Music:
Danielson Famile
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Priceless
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NEGATIVLAND Gimme The Mermaid
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RACONTEURS
Steady As She Goes ..
diverse collection of noise
It's a motherfucker being here without you
Oh there was a woman and she lived on her own, She slaved on her own and she skivvied on her own, She'd two little girls and two little boys -- And she lived all alone with her husband. For her husband he was a hunk of a man A chunk of a man and a drunk of a man, He was a hunk of a drunk and a skunk of a man Such a boozing, bruising husband. For he would come home drunk each night, He thrashed her black, he thrashed her white; He thrashed her, too, within an inch of her life, Then he slept like a log, did her husband. One night she gathered her tears all round her shame She thought of the bruising and cried with the pain, Oh, you'll not do that ever again, I won't live with a drunken husband. But as he lay and snored in bed, A strange old thought came into her head, She went for the needle, went for the thread, And went straight in to her sleeping husband. And she started to stitch with a girlish thrill With a woman's heart and a seamstress' skill, She bibbed and tucked with an iron will, All around her sleeping husband. Oh, the top sheet, the bottom sheet, too, The blanket stitched to the mattress through, She stitched and stitched for the whole night through Then she waited for the dawn and her husband. And when her husband woke with a pain in his head, He found that he could not move in bed, Sweet Christ, I've lost the use of me legs! But this wife just smiled at her husband. For in her hand she held the frying pan With a flutter in her heart she given him a lam; He could not move but he cried, ....God damn!'' ....Don't you swear,'' she cried to her husband. Then she thrashed him black, she thrashed him blue, With the frying pan and the colander too, With the rolling pin just a stroke or two Such a battered and bleeding husband. She said, ....If you ever come home drunk any more, I'll stitch you in, I'll thrash you more, Then I'll pack my bag and I'll be out the door, I'll not live with a drunken husband.'' So isn't it true what small can do With a thread and a thought and a stitch or two? He's wiped his slate and his boozing's through It's goodbye to a drunken husband.
If This Were A Dictatorship
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its over before it starts oh don't you know hold your marks and stand by ready to go from london to new york, montreal, tokyo i see visions of her everywhere i go what have i become now that im alone i just looking for a way of breaking through these walls i just looking for a place that i can call my home is anybody out there got a soul i just looking for love, girl the girl with a heart of gold she over turns once again with her champagne taste she goes straight down the rat hole with her total recklessness and a tomorrow will come on through and i got nothing but a pain nothing but a silhouette girl met her in the darkness i say... what have i become now that im all alone i just looking for a way of breaking through these walls i just looking for a place i can call my home is anybody out there got a soul i just looking for love, girl the girl with a heart of gold im at the corner, i started all over i've been hunting in all my years it was always a blast and i dream of this girl yeah ??? what have i become now that im all alone i just looking for a way of breaking through these walls i just looking for a place i can call my home is anybody out there got a soul i just looking for love, girl the girl with a heart of gold.
I'm the someone who knew something they are not telling pre-September I lean on those in the loop to help them unremember I was there when we landed on the moon in a studio in Kentucky in June I've got Kennedy's brain in a jar If you knew what I knew you wouldn't laugh so hard I was in Paris in the underpass I'm the FO-sponsored supergrass I'm Charlie Thrush in Minnesota and I smuggled Hep across the border stole Danny casoloro's memoirs put acid in your reservoirs I'm Ron Brown's body on a T-43 and I hid those missing WMD's
received wisdom - the common knowledge is often wrong They're telling lies to cover for me That's right it was all me I did their dirty work every time and some other sucker always got the blame all of 'em from Kennedy to Diana Charlie thrush aka Timothy Leary sings like a bird that was the lie
Hepatitis B was flooding the states so we shipped it wholesale over the border of Canada Dont believe me? check the deleted records Ron Brown just what was in that briefcase? I'd love to find out but I'm too busy right now 'Stop complaining'
Become The Media
I am an antichrist I am an anarchist Dont know what I want but I know how to get it I wanna destroy the passer by cos iI wanna be anarchy ! No dogs bodyAnarchy for the USA its coming sometime and maybe I give a wrong time stop a trafic line Your future dream is a shopping scheme cos iI wanna be anarchy ! In the cityHow many ways to get what you want I use the best I use the rest I use the enemy I use anarchy cos iI wanna be anarchy ! The only way to be !Is this the m.p.l.a Or is this the u.d.a Or is this the i.r.a I thought it was the USA or just Another country Another council tenancyI wanna be an anarchist Oh what a name Get pissed destroy !
Black September
Guided By Voices
The Woggles
Vision
The Flakes
The Spinns
Hollywood Sinners
Velvet Monkeys
Missing Teens
THE POUGES YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH ..
