The Cult - Resurrection Joe

I said hep cats, sinners, brats
Suck on this for sunshine
This is the resurrection, yeah, of all the good times
I said hep cats, sinners, brats, sunshine
This is the resurrection, yeah, yeah, of the good times

I said hep cats, sinners, brats
Suck on me for sunshine
This is the resurrection, yeah, of all the good times

Resurrection Joe
Resurrection Joe

Two soldiers went marching
Well, down an open road
With a guilty load
One turned the other, said
I am dead
This is my calling
On to you
My resurrection for you, yeah

Suck on this for sunshine
Resurrection Joe

I said hep...
Suck on this for the sunshine

Resurrection Joe
Resurrection Joe

Metallica - Shoot Me Again

I won’t go away
Right here I’ll stay

Stand silent in flames
Stand tall ‘till it fades

Shoot me again
I ain’t dead yet

Shoot me again

All the shots I take
I spit back at you
All the shit you fake
Comes back to haunt you

All the shots

All the shots I take
What difference did I make?
All the shots I take
I spit back at you

I won’t go away, with a bullet in my back
Right here I’ll stay, with a bullet in my back

Shoot me
Take a shot

I’ll stand on my own, with a bullet in my back
I’m stranded and sold, with a bullet in my back

I bite my tongue
Trying not to shoot back
No compromise
My heart won’t pump the other way

Wake the sleeping giant
Wake the beast
Wake the sleeping dog
No, let him sleep

St. Vincent - Rattlesnake

Follow the power lines back from the road
No one around so I take off my clothes
Am I the only one in the only world?
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
Woah oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh

I see the snake holes dotted in the sand
As if Seurat painted the Rio Grande
Am I the only one in the only world?
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh, woah oh, oh oh
Woah oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
Woah oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh

Sweatin', sweatin'
No wind whipping behind me
Sweatin' sweatin'
No one will ever find me

The only sound out here is my own breath
And my feet stuttering to make a path
Am I the only one in the only world?

Is that the wind finally picking up?
Is that a rattle sounding from the brush?
I'm not the only one in the only world
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
Woah oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
Woah oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh

Runnin', runnin'
Runnin' rattle behind me
Runnin', runnin'
No one will ever find me
Runnin', runnin'
Runnin' rattle behind me
Runnin', runnin'
No one will ever find me
Sweatin', sweatin'
Sweatin' rattle behind me
Runnin', runnin'
No one will ever find me
Sweatin', sweatin'
Sweatin' rattle behind me
Runnin', runnin'
No one will ever find me

Red Hot Chili Peppers - Wet Sand

My shadow side so amplified
Keeps coming back dissatisfied
Elementary son but it’s so…..

My love affair with everywhere
Was innocent why do you care
Someone start the car
Time to go…you’re the best I know

My sunny side has up and died
I’m betting that when we collide
The universe will shift into a low

The travesties that we have seen
Are treating me like Benzedrine
Automatic laughter from a pro

My what a good day
For a walk outside
I’d like to get to know
You a little better baby
God knows that I really tried

My what a good day
For a take out bride
I’d like to say we
Did it for the better of

I saw you there so unaware
Those hummingbirds all in your hair
Elementary son but its so

The disrepair of Norma Jean
Could not compare to your routine
Balarama beauty
Going toe to toe

My what a good day
Just to let it slide
I’d like to say we did it for the better of

I thought about it
And I brought it out
I’m motivated by the lack of doubt
I’m consecrated but I’m not devout
The mother the father the daughter

Right on the verge just one more dose
I’m traveling from coast to coast
My theory isn’t perfect but its close

I’m almost there why should I care
My heart is hurting when I share
Someone open up and
Let it show

My what a good day
For a walk outside
I’d like to think we did it for the better of

You don’t form in the wet sand
You don’t form at all
You don’t form in the wet sand
I do  Yeah
You don’t form in the wet sand
You don’t form at all
You don’t form in the wet sand
I do

The Clash - (White Man) In Hammersmith Palais

Midnight to six man
For the first time from Jamaica
Dillinger and Leroy Smart
Delroy Wilson, your cool operator

Ken Boothe for UK pop reggae
With backing bands sound systems
And if they've got anything to say
There's many black ears here to listen

But it was Four Tops all night with encores from stage right
Charging from the bass knives to the treble
But onstage they ain't got no roots rock rebel
Onstage they ain't got no roots rock rebel

Dress back jump back, this is a bluebeat attack
'Cause it won't get you anywhere
Fooling with the guns
The British Army is waiting out there
An' it weighs fifteen hundred tons

White youth, black youth
Better find another solution
Why not phone up Robin Hood
And ask him for some wealth distribution

Punk rockers in the UK
They won't notice anyway
They're all too busy fighting
For a good place under the lighting

The new groups are not concerned
With what there is to be learned
They got Burton suits, ha, you think it's funny
Turning rebellion into money

All over people changing their votes
Along with their overcoats
If Adolf Hitler flew in today
They'd send a limousine anyway

I'm the all night drug-prowling wolf
Who looks so sick in the sun
I'm the white man in the Palais
Just lookin' for fun

I'm only
Looking for fun

I'm only
Looking for fun

New Order - In A Lonely Place

Caressing the marble and stone
Love that was special for one
The waste and the fever and hate
How I wish you were here with me now

The body that kills and hides
Matches an awful delight
Warm like a dog `round your feet
How I wish you were here with me now

The hangman looks `round as he waits
Gullet stretches tight and it breaks
Someday we will die in your dreams
How I wish we were here with you now

The Smiths - Last Night I Dreamt That Somebody Loved Me

Last night I dreamt
That somebody loved me
No hope, no harm
Just another false alarm

Last night I felt
Real arms around me
No hope, no harm
Just another false alarm

So, tell me how long
Before the last one?
And tell me how long
Before the right one?

The story is old - I know
But it goes on
The story is old - I know
But it goes on

Oh, goes on
And on
Oh, goes on
And on

The Doors - When The Music's Over

Yeah, c'mon

When the music's over
When the music's over, yeah
When the music's over
Turn out the lights
Turn out the lights
Turn out the lights, yeah

When the music's over
When the music's over
When the music's over
Turn out the lights
Turn out the lights
Turn out the lights

For the music is your special friend
Dance on fire as it intends
Music is your only friend
Until the end
Until the end
Until the end

Cancel my subscription to the Resurrection
Send my credentials to the House of Detention
I got some friends inside

The face in the mirror won't stop
The girl in the window won't drop
A feast of friends
"Alive!" she cried
Waitin' for me
Outside!

Before I sink
Into the big sleep
I want to hear
I want to hear
The scream of the butterfly

Come back, baby
Back into my arm
We're gettin' tired of hangin' around
Waitin' around with our heads to the ground

I hear a very gentle sound
Very near yet very far
Very soft, yeah, very clear
Come today, come today

What have they done to the earth?
What have they done to our fair sister?
Ravaged and plundered and ripped her and bit her
Stuck her with knives in the side of the dawn
And tied her with fences and dragged her down

I hear a very gentle sound
With your ear down to the ground
We want the world and we want it...
We want the world and we want it...
Now
Now?
Now!

Persian night, babe
See the light, babe
Save us!
Jesus!
Save us!

So when the music's over
When the music's over, yeah
When the music's over
Turn out the lights
Turn out the lights
Turn out the lights

Well the music is your special friend
Dance on fire as it intends
Music is your only friend
Until the end
Until the end
Until the end!

Marilyn Manson - The Devil Beneath My Feet

Don't want your God and his higher power
Want power to get higher
And I'm not allowed, I'm not allowed
When you look up, what will you see?
Don't need a motherfucker looking down on me
Motherfucker looking down on me
Least I know wherever I go
I got the devil beneath my feet
Least I know wherever I go
I got the devil beneath my feet
Beneath my feet

Don't bring your black heart to bed
When I wake up you best be gone
Or you'd better be dead

Don't bring your black heart to bed
When I wake up you best be gone
Or you'd better be dead

This what happens when you put an apple on your head
You could laugh all day but you can't laugh the darkness away
Can't laugh the darkness away
Too many pills and not enough kills
I need a bug out, sold that big house
Neva take me alive, never take me alive, never fucking take me alive
It's better to be blamed for robbing Peter
Than guilty for paying Paul

Don't bring your black heart to bed
When I wake up you best be gone
Or you'd better be dead

Don't bring your black heart to bed
When I wake up you best be gone
Or you'd better be dead

The Pogues - If I Should Fall From Grace With God

If I should fall from grace with God
Where no doctor can relieve me
If I'm buried 'neath the sod
But the angels won't receive me

Let me go, boys
Let me go, boys
Let me go down in the mud
Where the rivers all run dry

This land was always ours
Was the proud land of our fathers
It belongs to us and them
Not to any of the others

Let them go, boys
Let them go, boys
Let them go down in the mud
Where the rivers all run dry

Bury me at sea
Where no murdered ghost can haunt me
If I rock upon the waves
Then no corpse can lie upon me

It's coming up three, boys
Keeps coming up three, boys
Let them go down in the mud
Where the rivers all run dry

If I should fall from grace with God
Where no doctor can relieve me
If I'm buried 'neath the sod
But the angels won't receive me

Let me go, boys
Let me go, boys
Let me go down in the mud
Where the rivers all run dry