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Verisimilitude
Fighting elitism in music and philosophy since 1979.
About Me
- Name: Taint Montgomery
- Location: Goleta, California, United States
I tried to write something here about the transistion from a static to dynamic cosmological model, but I failed. I thought I could get away with not refering to myself on this blog. I was wrong.
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5 Comments:
(...more blog decoupage...)
failed attempts at finagling
as if I were in a corkscrew
irresistable, even when there's nothing
venture further out into
an ocean of glorious sound
mask a substantial part of itself
dashing from one trench to the next
at some stranger's wedding
delightful vacany
in such fine company
is my home now
Kevin, your song is genius, you need to send me the lyrics. Last night I drank a bottle of wine, smoked a bowl, and played Knights of the Old Republic while listening to it on repeat. So I want the damn lyrics!
Here's my interpretation of your lyrics, from memory, and quite wrong, I'm sure.
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When you wear your arms!
And you just can't tell
with the swollen arms
and the badly broken thumbs
On a bed of nails
In a comfy home
where you don't
don't care don't know
Back and forth
I'm losing us both
You're laughing
Straight to the punch
you'll stay well off
with something
what you didn't know can make
and back with a song
I'm back to stay on
And now we're making sense
*bass interlude*
Can you see
you can't feel
in a prison built for the weak
and I say with a point that the feeling's fading
I'm breaking out now
I'm undercover
Does it feel right
to make others
ahhhhhh ahhhhhhh
ahhhhhh ahhhhhhh
ooooooo oooooooo
ooooooo oooooooo
hiiiiii oooooooo
owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww....
I am Huge Larry.
I have a good snippet for yall...
"Fighting: It's what's for dinner!"
Ok, here are the official lyrics for that song:
With you where you are
and just alright
with the swollen arms
and a badly broken jaw
on a bed of nails
in a comfy home
where you don't, don't care, don't know
back and forth, I'm losing us both
you're laughing
straight to the punch, you'll leave with a gun
still laughing
at what you didn't know it could mean
I'm back with the known
I'm back to stand up
and now we're making sense
Can you see?
We can't breathe
in a prison, built for the weak
where they say to us, with aplomb
just focus and feel HIM speak
but I say, with aplomb, that the feelings fading (x2)
I'm breaking out now, I'm undercover
Does'nt feel right, to turn back
if you don't change, you will die
in hell you will fry
and that's the greatest irony of all
(Just kidding, that last part ain't fo' real)
Kevin kevin kevin, you've come up with some freakin' great lyrics, m'boy. If I could only have my class analyze them...and you used the word aplomb!!!
That's my favorite part...just foooocus and feeeeeeeel HIM speak
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