Showing posts with label lyrics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label lyrics. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

"The Perfect Space"
The Avett Brothers


I wanna have friends that I can trust,
that love me for the man I’ve become not the man I was.
I wanna have friends that will let me be
all alone when being alone is all that I need.
I wanna fit in to the perfect space,
feel natural and safe in a volatile place.
And I wanna grow old without the pain,
give my body back to the earth and not complain.
Will you understand when I am too old of a man?
And will you forget when we have paid our debt
who did we borrow from?

Okay part two now clear the house.
The party’s over take the shouting and the people,
get out.
I have some business and a promise that I have to hold to.
I do not care what you assume or what the people told you.
Will you understand, when I am too old of a man?
Will you forget when we have paid our debts,
who did we borrow from, who did borrow from?

I wanna have pride like my mother has,
And not like the kind in the bible that turns you bad.
And I wanna have friends that I can trust,
that love me for the man I’ve become and not the man that I was.

Thursday, September 16, 2010

You Only Live Once

Some people think they're always right
Others are quiet and uptight

Others they seem so very nice, nice, nice, nice, nice, nice...(oh-ho)
Inside they might feel sad and wrong (oh no)



Twenty-nine different attributes
Only seven that you like (uh oh)
Twenty ways to see the world (oh-ho)
Twenty ways to start a fight (oh-ho)

Oh don't, don't, don't get up
Sh-sh-sh-sh-I can't see the sunshine
I'll be waiting for you, baby
Cause I'm through
Sit me down
Shut me up
I'll calm down
And I'll get along with you 
ooooooo-ooooooo-oooooh

Oh, men don't notice what they got
Oh, women think of that a lot... 
A thousand ways to please your man (oh-ho)
Not even one requires a plan (I know)

And countless odd religions, too
It doesn't matter which you choose (oh no)
One stubborn way to turn your back (oh-ho)
This I've tried and now refuse (oh-ho)

Oh don't, don't, don't get up
Sh-sh-sh-sh-I can't see the sunshine
Oh, I'll be waiting for you, baby
Cause I'm through
Sit me down
Shut me up
I'll calm down
And I'll get along with you
Alright

Shut me up
Shut me up
And I'll get along with you



"You Only Live Once" The Strokes

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

"White Shoes"





You can wear your new white shoes 
In the muddy afternoon
Walking past the drunks, too
They whistle with their hands
But I could be your catcall, too
Anything you want to do
Anything you want to do

You can take your slide trombone
Play it in your catacombs
Find a town that moves real slow
And turn it on its head
And I could be your pharaoh's tomb
Anything you want to do
Lover, anything you want to do

And if you want to be common
I can claim that I tamed you
A demigod in a bonnet
They're going to know it ain't true

You can paint your nails lime green
Rent yourself a limousine
Kidnap the professor's niece
Tell them that she's dead
We'll party in a hotel room
Anything you want to do
Sister, anything you want to do

You can get your hair all wet
Sleeping on the riverbed
Kiss a frog and then dissect
You got to find out what's inside
And you can have my bad side, too
Anything you want to do
Sure, anything you want to do

And if you want to be common
I will claim that I tamed you
A demigod in a bonnet
They're going to know it ain't true

And yes, you are King David's star
And the crescent moon, and the crescent moon
You must sweep the Bowdhi tree
I sit beneath, and I sit beneath

You can wear your new white shoes 
In the dirty afternoon
Walking through the traffic fumes
A flower in your hair
And I will swing upon your moods
Anytime you want me to
Just tell me what you want to do
Anything you want to do

Anything you want to do 


Conor Oberst & The Mystic Valley Band 
Outer South



Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Beautiful Things Can Come From The Dark


Someone else’s boy, you’ve had it so hard,
Will you grow up to be you,
Or a sum of your parts just hanging in the air?
Someone else’s boy, tell me your convoluted stories through half-rotten mouth,
I will decipher them, to tell the world of your heart,
How beautiful things can come from the dark,
Oh, boy




Someone else’s boy, I have seen your face,
Light in the stars, it was then I knew,
That your heart was pure, that it had not yet been destroyed,
Oh, no

Someone else’s boy, I have hope for you,
That you will keep your love for the world,
Even though it beats you down, every day,
For the rest of your stay

If you could sweep up the pieces and watch them swirl,
You could even find love in the arms of someone else’s girl

Someone else’s boy, though your life has been short,
You’ve seen more pain than most of us know,
If you make it through this, vacuum up the mess,
Smile to yourself, lying on your nice new clean floor

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"Beautiful Things Can Come From the Dark" by Azure Ray

More than anything, I love the lyric "beautiful things can come from the dark". I truly believe that. Maria Taylor is amazing on this track. The melody is haunting. Gosh, I love this song!!!!!

Nikorette





I'm just trying to stay a human being
Sitting in the sun eating ice cream
Texting my friend about a bad, bad dream
Just had to tell someone who knows me

But I don't got time for this cuckoo clock
And I don't wanna go to your Mason lodge
There's nothing more sad than a lynching mob
Full of rational men who believe in God

But nothing makes sense when the wave rolls through
Nothing makes sense when the wave come through
So it could've been me or it could've been you
Whatever's in me is whatever's in you

My neighbor dreams big 'cause his house is small
Says all he needs now is some capital
It's a pirate world, it's a free-for-all
Just take your bright ideas and they make them dull

Now everyone I see I think I've known before
From the opera house to the grocery store
My love for them I cannot ignore
Like a human voice in a quiet morgue

But I don't wanna wear no dead man's suit
I don't wanna wear no dead man's suit
I don't wanna wait until the moon gets blue
I don't wanna wait until the moon turns blue

It's all just a fix, just one little hit
You'll hold it in

Sitting on a plane chewing Nicorette
Paradise lost, haven't found it yet
Will you talk me down if I get upset?
Be the cool washcloth to my fevered head

Because I don't wanna dream if it won't come true
I don't wanna dream if it don't come true
If there's something in me then I guess it's in you
If there's somewhere in me then I know it's in you
Little baby stone

Well, it's all just a fix, just one little hit
You're holding in, you'll hold it in
You're holding in, you'll hold it in

I don't wanna dream if it won't come true
I don't wanna dream if it don't come true

If there's something in me then I know it's in you
If there's somewhere in me then I know it's in you
Whatever happens to me it's going to happen to you
Whatever happens to me it's going to happen to you

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Conor Oberst is an amazing lyricist. "There's nothing more sad than a lynching mob. Full of rational men who believe in God." Seriously. Someone needed to say that. Coming from TN, I completely believe that. "Will you talk me down if I get upset? Be the cool washcloth to my fevered head." Seriously, I love it. I'm so glad we got to see Conor Oberst and The Mystic Valley Band when we did. AMAZING SHOW!

Taking The Long Way Around






My friends from high school
Married their high school boyfriends
Moved into houses in the same ZIP codes
Where their parents live

But I, I could never follow
No I, I could never follow

I hit the highway in a pink RV with stars on the ceiling
Lived like a gypsy
Six strong hands on the steering wheel

I've been a long time gone now
Maybe someday, someday I'm gonna settle down
But I've always found my way somehow

By taking the long way
Taking the long way around
Taking the long way
Taking the long way around

I met the queen of whatever
Drank with the Irish and smoked with the hippies
Moved with the shakers
Wouldn't kiss all the a**es that they told me to

No I, I could never follow
No I, I could never follow

It's been two long years now
Since the top of the world came crashing down
And I'm getting' it back on the road now

But I'm taking the long way
Taking the long way around
I'm taking the long way
Taking the long way around
The long
The long way around

Well, I fought with a stranger and I met myself
I opened my mouth and I heard myself
It can get pretty lonely when you show yourself
Guess I could have made it easier on myself

But I, I could never follow
No I, I could never follow

Well, I never seem to do it like anybody else
Maybe someday, someday I'm gonna settle down
If you ever want to find me I can still be found

Taking the long way
Taking the long way around
Taking the long way
Taking the long way around

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I guess this is self explanatory. If you know me, you know why this means something to me. I've never been one to follow the popular thing to do.

"What's right isn't always popular. What's popular isn't always right." Howard Cosell
My French teacher had that quote posted in our classroom. I've loved it every since.

DISCLAIMER: I HAVE NEVER SMOKED ANYTHING WITH ANYONE AND RARELY DRINK. :-D SMOKING IS THE GROSSEST THING IN THE WORLD TO ME!!!!! SORRY GUYS, I STILL LOVE Y'ALL.