A whole race Genocide,
Taken away all of our pride,
A whole race Genocide,
Taken away, watch them all fall down.
Revolution, the only solution,
The armed response of an entire nation,
Revolution, the only solution,
We've taken all your shit, now it's time for restitution.
Recognition, Restoration, Reparation,
Recognition, Restoration, Reparation,
Watch them all fall down.
Revolution, the only solution,
The armed response of an entire nation,
Revolution, the only solution,
We've taken all your shit, now it's time for restitution.
The plan was mastered and called Genocide (Never want to see you around)
Took all the children and then we died, (Never want to see you around)
The few that remained were never found, (Never want to see you around)
All in a system of Down......Down.....Down.......Down........Walk Down...........
I will never feed off the evergreen luster of your heart all because we all live in the valley of the walls when we speak we can peak from the windows of their mouths to see the land the women chant as they fly up to the sun.
You never think you know why,
Know, You never think you know why,
Know, You never think you know why,
Know, Ever think you know why,
Know.
Books all say different things while people flap their yellow wings trying
to soar by being a whore of life and almost everything the sheep that ran
off from the herd may be dead but now's a bird able to fly able to die able
to break your cursed earth
You never think you know why,
Know, You never think you know why,
Know, You never think you know why,
Know, Ever think you know why,
Know.
On the other side, on the other side, the other side,
Do you ever try to fly, Do you ever try to fly?
Have you ever wanted to die, you ever want to die?
Don't ever try to fly, don't ever try to fly,
Don't ever try to fly, unless you leave your body on the other side,
Never try to die, you ever try to die.
Know, You never think you know why,
Know, You never think you know why,
Know, You never think you know why,
Know, Ever think you know why, Know.
Watch them all fall down,
Revolution, the only solution,
The armed response of an entire nation,
Revolution, the only solution,
We've taken all your shit, now it's time for restitution.
The plan was mastered and called Genocide (Never want to see you around)
Took all the children and then we died, (Never want to see you around)
The few that remained were never found, (Never want to see you around)
All in a system , Down~
standin above the crowd
he had a voice that was strong and loud and
i swallowed his facade cos i'm so
eager to identify with
someone above the crowd
someone who seemed to feel the same
someone prepared to lead the way
The main attraction, distraction
got ya number than number than numb
Empty ya pockets son, they got you thinkin that
What ya need is what they sellin
Make you think that buyin is rebellin'
From the theaters to malls on every shore
The thin line between entertainment and war
The frontline is everywhere, there be no shelter here
Spielberg the nightmare works so push it far
Amistad was a whip, the truth feathered and tarred
Memories erased and burned and scarred
Trade in ya history for a VCR
Cinema, simulated life, ill drama
Fourth reich culture, Americana
Chained to the dream they got ya searchin for
The thin line between entertainment and war
There'll be no shelter here!
There'll be no shelter here!
There'll be no shelter here!
There'll be no shelter here!
The frontline is everywhere
Hospitals not profit full
The market bull's got pockets full
To advertise some hip disguise
View the world from American eyes
Tha poor adore keep feeding for more
Tha thin line between entertainment and war
They fix the need, develop the taste
Buy their products or get laid to waste
Coca-Cola is back in the veins of Saigon
And Rambo too, he's got a dope pair of Nikes on
Godzilla pure mother fuckin filler
Keeps your eyes off the real killer
Cinema, simulated life, ill drama
Fourth reich culture, Americana
Chained to the dream they got you searchin for
Tha thin line between entertainment and war
There'll be no shelter here!
There'll be no shelter here!
American eyes, American eyes
View the world from American eyes
Bury the past, rob us blind
And leave nothin behind
American eyes, American eyes
View the world from American eyes
Bury the past, rob us blind
And leave nothin behind
They planned every detail, nothing could go wrong
Conntrol the youth to keep the country strong
An assigned occupation and a place to stay
1 brushstroke paints the whole world grey
With no individual, no room for dissent
The police came and off to jail he went
No grudges though he had no hate
For the ones who made a god their state
(chorus)you can take what you want from me
But you'll never rob me of my dignity, Dignity
Dignity is a matter of self respect
gotta be what you are not what others expect
His spirit was strong, he had no shame
for the political slime that was to blame
They beat him no matter what he said
Couldn't destroy what was in his head
He was the object of hate and anger
What didn't destroy him made him stronger
(chorus)
Summertime for the kids on the street
they're laughing, learning and running from the police
They won't accept mediocrity
They won't let others control their destiny
Where ever it is you go from here
You'r fault if you are controlled by fear
You're lucky as hell to live so free
So stand and fight for your dignity
"As a radio DJ who frequently gets asked what his top three favorite songs ever are, this one definately makes it up there on my list, I highly recommend a download if possible"
I play this when I feel like fighting the establishment!!
You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life
See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the dancing queen
Friday night and the lights are low
Looking out for the place to go
Where they play the right music, getting in the swing
You come in to look for a king
Anybody could be that guy
Night is young and the musics high
With a bit of rock music, everything is fine
Youre in the mood for a dance
And when you get the chance...
You are the dancing queen, young and sweet, only seventeen
Dancing queen, feel the beat from the tambourine
You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life
See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the dancing queen
Youre a teaser, you turn em on
Leave them burning and then youre gone
Looking out for another, anyone will do
Youre in the mood for a dance
And when you get the chance...
You are the dancing queen, young and sweet, only seventeen
Dancing queen, feel the beat from the tambourine
You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life
See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the dancing queen
All I know is that to see, and not to speak, would be the great betrayal.
-Enoch Powell
no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no
i don't know why you bother
nothing's ever good enough for you
i was there and it wasn't like that
you came here just to start a fight
you had to piss on our parade
you had to shred our big day
you had to ruin it for all concerned
in a drunken punchup at a wedding.
hypocrite opportunist
don't infect me with your poison
a bully in a china shop
when i turn round stay frozen to the spot.
you had to piss on our parade
you had to shred our big day
you had to ruin it for all concerned
in a drunken punchup at a wedding.
the pointless snide remarks
of hammerheaded sharks
the pot will call the kettle black
in a drunken punchup at a wedding.
no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no
Life in a Glass House ~ Radiohead
Once again, I'm in trouble with my only friend
She is papering the window panes
She is putting on a smile
Living in a glass house
Once again, packed like frozen food and battery hens
Think of all the starving millions
Don't talk politics and don't throw stones
Your royal highnesses
Well of course I'd like to sit around and chat
Well of course I'd like to stay and chew the fat
Well of course I'd like to sit around and chat
But someone's listening in.
Once again, we are hungry for a lynching
That's a strange mistake to make
You should turn the other cheek
Living in a glass house
Well of course I'd like to sit around and chat
Well of course I'd like to stay and chew the fat
Well of course I'd like to sit around and chat
But someone's listening in.
If you want to tell people the truth, make them laugh, otherwise they'll kill you.
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
-Oscar Wilde
How can you say that you're not responsible?
What does it have to do with me?
What is my reaction, what should it be?
Confronted by this latest atrocity
Driven to tears
Driven to tears
Driven to tears
Hide my face in my hands,
shame wells in my throat
My comfortable existence is
reduced to a shallow meaningless party
Seems that when some innocent die
All we can offer them is a page in a some magazine
Too many cameras and not enough food
'Cause this is what we've seen
Driven to tears
Driven to tears
Driven to tears
Protest is futile, nothing seems to get through
What's to become of our world, who knows what to do
Driven to tears
Driven to tears
Driven to tears
Driven to tears
Driven to tears
Driven to tears
The greatest obstacle to discovery is not ignorance,
but the illusion of knowledge.
~Daniel Boorstin
Only a life lived for others is worth living.
~Albert Einstein
You can look a hurricane right in the eye
Twelve hundred people dead or left to die
Follow the leaders
Were it an eye for an eye
We'd all be blind
Death for murder, of this I'm sure
In this uncertain time
So come pull a sheet over my eyes
So I can sleep tonight
Despite what I've seen today
I find you guilty of the crime
Of sleeping at a time
When you should have been wide awake
Down on the road the world is floating by
The poor and undefended left behind
While you were somewhere trading lives for oil
as if the whole world were blind
So come pull a sheet over my eyes
So I can sleep tonight
Despite what I've seen today
I found you guilty of the crime
Of sleeping at a time
when you should have been wide awake
Come pull a sheet over my eyes
So I can sleep tonight
Despite what I've seen today
I find you guilty of the crime
Of sleeping at a time
when you should have been wide awake
1/12/1879, 4/8/1156, 2/6/1977, who gives a shit, ...
Gotta say... I thought this notion of songbreaks was a bit odd, since there's only lyrics to read. Nevertheless, I'll play along. I might just go for something slightly cheerier than most, and since I've just gotten up, this seems appropriate...
At Break of Day - Bonnie 'Prince' Billy
I know the sun's about to come up
I close my eyes anyway
My mouth is dry and the sheets are cold
And will be still come break of day
You called me up just to surprise me
To hear my voice, see what I'd say
I only whispered, and then hung up
Whispered "wait til break of day"
At break of day I'm ending all of it
And so don't say you've had a ball
Dawn is mine, but I will share it
With whatever bird will wear it
On her body bare and pink
Now what do you think of break of day
I locked my door, I should unlock it
What if you should come this way
And in and have a drink and dancing
Dancing till the break of day
And then to bed we'd dance towards
And tiredly kiss and roll in hay
But waking in the evening I see
You left after break of day
At break of day I'm ending all of it
And so don't say you've had a ball
Dawn is mine, but I will share it
With whatever bird will wear it
On her body bare and pink
Now what do you think of break of day
At break of day I'm ending all of it
And so don't say you've had a ball
Dawn is mine, but I will share it
With whatever bird will wear it
On her body bare and pink
Now what do you think of break of day
I hate myself when I'm alone
It's just with you I feel okay
And so tomorrow you'll fell sorrow
When I am gone at break of day...
93: Slane
96: Cork, Dublin
00: Dublin
06: London, Dublin
07: London, Copenhagen, Nijmegen
09: Manchester, London
10: Dublin, Belfast, London & Berlin
11: San José
12: Isle of Wight, Copenhagen, Ed in Manchester & London x2
Now, one day, now I believe it was on a Tuesday, a man in a
checkered double-knit suit drove up in a large El Dorado
Cadillac, leased from BOB SPREEN . . .
("Where the freeways meet in Downey!")
. . . And he laid a HUGE, BULGING ENVELOPE right at the corner
of BILLY THE MOUNTAIN, that was right where his 'foot' was
supposed to be.
Now, BILLY THE MOUNTAIN, he couldn't believe it! All those
postcards he'd posed for, for ALL OF THOSE YEARS, and finally,
now, AT LAST, his Royalties!
Royalties!
Royalties . . .
Royalty check is in, honey!
Yes, BILLY THE MOUNTAIN was RICH! Yes, and his eyeball-caves,
they widened in amazement, and his jaw (which was a cliff), well
it dropped thirty feet!
A bunch of dust puffed out! Rocks and boulders hacked up, (hack!
hack!) crushing 'The LINCOLN'!
I gave him the money
He acted real funny
He hocked up a rock and
It TOTALLED my car!
Oh, do you
Know any trucks
Might be bound for THE VALLEY?
I don't wanna stand here
All night in this bar
(Dear Lord)
I don't wanna stand here
All night in this bar
(No shit!)
I don't wanna stand here
All night in this bar!
By two o'clock, when the bars are already closed down, BILLY had
broken 'THE BIG NEWS' to ETHELL. And with dust and boulders
everywhere, BILLY, choked with excitement, announced . . .
"ETHELL, we're going on a VACATION!"
Yes, and they WERE going on a vacation! (Oh, and ETHELL, ETHELL,
ETHELL, like every little woman, she of course was very excited!
She creaked a little bit, and some old birds flew off of her.)
BILLY told ETHELL they were going to . . . Yes! They were going
to NEW YORK!
"ETHELL, we're going to . . . New York!"
But first they were gonna stop in LAS VEGAS . . .
It's off to LAS VEGAS
to check out the lounges
Pull a few handles,
And drink a few beers,
(Oh, ETHELL!)
ETHELL, my darling,
you know that I love you!
I'm glad we could have a
Vacation this year!
(Oh, NEET-O!)
Glad we could have a
Vacation this year!
They left that night, crunchin' across the Mojave Desert . . .
their voices echoing through the canyons of your minds
(POO-AAH!)
"ETHELL, wanna get a cuppa cawfee?"
(Howard Johnson's! Howard Johnson's! Howard Johnson's!)
"Ahhh! there's a HOWARD JOHNSONS! Wanna eat some CLAMS?"
The first noteworhty piece of real estate they destroyed was
EDWARDS AIR FORCE BASE . . .
And TO THIS VERY DAY, 'Wing Nuts' and Data Reduction Clerks
alike, speak in reverent whispers about that fateful night when
TEST STAND #1 and THE ROCKET SLED ITSELF . . . (We have
ignition!) . . . got LUNCHED! I said LUNCHED! (Lunched!) By a
FAMOUS MOUNTAIN-IN and his SMALL, WOODEN WIFE.
"Word just in to the KTTV News Service undeniably links THIS
MOUNTAIN and HIS WIFE to drug abuse and pay-offs as part of a
San Joaquin Valley SMUT RING! However, we can assure parents in
the Southern California area that a recent NARCOTICS CRACK-DOWN,
in Torrance, Hawthorne, Lomita, Westchester, Playa Del Rey,
Santa Monica, Tujunga, Sunland, San Fernando, Pacoima, Sylmar,
Newhall, Canoga Park, Palmdale, Glendale, Irwindale, Rolling
Hills, Granada Hills, Shadow Hills,Cheviot Hills, will provide
the SECRET EVIDENCE the Palmdale Grand Jury has needed to seek a
CRIMINAL INDICTMENT, and pave the way for STIFFER LEGISLATION,
increased FEDERAL AID, and AVERT A CRIPPLING STRIKE of
Bartenders and Veterinarians throughout the INLAND EMPIRE . . .
"
WITHIN THE WEEK, Jerry Lewis had hosted a Telethon ("Wah wah
wah, nice lady!") to raise funds for the injured (injured . . .
) and homeless (homeless . . . ) in Glendale, as BILLY had just
levelled it, and, a few miles right outside of town, BILLY
caused a 'Oh Mein Papa' in the Earth's crust, right over the
SECRET UNDERGROUND DUMPS (right near the 'Jack-In-The-Box' on
Glenoaks) where they keep the POOLS OF OLD POISON GAS, and
OBSOLETE GERM BOMBS, just as a FREAK TORNADO cruised through . .
.
Yes, it was about three o'clock in the afternoon when little
Howard Kaplan was sitting on his porch ( "Toto . . . !") just
playing ( "Come on, Toto . . . !") and having a nice time with
his little accordion ("Toto . . . !"), and this weird wind came
up ("Toto . . . !"), direct from Glendale ("Toto . . . ! Toto .
. . !"), blowing these terrible germs in his direction ("Come
here, Toto . . . !"), and all of this caused ("Toto . . . !") by
a huge mountain ("Aunty Em!")!
"Somewhere over the rainbow, bluebirds fly . . . "
. . . sucking up two thirds of it (SUCK! SUCK! SUCK!) for
UNTIMELY DISPERSAL over VAST STRETCHES of WATTS!!!
Now, unless I misunderstood, it was right outside of Columbus,
Ohio when BILLY received his NOTICE TO REPORT for his INDUCTION
PHYSICAL. Now, lemme tell ya, ETHELL said, now ETHELL, ETHELL
said she wasn't gonna let him go!
"I'm not gonna let you go, BILLY!"
"THAT'S RIGHT! We now have CONFIRMED REPORTS from an INFORMED
ORANGE COUNTY MINISTER, that ETHELL is still an ACTIVE
COMMUNIST, and it is This Reporter's Opinion that she also
practices (COVEN!) WITCH-CRAFT!"
It was about this time that the telephone rang inside of the
SECRET BRIEFCASE belonging to THE ONE MORTAL MAN who might be
able to stop all of this senseless destruction and save 'AMERICA
HERSELF'! (And I'm sorry to disappoint some of you, it was not
Chief Reddin) This one MAN was STUDEBAKER HOCH, fantastic new
SUPER HERO of the CURRENT ECONOMIC SLUMP.
(Oh) Now, some folks say he looked like (he was like, he was
like) ZUBIN MEHTA (Zubin Mehta); still others say (others say
he), bullshit, honey (bullshit, man) he's just another greasy
guy who happened to be born next to the Frozen Beef Pies at
BONEY'S MARKET. (Others say he was just a, just a) Still others
say, John, piss on you, Jack! (crazy Italian) He's just a crazy
Italian who drove a RED CAR. You see (nobody knows for sure
'cause he was so), nobody ever really knew for sure, because
STUDEBAKER was so-o-o-o-o-o mysterious (mysterious) . . .
HE WAS SO
(He was so, he was so!)
MYSTERIOUS!
HE WAS SO
(He was so, he was so!)
MYSTERIOUS!
'Cuz when a person gets to be
Such a HERO, folks,
And MARVELOUS BEYOND COMPUTE,
You can never REALLY TELL
About a GUY LIKE THAT
(Whether he's really a NICE PERSON
Or if he just SMILES A LOT),
(What?)
Or if he has a son named 'PINOCCHIO',
Or what?
Whether he's really a NICE PERSON or if he has a son named
'PINOCCHIO' or what?
Some men say he could FLY
Some men say he could SWIM
Others say he could SING (like NEIL SEDAKA),
And all the girls in FLUSHING
Would be AMAZED of HIM
(Two, Three!)
AMAZED of HIM!
(Amazed!)
Time passes . . .
January, February, March, July . . .
Wednesday . . .
August . . .
Irwindale . . .
. . . 2:30 in the afternoon, Sunday, Monday . . .
Funny Cars!
Walnut!
Friday
City of Industry . . .
Big John Mazmanian!
So when the phone rang
In the secret briefcase,
A strong masculine hand
With a Dudley Do-Right wristwatch
And flexy bracelet
GRABBED IT
And answered
In a deep, calmly assured voice:
"So . . . ah . . . yeah, yeah, hello already . . . what? . . .
Well, yeah? . . . Ah, are you kidding . . . ? You're not kidding
. . . a mountain . . . ? With a tree growing off of its shoulder
. . . ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man . . . ah, listen, by the way,
before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with
the pencil on the front . . . ? Yeah . . . ? Yeah, you should
move some of those for me, we're having a lot of . . . listen,
so kiss little Jakee on the head . . . and, ah, how's your
wife's hemorrhoids? Oh, that's too bad . . . Listen . . . so
you've got a mountain, with a tree, listen, causing . . . oh,
my! Well, let me write this down . . . sorta take a few notes
here . . . yeah . . . ? To El Segundo, huh? Causing UNTOLD
DESTRUCTION? (my baby, my baby) Wanted for DRAFT EVASION? An
expense account? And per diem, too?"
SOME MEN SAY HE COULD DANCE!
They said he could DANCE, and, of course, THEY were right!
Ladies and Gentlemen, this is it: THE STUDEBAKER HOCH DANCING
LESSON & COSMIC PRAYER FOR GUIDANCE featuring Aynsley Dunbar,
hit it!
Hey! Twirly, twirly, twirly, twirly, twirly!
Fillmore, Fillmore, Fillmore, Fillmore . . . Hey!
RIGHT HAND FROM THE HEART-UH
LEFT HAND FROM THE HEART-UH
RIGHT HAND FROM THE HEART-UH
LEFT HAND FROM THE LEFT SHOULDER
TO THE HEART-Uh
Fillmore, Fillmore, Fillmore, Fillmore . . .
NOBODY can DANCE like STUDEBAKER HOCH! So many rumors have
spread about STUDEBAKER HOCH! (A rumor . . . a rumor . . . )
Consider this rumor (a rumor . . . ), which was published (a
rumor . . . ) about three weeks ago in ROLLING STONE!
Oh, it's gotta be true!
STUDEBAKER HOCH can write THE LORD'S Prayer on the head of a
pin!
"NO!"
Do-do-do-do-do,
Doot-doot-do DO DO DO!
Do-do-do-do-do,
Doot-doot-do DO!
etc.
(I'm so HIP!)
BEEF PIES!
He was born next to the BEEF PIES,
Underneath JONI MITCHELL'S autographed picture,
Right beside ELLIOT ROBERTS' big Bank Book,
Next to the boat
Where CROSBY flushed away all his stash
And the cops
Got him in the boat and drove away
To THE CAN
Where Neil Young slipped another disc
FROZE-ing by the PIES!
FROZE-ing by the PIES!
(And that was the main influence on HIM!)
The influence of a Frozen Beef Pie!
Boldly springing into action, he phoned his wife (who ran a
modeling school), WHEREUPON HE . . . yes, HE ran around the back
of 'THE BROADWAY' at Hollywood Boulevard and Vine to see if he
could find himself some big large, un-used cardboard boxes (no
shit!)
After which, he hit up the RALPH'S on Sunset for some 'AUNT
JEMIMA SYRUP', some 'KAISER BROILER FOIL', and a pair of blunt
scissors! Hey-hey!
Yes! Yes, and in the parking lot of RALPH'S, where "no prizes
are lower prizes than RALPH'S," in the parking lot of RALPH'S
(in between a pair of customized trucks where nobody was
looking), he cut out some really, really, really NICE WINGS, and
he covered them thoroughly with foil!
Thorough-LY wi-TH (e-e-e-e-e) FOIL-L-L!
Then he took those 'WINGS' and wedged one under each of his
powerful arms and sneaked into a telephone booth . . .
YES!! Yes! And then he SHUT THE FUCKING DOOR! And he pulled down
his blue denim policeman type trouser pants, and he spread even
amounts of AUNT JEMIMA maple syrup all over the inside of his
legs!
Soon the booth was filling with flies!
(Help me, help me, help me!)
He held open the legs of his boxer shorts so they could all get
in (Yes! Yeah!), and when each and every one of those little
cocksuckin' flies had gone into his pants, and they were lapping
up all that maple syrup, he bent over and he put his head
between his legs and he said in a very clear, impressive, RON
HUBBARD-type voice . . .
"NEW YORK!"
. . . and the booth and everything lifted up, out of the parking
lot, and into the sky!
STUDEBAKER HOCH
YEAH, YEAH
STUDEBAKER HOCH
STU-DE-BAKER HOCH!
STUDEBAKER HOCH
YEAH, YEAH
STUDEBAKER HOCH
STU-DE-BAKER HOCH!
He's coating his legs
With AUNT JEMIMA syrup up and down!
His shorts'll be filled with flies
That will be buzzing all around!
Stoodlabaker Hoch:
He's really outa sight!
Stoodlabaker Hoch:
He does it every night!
Stoodlabaker Hoch:
He treats the flies all right
STOODLA-BAKER HOCH
That's why they never bite, hey!
(Please to New York!
Fly to New York!)
He could be a DOG
Or a FROG
Or a LESBIAN QUEEN!
(Fly to New York!)
He could be a NARK
Or a LADY MARINE!
Or he might play dirty!
He's OVER THIRTY!
(Getting old? Say! I don't know!)
His peculiar attire
And the flies he require
Keep leading him on
'Cause ETHELL is gone
They keep leading him on
'Cause ETHELL is gone
And THE MOUNTAIN she's on
And speaking of mountains, we'll join STUDEBAKER HOCH on the
edge of BILLY THE MOUNTAIN's mouth. Take it away:
"Ah . . . ya, ya, ya, hey-ah BILLY, ah, listen . . . I've come
to REASON with you! Our GREAT COUNTRY needs you in the Armed
Forces! Your NUMBER came up . . . you can't go on running like
this forever."
Oh! But ETHELL just shook her twigs angrily, but STUDEBAKER
HOCH, calm, cool, collected, and UN-ferturbed, continued . .
.
"Ya, well listen, you (cough cough) . . . listen, you COMMUNIST
SON-OF-A-BITCH! You better get your ass down there for your
fuckin' physical, or I'll see to it that you get used for FILL
DIRT in some impending New Jersey MARSH RECLAMATION . . . and
your girl-friend there will wind up disguised as a series of
brooms, primitive ironing boards (or a DOG HOUSE) . . . get the
(cough, cough), GET THE PICTURE?"
Yeah, well, BILLY just laughed:
"HO, HO, HO! If they think they're gonna draft ME, they're
CRAZY!"
Unfortunately, because STUDEBAKER HOCH was standing on the edge
of BILLY THE MOUNTAIN's mouth when the giant mountain laughed,
STUDEBAKER HOCH lost his footing and fell, screaming, two
hundred feet into the rubble below!
"Aaahhhhh . . . oh fuck, I'm gonna need a TRUSS . . . "
Oh, listen, that only goes to show you, and it'll show you once
again that . . .
A Mountain is something
You don't wanna fuck with
You don't wanna fuck with
Don't fuck around
(Don't fuck around)
Don't fuck with BILLY (No!)
And don't fuck with ETHELL
(You saw what just happened
To the guy with the flies!)
DON'T FUCK AROUND!
DON'T FUCK AROUND!
DON'T FUCK AROUND!
With
Biddilly, Biddilly
Biddilly, Biddilly, Biddilly
BIDDILLY
THE
MOUNTIN-INNNNNNN!
(Eddie, are you kidding?)
Eddie, are you kidding?
"I get into a state of consciousness that I can't explain. It is about feeling and not thinking. I get positive chills and insight into things that I can't get to any other way. It is Healing of the Soul." - Mike McCready
love I get so lost, sometimes
days pass and this emptiness fills my heart
when I want to run away
I drive off in my car
but whichever way I go
I come back to the place you are
all my instincts, they return
and the grand facade, so soon will burn
without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside
in your eyes
the light the heat
in your eyes
I am complete
in your eyes
I see the doorway to a thousand churches
in your eyes
the resolution of all the fruitless searches
in your eyes
I see the light and the heat
in your eyes
oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light
the heat I see in your eyes
love, I don't like to see so much pain
so much wasted and this moment keeps slipping away
I get so tired of working so hard for our survival
I look to the time with you to keep me awake and alive
and all my instincts, they return
and the grand facade, so soon will burn
without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside
in your eyes
the light the heat
in your eyes
I am complete
in your eyes
I see the doorway to a thousand churches
in your eyes
the resolution of all the fruitless searches
in your eyes
I see the light and the heat
in your eyes
oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light,
the heat I see in your eyes
in your eyes in your eyes
in your eyes in your eyes
in your eyes in your eyes
make sure the fortune that you seek...is the fortune that you need
I think I know what you mean but watch what you say
'cause they'll be try to knock you down in some way
Sometimes it feels like the world is falling asleep
How do you wake someone up from inside a dream?
Your mind would wander and searched for its place in the night
Your body followed this feeling like following light
Once that your music was born it followed you 'round
And then it gave your activities meaning and let you be loud
You're sad but you smile
It not in your eyes
Your eyeballs won't change
It's the muscles around your eyes
An egg to fertilize
A pulse to stabilize
A body to deodorize
A life to scrutinize
A child to criticize
Young adults to modernize
Citizens to terrorize
Generations to desensitize
You're dreams are sweet and obsessed
And your overworked
You're overtaken by visions of being overlooked
How disappointed would D.(ead) I.(dealistic) D.(esperate) I.(nventor) P.(ioneer) P.(hilosophers)
Be to see such power in our hands all wasted on greed
Am I a prisoner to instincts?
Or do my thoughts just live
As free and detached
As boats to the dock?
Just like when music was born
And detached from your heart
Is your free time to free minds
Or for falling apart?
Night after night
You turn out the light
You don't fall asleep right away
"Are we... are we done?"
A desk to organize
A product to advertise
A market to monopolize
Movie stars you idolize
Leaders to scandalize
Enemies to neutralize
No time to apologize
Fury to tranquilize
Weapons to synchronize
Cities to vapor-i
If you want to tell people the truth, make them laugh, otherwise they'll kill you.
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
-Oscar Wilde
Suffer not
Your neighbor's affliction
Suffer not
Your neighbor's paralysis
But extend your hand
Extend your hand
Lest you vanish in the city
And be but a trace
Just a vanished ghost
And your legacy
All the things you knew
Science, mathematics, thought
Severely weakened
Like irrigation systems
In the tired veins forming
From the Tigris and Euphrates
In the realm of peace
All the world revolved
All the world revolved
Around a perfect circle
City of Baghdad
City of scholars
Empirical humble
Center of the world
City in ashes
City of Baghdad
City of Baghdad
Abrasive aloof
Oh, in Mesopotamia
Aloofness ran deep
Deep in the veins of
the great rivers
That form the base
Of Eden
And the tree
The tree of knowledge
Held up its arms
To the sky
All the branches of knowledge
All the branches of knowledge
Cradling
Cradling
Civilization
In the realm of peace
All the world revolved
Around a perfect circle
Oh Baghdad
Center of the world
City of ashes
With its great mosques
Erupting from the mouth of god
Rising from the ashes like
a speckled bird
Splayed against the mosaic sky
Oh, clouds around
We created the zero
But we mean nothing to you
You would believe
That we are just some mystical tale
We are just a swollen belly
That gave birth to Sinbad, Scheherazade
We gave birth
Oh, oh, to the zero
The perfect number
We invented the zero
And we mean nothing to you
Our children run through
the streets
And you sent your flames
Your shooting stars
Shock and awe
Shock and awe
Like some, some
Imagined warrior production
Twenty-first century
No chivalry involved
No Bushido
Oh, the code of the West
Long gone
Never been
Where does it lie?
You came, you came
Through the west
Annihilated a people
And you come to us
But we are older than you
You come you wanna
You wanna come and
rob the cradle
Of civilization
And you read yet you read
You read Genesis
You read of the tree
You read of the tree
Beget by god
That raised its branches into the sky
Every branch of knowledge
Of the cradle of civilization
Of the banks of the Tigris
and the Euphrates
Oh, in Mesopotamia
Aloofness ran deep
The face of Eve turning
What sky did she see
What garden beneath her feet
The one you drill
You drill
Pulling the blood of the earth
Little droplets of oil for bracelets
Little jewels
Sapphires
You make bracelets
Round your own world
We are weeping tears
Rubies
We offer them to you
We are just
Your Arabian nightmare
We invented the zero
But we mean nothing to you
Your Arabian nightmare
City of stars
City of scholarship
Science
City of ideas
City of light
City
City of ashes
That the great Caliph
Walked through
His naked feet formed a circle
And they built a city
A perfect city of Baghdad
In the realm of peace
And all the world revolved
And they invented
And they mean nothing to you
Nothing to you
Nothing
Go to sleep
Go to sleep my child
Go to sleep
And I'll sing you a lullaby
A lullaby for our city
A lullaby of Baghdad
Go to sleep
Sleep my child
Sleep
Sleep
Sleep
Run
Run
Run
Run
You sent your lights
Your bombs
You sent them down on our city
Shock and awe
Like some crazy t.v. show
They're robbing the cradle
of civilization
They're robbing the cradle
of civilization
They're robbing the cradle
of civilization
Suffer not
The paralysis of your neighbor
Suffer not
But extend your hand
got all night
plenty of time
take these chains
from my eyes
so alive
gettin 'it prime
take 'em there
before you die
why be satisfied
we've got all night
please be here
top of the stairs
no place for
the president
build some fears
left outside
fuck, be content
to just get by
why be satisfied
we've got all night
you scream and wail
you see who cares
scream and wail
see who cares
life has nothin' to do with
killin' time
so why be satisfied
we've got... all night
we've got all night
we've got all night
__________________
life has nothing to do with killing time
Bring it on cause I'm no victim
b nice loves pearl jam like ed vedder loves america
Having just been posting about how Doc Martens just don't make them like they used ta (who does anymore?!), this popped into my head....
NEIL YOUNG
"Piece Of Crap"
Tried to save the trees
Bought a platsic bag
The bottom fell out
It was a piece of crap
Saw it on the tube
Bought it on the phone
Now you're home alone
It's a piece of crap
I tried to plug in it
I tried to turn it on
When I got it home
It was a piece of crap
Got it from a friend
On him you can depend
I found out in the end
It was a piece of crap
I'm trying to save the trees
I saw it on TV
They cut the forest down
To build a piece of crap
I went back to the store
They gave me four more
The guy told me at the door
It's a piece of crap
93: Slane
96: Cork, Dublin
00: Dublin
06: London, Dublin
07: London, Copenhagen, Nijmegen
09: Manchester, London
10: Dublin, Belfast, London & Berlin
11: San José
12: Isle of Wight, Copenhagen, Ed in Manchester & London x2
you start trippin
and i start slippin away
i was taught to zip it
if i got nothin nice to say
and down in the texas of my heart
driving a really big truck
headed down a dirt road
my love is scrunchin up its features
the really big eyes
big lips, big nose
just show me a moment that is mine
its beauty blinding and unsurpassed
make me forget every moment that went by
and left me so half-hearted
cuz i felt it so half-assed
you are an unruly translucent
a dirty windshield with a shifting view
so many cunning running landscapes
for my dented door to open into
i just wanna tune out all the billboards
weld myself a mental shield
i just wanna put down all the pressures
and feel how i really feel
just show me a moment that is mine
its beauty blinding and unsurpassed
make me forget every moment that went by
and left me so half-hearted
cuz i felt it so half-assed
spring is super in the supermarkets
and the strawberries prance and glow
never mind that they're all kinda tart and tasteless
as strawberries go
meanwhile wild things are not for sale
anymore than they are for show
so i'll be outside, in love with the kind of beauty
it takes more than eyes to know
just show me a moment that is mine
its beauty blinding and unsurpassed
and i'll forget every moment that went by
and left me so half-hearted
cuz i felt it so half-assed
shroud
i had to leave the house of fashion
go forth naked from its doors
cuz women should be allies
not competitors
and i had to leave the house of god
cuz the cross replaced the wheel
and the goddesses were out in the garden
with the plants that nourish and heal
i had to leave the house of privilege
spend christmas homeless and feeling bad
to learn that privilege is a headache
that you don't know that you don't have
and i had to leave the house of television
to start noticing the clouds
it's amazing the stuff you see
when you finally shed that shroud
i had to leave the house of conformity
in order to make art
i had to be more or less true
to learn to tell the two apart
and i had to leave the house of fear
just about as soon as i could crawl
ignore my face on the wanted posters
stuck to the post office wall
i had to leave the house of self-importance
to doodle my first tattoo
realize a tattoo is no more permanent
than i am, and who
ever said that life is suffering
i think they had their finger on the pulse of joy
ain't the power of transcendence
the greatest one we can employ
If you want to tell people the truth, make them laugh, otherwise they'll kill you.
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
-Oscar Wilde
no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no
i don't know why you bother
nothing's ever good enough for you
i was there and it wasn't like that
you've come here just to start a fight
you had to piss on our parade
you had to shred our big day
you had to ruin it for all concerned
in a drunken punchup at a wedding.
hypocrite, opportunist
don't infect me with your poison
a bully in a china shop
when i turn round you stay frozen to the spot.
and the pointless, snide remarks
of hammerheaded sharks
the pot will call the kettle black
in a drunken punchup at a wedding.
no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no
standin above the crowd
he had a voice that was strong and loud and
i swallowed his facade cos i'm so
eager to identify with
someone above the crowd
someone who seemed to feel the same
someone prepared to lead the way
they don't eat, don't sleep
they don't feed, they don't seethe
bare their gums when they moan and squeak
lick the dirt off a larger one's feet
they don't push, don't crowd
congregate until they're much too loud
fuck to procreate till they are dead
drink the blood of their so called best friend
they don't scurry when something bigger comes their way
don't pack themselves together and run as one
don't shit where they're not supposed to
don't take what's not theirs, they don't compare
they don't scam, don't fight
don't oppress an equals given rights
starve the poor so they can be well fed
line their holes with the dead ones bread
they don't scurry when something bigger comes their way
don't pack themselves together and run as one
don't shit where they're not supposed to
don't take what's not theirs, they don't compare...
they don't scurry when something bigger comes their way
don't pack themselves together and run as one
don't shit where they're not supposed to
don't take what's not theirs, they don't compare...
rats...they don't compare
rats...they don't compare
ben, the two of us need look no more
ben, the two of us need look no more
If you want to tell people the truth, make them laugh, otherwise they'll kill you.
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
-Oscar Wilde
I heard this on the radio today, couldn't find the complete lyrics.
New kind of cute - Mandy Meng
Well I’ve never been much for sipping white wine
or drinking cool spritzers of any kind
I’d rather go for beer and hang with my friends
and belch if I have to and not care who I offend,
I don’t think salad’s a regular meal
and I don’t think your friend has sex appeal
I’d rather eat burgers and drink margaritas
the guy I take home looks more like Anthony Kiedis
Some say I should tone it down
find a good man and settle down
I say I’m just getting started
I am the new kind of cute
I don’t spend much time in (…) and dresses,
I don’t have abs of steel
and don’t take aerobic classes
I’d rather wear jeans and white t-shirts
I’d rather go hiking and camp in the dirt
I don’t spend much time on my make up and hair
and I don’t wear high heels or thong underwear
I love getting dirty and getting into trouble
I love laughing loud and blowing big gum bubbles
and yes pink is my favourite colour but it’s the colour of my (…)
not of my sweater
(...)from the top of my head to the bottom of my shoes
yes I am the new kind of cute.
Don't believe what you hear, don't believe what you see
If you just close your eyes you can feel the enemy.
When I first met you girl, you had fire in your soul.
What happened t'your face of melting snow
Now it looks like this!
And you can swallow or you can spit
You can throw it up, or choke on it
And you can dream, so dream out loud
You know that your time is coming round
So don't let the bastards grind you down.
No, nothing makes sense, nothing seems to fit.
I know you'd hit out if you only knew who to hit.
And I'd join the movement
If there was one I could believe in
Yeah, I'd break bread and wine
If there was a church I could receive in.
'Cause I need it now.
To take the cup
To fill it up, to drink it slow.
I can't let you go.
And I must be an acrobat
To talk like this and act like that.
And you can dream, so dream out loud
And don't let the bastards grind you down.
What are we going to do now it's all been said?
No new ideas in the house, and every book's been read.
And I must be an acrobat
To talk like this and act like that.
And you can dream, so dream out loud
And you can find your own way out.
And you can build, and I can will
And you can call, I can't wait until
You can stash and you can seize
In dreams begin responsibilities
And I can love, and I can love
And I know that the tide is turning 'round
So don't let the bastards grind you down.
There's so many of us. There's so many of us. There's so many.
There's so many of us. There's so many of us. There's so many.
There's so many of us. There's so many of us. There's so many.
There's so many of us. There's so many of us. There's so many.
There's so many of us. There's so many of us. There's so many.
There's so many of us. There's so many of us. There's so many.
Let's have a war;
So you can go and die.
Let's have a war;
We could all use the money.
Let's have a war;
We need the space.
Let's have a war;
Clean out this place.
It already started in the city.
Suburbia will be just as easy.
There's so many of us. There's so many of us. There's so many.
There's so many of us. There's so many of us. There's so many.
There's so many of us. There's so many of us. There's so many.
There's so many of us. There's so many of us. There's so many.
Let's have a war;
Jack up the Dow Jones.
Let's have a war;
It can start in New Jersey.
Let's have a war;
Blame it on the middle-class.
Let's have a war;
We're like rats in a cage.
It already started in the city.
Suburbia will be just as easy.
There's so many of us. There's so many of us. There's so many.
There's so many of us. There's so many of us. There's so many.
There's so many of us. There's so many of us. There's so many.
There's so many of us. There's so many of us. There's so many.
Let's have a war;
Sell the rights to the networks.
Let's have a war;
Let our wallets get fat like last time.
Let's have a war;
Give guns to the queers.
Let's have a war;
The enemy's within.
It already started in the city.
Suburbia will be just as easy.
It already started in the city.
Suburbia will be just as easy.
It already started in the city.
Suburbia will be just as easy.
It already started in the city.
Suburbia will be just as easy.
It already started in the city.
Suburbia will be just as easy.
Say hello...to the rug's topography
It holds quite a lot of interest with your face down on it
Say hello...to the shrinking in your head
You can't see it but you know its there so don't neglect it
I'm taking her home with me...all dressed in white
She's got everything I need...pharmacy keys
She's falling hard for me...I can see it in her eyes
She acts just like a nurse....with all the other guys
Say hello...to all the apples on the ground
They were once in your eyes but you sneezed them out while sleeping
Say hello...to everything you've left behind
It's even more a part of your life now that you can't touch it
I'm taking her home with me...all dressed in white
She's got everything I need...ome pills in a little cup
She's falling hard for me...I can see it in her eyes
She acts just like a nurse...with all the other guys
She's got everything I need...pharmacy keys
She acts just like a nurse...with all the other guys
I want to be with you
I want to be clear
But each time I try
Its the voice I hear
I hear that voice again
I'm listening to the conversation
Judge and jury in my head
Its colouring everything
All we did and said
And still I head that sharp tongue talking
Talking tangled words
I can sense the danger
Just listen to the wind
I want you close I want you near
I cant help but listen
But I don't want to hear
Hear that voice again
I want to be with you
I want to be clear
But each time I try
Its the voice I hear
I hear that voice again
Im hearing right and wrong so clearly
There must be more than this
Its only in uncertainty
That were naked and alive
I hear it through the rattle of a streetcar
Hear it through the things you said
I can get so scared
Listen to the wind
I want you close I want you near
I cant help but listen
But I don't want to hear
Hear that voice again
What I carry in my heart
Brings us so close or so far apart
Only love can make love
I want you close I want you near
I cant help but listen
But I don't want to hear
I hear that voice again
I want to be with you
I want to be clear
But each time I try
Its the voice I hear
I hear that voice again
the car's on fire and there's no driver at the wheel
and the sewers are all muddied with a thousand lonely suicides
and a dark wind blows
the government is corrupt
and we're on so many drugs
with the radio on and the curtains drawn
we're trapped in the belly of this horrible machine
and the machine is bleeding to death
the sun has fallen down
and the billboards are all leering
and the flags are all dead at the top of their poles
it went like this:
the buildings tumbled in on themselves
mothers clutching babies picked through the rubble
and pulled out their hair
the skyline was beautiful on fire
all twisted metal stretching upwards
everything washed in a thin orange haze
i said: "kiss me, you're beautiful -
these are truly the last days"
you grabbed my hand and we fell into it
like a daydream or a fever
we woke up one morning and fell a little further down -
for sure it's the valley of death
i open up my wallet
and it's full of blood
Dead Flag Blues - Godspeed You Black Emperor
If you want to tell people the truth, make them laugh, otherwise they'll kill you.
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
-Oscar Wilde
your basic average super star
is singing about justice
and peace
and love
and i am glaring at the radio,
swearing
saying that's just what i was afraid of
the system gives you just enough
to make you think that you see change
they will sing you right to sleep
and then they'll screw you just the same
but i will wait
yes, i will wait for the truth
they think i make a big deal about nothing
but they still think i'm
kinda cute
they joke about the status quo
to break the ice
once the ice is broken
i hope they all fall through
'cause this is no joke to me
they don't fool me
with their acts of sensitivity
they too shall pass
just like everyone
who's only here for my ass
and i can't wait
oh i can't wait till they get their due
baby i've only got a minute
baby i have to go
a minute is all my life
will ever allow
let's grow old
and die together
let's do it now
because you'll do all the jobs
no one else will do
and you'll step aside
and you will let me come through
you have all my respect
i'll leave it here when i go
maybe i never told you, baby
maybe you don't know
but maybe if we wait
if we wait things will improve
maybe we just wait
and things will improve
you know, they've got to improve
your basic average superstar
is singing about justice
and peace
and love
and i am glaring at the radio
swearing
saying that's just what i was afraid of
the system gives you just enough
to make you think that you see change
they'll sing you right to sleep
and then they'll screw you just the same
he says i know you have to go
you have gone before
we are fighting on two different fronts
of the same war
but no matter what else
i will do
i will wait for you
If you want to tell people the truth, make them laugh, otherwise they'll kill you.
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
-Oscar Wilde
the system gives you just enough
to make you think that you see change
they will sing you right to sleep
and then they'll screw you just the same
Highlight...yeah...sleeping...it's sad. Watching the Anna Nicole headlines roll in...and, wait, Senator Obama just took a shower and shaved with same shave gel that I USE!
Comments
Die, Why, Walk Down, Walk Down
A whole race Genocide,
Taken away all of our pride,
A whole race Genocide,
Taken away, watch them all fall down.
Revolution, the only solution,
The armed response of an entire nation,
Revolution, the only solution,
We've taken all your shit, now it's time for restitution.
Recognition, Restoration, Reparation,
Recognition, Restoration, Reparation,
Watch them all fall down.
Revolution, the only solution,
The armed response of an entire nation,
Revolution, the only solution,
We've taken all your shit, now it's time for restitution.
The plan was mastered and called Genocide (Never want to see you around)
Took all the children and then we died, (Never want to see you around)
The few that remained were never found, (Never want to see you around)
All in a system of Down......Down.....Down.......Down........Walk Down...........
Know
Cursed Earth, Cursed Earth, Cursed Earth, Cursed Earth.
I will never feed off the evergreen luster of your heart all because we all live in the valley of the walls when we speak we can peak from the windows of their mouths to see the land the women chant as they fly up to the sun.
You never think you know why,
Know, You never think you know why,
Know, You never think you know why,
Know, Ever think you know why,
Know.
Books all say different things while people flap their yellow wings trying
to soar by being a whore of life and almost everything the sheep that ran
off from the herd may be dead but now's a bird able to fly able to die able
to break your cursed earth
You never think you know why,
Know, You never think you know why,
Know, You never think you know why,
Know, Ever think you know why,
Know.
On the other side, on the other side, the other side,
Do you ever try to fly, Do you ever try to fly?
Have you ever wanted to die, you ever want to die?
Don't ever try to fly, don't ever try to fly,
Don't ever try to fly, unless you leave your body on the other side,
Never try to die, you ever try to die.
Know, You never think you know why,
Know, You never think you know why,
Know, You never think you know why,
Know, Ever think you know why, Know.
Watch them all fall down,
Revolution, the only solution,
The armed response of an entire nation,
Revolution, the only solution,
We've taken all your shit, now it's time for restitution.
The plan was mastered and called Genocide (Never want to see you around)
Took all the children and then we died, (Never want to see you around)
The few that remained were never found, (Never want to see you around)
All in a system , Down~
he had a voice that was strong and loud and
i swallowed his facade cos i'm so
eager to identify with
someone above the crowd
someone who seemed to feel the same
someone prepared to lead the way
got ya number than number than numb
Empty ya pockets son, they got you thinkin that
What ya need is what they sellin
Make you think that buyin is rebellin'
From the theaters to malls on every shore
The thin line between entertainment and war
The frontline is everywhere, there be no shelter here
Spielberg the nightmare works so push it far
Amistad was a whip, the truth feathered and tarred
Memories erased and burned and scarred
Trade in ya history for a VCR
Cinema, simulated life, ill drama
Fourth reich culture, Americana
Chained to the dream they got ya searchin for
The thin line between entertainment and war
There'll be no shelter here!
There'll be no shelter here!
There'll be no shelter here!
There'll be no shelter here!
The frontline is everywhere
Hospitals not profit full
The market bull's got pockets full
To advertise some hip disguise
View the world from American eyes
Tha poor adore keep feeding for more
Tha thin line between entertainment and war
They fix the need, develop the taste
Buy their products or get laid to waste
Coca-Cola is back in the veins of Saigon
And Rambo too, he's got a dope pair of Nikes on
Godzilla pure mother fuckin filler
Keeps your eyes off the real killer
Cinema, simulated life, ill drama
Fourth reich culture, Americana
Chained to the dream they got you searchin for
Tha thin line between entertainment and war
There'll be no shelter here!
There'll be no shelter here!
American eyes, American eyes
View the world from American eyes
Bury the past, rob us blind
And leave nothin behind
American eyes, American eyes
View the world from American eyes
Bury the past, rob us blind
And leave nothin behind
Just stare!
Relive the nightmare!
I met a holy man
His blindness was his wisdom
I'm such a lonely man
And as the world was turning
It rolled itself in pain
This does not seem to touch you
He pointed to the rain
You will see light in the darkness
You will make some sense of this
And when you've made your secret journey
You will find the love you miss
And on the days that followed
I listened to his words
I strained to understand him
I chased his thoughts like birds
You will see light in the darkness
You will make some sense of this
And when you've made your secret journey
You will find the love you miss
You will see light in the darkness
You will make some sense of this
You will see joy in this sadness
You will find this love you miss
And when you've made your secret journey
You will be a holy man
from my window to yours
They planned every detail, nothing could go wrong
Conntrol the youth to keep the country strong
An assigned occupation and a place to stay
1 brushstroke paints the whole world grey
With no individual, no room for dissent
The police came and off to jail he went
No grudges though he had no hate
For the ones who made a god their state
(chorus)you can take what you want from me
But you'll never rob me of my dignity, Dignity
Dignity is a matter of self respect
gotta be what you are not what others expect
His spirit was strong, he had no shame
for the political slime that was to blame
They beat him no matter what he said
Couldn't destroy what was in his head
He was the object of hate and anger
What didn't destroy him made him stronger
(chorus)
Summertime for the kids on the street
they're laughing, learning and running from the police
They won't accept mediocrity
They won't let others control their destiny
Where ever it is you go from here
You'r fault if you are controlled by fear
You're lucky as hell to live so free
So stand and fight for your dignity
"As a radio DJ who frequently gets asked what his top three favorite songs ever are, this one definately makes it up there on my list, I highly recommend a download if possible"
You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life
See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the dancing queen
Friday night and the lights are low
Looking out for the place to go
Where they play the right music, getting in the swing
You come in to look for a king
Anybody could be that guy
Night is young and the musics high
With a bit of rock music, everything is fine
Youre in the mood for a dance
And when you get the chance...
You are the dancing queen, young and sweet, only seventeen
Dancing queen, feel the beat from the tambourine
You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life
See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the dancing queen
Youre a teaser, you turn em on
Leave them burning and then youre gone
Looking out for another, anyone will do
Youre in the mood for a dance
And when you get the chance...
You are the dancing queen, young and sweet, only seventeen
Dancing queen, feel the beat from the tambourine
You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life
See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the dancing queen
-Enoch Powell
no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no
i don't know why you bother
nothing's ever good enough for you
i was there and it wasn't like that
you came here just to start a fight
you had to piss on our parade
you had to shred our big day
you had to ruin it for all concerned
in a drunken punchup at a wedding.
hypocrite opportunist
don't infect me with your poison
a bully in a china shop
when i turn round stay frozen to the spot.
you had to piss on our parade
you had to shred our big day
you had to ruin it for all concerned
in a drunken punchup at a wedding.
the pointless snide remarks
of hammerheaded sharks
the pot will call the kettle black
in a drunken punchup at a wedding.
no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no
Life in a Glass House ~ Radiohead
Once again, I'm in trouble with my only friend
She is papering the window panes
She is putting on a smile
Living in a glass house
Once again, packed like frozen food and battery hens
Think of all the starving millions
Don't talk politics and don't throw stones
Your royal highnesses
Well of course I'd like to sit around and chat
Well of course I'd like to stay and chew the fat
Well of course I'd like to sit around and chat
But someone's listening in.
Once again, we are hungry for a lynching
That's a strange mistake to make
You should turn the other cheek
Living in a glass house
Well of course I'd like to sit around and chat
Well of course I'd like to stay and chew the fat
Well of course I'd like to sit around and chat
But someone's listening in.
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
-Oscar Wilde
What does it have to do with me?
What is my reaction, what should it be?
Confronted by this latest atrocity
Driven to tears
Driven to tears
Driven to tears
Hide my face in my hands,
shame wells in my throat
My comfortable existence is
reduced to a shallow meaningless party
Seems that when some innocent die
All we can offer them is a page in a some magazine
Too many cameras and not enough food
'Cause this is what we've seen
Driven to tears
Driven to tears
Driven to tears
Protest is futile, nothing seems to get through
What's to become of our world, who knows what to do
Driven to tears
Driven to tears
Driven to tears
Driven to tears
Driven to tears
Driven to tears
but the illusion of knowledge.
~Daniel Boorstin
Only a life lived for others is worth living.
~Albert Einstein
And Your Bird Can Sing
You tell me that you've got everything you want
And your bird can sing
But you don't get me, you don't get me
You say you've seen seven wonders and your bird is green
But you can't see me, you can't see me
When your prized possessions start to wear you down
Look in my direction, i'll be round, i'll be round
When your bird is broken will it bring you down
You may be awoken, i'll be round, i'll be round
You tell me that you've heard every sound there is
And your bird can swim
But you can't hear me, you can't hear me
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
-Oscar Wilde
You can look a hurricane right in the eye
Twelve hundred people dead or left to die
Follow the leaders
Were it an eye for an eye
We'd all be blind
Death for murder, of this I'm sure
In this uncertain time
So come pull a sheet over my eyes
So I can sleep tonight
Despite what I've seen today
I find you guilty of the crime
Of sleeping at a time
When you should have been wide awake
Down on the road the world is floating by
The poor and undefended left behind
While you were somewhere trading lives for oil
as if the whole world were blind
So come pull a sheet over my eyes
So I can sleep tonight
Despite what I've seen today
I found you guilty of the crime
Of sleeping at a time
when you should have been wide awake
Come pull a sheet over my eyes
So I can sleep tonight
Despite what I've seen today
I find you guilty of the crime
Of sleeping at a time
when you should have been wide awake
At Break of Day - Bonnie 'Prince' Billy
I know the sun's about to come up
I close my eyes anyway
My mouth is dry and the sheets are cold
And will be still come break of day
You called me up just to surprise me
To hear my voice, see what I'd say
I only whispered, and then hung up
Whispered "wait til break of day"
At break of day I'm ending all of it
And so don't say you've had a ball
Dawn is mine, but I will share it
With whatever bird will wear it
On her body bare and pink
Now what do you think of break of day
I locked my door, I should unlock it
What if you should come this way
And in and have a drink and dancing
Dancing till the break of day
And then to bed we'd dance towards
And tiredly kiss and roll in hay
But waking in the evening I see
You left after break of day
At break of day I'm ending all of it
And so don't say you've had a ball
Dawn is mine, but I will share it
With whatever bird will wear it
On her body bare and pink
Now what do you think of break of day
At break of day I'm ending all of it
And so don't say you've had a ball
Dawn is mine, but I will share it
With whatever bird will wear it
On her body bare and pink
Now what do you think of break of day
I hate myself when I'm alone
It's just with you I feel okay
And so tomorrow you'll fell sorrow
When I am gone at break of day...
96: Cork, Dublin
00: Dublin
06: London, Dublin
07: London, Copenhagen, Nijmegen
09: Manchester, London
10: Dublin, Belfast, London & Berlin
11: San José
12: Isle of Wight, Copenhagen, Ed in Manchester & London x2
BILLY the Mountain
A regular picturesque
Postcardy mountain
Residing between lovely
Rosamond and Gorman
With his stunning wife ETHELL,
A tree!
A tree!
BILLY was a mountain
ETHELL was a tree
Growing off of his shoulder
BILLY was a mountain
(BILLY was a mountain!)
ETHELL was a tree
Growing off of his shoulder
(ETHELL was a tree growing off of his shoulder)
(hey, hey hey!)
Billy had two big
Caves for eyes,
With a cliff for a jaw
That would go up 'n down,
And whenever it did,
He'd puff out some dust,
And hack up a boulder
(HACK!)
Hack up a boulder
(HACK! HACK!)
Hack up a boulder
(HACK! HACK! HACK!)
Up a boulder
Now, one day, now I believe it was on a Tuesday, a man in a
checkered double-knit suit drove up in a large El Dorado
Cadillac, leased from BOB SPREEN . . .
("Where the freeways meet in Downey!")
. . . And he laid a HUGE, BULGING ENVELOPE right at the corner
of BILLY THE MOUNTAIN, that was right where his 'foot' was
supposed to be.
Now, BILLY THE MOUNTAIN, he couldn't believe it! All those
postcards he'd posed for, for ALL OF THOSE YEARS, and finally,
now, AT LAST, his Royalties!
Royalties!
Royalties . . .
Royalty check is in, honey!
Yes, BILLY THE MOUNTAIN was RICH! Yes, and his eyeball-caves,
they widened in amazement, and his jaw (which was a cliff), well
it dropped thirty feet!
A bunch of dust puffed out! Rocks and boulders hacked up, (hack!
hack!) crushing 'The LINCOLN'!
I gave him the money
He acted real funny
He hocked up a rock and
It TOTALLED my car!
Oh, do you
Know any trucks
Might be bound for THE VALLEY?
I don't wanna stand here
All night in this bar
(Dear Lord)
I don't wanna stand here
All night in this bar
(No shit!)
I don't wanna stand here
All night in this bar!
By two o'clock, when the bars are already closed down, BILLY had
broken 'THE BIG NEWS' to ETHELL. And with dust and boulders
everywhere, BILLY, choked with excitement, announced . . .
"ETHELL, we're going on a VACATION!"
Yes, and they WERE going on a vacation! (Oh, and ETHELL, ETHELL,
ETHELL, like every little woman, she of course was very excited!
She creaked a little bit, and some old birds flew off of her.)
BILLY told ETHELL they were going to . . . Yes! They were going
to NEW YORK!
"ETHELL, we're going to . . . New York!"
But first they were gonna stop in LAS VEGAS . . .
It's off to LAS VEGAS
to check out the lounges
Pull a few handles,
And drink a few beers,
(Oh, ETHELL!)
ETHELL, my darling,
you know that I love you!
I'm glad we could have a
Vacation this year!
(Oh, NEET-O!)
Glad we could have a
Vacation this year!
They left that night, crunchin' across the Mojave Desert . . .
their voices echoing through the canyons of your minds
(POO-AAH!)
"ETHELL, wanna get a cuppa cawfee?"
(Howard Johnson's! Howard Johnson's! Howard Johnson's!)
"Ahhh! there's a HOWARD JOHNSONS! Wanna eat some CLAMS?"
The first noteworhty piece of real estate they destroyed was
EDWARDS AIR FORCE BASE . . .
And TO THIS VERY DAY, 'Wing Nuts' and Data Reduction Clerks
alike, speak in reverent whispers about that fateful night when
TEST STAND #1 and THE ROCKET SLED ITSELF . . . (We have
ignition!) . . . got LUNCHED! I said LUNCHED! (Lunched!) By a
FAMOUS MOUNTAIN-IN and his SMALL, WOODEN WIFE.
"Word just in to the KTTV News Service undeniably links THIS
MOUNTAIN and HIS WIFE to drug abuse and pay-offs as part of a
San Joaquin Valley SMUT RING! However, we can assure parents in
the Southern California area that a recent NARCOTICS CRACK-DOWN,
in Torrance, Hawthorne, Lomita, Westchester, Playa Del Rey,
Santa Monica, Tujunga, Sunland, San Fernando, Pacoima, Sylmar,
Newhall, Canoga Park, Palmdale, Glendale, Irwindale, Rolling
Hills, Granada Hills, Shadow Hills,Cheviot Hills, will provide
the SECRET EVIDENCE the Palmdale Grand Jury has needed to seek a
CRIMINAL INDICTMENT, and pave the way for STIFFER LEGISLATION,
increased FEDERAL AID, and AVERT A CRIPPLING STRIKE of
Bartenders and Veterinarians throughout the INLAND EMPIRE . . .
"
WITHIN THE WEEK, Jerry Lewis had hosted a Telethon ("Wah wah
wah, nice lady!") to raise funds for the injured (injured . . .
) and homeless (homeless . . . ) in Glendale, as BILLY had just
levelled it, and, a few miles right outside of town, BILLY
caused a 'Oh Mein Papa' in the Earth's crust, right over the
SECRET UNDERGROUND DUMPS (right near the 'Jack-In-The-Box' on
Glenoaks) where they keep the POOLS OF OLD POISON GAS, and
OBSOLETE GERM BOMBS, just as a FREAK TORNADO cruised through . .
.
Yes, it was about three o'clock in the afternoon when little
Howard Kaplan was sitting on his porch ( "Toto . . . !") just
playing ( "Come on, Toto . . . !") and having a nice time with
his little accordion ("Toto . . . !"), and this weird wind came
up ("Toto . . . !"), direct from Glendale ("Toto . . . ! Toto .
. . !"), blowing these terrible germs in his direction ("Come
here, Toto . . . !"), and all of this caused ("Toto . . . !") by
a huge mountain ("Aunty Em!")!
"Somewhere over the rainbow, bluebirds fly . . . "
. . . sucking up two thirds of it (SUCK! SUCK! SUCK!) for
UNTIMELY DISPERSAL over VAST STRETCHES of WATTS!!!
Now, unless I misunderstood, it was right outside of Columbus,
Ohio when BILLY received his NOTICE TO REPORT for his INDUCTION
PHYSICAL. Now, lemme tell ya, ETHELL said, now ETHELL, ETHELL
said she wasn't gonna let him go!
"I'm not gonna let you go, BILLY!"
"THAT'S RIGHT! We now have CONFIRMED REPORTS from an INFORMED
ORANGE COUNTY MINISTER, that ETHELL is still an ACTIVE
COMMUNIST, and it is This Reporter's Opinion that she also
practices (COVEN!) WITCH-CRAFT!"
It was about this time that the telephone rang inside of the
SECRET BRIEFCASE belonging to THE ONE MORTAL MAN who might be
able to stop all of this senseless destruction and save 'AMERICA
HERSELF'! (And I'm sorry to disappoint some of you, it was not
Chief Reddin) This one MAN was STUDEBAKER HOCH, fantastic new
SUPER HERO of the CURRENT ECONOMIC SLUMP.
(Oh) Now, some folks say he looked like (he was like, he was
like) ZUBIN MEHTA (Zubin Mehta); still others say (others say
he), bullshit, honey (bullshit, man) he's just another greasy
guy who happened to be born next to the Frozen Beef Pies at
BONEY'S MARKET. (Others say he was just a, just a) Still others
say, John, piss on you, Jack! (crazy Italian) He's just a crazy
Italian who drove a RED CAR. You see (nobody knows for sure
'cause he was so), nobody ever really knew for sure, because
STUDEBAKER was so-o-o-o-o-o mysterious (mysterious) . . .
HE WAS SO
(He was so, he was so!)
MYSTERIOUS!
HE WAS SO
(He was so, he was so!)
MYSTERIOUS!
'Cuz when a person gets to be
Such a HERO, folks,
And MARVELOUS BEYOND COMPUTE,
You can never REALLY TELL
About a GUY LIKE THAT
(Whether he's really a NICE PERSON
Or if he just SMILES A LOT),
(What?)
Or if he has a son named 'PINOCCHIO',
Or what?
Whether he's really a NICE PERSON or if he has a son named
'PINOCCHIO' or what?
Some men say he could FLY
Some men say he could SWIM
Others say he could SING (like NEIL SEDAKA),
And all the girls in FLUSHING
Would be AMAZED of HIM
(Two, Three!)
AMAZED of HIM!
(Amazed!)
Time passes . . .
January, February, March, July . . .
Wednesday . . .
August . . .
Irwindale . . .
. . . 2:30 in the afternoon, Sunday, Monday . . .
Funny Cars!
Walnut!
Friday
City of Industry . . .
Big John Mazmanian!
So when the phone rang
In the secret briefcase,
A strong masculine hand
With a Dudley Do-Right wristwatch
And flexy bracelet
GRABBED IT
And answered
In a deep, calmly assured voice:
"So . . . ah . . . yeah, yeah, hello already . . . what? . . .
Well, yeah? . . . Ah, are you kidding . . . ? You're not kidding
. . . a mountain . . . ? With a tree growing off of its shoulder
. . . ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man . . . ah, listen, by the way,
before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with
the pencil on the front . . . ? Yeah . . . ? Yeah, you should
move some of those for me, we're having a lot of . . . listen,
so kiss little Jakee on the head . . . and, ah, how's your
wife's hemorrhoids? Oh, that's too bad . . . Listen . . . so
you've got a mountain, with a tree, listen, causing . . . oh,
my! Well, let me write this down . . . sorta take a few notes
here . . . yeah . . . ? To El Segundo, huh? Causing UNTOLD
DESTRUCTION? (my baby, my baby) Wanted for DRAFT EVASION? An
expense account? And per diem, too?"
SOME MEN SAY HE COULD DANCE!
They said he could DANCE, and, of course, THEY were right!
Ladies and Gentlemen, this is it: THE STUDEBAKER HOCH DANCING
LESSON & COSMIC PRAYER FOR GUIDANCE featuring Aynsley Dunbar,
hit it!
Hey! Twirly, twirly, twirly, twirly, twirly!
Fillmore, Fillmore, Fillmore, Fillmore . . . Hey!
RIGHT HAND FROM THE HEART-UH
LEFT HAND FROM THE HEART-UH
RIGHT HAND FROM THE HEART-UH
LEFT HAND FROM THE LEFT SHOULDER
TO THE HEART-Uh
Fillmore, Fillmore, Fillmore, Fillmore . . .
NOBODY can DANCE like STUDEBAKER HOCH! So many rumors have
spread about STUDEBAKER HOCH! (A rumor . . . a rumor . . . )
Consider this rumor (a rumor . . . ), which was published (a
rumor . . . ) about three weeks ago in ROLLING STONE!
Oh, it's gotta be true!
STUDEBAKER HOCH can write THE LORD'S Prayer on the head of a
pin!
"NO!"
Do-do-do-do-do,
Doot-doot-do DO DO DO!
Do-do-do-do-do,
Doot-doot-do DO!
etc.
(I'm so HIP!)
BEEF PIES!
He was born next to the BEEF PIES,
Underneath JONI MITCHELL'S autographed picture,
Right beside ELLIOT ROBERTS' big Bank Book,
Next to the boat
Where CROSBY flushed away all his stash
And the cops
Got him in the boat and drove away
To THE CAN
Where Neil Young slipped another disc
FROZE-ing by the PIES!
FROZE-ing by the PIES!
(And that was the main influence on HIM!)
The influence of a Frozen Beef Pie!
Boldly springing into action, he phoned his wife (who ran a
modeling school), WHEREUPON HE . . . yes, HE ran around the back
of 'THE BROADWAY' at Hollywood Boulevard and Vine to see if he
could find himself some big large, un-used cardboard boxes (no
shit!)
After which, he hit up the RALPH'S on Sunset for some 'AUNT
JEMIMA SYRUP', some 'KAISER BROILER FOIL', and a pair of blunt
scissors! Hey-hey!
Yes! Yes, and in the parking lot of RALPH'S, where "no prizes
are lower prizes than RALPH'S," in the parking lot of RALPH'S
(in between a pair of customized trucks where nobody was
looking), he cut out some really, really, really NICE WINGS, and
he covered them thoroughly with foil!
Thorough-LY wi-TH (e-e-e-e-e) FOIL-L-L!
Then he took those 'WINGS' and wedged one under each of his
powerful arms and sneaked into a telephone booth . . .
YES!! Yes! And then he SHUT THE FUCKING DOOR! And he pulled down
his blue denim policeman type trouser pants, and he spread even
amounts of AUNT JEMIMA maple syrup all over the inside of his
legs!
Soon the booth was filling with flies!
(Help me, help me, help me!)
He held open the legs of his boxer shorts so they could all get
in (Yes! Yeah!), and when each and every one of those little
cocksuckin' flies had gone into his pants, and they were lapping
up all that maple syrup, he bent over and he put his head
between his legs and he said in a very clear, impressive, RON
HUBBARD-type voice . . .
"NEW YORK!"
. . . and the booth and everything lifted up, out of the parking
lot, and into the sky!
STUDEBAKER HOCH
YEAH, YEAH
STUDEBAKER HOCH
STU-DE-BAKER HOCH!
STUDEBAKER HOCH
YEAH, YEAH
STUDEBAKER HOCH
STU-DE-BAKER HOCH!
He's coating his legs
With AUNT JEMIMA syrup up and down!
His shorts'll be filled with flies
That will be buzzing all around!
Stoodlabaker Hoch:
He's really outa sight!
Stoodlabaker Hoch:
He does it every night!
Stoodlabaker Hoch:
He treats the flies all right
STOODLA-BAKER HOCH
That's why they never bite, hey!
(Please to New York!
Fly to New York!)
He could be a DOG
Or a FROG
Or a LESBIAN QUEEN!
(Fly to New York!)
He could be a NARK
Or a LADY MARINE!
Or he might play dirty!
He's OVER THIRTY!
(Getting old? Say! I don't know!)
His peculiar attire
And the flies he require
Keep leading him on
'Cause ETHELL is gone
They keep leading him on
'Cause ETHELL is gone
And THE MOUNTAIN she's on
And speaking of mountains, we'll join STUDEBAKER HOCH on the
edge of BILLY THE MOUNTAIN's mouth. Take it away:
"Ah . . . ya, ya, ya, hey-ah BILLY, ah, listen . . . I've come
to REASON with you! Our GREAT COUNTRY needs you in the Armed
Forces! Your NUMBER came up . . . you can't go on running like
this forever."
Oh! But ETHELL just shook her twigs angrily, but STUDEBAKER
HOCH, calm, cool, collected, and UN-ferturbed, continued . .
.
"Ya, well listen, you (cough cough) . . . listen, you COMMUNIST
SON-OF-A-BITCH! You better get your ass down there for your
fuckin' physical, or I'll see to it that you get used for FILL
DIRT in some impending New Jersey MARSH RECLAMATION . . . and
your girl-friend there will wind up disguised as a series of
brooms, primitive ironing boards (or a DOG HOUSE) . . . get the
(cough, cough), GET THE PICTURE?"
Yeah, well, BILLY just laughed:
"HO, HO, HO! If they think they're gonna draft ME, they're
CRAZY!"
Unfortunately, because STUDEBAKER HOCH was standing on the edge
of BILLY THE MOUNTAIN's mouth when the giant mountain laughed,
STUDEBAKER HOCH lost his footing and fell, screaming, two
hundred feet into the rubble below!
"Aaahhhhh . . . oh fuck, I'm gonna need a TRUSS . . . "
Oh, listen, that only goes to show you, and it'll show you once
again that . . .
A Mountain is something
You don't wanna fuck with
You don't wanna fuck with
Don't fuck around
(Don't fuck around)
Don't fuck with BILLY (No!)
And don't fuck with ETHELL
(You saw what just happened
To the guy with the flies!)
DON'T FUCK AROUND!
DON'T FUCK AROUND!
DON'T FUCK AROUND!
With
Biddilly, Biddilly
Biddilly, Biddilly, Biddilly
BIDDILLY
THE
MOUNTIN-INNNNNNN!
(Eddie, are you kidding?)
Eddie, are you kidding?
days pass and this emptiness fills my heart
when I want to run away
I drive off in my car
but whichever way I go
I come back to the place you are
all my instincts, they return
and the grand facade, so soon will burn
without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside
in your eyes
the light the heat
in your eyes
I am complete
in your eyes
I see the doorway to a thousand churches
in your eyes
the resolution of all the fruitless searches
in your eyes
I see the light and the heat
in your eyes
oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light
the heat I see in your eyes
love, I don't like to see so much pain
so much wasted and this moment keeps slipping away
I get so tired of working so hard for our survival
I look to the time with you to keep me awake and alive
and all my instincts, they return
and the grand facade, so soon will burn
without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside
in your eyes
the light the heat
in your eyes
I am complete
in your eyes
I see the doorway to a thousand churches
in your eyes
the resolution of all the fruitless searches
in your eyes
I see the light and the heat
in your eyes
oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light,
the heat I see in your eyes
in your eyes in your eyes
in your eyes in your eyes
in your eyes in your eyes
Nevermind the cheesy collection of pics these people put up, I just wanted to post the song.
"The Ize Of The World" ~ The Strokes
I think I know what you mean but watch what you say
'cause they'll be try to knock you down in some way
Sometimes it feels like the world is falling asleep
How do you wake someone up from inside a dream?
Your mind would wander and searched for its place in the night
Your body followed this feeling like following light
Once that your music was born it followed you 'round
And then it gave your activities meaning and let you be loud
You're sad but you smile
It not in your eyes
Your eyeballs won't change
It's the muscles around your eyes
An egg to fertilize
A pulse to stabilize
A body to deodorize
A life to scrutinize
A child to criticize
Young adults to modernize
Citizens to terrorize
Generations to desensitize
You're dreams are sweet and obsessed
And your overworked
You're overtaken by visions of being overlooked
How disappointed would D.(ead) I.(dealistic) D.(esperate) I.(nventor) P.(ioneer) P.(hilosophers)
Be to see such power in our hands all wasted on greed
Am I a prisoner to instincts?
Or do my thoughts just live
As free and detached
As boats to the dock?
Just like when music was born
And detached from your heart
Is your free time to free minds
Or for falling apart?
Night after night
You turn out the light
You don't fall asleep right away
"Are we... are we done?"
A desk to organize
A product to advertise
A market to monopolize
Movie stars you idolize
Leaders to scandalize
Enemies to neutralize
No time to apologize
Fury to tranquilize
Weapons to synchronize
Cities to vapor-i
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
-Oscar Wilde
radio baghdad
Suffer not
Your neighbor's affliction
Suffer not
Your neighbor's paralysis
But extend your hand
Extend your hand
Lest you vanish in the city
And be but a trace
Just a vanished ghost
And your legacy
All the things you knew
Science, mathematics, thought
Severely weakened
Like irrigation systems
In the tired veins forming
From the Tigris and Euphrates
In the realm of peace
All the world revolved
All the world revolved
Around a perfect circle
City of Baghdad
City of scholars
Empirical humble
Center of the world
City in ashes
City of Baghdad
City of Baghdad
Abrasive aloof
Oh, in Mesopotamia
Aloofness ran deep
Deep in the veins of
the great rivers
That form the base
Of Eden
And the tree
The tree of knowledge
Held up its arms
To the sky
All the branches of knowledge
All the branches of knowledge
Cradling
Cradling
Civilization
In the realm of peace
All the world revolved
Around a perfect circle
Oh Baghdad
Center of the world
City of ashes
With its great mosques
Erupting from the mouth of god
Rising from the ashes like
a speckled bird
Splayed against the mosaic sky
Oh, clouds around
We created the zero
But we mean nothing to you
You would believe
That we are just some mystical tale
We are just a swollen belly
That gave birth to Sinbad, Scheherazade
We gave birth
Oh, oh, to the zero
The perfect number
We invented the zero
And we mean nothing to you
Our children run through
the streets
And you sent your flames
Your shooting stars
Shock and awe
Shock and awe
Like some, some
Imagined warrior production
Twenty-first century
No chivalry involved
No Bushido
Oh, the code of the West
Long gone
Never been
Where does it lie?
You came, you came
Through the west
Annihilated a people
And you come to us
But we are older than you
You come you wanna
You wanna come and
rob the cradle
Of civilization
And you read yet you read
You read Genesis
You read of the tree
You read of the tree
Beget by god
That raised its branches into the sky
Every branch of knowledge
Of the cradle of civilization
Of the banks of the Tigris
and the Euphrates
Oh, in Mesopotamia
Aloofness ran deep
The face of Eve turning
What sky did she see
What garden beneath her feet
The one you drill
You drill
Pulling the blood of the earth
Little droplets of oil for bracelets
Little jewels
Sapphires
You make bracelets
Round your own world
We are weeping tears
Rubies
We offer them to you
We are just
Your Arabian nightmare
We invented the zero
But we mean nothing to you
Your Arabian nightmare
City of stars
City of scholarship
Science
City of ideas
City of light
City
City of ashes
That the great Caliph
Walked through
His naked feet formed a circle
And they built a city
A perfect city of Baghdad
In the realm of peace
And all the world revolved
And they invented
And they mean nothing to you
Nothing to you
Nothing
Go to sleep
Go to sleep my child
Go to sleep
And I'll sing you a lullaby
A lullaby for our city
A lullaby of Baghdad
Go to sleep
Sleep my child
Sleep
Sleep
Sleep
Run
Run
Run
Run
You sent your lights
Your bombs
You sent them down on our city
Shock and awe
Like some crazy t.v. show
They're robbing the cradle
of civilization
They're robbing the cradle
of civilization
They're robbing the cradle
of civilization
Suffer not
The paralysis of your neighbor
Suffer not
But extend your hand
plenty of time
take these chains
from my eyes
so alive
gettin 'it prime
take 'em there
before you die
why be satisfied
we've got all night
please be here
top of the stairs
no place for
the president
build some fears
left outside
fuck, be content
to just get by
why be satisfied
we've got all night
you scream and wail
you see who cares
scream and wail
see who cares
life has nothin' to do with
killin' time
so why be satisfied
we've got... all night
we've got all night
we've got all night
__________________
Bring it on cause I'm no victim
b nice loves pearl jam like ed vedder loves america
NEIL YOUNG
"Piece Of Crap"
Tried to save the trees
Bought a platsic bag
The bottom fell out
It was a piece of crap
Saw it on the tube
Bought it on the phone
Now you're home alone
It's a piece of crap
I tried to plug in it
I tried to turn it on
When I got it home
It was a piece of crap
Got it from a friend
On him you can depend
I found out in the end
It was a piece of crap
I'm trying to save the trees
I saw it on TV
They cut the forest down
To build a piece of crap
I went back to the store
They gave me four more
The guy told me at the door
It's a piece of crap
96: Cork, Dublin
00: Dublin
06: London, Dublin
07: London, Copenhagen, Nijmegen
09: Manchester, London
10: Dublin, Belfast, London & Berlin
11: San José
12: Isle of Wight, Copenhagen, Ed in Manchester & London x2
half-assed
you start trippin
and i start slippin away
i was taught to zip it
if i got nothin nice to say
and down in the texas of my heart
driving a really big truck
headed down a dirt road
my love is scrunchin up its features
the really big eyes
big lips, big nose
just show me a moment that is mine
its beauty blinding and unsurpassed
make me forget every moment that went by
and left me so half-hearted
cuz i felt it so half-assed
you are an unruly translucent
a dirty windshield with a shifting view
so many cunning running landscapes
for my dented door to open into
i just wanna tune out all the billboards
weld myself a mental shield
i just wanna put down all the pressures
and feel how i really feel
just show me a moment that is mine
its beauty blinding and unsurpassed
make me forget every moment that went by
and left me so half-hearted
cuz i felt it so half-assed
spring is super in the supermarkets
and the strawberries prance and glow
never mind that they're all kinda tart and tasteless
as strawberries go
meanwhile wild things are not for sale
anymore than they are for show
so i'll be outside, in love with the kind of beauty
it takes more than eyes to know
just show me a moment that is mine
its beauty blinding and unsurpassed
and i'll forget every moment that went by
and left me so half-hearted
cuz i felt it so half-assed
shroud
i had to leave the house of fashion
go forth naked from its doors
cuz women should be allies
not competitors
and i had to leave the house of god
cuz the cross replaced the wheel
and the goddesses were out in the garden
with the plants that nourish and heal
i had to leave the house of privilege
spend christmas homeless and feeling bad
to learn that privilege is a headache
that you don't know that you don't have
and i had to leave the house of television
to start noticing the clouds
it's amazing the stuff you see
when you finally shed that shroud
i had to leave the house of conformity
in order to make art
i had to be more or less true
to learn to tell the two apart
and i had to leave the house of fear
just about as soon as i could crawl
ignore my face on the wanted posters
stuck to the post office wall
i had to leave the house of self-importance
to doodle my first tattoo
realize a tattoo is no more permanent
than i am, and who
ever said that life is suffering
i think they had their finger on the pulse of joy
ain't the power of transcendence
the greatest one we can employ
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
-Oscar Wilde
no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no
i don't know why you bother
nothing's ever good enough for you
i was there and it wasn't like that
you've come here just to start a fight
you had to piss on our parade
you had to shred our big day
you had to ruin it for all concerned
in a drunken punchup at a wedding.
hypocrite, opportunist
don't infect me with your poison
a bully in a china shop
when i turn round you stay frozen to the spot.
and the pointless, snide remarks
of hammerheaded sharks
the pot will call the kettle black
in a drunken punchup at a wedding.
no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no
he had a voice that was strong and loud and
i swallowed his facade cos i'm so
eager to identify with
someone above the crowd
someone who seemed to feel the same
someone prepared to lead the way
they don't eat, don't sleep
they don't feed, they don't seethe
bare their gums when they moan and squeak
lick the dirt off a larger one's feet
they don't push, don't crowd
congregate until they're much too loud
fuck to procreate till they are dead
drink the blood of their so called best friend
they don't scurry when something bigger comes their way
don't pack themselves together and run as one
don't shit where they're not supposed to
don't take what's not theirs, they don't compare
they don't scam, don't fight
don't oppress an equals given rights
starve the poor so they can be well fed
line their holes with the dead ones bread
they don't scurry when something bigger comes their way
don't pack themselves together and run as one
don't shit where they're not supposed to
don't take what's not theirs, they don't compare...
they don't scurry when something bigger comes their way
don't pack themselves together and run as one
don't shit where they're not supposed to
don't take what's not theirs, they don't compare...
rats...they don't compare
rats...they don't compare
ben, the two of us need look no more
ben, the two of us need look no more
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
-Oscar Wilde
New kind of cute - Mandy Meng
Well I’ve never been much for sipping white wine
or drinking cool spritzers of any kind
I’d rather go for beer and hang with my friends
and belch if I have to and not care who I offend,
I don’t think salad’s a regular meal
and I don’t think your friend has sex appeal
I’d rather eat burgers and drink margaritas
the guy I take home looks more like Anthony Kiedis
Some say I should tone it down
find a good man and settle down
I say I’m just getting started
I am the new kind of cute
I don’t spend much time in (…) and dresses,
I don’t have abs of steel
and don’t take aerobic classes
I’d rather wear jeans and white t-shirts
I’d rather go hiking and camp in the dirt
I don’t spend much time on my make up and hair
and I don’t wear high heels or thong underwear
I love getting dirty and getting into trouble
I love laughing loud and blowing big gum bubbles
and yes pink is my favourite colour but it’s the colour of my (…)
not of my sweater
(...)from the top of my head to the bottom of my shoes
yes I am the new kind of cute.
naděje umírá poslední
-Toaster
TOASTER!
Surrounded by all of his killing men.
Telling us who, why, where and when,
President kill wants killing again.
Hooray, ring out the bells,
King conscience is dead.
Hooray, now back in your cells,
Weve president kill instead.
Here comes president kill again.
Broadcasting from his killing den.
Dressed in pounds and dollars and yen,
President kill wants killing again.
Hooray, hang out the flags,
Queen caring is dead.
Hooray, well stack body bags,
For president kill instead.
Aint democracy wonderful?
Them russians cant win!
Aint democracy wonderful?
Lets us vote someone like that in.
Here comes president kill again,
From pure white house to number 10.
Taking lives with a smoking pen,
President kill wants killing again.
Hooray, everythings great,
Now president kill is dead.
Hooray, Ill bet you cant wait,
To vote for president kill instead...
If you just close your eyes you can feel the enemy.
When I first met you girl, you had fire in your soul.
What happened t'your face of melting snow
Now it looks like this!
And you can swallow or you can spit
You can throw it up, or choke on it
And you can dream, so dream out loud
You know that your time is coming round
So don't let the bastards grind you down.
No, nothing makes sense, nothing seems to fit.
I know you'd hit out if you only knew who to hit.
And I'd join the movement
If there was one I could believe in
Yeah, I'd break bread and wine
If there was a church I could receive in.
'Cause I need it now.
To take the cup
To fill it up, to drink it slow.
I can't let you go.
And I must be an acrobat
To talk like this and act like that.
And you can dream, so dream out loud
And don't let the bastards grind you down.
What are we going to do now it's all been said?
No new ideas in the house, and every book's been read.
And I must be an acrobat
To talk like this and act like that.
And you can dream, so dream out loud
And you can find your own way out.
And you can build, and I can will
And you can call, I can't wait until
You can stash and you can seize
In dreams begin responsibilities
And I can love, and I can love
And I know that the tide is turning 'round
So don't let the bastards grind you down.
There's so many of us. There's so many of us. There's so many.
There's so many of us. There's so many of us. There's so many.
There's so many of us. There's so many of us. There's so many.
There's so many of us. There's so many of us. There's so many.
There's so many of us. There's so many of us. There's so many.
There's so many of us. There's so many of us. There's so many.
Let's have a war;
So you can go and die.
Let's have a war;
We could all use the money.
Let's have a war;
We need the space.
Let's have a war;
Clean out this place.
It already started in the city.
Suburbia will be just as easy.
There's so many of us. There's so many of us. There's so many.
There's so many of us. There's so many of us. There's so many.
There's so many of us. There's so many of us. There's so many.
There's so many of us. There's so many of us. There's so many.
Let's have a war;
Jack up the Dow Jones.
Let's have a war;
It can start in New Jersey.
Let's have a war;
Blame it on the middle-class.
Let's have a war;
We're like rats in a cage.
It already started in the city.
Suburbia will be just as easy.
There's so many of us. There's so many of us. There's so many.
There's so many of us. There's so many of us. There's so many.
There's so many of us. There's so many of us. There's so many.
There's so many of us. There's so many of us. There's so many.
Let's have a war;
Sell the rights to the networks.
Let's have a war;
Let our wallets get fat like last time.
Let's have a war;
Give guns to the queers.
Let's have a war;
The enemy's within.
It already started in the city.
Suburbia will be just as easy.
It already started in the city.
Suburbia will be just as easy.
It already started in the city.
Suburbia will be just as easy.
It already started in the city.
Suburbia will be just as easy.
It already started in the city.
Suburbia will be just as easy.
Say hello...to the rug's topography
It holds quite a lot of interest with your face down on it
Say hello...to the shrinking in your head
You can't see it but you know its there so don't neglect it
I'm taking her home with me...all dressed in white
She's got everything I need...pharmacy keys
She's falling hard for me...I can see it in her eyes
She acts just like a nurse....with all the other guys
Say hello...to all the apples on the ground
They were once in your eyes but you sneezed them out while sleeping
Say hello...to everything you've left behind
It's even more a part of your life now that you can't touch it
I'm taking her home with me...all dressed in white
She's got everything I need...ome pills in a little cup
She's falling hard for me...I can see it in her eyes
She acts just like a nurse...with all the other guys
She's got everything I need...pharmacy keys
She acts just like a nurse...with all the other guys
Say hello to the rug's topography
Peter Gabriel - That Voice Again
I want to be with you
I want to be clear
But each time I try
Its the voice I hear
I hear that voice again
I'm listening to the conversation
Judge and jury in my head
Its colouring everything
All we did and said
And still I head that sharp tongue talking
Talking tangled words
I can sense the danger
Just listen to the wind
I want you close I want you near
I cant help but listen
But I don't want to hear
Hear that voice again
I want to be with you
I want to be clear
But each time I try
Its the voice I hear
I hear that voice again
Im hearing right and wrong so clearly
There must be more than this
Its only in uncertainty
That were naked and alive
I hear it through the rattle of a streetcar
Hear it through the things you said
I can get so scared
Listen to the wind
I want you close I want you near
I cant help but listen
But I don't want to hear
Hear that voice again
What I carry in my heart
Brings us so close or so far apart
Only love can make love
I want you close I want you near
I cant help but listen
But I don't want to hear
I hear that voice again
I want to be with you
I want to be clear
But each time I try
Its the voice I hear
I hear that voice again
and the sewers are all muddied with a thousand lonely suicides
and a dark wind blows
the government is corrupt
and we're on so many drugs
with the radio on and the curtains drawn
we're trapped in the belly of this horrible machine
and the machine is bleeding to death
the sun has fallen down
and the billboards are all leering
and the flags are all dead at the top of their poles
it went like this:
the buildings tumbled in on themselves
mothers clutching babies picked through the rubble
and pulled out their hair
the skyline was beautiful on fire
all twisted metal stretching upwards
everything washed in a thin orange haze
i said: "kiss me, you're beautiful -
these are truly the last days"
you grabbed my hand and we fell into it
like a daydream or a fever
we woke up one morning and fell a little further down -
for sure it's the valley of death
i open up my wallet
and it's full of blood
Dead Flag Blues - Godspeed You Black Emperor
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
-Oscar Wilde
your basic average super star
is singing about justice
and peace
and love
and i am glaring at the radio,
swearing
saying that's just what i was afraid of
the system gives you just enough
to make you think that you see change
they will sing you right to sleep
and then they'll screw you just the same
but i will wait
yes, i will wait for the truth
they think i make a big deal about nothing
but they still think i'm
kinda cute
they joke about the status quo
to break the ice
once the ice is broken
i hope they all fall through
'cause this is no joke to me
they don't fool me
with their acts of sensitivity
they too shall pass
just like everyone
who's only here for my ass
and i can't wait
oh i can't wait till they get their due
baby i've only got a minute
baby i have to go
a minute is all my life
will ever allow
let's grow old
and die together
let's do it now
because you'll do all the jobs
no one else will do
and you'll step aside
and you will let me come through
you have all my respect
i'll leave it here when i go
maybe i never told you, baby
maybe you don't know
but maybe if we wait
if we wait things will improve
maybe we just wait
and things will improve
you know, they've got to improve
your basic average superstar
is singing about justice
and peace
and love
and i am glaring at the radio
swearing
saying that's just what i was afraid of
the system gives you just enough
to make you think that you see change
they'll sing you right to sleep
and then they'll screw you just the same
he says i know you have to go
you have gone before
we are fighting on two different fronts
of the same war
but no matter what else
i will do
i will wait for you
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
-Oscar Wilde
Highlight...yeah...sleeping...it's sad. Watching the Anna Nicole headlines roll in...and, wait, Senator Obama just took a shower and shaved with same shave gel that I USE!
from my window to yours