Wednesday 30 November 2011

Steals my mind and hides it in her garden

Song: The Chameleons - The fan and bellows
Album: This Never Ending Now (2002)
Label: Paradiso Records

A Beecher's Brook is love
A hurdle at which greater men have fallen
She manipulates
Steals my mind and hides it in her garden

But now
Only love can bring me down
Somehow
Somehow love must bring me down
I've become the fan and the bellows

Cupid masturbates
Absent of all thought and of all reason
Shoots me in the back
I think perhaps it must be shooting season

But now
Only love can bring me down
Somehow
Somehow love must bring me down
I've become the fan and the bellows

Not me...
Not me...

But now
Only love can bring me down
I've become the fan and the bellows
Somehow love must bring me down
I've become the fan and the bellows
Alternative Lyrics from Marks songbook (Dearest dead days):

A Beecher's Brook is love
A hurdle at which greater men
Have fallen
She manipulates
Steals my mind
And hides it in her garden

But now
Only love can bring her down
Somehow
Somehow love will bring me down
I've become the fan and the bellows

Cupid masturbates
Absent of all thought
And of all reason
Shoots me in the back
I think perhaps
It must be shooting season

Tuesday 29 November 2011

Stop smoking that

Song: Babyshambles - Lost Art Of Murder
Album: Shotter's Nation (2007)
Label: Parlophone

Roll a four
Roll a nine
Find yourself washed up in paradise

But like before
You didn't mind
Someone else washed up in paradise

If i really did

What a nice day for a murder
You call yourself a killer but the only thing your killing is your time
There's nothing absurder
A bird is just a burden
To your heart your soul your body, spirit and mind

Don't look at me like that
She won't take you back
You said to much
You been to unkind
Get up off your back
Stop smoking that
You could change your life
You just might change your mind

Could roll a four
Could roll a nine
Find yourself washed up in paradise

All the fours
And all the nines
I lost my phone in paradise

It's big as you go

What a nice day for a murder
Say you're a killer, the only thing your killing is time
It's nothing absurder
A bird is a burden
To your heart your soul your body, spirit and mind

Don't look at me like that
She won't take you back
You done to much
You been to unkind
Get up off your back
Stop smoking that
You could change your life
Do you think they'll change their minds

Monday 28 November 2011

Throughout any type of weather

Song: The Raconteurs - Together
Album: Broken Boy Soldiers (2006)
Label: Third Man Records


You and me forever
We belong together
And we'll always endeavor
Throughout any type of weather

You want everything to be just like
The stories that you read but never write
You gotta learn to live and live and learn
You gotta learn to give and wait your turn
Or you'll get burned

You wrote our names down on the sidewalk
The rain came and washed 'em off
So we should write 'em again on wet cement
So maybe people a long time from now will know what we meant

You want every morning to be just like
The stories that you read but never write
You gotta learn to live and live and learn
You gotta learn to give and wait your turn
My only concern

I'm adding something new to the mixture
So there's a different hue to your picture
A different ending to this fairytale
When the sunset into which we sail

You want everything to be just like
The stories that you read but you can't write
You gotta learn to live and live and learn
You gotta learn to give and wait your turn
Or you'll get burned

Sunday 27 November 2011

Simple math, it's how our bodies even got here

Song: Manchester Orchestra - Simple Math
Album: Simple Math (2011)
Label: Favorite Gentlemen Recordings

Hunter eyes
I'm lost and hardly noticed, slight goodbye
I want to rip your lips off in my mouth
And even in my greatest moment doubt
The line between deceit and right now

Simple math, it's how our bodies even got here
Sinful math, the ebb and flow to multiply
What if I was wrong and no one cared to mention
What if it was true and all we thought was right was wrong?
Simple math, the truth cannot be fractioned
Either way...

I imply to mitigate the guilt, we could align
A perfectly constructed alibi
To hush the violent guilt that eats and never dies
In actual blame, they call me once the dark divides

Simple math, it's why our bodies even lay here
Sinful math, the truth cannot be fashioned
What if you were crazy, would we have to listen then?

What if we've been trying to get to where we’ve always been?
What if I was wrong, and started trying to fix it?
What if you believed me? Everything is brilliant

Oh, oh, oh

What if I’ve been trying to get to where I’ve always been?
What if we’ve been trying to get to where we’ve always been?
Simple math, believe me, all is brilliant
What if we've been trying to kill the noise and silence?

What if I was wrong and you had never questioned it?
What if it was true, that all we thought was right, was wrong?
Simple math, the truth cannot be fractioned
I imply I've got to get it back then

Oh, oh, oh

Saturday 26 November 2011

And so we sink so far down

Song: Warpaint - Lissie's Heart Murmur
Album: The Fool (2011)
Label: Rough Trade Records

On the edge of the water where the ships pass by
and the sound of your laughter in the endless sky
tips my head back, full of swimming thoughts
beneath deep breathing that sinks so far down
that sings so far down

and I handle my business and I know the prize
is of no consequence. You have looked with your eyes
wide open to what's inside, that sinks so far down

I'm in two

I went looking, went searching under the water
sinking and pushing, till you pulled me under
to where you are, to where we build our house
and so we sink so far down
and we can't go back now, can't go back now

on the edge of the water where the ships pass by
and the sound of your laughter in the endless sky
tips my head back, full of swimming thoughts
beneath deep breathing

now I stay holding this honesty with you

I went looking, went searching under the water
sinking and pushing, till you pulled me under
to where you are, to where we build our house
and so we sink so far down
and we can't go back now

sink so far down when I know you're around
and I can't go back now, can't go back now

Friday 25 November 2011

No more tricks and no more games

Song: Pete and the Pirates - Winter 1
Album: One Thousand Pictures (2011)
Label: Stolen Recordings

In The Winter hollow time
You feel bitter thats your sign
You're a problem comes to mind
drink through winter the gutters fine

You've got a long way home x2

Wrote a letter about this time
But you better not waste your time
you're a problem that comes to mind
drink through winters the gutters fine

You've got a long way home x4

Washing Powder
Is that your washing powder
little voice I hear getting louder
it's one stupid thing to remind me
of somebody I thought was behind me

Yes they came back pushing the knife in
slow down you're caught in a whirlwind
I will hire a private detective
trying to work it out in the end dear

Hey don't just stand there
There's no point in empty hands
Where's your boy tonight
Wonder do you realize
what you have done
cos I'm not pretending
no more tricks and no more games
my tails between my legs now

Yes you keep talking and talking
looking nice and isnt it boring
then somebody else whose wearing your perfume
walks past and it really confuses me

So come back stop pushing the knife in
slow down you're caught in a whirlwind
I will hire a private detective
trying to work it out in the end dear

Hey don't just stand there
There's no point in empty hands
Where's your boy tonight
Wonder do your realise
what you have done
cos I'm not pretending
no more tricks and no more games
my tails between my legs now

Look Look at your hair well thats not you
you paint your face but I still see through

Is that your washind powder
little voice I hear getting louder
its one stupide thing to remind me
of somebody I thought was behind me

Yes she came back pushing the knife in
slow down you're caught in a whirlwind
I will hire a private detective
trying to work it out in the end dear

Thursday 24 November 2011

It could be a wonderful thing

Song: Foster the People - Love
Album: Torches (2011)
Label: Columbia Records


Hello, my name is Mark
It's a gentlemen's games
And I can slip through and creepin'
Through the night's parade
I'll shake a hand or two
I'll tip my hat to you
I'm always runnin' and a-jumpin'
Like a fool who would do
On through the wild, I see her
She sees me
What we can be something, it's exciting
I wanna run away
But I don't move, I stay
I talk to her, I say
You you were meant for me
Oh I can't speak, I think I'm falling in

Love, love, love
It could be a wonderful thing
Love, love
It can make you crazy
Love love love
It could be an incredible thing
Love love love
If you have it it's amazing

Sarah, she's a cougar
Got moves like barracudas
On the hunt for the runs
That left gone the twenty-to-yas
Got her head up high
High heels that match her thighs
And she be spending lots of money
Her friends, think she's real funny
She says "hey look at me"
"You will see that I'm a queen"
Got experience to give
All the life you never lived
But all the boys just run
She never has her fun
Oh yeah, but Sarah
She don't care, she keeps looking
Cause she's hoping for

Love, love, love
It could be a wonderful thing
Love, love
It can make you crazy
Love love love
It could be an incredible thing
Love love love
If you have it it's amazing

Oooh ooh ooh oooh ooh yeah yeah [x2]

I got the fever
Got the fever
Got the fever yeah,
I said she's got the fever
Got the fever
Yeah, I'm falling in love
You got the fever
Got the fever
Got the fever
I said got the fever
Got the fever
Yeah I'm falling in

Love, love, love
It could be a wonderful thing
Love, love
It can make you crazy
Love love love
It could be an incredible thing
Love love love
If you have it it's amazing

Wednesday 23 November 2011

Just like in a storybook

Song: She & Him - Got Me
Album: Volume One (2008)
Label: Merge Records


Saw your face, my hand you took
Just like in a storybook
And you've got me
Yeah, you've got me

I can't even argue
Couldn't 'cause it's true
Now you've got me
Yeah, you've got me

Got me tucked up in your pocket
Don't know how you won my heart
'cause I'd locked it
Yeah, I'd locked it

I can feel your heartbeat
Where I lay my head
'cause you've got me
Yeah you've got me
X2

Got me tucked up in your pocket
Don't know how you won my heart
'cause I'd locked it
Yeah, I'd locked it

Tuesday 22 November 2011

There's someone who's loved you forever but you don't know it.

Song: Kate Bush - Among angels
Album: 50 Words for Snow (2011)
Label: Fish People

Only you can do something about it.
There's no-one there, my friend, any better.
I might know what you mean when you say you fall apart.
Aren't we all the same? In and out of doubt.
I can see angels standing around you.
They shimmer like mirrors in Summer.
But you don't know it.
And they will carry you o'er the walls.
If you need us, just call.
Rest your weary world in their hands.
Lay your broken laugh at their feet.
I can see angels around you.
They shimmer like mirrors in Summer.
There's someone who's loved you forever but you don't know it.
You might feel it and just not show it.

Monday 21 November 2011

Just don't come home and say you've been asleep

Song: Mazzy Star - Common Burn
Album: -
Label: Rough Trade Records

Simple things like your overcoat
And your beauty
That still are burnin' me
Let me hang around
Even if it's just some way
To have some common burn
A common burn
So I spend the night in someone's house
That you glowed in
Oh simple me that you fled
But we have haven't a clue
That common burn
That common burn
Aware of arms
I've seen yours
So many times before
You could sit around
And have everything that you score
Just don't come home and say you've been asleep
When you know you're burnin' someone
That common burn
That common burn
You know we have

Sunday 20 November 2011

This merry-go-round has spun itself into the ground

Song: Hot Hot Heat - Future Breeds
Album: Future Breeds (2010)
Label: Dangerbird Records

I won't say anymore
I won't say anything
I won't say anymore
I won't say anything
I won't say anymore
I won't say anything
I won't say anymore

Across the bridge on Abbott Strip
There lives a man with atlas grip
Windows covered, single mattress
On Friday nights he feeds his actress

Across the bridge on Abbott Street
There lives this girl she used to be
Still half naked she falls in traffic
You dumb ass kid here's your dumb ass life back

I won't come back crawling again
I won't come back crawling again
No I won't come back crawling again
Won't come back crawling again

I won't say anymore
I won't say anything
I won't say anymore
I won't say anything
I won't say anymore
I won't say anything
I won't say anymore

Some may fear just your name
For me I wish it was the same
I'm still waiting for somebody
To fix this damage to my body

Some may fear the future breeds
these drunken sailors planting seeds
I'll just need this cheque to clear
So I can check right out of here

Believe me I won't come back crawling again
I won't come back crawling again
I won't come back crawling again
I won't come back crawling again

This merry-go-round has spun itself into the ground
And an eighth of me knows that an eighth of this ilfe
Is still fun as hell

But they breed you better babe
Bred you better
They bred you better than me

They breed you better babe
Bred you better
Bred you better than me

I won't say anymore
I won't say anything
I won't say anymore
I won't say anything
I won't say anymore
I won't say anything
I won't say anymore

They breed you better babe
Bred you better
They bred you better than me

They breed you better babe
Bred you better
They bred you better than me

Saturday 19 November 2011

You were always so lost in the dark

Song: The Cure - Pictures of You
Album: Disintegration (1989)
Label: Fiction Records

I've been looking so long at these pictures of you
And I almost believe that they're real
I've been living so long with my pictures of you
That I almost believe that the pictures are
All I can feel

Remembering you
Standing quiet in the rain
As I ran to your heart to be near
And we kissed as the sky fell in
Holding you close
How I always held close in your fear
Remembering you
Running soft through the night
You were bigger and brighter and whiter than snow
And screamed at the make-believe
Screamed at the sky
And you finally found all your courage
To let it all go

Remembering
You falling into my arms
Crying for the death of your heart
You were stone white
So delicate
Lost in the cold
You were always so lost in the dark
Remembering you
How you used to be
Slow drowned
You were angels
So much more than everything
Hold for the last time then slip away quietly
Open my eyes
But I never see anything

If only I'd thought of the right words
I could have held on to your heart
If only I'd thought of the right words
I wouldn't be breaking apart
All my pictures of you

Looking so long at these pictures of you
But I never hold on to your heart
Looking so long for the words to be true
But always just breaking apart
My pictures of you

There was nothing in the world
That I ever wanted more
Than to feel you deep in my heart
There was nothing in the world
That I ever wanted more
Than to never feel the breaking apart
All my pictures of you

Friday 18 November 2011

Pack your bag, run away...along a freeway, out of town

Song: Madrugada - Electric
Album: Industrial Silence (1999)
Label: Virgin Records


Pack your bag, run away
Along a freeway, out of town
Where you'd like and the night is over
It's alright

From despair, between the sheets
Spilling over, spinning round
Waiting still, in the street
Ain't it bitter, ain't it sweet, oh ho

Holding, holding on to you again
Holding, holding on to you again
No rushing, don't rush it, my love
Holding on, holding, holding on to you

Bet you lie, on your back
In the backseat of his car
Cattle black, pepper night
Dylan Thomas, pass around
Passing out on the floor
In the bathroom, black light vail
We don't need once again
Sing the song, sing
Drink the wine, love

Oh, well how long did we stay in there
Well I can't believe my eyes
Well how long did I take this
Well I can't hold on no, hold on

Holding, holding on to you again
Holding, holding on to you again
I'm ready, I'm ready, my love
Holding, holding on to you

Thursday 17 November 2011

My future is static

Song: Sonic Youth - Schizophrenia
Album: Sister (1987)
Label: SST Records


I went away to see an old friend of mine
His sister came over she was out of her mind
She said Jesus had a twin who knew nothing about sin
She was laughing like crazy at the trouble I'm in
Her light eyes were dancing she is insane
Her brother says shes just a bitch with a golden chain
She keeps coming closer saying I can feel it in my bones
Schizophrenia is taking me home

My future is static
Its already had it
I could tuck you in
And we can talk about it
I had a dream
And it split the scene
But I got a hunch
Its coming back to me

Wednesday 16 November 2011

Let’s grow old together and die at the same time

Song: White Lies - To Lose My Life
Album: To Lose My Life... (2009)
Label: Fiction Records


He said to lose my life or lose my love,
That’s the nightmare I’ve been running from.
So let me hold you in my arms a while,
I was always careless as a child.
And there’s a part of me that still believes,
My soul will soar above the trees.
But a desperate fear flows through my blood,
That our dead loves buried beneath the mud.

Let’s grow old together,
And die at the same time.
Let’s grow old together,
And die at the same time.

I said I’ve got no time I have to go,
And I was more right then now I’ll ever know.
He said my heart is faint, will minds regret,
And left him crying next to the chapels steps.

Let’s grow old together,
And die at the same time.

Let’s grow old together,
And die at the same time.

He said?

Let’s grow old together,
And die at the same time.
Let’s grow old together,
And die at the same time.

He said?

He said to lose my life or lose my love,
That’s the nightmare I’ve been running from.
So let me hold you in my arms a while,
I was careless as a child.
There’s a part of me that still believes,
My soul will soar above the trees.
A desperate fear flows through my blood,
Our dead loves buried beneath the mud.
A desperate fear flows through my blood,
Our dead loves buried beneath the mud

Tuesday 15 November 2011

Ugly things through my mind they have passed

Song: dEUS - Roses
Album: In a Bar, Under the Sea (1996)
Label: Island Records


Rose said quote it's time to make a mess
Time will be soon mine in time I guess
She's painting on my back a beautiful flowerpot
And she treats me she treats me she treats me like her local god

Rose said quote it's time to make a mess
This one's yours and yours is self obsessed
She's painting on my back a green tom, the beefheart one
And she cuddles and she coos and she cuts the bullshit I confessed

She said: "Don't look my way"
What can I possibly say
I've never seen you before today
I'm just the one that makes you think of the one
that makes you feel you're the one"

But thank you for the roses, for the roses
so thank you for the roses, for the roses
thank you for the roses, for the roses
thank you for the roses, for the roses

Rose said quote it's time to make a mess
remind me what it is that I do best
She's painting on my back some beautiful something sweet
And she treats me she treats me she beats me

Rose said quote my time has come at last
Ugly things through my mind they have passed
She's scratching on my back 'if this boy believes me'
She leaves me, deceives me and takes those flowers just to please me.....

Rose don't mind where she been
She been blind
She been mine
All this time
She been kind
She been mine
She said: "Thank you for the roses, for the roses" (just to please me)
Thank you for the roses, for the roses(just to please me)
Thank you for the roses, for the roses(just to please me)
Thank you for the roses, for the roses(just to please me)
Thank you.

Monday 14 November 2011

Wrap yourself around me

Song: The Grates - Turn Me On
Album: Secret Rituals (2011)


It all started long ago, we have staples deep they go, to an pasture vivid
Green, to a slow moving stream.

I will have you justify, drawing on your baby teeth, swing me lightly start
My fire, I will roar.

Wrap yourself around me, do it just define me, do it to ignite me, do it as
A friend. Anyway you want to, anyway you need to, I can hold my breath,
Turn me on, turn me on.

Crawl inside your ancient eyes, feel your power it's a gift, swing me
Gently light my fire, I will grow.

Wrap yourself around me, do it justify me, do it to ignite me, do it as a
Friend. anyway you want to, anyway you need to, I can skew it backwards,
Turn me on, turn me on.

Turn me on...

Sunday 13 November 2011

Breton

Song: Breton - Edward the confessor
Album: in 2012
Label: -
More info: Nu am auzit mare lucru despre Breton, chiar daca au scos deja 3 EP-uri si la inceputul anului 2012 scot primul album. Din ce am citit, sunt un grup de muzicieni si regizori din Londra ce au colaborat cu Penguin Prison si Tricky.

No lyrics yet.

Saturday 12 November 2011

Is there a fire on the mountain?

Song: Cass McCombs - My Sister, My Spouse
Album: Catacombs (2009)
Label: Domino Records


My sister, my spouse, are you comfortable with these words?
To me, they still seem to jingle like the pair of a badman's spurs

My sister, my spouse, you're burning at both ends
I said, "Is there a fire on the mountain?"
You replied, "Well that all depends"

You know, our parents' heroes are all movie actors
Necks tilted up to the angel of light
I can admit to the same allure

They say movies deal with archetypes
You know, I'll try on any mask
Brother, Son, Husband
A separate face for separate tasks

Death-card, Scorpio, Little devil
Villain is obviously most fun
Singer, Poet, Publicman
Well, easier said than done

Do-nothing, Roop-scoop, Mooch
Hell, I can take it
Loyal friend and confidant
Honey, I could never fake it

"My sister, my spouse": Rules of engagement!
You've been working so hard
We need a change, I can take a hint

Write down on these tears of newspaper
Words you would like to see disappear
Let ash fly above the rusty stovetop
I'm going to start with the word "sincere"
My sister, my spouse