| Joanna Newsom – Jackrabbits Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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this song appeared as "Jack Rabbits" on the Brisbane setlist (1/16/10)-- combing through a recent (clear! hooray) recording, this is as accurate as i can guess: "i was tired of being dumped my face cracked like a joke so i swung through here like a brace of jack rabbits with their necks all broke i stumbled at the door with my boot and i knocked against the jamb and i scrambled at your chest like a mute with my fists of ham trying to tell you that i am telling you i can i can love you again love you again i'm squinting towards the East my faith makes me a dope but you can take my hand in the darkness, darlin' like a length of rope i shaped up overnight, you know the day after she died when i saw my heart and i'll tell you, darlin', it was open wide what with telling you i am telling you i can i can love you again love you again and it can have no bounds, you know it can have no end you can take my hand in the darkness, darlin' when you need a friend and it can change in shape or form but never change in size see, the water, it runs deep, my darlin' where it don't run wide and a feather of a hawk was bound bound around my neck a poultice made of fig the eager little vultures peck and a verse i read in jest in Matthew, spoke to me said there's a flame that moves like a low-down pest and says you will be free only tell me that i can tell me that i can i can love you again love you again love you again love you again love you again love you again love you again love you again love you again love you again love you again love you again love you again love you" |
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| Holopaw – Igloo Glass Lyrics | 19 years ago |
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ha, funny i'd return to this song.. isaac brock isn't a member of holopaw; he collaborated with john orth in ugly casanova. john orth's singing here. |
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| Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds – Green Eyes Lyrics | 19 years ago |
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not about tori amos. from q magazine, march 2005: "Interviewer: 'What about Tori Amos. You said the "twinkling cunt" line in Green Eyes [also on The Boatman's Call] was about her sewing sequins into her pubic hair. I bet she wasn't flattered by that.' Nick: 'That's simply not true. It keeps getting repeated in the press, but it's not true.' Interviewer: 'It's here in this music magazine from 1997. The journalist asks, "You have first-hand experience of this?' and you say, "Yes."' Nick: 'I lied. I start to lie when things get really tedious. Anyway, I met Tori in the lobby of a hotel once afterwards. She seemed a lovely girl. She didn't send any letters of complaint. I think even if it were true it's kind of flattering. I mean, how sweet. What a sweet thing to do...to sit there and sew sequins into your pubic hair.'" |
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| Enon – Shave Lyrics | 20 years ago |
| i believe it's 'stay in your room with expensive toys.' in any case, i'm quite fond of this song~ | |
| Modest Mouse – Workin' on Leavin' the Livin' Lyrics | 20 years ago |
| this song strikes me as expressing a very sad sense of longing.. like a desperately sad person trying to tell themselves over and over again that there's an end to sadness in death. in heaven, everything is fine. | |
| Modest Mouse – Tundra/Desert Lyrics | 20 years ago |
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my take on the background lyrics: every sick, fickle fucker childhood is what makes ya 'til they treat you like tundra weigh those opinions more like air than lead every planned occupation surefire disappointment up ahead 'til they treat you like desert see mirages of friendship, face turns red aw, shit (i don't feel and it feels fine save twenty dollars and i'll give you my supplies i don't mind) here's the soon to be anchor build bridges to nothing, you'll get nowhere (i don't feel and that feels fine i don't feel and that feels fine) every governor's mother knows that their bread is buttered by sam (crook takes crook takes green out of wallet) and what about science? they find proof and let you make your own decisions (~~~) every child star wonders if they have a future up ahead (king takes queen takes queen out clean it's alright, it's alright) every kind-hearted banker i don't think there is one (i took you out) every winning opinion i wish i had one (i took you out for a night on the town i took my wallet out ~~~) every winning opinion i, i wish i had one (you don't mind? well now that's just bullshit) stand on platforms in water filling jars full of silence, you'll get nowhere (you're balancing balls on your nose, alright i don't mind, i don't mind so sometimes you want your own space and that's alright, right? right) (get too creative ordering our drinks and mine stinks, mine stinks get too creative ordering our drinks and yours stinks, yours stinks, yours stinks we get too creative we get too creative) |
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| Holopaw – Igloo Glass Lyrics | 20 years ago |
| this is an absolutely lovely song. the melody's so happy and calming.. everything about 'igloo glass' is rather magical, as cheesy as that sounds. | |
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