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Viagra Boys — "Up All Night" {2018}:

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I replaced my eyelids with a couple LEDs.
They don't need no power,
They don't need no batteries.
They run off a special mix
Of my brainwaves and amphetamine.

Yeah, I've been up all night
'Cause I've been building a machine, man.

I've been awake for nearly a week,
And I don't want to sleep
Until my eyes begin to bleed—
Been up all night . . .
I'm up all night . . .
 
Roky Erickson — "Please Judge" (1994)

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Please, judge— give freedom to this child.
It sure would make him smile.
All that may do my rhyme
Is deny that there is crime.
Please don't say:
"Send that boy away."

I've been watching him for days,
And most of the time he prays
That the crooked will go straight
To know before anyone has to him
Think of a pain again,
If you would allow me, I will say:

Please, judge— don't send that boy away.
In society, I wish you'd let him stay.
Please don't give him time.
Please don't him confine.
Please don't say:
"Send that boy away."
 


On bended knee is no way to be free
Lifting up an empty cup, I ask silently
That all my destinations will accept the one that's me
So I can breathe

Circles they grow and they swallow people whole
Half their lives they say goodnight to wives they'll never know
Got a mind full of questions and a teacher in my soul
And so it goes

Don't come closer or I'll have to go
Owning me like gravity are places that pull
If ever there was someone to keep me at home
It would be you

Everyone I come across in cages they bought
They think of me and my wandering but I'm never what they thought
Got my indignation but I'm pure in all my thoughts
I'm alive

Wind in my hair I feel part of everywhere
Underneath my being is a road that disappeared
Late at night I hear the trees they're singing with the dead
Overhead

Leave it to me as I find a way to be
Consider me a satellite forever orbiting
I knew all the rules but the rules did not know me
Guaranteed


Writer(s): Eddie Jerome Vedder
 


There's an open sky and an empty city
Where the rain falls every night
Upon precious flames we once found so pretty
Our frail and only light
Love is all that's left, and I'm emotionless

You won't read it in the papers
In this time, keep your hands clean, just read my mind
We're trapped between the nightmares
And I fear the future's here
It's 1985 (and it feels like, feels like survival)

Can you read my mind?

Oh, the emptiness overfills this city
So you'll be Queen tonight
As you overthrow, looking pale and pretty
I welcome your requite

They told us love can save
So we prepared our graves

You won't read it in the papers
In this time, keep your hands clean, just read my mind
We're trapped between the nightmares
And I fear the future's here
It's 1985 (and it feels like, feels like survival)
Can you read my mind?

Will you hold my hand as we count the hours, the hours?
Will you hold my hand as we count down the hours, the hours?
Standing beneath the meteor showers?

You won't read it in the papers
In this time, keep your hands clean, just read my mind
We're trapped between the nightmares
And I fear the future's here
It's 1985 (and it feels like, feels like survival)

Can you read my mind?


Songwriters: Adam A Carson / David Paden Marchand / Hunter Lawrence Burgan / Jade Errol Puget
 
AbbeyLee said:


On bended knee is no way to be free
Lifting up an empty cup, I ask silently
That all my destinations will accept the one that's me
So I can breathe

Circles they grow and they swallow people whole
Half their lives they say goodnight to wives they'll never know
Got a mind full of questions and a teacher in my soul
And so it goes

Don't come closer or I'll have to go
Owning me like gravity are places that pull
If ever there was someone to keep me at home
It would be you

Everyone I come across in cages they bought
They think of me and my wandering but I'm never what they thought
Got my indignation but I'm pure in all my thoughts
I'm alive

Wind in my hair I feel part of everywhere
Underneath my being is a road that disappeared
Late at night I hear the trees they're singing with the dead
Overhead

Leave it to me as I find a way to be
Consider me a satellite forever orbiting
I knew all the rules but the rules did not know me
Guaranteed


Writer(s): Eddie Jerome Vedder
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He really is one of my favourite humans <3
 
AbbeyLee said:
Same. I *always* listen to Eddie/PJ at the end of meth sessions when I'm really scattered and wired. He's got such a powerful positive, earthy vibe and his voice is like medicine that grounds me.
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Get some sleep child.
 
JTemperance said:
Roky Erickson — "Please Judge" (1994)

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Please, judge— give freedom to this child.
It sure would make him smile.
All that may do my rhyme
Is deny that there is crime.
Please don't say:
"Send that boy away."

I've been watching him for days,
And most of the time he prays
That the crooked will go straight
To know before anyone has to him
Think of a pain again,
If you would allow me, I will say:

Please, judge— don't send that boy away.
In society, I wish you'd let him stay.
Please don't give him time.
Please don't him confine.
Please don't say:
"Send that boy away."
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Pretty song
 
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