Music that gets you through

WISE UP
by Aimee Mann

It's not
What you thought
When you first began it
You got
What you want
Now you can hardly stand it though,
By now you know
It's not going to stop
It's not going to stop
It's not going to stop
'Til you wise up

You're sure
There's a cure
And you have finally found it
You think
One drink
Will shrink you 'til you're underground
And living down
But it's not going to stop
It's not going to stop
It's not going to stop
'Til you wise up

Prepare a list of what you need
Before you sign away the deed
'Cause it's not going to stop
It's not going to stop
It's not going to stop
'Til you wise up
No, it's not going to stop
'Til you wise up
No, it's not going to stop
So just...give up

DON'T DRINK THE WATER
by The Dave Matthews Band

Come out come out
No use in hiding
Come now come now
Can you not see?
There's no place here
What were you expecting
Not room for both
Just room for me
So you will lay your arms down
Yes I will call this home

Away away
You have been banished
Your land is gone
And given me
And here I will spread my wings
Yes I will call this home
What's this you say
You feel a right to remain
Then stay and I will bury you
What's that you say
Your father's spirit still lives in this place
I will silence you

Here's the hitch
Your horse is leaving
Don't miss your boat
It's leaving now
And as you go I will spread my wings
Yes I will call this home
I have no time to justify to you
Fool you're blind, move aside for me
All I can say to you my new neighbor
Is you must move on or I will bury you

Now as I rest my feet by this fire
Those hands once warmed here
I have retired them
I can breathe my own air
I can sleep more soundly
Upon these poor souls
I'll build heaven and call it home
'Cause you're all dead now
I live with my justice
I live with my greedy need
I live with no mercy
I live with my frenzied feeding
I live with my hatred
I live with my jealousy
I live with the notion
That I don't need anyone but me
Don't drink the water
There's blood in the water

EVERYTHING TO EVERYONE
by Everclear

you put yourself in stupid places
yes i think you know it's true
situations where it's easy to look down on you
i think you like to be the victim
i think you like to be in pain
i think you make yourself a victim
almost every single day

you do what you do
you say what you say
you try to be everything to everyone
you know all the right people
you play all the right games
you always try to be
everything to everyone

yeah you do it again
you always do it again

you say they taught you how to read and write
they taught you how to count
i say they taught you how to buy and sell
your own body by the pound
i think you like to be their simple toy
i think you love to play the clown
i think you blind to the fact
that the hand you hold
is the hand that holds you down

chorus

spin around and fall down
do it again
you stumble and you fall
yeah why don't you ever learn
spin around and fall down
do it again
you stumble and you fall
i wonder if you will ever learn

why don't you ever learn

come on now
do that stupid dance for me

you do what they tell you to do
you say what they say
you try to be
everything to everyone

you jump through the big hoop
you play all the right games
you try to be
everything to everyone

spin around and fall down
do it again
you stumble and you fall
yeah you do it again
spin around and fall down
do it again
you stumble and you fall...

Songs that i can relate and pull me through:

Everyday I realize that this might be the last day of my life
Walking down the street I find that I'm coming closer and closer to losing my mind
'Cause when it rains, it pours
Isn't life worth more? I don't even know what I'm hustlin' for
You've gotta do what you gotta do just to make it through
All the hard times that's going to face you

This is the life, trying to survive
This is the life, trying to survive

Living will always be a struggle looking for someone to love you
Looking back at single horrors, this madness makes me want to hide
Slowly, internally, I'm dying
Pillow case is wet from all my crying
There is nothing more for me to live for
Take me away, I can't live that life no more

This is the life, trying to survive
This is the life, trying to survive

This is the life, trying to survive
This is the life, trying to survive

This is the life, trying to survive
This is the life, trying to survive

I'm just trying to get over

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I am bottled fizzy water
And you are shaking me up
You are a fingernail running
Down the chalkboard I thought I left in third grade
Now my only consolation
Is that this could not last forever
Even though you're singing and thinking how well you've got it made

Who are you?
When will you be through
Yeah, it's just a phase
It will be over soon
Yeah, it's just a phase
Yeah, it's just a...phase

Call it women's intuition
But I think I'm on to something here
Temporaryism has been the 'Black Plague'
And the Jesus of our age
I know I must sound opinionated
Maybe biased and quite possibly jaded
But sooner than later they'll be throwing quarters at you on the stage

Who are you?
When will you be through
Yeah, it's just a phase
It will be over soon
Yeah, it's just a phase
Yeah, it's just a...phase

And I am waiting for it to be over too

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Oh my my my
I'm feeling high
My moneys gone
I'm all alone

The world is turnin'
Oh what a day
What a day whay a day

Peace and blessings manifest with every lesson learn,
If your knowledge were your wealth then it will be well earn

If we were made in his image then call us by our names
Most intellects do not believe in god but they fear us just the same

Oh on and on and on and on
Whew on and on and on and on
I go on and on and on and on
Ohh on and on and on and on

I was born under water with 3 dollars and 6 dimes
Yeah you might laugh 'cause you did not do your math

Na qua 2..3.
Damn, yall feel that? Oh...
Qua 2..3.
The world keeps turning
Oh what a day what a day what a day

The man that knows something knows that he knows nothing at all
Does it seem colder in your summertime and hotter in your fall

If we were made in his image then call us by our names
Most intellects do not believe in god but they fear us just the same

Oh on and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
I go on and on and on and on
On and on and on and on

I am feeling kinda hungry 'cause my high is coming down
Don't feed me yours 'cause your food does not endure
I think i need a cup of tea, the world keeps burnin'
Oh what a day, what a day what a day

You rush into destruction 'cause you don't have nothin' left
The mothership can't save you so your ass is goin' get it
If we were made in his image then call us by our names
Most intellects do not believe in god but they fear us just the same

Oh on and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
Ooh ooh wee on and on and on and on
On and on and on and on

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WOW Lena I love it all!

Square Dance

Intro:
People! *Echos*
Get ready!
It feels so good to be back!
Ladies and gentleman
Introducing the new me
Improved youth
No fool

Verse #1
Never been too type to bend or budge
The wrong button to push, no friend, no bush
I'm the centerpiece, you're a mortice, i'm a pitbull off his leash
All this peace-talkin cease
All these people i had to leave in limbo
I'm back now and i've come to release this info
I'll be brief and let me just keep butter simple
Cannacookiemonster, don't want no beef with slim, NOO!
Not even on my radar
So won't you please jump off my dick, lay off and stay off
and follow me cos i put these crayons to chaos
from seance to seance.

Chorus 2x:
So come on down
So get on down
Doh si doh now
Dont have a good plan
Dont be scerrrd (scared), cuz therrr (there) ain't nuttin' to werrr (worry) 'bout
Let your hair down
Square dance

Verse #2:
Let your hair down to the track, yeh, keep goin back (BOO!)
The boogie-monster of rap, yeh, the man's back!
With a plan to ambush this bush administration
Moosh the senate's facin', push this generation
O' kids to stand and fight for the right to say somethin'
You might not like, this white hot light that im under
No wonder i look so sunburnt,
Oh no, i won't leave no stone unturned
Oh no, i won't leave one goin' nowhere
Doh-si-soh oh! yo! ho! hello there!
Oh yeh! don't think i won't go there
Go to beyreuth and do a show there
Yeh you laugh til your mothertreetrunkin' ass gets drafted
When you're in bed here thinkin' the draft cant happen
'Til you treetrunk around gettin anthrax napkin
Inside a package wrapped in sarandrap wrappin'
Open the plastic, and then you stand back gaspin'
treetrunkin' assassins hijackin' anthrax crashin'
All this terror, america demands action
Next thing you know, you've got uncle sam's ass askin'
To join our army, or what you do for their navy
You just a baby gettin' recruited at 18
You're on a plane now eatin' that food and that baked beans
I'm 28, they gon take you 'fore they take me
Crazy insane or insane crazy?
When i say hussein, you say shady!
My views ain't changed to lean humane way for
Rain 2 days late, the date's today
Hey team!

Chorus 2x:


Verse #3
Nothing moves me more than a groove that suits me
Nothing suits me more than a groove that boosts me
Nothing boosts me more or suites me beautifully
There's nothing you can do to me, stab me, shoot me
Physcotic hypnotic product I gotta take antibotic
Ain't nobody hotter and so on and yada yada
Gotta talk alot of hum-hei-la-da-da-der
Oochie walla-walla-mmm-de-da-da but you gotta gotta
Keep moving there's more music to make
Keep making new butter, produce hits to break
The monotony whats gotten into me?
Drugs, rock and hennesey, thug like I'm 'Pac on my enemies
On your knees, got you under siege
Somebody you would give a lung to be
Hungry like a treetrunking younger me
treetrunk the fee, I can get you jumped for free
Yeah, buddy, laugh is funny, I have the money
To have you killed by somebody who has nothing
I'm past bluffing, pass the KY
Lets get ready for some intense serious ass treetrunking

Chorus 2x


Outro:
Dr Dre wants to square dance with me
Nasty nas wants to square dance with me
X to the Z wants to square dance with me
Busta Rhymes wants to square dance with me
Cannacookiemonster won't square dance with me
Cannacookiemonster won't square dance with me
Canibus dont want no parts o' me
Dirty Dozen wants to square dance with me
Yeeeeha!

^^spelling errors abound that I'm too lazy right now to correct. You can figure them out. lol.

i said you dont. wanan treetrunk with luzzie, cus luz will f*kin kill you hmmmmmm sha lalalalalala

^^lol

Sing For The Moment
Eminem

Verse #1
These ideas are nightmares for white parents
Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings
Like whatever they say has no bearing
Its so scary in a house that allows no swearing
To see him walking around with his headphones blaring
Alone in his own zone, and he dont care
He's a problem child, what bothers him all comes out
When he talks about his treetrunkin' dad walkin out
Cos he hates him so bad that he blocks him out
But if he ever saw him again, he'd prolly knock him out
His thoughts are whacked, he's mad so he's talkin' back
Talkin black, brainwashed from rock and rap
He sags his pants, 2 rags and a stocking cap
His step-father hit him so he socked him back
And broke his nose, this house is a broken home
There's no control, he just lets his emotions go
Come on...

Chorus:
Sing with me, sing for the year
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear
Sing with me,just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away

Verse #2
Entertainment is danger, intertwine it with gansters
In the land of the killers, a sinner's mind is a sanctum
Only you're unholy, only have one homey
Only this gun, lonely, cuz don't anyone know me
But everybody just feels like they can relate
I guess words are a mothertreetrunker, they can be great
Or they can be great, or even worse, they can teach hate
Its like kids hang on every single statement we make
Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum
Now how the treetrunk did this metamorphasis happen?
From standin' on corners and porches just rappin'
To havin' a fortune, no more kissin' ass
But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you
Fans turn on you, attorney's all gonna turn it to
To get their hands on every dime you have
They want you to lose your mind every time you mad
So they can try to make you out to look like a loose canon
You need to spew, dont hesitate to produce air-guns
Thats why these prosecutors wanna convict me
Swiftly just to get me offa these streets quickly
But all their kids been listen'n to me religiously
So i'm signing cds while police fingerprint me
They're for the judges daughter, but his grudge is against me
If i'm such a treetrunkin' menace, this butter doesnt make sense, Pete
It's all political, if my music is literal and i'm a criminal,
How the treetrunk can i raise a little girl?
I couldn't. i wouldn't be fit to
You're full of butter too, Guerrera, that was a fist that hit you!

Chorus


Verse #3
They say music can alter moods and talk to you
But can it load a gun for you and chicken it too?
Well if it can, then the next time you assault a dude
Just tell the judge it was my fault, and i'll get sued
See what these kids do, is hear about us toting pistols
And they want to get one, cos they think the butter's cool
Not knowin' we're really just protectin' ourselves
We're entertainers, of course this butter's affecting our sales
You ignoramus. but music is reflection of self
We just explain it, and then we get our cheques in the mail
It's treetrunked up ain't it, how we can come from practically nothin'
To bein' able to have any treetrunkin' thing that we wanted
It's why we sing for these kids that don't have a thing
Except for a dream and a treetrunking rap magazine
Who post pinup pictures on their walls all day long
Idolise their favourite rappers and know all they songs
Or for anyone who's ever been through butter in they lives
So they sit and they cry at night, wishing they die
Till they throw on a rap record, and they sit and they vibe
We're nothing to you, but we're the treetrunkin' butter in their eyes
That's why we sieze the moment, and

yaaaaaay, pheonix likes marshall mathers

TOOL



Fourty-Six & Two




My shadows

Shedding skin and
I've been picking
Scabs again.
I'm down
Digging through
My old muscles
Looking for a clue.



I've been crawling on my belly
Clearing out what could've been.
I've been wallowing in my own confused
And insecure delusions
For a piece to cross me over
Or a word to guide me in.
I wanna feel the changes coming down.
I wanna know what I've been hiding in



My shadow.
Change is coming through my shadow.
My shadow's shedding skin
I've been picking
My scabs again.



I've been crawling on my belly
Clearing out what could've been.
I've been wallowing in my own chaotic
And insecure delusions.



I wanna feel the change consume me,
Feel the outside turning in.
I wanna feel the metamorphosis and
Cleansing I've endured within



My shadow
Change is coming.
Now is my time.
Listen to my muscle memory.
Contemplate what I've been clinging to.
Forty-six and two ahead of me.



I choose to live and to
Grow, take and give and to
Move, learn and love and to
Cry, kill and die and to
Be paranoid and to
Lie, hate and fear and to
Do what it takes to move through.



I choose to live and to
Lie, kill and give and to
Die, learn and love and to
Do what it takes to step through.



See my shadow changing,
Stretching up and over me.
Soften this old armor.
Hoping I can clear the way
By stepping through my shadow,
Coming out the other side.
Step into the shadow.
Forty six and two are just ahead of me.

ooh, good one, never heard it...i wonder what "forty six and two" symbolizes.

I'm downloading it right now.

Gosh I've become a downloading fiend lately. lol.

well i listen to a wide variety of music, i have something for every mood. tool can be a little hard for some people, but i love it.

yeah i hear you. I'm that same exact way, a different kind of music for every mood. I've never heard Tool before so this should be interesting. lol.

Actually I like this song. The only sort of hard part is the chorus really and toward the end...I really like the guy's voice and the guitars. cj7, you're like my music guru now. Hope you're comfortable with that. lol.

woohoo i dl'd the whole Aenima (sp?) album. WinMX rocks the partaaaay! 😛

Aenima rocks,

stinkfist
eulogy
pubutter
thrird eye

great songs

pubutter? LOL, would that be dxp's filters? *cracking up

Dammit, I don't know the names of the songs as i'm listening to them. Oh that bites. Another mystery to solve. lol.

okay lets try push it

LOL!

I'm really digging this one song, something about "would you die for me, don't treetrunking lie to me" or something. I like.

TOOL
Push it


I will choke until I swallow...
Choke this infant here before me.
What is this but my reflection?
Who am I to judge and strike you down?

But you're
Pushing and shoving me.
You still love me and you pubutter on me.

Rest your trigger on my finger,
Bang my head upon the fault line.
Take care not to make me enter.
'Cause if I do we both may disappear.

But you're pushing me,
Shoving me. Pubutter on me.

Slipping back into the gap again.
I'm alive when you're touching me,
Alive when you're shoving me down.

But I'd trade it all
For just a little bit of
Piece of mind.

Put me somewhere I don't wanna be.
Seeing someplace I don't wanna see.
Never wanna see that place again.

Saw that gap again today
As you were begging me to stay.
Managed to push myself away,
And you, as well.

If, when I say I may fade like a sigh if I stay,
You minimize my movement anyway,
I must persuade you another way.

There's no love in fear.

Staring down the hole again.
Hands upon my back again.
Survival is my only friend.
Terrified of what may come.

Just remember I will always love you,
Even as I tear your treetrunking throat away.
But it will end no other way.

^^I really like how intelligent their lyrics are. Very intense.

TOOL

Eulogy

He had alot to say.
He had alot of nothing to say.
We'll miss him.

So long.
We wish you well.
You told us how you weren't afraid to die.
Well then, so long.
Don't cry.
Or feel too down.
Not all martyrs see divinity.
But at least you tried.

Standing above the crowd,
He had a voice that was strong and loud.
We'll miss him.
Ranting and pointing his finger
At everything but his heart.
We'll miss him.

No way to recall
What it was that you had said to me,
Like I care at all.

So loud.
You sure could yell.
You took a stand on every little thing
And so loud.

Standing above the crowd,
He had a voice so strong and loud and I
Swallowed his facade cuz I'm so
Eager to identify with
Someone above the ground,
Someone who seemed to feel the same,
Someone prepared to lead the way, with
Someone who would die for me.

Will you? Will you now?
Would you die for me?
Don't you treetrunkin lie.

Don't you step out of line.
Don't you treetrunkin lie.

You've claimed all this time that you would die for me.
Why then are you so surprised to hear your own eulogy?

You had alot to say.
You had alot of nothing to say.

Come down.
Get off your treetrunkin cross.
We need the treetrunkin space to nail the next fool martyr.

To ascend you must die.
You must be crucified
For your sins and your lies. [sic]
Goodbye...

exactly

It's weird, because I liked that song and I was listening to it, before I knew what it was called and you listed that as one of your favorite songs by Tool. Did any of that make sense? lol.

Cosmic, it's so cosmic

"Eulogy" reminds me of a certain poster from days gone by who is never to return.

But really, it sounds like it's about religion to me. lol.

i have a lot of favorite tool songs.lol sometimes u just need to feel intensity, and they do it for me.

Do they have any romantic songs? lol, any love songs? 😛

intense they are...i sort of get the feeling that matches your personality. I could be wrong.

okay weird...this track sounds like i'm stuck inside the engine of a train. LOL. and the guy's talking...no singing, this far at least.

well, not really but the lead singer, did a side project, the band is called 'A Perfect Circle' it does have some softer stuff on there. its really good. i would recommend it. but i dont want to overload u.lol

I'm searching for them now. lol. No don't worry about overloading me...I can take it all, baby... 😉

thats my girl

😉

did anyone listen to my ex's band, fatslinky— Ya gotta. I'm curious what your opinions on "Made of Us" are.

Fat Slinky that is. lol.

no, but i will later, its too hard too download stuff and still do other stuff with dialup. yeah..it sucks.lol
Fat Slinky? hhmmm. now whats that refering to?lol

LOL, I know...I haven't asked him yet, but I'm going to. I just found him a few days ago after 5 years. I was like, holy son of a cookiemonster, he's famous and butter in Sydney! I have a claim to fame now. lol. He's the one in the long sleeved blue shirt and brown pants.

Okay I had to stop listening to Tool because as much as I like it, it's incongruous with my mood right now and it was starting to give me a headache. lol. What next...hmmm I think maybe a little Sunshower would lift my spirits 😉

haha, I'm dl'ing "Love Song" by A Perfect Circle. Apparently it's a cover of the same song done by the Cure?

that is pretty cool, ur famous on dxp. lol.
i like hearing new music, ill definitly check it out.
well, i can speculate on the name.lol

Yeah I'm pretty sure it's another way of saying Big Dick. lol. Maybe it's the Aussie way? lol.

woohoo, famous on dxp! 😛

as much as i like tool, its a little late to be feeling it. something soothing is good.

your making me jealous, ive got to get my dsl working. i miss getting stuff.

sorry, sorry. lol. If I could send you my stuff, I would 🙂

Yeah, soothing (so I turned on Whole Lotta Love by Zep) LOL.

It's soothing to me for some reason 😛

TOOL
Lateralus

Black then white are all I see in my infancy.
red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me.
lets me see.
As below, so above and beyond, I imagine
drawn beyond the lines of reason.
Push the envelope. Watch it bend.

Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.
Withering my intuition, missing opportunities and I must
Feed my will to feel my moment drawing way outside the lines.

Black then white are all I see in my infancy.
red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me.
lets me see there is so much more
and beckons me to look through to these infinite possibilities.
As below, so above and beyond, I imagine
drawn outside the lines of reason.
Push the envelope. Watch it bend.

Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.
Withering my intuition leaving all these opportunities behind.

Feed my will to feel this moment urging me to cross the line.
Reaching out to embrace the random.
Reaching out to embrace whatever may come.

I embrace my desire to
feel the rhythm, to feel connected
enough to step aside and weep like a widow
to feel inspired, to fathom the power,
to witness the beauty, to bathe in the fountain,
to swing on the spiral
of our divinity and still be a human.

With my feet upon the ground I lose myself
between the sounds and open wide to suck it in,
I feel it move across my skin.
I'm reaching up and reaching out,
I'm reaching for the random or what ever will bewilder me.
And following our will and wind we may just go where no one's been.
We'll ride the spiral to the end and may just go where no one's been.

Spiral out. Keep going, going...

TOOL
Parabola

We barely remember who or what came before this precious moment,
We are choosing to be here right now. Hold on, stay inside
This holy reality, this holy experience.
Choosing to be here in

This body. This body holding me. Be my reminder here that I am not alone in
This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal
All this pain is an illusion.

Alive, I

In this holy reality, in this holy experience. Choosing to be here in

This body. This body holding me. Be my reminder here that I am not alone in
This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal
All this pain is an illusion.

Twirling round with this familiar parable.
Spinning, weaving round each new experience.
Recognize this as a holy gift and celebrate this chance to be alive and breathing.

This body holding me reminds me of my own mortality.
Embrace this moment. Remember. We are eternal.
All this pain is an illusion