| Flight of the Conchords – Hiphopopotamus vs. Rhymenoceros Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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| The National – Pay for Me Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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OK, that does sound better, but Baby's gonna pay for me still does not sound right. How come you take the conclusion of the platinum card? |
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| Depeche Mode – World In My Eyes Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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Also some drugs involved, together with the love? |
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| Tool – Stinkfist Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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This is my interpretation of the song, expressed with images from Requiem for a Dream http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CEREqER_dmM |
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| AC/DC – Thunderstruck Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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Like practically any song of ACDC it's about sex. See Darkenrahl up. Women are ejaculated on, they are thunderstruck, Them dirty ACDC-boys. I like! |
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| Queens of the Stone Age – Make It Wit Chu Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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Uh milkwig This song is about fucking It's rock 'n roll |
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| Depeche Mode – Enjoy The Silence Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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This song, obviously, is about shooting heroin. Words like violence Break the silence Come crashing in Into my little world Painful to me = He's at a down, head ache and waiting for his next shot Pierce right through me = Piercing the needle Can't you understand Oh my little girl = Arguing that his drug use is not a problem All I ever wanted All I ever needed Is here in my arms = Heroin in his arm vains seems all he ever wanted and needed Words are very unnecessary They can only do harm Vows are spoken To be broken = Junkies make many promisses and break them all Feelings are intense = a description Words are trivial = of being Pleasures remain = high So does the pain = In the end drugs solve nothing Words are meaningless And forgettable = Only getting high counts All I ever wanted All I ever needed Is here in my arms Words are very unnecessary They can only do harm Enjoy the silence. |
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| Spinvis – Voor Ik Vergeet Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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Over dementie gaat dit lied. Hoe je langzaam alles vergeet, en hoe de toestand van een dement persoon lijkt op die wanneer je droomt, waarin je ook alles gelijk vergeet. |
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| The National – The Perfect Song Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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sometimes i can feel your weight when i close my eyes seven times i was under youi never try to find you i hope you dont remember me i hope your not alone i don't wanna know what your thinking It was a brief burst of passion, only seven nights they spent. i'm looking out the window just fucking drinking shallow frame and shaky sticks but i know there's a river in me shallow minded adult tricks but i know there's a river in me Broken with a woman, getting drunk and depressed. His body is a shallow frame, the shaky sticks his legs, but he knows he can be more. The woman played him, but he can go on. |
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| Spinvis – Smalfilm Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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Volgens mij gaat dit over de dood, elk couplet slaat op een ander persoon dat op het punt staat dood te gaan. De mentaal gestoorde vrouw. De man die zijn eigen noodlot bezegeld door een fietser dood te rijden en het geheim te houden. En de persoon die nog zoveel dromen zou willen verwerkelijken, voordat hij gaat, maar hij is te laat. Letters van naam omdraaien is trouwens: komen van de maan. Ik ben een monoliet = de dood ik ben de wetenschap = de dood ik ben een grote man van 50 jaar = de dood vandaag knipte ik een muis in twee en die naaide ik toen mooi weer aan elkaar De mens speelt met de dood medisch gezien. maar soms vanuit een hoek kijken mij dingen aan vanuit de schaduw van de kathedraal = kerkhof ligt in de schaduw van de kathedraal De laatste sterft een natuurlijke dood, eenzaam zonder vrouw. |
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| Spinvis – Limonadeglazen wodka Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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Dit gaat over een vriend die doodging: Oh, als je hier kon zijn vandaag Mijn vreemde vriend En dat je nuchter was En je geschoren had Wat zou je lachen om mijn shirt En mijn huis en mijn oude hoofd Ik zou je vragen hoe het is En ik had je niet geloofd Het was een vreemde snuiter, terwijl spinvis burgelijk geworden was, spinvis zou vragen hoe de dood was. het was een mooie tijd Als ik me niet vergis We hadden zo'n gelijk altijd Maar ja, we zeiden niks Je had het eerder door dan ik Er is zo weinig tijd Goede oude studententijd, eindeloze studentikoze politieke gesprekken, hij genoot meer van het leven. Je zag er heel goed uit Je deed als iemand van TV Zo kon ik toch nooit zijn Niet ik, niet met dat haar van mij Een cirkel op je arm, ik niet Want ik was veel te bang Hij was de coole, spinvis de gewone. Ze had de juiste naam Ze had de juiste huid Ze had iets prachtigs aan Ook jij zag er fantastisch uit Ze woonde in Madrid Ze had een hele leuke baan De vriendin van de overledene. Ik had een film gezien die nacht Ik dacht op 2 Er was iets met een oorlogsheld Er werd niet veel gezegd Je zag hem eerst als kind Maar het kon ook alweer de reclame zijn Hij lag op de bank half in slaap een film te kijken, toen hij werd gebeld met het bericht van het overlijden. Toen ging de telefoon En dus ben ik toen maar gegaan Ik had zelfs een echte traan Want de as kwam in mijn oog Ze had een poncho aan die dag Als ik me niet vergis Wat zou je lachen om die vent Met zijn cake en die foute tune = Priester in de kerk en kerkmuziek Maar ik zweer je Er komt een keer geheid een dag Dat ie het nog een keer mag doen = Wanneer spinvis zelf de pijp aan maarten geeft, mag de priester het nog s doen. Ze had de juiste naam Ze had de juiste huid Ze had iets prachtigs aan Ook jij zag er fantastisch uit Beschrijfenis van de begrafenis. |
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| Spinvis – Voor Ik Vergeet Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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Over dementie gaat dit lied. Hoe je langzaam alles vergeet, en hoe de toestand van een dement persoon lijkt op die wanneer je droomt, waarin je ook alles gelijk vergeet. |
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| MGMT – Time to Pretend Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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This song is a parody on stardom and a critique on the lifes they are supposed to lead when becoming famous. The only true, real part of the song is: I'll miss the playgrounds and the animals and digging up worms I'll miss the comfort of my mother and the weight of the world I'll miss my sister, miss my father, miss my dog and my home Yeah, I'll miss the boredom and the freedom and the time spent alone |
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| The National – Slow Show Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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I think this song is about hitting on a woman, being a shy guy and all: Standing at the punch table swallowing punch can’t pay attention to the sound of anyone a little more stupid, a little more scared every minute more unprepared Painting a picture of collecting the courage to talk to a woman, but actually getting more nervous due to postponing it. I made a mistake in my life today everything I love gets lost in drawers I want to start over, I want to be winning way out of sync from the beginning Thinking of his former failed relations: the memories are little more than photos and stuff kept in a drawer. He does want a new girlfriend tho. I wanna hurry home to you put on a slow, dumb show for you and crack you up so you can put a blue ribbon on my brain god I’m very, very frightening I’ll overdo it He imagines how it would be if she was his girlfriend, and how she would like him for the smart funny guy he feels he can be. But still frightened. Looking for somewhere to stand and stay I leaned on the wall and the wall leaned away Can I get a minute of not being nervous and not thinking of my dick My leg is sparkles, my leg is pins I better get my shit together, better gather my shit in You could drive a car through my head in five minutes from one side of it to the other He is nervous, but horny and his mind is hectic, he even becomes drunken/clumsy and falls almost when trying to lean against the wall. I wanna hurry home to you put on a slow, dumb show for you and crack you up so you can put a blue ribbon on my brain god I’m very, very frightening I’ll overdo it Thinking it over some more, and then: Finally he steps up to her and says: You know I dreamed about you for twenty-nine years before I saw you You know I dreamed about you I missed you for for twenty-nine years |
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| The National – The Perfect Song Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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sometimes i can feel your weight when i close my eyes seven times i was under youi never try to find you i hope you dont remember me i hope your not alone i don't wanna know what your thinking It was a brief burst of passion, only seven nights they spent. i'm looking out the window just fucking drinking shallow frame and shaky sticks but i know there's a river in me shallow minded adult tricks but i know there's a river in me Broken with a woman, getting drunk and depressed. His body is a shallow frame, the shaky sticks his legs, but he knows he can be more. The woman played him, but he can go on. |
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| The National – Pay for Me Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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Imo this song is about the expectations and realities of fame. i thought i'd come to you and your long lazy scene instate direction, finger on a magazine. i'd call you when i need you i can't get used to your new name. Somebody he knows getting in touch with him, being famous and all, even with a new name. send a body double over with your keys she'll see you in an hour everybody quiet please. essex house is down the road the actors want to be alone. The distancing of him as a musician from the real world. your room is still and soft as a jeweler's. incidental music coming down the hall Music industry description? remember when i never had to wait for you at all? i wish my hands were yours as i lay your keys on a magazine. take me to LaGuardia my baby's gonna pay for me. My baby is the music industry, LaGuardia an airport in Barcelona, i believe, he's on tour. bottle from the duty-free i'll drink it all across the sea. lay me down business class headphones and a sleeping mask. Going first class all on cost of the music business, a metaphor to the distancing to real important things in life. she's gonna pay for me she's gonna pay for me. Business pays again, then comes the turn around of the song: brother, i wish you were home just tell me you're not alone call me back; i'm on a plane i think i'm somewhere over spain. i'm in the dark without the stars i've never seen a black so dark thought i'd be above the rain somewhere on a higher plane. Missing his family and friends, perhaps, sort of estranged from the world on a tour across Spain, he doesnt even know, flying so much across the world. But it's not all good, no stars, a dark black and he though he would be above the rain, that stardom would lift him on a higher plane, it doesn't. oh brother, i wish you were home my brother, i wish you were home. baby, you're asleep by now you never stayed awake for me you never waited up for me, no, you never waited up for me! now there's nothing i can do i lost you but i beat the sound couldn't if i wanted to The Concord doesn't turn around. Called back to the USA to his woman, but gets mad claiming that she never waits up for his call. The Concord beating the speed of sound is a metaphor for the direction of his life, the speed with which it is going and the fact that is an unstoppable rift with home. oh brother, i wish you were home my baby is in a room alone. my brother, i wish you were home. |
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