Sid Hartha Posted August 18, 2006 Share Posted August 18, 2006 Goin' down to the cornerGonna have myself a drinkGoin' down to the cornerGonna have myself a drink'Cause that shit that we been usin'Sure confuse my thinking Gonna send out to the drugstoreBuy myself a goatTie him up in my front yardFor all my so-called friends to seeAin't nobody gonna look in window and laugh at meI been up so longThat it looks like down to me Please don't talk about to me when I'm goneBaby, are you against me too? Had a great idea the other nightCome-A-Ti-Yi-Yippie, babyLook outWhen the blue of the night meets the gold of the day We love youWe love youWe love you Link to post Share on other sites
Sweet Papa Crimbo Posted August 21, 2006 Share Posted August 21, 2006 Oh the time will come upWhen the winds will stopAnd the breeze will cease to be breathin'.Like the stillness in the wind'Fore the hurricane begins,The hour when the ship comes in. Oh the seas will splitAnd the ship will hitAnd the sands on the shoreline will be shaking.Then the tide will soundAnd the wind will poundAnd the morning will be breaking. Oh the fishes will laughAs they swim out of the pathAnd the seagulls they'll be smiling.And the rocks on the sandWill proudly stand,The hour that the ship comes in. And the words that are usedFor to get the ship confusedWill not be understood as they're spoken.For the chains of the seaWill have busted in the nightAnd will be buried at the bottom of the ocean. A song will liftAs the mainsail shiftsAnd the boat drifts on to the shoreline.And the sun will respectEvery face on the deck,The hour that the ship comes in. Then the sands will rollOut a carpet of goldFor your weary toes to be a-touchin'.And the ship's wise menWill remind you once againThat the whole wide world is watchin'. Oh the foes will riseWith the sleep still in their eyesAnd they'll jerk from their beds and think they're dreamin'.But they'll pinch themselves and squealAnd know that it's for real,The hour when the ship comes in. Then they'll raise their hands,Sayin' we'll meet all your demands,But we'll shout from the bow your days are numbered.And like Pharaoh's tribe,They'll be drownded in the tide,And like Goliath, they'll be conquered. Link to post Share on other sites
Sweet Papa Crimbo Posted August 21, 2006 Share Posted August 21, 2006 They ask me how I feelAnd if my love is realAnd how I know I'll make it through.And they, they look at me and frown,They'd like to drive me from this town,They don't want me around'Cause I believe in you. They show me to the door,They say don't come back no more'Cause I don't be like they'd like me to,And I walk out on my ownA thousand miles from homeBut I don't feel alone'Cause I believe in you. I believe in you even through the tears and the laughter,I believe in you even though we be apart.I believe in you even on the morning after.Oh, when the dawn is nearingOh, when the night is disappearingOh, this feeling is still here in my heart. Don't let me drift too far,Keep me where you areWhere I will always be renewed.And that which you've given me todayIs worth more than I could payAnd no matter what they sayI believe in you. I believe in you when winter turn to summer,I believe in you when white turn to black,I believe in you even though I be outnumbered.Oh, though the earth may shake meOh, though my friends forsake meOh, even that couldn't make me go back. Don't let me change my heart,Keep me set apartFrom all the plans they do pursue.And I, I don't mind the painDon't mind the driving rainI know I will sustain'Cause I believe in you. Link to post Share on other sites
Sid Hartha Posted August 23, 2006 Share Posted August 23, 2006 This is how you disappearout between midnight, called up under valleysof torches and stars. Foot, knee, shaggy belly, facefamous hindlegs, as one of their ownyou graze with them. Cro-magnon herderswill stand in the wind,sweeping tails shining,and scaled to begin, SHUTTING DOWN HERESHUTTING DOWN HERE -to where necksleave the airunpossesed and giant heads lockconstellations. A last grain of dustlands in the darknesson tongues laid bare, and turning to chalk. Shutting down here. Freezing in red,bent over his ice skin,The insomniac gnawsin the On-Offs; he is glazedin the hoovesall round. It is losing its shape.Losing its shape,as the heatin your handscarve the muscleaway. And he grinsfrom a breakin a backflash. Delivers it upon a breakin a backflash. Motionless brandsburn into a hipframeAs a saviourloads sightlinesbacklit by fires, on the ridgesof the highestbreeder Link to post Share on other sites
Sweet Papa Crimbo Posted August 24, 2006 Share Posted August 24, 2006 Well, the pressure's down, the boss ain't here,He gone North, he ain't around,They say that vanity got the best of himBut he sure left here after sundown.By the way, that's a cute hat,And that smile's so hard to resistBut what's a sweetheart like you doin' in a dump like this? You know, I once knew a woman who looked like you,She wanted a whole man, not just a half,She used to call me sweet daddy when I was only a child,You kind of remind me of her when you laugh.In order to deal in this game, got to make the queen disappear,It's done with a flick of the wrist.What's a sweetheart like you doin' in a dump like this? You know, a woman like you should be at home,That's where you belong,Watching out for someone who loves you trueWho would never do you wrong.Just how much abuse will you be able to take?Well, there's no way to tell by that first kiss.What's a sweetheart like you doin' in a dump like this? You know you can make a name for yourself,You can hear them tires squeal,You can be known as the most beautiful womanWho ever crawled across cut glass to make a deal. You know, news of you has come down the lineEven before ya came in the door.They say in your father's house, there's many mansionsEach one of them got a fireproof floor.Snap out of it, baby, people are jealous of you,They smile to your face, but behind your back they hiss.What's a sweetheart like you doin' in a dump like this? Got to be an important person to be in here, honey,Got to have done some evil deed,Got to have your own harem when you come in the door,Got to play your harp until your lips bleed. They say that patriotism is the last refugeTo which a scoundrel clings.Steal a little and they throw you in jail,Steal a lot and they make you king.There's only one step down from here, baby,It's called the land of permanent bliss.What's a sweetheart like you doin' in a dump like this? Link to post Share on other sites
watch me fall Posted August 25, 2006 Share Posted August 25, 2006 There's a guitar leaning on a Marshall stackUsed to sound like the sun on the horizonNow I think we've been hadThere's a young girl screaming all the way in the backPoor kid, she never saw it comingNow she knows she's been hadWatching the label spinning on my turntableThere's no call waiting in my headphonesAnd every star that shines in the back of my mindIs just waiting for its cover to be blownThere's an eardrum bleeding, yeah it's in my headHow could I still be so in love when I knowWe've been had?Republicans and Democrats can't give you the factsYour parents won't tell you 'til you're grownThat every star that shines in the back of your mindIs just waiting for its cover to be blownFlashing the badges, just like the law of averagesNobody likes 'em where they're fromAnd every star that hides on the back of the busIs just waiting for its cover to be blown Link to post Share on other sites
embiggen Posted August 27, 2006 Share Posted August 27, 2006 There's a tear in my beercause I'm cryin for you,Dear you are on my lonely mind.Into these last nine beersI have shed a million tears.You are on my lonely mindI'm gonna keep on sittin hereUntil Im petriified.And then maybe these tearsWill leave my eyes.There's a tear in my beercause I'm crying for you, dearYou are on my lonely mind. Last night I walked the floorAnd the night beforeYou are on my lonely mind.It seems my life is throughAnd I'm so doggone blueYou are on my lonely mind.I'm gonna keep on sittin hereTill I can't move a toeAnd then maybe my heartWon't hurt me so.There's a tear in my beercause I'm cryin for you, dear.You are on my lonely mind. Lord, I've tried and Ive triedBut my tears I can't hideYou are on my lonely mind.All these blues that I've foundHave really got me downYou are on my lonely mindI'm gonna keep on drinkin till I cant even thinkCause in the last week I ain't slept a winkThere's a tear in my beerCause I'm crying for you dearYou are on my lonely mind. Link to post Share on other sites
dontknownuthin Posted August 28, 2006 Share Posted August 28, 2006 What have you done to the mirror?What have you done to the floor?Can't I go nowhere without you?Can't I leave you alone any more? I know you don't think much of meBut someday you'll understandWait'll you learn how to talk babyI'll show you how smart I am A quitter never winsA winner never quitsWhen the going gets toughThe tough get going Maybe you don't know how to walk babyMaybe you can't talk none eitherMaybe you never will, babyBut I'll always love youI'll always love you Link to post Share on other sites
awatt Posted August 28, 2006 Share Posted August 28, 2006 some folks find that their role in life is to fail at everything they trywhile other folks see but not like methere's one thing that they're damn good at gather around you allcome around and seethose who stand tallwhy don't you please watch me fall the hole it is wide and it's there to divideit's no one's fault,it's put there by designand there's a bridge yet to build as many men have willedthat can stand the weight of all those who wish to pass gather around you allcome around and seethose who stand tallwhy don't you please watch me fall Link to post Share on other sites
embiggen Posted August 28, 2006 Share Posted August 28, 2006 Let's go to Pluto, the atmosphere's clear We'll be really cool there with nothing to fear Let's go to Pluto, it's cold and it's damp Where children are heroes, death is high camp I want to see Pluto... I want to have fun I want to turn blue under an alien sun Oh let me see Pluto, it seems such a gas With oceans of methane and petrified grass Let's go to Pluto Let's live on the dot See the bad moon rising in a lunacy knot Come one let's do Pluto It's really not far An unleaded dream drive to the prettiest star I want to see Pluto, but maybe I'll wait 'Til the world turns to meet its plutonium fate The days will be long here, the years will be more Let's go to Pluto like we did before Let's go to Pluto Let's live on the dot See the bad moon rising in a lunacy knot. Link to post Share on other sites
Fritz Posted August 28, 2006 Share Posted August 28, 2006 if you wanna come on downdown with your bones so whiteand watch the freight trains poundinto the wild wild night how I would love to gnawgnaw on your bones so whiteand watch as the freight trains pawpaw at the wild wild night all these ghost townswreathed in old loamAssateague knee-deep in seafoamho, Swansea!Buttonwillow!Lagunitas!ho, Calico! and all these beastly bungalowsstare distend like endless toadsendlessly hop down the roadborne by wind we southward blow and yonder, wild and bluethe wild blue yonder looms'til we are wracked with rheumby roads, by songs entombed and all we wanna dois chew and chew and chew dear onedrive on when all we wanna dois chew and chew and chew and if you wanna come on downdown with your bones so whiteand watch the freight trains poundinto the wild wild night how I would love to gnawto gnaw on your bones so-o whiteand watch while the freight trains pawpaw at the wild wild night paw at the wild wild nightpaw at the wild wild night Link to post Share on other sites
lizish Posted August 29, 2006 Share Posted August 29, 2006 Migrations Link to post Share on other sites
ction Posted August 29, 2006 Share Posted August 29, 2006 I listen to you for hours, I'll listen all day Just keep hitting me the right way Sing your song in the shower Cause you got a way To say what I can never say right - right on When I feel weak you make me feel strong Make me feel strong I won't say your name But you know who you are I'll never be the same again now--no way I just want to say Thank you for playing the way you play You don't get played on the radio That's not the game you play Well I don't care anyway I glued your tape in the stereo So I know every word every note And every chord is right - right on When I feel weak you make me feel strong Make me feel strong feel like nothings wrong I won't say your name You know who you are I'll never be the same again now--no way I just want to say thank you for playing the way you play Did you know you're why I go And waste my time At a rock and roll show You let me know I'm not alone You make me feel strong, make me feel strong, Feel like nothing's wrong I won't say your name you know who you are I'll never be the same again now no way I just want to say Thank you for playing the way you play Thank you for playing the way you play Thank you for playing the way you play Link to post Share on other sites
SarahC Posted August 29, 2006 Share Posted August 29, 2006 Let's get together and talk about the modern age All of our friends were gathered there with their pets just talking shit about how we're all so upset about the dissapearing ground As we watch it melt It's all of the good that won't come out of us and how eventually our hands will just turn to dust if we keep shaking them, standing here on this frozen lake I do this thing where I think I'm real sick but I won't go to the doctor to find out about it 'Cause they make you stand real still in a real small place as they chartup your insides and put them on display They'd see all of it, all of me, all of it All of the good that won't come out of me and all the stupid lies I hide behind It's such a big mistake, lying here in your warm embrace Oh, you're almost home I've been waiting for you to come in Dancing around in your old suits going crazy in your room again I think I'll go out and embarrass myself by getting drunk and falling down in the street You say I choose sadness, that it never once has chosen me Maybe you're right Let's talk about all of our friends who lost the war and all of the novels that had yet to be written about them It's all of the good that won't come out of them and all the stupid lies they hide behind It's such a big mistake, standing here on this frozen lake It's all the good that won't come out of me and how eventually my mouth will just turn to dust if I don't tell you quick Standing here on this frozen lake Link to post Share on other sites
la* Posted August 29, 2006 Share Posted August 29, 2006 My city's still breathing (but barely it's true) through buildings gone missing like teeth. The sidewalks are watching me think about you, sparkled with broken glass. I'm back with scars to show. Back with the streets I know. Will never take me anywhere but here. The stain in the carpet, this drink in my hand, the strangers whose faces I know. We meet here for our dress rehearsal to say " I wanted it this way" Wait for the year to drown. Spring forward, fall back down. I'm trying not to wonder where you are. All this time lingers, undefined. Someone choose who's left and who's leaving. Memory will rust and erode into lists of all that you gave me: a blanket, some matches, this pain in my chest, the best parts of Lonely,duct-tape and soldered wires, new words for old desires,and every birthday card I threw away. I wait in 4/4 time. Count yellow highway lines that you're relying on to lead you home Link to post Share on other sites
embiggen Posted August 31, 2006 Share Posted August 31, 2006 The sun is filled with ice and gives no warmth at allthe skies were never bluethe stars are raindrops searching for a place to falland I never cared for youI know you won't believe these thing I tell youI know you won't believeyour heart has been forewarned all men will lie to youand your mind cannot conceivenow all depends on what I say to youand on your doubting meso I've prepared these statements far from trueto fuel your disbeliefThe sun is filled with ice and gives no warmth at allthe sky was never bluethe stars are raindrops searching for a place to falland I never cared for youThe sun is filled with ice and gives no warmth at allthe sky was never bluethe stars are raindrops searching for a place to falland I never cared for youI never cared for you Link to post Share on other sites
Sweet Papa Crimbo Posted September 1, 2006 Share Posted September 1, 2006 (edited) This mornin' is MondayWhere are you now?Teasin my memoryTeachin' me howto lay lowwhen I don't want toYour love is elusiveThis I know nowIt's makin me crazyLeavin me out....in the openWhen I don't want to Baby, I can't go through this againI don't need to go down more than I've already beenJust like a wildfire, you're runnin all over townAs much as you've burned me baby, I should be ashes by now The moments of pleasureJust Never do lastThey're gone like a suitcaseFull of your pastLong goneAnd in a hurry Baby, I can't go through this againI don't need to go down more than I've already beenJust like a wildfire, you're runnin all over townAs much as you've burned me baby, I should be ashes by now you're runnin all over townAs much as you've burned me baby, I should be ashes by now Just like a wildfire, you're runnin all over townAs much as you've burned me baby, I should be ashes by nowAs much as you've burned me baby, I should be ashes by nowAs much as you've burned me baby, I should be ashes by now Ooh, ooh, ooh, Ashes by now By the way...how many of you can identify where my quotes come from? Answers will be provided if anybody gives a shit. Edited September 1, 2006 by Crowjack Link to post Share on other sites
Analogman Posted September 3, 2006 Share Posted September 3, 2006 Where you going now flower?Scarf around your headWalking in the morning mistWhile I lay still in bedWhen I woke up this morningThe sky was old and greyI Link to post Share on other sites
deluxe Posted September 3, 2006 Share Posted September 3, 2006 I've searched the holy booksI tried to unravel the mystery of Jesus Christ, the saviourI've read the poets and the analystsSearched through the books on human behaviourI travelled this world aroundFor an answer that refused to be foundI don't know why and I don't know howBut she's nobody's baby now I loved her then and I guess I love her stillHers is the face I see when a certain mood moves inShe lives in my blood and skinHer wild feral stare, her dark hairHer winter lips as cold as stoneYeah, I was her manBut there are some things love won't allowI held her hand but I don't hold it nowI don't know why and I don't know howBut she's nobody's baby now This is her dress that I loved bestWith the blue quilted violets across the breastAnd these are my many lettersTorn to pieces by her long-fingered handI was her cruel-hearted manAnd though I've tried to lay her ghost downShe's moving through me, even nowI don't know why and I don't know howBut she's nobody's baby nowShe's nobody's baby nowNobody's baby nowShe's nobody's baby now Link to post Share on other sites
mountain bed Posted September 4, 2006 Share Posted September 4, 2006 This is no time for CelebrationThis is no time for Shaking HandsThis is no time for BackslappingThis is no time for Marching BandsThis is no time for OptimismThis is no time for Endless ThoughtThis is no time for my country Right or WrongRemember what that brought There is no time This is no time for CongratulationsThis is no time to Turn Your BackThis is no time for CircumlocutionThis is no time for Learned SpeechThis is no time to Count Your BlessingsThis is no time for Private GainThis is a time to Put Up or Shut UpIt won't come back this way again There is no time This is no time to Swallow AngerThis is no time to Ignore HateThis is no time to be Acting FrivolousBecause the time is getting lateThis is no time for Private VendettasThis is no time to not know who you areSelf-knowledge is a dangerous thingThe freeedom of who you are There is no time This is no time to Ignore WarningsThis is no time to Clear the PlateLet's not be sorry after the factAnd let the past become our fateThis is no time to turn away & drinkOr smoke some vials of crackThis is a time to gather forceAnd take dead aim & attack There is no time This is no time for CelebrationThis is no time for Saluting FlagsThis is no time for Inner SearchingsThe future is at handThis is no time for Phony RhetoricThis is no time for Political SpeechThis is a time for ActionBecause the future's Within Reach THIS IS THE TIME Link to post Share on other sites
embiggen Posted September 5, 2006 Share Posted September 5, 2006 Oh, Oh Deep waterBlack, and cold like the nightI stand with arms wide openI've run a twisted mileI'm a strangerin the eyes of the maker I could not seefor fog in my eyesI could not feelfor the fear in my lifeFrom across the great divideIn the distance i saw a lightJean baptistewalking to me with the maker My body is bent and brokenby long and dangerous leapsI can't work the fields of abrahamand turn my head awayI'm not a strangerin the eyes of the maker Brother johnHave you seen the homeless daughtersstanding therewith broken wingsI have seen the flaming swordsthere over east of edenburning in the eyes of the makerburning in the eyes of the makerburning in the eyes of the makerburning in the eyes of the maker oh river rise from your sleep Link to post Share on other sites
awatt Posted September 6, 2006 Share Posted September 6, 2006 Slipping and sliding and playing dominoLefting and then righting, its not a crime you know.You gotta tell your story boy, before it's time to go. Are you ready for the country because it's time to go?Are you ready for the country because it's time to go? I was talkin to the preacher, said God was on my sideThen I ran into the hangman, he said it's time to dieYou gotta tell your story boy, you know the reason why. Are you ready for the country because its time to go?Are you ready for the country because its time to go? Link to post Share on other sites
Sid Hartha Posted September 6, 2006 Share Posted September 6, 2006 I ran out on my childrenAnd I ran out on my wifeGonna run out on you too babyI done it all my lifeEverybody cried the night I leftWell almost everybody didMy little boy just hung his headAnd I put my arm put my arm around his little shoulderAnd this is what I said:"Sonny I just want you to hurt like I doI just want you to hurt like I doI just want you to hurt like I doHonest I do honest I do, honest I do" If I had one wishOne dream I knew would come trueI'd want to speak to all the people of the worldI'd get up there, I'd get up there on that platformFirst I'd sing a song or two you know I wouldThen I'll tell you what I'd doI'd talk to the people and I'd say"It's a rough rough world, it's a tough tough worldWell, you knowAnd things don't always, things don't always go the way we planBut there's one thing, one thing we all have in commonAnd it's something everyone can understandAll over the world sing along I just want you to hurt like I doI just want you to hurt like I doI just want you to hurt like I doHonest I do, honest I do, honest I do" Link to post Share on other sites
Dude Posted September 6, 2006 Share Posted September 6, 2006 My love she speaks like silence,Without ideals or violence,She doesn't have to say she's faithful,Yet she's true, like ice, like fire.People carry roses,Make promises by the hours,My love she laughs like the flowers,Valentines can't buy her. In the dime stores and bus stations,People talk of situations,Read books, repeat quotations,Draw conclusions on the wall.Some speak of the future,My love she speaks softly,She knows there's no success like failureAnd that failure's no success at all. The cloak and dagger dangles,Madams light the candles.In ceremonies of the horsemen,Even the pawn must hold a grudge.Statues made of match sticks,Crumble into one another,My love winks, she does not bother,She knows too much to argue or to judge. The bridge at midnight trembles,The country doctor rambles,Bankers' nieces seek perfection,Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring.The wind howls like a hammer,The night blows cold and rainy,My love she's like some ravenAt my window with a broken wing. Link to post Share on other sites
embiggen Posted September 6, 2006 Share Posted September 6, 2006 I got my back to the sun 'cause the light is too intenseI can see what everybody in the world is up againstYou can't turn back - you can't come back, sometimes we push too farOne day you'll open up your eyes and you'll see where we are Sugar Baby get on down the roadYou ain't got no brains, no howYou went years without meMight as well keep going now Some of these bootleggers, they make pretty good stuffPlenty of places to hide things here if you wanna hide 'em bad enoughI'm staying with Aunt Sally, but you know, she's not really my auntSome of these memories you can learn to live with and some of them you can't Sugar Baby get on down the lineYou ain't got no brains, no howYou went years without meYou might as well keep going now The ladies down in Darktown, they're doing the Darktown StrutYou always got to be prepared but you never know for whatThere ain't no limit to the amount of trouble women bringLove is pleasing, love is teasing, love's not an evil thing Sugar Baby, get on down the roadYou ain't got no brains, no howYou went years without meYou might as well keep going now Every moment of existence seems like some dirty trickHappiness can come suddenly and leave just as quickAny minute of the day the bubble could burstTry to make things better for someone, sometimes,you just end up making it a thousand times worse Sugar Baby, get on down the roadYou ain't got no brains no howYou went years without meMight as well keep going now Your charms have broken many a heart and mine is surely oneYou got a way of tearing a world apart, love, see what you doneJust as sure as we're living, just as sure as you're bornLook up, look up - seek your Maker - 'fore Gabriel blows his horn Sugar Baby, get on down the lineYou ain't got no sense, no howYou went years without meMight as well keep going now Link to post Share on other sites
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