Let's compile the soundtrack of Sciforums! Post a song that you think captures the atmosphere or an important aspect of Sciforums. Here's the intro. * * * Radiohead Paranoid Android Please could you stop the noise, I'm trying to get some rest From all the unborn chicken voices in my head What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but not an android) What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but not an android) When I am king, you will be first against the wall With your opinion which is of no consequence at all What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but no android) What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but no android) Ambition makes you look pretty ugly Kicking and squealing gucci little piggy You don't remember You don't remember Why don't you remember my name? Off with his head, man Off with his head, man Why don't you remember my name? I guess he does.... Rain down, rain down Come on rain down on me From a great height From a great height... height... Rain down, rain down Come on rain down on me From a great height From a great height... height... Rain down, rain down Come on rain down on me That's it, sir You're leaving The crackle of pigskin The dust and the screaming The yuppies networking The panic, the vomit The panic, the vomit God loves his children, God loves his children, yeah!
Rage against the Machine ASHES IN THE FALL A mass of hands press on the market window Ghosts of progress Dressed in slow death Feeding on hunger And glaring through the promise Upon the food that rots slowly in the aisle A mass of nameless at the oasis That hides the graves beneath the master's hill Are buried for drinking The rivers water while Shackled to the the line at the empty well This is the new sound, just like the old sound Just like the noose wound, over the new ground This is the new sound, just like the old sound Just like the noose wound, over new ground Listen to the facist sing "Take hope here War is elsewhere You were chosen This is Gods land Soon we'll be free Of blot and mixture Seeds planted by our Forefathers hand" A mass of promises Begin to rupture Like the pockets Of the new world kings Like swollen stomachs In Appalachia Like the priest that fucked you As he whispered holy things A mass of tears have transform the stones now Sharpened on suffering And woven into the slings Hope lies in the rubble of this rich fortress Taking today what tomorrow never brings This is the new sound, just like the old sound Just like the noose wound, over new ground This is the new sound, just like the old sound Just like the noose wound, over the new ground This is the new sound, just like the old sound Just like the noose wound, over the new ground Ain't the new sound, just like the old sound Look at the noose now, over the, over the, over the burning ground Ain't it funny how the factory doors close Round the time that the school doors close Round the time that the doors of the jail cells Open up to greet you like the reaper Ain't its funny how the factory doors close Round the time that the school doors close Round the time that a hundred thousand jail cells Open up to greet you like the reaper Oh, oh Oasis This is no oasis This is the new sound, just like the old sound Just like the noose wound, over the new ground This is the new sound, just like the old sound Just like the noose wound, over the new ground Like ashes in the fall Like ashes in the fall Like ashes in the fall Like ashes in the fall Like ashes in the fall Like ashes in the fall Like ashes in the fall Like ashes in the fall Like ashes in the fall Like ashes in the fall Like ashes in the fall (ha, ha) Like ashes in the fall (ho, ho) Like ashes in the fall (ha, ha) Like ashes in the fall (ho, ho) Like ashes in the fall (ha, ha) Like ashes in the fall (ho, ho) Like ashes in the fall (ha, ha) Like ashes in the fall (ho, ho) Like ashes in the fall (ha, ha) Like ashes in the fall (ho, ho) Like ashes in the fall (ha, ha) Like ashes in the fall (ho, ho) Like ashes in the fall (ha, ha) Like ashes in the fall (ho, ho) Like ashes in the fall (ha, ha)
Jees water... the panic, the vomit ... This is more like Sciforums. c)1992, Adapted by Judy and David Gershon (SOCAN) The wheels on the bus go round and round, round and round, round and round. The wheels on the bus go round and round, all through the town. The wipers on the bus go Swish, swish, swish; Swish, swish, swish; Swish, swish, swish. The wipers on the bus go Swish, swish, swish, all through the town. The horn on the bus goes Beep, beep, beep; Beep, beep, beep; Beep, beep, beep. The horn on the bus goes Beep, beep, beep, all through the town.. The money on the bus goes, Clink, clink, clink; Clink, clink, clink; Clink, clink, clink. The money on the bus goes, Clink, clink, clink, all through the town. The Driver on the bus says "Move on back, move on back, move on back;" The Driver on the bus says "Move on back", all through the town. The baby on the bus says "Wah, wah, wah; Wah, wah, wah; Wah, wah, wah". The baby on the bus says "Wah, wah, wah", all through the town. The mommy on the bus says "Shush, shush, shush; Shush, shush, shush; Shush, shush, shush." The mommy on the bus says "Shush, shush, shush" all through the town.
The Smiths BIGMOUTH STRIKES AGAIN Sweetness, sweetness I was only joking When I said I'd like to smash every tooth In your head Oh ... sweetness, sweetness, I was only joking When I said by rights you should be Bludgeoned in your bed And now I know how Joan of Arc felt Now I know how Joan of Arc felt As the flames rose to her roman nose And her Walkman started to melt Oh ... Bigmouth, la ... bigmouth, la ... Bigmouth strikes again And I've got no right to take my place With the Human race Oh, bigmouth, la ... bigmouth, la Bigmouth strikes again And I've got no right to take my place With the Human race And now I know how Joan of Arc felt Now I know how Joan of Arc felt As the flames rose to her roman nose And her hearing aid started to melt Bigmouth, la ... bigmouth, la ... Bigmouth strikes again And I've got no right to take my place With the Human race Oh ... Bigmouth, oh ... bigmouth, la ... Bigmouth strikes again And I've got no right to take my place With the Human race Oh ... Bigmouth, oh ... bigmouth, la ... Bigmouth strikes again And I've got no right to take my place With the Human race Oh ... Bigmouth, oh ... bigmouth, la ... Bigmouth strikes again And I've got no right to take my place With the Human race Oh ...
The Doors People Are Strange People are strange when you're a stranger Faces look ugly when you're alone Women seem wicked when you're unwanted Streets are uneven when you're down When you're strange Faces come out of the rain When you're strange No one remembers your name When you're strange When you're strange When you're strange People are strange when you're a stranger Faces look ugly when you're alone Women seem wicked when you're unwanted Streets are uneven when you're down When you're strange Faces come out of the rain When you're strange No one remembers your name When you're strange When you're strange When you're strange When you're strange Faces come out of the rain When you're strange No one remembers your name When you're strange When you're strange When you're strange
King Crimson :: In the Court of the Crimson King :: 21 St Century Schizoid Man(Fripp/Sinfield/McDonald/Lake/Giles) Cat's foot iron claw Neuro-surgeons scream for more At paranoia's poison door. Twenty first century schizoid man. Blood rack barbed wire Polititians' funeral pyre Innocents raped with napalm fire Twenty first century schizoid man. Death seed blind man's greed Poets' starving children bleed Nothing he's got he really needs Twenty first century schizoid man.
Marillion - Freaks Have you ever met a lady, screaming angst potential? Have you ever dreamed of romance, no matter how experimental? Have you ever felt an alien drifting back into your hometown? Did you think you were buying safety when you bought that piece of ground? She said all the best freaks are here She said all the best freaks are here, please stop staring at me So I said all the best freaks are here All the best freaks are here, please stop staring at me Have you ever woke up, sweating in the middle of the night? You search the darkness and you’re scrambling for the light Have you ever walked down the street, heard bootsteps following you? Don’t worry my son, you’ve got the spook squad looking after you He said all the best freaks are here He said all the best freaks are here, please stop staring at me So I said all the best freaks are here All the best freaks are here, please stop staring at me, stop staring at me Airport terminal, patiently waiting on the last call You feel the eyes burn the back of your head Sign the autograph, get out of the picture, gonna have the last laugh Feel the whispers as you head for the plane Stop staring at me Love and linen sheets seem so very far away You save your pennies and you buy another day But after all it’s only hide and seek, just another game There’s so much fun to be had when you’re living with a name All the best freaks are here, all the best freaks are here Please stop staring at me, all the best freaks are here All the best freaks are here, please stop staring at me Oh, stop staring at me, oh, stop staring at me They said all the best freaks are here All the best freaks are here, please stop staring at me All the best freaks are here All the best freaks are here, please stop staring at me
I'm a man of academic merits and education...so: Artist: Prodigy Song: Smack My Bitch Up Change my pitch up, smack my bitch up Change my pitch up, smack my bitch up Change my pitch up, smack my bitch up
Roxy Music More than this I could feel at the time There was no way of knowing Fallen leaves in the night Who can say where they're blowing As free as the wind Hopefully learning Why the sea on the tide Has no way of turning More than this you know there's nothing More than this tell me one thing More than this ooh there is nothing It was fun for a while There was no way of knowing Like a dream in the night Who can say where we're going No care in the world Maybe I'm learning Why the sea on the tide Has no way of turning More than this you know there's nothing More than this tell me one thing More than this no, there's nothing More than this nothing More than this More than this nothing
Earth Wind and Fire: Boogie Nights Boogie nights oh Boogie nights, boogie nights Boogie nights Ain't no doubt we are here till morning Boogie nights Come on now got to get it started Dance with the boogie get high 'Cos boogie nights are always the best in town Got to keep on dancing Keep on dancing Got to keep on dancing Keep on dancing (Party night) Can you show that you know how to do it (Boogie nights) Do it, do it Party night Settle down with the sound of the music (Boogie night) Music, music Boogie nights Get that groove let it take you higher Boogie nights Make it move set this place on fire Boogie nights Feel so right when you got the feeling Boogie nights Hold you tight get to keep on dealing
Fish Heads ********** Fish heads, Fish heads Rolly polly Fish heads Fish heads, Fish heads Eat them up, Yummm Fish heads, Fish heads Rolly polly Fish heads Fish heads, Fish heads Eat them up, Yummm In the morning Laughing, happy Fish Heads In the evening Floating in the soup Fish heads, Fish heads Rolly polly Fish heads Fish heads, Fish heads Eat them up, Yummm Ask a Fish head Anything you want to They won't answer They can't talk Fish heads, Fish heads Rolly polly Fish heads Fish heads, Fish heads Eat them up, Yummm I took a Fish head Out to see a movie Didn't have to pay To get it in Fish heads, Fish heads Rolly polly Fish heads Fish heads, Fish heads Eat them up, Yummm They can't play baseball They don't wear sweaters They're not good dancers They don't play drums Fish heads, Fish heads Rolly polly Fish heads Fish heads, Fish heads Eat them up, Yummm Rolly polly Fish heads Are never seen drinking Cappacino in Italian restaurants With Oriental women...Yeah Fish heads, Fish heads Rolly polly Fish heads Fish heads, Fish heads Eat them up, Yummm Fish heads, Fish heads Rolly polly Fish heads Fish heads, Fish heads Eat them up, Yummm... (Yummm) Fish heads, Fish heads Rolly polly Fish heads Fish heads, Fish heads Eat them up, Yummm Fish heads, Fish heads Rolly polly Fish heads Fish heads, Fish heads Eat them up, Yummm YEAH!!!!!!!!!
Ah. Wait. Another good one. Heard it on the radio on the ride home. Perfect for the forums. My Dingaling (I'm unsure as to the artist... I'm thinking Chuck Berry? Fats Domino? Hmmm.) My Dingaling When I was young there was a girl next door.. Always played with her yoyo.. Played with her yoyo on a string Then she played with my dingaling! My dingaling oh my dingaling My dingaling is the cutest thing My dingaling, my dingaling I want you to play with my dingaling! When I was young I went to Sunday school The teacher taught me the golden rule.. but when the choir stood up to sing.. They caught me playing with my dingaling!! My dingaling oh my dingaling My dingaling is the cutest thing My dingaling, my dingaling I want you to play with my dingaling! I used to drive steel on the railroad track An accident sent me flat on my back I took a big swing but I missed that thing I wish it would have missed my poor dingaling! My dingaling oh my dingaling My dingaling is the sweetest thing My dingaling, my dingaling I want you to play with my dingaling! When I was long I lived on a farm I was a-hiding out in the barn Papa came looking just what he seen He caught me a-playing with my dingaling! My dingaling oh my dingaling My dingaling is the cutest thing My dingaling oh my dingaling I want you to play with my dingaling! Ah-ha! I was right. Chuck Berry. Here's the version I heard today. It was a live version with the girl's singing MY and the boys singing DINGALING. When I was a little biddy boy My grandmother bought me a cute little toy Silver bells hanging on a string She told me it was my ding-a-ling-a-ling Oh My Ding-A-Ling My Ding-A-Ling I want you play with My Ding-A-Ling My Ding-A-Ling My Ding-A-Ling I want you play with My Ding-A-Ling And then Mama took me to Grammar school But I stopped off in the Vestibule Everytime that bell would ring You'd catch me playing with my ding-a-ling My Ding-A-Ling My Ding-A-Ling I want you play with My Ding-A-Ling My Ding-A-Ling My Ding-A-Ling I want you play with My Ding-A-Ling Once I was climbing the garden wall, I slipped and had a terrible fall I fell so hard I heard bells ring, But held on to My ding-a-ling My Ding-A-Ling My Ding-A-Ling I want you play with My Ding-A-Ling My Ding-A-Ling My Ding-A-Ling I want you play with My Ding-A-Ling OnceI was swimming cross turtle creek Man them snappers all around my feet Sure was hard swimming cross that thing With both hands holding my dingalingaling My Ding-A-Ling My Ding-A-Ling I want you play with My Ding-A-Ling My Ding-A-Ling My Ding-A-Ling I want you play with My Ding-A-Ling Hmm this here song it ain't so bad The cutest little song you ever had And those of you who will not sing You must be playing with your own Ding-a-ling My Ding-A-Ling My Ding-A-Ling I want you play with My Ding-A-Ling My Ding-A-Ling My Ding-A-Ling I want you play with My Ding-A-Ling Your Ding-A-Ling Your Ding-A-Ling we saw you playing with your Ding-A-Ling My Ding-A-Ling everybody's ding I want to play with My Ding-A-Ling My Ding-A-Ling My Ding-A-Ling I want to play with My Ding-A-Ling
One of the more interesting things about Sciforums is that the members are not only an important part of the discussions, they are integral to it. This forum is one of the more unusual in that regard. But OT, and almost in defiance of that statement, one which illustrates something I said long ago : The Sound of Silence (Simon and Garfunkle) Hello darkness, my old friend, I’ve come to talk with you again, Because a vision softly creeping, Left it’s seeds while I was sleeping, And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains Within the sound of silence. In restless dreams I walked alone Narrow streets of cobblestone, ’neath the halo of a street lamp, I turned my collar to the cold and damp When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of A neon light That split the night And touched the sound of silence. And in the naked light I saw Ten thousand people, maybe more. People talking without speaking, People hearing without listening, People writing songs that voices never share And no one deared Disturb the sound of silence. Fools said i,you do not know Silence like a cancer grows. Hear my words that I might teach you, Take my arms that I might reach you. But my words like silent raindrops fell, And echoed In the wells of silence And the people bowed and prayed To the neon God they made. And the sign flashed out it’s warning, In the words that it was forming. And the signs said, the words of the prophets Are written on the subway walls And tenement halls. And whisper’d in the sounds of silence.
Tom Waits Underground Rattle Big Black Bones in the Danger zone there's a rumblin' groan down below there's a big dark town it's a place I've found there's a world going on UNDERGROUND they're alive, they're awake while the rest of the world is asleep below the mine shaft roads it will all unfold there's a world going on UNDERGROUND all the roots hang down swing from town to town they are marching around down under your boots all the trucks unload beyond the gopher holes there's a world going on UNDERGROUND
My daddy was a drunk.. ..and I became one too. My momma was a bitch.. ..and my crotch is itching too. Haha!
There's a face that we wear In the cold light of day - It's society's mask, It's society's way, And the truth is That it's all a façade! There's a face that we hide Till the nighttime appears, And what's hiding inside, Behind all of our fears, Is our true self, Locked inside the façade! Every day People, in their own sweet way, Like to add a coat of paint, And be what they ain't! That's how our little - Game is played, Livin' like a masquerade Actin' a bizarre charade - While playing the saint! But there's one thing I know, And I know it for sure: This disease that we've got Has got no ready cure! And I'm certain Life is terribly hard - When your life's a façade! Look around you! I have found You cannot tell, by lookin' at the surface, What is lurkin' there beneath it! See that face! Now, I'm prepared to bet you, What you see's not what you get - 'Cause man's a master of deceit ! So, what is the sinister secret? The lie he will tell you is true? - It's that each man you meet In the street Isn't one man but two! Nearly everyone you see - Like him an' her, An' you, an' me - Pretends to be A pillar of society - A model for propriety - Sobriety An' piety - Who shudders at the thought Of notoriety! The ladies an' gents 'ere before you - Which none of 'em ever admits - May 'ave saintly looks - But they're sinners an' crooks! Hypocrites! Hypocrites! There are preachers who kill! There are killers who preach! There are teachers who lie! There are liars who teach! Take yer pick, dear - "Cause it's all a façade! If we're not one, but two, Are we evil or good? Do we walk the fine line - That we'd cross if we could? Are we waiting - To break through the façade? One or two Might look kinda well-to-do - Hah! They're bad as me an' you, Right down they're boots! I'm inclined to think - Half mankind Thinks the other half is blind! Wouldn't be surprise to find - They're all in cahoots! At the end of the day, They don't mean what they say, They don't say what they mean, They don't ever come clean - And the answer - Is it's all a façade! Is it's all a façade! Man is not one, but two, He is evil and good, An' he walks the fine line We'd all cross if we could! It's a nightmare - We can never discard - So we stay on our guard - Though we love the façade - What's behind the façade? Look behind the façade! Jeckyl and Hyde, the musical.
Perfect Disguise Well you’ve got the perfect disguise and you’re looking ok From the bottom of the best to the worst well what can I say Cos you cocked your head to shoot me down And I don’t give a damn about you or this town no more No, but I know the score Need me to fall down so you can climb up Some fool-ass ladder. well, good luck. I hope, hope there’s something better up there Cos you cocked your head to shoot me down And I don’t give a damn about you or this town no more No, cos I know the score Broke my back --Modest Mouse
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