Cocteau Twins - The Tinderbox (Of A Heart)

The tinderbox of a heart

Left a shell is all

U2 - New York

In New York freedom looks like too many choices
In New York I found a friend to drown out the other voices
Voices on the cell phone
Voices from home
Voices of the hard sell
Voices down the stairwell
In New York, just got a place in New York

In New York summers get hot, well into the hundreds
You can't walk around the block without a change of clothing
Hot as a hairdryer in your face
Hot as a handbag and a can of mace
In New York, I just got a place in New York
New York, New York

In New York you can forget, forget how to sit still
Tell yourself you will stay in
But it's down to Alphaville

New York, New York, New York
New York, New York, New York

The Irish have been coming here for years
Feel like they own the place
They got the airport, city hall, concrete, asphalt, they even got the police
Irish, Italian, Jews and Hispanics
Religious nuts, political fanatics in the stew,
Living happily not like me and you
That's where I lost you... New York

New York, New York
New York, New York

In New York I lost it all to you and your vices
Still I'm staying on to figure out my mid life crisis
I hit an iceberg in my life
But you know I'm still afloat
You lose your balance, lose your wife
In the queue for the lifeboat

You got to put the women and children first
But you've got an unquenchable thirst for New York

New York, New York
New York, New York

In the stillness of the evening
When the sun has had its day
I heard your voice a-whispering
Come away child

New York, New York

Paradise Lost - I Am Nothing

Aware of some, aware of nothing more

I have no faith, I cannot settle scores

You hope some day, I’ll move out of the dark

Your wishes fail, ’cause I am nothing

Slave to it all once again I fear

Slave to it all are the ones most dear

Thrilling you all with my tales not real

You believe in them time after time

On hopeless days I sit and justify

A wholesome life of which I’m so deprived

I hope and pray that I won’t stay around

Too long to stain, ’cause I am nothing

Slave to it all once again I fear

Slave to it all are the ones most dear

Thrilling you all with my tales not real

You believe in them time after time

Hope someday?

I could be wrong…

Kasabian - Goodbye Kiss

Doomed from the start

We met with a goodbye kiss, I broke my wrist

It all kicked off, I had no choice

You said that you didn't mind 'cause love's hard to find

Maybe the days we had are gone, living in silence for too long

Open your eyes and what do you see?

No more laughs, no more photographs

Turning slowly, looking back, see

No words can save this, you're broken and I'm pissed

Run along like I'm supposed to, be the man I ought to

Rock'n Roll sent us insane, I hope someday that we will meet again

Running wild

Giving it everyone, now that's all done

Cause we burnt out, that's what you do

When you have everything, it can't be true

Maybe the days we had are gone, living in silence for too long

Open your eyes and what do you see?

The last stand, let go of my hand

Turning slowly, looking back, see

No words can save this, you're broken and I'm pissed

Run along like I'm supposed to, be the man I ought to

Rock'n Roll sent us insane, I hope someday that we will meet again

You go your way and I'll go my way

No words can save us, this lifestyle made us

Run along like I'm supposed to, be the man I ought to

Rock'n Roll sent us insane, I hope someday that we will meet again

The Clash - Police & Thieves

Police and thieves in the streets
Oh yeah!
Scaring the nation with their guns and ammunition
Police and thieves in the street
Oh yeah!
Fighting the nation with their guns and ammunition

From Genesis to Revelation
The next generation will be hear me
From Genesis to Revelation
The next generation will be hear me

And all the crowd comes in day by day
No one stop it in anyway
And all the peacemaker turn war officer
Hear what I say

Police, police, police and thieves oh yeah
Police, police, police and thieves oh yeah
From Genesis oh yeah
Police, police, police and thieves oh yeah

Scaring, fighting the nation
Shooting, shooting their guns and ammunition

Police, police, police and thieves oh yeah
Police, police, police and thieves oh yeah
Here come, here come, here come
The station is bombed
Get out get out get out you people
If you don't wanna get blown up

R.E.M. - Finest Worksong

The time to rise has been engaged

You'd better best to rearrange

I'm talking here to me alone

I listen to the finest worksong

Your finest hour

Your finest hour

Another chance has been engaged

To throw Thoreau and rearrange

You are following this time

I beg you not beg to rhyme

(Oh), Your finest hour

(Oh), Your finest hour

Take your instinct by the reins

You'd better best to rearrange

What we want and what we need

Has been confused, been confused

(Oh) Your finest hour

(Oh) Your finest hour

Take your instinct by the reins

Better best to rearrange

What we want and what we need

Has been confused, been confused

(Oh) Your finest hour

(Oh) Your finest hour

(Oh) Your finest hour

(Oh) Your finest hour

James - Wherever It Takes Us

She's weaving from car to car
Checking the doors
Leaving, leaving bloody handprints on the paintwork
All locked shut
Drops to her knees gasping
Wheezing, can't breathe
The gas mask's leaking, acrid smoke
Her pain, her, her, her slip's on fire
She flaps at it
Swung ringed wrists flap-flapping
Beat the embers out

From her crouch she tries another handle
An old Pontiac
Unlocked, she scrambles in
Slams the door shut, ducks down
Peace

We're all in wherever it takes us
We're all in, it breaks and it shapes us
We're all in wherever it takes us
Let's ride

She strips off her slip
Blotted heavy with blood
Tosses it on the pink leather backseat
Smoke coils out of a zig-zag cut on her palm
She sucks on it, metallic taste
Underneath, a jagged flap of skin
Wisps of DNA unwind
Uncoiling, dissipate, float away
"An upgrade," she laughs
Words pour out of her mouth, bubblegum
Like, like, like, hieroglyphs
Bioluminescent opaque shapes
Fill up the Pontiac
And here it is, here it is

We're all in wherever it takes us
We're all in, it breaks and it shakes us
We're all in wherever it takes us
Let's ride

She's in the multiverse
Connected lives overlapping like a
Like a hall of mirrors
Lives lived and shared, lived and shared
Affecting her now
Gig-gigabytes of history like a
Like a, like a map
Ancient cultures where men sit around the fire singing
Whilst the women keep bringing the children in
She strips off her skin suit
It puddles at her feet like worm cast
Every cell illuminates and expands
Spools upwards, melting
Dissolving into, into cold light
She dives in
Illumination
And here it is, here is is

We're all in wherever it takes us
(She's made of stars)
We're all in, it breaks and it shapes us
We're all in wherever it takes us
Let's ride

We're all in wherever it takes us
We're all in, it breaks and it shapes us
We're all in wherever it takes us
Let's

Fields Of The Nephilim - Shroud (Exordium)

Come home

Malach now

To your father

Now

Cover his face so that he may not see the light

That's the one

Malach menoodehah, I return you

You'll shine now

Heaven will shine no more

Solitary without light

Until that day, welcome home

Frozen

Life

Chosen

Life

Chosen

Life

Chosen

Life

Chosen

Life

Chosen

Life

No angel was capable to view the face of him

Beastie Boys - The Skills to Pay the Bills

I've got the skills to pay the bills, yo

I got the got the got the skills to pay the bills

I've got the skills to pay the bills

Ah what you got, I got the skills to pay the bills

I'm Mike D and I'm bustin' out trap kits (Haha)

The time has come so I'm going to rap this (yeah)

You Rip Van Winkle, (c'mon, c'mon) now you're gonna wake up

MC's, pick up a hobby that you're gonna' take up

Well, on the stage I'm known to break fool, huh

But when I'm at the table it's the Futterman's rule (wohoo)

Workin' on my game cause it's time to tax

I'm on a crazy mission to wax Bob Mack, shit

Up to the top, 'till the very last drop (yeah)

I'll make you tapes of the rhymes I say

I'm selling sex rhymes by the pound

You horny MC's, I watch you getting around my... agh shit

The skills to pay the bills

I got the got the got the skills to pay the bills

I got the got the got the skills to pay the bills

I got the skills to pay the bills, ya'll

So it better pull through when it comes to me

Let it go down like it's supposed to be

Words together like birds in a flock

Ah yes rhymes on time like the hands on a clock

Well I'm an epileptic, a skept-a-cleptic, check it

I'm cutting up the beats from the bear, I clept it

I fucked around and then I lost my tooth ahaa

I'm telling everybody it's the goddamn truth

Like Dennis Coffey, I'm a Scorpio (scorpio)

Like my man Schneider, I'm a super ho (super ho)

Making mountains out of molehills and rockin' some mo' skills

Butt naked beats with butt naked fills

I got the skills - what skills

To pay the bills

I got the skills - what skills

To pay the bills

I got the skills - what skills

To pay the bills

I got the skill to pay the bills ya'll

Hu-hu-hu-haa

A-wella', wella', wella', wella', welcome back

I don't sell bullets and I don't sell crack

Rub a little oil on my neck and back, shit

Now listen baby doll, we outta hit the sack

The original, Young Aboriginal (oohoo)

Continued evolution of an individual, well I'll tell ya

Got so many rhymes ya know my throat is sore

It's 1992 and still no one to vote for

Well, like my words is what I'm seeing through my own eyes

A little vision of the truth in a world of lies

When it comes to coming off I like to get my fill

Well I got the skills

I got the skills to pay the bills, y'all

I got the got the got the skills to pay the bills

hh what you got Mike - my skills to pay the bills

Agh yea, I got the skills to pay the bills, y'all

Wooo, getta got gotta got gotta got some

We got the mad skills in '92, boy

Yeah, you know what I'm saying

Skills... to pay the bills

Skills y'all I got skills to pay the bills

Skills y'all Skills to pay the bills

What skills skills skills to pay the bills

Yeah yeah skills to pay the bills

What skills money money

What skills makin' ah money money

What skills makin' makin' makin' money

What skills makin' makin' money

What skills ya'll gotta' pay the bills

I got skills y'all to pay the bills

I got skills ya'll

I got I got a I got a I got a got the skills y'all..

My skills to pay the bills..

Mario C, ya he's paid the bills

Mike D, y'all, you know I pay the bills

And AdRock, yeah, let's pay the bills

Cocteau Twins - Ice-Pulse

I am inauthentic

That's me not knowing who he is

I feel understands me

You don't love me

I take heart

Because I haven't reacted

To create hurt

He mocks

Before me

I could have done something differently

You can't heal what you can't feel

Half beyond the consequence and

Hurt me must grieve

Let betrayal in this

Also I'd leave our dreams

And best beyond chance

What might have been

I embrace my feelings

Share them lonely

Last the only may are these food

I take heart

Because I haven't reacted

To create hurt

You can't heal what you can't feel