Saturday, October 8, 2011

Going To California - Led Zeppelin

Artist: Led Zeppelin
Song: Going To California
Year: 1971
Album: Led Zeppelin IV

When a years long relationship ended for reasons that I didn't agree with, I immediately thought of this song and it became my new mantra.

Lyrics:
Spent my days with a woman unkind
Smoked my stuff and drank all my wine.
Made up my mind to make a new start
Going To California with an aching in my heart.
Someone told me there's a girl out there
With love in her eyes and flowers in her hair.
Took my chances on a big jet plane
Never let them tell you that they're all the same.
The sea was red and the sky was grey
Wondered how tomorrow could ever follow today.
The mountains and the canyons started to tremble and shake
As the children of the sun began to awake.

Seems that the wrath of the Gods
Got a punch on the nose and it started to flow;
I think I might be sinking.
Throw me a line if I reach it in time
I'll meet you up there where the path
Runs straight and high.

To find a queen without a king,
They say she plays guitar and cries and sings... la la la
Ride a white mare in the footsteps of dawn
Tryin' to find a woman who's never, never, never been born.
Standing on a hill in my mountain of dreams,
Telling myself it's not as hard, hard, hard as it seems.

Friday, October 7, 2011

More Than You Know - Eddie Vedder

Artist: Eddie Vedder
Song: More Than You Know
Year: 2011
Album: Ukulele Songs

Eddie Vedder is magical with a ukulele.

Lyrics:
More than you know, more than you know
Lately I find you're on my mind
More than you know

Whether I'm right, whether I'm wrong
I need you so
More than you know, more than you know

Loving you the way that I do
There's nothing I can do about it
And a little bit of love that I get
May be all that you can give
But I can't live without it

Oh how I'd cry, oh how I'd cry
If you got tired and said, "Goodbye"
More than I'd show
More than you'd ever, ever know
More than you know
More than you'd ever, ever know
More than you know

Sunday, September 25, 2011

Carry - Tori Amos

Artist: Tori Amos
Song: Carry
Year: 2011
Album: Night Of Hunters

Tori Amos going full on classical.

Lyrics:
Love, hold my hand
Help me see with the dawn
That those that have left
Are not gone
But they carry on
As stars looking down
As nature's sons
And daughters of the heavens
You will not ever be forgotten by me
In the procession of the mighty stars
Your name is sung and tattooed now on my heart
Here I will carry, carry, carry you

Forever
You have touched my life
So that now
Cathedrals of sound are singing, are singing
The waves have come to walk with you
To where you will live in the land of you,
Land of you
You will not ever be forgotten by me
In the procession of the mighty stars
Your name is sung and tattooed now on my heart
Here I will carry, carry, carry you
Here I will carry, carry, carry you

Forever

Thursday, June 9, 2011

Bad Romance - Lady Gaga

Artist: Lady Gaga
Song: Bad Romance
Year: 2009
Album: The Fame Monster (EP)

Unbelievable catchy. It's inescapable.

Lyrics:
Oh, caught in a bad romance
Oh, caught in a bad romance

Rah, rah, ah, ah, ah
Roma, roma, ma
Gaga, ooh, la, la
Want your bad romance

Rah, rah, ah, ah, ah
Roma, roma, ma
Gaga, ooh la la
Want your bad romance

I want your ugly, I want your disease
I want your everything as long as it's free
I want your love
Love, love, love, I want your love

I want your drama, the touch of your hand
I want your leather studded kiss in the sand
I want your love
Love, love, love, I want your love
(Love, love, love, I want your love)

You know that I want you
And you know that I need you
I want it bad, bad romance

I want your love, and I want your revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
I want your love, and all your love is revenge
You and me could write a bad romance

Oh, caught in a bad romance
Oh, caught in a bad romance

Rah, rah, ah, ah, ah
Roma, roma, ma
Gaga, ooh la la
Want your bad romance

I want your horror, I want your design
'Cause you're a criminal as long as you're mine
I want your love
Love, love, love, I want your love

I want your psycho, your vertical stick
Want you in my rear window, baby, you're sick
I want your love
Love, love, love, I want your love
(Love, love, love, I want your love)

You know that I want you
And you know that I need you
('Cause I'm a freak, baby)
I want it bad, bad romance

I want your love, and I want your revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
I want your love, and all your love is revenge
You and me could write a bad romance

Oh, caught in a bad romance
Oh, caught in a bad romance

Rah, rah, ah, ah, ah
Roma, roma, ma
Gaga, ooh la la
Want your bad romance

Rah, rah, ah, ah, ah
Roma, roma, ma
Gaga, ooh la la
Want your bad romance

Walk, walk, fashion, baby
Work it, move that thing, crazy
Walk, walk, fashion, baby
Work it, move that thing, crazy

Walk, walk, fashion, baby
Work it, move that thing, crazy
Walk, walk, passion, baby
Work it, I'm a freak, baby

I want your love, and I want your revenge
I want your love, I don't wanna be friends
J'ai ton amour et je veux ton revenge
J'ai ton amour, I don't wanna be friends

No, I don't wanna be friends
(Oh, caught in a bad romance)
I don't wanna be friends

Want your bad romance
(Oh, caught in a bad romance)
Want your bad romance

I want your love, and I want your revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
I want your love, and all your love is revenge
You and me could write a bad romance

Want your bad romance
(Oh, caught in a bad romance)
Want your bad romance
Want your bad romance
(Oh, caught in a bad romance)

Rah, rah, ah, ah, ah
Roma, roma, ma
Gaga, ooh la la
Want your bad romance

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Sweet Home Chicago - Robert Johnson

Artist: Robert Johnson
Song: Sweet Home Chicago
Year: 1936
Album: Sweet Home Chicago (Single)

Robert may not have known exactly where Chicago was, but the legacy of this song more than makes up for it.

Lyrics:
Ooh, baby don't you want to go?
Ooh, baby don't you want to go?
Back to the land of California, to my sweet home Chicago

Ooh, baby don't you want to go?
Ooh, baby don't you want to go?
Back to the land of California, to my sweet home Chicago

Now one and one is two, two and two is four
I'm heavy loaded baby, I'm booked, I gotta go
Cryin' baby, honey don't you want to go?
Back to the land of California, to my sweet home Chicago

Now two and two is four, four and two is six
You gonna keep monkey'in 'round here friend-boy,
you gonna get your business all in a trick
But I'm cryin' baby, honey don't you wanna go
Back to the land of California, to my sweet home Chicago

Now six and two is eight, eight and two is ten
Friend-boy, she trick you one time, she sure gonna do it again
But I'm cryin' hey, baby don't you want to go
To the land of California, to my sweet home Chicago

I'm goin' to California, from there to Des Moines, Iowa'y
Somebody will tell me that you, need my help someday,
cryin', hey hey, baby don't you want to go
Back to the land of California, to my sweet home Chicago

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Hot (I Need To Be Loved, Loved, Loved) - James Brown

Artist: James Brown
Song: Hot (I Need to Be Loved, Loved, Loved, Loved)
Year: 1976
Album: Hot (I Need To Be Loved, Loved, Loved) (Single)

I haven't seen lyrics for this song, so I transcribed them myself. I would say that these are 99% accurate. Some grunts and groans by the Godfather of Soul did not make it into the lyrics. There may be a word or two that was misheard, but that's pretty common with James Brown songs.

Lyrics:
Ow!
This morning I woke up
All in heat
Couldn't find no dry spot
From my head down to my feet
Got gasp an a coughin'
Til my body begin to sweat
Couldn't find no comfort
Torn with hellin' fret
I's start thinkin' about sweet so sexy body
And my body in the field
Couldn't a gets away (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
My body shiver
And the cold sweat make me quit (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
Then I need to talk to you (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
Then I need to be with you
Then I need to squeeze you (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
I need to please ya
Then I need a - yow! (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
So good (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
Then I need to take a (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
With the power in my hand
Then I know you been (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
Take my testament
Then I make you glad (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
About the time that you were born
Then let you know (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
Your sexy body moans
Ahh(Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
I need to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
I need to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
I want to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
I need to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
I want to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
I need to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
I want to be loved loved loved loved loved

Make me feel good when you say sweetest man alive
Oooo feel me count one, two, three, four, five

Ahh-heh heh heh ha
A-ha A-heh heh heh
Yeah yow
Oh oh
(Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')

Got gasp an a coughin' (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
Til my body begin to sweat
Couldn't find no comfort (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
Torn with hellin' fret
Then I's start thinkin' about sweet so sexy body (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
And then my body in the field
Couldn't a gets away (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
My body shiver
And the cold sweat make me quit (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
Then I need to talk to you (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
Then I need to be with you (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
(Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')

Woo
(Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
(Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
Woo (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
Oh

Then I need to take a
Power in my hand
Then I know you been
Take my testament
Then I make you glad
About the time that you were born
Make a cold sweat
Make your body moan

(Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
Ah (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
Woo (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')

I need to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
I want to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
I need to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
I want to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
I got to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
I want to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
I want to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
I need to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
Got to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
I want to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
I need to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')

Monday, June 6, 2011

Sheela Na Gig - PJ Harvey

Artist: PJ Harvey
Song: Sheela Na Gig
Year: 1992
Album: Dry

Vintage Polly Jean.

Lyrics:
I've been trying to show you over and over
Look at these my child-bearing hips
Look at these my ruby red ruby lips
Look at these my work strong arms and
You've got to see my bottle full of charm
I lay it all at your feet
You turn around and say back to me

He said
Sheela-na-gig, sheela-na-gig
You exhibitionist
Sheela-na-gig, sheela-na-gig
You exhibitionist

Gonna wash that man right out of my hair
*Just like the first time he said he didn't care
Gonna wash that man right out of my hair
Heard it before, no more
Gonna wash that man right out of my hair
Turn the corner another one there
Gonna wash that man right out of my hair
Heard it before

He said
Sheela-na-gig, sheela-na-gig
You exhibitionist
Sheela-na-gig, sheela-na-gig
You exhibitionist

Put money in your idle hole
Put money in your idle hole

Gonna wash that man right out of my hair
Just like the first time he said he didn't care
Gonna wash that man right out of my hair
Heard it before, no more
Gonna take my hips to a man who cares
Turn the corner another one there
Gonna take my hips to a man who cares
Heard it before

He said
Sheela-na-gig, sheela-na-gig
You exhibitionist
Sheela-na-gig, sheela-na-gig
You exhibitionist

Put money in your idle hole
Put money in your idle hole

He said "wash your breasts, I don't want to be unclean"
He said "please take those dirty pillows away from me"

He said "wash your breasts, I don't want to be unclean"
He said "please take those dirty pillows away from me"

He said "wash your breasts, I don't want to be unclean"
He said "please take those dirty pillows away from me"

He said "wash your breasts, I don't want to be unclean"
He said "please take those dirty pillows away from me"

Sunday, June 5, 2011

Hit It Run - Run DMC

Artist: Run DMC
Song: Hit It Run
Year: 1986
Album: Raising Hell

Run DMC performing on Soul Train. Classic!

Lyrics:
Born to rock around the clock
You can't say I'm not
And in case you forgot
I'm the KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING, of ROCK!!

I'm the devestating mic controller D.M.C.
And can't nobody mess around with me
I'm the king of rock, rap, and a rhyme
I deal what I feel and it feels fine
If the girl's ?? chase then I will play
around with sound put down for the rhymes I say
Beats flow from Joe and never stop
Better get yourself together let's rock, HIT IT RUN!

You, jump, watch you clock, while I rock your spot
I'm better known to the world as the King of Rock
I like to speak my piece when I'm on the mic
I'm the best, or at least, I'm the one you like
And when I serve you deserve to hear what I say
I throw a curve he got the nerve to make a triple play
Now how devestating can an MC be?
My name is Darryl, but you can call me D, HIT IT RUN!

It's called, gangsta hard rock, non-stop hip-hop
And it's headed for the top by the rhymes I pop
For every race place color country county or creed
and all of the places that I emceed
B-Boy badness to the highest degree
And it can't b-a-boy unless you be D
You can't bust a cherry or crush a grape
and if you ain't got this tape you're in bad shape
Beats flow from Joe and never stop
Better get yourself together, let's ROCK!

Do.. you.. really believe what's going on
I was conceived and I was born
I once was lost but now I'm found
Tell your bunch I'm boss I run this town
I leave all suckers, in the dust
Those dumb motherfuckers can't mess with us
Beats flow from Joe and never stop
Better get yourself together, let's rock, HIT IT RUN!

I.. was.. straight from the start performing art
Climbin' up the chart while others fall apart
The three outlaws in the music trade
We won't rob but our job is to get paid
Cause Run has fun if Jay will play
As I add one more rhyme to say
Now how devastating can an MC be?
My name is Darryl, but you can call me D, HIT IT RUN!

I was born
son of Byford, brother of AL
Bad as my mamma and Run's my pal
It's McDaniels, not McDonald's
These rhymes are Darryl's, the burgers are RONALD'S
I ran down, my family tree
My mother, my father, my brother and D
Run-D.M.C. and JAM MASTER JAY

Saturday, June 4, 2011

Love Sick - Bob Dylan

Artist: Bob Dylan
Song: Love Sick
Year: 1997
Album: Time Out Of Mind

Same setup, but no Soy Bomb in this performance.

Lyrics:
I'm walkin' through streets that are dead
Walkin', walkin' with you in my head
My feet are so tired
My brain is so wired
And the clouds are weepin'.

Did I hear someone tell a lie?
Did I hear someone's distant cry?
I spoke like a child
You destroyed me with a smile
While I was sleepin'.

I'm sick of love that I'm in the thick of it
This kind of love, I'm so sick of it.

I see, I see lovers in the meadow
I see, I see silhouettes in the window
I'll watch them 'til they're gone
And they leave me hangin' on
To a shadow.

I'm sick of love, I hear the clock tick
This kind of love, ah, I'm love sick.

Sometimes the silence can be like thunder
Sometimes I wanna take to the road and plunder
Could you ever be true
I think of you
And I wonder.

I'm sick of love, I wish I'd never met you
I'm sick of love, I'm tryin' to forget you.

Just don't know what to do
I'd give anything to
Be with you.

Friday, June 3, 2011

Krank - KMFDM

Artist: KMFDM
Song: Krank
Year: 2011
Album: WTF?!

More KMFDM is never a bad thing. The sound is in line with the band's most commercial releases.

Lyrics:
Hit rock-bottom
End of the line
Outhouse of life
Where the sun don’t shine
Down and out
Straddling demise
Get a grip on yourself
Pick up and rise

Top of the world
Designed to destruct
With wings unfurled
Sky-high and fucked
Out of the true
Crash and burn or slow down and subdue
Live and learn

Achtung! Here we come
With another motherfucking dirty bomb
Krank! - Krank it to 11
Kein Mehrheit Für Die Mitleid 24/7
Once again rings true what we always knew
KMFDM is the drug for you

Freedom is a loaded shotgun

Krank!
Kein Mitleid Für Die Mehrheit

Thursday, June 2, 2011

Computer Age - Neil Young

Artist: Neil Young
Song: Computer Age
Year: 1982
Album: Trans

Experimental Neil Young is always worth a listen. I have a lot of respect for this album considering that it was made as a way for Neil to communicate with his son who was born with cerebral palsy and could not speak.

Sonic Youth covered this song in the late eighties.

Lyrics:
Cars and trucks
Fly by me on the corner
But I'm all right
Standin' proud
before the signal
When I see the light
I know I'm more
than just a number.
And I stand before you
Or else we
just don't see the other
Computer age computer age
Computer age.

Bikes and vans
Fly by me on the desert
But I'm all right
Standing out here
in the hot sun
When I see the light
I feel like
more than just a number
And I stand before you
Or else we
just don't see the other
Computer age computer age
Computer age.

Precious metal lines
Molded into highways
Running through me
So microscopically
Days and nights
Weeks and months and seasons
Rolling through me
So chronologically.
Computer age computer age
Computer age.

I need you
To let me know
that there's a heartbeat
Let it pound and pound
And I'll be
flying like a free bird
And you need me
Like ugly needs a mirror
And day by day
This horizon's getting clearer
Computer age computer age
Computer age.

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

White And Nerdy - "Weird Al" Yankovic

Artist: "Weird Al" Yankovic
Song: White & Nerdy
Year: 2006
Album: Straight Outta Lynwood

Weird Al makes me appreciate songs that would rarely be in my playlist. I don't think the original Chamillionaire song will ever make my rotation, but I like it more after hearing Al's parody version.

Lyrics:
hey see me mowin'
My front lawn
I know they're all thinking
I'm so White N' nerdy

Think I'm just too white n' nerdy
Think I'm just too white n' nerdy
Can't you see I'm white n' nerdy
Look at me I'm white n' nerdy!
I wanna roll with-
The gangsters
But so far they all think
I'm too white n' nerdy
Think I'm just too white n' nerdy
Think I'm just too white n' nerdy
I'm just too white n' nerdy
Really, really white n' nerdy

First in my class here at M.I.T.
Got skills, I'm a Champion of DND
MC Escher that's my favorite MC
Keep your 40
I'll just have an Earl Grey tea
My rims never spin to the contrary
You'll find they're quite stationary
All of my action figures are cherry
Steven Hawkings in my library
My MySpace page is all totally pimped out
I got people begging for my top 8 spaces
Yo I know Pi to a thousand places
Ain't got no grills but I still wear braces
I order all of my sandwiches with mayonnaise
I'm a whiz at minesweeper I can play for days
Once you see my sweet moves you're gonna stay amazed,
my fingers movin' so fast I'll set the place ablaze
There's no killer app I haven't run
At Pascal, well, I'm number 1
Do vector calculus just for fun
I ain't got a gat but I gotta soldering gun
Happy days is my favourite theme song
I can sure kick your butt in a game of ping pong
I'll ace any trivia quiz you bring on
I'm fluent in Java Script as well as Klingon

They see me roll on, my Segway!
I know in my heart they think I'm
white n' nerdy!
Think I'm just too white n' nerdy
Think I'm just too white n' nerdy
Can't you see I'm white n' nerdy
Look at me I'm white n' nerdy
I'd like to roll with-
The gangsters
Although it's apparent I'm too
White n' nerdy
Think I'm just too white n' nerdy
I'm just too white n' nerdy
How'd I get so white n' nerdy?

I've been browsing, inspectin'
X-men comics you know I collect 'em
The pens in my pocket
I must protect 'em
my ergonomic keyboard never leaves me bored
Shopping online for deals on some writable media
I edit Wikipedia
I memorized Holy Grail really well
I can recite it right now and have you ROTFLOL
I got a business doing websites
When my friends need some code who do they call?
I do HTML for them all
Even made a homepage for my dog!
Yo! Got myself a fanny pack
they were having a sale down at the GAP
Spend my nights with a roll of bubble wrap
POP POP! Hope no one sees me gettin' freaky!

I'm nerdy in the extreme and whiter than sour creme
I was in AV club and Glee club and even the chess team!
Only question I ever thought was hard
Was do I like Kirk or do I like Picard?
I spend every weekend
at the renaissance fair
I got my name on my under wear!

They see me strollin'
They laughin'
And rollin' their eyes 'cause
I'm so white n' nerdy
Just because I'm white n' nerdy
Just because I'm white n' nerdy
All because I'm white n' nerdy
Holy cow I'm white n' nerdy
I wanna bowl with-
the gangsters
but oh well it's obvious I'm
white n' nerdy
Think I'm just too white n' nerdy
Think I'm just too white n' nerdy
I'm just too white n' nerdy
Look at me I'm white n' nerdy!

Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Just The Way You Are - Bruno Mars

Artist: Bruno Mars
Song: Just The Way You Are
Year: 2010
Album: Doo-Wops & Hooligans

Bruno's performance on SNL changed the way I thought about him as an artist.

Lyrics:
Oh, her eyes, her eyes make the stars look like they're not shinin'
Her hair, her hair falls perfectly without her tryin'
She's so beautiful
And I tell her everyday

Yeah, I know, I know when I compliment her, she won't believe me
And it's so, it's so sad to think that she don't see what I see
But every time she asks me do I look okay?
I say

When I see your face
There's not a thing that I would change
'Cause you're amazing
Just the way you are

And when you smile
The whole world stops and stares for awhile
'Cause girl, you're amazing
Just the way you are

Her lips, her lips, I could kiss them all day if she'd let me
Her laugh her laugh, she hates but I think it's so sexy
She's so beautiful
And I tell her everyday

Oh, you know, you know, you know I'd never ask you to change
If perfect's what you're searching for, then just stay the same
So don't even bother asking if you look okay
You know I'll say

When I see your face
There's not a thing that I would change
'Cause you're amazing
Just the way you are

And when you smile
The whole world stops and stares for awhile
'Cause girl, you're amazing
Just the way you are

The way you are
The way you are
Girl, you're amazing
Just the way you are

When I see your face
There's not a thing that I would change
'Cause you're amazing
Just the way you are

And when you smile
The whole world stops and stares for awhile
'Cause girl, you're amazing
Just the way you are, yeah

Monday, May 30, 2011

Four Sticks - Led Zeppelin

Artist: Led Zeppelin
Song: Four Sticks
Year: 1971
Album: Led Zeppelin IV

John Bonham was frustrated with the sound of the drums on this song, so he grabbed a second pair of drumsticks and recorded a take using "four sticks". The take was perfect and was the one used on the song.

Lyrics:
Oh, baby, it's cryin' time, oh, baby, I've got to fly
Got to try to find a way, got to try to get away
'cause you know, I gotta get away from you, babe

Oh, baby, the river's red, aw, baby, in my head
There's a funny feeling goin' on
I don't think I can hold out long

And when the owls cry in the night
Oh, baby, baby, when the pines begin to cry
Baby, baby, baby, how do you feel
If the rivers run dry, baby, how would you feel

Craze, baby, mm, the rainbow's end
Hoo, baby, it's just a den for those who hide
a-hide their loves to depths of lies
and ruined dreams that we all knew so, babe

And when the owls cry in the night
And, baby, when the pines begin to cry
Oh, baby, baby, how do you feel
If the rivers run dry, baby, how will you feel

Ah-ahh, ah-ah-ahh-ay
Ahh-ahh-ahh, ah-ah, ah-ah
Ahh-ah-ah-ahh, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah
Baby, how do you feel

Oh, yeah, brave I endure
Woo, yeah, strong shields and lore
N-they can't hold the wrath of those who walk
in the boots of those who march
baby, through the roads of time so long ago

Ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah, ooh-ooh-oooh, ooh-ooh-oooh-ooh-ooh, yeah
Ah-ah-ah-ha-ah-haa, ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh, ah-ha-ah-ay
Ah-he-ah-haa, ay-ay-ayy-e-ay-ah
Ooh-ooh, hoo-ooh, ooh-ooh, hoo-ooh, oooh-ahh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Sunday, May 29, 2011

Holy Wars... The Punishment Due - Megadeth

Artist: Megadeth
Song: Holy Wars... The Punishment Due
Year: 1990
Album: Rust In Peace

One of the fan favorites from a very underrated album.

Lyrics:
Brother will kill brother
Spilling blood across the land
Killing for religion
Something I don't understand

Fools like me, who cross the sea
And come to foreign lands
Ask the sheep, for their beliefs
Do you kill on God's command?

A country that's divided
Surely will not stand
My past erased, no more disgrace
No foolish naive stand

The end is near, it's crystal clear
Part of the master plan
Don't look now to Israel
It might be your homeland

Holy wars

Upon my podium, as the
Know it all scholar
Down in my seat of judgement
Gavel's bang, uphold the law
Up on my soapbox, a leader
Out to change the world
Down in my pulpit as the holier
Than-thou-could-be-messenger of God

Wage the war on organized crime
Sneak attacks, repel down the rocks
Behind the lines
Some people risk to employ me
Some people live to destroy me
Either way they die. they die

They killed my wife and my baby,
With hopes to enslave me
First mistake... last mistake
Paid by the alliance, to slay all the giants
Next mistake... no more mistakes!

Fill the cracks in, with judicial granite
Because I don't say it, don't mean I ain't thinkin' it
Next thing you know, they'll take my thoughts away
I know what I said, now I must scream of the overdose
And the lack of mercy killings
mercy killings
mercy killings
killings!!
killings!!
killings!!
next thing you know
they'll take my thoughts away!

Saturday, May 28, 2011

Lovin' Every Minute Of It - Loverboy

Artist: Loverboy
Song: Lovin' Every Minute Of It
Year: 1985
Album: Lovin' Every Minute Of It

Would a band care so much that a cover band is badly playing one of their hits, that they march over to the small venue with a mob and play a different song? Apparently so. I think that's a safety violation with that many people in the elevator. A typical over-the-top escalating mob scene eighties video with groan inducing humor thrown in.

Lyrics:
I'm not man or machine
I'm just something in between
(Whoa-oa-whoa-oh-whoa)
I'm all love, a dynamo
So push the button and let me go
(Whoa-oa-whoa-oh-whoa)
You want me to come alive
Just flick the switch into overdrive
You and me can let it be
Ready-Aim-Fire

Touch that dial - Turn me on
Start me like a motor, make me run
Lovin' every minute of it
Lovin' every minute of it
Turn that dial all the way
Shoot me like a rocket into space
Lovin' every minute of it
Lovin' every minute of it
Lovin' every minute of it C'mon

I got fun, you want some
I'm ever ready, Dr. Love
(Whoa-oa-whoa-oh-whoa)
I'm antenna, aerial
I'm tunin' in I'm outta control
(Whoa-oa-whoa-oh-whoa)
You got love, you got a deal
You wanna drive then take the wheel
You and me can let it be
Ready-Aim-Fire

Touch that dial - Turn me on
Start me like a motor, make me run
Lovin' every minute of it
Lovin' every minute of it
Turn that dial all the way
Shoot me like a rocket into space
Lovin' every minute of it
Lovin' every minute of it
Lovin' every minute of it Alright

Oh, You want me to come alive
Just flick the switch into overdrive
You and me can let it be
Ready-Aim-Fire

Touch that dial - Turn me on
Start me like a motor, make me run
Lovin' every minute of it
Lovin' every minute of it
Turn that dial all the way
Shoot me like a rocket into space
Lovin' every minute of it
Lovin' every minute of it
Lovin' every minute of it
Lovin' every minute of it

C'mon and Touch that dial - Turn me on
Start me like a motor, make me run
Turn that dial all the way
Shoot me like a rocket into space
Lovin' every minute of it (Ow-ow-ow!)
Lovin' every minute of it

Whoa-oa-whoa-oh-whoa

Friday, May 27, 2011

Hard Sun - Eddie Vedder

Artist: Eddie Vedder
Song: Hard Sun
Year: 2007
Album: Into The Wild

This Indio cover was a hit for Eddie Vedder.

Lyrics:
When I walk beside her
I am the better man
When I look to leave her
I always stagger back again

Once I built an ivory tower
So I could worship from above
When I climb down to be set free
She took me in again

There's a big
A big hard sun
Beating on the big people
In a big hard world

When she comes to greet me
She is mercy at my feet
And I, I see her inner charm
She just throws it back at me

Once I dug an early grave
To find a better land
She just smiled and laughed at me
And took her rules back again

There's a big
A big hard sun
Beating on the big people
In a big hard world

Oh, there's a big
A big hard sun
Beating on the big people
In a big hard world

When I go to cross that river
She is comfort by my side
When I try to understand
She just opens up her hands

There's a big
A big hard sun
Beating on the big people
In a big hard world

Once I stood to lose her
When I saw what I had done
Bowed down and threw away the hours
Of her garden and her sun

So I tried to warn her
I turned to see her weep
Forty days and forty nights
And it's still coming down on me

There's a big
A big hard sun
Beating on the big people
In a big hard world

Oh, there's a big
A big hard sun
Beating on the big people
In a big hard world

Oh, there's a big
A big hard sun
Beating on the big people
In a big hard world

Oh, there's a big
A big hard sun
Beating on the big people
In a big hard world

There's a big
A big hard sun
Beating on the big people
In a big hard world

Oh, there's a big
A big hard sun
Beating on the big people
In a big hard world

There's a big
A big hard sun
Beating on the big people
In a big hard world

There's a big
A big hard sun
Beating on the big people
In a big hard world

There's a big
A big hard sun
Beating on the big people
In a big hard world

Thursday, May 26, 2011

Open The Door, Richard! - Louis Jordan

Artist: Louis Jordan
Song: Open The Door, Richard!
Year: 1946
Album: Open The Door, Richard! (Single)

Lyrics:
Open the door, Richard
Open the door and let me in
Open the door, Richard
Richard, why don't you open that door

I met old Zeke standin' on the corner the other day
That cat sure was booted with the liquor
(He was what?)
He was abnoxicated
(He was what?)
He was inebriated
(He was what?)
Well, he was just plain drunk
(Well, alright then!)

He was sure salty with the bartender
The bartender's tryin to make him by another drink
Zeke told the bartender, "There ain't no need of me buyin' no
drinks when everyone else is buyin them. I'm goin' to drink to
everybody's health, till I ruin my own"

Open the door, Richard!
Why don't he know who he's throwin' outta that joint?
Why I'll go back in that joint and take a short stick and bust
it down to the ground!
Open the door, Richard!
But I hate to be caught out on the street like this cause it makes you look common
And I know I ain't common cause I got
class I ain't never used yet
But I guess I better get on in the house 'cause I don't want
my Pastor to catch me out like this
Open the door, Richard!

Now look at that old woman across the street
Done stuck her head outta the window callin' her sister
Look at her and her sister sayin, "Ain't that him, ain't that him?"
Yes, it's me! And I'm drunk again!
Open the door, Richard!

I know he's in there 'cause I got on the clothes
They can't throw him out 'cause I owe just as much back rent here as he
does
Imagine that old woman chargin' us three dollars a month and gettin'
mad cause we twelve months in the arears
Come meetin' me last Thursday sayin, "Ain't you boys goin to give
me some back rent?"
I told her she'd be lucky if she got some front rent
Open the door, Richard!

Hey Richard, open the door!
'Cause I'm standin' here scratchin' in my pants pocket
And standin' here gropin' in my coat pocket
And standin' here feelin' in my shirt pocket
And I can't find the key
Hey open the door, Richard!

Open the door, Richard
Open the door and let me in
Open the door, Richard
Richard, why don't you open that door
Open the door, Richard

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Cathy's Clown - Everly Brothers

Artist: Everly Brothers
Song: Cathy's Clown
Year: 1960
Album: Cathy's Clown (Single)

This appeared as a single in 1960, before being released on the album A Date with The Everly Brothers in 1961.

Lyrics:
Don't want your love any more
Don't want your kisses, that's for sure
I die each time I hear this sound
Here he comes, that's Cathy's clown

I've got to stand tall, you know a man can't crawl
For when he knows you're telling lies
And he hears them passing by
He's not a man at all

Don't want your love any more
Don't want your kisses, that's for sure
I die each time I hear this sound
Here he comes, that's Cathy's clown

When you see me shed a tear
And you know that it's sincere
Don't you think it's kind of sad, that you're treating me so bad?
Or don't you even care?

Don't want your love any more
Don't want your kisses , that's for sure
I die each time I hear this sound
Here he comes, that's Cathy's clown
That's Cathy's clown, that's Cathy's clown

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Angry Chair - Alice In Chains

Artist: Alice In Chains
Song: Angry Chair
Year: 1992
Album: Dirt

One of the few songs written entirely by Layne Staley.

Lyrics:
Sitting on an angry chair
Angry walls that steal the air

Stomach hurts and I don't care
What do I see across the way, hey
See myself molded in clay, oh
Stares at me, yeah I'm afraid, hey
Changing the shape of his face, aw yeah

Candles red I have a pair
Shadows dancing everywhere
Burning on the angry chair

Little boy made a mistake, hey
Pink cloud has now turned to gray, oh
All that I want is to play, hey
Get on your knees, time to pray, oh

I don't mind, yeah
I don't mind, I-I-I
Lost my mind, yeah
But I don't mind, I-I-I
Can't find it anywhere
But I don't mind, I-I-I

Corporate prison, we stay, hey
I'm a dull boy, work all day, oh
So I'm strung out anyway, hey

Loneliness is not a phase
Field of pain is where I graze
Serenity is far away

Saw my reflection and cried, hey
So little hope that I died, oh
Feed me your lies, open wide, hey
Weight of my heart, not the size, oh

I don't mind, yeah
I don't mind, I-I-I
Lost my mind, yeah
But I don't mind, I-I-I
Can't find it anywhere
But I don't mind, I-I-I

Pink cloud has now turned to gray
All that I want is to play
Get on your knees time to pray, boy

Monday, May 23, 2011

Dumb Blonde - Dolly Parton

Artist: Dolly Parton
Song: Dumb Blonde
Year: 1967
Album: Hello, I'm Dolly

Dolly's first hit song. The start of a great career.

Lyrics:
Don't try to cry your way out of this
Don't try to lie or I'll catch you in it
Don't try to make me feel sorry for you
Just because I'm blonde
Don't think I'm dumb
Cause this dumb blonde ain't nobody's fool

When you left you thought I'd sit
An' you thought I'd wait
An' you thought I'd cry
You called me a dumb blonde
Ah, but somehow I lived through it
And you know if there's one thing this blonde has learned
Blondes have more fun

You flew too high up off the ground
It's stormy wheater an' had to come back down
But I've found new thread for my old spool
Just because I'm blonde
Don't think I'm dumb
Cause this dumb blonde ain't nobody's fool

When you left you thought I'd sit
An' you thought I'd wait
An' you thought I'd cry
You called me a dumb blonde
Ah, but somehow I lived through it
And you know if there's one thing this blonde has learned
Blondes have more fun

You flew too high up off the ground
It's stormy wheater an' had to come back down
But I've found new thread for my old spool
Just because I'm blonde
Don't think I'm dumb
Cause this dumb blonde ain't nobody's fool

Sunday, May 22, 2011

Blow My Fuse - Kix

Artist: Kix
Song: Blow My Fuse
Year: 1988
Album: Blow My Fuse

More 80s innuendo from metal bands.

Lyrics:
Shut up
Do it

Come on start a fire
In my electric chair
Baby cross my wires
Light up my hair
Overload my circuits
let me feel the juice
make me an offer
that I can't refuse

Blow my fuse
(Hey hey)You got nothing to lose
Blow my fuse
I need a good shot
I can't give it to you
On electric cruise
Blow my fuse
You light my light I'll light you

Baby shake my tower
Get it while it's hot
Baby feel my power
Fifty thousand watts
Come on feel the voltage
Light thick and through
From the whites of my eyeballs
To the souls of my shoes

Blow my fuse
(Hey hey)You got nothing to lose
Blow my fuse
I need a good shot
I can't give it to you
On electric cruise
Blow my fuse

Hot wired
Get fired
Ooo baby watch it glow
Give me action
Satisfaction
Babe I'm ready for an overload

Plug me in like electric light
It's a rock and roll show tonight

Blow my fuse
(Hey hey)You got nothing to lose
Blow my fuse
I need a good shot
I can't give it to you
Blow my fuse
(Hey hey)You got nothing to lose
Blow my fuse
I need a hot spark
I can't give it to you
Blow my fuse
Got nothing to lose
Blow my fuse
Can't give it to you
Blow my fuse
Got nothing to lose
Blow my fuse
Can't give it to you
Blow my fuse

Saturday, May 21, 2011

Lick It Up - KISS

Artist: KISS
Song: Lick It Up
Year: 1983
Album: Lick It Up

More really deep lyrics from KISS.

Lyrics:
Yeah, yeah

Don't wanna wait 'til you know me better
Let's just be glad for the time together
Life's such a treat and it's time you taste it
There ain't a reason on earth to waste it
It ain't a crime to be good to yourself

Lick it up, lick it up, (o-o-oooh) it's only right now
Lick it up, lick it up, (o-o-oooh) whoo yeah
Lick it up, lick it up, (o-o-oooh) come on, come on
Lick it up, lick it up (o-o-oooh)

Ooh!

Don't need to wait for an invitation
You gotta live like you're on vacation
There's something sweet you can't buy with money - lick it up (whoa), lick it up
It's all you need, so believe me honey
It ain't a crime to be good to yourself

Lick it up, lick it up, (o-o-oooh) it's only right now
Lick it up, lick it up, (o-o-oooh) ooh yeah
Lick it up, lick it up, (o-o-oooh) come on, come on
Lick it up, lick it up (o-o-oooh)

Come on - it's only right now (it's only right now)
Ooh yeah (ooh yeah) ooh yeah (ooh yeah)
Yeah, yeah!

Whoa.........................

Whoa!

Lick it up, lick it up, (o-o-oooh) it's only right now
Lick it up, lick it up, (o-o-oooh) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)
Lick it up, lick it up, (o-o-oooh) come on, come on
Lick it up, lick it up (o-o-oooh) whoa
Lick it up, lick it up, (o-o-oooh) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)
Lick it up, lick it up, (o-o-oooh) come on, come on

Friday, May 20, 2011

In Dreams - Roy Orbison

Artist: Roy Orbison
Song: In Dreams
Year: 1963
Album: In Dreams

This song was used to great effect in the movie Blue Velvet.

Lyrics:
A candy-colored clown they call the sandman
Tiptoes to my room every night
And just to sprinkle stardust and to whisper
Go to sleep, everything is all right

I close my eyes, then I drift away
Into the magic night, I softly say
A silent prayer like dreamers do
Then I fall asleep to dream
My dreams of you

In dreams I walk with you
In dreams I talk to you
In dreams you're mine all of the time
We're together in dreams
In dreams

But just before the dawn
I awake and find you gone
I can't help it, I can't help it, if I cry
I remember that you said goodbye

It's too bad that all these things
Can only happen in my dreams
Only in dreams
In beautiful dreams