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Author: | Jimbean [ Tue Aug 23, 2005 3:33 pm ] |
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hasn't been one in awhile, and I realized that I've never posted HUM lyrics I don't believe.. HUM is my favorite band, has been for 10 years, even got to see them live one time before they brokeup and is probably up there with losing my virginity as one of the most memorable days of my life. I even have a cheesy fansite devoted to them: here it looks like ass because it was designed for a 800x600 res. As far as songwriting goes, HUM just found this thick melodic sound that pushes it's way through your chest.. walls of guitars that swirl around you and crash over you like a mighty wave, the drums are always on point and so deep in the pocket that sometimes his brilliant, thunderous fills go completely unoticed in the tenacity of the song. Matt Talbott's singing while nothing all that impressive is merely a sprinkling on top of the music to not draw away from it's intensity, though if you dig a little bit, you'll find that his lyrics, crafted together in a web of metaphors, tie everything together and fit the tone/mood of the song perfectly, here's a few examples: a few of you may remember these lyrics from my bazaar and ffxi players comment: Songs of Farewell and Departure Before we scream and descend, steady to the sun a simple tale of woe, your hearts won't be undone a love song to everyone i know arms wide open, here we go she weaves a trail of petals through the embryonic ice her hair is warm to the touch and flowers twice as nice and if he stands on the moon he can barely catch her eyes always open to the sky and so we land only to find we never left the ground please leave the walls and the floors exactly as you found a love song to everyone i know arms wide open, here we go here we go... The Very Old Man It's eerie and it's awesome how connected two pods scattered on the surf and this can become lazy in to one He knows lightning kills the other She can't stand to watch his petals fall It's better when cascades become like us all after the golden disengagement leaves the woman with a household left to fill sit and be still and send the voltage 'cross his ticker watch the stars they start to flicker and one by one the levels fall another drink, my love, and make it tall enough, so i can stand on it and see all you've done for me a world of curves and lines electric remember how you strung the colored lights from christmas tree to me Apollo I'm thinking of a number between everything and two I'm thinking of a number between everything and two she said you can find a space between my arms if you will stay like if we ignore the systems, they'll just blink out and quickly go away she said I'll keep all the signals that you send home to me and I'll meet you back here on the ground it's lift off, lift off again she's pissed off, pissed off again moonlight brings me back again to stay and I know if she had her way I'd always be through tethered to a glass ring she keeps beside the phone and never ever stepping out into.. blankness and darkness, like underneath the leaf, that settled on me here and scraped away the sound she said you can find a place inside my heart if you will stay and I need you back here on the ground it's lift off, lift off again she's pissed off, pissed off again moonlight brings me back again to stay and I know if she had her way I'd always be through tethered to a glass ring she keeps beside the phone and never ever stepping out into.. I'm thinking of a number between everything and two and moonlight brings me back again to stay and I know if she had her way I'd always be through tethered to a glass ring she keeps beside the phone and never ever stepping out into.. and moonlight brings me back again this day and I don't feel a thing here anymore strings of information slowing to a stop the tether's end is slipping from its knot I'm stretching out into... I'm thinking of a number between everything and two I'm thinking of a number between everything and two and it's molecules of you i urge anyone who has never heard of these guys to check them out.. may make a fan out of you for life like me... |
Author: | Devrim27 [ Tue Aug 23, 2005 6:19 pm ] |
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the fucking bled - my assassin The sky blistered red Shots ring overhead I'm scaling walls that the soldiers built to muffle out your screams The message was dislocated, Misconveyed, incinerated. In the wake of war, just listen for the flood The arthritis in us all is choking me out. It's spilling me. Maybe you could finally be the one, who reaches in and saves me from the flood. Collapse, this is our last chance, there's no time for relapse Just listen for the flood.. If not us, can I just save you? Can't you hear the bombs are calling all our old habits their own? A sniper patiently awaiting me in every catacomb Are you scared girl? Won't you be my assassin? Hunted down for the last time and carried you home The arthritis in us all is choking me out It's spilling me Maybe you could finally be the one who reaches in and saves me from the flood Collapse, this is our last chance, Theres no time for relapse, Just listen for the flood If not us, can I just save you? Bring on the love 'cause here comes the flood Bring on the love 'cause here is comes We must have been seduced by the calm of the isle as we tied our wrists, our wrists to tight in the shallow Maybe you could finally be the one who reaches in and saves me from the flood Collapse, this is our last chance Theres no time for relapse now, just listen for the flood. If not us, can I just save you? |
Author: | Parade [ Tue Aug 23, 2005 6:43 pm ] |
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bleeding through- revenge i seek fuck your world and fuck your kind. go fuck yourself, you're fucking barely alive. i used to think of what you meant to me. i think of you every fucking day. why the fuck did i let you into my heart? now where do i begin? today is my last fucking chance. erase it all and kill my past. fuck what we fucking said. the memories don't mean shit. don't give a fuck about what you'll say. the memories don't mean shit, anymore. you're society's whore. anymore. i'll walk through this wasteland before i'll ever fucking hold your hand again. i'll burn forever before i ever fucking see your face again, in hell. anymore. and you're society's whore. anymore. motherfucker. and that's fucking right. fuck you forever. i'll despise you for the rest of these days. fuck you forever. i'll fucking hate you for the rest of my life, my life. why the fuck did i let you into my heart? now where do i begin? today is my last fucking chance. erase it all and kill my past. fuck what we fucking said. the memories don't mean shit. don't give a fuck about what you'll say. the memories don't mean shit, anymore. you're society's whore. anymore. revenge i seek. |
Author: | Iolanthe [ Tue Aug 23, 2005 9:46 pm ] |
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"Mind Of My Own" It's four o' clock the t.v.'s on my mind is shut off and my own thoughts are gone I change the channel I change my mind I change my life I wanna leave it all behind cause I don't have a mind of my own I am influenced by everything I see and I can't help it now everything in my life just thinks for me can't help this habit I'm in love with my disease worshiping my idle time a life I cannot seize trapped by depression and I sleep all day but xanax, valium, attavan makes it all ok it's so much more than a cry for attention no loving hands can sooth this ache so much more than a war with the world it's my own degradation it's my own self hate I preach my pessimism right out loud to anyone who'll listen I'm not afraid to be alive I'm afraid to be alone late at night my monsters find me from under the bed or out of my past all alone with nobody to talk to sanity gets put to the test I close my eyes but I'm still haunted sometimes I get too twisted to sleep as all my world crumbles all around me inspirations become admissions of defeat cuz I don't have a mind of my own everything in my life just thinks for me |
Author: | Devrim27 [ Tue Aug 23, 2005 10:33 pm ] |
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Ike, go buy the new bled cd, now. k? good It's out today, i've had it for 2 weeks and I still love it, first listen it sucks, then it grows on you.. alot. The lyrics are sooo awesome. |
Author: | Parade [ Tue Aug 23, 2005 11:48 pm ] |
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lol k, ive heared some of the songs already, but i havent had a chance to go buy it yet |
Author: | Jimbean [ Mon Oct 10, 2005 11:26 am ] |
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bored.. resurrecting an old lyric thread instead of starting a new one Troubled Waters Cat Power (covering Michael Hurley) off The Covers Record I must be One of the devil's daughters They look at me with scorn I'll never hear their horn Sometimes It's like being in chains Sometimes I hang my head In shame When people see me They scandalize my name I'm going down To the devil's water I'm gonna drown In that troubled water It's coming round my soul It's way beyond control I must be one I must be one |
Author: | Matti [ Mon Oct 10, 2005 12:13 pm ] |
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I must have missed this one when it was originally posted because I would have flirted with Iolanthe for posting a bad ass Strung Out song. lol Here's mine. I've had this stuck in my head all day.. Someone told me once that there's a right and wrong, and that punishment would come to those who dare to cross the line. But it must not be true for jerk-offs like you. Maybe it takes longer to catch a total asshole. but I'm tired of waiting. Maybe it's just bullshit and I should play GOD, and shoot you myself. Because I'm tired of waiting. Consequences dictate our course of action and it doesn't matter what's right. It's only wrong if you get caught. If consequences dictate my course of action I should play GOD and shoot you myself. I'm very tired of waiting. I should kick you, beat you, fuck you, and then shoot you in your fucking head. |
Author: | Cleese [ Mon Oct 10, 2005 2:45 pm ] |
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I felt like posting the Team America theme song, but thought better of it. Ben Folds "Bastard" The old bastard left his ties and his suit A brown box, mothballs and bowling shoes and his opinion so you'd never have to choose Pretty soon, you'll be an old bastard too You get smaller while the world gets big The more you know you know you don't know shit The whiz man'll 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 gettin' old too fast they can't wait to grow up so they can get some ass They get nostalgic about the last ten years before the last ten years have passed 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 the chest The old bastard had a paradigm arrest You got smaller and the world got big The more you knew we knew we didn't know shit The whiz man never fit him the whiz kid did Why you gotta act like you know when you don't know? cause 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 |
Author: | Yarr [ Mon Oct 10, 2005 5:32 pm ] |
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Matti wrote: I must have missed this one when it was originally posted because I would have flirted with Iolanthe for posting a bad ass Strung Out song. lol
I always like Bouncing Souls better. Although Strung Out is awesome too. |
Author: | Ultimaj [ Mon Oct 10, 2005 5:38 pm ] |
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Song: Kyle's Mom is a Bitch Lyrics [Cartman:] Weeelllll, Kyle's mom's a bitch, she's a big fat bitch, She's the biggest bitch in the whole wide world, She's a stupid bitch, if there ever was a bitch, She's a bitch to all the boys and girls. On Monday she's a bitch On Tuesday she's a bitch On Wednesday thru Saturday she's a bitch Then on Sunday just to be different, She's a super king kamehameha bitch Have you ever met my friend Kyle's Mom, She's the biggest bitch in the whole wide world, She's a mean old bitch, she has stupid hair, She's a bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch Bitch, bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch She's a stupid bitch, Kyle's Mom's a bitch, And she's such a dirty bitch. Talk to kids around the world, It might go a little something like this... [Sung in three different languages by other children] Have you ever met my friend Kyle's Mom, She's the biggest bitch in the whole wide world, She's a mean old bitch, she has stupid hair, She's a bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch Bitch, bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch. She's a stupid bitch, Kyle's Mom's a bitch, And she's such a dirty bitch; I really mean it, Kyle's Mom, she's a big fat, stinking bitch Big old fat fuckin' bitch, Kyle's Mommmmmmmmmmm Yeahhhhh, Chaaaaa |
Author: | Arrowyn [ Mon Oct 10, 2005 6:55 pm ] |
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Doves- Caught by the river Son What have you done? You're caught by the river You're coming undone Life You know it can't be so easy But you can't just leave it Cause you're not in control no more And you give it all away Would you give it all away now? Don't let it come apart Don't want to see you come apart Son What are you doing? You learned a hard lesson When you stood by the water You and I Were so full of love and hope Would you give it all up now? Would you give in just to spite them all? Cause you give it all away And you give it all away now Don't let it come apart Don't want to see you come apart Lay I lay in the long grass So many people So many people pass Stay Stay here and lie on back Get down in the cornfields Stay till we're caught at last Give it all away Give it all away now Don't let it come apart Don't want to see you come apart And you give it all away Would you give it all away now? Don't let it come apart Don't want to see you come apart Would you give it all away?x3 Give it all awayx4 |
Author: | Rahsten [ Tue Oct 11, 2005 1:17 am ] |
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"Back To The Motor League" I like to party fucking hard I like my rock and roll the same Don't give a fuck if I burn out Don't give a fuck if I fade away So back to the Motor-League with me Before I'm forced to face the wrath of a well-heeled buying public Who live vicariously through Tortured-artist college-rock and floor-punching macho pabulum Back to the Motor League I go Once thought I drew a lucky hand Turned out to be a live grenade Oh my god! Holy shit! Play-acting "anarchists" and Mommy's-little-skinheads, Death-threats and sycophants and wieners drunk on straight-edge. Fuck off Who cares? I'd rather highlight Trip-Tiks than listen to your bullshit. Fuck off Who cares- about your stupid scenes, your shitty zines, the straw-men you build up to burn? It never ceases to amaze And as I'm suffering your perfection it reminds me of my own race To redress my own sad history of: Mouthed feet Eaten hats Teated bulls Amish phone-books Drunken brawls But what have we here? 15 years later it still reeks of swill and Chickenshit Conformists With their fists in the air Like-father, like-son "rebels" bloated on korn, eminems and bizkits. Lord, hear our prayer: Take back your Amy Grant mosh-crews and fair-weather politics. Blow-dry my hair and stick me on a ten-speed. Back to the Motor League Back to the Motor League Back to the Motor League I guess life is just a popularity contest Success, the ability to perform within a framework of obedience Just ask the candy-coated Joy-Cam rock-bands selling shoes for venture-capitalists, silencing competing messages, Rounding off the jagged edges |
Author: | Yarr [ Tue Oct 11, 2005 9:52 am ] |
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X&Y Trying hard to speak And fighting with my weak hand Driven to distraction It's all part of the plan When something is broken And you try to fix it Trying to repair it Any way you can I dive in at the deep end You become my best friend I wanna love you but I don't know if I can I know something is broken and I'm trying to fix it Trying to repair it anyway I can You and me are floating on a tidal wave... together You and me are drifting into outer space... and singing You and me are floating on a tidal wave... together You and me are drifting into outer space You and me are floating on a tidal wave... together You and me are drifting into outer space... and singing and Fix You [/i] When you try your best but you don't succeed When you get what you want but not what you need When you feel so tired but you can't sleep Stuck in reverse When the tears come streaming down your face When you lose something you can't replace When you love someone but it goes to waste could it be worse? Lights will guide you home and ignite your bones And I will try to fix you High up above or down below when you too in love to let it go If you never try you'll never know Just what your worth Lights will guide you home and ignite your bones And I will try to fix you Tears stream down your face When you lose something you cannot replace Tears streaming down your face and I Tears stream down your face I promise you I will learn from my mistakes Tears stream down your face and I Lights will guide you home And ignite your bones And I will try to fix you [/i] |
Author: | Jimbean [ Tue Oct 11, 2005 1:27 pm ] |
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yarr, arrow, neither of you posted the band name.. i'm curious in checking out these songs.. actually... yarr are your songs are coldplay? |
Author: | Cleese [ Tue Oct 11, 2005 2:32 pm ] |
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Yarr's are Coldplays from X&Y, good stuff. KMFDM 'New American Century' Count your blessings Walk the line Don't move too fast Or fall behind There are rules you must obey They get re-written by the day Don't do this - don't say that Your every move is logged and tracked By the all oppressive eye Spy satellites in friendly skies The new american century Has only just begun No one exempt from the tragedy Counterattack start pushing back Fight the power That chokes your speech Fight the power That makes you bleed Fight the power That propogates lies To keep you weak Keep you in line Fight the power that reigns you in Divides and conquers Defines your sin Fight the power For one and all Before the power swallows us whole No one dares to say a word Our panic drives all human herds In the land where cash is king Our silence bought and sold for free The future's banging on our door When real I.D. will be the law Love thy neighbor and turn him in It's call patriotism The world is watching in disbelief Chanting shame on you How can you stand by so quietly Letting them rape your liberties You can't be bothered or concerned You see no reason for alarm Prejudice, religion hate Usher in new mandate Absolute and resolved One nation under one god Lack of interest has its price As we're stripped of all our rights Those who cannot learn from history Are doomed to repeat it! |
Author: | Jimbean [ Tue Oct 11, 2005 2:35 pm ] |
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yeh I had a friend send me the mp3s but they were like some live ones or someshit.. and i didn't get too into them, I need to seriously pick up that album, a lot of folks have told me it's the cat's PJs. Anyone heard the new deathcab yet? I'd like some opinions before dropping 20bills on it |
Author: | Jimbean [ Thu Oct 13, 2005 1:26 pm ] |
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Criticism As Inspiration Pedro the Lion I saw in your bedroom The drawers had been emptied Looking for answers But you won't admit it now You don't need a reason That's what you tell me But I still don't buy it Drink yourself silly Night after night It makes me feel so good To always tell you when you're wrong The big man that I am To always have to put you down Put you down Then there's your girlfriend She opens her legs and Gives your life meaning Is that what you love her for The angels are always looking down He's perfect with a frown The bully always wins It makes me feel so good To always tell you when you're wrong The big man that I am To always have to put you down Put you down It makes me feel so good To always tell you when you're wrong The big man that I am To always have to put you down It makes me look so good To always put you in your place I can write it in a song But never say it to your face To your face |
Author: | Mudweizer [ Thu Oct 13, 2005 9:44 pm ] |
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Primus MY NAME IS MUD My name is Mud Not to be confused with Bill or Jack or Pete or Dennis My name is mud and it's always been 'Cause I'm the most boring sons-a-bitch you've ever seen I dress in blue-yes navy blue From head to toe I'm rather drab except my patent shoes I make 'em shine, well most the time 'Cept today my feet are troddin' on by this friend of mine Six foort two and rude as hell I got to get him in the ground before he starts to smell My name is Mud My name is Mud, but call me Alowishus Devadander Abercrombie That's long for Mud, so I've been told Told that by this sonsabitch that lies before me bloated blue and cold I've got my pride, I drink my wine I'd drink the finest except I haven't earned a dime in several months Or were it years The breath on that fat bastard could bring any man to tears We had our words, a common spat So I kissed him upside the cranium with an aluminum baseball bat My name is Mud |
Author: | Rahsten [ Thu Oct 13, 2005 10:32 pm ] |
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Sweet ![]() The Air is Getting Slippery It’s incredibly hot in here today, incredibly hot in here It’s incredibly hot in here today, incredibly hot in here The air is getting slipper and it’s not to my surprise My heart, it beats irregularly and the sweat it fills my eyes I do not mind what I excrete ’cause I’m here to make a buck And those that cannot take the heat can take a flying... Forgive me if I hesitate It’s incredibly hot in here today, incredibly hot in here The dogs are barking merrily as jerry sits on high If you’ve studied your floyd property, you’d know that pigs could fly Now if you want an encore you might hear it is luck But me, I’d rather play residents, ’cause I don’t give a... Forgive me if I hesitate It’s incredibly hot in here today, incredibly hot in here Now, fatty, he’s a hell of a guy but he sweats like a dancing mule He likes to hang out at checker gas with the chets he knew from high school He sold enough crystal meth to buy a stepside truck But if you ask me twice I’d say the boy ain’t worth a... Forgive me if I hesitate It’s incredibly hot in here today, incredibly hot in here The act of perspiration is far beyond control If the heat compels to aspirate please try not to miss the bowl If sweatiness makes you horny, well darlin’ I think you’re in luck ’cause all this clever banter gives me the urge to fuck |
Author: | Jimbean [ Thu Oct 20, 2005 9:05 am ] |
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viðrar vel til loftárása ég læt mig líða áfram í gegnum hausinn hugsa hálfa leið afturábak sé sjálfan mig syngja fagnaðarerindið sem við sömdum saman við áttum okkur draum áttum allt við riðum heimsendi við riðum leitandi klifruðum skýjakljúfa sem síðar sprungu upp friðurinn úti ég lek jafnvægi dett niður alger þögn ekkert svar en það besta sem guð hefur skapað er nýr dagur |
Author: | Ilm [ Thu Oct 20, 2005 9:22 am ] |
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vilket faen språk er det. |
Author: | Yarr [ Thu Oct 20, 2005 11:02 am ] |
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Ilama is a nazi terrorist. Thats fact, you heard it here first. |
Author: | Kory [ Thu Oct 20, 2005 4:43 pm ] |
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Not sure how most feel about these guys or if they even know them, but I really like most of their songs. Requiem For The Innocent by Kamelot mother can you hold me one more time again whisper "I still love you? in my ear mother did you lie would you tell me why there is something deeper that I fear justify the malice I portray daggers in the darkness find your way when the moon is full and piercing bright drench me with your innocence tonight don't you want to die walk beside me evermore don't you feel alive like you've never felt before visions of the future unprofound and blurred I have passed the point of no return justify the malice I portray let me keep my beauty one more day when the moon is full and piercing bright drench me with your innocence tonight don't you want to die walk beside me evermore don't you feel alive like you've never felt before don't you want to die souls transcending, silver shine don't you feel alive your blood preserves my place in time |
Author: | arlania [ Thu Oct 20, 2005 4:50 pm ] |
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Save yourself a penny for the ferryman Save yourself and let them suffer In hope In love This world ain`t ready for The Ark Mankind works in mysterious ways |
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