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  1. parmalee peripatetic artisan Valued Senior Member

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    Persuasion

    Persuasion
    You gotta get some
    Persuasion
    You gotta get some
    Look at me I touch your breast
    Look at me I touch your knees
    And I persuade you
    Like always I persuade you
    Like always I persuade you
    Persuasion
    Look at me I touch your head
    I say the words and you got to bed
    My sister and my mother
    My father and my son
    Do everthing I want them to
    With persuasion
    One lot of persuasion
    Like always persuasion
    Now there's lots of ways to persuade you
    I could do it with money
    I could look at you
    I could show you all that
    You might as well do it anyway
    You might as well choose to play the game
    After all you've seen yourself before
    What difference does it make if I take your photograph?
    What difference does it make if someone else sees it too?
    All your friends do it
    I mean nobody will know it's you
    Anybody, it could be any body
    I mean, these magazines, you know.
    They only go to middle aged men
    So why don't you do as I suggest
    I persuade you
    With words I persuade you
    Persuasion
    I've got a little biscuit tin
    To keep your panties in
    Soilde panties, white panties, school panties, Y-Front
    panties
    By the canal, by the canal
    And I persuade you
    Look at me
    Look at me
    There's a certain word and a certain touch
    A certain way and a way too much
    There's a little bit here
    And a little bit there
    When you've done it all it's too late to care
    Oh I persuade you
    Like always I persuade you
    Look in my eye
    Under your covers
    I touch you
    And tell you what to do
    Do it because I tell you
    Do it because I love you
    And I persuade you
    Persuasion

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    Met a Polack in the park the other day who introduced me to Shpongle...



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    HOLY TOY
    Last Act

    ??????

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    Yes. Yes yes yes.
     
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    GONG
    Witch's Song/I Am Your Pussy

    I am your pussy
    You are my tramp
    Don't want to fuck you
    Just hear you run
    Miow... miow... miow...
    You can be a cat too

    Not often lonely
    As you see
    I'm a cat with a flat cap
    Be careful or I might scratch you
    Or turn into a witch
    And fly away on my broomstick

    I only want to know you
    I only want to lick you
    I only want to feed you
    Every bit of fish and chips that I can find to feed you
    Give it to you

    I am your pussy
    You are my tramp
    Don't want to fuck you
    Just hear you run
    Miow... miow... miow...
    You can be a cat too

    Shadow tied to a tree
    Sometimes I slide away
    To be free
    Cover you with a warm dark mothering
    Fill you with animal love
    Carry you away into the sky

    Cos I love you love you love you
    Even though you make me freeze
    And you say I'm only just a dog
    Who can't control his fleas
    And I love you love you love you
    On the roofs and on the floor
    And I really can't believe
    That we have never met before

    I only want to know you
    I only want to lick you
    I only want to feed you
    Every bit of fish and chips that I can find to feed you
    Give it to you

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    Mister Long Shanks/O Mother/I Am Your Fantasy

    O! Rtf girl
    Are you stone?
    Let me be your china gnome
    Play me on your gramophone
    And bury me in your garden

    Not today thanks
    Mister Long Shanks
    I have other fish to fry
    To fry
    To fry
    Fry...

    O mother don't do it again
    The man in the parlour
    You know what he's after
    Yer bum titty bum
    Pompidou
    Who's your father and
    Mind how you go...

    Now is tomorrow afternoon
    There is only you and I and the world
    I am the dream
    That gets into your bed
    The night shadow that loves you
    Makes love with you
    I am your knee
    A name shouted at the railway station
    The voice that calls you
    The candle drips your name
    I am your fantasy
    And you are the world

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    Paul Giovanni
    WILLOW'S SONG

    Heigh ho! Who is there?
    No one but me, my dear.
    Please come say, How do?
    The things I'll give to you.
    By stroke as gentle as a feather
    I'll catch a rainbow from the sky
    And tie the ends together.
    Heigh ho! I am here
    Am I not young and fair?
    Please come say, How do?
    The things I'll show to you.
    Would you have a wond'rous sight
    The midday sun at midnight?
    Fair maid, white and red,
    Comb you smooth and stroke your head
    How a maid can milk a bull!
    And every stroke a bucketful.

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    /assumes mod hat

    lemme remind you all that this is a science discussion forum and this other sort of crackpottery will not be tolerated

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    Dark alley (dark alley) black star
    Four turkeys in a big black car
    The road is shiny (bright shine) the wheels slide
    Four turkeys going for a dangerous ride
    The lacquer crackles (black tar) the engines roar
    A ship was turning broadside to the shore
    Splish splash, I was raking in the cash
    The biology of purpose keeps my nose above the surface (Ooh)
    King's lead hat put the innocence inside her
    It will come, it will come, it will surely come
    King's lead hat was a mother to desire
    It will come, it will come, it will surely come.

    In New Delhi (smelly Delhi) and Hong Kong
    They all know that it won't be long
    I count my fingers (digit counter) as night falls
    And draw bananas on the bathroom walls
    The killer cycles (humdrum), the killer hurts
    The passage of my life is measured out in shirts
    Time and motion (motion carried) time and tide
    All I know and all I have is time
    And time and tide is on my side
    King's lead hat put the poker in the fire
    It will come, it will come, it will surely come
    King's lead hat was a mother to desire
    It will come, it will come, it will surely come.

    The weapon's ready (ready Freddy) the guns purr
    The satellite distorts his voice to a slur
    He gives orders (finger pie) which no-one hears
    The king's hat fits over their ears
    He takes his mannequin (tram line) cold turpentine
    He tries to dial out 999999999
    He dials reception (moving finger): he's all alone
    He's just a figment on the telephone!
    King's lead hat made the Amazon much wider
    It will come, it will come, it will surely come
    King's lead hat was the poker in the fire
    It will come, it will come, it will surely come
    King's lead hat was a mother to desire
    It will come, it will come, it will surely come
    King's lead hat put the innocence inside her
    It will come, it will come, it will surely come.


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    That there
    That's not me
    I go
    Where I please
    I walk through walls
    I float down the Liffey
    I'm not here
    This isn't happening
    I'm not here
    I'm not here

    In a little while
    I'll be gone
    The moment's already passed
    Yeah it's gone
    And I'm not here
    This isn't happening
    I'm not here
    I'm not here

    Strobe lights and blown speakers
    Fireworks and hurricanes
    I'm not here
    This isn't happening
    I'm not here
    I'm not here


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    Tattva, achintya-bheda-abheda tattva.
    Tattva, achintya-bheda-abheda tattva.
    Tattva, achintya-bheda-abheda tattva.
    Tattva, achintya-bheda-abheda tattva.

    Like the flower and the scent of summer,
    like the sun and shine,
    Well the truth may come in strange disguises
    Send the message to your mind.

    Tattva, achintya-bheda-abheda tattva.
    Tattva, achintya-bheda-abheda tattva.
    Tattva, achintya-bheda-abheda tattva.
    Tattva, achintya-bheda-abheda tattva.

    At the moment that you wake from sleeping
    and you know it's all a dream,
    Well the truth may come in strange disguises
    Never knowing what it means.

    Tattva, achintya-bheda-abheda tattva.
    Tattva, achintya-bheda-abheda tattva.
    Tattva, achintya-bheda-abheda tattva.
    Tattva, achintya-bheda-abheda tattva.

    For you shall be tommorow,
    like you have been today,
    If this was never ending, what more can you say.

    Tattva, achintya-bheda-abheda tattva.
    Tattva, achintya-bheda-abheda tattva.
    Tattva, achintya-bheda-abheda tattva.
    Tattva, achintya-bheda-abheda tattva.


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    Whorf!

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    Beck, "Steve Threw Up"

    • • •

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    Robyn Hitchcock, "Ghost In You"
    (Live, n.d.)

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    Screaming Trees, "Dollar Bill"
    (Showbox, Seattle, 18 March, 1997)

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    Steve had a big commotion;
    The street fair was an ocean
    When he took three tabs of bad acid.
    And off his melting jaw,
    All the wonderful things he saw—
    The pretty hair growin' on ... his sandwich

    Well he looked out on the fairground
    With the spinning things spinning all around,
    And he felt the food goin' down—
    And coming back.
    And on top of the ferris-wheel,
    He threw up on the heel
    Of the beautiful girl who was laughing.

    Well there must have been some pizza.
    And there must have been some fries.
    And there must have been some tequila.
    And there must have been some wine.
    And there must have been some falafels.
    And there must have been some beer.
    And there must have been some bagels.
    You could see it all so clear.

    And there must have been some pickles.
    And there must have been some sauerkraut.
    And there must have been some catfish
    When he laid his burden down.

    Pineapples, mangos, wild rice, beans,
    Granola, Chee-Tos, caramel candy, popcorn,
    Ice cream, banana fudge,
    And some corn-dogs,
    And mayonnaise,
    Steak sauce,
    Ketchup and mustard,
    Garlic, Kool-Aid,
    Spam and some egg rolls,
    Sushi, rice cakes, oatmeal,
    Cucumbers, biscuits, beef-jerky,
    Pop-Tarts, tamales,
    Shish-kabob,
    And a side order of—
     
  14. Killjoy Propelling The Farce!! Valued Senior Member

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    Paul Kantner / Grace Slick / David Freiberg

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    White Boy (Transcaucasian Airmachine Blues)

    Where will you go what will you do
    What will you see when your light is thru
    What can you do where will you go
    When the people of this planet send you away from here
    My bo...

    Where do you come from white boy what is your land
    Everybody else knows where they come from
    You don't know your place you never did you never can
    You can't find a home in this land

    Blacks and Reds and Apaches and Jews
    All know where they come from but you don't seem to know
    Baby, do you understand

    You appeared in the Caucasus mountains the southern Russia of now
    And you spread your peculiar form of death from Mexico to Moscow
    You surprised the Europeans the Egyptian too
    All of a sudden you appeared on their land
    You made mountains for the Incas built pyramids for the Pharoah man
    And you grew and you lived by their hands

    Viking Roman fair hair Alexander Emperor slave.
    D'you come from the earth D'you come from the sky?
    Nobody seems to know You build and you burn create and destroy,
    You rule me now fair skin man with an unfair hand.

    Where did you come from where were you born
    Where were you living when the earth was formed
    What can you do where will you go
    When the people of this planet send you away from here
    My bo...


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    Pressure Drop

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    Toots & The Maytals, "Pressure Drop"

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    Izzy Stradlin & The Ju Ju Hounds, "Pressure Drop"

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    Mmm-hmm-hmmm,
    Mmm-hmmm,
    Mmm-hmmm,
    Yeah.

    It is you, oh yeah.
    It is you, oh yeah.
    It is you, oh yeah.

    Cause a pressure drop,
    Oh, pressure,
    Oh, yeah,
    Pressure drop a drop on you.
    I say a pressure drop,
    Oh, pressure,
    Oh, yeah,
    Pressure drop a drop on you.

    I say when it drops,
    Oh, you gonna feel it,
    Know that you were doing wrong.

    Mmm-hmm-hmmm,
    Mmm-hmmm,
    Mmm-hmmm,
    Yeah.

    I say a pressure drop,
    Oh, pressure,
    Oh, yeah,
    Pressure drop a drop on you.


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    Janis Joplin and the Dick Oxtot Oakland Athletics Jazz Band, "Mary Jane"​
     
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    The Inner Universe

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    Yoko Kanno & Origa, "Inner Universe"

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    Do As Infinity, "Rakuen"

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    My Bloody Valentine, "Map Ref 41°N, 93°W"

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    An unseen ruler defines with geometry
    An unrulable expanse of geography.
    An aerial photographer—over-exposed—
    To the cartologist's 2D images knows
    The areas where the water flowed
    So petrified, the landscape grows.
    Straining eyes try to understand
    The works, incessantly in hand;
    The carving and the paring of the land,
    The quarter square, the graph divides—
    Beneath the rule a country hides.

    Interrupting my train of thought,
    Lines of longitude and latitude
    Define and refine my altitude.

    The curtain's undrawn;
    Harness fitted, no escape.
    Common and peaceful, duck, flat, lowland,
    Landscape, canal, canard, water-coloured

    Crystal palaces for floral kings.
    A widespread waving span of wings.
    Witness the sinking of the sun;
    A deep breath of submission has begun.

    Interrupting my train of thought,
    Lines of longitude and latitude
    Define and refine my altitude.
     
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    (Yeah, that's just Tara. But she's hot--and nice, too. Though she seemed inattentive to my set.)

    Everyday World of Bodies

    The rain had a sound
    It's blinded everything
    Coming down, coming down
    The rain had a sound
    It flattened its face on the window pane
    And I thought we were safe, so safe
    My soul sank down
    Down in the bed
    Your hair spread out on the pillow
    In the black fan
    I buried my face
    I (something) you
    Let's be quiet a while
    Pull down the shades
    Take off your jeans
    Lay on the bed
    Please, it's easy, it's easy
    You don't have to do anything
    I'll get a towel
    Close your eyes
    This is my sound
    This is your sound
    Open your mouth
    Please
    Cover your eyes
    Cover your body
    You can trust it, you can trust it
    Put away your money under your shirt
    You can trust it
    Jesus
    You don't have to do anything
    You can trust it
    This is your sound
    The train had a sound
    On the edge of town
    Moving around
    It never rusts
    It never sleeps
    It's rusted, rusted
    It's rusted, coming
    Incoming, incoming
    Everything changes
    Everything changes
    Outside it's loud
    It rattles the windows
    Bus shakes the bed
    The clock's unwound
    Stripped, stripped down
    Darker in here, darker
    Cover your ears
    I give you my hands
    Cover my body
    You don't have to say anything
    You don't have to make this anything
    I'm nothing
    I'm poison
    Everything changes
    I'm nothing
    Just make the sound
    Beg for something better
    Everything changes
    Pray for something better
    Everything changes
    I'll give you my hands
    I'll cover my body
    I'll give you my poison
    I'll open my body for you to
    Come on come on come
    Come on come on come
    Come on come on
    When you fly you'll fall into me
    Fall into me, fall
    Open, uncovered
    Too drowned to speak
    Too brilliant to see
    Do you see it
    Do you hear it
    It's lifeless
    This is your sound
    This is my shame
    On our knees
    You were lying, lying
    We were laying against the door
    Under the lights, the lights
    You were lying on the bathroom floor
    You were sick, so sick
    Sick, so sick, so sick, so sick
    The bodies
    Sleeping somewhere
    Mouths upturned into the air
    Turning over another page each night
    We wait, wait for something better
    Wait for something better
    Wait for something better to come
    Come on come on come
    Come on come on come
    Come on come on
    When you fly you'll fall into me
    Fall into me, fall into me, fall into me, fall
    Everything, everything
    You're on everything
    (something)
    The window is open
    The bed is empty
    The drawer is half open
    The clock's unwound
    We make the sound
    We make the sound of air escaping
    Escaping something, everything
    Everything's undone
    Your shirt
    My body is undone
    Everything changes
    Bus shakes the bed
    The shakes make the sound
    Through the crack in the door
    Through the holes in the floor
    Shakes make the sound
    Bus shakes the bed
    Through the hole in the floor
    Through the crack in the door
    The shutters are down
    The light is a threat
    With every breath you take
    We're safe and I'm undone
    And I'm undone
    Closer
    I will be there, I will be there
    I swear
    I will be there
    Swear
    (something) more of what's been taken for you
    Swear.

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    Allez Ali Baba Blacksheep
    Have You Any Bullshit
    Mama Maya Mantram

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    Get in line, keep in time with the Drum
    & don't forget you're nothing yet but water.
    Are you coming to or coming from
    the understanding that I'm handing it to you?
    Or is that a job you don't dare do?
    Hey, my pretty flower, there's a letter for you
    (you'll find it on the shelf)
    - Though it was posted in Calcutta
    I know it's just another that you've written to yourself.

    We watched a distant drummer flashing
    on the beat in all his parrot fashions.

    Get in line keep in time with the Drum
    Don't move your feet until the next beat comes -
    One of the laws says pause between
    Though I would hate to make the game seem mean
    Hey my pretty flower can you guess where I've been?
    Can you guess at all?
    Well I've been to your rooms and learned
    you have all the mirrors turned against the wall.

    I've watched a different drummer flashing
    on the beat in all his Parrot Fashions.

    Listen now to the sound of the Drum -
    & don't forget we're nothing yet but water.
    It won't be pleasant when the present time is done
    testing nightly 'neath a sprightly summer moon
    your spirit like a jelly in a spoon.
    Hey ma jolie fleur there's a cat in the room
    & it's not the type you're used to
    Though I think I led it to the sink
    & tried to make it drink
    it refused to.



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    She should have seen the thing in mother's belly
    Grew up along side her sister of ethnical
    She reached up for nourishment and
    fall from her mother's umbilical
    cord
    With her sister in the womb
    One day she opened her mouth wide and
    swallowed wide her surroundings
    The red, and orange and the sounds all around her
    Now she was in her corner
    Now she was in her corner
    Her eyes closed with some kind of complete
    Happiness
    Some kind of complete
    Happiness
    Now she can walk in the sunlight with a
    quiet of relief inside her
    Now she walks in the sunlight
    An extra feeling inside her soul, makes her cry
    In her mother's belly her mouth
    opens wide her sister
    One day she opens her mouth wide and
    swallows her surroundings
    The red, and orange and the sounds all around her
    In the sunlight...makes it (go away)
    Now she was in her corner
    In the sunlight
    Now she was in her corner she listens.
    Her eyes closed with some kind of complete
    Happiness
    Some kind of complete
    Happiness
    And now she walks in the sunlight
    With the extra feeling, inside her
    Now she walks in the sunlight
    With the extra feeling, inside her
    Inside her


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    Henry Cow plus Slapp Happy
    (only Dagmar)

    Living in the Heart of the Beast
    part 2
    part 3

    Situation that rules your world (despite all you've said)
    I would strike against it but the rule displaces…

    There I burn in my own lights fuelled with flags torn out
    of books, and histories of marching together…
    United with heroes, we were the rage, the fire.
    But I was given a different destiny - knotted in closer despair.

    Calling to heroes do you have to speak that way all the time ?
    Tales told by idiots in paperbacks; a play of forms
    to spite my fabulous need to fight and live.

    We exchange words, coins, movements - paralysed in loops
    of care that we hoped could knot a world still.
    Sere words, toothless, ruined now, bulldozed into brimming pits
    - who has used them how? Grammar book that lies wasted :
    conflux of voices rising to meet, and fall,
    empty, divided, other…

    Clutching at sleeves the wordless man exposes his failure :
    smiling, he hurls a wine glass, describing his sadness twisted
    into mere form: shattered in a glass, he's changed…
    Now dare he seize the life before him and discompound it in
    sulphurous confusion and give it to the air?
    He's rushing to find where there's a word of liquid syntax
    - signs let slip in a flash : "clothes of chaos are my rage !"
    he shrieks in tatters, hunting the eye of his own storm.

    We were born to serve you all our bloody lives
    labouring tongues we give rise to soft lies :
    disguised metaphors that keep us in a vast inverted stillness
    twice edged with fear.

    Twilight signs decompose us

    High in offices we stared into the turning wheel of cities
    dense and ravelled close yet separate: planned to kill all encounter.
    Intricate we saw your state at work its shapes
    abstracted from all human intent. With our history's fire
    we shall harrow your signs.

    Now is the time to begin to go forward - advance from despair,
    the darkness of solitary men - who are chained in a market they
    cannot control - in the name of a freedom that hangs like a pall
    on our cities. And their towers of silence we shall destroy.

    Now is the time to begin to determine directions, refuse to admit
    the existence of destiny's rule. We shall seize from all heroes and
    merchants our labour, our lives, and our practice of history : this,
    our choice, defines the truth of all that we do.

    Seize on the words that oppose us with alien force; they're enslaved
    by the power of capital's kings who reduce them to coinage and
    hollow exchange in the struggle to hold us, they're bitterly
    outlasting… Time to sweep them down from power
    - deeds renew words.

    Dare to take sides in the fight for freedom that is common cause
    let us all be as strong and as resolute. We're in the midst of
    a universe turning in turmoil; of classes and armies of thought
    making war - their contradictions clash and echo through time.



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    Faust (minus Slapp Happy)
    It's a Rainy Day (Sunshine Girl)

    It's a rainy day, sunshine girl
    it's a rainy day, sunshine baby

     

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