Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! when my ups are down when my downs are up I want you feeling inside out and from the outside in I want you on a silver screen in a magazine i see you through the telephone or a megaphone i want you assuring confusing i see you in saintly reverence or wicked decadence i want you! when the days just yawn when the nights are long I want you in a coo-coo tone then i shout it home i want you play
Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! From the start love was swaying bouncing orchestra playing loud Oh so enlightening but it also felt frightening when A lasso in high speed make a perfect knot around my knees I’m falling into warm embrace while secretly in chains ‘Cause I wanna call it forever call This thing forever forever I wanna call it forever call This thing forever forever These promises deform my spiritual stability Dedication so newborn burning flavours inside of me Oh from a vision I recall your presence in a zoom Now loving words are faint ‘cause I’m too tight in your embrace, oh oh Want to call it forever call This thing forever forever I wanna call it forever call This thing forever forever Big tears splash my eyes I keep my female personalities Romance blooming smells so nice out plays any harmonies Oh I’m floating up stream and my knees are shaking So as we sway orchestra play oh I hope we make it Wanna call it forever This thing forever forever Oh I wanna call it forever call This thing forever forever… play
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Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! Every day I get a brand new show off TV record and radio I breeze with the sleaze on my cassette 'cause I got the affirmative C30 C60 C90 Go C30 C60 C90 Go C30 C60 C30 C60 C90 Go 30 60 90 Go A bit bam-boogie and a booga-rooga my cassette's just like a bazooka a bligger a blagger a blippity-blop well I'm going down to the record shop Yeah! And the boss said "LP, single, picture cover or plain I've got all the hits and all the big names I've got biggest discounts in my store if you buy three records, I'll give you four" C30 C60 C90 Go off the radio I get a constant flow hit it, pause it, record it and play turn it, rewind, and rub it away C30 C60 C90 Go C30 C60 C90 Go C30 C60 C90 Go C30 C60 C30 C60 C90 Go 30 60 90 Go It used to break my heart when I went in your shop and you said my records were out of stock so I don't buy records in your shop now I tape them all, 'cause I'm Top of the Pops! Yeah! Now I got a new way to move it's shiny and black and don't need a groove now I don't need no album rack I carry my collection over my back C30 C60 C90 Go off the radio I get a constant flow hit it, pause it, record it and play turn it, rewind, and rub it away Policeman stopped me in my tracks said "Hey you, you can't tape that you're under arrest 'cause it's illegal" So I shoved him off and blew his whistle I'm a pirate and I keep my loot So I blew him out with my bazooka C30 C60 C90 Go off the radio I get a constant flow hit it, pause it, record it and play turn it, rewind, and rub it away You're rich enough to have a record collection I'll bring my bazooka round for inspection Sometimes it better get hit twice as fast so I press my playback to make it last I breeze with the sleaze on my cassette I've got the affirmative C30 C60 C90 Go off the radio I get a constant flow hit it, pause it, record it and play turn it, rewind, and rub it away C30 C60 C90 Go C30 C60 C90 Go C30 C60 C90 Go C30 360 C30 C60 C90 Go 30 60 90 Go Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image!
Boiled in Lead, Clumsy Lovers Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! "Ugros (Springtime)" "The Gypsy" • • • He came into town on a hot summer night When the flies were giving us fits. He drove an old Ford that had about lost the fight His eyes were as black as the pits. He wore an old rag wrapped around his head, A yellow shirt of cloth woven fine. Had scars on his face where once he had bled, And pants with a belt made of twine. He found the table where Timmy D sat, And walked up and settled in like he wanted to stay. He put his money out on the board And said, "Hey, boy, teach me to play." Most of his money was gone before ten; That's when he smiled and took out his knife. "All right, " he said, "We'll try it again, But this time we'll play for your life." I saw the panic in Timmy D's eyes; His tongue flicked out like the tongue of a beast. I liked seeing Timmy cut down to size, But somebody phoned the police. He said, "My business is dead on the floor Though my business ain't often in bars. I kill beasts when I can't take them anymore Between times I look for the stars." I've lived in the swamp and the street, I know every beast that fills them. There is no other soul I'd less like to meet Than the scarred old gypsy who kills them. • • • Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! "London Bridge"
Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! Si tuviera por un momento el tiempo en mis manos no diría nada, no diría nada Si tuviera por un momento el tiempo en mis manos Solo te olvidaría, no harían falta mas cosas Solo sin palabras Sin palabras para no herir, para no conocer nada de ti Sin palabras para no escuchar tu voz y luego tener que echarla de menos Tú me decías carita linda Cuando dormía en tu cama Ahora no dices nada Ahora no dices nada Tu me decías carita linda cuando dormía en tu cama Mejor no digas nada Las balas no hieren a los fantasmas Van Sin palabras para no herir, para no conocer nada de ti Sin palabras para no escuchar tu voz y luego tener que echarla de menos Sin palabras para no herir, para no conocer nada de ti Sin palabras no Estoy subida en un columpio que esta parado Todo se balancea a mi alrededor Y hoy hace frío, hace frío en la calle, hace frío... No quiero oír ni una palabra más Voy a borrar cada sonido de mi voz Sin palabras para no herir, para no conocer nada de ti Sin palabras para no escuchar tu voz y luego tener que echarla de menos Sin palabras para no herir, para no conocer nada de ti Sin palabras para no escuchar tu voz y luego tener que echarla de menos Sin palabras nooo No quiero oir tu voz Oh oh oh oh oh play Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image!
Rheostatics, Catholic School Girls Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! The Rheostatics, "Dope Fiends and Boozehounds" • • • The sixth sense of memory Runs a river near a road That travels up the parkway, Getting frozen in the snow. Where what you see is what you see is what you see... And only some will know Where the ragged people go. Where the boozehounds, they bay, By the banks of the reservoir. Crows climb higher From their old familiar yard. The best thing in Heaven Is supposed to be the sun That shines between two mountains And melts the Devil's gun. But what you see is what you see is what you see... And only some will know Where the ragged people go. Down here on Kipling, Where the streetlamps light the way, hey, There's talk of a reunion Of the ones who didn't stay. Why didn't they stay here, And help me shovel the walk? (Why didn't they stay here?) Sick sense of melody Is what I hear when I'm alone. And I love it more than misery, And I love it more than home, And I cry 'cause I'm not with it, Even though I've never been... Where the dope fiends laugh And say it's too soon. They all go home and listen to The Dark Side of the Moon. • • • Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! Catholic School Girls, "Stand" (from the album Emily's Basement)
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Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! Amber http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5onGAVoMKOU Life is just a situation Life is just a game Life is just a whirlpool And it's calling out my name Amber were the autumn leaves And amber was her skin Amber was the evening When the whirlpool pulled her in It was irresistible Was what she used to say Like the sound of running horses Early in the day Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! Dedicated To You, But you Weren't Listening http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WWF8RldUF8c Famous parabolic versions Songs that promise: Beauty, sleep, love, sadness. Do I dream that something's missing? Hungry, thirsty, open off-peak mind Give me the truth, give me the truth, give me the truth, tell me... Songs and verses, Handy captions, Photographs of Real-life action, horror, madness. Can it be that something's happening? Wash me, paint me, but please don't taint me Give me a chance, give me chance, give me a chance... When I was young, the sky was blue And everyone knew what to do But now it's gone, the telly's here Mass media, the sewer too Universal maximillion Eight rare cases Chickenpox and crawling gladness Seemingly it's nothing happening Cure my doctor don't swallow him down Give me the cure, give me the cure, give me the cure... The night was cool, the moon was bright, The air was clear with oxygen The stars were there, and in my eyes Were thousands of chrysanthemums Don't use magnets - Geophysics carry you back Wholesome, healthfood, homepride Satisfied Something outside gives out hunger Face my mirror Electricity...
Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! This Heat Makeshift Swahili http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bCtecNPQ2zw makeshift she sings in her native german, you try to understand what she's trying to say she says "your only as good as the word you understand" and you, you don't understand a word tower of babel, swahili, it's all greek to me bi-lingual, double dutch, gift of the gab we give you firewater you give us your land, "white man speak with forked tongue", but it's too late now to start complaining, too late monosyllabic, hieroglyphic, etcetera, etcetera new lamps for old rhubarb rhubarb rhubarb rhubarb rhubarb rhubarb arab arab arab arab arab arab arab arab
Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! HAWKWIND Spirit of the Age http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vSR5TnNGKmo I would've liked you to have been deep frozen too And waiting still as fresh in your flesh for my return to earth But your father refused to sign the forms to freeze you Let's see you'd be about 60 now, and long dead by the time I return to earth My time held dreams were full of you as you were when I left, still underage Your android replica is playing up again it's no joke When she comes she moans another's name But that's the spirit of the age, that's the spirit of the age I am a clone, I am not alone Every fibre of my flesh and bone is identical to the others Everything I say is in the same tone as my test tube brother's voice And there's no choice between us, if you had ever seen us you'd rejoice in your uniqueness And consider every weakness something special of your own Being a clone I have no flaws to identify Even this doggerel that pours from my pen Has just been written by another twenty telepathic men Word for word it says "Oh, for the wings of any bird other than a battery hen". Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! DAGMAR KRAUSE Surabaya Johnny (Brecht/Weill) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yojuTJoc5KA I had just turned sixteen that season When you came up from Burma to stay. And you told me I ought to travel with you, You were sure it would be ok. When I asked how you earned your living, I can still hear what you said to me: You had some kind of job on the railway And had nothing to do with the sea. You said a lot, johnny, All one big lie, johnny. You cheated me blind, johnny, From the minute we met. I hate you so, johnny, When you stand there grinning, johnny. Take that damn pipe out of your mouth, you rat. Surabaya johnny, No ones meaner than you. Surabaya johnny, My God and I still love you so. Surabaya johnny, Why am I feeling so blue ? You have no heart, johnny, And I still love you so. At the start, every day was sunday, Till we went on our way one fine night. And before two more weeks were over, You thought nothing I did was right. So we trekked up and down through the punjab, From the source of the river to the sea. When I look at my face in the mirror, Theres an old woman staring back at me. You didn't want love, johnny, You wanted cash, johnny. But I sewed your lips, johnny, And that was that. You wanted it all, johnny, I gave you more, johnny. Take that damn pipe out of your mouth, you rat. Surabaya johnny. No ones meaner than you. Surabaya johnny. My God and I still love you so. Surabaya johnny, Why am I feeling so blue ? You have no heart, johnny. And I still love you so. I would never have thought of asking How youd got that peculiar name, But from one end of the coast to the other You were known everywhere we came. And one day in a two-bit flophouse Ill wake up to the roar of the sea, And youll leave without one word of warning On a ship waiting down at the quay. You have no heart, johnny! Youre just a louse, johnny! How could you go, johnny, And leave me flat ? Youre still my love, johnny, Like the day we met, johnny. Take that damn pipe out of your mouth, you rat. Surabaya johnny. No ones meaner than you. Surabaya johnny, My God and I still love you so. Surabaya johnny, Why am I feeling so blue ? You have no heart, johnny. And I still love you so.
Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! Pete Teo Album: Rustic Living for Urbanites Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! Smitten by the arms of Marianne. Evensong like it’ll never end. Yeah, I know the colours of rainbow. Did you catch the dream I sent to you? Or are you so inclined to miscomprehend and surrender to their reprimand? I’ll be waiting till the sun goes down for yesterday once more. And I’ll be looking for a love uncovered only days before. Oh listen, hear the sound of fallen rain! It’s crazy I know but it’s true. All I wanted to say, “I love your way even after all these years”. Lay your hair down on my summer’s day. Though they might break us anyway. Yeah, they might break us anyway. But we’ll shake ‘em someday! Do the stars babe; come do the stars with me. I’ll load the gun babe and shoot when we’re ready. Walk you through the silhouettes of winter trees. We’ll be afraid and even hesitate. But we’ll talk all night and sleep all day. And then we’ll kiss and touch like lovers won’t we, oh Marianne? We’ll be waiting till the sun goes down for yesterday once more. And we’ll be looking for a love uncovered only days before. Oh come around my love, come look behind the wall. Don’t you know for the sun it shines all day? Can’t you see my love – and here’s the funniest of them all – that for the rain it raineth everyday? >>play<<
Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! Nobody loves you when you're down and out Nobody sees you when you're on cloud nine Everybody's hustlin' for a buck and a dime I'll scratch your back and you scratch mine I've been across to the other side I've shown you everything, I got nothing to hide And still you ask me do I love you, what it is, what it is All I can tell you is it's all show biz All I can tell you is it's all show biz Nobody loves you when you're down and out Nobody knows you when you're on cloud nine Everybody's hustlin' for a buck and a dime I'll scratch your back and you knife mine I've been across the water now so many times I've seen the one eyed witchdoctor leading the blind And still you ask me do I love you, what you say, what you say Everytime I put my finger on it, it slips away Everytime I put my finger on it, it slips away Well I get up in the morning and I'm looking in the mirror to see, ooo wee! Then I'm lying in the darkness and I know I can't get to sleep, ooo wee! Nobody loves you when you're old and grey Nobody needs you when you're upside down Everybody's hollerin' 'bout their own birthday Everybody loves you when you're six foot in the ground >>play<<
Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! How cold the city fires burn. How slow the wheels of progress turn. And now the streets are full of dust. And what was metal is now rust. And when you’re down inside that’s when you fail to hide A broken doll is loved the least. A broken heart’s a missing piece. This war inside will never cease. A broken doll is loved the least. You wake to find you’ve lost your way. The words you come by day to day. Places you’ve been are now not there. Go breathe the change that’s in the air. But when the thrill has gone. You are the only one. A broken doll is loved the least. A broken heart’s a missing piece. This war inside will never cease. A broken doll is loved the least. But hold on tight and keep that dream. Things may not be as they seem. Keep that faith sit back and watch it grow. Raise yourself up from down below. Below. A broken doll is loved the least. A broken heart’s a missing piece. This war inside will never cease. A broken doll is loved the least. A broken doll. A broken doll. A broken doll. A broken dolll. >>play<<
Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! THE FALL I'm Into CB Well I've never had a car Never been near a lorry Got a nasty habit of scratching my nose My codename's Happy Harry I'm Into CB I've done loads of jobs For very minute lolly Creation schemes So I suppose I was lucky And the money it took To buy a CB set Put lines on my belly My codename's Cedar Plank I'm Into CB I'm Into CB At 16 I drank cheap sherry Got plastered in the stations of Swinn Park Off my mother I stole some money Had a treat with a bottle of Martini So sick I couldn't walk or sit Since then I've not touched that shit I won't bore you with tales of being greedy I'm just into CB I'm into CB My family's a weird lot My stepsister's got a horrible growth Listens to all this muzak shit Reads Smash Hits while she's eating her tea To me it sounds like bad CB My father's not bad really He got me these wires and bits Apart from that he talks to me hardly I'm just into CB This is Happy Harry Plank from the land of waving palms calling out to Cedar Plank 477 CC Res O Code 13 In the home of chocolate city I'm having trouble with that terminology But I'm into CB I've got the letter before me it's marked with a confidential seal I'd better open it It's a fine and a formal threat I should of listened to New Face in Hell The date expired last week Up here I don't know what time it is It says you're going to go when you go Or else you're for it boy That's what you get for having a hobby Next mail you get will be mail in jail That's what you get for having a hobby Next year mail in jail That's what you get for having a hobby Next time I'm out I'll tie your wires That's the last you'll hear for me Keep clear of CB Keep clear of CB >>play<<[/QUOTE]
Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! LEE HAZLEWOOD & SIW MALMKVIST You've Lost That Lovin' Feeling (Righteous Brothers) You never close your eyes anymore when I kiss your lips. And there's no tenderness like before in your fingertips. You're trying hard not to show it, (baby). But baby, baby I know it... You've lost that lovin' feeling, Whoa, that lovin' feeling, You've lost that lovin' feeling, Now it's gone...gone...gone...wooooooh. Now there's no welcome look in your eyes when I reach for you. And now your're starting to critisize little things I do. It makes me just feel like crying, (baby). 'Cause baby, something in you is dying. You lost that lovin' feeling, Whoa, that lovin' feeling, You've lost that lovin' feeling, Now it's gone...gone...gone...woooooah Baby, baby, I get down on my knees for you. If you would only love me like you used to do, yeah. We had a love...a love...a love you don't find everyday. So don't...don't...don't...don't let it slip away. Baby (baby), baby (baby), I beg of you please...please, I need your love (I need your love), I need your love (I need your love), So bring it on back (So bring it on back), Bring it on back (so bring it on back). Bring back that lovin' feeling, Whoa, that lovin' feeling Bring back that lovin' feeling, 'Cause it's gone...gone...gone, and I can't go on, noooo... Bring back that lovin' feeling, Whoa, that lovin' feeling Bring back that lovin' feeling, 'Cause it's gone...gone... >>>play<<<
Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! Strawberries cherries and an angel's kiss in spring My summer wine is really made from all these things I walked in town on silver spurs that jingled to A song that I had only sang to just a few She saw my silver spurs and said let's pass some time And I will give to you summer wine oh summer wine Strawberries cherries and an angel's kiss in spring My summer wine is really made from all these things Take off your silver spurs and and help me pass the time And I will give to you summer wine oh summer wine My eyes grew heavy and my lips they could not speak I tried to get up but I couldn't find my feet She reassured me with an unfamiliar line And then she gave to me more summer wine oh summer wine Strawberries cherries and an angel's kiss in spring My summer wine is really made from all these things Take off your silver spurs and and help me pass the time And I will give to you summer wine mhm summer wine When I woke up the sun was shinin' in my eyes My silver spurs were gone my head felt twice its size She took my silver spurs a dollar and a dime And left me craving for more summer wine oh summer wine Strawberries cherries and an angel's kiss in spring My summer wine is really made from all these things Take off your silver spurs and and help me pass the time And I will give to you my summer wine oh summer wine >>Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image!<<
Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! Brigitte Fontaine w/ Art Ensemble of Chicago Le Goudron Allons nous promener Quel bonheur d'ètre né Le chemin est si beau Du berçeau au tombeau J'ai perdu mes lunettes Ça va être la fête Les soldats sont partis Couverts de confettis La terre est un gâteau Le temps est un bateau Le monde est un jardin Tenons nous par la main Le chemin est si beau Du berceau au tombeau Nous nous promènerons Dans l'odeur du goudron Dans les papiers qui trainent Blancs comme des migraines Blancs comme des mal blancs Dans les chantiers dormants Gavons nous de beignets De frites et de poulets Le chemin est si beau Du berceau au tombeau Nous irons voir flamber La ville tuméfiée La vie est une foire J'ai mis ma robe en noire Mon frère est un raté Car il est décédé Allons nous dévorer Dans les hôtels meublés Nous aurons des mégots Au fond du lavabo A l'aube les blessés Cesseront de tousser Nous aurons un bébé Nous l'entendrons pleurer Comme de l'eau qui bout Les enfants sont tous fous >>play<<
Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! Adrift again 2000 man You lost your maps, You lost the plans Did you hear them yell, Land damn it land? You say you can't Well I hope you can I hope you can How's it goin 2000 man? Welcome back to solid ground my friend I heard all your controls were jammed Well it's just nice to have you back again But I guess they still don't understand And they can never understand And they said go find 2000 man And they said tell him we've got new plans But instead I'm here to tell you friend I believe they want you to give in Are you giving in 2000 man? (Did you love this world And did this world not love you?) Are you giving in 2000 man? Don't give in 2000 man Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! A horse, a horse My kingdom for a horse Rattling on magnetic fields Yes I did use up The last box of sparklers Before they went bad Got wet or decayed Homecoming queen, homecoming queen Teeth what were sharp Is ground down and dumb My crooked spine becoming more brittle What once grew straight And tall t’ward the sun Is absorbing back down To dirt like a sponge Homecoming queen, homecoming queen Homecoming queen, homecoming queen >>play<<