| Conor Oberst – Zigzagging Toward the Light Lyrics | 10 years ago |
| its definitely bounder and the bridge is wrong too but im not going to go back and change it again. | |
| Conor Oberst – Kick Lyrics | 10 years ago |
| Kathleen Kennedy. RFK's daughter | |
| Bright Eyes – Shell Games Lyrics | 13 years ago |
| at the architect who imagined this | |
| Monsters of Folk – Say Please Lyrics | 15 years ago |
| They switch throughout, M. ward sings the first 2 lines of the verse, conor the second and jim james the third, they all sing the chorus and switch at saying say please | |
| The Faint – Forever Growing Centipedes Lyrics | 16 years ago |
| let's build a bat-mitzvah gown on an island | |
| The Faint – Forever Growing Centipedes Lyrics | 16 years ago |
| let's build a bat-mitzvah gown on an island | |
| Conor Oberst – Souled Out!!! Lyrics | 16 years ago |
| this song is about having to much fun and not getting into heaven. there are drug references all through it. bricked weed, magic bullet (what you keep and snort coke out of), to the moon in a soda can means you get high by smoke whatever out of a can instead of a pipe or a bowl. snow white? oyster (oxycontin). Maybe its just me but it seems like you have to know by now your not getting into heaven if your hanging out in mexico doing drugs. if you dont believe in science that is, which conor does and doesn't care if heavens all sold out. | |
| Conor Oberst – Lenders in the Temple Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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A short delay The parrot blues Little voices mimic you It’s not so hard to make that sound So watch your back The ides of March Cut your hair like Joan of Arc Disguise your will They’ll find you out And when they do Look out There’s money lenders inside the temple That circus tiger's going to break your heart Something so wild turned into paper If I loved you, well, that’s my fault A bitch in heat The alpha male Not something she’d ever tell Except when she got deafly high Then out it came like summer rain Washed the cars and everything Felt clean for just a little while A telethon we drunk dialed Those starving children They ain’t got no mother Theres pink flamingos living in the mall I’d give a fortune to your infomercial If somebody would just take my call Take my call Hello? Patterns in my mind now moving slow Sorrow all across the surface roads Smoothing out the edges of the stone The lights are out where’d everybody go alone Erase yourself and you’ll be free Men dull are destroyed by the sea All we are is colored sand So pay to ride the Ferris wheel Smile All that you can feel is gratitude for what has been Because it did not happen There’s money lenders inside the temple That circus tiger's going to break my heart Something so wild turned into paper If you love me, well, that’s your fault There’s money lenders inside the temple This crystal city’s going to fall apart When all their power turns into vapor If I miss you, well, that’s my fault That’s my fault |
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| Death Cab for Cutie – Bixby Canyon Bridge Lyrics | 16 years ago |
| if I'm not mistaken Kerouac was sober during his stay at the cabin, but continues his alcoholic ways when he up and hitchhikes back to San Fransisco..its a good book i suggest you read it | |
| Say Anything – No Soul (feat. Anna Waronker) Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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another note or two on the lyrics: the chorus: This song belongs to you, And all your crew. This curse will sting the worst, As it shall mark you. and for the sample its: "You know very well, what you are, Don't let them write you off. You wear your scars, I've had a few, but not that many. But you're the only one, Who gives me good and plenty." |
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| Say Anything – In Defense of the Genre (feat. Gerard Way) Lyrics | 16 years ago |
| the crime of the century is the holocaust | |
| Say Anything – No Soul (feat. Anna Waronker) Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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the second verse is: I'd rather spend an evening giving birth than see how your eyes are glued on everyone but the person you're talking to. Trapped between babuskas on a plane is a fraction of how lame It is to watch you pump the poison through your veins. |
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| Bright Eyes – We Are Free Men Lyrics | 17 years ago |
| Simon Joyner isn't in Neva Dinova. I don't know who it is but it sounds like Todd Fink. Also Conor is a hypocrite he changes his mind all time on if he belives god...but yes this seems to be an instance where he is embracing heaven or god or whatever | |
| Mayday Parade – You Be the Anchor That Keeps My Feet on the Ground, I'll Be the Wings That Keep Your Heart in the Clouds Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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I hear: and you'll sing two weeks to wait until then i may never sail virginia again And as this current moves slow for me This much you must know, we'll meet again And I'll have you know I'm scared to death |
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| Mayday Parade – Miserable at Best Lyrics | 17 years ago |
| i think in the chorus its making nice not making eyes but i could be wrong | |
| Mayday Parade – When I Get Home You're So Dead Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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So say hello to all the boys At the top of this table that you're under Lipstick lullabies This is sorry for the last time shes giving guys head under the table... |
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| Straylight Run – Buttoned Down Lyrics | 17 years ago |
| im pretty sure he says button down the song is called button down as a reference to the lyric | |
| Bright Eyes – Well Whiskey Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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I get my whiskey from a well Except on holidays, then it's the top shelf But tonight I don't mind if I spend a little more Because you're a tolerant woman and the world is at war ---well whiskey is cheap whiskey you get in a drink or shot at a bar such as old crow or some shit, where as top shelf whiskey is crown royal etc. but he'll pay extra when hes with a nice girl or depressed from current events. I know you witnessed my decline You used to push back the darkness like a floodlight But tonight that's a secret, like the soul of a whore That if you want to have fun you will just have to ignore ---he meets with an old friend to catch up and drink but he doesn't want to talk aboout the past or what may have happened be it a relationship or what have you Now let my troubles solve themselves I used to get involved, but I'm just no help But tonight let's pretend that we're just like we were Let me stay until the morning, I will sleep on the floor ---it seems that she is reluctant to let him stay but hes fucked up and doesn't want to leave so he tries to assure her its not like before if need be hell sleep on the floor And we can talk in circles, no dollar figures Just what is owed or paid We can make predictions, I know you see the future And I agree, we agree, tonight is not happening ---he just wants to talk, nothing important just how much the drinks are. They talk of the future and shes so sure where shes going, he just knows hes not sleeping with her And I got dry as a desert, I got mean I was as lonely and empty as a canteen With no anesthetic you're bound to be sore But tonight I am drinking all peaceful and warm ---when he stopped drinking he got mean he wasn't happy and felt evenmore empty than when he was filling himself with poison but now that hes back at it he happy again And just when I got fed up with that grey sky The sun came out of nowhere like a bar fight And it knocked out the wind and it bruised me with light And I felt grateful for living just like I feel tonight ---self explanitory, when he got so depressed finally something came around to make him happy possibly her, possibly something else Well, I know you feel safer in a group Where you could be anyone or they could be you But tonight we'll take risks that you can afford You still have bars on your windows and a hole in your door ---shes trapped in a prison, of her own making by always being with people and trying to be different when if she would be herself she'd be more free So we can talk in circles around a dirty mirror Night trickles down our throats And we could make a timeline to last our whole lives But we don’t know, no one knows what is further up the road ---doing powder drugs off a mirror and they talk and talk and they only know they don't know what will happen next just wait and see, all in time it'll show itself. |
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| Bright Eyes – Tourist Trap Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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this is what i got: it's not road we use to know they tore some buildings down. the traffic's like a pack of dogs. there's fewer trees when those fleas concrete on the lawn there's people here but you are gone and i'm fine, still swimming though time afraid some days ive reached the shore "make yourself free, man" said thats me now my heart is like an open doors and road finally gave me back but i don't think i'll unpack cause im not sure if i live here anymore its not my weight that makes me faint or the sugar in my blood but the way these strangers stand so close they say my name like guessing game "hey, is that really you?" No, i dont think it ever was in the spring when the worlds turning green i only think about the fall the frets on the board my progression of chords oh, how i want this to resolve and the road finally gave me back but i don't think ill unpack cause i'm not sure i live here anymore |
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| Brand New – Luca Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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since no one can get it right: When I disappear, do you fear for the sister I took When I disappear, it is clear I am up to no good I am drearily blunt, letting this blind wedding cross my mouth So the last thing you realize you needs what you already got So touch me or don’t Just let me know Where you’ve been Please drop me a line with a hook and some raw bleeding bait (one, two, three, four) for I am uncaught and still swimming alone in the lake (five, six, seven, eight) Shimmering under a moon made in anger and angst Shimmering like a penny out of reach in the subway grate (Shimmering like a coin kept safe away, you’ll never listen to anything) So touch me or don’t Just let me know Where you’ve been We could leave it alone, I’m sure there’s someone who knows Where you’ve been You never worked well with our group Not with the faults we found So we fixed you with cement galoshes No one can save you now Unless you have friends among fish There’ll still be no air to breathe You could drink up the entire ocean I’ll still find someone to be everything we know that you’ll never be So touch me or don’t Just let me know Where you’ve been Or we could leave it alone I’m sure there’s someone who knows Where you’ve been |
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| Brand New – You Won't Know Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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this is what i got: Hey, hey, hey, Mr. Hangman, Go get your rope Your daughters weren't careful, I fear that I am a slippery slope Now even if I lay my head down at night After a day I got perfectly right She won't know... So play little player, you gotta contend And you can't blame your mother, She's trying not to say I was the worst mistake And I wish that I could tell you right now (...I love you) But it looks like I won't be around So you won't know... You won't know... So believe in me, believe them You think I'll let you down Well I won't They can fire everything they've got What do you think? I'm sunk? I will float on (...and die) I am fine to put your gun to my life And know I'm scared it won't fire right You won't know... You're never going to feel as full as you felt So let's go outside and we'll play William Tell Take your time drawing a bead I'll stand as still as you need 'Cause you're so good at talking smack, you heart attack But you're the apple of my eye anyway The smile on your face, It's on your plate... It's on a silver plate So they say, They say in heaven There's no husbands and wives On the day that I show up They'll be completely out Of their forgiveness supplies And I cant use the telephone To tell you that I'm dead and gone So you won't know You won't know... You won't know... Yeah, You won't know... |
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| Bright Eyes – Seashell Tale (M. Ward cover) Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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i believe its "Well I knew I was lucky when the needle came and stuck me its porcupine came and poked my cactus hide." |
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| Kevin Devine – Just Stay Lyrics | 18 years ago |
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the album version is: "I found my fickle friend out in the alley way He said, You don't look so good. I said, Hey doc, that's great. You started practicing? I never got the note. So let's shake and trade and be on our way. Let's go, go, go. So here we are again, inside your neon shrine, sharing a chopping block beneath embarassed light that tries to hide from us it tucks itself away. So we both grab hold and say no you don't. Just stay, just stay. The morning's hot and harsh, my notebook fills itself. The words come thick with sweat, it feels like someone else is writing all of this, someone I just can't believe. when I mop my brow, set my pen back down, it's still me, still me. And I'm grabbing at a feeling now that I can't ever name. Some sign post to remind me how I wanted things this way. And she says, 'it's pretty but you hate yourself, I can hear it clear as day.' And I say, 'when i sing like this, it sounds worse than it is. I'm okay, okay. I'm okay, okay. Just stay, just stay.' the first verse is a drug deal second verse they're doing the drugs the third is the next next day he feels beside himself and not himself as he writes of the past night(s) 4th verse he plays the song for a girl and she thinks hes depressed but really he wants his life that way |
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| Hellogoodbye – Stuck To You Lyrics | 18 years ago |
| best song on the cd | |
| Kevin Devine – You'll Only End Up Joining Them Lyrics | 18 years ago |
| i'd say he says "a flask, a key, a bag, a fifth" a bag being a baggie of coke, and a fifth of alcohol | |
| Kevin Devine – Keep Ringing Your Bell Lyrics | 18 years ago |
| you may be right about the heroin but brownstone also has a different meaning in New York City, a "brownstone" is understood to be a terrace or rowhouse clad in brownstone. New York City brownstones tend to be found in certain older neighborhoods, which are perhaps most common in Brooklyn. The other reference most likly are about cocaine, hes been singing about it since miracle of 86 | |
| Kevin Devine – You're Trailing Yourself Lyrics | 18 years ago |
| it's "rolling three man" three man is a drinking game played with dice | |
| Kevin Devine – Brooklyn Boy Lyrics | 18 years ago |
| i believe its "brooklyn boy, born and raised, chopping lines" as in cocaine. i think this song is about how hes okay with the way he lives his despite his obvious problems with himself and other substances. | |
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