Song:
1. Hotwax
2. Little One
3. Jackass
4. Deadweight
5. BeerCan
6. Earthquake Weather
7. Cold Brains
8. Asshole
9. Lost Cause
10a. All in YOur Mind
10b. Fuckin W/ my Head
Joined: Sun Oct 17, 2004 12:27 am Posts: 1690 Location: panis et circensis
Yay! A Beck thread!
Albums:
1) Sea Change
2) Guero
3) Mutations
Songs:
1) Golden Age
2) Nobodys Fault But My Own
3) Missing
4) Jack-ass
5) Tropicalia
6) Lonesome Tears
7) Cold Brains
Earthquake Weather
9) Devils Haircut
10) Paper Tiger
_________________
Quote:
Alright end of the charade. Get the fuck out of here!
I'll be your chauffeur on a midnight drive
It takes a miracle just to survive
Buried animals call your name
You keep on sleeping
Through the poignant rain
I think we're going crazy
Her left eye is lazy
She looks so Israeli
Nicotine and gravy
I'll feed you fruit that don't exist
I'll leave graffiti
Where you've never been kissed
I'll do your laundry
Massage your soul
I'll turn you over
To the highway patrol
I think we're going crazy
Things don't even faze me
Her left eye is lazy
Nicotine and gravy
Miracles amaze me
She looks so Israeli
Love the way she plays me
I think I'm going crazy
I don't want to die tonight
I don't want to die tonight
I don't want to die tonight
I don't want to die tonight
*kicks it*
_________________ ...and a bitter voice in the mirror cries, "Hey, Prince, you need a shave."
Joined: Mon Oct 18, 2004 1:03 am Posts: 24177 Location: Australia
:backs up:
:inserts dancing smiley:
_________________ Oh, the flowers of indulgence and the weeds of yesteryear, Like criminals, they have choked the breath of conscience and good cheer. The sun beat down upon the steps of time to light the way To ease the pain of idleness and the memory of decay.
I saw her, yeah I saw her with her black tongue tied Round the roses Fist pounding on a vending machine Toy diamond ring stuck on her finger With a noose she can hang from the sun And put it out with her cheap sunglasses Walking crooked down the beach She spits on the sand where their bones are bleaching And I know I'm gonna steal her eye She doesn't even know what's wrong And I know I'm gonna make her die Take her where her soul belongs And I know I'm gonna steal her eye Nothing that I wouldn't try
My..... girl My..... girl
I saw her, yeah I saw her with her hands tied back And her rags were burning Crawling out from a landfilled life Scrawlin her name upon the ceiling Throw a coin in a fountain of dust White noise, her ears are ringing Got a ticket for a midnight hanging Throw a bullet from a freight train leaving And I know I'm gonna steal her eye She doesn't even know what's wrong And I know I'm gonna make her die Take her where her soul belongs And I know I'm gonna steal her eye Nothing that I would not try
Joined: Mon Oct 18, 2004 1:03 am Posts: 24177 Location: Australia
zeb wrote:
Beck wrote:
I saw her, yeah I saw her with her black tongue tied Round the roses Fist pounding on a vending machine Toy diamond ring stuck on her finger With a noose she can hang from the sun And put it out with her cheap sunglasses Walking crooked down the beach She spits on the sand where their bones are bleaching And I know I'm gonna steal her eye She doesn't even know what's wrong And I know I'm gonna make her die Take her where her soul belongs And I know I'm gonna steal her eye Nothing that I wouldn't try
My..... girl My..... girl
I saw her, yeah I saw her with her hands tied back And her rags were burning Crawling out from a landfilled life Scrawlin her name upon the ceiling Throw a coin in a fountain of dust White noise, her ears are ringing Got a ticket for a midnight hanging Throw a bullet from a freight train leaving And I know I'm gonna steal her eye She doesn't even know what's wrong And I know I'm gonna make her die Take her where her soul belongs And I know I'm gonna steal her eye Nothing that I would not try
My..... girl
Unsettling, no?
j.
i've listened to this song more than a bunch of times and not only did i not know the words, i wasn't even aware that i didn't know the words. this changes everything, and what's even more surprising is, in a good way. despite that being fucking creepy.
*dark sunglasses
_________________ Oh, the flowers of indulgence and the weeds of yesteryear, Like criminals, they have choked the breath of conscience and good cheer. The sun beat down upon the steps of time to light the way To ease the pain of idleness and the memory of decay.
Joined: Sun Oct 17, 2004 12:47 am Posts: 46000 Location: Reasonville
you know, here's the thing about beck:
there's so much going on in his music. there's bells, whistles, claps, bings, bams, booms.
well, when listening to this while walking on the nyc streets late at night alone, i get the idea i'm being followed or something is happening. i get totally freaked out.
_________________ No matter how dark the storm gets overhead They say someone's watching from the calm at the edge What about us when we're down here in it? We gotta watch our backs
Joined: Fri Oct 22, 2004 12:20 am Posts: 5198 Location: Connecticut Gender: Male
I listened to Odelay for the first time in years last night. That is such a great album. I really like Guero, too, but cannot get into Guerolito at all. Way too weird for me.
morhoid grease breathing slob
Singing blah blah blah blah
Overkill supermarket pencil stealing fun
Singing blah blah blah blah
Hey baby, what's new?
I got herpes just like you!
A drive-by shooting pitchfork in the face
Singing blah blah blah blah
A crack smoking donkey from outer space
Singing blah blah blah blah
Love your parents, love the flag
Stuff your girlfriend in a bag
Top-40 mind-rotting circus of fleas
Singing blah blah blah
Teenage tongue-wagging porno magazine
Singing blah blah blah
Hey baby, you're real cool
We'll go fishing after school
_________________ A simple prop to occupy my time.
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Earthquake Weather
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