Not that a soundtrack is altogether vital to a novel, but I have a certain "thing" for letting other people know what music in particular should be associated with the body of work. In case you're wondering, *yes*, this is an essentially pointless endeavor, but here's something that may change your mind:A friend of mine...we'll call her 'Barbie', was invited to a Halloween party two days before Halloween. Suddenly left in a spot without a costume, Barbie spent her meager $30 housesitting check for that week on a 5' black wig and two $7 bottles of purple hair dye. The wig was nothing to shout about, it got tangled in everything, and she couldn't get her fingers through it, much less a hairbrush, much MUCH less hair dye. The wig ended up in the trash, she was left with $14 worth of hair dye she could never use, and she had to bum a ride to the party because she had no money for gas. The costume she ended up with looked very simply like a two dollar whore.
Soundtrack for a novel doesn't seem so pointless now, does it? Read on, minions...
Oh, I'd like to point out that some of these lyrics I typed up my self, but a lot of them I had to search for across the internet. In the heat of the moment I've forgotten what sites I took them from. If you recognize a lyric-typing stilo indigenous to your page, let me know. I'll credit everyone eventually.
My Little Demon by Lindsey Buckingham
My Little Demon
by Lindsey BuckinghamMy little demon, comin'on down.
My little demon's turnin' me around.
all of my friends keep on tellin'me
that I just ain't the man I used to be.
I really don't like it...ain't nothing I can do.
I really don't like it...I'm leaving it to you.
My little demon, making me choose.
Making me an offer I can't refuse.
Hard as a rock,dry as a bone...
Big or little,know that I will take you home.
I really don't like it...ain't nothin'I can do.
I really don't like it...I'm leaving it to you.
Why try to hide it?
Fight it...fight it!
I really don't like it...ain't nothin'I can do.
I really don't like it...I'm leaving it to you.
My little demon is coming after me.
My little demon...
It's all that I can do to keep that little demon...
To keep that little demon...
Just to keep that little demon away from you!
Living Dead Girl
by Rob ZombieRage in the cage
and piss upon the stages
Only one sure way
to bring the giant down
Defunct the strings
of cemetary things
with one flat foot
on the devil's wing
Crawl on me
sink into me
Die for me
Living Dead Girl
Raping the geek
and hustling the freak
like a hunchback juice
On a sentimental noose
Operation filth
They love to love the wealth
Of an SS Whore
Making scary sounds
Crawl on me
sink into me
Die for me
Living Dead Girl
Psyclone Jack
Hallucinating hack
thinks of Donna Reed
eats dollar bills
Goldfoot's machine
creates another fiend
So beautiful
they make you
kill
Crawl on me
sink into me
Die for me
Living Dead Girl
Blood on her skin
Dripping with sin
Do it again
Living Dead Girl
Stealing Fat (theme from 'Fight Club')
by the Dust BrothersThere are no lyrics
Livin and Rockin
by 311Fire is my method for destruction
Leaving charred wrecakge from my latest eruption
Unpredictable my erratic demeanor
Bobbing and weaving as my mind gets leaner
Though I'm tripping on legs that stumble but I don't fall down
You know I'm singing out things you mumble
From a lack of resound
Pissed off mist lifts to honesty
Now come down motherfucker with your philosophy
I'm at ease when I feel there's a breeze give me a little please
Aristotle I'm not but think of Socrates
Are you ready for your lesson blood?
Democratic, non-erratic, Socratic method
We'll take away the pain
We'll pacify the bullshit built up in your brain
In the times of change or the same old things.
As you maintain or rearrange
Can't nobody do it like 311
Fucking up competition cos there really is none
Steppin' on your game from the first floor up tore up
Electricty we store we it
Can't nobody do it like 311
break it down, what it is, dedication
Sending out gratitude like we laid it out on Down
Throw down, fuck the bullshit we're still the sound.
Wild and lost speed mad
A long way from sad
Lookin good like you should you're bad
An itenerant dimension mystic is your spirit see
Like color absolute bodiless indeed
Casual kindred spirit past
All the obstacles you're dealing with at last
The nasdq, two puppies, baby needs new shoes
Car alarms, your rent, wedding bells, the blues.
The tragic fucking comedy that was last night
Unless to my inner devil's sheer delight
A pointless fucking banter in an endless bout
With whiskey soaked tonic room tobacco mouth
Then a sickening trip to what I call the elitist cesspool
Beckoning all the sycophants and defeated
yes-fools
Hung-over, broke, and a round of apologies
Now come down Martinz with your modern mythology
Can't nobody do it like 311
Fucking up competition cos there really is none
Steppin' on your game from the first floor up tore up
Electricty we store we it
Can't nobody do it like 311
break it down, what it is, dedication
Sending out gratitude like we laid it out on Down
Throw down, fuck the bullshit we're still the sound.
Cohorts
by Rainbow SugarI really wish I had the lyrics to 'Cohorts'. In fact, I wish I had the lyrics to any of Rainbow Sugar's awesome songs. You see, that oft-mentioned, thoughtful s.o.b. Tom sent me an uncirculated demo of quite possibly one of the most innovative and amazing bands lurking in the shadows of struggling-artisthood. Their name is Rainbow Sugar. This song is called 'Cohorts' and it is absolutely wonderful.
Head
by Tin Starsometimes I wake up in morning
my feet my soul my arms my legs
my self my eggs are all fried
I've got to do my exams today
I've read my books turned up on time
but I haven't revised
I'm not getting along
I'm not getting the answers
I'm not getting along
I'm not getting the answers
Cos I can't get it out of my head
Sometimes I wake up uncool uptight
I'm tired of being tired
but in my dreasm my arms are open wide
open wide
I open up my eyes
open up my eyes
But everything is dark
I think I'm blind
I'm not getting along
I'm not getting the answers
I'm not getting along
I'm not getting the answers
Cos I can't get it out of my head
This profession is my obsession
And this obsession is my depression
This depression is my release
This release will never cease
Old Brown Shoe
by The BeatlesI want a love that's right but right is only half of what's wrong
I want a short haired girl who sometimes wears it twice as long
Now I'm stepping out this old brown shoe, baby,
I'm in love with you
I'm so glad you came here,
it won't be the same now,
I'm telling you
You know you pick me up from where some try to drag me down
And when I see your smile replace every thoughtless frown
Got me escaping from this zoo, baby,
I'm in love with you
I'm so glad you came here,
it won't be the same now when I'm with you
If I grow up I'll be a singer wearing rings on every finger
Not worrying what they or you say
I'll live and love and maybe someday
Who knows, baby, you may comfort me
I may appear to be imperfect,
my love is something you can't reject
I'm changing faster than the weather
if you and me should get together
Who knows, baby, you may comfort me
That love of yours,
to miss that love is something I'd hate
I'll make an early start,
I'm making sure that I'm not late
For you sweet top lip I'm in the queue,
baby, I'm in love with you
I'm so glad you came here,
it won't be the same now when I'm with you
I'm so glad you came here,
it won't be the same now when I'm with you
Daysleeper
by REMreceiving dept., 3 a.m.
staff cuts have socked up the overage
directives are posted.
no callbacks, complaints.
everywhere is calm.
Hong Kong is present
Taipei awakes
all talk of circadian rhythm
I see today with a newsprint fray
my night is colored headache grey
daysleeper
the bull and the bear are marking
their territories
they're leading the blind with
their international glories
I'm the screen, the blinding light
I'm the screen, I work at night.
I see today with a newsprint fray
my night is colored headache grey
don't wake me with so much.
daysleeper.
I cried the other night
I can't even say why
fluorescent flat caffeine lights
its furious balancing
I'm the screen, the blinding light
I'm the screen, I work at night
I see today...
don't wake me with so much.
The ocean machine is set to 9
I'll squeeze into heaven and valentine
my bed is pulling me.
gravity
daysleeper. daysleeper.
daysleeper. daysleeper. daysleeper.
No Sugar/New Mother Nature
by The Guess WhoLonely feelin' deep inside
Find a corner where I can hide
Silent footsteps crowdin' me
Sudden darkness, but I can see
No sugar tonight in my coffee
No sugar tonight in my tea
No sugar to stand beside me
No sugar to run with me
In the silence of her mind
Quiet movements, well, I can find
Grabbin' for me with her eyes
Now I'm fallin' from her skies
No sugar tonight in my coffee
No sugar tonight in my tea
No sugar to stand beside me
No sugar to run with me
{"New Mother Nature"}
Jocko says yes and I believe him
When we talk about the things I say
She hasn't got the faith or the guts to leave him
When they're standin' in each other's way
You're driven back now to places you've been to
You're wonderin' what you're gonna find
You know you've been wrong but it won't be long
Before you leave 'em all far behind
'Cause it's the new Mother Nature takin' over
It's the new splendid lady come to call
It's the new Mother Nature takin' over
She's gettin' us all
She's gettin' us all
Jocko said no when I came back last time
It's lookin' like I lost a friend
No use callin' 'cause the sky is fallin'
And I'm gettin' pretty near the end
A smoke-filled room in a corner basement
The situation must be right
A bag o' goodies and a bottle o' wine
We're gonna get it on right tonight
'Cause it's the new Mother Nature takin' over
It's the new splendid lady come to call
It's the new Mother Nature takin' over
She's gettin' us all
She's gettin' us all
{1st verse of "No Sugar Tonight" sung simultaneously with
1st verse of "New Mother Nature"}
Lonely feelin'
Jocko says yes and I believe him
Deep inside
When we talk about the things I say
Find a corner
She hasn't got the faith or the guts to leave him
Where I can hide
When they're standin' in each other's way Silent footsteps
You're driven back now to places you've been to Crowdin' me
You're wonderin' what you're gonna find
Sudden darkness
You know you've been wrong and it won't be long
But I can see
Before you leave 'em all far behind
'Cause it's the new Mother Nature takin' over
It's the new splendid lady come to call
It's the new Mother Nature takin' over
She's gettin' us all
She's gettin' us all
Father Figure
by George MichaelThat's all I wanted
Something special, something sacred
In your eyes
For just one moment
To be bold and naked
At your side
Sometimes I think that you'll never
Understand me
Maybe this time is forever
Say it can be
That's all you wanted
Something special, someone sacred
In your life
Just for one moment
To be warm and naked
At my side
Sometimes I think that you'll never
Understand me
But something tells me together
We'd be happy
(Baby)
I will be your father figure
(Oh baby)
Put your tiny hand in mine
(I'd love to)
I will be your preacher teacher
(Be your daddy)
Anything you have in mind
(It would make me)
I will be your father figure
(Very happy)
I have had enough of crime
(Please let me)
I will be the one who loves you
Until the end of time
That's all I wanted
But sometimes love can be mistaken
For a crime
That's all I wanted
Just to see my baby's
Blue eyed shine
This time I think that my lover
Understands me
If we have faith in each other
Then we can be
Strong
I will be your father figure
Put your tiny hand in mine
I will be your preacher teacher
Anything you have in mind
I will be your father figure
I have had enough of crime
I will be the one who loves you
Until the end of time
If you are the desert
I'll be the sea
If you ever hunger
Hunger for me
Whatever you ask for
That's what I'll be
So when you remember the ones who have lied
Who said that they cared
But then laughed as you cried
Beautiful Darling
Don't think of me
Because all I ever wanted
It's in your eyes baby, baby
And love can't lie, no...
(Greet me with the eyes of a child)
My love is always tell me to...
(Heaven is a kiss and a smile)
Just hold on, hold on
I won't let you go, my baby
I will be your father figure
Put your tiny hand in mine
I will be your preacher teacher
Anything you have in mind
I will be your father figure
I have had enough of crime
(So I am gonna love you)
Until the end of time
I will be your father
I will be your preacher
I will be your daddy
I will be the one who loves you until the end of time
Busy Child
by the Chemical BrothersThere are no lyrics!
I Love You
by Sarah McLachlanI have a smile
stretched from ear to ear
I see you walking down the road
I meet at the lights
I stare for a while
The world
around us disappears
It's just you and me
on my island of hope
a breath between us could be miles
let me surround you
a sea
to your shore
let me be the calm you seek
and every time I'm close to you
there's too much I can't say
and you just walk
away...
and I forgot
to tell you I love you
and night's too long
I'm cold here without you
I grieve in my condition
for I cannot find the words
to say I need you so
... oh, everytime I'm close to you
there's too much I can't say
and you just walk away
and I forgot
to tell you I love you,
and lines too long
I'm cold here without you
I greive here in my condition
for I cannot find the words
to say I need you so.
