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2004: The Lyrics O Yr Life!

 
  

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Regrettable Juvenilia
20:39 / 03.02.04
When you grow up
Livin' like a good boy oughta
And your mama
Takes a shine to her best son
Something different
All the girls they seem to like you
'Cause you're handsome
Like to talk and a whole lot of fun

But now your girl's gone a missin' and your house has got an empty bed
The folks'll wonder 'bout the wedding
They won't listen to a word you said

We're gonna take your mama out all night
Yeah, we'll show her what it's all about
We'll get her jacked up on some cheap champagne
We'll let the good times all roll out
And if the music ain't good, well it's just too bad
We're gonna sing along no matter what
Because the dancers don't mind at the New Orleans
If you tip 'em and they make a cut

Do it!
Take your mama out all night!
So she'll have no doubt that we're doing oh the best we can
We're gonna do it!
Take your mama out all night!
You can stay up late 'cause baby you're a full grown man

It's a struggle
Livin' like a good boy oughta
In the summer
Watchin' all the girls pass by
When your mama
Heard the way that you'd been talking
I tried to tell you
That all she'd wanna do is cry

Now we end up takin' the long way home
Lookin' overdressed wearin' buckets of stale cologne
It's so hard to see the streets on a country road
When your glasses in the garbage and your Continental's just been towed

We're gonna take your mama out all night
Yeah, we'll show her what it's all about
We'll get her jacked up on some cheap champagne
We'll let the good times all roll out
And if the music ain't good, well it's just too bad
We're gonna sing along no matter what
Because the dancers don't mind at the New Orleans
If you tip 'em and they make a cut

Do it!
Take your mama out all night!
So she'll have no doubt that we're doing oh the best we can
We're gonna do it!
Take your mama out all night!
You can stay up late 'cause baby you're a full grown man!

- Scissor Sisters, 'Take Your Mama'
 
 
40%
20:53 / 04.02.04
It all began with the bright light
The bright light and the noise
The chaos of the senses and the scream of desire
Touching and being touched
A million loose ends to tie up
Ticking of the clock and the cradle rock

The colours stand still, and then they move around
Comin' in and out of focus upside down
Empty winter trees
How space feels
Love of the soft ... the flowers and the sky

One fine day the chaos subsides
Bleeds into awareness and a lifetime of surprise
The beauty of your mothers eyes
The pain when you fall
You drink it in and marvel at it all
But you never really figure it out

You get used to it

The babble of the family and the dumb TV
Roar of the traffic and the thunder of jets
Chemicals in the water
Drugs in the food
The heat of the kitchen and the beat of the system

The attitude of authority
The laws and the rules
Hit me square in the face, first morning at school
The heroes and the zeroes
The first love of my life
When to kiss and to kick and to keep your head down
When they're choosing the sides

I was never any good at it
I was terrified most of the time
I never got over it

I got used to it...


...The greed and the missiles
Exploding somewhere every day
Hideous dark secrets under the sea and in holes in the ground
The cold war's gone
But those bastards'll find us another one
They're here to protect you, don't you know?
So get used to it
Get used to it!

The clash of religions and the loaded prayers
Information, the face of starvation and the state of the nation
The sense that it's useless and the fear to try
Not believing the leaders, the media that feed us
Living with the big lie

You get used to it
Get used to it!
It's okay, I got used to it

Living With the Big Lie, Marillion
 
 
Isalie
09:57 / 05.02.04
I don't know how to break the news but it's
Pretty clear you'll be asked to choose between
What you lack and what you excuse in this
Tug of war

You can't say that they didn't warn you
Though you'd rather that they just ignored you
'Cause your devices are not working for you
Anymore

What you want
You don't know
You're with stupid now

============

From wall to wall inside the room
The converstion spews and grooves
You say hello and smile to much
A swerve of interest
Slow the blood rush

It keeps me staring eary mornings
Focused on the freezing pouring
Conversations fragrence free
Sabatours just honesty

Say your up and your alone
Alure of static on the pay phone
I'm not in synch with all the trends
I'll drown upon those words in the end

(or at least that what it sounded like...)
===========
 
 
r
21:05 / 07.02.04
Inner breathlessness, outer restlessness
By the time I caught up to freedom I was out of breath
Grandma asked me what I'm running for
I guess I'm out for the same thing the sun is sunning for
What mothers birth their youngens for
And some say Jesus coming for

For all I know the earth is spinning slow
Suns at half mast 'cause masses ain't aglow
On bended knee, prostrate before an altar tree
I've made the forest suit me
Tables and chairs
Papers and prayers
Matter versus spirit
A metal ladder
A wooden cross
A plastic bottle of water
A mandala encased in glass
A spirit encased in flesh
Sound from shaped hollows
The thickest of mucus released from heightened passion
A man that cries in his sleep
A truth that has gone out of fashion
A mode of expression
A paint splattered wall
A carton of cigarettes
A bouquet of corpses
A dying forest
A nurtured garden
A privatized prison
A candle with a broken wick
A puddle that reflects the sun
A piece of paper with my name on it
I'm surrounded
I surrender
All

All that I am I have been
All I have been has been a long time coming
I am becoming all that I am

The spittle that surrounds the mouth-piece of the flute
Unheard, yet felt
A gathered wetness
A quiet moisture
Sound trapped in a bubble
Released into wind
Wind fellows and land merchants
We are history's detergent
Water soluble light particles, articles of cleansing breath
Articles amending death

These words are not tools of communication
They are shards of metal
Dropped from eight story windows
They are waterfalls and gas leaks
Aged thoughts rolled in tobacco leaf
The tools of a trade
Barbers barred, barred of barters
Catch phrases and misunderstandings
But they are not what I feel when I am alone
Surrounded by everything and nothing
And there isn't a word or phrase to be caught
A verse to be recited
A man to defile my being in those moments
I am blankness, the contained center of an "O"
The pyramidic containment of an "A"
I stand in the middle of all that I have learned
All that I have memorized
All that I've known by heart
Unable to reach any of it

There is no sadness
There is no bliss
It is a forgotten memory
A memorable escape route that only is found by not looking
There, in the spine of the dictionary the words are worthless
They are a mere weight pressing against my thoughtlessness
But then, who else can speak of thoughtlessness with such confidence
Who else has learned to sling these ancient ideas
like dead rats held by their tails
so as not to infect this newly oiled skin
I can think of nothing heavier than an airplane
I can think of no greater conglomerate of steel and metal
I can think of nothing less likely to fly
There are no wings more weighted
I too have felt a heaviness
The stare of man guessing at my being

Yes I am homeless
A homeless man making offerings to the after-future
Sculpting rubber tree forests out of worn tires and shoe soles

A nation unified in exhale
A cloud of smoke
A native pipe ceremony
All the gathered cigarette butts piled in heaps
Snow covered mountains
Lipsticks smeared and shriveled
Offerings to an afterworld
Tattoo guns and plastic wrappers
Broken zippers and dead eyed dolls

It's all overwhelming me, oak and elming me
I have seen a forest of myself
Litter books from tall trees
It matters not what this paper be made of
Give me notebooks made of human flesh
Dried on steel hooks and nooses
Make uses of use, uses of us
It's all overwhelming me, oak and elming me

I have seen a forest of myself
Litter books from tall trees
On bended knee
Prostrate before an altar tree
I've made the forest suit me

Tables and chairs
Papers and prayers
Matter vs. spirit.

Through meditation
I program my heart to beat breakbeats and hum basslines on exhalation

FROM "RELEASE" BY BLACKALICIOUS----Eat some shrooms and listen to the "Blazing Arrow" album.
 
 
bigsunnydavros
18:36 / 08.02.04
I never know which version I'm going to be
I seem to have so many choices open to me

It's not hard to see another unique event
When you miss the beginning and you miss the end

I've got forty versions all dying to get the part
And so with a change of mind comes a change of heart

A total eclipse arrives now and Niagara Falls
No loss of blood yet and no further calls

I never know which version I'm going to be
I get the feeling my mind is deceiving me

In between are where only edges can be seen of the spaces

('40 Versions' - by Wire)
 
 
Papess
19:23 / 08.02.04
Are you aware of what you make me feel, baby
Right now I feel invisible to you, like I'm not real
Didn't you feel me lock my arms around you
Why'd you turn away?
Here's what I have to say
I was left to cry there, waiting outside there
Burning with a lost stare
That's when I decided

Why should I care
'Cuz you weren't there when I was scared
I was so alone
You, you need to listen
I'm starting to trip, I'm losing my grip
And I'm in this thing alone

Am I just some chick you place beside you to take somebody's place
When you turn around can you recognize my face
You used to love me, you used to hug me
But that wasn't the case
Everything wasn't okay
I was left to cry there, waiting outside there
Burning with a lost stare
That's when I decided

Why should I care
'Cuz you weren't there when I was scared
I was so alone
You, you need to listen
I'm starting to trip, I'm losing my grip
And I'm in this thing alone

Crying out loud
I'm crying out loud
Crying out loud
I'm crying out loud

Open your eyes
Open up wide
Why should I care
'Cuz you weren't there when I was scared
I was so alone

Why should I care
'Cuz you weren't there when I was there
I was so alone
Why should I care
If you don't care then I don't care
We're not going anywhere

Why should I care
'Cuz you weren't there when I was there
I was so alone
Why should I care
If you don't care then I don't care
We're not going anywhere
 
 
Persephone
23:08 / 20.02.04
I am trying to read your mind
We have stopped to smell the roses
I am trying not to lose mine
the roses on my mind

You are going to break my heart
I can see it in your eyes
And I can feel it when the rain starts
falling with my heart

I will watch the rain fall harder
I will stay and you will go
I won't beg and I won't barter
I won't say I told you so

You are stringing me along
You'll pretend that you're not going
try and comfort me but you're gone
and there's another song
this is better after all
I will keep the holey sweater
tend the roses when the leaves fall
it's better after all

I am trying to read your mind
You are going to break my heart
You are stringing me along
and this is better after all
This is better after all
It's better after all
 
 
STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK
14:53 / 22.02.04
Concentration camp beauty queen
TV dating, the American dream
So romantic when I can't stay clean
My favourite makeup is getting hard to find
But I don't mind

My hair is greasy but my vision's clear
I know exactly what's happening here
These fascist parasites have crawled into my head
And I'm stuck in bed

Home sweet home-
I got carpet on the floor
And a gun by every door
And I am free
I'm free to live my life in constant fear
I got food in my garage
My garage is very large
My kingdom! My kingdom will survive a thousand years

Y'know...
Ironic distance isn't very far
This rifle has a range of two thousand yards
When I shot him I didn't hear the bullet fly
Is it ironic that his death is televised
But he still dies?
(I close my eyes)

It's hard to protest when you're so confused
This gun won't talk to me so what's the use?
Yeah, the pain is relative if your relatives survive
(I still got mine...)

How did you find me?
I got carpet on the floor
And a gun by every door
And I am free
I'm free to live my life in constant fear
I got food in my garage
My garage is very large
My kingdom! My kingdom will survive a thousand years

And if virtue is its own reward
Why are the righteous always making war?

And I'm ready for my scene
And I'm such a drama queen
Hey director!
Stop the smoke and cue the laughter
Now it's time to kill the actors-

C'MON!!!





"Home Sweet Home"- Bobby Conn and the Glass Gypsies
 
 
Papess
14:23 / 23.02.04
Rollin' back your eyes
Holdin' back your head
Learning about you
From nothing that you said
Could be further from the truth
I wasn't that impressed
Rollin' back your eyes
And stickin' out your chest
I didn't hold my breath
And when you came around
The answer's nowhere to be found
You accent the negative
All this has got to give
Rollin' back your eyes
Holdin' back your head
Rollin' back your eyes
And stickin' out your chest

I don't care about you
You don't care about me
Standing alone like I couldn't see
You got something to prove
What on earth could that be
Makes you feel better even though you couldn't be
I don't care about you
You don't care about...

Rollin' back your eyes
Holdin' back your head
Learning about you
From nothing that you said
Could be further from the truth
I wasn't that impressed
Rollin' back your eyes
And stickin' out your chest

I don't care about you
You don't care about me
Standing along like I couldn't see
You got something to prove
What on earth could that be?
Makes you feel better even though you couldn't be
You wear me out
We don't belong
Correct me if I was wrong
I don't care about you
You don't care about...
 
 
agvvv
20:30 / 23.02.04
Based on how im feeling right now it would have to be:


{Snoop Dogg}
La - da - da - da - dahh
It's the motherfuckin D - O - double - G (SNOOP DOGG!)
La - da - da - da - dahh
You know I'm mobbin with the D. R. E.
(YEAH YEAH YEAH
You know who's back up in this MOTHERFUCKER!)
What what what what?
(So blaze the weed up then!)
Blaze it up, blaze it up!
(Just blaze that shit up nigga, yeah, 'sup Snoop??)

Top Dogg, bite me all, nigga burn the shit up
D - P - G - C my nigga turn that shit up
C - P - T, L - B - C, yeah we hookin back up
And when they bang this in the club baby you got to get up
Thug niggaz drug dealers yeah they givin it up
Lowlife, yo' life, boy we livin it up
Takin chances while we dancin in the party fo' sho'
Slip my hoe a forty - fo' and she got in the back do'
Bitches lookin at me strange but you know I don't care
Step up in this motherfucker just a - swangin my hair
Bitch quit talkin, quick walk if you down with the set
Take a bullet with some dick and take this dope from this jet
Out of town, put it down for the Father of Rap
And if yo' ass get cracked, bitch shut yo' trap
Come back, get back, that's the part of success
If you believe in the X you'll be relievin your stress

-

{Dr. Dre}
Straight off the fuckin streets of C - P - T
King of the beats you ride to em in your Fleet (Fleetwood)
Or Coupe DeVille rollin on dubs
How you feelin whoopty=whoop nigga whut?
Dre and Snoop chronic'ed out in the 'llac
With Doc in the back, sippin on 'gnac (yeah)
Clip in the strap, dippin through hoods (what hoods?)
Compton, Long Beach, Inglewood!
South Central out to the Westside (wessyde)
It's California Love, this California bud got a nigga gang of pub
I'm on one, I might bail up in the Century Club
With my jeans on, and my team strong
Get my drink on, and my smoke on
Then go home with, somethin to poke on (whassup bitch?)
Loc it's on for the two - triple - oh
Comin real, it's the next episode...

{Nate Dogg}
Hold up, heyyyyyyyy
For my niggaz who be thinkin we soft
We don't, playyyyyyy
We gon' rock it til the wheels fall off
Hold up, heyyyyyyyy
For my niggaz who be actin too bold
Take a, seeaaaaaat
Hope you ready for the next episode
HeyyyeyyyeEYEYyyyEYYYY...
... smoke weed everday!

[Dr.Dre feat. Snoop Dogg & Nate Dogg; "The Next Episode"-" 2001]


But to describe how I`ve been feeling for about a year:


I want to, I want to be someone else or I'll explode
Floating upon the surface for
The birds, the birds, the birds

You want me, well fucking well come and find me
I'll be waiting with a gun and a pack of sandwiches
And nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing

You want me, well, come on and break the door down
You want me, fucking come on and break the door down
I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready...

[Radiohead; "Talkshow host"- B-side]
 
 
Matthew Fluxington
12:50 / 24.02.04
goat's head in the deli case
oh sweet sweet angel angel bearded face
paper mache parade on at night
it's what you do with no sunlight

in the tropical
in the tropical
tropical ice-land
tropical, tropical
tropical icy icy!

black church on a cold tundra
mountain-glacier-glacier-glacier-stream
black stone beach and a black death bottle
is all me and my baby'll need

in the tropical
in the tropical
tropical ice-land
tropical, tropical
tropical icy icy!

take intermission at the movies
freeze outside for one quick smoke
take a Klondike bar from the pop machine
hey, it's ice cream, no, not Coke!

in the tropical
in the tropical
tropical ice-land
tropical, tropical
tropical icy icy!

let's meet Kristiana next summer
let's get out before we melt away
I've seen enough stray ponies and puffins
to get me through til the end of May

in the tropical
in the tropical
tropical ice-land
tropical, tropical
tropical icy icy!
 
 
Regrettable Juvenilia
12:07 / 26.02.04
hey!
hey!

hey, yeah, we had everything
vinyl & mono
and we looked the other way, man
we were so dumb
is this the part in the book that you wrote where I gotta come and save the day?
did you miss me?
did you miss me?

well they say that rock is dead
and they're probably right
99 girls in the pit
did it have to come to this?

oh god you owe me one more song
so I can prove to you that I am so much better than him
oh god please listen fast
here comes the crash
we're gonna rise above
we gotta smash it up
you won't abandon us again

give us brilliant boys that we wanna fuck, man
full of ecstasy, hard drugs and bad luck
yeah yeah yeah
turn the lights back on
you burn so hard
but you won't burn long

three chords in your pocket tonight
are you, you the one
with the spark to bring my punk rock back?
I dont think so

oh god I wanna hear you say
I wanna hear you say that you're sorry again
oh god you owe me one more song
so I could prove to you that I am so much better than them
oh god I'd give you anything
to hear you say that I was right and you were wrong
oh god before I leave this life
now enable us to love
a hook is never gonna come
just give it back to me
blow out all of the lights tonight

two million miles down the PCH
(and now he's gone)
I slashed his tires, I bled his brakes
(it had to be done)
their hand-job lives were just too cruel
you merciless villain
we drowned them all in their swimming pools
run away run away run away yeah!

oh god I wanna hear you say
I wanna hear you say that you were wrong again
oh god I wanna hear you say, I wanna hear you say
that I am so much better than you
oh god you owe us one more song
get out my life, see this world as it really is
is it just a sad side show
can't make a hooker come
and enable us to love
I need one thing that's divine
let me hear it tonight
let me hear it tonight
I've got to hear it tonight
you're gonna let me hear the lost chord tonight, yeah
 
 
bio k9
21:53 / 26.02.04
Hardly art, hardly starving
Hardly art, hardly garbage
Hardly art, hardly starving
Hardly art, hardly garbage

More colored liquid
No scent, no skin
More stained paper
More parts per million
No new deafness
No self-reference
No cults and
No false stands
No one ideal
Know what I feel
No two the same
Know two with the same name

Hardly art, hardly starving
Hardly art, hardly garbage
Hardly art, hardly starving
Hardly art, hardly started

More colored liquid
No scent, no skin
More stained paper
More parts per million
No new deafness
No self-reference
No getting psyched on
No culture icons
No one ideal
Know what I feel
No two the same
Know two with the same name
No one ideal
Know what I feel

Oh oh oh

Hardly art, hardly starving
Hardly art, hardly garbage
Hardly art, hardly starving
Hardly art, hardly garbage

More colored liquid
No scent, no skin
More stained paper
More parts per million
No new deafness
No self-reference
No getting psyched on
No culture icons
No one ideal
Know what I feel
No two the same
Know two with the same name
Eyes so deep
You'd never see through
I can't fuckin' stop
Thinking about you
 
 
Matthew Fluxington
13:57 / 02.03.04
The Passion Of Christ is not historically accurate. Here's the proof.

Shuttle back to SF, and head off to Palestine
I arrive crucified on a sound system 50 stories high
this brings back some memories, like back in the day kickin' it with JC
I hung right next to him when the nails were going in
I was a thief at the time, I got caught stealing
he said "Gold Chains, watch this" and laser beams came out of his eyes
we jumped off the crosses and ran for our lives
on tour for 40 days and 40 nights
packed house in Babylon, yeah it was tight
hanging 'round the garden, inventing marijuana
surrounded by slave girls trying to get their jock on me
it was a nice life at the time
but I like drinking scotch and all they had was wine
 
 
Matthew Fluxington
14:27 / 03.03.04
cardiac kid, kinda like it
kinda like it, cardiac kid
don't go chronological on all your friends
first you'll cause accidents
raise the roof, make us tense
follow through to the end
and we'll rip the heart out from the defense

the lion reaps his own reward
Serengeti nightmare for the echo tour
you're a nice guy and I hate you for that
thanks to people like you, I'm no longer here

Mandrake Vs. the snake, I've got it on the camera for posterity
but my stolen wild orchids got cut
see those Sherpa's sherpin' from the autobus
he's got the right to sit on that face
"well, it was put here for me because I am great
I've got the right to sit on that face
everybody look at me and wonderful ahhhh!"

Patti, Patti, Patti, you're so catty
and it's not fair
because I'd like to doo dee dah dee doo
catty, catty, catty, you're so Patti
and it's unfair because I'd like to
doo dee dah dee doo with you
it's unfair cos I'd like to doo dee dah dee doo dee da with you
dee dah dee doo dee dah with you
 
 
Ethan Hawke
14:32 / 03.03.04
AUGH. what song is that? it's Malkmus, right? from what?
 
 
Matthew Fluxington
14:52 / 03.03.04
It's "Platform Blues" aka "Ground Beefheart" from Terror Twilight.
 
 
Ethan Hawke
14:54 / 03.03.04
Oh. I hate that song.
 
 
Ethan Hawke
14:56 / 03.03.04
Sitting here on top of the world
I got everything
I need from this world
Oh tonight, I got it right
Just one time
Cruising down the Sunset Strip
And there is nothing that's not,
That's not within my grip
Oh tonight, I can fly
I can fly
Look at me for the very last time
I've climbed so high
I've got no place left to climb
And I know, no tomorrow
Rock star, pop star, everybody dies
All tomorrow's parties
They have happened tonight
And I know that I won't see tomorrow
Sitting on the Hollywood sign
Watching the girls get off the bus
Watching the danger in their eyes
When they leave with broken hearts
Their shredded valentines
I came here from a dirty dark street
There was no one there to protect me
To make the nightmares go away
It has to sparkle
It has to shine
So hard
Look at me for the very last time
I've climbed so high
I've got no place left to climb
And I know, no tomorrow
Rock star, pop star, everybody dies
All tomorrow's parties
They have happened tonight
And I know that I won't see tomorrow
Turn on all the porno please
Been drowning here for days
Bad food, bad sex, bad TV and internet
Take all these stupid pills away
Climb down the boulevard
I'm coming down so fast
I'm coming down so hard
And I've said I can't stop
All those voices in your head
I don't sleep, I never dream
I just shut them up
Now I just keep screaming run away
It's the last time
It's the last time
Look at me for the very last time
I've climbed so high
I've got no place left to climb
No, I know, no tomorrow
Before the sparkle in my eyes
Turns to straight night
All this bleeding heart is still a valentine
Gonna ride this thing until the wheels fall off
Cause girls like me, we always get what we want
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Diamond and the promises and a million dollar bills
All the lives we're wasting in the Holloywood Hills
Cause we know, we're to good for tomorrow
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yesterday's girl or tomorrow's hot teens
Were you jerking off to her
Or were you jerking off to me?
And I know, that I won't know tomorrow
Yeah, you want my magic tower
You want my porno ways
I'm throwing them out
Dusty diamond's gone to rubies
Baby, I was well
You rock'n'roll bitches
You can get what you want, yeah
? me and I'm listening to you
The keys to the bed and the chateau too
Your little shit coated world
It is rotten to the core
I didn't know you were born without a soul
I've got voices screaming in my head
Are you jerking off in your bed?
It's not punk, it's not cool
It's not even boring
And it's not Eminem who's gonna save me
They're for real life
Realize
They tried to steal my soul
I've got pills when Famous
I got pills when you're old
I've got pills cause I'm bored
I've got pills cause you're dead
I've got cause I am the worst and best dressed
I've got pills cause I feel more than twentyone
Got pills cause I know, baby, you're not the one
I've got pills for my coochie
Cause baby, I'm sore
I've got pills cause you're mad
I've got pills cause I'm bored
Cruising down the Sunset Strip
And there is nothing that's not,
That's not within my grip
Oh tonight, I got it right
Just one time
----
Actually, this has very little to do with my life. It's just in my head this morning. I kind of want some pills right now,though.
 
 
Matthew Fluxington
14:34 / 05.03.04
there is stuff in this world
some of it is yours
some of it is mine
some of it is there
some of it is good
some of it is really big
and some of it is really small
some of it is hot
some of it cold
some of it is r+b
and some of it is rock and roll
of all the stuff in this world,
of all the stuff in this world,
of all the stuff in this world,
of all the stuff in this world,
of all the stuff in this world,
remember, baby
there is stuff in this world
 
 
suds
14:52 / 05.03.04
For the first time in my life
I let myself be held
Like a big old baby
I surrender
To your charity


I lay back in the tall grass
And let the ants cover me
I let the jets fly
I'm wishing for their destruction
Born to black in a perfect blue sky


For the first time in my life
I am moving away, moving away, moving away
From within the reach of me
And all the wild being held
Like a big old baby
 
 
suds
14:54 / 05.03.04
that was held by smog
 
 
Regrettable Juvenilia
18:14 / 05.03.04
Sing, Michael, sing!

On the route of the 19 Bus...
Hear them sayin'

How you get a rude and a reckless?
Don't you be so crude and a feckless
You been drinking brew for breakfast
Rudie can't fail

So we reply
I know that my life make you nervous
But I tell you that I can't live in service
Like the doctor who was born for a purpose
Rudie can't fail

I went to the market, to realise my soul
Cuz what I need I just don't have
First they curse, then they press me til I hurt
Rudie can't fail

We hear them sayin'
Now first you must cure your temper
Then you find a job in the paper
You need someone for a saviour
Oh, Rudie can't fail

We reply
Now we get a rude and a reckless
We been seen lookin' cool an' a speckless
We been drinking brew for breakfast
Rudie can't fail
 
 
bob the almighty
21:26 / 05.03.04

Oh, I take off my belt
Oh, I whip the staircase
Whip the staircase
Oh, kill all the men
Everything's dead to them
You're the only one I follow
Come on and let me give you that 'O'

Jeff Buckley
Sketches (For My Sweetheart the Drunk)
Your Flesh Is So Nice


You and I
Ah, the calm below that poisoned the river wild
You and I
Tears that dry on a rude awakened child
Where you look down
I’ve walked before
Burning holes
With eyes of liquid brown
If we had only known
In a way
We wouldn’t reach this ground
You were my only home
Silver eyes
I want to see you shine
And we will feel the weight
Fall away from us in time
Searching our past for the true
You and I, you and I, you and I
All for you
Where you think you’ll fall
I adore you
Where you shut your soul
I will open for you
If we had only known
In a way
We’d never reach this ground
I'll know
Silver eyes
I can see us shine
I said, we will feel the weight
Fall away from us in time
Searching our past for a true
You and I, you and I, you and I
All for you.

Jeff Buckley
Sketches (For My Sweetheart the Drunk)
You and I
 
 
8===>Q: alyn
19:36 / 09.03.04
Do I have to post the whole song? Because I've got lyrics from two songs running simultaneously.

Play one more for my radio sweetheart,
Hide your love, hide your love.
'Cause we are so far apart, you've got to hide your love.
That's the way the whole thing started,
How I wish that we had never parted.


and


Tell me who will put the flowers on a flower's grave,
Tell me, who are you?
 
 
Posey Rhodes
21:47 / 09.03.04
You say the hill's too steep to climb,
Climb it!
You say you'd like to see me try,
Climb it!
You pick the place and I'll choose the time
And I'll climb
The hill in my own way
just wait a while, for the right day
And as I rise above the treeline and the clouds
I look down hear the sound of the things you said today

Fearlessly the idiot faced the crowd, smiling
Emotionless the magistrate turns 'round, frowning
and who's the fool who wears the crown
Go down in your own way
And everyday is the right day
And as you rise above the fearlines in the frown
You look down
Hear the sound of the faces in the crowd
-------------------------------------------------------------------
[and then you hear a crowd singing "You'll Never Walk Alone"]

"Fearless"
Pink Floyd
It always cheers me up.
 
 
Matthew Fluxington
16:32 / 15.03.04
if it's not with you
there is no thing that makes me want to settle down
I thought it was a bad cough
but never knew how much illusions
had a torture
I'm lonesome and forsaken with no gratitude
who going to tell, devotion's not the problem
it's me against the wardrobe
focused on the pain to see how we could get along
til things get better
on the phone (together)
the more I try the less I care about it
and if you don't see yourself in the mirror
I forget what you did
the more I try the less I care about it
giving up my conscience for another
the only one I want is you

things I wouldn't do
try to treat me like a friend
get another late call
I lose you for another
because you can't believe how much your pleasure is a factor
writing down the logic of my solitude
as far as I'm concerned, I'd like to leave it random
I'm acting like an orphan
let me get to know you better to make me less attractive
til things get better
on the phone (together)
the more I try the less I care about it
and if you don't see yourself in the mirror,
I forget what you did
the more I try the less I care about it
giving up my conscience for another
when the only one I want is you

derision's all gone
words, they're all gone
derision's all gone
words, they're all gone
let me tell ya
giving up my conscience for another
well, the only one I want is you
 
 
Baz Auckland
16:40 / 15.03.04
Fare you well my honey
Fare you well my only true one
All the birds that were singing
Have flown except you alone

Goin to leave this Broke-down Palace
On my hands and my knees I will roll roll roll
Make myself a bed by the waterside
In my time - in my time - I will roll roll roll

In a bed, in a bed
by the waterside I will lay my head
Listen to the river sing sweet songs
to rock my soul

River gonna take me
Sing me sweet and sleepy
Sing me sweet and sleepy
all the way back back home
It's a far gone lullaby
sung many years ago
Mama, Mama, many worlds I've come
since I first left home

Goin home, goin home
by the waterside I will rest my bones
Listen to the river sing sweet songs
to rock my soul

Goin to plant a weeping willow
On the banks green edge it will grow grow grow
Sing a lullaby beside the water
Lovers come and go - the river roll roll roll

Fare you well, fare you well
I love you more than words can tell
Listen to the river sing sweet songs
to rock my soul

- Brokedown Palace, The Grateful Dead
 
 
HCE
16:49 / 15.03.04
"And save your line about needing to be free
All that's bullshit babe
You just want rid of me"

(Massive Attack, Better Things)
 
 
Cheap. Easy. Cruel.
17:14 / 15.03.04
Deluded whispers
Burned out memories reprise
The silent resentment
Sinking over vacant eyes

The skyline ruptures
Past the barriers of sight
Inverting silence
Into streams of tainted fright

Climb into your concrete hole
Forget this
Deep inside the truth awakens
Pulling you away

Hey human
Do you see the grid expanding
Hey human
Do you hear the static rains washing your blood away
You say you want to live this life forever
Forever is as distant as your stars
 
 
STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK
00:31 / 26.03.04
He can walk on the water but he can't stop falling in
He's been living underwater but he don't know how to swim
He's got amplifiers, microphones, record players, God only knows
And all the girls say "shut up and gimme the groove"
He keeps those hits a-coming through
His blood is pouring out for you

In the church, Momma's ashes can't fill those empty spaces
Stay stuck in the middle of town
One house is big enough for two
We'll fill it up before we're through

Hey, wake up, wake up, wake up
The house is shaking
Get up, get up, get up
The dead are waking
Let go, let go, let go
You know that you can

Get up, get up, get up
You sleepy babies
Hello, hello, hello
You naked ladies
Walk on, walk on, walk on
You know that you can

Get up, get up, get up
You men and women
Walk on, walk on, walk on
Like fishes swimming
Let go, let go, let go
You know that you can

Walk on the water, everyone runs
My momma told me, lost and I'm found
Walk like an angel, take off your shoes
Special occasion staring at you
You dancing babies queuing all night
Your mouth is moving, kiss me so fine
Richard and Lisa, they're going down
Jason and Shauna, pass me some love

Walk on the water
Walk on the water
Walk on the water
Walk on the water

Walk on Water- David Byrne
 
 
wembley can change in 28 days
10:16 / 26.03.04
Well, well, I once believed
All fellas were nice
But girls, listen to me
And take my advice
A-girls, you'd better get yourselves
On the right track
'Cause finding a good man, girls
Is like finding a
(Needle in a haystack)
A-what did I say, girls?
(Needle in a haystack)

Girls, those fellas are sly, slick and shy, yeah
Oh, don't you ever let them catch you looking starry-eyed
They'll tell you that their love is true
And they'll walk right over you
Now girls, you'd better know these things
A-right off a-the bat
'Cause finding a good man, girls
Is like finding a
(Needle in a haystack)
What did I say, girls?
(Needle in a haystack)
Hey, hey, hey, hey

Well, now girls, I say, I'm tellin' you the natural facts
'Cause finding a good man, girls
Is like finding a
(Needle in a haystack)
What did I say, girls?
(Needle in a haystack)

I'm telling you, girls
You'd better look before you leap
Still water sometimes is a-very deep
You'll be in sorrow when you discover
That you're just his pasttime lover
Girls, you'd better know these things
A-right off a-the bat
'Cause finding a good man, girls
Is like finding a
(Needle in a haystack)
What did I say, girls?
(Needle in a haystack)

I say you'd better take heed
And listen to me
You'd better play hard to get
Or you're gonna regret
The day you were born, yeah
A-when you leaves you alone
I bet, you'd better regret
Oh, you'd better regret
 
 
HCE
13:45 / 26.03.04
Yeah sure I'll admit there are times when I miss you
Especially like now when I need someone to hold me
But there are some thing that can never be forgiven
And I just gotta tell you
I kinda like the feel of this extra few feet in my bed

Cowboy Junkies
Sun comes up, it's Tuesday morning
 
 
VonKobra,Scuttling&Slithering
16:25 / 26.03.04
In the trials of my youth
On my way to being a man
There were caustic words of ill advice
I’d never understand
But their hometown dreams were shattered
When ambition foiled their plans

But you can’t be the one who tries
They love to criticise
I know, or at least they’ll try

Laughing is all I can do
Trying to keep from falling through
Nothing ever changes
Nothing ever changes
They all got advice to give
Cos they got no life to live
Nothing ever changes
Nothing ever changes
Nothing ever changes but the shoes

In my one man crusade
Doing what I knew was right
They would tempt me with the honest sweat
Of labour, love and life
And they only find respect for you
If you give up the fight

But you can’t be the one who tries
They’ll cut you down to size
I know, or at least they’ll try

Laughing is all I can do
Trying to keep from falling through
Nothing ever changes
Nothing ever changes
They all got advice to give
Cos they got no life to live
Nothing ever changes
Nothing ever changes
Nothing ever changes but the shoes
But the shoes

I want to be there when you say you’re wrong
I want to be there when you crawl
I wouldn’t piss on your opinions
And if I stand on top of the world
Then maybe I’ll find somebody I know
And if I don’t…

Laughing is all I can do
Trying to keep from falling through
Nothing ever changes
Nothing ever changes
They all got advice to give
Cos they got no life to live
Nothing ever changes
Nothing ever changes
Nothing ever changes but…


"Nothing Ever Changes But The Shoes" - The Wildhearts
 
 
Helmschmied
17:03 / 26.03.04
I pledge allegiance to disobediance
For which I stand
One nation swimming in blood
One nation living in sin
Death on every city street corner
No laws to keep us down
Every church a slaughterhouse
Every courtroom a vicious shootout
A pig hanging from every flag pole
A knife shoved up the system's asshole
No future for the moralists
No future for the weak
From the shadows within my soul
I scream for brutality and bloodshed for all

b-l-o-o-d-s-h-e-d now!
b-l-o-o-d-s-h-e-d now!
 
  

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