Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! 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 >>play<<
Met a Polack in the park the other day who introduced me to Shpongle... Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! HOLY TOY Last Act ?????? >>play<<
Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! 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 >>play<< Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! 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 >>play<<
Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! 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. >>play<<
/assumes mod hat lemme remind you all that this is a science discussion forum and this other sort of crackpottery will not be tolerated Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! 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. >>PLAY<<
Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! 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 play
Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! 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. play
Whorf! Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! Beck, "Steve Threw Up" • • • Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! Robyn Hitchcock, "Ghost In You" (Live, n.d.) • • • Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! Screaming Trees, "Dollar Bill" (Showbox, Seattle, 18 March, 1997) • • • 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—
` Paul Kantner / Grace Slick / David Freiberg Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! 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... >>Play<<
Pressure Drop Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! Toots & The Maytals, "Pressure Drop" • • • Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! Izzy Stradlin & The Ju Ju Hounds, "Pressure Drop" • • • 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. • • • Bonus Track! Janis Joplin and the Dick Oxtot Oakland Athletics Jazz Band, "Mary Jane"
The Inner Universe Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! Yoko Kanno & Origa, "Inner Universe" • • • Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! Do As Infinity, "Rakuen" • • • Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! My Bloody Valentine, "Map Ref 41°N, 93°W" • • • 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.
Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! (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. >>play<<
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Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! 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. Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! play
Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! 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 1 - 2 - 3 Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image!
Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! 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. Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! 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
