Echo & The Bunnymen - Morning Sun

Show me the hole I can fall in
To the ground to the ground to the ground
Speak to me speak and give my calling
'Cause I'm going down going down going down

It's only lies and alibis
Alibis and lies
We know something dies every day

I've lost or I've forgotten
More than I'll ever know
Born just a someone with some kind of nothing
I let it go let it go let it go

It's only lies and alibis
Alibis and lies
We know something dies every day
Here it comes the morning sun
Another hit and run
And we're just the ones in the way

Coming down with you

Give me a hope I can lean on
'cause I'll bend in the calmest winds
Give me one more than dreams for me to dream on
My jury's in coming in coming in

Megadeth - Hook In Mouth

Cockroach in the concrete with courthouse tan and beady eyes
A slouch with fallen arches, purging truths into great lies
A little man with a big eraser's changing history
Procedures that he's programmed to, and all he hears and sees
Altering the facts and figures, events and every issue
He can make a person disappear and no one will ever miss you

Rewrites every story, every poem that ever was
Eliminates incompetence and those who break the laws
Follow the instructions of the New Ways' Evil Book of Rules
Replacing rights with wrongs, the files and records in the schools

You say you've got the answers, well who asked you anyway?
Ever think maybe it was meant to be this way?
Don't try to fool us, we know the worst is yet to come
I believe my kingdom will come

F is for fighting, R is for red
Ancestors' blood in battles they've shed
E, we elect them, E, we eject them
In the land of the free and the home of the brave
D, for your dying, O, your overture
M, they will cover your grave with manure
This spells out freedom, it means nothing to me
As long as there's a P.M.R.C.

F is for fighting, R is for red
Ancestors' blood in battles they've shed
E, we elect them, E, we eject them
In the land of the free and the home of the brave
D, for your dying, O, your overture
M is for money and you know what that cures
This spells out freedom, it means nothing to me
As long as there's a P.M.R.C.

F is for fighting, R is for red
Ancestors' blood in battles they've shed
E, we elect them, E, we eject them
In the land of the free and the home of the brave
D, for your dying, O, your overture
M, they will cover your grave with manure
This spells out freedom, it means nothing to me
As long as there's a P.M.R.C.

Put your hand right up my shirt
Pull the strings that make me work
Jaws will part, words fall out
Like a fish with hook in mouth

Rewrites every story, every poem that ever was
Eliminates incompetence, and those who break the laws
Follow the instructions of the New Ways' Evil Book of Rules
Replacing rights with wrongs, the files and records in the schools

I'm not a fish, I'm a man
Hook in mouth

Smashing Pumpkins - Daphne Descends

With the sugar sickness
You spy the kidnap kid
Who kids you to oblivion
It's the perfect hassle
For the perfumed kiss
He makes you miss him more than home

You love him
You love him more than this
You love him and you cannot, you can't resist
You love him
You love him for yourself
You love him and no one, no one else

Past sidewalk ashes
A last lovers arc
You come apart to intertwine
It was all so simple
As you watched him move
Across the darkness in your room

You love him
You love him for youself
You love him and no one, no one else

And the winding vines
The pretty boys dive
And thru the pinhole stars
Into the shadow mind
You will lose him then
On some gentle dawn
This boy is here and gone

You love him
You love him for yourself
You love him and no one, no one else
You love him
You love him more than this
You love him and you cannot, you can't resist

You love him...

Toy Dolls - There`s A Trollop Up Elmwood Street

I'd walk across the M.1
I'd trek through the Amazon
I'd be a spanish matador
Now't would be too risky for me

I'd loop the loop in a Jumbo
I'd box with Frankie Bruno
I could do anything, dance in a lions den
But I'm never gonna
Walk up Elmwood Street again

There's a slag, there's a trollop up Elmwood Street
A man's not safe to walk up there alone
A dirty bag, there's a trollop up Elmwood Street
There's a tart, bag, slut, slag, trollop, up Elmwood Street

I'd fence with a sword that was blunt
I'd hitch a lift from James Hunt
I could do anything, dance in a lions den
But I'm never gonna
Walk up Elmwood Street again

There's a slag, there's a trollop up Elmwood Street
A man's not safe to walk up there alone
A dirty bag, there's a trollop up Elmwood Street
There's a tart, bag, slut, slag, trollop, up Elmwood Street

There's a slag, there's a trollop up Elmwood Street
A man's not safe to walk up there alone
A dirty bag, there's a trollop up Elmwood Street
There's a tart, bag, slut, slag, trollop, up Elmwood Street
Say no more!

Chelsea Wolfe - Boyfriend

Boyfriend, be careful
'Cause women are poisonous animals
Boyfriend, oh boyfriend, be careful if you can

There's glory coming out
I can hear it on our mouths
There is a stranded heart
Swimming on careful air

Boyfriend, oh boyfriend be careful
'Cause women are poisonous animals
Boyfriend be careful if you can

There's glory coming out
I can taste it on our mouths
There is a stranger's heart beating inside my chest
You call this passion but I call it a cancer

Cat Power - The Sleepwalker

I can hear - voices in the water
Coming up like - smoke brings the wind
I have to take some time - to relocate that house of mine
I think I must lost it in the river
They see things so different
To green eyes they give nothing away
Do you think now at last
You can tell me
No you won't - give away
Crush snow on my face
Feels like burning
And birds black face singing in the tree
If I got myself a gun
Then I could shoot down everyone
Maybe I've just invented some religion
I saw father dancing with his daughter
And the music singing softly on the breeze
I can't see an end - salvation anywhere
Think I'll wait here if he comes he comes down the river
Think I'll wait here if he comes he comes down the river
I've heard all this before
Already I know
A lost soul - I won't say anymore

(originally by This Kind of Punishment) (originally recorded by Emmylou Harris)

Björk - Come To Me

Come to me
I'll take care of you
Protect you
Calm, calm down
You're exhausted
Come lie down
You don't have to explain
I understand

You know that I adore you
You know that I love you
So don't make me say it
It would burst the bubble
Break the charm

Jump off
Your building's on fire
And I'll catch you
I'll catch you
Destroy all that is keeping you down
And then I'll nurse you
I'll nurse you
I'll protect you

You know that I adore you
You know that I love you
So don't make me say it
It would burst the bubble
Break the charm

Sonic Youth - Eric's Trip

I can't see anything at all, all I see is me
That's clear enough, that's what's important
To see me
My eyes can focus, my brain is talking
It looks pretty good to me
My head's on straight, my girlfriend's beautiful
It looks pretty good to me

Sometimes I speak, tonite there's nothing to say
Sometimes we freak, and laugh all day
Hold these pages up to the light
See the jacknife inside of the dream
A railroad runs through the record stores at night
Coming in for the deep freeze

Mary: a simple word
Are you there in the cold country?
Yr eyes so full, yr head so tight
Can't you hear me?
Remember our talk, that day on the phone?
I said I was the door, and you were the station
With shattered glass and miles between us
We still flew away in the conversation

My cup is full, and I feel okay
The world is dull, but not today
She thinks she's a goddess
She says she talks to the spirits
I wonder if she can talk to herself?
If she can bear to hear it

This is Eric's trip
We've all come to watch him slip
He's slipping all the way to Texas
Can you dig it?

I see with a glass eye, the pavement view
A shadow forming, across fields rushing
Through me to you
We tore down the world, and put up four walls
I breathe in the myth
I'm over the city, fucking the future
I'm high and inside your kiss

We can't see clear
But what we see is alright
We make up what we can't hear
And then we sing all night
Scattered pages and shattered lights
See the jacknife, see the dream
There's something moving over there to the right
Like nothing I've ever seen.

Madness - Baggy Trousers

Naughty boys in nasty schools
Headmaster's breaking all the rules
Having fun and playing fools
Smashing up the woodwork tools
All the teachers in the pub
Passing round the ready-rub
Trying not to think of when
The lunchtime bell will ring again.

Oh what fun we had
But, did it really turn out bad
All I learnt at school
Was how to bend not break the rules
Oh what fun we had
But at the time it seemed so bad
Trying different ways
To make a difference to the days.

The headmaster's had enough today
All the kids have gone away
Gone to fight with next door's school
Every term, that is the rule
Sits alone and bends his cane
Same old backsides again
All the small ones tell tall tales
Walking home and squashing snails.

Oh what fun we had
But, did it really turn out bad
All I learnt at school
Was how to bend not break the rules
Oh what fun we had
But at the time it seemed so bad
Trying different ways
To make a difference to the days.

Lots of girls and lots of boys
Lots of smells and lots of noise
Playing football in the park
Kicking pushbikes after dark
Baggy trousers, dirty shirt
Pulling hair and eating dirt
Teacher comes to break it up
Back of the 'ead with a plastic cup.

Oh what fun we had
But, did it really turn out bad
All I learnt at school
Was how to bend not break the rules
Oh what fun we had
But at the time it seemed so bad
Trying different ways
To make a difference to the days.

Baggy trousers, baggy trousers, baggy trousers
Baggy trousers, baggy trousers, baggy trousers

The Mission - Diamond Cuts Diamond (Tim Palmer demo)

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