list 43 of my favorite song lyrics

Day after day, love turns grey
Like the skin of a dying man
Night after night, we pretend it’s all right
But I have grown older and
You have grown colder and
Nothing is very much fun any more.

And I can feel one of my turns coming on.
I feel cold as razor blade
Tight as a tourniquet
Dry as a funeral drum,
Run to the bedroom, in the suitcase on the left
You’ll find my favorite axe
Don’t look so frightened
This is just a passing phase
Just one of my bad days
Would you like to watch T. V.?
Or get between the sheets?
Or contemplate the silent freeway?
Would you like something to eat?
Would you like to learn to fly?
Would you like to see me try?
Would you like call the cops?
Do you think it’s time I stopped?
Why are you running away?

We lay on the bed there
Kissing just for practice
Could we please be objective?
Because the other boys are queuing up behind us
A hand over my mouth
A hand over the window
Well, if I remain passive and you just want to cuddle
Then we should be ok, and we won’t get in a muddle
Because we’re seeing other people
At least that’s what we say we are doing

How are you feeling?
I don’t think you can be dealing
With the situation very well
You take a lover for a dirty weekend, that’s ok
But when it’s over
You are looking at the working week in the eyes of a gigolo

You’re kissing your elbow
You’re kissing your reflection
And you can’t understand why all the other boys
Are going for the new, tall, elegant rich kids
You can bet it is a bitch, kid
But if they don’t see the quality then it is apparent that
You’re going to have to change
Or you’re going to have to go with girls
You might be better off
At least they know what they’re doing

We lay on the bed there
Kissing just for practice
Could we please be objective?
Because the other boys are queuing up behind us
A hand over my mouth
A hand over the window
Well, if I remain passive and you just want to cuddle
Then we should be ok, and we won’t get in a muddle
Because we’re seeing other people
At least that’s what we say we are doing

I guess I should have known to stay away
From a snuff film by Gene Genet
But the cash was good and the director
Gave me the biggest scene
What does it mean when Pentecostal born-again virgins
Appear picketing in angry protest?
Oh, those sloppy tarts
Have sulphurized hearts

Sure, a dead man quietly pulling on his tongue
In a coffin after being hung
Does make strange erotic cinema
But that was the great master’s vision
And the actors agree to portray
The fiend is best in a death fantasy
Because when one is licking the knife
Ah, well, that is truly the life

Oh, what does it mean
When the stagehand approaches
Wheeling in a guillotine?
Let’s play nice
Yes, I want to be a star
But that’s going too far

Yes, I’m still smarting from the bite
Of coital sessions in gelatinal light
I’m questioning my chosen career
Don’t think I’ll be attending the premier

Two words: Take. That.

I’m not confused like you, pig
You’re falling from your tree
There’s something wrong with you
There’s something wrong with me
There’s nothing wrong with me

I’m not impressed by you maggots
Falling on the sea
There’s something wrong with you
There’s nothing wrong with me
But there is something definitely wrong with you
And the way that you view
Your place in the world
You are wrong
You can say what you want
But the truth is so clear

How can you think you are better than anyone?
The thought of it is really just absurd
Your cynical opinions have no depth
You’re uninsightful and irrevelant, haven’t you heard?
It’s time that you heard

I’m not confused like you, twit
You Lester Bangs wannabe
There’s something wrong with you
There’s nothing wrong with me
There’s nothing wrong with me

I’m not impressed by your rank
And tried adolescent ennui
There’s something wrong with you
There’s nothing wrong with me
But there is something definitely wrong with you
And the way that you view
Your place in the world
You are wrong
You can say what you want
But the truth is so clear

How can you think you are better than anyone?
You don’t even create, you just critique
It’s so obscene the way that you derive the words of artists
About whom you’re not even worthy to speak
Not worthy to speak

We think that you doubt having truth, truly prophetic
It’s creepy how you act as if everything is copacetic
Your venomous wit is your crutch
And your heart is so corrupt
You degrade everything you touch
Because you’re the champion of the dismissive review, yeah
In your signature style, we compose this review of you

this song has been stuck in my head for days. i love it a lot.

Saw her at Go kissing girls, what a shock
Said, “You must be an artist”
She muttered her reply
I was judging her friend as the DJ played a dead jam

No one wants to dance, they’re outside
Smoking cigarettes
Matthew was there, yes
He gave me the eye, saying, “It doesn’t kill to try”
Then blue lights all around

Eva, I’m sorry, but you will never have me
To me you’re just some faggy girl
And I need a lover with soul power
And you ain’t got no soul power

She lead me outside to the church with the swing
There I was, her confessor
Her come-on made me blush
Was her crush for the night?
Until I screamed:
“Stop! Hey! You must be aware I’m not alone
I’ve got a tigress back at home
And besides, you wouldn’t know what to do with me”

And under the blue lights you see them gossiping . . .

Eva, I’m sorry, but you will never have me
To me you’re just some faggy girl
And I need a lover with soul power
And you ain’t got no soul power

my favourite song ever.

Now that it’s June, we’ll sleep out in the garden
And if it rains, we’ll just sink in to the mud
Where it is quiet and much cooler than the house is
And there is no clocks or phones to wake us up
Because I have learned that nothing is as pressing
As the one who is pressing would like you to believe
And I am content to walk a little slower
Because there is nowhere that I really need to be
I find that life is easier when it is just a blur
With no details to confuse who or what or where I was
So when the ending comes the full regret will be obscure
But these are days we dream about when the sunlight paints us gold
And this apartment could not be prettier as when we danced
up there alone
This TV is old, the color is fucked, do you see the difference in the shades?
But the green is still close to green, my love
And I believe we are the same
And we’ll stay like this, all gold and green
The light collects and projects your heart on a movie screen
And if you close your eyes
We will always be the way we were that night
You crawled inside of me
And you slept in my blood the way you sleep now
The quietest hush has consumed this house
And when the doctors are gone and you sweat through the bed
With all these pictures and pills they piled around your head
Just rest now, and in a moment you will know everything
Was it just a dream?
It’s too vague now to recount
And outline of the one you loved in a life that was not longer
Will be standing above you as you sleep

hey little apple blossom
what seems to be the problem
all the ones you tell your troubles to
they don’t really care for you

come and tell me what you’re thinking
cause just when the boat is sinking
a little light is blinking
and i will come and rescue you

lots of girls walk around in tears
but that’s not for you
you’ve been looking all around for years
for someone to tell your troubles to

come and sit with me and talk awhile
let me see your pretty little smile
put your troubles in a little pile
and i will sort them out for you
i’ll fall in love with you
i think i’ll marry you

Evil S I yes to find a shore,
A beach that doesn’t quiver anymore,
Where we could 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 curst 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

i love this song so much. the -‘d lyrics are sung by the oh so sexy anita lane.

I’m bedazzled
- I don’t care
I’m bedazzled
- So, you say
You knock me out
- I don’t want you
You bust me up
- I don’t need you
You burn me up
- I don’t love you
You plug me in
- Leave me alone
You switch me on
- I’m self contained
You light me up
- Just go away
I’m bedazzled, I’m bedazzled, I’m bedazzled

You’re clever
- I’m fickle
You’re lit up
- I’m cold
And you shiver
- I’m shallow
You drive me wild, you drive me wild
- You make me sick

You knock me out
- Don’t get excited
You bust me up
- Save your breath
You burn me up
- Cool it
You plug me in
- I’m not interested
You switch me on
- Too much effort
You light me up
I’m bedazzled, I’m bedazzled, I’m bedazzled

- I’m not available

easily one of my favourite songs of all time.

extreme ways are back again
extreme places i didn’t know
i broke everything new again
everything that i’d owned
i threw it out the windows, came along
extreme ways i know
apart the colors of my sea
perfect color me

extreme ways that help me
help me out late at night
extreme places i had gone
but never seen any light
dirty basements, dirty noise dirty places coming through
extreme worlds alone
did you ever like it planned

i would stand in line for this
there’s always room in life for this
oh baby, oh baby then it fell apart, it fell apart
oh baby, oh baby then it fell apart, it fell apart
oh baby, oh baby then it fell apart, it fell apart
oh baby, oh baby like it always does, always does

extreme songs that told me
they helped me down every night
i didn’t have much to say
i didn’t get above the light
i closed my eyes and closed myself
and closed my world and never opened up to anything
that could get me along
i had to close down everything
i had to close down my mind
too many things to cover me
too much can make me blind
i’ve seen so much in so many places
so many heartaches,
so many faces
so many dirty things
you couldn’t believe

i would stand in line for this
it’s always good in life for this
oh baby, oh baby then it fell apart, it fell apart
oh baby, oh baby then it fell apart, it fell apart
oh baby, (oh baby) oh baby (oh baby) then it fell apart (feel apart), it fell apart (it fell apart)
oh baby, (oh baby) oh baby (oh baby) like it always does(always does), always does (always does)