Music and Lyrics...

Veiled_light · February 2007

I heard of it thinking "ouch not another romantic comedy with a stupid idea" but it turns out the film is actually quite funny and good fun The music and everything and the movie on the whole is also very well done, if not very cheesey and predictable.

modjoe86 · February 2007

It looks horrible.

As for lyrics...

Some say the end is near

Some say we'll see armageddon soon

I certainly hope we will

I sure could use a vacation from this

Bullshit three ring circus sideshow of

Freaks

Here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA

The only way to fix it is to flush it all away

Any fucking time, any fucking day

Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay

Fret for your figure and

Fret for your latte and

Fret for your hairpiece and

Fret for your lawsuit and

Fret for your prozac and

Fret for your pilot and

Fret for your contract and

Fret for your car

It's a

Bullshit three ring circus sideshow of

Freaks

Here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA

The only way to fix it is to flush it all away

Any fucking time, any fucking day

Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay

Some say a comet will fall from the sky

Followed by meteor showers and tidal waves

Followed by faultlines that cannot sit still

Followed by millions of dumbfounded dipshits

Some say the end is near

Some say we'll see armageddon soon

I certainly hope we will 'cause

I sure could use a vacation from this

Silly shit, stupid shit...

One great big festering neon distraction,

I've a suggestion to keep you all occupied

Learn to swim

Mom's gonna fix it all soon

Mom's comin' round to put it back the way it ought to be

Learn to swim

Fuck L. Ron Hubbard and

Fuck all his clones

Fuck all those gun-toting

Hip gangster wannabes

Learn to swim

Fuck retro anything

Fuck your tattoos

Fuck all you junkies and

Fuck your short memory

Learn to swim

Fuck smiley glad-hands

With hidden agendas

Fuck these dysfunctional,

Insecure actresses

Learn to swim

'cause I'm praying for mayhem

And I'm praying for tidal waves

I wanna see the ground give way

I wanna watch it all go down

Mom please flush it all away

I wanna see it go right in and down

I wanna watch it go right in

Watch you flush it all away

Time to bring it down again

Don't just call me pessimist

Try and read between the lines

I can't imagine why you wouldn't

Welcome any change, my friend

I wanna see it all come down

Suck it down

Flush it down

kel11 · February 2007

Was it true what I heard about the son of God?

Did he come to save? Did he come at all?

And if I dried his feet with my dirty hair

Would he make me clean again?

They say they don't know when but a day's gonna come

When there won't be a moon and there won't be a sun

It will just go black, it will just go back

To the way it was before

I knew a lovely girl with such pretty pride

And every man wanted her, yeah, and so did I

Yeah, and so did I

But she up and died in a fit of vanity

Now men with purple hearts carry silver guns

And they'll kill a man for what his father's done

But what my father did, no, it don't mean shit

I'm not him

And you think I need some discipline well, I've had my share

I've been sent to my room, I've been sat in a chair

And I held my tongue, I didn't plug my ears

No, I got a good talking to

And I don't know why, but I still try to smile

When they talk at me like I'm just a child

Well, I'm not a child

No, I am much younger than that

But now I've read some books and I've grown quite brave

If I could just speak up I think I would say

That there is no truth

There is only you and what you make the truth

So, I'll just sing my songs and I'll pass a hat

And then I'll leave your town and I'll never look back

No I won't look back because the road is clear

And laid out ahead of me

And I'll get home I'll meet my friends at our favorite bar

We'll get some lighter heads for our heavy hearts

And we'll share a drink, yeah we'll share our fears

And they'll know how I love them

They will know how I love

They will know how I love them

I'm nothing without their love

Now I don't know when but day's gonna come

When there won't be a moon and there won't be a sun

It will all go black, it will all go back

To the way it's supposed to be

Is it true what they say about the son of God?

Did he die for us? Did he die at all?

If I sold my soul, for a bag of gold to you

Which one of us would be the foolish one?

Which one of us would be the fool?

Which one of us would be the foolish one?

Which one of us would be the fool?

Could you please start explaining?

You know I need some understanding

Could you please start explaining?

You know I need some understanding

Could you please start explaining?

You know I need understanding

Could you just start explaining?

You don't understand

modjoe86 · February 2007

Dear Brothers and Sisters,

Dear Enemies and Friends,

Why are we all so alone here? All we need is a little more hope, a little more joy. All we need is a little more light, a little less weight, a little more freedom. If we were an army, and if we believed that we were an army, and we believed that everyone was scared like little lost children in their grown up clothes and poses; so we ended up alone here floating through long wasted days, or great tribulations.. While everything felt wrong. Good words, strong words, words that could've moved mountains. Words that no one ever said. We were all waiting to hear those words and no one ever said them. And the tactics never hatched. And the plans were never mapped. And we all learned not to believe. And strange lonesome monsters loafed through the hills wondering why.. And it is best to never ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever wonder why. So tangle -- oh tangle us up in bright red ribbons! Let's have a parade. It's been so long since we had a parade, so let's have a parade! Let's invite all our friends. And all our friends' friends! Let's promenade down the boulevards with terrific pride and light in our eyes: twelve feet tall and staggering.. Sick with joy with the angels there and light in our eyes. Brothers and Sisters, hope still waits in the wings like a bitter spinster; impatient, lonely and shivering, waiting to build her glorious fires. it's because of our plans man; our beautiful ridiculous plans. Let's launch them like careening jetplanes. Let's crash all our planes in the river. Let's build strange and radiant machines at this Jericho waiting to fall.

kel11 · February 2007

Well the animals laugh from the dark of the wilderness

A baby cries hard in an apartment complex

As I pass in a car buried under the influence

The city's driving me out of my mind

I've seen a child, he's caught in the sad trap of gravity

He falls from the lowest branch of the apple tree

And lands in the grass, and weeps for his dignity

Next time he will not aim so high

Yeah, next time, neither will I

Now a mother takes loans out, sends her kids off to colleges

Her family's reduced to names on a shopping list

While a coroner kneels beneath a great wooden crucifix

He knows there's worse things than being alone

And so I've learned to retreat at the first sign of danger

I mean, why wait around, if it's just to surrender?

And ambition, I've found, can lead only to failure

I do not read the reviews

No, I am not singing for you

Well, I stood dropping a coin into the pit of a well

And I would throw my whole billfold if I thought it would help

With all these wishes I make, I should buy something real

At least a telephone to call home

Well, my teachers, they built this retaining wall of memory

All those multiple choices I answered so quickly

And got my grades back, and forgot just as easily

But at least I got an A

And so I don't have them to blame

Well I should stop pointing fingers, reserve my judgement

Of all those public action figures, the cowboy presidents

So loud behind the bullhorn, so proud they can't admit

When they've made a mistake

Well, poison ink spews from a speechwriter's pen

He knows he don't have to say it so it, it don't bother him

Honesty, accuracy, just popular opinion

And the approval rating's high

And so someone's gonna die

Well, ABC, NBC, CBS bullshit

They give us fact or fiction, I guess an even split

And each new act of war is tonight's entertainment

We're still the pawns in their game

As they take eye for an eye, until no one can see

We must stumble blindly forward, repeating history

Well I guess we all fit into your slogan in that fast food marquee

Red-blooded, white skinned, oh and the blues

Oh, and the blues, I got the blues, that's me!

(That's me!)

That's me!

Well I awoke in relief, my sheets and tubes were all tangled

Weak from whiskey and pills in a Chicago hospital

And my father was there, in a chair by the window

Staring so far away

I tried talking, just whispered, "So sorry, so selfish"

He stopped me and said, "Child, I love you regardless

There's nothing you could do that would ever change this

I'm not angry, it happens

But you just can't do it again"

So now I try to keep up, I've been exchanging my currency

While a million objects pass through my periphery

Now I'm rubbing my eyes, cause they're starting to bother me

I've been staring too long at the screen

But where was it when I first heard that sweet sound of humility?

It came to my ears in the goddamn loveliest melody

How grateful I was then to be part of the mystery

To love and to be loved

Let's just hope that is enough

The blue parts a find amazing.

kel11 · February 2007

What song is that first song joe?

et88guy · February 2007

Three choices. One bullet. One trigger. Guess who gets to pull it? One leader. One thousand slaves. For every throne there's one thousand graves (give or take a grave). You're all the same. Just part of their machine. Perpetuate their dream. They subsidize their nightclubs and they subsidize your malls. They herd and brand the masses within painted prison walls. Until your freedom of assembly becomes the missiles they create or just mass delusion dancing to this music that you fucking hate. But I'm not the same. I'm not a pat of your fucking machine. I'll jeopardize their dream. I'd rather be imprisoned in a George-Orwellian world, than this pacified society of happy boyz and gurlz. I'd rather know my enemies and let you know the same. Whose windows to smash and whose tires to slash and where to point the fucking blame. One future. Two choices: oppose them or let them destroy us.

Yeaaaaaaaaa.

ET

modjoe86 · February 2007

Originally posted by kel11

What song is that first song joe?

Aenema by Tool. Were both of yours Bright Eyes?

the car's on fire and there's no driver at the wheel

and the sewers are all muddied with a thousand lonely suicides

and a dark wind blows

the government is corrupt

and we're on so many drugs

with the radio on and the curtains drawn

we're trapped in the belly of this horrible machine

and the machine is bleeding to death

the sun has fallen down

and the billboards are all leering

and the flags are all dead at the top of their poles

it went like this:

the buildings tumbled in on themselves

mothers clutching babies picked through the rubble

and pulled out their hair

the skyline was beautiful on fire

all twisted metal stretching upwards

everything washed in a thin orange haze

i said: "kiss me, you're beautiful -

these are truly the last days"

you grabbed my hand and we fell into it

like a daydream or a fever

we woke up one morning and fell a little further down -

for sure it's the valley of death

i open up my wallet

and it's full of blood

kel11 · February 2007

Originally posted by modjoe86

Aenema by Tool. Were both of yours Bright Eyes?

Thanks, and sadly yes.

I'll change it up a little bit.

I am thinking it's a sign

That the freckles in our eyes

Are mirror images and when we kiss

They're perfectly aligned

And I have to speculate

That God himself did make us

Into corresponding shapes

Like puzzle pieces from the clay

And true, it may seem like a stretch

But it's thoughts like this that catch

My troubled head when you're away

When I am missing you to death

When you are out there on the road

For several weeks of shows

And when you scan the radio

I hope this song will guide you home

They will see us waving from such great

heights

"Come down now," they'll say

But everything looks perfect from far away

"Come down now," but we'll stay . . .

I tried my best to leave

This all on your machine

But the persistent beat

It sounded thin upon listening

And that frankly will not fly

You will hear the shrillest highs

And lowest lows with the windows down

When this is guiding you home

They will see us waving from such great

heights

"Come down now," they'll say

But everything looks perfect from far away

"Come down now," but we'll stay . .

Draenor · February 2007

Originally posted by modjoe86

It looks horrible.

As for lyrics...

Some say the end is near

Some say we'll see armageddon soon

I certainly hope we will

I sure could use a vacation from this

Bullshit three ring circus sideshow of

Freaks

Here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA

The only way to fix it is to flush it all away

Any fucking time, any fucking day

Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay

Fret for your figure and

Fret for your latte and

Fret for your hairpiece and

Fret for your lawsuit and

Fret for your prozac and

Fret for your pilot and

Fret for your contract and

Fret for your car

It's a

Bullshit three ring circus sideshow of

Freaks

Here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA

The only way to fix it is to flush it all away

Any fucking time, any fucking day

Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay

Some say a comet will fall from the sky

Followed by meteor showers and tidal waves

Followed by faultlines that cannot sit still

Followed by millions of dumbfounded dipshits

Some say the end is near

Some say we'll see armageddon soon

I certainly hope we will 'cause

I sure could use a vacation from this

Silly shit, stupid shit...

One great big festering neon distraction,

I've a suggestion to keep you all occupied

Learn to swim

Mom's gonna fix it all soon

Mom's comin' round to put it back the way it ought to be

Learn to swim

Fuck L. Ron Hubbard and

Fuck all his clones

Fuck all those gun-toting

Hip gangster wannabes

Learn to swim

Fuck retro anything

Fuck your tattoos

Fuck all you junkies and

Fuck your short memory

Learn to swim

Fuck smiley glad-hands

With hidden agendas

Fuck these dysfunctional,

Insecure actresses

Learn to swim

'cause I'm praying for mayhem

And I'm praying for tidal waves

I wanna see the ground give way

I wanna watch it all go down

Mom please flush it all away

I wanna see it go right in and down

I wanna watch it go right in

Watch you flush it all away

Time to bring it down again

Don't just call me pessimist

Try and read between the lines

I can't imagine why you wouldn't

Welcome any change, my friend

I wanna see it all come down

Suck it down

Flush it down

The last time I posted the lyrics to Aenema Razorback changed the word "fuck" to Dick Cheney

But since you posted a Tool song, this is one of my current addictions:

Here from the king's mountain view;

Here from the wild dream come true -

Feast like a sultan, I do,

on treasures and flesh, never few.

But I, I would wish it all away

if I thought I'd lose you

just one day

The devil and his had me down,

in love with the dark side, I found.

Dabblin' all the way down.

Up to my neck;

Soon to drown

But you,

changed that all for me,

lifted me up, turned me 'round.

So I

I

I

I

I would

I would

I would

Wish this all away

Prayed like a martyr dusk til dawn

Begged like a hooker all night long

Tempted the devil with my song

And got what I wanted all along

But I

and I would

If I could,

then, I would

Wish it away

Wish it away

Wish it all away

Wanna wish it all away

No pressure could hold, sway,

or justify my

kneeling away

my sinnin'..

So if I could I'd wish it all away,

if I thought tomorrow

would take you away.

You're my peace of mind, my home, my center.

I'm just trying to hold on

one more day

Damn my eyes

Damn my eyes

Damn my eyes, if they should

compromise our fulcrum;

Want and need - if I need it

I might as well be gone

Shine on forever

Shine on benevolent sun

Shine down upon the broken

Shine until the two become one

Shine on forever

Shine on benevolent son

Shine down upon the severed

Shine until the two become one

Divided I'm withering away

Divided I'm withering away

Shine down upon the many

Light our way

Benevolent son

pray

Breathe in union

Breathe in union

Breathe in union

Breathe in union

So, as one, survive

another day and season.

Silently just say your grace.

Silently, just stay out of my way!

Infliction · February 2007

We were at a party

His ear lobe fell in the deep

Someone reached in and grabbed it

It was a rock lobster

We were at the beach

Everybody had matching towels

Somebody went under a dock

And there they saw a rock

It wasn't a rock

It was a rock lobster

Motion in the ocean

His air hose broke

Lots of trouble

Lots of bubble

He was in a jam

S'in a giant clam

Down, down

Underneath the waves

Mermaids wavin'

Wavin' to mermen

Wavin' sea fans

Sea horses sailin'

Dolphins wailin'

Red snappers snappin'

Clam shells clappin'

Muscles flexin'

Flippers flippin'

Down, down

Let's rock!

Boy's in bikinis

Girls in surfboards

Everybody's rockin'

Everybody's fruggin'

Twistin' 'round the fire

Havin' fun

Bakin' potatoes

Bakin' in the sun

Put on your noseguard

Put on the lifeguard

Pass the tanning butter

Here comes a stingray

There goes a manta-ray

In walked a jelly fish

There goes a dogfish

Chased by a catfish

In flew a sea robin

Watch out for that piranha

There goes a narwhale

HERE COMES A BIKINI WHALE!

Beat that!

Draenor · February 2007

Originally posted by Infliction

We were at a party

His ear lobe fell in the deep

Someone reached in and grabbed it

It was a rock lobster

We were at the beach

Everybody had matching towels

Somebody went under a dock

And there they saw a rock

It wasn't a rock

It was a rock lobster

Motion in the ocean

His air hose broke

Lots of trouble

Lots of bubble

He was in a jam

S'in a giant clam

Down, down

Underneath the waves

Mermaids wavin'

Wavin' to mermen

Wavin' sea fans

Sea horses sailin'

Dolphins wailin'

Red snappers snappin'

Clam shells clappin'

Muscles flexin'

Flippers flippin'

Down, down

Let's rock!

Boy's in bikinis

Girls in surfboards

Everybody's rockin'

Everybody's fruggin'

Twistin' 'round the fire

Havin' fun

Bakin' potatoes

Bakin' in the sun

Put on your noseguard

Put on the lifeguard

Pass the tanning butter

Here comes a stingray

There goes a manta-ray

In walked a jelly fish

There goes a dogfish

Chased by a catfish

In flew a sea robin

Watch out for that piranha

There goes a narwhale

HERE COMES A BIKINI WHALE!

Beat that!

Done and done...nothing beats Der Eier Von Satan...lol

Eine halbe Tasse Staubzucker

Ein Viertel Teeloffel Salz

Eine Messerspitze turkisches Haschisch

Ein halbes Pfund Butter

Ein Teeloffel Vanillenzucker

Ein halbes Pfund Mehl

Einhundertfunfzig Gramm gemahlene Nusse

Ein wenig extra Staubzucker

... und keine Eier

In eine Schussel geben

Butter einruhren

Gemahlene Nusse zugeben und

Den Teig verkneten

Augenballgro?e Stucke vom Teig formen

Im Staubzucker walzen und

Sagt die Zauberworter

Simsalbimbamba Saladu Saladim

Auf ein gefettetes Backblech legen und

Bei zweihundert Grad fur funfzehn Minuten backen und

KEINE EIER

Bei zweihundert Grad fur funfzehn Minuten backen und

Keine Eier ..

modjoe86 · February 2007

Isn't that a recipe to make weed cookies in German?

cornoffcob · February 2007

Originally posted by modjoe86

Isn't that a recipe to make weed cookies in German?

mmmmmm cookies

kel11 · February 2007

I couldn't pass this song up, amazing lyrics.

I had a girl I knew

She grew, became a woman now

I think that she teaches

At one of the schools downtown

We used to roll the windows down

And play the music loud

Smoking out in her car

Lost in west Omaha

And we'd get drunk and kiss

Our bodies twist like shoelaces

And we never came untied

I guess you were just my type

You know that summer never stopped

I still pretend I'm there

The band's in the living room

The neighbors, they never cared

So when I sat behind the drumset

Your heartbeat's what I tried to play

But with the kick and snare so careless, not in time

So you got ahead of me

And I guess I'm still dragging behind

I had a friend who changed his name

But couldn't change himself

Never quite figured out

How to deal with what life had dealt

He put a needle in his arm to calm his handsome hell

Who would've imagined it

Could've worked out so well?

Now he's a shape that moves

Like echoes through my empty room

And there's a voice that speaks

Like someone's right behind me

I turned around and found exactly what you would expect

The clothes I left on my floor

The papers piled on my desk

But where the ink is wet, the cause, effects

What's meant by it?

The story that is incomplete

The picture's left unfinished

So I am writing my own ending

I let my pen bleed black or blue

And I will color in the meaning

It will be gold and green and shrewd

And I'll learn to love my new discovered proof

I'll be grateful for this day

I will be grateful for each day to come

Conor is incredible.

Draenor · February 2007

Originally posted by modjoe86

Isn't that a recipe to make weed cookies in German?

hash brownies, to be exact.

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