Ooooo seriously? NICE :stunned: :D

yep :D

Chevelle - Don't Fake This

(You…)

 

Errahhh!!!

 

Ignoring,

A loss of sight,

Afraid to blink,

I might lose the sun.

 

But don’t,

Make this out,

To be more,

Than it is

Behind every lie,

There’s a burden within.

YES YOU’RE MY SIGHT!

 

The suffering,

That’s kept within,

Disposable men,

Lost…

 

Inside,

He was negative.

 

This place,

Once more was underground.

 

So look,

And connect,

We’re refusing to rust,

Healing has to begin,

In the past.

 

So don’t fake this,

Don’t fake this,

Don’t fake this,

Don’t!

 

(You…)

The suffering,

That’s kept within,

Disposable men,

Lost…

 

Don’t fake this,

Don’t fake this,

Don’t fake this,

Don’t!!!

FAKE!!!

FAKE!!!

 

(You…)

The suffering,

That’s kept within,

Disposable men,

Lost…

 

So don’t fake this,

Don’t fake this,

Don’t fake this,

Don’t!!!

FAKE!!!

FAKE!!!

Chevelle - The Red

They say freak

When you're singled out

The red

Well it filters through.

 

So lay down

The threat is real

When his sign goes red again.

 

Seeing red again

Seeing red again.

 

This change he won't contain

Slip away to clear your mind

When asked who made it show

The truth he gives into most.

 

So lay down

The threat is real

When his sign goes red again.

 

So lay down

The threat is real

When his sign goes red again

So lay down

The threat is real

When his sign goes red again.

 

Seeing red again

Seeing red again

Seeing red again

Seeing red again

Seeing red again

Seeing red again

Seeing red again

Seeing RED!!

 

They say freak

When you're singled out

The red

It filters through.

PLACEBO-ENGLISH SUMMER RAIN

 

Always stays the same

Nothing ever changes

English summer rain

Seems to last for ages

 

Always stays the same

Nothing ever changes

English summer rain

Seems to last for ages

 

I'm in the basement

You're in the sky

I'm in the basement baby

Drop on by

 

I'm in the basement

You're in the sky

I'm in the basement baby

Drop on by

 

Always stays the same

Nothing ever changes

English summer rain

Seems to last for ages

 

Always stays the same

Nothing ever changes

English summer rain

Seems to last for ages

 

I'm in the basement

You're in the sky

I'm in the basement baby

Drop on by

 

I'm in the basement

You're in the sky

I'm in the basement baby

Drop on by

 

Hold your breath and count to ten

And fall apart and start again

Hold your breath and count to ten

Start again start again

 

Hold your breath and count to ten

And fall apart and start again

Start again

Start again

Start again

Start again

Start again

Start again

Start again

Start again

Start again

Start again

Start again

Start again

Start again

 

Always stays the same

Nothing ever changes

English summer rain

Seems to last for ages

 

Always stays the same

Nothing ever changes

English summer rain

Seems to last for ages

 

Hold your breath and count to ten

And fall apart and start again

Hold your breath and count to ten

Start again start again

 

Hold your breath and count to ten

And fall apart and start again

Hold your breath and count to ten

Start again start again

 

Start again

Start again

Start again

Start again

Start again

Start again

Start again

Start again

Start again

Start again

Start again

Start again

Start again

Start again

Start again

Start again

 

yeah baby :cool:

Chevelle - Send The Pain Below

I liked

Having hurt --

So send the pain below,

Where I need it.

 

You used to beg me

To take

Care of things,

And smile at the thoughts

Of me failing.

 

But long before

Having hurt --

I’d send the pain below,

I’d send the pain below.

 

Much like suffocating,

Much like suffocating,

Much like suffocating (I’d send the pain below),

Much like suffocating (I’d send the pain below).

 

You used to run me away

All while laughing...

Then cry about that fact

‘Till I returned.

 

But long before

Having hurt...

I’d send the pain below,

I’d send the pain below.

 

Much like suffocating,

Much like suffocating,

Much like suffocating (I’d send the pain below),

Much like suffocating (I’d send the pain below),

Much like suffocating!

 

I can’t feel my chest (chest, chest)

Need more,

Drop down,

Closing in.

I can’t feel my chest (chest, chest) (RAHH!!!)

Drop down! (RAHHHHHH!!!)

 

I liked

Having hurt!

So send the pain below,

So send the pain below (Much like suffocating) (I liked...),

So send the pain below (Much like suffocating) (Having hurt),

So send the pain below (Much like suffocating),

So send the pain below (Much like suffocating),

So send the pain below.

THE SMITHS-THE QUEEN IS DEAD

 

 

Farewell to this land's cheerless marshes

Hemmed in like a boar between arches

Her very lowness with her head in a sling

I'm truly sorry - but it sounds like a wonderful thing

Dear Charles, don't you ever crave

To appear on the front of the Daily Mail

Dressed in your mother's bridal veil?

 

So I checked all the registered historical facts

And I was shocked into shame to discover

How I'm the 18th pale descendant

Of some old queen or other

 

Has the world changed or have I changed?

Has the world changed or have I changed?

As some 9-year old tough peddles drugs

(I swear I never even knew what drugs WERE)

 

And so, I broke into the Palace

With a sponge and a rusty spanner

She said, "Eh, I know you and you cannot sing."

I said, "That's nothing - you should hear me play piano."

 

We can go for a walk where it's quiet and dry

And talk about precious things

*But when you're tied to your mother's apron

No-one talks about castration*

We can go for a walk where it's quiet and dry

And talk about precious things

Like love and law and poverty

These are the things that kill me

We can go for a walk where it's quiet and dry

And talk about precious things

But the rain that flattens my hair

These are things that kill me

 

Past the Pub that saps your body

And the church who'll snatch your money

The Queen is dead, boys

And it's so lonely on a limb

 

Past the Pub that wrecks your body

And the church - all they want is your money

The Queen is dead, boys

You can trust me, boys

 

(life is very long, when you're lonely

life is very long, when you're lonely

life is very long, when you're lonely

life is very long, when you're lonely)

 

 

^you know what that is? lyrical genius :cool: :D

THE SMITHS-FRANKLY, MR SHANKLY

 

Frankly, Mr. Shankly, this position I've held

It pays my way, but it corrodes my soul

I want to leave, you will not miss me

I want to go down in musical history

Frankly, Mr. Shankly, I'm a sickening wreck

I've got the 21st century breathing down my neck

I must move fast, you understand me

I want to go down in celluloid history

 

Fame, Fame, fatal Fame

It can play hideous tricks on the brain

But still I'd rather be Famous

Than righteous or holy, any day

But sometimes I'd feel more fulfilled

Making Christmas cards with the mentally ill

I want to Live and I want to Love

I want to catch something that I might be ashamed of

 

Frankly, Mr. Shankly, this position I've held

It pays my way and it corrodes my soul

Oh, I didn't realize that you wrote poetry

(I didn't realize you wrote such bloody awful poetry)

 

Frankly, Mr. Shankly, since you ask

You are a flatulent pain the ass

I do not mean to be so rude

But still, I must speak frankly, Mr. Shankly

Oh give us your money

 

 

:lol: hehe a funny tune

Bright Eyes - I've Been Eating (For You)

 

so I'm just the medicine

you take when you're sick

you get well and that's it

I'm put back

on the shelf in your mirror

and it isn't exceptional

the course of our fate

cos people love and they hate

and I guess

it's just our turn to hate

yeah you were just some song I wrote

a poem on a page

a sculpture I made out of clay

desire was the flame

but now you're more of a basketball

boys just pass you around

they bounce you hard on the ground

and dribble

then we all get high fives

and you think I'm an asshole now

well you're probably right

but at least I'm not blind to the facts

I've been wishing were lies

but still I hope you get everything

that you care to possess

and unbelievable sex

with him

or any one of my friends

but just don't ask about my appetite

I didn't lose it tonight

it's been gone half my life

it's just I

I've been eating for you

Bright Eyes - February 15th (Happy Birthday to Me)

 

all eyes on the calendar

another year I claim of total indifference

to here the days pile up with decisions to be made

I'm sure all of them were wrong

into this song, I send myself

and with these drinks I plan to collapse and forget

this wasted year, these wasted years

well, devoted friends, they disappear

and I'm sorry about the phone call and needing you

some decisions you don't make

I guess it's like breathing and not wanting to

there are some things that you can't fake

yeah, there are some things you can't fake

 

I guess that it's typical to cling to memories

you'll never get back again

and to sort through old photographs of a summer long ago

or a friend that you used to know

and there below his frozen face

where you wrote the name and that ancient date

that ancient date

and you can't believe that he's really gone

when all that's left is a fucking song

I'm sorry about the phone call and waking you

I know that it's late

but thank you for talking cos I needed to

yeah some things just can't wait

yeah some things just can't wait

yeah some things just can't wait

yeah some things just can't wait

no-no-no, no-no-no, no-no-no

no-no-no, no-no-no, no-no-no

Bright Eyes - Neely O’Hara

 

in the morning when you throw up water

and your skin it turns a pale, pale yellow

well everyday you lose more colour

do you think that someone paints your mirror?

do you think that someone paints your mirror?

 

and you think that things sound different

at the time when you speak

there are visions much clearer

than these blurs that you see

 

and like Neely O’Hara you swallow your sleep

and you wake up in the morning

to find out you are not

you are not who

you are not who you used to be

 

you don’t recognize behavior

or the spelling of your name

and the shape that’s in the mirror

well you swear it’s not the same

 

and like Neely O’Hara you swallow your sleep

and you really can’t remember

but you know you are

and I think you are

and I know you are not who you used to be

who you used to be

who you used to be

what did you used to be

 

no you are not

no you are not

what you used to be

I have not yet exhausted Conor Oberst's song catalogue, but not for lack of trying. We've still got a long way to go... :stunned: :P

 

Bright Eyes - I Will Be Grateful for this Day, I Will Be Grateful for Each Day to Come

 

I had a girl I knew, she grew, became a woman now

I think that she teaches at one of the schools downtown

We used to roll the windows down and play the music loud

Smoking out in her car, lost in west Omaha

And we'd get drunk and kiss, our bodies twist like shoelaces

And we never came untied, I guess you were just my type

You know that summer never stopped, I still pretend I'm there

The band's in the living room, the neighbors they never cared

So when I sat behind the drumset, your heartbeat's what I tried to play

But with kick and snare so careless, not in time

So you got ahead of me and I guess I'm still dragging behind

 

I had a friend who changed his name but couldn't change himself

Never quite figured out how to deal with what life had dealt

He put a needle in his arm to calm his handsome hell

Who would've imagined it could've worked out so well

Now he's a shape that moves like echoes through my empty room

And there's a voice that speaks like someone's right behind me

I turned around and found exactly what you would expect

The clothes I left on my floor, the papers piled on my desk

But where the ink is wet, the cause effects what's meant by it

The story that is incomplete, the picture's left unfinished

So I am writing my own ending, I let my pen bleed black or blue

And I will color in the meaning, it will be gold and green and true

And I'll learn to love my new discovered proof

I'll be grateful for this day, I will be grateful for each day to come

QUEENS OF THE STONE AGE - NO-ONE KNOWS :cool:

 

 

We get some rules to follow

That and this, these and those

No one knows

We get these pills to swallow

How they stick in your throat

Tastes like gold

Oh what you do to me

No one knows

 

I realize you’re mine

Indeed a fool am I

 

I realize you’re mine

Indeed a fool am I

 

I journey through the desert

Of your mind with no hope

I follow

I drift along the ocean

Dead lifeboats in the sun

And come undone

Pleasantly caving in

I come undone

 

I realize you’re mine

Indeed a fool am I

I realize you’re mine

Indeed a fool am I....I

 

Heaven smiles above me

What a gift here below

But no one knows

The Gift that you give to me

No one knows

 

 

:D

Bright Eyes - The Big Picture

 

the picture's far too big to look at kid, your eyes won't open wide enough

and you're constantly surrounded by the swirling stream of what is and what was

well, we all made our predictions but the truth still isn't out

but if you wanna see the future go stare into a cloud

 

and keep trying to find your way out through that maze of memories

it all sorta looks familiar, til you get up close and then it's different, clearly

each time you turn a corner, you're right back where you were

and your only hope is that forgetting might make a door appear

 

is it your fear of being buried that makes you so afraid to speak?

an avalanche of opinions like the one that fell that I'm now underneath

it was my voice that moved the first rock but I would do it all again

so I mean it's cool if you keep quiet but I like singing

so I'll be holding my note and stomping and strumming and feeling so very lucky

and there is nothing I know except that lifetime's one moment and wishing will just leave me empty

 

so you can try and live in darkness but you will never shake the light

no it will greet you every morning, make you more aware with its absence at night

when you're wrapped up in your blankets baby, that comfortable cocoon

but I've seen the day of your awakening boy and it's coming soon

 

so go ahead and loose yourself in liquor and you can praise the clouded mind

but it isn't what you're thinking, no it's the course of history, your position in line

you're just a piece of the puzzle so I think you'd better find your place

and don't go blaming your knowledge on some fruit you ate

 

cos there's been a great deal of discussion, yes, about the properties of man

animal or angel? you were carved from bone, but your heart it's just sand

and the wind is gonna scatter it and cover everything with love

so if it makes you happy then keep kneeling, but I'm standing up

 

because this veil it has been lifted, my eyes are wet with clarity

I've been a witness of such wonders, yes, I've searched for them all across this country

but I think I'll be returning now to the town where I was born

and I understand you must keep moving friend, but I'm headed home

 

yeah, I'm gonna follow the road and let the scenery sweeping by easily enter my body

I will send this message in code, underground, over mountains, through forests, deserts and cities

all across electric wire, it's a baited line, yeah, the hook's in deep boys, there's no more time

so you can struggle in the water, be too stubborn to die

or you could just let go and be lifted to the sky...

QUEENS OF THE STONE AGE - NO-ONE KNOWS :cool:

 

 

We get some rules to follow

That and this, these and those

No one knows

We get these pills to swallow

How they stick in your throat

Tastes like gold

Oh what you do to me

No one knows

 

I realize you’re mine

Indeed a fool am I

 

I realize you’re mine

Indeed a fool am I

 

I journey through the desert

Of your mind with no hope

I follow

I drift along the ocean

Dead lifeboats in the sun

And come undone

Pleasantly caving in

I come undone

 

I realize you’re mine

Indeed a fool am I

I realize you’re mine

Indeed a fool am I....I

 

Heaven smiles above me

What a gift here below

But no one knows

The Gift that you give to me

No one knows

 

 

:D

 

:cool: I lurve this song!

Bright Eyes - You Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will.

 

you say that I treat you like a book on a shelf

I don't take you out that often

cos I know that I completed you

and that's why you are here

that's the reason you stay here

how awful that must feel

 

you said you'd be my dream

I could have you every night

and if by morning I'd forgotten you

well, no big deal, that'd be all right

cos you're the reoccurring kind

you are the reoccurring kind

you never really leave my mind

 

are you the love of my lifetime?

cos there's been times I've had my doubts

we were just kids when I first kissed you

in the attic of my parents' house

and I wish we were there now

that took so long to figure out

what this book has been about

 

now I write when I'm away

letters that you never read

you said go explore those other women

the geography of their bodies

but there's just one map you'll need

you're a boomerang, you'll see

you will return to me

 

oh you will. you? will. you? will. you? will. you? will.

you? will. you? will. you? will. you? will. you? will. you? will.

oh you will. you? will. you? will. you? will. you? will.

you? will. you? will. you? will. you? will. you? will. you? will.

 

cos if you don't then this book's all lies

if you don't then my plans would be all ruined

if you don't I'll start drinking like the way I drank before

oh and I-I just won't have a future anymore

Ryan Adams - Mega-Superior Gold

 

It's like you talk all the time

Can't tell the difference in the truth or lies

Where do I get off, where do I get off this time?

So everybody's fuckin' up

Everybody's fuckin' up

With everybody fuckin' up, who do I blame this time?

 

It's like your talkin' all the time

And I can never hear a word

It's lie your talkin' all the time

But I can never hear a word

 

Cos I'm mega-superior gold, babe

I'm able to do as I'm told, babe

And I've heard it a thousand times

Why would I tell you lies?

I'm cocked and loaded, ready

 

Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh...

 

See her out at the bar

Writing nasty shit in the bathroom stall

Pretty cheap dresses and lies ain't no disguise

And everybody's fuckin' up

Everybody fuckin' up

If everybody fuckin' up, who do I blame this time?

 

It's like your talkin' all the time

But I can never hear a word

It's like your talkin' all the time

But I can never hear a word

 

Cos I'm mega-superior gold, babe

I'm able to do as I'm told, babe

And I've heard it a thousand times

Why would I tell you lies?

And I'm cocked and loaded, ready

 

Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh...

Bright Eyes - We Are Free Men

 

well, the future spills its intangibles

an unknown set of variables

a path that splits infinitely up ahead

 

so what's the use to pick and choose

from what you should or shouldn't do

no, that's time spent better sleeping in your bed

 

or wide awake in a shopping mall

trying clothes on from off of the wall

yeah anything to entertain yourself

 

cos a costume can be quite comfortable

it can make you feel more beautiful

yeah, it can even make you look like someone else

 

but it's still you, so there's nothing you can do

like a bad habit, the one you couldn't kick, there it always is

and it's nothing that no doctor's gonna fix

 

they pat your back bruised with their accolades

and all four walls are a trophy case

but that doesn't make it any less of a cage

 

but you can make it all less difficult

by embracing the ephemeral

then you'd never have to worry or explain

 

cos if it's really all just physical

then my memory's immaterial

so why then do I remember you at all

 

but I do, I do, my friend, I've seen your face

we shared a cup, I know the taste

its sweetness is relentless on my lips

 

so we will drink in everything that is

like a freed convict, drunk on redemption from the way I've been

but I swear this time, things will be different

 

well, right and wrong, they have never been that far apart

for those who'd write that sentence where you hang

we will be lifted up from all of this

 

yeah, we will transcend the insignificance of this existence

yeah, your body's gone, but angel, you will live...

QUEENS OF THE STONE AGE - NO-ONE KNOWS :cool:

 

 

We get some rules to follow

That and this, these and those

No one knows

We get these pills to swallow

How they stick in your throat

Tastes like gold

Oh what you do to me

No one knows

 

I realize you’re mine

Indeed a fool am I

 

I realize you’re mine

Indeed a fool am I

 

I journey through the desert

Of your mind with no hope

I follow

I drift along the ocean

Dead lifeboats in the sun

And come undone

Pleasantly caving in

I come undone

 

I realize you’re mine

Indeed a fool am I

I realize you’re mine

Indeed a fool am I....I

 

Heaven smiles above me

What a gift here below

But no one knows

The Gift that you give to me

No one knows

 

 

:D

 

:cool: I lurve this song!

 

 

isn't it the best? :D

I love that song! :stunned:

*spreads QOTSA love* :cool:

 

GO WITH THE FLOW

 

 

She said "i'll throw myself away,

They're just photos after all"

I can't make you hang around.

I can't wash you off my skin.

Outside the frame, is what we're leaving out

You won't remember anyway

I can go with the flow

But don't say it doesn't matter, matter anymore

I can go with the flow

Do you believe it in your head?

It's so safe to play along

Little soldiers in a row

Falling in and out of love

With something sweet to throw away

But I want something good to die for

To make it beautiful to live.

I want a new mistake, lose is more than hesitate.

Do you believe it in your head?

I can go with the flow

But don't say it doesn't matter, matter anymore

I can go with the flow

Do you believe it in your head?

*continues to spread Bright Eyes love though no one is feeling it :rolleyes: *

 

Bright Eyes - Rode To Joy (based off of Ode to Joy)

 

the sun came up with no conclusions

flowers sleeping in their beds

the city cemetary's humming

I'm wide awake, it's morning

 

and I have my drugs, I have my woman

they keep away my loneliness

my parents they have their religion

but sleep in seperate houses

 

and I read the body count out of the paper

and now it's written all over my face

see no one ever plans to sleep out in the gutter

sometimes that's just the most comfortable place

 

an' so I'm drinkin', breathin', writin', singin'

everyday I'm on the clock

my mind races with all my longings

but can't keep up with what I got

 

and so I hope I don't sound too ungrateful

but history gave modern men

a telephone to talk to strangers

machine guns and a camera lens

 

so when you're asked to fight a war that's over nothin'

it's best to join the side that's gonna win

an' no one's sure how all of this got started

but we're gonna make 'em goddamn certain how it's gonna end

yeah we will, yeah we will

 

well I could have been a famous singer

if I had someone else's voice

but failure's always sounded better

let's fuck it up boys, make some noise

 

the sun came up with no conclusions

flowers sleeping in their beds

the city cemetary's humming

I'm wide awake, it's morning

:lol: I'm sure someone is feeling it :P

Tori Amos - Concertina

clouds descending

i'm not policing what you think and dream

i run into your thought from across the room

just another trick

can i weather this

 

i've got a fever above my waist

you got a squeeze box on your knee

i know the truth is in between

the 1st and the 40th drink

 

concertina

concertina

a chill that bends

this i swear

you're the fiercest

calm i've been in

concertina

concertina

try infrared

this i swear

you're the fiercest

calm i've been in

 

the soul-quake

happened here in a glass world

particle by particle

she slowly changes

she likes hanging chinese paper cuts

just another fix

can i weather this

 

i got my fuzz all tipped to play

i got a dub on your landscape

then there's your policy of tracing

the sauce without the blame

 

too far too far too far

it could all get way too cheerful

 

concertina

concertina

i know the truth lies in between

the first and the 40th drink

 

clouds descending

Damien Rice - Prague

 

I pack my suit in a bag

I'm all dressed up for prague

I'm all dressed up with you

all dressed up for him too

 

prepare myself for a war

before I even open up my door

before I even look out

I'm pissing all of my bullets about

 

wrap myself in a bag

I'm all wrapped up in prague

I'm all wrapped up in you

I'm all wrapped up in him too

 

prepare myself for a war

and I don't know what I'm doing this for

trying to let it all go

how can I when you still don't know?

 

I could wait for you

like that hole in your boot

waiting to be fixed

I could wait for you

what good would that do

but to leave me bruised?

 

cheers darlin'

here's to you and your lover

...darling I got years...

 

pack my suit in a bag

all dressed up for Prague

pack my suit in a bag

all dressed up for Prague

pack my suit in a bag

all dressed up for

all dressed up for

all dressed up for