poot

Rage Against the Machine
Without a Face

Got no card so I got no soul
life is prison no parole no control
jura got my number on a wire tap'
cuz I jack for similac' fuck a cadilac survive
one motive no hope
cuz every sidewalk I walk is like a tight rope
yes i know my deadline sire- when my life expires
so I'm sendin paper south under the barb wire
the mother of my child'll loose her mind at my grave
it's my life for their life
so call it a free trade
"Por Vida" and my name upon a stall
I took a death trip
when I tried to cross tha white wall

Walk unseen past tha graves and tha gates
born without a face
One more with no hope, uhh
Born without a face
Walk unseen past tha graves and tha gates
born without a face
One more with no hope, uhh (yeah check it)
Without a face

Yeah, tried to look back to the past long lost
a blood donor to the landowner holocaust
pops heart stopped
in came the airdrop
flooded the trench he couldn't take the toxic shock
maize was all we needed to sustain
now her golden skin burns, insecticide rain
ya down wit DDT, yea you know me
I'm great for the grapes
profit for the bougoursie
war tape boomin
path is Luminoso
I'm headed north like my name was kid'Cisco
ta survive
one motive no hope
uhh, it's hard ta breathe with Wilsons hand around my throat
uhh, strangled and mangled another SS Curtain call...
when I tried ta cross the white walls

when i tried ta cross the white walls

Walk unseen past tha graves and tha gates
born without a face
One motive no hope, uhh
Born without a face
Walk unseen past tha graves and tha gates
born without a face
One motive no hope, uhh
born without a face


You say
Fortify
Reaction
You divide

an'You say
Fortify
Reaction
Reaction

an'You say
Fortify
Reaction
Reaction

You say
Fortify
Reaction
You divide

poot

This song is fun as fuck to play.

The Misfits
Where Eagles Dare
Legacy of Brutality

We walk the streets at night
We go where eagles dare
They pick up every movement
They pick up every loser
With jaded eyes and features
You think they really care

I aint no goddamn son of a bitch
You better think about it baby
I aint no goddamn son of a bitch
You better think about it baby, babe

An omelet of disease awaits your noontime meal
Her mouth of germicide seducing all your glands

I aint no goddamn son of a bitch
You better think about it baby
I aint no goddamn son of a bitch
You better think about it baby, babe

Lets test your threshold of pain
Lets see how long you last
Thats happened in your rape
On bosoms of your past

With jaded eyes and features
You think they really care
Lets go where eagles dare
Well go where eagles dare

I aint no goddamn son of a bitch
You better think about it baby
I aint no goddamn son of a bitch
You better think about it baby
I aint no goddamn son of a bitch
You better think about it baby
I aint no goddamn son of a bitch
You better think about it baby, hey

poot

I always thought this was a delightfully creepy song, for a mainstream rock band at least. play it at like half-speed in your head and tell me that isn't weird.

Heartache Tonight
Eagles
The Long Run

Somebodys gonna hurt someone
Before the night is through
Somebodys gonna come undone.
Theres nothin we can do.
Everybody wants to touch somebody
If it takes all night.
Everybody wants to take a little chance,
Make it come out right.

Theres gonna be a heartache tonight,
A heartache tonight, I know.
Theres gonna be a heartache tonight, I know.
Lord, I know.

Some people like to stay out late
Some folks cant hold out that long
But nobody wants to go home now.
Theres too much goin on.

This night is gonna last forever.
Last all, last all summer long.
Some time before the sun comes up
The radio is gonna play that song.
Theres gonna be a heartache tonight,
A heartache tonight, I know.
Theres gonna be a heartache tonight,
A heartache tonight, I know.
Lord I know.

Theres gonna be a heartache tonight,
The moons shinin bright
So turn out the light, and well get it right.
Theres gonna be a heartache tonight, a
Heartache tonight I know.
Heartache baby,

Somebodys gonna hurt someone, (somebody)
Before the night is through
Somebodys gonna come undone,
Theres nothin we can do
(everybody) everybody wants to touch somebody
If it takes all night
Everybody wants to take a little chance
To make it come out right

Theres gonna be a heartache tonight
A heartache tonight, I know
Theres gonna be a heartache tonight,
A heartache tonight ,i know
Lets go.
We can beat around the bushes;
We can get down to the bone
We can leave it in the parkin lot,
But either way, theres gonna be a
Heartache tonight, a heartache tonight I know.
Therell be a heartache tonight
A heartache tonight I know.

I forgotted to poot

yester-day was a giant pile of shit I got to live in. So no poot, and today is easy. This song has some of my favorite guitar noises evar.

Modest Mouse
Make Everybody Happy/Mechanical Birds
This Is a Long Drive For Someone With Nothing To Think About

And I said you shouldn't make facts out of opinions
He said that I was right
You're right I knew that I was
And I'd hate to see anybody thank you
But I'd like to see you fail saying thank you though
I'm not sure who I am
I'm not sure who I am but I know who I've been
And I said you can't make everybody happy
He said you'd like to at least make yourself happy though
I'm not sure who I am
I'm not sure who I am but I know who I've been

Be sure to listen all the way through. It's kickass.

just in case

Just in case anyone gives a sheeeit, I do have a god damned Twitter account, and I twit or twat or tweet or twut or twitch on it from time to time.

poot

Didn't we put Nazis and Japanese to death for following orders/waterboarding/etc? Are we living in Bizarro world again? Obama, don't fucking fuck this up...it feels like you're going to fuck it up in Corrupt-o-Rama, the zany theme park W and Chick lived in. Please don't...


Pictured: Not the band

The Mountain Goats
No Children

Talahassee

I hope that our few remaining friends
Give up on trying to save us
I hope we come up with a failsafe plot
to piss off the dumb few that forgave us
I hope the fences we mended
Fall down beneath their own weight
And I hope we hang on past the last exit
I hope it's already too late
and I hope the junkyard a few blocks from here
Someday burns down
And I hope the rising black smoke carries me far away
and I never come back to this town again
in my life
I hope I lie
and tell everyone you were a good wife
and I hope you die
I hope we both die
I hope I cut myself shaving tommorow
I hope it bleeds all day long
Our friends say it's darkest before the sun rises
We're pretty sure they're all wrong
I hope it stays dark forever
I hope the worst isn't over
I hope you blink before I do
and I hope I never get sober
and I hope when you think of me years down the line
you can't find one good thing to say
and I hope that if I found the strength to walk out
You'd stay the hell out of my way
I am drowning
there is no sign of land
your are coming down with me
Hand in unloveable hand
and I hope you die
I hope we both die

Dear FOF

Focus on the Family put up a poll asking people to join them for National Prayer Day (that we have that makes me upset). In any event, the results are hilarious: