*sniff* The message is.. so deep...

Underworld - Born Slippy

Drive boy, dog boy
Dirty numb angel, boy
In the doorway, boy
She was a lipstick, boy
She was beautiful, boy
And tears, boy
And all in your innerspace, boy
You had hand girls, boy,
And steel, boy
You had chemicals, boy
I’ve grown so close to you
Boy, and you just groan, boy
She said; come over, come over
She smiled at you, boy.

Drive boy, dog boy
Dirty numb angel, boy
In the doorway, boy
She was a lipstick, boy
She was beautiful, boy
And tears, boy
And all in your innerspace, boy
You had hand girls, boy,
And steel, boy
You had chemicals, boy
I’ve grown so close to you
Boy, and you just groan, boy
She said; come over, come over
She smiled at you, boy.

Let your feelings slip, boy
But never your mask, boy
Random blonde bio high density
Rhythm blonde, boy
Blonde country
Blonde high density
You are my drug, boy
You’re real, boy
Speak to me
And boy, dog dirty numb cracking boy
You get wet, boy big big time, boy
Acid bear, boy
babes and babes and babes and
Babes and babes and remembering nothing boy.
You like my tin horn, boy
And get wet like an angel,
Derail.


And look at me,
Your mom squatting pissed in a tube hole
At tottenham court road
I just come out of the ship
Talking to the most blonde I ever met,
Shouting
Lager lager lager lager
Shouting
Lager lager lager lager
Shouting
Lager lager lager lager
Shouting
Lager lager lager
Shouting
Mega mega white thing
Mega mega white thing
Mega mega white thing
Mega mega white thing
Mega mega white thing
Mega mega white thing
Mega mega white thing
Mega mega white thing
Mega mega white thing
Mega mega
Shouting
Lager lager lager lager
Mega mega white thing
Mega mega white thing

So many things to see and do
in the tube hole
True blonde
going back to romford
Mega mega mega
going back to romford
Hi mom are you having fun
and now are you on Your way
to a new tension headache

I've seen things, I've seen them with my eyes!
I've seen things, they're often in disguise like:

Carrots
Handbags
Cheese
Toilets
Russians
Planets
Hamsters
Weddings
Poets
Stalin

KUALA LUMPUR!

Pygmies
Budgies

KUALA LUMPUR!

I've seen things, I've seen them with my eyes!
I've seen things, they're often in disguise, like

Carrots
Handbags
Cheese

:/

Put you arms around me baby
Can't you see I need you so?
Hold me close against your skin,
I'm about to begin
Loving you.

Spit on your hand and stoke my **** at a medium pace...

- Adam Sandler


I won't post the rest of the song. :p

Deerhoof - Panda Panda Panda
Panda panda panda panda pan panda....

[Aesop]
I slash monikers backwards
Haggle proof snaggletooth fabulous 5 freddy
Krueger finger discount bliss lou retton dismount
Spin out of control to doctor basics
Bladed secada wings offer awkward facelift
Leak laser to fade ****

[El-P]
I splash commoner fragments, rattle crews, cattle lose
Fabulous four finger ringer, backflip, discount mechanism
Sex distortion, terror born from old favorate phasing
Famous danger lacing agent, baby

...

El-P - Delorean

Primus-Frizzle Fry

Hello all you boys and girls
I'd like to take you to the inside world
It's quite an irregular place to be
But never fear you're safe with me
Well, maybe
Golden hair of macrame'
Against the face that's cut from stone
The white porcelain is screaming Ayee
Thank God the the boy is not alone
I don't believe in Santa Claus
I don't believe in spite
I have no use for beauty dolls
Especially on this night
I don't believe in miracles
I don't believe in lies
I don't believe in hologram

For I am the Frizzle Fry

Andy's painting green again,
This time they might take him away
When Barrington starts to breathe again
It way just take us all away
I don't believe in charity
I don't believe in sin
And if you don't believe in me,
We'll play this tune over again
I don't believe in pinochle
And I don't beleive I'll try
I do believe in Captain Crunch

For I am the Frizzle Fry
Yes I am the Frizzle Fry.


Primus-Spegetti Western

Why do we do this C.G. and I?
Every night vegetables,
Minds numbed up by THC.
I've got my pen, C.G. the remote
Laurel and Hardy's the best bet at
four A.M. On a Friday
No dreads about the working day
Funny thing about weekends
When you're unemployed
They don't quite mean so much,
except you get to hang out with
all your working friends
Well we got us a spaghetti western on 36
I like spaghetti westerns
I like the way the boots are all reverbed out
walking across the hardwood floors
In fact, everything's got
that big reverb sound
Well what'll I do now?
Go to sleep
Pull the pud
We need new pornos
Well, I guess I'm still writing...


Primus-Southbound Pachyderm

Quite a surprise
What an ingenious device
Boredom encompasses my time
I don't know what I should do

Indulging a moment of your time
Seldom the breeder of lies
But you won't believe that it's true
They take to the sky

Southbound Pachyderm

Pinholes through cardboard
At the Sun
Passing the bucks by one by one
Leaving nothing in return

Watching the majest blow past
Speculating which will be the last
Savoring my piece of pie

And there is no reprise
They're filling the sky
Southbound Pachyderm

And pretty much any other Primus song.

Murder By Death - Devil In Mexico

Great song... apparently, it's about the Devil who visits Mexico, and is murdered. This is the first song on their CD... their whole album is the story of how the devil got shot in a wild-west town, and how all hell breaks loose.

Carcass - Corporal Jigsore Quandary

Excised and anatomised, deviscerated disarray
The torso diverged with pride
Deftly amputated, evulsed limbs now defunct
The trunk imbrued, tatty stumps used as lugs
For a chondrin puzzle so quaint
Head and body decollate
A heaving mass so quiescent...

Scattered and scrambled, your teasement grows
- A bloody caricature to make whole
A squirming grisly jigsaw, detrital fragments fit so snug
- That missing piece will leave you stumped
Totally desassembled, nicely sliced and diced
- A cold mannequin once resembled
Real cranium teaser, carved from flesh and bone
- So mystifying...

Battered and diffused, with placating blows
- A human jigsaw to make whole
A sequacious pattern which once fitted so snug
- Joining together each dubious lump
Ravaged disassembly, neatly cubed and diced
- A cold mannequin reassembled
Astute brain teaser, incorporate flesh and bone
So mortifying...

An incessant game - methodically made
With each cumulative piecing - of commensated meat...

Bi-manual reconstruction, eldritch problem complete
A convented effigy
A pathological toy, each chunk rigorously
Inter mortis locking, as you pathogenically rot
Such a perplexing task
To fit the remains in the casket
Uliginous mess so quiescent...

I chose one of their more low key songs.

MARCHING OFF TO BEDLAM

One, two, three!
Here we go!
Bedlam, bedlam!
Ho, ho, ho!

*sung in background all the way through*: Ring ding ding, rum bumbum, riki tiki daba daba dum bum bum

Knock, knock, knock!
Come right in!
You´re the people from the looney bin!

How´d you guys get here so soon?
Did you spot my toy balloon?

Please don´t make the straps too snug.
I´ve always been a fragile bug.

Must we march?
Can´t we ride?
I´ve got my horse parked right outside.

Glad to see that we´re on time
But must you always speak in rhyme?

Lock the door and hide the key,
´Cause if I get loose, you won´t catch me

*panting from ring ding dinger*

On second thought, it actually isn't that strange.

Pink Floyd - Bike

I've got a bike
You can ride it if you like
It's got a basket
A bell that rings
And things to make it look good
I'd give it to you if I could
But I borrowed it

You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world
I'll give you anything
Everything if you want things

I've got a cloak
It's a bit of a joke
There's a tear up the front
It's red and black
I've had it for months
If you think it could look good
Then I guess it should

You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world
I'll give you anything
Everything if you want things

I know a mouse
And he hasn't got a house
I don't know why
I call him Gerald
He's getting rather old
But he's a good mouse

You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world
I'll give you anything
Everything if you want things

I've got a clan of gingerbread men
Here a man
There a man
Lots of gingerbread men
Take a couple if you wish
They're on the dish

You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world
I'll give you anything
Everything if you want things

I know a room full of musical tunes
Some rhyme
Some ching
Most of them are clockwork
Let's go into the other room and make them work


Oh the legendary writing of Syd Barrett..

You want me?
****ing, well come and find me
I'll be waiting
With a gun and a pack of sandwiches

.......Yeah.

Radiohead - Talk Show Host

Bike is nothing! Check out the lyrics to Scream Thy Last Scream. Imagine it being sung in Syd's normal voice, with a sped up vocal track over it (so it sounds like a messed up child)

Scream thy last scream old woman with a casket
Blam blam your pointers point your pointers
What'll be to crunch in your sisters
She'll be scrubbing bubbles on all fours

Scream thy last scream old woman with a casket
Fling your arms madly old lady with a daughter
Flack chap chau fauses, mouses, houses
Flittin and hittin and fittin quack quack

Watching the teley till all hours big time
Fling your arms madly old lady with a daughter

Scream thy last scream old woman with a casket
Blam blam your pointers point your pointers
What'll be coming to crunch in your sisters
She'll be scrubbing bubbles on all fours

Scream thy last scream old woman with a casket

Damien Rice - Woman Like a Man

I need a piss
Wanna hate
**** it up
Come

My love
Eat your meat
Keep your teeth
Run

You lost me
You cost me
You thought me of me, yeah

We're bad
What we do
Stupid fools

You wanna get boned,
You wanna get stoned
You wanna get a room like no-one else

You wanna be rich
You wanna be kitch
You wanna be the ******* of yourself

You wanna get burned
You wanna get turned
You wanna get ****ed inside out

You wanna be ruled
You wanna be fooled
You wanna be a woman like a man
like a, like a, like a

Woman like a man, like a man, like a woman like a man, like a man
(I'll get a cheaper ticket next time)
Woman like a man, woman like a man, like a woman like a man, woman like a man
(I'll get a cheaper ticket next time)
Woman like a man, like a man, like a woman like a man, woman like a man
(I'll get a cheaper ticket next time)
Woman like a man, like a man, like a woman like a man, like a man
(It really wasn't worth the ride)

I need a hit
Want to wait
Suck it up
Cum

my love
eat your meat
itchy feet
run

You reach me
You bleach me
You teach me of me
How familiar

We're bad
What we do
Stupid fools

You wanna get boned,
You wanna get stoned
You wanna get a room like no-one else

You wanna be rich
You wanna be kitch
You wanna be the ******* of yourself

You wanna get burned
You wanna get turned
You wanna get ****ed inside out

You wanna be ruled
You wanna be fooled
You wanna be a woman like a man
like a woman, like a, like a man
Like a man
Like a man, man, man, man...
Like a man, man, man, man...
Woman like a man

Woman like a man, like a man, like a woman like a man, woman like a man
(I'll get a cheaper ticket next time)
Woman like a man, like a man, like a woman like a man, like a man
(I'll get a cheaper ticket next time)
Woman like a man, like a woman like a man, like a woman like a man, like a man
(I'll get a cheaper ticket next time)
Woman like a man, woman like a man, like a woman like a man, like a man
(It really wasn't worth the ride)

You wanna get boned
You wanna get stoned
You wanna get a room like no-one else

You wanna be rich
You wanna be kitch
You wanna be the ******* of yourself

You wanna get burned
You wanna get turned
You wanna get ****ed inside out

You wanna be ruled
You wanna be fooled
You wanna be a woman like a man
like a woman, like a, like a man
like a man, like a man, like a man
like a man, man, man, man...
like a man, man, man, man...
Woman like a man

Woman like a man, like a man, like a man, woman like a man
(I'll get a cheaper ticket next time)
Woman like a man, like a man, like a woman like a man, like a man
(I'll get a cheaper ticket next time)
Woman like a man, like a man, like a man, woman like a man
(I'll get a cheaper ticket next time)
Woman like a man, like a man, like a man,
(It really wasn't worth the ride)
(It really wasn't worth the ride)
Woman like a man, like a man, like a man, woman like a man
(I'll get a cheaper ticket next time)
Woman like a man, like a man, woman like a man, like a man,
(I'll get a cheaper ticket next time)
Woman like a man, like a man, woman like a man, like a man,
(I'll get a cheaper ticket next time)
Woman like a man, like a man, woman like a man, woman like a man

JUMP
BOUNCE
DOWN
UP
JUMP
POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO
BOUNCE
POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO
DOWN
POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO
UP
POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO
JUMP, BOUNCE, UP, DOWN!

I went on a date with a girl a bit late,
She had so many friends!
Gliding through many hands!
I brought my pogo stick just to show her a trick,
She had so many friends!
Gliding through many hands!

JUMP
BOUNCE
DOWN
UP
JUMP
POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO
BOUNCE
POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO
DOWN
POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO
UP
POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO
JUMP, BOUNCE, UP, DOWN!

Unannounced twister games,
All players with no names!
They lined up, double-quick,
But just one pogo stick!
Everyone gets to play,
Run away, exposé,
It was so exotic,
But just one pogo stick!

JUMP
BOUNCE
DOWN
UP
JUMP
POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO
BOUNCE
POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO
DOWN
POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO
UP
POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO
JUMP, BOUNCE, UP, DOWN!

Oh, I like to spread you out...
...touching whoever's behiiiiiind!

JUMP
BOUNCE
DOWN
UP
JUMP
POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO
BOUNCE
POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO
DOWN
POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO
UP
POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO, POGO
JUMP, BOUNCE, UP, DOWN!

JUMP and BOUNC and UP and DOWN!

I think I've reached my daily limit of sexual innuendoes from those last two songs...

The Playboy Mansion, by U2

If coke is a mystery
Michael Jackson, history
If beauty is truth
And surgery the fountain of youth...

What am I to do?
Have I got the gifts to get me through
The gates of that mansion?

If O.J. is more than a drink
And a Big Mac bigger than you think
And perfume is an obsession
And talk shows… confession

What have we got to lose?
Another push and we'll be through
The gates of that mansion.

I never bought a lotto ticket
I never parked in anyone's space.
The banks they're like cathedrals
I guess casinos took their place.

Love, come on down
Don't wake her she'll come around.

Chance is a kind of religion
Where you're damned for plain hard luck.
I never did see that movie
I never did read that book.
Love, come on down
Let my numbers come around.

Don't know if I can hold on
Don't know if I'm that strong.
Don't know if I can wait that long
Till the colours come flashing
And the lights go on.

Then will there be no time for sorrow
Then will there be no time for shame
Though I can't say why
I know I've got to believe.

We'll go driving in that pool
It's who you know that gets you through
The gates of the playboy mansion.

Then will there be no time for sorrow
Then will there be no time for shame
Then will there be now time for shame
Then will there be now time for pain

O_o
:p

At The Drive-In - Sleepwalk Capsules

taser taser kindergarten nap nap time
pacifier pacifies
highchair crumbles unannounced
like a draft from outside
pacifier pacifies
beacon shined a light from the faulty tower
pacifier pacifies
colossal in tons, unknowing it wants
pacifier pacifies
atop this podium built of fixation
they like to chock
all utensils are fixed on you

cranes perched in scows, in the windows they would peek
pacifier pacifies
snuck inside the sound of sleep
pacifier pacifies
don't sweat the hemorrhaging gland
don't sweat the hemorrhaging gland
pacifier pacifies
feast upon your illness
and let the puppet strings sag
pacifier pacifies
atop this podium built of fixation
they like to choke
all utensils are fixed on you
atop this podium split in confession
dripping with drool from the nerves
of this sentence
dripping with drool from the nerves
of this sentence

lazarus threw the party
lazarus threw the fight
snuck inside the sound of sleep

cloak a dagger plot
her sovereign majesty
pacifier pacifies
bullet ridden with vermin
be it the peasant stark frenzy
pacifier pacifies
held onto its tusks, naked and disrobed
pacifier pacifies
and the emperor still wears no clothes
confess...



Do I win?

o_O

I certainly think you do... :p

While I like those ATDI lyrics, I don't think they match Scream Thy Last Scream in bizareness. At least the ATDI one has a poetic narrative.

The use of word sounds in the ATDI song reminds me of Patti Smith.

I guess I actually have to post the lyrics instead of a link, but:

Beck - Loser

In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey
butane in my veins and I'm out to cut the junkie
with the plastic eyeballs, spray-paint the vegetables
dog food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose
kill the headlights and put it in neutral
stock car flamin' with a loser and the cruise control
baby's in Reno with the vitamin D
got a couple of couches, sleep on the love-seat
someone came in sayin' I'm insane to complain
about a shotgun wedding and a stain on my shirt
don't believe everything that you breathe
you get a parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve
so shave your face with some mace in the dark
savin' all your food stamps and burnin' down the trailer park

(yo. Cut it.)

Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?

(double-barrel buckshy)

Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?

Forces of evil on a bozo nightmare
ban all the music with a phony gas chamber
'cuz one's got a weasel and the other's got a flag
one's on the pole, shove the other in a bag
with the rerun shows and the cocaine nose-job
the daytime crap of the folksinger slob
he hung himself with a guitar string
a slab of turkey-neck and it's hangin' from a pigeon wing
you can't write if you can't relate
trade the cash for the beef for the body for the hate
and my time is a piece of wax fallin' on a termite
that's chokin' on the splinters

Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
(get crazy with the cheeze whiz)
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
(drive-by body-pierce)
(yo bring it on down)
soooooooyy....
(chorus backwards)
(I'm a driver, I'm the winner; things are gonna change I can feel it)

Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
(I can't believe you)
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
[repeat]
(Sprechen sie Deutches, baby)
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
(Know what I'm sayin'?)

The verses make no sense at all.

It's not that bizzarre, but it > all your lyrics.

G-Man the Massassi-Rap:

If you having Gob problem I feel bad for you son.
I got 99 problems but a Gob ain't one.

Meh, Damien Rice doesnt have innuendos, what are you talking about?



It's all blatant.

Spoken in monotone with a swedish accent:

The Books - A Dead Fish Gains the Power of Observation

A dead fish gains the power of observation
speaks the fish:
Something's fishy about this dish,
Why am I so still.. in dill
Can't stir a gill or tilt my head
It must be.. that I am.. dead


It's about the white rabbit from Alice in Wonderland.
Komme nicht zu spädt means "Don't come too late", and Sein punktlich means "be on time" in German.

TOM WAITS - Kommienezuspadt

(Pretend German)
Kommeniezuspädt
Kommeniezuspädt
Kommeniezuspädt
Kommeniezuspädt

Sein punktlich
Sein punktlich
Sein punktlich

Kommeniezuspädt
Kommeniezuspädt
Kommeniezuspädt
Kommeniezuspädt
And we can't be late
And we can't be late

(Pretend German)
And we can't be late
Kommenie, Kommenie
Kommeniezuspädt
Kommeniezuspädt
Kommeniezuspädt

(Pretend German)
And we can't be late
And we can't be late
And we can't be late
And we can't be late
Kommeniezuspädt
Kommeniezuspädt

Sein punktlich
Sein punktlich
Sein punktlich

Kommeniezuspädt
Kommeniezuspädt


Ha, ha, ha, ha
Haaa, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Kommeniezuspädt

(Pretend German)
And we can't be late
And we can't be late
And we can't be late
Sein punktlich
Sein punktlich
Kommeniezuspädt
Kommenie, kommenie, kommenie, kommenie
Kommeniezuspädt

The Pixies - Where Is My Mind
Ooooooh - stop

With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Your head will collapse
But there's nothing in it
And you'll ask yourself

Where is my mind [3x]

Way out in the water
See it swimmin'

I was swimmin' in the Carribean
Animals were hiding behind the rock
Except the little fish
But they told me, he swears
Tryin' to talk to me to me to me

Where is my mind [3x]

Way out in the water
See it swimmin' ?

With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Your head will collapse
If there's nothing in it
And you'll ask yourself

Where is my mind [3x]

Ooooh
With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
Ooooh
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Ooooh
Ooooh

And (hoping I don't get banned)....
GWAR - Fish****

Oh yeah
FISH**** BABY
Gonna **** you with a fish!
Gonna take a river carp and ram it up your butt!
You slut! You Whore!
Why are you my mom? [x2]
FISH****!

Gonna **** you with a fish!
Gonna take a moa-moa and ram it up your butt!
You slut! You Whore!
Why are you my mom? [x2]
FISH****!

FLUKE - ABSURD

King Kong, in Cannes, on a date with Spiderman.
Dan Dar's sitting there, scared by the killer teddy bears.
Down town, Mini mouse is slippin Micky's in the famous grouse,
While big bird spreads the word

Anybody with a heart votes love.

Judge Dredd, found dead, face down in Snoopy's bed.
Outside, Tweetie Pie's getting itchy on more supplies.
Meanwhile, Snow White gets ready for work tonight, turning tricks with crystal tips.

Trying to make the best of it's absurd.

Puppy dogs and pussy cats in suspect suicide attacks.
Captain Kirk from Planet Earth, fights it out with Papa Smurf
Some phoney little ponies, preying on old and lonely, making friends and robbing them
The X men taught them everything.
Betty Boop, tired of life, took vows, became a bride of Christ
While Tin Tin's been playing at Caesar's palace live on ice.
Babar Kumbayahs with the mighty Morphin movie stars, as big bird spreads the word

Anybody with a heart votes love.

very strange...

mr bungle - none of them knew they were robots

Mendel's machines replicate in the night
In the black iron prison of St. Augustine's light
He's paying the bills and they're doing him proud
They can float their burnt offerings on assembler clouds

With omega point in the sight
The new Franklins fly their kites
And the post modern empire is ended tonight

From history
The flood of counterfeits released
The black cloud
Reductionism and the beast
Automatons gather all the pieces
So the world may be increased
In simulation jubilation
For the deceased...

Spray-on clothes and diamond jaws
Wrinkles smoothed by nanoclaws

With my machines I can dispatch you
From this world without a trace
Our nostalgia ghosts are ready to take your place

Content-shifting shopping malls
Gasoline trees and walk-through walls

None of them knew...

I feel the gray goo boiling my blood
As I watch the dead rise up out of the earth
Try to hide from the lies as they all come true

Deus absconditus
Deus nullus deus nisi deus

I feel the grey goo boiling my blood
As the fenris wolf slowly bites through his chain
Try to hide the myth as it becomes a man

None of them knew they were robots

Buying an X or an O
In state craft tic tac toe
Cats game for Joe Blow

Post industrial bliss
A binary hug or kiss
Can be wrung from utility mist

They stole the great arcanum
The secret fire
Moloch found his gold
For the new empire
Once again
The necrophage becomes saint

Lindy hop around the truth
Jump back wolf pack attack
Slap back white shark attack
Swingin' up there in the noose
Jump back wolf pack attack
Slap back white shark attack

Phased array diffraction nets
From full-wall paint-on TV sets
Migratory home sublets
And time shared diamond fiber sets

Recombinant logos keys
Bitic Qabalistic trees

I feel the grey goo boiling my blood
As leviathan and his bugs freeze the sea
Try to save the world by immolating myself

From history
The flood of counterfeits released
The black cloud
The resurrection of the deceased
Automotons gather all the pieces
So the world may be increased
In simulation jubilation
For the builders
Of the body of the beast

Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot,
One that smiled when he flew over the bay,
Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot,
One that smiled when he flew over the bay.

My horse, is a shackled old man,
His, his remorse, was that he couldn't survey,
The skies, right before,
Right before they went gray,
My horse and my remorse,
Flying over a great bay

Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot,
One that smiled when he flew over the bay,
Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot,
One that smiled when he flew over the bay.

My, source, is the source of all creation,
Her, discourse, is that we all don't survey
The skies, right before,
Right before they go gray,
My source, and my remorse,
Flying over a great bay,

Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot,
One that smiled when he flew over the bay,
Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot,
One that smiled when he flew over the bay
Where were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot,
One that smiled when he flew over the bay,
Where were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot,
One that smiled when he flew over the bay.

Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot,
One that smiled when he flew over the bay,
Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot,
One that smiled when he flew over the bay
Where were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot,
One that smiled when he flew over the bay,
Where were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot,
One that smiled when he flew over the bay.

System of a Down - Jet Piolet

Love the song, but weird lyrics.

And Spork, that a great song!

While Kommienzuspadt is a very weird song, the lyrics really don't seem that weird outside of the song's context.
Finding a Tom Waits song with bizarre lyrics is like finding hay in a haystack. Post more! (I would, but I don't feel like it right now)

I think I'll post the lyrics to the song that I got my sig from. David Bowie- Station to Station

The return of the Thin White Duke
Throwing darts in lovers' eyes
Here are we, one magical moment, such is the stuff
From where dreams are woven
Bending sound, dredging the ocean, lost in my circle
Here am I, flashing no colour
Tall in this room overlooking the ocean

Here are we, one magical movement from Kether to Malkuth *
There are you, you drive like a demon from station to station
The return of the Thin White Duke, throwing darts in lovers' eyes
The return of the Thin White Duke, throwing darts in lovers' eyes
The return of the Thin White Duke, making sure white stains

Once there were mountains on mountains
And once there were sunbirds to soar with
And once I could never be down
Got to keep searching and searching
Oh, what will I be believing and who will connect me with love?
Wonder *who*, wonder who, wonder when
Have you sought fortune, evasive and shy?
Drink to the men who protect you and I
Drink, drink, drain your glass, raise your glass high

It's not the side-effects of the cocaine
I'm thinking that it must be love
It's too late - to be grateful
It's too late - to be late again
It's too late - to be hateful
The european cannon is here

I must be only one in a million
I won't let the day pass without her
It's too late - to be grateful
It's too late - to be late again
It's too late - to be hateful
The european cannon is here

Should I believe that I've been stricken?
Does my face show some kind of glow?
It's too late - to be grateful
It's too late - to be late again
It's too late - to be hateful
The european cannon is here, yes it's here
It's too late

It's too late, it's too late, it's too late, it's too late
The european cannon is here

Jesus Christ, how could we forget I Am the Walrus? How I ask, how?!

I am he as you are he as you are me
and we are all together
See how they run like pigs from a gun
see how they fly
I'm crying
Sitting on a cornflake
Waiting for the van to come
Corporation T-shirt, stupid bloody Tuesday
Man you've been a naughty boy
you let your face grow long

I am the eggman
they are the eggmen
I am the walrus
Goo goo g' joob

Mr. city policeman sitting
pretty little policemen in a row
See how they fly like Lucy in the sky
See how they run
I'm crying
I'm crying, I'm crying
Yellow matter custard
Dripping from a dead dog's eye
Crabalocker fishwife
Pornographic priestess
Boy, you've been a naughty girl
you let your knickers down

I am the eggman
They are the eggmen
I am the walrus
Goo goo g' joob

Sitting in an English garden
waiting for the sun
If the sun don't come you get a tan
from standing in the English rain

I am the eggman
They are the eggmen
I am the walrus
Goo goo g' joob

Expert, texpert choking smokers
don't you think the joker laughs at you
See how they smile like pigs in a sty
See how they snide
I'm crying
Semolina pilchard
climbing up the Eiffel tower
Elementary penguin singing Hare Krishna
Man, you should have seen them kicking
Edgar Allan Poe

I am the eggman
They are the eggmen
I am the walrus
Goo goo g' joob
Goo goo g' joob
Goo goo g' goo
goo goo g' joob goo
juba juba juba
juba juba juba
juba juba juba juba
juba juba

Coil - Heartworms

Ooooh
There's too much blood in my alcohol (x3)
Ooooh
Demons generally enter in
Demons generally enter in through my ears
I don't like what I hear (x2)
I don't like what I see (x2)
Ghosts vomit over me (x3)
Liars through my eyes
There's too much blood in my alcohol (x2)
Can't get enough to numb me (x4)
There's too much blood in my alcohol (x3)
Demons generally enter in through my ears (x2)
Each beat feeds the heartworms
Each beat feeds the heartworms at the heart of me
At the heart of me
There's too much blood in my alcohol (Can't you get enough to numb me?)
There's too much blood in my alcohol (Can't get enough to numb me)
There's too much blood in my heart
In my heart (It's preventing coagulation)
I'm faithful that this stagnation's feeding my heartworms
Feeding the heartworms
The demons generally enter in through my ears
It all feels off of me
Ghosts vomit over me (x2)
Ghosts vomit over me, over the old me
This knife's gonna make some young woman a fine husband (x4)

Some n***as dream of pushing kilos but I drop tons
With more facts and formulas and philosophical logic
Then a basement full of scientists puffing on chronic
Dipped in mycin potassium cyanide and liquid bubonic

"You couldn't get the fans to throw up their hands, even if they swallowed their fingers"

"Won't aim-and-miss, even in heavy rain-or-mist;
Kill satanists, with the blunt end of stakes-and-sticks;"