| Einstürzende Neubauten – Headcleaner Lyrics | 9 years ago |
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@[precipitate:1649] It's also the Beatles, "All You Need Is Love." But instead, all you need is HEEEEEAAAAAAD CLEEEEEAAAANNNNERRRRR |
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| Einstürzende Neubauten – Die Interimsliebenden Lyrics | 9 years ago |
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In the space of just one slipped beat of the tongue there is big bang and total entropy from red giants to white dwarfs the whole scale of cosmic dimensions are falling out of my mouth in the description of a kiss of the interimlovers of the interimlovers in the interim between microphone and macrocosm between chaos and on no course between plankton und philisophia between semtex and utopia there they are the interimlovers in their communal mouth lives a hummingbird with each humming beat of its wings too swift for the eye to see cultures flourish and perish whole continents vanish here are no harmless words all by far too large an example most simple explodes in 10^14 for the interimlovers the interimlovers in the interim between toothache and oil of cloves between genesis and sixsixsix between c'' and vitamin c between ultramarine and navy frigate the interimlovers are intimate the interimlovers in the INTERIM in the course of just one winking beat of an eye they have putsched the government was felled parliament dissolved elections held results annulled new elections called then finally exiled in history reviled I wade through the filth of mighty metaphors meta, meta, meta by metre with gestures far too wide for the interimlovers the interimlovers are lovers in the interim between temporary and tenpura between rope and sword dance between times and on the seafloor between semtex and utopia they lay in each others arms thirstily devour that last little drop of light they are not there yesterday and tomorrow not yet the lovers the interimlovers they are not there yesterday and tomorrow not yet not really the interimlovers they are not there yesterday and tomorrow not yet |
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| Soul Coughing – The Incumbent Lyrics | 9 years ago |
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He lived in New York for years. The atmosphere of the city filled him with anxiety, and he's had enough. The glamorized dream of moving out to New York to make it big is a sucker's game. |
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| Soul Coughing – The Incumbent Lyrics | 9 years ago |
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He lived in New York for years. The atmosphere of the city filled him with anxiety, and he's had enough. The glamorized dream of moving out to New York to make it big is a sucker's game. |
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| Soul Coughing – Misinformed Lyrics | 9 years ago |
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Doughty's book is really bitter towards the rest of his band. By the time this song was written, they basically hated each other. He'd realized how much he got screwed out of his songwriting royalties, amongst other acts of disrespect and hazing, including the drummer intentionally refusing to play the same beat they'd came up with for the song. There was a situation where his drummer raked up hundreds of dollars on his hotel tab by making frivolous overseas calls and then charging them to Doughty. That's is what this song is about. |
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| Soul Coughing – Pensacola Lyrics | 9 years ago |
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Doughty, while an addict, went to Pensacola to get away from everything. There he lived with Gus, his one friend in the extended Soul Coughing group, his tour manager. He said that it seemed like a kind of white-trashy southern town. He was a fish out of water there. They drank too much in Pensacola. He's going to buy beer. They go to a Wal-Mart to get it. The experience brings about a negative and dirty feeling, like the first realization that they're addicted to alcohol. |
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| Soul Coughing – 4 Out Of 5 Lyrics | 9 years ago |
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There are nerdy sex jokes you can tell with a calculator, where the end result equals "boobs" or "loose." This is kind of like one of those. It's about a guy who spits game in the form of a math equation, he gets teased, and is left high and dry. The girl spreads her legs. ">" He spits game that he's a good lover. 4 out of 5. So he's batting 80 percent in terms of who approves his sexual prowess. It is insinuated that the girl is 18. Quantify my luck - Solve his equation. X is 2. He wants to coupled with her, doubled like the numbers above. Crowding out means, literally, being pressed, forced, or thrust out of a small space. He's trying to put it in... The girl throws him off. |
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| Soul Coughing – Collapse Lyrics | 9 years ago |
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It is about a business-man killed by a prostitute. It is also an attack of the rat-race mentality of greedy people. He devotes his life to the idea that he must get money at all costs. She devotes her life to she must get money at all cost. Pop Pop are gun shots. The thought, "I must accumulate," is the motive of both the killer and the victim. In the end the stock prices of the company plummet, after it hits news that their executive was killed in an altercation a prostitute. Another great story song by Doughty. |
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| Soul Coughing – City Of Motors Lyrics | 9 years ago |
| Doughty said, "The moral of the story, kids, is don't smoke at gas pumps." | |
| Soul Coughing – Is Chicago, Is Not Chicago Lyrics | 9 years ago |
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The plane must have been headed for Chicago. I always thought the same thing about the song. I read an interview where he kept talking about his goofy tripping "is Chicago, is not Chicago" logic.... Put to this scenario, it's darkly hilarious. |
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| Current 93 – I Have a Special Plan for This World Lyrics | 9 years ago |
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I do not believe Thomas Ligotti is a follower of Crowly or the Temple of the Golden Dawn, or Thelema. Ligotti is a brilliant horror writer who suffers immensely from depression. His work carries a philosophical pessimism that the world is quite malignant at its core and we are merely suffering puppets, caged animals deluded into thinking they have identities. The greater darkness refers to the soft black stars from his literary mythos. Many of the lines are taken from stories out of his book Teatro Grottesco, and this piece seems like a mashup of the ideas from his books. |
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| Current 93 – I Have a Special Plan for This World Lyrics | 9 years ago |
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I do not believe Thomas Ligotti is a follower of Crowly or the Temple of the Golden Dawn, or Thelema. Ligotti is a brilliant horror writer who suffers immensely from depression. His work carries a philosophical pessimism that the world is quite malignant at its core and we are merely suffering puppets, caged animals deluded into thinking they have identities. The greater darkness refers to the soft black stars from his literary mythos. Many of the lines are taken from stories out of his book Teatro Grottesco, and this piece seems like a mashup of the ideas from his books. |
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| Misfits – Bullet Lyrics | 9 years ago |
| Well... It's certainly relevant to Danzig's cum isn't it? | |
| Ween – Sorry Charlie Lyrics | 9 years ago |
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This is a story about a high school friend of Dean's. I've seen them live three times. The time they played this song, Dean sang for a change.. He also sings on The Blarney Stone and a few others. As an intro to the song, Dean said it was about a friend who screwed him over. If I remember correctly, his friend got caught selling. His friend's father found out, so the friend blamed it on Dean. The friend went off to college while Dean worked at a gas station, partially due to taking the fall. A bit later, his former friend came to him, desperate for help. Why? I don't remember. But he said Sorry Charlie, you've burnt that bridge. So essentially, this song is about how bridges once burnt are no longer crossable. |
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| Big Black – Columbian Necktie Lyrics | 10 years ago |
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A Columbian necktie is a method used in cartel killings, when they want to send a message. That message is, they slice open a person's throat and pull their tongue down through the wound. Like a neck tie. |
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| Shellac – Canaveral Lyrics | 10 years ago |
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From Steve Albini himself. "John F. Kennedy, from the perspective of a regular guy whose wife Kennedy fucked. Seems pretty obvious to me, but then I wrote it." |
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| Information Society – Peace and Love, Inc. Lyrics | 11 years ago |
| The companies trying to sell Gen-X, weren't Gen-X. They weren't part of an ethos. They were an image forever self perpetuating.. They showed an image of what you were supposed to be, then sold it back to you. The Merchants of Cool were much like Fagem om Oliver Twist. | |
| Information Society – Think Lyrics | 11 years ago |
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Girl's leaving him. He's pleading her to consult her past and make sure it's a good idea before doing it. The subtext is a lot better. |
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| Manic Street Preachers – Archives of Pain Lyrics | 11 years ago |
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This song talks about the dualistic view the public has for serial killers and criminals. In particular, it attacks the public's fascination for these monsters, and then exhibits society getting a chance to direct their own murderous cruelty back at these criminals. It becomes a cycle of human nature rolling around in it's own shit. |
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| Gary Numan – Down In The Park Lyrics | 11 years ago |
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The novel Numan wrote, was one in a world ran by men in grey suits who give orders to a class of emotionless and efficient android creatures, the Machmen. The humans who felt negative emotions, like depression, for being enslaved, were called Downstats. People who tried to fight against the Machmen, they were The Crazies, and they lived like rats in the sewers. Still with me? OK, good. The Park is where the Machines publicly abuse, rape, torture and kill humans to serve as a warning to the rest of the human race, not to oppose the control machine. The Park is set up as an amusement attraction, built around the killing prisoners for sport. The song is from the standpoint of a Machman, I believe he's watching the carnage in the park from a restaurant window. He is trying to explain who or what he is, but his memories are implanted, fabrications, and underneath it he doesn't know. But ultimately, it doesn't matter, he is here to serve you. That is, quite literally, what it is about. I remember distinctly reading an old Numan interview where he explains his unwritten novel and how it turned into Replicas. This was, however, in, like 1999, so finding it is an issue. |
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| Gary Numan – M.E. Lyrics | 11 years ago |
| The song is about an artificial intelligence that killed every single sentient living thing on the planet. It succeeded, and now it has nothing to do. It is lonely. | |
| Swans – The Apostate Lyrics | 11 years ago |
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Through hermetic practice, and hard work, the apostate rejects the goals and methods of the church, or in this case, modern culture, in an attempt to make his own, in line with his own spiritual beliefs. This suffering to fulfill an even greater ecstasy and elation is building a ladder to god. In short this is about the purity of the outsiders self-made beliefs. |
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| Swans – A Piece of the Sky Lyrics | 11 years ago |
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Gira recently has been equating his work in music to a search for a holy spirit. Not "the" holy spirit, but a feeling of being part of a divine process that is bigger than any of the people making the music. I believe this song is about a spiritual search. As is a lot of The Seer. |
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| Swans – Yum-Yab Killers Lyrics | 11 years ago |
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I read it as a perverse joke upon how they view themselves in relation to the crowd, as "depressing" cult-rock icons. Think of it as self-deprecating humor and a type of Bonnie and Clyde statement. Yab-Yum "Father and Mother" is a Tibetan deity interlocked in sex with his, eh, god-wife. They are transfixed together in the lotus-position, their arms flailing around as if they were one body. Yab-Yum is supposed to bring people to enlightenment. These "Yum-Yab Killers," they reverse the relationship between god and worshiper. They feed off their worshipers instead of the other way around. We are the wild, we are risk. - They equate being adored by fans as being elevated in their eyes to a god-like status. Of course, Swans being Swans, their fans listen to their music seeking enlightenment, and as a result blow their brains out and slash their wrists. Though I don't know her personally, I think it's entirely plausible for Jarboe to make a megalomaniacal joke like this. |
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| Marilyn Manson – The Reflecting God Lyrics | 12 years ago |
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This is the end of his triptych of albums. In the storyline, by this song, the character Marilyn Manson has become the leader of a revolution. He's worshiped in a cult of personality. He's a pop idol. A hot commodity. In this song he's risen to the top, and he decides to destroy himself. He turned himself into an idol, and now he's killing that idol. He's doing this because despite him rising to the highest power he can, he cannot improve upon this ugly world. He is merely an ugly reflection of it. A commodity to be bought and sold within it. He's become the cash-cow king a world that has cast him out, a world that he despises. So he takes that one shot, and assassinates his own character. Marilyn Manson has always tried to use the magic of self actualization in his music. Similar to, say comic book writer Grant Morrison. Manson always did this, writing reviews for his band before it even existed... I guess you have to kind of understand that to get the rock-opera aspects of his 2nd, 3rd and 4th albums. |
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