Bust

RichDB10

One of many excellent lyrics i could have chosen from The Smiths

What she asked of me at the end of the day
Caligula would have blushed

"You've never been in the house too long" she said
and i naturally fled

In my life
Why do i smile
at people who i'd much rather kick in the eye

I was happy in the haze of a drunken hour
But heaven knows i'm miserable now

Gdrlv

Crooked Fingers "You Can Never Leave"

pezsoup

(I CAN TELL) YOUR LOVE IS WANING by Slobberbone

Not much in this trailer, now
A picture book, remote control, and a cookie jar shaped like a cow,
A macrame‚ frame, 'round a picture of me,
Sittin' in a pool of stale beer, on a black and white T.V.

There's a baby in the bedroom that doesn't know you there
As you're lying in the bathtub with shampoo in your hair
And the radio is playing some ****ed up country song ...
And sorta like us it's sad and sweet, but it won't last for long ...

'Cause I can tell your love is waning from the looks and smell of it,
Like getting caught behind a cattle truck and all you smell is **** ...
Getting caught behind a cattle truck and all you smell is **** ...

I don't know ...

Not much in this trailer, now
A picture book, remote control, and a cookie jar shaped like a cow,
A macrame‚ frame, 'round a picture of me, Sittin' in a pool of stale beer, on a black and white T.V.

There's a baby in the bedroom that doesn't know your there
As you're lying in the bathtub running water through your hair
And the radio is plays "Mack the Knife" ...
And I begin to think as I pull myself a steak knife from the bottom of the kitchen sink ...

'Cause I can tell your love is waning from the looks and smell of it,
Like getting caught behind a cattle truck and all you smell is **** ...
Getting caught behind a cattle truck and all you smell is **** ...

I still don't know ... I don't know ...

Not much in this trailer, now
A picture book, remote control, and a cookie jar shaped like a cow,
A macrame‚ frame, 'round a picture of me,
Sittin' in a pool of stale beer, on a black and white T.V.

There's a baby in the bedroom -- doesn't know your there
As you're lying in the bathtub with blood all in your hair
And the radio plays so damn loud I can't hear myself think ...
As I wash the blood from my fingers and the knife in the bathroom sink ...

'Cause I could tell your love was waning from the looks and smell of it,
Like getting caught behind a cattle truck and all you smell is **** ...
Getting caught behind a cattle truck and all you smell is **** ...

But I know that if we could just get past, these foul moods we're in ...
We could drive on down the highway, girl, with all our windows rolled down once again ...

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I love this band check them out at www.slobberbone.com

pezsoup

More slobberbone!!

BILLY PRITCHARD

Wally got lost in a patch of weeds,
and they found his body floating in the reeds
He said he'd gone fishing with the boy from across the creek
Now here you come waking with a smile on your face
Say you've found someone to love you in this loveless place,
And his name is Billy Pritchard,
and he don't think you're no freak
But I don't want him hanging around here, girl
His eyes are filled with evil
He's gonna drag you to the depths of hell
His daddy was a drunk and his mother a whore
And every night another man would leave her door
And his daddy'd take the money,
and he'd go get drunk some more
They never spared the rod, but they still spoiled the child
On debauchery and witchcraft and everything wild
I'm telling you now daughter that he's wicked to the core

I don't want him hanging around here, girl
His eyes are filled with evil
He's gonna steal your heart and then your soul

Oh yeah, my little dove, don't you fly too far
Don't you leave my aching heart
I don't want to see you leaving town
I don't want to see you hanging around;
Don't want to see you hanging out with that weasel'
Cause his eyes are filled with evil
He's gonna drag you to the depths of hell

Daddy I don't believe a word you said
Ever since the day that I learned that my brother was dead
I've just come from Billy Pritchard's
and I know why your hands are red
He said, You took him and Billy fishing by the old oak tree
Told them both to wait for you, you had to go pee
Then you snuck up from behind, and you shot him in the head
But you made a big mistake, father, don't you see
They'd exchange hats underneath that oak tree
You shot your own son, and you blamed it all on Billy

Well I ain't gonna hang around here still,
Cause your eyes are filled with evil
I'm gonna tell the world and watch you hang

Shut your mouth and come inside now, my little dove
Get my gun, get my coat, get my gloves
Understand that everything I do is out of love

evenflow

The Drugs Don't Work by The Verve/Richard Ashcroft

Penny Lane

Drunk by Noon

There once was a poodle who thought he was a cowboy
but he lived in a cage the size of his thumb
and though his white horse was a box of toothpicks
he galloped around until hit by a car

and sometimes I flap my arms like a hummingbird
just to remind myself I'll never fly
and sometimes I burn my arms with cigarettes
just to pretend I won't scream when I die

If my life was as long as the moon's
I'd still be jealous of the sun
If my life lasted only one day
I'd still be drunk by noon

And sometimes I can't wait to come down with cancer
Then I'll get to watch tv all day
and on my deathbed I'll get all the answers
even if all my questions are taken away

If my life was as long as the moon's
I'd still be jealous of the sun
If my life lasted only one day
I'd still be drunk by noon

I'd still be drunk by noon

Cathedrals


The cathedral in Cologne looks like a spaceship
like the hand of God falling from the sky
a thousand stone-carved saints hand like icicles
but icicles don't take a thousand years to die

And everyone who ever worked on that cathedral
or even spent a moment walking by
every one of us are swept away like bread crumbs
so what comfort does it bring soaring towers left behind?

There's a fiberglass castle in Wisconsin
where kids race go-carts around a moat
once we went up there in December
when every water slide and fudge shop was closed

Hoping to find love under the ice machine
all we did was drink in an empty bar
stumbling drunk we crawled back to our motel room
I fell against you and felt your beating heart

Snow was slowly falling from the ice machine
and the moon shone hazy through the pines
but there were lounge chairs thrown into the empty pool
and a dog chained to a tree barking at the sky

-both by the Handsome Family

Cusm

Misfits Where Eagles Dare
I ain't no G@ddamn Son of a B!tch, you better think about it baby



Rage Against the Machine Rodeo Down
These People ain't Seen a brown skinned man since their grandparents bought one

Addy

A few lines from Take The Long Way Home by the Bloodhound Gang:

Life is like Marion Berry
It's not all that it's cracked up to be
Like Fred Sanford when the big one comes
Find the meaning of life is there is none
It's twenty-four hours when you call it a day
Be Frank and say I did it "My Way"
Don't give a Flying Nun no don't give a Gidget
Just have more fun than a well-oiled midget
If life were picture perfect you could frame it
But the world is a diaper so let someone else change it

Michael Corvin

more Bloodhound Gang:

You look like a cross between an Ugnaught and Eugene Levy....

from the modern classic Pretty When I'm Drunk.

monkey

"One" by U2, as performed live, just about always brings me to tears:

Is it getting better
Or do you feel the same
Will it make it easier on you now
You got someone to blame
You say...


One love
One life
When it's one need
In the night
One love
We get to share it
Leaves you baby if you
Don't care for it


Did I disappoint you
Leave a bad taste in your mouth
You act like you never had love
You want me to go without
Is it...


Too late
Tonight
To drag the past out into the light
We're one, but we're not the same
We get to
Carry each other
Carry each other
One...


Have you come here for forgiveness
Have you come to raise the dead
Have you come here to play Jesus
To the lepers in your bed


Did I ask too much
More than a lot
You gave me nothing
Now it's all I've got
We're one
But we're not the same
Well we
Hurt each other
Then we do it again
You say
Love is a temple
Love a higher law
Love is a temple
Love the higher law
You ask me to enter
Then you made me crawl
And I can't be holding on
To what you've got
When all you got is hurt


One love
One blood
One life
You got to do what you should
One life
With each other
Sisters
Brothers
One life
But we're not the same
We get to
Carry each other
Carry each other


One...


One...


Do you hear me coming, love
You hear me call
Hear me knocking
Knocking at your door


You hear me coming, love
You hear me call
Feel me scratching
Will you make me crawl

evenflow

A Reminder by Radiohead

MurraySiskind

Quite a beautiful song. . . a snippet from Nightswimming by R.E.M.

Nightswimming deserves a quiet night.
The photograph on the dashboard, taken years ago,
turned around backwards so the windshield shows.
Every streetlight reveals the picture in reverse.
Still, it's so much clearer.
I forgot my shirt at the water's edge.
The moon is low tonight.

Nightswimming deserves a quiet night.
I'm not sure all these people understand.
It's not like years ago,
The fear of getting caught,
of recklessness and water.
They cannot see me naked.
These things, they go away,
replaced by everyday.

MurraySiskind

A punk/ska song about being a nerdy guy in high school in the 80s. . .

Grudge by Pain

In the eighties, I had a radio.
I had a real bad haircut
And nowhere to go except Aladdin’s Castle and Eckerd Drugs.
She had sweat bands, she liked to break dance.
She wore a pair of shiny parachute pants.
I was geek and she was a superstar.

Was it just, was it just, was it just too much to ask?
Worlds were in the space between us.
I guess I should’ve made a sacrifice
Or tried to meet her set of standards.
I had a pretty good collection of Masters of the Universe.
I had Boba Fett and Greedo and I was pushing seventeen.
She had tapes of Chaka Khan and Kenny Loggins,
She knew how to backwards skate.
She had eyes that looked around for the boys
Who I had lately grown to hate.
At the time I was working on a novel
Just another fruitless side distraction.
I sometimes wondered what she would think of that
What if I had wowed her with some fiction
Over wine and crackers by a lakeside?
Would she have just stood back up and moonwalked home?
was it just too much to ask?
Worlds were in the space between us.
I guess I should’ve made a sacrifice
Or tried to meet her set of standards.
But she didn’t have respect for the Stray Cats,
I didn’t have respect for that.
Rubik’s Cubes were not my style and they’re still not
I was into D&D.
Nanananananananananana

Solo

When I look back upon the eighties
I never get pissed off at Ronald Reagan.
I never paid attention to him back then.
But that chick who wore the parachute pants,
The one who broke my heart, the one who broke danced.
I just hope that one day we’ll meet again.
I’m not sure, I’m not sure, I’m not sure, no I’m not sure.
I’m not sure what I would do,
I’m not sure if even matters
Because I know wherever she is
She’s got something stuck up in her ass
And the closer to the shore that my ship gets
She can only, she can only, she can only eat herself alive
Eat herself alive.
Nanananananananana

Rypro 525

This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end

Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I'll never look into your eyes...again

Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need...of some...stranger's hand
In a...desperate land

Lost in a Roman...wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain, yeah

There's danger on the edge of town
Ride the King's highway, baby
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway west, baby

Ride the snake, ride the snake
To the lake, the ancient lake, baby
The snake is long, seven miles
Ride the snake...he's old, and his skin is cold

The west is the best
The west is the best
Get here, and we'll do the rest

The blue bus is callin' us
The blue bus is callin' us
Driver, where you taken' us

The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went into the room where his sister lived, and...then he
Paid a visit to his brother, and then he
He walked on down the hall, and
And he came to a door...and he looked inside
Father, yes son, I want to kill you
Mother...I want to...**** you

C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
And meet me at the back of the blue bus
Doin' a blue rock
On a blue bus
Doin' a blue rock
C'mon, yeah

**** **** **** **** yeah....

This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end

It hurts to set you free
But you'll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die

This is the end

"The End" the Doors

FatTony

Now America’s got a brand new war
Can anybody tell me what we’re fighting for?
Time to manufacture the illusion of safety
Don’t fear, just consume to uphold the economy
Yeah we always buy everything that they’re sellin’
Everything that they’re sellin’
- -
Payin’ for the bombs that fall on our children
Now we’re headed for our own demise
Dreaming of another mushroom cloud horizon
And that’s the bottom line
It’s time to cancel my subscription
I just can’t stomach anymore of the lies
Violence equals violence and its no solution
And that’s the bottom line
- -
Now turn on the radio and hear what it’s sayin’
Another hollow candy coated melody about nothing
Easier to sell it don’t require you to think
Dumbed down drool, a façade suck-cess
We’re still buyin’ everything that they’re sellin’
Everything that they’re sellin’
- -
Now I’m lookin for the truth and solid meaning
So I can scrape the glass of both of my eyes
Stuffed to the gills with a false sense of stubstance
And now I realize
So its time to cancel my subscription
I just can’t stomach anymore of the lies
Wealth the spectacle of a greedy solution and that’s the bottom line
- -
Now I’m not buyin’ anything that they’re sellin’
Not givin’ in this time
- -
Payin’ for the bombs that fall on our children
Now we’re headed for our own demise
Dreaming of another mushroom cloud horizon
And that’s the bottom line
It’s time to cancel my subscription
I just can’t stomach anymore of the lies
Violence equals violence and its no solution
And that’s the bottom line

"Newsstand Rock (The Exposition)" from The Resignation (2003) - Rx Bandits

Bust

Walter Mitty

always liked the lyrics to Randy Newman's "You can leave your hat on". apparently he wrote it when he was 16:

Baby take off your coat...(real slow)
Baby take off your shoes...(here I'll take your shoes)
Baby take off your dress
Yes yes yes
You can leave your hat on
You can leave your hat on
You can leave your hat on

Go on over there and turn on the light...no all the lights
Now come back here and stand on this chair...that's right
Raise your arms up in to the air...shake 'em
You give me a reason to live
You give me a reason to live
You give me a reason to live

Suspicious minds are talking
Trying to tear us apart
They say that my love is wrong
They don't know what love is
They don't know what love is
They don't know what love is
They don't know what love is
I know what love is

Phil L.

"Television man is crazy sayin' we're juvenile deliquent wrecks, oh man I need TV but I got T-Rex."

Mott the Hoople

Jack's Smirking

Exit Music (For A Film)
Wake from your sleep,
the drying of your tears,
Today we escape, we escape.

Pack and get dressed
before your father hears us,
before all hell breaks loose.

Breathe, keep breathing,
don't lose your nerve.
Breathe, keep breathing,
I can't do this alone.

Sing us a song,
a song to keep us warm,
there's such a chill, such a chill.

And you can laugh a spineless laugh,
we hope your rules and wisdom choke you.

And now we are one
in everlasting peace,

we hope that you choke, that you choke,
we hope that you choke, that you choke,
we hope that you choke, that you choke.

Phil L.

Barbara Streisand?

Roto

It's got a fridge
It's got a stove
Cook my eggs
Keep my beer cold
Everywhere I go my beer is coooooooooolllllllld

My house has wheels
It rolls with me
From the lakes
Down to the sea
By a mountain stream
Or in a desert breeze
Everywhere I go
It rolls with me

davidlynchfan

Fame / GZA

[Verse 1]
They was told not to ride in Patty's +Hearse+
and stay out of Charles' +Manson+
Took Abraham's +Lincoln+ through the tar bridge expansion
Willis +Reid+s a map that marks the spot showin
On his left George +Burns+ a blunt William's holdin
Tara +Bank+ed the money that Chaka +Khan+ed the poor
Alicia +Key+ed his car for givin Melbourne +Moore+
For the Redd +Foxx+ who bought off the block, but though twice
As Debora +Cox+ the gun cuz she beat Kelly's +Price+
When Rosa +Park+ed the truck on the farm that Kim +Fields+
Linda +Tripp+ed for tryna to walk in Lauryn's +Hills+
Water dripped outta Farrah's +Faucette+ in the glass
She was 'Superfly', Curtis +Mayfield+ her ass
Chris +Tucker+ to a show, Ted +Turner+ to a hoe
Robert +Dicks+ the beat, but ain't feelin the flow
But he signed it fast, for half of Johnnie's +Cash+
Niam Long took her out in the drop, camera's flashed
Tom +Sawyer+ at the Lucielle +Ball+ up at the foyer
He confronted Richard +Pryor+ to hiring his lawyer
Suge's +Knight+ removed the rook off the board
Donna +King+ was checked and Al +Sharpton+ the sword

'With CREAM I ain't with the fame'
'Fame is the measure'
'Rap celebs'
'The place where stars are born'

[Verse 2]
The saints marched in, Kurtis +Blow+ing his horn
Tom +Cruise+d the boulevard, Chris +Rock+ed the song
For the hundredth time, they pressed rewind to the beginning
They toast to the rhyme, the juice spilt from John's +Lennon+
They took her to Elizabeth +Taylor+ to dry clean
The lone seamstress, who was schemin on Al's +Green+
You know they shoot for the stars and buckwild
Like the kids in the yard who play with James' +Towe+
A beautician laced Erykah's +Badu+
Sean +Comb+ed through the evidence, just to get a clue

The needle in the haystack, from outta earth this kid
The tiger would kill him once thrown in Brad's +Pitt+
Jesse +Owen+ the money from the weed Bubba +Sparxxx+
They was journeys seen far as he walked in Dick's +Clark+
Jeffery +Lyons+ stuck with a thorn from George's +Bush+
Paul +Pierce+d in the heart as the crowd pushed
Acting alone... Drew +Barrymore+ bones
of the victims, three blocks from Jim's +Brownstone+
They shared the same bowl, he caught Natalie's +Cole+d
The producer, threw the butter on Esther's +Rolle+
Dempsey +Russel+ed him down, got his jaw wide
In a instant, Brooke +Shields+ him from the gunfire
Angie +Stone+d him to death, with those vocals
Keith +Sweat+ from the workout, just from runnin local

'With CREAM I ain't with the fame'
'Fame is the measure'
'Rap celebs'
'The place where stars are born'

[Verse 3]
Larry's +Bird+ flew outta Nicholas' +Cage+
Joe +Tex+ messages from Sachel's +Page+
Betty +Wright+ letters with ink from Sean's +Penn+
Infinite bars, you couldn't tell where the song end
Glenn +Close+ enough to quickly duck the tapes
Richard +Gere+ ripped while he was climbin Bill +Gates+
He was a southerner, posing as a, native New Yorker
The Jason +Kidd+ took his first steps in Jimmy's +Walker+
He stayed on line chattin with rap celebs
Used Bernie's +Mack+ to search Veronica's +Webb+
It cost them their life for the advice you gave
Now Pete +Rose+ lay on Vanessa's +Redgrave+

'With CREAM I ain't with the fame'
'Fame is the measure'
'Rap celebs'
'The place where stars are born'
'With CREAM I ain't with the fame'
'Fame is the measure'
'Rap celebs'
'The place where stars are born'

Capo2002

• MY SONG •
Written by Jerry Cantrell
_______________________
She won't tell me lies
She want to see me smile, yeah
Every time you let it show
I didn't want to know
By the time I had lost my soul
You had to go
She come, in disguise
I want to say goodbye, yeah
Every time I let it show
You didn't want to know
By the time I had lost my soul
You had to go
You had to go
Love's strong, mine gone
Still have the time to sing my song
Love's strong, mine gone
Still have the time to sing my song
Still have the time to sing my song
Still have the time to sing my song
She got her own way
Same as yesterday, yeah
Every time you let it show
I didn't want to know
By the time I had sold my soul
You had to go
You had to go
Love's strong, mine gone
Still have the time to sing my song
Still have the time to sing my song
Love's strong, mine gone
Still have the time to sing my song
Still have the time to sing my song
Still not a crime to sing my song