Friday, January 2, 2009

Santogold: Anne



My name is Anne, I got a plan
I may lack virtue
But I'm penitent
Ah-ooooh
Ah-ooooh
To lose my mind
It's never easy
A shadow still
there's weight to me
Ah-ooooh
Ah-ooooh


J,j,jesus Pieces
Rescue me
the more I try
the more it gets too complicated

J,j,jesus pieces
Rescue me
The more I give up
The more it takes
The more it takes


My name is Anne, I'll take a stand
I'll hold my head up dig on in
Ah-oooooooh
You can bait me for the hell of it
I'll take it for the hell of it

See it there, but it's too far ahead
Go numb from how bad I want it
See it there but it's too far ahead
And I hear you calling to me right from here

J,j,jesus Pieces
Rescue me
the more I try
the more it gets too complicated

J,j,jesus pieces
Rescue me
The more I give up
The more it takes
The more it takes

Desroyer: Certain Things You Ought to Know



It was cutting. It was done with style.
It was just a way to see you smile.
Shadows in the snow:
There are certain things you ought to know.
There are certain things you ought to know.

Springtime on the barricades -
Our Springtime Charades.
Oh, don't mind me, it's just that vipers define me
And I never thought it'd be this way...
Springtime on the barricades -
Our Springtime Charades.
Now don't mind me, it's just that vipers define me
And I never thought it'd be this way...

Bridges made of sand
Are the ones in your hand.
Let go...
There are certain things you ought to know.
There are certain things you ought to know...

All a dagger can ever be
Is a ship against the sea
Turning to snow...

Thursday, January 1, 2009

MGMT: Weekend Wars



Evil S I yes to find a shore,
A beach that doesn't quiver anymore,
Where we can crush some plants to paint my walls,
And I won't try to fight in the weekend wars
Was I? I was to lazy to bathe
Or paint or write or try to make a change.
Now I can shoot a gun to kill my lunch
And I don't have to love or think too much

Instant battle plans written on the sidewalk
Mental mystics in a twisted metal car
Tried to amplify the sound of light and love

Christ is cursed of faders and maders
Might even take a knife to split a hair
Or even scare the children off my lawn
Giving us time to make the makeshift bombs
Every mess invested was a score
We couldn't use computers anymore
It's difficult to win unless you're bored,
And you might have to plan for the weekend wars

Try to break my heart I'll drive to Arizona.
It might take 100 years to grow an arm
I'll sit and listen to the sound of sand and cold
Twisted diamond heart, I'm the weekend warrior
My predictions are the only things I have
I can amplify the sound and light and love

I'm a curse and i'm a sound,
When I open up my mouth,
There's a reason I don't win,
I don't know how to begin

Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Fleet Foxes: White Winter Hymnal



I was following the pack
all swallowed in their coats
with scarves of red tied ’round their throats
to keep their little heads
from fallin’ in the snow
And I turned ’round and there you go
And, Michael, you would fall
and turn the white snow red as strawberries
in the summertime

Monday, December 29, 2008

Human Highway: The Sound



Got nothing left but it ain't bringin' me down
I'm just gonna follow the sound

And the sound is pleasing
When it sounds like it is breathing
There's no one around
To hear the notes falling down
Nobody seems to care
The feeling isn't there
Like it was all a bad dream
Now we're looking everywhere

You keep searching
You keep on searching

Got nothing left but it ain't bringin' me down
I'm just gonna follow the sound

That ringing in my ears
Oh whats that sound
It's the cold death knell
Of the big ships bell
See the strings unwound
See them lying on the ground
Can't pick up your guitar
Cause you've forgotten the sound

We'll keep searching
Keep on searching

Got nothing left but it ain't bringin' me down
I'm just gonna follow the sound

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