Cult Favourites

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Pathofthorns

I'd have to say, at least in my generation in the "truth", there were certain songs that seemed to be favourites amonst whole groups of young people. A "cult" following if you would. Post any you think fit here.
Artist: Beck
Album: Mellow Gold
Title: Loser
In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey
butane in my veins and I'm out to cut the junkie
with the plastic eyeballs, spray-paint the vegetables
dog food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose
kill the headlights and put it in neutral
stock car flamin' with a loser and the cruise control
baby's in Reno with the vitamin D
got a couple of couches, sleep on the love-seat
someone came in sayin' I'm insane to complain
about a shotgun wedding and a stain on my shirt
don't believe everything that you breathe
you get a parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve
so shave your face with some mace in the dark
savin' all your food stamps and burnin' down the trailer park
Yo. Cut it.
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
Forces of evil on a bozo nightmare
ban all the music with a phony gas chamber
'cuz one's got a weasel and the other's got a flag
one's on the pole, shove the other in a bag
with the rerun shows and the cocaine nose-job
the daytime crap of the folksinger slob
he hung himself with a guitar string
a slab of turkey-neck and it's hangin' from a pigeon wing
you can't write if you can't relate
trade the cash for the beef for the body for the hate
and my time is a piece of wax fallin' on a termite
that's chokin' on the splinters
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
(get crazy with the cheese whiz)
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
(drive-by body-pierce)
(yo bring it on down)
soooooooyy....
(I'm a driver, I'm a winner; things are gonna change I can feel it)
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
(I can't believe you)
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
(Schprechen sie Deutches, baby)
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
(Know what I'm sayin'?)
Pathofthorns

Some party favourites:
Bizarre Love Triangel- New Order
Just Can't get Enough- Depeche Mode
She Sells Sanctuary- The Cult
Mandinka- Sinead O'connor
Lemon- U2
Stay or Go- Clash
Just Like Heaven- The Cure
Song 2- Blurr
Red Red Wine- UB40 (<groan>)
Holiday, Into the groove- Madonna
I Wanna Be Sedated- Ramones
Pathofthorns

Its like I could just do this all day.
Fade into you- Mazzy Star
I want to hold the hand inside you
I want to take a breath that's true
I look to you and I see nothing
I look to you to see the truth
You live your life
You go in shadows
You'll come apart and you'll go black
Some kind of night into your darkness
Colors your eyes with what's not there.
Fade into you
Strange you never knew
Fade into you
I think it's strange you never knew
A stranger's light comes on slowly
A stranger's heart without a home
You put your hands into your head
And then smiles cover your heart
Fade into you
Strange you never knew
Fade into you
I think it's strange you never knew
Fade into you
Strange you never knew
Fade into you
I think it's strange you never knew
I think it's strange you never knew
Pathofthorns

Its almost like i'm talking to myself. lol. That's ok. I'm having fun.
So there's U2's "Sunday Bloody Sunday" and "New Years Day" and "Bad" and "Pride", I guess everyone's a U2 fan.
Here's another song, from Radiohead.
"Creep"
When you were here before
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
And I wish I was special
You're so f***** special
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.
I don't care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice
When I'm not around
You're so f***** special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.
She's running out again,
She's running out
She's run run run running out...
Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so f***** special
I wish I was special...
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo,
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.
I don't belong here.
waiting

hey path,
it's saturday - which means i'm still working at office. your generation's words are sure different than my generation's words.
whatever happened to "do wat do wat do, dum ditta dum, duwop duwop?"
Makes funnier writing, doesn't it?
waiting
Seven

waiting,
whatever happened to do wat do wat do...
It has evolved into rap!
*
Feel it, funk it
Amps it are junking
And I got more rhymes than there's cops that are dunkin' donuts-shop
Sure 'nuff I got props-from the kids at the Hall
Plus my mom and my pops
*
I came to get down, I came to get down
So get out your seats and jump around-jump around
Jump up Jump up and get down
Jump, jump, jump-'cause
I'll serve your ass like John MacEnroe
If you steps up b*tch, I'm smacking you-ho.
Word to your moms, I came to drop bombs
I got more rhymes than the Bible's got psalms
*
And just like the Prodigal Daughter I've returned
Anyone stepping to me, you'll get burned
Cause I got lyrics and you ain't got none
So if you come to battle bring a shotgun-shotgun
But if you do you're a fool
Cause I duel to the death
Try and step to me, you'll take your last breath
I gots the skill, come get your fill
Cause when I shoot ta give, I shoot to kill
*
I came to get down
I came to get down
So get out your seats and jump around, jump around
Jump up, Jump up and get down
Jump
Jump
Jump
*
I'm the cream of the crop
I rise to the top
I never eat a pig
Cause a pig is a cop
But I ain't going out like no punk b*tch
Get used to new light and you know I might switch
It all up, up and around
Then buck buck you down
Get it clear in your head-then
You wake up in the Dawn of the Dead
I'm coming to get ya
coming to get ya
Spitting out lyrics, homie I'll wet ya, I came to get down, came to get down, so get out your seats and jump around, jump around, get up, get up, and get down, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump-House of Pain
That's what happened to do wa ditty.
MC Seven
Edited by - sevenofnine on 2 September 2000 15:15:13
Pathofthorns

... then there was James- "Laid"
This bed is on fire with passionate love
The neighbors complain about the noises above
But she only comes when she's on top
The therapist said not to see you no more
She said you're like a disease without any cure
She said I'm so obsessed that I'm becoming a bore
Ah you think you're so pretty
Caught your hand inside the till
Slammed your fingers in the door
Fought with kitchen knives and skewers
Dressed me up in womens clothes
Messed around with gender roles
Line my eyes and call me pretty
Moved out of the house so you moved next door
I locked you out you cut a hole in the wall
I found you sleeping next to me
I thought I was alone
You're driving me crazy when are you coming home
Laid
Laid
Edited by - Pathofthorns on 3 September 2000 16:22:3
Zep

My favorite 'Cult' songs are:
Sweet soul sister
plus a few others i cant remember????????
Pathofthorns

You know, I don't even know what the h@ll I was talking about when i posted this thread. Post whatever you want. That's all i'm doing.
Instant Karma! (We All Shine On) - Lennon
Instant Karma's gonna get you
Gonna knock you right on the head
You better get yourself together
Pretty soon you're gonna be dead
What in the world you thinking of
Laughing in the face of love
What on earth you tryin' to do
It's up to you, yeah you
Instant Karma's gonna get you
Gonna look you right in the face
Better get yourself together darlin'
Join the human race
How in the world you gonna see
Laughin' at fools like me
Who in the hell d'you think you are
A super star
Well, right you are
Well we all shine on
Like the moon and the stars and the sun
Well we all shine on
Ev'ryone come on
Instant Karma's gonna get you
Gonna knock you off your feet
Better recognize your brothers
Ev'ryone you meet
Why in the world are we here
Surely not to live in pain and fear
Why on earth are you there
When you're ev'rywhere
Come and get your share
Well we all shine on
Like the moon and the stars and the sun
Yeah we all shine on
Come on and on and on on on
Yeah yeah, alright, uh huh, ah
Well we all shine on
Like the moon and the stars and the sun
Yeah we all shine on
On and on and on on and on
Well we all shine on
Like the moon and the stars and the sun
Well we all shine on
Like the moon and the stars and the sun
Well we all shine on
Like the moon and the stars and the sun
Yeah we all shine on
Like the moon and the stars and the sun
Pathofthorns

Just ignore me
American Music
Violent Femmes
Do you like american music
I like american music
don't you like american music baby
I want you to hold me
I want your arms around me
I want you to hold me baby
did you do too many drugs
I did too many drugs
did you do too many drugs too baby
you were born too late
I was born too soon
but every time I look at that ugly moon
it reminds me of you
it reminds me of you ooh ooh ooh
I need a date to the prom
would you like to come along
but nobody would go to the prom with me baby
they didn't like american music
they never heard american music
they didn't know the music was in my soul baby
you were born too soon
I was born too late
but every time I look at that ugly lake
it reminds me of me
it reminds me of me
do you like american music
we like american music
I like american music baby
do you like american music
we like all kinds of music
but I like american music best
baby you were born too late
and i was born too late
but every time I look at that ugly lake
it reminds me of me
it reminds me of me
do you like american music
it reminds me of me
do you like american music
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Blister In The Sun
Violent Femmes
When I'm out walking
I strut my stuff
yeah I'm so strung out
I'm high as a kite
I just might
stop to check you out
let me go on
like I blister in the sun
let me go on
big hands I know your the one
body and beats
I stain my sheets
I don't even know why
my girlfriend
she's at the end
she is starting to cry
let me go on
like I blister in the sun
let me go on
big hands I know your the one…

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