RKMBs Forums .::Important::. off topic and offensive posts Mr. E's Beautiful Blues

the Eels

The smokestack is spitting black soot into the
sunny sky
The load on the road brings a tear to the
Indian's eye
The elephant won't forget what it's like inside
his cage
The ringmaster's telecaster sings on an empty
stage

Ahah
God damn right it's a beautiful day
Ahah
God damn right it's a beautiful day
Ahah

Ooooh

The girl with the curls and the sweet big
ribbon in her hair
She's crawling out the window 'cause her daddy
just don't care
Come on

Ahah
God damn right it's a beautiful day
Ahah
God damn right it's a beautiful day
Ahah

The clown with the frown driving down to the
sidewalk fair
Finger on the trigger let me tell you he is
quite a scare

Ahah
God damn right it's a beautiful day
Ahah
God damn right it's a beautiful day
Ahah

Uhuh

The kids flip their lids when their ears hear
that crazy sound
My neighbour digs the flavour still he's moving
to another town
And I don't believe he'll come back

God damn right it's a beautiful day
Ahah
God damn right it's a beautiful day
Ahah

And I don't know how you're taking all the shit
you see
You don't believe anyone but most of all openly
agree

God damn right it's a beautiful day
Ahah
God damn right it's a beautiful day
Ahah
God damn right it's a beautiful day
Ahah
God damn right it's a beautiful day
Ahah

U2 rawks

Xanadu
Olivia Newton-John

A place where nobody dared to go,
the love that we came to know
They call it Xanadu

And now, open your eyes and see,
what we have made is real
We are in Xanadu

A million lights are dancing and there you are, a shooting star
An everlasting world and you're here with me, eternally

Chorus:
Xanadu, Xanadu, (now we are here) in Xanadu
Xanadu, Xanadu, (now we are here) in Xanadu

Xanadu, your neon lights will shine for you, Xanadu

The love, the echoes of long ago,
you needed the world to know
They are in Xanadu

The dream that came through a million years
That lived on through all the tears, it came to Xanadu

A million lights are dancing and there you are, a shooting star
An everlasting world and you're here with me, eternally

chorus

Now that I'm here, now that you're near in Xanadu
Now that I'm here, now that you're near in Xanadu, Xanadu

Tell me more,tell me more

the cure | the lovecats

We move like cagey tigers
We couldn't get closer than this
The way we walk
The way we talk
The way we stalk
The way we kiss
We slip through the streets
While everyone sleeps
Getting bigger and sleeker
And wider and brighter
We bite and scratch and scream all night
Let's go and throw
All the songs we know...

Into the sea
You and me
All these years and no one heard
I'll show you in spring
It's a treacherous thing
We missed you hissed the lovecats

We're so wonderfully wonderfully wonderfully
Wonderfully pretty!
Oh you know that I'd do anything for you...
We should have each other to tea huh?
We should have each other with cream
Then curl up by the fire
And sleep for awhile
It's the grooviest thing
It's the perfect dream

Into the sea
You and me
All these years and no one heard
I'll show you in spring
It's a treacherous thing
We missed you hissed the lovecats

We're so wonderfully wonderfully wonderfully
Wonderfully pretty!
Oh you know that I'd do anything for you...
We should have each other to dinner huh?
We should have each other with cream
Then curl up in the fire
Get up for awhile
It's the grooviest thing
It's the perfect dream

Hand in hand
Is the only way to land
And always the right way round
Not broken in pieces
Like hated little meeces...
How could we miss
Someone as dumb as this?

I love you... let's go...
Oh... solid gone...
How could we miss
Someone as dumb as this?

Stinkfist
Tool
Something has to change.
Un-deniable dilemma.
Boredom's not a burden
Anyone should bear.

Constant over stimu-lation numbs me
and I wouldn't have
It any other way.

It's not enough.
I need more.
Nothing seems to satisfy.
I don't want it.
I just need it.
To feel, to breathe, to know I'm alive.

Finger deep within the borderline.
Show me that you love me and that we belong together.
Relax, turn around and take my hand.

I can help you change
Tired moments into pleasure.
Say the word and we'll be
Well upon our way.

Blend and balance
Pain and comfort
Deep within you
Till you will not have me any other way.

It's not enough.
I need more.
Nothing seems to satisfy.
I don't want it.
I just need it.
To feel, to breathe, to know I'm alive.

Knuckle deep inside the borderline.
This may hurt a little but it's something you'll get used to.
Relax. Slip away.

Something kinda sad about
the way that things have come to be.
Desensitized to everything.
What became of subtlety?

How can it mean anything to me
If I really don't feel anything at all?

I'll keep digging till
I feel something.

Elbow deep inside the borderline.
Show me that you love me and that we belong together.
Shoulder deep within the borderline.
Relax. Turn around and take my hand.

U-Mass
Pixies
In the sleepy west ofthe woody east
is a valley full, full o' pioneer
we're not just kids, to say the least
we got ideas to us that's dear
like capitalist, like communist
like lots of things you've heard about
and redneckers they get us pissed
and stupid stuff it makes us shout
oh dance with me oh don't be shy
oh kissme cunt and kiss me cock
oh kiss the world oh kiss the sky
oh kiss my ass oh let it rock
of the april birds and the may bee
oh baby
university
of massachusetts, please
and here's the last five
it's educational
it's educational
it's educational
it's educational
it's educational.

Do some Sugar Cubes!

Later.

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The Sundays
The Finest Hour

oh-and the world it shows me up
my clothes they show me up
I never knew this before
my finest hour that I've ever known
was finding a pal in the underground

oh-and my words came stumbling out
then I went tumbling out
I've never been hit before
and the finest hour that I've ever known was finding a pal in the
underground

and I'll keep hoping you are the same as me and I'll send you letters and
come to your house for tea we are who we are what do the others know? but
poetry is not for me
so show me the way to go home

oh-and the words came stumbling out of my mouth and I went tumbling out
but I'll keep hoping you are the same as me and I'll send you letters and
come to your house for tea we are who we are what do the others know? but
poetry is not for me so show me the way to go oh, I'm going home

but I'll keep hoping you are the only one yes and I'll send you letters
wouldn't it be such fun? we are who we are whatever the others say? but
poetry is not for me
& much as I'd like to stay
oh I just want to go home

you're you're you're...should've been you
should've been you you you
it should've been you too, you too, you too
it should've been you you you
you should've felt safer safer
when you came in and sat down
ooh you too,you too,you too

ok

Fuck Buddy
the Pansy Division

He's not a lover
He's not a one night stand
He's someone in between
To lend the occasional hand
Not much in common
But a physical attrection
We only rendevous
When we need some erotic action
Fuck buddy, fuck buddy
There's a right time
And a right place for a
Fuck buddy
Emotion tangles
No problem here
A temporary arrangement
The situation's clear
But there's still affection
It's not totally hit and run
We just limit our feelings
To what we do
When the pants are down
Someday i'll find a guy
Who means something more
But that's not what
This kind of relationship is for
Down and dirty
Hot and squirty
It's almost poetry
The way his hair hangs down
When he's on top of me

Mr. E? Do you post on ConsumptionJunction?

OK, I believe you.