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Thursday, December 29, 2005

OnE WeeK: BaReNakEdLaDIEs


((Yay for bands that mention "anime" in their songs!!!))







It's been
one week since you looked at me
Cocked your head to the side and said "I'm angry"
Five days since you laughed at me saying"Get that together come back and see me"
Three days since the living room
I realized it's all my fault, but couldn't tell you
Yesterday you'd forgiven me
but it'll still be two days till I say I'm sorry

Hold it now and watch the hoodwink
As I make you stop, think
You'll think you're looking at Aquaman
I summon fish to the dish,
although I like the Chalet Swiss
I like the sushi 'cause it's never touched a frying pan
Hot like wasabe when I bust rhymes
Big like LeAnn Rimes
Because I'm all about value
Bert Kaempfert's got the mad hits
You try to match wits, you try to hold me but I bust through

Gonna make a break and take a fake
I'd like a stinkin achin shake
I like vanilla, it's the finest of the flavours
Gotta see the show, cause then you'll know
The vertigo is gonna grow
Cause it's so dangerous,you'll have to sign a waiver

How can I help it if I think you're funny when you're mad
Trying hard not to smile though I feel bad
I'm the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral
Can't understand what I mean?Well, you soon will
I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve
I have a history of taking off my shirt

It's been one week since you looked at me
Threw your arms in the airand said "You're crazy"
Five days since you tackled me
I've still got the rug burns on both my knees
It's been three days since the afternoon
You realized it's not my faultnot a moment too soon
Yesterday you'd forgiven me
And now I sit back and wait til you say you're sorry

Chickity China the Chinese chicken
You have a drumstick and your brain stops tickin'
Watchin' X-Files with no lights on
We're dans la maison
I hope the Smoking Man's in this one
Like Harrison Ford I'm getting frantic
Like Sting I'm tantric
Like Snickers, guaranteed to satisfy
Like Kurasawa I make mad films
'kay, I don't make films
But if I did they'd have a Samurai
Gonna get a set a' better clubs
Gonna find the kind with tiny nubs
Just so my irons aren't always flying off the back-swing

Gotta get in tune with Sailor Moon'Cause the cartoon has got the boom anime babes That make me think the wrong thing
How can I help it if I think you're funny when you're mad
Tryin' hard not to smile though I feel bad
I'm the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral
Can't understand what I mean?Well, you soon willI
have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve
I have a history of losing my shirt
It's been one week since you looked at me
Dropped your arms to your sides and said "I'm sorry"
Five days since I laughed at you and said
"You just did just what I thought you were gonna do"
Three days since the living room
We realized we're both to blame,but what could we do?
Yesterday you just smiled at meCause it'll still be two days till we say we're sorry
It'll still be two days till we say we're sorry
It'll still be two days till we say we're sorry
Birchmount Stadium, home of the Robbie

Wednesday, December 28, 2005

I wANt tO Be BurIEd iN yOUr BacKYarD: nightmare of you






((*sniffle* this is the most romantic song I have ever heard, you MUST listen to it. I love it so much. I made it a song for one of my rp characters. It's so sweet, please check it out. Don't be scared out of buying it from the lyrics, though. It's a really heartfelt song))



The streets are all violent
with murderous excitement
the hunter and the prey are dancing everyday
that waltzing jibberish
where intake becomes outlandish
i'm in a bad way every passing day
"so where do do we go from here" i'll say
you're a shinging star, you'd do great in LA
and i keep fixing every habit that i break

oh, megan, is this thing of ours still on?
for i haven't slept a wink since you've been gone
now i want to be buried in your backyard
and when the flowers grow, just know you're still in my heart.

a flash of dark interest steers us into a car crash
uniting our remains, a firey hurray
our hands touch unnoticed
pressed up against melting glass
and you're calling out my name as the air escapes.
"so where do do we go from here" i'll say
you're a shinging star, you'd do great in LA
and i keep fixing every habit that i break
oh, megan, is this thing of ours still on?
for i haven't slept a wink since you've been gone
now i want to be buried in your backyard
and when the flowers grow, just know you're still in my heart.

Tuesday, December 27, 2005

JuST lOOsE iT: EMIneM









(Ok-k)Guess who's back?(back back)Back again
(gain gain)Shady's back(back)
Tell a friend(friend)
Whaaaaaaaa
Now everyone report to the dance floorTo the dance floor, to the dance floor
Now everyone report to the dance floor Alright Stop!.....Pajama time

[Verse 1]Come here little kiddies, On my lap
Guess who's back with a brand new rap? And I don't mean rap as in a new case of child molestation accusation
(AH-AH-AH-AH-AH)No worries, papa's got a brand new bag of toys
What else could I possibly do to make noise?
I've touched on everything, but little boys
That's not a stab at Michael
That's just a metaphor, I'm just psycho
I go a little bit crazy sometimes
I get a little bit out of control with my rhymes
Good God, dip, do a little slideBend down, touch your toes and just glide
Up the center of the dance floor
Like TP for my bunghole
And it's cool if you let one go]
Nobody's gonna know, who'd hear it?Give a little "poot poot", it's OK! [
Fart Sound]Oops my cd just skippedAnd everyone just heard you let one rip[Chorus]Now I'm gonna make you dance
It's your chanceYeah boy shake that a$$
Oops I mean girl girl girl girl
Girl you know you're my world
Alright now lose it(AH-AH-AH-AH-AH)
Just lose it(AH-AH-AH-AH-AH)
Go crazy(AH-AH-AH-AH-AH)
Oh baby(AH-AH)
Oh baby, baby(AH-AH)

[Verse 2]It's Friday and it's my dayJust to party all the way to sunday
Maybe til monday, I dunno what dayEveryday's just a holiday
Crusin' on the freewayFeelin' kinda breezy
Got the top down, lettin' my hair blow
I dunno where I'm goin'All I know is when I get thereSomeone's gonna "touch my body"
Excuse me miss, I don't mean to sound like a jerk
But I'm feelin' just a little stressed out from work
Could you punch me in the stomach and pull my hair?
Spit on me, maybe gouge my eyes out? (Yeah)
Now, what's your name girl?What's your sign?
[Dr Dre] "Man, you must be up out your mind"
DRE! (AH-AH)
Beer-goggles blind!I'm just tryna unwind
now I'm[Chorus]Now I'm gonna make you dance
It's your chanceYeah boy shake that a$$
Oops I mean girl girl girl girl
Girl you know you're my world
Alright now lose it(AH-AH-AH-AH-AH)
Just lose it(AH-AH-AH-AH-AH)
Go crazy(AH-AH-AH-AH-AH)
Oh baby(AH-AH)
Oh baby, baby(AH-AH)

[Verse 3]It's Tuesday and I'm locked upI'm in jail and I don't know what happend
They say I was running butt nakedDown the street screaming(AH-AH-AH-AH-AH)
Well I'm sorry, I don't rememberAll I know is this much
I'm not guilty
They said, "Save it, boy we gotcha you on tapeyellin' at an old lady
'touch my body!'"

Now this is the part where the rap breaks down
It gets real intense, no one makes a sound
Everything looks like it's 8 Mile now
The beat comes back and everybody lose themselves
Snap back to reality
Look it's B.Rabbit!
Yo you signed me up to battle!?
I'm a grown man!
Tubba Tubba Tubba Tubba Tubba TubbieI don't have any lines to go right here
so, Tubba teletubbie!
Fella's (WHAT?!)
Fella's (WHAT?!)
Grab you left nut, make right one jealous
(what?)
Black girls
White girls
Skinny girls
Fat girls
Tall girls
Small girls
I'm callin' all girlsEveryone report to the dance floorIt's your chance for a little romance or
Butt squeezin' it's the season
Just go (AH-AH-AH-AH) It's so appeasin'
[Chorus]Now I'm gonna make you danceIt's your chance
Yeah boy shake that a$$
Oops I mean girl girl girl girl
Girl you know you're my world
Alright now lose it(AH-AH-AH-AH-AH)
Just lose it(AH-AH-AH-AH-AH)
Go crazy(AH-AH-AH-AH-AH)
Oh baby(AH-AH)Oh baby, baby
(AH-AH)[Outro]UmMmMmm touch my bodyUmMmMmm touch my bodyOoh boy just touch my bodyI mean girl just touch my body(body body)

Sunday, December 25, 2005

So LOnG aNd thANkS FoR aLL tHe FIsh: the hitchhiker's guide to the galexy


((sung by dolphins by the way, if you've never seen the movie))

So long and thanks for all the fish
So sad that it should come to this
We tried to warn you all but oh dear?

You may not share our intellect
Which might explain your disrespect
For all the natural wonders that
grow around you

So long, so long and thanks
for all the fish

The world's about to be destroyed
There's no point getting all annoyed
Lie back and let the planet dissolve

Despite those nets of tuna fleets
We thought that most of you were sweet
Especially tiny tots and your
pregnant women

So long, so long, so long, so long, so long
So long, so long, so long, so long, so long

So long, so long and thanks
for all the fish

(yeah)

So long and thanks for all the fish
So sad that it should come to this
We tried to warn you all but oh dear?

(oh dear)

Despite those nets of tuna fleets
We thought that most of you were sweet
Especially tiny tots and your
pregnant women

So long, so long, so long, so long, so long
So long, so long, so long, so long, so long

So long, so long and thanks
for all the fish

Tuesday, December 20, 2005

AUdiOsLAvE: doesn't remind me


I walk the streets of Japan till I get lost
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
With a graveyard tan n'carrying a cross
It doesn't remind me of anything
I like studying faces in a parking lot
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like driving backwards in the fog
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything

[Chorus]
The things that I've loved, things that I've lost
Things I've held sacred that I've dropped
I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget

I like gypsy moths and radio talk
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like gospel music and canned applause
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like colorful clothing in the sun
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like hammering nails, and speaking in tongues
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything

[Chorus]
The things that I've loved, things that I've lost
Things I've held sacred that I've dropped
I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need

Bend and shape me
I love the way you are
Slow and sweetly
Like never before
Calm and sleeping
We won't stir up the past
So descretely
We won't look back

[Chorus]
The things that I've loved, things that I've lost
Things I've held sacred that I've dropped
I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need

I like throwing my voice and breaking guitars
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like playing in the sand what's mine is ours
If it doesn't remind me of anything

Sunday, December 18, 2005

t.A.T.u: ClOWns


Can u see me now? Can u see me now? Can u see?

All this weeping in the air, I can tell were about to fall through floating forests in the air
Across the rolling open sea.
Now I kiss and run through air. Leave the past find nowhere,
Floating forests in the air clowns all around you.

Clowns are here to let u know where u let your senses go.
Clowns all around you its a cross i need to bear.
All this black and cruel is fair, this is an emergency
Don't you hide your eyes from me, open them and see me now.

Can u see me now? Can u see? Can u see me now?
Can u see? Can u see? Can u see?
Can u see? Can u see me now? Can u see?
Can u see? Can u see me now?
Can u see me now? Can u see clowns all around you.
Can u see? Can u see?
Can u see? Can u see me now?
Floating, floating, floating, floating.

See me here in the air not holding on to anywhere
But holding on so beware I have secrets I wont share.
See me here wishing you if I don't deny I do contemplate our wish away.
If I ask u not to stay, clowns are here to let u know where u let your senses go,
Clowns all around you it's a cross I need to bare.

All this black and cruel is fair,
This is an emergency don't you hide your eyes from me
Open them and see me now.

Can u see me now? Can u see me now? Can u see? Can u see? Can u see?

Saturday, December 17, 2005

FRANz FErDinAND: THE FALLEN



So they say you're trouble, boy
Just because you like to destroy
All the things that bring the idiots joy
Well, what's wrong with a little destruction?

And the Kunst won't talk to you
Because you kissed St Rollox Adieu
Because you robbed a supermarket or two
Well, who gives a damn about the prophets of Tesco?

Did I see you in a limousine
Flinging out the fish and the unleavened
Turn the rich into wine
Walk on the mean
For the fallen walk among us
Walk among us
Never judge us
Yeah we're all...

Up now and get 'em, boy
Up now and get 'em, boy
Drink to the devil and death at the doctors

Did I see you in a limousine
Flinging out the fish and the unleavened
Five thousand users fed today
As you feed us
Won't you lead us
To be blessed

So we stole and drank Champagne
On the seventh seal you said you never feel pain
"I never feel pain, won't you hit me again?"
"I need a bit of black and blue to be a rotation"

In my blood I feel the bubbles burst
There was a flash of fist, an eyebrow burst
You've a lazy laugh and a red white shirt
I fell to the floor fainting at the sight of blood

Did I see you in a limousine
Flinging out the fish and the unleavened
Turn the rich into wine
Walk on the mean
Be they Magdalene or virgin you've already been
You've already been and we've already seen
That the fallen are the virtuous among us
Walk among us
Never judge us to be blessed

So I'm sorry if I ever resisted
I never had a doubt you ever existed
I only have a problem when people insist on
Taking their hate and placing it on your name

Some say you're trouble, boy
Just because you like to destroy
You are the word, the word is 'destroy'
I break this bottle and think of you fondly
Did I see you in a limousine
Flinging out the fish and the unleavened
To the whore in a hostel
Or the scum of a scheme
Turn the rich into wine
Walk on the mean
It's not a jag in the arm
It's a nail in the beam
On this barren Earth
You scatter your seed
Be they Magdalene or virgin
You've already been
Yeah, you've already been
We've already seen
That the fallen are the virtuous among us
Walk among us
If you judge us
We're all damned

Friday, December 16, 2005

MORninG WooD: Nth DEGreE

((I hope you appreciate this, I had to go all over the net to find these lyrics))....((no, seriously, EVERYWHERE I had to look))


m-o m-o-r m-o-r-n-i-n-g
m-o m-o-r m-o-r-n-i-n-g
m-o m-o-r m-o-r-n-i-n-g
m-o m-o-r m-o-r-n-i-n-g-w-o-o-d

if you rock'n'roll
disco
everybody lets go
come on everybody
to the nth degree

the four of us
the royal we
he bangs the drum
she's vip
he's never done
got OCD
our love is
to the nth degree

oh-oh Here we go
turn up the radio
come on everybody
to the nth degree

if you rock'n'roll
disco
everybody lets go
come on everybody
to the nth degree

and I've got my family
and one big bed is all we need
with morningwood

oh-oh Here we go
turn up the radio
come on everybody
to the nth degree

if you rock'n'roll
disco
everybody lets go
come on everybody
to the nth degree

m-o m-o-r m-o-r-n-i-n-g-w-o-o-d
allright
m-o m-o-r m-o-r-n-i-n-g-w-o-o-d
a little louder
m-o m-o-r m-o-r-n-i-n-g-w-o-o-d
a little harder
m-o m-o-r m-o-r-n-i-n-g-w-o-o-d
let's go!

oh-oh here we go
turn up the radio
come on everybody
to the nth degree

if you rock'n'roll
disco
everybody lets go
come on everybody
to the nth degree

oh-oh here we go
turn up the radio
come on everybody
to the nth degree

if you rock'n'roll
disco
everybody lets go
come on everybody
to the nth degree

m-o m-o-r m-o-r-n-i-n-g-w-o-o-d
to the nth degree!

m-o m-o-r m-o-r-n-i-n-g-w-o-o-d
to the nth degree!

m-o m-o-r m-o-r-n-i-n-g-w-o-o-d
come on everybody

m-o m-o-r m-o-r-n-i-n-g-w-o-o-d
to the nth degree!

TWisteD TranSisTor: KOrN


hey you, hey you devils little sister.
listening to your twisted transistor
hold it between your legs turn it up turn it up.
your end is coming through,
cant get enough
a lonly life
where no one understands you but dont giveup
because the music do
Chorus
because the music do
and it is raging inside
you forever preaching you
to your screams are wispered hang on
you twisted transistor
hey you hey you finaly you get it
the world aint fair eat you if you let it

and theres no tears
for long your rest your rest vibrations
coming through your in a mess
a lonly life where no one understands you
but dont give up because the music do
Chorus music do music do music do music do music do music do music do music do hey you hey you , this wont hurt a bit
this wont hurt a bit this wont hurt
says who says who unless the tide this b**** unless the tide this b**** unless the tide just let me be between you and me
dont flinch
Chorus.

Thursday, December 15, 2005

FraNZ FERdinand: The dark of the matinee.


You take your white finger Slide the nail under the top and bottom buttons of my blazer
Relax the fraying wool, slacken ties And I'm
not to look at you in the shoe, but the eyes
Find the eyes
Find me and follow me through corridors
Refectories and files you must follow Leave
this academic factory
You will find me in the matinee, the dark of the matinee
It's better in the matinee The dark of the matinee is mine, yes it's mine
I time every journey to bump into you accidentally
I charm you and tell you of the boys I hate
All the girls I hate,
all the words I hate, the clothes I hate
How I'll never be anything I hate
You smile, mention something that you like
Oh, how you'd have a happy life if you did the things you like

Find me and follow me through corridors
Refectories and files you must follow Leave this academic factory
You will find me in the matinee, the dark of the matinee
It's better in the matinee The dark of the matinee is mine, yes it's mine
So I'm on BBC2 now, telling Terry Wogan how I made it
And what I made is unclear now But his deference is and his laughter is
My words and smile are so easy now Yes, it's easy now, yes, it's easy now
Find me and follow me through corridors
Refectories and files you must follow Leave
this academic factory
You will find me in the matinee, the dark of the matinee
Well, find me and follow me through corridors Refectories and files you must follow Leave this academic factory You will find me in the matinee, the dark of the matinee It's better in the matinee The dark of the matinee is mine, yes it's mine

A beggining statement.

My name is Socrates Volkova. This is not a blog.

I have a blog. it is The Angels of Rebellion. I thought that it would annoy my followers if I posted song lyrics on there so I created this blog so I could post all the lyrics I like. This slog (song blog) is not ment to be entertaining, my REAL blog is all the entertainment. This is just a slog.