Sunday, February 1, 2009

My Morning Jacket: Knot Comes Loose



B.b.b.b. can't you see that I'm smiling???
Can't you see, there's a part of me that's brand new???
Used to be, was a part of me felt like hidin, but now it comes thru!
Deep in my heart, that's where the knot comes loose.
Deep in my heart, I will remember you.
All my lovely life I been waitin, hot heels anticipatin.
Another love I found not to let it down.
Deep in my heart, that's where the knot comes loose.
Deep in my heart, I will remember you

April March: Chick Habit



hang up the chick habit
hang it up, daddy,
or you'll be alone in a quick
hang up the chick habit
hang it up, daddy,
or you'll never get another fix

i'm telling you it's not a trick
pay attention, don't be thick
or you're liable to get licked

you're gonna see the reason why
when they're spitting in your eye
they'll be spitting in your eye

hang up the chick habit
hang it up, daddy,
a girl's not a tonic or a pill
hang up the chick habit
hang it up, daddy,
you're just jonesing for a spill

oh, how your bubble's gonna burst
when you meet another nurse
she'll be driving in a hearse

you're gonna need a heap of glue
when they all catch up with you
and they cut you up in two

now your ears are ringing
the birds have stopped their singing
everything is turning grey

no candy in your till
no cutie left to thrill
you're alone on a tuesday

hang up the chick habit
hang it up, daddy,
or you'll be alone in a quick
hang up the chick habit
hang it up, daddy,
or you'll never get another fix

i'm telling you it's not a trick
pay attention, don't be thick
or you're liable to get licked

you're gonna see the reason why
when they're spitting in your eye
they'll be spitting in your eye

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Andrew Bird: Oh No



[Photo: MadeInBedRoom.Com]
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(Whistling)

In the salsify mains of what was thought but unsaid
All the calcified arhythmitists were doing the math
It would take a calculated blow to the head
To light the eyes of all the harmless sociopaths
Oh arm and arm we are the harmless sociopaths (2x)
Calcium mines were buried deep in your chest (2x)

Ooh no we're deep in a mine
Ooh a calcium mine oooh
so let's get out of here
past the atmosphere
squint your eyes and no one dies or goes to jail
past the silver bridge, oh the silver bridge
wearing nothing but a one ? and a veil

Ooh oh deep in a mine,
Ooh oh a calcium mine "oh no"
Arm and arm we are the harmless sociopaths (2x)
In the calcium mines buried deep in your chest (2x)

Oooh oh deep in a mine
Oooh no calcium mines oh no

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So let's get out of here
past the atmosphere
squint your eyes and no one dies or goes to jail
past the silver bridge, oh the silver bridge
wearing nothing but a one ? and a veil
Oh no .. oh no ... oh no ... oh no

(Whistling)

Giulia Y Los Tellarini: Barcelona



(SPANISH)
Por qué tanto perderse, tanto buscarse, sin encontrarse?
Me encierran los muros de todas partes. Barcelona te estás equivocando, no puedes seguir inventando, que el mundo sea otra cosa y volar como mariposa.

Barcelona, hace un calor que me deja fría por dentro, con este vicio de vivir mintiendo. Qué bonito sería tu mar, si supiera yo nadar. Barcelona, mi mente está llena de cara de gente extranjera: conocida, desconocida y vuelta a ser transparente.

No existo más Barcelona, siendo esposa de tus ruidos, tu laberinto extrovertido.
No he encontrado la razón, por qué me duele el corazón. Porque es tan fuerte que sólo podré vivirte en la distancia y escribirte una canción.

Te quiero Barcelona (¡ella tiene el poder! x4), Barcelona es poderosa (¡ella tiene el poder!), Barcelona es poderosa (¡ella tiene el poder!), Barcelona es poderosa (¡ella tiene el poder!), Barcelona (¡ella tiene el poder¡), Barcelona es poderosa.

(ENGLISH)
Why so much losing of oneself, searching of oneself, without finding oneself? The walls close in on me from all sides.
Barcelona. You are mistaken, you can’t keep ignoring,
that the world may be some other thing, and fly like a butterfly.
Barcelona. It’s so hot the heat leaves me cold inside, with this vice of living a lie. (literally living lying) how beautiful your ocean would be, if I knew how to swim.
Barcelona. My mind is full of faces of strangers known, unknown, and back to being transparent.
I no longer exist Barcelona, being married to your sounds, your extroverted labyrinth, I’ve not found the reason why my heart hurts. Because it’s (the pain) so strong that I’ll only be able to experience you from a distance and write you a song. I love you Barcelona. (Chorus: She has the power) Barcelona is powerful.

Sunday, January 25, 2009

PJ Harvey: White Chalk



White chalk hills are all I've known
White chalk hills will rot my bones
White chalk sticking to my shoes
White chalk playing as a child with you

White chalk sat against time
White chalk cutting down the sea line
I know Mary's by the surf
On a path cut 1500 years ago

And I know these chalk hills will rot my bones

Dorset's cliffs meet at the sea
Where I walked
(Our unborn child in me)
White chalk
(Poor scattered land)

Scratch my palms
There's blood on my hands

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