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Gregor Samsa
That Guy
Noice. I posted it too, but the more Flaming Lips the better I say.
Gregor Samsa
That Guy
Quite disturbing thematically, but well-written lyrics.
Neutral Milk Hotel-Little Birds
Little birds born without a mother or a father
I can watch their bodies forming in the running water
Now there is another in the middle of my mouth
100 all together within me now
Little bird little bird come into my body
Mother they're within me every moment I'm awaking
Bodies multiplying till they finally overtake me
Open up my mouth but all you'll ever hear is singing
Put your hands within me and you'll know what I am feeling
I just want to swallow up and promise to protect them
Daddy come to touch me but he seen his hands are shaking
Look into my eyes and he can see their bodies breaking
Push me to the floor and then his hands started beating
"I don't want to hear it anymore," he kept repeating
"Do you really want the burning hell that we believe in?"
"Do you know the burning hell it took your baby brother?
Did you see how far he fell and how he made us suffer?
Another boy in town at night he took him for his lover
And deep in sin they held each other.
So I took a hammer nearly beat his little brains in
Knowing god in heaven would've never could forgive him
So I took a hammer and I nearly beat his brains in."
Little boy born without a father or a mother
Taken to the river and then pushed into the water
Now the priest is singing that the hell is getting hotter
Father son and holy ghost the only one to save him
From the thing he loves the most but we know will betray him
Father son and holy ghost the only one to save him
From the thing he loves the most but we know will betray him
And here beneath the water I can see how the lights distort so strange
And I think this is how I would like to leave my body and start again.
Neutral Milk Hotel-Little Birds
Little birds born without a mother or a father
I can watch their bodies forming in the running water
Now there is another in the middle of my mouth
100 all together within me now
Little bird little bird come into my body
Mother they're within me every moment I'm awaking
Bodies multiplying till they finally overtake me
Open up my mouth but all you'll ever hear is singing
Put your hands within me and you'll know what I am feeling
I just want to swallow up and promise to protect them
Daddy come to touch me but he seen his hands are shaking
Look into my eyes and he can see their bodies breaking
Push me to the floor and then his hands started beating
"I don't want to hear it anymore," he kept repeating
"Do you really want the burning hell that we believe in?"
"Do you know the burning hell it took your baby brother?
Did you see how far he fell and how he made us suffer?
Another boy in town at night he took him for his lover
And deep in sin they held each other.
So I took a hammer nearly beat his little brains in
Knowing god in heaven would've never could forgive him
So I took a hammer and I nearly beat his brains in."
Little boy born without a father or a mother
Taken to the river and then pushed into the water
Now the priest is singing that the hell is getting hotter
Father son and holy ghost the only one to save him
From the thing he loves the most but we know will betray him
Father son and holy ghost the only one to save him
From the thing he loves the most but we know will betray him
And here beneath the water I can see how the lights distort so strange
And I think this is how I would like to leave my body and start again.
glycerine
so don't even ask me
"Apollo"
-Hum
I'm thinking of a number between everything and two.
I'm thinking of a number between everything and two.
She said you can find a space between my arms if you will stay,
like if we ignore the systems,
they'll just blink out and quickly go away.
She said I'll keep all the signals that you send home to me,
and I'll meet you back here on the ground.
It's lift off, lift off again.
She's pissed off, pissed off again.
Moonlight brings me back again to stay,
and I know if she had a way I'd always be through.
Tethered to a glass ring she keeps beside the phone,
and never ever stepping out into.
Blankness and darkness, like underneath the leaf,
have settled on me here and scraped away the sound.
She said you can find a place inside my heart if you will stay,
and I need you back here on the ground.
It's lift off, lift off again.
She's pissed off, pissed off again.
Moonlight brings me back again to stay,
and I know if she had a way I'd always be through.
Tethered to a glass ring she keeps beside the phone,
and never ever stepping out into.
I'm thinking of a number between everything and two.
And moonlight brings me back again to stay,
and I know if she had a way I'd always be through.
Tethered to a glass ring she keeps beside the phone,
and never ever stepping out into.
And moonlight brings me back again this day,
and I don't feel a thing here anymore.
The strings of information slowing to a stop,
the tether's end is slipping from its knot, I'm stretching out in two.
I'm thinking of a number between everything and two.
I'm thinking of a number between everything and two,
and it's molecules of you.
-Hum
I'm thinking of a number between everything and two.
I'm thinking of a number between everything and two.
She said you can find a space between my arms if you will stay,
like if we ignore the systems,
they'll just blink out and quickly go away.
She said I'll keep all the signals that you send home to me,
and I'll meet you back here on the ground.
It's lift off, lift off again.
She's pissed off, pissed off again.
Moonlight brings me back again to stay,
and I know if she had a way I'd always be through.
Tethered to a glass ring she keeps beside the phone,
and never ever stepping out into.
Blankness and darkness, like underneath the leaf,
have settled on me here and scraped away the sound.
She said you can find a place inside my heart if you will stay,
and I need you back here on the ground.
It's lift off, lift off again.
She's pissed off, pissed off again.
Moonlight brings me back again to stay,
and I know if she had a way I'd always be through.
Tethered to a glass ring she keeps beside the phone,
and never ever stepping out into.
I'm thinking of a number between everything and two.
And moonlight brings me back again to stay,
and I know if she had a way I'd always be through.
Tethered to a glass ring she keeps beside the phone,
and never ever stepping out into.
And moonlight brings me back again this day,
and I don't feel a thing here anymore.
The strings of information slowing to a stop,
the tether's end is slipping from its knot, I'm stretching out in two.
I'm thinking of a number between everything and two.
I'm thinking of a number between everything and two,
and it's molecules of you.
glycerine
so don't even ask me
I love love love Hum, so one... or two... more.
"I Hate It Too"
Morning gray ignites a twisted mess of foreign shapes and sounds,
I wish the ceiling was the ground.
I'll send you flowers made of silent tiny pieces of the sun
to help me make up for this one.
While you send me tidal waves of love when you're alone
and I can't remember what you do
to find a way to turn the signal back to heaven sounding blue
and bring me faithful back to you.
And she don't hold me right,
she's never going to get me there.
And she don't hold me right,
she's never going to get me there, not tonight.
If we break off gently in slow motion spinning outward into space,
my hand, always firm and gently at the wheel,
I discreetly hold my face.
And I need you to give it meaning,
I need you to share the view or it becomes a time for me to love myself
like every other thing I do.
And she don't hold me right,
she's never going to get me there.
And she don't hold me right,
she's never going to get me there, not tonight.
......
"Stars"
She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she's out back counting stars.
She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she's out back counting stars.
She's not at work, she's not at school,
she's not in bed, I think I finally broke her.
I bring her home everything I want, and nothing that she needs.
I thought she'd be there holding daisies, she always waits for me.
She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she's out back counting stars.
I found her out back sitting naked looking up and looking dead.
A crumpled yellow piece of paper, with seven nines and tens.
I thought she'd be there holding daisies, she always waits for me.
She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she's out back counting stars.
I thought you'd be there holding daisies, you always wait for me.
She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she's out back counting stars.
"I Hate It Too"
Morning gray ignites a twisted mess of foreign shapes and sounds,
I wish the ceiling was the ground.
I'll send you flowers made of silent tiny pieces of the sun
to help me make up for this one.
While you send me tidal waves of love when you're alone
and I can't remember what you do
to find a way to turn the signal back to heaven sounding blue
and bring me faithful back to you.
And she don't hold me right,
she's never going to get me there.
And she don't hold me right,
she's never going to get me there, not tonight.
If we break off gently in slow motion spinning outward into space,
my hand, always firm and gently at the wheel,
I discreetly hold my face.
And I need you to give it meaning,
I need you to share the view or it becomes a time for me to love myself
like every other thing I do.
And she don't hold me right,
she's never going to get me there.
And she don't hold me right,
she's never going to get me there, not tonight.
......
"Stars"
She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she's out back counting stars.
She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she's out back counting stars.
She's not at work, she's not at school,
she's not in bed, I think I finally broke her.
I bring her home everything I want, and nothing that she needs.
I thought she'd be there holding daisies, she always waits for me.
She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she's out back counting stars.
I found her out back sitting naked looking up and looking dead.
A crumpled yellow piece of paper, with seven nines and tens.
I thought she'd be there holding daisies, she always waits for me.
She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she's out back counting stars.
I thought you'd be there holding daisies, you always wait for me.
She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she's out back counting stars.
Gregor Samsa
That Guy
Modest Mouse-Third Planet
Everything that keeps me together is falling apart
Ive got this thing that I consider my only art of fucking people over.
My boss just quit the job says hes goin out to find blind
Spots and hell do it.
The 3rd planet is sure that theyre being watched by an
Eye in the sky that cant be stopped.
When you get to the promise land your gonna shake that
Eyes hand.
Your heart felt good it was drippin pitch and made of wood.
And your hands and knees felt cold and wet on the grass to me.
Outside naked, shiverin looking blue, from the cold
Sunlight thats reflected off the moon.
Baby cum angels fly around you reminding you we used
To be three and not just two.
And thats how the world began.
And thats how the world will end.
A 3rd had just been made and we were swimming in the
Water, didnt know then was it a son was it a daughter.
When it occurred to me that the animals are swimming
Around in the water in the oceans in our bodies and
Another had been found another ocean on the planet
Given that our blood is just like the atlantic.
And how.
The universe is shaped exactly like the earth if you go
Straight long enough youll end up where you were.
Your heart felt good it was drippin pitch and made of wood.
And your hands and knees felt cold and wet on the grass to me.
Outside naked, shiverin looking blue, from the cold
Sunlight thats reflected off the moon.
Baby cum angels fly around you reminding you we used
To be three and not just two.
And thats how the world began.
And thats how the world will end.
Everything that keeps me together is falling apart
Ive got this thing that I consider my only art of fucking people over.
My boss just quit the job says hes goin out to find blind
Spots and hell do it.
The 3rd planet is sure that theyre being watched by an
Eye in the sky that cant be stopped.
When you get to the promise land your gonna shake that
Eyes hand.
Your heart felt good it was drippin pitch and made of wood.
And your hands and knees felt cold and wet on the grass to me.
Outside naked, shiverin looking blue, from the cold
Sunlight thats reflected off the moon.
Baby cum angels fly around you reminding you we used
To be three and not just two.
And thats how the world began.
And thats how the world will end.
A 3rd had just been made and we were swimming in the
Water, didnt know then was it a son was it a daughter.
When it occurred to me that the animals are swimming
Around in the water in the oceans in our bodies and
Another had been found another ocean on the planet
Given that our blood is just like the atlantic.
And how.
The universe is shaped exactly like the earth if you go
Straight long enough youll end up where you were.
Your heart felt good it was drippin pitch and made of wood.
And your hands and knees felt cold and wet on the grass to me.
Outside naked, shiverin looking blue, from the cold
Sunlight thats reflected off the moon.
Baby cum angels fly around you reminding you we used
To be three and not just two.
And thats how the world began.
And thats how the world will end.
Gregor Samsa
That Guy
Again, haven't heard enough to properly judge. Thats the problem with music (and most things).. The more you know, the more you realise you don't know...
Augie March-Sunstroke House
O fraudulent mirror, O rank rainbow toad,
I'd break apart too, if I knowed what you knowed,
I'd fall from the wall, I'd leap from the road,
You take cover in the clover, you don't shoulder the load.
Wagner and wife, drama and strife,
Their syphilitic friend Dionysus is wise not to ask "Where's Sunstroke House?"
Where's a crow on the far fence?
Where's a mill by the pond?
Pale with horror I saw you when your bird flew,
Now who in the whole low world has been kind to you,
Save for a kindly, ugly few?
Don't read it, don't watch it, don't do what they do.
From the wind in the Winter, no mercy, no quarter,
From the Summer no mercy, and little goes well,
That's where you'll live, that's where you'll live,
Till a gale rips ya sail, till a will kills ya mill...
Where have you been, my heat, my shadow?
How well did you like the song?
I filled it so full of nonsense and unrule
you feel like there's something forgotten or fell.
Pale with horror I saw you when your bird flew,
Now who in the whole low world has been kind to you,
Save for a kindly, ugly few?
Don't read it, don't watch it, don't do what they do.
Pink lipped bub, golden haired sitting,
Portraits of withering roots -
Pretty diversions, pointless excursions, pleasant distractions,
Underground mutes.
Augie March-Sunstroke House
O fraudulent mirror, O rank rainbow toad,
I'd break apart too, if I knowed what you knowed,
I'd fall from the wall, I'd leap from the road,
You take cover in the clover, you don't shoulder the load.
Wagner and wife, drama and strife,
Their syphilitic friend Dionysus is wise not to ask "Where's Sunstroke House?"
Where's a crow on the far fence?
Where's a mill by the pond?
Pale with horror I saw you when your bird flew,
Now who in the whole low world has been kind to you,
Save for a kindly, ugly few?
Don't read it, don't watch it, don't do what they do.
From the wind in the Winter, no mercy, no quarter,
From the Summer no mercy, and little goes well,
That's where you'll live, that's where you'll live,
Till a gale rips ya sail, till a will kills ya mill...
Where have you been, my heat, my shadow?
How well did you like the song?
I filled it so full of nonsense and unrule
you feel like there's something forgotten or fell.
Pale with horror I saw you when your bird flew,
Now who in the whole low world has been kind to you,
Save for a kindly, ugly few?
Don't read it, don't watch it, don't do what they do.
Pink lipped bub, golden haired sitting,
Portraits of withering roots -
Pretty diversions, pointless excursions, pleasant distractions,
Underground mutes.
Mojoman
Interstellar Overdrive
no doubt, considering it was half of at the drive in, in the band
but yeah they are trying a lot to be like him, but i like the singers voice, its more punk-ish
cut your ribbon is a fucking awesome song!!!
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Immerse your soul in love...
Melanie Jane
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These have probably already been done but oh well...
Perfect Day Lou Reed :
Just a perfect day,
Drink Sangria in the park,
And then later, when it gets dark,
We go home.
Just a perfect day,
Feed animals in the zoo
Then later, a movie, too,
And then home.
Oh it's such a perfect day,
I'm glad I spent it with you.
Oh such a perfect day,
You just keep me hanging on,
You just keep me hanging on.
Just a perfect day,
Problems all left alone,
Weekenders on our own.
It's such fun.
Just a perfect day,
You made me forget myself.
I thought I was someone else,
Someone good.
Oh it's such a perfect day,
I'm glad I spent it with you.
Oh such a perfect day,
You just keep me hanging on,
You just keep me hanging on.
You're going to reap just what you sow,
You're going to reap just what you sow,
You're going to reap just what you sow,
You're going to reap just what you sow...
Mad World Michael Andrews Feat. Gary Jules
All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
And their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tommorow, no tommorow
And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very, very
Mad World
Mad World
Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday
Made to feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
Look right through me, look right through me
And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very, very
Mad World
Mad World
Mad World
Mad World
Perfect Day Lou Reed :
Just a perfect day,
Drink Sangria in the park,
And then later, when it gets dark,
We go home.
Just a perfect day,
Feed animals in the zoo
Then later, a movie, too,
And then home.
Oh it's such a perfect day,
I'm glad I spent it with you.
Oh such a perfect day,
You just keep me hanging on,
You just keep me hanging on.
Just a perfect day,
Problems all left alone,
Weekenders on our own.
It's such fun.
Just a perfect day,
You made me forget myself.
I thought I was someone else,
Someone good.
Oh it's such a perfect day,
I'm glad I spent it with you.
Oh such a perfect day,
You just keep me hanging on,
You just keep me hanging on.
You're going to reap just what you sow,
You're going to reap just what you sow,
You're going to reap just what you sow,
You're going to reap just what you sow...
Mad World Michael Andrews Feat. Gary Jules
All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
And their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tommorow, no tommorow
And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very, very
Mad World
Mad World
Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday
Made to feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
Look right through me, look right through me
And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very, very
Mad World
Mad World
Mad World
Mad World
Melanie Jane
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Heroin The Velvet Underground :
I don't know just where I'm going
But I'm gonna try for the kingdom, if I can
'Cause it makes me feel like I'm a man
When I put a spike into my vein
And I'll tell ya, things aren't quite the same
When I'm rushing on my run
And I feel just like Jesus' son
And I guess that I just don't know
And I guess that I just don't know
I have made the big decision
I'm gonna try to nullify my life
'Cause when the blood begins to flow
When it shoots up the dropper's neck
When I'm closing in on death
And you can't help me not, you guys
And all you sweet girls with all your sweet silly talk
You can all go take a walk
And I guess that I just don't know
And I guess that I just don't know
I wish that I was born a thousand years ago
I wish that I'd sail the darkened seas
On a great big clipper ship
Going from this land here to that
In a sailor's suit and cap
Away from the big city
Where a man can not be free
Of all of the evils of this town
And of himself, and those around
Oh, and I guess that I just don't know
Oh, and I guess that I just don't know
Heroin, be the death of me
Heroin, it's my wife and it's my life
Because a mainer to my vein
Leads to a center in my head
And then I'm better off and dead
Because when the smack begins to flow
I really don't care anymore
About all the Jim-Jim's in this town
And all the politicians makin' crazy sounds
And everybody puttin' everybody else down
And all the dead bodies piled up in mounds
'Cause when the smack begins to flow
Then I really don't care anymore
Ah, when the heroin is in my blood
And that blood is in my head
Then thank God that I'm as good as dead
Then thank your God that I'm not aware
And thank God that I just don't care
And I guess I just don't know
And I guess I just don't know
Playground Love Air
I'm a high school lover
and you're my favorite flavor.
Love is all, all my soul.
You're my Playground Love.
Yet my hands are shaking.
I feel my body reeling, times no matter, I'm on fire.
On the playground, love.
You're the piece of gold
that flashes on my soul.
Extra time, on the ground.
You're my Playground Love.
Anytime, anywhere,
You're my Playground Love.
I don't know just where I'm going
But I'm gonna try for the kingdom, if I can
'Cause it makes me feel like I'm a man
When I put a spike into my vein
And I'll tell ya, things aren't quite the same
When I'm rushing on my run
And I feel just like Jesus' son
And I guess that I just don't know
And I guess that I just don't know
I have made the big decision
I'm gonna try to nullify my life
'Cause when the blood begins to flow
When it shoots up the dropper's neck
When I'm closing in on death
And you can't help me not, you guys
And all you sweet girls with all your sweet silly talk
You can all go take a walk
And I guess that I just don't know
And I guess that I just don't know
I wish that I was born a thousand years ago
I wish that I'd sail the darkened seas
On a great big clipper ship
Going from this land here to that
In a sailor's suit and cap
Away from the big city
Where a man can not be free
Of all of the evils of this town
And of himself, and those around
Oh, and I guess that I just don't know
Oh, and I guess that I just don't know
Heroin, be the death of me
Heroin, it's my wife and it's my life
Because a mainer to my vein
Leads to a center in my head
And then I'm better off and dead
Because when the smack begins to flow
I really don't care anymore
About all the Jim-Jim's in this town
And all the politicians makin' crazy sounds
And everybody puttin' everybody else down
And all the dead bodies piled up in mounds
'Cause when the smack begins to flow
Then I really don't care anymore
Ah, when the heroin is in my blood
And that blood is in my head
Then thank God that I'm as good as dead
Then thank your God that I'm not aware
And thank God that I just don't care
And I guess I just don't know
And I guess I just don't know
Playground Love Air
I'm a high school lover
and you're my favorite flavor.
Love is all, all my soul.
You're my Playground Love.
Yet my hands are shaking.
I feel my body reeling, times no matter, I'm on fire.
On the playground, love.
You're the piece of gold
that flashes on my soul.
Extra time, on the ground.
You're my Playground Love.
Anytime, anywhere,
You're my Playground Love.
ssssonicyouth
phonic booth
wooo mj likes VU
step into my office
step into my office
Melanie Jane
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Originally posted by ssssonicyouth
wooo mj likes VU
step into my office
Just checked and Heroin's already been done in this thread.
Ah well, it can be in here twice.
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Choose Life PF Project
Choose life.
Choose a job.
Choose a career.
Choose a family,
Choose a fucking big television
Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players, and electrical tin openers.
Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance.
Choose fixed-interest mortgage repayments.
Choose a starter home.
Choose your friends.
Choose leisure wear and matching luggage.
Choose a three piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics.
Choose DIY and wondering who you are on a Sunday morning.
Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing sprit-crushing ga me shows
Stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth.
Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing you last in a miserable home
Nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats
You have spawned to replace yourself.
Choose your future. Choose life.
(I chose not to choose life,
I chose something else)
From Trainspotting.
Choose life.
Choose a job.
Choose a career.
Choose a family,
Choose a fucking big television
Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players, and electrical tin openers.
Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance.
Choose fixed-interest mortgage repayments.
Choose a starter home.
Choose your friends.
Choose leisure wear and matching luggage.
Choose a three piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics.
Choose DIY and wondering who you are on a Sunday morning.
Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing sprit-crushing ga me shows
Stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth.
Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing you last in a miserable home
Nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats
You have spawned to replace yourself.
Choose your future. Choose life.
(I chose not to choose life,
I chose something else)
From Trainspotting.
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by who?Originally posted by Melanie Jane
Just checked and Heroin's already been done in this thread.
and indeed it can
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why you of course, who else?Originally posted by PrettyNoose
by who?
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- 2005
Originally posted by Melanie Jane
why you of course, who else?
your musical tastes still rock.
ssssonicyouth
phonic booth
wow i have to clear out this crap before i go to bed