| Dinosaur Jr. – Quicksand Lyrics | 17 years ago |
| oh my god! UMA'S EYES!!!!! | |
| Dinosaur Jr. – Tarpit Lyrics | 17 years ago |
| Oh, jesus, penelopetree, that would make so much sense. See, when i would listen to it, I didn't know what the fuck he was talking about. But when I read it and I see things like "let the shelter swell inside", "hash it out now and watch her squirm", and the whole thing about "down there screaming" and then saying it's not fair (i guess that he didn't have a girlfriend or some shit). Damn that's funny. Fuckin pillow fucking j mascis. | |
| Charles Mingus – Track A - Solo Dancer Lyrics | 17 years ago |
| This song to me opitimizes lonlieness. I hear it, and I can't help but see a person dancing alone in their dingy aprtment, slowly moving about. Diffrent instruments signifying diffrent things. just fascinating stuff. | |
| Minutemen – Cut Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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no fucking idea. crystal meth? having a guy named "ice machine" cut you open, stabing you with scissors, untill your skin tenses, breaks, cuts, etc.? all guesses on my part. apparently Mike Watt wrote them. it seems his style, at least. |
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| Sebadoh – Black-Haired Girl Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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Oh, god, eveytime I read this, I just think of this stupid bitch I know. Fucking great. It's like having a bad history with someone. See them, and the air "gets thick" with animosity. Then theres this feeling of, "well, alright... let's go.." He hates her, but can't stop himself, even though he tells himself he won't let her fuck with him anymore. Hell, she's even stealing him from someone else! ("you dont care til you compete for the affection that you cheat") Fucking bitch! And he's an idiot for letting her! god dammit! |
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| Minutemen – Bob Dylan Wrote Propaganda Songs Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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This is apparently from Mike Watts point of view. He had felt himself not significant enough to write anything with meaning or substance. a sort of self concious "who am I?..." situation. Then, a realization hit him. "Well," he thought, "Bob Dylan wrote propoganda songs. And look how much people love him for it" He then proceeded to write about the experiance. and hooray for that. |
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| Funkadelic – Maggot Brain Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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yeah, thats what I had gotten, too. some sort of weird ass funkadelic mythology involved. I've always like to think this, though: now, the first two sentences are almost an accusing sort of statement, sort of like "good job, assholes, what are you going to do about it?". Then, Mr. Clinton states, on a sort of tangent, that these maggots in the mind of the universe, the disgusting, writhing, seeming-to-be-negativitie ideas that infest the universe, are something that he is in the know about, something that he has even tried. And he "was not offended, for he knew he had to rise above it all, or else drown in his own shit". In fact, he's come to love the maggots, as is apparent by the repitition of the phrase "go maggot brain". Then, you put it to this minory sort of song with one of the most heartfelt, screamingly mournful solos of all time, with these soring highs and agressivly acidic lows, and you got your ass what george clinton was just rambling about, in musical form. or maybe I'm just reading into all this shit a little too much. |
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