one song

[Mr. Heartbreak]

The secret life of Arabia

Secret secrets never seen

Secret secrets ever green

 

I was running at the speed of life

Through morning's thoughts and fantasies

Then I saw your eyes

at the cross fades

Secret secrets never seen

Secret secrets ever green

 

The secret life of Arabia

Never here never seen

Secret life ever green

 

The secret life of Arabia

You must see the movie

the sand in my eyes

I walk through a desert song

when the heroine dies

 

Arabia (secret secret)

Arabia (secret)

Arabia (secret secret)

 

The secret life of Arabia

Never here never seen

Secret life ever green

[Dude]

Been beat up and battered 'round

Been sent up, and I've been shot down

You're the best thing that I've ever found

Handle me with care

 

Reputations changeable

Situations tolerable

Baby, you're adorable

Handle me with care

 

I'm so tired of being lonely

I still have some love to give

Won't you show me that you really care

 

Everybody's got somebody to lean on

Put your body next to mine, and dream on

 

I've been fobbed off, and I've been fooled

I've been robbed and ridiculed

In day care centers and night schools

Handle me with care

 

Been stuck in airports, terrorized

Sent to meetings, hypnotized

Overexposed, commercialized

Hand me with care

 

I'm so tired of being lonely

I still have some love to give

Won't you show me that you really care

 

Everybody's got somebody to lean on

Put your body next to mine, and dream on

 

I've been uptight and made a mess

But I'll clean it up myself, I guess

Oh, the sweet smell of success

Handle me with care

[la*]

Losing the star without a sky

Losing the reasons why

You're losing the calling that you've been faking

And I'm not kidding

 

It's damned if you don't and it's damned if you do

Be true 'cause they'll lock you up in a sad sad zoo

Oh hidy hidy hidy what you tryin to prove

By hidy hidy hiding you're not worth a thing

 

Sew your fortunes on a string

And hold them up to light

Blue smoke will take

A very violent flight

And you will be changed

And everything

And you will be in a very sad sad zoo.

 

I once was lost but now I'm found

Was blind

But now I see you

How selfish of you to believe in the meaning of all the bad dreaming

 

Metal heart you're not hiding

Metal heart you're not worth a thing

 

Metal heart you're not hiding

Metal heart you're not worth a thing

[embiggen]

daybreak. nightfall. long as I believe

there ain't nothing glowin like this skin you're showin

and the keys you gave to me

nightjails. poolhalls. some things are everywhere

so for the past I'm diggin a grave so big, it will swallow up the sea

oh I know... that it's easy... there's no trouble waitin for me

dancefloors. headlights. in my blood there's gasoline

for an urban boy on a dirty tour I never felt so clean

loaded questions in an automatic world

you just won't be seein the things you need,

as if you thought you would

oh I know... it's never easy... when there's trouble waitin for me

[Elixir Sue]

I am the key to the lock in your house

That keeps your toys in the basement

And if you get too far inside

You'll only see my reflection

It's always best when the light is off

I am the pick in the ice

Do not cry out or hit the alarm

You know we're friends 'til we die

 

And either way you turn

I'll be there

Open up your skull

I'll be there

Climbing up the walls

 

It's always best when the light is off

It's always better on the outside

Fifteen blows to the back of your head

Fifteen blows to your mind

So lock the kids up safe tonight

Shut the eyes in the cupboard

I got the smell of a local man

Who's got the loneliest feeling

 

That either way he turns

I'll be there

Open up your skull

I'll be there

Climbing up the walls

Climbing up the walls

Climbing up the walls

[timbits]

^

[Fritz]

Now, too much of nothing

Can make a man feel ill at ease.

One man's temper might rise

While another man's temper might freeze.

In the day of confession

We cannot mock a soul.

Oh, when there's too much of nothing,

No one has control.

 

Say hello to Valerie

Say hello to Vivian

Send them all my salary

On the waters of oblivion

 

Too much of nothing

Can make a man abuse a king.

He can walk the streets and boast like most

But he wouldn't know a thing.

Now, it's all been done before,

It's all been written in the book,

But when there's too much of nothing,

Nobody should look.

 

Say hello to Valerie

Say hello to Vivian

Send them all my salary

On the waters of oblivion

 

Too much of nothing

Can turn a man into a liar,

It can cause one man to sleep on nails

And another man to eat fire.

Ev'rybody's doin' somethin',

I heard it in a dream,

But when there's too much of nothing,

It just makes a fella mean.

 

Say hello to Valerie

Say hello to Vivian

Send them all my salary

On the waters of oblivion

[Analogman]

If you get lonely on your daddy's farm

Just remember I don't live too far.

And there's a red bridge that arcs the bay, yeah

You'll be at my place in less that a day.

 

So get on your bad motor scooter and ride

Up over to my place and stay all night.

First thing in the morning we'll be feeling all right

So get on your bad motor scooter and ride.

 

Ooh, the last I seen your face

I swore that no one would take your place.

Now since you've been gone I've been feelin' bad, yeah

I'd come out to your place (but)

I'm afraid of your dad. So you...

 

Ride, ride, ride.

Come on baby, ooh yeah.

Crank it on up!

[viatroy]

[ajarwithaheavylid]

If You Leave

 

Sitting all alone tonight, I'm in a quiet mood

Drawing all these pictures in my mind that won't come true

An answer to this mystery or even just a clue

Tell me what to do, what am i to do?

 

If you leave, and you leave it in my hands

If you go away to find yourself a better day

I know it's hard to say goodbye, it's not the way we planned

And if you leave, my heart is in you hands

 

Looking back on yesterday, I swear it was a dream

There was nothing that could come between us so it seemed

But you can go no further when you're up against the wall

See the hole we're standing in that started off so small

 

CHORUS

 

But one of these days I wake up

To the sounds of a parade

And they'll be joy and laughter every day

But how am I supposed to take up

All the years that must go on

How can I be happy with the rest of my life

When the rest of our life is gone?

 

If you leave, and you leave it in my hands

If you go away, you know I'll never be the same

It's almost time to say goodbye, so I hope you understand

Cause if you leave, if you leave

My heart is in your hands

[Guest Laminated Kat]

Ballad of the Tindersticks

 

The first time we flew in

It was cheap and cramped

The vodka running out half-way across the Atlantic

Even the steward screamed and joined in it

We didn't think we were going to make it

Now we're stretched out in wide, furry seats

Flicking through menus

A walk to the bar and there's as much screw-top champagne as we can drink

We're so easy

Taking turns having our photos taken

Sitting in front of small windows

Decanters of cheap whiskey in our hands

Drive into Manhattan on a date with a starlet who's just talented

That's what people pay the money to see

Who are we to argue?

Five hours now it's been going on

And still we're watching all of it

Can you really believe all this?

Can he really lie in bed at night and marvel at his own genius?

When do you lose the ability to step back

And get a sense of your own ridiculousness?

They're only songs

Midnight, and it's all over

Now it can really make us laugh

We're standing on our heads drinking sours of Crystal Schnapps

Now we're unable to step back or forward

Swallowing a swallow

Tasting it again, it's not so unpleasant

Perhaps it's an acquired taste

The first time, it makes you sick

Then, little by little, it becomes delicious

 

Showbiz people

Always there to be interested in what you say

We are artists; we are sensitive and important

We nod our heads earnestly

Already half-way down the champagne

On our way to leaving the place dry

A $2,000 bar bill

Showbiz picks up the tab

And we're on our way laughing

Laughing at what?

 

Los Angeles, eight days in

And our sense of irony's running pretty thin

All the friends we've made

It's 2 am, it's closing time at the Dresden

Marty and Elaine play one last sleepy "Strangers in the Night"

And the last of the martinis dribble down our chins

We're sitting, chasing the conservation around the table

Jesus, how long have I been in this state?

The limousine's still waiting outside

Anything you want to do?

Anywhere you want to go?

We're on our way to the airport and a plane to Vegas

So many nights lying in bed shaking

Dreaming of pushing my daughter around the supermarket

The joy of seeing all those colours and shapes reflected in her wide eyes

My head leaning on the window

And we're driving through the empty L.A. streets

And everything seems silent and beautiful

A guy's face hits the floor

Police revolvers glistening in the streetlight

Onto Melrose and lurching through a sea of Halloween transvestites

The flight's cancelled, but it doesn't matter

We turn this corner to a way that takes us wherever

Up to Sunset

We creep up the drive to the Chateau

The suite Belushi died in

Or the one Morrison hung out of the window

Oh, I'll go for Jim's

I would fancy a little window-hanging myself, tonight, man

Straight over to the mini-bar

Open the champagne -- one sip and it's left to wake up to

Anyone hungry?

A team of uniformed waiters lay out an elaborate table for all us to ignore

Oh, the irony

How we're used to living

Back in London on a cold Friday night

Do you want another drink?

Well, I could try

Perhaps we could make it to the Atlantic

600 yards, twenty minutes later

We're pushing through the waiting crowd, all fish eyes

An exclusive door policy

Exclusively for arseholes

And tonight? Well, a nod of our heads, and we're inside

Falling down the red, velvety stairs

Limbs flaying, hands searching for something to steady

Pick ourselves up, nothing broken

Just aches in the morning

No one seems to notice

I find a table, champagne arrives

I've been so drunk, I sit and look at you

We try and talk for the first time in a long time

Drunken confessions

You shiver, it made you feel sick

We use the rent money to pay the bill

Bumping shoulders, we stumble out into Soho

Slipping over the sleeping bags

Shouting for taxis

[lizish]

Gore Veil - The Deadly Snakes (I think the song is about being a pig led to slaughter)

 

If I gore veil in my mind

I could turn to reality

I would leave you behind

Put you far away from me

 

Through this veil

I would find

I could see my mortality

I could see it stare back at me

I could him point and laugh at me

 

I been locked all my life

Now I

[la*]

ladies and gentlemen welcome tonight

peforming here for the very last time

is your life so please take a seat

the physics of innocence falls to the side

leaving the citizens nowhere to hide

so down the back stairs went all we know

 

i'm breathing out loud to pretend i'm alive

while strangers throw flowers and kiss me good bye

i guess i'm not as well as i had hoped

what ever happened to the greater design

it must have stepped off with the first it could find

with the way it's all turned out who's to blame

 

rest your head here tonight

it's not supposed to turn out right

there's no one left and there's nowhere to go

maybe that's why i came

a still belief that it all can change

i hate the taste but i love the effect its bringing on

 

open committees are talking right now

deciding my fate and laughing out loud

the execution is on for the fourth of july

the only survivor was late to arrive

calling up sympathy and blessing the sight

it's all over now and you can't even cry

[Guest Speed Racer]

your hand on his arm

the hay stack charm around your neck

strung out and thin

calling some friend trying to cash some check

he

[Analogman]

She knows me

She knows me

 

Sometimes I have a weird way of showing my love

And I always expect her to know what I'm thinking of

 

She knows me

 

I treat her so mean I don't deserve what I have

And I think that she'll forgive just by making her laugh

But she knows me

 

She knows me too well

Knows me so well

That she can tell

I really love her

She knows me too well

 

I get so jealous of the other guy

And then I'm not happy til I make her break down and cry

When I look at other girls it must kill her inside

But it'd be another story if she looked at the guys

But she knows me

 

She knows me too well

Knows me so well

That she can tell

I really love her

She knows me too well

 

She knows me

She knows me

 

When I look at other girls it must kill her inside

But it'd be another story if she looked at the guys

Cause she knows me

 

Knows me so well

That she can tell

I really love her

She knows me too well

[Dude]

There's a gap in between

There's a gap where we meet

Where I end and you begin

 

And I'm sorry for us

The dinosaurs roam the earth

The sky turns green

Where I end and you begin

 

I am up in the clouds

I am up in the clouds

And I can't and I can't come down

 

I can watch and cant take part

Where I end and where you start

Where you, you left me alone

You left me alone

 

X'll mark the place

Like the parting of the waves

Like a house falling in the sea

In the sea

 

I will eat you alive

I will eat you alive

I will eat you alive

I will eat you alive

 

There'll be no more lies

There'll be no more lies

There'll be no more lies

There'll be no more lies

[Elixir Sue]

^

-------------------------------------

This is the first day of my life

I swear I was born right in the doorway

I went out in the rain, suddenly everything changed

They're spreading blankets on the beach

 

Yours is the first face that I saw

I think I was blind before I met you

Now I don

[pnêyu]

The monkey knows how you'll react

Creating want by holding back

Like some reverse pyromaniac

Let me try, baby, try

 

I propped my window up and then

I turned my back to lure you in

To rifle through what I might have been

Let me try, baby, try

 

Baby, please -- let me begin

Let me be your heroin

Hate the sinner but love the sin

Let me be your heroin

 

We have crossed the rubicon

Our ship awash, our rudder gone

The rats have fled but I'm hanging on

Let me try, baby, try

 

Baby, please -- let me begin

Let me be your heroin

Hate the sinner but love the sin

Let me be your heroin

[bobbob1313]

I am the key to the lock in your house

That keeps your toys in the basement

And if you get too far inside

You'll only see my reflection

It's always best when the light is off

I am the pick in the ice

Do not cry out or hit the alarm

You know we're friends 'til we die

 

And either way you turn

I'll be there

Open up your skull

I'll be there

Climbing up the walls

 

It's always best when the light is off

It's always better on the outside

Fifteen blows to the back of your head

Fifteen blows to your mind

So lock the kids up safe tonight

Shut the eyes in the cupboard

I got the smell of a local man

Who's got the loneliest feeling

 

That either way he turns

I'll be there

Open up your skull

I'll be there

Climbing up the walls

Climbing up the walls

Climbing up the walls

 

 

^

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This is the first day of my life

I swear I was born right in the doorway

I went out in the rain, suddenly everything changed

They're spreading blankets on the beach

 

Yours is the first face that I saw

I think I was blind before I met you

Now I don

[Elixir Sue]

Your choice of songs in this thread makes me all swoony.

[Mr. Heartbreak]

FZ: This is a piece for those of you in the audience who happen to speak German. And if you do happen to speak German after this piece you'll probably regret it . . .

 

One, two, three . . .

 

FZ: Once upon a time, way back a long time ago, when the universe consisted of nothing more elaborate than Mark Maroon . . .

Mark: Oh, thank you Frank. Hiya, friends! What a life! I can't begin to tell you. I mean, today as I was walking here, just like every place else I go, people walk up to me and they go, "Mark, Mark, Mark." (Bark! Bark! Bark!) A hare-lipped dog. "Mark, are you kidding?" And all I can say back to them is friends, friends, I am not kidding. I feel great. I mean I'm portly, and I'm maroon. What else could you ask for? Can anybody here in this audience, in our vast audience back there, even you in the cheap seats, can you guess what I am?

Howard: No, we can't guess what you are

Jim: We can't guess what you are

Mark: Well then, I'll give each and every one of you some clues. Clue number one (and I've already given this away), I am portly, Clue number one. I am portly, I am clue number one.

(Mark! Mark!)

Howard: I still don't know who you are

Mark: OK, then I'll give you clue number two, and this is very important to the girls in the audience, I am double knit.

Mothers & Audience: Ohhhhh

Mark: I stretch. And clue number three . . .

Howard: Still don't know who you are, though

Mark: Well, I was gonna to give ya the clue anyway

FZ: Does it matter with a response like that?

Mark: Clue number three, and these are for the people standing right in front the vocal PA-mike, ICH BIN MAROON!

Howard: Ahhhh, Why didn't you say so!

 

FZ: Once upon a time, way back a long time ago, way back when the universe consisted of nothing more elaborate than Mark Maroon . . .

Mark: Thank you, Frank, hiya friends.

FZ: Trying to convince each and every member of this audience here tonight that he was nothing more, nothing less than a fat maroon sofa suspended in the midst of a vast emptiness, a light shineth down from Heaven. And who should appear but the Good Lord himself and his faithful Saint Bernard, Wendell.

Howard?: Down Wendell, down!

FZ: And he was feeling fine that day. And if there was one thing that he could use It would be a nice sofa for him and Wendell. And he looked at the sofa, and he said unto himself, "This sofa is all right except that what it needs is a floor." And so in order to attain the floor, he consulted with the celestial corps of engineers and addressed them formally with a little song in Deutsch, because that is the way he talks whenever it's heavy business, take it away, God . . .

 

Gib zu mir etwas Fu

[lizish]

 

The Corner - Common

 

Memories on corners with the fours & the moors

Walk to the store for the rose talking straightforward to

Got uncles that smoke it some put blow up they nose

To cope with they lows the wind is cold & it blows

In they socks & they souls holding they rolls

Corners leave souls opened & closed hoping for more

With nowhere to go rolling in droves

They shoot the wrong way cause they ain't knowing they goal

The streets ain't safe cause they ain't knowing he code

By the fours I was told either focus or fold

Got cousins with flows hope they open some doors

So we can cop clothes & roll in a Rolls

Now I roll in a "Olds" with windows that don't roll

Down the roads where cars get broke in & stole

These are the stories told by Stony & Cottage Grove

The world is cold the block is hot as a stove

On the corners

 

I wish I could give ya this feeling

I wish I could give ya this feeling

On the corners, niggas robbing, killing, dying

Just to make a living (huh)

 

We underrated, we educated

The corner was our time when times stood still

And gators and snakes gangs and yellow and pink

And colored blue profiles glorifying that

 

Streetlights & deepnights cats trying to eat right

Riding no seat bikes with work to feed hypes

So they can keep sweet Nikes they head & they feet right

Desires of streetlife cars & weed types

It's hard to breath nights days are thief like

The beast roam the streets the police is Greeklike

Game at it's peak we speak & believe hype

Bang in the streets hats cocked left or deep right

Its steep life coming up where sheeplike

Rappers & hoopers we strive to be like

G's with 3 stripes seeds that need light

Cheese & weaves tight needs & thieves strike

The corner where struggle & greed fight

We write songs about wrong cause it's hard to see right

Look to the sky hoping it will bleed light

Reality's and I heard that she bites

The corner

 

The corner was our magic, our music, our politics

Fires raised as tribal dancers and

war cries that broke out on different corners

Power to the people, black power, black is beautiful

 

Black church services, murderers, Arabs serving burger its

Cats with gold permanents move they bags as herbalist

The dirt isn't just fertile its people working & earning this

The curb-getters go where the cash flow & the current is

It's so hot that burn to live the furnace is

Where the money move & the determined live

We talk play lotto & buy german beers

It's so black packed with action that's affirmative

The corners

 

The corner was our Rock of Gibraltar, our Stonehenge

Our Taj Mahal, our monument,

Our testimonial to freedom, to peace and to love

Down on the corner...

 

[embiggen]

for Mr. Heartbreak:

 

This is the story bout

Bald-headed john

 

Dong work for yuda,

Dong, dong

 

He talks a lot 'n it's

Usually wrong

 

Dong work for yuda,

Dong, dong

 

He said dong

Was wong,

'n wong was kong

'n dong work for

Yuda,

'n john was wrong

 

Sorry john

Sorry better

Try it again

Dong work for yuda

Dong, dong

Sorry john

Sorry better

Try it again

He said dong

Was wong

And wong was kong

And dong was gong

'n john was wrong

 

John's got a sausage

Yeh man

John's got a sausage

Yeh man

John's got a sausage

That'll make you fart

John's got a sausage

That'll break

Your heart

Make you fart

And break your heart

Don't bend over

If you are smart

He took a little walk

To the weenie stand

John's got a sausage

Yeh man

A great big weenie

In both his hands

John's got a sausage

Yeh man

He sucked on the end

til the mustard squirt

He said, yall stand

Back cause you

Might get hurt

[Guest baseball bobblehead]

I've got a hunger

Twisting my stomach into knots

That my tongue was tied off

 

My brain's repeating

"if you've got an impulse let it out"

But they never make it past my mouth.

 

Baa bah, this is the sound of settling

Baa bah, baa bah

[x2]

 

Our youth is fleeting

Old age is just around the bend

And i can't wait to go grey

 

And i'll sit and wonder

Of every love that could've been

If i'd only thought of something charming to say.

 

Baa bah, this is the sound of settling

Baa bah, baa bah

[x4]

 

I've got a hunger twisting my stomach into knots.

[mountain bed]

and yet another for Mr. Heartbreak...

 

JOE (somewhat exhausted):

These executives have plooked the fuck out of me

And there's still a long time to go

Before I've paid my debt to society

And all I ever really wanted to do was

Play the guitar,and bend the string like

Reent-toont-teent-toont-teenooneenoonee..

 

I've got it

I'll be sullen & withdrawn

I'll dwindle off into the twilight realm of my own secret thoughts

I'll lay on my back here till dawn in a

Semi-catatonic state

And dream of guitar notes that would irritate

An executive kind of guy..

 

(And sure enough,Joe dreams up a few of those guitar notes that every executive despises...those low ones...every exec knows it's only the records with the high-squeally ones that get to be hits...except for Duane Eddy)

 

Well I guess that one did the trick

If they only coulda heard it

Have a dozen of 'em woulda strangled

While they was suckin' on each other's dick

But that was only a bunch of imaginary notes I played

Just a little extra somethin' to keep me

Goin' from day to day

But that's okay...

I'll be gettin' outta here pretty soon

Then I won't have to live in this ugly fuckin' room

 

Can't wait to see

I can't wait to see what it's like

On the Outside Now....(etc.,etc.,etc...)

 

(and Joe just lays there dreaming of imaginary guitar notes for years on end,until they finally let him out...)