[Gozed]

The song Love 2012 by 3oh!3 has been my anthem for a little while now. Finally I just gave up on trying to make everyone else in my life happy and wanted to focus on myself, and this song has sections that really mean that to me.

Link to a video with the song.

Flash, flash, television
Give me a new religion
Fast, fast laser beams
Dreams of robotic screens
Dance, dance while you can
This is your last chance
Bang, bang, shoot 'em up
This is Love 2012

I'll be the one who takes all the blame
Going down, down in flames
You'll be the one who forgets my name
Play me, playing that game
This is me; I love myself
Yeah, fuck everyone else
I don't need nobody's help
'Cause this is Love 2012

Up, up on the screen
I got a new disease
Cha-ching for your soul
Everything must go
Kiss, kiss on the lips
Of the apocalypse
Ring, ring, burn the cell
This is Love 2012

Don't run away from what you did
I know, know what you said
I've been living with the mess we made
Get out, out of this maze
This is me; I love myself
Yeah, fuck everyone else
I don't need nobody's help
'Cause this is Love 2012

This is the dawning of personal belonging
With sirens and violins
The sky above is fallin'
This is the eve of "I don't believe"
That's all we got in common
The sky above is fallin'

[Kaguya]

Key of Twilight, from the .//hack series

Come with me in the twilight of a summer night for awhile
Tell me of a story never ever told in the past

Take me back to the land
Where my yearnings were born
The key to open the door is in your hand
Now fly me there

Fanatics find their heaven in never ending storming wind
Auguries of destruction be a lullaby for rebirth

Consolations, be there
In my dreamland to come
The key to open the door is in your hand
Now take me there

I believe in fantasies invisible to me
In the land of misery I'm searchin' for the sign
To the door of mystery and dignity
I'm wandering down, and searchin' down the secret sun

Come with me in the twilight of a summer night for awhile
Tell me of a story never ever told in the past

Take me back to the land
Where my yearnings were born
The key to open the door is in your hand
Now take me there
to the land of twilight

[Gozed]

A song that is always lovely to listen to, and I found out a lot of the lyrics actually are about other singers that died during the 60s.

American Pie by Don McLean.

A long, long time ago...
I can still remember
How that music used to make me smile.
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And, maybe, they’d be happy for a while.

But february made me shiver
With every paper I’d deliver.
Bad news on the doorstep;
I couldn’t take one more step.

I can’t remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride,
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died.

So bye-bye, miss american pie.
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."

Did you write the book of love,
And do you have faith in God above,
If the Bible tells you so?
Do you believe in rock ’n roll,
Can music save your mortal soul,
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?

Well, I know that you’re in love with him
`cause I saw you dancin’ in the gym.
You both kicked off your shoes.
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues.

I was a lonely teenage broncin’ buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck,
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died.

I started singin’,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."

Now for ten years we’ve been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rollin’ stone,
But that’s not how it used to be.
When the jester sang for the king and queen,
In a coat he borrowed from james dean
And a voice that came from you and me,

Oh, and while the king was looking down,
The jester stole his thorny crown.
The courtroom was adjourned;
No verdict was returned.
And while lennon read a book of marx,
The quartet practiced in the park,
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died.

We were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."

Helter skelter in a summer swelter.
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter,
Eight miles high and falling fast.
It landed foul on the grass.
The players tried for a forward pass,
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast.

Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
While the sergeants played a marching tune.
We all got up to dance,
Oh, but we never got the chance!
`cause the players tried to take the field;
The marching band refused to yield.
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died?

We started singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."

Oh, and there we were all in one place,
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again.
So come on: jack be nimble, jack be quick!
Jack flash sat on a candlestick
Cause fire is the devil’s only friend.

Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage.
No angel born in hell
Could break that satan’s spell.
And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite,
I saw satan laughing with delight
The day the music died

He was singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."

I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news,
But she just smiled and turned away.
I went down to the sacred store
Where I’d heard the music years before,
But the man there said the music wouldn’t play.

And in the streets: the children screamed,
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed.
But not a word was spoken;
The church bells all were broken.
And the three men I admire most:
The father, son, and the holy ghost,
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died.

And they were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."

They were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die."

[Quiet Man Cometh]

There's been a lot of speculation as to what that song refers to (ie. John Lennon, Big Bopper, etc) and there's doesn't seem to be any concensus on it. I just like to listen to it and not worry too much about meaning. I first enountered it when I was young and my dad played it for me. It was about the time CD's were first coming out, so I grew up listening to it, and as I got older I started paying attention to the lyrics so it's sentimental in a couple ways for me.

Haven't heard the Madonna version (I think it's Madonna) and I'm not all that sure I want to.

[Faxing Berlin]

I don't really listen to lyrics so much as the music they compliment. I love the music Gorillaz writes, I adore Kanye West, and I love the style and raw, in you face, attitude Innerpartysystem's music sometimes has.

[Smuggler]

It's not actually the lyrics of the song that bothers me or attracts me to the song. It's the beat or the artist or the overall sound. I mean there are some songs with fantastic lyrics that I can't stand, and songs with really basic lyrics that I love.

I do however adore people who can make a story out of lyrics and rhyme even the most obscure word with something else. Eminem is a master of that. (:

[Quiet Man Cometh]

I like some of his later stuff, the songs post 8-Mile (I think) even if I find them a bit gritty at times for my usual tastes. Soldier, (I think that's the right title) for instance.

[Quiet Man Cometh]

This just came to me yesterday, one of the songs I used to like some time ago was Third Eye Blind's "Slow Motion" which to me a great example of lyrics not matching the melody of the song. I like the melody and the singer and enjoy listening to the song but the lyrics still want to make me cringe.

The lyrics are graphic and quite violent, but the song itself has a very lazy flow to it, and the singer himself doesn't seem too concerned with putting much punch into what he's singing. He just seems to float along with the melody while talking about shootings, wife beating, and such. After all that though, the last verse is a cheeky comment on the contents of the song and the nature of the listeners.

[Suzerain of Sheol]

I am absolutely obsessed with this song, partly for the lyrics but mostly for the atmosphere that it manages to invoke. The music really reflects the apocalyptic nature of the lyrics.

The Last Hour of Ancient Sunlight

Black is the sunlight shimmering below;
it flows through life and the guilt we share
Our sorrow, it cuts through the undergrowth,
as we abandon this ravenous Earth alone

The zeitgeist dimmed the surface and seized the soul
Our Mother wept behind the fence,
and we drained her blood, then forgetting her face,
and hide from everyone…

to breathe, to conquer,
to linger, to utilize the ignorant herd

In rapture from nature we divorce,
like orphans by desire,
from this closing light

The bewildered sleep -
the shadowy voyager is lurking;
he’s in the flesh of landscapes vaporous
The vacant, untiring Sovran of old…
He’s the machinery; igniting the paralyzed soil

We took the blood of the earth
and fell in love with death
with life itself as an excuse

Black is the sunlight shimmering below;
it flows through life and the guilt we share

We’re hiding in chorus as starry eyes close,
and seasons part in farewell;
‘cause we drained her blood, then forgetting her face
to hide from everyone

The bewildered sleep -
the shadowy voyager is lurking;
he’s in the flesh of landscapes vaporous
The vacant, untiring Sovran of old…
He’s the machinery; igniting the paralyzed soil

[kitkitthecat]

Gorillaz Empire Ants feat. Little Dragon

Link to song

Lyrics:

Oh joy's arise
The sun has come again too hold you
Sailing out the doordrums of the
The polyphonic prairies here, it's all around you
It's all around you, out here

And if the whole world is crashing down
Fall through space out of mind again
Where the emptiness we leave behind on warm air rising

Lose all the shadows far away

The falling alcohol empire, is here to hold you
Ruling out and haunted till it sinks

Little memories, marching on
Your little feet, working the machine
Will it spin, will it sore
My little dream, working the machine

Little memories
Your little feet, working the machine
Will it spin, will it sore
My little dream, working the machine

[elaine3305]

I like the lyrics of Safe and Sound by Taylor Swift

I remember tears streaming down your face
When I said, I'll never let you go
When all those shadows almost killed your light
I remember you said, Don't leave me here alone
But all that's dead and gone and passed tonight

Just close your eyes
The sun is going down
You'll be alright
No one can hurts you now
Come morning light
You and I'll be safe and sound

Don't you dare look out your window

Darling, everything's on fire
The war outside our door keeps raging on
Hold onto this lullaby
Even when the music's gone
Gone

Just close your eyes
The sun is going down
You'll be alright
No one can hurts you now
Come morning light
You and I'll be safe and sound

Just close your eyes
You'll be alright
Come morning light,
You and I'll be safe and sound...



And Bob Carlisle's Butterfly Kisses

There's two things I know for sure
She was sent here from heaven, and she's Daddy's little girl.
As I drop to my knees by her bed at night
She talks to Jesus and I close my eyes
And I thank God for all of the joy in my life, oh but most of all...

For butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer
Sticking little white flowers all up in her hair
Walk beside the pony Daddy, it's my first ride
I know the cake looks funny Daddy, but I sure tried
Oh with all that I've done wrong, I must of done something right
To deserve a hug every morning, and butterfly kisses at night.

Sweet sixteen today
She's looking like her Mama, a little more everyday.
One part woman, the other part girl
To perfume and makeup, from ribbons and curls.
Trying her wings out in a great big world, but I remember...

Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer
Sticking little white flowers all up in her hair.
You know how much I love you Daddy, but if you don't mind
I'm only gonna kiss you on the cheek this time.
With all that I've done wrong, I must of done something right
To deserve her love every morning, and butterfly kisses at night.

All the precious time, oh, like the wind the years go by.
Precious butterfly, spread your wings and fly.

She'll change her name today, she'll make a promise, and I'll give her away.
Standing in the bridegroom just staring at her
She asks me what I'm thinking, and I said I'm not sure.
I just feel like I'm losing my baby girl, and she leaned over...

Gave me butterfly kisses with her Mama there
Sticking little white flowers all up in her hair.
Walk me down the aisle Daddy, it's just about time.
Does my wedding gown look pretty Daddy? Daddy, don't cry.
Oh, with all that I've done wrong, I must of done something right.

To deserve her love every morning, and butterfly kisses,
I couldn't ask God for more, than this is what love is.
I know I gotta let her go, but I'll always remember...
Every hug in the morning, and butterfly kisses.

[Toxic Rainbow Kisses]

With some of the new age music, I just like the sound that is coming without words. I often find myself taking the words out, and listening instrumental.

[Quiet Man Cometh]

How would you define "new age" music, toxic? I've heard the term used a lot for easily the past decade or so, so I'm not really sure what it means anymore. Haven't heard it applied to music though.

[Toxic Rainbow Kisses]

Stuff Like Lady gaga or kesha,
There music is just a jumble of junk to me.
The sound in the background seems better.

[Quiet Man Cometh]

Ah, I think I follow. I generally haven't payed much attention to the current pop music and such, and current stuff in general since it hasnt' really been in line with my tastes. The most current song on my iTunes is Kate Perry, "Hot n Cold" I believe.

I like the song and the lyrics are simple and clear enough that it's easy and fun to sing along to. I think the simplicity of lyrics and singing is what started to get me into country music. -.- Really, the stuff is just so easy to pick up it's hard to get out of your head.

[Toxic Rainbow Kisses]

I actually Like Katy Perry.
Her Voice is beautiful and I can relate to her songs. xD