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New for 2003: LYRICS O' YR LIFE v 3.0

  
  

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Cat Chant
19:51 / 09.03.03
I treated you like radium,
I treated you like God.
You were my glass menagerie.
Did you not find that odd?

- Magnetic Fields.
 
 
Mazarine
00:23 / 10.03.03
This song has yet to fail to cheer me up.

Gonna make my move
Gonna make it stay
Gonna make it last
Nevermind the past
Living for today

Hey, hey
You know what you want me to say
Right, right
Fight, fight
We can start a glorious day

Gonna take my chance
Gonna rock and dance
Gonna hit the ground
With a brand new sound
Looking for romance

Hey, hey
You know what you want me to say
Right, right
Fight, fight
We can start a glorious day

Glorious children on my mind
Glorious wastings of my time
Glorious plans we make up
Forcing things in line

Hey, hey
You know what you want me to say
Right, right
Fight, fight
We can start a glorious day

Glorious children on my mind
Glorious wastings of my time
Glorious plans we make up
Forcing things in life

Gonna rock it out
Gonna scream and shout

Gonna do it right
Standing in the light
Perchin' on the clouds

Gonna do it right
Standing in the light
Perchin' on the clouds

Gonna do it right
Standing in the light
Perchin' on the clouds

Hey

-Weezer "Glorious Day"
 
 
Goodness Gracious Meme
01:33 / 10.03.03
Yeah, I heard a funny thing
Somebody said to me
You know that I could be in love with almost everyone
I think that people are
The greatest fun


-Love - Alone Again Or.
 
 
Regrettable Juvenilia
12:10 / 10.03.03
Uptown again
Throw me a bone
Feelin' surrounded
I've never done so well alone

Baby, untie me now
I'm ready to get down
Get down and move around
Baby, you cry too much
I'm tired of the sound
Yer such a baby
Baby, baby, baby
Baby, baby, baby

- the Afghan Whigs, 'Uptown Again'
 
 
Icicle
16:23 / 10.03.03
how did it go so fast
you'll say as we are looking back
and then we'll understand
we held gold dust
in our hands
Tori Amos - Gold Dust
 
 
slinkyvagabond
17:17 / 10.03.03
"....and i say oh bird we have to tell them as they turn and ignore us
the only heroes we have are written now before usand the only angel who sees us watches through each others' eyes...."

Ricki Lee Jones "We Belong Together"...wind me up and watch me go, I am in love again...I love this thread! Thanks!
 
 
Fist Fun
10:35 / 13.03.03
You are beautiful no matter what they say
Words can't bring you down
You are beautiful in every single way
Yes, words can't bring you down
Don't you bring me down today...

Can't live my life with no rhythm or rhyme
Done enough chilling got to organise my time
You now see I ain't standing still
Just watch me now I've got a lifetime to fill
'Cos I'm buzzing
Yeah jump up, jump up cos you know we're buzzing
Any time we come we shock and sting

We come out the tunnel not twisted nor bitter.
 
 
Matthew Fluxington
13:59 / 13.03.03
at the music heist
I met the gourmet man
with alluminum lungs
sucks out all he can
he sees the whole world go flip
in a stunt bug style
cos he's a parasite
with a cellulite pile
well, he can smile!

cos this is the music
movin' on, we're movin' on!
hey, this is the music!
movin' on, we're movin' on!

with sticky eyes and sticky bones
you get no time on your own
you get a dose and a ghost
you get it coast to coast
now you dye your hair black
get Satan tattooed on your back
you pierce yourself with a Coke can
and rub yourself with fake tan
now you're in the band

cos this is the music
movin' on, we're movin' on!
hey, this is the music!
movin' on, we're movin' on!
no matter how low, there's always further to go
when you're movin' on, you're movin' on
no matter how low, there's always somewhere to go
movin on, we're movin' on
won't be long before we're gone

hey, this is the music!
movin' on, we're movin' on!
yeah, this is the music!
movin' on, we're movin' on!
no matter how low, there's always further to go
movin' on, you're movin' on
no matter how low, there's always further to go
 
 
Matthew Fluxington
14:48 / 14.03.03
how far you go
and what you say
will never keep
the tides away

cut a window in through a wall
hello? hello? hello hello? hello?
hello hello?

if madness comes, so much the better
touché
if madness comes, so much the better
touché

a wicked weed, a logic creep
I need water and a seat
a cup of snow
a snowflake kid
heat is coming up off the grid

if madness comes, so much the better
touché
if madness comes, so much the better
touché

explosive laugh, I cannot dodge your draft
because the air is like perfume from Vikings

hanging with the Brown/Rice clique
Tennyson and politics
blahblahblahblahblahaaaaahaaaaaaah!

if madness comes, so much the better
touché
if madness comes, so much the better
touché

grass grows warped
shade of the country court
I know you want that spawn
just to your liking
 
 
Regrettable Juvenilia
15:39 / 15.03.03
When boys are just eleven they begin to grow in height at a faster rate than they have done before
They develop curiosity and start to fantasize about the things they have never thought of doing before
These dreams are no more harmful than the usual thoughts that boys have of becoming football stars or millionaires
As long as the distinction between fantasy and fiction remains
It's just a nature walk

It's just the facts of life
There's no masterplan
Walk me home from school
I'll let you hold my hand
You're getting ideas
And when you sleep at night
They develop into sweet dreams
It's just the facts of life

A boy sits by the telephone, wanting to call a girl, but not daring to because she might say no
At last he summons up the courage, phones her and discovers someone else has asked her first and she's said yes
Now's time to deal with the fear of being rejected, no-one gets through life without being hurt
At this point the boy who's listening to this song is probably saying that it's easier said than done, and it's true

It's just the facts of life
There's no masterplan
Walk me home from school
I'll let you hold my hand
You're getting ideas
And when you sleep at night
They develop into sweet dreams
It's just the facts of life

Small-town dating differs from more urban situations, in particular if there's few places to go
Adolescents normally gather in a cafe or an arcade, if they have to almost anywhere will do
A family car, a disused coalmine, a rowing boat or a shed
Experimentation, familiarization
It's all a nature walk

It's just the facts of life
There's no masterplan
Walk me home from school
I'll let you hold my hand
You're getting ideas
And when you sleep at night
They develop into sweet dreams
It's just the facts of life

It's just the facts of life
Sweet dreams develop into ideas
There's no master plan
Ideas develop into sweet dreams
Walk me home from school
Sweet dreams develop into ideas
I'll let you hold my hand
You're getting ideas
Sweet dreams develop into ideas
And when you sleep at night
Ideas develop into sweet dreams
They develop into sweet dreams
Sweet dreams develop into ideas
It's just the facts of life

Sweet dreams develop into ideas, ideas develop into sweet dreams
Sweet dreams develop into ideas, ideas develop into sweet dreams

- Black Box Recorder, 'The Facts Of Life'
 
 
lentil
10:07 / 17.03.03
I wouldn't normally be this cocky, but I had some very good news this weekend so am allowing myself a dose of self-aggrandisement:

People, people, come on and check it now
You see the mic in my hand, come watch me wreck it now
What is a party if the crew ain't there?
(what's your name kid?)
Call me Guru, that's my man Premier
Now many attempts have been made to hold us back
Slander the name, and withhold facts
But I'm the type of brother with much more game
I got a sure aim
And if I find you're to blame
You can bet you'll be exterminated, taken out, done
It doesn't matter how many they go as easy as just one
Bust one round in the air for this here
'Cause this year, suckers are going nowhere
'Cause my street style and intelligence level
Makes me much more than just an angry rebel
I'm gifted, unlimited, rhymes universal
MCs that ain't equipped get flipped in my circle
I'm aiming on raining on
Those bitch-ass chumps
'Cause their rhymes don't flow
And their beats don't pump
And niggas better know I paid my dues and shit
About to blow the fuck up 'cause I refuse to quit
I'm out to get the props that are rightfully mine
Yeah me and the crew think it's about that time
But on the d-l you know the Gangstarr will conquer
That's why you stare and point, and others cling on to
My Nautica, asking for a hook up
Well sorry but my schedule is all booked up
Nobody put me on, I made it up the hard way
Look out for my people but you suckers can parlay
'Cause it's business kid, this ain't no free-for-all
You have to wait your turn, you must await your call
So now (now)
It is my duty to
Eliminate and subtract all of the booty crews
And suckers should vacate
Before I get irate
And I'll kick your can
From here to Japan
With force you can't withstand 'cause I'm the motherfucking man
 
 
STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK
10:20 / 17.03.03
When, when we were young
We had no history
So nothing to lose
Meant we could choose
Choose what we wanted then
Without any fear
Or thought of revenge

But then we grew older
And I lost my ambition
And I gained an addiction
To drink and depression
They are mine
My only true friends
And I keep them with me
To the very end

I'd choose not to remember
But I miss your arrogance
And I need your intelligence
And your hate for authority
But now you're gone
I read it today
They found you in Spain
Face down in the street
With a bottle in your hand
And a wild smile on your face
And a knife in your back
You died in a foreign land

And they found my letter
Rolled up in your pocket
Where I said I'd kill myself
If she left me again
So now she's gone
And you're both in my mind
I got one thing to say
Before I am drunk again:

God damn the sun
God damn the sun
God damn anyone
Who says a kind word
God damn the sun
God damn the sun
God damn the light it shines
And this world it shows
God damn the sun

God Damn The Sun Swans
 
 
Icicle
11:42 / 17.03.03
war
what is it good for?
absolutely nothing
 
 
Icicle
11:43 / 17.03.03
war
what is it good for?
absolutely nothing
 
 
Baz Auckland
14:38 / 17.03.03
Yankee soldier
He wanna shoot some skag
He met it in Cambodia
But now he can't afford a bag

Yankee dollar talk
To the dictators of the world
In fact it's giving orders
An' they can't afford to miss a word

I'm so bored with the U...S...A...
But what can I do?

Yankee detectives
Are always on the TV
'Cos killers in America
Work seven days a week

Never mind the stars and stripes
Let's print the Watergate Tapes
I'll salute the New Wave
And I hope nobody escapes

I'm so bored with the U...S...A...
But what can I do?

Move up Starsky
For the C.I.A.
Suck on Kojak
For the USA

- The Clash, I'm So Bored With The USA
 
 
Jack Fear
15:44 / 18.03.03
Strikes across the frontier and strikes for higher wage
Planet lurches to the right as ideologies engage
Suddenly it's repression, moratorium on rights
What did they think the politics of panic would invite?
Person in the street shrugs -- "Security comes first"
But the trouble with normal is, it always gets worse
The trouble with normal is, it always gets worse

(Bruce Cockburn. Motherfucker wrote this twenty years ago.)
 
 
The Natural Way
16:47 / 18.03.03
The wild dogs cry out in the night
As they grow restless longing for some solitary company
I know that I must do what's right
Sure as Kilimanjaro rises like Olympus above the Serengeti
I seem to cure what's deep inside, frightened of this thing that I've become

It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Africa
Gonna take some time to do the things we never haaaaad, ahooohoooo!

Toto - Africa

I just loved the idea of being sooo coked up in LA or wherever it's like: "Africa, Man! Africa! What about those fuckin' people in Africa, maaan?!? They're starving! I bless the rain! Uh-huh, yeah! The tribal drums on the desert sands..dogs at night...urrgh.... Those people, man! Those people...."

So impassioned. So powerful and moving.
 
 
Jack Fear
17:00 / 18.03.03
Heh.

And. in fact, heh again.
 
 
Baz Auckland
23:50 / 18.03.03
Twenty,twenty,twenty-four hours to go
I want to be sedated.

gah.
 
 
Regrettable Juvenilia
13:44 / 19.03.03
Woke up this morning
Got yourself a gun,
Your always said you’d be
The Chosen One

She said: You’re One in a million
You’ve got to burn to shine,
But you were born under a bad sign,
With a blue moon in your eyes

Woke up this morning
All that love had gone,
Your never told you
About right and wrong

But you’re
But you’re looking good, baby,
I believe that you’re a feeling fine, shame about it,
Born under a bad sign
With a blue moon in your eyes
Sing it now

Woke up this morning
Got a blue moon in your eyes
Woke up this morning...

You see you woke up this morning
The world turned upside down, Lord above,
Thing’s ain’t been the same
Since the blues walked into town

But you’re
But you’re one in a million
Cos you’ve got that shotgun shine, shame about it,
Born under a bad sign,
With a blue moon in your eyes
So sing it now

Woke up this morning
Got yourself a gun
Got yourself a gun
Got yourself a gun.
 
 
Matthew Fluxington
14:08 / 19.03.03
two little Hitlers will fight it out until
one little Hitler does the other one's will
 
 
STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK
16:31 / 19.03.03
Today as you listen to this song
Another 394,000 children were born into this world
They break like waves of hunger and desire upon these eroded shores
Carrying the curses of history
But a history yet unwritten
The oil burns in thick black columns
The buzzsaws echo through the forest floors
They shout "Give us our fair share,
Give us justice"

Here comes the war

Put out the lights on the ages of reason!

And on a grey morning to the south of here
Two young men in makeshift uniforms peer into the misty light
And visions dart behind the trees
As the crack of rifle rounds echoes out across the fields
Well they hardly know their sacred mother tongue
But they recognise their duty to defend the flag
Hanging limp and bloody above the village church
While a thousand miles away
In a warehouse complex down by the river
Young money men play paintball games

Here comes the war

Put out the lights on the age of reason!

So blow out the candles
Tell us another of those great stories
The ones about serial killers
These dreams flow into savage times
We hear the sirens screaming out across the city
We had three hot nights in succession
And the riot season is here again
Dear Lord, lead us back into the valley of the shadow of Death

Here comes the war

Did you think we were born in peaceful times?

Faster, faster
A whirling Dervish spinning round
Faster, faster
The centre cannot hold
Like a whirling Dervish spinning, spinning
Faster, faster, faster, faster
Faster, faster
You said "Give us liberty or give us death!"
Now you've got both, what do you want next?

Here comes the war

Put out the lights on the age of reason

("Here Comes The War", New Model Army)
 
 
that
04:51 / 21.03.03
Green Day 'Good Riddance (Time of your life)'

Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road.
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go.
So make the best of this test, and don't ask why.
It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time.
It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind.
Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time.
Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial.
For what it's worth, it was worth all the while.
It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
 
 
Matthew Fluxington
15:06 / 21.03.03
come on,
come on.
you think you'll drive me crazy
well
come on,
come on.
you and whose army?
you and your cronies
come on,
come on.
Holy Roman Empire
come on, if you think
come on, if you think you can take us on
you can take us on
you and whose army?
you and your cronies

you forget so easy.

we ride tonight
we ride tonight
ghost horses
 
 
Icicle
10:24 / 23.03.03
We don't need no education
We dont need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the classroom
Teachers leave them kids alone
Hey! Teachers! Leave them kids alone!
All in all it's just another brick in the wall.
All in all you're just another brick in the wall.

We don't need no education
We dont need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the classroom
Teachers leave them kids alone
Hey! Teachers! Leave them kids alone!
All in all it's just another brick in the wall.
All in all you're just another brick in the wall.

"Wrong, Do it again!"
"If you don't eat your meat, you can't have any pudding.
How can you have any pudding if you don't eat your meat?"
"You! Yes, you behind the bikesheds, stand still laddie"

Pink Floyd-Another Brick in the Wall
 
 
Icicle
10:24 / 23.03.03
We don't need no education
We dont need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the classroom
Teachers leave them kids alone
Hey! Teachers! Leave them kids alone!
All in all it's just another brick in the wall.
All in all you're just another brick in the wall.

We don't need no education
We dont need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the classroom
Teachers leave them kids alone
Hey! Teachers! Leave them kids alone!
All in all it's just another brick in the wall.
All in all you're just another brick in the wall.

"Wrong, Do it again!"
"If you don't eat your meat, you can't have any pudding.
How can you have any pudding if you don't eat your meat?"
"You! Yes, you behind the bikesheds, stand still laddie"

Pink Floyd-Another Brick in the Wall
 
 
Mazarine
23:42 / 23.03.03
Hey, I said you're godless and, it seems like you're a souless friend.
As thoughtless as you were back then,
I swear that you are godless.
Hey, I guess you're lonely when, I gave you all it took so then,
Stranger then it's ever been.
I guess it's what you wanted.
They conceived, how lonely I would be.
I beg, I plead, but this is all that I have gotten.
Hey, as for the day my friend,
To hope that you could ever bend.
I swear you are, I swear you are, I swear,
That you are godless.

Hey I said you're godless, hey and you're a souless friend.
Hey I said you're thoughtless, and I swear, I swear.
Godless, godless, god. You're godless.

-The Dandy Warhols, "Godless"
 
 
The Return Of Rothkoid
00:38 / 24.03.03
Since U been gone I can do whatever I want
I can see whomever I choose
I can eat my dinner in a fancy restaurant
but nothing
I said nothing can take away these blues,
'cos nothing compares
nothing compares 2 U

Yes, I hate the 133t component, too. But... sigh.
 
 
Olulabelle
20:18 / 24.03.03
Elbow, Any day now.

What's go into me?
Can't believe myself
Must be someone else
Must be someone else
Must be

Any day now
How's about getting out of this place
Any ways
Got a lot of spare time
Some of my youth
And all of my senses on overdrive

(repeat)

What's got into me?
Can't believe myself.

Any day now
How's about getting out of this place
Any ways
Got a lot of spare time
Some of my youth
And all of my senses on overdrive

(repeat)

Don't play Coltrane you will sleep at the wheel
Eyes on horizon
Don't sleep at the wheel

(repeat)

It's a lot of 'repeat' though...
 
 
Baz Auckland
22:17 / 24.03.03
Oh I marched to the battle of New Orleans
At the end of the early British war
The young land started growing
The young blood started flowing
But I ain't marchin' anymore

For I've killed my share of Indians
In a thousand different fights
I was there at the Little Big Horn
I heard many men lying
I saw many more dying
But I ain't marchin' anymore

It's always the old to lead us to the war
It's always the young to fall
Now look at all we've won with the sabre and the gun
Tell me is it worth it all

For I stole California from the Mexican land
Fought in the bloody Civil War
Yes I even killed my brother
And so many others
And I ain't marchin' anymore

For I marched to the battles of the German trench
In a war that was bound to end all wars
Oh I must have killed a million men
And now they want me back again
But I ain't marchin' anymore

For I flew the final mission in the Japanese sky
Set off the mighty mushroom roar
When I saw the cities burning
I knew that I was learning
That I ain't marchin' anymore

Now the labor leader's screamin' when they close the missile plants,
United Fruit screams at the Cuban shore,
Call it "Peace" or call it "Treason,"
Call it "Love" or call it "Reason,"
But I ain't marchin' any more.

- Phil Ochs, I ain't marchin' anymore

okay, it's not my life, per se, but it's a good song right now nonetheless
 
 
The Return Of Rothkoid
02:31 / 25.03.03
Look on down from the bridge
There's still fountains down there
Look on down from the bridge
It's still raining, up here

Everybody seems so far away from me
Everybody just wants to be free
Look away from the sky
It's no different when you're leaving home

I can't be the same thing to you now
I'm just gone, just gone
How could I say goodbye
How could I say goodbye
Goodbye

Maybe I'll just place my hands over you
And close my eyes real tight
There's a light in your eyes
And you know--yeah, you know
Look on down from the bridge
I'm still waiting for you

-Mazzy Star, "Look On Down From The Bridge"
 
 
Matthew Fluxington
16:02 / 06.04.03
absolve, absolve, absolve
you spent the better part of the day
waiting for the wave to hit our side of town
absolve, absolve, absolve
I wash my hands of the stuff of legends
and wonders of the horizons
I hear it's all just a horizontal myth
so stop your cruise and start your criticizing
indulge yourself, for once feel medium between them
goddamn your eyes
they just had to be twin prizes waiting for the sun
goddamn your eyes
they just had to be twin prizes waiting for the sun
they just had to be twin prizes waiting for the sun

see them sporting those eagle iron-ons
you make you swear never to wear
why did you spend the 90s cowering?
why did you spend the 90s cowering?
and they're singing those inspirationals you penned back in 72
and the hotels of choice are now toasting your voice
as the spies ring out "what's another word for sacrament?"

the world woke up one day to proclaim
"thou shalt not take part in or make bad art"
in these tough tough times friends like mine
would rather dash than dine on the bones of what's thrown to them
when a wave of her wand has us back at the pond
taking notes for a crooked underground

the world woke up one day to proclaim
"thou shalt not make or take part in the bad arts"
you see, the singer sold us out
the guitarist lost his clout
when signs become impure again
the crowd doesn't know where or when
to let it all hang out

you've got the spirit
don't lose the feeling
you've got the spirit
don't lose the feeling
you've got the spirit
don't lose the feeling...
 
 
Matthew Fluxington
22:14 / 06.04.03
all of my heroes did dope
every nigga round me playin' married
or payin' child support
I can't cope
never made no sense to me one day I hope it will
and that's that, sport, sport
pray I live to see the day when Seven's happily married
with kids, woe woe
the world is movin fast and I'm losin' my balance
no time to dig, low low
to a place where ain't nowhere to go but up
ya wit me?
say shiiit, sho sho
now let me ask ya'll this:

don't everybody like the smell of gasoline?
well, burn motherfucka burn American dreams
don't everybody like the taste of apple pie?
we'll snap for your slice of life I'm tellin' ya why
I hear that mother nature's now on birth control
the coldest pimp be looking for somebody to hold
the highway up to Heaven got a crook on the toll
youth full of fire ain't got nowhere to go nowhere to go
 
 
The Return Of Rothkoid
12:58 / 07.04.03
My head is spinning round
My heart is in my shoes, yeah
I went and set the Thames on fire,
Oh, now I must come back down
She's laughing in her sleeve boys,
I can feel it in my bones
Oh, but anywhere I'm gonna lay my head,
I'm gonna call my home

Well I see that the world is upside-down
Seems that my pockets were filled up with gold
And now the clouds, well they've covered over
And the wind is blowing cold
Well I don't need anybody, because I learned, I learned to be alone
Well I said anywhere, anywhere, anywhere I lay my head, boys
Well I gonna call my home

"Anywhere I Lay My Head", Tom Waits
 
 
The Jungle Keeper's Old Smoky Pipe, Haunted by The Black Dog Spirit
18:54 / 08.04.03
Eu não sou da sua rua,
Eu não sou o seu vizinho.
Eu moro muito longe, sozinho.

Estou aqui de passagem.

Eu não sou da sua rua,
Eu não falo a sua língua,
Minha vida é diferente da sua.

Estou aqui de passagem.

Esse mundo não é meu,
Esse mundo não é seu.


- Marisa Monte, "Eu Não Sou da sua Rua"

brazilian song... perfect for the barbelith moment of my life.
 
  

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