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Here is a song I ended up not liking much at first but loving now. It's by the band 'Disturbed' which most of you will probably write off as stupid angsty nu metal, but hey, angst is good for the soul. It's from their new album, Ten Thousand Fists, and is called Overburdened. It's a song about the soldiers that died fighting for a wrong cause. It really surprised me how much their new album is more like rock than metal, and that they forsook most electronic crap. Nice to see that some bands see the light, even if ever so slightly. I'm looking forward to their next offering.

 

"Hell is still overburdened

I must stand and wait in line

I may never know for certain when will be my time?

 

How was I considered evil?

Pleasures taken in this life.

Someone granted me reprieval

Decades spent in strife...

 

Chorus:

Led to nothing

Repeated in my mind

Led to nothing

If only I was born another time

 

Hell is still overburdened

I must stand and wait in line

Hell is still overburdened

Now have I been living some damned eternal lie?

 

It's the closing of the curtain

In the play that was my life

Now this chapter's left for open tragedies in time

 

I was fighting for a reason

Holy blessed homicide

Seems I have committed treason

All I've sacrified...

 

Chorus:

Led to nothing

Repeated in my mind

Led to nothing

If only I was born another time

 

Hell is still overburdened

I must stand and wait in line

Hell is still overburdened

Now have I been living some damned eternal lie?

Hell is still overburdened

I must stand and wait in line

Hell is still overburdened

Now have I been living some damned eternal lie?

 

Bridge:

Fate is so unkind.

Now I should have known.

Blind leading the blind.

Reaping all I've sown.

If it all amounts to nothing.

Why, then, am I staniding in this line?

 

Hell is still overburdened

I must stand and wait in line

Hell is still overburdened

Now have I been living some damned eternal lie?

Hell is still overburdened

I must stand and wait in line

Hell is still overburdened

Now have I been living some damned eternal lie?"

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Weird, Neutral, but I like it. Folks talk about teen angst all the time as if older folks don't feel it. Angsty music seems like a nice, healthy way to voice angst anyhow.

 

As always, I wonder how the song would sound if I heard it. On the one hand, I'm curious. On the other hand, if I really like the lyrics, I'm afraid the actual song will disappoint me.

 

Hmm, more lyrics to come later.

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Willy Mason - Oxygen

 

I wanna be better than oxygen

So you can breathe when you're drowning and weak in the knees

I wanna speak louder than Ritalin

For all the children who think that they've got a disease

I wanna be cooler than T.V.

For all the kids that are wondering what they are going to be

We can be stronger than bombs

If you're singing along and you know that you really believe

We can be richer than industry

As long as we know that there's things that we don't really need

We can speak louder than ignorance

Cause we speak in silence every time our eyes meet.

 

On and on, and on, and on it goes

The world it just keeps spinning

Until I'm dizzy, time to breathe

So close my eyes and start again anew.

 

I wanna see through all the lies of society

To the reality, happiness is at stake

I wanna hold up my head with dignity

Proud of a life where to give means more than to take

I want to live beyond the modern mentality

Where paper is all that you're really taught to create

Do you remember the forgotten America?

Justice, equality, freedom to every race?

Just need to get past all the lies and hypocrisy

Make up and hair to the truth behind every face

That look around to all the people you see,

How many of them are happy and free?

I know it sounds like a dream

But it's the only thing that can get me to sleep at night

I know it's hard to believe

But it's easy to see that something here isn't right

I know the future looks dark

But it's there that the kids of today must carry the light.

 

On and on, and on, and on it goes

The world it just keeps spinning

Until I'm dizzy, time to breathe

So close my eyes and start again anew.

 

If I'm afraid to catch a dream

I weave you baskets and I'll float them down the river stream

Each one I weave with words I speak to carry love to your relief.

 

I wanna be better than oxygen

So you can breathe when you're drowning and weak in the knees

I wanna speak louder than Ritalin

For all the children who think that they've got a disease

I wanna be cooler than T.V.

For all the kids that are wondering what they are going to be

We can be stronger than bombs

If you're singing along and you know that you really believe

We can be richer than industry

As long as we know that there's things that we don't really need

We can speak louder than ignorance

Cause we speak in silence every time our eyes meet.

 

On and on, and on, and on it goes

The world it just keeps spinning

Until I'm dizzy, time to breathe

So close my eyes and start again anew

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Del Amitri - Be My Downfall

 

 

Well the bus is pulling out, and I guess I'd better go

 

Before I make a grave mistake and let my feelings show

 

And twenty miles away she waits alone for me

 

But when I try to picture her you're the one I see

 

And in another situation I could put up a fight

 

But you will be my downfall tonight

 

So the night is coming down, drowning us in blue

 

And it all points towards the things we know we shouldn't do

 

And as I look at you and I fall under your spell

 

Well I know I should be thinking of her lying there herself

 

And when faced with temptation you know a man should stand and fight

 

But you will be my downfall tonight

 

Be my downfall, be my great regret

 

Be the one girl that I'll never forget

 

Be my undoing, be my slow road to ruin... tonight

 

So the bus is pulling out and I'm grounded here with you

 

And I want to say the sweet things babe I've always wanted to

 

So tell me now the tail-lights have gone out of sight

 

Baby won't you be my downfall tonight.

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Artist: King Missile

Song: Detatchable ****

 

Lyrics :

 

I woke up this morning with a bad hangover

And my **** was missing again.

This happens all the time.

It's detachable.

 

 

This comes in handy a lot of the time.

I can leave it home, when I think it's gonna get me in trouble,

or I can rent it out, when I don't need it.

But now and then I go to a party, get drunk,

and the next morning I can't for the life of me

remember what I did with it.

First I looked around my apartment, and I couldn't find it.

So I called up the place where the party was,

they hadn't seen it either.

I asked them to check the medicine cabinet

'cause for some reason I leave it there sometimes

But not this time.

So I told them if it pops up to let me know.

I called a few people who were at the party,

but they were no help either.

I was starting to get desperate.

I really don't like being without my **** for too long.

It makes me feel like less of a man,

and I really hate having to sit down every time I take a leak.

After a few hours of searching the house,

and calling everyone I could think of,

I was starting to get very depressed,

so I went to the Kiev, and ate breakfast.

Then, as I walked down Second Avenue towards St. Mark's Place,

where all those people sell used books and other junk on the street,

I saw my **** lying on a blanket

next to a broken toaster oven.

Some guy was selling it.

I had to buy it off him.

He wanted twenty-two bucks, but I talked him down to seventeen.

I took it home, washed it off,

and put it back on. I was happy again. Complete.

People sometimes tell me I should get it permanently attached,

but I don't know.

Even though sometimes it's a pain in the ass,

I like having a detachable ****.

 

[background voices continue to sing "detachable ****" for

a while, then out]

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SAILING

Words and music by Christopher Cros

 

It's not far down to paradise

At least it's not for me

And if the wind is right you can sail away

And find tranquility

The canvas can do miracles

Just you wait and see

Believe me

 

It's not far to never never land

No reason to pretend

And if the wind is right you can find the joy

Of innocence again

The canvas can do miracles

Just you wait and see

Believe me

 

Sailing

Takes me away

To where I've always heard it could be

Just a dream and the wind to carry me

And soon I will be free

 

Fantasy

It gets the best of me

When I'm sailing

All caught up in the reverie

Every word is a symphony

Won't you believe me

 

It's not far back to sanity

At least it's not for me

And when the wind is right you can sail away

And find serenity

The canvas can do miracles

Just you wait and see

Believe me

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Toby Keith: Courtesy of the Red, White, and Blue

 

American girls and American guys will always stand up and salute;

Will always recognize

When we see ol' glory flying,

There's a lot of men dead,

So we can sleep in peace at night when we lay down our head.

 

My daddy served in the army,

Where he lost his right eye.

But he flew a flag out in our yard 'til the day that he died.

He wanted my mother, my brother, my sister and me

To grow up and live happy in the land of the free.

 

Now this nation that I love has fallen under attack.

A mighty sucker punch came flying in from somewhere in the back.

Soon as we could see clearly through our big black eye,

Man we lit up your world like the Fourth of July.

 

Hey Uncle Sam put your name at the top of his list,

And the Statue of Liberty started shaking her fist.

And the eagle will fly,

And there's gonna be Hell,

When you hear Mother Freedom start ringing her bell!

It's gonna feel like the whole wide world is raining down on you...

Brought to you courtesy of the Red, White and Blue!

 

Oh, Justice will be served and the battle will rage.

This big dog will fight when you rattle his cage

You'll be sorry that you messed with the US of A

'Cuz we'll put a boot in your ass

It's the American way.

 

Hey Uncle Sam put your name at the top of his list,

And the Statue of Liberty started shaking her fist.

And the eagle will fly,

And there's gonna be Hell,

When you hear Mother Freedom start ringing her bell!

And it'll feel like the whole wide world is raining down on you...

Brought to you courtesy of the Red, White and Blue!

 

Of the Red, White and Blue..

Of my Red, White and Blue...

 

:(

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Dead Kennedys-California Uber Alles

 

I am Governor Jerry Brown

My aura smiles

And never frowns

Soon I will be president

 

Carter power will soon go away

I will be Fuhrer one day

I will command all of you

Your kids will meditate in school

 

California Uber Alles

Uber Alles California

 

Zen fascists will control you

100% natural

You will jog for the master race

And always wear the happy face

 

Close your eyes, can't happen here

Big Bro' on white horse is near

The hippies won't come back you say

Mellow out or you will pay

 

California Uber Alles

Uber Alles California

 

Now it is 1984

Knock knock at your front door

It's the suede/denim secret police

They have come for your uncool neice

 

Come quitely to the camp

You'd look nice as a drawstring lamp

Don't you worry, it's only a shower

For your clothes here's a pretty flower

 

Die on organic poison gas

Serpent's egg's already hatched

You will crack, you little clown

When you mess with President Brown

 

California Uber Alles

Uber Alles California

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Weird, Neutral, but I like it.  Folks talk about teen angst all the time as if older folks don't feel it.  Angsty music seems like a nice, healthy way to voice angst anyhow.

 

As always, I wonder how the song would sound if I heard it.  On the one hand, I'm curious.  On the other hand, if I really like the lyrics, I'm afraid the actual song will disappoint me.

 

Hmm, more lyrics to come later.

 

Bah! Them Kids wouldn't know angst if it came up and depressed them in the face! Now, if you city folk want some angst, nothin' says depression like a bitter country song about Alcoholism, a broken marriage and loss of will to live! :huh:"

 

Brain Damage (live version) - The Waifs

 

I'm goin' out to damage my brain,

But you won't come, cause you're gonna stay at home,

It's no shame, every night and day,

We see each other anyway, you've got to move,

You've got to get away, it's a long cold night,

But there'll be a better day. Wouldn't you say,

Correct me if I'm wrong,

we've got all the good reasons for time on our own?

 

You see me all of the time,

You see me all of the time,

You see me all of the time,

and I'm sayin', hey, throw me some line.

 

Well it's him and it's her,

It's this and it's that,

I can feel my tyres but they're going flat,

But there's no get up and go for gettin it on,

we've got all the good reasons for time on our own.

 

You see me all of the time,

You see me all of the time,

You see me all of the time,

and I'm sayin', hey, throw me some line.

 

 

It is my completely subjective opinion that songs in which the singer is meant to be unhappy with his or her life sound far more genuine when played on accoustic guitars. On an electric guitar, depressing songs generally just sound angry and aggressive to me, while a depressing song played loudly on an accoustic guitar sounds bitter, and one played quietly sounds chilling, as if the singer has either lost the will to live or is on the verge of a major homicidal psychotic break. For instance:

 

Last Train - Travis

 

Rain, on the brain,

Now there

Hawk! Eggplant! AWAKEN!

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The World I know -- Collective Soul

 

"Has our conscience shown?

Has the sweet breeze blown?

Has all kindness gone?

Hope still lingers on

 

I drink myself of newfound pity

Sitting alone in New York City

And I don't know why, I don't know why

 

1-So I walk upon high

And I step to the edge

To see my world below

And I laugh at myself

While the tears roll down

'Cause it's the world I know

It's the world I know"

 

Are we listening?

To hymns of offering?

Have we eyes to see?

Love that's gathering?

 

All the words that I've been reading

Have now started the act of bleeding

Into one, into one

(repeat 1, 1)

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It is my completely subjective opinion that songs in which the singer is meant to be unhappy with his or her life sound far more genuine when played on accoustic guitars.  On an electric guitar, depressing songs generally just sound angry and aggressive to me, while a depressing song played loudly on an accoustic guitar sounds bitter, and one played quietly sounds chilling, as if the singer has either lost the will to live or is on the verge of a major homicidal psychotic break. 

 

 

I agree.

 

ANGST!

 

I am just a poor boy and my story
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I love Scarborrough Fair.

kirottu said:
I was raised by polar bears. I had to fight against blood thirsty wolves and rabid penguins to get my food. Those who were too weak to survive were sent to Sweden.

 

It has made me the man I am today. A man who craves furry hentai.

So let us go and embrace the rustling smells of unseen worlds

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You're threading to a territory where I'm practically blind. I had no idea of any of that. The melody and lyrics were just appealing.

kirottu said:
I was raised by polar bears. I had to fight against blood thirsty wolves and rabid penguins to get my food. Those who were too weak to survive were sent to Sweden.

 

It has made me the man I am today. A man who craves furry hentai.

So let us go and embrace the rustling smells of unseen worlds

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Thanks.

 

 

I liked the way plants were used to symbolize different aspects of the lovers hope in the song.

kirottu said:
I was raised by polar bears. I had to fight against blood thirsty wolves and rabid penguins to get my food. Those who were too weak to survive were sent to Sweden.

 

It has made me the man I am today. A man who craves furry hentai.

So let us go and embrace the rustling smells of unseen worlds

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Seasons of Love - RENT Soundtrack

 

COMPANY

525,600 minutes, 525,000 moments so dear. 525,600 minutes - how do you measure,

measure a year? In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights, in cups of coffee. In

inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife. In 525,600 minutes - how do you

measure a year in the life?

How about love? How about love? How about love? Measure in love. Seasons of

love.

 

SOLOIST 1

525,600 minutes! 525,000 journeys to plan. 525,600 minutes - how can you measure

the life of a woman or man?

 

SOLOIST 2

In truths that she learned, or in times that he cried. In bridges he burned, or

the way that she died.

 

COMPANY

It

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Indeed. Was that humor?

kirottu said:
I was raised by polar bears. I had to fight against blood thirsty wolves and rabid penguins to get my food. Those who were too weak to survive were sent to Sweden.

 

It has made me the man I am today. A man who craves furry hentai.

So let us go and embrace the rustling smells of unseen worlds

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