Kaiser Chiefs - Beautiful Girl

If I was in your shoes
They’d probably be too tight
And if I was your record player
I’d probably play too quiet
And if I was your front porch swing
I’d probably swing too high
With a crochet blanket wrapped up around you thinking

Nobody needs a record player
That’s why you buy them second hand
We’ve been around the blocks and all the charity shops
Then I found you there and now I understand

You’re my beautiful girl
You’re my beautiful girl

And If I was an eight ball
I’d give you bad advice
Your lava lamp and yucca plant
I love you more than is right

Nobody needs a record player
But it makes our house a home
Your beauty in the snaps the crackles and the pops
And you’ve spoiled my chance for me to dance alone
Yeah you’ve spoiled my chance for me to dance alone

With my beautiful girl
With my beautiful girl
Yeah you’re my beautiful girl
You’re my beautiful girl

The National feat. Sufjan Stevens - Once Upon A Poolside

Don't make this any harder
Everybody's waiting
Walk-on's almost over
Teenagers on ice

Try to keep my distance
Talking of forgiveness
Once upon a poolside
Underneath the lights

What was the worried thing you said to me?

I'll follow you everywhere
While you work the room
I don't know how you do it
Tangerine perfume

I'm not doing anyone
Any kind of favors
Watching airplanes land
And sink into the pavement

What was the worried thing you said to me?

I can't keep talking, I can't stop shaking
I can't keep track of everything I'm taking
Everything is different. Why do I feel the same?
Am I asking for too much? Can't hear what you're saying

What was the worried thing you said to me?
I thought we could make it through anything

This is the closest we've ever been
And I have no idea what's happening
Is this how this whole thing is gonna end?
This is the closest we've ever been

Don't make this any harder
Everybody's waiting
Walk-on's almost over
Teenagers on ice

Try to keep my distance
Talking of forgiveness
Once upon a poolside
Underneath the lights
What was the worried thing you said to me?

I thought we could make it through anything

Kasabian - Algorithms

We’re not here for a long time
Just here for a good time
This one’s for the weirdos
One day we’ll be hero’s

I’d see you every night if I could
Stuck like glue hanging out
in your neighbourhood

Just watching the days roll by
before

Algorithms taking control
The robots believing they have a soul
They’ll never feel love like this

We’re not here for a long time
Just here for a good time
This one’s for the zeros
One day we’ll be hero’s

I’d see you every night if I could

Try to understand, I got you holding
Back the flood

Do you remember the days before

Algorithms taking control
The robots believing they have a soul

I’ll tell you about it one sunny day
I’ll whisper to you before you go away
You lift me up from solid ground
I promise you, I’ll never let you
I wont let you down, because

Algorithms taking control
The robots believing they have a soul
They’ll never feel love like this

We’re not here for a long time
Just here for a good time

Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds - Easy Money

It’s difficult. It’s very tough.
I said to the man who’d been sleeping rough
To sit within a fragrant breeze
All among the nodding trees
That hang heavy with the stuff

He threw his arms around my neck
He brushed the tear from my cheek
And held my soft white hand
He was an understanding man
He did not even barely hardly speak

Easy money
Rain it down on the wife and the kids
Rain it down on the house where we live
Rain until you got nothing left to give
And rain that ever-loving stuff down on me

All the things for which my heart yearns
Gives joy in diminishing returns
He kissed me on the mouth
His hands they headed south
And my cheek it burned

Money, man, it is a bitch
The poor, they spoil it for the rich
With my face pressed in the clover
I wondered when this would be over
And at home we are all so guilty-sad

Easy money
Pour it down the open drain
Pour it all through my veins
Pour it down, yeah, let it rain
And pour that ever-loving stuff down on me

Now, I’m sitting pretty down on the bank
Life shuffles past at a low interest rate
In the money-coloured meadows
And all the interesting shadows
They leap up, then dissipate

Easy money
Easy money
Easy money
Rain it down on the wife and the kids
Rain it down on the house where we live
Rain it down until you got nothing left to give
And rain that ever-loving stuff down on me

White Lies - What If We're Bad Together

Winter at every door, you make your call to praise of again
The air is rich, but your heart's still poor
As if I needed only to fair

Don't you ever feel yourself? The only time is time you miss
Don't you ever shop for change, or try to find a rhyme that don't exist?

What if we're bad together? What if we're bad together?
What if we're bad together? What if we're bad together?

Frost on your sicken nose, oh how we kick and scream at the end

What if we're bad together? What if we're bad together?
What if we're bad together? What if we're bad together?

No need to write or call, you sent a tanked up truck for the bed
Not since a little boy have I struck a wall so hard with my head

What good is saving change when all the banks are burned to bits?
What good are driving lanes when you're so hellbent on the ditch?

What if we're bad together? What if we're bad together? Ooh
What if we're bad together? What if we're bad together?

(I don't need, I don't need her)
What if we're bad together? (All through my head I see the shape of you)
(I don't need)
What if we're bad together?
(All through the nights, the lies of me and you)
(I don't need, I don't need her)

Metallica - Room of Mirrors

In a mirrored room
All alone I stand
Strip away the phantom fame
Exposing all sides to see
The good and bad in me

In a mirrored room
All alone I stand
Seeing past the flesh and bone
The shame and the fear I hide
Could I show you what’s inside?

Would you
Criticize, scrutinize
Stigmatize my pain?
Would you
Summarize, patronize
Classify insane?

So I stand here
Before you
You might judge
You might just bury me

Or you might set me free

In a mirrored room
Talking to myself
And the voices pushing back
I’ll let them inside my heart
But they’ll tear it all apart

In a mirrored room
Just a simple man
Naked, broken, beat, and scarred
What do I really know?
That fear of letting go

Would you
Criticize, scrutinize
Analyze my pain?
Would you
Summarize, patronize
Classify insane?
So I stand here
Before you
You might judge
You might just bury me
Or you might set me
Or you might set me free
Would you
Criticize, scrutinize
Ostracize my pain?
Would you
Summarize, patronize
Classify insane?

So I stand here
Before you
You might judge
You might just bury me

Or you might set me
Oh, please won’t you set me free

Depeche Mode - Ghosts Again

Wasted feelings
Broken meanings
Time is fleeting
See what it brings
Helloes, goodbyes
A thousand midnights
Lost in sleepless lullabies
Heaven’s dreaming
Thoughtless thoughts, my friends
We know we’ll be ghosts again

Sunday’s shining
Silver linings
Weightless hours
All my flowers
A place to hide
The tears that you cried
Everybody says goodbye
Faith is sleeping
Lovers, in the end
Whisper we’ll be ghosts again

Heaven’s dreaming
Thoughtless thoughts, my friends
We know we’ll be ghosts again
Faith is sleeping
Lovers, in the end
Whisper we’ll be ghosts again

R.E.M. - Chorus And The Ring

hey there now young one wholly, swing along
quote the scriptures, keep them guessing
which pit you crawled from.
just defy it, just deny it, was it fun?
your time has come-
what have you done? what have you done?

that's when the insults start to sting
you can't remember anything
the chorus chime in, the greek chorus,
the machine of god singing

it's the poison that in measures brings
illuminating vision
it's the knowing with a wink that we expect in
southern women
it's the wolf that knows which root to dig
to save itself
it's the octopus that crawled back to the sea

that's when the insults start to sting
you can't remember anything
the chorus chime in, the greek chorus,
the machine of god ring!

hammered, shooting plywood in the backyard
laughing 'cause the racket makes the
blackbirds sing
write the holy terror, suck the marrow from
the bone- singe
your own wings burning books, you got the
chorus and the ring

that's when the insults start to sting
you can't remember anything
the chorus chime in, the greek chorus,
the machine sings
that's when the insults starts to sting
you can't remember anything
the chorus chime in, the greek chorus,
the machine sings

that's when the calibration brittle as a stick
gets you the gold ring
and the tar museum Che Guevera wink,
gold ring
gold ring.

sing.
sing.
sing.
sing.

Green Day - Suzie Chapstick

Will I ever see your face again
Not just photos from an Instagram
Will you say hello from across the street
From a place and time we used to meet

Sometimes everything just grows apart
Broken pieces from a busted heart
Not even the drugs seem to work
Living in the shadows where we lurk

Outside my window before the sun comes up to shine
It’s just another vacant, cold and lonely night

Do you remember the jokes we told
Rumors from a long long time ago
Did we get over our innocence?
Did we take the time to make amends?

Will you dedicate a song to me
Do you want me to just go away
I just want to be your nobody
Is there any chance that I can stay?

Outside my window there is nothing but a sky
It’s just another vacant, cold and lonely night

Outside my window there is nothing but a sky
It’s just another vacant, cold and lonely night

Do you remember the jokes we told
Rumors from a long long time ago
Did we get over our innocence?
Did we take the time to make amends?

St. Vincent - Strange Mercy

Oh, little one, I know you've been tired for a long, long time
And oh little one I ain't been around for a little while
But when you see me, wave

Oh, little one, your Hemingway jawline looks just like his
Our father in exile
For God only knows how many years
But when you see him, wave
Through double-pane
I'll be with you lost boys
Sneaking out where the shivers won't find you

Oh little one I'd tell you good news that I don't believe
If it would help you sleep
Strange mercy

If I ever meet the dirty policeman who roughed you up
No I I don't know what
If I ever meet the dirty policeman who roughed you up

I'll be with you lost boys
Sneaking out where the shivers won't find you