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I thought this might be fun.

Perhaps you will disagree. Oh well.

Rules are, there are no rules.

Just post stuff that hardly anyone has heard of (to your knowledge, anyway)

What is there to lose?

Here's my entry, to start. Nice little Scottish folk tune.

THE FINAL TRAWL

Written by A. Fisher
Performed by the Tannerhill Weavers


Now it's three lang years since we made her pay
Heave away my laddie o
And the owners say that she's had her day
And sing haul away my laddie o

So it's heave away for the final trawl
Heave away my laddie o
It's an easy pull for the catch is small
And sing haul away my laddie o

And we'll join the venture and the morning star
Heave away my laddie o
Riding high and empty before the bar
And sing haul away my laddie o

And I'd rather beach her on the skerry rock
Heave away my laddie o
Than see her torched in the breakers dock
And sing haul away my laddie o

And when I die you can lay me down
Heave away my laddie o
In a rusty hold where the breakers pound
And sing haul away my laddie o

For I've fished a lifetime boy and man
Heave away my laddie o
And the final trawl scarcely nets a cran
And sing haul away my laddie o

Now that I face the world with pain inside.
Only I can't understand the reasons why.
Forever is a word that I can not describe.
The time has come to say goodnight.

It makes no difference, wrong or right.
The time has come to say goodnight.

How could I be so sure but be so wrong?
And how could I have a will so weak with a mind so strong?
And only I can tell the difference, right or wrong.

- Goodnight, Dry Kill Logic

Twiztid

Help me if you can,
It's just that this, is not the way I'm wired so,
Could you please,
Help me understand why,
Why you've given in to all these reckless dark desires you're,
Lying to yourself again,
Suicidal imbecile,
Think about it, put it on a faultline,
What'll it take to get it through to you precious,
I'm over this, why do you want to throw it away like this,
Such a mess, I don't wanna watch you.

Disconnect and self destruct, one bullet at a time,
What's your rush now,
Everyone will have his day to die.

Medicated, drama queen,
Picture perfect numb belligerence,
Narcissistic, drama queen,
Craving fame and all its decadence.

Lying through your teeth again,
Suicidal imbecile,
Think about it, put it on a faultline,
What'll it take to get it through to you precious
I'm over this, why do you want to throw it away like this,
Such a mess, I don't wanna watch you.

Disconnect and self destruct, one bullet at a time,
What's your rush now,
Everyone will have his day to die.

APC-The Outsider

Ring around the rosy
A pocketful of posies
"Ashes, Ashes"
You're all dying of plague!

Gone so long I stepped out of the woods
I was misunderstood but in light of it all
I sit back and check their disguise
Their dark shallow eyes get lost in the haze of the light

So I sit back and watch
I see all of their masks soon appear
Long for the woods
From this place I'll disappear

They all strive to deviate from the norm
But collectively swarm to be all the same
To alter image prosthetics are worn
Their primped plastic forms melt in the heat of the light

So I step to the light
And see all their masks soon appear
I long for the woods
From this place I'll disappear


-White Buffalo

Sitting with the Thinker trying to work it out
It's a traffic jam of the brain makes you wanna scream and shout
Presidential party no one wants to dance
Looking for a new star to put you in a trance

Lets go all the way
Lets go all the way
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Lets go all the way

Working in a factory eight days a week
Try to make dollar damn what a beat
Cartoon capers happen in reality
Rich man poor man living in fantasy

Lets go all the way
Lets go all the way
Ah ah ah lets go all the way
(Wow, **** yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah

Livin' in New York looks like an apple core (apple core)
Asphalt Jungle got to be a man of war
California dreamers sleeping in the sand
The Hollywood Squares are living in Disney Land (weeeehaaaa)

Lets go all the way (Lets go all the way)
Lets go all the way (Lets go ah ah ah)
Lets go all the way - Lets go all the way
Lets go all the way
We need heaven on earth today (ah ah ah)
We can make a better way
Lets go all the way
Go all the way
Yeah, lets go all the way
Yeah - na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na yeah

Sly Fox circa 1985

Here's another favorite of mine.

The lyrics really don't do it justice by themselves. You have to hear the song, it's so catchy and upbeat, and then the subject matter hits you.

One of my favorite songs of all time, however.

The Curse Of Milhaven

Performed by Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds
From the album "Murder Ballads"


I live in a town called Milhaven
And it's small and it's mean and it's cold
But if you come around just as the sun goes down
You can watch the whole thing turn to gold
It's around about then that I used to go a-roaming
Singing La la la la La la la lie
All God's children they all gotta die

My name is Loretta but I prefer Lottie
I'm closing in on my fifteenth year
And if you think that you have seen a pair of eyes more green
Then you sure didn't see them around here
My hair is yellow and I'm always a-combing
La la la la La la la lie
Mama often told me we all got to die

You must have heard about The Curse Of Milhaven
How last Christmas Bill Blakey's little boy didn't come home
They found him the next week, up in One Mile Creek
Wit his head bashed in and his pockets full of stones
Well, just imagine all the wailing and moaning
La la la la La la la lie
Even little Billy Blakey's boy, he had to die

Then Professor O'Rye from Milhaven High
Found nailed to his door his prize-winning terrier
The next day the old fool brought little Biko to school
And we all had to watch as he buried her
His eulogy to Biko had all the tears a-flowing
La la la la La la la lie
Even God's little creatures, they have to die

Our little town fell into a state of shock
A lot of people were saying things that made little sense
The the next thing you know, the head of Handyman Joe
Was found in the fountain of the Mayor's residence
Well, foul play can really get a small town going
La la la la La la la lie
Even God's children all have to die

Then, in a cruel twist of fate, old Mrs Colgate
Was stabbed but the job was not complete
Well, the last thing she said before the cops pronounced her dead
Was, "My killer is Loretta and she lives across the street!"
Twenty cops burst through my door without even phoning
La la la la La la la lie
The young ones, the old ones, they all gotta die

Yes, it is I, Lottie, The Curse Of Milhaven
I've struck horror in the heart of this town
Like my eyes ain't green and my hair ain't yellow
It's more like the other way around
I gotta pretty little mouth, underneath all the foaming
La la la la La la la lie
Sooner or later we all gotta die

Since I was no bigger than a weevil, they've been saying I was evil
That if "bad" was a boot then I'd fit it
That I'm a wicked young lady, but I've been trying hard lately
O **** it! I'm a monster! I admit it!
It makes me so mad my blood really starts a-going
La la la la La la la lie
Mama always told me that we all gotta die

Yeah, I drowned the Blakey kid, stabbed Mrs. Colgate, I admit
Did the handyman with his circular saw in his garden shed
But I never crucified little Biko, that was two junior high school psychos
Stinky Bohoon and his friend with the pumpkin-sized head
I'll sing to the lot, now you got me going
La la la la La la la lie
All God's children have all gotta die

Then there are all the others, all our sisters and brothers
You assumed were accidents, best forgotten
Recall the children who broke through, the ice on Lake Tahoo?
Everyone assumed the "Warning" signs had followed them to the bottom
Well, they're underneath the house where I do quite a bit of stowing
La la la la La la la lie
Even twenty little children, they had to die

And the fire of '91 that razed the Bella Vista slum
That was the biggest ****-fight this country's ever seen
Insurance companies ruined, land lords getting sued
All cause of wee little girl with a can of gasoline
Those flames really roared when the wind started blowing
La la la la La la la lie
Rich man, poor man, all got to die

Well I confessed to all these crimes and they put me on trial
I was laughing when they took me away
Off to the asylum in an old black Mariah
Well, it ain't home, but you know, it's better than jail
It ain't such bad old place to have a home in
La la la la La la la lie
All God's children they all gotta die

Now I got shrinks that will not rest with their endless Rorschach tests
I keep telling them that I think they're out to get me
They ask me if I feel remorse, and I answer, "Why of course!
There is so much more I could have done if they'd let me!"
So it's Rorschach and Prozac and everything is groovy
Singing La la la la La la la lie
All God's children they all have to die

La la la la La la la lie
I'm happy as a lark and everything is fine

Singing La la la la La la la lie
Yeah, everything is groovy and everything is fine

Singing La la la la La la la lie
All God's children they gotta die

Edited, Fri Sep 3 00:24:00 2004 by johnnyhammer

Which ones?


Another one:

Four corners of a dream
Ain't exactly what it seems
Transparent, hands of time
God damn, you know I robbed myself blind

Stole what was mine
It's all mine
Give it back
I left it behind
I don't mind

Can't believe what they said
Disturbed in my head
Left alone and left tired
Sleep's a dream
And everyone's wired

I stole what was mine
It's all mine
Give it back
I left it behind
I don't mind


I stole what was mine
It's all mine
Give it back
It's mine
It's all mine

Lost days
Where the fu[/b]ck have I been
No end and nowhere to begin
Where the fu[b]ck have I been
I got no time for time
I got no time for time
Lost days
Where the fu[b][/b]ck have I been

-Four Corners
Mondo Generator

something solid forming in the air
and the wall of death is lowered in Times Square
no one seems to care
they carry on as if nothings there

the wind is blowing harder now
blowing dust into my eyes
the dust settles on my skin
making a crust i cannot move

and im hovering like a fly
waiting for the windshield on the freeway

There is a video of a Bella Morte/Cruxshadows show in Tallahassee from around 2 or 3 years ago @ Floyd's Music Store..

If you ever get a chance to see it, when Rogue is on the table singing, me and my friends are sitting at that table.

Neither band is together anymore:

Lyrics One:

Tommy was a hessier from the valley
He was as burned out as a building from the riots
He had a rockin’ little girfriend named marla
She was a cocktail waitress at the pit
Sometimes on the weekends they’d ride jetskis
And they’d take a little trailer to the river
They’d bring along a t.v. to watch rick dees
They smoked dope and snorted crystal
Meth

Marla was as skinny as a fence post
And the powder in the baggie made her talk
Sometimes she combed her hair like charlie’s angels
Sometimes she looked as weird as mr. spock
Sometimes on the weekends they’d eat fast food
And they’d take his el camino to the desert
They’d ride his motorcycles in the sand dunes
They smoked dope and snorted crystal
Meth

Tommy had a passion for firearms
His confidence they really seemed to bolster
He bought a ninety dollar pistol for his mar-mar
She kept it in her little girlie holster
Sometimes on the weekends they’d be fighting
And tommy thought his girl was telling lies
He thought that she was thumpin’ with the bass player
Smoking all his dope and all his crystal
Meth

Then tommy started suffering from delusions
After five nights without any sleep
He rammed his fist through marla’s bedroom window
He shoved his car keys through her dirty little teeth
But marla got her fingers on the trigger
She grabbed her little tommy by the hair
The pistol was still smoking on the counter
The sirens were screaming through the air
Scream on and on (no-o-o-o)

Tommy was a hessier from the valley
He’s just a memory of his burned-out little world
Marla’s doing thirty years for murder
She says she knows she’s still his rockin’ little girl
Someday up in heaven they’ll ride jetskis
They’ll scrawl thier names upon the golden wall
And maybe up in heaven they’ll watch rick dees
Smoke a little dope and snort some crystal
Meth

Lyrics Two:
(chours only)
I'm full of love
I'm full of desire
I can hardly talk with my soul on fire
I see you laughing in the rain
Life tells it's story again and again

So, since you are all experts you can find out who wrote these lyrics. The first will likely be easier then the second.