What are you listening to?

This is a fun one from the perspective of someone who has gotten fed up with the inhumanity of only socializing through social media:

by Placebo - "Too Many Friends"

The following seems sort of a feel good/ "power of love" type song, but I found the lyrics sort of interesting if the lyrics are interpreted using more "esoteric" definitions of the words. I also found the the imagery of "people in robots" in the video to be humorously appropriate, although the fighting seems disconnected from the meaning of the lyrics.

by KOKIA - "Fate"
 
I used to be an Incubus fan when I was a teenager... recently I accidentally came across their music again and remembered their nice lyrics. :)

One of my favourites: When it comes - Incubus


It's coming around again
They're letting it out again, again
It's coming around again
They're letting it out again, again
It's coming around again
They're letting it out again, again
It's coming around again
They're letting it out again
When it comes, it comes abrupt
And it feels, it feels like trading brains with an imbecile
For real
Yes I feel emphatic about not being static
And not buying philosophies that are sold to me, no, at a steal
Just when you thought, it was safe to think
In comes mental piracy, and no
What I'm looking for (for)
Can not be sold to me
I wish they all would stop trying
Cuz what I want, and what I need, is and will always be free
It's coming around again
They're letting it out again, again
It's coming around again
They're letting it out again
When it comes, it comes unannounced
And it feels like a matador is taunting me with his reddest red cloth
And I am the bull
Yes I feel emphatic about not being static
And not eating the bullshit that's being fed to me
Cuz now I'm full
Just when you thought, it was safe to think
In comes mental piracy, and no
What I'm looking for (for)
Can not be sold to me
I wish they all would stop trying
Cuz what I want, and what I need, is and will always be free
It's coming around again
They're letting it out again, again
 
Oh, they SAY. ;)



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gsz2uIRnqqc


In the misty morning, on the edge of time
We've lost the rising sun, a final sign
As the misty morning rolls away to die
Reaching for the stars, we blind the sky

We sailed across the air before we learned to fly
We thought that it could never end
We'd glide above the ground before we learned to run, run
Now it seems our world has come undone

Oh they say that it's over
And it just had to be
Ooh they say that it's over
We're lost children of the sea, oh

We made the mountains shake with laughter as we played
Hiding in our corner of the world
Then we did the demon dance and rushed to nevermore
Threw away the key and locked the door

Oh they say that it's over, yeah
And it just had to be
Yes they say that it's over
We're lost children of the sea

In the misty morning, on the edge of time
We've lost the rising sun, a final sign
As the misty morning rolls away to die
Reaching for the stars, we blind the sky

Oh they say that it's over, yeah
And it just had to be
Oh they say that it's over
Poor lost children of the sea, yeah

LOOK OUT! The sky is falling down!
LOOK OUT! The world is spinning round and round and round!
LOOK OUT! The sun is going black, black
LOOK OUT! It's never never never coming back, LOOK OUT!​
 
This is a pretty cool 'rap' by THE GOD FRACTAL, he's not widely known.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VH-8pJrDIsU

The lyrics are as follows..
"It's a matter of importance to me
that you be lucid & aware of what your able to be
since I was able to see the lack of limits I've been infinite
& this is indiscriminate it isn't narcissistic,
arson isn't always meant to be destructive, it's an art form
this is my attempt to start the fire that makes you Art more
& logic less, cuz logic since the dollar has been off a bit
I'm offering a sentence that could bring you back to sanity
empathic but emphatically I plan to see you mastering
the art of Your existence so that everyone can benefit
then on & on fractally it blossoms into everything
& mindfully we intervene, I.E create reality

I used to hate this word but now I know it's definition
& I've learned to trust my family, I see all 7 billion
So I deem it time to DMT them all with this opinion
& I pray to my creators that just one of you will listen
(because)

The light & divine truth was always inside you
I'm here to remind you that you are
not what confines you, you've traveled through time to
arrive at this line & now you are
in a vessel designed to, invent & define truth
illusion divides you but you are
the limitless vine through which everything vibes to
I'm here to remind you that you are

I am the illuminati of my own reality
I am not of afraid of those who benefit from apathy
I am not a slave to any entity or anything
my mission as a cell is reconnecting us with everything
inevitably everything is bound to evolve
cuz that's the nature of the fractal that were all so involved in
revolving round a nucleus that nuclearly powers us
but I've comprised a theory that suggest we really power IT
see power is the act of understanding what you're standing on
this is not the planet I was bore from though the mastodon
is part of me I'm partially a particle lost in time & space but I'll remember when they're blasting me off
that I am everything
free from the pendulum I may never be
but I control my darkness just enough to make a friend of it
addendumless my bible is remembering the ultimate
then every channeled verse is holy text because we come from it
& every son & daughter is my bleeding hearted counterpart
so I will find the others & remind them that we have a heart
your part of god whenever you remember & Im sure now
endeavoring forever on the quest showing more how...

Something about god..."
 
style: melodic hardcore
very interesting text about psychopaths and the world



These streets arent paved with gold
Dont believe everything that youre told
Deception hides in all you see
Corruption hides in the air that you breathe

And in the land of the free
You know nothing comes for free
Fourth drive in paradise
Vapid souls check the market price

Life time slave
Living in a suburban grave
If there was a God
Was a God
You would be the death of him

These colours dont run
Like colour from the face
Eyes roll back
Chemical despair
Its true what they say
Life isnt fair

So repeat this line
Everything, everything is fine
So repeat this line
Everything, everything is fine

These colours dont run
Like colour from the face
Eyes roll back
Chemical despair
Its true what they say
Life isnt fair

And in the land of the free
You know nothing comes for free

Im struggling to find any poetry in this
Someone beat me to the line
Ignorance is bliss
So I guess Ill just say it how it is
You had it all
You -flicking- pigs

These streets arent paved with gold
Dont believe everything that youre told
Deception hides in all you see
Corruption hides in the air you breathe
 
Came across a very different sort of music and instruments, envisioned and made by someone who turns the hundreds of thousands of illegal guns from the U.S. that are shipped into Mexico on an annual basis, into, well shovels. When not making shovels, he is making instruments out of their original skeletons.

The Only Thing These Guns-Turned-Instruments Kill Is the Dance Floor _http://www.ryot.org/pedro-reyes-disarmed-guns-instruments/832489/8

 

Pink- Dear Mr President- I'm Not Dead

Dear Mr. President,
Come take a walk with me
Let's pretend we're just two people and you're not better than me
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly
What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye?
And tell me why?

Dear Mr. President,
Were you a lonely boy?
How can you say no child is left behind?
We're not dumb and we're not blind
They're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell

What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye?
Let me tell you bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you bout hard work
You don't know nothing bout hard work
How do you sleep at night?
How do you walk with your head held high?

Dear Mr. President
You'd never take a walk with me -Would you?



 

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The Hanging Tree -Marty Robbins- Gunfighter Ballads

I came to town to search for gold
And I brought with me a memory
And I seem to hear the night wind cry
Go hang your dreams on the hangin' tree
Your dreams of love that could never be
Hang your faded dreams on the hangin' tree


I searched tor gold and I found my gold
And I found a girl who loved just me
And I wished that I could love her too
But I'd left my heart on the hangin' tree

I'd left my heart with a memory
And a faded dream on the hangin' tree

Now there were men who craved my gold
And meant to take my gold from me
When a man is gone he needs no gold
So they carried me to the hangin' tree
To join my dreams and a memory
Yes, they carried me to the hangin' tree

To really live you must almost die
And it happened just that way with me
They took the gold and set me free
And I walked away from the hangin' tree
I walked away from the hangin' tree
And my own true love, she walked with me

That's when I knew that the hangin' tree
Was a tree of life, new life for me
A tree of hope, new hope for me
A tree of love, new love tor me
The hangin' tree
The hangin' tree
 
Uploaded on Oct 20, 2009
Adam Ant - Goody two Shoes 1982

With the heartbreak open
So much you can't hide
Put on a little makeup makeup
Make sure they get your good side good side

If the words unspoken
Get stuck in your throat
Send a treasure token token
Write it on a pound note pound note

Don't drink don't smoke - what do you do?
Don't drink don't smoke - what do you do?
Subtle innuends follow
There must be something inside hes hiding

We dont follow fashion
That would be a joke
You know we're going to set them set them
So everyone can take note take note

When they saw you kneeling
Crying words that you mean
Opening their eyeballs eyeballs
Pretending that you're al green al green

Don't drink dont smoke - what do you do?
Don't drink dont smoke - what do you do?
Subtle innuends follow
There must be something inside hes hiding

(Instrumental)

No one's gonna tell me
What's wrong or what's right
Or tell me who to eat with sleep with
Or that I've won the big fight big fight

Look out or they'll tell you
You're a superstar
Two weeks and you're an all time legend
I think the games have gone much too far

If the words unspoken
Get stuck in your throat
Send a treasure token token
Write it on a pound note pound note

Don't drink don't smoke - what do you do?
Don't drink don't smoke - what do you do?
Subtle innuends follow
There must be something inside

Don't drink don't smoke - what do you do?
Don't drink don't smoke - what do you do?
Subtle innuends follow
There must be something inside

Don't drink don't smoke - what do you do?
Don't drink don't smoke - what do you do?
Subtle innuends follow
There must be something inside
 
Nujabes - Modal Soul Album (2005) _http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WrO9PTpuSSs

Genre: Instrumental hip hop / Rap

Song Lyrics to 'Signs' (They all have a similar theme)

You wanna watch it fall apart
Every time I walk I watch
I look, I notice, I observe
I read the signs
And the signs are pointing in the wrong direction
The signs are not naming the streets
Or leading you to the highways
The signs are naming names
Tombstones to mark the death of children not even born
And I don't mean abortion I mean what is to come

The signs are telling me to turn back around
The signs are telling me to research my past
The signs are telling me to learn from my mistakes
The signs are asking me questions
Do you wanna watch it all fall apart?
Do you have any control?
Is there anything that you can do?

Time is not a nice person
I know because the sign said it
Time can be generous but ultimately time is indifferent
Time does not give two damns or a fuck

So what will you do?
What will we do?

So I'm in the middle of the street talkin' to the signs
And people are lookin' at me pointing and laughing
Like, "This mothafucker's crazy!"

But do they not see the signs?
Do you not see the signs?

If there is one thing in this world
That you can depend on
That you can bet your last dollar on
It's the ignorance of the American people

But still I have faith
But still I read the signs
They are indeed there

Some of us are lost
And will not find our way
No matter what the signs say

Some of us do not see the signs because
We are too busy shopping
Some of us do not see the signs because
We can't help but stop and look at the accidents and stare
We are in a daze
We are amazed by the world's displays

Some of us do not see the signs because
We are giving spare change to the homeless
We are getting gas
We are volunteering for duty
And we are watching television

We are driving around in circles on spinners
And we are working eight to six

We are on our way to the club
We are high, we are drunk, and we are sober
And we do not see the signs

We are listening to a moron babble
We are listening to tongues that lie
We give them an ear
We give them a hand
We give them both eyes
So we cannot see the signs

There are children playing in the streets
And they cannot read the signs
They are only children

Stop
Stop!

I fear there is no U-turn
And that this road dead-ends
Because we cannot read the signs

Do you not see the signs?
We must read the signs
And we must turn around
We must turn around
We gotta turn this shit around
And we gotta read the signs

We must read the signs...
We must read the signs...
We must read the signs...
We gotta read the signs...
We gotta turn this shit around...
We must turn this shit around...
 
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