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New for 2003: LYRICS O' YR LIFE v 3.0

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15:21 / 13.01.03

I've been doing bugger all,
Wondering about wandering
I believe in irony
I believe in doing the ironing.

The Tansads. Can't remember the song title but it's from Up The Shirkers

15:34 / 13.01.03

Fight Test
Flaming Lips

i thought i was smart
i thought i was right
i thought it better not to fight
i thought there wwas a virtue in always being cool
so when it came time to fight
i thought i'll just step aside
and that time would prove you wrong
and you would be the fool
i dont know where the sunbeams end
and the starlight begins
it's all a mystery
oh to fight is to defend
if it's not now then tell me when
would be the time that you would stand up and be a man
for to lose i could accept
but to surrender i just wept
and regretted this moment
oh that i
i was the fool
i don't know where the sun beams end and the starlight begins
it's all a mystery and i don't know how
a man decides what's right for his own life
it's all a mystery cause i'm a man not a boy
and there are things you can't avoid
you have to face them when you're not prepared to face them
if i could i would but you're with him now
it'd do no good
i should have fought him but instead i let him
i let him take it
i don't know where the sunbeams end and the starlight begins
it's all a mystery and i don't know
how a man decides what's right for his own life
it's all a mystery

The Return Of Rothkoid

21:48 / 13.01.03

I was not woken by the rooster
nor by the crow's tough song
but the midnight cry of a blood red bird
brought this sleeplessness on

threw open the window
monlight on a black garden of thorns
and the cool wind on my sweat

what cries home
where cries from
a blood red bird lies in the woods
weeping into dead leaves
with wing torn and jutting bone

what hand bent it to bust
to be ueseless
what hand I could have done it
with two fingers

a blood red bird
a blood red bird

we can continually sink into each other
just deep enough to rip out a bit more flesh
when we move away
a scarf of skin trailing out behind

like an arrow
I was only passing through
a blood red bird
a blood red bird

-Smog, "Blood Red Bird"

12:45 / 14.01.03

Stupid me,
I deserve it, now i'm standing here all alone
Stupid me,
I'm reserving all my thoughts just for her now she's gone

She gave me her whole heart, and i threw it away
i'd practice a black art
If I thought she'd come back for just one day

Stupid me,
I'm reserving all my thoughts just for her now she's gone
I don't know what became of, her but I'll pray
she'll find true love

Oh why did I send her away?
Oh why did I send her away?
Oh why did I send her away?
Oh why did I send, oh why did I send, oh why
Did i send her away

Stupid me,
I deserve it, now i'm standing here all alone
Stupid me

Frank Black, Stupid Me

Regrettable Juvenilia

13:01 / 14.01.03

Life is unfair,
Kill yourself or get over it.

- Black Box Recorder, 'Child Psychology'

Goodness Gracious Meme

13:11 / 14.01.03

Ditto.

nice, that.

A kind of SWAA a la Luke H.

Matthew Fluxington

19:23 / 16.01.03

it's cold outside, and my hands are dry
skin is cracked, and I realize
that I hate the sound of guitars
a thousand grudging young millionaires
forcing silence, sucking sound
forced into this conversation

so I say shine!
let your planets collide
this is the darkening down of my mind
we could be making it, oiling like crime
we could be making it, staking last dimes

now if you want to sieze the sound,
you don't need a reservation

the torch is passed, it is yours to return
lay at their feet
now use it to burn
for marketing the use of the word 'generation'
a false alliance of money persuading
forcing silence, sucking sound
forced into this conversation

now if you want to sieze the sound,
you don't need a reservation

so open
so young
so target
I can smell your heart
so young
so open
so target
I can smell your heart
you're a target
you're a target
you're a target
you're a target

The Return Of Rothkoid

21:23 / 16.01.03

And when you slam
down the hammer
can you see it in your heart?
All of the rumours
keeping me grounded
I never said that they were
completely unfounded
when you slam
down the hammer
can you see it in your heart?
can you delve so low?
and when you're standing
on my fingers
can you see it in your heart?
and when you try
to break my spirit
it won't work
because there's nothing left to break
anymore
All of the rumours
keeping me grounded
I never said that they were
completely unfounded
You won't sleep
until the earth that wants me
finally has me
oh you've done it now
You won't rest
until the hearse that becomes me
finally takes me
oh you've done it now
You won't smile
until my loving mouth
is shut good and proper
FOREVER
All of the rumours
keeping me grounded
I never said that they were
completely unfounded
and all those lies
written lies, twisted lies
well, they weren't lies
they weren't lies
they weren't lies
I never said
I could have mentioned your name
I could have dragged you in
guilt by implication
by association
I've always been true to you
in my own strange way
I've always been true to you
in my own sick way
I'll always stay true to you

"Speedway" - Morrissey.

00:03 / 17.01.03

Waits...

Cold was the night, hard was the ground
They found her in a small grove of trees
Lonesome was the place where Georgia was found
She's too young to be out
on the street

Why wasn't God watching?
Why wasn't God listening?
Why wasn't God there for
Georgia Lee?

Ida said she couldn't keep Georgia
from dropping out of school
"I was doing the best that I could
but she kept runnin' away from this world—
these children are so hard to raise good"

Why wasn't God watching?
...

Close your eyes and count to ten
I will go and hide but then
be sure to find me—I want you to find me
and we'll play all over
We will play all over again

There's a toad in the witch grass
There's a crow in the corn
Wild flowers on a cross by the road
and somewhere a baby is crying for her mom
As the hills turn from green back to gold

Why wasn't God watching?
Why wasn't God listening?
Why wasn't God there for
Georgia Lee?

01:55 / 17.01.03

Just living on a Sunday morning
Got my toast and tea and I'm warm and
I just thought I'd think about
All the things to get and keep getting
Never enough not enough and never ending
I just thought I'd think about
...
And it might be

The comfort of a knowledge of a rise above the sky above
Could never parallel the challenge of an acquisition in the
Here and now, here and now

Parody of yourself in color
Giving it to everybody but your mother and
You've got much to think about
Soaring higher with every treason
Never justify, never reason
You've got much to think about
And it might be

The comfort of a knowledge of a rise above the sky above
Could never parallel the challenge of an acquisition in the
Here and now, here and now
The comfort of a knowledge of a rise above the sky above
could never parallel the challenge of an acquisition in the
Here and now, here and now
And it might be

Parody of yourself in color
Giving it to everybody but your mother and
You've got much to think about
Soaring higher with every treason
Never justify, never reason
You've got much to think about
And it might be

The comfort of a knowledge of a rise above the sky above
Could never parallel the challenge of an acquisition in the
Here and now, here and now
And it might be.

-Letters to Cleo, "Here and Now"

Regrettable Juvenilia

12:00 / 18.01.03

Every night before I go to sleep
Find a ticket, win a lottery,
Scoop the pearls up from the sea
Cash them in and buy you all the things you need

Every night before I rest my head
See those dollar bills go swirling 'round my bed
I know they're stolen, but I don't feel bad
I take that money, buy you things you never had

Oh, baby, it would mean so much to me,
Oh, baby, to buy you all the things you need for free.
I'll buy you a jet plane, baby,
Get you on a higher plane to a jet stream
And take you through the stratosphere
And check out the planets there and then take you down
Deep where it's hot, hot in Arabia, babia, then cool, cold fields of snow
And we'll roll, dream, roll, dream, roll, roll, dream, dream.
When we dream it, when we dream it, when we dream it,
We'll dream it, dream it for free, free money,
Free money, free money, free money, free money, free money, free money

Every night before I go to sleep
Find a ticket, win a lottery
Every night before I rest my head
See those dollar bills go swirling 'round my bed.

Oh, baby, it would mean so much to me,
Baby, I know our troubles will be gone
Oh, I know our troubles will be gone, goin' gone
If we dream, dream, dream for free
And when we dream it, when we dream it, when we dream it,
Let's dream it, we'll dream it for free, free money,
Free money, free money, free money,
Free money, free money, free money,
Free money, free money, free money,
Free money, free money, free money,
Free money, free money, free money,
Free money, free money, free money,
Free money, free money, free money,
Free money, free money, free money, free!

- Patti Smith, 'Free Money'

Matthew Fluxington

15:22 / 19.01.03

for JB:

baby, I'm the greatest thing you've got
in a good way, I suppose
cos exactly where you are is where I'm not

I'd rather spar
you can kick, you can cry, you can fuss
but let's rock!

baby is there time to elope?
so go and grab your brand new shoes
I've taken care of everything
why can't you know I'm tired now
baby, let's rock!

I dream about you every night
cos when I do you hold me tight
I'd love somebody like you, in my life

baby, I'm the greatest thing you've got
in a good way, I should hope
in a good way, I suppose
baby, I'm the greatest thing you've got
baby, I'm the greatest thing you've got
I've taken care of everything
I've even gone and changed all the locks
baby, let's rock!
let's ROCK!

Matthew Fluxington

16:51 / 19.01.03

just because the drown has turned into a river
just because the day's arrived
when the little things have all of a sudden gotten bigger
don't go and blow 'em up out of size

nobody needs it more than I
some may come and some may try
to say it's different, but they lie
cos no one's need is more than mine

just because your hopes have all been home delivered
and just because it's all coming right
doesn't mean that all of your presents have been given
there's still one unopened with real blood inside
just because another's words can touch you better
don't make 'em measure up to mine

nobody needs it more than I
and no one say it's otherwise

buried deep, there is a hope that I remain
so endless and boundless, you spin when you dream
buried deep, and the whole world can see
it's time that you found you can't hide it from me

nobody needs it quite like I
except maybe you could be a rock
or just confused, stupid, or blind
anyway, it could be something you'd be best off to consider

17:16 / 19.01.03

Not to be taken literally. It's just raining, dark and winter, that's all. I guess.

So this is permanence -
Love shattered pride
What once was innocence,
turned on its side
A cloud hangs over me,
marks every move
Deep in the memory,
what once was love

Oh how I've realized, I wanted time
Put into perspective,
try so hard to find
Just for one moment I thought
I'd got my way
Destiny unfolded -
watched it slip away

Excessive flash points,
beyond all reach
Solitary demands for all
I'd like to keep
Let's take a ride out,
see what we can find
Valueless collection of hopes
and past desires

I never realized the lengths
I'd have to go
All the darkest corners of a sense
I didn't know
Just for one moment -
hearing someone call
Looked beyond the day in hand
There's nothing there at all

Now that I've realized how it's
all gone wrong
Got to find some therapy -
this treatment takes too long
Deep in the heart of where
sympathy held sway
Got to find my destiny before
it gets too late

The Return Of Rothkoid

21:36 / 19.01.03

When I'm lying in my bed at night
I don't wanna grow up
Nothin' ever seems to turn out right
I don't wanna grow up.
How do you move in a world of fog
That's always changing things?
Makes me wish that I could be a dog
When I see the price that you pay
I don't wanna grow up
I don't ever wanna be that way
I don't wanna grow up.

Seems like folks turn into things
That they'd never want
The only thing to live or
Is today...
I'm gonna put a hole in my T.V. set
I don't wanna grow up
Open up the medicine chest
And I don't wanna grow up
I don't wanna have to shout it out
I don't want my hair to fall out
I don't wanna be filled with doubt
I don't wanna be a good boy scout
I don't wanna have to learn to count
I don't wanna have the biggest amount
I don't wanna grow up.

Well when I see my parents fight
I don't wanna grow up
They all go out and drinking all night
And I don't wanna grow up
I'd rather stay here in my room
Nothin'out there but sad and gloom
I don't wanna live in a big old tomb
On Grand Street

When I see the 5 o'clock news
I don't wanna grow up
Comb their hair and shine their shoes
I don't wanna grow up
Stay around in my old hometown
I don't wanna put no money down
I don't wanna get me a big old loan
Work them fingers to the bone
I don't wanna float a broom
Fall in love and get married then boom
How the hell did it get here so soon?
I don't wanna grow up

-Waits, "I Don't Wanna Grow Up"

15:03 / 20.01.03

All my sons...

First blood
Upon the sand
More soldiers damned
To die defending the honor of theives
Cos power swells
With each new well
Blackens shrines
In our holy land

All my sons
All my...

Son
Whose side you on
It's black and white
We are right so they must be wrong
And will you kill
Or will be killed
Life must be lost
If land must be won

All my sons
All my sons

Baby's on the ground
Baby's on his knees
Baby's gonna cry
Baby's gonna bleed
Centuries of waste
Centuries of greed
Mothers of the world
Are you gonna grieve

She said "You are all my sons
You are all my sons
You are all my sons..."

All my sons...

15:05 / 20.01.03

(James, BTW)

Matthew Fluxington

16:58 / 21.01.03

sacrifice for you is just flirtation
and friendship, a cold convenience
I wonder sometimes what you're made of,
is it rayon, or is it dust?
how do you calibrate your intuition?

and every single night I try to make you come alive
but you shove it right back in my face
but you, you don't see me
because you won't change
you, you don't see me

ONLY NICE THINGS

00:11 / 22.01.03

New men tend the crèche,
While home defeats by Jeunesse D’Esch
In the Looks Familiar Cup
Are rendered pointless.

Stick a burger in my mouth,
Shove a seat beneath my arse,

Buy the shirts and shorts and socks,
Win the keeper’s sweaty jocks,
Point a gun down at your foot.
Am I supposed to be at home?

Friday night and the gates are low and it’s raining
Bastard slip of a sub’s ruined my weekend.
Friday night and I just love complaining,
Guess I haven’t got anything better to do..

So you came and went,
Cause on crap three million was spent
And if Josh wants a five-man tent,
There must be forfeit.

The Return Of Rothkoid

12:35 / 22.01.03

i was born in the desert
i been down for years
jesus, come closer
i think my time is near
and i've traveled over
dry earth and floods
hell and high water
to bring you my love

climbed over mountains
traveled the sea
cast down off heaven
cast down on my knees
i've lain with the devil
cursed god above
forsaken heaven
to bring you my love

to bring you my love
to bring you my love
to bring you my love

i know he's gonna be here
you know he's gonna be here
yeah alright

forsaken heaven
cursed god above
laid with the devil
bring you my love

to bring you my love
to bring you my love
to bring you my love

Matthew Fluxington

15:08 / 23.01.03

there's aggression in the air this morning
I've got your ballerina tights around my head
in a samurai pose on the bed
...Vanessa from Queens
and the water dripping from the faucet
it's like Mardi Gras on the 12th of June
why don't you let me let me let me love you?
...Vanessa from Queens

I've got the right to fly
I'm going to show you the time of your life
I've got the rights to fly
so give it up right there now
so give it up right there now

well the avenue is in a panic
Billy C. wants to suck yr toes
it's a lovely lovely lovely way to go
...Vanessa from Kettering, that's right!

do you dude away that body?
keep the elements off and smile
you'll never have to work another day
...Vanessa from Queens

I've got the right to fly
I'm going to show you the time of your life
I've got the rights to fly
so give it up right there now
so give it up right there now

Our Lady of The Two Towers

07:59 / 25.01.03

Except it's so not...

I wish I was a girl so I'd see more tits
I wish I could jack by dipping in a pit
I only have a dick that's quite hairy
My ass is too, that's kinda scary

I wish I was a girl

I don't care about the blood, I don't care about the pain
Cos being a girl's the only thing that's on my brain
Cost being a guy is really boring
And cross dressing just isn't my thing

Some people think I might be gay
But I don't swing the other way
I just wanna be a girl so damn much
To fell my clit as it gets.........

But if I was a girl I couldn't drive no more
Cos I couldn't tell the difference between the clutch and the door
I'd get mood swings and I'd have to shave my pits
But I wouldn't really care cos I would have massive tits
I wouldn't have to put up with erections all the time
I'd get a better job when performing 69
Cos being a girl would be so cool
Cos when you cum you don't leave a pool

Mother

Why wasn't I a girl
(repeat 12 times)

Why

Chorus and out

Violent Delight. They are the people I must kill. 'Why wasn't I a girl'? That's between you and your y chromosome boy.

The Apple-Picker

14:14 / 25.01.03

in the first place it's probably just paranoia
but there's a ghost in my room
and he says i better run
it's a thing i know - it's a thing i believe in
won't you tell it to go away?

hanabius yamamura

20:01 / 25.01.03

it goes deep my love
only for you
just like an arrow

MAGNUM - just like an arrow

... to cantankor

Matthew Fluxington

20:37 / 28.01.03

for J:

I wish we should get our act together
make some sense of present tense, alright
take our time with what we find and feel it
don’t you know there’s someplace else that we can go?
billions of trees to climb

I don’t really know your taste in ceilings
I don’t know the RPM you rev
but for now I think I’ll keep on reeling
this adventure needs a little game, my friend
and it never ever ends

we’re locked into talking
a lariat knot to a Cree
a walk in the cotton
a rebel attempted to ski

we’re locked into talking
I’d rather you not than agree
to walking the cotton
a rebel attempted to ski
on gypsum slats
you can’t do that

sneaking through the ferns in Allegheny
chatting up a panda in a bar
I like wearing slippers when its raining
this attraction bleeds into a thirst
like it always does

Goodness Gracious Meme

15:05 / 04.02.03

Some people stay all alone and hide
They don't even want to know the reason why
They've given up on finding someone new
But new love comes, it's gonna come for you
When true love comes, it's gonna comfort you

[...]

Just once in a lifetime you'll realize
When love takes two, only one heart cries

But you're wrong, so wrong to be down on love
You know you're not the only one
See I've been down only love
In matters of the heart
You better know before you start
You can't get down on love
So always be prepared
To be alone and a little scared
But never down on love

You see you can't stay forever, girl
Come on, now
This ain't right baby, no
Don't you go through life livin' down on love
Don't you go through life livin' down on love

The Return Of Rothkoid

21:23 / 04.02.03

And it's a hard life
For a man with no wife
Babe, it's a hard life
God makes you live
But without it
Don't doubt it
You don't even have
Your tears to give

I wake up and I'm fine
With my dreaming still on my mind
But it don't take long you see
For the demons to come and visit me
And I've got my problems
Sometimes love don't solve them
And I end each day
In a song

And it's a hard life
For a man with no wife
Lord, it's a hard life
God makes you live
But without it
Baby, don't doubt it
You don't even have
Your tears to give

I know I'm a hard man
To live with sometimes
Maybe it ain't in me
To make you a happy wife of mine
And maybe you'll kill me
Honey, I don't blame you
If I was in your place
Maybe that's what I would do

And I ain't breathin'
Let me breathe
Let me go
Let me leave
I don't know
But I might lose
I might burn
Might need to blow a fuse

So let me go
Lay down
On my own
Let me drown
Let me go
Go where you don't know

-Hard Life, Bonny "Prince" Billy

Goodness Gracious Meme

22:00 / 04.02.03

oops, should probably have ref'd that

Foreigner - Down On Love.

All I can hear right now.

Matthew Fluxington

22:20 / 04.02.03

Laura, can't you give me some time
I've got to give myself one more chance
to be the man that I know I am
to be the man that I know I am

won't you just tell Cincinnati
I'm going to need your love
don't you give me your love?
don't you give me your?

Simone, Simone, where is your love?
don't you give me your love?
don't you give me your
Simone, Simone, where is your love?
don't you give me your love?
don't you give me your

Goodness Gracious Meme

22:36 / 04.02.03

You got a way of drawing attention to you
You know you stand out in a crowd
But the way that you play
With any man's affections
Should never be allowed
See I consider myself
The one who will show you
I'd go as far as to say
Girl, I ain't leaving here without you
But you better understand
There's only one rule in this game we're gonna play

And that's reaction to action
Maybe like a word that would thrill me
I need reaction to action
One look that would kill me
Give me reaction to action
It's getting late I'd better make a definite move
Reaction to action

00:26 / 05.02.03

they say it's murder on your folk career
to make a rock record with the disappeared
we'll let the police helicopters pull stereos out of the lake
there is not an image that i must defend
there are no art forms now just capitalism
so send the national guard to the mall of america
and they can dress dead bodies up in tight designer jeans
diesel! prada! it looks good. it looks good, yeah it does.
i'm gonna lie down with the common sound
i'm gonna bury my blues so it's never found
i'm gonna learn to pay attention to the television sets
and if my sadness needs a catalyst
i'll just uncover my eyes, so much stimulus
and at the shopping epicenter i have an agoraphobic fit
so buy a fountain soda, put some sugar on my tongue
i'll wake up and write some songs with no soul
with no soul

-desaparacidos, "mall of america"

(i'm just a little cranky about living in small-town america right now, is all.)

01:07 / 06.02.03

F.U.

It is seven
And you put on your make-up
It is eight
And he's waiting, 'cos you're late
Quarter past
And you wash the places
I'll never know again
Quarter past
And you wash
For some stranger's hands

And I am dying
Sixty seconds every minute
On my fingers
I still taste it
Yes, these hands are lonely
These hands are wasted
I die alone, and in slo-mo
Because I got what I wanted.

Gone forever to a safer place than I'll
Ever be, with better luck and bluer
Eyes than me, to some place with
Better luck and handsome hands
So "forever" is gone
And forever was wrong
Forever was too long

And in the morning when I wake up
I say a little prayer
And in the evening when I wake up
I say a little prayer
For you...

("F.U.", from Pioneer Sountracks, by JACK. Too Pure Records, 1996.)

01:50 / 06.02.03

And while I'm about it...

Came home tonight
I felt like I'd died of loneliness
Strange to think, popularity
Looking for a simple life
Life ain't simple
I'm tired and sick but I
Don't want to be alone

Go to a party
But I don't really want to
And now I'm sitting out here on your porch
Riding in the dark air
Listening to
My little black cat
Miaow

Trying to vent some of the terrible passion
That's coursing through me
Something about you
Something about spending the afternoon
Asleep in your arms

I hate you.

Fucker.

("Fucker" by Eels, from "Novocaine For The Soul" CD single, 1997, Dreamworks)

01:59 / 06.02.03

Just read the above back and realised it doesn't look all that good written down. Trust me, search it out, it's the combination of guitar and fuzztone electric piano that makes it. In the meantime let's try another off the same single...

Are you one of the beautiful people?
Is my name on your list?
Wanna be of the beautiful people
Wanna feel like I'm missed

Hey you with the walkie-talkie
I know my clothes are not right
Wish I had my own walkie-talkie
That'd reach to God every night

Everyone needs to be somebody
Everyone needs to find someone who...cares
But I don't know if you know what I mean 'cause I
I'm never on your list

Are you one of the beautiful people?
Am I on the wrong track?
Sometimes it feels like I'm made out of eggshells
And it feels like I'm gonna crack

Everyone needs to be somebody
Everyone needs to find someone who...cares
But I don't know if you know what I mean 'cause I
I'm never on your list
I'm never on your list
I'm never on your list.

"Guest List", by Eels, see above.

13:50 / 06.02.03

Cities, buildings falling down
Satellites come crashing down
I see them falling out the skies like eagles
All mirrored glass and shattered egos...

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