Wednesday, 7 April 2010
Tuesday, 2 March 2010
Tool / "Hush"
FUCK YOU!
I can't say what I want to,
even if I'm not serious.
I can't say what I want to,
even if I'm not serious.
Things like....
"Fuck yourself, fuck yourself
you piece of shit why don't you just go kill yourself?!"
I can't say what I want to,
even if I'm not serious.
I can't say what I want to,
even if.. I'M JUST KIDDING!
People tell me what to say,
what to think ,
and what to play.
People tell me what to say,
what to think ,
and what to play.
I say...
"Yeah well, go fuck yourself, fuck yourself
you piece of shit.
Why don't you go kill yourself?"
I can't say what I want to,
even if I'm not serious.
I can't say what I want to,
even if.. I'M JUST KIDDING!
"Fuck yourself, fuck yourself,
you piece of shit."
People tell me what to say,
what to think ,
and what to play.
Just kidding.
I can't say what I want to,
even if I'm not serious.
I can't say what I want to,
even if I'm not serious.
Things like....
"Fuck yourself, fuck yourself
you piece of shit why don't you just go kill yourself?!"
I can't say what I want to,
even if I'm not serious.
I can't say what I want to,
even if.. I'M JUST KIDDING!
People tell me what to say,
what to think ,
and what to play.
People tell me what to say,
what to think ,
and what to play.
I say...
"Yeah well, go fuck yourself, fuck yourself
you piece of shit.
Why don't you go kill yourself?"
I can't say what I want to,
even if I'm not serious.
I can't say what I want to,
even if.. I'M JUST KIDDING!
"Fuck yourself, fuck yourself,
you piece of shit."
People tell me what to say,
what to think ,
and what to play.
Just kidding.
Wednesday, 24 February 2010
Genesis / "The Carpet Crawlers"
He returns from his mixed-up memories to the passage he was previously stuck in. this time he discovers a long carpeted corridor.
There is lambswool under my naked feet.
The wool is soft and warm,
- gives off some kind of heat.
A salamander scurries into flame to be destroyed.
Imaginary creatures are trapped in birth on celluloid.
The fleas cling to the golden fleece,
Hoping they'll find peace.
Each thought and gesture are caught in celluloid.
There's no hiding in my memory.
There's no room to avoid.
The walls are painted in red ocher and are marked by strange insignia, some looking like a bulls-eye, others of birds and boats. further down the corridor, he can see some people; all kneeling.
Broken sighs and murmurs they struggle, in their slow motion to move towards a wooden door at the end. having seen only the inanimate bodies in the grand parade of lifeless packaging, rael rushe
Talk to them.
The crawlers cover the floor in the red ochre corridor.
For my second sight of people, they've more lifeblood than before.
They're moving in time to a heavy wooden door,
Where the needles eye is winking, closing in on the poor.
The carpet crawlers heed their callers:
Weve got to get in to get out
Weve got to get in to get out
Weve got to get in to get out.
What's going on? he cries to a muttering monk, who conceals a yawn and replies it's a long time yet before the dawn. a sphinx-like crawler calls his name saying don
K him, the monk is drunk. each one of us is trying to reach the top of the stairs, a way out will await us there. not asking how he can move freely, our hero goes boldly through the door.
D a table loaded with food, is a spiral staircase going up into the ceiling.
There's only one direction in the faces that I see;
It's upward to the ceiling, where the chambers said to be.
Like the forest fight for sunlight, that takes root in every tree.
They are pulled up by the magnet, believing they're free.
The carpet crawlers heed their callers:
We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out.
Mild mannered supermen are held in kryptonite,
And the wise and foolish virgins giggle with their bodies glowing
Bright.
Through a door a harvest feast is lit by candlelight;
It's the bottom of a staircase that spirals out of sight.
The carpet crawlers heed their callers:
We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out.
The porcelain manikin with shattered skin fears attack.
The eager pack lift up their pitchers - they carry all they lack.
The liquid has congealed, which has seeped out through the crack,
And the tickler takes his stickleback.
The carpet crawlers heed their callers:
We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out.
There is lambswool under my naked feet.
The wool is soft and warm,
- gives off some kind of heat.
A salamander scurries into flame to be destroyed.
Imaginary creatures are trapped in birth on celluloid.
The fleas cling to the golden fleece,
Hoping they'll find peace.
Each thought and gesture are caught in celluloid.
There's no hiding in my memory.
There's no room to avoid.
The walls are painted in red ocher and are marked by strange insignia, some looking like a bulls-eye, others of birds and boats. further down the corridor, he can see some people; all kneeling.
Broken sighs and murmurs they struggle, in their slow motion to move towards a wooden door at the end. having seen only the inanimate bodies in the grand parade of lifeless packaging, rael rushe
Talk to them.
The crawlers cover the floor in the red ochre corridor.
For my second sight of people, they've more lifeblood than before.
They're moving in time to a heavy wooden door,
Where the needles eye is winking, closing in on the poor.
The carpet crawlers heed their callers:
Weve got to get in to get out
Weve got to get in to get out
Weve got to get in to get out.
What's going on? he cries to a muttering monk, who conceals a yawn and replies it's a long time yet before the dawn. a sphinx-like crawler calls his name saying don
K him, the monk is drunk. each one of us is trying to reach the top of the stairs, a way out will await us there. not asking how he can move freely, our hero goes boldly through the door.
D a table loaded with food, is a spiral staircase going up into the ceiling.
There's only one direction in the faces that I see;
It's upward to the ceiling, where the chambers said to be.
Like the forest fight for sunlight, that takes root in every tree.
They are pulled up by the magnet, believing they're free.
The carpet crawlers heed their callers:
We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out.
Mild mannered supermen are held in kryptonite,
And the wise and foolish virgins giggle with their bodies glowing
Bright.
Through a door a harvest feast is lit by candlelight;
It's the bottom of a staircase that spirals out of sight.
The carpet crawlers heed their callers:
We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out.
The porcelain manikin with shattered skin fears attack.
The eager pack lift up their pitchers - they carry all they lack.
The liquid has congealed, which has seeped out through the crack,
And the tickler takes his stickleback.
The carpet crawlers heed their callers:
We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out.
Saturday, 13 February 2010
Peter Gabriel / "Father, Son"
Father, son
Locked as one
In this empty room
Spine against spine
Yours against mine
Till the warmth comes through
Remember the breakwaters down by the waves
I first found my courage
Knowing daddy could save
I could hold back the tide
With my dad by my side
Dogs, plows and bows
We move through each pose
Struggling in our separate ways
Mantras and hymns
Unfolding limbs
Looking for release through the pain
And the yogi's eyes are open
Looking up above
He too is dreaming of his daddy's love
With his dad by his side
Got his dad by his side
Can you recall
How you took me to school
We couldn't talk much at all
It's been so many years
And now these tears
Guess I'm still your child
Out on the moors
We take a pause
See how far we have come
You're moving quite slow
How far can we go
Father and son
With my dad by my side
With my dad by my side
Got my dad by my side
With me
Locked as one
In this empty room
Spine against spine
Yours against mine
Till the warmth comes through
Remember the breakwaters down by the waves
I first found my courage
Knowing daddy could save
I could hold back the tide
With my dad by my side
Dogs, plows and bows
We move through each pose
Struggling in our separate ways
Mantras and hymns
Unfolding limbs
Looking for release through the pain
And the yogi's eyes are open
Looking up above
He too is dreaming of his daddy's love
With his dad by his side
Got his dad by his side
Can you recall
How you took me to school
We couldn't talk much at all
It's been so many years
And now these tears
Guess I'm still your child
Out on the moors
We take a pause
See how far we have come
You're moving quite slow
How far can we go
Father and son
With my dad by my side
With my dad by my side
Got my dad by my side
With me
Friday, 15 January 2010
The Prodigy / "Take Me To The Hospital"
Take Me To The . . .
Take Me To The . . .
Take Me To The Hospital
Take Me To The Hospital
Take Me To The Hospital
Take Me To The Hospital
Take Me To The Hospital
Take Me To The Hospital
Push Up Your Hand If Your Lovin My Style
Push Up Your Hand If Your Lovin My Style
Push Up Your Hand If Your Lovin My Style
(I Say) Your God Damb Hand Up, I Say
Push Up Your Hand If Your Lovin My Style
Push Up Your Hand If Your Lovin My Style
Push Up Your Hand If Your Lovin My Style
(I Say) Your God Damb Hand Up, I Say
Along Came A Spider
He Was Creepy Like Dracula
He Spoke Like He Was A Friend
So I Came With Adrenaline
Hold It
Welcome To The Seen Of The Crash
Welcome To The Seen Of The Crash
Take Me To The Hospital
Take Me To The Hospital
Take Me To The Hospital
Take Me To The
Push Up Your Hand If Your Lovin My Style
Push Up Your Hand If Your Lovin My Style
Push Up Your Hand If Your Lovin My Style
(I Say) Your God Damb Hand Up, I Say
Push Up Your Hand If Your Lovin My Style
Push Up Your Hand If Your Lovin My Style
Push Up Your Hand If Your Lovin My Style
(I Say) Your God Damb Hand Up, I Say
Crash
Crash
Welcome To The Seen Of The Crash
Welcome To The Seen Of The Crash
Take Me To The Hospital
Take Me To The Hospital
Take Me To The Hospital
Take Me To The
Take Me To The . . .
Take Me To The Hospital
Take Me To The Hospital
Take Me To The Hospital
Take Me To The Hospital
Take Me To The Hospital
Take Me To The Hospital
Push Up Your Hand If Your Lovin My Style
Push Up Your Hand If Your Lovin My Style
Push Up Your Hand If Your Lovin My Style
(I Say) Your God Damb Hand Up, I Say
Push Up Your Hand If Your Lovin My Style
Push Up Your Hand If Your Lovin My Style
Push Up Your Hand If Your Lovin My Style
(I Say) Your God Damb Hand Up, I Say
Along Came A Spider
He Was Creepy Like Dracula
He Spoke Like He Was A Friend
So I Came With Adrenaline
Hold It
Welcome To The Seen Of The Crash
Welcome To The Seen Of The Crash
Take Me To The Hospital
Take Me To The Hospital
Take Me To The Hospital
Take Me To The
Push Up Your Hand If Your Lovin My Style
Push Up Your Hand If Your Lovin My Style
Push Up Your Hand If Your Lovin My Style
(I Say) Your God Damb Hand Up, I Say
Push Up Your Hand If Your Lovin My Style
Push Up Your Hand If Your Lovin My Style
Push Up Your Hand If Your Lovin My Style
(I Say) Your God Damb Hand Up, I Say
Crash
Crash
Welcome To The Seen Of The Crash
Welcome To The Seen Of The Crash
Take Me To The Hospital
Take Me To The Hospital
Take Me To The Hospital
Take Me To The
Monday, 4 January 2010
Primal Scream / "Can't Go Back"
I looked into my baby's eyes
I tried so hard to find some light
When I looked there was no one there
No one there at all
I walked on down a crowded street
I hard somebody talk to me
When I turned around to speak
There was no one there at all
Can't go back I can't go back
Can't go back I can't go back
Can't go back I can't go back
To the place I was before
I stuck a needle in my arm
I stuck it in my baby's heart
She looked so hot & sexy
She wasn't there at all
I heard some one break in my house
They had a gun they had a knife
But it was all behind my eyes
There was no one there at all
Can't go back I can't go back
Can't go back I can't go back
Can't go back I can't go back
To the place I was before
My baby looked into my eyes
She tried so hard to find some light
When She looked there was no one there
No one there at all
Can't go back I can't go back
Can't go back I can't go back
Can't go back I can't go back
To the place I was before
I tried so hard to find some light
When I looked there was no one there
No one there at all
I walked on down a crowded street
I hard somebody talk to me
When I turned around to speak
There was no one there at all
Can't go back I can't go back
Can't go back I can't go back
Can't go back I can't go back
To the place I was before
I stuck a needle in my arm
I stuck it in my baby's heart
She looked so hot & sexy
She wasn't there at all
I heard some one break in my house
They had a gun they had a knife
But it was all behind my eyes
There was no one there at all
Can't go back I can't go back
Can't go back I can't go back
Can't go back I can't go back
To the place I was before
My baby looked into my eyes
She tried so hard to find some light
When She looked there was no one there
No one there at all
Can't go back I can't go back
Can't go back I can't go back
Can't go back I can't go back
To the place I was before
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