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Heifer whines could be human cries
Closer comes the screaming knife
This beautiful creature must die
This beautiful creature must die
A death for no reason
And death for no reason is MURDER

And the flesh you so fancifully fry
Is not succulent, tasty or kind
It's death for no reason
And death for no reason is MURDER

And the calf that you carve with a smile
Is MURDER
And the turkey you festively slice
Is MURDER
Do you know how animals die ?


Kitchen aromas aren't very homely
It's not "comforting", cheery or kind
It's sizzling blood and the unholy stench
Of MURDER


It's not "natural", "normal" or kind
The flesh you so fancifully fry
The meat in your mouth
As you savour the flavour
Of MURDER


NO, NO, NO, IT'S MURDER
NO, NO, NO, IT'S MURDER
Oh ... and who hears when animals cry ?
 
These distances I have to go
Cause your illusion does this all alone
Your red lines are crossed, there's a mood for you
Just to know you believe in me
They've downed the bottles that clouds their eyes
I play consequence, I don't know who you are
Cause everything you say I've never seen
Want to know, you believe in me
Red lines here... red lines here.
 
"Oh the bitter winds are comin' in
And I'm already missin' the summer....
I've been told I was born to endure this kind of weather...

I'll be your Emmylou and I'll be your June
If you'll be my Gram and my Johnny too,
No, I'm not asking much of you
Just sing little darling, sing with me."

"And you said, "Don't give me nothing you don't want to lose"
I said, "Darling, I'll give you everything I got, if I want them to choose"

Then I got on a plane and flew far away from you
Though unwillingly I left and it was so, so hard to do

The streets here at home had rapidly filled up
With the whitest of snow
And they don't make no excuse for themselves
And there's no need, I know

Now I miss you more than I can take and I will surely break
And every morning that I wake... God, it's the same
There's nothing more to it, I just get through it
Oh, there's nothing more to it... I just get through it"

First Aid Kit, Emmylou / To a Poet
 
When I was younger, just a bad little kid,
My mama noticed funny things I did,
Like shootin' puppies with a B B gun
I'd poison guppies, and when I was done
I'd find a pussycat and bash in its head
That's when my mama said

She said, "My boy, I think someday
You'll find a way
To make your natural tendencies pay
You'll be a dentist
You have a talent for causin' things pain
Son, be a dentist
People will pay you to be inhumane
Your temperament's wrong for the priesthood
And teaching would suit you still less
Son, be a dentist
You'll be a success!

It's swell though they tell me I'm maladjusted
And though it may cause my patients distress,
Somewhere, somewhere in heaven above me
I know, I know, that my mama's proud of me
Oh, mama
'Cause I'm a dentist and a success!

-Steve Martin, Little Shop of Horrors, Dentist!
 
"Black and white boy
Black and white boy
You're so extreme
You're so confused

Color me in whatever mood I'm in
I could be still in touch with you
And you're full of the wonder of spring
It's all sweetness and lightness you bring
And a room full of people fall to your infinite charm
But when darkness should quickly descend
You go quietly, my miserable friend
To the depths of despair you will crawl
Black and white boy

Black and white boy
Black and white boy
You're so extreme
You're so confused
Color me in
Whatever mood I'm in
I could be still
In touch with you

When you shake off the shadows of night
And your eyes are so clear and so bright
You'll make fools of the liars and creeps
Put a rose in my cheeks
But when demons have climbed on your back
You are vicious and quick to attack
And you put on a wonderful show
Do you really, really think I don't know?
Black and white boy

And you run like a cat to the cream
And you're acting so nice it's obscene
You put on a wonderful show
Do you really, really think I don't know?
Black and white boy"

-Crowded House, Black & White Boy
 
Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery
None but ourselves can free our minds
Have no fear for atomic energy
'Cause none of them can stop the time
How long shall they kill our prophets
While we stand aside and look?
Some say it's just a part of it
We've got to fullfil the book

Won't you help to sing
These songs of freedom?

~ Bob Marley - Redemption Song
 
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Am in chains you’re in chains too I wear uniforms, you wear uniforms too
I'm a prisoner, you’re a prisoner too Mr Jailer

I have fears you have fear too I will die, you sef go die too
Life is beautiful don’t you think so too Mr Jailer

Am talking to you jailer Stop calling me a prisoner
Let he who is without sin be the first to cast the stone Mr Jailer

You suppress all my strategy
You oppress every part of me
What you don’t know, you’re a victim too Mr Jailer

You don’t care about my point of view
If I die another will work for you
So you threat me like a modern slave Mr Jailer

You don’t care about my point of view
If I die another will work for you
So you threat me like a modern slave Mr Jailer

If you walking in a market place
Don’t throw stones
Even if you do you just might hit
One of your own
Life is not about your policies
All the time
So you better rearrange your
Philosophies and be good to your fellow man jailer

I hear my baby say I wan be president
I wan chop money
From my government
What he don’t know
Be say Mr Jailer
 
"California, Gracefully"

Two sets of taillights burn dim and divide,
Stretch for miles making track marks across what veins fail to carry.
You should have taken my keys while my hands were shaking.
You could have kept the dead gone, entombed in the soil of arms.
Raise the breathing abrasion with a turn of the key.
Lost motor skills and a set cruise control.
Mangled insect screams through the puddles of drool.
Mainline the highway baby,
Tie off the concrete veins and set the radio to fm
Love songs clocked relapse defined by the rpm's of a static heart,
Reanimated by the rush of eyes and horizon.
Nothing warms like a road flare when caution sets.
Anodyne seeps like dashed yellow lines through the withdrawn rearview addict.
Drenched to the drawn teeth in seething foam.
If you want me dead, you should have called me home.
Rumble strip as pulse prevents retreating eyes, dilate and close.
I can feel the dry heaves moisten, I can feel the blood withdraw.
You are my failed twelve step program.
A red light could kick this habit, a needle full of the junkies fuel.
Drops of blood on her fingertips.
Your arms are a deprivation chamber.
Sterile to sixty in forever flat.
Dissolve into the coast like john wayne.
A hero and his heroine.
 
I love your body Cos I've lost my mind.
If you want someone to talk to; You're wasting your time.
If you want someone to share your life
then you need someone who's alive.
& ,
if every relationship is a two-way street,
I have been screwing in the back whilst you drive.
I never said I was deep
But I am profoundly shallow.
My lack of knowledge is vast
& my horizons are narrow.
I never said I was big
I never said I was clever.
& if you're waiting to find
what's going on in my mind
you could be waiting forever.
Forever & ever.
I can't dance you to the end of the night
Cos I'm afraid of the dark.

I have to confess: I'm out of my depth.
You're going over my head
& straight through my heart.

Some girls like to play it dirty.
Some girls want to be your Mum.
Me, I disrespected you
Whist we were waiting for the taxi to come.
My morality is shabby, my behaviour unacceptable.
No, I'm not looking for a relationship;
Just a willing receptacle.
I never said I was...
I never said I was...
I never said I was deep
But I am profoundly shallow.
My lack of knowledge is vast
& my horizons are narrow.
I never said I was big
I never said I was clever.
& if you're waiting to find
what's going on in my mind
you could be waiting forever. Forever & ever.
I never said I was deep.
 
Joe Cocker Mad Dog and Englishmen - Bird On The Wire

Like a bird on the wire,
like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free.
Like a worm on a hook,
like a knight from some old fashioned book
I have saved all my ribbons for thee.
If I, if I have been unkind,
I hope that you can just let it go by.
If I, if I have been untrue
I hope you know it was never to you.

Like a baby, stillborn,
like a beast with his horn
I have torn everyone who reached out for me.
But I swear by this song
and by all that I have done wrong
I will make it all up to thee.
I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch,
he said to me, "You must not ask for so much."
And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door,
she cried to me, "Hey, why not ask for more?"

Oh like a bird on the wire,
like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free.

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Even if we love
Doesn't mean that you have to be
Always there when you have to see
My own fear of me

Even if we care
Its hard to mean some things
After watching you
Go through
The news
 
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"Lifted"

Inside, inside your head you're wasting away.
Away right in front of my eyes,
You're scared, so weary and worn the fuck out.
The addictions made you so sick, so sick and filthy.
Poison!

Your burden is life.
It's made you weak and,
Shake in the knees.
Your burden is life.
It's made you weak and,
Shake in the knees.

Inside, inside your head you're wasting away.
Away right in front of my eyes,
So get lifted.
Dependant on this artificial feeling.
Poison!
 
On Mercury

I've got myself in a masochistic hold, why don't you let go
Shake it off but just to redirect my flow, come on let's go

Sit up straight, I'm on a double date
I've got to find my way into the light, heavy, middle weight
No we don't stop, or rock around the clock
Your motor mouthing off in front of every other road block

Come again and tell me what you're going through
Like a girl who only knew her child was due

Memories of everything of lemon trees on mercury and
Come to me with remedies from five or six of seven seas and
You always took me with a smile when I was down
Memories of everything that blew through

Looking up into a reverse vertigo, what an undertow
Give it up another stubborn Scorpio, come on let's go


Come again and tell me what you're going through
Like a girl who only knew her child was due
To the moon she gave another good review
Turn around and look at me, it's really, really you

Memories of everything of lemon trees on mercury and
Come to me with remedies from five or six of seven seas and
You always took me with a smile when I was down
Memories of everything that blew through
a smile when I was down
Memories of everything that blew through
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What happened then
And again
And then again
And again
Loved me black and blue
No more sorry

Flesh and bone
Not alone
You're not alone
Waiting by the telephone
Whatever you do
Don't call daddy
In my head
And everywhere
And everywhere
And everywhere
Fingerprints of you
Filthy daddy

Wash and mend
And wash and mend
Some kind of friend
Your septic heart and deadly hand
Loved me black and blue
No more sorry
 
Neither side is sacred
No one wants to win
Feeling so sedated
Think I'll just give in

Taking medication
Till my stomach's full
Neither side is sacred
Crawling in the hole

The grass is greener over here
You're the fog that keeps it clear
Re-inventing what we knew
Taken time is all but true
You're the reason I feel pain
Feels so good to feel again

Neither side is sacred
No one wants to win
Feeling so sedated
But I can't give in

Taking medication
Till my stomach's full
Feelin' so sedated
When I'm in my home

The grass is greener over here
You're the fog that keeps it clear
Re-inventing what we knew
Taken time is weird but true
You're the reason I feel pain
Feels so good to feel again

Neither side is sacred
No one wants to win
Feeling so sedated
We all just give in

Taking medication
Till my stomach's full
Feelin' so sedated
When I'm in my home

The grass is greener over here
You're the fog that keeps it clear
Re-inventing what we knew
Learn from history, all that’s true
You're the reason I feel pain
Feels so good to feel again
 
The video game says play me.
Face it, on the level, but it take you
every time on a one on one.
Feeling running down your spine
Nothing gonna save your one last dime cause it own you
Through and through

The databank know my number.
Says I gotta pay cause I made the grade last year.
Feel it when I turn the screw
Kick you 'round the world.
There ain't a thing that it can't do,
Do to you - Yeah!

CHORUS:
Who made who, who made you?
Who made who, ain't nobody told you?
Who made who, who made you?
If you made them and they made you
Who picked up the bill and who made who? - Yeah!
Who made who, who turned the screw?

Someone send me pictures.
Get it in the eye,
take it to the Y,
spinning like a dynamo.
Feel it going round and round
Running out of chips, you got no line in a nak-ed town
So don't look down, no

Who made who, who made you?
Who made who, ain't nobody told you?
Who made who, who made you?
If you made them and they made you

AC/DC Who Made Who
 
Something I wrote awhile back!

I see us just animals abundant and self destructive
everyday is basically redundant and unproductive
and dont trust our leaders cause there funded and corruptive
to make it you gotta be greedy if your not youre probably needy
cravin somethin meaty slidin my ebt actin all sneaky
im embarrassed but its typical I know i aint alone and that is critical
its raisin up my willtakill my thoughts becoming synical
settle down I better rip a bowl thats how i wrestle frowns your despicable
your buyin into lies with maryjane no one dies explain
why you feel your health would worsen because truth is youd prolly be a better person
Would my death be a tragedy or just a weight off all your shoulders
im doin the best I had in me must be hate causing these wars
there going door to doors hoping youll become a corpse aiding their dominance over the world
purgerers in power murderers they devour burglars who scour citizens we just cower
whos willing change up the system stand tough and raise your fists then.
And listen ill be wishin for the permission to light you christians with sufficient ammunitions
not literally demolitions but dictions causing frictions its like an addiction
ill give you a quick triple description of religion: fictitious, malicious, and superstitious.
A thought reminiscent of Bill hicks and Chris Hitchens
 
We took the twine we used to use
to tie up tight our tattered shoes
twisted twigs and crooked cross
a necklace for the deeply lost
builder with a broken brick
mother to the baby chicks
made this world to look so nice
I wonder what the next one's like?
yellow spider, yellow leaf
yellow spider, yellow leaf
yellow spider, yellow leaf
confirms my deepest held belief

A note we wrote the other day
to any mice who pass this day
on crumbed and sugared counter tops
we must insist your traffic stop

In their defense they don't refuse
nonetheless, we've come to you
snapping traps and poisoned beans
with far less diplomatic means
orange spider, (cough) orange leaf
orange spider, orange leaf
orange spider, orange leaf
confirms my deepest held belief

Everything I'd thought I'd learned
the ambition and delusion turned
into drawings on a loose leaf sheet
of figs and fruits I couldn't eat
what in her do I require
the face of gratified desire
and what in me does she require
that face of gratified desire
brownish spider
brownish leaf
confirms my deepest held belief...
no more spider no more leaf
no more me no more belief

 
The Weeknd just makes me want to take all the drugs and fuck endlessly.

The Weeknd: House of Balloons / Glass Table Girls
Been on another level
Since you came
No more pain
Look into my eyes
You can't recognize my face
You're up and now
You can stay
You can stay
But you belong to me
You belong to me

If it hurts to breathe
Open the window
Hold my mind
What's the read
What you came for?

This is a happy house
We're happy here
In a happy house
Oh this is fun

These are angel eyes
Nights ends so much quicker than the days did
Same pose, are you ready for your day shift
This place will burn you up
But baby its okay and my niggas don't start
And they working on the tramp
So get on me if you want
So don't pin it on me
I didn't call your home
So don't blame it on me girl
Cause you wanted to have fun

If it hurts to breathe
Open the window
Hold my mind
What's the read
What you came for?

This is a happy house
We're happy here
In a happy house
Oh this is fun
Fun for me

Bring the seven on seven now

Two puffs for the lady who be down for that
Whatever, together
Bring your whole stash of the greatest
Trade it, roll it, dark
Offer, dark, taste it
Now watch us chase it
With a handful of pills
No chasers
John Legend on some super-sized papers
And she bad in a head band
Sleeping fan is a wonderland
And its half-past six
Weed's nice cause time don't exist
But when the stars shine back to the crib
Superstar lines back at the crib
And we can test out the tables
Got some bad new tables
All glass and its four feet wide
But it's a must to get us ten feet high
She give me sex in a handbag
I got her wetter than a wet nap
And no closed doors
So I listen to her moans echo
"I heard he do drugs now"
You heard wrong I been on them for a minute
We just never act a fool
That's just how we fuckin' livin
And when we act a fool
Its probably cause we mixed it
Yeah I'm always on that okey dokey
Them white boys know the deal
Ain't no fuckin phony
Big O know the deal
He the one who showed me
Watch me ride this fuckin beat
Like he fuckin told me
Is that your girl, what's her fuckin story?
She cut her bag but she ride it like a fuckin pony
I cut down on her man
Be her fuckin story
Yeah I'm talking 'bout you man
Get to know me
Ain't no offense though
I promise you
If you a real man dude you gon' side the truth
But I'm a nice dude with some nice dreams
And we could turn this to a nightmare; Elm Street

La la la la la la la la
I'm so gone so gone
Bring out the glass tables
With the seven on seven now
 
Right now Bob Dylan lyrics of all sorts, Jimi Hendrix lyrics (Bold As Love is great), Jim Morrison wrote some cool shit too...
 
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