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great lines from music i’m listening to this evening whilst shredding documents, sorting bills, and playing world of warcraft. how many can you recognize? if you can get more than two or three i will be most impressed. much of what i like is rather obscure.
- and i feel like i’m being eaten by a thousand million shivering furry holes
- and it’s you when i look in the mirror
- so you’re running ’round the parking lot, till every lightning bug is caught, punching some pinholes in the lid of a jar, while we wait in the car
- but the film is a saddening bore, ’cause she’s lived it ten times or more
- the dreams in which i’m dying are the best i’ve ever had
- and so with gods and men, the sheep remain inside their pen, though many times they’ve seen the way to leave
- the music we make is serpentine and bittersweet
- in my youth, you know i loved you like gangbusters and now i watch you fall
- fruit is rusting on the vine
- now we have light to see the gifts that we’ve exchanged, you now hold the sun and i am left with pain
- our amoeba, my little liebe schön
- lost among echoes of things not there, watching the sound forming shapes in the air
- the edge of time closes down as i disappear
- god will remind us what we already know, that the human race is about to reap what it’s sown
- if the real jesus christ were to stand up today, he’d be gunned down cold by the CIA
- you’re only popular with anorexia, so I turn myself inside out in hope someone will see
- but what if I’m a mermaid in these jeans of his with her name still on it?
- bruised silken sky and burning flag
- and all the people that you made in your image, still believing that junk is true, well i know it ain’t and so do you
- when you fuck it up later, do i get my money back?
- the heat and the sickliest sweet smelling sheets, that cling to the backs of my knees and my feet
- it’s not such a wicked awesome good time when the shopping mall militia point their cannons at you
- cheerleader waves her cyanide wand, there’s a smell of peach blossom and bitter almond
- i’d give you all of my dreams, if you’ll help me find a door that doesn’t lead me back again
- i see the truth when i’m all stupid-eyed
- wishes she could call him heartache, but it’s not a boy’s name
- if you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice
- ballerinas that have fins that you’ll never find
- carnival, the wheels fly and colors spin through alcohol, red wine that punctures the skin
- i have watched the manimals and cried, buying time, buying ends to other peoples’ lives
and yes, i’ll be nice and give you the answers… 🙂
- the cure, lullaby
- sometimes you can’t make it on your own, u2
- red vines, aimee mann
- life on mars, david bowie
- mad world, tears for fears
- firth of fifth, genesis
- our story, judybats
- our story, judybats
- low, cracker
- pull it down, payne’s grey
- humdrum, peter gabriel
- humdrum, peter gabriel
- omegaman, police
- armageddon days (are here again), the the
- armageddon days (are here again), the the (man, there are SO MANY good lines in this song)
- jackie’s strength, tori amos
- silent all these years, tori amos
- bad, u2
- dear god, xtc
- how am i different, aimee mann
- home, depeche mode
- accidentally 4th street (gloria), figures on a beach
- broadway melody of 1974, genesis
- the chamber of 32 doors, genesis
- the perfect drug, nine inch nails
- appetite, prefab sprout
- freewill, rush
- spark, tori amos
- the unforgettable fire, u2
- jason and the argonauts, xtc