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Snafu in the Void

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I live in a giant bucket

Love and hate, get it wrong
She cut me right back down to size
Sleep the day, let it fade
Who was there, take your place

No one knows, never will
Mostly me, but mostly you
What do you say, do you do
When it all comes down?

'Cause I don't want to come back down from this cloud
It's taken me all this time to find out what I need again
I don't want to come back down from this cloud
It's taken me all this, all this time

There is no blame, only shame
When you beg, you just complain
More I come, more I try
All police are paranoid

So am I, so's the future
So are you, be a creature
What do you say, do you do
When it all comes down?

'Cause I don't want to come back down from this cloud
It's taken me all this time to find out what I need
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I don't want to come back down from this cloud
It's taken me all this, all this time

Shoot up, shoot up
Shoot up, you're high

Love and hate, get it wrong
She cut me right back down to size
Sleep the day, let it fade
Who was there to take your place?

No one knows, never will
Mostly me, but mostly you
What do you say, do ya do
When it all comes down?

'Cause I don't wanna come back down from this cloud
It's taken me all this time to find out what I need
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I don't wanna come back down from this cloud
It's taken me all this, all this time

Why did you, why did you, why did you, why did you
Why did you, why did you, why did you, why did you
Why did you
Come down?

I don't wanna come back down from this cloud
This cloud, this cloud, this cloud, this cloud
This cloud, this cloud, this cloud, this cloud
 

JTemperance

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Suicide – "Diamonds, Fur Coat, Champagne" (1980)

Diamonds– ;
A fur coat
Champagne. . . . . . .] .
A woman a Cadillac; cocaine. . . . –


Melodies, / speed away, / blaze of lights.
A smile, a royal flush, fantasies....

I soar for the skies, I soar for the skies, I soar for the skies.
Disco, fast action, my dreams.
Roulette, fantasies, temptations.
Thrills; the shade unknown. the candle lights.Diamonds; a fur coat; champagne.

I soar for the skies, I soar for the skies, I soar for the skies . . .
I soar for the skies, I soar for the skies, I soar for the skies
 
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Suicide – "Diamonds, Fur Coat, Champagne" (1980)

Diamonds...; A fur coat ; Champagne . . . . ... . . . . . . .. . . .
A woman . . ., a Cadillac . . . cocaine. . . .


Melodies, / speed away, / blaze of lights.
A smile, a royal flush, fantasies....

I soar for the skies, I soar for the skies, I soar for the skies.
Disco, fast action, my dreams.
Roulette, fantasies, temptations.
Thrills; the shade unknown. the candle lights.Diamonds; a fur coat; champagne.

I soar for the skies, I soar for the skies, I soar for the skies . . .
I soar for the skies, I soar for the skies, I soar for the skies
Old ass band!!! That's cool, man. Most people have never heard of them. Guess kinda the point of posting music, maybe it will turn someone else on👍:cool:
 

JTemperance

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PJ Harvey – "The Whores Hustle and the Hustlers Whore" (2000):

Speak to me of universal law:
The whores hustle and the hustlers whore.
All around me people bleed,

Speak to me your song of greed.

Speak to me of your inner charm,
Of how you'll keep me safe from harm.
I don't think so, I don't see,
Speak to me of your inner peace.

Little people at the amusement park;

City people in the dark.
Speak to us, send us a sign,

Just give us something to keep us trying.

The whores hustle and the hustlers whore;

Too many people are out of love.
The whores hustle and the hustlers whore;

This city's ripped right to the core.

Speak to me of heroin and speed,

Of genocide and suicide, of syphilis and greed.
Speak to me the language of love,

The language of violence, the language of the heart.

This isn't the first time I've asked for money or love;

Heaven and earth don't ever mean enough.
Speak to me of heroin and speed,

Just give me something that I can believe. [....]
 

JTemperance

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Wire – "Kidney Bingos" (from their 1988 LP, A Bell Is A Cup Until It Is Struck):

[. . . .]​
Flag stunt, rock stone,
Dole axe, crash dive.
Breathe thrift, take speed,
Doubletake, week-ends . . .

Skull row, drugs hall,
Color bars, sex–calls . . .
Sparkle finds, rented rings,
Pretty things, clipped wings.

[. . . .]​
Gold street, spy fleet,
Scandal food, poor treat.
Fire run, club gun,
Rule mob, burn some.

Bomb time, pop crime,
Stock frame, steady climb.
Fresh name, donor game,
Fair meat, all the same . . .


And—
Money spines, paper lung,
Kidney bingos, organ fun-n-n-n . . .
Money spines, paper lung,
Kidney bingos, organ fun-n-n-n . . .

And hi-i-i-i-igh . . . high–high–high . . .
And low . . . and lo-o-o-ow—
And hi-i-i-i-igh . . . high–high–high . . .
And low . . . and lo-o-o-ow—
[. . . . ]
 
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