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Well ah jumpt! and fled this fucken heap on doctored wings
Mah flailin pinions, with splints and rags and crutches!
(Damn things nearly hardly flap)
Canker upon canker upon one million tiny punctures
That look like...
Long thin red ribbons draped across the arms of a lil mortal girl
(Like a ground -plan of Hell)
Curse these smartin strings! These fucken ruptures!
Enough! Enough is enough!
(If this is Heaven ah'm bailin out)
If this is Heaven ah'm bailin out
Ah caint tolerate this ol tin-tub
So fulla trash and rats! Felt one crawl across mah soul
For a seckon there , as thought as wassa back down in the ghetto!
(Rats in Paradise! Rats in Paradise!)
Ah'm bailin out! There's a mutiny in Heaven!


Ah wassa born...
And Lord shakin, even then was dumpt into some icy font,
like some great stinky unclean!
From slum-chuch to slum-church, ah spilt mah heart
To some fat cunt behind a screen...


Evil poppin eye presst up to the opening
He'd slide shut the lil perforated hatch...at night mah body
blusht
To the whistle of the birch
With a lil practice ah soon learnt to use in on mahself
Punishment?! Reward!! Punishment?! Reward!!
Well, ah tied on...percht on mah bed ah was...
sticken a needle in mah arm...


Ah tied off! Fucken wings burst out mah back
(Like ah was cuttin teeth!!)
Ah took off!!!
(Rats in Paradise! Rats in Paradise!)
There's a mutiny in Heaven!


Oh Lord, ah git down on mah knees
(Ah git down on mah knees and start to pray)


Wrapped in mah mongrel wings, ah nearly freeze
In the howlin wind and drivin rain
(All the trash blowin round 'n' round)
>From slum-heaven into town
Ah take mah tiny pain and rollin back mah sleeve
(Roll anna roll anna roll anna roll)
Ah yank the drip outa mah vein! UTOPIATE! Ah'm bailin out!
UTOPIATE!
If this is Heaven ah'm bailin out!
Mah threadbare soul teems with vermin and louse
Thoughts come like a plague to the head...in God's house!
Mutiny in Heaven!
(Ars infectio forco Dio)
To the plank!
(Rats in Paradise! Rats in Paradise!)
Ah'm bailin out!
(Hail Hypuss Dermio Vita Rex!)
Hole inna ghetto! Hole inna ghetto!
(Scabio Murem per Sanctum...Dio, Dio, Dio)

have an office move going on in menomonee falls, wi..

this is in my head now..
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dp3f5xzmbGc

a medley of the free credit report dot com commercials is pounding through my head.

I can't find the lyrics anywhere, and I'm not typing all that out right now....but


Femi Kuti - One Two

they say a man should always dress for the job he wants
so why am i dressed up like a pirate in this restaurant?
it's all because some hacker stole my identity
so i'm in here every evening serving chowder and iced tea

should've gone to
free credit report dot com (yeehaw!)

I spent months with the bike one in my head.

I might roundhouse kick that guy in the head if I ever meet him.

Radiohead - Let Down


Transport
Motorways and tram lines
Starting and then stopping
Taking off and landing
The emptiest of feelings
Disappointed people
Clinging onto bottles
And when it comes its so so disappointing
Let down and hanging around
Crushed like a bug in the ground
Let down and hanging around

Shell smashed
Juices flowing
Wings twitch legs are going
Don't get sentimental
It always ends up drivel
One day I'm going to grow wings
A chemical reaction
Hysterical and useless
Hysterical and

Let down and hanging around
Crushed like a bug in the ground
Let down and hanging around

You know where you are with
You know where you are with
Floor collapses
Floating
Bouncing back and one day I am gonna grow wings
A chemical reaction
Hysterical and useless
Hysterical and

Let down and hanging around
Crushed like a bug in the ground
Let down and hanging around

good song

sometimes i feel like
somebody's watchin' meeeeeeeee

It changed already today.

Now I have Lightning Bolt's "2 Morro Morro Land" on incessant loop in my brain.
(no lyrics, sorry guys)

Cool video to boot:

http://vimeo.com/409167

I have a song stuck in my brain, but it's an instrumental - so no lyrics to paste sorry.

It goes: hum hum hummmm-da da dum...

nice song, xyr.

but it's not this:

1. Jadę tędy biwakować Skodą 100 na Orawę,
Dlatego się spieszę, ryzykuję - przejeżdżam przez Morawę. Grasuje tam to straszydło, wychodzi z bagien,
Żre głównie Prażan (mieszkańców Pragi) ma na imię Jożin (Józek).

REF: Jożin z bagien skrada się przez moczary,
Jożin z bagien do wioski się zbliża.
Jożin z bagien zęby już sobie ostrzy,
Jożin z bagien gryzie, dusi.
Na Jożina z bagien, komu by to przyszło do głowy,
Działa jedynie i tylko samolot na opryski (biały proszek).

2. Przejeżdżałem przez wieś drogą na Vizowice,
Przywitał mnie wójt, powiedział mi przy śliwowicy:
Kto dostarczy żywego lub martwego Jożina,
Temu dam córkę i pół PGR-uâ??.

Refren: Jożin z bagien...

3. Mówię: Daj mi wójcie samolot i proszek,
Jożina Ci dostarczę, nie widzę w tym żadnego problemu
Wójt mi wyszedł na rękę, rano wzniosłem się (w przestworza),
Na Jożina z bagien proszek z samolotu pięknie opadł.
REF:
Józek z bagien jest już cały biały,
Józek z bagien z moczarów ucieka,
Józek z bagien dostał się na kamień,
Józek z bagien, tu jest już jego koniec!
Dorwałem Józka, już go trzymam,
Dobra każda kasa, sprzedam go do ZOO.

david bowie - ashes to ashes

thanks to the reference in the bar thread

Take your hands off my shirt...

that Christian Bale Goes Nuts remix.

Your inconsistency
Your lack of will
That perfect heart I know
I cannot fill
Don't think about always
Thinking you're always holding my hand
Don't think about always
Don't think at all

I know your life is hard
But so is mine
I'd like to help you but
Ain't got the time

Don't think about always
Thinking you're always holding my hand
Don't think about always
Don't think at all

I know that I am bad
And you are good
But won't you stay with me
As if you would

Don't think about always
Thinking you're always holding my hand
Don't think about always
Don't think at all

I'm truly sorry that
I made a mess
Been confused you know
You probably guessed

Don't think about always
Thinking you're always holding my hand
Don't think about always
Don't think at all

Your inconsistency
Your lack of will
That perfect heart I know
I cannot fill

Don't think about always
Thinking you're always holding my hand
Don't think about always
Don't think at all

Dunwich child
you know not your fathers name
dope numbs the pain
ascend dark wooded hills to kane
your mothers witches
burnt at the stake for sorcery
you were conceived
upon the altar, rites obscene

child of Dunwich rise
you have your fathers eyes
child of Dunwich rise
end the world that you despise

Dunwich child,
of whispered past now they'll learn
high on the hill
black clouds gather, now they'll burn
bay at the stars
why was I born at all?
hear voices of doom
from other world your fathers call

our time has come
the end has begun.....

You're obsessed Hank.

our conversation suddenly got that song stuck in my head...

I hear the ticking of the clock
Im lying here the rooms pitch dark
I wonder where you are tonight
No answer on the telephone
And the night goes by so very slow
Oh I hope that it wont end though
Alone

Till now I always got by on my own
I never really cared until I met you
And now it chills me to the bone
How do I get you alone
How do I get you alone

You dont know how long I have wanted
To touch your lips and hold you tight
You dont know how long I have waited
And I was going to tell you tonight
But the secret is still my own
And my love for you is still unknown
Alone

Till now I always got by on my own
I never really cared until I met you
And now it chills me to the bone
How do I get you alone
How do I get you alone
How do I get you alone
How do I get you alone
Alone, alone

I'm lying in the sun
longing for a place in the shadow
I'm lying in the snow
longing for a place by the fire

And when I beg you for water
you just drink the water yourself
And when I reach my hand to you
you just turn your face away

But even though the cold from your still beating heart
already killed me twice
And even though the cold in your eyes
makes me freeze all the time

I still carry on and
I still walk around and
I still feel the warming glow
shining somewhere in the future
shining not so far away

I'm climbing up the mountain
mountain of society
But every time I reach the top
you just push me down again

And when I look around me
I can see I'm not alone
There are a lot of people around
climbing mountains next to me

But even though the cold from your still beating heart
already killed me twice
And even though the cold in your eyes
makes me freeze all the time

I still carry on and
I still walk around and
I still feel the warming glow
shining somewhere in the future
shining not so far away


Shining somewhere in the future...

Shining not so far away

Bela lugosi's dead

Undead undead undead

Undead undead undead