"I can't believe you talk to me/pinch me I'm dreaming/I fell asleep, I fell asleep..."
"I don't stand out in a crowd/sometimes I barely feel I'm here at all..."
-- Kyle Andrews, "Your Tester Bunny"
"A dreaded sunny day/So let's go where we're happy/And I meet you at the cemetery gates..."
"Keats and Yeats are on your side/But you lose because Wilde is on mine."
-- the Smiths, "Cemetry Gates"
Showing posts with label song. Show all posts
Showing posts with label song. Show all posts
15 February 2009
23 October 2008
Damien Rice, "Coconut Skins"
You can hold her hand
And show her how you cry
Explain to her your weakness
So she understands
And then roll over and die
You can brave decisions
Before you crumble up inside
Spend your time asking everyone else's permission
Then run away and hide
Or you can sit on chimneys
Put some fire up your ass
No need to know what you're doing or waiting for
But if anyone should ask
Tell them I've been licking coconut skins
And we've been hanging out
Tell them God just dropped by to forgive our sins
And relieve us our doubt
La la la la la la la...
Oh you can hold her eggs
But your basket has a hole
You can lie between her legs and go looking for
Tell her you're searching for her soul
You can wait for ages
Watch your compost turn to coal
Time is contagious
Everybody's getting old
So you can sit on chimneys
Put some fire up your ass
No need to know what you're doing or looking for
But if anyone should ask
Tell them I've been cooking coconut skins
And we've been hanging out
Tell them God just dropped by to forgive our sins
And relieve us our doubt
La la la la la la la...
And show her how you cry
Explain to her your weakness
So she understands
And then roll over and die
You can brave decisions
Before you crumble up inside
Spend your time asking everyone else's permission
Then run away and hide
Or you can sit on chimneys
Put some fire up your ass
No need to know what you're doing or waiting for
But if anyone should ask
Tell them I've been licking coconut skins
And we've been hanging out
Tell them God just dropped by to forgive our sins
And relieve us our doubt
La la la la la la la...
Oh you can hold her eggs
But your basket has a hole
You can lie between her legs and go looking for
Tell her you're searching for her soul
You can wait for ages
Watch your compost turn to coal
Time is contagious
Everybody's getting old
So you can sit on chimneys
Put some fire up your ass
No need to know what you're doing or looking for
But if anyone should ask
Tell them I've been cooking coconut skins
And we've been hanging out
Tell them God just dropped by to forgive our sins
And relieve us our doubt
La la la la la la la...
21 October 2008
The Arcade Fire, "Headlights Look Like Diamonds"
The red lights mean you're leaving
The white ones mean returning
Tell me how this story ends
And I'll keep them fires burning
The headlights look like diamonds
The taillights burn like coals
Tell me how this story ends
Before the fires go cold
The countryside's deserted
There's no one on the farms
The suburbs all are sleeping
The earthquakes set off car alarms
All after all now we aware
All after all the time we share
There's so much fears of world,
Hopes of world, tears of world
The white ones mean returning
Tell me how this story ends
And I'll keep them fires burning
The headlights look like diamonds
The taillights burn like coals
Tell me how this story ends
Before the fires go cold
The countryside's deserted
There's no one on the farms
The suburbs all are sleeping
The earthquakes set off car alarms
All after all now we aware
All after all the time we share
There's so much fears of world,
Hopes of world, tears of world
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