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nice choice

 

Talkin Heads - Nothing but flowers

 

Here we stand

Like an Adam and an Eve

Waterfalls

The Garden of Eden

Two fools in love

So beautiful and strong

The birds in the trees

Are smiling upon them

From the age of the dinosaurs

Cars have run on gasoline

Where, where have they gone?

Now, it's nothing but flowers

 

There was a factory

Now there are mountains and rivers

you got it, you got it

 

We caught a rattlesnake

Now we got something for dinner

we got it, we got it

 

There was a shopping mall

Now it's all covered with flowers

you've got it, you've got it

 

If this is paradise

I wish I had a lawnmower

you've got it, you've got it

 

Years ago

I was an angry young man

I'd pretend

That I was a billboard

Standing tall

By the side of the road

I fell in love

With a beautiful highway

This used to be real estate

Now it's only fields and trees

Where, where is the town

Now, it's nothing but flowers

The highways and cars

Were sacrificed for agriculture

I thought that we'd start over

But I guess I was wrong

 

Once there were parking lots

Now it's a peaceful oasis

you got it, you got it

 

This was a Pizza Hut

Now it's all covered with daisies

you got it, you got it

 

I miss the honky tonks,

Dairy Queens, and 7-Elevens

you got it, you got it

 

And as things fell apart

Nobody paid much attention

you got it, you got it

 

I dream of cherry pies,

Candy bars, and chocolate chip cookies

you got it, you got it

 

We used to microwave

Now we just eat nuts and berries

you got it, you got it

 

This was a discount store,

Now it's turned into a cornfield

you got it, you got it

 

Don't leave me stranded here

I can't get used to this lifestyle

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Pink floyd - "Comfortably Numb"

 

 

Hello,

Is there anybody in there

Just nod if you can hear me

Is there anyone at home

Come on now

I hear you're feeling down

I can ease your pain

And get you on your feet again

Relax

I'll need some information first

Just the basic facts

Can you show me where it hurts

 

There is no pain, you are receding

A distant ship smoke on the horizon

You are only coming through in waves

Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying

When I was a child I had a fever

My hands felt just like two balloons

Now I've got that feeling once again

I can't explain, you would not understand

This is not how I am

I have become comfortably numb

 

O.K.

Just a little pin prick

There'll be no more aaaaaaaah!

But you may feel a little sick

Can you stand up?

I do believe it's working, good

That'll keep you going through the show

Come on it's time to go.

 

There is no pain you are receding

A distant ship smoke on the horizon

You are only coming through in waves

Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying

When I was a child

I caught a fleeting glimpse

Out of the corner of my eye

I turned to look but it was gone

I cannot put my finger on it now

The child is grown

The dream is gone

And I have become

Comfortably numb.

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nice song... damn nice song...

 

The Smiths - Bigmouth Strikes Again

 

Sweetness, sweetness I was only joking

When I said I'd like to smash every tooth

In your head

 

Oh ... sweetness, sweetness, I was only joking

When I said by rights you should be

Bludgeoned in your bed

 

 

And now I know how Joan of Arc felt

Now I know how Joan of Arc felt

As the flames rose to her roman nose

And her Walkman started to melt

Oh ...

 

 

Bigmouth, la ... bigmouth, la ...

Bigmouth strikes again

And I've got no right to take my place

With the Human race

 

 

Oh, bigmouth, la ... bigmouth, la

Bigmouth strikes again

And I've got no right to take my place

With the Human race

 

 

And now I know how Joan of Arc felt

Now I know how Joan of Arc felt

As the flames rose to her roman nose

And her hearing aid started to melt

 

 

Bigmouth, la ... bigmouth, la ...

Bigmouth strikes again

And I've got no right to take my place

With the Human race

Oh ...

 

 

Bigmouth, oh ... bigmouth, la ...

Bigmouth strikes again

And I've got no right to take my place

With the Human race

Oh ...

 

 

Bigmouth, oh ... bigmouth, la ...

Bigmouth strikes again

And I've got no right to take my place

With the Human race

Oh ...

 

 

Bigmouth, oh ... bigmouth, la ...

Bigmouth strikes again

And I've got no right to take my place

With the Human race

Oh ...

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DJ Green Lantern/Fort Minor - Bloc Party

 

 

[Green Lantern:]

...invasion!

 

[Mike:]

Hey Ap, why don’t you do the uh…the intro on this shit?

Apathy:

Yo Apathy, Fort Minor, Styles Of Beyond, Demigodz

 

[Mike:]

Here we go

 

[Apathy:]

Yo, rappers like heavy metal and ghettos

Guns, metals and ammos

I pistol whip Tony and fuck Meadows Soprano

A cat who sells them bugs but tell them thugs

They don’t know how to carry more heat than welding gloves

I walk amongst the gods, keep my head in the clouds

Oh we show groupie love, getting head in the crowds

Put it in girls mouth blast off like NASA

The master of nastiness transform a classy bitch into

A little sheen freak sadomasochist

Dastardly bastard of rap so disastorous

Spitting, healed a cripple like Christ the miraculous

And fights my savageness, turns punks, pacifists

The police clock Ap like there he go

Always on the watch because I use to carry blow

Always lock her down but I never marry ho's

Barry foes when the flows comes through your stereo

 

[Mike:]

Here we go flipping up a predictable verse

It’s a curse to burst words like turrets on purpose

Put the verb like a backhand reject perverse as it is

I can't stop and its making me nervous, ok?

Get me on a track and I'm cracking

Packing up a backpack full of tracks on some CDs

Be me, fuck that and not like me

To bite me you need to be you times ninety

I got schemes and a team so hyped we

Get on a scene make a scene on the nightly

Say what I mean, whether mean or politely

Living the dream in some clean white Nike's

Or DC's, I'm not giving a shit

Fuck the words that you heard and the lips that they hang from

I stay banging to bang, bang drums and hanging you lames

And the same no names gangs you came from

I don’t got an excuse, just talking the truth

I'm fucking awesome when I'm rocking the booth

And I stay ready with hot bloc rocking abuse

Y'all are really not stopping us dude, yeah Tak, get up

 

[Tak:]

It started off get on over and hit the galaxy

Now we are movuing them over they are crowing me the Cali king

Anything tossed on my fuse getting chewed up

With a quota six and little good weight, too much

Going to get smacked in the face with aluminum bats

Your fucking raps as good as me, Bobo and

I said I was rude, step in the shoes, you don't believe me

You can ask Devin the dude how I strip down the bitch clown stand in my socks

Whip the mother fuckers ass like I'm Cannibal, watch

You want to be stoned? Even with a basket of ice?

Get your shit flowing feeling for the casket to drop

You know them S.O.B.'s never get the record to stop

Breaking the habit is impossible what happened to Tak

He's unleashed, he's a beast so Sledge hand me a bloc

Party, whats your corpses posing for? , the camera was shot, huh

Styles and Machine Shop, necklace fly

No wonder everyone is so petrified

I said, Styles and Machine Shop, necklace fly

No wonder everyone is so petrified

 

[Mike:]

Let me hear that!

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I've got a bike

You can ride it if you like

It's got a basket

A bell that rings

And things to make it look good

I'd give it to you if I could

But I borrowed it

 

You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world

I'll give you anything

Everything if you want things

 

I've got a cloak

It's a bit of a joke

There's a tear up the front

It's red and black

I've had it for months

If you think it could look good

Then I guess it should

 

You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world

I'll give you anything

Everything if you want things

 

I know a mouse

And he hasn't got a house

I don't know why

I call him Gerald

He's getting rather old

But he's a good mouse

 

You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world

I'll give you anything

Everything if you want things

 

I've got a clan of gingerbread men

Here a man

There a man

Lots of gingerbread men

Take a couple if you wish

They're on the dish

 

You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world

I'll give you anything

Everything if you want things

 

I know a room full of musical tunes

Some rhyme

Some ching

Most of them are clockwork

Let's go into the other room and make them work

 

 

Bike - Pink Floyd

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before common, kweli, mos def, any of em (except after public enemy and clan x), there was...

Disposable Heroes Of Hiphoprisy - Television, The Drug Of The Nation

 

One Nation under God, has turned into

One Nation under the influence of one drug:

 

Television, the drug of the Nation

Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation

 

T.V., I.T. satellite link sour United States of unconciousness

Apathetic therapeutic and extremely addictivethe

methadone metronome pumping ou t150 channels 24 hours a day

you can flip through all of themand still there's nothing worth watching

T.V. is the reason why less than ten percent of our Nation reads books daily

Why most people think Central Americans are from Kansas

Socialism means unamericanand

Apartheid is a new headache remedy

absorbed in it's world it's so hard to find us

It shapes our minds the most

maybe the mother of our Nation should remind usthat we're sitting to close to. . .

 

Television, the drug of the Nation

Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation

 

T.V. is the stomping ground for political candidates

Where bears in the woods are chased by Grecian Formula'd bald eagles

T.V. is mechanized politic's remote control over the masses

co-sponsered by environmentally safe gases, watch for the PBS special

It's the perpetuation of the two party system where image takes precedence over wisdom

Where sound bite politics are served to the fastfood culture

Where straight teeth in your mouth are more important than the words that come out of it

Race baiting is the way to get selected

Willie Horton or Will he not get elected on . . .

 

Television, the drug of the Nation

Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation

 

T.V. is it the reflector or the director?

Does it imitate us or do we imitate it?

Because a child watches 1500 murders before he's twelve years old

and we wonder how we've created a Jason generation that learns to laugh rather than abhor the horror

T.V. is the place where armchair generals and quarterbacks can experience first hand

the excitement of video warfare as the theme song is sung in the background

Sugar sweet sitcoms that leave us with a bad actor taste

while pop stars metamorphosize into soda pop stars

You saw the video

You heard the soundtrack

Well now go buy the soft drink

Well, the only cola that I support would be a union C.O.L.A. (Cost of Living Allownace) On

 

Television, Television, the drug of the Nation

Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation

 

Back again, "New and Improved", we return to our irregularly programmed schedule

hidden cleverly between heavy breasted beer and car commericals

CNN ESPN ABC TNT but mostly B.S.

Where oxymoronic language like"virtually spotless" "fresh frozen""light yet filling" and "military intelligence" have become standard

T.V. is the place where phrases are redefinedlike "recession" to "necessary downturn"

"crude oil" on a beach to "mousse"

"Civilian death" to "collateral damages"

and being killed by your own Army is now called "friendly fire"

T.V. is the place where the pursuit of happiness has become the pursuit of trivia

Where toothpaste and cars have become sex objects

Where imagination is sucked out of childrenby a cathode ray nipple

T.V. is the only wet nurse that would create a cripple

 

Television, the drug of the Nation

Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation

On Television . . .

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I see a red door and I want it painted black

No colors anymore I want them to turn black

I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes

I have to turn my head until my darkness goes

I see a line of cars and they're all painted black

With flowers and my love both never to come back

I see people turn their heads and quickly look away

Like a new born baby it just happens ev'ry day

I look inside myself and see my heart is black

I see my red door and it has been painted black

Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts

It's not easy facin' up when your whole world is black

No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue

I could not foresee this thing happening to you

If I look hard enough into the settin sun

My love will laugh with me before the mornin comes

I see a red door and I want it painted black

No colors anymore I want them to turn black

I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes

I have to turn my head until my darkness goes

Hmm, hmm, hmm,...

I wanna see it painted, painted black

Black as night, black as coal

I wanna see the sun blotted out from the sky

I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black

Yeah!

 

Paint It Black - The Rolling Stones

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Megadeth - Gears Of War (holy fuck.. what a track... i can't wait for the new album...)

 

gears of war...

 

gears of war...

 

gears of war...

 

gears of war...

 

gears of war...

 

gears of war...

 

gears of war...

 

gears of war...

 

Ethnic cleansing with no defending

These acts of genocide

A fatal ending with no surrendering

To cover up the crimes and lie

 

Smart bombs, precision guided armament

A more sophisticated way to end up dead

Still we search and invent such intelligent weapons

That kill each other like the Gears of War

 

gears of war...

 

gears of war...

 

gears of war...

 

gears of war...

 

Hoo-rah!!!

 

gears of war...

 

gears of war...

 

gears of war...

 

gears of war...

 

 

If you ride with thieves, then you die with thieves

Cross my heart and hope that you die, that you die!

When the smoke has cleared, the devil’s in the mirror

And you see his warheads paint the sky, now you die!

 

Smart bombs, precision guided armament

A more sophisticated way to end up dead

Still we search and invent such intelligent weapons

That kill each other like the Gears of War

Hoo-rah!!!

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are they back to old school metal?

 

'cos the last album was shit

 

you take that back.. the last album for what it was, was great... it had probably the best opening song to an album ive ever heard... it would've been far better if it hadn't been rushed and the other members were a bit more consistant in being in the band...

 

but from the sounds of the song gears of war which is being billed as a 9 minute anthem... yes... yes they are...

 

with a motherfucking bang....

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