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I love those. Man, i need to listen to more Drones.
Thanks to Spenno for this gem as well.
Well you are all my brothers, and you have been kind But what were you expecting to find? Now your eyes turn inwards, countenance turns blank And I'm floating away on a barrel of pain It looks like nothing but the sea and sky remain
A harpoon's shaft is short and wide A grappling hook's is cracked and dry I said, why don't you get down in the sea Turn the water red like you want to be?
Cause if I cry another tear I'll be turned to dust No the sharks won't get me they don't feel loss Just keep one eye on the horizon man, you best not blink They're coming fin by fin until the whole boat sinks
Joined: Sun May 25, 2014 9:32 pm Posts: 31614 Location: Garbage Dump
Yeah, "Shark Fin Blues" is magnificent. Gareth Liddiard is maybe one of the best lyricists ever. This bit from "Why Write a Letter That You'll Never Send?" also always shreds me: I don't believe no one no more, I don't care what no one says I just want to make the world a much less painful place And we look fonder on the good old days as they drift further away But why if everyone feels so homesick are they always setting sail? 'Cause it's all bad news up there on deck and each headline masks the next I'd just as soon dive in the ocean and forego the blood and sweat And forego all aspiration and just put everyone at odds If idle hands are the Devil's work, then where's the time for God's?
Joined: Wed February 06, 2013 2:47 am Posts: 17536 Location: Scooby Doo
Say yes to a real life ambition, say yes to our hopes and our plans Forget about your indecision, let's get the beast off our land A tree that can grow no longer, a beach that has got no sand I would pay out a king's ransom, if we could just understand Got your last meal, filled up with pesticide Hamburger chain third world infanticide Got robot car your jobs will disappear It's the politics of a brand new year Manhattanization is coming, open your eyes if you dare Carry us on to the crossroads, come to your senses and care
16 million, I can't hear you at all
Some say that's progress I say that's cruel
You may be safe in your hemisphere But there's so much junk in the stratosphere We got our eyes on the firmament, hands on the armaments Heads full of arguments, and words for our monuments
Joined: Thu November 21, 2013 10:01 pm Posts: 1847
A heart that's full up like a landfill A job that slowly kills you Bruises that won't heal You look so tired, unhappy Bring down the government They don't, they don't speak for us I'll take a quiet life A handshake of carbon monoxide With no alarms and no surprises No alarms and no surprises No alarms and no surprises Silent, silent
This is my final fit My final bellyache With no alarms and no surprises No alarms and no surprises No alarms and no surprises, please Such a pretty house And such a pretty garden No alarms and no surprises (Let me outta here) No alarms and no surprises (let me outta here) No alarms and no surprises, please (let me outta here)
_________________ I'm trying real hard to be the shepherd.
My first memory of music's from The time at JCPenney's with my mom The watermelon candy I was choking on Barbara screaming, "Someone help my son!" I relive it most times the radio's on That "tell me lies, sweet little white lies" song That's when I first saw the comedy won't stop for Even little boys dying in department stores
Joined: Wed January 02, 2013 2:02 am Posts: 15145 Location: Gigatown
Oh my God. She's so hot. She's so flippin' hot. She's like a curry. I want to tell her how hot she is, but she'll think I'm being sexist. She's so hot she's making me sexist. Bitch.
Your Daddy was mad as hell He was mad at me and you When he tied that chain to the front of my car And pulled me out of that ditch that I slid into
Don't know what his problem is Why he keeps sending me away Don't know why I put up with this shit When you don't put out and Zip City's so far away
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Your Daddy is a deacon down at the Salem Church of Christ And he makes good money as long as Reynolds Wrap keeps everything wrapped up tight Your Mama's as good a wife and mama as she can be And your sister's putting that sweet stuff on everybody in town but me
Your brother was the first born Got 10 fingers and 10 toes And it's a damn good thing Cause he needs all 20 to keep the closet door closed
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May it's the 26-mile drive from Zip City to Colbert Heights Keeps my mind clean, gets me through the night Maybe you're just a destination, a place for me to go Keeps me from having to deal with my 17-year-old mind all alone
Keep your drawers on girl, it ain't worth the fight By the time you drop 'em I'll be gone And you'll be right where they fall The rest of your life
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You say you're tired of me taking you for granted Waiting up 'til the last minute To call you up and see What you wanna do
But you're only 15, girl You ain't got no secretary And for granted's a mighty big word For a country girl like you
I think that's just your daddy talking 'Cause he knows that blood red carpet at the Salem Church of Christ Ain't gonna ever see no wedding Between me and you
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Zip City, it's a good thing that they built a wall around you Zip up to Tennessee, zip back down to Alabama Got 350 heads on a 305 engine, I get 10 miles to the gallon I ain't got no good intentions
Joined: Thu February 02, 2017 10:39 am Posts: 5626 Location: Most likely at the office...
Never thought about the world without you, and I promise that I'll never say a bad word about you. I thought I saw you yesterday, But I knew it wasn't you, 'cause you passed away, Dad... Looked just like you, Strange things my imagination might do, Take a breath, reflect on what we been through, Or am I just going crazy 'cause I miss you?
Joined: Mon March 18, 2013 11:48 pm Posts: 5223 Location: A Dark Place
Calling all frat boys to trade in their hazing Their keggers and cocaine And casual date raping For cabinet appointments And rose garden tapings Backwoods, backwoods, backwoods, nation
Joined: Wed February 06, 2013 2:47 am Posts: 17536 Location: Scooby Doo
Pedro lives out of the Wilshire Hotel he looks out a window without glass The walls are made of cardboard, newspapers on his feet his father beats him 'cause he's too tired to beg
He's got 9 brothers and sisters they're brought up on their knees it's hard to run when a coat hanger beats you on the thighs Pedro dreams of being older and killing the old man but that's a slim chance he's going to the boulevard
He's going to end up, on the dirty boulevard he's going out, to the dirty boulevard He's going down, to the dirty boulevard
This room cost 2, 000 dollars a month you can believe it man it's true somewhere a landlord's laughing till he wets his pants No one here dreams of being a doctor or a lawyer or anything they dream of dealing on the dirty boulevard
Give me your hungry, your tired your poor I'll piss on 'em that's what the Statue of Bigotry says Your poor huddled masses, let's club 'em to death and get it over with and just dump 'em on the boulevard
Get to end up, on the dirty boulevard going out, to the dirty boulevard He's going down, on the dirty boulevard going out
Outside it's a bright night there's an opera at Lincoln Center movie stars arrive by limousine The klieg lights shoot up over the skyline of Manhattan but the lights are out on the Mean Streets
A small kid stands by the Lincoln Tunnel he's selling plastic roses for a buck The traffic's backed up to 39th street the TV whores are calling the cops out for a suck
And back at the Wilshire, Pedro sits there dreaming he's found a book on magic in a garbage can He looks at the pictures and stares at the cracked ceiling "At the count of 3" he says, "I hope I can disappear" And fly fly away, from this dirty boulevard
I want to fly, from dirty boulevard I want to fly, from dirty boulevard I want to fly-fly-fly-fly, from dirty boulevard I want to fly away I want to fly Fly, fly away I want to fly Fly-fly away (Fly a-) fly-fly-fly (-way, ooohhh...) Fly-fly away (I want to fly-fly away) fly away (I want to fly, wow-woh, no, fly away)
Red red red red red red red red redneck Well the boys 'round here don't listen to The Beatles Run ole Bocephus through a jukebox needle At a honky-tonk, where their boots stomp All night what? (That's right) Yeah, and what they call work, digging in the dirt Gotta get it in the ground 'fore the rain come down To get paid, to get the girl In your 4 wheel drive (A country boy can survive)
Yeah the boys 'round here Drinking that ice cold beer Talkin' 'bout girls, talkin' 'bout trucks Runnin' them red dirt roads out, kicking up dust The boys 'round here Sending up a prayer to the man upstairs Backwoods legit, don't take no shit Chew tobacco, chew tobacco, chew tobacco, spit
Aw heck Red red red red red red red red red red redneck
Well the boys 'round here, they're keeping it country Ain't a damn one know how to do the dougie (You don't do the dougie?) No, not in Kentucky But these girls 'round here yep, they still love me Yeah, the girls 'round here, they all deserve a whistle Shakin' that sugar, sweet as Dixie crystal They like that y'all and southern drawl And just can't help it cause they just keep fallin'
For the boys 'round here Drinking that ice cold beer Talkin' 'bout girls, talkin' 'bout trucks Runnin' them red dirt roads out, kicking up dust The boys 'round here Sending up a prayer to the man upstairs Backwoods legit, don't take no shit Chew tobacco, chew tobacco, chew tobacco, spit
Let me hear you say (Ooh let's ride) Through the country side (Ooh let's ride) Down to the river side
Hey now girl, hop inside Me and you gonna take a little ride to the river Let's ride (That's right) Lay a blanket on the ground Kissing and the crickets is the only sound We out of town Have you ever got down with a Red red red red red red red red red red redneck? Do you wanna get down with a, Red red red red red red red red red red redneck? Girl you gotta get down
With the boys 'round here Drinking that ice cold beer Talkin' 'bout girls, talkin' 'bout trucks Runnin' them red dirt roads out, kicking up dust The boys 'round here Sending up a prayer to the man upstairs Backwoods legit, don't take no shit Chew tobacco, chew tobacco, chew tobacco, spit
Red red red red red red red red redneck (Ooh let's ride) I'm one of them boys 'round here (Ooh let's ride) Red red red red red red red red redneck (Ooh let's ride)
Well all I'm thinkin' 'bout is you and me, how we'll be So come on girl, hop inside Me and you, we're gonna take a little ride Lay a blanket on the ground Kissing and the crickets is the only sound We out of town Girl you gotta get down with a Come on through the country side Down to the river side
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