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Post by static anonymity on May 8, 2005 12:20:05 GMT
Modest Mouse - bukowski
Woke this morning and it seemed to me That every night 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? 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 that I can't see Well who'd wanna be? Who'd wanna be such a control freak? Well who'd 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 talkin' in circles that day When you get to the point make sure that I'm still awake, okay?
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?
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Post by static anonymity on May 9, 2005 1:51:59 GMT
if time is my vessel, then learning to love might be my way back to sea the flying, the metal, the turning above - these are just ways to be seen
we all get paid some get faith before they die then through stars we will navigate through the holes in your eyes
how many days will it take to land? how many ways to reach abandon?
swoon, baby, starry nights may our bodies remain you move with me i'll feed you light may our bodies remain
there is love to be made so, just stay here for this while perhaps heartstrings resuscitate the fading sounds of your life
swoon, baby, starry nights may our bodies remain as deep we move i'll feed you light may our bodies remain in history i'll treat you right i'm honest that way
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Post by smerker on May 11, 2005 12:42:22 GMT
Midnight to six man For the first time from Jamaica Dillinger and Leroy Smart Delroy Wilson, your cool operator
Ken Boothe for UK pop reggae With backing bands sound systems And if they've got anything to say There's many black ears here to listen
But it was Four Tops all night with encores from stage right Charging from the bass knives to the treble But onstage they ain't got no roots rock rebel Onstage they ain't got no...roots rock rebel
Dress back jump back this is a bluebeat attack 'Cos it won't get you anywhere Fooling with your guns The British Army is waiting out there An' it weighs fifteen hundred tons
White youth, black youth Better find another solution Why not phone up Robin Hood And ask him for some wealth distribution
Punk rockers in the UK They won't notice anyway They're all too busy fighting For a good place under the lighting
The new groups are not concerned With what there is to be learned They got Burton suits, ha you think it's funny Turning rebellion into money
All over people changing their votes Along with their overcoats If Adolf Hitler flew in today They'd send a limousine anyway
I'm the all night drug-prowling wolf Who looks so sick in the sun I'm the white man in the Palais Just lookin' for fun
I'm only Looking for fun
----------------------------------------------- If you think you can, well come on man I was a green beret in viet nam No more of your fairy stories ’cause I got my other worries. 53rd and 3rd Standing on the street 53rd and 3rd I’m tryin’ to turn a trick 53rd and 3rd You’re the one they never pick 53rd and 3rd Don’t make you feel sick ? Then I took out my razor blade Then I did what God forbade Now the cops are after me But I proved that I’m no sissy. -------------------------------------- A song that I don't particularly like. But the story of a vietnam veteran becoming a homeless dope-addicted male prositute who never gets picked up couldn't ever be told in a better away. And when he does get picked he kills the man with a razor blade to prove he isn't gay.
It's just a little sick.
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Post by static anonymity on May 16, 2005 23:18:12 GMT
Nine Inch Nails - right where it belongsSee 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 are 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 as it seems? What if all the world you think you know, Is an elaborate dream? And if you look at your reflection, Is it all you want it to be? What if you could look right through the cracks, 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 all the living and the dead And you're really all alone You can live in this illusion You can choose to believe You keep looking but you can't find the woods, Are you hiding in the trees? What if everything around you, Isn't quite as it seems? What if all the world you used to know, Is an elaborate dream? And if you look at your reflection, Is it all you want it to be? What if you could look right through the cracks, Would you find yourself...find yourself afraid to see?
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Post by static anonymity on May 29, 2005 18:50:53 GMT
Modest Mouse - I came as a rat
Well I ain't sure, but I been told He's baking cakes inside our souls Stayed awake, took a nap Got myself my bottles back I'm breakin' them out on the street Walkin' around in my bare feet I do not need you to tell me that I am not a cat
I caught a ride, we caught some air He's never gonna cut his hair It takes more time to make a fake We night swam down in the lake Washed the dirt off our intentions Prattle on 'bout bad inventions
I came as ice, I came as a whore I came as advice that came too short I came as gold, I came as crap I came clean and I came as a Rat It takes a long time, but God dies too But not before he'll stick it to you
Well I don't know, but I been told You never die and you never grow old Uh oh!
I came as a call, I came as flat I came too soon so I came back I came as flowers, I came as nice I came as dirt and I came as its price It takes a long time, but God dies too But not before he'll stick it to you
I don't know, but I been told You never die and you never grow old Uh Oh!
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Post by static anonymity on May 30, 2005 0:03:36 GMT
Flickerstick - Chloroform The One You Love
And if I couldn't attain All I need to explain Would she even look me in the eye again She sits back and ignores My need to adore Intimidations got me down again She's only 18 but such a beautiful dream All she needs is some chloroform And she'll be mine Chloroform the one, the one that you love And take her back
Every once in a while I catch a strut and a smile Maybe rejection is the high That keeps me coming here I need some compassion but she's Laughing at the nervousness I feel whenever she is around And I can't see just how real Is the charm no I don't mean Her no harm despite my heart And the challenge while she's lying here
Chloroform the one, the one that you love And take her back
So just walk on by I can see today is like any other day But it seems brighter than it was before I just can't believe that its Not the same no it's not the same It will never be the same for me again
Chloroform the one, the one that you love And take her back
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Post by static anonymity on Jun 1, 2005 11:18:15 GMT
Lip on, on watery clay, Relationships hey hey hey You kiss like a rock But you know I need it anyway Angle for the ringside seats When they fall Don't blame me
Bring on the Major Leagues
How you gonna teach him to walk When he can't even finish the He can't even finish the songs of the law Are they civilized or satanist? Cater to my walls and see if they fall Don't leave me
Bring on the Major Leagues
They wear you down sometimes Kids like wine, Magic christians chew the rind Cause bad girls are always bad girls Let's let'em in Darling we're up against it And there is no time for Tie-ins tie-ins tie-ins go!
Bring on the Major Leagues
They'll wear you down sometime Kiss the wine, Magic christians chew the rind Cause bad girls are always bad girls Let'em in
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Post by Graham on Jun 5, 2005 8:44:33 GMT
Biffy Clyro - "All The Way Down (Prologue, Chapter 1)
Taking part's what counts, but you were not around, never understand my goals for you Looking back, seems that everyone in my life, I will be waiting for you I will be waiting for you until the evidence conveys another side You'll never understand my hopes for you Sleeveless in miniature, monster overture, never be complete unless you know Looking back, seems that everyone in my life will be waiting for me I will be waiting for you until the evidence conveys another side Have you found your way home? Have you found your way? I feel wondrous, controlling me seems like a good idea I'll do my best to uphold you, but I know that in the night Ever wonder if it's forever, the moment passes, but I feel you now I feel wondrous and holy and I know it's all right I'll do my best to uphold you and I know that in the night Ever wonder if it's forever, the moment passes, but I feel you now, all the way down So I'll try not to breathe as I hold my head still, the light bends on my face, there'd be tears if I cried And I'll try not to think what the happy things were I just think of the stuff that just made me sh*t scared And I'll just close my eyes and I'll see everyone that I'm leaving behind for the dawn of the sun And I'll try not to feel, yes I'll try not to feel, and I'll try not to feel on the way down
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Post by static anonymity on Jun 5, 2005 19:11:07 GMT
When we laugh indoors, the blissful tones bounce off the walls and fall to the ground. Peel the hardwood back to let them loose from decades trapped and listen so still. This city is my home, construction noise all day long and gutter punks are bumming change. So i breed thicker skin and let me lustrous coat fill in and i'll never admit that I loved you guenivere.
I've always fallen fast with too much trust in the promise that "no one's ever been here, so you can quell those wet fears." I want purity, i must have it here right now. But don't you get me started now.
December's chill comes late, the days get darker and we wait for this direness to pass. There are piles on the floor of artifacts from dresser drawers, and i'll help you pack.
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Post by distortion on Jun 12, 2005 14:36:40 GMT
Nine Inch Nails Hurt
I hurt myself today to see if I still feel I focus on the pain the only thing that's real the needle tears a hole the old familiar sting try to kill it all away but I remember everything
what have I become? my sweetest friend everyone I know goes away in the end you could have it all my empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt
I wear this crown of sh*t upon my liar's chair full of broken thoughts I cannot repair beneath the stains of time the feeling disappear you are someone else I am still right here
what have I become? my sweetest friend everyone I know goes away in the end
you could have it all my empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt if I could start again a million miles away I would keep myself I would find a way
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Post by Martin on Jun 12, 2005 14:47:44 GMT
We Are All Made Of Stars - Moby Growing in numbers Growing in speed Can't fight the future Can't fight what I see
People they come together People they fall apart No one can stop us now 'Cause we are all made of stars
Efforts of lovers Left in my mind I sing in the reaches We'll see what we find
People they come together People they fall apart No one can stop us now 'Cause we are all made of stars
People they come together People they fall apart No one can stop us now 'Cause we are all made of stars
Slow slow slow, come come Someone come come come Even love is goin' 'round You can't ignore what is goin' 'round
Slowly rebuilding I feel it in me Growing in numbers Growing in peace
People they come together People they fall apart No one can stop us now 'Cause we are all made of stars
People they come together People they fall apart No one can stop us now 'Cause we are all made of stars
People they come together (People they come together) People they fall apart (People they fall apart) No one can stop us now (No one can stop us now) 'Cause we are all made of stars (We are all made of stars)
We are all made of stars People they come together We are all made of stars (People they fall apart) We are all made of stars (No one can stop us now) 'Cause we are all made of stars (We are all made of stars) Alone, the lyrics to this song don't look that much. But apply the reason this song was written - The World Trade Centre disaster on September 11th 2001, and it all makes a lot more sense.
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Post by Luco El Loco on Jun 12, 2005 14:55:05 GMT
I think it is a very positive song.
That NIN one 'Hurt' is quite touching too, although I'm not entirely sure what he means in places, i.e. whether he is referring to self harm or drug abuse.
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Post by Martin on Jun 12, 2005 14:55:47 GMT
Sorry, to post another Moby track, but this one is perhaps more clear as to how the lyrics were formed. Sleep Alone - Moby as the sun was set and the pieces of light touch your hair perfect love come softly with the dawn, the dawn city once full of people desolate, is desolate we look back in to the ruins where we played
at least we were together holding hands flying through the sky at least we were together holding hands flying through the sky sky
touch your hand you touch the back of my hand so many empty nights just waiting for this, for this standing there all heading downsteam unsteady island we hear nothing, nothing
at least we were together holding hands flying through the sky at least we were together holding hands flying through the sky sky
at least we were together holding hands flying through the sky at least we were together holding hands flying through the sky at least we were together holding hands flying through the sky at least we were together holding hands flying through the sky sky
Images of World Trade Centre employees jumping out of the windows after the plane crashes into the building come to mind. It's a clever tune, and 'at least we were together, holding hands, flying through the sky' is an inspirational line.
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Post by static anonymity on Jun 15, 2005 12:58:29 GMT
The Strokes - whatever happened?
I want to be forgotten, and I don't want to be reminded. You say "please don't make this harder." No, I won't yet.
I wanna be beside her. She wanna be admired. You say "please don't make this harder." No, I won't yet.
Oh dear, is it really all true? Did they offend us and they want it to sound new? Top ten ideas for countdown shows... Whose culture is this and does anybody know? I wait and tell myself "life ain't chess," But no one comes in and yes, you're alone... You don't miss me, I know.
Oh Tennessee, what did you write? I come together in the middle of the night. Oh that's an ending that I can't write, 'cause I've got you to let me down.
I want to be forgotten, and I don't want to be reminded. You say "please don't make this harder." No, I won't yet.
I want to be beside her. She wanna be admired. You say "please don't make this harder." No, I won't yet...
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Post by static anonymity on Jun 28, 2005 0:24:23 GMT
The Delays - overlover - Someone remind me to pimp this when I'm next about please, cos it's a gorgeous track.
Lover its over so let it go This club is dead and I'm off home The taxis are bleeding they're way off track I need some sign, that you'll come back now so...
Come on, come on and make it real And feel the feelings that we feel, I'm only waiting for a song to push you into my arms And keep you there 'till morning comes
Well lover it's over the sky has drawn this day in close That we're still gone with We're watching the world as it's flags unfurl But you still escape me so
Come on, come on and make it real And feel the feelings that we feel, I'm only waiting for a song to push you into my arms And keep you there 'till morning comes
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