melomanias, etc.

segunda-feira, junho 26, 2006

More than just another KiN Mode..

"King's Crossing

The King’s Crossing was the main attraction
Dominoes are falling in a chain reaction
The scraping subject ruled by fear told me
Whiskey works better than beer
The judge is on vinyl, decisions are final
And nobody gets a reprieve
And every wave is tidal - if you hang around
You’re going to get wet

I can’t prepare for death any more than I already have

All you can do now is watch the shells
The game looks easy that’s why it sells
Frustrated fireworks inside your head
Is going to stand and deliver dark instead

The method acting that pays my bills
Keeps a fat man feeding in Beverly Hills
I got a heavy metal mouth that hurls obscenity
And I get my check from the trash treasury
Because I took my own insides out

It don’t matter 'cause I have no sex life
And all I wanna do now is inject my ex-wife
I’ve seen the movie and I know what happens
It’s Christmas time
And the needle's on the tree
A skinny Santa is bringing something to me
His voice is overwhelming, but his speech is slurred
And I only understand every other word

Open your parachute and grab your gun
Falling down like an omen, a setting sun
Read the part and return at five
It’s a hell of a role if you can keep it alive

But I don’t care if I fuck up
I’m going on a date with a rich white lady
Ain’t life great?
Give me one good reason not to do it
(because I love you)
So do it

This is the place where time reverses
Dead men talk to all the pretty nurses
Instruments shine on a silver tray

Don’t let me get carried away
Don’t let me get carried away
Don’t let me be carried away"

by Elliot Smith

terça-feira, junho 20, 2006

Something to believe in

Can you create something as unstable and unpredictable as yourself?
And He created a blog.

Brr.. it's cold in here...

Someone's got to take this blog out of the freezer.

terça-feira, junho 13, 2006

KiN Mode ON

"She Fell Into My Arms

Well I burnt all my travellers cheques
Just to show you my respect
Then I hung myself out to dry
And you looked at me and asked me why

So I said I don't mind if I lose
'Cause if I win I'll be so confused
But that's not what you'd expect
From a man whose plan is already wrecked

And if you need to kiss me
Then you'll most definitely miss me
When I'm gone

Well there's a thousand things I shouldn't do
But if I do them I should do them with you
So won't you fall into my arms again
And hold me for the world may end

And if you need to kiss me
Then you'll most definitely miss me
When I'm gone

God, you make me sing
Funny things about you
You infect my mind
All the time, you do

Well I just can't contain myself In fact
I'm worried I might lose my health
I can't eat, sleep or hardly breathe
I can hardly ever watch you leave

And if you need to kiss me
Then you'll most definitely miss me
When I'm gone

God, you make me sing
Funny things about you
You infect my mind
All the time, you do"

by Ed Harcourt