| Whitehouse – A Cunt Like You Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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The title may be a reference to a book title 'A Woman Like You', and once again, the lyrics are a parody of Dylan's 'Just Like a Woman'. The meaning of this piece, to me, seems different in its two contexts, as a piece on 'Mummy & Daddy' and as the last track of 'Cruise'. On 'Mummy & Daddy', it fits in with the rest of the material on domestic violence, while on 'Cruise', it seems like a prototype for pieces like 'Why You Never Became a Dancer' and 'Dans'. It seems to me, in the 'Cruise' context anyway, to be about shallow behavior. I'd love to hear what other people have to say about this piece, however. |
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| Whitehouse – Just Like A Cunt Lyrics | 16 years ago |
| It should also be noted that the lyrics and title are a parody of Dylan's 'Just Like a Woman'. | |
| Whitehouse – Right To Kill Lyrics | 16 years ago |
| Written by Kevin Tomkins. Originally titled 'Kill! Kill! Kill!' | |
| Whitehouse – Bloodfucking Lyrics | 16 years ago |
| Written by Kevin Tomkins, of Sutcliffe Jugend. | |
| Whitehouse – I'm Coming Up Your Ass Lyrics | 16 years ago |
| Chuck Traynor, ex-husband of Linda Lovelace, and total scumbag. Possibly based off of 'Ordeal', Lovelace's biography. | |
| Whitehouse – Gilles de rais Lyrics | 16 years ago |
| Written by Philip Best, I think. | |
| Whitehouse – Rock And Roll Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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I think it's "And I want to know / if you believe in rock and roll..." A pretty straightforward rail against rock music. The live version from Whitehouse's first live action is fierce. |
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| Whitehouse – The Streetcleaner Lyrics | 16 years ago |
| Related to the Peter Sutcliffe case, I think? | |
| Whitehouse – Philosophy Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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An extended version of 'Philosophy of the Wife-Beater', with lyrics based on something called the 'Door Pattern'. Super skeezy. |
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| Whitehouse – Ruthless Babysitting Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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The version above is the original set of lyrics penned by Philip Best for the piece. Here are the album lyrics: SO THIS IS WHAT YOU'VE SPENT YOUR TIME DOING WAITING FOR SALLY'S DAUGHTERS TO GROW UP I KNOW YOU'RE FOND OF QUESTIONS SO HERE'S SOME FUCKING ANSWERS WE'LL GENTLY REWRITE SOME HISTORY AND MAKE BELIEVE IT'S ALL ABOUT EMPATHY AND COMPASSION. BUT FIRST TELL ME AGAIN IN BAD FUCKING ENGLISH ABOUT YOUR THREE MONTHS AS A PROSTITUTE THE ART PROJECT GONE BAD: THE TRIP HOME AT CHRISTMAS TO GET THE MONEY FOR AN ABORTION 400 EUROS IN YOUR HAND THAT YOU SWORE YOU COULDN'T FIND ANOTHER WAY I'D HAVE PAID GLADLY. I CAUGHT YOU GOING THROUGH THE RUBBISH AGAIN EMPTY BLISTER PACKS OF SILDENAFIL CITRATE WHY WOULD YOU WANT TO WORSHIP THAT SICKLY GREY MESS? WHERE'S THE ECSTATIC TRUTH IN THAT? THE FRENCH HARLOT CHILD PROMISING SOON OR NEVER THE PAEDOPHILE IN LOVE GAZING AT 70S SNAPSHOTS AND FEELING VERY FUCKING SAFE. SAFE AS BRIGHT-EYED ANNE SCRIBBLING BY CANDLELIGHT YOU CHERISH THE IMAGE OF HER AWKWARDLY POSED IN THE STREET THE PHOTOGRAPHER'S SHADOW SET TO SWALLOW HER WHOLE DARK AS THE WAR ITSELF: A CHEAP AGFA VERMEER FOR CONNOISSEURS PERVERTS AND ENTHUSIASTS AND NOT FORGETTING PRETENTIOUS CUNTS LIKE YOU. OR THOSE LUCKY BUNDLES OF WARM GOOD NATURE ON SUMMER DAYS IN RURAL FRANCE WHEN THEY PEER INTO THE LENS MOMENTARILY DISTRACTED FROM THE KITTENS OR DRESSING UP GAME WHAT DO THEY KNOW ABOUT SEX BEASTS AND CANCER SCARES? PARTIAL BIRTH ABORTION AND VAGINAL INFECTION? DAVID BOWIE IN MODERN PAINTERS. I'LL GIVE YOU FUCKING HONEST YOUR FAVORITE MOVIE: THE WAR ZONE FAVORITE ALBUM COVERS : VIRGIN KILLER, HOUSES OF THE HOLY, U2 BOY FAVORITE PHOTOGRAPHER: DODGSON FAVORITE ARTISTS: BALTHUS, REMARKO : ANYTHING WITH A KID IN IT FAVORITE GOOGLE SEARCH : RUSSIAN ORPHANAGE : RUTHLESS BABYSITTING : ELITE GYMNASTICS AND YOU GOT THE CLAP ON YOUR 14TH BIRTHDAY FROM THAT SHY FRIEND OF YOUR FATHER WHO FINGERFUCKED YOU IN THE SAME CAR HE LATER SUCKED DOWN THE GAS IN THOSE EXQUISITE BOOKS YOU PESTERED HIM FOR OCTAVO EDITIONS OF THE POETS THAT SIT STILL UNREAD ON THE SHELF BY YOUR BED FOR DREAMING OF WHO-THE-FUCK-KNOWS-WHAT. DIRTY JESSIE'S ALL GROWN UP NOW TODAY IS HER COCAINE DAY EVEN THROUGH THE HAZE OF COCKS AND HIP-HOP RAPIST PAWS SHE CAN SEE WE'RE ALL STILL WALLOWING IN THE MUD HOWEVER ARTFULLY FRAMED ON WHITE GALLERY WALLS I CAN LOOK YOU IN THE EYES AND SEE WHAT YOU SPEND YOUR TIME DOING WHEN IT GETS DARK AND MESSY THE BAND BROKE UP: I LOST A LOT OF FUCKING WEIGHT. YOUR FAVORITE BOOK: THE OLD CURIOSITY SHOP NOT THE CELEBRATED RAPESNUFF OF LITTLE NELL SO MUCH MORE ADORABLE ALIVE THOUGH PREFERABLY SLEEPING UNWATCHED AND UNCARED FOR IN THE MIDST OF DECAY THE CHILD BOTANICAL, THE ANGEL IMPERIAL NOT LAID OUT LIKE JESSIE OR AN EMPTY DIRTY DRESS YOU CAN CALL ME A CUNT IF YOU LIKE BECAUSE YOU'LL STILL PUT THE BATTERIES IN THE BABY LIKE A SIMPERING NAMBLA FREAK. |
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| Whitehouse – Just Like A Cunt Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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I haven't seen if the lyrics to 'JLAC' are printed as they are above in the Quality Time booklet, but I do notice that the second half of the lyrics are from the later form of 'JLAC', 'A Cunt Like You'. Here's what I've been able to make out, for 'ACLY': I REALLY LOATHE VULGARITY, SO COMMON YOUR DISGRACEFUL CELLULITIS YOU'LL NEVER BE THE SAME AGAIN FUCKING STEREOTYPE YOU TAKE JUST LIKE A CUNT CUNT FUCKS JUST LIKE A CUNT YOU ACHE JUST LIKE A CUNT YOU BREAK JUST LIKE A CUNT LISTEN TO THE SOUND OF BEING ALIVE YOU LOOK LIKE A FUCKING BAT, YOU OLD SLUT I REALLY LOATHE VULGARITY, SO COMMON YOUR DISGRACEFUL CELLULITIS YOU'LL NEVER BE THE SAME AGAIN CUNT FUCKING STEREOTYPE FUCKING STEREOTYPE YOU TAKE JUST LIKE A CUNT CUNT FUCKS JUST LIKE A CUNT YOU ACHE JUST LIKE A CUNT CUNT FUCKS JUST LIKE A CUNT YOU FUCKING STEREOTYPE LISTEN TO THE SOUND OF BEING ALIVE, CUNT LOOK AT YOURSELF, CUNT WRAP UP PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER YOU'RE A FUCKING MESS SAY IT YOU'RE A FUCKING MESS YOU'RE A FUCKING DISGRACE CUNT YOU TAKE JUST LIKE A CUNT CUNT FUCKS JUST LIKE A CUNT YOU ACHE JUST LIKE A CUNT WRAP UP PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER YOU'RE A FUCKING MESS YOU'RE A FUCKING MESS YOU'RE A FUCKING DISGRACE WRAP UP PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER YOU'RE A FUCKING MESS YOU'RE A FUCKING DISGRACE YOU'RE A FUCKING DISGRACE YOU'RE A FUCKING DISGRACE YOU'RE A FUCKING DISGRACE CUNT AND YOU'RE SAYING NOTHING HAPPENED? YOU TAKE JUST LIKE A CUNT CUNT FUCKS JUST LIKE A CUNT YOU ACHE JUST LIKE A CUNT YOU BREAK JUST LIKE A CUNT A CUNT LIKE YOU YOU FUCKING STEREOTYPE LISTEN TO THE SOUND OF BEING ALIVE [...] YOU TAKE JUST LIKE A CUNT CUNT FUCKS JUST LIKE A CUNT YOU ACHE JUST LIKE A CUNT YOU BREAK JUST LIKE A CUNT A CUNT LIKE YOU YOU FUCKING STEREOTYPE LISTEN TO THE SOUND OF BEING ALIVE LOOK AT YOURSELF, CUNT CUNT YOU'RE A FUCKING DISGRACE, CUNT YOU LOOK LIKE A FUCKING BAT, YOU OLD SLUT I REALLY LOATHE VULGARITY, SO COMMON YOUR DISGRACEFUL CELLULITIS YOU'LL NEVER BE THE SAME AGAIN, CUNT YOU FUCKING STEREOTYPE YOU TAKE JUST LIKE A CUNT CUNT FUCKS JUST LIKE A CUNT YOU ACHE JUST LIKE A CUNT YOU BREAK JUST LIKE A CUNT YOU FUCKING STEREOTYPE YOU TAKE JUST LIKE A CUNT CUNT FUCKS JUST LIKE A CUNT YOU ACHE JUST LIKE A CUNT YOU BREAK JUST LIKE A CUNT LISTEN TO THE SOUND OF BEING ALIVE, CUNT LOOK AT YOURSELF, CUNT WRAP UP PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER YOU'RE A FUCKING MESS SAY IT YOU'RE A FUCKING MESS YOU'RE A FUCKING DISGRACE CUNT YOU FUCKING STEREOTYPE YOU TAKE JUST LIKE A CUNT CUNT FUCKS JUST LIKE A CUNT YOU ACHE JUST LIKE A CUNT CUNT FUCKS JUST LIKE A CUNT NOTHING HAPPENED? WHILE THAT DOG LOOKS AT YOU HE'S GLANCING AT THAT SNATCH OF WIDENING CLEAVAGE WIZENING OLD TIT ATTRACTION? YOU MUST BE FUCKING JOKING CUNT YOU MUST BE FUCKING JOKING CUNT YOU MUST BE FUCKING JOKING CUNT AND AS FOR THOSE RIDICULOUS SHOES... ALWAYS TOO MUCH PERFUME ALWAYS TOO MUCH PLASTER YES, THAT DOG LOOKS AT YOU IN FASCINATED REPULSION EVEN HIS DISGUSTING HALF-ERECTION IS DISGUSTED YOU'RE A FUCKING DISGRACE, CUNT AND STILL YOU'RE SAYING NOTHING HAPPENED? WHILE THAT DOG LOOKS AT YOU HE'S GLANCING AT THAT SNATCH OF WIDENING CLEAVAGE WIZENING OLD TIT ATTRACTION? YOU MUST BE FUCKING JOKING CUNT AND AS FOR THOSE RIDICULOUS SHOES... ALWAYS TOO MUCH PERFUME ALWAYS TOO MUCH PLASTER YES, THAT DOG LOOKS AT YOU IN FASCINATED REPULSION EVEN HIS DISGUSTING HALF-ERECTION IS DISGUSTED BECAUSE NOTHING IN THE WORLD COULD POSSIBLY COMPARE TO HOLDING HIS SWEET LITTLE DAUGHTER'S HAND COULD IT? CUNT I can't make out any of what Bennett's screaming during one part. Any suggestions? |
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