your eyes
Help me to feal im needed
I searched for the truth to find you mine

But myselft back into peices
I pull at the seam as you start to tear
Lead myself back to a coma shell
No better face left to bare

I see more than you
And i feel more than you
It spinning me out

Its better now a better place
I would beg you to scream at me
The voices cry the fashon mold
They want the truth not what it seams

But myself back into peices
I pull at the thread as you start to tear
Lead myself back to a coma shell
No better face left to bare

I sea more than you
And i feal more than you
Its spinning me out

Scrape me from the ceiling
These suckers want more
I feal the preasure belonging to all
Put fear into my mind
Im open to everything
I feal the strength of you
Give me the fealing i need

Oh yeah

I nead more than you

[Rhinoqulous]

Heroin - Velvet Underground

I don’t know just where I’m going
But I’m gonna try for the kingdom, if I can
’cause it makes me feel like I’m a man
When I put a spike into my vein
And I’ll tell ya, things aren’t quite the same
When I’m rushing on my run
And I feel just like jesus’ son
And I guess that I just don’t know
And I guess that I just don’t know

I have made the big decision
I’m gonna try to nullify my life
’cause when the blood begins to flow
When it shoots up the dropper’s neck
When I’m closing in on death
And you can’t help me not, you guys
And all you sweet girls with all your sweet silly talk
You can all go take a walk
And I guess that I just don’t know
And I guess that I just don’t know

I wish that I was born a thousand years ago
I wish that I’d sail the darkened seas
On a great big clipper ship
Going from this land here to that
In a sailor’s suit and cap
Away from the big city
Where a man can not be free
Of all of the evils of this town
And of himself, and those around
Oh, and I guess that I just don’t know
Oh, and I guess that I just don’t know

Heroin, be the death of me
Heroin, it’s my wife and it’s my life
Because a mainer to my vein
Leads to a center in my head
And then I’m better off and dead
Because when the smack begins to flow
I really don’t care anymore
About all the jim-jim’s in this town
And all the politicians makin’ crazy sounds
And everybody puttin’ everybody else down
And all the dead bodies piled up in mounds

’cause when the smack begins to flow
Then I really don’t care anymore
Ah, when the heroin is in my blood
And that blood is in my head
Then thank God that I’m as good as dead
Then thank your God that I’m not aware
And thank God that I just don’t care
And I guess I just don’t know
And I guess I just don’t know

[MrsMoe]

Unison - Bjork

One hand
loves the other
so much on me

Born stubborn, me
will always be
before you count 123
I will have grown my own private branch
of this tree

You : gardener
You : discipliner
domestically
I can obey all of your rules
and still be : be

I never thought I would compromise

Let's unite tonight
we shouldn't fight
embrace you tight
let's unite tonight

I thrive best
hermit style
with a beard and a pipe
and a parrot on each side
but now I can't do this without you

I never thought I would compromise

Let's unite tonight
we shouldn't fight
embrace you tight
let's unite tonight

One hand
loves the other
so much on me

Let's unite tonight
we shouldn't fight
embrace you tight
let's
ahhh...

Unison

[solidsquid]

Pussy Planet

By GWAR

Into the valley we go
To bliss the witch, she sucking
Ultimate power
Life's suck zonk zone
Stands over you
Squat launching you
WAHHH WAHHHHH
Humans squirm, stomachs churning
Squander seed and energy
Reaping, weeping, porno-peeping
Your greasy poot
Distorts the truth
WAHH WAAHHHHH

[MrsMoe]

In My Memory - DJ Teisto

That summer, we talked endlessly
always, about everything,
fusion, nothing new for you
I felt cool breezes
the heavenly

face me, sitting in my memory,
hold me, I remember

and we argue, constantly
disagree, about everything
distance, nothing new for me
I feel uneasy, under this thing
thoughts away
the heavenly

and darkness falls in my eyes
and days are far from rosy now
and if I asked for the sky
would you still shelter me
when the sky falls

I remember

face me, sitting in my memory,
hold me,
I remember

[MrsMoe]

Edwin - Alive

It feels so good to breathe the air
Another spin around the sun
On this spec of life
In the universe
The gift of love
Is there for everyone

Angels working over time
Day or night to hold the hands
That play all alone
A baby's born pure to the world
As the old man lays down his head and closes his out
With nothing said

Every year another promise is made
A pint of beer raised towards a better day
Lets find a star, a star to call our own
And make a wish, maybe we can make it home

Ain't it good to be alive?
To feel the sun, strong against your face
Strawberry blonde waves of silky hair
Spills over me like the milky way

Ain't it good to be alive?
Alive, alive…

Ain't it good to breathe the air
Another spin around the sun
On this spec of life in the universe
A little peace of life in everyone
Ain't it good to be alive?
Ain't it good to be alive?
To feel the sun strong against your face
It spills over me like the milky way

Alive, alive

[thomas]

Hen Wlad Fy Nhadau

Mae hen wlad fy nhadau yn annwyl i mi,
Gwlad beirdd a chantorion, enwogion o fri;
Ei gwrol ryfelwyr, gwladgarwyr tra mad,
Tros ryddid collasant eu gwaed.

Gwlad, gwlad, pleidiol wyf i'm gwlad,
Tra môr yn fur
I'r bur hoffbau,
O bydded i'r heniaith barhau.

[ocmpoma]

Lamb of God - Blood Junkie (As the Palaces Burn)


A shallow little jackal of a man posing as a hawk.
Conniving opportunist
Lease the blade the gun the bomb in the name of justice.
A violent panacea for what ails the nation
In advancement for the pig.
You'll not wrest the truth from my hands
Eyes never closed clarity.
Clamped down in a grip so tight on ordinary horror.
Peering through a curtain of blood.
Retribution or vengeance it matters not which
As long as the pig stays on top of the ladder of bone his father has built.
Ashes to ashes to the dust
Eaten spiced with ambivalence.
The nation swallows it all whole
Weakened by their collective neck in the noose.
Commerce brings war
Jihad has come to both sides.
Eye for an eye fire for fire
Raining death as the towers crumble.
This will never end.
Left without a choice
By the fiscal elite
War is set in motion by higher powers.
A pissing contest for the unknown.
Left bankrupt we all die inside.
As a couple jumps hand in hand to their death.
Wrapped in swaddling lies and laid in a dumpster
Spoon fed shit doesn't even turn their stomachs.
Gaping mouths yawn for more abuse
Someone needs to tip the nest.
The pig ascends
As I sink deeper
Seething misanthropic
Waiting for my death.

[Philboid Studge]

I Wanna Be Sedated - Ramones

Twenty - twenty - twenty four hours to go
I wanna be sedated
Nothing to do
Nowhere to go
I wanna be sedated

Just get me to the airport
And put me on a plane
Hurry hurry hurry before I go insane
I can't control my fingers
I can't control my brain
Oh no oh ho

Twenty - twenty - twenty four hours to go
I wanna be sedated
Nothing to do
Nowhere to go
I wanna be sedated
Just put me in a wheelchair
And put me on a plane
Hurry hurry hurry before I go insane
I can't control my fingers
I can't control my brain
Oh no oh ho
Twenty - twenty - twenty four hours to go
I wanna be sedated
Nothing to do
Nowhere to go
I wanna be sedated

Just put me in a wheelchair
And get me to show
Hurry hurry hurry before I go loco
I can't control my fingers
I can't control my toes
Oh no oh ho
Twenty - twenty - twenty four hours to go
I wanna be sedated
Nothing to do
Nowhere to go
I wanna be sedated

Just put me in a wheelchair
And get me to show
Hurry hurry hurry before I go loco
I can't control my fingers
I can't control my toes
Oh no oh ho

[MrsMoe]

Where the Streets Have No Name - U2

I want to run
I want to hide
I want to tear down the walls
That hold me inside
I want to reach out
And touch the flame
Where the streets have no name

I want to feel sunlight on my face
I see the dust cloud disappear
Without a trace
I want to take shelter from the poison rain
Where the streets have no name

We're still building
Then burning down love
And when I go there I go there with you
It's all I can do

The city's aflood
And our love turns to rust
We're beaten and blown by the wind
Trampled in dust
I'll show you a place
High on a desert plain
Where the streets have no name
We're still building
Then burning down love
And when I go there I go there with you
It's all I can do

Our love turns to rust
We're beaten and blown by the wind
Oh, and I see love
See our love turn to rust
We're beaten and blown by the wind
Blown by the wind
Oh, when I go there
I go there with you
It's all I can do

[Philboid Studge]

Battle Hymn of the Republic (Brought Down to Date)
-- Mark Twain, circa 1900

Mine eyes have seen the orgy of the launching of the Sword;
He is searching out the hoardings where the stranger's wealth is stored;
He hath loosed his fateful lightnings, and with woe and death has scored;
His lust is marching on.

I have seen him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps;
They have builded him an altar in the Eastern dews and damps;
I have read his doomful mission by the dim and flaring lamps --
His night is marching on.

I have read his bandit gospel writ in burnished rows of steel:
"As ye deal with my pretensions, so with you my wrath shall deal;
Let the faithless son of Freedom crush the patriot with his heel;
Lo, Greed is marching on!"

We have legalized the strumpet and are guarding her retreat;
Greed is seeking out commercial souls before his judgement seat;
O, be swift, ye clods, to answer him! be jubilant my feet!
Our god is marching on!

In a sordid slime harmonious Greed was born in yonder ditch,
With a longing in his bosom -- and for others' goods an itch.
As Christ died to make men holy, let men die to make us rich --
Our god is marching on.

[Tenspace]

Just discovered these guys - I love their album title:

instruction. "God Doesn't Care If We Blow Up The Fucking World"

Check them out here (http://www.instructionrocks.com/).

Tenspace

[Evil_Mage_Ra]

Wayne Wonder--"No Letting Go"

Got somebody, she's a beauty
Very special, really and truly
Takes good care of me, like it's her duty
Want you right by my side, night and day

No lettting go, no holding back
Because you are my lady
When I'm with you its all a that
Girl I'm so glad we've dated
No letting go, no holding back
No holding back, no
When I'm with you it's all a that
All a that

They say good things must come to an end
But I'm optimistic, about being your friend
Though I made you cry, by my doings
With Keisha and Anisha, but that
Was back then

No lettting go, no holding back
Because you are my lady
When I'm with you its all a that
Girl, I'm so glad we've dated
No letting go, no holding back
No holding back, no
When I'm with you it's all a that
All a that

Really appreciate you loving me
After all that we've been through
Really appreciate you loving me
All times, time

Got somebody, she's a beauty
Very special, really and truly
Take good care of me, like it's her duty
Want you right by my side night and day

No lettting go, no holding back
Because you are my lady
When I'm with you its all a that
Girl I'm so glad we've dated
No letting go, no holding back
No holding back, no
When I'm with you it's all a that
All a that

[Advocatus Diaboli]

I Am the Walrus
Lennon/McCartney

I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together.
See how they run like pigs from a gun, see how they fly.
I'm crying.

Sitting on a cornflake, waiting for the van to come.
Corporation tee-shirt, stupid bloody Tuesday.
Man, you been a naughty boy, you let your face grow long.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen.
I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob.

Mister City Policeman sitting
Pretty little policemen in a row.
See how they fly like Lucy in the Sky, see how they run.
I'm crying, I'm crying.
I'm crying, I'm crying.

Yellow matter custard, dripping from a dead dog's eye.
Crabalocker fishwife, pornographic priestess,
Boy, you been a naughty girl you let your knickers down.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen.
I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob.

Sitting in an English garden waiting for the sun.
If the sun don't come, you get a tan
From standing in the English rain.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen.
I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob g'goo goo g'joob.

Expert textpert choking smokers,
Don't you thing the joker laughs at you?
See how they smile like pigs in a sty,
See how they snied.
I'm crying.

Semolina Pilchard, climbing up the Eiffel Tower.
Elementary penguin singing Hari Krishna.
Man, you should have seen them kicking Edgar Allan Poe.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen.
I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob g'goo goo g'joob.
Goo goo g'joob g'goo goo g'joob g'goo.

[Advocatus Diaboli]

God
John Lennon

God is a concept
By which we measure
Our pain
I’ll say it again
God is a concept
By which we measure
Our pain
I don’t believe in magic
I don’t believe in i-ching
I don’t believe in bible
I don’t believe in tarot
I don’t believe in hitler
I don’t believe in jesus
I don’t believe in kennedy
I don’t believe in buddha
I don’t believe in mantra
I don’t believe in gita
I don’t believe in yoga
I don’t believe in kings
I don’t believe in elvis
I don’t believe in zimmerman
I don’t believe in beatles
I just believe in me
Yoko and me
And that’s reality

The dream is over
What can I say?
The dream is over
Yesterday
I was the dreamweaver
But now I’m reborn
I was the walrus
But now I’m john
And so dear friends
You’ll just have to carry on
The dream is over

[Daniel]

Custard Pie
(Page/Plant)

Drop down, baby, let your daddy see.
Drop down, mama, just dream of me
Well, my mama allow me to fool around all night long
Well, I may look like I'm crazy, I should know right from wrong
See me comin', throw your man out the door
Ain't no stranger, been this way before
See me comin', mama, throw your man out the door
I ain't no stranger, I been this way before.

Put on your night shirt and your morning gown
You know by night I'm gonna shake 'em down
Put on your night shirt Mama, and your morning gown
Well, you know by night I'm gonna shake 'em down
Your custard pie, yeah, sweet and nice
When you cut it, mama, save me a slice
Your custard pie, I declare, it's sweet and nice
I Like your custard pie
When you cut it, mama... mama, please save me a slice.

Save me a slice of your custard pie.
Drop down

--Led Zeppelin

[Daniel]

Bobby Brown by Frank Zappa

Hey there, people, I'm Bobby Brown
They say I'm the cutest boy in town
My car is fast, my teeth is shiney
I tell all the girls they can kiss my heinie
Here I am at a famous school
I'm dressin' sharp 'n' I'm
actin' cool
I got a cheerleader here wants to help with my paper
Let her do all the work 'n' maybe later I'll rape her

Oh God I am the American dream
I do not think I'm too extreme
An' I'm a handsome sonofabitch
I'm gonna get a good job 'n' be real rich

(get a good
get a good
get a good
get a good job)

Women's Liberation
Came creepin' across the nation
I tell you people I was not ready
When I fucked this dyke by the name of Freddie
She made a little speech then,
Aw, she tried to make me say "when"
She had my balls in a vice, but she left the dick
I guess it's still hooked on, but now it shoots too quick

Oh God I am the American dream
But now I smell like Vaseline
An' I'm a miserable sonofabitch
Am I a boy or a lady...I don't know which

(I wonder wonder
wonder wonder)

So I went out 'n' bought me a leisure suit
I jingle my change, but I'm still kinda cute
Got a job doin' radio promo
An' none of the jocks can even tell I'm a homo
Eventually me 'n' a friend
Sorta drifted along into S&M
I can take about an hour on the tower of power
'Long as I gets a little golden shower

Oh God I am the American dream
With a spindle up my butt till it makes me scream
An' I'll do anything to get ahead
I lay awake nights sayin', "Thank you, Fred!"
Oh God, oh God, I'm so fantastic!
Thanks to Freddie, I'm a sexual spastic
And my name is Bobby Brown
Watch me now, I'm goin down,
And my name is Bobby Brown
Watch me now, I'm goin down, etc.

[Philboid Studge]

Can't Do Nuttin' For Ya Man Lyrics -- Public Enemy

Runnin' for your life by the knife
Runnin' from your wife ... yipes
You should've stuck with home
Your mind to blow your dome
It was you that chose your due
You built a maze you can't get through
I tried to help you all I can
Now I can't do nuttin' for you man

I can't do nuttin' for ya man
You got all these people on your back now
I can't do nuttin' for ya man
Flavor flav got problems of his own
I can't do nuttin' for you man

Go lean on shells answer man
I can't do nuttin' for ya man
You jumped out of the jelly into a jam
Make ya love the wrong instead of right
Not a thief cat burglar through the night
cop told your girl her name was Shirl
About a rooftop crime to steal her pearls
Oozy down the bullets in the gun

Just microwave themselves a ton
The you tried to help them all they can
But they couldn't do nuttin' for ya man

I can't do nuttin' for ya man
They couldn't do nuttin' for ya man

Flavor Flav is the sun
Public Enemy number one
Gotcha runnin' from the gun (pow)
Of a brain that weighs a ton
Can't face my facts that's on the shelf
Cause you want a hand out for your wealth
Eatin' welfare turkey out of the can
I can't do nuttin' for ya man

I can't do nuttin' for ya man
You want six dollars for what?
I can't do nuttin' for ya man
You better man kiss my but
I can't do nuttin' for ya man
I'm busy tryin' to do for me
I can't do nuttin' for ya man
That's the way the ball bounces gee

Bass for your face, kick that shit

[Advocatus Diaboli]

Ride My Dinosaur
(from Songs For Ill-fated Lovers)
- Ergo Naught

I'm walkin' under ladders, honey,
I'm spillin' salt.
I'm breakin' every mirror for ya,
and its all your fault.
I let you rock my cradle, baby,
in the tree tops.
You know I'm fallin' like London Bridge
and Humpty Dumpty when he drops -

Come ride my dinosaur, darlin'.
We'll see what we can see.
I got a tower in Pisa for ya.
You got the key.

Let's go crusin' in my Edsel, honey.
It can't be beat.
We can listen to my 8-track tapes.
Hold onto your seat.
I'm tempting fate now, baby,
I'm spittin' in the wind.
There's a black cat crossin' my path.
Here he comes again -

Come ride my dinosaur, darlin'.
We'll see what we can see.
I got a tower in Pisa for ya.
You got the key.

I got us tickets on the Titanic, honey.
You won't want to leave.
I'll take you flyin' on the Hindenberg.
My fortune, you won't believe.
We'll get a place on 3 Mile Island.
It's a beautiful scene.
We can capture it all on BETA, baby.
Do ya know what I mean?

Come ride my dinosaur, darlin'.
We'll see what we can see.
I got a tower in Pisa for ya.
You got the key.

[Reverend Blasphemy]

Tool
Eulogy

He had alot to say.
He had alot of nothing to say.
We'll miss him.

So long.
We wish you well.
You told us how you weren't afraid to die.
Well then, so long.
Don't cry.
Or feel too down.
Not all martyrs see divinity.
But at least you tried.

Standing above the crowd,
He had a voice that was strong and loud.
We'll miss him.
Ranting and pointing his finger
At everything but his heart.
We'll miss him.

No way to recall
What it was that you had said to me,
Like I care at all.

So loud.
You sure could yell.
You took a stand on every little thing
And so loud.

Standing above the crowd,
He had a voice so strong and loud and I
Swallowed his facade cuz I'm so
Eager to identify with
Someone above the ground,
Someone who seemed to feel the same,
Someone prepared to lead the way, with
Someone who would die for me.

Will you? Will you now?
Would you die for me?
Don't you fuckin lie.

Don't you step out of line.
Don't you fuckin lie.

You've claimed all this time that you would die for me.
Why then are you so surprised to hear your own eulogy?

You had alot to say.
You had alot of nothing to say.

Come down.
Get off your fuckin cross.
We need the fuckin space to nail the next fool martyr.

To ascend you must die.
You must be crucified
For your sins and your lies. [sic]
Goodbye...

[Advocatus Diaboli]

Waffle House Woman
(from Songs For Ill-fated Lovers)
- Ergo Naught

She wears too much makeup -
and she's got really big hair.
I don't want to break up
over dirty silverware.

I say...
Do it over easy;
I like it real hot.
I know its kinda sleazy;
I like you a lot.
Clear off all this clutter;
bring a spoon and a cup.
I'll need lots of butter
to butter you up.

Waffle House Woman,
Please come back.
Waffle House Woman,
would you take it back?

She's got a ring for every finger
and she's got the reddest lips.
I want her to linger
but she's livin' off tips.

I say,
Do it over easy.
What can I say?
I'm feelin' kinda sleazy;
I'll have it all the way.
I'd like some sugar, honey,
sweet and low.
Ya see, I ain't got much money,
but I don't want to go.

Waffle House Woman,
please come back.
Waffle House Woman,
won't you take it back?

I wonder should I tell her
this ain't my cup of tea?
But there's something about her
or there is something wrong with me.

I say,
Do it over easy,
I like it well done.
I'm feelin' kinda queasy;
I think you're the one.
I'd like my sausage smothered
and I'm hungry for your buns.
But now its all covered,
and I think I've got to run.

Waffle House Woman,
please come back.
Waffle House Woman,
I'll be right back.

[honeybadger]

Everything You Know is Wrong

by Weird Al (gotta love this guy!)

I was driving on the freeway in the fast lane
With a rabid wolverine in my underwear
When suddenly a guy behind me in the back seat
Popped right up and cupped his hands across my eyes
I guessed, "Is it Uncle Frank or Cousin Louie?
Is it Bob or Joe or Walter?
Could it be Bill or Jim or Ed or Bernie or Steve?"
I probably would have kept on guessing
But about that time we crashed into the truck
And as I'm laying bleeding there on the asphalt
Finally I recognize the face of my hibachi dealer
Who takes off his prosthetic lips and tells me
Everything you know is wrong
Black is white, up is down and short is long
And everything you thought was just so important doesn't matter
Everything you know is wrong
Just forget the words and sing along
All you need to understand is
Everything you know is wrong
I was walkin' to the kitchen for some Golden Grahams
When I accidentally stepped into a alternate dimension
And soon I was abducted by some aliens from space
Who kinda looked like Jamie Farr
They sucked out my internal organs
And they took some polaroids and said I was a darn good sport
And as a way of saying thank you
They offered to transport me back to any point in history that I would care to go
And so I had them send me back to last Thursday night
So I could pay my phone bill on time
Just then the disembodied head of Colonel Sanders started yelling
Everything you know is wrong
Black is white, up is down and short is long
And everything you thought was just so important doesn't matter
Everything you know is wrong
Just forget the words and sing along
All you need to understand is
Everything you know is wrong
I was just about to mail a letter to my evil twin
When I got a nasty paper cut
And, well, to make a long story short
It got infected and I died
So now I'm up in heaven with St. Peter by the pearly gates
And it's obvious he doesn't like the Nehru jacket that I'm wearing
He tells me that they've got a dress code
Well, he lets me into heaven anyway
But I get the room next to the noisy ice machine for all eternity
And every day he runs by screaming
Everything you know is wrong
Black is white, up is down and short is long
And everything you thought was just so important doesn't matter
Everything you know is wrong
Just forget the words and sing along
All you need to understand is
Everything you know is wrong

[Advocatus Diaboli]

American Idiot - Green Day

Don't wanna be an American idiot.
Don't want a nation under the new media.
And can you hear the sound of hysteria?
The subliminal mindfuck America.

Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across the alien nation.
Everything isn't meant to be okay.
Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who're meant to follow.
Well that's enough to argue.

Well maybe I'm the faggot America.
I'm not a part of a redneck agenda.
Now everybody do the propaganda.
And sing along in the age of paranoia.

Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across the alien nation.
Everything isn't meant to be okay.
Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who're meant to follow.
Well that's enough to argue.

Don't wanna be an American idiot.
One nation controlled by the media.
Information nation of hysteria.
It's going out to idiot America.

Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across the alien nation.
Everything isn't meant to be okay.
Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who're meant to follow.

[TheSnake]

Hallowed Be Thy Name - Iron Maiden

I'm waiting in my cold cell when the bell begins to chime
Reflecting on my past life and it doesn't have much time
Cos at 5 o'clock they take me to the Gallows Pole
The sands of time for me are running low

When the priest comes to read me the last rites
I take a look through the bars at the last sights
Of a world that has gone very wrong for me

Can it be there's some sort of error
Hard to stop the surmounting terror
Is it really the end not some crazy dream

Somebody please tell me that I'm dreaming
It's not so easy to stop from screaming
But words escape me when I try to speak
Tears they flow but why am I crying
After all I am not afraid of dying
Don't believe that there is never an end

As the guards march me out to the courtyard
Someone calls from a cell "God be with you"
If there's a God then why has he let me die?

As I walk all my life drifts before me
And though the end is near I'm not sorry
Catch my soul cos it's willing to fly away

Mark my words please believe my soul lives on
Please don't worry now that I have gone
I've gone beyond to see the truth

When you know that your time is close at hand
maybe then you'll begin to understand
Life down there is just a strange illusion.

[Philboid Studge]

O Canada!
Our home and native land!
True patriot love in all thy sons command.

With glowing hearts we see thee rise,
The True North strong and free!

From far and wide,
O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.

God keep our land glorious and free!
O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.

O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.

[It's true: I have 'Canada envy.' How pathetic is that?]

[Cap'n Awesome]

Dumb all over- Frank Zappa

Whoever we are
Wherever we're from
We shoulda noticed by now
Our behavior is dumb
And if our chances
Expect to improve
It's gonna take a lot more
Than tryin' to remove
The other race
Or the other whatever
From the face
Of the planet altogether

They call it THE EARTH
Which is a dumb kinda name
But they named it right
'Cause we behave the same...
We are dumb all over
Dumb all over,
Yes we are
Dumb all over,
Near 'n far
Dumb all over,
Black 'n white
People, we is not wrapped tight

Nurds on the left
Nurds on the right
Religous fanatics
On the air every night
Sayin' the Bible
Tells the story
Makes the details
Sound real gory
'Bout what to do
If the geeks over there
Don't believe in the book
We got over here

You can't run a race
Without no feet
'N pretty soon
There won't be no street
For dummies to jog on
Or doggies to dog on
Religous fanatics
Can make it be all gone
(I mean it won't blow up
'N disappear
It'll just look ugly
For a thousand years...)

You can't run a country
By a book of religion
Not by a heap
Or a lump or a smidgeon
Of foolish rules
Of ancient date
Designed to make
You all feel great
While you fold, spindle
And mutilate
Those unbelievers
From a neighboring state

TO ARMS! TO ARMS!
Hooray! That's great
Two legs ain't bad
Unless there's a crate
They ship the parts
To mama in
For souvenirs: two ears (Get Down!)
Not his, not hers, (but what the hey?)
The Good Book says:
("It gotta be that way!")
But their book says:
"REVENGE THE CRUSADES...
With whips 'n chains
'N hand grenades..."
TWO ARMS? TWO ARMS?
Have another and another
Our God says:
"There ain't no other!"
Our God says
"It's all okay!"
Our God says
"This is the way!"

It says in the book:
"Burn 'n destroy...
'N repent, 'n redeem
'N revenge, 'n deploy
'N rumble thee forth
To the land of the unbelieving scum on the other side
'Cause they don't go for what's in the book
'N that makes 'em BAD
So verily we must choppeth them up
And stompeth them down
Or rent a nice French bomb
To poof them out of existance
While leaving their real estate just where we need it
To use again
For temples in which to praise OUR GOD
("Cause he can really take care of business!")

And when his humble TV servant
With humble white hair
And humble glasses
And a nice brown suit
And maybe a blond wife who takes phone calls
Tells us our God says
It's okay to do this stuff
Then we gotta do it,
'Cause if we don't do it,
We ain't gwine up to hebbin!
(Depending on which book you're using at the
time...Can't use theirs... it don't work
...it's all lies...Gotta use mine...)
Ain't that right?
That's what they say
Every night...
Every day...
Hey, we can't really be dumb
If we're just following God's Orders
Hey, let's get serious...
God knows what he's doin'
He wrote this book here
An' the book says:
He made us all to be just like Him,"
so...
If we're dumb...
Then God is dumb...
(An' maybe even a little ugly on the side)

[Fiatlux]

Fad Gadget. Back to nature.

Back to nature - caravan on canvey sands
Back to nature - glucose filled, and programmed to respond

It's gonna rain all night
But we'll be alright
Under the geodesic dome
Infrared heater, just like home
Sitting in the shade of a rubber tree
I'll kiss you and you'll kiss me

Back to nature - burning bodies in the sun
Back to nature - just like lemmings, every one
Back to nature - capitalist aircraft fill the air
Back to nature - aerosol ambre solaire

It's gonna rain all night
But we'll be alright
Under the geodesic dome
Infrared heater, just like home
Sitting in the shade of a rubber tree
I'll kiss you and you'll kiss me

[Daniel]

Que Te Vaya Bonito by Jose Alfredo Jimenez

ojala que te vaya bonito
ojala que se acaben tus penas
que te digan que yo ya no existo
y conozcas personas mas buenas

que te den lo que no pude darte
aunque yo te haya dado de todo
nunca mas volvere a molestarte
te adore te perdi ya ni modo

cuantas cosas quedaron prendidas
hasta dentro del fondo de mi alma
cuantas luces dejaste encendidas
yo no se como voy a apagarlas

amor que te vaya bonito amor

ojala que mi amor no te duela
y te olvides de mi para siempre
que se llenen de sangre tus venas
y te vista la vida de suerte

yo no se si tu ausencia me mate
aunque tengo mi pecho de acero
pero nadie me llame cobarde
sin saber hasta donde la quiero

cuantas cosas quedaron prendidas
hasta dentro del fondo de mi alma
cuantas luces dejaste encendidas
yo no se como voy a apagarlas

ojala que te vaya bonito.

[Philboid Studge]

Thinking of this as New Orleans and environs go under water ...

When the Levee Breaks

(often credited to Led Zeppelin, who covered this Kansas Joe McCoy song on LZIV).

If it keeps on rainin', levee's goin' to break
And the water gonna come in, have no place to stay

Well all last night I sat on the levee and moan
Thinkin' 'bout my baby and my happy home

If it keeps on rainin', levee's goin' to break
And all these people have no place to stay

Now look here mama what am I to do
I ain't got nobody to tell my troubles to

I works on the levee mama both night and day
I ain't got nobody, keep the water away

Oh cryin' won't help you, prayin' won't do no good
When the levee breaks, mama, you got to lose

I works on the levee, mama both night and day
I works so hard, to keep the water away

I had a woman, she wouldn't do for me
I'm goin' back to my used to be

I's a mean old levee, cause me to weep and moan
Gonna leave my baby, and my happy home

[Advocatus Diaboli]

THE TIMES THEY ARE A-CHANGIN'
Bob Dylan

Come gather 'round people
Wherever you roam
And admit that the waters
Around you have grown
And accept it that soon
You'll be drenched to the bone.
If your time to you
Is worth savin'
Then you better start swimmin'
Or you'll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changin'.

Come writers and critics
Who prophesize with your pen
And keep your eyes wide
The chance won't come again
And don't speak too soon
For the wheel's still in spin
And there's no tellin' who
That it's namin'.
For the loser now
Will be later to win
For the times they are a-changin'.

Come senators, congressmen
Please heed the call
Don't stand in the doorway
Don't block up the hall
For he that gets hurt
Will be he who has stalled
There's a battle outside
And it is ragin'.
It'll soon shake your windows
And rattle your walls
For the times they are a-changin'.

Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land
And don't criticize
What you can't understand
Your sons and your daughters
Are beyond your command
Your old road is
Rapidly agin'.
Please get out of the new one
If you can't lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin'.

The line it is drawn
The curse it is cast
The slow one now
Will later be fast
As the present now
Will later be past
The order is
Rapidly fadin'.
And the first one now
Will later be last
For the times they are a-changin'.

[MrsMoe]

So tonight that I might see - Mazzy Star

.......... Come up crash with the muses fells dust into ash
Come so close that I might see the light inside me, I might see
Let me hold you tight and arms tight and arms you lost your chance
Come so close that I might see the crash of light come down on me
With good luck I'll find the dark, stop me now
Find me to your heart
Let me hold you tight like rain and sunshine on a rainy day
See the lights
Come so close that I might see, see the light come down on me
Searching like the fresh goes by small like wind refuse to die
Free me now so I can see the taste of wind who lock me
Does the wind indeed like me
Does the wind indeed like me
With good luck I find the dark stop me now
Find me to your heart
Let me hold you tight like rain and sunshine on a rainy day
Let me hold you tight and arms tight and arms you lost your chance
Come so close that I might see the crash of light come down on me
The crash of light come down on me
The crash of light come down on me
Let me hold you tight and arms tight and arms you lost your chance
Come so close that I might see the crash of light come down on me
With spin luck I'll find the dark stop me now find me to your heart
The crash of light come down on me
So tonight the crash goes by
Small like wind and refuse to die
The crash of light come down on me
Come so close that I might see, see the light come down on me
I hold you tight like rain
Sunshine on a rainy day
Sunshine on a rainy day

[Rhinoqulous]

Aesop Rock
Holy Smokes

well, they were selfish with the helmets on the little bus
'til break fluid sewage crippled up the get retarded nickle punks.
slowly cope, but swore his lowly robot foley folk
would one day rise in sections to interrogate the holy ghost.
holy smokes,
father, black suit, white collar,
kidddy porn dungeon, guns, and 3 fingers for your daughters
caught up belly up
antinque nazi paraphernalia.
you cannot pay your bills with holy water and hail mary luck.
shucks, fucker, enjoy the alcatraz shower fun
and mommy's mad i'm cliche generation x agnostic front.
it ain't the nifty faith of 1958
before the new new testament approved alter boy fisting rape and take me to your leader, long as he don't manipulate toddler beaver.
call me crayzy but i'd bet that wasn't god's demeanor.
sodometer peaking. but long island was jesus every weekend,
spoon-fed to appease
traditional upbringing of a middle pennsylvania shit hole where elder's movement stressed a stellar therapeutic bible cycle.
one church with a bait and tackle store next door and not much more.
so the two move to new york, made babies raised on what they saw.
christmas morning smelled fresher than angel pussy, but immaculate conception came second to playful goodies.
like laser tag was way more spiritual
than blood and body wafer bags and manger staff as long as santa ate the cookies.
grandpa was a saint while he'd paint with snakes and bullies,
said 'if only you'd memorize your prayers like you did kool g.'
see by the time i's old enough to know what religion was,
i's catholicism numb and truly didn't give a fuck.
'94 moved out the crib and ain't seen a steeple since,
while knievel evil seeps in the christian leader pitch. '
til priest lap slapped with parental advisory warnings,
i'll be auditioning gods in my office on monday morning.

[chorus]
uh-oh, and yet another pill slip
down the hatch, it patch him through the kill switch.
i need a couple a's and q's.
i'm not an asshole, i'm just a little confused.

just a little bruised in the back of the pews, acting amused with a mask on them vatican blues,
for in the eyes of the organization i was raised in,
aes is just another sinning brick in hell's basement.
cubicle adjacent to the killers and rapist.
for what? drugs and fucking is part of growing up.
like cuffs over dumb shit is better than schools.
i'm not an asshole, i'm just a little confused.
just lit fuse in the back of the pews
watching a thousand flavors of the same god feud.
i figure ultimate peace is the common theme,
so it's a no-brainer peace when the blood hit the screen.
i got a basic good and evil sensibility born.
good neighbor know a halo wouldn't fit over horns.
i'm more science than faith,
i'm more karma then bread and booze.
i'm not an asshole, i'm just a little confused.

[MrsMoe]

Blood Of Eden - Peter Gabriel

I caught sight of my reflection
I caught it in the window
I saw the darkness in my heart
I saw the signs of my undoing
They had been there from the start
And the darkness still has work to do
The knotted chord's untying
They're heated and they're holy
Oh they're sitting there on high
So secure with everything they're buying

In the blood of Eden
Lie the woman and the man
With the man in the woman
And the woman in the man
In the blood of Eden
Lie the woman and the man
We wanted the union
Oh the union of the woman
The woman and the man

My grip is surely slipping
I think I've lost my hold
Yes, I think I've lost my hold
I cannot get insurance anymore
They don't take credit, only gold
Is that a dagger or a crucifix I see
You hold so tightly in your hand
And all the while the distance grows between you and me
I do not understand

At my request, you take me in
In that tenderness, I am floating away
No certainty, nothing to rely on
Holding still for a moment
What a moment this is
Oh for a moment of forgetting, a moment of bliss
Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

I can hear the distant thunder
Of a million unheard souls
Of a million unheard souls
Watch each one reach for creature comfort
For the filling of their holes

In the blood of Eden
We've done everything we can
In the blood of Eden
Saw the end as we began
With the man in the woman
And the woman in the man
It was all for the union
Oh, the union of the woman, the woman and the man.

The blood of eden keeps running through me
running through my veins
the blood of eden keeps rushing through me
when I'm sure there's none that remains
the blood of eden keeps running through me
I can feel it in my bones
that blood of eden keeps rushing through me
taking back what it owns

[Daniel]

Me and the Devil Blues

Robert Johnson

Early this mornin' when you knocked upon my door.
Early this mornin' when you knocked upon my door.
And I said Hello, Satan, I believe it's time to go.
Me and the Devil was walkin' side by side.
Me and the Devil, ooo, was walkin' side by side.
I'm goin' to beat my woman until I get satisfied.
She say you don't see why that I will dog her 'round.
(spoken: 'Now, baby, you know you ain't doin' me right, now.')
She say you don't see why, oo, that I will dog her 'round.
It must-a be that old evil spirit so deep down in the ground.
You may bury my body down by the highway side.
(spoken: 'Baby, I don't care where you bury my body when I'm dead and gone.')
You may bury my body, ooo, down by the highway side.
So my old evil spirit can get a Greyhound bus and ride.

[kmisho]

2PAC LYRICS

"Brenda's Got A Baby"

I hear Brenda's got a baby
But, Brenda's barely got a brain
A damn shame
Tha girl can hardly spell her name
(That's not our problem, that's up ta Brenda's family)
Well let me show ya how it affects tha whole community
Now Brenda never really knew her moms and her dad was a junky
Went in death to his arms, it's sad
Cause I bet Brenda doesn't even know
Just cause your in tha ghetto doesn't mean ya can't grow
But oh, that's a thought, my own revelation
Do whatever it takes ta resist tha temptation

Brenda got herself a boyfriend
Her boyfriend was her cousin, now lets watch tha joy end
She tried to hide her pregnancy, from her family
Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she
Went out and had a church of kids
As long as when tha check came they got first dibs
Now Brendas belly is gettin bigger
But no one seems ta notice any change in her figure
She's 12 years old and she's having a baby
In love with tha molester, whos sexin her crazy
And yet she thinks that he'll be with her forever
And dreams of a world with tha two of them are together, whatever
He left her and she had tha baby solo, she had it on tha bathroom floor
And didn't know so, she didn't know, what ta throw away and what ta keep
She wrapped tha baby up and threw him in tha trash heep
I guess she thought she'd get away
Wouldn't hear tha cries
She didn't realize
How much tha little baby had her eyes
Now tha babys in tha trash heep balling
Momma can't help her, but it hurts ta hear her calling
Brenda wants ta run away
Momma say, you makin' me lose pay, tha social workers here
everyday

Now Brenda's gotta make her own way
Can't go to her family, they won't let her stay
No money no babysitter, she couldn't keep a job
She tried ta sell crack, but end up getting robbed
So now what's next, there ain't nothin left ta sell
So she sees sex as a way of leavin hell
It's payin tha rent, so she really can't complain
Prostitute, found slain, and Brenda's her name, she's got a baby

[Tenspace]

"Arriving Somewhere But Not Here"
Porcupine Tree

Never stop the car on a drive in the dark
Never look for the truth in your mother's eyes
Never trust the sound of rain upon a river rushing through your ears

Arriving somewhere but not here

Did you imagine the final sound as a gun?
Or the shattered windows of a car?
Did you ever imagine the last thing you'd hear as you're fading out was a song?

All my designs simplified
And all of my plans compromised
All of my dreams sacrificed

Ever had the feeling you've been here before?
Drinking down the poison the way you were taught
Every thought from here on in your life begins and all you knew was wrong?

Did you see the red mist block your path?
Did the scissors cut a way to your heart?
Did you feel the envy for the sons of mothers tearing you apart?

[kmisho]

Hey Moe, Peter Gabriel is one of my faves. I saw him live last time around.

More 2PAC

"Starin' Through My Rear View"

Staring at the world through my rearview
Just looking back at the world, from another level yaknowhatImean?
Starin...

Multiple gunshots fill the block, the fun stops
Niggaz is callin cops, people shot, nobody stop
I wonder when the world stopped caring last night
Two kids shot while the whole block staring
I will never understand this society, first they try
to murder me, then they lie to me, product of a dying breed
All my homies trying weed, now the little baby's
crazed raised off Hennesey, tell me will my enemies
flee when they see me, believe me
Even Thugs gotta learn to take it easy, listen
Through the intermissions search your heart for a plan
and we turnin Bad Boys to grown men, it's on again
I give a holla to my niggaz in the darkest corners
Roll a perfect blunt, and let me spark it for ya
One love from a thug nigga rollin with a posse
full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend

I'm seein nuttin but my dreams comin true
While I'm starin at the world through my rearview (see)

(They got me) starin at the world through my rearview
Go on baby scream to God, he can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time to die (we)
Gettin high, watchin time fly, and all my motherfuckers

Now I was raised as a young black male
In order to get paid, forced to make crack sales
Caught a nigga so they send me to these overblack jails
In the cell, countin days in this livin black Hell, do you feel me?
Keys to ignition, use at your discretion
Roll with a twelve gauge pump for protection
Niggaz hate me in the section from years of chin checkin
Turn Smith and Wesson to war weapons
Heavenly Father I'm a soldier, I'm gettin hotter
cause the world's gettin colder, baby let me hold ya
Talk to my guns like they fly bitches
All you bustas best to run look at my bitches

Now I know the answers to the question, do dreams come true
Still starin at the world through my rearview (I say)

(They got me) starin at the world through my rearview
Go on baby scream to God, he can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time to die
Gettin high, watchin time fly

[Rhinoqulous]

Hey kmisho, you've made me pull out my 2PAC for the weekend. Here's some more Aes Rock.

Aesop Rock
Daylight

Yo...put one up to shackle me, not clean logic procreation
I did not invent the wheel I was the crooked spoke adjacent
While the triple sixers lassos keep angels roped in the basement
I walk the block with a halo and a stick poking your patience
Ya'll catch a 30 second flash visual
Dirty cooperative net platoon bloom head trip split rediculous
Fathom the splicing of first generation
Fuck up or trickle down anti hero smack (Cracking!)
I paste the game to zero hour completion green (Splash!)
Duke of early retirement pick a dream
American nightmare hogging the screen
I'll hold the door open so you can stumble in
if you'd stop following me around the jungle gym
Now it's an honor and I spell it with the 'H' I stole from heritage
Merit crutch stolen wretched refuse of my teeming resonance
I promise temperance towards breed with a leaning conscience
Here the creed acts since responsive but my sports the war's the wattage
And I'm sleeping now (Wow!