06-26-2006, 06:14 AM | #151 |
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Screamin' Jay Hawkings
Feast Of The Mau Maus Live 1969 ----------------------- OUH OUHH WOAH! HOAHH WOAWOAH!! Cut the fat off the back of a baboon Boil it down to a pound in a spoon Scoop the eyes from a fly flying backwards Take the jaws and the paws off a 'coon Take your time, ain't life for good cookin' 'Cause the rest of this mess ain't good lookin' Take the fleas from the knees of a demon Tell your pals "the gals will come screamin" To the feast with the beast of the Mau Maus They make wine from the spine of a bulldog It's a test for the best for who stays And the feast with the beast of the Mau Maus Brush your teeth with a piece of a goose toenail After death still a breath from a drunk in jail Pull the skin off your friend with a razor blade And tonight change tomorrow bring back yesterday Shake your hip, bite your lip, shoot your mother-in-law Put on your gorilla suit, drink some elbow soup and have a ball Get it straight, don't be late, it's time for mad fun Feast of the Mau Maus has begun - HAW! At the feast with the beast of the Mau Maus They make wine from the spine of their bulldogs It's a test for the best for who stays And a feast with the beast of the Mau Mau And a feast with the beast of the Mau Mau How they talk, man? They go like this WADEE? HUMDEE MWLADEE And how do the women talk? OU UH! DEWAH! OU UH CACKLE What you want when you wanta tell 'em You want some more to eat, man? Well how 'bout gimme some more of that meat there And pass me some of the inside of that thigh And spread some spread on it, you know In between the toes, yeah, sock it to me there, ooh Sure tastes good, man Gimme some more of that inside soul, yeah That, what you mean you ain't got no more soul? You won't eat that, WAH Feast of the Mau Mau They make wine from the spine of their bulldogs They stick their thumb in their eyeballs And make peepin' olives Yeah, that's what's happenin' Reach into his chest and pull out his ribs, man Let me bite on that cat's bone Sock it to me one time Evil, brother EVIIIL! Inside line, please Can I have a fried ear?
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06-26-2006, 10:34 AM | #152 |
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Shriekback... Bastard Sons of Enoch
Cain decked the angel said "fuck you screw"
Shook the garden's dust from off his shoe Then he walked in the desert a mile or two He came to the plain where the medlars grew And he sat down on the burning sand Looked at the red on his brown right hand And he spoke to the devil about his plans Out to the east of Eden Oh, the devil said "Cain, I think this will fly I want this bastard deep and high From the guts of the earth to the clean blue sky Time to rape, scald, scar up and petrify" So with shovel and pick they worked side by side Till they ripped out a hole in the grandmother's side And the city rose out of it bad and wide Out to the east of Eden ENOCH BEGAT URUK BEGAT NINEVEH BEGAT BABYLON BEGAT SODOM BEGAT JERICHO BEGAT CAIRO BEGAT PORT SAID BEGAT [_________?] BEGAT BANGKOK BEGAT SAIGON BEGAT VEGAS BEGAT HAMBURG BEGAT NEW YORK CITY BEGAT MEGA CITY ONE BEGAT NEO TOKYO That was all now so long ago And down these mean streets now we all must go All our fears have come true and no help to know That only our thoughts have made them so All the people are scared as they can be Crying "don't try and come to close to me" Now we all prefer and don't you agree A mechanical kind of ecstacy And the masters preen and their wives impress And the witches burn and the slaves undress And they all get fucked and paid and blessed On the altars of their own success And the numb and stupid and dumb and vain Have their fatuous theories to explain Why nobody any longer feels the pain Down to the east of Eden Wanna see the infernal city Wanna see the ruined city Wanna see the poisoned city Wanna see the big bad city Wanna see the lost city Wanna see the dead city Wanna see the ghost city Wanna see the forbidden city
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06-26-2006, 11:17 AM | #153 |
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06-26-2006, 11:59 AM | #154 | |
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(Open Up) Your Filthy Heart (To Me) High above through veils of cloud I look on you again You're beautiful as always in this light About you shame and ignorance are clinging like a shroud But I can't wait to be with you tonight No angels walk beside you now No heroes hold your hands Your heart was broken but your mind's still free And down below me you are waiting smiling like a ghost Come open up your filthy heart to me Into your arms so long ago in innocence and fear I asked you for your dreams to make me wise Like a priestess like a whore you took me by the hand And showed me all your mysteries and lies But everywhere I go there still are echoes of you now Your golden streets that no one ever sees And all I ask is one last time Before my time has passed Come open up your filthy heart to me Mad dogs and millionaires have breathed upon your eyes Their rituals are sordid and so bland They whisper their banalaties They fawn and patronise How little all your suitors understand They try to dress you up like someone younger and more free Ridiculous they try to make you seem When what you are is perfect and I need no more than this Come open up your filthy heart to me
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06-26-2006, 12:42 PM | #155 |
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Story of my fuckin life.
AGENT ORANGE LYRICS "Everything Turns Grey" Things don't seem to be as easy As they used to be It's getting harder every day To think of better things to say About what's going on around you And what's happening inside you When it's time to change you won't know how It won't matter years from now No matter what you think or do or say Everything turns grey This is it, the darkest hour Isn't it depressing how our Minds create an atmosphere That won't happen here Unless we make some new demands To grasp the future in our hands You know I wish I could but it's too late For senseless minds that love to hate No matter what they think or do or say Everything turns grey No matter what they think or do or say Everything turns grey
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06-27-2006, 07:44 PM | #156 |
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*coughs*
*ahem* (feet shuffling) 4 minutes and 32 seconds - John Cage
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06-27-2006, 09:25 PM | #157 |
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Heroin - The Velvet Underground
I don't know just where I'm going But I'm gonna try for the kingdom, if I can 'Cause it makes me feel like I'm a man When I put a spike into my vein And I'll tell ya, things aren't quite the same When I'm rushing on my run And I feel just like Jesus' son And I guess that I just don't know And I guess that I just don't know I have made the big decision I'm gonna try to nullify my life 'Cause when the blood begins to flow When it shoots up the dropper's neck When I'm closing in on death And you can't help me not, you guys And all you sweet girls with all your sweet silly talk You can all go take a walk And I guess that I just don't know And I guess that I just don't know I wish that I was born a thousand years ago I wish that I'd sail the darkened seas On a great big clipper ship Going from this land here to that In a sailor's suit and cap Away from the big city Where a man can not be free Of all of the evils of this town And of himself, and those around Oh, and I guess that I just don't know Oh, and I guess that I just don't know Heroin, be the death of me Heroin, it's my wife and it's my life Because a mainer to my vein Leads to a center in my head And then I'm better off than dead Because when the smack begins to flow I really don't care anymore About all the Jim-Jim's in this town And all the politicians makin' busy sounds And everybody puttin' everybody else down And all the dead bodies piled up in mounds 'Cause when the smack begins to flow Then I really don't care anymore Ah, when the heroin is in my blood And that blood is in my head Then thank God that I'm as good as dead Then thank your God that I'm not aware And thank God that I just don't care And I guess I just don't know And I guess I just don't know
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06-28-2006, 02:46 AM | #158 |
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Danzig - Thirteen
Bad luck wind been blowin' on my back I was born to bring trouble wherever I'm at With the number '13' tattooed on my neck That ink starts to itch Black gon' turn to red I was born in the soul of misery And I never had me a name They just give me a number when I was young Got a long line of heartache I carry it well The list of lives I've broken Reach from here to Hell And a bad luck wind been blowin' on my back Pray you don't look at me And I pray I don't look back I was born in the soul of misery And I never had me a name They just give me a number when I was young Found me with a preacherman confessin' all I done Catch me with the devil playing 21 And a bad luck wind been blowin' on my back I was born to bring trouble wherever I'm at I was born in the soul of misery And I never had me a name They just give me a number when I was young When I was young When I was young When I was young
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06-29-2006, 10:58 PM | #159 |
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Calling All Angels
Jane Siberry with K.D. Lang Santa Maria, Santa Teresa, Santa Anna, Santa Susannah Santa Cecilia, Santa Copelia, Santa Dominica, Mary Angelica Frater Achad, Frater Pietro, Julianus, Petronella Santa, Santos, Miroslaw, Vladimir and all the rest a man is placed upon the steps, a baby cries and high above the church bells start to ring and as the heaviness the body oh the heaviness settles in somewhere you can hear a mother sing then it's one foot then the other as you step out onto the road how much weight? how much weight? then it's how long? and how far? and how many times before it's too late? calling all angels calling all angels walk me through this world don't leave me alone calling all angels calling all angels we're cryin' and we're hurtin' and we're not sure why... and every day you gaze upon the sunset with such love and intensity why it's...it's almost as if if you could only crack the code then you'd finally understand what this all means but if you could...do you think you would trade it in all the pain and suffering? ah, but then you'd miss the beauty of the light upon this earth and the sweetness of the leaving calling all angels calling all angels walk me through this one don't leave me alone callin' all angels callin' all angels we're tryin' we're hopin' we're hurtin' we're lovin' we're cryin' we're callin' 'cause we're not sure how this goes
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06-30-2006, 02:13 AM | #160 |
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I unintentionally saw her (Jane Sibbery) in concert. She seemed like a cheap imitation of Laurie Anderson.
She also had the misfortune of playing a popular Philadelphia night club as the front-act before a very popular local act had very special show. The crowd was not in the least interested in what she was doing. Well, except for about 30 people (her friends and hangers-on) out of the capacity crowd.
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07-07-2006, 04:26 AM | #161 |
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You been bad
Don't do what I say. You don't listen. And you never obey. Try to teach you. But you just won't be good. You won't behave the way A big girl should. It's time to give the whip a crack. I'm gonna have to send you back to Bitch School. Bitch School. You're a beauty. You're the best of your breed. You're a handful. And I know what you need. You need training. Gonna bring you to heel. I'm gonna break you with my will of steel. Discipline's my middle name. And no one comes back the same from Bitch School. Bitch School. No more sniffling strangers, or running free at night. You think my bark's bad, honey - wait till you feel my bite. You got problems. You whine and you beg. When I'm busy, You wanna dance with my leg. I'm gonna chain you. Make you sleep out of doors. You're so fetching when you're down on all fours. And when you hear your master, You will come a little faster, thanks to Bitch School. Guess who wrote this one?
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I wouldn't have guessed that she'd be anything like Laurie A. Now I'm a little curious.
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07-07-2006, 03:25 PM | #163 |
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Blow Up Hollywood - "WMD"
did really poor in high school it wasn't my thing i wanted to leave this small town but i had no money so i visit my uncle sam and he tells me he has a plan i can see the world for free i never knew the desert could be so hot and all this heavy equipment it must cost a lot well they issued me my gun and they told me to kill someone but he hasn't done a thing to me they put me on the front line and they told me to wait for a sign i'd be looking out for wmd's what are these?
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07-08-2006, 01:17 AM | #164 |
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Chocolate Jesus
Well, i don't go to church on sunday Don't get on my knees to pray Don't memorize the books of the bible I got my own special way I know jesus loves me Maybe just a little bit more I fall down on my knees every sunday At zerelda lee's candy store Well, it's got to be a chocolate jesus Make me feel good inside Got to be a chocolate jesus Keep me satisfied Well, i don't want no abba zabba Don't want no almond joy There ain't nothing better Suitable for this boy Well, it's the only thing that can pick me up It's better than a cup of gold See, only a chocolate jesus Can satisfy my soul When the weather gets rough and it's whiskey in the shade It's best to wrap your savior up in cellophane He flows like the big muddy but that's okay Pour him over ice cream for a nice parfait Well, it's got to be a chocolate jesus Good enough for me Got to be a chocolate jesus It's good enough for me And it's got to be a chocolate jesus Make me feel so good inside Got to be a chocolate jesus Keep me satisfied Written by: Kathleen Brennan and Tom Waits |
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