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Oh blast I drank the wrong draft down

two sips from your crown,

the drops you left for me,

am I so easily appeased?

Madrigal, why didn't you come out today,

you promised to play.

 

Marigold, why didn't you come out today,

we promised to play fair.

You were already there.

You were ready to cast our fate to the wind,

to try your hand at everything,

what a cinch it would have been had we been there.

 

Those trials are held for tuning

in and smiles are stretched to be shown,

so when you claim to see for miles it's not but I believe it's true.

 

Yes, trials are held for tuning in,

and smiles are stretched to be worn,

so when you claim to see for miles you don't but I believe you do.

 

On this day that began as execution day,

and sure enough became execution day.

On this day that began as execution day,

and true to form became execution day.

On this day that began as execution day,

and sure enough became execution day.

On this day that began as execution day,

and true to form became execution day.

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The Acorn - Oh Napoleon

 

Talk about your peace of mind

The one I found so hard to find

Mosquito stuck in amber mine

Don't want my body trapped in time

 

As I wait for skies to clear

Don't seem to mind if I shed a tear

From time to time I'm swallowed whole

And in a wink spat on the floor

 

Will I follow you home again?

 

How's it feel to disappear

Like seriously disappear

And take a stab from papa's spear

Getting drunk on rotten air

 

Bite my tongue

I taste your blood

Never thought of that

I could bite hard enough

Eyes of fire in your skull

You've got the kind of eyes that burn gooseflesh off

 

Oh your charm is getting old

This kind of love ain't bought or sold

I know you tried if truth be told

But I still cast you to a bed of coal

 

Will I follow you home again

Bite my tongue

I taste your blood

Never thought tat I could bite hard enough

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I've been waiting for a guide to come and take me by the hand,

Could these sensations make me feel the pleasures of a normal man?

These sensations barely interest me for another day,

I've got the spirit, lose the feeling, take the shock away.

 

It's getting faster, moving faster now, it's getting out of hand,

On the tenth floor, down the back stairs, its a no man's land,

Lights are flashing, cars are crashing, getting frequent now,

I've got the spirit, lose the feeling, let it out somehow.

 

What means to you, what means to me, and we will meet again,

I'm watching you, I'm watching her, I'll take no pity from you friends,

Who is right, who can tell, and who gives a damn right now,

Until the spirit new sensation takes hold, then you know,

Until the spirit new sensation takes hold, then you know,

Until the spirit new sensation takes hold, then you know,

I've got the spirit, but lose the feeling,

I've got the spirit, but lose the feeling,

Feeling, feeling, feeling, feeling, feeling, feeling, feeling.

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Please, remember me, happily,

by the rosebush laughing

with bruises on my chin, the time when

we counted every black car passing

your house beneath the hill, and up until

someone caught us in the kitchen

with maps, a mountain range, a piggy bank

a vision too removed to mention

 

But please remember me, fondly,

i heard from someone you're still pretty

and then they went on to say that the Pearly Gates

have such eloquent graffiti

like:

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yeah, hate when that we assume everyone knows every lyric to every pop song.

 

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Weakerthans - Sun in an empty room

 

Now that the furniture's returning to its Goodwill home

With dishes and last week's paper, rumours and elections, crosswords on unending war

The black in our fingers smear their prints on every door pulled shut

Now that the last month rent is scheming with the damage deposit

 

Take this moment to decide

Sun in an empty room

If we meant it, if we tried

Sun in an empty room

Or felt around for far too much

Sun in an empty room

From things that accidentally touch

Sun in an empty room

 

Hands that we nearly hold with pennies for the GST

Shoulder we lean our shoulders into on the subway, mutter an apology

The shins that we kick beneath the table, that reflexive cry

The faces we meet, one awkward beat, too long and terrified

 

Know the things we need to say

Sun in an empty room

And said already anyway

Sun in an empty room

By parallelograms of light

Sun in an empty room

On walls we repainted white

Sun in an empty room

 

Sun in an empty room

Sun in an empty room

 

Sun in an empty room

Sun in an empty room

 

Sun in an empty room

Sun in an empty room

 

Sun in an empty room

Sun in an empty room

 

Take eight minutes and divide

Sun in an empty room

By ninety million lonely miles

Sun in an empty room

Watch a shadow cross the floor

Sun in an empty room

We don't live here anymore

Sun in an empty room

 

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"One of These Days"

Drive-by Truckers

Pizza Deliverance

 

If I had a dime for every time I heard my old man say

one of these days

I wouldn't be like my old man today

talking bout places that he'd been

back in his younger days that he was gonna go back to again

one of these days

 

Dropped out of school when he was just sixteen

fell right into a tire plant

building the very things that make the asphalt sing

and put Alabama far behind you

 

I remember him saying that Chicago was a hell right here on earth

and twenty five years later I was saying the same thing about Memphis

 

It's no wonder everybody's scared of downtown Birmingham

it's just a little too close to home

But there's more crooks down here and the cops don't care,

while old white men wearing ties can do anything they want.

 

Once a country boy's seen the way the steam rises

off a man's insides on the sidewalk

Tends to change the way he thinks, the way he sees everything

and he goes back to where he came from

 

One of these days when my face looks like a roadmap gonna find my way back home.

And i'll go walking on the west side after dark and leave my gun locked in my car.

One of these days you'll take one look at me and run. One of these days you'll take

one look at me and run.

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The green plastic watering can

For a fake chinese rubberplant

In the fake plastic earth

That she bought from a rubber man

In a town full of rubber plans

To get rid of itself

 

It wears her out

It wears her out

It wears her out

It wears her out

 

She lives with a broken man

A cracked polystyrene man

Who just crumbles and burns

He used to do surgery for girls in the eighties

But gravity always wins

 

And it wears him out

And it wears him out

And it wears him out

 

She looks like the real thing

She tastes like the real thing

My fake plastic love

But I can't help the feeling

I could blow through the ceiling

if I just turned and ran

 

And it wears me out

It wears me out

It wears me out

 

If I could be who you wanted

if I could be who you wanted all the time

 

:wub

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"All I Need" by Radiohead

 

i'm the next act

waiting in the wings

i'm an animal

trapped in your hot car

i'm all the days

that you choose to ignore

 

you are all i need

you are all i need

i'm in the middle of the picture

lying in the reeds

 

i am a moth

who just wants to share your light

i'm just an insect

trying to get out of the night

we only stick like glue

because there are no others

 

you are all i need

you are all i need

i'm in the middle of the picture

lying in the reeds

 

it's all right

it's all wrong

it's all right

it's all wrong

it's all right

it's all wrong

it's all right

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The Acorn - Oh Napoleon

 

Talk about your peace of mind

The one I found so hard to find

Mosquito stuck in amber mine

Don't want my body trapped in time

 

As I wait for skies to clear

Don't seem to mind if I shed a tear

From time to time I'm swallowed whole

And in a wink spat on the floor

 

Will I follow you home again?

 

How's it feel to disappear

Like seriously disappear

And take a stab from papa's spear

Getting drunk on rotten air

 

Bite my tongue

I taste your blood

Never thought of that

I could bite hard enough

Eyes of fire in your skull

You've got the kind of eyes that burn gooseflesh off

 

Oh your charm is getting old

This kind of love ain't bought or sold

I know you tried if truth be told

But I still cast you to a bed of coal

 

Will I follow you home again

Bite my tongue

I taste your blood

Never thought tat I could bite hard enough

 

Might be one of the best albums this year. They're even playing the Sault! I gotta sneak in cause I'm underage though :D

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The Barmitzvah Brothers are coming to the Sault are they worth seeing as well?

 

 

I think it depends on how much female fronted indie pop you like. For me, they are really on that border between irascibly cute

and sort of irritating.

 

For instance they all wear City of Guelph work shirts and seem to play instruments found on garbage days or in attics.

 

 

Don't want to give you a bad impression though. Their concerts have been a lot of fun.

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All My Little Words

Magnetic Fields

 

You are a splendid butterfly

It is your wings that make you beautiful

and I could make you fly away

but I could never make you stay

 

You said you were in love with me

Both of us know that that's impossible

and I could make you rue the day

but I could never make you stay

 

Not for all the tea in China

not if I could sing like a bird

not for all North Carolina

not for all my little words

not if I could write for you

the sweetest song you ever heard

It doesn't matter what I do

not for all my little words.

 

Now that you've made me want to die

you tell me that you're unboyfriendable

and I could make you pay and pay

but I could never make you stay

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All My Little Words

Magnetic Fields

 

You are a splendid butterfly

It is your wings that make you beautiful

and I could make you fly away

but I could never make you stay

 

You said you were in love with me

Both of us know that that's impossible

and I could make you rue the day

but I could never make you stay

 

Not for all the tea in China

not if I could sing like a bird

not for all North Carolina

not for all my little words

not if I could write for you

the sweetest song you ever heard

It doesn't matter what I do

not for all my little words.

 

Now that you've made me want to die

you tell me that you're unboyfriendable

and I could make you pay and pay

but I could never make you stay

 

i don't get this entire thread... what's going on here?

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Been down to the corner

About once or twice

I don't know but it's been nice

I ain't got no money

I can't buy a damn thing

That I might like

Let's go down to the dime store

On some moonless night

And look at the rain

 

I got a shirt that cost a dollar twenty-five

I know I'm the best dressed man alive

I put it on and head down to the local dive

To put the icing on extraordinary rides

When I am done I leave em happy but insane

For to look at the rain

 

I'm a messed up torn down

Worthless bad of trouble

I take way too much

And I get right in your hair

I got a real sharp pin

With which to burst your bubble

This is trouble distribution

And I'm giving you your share

Won�t tell you nothing cause that's my aim

But I love the rain

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All My Little Words

Magnetic Fields

 

That song reminds me of like...a whole 6 months of my life. Great song.

 

Another great song...

 

 

 

 

Looking at your watch a third time waiting in the station for a bus

Going to a place that's far, so far away and if that's not enough

Going where nobody says hello, they don't talk to anybody they don't know

You'll wind up in some factory that's full time filth and nowhere left to go

Walk home to an empty house, sit around all by yourself

I know it might sound strange, but I believe

You'll be coming back before too long

 

Don't go back to Rockville, don't go back to Rockville, don't go back to Rockville

And waste another year

 

At night I drink myself to sleep and pretend

I don't care if you're not here with me

'Cause it's so much easier to handle

All my problems if I'm too far out to sea

But something better happen soon

Or it's gonna be too late to bring you back

 

Don't go back to Rockville, don't go back to Rockville, don't go back to Rockville

And waste another year

 

It's not as though I really need you

If you were here I'd only bleed you

But everybody else in town only wants to bring you down and

That's not how it ought to be

I know it might sound strange, but I believe

You'll be coming back before too long

 

Don't go back to Rockville, don't go back to Rockville, don't go back to Rockville

And waste another year

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Bind me tie me

Chain me to the wall I wanna be a slave

To you all

 

Oh bondage up yours

Oh bondage no more

Oh bondage up yours

Oh bondage no more

 

Chain-store chain-smoke

I consume you all

Chain-gang chain-mail

I don't think at all

 

Oh bondage up yours

Oh bondage no more

Oh bondage up yours

Oh bondage no more

 

Thrash me crash me

Beat me till I fall

I wanna be a victim

For you all

 

Oh bondage up yours

Oh bondage no more

Oh bondage up yours

Oh bondage no more

 

LouieB

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Artist: Yo La Tengo

Album: And Then Nothing Turned itself Inside Out

Song: "Cherry Chapstick" (6:14)

 

Someone else's date

In someone else's door

There's a girl with cherry Chapstick on and nothing more.

It's such a lurid pose

and she seems this close

But not to me

 

Clear as day

Crawling home at night

Wondering why the girls don't look at me when I walk by.

And the way they make me feel is way too real to believe

 

Wondering what it could be like if I could be that smooth

I could think about all that I missed out

It's hard to do

 

Someone else's date

In someone else's door

There's a girl with cherry Chapstick on and nothing more

It's such a lurid pose

and she seems this close

But not to me

 

Running around in circles all day long

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