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(Say it)

(Say it isn't so)

(Say it)

(Say it isn't so)

 

Say it isn't so painful

To tell me that you're dissatisfied

Last time I asked you

I really got a lame excuse

I know that you lied

Now wicked things can happen

You see 'em goin' down in war

But when you play in a quiet way

That bites it even more

 

(Say it)

Tell me what you want, yeah

I'll do it, baby

I promise right now

(Say it)

Who propped you up

When you were stopped low motivation

had you on the ground

I know your first reaction

You slide away

Hide away, goodbye

But if there's a doubt

Maybe I can give out

A thousand reasons why

You have to say it isn't so

 

(It isn't so)

I say it isn't so (it isn't so)

Oh, no

I say it isn't so (it isn't so)

Oh, say it isn't so (it isn't so)

Oh-oh, no

 

(Say it)

We like to be the strangers

At the party

Two rebels in a shell (say it)

You like to move

With the best of them

You know we move so well

Don't need someone to lean on

I know where there's an open door

But if I'm faced

With being replaced

I want you even more

 

So baby, say it isn't so (it isn't so)

Oh-oh, say it isn't so (it isn't so)

oh-oh, no

Say it isn't so (it isn't so)

Whoooa, say it isn't so (it isn't so)

Oh-oh-oh, yeah

(Say it)

(Say it isn't so)

(Say it)

(Say it isn't so)

(Say it)

(Say it isn't so)

 

Why you gonna go

Do you half ta say

You wanna go

Ooh-ooh baby, say it isn't

(Say it isn't)

Say, say, say it isn't

(Say it isn't) so (so, say it isn't)

Why do you have to say it isn't

(Say it isn't) so

(Say it isn't) so (say, say it isn't)

I know it's so hard for you (say it isn't)

So hard (say it isn't)

Don't say, baby (so, say it isn't)

There must be some other way

Don't have to (say it isn't)

Some other way (So say it isn't)

Aah, you don't have to say (say it isn't)

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(I would embed a youtube video but the only copies of this song on youtube are static images with weird deformed anime girls and a live version with the wrong name attached to it that totally falls apart. this song is "II" by Perfect Pussy)

 

I was understood to be living

I existed only when seen

So I died of self-importance

I killed the parts of me that still wanted things

I tremble with no desire, I need nothing

In loss I discovered completion

In having things stolen I found that I had more than ever
in the absence of everything, I found all things

 

And I understood myself

So I understood nothing

So I stopped questioning

 

All things pass through me, I’m a tough boy

Wild and innocent and dangerous as hell
I’m awake

And awakening

I am here and I have died

 

I killed the parts of me that said that I know

I killed off all the parts that keep me awake
I’ll die a thousand times to prove that I’m living

I'll kiss myself to prove that I’m not afraid of snakes

 

Nothing shakes me any more; I’m tough now, baby

Really, I have lost all feeling

And I've lost all desire for feeling

And I can't thank you enough

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Song has been getting stuck in my head for a while. Wouldn't mind as much if the Cheryl Lynn part of the song were cut.

 
Toto – Georgy Porgy Lyrics
It's not your situation, I just need contemplation over you 
I'm not so systematic, it's just that I'm an addict for your love 
Not the only one that holds you, I never ever should have told you 
You're my only girl 
I'm not the only one that holds you, I never ever should have told you 
You're my only world 
 
 
Just think how long I've known you, it's long for me to own you, lock and key 
It's really not confusing, I'm just the young illusion, can't you see 
 
 
I'm not the only one that holds you, I never ever should have told you 
You're my only girl 
I'm not the only one that holds you, I never ever should have told you 
You're my only world 
 
 
Georgy Porgy, pudding pie, kissed the girls and made them cry 
Kissed the girls and made them cry, kissed the girls and made them cry 
 
 
(Instrumental break) 
 
 
It's not your situation, I just need contemplation over you 
I'm not so systematic, it's just that I'm an addict for your love 
 
 
Not the only one that holds you, I never ever should have told you 
You're my only girl 
I'm not the only one that holds you, I never ever should have told you 
You're my only world 
 
 
Georgy Porgy, pudding pie, kissed the girls and made them cry 
Kissed the girls and made them cry, kissed the girls and made them cry 
 
 
Georgy Porgy, pudding pie, kissed the girls and made them cry 
Kissed the girls and made them cry, kissed the girls and made them high 
 
 
Georgy Porgy 
Kissed the girls and made them cry, kissed the girls and made them high 
Georgy Porgy 
Kissed the girls and made them cry, kissed the girls and made them cry

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Glen Campbell looking like they pulled him on stage on his way to mowing the lawn

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Catching flies in his mouth

Tasting freedom while he dares
Then crawling back to the top of the stairs
He won't see the sun again for years to come
He's broken out in love

Like a cat without a care
Roaming freely through the streets
You could find him in amongst the pigeons in the square
But he won't see the sun again for years to come
He's broken out in love

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FLOATING_BRIDGE LYRICS
SLEEPY JOHN ESTES
 
Floating Bridge-Sleepy John Estes
Self-accompanied, with Hammie Nixon, harmonica
 
Now I never will forget that floating bridge (3)
Tell me five minutes time under the water I was hid
 
When I was going down I thowed up my hands
Now, when I was going down, I thowed up my hands (2)
Please, take me on dry land
 
Now they carried me in the house and they laid me 'cross the bank (3)
"Bout a gallon-and-half muddy water I had drank
 
They dried me off and they laid me in the bed
Now, they dried me off and they laid me in the bed (2)
Couldn't hear nothin' but muddy water runnnin' through my head
 
Now, my mother often taught me, "Quit playin' a bum" (2)
Now, my mother often taught me, son, "Quit playin' a bum,
Go somewhere settle down and make a crop"
 
Now, people standin' on the bridge, screamin' and cryin'
People on the bridge was screamin' and cryin'
Now, the people on the bridge, standin' screamin' and cryin'
"Lord, have mercy where's we gwine?"

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My semester starts tomorrow! :D :D :D :D

 

 

The car is on fire, and there's no driver at the wheel
And the sewers are all muddied with a thousand lonely suicides
And a dark wind blows

 

The government is corrupt
And we're on so many drugs
With the radio on and the curtains drawn

 

We're trapped in the belly of this horrible machine
And the machine is bleeding to death

 

The sun has fallen down
And the billboards are all leering
And the flags are all dead at the top of their poles

 

It went like this:

 

The buildings tumbled in on themselves
Mothers clutching babies
Picked through the rubble
And pulled out their hair

 

The skyline was beautiful on fire
All twisted metal stretching upwards
Everything washed in a thin orange haze

 

I said, "Kiss me, you're beautiful -
These are truly the last days"

 

You grabbed my hand
And we fell into it
Like a daydream
Or a fever

 

We woke up one morning and fell a little further down
For sure it's the valley of death

 

I open up my wallet
And it's full of blood

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0Xq4o-kE-j8

 

Sometimes they rock and roll
Sometimes they stay at home and it's just fine
This heart's on fire
This heart's on fire
This heart's on fire
This heart's on fire

 

I am my mother's hen
And left the body in the bed all day
We don't know what to do
This heart's on fire
This heart's on fire
This heart's on fire
This heart's on fire

 

A thousand made-up loves
What makes the sound of surf once you know you're alive?
This heart's on fire
This heart's on fire
This heart's on fire
This heart's on fire

 

It's getting better all the time
It's getting better all the time
This heart's on fire
This heart's on fire
This heart's on fire
This heart's on fire

 

And you're my favourite thing
Tell it everywhere I go
I don't know what to do
This heart's on fire
This heart's on fire
This heart's on fire
This heart's on fire

 

Sometimes they rock and roll
I'd rather stay at home in real life
This heart's on fire
This heart's on fire
This heart's on fire
This heart's on fire

 

It's getting better all the time
It's getting better all the time
It's getting better all the time
It's getting better all the time

 

This heart's on fire
This heart's on fire
This heart's on fire
This heart's on fire
This heart's on fire
This heart's on fire
This heart's on fire
This heart's on fire

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This came from out of nowhere. At least now I can look up the lyrics since I didn't understand a lot of what he says.

 


 

 

It's me at last, the Rickster, Def Jam's where I be

And most agree it's kinda amazing folks are born from where we pee at

Though I definitely fiend it, baby no way, chills, clever mean it being

Got to be careful (... be told), commercial ever seen it?

Want a few hot ropes, some ask am I cheatin', do I? Nope

Not a dope, love the mother, also loves me too I hope

So I dig her a lot and although shorty honey break a nigga

How you figure, bein' a big rap money makin' nigga

Cute as a button, he tell 'bout the time we picked for cotton

So it ain't forgotten, hope I don't spoil the nigga rotten

Also, don't discriminate white, he'll be quite bright, if taught him right

If not he like ask heavenly father, help me raise my shorty right

So when I come home with the coil, I say "yo shorty run to royal"

Seein' as I'm loyal and livin' on soil, it's best when you have someone to spoil

So any toy, he wants he gets, yo kids ain't worth it midst the toys

That they destroy, annoy, though me and his moms in middle of fits of joy and it's a boy

 

Pictured friends, milk and cookies, when you're done with the boys game

Toy plane, Ricky Jr. be a bundle of joys name

And furthermore teach birds and bees

So won't be a nerd and burst herds of, second and thirds of

And "Dada" better be the first words of

Just kiddin', son'll be [need] a one man girl, spend a lot on what I be wearin'

Best of care, best that money can buy is what he'll be wearin'

With these weathers around, protect him, they'll say in a cage I kept him

Though wage you kindergarten probably be another major step and

Lo and behold a star holdin', 'cause yo be loadin' trips and sowin'

Ya knowin', throwin' a fancy home for him to grow in

“He's kinda pleasin' to raise”... so baby say. No thank you... ease in

Sneezin', now what do I do when he cry for no reason?

Though any toy, he want he get, yo kids it ain't worth it, midst the toys

That they destroy, annoy, though me and his moms in middle of fits of joy and it's a boy, yo

 

Baby mom, under wing, though if dress up, could string

Line of cuties, though cling, don't wanna mess up a good thing

You know how it is when guys that pay girls seem to hog us

Fiend and dog us, scheme for more guts

Goin into labor date, 18 of August

It's that time tellin' friends, congratulate's yellin'

Gonna be six weeks premature, but thanks to God, he's doin' well

And givin' credit where it is due, while rap's achievin' let it

As for bills forget it, 'cause the way I rap, don't even sweat it

My own when me and my hon son, don't fuss, agree

Though son, I still kinda wish I coulda been there when he was born at 3:01

Bygone be gone, there's nowhere wrong and all

Your son's about and since I didn't and this being the first

You know I had to write a rap about the incident

And the rose is for the squeeze, I would've sent a few no women with the kin in it

Wish us luck world as we enter a new beginning

And like I said, any toy, I'm tryin' to tell ya that midst the toys

That they destroy, annoy, though me and his moms in middle of fits of joy and it's a boy

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This is easily the cheesiest BOC song ever.  It's got a sax solo, for the Imaginos' sake.  (I'm still not sure what the first line is; "I'm up beside the magic man" seems to be the most common on websites, but it always sounded more like the completely nonsensical "I bumped inside" to me.)  And yet, I love it dearly and have to break it out every few months.

 

 

Well I bumped inside the magic man
And he laid some tricks on me
He said, "You do need help my friend"
I whispered, "Obviously"
He laid a spread of Jacks and Queens
And he bade me take my pick
But every face it had your face
I cried out, "I am sick"

Sick of hauling your love around
Want to run my train alone
But the engine tracks straight through your heart
And weighs me like a stone

Oh, it's a hard load to love you
It takes up all my time, having you
So familiar
Like last life's
Nursery rhyme

So I gave away the pictures
And your golden ring
And the phone calls you sent me
And the silver birds that sing
Then the man he told me something
That really brought me down
Your things were thrown away, it's true
But you were still in town

Sick of hauling your love around
Wanna run my train alone
But the engine tracks straight through your heart
And weighs me like a stone

Oh, it's a hard load to love you
It takes up all my time, having you
So familiar
Like last life's
Nursery rhyme

The magician let a message
It flashes when I hide
Accept the chains of loving
Accept or else remove yourself from her side
And do without her love
And I lay back with a steel chain
I keep it by my side
I could mail a letter to you but I still
Have my pride

Sick of hauling your love around
Wanna run my train alone
But the engine tracks straight through your heart
And weighs me like a stone

Three times I've sent you back from me
Three times my bones gone dry
And three times I've seen the shooting shark
Lighting up the sky

Oh, it's a hard load to love you, babe
It takes my breath away
The fourth time round
Is the last time round
There's nothing else to say 

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This fucking song has been in my head all day at work for the past week. I watch this video everyday.

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I HAVE BEEN WAITING A WEEK TO POST THIS. Young Fathers should be the biggest band in the world.

 

 

[chorus] Come here and do the right thing
Get up and have a party
Get up
Get up
Come here and do the right thing
Get up and have a party
Get up
Get up

 

Got no past no future
Fumbling through the ether
Take a ride in Aquila
Cost you 30 liras
Pushy dealer hits the meter
A shrewd operator
In the shadow of a beacon
Have a dirty weekend
Interesting proposition
Insinuate then listen
Listen listen
What a way to make a living
S-s-scissor to the ribbon
Throw my hands like a reverend
Triple sixes double sevens
When I get down to this
I'm the catalyst
For a revolution
For a revolution
For a revolution-tion-tion-tion

 

[chorus]

 

Beautiful corpse
Beautiful
How you lie so still
Another life fulfilled
Oh beautiful corpse
Beautiful
How you lie so still
Another life fulfilled

 

Fifteen hundred red cases
A multitude of faces
The body in the basement
Double on the bunk bed
You better watch the babies
Careful with your manners
Only drinking water on the Co-co-co-cabaña
Well built family
Subject to the battery the battery
Mental men are manic in their manacles
I meant to make a metaphor for radicals
Taking off my clothes at the lido
All I got is my decadent credo

I don't think that I could watch you posing dead
(I don't think that I could watch you posing dead)

 

Get up
Get up
Get up
Get up
Come here and do the right thing
Get up and have a party
Get up
Get up

 

Abandoned by a suffragette
Given to a gang of gits
Sold to a pack of losers downtown Apalucia
I heard you got guns
Well I got fun
I got something sweet
What you call sin so
You lose
I win
I saw some bunch of cowboys today
I wooped-di-wood and they turned and rode away

 

Get up
Get up
Get up
Get up

[chorus]

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http://youtu.be/kMQxxaCgOX0

 

It might seem crazy what I'm about to say
Sunshine she's here, you can take away
I'm a hot air balloon, I could go to space
With the air, like I don't care baby by the way
 
Because I'm happy
Clap along if you feel like a room without a roof
Because I'm happy
Clap along if you feel like happiness is the truth
Because I'm happy
Clap along if you know what happiness is to you
Because I'm happy
Clap along if you feel like that's what you wanna do
 
Here come bad news talking this and that
Yeah, give me all you got, don't hold back
Yeah, well I should probably warn you I'll be just fine
Yeah, no offense to you don't waste your time
Here's why
 
Because I'm happy
Clap along if you feel like a room without a roof
Because I'm happy
Clap along if you feel like happiness is the truth
Because I'm happy
Clap along if you know what happiness is to you
Because I'm happy
Clap along if you feel like that's what you wanna do
 
Happy, bring me down
Can't nothing, bring me down
Love is too happy to bring me down
Can't nothing, bring me down
I said bring me down
Can't nothing, bring me down
Love is too happy to bring me down
Can't nothing, bring me down
I said
 
Because I'm happy
Clap along if you feel like a room without a roof
Because I'm happy
Clap along if you feel like happiness is the truth
Because I'm happy
Clap along if you know what happiness is to you
Because I'm happy
Clap along if you feel like that's what you wanna do
 
Because I'm happy
Clap along if you feel like a room without a roof
Because I'm happy
Clap along if you feel like happiness is the truth
Because I'm happy
Clap along if you know what happiness is to you
Because I'm happy
Clap along if you feel like that's what you wanna do
 
Happy, bring me down
Can't nothing, bring me down
Love is too happy to bring me down
Can't nothing, bring me down
I said 
 
Because I'm happy
Clap along if you feel like a room without a roof
Because I'm happy
Clap along if you feel like happiness is the truth
Because I'm happy
Clap along if you know what happiness is to you
Because I'm happy
Clap along if you feel like that's what you wanna do
 
Because I'm happy
Clap along if you feel like a room without a roof
Because I'm happy
Clap along if you feel like happiness is the truth
Because I'm happy
Clap along if you know what happiness is to you
Because I'm happy
Clap along if you feel like that's what you wanna do

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I had this stuck in my brain for about 3 months thinking it was The Coral.

 

 

all this world seems bent upon
contemplating babylon
fate is sealed inside a bomb
where has all the freedom gone
there's a place for everyone
live and die our kingdom come
but until the web is spun
everybody must have fun
 
i'm not scared to die - god help me
we went to the same schools and we
all learned the same rules of lament
 
the knot will never come undone
accidents show mercy none
there isn't anywhere to run
the masterpiece is done
the war has won

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Slugs and snails are after me
DDT keeps me happy
Now I guess I'll have to tell 'em
That I got no cerebellum

 

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Just a step cried the sad man

Take a look down at the madman
Theatre kings on silver wings
Fly beyond reason
From the flight of the seagull
Come the spread claws of the eagle
Only fear breaks the silence
As we all kneel pray for guidance
 
Tread the road cross the abyss
Take a look down at the madness
On the streets of the city
Only spectres still have pity
Patient queues for the gallows
Sing the praises of the hallowed
Our machines feed the furnace
If they take us they will burn us
 
Will you still know who you are
When you come to who you are
 
When the flames have their season
Will you hold to your reason
Loaded down with your talents
Can you still keep your balance
Can you live on a knife-edge

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It's Tuesday here:



Well, when we made this record there was a little bit of doubt

Whether or not the thing was ever gonna come out

I said, "hey chief, you reckon this record will be released?"

He said, "Son, we ain't got enough oil to keep the presses greased"

We got the crude oil blues

And son, if we can't make records then we don't need you

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When the oil stops, everything stops, nothin’ left in the fountain
Nobody wants paper money, son, so you just as well stop countin’
Can you break the horse, can you light the fire?
What’s that, I beg your pardon?
You’d best start thinkin’ where your food comes from and I hope you tend a good garden

 

Gettin’ down on the mountain, gettin’ down on the mountain
Don’t wanna be around when the shit goes down
I’ll be gettin’ down on the mountain, goin’ to ground on the mountain

 

When the trucks don’t run, the bread won’t come, have a hard time findin’ petrol
Water ain’t runnin’ in the city no more, do you hold any precious metal?
Can you gut the fish, can you read the sky?
What’s that about overcrowdin’?
You ever seen a man who’s kids ain’t ate for seventeen days and countin’?

 

There ain’t no heat and the power’s gone out, it’s kerosene lamps and candles
The roads are blocked, it’s all gridlocked, you got a shortwave handle?
Can you track the deer, can you dig the well?
I couldn’t quite hear your answer

 

I think I see a rip in the social fabric, Brother can you pass the ammo?
I think I see a rip in the social fabric, Brother can you spare some ammo?

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Last week's frequent player for me:  "Going to Hell" by The Pretty Reckless

 

 

(The end is the end)
(Don't bless me father for I have sinned)

Father did you miss me?
I've been locked up a while.
I got caught for what I did but took it all in style.
Laid to rest all my confessions I gave way back when.
Now I'm versed in so much worse,
So I am back again.
And he said

For the lines that I take, I'm going to hell!
For the love that I make, I'm going to hell!

Gettin' heavy with the devil, you can hear the wedding bells.

Father did you miss me?
Don't ask me where I've been.
You know I know,
Yes, I've been told I redefine a sin.
I don't know what's driving me to put this in my head.
Maybe I wish I could die, maybe I am dead!
And he said

For the lives that I fake, I'm going to hell!
For the vows that I break, I'm going to hell!

For the ways that I hurt, while I'm hiking up my skirt.
I am sitting on a throne while they're buried in the dirt.

For the man that I hate, I'm going to hell!

Gettin' heavy with the devil, you can hear the wedding bells.

Please forgive me father,
I didn't mean to bother you.
The devil's in me father.
He's inside of everything I do.

For the life that I take, I'm going to hell!
For the laws that I break, I'm going to hell!
For the love that I hate, I'm going to hell!
For the lies that I make, I'm going to hell!

For the way I condescend and never lend a hand.
My arrogance is making this head buried in the sand.
For the souls I forsake, I'm going to hell!

Gettin' married to the devil, you can hear the wedding bells.

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I'm legitimately impressed at Taylor Momsen being a good singer/performer.  Who would have thunk it from Jenny Humphrey and Cindy Lou Who?

 

 

 

I really need to pull the trigger on listening to LDR properly. I like her pretty much every time I come across one of her songs.

 

Re: Taylor Momsen.  I agree. I avoided her first album for the longest time because I felt like she was a wannabe, playing about being all trashy. And maybe she was. But one day I listened to it. And loved it. And the new record may be better. It's certainly got more variety and feels more mature in general.

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Lana had the same issues with being seen as a poser--people finding out about her well-to-do background and first attempt as a more traditional pop star didn't help. But her songs are really catchy--she's not the best singer by any means, though her vocals have improved. Her understanding of phrasing and cadence helps tremendously.  She's a good writer, too.  She's quirky but in a good way, not like how Lady Gaga is going down the drain these days.

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