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Mindshaker Meltdown
Mother Love Bone

that old viscious screaming within
the talk of the building with the crash about
and broken glass it slides across his skin
they both cry till exhausted and wind up in each other's arms
it's a mindshaker meltdown
it's a spreading disease
i've seen it before girl, i hope they come after me
cause i'm a bad motherfucker, selfish and sick
you better say your prayers baby cause it's coming down quick
it's a mindshaker meltdown
it's a spreading disease
it's a mindshaker meltdown
i hope they come after me
he lost control, her voice like a fire alarm
realize he could've hurt his love without knowing it at all
it seems he transforms when she screams her song
possesed by a broken window and her crying for love
it's a mass jubilation, with jesters and thieves
a kind of group masturbation as they crucify me
cause i'm a hollywood dreamboy, a pinup in their eyes
i represent mama all you despise

Hurricane-bob dylan

Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall.
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood,
Cries out, "My God, they killed them all!"
Here comes the story of the Hurricane,
For somethin' that he never done.
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.
Three bodies lyin' there does Patty see
And another man named Bello, movin' around mysteriously.
"I was only robbin' the register, I hope you understand.
I saw them leavin'," he says, and he stops
"One of us had better call up the cops."
And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin'
In the hot New Jersey night.
Meanwhile, far away in another part of town
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin' around.
Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down
When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road
Just like the time before and the time before that.
In Paterson that's just the way things go.
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin' around
He said, "I saw two men runnin' out, they looked like middleweights
They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates."
And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head.
Cop said, "Wait a minute, boys, this one's not dead"
So they took him to the infirmary
Four in the mornin' and they haul Rubin in,
Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs.
The wounded man looks up through his one dyin' eye
Says, "Wha'd you bring him in here for? He ain't the guy!"
Yes, here's the story of the Hurricane,
For somethin' that he never done.
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.
Four months later, the ghettos are in flame,
Rubin's in South America, fightin' for his name
While Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game
And the cops are puttin' the screws to him, lookin' for somebody to blame.
"Remember that murder that happened in a bar?"
"You think you'd like to play ball with the law?"
"Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin' that night?"
We got you for the motel job and we're talkin' to your friend Bello
You'll be doin' society a favor.
That sonofabitch is brave and gettin' braver.
We want to put his ass in stir
We want to pin this triple murder on him
He ain't no Gentleman Jim."
Rubin could take a man out with just one punch
It's my work, he'd say, and I do it for pay
And when it's over I'd just as soon go on my way
Where they try to turn a man into a mouse.
All of Rubin's cards were marked in advance
The judge made Rubin's witnesses drunkards from the slums
Rubin Carter was falsely tried.
How can the life of such a man
Be in the palm of some fool's hand?
Couldn't help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land
Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell
An innocent man in a living hell.
That's the story of the Hurricane,
And give him back the time he's done.
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.

Coma-Guns N Roses

Hey you caught me in a coma
And I don't think I wanna
Ever come back to this...world again
Kinda like it in a coma
'Cause no one's ever gonna
Oh, make me come back to this...world again
Now I feel as if I'm floating away
I can't feel all the pressure
And I like it this way
But my body's callin'
My body's callin'
Won't ya come back to this...world again
Suspended deep in a sea of black
I've got the light at the end
I've got the bones on the mast
Well I've gone sailin',
I've gone sailin'
I could leave so easily
While friends are calling back to me
I said they're
They're leaving it all up to me
When all I needed was clarity
And someone to tell me
What the fuck is going on
Goddamn it

Slippin' farther an farther away
It's a miracle how long we can stay
In a world our minds created
In a world that's full of shit

Help me
Help me
Help me
Help me
Bastard

Please understand me
I'm climbin' through the wreckage
Of all my twisted dreams
But this cheap investigation just Can't stifle all my screams
And I'm waitin' at the crossroads
Waiting for you
Waiting for you
Where are you?

No one's gonna bother me anymore
No one's gonna mess with my head no more
I can't understand what all the fightin's for
But it's so nice here down off the shore
I wish you could see this
'Cause there's nothing to see
It's peaceful here and it's fine with me
Not like the world where I used to live
I never really wanted to live
Zap him again
Zap the son of a bitch again

Ya live your life like it's a coma
So won't you tell me why we'd wanna
With all the reasons you give it's
It's kinda hard to believe
But who am I to tell you that I've Seen any reason why you should stay
Matbe we'd be better off
Without you anyway
You got a one way ticket
On your last chance ride
Gotta one way ticket
To your suicide
Gotta one way ticket
An there's no way out alive
An all this crass communication
That has left you in the cold
Isn't much for consolation
When you feel so weak and old
But is home is where the heart is
Then there's stories to be told
No you don't need a doctor
No one else can heal your soul

Got your mind in submission
Got your life on the line
But nobody pulled the trigger
They just stepped aside
They be down by the water
While you watch 'em waving goodbye
They be callin' in the morning
They be hangin' on the phone
They be waiting for an answer
When you know nobody's home
And when the bell's stopped ringing
It was nobody's fault but your own
There were always ample warnings
There were always subtle signs
And you would have seen it comin'
But we gave you too much time
And when you said
That no one's listening
Why'd your best friend drop a dime
Sometimes we get so tired of waiting
For a way to spend our time
An "It's so easy" to be social
"It's so easy" to be cool
Yeah it's easy to be hungry
When you ain't got shit to lose
And I wish that I could help you
With what you hope to find
But I'm still out here waiting
Watching reruns of my life
When you reach the point of breaking
Know it's gonna take some time
To heal the broken memories
That another man would need
Just to survive

Pearls of swine bereft of me
Long and weary my road has been
I was lost in the cities
Alone in the hills
No sorrow or pity for the leaving I feel

(chorus)
I am not your rolling wheels
I am the highway
I am not your carpet ride
I am the sky

Friends and liars don't wait for me
I'll get on by myself
I put millions of miles
Under my heels
And still too close to you
I feel

(chorus)
I am not your rolling wheels
I am the highway
I am not your carpet ride
I am the sky
I am not your blowing wind
I am the lightening
I am not your autumn moon
I am the night

Word Game-csn

Would you knock a man down if you didn't like the cut of his clothes?
Could you put a man away if you don't want to hear what he knows?
Well, it's happening right here, people dying of fear by the droves.
And I know most of you either don't believe it's true
or else you don't know what to do, or maybe I'm singing about you, who knows?

It's incredibly sick, you can feel it as across the land it flows.
Prejudice is slick, when it's a word game it festers and grows.
Move along quick, it furthers one to have somewhere to go.
You can feel it as it's rumbling, let emotions keep a-tumbling,
then, as cities start to crumbling, mostly empty bellies grumbling here we go.

People see somebody different, fear is the first reaction shown.
Then they think they've got him licked, the barbaric hunt begins and they move in slow.
A human spirit is devoured, the remains left to carrion crow.
I was told that life is change and yet history remains, does it always stay the same?
Do we shrug it off and say, ‘only God knows?’

By and by, somebody usually goes down to the ghetto,
try and help, but they don't know why folks treat them cold.
And the rich keep getting richer, and the rest of us just keep getting old.
You see, one must have a mission in order to be a good Christian,
if you don't you will be missing High Mass or the evening show,
and the well fed masters reap the harvests of the polluted seeds they've sown.
Smug and self-righteous, they bitch about people they owe.
And you can't prove them wrong, they're so God damn sure they know.

I have seen these things with my very own eyes,
and defended my battered soul, it must be too tough to die.
American propaganda, South African lies will not force me to take up arms,
that's my enemy's pride and I won't fight by his rules, that's foolishness besides.
His ignorance is gonna do him in and nobody's gonna cry
because his children, they are growing up and plainly tired of putting up
with bigots and their silver cups, they're fed up, they might throw up on you, alright.

The Day I Tried To Live

I woke the same as any other day
Except a voice was in my head
It said seize the day, pull the trigger,
Drop the blade
And watch the rolling heads

The day I tried to live
I stole a thousand beggar's change
And gave it to the rich

The day I tried to win
I dangled from the power lines
And let the martyrs stretch
Singing

One more time around
Might do it
One more time around
Might make it
One more time around
Might do it
One more time around
The day I tried to live

Words you say never seem
To live up to the ones
Inside your head
The lives we make
Never seem to ever get us anywhere
But dead

The day I tried to live
I wallowed in the blood and mud with
All the other pigs

I woke the same as any other day you know
I should have stayed in bed

The day I tried to win
I wallowed in the blood and mud with
All the other pigs

And I learned that I was a liar
Just like you

The Libertines - Good Old Days

If queen bodecia is long dead and gone
well the spirit in her children's children's
children still live on

But if you've lost your faith in love and music the end won't be long
because if it's gone for you then i too may lose it and that would be wrong
You know i've tried so hard to keep myself from falling
back into my my bad old ways
and it chars my heart to always hear you calling
calling for the good old days
because there were no 'good old days'
these are the good old days

and it's not about tenements and needles and all the evils in the eyes and the backs of thier minds
Daisy chains, and school-yard games. and a list of things we said we'd do tomorrow

the arcadian dream has all fallen through
but the albion sails on course
so man the decks and hoist the rigging
because the pig-mans found the source
and there's 12 rude boys on the oars
(they're singing row row row)

For my Aye. Happy Birthday!!!


and it feels so real I can feel it
and it tastes so real I can taste it
and it sounds so real I can hear it
but why can't I touch it
but why can't I touch it
so why can't I touch it
so why can't I touch it
so why can't I touch it
so why can't I touch it........