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The Mars Volta - Cassandra Gemini

Think I’ve become like one of the others
I think I’ve become like one of the others
I think I’ve become like one of the others

There was a frail syrup dripping off
His lap danced lapel, punctuated by her
Decrepit prowl she washed down the hatching
Gizzard soft as a mane of needles
His orifice icicles hemorrhaged
By combing her torso to a pile
Perspired the trophy shelves made room for his collapse
She was a mink handjob in sarcophagus heels

Bring me to my knees
Read the sharpened lines
All my arms
Bled me blind

Faucet leaks in shadows
Spilling from morgue lancet
Caressed your fontanelle

I've sworn to kill
Every last one
Every last one

Panic in the shakes of the wounded
Panic in the worms
Onto the floor
And out of your mouth
Out of your eyelids

No there’s no light
In the darkest of your furthest reaches
No there’s no light
In the darkest of your furthest reaches

All your dreams
splintered off
Leech by leech
On this catafalque

Anyone will tell you
Yes anyone
Chance had me setting a trip wire alarm

Your mother flirted with disease
When she skinned that costume by it’s navel strings

Panic in the shakes of the wounded
Panic in the worms
Onto the floor
And out of your mouth
Out of your eyelids

No there’s no light
In the darkest of your furthest reaches
No there’s no light
In the darkest of your furthest reaches
No there’s no light
In the darkest of your furthest reaches
No there’s no light
In the darkest of your furthest reaches

Shockless shackles free you
Fools taste tongues
I better leave you again,
I won't be owned
Not this time

Shockless shackles free you
Volt face cons
abandon you again
I won’t feel not this time

This song is a trip.
 
They Might Be Giants- No!

No is no
No is always no
If they say no, it means a thousand times no
No plus no equals no
All nos lead to no no no
Finger pointing, eyebrows low
Mouth in the shape of the letter O
Pardon me -- No!
Excuse me -- No!
May I stay?
Can I go?
No, no, no
Do this -- No!
Don't do that -- No!
Sit, stay, roll over
No, no, no
Finger pointing, eyebrows low
Mouth in the shape of the letter O
Red means stop. Do not go.
No, no, no
 
Sikth - Such the Fool

Paint your face, Cover the black heads
Short top, bulging up your saggy tits
Cut your skirt just a little bit shorter,
Dont you wanna?
Toilet paper, going down your top
Do ever think about, bringing out some condoms
When you aim to go out and get fucked
Fucked all night long

Wearing No Un-Der-Wear
To slip it in and bang bang
And tattooed on her butt cheeks
Fuck Me.
Everybody here comes in your face
Your wanting everybody looking on in your direction
Have you looked at your skin complexion
How could I ever put my dick in you?
Bitchin erected muscle lickin
Think I'd rather be chokin my chicken
Do you ever think about who your fuckin,
Fucked all night long

I see
That you don't want to be safe
Protection gets in your way
I don't want this disease,
So...

Sucking off in the toilet
That door has, your name, written on it
You fuck there more every night now
Everything in town.
Semen, dripping from your eyelids
Running down your cheek your rancid.
Tattooed insert across your lips
I am disgusted.

Wearing No Un-Der-Wear
To slip it in and bang bang
And tattooed on her butt cheeks
FUCK ME.
Everybody here comes in your face
Your wanting everybody looking on in your direction
Have you looked at your skin complexion
How could I ever put my dick in you?
Bitchin erected muscle lickin
Think I'd rather be chokin my chicken
Do you ever think about who your fuckin,
Fucked all night long

I see
That you don't want to be safe
Protection gets in your way
I don't want this disease,
So...

So what do you do?
Go out and get fucked by ten different men
Then go and brag to your friends
Do you think that makes you a better person?
Please tell me what you were like as a virgin

Just an easy whore,
Open the door and come in,
Let the transmitting begin.

Do you ever think about the people your fucking
Bet you laugh at them thinking they got lucky

May aswell strap an advert to your back saying
Fuck Me, Free Disease
Stupefied Bitch
Open Legs
Insert Quick
Philosophy of a slut

You're such a Fool
You're such the
You're such a Fool
You're such the
You're such a Fool
You're such the
You're such a Fool
You're such the Fool

I see that you dont want to be safe
Your on a carrousel with no horses
You just slide up and down on the poles

You're such a Fool
You're such the
You're such a Fool
You're such the
You're such a Fool
You're such the
You're such a Fool
You're such the Fool

Sikth rocks
 
The Decemberists- The Mariner's Revenge Song

"We are two mariners
our ship’s sole survivors
In this belly of a whale
Its ribs our ceiling beams
Its guts our carpeting
I guess we have some time to kill

You may not remember me
I was a child of three
And you a lad of eighteen
But I remember you
And I will relate to you
How our histories interweave

At the time you were a rake and a roustabout
Spending all your money on the whores and hounds
You had a charming air
All cheap and debonair
My widowed mother found so sweet
And so she took you in
Her sheets still warm with him
Now filled with filth and foul disease

As time wore on
You proved a dead ridden drunken mess
Leaving my mother a poor consumptive wretch

And then you disappeared
Your gambling arrears
The only thing you left behind
And then the magistrate
Reclaimed our small estate
And my poor mother lost her mind
Then one day in spring
My dear sweet mother died
But before she did
I took her hand as she died and cried:

(female voice)

Find him
Bind him
Tie him to a pole
And break his fingers
To splinters
Throw him to a hole
Until he wakes up
naked
Prying at the ceiling
Of his grave

It took me fifteen years
To swallow all my tears
Among the urchins in the street
Until a priory
Took pity and hired me
To keep their vestry nice and neat
But never once in the employ of these holy men
Did I ever once turn my mind from the thought of revenge

One night I overheard
The prior exchanging words
With a penitent wailer from the sea
The captain of his ship
Who matched you toe to tip
Was known for wanton cruelty

The following day I shipped to sea with a privateer
And in the whistle of the wind I could almost hear

(female voice)

Find him
bind him
Tie him to a pole
And break his fingers
To splinters
Throw him to a hole
Until he wakes up
Naked
Clawing at the ceiling of his grave
There is one thing I must say to you
As you sail across the sea
Always your mother will watch over you
As you avenge this wicked deed


And then that fateful night
We had you in our sight
After twenty months at sea
With your starboard flank abeam
I was getting my muskets cleaned
When came this rumbling from beneath

The ocean shook
The sky went black
And the captain quailed (?)
And before us grew
The angry jaws of a giant whale

Don’t know how I survived
The crew was all chewed alive
I must have slipped between his teeth
But oh what providence
What divine intelligence
That you should survive as well as me
It gives my heart great joy

To see your eyes fill with fear
So lean in close
And I will whisper the last words you’ll hear. "
 
Thursday - Jet Black New Year

Don't even take a breath
The air is cut with cyanide
In honor of the New Year

The press gives us cause to celebrate:
The air raid sirens
barbed wire skylines
By artificial night,
As we sleep to burn the red
From our bloodless lives.
Tonight we're all time bombs
on fault lines.

Have we lost everything now?
We're walking like each other's ghosts
Around these silent streets
The sedatives tell you everything is alright

Like calendars dying
at New Year's Eve parties
As we kiss hard on the lips
and swear this year
will be better then the last
Jet Black - the ink that spells your name
Jet Black - The blood that's in your veins
We say, "How can we take this chance not to celebrate?"

There's music playing
But we dance to the beat
Of our own black hearts
Draw diagrams
Of suicide on each other's wrists
Then trace them with razorblades

Fire to flames
"Strike Match."

Burn these words from our lips
As the dagger screams
"Love is dead"
and it's a "newspaper tragedy,"

Have we lost what we love?
Have we said everything?
Does it change anything?
Stare at the clock
Avoid at all costs,
This emptiness.

Ten seconds left
until midnight
nine chances to drown ourselves
in black hair dye
eight faces turned away
from the shock:
seven windows and six of them
were locked
five stories falling
forever and ever
three cheers to the mirror
now there are two of us
can we have one last dance?
How long can we take this chance not to celebrate life?
 
Lost Prohpets... Last train home.

One, two, three

To every broken heart in here
Love was once a part, but now it's disappeared
She told me that it's all part of the choices that you make
Even when you think you're right
You have to give to take

But there's still tomorrow
Forget the sorrow
And I can be on the last train home
Watch it pass the day
As it fades away
No more time to care
No more time, today

But we sing
If we're going nowhere
Yeah we sing
If it's not enough
And we sing
Sing without a reason
To ever fall in love

I wonder if you're listening
Picking up on the signals
Sent back from within
Sometimes it feels like I don't really know whats going on
Time and time again it seems like everything is wrong in here

But there's still tomorrow
Forget the sorrow
And I can be on the last train home
Watch it pass the day
As it fades away
No more time to care
No more time, today

But we sing
If we're going nowhere
Yeah we sing
If it's not enough
And we sing
Sing without a reason
To ever fall in love

Well we sing if we're going nowhere
Yeah we sing if it's not enough
And we sing
Sing without a reason to ever fall in love

But we sing
If we're going nowhere
Yeah we sing
If it's not enough
And we sing
Sing with out a reason to never fall in love
To never fall in love again
 
I was a young boy that had big plans.
Now I'm just another shitty old man.
I don't have fun, and I hate everything.
The world owns me, so fuck you.
Glory days don't mean shit to me.
I drank a six-pack of apathy.
Life's a bitch, and so am I.
The world owns me so fuck you.
Wasted youth and a fistful of ideals,
I hade a young and optimistic point of view.
Wasted youth and a fistful of ideals,
I hade a young and optimistic point of view.
I've decomposed yet my gut's getting fat.
Oh my God, I'm turning out like my dad.
I'm always rude, I got a bad attitude.
The world owns me so fuck you.
The wife's a nag and the kid's fucking up.
I don't have sex 'cause I can't get it up.
I'm just a grouch sitting on the couch.
The world owns me so fuck you.
Wasted youth and a fistful of ideals,
I hade a young and optimistic point of view.
Wasted youth and a fistful of ideals,
I hade a young and optimistic point of view.
(shiggagaré).
(so)!
I was a young boy that had big plans.
Now I'm just another shitty old man.
I don't have fun, and I hate everything.
The world owns me, so fuck you.
Glory days don't mean shit to me.
I drank a six-pack of apathy.
Life's a bitch, and so am I.
The world owns me so fuck you.
 
Does anybody even read this crap?

Swans - Half Life
M. Gira said:
Permission is bloodless.
Ambition is senseless.
Don't make a wrong move work with a purpose.
You win or you lose.
Imitate a slave.
Don't make a wrong move learn from experience.
Don't be useless.
Waste is obscene don't make a wrong move.
Learn from experience.
 
Art School - Regret

Kimi no me wa kodomo no you datta
Ame no naka futari de nigedashita
Kawaranai tte kimi wa waratta
Eien ni kawaru hazu nai tte waratta

Kimi wa ano toki nante itta?
Boku ni wa kikoenakatta n da
Garasu no mukou te o nobashita
Da kedo, saware mo shinakatta shinakatta
for Dream for Dream

Natsu ni saku ano hana wa kusatta
Kawaranai tte Boku mo waratta keredo

Konna kimochi wa nante ieru no?
Nante kanashii me o shite ru no?
Garasu no mukou te o nobashita
Da kedo, todoki mo shinaktta shinakatta shinakatta
for Dream for Dream
for Dream for Dream


Kimi wa ano toki nante itta?
Boku ni wa kikoenakatta n da
Garasu no mukou te o nobashita
Da kedo, saware mo shinakatta
Konna kimochi wa nante ieru no?
Nante kanashii me o shite ru no?
Garasu no mukou te o nobashita
Da kedo, todoki mo shinakatta shinakatta shinakatta shinakatta
 
Miguel said:
I was a young boy that had big plans.
Now I'm just another shitty old man.
I don't have fun, and I hate everything.
The world owns me, so fuck you.
Glory days don't mean shit to me.
I drank a six-pack of apathy.
Life's a bitch, and so am I.
The world owns me so fuck you.
Wasted youth and a fistful of ideals,
I hade a young and optimistic point of view.
Wasted youth and a fistful of ideals,
I hade a young and optimistic point of view.
I've decomposed yet my gut's getting fat.
Oh my God, I'm turning out like my dad.
I'm always rude, I got a bad attitude.
The world owns me so fuck you.
The wife's a nag and the kid's fucking up.
I don't have sex 'cause I can't get it up.
I'm just a grouch sitting on the couch.
The world owns me so fuck you.
Wasted youth and a fistful of ideals,
I hade a young and optimistic point of view.
Wasted youth and a fistful of ideals,
I hade a young and optimistic point of view.
(shiggagaré).
(so)!
I was a young boy that had big plans.
Now I'm just another shitty old man.
I don't have fun, and I hate everything.
The world owns me, so fuck you.
Glory days don't mean shit to me.
I drank a six-pack of apathy.
Life's a bitch, and so am I.
The world owns me so fuck you.
:lol Who sings that?
 
The bigger the cushion, the sweeter the pushin'
That's what I said
The looser the waistband, the deeper the quicksand
Or so I have read

My baby fits me like a flesh tuxedo
I'd like to sink her with my pink torpedo

Big bottom, big bottom
Talk about bum cakes, my girl's got 'em
Big bottom drive me out of my mind
How could I leave this behind?

I met her on Monday, twas my lucky bun day
You know what I mean
I love her each weekday, each velvety cheek day
You know what I mean

My love gun's loaded and she's in my sights
Big game is waiting there inside her tights, yeah

Big bottom, big bottom
Talk about mud flaps, my girl's got 'em
Big bottom drive me out of my mind
How could I leave this behind?
 
Does anyone read this?

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The Juliana Theory - If This Was Killing Me, Would You Stop?

watch your mouth
don't hold your tongue boy
because you're running out of breath
running out of time
before every careless word that you utter
renders you utterly useless
now you're drowning in your own saliva
trying to speak yourself to the top of your empty world
well keep on talking
just keep on rambling
you've got your mouth full

now listen here's the pleasant part
you and i we fell apart

why can't you make up your mind
shut your mouth
burn your bridges
throw your words like an attack
stab me in the
wait a second wait a second what's that i just heard
nevermind it's obviously useless now
you're standing on your soapbox
yelling from the rooftops
everything you say is a lie

now listen here's the clever one
who speaks before his thoughts are done

why can't you make up your mind
watch your mouth
hold your tongue
some things are better left unsaid
now i hope you're pleased
you let your pride stand tall
it danced within your words right before your fall

why don't you say that to my face
i've had to rip down tore down so many things
if i told you this was killing me would you stop?
 
Hey baby wake up from your a sleep
We have arrived onto the future
And the whole world is become....

Elektronik, Supersonik,
Supersonik, Elektronik,

Hey baby ride with me away,
We doesn't have much time,
My blue jeans is tight,
So onto my love rocket, climb,
Inside tank of fuel is not fuel, but love,
Above us, there is nothing above,
but the stars, above

All systems gone!
Prepare for downcount!

5....4....3....1! Off blast!


Fly away, my space rocket,
You no need put money in my pocket
The door is closed I just lock it,
(Ha) I put my (Ha) port plug in your socket (Ha Ha Ha)

The sonic sky is bright like fire
You and me gets higher and higher
Cut communication wire
Only thing can stop us is flat tire

Ha, Ha, Ha Ha Ha Ha

Hey love crusaider
I want to be your space invader
For you I will decend the deepest moon crater
I is more stronger than Darth Vapour
Obey me I is your new dictator
For you is Venus, I am Mars
With you I is more richer than all the tzars
Make a wishes on a shooting stars
Then for you I will play on my cosmic guitars!

Ladies and Gentlemen
Fasten your beltseats
We has commenced our decent
I trust you enjoy this flight
As much as you enjoy this accent

Now back on Earth its time for downsplash
Into sea of eternal glory my spaceship crash
People have arrived for cheer me from near and far
And as I float I open door and shout
"I am worlds biggest, washed-up superstar!"

(Supersonik, Elektronik)

As for sure as the sun rises in the west
Of all the seas and all the boats I am the bestest
come, let me put ring of Jupiter on your finger
Then like a smell around you I will forever linger
Ok, is time for end, no more will I sang
Let me take you back in time,
I want for you to experience big bang

Long live space race
Long live, Molvania
 
Actually, I do read most of the lyrics.

She nursed him there, ooh, over a night
I wasn’t so sure she wanted him to stay
What to say...what to say
But soon she was down, soon he was low
At a quarter past...a holy no...
She had to turn around

When she couldn’t hold, oh...she folded...
A dissident is here
Escape is never, the safest path
Oh, a dissident, a dissident is here

And to this day, she’s glided on
Always home but so far away
Like a word misplaced
Nothing said, what a waste
When she had contact...with the conflict...
There was meaning, but she sold him to the state
She had to turn around

When she couldn’t hold...she folded...
A dissident is here
Escape is never, the safest path
Oh, a dissident, a dissident is here, oh...oh...oh...

She gave him away when she couldn’t hold...no...she folded...
A dissident is here escape is never, the safest path
Oh, a dissident, a dissident is here, oh...
Couldn’t hold on...she couldn’t hold...no...she folded...
A dissident is here
Escape is never the safest place, oh...
A dissident is here

<3 Pearl Jam
 
Beck- Debra

i met you
at JC Penney
i think your nametag
said "Jenny"
i coldstep to you
with a fresh pack of gum
somehow i knew
you were lookin' for some
like a fruit that's ripe for a pickin'
i wanna do you like that Zankou Chicken
'cos only you've got a thing
that i just got to get with
i just got to get with you
and you know what we're gonna do

i wanna get with you
and your sister
i think her name's Debra

i wanna get with you
and your sister
i think her name's Debra

i pick you up late at night after work
i said "lady, step inside my Hyundai"
i'm gonna take you up to Glendale
gonna take you for a real good meal
cos when our eyes did meet
girl you know i was packin' heat
ain't no use in wastin' no time gettin' to know each other
cos only you got a thing
that i just got to get with

i wanna get with you
and your sister
i think her name's Debra

i wanna get with you
and your sister
i think her name's Debra

lovely lady
girl you drive me crazy
 
Opeth - Still Day Beneath the Sun
There is a light that hits the gloom around
Shows the footprints round this grave
Dried up roses scattered on the mound
Honouring the one engraved

Will ever the morning
Carry away
The souls of those for whom we cry

Leaving, grieving
Seeking, meeting
Binding, unwinding
Sighing "You"

Black procession through the narrow aisles
Another's gone for all to see
Near the site for one who lost his trials
Sleeping neath the ground is me

Still day beneath the sun
Asking you who is the one
And when the day is late
We know who must forever wait
 
Jacques Brel - Quand on n'a que l'amour


Quand on n'a que l'amour
A s'offrir en partage
Au jour du grand voyage
Qu'est notre grand amour

Quand on n'a que l'amour
Mon amour toi et moi
Pour qu'éclatent de joie
Chaque heure et chaque jour

Quand on n'a que l'amour
Pour vivre nos promesses
Sans nulle autre richesse
Que d'y croire toujours

Quand on n'a que l'amour
Pour meubler de merveilles
Et couvrir de soleil
La laideur des faubourgs

Quand on n'a que l'amour
Pour unique raison
Pour unique chanson
Et unique secours

Quand on n'a que l'amour
Pour habiller matin
Pauvres et malandrins
De manteaux de velours

Quand on n'a que l'amour
A offrir en prière
Pour les maux de la terre
En simple troubadour

Quand on n'a que l'amour
A offrir à ceux-là
Dont l'unique combat
Est de chercher le jour

Quand on n'a que l'amour
Pour tracer un chemin
Et forcer le destin
A chaque carrefour

Quand on n'a que l'amour
Pour parler aux canons
Et rien qu'une chanson
Pour convaincre un tambour

Alors sans avoir rien
Que la force d'aimer
Nous aurons dans nos mains,
Amis le monde entier
 
David Gilmour - All Lovers Are Deranged

It takes a fool to phone a fool
When both have said it all
We make the rule, bemoan the rule
That neither one should call
But love that was
Is love that is
Demands to always be unchanged
But then all lovers are deranged.

We walk away with memories
And clutch them to our hearts
We're disembodied entities
We move in fits and starts
For burning wine
Intoxicates,
And takes all caution in its flames
All lovers are deranged.

You know that you don't really fall in love
Unles you're seventeen
The break of day will make your spirits fly
But you can't know what it means
Unless you're seventeen.

It takes a fight to start a fight
And differences remain
We have the right to think we're right
We're addicts feigning shame
For love recalled
Is love reborn
We're determined to relive the pain
But then lovers are deranged.
 
Hi
I'm fuckin' Eddie Dingle
I met this girl named Nan
She..she overpopulated my senses
Fuckin' dick me over

What's your big secret?
Could you give me a clue?
Oh silly girl
I-I'm so in love with you
Won't you tell me what's on your mind?
If you'd open your head, tell me what would I find
Are you for real?
What do you feel?

Finder's keeper's
Loser's weepers, baby
If I could get the lid off, I'd hook it to a jar
Is this, is this the best thing that I-I-I can do?
It ain't done me no good so far

Mind over matter
But it seems I don't matter at all, you fucker
Nan, a table for one
Do you think I could be invite to come..? FUCK haha

What's your big secret baby?
Could you, could you give me a clue?
Oh ho oh silly silly girl
I'm so in love with you
Won't you tell me what's, what's on your mind?
If you'd open your head, tell me what would you find?
Are you for real?
What do you feel?

You know I saw you yesterday walkin' with Danny
He's a fucker
And you're a fucker, too
You know what you did to me, baby?
Yeah, you know what you did
Now you walkin' with Danny down the street
How that make me feel, huh?
How do you think that make me feel, huh?
Huh, you think I like it here, you fucker?
YOU FUCKIN' BITCH I HATE YOU YOU FUCKER
YOU KEEP WALKIN' WITH DANNY YOU KEEP FUCKIN' WALKIN' WITH DANNY I DON'T GIVE A FUCK
YEAH I DON'T GIVE A FLYIN' FUCK ABOUT YOU OR DAN YOU BITCH
 
There's a lady I know...
If I didn't know her,
she'd be the lady....
I didn't know....

And the lady she went downtown...
She bought some broccoli...
She took it home.........

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SHE'S CHOPPIN' BROCCOLI
SHE'S CHOPPIN' BROCCOLII
SHE'S CHOPPIN' BROCCOLEAA
SHE'S CHOPPIN' BROCCOLEEAAAAA

SHE'S CHOPPIN' BROCCOLLEEEE
SHE'S CHOPPIN' BROCCOLLEEEEE
She's choppin' She's choppin' She's choppin' She's choppin' Broccoli!
She's choppin' ... broccoli!
 
Velvet Underground - The Murder Mystery

Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)

candy screen wrappers of silkscreen fantastic, requiring memories, both lovely and guiltfree, lurid and lovely with twilight of ages, luscious and lovely and filthy with laghter, laconic giggles, ennui fort the passions, in order to justify most spurious desires, rectify moments, most serious and urgent, to hail upon the face of most odious time, requiring replies most facile and vacuous, with words nearly singed, with the heartbeat of passions, spew forth with the grace of a tart going under, subject of great concern, noble origin

Right Voice (Reed, Yule)

denigrate obtuse and active verbs pronouns, skewer the sieve of optical sewer, release the handle that holds all the gates up, puncture the eyeballls, that seep all the muck up, read all the books and he people worth reading and still see the muck on the sky of the ceiling

Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)

please raise the flag rosy red carpet envy english used here is messenger is nervous it's no fun at all out here in the hall

Right Voice (Reed, Yule)

mister moonlight succulent smooth and gorgeous. Isn't it nice? We're number One and so forth. Isn't it sweet being unique?

Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)

for screeching and yelling and various offenses, lower the queen and bend her over the tub, against the state, the country, the committe, hold her head under the water please for an hour, for groveling and spewing and various offenses, puncture the bloat with the wing of a sparrow, the inverse, the obverse, the converse,the reverse, the sharpening wing of the edge of a sparrow, for suitable reckonings too numerous to mention, as the queen is fat she is devoured by rats there is one way to skin a cat or poison a rat it is hetero four hear to three forthirightly stated.

Right Voice (Reed, Yule)

relent and obverse and inverse and perverse and reverse the inverse of perverse and reverse and reverse an reverse and reverse and reverse and chop it and pluck it and cut it and spit it and sew it to joy on the edge of a cyclop and spinet it to rage on the edge of a cylindrical minute.

Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)

put down that rag simpering, callow and morose who let you in? if I knew, then I could get out the murder you see is a mystery to me

Right Voice (Reed, Yule)

dear Mister Muse fellow of wit and gentry medieval ruse filling the shallow and empty, fools that duel duel in pools.

Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)

to Rembrandt and Oswald, to peanuts and ketchup, sanctimonious sycophants stir in the bushes, up to the stand with your foot on the bible as king I must order and constantly arouse, if you swear to catch up and throw up and up up, a king full of virgin kiss me and spin it, excuse to willow and wander dark wonders divest me of robes-sutures Harry and pig meat, the fate of a nation, rests hard on your bosoms, the king on his throne, puts his hand down his robe, the torture of inverse and silk screen and Harry, and set the tongue squealing the reverse and inverse

Right Voice (Reed, Yule)

tantalize poets with visions of grandeur, their faces turn blue with the reek of the compost, as the livig try hard to retain what the dead lost, with double dead sickness from writing at what cost and business and business and reverse and reverse and set the brain reeling the inverse and perverse

Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)

objections suffice apelike and tactile bassoon oboeing me cordon the virus' section off to the left is what is not right

Right Voice (Reed, Yule)

English arcane tantamount here to frenzy passing for me lascivious elder passion corpulent filth disguised as silk

Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)

contempt, contempt and contempt for the boredom, I shall poison the city and sink it with fire, for Cordless and Harry and Apepig and Scissor, the messenger's wig seems fraught with desire, for blueberry picnics and pince-nez and magpies, the mseenger's skirt, would you plaese hook it higher, for children and adults all thos under ninety, how truly disgusting. Would you please put it down? a stray in this fray is no condom worth saving, as king I'm quite just, but it's just quite impossible, a robe and a robe and a robe and a bat, no double class inverse could make lying worth dying

Right Voice (Reed, Yule)

with cheap simian melodies, hillbilly outgush, for illiterate ramblings for cheap understanding the simple the inverse, the compost, the reverse, the obtuse and stupid, and business, and business, and cheap, stupid lyrics, and simple mass reverse while the real thing is dying

Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)

accept the pig, enter the Owl and Gorgeous, King on the left, it on the right and primping adjusting his nose as he reads from his scroll
folksy knockwurst peel back the skin of French and what do you find? follicles intertwinning, succulent prose wrapped up in robes

Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)

off with his head, take his head from his neck off, requiring memories both lovely and guiltfree, put out his eyes, then cut his nose off, sanctimonious sycophants stir in the bushes, scoop out his brain, put a string where his ears were, all the king's horses and all the king's men, swing the whole mess at the end of the wire, scratch out his eyes with the tip of a razor, let the wire extend from the tip of a rose, Caroline, Caroline, Caroline, Oh! but retains the remnants of what once was a nose, pass me my robe, fill my bath up with water

Right Voice (Reed, Yule)

jumpsuit and pig meat and making his fortune, while making them happy with the inverse and obverse and making them happy and making them happy with the coy and the stupid, just another dumb lackey, who puts out one thing, while singing the other, but the real thing's alone and it is no man's brother

Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)

no one knows no nose is good news and senseless extend the wine drink here toast to selfless ten year old port is perfect in court

Right Voice (Reed, Yule)

safety is nice not an unwise word spoken scary, bad dreams made safe in lovely songs no doom or gloom allowed in this room

Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)

Casbah and Cascade and Rosehip and Feeling, Cascade and Cyanide, Rachaminoff, Beethoven skull silly wagon and justice and perverse and reverse the inverse and inverse and inverse, blueberry catalog, questionable earnings, hustler's lament and the rest will in due cry, to battle and scramble and browbeat and hurt while chewing on minstrels and choking on dirt, disease please seems the order of the day, please the king, please the king, please the king day, Casbah and Cascade and Rosehip and Feeling, point of order return the king here to the ceiling

Right Voice (Reed, Yule)

oh, not to be whistled or studied or hummed or remembered at nights, when the I is alone, but to skewer and ravage and savage and split with the grace of a diamond, bellicose wit, to stun and to stagger with words as such stone, that those who do hear cannot again return home

Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)

razzamatazz, there's nothing on my shoulder, lust is a must, shaving my head's made me bolder, will you kindly read what it was I brought thee

Right Voice (Reed, Yule)

hello to Ray, hello to Godiva and Angel, who let you in? isn't it nice the party? aren't the lights pretty at night?

Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)

sick leaf and sorrow and pincers net-scissors, regard and refrain from the daughters of marriage, regards for the elders and youngest in carriage, regard and regard for the inverse and perverse and obverse, and diverse, of reverse and reverse, regard from the sick, the dumb, and the camel from pump's storing water, like brain is too marrow to x-ray and filthy and cutting and peeling to skin and to skin and to bone and to structure to livid and pallid and turgid and structured and structured and structured and structured and structured and regard and refrain, the sick and the dumb, inverse, reverse and perverse

Right Voice (Reed, Yule)

contempt, contempt, and contempt for the seething for writhing and reeling and two-bit reportage, for sick with the body and sinister holy, the drown burst blue babies now dead on the seashore, the valorous horseman, who hang from the ceiling, the pig on the carpet, the dusty pale jissom, that has no effect for the sick with the see-saw, the inverse, obverse converse, reverse of reverse the diverse and converse of reverse and perverse and sweet pyrotechnics, and let's have another of inverse, converse, diverse, perverse and reverse, hell's graveyard is damned as they chew on their brains, the slick and the scum, reverse, inverse and perverse

Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)

plowing while it's done away dumb and ready pig meat sick upon the carpet climb into the casket safe within the parapet sack is in the parapet pigs are out and growling slaughter by the seashore see the lifeguard drowning sea is full of fishes fish's full of china china plates are falling all fall down sick and shiny carpet lie before my eyes eyes lead me to the ceiling walk upon the wall wall tender as the green grass drink the whisky horror see the young girls dancing flies upon the beaches beaches are for sailors nuns across the sea-wall black hood horseman raging swordsman eating fire

Right Voice (Reed, Yule)

sick upon the staircase sick upon the staircase blood upon the pillow climb into the parapet see the church bells gleaming knife that scrapes a sick plates of dentures full of air holes the tailor couldn't mend straight shoot her full of air holes climbing up the casket take me to the casket teeth upon her red throat screw me in the daisies rip apart her holler snip the seas fantastic treat her like a sailor full and free and nervous out to make his fortune either this or that way sickly or in good health piss upon a building like a dog in training teach to heel or holler yodel on a sing song down upon the carpet

Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)

fire on the carpet set the house ablazing seize and bring it flaming gently to the ground ground Dizzy Bell Miss Fortune fat and full of love-juice drip it on the carpet down below the fire hose weep and whisky fortune sail me to the moon, dear drunken dungeon sailors headless Roman horsemen the king and queen are empty their heads are in the outhouse fish upon the water bowl upon the saviour tooothless wigged Laureate plain and full of fancy name upon a letterhead impressing all wheatgerm love you for a nickel ball you for a quarter set the casket flaming do not go gentle blazing

Right Voice (Reed, Yule)

tickle polyester sick within the parapet screwing for a dollar sucking on a fire-hose chewing on a rubber line tied to chairs and rare bits pay another player oh you're such a good lad here's another dollar tie him to the bedpost sick with witches' covens craving for a raw meat bones upon the metal sick upon the circle down upon the carpet down upon the carpet down below the parapet waiting for your bidding pig upon the carpet tumescent railroad neuro-anaesthesia analog ready for a good look drooling at the birches swinging from the birches succulent Nebraska
 
Cannibal Corpse - I Cum Blood

Swollen with liquid
Ready to burst
A load of my lymph
Will quench this dead body's thirst
One month in the grave
twisted and half decayed
She turned a putrid yellow
I pissed in her maggot filled asshole

Fucking the rotting
My semen is bleeding
The smell of decay
Seeps from her genital cavity

The smell was unbearable As I unburied her
I cum blood from my erection
I feel it run
down her throat, swallow

Eyes glassy and vacant
body dug up to play with
Skin greasy and naked
tounguing her rotted anus

I need a live woman
to fill with my fluid
A delicate girl, to mutilate, fuck and kill
her body exceptional
she thought I was normal
but I wanted more

I came blood inside of her
chocking on the clot
gagging on the snot
gushing blood, from her mouth
bloody gel leaking out
Body buried in a shallow grave
Unmarked for none to find
The sickness I have left behind
Undetected go my crimes
The greatest thrill of my life

Violent, climax Serging serum
on my skin

Back from the dead
I am resurrected
to spew, putrefaction
 
Metallica - To Live Is To Die

When a man lies,
He murders some part of the world,
These are the pale deaths
Which men miscall their lifes
All this i cannot bear to witness any longer
Cannot the kingdom of salvation take me home?
 
Full moon sways…
Gentle in the night of one fine day.
On my way…
Looking for a moment with my dear.
Full moon waves.
Slowly in the surface of the lake.
You are there…
Smilling in my arms for all those years.

What a fool…
I don’t know about tomorrow…
What it’s like to be.
Ah~

I was sure,
couldn’t let myself to go.
Even thoght I feel…
The end.

Oh my fair…
Floating like a bird that’s in her wings.
You are there…
Smiling in my arms for all those years.

What a fool…
I don’t know about tomorrow…
What it’s like to be.
Ah~

I was sure,
couldn’t let myself to go.
Even thoght I feel…
The end.

Full moon sways…
Gentle in the night of one fine day.
you are there.
Smiling in my arms for all thoses years…

Beck Beck Beck!
 
Anal Cunt - I Became A Counselor So I Could Tell Rape Victims They Asked For It

YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE BEEN A WOMAN
YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE HAD A CUNT
YOU DESERVED IT
CUZ YOU'RE A DUMB CUNT

D-U-M-B C-U-N-T

YOU DESERVED IT, YOU DESERVED IT, YOU DESERVED IT YOU'RE A DUMB CUNT
YOU DESERVED IT, YOU DESERVED IT, YOU DESERVED IT YOU'RE A DUMB CUNT

YOU SHOULD'VE WORN A CHASTITY BELT
YOU SHOULD'VE VOLUNTEERED TO FUCK HIM
YOU SHOULD'VE BEEN UGLY
I HATE YOU BECAUSE YOU'RE A WOMAN

D-U-M-B C-U-N-T

YOU DESERVED IT YOU DESERVED IT YOU DESERVED IT YOU'RE A DUMB CUNT
YOU DESERVED IT YOU DESERVED IT YOU DESERVED IT YOU'RE A DUMB CUNT
 
"can you hear Talvin Singh?"
- blood on the quad, Half Man Half Biscuit (maybe UK football fans only will get this !)

"i'm inconsolable/and at times uncontrolable/ah, but she wouldn't know/cos' she's 200 meters away"
- Tending the wrong grave for 23 years, Half Man Half Biscuit

"CND? CND? we aren't going on after Chaz and Dave!"
- running order Squabble Fest , Half Man Half Biscuit
 
Flying by The Faces

I'm flying
across the ocean
and I'm soaring
back home
to the place I was born
and probably raised.
And I'm flying
across the mountains and valleys,
back home to the one that I love so happily.
Can ya' blame me for feeling homesick
'cause I've been away such a very long long time
I served a while in the county jail
five years for being hungry tired and poor
On and on
yes I will follow
with your buttons and bows.
 
Tool - Third Eye Live

Throughout human history, as our species has faced the frightening,
terrorizing fact that we do not know who we are, or where we are going in
this ocean of chaos, it has been the authorities, the political, the
religious, the educational authorities who attempted to comfort us by
giving us order, rules, regulations, informing, forming in our minds their
view of reality. To think for yourself you must question authority and
learn how to put yourself in a state of vulnerable, open-mindedness;
chaotic, confused, vulnerability to inform yourself.

Think for yourself.
Question authority.

Dreaming of that face again.
It's bright and blue and shimmering.
Grinning wide
And comforting me with it's three warm and wild eyes.

On my back and tumbling
Down that hole and back again
Rising up
And wiping the webs and the dew from my withered eye.

In... Out... In... Out... In... Out...

A child's rhyme stuck in my head.
It said that life is but a dream.
I've spent so many years in question
to find I've known this all along.

"So good to see you.
I've missed you so much.
So glad it's over.
I've missed you so much
Came out to watch you play.
Why are you running?"

Shroud-ing all the ground around me
Is this holy crow above me.
Black as holes within a memory
And blue as our new second sun.
I stick my hand into his shadow
To pull the pieces from the sand.
Which I attempt to reassemble
To see just who I might have been.
I do not recognize the vessel,
But the eyes seem so familiar.
Like phosphorescent desert buttons
Singing one familiar song...

"So good to see you.
I've missed you so much.
So glad it's over.
I've missed you so much.
Came out to watch you play.
Why are you running away?"

Prying open my third eye.
So good to see you once again.
I thought that you were hiding.
And you thought that I had run away.
Chasing the tail of dogma.
I opened my eye and there we were.

So good to see you once again
I thought that you were hiding from me.
And you thought that I had run away.
Chasing a trail of smoke and reason.

Prying open my third eye.
 
I doubt many of you will appreciate this:

Guardians Of Destiny

Iras led his four new friends to the
mountain of Erinor
the only passage known to men in the
plains of the darklands
shades of fear along their way Naroth's
breath sorrounds the rocks
the fire burns to warms their bones to
protect them at moonlight's fall

Fire don't stop to burn
Flame of the ancient sun
In their brave heart awakes their pride
After 5000 years
Nekron swaers to return
May your courage free our world

FIVE HEROES ARE READY
TO CHALLENGE REAL TERROR
BLACK ORDER'S AWAITING NEKRON'S REBORN
ELECTED BY ELGARD'S MOST SECRED ALLIANCE
NOW THEY ARE THE GUARDIANS OF DESTINY

A glorious vision from mountains high
Only seen with an eagle's eye
They dare to fly they shall not fall
Fly to Hargor's stetely wall
Walls of ancient hellish art
In the dark eternal night
Only men who denied the light
Have the right to cross that line

Fire don't stop to burn
Flame of the ancient sun
In their brave heart awakes their pride
After 5000 years
Nekron swaers to return
May your courage free our world

FIVE HEROES ARE READY
TO CHALLENGE REAL TERROR
BLACK ORDER'S AWAITING NEKRON'S REBORN
ELECTED BY ELGARD'S MOST SECRED ALLIANCE
NOW THEY ARE THE GUARDIANS OF DESTINY
 
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