What are you listening to?

Artist: Beck
Album: The Information
Year: 2006
Title: Nausea

1, 2, 3, 4

I'm a seasick sailor
On a ship of noise
I got my maps all backwards
And my instincts poisoned
In a truth blown gutter
Full of wasted years
Like blown-out speakers
Ringin' in my ears

Oh it's nausea, oh nausea
And we're gone
It's nausea, oh nausea
And we're gone

Now I'm a straight-line walker
In a black-out room
I push a shopping cart over
In an Aztec ruin
With my minion fingers
Working for some God
Who could see his own reflection
In a parking lot

Oh it's nausea, oh nausea
And we're gone
No it's nausea, oh nausea
And we're gone

Now I'm a priest teenager
On a tower of dust
I'm a dead generator
In a cloud of exhaust
I eat alone in the desert
With skulls for my pets
I rate the days, one to ten
With lead cigarettes

It's nausea, oh nausea
And we're gone
It's nausea, oh nausea
And we're gone

Artist: Beck
Album: The Information
Year: 2006
Title:Dark Star

One, two
One, two

A disappointment condition, a perfunctory prescription
Of an indigent mindset of belligerant silence
We got all we need droning out of a tin can
Thinking about the rain under the sweatshirt hood
Listen to the noise on the battery tape deck
A Judas trainwreck, anonymous suspect
Hovering in carbon monoxide cremations
Loners waste away inside of vacant locations
Think tanks empty, international dream bank
Plug in my reactor to the fallout zone
The enemies' story is a lot like mine
And if you get to the point then you know better than I

Dark star like an eye that's closing
Sees through the shards from a scar that's open

Autopilot drivers riding out on the ice age
Infidels swallowed in a vanishing point
Ammunition souls shooting holes in the ozone
Widow's tears washing the soldier's bones
Sterilized egos delirium sequels
Punctured by the arrows of American eagles

Robot to teach you all the rules that delete you
Backspace my brain, my equilibrium guns

Dark star, just an eye that is closing
Sees through the shards from a scar that's open

One, two
One, two
You know what to do
 
I kind of like this verse by Sweatshop Union from the song "the human race".

Nowadays people don't talk freely
We walk these streets, go home
And not be seen, we watch TV alone
Then phone in our orders for Chinese delivery
Closed in our quarters, so high we forget
That we ever knew any better than this
And now we swim in the sewage
Together in bliss and it’s a sad state of affairs
They're making us scared to even set foot outside our own houses
And now it’s like every place I look I see
Propaganda from the papers, to the books I read
And they're preparing us for a staged terrorist war
So they can centralize the power and have us scared to the core
My parents ignore it, I guess it’s just too deeply imbedded in their heads
That the truth is on TV, So breathe deep and be free of all this
Civilized society or whatever you call it
 
Sinead O'Connor - Fire on Babylon


She took my father from my life oh
Took my sister and brothers oh
I watched her torturing my child
Feeble i was then but now i'm grown

Fire on babylon
Oh yes a change has come
Fire on babylon
Fire
Fire
Fire

She's taken everything i liked
She's taken every lover oh
And all along she gave me lies
Just to make me think i loved her

Fire on babylon
Oh yes a change has come
Look what she did to her son
Fire
Fire
Fire on

Life's backwards
Life's backwards
People turn around
The house is burned
The house is burned
The children are gone

Fire
Fire

Fire on babylon
Oh yes a change has come
Fire on babylon
Fire
Fire, oh
Fire, oh

Fire on babylon
Oh yes a change has come
Look what she did to her son
Look what she did to her son

Fire
Fire
Fire
Fire on babylon
Fire on babylon
 
When I Was a Boy
by Dar Williams

I won't forget when Peter Pan came to my house, took my hand
I said I was a boy; I'm glad he didn't check.
I learned to fly, I learned to fight
I lived a whole life in one night
We saved each other's lives out on the pirate's deck.

And I remember that night
When I'm leaving a late night with some friends
And I hear somebody tell me it's not safe,
someone should help me
I need to find a nice man to walk me home.

When I was a boy, I scared the pants off of my mom,
Climbed what I could climb upon
And I don't know how I survived,
I guess I knew the tricks that all boys knew.

And you can walk me home, but I was a boy, too.

I was a kid that you would like, just a small boy on her bike
Riding topless, yeah, I never cared who saw.
My neighbor come outside to say, "Get your shirt,"
I said "No way, it's the last time I'm not breaking any law."

And now I'm in this clothing store, and the signs say less is more
More that's tight means more to see, more for them, not more for me
That can't help me climb a tree in ten seconds flat

When I was a boy, See that picture? That was me
Grass-stained shirt and dusty knees
And I know things have gotta change,
They got pills to sell, they've got implants to put in,
they've got implants to remove

But I am not forgetting...that I was a boy too

And like the woods where I would creep, it's a secret I can keep
Except when I'm tired, 'cept when I'm being caught off guard
And I've had a lonesome awful day, the conversation finds its way
To catching fire-flies out in the backyard.

And I so tell the man I'm with about the other life I lived
And I say now you're top gun, I have lost and you have won
And he says, "Oh no, no, can't you see

When I was a girl, my mom and I we always talked
And I picked flowers everywhere that I walked.
And I could always cry, now even when I'm alone I seldom do
And I have lost some kindness
But I was a girl too.
And you were just like me, and I was just like you
 
M.I.A. - Sunshowers

I bongo
with my lingo
And beat it like a wing yo
To Congo
To Columbo
Can't stereotype my thing yo
I salt and pepper my mango
Shoot spit
Out the window
Bingo I got em in the thing yo
Now what? I'm doing my thing yo

Quit bending all my fingo
Quit beating me like you're Ringo
You wanna go?
You wanna win a war?
Like P.L.O don't surrendo

The sunshowers that fall on my troubles
Are over you my baby
And some showers I'll be aiming at you
cos I'm watching you my baby

I bongo
with my lingo
And beat it like a wing yo
To Congo
To Columbo
Can't stereotype my thing yo
I checked that mouth on him
Fucking check that gas on him
I had him
Cornered him
Fucking shut that gate on him
Why would you listen to him?
He had his way I'm bored of him
I'm tired of him
I don't wanna be as bad as him

It's a bomb yo
so run yo
Put away your stupid gun yo
Cos we see through like a protocol call
That's why we blow it up 'fore we go

The sunshowers that fall on my troubles
Are over you my baby
And some showers I'll be aiming at you
cos I'm watching you my baby

Semi-9 and snipered him
On that wall they posted him
They cornered him
and then just murdered him

He told them he didn't know them
He wasn't there they didn't know him
They showed him a picture then
Ain't that you with the Muslims?

He had colgate on his teeth
And Reebok classics on his feet
At a factory he does Nike
And then helps the family

Beat heart beat
He's made it to the Newsweek
Sweetheart seen it
He's doing it for the peeps. peace.

The sunshowers that fall on my troubles
Are over you my baby
And some showers I'll be aiming at you
cos I'm watching you my baby
 
WHEELS OF CONFUSION
------Black Sabbath

Long ago I wandered through my mind
in the land of fairy tales and stories
Lost in happiness I knew no fears
Innocence and love was all I knew
was it illusion?

Soon the days went passing into years
Happiness just didn't come so easy
Life was more than fairy tales and daydreams
Innocence was just another word
was it illusion?

Lost in the wheels of confusion
Running through valleys of tears
Eyes full of angered illusion
Hiding in everyday fears

So I found that life is just a game
But you know there's never been a winner
Try your hardest, you'll still be a loser
The world will still be turning when you're gone
Yeah when you're gone!
 
Alice In Chains › Down In A Hole

Bury me softly in this womb
I give this part of me for you
Sand rains down and here I sit
Holding rare flowers
In a tomb...in bloom

Down in a hole and I dont know if I can be saved
See my heart I decorate it like a grave
You dont understand who they
Thought I was supposed to be
Look at me now a man
Who wont let himself be

Down in a hole, feelin so small
Down in a hole, losin my soul
Id like to fly,
But my wings have been so denied

Down in a hole and theyve put all
The stones in their place
Ive eaten the sun so my tongue
Has been burned of the taste
I have been guilty
Of kicking myself in the teeth
I will speak no more
Of my feelings beneath

Down in a hole, feelin so small
Down in a hole, losin my soul
Id like to fly but my
Wings have been so denied

Bury me softly in this womb
Oh I want to be inside of you
I give this part of me for you
Oh I want to be inside of you
Sand rains down and here I sit
Holding rare flowers (oh I want to be inside of you)
In a tomb...in bloom
Oh I want to be inside...

Down in a hole, feelin so small
Down in a hole, losin my soul
Down in a hole, feelin so small
Down in a hole, outta control
Id like to fly but my
Wings have been so denied
 
[There's a rather special quality to this song in its hearing that transcends it's mere words. You really should listen to it, if you have a chance.]

Cirque Du Soleil - Allegria

Allegria

Come un lampo di vita

Allegria

Come un pazzo gridar

Allegria

Del delittuoso grido
Bella ruggente pena,
Seren
Come la rabbia di amar

Allegria

Come un assalto di gioia

Allegria

I see a spark of life shining

Allegria

I hear a young minstrel sing

Allegria

Beautiful roaring scream
Of joy and sorrow,
So extreme
There is a love in me raging

Allegria

A joyous,
Magical feeling

***musical bridge***

Allegria

Come un lampo di vita

Allegria

Come un pazzo gridar

Allegria

Del delittuoso grido
Bella ruggente pena,
Seren
Come la rabbia di amar

Allegria

Come un assalto di gioia
Del delittuoso grido
Bella ruggente pena,
Seren
Come la rabbia di amar

Allegria
Come un assalto di gioia

Allegria

Como la luz de la vida

Allegria

Como un payaso que grita

Allegria

Del estupendo grito
De la tristeza loca
Serena
Como la rabia de amar

Allegria

Como un asalto de felicidad
Del estupendo grito
De la tristeza loca
Serena
Como la rabia de amar

Allegria

Como un asalto de felicidad
There is a love in me raging

Allegria

A joyous,
Magical feeling
 
Mindstalking
- Lunascape

Somewhere in your mind
Every one can hide
their soul, their mourning
Your memory confined

No one can be found
But they are still around
Like mindstalking
In ivory surrounds

Calling out your enemy inside
Like mindstalking
Intruder of life, call no more
Like mindstalking

Silently you fight
The anger in your cry
A sound invoking
The enemy inside

I reveal your shame
Sacred and profane
A crime revoking
Your memory in vain

Calling out your enemy inside
Like mindstalking
Intruder of life, call no more
Like mindstalking
 
Adam Freeland - "We Want Your Soul"

Your cell phone, your wallet, your time, your ideas
No barcode, no party, no iodine, no beers
Your bankcard, your licence, your thoughts, your fears
No simcard, no disco, no photo, not here
Your blood, your sweat, your passions, your regrets
Your office, your time off, your fashions, your sex
Your pills, your pass, your tits, your ass.
Your ass, your bones.

We want your Soul x5
(in background...Your Cash, Your House, Your Phone, Your Life, Your Cash, Your House, Your Life)

Show us your habits, your facts, our fears
Give us your address, your shoe size, your years
Your digits, your plans, your number, your eyes
Your schedule, your desktop, your details, your life.
Show us your children, your photos, your home.
Here, take credit, take insurance, take a loan.
Get a job, get a pension, get a haircut, get a suit.
Play the lottery, play football, play the field, sports on toot

We’ll show you females, show you sex.
We’ll sell you crap, charge you max.

We want your Soul x5
(in background...Your Cash, Your House, Your Phone, Your Life, Your Cash, Your House, Your Life)

Your feelings, your emotions, your love, your dreams
Your cheque book, your residence, your sweat, your screams
Your security, your sobriety, your innocence, your society
Your self, your place, your distance, your speed

Go back to bed America, your government is in control again

Here, watch this, shut up
You are free to do as we tell you
You are free to do as we tell you

We want your soul

Here's programmes, here's matters, here's Britney, here's Cola
Here's pizza, here's TV, here's some rock and some Rolla
Watch commercials, more commercials, watch Jerry, not Oprah
Buy a better life from the comfort of your sofa
Here's popcorn, here's magazines, here's milkshake, here's blue jeans
here's padded bras, here's long cars, here's football shirts, here's baseball caps
here's live talk shows, here's video games, here's cola lite, here's Timberlake
here's fingertips, here's collagen, here's all night bars, here's plastic

We want your soul x5
(In the background...Your Cash, Your House, Your Phone, Your Life, Your Cash, Your House, Your Life)
Your Soul x6

Go back to bed America, your government is in control again
Here, here’s American Gladiators
Watch this, shut up

Go back to bed America,
Here’s American Gladiators, here’s 56 channels of it
Watch these pictuary retards bang their fu*king scrolls together
And congratulate you on living in the land of freedom
Here you are America
You are free to do as we tell you
You are free to do as we tell you

We want your soul x5
 
"People Lead" - Ben Harper

When the people lead
the leaders they will have to follow
and all their lies and their alibies
they will have to swallow
and it's you that has the authority
for the one who is right
is the majority

when the people lead
people take the lead
children you've got to take your lead
or you shall be led astray

so as long as someone else
controls your history
the truth shall remain just a mystery
for you can lead a horse to the water
but you cannot make him drink
you can put a man through school
but you cannot make him think

when the people lead
people take the lead
children you've got to take your lead
or you shall be led astray

watch them try to hide
this world's imposition
but like disease that has come round from remission
when it seems
as if it has left your person
all the while it has only worsened

when the people lead
people take the lead
children you've got to take your lead
or you shall be led astray
 
Billy Bragg, The Great Leap Forward with some 00's updates.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vdYwfDaAHVs&mode=related&search=
 
Everything You Know Is Wrong by Weird Al Yankovic

I was driving on the freeway in the fast lane
With a rabid wolverine in my underwear
When suddenly a guy behind me in the back seat
Popped right up and cupped his hands across my eyes

I guessed, "Is it Uncle Frank or Cousin Louie?"
"Is it Bob or Joe or Walter?"
"Could it be Bill or Jim or Ed or Bernie or Steve?"
I probably would have kept on guessing
But about that time we crashed into the truck

And as I'm laying bleeding there on the asphalt
Finally I recognize the face of my hibachi dealer
Who takes off his prosthetic lips and tells me

Everything you know is wrong
Black is white, up is down and short is long
And everything you thought was just so
Important doesn't matter

Everything you know is wrong
Just forget the words and sing along
All you need to understand is
Everything you know is wrong

I was walkin' to the kitchen for some Golden Grahams
When I accidentally stepped into an alternate dimension
And soon I was abducted by some aliens from space
Who kinda looked like Jamie Farr

They sucked out my internal organs
And they took some polaroids
And said I was a darn good sport
And as a way of saying thank you
They offered to transport me back to
Any point in history that I would care to go

And so I had them send me back to last Thursday night
So I could pay my phone bill on time
Just then the floating disembodied head of
Colonel Sanders started yelling

Everything you know is wrong
Black is white, up is down and short is long
And everything you thought was just so
Important doesn't matter

Everything you know is wrong
Just forget the words and sing along
All you need to understand is
Everything you know is wrong

orchestral

I was just about to mail a letter to my evil twin
When I got a nasty papercut
And, well, to make a long story short
It got infected and I died

So now I'm up in heaven with St. Peter
By the pearly gates
And it's obvious he doesn't like
The Nehru jacket that I'm wearing
He tells me that they've got a dress code

Well, he lets me into heaven anyway
But I get the room next to the noisy ice machine
For all eternity
And every day he runs by screaming

Everything you know is wrong
Black is white, up is down and short is long
And everything you used to think was so important
Doesn't really matter anymore
Because the simple fact remains that

Everything you know is wrong
Just forget the words and sing along
All you need to understand is
Everything you know is wrong
Everything you know is wrong
 
I love this song. I first heard it sung by Tom Rush



And I awoke today and found the frost perched on the town
It hovered in a frozen sky and gobbled summer down
When the sun turns traitor cold
And shivering trees are standing in a naked row
I get the urge for going but I never seem to go

And I get the urge for going when the meadow grass is turning brown
Summertime is falling down winter's closing in

I had a girl in summertime with summer colored skin
And not another man in town my darling's heart could win
But when the leaves fell trembling down
And bully winds did rub their face down in the snow
She got the urge for going I had to let her go

She got the urge for going when the meadow grass was turning brown
And summertime was falling down and winters closing in

Now the warriors of winter they give a cold triumphant shout
All that stays is dying all that lives is getting out
See the geese in chevron flight
Flapping and a-racin on before the snow
Got the urge for going they've got the wings to go

And they get the urge for going when the meadow grass is turning brown
Summertime is falling down and winter's closing in

I'll ply the fire with kindling, I'll pull the blankets to my chin
I'll lock the vagrant winter out I'll bolt my wandering in
I'd like to call back summertime
And have her stay for just another month or so
But she's got the urge for going I guess she'll have to go
And she's gets the urge for going when the meadow grass is turning
brown
All her empire's are falling down winter's closing in

And I get the urge for going when the meadow grass is turning brown
And summertime is falling down

Winters closing in.

Thomas Alan
 
Do The Evolution by Pearl Jam


I'm ahead, I'm the man
I'm the first mammal to wear pants, yeah
I'm at peace with my lust
I can kill 'cause in God I trust, yeah
It's evolution, baby

I'm a beast, I'm the man
Buying stocks on the day of the crash
On the loose, I'm a truck
All the rolling hills I'll flatten them out, yeah
It's heard behavior, uh huh
It's evolution, baby

Admire me, admire my home
Admire my song, here's my clone
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
This land is mine, this land is free
I'll do what I want but i do irresponsibly
It's evolution, baby

I'm a thief, I'm a liar
Here's my church, and I sing in the choir:
Hallelujah, halleujah

Admire me, admire my home
Admire my song, admire my clothes
An appetite for a nightly feast
Those ignorant Indians got nothin' on me
Nothin', why?
Because, it's evolution, baby!

I am ahead, I am advanced
I am the first mammal to make plans, yeah
I crawled the earth, but now I'm hot
I tried to chill yah, but you turned to fire

It's evolution, baby
It's evolution, baby
Do the evolution
Come on, come on, come on

The video:
_http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FoNmNmXExZ8

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The above song is kind of interesting. I like it to the effect of how our society is portrayed over time.
 
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