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Yeah it tells a great story too.

Another 1 (well, 3) i'm hooked on at the moment as well...

The Beatles - Golden Slumbers, Carry That Weight & The End

Once there was a way to get back homeward

Once there was a way to get back home

Sleep pretty darling do not cry

And I will sing a lullabye

Golden slumbers fill your eyes

Smiles awake you when you rise

Sleep pretty darling do not cry

And I will sing a lullabye

Once there was a way to get back homeward

Once there was a way to get back home

Sleep pretty darling do not cry

And I will sing a lullabye

Carry That Weight

Boy, youre going to carry that weight,

Carry that weight a long time

Boy, youre going to carry that weight

Carry that weight a long time

I never give you my pillow

I only send you my invitations

And in the middle of the celebrations

I break down

Boy, youre going to carry that weight

Carry that weight a long time

Boy, youre going to carry that weight

Carry that weight a long time

The End

Oh yeah, all right

Are you going to be in my dreams

Tonight?

And in the end

The love you take

Is equal to the love you make.

What a great ending to a great album!

Matt

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Ryan Adams - Let It Ride

Movin' like the fog on the Cumberland River

I was leaving on the Delta Queen

I wasn't ready to go

I'm never ready to go

Twenty-seven years of nothin' but failures and promises that I couldn't keep

Oh lord I wasn't ready to go

I'm never ready to go

Let it ride

Let it ride easy down the road

Let it ride

Let it take away all of the darkness

Let it ride

Let it rock me in the arms of strangers, angels until it brings me home

Let it ride

Let it roll

Let it go

Loaded like a sailor

Tumbling off a ferry boat

I was at the bar till three

Oh Lord, and I wasn't ready to go

I'm never ready to go

Tennessee's a brother to my sister Carolina where they're gonna bury me

And I ain't ready to go

I'm never ready to go

Let it ride let it ride easy down the road

Let it ride

Let it take away all of this darkness

Let it ride

Let it rock me in the arms of strangers, angels until it brings me home

Let it ride

Let it roll

Let it go

I wanna see you tonight

Dancing in the endless moonlight

In the parking lot in the headlights of cars

Someplace on the moon

Where they moved the drive-in theater

Where I left the car that I can't find but I still got the keys to

Let it ride

Let it ride easy down the road

Let it ride

Let it take away all of this darkness

Let it ride

Let it rock me in the arms of strangers, angels until it brings me home

Let it ride

Let it roll

Let it go

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Jane's Addiction - Been Caught Stealing

I've been caught stealing;once when I was 5...

I enjoy stealing. It's just as simple as that.

Well, it's just a simple fact.

When I want something, I don't want to pay for it.

I walk right through the door.

Walk right through the door.

Hey all right! If I get by, it's mine.

Mine all mine!

My girl, she's one too.

She'll go and get her a skirt.

Stick it under her shirt.

She grabbed a razor for me.

And she did it just like that.

When she wants something,she don't want to pay for it.

She walk right through the door.

Hey allright!

If I get by, it's mine.

Mine all mine!

We sat around the pile.

We sat and laughed.

We sat and laughed and waved it into the air!

And we did it just like that.

When we want something, we don't want to pay for it.

We walk right through the door.

Walk right through the door.

Hey, all right!

If I get by, it's mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine...

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"Out Of Time" - The Rolling Stones

"You don't know what's going on

You've been away for far too long

You can't come back and think you are still mine

You're out of touch, my baby

My poor discarded baby

I said, baby, baby, baby, you're out of time

Well, baby, baby, baby, you're out of time

I said, baby, baby, baby, you're out of time

You are all left out

Out of there without a doubt

'Cause baby, baby, baby, you're out of time

You thought you were a clever girl

Giving up your social whirl

But you can't come back and be the first in line, oh no

You're obsolete my baby

My poor old-fashioned baby

I said baby, baby, baby you're out of time

Well, baby, baby, baby, you're out of time

I said, baby, baby, baby, you're out of time

Yes, you are all left out

Out of there without a doubt

'Cause baby, baby, baby, you're out of time

I said, baby, baby, you're out of time"

:afro: :afro: :afro: :rockon: :rockon: :rockon:

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Volcano - Jimmy Buffett

Now, I don't know, I don't know where I'm a gonna go

when the volcano blow.

Let me say it now,

I don't know, I don't know where I'm a gonna go

when the volcano blow.

Ground, she movin' under me.

Tidal waves out on the sea.

Sulphur smoke up in the sky.

Pretty soon we learn to fly

[Chorus:]

Let me hear you, now

I don't know, I don't know where I'm a gonna go

when the volcano blow.

Let me hear you now.

I don't know, I don't know where I'm a gonna go

when the volcano blow.

My girl quickly say to me,

"Mon you better watch your feet."

Lava come down soft and hot.

"You better lava me now or lava me not.

[Chorus]

No time to count what I'm worth,

cause I just left the planet Earth.

Where I go I hope there's rum.

Not to worry mon soon come.

[Chorus]

But I don't want to land in New York City,

I don't want to land in Mexico.

I don't want to land on no Three Mile Island;

I don't want to see my skin a-glow.

Don't want to land in Comanche Sky Park,

or in Nashville, Tennessee.

I don't want to land in no San Juan airport or

the Yukon Territory.

Don't want to land no San Diego.

Don't want to land in no Buzzards Bay.

I don't want to land on no Ayatolla.

I got nothin' more to say.

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I had to know

Know Your Onion

The Shins

Shut out, pimpled and angry.

I quietly tied all my guts into knots.

Gave up on trying to make them,

I figured it'd take them too long

to look up and besides...

It was undeniably clear to me i don't know why

When every other part of life

seemed locked behind shutters

I knew what worthless dregs we've always been.

Lucked out and found my favorite records

Lying in wait at the birmingham mall.

The songs that i heard,

The occasional book

Were the only fun i ever took.

And i got on with making myself.

The trick is just making yourself.

But when they're parking their cars on your chest

You've still got a view of the summer sky

[ Lyrics provided by www.mp3lyrics.org ]

To make it hurt twice when your restless body

Caves to its whims

And suddenly struggles to take flight...

Three thousand miles north east

I left all my friends at the morning

bus stop shaking their heads.

"what kind of life you dream of? you're allergic to love."

Yes i know but i must say in my own defense

It's been undeniably dear to me, i don't know why

When every other part of life

seemed locked behind shutters

I knew the worthless dregs we are,

The selfless, loving saints we are,

The melting, sliding dice we've always been.

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Just heard this German punk-rock blaring out from my 9 year old's Fifa 2003 GameCube game. Seemed a puxzzling choice for a game soundtrack also featuring Ms Dynamite, Timo Maas. What can you tell me about them, Farin? (Or any other German SFers who happen to be hanging around, don't want you feeling left out...)

"Independent" - Sportfreunde Stiller

Das Leben ist so wunderschon und ich bin mittendrin,

mein ?u?eres Erscheinungsbild ist in Marken geh?llt.

Die Traumbilder der Werbung pflastern Stadt und Land,

doch die Vermarktung meines Auftritts hab' ich selbst in der Hand.

Und ich frage mich gelegentlich, bin das ich

oder bin ich schon so wie die im Fernsehen?

Und ich frage mich gelegentlich, bin das ich

oder bin ich nur so wie sie mich gerne sehen?

In der Zeit der Supermarken avanciere ich zum Star

und denke heimlich an die Jahre als ich noch ein Junge war.

Meine softporno-aesthetischen no name- Klamotten

w?rden heute ohne Frage jeden Anzug toppen.

Und ich frage mich gelegentlich, bin das ich

oder bin ich schon so wie die im Fernsehen?

Und ich frage mich gelegentlich, bin das ich

oder bin ich nur so wie sie mich gerne sehen?

Und ich frage mich gelegentlich, bin das ich

oder bin ich schon so wie die im Fernsehen?

Und ich frage mich gelegentlich, bin das ich

oder bin ich nur so wie sie mich gerne sehen?

Oder bin ich schon so wie die im Fernsehen?

Oder bin ich schon so wie die im Fernsehen?"

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...and I just heard Lene Lovich´s "Lucky Number"... easy song from the early 80s...

Lucky Number

I never used to cry 'cause I was all alone

For me, myself and I is all I've ever known

I never felt the need to have a hand to hold

In everything I do I take complete control

That's where I'm coming from

My Lucky Number's one

I've everthing I need to keep me satisfied

There's nothing you can do to make me change my mind

I'm having so much fun

My Lucky Number's one

Ah! Oh! Ah! Oh!

Ay ay ay ay ay...

I now detect an alien vibration here

There's something in the air besides the atmosphere

The object of the action is becoming clear

An imminent attack upon my heart I fear

The evidence is strong

My Lucky Number's rung

Ah! Oh! Ah! Oh!

Something tells me my Lucky Number's gonna be changing soon

Something tells me Lucky Number's gonna be oweoweoweoweoweowe...

You certainly do have a strange effect on me

I never thought that I could feel the way I feel

There's something in your eyes gives me a wild idea

I never want to be apart from you my dear

I guess it must be true

My Lucky Number's two

This rearrangement suits me now I must confess

The number one was dull and number two is best

I wanna stay with you

My Lucky Number's two

Ah! Oh! Ah! Oh!

Number... Number...

Lucky Number

Udy, udy, udy, udy etc...

I never used to cry 'cause I was all alone

For me, myself and I is all I've ever known

I never felt the need to have a hand to hold

In everything I do I take complete control

That's where I'm coming from

My Lucky Number's one

I've everthing I need to keep me satisfied

There's nothing you can do to make me change my mind

I'm having so much fun

My Lucky Number's one

Ah! Oh! Ah! Oh!

Ay ay ay ay ay...

I now detect an alien vibration here

There's something in the air besides the atmosphere

The object of the action is becoming clear

An imminent attack upon my heart I fear

The evidence is strong

My Lucky Number's rung

Ah! Oh! Ah! Oh!

Something tells me my Lucky Number's gonna be changing soon

Something tells me Lucky Number's gonna be oweoweoweoweoweowe...

You certainly do have a strange effect on me

I never thought that I could feel the way I feel

There's something in your eyes gives me a wild idea

I never want to be apart from you my dear

I guess it must be true

My Lucky Number's two

This rearrangement suits me now I must confess

The number one was dull and number two is best

I wanna stay with you

My Lucky Number's two

Ah! Oh! Ah! Oh!

Number... Number...

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Hey, Edna. I was listening to "Lucky Number" just a few days ago. In fact, not only listening to it, but watching several different versions of it- and an interview with Ms Lovich herself- on Youtube. I think it was the day I posted the Gina X "No GDM" clip in Video of The Day.

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Indulge my cheesy '80's flashback:

Rebel Yell - Billy Idol

Last night a little dancer came dancin' to my door

Last night a little angel Came pumpin cross my floor

She said "Come on baby I got a licence for love

And if it expires pray help from above"

In the midnight hour she cried- "more, more, more"

With a rebel yell she cried- "more, more, more"

In the midniight hour babe- "more, more, more"

With a rebel yell- "more, more, more"

More, more, more.

She don't like slavery, she won't sit and beg

But when I'm tired and lonely she sees me to bed

What set you free and brought you to be me babe

What set you free I need you hear by me

Because

In the midnight hour she cried- "more, more, more"

With a rebel yell she cried- "more, more, more"

In the midniight hour babe- "more, more, more"

With a rebel yell- "more, more, more"

He lives in his own heaven

Collects it to go from the seven eleven

Well he's out all night to collect a fare

Just so long, just so long it don't mess up his hair.

I walked the ward with you, babe

A thousand miles with you

I dried your tears of pain, babe

A million times for you

I'd sell my soul for you babe

For money to burn with you

I'd give you all, and have none, babe

Just, just, justa, justa to have you here by me

Because

In the midnight hour she cried- "more, more, more"

With a rebel yell she cried- "more, more, more"

In the midniight hour babe- "more, more, more"

With a rebel yell she cried "more, more, more"

More, more, more.

Oh yeah little baby

she want more

More, more, more, more, more.

Oh yeah little baby

she want more

More, more, more, more.

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OK, I'm a thread hog. Pandora played this for me yesterday and I am totally into it:

B****rd - Ben Folds

The old b****rd left his ties and a suit

A brown box

Moth balls and bowling shoes

And his opinions so you'd never have to choose

Pretty soon you'll be an old b****rd too

You get smaller as the world gets big

The more you know you know you don't know s**t

"The Whiz Man" will never fit you like "The Whiz Kid" did

So why you gotta act like you know when you don't know?

It's okay if you don't know everything

Why you gotta act like you know when you don't know?

It's okay

If you don't know everything

Close your eyes

Close your ears young man

You've seen and heard all an old man can

Spread the facts on the floor like a fan

Throw away the ones that make you feel bad

Kids today are getting old too fast

They can't wait to grow up so they can kiss some ass

They get nostalgic about the last ten years

Before the last ten years have passed

So why you gotta act like you know when you don't know?

It's okay if you don't know everything

Why you gotta act like you know when you don't know?

It's okay if you don't know everything

Tears land on a hand on a chest

The old b****rd had a paradigm arrest

He got smaller and the world got big

The more he knew he knew he didn't know s**t

"The Whiz Man" never fit him like "The Whiz Kid" did

So why you gotta act like you know when you don't know?

It's ok if you don't know everything

Why you gotta act like you know when you don't know?

It's ok if you don't know everything

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Tyrone

Erykah Badu

I'm gettin' tired of your s**t

You don't never buy me nothin'

See, everytime you come around

You got to bring Jim, James, Paul, & Tyrone

See, why can't we be by ourselves, sometimes

See, I've been having this on my mind

For a long time

I just want it to be

You and me

Like it used to be, baby

But ya don't know how to act

So matter of fact

(Chorus)

I think ya better call Tyrone

(Call Him)

And tell him come on,

Help you get your s**t (Come On, Come on)

You need to call Tyrone

(Call Him)

And tell him I said come on

Now everytime I ask you for a little cash

You say no and turn right around and ask me for some a**

Oh, well hold up

Listen partna

I ain't no cheap thrill

Cause Miss Badu is always comin' for real

And you know the deal

Everytime we go somewhere

I gotta reach down in my purse

To pay your way and your homeboy's way

And sometimes your cousin's way

They don't never have to pay

Don't have no cars

Hang around in bars

Try to hang around with stars

Like Badu

I'm gon' tell you the truth

Showing groove

or get the boot

I think ya better

(Call Him)

And tell him come on

Help you get your s**t

You need to call Tyrone

(Call Him)

Hold on

But ya can't use my phone.

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Summertime

Written by George Gershwin

Summertime,

And the livin' is easy

Fish are jumpin'

And the cotton is high

Your daddy's rich

And your mamma's good lookin'

So hush little baby

Don't you cry

One of these mornings

You're going to rise up singing

Then you'll spread your wings

And you'll take to the sky

But till that morning

There's a'nothing can harm you

With daddy and mamma standing by

Summertime,

And the livin' is easy

Fish are jumpin'

And the cotton is high

Your daddy's rich

And your mamma's good lookin'

So hush little baby

Don't you cry

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I love this track for a few reasons, mainly because its a beautifully tragic love song, and Nick Cave is a god

Where the Wild Roses Grow

Nick Cave and Kylie Minogue

Kylie: They call me the wild rose

But my name was Eliza Day

Why they call me it I do not know

For my name was Eliza Day

Nick: From the first day I saw her

I knew she was the one

As she stared in my eyes and smiled

For her lips were the colour of the roses

That grew down the river, all bloody and wild

Kylie: When he knocked on the door

And entered the room

My trembling subsided in his sure embrace

He would be my first man

And with a careful hand

He wiped at the tears that ran down my face

Kylie: They call me the wild rose

But my name was Eliza Day

Why they call me it I do not know

For my name was Eliza Day

Nick: On the second day I brought her a flower

She was more beautiful than any woman I'd seen

I said, "Do you know where the wild roses grow

So sweet and scarlet and free?"

Kylie: On the second day he came

With a single red rose

Said "Will you give me your loss and your sorrow?"

I nodded my head as I lay on the bed

He said, "If I show you the roses will you follow?"

They call me the wild rose

But my name was Eliza Day

Why they call me it I do not know

For my name was Eliza Day

On the third day he took me to the river

He showed me the roses and we kissed

And the last thing I heard was a muttered word

As he stood smiling above me

With a rock in his fist

Nick: On the last day I took her to where the wild roses grow

And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief

As I kissed her goodbye I said, "All beauty must die"

And lent down and planted a rose between her teeth

Kylie: They call me the wild rose

But my name was Eliza Day

Why they call me it I do not know

For my name was Eliza Day

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A Song For The Lovers - Richard Ashcroft

I spend the night, yeah

Looking for my insides in a hotel room waitin' for you

We're gonna make it tonight, yeah

Something in the air tells me the time is right

So we better get on

DJ, play a song for the lovers, tonight

Please, play a song for the lovers, tonight

Don't wanna wait

Lord, I've been waitin' all my life

But I'm too late again, I know, but I was scared

Can't you see, oh

I'm moving like a train into some foreign land

I ain't got a ticket for this ride

But I will

Oh, to a song for my lover, tonight

DJ, play a song for the lovers, tonight

DJ, play a song for the lovers, tonight

Please, play a song for the lovers, tonight

Can't stop looking back, oh no

(DJ, play a song for the lovers, tonight)

One more for the lovers

(Please, play a song for the lovers, tonight)

One more for the lovers

Can't stop looking back

Oh, no

Oh, brother, won't you lend a hand

I'm alone in a room and I'm waiting for love

I don't know when this dreams gonna stop

But I tell you friend, I don't wanna get up

(Please, play a song for the lovers, tonight)

Oh, brother, won't you lend a hand

I'm alone in a room and I'm waiting for love

I don't know when this dreams gonna stop

But I tell you friend, I don't wanna get up

In the midnight hour

Take me up

Take me up

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"The Upper Classes" - The Auteurs

Some of the clothes you stole

From your lover's home

Make you glow in the dark -

Make you light up

The room on your own

Formative years were a drag

But we passed the time somehow

I´m in a cahoots with the

Upper classes now

Put it all in a trust fund

She can´t touch ´till she´s twenty one

Amazing the cruel hand of fate

A tax loss against the state

You had to move three times this year

I´d rather be any where but there

The champagne highs and the giddy

Lights - are paradise

House guest is here

Can´t believe that the vanishing point appeared

Can hardly believe

- people live in houses behind trees

Formative years were a drag

But we passed the time somehow

I´m in a cahoots with the upper classes now

That c***´s really got it sussed

Selling wine, selling drugs

You can´t get so far with a perishing wit

But the money´s in trust - isn´t it?

What treasures can you hold and name

You don´t have the right face

The champagne highs and the giddy lights

- are paradise

Some of your friends,from your other life

Just don´t belong

They´re crude and they´re plain

It´s not their fault

It´s the world they´re from

(and) you can´t come here no more

Unless you use the tradesman's door

There´s nothing wrong with inherited wealth

If you melt the silver yourself

Put it all in a trust fund

She can´t touch ´till she´s twenty one

The champagne highs and the giddy lights

- are paradise

Some of the clothes you stole

From your lover's home

Are better than the clothes

We stole from the

Shops in our own

I´m in a cahoots with the

Upper classes now

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Shapes of Things

The Yardbirds

Shapes of things before my eyes,

Just teach me to despise.

Will time make men more wise?

Here within my lonely frame,

my eyes just heard my brain.

But will it seem the same?

(Come Tomorrow) Will I be older?

(Come Tomorrow) May be a soldier.

(Come Tomorrow) May I be bolder than today?

Now the trees are almost green.

But will they still be seen?

When time and tide have been.

Fall into your passing hands.

Please don't destroy these lands.

Don't make them desert sands.

Chorus, Lead.

Soon I hope that I will find,

Thoughts deep within my mind.

That won't displace my kind.

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Halloween Head ~Ryan Adams

Here comes that sh-- again

I got a Halloween head

Head full of tricks and treats

It leads me through the nighttime streets

Black cats and fallen trees

Under ladders - always walkin’

Salt shaker spills - just throw it over your shoulder, babe

I got a bad idea again

I got a Halloween head

Halloween head

Head full of candy bags

costume shops and punks in drag

Head full of tricks and treats

Places where junkies meet

And it leads me through the streets at night

That’s alright I just watch, I don't go inside

It's all the same old sh-- again

I got a Halloween head

I got a Halloween head

Lord, I got a Halloween head

Guitar solo!

I got a Halloween head

Lord, I got a Halloween head

I got a Halloween head

Oh, Lord, I got a Halloween head

Here comes that sh-- again

I got a Halloween head

Head full of tricks and treats

It leads me through the nighttime streets

Down-town, down-town, down-town

I got a Halloween head

I got a Halloween head

Lord, I got a Halloween head

What the f--k's wrong with me?

God, I’m a Halloween head

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Why Go ~ Pearl Jam

She scratches a letter into a wall made of stone

Maybe someday another child won't feel as alone as she does

It's been two years, and counting, since they put her in this place

She's been diagnosed by some stupid f*ck, and mommy agrees, yeah...

Why go home... (3x)

She seems to be stronger, but what they want her to be is weak

She could play pretend, she could join the game, boy

She could be another clone...

Why go home? (4x)

What you taught me...put me here...don't come visit...mother...

Sting me...

Why go home? (4x)

What you taught me...put me here...don't come visit...mother, mother, yeah...

Why go home? (7x)

:bow: :puppyeyes: :bow:

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Mr. Spaceman

Byrds

Woke up this morning with light in my eyes

And then realized it was still dark outside

It was a light coming down from the sky

I don't know who or why

Must be those strangers that come every night

Those saucer shaped lights put people uptight

Leave blue-green footprints that glow in the dark

I hope they get home all right

{Refrain}

Hey, Mr. Spaceman

Won't you please take me along

I won't do anything wrong

Hey, Mr. Spaceman

Won't you please take me along for a ride

Woke up this morning, I was feeling quite weird

Had flies in my beard, my toothpaste was smeared

Over my window, they'd written my name

Said, so long, we'll see you again

{Refrain twice}

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Steve Perry - Foolish Heart

I need a love that grows

I don't want it unless I know

With each passin' hour

Someone, somehow

Will be there, ready to share

I need a love that's strong

I'm so tired of being alone

But will my lonely heart

Play the part

Of the fool again, before I begin

Foolish heart, hear me calling

Stop before you start falling

Foolish heart, heed my warning

You've been wrong before

Don't be wrong anymore

Feelin' that feelin' again

Playin' a game I can't win

Love's knockin' on the door

Of my heart once more

Think I'll let her in

Before I begin

Foolish heart, hear me calling

Stop before, you start falling

Foolish heart, heed my warning

You've been wrong before

Don't be wrong anymore

Foolish heart

Foolish, foolish heart

You've been wrong before

Foolish heart, hear me calling

Stop before you start falling

Foolish heart, heed my warning

You've been wrong before

Don't be wrong anymore

Foolish heart

Oh foolish foolish heart

You've been wrong before

Foolish foolish heart

Foolish heart

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Huboon Stump ~ Devo

(manical laughter)

Well, I'm a Huboon baby,

I'm a cross between a human and an ape

I'm all decked out, I'm gonna hoot,

I'm gonna root, I'm gonna rape!

People look at me and laugh

and make fun of my face.

I laugh right back,

I don't wanna be part of the human race!

I did it to myself,

now somebody's gonna be sorry...

Well I'm a Huboon baby,

gonna mess around with all you fools.

I'm all pumped up, I'm gonna rap,

I'm gonna snap, I'm gonna rule!

Had the operation,

nothing else left to do.

Well lookie here, I've been hurt - gonna hurt you.

Now somebody's gonna be sorry,

like all you wankers and you slime.

And all you right wing pin heads,

who make screwing a big crime

You titty-twisted up my life,

and pissed all over my dreams.

You made me hate myself -

now come on shoot me, set me free!

(He's a Huboon baby, he's a pin head foul-mouthed stump

He's a Huboon baby, he's a pin head foul-mouthed stump

He's a Huboon baby, he's a pin head foul-mouthed stump

He's a Huboon baby, he's a pin head foul-mouthed stump)

I get into my soul,

Now somebody's gonna be sorry...

(more manical laughter)

Well I'm a Huboon baby,

I grew up to be the president.

I'm outside-in, I'm really tweeked,

I'm really freaked, I'm really bent!

Big town poppas better hurry

hide your little girls.

I'll chop their bones

I'll sniff 'em out 'round the world.

Now somebody's gonna be sorry,

like all you witches and you slime.

And all you right wing pin heads,

who make screwing a big crime.

You kitty twisted up my life,

and pissed all over my dreams..

You made me hate myself -

now come on shoot me, set me free!

I'm a Huboon baby,

I'm a cross between a human, and a knave.

Well I'm all gagged out, I'm gonna hoot,

I'm gonna root, I'm gonna rave!

People look at me and laugh

and make fun of my face..

I laugh right back,

I don't wanna be part of the human race!

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Bleed Like Me - Garbage

Avalanche is sullen and too thin

She starves herself to rid herself of sin

And the kick is so divine when she sees bones beneath her skin

And she says:

Hey baby can you bleed like me?

C'mon baby can you bleed like me?

Chris is all dressed up and acting coy

Painted like a brand new Christmas toy

He's trying to figure out if he's a girl or he's a boy

He says:

Hey baby can you bleed like me?

C'mon baby can you bleed like me?

Doodle takes dad's scissors to her skin

And when she does relief comes setting in

While she hides the scars she's making underneath her pretty clothes

She sings:

Hey baby can you bleed like me?

C'mon baby can you bleed like me?

Therapy is Speedie's brand new drug

Dancing with the devil's past has never been too fun

It's better off than trying to take a bullet from a gun

And she cries:

Hey baby can you bleed like me?

C'mon baby can you bleed like me?

JT gets all f**ked up in some karaoke bar

After two drinks he's a loser after three drinks he's a star

Getting all nostalgic he sings "I Will Survive"

Hey baby can you bleed like me?

C'mon baby can you bleed like me?

Hey baby can you bleed like me?

C'mon baby can you bleed like me?

You should see my scars

You should see my scars

You should see my scars

You should see my scars

Try to comprehend that which you'll never comprehend

Try to comprehend that which you'll never comprehend

Just try to comprehend that which you'll never comprehend

Try to comprehend that which you'll never comprehend

You should see my scars

You should see my scars

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