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| Subject: ORBS Sat Mar 19, 2011 2:55 am | |
| Lyrics to The Northwestern Bearitories: a) We the Animal : 01-03-2010
Rated 0 rate down rate up Please don't run from us We are not to here to harm, they said. Please just have a seat We've been so lonely out here, they said. Please don't mind the claws What of your Bombs and guns, they said They said
Should we not be the ones in fear? Well, we're not casting judgment. No, we're not casting judgment
Once again, you sir, have assumed the worst Once again, you sir, have assumed the worst We, the animal community are not surprised Once again, you sir, have assumed the worst Once again, you sir, have assumed the worst
Guess I'll take a seat Did not mean to offend, that's what I said. It seem that thing have been misconstrued Is it possible that I came off rude? I've just been taught to fear what I don't understand. It seem that thing have been misconstrued Is it possible that I came off rude? I've just been taught to fear what I don't understand.
The Bears asked me to dinner They had me over, didn't have me for.
Once again, you sir, have assumed the worst Once again, you sir, have assumed the worst We, the animal community believe our eyes
Once again, your colors show ?Words are what? Your mouth is for
But, still you run in fear. Well, we're not casting judgment. No, we're not casting judgment.
Once again, you sir, have assumed the worst Once again, you sir, have assumed the worst
Once again, your colors show ?Words are what? Your mouth is for
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Posts : 77809 Join date : 2009-10-13 Age : 32 Location : On Highway 55, six feet under, where no one can find her.
| Subject: Re: ORBS Sat Mar 19, 2011 2:55 am | |
| Lyrics to The northwestern bearitories b) Kid Cancer : I can't be remembered as a great adventurer. Make a mark, or make a stain. But take it for what it is. Nothing gets to me like mediocrity.
Shedding(?) the stage to be on my way But there's a mean little bastard living inside of me An abscess, some kind of growth. My God, that sounds so gross.
They call me kid cancer, and now I know why Invite me to dinner, sing now I'm inside.
If I can't be a hero, I'll be a plague Charmed up you bears now, they're all dead, they're all dead
So make a mark, or make a stain, and take it for what it is. I'm made of goo, and needles, too. I'll take it all.
Shedding(?) the stage, I've been carried away Like a kid in a candy store, pockets full of razorblades Sticking gum in sister's hair, or in the back of my pants They call me kid cancer, I call myself me. For once it's a name, there's always one stage, the pages of history
If these fingers were knives, the things I'd believe Oh, you'll paint a desert with the things you will say. I'd bet these lips will get admired, with praise ? Like any great performer, wanting nothing but fame.
Shedding(?) the stage, but I got fucking outplayed! And the demon advanced with a hidden agenda: Me ??????, I guess it's been a while They call me kid cancer, the beast calls me son I haven't yet decided, it isn't sure, is this fun?
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Posts : 77809 Join date : 2009-10-13 Age : 32 Location : On Highway 55, six feet under, where no one can find her.
| Subject: Re: ORBS Sat Mar 19, 2011 2:55 am | |
| Lyrics to Something Beautiful : I turned that mans first born to sand In fact, that's how you have that castle That you dreamed of, that you wanted I am here to fix everything.
I took your toothy grin, and left a patch of skin. I took her batting lashes, changed them from blonde to ashes. I took the boy with the giant head, and I made his body smaller and his neck too thin. I took that tongue of that annoying neighbor child, yes, I split it down the middle, let it bleed there for a while.
You are so small, she said... You are so small.
Hey, while you were out there serving wine I was up here in the balcony, turning faces white, I said Hey, while you were out there kissing babies I was luring kids with lollypops, and now they're pushing daisies.
You are so small.
You will not be heard from for a long time You will not be found with your rightful hands or eyes When your mother finds you, you won't believe her cries Wish the child gone missing had been the child who died.
Hey, you, I can be a miracle man too Hey, you, I can change everything. Hey, you, I can be a miracle man too Hey, you, I can fix everyone.
I turned that mans trophy wife to brass He'd barely notice a difference. I taught him she served us no fucking purpose. I am here to fix everyone.
"Goddamn," you might say. "Quite the talent," I'd say.
Temper, temper. Patience, patience.
Don't change me into...
You will not be heard from for a long time I will be around because, fear will never die And if they should find you, it'd be a sight to see. A mass of flesh and muscle, a pile of pulp and teeth.
I am finally a kingdom. Make use of all the skills that you once told me I had Took a town of some brains, but mostly fat, and turned them to something beautiful.
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Posts : 77809 Join date : 2009-10-13 Age : 32 Location : On Highway 55, six feet under, where no one can find her.
| Subject: Re: ORBS Sat Mar 19, 2011 2:56 am | |
| Lyrics to Sayer of the law : Keep your tongue in your mouth Though I know you need to say ?? If your words get out They will surely destroy. Miss, are you spoken for? Because I'd like to speak at you Miss, are you spoken for?
What have you seen? Well, I try to pretend. Using only my stories And all lies of man ?? Keep you tongue in your mouth Though I know you need to say ?? But if your words get out They will surely destroy
Let's try this another time, ?? I wasn't thinking clearly. ??
I wandered off the path one day Great watcher turned, and I ran away. I lost myself amongst some trees Birds and lizards pay no mind to me. Sat atop the mushroom grove I drank the tea of forest folk I did not mind that I sat alone Until a Hoping toad approached
He spoke of things you'd not believe He whispered truths that tickled me I lost myself in fairytales But, truth be told, these tales were real The toad and I, we shared a smoke I lit my ears as for hours he spoke Bestowed his knowledge upon me The women he'd known, the places he'd seen
Everyone was tripping, the whole world was dancing And I thought, I thought... Maybe I was tripping, the animals were singing And I thought, I thought... I knew this song, I knew this song... I knew this song.
And it's finally making sense now.
I found a way to attain the lies of man ?? Make that a way... to destroy everything.
Keep your tongue in your mouth. Is that too much to ask of you?
I sat for hours as he spoke, Asked him why he came a toad. He said he'd always been this way He was not disguised, just for today.
In the forest, we're up 'til dawn. I licked his back and finally saw So many colors I'd never seen The here and now, the in between.
He's not how I thought he was But I like her much better as. It's not like I thought it was But I feel that I've been despised. It's not like I thought it was but I like it much better as. It's not like I thought it was but I feel that I've been despised.
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Posts : 77809 Join date : 2009-10-13 Age : 32 Location : On Highway 55, six feet under, where no one can find her.
| Subject: Re: ORBS Sat Mar 19, 2011 2:56 am | |
| Lyrics to People Will Read Again : Peter robbed the steaks a tounge for battle C say came to play? then ran for cover I dont know just arrived home Soup is on the table grilled cheese and cambells fuel the troops for fighting i burned my tounge but, show no sign of pain or fear
To much rain to fight today, ohhhhnooooo. Skinned up knees and grassy strains, ohhhhnooooo. but we got ground to stand today and we wont stay in doors.
Chupacabra on the wing now come back down sir Bently cleared his plate and then cleared Toto's put my faith in bare and ?? talk
you can hide but i smell it stinking wet fur, you don't seem to mind it. you can hide but they'll find you my team of black birds you can hide but they'll find you They'll see you tilt behind the bush
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Shallow Breathing
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and if we take this battle to the water you'll be stripped of skin by dancing otters do you feel that slim between your toes the screeching eels are singing, yayayayayayayayayaya They'll pull you down and poke your eyes, till we damn
To much rain to fight today, ohhhhnooooo Skinned up knees and grassy strains, ohhhhnooooo but we got ground to stand today and we wont stay in doors for anyone
Little lumps of earth under their nails Little pink round boys that smell like moss Escaping out the door before she could Protect their noses from the frost Little fingers on the trigger Little minds right on the cus On pointing guns at one another Tree trimmers starting at the trunk
I took the neighbors dogs we set our course for north My comrad took his ??? bastard bid, of course born on the blackest ?scout? he and i took the lead we pressed forward in the night
We were using hands as gun, They pulled their fingers back like they had bows. They grabbed their chest like they'd been shot, we chucked crabapple forth like they were bombs.
We were using hands as gun, They pulled their fingers back like they had bows. They grabbed their chest like they'd been shot, we chucked crabapple forth like they were bombs.
and through the neighbors lawns Over the miles of villages we tear up flowers melting satless in their filthy beds ?straps were mess of birds? my skin a swollen grey I patch his wounds up with my shirt and scrap the mud away
(we just arrived over the hill, ?????)
We point and shoot never ask why.
?tree fingers and trigger fingers alike? you both agree THIS IS A WAR! (THIS IS A WAR!)
I'll be the dirt solider caught up in the grey war
I'll be the dirt solider sent onto
To much rain to fight today, ohhhhnooooo Skinned up knees and grassy strains, ohhhhnooooo but we got ground to stand today and we wont stay in doors
To much rain to fight today, ohhhhnooooo Skinned up knees and grassy strains, ohhhhnooooo but we got ground to stand today and we wont stay in doors for anyone.
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Posts : 77809 Join date : 2009-10-13 Age : 32 Location : On Highway 55, six feet under, where no one can find her.
| Subject: Re: ORBS Sat Mar 19, 2011 2:56 am | |
| Lyrics to Megaloblastic Madness : she cant be well...shes got the look of pots left out. strange left over browns and greens seeping from her lids in streams oh no! this cant be right...shes been leaking from her pores all night. off white and yellow and in between like a kettle hot about to steam and i grow quite confused with out a map or drawn instructions whats a man to do? she is just a mess some thing you might find growing off of something you would never touch without some goggles and a mask dr shes not looking well.quite frankly sir she looks like hell i must confess, im no doctor and id like to wash my hands of this
entire mess
oh this virus! how cute it likes us! its sweet and it gets inside us! we move just like it wants us to we swell and stink and pulse and ooze
i bet this makes sense to the physicist to me its a whole lot of nonsense x's and y's and the whole lack there of me and mr science are about to square off and engage in an old fashioned bout of fisticuffs
if we must talk of science and human life,ill pose my queries say what i know and sir well both be up all night so: cant make sex with out a chemistry set if it has seven ears it might be inbred relations between man and beast are strictly forbidden! im only hearing from 5 ears but it seems to make sense cant make love if its not in proper time if it has 5 legs well then its not one of mine relations between mind and body just cause the eyes to strain trying to make sense of signs that point to lasting pain you cant fight biology
she tries to get up from her bed the sheets are sticking to her skin and we cant tell her that shes turning iinto something new ,an unclassified new breed of goo. she looks like hell and we want to help but will not touch. her closest friends they loose their lunch and we cant help her we cant help her now
oh this virus! how cute!it likes us! its sweet and it gets inside us! we move just like it wants us to.we swell and stink and pulse and ooze. makes sense to a physicist and to a biologist not to a comic book enthusiast makes sense to a scientist and to an alchemist not to a scientologist makes sense to a scientist but i get none of this im getting none of this...
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Posts : 77809 Join date : 2009-10-13 Age : 32 Location : On Highway 55, six feet under, where no one can find her.
| Subject: Re: ORBS Sat Mar 19, 2011 2:56 am | |
| Lyrics to Lost at Sea : This is not a test! This is not a test! You are really dying friend. Bet it feels like a panic attack but! This is not a test! This is not a test! It may be lucid and it may be wet. You're really dying. Can you feel it yet? Keep your hands inside the vehicle at all times. For if you don't I'm going to rip them right off. Not because I have to or because you're misbehaving. I just know how bad you need to get off ...Oh, and one other thing... I absolutely hate that sweater and your life is our reality T.V. You were put here to entertain, so get up and entertain me!
PANIC YOU SICK SON OF A BITCH! SQUIRM YOU LITTLE WEASEL CAUSE I'M PAYING FOR THIS AND I WANT MY 20 DOLLARS WORTH.
You're a sad and lonely character now aren't you boy? Adrift in the middle of a wet dream. Unwilling participant lost at sea. You think you had it bad... Well now it's worsening. spaghetti arms for oars! dropping anchor just to find some whores! Your bed a sad and lonely vessel, your sheets a mess of veins and kelp...
This is not a test. (It's really not you lonely simpleton) I salute your panic attack. One small step for man. I take it back. I salute your panic attack. One small step for man. No shame in that. I salute your panic attack. Pathetic jelly fish you spineless hack. I salute your spinal collapse. Are there any bones inside that back?
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Posts : 77809 Join date : 2009-10-13 Age : 32 Location : On Highway 55, six feet under, where no one can find her.
| Subject: Re: ORBS Sat Mar 19, 2011 2:56 am | |
| Lyrics to Eclipsical : She sleeps with the planets. I know because I've seen it. I sleep next to science, wishing it were her. We were once a product of conservative America She slept around, and left this town, went looking for her sign. She flirts with the moons, and lets them think they have her My cheeks are rosy-red, I try to make her laugh... but... When she was young, she saw a film Then packed her bags and marked a date The time has come, 2001, she's on her own space odyssey I'm no cosmonaut, oh, I... Tried to make her to a woman ??, What did you think But she's set herself free She's not equipped for black holes, and I just want her in my arms. I'm not equipped for long-term.
She's been here, I smell her, she's like the wind before the rain. Naked, she'd tell me only stars know what she's really thinking She's in the arms of Jupiter, get back, this moon's a trip for her The feeling's gone, she's swears, the stars have taken her from me. And I... Tried to make her to a woman ??, What did you think But she's set herself free She's not equipped for black holes, and I just want her in my arms. I'm not equipped for long term, and I just want...
I found my old sketches of flying facts, with brown paper wings, and fur. She slipped out the back door and left me, so I learned to fly. Years fly by, it's such a view. Skin dries up, eyes go, too.
Despite what they say, I should leave it alone. The milky way traveler, well, he's seen it all. I took long enough to find a love at the time The lonely star traveler could never go home...
I'm no cosmonaut.
And I don't know anymore... There's little mean bugs in my veins. Can I stick to you, my love? 'Cause I'll stick to anyone.
I'm in love with everyone... But timing's placed hums in my ears(??) I wake up stuck to someone I wake up in other years
Does anyone believe in time, and do you feel the years went fine? 'Cause I do. Does anyone believe in age, and do you see my skin rip up? 'Cause I do. Does anyone believe in love, 'cause I've been afraid to face with it, and I don't. Does anyone believe in God? And do you feel the force of hell? 'Cause I do. Maybe I've just done it all. It's really fucking hot in here.
So I sit in the streets of time and wait. And I try to convince myself that I am not to blame. She swims with, and sleeps every ??? she sees.
Such is life, and such is me.
I'm asleep all the God damn time. I can't believe any of this is real. It's inevitable, it's all in my head My mind is melting. Melting, stretching, tearing ?? ??????
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Posts : 77809 Join date : 2009-10-13 Age : 32 Location : On Highway 55, six feet under, where no one can find her.
| Subject: Re: ORBS Sat Mar 19, 2011 2:57 am | |
| Lyrics to A Man of Science : so calculated, the words that come. ah! but the glorious shine of a polished tongue. have you been up practicing all night long? your mouth forms chords and arpeggiates. it sounds so sweet but then nauseates. have you been up sweating this all night long? at the crack of dawn your up again to show the world just where you stand
you dressed in your good suit today. polished your shoes for such an occasion... pressed your shirt and slicked your hair straightened that tie now get out there!get out there!
the tile is burning through your rubber soles the sweat is beading and forming tiny pools youve been pacing and youre scaring the shit out of your kids theres white building up in the corners of your mouth the neighbor kids are laughing and pointing at your house your wifes ashamed. she's pulling all the blinds. you'd think you'd get the picture after time after time after time. your roof is slowly growing weak sagging stretching like your speech...
oh my science!
hes on the roof again! citing scripture and throwing up his hands
they said "i dont think hes coming down"
"does he think hes conducting some great orchestra? cause hes waving his hands and i cant help singing:
oh my science! hes on the roof again!citing scripture and throwing up his hands.dear science hes on the roof again!citing scripture and throwing up his hands."
hes not missing a beat hitting every note not discouraged by their laughter hes not missing a beat hitting every note not discouraged by sharp fingers you dressed in your good suit today polished your shoes oh what a waste pressed your shirt and slicked your hair and all you got were empty stares...
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