NationStates Jolt Archive

Post some of the weirdest or most abstract lyrics you've heard and (if you have one) an analysis of them. Here's mine:

Life is a waterfall
We’re one in the river
And one again after the fall
Swimming through the void
We hear the word
We lose ourselves
But we find it all....
Cause we are the ones that want to play
Always want to go
But you never want to stay
And we are the ones that want to choose
Always want to play
But you never want to lose
Aerials, in the sky
When you lose small mind
You free your life
Life is a waterfall
We drink from the river
Then we turn around and put up our walls
Swimming through the void
We hear the word
We lose ourselves
But we find it all...
Cause we are the ones that want to play
Always want to go
But you never want to stay
And we are the ones that want to choose
Always want to play
But you never want to lose
Aerials, in the sky
When you lose small mind
You free your life
Aerials, so up high
When you free your eyes eternal prize
Aerials, in the sky
When you lose small mind
You free your life
Aerials, so up high
When you free your eyes eternal prize

Analysis - NFI

She keeps Moet et Chandon
In her pretty cabinet
'Let them eat cake' she says
Just like Marie Antoinette
A built-in remedy
For Kruschev and Kennedy
At anytime an invitation
You can't decline

Caviar and cigarettes
Well versed in etiquette
Extraordinarily nice
Chorus

She's a Killer Queen
Gunpowder, gelatine
Dynamite with a laser beam
Guaranteed to blow your mind
Anytime

Recommended at the price
Insatiable an appetite
Wanna try?

To avoid complications
She never kept the same address
In conversation
She spoke just like a baroness
Met a man from China
Went down to Geisha Minah
Then again incidentally
If you're that way inclined

Perfume came naturally from Paris
For cars she couldn't care less
Fastidious and precise
Chorus


Drop of a hat she's as willing as
Playful as a pussy cat
Then momentarily out of action
Temporarily out of gas
To absolutely drive you wild, wild
She's all out to get you
Chorus


Recommended at the price
Insatiable an appetite
Wanna try?
You wanna try

"Blinded by the Light," by Bruce Springsteen. I heard this song was about lost innonence, but hell if I know.

Madman drummers bummers and Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat
In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his hat
With a boulder on my shoulder feelin' kinda older I tripped the merry-go-round
With this very unpleasing sneezing and wheezing the calliope crashed to the ground
Some all-hot half-shot was headin' for the hot spot snappin' his fingers clappin' his hands
And some fleshpot mascot was tied into a lover's knot with a whatnot in her hand
And now young Scott with a slingshot finally found a tender spot and throws his lover in the sand
And some bloodshot forget-me-not whispers daddy's within earshot save the buckshot turn up the band

And she was blinded by the light
Cut loose like a deuce another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
She got down but she never got tight, but she'll make it alright

Some brimstone baritone anti-cyclone rolling stone preacher from the east
He says: "Dethrone the dictaphone, hit it in its funny bone, that's where they expect it least"
And some new-mown chaperone was standin' in the corner all alone watchin' the young girls dance
And some fresh-sown moonstone was messin' with his frozen zone to remind him of the feeling of romance

Yeah he was blinded by the light
Cut loose like a deuce another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
He got down but she never got tight, but he's gonna make it tonight

Some silicone sister with her manager's mister told me I got what it takes
She said I'll turn you on sonny, to something strong if you play that song with the funky break,
And go-cart Mozart was checkin' out the weather chart to see if it was safe to go outside
And little Early-Pearly came in by her curly-wurly and asked me if I needed a ride,
Oh, some hazard from Harvard was skunked on beer playin' backyard bombardier
Yes and Scotland Yard was trying hard, they sent a dude with a calling card,
he said, do what you like, but don't do it here
Well I jumped up, turnedaround, spit in the air, fell on the ground
Asked him which was the way back home
He said take a right at the light, keep goin' straight until night, and then boy, you're on your own

And now in Zanzibar a shootin' star was ridin' in a side car hummin' a lunar tune
Yes, and the avatar said blow the bar but first remove the cookie jar we're gonna teach those boys to laugh too soon

And some kidnapped handicap was complainin' that he caught the clap from some mousetrap he bought last night,

Well I unsnapped his skull cap and between his ears I saw
a gap but figured he'd be all right

He was just blinded by the light
Cut loose like a deuce another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
Mama always told me not to look into the sights of the sun
Oh but mama that's where the fun is

Almost anything by TMBG, but Particle Man is widely disputed.

Don't know if anybody listens to Saves the Day, but there last couple albums have had some very interesting lyrics.
"Monkey" off "In Reverie" is one of the best, although there are a lot of others along this vein.

Hello me
are you in there
making sure you're not dead,
smelled some rotting flesh

I heard you left him alone
suns up with open roads
get down
freak out
the time is right now

Drop your things
and burn your clothes
why we're here
no one knows
watch the bombs explode

He sold you a dream
and carved you up like meat
lay down
the law
locked your heart behind bars

While you were sleeping he would whisper in your ear

The monkey will bite
better eat your poultry
till' theres no use
don't try to
ask a doctor
what's going on inside you head
just fall out and get in line
like all good soliders do

You awoke to his game
running circles in your brain
can't belive you eyes

What's up what is down
he spun you around
what's near what is far
god knows what you are
can you remember when
this began

The monkey will bite
better eat your poultry
till' theres no use
don't try to
ask you doctor
what's going on inside you head
it's pretend
it's no meaning
just stare at the celing and play dead for your whole life

One of the best bands out right now, despite the complete absurdity of this song.

Saves the Day, though they sound really whiny and boring, has some really weird lyrics. Other songs would include "At Your Funeral", "My Sweet Fracture", and "Rocks Tonic Juice Magic".

Saves the Day, though they sound really whiny and boring, has some really weird lyrics. Other songs would include "At Your Funeral", "My Sweet Fracture", and "Rocks Tonic Juice Magic".

I was also thinking of "This Is Not an Exit" and "As Your Ghost Takes Flight."

On another note, The Faint have some seriously strange lyrics. An entire song about a conductor with the chorus "control, control, control, control."

Anything by the Holy Modal Rounders.

No contest.

Sledgehammer - Peter Gabriel
you could have a steam train
if you'd just lay down your tracks
you could have an aeroplane flying
if you bring your blue sky back

all you do is call me
I'll be anything you need

you could have a big dipper
going up and down, all around the bends
you could have a bumper car, bumping
this amusement never ends

I want to be your sledgehammer
why don't you call my name
oh let me be your sledgehammer
this will be my testimony
show me round your fruitcage
'cos I will be your honey bee
open up your fruitcage
where the fruit is as sweet as can be

I want to be your sledgehammer
why don't you call my name
you'd better call the sledgehammer
put your mind at rest
I'm going to be-the sledgehammer
this can be my testimony
I'm your sledgehammer
let there be no doubt about it

sledge sledge sledgehammer

I've kicked the habit
shed my skin
this is the new stuff
I go dancing in, we go dancing in
oh won't you show for me
and I will show for you
show for me, I will show for you
yea, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I do mean you
only you
you've been coming through
going to build that powerr
build, build up that power, hey
I've been feeding the rhythm
I've been feeding the rhythm
going to feel that power, build in you
come on, come on, help me do
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you
I've been feeding the rhythm
I've been feeding the rhythm
it's what we're doing, doing
all day and night

I'm sorry, but Sledgehammer by Peter Gabriel is about as concrete--or should I say blunt--as it gets.

Polly Bee - Deerhoof

From the psycho beauty shop
From the psycho beauty shop

Oh, Polly Bee lead me
From the psycho beauty shop
From the psycho beauty shop

All my love to the sun in the morning sky, ah
All my love to the sun in the morning sky, ah

Momma's unhappy all the time
Momma's unhappy all the time

All my love to the sun in the morning sky

From the psycho beauty shop
From the psycho beauty shop

Oh, Polly Bee lead me
From the psycho beauty shop
From the psycho beauty shop

All my love to the sun in the morning sky, ah
All my love to the sun in the morning sky, ah

Momma's unhappy all the time
Momma's unhappy all the time



Actually, all of deerhoof is fucking nuts, but this was the first song i found lyrics for.

Polly Bee - Deerhoof

Actually, all of deerhoof is fucking nuts, but this was the first song i found lyrics for.

That's the truth. I heard them on the radio a few weeks ago.. weird stuff..

I still vote Holy Modal, but Deerhoof comes in a close second.

probably cant compete with some of this, but my one of my favorites would be:


Hey man
Save me
Do you care?
Save me
Here I am
Here I am
Here I am
Here I am

Momma
Poppa
Momma
Poppa

Sorry man
Here I am
Save me
Do you care?
Save me
Do you care?
Save me
Here I am
Owww

Turning Japanese, I really think so
Turning Japanese, I really think so

added with gibberish, yelling, and copious amounts of awesome feedback.

classic.

I dunno the Chillies are pretty mad while Bohemian Rhapsody is also very weird.

The Flaming Lips - Yoshimi Battles The Pink Robots

Her name is Yoshimi
she's a black belt in karate
working for the city
she has to discipline her body

'Cause she knows that
it's demanding
to defeat those evil machines
I know she can beat them

Oh Yoshimi, they don't believe me
but you won't let those robots eat me
Yoshimi, they don't believe me
but you won't let those robots defeat me

Those evil-natured robots
they're programmed to destroy us
she's gotta be strong to fight them
so she's taking lots of vitamins

'Cause she knows that
it'd be tragic
if those evil robots win
I know she can beat them

Oh Yoshimi, they don't believe me
but you won't let those robots defeat me
Yoshimi, they don't believe me
but you won't let those robots eat me

Yoshimi

'Cause she knows that
it'd be tragic
if those evil robots win
I know she can beat them

Oh Yoshimi, they don't believe me
but you won't let those robots defeat me
Yoshimi, they don't believe me
but you won't let those robots defeat me

Oh Yoshimi, they don't believe me
but you won't let those robots eat me
Yoshimi, they don't believe me
but you won't let those robots eat me

Yoshimi

I wonder how long it'll be before a White Stripes song appears...

CHUNKY CHUNKY AIR GUITAR
THE WHITLAMS

She came from the Cocos Islands with a limp and a snow-shaker huh
Hocked by a fine Arabian ginger Monsignor
He said, "You aints gets nothing 'cause nothing gets made by Koreans"
He had dubbin in his hair and he played the tambourine

They gave him a medal, they caught him shaving his hairpiece
Locked him in confinement wired like a banshee with a blade
She came to him in a dream disguised as a bus crash
Through the mud, the blood and the tears they kissed
And then they slipped away, they were singin'

Chunky chunky air guitar now
Chunky chunky air guitar

He was getting down like a freak show
She was going off like a whale
Chunky chunky air guitar now
Chunky chunky air guitar

Bellhop blues with a midget butt-boy in Sweden
Chockfull of puss and wolved by a little French maid
Eloped with his sister, married in a tag-team wedding
Sticky like a girl undercover of a Japanese glade

She came from the Cocos Islands, she came from the Cocos Islands
She came from the Cocos Islands, she came from the Cocos Islands
And they were singing

Chunky chunky air guitar now
Chunky chunky air guitar
He was getting down like a freak show
He was getting down like a freak show
He was getting down like a freak show
She was going off like a whale

I wonder how long it'll be before a White Stripes song appears...

i think most all stripes songs have meanings. especially when compared to some of these songs.

i think most all stripes songs have meanings. especially when compared to some of these songs.

Please God explain them to me. I haven't the faintest Idea what they mean.

Please God explain them to me. I haven't the faintest Idea what they mean.

no problem, i'll attempt it.. any specific one?

*EDIT*
and are you calling me god?... flattery will get you everywere.

no problem, i'll attempt it.. any specific one?

*EDIT*
and are you calling me god?... flattery will get you everywere.

I've only heard Elephant in detail. How bout Black Math?

And the expression "Please God" is meant to add emphasis to my desparation.

I've only heard Elephant in detail. How bout Black Math?

for the most part, i believe that it is about teaching yourself something that is generally unknown.. perhaps about him learing the guitar and deciding to teach himself instead of learing by his teachers theories?

i forgot to mention, these are just my takes on them.

anything else?

*EDIT*
and you should listen to the three others as well. they are wonderful.. the first two are especially blusy.

Here's "Hooch" by the melvins.


Los ticka toe rest. Might likea sender doe ree. Your make a doll a ray day sender bright like a penelty.
Exi-tease my ray day member half lost a beat away. Purst in like a one way sender war give a heart like a fay. Cuz I can ford a red eed only street a wide a ree land. Die-mond make a mid-evil bike a sake a like a ree caste. Cuz I can ford a red eed only street a wide a ree land. On a ree land. Find a ree land.
You sink a my swan. Rolly a get a worst in. Maybe minus way far central poor forty duck a pin.
Milk maid dud bean. Master a load a head. Pill pop a dope a well run general hash pump a gonna led.

And my favourite. "Suppers ready by genesis:



i. LOVERS' LEAP

Walking across the sitting-room, I turn the television off.
Sitting beside you, I look into your eyes.
As the sound of motor cars fades in the night time,
I swear I saw your face change, it didn't seem quite right.
......And it's hello babe with your guardian eyes so blue.
Hey, my baby don't you know our love is true.
Coming closer with our eyes, a distance fall around our bodies.
Out in the garden, the moon seems very bright.
Six saintly shrouded men move across the lawn slowly,
The seventh walks in front with a cross held high in hand.
......And it's hey babe your supper's waiting for you.
Hey my baby, don't you know our love is true.
I've been so far from here,
Far from your warm arms.
It's good to feel you again,
It's been a long long time. Hasn't it?

ii. THE GUARENTEED ETERNAL SANCTUARY MAN

I know a farmer who looks after the farm.
With water clear, he cares for all his harvest.
I know a fireman who looks after the fire.
You, can't you see he's fooled you all.
Yes, he's here again, can't you see he's fooled you all.
Share his peace,
Sign the lease.
He's a supersonic scientist,
He's the guarenteed eternal sanctuary man.
Look, look into my mouth he cries,
And all the children lost down many paths,
I bet my life you'll walk inside
Hand in hand
Gland in gland
With a spoonful of miracle,
He's the guarenteed eternal sanctuary man.
We will rock you, rock you little snake,
We will keep you snug and warm.

iii. IKHNATON AND ITSACON AND THEIR BAND OF MERRY MEN

Wearing feeling on our faces while our faces took a rest,
We walked across the fields to see the children of the West,
But we saw a host of dark skinned warriors
standing still below the ground,
Waiting for battle.
The fight's begun, they've been released.
Killing foe for peace. . . bang, bang, bang. Bang, bang, bang...
And they're giving me a wonderful potion,
'Cos I cannot contain my emotion.
And even though I'm feeling good,
Something tells me I'd better activate my prayer capsule.
Today's a day to celebrate, the foe have met their fate.
The order for rejoicing and dancing has come from our warlord.

iv. HOW DARE I BE SO BEAUTIFUL?

Wandering through the chaos the battle has left,
We climb up a mountain of human flesh,
To a plateau of green grass, and green trees full of life.
A young figure sits still by the pool,
He's been stamped human bacon by some butchery tool.
(He is you.)
Social Security took care of this lad.
We watch in reverence, as Narcissus is turned to a flower.
A flower?
v. WILLOW FARM
If you go down to Willow Farm,
to look for butterflies, flutterbyes, gutterflies
Open your eyes, it's full of surprise, everyone lies
like the focks on the rocks,
and the musical box.
Oh, there's Mum & Dad, and good and bad,
and everyone's happy to be here.
There's Winston Churchill dressed in drag,
he used to be a British flag, plastic bag, what a drag.
The frog was a prince, the prince was a brick, the brick was an
egg, and the egg was a bird.
Hadn't you heard?
Yes, we're happy as fish and gorgeous as geese,
and wonderfully clean in the morning.
We've got everything, we're growing everything,
We've got some in
We've got some out
We've got some wild things floating about.
Everyone, we're changing everyone,
you name them all,
We've had them here,
And the real stars are still to appear.
ALL CHANGE!
Feel your body melt;
Mum to mud to mad to dad
Dad diddley office, Dad diddley office,
You're all full of ball.
Dad to dam to dum to mum
Mum diddley washing, Mum diddley washing,
You're all full of ball.
Let me hear you lies, we're living this up to the eyes.
Ooee-ooee-ooee-oowaa
Momma I want you now.
And as you listen to my voice
To look for hidden doors, tidy floors, more applause.
You've been here all the time,
Like it or not, like what you got,
You're under the soil,
Yes, deep in the soil.
So we'll end with a whistle and end with a bang
and all of us fit in our places.

vi. APOCALYPSE IN 9/8 (CO-STARRING THE DELICIOUS TALENTS OF
GABBLE RATCHET)

With the guards of Magog swarming around,
The Pied Piper takes his children underground.
The Dragon's coming out of the see,
with the shimmering silver head of wisdom looking at me.
He brings down the fire from the skies,
You can tell he's doing well by the look in human eyes.
You'd better not compromise.
It won't be easy.
666 is no longer alone,
He's getting out the marrow in your back bone,
And the seven trumpets blowing sweet rock and roll,
Gonna blow right down inside your soul.
Pythagoras with the looking glass reflects the full moon,
In blood, he's writing the lyrics of a brand new tune.
And it's hey babe, with your guardian eyes so blue,
Hey my baby, don't you know our love is true,
I've been so far from here,
Far from your loving arms,
Now I'm back again, and abay it's going to work out fine.

vii. AS SURE AS EGGS IS EGGS (ACHING MEN'S FEET)

Can't you feel our souls ignite
Shedding ever changing colours in the darkness of the fading
night,
Like the river joins the ocean, as the germ in the seed grows
We have finally been freed to get back home.
There's anm angel standing in the sun, and he's crying with a
loud voice,
"This is the supper of the mighty one,"
Lord of Lords,
King of Kings
Has returned to take his children home,
To take them to the new Jerusalem.

Hee hee :

"There's Winston Churchill dressed in drag,
he used to be a British flag, plastic bag, what a drag.
The frog was a prince, the prince was a brick, the brick was an
egg, and the egg was a bird.
Hadn't you heard?
Yes, we're happy as fish and gorgeous as geese,
and wonderfully clean in the morning."

Best lyrics ever!

anything by Nightwish

Zappa is the true master of the weird and abstract!


Why does it hurt when I pee?
Why does it hurt when I pee?
I don't want no doctor
To stick no needle in me
Why does it hurt when I pee?
I got it from the toilet seat
I got it from the toilet seat
It jumped right up
'N' grabbed my meat
Got it from the toilet seat
My balls feel like a pair of maracas
My balls feel like a pair of maracas
Oh God I probably got the
Gon-o-ka-ka-khackus!
My balls feel like a pair of maracas
Ai-ee-ai-ee-ahhhh!
Why does it
Why does it
Why does it
Why does it hurt...when I
Peeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee?

One particular hit by Babylon zoo. I don't remember the name.

Don't feed the animals,
don't feed the animals,
don't feed the animals...

Chuck Berry
My Ding A Ling

When I was a little bitty boy
My grandmother bought me a cute little toy.
Silver bells hanging on a string,
She told me it was my ding a ling a ling.
Oh, my ding a ling, my ding a ling,
I want you to play with my ding a ling.
My ding a ling, my ding a ling,I want you to play with my ding a ling.
And then mama took me took me to grammar school,
But I stopped off in the vestibue.
Every time that bell would ring,
Catch me playing with my ding a ling a ling.
Oh, my ding a ling, my ding a ling,I want you to play with my ding a ling.
My ding a ling, my ding a ling,I want you to play with my ding a ling.
Once I was climbing the garden wall.
I slipped and had a terrible fall.
I fell so hard I heard bells ring,But held on to my ding a ling.
Oh, my ding a ling, my ding a ling,I want you to play with my ding a ling.
My ding a ling, my ding a ling,I want you to play with my ding a ling.
Once I was swimming across turtle creek,
Man, them snappers all around my feet.
Sure was hard swimming across that thing
With both hands holding my ding a ling.
Oh, my ding a ling, my ding a ling,I want you to play with my ding a ling.
My ding a ling, my ding a ling,I want you to play with my ding a ling.
This here so song, it ain't so sad.
The cutest little song you ever had.
Those of you who will not sing,
You must be playing with your own ding a ling.
Oh, my ding a ling, my ding a ling,I want you to play with my ding a ling.
My ding a ling, my ding a ling,I want you to play with my ding a ling.
Your ding a ling, your ding a ling,
We saw you playing with your ding a ling.
My ding a ling, everybody sing,I want to play with my ding,Everybody,
my ding a ling,Oh my ding a ling,I want to play with my ding a ling.


What the hell was Chuck talking bout? He was arrested for having filmed women using his toilet, so I don't know!

Marble Tulip Juicy Tree by Ween

Too lazy to type. Click the link.

http://lyrix.us/ween/marble-tulip-juicy-tree-ii.html

"Televators" - The Mars Volta

Just as he hit
The ground
They lowered a tow that
Stuck in his neck to the gills
Fragments of sobriquets
riddle me this
three half eaten corneas
who hit the aureole
Stalk the ground
Stalk the ground
You should have seen
The curse that flew right by you
Page of concrete
Stained walks crutch in hobbled sway
Auto-da-fé
A capillary hint of red
Only this manupod
Crescent in shape has escaped
The house half the way
Fell empty with teeth
That split both his lips
Mark these words
One day this chalk outline will circle this city
Was he robbed of the asphalt that cushioned his face
A room colored charlatan
Hid in a safe
Stalk the ground
Stalk the ground
You should have seen
The curse that flew right by you
Page of concrete
Stain walks crutch in hobbled sway
Auto-da-fé
A capillary hint of red
Only this manupod
Crescent in shape has escaped
Pull the pins
Save your grace
Mark these words
On his grave
You should have seen
The curse that flew right by you
Page of concrete
Stain walks crutch in hobbled sway
Auto-da-fé
A capillary hint of red
Everyone knows the last toes are
Always the coldest to go

No one has been able to make sense of this for a few decades now:

We skipped the light fandango
turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda seasick
but the crowd called out for more
The room was humming harder
as the ceiling flew away
When we called out for another drink
the waiter brought a tray

And so it was that later
as the miller told his tale
that her face, at first just ghostly,
turned a whiter shade of pale

She said, 'There is no reason
and the truth is plain to see.'
But I wandered through my playing cards
and would not let her be
one of sixteen vestal virgins
who were leaving for the coast
and although my eyes were open
they might have just as well've been closed

To which some live lyrics are sometimes added. These Being:

She said, 'I'm home on shore leave,'
though in truth we were at sea
so I took her by the looking glass
and forced her to agree
saying, 'You must be the mermaid
who took Neptune for a ride.'
But she smiled at me so sadly
that my anger straightway died

If music be the food of love
then laughter is its queen
and likewise if behind is in front
then dirt in truth is clean
My mouth by then like cardboard
seemed to slip straight through my head
So we crash-dived straightway quickly
and attacked the ocean bed

(A whiter Shade of Pale, Procul Harem, Words by Keith Reid)

MacArthur Park

Written by: Jimmy Webb
Sung by: Richard Harris or Donna Summer, equally silly.

Spring was never waiting for us, girl
It ran one step ahead
As we followed in the dance
Between the parted pages and were pressed
In love's hot, fevered iron
Like a striped pair of pants

MacArthur Park is melting in the dark
All the sweet, green icing flowing down
Someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
'Cause it took so long to bake it
And I'll never have that recipe again
Oh, no!

I recall the yellow cotton dress
Foaming like a wave
On the ground around your knees
The birds, like tender babies in your hands
And the old men playing checkers by the trees

MacArthur Park is melting in the dark
All the sweet, green icing flowing down
Someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
'Cause it took so long to bake it
And I'll never have that recipe again
Oh, no!

[break]

There will be another song for me
For I will sing it
There will be another dream for me
Someone will bring it
I will drink the wine while it is warm
And never let you catch me looking at the sun
And after all the loves of my life
After all the loves of my life
You'll still be the one

I will take my life into my hands and I will use it
I will win the worship in their eyes and I will lose it
I will have the things that I desire
And my passion flow like rivers through the sky
And after all the loves of my life
After all the loves of my life
I'll be thinking of you
And wondering why

[break]

MacArthur Park is melting in the dark
All the sweet, green icing flowing down
Someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
'Cause it took so long to bake it
And I'll never have that recipe again
Oh, no!
Oh, no
No, no
Oh no!!

Now what the hell has a cake to do with breaking up with your g/f?

Freedom of '76
By Ween - sung in the manner of a Boyz II Men song, in case you haven't heard it before.

Freedom of the body
Freedom of the mind
A ho on South Street hired for tricks
Little girls pickin' up sticks
Freedom of '76

Wastee little weasel
Wants cheap tricks
Liberty bell cracked in half
A bacon steak
A perfect match
Freedom of '76

My girl Sasha
Lookin' good on the street
"Mannequin" was filmed at Woolworth's
Boyz II Men still keepin' up the beat, yeah
Freedom of '76

Fairmount Park in the summer
Lookin' good on the street
"Mannequin" was filmed at Woolworth's
Boyz II Men still keepin' up the beat, yeah
Freedom of '76, nah yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Ohh, baby, yeah yeah, yeah

Sumthing like:

Why is Marijuana illeagal?
Its just a plant thats natural.
You know whats not natural?
An eighty year old guy with a hard on.
But theyve got pills for those

Freedom of '76
By Ween - sung in the manner of a Boyz II Men song, in case you haven't heard it before.

Freedom of the body
Freedom of the mind
A ho on South Street hired for tricks
Little girls pickin' up sticks
Freedom of '76

Wastee little weasel
Wants cheap tricks
Liberty bell cracked in half
A bacon steak
A perfect match
Freedom of '76

My girl Sasha
Lookin' good on the street
"Mannequin" was filmed at Woolworth's
Boyz II Men still keepin' up the beat, yeah
Freedom of '76

Fairmount Park in the summer
Lookin' good on the street
"Mannequin" was filmed at Woolworth's
Boyz II Men still keepin' up the beat, yeah
Freedom of '76, nah yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Ohh, baby, yeah yeah, yeah

Ween Rocks!

Ween Rocks!
I see that Rocks and raise it to DOUBLE Rocks!
You know they have a Ween radio on the 'net? You can request any of their songs - including live versions of 'Enter the Sandman' and 'Riders on the storm'. Check it out:
http://www.weenradio.com/

I see that Rocks and raise it to DOUBLE Rocks!
You know they have a Ween radio on the 'net? You can request any of their songs - including live versions of 'Enter the Sandman' and 'Riders on the storm'. Check it out:
http://www.weenradio.com/
I already have it bookmarked in my favorites.

Seraphic Deviltry
by Theater of Tragedy

Whether He the quaint savant's power doth hold I know not,
Albeit ætat a thousand stars' birth He is -
Quoth I that for reasons to me oblivious
August of a granditude of servants is He held,
And by plastic consonantry e'en more servants to the host addéd are -
Pelf they are, dare I say!
Maugre His diurnal seraphic deviltry
I say that deviltry - 'tis forsooth deviltry! -
Mind not this in scintillating shades clad is;
To claim the glore is He suffer'd.
«Grant me the fatlings», qouth He, «the fatter the better!»,
And died they of starvation;
They are not slaughtering their fatlings -
They are slaughtering 'hemselves.
Sith I at time of yester the questions durst ask,
And dare I say this burthen weightful was,
Wrack of His machine-like motion was I naméd,
Tho' blind and fond the jesters rebuilt
The machine alike - yet whettéd and dight are its edges...

Filter, "Welcome to the Fold"


You take my money
You think you're great
You think you're funny
I hate your face
Yeah
You got your Jesus
And I got my space
You got your reasons
And I got my case

Chorus:
You just gotta sit yourself down
To contemplate
You get yourself a nice cold beer
And drink yourself away
You're celebrating nothing
And you feel a-okay
You're celebrating nothing
And you feel a-okay

You think you're precious
And I think you're shit
And I'd kill your father
To destroy his seed
Ohhhh, nothing will ever
Destroy your greed

Chorus

Now when you break yourself down
And go to this place
You give yourself the reason
To get off your case
And when you break it down yeah
And see through this shit
You give yourself the reason
To live through this
Break down

Mama give me my medicine
Mama give me my medicine
Mama give me my medicine
The one that makes me feel taller
Mama give me my medicine
Mama give me my medicine
The one that makes me feel so tall tall like a tall
tree
Mama give me my medicine
That makes me feel like a tall tree
Mama give me my medicine
That makes me feel like a tall tree
Mama give me my medicine
That makes me feel like a tall tree yeah yeah yeah
yeah

Chorus

You're celebrating nothing
And you feel a-okay
You're celebrating nothing
And you feel a-okay
Do do do do do do do do do do do do do

The Tragically Hip, "Sherpa"

Me and the vivid girl in our hammock to the stars
staring into the fire before TV, the remote-control's on Mars

In the dope of the pigment, in a poetic state of mind
in a flood of the country we lay down to kill some time

And we spoke languidly of the Northern Bee
and collecting dewdrops for tea underneath the cannonball tree

We were high, we were sherpa-high,
we conspired against old friends
we said we must be friends or die
and we've died a thousand times since then

And we spoke long, at length of the fight or flee
and of nothing in particularly underneath the cannonball tree

We spoke off-handedly of the new extremes
and of nothing in particularly underneath the cannonball tree

We're at the point where we love or hate it
we can write it down and obliterate it
when we're at the point when we neither love nor hate it
we can lay down and obliterate it

Here it goes weirdest lyrics ever....

Plexiglass Toilet

Don't sit on the Plexiglas toilet
Said the momma to her son
Wipe the butt clean with the paper
Make it nice for everyone
But don't sit down on the Plexiglas toilet yeah

A boy of 5 stands close to the toilet
Holds the lid up with one hand
Won't let go the lid for fear that
On his banana it will land
Don't sit down on the Plexiglas toilet yeah

Boy goes up he eats the enchilada
With the sauce that burns the heart
Family comes to visit family
momma says don't belch and fart

Don't sit on the Plexiglas toilet
Said the momma to her son
Wipe the butt clean with the paper
Make it nice for everyone
But don't sit down on the Plexiglas toilet yeah

Everybody Sing!

Don't sit on the Plexiglas toilet
Said the momma to her son
Wipe the butt clean with the paper
Make it nice for everyone
But don't sit down on the Plexiglas toilet yeah

Don't sit on the Plexiglas toilet
Said the momma to her son
Wipe the butt clean with the paper
Make it nice for everyone
But don't sit down on the Plexiglas toilet yeah

-Styx

"Blinded by the Light," by Bruce Springsteen. I heard this song was about lost innonence, but hell if I know.

Madman drummers bummers and Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat
In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his hat
With a boulder on my shoulder feelin' kinda older I tripped the merry-go-round
With this very unpleasing sneezing and wheezing the calliope crashed to the ground
Some all-hot half-shot was headin' for the hot spot snappin' his fingers clappin' his hands
And some fleshpot mascot was tied into a lover's knot with a whatnot in her hand
And now young Scott with a slingshot finally found a tender spot and throws his lover in the sand
And some bloodshot forget-me-not whispers daddy's within earshot save the buckshot turn up the band

And she was blinded by the light
Cut loose like a deuce another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
She got down but she never got tight, but she'll make it alright

Some brimstone baritone anti-cyclone rolling stone preacher from the east
He says: "Dethrone the dictaphone, hit it in its funny bone, that's where they expect it least"
And some new-mown chaperone was standin' in the corner all alone watchin' the young girls dance
And some fresh-sown moonstone was messin' with his frozen zone to remind him of the feeling of romance

Yeah he was blinded by the light
Cut loose like a deuce another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
He got down but she never got tight, but he's gonna make it tonight

Some silicone sister with her manager's mister told me I got what it takes
She said I'll turn you on sonny, to something strong if you play that song with the funky break,
And go-cart Mozart was checkin' out the weather chart to see if it was safe to go outside
And little Early-Pearly came in by her curly-wurly and asked me if I needed a ride,
Oh, some hazard from Harvard was skunked on beer playin' backyard bombardier
Yes and Scotland Yard was trying hard, they sent a dude with a calling card,
he said, do what you like, but don't do it here
Well I jumped up, turnedaround, spit in the air, fell on the ground
Asked him which was the way back home
He said take a right at the light, keep goin' straight until night, and then boy, you're on your own

And now in Zanzibar a shootin' star was ridin' in a side car hummin' a lunar tune
Yes, and the avatar said blow the bar but first remove the cookie jar we're gonna teach those boys to laugh too soon

And some kidnapped handicap was complainin' that he caught the clap from some mousetrap he bought last night,

Well I unsnapped his skull cap and between his ears I saw
a gap but figured he'd be all right

He was just blinded by the light
Cut loose like a deuce another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
Mama always told me not to look into the sights of the sun
Oh but mama that's where the fun is

I was listineing to this as I read it. Kinda cool.

Well, taken from the album i'm listening to now...


here we go to another candle I know
all the girls there playin' on a jelly roll

time to take a ride - time to take it in a midnite eye
and if you wanna go - get on below
pinking out the day - dreaming out the crazy way
finger on the love - it's all above

everywhere it's six-sex-six by luck
a satellite wish will make it just enough
you'll be making out with a witch in a coffee truck

time to rock the road - and tell the story of the jelly rollin'
dirty boots are on - hi di ho
pinking out the black - dreaming in a crack
Satan got her tongue - now it's undone

I got some dirty boots - yeah dirty boots
I got some dirty boots - baby
dirty boots

hey!


Oh, and this one is a classic too, from the same album.

Mildred Pierce
MILDRED!!!!!!
MILDRED PIERCE!!!!!
MILDRED PIERCE!!!!!
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!!!!!!!!!!
MILDRED PIERCE!!!!!
MILDRED PIERCE!!!!!
WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!?!!!!
MILDRED PIERCE!!!!!

WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!

NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!

MILDRED...PIEEEEEEEEEEEEERCE!!!!!

Or something like that. :p