And he just smoked my eyelids
And punched my cigarette
Quote from: jones on Jul 02, 2011, 08:47 PM
And he just smoked my eyelids
And punched my cigarette
Maaaan...... I wouldn't shut up with that line when I first heard it!!! Well I'd kind of transition between "But the post office has been STOLEN.... and the maaaailbox is
locked".....
Fun thread, I'll join in with:
Copper-dome Bodhi drip a silver
Kimono! Like a crazy-quilt stargown,
Through a dream
Night wind....
Little old lady got mutilated late last night, werewolves of London again.
My favorite parks are car parks,
Grass is something you smoke,
Birds are something you shag
Suddenly, all your history's ablaze
Try to breath as the world desintegrates
Just like autumn leaves: we're in for change
Holding tenderly to what remains
Mother Earth is pregnant for the third time
For y'all have knocked her up.
I have tasted the maggots in the mind of the universe
I was not offended
For I knew I had to rise above it all
Or drown in my own shit.
Athena, my heart felt like a shattered glass in an acid bath
It felt like one of those flattened ants you find on a crazy path
Quote from: Jaimoe on Jul 03, 2011, 07:12 PM
Mother Earth is pregnant for the third time
For y'all have knocked her up.
I have tasted the maggots in the mind of the universe
I was not offended
For I knew I had to rise above it all
Or drown in my own shit.
:thumbsup:
I wouldn't live there if you paid me
I couldn't live like that no siree!
I couldn't do the things those people do
I wouldn't live there if you paid me to.
Quote from: Tracy 2112 on Jul 03, 2011, 07:30 PM
Athena, my heart felt like a shattered glass in an acid bath
It felt like one of those flattened ants you find on a crazy path
Too bad the album this came from is pretty limp, except for "Cry If You Want" and "Eminence Front".
What's to be found racing around
You carry your pain wherever you go
Full of the blues and trying to lose
You ain't gonna learn what you don't want to know
Well, I'm just a lonely acrobat, the live wire is my trade
I've been a shine boy for your acid brat and a wharf rat of your state
Mary, my queen, your blows for freedom are missing
You're not man enough for me to hate or woman enough for kissing
If fireworks go off tonight, it'll be just like the
Fourth of July
8)
I'm as cool as a body on ice
hotter than the rolling dice
send you to heaven
take you to hell
I aint foolin
can't you tell ;)
His job is to shed light and not to master
All through the seven oceans
I am the star most famed,
Many 'leggys' have I lost
Many have I gained,
And strange to say quite recently
I've been to Flemish Land
And if you are courteous
I'll tell you all I can.....
(http://www.wanders.ca/wedding/images/starfish.gif)
So may the sunrise bring hope
Where it once was forgotten
Sons are like birds
Flying upward over the mountain
Quote from: YouAre_GivenToFly on Jul 04, 2011, 04:30 PM
So may the sunrise bring hope
Where it once was forgotten
Sons are like birds
Flying upward over the mountain
Oh I love that one dearly
Quote from: woodnymph on Jul 04, 2011, 04:34 PM
Quote from: YouAre_GivenToFly on Jul 04, 2011, 04:30 PM
So may the sunrise bring hope
Where it once was forgotten
Sons are like birds
Flying upward over the mountain
Oh I love that one dearly
I've been digging Sam in a big way for the past 30 hours or so
Throw out your gold teeth
And see how they roll
The answer they reveal
Life is unreal
every day I want to fly my kite
every day I want to fly my kite
and every day I want to get on my camel and ride :bath:
I'll be damned if I didn't let you
Be a part of some new start
And make me lose my will to leave this place
And I'll be damned if I didn't let you;
You took my heart and tore it apart
And made me watch the tears fall from your face
When I was seventeen
I drank some very good beer
I drank some very good beer I purchased
with a fake I.D.
My name was Brian McGee
I stayed up listening to Queen
When I was seventeen.
All I do is miss you and the way we used to be
All I do is keep the beat, and bad company
Now all I do is kiss you through the bars of a rhyme
Juliet, I'd do the stars with you any time
I talk alot about football
And girls I kissed in grade four
I piss off my friends and digging a hole
Just staring at the floor
Now every t-shirts got a wine stain
I'm loving cigarettes again
I know every tune about guys and girls
And hurts and hearts and moans
I miss you like sleep
And there's nothing romantic about the hours I keep
The mornings when it starts
I don't look so sharp
Now I've got a heavy heart
Your debutante just knows what you need
But I know what you want
Quote from: megalicious on Jul 05, 2011, 03:12 PM
Your debutante just knows what you need
But I know what you want
:thumbsup:
Meteors may strike the earth
Nations live and die
I'm the boy who got the girl
Who showed me how to fly
We can cross the race divide
Bridge a gap that wasn't really there
I'm gonna hold her in my charm
Just like Fred Astaire
just about anything on here... ;D
(http://www.neutralmilkhotel.net/nmh5.jpg)
You are my center when I spin away
she said to me, over the phone
she wanted to see other people
i thought, "well then, look around, they're everywhere"
said that she was confused...
i thought, "darling, join the club"
24 years old, mid-life crisis
nowadays hits you when you're young
i hung up, she called back, i hung up again
the process had already started
at least it happened quick
i swear, i died inside that night
my friend, he called
i didn't mention a thing
the last thing he said was, "be sound"
sound...
i contemplated an awful thing, i hate to admit
i just thought those would be such appropriate last words
but i'm still here
and small
so small.. how could this struggle seem so big?
so big...
while the palms in the breeze still blow green
and the waves in the sea still absolute blue
but the horror
every single thing i see is a reminder of her
never thought i'd curse the day i met her
and since she's gone and wouldn't hear
who would care? what good would that do?
but i'm still here
so i imagine in a month...or 12
i'l be somewhere having a drink
laughing at a stupid joke
or just another stupid thing
and i can see myself stopping short
drifting out of the present
sucked by the undertow and pulled out deep
and there i am, standing
wet grass and white headstones all in rows
and in the distance there's one, off on its own
so i stop, kneel
my new home...
and i picture a sober awakening, a re-entry into this little bar scene
sip my drink til the ice hits my lip
order another round
and that's it for now
sorry
never been too good at happy endings...
Then the X-Files being,
Looking like some kind of blue-green Jackie Chan
with Isabella Rossellini lips, and breath that reeked of
vanilla Chig Champa
Did a slow-mo Matrix descent
Outta the butt end of the banana vessel
And hovered above my bug-eyes, my gaping jaw,
and my sweaty L. Ron Hubbard upper lip,
and all I could think was:
"I hope Uncle Martin here doesn't notice
that I pissed my fuckin' pants."
And after calming me down
with some orange slices
and some fetal spooning,
E.T. revealed to me his singular purpose.
He said, "You are the Chosen One,
the One who will deliver the message.
A message of hope for those who choose to hear it
and a warning for those who do not."
Me. The Chosen One?
They chose me!!!
And I didn't even graduate from fuckin' high school.
Quote from: mahg33ta on Jul 06, 2011, 09:51 AM
Then the X-Files being,
Looking like some kind of blue-green Jackie Chan
with Isabella Rossellini lips, and breath that reeked of
vanilla Chig Champa
Did a slow-mo Matrix descent
Outta the butt end of the banana vessel
And hovered above my bug-eyes, my gaping jaw,
and my sweaty L. Ron Hubbard upper lip,
and all I could think was:
"I hope Uncle Martin here doesn't notice
that I pissed my fuckin' pants."
And after calming me down
with some orange slices
and some fetal spooning,
E.T. revealed to me his singular purpose.
He said, "You are the Chosen One,
the One who will deliver the message.
A message of hope for those who choose to hear it
and a warning for those who do not."
Me. The Chosen One?
They chose me!!!
And I didn't even graduate from fuckin' high school.
Nice one. Add "shit the bed again" to it. ;D
Quote from: Jon T. on Jul 06, 2011, 09:56 AM
Quote from: mahg33ta on Jul 06, 2011, 09:51 AM
Then the X-Files being,
Looking like some kind of blue-green Jackie Chan
with Isabella Rossellini lips, and breath that reeked of
vanilla Chig Champa
Did a slow-mo Matrix descent
Outta the butt end of the banana vessel
And hovered above my bug-eyes, my gaping jaw,
and my sweaty L. Ron Hubbard upper lip,
and all I could think was:
"I hope Uncle Martin here doesn't notice
that I pissed my fuckin' pants."
And after calming me down
with some orange slices
and some fetal spooning,
E.T. revealed to me his singular purpose.
He said, "You are the Chosen One,
the One who will deliver the message.
A message of hope for those who choose to hear it
and a warning for those who do not."
Me. The Chosen One?
They chose me!!!
And I didn't even graduate from fuckin' high school.
Nice one. Add "shit the bed again" to it. ;D
I had the whole song but it seemed a bit much, but just a little encouragement is all I need :thumbsup: Here's the second half (part in bold is my favorite - I never get tired of listening to that section):
Then he looked right through me
With somniferous almond eyes
Don't even know what that means
Must remember to write it down
This is so real
Like the time Dave floated away
See, my heart is pounding
'Cause this shit never happens to me
I can't breathe right now!
It was so real,
Like I woke up in Wonderland.
All sorta terrifying
I don't wanna be all alone
While I tell this story.
And can anyone tell me why
Y'all sound like Peanuts parents?
Will I ever be coming down?
This is so real
Finally, it's my lucky day
See, my heart is racing
'Cause this shit never happens to me
I can't breathe right now!
You believe me, don't you?
Please believe what I've just said!
See the Dead ain't touring
And this wasn't all in my head.
See, they took me by the hand
And invited me right in.
Then they showed me something
I don't even know where to begin.
Strapped down [to] my bed
Feet cold [and] eyes red
I'm out of my head
Am I alive? Am I dead?
Can't remember what they said
God damn, shit the bed.
Hey ...
Overwhelmed as one would be, placed in my position.
Such a heavy burden now to be the One
Born to bear and bring to all the details of our ending,
To write it down for all the world to see.
But I forgot my pen
Shit the bed again ...
Typical.Strapped down [to] my bed
Feet cold and eyes red
I'm out of my head
Am I alive? Am I dead?
Sunkist * and Sudafed
Gyroscopes and infrared
Won't help, I'm brain dead
Can't remember what they said
God damn, shit the bed
Quote from: mahg33ta on Jul 06, 2011, 10:15 AM
Overwhelmed as one would be, placed in my position.
Such a heavy burden now to be the One
Born to bear and bring to all the details of our ending,
To write it down for all the world to see.
But I forgot my pen
Shit the bed again ...
Typical.
Agreed. I also love the delivery of this. MJK vocals at it's finest. :thumbsup:
Drop a couple coins and a feather
And watch them float away at the same time
Love them whores they never judge you...
...what can you say when you're a whore...
Thank you g33ta for bringin' the Tool into the mix here 8)
I embrace my
Desire to
Feel the rhythm, to
Feel connected
Enough to step aside and
Weep like a widow, to
Feel inspired, to
Fathom the power, to
Witness the beauty, to
Bathe in the fountain, to
Swing on the spiral, to
Swing on the spiral, to
Swing on the spiral of
Our divinity and
Still be a human
With my feet upon the ground I move myself between the sounds
And open wide to suck it in, I feel it move across my skin
I'm reachin' up and reachin' out, I'm reachin' for the random or
Whatever will bewilder me, whatever will bewilder me
And following our will and wind, we may just go where no one's been
We'll ride the spiral to the end and may just go where no one's been
Spiral out
Keep going
Spiral out
Keep going
Quote from: woodnymph on Jul 08, 2011, 06:59 PM
Thank you g33ta for bringin' the Tool into the mix here 8)
With my feet upon the ground I move myself between the sounds
And open wide to suck it in, I feel it move across my skin
I'm reachin' up and reachin' out, I'm reachin' for the random or
Whatever will bewilder me, whatever will bewilder me
And following our will and wind, we may just go where no one's been
We'll ride the spiral to the end and may just go where no one's been
Spiral out
Keep going
Spiral out
Keep going
:thumbsup: :thumbsup: Some of my favorite driving music! In fact this in particular kept me awake driving home from Mountain Jam
Imagined the future
Woke up with a scream
I was buying some feelings
From a vending machine
...some Frank Zappa
I gotta great big pointy fang, that is my zomby toof
My right foot's bigger than the other one is, like a regular zomby hoof
If I raid your dormitorium, don't try to remain aloof
I might snatch you up screamin through the window all nekkid, and do it to you up on the roof...
Last fair deal on the country,
Last fair deal in the town,
Put your gold money where your love is baby,
Before You let my deal go down.
Quote from: tdb810 on Jul 16, 2011, 11:31 PM
Last fair deal on the country,
Last fair deal in the town,
Put your gold money where your love is baby,
Before You let my deal go down.
:thumbsup: :thumbsup:
"Look at all the happy creatures, dancin' on the lawn!!!!!"
Quote from: woodnymph on Jul 28, 2011, 12:08 AM
Quote from: tdb810 on Jul 16, 2011, 11:31 PM
Last fair deal on the country,
Last fair deal in the town,
Put your gold money where your love is baby,
Before You let my deal go down.
:thumbsup: :thumbsup:
"Look at all the happy creatures, dancin' on the lawn!!!!!"
Ooby dooby ooby dooby ooby dooby
Ooby doo wah, doo wah, doo wah, doo wah.
When the only tool you have is a hammer
Everything looks like a nail
Today I didn't even have to use my A.K.
I gotta say it was a good day
So if you are the big tree
We are the small axe
!Chewing the Grits!!!
Hot as a Pistol.......but cool inside.
"I wanna have pride like my momma has, and not like the kind in the bible that turns you bad"
The Avett Brothers - A Perfect Space
"Fearing not I'd become my enemy...
In the instant that I preach"
"I'd rather be dead than cool"
Quote from: sweatboard on Aug 04, 2011, 05:51 PM
"I'd rather be dead than cool"
Every line ends in rhyme
Less is more, love is blind
I was bleedin' pretty good onto a Daffodil
That weren't no DJ, that was hazy cosmic jive...
Did you ever try
To smiiiiiiiiile at some people.......
Yes and all
They ever seem
To do
Is stare
(http://www.pic4ever.com/images/cowboypistol.gif)
For Halloween give her a trumpet,
And for Christmas buy her ay drrrummm
The universe is shaped exactly like the earth, if you go straight long enough you end up where you were.
I will hold the candle, 'til it burns up my arm
I'll keep taking punches, 'til their will grows tired
I will stare the sun down, until my eyes go blind
Oh I won't change direction, and I won't change my mind
You need a cyclone wind on a steam engine howler
That's been banging and booming and blowing forever
That knows yer troubles a hundred times over
You need a Greyhound bus that don't bar no race
That won't laugh at yer looks
Your voice or your face
And by any number of bets in the book
Will be rollin' long after the bubblegum craze
You need something to open up a new door
To show you something you seen before
But overlooked a hundred times or more
You need something to open your eyes
You need something to make it known
That it's you and no one else that owns
That spot that yer standing, that space that you're sitting
That the world ain't got you beat
That it ain't got you licked
It can't get you crazy no matter how many
Times you might get kicked
Quote from: woodnymph on Dec 09, 2011, 12:25 AM
You need a cyclone wind on a steam engine howler
That's been banging and booming and blowing forever
That knows yer troubles a hundred times over
You need a Greyhound bus that don't bar no race
That won't laugh at yer looks
Your voice or your face
And by any number of bets in the book
Will be rollin' long after the bubblegum craze
You need something to open up a new door
To show you something you seen before
But overlooked a hundred times or more
You need something to open your eyes
You need something to make it known
That it's you and no one else that owns
That spot that yer standing, that space that you're sitting
That the world ain't got you beat
That it ain't got you licked
It can't get you crazy no matter how many
Times you might get kicked
How does he do it? What a beutiful mind.
I'm tired of hearing about your terrible life
I'm living the exact same one
but on the other side of your voice
As the lines on my face grow deeper
And the well of my soul runs dry
I find that I drink more & more
From the memories of you & I
When you're lost in the rain in Juarez, and it's Eastertime tooooo................. 8)
Quote from: woodnymph on Apr 08, 2012, 01:37 AM
When you're lost in the rain in Juarez, and it's Eastertime tooooo................. 8)
Always love me some dylan!
Quote from: mahg33ta on Mar 25, 2012, 06:34 PM
I'm tired of hearing about your terrible life
I'm living the exact same one
but on the other side of your voice
Anyone who has ever been in a bad relationship can identify with that lyric!
there's still some gentle people fucking to 'strawberry letter 23'
Quote from: rats on Apr 09, 2012, 05:15 PM
there's still some gentle people fucking to 'strawberry letter 23'
Rats...I cant resist ;)
"they don't eat, don't sleep
they don't feed, they don't seethe
bare their gums when they moan and squeak
lick the dirt off a larger one's feet
they don't push, don't crowd
congregate until they're much too loud
fuck to procreate till they are dead
drink the blood of their so called best friend
they don't scurry when something bigger comes their way
don't pack themselves together and run as one
don't shit where they're not supposed to
don't take what's not theirs, they don't compare"
When I first met my SpottieOttieDopalicious Angel
I can remember that damn thing like yesterday
The way she moved reminded me of a Brown Stallion
Horse with skates on ya know. Smooth like a hot comb
On nappy ass hair
I walked up on her & was almost paralyzed
Her neck was smelling sweeter
Than a plate of yams with extra syrup
Eyes beaming like four karats apiece just blindin' a nigga
Felt like I chiefed a whole O of that Presidential
My heart was beating so damn fast
Never knowing this moment would bring another
Life into this world
Funny how shit come together sometimes [ya dig]
One moment you frequent the booty clubs &
The next four years you & somebody's daughter
Raisin' y'all own young'n now that's a beautiful thang
That's if you're on top of your game
And man enough to handle real life situations [that is]
Can't gamble feeding baby on that dope money
Might not always be sufficient but the
United Parcel Service & the people at the Post Office
Didn't call you back because you had cloudy piss
So now you back in the trap just that, trapped
Go on and marinate on that for a minute
I am a wall awaiting a catchword.
Everyone I come across, in cages they bought
They think of me and my wandering, but I'm never what they thought
I've got my indignation, but I'm pure in all my thoughts
I'm alive...
Quote from: blucas on Apr 12, 2012, 07:14 PM
Everyone I come across, in cages they bought
They think of me and my wandering, but I'm never what they thought
I've got my indignation, but I'm pure in all my thoughts
I'm alive...
FAVORITE.
Hang your heart on a laughing willow!
(http://www.pic4ever.com/images/treeswing.gif)
(http://www.pic4ever.com/images/grouphugg.gif)
Come gather 'round people
Wherever you roam
And admit that the waters
Around you have grown
And accept it that soon
You'll be drenched to the bone
If your time to you
Is worth savin'
Then you better start swimmin'
Or you'll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changin'.
Quote from: johnnYYac on Sep 04, 2012, 11:23 PM
Come gather 'round people
Wherever you roam
And admit that the waters
Around you have grown
And accept it that soon
You'll be drenched to the bone
If your time to you
Is worth savin'
Then you better start swimmin'
Or you'll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changin'.
Good one, Johnny!!!
Quote from: woodnymph on Sep 04, 2012, 11:10 PM
Hang your heart on a laughing willow!
(http://www.pic4ever.com/images/treeswing.gif)
(http://www.pic4ever.com/images/grouphugg.gif)
Perfect, Woody!
And all the fish that lay in dirty water dyin'
Have they got you hypnotized?
Who was born in a house full of pain.
Who was trained not to spit in the fan.
Who was told what to do by the man.
Who was broken by trained personnel.
Who was fitted with collar and chain.
Who was given a pat on the back.
Who was breaking away from the pack.
Who was only a stranger at home.
Who was ground down in the end.
Who was found dead on the phone.
Who was dragged down by the stone.
Where you goin' city boy?
Music was like electric sugar
And Zuzu Bolin played
"Stavin' Chain" and Mighty
Tiny on the saw and he
Threw his head back with a
Mouth full of gold teeth
And they played lopsided heart
And moon over Dog Street and
By the time they played Moanin Low
I was soakin wet and wild eyed
And Doctor Bliss slipped me a
Preparation and I fell asleep with
Livery Stable Blues in my ear
and hey Charlie I think about you everytime I pass a fillin station
on account of all the grease you used to wear in your hair
and I still have that record of Little Anthony and the Imperials
but someone stole my record player now how do you like that?
Your light's reflected now
Reflected from afar
We were but stones, your light made us stars
Cause life ain't nothing but a good groove
A good mix tape to put you in the right mood
Aint no doubt about it , we were doubly blessed
coz we barely 17 & we were barely dressed
,,,,glowin' like the metal on the edge of a knife
A Sanitation expert
And Maintenance engineer
A garbage man, a janitor
And you my dear
One day you know that beaver tried to leave her, so she caged him up with cyclone fence.
As I bug out and absorb this energy
Refer to my memories, the scenes of lines and rhymes
To put together for these times
Right off the top like suicide jumpers landed on your block
Ahhh...and do pauses like that and do ad-libs to stretch
To prefer that I'm the bestest more like a suggestion
But maybe it's the truth..still falling off the roof
Thought I was dead but didn't hit the ground
Call the police and hit the pound
It's not 911 on your dial-tone son
It's a write around with a smile in front