| alt-J – The Gospel of John Hurt Lyrics | 11 years ago |
| I still don't know exactly what this means/what the references are? However, this is one cool sounding song... one of my favorites from alt-j for sure. | |
| Stepdad – Treasure Hugs Lyrics | 11 years ago |
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Great translation AAAAA42 - I think you're pretty spot on. I have a couple of thoughts, though of course like most songs, this one is open for interpretation. I was thinking: "And I know he's wearing out after all these years And I'll find him dead some morning in my bedroom" That the narrator was getting worn down after all these years, from being depressed. "Imagine what you could make If your muse hadn't killed herself" Perhaps not a literal person killing themselves - maybe muse is referring to the narrators inner soul, or light, or source of inspiration? Nevertheless, I digress: this song is amazing. Definitely one of my favorites - not just from the band, but one of my favorite songs period. The sound, the lyrics, the feeling - perfect! |
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| Jack White – Sixteen Saltines Lyrics | 13 years ago |
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She's got stickers on her locker And the boy's number's there in magic marker I'm hungry and the hunger will linger I eat sixteen saltine crackers then I lick my fingers Well every morning I deliver the news Black hat white shoes and I'm red all over She's got a big mailbox, that she puts out front Garbage in garbage out, she's getting what she wants Who's jealous who's jealous who's jealous who's jealous of who? If I get busy then I couldn't care less what you do But when I'm by myself I think of nothing else Than if a boy just might be getting through and touching you Spike heels make a hole in a lifeboat Jumpin' and waving, I'm talking and laughing as we float I hear a whistle, that's how I know she's home Lipstick, eyelash, broke mirror, broken home Force fed, force mixed 'till I drop dead You can't defeat her, when you meet her you'll be what I said And Lord knows there's a method to her madness Bustin' those jokes as I float in a sea of sadness She doesn't know but when she's gone I sit and drink up a few I'm sure she's drinkin too, but wondering what for and who And I'm solo rollin'. I'm one side off the boat. Looking out, throwing up, a lifesaver down my throat Who's jealous who's jealous who's jealous who's jealous of who? (x3) |
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