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

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

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

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

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

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