Another music post for you!

[kleenexwoman]

A while ago, I asked y'all to contribute words or phrases for me to find no more than five songs to. This is still open, because I like sharing music that I love with people. Feel free to download these, even if you weren't the one who asked for them.
Note: All songs are stored on YouSendIt, so the links will expire in seven days,

tophet_perish's requests were:

A Modest Proposal

"Eat the Rich," Aerosmith
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Just as Jonathan Swift's satirical essay suggests eating Irish babies as a way to keep down the population, this song suggests eating rich people in order to keep down the population.

Well I woke up this morning
On the wrong side of the bed
And how I got to thinkin'
About all those things you said
About ordinary people
And how they make you sick
And if callin names kicks back on you
Then I hope this does the trick

'Cause I'm sick of your complainin'
About how many bills
And I'm sick of all your bitchin'
'Bout your poodles and your pills
And I just can't see no humor
About your way of life
And I think I can do more for you
With this here fork and knife

Eat the Rich: there's only one thing that they're good for
Eat the Rich: take one bite now - come back for more
Eat the Rich: I gotta get this off my chest
Eat the Rich: take one bite now, spit out the rest

So I called up my head shrinker
And told him what I done
He said you best go on a diet
Yeah I hope you have some fun
And a don't go burst a bubble
On rich folk who get rude
'Cause you won't get in no trouble
When you eats that kind of food
Now they're smoking up their junk bonds
And then they go get stiff
And they're dancing at the yacht club
With Muff and Uncle Biff

But there's one good thing that happens
When you toss your pearls to swine
Their attitudes may taste like shit
But go real good with wine

Believe in all the good things
That money just can't buy
Then you won't get no bellyache
From eatin' humble pie
I believe in rags to riches
Your inheritance won't last
So take your Grey Poupon my friend
And shove it up your ass!

Eat the Rich: there's only one thing that they're good for
Eat the Rich: take one bite now - come back for more
Eat the Rich: don't stop me now I'm goin' crazy
Eat the Rich: that's my idea of a good time baby

*burp*


"Kill the Poor," the Dead Kennedys
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On the flip side of the economic equation, of course. I believe that Dick Cheney has a copy of these lyrics marked "Instructions in case of proletariat uprising."

Efficiency and progress is ours once more
Now that we have the neutron bomb
It’s nice and quick and clean and gets things done
Away with excess enemy
But no less value to property
No sense in war but perfect sense at home

The sun beams down on a brand new day
No more welfare tax to pay
Unsightly slums gone up in flashing light
Jobless millions whisked away
At last we have more room to play
All systems go to kill the poor tonight

Gonna
Kill kill kill kill kill the poor tonight

Behold the sparkle of champagne
The crime rate’s gone, feel free again
Oh life’s a dream with you, Miss Lily White
Jane fonda on the screen today
Convinced the liberals it’s okay
So let’s get dressed and dance away the night

While they
Kill kill kill kill kill the poor tonight


"In Bloom," Nirvana
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Let's take the vitriol down a notch with some Nirvana. As far as I can tell, this song is more about horny adolescents latching onto Kurt's songs without really understanding them, but it does include the line "Sell the kids for food."

Sell the kids for food
-- weather changes moods
Spring is here again
-- reproductive glands

Hey - He's the one
Who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he knows not what it means
Don't know what it means, when I say:

He's the one
Who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he knows not what it means
Knows not what it means when I say aahh ...

We can have some more -- nature is a whore
Bruises on the fruit -- tender age in bloom

Hey - He's the one
Who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he knows not what it means
Don't know what it means, when I say:

He's the one
Who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he knows not what it means
Knows not what it means when I say aahh ...

He's the one
Who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he knows not what it means
Knows not what it mean's when I say:

He's the one
Who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he knows not what it means

Knows not what it means (x2)
Knows not what it means when I say aahh ...


"Boiled Babies," Slayer
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Now for some ear-bleeding instrumental thrashcore! I can't find the lyrics for it anywhere, but that doesn't really matter because it's impossible to understand them anyway.

"I Kill Children," the Dead Kennedys
Download "I Kill Children"
Is this a gross-out satire on the dangerous, violent environment in which American children are raised, or is Jell-O Biafra just a sick fuck who likes to stir up trouble? It's your call.

God told me to skin you alive...

I kill children
I love to see them die
I kill children
And make their mamas cry
Crush 'em under my car
I wanna hear them scream
Feed 'em poison candy
To spoil their Halloween
So you're in the kids' ward
You're in there cos you're ill
How about some Pavulon
So I can see you chill
Time to hit the school bus
I think I'll shoot the tires
Offer them a helping hand
Of open telephone wires
Ever wanted to die?
Of course you have
But I won't till I get my revenge
I don't wanna see people any more
Things I never ever saw before
Make me see them for the shit they are
Take as many as I can away with me
Anyone can be king for a day

So I kill children
I love to see them die
I kill children And make their mamas cry
I bang their heads in doors

I kill children
Can hardly wait for yours...


Greek Tragedy

"Hercules," Elton John
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When I was a wee child listening to my Dad's LPs, I would imagine that this song was about a scrawny Greek philosopher whose Amazon girlfriend had been stolen away by the eponymous brawny hero. Imagine my surprise when I discovered that it was actually about a rhinocerous.

Ooh I got a busted wing and a hornet sting
Like an out of tune guitar
Ooh she got Hercules on her side
And Diana in her eyes

Some men like the Chinese life
Some men kneel and pray
Ooh well I like women and I like wine
And I've always liked it that way
Always liked it that way

I can't dig it, the way she tease
That old tough man routine up her sleeve
Living and loving, kissing and hugging
Living and loving with a cat named Hercules
A cat named Hercules

Oh and it hurts like hell to see my gal
Messing with a muscle boy
No superman gonna ruin my plans
Playing with my toys

Rich man sweating in a sauna bath
Poor boy scrubbing in a tub
Me, I stay gritty up to my ears
Washing in a bucket of mud
Washing in a bucket of mud


"River Man," Nick Drake
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I couldn't swear to it, but I'm pretty sure this song is about Demeter begging Zeus to fetch her daughter Persephone back from Hades; the "river man" of the song is Charon. Or it could just be Nick wanting to raft down a river away from civilization, take your pick.

Betty came by on her way
Said she had a word to say
About things today
And fallen leaves.

Said she hadn't heard the news
Hadn't had the time to choose
A way to lose
But she believes.

Going to see the river man
Going to tell him all I can
About the plan
For lilac time.

If he tells me all he knows
About the way his river flows
And all night shows
In summertime.

Betty said she prayed today
For the sky to blow away
Or maybe stay
She wasn't sure.

For when she thought of summer rain
Calling for her mind again
She lost the pain
And stayed for more.

Going to see the river man
Going to tell him all I can
About the ban
On feeling free.

If he tells me all he knows
About the way his river flows
I don't suppose
It's meant for me.

Oh, how they come and go
Oh, how they come and go.


"Home At Last," Steely Dan
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Technically, of course, the story of Odysseus is not a tragedy. It is an epic. This songs speaks of an Odysseus who never got home, whose "home at last" was the sea and its many islands, the song of the sirens and the perfumed embrace of witches.

I know this super highway
This bright familiar sun
I guess that I'm the lucky one
Who wrote that tired sea song
Set on this peaceful shore
You think you've heard this one before

Well the danger on the rocks is surely past
Still I remain tied to the mast
Could it be that I have found my home at last
Home at last

She serves the smooth retsina
She keeps me safe and warm
It's just the calm before the storm
Call in my reservation
So long hey thanks my friend
I guess I'll try my luck again

Well the danger on the rocks is surely past
Still I remain tied to the mast
Could it be that I have found my home at last
Home at last


"Rocky Raccoon," the Beatles
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Greek? Not technically. But it certainly contains some elements of Greek tragedy. Young Rocky must avenge his honor and get his woman back, but his hubris is his undoing--he can't beat Daniel. Or something. Actually, this reminds me more of "Dead Man" than anything else.

Now somewhere in the black mountain hills of Dakota
There lived a young boy named Rocky Raccoon
And one day his woman ran off with another guy
Hit young Rocky in the eye Rocky didn't like that
He said I'm gonna get that boy
So one day he walked into town
Booked himself a room in the local saloon.

Rocky Raccoon checked into his room
Only to find Gideon's bible
Rocky had come equipped with a gun
To shoot off the legs of his rival
His rival it seems had broken his dreams
By stealing the girl of his fancy.
Her name was Magil and she called herself Lil
But everyone knew her as Nancy.
Now she and her man who called himself Dan
Were in the next room at the hoe down
Rocky burst in and grinning a grin
He said Danny boy this is a showdown
But Daniel was hot-he drew fast and shot
And Rocky collapsed in the corner.

Now the doctor came in stinking of gin
And proceeded to lie on the table
He said Rocky you met your match
And Rocky said, Doc it's only a scratch
And I'll be better I'll be better doc as soon as I am able.

Now Rocky Raccoon he fell back in his room
Only to find Gideon's bible
Gideon checked out and he left it no doubt
To help with good Rocky's revival.


"Gallows Pole," Led Zeppelin
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We've just finished "The Eumenides" in Ancient Lit, so I think I can blather on about this one. The hangman in this case represents the Eumenides, or the Furies, who wrought vengeance on wrongdoers and could not be persuaded to leave their duties by silver or gold. Human sacrifice worked admirably, though, as did the soothing reason of Athena. But there's no Athena in this song, and so the poor narrator dies.

Hangman, hangman, hold it a little while,
Think I see my friends coming, Riding a many mile.

Friends, did you get some silver?
Did you get a little gold?
What did you bring me, my dear friends, to keep me from the Gallows Pole?
What did you bring me to keep me from the Gallows Pole?

I couldn't get no silver, I couldn't get no gold,
You know that we're too damn poor to keep you from the Gallows Pole.

Hangman, hangman, hold it a little while,
I think I see my brother coming, riding a many mile.
Brother, did you get me some silver?
Did you get a little gold?
What did you bring me, my brother, to keep me from the Gallows Pole?

Brother, I brought you some silver,
I brought a little gold, I brought a little of everything
To keep you from the Gallows Pole.
Yes, I brought you to keep you from the Gallows Pole.

Hangman, hangman, turn your head awhile,
I think I see my sister coming, riding a many mile, mile, mile.
Sister, I implore you, take him by the hand,
Take him to some shady bower, save me from the wrath of this man,
Please take him, save me from the wrath of this man, man.

Hangman, hangman, upon your face a smile,
Pray tell me that I'm free to ride,
Ride for many mile, mile, mile.

Oh, yes, you got a fine sister, She warmed my blood from cold,
Brought my blood to boiling hot To keep you from the Gallows Pole,
Your brother brought me silver, Your sister warmed my soul,
But now I laugh and pull so hard And see you swinging on the Gallows Pole

Swingin' on the gallows pole! See-saw, marjorey daw...


Dia de Lost Muertos

"No One Lives Forever," Oingo Boingo
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No matter where you run, no matter where you try and hide, you know who's gonna catch you, just like he's gonna catch me...The last word in living for today.

You worry too much, you'll make yourself sad
You can't change fate. Don't feel so bad
Enjoy it while you can--it's just like the weather
So quit complaining brother, no one lives forever!!

Let's have a party, there's a full moon in the sky
It's the hour of the wolf and I don't want to die

I'm so happy dancing while the grim reaper
Cuts, cuts, cuts, but he can't get me
I'm as clever as can be, and I'm very quick, but don't forget
we've only got so many tricks
No one lives forever!

You think you got it rough? What about your darling doggy?
Ten short years, and he's getting old and groggy
I don't think it's very fair
Cold, chop, low
But it's all relative, my friend
No one lives forever!

Let's have a party, there's a full moon in the sky
It's the hour of the wolf and I don't want to die

No one beats death at his game
For very long but just the same
Who cares, there's no place safe to hide
Nowhere to run--no time to cry
So celebrate while you still can
'Cause any second it may end.
And when it's all been said and done
Better that you had some fun
Instead of hiding in a shell
Why make your life a living hell?
So have a toast, and down the cup
And drink to bones that turn to dust
'Cause no one, no one, no one, no one
No one lives forever!


"You'll Have Time," William Shatner
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BJ played this for me. GENIUS. William Shatner put out a CD called "Has Been" in which he sang duets with luminaries like Ben Folds and Henry Rollins (the one with Rollins, which is called "I Can't Get Behind That," is the most genius thing of all time.)

Live life
Live life like you're gonna die
Because you're gonna
I hate to be the bearer of bad news
But you're gonna die

Maybe not today or even next year
But before you know it you'll be saying
"Is this all there was?
What was all the fuss?
Why did I bother?"

Now, maybe you won't suffer maybe it's quick
But you'll have time to think
Why did I waste it?
Why didn't I taste it?
You'll have time
Because you're gonna die.

Yes it's gonna happen because it's happened to a lot of people I know
My mother, my father, my loves
The president, the kings and the pope
They all had hope

And they muttered just before they went
Maybe, I won't let go
Live life like you're gonna die
Because you are

Maybe you won't suffer maybe it's quick
But you'll have time to think
Why did I waste it?
Why didn't I taste it?
You'll have time
'Cause you're gonna die

I tell you who else left us
Passed on down to heaven no longer with us
Johnny Cash, JFK, that guy in the Stones
Lou Gehrig, Einstein, and Joey Ramone
Have I convinced you?
Do you read my lips?
This may come as news but it's time
You're gonna die
You're gonna die

By the time you hear this I may well be dead
And you my friend might be next
'Cause we're all gonna die

Yeah, oh maybe you won't suffer and maybe it's quick
But you'll have time to think
Why did I waste it?
Why didn't I taste it?
You'll have time
You'll have time cause you're gonna die
Yes, you're gonna die
You're gonna die, I tell you
You're gonna die
You are gonna die

'Cause maybe you won't suffer maybe it's quick
But you have time to think
Why did I waste it?
Why didn't I taste it?
You'll have time 'cause you're gonna die

Live Life
Life life like you're gonna die
Because you're going to
Oh yes
I hate to be the beater of bad news
But you're gonna die

Maybe not today or even next year
But before you know it you'll be saying
"Is this all there was?
What was all the fuss?
Why did I bother?
Why did I waste it?
Why didn't I taste it?"
You'll have time, baby
You'll have time
'Cause you're gonna die
You are gonna die
Oh yeah.


"Dead Man's Party"
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Danny sang this in Rodney Dangerfield's "Back to School," which is worth it mostly for his little performance and also for Sam Kinison as a screaming history professor. As drworm once pointed out, who else are you going to call if you want a really rockin' house party in 1986?

I'm all dressed up with nowhere to go
Walkin' with a dead man over my shoulder

Waiting for an invitation to arrive
Goin' to a party where no one's still alive

Chorus
I was struck by lightning
Walkin' down the street
I was hit by something last night in my sleep
It's a dead man's party
Who could ask for more
Everybody's comin', leave your body at the door
Leave your body and soul at the door
(don't run away it's only me)

I'm all dressed up with nowhere to go
Walkin' with a dead man
Waitin' for an invitation to arrive
With a dead man, with a dead man

Got my best suit and my tie
With a shiny silver dollar on either eye
I hear the chauffeur comin' to the door
He says there's room for maybe just one more

Don't run away it's only me
Don't be afraid of what you can't see
Don't run away...
It's only me.


"Dia De Los Muertos," Voodoo Glow Skulls
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Insane mariachi ska punk with a lead singer who sounds like a skinnier Jello Biafra who's been hit in the face with a shovel. If you like Oingo Boingo, there is a very good chance that you will like this.
Although I took Spanish in high school, I can't translate the lyrics--if anyone can, they are welcome to. It still sounds great, though.

Ya llego el tiempo no pueden descansar,
Ya llego la hora ya quieren matar.
Corriendo en la calle ciudad de Riverside,
Ya bienen los monstruos esta cerca la verdad.
Tienen nuevo playto que quieren estrenar,
Tirando el ejemplo vaya todo dar.

Ya llego el tiempo no pueden rechasar,
Ya llego la hora esta cerca la verdad.
No le hagas lucha te van hacer bailar,
Ya llego el Vudu, rompiendo tu ciudad.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Ya llego el tiempo no pueden descansar,
Ya llego la hora ya quieren matar.
Ya llego el tiempo no pueden rechasar,
Ya llego la hora esta cerca la verdad.

Dia de los muertos!
Dia de los muertos!
Dia de los muertos!

Hey! Hey!
Hey! Dia de los muertos!


"Remains of the Day," Danny Elfman
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Definitely the best part of "Corpse Bride." It cracks me up that you've got what amounts to a horny skeleton telling the small children watching the movie that they're going to die. It also cracks me up that Danny put a little tribute to the Boingo song "Dead or Alive" in the lyrics. See if you can catch it!

BONEJANGLES
Hey!
Give me a listen, you corpses of cheer
Or at least those of you who still got an ear
I'll tell you a story make a skeleton cry
Of our own jubiliciously lovely corpse bride
BONE BOYS
Die, die we all pass away
But don't wear a frown cuz it's really okay
And you might try 'n' hide
And you might try 'n' pray
But we all end up the remains of the day
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
BONEJANGLES
Well our girl is a beauty known for miles around
When a mysterious stranger came into town
He's plenty good lookin', but down on his cash
And our poor little baby, she fell hard and fast
When her daddy said no, she just couldn't cope
So our lovers came up with a plan to elope
BONE BOYS
Die, die we all pass away
But don't wear a frown cuz it's really okay
And you might try 'n' hide
And you might try 'n' pray
But we all end up the remains of the day
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
(instrumental)
BONEJANGLES
So they conjured up a plan to meet late at night
They told not a soul, kept the whole thing tight
Now her mother's wedding dress fit like a glove
You don't need much when you're really in love
Except for a few things, or so I'm told
Like the family jewels and a satchel of gold
Then next to the grave yard by the old oak tree
On a dark foggy night at a quarter to three
She was ready to go, but where was he
BONE BOYS
And then?
BONEJANGLES
She waited
BONE BOYS
And then?
BONEJANGLES
There in the shadows, was it the man?
BONE BOYS
And then?
BONEJANGLES
Het little heart beat so loud
BONEBOYS
And then?
BONEJANGLES
And then, baby, everything went black

Now when she opened her eyes she was dead as dust
Her jewels were missin' and her heart was bust
So she made a vow lyin' under that tree
That she'd wait for her true love to come set her free
Always waiting for someone to ask for her hand
When out of the blue comes this groovy young man
Who vows forever to be by her side
And that's the story of our own corpse bride

Die, die we all pass away
But don't wear a frown cuz it's really okay
And you might try 'n' hide
And you might try 'n' pray
But we all end up the remains of the day!


handsomespeck's request was:

Brain

"Swelling Itching Brain," Devo
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This song creeps me out in a wonderful sort of way. It makes my head itch.

GOT A NERVOUS KIND OF FEELING
GOT A PAINFUL YELLOW HEADACHE
EVERY PICTURE IN EVERY MAGAZINE'S TURNED REAL
EVERY FACE LOOKS OUT AND SCREAMS AT ME TOO REAL
COLD SWEAT ON MY COLLAR
DRIPPING TO MY BOOTS
THE WAVES OF NAUSEOUS PAIN
SETS OFF THE PRESSURE PAD ALARMS
GOTTA GET OUTTA HERE
GOTTA GET OUTTA HERE
GOTTA GET OUTTA HERE
GOTTA GET OUTTA HERE
GOTTA PAINFUL SWELLING BRAIN
BANGING IN MY HEAD
GOTTA PAINFUL SWELLING BRAIN
AND I CALLED OFF SICK
GOTTA SWELLING ITCHING PAIN
GOT ME PULLING OUT MY HAIR
GOTTA SWELLING ITCHING PAIN
CLUTCHING AT MY BRAIN
GOT ME LAYING ON THE FLOOR
THINK I LEFT MY SENSES
SEEMS LIKE ENDLESS TORTURE
GOT ME PULLING OUT MY HAIR
DRIVING ME UP THE WALL
DRIPPING OUT MY EYES EARS NOSE AND MOUTH
IMPLODING MY THOUGHTS
BLASTING HOLES IN THE FRONT LAWN NOW
GOING OUTTA MY SKULL
BURNING UP MY THOUGHTS
TEARING ME APART


"Grey Matter," Oingo Boingo
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Sometimes you just need a slap upside the head to remind you that there's actually something in there.

They say you're stupid
That you're too young to vote
They say you'll swallow anything
That they shove down your throat

They say that you can't think
That you haven't got a brain
That you're just there to listen
That you're just being trained

CHORUS
There's something inside your head
There's something inside your head
There's something inside your head
There's something inside your head

They say you lost the ability to even think
That your tiny little brain
Slipped down the kitchen sink

They say that you'll buy anything
That they turn your way
That you'll listen to anything
That they decide to play

CHORUS
Grey matter, grey matter, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Grey matter, grey matter, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Grey matter, grey matter, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Grey matter, grey matter, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

I think you like it--like it
To be told what to do--isn't that true
I think you're better--better--better off
Stone cold dead--without your head

They say you're stupid
That you're too young to vote
They say you'll swallow anything
That they shove down your throat

If they say--lie down--don't do it
If they say--buy it now--don't do it
If they say--turn around--don't do it
If they say--hit the ground--don't do it
If they say--bite the big weenie--don't do it
If they say--wasn't that good--don't do it
If they say--bend over baby--don't do it
If they say--take it and like it--don't do it


"Braineaters," the Misfits
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Zombie cuisine from the Misfits, the horror world's answer to the Ramones.

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
In this rotten fuckin' place, hey hey
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, hey

Why can't we have some guts, hey hey
Why can't we have some fuckin' rotten guts
Oi oi oi oi oi oi!


"(She's Got A) Brain-Scrambling Device," the Groovie Ghoulies
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I really want one of these.

I can feel it when I'm lying down.
I can feel it when I walk around.
I can feel her influence over me.
I can struggle but I can't break free.

She's got a brain scrambling device, I feel it in my head.
She's got a brain scrambling device, power concentrated.
She's got a brain scrambling device, I feel it in my head.
She's got a brain scrambling device!

Tried to remove it with a kitchen knife, but I just about removed my life.
Tried to remove it with a pair of pliers, but I couldn't disconnect the wires--no!

She's got a brain scrambling device, I feel it in my head.
She's got a brain scrambling device, power concentrated.
She's got a brain scrambling device, I feel it in my head.
She's got a brain scrambling device!

I can feel it when I'm lying down.
I can feel it when I walk around.
I can feel her influence over me.
I can struggle but I can't break free.

She's got a brain scrambling device, I feel it in my head.
She's got a brain scrambling device, power concentrated.
She's got a brain scrambling device, I feel it in my head.
She's got a brain scrambling device, device, device, device!


"Leave My Brain Alone," Zombina and the Skeletones
Download "Leave My Brain Alone"
Who says dead girls can't play punk rock?

Please tell the martians to leave my brain alone,
I'm tired and I'm hungry, and I wanna go home.
I can't stand to see another anal probe.
Please tell the martians to leave my brain alone.

Leave my brain alone.

Alien abduction has got me on my knees...
But I can console myself, one day I'll be free.

Why don't you listen to what I say?
It's a common case of a stolen brain.


I love doing these. Leave me a comment with a word or phrase and I'll find five songs about it for you.

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[ghostgecko.livejournal.com]

I love how remains of the day is basically no one lives forever, thematically.

How about "werewolves" without using "Werewolves of London" (too easy)?

[he-dreams-awake.livejournal.com]

....my take on "Gallows Pole" has always been that the Hangman gets the last laugh: what's referred to as "the Hangman's Joke", and was ironically enough referred to by Eric Draven's band of the same name in The Crow. Meaning: your distraught family brings him silver, they bring him gold, your sister blows him in a back alley somewhere -- and yet swooosh, you STILL swing. Ha ha. Joke's on you.


Just my two cents. I'm SO SICK...

[beetle-breath.livejournal.com]

Remains of the Day does funny things to me, Mommy...

Danny needs to always sing like that. I don't care if his voice hurts, the way he drags his voice through gravel is to die for. (No pun intended, real death or little death. X3)

[dr-ninjapants.livejournal.com]

i want five songs about... beef stew.

my imagination is broken.

[superfinemind.livejournal.com]

I love that you did "modest proposal" songs. And that you seem to misinterpret the same way I do. ^_^