The kid who brought a knife to school was the coolest in the class
he learnt a little lesson there that violence has a chance.
Tt might not be the parenting or big council estates
it might be the conservatives that really fuck the kids.
A shooting on my road today, guns they flood the streets
we'll blame it all on 50 cent and point all the guns at him.

Well hug a fucking hoodie and he'll punch you in the face
you stupid tory dickhead, I hope it fucking aches.
If you give me some money i might not nick your phone
but don't tell me you give a shit about anyone but your own.

Well the kid who brought a gun to school was better than the rest
until the day he shot one of his teachers in the head.
Well it must be the computer games, that everybody plays
or maybe "urban music", what a stupid fucking name.
So come on david cameron, show us how it's done
and if you hug me one more time I'll stab you in the arm.

Well hug a fucking hoodie and he'll punch you in the face
you stupid tory dickhead, I hope it fucking aches.
If you give me some money i might not nick your phone
but don't tell me you give a shit about anyone but your own.

Beans On Toast - I Shot Tupac Shakur.

When I Come Around - Green Day

you’re seeing the bosphorus in the distance, from here I can see the cable cars
two things on the same line, but never at the same station
we can both see mosques, or at least, if I was standing on the roof I could
you’re cooking something in the kitchen, I’m spinning around on an office chair
there’s a tiny delay, when we laugh it becomes irrelevant

I’m trying to let a twenty minute phone call tell me something new about you
trying to let that hug you send me crunch my bones, pretending the plastic of the phone
is the warm curve of your face that fits like a favourite hat
the kind of hat you’ll climb back up a mountain for,
knowing that it’s kept you warm before
and there’s no reason to let it go just like that

that email you sent me about full moon
was like a brainscan spelled out in english
I wish I was a psychopath, I mean a homeopath, I mean,
I wish I had telepathic powers, so I can make you do things with your hands
or control about an inch of your skin, make it glow in the dark, just a bit
like an indiglo watch, a blinking cellphone charger, uv strips on a jogger

I wish it was the end of july already,
so I can rub a rough thumb over your eyebrows
and take you to a room somewhere
where we can talk and unpack and shower
and put our steaming limbs together,
melting the sheets as if it was snow
in the thin quiet air of nepal

then I can put my ear to yours
and download enough mp3s for years of listening pleasure

and tonight, what i remember is nothing
but the blue in your eyes turning green
like a fish
jumping in and out of water
as the sheets in my bed flap
from darkness to heaven

tonight’s the night
that i feel the warmth of your face
like a gust from the warm wind mulling
around now for hours and hours
like the weather is one of your powers

and even if all i have to show for it is
backpain
and a sense of something incomplete
when i go through my daily prayer
of car eat work shit sleep

and even if all i need to know
is that when i play a song i like
you’re somewhere in it
laughing
like rubbish removal is a service
for clowns
doing black humour

and you’re directing aeroplanes again
to take off and to land
when you dance like a madman
and sing in a band

and my heart is a leather handle,
pulling with the tides
of yours hitching rides
with the freedom in the sand

my teeth are aching for peppermint chocolate
and lion’s breath in the morning
by that river,
you remember

because tonight,
i watched a movie alone
together with other people
and the moon
was just hanging there
like a church
without a steeple

The Buckfever Underground - Love In A Time of Visas

Love is our cross to bear

John Gorka? I'll have to find the words to this one.

Receiving dept 3 a m
Staff cuts have socked up the overage
Directives are posted
No callbacks complaints
Everywhere is calm

Hong kong is present
Taipei awakes
All talk of circadian rhythm

I see today with a newsprint fray
My night is colored headache grey
Daysleeper

The bull and the bear are marking
Their territories
Theyre leading the blind with
Their international glories

Im the screen the blinding light
Im the screen I work at night

I see today with a newsprint fray
My night is colored headache grey
Dont wake me with so much
Daysleeper

I cried the other night
I cant even say why
Fluorescent flat caffeine lights
Its furious balancing

Im the screen the blinding light
Im the screen I work at night
I see today
Dont wake me with so much the
Ocean machine is set to 9
Ill squeeze into heaven and valentine
My bed is pulling me
Gravity
Daysleeper daysleeper
Daysleeper daysleeper daysleeper

Daysleeper - REM

...I'm in the grip of a vicious insomnia cycle lately.

crimson and clover

i must have heard it recently but i do not know when or where. it may rive me completely nutso if i have to have it in my head much more.

shoulders and arms by tokyo police club......i going to listen to it until i can't stand it

unfortunately, "don't stop believin'" by journey, thanks to lame-ass sopranos finale last nite.

"Destiny Calling" by Melody Club because it was on some lip syncing contest add that I accidentally clicked on perezhilton.com the other day.

AND! "Umbrella" by Rihanna, and I'm not too impressed with that. I try not to listen to mainstream no-meaning bullshit. Just the part that goes "ELLA-ELLA, EH-EH" and it won't go away. *sigh*

Oh and "Take It Like A Man" by Dragonette, but that's not too bad because I used to be in desperate love with Martina Sorbara when she was doing her thing as a solo artist (met her and everything; she signed my CD) and she's still just as amazing.

"In Demand" by Texas has been stuck in my head for days and days and days. I don't really mind, because it is a GREAT song.

Before that it was "Boom Boom Boom Boom" by the Venga boys which is marginally more annoying.

Misery Business by paramore

"whoa, I never meant to brag, but I've got him where I want him now"

it just refuses to be unstuck!

inspired by the single word association thread, and at my own doing:



you take the good, you take the bad
you take them both and there you have -

the facts of life.
the facts of life.

there's a time you gotta go and show
you're growin', now you know about

the facts of life.
the facts of life.

when the world never seems
to be livin' up to your dreams -
then suddenly you're finding out
the facts of life are all about you, yooooooouuuuuu.

ALLLLL about you.

it takes a lot to get 'em right
when you're learning the facts of life
(learning the facts of life)
learning the facts of life
(learning the facts of life)

LEARNIN' THE FACTS OF LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIFE



MUAHAHAHAHA - now it shall live in your heads!!!

AMY WINEHOUSE
Fuck Me Pumps

When you walk in the bar,
And you dressed like a star,
Rockin' your F me pumps.

And the men notice you,
With your Gucci bag crew,
Can't tell who he's lookin' to.

Cuz you all look the same,
Everyone knows your name,
And that's your whole claim to fame.

Never miss a night,
Cuz your dream in life,
Is to be a footballer's wife.

You don't like players,
That's what you say-a,
But you really wouldn't mind a millionaire.

You don't like ballers,
They don't do nothing for ya,
But you'd love a rich man six foot two or taller.

You're more than a fan,
Lookin' for a man,
But you end up with one-nights-stands.

He could be your whole life,
If you got past one night,
But that part never goes right.

In the morning you're vexed,
He's onto the next,
And you didn't even get no taste.

Don't be too upset,
If they call you a skank,
Cuz like the news everyday you get pressed.

You don't like players,
That's what you say-a,
But you really wouldn't mind a millionaire.

Or them big ballers,
Don't do nothing for ya.
But you'd love a rich man six foot two or taller,

You can't sit down right,
Cuz your jeans are too tight,
And you're lucky its ladies night.

With your big empty purse,
Every week it gets worse,
At least your breasts cost more than hers.

So you did Miami,
Cuz you got there for free,
But somehow you missed the plane.

You did too much E,
Met somebody,
And spent the night getting caned.

Without girls like you,
There'd be no fun,
We'd go to the club and not see anyone.

Without girls like you,
There's no nightlife,
All those men just go home to their wives.

Don't be mad at me,
Cuz your brushing thirty,
And your old tricks no longer work.

You should have known from the jump,
That you always get dumped,
So dust off your fuck me pumps.

I Don't Love You Much, Do I?

I don’t love you much do I
Just more than human tongue can tell and that's all
I don’t love you much do I
Remember how I kissed you in the hall

Chorus

See how it sparkles in my eyes
I couldn’t hide it if I tried- that’s right
I don’t love you much do I
Just more than anything else in this whole world
I don’t love you much do I
Just more than all the stars in the sky
I don’t love you much do I
I think you hung the moon and that’s alright

Chorus

I don’t love you much do I
You can feel it all the way across the room
I don’t love you much do I
Like the spring doesn’t make the flowers bloom
I don’t love you much do I
I'd follow you to hell and back again
I don’t love you much do I
Just watch me light up when you walk in

Chorus


Duet with Emmylou Harris and Guy Clark (I think)

Oh!

Oh! Oh! Oh!

Unemployments rising In the chigley end of town,
And it's speading like pneumonia doesn't look like going down.
There's trouble at the fire station someone's had the sack,
And the lads are going to launch a scheme to get rid of Captain Flak.

Tell PC McGarry to get himself a mate,
And arm themselves with CS gas - they're going to be out late.
We've had cant conformism since 1966,
And now subversions in the air in the shape of flying bricks.

Someone get a message through to Captain Snort
That they better start assembling the boys from the fort.
And keep Mrs. Honeyman right out of sight,
'Cos there's gonna be riot down in Trumpton Tonight.

All this aristocracy has really got to stop
We could overthrow the surgery and kidnap Dr Mopp.
The Chippy Minton Socialists could storm the market square,
And make plans to assasinate our aristocratic mayor!

Windy Millitant leads his Basque like corngrinders to war,
With windmill sails and bombs with nails they smash the town hall door.
But Snorty and the boys arrive with one big erstwhile crew,
Whereupon they bring about a military coup.

Someone get a message through to Captain Snort
That they better start assembling the boys from the fort.
And keep Mrs. Honeyman right out of sight,
'Cos there's gonna be riot down in Trumpton Tonight.

Someone get a message through to Captain Snort
That they better start assembling the boys from the fort.
And keep Mrs. Honeyman right out of sight,
'Cos there's gonna be riot down in Trumpton Tonight.

- Half Man Half Biscuit, The Trumpton Riots

sixiela, I love that song!

only you

by portishead

i need something to believe in because i don't believe in you anymore anymooooore....


maroon 5

the bird and the bee - fucking boyfriend

Mustang Sally

sleeps with butterflies

tori amos

1, 2, 3, 4
Tell me that you love me more
Sleepless long nights, that was what my youth was for...

There was a love affair in this building
The kind of love affair
Which every respectable building must keep as a legend
Slowly festering through an innocent "by the way"
Or "have you heard"
He was perfect except for the fact that he was an engineer
And mothers prefer doctors
And lawyers

Yet despite this imperfection
He was clean-looking and respectable-looking
And you'll never find a mother
Who doesn't appreciate a natural man
So he grew healthy aloe vera plants by the window
Healthy teeth in his mouth
Healthy hair on his head
He grew healthy wavy brown hair on his head
The kind, the kind that babies always go for
With sticky little fingers

Regina Spektor

I'm really close tonight
And I feel like I'm moving inside you
Lying in the dark
I think that I'm beginning to know you
Let it go, I'll be there when you call

Whenever I fall at your feet
And you let your tears rain down on me
Whenever I touch your slow turning pain

You're hiding from me now
There's something in the way that you're talking
The words just don't sound right
But I hear them all moving inside you
Go, I'll be waiting when you call

Whenever I fall at your feet
And you let your tears rain down on me
Whenever I touch your slow turning pain

The finger of blame has turned upon itself
And I'm more than willing to offer myself
Do you want my presence or need my help
Who knows where that might lead
I fall at your feet

Whenever I fall at your feet
And you let your tears rain down on me
Whenever I touch your slow turning pain
Whenever I fall at your feet

(Crowded House)

oats peas beans and barley grow
oats peas beans and barley grow

nobody cares and nobody knows
how oats peas beans and barley grow.


song my mom sang from a book she read on tape when i was a kid.

umbrella by rihanna...i don't listen to the radio, but some of the pop that just happens to slip into my hands isn't all that bad....

Umbrella is a great song. The beat in the beginning reminds me of Jay-Z's 99 Problems, and I like Rihanna's lilt.

When I walk around NYC today, Hot Child in the City runs through my head.

Not necessarily at the present moment, but I remember Friday I was trying to think of the artist who did a certain song... i even called my bestest friend shinyx3 to try to figure it out. Thank God for google and helping figure it out... The Cranberries, Zombie

When I was a young boy
I wanted to sail around the world
That's the life for me
Living on the sea
Spirit of a sailor
Circumnavigates the globe
The lust of a pioneer
Will acknowledge no frontier

I remember you by
Thunderclap in the sky
Lightning flash, tempers flare
'Round the horn if you dare
I just spent six months in a leaky boat
Lucky just to keep afloat

Aotearoa
Rugged individual
Glisten like a pearl
At the bottom of the world
The tyranny of distance
Didn't stop the cavalier
So why should it stop me
I'll conquer and stay free

Ah c'mon all you lads
Let's forget and forgive
There's a world to explore
Tales to tell back on shore
I just spent six months in a leaky boat
Six months in a leaky boat

Ship-wrecked love can be cruel
Don't be fooled by her kind
There's a wind in my sails
Will protect and prevail
I just spent six months in a leaky boat
Nothing to it leaky boat

(Split Enz)

bell biv devoe's poison...especially the line..."never trust a big butt and a smile"....wow...i think i should lose my feminist card now

oh...and yesterday...i was thinking of horrible songs that i truly love....i mean bad 80s ballads...not even the good power metal ballads...i'm talkin' christopher crosses "maybe it's you" (i was watchin' tootsie the other day)....lionel ritchie's "hello" (and the video is truly horrible in a great way too)...i think i should just hold my head down in shame...

girly friend was visiting the last weekend and we were talking about the movie "foot loose" and listening to some of the songs on her computer so now i have . . . *sings with true feeling* "where have all the good men gone ans where are all the gods? where's the street wise hurcules to fight hte rising odds? . . . i need a hero! i'm holdin gout for a heor till the end on the night" . . . in my head.

I like that song too, stargazer.

Speaking of handing in feminist cards, the song in my head is Say Anything's "Wow, I Can Get Sexual Too."

shiny - footloose was AWESOME the other night!!!!..... holding out for a hero in my head, windows down, singing at the top of my lungs..... great minds think alike.... XOXO

song left for me by hubby before he went on small trip to see friend. (i am 8+ months preggers with his first)

Nil Lara - My First Child


I have a son
Growing inside
I've seen the response of God in me
Coming to life
Kicking me strong
Draining my blood

You're my first child
I'll show you no harm
I'll teach you my love

Waking at night
Wanting caress
I'll keep you warm beside my bed
Together we'll rest
Deep in your sleep
My body's your glove

You're my first child
I'll show you no harm
I'll teach you my love

arrorro mi nino arrorro mi amor

Smelling my skin
Feeling my face
I'll feed you each and every time
You cry into space
Holding my hands
Clutching my heart

You're my first child
I'll show you no harm
I'll teach you my love

Growing away
Taking my soul

You're my first child
I'll lose you someday
To some other love

You're my first child
I'll lose you someday
To some other love

I'll lose you someday

arrorro mi nino arrorro mi amor
duermete pedazo de mi corazon...

I'll lose you someday...

i totally got all sappy when i found it on my computer. +sigh*

23 hour lockdown
Where they treat you like a ho
Slide you a plate up under the door

-ying yang twins (23 hour lockdown)

[been listening to a loooot of rap lately]

...oh, kiss me, beneath the milky twilight...lead me out on the moonlit floor...lift your open hand strike up the band and make the fireflies dance, silver moon's sparkling...so kiss me....

--sixpence none the richer

Tell me now if you came sneaking up behind
Would you know me and see behind the smile
I can change like colors on a wall
Hoping no one else will find what lies beneath it all
I think I hide it all so well

Stepping out, everyone can see my face
All the things I can't erase from my life
Everybody knows
Standing out so you won't forget my name
That's the way we play this game of life
Everybody knows

Looking through the crowd I search for something else
But every time I turn around I run into myself
Here I stand consumed with my surroundings
Just another day of everybody looking
I swore they'd never see me cry
You'll never see me cry

Stepping out, everyone can see my face
All the things I can't erase from my life
Everybody knows
Standing out so you won't forget my name
That's the way we play this game of life
Everybody knows

You say I'll pay the price
That's the chance that I'll take
Though you may think I'm telling lies
But I just call it getting by

Stepping out, everyone can see my face
All the things I can't erase from my life
Everybody knows
Standing out so you won't forget my name
That's the way we play this game of life
Everybody knows I am just barely getting by

come on up to the house - tom waits

"I'm the Scat Man" by Scat Man John.

(edited)
Be Still - Kelly Clarkson

Far away from it all
You and me with no one else around
A brand new start
is all we need
it’s all we need to mend these hearts
Back to the beginning

Be still
Let it go
Be still
I already know

Foolish one with the smile
You don’t have to be brave
I’ll gladly climb your walls
If you’ll meet me halfway
Every time we fall down
But we’re falling from grace
Here’s my hand and my heart
They're yours to take

Thanks to Jezebel and her post about that stupid Yogurt commercial (in another thread) I've had "Itsy Bitsy Teeny Weeny Yellow Polka Dot Bikini" stuck stuck STUCK in my head!

Platinum Blonde Life - No Doubt

just parts of it though because i do not know all the words

I heard this just once, and had to hunt down the lyrics:
nothing that you are

I know your mistakes will hunt you down, eventually
You'll know that when you hit the ground
Your weakness did you in, and delt me out
It's ok, I have the truth on my side

I heard you say
We were one and the same
We'll wrong again
I could never do those things, you, did, to me
I will be ok
In time you'll fade
Into nothing that you are


ps... shinyx3... "my first child" the lyrics are so wonderful. thanks for posting!

i'm the water i'm the dishes i'm the soap
i will comfort make you clean help you cope
when you're tired feeling helpless
come inside i am the shelter
and then when you're feeling better i'll watch you go

dum dum dee dee dee dum dum dee dum do
all the little babies go oh oh i want to
dum dum dee dee dee dum dum dee dum yeah
rock the little babies with one two three four

are you hungry did you eat before the show
i peeled potatoes set the table washed the floor
i know the others treat you rough
and when you know you've had enough
you'll come and see me cos you know
i'm always here

mother's little helper

little babies - sleater - kinney

At the moment - The New Girl in Town from Hairspray but all of the songs have been in my head and every time I get to the Woh-oh-oh-ohhh I wanna sing it aloud

Elliott Smith - Independence Day

Future butterfly
Going to spend the day, higher than high
You'll be beautiful confusion
Oooh, once I was you

I saw you caught between
All the people out making the scene
And a bright ideal tomorrow
Oh, don't go too far
Stay who you are

Everybody knows
Everybody knows
Everybody knows
You only live a day
But it's brilliant anyway

I saw you in a perfect place
It's going to happen soon, but not today
So go to sleep and make the change

I'll meet you here tomorrow
Independence day
Independence day
Independence day

KT TUNSTALL - "Hold On"

Say you to me
You're a bird with an eye for anything shiny
Searchin' the land
For a hero of a man
You say I need
More than my fair share of attention
But I think you know
That just isn't so

Underneath, I felt the fire of a burning question
Tearin' me apart
Right from the very start
And now I see
That it don't take a trick of the light to excite me
So strong
So long
You'll see

Hold on
To what you
Been given lately
Hold on
To what you
Know you got
Hold on
To what you
Been given lately
Hold on
Cause the world will turn if you're ready or not

Simplicity
A heart of gold, an old head, and young shoulders
Quiet and lovely
Becomin' part of me
And now I see
From a handful of names and a thousand faces
One light, burnin', furiously

I was tired of January
I was tired of June
I felt a change a-comin'
Oh, I was tired of January
Tired of June
I felt a change a-comin'
Oh, I felt a change a-comin
I felt a change a-comin
felt a change a-comin, soon

Hold on
To what you
Been given lately
Hold on
To what you
Know you got
Hold on
To what you
Been given lately
Hold on
Cause the world will turn if you're ready or not

Oh yeah, well the world will turn if you're ready or not
Oh, yes the world will turn if you're ready or not

The Shins "A Comet Appears"

One hand on this wily comet,
Take a drink just to give me some weight,
Some uber-man I'd make,
I'm barely a vapor

They shone a chlorine light on,
A host of individual sins,
Let's carve my aging face off,
Fetch us a knife,
Start with my eyes,
Down so the lines,
Form a grimacing smile,

Close your eyes to corral a virtue,
Is this fooling anyone else?
Never worked so long and hard,
To cement a failure,

We can blow on our thumbs and posture,
But the lonely is such delicate things,
The wind from a wasp could blow them,
Into the sea,
With stones on their feet,
Lost to the light and the loving we need,

Still to come,
The worst part and you know it,
There is a numbness,
In your heart and it's growing,

With burnt sage and a forest of bygones,
I click my heels,
Get the devils in line,
A list of things I could lay the blame on,
Might give me a way out,

But with each turn,
It's this front and center,
Like a dart stuck square in your eye,
Every post you can hitch your faith on,
Is a pie in the sky,
Chock full of lies,
A tool we devise,
To make sinking stones fly,

And still to come,
The worst part and you know it,
There is a numbness,
In your heart and it's growing.

On a constant loop for the past 2 days...

Tegan & Sara - The Con

I listened in
Yes I'm guilty of this, you should know this
I broke down and wrote you back
Before you had a chance to
Forget, forgotten
I am moving past this, giving notice
I have to go
Yes I know the feeling, know you're leaving

Calm down, I'm calling you to say
I'm capsized, staring on the edge of safe
Calm down, I'm calling back to say
I'm home now
I'm coming around, I'm coming around
Nobody like to but I really like to cry
Nobody likes me
Maybe if I cry

Spelled out your name and list the reasons
Pain of heart
Don't call me back
I imagine you when I was distant
Non-insistent
I follow suit and laid out on my back
Imagine that
A million hours left to think of you
And think of that

Calm down, I'm calling you to say
I'm capsized, staring on the edge of safe
Calm down, I'm calling back to say
I'm home now
I'm coming around, I'm coming around
Nobody like to but I really like to cry
Nobody likes me
Maybe if I cry

Encircle me, I need to be taken down
Nobody like to but I really like to cry
Nobody likes me
Maybe if I cry
Nobody, nobody, nobody
Encircle me, I need to be taken down

How Can I Tell You - Cat Stevens

How can I tell you
That I love you,
I love you
But I cant think of right words to say

I long to tell you
That Im always thinking of you
Always thinking of you,
But my words just blow away,
Just blow away
It always ends up to one thing, honey
And I cant think of right words to say

Wherever I am girl,
Im always walking with you
Always walking with you,
But I look and you're not there
Whoever Im with, Im always,
Always talking to you
Always talking to you,
and Im sad that
You cant hear,
Sad that you cant hear
It always ends up to one thing, honey,
When I look and you're not there

I need to know you,
Need to feel my arms around you
Steal my arms around you,
Like a sea around a shore
Each night and day I pray,
In hope that I might find you,
In hope that I might find you,
Because hearts can do no more
Hearts can do no more
It always ends up to one thing honey,
Still I kneel upon the floor

How can I tell you
That I love you,
I love you
But I cant think of right words to say
I long to tell you
That Im always thinking of you
Im always thinking of you....
It always ends up to one thing honey
And I cant think of right words to say

And if I die today I'll be the happy phantom
And I'll go chassing the nuns out in the yard
And I'll run naked through the streets without my mask on
And I will never need umbrellas in the rain
I'll wake up in strawberry fields every day
And the atrocities of school I can forgive
The happy phantom has no right to bitch
oo who
The time is getting closer
oo who
Time to be a ghost
oo who
Every day we're getting closer
The sun is getting dim
Will we pay for who we been

So if I die today I'll be the happy phantom
And I'll go wearing my naughties like a jewel
They'll be my ticket to the universal opera
There's Judy Garland taking Budda by the hand
And then these seven little men get up to dance
They say Confucius does his crossword with a pen
I'm still the angel to a girl who hates to sin

oo who
The time is getting closer
oo who
Time to be a ghost
oo who
Every day we're getting closer
The sun is getting dim
Will we pay for who we been

Or will I see you dear and wish I could come back
You found a girl that you could truly love again
Will you still call for me when she falls asleep
Or do we soon forget the things we cannot see

oo who
The time is getting closer
oo who
Time to be a ghost
oo who
Every day we're getting closer
The sun is getting dim
Will we pay for who we been


tori amos - happy phantom