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| davinox |
What groups or artists do you find as the best song writers? Or more simply: which songs have the best lyrics?
My pick is Neutral Milk Hotel - Oh, Comely ... off of the CD In the Aeroplane Over the Sea
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Oh Comely,
I will be with you when you lose your breath
Chasing the only
Meaningful memory you thought you had left
With some bratty, bright and bubbly terrible scene
That was doing her thing on your chest
But oh, comely
It isn't as pretty as you'd like to guess
In your memory, you're drunk on your automy
It doesnt mean anything at all.
Oh, Comely
All of your friends are all letting you blow
Wrestling and ogling, bursting with fruits falling out from the holes
of some bratty, bright and bubbly friend you could need
to say comforting things in your ear, but oh comely,
There isn't such one friend that you could find here
Standing next to me, only my enemy
I'll crush him with everything I own
Say what you want to say,
Hang for you're hollow, always moving your mouth
To pull out all your miracle aim For me.
The father made fetuses with flesh licking ladies
While you and your mother were asleep in the trailer park
Thunderous sparks from the dark of the stadiums
The music and medicine you needed for comforting
So make all your fat, fleshy fingers fingers to moving
And pluck all your silly strings and
Bend all your notes for me and
Soft silly music is meaningful, magical
The movements were beautiful
All in your ovaries
All of them milking with green fleshy flowers
While powerful pistons were sugary sweet machines,
Smelling of semen or under the garden
Was all you were needing when you still believed in me,
Say what you want to say,
Hang for you're hollow, always moving your mouth to pull out all your miracle aim
For me.
Da, da da da da da da....
I know they buried her body with others,
Her sister and mother and five hundred families
And will she remember me fifty years later
I wished I could save her in some sort of time machine
Know all your enemies.
We know who our enemies are.
Know all your enemies.
We know who our enemies are.
Da, da da da da da da.....
Goldening my dear,
We will fold and freeze together
Far away from here
There is sun and spring and green forever,
But now we move to feel
For ourselves inside some stranger's stomach
Place your body here that your skin began to blame itself, |
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| SYSTEM-J |
This time the bullet cold rocked ya
A yellow ribbon instead of a swastika
Nothin' proper about ya propaganda
Fools follow rules when the set commands ya
Said it was blue
When ya blood was read
That's how ya got a bullet blasted through ya head
Blasted through ya head
Blasted through ya head
I give a shout out to the living dead
Who stood and watched as the feds cold centralized
So serene on the screen
You were mesmerised
Cellular phones soundin' a death tone
Corporations cold
Turn ya to stone before ya realise
They load the clip in omnicolour
Said they pack the 9, they fire it at prime time
Sleeping gas, every home was like Alcatraz
And mutha as lost their minds
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Run it!
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Checka, checka, check it out
They load the clip in omnicolour
Said they pack the 9, they fire it at prime time
Sleeping gas, every home was like Alcatraz
And mutha as lost their minds
No escape from the mass mind rape
Play it again jack and then rewind the tape
And then play it again and again and again
Until ya mind is locked in
Believin' all the lies that they're tellin' ya
Buyin' all the products that they're sellin' ya
They say jump and ya say how high
Ya brain-dead
Ya gotta in' bullet in ya head
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Uggh! Yeah! Yea!
Ya standin' in line
Believin' the lies
Ya bowin' down to the flag
Ya gotta bullet in ya head
Ya standin' in line
Believin' the lies
Ya bowin' down to the flag
Ya gotta bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
Ya gotta bullet in ya in' head!
Rage Against the Machine- Bullet in the Head, easily the most lyrically dexterous track I've ever heard. You don't get the full idea from written lyrics of how well Zach de la Rocha keeps a lyrical rhythm flowing while still managing to cram in incredibly profound song-writing and avoiding any usual clichés. |
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| albertoR |
COHEED AND CAMBRIA
"Delirium Trigger"
we're now up here alone terror on the intercom can someone save us
systems malfunction blast it this damn machine over and out captain
something lurks creeps on the counter top somewhere behind you
parasitic cyst i can't stand to watch it's coming up and out of your chest
remember when we were young
sit up right on the table a photograph of earth feeding me a way back
frightened i tear alone or maybe not the the only one there
hello... hello when it rings will you answer?
there corner tall short stance
it's you come on kill me!!
you made a good friend to me but while you were outnumbered
and torn they made us do things...
dear god, i don't feel alive when you're cut short of misery
will you pray it be the end? give a look surprise wide eyed to me
then you'll know just what i am the scare that triggers your fear
come know me in a different light come know me as god
run sand hourglass in my time will i be worth?
spin 'round carousel when your horse isn't screwed in
oh dear god, i don't feel alive when you're cut short of misery (raise forth lost cause)
will you pray it be the end? give a look surprise wide eyed to me (raise forth lost cause)
then you'll know just what i am (subtle demise the legitimate cry)
the scare that triggers your fear come know me in a different light
come know me as god (raise forth lost cause)
The Mars Volta
"Roulette Dares (The Haunt Of)"
Transient jet lag ecto mimed bison
This is the haunt of roulette dares
Ruse of metacarpi
Caveat emptor....to all that enter here
Open wrist talks back again
In the wounds of its skin
They'll pinprick the witness
In ritual contrition
The am trinity fell upon asphyxia-derailed
In the rattles of...
Made its way through the tracks
Of a snail slouching whisper
A half mass comute through umbilical blisters
Spector will lurk
Radar has gathered
Midnight neuces from boxcar cadavears
Exoskeletal junction at the railroad delayed
Exoskeletal junction at the railroad delayed
It's because this is
Cranial bleeding
Leaches train the living
Cursed are they who speak its name
Ruse of metacarpi
Caveat emptor to all that enter here
Exoskeletal junction at the railroad delayed
Exoskeletal junction at the railroad delayed
It's because this is
Ratteling the laughter
Hinges splintering inside
Bludgeoned to a saddle
Rang the cloister bell inside
inside
inside
exoskeletal junction at the railroad delayed
exoskeletal junction at the railroad delayed
it's because this is |
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| subuddha |
basically everything with Tool.
their Undertow and Aenima albums are relly good but i find the lyrics on Lateralus most interesting.
this is my favourite and it took me awhile before it clicked and i understood it.
| quote: | Lateralus
Black then white are all I see in my infancy.
red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me.
lets me see.
As below, so above and beyond, I imagine
drawn beyond the lines of reason.
Push the envelope. Watch it bend.
Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.
Withering my intuition, missing opportunities and I must
Feed my will to feel my moment drawing way outside the lines.
Black then white are all I see in my infancy.
red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me.
lets me see there is so much more
and beckons me to look through to these infinite possibilities.
As below, so above and beyond, I imagine
drawn outside the lines of reason.
Push the envelope. Watch it bend.
Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.
Withering my intuition leaving all these opportunities behind.
Feed my will to feel this moment urging me to cross the line.
Reaching out to embrace the random.
Reaching out to embrace whatever may come.
I embrace my desire to
feel the rhythm, to feel connected
enough to step aside and weep like a widow
to feel inspired, to fathom the power,
to witness the beauty, to bathe in the fountain,
to swing on the spiral
of our divinity and still be a human.
With my feet upon the ground I lose myself
between the sounds and open wide to suck it in,
I feel it move across my skin.
I'm reaching up and reaching out,
I'm reaching for the random or what ever will bewilder me.
And following our will and wind we may just go where no one's been.
We'll ride the spiral to the end and may just go where no one's been.
spiral out... keep going
spiral out... keep going
spiral out... keep going |
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