ciceqi (ciceqi) wrote in fictunes, @ 2008-05-01 00:12:00 |
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Entry tags: | month: may 08, songs |
Songs: May 08
Soooooo...it's the first of May! And you know what that means! Er...well, okay, I was going to go looking for "outdoorsy" songs, *coff,* honest I was, but it's been an incredibly hectic past two weeks. So you'll just have to put up with the other theme idea that amused me instead.
So you want to write...het
Elbow - "An Audience With the Pope"
I'm so in love with this album right now. And with Elbow in general. I don't know...can I just call them caberet-style indie? Sort of like chamber pop's Casablanca-watching hip older cousin.
Elbow - "An Audience With the Pope"
Sweet Jesus, I'm on fire
She has the sweetest darkest side
And when it comes into her eyes
I know iron and steel couldn't hold me
Good god I'm easy bruised
But so often a moth to her flame
And the things that she's asked me to do
Would see a senior saint forgetting his name
I have an audience with the pope
And I'm saving the world at eight
But if she says she needs me,
She says she needs me
Everybody's going to have to wait,
Uh huh
Uh huh
(Where could she be?)
Was that a minute or hour?
(Where could she be?)
She turns the minutes into days
I'm gonna kill the phone, cover the cage
And wait for the doorbell to ring
(Where could she be?)
No, she won't come running
(Where could she be?)
The world is turning at her pace
I'm gonna kill the phone, cover the cage
And wait for the doorbell to ring
I have an audience with the pope
And I'm saving the world at eight
But if she says she needs me,
She says she needs me
Everybody's going to have to wait,
Uh huh
I have an audience with the pope
And I'm saving the world at eight
But if she says she needs me,
She says she needs me
Everybody's going to have to wait,
Uh huh
Uh huh
I have an audience with the pope
And I'm saving the world at eight
But if she says she needs me,
She says she needs me
Everybody's going to have to wait,
Everybody's going to have to wait,
Uh huh
Cinerama - "Cat Girl Tights"
These guys usually slay me dead with their kinky, twisted, vaguely trashy lyrics. This one, on the other hand, is almost kind of sweet.
Cinerama - "Cat Girl Tights"
I could hardly believe I was hearing your voice at first
It's been such a long time; I was starting to fear the worst
And in your last letter
You talked about meeting some strange new men
I began to think I might never see you again
So now I feel so much better
I have missed you so much I don't think a single day's gone by
When I've not thought about you
And how we spent those winter nights
Just sat by the fire, you in your 'cat girl' tights
And we talked forever
About the things you were going to do
And I was so sure
That, when all your dreams came true, we'd still be together
You moved away; I didn't mind
Because I'm not one of the things that you've left behind
Tell me it's true
I have missed you so much I don't think a single day's gone by
When I've not thought about you
You moved away; I didn't mind
Because I'm not one of the things that you've left behind
Tell me it's true
Crooked Fingers - "You Can Never Leave"
Alt country doesn't always sound anything like country, and I'm perfectly okay with that. I'm not a huge fan of twang, and sentimental lyrics make me dry-heave. Uh, not that I'm opinionated or anything, OH NO. Alt country as a genre ranges from darker, moodier and decidedly non-sentimental quasi-country to what you get when an indie band's tour bus breaks down somewhere outside Nashville and they're forced to hitchhike to their next gig...and mug a few cowboys for their instruments while they're at it. Crooked Fingers weighs in more towards option number one.
Crooked Fingers - "You Can Never Leave"
Who has the fire,
Sweet Desire,
Has been tortured,
You are no fathers daughter,
No man has this much to offer,
Skin dark as sin,
Soft and when,
We took cover,
From the rain,
And the thunder,
Under stained glass we did slumber,
Till the sun came out to blind us,
Till we could not see anything,
So we knew at once we were meant to be,
And we heard the gods all rise and say,
The love we made is no lie.
And the 30 years of hopes and fears breathing down my neck,
Such a sad sad thing i set you free,
'Cuz I can't get you back.
You are fire, you are water.
When you dance, it is torture.
Maybe some night by the grey light of the dull moon we can meet,
Tangled, intwined, we have climbed, we have wrangled, shiny sequence sparked and spangled,
Our hearts are cuffed and mangled,
We speant the night,
By the side of the water,
Passed the breakers and the markers,
We swam out into the darkness,
Till we could not feel,
The bottom.
Till we could not feel anything.
And the shoreline slowly drifted out fo reach,
As the moon shone down and the ocean heaved,
And darkness gave to light.
And with 30 years of hopes and fears breathing down my neck,
Such a sad sad thing i set you free,
'Cuz I can't get you back.
You are fire, you are water.
When you dance, it is torture.
Maybe some day on the bottom of the ocean we can meet.
Though we know if we do, we can never leave,
'Cuz the moment that we turn away
The gods will say
The love we made
Was a lie.
So you want to write...yaoi
Kaiser Chiefs - "My Kind of Guy"
Man, these were hard to narrow down. Anyway, pretty standard rock, here, but I thought the premise might be fun.
Kaiser Chiefs - "My Kind of Guy"
Well it starts as a joke
Like a stick in your spokes
Or removing the bolt of the brakes
Then the bicycle flips
Crushing ribs smashing hips
And he broke every bone in his face
Now you're out of control
And you can't fill the hole
That was left by the thrill of the chase
You're a right piece of work
All the flakes go berserk
Have you forgotten how good they taste
You're my kind of guy
Cos I like your style
And you sound as horrible as me
And I don't mind if you're unkind
Cos you're reminding me of me
As the bicycle race
Gathers speed, gathers pace
And you feel that you're going too fast
Theres a word to the wise
You should take some advice
As the nice guys always finish last
You're my kind of guy
Cos I like your style
And you sound as horrible as me
And I don't mind if you're unkind
Cos you're reminding me of me
You're my kind of guy
Cos I like your style
You sound as horrible as me
And heads will roll
As it takes its toll
On you and me
Final Fantasy - "Please Please Please"
No, I didn't pick them for their name. No, really. Okay, so I started listening to them because of their name...but they're good! Honest! *sheepish*
Final Fantasy - "Please Please Please"
Ask yourself, are you a slut?
- No you're not!
Did you forget how much you are worth
- It's a lot!
Do you remember when we used do it all for free?
Your head is shouting
Please please please,
please please please
Don't let your cock do all the work
Where did you bottle up
the gentleman, the gentleman?
Where did you bottle up
the gentleman, the gentleman?
Where did you bottle up
the gentleman, the gentleman?
Where did you bottle up
the gentleman, the gentleman?
give me your hands, give me your hands
give me your hands, give me your hands
Your head is shouting
Please please please,
please please please
Don't let your cock do all the work
all the work
All those around you
Please please please,
please please please
What can you do to shut us up,
shut us up?
You are like a shut-in on the prowl
Everyday is like your first night off,
- since your bail.
but we will never write you off.
Your head is shouting
Please please please,
please please please
- Please please please!
Don't let your cock do all the work
- Please please please!
All those around you
Please please please,
please please please
- Please please please!
What can you do to shut us up?
- Please please please!
We will never write you off
We will never write you off
We will never write you off
We will never write you off
We will never write you off
- Please please please!
We will never write you off
We will never write you off
We will never write you off
We will never write you off
We will never write you off
- Please please please!
The Magnetic Fields - "When My Boy Walks Down the Street"
Because you can't very well have a set of slashy songs without this one. Seriously. It's like a law or something.
The Magnetic Fields - "When My Boy Walks Down the Street"
Grand pianos crash together when my boy walks down the street
There are whole new kinds of weather when he walks with his new beat
Everyone sings hallelujah when my boy walks down the street
Life just kind of dances through ya from your smile down to your feet
Amazing he's a whole new form of life
Blue eyes blazing and he's going to be my wife
The world does the hula-hula when my boy walks down the street
Everyone thinks he's Petula so big and yet so petite
Butterflies turn into people when my boy walks down the street
Maybe he should be illegal he just makes life too complete...
Amazing he's a whole new form of life
Blue eyes blazing and he's going to be my wife
Oh, shadows of echoes of memories
Oh, things that he brings that he found in the sea
Oh, shadows of echoes of memories of songs
Oh, how could he know that it won't be long...
Grand pianos crash together when my boy walks down the street
There are whole new kinds of weather when he walks with his new beat
Everyone sings hallelujah when my boy walks down the street
Life just kind of dances through ya from your smile down to your feet
So you want to write...yuri
The Snow Fairies - "The Happy Song (Saint Anthony)"
Wah! So cute! Insanely cute, in fact, sort of tweeish pop that breaks into 50's-styling goodness. Yuss.
The Snow Fairies - "The Happy Song (Saint Anthony)"
I am too lazy tired to transcribe these right now, but they're pretty easy to understand. Will transcribe later!
Suzanne Vega - "Stockings"
If the only things you ever heard of Suzanne Vega's was "Tom's Diner" and "Luka," you're seriously missing out.
Suzanne Vega - "Stockings"
I don't care for tights, she says
and does not tell me why
She hikes her skirt above her knee
revealing one brown thigh
I see, I say, and wonder at
her slender little fingers
How cleverly they pull upon
the threads of recent slumbers
Do you know where friendship ends
and passion does begin?
It's between the binding of
her stockings and her skin.
(oh yeah)
She stayed up so late I thought
she'd ask me to go dance
But something in the way she laughed
told me I had no chance
The fiction in her family
was that she was never nice
I'd say she was very
I just did not see the price
Do you know where friendship ends
and passion does begin?
When the gin and tonic
makes the room begin to spin.
(oh yeah)
There may be attraction here
but it will never flower
So I'm assigned to read her mind, now
in this witching hour
Here's no game for those who claim
to be easily bruised
But how can I complain
when she's so easily amused?
Do you know where friendship ends
and passion does begin?
(When she does not show you
the way out on the way in) --
It's between the binding
of her stockings and her skin.
(oh yeah)
Hem - "Lazy Eye"
Gorgeous alt country/folk band with a truly fantastic female vocalist. This one almost has a lullaby feel to it, Hem at its slowest and sleepiest best.
Hem - "Lazy Eye"
There's a lazy eye that looks at you
And sees you the same as before
When you lay beside me every night
Though now you are with me no more
I can still see the hem of your dress
And the comb as it's parting your hair
And the person I held is still there in my
Lazy eye that looks at you
And sees you the same as before
So you want to write...but you haven't decided which
Bill Callahan - "A Man Needs a Woman or a Man To Be a Man"
This would be the guy behind Smog, releasing under his own name for once. Not as minimalistic as most of Smog's discography, the album this one's off of sounds more like A River Ain't Too Much To Love. And this song sort of cracks me up.
Bill Callahan - "A Man Needs a Woman or a Man To Be a Man"
When you leave, I go into our room
And lay me down on birds of paradise
It's pretty womanly in here!
Roses noting every move
Nothing goes on except what should
A vast legacy of good
And I don't know if I can uphold it on my own
I don't know if I can uphold it on my own
I don't know if I'm to be trusted
In our room
Alone
A man needs a woman or a man
To be a man
A man needs a woman or a man
To be a man
The light is explicit
Between nine and noon
The light shows a life to things thought dead
LyricsLIke oaken legs and fireworks beneath the bed
Fireworks are wasted in the day
I set 'em off anyway
To pass the time 'til you return
I Can't see a thing 'til you return
Maybe a little smoke 'til you return
With fireworks
More fireworks!
And you tell me to wait
Just wait, wait
Just wait
A man needs a woman or a man
To be a man
A man needs a woman or a man
To be a man
And when it's good and dark
The sky a wet black
Like earth has turned
You say OK
Now is time, OK
Like earth has turned
Above us explode a golden lion dripping red
A blue bear spitting white
A spider of fire on a web of sparks
A green dragon with spiralled eyes
Fireworks light the way
Fireworks light the way
Before us lie many a night
Before us lie fireworks in boxes
But only in you
Deep in you
Only in you
Deep in you
Is the fire that lights them
A man needs a woman or a man
To be a man
A man needs a woman or a man
To be a man
Of Montreal - "When a Man is in Love With a Man"
But not as much as this song cracks me up. Goddamn, you crazy E6 bands. Just...yeah.
Of Montreal - "When a Man is in Love With a Man"
A man loving a woman is a very common thing
Common but beautiful all the same
Yet there's something so neat
Something so extraordinarily sweet
When a man who's in love with a man
I have nothing to say about the traditional ways
They're fine if they work well for you
But there's something so right
So completely out of sight
With a man who's in love with a man
Or a woman who's in love with a woman
They should never feel ashamed
Because it's so important to do the things we want
With whoever turns us on
Now a man desiring a woman that's a very common thing
Common and really rather dull
There's something so strange
Something so wonderfully deranged
In a man desiring a man
Or a woman desiring a woman
They should never feel ashamed
Because it's so important to do the things we want
With whoever turns us on
Men are usually fighting each other
That's why I think it's so special
When a man and a man are in love
It's so good
It's so special
Now a man kissing a woman is a very common thing
Common but usually quite nice
Still there is something so fine
Something so beautifly devine
In a man kissing a man
A man kissing a man
Or maybe you just want to write PORN
Nick Chapman - "Take Me Now!"
[instrumental]
Off one of the Comfort Stand releases, Wakka Chikka Wakka Chikka, it's porn groove at its...wakkaist. Heh.
Hope you find something you like!