Wednesday, December 28, 2011
Hey
hey
been trying to meet you
hey
must be a devil between us
or whores in my head
whores at my door
whores in my bed
but hey
where
have you
been if you go i will surely die
we're chained
uh said the man to the lady
uh said the lady to the man she adored
and the whores like a choir
go uh all night
and mary ain't you tired of this
uh
is
the
sound
that the mother makes when the baby breaks
we're chained
Hey -- Pixies
Sunday, December 25, 2011
One Day
Sometimes I lay under the moon
And I thank God I'm breathin'
Then I pray don't take me soon
'Cause I am here for a reason
Sometimes in my tears I drown
But I never let it get me down
So when negativity surrounds
I know someday it'll all turn around because
All my life I been waitin' for
I been prayin' for, for the people to say
That we don't want to fight no more
They'll be no more wars
And our children will play, one day
It's not about win or lose 'cause we all lose
When they feed on the souls of the innocent blood
Drenched pavement keep on movin'
Though the waters stay ragin'
( From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/m/matisyahu-lyrics/one-day-lyrics.html )
And in this life you may lose your way
It might drive you crazy
But don't let it phase you, no way
Sometimes in my tears I drown
But I never let it get me down
So when negativity surrounds
I know someday it'll all turn around because
All my life I been waitin' for
I been prayin' for, for the people to say
That we don't want to fight no more
They'll be no more wars
And our children will play, one day
One day this all will change
Treat people the same
Stop with the violence down with the hate
One day we'll all be free and proud
To be under the same sun
Singing songs of freedom like
One Day -- Matisyahu
Friday, December 23, 2011
Don't Blame Your Daughter
Don't blame your daughter,
that's just sentimental
don't blame your mum,
for all that you've done wrong
your daddy's not guilty,
you came out a little faulty
and the factory closed,
so you can't hold them liable
You come from an island,
your cutting diamonds, with a rubber knife
your autograph's worthless,
so dont send me letters and dont mail me cash,
cause your money is no good,
what's left in your mattress,
is holes and lack of love left
some hair from a horse,
but none of it is yours, man
You come from an island,
you're cutting diamonds
with a rubber knife
And the song you sing today
wasn't always in your head,
the words you tryin' to say
are the ones you should've said
they're glistenin' like diamonds,
go out and find' em
but don't blame your daughter
Read me your tombstone,
tell me you're sorry, fax me your will,
you owe me something still
Blood is like water
the bath that you poured me
has drained and it's gone,
don't blame it on your son
And the song you sing today
wasn't always in your head,
the words you're tryin' to say
are the ones you shouldn've said
they're glistening like diamonds,
go out and find'em
The world is full of diamonds
go out and find'em
but don't blame your daughter
Don't Blame Your Daughter - The Cardigans
Thursday, December 22, 2011
It's So Chic To Be Pregnant At Christmas
It's so chic to be pregnant at Christmas
I feel like the "round yon virgin" of yore
'Cause though I have a warm bed to sleep in
There's no room for me when I go to the store
'Cause the aisles are so narrow and crowded
Christmas shopping has never been such a pain
(gasp) Here comes another Braxton-Hicks contraction
And I'm knockin' over knick-knacks again
Oh, the salesclerks are so friendly this Christmas
One said, "Oh God, lady, don't have it here"
Their discretion and manners go right out the door
When I and my stomach appear
People like to put their hands on my fundus
And they want to know exactly when I'm due
I say, "Why do you care? Are you planning to be there?
I could use an extra labor coach or two!"
I am such fun at a party
Trying hard to get high on life
Desperately avoiding the smokers
Being introduced as someone's "little wife"
(Not-so-little wife)
No, I enjoy being pregnant at Christmas
Though my identity is draining away
And if I ever get asked my opinion again
I'll simply smile and continue to...crochet?
It's so Biblical to be pregnant at Christmas
No matter what stories you believe
And I may suffer from gravid senilis...and heartburn and nausea and charlie horses and overwhelming fatigue...and frequent micturation and varicose veins and...swollen ankles and shortness...of breath...and that...tired, achy feeling in the grooooooin...
But I won't be alone on New Year's Eve
Fa-La-La-La-La La-La La La
It's So Chic To Be Pregnant At Christmas - Nancy White
I feel like the "round yon virgin" of yore
'Cause though I have a warm bed to sleep in
There's no room for me when I go to the store
'Cause the aisles are so narrow and crowded
Christmas shopping has never been such a pain
(gasp) Here comes another Braxton-Hicks contraction
And I'm knockin' over knick-knacks again
Oh, the salesclerks are so friendly this Christmas
One said, "Oh God, lady, don't have it here"
Their discretion and manners go right out the door
When I and my stomach appear
People like to put their hands on my fundus
And they want to know exactly when I'm due
I say, "Why do you care? Are you planning to be there?
I could use an extra labor coach or two!"
I am such fun at a party
Trying hard to get high on life
Desperately avoiding the smokers
Being introduced as someone's "little wife"
(Not-so-little wife)
No, I enjoy being pregnant at Christmas
Though my identity is draining away
And if I ever get asked my opinion again
I'll simply smile and continue to...crochet?
It's so Biblical to be pregnant at Christmas
No matter what stories you believe
And I may suffer from gravid senilis...and heartburn and nausea and charlie horses and overwhelming fatigue...and frequent micturation and varicose veins and...swollen ankles and shortness...of breath...and that...tired, achy feeling in the grooooooin...
But I won't be alone on New Year's Eve
Fa-La-La-La-La La-La La La
It's So Chic To Be Pregnant At Christmas - Nancy White
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Love Love Love
I'm not looking for us, and neither should you
absolutely gorgeous
then nothing I say is true
you won't find yourself in these guilty eyes.
'cause I love anybody who's fool enough to believe,
and you're just one of many who broke their heart on me
and so I say I don't love you,
though it kills me.
It's a lie that sets you free
love love love
I can't take your love love love
and so I say I don't love you,
though it kills me.
It's a lie that sets you free
I will wrap my body in other women's arm
make love in a hurry
feel better than I am.
Hope you find yourself in someone else's eyes
'cause I love anybody fool enough to believe,
and you're just one of many who broke their heart on me
and so I say I don't love you,
though it kills me.
It's a lie that sets you free
love love love
I can't take your love love love
and so I say I don't Love you,
'cause I love anybody fool enough to believe,
and you're just one of many who broke their heart on me
and so I say I don't love you,
though it kills me
'cause it's a lie
'cause I love anybody fool enough to believe,
and you're just one of many who broke their heart on me
and so I say I don't love you,
though it kills me.
It's a lie that sets you free
It sets you free
Love Love Love - James Blunt
Friday, December 16, 2011
Long Grift
Look what you've done
You gigolo
You know that I
Loved ya hon
And I didn't wanta know
That your cool, seductive serenade
Was a tool of your trade
You gigolo
Of all the riches
You've surveyed
And all that you can lift
I'm just another dollar
That youve made in your long long grift
Look what you've done you gigolo
Another hustle has been run
But now you oughta know
That this fool can no longer be swayed
By the tools of your trade
You gigolo
I'm just another John you gypped
Another sucker stiffed
I walk on by in the script
To your long long grift
The love had me in your grip
Was just a long long grift
Long Grift - Hedwig and the Angry Inch
You gigolo
You know that I
Loved ya hon
And I didn't wanta know
That your cool, seductive serenade
Was a tool of your trade
You gigolo
Of all the riches
You've surveyed
And all that you can lift
I'm just another dollar
That youve made in your long long grift
Look what you've done you gigolo
Another hustle has been run
But now you oughta know
That this fool can no longer be swayed
By the tools of your trade
You gigolo
I'm just another John you gypped
Another sucker stiffed
I walk on by in the script
To your long long grift
The love had me in your grip
Was just a long long grift
Long Grift - Hedwig and the Angry Inch
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Everybody's Got A Story
alalalalalalala ohhhh ohh yeah
You walk up to me and say
"Feel like I know you baby"
And then take a sip of your cherry coke now
Now who drinks a cherry coke?
Maybe you're nervous, I see that bead of sweat
Dancin' on your cheek
Your words are like cheap champagne
I get the point but it's much too sweet
I'm so tired of the dance
This carousel of superficial conversation
Gets me nowhere...
So you can see my bra underneath my shirt
Watch the wind underneath my skirt
But that ain't the picture it's just a part
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart
See my eyes, don't see what I see
Touch my tongue, don't know what tastes good to me
It's the human condition that keeps us apart
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart
Yeah everybody's got a story that could break your heart
lalala lalana nanana nana na naaa
Now who can read the mind
Of the red-headed girl next door (mm)
Or the taxi driver who just dropped you off or the
Or the classmate that you ignore
Don't assume everything on the surface is what you see
'Cause that classmate just lost her mother
And that taxi-driver's got a Ph.D
I'm so tired of the fear that
Weighs us down with wrong assumptions
Of broken hearts and natural function
So you can see my bra underneath my shirt
Watch the wind underneath my skirt
But that ain't the picture it's just a part
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart
See my eyes, don't see what I see
Touch my tongue, don't know what tastes good to me
It's the human condition that keeps us apart
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart
See my bra underneath my shirt
Watch the wind underneath my skirt
But that ain't the picture it's just a part
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart (your heart)
lalalala lalala ladada da da da
So dig deep (dig deep)
Deeper than the image that you see (dig deep)
Lift the vail and let your true self breathe (dig deep)
And show the world the beauty underneath (she kills this note, haha)
See my bra underneath my shirt
Watch the wind underneath my skirt
But that ain't the picture, it's just a part
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart
See my eyes, don't see what I see
Touch my tongue, don't know what tastes good to me
It's the human condition that keeps us apart
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart
See my bra underneath my shirt
Watch the wind underneath my skirt
But that ain't the picture, it's just a part
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart
See my eyes, don't see what I see
Touch my tongue, don't know what tastes good to me
It's the human condition that keeps us apart
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart
That could break your heart baby
Everybody's got a story, oh yeah
lalala nanana lala nanana
lalala nanana nanana....
Everybody's Got A Story - Amanda Marshall
Friday, November 11, 2011
You don't own me
You don't own me, I'm not just one of your many toys
You don't own me, don't say I can't go with other boys
Don't tell me what to do
Don't tell me what to say
Please, when I go out with you
Don't put me on display,
'Cause You don't own me, don't try to change me in any way
You don't own me, don't tie me down 'cause I'd never stay
I don't tell you what to say
I don't tell you what to do
So just let me be myself
That's all I ask of you
I'm young and I love to be young
I'm free and I love to be free
To live my life the way I want
To say and do whatever I please
A-a-a-nd don't tell me what to do
Oh-h-h-h don't tell me what to say
And please, when I go out with you
Don't you dare put me on display
Hey, I don't tell you what to say
I don't tell you what to do
So just let me be myself
That is all that I ask of you
I am young and I love to be young
I'm free and I love to be free
To live my life the way I want
To say and do whatever...
You don't own me - Lesley Gore
Sunday, September 4, 2011
Sunday Morning After
(Cell phone ringing)
Amanda: "Uh-hello?"
Guy: "Where are you?"
Amanda: "What time is it?"
Guy" "Ummm...it's...1:30...in the afternoon"
Amanda: "Uh"
Guy: "Are you alright?"
Amanda: "Hang on"
I woke up with a killer hangover
Hope it was worth all this pain
(I'd do it all over again)
By the time the party was over
Tequila was my claim to fame
(I couldn't remember my name)
I was dancing with Jake
When I last saw my keys
That was my first mistake
'Cause what happened to me? (oh..)
I look down at my arm, baby
And something's lookin' back at me
And I cannot believe it
Oh my god!
I woke up with a snake tattoo
Oh my god!
And I think that my tongue's pierced too
Oh my god! Oh my god!
It's the Sunday morning after, and baby who the hell are you?
(Ahh....woohoo!)
I remember yelling, "Hey DJ!"
"Jack the volume, I love this song!"
(And then it all gets hazy)
And my clothes are selling on e-bay (click me)
And I don't know what I'm gonna put on
(Where were my friends to save me?)
I blacked out I came to
And it's all such a blur
Had a blast, I assume
But I'm really not sure
Exactly where I am now, baby
Wake up and tell me your name (excuse me)
'Cause this is insane!
Oh my god!
I woke up with a snake tattoo
Oh my god!
And I think that my tongue's pierced too
Oh my god! Oh my god!
It's the Sunday morning after, and baby who the hell are you?
(Oh my god! Oh my god!)
My alter ego took over and took me on a fantasy ride
You can take me anywhere twice
But the second time will be to apologize
Oh my god!
I woke up with a snake tattoo
Oh my god!
And I think that my tongue's pierced too
Oh my god! Oh my god!
It's the Sunday morning after, and baby who the hell are you?
Oh my god!
I woke up with a snake tattoo
Oh my god!
And I think that my tongue's pierced too
Oh my god! Oh my god!
It's the Sunday morning after, and baby who the hell are you?
Where am I?
What am I?
Who am I?
How did I?
Sunday Morning After - Amanda Marshall
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Friday, September 2, 2011
Be Wary of a Woman
If you’re a man like me who’s good at leavin’
If you like your space and you love your freedom
Don’t see yourself as ever settlin’ down
Or your whole world being tossed around
Be wary of a woman, a woman so fine
Don’t wanna change you, loves you just right
Makes you feel like a man inside, sometimes she’ll make you cry
Till you don’t know what your doin, you’re out of control
Forget about leavin’, your heart won’t go
If don’t like that, you better run and hide
And be wary of a woman like mine
She’ll make you laugh when you feel like cryin’
Make you wanna live when you feel like dyin’
So if you like livin’ in the dark, just walk away
You’re gonna lose your heart
Be wary of a woman, a woman so fine
Don’t wanna change you, loves you just right
Makes you feel like a man inside, sometimes she’ll make you cry
Till you don’t know what you’re doin’, you’re out of control
Forget about leavin’, your heart won’t go
If don’t like that, you better run and hide
And be wary of a woman, be wary of a woman like mine
Man, you don’t stand a chance, don’t even try
Be wary of a woman like mine
Be wary of a woman, a woman so fine
Don’t wanna change you, who loves you just right
Makes you feel like a man inside, sometimes she’ll make you cry
Till you don’t know what your doin’, you’re out of control
Forget about leavin’, your heart won’t go
If don’t like that you better run and hide
And be wary of a woman like mine, a woman like mine
Be wary of a woman like mine, oh, a woman like mine
Be Wary of a Woman - Darius Rucker
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Let's Get Physical
I'm saying all the things that I know you'll like
Making good conversation
I gotta handle you just right
You know what I mean
I took you to an intimate restaurant
Then to a suggestive movie
There's nothing left to talk about
Unless it's horizontally
Let's get physical, physical
I wanna get physical
Let's get into physical
Let me hear your body talk, your body talk
Let me hear your body talk
I've been patient, I've been good
Tried to keep my hands on the table
It's gettin' hard this holdin' back
If you know what I mean
I'm sure you'll understand my point of view
We know each other mentally
You gotta know that you're bringin' out
The animal in me
Let's get physical, physical
I wanna get physical
Let's get into physical
Let me hear your body talk, your body talk
Let me hear your body talk
Let's get physical, physical
I wanna get physical
Let's get into physical
Let me hear your body talk, your body talk
Let me hear your body talk
Let's get physical, physical
I wanna get physical
Let's get into physical
Let me hear your body talk, your body talk
Let me hear your body talk
Let's get animal, animal
I wanna get animal
Let's get into animal
Let me hear your body talk
Let me hear your body talk
Let's Get Physical - Olivia Newton John
Making good conversation
I gotta handle you just right
You know what I mean
I took you to an intimate restaurant
Then to a suggestive movie
There's nothing left to talk about
Unless it's horizontally
Let's get physical, physical
I wanna get physical
Let's get into physical
Let me hear your body talk, your body talk
Let me hear your body talk
I've been patient, I've been good
Tried to keep my hands on the table
It's gettin' hard this holdin' back
If you know what I mean
I'm sure you'll understand my point of view
We know each other mentally
You gotta know that you're bringin' out
The animal in me
Let's get physical, physical
I wanna get physical
Let's get into physical
Let me hear your body talk, your body talk
Let me hear your body talk
Let's get physical, physical
I wanna get physical
Let's get into physical
Let me hear your body talk, your body talk
Let me hear your body talk
Let's get physical, physical
I wanna get physical
Let's get into physical
Let me hear your body talk, your body talk
Let me hear your body talk
Let's get animal, animal
I wanna get animal
Let's get into animal
Let me hear your body talk
Let me hear your body talk
Let's Get Physical - Olivia Newton John
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
The Coolest
[Intro]
The coolest nigga, what? The coolest nigga, what? [4x]
[Chorus:]
The coolest nigga, what? The coolest nigga, what?
The coolest nigga, what? The coolest nigga, what?
The coolest nigga, what? The coolest nigga, what?
The coolest nigga, what? The coolest nigga, what?
Lord please have sympathy
And forgive my cool young history (Michael Young History)
As...
The coolest nigga, what? The coolest nigga, what?
The coolest nigga, what? The coolest nigga, what?
[Verse 1]
I love the lord
But sometimes it's like that I love me more
I love the peace, and I love the war
I love the seas, and I love the shore
No love for no beach, baby that's law
But she doesn't see, therefore I spoil
I trick, I fall, run up in raw
I love her with all my heart
Every vein, every vessel, every bullet lodged
With every flower that I ever took apart
She said, that she would give me greatness, status, placement
Above the others, my face with grace covers of the magazines
Of the hustlers, paper, the likes of which
That I had never seen, her eyes glow green
With the logo of our dreams, the purpose of our scene
A obscene obsession for the bling
She would be my queen, I could be her king, together
She would make me cool, and we would both rule, forever
And I would never feel pain
And never be without pleasure, ever, again
And if the rain stops, and everything's dry
She would cry, just so I could drink the tears from her eyes
She'd teach my how to fly, even cushion my fall
If my engines ever stall, and I plummet from the sky
But she would keep me high, and if I ever die
She would commission my image on her bosom, to him
Or maybe she'd retire as well
A match made in Heaven set the fires in Hell, and I'll be
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
And so began our reign
The trinity, her and I can
No weather man could ever stand where her and I came
Hella hard, umbrella whatever, put plywood over Pella panes
And pray to God that the flood subside
'cause you're gonna need a sub 'til he does reply
And not one of Jared's, you think it's all arid
And everything's irie, another supply
That means another July inside my endless summer
That was just the eye of the Unger
Felix, 'cause he is the cleanest amongst the younger
Outstanding achieving up-and-comers
The ones that had dead-beat daddies, and well-to-do mamas
But not well enough to keep 'em from us
The ones that were, fighting in class, who might not pass
Rap record pressured to laugh, at a life not fast
Can you feel it? [echo], that's what I got asked
Do I love her? [echo], said I don't know
Streets got my heart, game got my soul
One time missing sunshine will never hurt your soul
Quote: To a crying dishonored baby mama
Who's the mama to a daughter that I had fathered from afar
My new lady gave me a Mercedes and a necklace
With a solid gold key, like the starter of a car
The opener of a door or two pounds of raw
You gave me a baby, but what about lately?
Then ha-ha-ha-ha-haw'ed, right up in her face, G
There's more fish in the sea, I'm on my mission to be, be
[Chorus]
[Outro]
Come, these are the tales of The Cool
Guaranteed to go and make you fail from your school
And seek unholy grails like a fool
And hang with the players of the pool, fast talking on the hustle
No Heaven up above you, no Hell underneath you
And nowhere will receive thee, so
Shed no tear, when we're not here
And keep your faith, as we chase
...The Cool
The Coolest - Lupe Fiasco
Friday, July 22, 2011
Why Don' t You
You had plenty money, 1922
You let other women make a fool of you
Why don’t you do right, like some other men do?
Get out of here and get me some money too
You’re sittin’ there and wonderin’ what it’s all about
You ain’t got no money, they will put you out
Why don’t you do right, like some other men do?
Get out of here and get me some money too
If you had prepared twenty years ago
You wouldn’t be a-wanderin’ from door to door
Why don’t you do right, like some other men do?
Get out of here and get me some money too
I fell for your jivin’ and I took you in
Now all you got to offer me’s a drink of gin
Why don’t you do right, like some other men do?
Get out of here and get me some money too
Why don’t you do right, like some other men do?
Like some other men do
Why Don' t You - Gramophonedzie
Sunday, July 10, 2011
A.D.I.D.A.S.
Honestly, somehow it always seems that
I'm dreaming of something I can never be
It doesn't bother me, 'cause I will always be the pimp that I see in all of my fantasies
I don't know your fucking name, so what, let's... (have sex)
Screaming to be the only way
that I can truly be free from my fucked up reality
So I dream and stroke it harder,
'cause it's so fun to see my face staring back at me
I don't know your fucking name, so what, let's fuck
All day I dream about sex
All day I dream about fucking
All day I dream about fucking
All day I dream about sex yes all day I dream about sex
And all day I dream about sex yes all day I dream about sex
And all day I dream about sex yes all day I dream about sex
And all day I dream about sex yes all day I dream about sex
All day I dream about sex
All day I dream about fucking
All day I dream about sex
All day I dream about fucking
A.D.I.D.A.S. - Korn
I'm dreaming of something I can never be
It doesn't bother me, 'cause I will always be the pimp that I see in all of my fantasies
I don't know your fucking name, so what, let's... (have sex)
Screaming to be the only way
that I can truly be free from my fucked up reality
So I dream and stroke it harder,
'cause it's so fun to see my face staring back at me
I don't know your fucking name, so what, let's fuck
All day I dream about sex
All day I dream about fucking
All day I dream about fucking
All day I dream about sex yes all day I dream about sex
And all day I dream about sex yes all day I dream about sex
And all day I dream about sex yes all day I dream about sex
And all day I dream about sex yes all day I dream about sex
All day I dream about sex
All day I dream about fucking
All day I dream about sex
All day I dream about fucking
A.D.I.D.A.S. - Korn
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Monday, July 4, 2011
Treasure Island
I've been waiting for you,
i've been waiting for you.
what's your price?
tell me what your price is.
i've been waiting for you,
i've been waiting for you.
let's hope tonight, there is hope tonight.
talk is cheap with your words, honey.
i can smell your breath and it smells like money, girl.
but you ask for anything, you couldn't ask for anything.
call out these moneymakers, they have guns and are firing.
run down by bloody pirates who's ships we could not sink.
cease change in all directions, these mouths are worth the time.
big wallets give protection, safe pockets never lie.
talk is cheap with your words, honey.
i can smell your breath and it smells like money, girl.
but you ask for anything, did you ask for anything?
i've been waiting for you,
i've been waiting for you.
your words bank for broken tempers,
security and car alarms.
the words themselves do not mean much,
but we take to sail with open arms.
just fall at the sound of laughter,
like you've never even knew at all.
and love has what money's after,
your gold teeth have fooled us all.
treasure island's on her list of future destinations,
but little did she know, i don't care as we speak,
digging for the treasure chest she buried.
blast who's to own, but she's all alone...
talk is cheap with your words, honey.
i can smell your breath and it smells like money, girl.
but you ask for anything, did you ask for anything?
Treasure Island - Brighten
i've been waiting for you.
what's your price?
tell me what your price is.
i've been waiting for you,
i've been waiting for you.
let's hope tonight, there is hope tonight.
talk is cheap with your words, honey.
i can smell your breath and it smells like money, girl.
but you ask for anything, you couldn't ask for anything.
call out these moneymakers, they have guns and are firing.
run down by bloody pirates who's ships we could not sink.
cease change in all directions, these mouths are worth the time.
big wallets give protection, safe pockets never lie.
talk is cheap with your words, honey.
i can smell your breath and it smells like money, girl.
but you ask for anything, did you ask for anything?
i've been waiting for you,
i've been waiting for you.
your words bank for broken tempers,
security and car alarms.
the words themselves do not mean much,
but we take to sail with open arms.
just fall at the sound of laughter,
like you've never even knew at all.
and love has what money's after,
your gold teeth have fooled us all.
treasure island's on her list of future destinations,
but little did she know, i don't care as we speak,
digging for the treasure chest she buried.
blast who's to own, but she's all alone...
talk is cheap with your words, honey.
i can smell your breath and it smells like money, girl.
but you ask for anything, did you ask for anything?
Treasure Island - Brighten
Saturday, July 2, 2011
Blackbird
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to be free
Blackbird fly, blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night
Blackbird fly, blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
Blackbird - The Beatles
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to be free
Blackbird fly, blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night
Blackbird fly, blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
Blackbird - The Beatles
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Turned Out
Your eyes they wanna cry for me
Don't make me wanna die for you
Your arms that wanna wrap around me
Don't make me wanna hang around you
And it's no wonder anymore
That I don't wonder anymore
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
You tell me you're my friend
You say I know you
I'll trust you just as far
As I can throw you
Now I don't know you
I know my enemies
They show themselves to me with honest eyes
They hate my guts but at least it's the truth
I'll trust them just as far as I
can throw them off a roof
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm no stranger to kindness
I never missed the fist that kissed my face
I'm no stranger to cheapness
I never came to love the push and shove
Steel, glass-eyes cities crack dirty
smiles when they see me
Open their filthy arms to greet me
I don't know if they wanna kiss or kill me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, that's
right, that's
right, yeah, that's right, yeah,
that's right, that's right,
yeah, thats's
right, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, I've
turned out, I've turned out, I've
turned, turned out, turned out,
turned out,
turned out, out, out out, turned
out, I've been turned out
YEAH!!!!!
Turned Out - Rollins Band
Don't make me wanna die for you
Your arms that wanna wrap around me
Don't make me wanna hang around you
And it's no wonder anymore
That I don't wonder anymore
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
You tell me you're my friend
You say I know you
I'll trust you just as far
As I can throw you
Now I don't know you
I know my enemies
They show themselves to me with honest eyes
They hate my guts but at least it's the truth
I'll trust them just as far as I
can throw them off a roof
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm no stranger to kindness
I never missed the fist that kissed my face
I'm no stranger to cheapness
I never came to love the push and shove
Steel, glass-eyes cities crack dirty
smiles when they see me
Open their filthy arms to greet me
I don't know if they wanna kiss or kill me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, that's
right, that's
right, yeah, that's right, yeah,
that's right, that's right,
yeah, thats's
right, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, I've
turned out, I've turned out, I've
turned, turned out, turned out,
turned out,
turned out, out, out out, turned
out, I've been turned out
YEAH!!!!!
Turned Out - Rollins Band
Thursday, June 2, 2011
My Milkshake
[Repeat x2]
My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard,
And their like
It's better than yours,
Damn right it's better than yours,
I can teach you,
But I have to charge
I know you want it,
The thing that makes me,
What the guys go crazy for.
They lose their minds,
The way I wind,
I think its time
[Chorus x2]
La la-la la la,
Warm it up.
Lala-lalala,
The boys are waiting
My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard,
And their like
It's better than yours,
Damn right it's better than yours,
I can teach you,
But I have to charge
I can see you're on it,
You want me to teach thee
Techniques that freaks these boys,
It can't be bought,
Just know, thieves get caught,
Watch if your smart,
[Chorus x2]
La la-la la la,
Warm it up,
La la-la la la,
The boys are waiting,
My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard,
And their like
It's better than yours,
Damn right it's better than yours,
I can teach you,
But I have to charge
Oh, once you get involved,
Everyone will look this way-so,
You must maintain your charm,
Same time maintain your halo,
Just get the perfect blend,
Plus what you have within,
Then next his eyes are squint,
Then he's picked up your scent,
[Chorus x2]
Lala-lalala,
Warm it up,
Lala-lalala,
The boys are waiting,
My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard,
And their like
It's better than yours,
Damn right it's better than yours,
I can teach you,
But I have to charge
My Milkshake - Kelis
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Fear Of A Blank Planet
Sunlight coming through the haze
No gaps in the blind
To let it inside
The bed is unmade
Some music still plays
TV, yeah it's always on
The flicker of the screen
A movie actress screams
I'm basking in the shit flowing out of it
I'm stoned in the mall again
Terminally bored
Shuffling round the stores
And shoplifting is getting so last year's thing
X-box is a god to me
A finger on the switch
My mother is a bitch
My father gave up ever trying to talk to me
Don't try engaging me
The vaguest of shrugs
The prescription drugs
You'll never find
A person inside
My face is mogadon
Curiosity
Has given up on me
I'm tuning out desires
The pills are on the rise
How can I be sure I'm here?
The pills that I've been taking confuse me
I need to know that someone sees that
There's nothing left I simply am not here
I'm through with pornography
The acting is lame
The action is tame
Explicitly dull
arousal annulled
Your mouth should be boarded up
Talking all day
With nothing to say
Your shallow proclamations
All misinformation
My friend says he wants to die
He's in a band
They sound like Pearl Jam
The clothes are all black
The music is crap
In school I don't concentrate
And sex is kinda fun
But just another one
Of all the empty ways
Of using up a day
How can I be sure I'm here?
The pills that I've been taking confuse me
I need to know that someone sees that
There's nothing left I simply am not here
Bipolar disorder
Can't deal with the boredom
You don't try to be liked
You don't mind
You feel no sun
You steal a gun
To kill time
You're somewhere, you're nowhere
You don't care
You catch the breeze
You still the leaves
So now where?
Fear Of A Blank Planet - Porcupine Tree
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Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Cosma Shiva
Nina Hagen wrote this song for her daughter. Today is Cosmo's birthday.
Cosma Shiva
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9,..... Materialize
Cosma Shiva! Galaxina!
In any case, we are in space
In any case, we are in space
In any case, we are in space
In any case, we are in space
Cosma Shiva! Galaxina!
Cosma Shiva! Galaxina!
Wir sind die menschen auf der erde
Alle voll drauf auf total-beschwerde
Sie sind böse, sie sind dumm...
Wissen aber nicht warum
Liebster Gott in space,
Wen wir auf treffen face to face
Dann gibts nichts mehr zu jammern
Cosma Shiva! Galaxina!
Cosma Shiva! Galaxina!
In any case, we are in space
In any case, we are in space
In any case, we are in space
In any case, we are in space
Wir sind dir menschen auf der erde
Alle voll drauf total-beschwerde
Alles sind die bösen, dumm
Wissen aber nicht warum
Liebster Gott in space,
wenn wir auf treffen face to face
Dann gibts nichts mehr zu jammern
Cosma Shiva! Galaxina!
Cosma Shiva! Galaxina!
Cosma Shiva
Cosma Shiva
Cosma Shiva
And my little baby I tell you.. God is your father.
Cosma Shiva - Nina Hagen
Cosma Shiva
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9,..... Materialize
Cosma Shiva! Galaxina!
In any case, we are in space
In any case, we are in space
In any case, we are in space
In any case, we are in space
Cosma Shiva! Galaxina!
Cosma Shiva! Galaxina!
Wir sind die menschen auf der erde
Alle voll drauf auf total-beschwerde
Sie sind böse, sie sind dumm...
Wissen aber nicht warum
Liebster Gott in space,
Wen wir auf treffen face to face
Dann gibts nichts mehr zu jammern
Cosma Shiva! Galaxina!
Cosma Shiva! Galaxina!
In any case, we are in space
In any case, we are in space
In any case, we are in space
In any case, we are in space
Wir sind dir menschen auf der erde
Alle voll drauf total-beschwerde
Alles sind die bösen, dumm
Wissen aber nicht warum
Liebster Gott in space,
wenn wir auf treffen face to face
Dann gibts nichts mehr zu jammern
Cosma Shiva! Galaxina!
Cosma Shiva! Galaxina!
Cosma Shiva
Cosma Shiva
Cosma Shiva
And my little baby I tell you.. God is your father.
Cosma Shiva - Nina Hagen
Labels:
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Nina Hagen
Saturday, May 14, 2011
Lies
bound at every limb by my shackles of fear
sealed with lies through so many tears
lost from within, pursuing the end
i fight for the chance to be lied to again
you will never be strong enough
you will never be good enough
you were never conceived in love
you will not rise above
they'll never see
i'll never be
i'll struggle on and on to feed this hunger
burning deep inside of me
but through my tears breaks a blinding light
birthing a dawn to this endless night
arms outstretched, awaiting me
an open embrace upon a bleeding tree
rest in me and i'll comfort you
i have lived and i died for you
abide in me and i vow to you
i will never forsake you
they'll never see
i'll never be
i'll struggle on and on to feed this hunger
burning deep inside of me
they'll never see
i'll never be
i'll struggle on and on to feed this hunger
burning deep inside of me
Lies - Evanescence
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