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ART – MUSIC – FASHION – POETRY – EXPRESSION – ABSTRACTION.

Warren Zevon – My Shit’s Fucked Up February 3, 2011

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Well, I went to the doctor
I said, “i’m feeling kind of rough…”
“Let me break it to you son,
you’re shit’s fucked up!”
I said, “My shit’s fucked up?!
Well, I don’t see how!”
He said, “The shit that used to work,
won’t work now!”

I had a dream; aw shucks, oh well
Now its all fucked up, its shot out to hell
yea-eah, my shit’s fucked up
It has to happen to the best of us
The rich folk suffer like the rest of us
It’ll happen to you.

That amazing grace
Thought it passed you by
You wake up every day, and you start to cry
You want to die
But you just can’t quit

Let me break it on down
It’s the fucked up shit
yeah, my shit’s fucked up.
Fucked up.

 

Misfits – Die, Die My Darling January 25, 2011

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Die, die, die my darling

Don’t utter a single word

Die, die, die my darling

Just shut your pretty mouth

I’ll be seeing you again

I’ll be seeing you in hell

Don’t cry to me oh baby

Your future’s in an oblong box, yeah

Don’t cry to me oh baby

Should have seen it a-comin’ on

Don’t cry to me oh baby

I don’t know it was in your power

Don’t cry to me oh baby

Dead-end girl for a dead-end guy

Don’t cry to me oh baby

Now your life drains on the floor

Don’t cry to me oh baby

Die, die, die my darling

Don’t utter a single word

Die, die, die my darling

Just shut your pretty mouth

I’ll be seeing you again

I’ll be seeing you in hell

Don’t cry to me a baby

Your future is in an oblong box

Don’t cry to me oh baby

Should have seen the end a-comin’ on, a-comin’

Don’t cry to me oh baby

I don’t know it was in your power

Don’t cry to me oh baby

Dead-end girl for a dead-end guy

Don’t cry to me oh baby

Now your life drains on the floor

Don’t cry to me oh baby

Die, die, die my darling

Don’t utter a single word

Die, die, die my darling

Shut your pretty mouth

I’ll be seeing you again

I’ll be seeing you in hell

Don’t cry to me oh baby

Die, die, die my darling

Don’t cry to me oh baby

Die, die, die my darling

Die, die, die my darling

Die, die, die my darling

Die, die, die, die, die, die….

 

Religion and Lobster January 19, 2011

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Larry David goes on a rant about religion.


 

Swan January 15, 2011

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I love Mila Kunis. Lovelovelovelove

 

White Hinterland – Bow and Arrow January 14, 2011

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There are some things better kept to yourself.

Some people are better left to themselves.

You’re one of those better left to themselves.

I never know what might set you off.

You want to kiss me, but you don’t know how.

I want to hold you, but I can’t right now.

You want to love me, but you don’t know how.

You never know what might set me off.

I want a house of stone set out in the woods.

I want a house of stone surrounded by birches.

I want a house of stone set out in the woods.

Pull up the bone, draw out the marrow

I am the bow, you are the arrow

 

Susanna and the Magical Orchestra – Love Will Tear Us Apart January 13, 2011

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When routine bites hard
And ambitions are low
And resentment rides high
But emotions won’t grow
And we’re changing our ways
Taking different roads

Then love, love will tear us apart again
Love, love will tear us apart again

Why is the bedroom so cold
Turned away on your side
Is my timing that flawed
Our respect run so dry
Yet there’s still this appeal
That we’ve kept through our lives

And love, love will tear us apart again
Love, love will tear us apart again

Do you cry out in your sleep
All my failings expose
Get a taste in my mouth
As desperation takes hold
Is it something so good
Just can’t function no more

When love, love will tear us apart again
Love, love will tear us apart again
Love, love will tear us apart again
Love, love will tear us apart again

 

Brazos – Day Glo January 12, 2011

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Day Glo,
Chrome window,
Shapes in the clouds,
the hungry shoosh for miles around,
upstream, jumpin’ out of the water,
gills in the air,
I got many people to thank,
but I can’t write letters,
I can’t write letters.

 

My friends on the edge of the old graveyard,
they sit on an old grey porch,
and watch foxes play,
and juggle wine,
the kind of wine that you don’t mind spillin’,
that you don’t mind spillin’.

 

Well I fill out the forms and I make my death come slowly.
One at a time some kind of record unrollin’.
“You best begin sometime”, she said, “but you can’t start until you’re ready”.
()? controlled,
somehow bowed her fingernails, eyelashes and all the essential parts.
We talk about dreams a lot.
She reads our fortunes out loud,
I think it’s funny and I go stay with her,
and I go stay with her,
and I don’t mind dyin’,
when I make love to her,
to her, to her.
Day Glo.

 

Under a wall of sound,
a riverbed of clay,
the distance between us stays,
close, but not close,
far, but not too far,
away.
Close, but not close,
far, but not too far,
away.

 

Day Glo.