Tuesday, September 25, 2007

"Ain't Even Done With The Night" by John Cougar Mellencamp

Well, our hearts beat like thunder
I don't know why they don't explode
You got your hands in my back pockets
And Sam Cooke's singin' on the radio
You say that I'm the boy
Who can make it all come true
Well, I'm tellin' ya that I don't know
If I know what to do

You say that's all right, hold tight
Well, I don't even know
If I'm doin' this right
Well, all right, hold tight
We can stay out all day
We can run around all night
Well, all night, all night
Well, it's time to go home
And I ain't even done with the night

Well, I don't know
No good come-ons
And I don't know no cool lines
I feel the heat of your frustration
I know it's burnin' you up deep down inside
You say that I'm the boy
Who can make it all come true
Well, I'm tellin' ya that I don't know
If I know what to do

You say that's all right, hold tight
Well, I don't even know
If I'm doin' this right
Well, all right, hold tight
We can stay out all day
We can run around all night
Well, all night, all night
Well, it's time to go home
And I ain't even done with the night

Ain't even done with the night
Hold tight
Well, I don't even know
If I'm doin' this right
Well, all right, hold tight
We can stay out all day
We can run around all night
Well, all night, all night
Well, it's time to go home
And I ain't even done with the night

No, I ain't even done with the night
No, no, ain't even done with the night
No, I ain't even done with the night
No, no, ain't even
Ain't even done with the night
No, no, ain't even done with the night
No, I ain't even done with the night

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Thursday, September 20, 2007

"Bitch" by Meredith Brooks

What woman doesn't love this song? And I can't believe I haven't already posted it:

I hate the world today
You're so good to me I know
But I can't change
Tried to tell you
But you look at me like maybe
I'm an angel underneath
Innocent and sweet

Yesterday I cried
Must have been relieved to see
The softer side
I can understand how you'd be so confused
I don't envy you
I'm a little bit of everything
All rolled into one

I'm a bitch, I'm a lover
I'm a child, I'm a mother
I'm a sinner, I'm a saint
I do not feel ashamed
I'm your hell, I'm your dream
I'm nothing in between
You know you wouldn't want it any other way

So take me as I am
This may mean
You'll have to be a stronger man
Rest assured that
When I start to make you nervous
And I'm going to extremes
Tomorrow I will change
And today won't mean a thing

I'm a bitch, I'm a lover
I'm a child, I'm a mother
I'm a sinner, I'm a saint
I do not feel ashamed
I'm your hell, I'm your dream
I'm nothing in between
You know you wouldn't want it any other way

Just when you think you got me figured out
The season's already changing
I think it's cool
You do what you do
And don't try to save me

I'm a bitch, I'm a lover
I'm a child, I'm a mother
I'm a sinner, I'm a saint
I do not feel ashamed
I'm your hell, I'm your dream
I'm nothing in between
You know you wouldn't want it any other way

I'm a bitch, I'm a tease
I'm a goddess on my knees
When you hurt, when you suffer
I'm your angel undercover
I've been numb, I'm revived
Can't say I'm not alive
You know I wouldn't want it any other way

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"Paralyzer" by Finger Eleven

I love this song:

I hold on so nervously
To me and my drink
I wish it was cooling me
But so far has not been good
It’s been shitty
And I feel awkward, as I should
This club has got to be
The most pretentious thing
Since I thought you and me
Well I am imagining
A dark lit place
Or your place or my place

Well I’m not paralyzed
But I seem to be struck by you
I want to make you move
Because you’re standing still
If your body matches
What your eyes can do
You’ll probably move right through
Me on my way to you

I hold out for one more drink
Before I think
I’m looking too desperately
But so far has not been fun
I should just stay home
If one thing really means one
This club will hopefully
Be closed in three weeks
That would be cool with me
Well I’m still imagining
A dark lit place
Or your place or my place

Well I’m not paralyzed
But I seem to be struck by you
I want to make you move
Because you’re standing still
If your body matches
What your eyes can do
You’ll probably move right through
Me on my way to you

Well I’m not paralyzed
But I seem to be struck by you
I want to make you move
Because you’re standing still
If your body matches
What your eyes can do
You’ll probably move right through
Me on my way to you

Well I’m not paralyzed
But I seem to be struck by you
I want to make you move
Because you’re standing still
If your body matches
What your eyes can do
You’ll probably move right through
Me on my way to you

You’ll probably move right through
Me on my way to you

You’ll probably move right through
Me on my way to you

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Wednesday, September 19, 2007

"Who Loves You?" by Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons

Heard this song on the radio this morning and was reminded how much I like it:

Who loves you pretty baby,
Who's gonna help you through the night?

Who loves you pretty mama,
Who's always there to make it right?

Who loves you pretty baby,
Who's gonna help you through the night?

Who loves you pretty mama,
Who's always there to make it right?

Who loves you,
Who loves you pretty baby?
Who's gonna love you mama?
Who loves you pretty baby?

When tears are in your eyes,
And you can't find the way.

It's hard to make believe,
You're happy when you're gray.

Baby when you're feelin' like
You'll never see the mornin' light.

Come to me,
Baby, you'll see.

Who loves you pretty baby,
Who's gonna help you through the night?

Who loves you pretty mama,
Who's always there to make it?

Who loves you,
Who loves you pretty baby?
Who's gonna love you mama?

Who loves you,
Who loves you pretty baby?

And when you think
The whole wide world has passed you by.

You keep on tryin',
But you really don't know why.

Baby when you need a smile
To help the shadows drift away.

Come to me,
Baby, you'll see.

Who loves you pretty baby,
Who's gonna help you through the night?

Who loves you pretty mama,
Who's always there to make it?

Who loves you,
Who's gonna love you, love you?
Who's gonna love you?

Who loves you,
Who's gonna love you, love you?
Who's gonna love you?

Baby,
Baby,
Doot-doo-doot...

[one of the funkiest and coolest bridges in any song ever]

Come to me,
Baby, you'll see.

Who loves you pretty baby,
Who's gonna help you through the night?

Who loves you pretty mama,
Who's always there to make it?

Who loves you,
Who's gonna love you, love you?
Who's gonna love you?

Who loves you,
Who's gonna love you, love you?
Who's gonna love you?


Listen to the song (no video).

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Tuesday, September 18, 2007

"Secret Garden" by Bruce Springsteen

It's not really a million miles away:

She'll let you in her house
If you come knockin' late at night
She'll let you in her mouth
If the words you say are right
If you pay the price
She'll let you deep inside
But there's a secret garden she hides

She'll let you in her car
To go drivin' round
She'll let you into the parts of herself
That'll bring you down
She'll let you in her heart
If you got a hammer and a vise
But into her secret garden, don't think twice

You've gone a million miles
How far'd you get
To that place where you can't remember
And you can't forget

She'll lead you down a path
There'll be tenderness in the air
She'll let you come just far enough
So you know she's really there
She'll look at you and smile
And her eyes will say
She's got a secret garden
Where everything you want
Where everything you need
Will always stay
A million miles away


originally posted 5-4-05

"Winning" by Santana

This is an uplifting song:

One day I was on the ground
When I needed a hand
And it couldn't be found
I was so far down
That I couldn't get up
You know and
One day I was one of life's losers
Even my friends were my accusers
And in my head
Lost before I'd begun

I had a dream
But it turned to dust
What I thought was love
That must have been lust
I was living in style
When the walls fell in
When I played my hand
I looked like a joker
Turned around
Fate must have woke her
'Cause lady luck she was
Waiting outside the door

I'm winning
I'm winning
I'm winning
And I don't intend on losing again

Too bad it belonged to me
It was the wrong time
And not meant to be
It took a long time
And I knew for now
I can see the day
That I breath for
If it's agree there's a need
To play the game
And to win again

I'm winning
I'm winning
I'm winning
And I don't intend on losing again

I had a dream
But it turned to dust
What I thought was love
That must have been lust
I was living in style
When the walls fell in
When I played my hand
I looked like a joker
Turned around
Fate must have woke her
'Cause lady luck she was
Waiting outside the door

I'm winning
I'm winning
I'm winning
And I don't intend on losing again

"Pink Cadillac" by Bruce Springsteen

Red Corvettes are good too:

Well, you may think I'm foolish
For the foolish things I do
You may wonder how come I love you
When you get on my nerves like you do
Well, baby you know you bug me
There ain't no secret 'bout that
Well come on over here and hug me
Baby I'll spill the facts
Well, honey, it ain't your money
'Cause baby I got plenty of that
I love you for your pink Cadillac
Crushed velvet seats
Riding in the back
Oozing down the street
Waving to the girls
Feeling out of sight
Spending all my money
On a Saturday night
Honey, I just wonder what you do there in back
Of your pink Cadillac
Pink Cadillac

Well now, way back in the Bible
Temptations always come along
There's always somebody tempting
Somebody into doing something they know is wrong
Well, they tempt you, man, with silver
And they tempt you, sir, with gold
And they tempt you with the pleasures
That the flesh does surely hold
They say Eve tempted Adam with an apple
But man, I ain't going for that
I know it was her pink Cadillac
Crushed velvet seats
Riding in the back
Oozing down the street
Waving to the girls
Feeling out of sight
Spending all my money
On a Saturday night
Honey, I just wonder what it feels like in the back
Of your pink Cadillac
Pink Cadillac

Now, some folks say it's too big
And uses too much gas
Some folks say it's too old
And that it goes too fast
But my love is bigger than a Honda
Yeah, it's bigger than a Subaru
Hey man there's only one thing
And one car that will do
Anyway we don't have to drive it
Honey, we can park it out in back
And have a party in your pink Cadillac
Crushed velvet seats
Riding in the back
Oozing down the street
Waving to the girls
Feeling out of sight
Spending all my money
On a Saturday night
Honey, I just wonder what you do in the back
Of your pink Cadillac
Pink Cadillac

Pink Cadillac...

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Friday, September 14, 2007

"Crossroads" by Robert Johnson

Originally posted on 7-08-05:

I went down to the crossroads,
Fell down on my knees.
I went down to the crossroads,
Fell down on my knees.
Asked the Lord above for mercy,
"Save me if you please."

I went down to the crossroads,
Tried to flag a ride.
I went down to the crossroads,
Tried to flag a ride.
Nobody seemed to know me,
Everybody passed me by.

I'm going down to Rosedale,
Take my rider by my side.
I'm going down to Rosedale,
Take my rider by my side.
You can still barrelhouse, baby,
On the riverside.

You can run, you can run,
Tell my friend-boy Willie Brown.
You can run, you can run,
Tell my friend-boy Willie Brown.
And I'm standing at the crossroads,
Believe I'm sinking down.

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Wednesday, September 12, 2007

"No One Knows" by Queens of the Stone Age

We get some rules to follow
That and this
These and those
No one knows

We get these pills to swallow
How they stick
In your throat
Taste like gold

Oh, what you do to me
No one knows

And I realize you're mine
Indeed a fool am I
And I realize you're mine
Indeed a fool am I
Ahh

I journey through the desert
Of the mind
With no hope
I follow

I drift along the ocean
Dead lifeboats
in the sun
they come undone

Pleasantly caving in
I come undone

And I realize you're mine
Indeed a fool am I
And I realize you're mine
Indeed a fool am I
Ahhh

Heaven smiles above me
What a gift
Here below
But no one knows

The Gift that you give to me
No one knows

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"Stupify" by Disturbed

Same shit, different day:

Yeah, bringing you another disturbing creation
from the mind of one sick animal who can't tell the difference
and gets stupified

I've been waiting my whole life for just one fuck
And all I needed was just one fuck
How can you say that you don't give a fuck
I find myself stupified, coming back again
All I wanted was just one fuck
One tiny little innocent fuck
And when I feel like I'm shit out of luck
I find myself stupified, coming back again

Why do you like playing around with
My narrow scope of reality
I can feel it all start slipping
I think I'm breaking down

Why do you like playing around with
My narrow scope of reality
I can feel it all start slipping away

See but I don't get it
Don't you think maybe we could put it on credit
Don't you think it can take control when I don't let it
I get stupified
It's all the same you say
Live with it
But I don't get it
Don't you think maybe we could put it on credit
Don't you think it can take control when I don't let it
I get stupified
I get stupified

All the people in the left wing rock
And all the people in the right wing rock
And all the people in the underground rock
I find myself stupified, coming back again
All the people in the high rise rock
And all the people in the projects rock
And all la hente in the barrio rock
I find myself stupified, coming back again

Why do you like playing around with
My narrow scope of reality
I can feel it all start slipping
I think I'm breaking down

Why do you like playing around with
My narrow scope of reality
I can feel it all start slipping away

See but I don't get it
Don't you think maybe we could put it on credit
Don't you think it can take control when I don't let it
I get stupified
It's all the same you say
Live with it

But I don't get it
Don't you think maybe we could put it on credit
Don't you think it can take control when I don't let it
I get stupified
I get stupified

[In Hebrew, English translation: "scared" or "afraid"]
Mefached
Mefached

And don't deny me
No baby now, don't deny me
And darlin' don't be afraid...

But I don't get it
Don't you think maybe we could put it on credit
Don't you think it can take control when I don't let it
I get stupified

Look in my face, stare in my soul
I begin to stupify. Ah! [x4]
Look in my face, stare in my soul [x4]
Look in my face! [x3]
I begin to stupify! Ah!



Originally posted 5-01-05

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Sunday, September 09, 2007

"The Sweet Escape" by Gwen Stephani

Woohoo, yeehoo
Woohoo, yeehoo
Woohoo, yeehoo
Woohoo, yeehoo


If I could escape
I would, but first of all let me say
I must apologize for acting skank and treating you this way

Cause I've been acting like sour milk fell on the floor
It's your fault, you didn't shut the refrigerator
Maybe that's the reason I've been acting so cold

If I could escape, escape.
And re-create a place in my own world, own world
And I could be your favorite girl
Forever, perfectly together
Now tell me boy, wouldn't that be sweet? Sweet escape

If I could be sweet
I know I've been a real bad girl
I didn't mean for you to get hurt
(Whatsoever) we can make it better
Tell me boy, now wouldn't that be sweet?

Sweet escape sweet escape

Woohoo, yeehoo
Woohoo, yeehoo
Woohoo, yeehoo
Woohoo, yeehoo
Woohoo, yeehoo

You left me down
I'm at my lowest boiling point, come help me out
I need to get me outta this joint, come on let's bounce
counting on you to turn me around, instead of clowning around
let's look for some common ground
So baby, time's been getting a little crazy
I've been getting a little lazy
Waiting for you to come and save me
I can see that you're angry, by the way that you treat me
Hopefully you don't leave me, wanna take you with me

If I could escape escape
And re-create a place in my own world
And I could be your favorite girl
Forever, perfectly together
Now tell me boy, wouldn't that be sweet?
If I could be sweet (sweet)
I know I've been a real bad girl
I didn't mean for you to get hurt
(Whatsoever) we can make it better
Tell me boy, now wouldn't that be sweet?

(Sweet escape, sweet escape)

Woohoo, yeehoo
Woohoo,(If I could escape) yeehoo
Woohoo,(If I could escape) yeehoo
Woohoo, yeehoo

Cause I've been acting like sour milk fell on the floor
It's your fault, you didn't shut the refrigerator
Maybe that's the reason I've been acting so cold

If I could escape
And re-create a place in my own world
And I could be your favorite girl
Forever, perfectly together
Now tell me boy, wouldn't that be sweet?
If I could be sweet
I know I've been a real bad girl
I didn't mean for you to get hurt
Whatsoever, we can make it better
Tell me boy, now wouldn't that be sweet?

Woohoo, yeehoo
Woohoo, yeehoo
Woohoo, yeehoo
Woohoo, yeehoo
Woohoo, yeehoo...

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Tuesday, September 04, 2007

"Freak On A Leash" by Korn

Something takes a part of me.
Something lost and never seen.
Everytime I start to believe,
Something's raped and taken from me... from me.
Life's got to always be messing with me. (You wanna see the light)
Can't they chill and let me be free? (So do I)
Can't I take away all this pain? (You wanna see the light)
I try to every night, all in vain... in vain.

Sometimes I cannot take this place.
Sometimes it's my life I can't taste.
Sometimes I cannot feel my face.
You'll never see me fall from grace.
Something takes a part of me.
You and I were meant to be.
A cheap fuck for me to lay.
Something takes a part of me.

Feeling like a freak on a leash. (You wanna see the light)
Feeling like I have no release. (So do I)
How many times have I felt diseased? (You wanna see the light)
Nothing in my life is free... is free.

Sometimes I cannot take this place.
Sometimes it's my life I can't taste.
Sometimes I cannot feel my face.
You'll never see me fall from grace.
Something takes a part of me.
You and I were meant to be.
A cheap fuck for me to lay.
Something takes a part of me.

Boom na da mmm dum na ema
Da boom na da mmm dum na ema

GO!
So...fight! something on the... dum na ema
Fight...some things they fight
So...something on the... dum na ema
Fight...some things they fight
Fight...something of the... dum na ema
No...some things they fight
Fight...something of the... dum na ema
Fight...some things they fight

Something takes a part of me.
You and I were meant to be.
A cheap fuck for me to lay.
Something takes a part of me.

Part of me...
Oh...



FreakOnALeash Posted by Hello
Originally posted 5-01-05

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