Fiona Apple - Tymps (The Sick in the Head Song)

Fiona Apple - Tymps (The Sick in the Head Song)

Those boon times went bust
My feet of clay, they dried to dust
The red isn’t the red we painted its just rust
And the signature thing
That used to bring a following
I have trouble now even remembering

So why did I kiss him so hard
Late last Friday night
And keep on letting him change all my plans
I'm either so sick in the head
I need to be bled dry to quit
Or I just really used to love him
I sure hope that’s it

I knew that to keep in touch
Would do me deep in Dutch
Cuz it isn’t the rush of remembering
Its just mush
And that signature thing
Is only growing harrowing
I should have no trouble now
To keep from following

So why did I kiss him so hard
Late last Friday night
And keep on letting him change all my plans
I'm either so sick in the head
I need to be bled dry to quit
Or I just really used to love him
I sure hope that’s it

Those boon times went bust
My feet of clay, they dried to dust
The red isn’t the red we painted its just rust
And the signature thing
That used to bring a following
I have trouble now
Even remembering

So why did I kiss him so hard
Late last Friday night
And keep on letting him change all my plans
I'm either so sick in the head
I need to be bled dry, to quit
Or I just really used to love him
Or I just really used to love him
Or I just really used to love him
I sure hope that’s it

My Morning Jacket - The Bear

My Morning Jacket - The Bear

Its a bad idea, to go down to the pier by your self after dark.
It's a bad idea, cause they're down on their luck
And they've lost touch with their bleeding hearts.
Bad idea, cause I've felt that way and I know I shouldn't have gone.
The time is near,
To come forward with whatever killed your spark.
There's still time, for you,
To change your mind or whatever
Else you do there's still time whoaa

Rancid - Sidekick

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Rancid - Sidekick

I had a dream I was a vigilante's side kick
My name is Tim I'm a lesser known character
I had a dream I was a vigilante's side kick
Fighting crime in the streets together

Down in Oakland
Off of West Grant
St. Joseph relief poor program
A good place where good people get food
Help your fellow man a good thing to do
Government agency said be afraid of me
I'll shut your doors down and it won't phase me
Wolverine came through left the agent for dead
Put the doors back up, everyone was fed

I had a dream I was a vigilante's side kick
My name is Tim I'm a lesser- known character
I had a dream I was a vigilante's side kick
Fighting crime in the streets together

Do not build them abandoned buildings
It's nice to sleep when you got a ceiling
Neighborhood watch said we gotta put a stop
Can't have people living for free call the cops
Here come the swat team and the M-16
Shoot the walls in and destroy the building
Wolverine was sad and it made him mad
Every single cop got a bullet in the head

I had a dream I was a vigilante's side kick
My name is Tim I'm a lesser- known character
I had a dream I was a vigilante's side kick
Fighting crime in the streets together

The Mountain Goats - Lovecraft in Brooklyn

The Mountain Goats - Lovecraft in Brooklyn

Gonna be too hot to breath today
But everybody is out here on the streets
Somebody has opened up the fire hydrant
Cold water rushing out in sheets

Some kid in a Marcus Allen jersey
Asks me for a cigarette
Companionship is where you find it
So I take what I can get

Lovecraft on the Car Length fun house mirrors
Lovecraft in Brooklyn

Well the sun goes down
The armies of the voiceless
Several Hundred-thousand strong
Come without their bandages
Their voices raised in songs
When the street lights sputter out
They make this awful sizzling sound

I cast my gaze towards the pavement
Too many blood stains on the ground
Rhode Island drops into the Ocean
No place to call home anymore
Lovecraft in Brooklyn

Head outside most everyday to try to keep the wolves away
In every set of self if copenation come

Woke up afraid of my own shadow
Like, Genuinely afraid
Headed for the pawnshop
To buy myself a switchblade
Someday somethings coming
From way out beyond the stars
To kill us while we stand here
It will store our brains in mason jar
And then the girl behind the counter asks "How do you feel today?" and
I say, "I feel like Lovecraft in Brooklyn!"

Yeah!

The Reindeer Section - Grand Parade

The Reindeer Section - Grand Parade

I love the way I feel so calm although I can hardly wait.
I hear your voice, it feels like rain,
I’ve made my choice, I know.
I taste your skin, it melts and sings, yes, we can win, I’m sure.
I’ll see your heart like golden fire, it leads me on for good.

I love the way I feel so calm although I can hardly wait.
I hear your voice, it feels like rain,
I’ve made my choice, I know.
I taste your skin, it melts and sings, yes, we can win, I’m sure.
I’ll see your heart like golden fire, it leads me on for good.

Man Man - Ice Dogs

Man Man - Ice Dogs

Am I supposed to close my eyes as you walk away from me
Am I supposed to blind myself so I'll never have to see
You walking side by side with a different kind of man
Who'll redefine your body in ways I know I...
What if I don't want to go now
Will you come and put these eyes out for me...
So don't go and blame your mother for what's your father's fault
Or all of your daughters will turn out just like you
Bent on destruction and burning through their beauty
And looking beyond their years by the time they're only (twenty)...
And what if I don't want to go now
Will you come put these eyes out for me...
Oh c'est la vie please don't go and abandon me
When the bridge burns down and the bad blood tastes like wine on the wind
And they c'est beware of the man in shades
Beware beware of the man in shades beware
I stutter step my way across desert lakes to try and sweat the ghost of the past and
Lay my anchor at last at your feet
As they c'est beware of the man in shades
Beware beware of the man in shades beware I am the man in shades
Yes I am Ii am the man in shades
Yes I am I am the man in shades
Yes I am I am the man in shades
Yes I am

Bob Seger - Fire Lake

Bob Seger - Fire Lake

Who's gonna ride that chrome three wheeler
Who's gonna make that first mistake
Who wants to wear those gypsy leathers
All the way to fire lake
Who wants to break the news about uncle joe
You remember uncle joe
He was the one afraid to cut the cake
Who wants to tell poor aunt sarah
Joe's run off to fire lake
Joe's run off to fire lake

Who wants to brave those bronze beauties
Lying in the sun
With their long soft hair falling
Flying as they run
Oh they smile so shy
And they flirt so well
And they lay you down so fast
Till you look straight up and say
Oh lord
Am i really here at lost

Who wants to play those eights and aces
Who wants a raise
Who needs a stake
Who wants to take that long shot gamble
And head out to fire lake
Head out
Who wants to go to fire lake
And head out
Who wants to go to fire lake
Head out
Out to fire lake
Who's gonna do it

Okkervil River - Love to a Monster

Okkervil River - Love to a Monster

Lover, now that you've left me, I'm glad you're unlovely.
Becuase if you could take all the heat in your heart and just hang it from you,
I wouldn't be able to bear the way you cannot love me.
It's much easier of me make a monster out of you.

And so here I go, substituting the glow from your temples,
all our sighs and our trembles, and each last letter sent you
from the cheap little pen of this weak little man
- the one singing - out his jangling, ringing
and hopefully stinging attack upon you.

Yeah, so here I go, just exploding the hope we'll be speaking
some day, years from now, seeking friendship and understanding.
Yeah, I hope you get angry, and hurt, and have the hardest of landings.
And I hope your new man thinks of me
When he sees what a number I did on you.

I grow tired of this song, turn my eyes
to the blonde in the bleachers.
She's a lovely young creature.
I think she's seeking adventure.
I think she's ready to see that the world isn't so sweet or so tender.
I won't break her, just bend her,
And make her into my new ringer for you.

I stay in the same comfy town, write the same old songs down,
Drive the same streets, seek the same sense of dull peace,
Whisper the same sweet words to the chippies.
The same walk by the road and where the same muddy snow's finally leaving,

But i'll fight off the spring; I don't want lovely things,
I don't want the earth new.

Paul Simon - Crazy Love, Vol. II

Paul Simon - Crazy Love, Vol. II

Fat Charlie the Archangel
Sloped into the room
He said I have no opinion about this
And I have no opinion about that
Sad as a lonely little wrinkled balloon
He said well I don't claim to be happy about this, boys
And I don't seem to be happy about that
I don't want no part of this crazy love
I don't want no part of your love
I don't want no part of this crazy love
I don't want no part of your love
I don't want no part of this crazy love
I don't want no part of your love
I don't want no part of this crazy love
I don't want no part of this crazy love

She says she knows about jokes
This time the joke is on me
Well, I have no opinion about that
And I have no opinion about me

Somebody could walk into this room
And say your life is on fire
It's all over the evening news
All about the fire in your life
On the evening news

I don't want no part of this crazy love
I don't want no part of your love
I don't want no part of this crazy love
I don't want no part of your love

Fat Charlie the Archangel
Files for divorce
He says well this will eat up a year of my life
And then there's all that weight to be lost
She says the joke is on me
I say the joke is on her
I said I have no opinion about that
Well, we'll just have to wait and confer

I don't want no part of this crazy love
I don't want no part of your love
I don't want no part of this crazy love
I don't want no part of your love
I don't want no part of this crazy love
I don't want no part of your love
I don't want no part of this crazy love
I don't want no part of this crazy love

Lyle Lovett - This Old Porch

Lyle Lovett - This Old Porch

This old porch is like a big old red and white hereford bull
Standing under a mesquite tree
Out in agua dulce
And he just keeps on playing hide and seek
With that hot august sun
Just a-sweatin' and a-pantin'
Cause his work is never done

And this old porch is like a steaming, greasy plate of enchiladas
With lots of cheese and onions
And a guacamole salad
And you can get'em down at the lasalle hotel
In old downtown
With iced tea and a waitress
And she will smile every time

And this old porch is the palace walk-in
On the main street of texas
That's never seen the day
Of g and r and xs
With that '62 poster
That's almost faded down
And a screen without a picture
Since giant came to town

And this old porch is like a weathered, gray-haired
Seventy years of texas
Who's doing all he can
Not to give in to the city
And he always takes the rent late
So long as i run his cattle

And he picks me up at dinnertime
And i listen to him rattle

He says the brazos still runs muddy
Just like she's run all along
And there ain't never been no cane to grind
The cotton's all but gone
And you know this brand new chevrolet
Hell it was something back in '60
But now there won't nobody listen to him
'cause they all think he's crazy

And this old porch is just a long time
Of waiting and forgetting
And remembering the coming back
And not crying about the leaving
And remembering the falling down
And the laughter of the curse of luck
From all of those passerby
Who said we'd never get back up

This old porch is just a long time
Of waiting and forgetting
And remembering the coming back
And not crying about the leaving
And remembering the falling down
And the laughter of the curse of luck
From all of those sons-of-bitches
Who said we'd never get back up