Favorite Song Lyrics/Poetry

[Cain]

Bloc Party - Uniform

There was a sense of disappointment as we left the mall
All the young people looked the same
Wearing their masks of cool and disinterest
Commerce dressed up as rebellion

Because we are so handsome and we are so bored
So entertain us, tell me a joke
Make it long, make it last forever
Make it cruel just make me laugh
We can't be hurt

Drink to forget your blues on the weekend
Think about more things to buy
The TV taught me how to sulk and to love nothing
And how to grow my hair long

So why do you go picking fights that you will lose?
(When u have entertainment, when give you things to pass the time)
So why do you have to go thinking thoughts that are above you?
(You can be happy, just play dumb x2)

Well I was brave
And unique,
Intelligent,
A snowflake
I could have been a hero
No-one can be trusted over the age of 14
Tattoo our arms
Converse shoes
Cynical
But we still do it
We tell ourselves that we're different
I've gotten so good at lying to myself
All, all my pain and honour is used up
All my guns are rusted
So when are you going to realise those are not your wrongs to right
Have another line, have another drink
(Pop songs won't change the government)

I am a martyr I just need a motive
I am a martyr I just need a cause
I'm a believer I just need to a moment
I'm a believer I just need a cause
We're finding it hard to break the mould
We are finding it so hard to be alone
We're finding it hard to have time by ourselves
We have nothing at all to say

Uniform

There was a sense of disappointment as we sped away
All the teenagers looked the same

[Reeducation]

Waltari: Yeah!Yeah!Die!Die!Death Metal Symphony in deep C. Track 3. Part 2: A Sign

The brave new computerbrain is giving out orders...

[Machine: ]
Death to brains, death to sorrow
Turn the lights off and wait for tomorrow
Brains of metal wait to arise
Calling dusty corpses to show up
[John Doe: ]
Don't wanna wait a minute
I need some space to escape
Livin' in a dark hole
Blind on a dead end street

The angel appears to the scene and feels sympathy for John Doe and wants to
help (?!) him.

[The Angel: ]
Oh, there's a sign
Just follow it, don't be afraid
It shows the way life's really like
Avoid the everlasting pain!
[Machine: ]
Alright, a very good trick! Just sit and relax with Mary Chain (haha)

The Angel doesn't like the computerbrain who wants to connect everyone to
itself. Everybody should have a dream that can be accomplished. She tears John
from his shell willing to give him a hint of "another day". John doesn't
hesitate a moment: they rush away! The computerbrain is left behind wondering
what really happened...

[Machine: ]
(Hey!) Where did you go! I thought I could reach you.
But my metal computer mind can't locate you anymore!
(I can't let you go)

John Doe is taken over by a strange emotion. The computerbrain notices it and
proceeds to hunt him down... It doesn't want to let it's beloved slave out of
sight. And besides, it is possessive as well as curious... The plot thickens.

[John Doe: ]
Look, what fun
Brightness, stability
And look, I will flee
There's free space in my eyes...
[Machine: ]
The breast of unknown
The breathing space
No civilized lies
The breast of the world
Fortune, fabulous, challenge the bridge, white innocence calls
The breast of the world, come to me!

[The Angel: ]
Oh, there's a sign
Just follow it, don't be afraid
It shows the way life's really like
Avoid the everlasting pain!
THE BREAST OF THE WORLD
[John Doe: ]
Come to me, the breast of the world, come to me, ...

[Raphaella]

Tool

Parabol
So familiar and overwhelmingly warm
This one, this form I hold now.

Embracing you, this reality here,
This one, this form I hold now, so
Wide eyed and hopeful.

Wide eyed and hopefully wild.
We barely remember what came before this precious moment,
Choosing to be here right now. Hold on, stay inside...
This body holding me, reminding me that I am not alone in
This body makes me feel eternal. All this pain is an illusion.

Parabola
We barely remember who or what came before this precious moment,
We are Choosing to be here, right now. Hold on, stay inside...
This holy reality, this holy experience.
Choosing to be here in...
This body. This body holding me. Be my reminder here that I am not alone in
This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal all this pain is an illusion.

Alive!

In this holy reality, in this holy experience. Choosing to be here in...
This body. This body holding me. Be my reminder here that I am not alone in
This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal all this pain is an illusion...

Twirling round with this familiar parable.
Spinning, weaving round each new experience.
Recognize this as a holy gift and, celebrate this
(chance to be alive and breathing 2x)

This body holding me reminds me of my own mortality.
Embrace this moment. Remember. we are eternal.
all this pain is an illusion.

[AFK]

Better Off Dead -- Bad Religion

I'm sorry about the sun
How could I know that you would burn?
And I'm sorry about the moon
How could I know that you'd disapproved?
And I'll never make the same mistake
So next time I create the universe
I'll make sure we communicate at length
Oh yeah
But until then... better off dead
A smile on the lips and a hole in the head
Better off dead, it's better than this
Take it away cuz there's nothing to miss
I'm sorry about the world
How could I know you'd take it so bad?
And I'll never make the same mistake
So if you're looking for a patsy
why not try the entire human race
Just to play it safe
Until then... better off dead
A smile on the lips and a hole in the head
Better off dead, better than this
Take it away cuz there's nothing to miss
Better off dead, better off dead
Why don't you try pushing daisies instead
Better off dead, better off dead
A smile on the lips and a hole in the head
And I'll never make the same mistake
The next time I create the universe
I'll make sure you participate
Oh yeah
And I'll never make the same mistake
The next time I create the universe
I'll make sure we communicate at length
Just in case

[u4!k]

THE PERILS OF BELIEVING IN ROUND SQUARES---> THE LOCUST


reason and logic have been thrown out the window.

a jesus fish wont save you (from a car crash).

fanatic fits (will only) lead to a mental diaper rash.

no matter how you look at it, worm food is worm food.

reason and logic have been thrown out the window, the scoundrels just dont know it yet.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Window  -  Fiona Apple

I was staring out the window
The whole time he was talking to me
It was a filthy pane of glass
I couldn't get a clear view

As he went on and on
It wasn't the outside world I could see
Just the filthy pane that I was looking through

So I had to break the window
It just had to be
Better that I break the window
Than him or her or me

I was never focused on just one thing
My eyes got fixed when my mind got soft
It may looked like I'm concentrated on a very clear view

But I'm as good as asleep
I bet you didn't know
It takes a lot of it away if you do

So I had to break the window
It just had to be
Better that I break the window
Than him or her or me

So I had to break the window
It just had to be
Better that I break the window
Than him or her or me

Because the fact in fact
Whatever's in front of me is covering my view
So I can't see what I'm seeing in fact
I only see what I'm looking through

I had to break the window
It just had to be it was in my way
Better that I break the window
Then forget what I had to say

So again I've done the right thing
I was never worried about that
The answer's always been in clear view
But even when the window's clean
I still can't see for the fact
That when it's clean it's so clear
I can't tell what I'm looking through

So I had to break the window
It just had to be
Better that I break the window
Than him or her or me

I had to break the window
It just had to be it was in my way
Better that I break the window
Then forget what I had to say

I had to break the window
It was in my way
Better that I break a window
Then forget what I had to say

Or miss what I should see
Or breaking him or her or me

[NWC]

Best poem ever. It is, of course, by Kahlil Gibran, from his book The Prophet.

"Speak To Us Of Love"

Then said Almitra, Speak to us of Love.
And he raised his head and looked upon
the people, and there fell a stillness upon
them. And with a great voice he said:
When love beckons to you, follow him,
Though his ways are hard and steep.
And when his wings enfold you yield to
him,
Though the sword hidden among his
pinions may wound you.
And when he speaks to you believe in
him,
Though his voice may shatter your dreams
as the north wind lays waste the garden.

For even as love crowns you so shall he
crucify you. Even as he is for your growth
is he for your pruning.
Even as he ascends to your height and
caresses your tenderest branches that quiver
in the sun,
So shall he ascend to your roots and
shake them in their clinging to the earth.

Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto
himself.
He threshes you to make you naked.
He sifts you to free you from from your husks.
He grinds you to whiteness.
He kneads you until you are plaint;
And then he assigns you to his sacred
fire, that you may become sacred bread for
God's sacred feast.

All these things shall love do unto you
that you may know the secrets of your
heart, and in that knowledge become a
fragment of Life's heart.

But if in your fear you would seek only
love's peace and love's pleasure,
Then it is better for you that you cover
your nakedness and pass out of love's
threshing-floor,
Into a seasonless world where you
shall laugh, but not all of your laughter,
and weep, but not all of your tears.

Love gives naught but itself and takes
naught but from itself.
Love possesses not nor would it be
possessed;
For love is sufficient unto love.

When you love you should not say,
"God is in my heart," but rather, "I am
in the heart of God."
And think not you can direct the course
of love, for love, if it finds you worthy,
directs your course.

Love has no other desire but to fulfil
itself.
But if you love and must needs have
desires, let these be your desires:
To melt and be like a running brook
that sings its melody to the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own under-
standing of love;
And to bleed willingly and joyfully.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart
and give thanks for another day of loving;
To rest at the noon hour and meditate
love's ecstasy;
To return home at eventide with grati-
tude;
And then to sleep with a prayer for the
beloved in your heart and a song of praise
upon your lips.


makes me shiver every time.

[Iason Ouabache]

"Survival of the Fittest/It's a Jungle Out There" by Desaparedcidos

He hides in his suit like
Like a snake in the grass
his sales pitch fork tongue hissed
The wolves wear their name tags, they're hunting in packs
herding their prey up the aisles and back, they're smiling
their teeth are showing
And the doctors and lawyers like vultures descend
swoop down to the scene of the car accident
to pick the
victims to pieces
then there's the sly silver fox makes his money
telescamming notch babies
he says the end is near
buy my policy
I'll make you young again
I'll make you young again

{they'll} go and charge full-circle
so we can't experience pain

take the cash from my hand, hear the register sing
and the roar of the lion logo on the screen
he's hungry
I should buy some popcorn
so I exit the dark feeling blind in the sun
and the bobcats look tired, they ate their fill of asphalt
'cause we need more parking
with so many rams and bugs
the news cameras
capture guerilla warfare, eagles into buildings
crash landed despair is all that there is now
in a cubical cage that smells like a rat
whose smile gets bigger along with your debt
don't take it personal, it's just business

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Leave me out with the waste
This is not what I do
It's the wrong kind of place
To be thinking of you
It's the wrong time
For somebody new
It's a small crime
And I've got no excuse

Is that alright?
Give my gun away when it's loaded
Is that alright?
If you don't shoot it how am I supposed to hold it
Is that alright?
Give my gun away when it's loaded
Is that alright
With you?

Leave me out with the waste
This is not what I do
It's the wrong kind of place
To be cheating on you
It's the wrong time
She's pulling me through
It's a small crime
And I've got no excuse

Is that alright?
I give my gun away when it's loaded
Is that alright?
If you don't shoot it, how am I supposed to hold it
Is that alright?
I give my gun away when it's loaded
Is that alright
Is that alright with you?

Is that alright?
I give my gun away when it's loaded
Is that alright?
If you don't shoot it, how am I supposed to hold it
Is that alright?
If I give my gun away when it's loaded
Is that alright
Is that alright with you?

Is that alright?
Is that alright?
Is that alright with you?
Is that alright?
Is that alright?
Is that alright with you?

No...


--Damien Rice

[AFK]

 Nothing Left to say 
    by: Fates Warning


I remember the endless longing
that called inside of me
from fountains of expression
trying to break free

Nothing left to say
when the walls give way

Still I can faintly recall
the subtle purity
of youthfull inspiration
and insecurity

Nothing left to say
when the child finds his way

Pride and the drive that started the dream
turned in time to an endless obsession
Caught in a vicious circle of compulsion
possessed by the goal and the possession

Desires bind the truth to secrecy
but behind the aspirations I see
a life devoted to blind ambition
and a mortal man searching for eternity

Behind the desires
and the wall that gave way
there's a forgotten cause
consumed by the day
Behind the ambitions
of a child who found his way
there's a cold realization
that our deeds die with the day
And behind the disguise
of a man with a cause
there's a child screaming
with nothing left to say

Paralyzed by inhibitions
and indecisions
What once was a release
is now a prison

[Cain]

Immortal Technique - The 3rd World

I'm from where the gold and diamonds are ripped from the earth,
Right next to the slave castles where the water is cursed,
From where police brutality's not half as nice,
It makes the hood in America look like paradise,
Compared to the AIDS infested Caribbean slum,
African streets where the passports an American gun,
From where they massacre people and try to keep it quiet,
And spend the next 25 years tryna deny it,
I'm from where they cut your hands off if you make a fist,
And niggaz throw coca cause the job market doesn't exist,
Except slave labour modern day company store,
And peacekeepers don't ever ever ever come here no more,
From where the bombs that they used to drop on Vietnam,
Still has children born deformed 8 months before they gone,
I'm from where they lost the true meaning of the Qur'an,
Cause heroin is not compatible with Islam,
And niggaz know that but grow that poppy seed anyway,
Cause that food drop parachute does not come everyday,
I'm from where people pray to the gods of they conquerors,
And practically every presidents a money launderer,
From where the only place democracy's acceptable,
Is if Americas candidate is electable,
And they might even have a black president but he's useless,
Cause he does not control the economy stupid!

Lock and load your gun where I'm from the 3rd world son,
Been to many places but I'm 3rd world born,
Guerillas hit and run where I'm from the 3rd world son,
You polluted everything and now the 3rd world's gone.
The water is poison where I'm from the 3rd world son,
700 children died by the end of this song,
Revolution'll come where I'm from the 3rd world son,
Constant occupation leaves the 3rd world torn.

I'm from where the Catholic church is some racist shit,
They helped Europe and America rape this bitch,
They pray to white Spanish Jesus, who's face is this?,
But never talk about the black pope Gelasius,
I'm from where Soviet weapons still decide elections
Militaries like the Mafia you pay for protection
Catamite sex toys is what the country sells
And rich white businessmen make the best clientèle
I'm from where they too pussy to come film Survivor
And they murder Coca-Cola union organisers
I'm from where the justice system esta podrido
Fuck government niggaz politic over perico
Rebelde conocido, enterado vivo
Como otro Argentino desaparecido,
Cause RICO laws don't apply to the CIA,
And motherfuckers make sneakers for a quarter a day,
I'm from where they overthrow democratic leaders,
Not for the people but for the Wall Street journal readers
From where blacks, indigenous peoples and Asians,
Were once slaves of the Caucasians,
And it's amazing how they trained them,
To be racist against themselves in the place they was raised in,
You kept us caged in,
Destroyed our culture and said that you civilised us,
Raped our women and when we were born, you despised us,
Gentrified us, agent provocateur divide us,
And crucified every revolutionary messiah,
So I'm a start a global riot,
That not even your fake anti-Communist dictators can keep quiet,
Fuck your charity medicine tryna to murder me,
The immunisations you gave us were full of mercury,
So now I see the 3rd World like the rap game soldier,
Nationalise the industry and take it over.

Lock and load your gun where I'm from the 3rd world son,
Been to many places but I'm 3rd world born,
Guerillas hit and run where I'm from the 3rd world son,
You polluted everything and now the 3rd world's gone.
The water is poison where I'm from the 3rd world son,
700 children died by the end of this song,
Revolution'll come where I'm from the 3rd world son,
Constant occupation leaves the 3rd world torn.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hb8TQhqeiQQ

[Soup]

From Rage Against the Machine's Take the Power Back

The teacher stands in front of the class
With the lesson plan he can't recall
The students eyes don't percieve the lies
Written on every fucking wall.
His composure is well kept
I guess he fears playing the fool
As the complacent students sit
And listen to some of that bullshit he learned in school.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Fall for me, my southern cross, my star
Shine for me when love has gone too far
I've got you belly deep in me

Just a little breath on the water is all we need
Just a little strength in our hearts
Enough to heal
Enough to heal

Dig me out, can't leave this love for dead
Hand to mouth we're picking up the thread
I've got you belly deep in me

Just a little breath on the water now is all we need
Just a little strength in our hearts
Enough to heal
Enough to heal

And the sea glistens
And the waves pull us in
There's something rising up and up

Just a little breath on the water now
Just a little strength in our hearts,
Enough to heal
Enough to heal.



-Heather Nova , "Heal"

[Honey]

It's Alright, Ma (I'm Only Bleeding)

Darkness at the break of noon
Shadows even the silver spoon
The handmade blade, the child's balloon
Eclipses both the sun and moon
To understand you know too soon
There is no sense in trying.

Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn
Suicide remarks are torn
From the fool's gold mouthpiece
The hollow horn plays wasted words
Proves to warn
That he not busy being born
Is busy dying.

Temptation's page flies out the door
You follow, find yourself at war
Watch waterfalls of pity roar
You feel to moan but unlike before
You discover
That you'd just be
One more person crying.

So don't fear if you hear
A foreign sound to your ear
It's alright, Ma, I'm only sighing.

As some warn victory, some downfall
Private reasons great or small
Can be seen in the eyes of those that call
To make all that should be killed to crawl
While others say don't hate nothing at all
Except hatred.

Disillusioned words like bullets bark
As human gods aim for their mark
Made everything from toy guns that spark
To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark
It's easy to see without looking too far
That not much
Is really sacred.

While preachers preach of evil fates
Teachers teach that knowledge waits
Can lead to hundred-dollar plates
Goodness hides behind its gates
But even the president of the United States
Sometimes must have
To stand naked.

An' though the rules of the road have been lodged
It's only people's games that you got to dodge
And it's alright, Ma, I can make it.

Advertising signs that con you
Into thinking you're the one
That can do what's never been done
That can win what's never been won
Meantime life outside goes on
All around you.

You lose yourself, you reappear
You suddenly find you got nothing to fear
Alone you stand with nobody near
When a trembling distant voice, unclear
Startles your sleeping ears to hear
That somebody thinks
They really found you.

A question in your nerves is lit
Yet you know there is no answer fit to satisfy
Insure you not to quit
To keep it in your mind and not fergit
That it is not he or she or them or it
That you belong to.

Although the masters make the rules
For the wise men and the fools
I got nothing, Ma, to live up to.

For them that must obey authority
That they do not respect in any degree
Who despise their jobs, their destinies
Speak jealously of them that are free
Cultivate their flowers to be
Nothing more than something
They invest in.

While some on principles baptized
To strict party platform ties
Social clubs in drag disguise
Outsiders they can freely criticize
Tell nothing except who to idolize
And then say God bless him.

While one who sings with his tongue on fire
Gargles in the rat race choir
Bent out of shape from society's pliers
Cares not to come up any higher
But rather get you down in the hole
That he's in.

But I mean no harm nor put fault
On anyone that lives in a vault
But it's alright, Ma, if I can't please him.

Old lady judges watch people in pairs
Limited in sex, they dare
To push fake morals, insult and stare
While money doesn't talk, it swears
Obscenity, who really cares
Propaganda, all is phony.

While them that defend what they cannot see
With a killer's pride, security
It blows the minds most bitterly
For them that think death's honesty
Won't fall upon them naturally
Life sometimes
Must get lonely.

My eyes collide head-on with stuffed graveyards
False gods, I scuff
At pettiness which plays so rough
Walk upside-down inside handcuffs
Kick my legs to crash it off
Say okay, I have had enough
What else can you show me?

And if my thought-dreams could be seen
They'd probably put my head in a guillotine
But it's alright, Ma, it's life, and life only.

[Cain]

Afrika Bambaataa and Johnny Rotten - World Destruction


Speak of the destruction.
Speak of the destruction.
Speak of the destruction.

This is a world destruction, your life ain't nothing.
The human race is becoming a disgrace.
Countries are fighting with chemical warfare.
Not giving a damn about the people who live there.
Nostradamus predicts the coming of the Antichrist.
Hey, look out, the third world nations are on the rise.
The Democratic-Communist Relationship,
won't stand in the way of the Islamic force.
The CIA is looking for you.
The KGB is smarter than you think.
Brainwash mentalities to control the system.
Using TV and movies - religions of course.
Yes, the world is headed for destruction.
Is it a nuclear war?
What are you asking for?

This is a world destruction. Your life ain't nothing.
The human race is becoming a disgrace.
The rich get richer.
The poor are getting poorer.
Fascist, chauvinistic government fools.
People, Moslems, Christians and Hindus.
Are in a time zone still searching for the truth.
Who are you to think you're a superior race?
Facing forth your everlasting doom.
We are Time Zone. We've come to drop a bomb on you.
World destruction, kaboom, kaboom, kaboom!

This is the world destruction, your life ain't nothing.
The human race is becoming a disgrace.
Nationalities are fighting with each other.
Why is this? Because the system tells you.
Putting people in faceless categories.
Knowledge isn't what it used to be.
Military tactics to control a nation.
Who wants to be a president or king? Me!
Mother Nature is gonna work against you.
Nothing in your power that you can do.
Yes, the world is headed for destruction.
You and I know it, cause the Bible tells you.
If we don't start to look for a better life,
the whole world will be destroyed in a time zone!

Speak of the destruction.
Speak of the destruction.
Speak of the destruction.