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Well well well, what have I been up to today? a whole lot of nothing, apart from 2.75 tons of homework.
I know you're all saying to yourselves, "My, that's boring as hell. I don't care. What I do want to know--what has Corey been listening to today?"
well, friends, look no further. I present to you--The List of Awesomeness--Music to Pretend to do Homework by.
*note--that above paragraph makes me sound like an arrogant asshole. please take the above paragraph as humor*
this one I'm posting outside of the cut because I love the lyrics.
Semannetics--Reed Indeed (Damn, guys! why must you make these songs so catchy?)
Words lose their meaning
just as they protrude
when these lips fail
you'll know these hands are true
onward timewise
and I know we'll be too
(chorus)
there is this girl, who when she laughs
the sun shines brighter
she is the one who smiles and makes
the day feels lighter
and when she speaks
she sings a song
and I want it to
well I hope it does go on
Onward in time
we'll see what words can do
summer hands lie
but will these lips be true
how can I say
what will the last line be
(chorus)
Ana Ng--They Might Be Giants
Make a hole with a gun perpendicular
To the name of this town in a desk-top globe
Exit wound in a foreign nation
Showing the home of the one this was written for
My apartment looks upside down from there
Water spirals the wrong way out the sink
And her voice is a backwards record
It's like a whirlpool and it never ends
Ana Ng and I are getting old
And we still haven't walked in the glow of each other's majestic presence
Listen Ana hear my words
They're the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you
All alone at the '64 World's Fair
Eighty dolls yelling "Small girl after all"
Who was at the DuPont Pavilion?
Why was the bench still warm? Who had been there?
Or the time when the storm tangled up the wire
To the horn on the pole at the bus depot
And in the back of the edge of hearing
These are the words the voice was repeating:
Ana Ng and I are getting old
And we still haven't walked in the glow of each other's majestic presence
Listen Ana hear my words
They're the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you
When I was driving once I saw this painted on a bridge:
"I don't want the world, I just want your half"
They don't need me here, and I know you're there (don't need me)
Where the world goes by like the humid air (world goes by)
And it sticks like a broken record
Everything sticks like a broken record
Everything sticks until it goes away (it goes home)
And the truth is, we don't know anything (don't know)
Ana Ng and I are getting old
And we still haven't walked in the glow of each other's majestic presence
Listen Ana hear my words
They're the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you
Ana Ng and I are getting old
And we still haven't walked in the glow of each other's majestic presence
Listen Ana hear my words
They're the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you
Ana Ng and I are getting old
And we still haven't walked in the glow of each other's majestic presence
Listen Ana hear my words
They're the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you
Yeh Yeh--They Might Be Giants
Now every evening, when all my day’s work is through
I call my baby and ask her what we could do
I mention movies-she doesn’t seem to dig that
And then she asks me why don’t I come to her flat
And have some supper and let the evening pass by
By playing records, with sounds of groovy hi-fi
I say yeh yeh, that’s what I say, I say yeh yeh
My baby loves me, she gets me feelin so fine
And when she loves me, she lets me know that she’s mine
And when she kisses, I feel the fire get hot
She never misses, she gives it all that she’s got
And when she asks me if everything is ok
I give the answer, the only thing I could say
I say yeh yeh, that’s what I say, I say yeh yeh
We’ll play a melody and turn the lights down low so that none can see
We gotta do that, we gotta do that
We gotta do that, we gotta do that
And there’d be no one else alive in all the world except for you and me
Yeh yeh yeh yeh
Yeh yeh yeh yeh
And pretty baby, I never knew such a thrill
It’s hard to tell you, because I’m trembling still
No need to ask me if everything is ok
I’ve got my answer, the only thing I can say
I say yeh yeh, that’s what I say, I say yeh yeh
(Open your minds-to electric guitars-open your minds)
We’ll play a melody and turn the lights down low so none can see
We gotta do that, we gotta do that
We gotta do that, we gotta do that
And there’d be no one else alive in all the world except you and me
Yeh yeh yeh yeh
Yeh yeh yeh yeh
And pretty baby, I never knew such a thrill
It’s hard to tell you, because I’m trembling still
But pretty baby, I want you all for my own
I think I’m ready to leave these others alone
No need to ask me if everything is ok
I’ve got my answer, the only thing I can say
I say yeh yeh, that’s what I say, I say yeh yeh
I say yeh yeh, that’s what I say, I say yeh yeh
Jackie Dressed in Cobras--The New Pornographers
look we've seen this kind of thing before.
jackie threads with cobras at the door,
dont live your life inside a letter,
flirts with glances, you feel sick, you've had your chances, yes you've had 'em (echo)
on a chain, devouring the life, theres a kid going insane over her man, insane over her man, insane over her.
look we've seen this kind of thing before,
vulcans hanging from the entrance door, and if he hollers let him out because hes gonna shout, sees something in the way she moves that shouldnt be allowed.
wrapped on the jungle floor, jackie's dressed in cobras, giving me ideas, what i really need now is ideas.
look we've seen this kind of thing before.
vampires drawn across the ballroom floor
the snake has blood thats squeezed for dancing, you felt sick you've had your chances, yes you've had 'em (echoes)
on a chain devouring the light
theres a kid going insane over her man, insane over her man, insane over her.
on a chain devouring the light
theres a kid going insane over her man, insane over her man, insane over her.
on a chain devouring the light
theres a kid going insane over her man, insane over her man, insane over her.
wrapped on the jungle floor, jackie's dressed in cobras
wrapped on the jungle floor, jackie's dressed in cobras
wrapped on the jungle floor, jackie's dressed in cobras
Sing Me Spanish Techno--The New Pornographers
Don't you know
after picking the glass off the ground
Don't you know
after shaking the thing for a sound
Do we see what the clock makes you do
But I won't let this happen to you
In a town
where I lost every shirt on the fence
Don't you know
I am bleeding a trail through the lens
When I see what I now know is you
I was caught in the eye as you came
Pulled by my name
I'm fallin' through
Traveling at godspeed
over the hills and trails
I have refused my call
pushin' my lazy sails
Into the blue flame
I want to crash here right now
The hourglass spills its sand
if only to punish you
for listenin' too long
to one song
listenin' too long
to one song
Sing me Spanish techno
listenin' too long
to one song
listenin' too long
to one song
Sing me Spanish techno
Don't you know
after wiring the thing to explode
Wired for sound
wide awake here for days in a row
Now we see what the engine can do
And I won't let this happen to you
I won't let this happen to you
CHORUS
Love, Reign O'er Me--The Who
Only love
Can make it rain
The way the beach is kissed by the sea.
Only love
Can make it rain
Like the sweat of lovers’
Laying in the fields.
Love, reign o’er me.
Love, reign o’er me, rain on me.
Only love
Can bring the rain
That makes you yearn to the sky.
Only love
Can bring the rain
That falls like tears from on high.
Love reign o’er me.
On the dry and dusty road
The nights we spend apart alone
I need to get back home to cool cool rain.
The nights are hot and black as ink
I can’t sleep and I lay and I think
Oh god, I need a drink of cool cool rain.
Some Postman (Is Grooving)--The Presidents of the United States of America
It's 6 AM and the sun is getting high
He picks up the mail from the slot
He feels the rush of excitement as he holds it in his hand
Another love note no one got
Some postman is grooving to all our love letters
Some postman is gonna cry
Some postman is grooving to all our love letters
Some postman is gonna cry
Gonna cry
Gonna cry
It's noon now and all the mailboxes have been emptied
And all the letters are inside
He counts them, he checks them, he looks for clues and finds
The ones with hearts on the outside
Some postman is grooving to all our love letters
Some postman is gonna cry
Some postman is grooving to all out love letters
Some postman is gonna cry
Gonna cry
Gonna cry
Gonna cry yeah yeah
Nineteen ninety threeeeee
ooh ooh ooh ooh
ooh ooh ooh ooh
Holding onto a package meant for a distant lover
Thought it would be there overnight
She waits and she cries and she thinks he does not love her
The postman holds on oh so tight
Some postman is grooving to all our love letters
Some postman is gonna cry
Some postman is grooving to all our love letters
Some postman is gonna cry
Gonna cry yeah
You (you)
Crushed (crushed)
Paper hearts
Stole (stole)
And sold (sold)
And ripped apart
Your promise was sent but you never delivered to me
Some postman you turned out to be
I know you're all saying to yourselves, "My, that's boring as hell. I don't care. What I do want to know--what has Corey been listening to today?"
well, friends, look no further. I present to you--The List of Awesomeness--Music to Pretend to do Homework by.
*note--that above paragraph makes me sound like an arrogant asshole. please take the above paragraph as humor*
this one I'm posting outside of the cut because I love the lyrics.
Semannetics--Reed Indeed (Damn, guys! why must you make these songs so catchy?)
Words lose their meaning
just as they protrude
when these lips fail
you'll know these hands are true
onward timewise
and I know we'll be too
(chorus)
there is this girl, who when she laughs
the sun shines brighter
she is the one who smiles and makes
the day feels lighter
and when she speaks
she sings a song
and I want it to
well I hope it does go on
Onward in time
we'll see what words can do
summer hands lie
but will these lips be true
how can I say
what will the last line be
(chorus)
Ana Ng--They Might Be Giants
Make a hole with a gun perpendicular
To the name of this town in a desk-top globe
Exit wound in a foreign nation
Showing the home of the one this was written for
My apartment looks upside down from there
Water spirals the wrong way out the sink
And her voice is a backwards record
It's like a whirlpool and it never ends
Ana Ng and I are getting old
And we still haven't walked in the glow of each other's majestic presence
Listen Ana hear my words
They're the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you
All alone at the '64 World's Fair
Eighty dolls yelling "Small girl after all"
Who was at the DuPont Pavilion?
Why was the bench still warm? Who had been there?
Or the time when the storm tangled up the wire
To the horn on the pole at the bus depot
And in the back of the edge of hearing
These are the words the voice was repeating:
Ana Ng and I are getting old
And we still haven't walked in the glow of each other's majestic presence
Listen Ana hear my words
They're the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you
When I was driving once I saw this painted on a bridge:
"I don't want the world, I just want your half"
They don't need me here, and I know you're there (don't need me)
Where the world goes by like the humid air (world goes by)
And it sticks like a broken record
Everything sticks like a broken record
Everything sticks until it goes away (it goes home)
And the truth is, we don't know anything (don't know)
Ana Ng and I are getting old
And we still haven't walked in the glow of each other's majestic presence
Listen Ana hear my words
They're the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you
Ana Ng and I are getting old
And we still haven't walked in the glow of each other's majestic presence
Listen Ana hear my words
They're the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you
Ana Ng and I are getting old
And we still haven't walked in the glow of each other's majestic presence
Listen Ana hear my words
They're the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you
Yeh Yeh--They Might Be Giants
Now every evening, when all my day’s work is through
I call my baby and ask her what we could do
I mention movies-she doesn’t seem to dig that
And then she asks me why don’t I come to her flat
And have some supper and let the evening pass by
By playing records, with sounds of groovy hi-fi
I say yeh yeh, that’s what I say, I say yeh yeh
My baby loves me, she gets me feelin so fine
And when she loves me, she lets me know that she’s mine
And when she kisses, I feel the fire get hot
She never misses, she gives it all that she’s got
And when she asks me if everything is ok
I give the answer, the only thing I could say
I say yeh yeh, that’s what I say, I say yeh yeh
We’ll play a melody and turn the lights down low so that none can see
We gotta do that, we gotta do that
We gotta do that, we gotta do that
And there’d be no one else alive in all the world except for you and me
Yeh yeh yeh yeh
Yeh yeh yeh yeh
And pretty baby, I never knew such a thrill
It’s hard to tell you, because I’m trembling still
No need to ask me if everything is ok
I’ve got my answer, the only thing I can say
I say yeh yeh, that’s what I say, I say yeh yeh
(Open your minds-to electric guitars-open your minds)
We’ll play a melody and turn the lights down low so none can see
We gotta do that, we gotta do that
We gotta do that, we gotta do that
And there’d be no one else alive in all the world except you and me
Yeh yeh yeh yeh
Yeh yeh yeh yeh
And pretty baby, I never knew such a thrill
It’s hard to tell you, because I’m trembling still
But pretty baby, I want you all for my own
I think I’m ready to leave these others alone
No need to ask me if everything is ok
I’ve got my answer, the only thing I can say
I say yeh yeh, that’s what I say, I say yeh yeh
I say yeh yeh, that’s what I say, I say yeh yeh
Jackie Dressed in Cobras--The New Pornographers
look we've seen this kind of thing before.
jackie threads with cobras at the door,
dont live your life inside a letter,
flirts with glances, you feel sick, you've had your chances, yes you've had 'em (echo)
on a chain, devouring the life, theres a kid going insane over her man, insane over her man, insane over her.
look we've seen this kind of thing before,
vulcans hanging from the entrance door, and if he hollers let him out because hes gonna shout, sees something in the way she moves that shouldnt be allowed.
wrapped on the jungle floor, jackie's dressed in cobras, giving me ideas, what i really need now is ideas.
look we've seen this kind of thing before.
vampires drawn across the ballroom floor
the snake has blood thats squeezed for dancing, you felt sick you've had your chances, yes you've had 'em (echoes)
on a chain devouring the light
theres a kid going insane over her man, insane over her man, insane over her.
on a chain devouring the light
theres a kid going insane over her man, insane over her man, insane over her.
on a chain devouring the light
theres a kid going insane over her man, insane over her man, insane over her.
wrapped on the jungle floor, jackie's dressed in cobras
wrapped on the jungle floor, jackie's dressed in cobras
wrapped on the jungle floor, jackie's dressed in cobras
Sing Me Spanish Techno--The New Pornographers
Don't you know
after picking the glass off the ground
Don't you know
after shaking the thing for a sound
Do we see what the clock makes you do
But I won't let this happen to you
In a town
where I lost every shirt on the fence
Don't you know
I am bleeding a trail through the lens
When I see what I now know is you
I was caught in the eye as you came
Pulled by my name
I'm fallin' through
Traveling at godspeed
over the hills and trails
I have refused my call
pushin' my lazy sails
Into the blue flame
I want to crash here right now
The hourglass spills its sand
if only to punish you
for listenin' too long
to one song
listenin' too long
to one song
Sing me Spanish techno
listenin' too long
to one song
listenin' too long
to one song
Sing me Spanish techno
Don't you know
after wiring the thing to explode
Wired for sound
wide awake here for days in a row
Now we see what the engine can do
And I won't let this happen to you
I won't let this happen to you
CHORUS
Love, Reign O'er Me--The Who
Only love
Can make it rain
The way the beach is kissed by the sea.
Only love
Can make it rain
Like the sweat of lovers’
Laying in the fields.
Love, reign o’er me.
Love, reign o’er me, rain on me.
Only love
Can bring the rain
That makes you yearn to the sky.
Only love
Can bring the rain
That falls like tears from on high.
Love reign o’er me.
On the dry and dusty road
The nights we spend apart alone
I need to get back home to cool cool rain.
The nights are hot and black as ink
I can’t sleep and I lay and I think
Oh god, I need a drink of cool cool rain.
Some Postman (Is Grooving)--The Presidents of the United States of America
It's 6 AM and the sun is getting high
He picks up the mail from the slot
He feels the rush of excitement as he holds it in his hand
Another love note no one got
Some postman is grooving to all our love letters
Some postman is gonna cry
Some postman is grooving to all our love letters
Some postman is gonna cry
Gonna cry
Gonna cry
It's noon now and all the mailboxes have been emptied
And all the letters are inside
He counts them, he checks them, he looks for clues and finds
The ones with hearts on the outside
Some postman is grooving to all our love letters
Some postman is gonna cry
Some postman is grooving to all out love letters
Some postman is gonna cry
Gonna cry
Gonna cry
Gonna cry yeah yeah
Nineteen ninety threeeeee
ooh ooh ooh ooh
ooh ooh ooh ooh
Holding onto a package meant for a distant lover
Thought it would be there overnight
She waits and she cries and she thinks he does not love her
The postman holds on oh so tight
Some postman is grooving to all our love letters
Some postman is gonna cry
Some postman is grooving to all our love letters
Some postman is gonna cry
Gonna cry yeah
You (you)
Crushed (crushed)
Paper hearts
Stole (stole)
And sold (sold)
And ripped apart
Your promise was sent but you never delivered to me
Some postman you turned out to be