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May 1999 time: 00:15
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Deep Purple -- Child in Time
Sweet child in time you'll see the line
The line that's drawn between the good and the bad
See the blind man shooting at the world
Bullets flying taking toll
If you've been bad, Lord I bet you have
And you've been hit by flying lead
You'd better close your eyes and bow your head
And wait for the ricochet
------That one's too short...-------
Kansas -- Dust in the Wind
I close my eyes, only for a moment, and the moment's gone
All my dreams, pass before my eyes, a curiosity
Dust in the wind, all they are is dust in the wind
Same old song, just a drop of water in an endless sea
All we do, crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see
Dust in the wind, All we are is dust in the wind
Don't hang on, nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky
It slips away, all your money won't another minute buy
Dust in the wind, All we are is dust in the wind
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Lift Your Skinny Fists Like Antennas to Heaven
Sep 2001 time: 23:15
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GEEEZ, I've seen at least four songs posted that I had already posted. Well to you!
Sloww, we'll make sure these threads keep popping up, it's a great way for me to expand my library!
Later on I'll get some RCR and SNZ to astound youse!
On to the songs...
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Over My Head
Lit
I'm in over my head
They wanna try and build me up
So they can tear me down
I wish that I could be back there
But I'm here right now
They've taken everything that I've had to give and
They say it's over but man I'm still here livin'
I don't know what to do, I think that maybe
I'm in over my head
Stuck in the red
Somethin' they said
Makes me think that
I'm in over my head
Over my head
Over my head
I've got to get away from here
And it couldn't be too soon
Cuz I see the stars are here with me
Like rockets to the moon
You take me everywhere that I've never been and
Show me the meaning of what life had to give and
I don't know what to say, I think that maybe
I'm in over my head
Lyin' in her bed
Somethin' she said
Makes me think that
I'm in over my head
Over my head
Over my head
They've taken everything that I've had to give and
They say it's over but man I'm still here livin'
I don't know what to do, I think that maybe
I'm in over my head
Stuck in the red
Somethin' they said
It makes me think that
I'm in over my head
Over my head
Over my head
I'm in over my head
I'm in over my head
I'm in over my head
I'm in over my head
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Birds of a Feather
Phish
The Story of the Ghost
It's easy sometimes when you just coast along
But like it or not something always seems to go wrong
Sometimes people build you up just so they can knock you down
Sometimes they will have you there 'cause they need someone around
Perhaps you'll receive invitations for tea
Perhaps you'll laugh and make them all smile
Or maybe you'll join them 'cause it had to be
Perhaps you'll forget you forgot for awhile
Birds of a feather are flocking outside
Like whippets they dance in a curly-queue dance
Of pulses and ringing and campfire chants
Of ritual drumming although at first glance
You thought you could run but you won't take a chance
It's not an experience if they can't bring someone along
They hang on emotions they bottle inside
They peck at the ground
And strut out of stride
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Got a couple a' Texans, huh?
South texas deathride
The union underground
Take a look in my mind and justify
Hell, I might even sympathize
But why must you **** with these things
In my head for so long that I feel I could break
Never forget your lies
Hypocrisize
Five million might change your mind
But why must you **** with these things
In my head for so long that I feel I could break
So c'mon c'mon c'mon get up get up
South Texas deathride you mother****
So c'mon c'mon c'mon get up get up
South Texas man I'm livin' it up
So what if I was your guide
South Texas deathride
Like I said I might sympathize
But why must you **** with these things I believe
Man it's guilt by association
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Can't wait to see what the censors do to this! They'll overload!
Closer
Nine Inch Nails
The Downward Spiral (1994)
you let me violate you, you let me desecrate you
you let me penetrate you, you let me complicate you
help me i broke apart my insides, help me i've got no soul to sell
help me the only thing that works for me, help me get away from myself
i want to **** you like an animal
i want to feel you from the inside
i want to **** you like an animal
my whole existence is flawed
you get me closer to god
you can have my isolation, you can have the hate that it brings
you can have my absence of faith, you can have my everything
help me tear down my reason, help me its' your sex i can smell
help me you make me perfect, help me become somebody else
i want to **** you like an animal
i want to feel you from the inside
i want to **** you like an animal
my whole existence is flawed
you get me closer to god
through every forest, above the trees
within my stomach, scraped off my knees
i drink the honey inside your hive
you are the reason i stay alive
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I'll end it light-hearted.
Istanbul (Not Constantinople)
They might be giants
Istanbul was Constantinople
Now it's Istanbul, not Constantinople
Been a long time gone, Constantinople
Now it's Turkish delight on a moonlit night
Every gal in Constantinople
Lives in Istanbul, not Constantinople
So if you've got a date in Constantinople
She'll be waiting in Istanbul
Even old New York
Was once New Amsterdam
Why they changed it, I can't say
People just liked it better that way
So take me back to Constantinople
No, you can't go back to Constantinople
Been a long time gone, Constantinople
Why did Constantinople get the works?
That's nobody's business but the Turks'
Istanbul, Istanbul
Istanbul, Istanbul
Even old New York was once New Amesterdam
Why they changed it I can't say
People just like it better that way
Istanbul was Constantinople
Now it's Istanbul, Not Constantinople
Been a long time gone, Constantinople
Why did Constantinople get the works?
That's nobody's busuiness but the Turks'
So take me back to Constantinople
No you can't go back to Constantinople
Been a long time time gone, Constantinople
Why did Constantinople get the works?
That's nobody's business but the Turks'
Istanbul
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first circle of the inferno
Jul 2001 time: 05:15
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Dancing Days by Stone Temple Pilots
Dancing days are here again
As the summer evenings grow
I got my flower, I got my power
I got a woman who knows
You know it's all right
I said it's all right
I guess it's all in my heart
You'll be my only, my one and only
If that's the way it should start
Crazy ways are evident
In the way you're wearing your clothes
Sippin' booze is precedent
As the evening starts to glow
I said it's all right
You know it's all right
I guess it's all in my heart
You'll be my only, my one and only
If that's the way it should start
I told your mama I'd get you home
But you didn't say I got no car
I saw a lion, he was standing alone
With a tadpole in a jar
I know it's all right
You said it's all right
I guess it's all in my heart
You'll be my only
my one and only
If that's the way it should start
Dancing days are here again
As the summer evenings grow
You are my flower, you are my power
You are my woman who knows
You know it's all right
I said it's all right
I guess it's all in my heart
You'll be my only, my one and only
If that the way it should start
ANimal by Def Leppard
A wild ride, over stony ground
Such a lust for life, the circus comes to town
We are the hungry ones, on a lightning raid
Just like a river runs, like a fire needs flame
I burn for you
I gotta feel it in my blood whoa oh
I need your touch don't need your love whoa oh
And I want and I need
And I lust animal
And I want and I need
And I lust animal
Cry wolf, given mouth to mouth
Like a movin' heartbeat in the witching hour
I'm runnin' with the wind, a shadow in the dust
And like the drivin' rain, yeah, like the restless rust
I never sleep
Huh!
Ah!
Cry wolf, baby cry tough
Gonna hunt you like an, an, an, an, an, animal
Gonna take your love 'n' run
And I want and I need
And I lust animal
Take me, ame me
Make me your animal
Show me stroke me
Let me be your animal
I want, ooh yeah, animal
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first circle of the inferno
Jul 2001 time: 05:15
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Bi-Polar Bear by stone temple pilots
So I'm letting it go again
I'm halfway full on
Left my meds on the sink today
My head will be racing by lunchtime
So I'm holding her hand again
My palm sweats
Hold on
Think I've had too much coffee
I'm manic as hell
But I'm goin' strong
Left my meds on the sink again
My head will be racing by lunchtime
Don't sleep behind the wheel at the stoplight
Can't sleep behind the wheel as you're drivin' home
You keep comin' down the hill as you're fallin'
You keep fallin' from the hill as you're comin' down
SUnday Bloody SUNday by U2
I can't believe the news today
I can't close my eyes and make it go away
How long, how long must we sing this song
How long, how long
'Cause tonight
We can be as one tonight
Broken bottles under children's feet
Bodies strewn across the dead-end street
But I won't heed the battle call
It puts my back up, puts my back up against the wall
Sunday Bloody Sunday
Sunday Bloody Sunday
Sunday Bloody Sunday
And the battle's just begun
There's many lost, but tell me who has won
The trench is dug within our hearts
And mother's children, brothers, sisters torn apart
Sunday Bloody Sunday
Sunday Bloody Sunday
Sunday Bloody Sunday
How long, how long must we sing this song
How long, how long
'Cause tonight
We can be as one tonight
Tonight
Sunday Bloody Sunday
Sunday Bloody Sunday
Wipe the tears from your eyes
Wipe your tears away
I'll wipe your tears away
Wipe your tears away
Sunday Bloody Sunday
Sunday Bloody Sunday
And it's true we are immune
When fact is fiction and TV reality
And today the millions cry
We eat and drink, while tomorrow they die
The real battle is begun
To claim the victory Jesus won
Sunday Bloody Sunday
Sunday Bloody Sunday
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Lift Your Skinny Fists Like Antennas to Heaven
Sep 2001 time: 23:15
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Yeah, I just don't like rap, country, and pop. Other than that I'm pretty open.
Time to bust out some RCR, Royal Crown Revue for all youse. Why can't I live near San Diego? They play there all the time.
This on'e about the Zoot Suit Riots...
Hey Pachuco!
Royal Crown Revue
Summer '43 the man's gunnin' for me
Blue and white mean war tonight
They say damn my pride and all
The other cats livin' down the east side
Tonight there's no place to hide
Hey Marie you better grab my jack
And zip gun for me
'Cause I'll face no shame
Tonight's the night I die for our name
Well when we hit downtown
We start to throw down
We end up doing time
Soon as they've met us
They're out to get us
So I stick with that gang of mine
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Ahhhh, a standard
Beyond The Sea
RCR
Somewhere beyond the sea
Somewhere waitin' for me
My lover stands on golden sands
And she watches the ships that go
Sailin' sailin'
Somewhere beyond the sea
Somewhere watchin' for me
If I could fly like birds on high
Then straight to your arms
I go sailin'
And somewhere beyond the sea
Well she's there watchin' for me
If I could fly like birds on high
Then straight to your arms
I go sailin' sailin'
Well it's far beyond the stars
And it's clear beyond the moon
And I know beyond a doubt
My heart will lead me there soon
And we'll meet I know we'll meet
Beyond the shore and we'll kiss just as before
Happy we'll be beyond the sea
And never again I'll go
Sailin' sailin'
And I know beyond a doubt
My heart will lead me there soon
And we'll meet I know we'll meet
Beyond the shore and we'll kiss just as before
Happy we'll be beyond the sea
And never again I'll go
Sailin'
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This one's funny!
The Rise And Fall Of The Great Mondello
RCR
Ladies and gents
Your attention please
Let's look to the flying trapeze
The great Mondello will take to the sky
Watch him go-see him fly!
Now this wonder will start with some flips
While the ladies are bitin' their lips
Now the tension is high
As it gets, ÑThat's right folks no netsæ
This cat was flying through with
The greatest of ease
All of a sudden he missed the trapeze
Down and down, down and down
Kersplatty on the ground
Come and see where Mondello did land
The poor fellow is in the Lord's hands
Oh me oh my what a shame
Nothing left
Just a stain
Ladies and gents your attention please
The service will be held at three
Invite the trainers, the clowns and the geeks
That's all folks go home see you next week
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This one's sung to Sing, Sing, Sing
Barflies at the Beach
RCR
Alright all you swing cats
Let's try something new
Drag your elbows off the bar
Move your can from the old barstool
There's a place called the ocean
Probably heard about in school
Well, they ain't got no martinis there
But man, that water's cool
And guess what my bar clad buddies
They got women down there too
But that's for rope soap romeo
That bum ain't got a clue
Just for viewin' pleasure
Head down by the pier
Think of all the dough you'll save
On whisky, gin and beer
Now the moral of this story
There's more to life than jazz and bars
So plop your ass down in the sand
And look up at the stars
And if you're feelin' homesick
Bring a showgirl or two
Toss 'em out a volleyball
And hey baby, enjoy the view
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Lift Your Skinny Fists Like Antennas to Heaven
Sep 2001 time: 23:15
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Big Boss Lee
RCR
This town shuts down too damn soon
(We don't like it, we don't like it)
No dancin' room and no saloon
(We don't like it, we don't like it)
Got the itch, gotta scratch
Man there's just one catch
2 a.m. ain't good enough for me
If you want to know the score
When you're steppin' out the door
Grab the cash, forget the old ID
Just hang with me and you'll be singin'
Whoa, everybody knows
If you're thirsty after three
Got to talk to Mister Lee
Now Lee's a big ole' cat
With a big ole' baseball bat
All he wants is plenty dough-re-mi
Now the kids they wanna ball
And they hate to hear last call
Time to go and check on Mr. Lee
And we'll find a place where we can sing out
Whoa, everybody knows
Well if you're thirsty after three
Got to talk to Big boss Lee
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Friday the 13th
RCR
It was a fine left coast morning
And I found myself planted outside
The Cap 'N' Cork
Tipping back the hops
In order to calm my dancing hands
You see I usually don't play
The tied-up watchdog routine
Looking up and down the street
But this is the corner
Joey A., my car and I
Were supposed to meet
You see Joey The Amateur and I
Were out clinkin' glasses last night
When I got three sheets to an ill wind
Myself being in possession
Of a fine Double 5 Lincoln convert
Joey offered to skip me back to the crib
I awoke to a barren driveway
And a neighbor started to chide
"Joey dumped you off,
And he's got your ride!"
Black cats, they don't bother me
I smile in bad company
And I'm cool as the day is long
But takin' my car, daddy
That's dead wrong
It was now 11:22
And up scuffles Benny The Shoe
A real hot air merchant from way back
I inquired about Joey A.
And my superfine Lincoln
Then Mr. B.S. beat his gums
And testified to me,
"Joe's washing the short,
Changing da oil
He'll be here by three."
So the little hand hits three
And who should appear
But a Cuban cat named Geronimo
An upstanding cat
In the textile business
He said, "Joey knocked over a racketman
And is laying low for a few,
But in your trunk he left you some treasure
A pint of rye and a case of Slim Jim's
For your masticating pleasure
Now ten p.m. finds me
Hot as a hophead's zippo
When Rosie appears
On her financially motivated
Nightly exercise routine
I asked the whereabouts
Of the horsepower thief in question
And she shot me that amphetamine stare
And said, "Joey A.?
I just got out of his Lincoln
On Hollywood Way."
I thought
"Kill Joey A.!" when the bar keep came out
To simmer my slow boil
He said, "Joey A. just called on the blower,
He said you better skip town,
'Cause the cops got your ride.
You're wanted for solicitation,
Possession -- you owe him one,
And here's the scather." He said,
"And another thing cat,
Don't ask me for
Goddamn favors!"
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I like this standard
Stormy Weather
RCR
I don't know why there's no sun up in that sky
Stormy weather since me and my gal ain't together,
Keeps rainin' all the time
Life is bare, gloom and misery's everywhere
Stormy weather, can't get my poor self together
Keeps rainin' all the time
Well now, since you went away the blues walked in and met me
If you don't come back to stay
That rocking chair may get me
And I'll pray the Lord above will let me
Walk in the sun once more
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Is this you dm? 
Port-au-Prince
RCR
Small town beauty baby
Would-be movie queen
In '47, it seemed like heaven
Time to take it overseas
She beat it to the island
Of rum, romance and dreams
But Papa Doc's old choppin' block
Soon was gonna change the scene
Peering through the midnight vines
The pointed knives and the painted faces smile
Demon rum and beating drums
Untie the beast that's been there all her life
And all the while...
Winding through the curves in a big convertible
Trying to hide her eyes from the Haitian sun
But he left you cold in a blue eyed trance, girl
You better run now 'cause you gonna get no second chance
In Port-au-Prince
Crooked jet set livin'
With gold-toothed diplomats
Umbrella drinks, the whole thing stinks
Flipped a switch and that was that
Hey dark-hair Yankee lady
Please to suivez-moi
I look into that big cat's eyes and
I know what you come here for
Peering through the midnight vines...
Too bad little Bettie
But know it's time to leave
Your Yankee clout has just run out
They're gunnin' in the street
Crowded prop plane hummin'
Bound for NYC
The voodoo rite she saw that night
Baby how it set you free
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You have to listen to this song and the drawn out bass
La Grippe
Squirrel Nut Zippers
There's a flu bug getting passed around
And it's spreading like fire through the town.
There's a virus holing up inside us.
Everyone that I know is coming down.
There's an Asian influenza
Infecting us all by the score.
And it's turning into pneumonia
We must go out once more.
There's a fool moon howling at the night
And it's bark is much worse than it's bite.
So we must go out and dance around
Yes we must go out tonight.
So the doctors came on the evening train.
With their flasks and their caskets and vials.
Mass psychosis was the diagnosis
So we all cashed our checks and went wild.
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One last one for now
Hell
Squirrel Nut Zippers
People listen attentively
I mean about future calamity
I used to think the idea was obsolete
Until I heard the old man stamping his feet
This is a place where eternally
Fire is applied to the body
Teeth are extruded and bones are ground
And baked into cakes which are passed around
In the afterlife
You could be headed for the serious strife
Now you make the scene all day
But tomorrow there'll be Hell to pay
Beauty, talent, fame, money, refinement , job skill and brain
And all the things you try to hide
Will be revealed on the other side.
Now the D and A and the M and the N and the A
And the T and the I-O-N
Loose your face
Loose your name
And get fitted for a suit of flames.
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Sep 1999 time: 23:15
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Slow Hand
Pointer Sisters
As the midnight moon, was drifting through
The lazy sway of the trees
I saw the look in your eyes, lookin' into mine
Seeing what you wanted to see
Darlin' don't say a word, cause I already heard
What your body's sayin' to mine
I'm tired of fast moves
I've got a slow groove...
On my mind
I want a man with a slow hand
I want a lover with an easy touch
I want somebody who will spend some time
Not come and go in a heated rush
I want somebody who will understand
When it comes to love, I want a slow hand
On shadowed ground, with no one around
And a blanket of stars in our eyes
We're drifting free, like two lost leaves
On the crazy wind of the night
Darlin', don't say a word, 'cause I already heard
What your body's sayin' to mine
If I want it all night
You say it's alright
We got the time
'Cause I got a man with a slow hand
I got a lover with an easy touch
I found somebody who will spend some time
Not come and go in a heated rush
I found somebody who will understand
When it comes to love, I want a slow hand
If I want it all night
Please say it's alright
It's not a fast move
But a slow groove
On my mind
'Cause I got a man with a slow hand
I got a lover with an easy touch
I found somebody who will spend some time
Not come and go in a heated rush
I found somebody who will understand
When it comes to love, I want a slow hand
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ice queen colorado
Sep 2000 time: 22:15
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uh huh 
Wild Thing
Wild thing, you make my heart sing,
You make everything.......groovy, oh yeah, wild thing
Wild thing, I think you move me
But I wanna know for sure
So come on and hold me tight.....you move me
Wild thing, you make my heart sing,
You make everything.......groovy, oh yeah, wild thing
Wild thing, you make my heart sing,
You make everything.......groovy
Oh yeah, wild thing
Wild thing, I think you move me
But I wanna know for sure
So come on and hold me tight
You move me
Wild thing, you make my heart sing,
You make everything.......groovy
Oh yeah, wild thing
Wild thing, I think I love you
But I wanna know for sure
Come on and hold me tight
I love you
Wild thing, you make my heart sing,
You make everything.......groovy
Oh yeah, wild thing

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AECCP Dark Lord of the Sith
Aug 2000 time: 00:15
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...but this Gringo likes the music that accompanies it....
Lowrider
All my friends drive a Low Rider
And a Low Rider is a little lower
Take a little trip
Take a little trip
Take a little trip, you and me...
Ah yeah...
Oh sh*t, Aw sh*t, uh, yep.
and, of course, the Coup d'Grace
Spider-man
Spider-man, Spider-man
Does whatever a spider can
Spins a web, any size
Catches thieves, just like flies
Look out! Here comes the Spider-man!
Is he strong? Listen, Bud!
He's got radioactive blood.
Can he swing from a thread?
Take a look overhead.
Hey there, there goes the Spider-man!
In the chill of night,
At the scene of the crime
Like a streak of light
He arrives just in time
Spider-man, Spider-man
Friendly neighborhood Spider-man
Wealth and fame, he's ignored
Action is his reward
To him, life is a great big bang-up
Wherever there's a hang-up
You'll find the Spider-man!
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first circle of the inferno
Jul 2001 time: 05:15
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Santa Monica by Everclear
I am still living with your ghost
Lonely and dreaming of the west coast
I don't want to be your downtime
I don't want to be your stupid game
With my big black boots and an old suitcase
I do believe I'll find myself a new place
I don't want to be the bad guy
I don't want to do your sleepwalk dance anymore
I just want to see some palm trees
Go and try to shake away this disease
We can live beside the ocean
Leave the fire behind
Swim out past the breakers
Watch the world die
I am still dreaming of your face
Hungry and hollow for all the things you took away
I don't want to be your good time
I don't want to be your fall back crutch anymore
I'll walk right out into a brand new day
Insane and rising in my own weird way
I don't want to be the bad guy
I don't want to do your sleepwalk dance anymore
I just want to feel some sunshine
I just want to find some place to be alone
We can live beside the ocean
Leave the fire behind
Swim out past the breakers
Watch the world die
Vulcan by Snake River COnspiracy
F**k you and your stupid smile
You make me want to strangle you
F**k you and your disco flavor
Hot sauce on your snake skin boots
Hey you forgot your rag bag
Your sixty-nine Sedan
Hey you f**king f*g hag
Drop trou tossed-salad man
Sucking on my thumb just like the child you think I am
You've managed to convince yourself but I don't think you can
Manage me
Me, me, me
Life based on a short story
Written by a b**ch named Vern
In a maroon velour sweat suit
Playing with your brand-new urn
Sh*t, has he lost is mind?
Can he see or is he just blind?
Sucking on your brain just like
The zombies want to revive
You could talk me into f**king you
But I don't think you'd survive
Survive me
Survive me, me
It's your own technique anyway
With all the foam in your mouth when you say
It's freedom rock, baby, turn it up
Here's how to order this
F**k Uncle shifter's got the night towel
I'd kiss you but your covered in piss
Punk, are you threatening me?
Your style is faulty while mine is the best
Spock, have you lost your mind?
Are sure full duration is best
I'm sucking on your life just like
The hole your living in
You're complaining all the time
But now the sucking really begins
With me
6 Underground by SNeaker PImps
take me down
6 underground
the ground beneath your feet
laid out low
nothing to go
no where or way to meet
i've got a head full of drought
down here
so far off from losing out
round here
overground
watch this space
i'm open to falling from grace
calm me down
bring it round
to way high up your street
i can see
like nothing else
in me you're better than i wanna be
don't think cuz i understand, i care
don't think cuz i'm talking, we're friends
overground
watch this space
i'm open to falling from grace
talk me down
safe and sound
too strung up to sleep
wear me out
scream and shout
swear my time's never cheap
i fake my life like i've lived
too much
i'll take whatever your giving
not enough
overground
watch this space
i'm open
i fake my life like i've lived
too much
i'll take whatever you're giving
not enough
over ground
watch this space
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Puerile Polemic
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Has anyone posted any rap yet? Well here's just a few samples of the work of the late Tupac Shakur. Note that there are over 30 other songs by him of equal quality as these:
Keep Ya Head Up 1993:
Little somethin for my godson Elijah and a little girl named Corinne
Verse One:
Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice
I say the darker the flesh then the deeper the roots
I give a holler to my sisters on welfare
Tupac cares, and don't nobody else care
And uhh, I know they like to beat ya down a lot
When you come around the block brothas clown a lot
But please don't cry, dry your eyes, never let up
Forgive but don't forget, girl keep your head up
And when he tells you you ain't nuttin don't believe him
And if he can't learn to love you you should leave him
Cause sista you don't need him
And I ain't tryin to gas ya up, I just call em how I see em
You know it makes me unhappy (what's that)
When brothas make babies, and leave a young mother to be a pappy
And since we all came from a woman
Got our name from a woman and our game from a woman
I wonder why we take from our women
Why we rape our women, do we hate our women?
I think it's time to kill for our women
Time to heal our women, be real to our women
And if we don't we'll have a race of babies
That will hate the ladies, that make the babies
And since a man can't make one
He has no right to tell a woman when and where to create one
So will the real men get up
I know you're fed up ladies, but keep your head up
Chorus
Eeewww child things are gonna get easier
Eeewww child things are gonna get brighter
Eeewww child things are gonna get easier
Eeewww child things are gonna get brighter
Verse Two:
Aiyyo, I remember Marvin Gaye, used to sing ta me
He had me feelin like black was tha thing to be
And suddenly tha ghetto didn't seem so tough
And though we had it rough, we always had enough
I huffed and puffed about my curfew and broke the rules
Ran with the local crew, and had a smoke or two
And I realize momma really paid the price
She nearly gave her life, to raise me right
And all I had ta give her was my pipe dream
Of how I'd rock the mic, and make it to tha bright screen
I'm tryin to make a dollar out of fifteen cents
It's hard to be legit and still pay tha rent
And in the end it seems I'm headin for tha pen
I try and find my friends, but they're blowin in the wind
Last night my buddy lost his whole family
It's gonna take the man in me to conquer this insanity
It seems tha rain'll never let up
I try to keep my head up, and still keep from gettin wet up
You know it's funny when it rains it pours
They got money for wars, but can't feed the poor
Say there ain't no hope for the youth and the truth is
it ain't no hope for tha future
And then they wonder why we crazy
I blame my mother, for turning my brother into a crack baby
We ain't meant to survive, cause it's a setup
And even though you're fed up
Huh, ya got to keep your head up
Chorus
Verse Three:
And uhh
To all the ladies havin babies on they own
I know it's kinda rough and you're feelin all alone
Daddy's long gone and he left you by ya lonesome
Thank the Lord for my kids, even if nobody else want em
Cause I think we can make it, in fact, I'm sure
And if you fall, stand tall and comeback for more
Cause ain't nuttin worse than when your son
wants to kno why his daddy don't love him no mo'
You can't complain you was dealt this
hell of a hand without a man, feelin helpless
Because there's too many things for you to deal with
Dying inside, but outside you're looking fearless
While tears, is rollin down your cheeks
Ya steady hopin things don't all down this week
Cause if it did, you couldn't take it, and don't blame me
I was given this world I didn't make it
And now my son's getten older and older and cold
From havin the world on his shoulders
While the rich kids is drivin Benz
I'm still tryin to hold on to my survivin friends
And it's crazy, it seems it'll never let up, but
please... you got to keep your head up
Papa'z Song 1993:
Daddy's home...
[2Pac]
Heh, so??
You say that like that means somethin to me
You've been gone a mighty long mother****in time
for you to be comin home talkin that "daddy's home" **** (nigga)
We been gettin along fine just without you
Me, my brother, and my mother
So if you don't mind, you can step the **** off, POPS.. **** you!
[2Pac]
Had to play catch by myself, what a sorry sight
A pitiful plight, so I pray for a starry night
Please send me a pops before puberty
the things I wouldn't do to see a piece of family unity
Moms always work, I barely see her
I'm startin to get worried without a pops I'll grow to be her
It's a wonder they don't understand kids today
so when I pray, I pray I'll never grow to be that way
And I hope that he answers me
I heard God don't like ugly well take a look at my family
A different father every weekend
Before we get to meet him they break up before the week ends
I'm gettin sick of all the friendships
As soon as we kick it he done split and the whole **** ends quick
How can I be a man if there's no role model?
Strivin to save my soul I stay cold drinkin a forty bottle
I'm so sorry...
(Chorus)
I'm so sorry
for all this time (I'm so sorry)
for all this time
for all this time (don't lie)
I'm so sorry
for all this time (so, sorry)
for all this time
for all this time, so sorry baby!
[Wycked]
Moms had to entertain many men
Didn't wanna do it but it's time to pay the rent again
I'm gettin a bit older and I'm startin to be a bother
Moms can't stand me cause I'm lookin like my father
Should I stay or run away, tell me the answer
Moms ignores me and avoids me like cancer
Grow up rough and it's hard to understand stuff
Moms was tough cause his poppa wasn't man enough
Couldn't stand up to his own responsibilities
Instead of takin care of me, he'd rather live lavishly
That's why I'll never be a father;
unless you got the time it's a crime don't even bother
(That's when I started hatin the phony smiles
Said I was an only child)
Look at mama's lonely smile
It's hard for a son to see his mother cry
She only loves you, but has to **** with these other guys
I'm so sorry...
(Chorus)
I'm so sorry
for all this time
for all this time
for all this time
I'm so sorry
for all this time
for all this time (so sorry)
for all this time, so sorry baby!
[2Pac]
Man child in the promised land couldn't afford many heroes
Moms was the only one there my pops was a no-show
And ohh -I guess ya didn't know
that I would grow to be so strong
Lookin kinda pale, was it the ale oh pops was wrong
Where was the money that you said, you would send me
talked on the phone and you sounded so friendly
Ask about school and my welfare
but it's clear, you ain't sincere hey who the hell cares
You think I'm blind but this time I see you comin, Jack
You grabbed your coat, left us broke, now ain't no runnin back
Ask about my moms like you loved her from the start
Left her in the dark, she fell apart from a broken heart
So don't even start with that "wanna be your father" ****
Don't even bother with your dollars I don't need it
I'll bury moms like you left me all alone G
Now that that I finally found you, stay the **** away from me
You're so sorry..
(Chorus)
I'm so sorry (so sorry)
for all this time (so, so sorry)
for all this time (I'm so so sorry)
for all this time (**** that!)
I'm so sorry
for all this time (no)
for all this time (so sorry)
for all this time, so sorry baby!
[Tupac - impersonating his father]
I never meant to leave but I was wanted
Crossed too many people every house I'd touch was haunted
Had to watch the strangers every brother was in danger
If I was to keep you breathin, had to be out of range-a
Had to move, one to lost my name and pick the number
Made me watch my back I had no happy home to run to
Maybe it's my fault for being a father livin fast
But livin slow, mean half the dough, and you won't get no ass
Hindsight shows me it was wrong all along
I wanted to make some dough so you would grow to be so strong
It took a little longer than I thought
I slipped, got caught, and sent to jail by the courts
Now I'm doin time and I wish you'd understand
all I ever wanted was for you to be a man
and grow to be the type you was meant to be
Keep the war fightin by the writings that you sent to me
I'm so sorry...
(Chorus w/ variations til end)
So Many Tears 1995:
I shall fear no man, but God
though I walk through tha valley of death
I shed so many tears
Please God walk with me...
back in Elementry, I thrived on misery
left me alone I grew up amongst a dying breed
as my mind couldn't find a place ta rest
untill I got that Thug Life Planted on my chest
tell me can ya feel me ?
I'm not liven in tha Past, Ya wanna last
Be tha first ta blast, remember Kato
no longer with us he's deseased
call on tha sirens, I seem him murdered in tha streets
now rest in peace
Is there heaven for a 'G' ?
remember me, so many homies in tha cemetary
shed so many tears
Chorus
Lord
I suffer through tha years
and shed so many tears
Lord
I lost so many peers, shed so many tears
Now that i'm strugglin' in this business
by any means, label me greedy gettin green
but seldom seen
and **** tha world cuz i'm cursed
I'm havin visions of leaven here in a hurse
God can ya feel me ?
take me away from all tha pressure and all tha pain
show me some happiness again
i'm goin' blind
I spend my time in this cell, ain't livin' well
I know my destiny is hell, where did I fail ?
my life is in denial
and when I Die, babtised in Eternal Fire
shed so many tears...
Chorus
Lord
I suffer through tha years
and shed so many tears
Lord
I lost so many peers, shed so many tears
Now i'm lost and i'm weary
so many tears, i'm suicidal, so don't stand near me
my every move is a compilated step
ta bring me closer
to embrace an early death now there's nothing left
there was no mercy on tha streets
I couldn't rest
I'm barely standing, bout to go to pieces, screaming peace
and though my soul was deleted, I couldn't see it
I had my mind full of deamons tryin' ta break free
they planted seeds and they hatched sparking tha flame
in my brain like a match, such a dirty game
no memories, just misery
painting a picture of my enemies killing me in my sleep
will I survive till' tha morning ta see tha sun
please lord forgive me for my sins
cause here I come...
Chorus
Lord
I suffer through tha years
and shed so many tears
Lord
I lost so many peers, shed so many tears
Lord knows i've tried, been a witness ta homicide
drive-bys taken lives, little kids die
wonder why as I walk by
Broken hearted as I glance at tha chaulk line, gettin' high
this ain't tha life for me
I wanna change
but ain't no future right for me
i'm stuck in tha game
i'm trapped inside a maze
see this Tangaray influenced me ta gettin crazy
disillusioned lately
i've been really wanting babies
so I could see a part of me that wasn't always shady
don't trust my lady
cause she's a product of this poison, i'm hearen noises
think she's ****en with my boys, can't take no more
i'm fallin' to tha floor
beggin' for tha Lord ta let me in Heavens door
I shed so many tears...
Chorus
Lord
I lost so many peers
and shed so many tears
I lost so many peers, shed so many tears
fades... I suffered through tha years and shed so many tears
Dear Mama 1995:
When I was young me and my mama had beef
Seventeen years old kicked out on the streets
Though back at the time, I never thought I'd see her face
Ain't a woman alive that could take my mama's place
Suspended from school; and scared to go home, I was a fool
with the big boys, breakin all the rules
I shed tears with my baby sister
Over the years we was poorer than the other little kids
And even though we had different daddy's, the same drama
When things went wrong we'd blame mama
I reminice on the stress I caused, it was hell
Huggin on my mama from a jail cell
And who'd think in elementary?
Heeey! I see the penitentiary, one day
And runnin from the police, that's right
Mama catch me, put a whoopin to my backside
And even as a crack fiend, mama
You always was a black queen, mama
I finally understand
for a woman it ain't easy tryin to raise a man
You always was committed
A poor single mother on welfare, tell me how ya did it
There's no way I can pay you back
But the plan is to show you that I understand
You are appreciated
Chorus: Reggie Green & "Sweet Franklin" w/ 2Pac *
Lady...
Don't cha know we love ya? Sweet lady
Dear mama
Place no one above ya, sweet lady
You are appreciated
Don't cha know we love ya?
* second and third chorus, "And dear mama" instead of "Dear mama"
Verse Two: 2Pac
Now ain't nobody tell us it was fair
No love from my daddy cause the coward wasn't there
He passed away and I didn't cry, cause my anger
wouldn't let me feel for a stranger
They say I'm wrong and I'm heartless, but all along
I was lookin for a father he was gone
I hung around with the Thugs, and even though they sold drugs
They showed a young brother love
I moved out and started really hangin
I needed money of my own so I started slangin
I ain't guilty cause, even though I sell rocks
It feels good puttin money in your mailbox
I love payin rent when the rent's due
I hope ya got the diamond necklace that I sent to you
Cause when I was low you was there for me
And never left me alone because you cared for me
And I could see you comin home after work late
You're in the kitchen tryin to fix us a hot plate
Ya just workin with the scraps you was given
And mama made miracles every Thanksgivin
But now the road got rough, you're alone
You're tryin to raise two bad kids on your own
And there's no way I can pay you back
But my plan is to show you that I understand
You are appreciated
Chorus
Verse Three: 2Pac
Pour out some liquor and I reminsce, cause through the drama
I can always depend on my mama
And when it seems that I'm hopeless
You say the words that can get me back in focus
When I was sick as a little kid
To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did
And all my childhood memories
Are full of all the sweet things you did for me
And even though I act craaazy
I gotta thank the Lord that you made me
There are no words that can express how I feel
You never kept a secret, always stayed real
And I appreciate, how you raised me
And all the extra love that you gave me
I wish I could take the pain away
If you can make it through the night there's a brighter day
Everything will be alright if ya hold on
It's a struggle everyday, gotta roll on
And there's no way I can pay you back
But my plan is to show you that I understand
You are appreciated
Only God Can Judge Me 1996:
Intro: 2Pac
Only God can judge me, is that right?
[synth voice] Only God can judge me now
Only God baby, nobody else, nobody else
All you other mother****ers get out my business
Verse One: 2Pac
Perhaps I was blind to the facts, stabbed in the back
I couldn't trust my own homies just a bunch a dirty rats
Will I, succeed, paranoid from the weed
And hocus pocus try to focus but I can't see
And in my mind I'ma blind man doin time
Look to my future cause my past, is all behind me
Is it a crime, to fight, for what is mine?
Everybody's dyin tell me what's the use of tryin
I've been Trapped since birth, cautious, cause I'm cursed
And fantasies of my family, in a hearse
And they say it's the white man I should fear
But, it's my own kind doin all the killin here
I can't lie, ain't no love for the other side
Jealousy inside, make em wish I died
Oh my Lord, tell me what I'm livin for
Everybody's droppin got me knockin on heaven's door
And all my memories, of seein brothers bleed
And everybody grieves, but still nobody sees
Recollect your thoughts don't get caught up in the mix
Cause the media is full of dirty tricks
Only God can judge me
Chorus: 2Pac
[synth voice] Only God can judge me
That's right baby, yeah baby
[synth voice] Only God
Hahahahahahahaha
[synth + Pac] Only God can judge me, only God can judge
[synth cont.] me, only God
Only God can judge me
[synth + Pac] Only God can judge me
And only God can
[synth voice] Only God can judge me, only God
Only God can judge me
[synth + Pac] Only God can judge me
Only God can judge me
[synth voice] Only God can judge me, only God
Only God can judge me
[synth voice] Only God can judge me now
*heart monitor: long beep*
Flatline!
Verse Two: 2Pac
I hear the doctor standing over me *heart monitor: beeping slowly*
screamin I can make it
Got a body full of bullet holes layin here naked
Still I, can't breathe, somethings evil in my IV
Cause everytime I breathe, I think they killin me *beeping sound stops*
I'm having nightmares, homicidal fantansies
I wake up stranglin, danglin my bed sheets
I call the nurse cause it hurts, to reminisce
How did it come to this? I wish they didn't miss
Somebody help me, tell me where to go from here
Cause even Thugs cry, but do the Lord care?
Try to remember, but it hurts
I'm walkin through the cemetary talkin to the, dirt
I'd rather die like a man, than live like a coward
There's a ghetto up in Heaven and it's ours, Black Power
is what we scream as we dream in a paranoid state
And our fate, is a lifetime of hate
Dear Mama, can you save me? And **** peace
Cause the streets got our babies, we gotta eat
No more hesitation each and every black male's trapped
And they wonder why we suicidal runnin round strapped
Mista, Po-lice, please try to see that it's
a million mother****ers stressin just like me
Only God can judge me
Chorus w/ variations
Interlude: 2Pac
That which does not kill me can only make me stronger
(That's for real)
and I don't see why everybody feel as though
that they gotta tell me how to live my life
(You know?)
Let me live baby, let me live
Just a few of many such quality songs.
thanks
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Albert Speer
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Puerile Polemic
Mar 1999 time: 00:15
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one more... an old one...
Brenda's Got A Baby 1991:
Brenda's got a Baby
Brenda's got a Baby
I hear Brenda's got a baby
Well, Brenda's barely got a brain
A damn shame
Tha girl can hardly spell her name
(That's not her problem, that's up ta Brenda's family)
Well let me show ya how it affects tha whole community
Now Brenda never really knew her moms and her dad was a
junky
Went in debt to his arms, it's sad
Cause I bet Brenda doesn't even know
Just cause your in tha ghetto doesn't mean ya can't grow
But oh, that's a thought, my own revelation
Do whatever it takes ta resist tha temptation
Brenda got herself a boyfriend
Her boyfriend was her cousin, now lets watch tha joy end
She tried to hide her pregnancy, from her family
Who really didn't care to see, or give a damn if she
Went out and had a church of kids
As long as when tha check came they got first dibs
Now Brendas belly is gettin bigger
But no one seems ta notice any change in her figure
She's 12 years old and she's having a baby
In love with tha molester, whose sexed and crazy
And yet she thinks that he'll be with her forever
And dreams of a world with tha two of them are together,
whatever
He left her and she had tha baby solo, she had it on tha
bathroom floor
And didn't know so, she didn't know, what ta throw away and
what ta keep
She wrapped tha baby up and threw him in tha trash heep
I guess she thought she'd get away
Wouldn't hear tha cries
She didn't realize
How much tha little baby had her eyes
Now tha babys in tha trash heep balling
Momma can't help her, but it hurts ta hear her calling
Brenda wants ta run away
Momma say, you makin' me lose pay, tha social workers here
everyday
Now Brenda's gotta make her own way
Can't go to her family, they won't let her stay
No money no babysitter, she couldn't keep a job
She tried ta sell crack, but end up getting robbed
So now what's next, there ain't nothin left ta sell
So she sees sex as a way of leavin hell
It's payin tha rent, so she really can't complain
Prostitute, found slain, and Brenda's her name, she's got a
baby
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999 time: 23:15
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"Slowwhand, that version of that song pops into my head every time i read your name"
dm
Since I'm the same name at any place I've been, I don't do chat rooms.
SIMPLY IRRESISTIBLE
Robert Palmer
How can it be permissible
She compromise my principle, yeah yeah
That kind of love is mythical
She's anything but typical
She's a craze you'd endorse, she's a powerful force
You're obliged to conform when there's no other course
She used to look good to me, but now I find her
Simply irresistible, Simply irresistible
Her loving is so powerful, huh
It's simply unavoidable
The trend is irreversible
The woman is invincible
She's a natural law, and she leaves me in awe
She deserves the applause, I surrender because
She used to look good to me, but now I find her
Simply irresistible, Simply irresistible
Simply irresistible (She's so fine, there's no tellin' where the money went)
Simply irresistible (She's all mine, there's no other way to go)
She's unavoidable, I'm backed against the wall |
She gives me feelings like I never felt before |
I'm breaking promises, she's breaking every law | DRUMS
She used to look good to me, but now I find her |
Simply irresistible . She's so fine, there's no tellin' where the money went
Simply irresistible She's all mine, there's no other way to go
GUITAR SOLO
Her methods are inscrutable
The proof is irrefutable, Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
She's so completely kissable, huh
Our lives are indivisible
She's a craze you'd endorse, she's a powerful force
You're obliged to conform when there's no other course
She used to look good to me, but now I find her
Simply irresistible (She's so fine, there's no tellin' where the money went)
Simply irresistible (She's all mine, there's no other way to go)
Simply irresistible (She's so fine, there's no tellin' where the money went)
Simply irresistible (She's all mine, there's no other way to go)
FADE
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Austin, Texas, USA
Oct 1999 time: 23:15
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"Changes"
2Pac
Come on come on
I see no changes wake up in the morning and I ask myself
is life worth living should I blast myself?
I'm tired of bein' poor & even worse I'm black
my stomach hurts so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch
Cops give a damn about a negro
pull the trigger kill a nigga he's a hero
Give the crack to the kids who the hell cares
one less ugly mouth on the welfare
First ship 'em dope & let 'em deal the brothers
give 'em guns step back watch 'em kill each other
It's time to fight back that's what Huey said
2 shots in the dark now Huey's dead
I got love for my brother but we can never go nowhere
unless we share with each other
We gotta start makin' changes
learn to see me as a brother instead of 2 distant strangers
and that's how it's supposed to be
How can the Devil take a brother if he's close to me?
I'd love to go back to when we played as kids
but things changed, and that's the way it is
Bridge w/ changing ad libs
Come on come on
That's just the way it is
Things'll never be the same
That's just the way it is
aww yeah
Repeat -2-
I see no changes all I see is racist faces
misplaced hate makes disgrace to races
We under I wonder what it takes to make this
one better place, let's erase the wasted
Take the evil out the people they'll be acting right
'cause both black and white is smokin' crack tonight
and only time we chill is when we kill each other
it takes skill to be real, time to heal each other
And although it seems heaven sent
We ain't ready, to see a black President, uhh
It ain't a secret don't conceal the fact
the penitentiary's packed, and it's filled with blacks
But some things will never change
try to show another way but you stayin' in the dope game
Now tell me what's a mother to do
bein' real don't appeal to the brother in you
You gotta operate the easy way
"I made a G today" But you made it in a sleazy way
sellin' crack to the kid. " I gotta get paid,"
Well hey, well that's the way it is Bridge Talking:
We gotta make a change...
It's time for us as a people to start makin' some changes.
Let's change the way we eat, let's change the way we live
and let's change the way we treat each other.
You see the old way wasn't working so it's on us to do
what we gotta do, to survive.
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And still I see no changes can't a brother get a little peace
It's war on the streets & the war in the Middle East
Instead of war on poverty they got a war on drugs
so the police can bother me
And I ain't never did a crime I ain't have to do
But now I'm back with the blacks givin' it back to you
Don't let 'em jack you up, back you up,
crack you up and pimp slap you up
You gotta learn to hold ya own
they get jealous when they see ya with ya mobile phone
But tell the cops they can't touch this
I don't trust this when they try to rush I bust this
That's the sound of my tool you say it ain't cool
my mama didn't raise no fool
And as long as I stay black I gotta stay strapped
& I never get to lay back
'Cause I always got to worry 'bout the pay backs
some buck that I roughed up way back
comin' back after all these years
rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat that's the way it is uhh Bridge 'til fade
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Austin, Texas, USA
Oct 1999 time: 23:15
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"White Room"
Cream
In the white room with black curtains near the station.
Blackroof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings.
Silver horses ran down moonbeams in your dark eyes.
Dawnlight smiles on you leaving, my contentment.
I'll wait in this place where the sun never shines;
Wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves.
You said no strings could secure you at the station.
Platform ticket, restless diesels, goodbye windows.
I walked into such a sad time at the station.
As I walked out, felt my own need just beginning.
I'll wait in the queue when the trains come back;
Lie with you where the shadows run from themselves.
At the party she was kindness in the hard crowd.
Consolation for the old wound now forgotten.
Yellow tigers crouched in jungles in her dark eyes.
She's just dressing, goodbye windows, tired starlings.
I'll sleep in this place with the lonely crowd;
Lie in the dark where the shadows run from themselves.
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Lift Your Skinny Fists Like Antennas to Heaven
Sep 2001 time: 23:15
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Dang it dm! Now, you got me in a sad song mood! Oh, well, goin' along with the vibe... 
Down In A Hole
Alice in Chains
Dirt (1992)
Bury me softly in this womb
I give this part of me for you
Sand rains down and here I sit
Holding rare flowers
In a tomb...in bloom
Down in a hole and I don't know if I can be saved
See my heart I decorate it like a grave
You don't understand who they
Thought I was supposed to be
Look at me now a man
Who won't let himself be
Down in a hole, losin' my soul
Down in a hole, losin' control
I'd like to fly,
But my wings have been so denied
Down in a hole and they've put all
The stones in their place
I've eaten the sun so my tongue
Has been burned of the taste
I have been guilty
Of kicking myself in the teeth
I will speak no more
of my feelings beneath
Oh I want to be inside of you
Down in a hole, losin' my soul
Down in a hole, feelin' so small
Down in a hole, losin' my soul
Down in a hole, out of control
I'd like to fly but my
Wings have been so denied
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The National Anthem
Radiohead
Kid A (2000)
Everyone
Everyone around here
Everyone is so near
What's going on?
What's going on?
Everyone
Everyone is so near
Everyone has got the fear
What's going on?
What's going on?
What's going on?
What's going on?
What's going on?
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How to Disappear Completely
Radiohead
Kid A (2000)
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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No Surprises
Radiohead
OK Computer (1997)
A heart that's full up like a landfill,
a job that slowly kills you,
bruises that won't heal
You were so tired, happy,
bring down the government,
they don't, they don't speak for her
I'll take the quiet life, a handshake of carbon monoxide
No alarms and no surprises, no alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
Silent, silent
This is my final fit, my final bellyache with
No alarms and no surprises, no alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises, please
Such a pretty house, such a pretty garden
No alarms and no surprises, no alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises, please
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A Stabbing Westward song for your friend dm...
Torn Apart
Stabbing Westward
Darkest Days
I know I should've told you
but I was so afraid you'd leave
and now there's nothing left to say
well nothing that you'd believe
I never meant to hurt you
with the things I couldn't say
I promise you tomorrow
while denying you today
these words have torn my world apart
these words have torn my world apart
these words have torn my world apart
a darkness grows inside me
in fading shades of grey
all the colors of the world are slowly sucked away
I'm sinking ever deeper to a place that's cold and black
I can't believe I've lost you and you're never coming back
these words have torn my world apart
these words have torn my world apart
these words have torn my world apart
torn my world apart
soon the night will take me and save me from my pain
cloak me in cold darkness and help me lose your name
these words have torn my world apart
these words have torn my world apart
these words have torn my world apart
torn my world apart
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