Toadfish Monastery

Pulp - Live bed show
A Different Class

She doesn't have to go to work,
but she doesn't want to stay in She doesn't have to go to work,
but she doesn't want to stay in bed,
cos it's changed from something comfortable,
to something else instead.
This bed has seen it all,
from the first time to the last,
the silences of now,
and the good times of the past.
And it only cost ten pounds,
from a shop just down the road,
but that was seven years ago,
and things were very different then.
It didn't get much rest at first,
the headboard banging in the night.
The neighbours didn't dare complain,
oh everything was going right.
Now there's no need to complain,
cos it never makes a sound.
Something beautiful left town,
and she doesn't even know its name.
Now every night she plays the sad game
ooh ah ah,
called pretending nothing's going wrong oh,
oh but she knows,
if this show was televised,
no one would watch it,
not tonight but sven years ago.
La la la la la la la
Now there's no need to complain,
cos it never makes a sound,
something beautiful left town,
and she never even knew its name.
She doesn't have to go to work,
but she doesn't want to stay in bed,
cos it's changed from something comfortable,
to something else instead.
cos it's changed from something comfortable,
to something else instead.

I've been the one to party until the end
lookin' for the afterparty to begin
I'm going down to la la land
I hope to see you soon in la la land
Something 'bout those little pills unreal
the thrills they yield until they kill a million braincells
Now, I need to go
who is gonna give me a ride to the aftershow?
me?
I hope that i have enough change
so I can make my brain rearrange
I'm going down to la la land
I hope to see you soon in la la land
Something 'bout those little pills unreal
the thrills they yield until they kill a million braincells
Oh, what have I done
what happened to the mornin'
I passed the time away
being high today
(Ugh, I got to find a way to fill the space in time)
Something 'bout those little pills unreal
the thrills they yield until they kill a million braincells
La la land that's were I need to be
La la land is the place that all sets me free
(has anybody seen my brain today? Hey?)

Green Velvet - La La Land

Two Brains--Trout Fishing in America

Been up since six-thirty, two days crowded into one,
Put away the dinner dishes, but my work still isn't done.
If I three arms I could do what I need to do.
There's too much going on to just get by with two.
Chorus: And I'll need two brains, if I'm gonna solve my problems,
I'll need two brains, if I'm ever gonna make it through.
If I had two brains then I guess I'll need two heads,
And they'll go very nicely with my three arms and five legs.
Two legs running, two legs dancing, but one firm on the ground,
To pick me up in case the other four should let me down.
Chorus:
Greeting cards from creditors,
Tell me something I don't know.
Calculate 'til I lose interest,
Then I just let them go.
If I have two heads then I guess I'll need four eyes,
And maybe a fifth in the back of one head, so I never get surprised.
And on both sides of both my heads are open wide,
Listening to the harmonies, two voices intertwined.

Do you come from a land down under?
Where women glow and men plunder?
Cant you hear, cant you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover.

Buying bread from a man in brussels
He was six foot four and full of muscles
I said, do you speak-a my language?
He just smiled and gave me a vegemite sandwich
And he said,

I come from a land down under
Where beer does flow and men chunder
Cant you hear, cant you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover.

Men At Work - Down Under

Glow Worm (Johnny Mercer or Mills Brothers, although the original, "Gluhwurmchen" was by Paul Lincke and  Lilla Cayley Robinson in 1902.)



Shine little glow-worm, glimmer, glimmer
Shine little glow-worm, glimmer, glimmer
Lead us lest too far we wander
Love's sweet voice is calling yonder
Shine little glow-worm, glimmer, glimmer
Hey, there don't get dimmer, dimmer
Light the path below, above
And lead us on to love!

Glow little glow-worm, fly of fire
Glow like an incandescent wire
Glow for the female of the species
Turn on the AC and the DC
This night could use a little brightnin'
Light up you little ol' bug of lightnin'
When you gotta glow, you gotta glow
Glow little glow-worm, glow

Glow little glow-worm, glow and glimmer
Swim through the sea of night, little swimmer
Thou aeronautical boll weevil
Illuminate yon woods primeval
See how the shadows deep and darken
You and your chick should get to sparkin'
I got a gal that I love so
Glow little glow-worm, glow

Glow little glow-worm, turn the key on
You are equipped with taillight neon
You got a cute vest-pocket Mazda*
Which you can make both slow and fazda*
I don't know who you took a shine to
Or who you're out to make a sign to
I got a gal that I love so
Glow little glow-worm, glow

(I think I bolded enough Glows.)

**Mazda* and "fazda* are pronounced as "mawstuh" and "fawstuh". "Mazda" is from Avestan, an ancient Iranian language in which the sacred books of Zoroastrianism were written. It translates as "Light." In the early 1900's there was a product known as a "G.E. Mazda lamp." More backstory: Adaptation of the 1908 song from the German operetta "Lysistrata" and the Broadway musical "The Girl Behind the Counter"

Explanations courtesy The Guitar Guy (dot com)

After a near miss on the plane
You swear you'll never fly again
After the first kiss when you make up
You swear you'll never break up again
And when you've just run a red light
Sit shaking under the street light
You swear to yourself you'll never drink and drive again
Sometimes I feel like going home
You swear you'll let things go by again.
Sometimes I miss the rain and the show
And you'll never toe the party line again
And when the east wind blows
Sometimes I feel like going home

   
Artist: Roger Waters
Album: Radio K.A.O.S. [1987]
Song: Four Minutes

Paranoid Android - Radiohead

Please could you stop the noise, I'm trying get some rest
From all the unborn chicken voices in my head
What's this...? (I may be paranoid, but not an android)
What's this...? (I may be paranoid, but not an android)

When I am king, you will be first against the wall
with your opinion which is of no consequence at all
What's this...? (I may be paranoid, but no android)
What's this...? (I may be paranoid, but no android)

Ambition makes you look pretty ugly
Kicking, squealing gucci little piggy
You don't remember
You don't remember
Why don't you remember my name?
Off with his head, man
Off with his head, man
Why don't you remember my name? I guess he does...

Rain down, rain down
Come on rain down on me
From a great height
From a great height... height...
Rain down, rain down
Come on rain down on me
From a great height
From a great height... height...
Rain down, rain down
Come on rain down on me

That's it sir
You're leaving
The crackle of pigskin
The dust and the screaming
The yuppies networking
The panic, the vomit
The panic, the vomit
God loves his children, God loves his children, yeah!

I need a man
To bring me love
To make me sing
I said I need a man
To make me feel
Like I'm a queen
I said to take me to the god heights
And kiss the devil on the mouth
I need a man
To make me moan
To make me bad
I need a man
To drive me slow
To drive me mad
I said to take me to the god heights
And kiss the devil on the mouth
To leave me, oh no no no no
I need a man
His heart is stone
His mother's bad
I need a man
His heart is stone
The deepest black
His heart is stone
His mother's bad
His heart is sick
The deepest black
M
A
N
I
A
C
I
Need

P.J. Harvey - Maniac

Love is an awkward rhyme
Spoken poorly all the time
You need that one perfect line
To have it all make sense
And yet it's hard to understand
You're doing everything you planned
To see a format or a plan
But you get lost in your own pretense

And hours seem like days
After confession and haze
And inambition strays
Along with the thoughts of consequence
In a fit of inspriation
And too much information
With no hestitation you get it off your chest

Here I am and there's always you
Here I am and there's always you
Here I am and there's always you
Stray

And things start to settle
Talk to me on the level
You're a victim and a rebel
No matter what you wear
You had your soliloquy
And now you feel guilty
All alone you look silly
Real moments are so unfair

Some days are meant to be
the sign from God
You finally see your crucifix
Starts to bleed you only got your way
And respect comes streaming in
But it's fickle as the wind
And your proud of all your sinning
Everything you've got to say
And no one sees through ya
And you don't care do ya
The feeling has imbued ya
To simply walk away
You wish and end, an evolution
And counter-revolution
You feel an absolution
And here you want to stay

Here I am and there's always you
Here I am and there's always you
Here I am and there's always you
Stray

- "Stray", the Trews

"My Confession"
Josh Groban

I have been blind, unwilling to see
The true love you're giving.
I have ignored every blessing.
I'm on my knees confessing

That I feel myself surrender
Each time I see your face.
I am staggered by your beauty,
Your unassuming grace.
And I feel my heart is turning,
Falling into place.
I can't hide
Now hear my confession.

I have been wrong about you.
Thought I was strong without you.
For so long nothing could move me.
For so long nothing could change me.
Now I feel myself surrender
Each time I see your face.
I am captured by your beauty,
Your unassuming grace.
And I feel my heart is turning,
Falling into place.
I can't hide
Now hear my confession

the cure - edge of a deep green sea

Every time i do this
i fall for her
wave after wave after wave
it's all for her
i know this can't be wrong i say
(and i'll lie to keep her happy)
as long as i know that you know
that today i belong
right here with you
right here with you...
and so we watch the sun come up
from the edge of the deep green sea
and she listens like her head's on fire
like she wants to believe in me
so i try
put your hands in the sky
surrender
remember
we'll be here forever
and we'll never say goodbye...
i've never been so
colourfully-see-through-head before
i've never been so
wonderfully-me-you-want-some-more
and all i want is to keep it like this
you and me alone
a secret kiss
and don't go home
don't go away
don't let this end
please stay
not just for today
never never never never never let me go she says
hole me like this for a hundred thousand million days
but suddenly she slows
and looks down at my breaking face
why do you cry? what did i say?
but it's just rain i smile
brushing my tears away...
i wish i could just stop
i know another moment will break my heart
too many tears
too many times
too many years i've cried over you
how much more can we use it up?
drink it dry?
take this drug?
looking for something forever gone
but something
we will always want?
why why why are you letting me go? she says
i feel you pulling back
i feel you changing shape...
and just as i'm breaking free
she hangs herself in front of me
slips her dress like a flag to the floor
and hands in the sky
surrenders it all...
i whish i could just stop
i know another moment will break my heart
too many tears
too many times
too many years i've cried for you
it's always the same
wake up in the rain
head in pain
hung in shame
a different name
same old game
love in vain
land miles and miles and miles and miles and miles
away from home again

Prime time of your life

Prime time of your life
Now
Live it
Prime time of your life
Now
Live it
The Prime time of your life
Do it
Now......... an
Live it......today
Prime time of your life

Do it
Now......... an
Live it......today
Prime time of your life

Daft Punk - The Prime Time of Your Life

Time Of Your Life
Green Day

Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go
So make the best of this test, and don't ask why
It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time

It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time
Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial
For what it's worth it was worth all the while

It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

The Cure - Disintegration

oh i miss the kiss of treachery
the shameless kiss of vanity
the soft and the black and the velvety
up tight against the side of me
and mouth and eyes and heart all bleed
and run in thickening streams of greed
as bit by bit it starts the need
to just let go
my party piece

oh i miss the kiss of treachery
the aching kiss before i feed
the stench of a love for a younger meat
and the sound that it makes
when it cuts in deep
the holding up on bended knees
the addiction of duplicities
as bit by bit it starts the need
to just let go
my party piece

but i never said i would stay to the end
so i leave you with babies and hoping for frequency
screaming like this in the hope of the secrecy
screaming me over and over and over
i leave you with photographs
pictures of trickery
stains on the carpet and
stains on the scenery
songs about happiness murmured in dreams
when we both us knew
how the ending would be...

so it's all come back round to breaking apart again
breaking apart like i'm made up of glass again
making it up behind my back again
holding my breath for the fear of sleep again
holding it up behind my head again
cut in deep to the heart of the bone again
round and round and round
and it's coming apart again
over and over and over

now that i know that i'm breaking to pieces
i'll pull out my heart
and i'll feed it to anyone
crying for sympathy
crocodiles cry for the love of the crowd
and the three cheers from everyone
dropping through sky
through the glass of the roof
through the roof of your mouth
through the mouth of your eye
through the eye of the needle
it's easier for me to get closer to heaven
than ever feel whole again

i never said i would stay to the end
i knew i would leave you with babies and everything
screaming like this in the hole of sincerity
screaming me over and over and over
i leave you with photographs
pictures of trickery
stains on the carpet and
stains on the memory
songs about happiness murmured in dreams
when we both of us knew
how the end always is

how the end always is...

Of all the money e'er I had, I spent it in good company;
And all the harm I've ever done, alas was done to none but me;
And all I've done for want of wit, to memory now I can't recall,
So fill me to the parting glass; goodnight and joy be with you all.

Of all the comrades e'er I had, they're sorry for my going away,
And all the sweethearts e'er I had , they wish me one more day to stay,
But since it falls unto my lot that I should rise and you should not,
I'll gently rise and softly call "goodnight and joy be with you all."

If I had money enough to spend and leisure time to sit awhile,
There is a fair maid in this town who sorely has my heart beguiled.
Her rosy cheeks and ruby lips, I own she has my heart in thrall,
So fill me to the parting glass; goodnight and joy be with you all.

- "The Parting Glass", Irish Traditional