post some lyrics that describe your mood right now
 

title is pretty self explanatory

kettle black, i caught your act
you can not get away with that
your caustic bullshit second sight
your second's up, you're short on sight

The rug ripped up in cloth popcorn balls
the walls an old candy striped sack
in the corner wrinkled black and white
a table held up by legs
the peeled back red enamelled mouth of linoleum screamed
at the pasteboard door
a knob rolled off in some corner sticky
a curtain blew into a sink
dead flies and newspapers
charred fire brown wings and toast
Hobo ain't been around for some time
the gate danced without its paint on
Odd jobs is written on
spiders were the window's eyes
the sun made them look silver
the little girl from in back of the clothesline
cast a shadow like a crow
it's beak spoke open
why doesn't old Odd Jobs come around anymore
he used to ride his form-a-heap bike
and his basket was a whole candy store
he used t'make Xs from door to door
all the women and the young girls around here
ask why old Jobs don't come on home
and the gate without its paint on danced
and creaked and moaned
here he comes peddlin' up on his form-a-heap bike
a bag of skin and bones
spokes were scraping two rust fenders

I'm sorry to disturb you, but my strings snapped
I'm sorry I disturbed your cat nap
But whilst finishing a chore
I asked myself "what for?"
Then something snapped
I had a relapse
A suburban relapse

So I throw things at the neighbours
Expose myself to strangers
Kill myself - or YOU?
Now memory's gets hazy
I think I must be crazy
Cause my strings snapped
I had a relapse
A suburban relapse

Re-lapse!
Re-lapse!
Sururban Relapse!

(instrumental)

how can I imagine instrumental lyrics? pretty interesting

"booooowtschhhhhhhhhh"

Who's that woman on your arm? All dressed up to do you harm.
And I'm hip to what she'll do, give her just about a month or two.
Bit off more than I can chew, and I knew what it was leading to,
Some things, well, I cant refuse,
One of them, one of them the bedroom blues.
She delivers right on time, I can't resist a corny line,
But take the shine right off you shoes,
Carryin', carryin' the bedroom blues.
Oo...

In the bar you're getting drunk, I ain't in love, I ain't in luck.
Hide the switch and shut the light, let it all come down tonight.
Maybe your friends think I'm just a stranger,
Some face youll never see no more.

Let it all come down tonight.
Keep those tears hid out of sight, let it loose, let it all come down.

So now that everybody's gone
You see what change has come
In every song you've ever sung
You find the words were wrong

But now the time is gonna come
And there's no feeling lost
For everyone you could've loved
And made me not to love

And all the time
I thought your words were mine
You held me down
As sure as the sun
You held me down
As sure as the sun

Now I could see into your eyes
But there's no compromise
For anyone you coulda saved
But never recognized
And now your world is gonna fall
But I wont help at all
For everyone who sees the place
Who knows they cant belong

And all the time
I thought your words were mine
You held me down
As sure as the sun
You held me down
As sure as the sun

You've taken away
Much more than you gave
What keeps me down
I'm lost in a rage
No one can explain
What keeps me down
What keeps you down

So now that everybody's gone
You see no change has come
In every song you've ever sung
You find the words were wrong

And every paper that you read
You feel your spirit grieve
For everyone who's gonna fall
The distance another leaves

And all the time
I thought your words were mine
You held me down
As sure as the sun
You held me down
As sure as the sun

You've taken away
Much more than you gave
What keeps me down
I'm lost in a rage
No one can explain
What keeps me down
What keeps you down

Baby's on fire
better throw her in the water

(I'm a bit overheated)

Good one :D


OI! OI! OI!

Brains for dinner
Brains for lunch
Brains for breakfast
Brains for brunch
Brains at every single meal,
Why can't we have some guts?

OI! OI! OI!

Brains are all we ever get at this rotten fucking place,
Brains are all we ever get, why can't we have a change of pace!

Brains for dinner
Brains for lunch
Brains for breakfast
Brains for brunch
Brains at every single meal,
Why can't we have some guts?
Why can't we have some guts?

Why can't we have some fucking rotten guts?

Inside a broken clock
Splashing the wine with all the rain dogs
Taxi, we'd rather walk
Huddle in a doorway with the rain dogs
For I am a rain dog too


Oh, how we danced and we swallowed the night
For it was all ripe for dreaming
Oh, how we danced away all of the lights
We've always been out of our minds


The rum pours strong and thin
Beat out the dustman with the rain dogs
Aboard a shipwreck train
Give my umbrella to the rain dogs
For I am a rain dog too


Oh, how we danced with the Rose of Tralee
Her long hair black as a raven
Oh, how we danced and you whispered to me
You'll never be going back home

but what is normal in the evening by the morning seems insane

You want a warning?
You got a warning
Stab your back

fuck the people

This contemplation sets my soul afire
Too many decisions that I can't decide
I don't know what I'm gonna do...

Killa beez all over your fuckin planet
Thirty-six chambers of death
Three-hundred and sixty degrees of perfected styles
Choppin off your motherfuckin dome...
...peace, and every fuckin borough
Crooklyn, Manhattan, Queens, Staten Island
The motherfuckin Bronx, killa beez....

(The sword? C'mon, give him the sword)

Clan in da front, let your feet stomp
Niggaz on the left, brag shit to death
Now hoods on the right, wild for the night
Punks in the back, c'mon and attract to...

Fuck all
fuck all
fuck all
fuck all

this. a million times over.

Hmmm "Gone in the morning" by Newton Fawkner. I hate the track, but the words are very relevant. I'm at my freinds house, and two freinds have been cannoodling on the floor for much of the night, despite the fact both of their love interests of old are present, one of which is me. So it's 5.38 AM, havn't slept all night, spent much of the night bitching with the other person who feels totally horrible seeing them together - shes now gone to bed, I've commandeered my friend's laptop, and am considering getting the first train home before they wake up. So yeah, "Gone in The Morning"

My, that was the bleakest thing I've ever commited to words.