No Quarter
originaly by: Led Zeppelin
Coverd by: Tool
Lyrics:
Close the door, put out the light.
No, they won't be home tonight.
The snow falls hard and don't you know?
The winds of Thor are blowing cold.
They're wearing steel that's bright and true
They carry news that must get through, oooh
They choose the path where no-one goes.
They hold no quarter, They hold no quarter.
Walking side by side with death
The devil mocks their every step
The snow drives back the foot that's slow
The dogs of doom are howling more
They carry news that must get through
To build a dream for me and you
They choose the path where no-one goes.
They hold no quarter, They ask no quarter.
The pain, the pain without quarter.
They ask no quarter.
Yeah! Without quarter, quarter, yeah!
The dogs of doom are howling more!
I hear the dogs of doom are howling more!
im a led Zepplin fan, and im a huge tool fan. Tool did an amazing job in covering this song. i like the Led Zepplin version is classic its the original, but i like the Tool version alot more. the tool version is more modern, and better sound quality , and more heavy.tool put a spin on the song. i love this song, both versions are great.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Friday, May 8, 2009
Song Analysis #3
John Lennon- Imagine
Imagine there's no heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today...
Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace...
You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one
Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world...
You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one
the song i chose to analyse was John Lennons- Imagine. i very political song, this song got him accused of being a Communist.
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Political Messages
A Perfect Cricle- Counting Bodies Like Sheep To The Rhythm Of The War drums
Don't fret precious I'm here, step away from the window
Go back to sleep
Safe from pain and truth and choice and other poison devils,
See, they don't give a fuck about you, like I do.
Count the bodies like sheep
Count the bodies like sheep
Counting bodies like sheep
To the rhythm of the war drums
Count the bodies like sheep
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep
Counting bodies like sheep
To the rhythm of the war drums
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep
Counting bodies like sheep
To the rhythm of the war drums
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep
Counting bodies like sheep
Go back to sleep
Go to sleep [x14]
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep
Counting bodies like sheep
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep
Counting bodies like sheep
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep
Counting bodies like sheep
To the rhythm of the war drums
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep
Counting bodies like sheep
To the rhythm of the war drums
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep
Counting bodies like sheep
To the rhythm of the war drums [x2]
I’ll be the one to protect you from your enemies and all your demons
I'll be the one to protect you from a will to survive and a voice of reason
I'll be the one to protect you from your enemies and your choices son
They're one in the same, I must isolate you…
Isolate and save you from yourself …
i believe this song is about the government. you should deffenatly check out the music video, its very political. "sheep" are us, they are the people of america. we the "sheep" are blindly following the goventment. they hide whats really going on .
Incubus- New Skin
At first I see an open wound
infected and disastrous.
It breathes chaotic catastrophe,
It cries to be renewed.(Flaming over!)
It's tears are the color of anger,
they dry to form a scab.
To the touch, it's stiff and resilient,
underneath, the new skin breathes.
It's all been saved,
with the exception for the right parts.
When will we be new skin?
As outwardly cliche as it may seem,
Yess- something under the surface says, "C'est la vie."
It is a circle, there is a plan,
dead skin will atrophy itself and start again.
Look closely at that open wound,
see past what covers the surface.
Underneath chaotic catastrophe,
creation takes the stage.
Dead skin will atrophy itself and start again.(x3)
It's all been saved,
with the exception for the right parts.
When will we be new skin?
It's all been seen,
with the exception for what could be.
When will we be new skin?
[Spoken]
UNTIL THE 20th CENTURY
REALITY WAS EVERYTHING
HUMANS COULD TOUCH,
SMELL, SEE, AND HEAR.
SINCE THE INITIAL
PUBLICATION OF THE
CHARTED ELECTROMAGNETIC
SPECTRUM, HUMANS HAVE
LEARNED THAT WHAT THEY
CAN TOUCH, SMELL, SEE, AND
HEAR IS LESS THAN ONE
MILLIONTH OF REALITY.
[/Spoken]
Fallacious cognitions
spewed from televisions
do mould our decisions.
So stop and take a look,
and you'll see what i see now.
It's all been saved,
with the exception for the right parts.
When will we be new skin?
It's all been seen,
with the exception for what could be.
When will we be new skin?
I believe this song is about that society and life. everythiug happens for a reason. when bad things happen it sucks at first, but you learn and grow, but the wound will heal, and there will be new skin. everything will work out in the end.
Don't fret precious I'm here, step away from the window
Go back to sleep
Safe from pain and truth and choice and other poison devils,
See, they don't give a fuck about you, like I do.
Count the bodies like sheep
Count the bodies like sheep
Counting bodies like sheep
To the rhythm of the war drums
Count the bodies like sheep
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep
Counting bodies like sheep
To the rhythm of the war drums
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep
Counting bodies like sheep
To the rhythm of the war drums
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep
Counting bodies like sheep
Go back to sleep
Go to sleep [x14]
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep
Counting bodies like sheep
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep
Counting bodies like sheep
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep
Counting bodies like sheep
To the rhythm of the war drums
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep
Counting bodies like sheep
To the rhythm of the war drums
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep
Counting bodies like sheep
To the rhythm of the war drums [x2]
I’ll be the one to protect you from your enemies and all your demons
I'll be the one to protect you from a will to survive and a voice of reason
I'll be the one to protect you from your enemies and your choices son
They're one in the same, I must isolate you…
Isolate and save you from yourself …
i believe this song is about the government. you should deffenatly check out the music video, its very political. "sheep" are us, they are the people of america. we the "sheep" are blindly following the goventment. they hide whats really going on .
Incubus- New Skin
At first I see an open wound
infected and disastrous.
It breathes chaotic catastrophe,
It cries to be renewed.(Flaming over!)
It's tears are the color of anger,
they dry to form a scab.
To the touch, it's stiff and resilient,
underneath, the new skin breathes.
It's all been saved,
with the exception for the right parts.
When will we be new skin?
As outwardly cliche as it may seem,
Yess- something under the surface says, "C'est la vie."
It is a circle, there is a plan,
dead skin will atrophy itself and start again.
Look closely at that open wound,
see past what covers the surface.
Underneath chaotic catastrophe,
creation takes the stage.
Dead skin will atrophy itself and start again.(x3)
It's all been saved,
with the exception for the right parts.
When will we be new skin?
It's all been seen,
with the exception for what could be.
When will we be new skin?
[Spoken]
UNTIL THE 20th CENTURY
REALITY WAS EVERYTHING
HUMANS COULD TOUCH,
SMELL, SEE, AND HEAR.
SINCE THE INITIAL
PUBLICATION OF THE
CHARTED ELECTROMAGNETIC
SPECTRUM, HUMANS HAVE
LEARNED THAT WHAT THEY
CAN TOUCH, SMELL, SEE, AND
HEAR IS LESS THAN ONE
MILLIONTH OF REALITY.
[/Spoken]
Fallacious cognitions
spewed from televisions
do mould our decisions.
So stop and take a look,
and you'll see what i see now.
It's all been saved,
with the exception for the right parts.
When will we be new skin?
It's all been seen,
with the exception for what could be.
When will we be new skin?
I believe this song is about that society and life. everythiug happens for a reason. when bad things happen it sucks at first, but you learn and grow, but the wound will heal, and there will be new skin. everything will work out in the end.
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Imagery
Sight
Tool- Vicarious
Eye on the T.V
Cause tragedy thrills me
Whatever flavor
It happens to be
Like...
“Killed by the husband”
“Drowned by the ocean”
“Shot by his own son”
“She used the poison in his tea
And kissed him goodbye”
That’s my kind of story
It’s no fun til someone dies
Don’t look at me like
I am a monster
Frown out your one face
But with the other
Stare like a junkie
Into the T.V
Stare like a zombie
While the mother holds her child
Watches him die
Hands to the sky, crying
“Why, oh why?”
Cause I need to watch things die
From a distance
Vicariously I
Live while the whole world dies
You all need it too, don't lie
Why can’t we just admit it?
Why can’t we just admit it?
We won’t give pause until the blood is flowing
Neither the brave nor bold
Will write us the stories told
We won’t give pause until the blood is flowing
I need to watch things die
From a good safe distance
Vicariously I
Live while the whole world dies
You all feel the same so
Why can’t we just admit it?
Blood like rain falling down
Drawn by grave and ground
Part vampire, part warrior
Carnivore and voyeur
Stare at the transmittal
Sing to the death rattle
La la la la la la la-lie (x4)
Credulous at best
Your desire to believe in
Angels in the hearts of men
But pull your head on out you hippies
and give a listen
Shouldn’t have to say it all again
The universe is hostile,
So impersonal
Devour to survive
So it is, so it’s always been
We all feed
On tragedy
It’s like blood to a vampire
Vicariously I
Live while the whole world dies
Much better you than I
this song is about immagery becuse its about see ing through someone elses eyes. just watching, and not doing anyhting about it. you visulize people just sittin and watching all there tragedys and have notign to say/ do about them. the words a couch potatoe, its time, and theres a need for change
Incubus- New Skin
At first I see an open wound
infected and disastrous.
It breathes chaotic catastrophe,
It cries to be renewed.(Flaming over!)
It's tears are the color of anger,
they dry to form a scab.
To the touch, it's stiff and resilient,
underneath, the new skin breathes.
It's all been saved,
with the exception for the right parts.
When will we be new skin?
As outwardly cliche as it may seem,
Yess- something under the surface says, "C'est la vie."
It is a circle, there is a plan,
dead skin will atrophy itself and start again.
Look closely at that open wound,
see past what covers the surface.
Underneath chaotic catastrophe,
creation takes the stage.
Dead skin will atrophy itself and start again.(x3)
It's all been saved,
with the exception for the right parts.
When will we be new skin?
It's all been seen,
with the exception for what could be.
When will we be new skin?
[Spoken]
UNTIL THE 20th CENTURY
REALITY WAS EVERYTHING
HUMANS COULD TOUCH,
SMELL, SEE, AND HEAR.
SINCE THE INITIAL
PUBLICATION OF THE
CHARTED ELECTROMAGNETIC
SPECTRUM, HUMANS HAVE
LEARNED THAT WHAT THEY
CAN TOUCH, SMELL, SEE, AND
HEAR IS LESS THAN ONE
MILLIONTH OF REALITY.
[/Spoken]
Fallacious cognitions
spewed from televisions
do mould our decisions.
So stop and take a look,
and you'll see what i see now.
It's all been saved,
with the exception for the right parts.
When will we be new skin?
It's all been seen,
with the exception for what could be.
When will we be new skin?
there are many signs of imagery in this song. i believe this song is about that society and life. everythiug happens for a reason. when things happen it sucks at first, but you learn/ grow ( heal) but the wound will heal, and there will be new skin.
Tool- Vicarious
Eye on the T.V
Cause tragedy thrills me
Whatever flavor
It happens to be
Like...
“Killed by the husband”
“Drowned by the ocean”
“Shot by his own son”
“She used the poison in his tea
And kissed him goodbye”
That’s my kind of story
It’s no fun til someone dies
Don’t look at me like
I am a monster
Frown out your one face
But with the other
Stare like a junkie
Into the T.V
Stare like a zombie
While the mother holds her child
Watches him die
Hands to the sky, crying
“Why, oh why?”
Cause I need to watch things die
From a distance
Vicariously I
Live while the whole world dies
You all need it too, don't lie
Why can’t we just admit it?
Why can’t we just admit it?
We won’t give pause until the blood is flowing
Neither the brave nor bold
Will write us the stories told
We won’t give pause until the blood is flowing
I need to watch things die
From a good safe distance
Vicariously I
Live while the whole world dies
You all feel the same so
Why can’t we just admit it?
Blood like rain falling down
Drawn by grave and ground
Part vampire, part warrior
Carnivore and voyeur
Stare at the transmittal
Sing to the death rattle
La la la la la la la-lie (x4)
Credulous at best
Your desire to believe in
Angels in the hearts of men
But pull your head on out you hippies
and give a listen
Shouldn’t have to say it all again
The universe is hostile,
So impersonal
Devour to survive
So it is, so it’s always been
We all feed
On tragedy
It’s like blood to a vampire
Vicariously I
Live while the whole world dies
Much better you than I
this song is about immagery becuse its about see ing through someone elses eyes. just watching, and not doing anyhting about it. you visulize people just sittin and watching all there tragedys and have notign to say/ do about them. the words a couch potatoe, its time, and theres a need for change
Incubus- New Skin
At first I see an open wound
infected and disastrous.
It breathes chaotic catastrophe,
It cries to be renewed.(Flaming over!)
It's tears are the color of anger,
they dry to form a scab.
To the touch, it's stiff and resilient,
underneath, the new skin breathes.
It's all been saved,
with the exception for the right parts.
When will we be new skin?
As outwardly cliche as it may seem,
Yess- something under the surface says, "C'est la vie."
It is a circle, there is a plan,
dead skin will atrophy itself and start again.
Look closely at that open wound,
see past what covers the surface.
Underneath chaotic catastrophe,
creation takes the stage.
Dead skin will atrophy itself and start again.(x3)
It's all been saved,
with the exception for the right parts.
When will we be new skin?
It's all been seen,
with the exception for what could be.
When will we be new skin?
[Spoken]
UNTIL THE 20th CENTURY
REALITY WAS EVERYTHING
HUMANS COULD TOUCH,
SMELL, SEE, AND HEAR.
SINCE THE INITIAL
PUBLICATION OF THE
CHARTED ELECTROMAGNETIC
SPECTRUM, HUMANS HAVE
LEARNED THAT WHAT THEY
CAN TOUCH, SMELL, SEE, AND
HEAR IS LESS THAN ONE
MILLIONTH OF REALITY.
[/Spoken]
Fallacious cognitions
spewed from televisions
do mould our decisions.
So stop and take a look,
and you'll see what i see now.
It's all been saved,
with the exception for the right parts.
When will we be new skin?
It's all been seen,
with the exception for what could be.
When will we be new skin?
there are many signs of imagery in this song. i believe this song is about that society and life. everythiug happens for a reason. when things happen it sucks at first, but you learn/ grow ( heal) but the wound will heal, and there will be new skin.
Friday, April 3, 2009
Song Analysis #2
Michelle May
Mrs. Malone
A-Block
Song Analysis
Outside-Staind
The song I chose to do my song analysis on is “ Outside”- by staind. It’s a very beautiful and emotional song. Staind is a 4-piece rock band from Massachusetts. They have released 6 amazing albums, many hit singles, and have sold over 13 million albums. The band started in 1995. The band was signed 1997 when Fred Durst from Limb Bizkit signed them to his label. The song “Outside” is one of the bands top hits. I Believe the Song Outside has many meanings. It’s not what matters on the outside, it’s what matters on the Inside. People might be pretty, but they can be ugly, rude, and mean, and cold-hearted on the inside. This song is what you make of it. It can mean what ever you want it to mean, you can relate it to a lot of things. Don’t judge people by their looks, they can be gorgeous but be the , evilest person you have ever met. There are many poetic devices in the song. Like the Repetition of words
“all this time that I could beg you please in vain
all the times that I felt insecure for you”.
Lyrics:
And you bring me to my knees again
all this time that I could beg you please in vain
all the times that I felt insecure for you
and I leave burdens at the door
(Chorus)
Im on the outside.
Im looking in.
I can see through you.
See your true colors.
'Cause inside yore ugly.
Yore ugly like me.
I can see through you.
See to the real you.
All this time, that I felt like this
wont end. Was for you.
And I taste, what I could never have.
It’s from you.
All those times, that I tried,
My intentions, full of pride
And I waste, more time than anyone
(Chorus)
im on the outside
Im looking in
I can see through you
See your true colors
'Cause inside your ugly
Your ugly like me
I can see through you
See to the real you
All the times, that I’ve cried
All thats wasted, its all inside
And I feel, all this pain
Stuffed it down, its back again
And I lie, here in bed
All alone, I cant mend
And I feel,
Tomorrow will be okay
But I know..
(Chorus)
That I’m on the outside
im looking in
I can see through you
See your true colors
because inside your ugly
your uglyy like me
I can see through you
see to the real you
Mrs. Malone
A-Block
Song Analysis
Outside-Staind
The song I chose to do my song analysis on is “ Outside”- by staind. It’s a very beautiful and emotional song. Staind is a 4-piece rock band from Massachusetts. They have released 6 amazing albums, many hit singles, and have sold over 13 million albums. The band started in 1995. The band was signed 1997 when Fred Durst from Limb Bizkit signed them to his label. The song “Outside” is one of the bands top hits. I Believe the Song Outside has many meanings. It’s not what matters on the outside, it’s what matters on the Inside. People might be pretty, but they can be ugly, rude, and mean, and cold-hearted on the inside. This song is what you make of it. It can mean what ever you want it to mean, you can relate it to a lot of things. Don’t judge people by their looks, they can be gorgeous but be the , evilest person you have ever met. There are many poetic devices in the song. Like the Repetition of words
“all this time that I could beg you please in vain
all the times that I felt insecure for you”.
Lyrics:
And you bring me to my knees again
all this time that I could beg you please in vain
all the times that I felt insecure for you
and I leave burdens at the door
(Chorus)
Im on the outside.
Im looking in.
I can see through you.
See your true colors.
'Cause inside yore ugly.
Yore ugly like me.
I can see through you.
See to the real you.
All this time, that I felt like this
wont end. Was for you.
And I taste, what I could never have.
It’s from you.
All those times, that I tried,
My intentions, full of pride
And I waste, more time than anyone
(Chorus)
im on the outside
Im looking in
I can see through you
See your true colors
'Cause inside your ugly
Your ugly like me
I can see through you
See to the real you
All the times, that I’ve cried
All thats wasted, its all inside
And I feel, all this pain
Stuffed it down, its back again
And I lie, here in bed
All alone, I cant mend
And I feel,
Tomorrow will be okay
But I know..
(Chorus)
That I’m on the outside
im looking in
I can see through you
See your true colors
because inside your ugly
your uglyy like me
I can see through you
see to the real you
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Metaphor
In Flames- Metaphor
You stole my pure intention
You are the sickness in between
Let me in, I'll bury the pain
You taught me to be sad at you
You almost made me take it all
Let me in, I'll bury the pain
You bend me and you shake me
You beg me then you break me
Let me in, I'll bury the pain
You made me feel like a sinnerNow you fear you'll die alone
Let me in, I'll bury the pain
[Chorus:]
The sickness that you are
The plague that made me starve
You think you can show me how I've come this far
I feel it's taking over
Everything falls dark
Break me open
The desperate cry
i believe this song is about a struggle and strenght to overcome it. going through hard times. i think its like a metaphore of the singers life. part of his life story.
You stole my pure intention
You are the sickness in between
Let me in, I'll bury the pain
You taught me to be sad at you
You almost made me take it all
Let me in, I'll bury the pain
You bend me and you shake me
You beg me then you break me
Let me in, I'll bury the pain
You made me feel like a sinnerNow you fear you'll die alone
Let me in, I'll bury the pain
[Chorus:]
The sickness that you are
The plague that made me starve
You think you can show me how I've come this far
I feel it's taking over
Everything falls dark
Break me open
The desperate cry
i believe this song is about a struggle and strenght to overcome it. going through hard times. i think its like a metaphore of the singers life. part of his life story.
Found Poem- Regret
Regret
I hate those what ifs
Surviving
is easier said than done
Dreaming
of what i could have been
change
wishing i could go back
slipping
on my words
Wounded
from the battle i could never win
knowing
the pieces fit
Wounded
pain is an illusion
vision
i see parts but not the hole
Past
is so far away
Reason
to point the finger
Drowning
in a sea of regret
my found poem. words from Tool, A Perfect Circle, and Thrice
I hate those what ifs
Surviving
is easier said than done
Dreaming
of what i could have been
change
wishing i could go back
slipping
on my words
Wounded
from the battle i could never win
knowing
the pieces fit
Wounded
pain is an illusion
vision
i see parts but not the hole
Past
is so far away
Reason
to point the finger
Drowning
in a sea of regret
my found poem. words from Tool, A Perfect Circle, and Thrice
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Anaphora
Judith- A Perfect circle
( Anaphora)
You're such an inspiration for the ways
That I'll never ever choose to be
Oh so many ways for me to show you
How the savior has abandoned you
F*ck your God
Your Lord and your Christ
He did this
Took all you had and
Left you this way
Still you pray, you never stray
Never taste of the fruit
You never thought to question why
It's not like you killed someone
It's not like you drove a hateful spear into his side
Praise the one who left you
Broken down and paralyzed
He did it all for you
He did it all for you
Oh so many many ways for me to show you
How your dogma has abandoned you
Pray to your Christ, to your god
Never taste of the fruit
Never stray, never break
Never---choke on a lieEven though he's the one who did this to you
You never thought to question why
Not like you killed someone
It's Not like you drove a spiteful spear into his side
Talk to Jesus Christ
As if he knows the reasons why
He did it all for you
Did it all for you
He did it all for you
This song has many meanings. i think this song is about questioning faith. about a girl named Judith, who someone she looked up to letting her down. its a good song but the lyrics are questionable.
( Anaphora)
You're such an inspiration for the ways
That I'll never ever choose to be
Oh so many ways for me to show you
How the savior has abandoned you
F*ck your God
Your Lord and your Christ
He did this
Took all you had and
Left you this way
Still you pray, you never stray
Never taste of the fruit
You never thought to question why
It's not like you killed someone
It's not like you drove a hateful spear into his side
Praise the one who left you
Broken down and paralyzed
He did it all for you
He did it all for you
Oh so many many ways for me to show you
How your dogma has abandoned you
Pray to your Christ, to your god
Never taste of the fruit
Never stray, never break
Never---choke on a lieEven though he's the one who did this to you
You never thought to question why
Not like you killed someone
It's Not like you drove a spiteful spear into his side
Talk to Jesus Christ
As if he knows the reasons why
He did it all for you
Did it all for you
He did it all for you
This song has many meanings. i think this song is about questioning faith. about a girl named Judith, who someone she looked up to letting her down. its a good song but the lyrics are questionable.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Comparison Reflection
Comparisons like Metaphors and Similes contribute to meanings of songs, they make you think about what it really means, what message is trying to get across.They make the song more Descriptive and Puts a Picture in your Mind. like in the song Oil and Water by Incubus. the simile " you and i ar, like oil and water" they dont mix in go together, you visulize it.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Similes
oil and water- Incubus
You and I are like oil and water
And we've been trying, trying, trying
Ohhhhh, to mix it up
We've been dancing on a volcano
And we've been crying, crying, crying
Over blackened souls
Babe, this wouldn't be the first time
It will not be the last time
There is no parasol that could shelter this weather
I've been smiling with anchors on my shoulders
But I've been dying, dying, dying
Ohhh, ohhh, oh to let them go
Babe, this wouldn't be the first time
It will not be the last time
There is no parasol that could shelter this weather
Babe, this wouldn't be the first time
It will not be the last time
We were trying to believe everything would get better
We've been lying to each other
Hey babe
Let's just call it, call it, call it
Ohhhhhh, what it is
Oil and water
Oil and water
Oil and water
i believe this sing is about a relationship thats going bad, and you dont know why. they dont go together any more, they dont mix. they try so hard to work it out, but is just wont work.
Vicarious- Tool
Eye on the t.v cuz tragedy thrills me.
Whatever flavor it happens to be.
(like)
Killed by the husband...
drowned by the ocean...
Shot by his own son...
she used a poison in his tea, Then she kissed him goodbye.
That's My kinda story
It's no fun till someone dies.
Don't look at me like I am a monster.
Frown out your one face but with the other you
Stare like a junkie into the t.v.
Stare like a zombie
while the mother holds her child. Watches him die.
Hands to the sky, cryin' "why, oh why?"
Cuz I need to watch things die, from a distance.
Vicariously, I live while the whole world dies.
You all need it too don't lie.
Why can't we just admit it?
We won't give pause till the blood is flowing.
Neither the brave nor bold nor brightest of stories told,
We won't give pause till the blood is flowing.
i need to watch things die, from a good safe distance.
Vicariously, i live while the whole world dies.
you all feel the same so why can't we just admit it?
Blood like rain come down. Drum on grave and ground.
Part Vampire, Part warrior, Carnivore, and Voyeur
Stare at the transmittal. Sing to the death rattle
Credulous at best, your desire to believe in angels in the hearts of men.
Pull your head on out your hippy haze and give a listen.
Shouldn't have to say it all again.
The universe is hostile. so Impersonal. devour to survive.
So it is. So it's always been.
We all feed on tragedy. It's like Blood to a vampire.
vicariously, I live while the whole world dies.
Much better you than i.
well Vicarious means to see through someone elses eyes/ point of view. i believe this song is about how all people do is watch tv. its all crap, watching us kill our selfs. watching reality, watching tragedys, just watching. all we do is watch and we do nothing about it.
You and I are like oil and water
And we've been trying, trying, trying
Ohhhhh, to mix it up
We've been dancing on a volcano
And we've been crying, crying, crying
Over blackened souls
Babe, this wouldn't be the first time
It will not be the last time
There is no parasol that could shelter this weather
I've been smiling with anchors on my shoulders
But I've been dying, dying, dying
Ohhh, ohhh, oh to let them go
Babe, this wouldn't be the first time
It will not be the last time
There is no parasol that could shelter this weather
Babe, this wouldn't be the first time
It will not be the last time
We were trying to believe everything would get better
We've been lying to each other
Hey babe
Let's just call it, call it, call it
Ohhhhhh, what it is
Oil and water
Oil and water
Oil and water
i believe this sing is about a relationship thats going bad, and you dont know why. they dont go together any more, they dont mix. they try so hard to work it out, but is just wont work.
Vicarious- Tool
Eye on the t.v cuz tragedy thrills me.
Whatever flavor it happens to be.
(like)
Killed by the husband...
drowned by the ocean...
Shot by his own son...
she used a poison in his tea, Then she kissed him goodbye.
That's My kinda story
It's no fun till someone dies.
Don't look at me like I am a monster.
Frown out your one face but with the other you
Stare like a junkie into the t.v.
Stare like a zombie
while the mother holds her child. Watches him die.
Hands to the sky, cryin' "why, oh why?"
Cuz I need to watch things die, from a distance.
Vicariously, I live while the whole world dies.
You all need it too don't lie.
Why can't we just admit it?
We won't give pause till the blood is flowing.
Neither the brave nor bold nor brightest of stories told,
We won't give pause till the blood is flowing.
i need to watch things die, from a good safe distance.
Vicariously, i live while the whole world dies.
you all feel the same so why can't we just admit it?
Blood like rain come down. Drum on grave and ground.
Part Vampire, Part warrior, Carnivore, and Voyeur
Stare at the transmittal. Sing to the death rattle
Credulous at best, your desire to believe in angels in the hearts of men.
Pull your head on out your hippy haze and give a listen.
Shouldn't have to say it all again.
The universe is hostile. so Impersonal. devour to survive.
So it is. So it's always been.
We all feed on tragedy. It's like Blood to a vampire.
vicariously, I live while the whole world dies.
Much better you than i.
well Vicarious means to see through someone elses eyes/ point of view. i believe this song is about how all people do is watch tv. its all crap, watching us kill our selfs. watching reality, watching tragedys, just watching. all we do is watch and we do nothing about it.
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Narrative
" i cant believe" - Staind
As I walk along these streets
I see a man that walks alone
Distant echo of people's feet
He has no place to call his own
A shot rings out from a roof overhead
A crackhead asks for change nearby
An old man lies in an alleyway dead
A little girl lost just stands there and cries
Chorus:
What would you do (What would you do)
if it was you (if it was you)
Would you take everything
For granted like you do
A boy just 13 on the corner for sale
Swallows his pride for another hit
Overpopulation there's no room in jail
And most of you don't give a shit
That your daughters are porno stars
And your sons sell death to kids
So lost in your little worlds
Your little worlds you'll never fix
Chorus:
What would you do (What would you do)
if it was you (if it was you)
Would you take everything
For granted like you do
You turn away (x4)
As I walk along the streets
Soaking up the acid rain
Underneath the taxicabs
I hear the streets cry out in vain
Chorus:
What would you do (What would you do)
if it was you (if it was you)
Would you take everything
For granted like you do
As I walk along these streets
I see a man that walks alone
Distant echo of people's feet
He has no place to call his own
A shot rings out from a roof overhead
A crackhead asks for change nearby
An old man lies in an alleyway dead
A little girl lost just stands there and cries
Chorus:
What would you do (What would you do)
if it was you (if it was you)
Would you take everything
For granted like you do
A boy just 13 on the corner for sale
Swallows his pride for another hit
Overpopulation there's no room in jail
And most of you don't give a shit
That your daughters are porno stars
And your sons sell death to kids
So lost in your little worlds
Your little worlds you'll never fix
Chorus:
What would you do (What would you do)
if it was you (if it was you)
Would you take everything
For granted like you do
You turn away (x4)
As I walk along the streets
Soaking up the acid rain
Underneath the taxicabs
I hear the streets cry out in vain
Chorus:
What would you do (What would you do)
if it was you (if it was you)
Would you take everything
For granted like you do
Thursday, February 5, 2009
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