Friday, June 6, 2008

Frank Black - Stupid Me

photo by nick fries


Frank Black - Stupid Me

Stupid me
I deserve it now I'm standing here all alone
Stupid me
I'm reserving all my thoughts just for her
Now she's gone

She gave me her whole heart
And I threw it away
I'd practice a black art
If I thought she'd come back for just one day oh

Stupid me
I'm reserving all my thoughts just for her
Now she's gone

I don't know what became of her
But I'll pray
She’ll find true love
Oh why did I send her away?
Oh why did I send her away?
Oh why did I send her away?
Oh why did I send?
Oh why did I send?
Oh why did I send?
Oh why did I send her away?

Stupid me
I'm reserving now I'm standing here all alone
Stupid me

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Friday, February 29, 2008

Liars - Grown Men Don't Fall In The Water



Liars - Grown Men Don't Fall In The Water

Everybody in his or her own life needs a hobby,
Fills the voids that working late create
Everybody in his or her own life needs a hobby,
Fills the voids that working late create

We can win
We can win
We can win
We can win
Can you hear us?
Can you hear us?
Can you hear us?
Can you hear us?
We've got our fingers on the pulse of America
We cross our hair in the town of America
Come in search for

Not too political enough to discover
Wake up
Wake up
You're a person on fire!
Not too political enough to discover
Wait
Wait
Wait
Wait
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
You're a person on fire!
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up

At the paths we cross is the curse you speak
It all starts with a gunshot blowing up the streets
From the paths we cross is the curse you speak
It all starts with a gunshot blowing up the streets

Can you hear us? not too political enough to discover
Can you hear us? not too political enough to discover

Wake up
You're a person on fire
You're a person on fire
We've got our finger on the pulse of America
We've got our finger on the pulse of America

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Sunday, February 17, 2008

The Brian Jonestown Massacre - The Ballad of Jim Jones



The Brian Jonestown Massacre - The Ballad of Jim Jones

I walked from New York
And back from L.A.
I lived on a mountain
And once by the bay
I bought an apartment
And slept in the hay
But there's no place that's softer than
(your arms)

Living today
Is just getting so bad
There's a look on your face
And it says "you've been had!"
You can take all my money
But don't make me mad
Cause there's nobody meaner than
(me)

I prayed to buddha,
To allah,
And Jim.
I turned to Jesus
And stayed there with him
I fell in deep
But i learned how to swim
Now there's no one who's cleaner
Than me or than him

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