Favorite Song Lyrics/Poetry

[Cain]

Another from Alcaeus

....disgracing those who commit unjust acts...
...throw a noose about
their necks.......with stoning....

...it would have been much better for the Achaians
if they had put to death the man who had wronged the gods;
in that way, while sailing past Aigai,
they would have met with gentler sea.

But in the temple the daughter of Priam
was embracing the statue of Athena,
giver of booty in abundance, her hand on its chin,
while the enemy occupied the city...

...and Deiphobos too
they killed, and wailing from the wall
rose up, and childrens cries
filled the Dardanian plain.

And Ajax came in the grip of ruinous madness
into the temple of chaste Pallas, who
to sacreligious mortals is by nature
most terrible of all the blessed gods;

and laying hold of the maiden with both hands
as she stood by the holy statue
he outraged her, that man from Lokros, and felt no fear
of Zeus's daughter, giver of war,

...but she, frowning fearsomely...
...livid with anger, over the wine-dark
sea came darting, and out of nowhere
suddenly stirred up gales....
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Another poem referring to the kinstrife of Mytilene, drawing an analogy between the fate of Ajax and the deserved fate of the Tyrant of Mytilene, the oath-breaker who sent Alcaeus into exile.

[Cain]

The Who - Wont Get Fooled Again

We'll be fighting in the streets
With our children at our feet
And the morals that they worship will be gone
And the men who spurred us on
Sit in judgement of all wrong
They decide and the shotgun sings the song

I'll tip my hat to the new constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I'll get on my knees and pray
We don't get fooled again

The change, it had to come
We knew it all along
We were liberated from the fold, that's all
And the world looks just the same
And history ain't changed
'Cause the banners, they are flown in the next war

I'll tip my hat to the new constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I'll get on my knees and pray
We don't get fooled again
No, no!

I'll move myself and my family aside
If we happen to be left half alive
I'll get all my papers and smile at the sky
Though I know that the hypnotized never lie

Do ya

Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

There's nothing in the streets
Looks any different to me
And the slogans are replaced, by-the-bye
And the parting on the left
Is now parting on the right
And the beards have all grown longer overnight

I'll tip my hat to the new constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I'll get on my knees and pray
We don't get fooled again
Don't get fooled again
No, no!

Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

Meet the new boss
Same as the old boss

[The seer]

TEH WHO = TEH R0X0RZ!!!!!1111ONEONEONE!!!11

[Toots]

Tom Waits needs to be brought into this. Here's one of my faves, these lyrics are phenomenal.

God's Away on Business

I'd sell your heart to the junkman baby
For a buck, for a buck
If you're looking for someone to pull you out of that ditch
You're out of luck, you're out of luck

The ship is sinking, the ship is sinking
There's leak, there's leak,
In the boiler room
The poor, the lame, the blind
Who are the ones that we kept in charge?
Killers, thieves, and lawyers

God's away, God's away,
God's away on Business. Business.

Digging up the dead with a shovel and a pick
It's a job, it's a job
Bloody moon rising with a plague and a flood
Join the mob, join the mob

It's all over, it's all over, it's all over
There's a lick, there's a lick,
In the boiler room
The poor, the lame, the blind
Who are the ones that we kept in charge?
Killers, thieves, and lawyers

God's away, God's away, God's away
On Business. Business.

Goddamn ther's always such
A big temptation
To be good, To be good
Tere's always free cheddar in
A mousetrap, baby
It's a deal, it's a deal
God's away, God's away, God's away
On Business. Business.

I narrow my eyes like a coin slot baby,
Let her ring, let her ring
God's away, God's away,
God's away on Business.
Business...

[Toots]

Also, I have to add these little gems:

"It's not the side-effects of the cocaine
I'm thinking that it must be love."
David Bowie, Station to Station

"You can fool some people sometimes,
But you can't fool all the people all the time."
Bob Marley, Get Up Stand Up

"Fick mich, du miserabler hurensohn
Streck ihn aus, streck aus deinen
Heissen gelockten
Schwanz
Ah-ee-ahee-ahhhhh!
Mach es sehr schnell
Rein und raus
Magisches schwein
Bis es spritzt, spritzt,
Spritzt, spritzt
Feuer!
Bis es spritzt, spritzt,
Spritzt, spritzt
Feuer!
Aber beklecker nicht
Das sofa, sofa!"
Frank Zappa, Joe's Garage

[Shibboleet The Annihilator]

Tom Waits needs to be brought into this. Here's one of my faves, these lyrics are phenomenal.

God's Away on Business

I'd sell your heart to the junkman baby
For a buck, for a buck
If you're looking for someone to pull you out of that ditch
You're out of luck, you're out of luck

The ship is sinking, the ship is sinking
There's leak, there's leak,
In the boiler room
The poor, the lame, the blind
Who are the ones that we kept in charge?
Killers, thieves, and lawyers

God's away, God's away,
God's away on Business. Business.

Digging up the dead with a shovel and a pick
It's a job, it's a job
Bloody moon rising with a plague and a flood
Join the mob, join the mob

It's all over, it's all over, it's all over
There's a lick, there's a lick,
In the boiler room
The poor, the lame, the blind
Who are the ones that we kept in charge?
Killers, thieves, and lawyers

God's away, God's away, God's away
On Business. Business.

Goddamn ther's always such
A big temptation
To be good, To be good
Tere's always free cheddar in
A mousetrap, baby
It's a deal, it's a deal
God's away, God's away, God's away
On Business. Business.

I narrow my eyes like a coin slot baby,
Let her ring, let her ring
God's away, God's away,
God's away on Business.
Business...

Tom Waits would fucking anyone.

[Cain]

Devo - Plain Truth

Who are you, and who am I
except a couple of people
wasting lots of time
Worrying about the future
forever asking why
some people go on living
while others die before their time
Yet there's never been a reason
Whatever is is right
if only just because
its much too big a fight
Like the painter who is way ahead
or worse still far behind
You only punch yourself out
when you start swinging blind

These are the things too often gone unsaid
These are the things too often gone unsaid
These are the things that keep
You better off than dead
These are the things that keep running through your head
Woo oooo
These are the things too often gone unsaid

Who are you and who am I
Except a couple of people
with nothing else to do
but follow vain obsessions
making gestures towards the truth
while trying to ignore it
when its convenient to
The symbols we believe in
sometimes turn inside out
reshaping each dimension
were so sure about
Dreams get so frustrated
fantasies turn pranks
a simple ounce of common sense
is money in the bank.

These are the things too often gone unsaid
These are the things too often gone unsaid
These are the things that keep
You better off than dead
These are the things that keep running through your head
Woo oooo
These are the things too often gone unsaid

[East Coast Hustle]

Therapy? - Knives

My girlfriend says - That I need help
My boyfriend says - I'd be better off dead
I'm gonna get drunk!
Come round and fuck you up!
I'm gonna get drunk!
Come round and fuck you up!
And you can't help my life
But you can hide... the knives

My girlfriend says - That I'm confused
My boyfriend says - That I'm bad news
All people are shit!
Bad trip tattoed on my brain!
All people are shit!
Bad trip tattoed on my brain!
And you can't help my life
But you can hide...

I wanna crawl up inside you and die
I wanna crawl up inside you and die
I wanna crawl up inside you and die
I wanna crawl up inside you and die
And you can't help my life
But you can hide the knives
And you can't help my life
But you can hide... the knives

[Cain]

Idlewild - In Remote Pt 1./Scottish Fiction

(In Remote Part)

In the beginning, there were answers
Then they came along and changed
All these questions and their answers seem to change

So I'll wait 'til I find the remote part of your heart
When nowhere else will let us choose a comfortable start

We stop in every passing place
To watch the world move faster than we do
Watch it pass with our eyes closed
The way we usually choose to

So I'll wait 'till I find the remote part of your heart
When nowhere else will let us choose a comfortable start
And even if the breath between us smells of alcohol
We call it confusion in the best way possible

(Scottish Fiction)

It isn't in the mirror, it isn't on the page
It's a red hearted vibration
Pushing through the walls of dark imagination
Finding no equation
There's a red road rage,
But it's not road rage
It's asylum seekers engulfed by a grudge

Scottish friction, Scottish fiction

It isn't in the castle, it isn't in the mist
It's a calling of the waters as they break to show
The new black death with reactors aglow
Do you think your security can keep you in purity?
You will not shake us off
Above or below

Scottish friction, Scottish fiction

[Felix]

Nile-Masturbating the War god

Evil sick flames cast uncertain shadows
in the dimly lit Temple of Anhur
as we count the dead and vanquished
by hacking off their phalluses and piling the severed hands
before the living stone image of the God
The shamed and humbled women of the subjugated
kneel in hopeless aquiescence
as we grasp them by the hair and force them to serve
our father Anhur
Yea we impale them on the massive stone member
of the Ithyphallic War God until
the backs of their throats are torn out
and their bowels are ripped apart
One by one we force the female captives the serve the Ahati
until the Gods legs are awash with blood
and his phallus drips with red and black gore
Un snem sheth tesher mekhsefu parthal m aba neth Anhur
We lay our Bloodstained weapons of Iron
on the Altar of Anhur
and His Seed blesses us with strength to slay our enemies
Like as unto Menthu we have become Ithyphallic
The mighty Sekhmet is with us

Sekhmet would fucking anybody.  

[Wolfpoet]

My favourite poem has always been Charge of the Light brigade by Tennyson. Always reminds me of folly, bloody mindedness and a suicidal devotion to a stupid idea. But on the other hand reminds me of courage and teaches me something about Humanity.




HALF a league, half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
'Forward, the Light Brigade!
Charge for the guns!' he said:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.

'Forward, the Light Brigade!'
Was there a man dismay'd ?
Not tho' the soldier knew
Some one had blunder'd:
Their's not to make reply,
Their's not to reason why,
Their's but to do and die:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.

Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon in front of them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of Hell
Rode the six hundred.

Flash'd all their sabres bare,
Flash'd as they turn'd in air
Sabring the gunners there,
Charging an army, while
All the world wonder'd:
Plunged in the battery-smoke
Right thro' the line they broke;
Cossack and Russian
Reel'd from the sabre-stroke
Shatter'd and sunder'd.
Then they rode back, but not
Not the six hundred.

Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon behind them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
While horse and hero fell,
They that had fought so well
Came thro' the jaws of Death,
Back from the mouth of Hell,
All that was left of them,
Left of six hundred.

When can their glory fade ?
O the wild charge they made!
All the world wonder'd.
Honour the charge they made!
Honour the Light Brigade,
Noble six hundred!

[Felix]

You sick.

[MAD]

Parlaiment

"swimming past a clock with it's hands behind it's back"

[Shibboleet The Annihilator]

Primus - Tommy the Cat

"I remember as if it were a meal ago"

Said Tommy the Cat as he reeled back to clear whatever foreign matter
may have nestled its way into his mighty throat. Many a fat alley rat
had met its demise while staring point blank down the cavernous barrel
of this awesome prowling machine. Truly a wonder of nature this urban
predator. Tommy the cat had many a story to tell, but it was a rare
occasion such as this that he did.

"She came slidin' down the alleyway like butter drippin' off a hot
biscuit. The aroma, the mean scent, was enough to arouse suspicion in
even the oldest of Tigers that hung around the hot spot in those
days. The sight was beyond belief. Many a head snapped for double,
even triple, takes as this vivacious feline made her her way into the
delta of the alleyway where the most virile of the young tabbys were
known to hang out. They hung in droves. Such a multitude of
masculinity could only be found in one place... and that was
O'malley's Alley. The air was thick with cat calls (no pun intended)
but not even a muscle in her neck did twitch as she sauntered up into
the heart of the alley. She knew what she wanted. She was lookin'
for that stud bull, the he cat. And that was me. Tommy the Cat is my
name and I say unto thee...

Say baby do you wanna lay down by me
Say baby do you wanna lay down by my side"

[Z³]

Shai Hulud - Profound Hatred Of Man

If these hands would only kill.
They'd cleanse the world with its own blood.
They'd cleanse the world, if these hands would only kill.
These hand should cleanse your soul of the lust and the greed of this world.
And they call me a fool as they do so well.
Destroy the morality none have known for so long if ever at all
And I would lay down my life to birth a new generation of a righteous culture.
To a people I could proudly love and cherish.
For that's all I've ever asked for and been deprived of.
Not a tear for those of flesh
Not a stayed hand for a world that prostitutes itself.
Not a minute more of degeneration.
Words cannot express my disappointment.
Words cannot express my disapproval.
So I hate.
I hate a world that's capable of triumph.
Do I stand idly by and let this world disintegrate.
This world will pass away, and my emotions with it.
Why should I strive for acceptance and peace of mind.
A Profound Hatred of Man


Before Emo ruined hardcore.