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I passed out on the fourteenth floor

the CPR was so erotic

a blizzard blew in through the door

and she had little glowing cum buckets in her ankles

 

O Dallas you shine with an evil light

O Dallas you shine with an evil light

How'd you turn a billion steers

into buildings made of mirrors,

and why am I drawn to you tonight?

 

Once you taste the geometry of a church in a cul-de-sac

you're gonna want to sit with the bad kids in the back

Cruising down Commerce

killing time in the blazing sun

Is it true your analyst was a placekicker for the Falcons?

 

We saw B.B.King on General Hospital

in the Oak Cliff dramhouse where we stayed

and when Clancy whipped her with his belt buckle

he cleaned her cuts and then we prayed

 

O Dallas you shine with an evil light

Don't you know that God stays up all night?

And how did you turn a billion steers

into buildings made of mirrors,

and why am I drawn to you tonight?

 

Watching the makeup girls make out with the mannequins

"Hey boys, supper's on me, our record just went aluminum"

 

Poor as a mouse every morning

rich as a cat every night

Some kind of strange magic happens

when the city turns on her lights

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I passed out on the fourteenth floor

the CPR was so erotic

a blizzard blew in through the door

and little glowing cum buckets in her ankles


O Dallas you shine with an evil light

O Dallas you shine with an evil light

How'd you turn a billion steers

into buildings made of mirrors,

and why am I drawn to you tonight?


Once you taste the geometry of a church in a cul-de-sac

you're gonna want to sit with the bad kids in the back

Cruising down Commerce

killing time in the blazing sun

Is it true your analyst was a placekicker for the Falcons?


We saw B.B.King on General Hospital

in the Oak Cliff dramhouse where we stayed

and when Clancy whipped her with his belt buckle

he cleaned her cuts and then we prayed


O Dallas you shine with an evil light

Don't you know that God stays up all night?

And how did you turn a billion steers

into buildings made of mirrors,

and why am I drawn to you tonight?


Watching the makeup girls make out with the mannequins

"Hey boys, supper's on me, our record just went aluminum"


Poor as a mouse every morning

rich as a cat every night

Some kind of strange magic happens

when the city turns on her lights

 

 

nice...who dat?

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The Mountain Goats. I could post almost any song, but I'll post this one.

 

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Window facing an ill-kept front yard

Plums on the tree heavy with nectar

Prayers to summon the destroying angel

Moon stuttering in the sky like film stuck in a projector

And you

You

 

Twin prop airplanes passing loudly overhead

Road to the airport two lanes clear

Half the whole town gone for the summer

Terrible silence coming down here

And you

You

 

There is no deadline

There is no schedule

There is no plan we can fall back on

The road this far can't be retraced

There is no punch line anybody can tack on

There are loose ends by the score

What did I come down here for?

You

You

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One summer evening drunk to hell

I sat there nearly lifeless

An old man in the corner sang

Where the water lilies grow

And on the jukebox Johnny sang

About a thing called love

And it's how are you kid and what's your name

And how would you bloody know?

In blood and death 'neath a screaming sky

I lay down on the ground

And the arms and legs of other men

Were scattered all around

Some cursed, some prayed, some prayed then cursed

Then prayed and bled some more

And the only thing that I could see

Was a pair of brown eyes that was looking at me

But when we got back, labeled parts one to three

There was no pair of brown eyes waiting for me

 

And a rovin' a rovin' a rovin' I'll go

For a pair of brown eyes

 

I looked at him he looked at me

All I could do was hate him

While Ray and Philomena sang

Of my elusive dream

I saw the streams, the rolling hills

Where his brown eyes were waiting

And I thought about a pair of brown eyes

That waited once for me

So drunk to hell I left the place

Sometimes crawling sometimes walking

A hungry sound came across the breeze

So I gave the walls a talking

And I heard the sounds of long ago

From the old canal

And the birds were whistling in the trees

Where the wind was gently laughing

 

And a rovin' a rovin' a rovin' I'll go

For a pair of brown eyes

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call me lame, see if i care

 

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i like cryptic lyrics as much as riffy, but sometimes you just need in your face blunt lyrics. i think this song captures this moment that everyone has had very well.

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Love this one, "Predicting the Rain" by The Slip, I think it's by Brad Barr. Love the references to the German children's song "There's a Whole in My Bucket". The lyrics change depending on the performance (it's not recorded on any album of theirs).

 

http://grooveshark.com/#/search?q=predicting%20the%20rain

 

Here is a picture of you in the rain

Your paper umbrella, in your mouth sugarcane

But nothing so beautiful ever remains

 

Well sometimes I feel like a walking frame

Does anyone really outrun their pain

You're offered like Isaac, and let off the same

You were the worst at Predicting the Rain.

 

Drive me to Westport, drop me on the wing

You're home for the weekend, you don't miss a thing

like the people in coffee shops, nicotine rings

 

Well holding somebody can hold you in chains

Dear Liza, Dear Henry, could you please explain

There's a hole in the bucket, but no one to blame

So fix it, the friendship, but people must change

it flows out of the bucket, and out of my veins

You were the worst at Predicting the Rain.

 

Saturday, Sunday, I'll drive all the way.

I know there was something you couldn't just say

about everyone telling you how to behave

 

Well I know you're a Leo, you got dues you must pay

I wish I could be there, and feel the same way

but it's not my constitution to throw it that way,

and in seeing your mystery there's one thing I'll say

You got everyone 'round you starting to pray

You were the worst at remembering names

 

Roots upon pillows upon logic upon light

You gamble the moment your eyes are given sight

and waiting is nothing compared to the night

 

When holding somebody can mix up your brain

When loving and leaving are one in the same

Dear Liza, Dear Henry, could you please explain

There's a hole in the bucket, but the bucket remains

as a fixture of friendship, but people must change

it flows out of the bucket and out of my veins

You were the worst at Predicting the Rain

 

Also, love this one, "Back in Fifteen Minutes" by Nathan Moore

 

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Love the line "St. Peter, here's all my money, forget you saw me/just put me back in what I had on."

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Everybody knows that the dice are loaded

Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed

Everybody knows that the war is over

Everybody knows the good guys lost

Everybody knows the fight was fixed

The poor stay poor, the rich get rich

That's how it goes

Everybody knows

Everybody knows that the boat is leaking

Everybody knows that the captain lied

Everybody got this broken feeling

Like their father or their dog just died

 

Everybody talking to their pockets

Everybody wants a box of chocolates

And a long stem rose

Everybody knows

 

Everybody knows that you love me baby

Everybody knows that you really do

Everybody knows that you've been faithful

Ah give or take a night or two

Everybody knows you've been discreet

But there were so many people you just had to meet

Without your clothes

And everybody knows

 

Everybody knows, everybody knows

That's how it goes

Everybody knows

 

Everybody knows, everybody knows

That's how it goes

Everybody knows

 

And everybody knows that it's now or never

Everybody knows that it's me or you

And everybody knows that you live forever

Ah when you've done a line or two

Everybody knows the deal is rotten

Old Black Joe's still pickin' cotton

For your ribbons and bows

And everybody knows

 

And everybody knows that the Plague is coming

Everybody knows that it's moving fast

Everybody knows that the naked man and woman

Are just a shining artifact of the past

Everybody knows the scene is dead

But there's gonna be a meter on your bed

That will disclose

What everybody knows

 

And everybody knows that you're in trouble

Everybody knows what you've been through

From the bloody cross on top of Calvary

To the beach of Malibu

Everybody knows it's coming apart

Take one last look at this Sacred Heart

Before it blows

And everybody knows

 

Everybody knows, everybody knows

That's how it goes

Everybody knows

 

Oh everybody knows, everybody knows

That's how it goes

Everybody knows

 

Everybody knows

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[video=youtube;NLMoDU9Tl_E]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NLMoDU9Tl_E

 

A New Kind Of Water

 

Eat, drink and be merry

for tomorrow we die.

Eat electricity,

drink five of the seven seas

Here is a paralyzed sleet.

Here is a bubble bath rain.

Acrid stench and festering tongue.

New York, Moscow, Nairobi in flames.

 

I don't know either, what is the answer?

We were told to expect more,

and now that we've got more

we want more, we want more.

 

We have moved from a to x.

This welfare state is our progress.

The size of it all carries us all along.

More equals better, it's what we want.

Our energy is endless it seems.

It's there when we need it,

We've got men on the job

 

We finance clinics to research

a cure for cancer, our least vague fear.

A new kind of water,

a new way of breathing.

Always somehow a wonder cure-all

turns up when we need it,

we've got men on the job.

 

You know from experience

the creature comforts, a house that's warm.

Your body would choose all this

of course! It's innate we're selfish,

but what if there's not enough to go around?

Defense is needed,

we've got some odd men in odd jobs

 

We have moved from A to Z.

This nuclear state is our demise.

Fly away peter, hide away Paul.

Who can watch as the earth burns, shatters and dies?

Fail-safe, foolproof, we've heard that before.

Good sense is needed,

let's hope we've got men on the job.

 

The size of it all carries us all along.

More equals better, it's what we want.

You know this from experience.

Your body would choose all this.

 

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:love:

 

I may not always love you

But as long as there are stars above you

You never need to doubt it

I'll make you so sure about it

 

God only knows what I'd be without you

 

If you should ever leave me

Though life would still go on believe me

The world could show nothing to me

So what good would living do me

 

God only knows what I'd be without you

 

God only knows what I'd be without you

 

If you should ever leave me

Well life would still go on believe me

The world could show nothing to me

So what good would living do me

 

God only knows what I'd be without you

God only knows what I'd be without you

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Some of my fav verses of the last year...

 

"We watched the end of the century

Compressed on a tiny screen

A dead star collapsing and we could see

That something was ending

Are you through pretending

We saw its signs in the suburbs

 

You could never have predicted

That he could see through you

Kasparov, Deep Blue, nineteen-ninety six

Your mind's pulling tricks now

The show is over so take a bow

We're living in the shadows

 

Hey

Put the cellphone down for a while

In the night there is something wild

Can you hear it breathing?

And hey

Put the laptop down for a while

In the night there is something wild

I feel it, it's leaving me"

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Some of my fav verses of the last year...


"We watched the end of the century

Compressed on a tiny screen

A dead star collapsing and we could see

That something was ending

Are you through pretending

We saw its signs in the suburbs


You could never have predicted

That he could see through you

Kasparov, Deep Blue, nineteen-ninety six

Your mind's pulling tricks now

The show is over so take a bow

We're living in the shadows


Hey

Put the cellphone down for a while

In the night there is something wild

Can you hear it breathing?

And hey

Put the laptop down for a while

In the night there is something wild

I feel it, it's leaving me"

 

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Living on the road my friend

Was gonna keep you free and clean

Now you wear your skin like iron

Your breath's as hard as kerosene

You weren't your mama's only boy

But her favorite one it seems

She began to cry when you said goodbye

And sank into your dreams

 

Pancho was a bandit boys

His horse was fast as polished steel

Wore his gun outside his pants

For all the honest world to feel

Pancho met his match you know

On the deserts down in Mexico

Nobody heard his dying words

That's the way it goes

 

All the federales say

They could have had him any day

They only let him hang around

Out of kindness I suppose

 

Lefty he can't sing the blues

All night long like he used to

The dust that Pancho bit down south

Ended up in Lefty's mouth

The day they laid poor Pancho low

Lefty split for Ohio

Where he got the bread to go

There ain't nobody knows

 

All the federales say

They could have had him any day

They only let him slip away

Out of kindness I suppose

 

The poets tell how Pancho fell

Lefty's livin' in a cheap hotel

The desert's quiet and Cleveland's cold

So the story ends we're told

Pancho needs your prayers it's true,

But save a few for Lefty too

He just did what he had to do

Now he's growing old

 

A few gray federales say

They could have had him any day

They only let him go so wrong

Out of kindness I suppose

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Living on the road my friend

Was gonna keep you free and clean

Now you wear your skin like iron

Your breath's as hard as kerosene

You weren't your mama's only boy

But her favorite one it seems

She began to cry when you said goodbye

And sank into your dreams


Pancho was a bandit boys

His horse was fast as polished steel

Wore his gun outside his pants

For all the honest world to feel

Pancho met his match you know

On the deserts down in Mexico

Nobody heard his dying words

That's the way it goes


All the federales say

They could have had him any day

They only let him hang around

Out of kindness I suppose


Lefty he can't sing the blues

All night long like he used to

The dust that Pancho bit down south

Ended up in Lefty's mouth

The day they laid poor Pancho low

Lefty split for Ohio

Where he got the bread to go

There ain't nobody knows


All the federales say

They could have had him any day

They only let him slip away

Out of kindness I suppose


The poets tell how Pancho fell

Lefty's livin' in a cheap hotel

The desert's quiet and Cleveland's cold

So the story ends we're told

Pancho needs your prayers it's true,

But save a few for Lefty too

He just did what he had to do

Now he's growing old


A few gray federales say

They could have had him any day

They only let him go so wrong

Out of kindness I suppose

 

Townes Van Zandt. :thu:

 

[video=youtube;RLWo0oyDp1A]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RLWo0oyDp1A

 

I prefer this one though, less hokey somehow.....

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I've heard of pious men, and I've heard of dirty fiends,

But you don't often hear of us ones in between.

And I've heard of creatures who eat their babies,

And I wonder if they stop to think about the taste.

 

- Sunset Rubdown "Us Ones in Between"

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I love a lot of The National's lyrics, as well as The Antlers' lyrics. For example:

 

The National - Slow Show

 

Standing at the punch table swallowing punch

Can't pay attention to the sound of anyone

A little more stupid, a little more scared

Every minute more unprepared

 

I made a mistake in my life today

Everything I love gets lost in dreams

I want to start over, I want to be winning

Way out of sync from the beginning

 

I wanna hurry home to you

Put on a slow, dumb show for you

And crack you up

So you can put a blue ribbon on my brain

God I'm very very frightening

I'll overdo it

 

Looking for somewhere to stand and stay

I leaned on the wall and the wall leaned away

Can I get a minute of not being nervous

And not thinking of my dick

My leg is sparkles, my leg is pins

I better get my {censored} together, better gather my {censored} in

You could drive a car through my head in five minutes

From one side of it to the other

 

I wanna hurry home to you

Put on a slow, dumb show for you

Crack you up

So you can put a blue ribbon on my brain

God I'm very very frightening

I'll overdo it

 

You know I dreamed about you

For twenty-nine years before I saw you

You know I dreamed about you

I missed you for

For twenty-nine years

 

The Antlers - Two

 

In the middle of the night I was sleeping sitting up

When a doctor came to tell me, "Enough is enough"

 

He brought me out into the hall (I could have sworn it was haunted)

And told me something that I didn't know that I wanted to hear:

That there was nothing that I could do to save you

The choir's going to sing, and this thing is going to kill you

Something in my throat made my next words shake

And something in the wires made the lightbulbs break

There was glass inside my feet and raining down from the ceiling

It opened up the scars that had just finished healing

It tore apart the canyon running down your femur

(I thought that it was beautiful, it made me a believer)

And as it opened I could hear you howling from your room

But I hid out in the hall until the hurricane blew

When I reappeared and tried to give you something for the pain

You came to hating me again and just sang your refrain

 

You had a new dream, it was more like a nightmare

You were just a little kid, and they cut your hair

Then they stuck you in machines, you came so close to dying

They should have listened, they thought that you were lying

Daddy was an asshole, he {censored}ed you up

Built the gears in your head, now he greases them up

And no one paid attention when you just stopped eating

"Eighty-seven pounds!" and this all bears repeating

 

Tell me when you think that we became so unhappy

Wearing silver rings with nobody clapping

When we moved here together we were so disappointed

Sleeping out of tune with our dreams disjointed

It killed me to see you getting always rejected

But I didn't mind the things you threw, the phones I deflected

I didn't mind you blaming me for your mistakes

I just held you in the door-frame through all of the earthquakes

But you packed up your clothes in that bag every night

And I would try to grab your ankles (what a pitiful sight)

But after over a year, I stopped trying to stop you

From stomping out that door

Coming back like you always do

Well no one's going to fix it for us, no one can

You say that, "No one's going to listen, and no one understands"

 

So there's no open doors and there's no way to get through

There's no other witnesses, just us two

 

There's two people living in one small room

From your two half-families tearing at you

Two ways to tell the story (no one worries)

Two silver rings on our fingers in a hurry

Two people talking inside your brain

Two people believing that I'm the one to blame

Two different voices coming out of your mouth

While I'm too cold to care and too sick to shout

 

You had a new dream, it was more like a nightmare

You were just a little kid, and they cut your hair

Then they stuck you in machines, you came so close to dying

They should have listened, they thought that you were lying

Daddy was an asshole, he {censored}ed you up

Built the gears in your head, now he greases them up

And no one paid attention when you just stopped eating

"Eighty-seven pounds!" and this all bears repeating

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