Thursday, August 28, 2008

Orange Juice Jones - The Rain



Orange Juice Jones - The Rain

I saw you (and him)
Walking in the rain
You were holding hands
And I'll never be the same.

Tossing and turning another sleepless night
The rain crashes against my window pane
Jumped into my car didn't drive too far
That moment I knew I would never be the same.

I saw you (and him)
Walking in the rain
You were holding hands
And I'll never be the same.
I saw you (and him)
Walking in the rain
You were holding hands
And I'll never be the same.

Now here you are begging to me
To give our love another try
Girl I love you and I always will
But darling right now I've got to say goodbye 'cause

I saw you (and him)
Walking in the rain
You were holding hands
And I'll never be the same.
I saw you (and him)
Walking in the rain
You were holding hands
And I'll never be the same.

(I saw you)
Hey hey baby how ya doin' come on in here
(Walking in the rain)
Got some hot chocolate on the stove waiting for you
Listen first things first let me hang up the coat
(You were holding hands and I'll)
Yeah how was your day today
Did you miss me
(Never be the same)
You did? Yeah? I missed you too
I missed you so much I followed you today
(I saw you)
That's right now close your mouth
'Cause you cold busted
(Walking in the rain)
Now just sit down here, sit down here
I'm so upset with you I don't know what to do
(You were holding hands and I'll)
My first impulse was to run up on you
And do a Rambo
(Never be the same)
Whip out the jammy and flat blast both of you
But I didn't wanna mess up
this thirty-seven hundred dollar lynx coat
So instead I chilled -- that's right chilled
I went to the bank and took out every dime.
Than I canceled all those credit cards, yeah, all your charge accounts
I stuck you up for every piece of jewelery
I ever bought you! That's right, everything, everything.
Don't go lookin' in that closet
Everything you came here with
Is packed up and waiting for you in the guest room.
What was you thinking about?
What you trying to prove
You don't mess with the Juice!
I gave you silk suits, blue diamonds and gucci handbags.
I gave you things you couldn't even pronounce!
But now I can't give you nothing but advice.
Cause you're still young, that's right you still young.
I hope you learn a valuable lesson from all this
And you're gonna find somebody like me one of these days
Until then, you know what you gotta do?
You gotta get on outta here
With that alley-cat-coat-wearing,
Hush-puppy-shoe-wearing crumbcake I saw you with.
Cause you dismissed!
That's right, silly rabbit,
Tricks are made for kids, don't you know that.
You without me is like corn flake without the milk!
This is my world.
You're just a squirrel trying to get a nut!
Now get on outta here.
Scat! Don't touch that coat...

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Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Shearwater - Leviathon, Bound



Shearwater - Leviathon, Bound

The hollow light
Is still on the fields
Where the winter has warmed
And the snows have drained away
And the hunter's cry
Is still on the air
As the bullet flies home
But the heart that's pierced with it
Still is racing
Still is racing, alone.

The silver shoals
Of the light in the deep
Brush the glitterin skein
Where the great, dark body writhes
And the trembling jaw
The unfathoming sounds
Of leviathan, bound
As his heart, though weakening
Still is racing
Still is racing, alone

You are racing
You are racing,
Alone.

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Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Bob Dylan - If You See Her, Say Hello



Bob Dylan - If You See Her, Say Hello

If you see her, say hello, she might be in Tangier
She left here last early spring, is livin' there, I hear
Say for me that I'm all right though things get kind of slow
She might think that I've forgotten her, don't tell her it isn't so.

We had a falling-out, like lovers often will
And to think of how she left that night, it still brings me a chill
And though our separation, it pierced me to the heart
She still lives inside of me, we've never been apart.

If you get close to her, kiss her once for me
I always have respected her for busting out and gettin' free
Oh, whatever makes her happy, I won't stand in the way
Though the bitter taste still lingers on from the night I tried to make her stay.

I see a lot of people as I make the rounds
And I hear her name here and there as I go from town to town
And I've never gotten used to it, I've just learned to turn it off
Either I'm too sensitive or else I'm gettin' soft.

Sundown, yellow moon, I replay the past
I know every scene by heart, they all went by so fast
If she's passin' back this way, I'm not that hard to find
Tell her she can look me up if she's got the time.

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Friday, August 22, 2008

Handsome Boy Modeling School - Rock and Roll (Could Never Hip-Hop Like This)



When you asked talented men making music it’s something.
But when they are from the one family, well it’s worth hearing.
And what’s more -
They are brothers as well.

Ladies and Gentlemen
Check it out y’all

Back by popular demand
Check it out y’all
Are they crazy
Once again
Automator, Automator, Automator on the fader
Check it out y’all
Just listen to this.

Check it out y’all
Ch-Check it out y’all
And rock & roll could never ever hip-hop like this
Ch-Check it out y’all
And rock & roll could never ever hip-hop like this
Ch-Check it out y’all
And rock & roll could never ever hip-hop like this
Ch-Check it out y’all
And rock & roll could never ever hip-hop like this

Ch-Check it out y’all
And rock & roll could never ever hip-hop like this
Ch-Check it out y’all
And rock & roll could never ever hip-hop like this
Ch-Check it out y’all
And rock & roll could never ever hip-hop like this
Ch-Check it out y’all
And rock & roll could never ever hip-hop like this

And rock & roll could never ever hip-hop like this

Dear Ms. Bowers,
Spring is here and we are as always ready to serve you.
Although you have not used your charge accounts for some time
It is still at your service and provides a way to purchase
Some of the new clothes you may need
Our spring dresses, suits, coats, are beautiful
And the value unusually good.

Ch-Check it out y’all
And rock & roll could never ever hip-hop like this
Ch-Check it out y’all
And rock & roll could never ever hip-hop like this
Ch-Check it out y’all
And rock & roll could never ever hip-hop like this
Ch-Check it out y’all
And rock & roll could never ever hip-hop like this
Ch-Check it out y’all
And rock & roll could never ever hip-hop like this
Ch-Check it out y’all
And rock & roll could never ever hip-hop like this
Ch-Check it out y’all
And rock & roll could never ever hip-hop like this
Ch-Check it out y’all
And rock & roll could never ever hip-hop like this

Thursday, August 21, 2008

Kraftwerk - The Robots




We're charging our battery
And now we're full of energy
We are the robots

We're functioning automatik
And we are dancing mechanik
We are the robots

Ja tvoi sluga
Ja tvoi Rabotnik robotnik

We are programmed just to do
anything you want us to
we are the robots

We're functioning automatic
and we are dancing mechanic
we are the robots

Ja tvoi sluga
Ja tvoi Rabotnik robotnik

We are the robots 

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Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Sam and Dave - Small Portion of Your Love




Just a small portion of your love winds me up like a clock
Just a small portion of your love, I'm like a river a-runnin' never stop
Oh just a little bit goes a long way
Just as long as I get a little, each and every day

Just a small portion of your love seems to move my troubles away
Just a small portion of your love and I'll go to work all for no pay
Oh your love that's so fine, and oh how it soothe my time
But goin' out, get you, give me peace of mind

Ooo baby, you don't know what you do for me
Ooo baby, I don't have no misery

Just a small portion of your love, just a small portion of your love
Ooo baby, you don't know what you do for me
Ooo baby, I don't have no misery

Just a small portion of your love (that's all I'll ever need)
Just a small portion of your love (just a teeny weeny bit)
I need a small portion of your love

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Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Tim Fite - Away From the Snakes

photo by julie barros



Heavens to Betsy, the man's out to get me.
He's raising my rent and taking my money
While the rich get rich, us poor don't get shit
Except shit on by rich men and shit on by women
And shit on by everyone shitting

Is there a place where I can go
Away from the snakes and the liars?

Heavens to Betsy, the man's out to get me.
He's fucking my wife while he's counting my money.
While the rich get rich, us poor don't get shit
Except shit on by rich men who shit on their women.

Is there a place where I can go, 
Away from the snakes and the liars?
Down by the lake where the wild wind blows
Free from the weight of desire

Is there a place where I can go
Where the rich don't get rich, and the poor don't get shit on
By everyone shitting?

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Friday, August 15, 2008

Tex Ritter - Deck of Cards



Tex Ritter - Deck of Cards

During the North African campaign,
A bunch of soldier boys had been on a long hike,
And they arrived in a little town called Casino.

The next morning, being Sunday,several of the boys went to church.
A Sargent commanded the boys in church,
And after the chaplain had read the prayer,
The text was taken up next.

Those of the boys who had a prayer books took them out,
But, this one boy had only a deck of cards,
And so he spread them out.

The Sargent saw the cards and said, "Soldier, put away those cards".
After the services were over, the soldier was taken prisoner,
And brought before the Provost Marshall.
The marshall said " Sergeant, why have you brought this man here?"
"For playing cards in church Sir."
"And what have you to say for yourself Son?"
"Much, Sir," replied the soldier.
The marshall said, " I hope so, for if not,
I shall punish you more than any man was ever punished."

The soldier said, "Sir, I have been on the march for about six days,
I have neither Bible nor prayerbook, but I hope to satisfy you, Sir,
With the purity of my intentions."
And with that, the boy started his story.

"You see sir, when I look at the Ace,
It reminds me that there is but one God,
And the deuce, reminds me that the bible is divided
Into two parts, the old and the new testament.
When I see the trey, I think of the Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost.
And when I see the four,I think of the four Evangelists who preached
The Gospel There was Matthew, Mark, Luke and John.

And when I see the five, it reminds me of the five wise virgins
Who trimmed their lamps, there were ten of them,
Five were wise and were saved,
Five were foolish
and were shut out.
When I see the six, it reminds me that in six days,
God made this great Heaven and Earth.
When I see the seven, it reminds me that on the seventh day,
God rested from His great work.
And when I see the eight, I think of the eight righteous persons
God saved when he destroyed this Earth.
There was Noah, his wife, their three sons, and their wives.
And when I see the nine, I think of the lepers our Saviour cleansed,
And, nine out of the ten, didn't even thank him.
When I see the ten, I think of the ten commandments,
God handed down to Moses on a table of stone.

When I see the king, it reminds me that there is but one King of Heaven,
God Almighty.
And when I see the Queen, I think of the Blessed Virgin Mary,
Who is Queen of Heaven, and the Jack of Knaves is the Devil.

When I count the number of spots in a deck of cards,
I find 365, the number of days in a year.
There are 52 cards, the number of weeks in a year.
There are four suits, the number of weeks in a month.
There are twelve picture cards, the number of months in a year.
There are thirteen tricks, the number of weeks in a quarter.
So, you see Sir, my pack of cards serves me as a Bible,
An Almanac, and a prayerbook.
And Friends, the story is true, I know,
I was that soldier.

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Thursday, August 14, 2008

Beirut - Nantes



Beirut - Nantes

Well it's been a long time, long time now
Since I've seen you smile
And I'll gamble away my fright
And I'll gamble away my time
And in a year, a year or so
This will slip into the sea
Well it's been a long time, long time now
Since I've seen you smile

Nobody raise their voices
Just another night to mourn to
Nobody raise their voices
Just another night to mourn to

Well it's been a long time, long time now
Since I've seen you smile
And I'll gamble away my fright
And I'll gamble away my time
And in a year, a year or so
This will slip into the sea
Well it's been a long time, long time now
Since I've seen you smile

Nobody raise their voices
Just another night to mourn to
Nobody raise their voices
Just another night to mourn to

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Wednesday, August 13, 2008

De La Soul - A Roller Skating Jam Named "Saturdays"



De La Soul - A Roller Skating Jam Named "Saturdays"

Girl meets boy on Thursday night
Boy was high, girl fly like kite
They hold hands until next day
Boy then lets go, hit his way
Boy rules butt, brags to his boys
Erection brings bad boy joys
Boy thinks of that big fat back
Big black fat love, big black fat
Girl calls boy to stand him up on Saturday
Saturday

Saturday, it's a Saturday
It's a Saturday, it's a Saturday
Saturday, it's a Saturday
Saturday, it's a Saturday

Back once more with the wallop in the score
Must I ride and rip, should I make you rock your hip
Reviver of a roller-boogie in a rink
And sure to make you think about the times
To scope fun instead of fights
But diving from a piece of metal sure to take your life
Yo, slip your butt to the fix of this mix
Toss that briefcase, it's time to let loose
'Cause you've worked like heck to get the week in check
So unfasten that noose around your neck
Connected like a vibe from the wheel to the foot
Come on everybody dig the funky output

Five days you work
One whole day to play
Come on everybody, wear your rollerskates today
It's Saturday, Saturday
Saturday, it's Saturday
Saturday, it's Saturday
Saturday, it's Saturday

Now as you pump your fist I reminisce
To a bounce, rock, skate, roll
Fess to impress
Hey, pretty diamond, do you like the way I'm dressed
Cool, keep the faith and be my mate
'Cause all we need is feet
And rollerskates
But promote the hustle 'cause it keeps me thin
No need to talk, look who just walked in

Is there a Dred on skates?
Yes, man
So kick the wham on this jam
Oh Mr. Sprinkler, Mr. Sprinkler
Wet me for one, Mr. Sprinkler
I'm heatin' high-five in a daze, no split
With a yawn I trip to the dawn
Out comes the bodies following the one idea
It's clear, rattle to the roll
Hold back up the track, grab your rollerskates y'all
And let's zip on by
Zip-a-de-doo-dah, let's zip on by
Feed on a weed and we're feeling high
Sun is on thick and the cheese is rollin' quick
Come on, there's no time to hide
Season is twist, spinning and winning
No hackeysack, let let me in
Spill on the bottom away, but it's okay, huh
It's a Saturday

Now let's all get baked like Anita
Watch Mr. Lawnge, don't look at the peter
Feel on the fun, I'll feel on the
Hey, watch that!
It's a Saturday

Now is the time
To act the fool tonight
Forget about your worries and you will be all right
It's Saturday, Saturday
Saturday, it's Saturday
Saturday, it's Saturday
Saturday, it's Saturday
Saturday, Saturday
Saturday, Saturday
Saturday, Saturday
Saturday, Saturday

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Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Blue Oyster Cult - Burnin' For You

photo by jill russell


Blue Oyster Cult - Burnin' For You

Home in the valley
Home in the city
Home isn't pretty
Ain't no home for me

Home in the darkness
Home on the highway
Home isn't my way
Home will never be

Burn out the day
Burn out the night
I can't see no reason to put up a fight
I'm living for giving the devil his due

And I'm burning, I'm burning, I'm burning for you
I'm burning, I'm burning, I'm burning for you

Time is the essence
Time is the season
Time ain't no reason
Got no time to slow

Time everlasting
Time to play besides
Time ain't on my side
Time I'll never know

Burn out the day
Burn out the night
I'm not the one to tell you what's wrong or what's right
I've seen signs of what (freezing their eyes) went through

Well I'm burning, I'm burning, I'm burning for you
I'm burning, I'm burning, I'm burning for you

Burn out the day
Burn out the night
I can't see no reason to put up a fight
I'm living for giving the devil his due

And I'm burning, I'm burning, I'm burning for you
I'm burning, I'm burning, I'm burning for you

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Monday, August 11, 2008

Cibo Matto - Know Your Chicken

photo by michelle peck


Cibo Matto - Know Your Chicken

16 years ago, one day,
I was walking down the street
I was cruising in brooklyn
You know what I mean?
Something was cooking,
But wasn't yet a chicken.

There was a man,
Selling chicks in a box.
He said, 2 for 1, but 3 for 2.
I said, thats not bad,
Heres money for you.
One was magenta,
The other was blue.

I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken
I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken
I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken
I know my chicken

One day, the blue one went away.
The other grew up fuckin well.
She was noisy every night.
I had always chicken-bite.

Then I met a lover
One night, she made me dinner.
Licking finger, I wondered
Where she got the chicken.
Then I met a lover.
One night, she made me dinner.
Licking finger, I wondered
Where she got the chicken.

I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken
I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken
I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken
I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken

Spare the rod and spoil the chick
Before you go and shit a brick.
Spare the rod and spoil the chick
Before you go and shit a brick
Spare the rod and spoil the chick
Before you go and shit a brick
Spare the rod and spoil the chick
Before you go and shit a brick

I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken
I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken
I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken
I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken

She went to college to study anatomy
I followed her fathers butchery
We got 2 babies. is it cool?
One was magenta, the other was blue.

I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken
I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken
I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken
I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken
I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken...

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Friday, August 8, 2008

Teddybears featuring Annie - Yours to Keep



Won't you call my private number?
We can go away for the summer

Won't you call my private number?
We can go away for the summer

Well I hear that you wanna ditch me
But you know I'm not such a bad seed.

Won't you come on down to the freak show?
You can sit and watch as my hair grows.

Cause I'm yours to keep if you want to
Cause I'm yours to keep if you want to

Won't you call my private number?
We can go away for the summer

Cause I'm yours to keep if you want to
Cause I'm yours to keep
Cause I'm yours to keep if you want to
Cause I'm yours to keep

Cause I'm yours to keep if you want to

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Thursday, August 7, 2008

Os Mutantes - A Minha Menina



Os Mutantes - A Minha Menina

Ela é minha menina
Eu sou o menino dela
Ela é o meu amor
E eu sou o amor todinho dela
A lua prateada se escondeu
E o sol dourado apareceu
Amanheceu um lindo dia
Cheirando a alegria
Pois eu sonhei
E acordei pensando nela
Pois ela é minha menina
E eu sou o menino dela
Ela é o meu amor
E eu sou o amor todinho dela

A roseira já deu rosas
E a rosa que eu ganhei foi ela
Por ela eu ponho o meu coração
Na frente da razão
E vou dizer
Pra todo mundo
Como eu gosto dela
Pois ela é minha menina
E eu sou o menino dela
Ela é o meu amor
E eu sou o amor todinho dela

Ela é minha menina
Eu sou o menino dela
Ela é o meu amor
E eu sou o amor todinho dela
A lua prateada se escondeu
E o sol dourado apareceu
Amanheceu um lindo dia
Cheirando a alegria
Pois eu sonhei
E acordei pensando nela
Pois ela é minha menina
E eu sou o menino dela
Ela é o meu amor
E eu sou o amor todinho dela

A roseira já deu rosas
E a rosa que eu ganhei foi ela
Por ela eu ponho o meu coração
Na frente da razão
E vou dizer
Pra todo mundo
Como eu gosto dela
Pois ela é minha menina
E eu sou o menino dela Ela é o meu amor
E eu sou o amor todinho dela
Minha menina,
Minha menina...

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Wednesday, August 6, 2008

Dirty Projectors - Gimme Gimme Gimme



Dirty Projectors - Gimme Gimme Gimme

Gimme, gimme gimme gimme some more,
Don't ask, don't ask don't ask what for,
Gimme, gimme gimme gimme some more,
Don't ask, don't ask don't ask what for,

Gimme, I need some more,
Gimme Gimme Gimme, don't ask what for,
Gimme, I need some more,
Gimme Gimme Gimme, don't ask what for,

Sitting here I'm a loaded gun, waiting to go off
I've got nothing to do but shoot my mouth up

Gimme, I need some more,
Gimme Gimme Gimme, don't ask what for,
Gimme, I need some more,
Gimme Gimme Gimme, don't ask what for,

Gimme, gimme gimme gimme some more,
Don't ask, don't ask don't ask what for,
Gimme, gimme gimme gimme some more,
Don't ask, don't ask don't ask what for,

I know that the world's got problems,
I've got problems of my own.
Not the kind that can't be solved
That can't be solved,
That can't be solved,
That can't be solved.

Gimme, I need some more,
Gimme Gimme Gimme, don't ask what for,
Gimme, I need some more,
Gimme Gimme Gimme, don't ask what for,
Gimme, I need some more,
Gimme Gimme Gimme, don't ask what for,
Gimme, I need some more,
Gimme Gimme Gimme, don't ask what for

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Tuesday, August 5, 2008

GangStarr - Check the Technique

photo by jill russell


GangStarr - Check the Technique

You puny protozoa, you're so minute you didn't know the
Gang has been watchin but instead of just squashin you
I'm scoopin you up out of the muck you wallow in
Like a chief chemist, other scientists are followin
Plannin to examine you, on a petrie dish
Sticking you and frickin you, just a teenie bit
I'm clever, with science, but never relyin
on false words from cowards who forever be tryin
Insistin they come off, I let 'em get some off
Then come back wit drum tracks, their ears could get numb off
Blockbustin, like makin love, I'll never stop thrustin
Into your system, so just listen
I'm like a neurosurgeon, operatin wit a purer version
I write prescriptions, of words that fit in
The thought gets prescribed, as I kick it live
Cause it's more that a style, it's conceptual genius
My effect on the scene is, to project that I mean this
You deadbeat, wait until you see my next feat
I get respect for the rep when I speak
Check the technique

Check the technique
Check the technique
Check the technique
Check the technique and see if you can follow it

I'm rushin you like a defensive end as I recommend
that you comprehend, I could stomp you in
a battle, contest, or war, what will occur
will be the forfeiture, of your immature
insecure for sure, meek, weak visions of grandeur
To rudely awaken you, and then'll be breakin you
Taxin without askin and trackin and snakin you
Makin you succumb to the drums of GangStarr
By far we are, truly gifted ones son
But if you were to speculate or estimate us losin
you'll be dyin, tryin to face the fate of your delusions
Cause miscalculation, is all you're statin
So I'm chumpin, puntin punks just like footballs
Cause I wanna put y'all, back in the messhall
to clean up the slop, and stop all the bullcrap
Your rap's crazy wack, so don't try to pull that
You're lackin the vernacular, I'm slappin ya and cappin ya
and closin your jaw, cause you can't mess with GangStarr
The Guru and Premier always dope with the blessed beats
Dance your ass off Hobbes, check the technique

Check the technique
Check the technique
Check the technique
Check the technique and see if you can follow it

"Bon voyage", "sayanora", "arrivederci"
Your ass gets busted doodoo mustard, you tried to work me
You irked me - because you copy and falsify
And I don't care how many step up, cause you all can try
To wish and fish for a style, here's a fishin rod
These rhymes are hittin hard, constantly I'm gettin large
Inevitably, I readily kick a slew
Of lyrics so deep, so don't sleep, but just peep me
Puttin methods on records and spinning for each millisecond
33 RPM's displays the art of men
And as my rhymin builds you see my time it's chill
..and then I look upon weak ones
I'm teachin each one so they become redone
Essays are relayed to twist you up like French braids
or tied up like corn braids, cause I got a strong way
Force like police raids to never be delayed
I once was the least paid but I made the grade
Cause this ain't a slave sale and I ain't the same stale
Rapper, no, I'm not a phony microphonist wit no blaster
No type of real appeal or real - talent
And it makes me violent man
To see all of these peewee bee MC wannabees
Makin G's for some dumb companies
And lots of money but no idea what is rap and what is dope
So check out what the Guru wrote
Cause I will prevail, give you tales as I unveil
Have enough braincells so I can stay paid well
Now I'm in the driver's seat, and rockin the liver beats
Bouncin and boomin and blastin you to the next seat
Sheik and unique with lots of kick like a cleat
Check the technique

chief unique technique
chief unique technique

Check the technique
Check the technique
Check the technique
Check the technique and see if you can follow it

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Monday, August 4, 2008

Dinosaur Jr. - Start Choppin'



Dinosaur Jr. - Start Choppin'

There's no goin' back to that
I'm so numb, can't even react
Didn't say it's not ok
But we aren't dealin' the same way
I ain't tellin' you a secret
I ain't tellin' you goodbye

It's the last thing on my mind
Still you won't let things unwind
Spinnin' tight around your head
Can't you hear a word I've said?
I ain't tellin' you a secret
I ain't tellin' you goodbye

When you call it's just not fair
It's the last thing you should share
I can't deal, I'll let you know
Still I wish you'd let it go
I ain't tellin' you a secret
I ain't tellin' you goodbye

I'm tellin' you for one last time
It's not just you, the problem's mine to hide
I waited as long as I could
If you need it, sure I would, that's fine

Well, there's no goin' back to that
I'm so numb can't even react
Didn't say it's not ok
But we aren't dealin' the same way
I ain't tellin' you a secret
I ain't tellin' you goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye

I'm tellin' you for one last time
It's not just you, the problem's mine to hide
I waited as long as I could
If you need it, sure I would, that's fine
I'm takin' away a lot of stuff
I'm tellin' you it's rough but not goodbye

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Friday, August 1, 2008

Mississippi John Hurt - Nobody's Dirty Business



Mississippi John Hurt - Nobody's Dirty Business

Ain't nobody's dirty business how my baby treat me,
Nobody's business but mine
Ain't nobody's doggone business how my baby treat me,
Nobody's business but my own

One of these mornings gonna wake up crazy,
Gonna grab my gun and kill my baby
Nobody's business but mine
Ain't nobody's doggone business how my baby treat me,
Nobody's business but my own

One of these mornings gonna wake up boozy,
Gonna grab my gun, gonna kill ol' Suzy
Nobody's business but mine
Going back to Pensacola, gonna find my babe and run him over
Nobody's business but my own

Say, babe, did you get that letter?
"If you take me back I'll treat you better"
Nobody's business but mine
Ain't nobody's doggone business how my baby treats me,
nobody's business but my own

Ain't nobody's dirty business how my baby treat me,
Nobody's business but my own
One of these mornings gonna wake up crazy,
Gonna grab my gun and kill my baby
Nobody's business but mine
Ain't nobody's doggone business how my baby treat me,
Nobody's business but my own

Ain't nobody's dirty business how my baby treat me,
Nobody's business but my own

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