/ / / / / / // / // /// / / /Television brought me up* // / / //by Etta Saunder`s brother from the Avocados// / / /
I suppose when I was young, I was never to bright
It was then I saw the issue just in black and white
Then i saw my own reflection in the cornflake plate
I never had a freckle, a freckle on my face
They say it`s like a mother–it`s not–or a caring little brother
Guess what? From a photon to a little white spot
Television was my life; Television brought me up
And when it comes to parties, I always make it wrong
In personal encounters, i always talk too long
Head and shoulders in the corner; I`m a funny kind of guest
My orange lipstick and my bright pink dress
They say it`s like a mother–it`s not–or a caring little brother
Guess what? From a photon to a little white spot
Television was my life; Television brought me up
Now i`m finally sitting in my flat alone
A 12 foot room for a 12 inch home
Whoever comes knocking now`ll be out of luck
The neighbours knocking, banging, shouting: turn it up,
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
They say it`s like a mother–it`s not–or a caring little brother
Guess what? From a photon to a little white spot
Television was my life; Television brought me up
They say it`s like a mother–it`s not–or a caring little brother
Guess what? From a photon to a little white spot
Television was my life; Television brought me up
They say it`s like a mother–it`s not–or a caring little brother
Guess what? From a photon to a little white spot
Television was my life; Television brought me up
/ / / / / / // / // /// / / /Overcome* // / / //by Adrian Nicholas Matthews Thaws aka Tricky // / / /
You sure you want to be with me?
I`ve nothing to give
Won`t lie and say this loving`s best
Whoa, leave us in emotional peace
Mmm, take a walk, take a rest
And taste the rest
Karmacoma
Karmacoma
Don`t wanna be on top of your list
Monopoly improperly kissed
We overcome in 60 seconds
..with the strength we have together
But for now, emotional ties they stay severed
And when there`s trust, there`ll be treats
When we funk, we`ll hear beats
You and her, walking through the suburbs
No, not exactly lovers
You`re a couple, oh, `specially when your bodies double
Duplicate and then you wait
For the next Kuwait
Karmacoma
Karmacoma
Karmacoma
Karmacoma
You sure you want to be with me?
I`ve nothing to give
Won`t lie and say this loving`s best
Whoa, leave us in emotional peace
Mmm, take a walk, take a rest
And taste the rest
Don`t wanna be on top of your list
Monopoly improperly kissed
We overcome in 60 seconds
..with the strength we have together
But for now, emotional ties they stay severed
And when there`s trust, there`ll be treats
When we funk, we`ll hear beats
Karmacoma
Karmacoma
/ / / / / / // / // /// / / /Addiction // / / //a Kanye West inspired ``cover`` incl. the Etta James reference// / / /
Why everything that's supposed to bad
make me feel so good? Everything they told me not to, is exactly what
I would. I tried to stop, I tried the best I could, but you make me
smile.
What's your addiction? Is it fucking?
Is it food? is it greed? I've been afflicted by all three, integral
to society where hedonism is key. high on dopamine, in a rush,
between kush, and a fuck, what constitutes as a drug?
Notifications
Carbohydrates
Infatuations
Random
dates
Stimulants
Pain killers
Crash
diets
Lip fillers
Nicotine
Crack cocaine
Online
shopping
Numbing pain
You make me smile with my heart.
Your
looks are IRRELEVANT.
Your soul is all i want.
You're my
favorite work of art.
you're my favorite work of all.
You're my addiction. You`re the
definition of a drug. No offense, but you are a drug to me.
Abstract dream–beyond the
physical–is what i deem more real than i recall, this world
around with sound, and light and although we have never met before,
that isn`t matter, matters more.
/ / / / / / // / // /// / / /Trasch me // / / //by Malaria! // / / /
The shock in her eyes
Words that echo my thoughts
Your blood in my veins
A subhuman roar
Uh, trash me for my life
Beyond this world that we despise
Uh, you give me such a joy and I -
I kiss the darkest places
And you embrace me like a toy
The shock in her eyes
Rules that we do not need
Your blood on my cheek
A subhuman roar
Uh, trash me for my pleasure
Beyond this walls that we despise
Uh, you give me such a joy and I -
I kiss the darkest places
And you embrace me like a toy
The shock in her eyes
Words that we do despise
Rules that we do not need
Your blood on my cheek
Your blood in my veins
A subhuman roar...
/ / / / / / // / // /// / / /I get out* // / / // by Lauryn Hill and parts Ziggy Marley I guess??// / / /
I`ve just accepted what you said
Keeping me among the dead
The only way to know is to walk then learn and grow
But faith is not your speed
You`ve had everyone believed
That you're the sole authority
Just follow the majority
Afraid to face reality
The system is a joke
You`d be smart to save your soul
and escape is mind control
You spent your life in sacrifice
to a system for the dead
Are you sure? Where is the passion in this living
Are you sure it`s God you serving?
Obligated to a system, getting less then you`re deserving?
Who made up these schools, I say
Who made up these rules, I say
Animal conditioning, just to keep us as a slave
Just get out, this social purgatory
Just get out, these traditions are a lie
Just get out, superstitions killing freedom
Knowing my condition is the reason I must die
Your stinking resolution is no type of solution
Preventing me from freedom; Maintaining your pollution
I won`t support your lie no more; I won`t even try no more
If I have to die, oh Lord; That`s how I choose to live
I won`t be compromised no more; I can't be victimised no more
I just don`t sympathize no more; `cause now I understand
Blinding me through mind control, stealing my eternal soul
Appealing through material, to keep me as your slave
/ / / / / / // / // /// / / />we live in a society // / / /
controlled by mass consumption
democracy is a farce
under conglomerate rule
where ignorance is bliss
in the west world where
self sufficiency is deemed primitive
complete dependency is civilized
where water is getting privatized
like land, everything has its price
about ownership
rather than ethics
and compassion
-on
-passion
-sion
unnatural
un-
unspiritual
unnatural
unspiritual
it is, it is, it is no measure of health
``it is no measure of health
to be well adjusted
to a profoundly sick society`` – Jiddu
Krishnamurti
/ / / / / / // / // /// / / /C O R P O R E A L // / / //by Broadcast // / / /
Under the white chalk
Drawn on the
black board
Under the x-ray
I'm just a vertebrate
Do
that to me
Do that to my anatomy
Do that to me
Do that to my
anatomy
Corporeal... Corporeal...
We are mankind
We are
mannequin
With and without mind
With or without Darwin
Classify
me
The strings of my autonomy
Classify me
The strings of my
autonomy
Corporeal corporeal
A thorny red heart
Around a
thin arm
Inside a white bone
The love is inborn
Close up
to me
Up close to my anatomy
Close up to me
Up close to my
autonomy
Corporeal... Corporeal....
Corporeal....
/ / / / / / // / // /// / / /Tired* // / / //by Fugazi // / / /
out here, I can barely breathe,
surrounded by jealousy and greed.
I can`t be reached, only had one call,
trapped underneath, separate from you all.
this time i lost my return,
in spite of what i learned.
I hid my tracks, spit out all my air,
slipped into cracks, stripped of all my cares.
AaAaAaaAAAaaaahhhhh
aaaaaaaaaaaaaAAaaaaahhhh
I`m so tired. sheep are counting me.
no more struggle, no more energy,
no more patient, you can write that down.
it`s all too crazy. I won`t stick around.
aaaaAAAAAaaAAaAAAh
AAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrggehh
/ / / / / / // / // /// / / /Less of me* // / / //Lydia Lunch (in Teenage Jesus and the jerks, just assuming she wrote it..)// / / /
Brutality borders on the spur of the moment
From here to there I`ll toss you out
I`ve lost touch with so many dimensions
The price you pay for knowing what it`s all about
Sensitivity turns too hard
For the further you go, the deeper entwined
Medicine`s stocked short, bet around forward
Once in a while you need to rewind
Mediocrity is the trick of the business
Pushed and pulled and you`re all out of shape
I ended up just like the next guy
You better watch out, it`s too late
Sensitivity turns too hard
For the further you go, the deeper entwined
Medicine`s stocked short, bet around forward
Once in a while you need to rewind
/ / / / / / // / // /// / / /Very ``Less of me`` inspired // / / /
Fascism is all around;
Fascism is all around;
Fascism is all around;
Fascism is all around </stating the obvious>
Fascism is all around; From here to there they toss you out
Dissociating through the sound; Is why I love to play it loud
Sensitivity has turned too hard;
With society too deep entwined
So you`d better bet around forward or better yet rewind
Or better yet rewind; Better yet rewind; Better yet... rewind
..to communal individuality too fix the lack of authenticity
The lack that created this craven mediocrity, this profoundly sick society
We`re not individuals; We all act the same
Taking no responsibility; Always shifting blame
Fast fashion society; New gadgets on the daily;
No form of sobriety.. Worshipping matter
Instead of our deity; Worshipping matter..
..rather than the deity; The deity, the deity,..
..that lives inside you and me
We don`t act like individuals; We all act the same
Taking no responsibility; We all shift the blame
We`re not individuals; We all act the same
Taking no responsibility; Always shifting blame
By mimicking the status quo; We reap what we sow
As above, so below; And now we have nowhere to go
Redirecting all responsibility; Counterfeiting all culpability
The collective unconscious..
..is consumed by our collective fault
All manmade horrors
Deflected by default
Where is your conscience?
Where is your consciousness?
Where is your conscience?
Where is your consciousness?
...Where is your conscience at? </note to self>
/ / / / / / // / // /// / / /3 days* // / / //Sean McBride
aka Martial Canterel // / / /
It`s hard you exist at the same time
My cold heart, warmed by desire I cannot fight
... You exist at the same time
I fell out of space
When I see your timeless face
Desire turns every night
The loss has turned lust into smite
I want to hold you for three days
I need to hold you for three days
It`s strange you exist at the same time
My cold heart warmed by desire I cannot fight
It`s hard you exist at the same time
A cold hot warmed by desires we cannot fight
But I fell out of space
When I see your timeless face
That I just want to see your charmes
And I just want to die in your arms
And desire brightens every night
The loss of lust turned to smite
And I want to hold you for three days
And I need to hold you for three days
And I need to hold you
And I need to hold you
And I need to hold you
And I need to hold you
But I fell out of space
When I see your timeless face
I just want to resist your charmes
I hope to die right in your arms
`cause I want to hold you
And I want to hold you
I want to hold you for three days
I want to hold you
/ / / / / / // / // /// / / /Waiting for the crisis // / / //Kate Fagan // / / /
we sell guns to all our third world friends
we sell guns, if they will sell us oil
we are waiting, we are waiting
waiting for the crisis, waiting for the crisis
we'll sell nukes, if you will be our friend
we'll sell nukes, if you will sell your oil
we are waiting, we are waiting
waiting for your crisis, waiting for your crisis
we'll sell arms, if you will be our friend
we're waiting for your crisis
we'll sell arms, if we can build a base
we're waiting for the crisis
we are waiting, we are waiting
waiting for your crisis, waiting for the crisis
we sell urianium to offset our deficit
we sell bombs to offset our deficit
we sell nukes to offset our deficit
we sell guns to offset our deficit
we sell plutonium to offset our deficit
we sell arms to offset our deficit
we sell tanks to offset our deficit
we sell hate to offset our deficit.
/ / / / / / // / // /// / / /Self-destruct // / / //Anne Clark// / / /
Suicide is an urban disease
Spread by people and places like these
A quick self destruct from the 21st floor
A smell of gas through the kitchen door
A stab in the back from the workers and bosses
They're counting their gains as you count your losses
As you count your losses
Blow the world apart with the press of a button
We all say it shouldn't but we know it will happen
Again and again like the rain and the ark
Onwards forever eternally dark;
Eternally dark
The grit in your eye soon enters your heart
And all that was strength is just falling apart
We`re jumping from one bed and into another
We`re jumping from one bed and into another
We`re jumping from one bed; Jumping from one bed
Searching; Searching; Searching, but we'll never discover
Never discover
So we go on breeding; Breeding contempt
From all of the repression that this has meant
If the bombs and the fire don't instantly kill
Then the debris from the ashes certainly will;
Certainly will
This place is not my place; This place is not yours
We're set on self destruct for no reason or cause
If the bombs and the fire don't instantly kill
Then the debris from the ashes certainly will;
Certainly will
/ / / / / / // / // /// / / /Title // / / //NAME// / / /
*Full disclosure, most of the lyrics I altered either a lot or a tiny bit.. most often only slightly and also there is also a very good chance some things are just there, because I tend to hear completely different things than what is being said or sung.. I personally do not mind, but just saying.....that I`m not claiming those artists wrote them exactly the way as presented here.. The credits were however more than due, necessary, legally even I think?.. So all the titles with an asteriks contain either deliberate changes or a good chance of potential mistakes.. Oh welll... xoxo