odessasteps Posted November 6, 2019 Posted November 6, 2019 Since Andy Serkis came up on the board today
AxB Posted January 1, 2020 Posted January 1, 2020 I may very well be the only person in human history to have had this song stuck in their head: featuring possibly the most audacious ending to a song ever,
Pete Posted January 14, 2020 Author Posted January 14, 2020 Sprawling on the fringes of the city In geometric order An insulated border In-between the bright lights And the far, unlit unknown Growing up, it all seems so one-sided Opinions all provided The future pre-decided Detached and subdivided In the mass-production zone Nowhere is the dreamer Or the misfit so alone Subdivisions In the high school halls In the shopping malls Conform or be cast out Subdivisions In the basement bars In the backs of cars Be cool or be cast out Any escape might help to smooth The unattractive truth But the suburbs have no charms to soothe The restless dreams of youth Drawn like moths, we drift into the city The timeless old attraction Cruising for the action Lit up like a firefly Just to feel the living night Some will sell their dreams for small desires Or lose the race to rats Get caught in ticking traps And start to dream of somewhere To relax their restless flight Somewhere out of a memory Of lighted streets on quiet nights Subdivisions In the high school halls In the shopping malls Conform or be cast out Subdivisions In the basement bars In the backs of cars Be cool or be cast out Any escape might help to smooth The unattractive truth But the suburbs have no charms to soothe The restless dreams of youth 1
odessasteps Posted January 14, 2020 Posted January 14, 2020 For a while, I didnt realize this was "inspired" by Charles Whitman and the Austin shooting.
Pete Posted January 28, 2020 Author Posted January 28, 2020 Best concert video of all time? Best concert video of all time. Spread out now Rosie, doctor come cut loose her mama's reins You know playin' blind man's bluff is a little baby's game You pick up Little Dynamite, I'll pick up Little Gun And together we're gonna go out tonight and make that highway run You don't have to call me lieutenant, Rosie, and I don't want to be your son The only lover I'm ever gonna need's your soft, sweet, little girl's tongue And Rosie, you're the one Dynamite's in the belfry, baby, playin' with the bats Little Gun's downtown in front of Woolworth's tryin' out his attitude on all the cats Papa's on the corner, waitin' for the bus Mama, she's home in the window, waitin' up for us She'll be there in that chair when they wrestle her upstairs, 'cause you know we ain't gonna come I ain't here on business, baby, I'm only here for fun And Rosie, you're the one [CHORUS] Rosalita, jump a little higher Senorita, come sit by my fire I just want to be your lover, ain't no liar Rosalita, you're my stone desire Jack the Rabbit and Weak Knee Willie, don't you know they're gonna be there Sloppy Sue and Big Bone Billy, they'll be coming up for air We're gonna play some pool, skip some school Act real cool, stay out all night, it's gonna feel alright So Rosie, come out tonight, little baby, come out tonight Windows are for cheaters, chimneys for the poor Closets are for hangers, winners use the door So use it, Rosie, that's what it's there for [REPEAT CHORUS] Now, I know your mama, she don't like me, 'cause I play in a rock and roll band And I know your daddy, he don't dig me, but he never did understand Your papa lowered the boom, he locked you in your room-- I'm comin' to lend a hand I'm comin' to liberate you, confiscate you, I want to be your man Someday we'll look back on this and it will all seem funny But now you're sad, your mama's mad And your papa says he knows that I don't have any money Your papa says he knows that I don't have any money Oh, your daddy says he knows that I don't have any money Well, tell him this is his last chance to get his daughter in a fine romance 'Cause a record company, Rosie, just gave me a big advance And my tires were slashed and I almost crashed, but the Lord had mercy And my machine, she's a dud, out stuck in the mud somewhere in the swamps of Jersey Well, hold on tight, stay up all night, 'cause Rosie, I'm comin' on strong By the time we meet the morning light, I will hold you in my arms I know a pretty little place in Southern California, down San Diego way There's a little cafe, where they play guitars all night and all day You can hear them in the back room strummin' So hold tight, baby, 'cause don't you know Daddy's comin' Everybody sing Rosalita, jump a little higher Senorita, come sit by my fire I just want to be your lover, ain't no liar Oh Baby, you're my stone desire Hey hey hey hey Hey hey hey hey Hey hey hey hey Hey hey hey hey
Lamp, broken circa 1988 Posted January 28, 2020 Posted January 28, 2020 Yeah, rise and shine, you're fine, man Even if you're feeling kinda wonky on your legs If you're wondering who woke up, you woke up We just have not figured out which you yet You ain't dreaming, that means what's not you is beyond you You'll see only what it represents But now you've gotta get up 'Cause time is nagging more than ever Like a dog humping your leg, so get up Get up, get up, now Get up, get up, now (Get up) Get up, get up, now Get up, get up, now So get dressed, get out, the worst is over now You picked an odd time to start feeling strange And when all's said and done, you're just a massive cunt So stop acting like your problems all jumped out of a cake The sun is blazing, man, it's too bright to see What washed ashore past midnight on Victoria Street So we're gonna buy some shades and keep it under wraps Not making eye contact with Pikachus or money cats And I remember a time when life was simple like a glass of water Simple like a glass of water And now it's crystal clear as any bathroom mirror Crystal clear as any bathroom mirror You're like a snake with its arse up its head, man, stop thinking It's enough dealing with this heat and stink School bus, street pus, the crushed skulls of watermelons Flowing down a drain the colour of Indian ink And there Marcel snoozin' after doing some boozin' Having one them dreams where you're losing your teeth He's sleeping in the door of what was Thy Thy Snoring 'neath a sign saying it's up for lease And then a tram thunders along, going ding-ding-dong The driver staring through the windscreen in a trance The hours are way too long, but then the pay is shit I hear he's saving all his money for a hair transplant The hours are long, but The hours are long, but The hours are long, but The hours are very, very long Look at that gack-head chew, high as a Panzer crew Some soccer mummy's introduced him to the pigs Her horse is higher than a junky's But like everybody else here, she's just buying everything on tic And there's Veronica, waiting on blah, blah, blah He left her filing her nails in the car Man, beauty got a raw deal, there it ain't fair And you can hear it in her laugh, it jars, she's so unhappy You’ll find him most mornings ‘neath the grocery awnings Making sure the only arrests 'round here are cardiac He’s got your back, he’ll ask you if you’re Jason Then send your money to some cam-girl up in Seminyak And I remember a time when life was simple like a glass of water Simple like a glass of water But now it's crystal clear as any bathroom mirror Crystal clear as any bathroom mirror And there's the snort of Nguyen's old Subaru on laughing gas He says he hasn't lost a patient yet He smokes it up around the corner Where you gave up trying to guess What goes on in other people's heads It's hard to tell How far you are from knowing your heart It's hard to tell How far you are from knowing your heart It's hard to tell Under the stars and the sun You feel it all coming undone You can pretend it's a game Under a brand new pair of shades You can pretend it's a game A pressure drop in your brain And now we're gonna buy those shades, we're coming in to land And straight away, the man's proposing that the world is flat It's also square and it ain't going anywhere Well, we can see it's full of squares, not gonna argue with that And now we're laughing in the window of his old bong shop Selling cheap shit, sham knock-off handbags brands And he's explaining how we're living in a simulation So why not buy a pair of Chinese Ray-Bans? How far you are from knowing your heart It's hard to tell How far you are from knowing your heart How far you are from knowing your heart How far you are from knowing your heart How far you are from knowing your heart It's really hard to tell How far you are from knowing your heart How far you are from knowing your heart How far you are from knowing your heart
John from Cincinnati Posted February 3, 2020 Posted February 3, 2020 The New Pope is should be the highest-rated show on TV. Also: Get this out of my head!
Pete Posted February 25, 2020 Author Posted February 25, 2020 Your daddy works in porno Now that mommy's not around She used to love her heroin But now she's underground So you stay out late at night And you do your dope for free Drivin' your friends crazy With your life's insanity Well, well, well you just can't tell Well, well, well my Michelle Sowin' all your wild oats In another's luxuries Yesterday was Tuesday Maybe Thursday you can sleep But school starts much too early And this hotel wasn't free So party till your connection call Honey I'll return the key Well, well, well you just can't tell Well, well, well my Michelle Well, well, well you never can tell Well, well, well my Michelle Everyone needs love You know that it's true Someday you'll find someone That'll fall in love with you But oh the time it takes When you're all alone Someday you'll find someone That you can call your own but till then ya better Now you're clean and so discreet I won't say a word But most of all this song is true Case you haven't heard So c'mon and stop your cryin' 'Cause we both know money burns Honey don't stop tryin' and you'll get what you deserve Well, well, well you just can't tell Well, well, well my Michelle Well, well, well you never can tell Well, well, well my Michelle My my my Michele My my my Michele My my my Michele My my my Michele Michelle
Nice Guy Eddie Posted February 26, 2020 Posted February 26, 2020 (edited) Fallen has been on tv a lot lately, so naturally this is stuck in my head. Edited February 26, 2020 by Nice Guy Eddie
Curt McGirt Posted March 4, 2020 Posted March 4, 2020 (edited) Table covered in coke and half-empty bottles of Stoli just out of frame there. EDIT: And now this is gonna be in my head all night. Warren was a motherfucker, bud. Edited March 4, 2020 by Curt McGirt 1
Robert C Posted March 17, 2020 Posted March 17, 2020 After a trip to the grocery store Friday night, it was either gonna be this or "When The Shit Goes Down". 1
Pete Posted March 18, 2020 Author Posted March 18, 2020 Yeah, it's one day late. Lick me. Dark is the light, The man you fight, With all your prayers, incantations, Running away, a trivial day, Of judgment and deliverance, To whom was sold, this bounty soul, A gentile or a priest ? Who victored over, the seljuks, When the holy land was taken We will fight the heathens, we will fight the heathens We will fight the heathens, we will fight the heathens Was it the riches, of the land, Powers of bright darkness, That lead the noble, to the east, To fight the heathens We will fight the heathens, we will fight the heathens We will fight the heathens, we will fight the heathens We will fight the heathens, we will fight the heathens We will fight the heathens, we will fight the heathens We must call upon our bright darkness, Beliefs, they're the bullets of the wicked, One was written on the sword, For you must enter a room to destroy it, International security, Call of the righteous man, Needs a reason to kill man, History teaches us so, The reason he must attain, Must be approved by his god, His child, partisan brother of war, Of war, we don't speak anymore, Of war, we don't speak anymore, Of war, we don't speak anymore, Of war, we don't speak anymore, We will fight the heathens, we will fight the heathens We will fight the heathens, we will fight the heathens We will fight the heathens, we will fight the heathens We will fight the heathens, we will fight the heathens
Pete Posted March 24, 2020 Author Posted March 24, 2020 One-two-three-four-five-six! Roadrunner, roadrunner Going faster miles an hour Gonna drive past the Stop 'n' Shop With the radio on I'm in love with Massachusetts And the neon when it's cold outside And the highway when it's late at night Got the radio on I'm like the roadrunner Alright I'm in love with modern moonlight 1:28 when it's dark outside I'm in love with Massachusetts I'm in love with the radio on It helps me from being alone late at night Helps me from being lonely late at night I don't feel so bad now in the car Don't feel so alone, got the radio on Like the roadrunner That's right Said welcome to the spirit of 1956 Patient in the bushes next to '57 The highway is your girlfriend as you go by quick Suburban trees, suburban speed And it smells like heaven, I say Roadrunner once Roadrunner twice I'm in love with rock & roll and I'll be out all night Roadrunner That's right Well now Roadrunner, roadrunner Going faster miles an hour Gonna drive to the Stop 'n' Shop With the radio on at night And me in love with modern moonlight Me in love with modern rock & roll Modern girls and modern rock & roll Don't feel so alone, got the radio on Like the roadrunner O.K. now you sing Modern Lovers (Radio On!) I got the AM (Radio On!) Got the car, got the AM (Radio On!) Got the AM sound, got the (Radio On!) Got the rockin' modern neon sound (Radio On!) I got the car from Massachusetts, got the (Radio On!) I got the power of Massachusetts when it's late at night (Radio On!) I got the modern sounds of modern Massachusetts I've got the world, got the turnpike, got the I've got the, got the power of the AM Got the, late at night, hit 'em wide, rock & roll late at night The factories and the auto signs got the power of modern sounds Alright Right, bye bye!
Curt McGirt Posted March 24, 2020 Posted March 24, 2020 Woke up with this in my head. I blame somebody posting that Tweet from Dolly in the Shine On thread.
Robert C Posted March 25, 2020 Posted March 25, 2020 11 hours ago, Curt McGirt said: Woke up with this in my head. I blame somebody posting that Tweet from Dolly in the Shine On thread. Probably the only Dolly song I really like, but it's a damn good one. For me, it's been Tom Russell for weeks. Either The Death of Jimmy Martin or this: Panco Villa crossed the border in the year of ought sixteen The people of Columbus still hear him riding through their dreams He killed seventeen civilians you could hear the women scream Blackjack Pershing on a dancing horse was waiting in the wings Tonight we ride, tonight we ride We'll skin ole Pancho Villa, make chaps out of his hide Shoot his horse, Siete Leguas, and his twenty-seven bride Tonight we ride, tonight we ride We rode for three long years till Blackjack Pershing called it quits When Jackie wasn't lookin' I stole his fine spade bit It was tied upon his stallion, so I rode away on it To the wild Chihuahuan desert, so dry you couldn't spit Tonight we ride, you bastards dare We'll kill the wild Apache for the bounty on his hair Then we'll ride into Durango, climb up the whorehouse stairs Tonight we ride, Tonight we ride When I'm too damn old to sit a horse, I'll steal the warden's car Break my ass out of this prison, leave my teeth there in a jar You don't need no teeth for kissin' gals or smokin' cheap cigars I'll sleep with one eye open, 'neath God's celestial stars Tonight we rock, Tonight we roll We'll rob the Juarez liquor store for the Reposado Gold And if we drink ourselves to death, ain't that the cowboy way to go? Tonight we ride, tonight we ride Tonight we fly, we're headin' west Toward the mountains and the ocean where the eagle makes his nest If our bones bleach on the desert, we'll consider we are blessed Tonight we ride, Tonight we ride Tonight we ride, tonight we ride.
Matt D Posted March 31, 2020 Posted March 31, 2020 (edited) I ended up down a turn of the 80s French New Wave hole and this is pretty fantastic: The riff will stick with you Edited March 31, 2020 by Matt D
Cole Miner Posted April 8, 2020 Posted April 8, 2020 Death walks behind you Death walks behind you Death walks behind you Death walks behind you Lock the door, switch the light You'll be so afraid tonight Hide away from the bad Count the nine lives that you had Start to scream, shout for help There is no one by your side To forget what is done Seems so hard to carry on Luck is false, that it's near Bring yourself to understand It's your fate or what's cast Point a finger at yourself Death walks behind you Death walks behind you Death walks behind you Death walks behind you Lock your door, switch the light You'll be so afraid tonight Hide away from the bad Count the nine lives that you had Start to scream, shout for help There is no one by your side To forget what is done Seems so hard to carry on Seems so hard to carry on Carry on Death walks behind you Death walks behind you Death walks behind you Death walks behind you 1
Pete Posted April 14, 2020 Author Posted April 14, 2020 Well, now me and Homer Jones and Big John Talley Had a big crap game goin' back in the alley And I kept rollin' them sevens, winnin' all them pots My luck was so good, I could do no wrong I just kept on rollin' and controllin' them bones And finally they just threw up their hands and said "When you hot, you hot", I said, "Yeah" When you're hot, you're hot And when you're not, you're not Put all the money in an' let's roll 'em again When you're hot, you're hot La la la la la la, la la la la la La la la la la la, when you're hot, you're hot Well, now every time I rolled them dice I'd win And I was just gettin' ready to roll 'em again When I heard somethin' behind me I turned around and there was a big old cop He said "Hello, boys", and then he gave us a grin an' said "Look like I'm gonna hafta haul you all in An' keep all that money for evidence" I said, "Well, son when you hot, you hot", he said, "Yeah" When you're hot, you're hot And when you're not, you're not You can 'splain it all down at City Hall I say, yeah, when you're hot, you're hot La la la la la la, la la la la la La la la la la la, when you're hot, you're hot Well, when he took us into court, I couldn't believe my eyes The judge was a fishin' buddy that I recognized I said, "Hey, judge, old buddy, old pal I'll pay ya that hundred I owe ya, if you'll get me outta this spot" So he gave my friends a little fine to pay He turned around an' grinned at me an' said "Ninety days, Jerry, when you hot, you hot" An' I said, "Thanks a lot" When you're hot, you're hot And when you're not, you're not He let my friends go free and throwed the book at me He said, "Well, when you're hot, you're hot" I said, "Well, I'll tell ya one thing, judge, old buddy, old pal If you wasn't wearin' that black robe I'd take out in back of this courthouse And I'd try a little bit of your honor on" "You understand that, you hillbilly? Who gonna collect my welfare? Pay for my Cadillac? Whadda you mean 'Contempt of Court'? Judge, oh, judge, judgie poo"
Recommended Posts
Create an account or sign in to comment
You need to be a member in order to leave a comment
Create an account
Sign up for a new account in our community. It's easy!
Register a new accountSign in
Already have an account? Sign in here.
Sign In Now