Local H - "bound for the floor"
Born to be down I’ve learned all my lessons before now Born to be down I think you’ll get used to it
And you just don’t get it You keep it copacetic And you learn to accept it You know it’s so pathetic
Born to be down I think that I’ve said this before now Born to be down What good is confidence?
And you just don’t get it You keep it copacetic And you learn to accept it You know it’s so pathetic And you don’t
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Helmet - "unsung"
Your contribution left unnoticed some Association with an image Just credit time for showing up again Attention wandered I’m left with it
Gone by sin too slowly Can’t pass it up Then I thought nothing is right I turned it off
To die unsung would really bring you down Although wet eyes would never suit you Walk through no archetypal suicide Die young is far too boring these days
Your will to speak clearly Exposed too much Unsung once too often Could not rub off
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Tom waits - "The piano has been drinking"
The piano has been drinking, my necktie is asleep And the combo went back to New York, the jukebox has to take a leak And the carpet needs a haircut, and the spotlight looks like a prison break And the telephone's out of cigarettes, and the balcony is on the make And the piano has been drinking, the piano has been drinking... And the menus are all freezing, and the light man's blind in one eye And he can't see out of the other And the piano-tuner's got a hearing aid, and he showed up with his mother And the piano has been drinking, the piano has been drinking As the bouncer is a Sumo wrestler cream-puff casper milktoast And the owner is a mental midget with the I.Q. of a fence post 'Cause the piano has been drinking, the piano has been drinking... And you can't find your waitress with a Geiger counter And she hates you and your friends and you just can't get served without her And the box-office is drooling, and the bar stools are on fire And the newspapers were fooling, and the ash-trays have retired 'Cause the piano has been drinking, the piano has been drinking The piano has been drinking, not me, not me, not me, not me, not me
Twistex · Tue May 17, 2005 @ 10:33pm · 1 Comments |