Favorite Song Lyrics/Poetry

[Rococo Modem Basilisk]

u ne la nv i u we tsi
i ga go yv he i
hna quo tso sv wi yu lo se
i ga gu yv ho nv

a se no i u ne tse i
i yu no du le nv
ta li ne dv tsi lu tsi li
u dv ne u ne tsv

e lo ni gv ni li squa di
ga lu tsv he i yu
ni ga di da ye di go i
a ni e lo hi gv

u na da nv ti a ne hv
do da ya nv hi li
tsa sv hna quo ni go hi lv
do hi wa ne he sdi

Chinese? (At a guess)

[AFK]

Legions by Antimatter

Stony and grey is the whore
And long are the days in the morgue
Where God is a wall
Where God is a wall to look upon

Legions and hordes
The seas have been torn
And buildings remain where they fall
And I solemnly walk
Through legions and hordes
A dark mass of infidel

Long is the howl at the end
A cry from the tail echoing
And fools reverberate
And fools reverberate and carry on...

What have they done to themselves?
Look what they've done to themselves.

If you don't learn to leave this thing alone
You'll never get to see the sun again
You won't come out on top
The seed is sown

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

u ne la nv i u we tsi
i ga go yv he i
hna quo tso sv wi yu lo se
i ga gu yv ho nv

a se no i u ne tse i
i yu no du le nv
ta li ne dv tsi lu tsi li
u dv ne u ne tsv

e lo ni gv ni li squa di
ga lu tsv he i yu
ni ga di da ye di go i
a ni e lo hi gv

u na da nv ti a ne hv
do da ya nv hi li
tsa sv hna quo ni go hi lv
do hi wa ne he sdi

Chinese? (At a guess)

Cherokee.

I was singing it the other day, to the dismay of my children.

[Rococo Modem Basilisk]

Ah. What's it about?

[Cramulus]

it's obviously about i ga go yv he i

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

it's obviously about i ga go yv he i

It's "Amazing Grace".

[Jenne]

Eurythmics
Don't Ask Me Why

Miracle of miracles
Look what the night dragged in -
It's a pocket full of misery
And trouble on the wind
You spoiled the best years
Of your life
You took them all in vain
Now you think that you're forgiven
But you can't be born again

And you say
Why?
You say why?
You say why?
Dont ask me why -

I don't love you anymore
I don't think I ever did
And if you ever had
Any kind of love for me
You kept it all so well hid...

Promises sweet promises
You kept them from your mind
Like all the lost forgotten things
You never seemed to find
Like all the disappointments
You displayed upon your shelf
Now you've got no-one to turn to
You've got no-one but yourself

And you say
Why? ...

[Rococo Modem Basilisk]

I'd listen to the words he'd say
but in his voice I heard decay
the plastic face forced to portray
all the insides left cold and gray
there is a place that still remains
it eats the fear it eats the pain
the sweetest price he'll have to pay
the day the whole world went away




also:


the kids are all saying that it's on it's way
the scientists working in moral decay
they're bringing you something that'll change the way
you feel about yourself

not just another flavor of addicting vice
this miracle machinery will make things right
unplug your skull before you say goodnight
in this sickening analog world

in just another minute we'll be bigger than god now
in just another minute we'll be bigger than god...

the kids are all telling me it's here to stay
the scientists slaving for a better way
they're bringing you something that'll change the way
you feel about the world

not just another technical wonder
not just another candy-coated pill
a paradigm shift, a subtle distortion
in a purified digital world

in just another minute we'll be bigger than god now
in just another minute we'll be bigger than god...

the world is now telling me it's here to stay
not the bleak and sterile future that we have today
and if I had the power I would change the way we are heading,
save myself

but it's an unstoppable blunder
it's claws are in your face
believe what you want - believe it never existed
you will never leave this place

in just another minute we'll be bigger than god now
in just another minute we'll be bigger than god...





I woke up in the middle of a dream
surrounded by a million biological machines
but I think that they're all
breaking down
so I'm looking for a path that leads beyond this single node
the simple motivation makes my destiny unfold
the reign of these meat machines
growing old

(it's so strange to me - but it has to be)

I woke up in the middle of a scream
tearing down the walls of this implemented scene
the answer to a simple question
just out of reach
the smell of plastic wires still burning in my head
seductive siren calls of the ones who want me dead
information is the endless hunger that must be fed
I must be fed.

(it takes me now for everything that I've got left to give - I'm so happy to give it away it's the reason I have to live)

there's something strange happening to me
something is upgrading my biology
there's gonna be a change in the way that you see
and it's coming to a close because
it's happening to me.



It is very very difficult to pick favourite SoR songs. I like their first album better, but their second album has the first track called Welcome to Chaos and the fifth named Discordia, so that probably indicates exposure (the lyricist and lead vocalist is an IT contractor for a day job, so it's probably something similar to the Information Society situation with osmosis-based exposure -- the kind of thing that makes it popular in anime to paste crosses everywhere and compare the protagonist to Jesus regardless of other factors).

[Honey]

And she was lying in the grass,
And she could hear the highway breathing,
And she could see a nearby factory,
She's making sure she is not dreaming,
See the lights of a neighbor's house,
Now she's starting to rise,
Take a minute to concentrate,
And she opens up her eyes.

The world was moving she was right there with it,
And she was,
The world was moving she was floating above it,
And she was, and she was.

And she was drifting through the backyard,
And she was taking off her dress,
And she was moving very slowly,
Rising up above the earth,
Moving into the universe,
Drifting this way and that,
Not touching the ground at all,
Up above the yard.

The world was moving she was right there with it,
And she was,
The world was moving she was floating above it,
And she was, and she was.

She was glad about it... no doubt about it,
She isn't sure about where she's gone,
No time to think about what to tell them,
No time to think about what she's done,
And she was.

And she was looking at herself,
And things were looking like a movie,
She had a pleasant elevation,
She's moving out in all directions.

The world was moving she was right there with it,
And she was,
The world was moving she was floating above it,
And she was.

Joining the world of missing persons,
And she was,
Missing enough to feel alright,
And she was...

And she was... (Repeat until end)

-Talking Heads

[Iason Ouabache]

Speaking of the Talking 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

[-Kel-]

More from The Talking Heads

Home is where I want to be
Pick me up and turn me round
I feel numb - burn with a weak heart
(So I) guess I must be having fun
The less we say about it the better
Make it up as we go along
Feet on the ground
Head in the sky
It's ok I know nothing's wrong . . nothing

Hi yo I got plenty of time
Hi yo you got light in your eyes
And you're standing here beside me
I love the passing of time
Never for money
Always for love
Cover up + say goodnight . . . say goodnight

Home - is where I want to be
But I guess I'm already there
I come home - -she lifted up her wings
Guess that this must be the place
I can't tell one from another
Did I find you, or you find me?
There was a time Before we were born
If someone asks, this where I'll be . . . where I'll be

Hi yo We drift in and out
Hi yo sing into my mouth
Out of all tose kinds of people
You got a face with a view
I'm just an animal looking for a home
Share the same space for a minute or two
And you love me till my heart stops
Love me till I'm dead
Eyes that light up, eyes look through you
Cover up the blank spots
Hit me on the head Ah ooh

[LMNO]

it's obviously about i ga go yv he i

It's "Amazing Grace".

A Cherokee translation of Christian Gospel?


That's actually fairly sad.


Assimilation = complete.

[Honey]

Hi yo & skeleton & Iason (& what's the deal with that thing you did? ... oh ho nevermind )I like those two songs & one of my favorite lines:

Hi yo We drift in and out
Hi yo sing into my mouth
Out of all those kinds of people
You got a face with a view
I'm just an animal looking for a home
Share the same space for a minute or two
And you love me till my heart stops
Love me till I'm dead
Eyes that light up, eyes look through you
Cover up the blank spots
Hit me on the head Ah ooh

& this one's for Nigel 'cause I think she likes Lou Reed's word play:

Andy's Chest (for Nigel)
by Lou Reed

If I could be anything
in the world that flew
I would be a bat and come
swooping after you
And if the last time you were here
things were a bit askew

Well, you know what happens after dark
When rattlesnakes lose their skins and their hearts
And all the missionaries lose their bark

Oh, all the trees are calling after you
And all the venom snipers after you
Are all the mountains boulder after you

If I could be any one of the things
in this world that bite
Instead of a dentured ocelot on a leash
I'd rather be a kite
And be tied to the end of your string
and flying in the air, baby, at night

'Cause you know what they say about honey bears
When you shave off all their baby hair
You have a hairy minded pink bare bear

And all the bells are rolling out for you
And stones are all erupting out for you
And all the cheap bloodsuckers are flying after you

Yesterday, Daisy Mae & Biff
were groovin' on the street
And just like in a movie
her hands became her feet
Her belly button was her mouth
which meant she tasted what she'd speak, ooohhh

But the funny thing is what happened to her nose, ooohhh
It grew until it reached all of her toes, ooohhh
Now, when people say her feet smell, they mean her nose

And curtains laced with diamonds, dear for you
And all the Roman noblemen for you
And kingdom's Christian soldiers, dear for you
And melting ice cap mountains tops for you
Oh, oh, and knights in flaming silver robes for you
And bats that with a kiss turn prince for you
Swoop, swoop, oh, baby, rock, rock
Swoop, swoop, rock, rock
Swoop, swoop, rock, rock

And bats that with a kiss turn prince for you ...

[Honey]

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand,
Vanished from my hand,
Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping.
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet,
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming.

Hey!

Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship,
My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip,
My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels
To be wanderin'.
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade
Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way,
I promise to go under it.

Hey!

Though you might hear laughin', spinnin', swingin' madly across the sun,
It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run
And but for the sky there are no fences facin'.
And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme
To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind,
I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you're
Seein' that he's chasing.

Hey!

Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind,
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves,
The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach,
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow.
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands,
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves,
Let me forget about today until tomorrow.

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you

-Bob Dylan

[Iason Ouabache]

I have no idea who this song is about but it must suck to be them.

Ben Folds - Brainwascht

(1, 2, 3)

If you want to write a letter, write a letter
If you'd rather make a phone call, pick the phone up
Call me
But if you had to say it all with a pop song
Couldn't you at least have made me a good one?

She's brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you too
She's brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you too

Was it just a simple rewind and erase?
Was your mind squeaky-clean in the first place?

If you gotta write an essay, do your research
If you got to
Stick your nose in a boy-and-girl fight, hear both sides first
Something wrong, being copied on her memo
In the form of a big ugly demo

She's brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you too
She's brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you too

Is there a funnel from her mind to your mouth now?
'Cause you don't edit anything; it just comes out

I gotta say (gotta say)
It's pretty gay, trading jabs with pop songs (Ahh)
So maybe next time we should just have a dance-off
Dance-off (Ahh)

Isn't there something in the Bible about forgiveness and love?
And more importantly about throwing stones and what your house is made of
You might reflect upon your own arrangement
In '94, getting blown in your basement
(While your wife slept!)

She's brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you too
She's brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you, brainwashed you too
She's brainwashed you (Integrity)
She's brainwashed you (Family)
She's b-b-brainwashed you (Online rhyming dictionary)