Monday, May 07, 2007

Tadpole - Better Days

Sometimes I feel lonely and I crave human company
I miss sleep it's nice, haven't had much of it 'round here
Sometimes I feel sorrow and there's no way to release it
It wells up inside, don't have no one here with whom to share it,
Except you, you're nice

Sometimes I feel guilty and I wish I could absolve it
I miss peace it's nice, haven't had much of it 'round here lately
I miss peace, it's nice.
I've had better days...

There's no way to break through
I'm trying to break through
'cause I feel in slow-mo
And there's no way to break through
'cause I feel in slo-mo

Sometimes I feel joyous and there's no way to explain it
it burns me inside, never lasts long enough to become a custom
I miss this, it's nice
Sometimes I feel jealous and I'm not sure that I like it,
It hurts me inside, don't quite have the strength in me to remove it,
I miss you, you're nice.

I've had better days...
There's no way to breakthrough...

Sometimes I feel a burden and I wish I could remove me
Do you like me, that's nice
Haven't seen much of me 'round here lately
Do you miss me, that's nice

Sometimes I think I'm drowning and I wish someone would save me
That's not likely now
Don't quite have the strength in me to resist it,
I don't care, it's nice.

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Sunday, May 06, 2007

Supergroove - My Best

So alone
No-one to call my own
I need someone
To make a fuss
Someone to hold
Someone I can trust
Never ever to
Take me for granted
But I'll let them if they must

So alone
No-one to call my own
I need someone to
Stay by me
Someone to fortify me

She's on top of the world
Things have never been better
And I'm glad in a way
Doing my best to forget her

So alone
All the people I've known
Are all tricky
Handshakes and smiles
But in my absence they plot
And conspire
All these people who
Wouldn't piss on me
If they knew I was on fire

So alone
No-one to call my own
I need someone to
Stay by me
Someone to fortify me

She's on top of the world
Things have never been better
And I'm glad in a way
Doing my best to forget her

So alone
No-one to call my own
I need someone to
Stay by me
Someone to mortify me

So alone
No-one to call my own
I need someone to
Stay by me
Someone to crucify me

She's on top of the world
Things have never been better
And I'm glad in a way
Doing my best to forget her
Doing my best to forget her
Doing my best to forget her

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Betchadupa - Lucy's Song

Dreams don't excite you
And I hope that I do
Not much gets past you
But you don't realise what I do
No you don't realise what I do

I grew so close to you
Like friends are supposed to
I laid beside you
But you don't realise what i do
No you don't realise what i do

And now we're off again
My band, i'll stand
The same worries that we bear
Well i care
What matters is the time we share
We share
I only wanna be with you
But i won't lie
There'll come a time
I know you're true
I'll wait for you
When times are hard
Don't fall apart
I'm tied to you
You'll see me soon

The words i sigh
Before i die
We know are true
Cos i love you

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Saturday, May 05, 2007

Don't

The street light exposes the face
The eyes expose the hate
A heart twangs with pain
It's been opened, the gate.


Falling are the tears
The dreams cloud over
All that was forgotton
Comes back ten fold.

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Friday, April 06, 2007

Back Door Please!

It's not often you hear a lady saying that, so every time I hear it I have to stifle a giggle.

And that's all I have to say about that.

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Wednesday, April 04, 2007

The feeling

The flesh of his arms buckled and withered
It appears to live it's own life
Underneath, the blood searing through the spidery blue veins
Swirling health to fingers and toes
Swirling fear, hope, pain, gain.
Temples throbbing
Paraesthesia pulses in his limbs
The feeling won't stop, can't stop
Falls to the floor, hands over his screaming ears
Screaming for help, for to be left alone

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Fuck You!

Sorry, it was the slip of the tongue.

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Monday, April 02, 2007

Damn Skippy!

I first stumbled across this back in 2004. I just read it again, and felt the need to share.213 Things Skippy Can't Do 

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Sunday, April 01, 2007

Vorn - Take Your SUV and Fuck Off

Tsa long long ride from my house to work and the fates lie in wait yeah they lurk round
Each corner at each intersection apocalypse beckons with nasty metal claws
And they screech and skirl and snarl and snap hear the hiss of the valves on the victory lap
And I can't help but hunch up my shoulders and wait for the crunch
Of their impact

They're gonna run me down
Like they run down the chick from The Stereolab
Run down the trees and the seas and the skies
Until all the oil runs dry

In a factory not far away
There's a foreign guy working for minimum wage
Making weapons to keep gasoline prices cheap
So some fucker can afford to run me over
And he'll never know the part he played in my demise

They're gonna run me down
Like they run down the chick from The Stereolab
Run down the trees and the seas and the skies
Until all the oil runs dry

They're gonna run me down
And I will fall like a domino struck by a domino
Fall like all those who will follow will fall till there's no one left alive

They're gonna run me down
Like they run down the chick from The Stereolab
Run down the trees and the seas and the skies
Until all the oil runs dry

They're gonna run me down
And I will fall like a domino struck by a domino
Fall like all those who will follow will fall till there's no one left alive

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Saturday, March 31, 2007

She Looks Pretty Valuable From Here

So I finally did it. Well, finally did a couple of things. One, returned to Bodega (not that finally, but I've been in love with that place for years, despite going there for the first time about a month ago). And two, saw The Dissentors, and got my hands on their EP.

So my mate and I rock up to Bodega and I start on the Amstel (ahhh latest beer of choice - had half a dozen last night), and he on his vodka on the rocks. After a bit, the band walks in, and followed by ALo, who chats with them for a bit before heading to the bar for some drinks. About half an hour later, soundcheck starts.

Their set was good. Energetic, fun, all that kinda stuff. I felt let down a little bit, I wasn't expecting Johnny Deaf to be such a screamer live, but that didn't bother me too much. The tunes I recognised from their MySpace were good, but the standout was definately Red Dice. Red Dice went off in my opinion, and had I been in a better frame of body (ie not in as much pain), I would've been up there with ALo and the others bouncing around. Red Dice has been my favourite track on my phone this week, and tonight just made it favourite for another week I believe.

A little disappointed to not stay around for Odessa. But then, I have no idea what they are like, so, I guess I don't know what I'm missing! That gives me time to search them out for next time.

Now, I get home, and both neighbours are partying it up. Currently one house is "Living On A Prayer" and the other is "Toxic". I knew I didn't like those particular neighbours, and I'll say hi to the others more often. Come on, what Wellingtonian in their mid to late 20s plays Britney? I wish that lot would turn down their music and just leech off the others. I dont much like the "Living On A Toxic Prayer" remix I'm getting.

Anyway, I've decided on a drunken fry up, minus the drunken. Then back to watching my movie. I have a goal of watching about 18 movies this month. Fun fun fun!

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