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Head of the Cult - The Kelley Deal 6000
« Reply #390 on: April 16, 2007, 01:33:20 AM »
And when the head of the cult
flies westward, I'll still be a solid
state 3. Every single chance I
took. They had no patience for
poets like me.

And when the head goes
spinning sideways, pleasing
to rhythms Keeni. All god's wives
will sing along to songs of Jerry
Reed. Arica. Oh.

You arrive at state 6000, christ,
it's a beautiful thing.
You will scratch it, itch it, gnaw
it, bug it, pick it, rub it raw until
god's wives learn
how to sing. And when the
head goes tumbling backwards,
pleasing to rhythms Keeni.
Tell the truth that you know The
No Time Times, The No Time
Times. It wasn't me, it wasn't
me, it wasn't me.

Arica   Oh.
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Lou Reed "Kill Your Sons"
« Reply #391 on: April 16, 2007, 09:12:45 AM »
All your two-bit psychiatrists
are giving you electroshock
They said, they'd let you live at home with mom and dad
instead of mental hospitals
But every time you tried to read a book
you couldn't get to page 17
'Cause you forgot where you were
so you couldn't even read

Don't you know they're gonna kill your sons
don't you know gonna kill, kill your sons
They're gonna kill, kill your sons
until they run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run away

Mom informed me on the phone
she didn't know what to do about dad
Took an axe and broke the table
aren't you glad you're married
And sister, she got married on the island
and her husband takes the train
He's big and he's fat
and he doesn't even have a brain

They're gonna kill your sons
don't you know they're gonna kill, kill your sons
Don't you know they're gonna kill, kill your sons
until they run away

Creedmore treated me very good
but Paine Whitney was even better
And when I flipped out on PHC
I was so sad, I didn't even get a letter
All of the drugs, that we took
it really was lots of fun
But when they shoot you up with thorizene on crystal smoke
you choke like a son of a gun

Don't you know they're gonna kill your sons
don't you know they're gonna kill, kill your sons
Don't you know they're gonna kill, kill your sons
until they run, run, run, run, run, run, run away
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The Dicks - Hate The Police
« Reply #392 on: April 17, 2007, 11:33:47 PM »
Mommy, mommy, mommy
Look at your son
You might have loved me
But now I got a gun
You'd better stay out of the way
I think I've had a bad day
Had a bad day
I've had a bad day

Daddy, daddy, daddy
Proud of your son
He got him a good job
Killing niggers and Mexicans
I tell you something, and it's true
You can't find justice, it'll find you
Yeah it'll find you
Yeah it'll find you

People tell policemen
They've met their match
Dead men in them desert sands
The Dicks were hatched
Dicks hate policemen and it's true
You can't find justice, it'll find you
Yeah it'll find you
Yeah it'll find you

Mommy, mommy
Look at your son
Maybe you once loved me
But now I've got a gun
You better stay out of my way
Hey, I've had a bad day
I've had a bad day
Mommy, I've had a bad day
Oh, I've had a bad day
Mommy, I've had a bad day
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The Gun Club--"She's Like Heroin To Me"
« Reply #393 on: April 18, 2007, 11:52:03 PM »
I cannot get a look at it
so, I'm burning them on the deal anyway
I see her come down from the top of the stairs

I guess that I'd be cool, but there's a tickle in my veins
I've been a real good tombstone, but now I'm blowing away

She is like an eye-blue swimming pool
but, she will never know that she is there
we sit together drunk like our fathers used to be
I'm looking up and God is saying, "What are you gonna do?";
I'm looking up and I'm crying; "I thought it was up to you!"

but now

She's like Heroin to me
she's like Heroin to me
she's like Heroin to me
she cannot miss a vein

don't let her take her love to town
they will never fill her heart
she needs a passion like her father's used to be

I know, because I'm like the train shooting down the mainline
I know, because I'm like the Indian wind along the telegraph lines

and she's like Heroin to me
she's like Heroin to me
she's like Heroin to me
she cannot miss a vein

So mainline it!

I cannot get a look at it
so, I'm blowing back my trouble to the east
while we sit together sad like our fathers used to be

I know a perfect run by the sleep it puits in my heart
I know my special rider, I can feel her in the dark

she feels like Heroin to me
she feels like Heroin to me
she's like Heroin to me
she cannot miss a vein
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The Lyrics thread
« Reply #394 on: May 04, 2007, 11:55:14 PM »
Filter - Man, Nice Shot

I wish I would've met you
Now it's a little late
What you could've taught me
I could have saved some face
They think that your early ending
Was all wrong
For the most part they're right
But look how they all got strong
That's why I say hey man, nice shot
What a good shot man
A man
Has gun
Hey man
Have fun
Nice shot
Now that the smoke's gone
And the air is all clear
Those who were right there
Got a new kind of fear
You'd fight and you were right
But they were just too strong
They'd stick it in your face
And let you smell what they consider wrong
That's why I say hey man, nice shot
What a good shot man
A man
Has gun
Hey man
Have fun
Nice shot
I wish I would have met you
I wish I would have met you
I'd say
Nice shot
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The Lyrics thread
« Reply #395 on: May 07, 2007, 01:30:37 PM »
"Virginia Reel Around The Fountain" (The Built to Spill version, not the Halo Benders version)


You told yourself something funny the other day
You said you can make you laugh
How can that be in your solid state
How can that be in your solid state

Don't say no
Just say you don't know
No don't say no
Just say you don't know


How can that be in your solid state
As you make it unreal
I'm reeling around the fountain
I'm reeling around the fountain
I still confide in you almost everyday
Even though you're not around

How can that be in your solid state
How can that be in your solid state


Don't say no
Just say you don't know


I'm reeling around the fountain
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Butt Trumpet - Yesterday
« Reply #396 on: May 12, 2007, 05:58:37 AM »
Yesterday
I met you
Stars were out
Sky was blue
And I knew
I wanted to
Be with you

I would always laugh
At everything you'd say
I always thought our love
Would forever be this way
But ten o'clock this 'morn
I went down on you
I took a deep breath
And many chunks I blew

I really cannot deal
With the smell of you
I really love you but
I think that we are through

Yesterday

You were there
I put a rose
In your hair
And I knew
I had to
Marry you

I never thought I'd cry
While you were in my life
I wanted to try
Making you my wife
But when we both woke up
I started to chew
On your labia
And many chunks I blew

I simply cannot deal
With the smell of you
I really love you but
I think that we are through

I love you

But P.U.

I love you

P.U.

Yesterday
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Neil Young - I'm The Ocean
« Reply #397 on: May 13, 2007, 06:10:59 PM »
I'm an accident
I was driving way too fast
Couldn't stop though
So I let the moment last
I'm for rollin'
I'm for tossin' in my sleep
It's not guilt though
It's not the company I keep

People my age
They don't do the things I do
They go somewhere
While I run away with you
I got my friends
And I got my children too
I got her love
She's got my love too

I can't hear you
But I feel the things you say
I can't see you
But I see what's in my way
Now I'm floatin'
Cause I'm not tied to the ground
Words I've spoken
Seem to leave a hollow sound

On the long plain
See the rider in the night
See the chieftain
See the braves in cool moonlight
Who will love them
When they take another life
Who will hold them
When they tremble for the knife

Voicemail numbers
On an old computer screen
Rows of lovers
Parked forever in a dream
Screaming sirens
Echoing across the bay
To the old boats
From the city far away

Homeless heroes
Walk the streets of their hometown
Rows of zeros
On a field that's turning brown
They play baseball
They play football under lights
They play card games
And we watch them every night

Need distraction
Need romance and candlelight
Need random violence
Need entertainment tonight
Need the evidence
Want the testimony of
Expert witnesses
On the brutal crimes of love

I was too tired
To see the news when I got home
Pulled the curtain
Fell into bed alone
Started dreaming
Saw the rider once again
In the doorway
Where she stood and watched for him
Watched for him

I'm not present
I'm a drug that makes you dream
I'm an aerostar
I'm a cutlass supreme
In the wrong lane
Trying to turn against the flow
I'm the ocean
I'm the giant undertow

I'm the ocean
I'm the ocean
I'm the giant undertow
I'm the ocean
I'm the giant undertow
I'm the ocean
I'm the ocean
I'm the ocean
I'm the ocean
I'm the ocean
I'm the ocean
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The Lyrics thread
« Reply #398 on: May 13, 2007, 11:36:26 PM »
I see the look that's in your eyes
That says 'I must keep most of me inside
'Cause you'd never love me if I didn't hide
the secrets of my heart”


Well I'm not here for the surface stuff
I just get bored with all that fluff
So show me the edges even if it's rough
And let the real love start


You think your shame and deep disgrace
Are more than I can bear
But you can go to your darkest place
I will meet you there


And I'm strong enough to take it
And I know what you've been through
You've got a whole heart
Give me the hard part
I can love that too


You look at me with some surprise
And I see the doubt that's in your eyes
Like something deep inside you cries
With a hunger to be known
Like a tiger born in a city zoo
There's been no place for what's inside of you
You try to live like the others do
And it leaves you so alone


I know you think that the heat of your pain
Is more than I can stand
Burn it all in one big flame
And I will hold it in my hand


I'm strong enough to take it
And I know what you've been through
You've got a whole heart
Give me the hard part
I can love that too


Now your eyes well up with tears
As desire mixes with you fears
After so many wounded years
Can you long for what you've missed
You want a cool breeze to dance with your flame
A long lost lover who knows your true name
A secret garden beyond this shame
And it all comes down to this




You think your drowning hope will die
In a sea without a shore
But I can drink that ocean dry
And still come back for more


I'm strong enough to take it
And I know what you've been through
You've got a whole heart
Give me the hard part
I can love that too


I'm strong enough to take it
And I know what you've been through
You've got a whole heart
Give me the hard part
I can love that too


You've got a whole heart
Give me the hard part
I can love that too
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Étrange - Dobacaracol
« Reply #399 on: May 14, 2007, 03:25:51 AM »
J'ai le feu du volcan, la chaleur du désert
La saveur de la terre, la lueur d'une lune claire
Je n'ai rien, que dans le coeur, l'immensité du ciel ouvert
J'ai la fraîcheur d'une rivière, la colère du typhon
J'ai l'amour d'une mère, les tourments des quatre vents
Comme ils tombent, comme ils tombent les flocons de l'hiver
Ils s'entassent dans ma tête comme mes contradictions
Et mes perles d'amour, dans un écrin de poussière

Étrange comme je t'aime

J'ai la lumière du soleil, le frisson de la fougère
La rudesse de l'hiver, la douceur du miel
La folie manifeste et la tristesse éphémère
La foi, mais de celles qui ne posent pas de barrières

Comme le fleuve je m'abreuve à l'océan de ta pensée
Je boirai toute l'eau de la mer pour que tu viennes m'aimer
Pieds nus dans la terre simplement comme hier

Étrange comme je t'aime

Prise au piège
J'écoute les tambours de la pluie
Je pleure au torrents convoyant la souffrance d'autrui
Trop de choses à la fois se font des routes dans ma tête
Alors je ne sais plus rien, sauf que pour toi
Je creuserai de nouveaux sillons aux mélodies de l'univers

Je vais reculer le soleil pour savourer le sommeil

Étrange comme je t'aime





I love french hippy girls.
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Justice, Justice shall you pursue.

Deuteronomy 16:20

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Re: Étrange - Dobacaracol
« Reply #400 on: May 14, 2007, 08:30:55 AM »
Quote from: ""Rachael""
I love french hippy girls.

Oh yeah? .. How about that girl from Stereolab?
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Re: Étrange - Dobacaracol
« Reply #401 on: May 16, 2007, 08:06:47 PM »
Quote from: ""Froderik""
Quote from: ""Rachael""
I love french hippy girls.
Oh yeah? .. How about that girl from Stereolab?


I hope she's not the dead one you're talking about, Frod.


RTP
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« Reply #402 on: May 16, 2007, 08:24:17 PM »
:rofl:  Didn't know about dead one...heh.
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« Reply #403 on: May 17, 2007, 05:26:51 AM »
CLUTCH--"EIGHT TIMES OVER MISS OCTOBER"

Once again I'm denied my choice.

Once around the stump, then twice across the ceiling,
now eight times over Miss October is out for me.
Believe me when I tell you she's all about destruction.
It's just about enough to make a grown man cry.

Good God Almighty we was panning for gold
down at the banks of mighty Colorado,
when all of a sudden came an awful sound;
ten thousand buffalo were running us down.

Once again I'm denied my joy.
Sieves and peas, oh Lord, oh Lord!

Thunder and lightning at a feverish pitch.
Must be the workings of the Old West Witch.
I crossed her once when I was just a youth.
Been scared stiff ever since, to tell you the truth.

Once again I'm denied my joy.
Sieves and peas, oh Lord, oh Lord!

She went once around the stump, then twice across the ceiling,
now eight times over Miss October is out for me.
Believe me when I tell you she's all about the voodoo.
and all the things I'm losing when I pay no mind.

Get off on the good foot and start another day.
Maybe head for Hazel, California.
Oh, but sooner or later she'll go to town
sure as the Earth runs around and around.

Again I'm denied my joy.
Sieves and peas, oh Lord!

At the side of the road
a bundle of twine,
and on it I found a note.
It read, "You'll be running until the end of time."

She went once around the stump, then twice across the ceiling,
now eight times over Miss October is out for me.
Believe me when I tell you she's all about destruction.
It's just about enough to make a grown man cry.
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The Lyrics thread
« Reply #404 on: May 18, 2007, 11:40:00 PM »
Come around to my way of thinkin'
Don't you want to, want to get along?
Everyday just like a vacation with you
When I'm watchin' you and Fidel Castro in the sand, kissin'!

Girl you got to roll
Sister Havana,
Overthrow
Sister Havana

She's comin on like a bicycle army
Everybody's waitin' for the man to come down from the tower
Every day is just like a vacation with you layin' right here now
I'm watchin you and Fidel Castro in the sand, assassin!

Girl you got to roll
Sister Havana,
Overthrow
Sister Havana
Sister Havana
Sister Havana
Sister Havana

Sister Havana

There's no time to lose
I don't care what they say
There's no time to lose
We could have a holiday
But there's no time for hesitation
(There's no time to lose)
There's no time, no time for waitin'
(There's no time to lose)
There's no time so let's take the time and get it on today
(There's no time to lose)

Girl you got to roll
Sister Havana
Overthrow,
Sister Havana
Sister Havana, Sister Havana
Sister Havana, Sister Havana
Sister Havana
Come around to my way of thinkin'
Come around to my way of thinkin'
Come around to my way of thinkin'
Come around Sister
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