The Lyrics thread

[starry-eyed pirate]

I'd like to dedicate these lyrics to the hottest and most demonic succubus I ever fucked.

I wrote her off for the 10th time today
And practiced all the things I would say
But she came over
I lost my nerve
I took her back and made her dessert
Now I know I'm bein' used
That's O.K. man 'cause I like the abuse
I know she's playin' with me
That's O.K. 'cause I've got no self esteem

We make plans to go out at night
I wait till 2 then I turn out the light
All this rejection's got me so low
If she keeps it up I just might tell her so

When she's sayin' that she wants only me
Then I wonder why she sleeps with my friends
When she's sayin' that I'm like a disease
Then I wonder how much more I can spend
Well I guess I should stick up for myself
But I really think it's better this way
The more ya suffer the more it shows ya really care   ...Right

Now I'll relate this little bit
That happens more than I'd like to admit
Late at night she knocks on my door
Drunk again and lookin' to score
Now I know I should say "no"
But that's kind of hard when she's ready to go( :rofl:

[webcrawler]

Pirate, is your baby's mama over there right now?  :razz:

[starry-eyed pirate]

No, but if she showed up drunk and lookin' to score I'd still be willin' to suffer.  :rofl:  :rofl:  :rofl:

[teachback]

She was a girl from Birmingham
she just had an abortion
she was a case of insanity
her name was Pauline she lived in a tree

She was a no-one who killed her baby
she sent her letters from the country
she was an animal
she was a bloody disgrace

Body I'm not an animal
Mummy I'm not an abortion

Dragged on a table in a factory
illegitimate place to be
in a packet in a lavatory
die little baby screaming

Body screaming fucking bloody mess
it's not an animal it's an abortion

Body I'm not an animal
Body I'm not an abortion

Throbbing squirm, gurgling bloody mess
I'm not a discharge I'm not a loss in
protein I'm not a throbbing squirm Ah!

Fuck this and fuck that
fuck it all and fuck the fucking brat
She don't wanna baby that looks like that
I don't wanna baby that looks like that.

Body I'm not an animal
Body i'm not an abortion

Mummy! Ugh!

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Paul: You had to keep your distance from Pauline. She was a mad fan who used to turn up everywhere. She turned up at my door too. She was dangerous and very crazy--someone you really had to worry about. She was a pretty girl but she had these really mad eyes.

Steve: Everything -- tune and lyrics inspired by the infamous Pauline from Birmingham. The girl with the crazy look who would follow us around. The mad opening of the song still reminds me of her.

John: Pauline was a girl who used to send these letters to me from some nuthouse up North in Birmingham. She was in mental asylum. She turned up at my door once wearing a see-through plastic bag. She did the rounds in London and ended up at everybody's door. She had a very curious way of finding out where everybody lived. Like most insane people, she was very promiscuous. The fetus thing is what got me. She'd tell me about getting pregnant with the male nurses at the asylum or whatever. There's a line in the song about Pauline living in a tree. She actually had a threehouse on the estate of this nuthouse. The nurses couldn't get her down and she'd be up there for days. Apparently, Punk rock pulled her out of her cocoon. She didn't seem to have a problem either. She might have had wealthy parents who buggered up her life--probably like Nancy Spungeon really. She was one of many lunatics that used to attach themselves to us.

http://www.punk77.co.uk/groups/sex.htm

[starry-eyed pirate]

::read:: ...

Today I was lookin' through my truck...for my lost Reconstruction CD when I found some...ya know...and my lost String Cheese CD and another String Cheese CD.

String Cheese Incident: 4/17/02

Mouna Bowa
Down the Line
Black an' White
Latinissmo
Hotel Window >>>
Lands' End >>>
Signed, Sealed, Delivered

Then Some Marley: from "The Reggae Legend":

Soul Rebel
It's Alright
No Sympathy

And then the next SCI disc from that same show:
 
Bend Down Low
KY Jam
Texas >>>
Sittin On Top of the World
These Waves

[starry-eyed pirate]

Whoa... wrong forum.

[starry-eyed pirate]

Thread...I mean...thread.

[Anonymous]

She saw me coming
She saw me coming, yeah
She saw me coming
I didn't see a thing
I wasn't looking
I just walked into it
A sucker for it, I'm a sucker
Thought I was so cool
She saw me coming
Boy did I get screwed... yeah!

She saw me coming
She had me dead to rights
Her aim was stunning
I was lined up in her sites

She worked so fast
And she didn't mess around
It was all over
Before the sun go down, before the sun go down

She saw me coming... Yeah
She saw me coming

She saw me coming
She moved in for the kill
She saw me coming
She served up on a grill

She busted in and she burglerized my soul
But now the bad news: she's out on parole

She wrote the opening
The middle and the end
What a cast of characters
Of lovers and my friends

The plot was twisted
There was only one result
She saw me coming
But the going, going got too tough

She saw me coming
Yeah, yes she did
She saw me coming
Right on the grid, right on the grid
She saw me coming
Oh what a stupid jerk
She saw me coming
She was a piece of work

She must have tapped my phone
She saw me coming
I felt like I was cloned
She saw me coming
She had me on the ropes
She saw me coming
Took me for a dope
She saw me coming
Yes she did, yes she did
She saw me coming

[Second Skin]

She told me she loved me, Which means,
She must be insane
I've had my face dragged in,
Fifteen miles of shit, And I do not,
And I do not, And I do not like it
So how can anybody say, They know how I feel,
The only one around here who is me, Is me

They said they respect me, Which means, Their judgement is crazy
I've had my face dragged in,
Fifteen miles of shit, And I do not,
And I do not, And I do not like it
So how can anybody say, They know how I feel,
When they are they, And only I am I

He said he wants to befriend me, Which means,
He can't possibly know me
The voices of the real, And the imagined cry,
The future is passing you by, The future is passing you by

So how can anybody possibly think
they know how I feel, Everybody look,
See pain, And walk away
And as for you in your uniform,
Your smelly uniform, You think you
can be rude to me
Because you wear a uniform, A smelly uniform,
And so you think you can be rude to me

But even I, As sick as I am,
I would never be you
Even I, As sick as I am,
I would never be you
Even I, Sick and depraved,
A traveller to the grave
I would never be you, I would never be you

[webcrawler]

i'm sick and tired of hearing
things
from uptight-short sighted-
narrow minded hypocritics
all i want is the truth
just give me some truth
i've had enough of reading
things
by nuerotic-pyschotic-
pig headed politicians
all i want is the truth
just give me some truth
no short haired-yellow bellied
son of tricky dicky
is gonna mother hubbard
soft soap me
with just a pocketful of hope
money for dope
money for rope
i'm sick to death of seeing
things
from tight lipped-
condescending -mommies little
chauvinists
all i want is the truth
just give me some truth
i've had enough of watching
scenes
of schizophrenic - ego - centric
- paranoic - prima - donnas
all i want is the truth
just give me some truth

[Froderik]

I could be your lover
You could be all mine
We'd go on forever
Till the end of time
You could be my best friend
Stay up all night long
You could be my railroad
We'd go on and on

Lets get along, there's nothing here to do
Lets go find a rainbow
I could be wrong but what am I to do
Guess God thinks I'm Abel
You could be my enemy
I guess there's still time
I'd get round to loving you
Is that such a crime?

No one could break us
No one could take us
If they tried
No one could break us
No one could take us
If they tried
Come along let's make it tonight

[Froderik]

Decided I'm gonna make myself a little something to eat,
Get a can down off the shelf, maybe a little something sweet.
Haven't spoke to no one, haven't been in the mood,
Pour some soup, get a spoon, stir it up real good.
Go out with a friend, they know the music might help,
But I can't pretend - I wish I was somewhere else.

I wanna watch the ocean bend,
The edges of the sun, then
I wanna get swallowed up
In an ocean of love.

Put on my coat, go out into the street,
Get a lump in my throat, and look down at my feet.
Take the long way home, so I can ride around,
Put Neil Young on and turn up the sound.
Drive up the coastline, maybe to Ventura,
Watch the waves make signs out on the water.

I wanna watch the ocean bend,
The edges of the sun, then
I wanna get swallowed up
In an ocean of love.

Stand in the shower, clean this dirty mess,
Give me back my power, and drown this unholyness.
Lean over the toilet bowl, and throw up my confession,
Clense my soul of this hidden obsession.

I wanna watch the ocean bend,
The edges of the sun, then
I wanna get swallowed up
In an ocean of love.

I wanna watch the ocean bend,
The edges of the sun, then
I wanna get swallowed up
In an ocean of love.

[Froderik]

Once in awhile we might pass on the street
We nod we smile and we shuffle our feet
Making small talk standing face to face
Hands in our pockets cause we feel so out of place
Our paths may cross again in some crowded bar
We feel a little lost cause we've drifted away so far
Hoping to find the right words to say
We joke a little and then go on our way
We are so out of touch yeah
We are so out of touch yeah
La La La
La la la la
We speak in past tense and talk about the weather
Half broken sentences we try to piece together
I ask about an old friend that we both used to know
You said you heard he took his life about five years ago
We may pass each other on the interstate
We honk and cross over to the other lane
Everybody's going somewhere everybody's inside
Hundreds of cars hundreds of private lives
We are so out of touch yeah
La La La
La la la la

[Second Skin]

Nightswimming deserves a quiet night.
The photograph on the dashboard, taken years ago,
Turned around backwards so the windshield shows.
Every streetlight reveals the picture in reverse.
Still, it?s so much clearer.
I forgot my shirt at the water?s edge.
The moon is low tonight.

Nightswimming deserves a quiet night.
I?m not sure all these people understand.
It?s not like years ago,
The fear of getting caught,
Of recklessness and water.
They cannot see me naked.
These things, they go away,
Replaced by everyday.

Nightswimming, remembering that night.
September?s coming soon.
I?m pining for the moon.
And what if there were two
Side by side in orbit
Around the fairest sun?
That bright, tight forever drum
Could not describe nightswimming.

You, I thought I knew you.
You I cannot judge.
You, I thought you knew me,
This one laughing quietly underneath my breath.
Nightswimming.

The photograph reflects,
Every streetlight a reminder.
Nightswimming deserves a quiet night, deserves a quiet night.

[Froderik]

Baby, sweet baby, you're my drug
Come on and let me taste your stuff
Baby, sweet baby, bring me your gift
What surprise you gonna hit me with

I am waiting here for more
I am waiting by your door
I am waiting on your back steps
I am waiting in my car
I am waiting at this bar
I am waiting for your essence

Baby, sweet baby, whisper my name
Shoot your love into my vein
Baby, sweet baby, kiss me hard
Make me wonder who's in charge

Baby, sweet baby, I wanna feel your breath
Even though you like to flirt with death
Baby, sweet baby, can't get enough
Please come find me and help me get fucked up

I am waiting here for more
I am waiting by your door
I am waiting on your back steps
I am waiting in my car
I am waiting at this bar
I am waiting for your essence
Your essence
Your essence