What lyrics are you listening to now? (pt2)

[DotCommunist]

Shakedown 1979, cool kids never have the time
On a live wire right up off the street
You and I should meet
Junebug skipping like a stone
With the headlights pointed at the dawn
We were sure wed never see an end to it all
And I dont even care to shake these zipper blues
And we dont know
Just where our bones will rest
To dust I guess
Forgotten and absorbed into the earth below
Double cross the vacant and the bored
Theyre not sure just what we have in the store
Morphine city slippin dues down to see
That we dont even care as restless as we are
We feel the pull in the land of a thousand guilts
And poured cement, lamented and assured
To the lights and towns below
Faster than the speed of sound
Faster than we thought wed go, beneath the sound of hope
Justine never knew the rules,
Hung down with the freaks and the ghouls
No apologies ever need be made, I know you better than you fake it
To see that we dont care to shake these zipper blues
And we dont know just where our bones will rest
To dust I guess
Forgotten and absorbed into the earth below
The street heats the urgency of sound
As you can see theres no one around

 

[dlx1]

When you were here before,
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel,
Your skin makes me cry

You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
I wish I was special
You're so very special

But I'm a creep,
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here

I don't care if it hurts,
I wanna have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul

I want you to notice
when I'm not around
You're so very special
I wish I was special

But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here, ohhhh, ohhhh

She's running out the door
She's running out
She run run run run...
run...

Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so very special
I wish I was special

But I'm a creep,
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here

I don't belong here...

 

[rollinder]

Spy, spy, pretty girl
I see you see me through your window
Don't turn your nose up
Well, you can if you need to, you won't be the first or last
It must strain you to look down so far from your father's house
And I know what a louse like me in his house could do for you
I'm the Cream
Of the Great Utopia Dream
And you're the gleam
In the depths of your banker's spleen

I'm a phallus in pigtails
And there's blood on my nose
And my tissue is rotting
Where the rats chew my bones
And my eye sockets empty
See nothing but pain
I keep having this brainstorm
About twelve times a day
So now, you could spend the morning walking with me, quite amazed
As I'm Unwashed and Somewhat Slightly Dazed

I got eyes in my backside
That see electric tomatoes
On credit card rye bread
There are children in washrooms
Holding hands with a queen
And my heads full of murders
Where only killers scream
So now you ould spend the morning talking with me quite amazed
Look out, I'm raving mad and Somewhat Slightly Dazed

Now you run from your window
To the porcelain bowl
And you're sick from your ears
To the red parquet floor
And the Braque on the wall
Slides down your front
And eats through your belly
It's very catchhing
So now, you should spend the mornings lying to your father quite amazed
About the strange Unwashed and Happily Slightly Dazed.

 

[dynamicbaddog]

Daddys best girl in the world is not supposed to have a boyfriend
But shes never wanted at home
Other girls are allowed to wear their makeup
She sneaks out her lipstick powder and comb
She surrounds his name with hearts and flowers
Talks on the telephone for hours and hours
But with the bird in his hand
And two on a string
The words of love have an imitation ring

You little fool, you little fool
I suppose that your going to stay all night
You little fool
Dont look at me that way you know it isnt right
You little fool

They say no news is good news
The little girl wants information
Mother just gives her some pills to choose
And says go and use your imagination

Daddys best girl in the world says just look what I have got
As she sits beside him on the high stool
With his arm around her neck snowball in one hand
And the other full of imitation jewels
She fingers a string of pearls
An imitation but hell never know it
Imitation lashes flutter above
Looking for an imitation of love

You little fool
I suppose that your going to stay all night
You little fool
So dont look at me that way you know it isnt right
You little fool

 

[Johnny Canuck3]

uess I got what I deserved
Kept you waiting there too long, my love
All that time without a word
Didn't know you'd think that I'd forget or I'd regret
The special love I had for you, my baby blue

All the days became so long
Did you really think, I'd do you wrong?
Dixie, when I let you go
Thought you'd realize that I would know
I would show the special love I have for you, my baby blue

What can I do, what can I say
Except I want you by my side
How can I show you, show me the way
Don't you know the times I've tried?



Guess that's all I have to say
Except the feeling just grows stronger every day
Just one thing before I go
Take good care, baby, let me know, let it grow
The special love you have for me, my Dixie, dear.

 

[rollinder]

Maybe I should announce it, should i
Memory of a free festival

The children of the summers end
Gathered in the dampened grass
We played our songs and felt the london sky
Resting on our hands
It was gods land
It was ragged and naive
It was heaven

Touch, we touched the very soul
Of holding each and every life
We claimed the very source of joy ran through
It didnt, but it seemed that way
I kissed a lot of people that day

Oh, to capture just one drop of all the ecstasy that swept that afternoon
To paint that love upon a white balloon
And fly it from the toppest top of all the tops
That man has pushed beyond his brain
Satoria must be something just the same

We scanned the skies with rainbow eyes and saw machines of every shape and size
We talked with tall venusians passing through
And peter tried to climb aboard but the captain shook his head
And away they soared
Climbing through the ivory vibrant cloud
Someone passed some bliss among the crowd
And we walked back to the road, unchained

The sun machine is coming down, and were gonna have a party, ha ha ha
(repeat 25 times)
The sun machine is coming down, and were gonna have a party, yeah yeah
The sun machine is coming down, woh ho ho
Sun machine is coming down, oh oh oh ah
Sun machine is coming down, oh

 

[rollinder]

What happened up on Hemming's Way well
we will never change
you used to be a friend of mine

the last 5 years went by so fast
so fast I find it strange
the beneficial medicine of time

and I can hear your laughter
it stays with me after all this time

and I still got your records
clash and the selector
and don’t worry desmond dekker's doin’ fine

but doors were shut
the lines were cut
the walls went up so quick
the windows of opportunity were small

Brides collapsed
Divides were wide
sides we had to pick
And oh yeah, I forgot to call

I, I can hear laughter
it stays with me after all this time
and I still got your records
clash and the selector
and don’t worry desmond dekker's doin’ fine

seeds to the roots to the trunk to the truth
it’s understanding when it first began
in the day up to the sky
we climbed up so high
and we carried on the only way we can
laugh on and live
learn how to forgive
what we have could be as good as what we get
if you forgot
now I am still gone
what you gave to me back when we first met
what you gave to me back when we first met

I, I can hear laughter
it stays with me after all this time
and I still got your records
clash and the selector
and don’t worry desmond dekker's doin’ fine

 

[Y_I_Otter]

What's Hardcore?


I put a pen to the paper,
this time as visual as possible,
guns blast at the hospital,
the walls are white-washed with tin rooftops,
to show love you lick two shots,
it's dangerous, man!
journalists hire gunmen, there's violent women,
kids trust no one cause fire burnt them,
refugees die in boats, headed for peace,
is anyone scared of death here? Not in the least.
I walk by the old lady selling coconuts under the tree,
life is cheap here, but wisdom is free,
the beach boys hang on the side, leaning with pride,
scam artists and gangsters fiendin' to fight,
I walk with three kids that can't wait to meet God.
lately, that's Bucktooth, Mohamed and Crybaby,
what they do everyday just to eat, lord have mercy!
strapped with an AK and they blood thirsty...

So what's hardcore? Really, are you hardcore? Hmm.
So what's hardcore? Really, are you hardcore? Hmm.

We begin our day by the way of the gun,
rocket propelled grenades blow you away if you front,
we got no police ambulance or fire fighters,
we start riots by burning car tires,
they looting, and everybody start shooting,
bullshit politicians talking bout solutions, but it's all talk,
you can't go half a block with a road block,
you don't pay at the road block you get your throat shot,
and each road block is set up by these gangsters,
and different gangsters go by different standards,
for example, the evening is a no go,
unless you wanna wear a bullet like a logo,
in the day you should never take the alleyway,
the only thing that validates you is the AK,
they chew on Jad-- it's sorta like coco leafs,
and there ain't no police...

So what's hardcore? Really, are you hardcore? Hmm.
So what's hardcore? Really, are you hardcore? Hmm.

I'm a spit these verses cause I feel annoyed,
and I'm not gonna quit till I fill the void,
if I rhyme about home and got descriptive,
I'd make Fifty Cent look like Limp Biskit!
it's true, and don't make me rhyme about you,
I'm from where the kids is addicted to glue,
get ready, he got a good grip on the machete,
make rappers say they do it for love like R-Kelly,
it's HARD, harder than Harlem and Compton intertwined,
harder than harboring Bin Laden and rewind,
to that earlier part when I was kinda like,
"we begin our day by the way of the gun,
rocket propelled grenades blow you away if you front,
we got no police ambulances or fire fighters,
we start riots by burning car tires,
they looting, and everybody starting shooting...

So what's hardcore? Really, are you hardcore?Hmm.
So what's hardcore? Really, are you hardcore? Hmm.

 

[rollinder]

Drink away the rest of the day,
Wonder what my liver would say,
Drink, It's All you can.

Blackened days With their bigger gales,
Blow in your parlor to discust the day,
Listen it's all you can.

Ah but don't, don't sink the boat,
That you need, you built to keep afloat,
Ah no don't, don't sink the boat,
That you built...

Secret tired of luck to save,
Jump the river from the ball and chain,
Breath... it's all you can.

Rambling years of lousy luck,
Ya miss the smell of burning turf,
Dream it's all you can.

Ah but don't, don't sink the boat,
That you Built, you built to keep afloat,
Ah no don't, don't sink the boat,
That you built... you built to keep afloat.

Singled out for who you are,
Takes all types to judge a man,
Feel its all you can.

Fill your sense with biggest ears,
Hide behind their their own worst fears,
Live it's all you can.

It's all you can
It's all you can... do.

No matter where i put my head,
I wake up feeling sound again,
Breath its all you can.

Tomorrow smells of a lester cade,
Reach the bowls but glooming frame,
Be thankful it's all we can.

Ah but don't, don't sink the boat,
That you Built, you built to keep afloat,
Ah no don't, don't sink the boat,
That you built... you built to keep afloat.

Ah but don't, don't sink the boat,
That you Built, you built to keep afloat,
Ah no don't, don't sink the boat,
That you built... we all built to keep afloat.

It's a ripe old age,
It's a ripe old age,
It's a ripe old age,
Thats what I am.

A ripe old age,
A ripe old age,
A ripe old age,
Ahhh...

A ripe old age,
A ripe old age,
A ripe old age,
Thats what I am.

A ripe old age,
A ripe old age,
A ripe old age,
Thats what I am.

 

[rollinder]

a well pissed off punk version

Little boxes on the hillside,
Little boxes made of ticky tacky
Little boxes on the hillside,
Little boxes all the same,
Theres a pink one & a green one
And a blue one & a yellow one
And they are all made out of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same.

And the people in the houses
All went to the university
Where they were put in boxes
And they came out all the same
And theres doctors & lawyers
And business executives
And they are all made out of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same.

And they all play on the golf course
And drink their martinis dry
And they all have pretty children
And the children go to school,
And the children go to summer camp
And then to the university
Where they´re put in boxes
And they come out all the same.

And the boys go into business
And marry & raise a family
In boxes made of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same,
Theres a pink one & a green one
And a blue one & a yellow one
And they are all made out of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same.

 

[Kanda]

You're a part time lover and a full time friend
The monkey on you're back is the latest trend
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you

I kiss you on the brain in the shadow of a train
I kiss you all starry eyed, my body's swinging from side to side
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you

Here is the church and here is the steeple
We sure are cute for two ugly people
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you

The pebbles forgive me, the trees forgive me
So why can't, you forgive me?
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you

I will find my nitch in your car
With my mp3 DVD rumple-packed guitar
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you

Du du du du du du dudu
Du du du du du du dudu
Du du du du du du dudu du

Up up down down left right left right B A start
Just because we use cheats doesn't mean we're not smart
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you

You are always trying to keep it real
I'm in love with how you feel
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you

We both have shiny happy fits of rage
You want more fans, I want more stage
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you

Don Quixote was a steel driving man
My name is Adam I'm your biggest fan
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you

Squinched up your face and did a dance
You shook a little turd out of the bottom of your pants
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you

Du du du du du du dudu
Du du du du du du dudu
Du du du du du du dudu du
But you

 

[rollinder]

I saw a newspaper picture from the political campaign
A woman was kissing a child, who was obviously in pain
She spills with compassion, as that young child’s
Face in her hands she grips
Can you imagine all that greed and avarice
Coming down on that child’s lips

Well I hope I don’t die too soon
I pray the lord my soul to save
Oh I’ll be a good boy, I’m trying so hard to behave
Because there’s one thing I know, I’d like to live
Long enough to savour
That’s when they finally put you in the ground
I’ll stand on your grave and tramp the dirt down

When England was the whore of the world
Margaret was her madam
And the future looked as bright and as clear as
The black tarmacadam
Well I hope that she sleeps well at night, isn’t
Haunted by every tiny detail
’cos when she held that lovely face in her hands
All she thought of was betrayal

And now the cynical ones say that it all ends the same in the long run
Try telling that to the desperate father who just squeezed the life from his only son
And how it’s only voices in your head and dreams you never dreamt
Try telling him the subtle difference between justice and contempt
Try telling me she isn’t angry with this pitiful discontent
When they flaunt it in your face as you line up for punishment
And then expect you to say thank you straighten up, look proud and pleased
Because you’ve only got the symptoms, you haven’t got the whole disease
Just like a schoolboy, whose head’s like a tin-can
Filled up with dreams then poured down the drain
Try telling that to the boys on both sides, being blown to bits or beaten and maimed
Who takes all the glory and none of the shame

Well I hope you live long now, I pray the lord your soul to keep
I think I’ll be going before we fold our arms and start to weep
I never thought for a moment that human life could be so cheap
’cos when they finally put you in the ground
They’ll stand there laughing and tramp the dirt down

 

[dodgepot]

it's the hotness making you rock this come on now drop this give me the beat-uh the beat-uh

or something :-B

 

[Tank Girl]

everything...
i'm invisible...
an eraser of love...
why dont you call me i feel like flying in two...
i'm invisible...
an eraser of love...
why dont you call me i feel like flying in two...
an eraser of love...

i don't dream. (ice cream.) i scream so much.
you know what i mean. this electric stream.
and my tears in league with the wires and energy and my machine.
this is my beautiful dream.
i'm hurting no one. hurting no one...
i want to give you everything.
i want to give you energy. i want to give a good thing.
i want to give you everything. everything...
in one final scream of love who could climb this high she looks beautiful
like a child i feel tears. and i want to scream.
you know what i mean cause this is hurting no one. an eraser of love.

hurt. the necessary feeling.

why dont you call me i feel like flying in two...
an eraser of love.

 

[Bakunin]

You been bad
Don't do what I say.
You don't listen.
And you never obey.
Try to teach you.
But you just won't be good.
You won't behave the way
A big girl should.
It's time to give the whip a crack.
I'm gonna have to send you back to
Bitch School.
Bitch School.
You're a beauty.
You're the best of your breed.
You're a handful.
And I know what you need.
You need training.
Gonna bring you to heel.
I'm gonna break you with my will of steel.
Discipline's my middle name.
And no one comes back the same from
Bitch School.
Bitch School.
No more sniffling strangers, or running free at night.
You think my bark's bad, honey - wait till you feel my bite.
You got problems.
You whine and you beg.
When I'm busy,
You wanna dance with my leg.
I'm gonna chain you.
Make you sleep out of doors.
You're so fetching when you're down on all fours.
And when you hear your master,
You will come a little faster, thanks to
Bitch School.

 

[Y_I_Otter]

Here I stand, the goddess of Desire
Set men on fire
I have this power
Morning noon and night it's drink and dancing
Some quick romancing
And then a shower
Stage door johnnies always surround me
They always hound me
With one request
Who can satisfy their lustful habits
I'm not a rabbit
I need some rest

I'm tired
Sick and tired of love
I've had my fill of love
From below and above
Tired, tired of being admired
Tired of love uninspired
Let's face it
I'm tired

I've been with 1000's of men
Again and again
They promise the moon
They always coming and going
Going and coming
And always too soon
Right girls?

I'm tired,
Tired of playing the game
Ain't it a crying shame
I'm so tired
God dammit I'm exhausted

Tired, tired of playing the game
Ain't it a crying shame
I'm so tired

[Soldiers:]
She's tired (She's tired)
Sick and tired of love (Give her a break)
She's had her fill of love (She's not a snake)
From bellow and above (Can't you see she's sick)
Tired (She's bushed)
Tired of being admired (Let her alone)
Tired of love uninspired (Get off the phone)
She's tired (Don't you know she's pooped)

I've been with 1000's of men
Again and again
They sing the same tune
They start with Byron and Shelly
And jump on your belly
And bust your ballon
Aye!

Tired, tired of playing the game
Ain't it a freakin' shame
I'm so...
Let's face it everything below the waist is kapput!

[Soldiers:]
Tired!

 

[Iam]

Hides the eyes beneath the bill of the cap
Walks amongst the flies that hover over the mat
He lies, but only when there's a reason
Mentions life by the tragedy, the comedy, the season
Poor at handling and managing income
Got enough love to pass around and then some
Been done, that there a name you can trust
Read the whole match book and put a flame to the brush
Good with packs, and rips up sacks
Put the show in biz, try to give what you get
When you let him run free with the thought
Pull the line in, try to see what you caught
I ain't all that bad, but I ain't all that great
I Went back to the lab and began to mutate
Wait. I still look the same, still got the same dumb name
Ain't a damn thing changed
But if you like surprises, I know of a party
Where they all dance around to your heart beat
Bring your own agenda and embrace your flaws
Lets put a face on this common cause

And he said some got pencils and some got guns
Some know how to stand and some of them run
We don't get along, but we sing the same song
Party for the fight to write, and write on

Stay gold Pony Boy, stay true outspoken
Make a record Mr. Gangster and get 'em all open
The theories, the stories, the truths, the myths
Its all therapy, on top of turntablists
This indutry's big, so big in fact
We can all get some, and we can give some back
And if its done correct, we'll make more than noise
So pick it up, and pick me up when you're bored with the toys
As a child Hip Hop made me read books,
And Hip Hop made me wanna be a crook
And Hip Hop gave me the way and something to say
And all I took in return is a second look
Son, you're shook, cuz ain't no such thing as half way there
Gettin' good at actin' like you just don't care
The circle of life trying to make it square condition
And self sit still
And Still.. where have all the sheep gone
Burnt down the farm and turned the TV on
John Coltrane, Marvin Gaye and Bob Marley
All get invitations to my party

And he said some got pencils and some got guns
Some know how to stand and some of them run
We don't get along, but we sing the same song
Party for the fight to write, and write on

And if I spent anymore time inside my head
I'd probably need some leather straps attatched to my bed
And if I go another day without eating a meal
I'm gonna show you what it means to keep it real
And if they keep shootin' guns up and down my block
I Swear to God I'll be the first one to call the cops
And if I gotta hear that song ever again
You gonna have to share some of that beer my friend
They mistake me as happy-go-lucky
Just another base-head bobbin' nobody
But from where I stand, they sould like spies
Fillin' all the children's head with lies
Well alright, get your money right
But right now tonight I want you to pick a side
So when you got your power and you got your chedder
Let's get together soldier over throw this hold and make these roads better
Bring it on.. he said bring it on (right now)
Ain't nothin' but a party y'all... lets get it on

 

[Bakunin]

In ancient times...
Hundreds of years before the dawn of history
Lived a strange race of people... the Druids

No one knows who they were or what they were doing
But their legacy remains
Hewn into the living rock... Of Stonehenge

Stonehenge! Where the demons dwell
Where the banshees live and they do live well
Stonehenge! Where a man's a man
And the children dance to the Pipes of Pan

Hey!

Stonehenge! 'Tis a magic place
Where the moon doth rise with a dragon's face
Stonehenge! Where the virgins lie
And the prayers of devils fill the midnight sky

And you my love, won't you take my hand?
We'll go back in time to that mystic land
Where the dew drops cry and the cats meow
I will take you there, I will show you how

Oh!

And oh how they danced
The little children of Stonehenge
Beneath the haunted moon
For fear that daybreak might come too soon

And where are they now?
The little people of Stonehenge
And what would they say to us?
If we were here... tonight

 

[MightyAphrodite]

........

this song could have been written about my girls dad, except his names not geraldine and hes not a social worker....but the rest, yep...."...

"When you say that I'm no good and you feel like walking
I need to make sure you know thats just the Prescription talking"

is quality song writing ...ive had plenty of conversations almost just like that with him the past few months too tbf ...bless 'im






When your sparkle evades your soul
I'll be at your side to console
When your standing on the window ledge
I'll talk you back from the edge
I will turn your tide
Be your shepard and your guide
When your lost in the deep and darkest place around
May my words walk you home safe and sound

When you say that I'm no good and you feel like walking
I need to make sure you know thats just the Prescription talking
When your feet decide to walk you on the wayward side
Up upon the stairs and down the downward slide
I will, I will turn your tide
Do all that I can to heal you inside
I'll be the angel on your shoulder
My name is Geraldine, I'm your social worker


I see you need me
I know you do

 

[Iam]

Echoes of reggae comin' through my bedroom wall
havin' a party up next door but i'm sittin here all alone
two lovers in the bedroom and the other starts to shout
all i got is this blank stare and that don't carry no clout at all

Destination unknown
Ruby ruby ruby ruby soho

He's singin and she's there to lend a hand
he's seen his name on the marquee but she will never understand
once again he's leavin' and she's there with a tear in her eye
embraces with a warm gesture it's time, time to say goodbye

Ruby's heart ain't beatin cause she knows the feelin' is gone
she's not the only one who knew there's somethin' wrong
her lover's in the distance as she wipes a tear from her eye
ruby's fading out, she disappears, it's time, time to say goodbye

Ruby ruby ruby ruby soho

Destination unknown
Ruby ruby ruby ruby soho

 

[dynamicbaddog]

this is our town,this is Friday night
dressed in our rags and our rage and our best
piercing eyes looking for something,
anything,just anyone..
stare across the floors they begin to dance
missing all the rythms and the chosen right steps
and we laugh and we drink in our corner again
we're better than them... (we're better than them)
we're better than them... (we're better than them)

Divided we were born,divided we live
divided we fall,yeah,divided we die
still we tell ourselves over and over again
we're better than them... (we're better than them)
we're better than them...

With our hunger and our hatred
we all walk this town
with our fear and our weakness
just holding on
with our doubt and our emptyness
and this cold,cold frown
we got to be so important
we'll put the whole damn world down.

And we build the walls that we can hide behind
and our finest weapon is our poisoned pride
here in this town where the jealousies burn
we're watching you... (we're watching you)
and truth is only what we need it to be
to bring us survival through each and every day
where nowhere is safe and nowhere is home
just be cool... (be cool)

And what was she wearing and what did he say
who goes with who and what did they do?
yeah,we tell ourselves over and over again
we're better than them (we're better than them)
we're better than them (we're better than them

 

[El Jefe]

Green hills and enemies
These things they make us sentimental inside
Your words are gelignite
Or just another sentimental aside

We're catching bullets in our teeth
And though it's easy if you know how it's done
They split the secret up six ways before they gave it to us just before dawn
And now we don't remember

Our blood and guts are out
We spread our bones across the table at night
We cut our fingers off
To give ourselves those little extra insights

We're catching bullets in our teeth
And though they try hard not to say how it's done
They always do
They spill the secret out six ways
And beg for our forgiveness
Just before dawn
And now we don't remember

We're catching bullets in our teeth
It's hard to do but they taste so sweet
And if they take a couple out
We try to work things out
We catching bullets with our
Heads and hearts and all the darkest parts of us
It's strange to find such lights
In such endless night

So sweet to lose a friend
You leave the church and taste
The air in your lungs
Old lies and fireflies
Carve angels on your eyes
And all is undone
You whisper prayers into the dark
Up to a god in whom you've never believed
You always do
You split the secret up six ways
But it won't make it any easier to see
And now we don't remember

We're catching bullets in our teeth
Its hard to do but they're so sweet
And if they take a couple out
We try to work things out
We're catching bullets with our
Heads and hearts and all the darkest parts of us
It's strange to find such lights
In such endless night
We're catching bullets in our backs
We sent the undertaker back
Into the garden in the drought
To try to work things out
We're catching bullets with the best resources that we've got
We're happy then again we're not
We shout - through the endless doubt

 

[Sunspots]

Changing times
On my mind
I climb these walls
For my pot of gold

A million people left
To starve on the street
Mothers working hard
To make dead ends meet

Rich man knows hows
To make his money work
While the poor man is fighting
For the same piece of dirt

Rising tide
Has freed my mind
But you'll never know
Where they go

Government's taking half
Of what you make
Checking and watching
Every word you say

Kids are growing
Knowing only TV
Lining their minds
From repeated history

Wake up son
You're so beautiful
You're better than the players
And the things they do

Wake up son
You're so beautiful
You've got to see through the person
That they say is you

 

[Sunspots]

It was Saturday last week
I was hangin' out at Johnson's Creek
We were partyin' in my van
When we were hassled by The Man

Jammin' the Foghat
On my eight-track
With a case of malt liquor
And a bong in back

From out of nowhere
came the man in blue
I thought we were busted
But the pig was cool

The pig was cool
The pig was cool
I knew him from school
The pig was cool

We were at the Journey show
The first three songs, we were hanging low
Then the band played 'Wheel In The Sky'
Me and my babe started gettin' high...

The dude next to me
Said: '-Give me a hit'
So I passed him a joint
I'd already lit

When I saw his badge
I thought '-This is it...'
But he just said to me:
'-Man, this is good shit.'

The pig was cool
The pig was cool
The pig was cool
The pig was cool
The pig was cool
The pig was cool
The pig was cool

 

[MightyAphrodite]

i cant WAIT to see them... <sex wee>


let the raining teardrops rain down on me tonight
i think making up, faking up stories is alright
tick tock stop the clock, fiction is my thing
my attitude is always i and me and mine

oh i’m so clever, i'm so clever, i'm so clever
until my paranoia kicks in then i’ll accuse her
of doing all the worst things i do best
its funny how me fucking her about
has got me in this fucking mess

liar liar liar liar liar liar pants on fire
lies alibis lies more alibis
from the truth, i admit i’m more than shy
ain’t it the times we are living in
everybody’s doing it so why cant i?

i tally up tonight’s strangers
and stragglers that i’ve kissed
training ground notches, perfectly executed notches
and near misses
its all about going out and getting pissed with eagle eyes
and sincerity bottom on my list
what’s the story morning glory?
i feel so low and worthless, yeah

so this is where the outcome unfurls and the truth is being told
a cloud has gathered over my head and now i know
infidelity and my good friend ecstacy doesn’t work, it makes you worse
i’m feeling so guilty about the things i said to my mum when i was ten year old
i’m feeling so guilty about any old shit
and how i think my missus is fucking every guy that she looks at
this is it, this is it, this is it, this it
the end was always coming and now its here

so this is the grand finale
the crescendo of demise
this is the happy ending
where the bad guy goes down and dies
this is the end
with me on my knees and wondering why?
cross my heart, hope to die
its my own cheating heart that makes me cry

 

[sojourner]

I swear on the wet head of my first case of gonorrhea...

 

[Fedayn]

Song For Marcella


Doesn't seem quite so long ago,
The last time that I saw you,
Ain't it funny how the memories grow,
They always fold around you,
They tried to break you in a living hell,
But they couldn't find a way,
So they killed you in a H-Block cell,
And hoped that all would turn away,
Thought that your spirit couldn't rise again
But it dared to prove them wrong,
And in death you tore away the chains,
And let the world hear freedom's song,

Yet the heartache and pain linger on,
They're still here though it's so long since you've gone,
But we're stronger now you showed us how,
Freedom's fight can be won

I wish there was an easy road to choose,
To bring the heartache to an end,
But easy roads are always sure to lose,
I've seen that time and time again,
If you can stand by me like yesterday,
I'll find the strength to carry on,
So let your spirit shine along the way,
And our day will surely come,

Yet the heartache and pain linger on,
They're still here though its so long since you've gone,
But we're stronger now, you showed us how,
Freedom's fight can be won, if we all stand as one.

 

[trevhagl]

New SLOPPY SECONDS CD is every bit as great as expected, they have a way with words for sure and a sense of self depriciating humour that is alien to most bands

 

[Y_I_Otter]

You should see my story-reading baby.
You should hear the things that she says.
She says: "Hon, drop dead.
I'd rather go to bed
with Gabriel Garcia Marquez!

Cuddle up with with William S. Burroughs,
Leave on the light for Belle Hooks.
I've been flirtin'
with Pierre Burton
'cause he's so smart in his books."

I like to go out dancing
My baby likes a bunch of authors
My heart's so broke and bleeding
My baby's just sittin' there, doin' some readin'.

I started watchin' some TV
Played my new CD player too.
She said: "Turn it off,
or I'll call the cops,
and they'll throw the book at you!"

All this arguing made me get dizzy.
Called my doctor to come have a look.
I said "Doctor, Hurry!"
She said: "Don't worry,
I'll be over when I finish my book."

I like to go out dancing
My baby likes a bunch of authors
We've been living in hovels
Spendin', all our money on brand new novels

So I got myself on the streetcar
and it drove right into someone.
the driver said:
"I was looking straight ahead."
But he was reading the Toronto Sun

So my honey and me go to a counsellor,
to help figure out what we need.
She said: "We'll get your love growin'
but before we get goin'
here's some books I'd like you to read."

I like to go out dancing
My baby likes a bunch of authors
Lately we've had some friction
My baby's hooked on ghort works of fiction

So we split and went to a party.
Some friends my girl said she knew.
But what a sight,
cause it's authors night
and the place looks like a Who's Who

Now I'm poundin the Ouzo - With Mario Puzo
Who's that funny fella? - W.P. Kinsella
Who brought the cat? - Would Margaret Atwood?
Who needs a shave? - He's Robertson Davies!

Ondaatje started a food fight,
salmon mousse all over the scene
I spilled some dressing
on Doris Lessing
(These writer types are a scream!)

I like to go out dancing
My baby likes a bunch of authors
We'll be together for ages
Eatin' and sleepin' and
(Eatin' and sleepin' and)
Eatin' and sleepin' and turnin' pages

 

[MightyAphrodite]

Oh oh, how you are my hero
Oh, oh, how you're never here though
Remember times when you put me on your shoulders
How I wish that it was forever you would hold us
Oh, oh, right now i'm too young to know
How in the future it will affect me when you go
Oh, oh, you could have had it all
You, me, and mum y'know
Anything was possible

I wont be the lonely one
Sitting on my own and sad
A fifty year old
Reminiscing what I had
I wont be the lonely one
Sitting on my own and sad


Forget your dad, he's gone
Forget your dad, he's gone

All I wanted was a kick-a-bout in the park
For you to race me home when it was nearly getting dark
How I could've been yours, and you be mine
It could've been me and you until the end of time
Oh, do what you want, when you want
Be as fucking insincere as you can
What kind of way is that to treat your wife
To see your son on saturdays
What way is that to live your life?

I wont be the lonely one
Sitting on my own and sad
A fifty year old
Reminiscing what I had
I wont be the lonely one
Sitting on my own and sad


Forget your dad, hes gone
Forget your dad, hes gone