posted March 11, 2012 12:27 PM            

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Originally posted by Yin:
Ignore the video.

Bloody Mother ******* *******

Poetry is no place for a heart that's a *****
And I'm young & I'm strong
But I feel old & tired
Overfired

And I've been poked & stoked
It's all smoke, there's no more fire
Only desire
For you, whoever you are
For you, whoever you are

You say my time here has been some sort of joke
That I've been messing around
Some sort of incubating period
For when I really come around
I'm cracking up
And you have no idea

No idea how it feels to be on your own
In your own home
with the ******* phone
And the mother of gloom
In your bedroom
Standing over your head
With her hand in your head
With her hand in your head

I will not pretend
I will not put on a smile
I will not say I'm all right for you
When all I wanted was to be good
To do everything in truth
To do everything in truth

Oh I wish I wish I wish I was born a man
So I could learn how to stand up for myself
Like those guys with guitars
I've been watching in bars
Who've been stamping their feet to a different beat
To a different beat
To a different beat

I will not pretend
I will not put on a smile
I will not say I'm all right for you
When all I wanted was to be good
To do everything in truth
To do everything in truth

You bloody mother ******* *******
Oh you bloody mother ******* *******
Oh you bloody mother ******* *******
Oh you bloody mother ******* *******
Oh you bloody mother ******* *******
Oh you bloody...

I will not pretend
I will not put on a smile
I will not say I'm all right for you
For you, whoever you are
For you, whoever you are
For you, whoever you are

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Wow, ditto for me.

posted March 11, 2012 12:35 PM            

You only know what I want you to
I know everything you don't want me to
Oh your mouth is poison, your mouth is wine
You think your dreams are the same as mine
Oh I don't love you but I always will
Oh I don't love you but I always will
Oh I don't love you but I always will
I always will

I wish you'd hold me when I turn my back
The less I give the more I get back
Oh your hands can heal, your hands can bruise
I don't have a choice but I'd still choose you

Oh I don't love you but I always will
Oh I don't love you but I always will
Oh I don't love you but I always will
Oh I don't love you but I always will
Oh I don't love you but I always will
Oh I don't love you but I always will
Oh I don't love you but I always will

I always will
I always will
I always will
I always will
I always will
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"Poison & Wine" as written by John White, Joy Williams, Chris Lindsey
Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing
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posted March 11, 2012 12:41 PM            

"Best Day Of Your Life"

I'm gonna race you to the fence, to the fence
I'm gonna race you to the fence
I'm gonna chase you 'round the block, 'round the block
I'm gonna chase you 'round the block

Come on, jump out the door
You can't hold it back no more
I'll show you how the birds learned how to fly

I'm gonna take you on a ride, on a ride
I'm gonna take you on a ride
I'm gonna race you to the sky, to the sky
I'm gonna race you to the sky

Come on, jump out the door
You can't hold it down no more
I'll show you how the birds learned how to fly
Don't mind leaving your nest
Don't mind making a mess
This might be the best day of your life

I'm gonna race you to the moon, to the moon
I'm gonna race you to the moon
We're gonna get there real soon, real soon
Hold your breath, I bet that we will get there soon

posted March 12, 2012 09:08 AM            

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Originally posted by T:
The Gotye song has been stuck in my head all day. I think i heard it on the radio for the first time since listening to it here.

Catchy tune

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posted March 12, 2012 09:10 AM            

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Originally posted by teasel:
Wow, ditto for me.

I do stand up for myself, but once I'm *that* angry, it really takes a while for me to cool down - especially if I keep running into reminders, or am treated that way by someone else.

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Martha is a Taurus. She probably has some angry Aries in there too, but a ****** off Bull is scarier than a ****** off Aries IMO.

posted March 15, 2012 04:18 PM            

This is how it works
It feels a little worse
Than when we drove our hearse
Right through that screaming crowd

While laughing up a storm
Until we were just bone
Until it got so warm
That none of us could sleep

And all the Styrofoam
Began to melt away
We tried to find some words
To aid in the decay

But none of them were home
Inside their catacomb
A million ancient bees
Began to sting our knees

While we were on our knees
Praying that disease
Would leave the ones we love
And never come again

On the radio
We heard, 'November Rain'
That solo's really long
But it's a pretty song
We listened to it twice
'Case the DJ was asleep

This is how it works
You're young until you're not
You love until you don't
You try until you can't

You laugh until you cry
You cry until you laugh
And everyone must breathe
Until their dying breath

No, this is how it works
You peer inside yourself
You take the things you like
And try to love the things you took

And then you take that love you made
And stick it into some
Someone else's heart
Pumping someone else's blood

And walking arm in arm
You hope it don't get harmed
But even if it does
You'll just do it all again

And on the radio
You hear, 'November Rain'
That solo's awful long
But it's a good refrain
You listen to it twice
'Cause the DJ is asleep

posted March 19, 2012 03:07 AM            

The A Team

White lips, pale face
Breathing in snowflakes
Burnt lungs, sour taste
Light's gone, day's end
Struggling to pay rent
Long nights, strange men

And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries

And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
Cos we're just under the upperhand
And go mad for a couple of grams
And she don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
Or sells love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly

Ripped gloves, raincoat
Tried to swim and stay afloat
Dry house, wet clothes
Loose change, bank notes
Weary-eyed, dry throat
Call girl, no phone

And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries

And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
Cos we're just under the upperhand
And go mad for a couple of grams
But she don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
Or sells love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
An angel will die
Covered in white
Closed eye
And hoping for a better life
This time, we'll fade out tonight
Straight down the line

posted March 20, 2012 10:06 AM            

I listen to the wind
To the wind of my soul
Where I'll end up well I think,
Only God really knows
I've sat upon the setting sun
But never, never never never
I never wanted water once
No, never, never, never

posted March 21, 2012 10:24 AM            

When the numbers get so high
Of the dead flying through the sky
O, I don't know why
Love comes to me
Love comes to me

When your mouth is laying ope
Head knocked back you don't cope
You're out of rings and flowers and soap
Love comes to me
Love comes to me

Love comes to me
Love comes and all
It's my hands, my heart, my lips
And that is all

When the fever hits on your forehead
And trusive mice chew up your bed
And you call on God and God is dead
Love comes to you
Love comes to you

O, sugar won't you be my only
I'm a hard-hearted honey-pot hungry shepherd
And I'm longing to be born for you, that's her

Love comes to you
Love comes and all
It's your hands, your heart, your lip
And that is all

posted March 22, 2012 04:04 PM            

Feist- The Bad In Each Other http://youtu.be/NYWzJrY3JPw

"Speak plain" he said
But didn’t say
He acted that way
And held me like a cup

Fill me up
Then pour me out
Therein lies the doubt
We had the same feelings
At opposite times

When a good man and a good woman
Can't find the good in each other
Then a good man and a good woman
Will bring out the worst in the other
The bad in each other

But what and how
To find us now
When we’ve become two
Fluorescently blue
Down the neon river
The sadness canoes
Either without or with her

When a good man and a good woman
Can’t find the good in each other
Then a good man and a good woman
Will bring out the worst in the other

posted March 22, 2012 04:09 PM            

I've seen and done things I want to forget
I've seen soldiers fell like lumps of meat
Blown and shot out beyond belief
Arms and legs were in the trees

I've seen and done things I want to forget
Coming from an unearthly place
Longing to see a woman's face
Instead of the words that gather pace
The words that maketh murder

These, these, these are the words
The words that maketh murder
These, these, these are the words
The words that maketh murder
These, these, these are the words
Murder

These, these, these are the words
The words that maketh murder
These, these, these are the words
The words that maketh murder

I've seen and done things I want to forget
I've seen a corporal who’s nerves were shot
Climbing behind a fierce, gone sun
I've seen flies swarming everyone
Soldiers fell like lumps of meat
These are the words, the words are these

Death lingering, stunk
Flies swarming everyone
Over the whole summit peak
Flesh quivering in the heat
This was something else again
I fear it cannot be explained
The words that maketh, the words that maketh
Murder

posted March 22, 2012 05:07 PM            

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Originally posted by Yin:
Love them, Fondue! They will be adopted Yin's songs now. More, more!

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My musical taste is kind of all over the place, so some odd stuff might pop up.

Amanda Palmer - Astronaut (A Short History Of Nearly Nothing) http://youtu.be/1O6GqCwjh-k

Is it enough to have some love
Small enough to slip inside a book
Small enough to cover with your hand
Because everyone around you wants to look

It is enough to have some love
Small enough to fit inside the cracks
The pieces don’t fit together so good
For all the breaking and all the gluing back

And I am still not getting what I want
I want to touch the back of your right arm
I wish you could remind me who I was
Because every day I’m a little further off

But you are, my love, the astronaut
Flying in the face of science
I will gladly stay an afterthought
Just bring back some nice reminders

Is it getting harder to pretend
That life goes on without you in the wake
And can you see the means without the end
In the random frantic action that we take

And is it getting easy not to care
Despite the many rings around your name
It isn’t funny and it isn’t fair
You’ve travelled all this way and it’s the same

But you are, my love, the astronaut
Flying in the face of science
I will gladly stay an afterthought
Just bring back some nice reminders

I would tell them anything to see you split the evening
But as you see I do not have an awful lot to tell
Everybody’s sick for something that they can find fascinating
Everyone but you and even you aren’t feeling well

Yes you are, my love, the astronaut
Crashing in the name of science
Just my luck they sent your upper half
It’s a very nice reminder
It’s a very nice reminder

posted March 22, 2012 05:21 PM            

A Retinue Of Moons

A retinue of moons, of icy moons
They illuminate the land
And they make me think of you
What sunk silently
To the depths of a mystery
A clue that only one scientist knew

Who knew that the sky is now found to contain
Benzene and methane and chalk
And bloody mud, muddy blood from the sky
From the sickly sweet wings of Edith’s Checkerspot Butterfly
They die in the ocean
Their legs are broken
The rain slows their flight as it soaks their wings

A microphone will listen for thunder
The telephone will dial the number
To deliver a, a clearer picture
Of weird wet weather
This puts all previous discoveries in doubt
These are things we have theories about

Overhead two sky titans
They collide in slow motion
While over the Ice Tongue, fluid flows
A 1000-foot thick chunk of sediment is exposed
Your own special home

A choking, vapor-laced haze
Obscured by acid rain
Enveloping everything
On the edge of the Milky Way

The Infidel Is Me

Am I the infidel
I thought it was supposed to be someone else
But now I see it’s me
I am my own worst enemy

Just think of it
The sequence of the incidents was intricate
So brilliant yet illegitimate
Not disastrously but triumphantly
When we met in the secret facility
I said, you remember what I said
“It’ll be easy for you to recognize me
By the coils of concentina wire
Surrounding my head in a shiny halo
Of small sharp blades.”

“There are people here
That would do you great harm
So please, just try to stay calm
And I’ll get you through this,”
You whisper
And with that, my allegiance had shifted

The betrayal, the delusions
My Quantico rejection
The isolation, the breakdowns
And mysterious injections
Ah, the infidel is me

Then it was I
The lone futurist leading scores of resistors
Armed with tridents
But you’re not there

Why can’t you come in from the cold
Why can’t you come in from the cold
To make an unlikely alliance with me

Why don’t you come in from the cold
Why don’t you come in from the cold
To make an unlikely alliance with me

Ay, the Infidel is me

And in defiance of our alliance
I say, go away and lick your wounds
And when you get them really clean again
You can dream away your dark dream