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THE CLASH: Clash City Rockers
"An' I wanna move the town to the clash city rockers
You need a little jump of electrical shockers
You better leave town if you only wanna knock us.
Nothing stands the pressure of the clash city rockers.You see the rate they come down the escalator
Now listen to the tube train accelerator
Then you realise that you got to have a purpose
Or this place is gonna knock you out sooner or later. So don't complain about your useless employment."
SUBHUMANS: Time Flies
can you hear the sound of people laughing because they think they know it all? where they've been and where they're going as if they themselves had written on the wall the assuredness that power and money give them their fate decided by their parents' cash the crank that gives them temporary laughter by saying "time flies but aeroplanes crash" they can laugh off anything they can't relate to until the day before the day they die when suddenly they long for past existence and claim the right to forever stay alive but all things in the present are outdated and everything must someday fade away our actions are all transient and fated and tomorrow isn't just another day can you hear the sound of people crying because once they thought they knew it all? and now their self-assurances are dying as time erodes the writing on the wall don't take everything for granted exist as if the moment was your last don't wait complacently for your future don't live in memories of things gone past live in awareness of the fact you're alive enjoy it while you got it as the time goes by
AFI: Perfect Fit
"what was it i was thinking, or was i even thinking at all? when i think of what i thought back then, then i'm ashamed; and i'm appalled that i gave up all i was so easily. living your life is not for me. i won't be sedated, i won't be sedated! give me a little taste and i know i won't want more. i won't be sedated, stability is overrated. give me the disorder i adore."
THE RAMONES:I DON'T WANNA GET INVOLVED WITH YOU:
"i don't wanna get involved with you that's not what i wanna do come knocking on my door i'm gonna knock you on the floor"
DASHBOARD CONFESSIONAL: Screaming Infidelities
I'm missing your bed, I never sleep. Avoiding the spots where we'd have to speak, and this bottle of beast is taking me home. I'm cuddling close to blankets and sheets. You're not alone and you're not discreet. You make sure I know, who's taking you home. I'm reading your note over again. There is not a word that I comprehend, except when you signed it "I will love you always and forever." As for now I'm gonna hear the saddest songs and sit alone and wonder, how you're making out, but as for me I wish that I was anywhere with anyone making out. I'm missing your laugh, how did it break? And when did your eyes begin to look fake? I hope you're as happy as you are pretending. I'm missing your bed, I never sleep. Avoiding the spots where we'd have to sleep. And this bottle of beast is taking me home. Your hair. It's everywhere. Screaming infidelities. Taking it's wear.
THE JULIANA THEORY: Understand The Dream Is Over
Here is my new disposition. You're about to understand. Our theory is only obvious to the skeptical, and at the bitter end. You're staring at a white page and the print is plain to see. Now turn the page and read what's written. It's your history. Do you understand? The dream is over. You haven't slept in years. Don't be looking for answers. You're better following trails. The dream is over. You haven't slept in years. Don't be looking for answers. You're better following trails. You're staring at a black screen. Your body starts to tense. When two plus two is five or less it's time to question common sense. Silence is a secret, a weapon in disguise. Listen to the silence. Open up your eyes. Do you understand? Do you decide what you hear and believe? Tell me who makes your mind up for you. Do you believe what you see to be true? Can you tell me who owns the truth? Who bought the truth? What is your disposition? Here is my new disposition. You're about to understand. Our theory is only obvious to the skeptical and at the bitter end.
THE ANNIVERSAY: D in Detroit
The D In Detroit
Feeling the time peel away at my life again. As memories combine, not sure where I've ever been. Because it's the D in Detroit which scares me to no end. I'll count to en. When liveing this down makes so much sense. We collide and onward we do fly, onward until we hit again. I kept your picture locked behind the eye those weeks when our distance grew. Drove north where I found you waiting in Des Moines and thanking god I'm not losing you. And girl I hope you're not alone, and sleep through this weather. And girl I hope you're hwhole again, because back home we'll sleep better.
ALKALINE TRIO:Crawl
Waking up, zeroed in on medicine. Am I waking up at all today? Seeing lights, feeling pain. There's my cure on ice. I can walk but I will crawl there...I will crawl there. Sitting straight, feeling faint. An exhausted smile screens my words but I will hear them. Here's a phrase that we all know but I can't make sense. I don't know words but I will hear them...I still hear them. Never ran away for the sake of scars, tried not to move but she was armed and shots were fired. Now a hole in the head of this wounded liar. Never had a drink that I didn't like, got a taste of you, threw up all night. I got more sick with every sour second rate kiss everything I would never miss again. I don't know who your boyfriend is.
THE GETUP KIDS:Valentine
It's words you forget to anniversary songs. The bottles bite back, your tolerance wrong. Your good intentions count for little anymore. If you're sorry, why wage war? I'm not fully convinced that there's something wrong with this. Could another point of view, biased and untrue, tear me away from you? Will you be my valentine if I'm a world away? Apologies are breaking me. The constants aren't so constant anymore. For two days I wait for calls to come through. Tonight for me translates to yesterday to you. You band and you wave when you're barely away. I wish I could say tonight that when you bend and wave good-bye, you'd take me with you.
HOT ROD CIRCUIT: Pharmacist
Lie awake wondering if things could have been much different. Second chance, what's become of a friendship if you call this one. Stayed in touch, stood behind. Well I gave you space and you invade mine. Everyone makes mistakes. Want to call and catch up but no matter what, I know you still suck. Took the drugs from my friends. Whatever were you thinking? Stayed in touch, stood behind. Well I gave you space and you invade mine. Everyone makes mistakes. You let me down for the last time. Truth prevails and there's nothing you can hide. So I wash my hands of you. I'm getting on with my life. The shit remains the same. It's no different in this stupid world we know.
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THE PROMISE RING:B Is For Bethlahem
Your neck is craned a lazy quarter of the distance down your back, creating a reason for the blood to go there. To know now my only veins are your hands across my back where you're resting. Where you rest broke from the sins of our shoulders to struggle and end. Run it's motors to waters and everything follows. Cried at the funeral because you can go anywhere To be hallowed by thy name and mine name our's. I'm dying to try to stop the wind. Leave the leaves left and leave to be hollowed by thy name and mine name our's. It's hour to where B is for Bethlehem wher Jesus was a fisherman. I know he starts and finishes men but I don't know why. Jesus was a fisherman, fishing men from the devil's hands, so the devil was made red to live a damned life. And the red in your face is touchable to the blues and the muscles in a memory. Where I have lost my voice and I smell like paste again. Where we'll be resting, when we rest. my bends bend my anchor to pull people out of the bible to stand in the rain and bw where B is for Bethlehem.
RUFIO: She Cries
She Cries
Gone again she said, heading for the longest road. One too many times, he has beaten you down to the bone. So you sail away into the unknown. Stay away he said, don't ever come back home. She cries away her days that last so long all alone. Stay away. Weakend from the pain that he left inside her heart Fallen in the rain, her whole life has fallen apart. Alone she cries, filled with hate inside. No love, no life, without that loser who once said, "here's your kiss goodbye." See... this is real...but she doesn't feel lonely hearts. Shattered dreams. There's ntohing better in this place. Nothing but memories in your head.
SMALL BROWN BIKE:Zerosum
Up and down just to see you smile with a cup of tea. I've seen better days today I thought about giving up on me but the comfort still remains. A walk in the rain passing by your window, I asked myself,"Is she dead?" holding you in my arms crying in the rain, I said nothing. I woke up by a phone call from my mom, I tried not to cry. Say to me it's okay, she said it's okay then I remembered that I saw your eyes and not the rain. Your family cried, your friends all cried, I finally cried when I realized what love is. Sitting on the bathroom floor asking "why?" I think your stronger for wanting to stay alive. All of a sudden I thought you were leaving, didn't you know you gave me something to believe in? You kept me breathing when my times were down. The last time I saw you I took a good look at the sky, and you told me something. I should have said something, then I remembered that I saw your eyes and not the rain.
SAVES THE DAY:NIghtingale
And I will flail under these lights that seep down from the bitter sky tonight and I will kick and beat my wrists togeather and feel an ocean breathing waves, feel them licking at my face. Ceilings don't exist and there are no floors beneath me. If I were king of this night, would you become my queen? And I hope, Your Majesty, that you like your position. I'll do everything I can to keep you by my side and I'll stare off through the darkness to find us a kingdom. Just kiss me before I go. I'll have to walk a thousand miles just to find the ground deserving of your feet. You could throw me down and walk on me and I'd just look on through my love and through the haze. The nightingales are singing now. They're calling out our marriage to our subjects on their knees. Their jewelry is thrown into the air. They sigh at the release as their shackles hit the ground. The trumpets call out now. We're home at last.
THURSDAY:Paris In Flames
Now is the time to wrap our fears in the night, and on the first day we'll dress this city in flames. After all the things you say, you hate me for being this way. Still you won't let go of old ideals. There is no headline to read at night when the record skips and you're not holding the needle. We all sing the songs of separation and we watch our lives bleed out through our hands. That's how it was on the first day we saw Paris in flames. I think it's gonna rain, rain down. Here in this collapsed lung of a borough there is no sunlight. The sunlight is manufactured in a windowless room distant and incoherent. Businessmen hang themselves. The lower east side is a jukebox playing the deadman's crescendo. The needle is a vector - an intersection that we all must cross, a dimly lit hallway where shadows of moths decorate the walls - discard this message - burn this city down. Discard this message, throw this bottle back into the ocean, rip this page from the history book, smash all the street signs, erase all the maps, forget my name, forget my face, because it's gonna rain, and it never ends.
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