Pithy lyrics that sum it all up

[dada]

She wears a Rosy Cross
Pyramids in her eyes
Acting so elusive
I start to wonder why
She's speaks in sacred symbols
Saying things not what they seem
It's all too simple, something tells me
It's a conspiracy

Fuzzy situation
Graffiti on the signs
She knows inside information
Like she could read your mind
It shows on the phone
Hangs me up all the time
She got the Council on Foreign Relations
On the other line

Driving me crazy with all your sinister schemes
I got a feeling it's a conspiracy

Instant Illumination
Caught me by surprise
When she changes stations
I find I'm hypnotized

Here waves a fairy stranger, vague old riddles in a long lost code
Whispers she will always stay, but she comes n goes

Reassuring Mayor Daley that everything is swell
"Eternal flower power" is what I heard her yell

I swore I heard her yelling ewige blumenkraft!
You see her waves are always very strange

[Joe Hillshoist]

In a jungle of the senses
Tinkerbell and Jack the ripper
Love has no meaning, not where they come from
But we know pleasure is not that simple
Very little fruit is forbidden
Sometimes we wobble, sometimes we're strong
But you know evil is an exact science
Being carefully correctly wrong

Priests and cannibals, prehistoric animals
Everybody happy as the dead come home
Big Black Nemesis, parthenogenesis
No one move a muscle as the dead come home

We feel like Greeks, we feel like Romans
Centaurs and monkeys just cluster round us
We drink elixirs that we refine
from the juices of the dying
We are no monsters, we're moral people
and yet we have the strength to do this
This is the splendour of our achievement
Call in the airstrike with a poison kiss

Priests and cannibals, prehistoric animals
Everybody happy as the dead come home
Big black nemesis, parthenogenesis
No-one move a muscle as the dead come home

How bad it gets, you can't imagine
the burning wax, the breath of reptiles
god is not mocked, he knows our business
Karma could take us at any moment
Cover him up.....I think we're finished
You know it's never been so exotic
but I don't know, my dreams are visions
We could still end up with the great big fishes

Priests and cannibals, prehistoric animals
Everybody happy as the dead come home
Big black nemesis, parthenogenesis
No-one move a muscle as the dead come home

[Bruce Dazzling]

They say I shot a man named Gray and took his wife to Italy
She inherited a million bucks and when she died it came to me
I can't help it if I'm lucky.

~Dylan

[Bruce Dazzling]

When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye
I turned to look but it was gone
I cannot put my finger on it now
The child is grown, the dream is gone

[Bruce Dazzling]

Your future dream is a shopping scheme.

~John Lydon

[harry ashburn]

Pith on all of it.

[Weather Balloons]

Fight war, not wars.

[Allegro]

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These are continents and shores which
Beseech our understanding.
Seldom have we been so slow.
Seldom have we been so far.
My only wish is to see Far Arden again.


^ Far Arden | Wilderness (Jim Morrison)

[Bruce Dazzling]

"People like you find it easy."

~Ian Curtis

[Jeff]

No guru, no method, no teacher

[Hammer of Los]

· · · — — — · · ·

When you know that your time is close at hand,
Maybe then you'll begin to understand;
Life down here is just a strange illusion.

· · · — — — · · ·

[Bruce Dazzling]

"When I used to go out I would know everyone I saw.

Now I go out alone, if I go out at all."

[Gashweir]

John Francis Dooley, wipe the sleep from your eyes
And embrace the light
You have slept now for a thousand years
Beneath starless nights
And now it's time for you to renounce the old ways
And see a new dawn rise

In former days, the masks were raised
When the god came down from off the mountain
And a sacrifice was made
For they knew that the day of wrath was fast approaching
Just like yesterday, before the war

John Francis Dooley, the scapegoat has run
All our sins are disowned
And now it's time for you to take off your mask
And cross the Rubicon

If you and I were one within the eyes of our designs
It would still not change the fact of our leaving
For tonight we must leave with the first gentle breeze
For the Isles of Ken we are assailing

Just like Ulysses on the open sea
On an odyssey of self-discovery

Ullyses, - by Dead Can Dance

If was anything more than a constant lurker I suppose I would be able to post a video of this song so people could listen to it, but I don't know how.

Project Willow: I love love love XTC, especially Skylarking. One of the best albums of all time IMHO.

[Joe Hillshoist]

... they could never have persuaded me that lives like yours were in the hands of these erroneous fools
And to those of you who moan your lives thru one day to the next
Well, let them take you to next
Can't you live and be thankful you're here?
See it could be you tomorrow or next year

[Joe Hillshoist]

Come on now, who do you
Who do you, who do you, who do you think you are?
Ha ha ha, bless your soul
You really think you're in control?

Well, I think you're crazy