God Is An Astronaut - Snowfall

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Jimi Hendrix - Purple Haze

Purple Haze all in my brain

Lately things just don't seem the same

Actin' funny but I don't know why

'Scuse me while I kiss the sky

Purple Haze all around

Don't know if I'm coming up or down

Am I happy or in misery?

Whatever it is, that girl put a spell on me

Help me

Help me

Oh no, oh

[Background voices:]

Hammering talkin' 'bout heart 'n' s-soul

I'm talking about hard stuff

If everybody's still around, fluff and ease, if

So far out my mind

Something's happening, something's happening

Yeah, Purple Haze all in my eyes

Don't know if it's day or night

You've got me blowing, blowing my mind

Is it tomorrow or just the end of time?

Oh help me

Ah yeah, purple haze

Oh, no oh help me

Tell me, baby, tell me

(Purple Haze!)

I can't go on like this

(Purple Haze!)

You're making me blow my mind, mama

(Purple Haze!)

No, no no, it's painful, baby

(Purple Haze!)

Morrissey - Satan Rejected My Soul

Satan rejected my soul

He knows my kind

He won't be dragged down

He's seen my face around

He knows Heaven doesn't seem

To be my home

So I must find

Somewhere else to go

So I must find

Somewhere else to go

So, take it - please

It's free

You'll never see

You'll never see

All the fun in life it's cost me

Satan rejected my soul

As low as he goes

He never quite goes this low

He's seen my face around

He knows Heaven doesn't seem

To be my home

So I must find

Somewhere else to go

So I must find

Somewhere else to go

So, take it please

It's really sly

Come on, come on, ah

Come on, come on, come on

Take it please

It's really sly

Come on, come on, ah

Come on, come on, come on

Call me in

Pull me in, call me in

Come on, come on, oh

Come on, come on, come on

Snow Patrol - The Golden Floor

Tell me that you wanna dance
I wanna feel your pulse on mine
Just treat me like a stolen glance
To yourself

A dark shape on a golden floor
A sleeping planet with a molten core
From above we'd cut a slow eight shape
And much more

I'm a peasant in your princess arms
Penniless with only charm
As we're leveled by the low, hot lights
And disarmed

I'm not afraid of anything even time
It'll eke away at everything but we'll be fine

I'm folded in the bread you made
You're cold until my body bathes
You in the heat I kept aside
All these days

I'm not afraid of anything even time
It'll eke away at everything but we'll be fine
I'm not afraid of anything even time
It'll eke away at everything but we'll be fine

dEUS - The Ideal Crash

Stay by my side, it's over

the ride isn't what I told you

the painkiller-side of this night

is to not look behind it's over

I have been told about longing

a feeling so old. it's dead.

I must have been misled

so stay be my side. I'm sorry.

I'm drawing myself the ideal crash

but I know I won't believe me.

There'll be a time you'll leave me.

Stay by my side. It's sexy

the way that we talk about stuff

the way that we laugh with love

the way that we're falling off.

CRASH you're life's been sucking 'cause you wanna mess

around. can anybody down you with a

CRASH another way of saying that you like to make it

up as you move along. If it's a lot, show them what you got.

Stay by my side. I want you

continue the theme that's us

even though it's only lust

the painkiller-side of this life.

I'm drawing myself the ideal crash

and I know I won't believe me.

How can a man kill gently

how long before it's all done

how can he leave someone

how can he do it softly?

CRASH you're life's been sucking 'cause you wanna mess

around. can anybody down you with a

CRASH another way of saying that you like to make it

up as you move along. If it's a lot, show them what you got

CRASH you're gonna go to hell with a certain inclination

try and make it sell and then you

CRASH you're gonna have to take yourself out of

circulation into something else

If it's a lot, show them what you got

Right now I need my hands, to cover this shit up

I need my eyes to see where I'm going, and I need someone...

Stay by my side, it's sexy

the way that we talk about stuff

the way that we laugh with love

the way that we're falling off.

Green Day - Brat

Mom and dad don't look so hot these days

They're getting over the hill

Death is closing in and catching up

As far as I can tell

Got a plan of action and cold blood

And it smells of defiance

I'll just wait for Mom and Dad to die

And get my inheritance

Well, now I want more, 'cause I'm getting bored

And I'm going nowhere fast

I was once filled with doubt, but it's all figured out

Well, nothing good can last

Crow's feet and rot are setting in

And time is running out

My parents' income interest rate

Is gaining higher clout

I'm a snot-nosed slob without a job

And I know I damn well should

Mom and Dad don't look so hot these days

But my future's looking good

Well, now I want more, 'cause I'm getting bored

And I'm going nowhere fast

I was once filled with doubt, but it's all figured out

That nothing good can last

Well, now I want more, 'cause I'm getting bored

And I'm going nowhere fast

I was once filled with doubt, but it's all figured out

That nothing good can last

The Doors - Wild Child

All right

Wild child full of grace

Savior of the human race

Your cool face

Natural child, terrible child

Not your mother's or your father's child

Your our child, screaming wild

An ancient lunatic reigns

In the trees of the night

Ha, ha, ha, ha

With hunger at her heels

Freedom in her eyes

She dances on her knees

Pirate prince at her side

Staring into the hollow idol's eye

Wild child full of grace

Savior of the human race

Your cool face

Your cool face

Your cool face

Do you remember when we were in Africa?

U2 - Saturday Night

He stood on his shadow

They always do

All he wanted was to spoil the view

Of people and places

Second-hand faces

He saw but never knew

Oh-ho-ho-ho

Look like a painting

A picture of you

Depending on your point of view

She laughed with the others

They call out her name

She smiled, she said

Goodbye

Oh-ho-ho-ho

Oh-ho-ho-ho

Oh… on a Saturday night

Oh… on a Saturday night

Oh… on a Saturday night

Oh… Saturday night

Saturday night

Saturday night

They met at a streetlight

Though she never knew

All he wanted was to spoil the view

And just for a second

It felt like a year

He waited for her second tear

Oh-ho-ho-ho

Oh-ho

Oh… on a Saturday night

Oh… on a Saturday night

Oh… on a Saturday night

Oh… on a Saturday night

Saturday night

Saturday night

You fly any higher

But you can’t let go

To save her in the fire

She wants to let go

Oh-ho-ho

Oh-ho-ho

Oh-ho-ho

Oh-ho-ho…

(Do I leave)

(The whole thing)

(Okay)

(Always a chord)

(Downtown)

Downtown

Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds - Papa Won't Leave You, Henry

I went out walking the other day
The wind hung wet around my neck
My head it rung with screams and groans
From the night I spent amongst her bones
I past beside the mission house
Where that mad old buzzard, the reverend,
Shrieked and flapped about life after you’re dead
Well, I thought about my friend, Michel
How they rolled him in linoleum
And shot him in the neck
A bloody halo, like a think-bubble
Circling his head
And I bellowed at the firmament
Looks like the rains are here to stay
And the rain pissed down upon me
And washed me all away
Saying

Papa won’t leave you, Henry
Papa won’t leave you, Boy
Papa won’t leave you, Henry
Papa won’t leave you, Boy
Well, the road is long
And the road is hard
And many fall by the side
But Papa won’t leave you, Henry
So there ain’t no need to cry

And I went on down the road
He went on down the road
And I went on down the road
He went on down the road

Well, the moon it looked exhausted
Like something you should pity
Spent an age-spotted
Above the sizzling wires of the city
Well, it reminded me of her face
Her bleached and hungry eyes
Her hair was like a curtain
Falling open with the laughter
And closing with the lies
But the ghost of her still lingers on
Though she’s passed through me
And is gone
The slum dogs, they are barking
And the rain children on the streets
And the tears that we will weep today
Will all be washed away
By the tears that we will weep again tomorrow

Papa won’t leave you, Henry
Papa won’t leave you, Boy
Papa won’t leave you, Henry
Papa won’t leave you, Boy
For the road is long
And the road is hard
And many fall by the side
But Papa won’t leave you, Henry
So there ain’t no need to cry

And I went on down the road
He went on down the road
And I went on down the road
He went on down the road

And I came upon a little house
A little house upon a hill
And I entered through, the curtain hissed
Into the house with its blood-red bowels
Where wet-lipped women with greasy fists
Crawled the ceilings and the walls
They filled me full of drink
And led me round the rooms
Naked and cold and grinning
Until everything went black
And I came down spinning
I awoke so drunk and full of rage
That I could hardly speak
A fag in a whale-bone corset
Draping his dick across my cheek
And its into the shame
And its into the guilt
And its into the fucking fray
And the walls ran red around me
A warm arterial spray
Saying

Papa won’t leave you, Henry
Papa won’t leave you, Boy
Papa won’t leave you, Henry
Papa won’t leave you, Boy
Well, the night is dark
And the night is deep
And its jaws are open wide
But Papa won’t leave you, Henry
So there ain’t no need to cry

And I went on down the road
He went on down the road
And I went on down the road
He went on down the road

It’s the rainy season where I’m living
Death comes leaping out of every doorway
Wasting you for your money, for your clothes
And for your nothing
Entire towns being washed away
Favelas exploding on inflammable spillways
Lynch-mobs, death squads, babies being born without brains
The mad heat and the relentless rains
And if you stick your arm into that hole
It comes out sheared off to the bone
And with her kisses bubbling on my lips
I swiped the rain and nearly missed
And I went on down the road
He went on down the road
Singing

Papa won’t leave you, Henry
Papa won’t leave you, Boy
Papa won’t leave you, Henry
Papa won’t leave you, Boy
Well, the road is long
And the road is hard
And many fall by the side
But Papa won’t leave you, Henry
So there ain’t no need to cry

And I went on down the road
He went on down the road
And I went on down the road
He went on down the road

Bent beneath my heavy load
Under his heavy load
Yeah, I went on down the road
Yeah, he went on down the road

Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
And I went on down that road

Muse - The Handler

You (you, you)
Were my oppressor
And I (I, I)
I have been programmed to obey

And now (now, now)
You are my handler
And I (I, I)
I will execute your demands

Leave me alone
I must disassociate from you

Behold (hold, hold)
My trance formation
And you (you, you)
Are empowered to do as you please

My mind (mind, mind)
Was lost in translation
And my heart (heart, heart)
Has become a cold and impassive machine

Leave me alone
I must disassociate from you

I won't let you control my feelings anymore
And I will no longer do as I am told
And I am no longer afraid to walk alone
Let me go
Let me be
I'm escaping from your grip
You will never own me again