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FOT Community => General Discussion => Topic started by: erika on November 26, 2008, 02:39:53 PM
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"Doomed to be a killah since I came out the nut-sack."
It's bad, I know, but I love it so much...
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"If my thought dream could be seen
They'd probably put my head in a guillotine"
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"I will carry you home in my teeth."
-Mountain Goats from "Grendel's Mother"
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"I'm just a squirrel trying to get a nut, so move your butt." It calls to mind several of my interests.
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"Yes, I will marry your daughter Janet/
by the truth of my right hand./
Yes, I will marry your daughter Janet/
but I'll not be the lord of your land."
-Willie O' Winsbury, trad.
Sort of plain taken out of context...but hearing that line delivered to the King who at one time wanted Willie hanged (and later confessed that he would indeed sleep with Willie if he "were a lady as he is a man") never fails to put a smirk on my face.
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Curvy sticks and wooden poles
Assistin' you in pluggin' holes
Plug them holes
till you see
straight through to the mind's eye
Ween, "You Were the Fool"
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"Isn't it cool when you cut your hand
and the blood is red
instead of sell-out green"
- De La Soul
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"Nothing frightens me more
Than religion at my door"
- John Cale
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Far, far away there's a planet, inside a planet
There is a great mountain, in the mountain there is a lake
And in this great lake there's an island that no one knew
And there in the giant island was an old castle and ruins
Deep in the castle, in the courtyard is a well
Shaped like a capital L, I shouldn't tell
Ghostly echoes of the screams of the child who once fell
To break her neck and soak up the gongs of the church bell
Deep in the bottom of the well, water that rots
Is a little black pyramid far down in the slot
And inside that little black pyramid on that planet
I laugh in the dark for that pyramid holds my heart
- Warcloud (RobotTank)
anything that guy does I love
visit his myspace
http://www.myspace.com/franktherobottank
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Hey, daddy-o
I don't wanna go
down to the basement
There's somethin' down there
I don't wanna go
Hey, Romeo
There's somethin' down there
I don't wanna go
down to the basement
-Ramones, I Don't Wanna Go Down To The Basement
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[To the question of whether you are ever sorry you got married]
You're always sorry,
You're always grateful,
You're always wondering
What might have been--
Then she walks in.
And still you're sorry,
And still you're grateful,
And still you wonder
And still you doubt--
And she goes out.
Everything's different, nothing's changed.
Only maybe slightly rearranged.
You're sorry-grateful,
Regretful-happy.
Why look for answers
When none occur?
You always are what you always were,
Which has nothing to do with, all to do with her.
-Stephen Sondheim, "Sorry-Grateful" from "Company"
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I thought that they were angels, but to my surprise,
they climbed aboard their starship and headed for the skies.
- Styx
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"Birthdays was the worst days, now we sip champagne when we thirs-tay"
Biggie Smalls, "Juicy"
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"Bogeyman came and guess what he said
He said the Maple Lady said you got a pointy head."
- Eyeball Skeleton
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"Time to play B-sides"
-Burning For You
Blue Oyster Cult
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And the 30 years of hopes and fears breathing down my neck,
Such a sad sad thing i set you free,
'Cuz I can't get you back.
You are fire, you are water.
When you dance, it is torture.
Crooked Fingers
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"Time to play B-sides"
-Burning For You
Blue Oyster Cult
That's a great one!
"I mean loyalty, [n-word]z bought me milks at lunch, the milks were chocolate, the cookies butter-crunch."
I just think that is fucking hilarious.
Also: "It is autumn and my camouflage is dying" - Silver Jews
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Hey, daddy-o
I don't wanna go
down to the basement
There's somethin' down there
I don't wanna go
Hey, Romeo
There's somethin' down there
I don't wanna go
down to the basement
-Ramones, I Don't Wanna Go Down To The Basement
Also this:
"I'm a shock trooper in a stupor yes I am
I'm a nazi schnatze y'know I fight for the fatherland
I'm a shock trooper in a stupor yes I am
I'm a nazi schnatze y'know I fight for the fatherland
Little german boy being pushed around little german boy in a german town
Eins-zwei-drei-vier
Today your love, tomorrow the world; today your love, tomorrow the world
Today your love, tomorrow the world; today your love, tomorrow the world
Today your love, tomorrow the world!"
-Ramones, Today Your Love, Tomorrow the World
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On this day of thanks, let me just say I'm grateful this thread isn't titled "Lyrics you find delicious for whatever reason."
We fight every night, now that's not kosher
I reminisce with bliss of when we was closer
And wake up to be greeted by an argument again
You act like you're ten
So immature, I try to concentrate on a cure
And keep lookin' at the front door
Thinkin' if I were to evacuate
You'd probably be straighter than straight
And wouldn't have so much hate
'Cause you don't know the pain I feel when I see you smilin'
And when I roll up you start wilin'
So I front like everything's hunky-dory
But it's a whole different story
You don't like the fact that I'm me
I don't put on a show
When it comes time for you to have company
And your friends don't understand your choice of man
They speak proper while my speech is from a gargabe can
But regardless, you shouldn't have to be so raw
I'm lookin' at the front door
I'm lookin' at the front door
Baby, I'm lookin' at the front door
I'm lookin' at the front door
And when you're with your friends, I glide to the side
Until the spotlight is mine and never sabotage a good time
But when they're not around, the fights commence
I'm the one you're against and it doesn't make sense
'Cause I'm the one that you claim to love for life
But all I get is gray hairs and strife
And I can play some ole stuck-up rapper role
And get foul every time you lose control
But that's not my order of operations
So I should win an award for lots of patience
'Cause that's all a fella can have
With a girl who's shootin' up his world like Shaft
And I don't think that I can take it anymore
I'm lookin' at the front door
My friends always tell me how I'm lucky to possess
The best looking girl in the whole U.S.
But every time you scream, you blow your finesse
Tryin' to dis the Profess-
Or twenty-four hours of acting sore
Sometimes I wish you'd come down with lockjaw
So I don't have to take in the breakin'
You treat me like a burnt piece of bacon
It seems like just two years
Back when we were bonded and not pierced
But now I keep itchin' to jet
Sitting' in the chair just to stare, set to sprint
Yo, sweetheart, you better take a hint
I say it now like I said it before
I'm lookin' at the front door
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"Like start some mini-Iran / Or spread some effing disease / They talk so many goddamn ways / It's all greek to me."
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Never pegged Chris L as a Main Source fan. But it all makes sense. Got that song on 12" vinyl. It's mixed at an oddly low volume. Still one of my favorites.
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Never pegged Chris L as a Main Source fan. But it all makes sense. Got that song on 12" vinyl. It's mixed at an oddly low volume. Still one of my favorites.
all those old rap tunes are mastered low as hell
the original mix of 36 chambers used to drive me nuts with that.
10 year reissue helps a lot.
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all of method of modern love
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speaking of modern love,
"I don't wanna make a rich girl crawl."
-modern lovers
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"If you squeeze my lizard/I'll put the snake on you!"
Motorhead "Killed By Death"
Lemmy is a poet, I tells ya.
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But i, somehow, some way, Keep comin up with funky ass shit like every single day
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The Replacements "Hold My Life"
Razzle Dazzle!
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"By Mennen"
-Sic Alps, "A Story Over There"
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"I used to work at Mickey D's/And to my old buster-ass manager, licky these"
-The Coup, "Busterismology"
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"I can't measure my love. There's nothing to compare it to."
-Benny Mardones
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Parody lyrics to the tune of George Harrison’s
“Awaiting On You All”
a.k.a.
“Chanting The Name Of The Lord”
“Chanting The Name Of The Turd”
a.k.a.
“Chanting The Name Of Old Tor”
You may have a smooth grin
Your lies come out deadpan
great communicator, mental masturbator
spent a decade vegetatin’
If you open up your heart
blood will gush right out
your emotions are in your brain
not in replaceable chest spout
By chantin’ the name of old Tor and you will see
it’s worthless as chanting the name of any ole deity
when earthquakes or giant storms come from the sea
its as helpful as if you spent your whole life chantin’ Gumby
You need to cut a fart
all life needs to make gas
if you’re an instigator or alligator
you’re gonna get recycled
If you open up your heart
blood will gush right out
charge gnomes in you chest rent
'cause they’ll never help you out
By chantin’ the name of old Tor and you will see
it’s worthless as chanting the name of any ole deity
'god speed' or Lennon songs in space shuttles ain’t worth a pee
when they go boom you’re toast regardless of your theology
You do need some shelter
reporters love helter skelter
Invest in Mardi Gras beads, not flood wall needs,
and churches go a floatin’
If you open up your heart
there’ll be a blood stream
don’t let the creeps con you
with their minds so freakin’ mean
George sang, “Pope owns 51% of General Motors.”
Harrison was pissed, he only owned 49% of GM stores.
Chant Jehovah, Krishna, Allah, Satan or Tor
They’re equally worthless to help you, that’s for sure
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"one foot in the grave, one foot in the shower"
Gary Jules
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A-well-a everybody's heard about the bird
B-b-b-bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, the bird is the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, well the bird is the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, well the bird is the word
A-well-a bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, well the bird is the word
A-well-a bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a don't you know about the bird?
Well, everybody knows that the bird is the word!
A-well-a bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a...
A-well-a everybody's heard about the bird
Bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a don't you know about the bird?
Well, everybody's talking about the bird!
A-well-a bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a bird...
Surfin' bird
Bbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbb... [retching noises]... aaah!
Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-
Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-ooma-mow-mow
Papa-ooma-mow-mow
Papa-ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow
Papa-ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow
Ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow
Papa-ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow
Papa-ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow
Oom-oom-oom-oom-ooma-mow-mow
Papa-ooma-mow-mow, papa-oom-oom-oom
Oom-ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow
Ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow
Papa-a-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow
Papa-ooma-mow-mow, ooma-mow-mow
Papa-ooma-mow-mow, ooma-mow-mow
Papa-oom-oom-oom-oom-ooma-mow-mow
Oom-oom-oom-oom-ooma-mow-mow
Ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow
Papa-ooma-mow-mow, ooma-mow-mow
Well don't you know about the bird?
Well, everybody knows that the bird is the word!
A-well-a bird, bird, b-bird's the word
Papa-ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow
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'i was sitting on the corner, just a' wasting my time/
when i realized i was the king of the rhyme'
- the furious five, 'step off'
(that's some epiphany)
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Also:
'Uncorrected personality traits that seem
whimsical in a child may prove to
be ugly in a fully grown adult.
Lack of involvement with the father, or
over-involvement with the mother,
can result in lack of ability to relate to
sexual fears, and in homosexual
leanings, narcissism, transexuality (girls
from the waist up/men from the
waist down), attempts to be your own love
object. Reconcile your parents to
you by becoming both at once!
Even Marilyn Monroe was a man, but this
tends to get overlooked by our
mother-fixated, overweight, sexist media.
So:
Uncorrected personality traits that seem
whimsical in a child may prove to
be ugly in a fully grown adult.
If you give in to them
Every time they cry
They will become little tyrants
But they won't remember why
Then when they are thwarted
By people in later life
They will become psychotic
And they won't make an ideal husband or wife
The spoiled baby grows into
the escapist teenager who's
the adult alcoholic who's
the middle-aged suicide. (Oy.)
So:
Uncorrected personality traits that seem
whimsical in a child may prove to
be ugly in a fully grown adult'
Robyn Hitchcock
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McLusky - To Hell with Good Intentions
My love is bigger than your love
We take more drugs than a touring funk band
Sing it
My love is bigger than your love
Sing it
My love is bigger than your love
Sing it
The "Sing it"s throughout the song are just delightful.
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McLusky - To Hell with Good Intentions
I also would have accepted:
"Gareth Brown says all your friends are cunts and your mother is a ballpoint pen thief"
from the same album.
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"There will come a time gigantic waves will crush the junk that I have saved. When the moon explodes or floats away i'll lose the souvenirs I saved, la la la." - Sparklehorse "Sunshine"
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"Sex me so good I go blah blah blah."
-Missy Elliott
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"Sex me so good I go blah blah blah."
-Missy Elliott
"Work It" is a non-stop miracle.
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"Romance is the douche of the bourgeoisie"
Was the very first thing she imparted to me
We had sarcastic hair, we used lewd pseudonyms
We got a lot of stares on the street back then.
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out into the night
your out there somewhere getting drunk
when you get back home
youll find me sleepin
and you'll know much I care -Harlan T Bobo
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McLusky - To Hell with Good Intentions
My love is bigger than your love
We take more drugs than a touring funk band
Sing it
My love is bigger than your love
Sing it
My love is bigger than your love
Sing it
The "Sing it"s throughout the song are just delightful.
YES!!!
We've got more songs than a song convention. Sing it!
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On top of spaghetti, All covered with cheese, I lost my poor meatball, When somebody sneezed.
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Watch out
You might get what you're after
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I can't remember the song it's from, but a Sheffield band called Chuck have a lyric that goes
"By the age of 44 every indie kid
Will have played a gig
As guitarist in The Fall."
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Now there's no love
As true as the love
that dies untold
I refuse to believe that this was penned by Robbie Robertson