What are you listening to?
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SoulReaper
Titties 'n' Beer
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- Lord_Graf
John Coltrane - Cousin Mary
Teva
hai a/s/l plz?
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- Queen of Sunshine / QoS / Suiseiseki / Desudesudesu / Teva / Teva'ni
Bad Habits -- Maxwell
This is the highest cost,
Take you and make you off
Love you and leave you lost
Will you forgive me?
Asked out all over town
Drags you and keeps you down
Two times in a day around
Will you forgive me?
I swear that song drives me into an absolute frenzy. Total baby-making music. It's like the definition of it tbph. I'm glad that Maxwell made such a strong comeback but then again, I expect nothing else from him. Whew *fans self*.
This is the highest cost,
Take you and make you off
Love you and leave you lost
Will you forgive me?
Asked out all over town
Drags you and keeps you down
Two times in a day around
Will you forgive me?
I swear that song drives me into an absolute frenzy. Total baby-making music. It's like the definition of it tbph. I'm glad that Maxwell made such a strong comeback but then again, I expect nothing else from him. Whew *fans self*.
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Ⓐaron
Factiō Rēpūblicāna dēlenda est.
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- The Man, V
Not likely; Bang & Olufsen and "inferior" don't typically go in the same sentence. Though I probably could get a better preamp than I have at the moment, but cba.Your dad's record player is probably inferior too, just so you know. There's loads of other things to consider next to having a record player, including stuff like needle tension and other stuff I picked up randomly and am now using to pretend I know what I'm talking about,
Wolves in the Throne Room - I Will Lay Down My Bones Among the Rocks and Roots
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Joker
We have come to terms
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- Godot
One of my coworkers has decided that she's going to marry him, so she's going to try to seduce him at his show here in October
A Devil Among the Tailors - At the Drive-In
They say that thirteen is just a number
A double agent funded in the secret
Of the hive and the workers and their lives
All sweet and honeycombed
A hunger ravenous and funded
Incognito razor burns
Talcum powered fingerprints
All sweet and honeycombed
Stick your tongue on the north pole
Read the graffiti splattered on the convertible...
On a bit of a Cedric and Omar kick lately. It's all I listen to.
Teva
hai a/s/l plz?
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- Queen of Sunshine / QoS / Suiseiseki / Desudesudesu / Teva / Teva'ni
Animal Collective -- Peacebone
It's so obvious that ALL of the members of that band are high off of something when they walk into the studio to record their tracks. The result, folks?
Bonefish . . .
A Peacebone got found in the dinosaur wing
Well I've been jumpin in all over, (but my fuels) are slowly shrinking
It was a jugular vein in a juggler’s girl
It was supposedly leaking most interesting colors
Well half of my fingers
are dipped in the sand
You're progressin letters that you use to cook your broccoli
The other side of takeout is mildew on rice
It's so obvious that ALL of the members of that band are high off of something when they walk into the studio to record their tracks. The result, folks?
Bonefish . . .
A Peacebone got found in the dinosaur wing
Well I've been jumpin in all over, (but my fuels) are slowly shrinking
It was a jugular vein in a juggler’s girl
It was supposedly leaking most interesting colors
Well half of my fingers
are dipped in the sand
You're progressin letters that you use to cook your broccoli
The other side of takeout is mildew on rice
SoulReaper
Titties 'n' Beer
- AKA
- Lord_Graf
Manilla Road - Mystification
Teva
hai a/s/l plz?
- AKA
- Queen of Sunshine / QoS / Suiseiseki / Desudesudesu / Teva / Teva'ni
Stop the World -- Maxwell
Someone stop the world, yeah
Seems like the moment has come and I'm gonna get you girl
The shadows are forming across your parts the vision looks absurd
No one around to interrupt the feelings you stir babe
Imagine if it was, if this was you, if this was I
So perfectly designed to be here all night
Let the world rage outside, cause when I'm here with you
The world stops for me, the world stops for me
Yeah I'm going to be stuck on his songs for a while.
Someone stop the world, yeah
Seems like the moment has come and I'm gonna get you girl
The shadows are forming across your parts the vision looks absurd
No one around to interrupt the feelings you stir babe
Imagine if it was, if this was you, if this was I
So perfectly designed to be here all night
Let the world rage outside, cause when I'm here with you
The world stops for me, the world stops for me
Yeah I'm going to be stuck on his songs for a while.
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Sheva Alomar
I'm Alive and on Fire
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- Adri, Sir Integra, Fiona, Sango
Shpongle, best goa group ever.
SoulReaper
Titties 'n' Beer
- AKA
- Lord_Graf
Kansas - Carry On Wayward Son
Teva
hai a/s/l plz?
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- Queen of Sunshine / QoS / Suiseiseki / Desudesudesu / Teva / Teva'ni
These New Puritans -- Elvis
Awesome new wave band that has this infectious 80's sound. Lead singer has a narcissistic way about him. I see his face in every single video. I think he's in love with himself. But yeah hot song is hot.
Awesome new wave band that has this infectious 80's sound. Lead singer has a narcissistic way about him. I see his face in every single video. I think he's in love with himself. But yeah hot song is hot.
Teva
hai a/s/l plz?
- AKA
- Queen of Sunshine / QoS / Suiseiseki / Desudesudesu / Teva / Teva'ni
The Pot -- Tool
It's a ridiculously sexy song. Something about those guitar rifts and that slight ambiguous sound to Maynard's voice in this--it's infectious. There's that and the lyrics are like a direct challenge--I love the way he almost spits it out.
Who are you to wave your finger?
Ya' must have been out your head.
Eye hole deep in muddy waters.
You practically raised the dead.
Rob the grave, to snow the cradle.
Then burn the evidence down.
Soapbox, house of cards, and glass,
So don't go tossin' your stones around.
You must have been high.
You must have been high.
You must have been.
It's a ridiculously sexy song. Something about those guitar rifts and that slight ambiguous sound to Maynard's voice in this--it's infectious. There's that and the lyrics are like a direct challenge--I love the way he almost spits it out.
Who are you to wave your finger?
Ya' must have been out your head.
Eye hole deep in muddy waters.
You practically raised the dead.
Rob the grave, to snow the cradle.
Then burn the evidence down.
Soapbox, house of cards, and glass,
So don't go tossin' your stones around.
You must have been high.
You must have been high.
You must have been.
Ⓐaron
Factiō Rēpūblicāna dēlenda est.
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- The Man, V
Yet another song that applies more today when I made it in the first place. It's from the album I did with D.O.A.; it's called Full Metal Jackoff. It's dedicated to King George the Second, already crowned our next leader. Just like they do in China or the old Soviet Union, the message being, "He's got the money, he's got our backing, so why don't you just shut up, rent a video, and don't vote."
Around our nation's capital
There's a freeway eight lanes wide
White concrete ringed around the city
For those who want inside
Get on, get off
Ignore everything to the side
In your midst I drive
While homeboys in the back of the van make drugs
Wanna hide something like a crack lab?
Just put it in plain sight
Only stop to refuel and unload
More poison to tear more lives apart
Whole neighbourhoods goin' psycho
Gang wars like never before
Better lock your doors, buy some guns
And pray for martial law
On the Washington, D.C. Beltway
Around and around I go
In a black van with no windows
And a chimney puffing smoke
Bloody headlines in the news each day
Drug "crisis" everywhere
So much comes in so easily
It's as though someone wants it there
It would be a little obvious
To fence off all the slums
Hand out machine guns to the poor in the projects
And watch 'em kill each other off
A more subtle genocide's when the only hope for the young
Is to join the Army or slowly die
Wall Street or Crack Dealer Avenue
The last roads left in the American Dream
Wall Street or Crack Dealer Avenue
Wall Street or Crack Dealer Avenue
Only one road leads to this neighbourhood
Little kids wanna sell drugs when they grow up
The folks just might get a little upset
If they knew where that dope comes from
From Colombia to the Contras
To an airport in Mena, Arkansas
Guess who was governor then?
Clinton blocked investigations
But now that we own the media too
The stories just aren't run
On the Washington, D.C. Beltway
Around and around I go
In a black van with no windows
And a chimney puffing smoke
The same gang that ran smack in Vietnam
Ain't got no reason to fear
Just give George Bush a yuppie face
Bill and Al are here
That sure was easy, wasn't it?
That sure was easy, wasn't it?
More crack, more panic, more cops, more jails
You see emergency, total war
You see emergency, total war
You see a black face, you see a crackhead
You see a black face, you see a crackhead
You see a black face, you see Willie Horton with a knife
You see Willie Horton with a knife
You've seen one Willie Horton, you've seen 'em all
They're everywhere, I know
You asked for it - you've got it
Drug suspects have no rights at all
Property seized and sold before trial
Labour camps on American soil
Neo-Nazi bootboys
That the cops never seem to arrest
Prowl neighborhoods with baseball bats
Why do they get so much press?
Mein Kampf the miniseries
George Bush II, "patriotic" hero
The leader of tomorrow is yours today
Finally gotcha psyched for a police state
On the Washington, D.C. Beltway
Around and around I go
In a black van with no windows
And a chimney puffing smoke
My van's a mobile oven now
That burns the bodies you never see
Just like in Chile and Guatemala
People just seem to disappear
Just like Rome
We fell asleep when we got spoiled
Ignore human rights in the rest of the world
Ya might as well lose your own
As the noose of narco-militarism
Tightens 'round our necks
We worry about impeachment
And pee in jars at work to keep our jobs
But if someone came for you one night
And dragged you away
Do you really think your neighbours
Would even care?
Do you really think your neighbours
Would even care?
Embrace the W.T.O. (x12)
No, no W.T.O. (x9001)
Around our nation's capital
There's a freeway eight lanes wide
White concrete ringed around the city
For those who want inside
Get on, get off
Ignore everything to the side
In your midst I drive
While homeboys in the back of the van make drugs
Wanna hide something like a crack lab?
Just put it in plain sight
Only stop to refuel and unload
More poison to tear more lives apart
Whole neighbourhoods goin' psycho
Gang wars like never before
Better lock your doors, buy some guns
And pray for martial law
On the Washington, D.C. Beltway
Around and around I go
In a black van with no windows
And a chimney puffing smoke
Bloody headlines in the news each day
Drug "crisis" everywhere
So much comes in so easily
It's as though someone wants it there
It would be a little obvious
To fence off all the slums
Hand out machine guns to the poor in the projects
And watch 'em kill each other off
A more subtle genocide's when the only hope for the young
Is to join the Army or slowly die
Wall Street or Crack Dealer Avenue
The last roads left in the American Dream
Wall Street or Crack Dealer Avenue
Wall Street or Crack Dealer Avenue
Only one road leads to this neighbourhood
Little kids wanna sell drugs when they grow up
The folks just might get a little upset
If they knew where that dope comes from
From Colombia to the Contras
To an airport in Mena, Arkansas
Guess who was governor then?
Clinton blocked investigations
But now that we own the media too
The stories just aren't run
On the Washington, D.C. Beltway
Around and around I go
In a black van with no windows
And a chimney puffing smoke
The same gang that ran smack in Vietnam
Ain't got no reason to fear
Just give George Bush a yuppie face
Bill and Al are here
That sure was easy, wasn't it?
That sure was easy, wasn't it?
More crack, more panic, more cops, more jails
You see emergency, total war
You see emergency, total war
You see a black face, you see a crackhead
You see a black face, you see a crackhead
You see a black face, you see Willie Horton with a knife
You see Willie Horton with a knife
You've seen one Willie Horton, you've seen 'em all
They're everywhere, I know
You asked for it - you've got it
Drug suspects have no rights at all
Property seized and sold before trial
Labour camps on American soil
Neo-Nazi bootboys
That the cops never seem to arrest
Prowl neighborhoods with baseball bats
Why do they get so much press?
Mein Kampf the miniseries
George Bush II, "patriotic" hero
The leader of tomorrow is yours today
Finally gotcha psyched for a police state
On the Washington, D.C. Beltway
Around and around I go
In a black van with no windows
And a chimney puffing smoke
My van's a mobile oven now
That burns the bodies you never see
Just like in Chile and Guatemala
People just seem to disappear
Just like Rome
We fell asleep when we got spoiled
Ignore human rights in the rest of the world
Ya might as well lose your own
As the noose of narco-militarism
Tightens 'round our necks
We worry about impeachment
And pee in jars at work to keep our jobs
But if someone came for you one night
And dragged you away
Do you really think your neighbours
Would even care?
Do you really think your neighbours
Would even care?
Embrace the W.T.O. (x12)
No, no W.T.O. (x9001)
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Teva
hai a/s/l plz?
- AKA
- Queen of Sunshine / QoS / Suiseiseki / Desudesudesu / Teva / Teva'ni
Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This) -- Eurythmics
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused
I wanna use you and abuse you
I wanna know what's inside you
(Whispering) Hold your head up, movin' on
Keep your head up, movin' on
Hold your head up, movin' on
Keep your head up, movin' on
Hold your head up, movin' on
Keep your head up, movin' on
Movin' on!
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused
I'm gonna use you and abuse you
I'm gonna know what's inside
Gonna use you and abuse you
I'm gonna know what's inside you
I was in a New Wave-ish mood all of a sudden.
Also Jello Biafra with D.O.A. Nice.
I know him more from his work with the Dead Kennedys though.
But yeah awesome nonetheless.
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused
I wanna use you and abuse you
I wanna know what's inside you
(Whispering) Hold your head up, movin' on
Keep your head up, movin' on
Hold your head up, movin' on
Keep your head up, movin' on
Hold your head up, movin' on
Keep your head up, movin' on
Movin' on!
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused
I'm gonna use you and abuse you
I'm gonna know what's inside
Gonna use you and abuse you
I'm gonna know what's inside you
I was in a New Wave-ish mood all of a sudden.
Also Jello Biafra with D.O.A. Nice.
I know him more from his work with the Dead Kennedys though.
But yeah awesome nonetheless.
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Celes Chere
Banned
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- Noctis
Therapy- India Arie.
Teva
hai a/s/l plz?
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- Queen of Sunshine / QoS / Suiseiseki / Desudesudesu / Teva / Teva'ni
Lol, nope hon. It's so obvious that she says, "Sweet dreams are made of these . . ."
God clean your ears out, babe. J/k I <3 yoooou.
Oh yeah and you're going to be like that then. Well I'm listening to this:
Who Can It Be Now -- Men At Work
