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[pHz]

(chemical imbalance)

oil and water
never ought to
mix completely
unless emulsified

(chorus)
not so much
opposites attract
less cliched i hope ...
adoration after the fact

you saw me
i missed completely
what you sent
ignorant or what ?

(chorus)
not so much
opposites attract
less cliched i hope ...
adoration after the fact

it takes time
indistinct signs
i couldnt read
but your hair ...

(chorus)
not so much
opposites attract
less cliched i hope ...
adoration after the fact

late night chat
cant deny that
david gray
sad or profound ?

(chorus)
not so much
opposites attract
less cliched i hope ...
adoration after the fact

i cant hear
cant stay near ...
weakness insists
i leave now

(chorus)
not so much
opposites attract
less cliched i hope ...
adoration after the fact

trapped or choice ?
talk with one voice
sunday mud digging
booze on the barge ...

(chorus)
not so much
opposites attract
less cliched i hope ...
adoration after the fact

awkward silences ...
verbal violences ...
means nothing now
four walls white

(chorus)
not so much
opposites attract
less cliched i hope ...
adoration after the fact

bond of white
jet makes tight
funny circumstance
this is it ...

(chorus)
always enough
compatibles attract
not cliched i know ...
adoration always intact

[diverdee]

I find it hard to finish songs usuallt, apart from a few occasions when i've been stoned & on one & just written for like 12 hours straight - mostly just jot down snippets on scraps of paper like:
There's a hole in our bucket
and it's melting my skin,
I’m inhaling,
but the airs kinda thin.

[Gargoyle]

Short and err.. ahem... sweet

driving a wedge
between the two of us
ascerbic edge
i hear in your voice
can't see past
the walls around us
disjointed disconnected
rejoicing in the neglected
presence of decay

distance relayed
the absence of ways
through to you

reaching the point
on a wretched dark plateaux
where the earth is
consumed by the air
can't see above
the waters arising
flowing and circling
denouncing the skyline
buried the wave

closeness dismayed
the absence of ways
through to you

[hao nao]

something in the romantic big-band genre, as I hear it:

"mandibles of destiny"

mandibles
of destiny
will not return my calls

they stand aside
and look away
within my secret halls

oh mandibles
of destiny
are floating near the ceiling

silently
observing me
without a trace of feeling

oh mandibles!
how could you?
you left me all alone

now no-one
will ever escort me
to the Crystal Throne
ah-ah-ahh

...

mandibles
of ancient days
repose within glass cases

their gleaming bronze
has no regard
for all the passing faces

but mandibles
of destiny
are floating near the ceiling

incrementally
observing me
without a shred of feeling

oh mandibles!
how could you?
you left me all alone

now no-one
will ever escort me
to the Crystal Throne
ah-ah-ahh

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(C) 2005 Kevin R. Fortin of Gainesville, Florida ... all commercial rights reserved, but of course KvR collabs are welcome ... am willing to croon the vocals at least to sketch out the melody

and some might wonder "why even copyright lyrics like these?" ... because you never know ...

[heavyj]

Baby's Got To Go

Casting lots with hooligans, the decadent alumni's running wild.

Self indulging nihilists starve providence to feed the inner child.

Calendars and Clockhands, disapear before you know.
Hold on to your youth and vibrant glow...

....But the Baby's Got to Go


Playing past all introspect, speeding forward blinded to the signs.

Castigating light and knowledge, manufacturing moronic rhymes.

Calendars and Clockhands disapear before you know.
Hold on to your youth and vibrant glow....
....But the Baby's Got to Go [/b]

[jens]

in the tram on the bridge
on my way to work
it's april once again

mist on the rivers egde
magical creatures in the water
they and the trees are my silent companions
of my longing for something unexplainable

then the tram has reached the other side
and goes into the underground

out of the tram
up into the crowded streets

the rush of the city
the daily business

it's raining
something is missing.

[Kriminal]

n/a

[tuz]

NAZI MONKEY f**k

cell phone
f**k your cell phone
let the gazelle drink
before you kill him

motherf**ker
motherf**ker
motherf**ker
heartless c**t

:repeat the motherf**ker part:

your zippo lighter
your fuckin harley
your fuckin party

I f**k your mother
I f**k your mother
I f**k your mother

every night

:repeat the mother part:


(preferably very fast drums w/distorded guitar rhythm and w/monstrous voice)

[fateamenabletochange]

faith courts you
the bud waits
hidden
from winter's chill
waiting
for spring's calling
the return of warmth
and blossoming

[Emerald Tablet]

rectilinear - unpretentious - robust - wysiwyg

man

a rough diamond - genuine - untamed - wysiwyg

man

paternal - patient - daredevil - wysiwyg

man

low fashion - practical - chaotic - wysiwyg

love man.

[Emerald Tablet]

hey friend, get happy try to be her pappy
just dont you tell her i told you she`s crappy
comming out of her nappy pretending shes ripe
she wanted me back but i`m just not her type

and erm - have you checked up on her?

hey friend, watch out, but don`t follow advice
bump your own head after i bumped it twice
her words have no meaning her eyes telling lies
fake sentiments when she smiles when she cries

and erm - have you checked up on her?

hey friend, she told me she likes you in stet
but you couldn`t live up to the love that she had
she probably tells you your her everything
so dont even believe all the words that i sing

and erm - have you checked up on her?

and if you did do some extra check up at the docters office.

[ouroboros]

I..
Walked outside
Saw the sun,
Closed my eyes

Felt the nighttime rise inside
and headed home again.

Take a breath
Hold it in
Tense my chest, and
Start again

Close my eyes and hope to sleep
Drifting off in-to the deep

How do you hold what isn’t there
How do you breathe when there’s no air
Its all gone
Its all gone
Its all gone

Picture frame
In a box
Pick it up, and
Dust it off

Push the air out with a sigh
Look inside and wonder why

Let it go
Put it down
Sit up straight and
Turn around

You’re not where you used to be
A broken frame inside of me.

How can I hold an empty space
When I feel you in this place.
It’s all gone
It’s all gone
It’s all gone

You were right
I was wrong
Now I’m staring
Way too long

How do you hold what isn’t there
How can I breathe when there’s no air
Its all gone
Its all gone
Its all gone

[ouroboros]

Social Security

Verse
Someone called to tell me
that I'm not me today
I've been careless with my credit
And they're takin' it away

'Told me I am who they said I was
Don't raise your voice or argue
You can always fix it,
But it's impossi-bl-y hard to

chorus
Who gave you permission
To sabatoge my life
Who put you in charge
To sell me all this strife?

Who gave you the numbers
That make up who I am
And how can I pursuade you
You're a suicidal scam.

verse
They kept me out of school
Cuz the test said I was dumb
Better practice as a fry cook
Or you'll wind up as a bum

Learned a skill for screws and hammers
Got myself a law degree
Changed my name because you're blinded
with someone else's pedigree.

chorus 2
Who gave you permission
To sabotage my life
Who said you could beat me
and sell me back the strife

Who gave you the numbers
Help me try to understand
How you rule my little world
With your suicidal scam.

bridge
The machines of life are killing me
Though they're supposed to further progress
And the life support is locking up
While it's emptying my pockets
We never see the things that hurt
When they're killing someone else
You never need to worry
about the Feelings of the help

Chorus

[GaggingMaggot]

I'd smother
your mother
with a pillow
if it pleased you my dear
I'd drown your father
in the lake
and steal us both a case of beer

So we might lie
beside the fire
warm and naked on the ground
staring at a purple sky
as all the stars come falling down


the worker ants will never notice
we kidknapped the queen
to sell her into slavery
down in New Orleans
and put the profit
toward financing
our own American dream
and bought a spot on the other side
where the grass is still green

and in your mind's eye
you realise
via the power of hind sight
the time has come to redefine
the design
of PLAN B

Now you're barefoot
and you're pregenant
and I wear a farmer's tan
and you feel just like your faded mother
and I act just like your old man
and the crops we've sewn
grow brown and brittle
and make our sins seem vain
and when we stand before our maker
how will we explain

and in your mind's eye
you realise
via the power of hind sight
the time has passed to redefine
the design
of PLAN B

[TechNoiZ]