| Stephen Malkmus and the Jicks – Vanessa from Queens Lyrics | 19 years ago |
| Bob Packwood was a Republican senator from Oregon who's political career ended in the mid-nineties after he was accused of sexual assault by no fewer than 29 women. The song alludes to the life of a trophy wife, but takes on a contrastingly darker tone when paired with this little tidbit. | |
| Pavement – Raft Lyrics | 19 years ago |
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Just thought I should mention that the last stanza there is: Damn the gold-diggers All around this funky place Damn, damn, damn all the forty-niners... Absolutely fantastic song - picked up the "Crooked Rain x2" reissue on a lark, but I'm really digging what I'm hearing so far. |
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| Hot Snakes – No Hands Lyrics | 19 years ago |
| This one's got me thinking about the Communist Manifesto, and the great division between the Proletariat and the Bourgeious. It's easy to imagine that the hands in this song represent a downtrodden working-class increasingly taken for granted and abused by the major body of capitalism. "Yeah, cut 'em off me - I could do this with stumps..." | |
| Hot Snakes – Mystery Boy Lyrics | 19 years ago |
| This is the only Hot Snakes song John Reis sings lead vocals on. Not that I'm complaining, but it sounds more RFTC than Hot Snakes... odd choice. | |
| Hot Snakes – Unlisted Lyrics | 19 years ago |
| Easily the best song on the album - a good stereo and high quality headphones are the only way to do it justice. There's seriously something trancedental about John Reis' guitar riffs on this one. | |
| Hot Snakes – Our Work Fills The Pews Lyrics | 19 years ago |
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One look at the stats You won't look twice One look at the numbers You'll pine and die My memory Serves me right History does no disservice To the bottom line It was over 'fore it even started Yeah it's the science of the truth Got a feeling that you just can't shake? Face it - our work fills the pews Uh-huh-huh Figure all of this for nothing There's a precident for what I do I Got numbers and you can't ignore them My ways, my work fills the pews My memory It serves me right Take a long hard look You'll switch up sides Stick a pin anywhere on a map You'll find us there That makes us a natural selection That makes it fair There's a passage in the city charter - yeah You should read it through It was over 'fore it even started It's the science of the truth Taking liberties I should take There's a precedent for what I do I got a feeling that you just can't shake it Face it - our work fills the pews |
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