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"Last To Die"- Bruce Springsteen

We took the highway till the road went black

We marked Truth Or Consequences on our map

A voice drifted up from the radio

We saw the voice from long ago

Who'll be the last to die for a mistake

The last to die for a mistake

Whose blood will spill, whose heart will break

Who'll be the last to die for a mistake

The kids asleep in the backseat

We're just countin' the miles you and me

We don't measure the blood we've drawn anymore

We just stack the bodies outside the door

Who'll be the last to die for a mistake

The last to die for a mistake

Whose blood will spill, whose heart will break

Who'll be the last to die for a mistake

The wise men were all fools

What to do

The sun sets in flames as the city burns

Another day gone down as the night turns

And I hold you here in my heart

As things fall apart

A downtown window flushed with light

Faces of the dead at five (faces of the dead at five)

A martyr's silent eyes

Petition the drivers as we pass by

Who'll be the last to die for a mistake

The last to die for a mistake

Whose blood will spill, whose heart will break

Who'll be the last to die

Who'll be the last to die for a mistake

The last to die for a mistake

Darlin' your tyrants and kings form the same fate

Strung up at your city gates

And you're the last to die for a mistake

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Rilo Kiley~Wires and Waves

there are twelve hours

there's a day between us

and you called to say you're sorry in your own way

there are oceans and waves and wires between us

and you called to say

you're getting older

and sometimes planes they smash up in the sky

and sometimes lonely hearts they just get lonelier

how did you survive all those fires and floods?

how did you survive your insufferable friends?

it was the plow that broke the western plains

and its just my heart gets rejected by my veins

and sometimes planes they smash up in the sky

and sometimes lonely hearts they just get lonelier

and lonelier

and lonelier

and lonelier

and lonelier

and lonelier

and lonelier

and lonelier

and sometimes planes they smash up in the sky

and sometimes lonely hearts they just get lonelier

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Don't tell me you don't know what love is

When you're old enough to know better

When you find strange hands in your sweater

When your dreamboat turns out to be a footnote

I'm a man with a mission in two or three editions

And I'm giving you a longing look

Everyday, everyday, everyday I write the book

Chapter One we didn't really get along

Chapter Two I think I fell in love with you

You said you'd stand by me in the middle of Chapter Three

But you were up to your old tricks in

Chapters Four, Five and Six

And I'm giving you a longing look

Everyday, everyday, everyday I write the book

The way you walk

The way you talk, and try to kiss me, and laugh

In four or five paragraphs

All your compliments and your cutting remarks

Are captured here in my quotation marks

And I'm giving you a longing look

Everyday, everyday, everyday I write the book

Don't tell me you don't know the difference

Between a lover and a fighter

With my pen and my electric typewriter

Even in a perfect world where everyone was equal

I'd still own the film rights and be working on the sequel

And I'm giving you a longing look

Everyday, everyday, everyday I write the book

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Helpless ~ Mr. Neil Young

There is a town in North Ontario

With dream comfort memory to spare

And in my mind I still need a place to go

All my changes were there

Blue, blue windows behind the stars

Yellow moon on the rise

Big birds flying across the skies

Throwing shadows on our eyes (leave us...)

Helpless, helpless, helpless

Helpless, helpless, helpless (They can't hear me)

Helpless, helpless, helpless (The chains are locked and tied across the doors)

Helpless, helpless, helpless (They sing with me somehow)

Blue, blue windows behind the stars

Yellow moon on the rise

Big birds flying across the skies

Throwing shadows on our eyes (leave us...)

Helpless, helpless, helpless

Helpless, helpless, helpless

Helpless, helpless, helpless

Helpless, helpless, helpless

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Runaway Train - Soul Asylum

Call you up in the middle of the night

Like a firefly without a light

You were there like a slow torch burning

I was a key that could use a little turning

So tired that I couldn't even sleep

So many secrets I couldn't keep

Promised myself I wouldn't weep

One more promise I couldn't keep

It seems no one can help me now

I'm in too deep

There's no way out

This time I have really led myself astray

Runaway train never going back

Wrong way on a one way track

Seems like I should be getting somewhere

Somehow I'm neither here no there

Can you help me remember how to smile

Make it somehow all seem worthwhile

How on earth did I get so jaded

Life's mystery seems so faded

I can go where no one else can go

I know what no one else knows

Here I am just drownin' in the rain

With a ticket for a runaway train

Everything is cut and dry

Day and night, earth and sky

Somehow I just don't believe it

Runaway train never going back

Wrong way on a one way track

Seems like I should be getting somewhere

Somehow I'm neither here no there

Bought a ticket for a runaway train

Like a madman laughin' at the rain

Little out of touch, little insane

Just easier than dealing with the pain

Runaway train never comin' back

Runaway train tearin' up the track

Runaway train burnin' in my veins

Runaway but it always seems the same

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Sitting On A Fence -- The Rolling Stones

Since I was young I've been very hard to please

And I don't know wrong from right

But there is one thing I could never understand

Some of the sick things that a girl does to a man, so

I'm just sitting on a fence

You can say I got no sense

Trying to make up my mind

Really is too horrifying

So I'm sitting on a fence

All of my friends at school grew up and settled down

And they mortgaged up their lives

One thing is not said too much, but I think it's true

They just get married cause there's nothing else to do, so

I'm just sitting on a fence

You can say I got no sense

Trying to make up my mind

Really is too horrifying

So I'm sitting on a fence

The day can come when you get old and sick and tired of life

You just never realize

Maybe the choice you made wasn't really right

But you go out and you don't come back at night, so

I'm just sitting on a fence

You can say I got no sense

Trying to make up my mind

Really is too horrifying

So I'm sitting on a fence

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Hello In There-John Prine

We had an apartment in the city,

Me and Loretta liked living there.

It'd been years since the kids had grown,

A life of their own and left us alone.

John and Linda live in Omaha,

And Joe is somewhere on the road.

We lost Davy in the Korean war,

And still don't know what for, don't matter anymore.

Ya know old trees just grow stronger,

And old rivers grow wilder ev'ry day.

Old people just grow lonesome

Waiting for someone to say, "Hello in there, hello."

Me and Loretta, we don't talk much more,

She sits and stares through the back door screen.

And all the news just repeats itself

Like some forgotten dream that we've both seen.

Someday I'll go and call up Rudy,

We worked together at the factory.

But what could I say if asks "What's new?"

Nothing, what's with you? Nothing much to do.

Ya know old trees just grow stronger,

And old rivers grow wilder ev'ry day.

Old people just grow lonesome

Waiting for someone to say, "Hello in there, hello."

So if you're walking down the street sometime

And spot some hollow ancient eyes,

Please don't just pass 'em by and stare

As if you didn't care, say, "Hello in there, hello."

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The Medication Is Wearing Off ~ Eels

See this watch she gave me?

Well it still ticks away

The days i'm claiming back for me

The medication's wearing off

Gonna hurt not a little, a lot

Keep on tickin' you're not lickin' me

Step on a crack break your mother's heart

Red light green light black

Suicide e-mail do not delete

Plug it back in the jack

Start to be what they want you to be

And you see yourself as they see you

Sunrise on the corner of

Sunset and alvarado

I think what the hell do I do now

Watch the day disintegrate

So i can stay up late and wait

See this watch she gave me?

Well it still ticks away...

:bow: :puppyeyes: :bow:

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"Online" ~ Brad Paisley

I work down at the pizza pit

And I drive an old Hyundai

I still live with my mom and dad

I'm 5'3 and overweight

I'm a Sci-Fi fantastic

Mild asthmatic

Never been to 2nd base

But there's a whole nother me

That you need to see

Go check out MySpace

'cause online I'm down in Hollywood

I'm 6'5 and I look damn good

I drive a Maserati

I'm a black belt in Karate

And I love a good glass of wine

It turns girls on that I'm mysterious

I tell 'em I don't want nothing serious

'cause even on a slow day I can have a three way

Chat with two women at one time

I'm so much cooler online

So much cooler online

I get home, I kiss my mom

And she fixes me a snack

I head down to my basement bedroom

And fire up the Mac

In real life the only time I

Ever even been to L.A.

Was when I got the chance with the marching band

To play tuba in the Rose Parade.

Online I live in Malibu

I posed for Calvin Kline, I've been in GQ

I'm single and I'm rich

And I got a set of six pack abs that'll blow your mind

It turns girls on that I'm mysterious

I tell 'em I don't want nothing serious

'cause even on a slow day I can have a three way

Chat with two women at one time

I'm so much cooler online

Yeah I'm cooler online

When you got my kinda stats, it's hard to get a date

Let alone a real girlfriend

But I grow another foot

And I lose a bunch of weight everytime I log in

Online I'm out in Hollywood

I'm 6'5 and I look damn good

Even on a slow day, I can have a three way

Chat with two women at one time

I'm so much cooler online

Yeah I'm cooler online

I'm so much cooler online

Yeah I'm cooler online

:P

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MY RAINBOW RACE - Melanie

One blue sky above us,

One ocean, lapping all our shores.

One earth so green and round,

Who could ask for more?

And because I love you

I'll give it one more try

To show my rainbow race

It's too soon to die.

Some folks want to be like an ostrich;

Bury their heads in the sand

Some hope for plastic dreams

To unclench all those greedy hands.

Some want to take the easy way:

Poisons, bombs! They think we need 'em.

Don't they know you can't kill all the unbelievers.

There's no shortcut to freedom

One blue sky above us,

One ocean, lapping all our shores.

One earth so green and round,

Who could ask for more?

And because I love you

I'll give it one more try.

To show my rainbow race

It's too soon to die.

Go tell, go tell all the little children!

Go tell mothers and fathers, too:

Now's our last chance to learn to share

What's been given to me and you

One blue sky above us,

One ocean, lapping all our shores.

One earth so green and round,

Who could ask for more?

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"Double Glazing" - Casper Hauser

Link to Song for those unfamiliar

Is it sad to say, about the day she went away.

Joan of Arc its not to be.

She stayed in a home, communicates by telephone,

rings her daughter twice a day.

Never quite saw eye to eye, years were spent in asking why?

now she's not here,

Strange to find that in the end,

she found her strengths, she found her friends,

said Frank was here.

"Frank" was really Steve, a patient man and proud to be,

a working man till 83.

He really loved the war,

and now im breaking down his door, Joan is screaming out to me.

Steve is down and I'm too late, I should have broke that double-glazing.

Paramedics take him out, they try and help him in the garden.

What should I do?

What should I do?

What should I do?

Stay and look at you?

Not found a way to say,

the proper thing, in a proper way, well,

Next time round it will be me

Saying my goodbyes, to living people occupied with

Living on ,but not with me.

A year ago today, Sal said,

The LGI gave her a bed.

Joan told me on Christmas Day

She'd never see our house again.

What should I do?

What should I do?

What should I do?

Stay and look at you?

"Frank" was really Steve, a patient man and proud to be,

a working man till 83.

He really loved the war,

and now im breaking down his door, Joan is screaming out to me.

Steve is down and I'm too late,

I should have broke that double-glazing.

Paramedics take him out, they try and help him in the garden.

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My face is finished, my body's gone.

And I can't help but think standin' up here

in all this applause and gazin' down

at all the young and the beautiful.

With their questioning eyes.

That I must above all things love myself.

I saw a girl in the crowd,

I ran over I shouted out,

I asked if I could take her out,

But she said that she didn't want to.

I changed the sheets on my bed,

I combed the hairs across my head,

I sucked in my gut and still she said

That she just didn't want to.

I read her Eliot, read her Yeats,

I tried my best to stay up late,

I fixed the hinges on her gate,

But still she just never wanted to.

I bought her a dozen snow-white doves,

I did her dishes in rubber gloves,

I called her Honeybee, I called her Love,

But she just still didn't want to.

She just never wants to.

I sent her every type of flower,

I played her guitar by the hour,

I patted her revolting little chihuahua,

But still she just didn't want to.

I wrote a song with a hundred lines,

I picked a bunch of dandelions,

I walked her through the trembling pines,

But she just even then didn't want to.

She just never wants to.

I thought I'd try another tack,

I drank a litre of cognac,

I threw her down upon her back,

But she just laughed and said

that she just didn't want to.

I thought I'd have another go,

I called her mah little O,

I felt like Marcel Marceau

must feel when she said

that she just never wanted to.

She just didn't want to.

...

(I omitted the title and last line out of self-censorship :P;) )

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I do like Grinderman, but not as much as the Bad Seeds...

Here are some of my favourite lyrics concieved by Nick Cave...

Love Letter - Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds

I hold this letter in my hand,

A plea, a petition, a kind of prayer,

I hope it does as I have planned,

Losing her again is more than I can bear,

I kiss the cold, white envelope,

I press my lips against her name,

Two hundred words, we live in hope,

The sky hangs heavy with rain

Love letter, love letter,

Go get her, go get her,

Love letter, love letter,

Go tell her, go tell her

A wicked wind whips up the hill,

A handful of hopeful words,

I love her and I always will,

The sky is ready to burst,

Said something I did not mean to say,

Said something I did not mean to say,

Said something I did not mean to say

It all came out the wrong way

Love letter love letter,

Go get her, go get her,

Love letter, love letter,

Go tell her, go tell her,

Rain your kisses down upon me,

Rain your kisses down in storms,

And for all who'll come before me,

In your slowly fading forms,

I'm going out of my mind,

Will leave me standing in,

The rain with a letter and a prayer,

Whispered on the wind

Come back to me,

Come back to me,

Oh baby, please come back to me...

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Adam Ant~Goody Two Shoes

with the heartbreak open

so much you can't hide

put on a little make-up, make-up

make sure they get your good, side good side

if the words unspoken

get stuck in your throat

send a treasure token, token

write it on a pound note, pound note

goody two, goody two, goody goody two shoes

goody two, goody two, goody goody two shoes

don't drink don't smoke - what do you do?

you don't drink don't smoke - what do you do?

subtle innuendos follow

there must be something inside

we don't follow fashion

that would be a joke

you know we're gonna set them, set them

so everyone can take note, take note

when they saw you kneeling

crying words that you mean

opening their eyeballs, eyeballs

pretending that you're Al Green, Al Green

goody two, goody two, goody goody two shoes

goody two, goody two, goody goody two shoes

don't drink don't smoke - what do you do?

you don't drink don't smoke - what do you do?

subtle innuendos follow

must be something inside

no one's gonna tell me

what's wrong or what's right

or tell me who to eat with, sleep with

or that I've won the big fight, big fight

look out or they'll tell you

you're a "Superstar"

two weeks and you're an all time legend

I think the games have gone much too far

if the words unspoken

get stuck in your throat

send a treasure token, token

write it on a pound note, pound note

don't drink don't smoke - what do you do?

you don't drink don't smoke - what do you do?

subtle innuendos follow

must be something inside (he's hiding)

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