The Clash - Jail Guitar Doors

Let me tell you 'bout Wayne and his deals of cocaine
A little more every day
Holding for a friend till the band do well
Then the D.E.A. locked him away

Clang clang, go the jail guitar doors
Bang bang, go the boots on the floor
Cry cry, for your lonely mother's son
Clang clang, go the jail guitar doors

An' I'll tell you 'bout Pete, didn't want no fame
Gave all his money away
"Well there's something wrong, it'll be good for you, son"
And so they certified him insane

And then there's Keith, waiting for trial
Twenty-five thousand bail
If he goes down you won't hear his sound
But his friends carry on anyway
Fuck 'em!
Jail guitar doors
54/46 was my number
Jail guitar doors
Right now someone else has that number

Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds - Hey Joe

Hey Joe
Where you going with that gun in your hand?
Hey Joe
Where you going with that gun in your hand?

I’m gonna shoot my baby
I caught her messin round
With another man

Hey Joe
I heard you shot your baby down
Hey Joe
I heard you shot your baby down

Yes I did I shot her
I went and put her in the ground

Hey Joe
Where you gonna run to now?
Hey Joe
Where you gonna run to now?

I’m heading way down South
Where I can be free
I’m heading Mexico way
No hangman’s about to put a leash around me

(originally recorded by Billy Roberts)

Florence And The Machine - Girls Against God

What a thing to admit
That when someone looks at me with real love
I don't like it very much
Kinda makes me feel like I'm bein' crushed
Is this something that you would like to discuss?

And it's good to be alive
Crying into cereal at midnight
If they ever let me out, I'm gonna really let it out
I listen to music from 2006 and feel kind of sick
But, oh God, you're gonna get it
You'll be sorry that you messed with this

Remember being in that basement with Tom Vek?
Everyone treated us like little pets
Oh, tell me, it's not over yet
And in my darkest fantasies
I am the picture of passivity
Waitin' for you side of stage
Suppressing all my private rage
But as my sister said, I'd probably last six days

Oh, it's good to be alive
Crying into cereal at midnight
And if they ever let me out, I'm gonna really let it out
When I decided to wage Holy War
It looked very much like staring at my bedroom floor
But, oh God, you're gonna get it
You'll be sorry that you messed with me
And I know I may not look like much
Just another screaming speck of dust
But, oh God, you're gonna get it
You'll be sorry that you messed with us
(Oh God, you're gonna get it)

But it's good to be alive
Crying into cereal at midnight
But, oh God, you're gonna get it
You'll be sorry that you messed with us

Oh God, you're gonna get it
You'll be sorry that you messed with us
(Oh God, you're gonna get it)
Oh God, you're gonna get it
You'll be sorry that you messed with me

I met the Devil
You know, he gave me a choice
A golden heart
Or a golden voice

Pearl Jam - Even Flow

Freezin', rests his head on a pillow made of concrete, again
Oh, feelin' maybe he'll see a little better, set a days, ooh yeah
Oh, hand out, faces that he sees time again ain't that familiar,
oh yeah
Oh, dark grin, he can't help, when he's happy looks insane, oh yeah

Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away
Someday yet, he'll begin his life again
Life again, life again...

Kneelin', looking through the paper though he doesn't know to read, ooh yeah
Oh, prayin', now to something that has never showed him anything
Oh, feelin', understands the weather of the winter's on its way
Oh, ceilings, few and far between all the legal halls of shame, yeah

Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away
Someday yet, he'll begin his life again
Whispering hands, gently lead him away
Him away, him away...
Yeah!
Woo...ah yeah...fuck it up...

Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away
Someday yet, he'll begin his life again, yeah
Oh, whispering hands, gently lead him away
Him away, him away...
Yeah!
Woo...uh huh...yeah, yeah, fuck em up again...

Garbage - On Fire

Walking in the rain
Walking through the streets
In the dark at night, so I might find some peace to think
'Cause my mind is on fire

My hair is blowing in the wind
And you are saying something
But I cannot hear a word that's coming out of your sweet mouth
'Cause my mind is on fire

No, I'm not sorry
I'm not sorry at all
No, I won't apologize although I know that's what you'd like
But I'm not sorry at all

You're always bringing out
The very worst in me
The weakest version of a person that I'd ever want to be
But my heart is on fire

You're so hard to figure out
I don't know what you're wanting
Am I supposed to sacrifice myself to let you free?
But my heart is on fire

No, I'm not sorry
I'm not sorry at all
No, I won't apologize although I know that's what you'd like
But I'm not sorry at all

Sharon Van Etten - Porta

Cross the lines, you don’t know who’s lookin’.
Up ahead, another who’s bookin’.

Want to hear myself, wanna be there
Wanna stay but I don’t want to leave it
Want to hold head up, don’t want to stay down.
I want to live my life,

But you won’t allow.
Stalker wanna be like “I don’t want to hear that.”

I want to be myself, want to be there.
You want to rip my style, and want to be there
You want to hear my love, want to be there.
You want to steal my life.

I want you to stop trying
To get in the door
That you step through.

I want to be myself.
Don't let him find us, don’t want that life.
Think straight. Get by.
Gotta think straight to get by.
Think straight. Get by.

Want to be myself, you wanna be my
Want to be myself, you wanna be my
Want to be myself, you wanna be my

I want to be myself.

(stay out of my life…)

The Gathering - Weightless

Who's gonna love you like I do?
I will until the end and way beyond

Who will heal like I do
When the pouring rain will drown you

You're on your way to somewhere
And where is the thin thin air that you need

And who's gonna care for you
When you're lost and cold and all alone

Who's gonna love you like I do?
I will until the end and way beyond

I see it in your eyes
This is the last goodbye
You stare into the sky
And let your soul fly

I see it in your eyes
This is the last goodbye
I'm breaking, I'm falling
You rest your eyes a while
The strength it takes to provide
I'm breaking, I'm falling
There is no one to blame
That natures life will fade
I'm breaking, I'm falling
There is no one to blame
That natures life will fade
I'm breaking, I'm falling
I'm breaking, I'm falling

The National - Fake Empire

Stay out super late tonight
Picking apples, making pies
Put a little something in our lemonade
And take it with us

We're half awake in a fake empire
We're half awake in a fake empire

Tiptoe through our shiny city
With our diamond slippers on
Do our gay ballet on ice
Bluebirds on our shoulders

We're half awake in a fake empire
We're half awake in a fake empire

Turn the light out, say goodnight
No thinking for a little while
Let's not try to figure out everything at once
It's hard to keep track of you falling through the sky

We're half awake in a fake empire
We're half awake in a fake empire

Anna von Hausswolff - Move On

Things they never say
Sleep it all away
Things you’d like to know
Through a dream

See it in his eyes
Follow it by your
Moving out of it
I want to know how it feels to hold.
How it feels
How it feels

All of it is fake.
Announced by your mistake
I thought
I had it all clear
Here
Clear
But theres some things
You really don’t need to hear

R.E.M. - Around The Sun

I want the sun to shine on me
I want the truth to set me free
I wish the followers would lead
with a voice so strong it could knock me to my knees

Hold on world 'cause you don't know what's coming
Hold on world 'cause I'm not jumping off
Hold onto this boy a little longer
Take another trip around the sun

If I jumped into the ocean to believe
If I climbed a mountain would I have to reach?
Do I even dare to speak, to dream, believe?
Give me a voice so strong
I can question what I have seen

Hold on world 'cause you don't know what's coming
Hold on world 'cause I'm not jumping off
Hold onto this boy a little longer
Take another trip around the sun

Around the sun
Around the sun
Around the sun
Let my dreams set me free.
Believe, believe.
Now now now now now now

Coldplay - Life In Technicolor II

There’s a wild wind blowing
Down the corner of my street
Every night there the headlights are glowing
There’s a cold war coming
On the radio I heard
Baby it’s a violent world

Oh oh love don’t let me go
Won’t you take me where the street lights glow?
I can hear it coming
I can hear the siren sound
Now my feet won’t touch the ground

Time came a-creeping
Oh and time’s a loaded gun
Every road is a ray of light
It goes on
Time’ll leak and lead you on
Still it’s such beautiful night

Oh oh love don’t let me go
Won’t you take me where the street lights glow?
I can hear it coming
Like a serenade of sound
Now my feet won’t touch the ground

Gravity release me
And don’t ever hold me down
Now my feet won’t touch the ground

Arcade Fire - Age of Anxiety I

It's the age of doubt
And I doubt we'll figure it out
Is it you or is it me?
Age of anxiety
(Are you talking to me?)

Fight the fever with TV
In the age where nobody sleeps
And the pills do nothing for me
In the age of anxiety

When I look at you
I see what you want me to, see what you want me to
When you look at me
See what I want you to see
What I want you to see

In the age of
Living in the age of
Living in the age of
In the age of
Living in the age of
Living in the age of

It's a maze of mirrors
It's a hologram of a ghost
And you can't quite touch it
Which is how it hurts us the most

So we keep it all inside
And hide it deep in a drawer
Say your prayers tonight
Someone finds it after the war

And when I look at you
I see what you want me to, see what you want me to
When you look at me
See what I want you to see
What I want you to see is me

In the age of
Living in the age of
Living in the age of
In the age of
Living in the age of
Living in the age of
Anxiety

Gotta get this spirit out of me
This anxiety that's inside of me
Gotta get the spirit out of me
This anxiety that's inside of me

Gotta get this spirit out of me
This anxiety that's inside of me, baby
Gotta get this spirit out of me
This anxiety that's inside of me, baby

'Cause I can't stop crying and I really think I mean it but
The tears mean nothing to me
Another lost alien arriving on my spaceship in the age of anxiety
We can't stop crying and we really think we mean it
But the tears just fall on the sheets
Another lost soul just trying to feel something
Trying to feel something
Trying to feel something in the age of

Are you talking to me
Or about me?
Am I talking to you
Or about you?

It's all about you
It's all about you
It's all about you (It's not about you)
It's all about you (It's not about you)
It's all about you (It's not about you)
It's all about you (It's not about you)

U2 - Cedars Of Lebanon

Yesterday I spent asleep
Woke up in my clothes in a dirty heap
Spent the night trying to make a deadline
Squeezing complicated lives into a simple headline

I have your face here in an old Polaroid
Tidying the children's clothes and toys
You're smiling back at me, I took the photo from the fridge
Can't remember what then we did

I haven't been with a woman, it feels like for years
Thought of you the whole time, your salty tears
This shitty world sometimes produces a rose
The scent of it lingers and then it just goes

Return the call to home

The worst of us are a long drawn out confession
The best of us are geniuses of compression
You say you're not going to leave the truth alone
I?m here cos I don't want to go home

Child drinking dirty water from the river bank
Soldier brings oranges he got out from a tank
I'm waiting on the waiter, he's taking a while to come
Watching the sun go down on Lebanon

Return the call to home

Now I've got a head like a lit cigarette
Unholy clouds reflecting in a minaret
You're so high above me, higher than everyone
Where are you in the Cedars of Lebanon?

Choose your enemies carefully cos they will define you
Make them interesting cos in some ways they will mind you
They're not there in the beginning but when your story ends
Gonna last with you longer than your friend

Queens Of The Stone Age - What The Peephole Say

I don’t care what the peephole say

If ya gotta knock, then go away
Oh fears, idears they grow like a weed
Used to was my brain, but dirty thoughts just came & came

No time in life for shit
Spoonful by the pound, ain’t having it
Do you practice to preach or pretend to be?
You a tiger, a trash can, royalty?
I don’t care what the peephole say
Going deaf deliberately

& the wolf’s on the creep with the sheep on the merry go round
& the shepherd sleeps while blood seeps into the ground
On the outskirts of town where headlights bleed
Oh, Teen Angels in tangles

I don’t care if the people grow
They all say done did doesn’t make it so
That a school or a prison? Look same to me
I got one eye open & one hand free

I don’t care what the people know
The worlds gonna end in a month or so
You may run the institutional learning facility
But you don’t run her & you don’t run me
I don’t care what the peephole say
Gotta tip for your trip cop stopying me

& the wolf’s on the creep with the sheep on the merry go round
The shepherd sleeps while blood seeps into the ground
On the outskirts of town where headlights bleed
Oh, Teen Angels

Tonight is the night. The kids are taking you to school
Tonight is the night. Setting fires, breaking rules
Tonight is the night. You ain’t who we answer to
Tonight is the night. You ain’t so fucking cool
We got our eye on you

& the wolf’s on the creep with the sheep on the merry go round
Tonight is the night. The kids are taking you to school
...On the merry go round
Tonight is the night. So whatchu gonna do?
...On the merry go round
Tonight is the night. Setting fires, breaking rules
Tonight is the night. Future tripping, skipping school
Tonight is the night. You ain’t who we answer to
Tonight is the night. Tables done turn on you
We got our eye on you

Sigur Rós - Fall

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The Cult - Love Removal Machine

Check this one

Fell to the red room because she was there
A scarlet woman, she got me in fear
She said, "Do all those things that you do to me
You know what I mean, boy
Do all those things that you do to me"

(Talkin' 'bout love)
Love removal
(Talkin' 'bout love)
Love removal machine
(Talkin' 'bout love)
Gimme love, soul shaker
(Talkin' 'bout love)
Love removal machine

Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I fell from the sky
Yesterday, you blew my mind, oh yeah
Having trouble with my direction
Upside-down, psychotic reaction, oh

(Talkin' 'bout love)
Love removal
(Talkin' 'bout love)
Love removal machine
(Talkin' 'bout love)
Gimme love, soul stealer
(Talkin' 'bout love)
Love removal machine

(Talkin' 'bout love)
Gimme love
(Talkin' 'bout love)
Love removal machine
(Talkin' 'bout love)
Gimme love, fun remover
(Talkin' 'bout love)
Love removal machine

(Talkin' 'bout love)
Love removal
(Talkin' 'bout love)
Love removal machine
(Talkin' 'bout love)
Gimme love, fun remover
(Talkin' 'bout love)
Love removal machine

(Talkin' 'bout love)
Gimme love
(Talkin' 'bout love)
Love removal machine
(Talkin' 'bout love)
Gimme love, soul shaker
(Talkin' 'bout love)
Love removal machine

Look out, here she comes
Look out, here she comes
I said, "Look out, here she comes"
Look out, here she comes, yeah

Shake it, don't break it, baby
Shake it, don't break it, baby
Shake it, don't break it, baby
Shake it, don't break it, baby

The Clash - North And South

And so we say
We ain't got life
Don't want a cardboard cut-out
Don't want a plastic knife

Now I know, time can march
With it's chargin' feet
Now I know, words are only cheap
It's gonna be a burn out
All around this town
The South is up
But the North is down

There's gonna be a killin'
Of a woman and a man
Trying to feed that child
Without a coin in their hand

And so we say
Have you no use
For eight million hands
And the power of youth

Now I know, time can march
With it's chargin' feet
Now I know, words are only cheap
It's gonna be a burn out
All around this town
The South is up
But the North is down

There's gonna be a killin'
Of a woman and a man
Trying to feed that child
Without a coin in their hand

It's gonna be a burn out!

And so we say
We ain't diggin' no graves
We're diggin' a foundation
For a future to be made

Now I know, time can march
With it's chargin' feet
Now I know, words are only cheap
It's gonna be a burn out
All around this town
The South is up
But the North is down

There's gonna be a killin'
Of a woman and a man
Trying to feed that child
Without a coin in their hand

It's gonna be a burn out!

R.E.M. - Bad Day

A public service Announcement followed me home the other day
I paid it never mind
Go away
Shit so thick you could stir it with a stick- free Teflon whitewashed presidency
We're sick of being jerked around
Wear that on your sleeve

Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, Lord
Count your blessings
We're sick of being jerked around
We all fall down

Have you ever seen the televised St. Vitus Subcommittee Prize
Investigation dance? Those-ants-in-pants glances
Well, look behind the eyes
It's a hallowed, hollow anesthetized
"Save my own ass, screw these guys"
Smoke and mirror lock down

Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, Lord
Count your blessings
The papers wouldn't lie!
I sigh
Not one more

It's been a bad day
Please don't take a picture
It's been a bad day
Please

It's been a bad day
Please don't take a picture
It's been a bad day
Please

We're dug in the deep, the price is steep
The auctioneer is such a creep
The lights went out, the oil ran dry
We blamed it on the other guy
Sure, all men are created equal
Here's the church, here's the steeple
"Please stay tuned - we cut to sequel"
Ashes to ashes, we all fall down

Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, Lord
Count your blessings
Ignore the lower fears
Oh, this means war

It's been a bad day
Please don't take a picture
It's been a bad day
Please

It's been a bad day
Please don't take a picture
It's been a bad day
Please

Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, Lord
Count your blessings
We're sick of being jerked around
We all fall down

It's been a bad day
Please don't take a picture
It's been a bad day
Please

It's been a bad day
Please don't take a picture
It's been a bad day
Please

It's been a bad day
Please don't take a picture
It's been a bad day
Please

It's been a bad day
Please don't take a picture
It's been a bad day
Please

U2 - Sunday Bloody Sunday [Songs Of Surrender version]

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?
‘Cos tonight
We can be as one, tonight, 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
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Alright, let’s go

And the battle’s just begun
There’s many lost, but tell me who has won?
The trenches dug within our hearts
And mothers, children, brothers, sisters
Torn apart

Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday

How long, how long must we sing this song?
How long? How long?
‘Cos tonight we can be as one, tonight, tonight
Tonight, tonight
Tonight, tonight

Wipe the tears from your eyes
Wipe the tears from your eyes
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Wipe the tears from your eyes

Here at the murder scene
The beginning of a fiction
The facts will not come clean
Religion is the enemy of the Holy Spirit guide
And the battle just begun
Where is the victory Jesus won

Red Hot Chili Peppers - Dance, Dance, Dance

You got yours and I've got mine
She got his and she got shine
Under moon and overseas
She got those and we got these

Dance, dance, dance, dance
All night long, yes all night long
Dance, dance, dance, dance
We got strong, yes we got strong
Let's say hello, it's safe to go

Dance, dance, dance, dance
All night long, yes all night long
Dance, dance, dance, dance
We got strong, yes we got strong
The light is right, let's play tonight
Let's play

Give yourself a chance to find a way
The holiness of play is here to stay

They got this and we got that
He got his and she got fat
You've got mine but I've got yours
I've got love but you've got more

Dance, dance, dance, dance
All night long, yes all night long
Dance, dance, dance, dance
We got strong, yes we got strong
Let's say hello, it's safe to go
Let's play

Give yourself a chance to find a way
The holiness of play is here to stay
Tell your mom and dad, it's all okay
The holiness of play is here to stay

I've got another one
I've got another one
I've got another one
I've got another one
Whoa
I've got a better one

You got yours and I've got mine
He got his and she got shine
We got all but she got high
Some got hot and they got by

Dance, dance, dance, dance
All night long, yes all night long
Dance, dance, dance, dance
We got strong, yes we got strong
Let's say hello, it's safe to go

Dance, dance, dance, dance
All night long, yes all night long
Dance, dance, dance, dance
We got strong, yes we got strong
The light is right, let's play tonight

Let's make the rise
The sun, the prize
Let's play
Let's play

Jah Wobble's Invaders Of The Heart feat. Sinéad O'Connor - Visions Of You

I'm not numbed out anymore
Not longer filled with hate and pain
No longer drenched in shame
I'm not numbed out anymore
Now I am the key to the door

The kingdom of heaven lies inside
Makes a circle with the turning tide
Now the circle is complete
And the heart and mind they meet
The kingdom of heaven lies inside

I love visions of you endlessly
I love visions of you endless

It's a vision for me and for you
Hell can be a circle too
Repetition unbroken
The truth remains unspoken
A vision for me and for you

I love visions of you endlessly
I love visions of you endlessly
I love visions of you endlessly
I love visions of you endlessly

I love visions of you endlessly
I love visions of you endlessly

I'm not numbed out anymore
No longer filled with hate and pain
No longer drenched in shame
I'm not numbed out anymore
Now I am the key to the door

I love visions of you endlessly
I love visions of you endlessly
I love visions of you endlessly
I love visions of you
I love
Visions of you
I love visions of you endlessly
I love
Visions of you

Zwan - Declarations Of Faith

This man you love, this boy you hate
The hills are his in all embrace
Enchanted and not soon lost
This man you call with lover's draw
So coarse in kind it can't be sought
For leaving is what i do

I declare myself
Declare myself of faith
I declare myself
Declare myself of faith

Ever wonder why they kill the weak ones, baby
There's no one here to care
Someone always thought a good reason, baby
Just why we're really here
Affirm my power to spend my dollars, to get us home, yeah
I've got no money, got no secrets

Maybe we were born to kiss another
Maybe we were born to run forever
Or maybe we were born to come together, or whatever
Kiss me alone

This boy you chance, this man you'll find
Will dry the tears behind your eyes
So stop laughing and play the muse
This heartache rots that which spills
From my heart into your will
So give in to the rivers wind

I declare myself
Declare myself of faith
I declare myself
Declare myself of faith

Every wonder why they kill the weak ones, baby
So they can to testify
For every single ghost on that freeway, baby
Has got to give a mild holler to spend my dollars
We've got to get away
I've got no money, got no secrets

Maybe we were born to love each other
Maybe we were born to run forever
Or maybe we were born to come together, or whatever

Kiss me alone
Kiss me alone
Kiss me alone
Kiss me alone

Maybe we were born to love
Maybe we were born to love
Maybe we were born to love
Maybe we were born to love each other

Kiss me alone
Kiss me alone
Kiss me alone
Kiss me alone

Maybe we were born to love
Maybe we were born to love
Maybe we were born to love each other
Kiss me alone

U2 - Red Hill Mining Town

From father to son
The blood runs thin
Ooh, see the faces frozen (still)
Against the wind.

The seam is split
The coal-face cracked
The lines are long
There's no going back.

Through hands of steel
And heart of stone
Our labour day
Has come and gone.

They leave me holdin' on
In Red Hill Town.
See the lights go down on ...

Hangin' on
You're all that's left to hold on to.
I'm still waiting
I'm hangin' on
You're all that's left to hold on to.

The glass is cut
The bottle run dry.
Our love runs cold
In the caverns of the night.

We're wounded by fear
Injured in doubt.
I can lose myself
You I can't live without.

Yeah, you keep me holdin' on
In Red Hill Town.
See the lights go down on

Hangin' on
You're all that's left to hold on to.
I'm still waiting
I'm hangin' on
You're all that's left to hold on to
On to.

We scorch the earth
Set fire to the sky
And we stooped so low
To reach so high.

A link is lost
The chain undone.
We wait all day
For night to come
And it comes like a hunter (child).

I'm hangin' on
You're all that's left to hold on to.
I'm still waiting
I'm hangin' on
You're all that's left to hold on to.

We see love, slowly stripped away
Our love has seen its better day.
Hangin' on
Lights go down on Red Hill
The lights go down on Red Hill.
The lights go down on Red Hill.
The lights go down on Red Hill Town..

Depeche Mode - Higher Love

I can taste more than feel
This burning inside is so real
I can almost lay my hands upon
The warm glow that lingers on

Moved, lifted higher
Moved, my soul's on fire
Moved, by a higher love

I surrender all control
To the desire that consumes me whole

And leads me by the hand to infinity
That lies in wait at the heart of me

Moved, lifted higher
Moved, my soul's on fire
Moved, by a higher love

Heaven bound on the wings of love
There's so much that you can rise above

Moved, lifted higher
Moved, moved, by a higher love
By a higher love

I surrender heart and soul
Sacrificed to a higher goal

Moved, moved by a higher love
By a higher love

Beastie Boys - Check Your Head

It's finger lickin', finger lickin' good, y'all
Finger lickin', a finger lickin' good, y'all
It's finger lickin', finger lickin' good, y'all
It's finger lickin', finger lickin' good, y'all

Lickin'-lickin', uh
Lickin'-lickin', uh
Lickin'-lickin', uh
Lickin'-lickin', uh

Well, Mike D, what's up?
Yo, Yauch, what up?
Come on, Mike, let's tear it up
Hear no evil, see no evil, talkin' no bullshit
So many damn people are so damn full of it
Keyboard Money Mark, you know he ain't havin' it
Just give him some wood and he'll build you a cabinet
I'm convinced that Vince is rippin' me off
I think it's his girdle that's tippin' me off
Well, Mike D's out back and he's growin' onion
I've got bigger buns than my man Paul Bunyon's
I've been going nuts gettin' all cooped up
Fully hermitizing but now I'm gettin' souped up
It's time to turn the page to a brand new chapter
Settin' my sights and you know what I'm after
I'll be in the paper, the news with Ernie Anastos
They'll even print my recipe for pasta with pesto
Now here's another special of the day
See, I've got more spice than the Frugal Gourmet

It's finger lickin', finger lickin' good, y'all
Finger lickin', a finger lickin' good, y'all
It's finger lickin', finger lickin' good, y'all
It's finger lickin', finger lickin' good, y'all

Lickin'-lickin', uh
Lickin'-lickin', uh
Lickin'-lickin', uh
Lickin'-lickin', uh

Well, Mike D (huh), what you got for me?
Show these good people what it means to be D
Well, they call me Mike D with the mad man style
I put the mic up to my lips and I can scream for a while
Created a sound at which many were shocked at
I've got a million ideas that I ain't even rocked yet
I've got the light bulb flashing at the top of my head
Never wake up on the wrong side of the bed
You're an idea man, not a yes man
With a point to make you're bound to take a stand
'Cause I'm Pete the Puma, Minnie the Moocher
I've got every type of flavor style that will suit ya
You know the bass is real fat, because it's gotta be like that
A snare on the funky tin, and a taste of the high hat

Finger lickin', finger lickin' good, y'all
Finger lickin', a finger lickin' good, y'all
It's finger lickin', it's finger lickin' good, y'all
A finger lickin', a lickin', lickin' good, y'all

Yo, Yauch, what up?
Mike D, what's up?
Come on, Yauch, let's tear it up
Well, I could catch a groove like a flash in the dark
I grab ahold of your attention like a thief in the park
'Cause I can flip a rhyme off the tip of my tongue
Yeah, I be switching up the rhythm like the rhyme's a piece of chewing gum
Now I might chew, but I don't bite
My ideas are mine when I begin to write
In my sleep I'll be thinking 'bout beats and
Getting on the mic and bustin' some treats and
Sporting the crazy funky threads that you've never even seen before
What I'm lacking from the macking I can find at the thrift store
I won't scuff nor scuffle, just grin as they walk by
Take time to rhyme for a girl I hear talk fly
Down some papaya, down with the revolution
Always wear my goggles 'cause there's so much pollution
Well, I can do the Freak, the Patty Duke, and the Spank
Gotta free the funky fish from the funky fish tanks
I'll sell my house, sell my car, and I'll sell all my stuff

I'm going back to New York City, I do believe I've had enough

Whipped-whipped-whipped cream
Whipped-whipped-whipped cream

We're gonna be out of her in a minute
So this one goes out to my man Mario C
My brother Adrock cuttin' it up on the turntable
Yeah, finger lickin' good, y'all
DJ Hurricane is finger lickin' good, y'all

This Mortal Coil - Help Me Lift You Up

I don't have to tell you that you're all alone
Hear what you will, you're not gone
You'll have to be with your kind
I'll have to stay with my own kind
Help me lift you up, help me lift you up

So sorry if I can't stop pretending
So sorry if I don't let you go
Like this, but not like this is ending
I think you know, I think you know
Help me lift you up, help me lift you up

I have a dream, it's very clear
You're all around, but never near
Help me lift you up, help me lift you up

Lykke Li - NO HOTEL

There's no hotel
No cigarettes
And you're still in love
With someone else

It's cracking dawn
Street soaking wet
And I'm on your doorstep
Not losing yet

'Cause in the back of my mind
I'm in the back of your car
So now, baby, rewind
Take me back, uh huh

Back in my bed
Back in my heart
Back in my
Back in my arms

Back in my bed
Under my heart
Back in my
Back in my arms

Heart beat half dead
I carry blue
With every step
I'm not over you

'Cause in the back of my mind
I'm in the back of your car
So now, baby, rewind
Take me back, uh huh

Back in my bed
Back in my heart
Back in my
Back in my arms

Back in my bed
Under my heart
Back in my
Back in my arms

Arcade Fire - Intervention

The king's taken back the throne
The useless seed is sown
When they say they're cutting off the phone
I tell 'em you're not home

No place to hide
You were fighting as a soldier on their side
You're still a soldier in your mind
Though nothing's on the line

You say it's money that we need
As if we're only mouths to feed
I know no matter what you say
There are some debts you'll never pay

Working for the Church while your family dies
You take what they give you and you keep it inside
Every spark of friendship and love will die without a home
Hear the soldier groan, "We'll go at it alone"

I can taste the fear
Lift me up and take me out of here
Don't wanna fight, don't wanna die
Just wanna hear you cry

Who's gonna throw the very first stone?
Oh! Who's gonna reset the bone?
Walking with your head in a sling
Wanna hear the soldier sing:
"Been working for the Church while my family dies
Your little baby sister's gonna lose her mind
Every spark of friendship and love will die without a home"
Hear the soldier groan "We'll go at it alone.

I can taste your fear
It's gonna lift you up and take you out of here
And the bone shall never heal
I care not if you kneel

We can't find you now
But they're gonna get the money back somehow
And when you finally disappear
We'll just say you were never here

Working for the church while your life falls apart
Singing halleluiah with the fear in your heart
Every spark of friendship and love will die without a home
Hear the soldier groan, "We'll go at it alone"
Hear the soldier groan, "We'll go at it alone"

God Is An Astronaut - Spectres

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Placebo - Scared Of Girls

An introverted kind of soul
The earth did open, swallow whole

Careenin', careenin'
Careenin', careenin'

Her next of kin who lived in sin
Was asking God to let her in

Careenin', careenin'
Careenin', careenin'

I'm a man, a liar, guaranteed in your bed
I gotta place it on the rack, got a place inside it
Got a place inside it, got a place inside it

An extroverted kinda girl
Did tour the world with MC5

Careenin', careenin'
Careenin', careenin'

Her younger sister, had a blister
Where I kissed her on her thigh

Careenin', careenin'
Careenin', careenin'

I'm a man, a liar, guaranteed in your bed
I gotta place it on the rack, got a place inside it
Got a place inside it, got a place inside it