blind-fitter Posted February 17, 2006 Report Share Posted February 17, 2006 I'm not really sure what is to be gained from this exercise. These are lyrics I wrote for a band I was in years ago. In fact they were written, recorded and released circa 1988-1992. So, like'em or not , the die is cast. I suppose it might be interesting to hear what anybody makes of them, how they're interpreted, how they affect your perception of the writer,etc....You're welcome to rip the crap out of them if you like: I certainly won't be offended. The first batch were written for the band's first album, which came out around 1989-90. Later stuff, later! Bald Men Set The Pace Bald men set the pace Filling advertising space Bald men set the pace Buying treatments at bulk-rates Bald men set the pace Adapt a style to save your face Bald men set the pace Do what you can to hide your shame Bald men set the pace Plagued by insecurity Bald men set the pace Spreading rumours about virility Bald men...bald men... Ridicule is nothing to be scared of.... A Blow To The Head (With A Blunt Instrument) Take that and learn it, it's your only chance. Sit down and keep your ears pinned back. Accept, and paint a pretty picture of the world. That's good - now are you ready for a big surprise? Mother ...father...someone...who am I? Take that. The drug of youth makes you rebel. Fight back for your worthy cause. Stand up and be counted for what you are What's that? another role-play situation... Goodbye mother...and father...someone...lead me. Take that. You hit the ground for the second time Lie back and think of England, just for a second (or two) Look back and remember what it used to mean And then laugh...(sick)...losing side again Mother....father... someone...who am I? Blood Beats Hormones pumping Blood beats Always loving yourself more Miracle Of Dead Baby Miracle of dead baby Miracle of dead baby Death for profit Think nothing of it Suffocate earth Rejoice!...still-birth Nothing is sacred: Innocent, naked Economisation is a poor excuse for murder... Miracle of dead baby Growth? ...it's just a bonsai tree Distorted society Build a plastic sculpture For a thalidomide culture. Malign the malformed, Growing cold on a slab... Glad to be the victim of a cost-cutting move? Miracle of dead baby Miracle of dead baby Crusher Trance! Straight-jackets and ties Gnawed-down nails Normality Cerebral comas Frozen fish eyes Betray no emotion Numb Too dead to live...too scared to die Put through the crusher Emerging as clones Squashed to perfection Automatons The monster grows fatter Faceless, featureless Vegetable matter Aimless creatures. Too dead to live ...too scared to die.. Live, die...live, die,...live, die I spit in your eye ---------------------------------------------- Can't seem to get this last one inside a quote box for some reason, but no matter... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tenacious_Peaches Posted February 17, 2006 Report Share Posted February 17, 2006 A Blow To The Head (With A Blunt Instrument) Take that and learn it, it's your only chance. Sit down and keep your ears pinned back. Accept, and paint a pretty picture of the world. That's good - now are you ready for a big surprise? Mother ...father...someone...who am I? Take that. The drug of youth makes you rebel. Fight back for your worthy cause. Stand up and be counted for what you are What's that? another role-play situation... Goodbye mother...and father...someone...lead me. Take that. You hit the ground for the second time Lie back and think of England, just for a second (or two) Look back and remember what it used to mean And then laugh...(sick)...losing side again Mother....father... someone...who am I? I think this is about always doing what's expected of us. Be a good boy and girl when you are young, rebel when you are in your teens and early 20s and then realize how futile it was to rebel in your older years. Everyone thinks they are an individual, but we are all part of a machine. Everything that can be done already has been done. Or something along those lines. How presumptuous of me to analyze your lyrics, oh wise and all knowing b-f. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
daslied Posted February 17, 2006 Report Share Posted February 17, 2006 I've got to say that I love the titles. I also dig that you seemed to use a different rhythmic style/stanza pattern for each one. Verse-chorus-bridge-chorus gets a little tiresome. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
blind-fitter Posted February 17, 2006 Author Report Share Posted February 17, 2006 I think this is about always doing what's expected of us. Be a good boy and girl when you are young, rebel when you are in your teens and early 20s and then realize how futile it was to rebel in your older years. Everyone thinks they are an individual, but we are all part of a machine. Everything that can be done already has been done. Or something along those lines. How presumptuous of me to analyze your lyrics, oh wise and all knowing b-f. That was partly the point of me putting them there, T-P! If you don't mind me saying, I think you may be overdoing the flattery a little. I mean, I'm a sucker for it, butyou almost sound as if you're being sarcastic... Anyway, your analysis is pretty astute; moreso the first bit than the last . I was 23 when I wrote this, so it's not so easy to recall what was going through my head at the time...but I think if you take what you said, add a smattering of angst, a smidgeon of identity crisis and a dose of defeatism, you're about there... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shawna Posted February 17, 2006 Report Share Posted February 17, 2006 I love the dry humor in the first one "Bald Men Set the Pace." The others... a little too dark for my taste... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sweet Jane 61 Posted March 2, 2006 Report Share Posted March 2, 2006 Bald Men Set The Pace and Crusher are the two that I favor. The dry humor in Bald Men is great! With Crusher I think of everyone that I know who is a slave to their job. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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