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What are you listening to? Part 5

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She's your little voodoo dolly
And she's gonna make you lazy
Like the little drum in your ear
Transfixes you to your fear

And now she's transfixed in your fear
And you know she's gonna stay there
Because her nails are deep in your hair
And she made you so unaware

Are you listening to your fear?
The beat is coming nearer
Like the little drum in your ear
Transfixes you to your fear

She's such an ugly little dolly
And she's making you look very silly
And when you listen in to her ear
You get paralysed with her fear

Oh down, down, down in your fear
Down, down in your fear

Now this little voodoo dolly
Has made you very lazy
And you're anemic from her sucking
And when your dead she'll find another

Better break that little dolly
And sling her in the corner
Now she's a sorry little dolly
Such a sorry little dolly

Are you listening to your fear
The beat is coming nearer
Like that little drum in your ear
Transfixes you to your fear

Listen, listen
Listen, listen
Listen, listen
 


I'm lying on my back now
The stars look all too near
Flowers on the razor wire
I know you're here
We are few
And far between
I was thinking about her skin
Love is a many splintered thing
Don't be afraid now
Just walk on in
(Flowers on the razor wire)
(Walk on in)
Her eyes were cobalt red
Her voice was cobalt blue
I see no purple light
Crashing out of you
So just walk on in
(Flowers on the razor wire)
(Walk on in)
Her lovers queued up in the hallway
I heard them scratching at the door
I tried to tell her
About Marx and Engels, God and Angels
I don't really know what for
But she looked good in ribbons
So just walk on in
She looked good in ribbons
So just walk on in

Tie a red red red red red red ribbon
Love is a many splintered thing
Tie a red red red red ribbon
Don't be afraid
Just walk on in

Just walk on in
(Incoming...)
(Incoming...)
Just walk on in
Just walk on in
Flowers on the razor wire
Just walk on in...
INCOMING!
 


binge, cringe, cringe, binge, sloppy
binge, cringe,
(the police used to watch over the people,
now they're watching the people)
sloppy, mincing, eyedropping, biopsy.
cyclops overlooks optic options.
rotton, showstopper, skinpopper.
babbler dabbler.
self confessed criminal.
tore pen in vain.
instant, still spellbound.
game stock, talk back rock.
reencounter incident.
subsistance is inexistant.
(now is the onlt thing that's real)
non committed, unwitted, oblivious.
habitual resistor.
roughed up edge, fluent nudge, pre-collect ignition.
motivation inexistant.

wasted views,
thats all they see blue,
hot blood, guilt, optic nerve.
with the right attitude you will succed, blue.
self abusive recluse, too late for me.
make shifting peace unsettling.
crazy...doing crazy things.
keep your eyes open, soft spoken changes nothing.
a view so cruel.
(a few)

dogs body comatose, torchlight roast.
disinterest. disinfect.
retold, impressed by possession.
insiders know, refresh, detained contest.
all that is pure, sure tonight, freeze in time.
shadows climb, distracting override.
instincts evolve, over and over.
why cant you see this?

(do you, don't you want me to make you?
coming down fast but don't let me brake you.
only tell me tell me the answer.
you may be a lover but you aint no dancer)

wasted truth.
why call it all, blue?
hot lines.
eventual decline.
with the right attitude you will succed, blue.
resent that discontent.
sidestep.
define the state of things so far.
crazy things, soft spoken..overide.
with your eyes open, you know soft spoken changes nothing.
a view so cruel.
nothing.

view so cruel
view so cruel
you so cruel
view so cruel
a view so cruel
a view so cruel
(..so cruel)

try and take over, over the fringe.
sloppy, eyesore, rotten, showstopper, skinpopper.
a babbler and dabbler.
oh, change, change!
nothing.
nothing, so, no, nothing.
go, down.
go.
 


Gray light, new day leaks through the window
An old soul song comes on the alarm clock radio
We walk the forty blocks to the middle
Of the place we heard that everything would be
And there were barricades to keep us off the street
But the crowd kept pushing forward
Till they swallowed the police
Ya they went wild

We left before the dust had time to settle
Now all the broken glass swept off the avenue
And on the way home held your camera like a bible
Just wishing so bad that it held some kind of truth
And I stood nervous next to you in the dark room
You dropped the paper in the water
And it all begins to bloom
Ya they go wild

And just when I get so lonesome I cant speak
I see some flowers on the hillside
Like a wall of new TVs
Ya they go wild
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Death may come invisible or in a holy wall of fire
In the breath between the markers on some black I-80 mile
From the madness of the governments to the vengeance of the sea
Everything is eclipsed by the shape of destiny

So love me now
Hell is coming
Kiss my mouth
Hell is here

Little soldier, little insect, you know war it has no heart
It will kill you in the sunshine or happily in the dark
Where kindness is a card game or a bent-up cigarette
In the trenches, in the hard rain, with a bullet and a bet

He says, "help me out"
Hell is coming
Could you do it now?
Hell is here

See the sterile soil,
Poisoned sky
Yellow water,
Final scraps of life
Bringing new tears

Wake, Baby, wake but leave that blanket around you there is no where as safe
I'm leaving this place but there is nothing I'm planning to take
Just you
Just you
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I dedicated that song to you earlier this thread.
 
Bruce said:
Oh, well thanks. It's a good enough song to post twice.
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I even followed it up with a couple traditional Australian songs to make you feel at home. You can tell the one is Australian since it had hookers and 'roo's.
 
Try this one Spud. It's dark humor, only darker and more twistedly humorous.

 
And another dedication to Spud:

 
Reborn, Reborn, Mr. Flynt's been reborn,
and now nobody can call his magazine porn

 
It's about time some one got some videos of the greatest SoCal punk band of all time.

 



:)
 
 


If anybody can find video Babyface singing this please post. Thanks:)
 
Sorry I post same stuff over and over but I tend to go old school as none this modern day does it for me and I stick to what i love:)
 
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