11/30/09


Not What You Think It Is
from the album "Postcards and Daydreaming" by Dan Mangan.

you would think that keeping up would be easier.
livin’ large and livin’ strange,
you’ll bend yourself.
summertime, it always seems to come creeping up.
keep in mind, you want it to.
when you’re cold and you’re tired, hurt and you’re sad.
for all that you’ve given, for all that you’ve had.
it’s not what you think it is.
you would think that livin’ large and livin’ well
will wear ya down and wear ya thin and where ya goin?
don’t you know i’m grumpy
when the time is right,
when the time is on my side?
maybe you could fix me up,
i could do the same for you and maybe sometime soon,
we can spend some time alone to talk about the things we should talk about.
tell me ’bout the time when everything’s a mess,
tell me ’bout the time - I haven’t heard it yet,
tell me ’bout the time,
tell me ’bout the time,
tell me ’bout the time.
all you need is time.
when you’re cold and you’re tired.
when things just aren’t well.
frightened of strangers and scared of yourself.
it’s not what you think it is.
when you’re strung out,
when there’s hell to pay,
when you’re holding out for some better day,
when your feet are inspired,
when you need some fresh air.
with your fingers on fire, release it all there.
it’s not what you think it is.

Listen to Dan here.

11/27/09

T.V. on the Radio: Dancing Choose


Dancing Choose Lyrics

Video here.

he's a WHAT? he's a WHAT?
he's a newspaper man
and he gets his best ideas
from a newspaper stand;
from his boots to his pants
to his comments and his rants
he knows that any little article will do!

though he expresses some confusion
'bout his part in the plan,
and he can't understand
that he's not in command;
the decisions underwritten
by the cash in his hand
bought a sweater for
his weimariner, too.

now i'm no mad man,
but that's insanity...
feast before famine,
and more before family
goes and shows up with
more bowls and more
cups and the riot for the
last hot meal erupts
corrupts his hard drive
through the leanest months
shells out the hard cash
for the sickest stunts;
on aftershave, on gasoline
he flips the page and turns
the scene.

in my mind i'm drowning butterflies
broken dreams and alibi's;
that's fine.
i've seen my palette blown
to monochrome-
hollow heart
clicks hollowtone,
it's time.
eye on authority,
thumb prints a forgery
boy, ain't it crazy what the
lights can do
for counterfeit community;
every opportunity
wasted as the space
between the flash tattoo,

and the half-hearted hologram,
posed for the party
now he gloss full bleed
on a deaf dumb tree
cod liver dollar signs,
credit card autograph
down for the record
but not for freedom.

angry young mannequin
american, apparently
still to the rhythm
better get to the back of me
can't stand the vision,
better tongue the anatomy
gold plated overhead,
blank transparency
in the days of old,
you were a nut
now you need three bumps
before you cut
not that i should care about,
nothing i ain't scared of, but
i guess you had
to
be
there.

in my mind i'm breeding butterflies,
broken dreams, and alibis
that's fine.
i've seen my palette
blown to monochrome
hollow heart
clicks hollowtone
in time.

i see you figured in your action pose
foam-injected axl rose,
life size
should something shake you
and you drop the news,
lord, just keep your dancing shoes
off mine....

11/26/09

T.V. on the Radio: Family Tree


Beautiful song by T.V. on the Radio... Listen here.

The album is Dear Science. Listen to it here.

Anda my love
Wake up to your window
The day calls in billows
It's echoing moonlight onto the blue nightmare of your heart.
In cosy red rainbow.
It's shaking off halos.
And the memory of our sacred so and so...

Oh take my hand sweet,
Complete your release, unbury your feet.
And married we'll be.
Alone in receiving ours is a feeling not that they would see.
They don't know that we could be.
Down where your cradle escaped the sea.
And your raven haired Mama caught told you so's.

Were hanging in the shadow of your family tree.
Your haunted heart and me.
Brought down by an old idea whose time has come.
And in the shadow of the gallows of your family tree,
There's a hundred hearts or three.
Pumping blood to the roots of evil to keep them young.

Ah me all mine.
Is it safe to say that we've waited patiently.
Call me on time.
And recall the tune that has place us gracefully.
All into line.
There's the garden grave and a place they've saved for you.
I'll fall by your side.
Though your silver haired Mama throws told you so's...

Were laying in the shadow of your family tree.
Your haunted heart and me.
Brought down by an old idea whose time has come.
And in the shadow of the gallows of your family tree.
There's a hundred hearts or three.
Pumping blood to the roots of evil to keep it young.

And now we'll gather in the shadow of your family tree...
In haunted harmony.
Brought down by an old idea whose time has come.
And in the shadow of the valley of your family tree.
There's a hundred hearts or three,
Pumping blood to the roots of evil to keep us young...

Lyric Source: SongMeanings.

11/25/09

Lisa Hannigan: I don't know....


One of my favorite songs and videos from Lisa Hannigan: Watch here.
I saw her at SXSW '09. She is heavenly. What a voice!

I don't know what you smoke or what countries you've been to
if you speak any other languages other than your own
but I'd like to meet you

I don't know if you drive
if you love the ground beneath you
I don't know if you write letters
or panic on the phone still
I'd like to call you all the same,
if you want to, I am game.

I don't know if you can swim or if the sea has any draw for you
if you're better in the morning or when the sun goes down
I'd like to talk to you
I don't know if you can dance if the thought ever occurred to you
if you eat what you've been given or push it round your plate
still I'd like to cook for you all the same,
I would want to, I am game,

If you walk my way and I could keep my head
we could creep away in the dark or maybe not,
we could shoot it down anyway.

I don't know if you read novels or the magazines
if you love the hand that feeds you
I assume that your heart's been bruised
I know I'd like to know you
you don't know if I can draw at all
or what records I am into
if I sleep like a spoon
or rarely at all
or maybe you would do? maybe you would do

if I walk your way I will keep my head
we will feel our way through the dark
though I don't know you I think that I would do
I don't fall easy at all.

Lyrics courtesy of LyricsMania.

Image Source: Google Images.

11/18/09

The Eels: Little Bird


I love this song!

Watch here...

"Right now you're the only friend I have in the world...
and I can't take that much.
Goddamn, I miss that girl...."

And I can't find the rest of the lyrics, yet.

11/16/09

Happy 40th Birthday, Sesame Street!


As we celebrate the 40th anniversary of Sesame Street, I'd like to showcase some Sesame Street songs here.

Here's Shari Lewis, Lambchop and Big Bird singing "You're Perfect as You Are."

"For goodness sake, don't change a thing, you're perfect as a pig..." Exactly!

11/12/09

Teddy Thompson: I Should Get Up

Teddy Thompson, Richard Thompson's talented son performs "I Should Get Up."

Lyrics to I Should Get Up:
Depression looms
I’m such a miserable fool
I stay in bed
I don’t wanna got to school
But I see the sun is beating down
No excuses from the clouds

I should get up
I should get out

I’m sure there’s something
I can’t do without
I should get up

I should get up
I should get up
I’ve heard it said
that life will pass you by

Live underground pretty soon that’s where you lie
But I feel so warm in my room
I’m safe and sound inside my tomb
I should get upI should get out
I’m sure there’s something
I can’t do without

I should get up
I should get up
I should get up

The world goes on without me
I know it
I know it
No one misses the quiet kid.

And there are thingsI may have missed
But living ignorance is bliss
I’m so wrapped up in myself

I got no time for
Everyone else
I should get up
I should get out
I’m sure there’s something
I can’t do without
I should get up

I should get up
I should get up
I should go out

I’m sure there’s something
I can’t do without
I should get up
I should get up
I should get up

[ I Should Get Up Lyrics on http://www.lyricsmania.com/ ]