song lyrics that have changed your life,

[wandjina]

I didnt think there were other leonard cohen fans here?

hell yeah! Cohen and Dylan are my favourite lyricists. The rest of my my music collection is also dated. Talking of dated, anyone remember this? (no googling now...)

Deep inside the forest

Is a door into another land

Here is our life and home

We are staying, here forever

In the beauty of this place all alone

We keep on hop-in'

Maybe

There's a world where we don't have to run

And maybe

There's a time we'll call our own

Livin' free in harmony and majesty

Take me ho-ome

Take me home

Walkin' through the land

Where every living thing is beautiful

Why does it have to end

We are calling, oh so sadly

On the whispers of the wind

As we send a dying message

Maybe

There's a world where we don't have to ru-un

Maybe

There's a time we'll call our own

Livin' free in harmony and majesty

Take me ho-ome

Take me home

used to make me cry as a kid

[Green Osiris]

A TV show, wandjina ?

Which reminds me of the m*a*s*h theme song, never lyricised in the series, but I believe was on the original film with don sutherland...

SUICIDE IS PAINLESS

Through early morning fog I see

visions of the things to be

the pains that are withheld for me

I realize and I can see...

that suicide is painless

It brings on many changes

and I can take or leave it if I please.

I try to find a way to make

all our little joys relate

without that ever-present hate

but now I know that it's too late, and...

The game of life is hard to play

I'm gonna lose it anyway

The losing card I'll someday lay

so this is all I have to say.

The only way to win is cheat

And lay it down before I'm beat

and to another give my seat

for that's the only painless feat.

The sword of time will pierce our skins

It doesn't hurt when it begins

The pain grows stronger...watch it grin, but...

A brave man once requested me

to answer questions that are key

is it to be or not to be

and I replied 'oh why ask me?'

'Cause suicide is painless

it brings on many changes

and I can take or leave it if I please.

...and you can do the same thing if you please.

...makes G.O. sad & reflective

[2b]

LOL, funny that. i know leonard cohen and NWA! now theres a mix. 2B- speaking of showin age, you ever heard that rap metal group "Body Count"?

Holding a copy in my hand right now !!! and it' s the one that''s got Cop Killer on it !! , can you believe it was withdrawn from sale and re-released without it ? Surely it's gotta be collectable by now ?

As for the rest well Dylan , Pixies ,Sonic Youth , Smiths , Motor head , Sepultura , Nirvana , Janes Addiction , Tom Waits , it just goes on with out reason !!Shelves of the stuff , like a trail of my past lives. Lately I've discovered classical music and have been taking some time to relax , prolly a good thing as i recently had a week off work stress related. My blood pressure was 145/95 and the doctor told me slow down and relax or i would end up in trouble. Two weeks later it's 120/78 so the classical must have done the trick.

Wandjina , it seems familiar but i can't put my finger on it. But then so did the lyrics to ' Magic' and i never would have guessed it.

[wandjina]

the song is 'Maybe', the theme from The Life and Times of Grizzly Adams. not sure who sang it....still brings a tear to my eye

As for the rest well Dylan , Pixies ,Sonic Youth , Smiths , Motor head , Sepultura , Nirvana , Janes Addiction , Tom Waits ,

that 's a good part of my collection you're listing!

Pixies...oh yeah. Doolittle is one of my fave albums of all time

Smiths...great lyrics and lurve that melancholy pop sound and black humour...

Classical...which composers?

if you havn't already, check out Satie and Faure. highly recommended, and the label NAXOS has good CDs for $10 a pop

I can't get enough ska at the moment....

You're working at your leisure to learn the things you'll need

The promises you make tomorrow carry no guarantee

I've seen your qualifications, you got a Ph.D.

I've got one art O-level, it did nothing for me

Working for the rat race

You know you're wasting your time

Working for the rat race

You're no friend of mine

You plan your conversation to impress the college bar

Just talking about your mother and daddy's Jaguar

Wear your political T-shirt and sacred college scarf

Discussing the world situation, but just for a laugh

You'll be working for the rat race

You know you're wasting your time

Working for the rat race

You're no friend of mine

Working for the rat race

You know you're wasting your time

Working for the rat race

You're no friend of mine

Just working at your leisure to learn the things you don't need

The promises you make tomorrow carry no guarantee

I've seen your qualifications, you got a Ph.D.

I've got one art O-level, it did nothing for me

Working for the rat race

You know you're wasting your time

You're working for the rat race

You're no friend of mine

[-YT-]

Top song awesome lyrics Triple J were playing it a few weeks ago :D

Oxygen - Willy Mason

I wanna be better than oxygen

So you can breathe when you're drowning and weak in the knees

I wanna speak louder than Ritalin

For all the children who think that they've got a disease

I wanna be cooler than t.v.

For all the kids that are wondering what they are going to be

We can be stronger than bombs

If you're singing along and you know that you really believe

We can be richer than industry

As long as we know that there's things that we don't really need

We can speak louder than ignorance

Cause we speak in silence every time our eyes meet.

On and on, and on, and on it goes

The world it just keeps spinning

Until i'm dizzy, time to breathe

So close my eyes and start again anew.

I wanna see through all the lies of society

To the reality, happiness is at stake

I wanna hold up my head with dignity

Proud of a life where to give means more than to take

I wan't to live beyond the modern mentality

Where paper is all that you're really taught to create

Do you remember the forgotten America?

Justice, equality, freedom to every race?

Just need to get past all the lies and hypocrisy

Make up and hair to the truth behind every face

That look around to all the people you see,

How many of them are happy and free?

I know it sounds like a dream

But it's the only thing that can get me to sleep at night

I know it's hard to believe

But it's easy to see that something here isn't right

I know the future looks dark

But it's there that the kids of today must carry the light.

On and on, and on, and on it goes

The world it just keeps spinning

Until i'm dizzy, time to breathe

So close my eyes and start again anew.

If i'm afraid to catch a dream

I weave your baskets and i'll float them down the river stream

Each one i weave with words i speak to carry love to your relief.

[mescalito]

Yep love that tune YT.

What about FIGJAM by butterfingers hehehe

[Evil Genius]

Immortal Technique - The Poverty of Philosophy

Most of my Latino and black people who are struggling to get food, clothes and shelter in the hood are so concerned with that, that philosophising about freedom and socialist democracy is usually unfortunately beyond their rationale. They don't realize that America can't exist without separating them from their identity, because if we had some sense of who we really are, there's no way in hell we'd allow this country to push it's genocidal consensus on our homelands. This ignorance exists, but it can be destroyed.

Nigga talk about change and working within the system to achieve that. The problem with always being a conformist is that when you try to change the system from within, it's not you who changes the system; it's the system that will eventually change you. There is usually nothing wrong with compromise in a situation, but compromising yourself in a situation is another story completely, and I have seen this happen long enough in the few years that I've been alive to know that it's a serious problem. Latino America is a huge colony of countries whose presidents are cowards in the face of economic imperialism. You see, third world countries are rich places, abundant in resources, and many of these countries have the capacity to feed their starving people and the children we always see digging for food in trash on commercials. But plutocracies, in other words a government run by the rich such as this one and traditionally oppressive European states, force the third world into buying overpriced, unnecessary goods while exporting huge portions of their natural resources.

I'm quite sure that people will look upon my attitude and sentiments and look for hypocrisy and hatred in my words. My revolution is born out of love for my people, not hatred for others.

You see, most of Latinos are here because of the great inflation that was caused by American companies in Latin America. Aside from that, many are seeking a life away from the puppet democracies that were funded by the United States; places like El Salvador, Guatemala, Peru, Columbia, Nicaragua, Ecuador and Republica Dominicana, and not just Spanish-speaking countries either, but Haiti and Jamaica as well.

As different as we have been taught to look at each other by colonial society, we are in the same struggle and until we realize that, we'll be fighting for scraps from the table of a system that has kept us subservient instead of being self-determined. And that's why we have no control over when the embargo will stop in Cuba, or when the bombs will stop dropping in Vieques.

But you see, here in America the attitude that is fed to us is that outside of America there live lesser people. "Fuck them, let them fend for themselves." No, Fuck you, they are you. No matter how much you want to dye your hair blonde and put fake eyes in, or follow an anorexic standard of beauty, or no matter how many diamonds you buy from people who exploit your own brutally to get them, no matter what kind of car you drive or what kind of fancy clothes you put on, you will never be them. They're always gonna look at you as nothing but a little monkey. I'd rather be proud of what I am, rather than desperately trying to be something I'm really not, just to fit in. And whether we want to accept it or not, that's what this culture or lack of culture is feeding us.

I want a better life for my family and for my children, but it doesn't have to be at the expense of millions of lives in my homeland. We're given the idea that if we didn't have these people to exploit then America wouldn't be rich enough to let us have these little petty material things in our lives and basic standards of living. No, that's wrong. It's the business giants and the government officials who make all the real money. We have whatever they kick down to us. My enemy is not the average white man, it's not the kid down the block or the kids I see on the street; my enemy is the white man I don't see: the people in the white house, the corporate monopoly owners, fake liberal politicians those are my enemies. The generals of the armies that are mostly conservatives those are the real Mother-Fuckers that I need to bring it to, not the poor, broke country-ass soldier that's too stupid to know shit about the way things are set up.

In fact, I have more in common with most working and middle-class white people than I do with most rich black and Latino people. As much as racism bleeds America, we need to understand that classism is the real issue. Many of us are in the same boat and it's sinking, while these bougie Mother-Fuckers ride on a luxury liner, and as long as we keep fighting over kicking people out of the little boat we're all in, we're gonna miss an opportunity to gain a better standard of living as a whole.

In other words, I don't want to escape the plantation I want to come back, free all my people, hang the Mother-Fucker that kept me there and burn the house to the god damn ground. I want to take over the encomienda and give it back to the people who work the land.

You cannot change the past but you can make the future, and anyone who tells you different is a Fucking lethargic devil. I don't look at a few token Latinos and black people in the public eye as some type of achievement for my people as a whole. Most of those successful individuals are sell-outs and house Negros.

But, I don't consider brothers a sell-out if they move out of the ghetto. Poverty has nothing to do with our people. It's not in our culture to be poor. That's only been the last 500 years of our history; look at the last 2000 years of our existence and what we brought to the world in terms of science, mathematics, agriculture and forms of government. You know the idea of a confederation of provinces where one federal government controls the states? The Europeans who came to this country stole that idea from the Iroquois lead. The idea of impeaching a ruler comes from an Aztec tradition. That's why Montezuma was stoned to death by his own people 'cause he represented the agenda of white Spaniards once he was captured, not the Aztec people who would become Mexicans.

So in conclusion, I'm not gonna vote for anybody just 'cause they black or Latino they have to truly represent the community and represent what's good for all of us proletariat.

Viva la revolution!

[Amulte]

thats from a song man?

[peyote pete]

Birds flying high, you know how I feel

Sun in the sky, you know how I feel

Breeze drifting on by, you know how I feel

it's a new dawn its a new day its a new life for me yea

it's a new dawn its a new day its a new life for me

woooooowooowoo and I'm feelin' good.

Fish in the sea, you know how I feel

river running free, you know how I feel

blossom on the tree, you know how I feel

it's a new dawn its a new day it's a new life for me

and I'm feelin' good.

and so on......

and Nina Simone doing Sinner Man, live version is a mystical experience.

[Green Osiris]

So there's been some band-name dropping here, I'de love to know what some of you are into, as I am an avid music head myself, and not particularly prone to new fads & trends(some call me a 'music snob' cos I think modern commercial pop/rock/alterno is crap), but at the same time like to keep a progressive interest in the 'new', whilst maintaining some of the 'old' and 'very old'.

Age would also be interesting, if you're comfy with that (GO is 34). I'll start the ball rolling, not particularly all-time faves, but more so the top 10 recent purchases you are loving/rekindled passions/recent great gigs/top current bands/old CD's that you've just discovered etc.

For me, In no particular order:

GONG: Part 1 of the "Flying Teapot" trilogy (my first intro to this band, two weeks ago, I love it! NOT one for the conventionally minded)

DREAM THEATRE: Scenes From A Memory (shit, why haven’t I found these guys until only recently!)

MAHAVISHNU JOHN McLAUCHLAN & SANTANA: Love, Devotion, Surrender (very cool, very chilled)

OZRIC TENTACLES: Eternal Wheel (see above statement on DT, also my personal obsession for last 3 months, GREAT, no THE BEST soundtrack to Sal.D journeys for me)

WOLFMOTHER: Live Shows - ep is crap, but new album out soon. (Gaelic Club, @Newtown - fanstastic old school late 60's styled heavy sludge rock with a big-ass hammond sound) See some of you next Friday at the Metro?

COG: JV1, JV2, New Normal, Live shows (have to pinch myself to confirm Im not dreaming while I am in trance-like state with Borich's unique time sigs & 'in-between' fills)

QUINTESSENCE: In Blissful Company & Self Titled (second) album (everything I love in a rock/jazz/eastern fusion crossover band, and a style I would be doing if I were able to play)

RADIOHEAD: Kid A (Such delicate obscurity, nice for late night, post trip, chill out sessions)

SANTANA: First two albums from Carlos & Co (very groovy sounds from the Woodstock era)

IRON MAIDEN: Piece of Mind (sic) (reminds me of why I shunned commercial pop as a teen, and got into some great metal musicianship, albiet cock-rock)

JETHRO TULL: Live at the Enmore earlier this year (as a massive fan of JT's work between 67-75, but disliking material after this time, I was wonderfully surprised at their vibrant live performance- they are the kings! No indication of 'hoary ol’ chestnuts’ in for a final few $$ by playing weak renditions of the ‘classics’ - I should clarify that only Anderson & Barre remain from early line-up)

Hmmm, my 'bands of the now' could extend to way beyond a mere ten (yea, I can't count), but as these were the first that sprang to mind, I'm locking it in. But I should also make a quick reference to Ravi Shankar, The Mars Volta, the Grand Silent System, Tool, Abdou-Khalil, vintage Queen, System of a Down, Tim Buckley, Cat Stevens, The Datsuns and on and on and on….... sheesh my music listening time each week FAR outweighs my TV watching or my compooter surfing, so there's always been a wide selection of stuff - the above list does not, in any way, represent my 'all time faves', or even any other bands that I love immensely, but is more a quick picture of what is played most right now in the house of Osiris !

[wandjina]

nice selection G.O!....Gong is great.

I am a mainstream dag by contrast, on my stereo atm:

Madness

Specials

Four Tops

Elvis Costello

Jimi Hendrix

Beach Boys

Mamas and the Papas

David Bowie

Its sad when your mum likes what you play as much as you do....

oh yeah, I'm 30

[caludia]

can't say any lyrics have changed my life, but certain tunes have! i remember the first time i heard my favourite tunes as if they were the first times i'd ever seen the colour "blue" or tasted a staple flavour like "chocolate" or "vanilla". i used to think tunes were somehow immortal or ex-temporal "discoveries" (like they pre-existed, like platonic mathematics or something).. but now i just think that my attachment to tunes is a reflection of my commonality with the tune-makers and with my fellow humans. it's a human thing i reckon...

anyway these lyrics kept springing into my mind over the last few days, for various reasons not worth mentioning ;)

"True Faith"

I feel so extraordinary

Something's got a hold on me

I get this feeling I'm in motion

A sudden sense of liberty

I don't care cos I'm not there

I don't care if I'm here tomorrow

Again and again I've taken too much

Of the things that cost you too much

I used to think that the day would never come

I'd see delight in the shade of the morning sun

My morning sun is the drug that brings me near

To the childhood I lost, replaced by fear

I used to think that the day would never come

That my life would depend on the morning sun

When I was a very small boy,

Very small boys talked to me

Now that we've grown up together

They're afraid of what they see

That's the price that we all pay

A valued destiny comes to nothing

I can't tell you where we're going

I guess there's just no way of knowing

I used to think that the day would never come

I'd see delight in the shade of the morning sun

My morning sun is the drug that brings me near

To the childhood I lost, replaced by fear

I used to think that the day would never come

That my life would depend on the morning sun

I feel so extraordinary

Something's got a hold on me

I get this feeling I'm in motion

A sudden sense of liberty

The chances are we've gone too far

You took my time and you took my money

Now I feel you've left me standing

In a world that's so demanding

I used to think that the day would never come

I'd see delight in the shade of the morning sun

My morning sun is the drug that brings me near

To the childhood I lost, replaced by fear

I used to think that the day would never come

That my life would depend on the morning sun

couple o' edits -

this next song has no relevance to my life apart from its intensity and beauty..., but since this thread is about lyrics, thought i'd blab ;) it is a clever song (like lots of kate bush songs) that stems from a popular misconception that Houdini died during one of his "tricks". it is done from the point of view of houdini's wife Bess. it is complex because Bess simultaneously expresses love and anger towards her dead husband. the phrase "rosabel believe" is what houdini told his wife that he would say through an occult medium, if he ever survived. Houdini believed mediums were frauds, so he devised an unusual phrase which would prove to Bess that he was in an afterlife. It is hard to tell whether Bess believes this or not, in the song... ambiguous..

the bit about the "key" is because many of houdini's underwater strait-jacket feats were accomplished by Bess passing him the key to the locks and chains on her tongue when she "kissed him goodbye".

anyway i have often thought this song would make a great dance song..! has a wonderful mystical beat bit in the chorus which could be extended over the whole song by a dj!

"Houdini" by Kate Bush

I wait at the table,

And hold hands with weeping strangers,

Wait for you

To join the group.

The tambourine jingle-jangles.

The medium roams and rambles.

Not taken in,

I break the circle.

I want this man

To go away now.

With a kiss

I'd pass the key

And feel your tongue

Teasing and receiving.

With your spit

Still on my lip,

You hit the water.

Him and I in the room

To prove you are with us too.

He's using code that only you and I know.

This is no trick of his.

This is your magic.

I'd catch the cues,

Watching you,

Hoping you'd do something wrong.

Everybody thinks you'll never make it,

But every time,

You escape:

'Rosabel believe,

Not even eternity

Can hold Houdini!'

"Rosabel, believe!"

Through the glass

I'd watch you breathe.

("Not even eternity--")

Bound and drowned,

And paler than you've ever been.

("--will hold Houdini!")

With your life

The only thing in my mind--

We pull you from the water!

(Houdini!)

You ("Hou-di-ni...")

And I

And Rosabel believe.

also wanjina i am a big bowie fan too

"Should I believe that I've been stricken?

Does my face show some kind of glow?

It's too late - to be grateful

It's too late - to be late again

It's too late - to be hateful

The european canon is here!"

[Evil Genius]

Yeah, it´s a pretty cool underground track but actually it rather is spoken word mixed with instrumental than a real song. I like it as it is very minimalistic. It´s on Revolutionary Vol.1. Most of the text doesn´t affect me pretty much as i´m european but i like it though. Not sure why.

[Amulte]

When I get mad

And I get pissed

I grab my pen

And I write out a list

Of all the people

That won't be missed

You've made my shitlist

For all the ones

Who bum me out

Shitlist

For all the ones

Who fill my head with doubt

Shitlist

For all the squares who get me pissed

Shitlist

You've made my shitlist

Shitlist

Shitlist

When I get mad

And I get pissed

Shitlist

I grab my pen

And write out a list

Shitlist

Of all you assholes

Who won't be missed

Shitlist

You've made my shitlist

Shitlist

Shitlist

How I always saw

that white light around us,

around you,

when we were together,

we were the only

two people on earth,

everyone else

was just extras in our movie

(you get top billing baby)...

Then after ive done that i go after em with a loaded .44

[Amulte]

Yeah, it´s a pretty cool underground track but actually it rather is spoken word mixed with instrumental than a real song. I like it as it is very minimalistic. It´s on Revolutionary Vol.1. Most of the text doesn´t affect me pretty much as i´m european but i like it though. Not sure why.

Sounds good. im gonna have to track down a copy, would love to hear it on vinal!

[Legba]

Started out like any other day

Then the black clouds came down like rain

Day turned to night

And feelings turned to sorrow and pain

People are dying every day

I've lost my fair share you can bet

But i never thought it would hurt so much

Losin' a friend i never met

People are dyin everyday

Peoples i dont even know

I wonder how many good people are lost

Before we get to see them glow

People are dying every day

I've lost my fair share you can bet

But i never thought it would hurt so much

Losin' a friend i never met

Ain't no need to be upset

Because it's a selfish way to be

Aaron i know you're up there somewhere

Lookin' down and laughin' at me

People are dying every day

I've lost my fair share you can bet

But i never thought it would hurt so much

Losin' a friend i never met

Losin' a friend i never met...

[Green Osiris]

Really don't mind if you sit this one out.

My word's but a whisper your deafness a shout.

I may make you feel but I can't make you think.

Your sperm's in the gutter your love's in the sink.

(da da da dah dah dah dahm do dee do dee do de-dedee....etc )

So you ride yourselves over the fields and

you make all your animal deals and

your wise men don't know how it feels.......................

to be thick as a brick.

And the sand-castle virtues are all swept away

in the tidal destruction the moral melee.

The elastic retreat rings the close of play

as the last wave uncovers the newfangled way.

But your new shoes are worn at the heels

and your suntan does rapidly peel

and your wise men don't know how it feels .. (eh , eh de dee - de deeeehhhh,....)

to be thick as a brick.

[Legba]

Oh oh now baby, tell me how have you been

We all have missed you, and the way you grin

The day is necessary, every now and then

For souls to move on, givin' life back again, and again

Fly on fly on, fly on my friend

Go on, live again love again

Day after day, night after night

Sittin' here singin' every minute,

as the years go passing by, by, by, by

Long look in the mirror, we've come face to face

Wishin' all the love we took for granted,

love we have today

Life without you, all the love you passed my way

The angels have waited for so long, now they have their way

Take your place

[gerbil]

LOL

Misheard lyrics:

excuse me while i kiss this guy...

:D

Nope not misheard, changes with the different recordings AFAIK, or something like that, maybe it was a festival recording, have it around somewhere.

[Rev]

all those samples of Terence mckenna slipped into electronic music

http://www.bluehoney.org/Audio/McKenna/Nature_is_alive.Mp3

Edited November 10, 2005 by Rev

[wandjina]

I can't say this song has changed my life, or has really meant that much to me, or that i would even consider buying the album, but the lyrics crack me up...

"Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo"

Vulcanize the whoopee stick

In the ham wallet

Cattle prod the oyster ditch

With the lap rocket

Batter dip the cranny ax

In the gut locker

Retrofit the pudding hatch

Ooh la la

With the boink swatter

If i get you in the loop when I make a point to be straight with you then

In lieu of the innuendo in the end know my intent though

I brazillian wax poetic so pathetically

I don't wanna beat around the bush

Foxtrot Unifrom Charlie Kilo

Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo

Marinate the nether rod

In the squish mitten

Power drill the yippee bog

With the dude piston

Pressure wash the quiver bone

In the bitch wrinkle

Cannonball the fiddle cove

Ooh la la

With the pork steeple

If i get you in the loop when I make a point to be straight with you then

In lieu of the innuendo in the end know my intent though

I brazillian wax poetic so pathetically

I don't wanna beat around the bush

Foxtrot Unifrom Charlie Kilo

Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo

Put the you know what in the you know where

Put the you know what in the you know where

Put the you know what in the you know where

Put the you know what in the you know where pronto

[occidentalis]

LOL

took me half of the song to figure out what they are talking about

[Amulte]

who likes frank zappa ????

IM THE SLIME

I am gross and perverted

I’m obsessed ’n deranged

I have existed for years

But very little had changed

I am the tool of the government

And industry too

For I am destined to rule

And regulate you

I may be vile and pernicious

But you can’t look away

I make you think I’m delicious

With the stuff that I say

I am the best you can get

Have you guessed me yet?

I am the slime oozin’ out

From your tv set

You will obey me while I lead you

And eat the garbage that I feed you

Until the day that we don’t need you

Don’t got for help...no one will heed you

Your mind is totally controlled

It has been stuffed into my mold

And you will do as you are told

Until the rights to you are sold

That’s right, folks..

Don’t touch that dial

Well, I am the slime from your video

Oozin’ along on your livin’room floor

I am the slime from your video

Can’t stop the slime, people, lookit me go

LET MAKE THE WATER TURN BLACK

Now believe me when I tell you that my song is really true

I want everyone to listen and believe

It’s about some little people from a long time ago

And all the things the neighbors didn’t know early in the morning daddy dinky went to work

Selling lamps & chairs to san ber’dino squares

And I still remember mama with her apron & her pad

Feeding all the boys at ed’s cafe!

Whizzing & pasting & pooting through the day

(ronnie helping kenny helping burn his poots away!)

And all the while on a shelf in the shed:

Kenny’s little creatures on display!

Ronnie saves his numies on a window in his room

(a marvel to be seen: dysentery green)

While kenny & his buddies had a game out in the back:

Let’s make the water turn black

We see them after school in a world of their own

(to some it might seem creepy what they do...)

The neighbors on the right sat & watched them every night

(I bet you’d do the same if they was you)

Whizzing & pasting & pooting through the day

(ronnie helping kenny helping burn his poots away!)

And all the while on a shelf in the shed:

Kenny’s little creatures on display!

Ronnie’s in the army now & kenny’s taking pills

Oh! how they yearn to see a bomber burn!

Color flashing, thunder crashing, dynamite machine!

(wait till the fire turns green...

Wait till the fire turns green)

Wait till the fire turns green

And a favourite of all ive met who've heard it,

BOBBY BROWN

Hey there, people, I’m bobby brown

They say I’m the cutest boy in town

My car is fast, my teeth is shiney

I tell all the girls they can kiss my heinie

Here I am at a famous school

I’m dressin’ sharp ’n’ i’m

Actin’ cool

I got a cheerleader here wants to help with my paper

Let her do all the work ’n’ maybe later I’ll rape her

Oh God I am the american dream

I do not think I’m too extreme

An’ I’m a handsome sonofabitch

I’m gonna get a good job ’n’ be real rich

(get a good

Get a good

Get a good

Get a good job)

Women’s liberation

Came creepin’ across the nation

I tell you people I was not ready

When I fucked this dyke by the name of freddie

She made a little speech then,

Aw, she tried to make me say when

She had my balls in a vice, but she left the dick

I guess it’s still hooked on, but now it shoots too quick

Oh God I am the american dream

But now I smell like vaseline

An’ I’m a miserable sonofabitch

Am I a boy or a lady...i don’t know which

(I wonder wonder

Wonder wonder)

So I went out ’n’ bought me a leisure suit

I jingle my change, but I’m still kinda cute

Got a job doin’ radio promo

An’ none of the jocks can even tell I’m a homo

Eventually me ’n’ a friend

Sorta drifted along into s&m

I can take about an hour on the tower of power

’long as I gets a little golden shower

Oh God I am the american dream

With a spindle up my butt till it makes me scream

An’ I’ll do anything to get ahead

I lay awake nights sayin’, thank you, fred!

Oh god, oh god, I’m so fantastic!

Thanks to freddie, I’m a sexual spastic

And my name is bobby brown

Watch me now, I’m goin down,

And my name is bobby brown

Watch me now, I’m goin down, etc.

and another fav and prolly the most well known,

DONT EAT THE YELLOW SNOW

Dreamed I was an eskimo

Frozen wind began to blow

Under my boots and around my toes

The frost that bit the ground below

It was a hundred degrees below zero...

And my mama cried

And my mama cried

Nanook, a-no-no

Nanook, a-no-no

Don’t be a naughty eskimo

Save your money, don’t go to the show

Well I turned around and I said oh, oh oh

Well I turned around and I said oh, oh oh

Well I turned around and I said ho, ho

And the northern lights commenced to glow

And she said, with a tear in her eye

Watch out where the huskies go, and don’t you eat that yellow snow

Watch out where the huskies go, and don’t you eat that yellow snow

but i cant forget to mention

CATHOLIC GIRLS

A festive cyo party with crepe paper streamers, contestants for the broom dance, the hokey pokey, baked goods, & father riley making sure the lights don’t go down too low...

Father riley and various party goers:

Catholic girls

With a tiny little mustache

Catholic girls

Do you know how they go?

Catholic girls

In the rectory basement

Father riley’s a fairy

But it don’t bother mary

Catholic girls

At the cyo

Catholic girls

Do you know how they go?

Catholic girls

There can be no replacement

How do they go, after the show?

Joe:

All the way

That’s the way they go

Every day

And none of their mamas ever seem to know

Hip-hip-hooray

For all the class they show

There’s nothing like a catholic girl

At the cyo

When they learn to blow...

Father riley:

They’re learning to blow

All the catholic boys!

Mary:

Warren cuccurullo...

Father riley:

Catholic boys!

Mary:

Kinda young, kinda wow!

Father riley:

Catholic boys!

Mary:

Vinnie colaiuta...

Chorus:

Where are they now?

Did they all take the vow?

Father riley:

Catholic girls

Warren:

Carmenita scarfone!

Father riley:

Catholic girls

Officer butzis:

Hey! she gave me vd!

Father riley:

Catholic girls!

Warren:

Toni carbone!

Chorus:

With a tongue like a cow

She could make you go wow!

Joe:

Vd vowdy vootie

Right away

That’s the way they go

Every day

Whenever their mamas take them to a show

Matinee

Pass the popcorn please

There’s nothing like a catholic girl

With her hand in the box

When she’s on her knees

Larry:

She was on her knees,

My little catholic girl

Chorus:

In a little white dress

Catholic girls

They never confess

Catholic girls

I got one for a cousin

I love how they go

So send me a dozen

Catholic girls

Ooooooh!

Catholic girls

Ooooooh!

(etc.)

Central scrutinizer:

This is the central scrutinizer...

Joe had a girl friend named mary.

She used to go the church club every week.

They’d meet each other there

Hold hands

And think pure thoughts

But one night at the social club meeting

Mary didn’t show up...

She was sucking cock backstage at the armory

In order to get a pass

To see some big rock group for free...

but dont eat th yellow snow has to be one of the best. next to lets make the water turn black

[woof woof woof]

The (international) Noise Conspiracy lyrics

"The (international) Noise Conspiracy Inner City Rejects lyrics"

Inner city rejects, got a mind of their own

We're all choking ourselves on laughter while we're, while we're in this killing zone

All the drama baby, where's the beauty in this fear

Pouring gasoline over our bodies, just to get ourselves outta here

It's gonna one way that's gonna be short enough to get us outta here

It's gonna be one way that's gonna be short enough to get us outta here

All the drama darling, I saw your name written on the wall

Bright light seduction, made it feel so alone and small

Drive a knife right through me, I mutilate my soul for you

I said, down here, everywhere, feels so lonesome, feels so blue

It's gonna be one way that's gonna be short enough to get us outta here

It's gonna be one way that's gonna be short enough to get us outta here

You're beautiful, we're all bored, down here we're sold us all for gold

It's a mission, outta control, who's really on the payroll

You're beautiful, we're all bored, down here we're sold us all for gold

It's a mission, outta control, who's really on the payroll

We're dying in the city

We're dying in the city

We're dying in the city

Eyes open up but my mind is shut, I said

We're dying in the city

We're dying in the city

We're dying in the city

Eyes open up but my mind is shut, I said

Uh uh oh yeah! Uh uh alright! Uh uh oh yeah! Uh uh that's right! Uh uh oh yeah! Uh uh alright!

Inter-nation drama, sounds like another cliche

But there's ??? so young and pretty, without ever finding a way

Children of production, is there enough ??? pointed for you

Breathin' fumes of inner city traffic, just to get some fresh air trough

[wandjina]

shit...is this thread really that old? My sense of time has gone all wobbly.

anyhoo...planning on recording a cover of this Bowie song, love the lyrics and melody:

"Quicksand"

I'm closer to the Golden Dawn

Immersed in Crowley's uniform

Of imagery

I'm living in a silent film

Portraying

Himmler's sacred realm

Of dream reality

I'm frightened by the total goal

Drawing to the ragged hole

And I ain't got the power anymore

No I ain't got the power anymore

I'm the twisted name

on Garbo's eyes

Living proof of

Churchill's lies

I'm destiny

I'm torn between the light and dark

Where others see their targets

Divine symmetry

Should I kiss the viper's fang

Or herald loud

the death of Man

I'm sinking in the quicksand

of my thoughts

And I ain't got the power anymore

Don't believe in yourself

Don't deceive with belief

Knowledge comes

with death's release

I'm not a prophet

or a stone age man

Just a mortal

with potential of a superman

I'm living on

I'm tethered to the logic

of Homo Sapien

Can't take my eyes

from the great salvation

Of bullshit faith

If I don't explain what you ought to know

You can tell me all about it

On the next Bardo

I'm sinking in the quicksand

of my thoughts

And I ain't got the power anymore

Don't believe in yourself

Don't deceive with belief

Knowledge comes

with death's release