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Overwhelmed with a deep repulsion For sights seemed seen so commonly Now I have come to be The walking enmity Assimilate into a culture Of post morality From what I've seen I hate humanity
Rot with repulsion I'll write the world a brand new song
Look upon your bleak creation But is it truly me That's got to be The human blasphemy?
I'll set the world on fire And in the burning light I'll write my first love song And I will feel warmth
Hide your eyes, in heaven and the lies Believe, relieve, I'll end the world tonight
Overwhelmed with a deep repulsion For sights seemed seen so commonly Now I have come to be The walking enmity, For humanity, the human blasphemy I'll end the world tonight
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You make it known That this world is not your home With your red eyes all the time And your strong but weakened mind Too weak to smile Speaking openly of danger to a child
"Fifty-nine Ford" Crow Greenspun
I prefer the Bruce version of "Because the Night," but it was actually Paiit Smith's version which became fanous(I though it was Joan Jett, duh) Natalie Merchant has a new album out, by the way.
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I cannot leave here, I cannot stay Forever haunted, more than afraid Asphyxiate on words I would say I'm drawn to a blackened sky as I turn blue
There are no flowers, no, not this time There'll be no angels gracing the lines, just these stark words I find I'd show a smile, but I'm too weak I'd share with you, could I only speak, just how much this hurts me
I cannot stay here, I cannot leave Just like all I loved, I'm make-believe Imagined heart, I disappear Seems no one will appear here and make me real
There are no flowers, no, not this time There will be no angels gracing the lines, just these stark words I find I'd show a smile but I'm too weak I'd share with you, could I only speak, just how much this hurts me
I'd tell you how it haunts me I'd tell you how it haunts me (It cuts through my days and sinks into my dreams) I'd tell you how it haunts me (It cuts through my days and sinks into my dreams) You don't care that it haunts me
There are no flowers, no, not this time There will be no angels gracing the lines, just these stark words I find I'd show a smile but I'm too weak I'd share with you, could I only speak, just how much this hurts me Just how much this hurts me Just how much you
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When you see her Angel with a broken wing Brush her hair from her aching eyes Distant thunder, Roll the clouds away Hear her laugh, On a winter day
"Angel with a Broken Wing," Jennie Stearns
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So let's start this religion with a question Let's start with the dreams we may have left behind Let's build a fortress of love by the river With all of the happiness that we can find
"Riddle of the Universe," Donna the Buffalo
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A dream unthreatened by the morning light Could blow this soul right through the roof of the night
There's no sensation to compare with this Suspended animation, a state of bliss Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies Tongue-tied and twisted, just an earth-bound misfit, I.
Pink Floyd, "Learning to Fly".
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Then looking upwards I strain my eyes and try to tell the difference between shooting stars and satellites from the passenger seat as you are driving me home.
"Do they collide?" I ask and you smile. With my feet on the dash the world doesn't matter.
When you feel embarrassed then I'll be your pride When you need directions then I'll be the guide for all time.
Death Cab For Cutie, Passenger Seat
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There are no flowers, no, not this time There'll be no angels gracing the lines, just these stark words I find I'd show a smile, but I'm too weak I'd share with you, could I only speak, just how much this hurts me
AFI, "This Time Imperfect".
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Here I am Will you send me an angel Here I am In the land of the morning star
The Scorpions - Send Me An Angel
I couldn't remember who sings the other (better, in my opinion) song of the same title with different lyrics, which goes like this:
It get's in your eyes It's makin' you cry don't know what to do don't know what to do Send me an angel
(The Scorpions song is the one I am using, so don't link from the second lyrics, I just want someone to tell me who sings that song)
EDIT: Okay, the word was angels, with an s, can mine still count? I'm too lazy to delete it. I swear it'll never happen again, I always watch for that, this is the first time I've missed it. I need to go to bed.
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And even though we ain't got money, i'm so in love with ya honey, And everything will bring a chain of love. And in the morning when i rise, you bring a tear of joy to my eyes, And tell me everything is gonna be alright.
Danny's Song Kenny Logins
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Who ever thought we'd ever come this far Jet stream riding as the clock strikes three Tea for two honey , tea at three Ask me your question it'll set you free
"No Place Like the Right Time," Donna the Buffalo
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Y'know, back in 1991 Katmandu started off their song "The Common Man" with a rendition of "Motherless Child" . . .
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Went out last night Bought two eggs and a slice of ham Went out last night Bought two eggs and a slice of ham Bill came to three dollars and ten cents And I didn't even get no jam
"Money Blues," Bob Dylan
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This bed is on fire With passionate love The neighbours complain about the noises above But she only comes when she’s on top
My therapist said not to see you no more She said you’re like a disease without any cure She said I’m so obsessed that I’m becoming a bore, oh no Ah, you think you’re so pretty
Caught your hand inside the till Slammed your fingers in the door Fought with kitchen knives and skewers Dressed me up in womens clothes Messed around with gender roles Dye my eyes and call me pretty
Moved out of the house, so you moved next door I locked you out , you cut a hole in the wall I found you sleeping next to me, I thought I was alone You’re driving me crazy, when are you coming home
James "Laid"
Ok, "out" is kind of a weak link but I just love this entire album and had to get it up here.
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"We all know the girls that I'm talking about well they are time bombs and they are ticking and the only question is when they'll blow up and they'll blow up; we know that without a doubt cause they're those girls, yeah those girls that let their emotions get the best of them
And I've contrived some sort of a plan to help my fellow man LET'S get emotional girls to all wear mood rings so we'll be tipped off to when they're ticked off cause we'll know just what they're thinking cause what they're thinking...
She's so pretty but she doesn't always act that way her mood's out swinging on the swing set almost every day she said to me that she's so happy it's depressing and all i said was "someone get that girl a mood ring"..."
-Mood Rings, by Reliant K
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I look good in a glass pack I look good and mean I look good in metallic sick wraparound blackout tease I scud along the horizon, I drink some sweet tree I get high in my low-ass boot-cut jean I like being seen I look good with my drink-eat-no-sleep, take-a-leap longevity I get high on my attitude, latitude, 1973 I'm in deep
My head's on fire and high esteem Carry my dead, bored, been there, done that, anything Oh, the wake-up BOMB Oh, the wake-up BOMB Oh, the wake-up BOMB Oh, the wake-up BOMB My head's on fire and high esteem Get drunk and sing along to Queen Practice my T-Rex moves and make the scene Carry my dead, bored, been there, done that, anything
REM - wake up bomb
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There is no pain you are receding A distant ship, smoke on the horizon. You are only coming through in waves Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying
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think i'm going for a walk now i feel a little unsteady i don't want nobody to follow me 'cept maybe you i could make you happy you know if you weren't already i could do a lot of things and i do
tell you the truth i prefer the worst of you too bad you had to have a better half she's not really my type but i think you two are forever and i hate to say it but you're perfect together
so f*** you and your untouchable face and f*** you for existing in the first place and who am i that i should be vying for your touch and who am i i bet you can't even tell me that much
two-thirty in the morning and my gas tank will be empty soon neon sign on the horizon rubbing elbows with the moon a safe haven of sleepless where the deep fryer's always on radio is counting down the top 20 country songs and out on the porch the fly strip is waving like a flag in the wind y'know, i don't look forward to seeing you again soon you'll look like a photograph of yourself taken from far far away and i won't know what to do and i won't know what to say
except f*** you...
i see you and i'm so perplexed what was i thinking what will i think of next where can i hide in the back room there's a lamp that hangs over the pool table and when the fan is on it swings gently side to side there's a changing constellation of balls as we are playing i see orion and say nothing the only thing i can think of saying
is f*** you...
Ani Difranco "Untouchable Face"
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That was a crazy game of poker (That was a crazy game of poker) I lost it all (I lost it all) But someday i'll be back again And I, never to fold. (never to fold)
OAR "Crazy Game of Pokker"
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She’ll take me back in And nurse me to life She’ll give me a pillow In place of a vice She’ll give me a pardon Not just ‘cause she’s nice In the blue easy light of morning
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But the BAND on the bus And theyre waiting to go Gotta drive all night and do the show in Chicago Or Detroit I dont know We do so many shows in a row And these towns all look the same We just pass the time in the hotel room And wander round backstage Til those lights come up And we hear that crowd And we remember why we came
jackson Browne - stay
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Only LOVE Can make it rain The way the beach is kissed by the sea. Only LOVE Can make it rain Like the sweat of lovers' Laying in the fields. -The Who, Love Reign o'er me
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And I guess that's why they call it the blues Time on my hands could be time spent with you Laughing like children, living like lovers Rolling like thunder under the covers And I guess that's why they call it the blues
I Guess That's Why They Call It the Blues - Elton John
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You talk of over throwing power with violence as your tool You speak of liberation and when the people rule Well ain't it people rule right now, what differnce would there be? Just another set of bigots with their rifle-sights on me But what about those people who don't want your new restrictions? Those that disagree with you and have their own convictions? You say thay've got it wrong becuase they don't agree with you So when the recolution comes you'll have to run them through Yet you say that revoution will bring freedom for us all Well freedom just ain't freedom when your back's against the wall...
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Music was his life It was not his livelihood. And it made him feel so happy. And it made him feel so good. And he sang from his heart. And he sang from his soul. He did not know how well he sang. It just made him whole.
Mr. Tanner - Harry Chapin
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Above the planet on a wing and a prayer, My grubby halo, a vapour trail in the empty air, Across the clouds I see my shadow fly Out of the corner of my watering eye A dream unthreatened by the morning light Could blow this soul right through the roof of the night
There's no sensation to compare with this Suspended animation, a state of bliss Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies Tongue-tied and twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I
- Pink Floyd, "Learning to Fly".
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If I should call you up, invest a dime And you say you belong to me and ease my mind Imagine how the world could be, so very fine So happy together
I can't see me lovin' nobody but you For all my life When you're with me, baby the skies'll be blue For all my life
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She's got a smile that it seems to me Reminds me of childhood memories Where everything Was as fresh as the bright blue sky Now and then when I see her face She takes me away to that special place And if I stared too long I'd probably break down and cry
Sweet child of mine Sweet love of mine
She's got eyes of the bluest skies As if they thought of rain I hate to look into those eyes And see an ounce of pain
Guns'n'Roses, "Sweet Child of Mine".
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When I think of heaven Deliver me in a black - winged bird I think of flying down into a sea of pens and feathers And all other instruments of faith and sex and God In the belly of a black - winged bird. Don't try to feed me I've been here before And I deserve a little more
I belong in the service of the Queen I belong anywhere but in between She's been crying and I've been thinking And I am the Rain King
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Home - is where I want to be But I guess I'm already there I come home - -she lifted up her wings Guess that this must be the place I can't tell one from another Did I find you, or you find me? There was a time Before we were born If someone asks, this where I'll be
-Talking Heads, Naive Melody (This Must Be the Place)
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Ice is forming on the tips of my wings Unheeded warnings, I thought I thought of everything No navigator to guide my way home Unladened, empty and turned to stone
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