To Whom It Concerns

[Marxist]

Strange Currencies--R.E.M.

I don't know why you're mean to me
when I call on the telephone.
and I don't know what you mean to me
but I want to turn you on, turn you up, figure you out, I want to take you on

These words, "You will be mine."
These words, "You will be mine." all the time.

the fool might be my middle name
But I'd be foolish not to say
I'm going to make whatever it takes,
ring you up, call you down, sign your name, secret love,
make it rhyme, take you in, and make you mine.

These words, "You will be mine."
These words, "You will be mine." all the time. oh

I tripped and fell. did I fall.
What I want to feel, I want to feel it now

You know with love come strange currencies
and here is my appeal:

I need a chance, a second chance, a third chance, a fourth chance,
a word, a signal, a nod, a little breath
just to fool myself, to catch myself, to make it real, real

These words, "You will be mine"
These words, "You will be mine." all the time. oh

These words, "You will be mine."
These words, they haunt me, hunt me down, catch in my throat, make me pray,
say, love's confined, oh.

 

[Guest]

thank you.

 

[perks]

Carlton, please put our dirty laundry away.

 

[Private Vasquez]

Here we are, the two of us together,
Taking this crazy chance to be all alone,
We both know that we should not be together,
Cause if they find out it could mess up,
Both our happy homes


I hate to think about us not together,
As soon as I look at you it will show on my face,
Then they'll know that we've been loving each other,
We can't let'em know, girl, no, no,
We can't leave a trace.

Chorus
Secret lovers that's what we are,
We should not be together,
But we can't let go cause we love each other so.


Sitting at home I do nothing all day
But I think about you and hope that you're okay,
Hoping you call before anyone gets home
I wait anxiously alone by the phone.


How could something so wrong be so right,
I whish we didn't have to put our love out of sight,
Living two lives just ain't easy at all,
But we gotta hang on in there or fall

Chorus
Secret lovers that's what we are,
Trying so hard to hide the way we feel,
Cause we both belong to someone else,
But we can't let go cause what we feel is oh so real...
So real,
So real...

Bridge
You and me,
Are We friend,
Is this cool,
Or do we care ?
Can they tell what's in our mind ?
Or maybe we'll be secret lovers all of the time ?


In the middle of making love we notice the time,
We both get nervous 'cause it's way after nine,
Even though we hate it we know it's time that we go,
We gotta be careful so that no one will know.

Chorus
Secret lovers that's what we are,
Trying so hard to hide the way we feel,
Cause we both belong to someone else,
But we can't let go cause what we feel is oh so real...
So real,
So real...

 

[Marxist]

Here we are, the two of us together,
Taking this crazy chance to be all alone,
We both know that we should not be together,
Cause if they find out it could mess up,
Both our happy homes


I hate to think about us not together,
As soon as I look at you it will show on my face,
Then they'll know that we've been loving each other,
We can't let'em know, girl, no, no,
We can't leave a trace.

Chorus
Secret lovers that's what we are,
We should not be together,
But we can't let go cause we love each other so.


Sitting at home I do nothing all day
But I think about you and hope that you're okay,
Hoping you call before anyone gets home
I wait anxiously alone by the phone.


How could something so wrong be so right,
I whish we didn't have to put our love out of sight,
Living two lives just ain't easy at all,
But we gotta hang on in there or fall

Chorus
Secret lovers that's what we are,
Trying so hard to hide the way we feel,
Cause we both belong to someone else,
But we can't let go cause what we feel is oh so real...
So real,
So real...

Bridge
You and me,
Are We friend,
Is this cool,
Or do we care ?
Can they tell what's in our mind ?
Or maybe we'll be secret lovers all of the time ?


In the middle of making love we notice the time,
We both get nervous 'cause it's way after nine,
Even though we hate it we know it's time that we go,
We gotta be careful so that no one will know.

Chorus
Secret lovers that's what we are,
Trying so hard to hide the way we feel,
Cause we both belong to someone else,
But we can't let go cause what we feel is oh so real...
So real,
So real...

I wish. Man, I wish.

Midnight Star?

 

[Private Vasquez]

Wrong star...Atlantic Starr

 

[Marxist]

I got the gheri curls mixed up.


On more from MONSTER, for my ...whatever.

Crush With Eyeliner--R.E.M.

I know you
I know you've seen her
She's a sad tomato
She's three miles of bad road
Walking down the street
Will I never meet her?
She's a real woman-child
Oh my kiss breath turpentine

I am smitten

I'm the real thing (I'm the real thing)
Have you seen her come around?
My crush with eyeliner

I'm in like.
I'm infatuated.
It's all too much-the pressure.
She's all that I can take
What position should I wear?
Cop an attitude? (you faker)
How can I convince her? (Faker)
That I'm invented too, yeah

I am smitten
I'm the real thing (I'm the real thing)
We all invent ourselves
and, uh, you know me

Yeah, she's a sad tomato
She's three miles of bad road
She's her own invention (She's her own invention)
That gets me in the throat
What can I make myself be?
Life is strange, yeah (Life is strange)
What can I make myself be (Fake her)
To make her mine?

I am smitten
I'll do anything (I'll do anything)
A kiss breath turpentine,
my crush with eyeliner

I am smitten
You know me (Yeah, you know me)
I could be your Frankenstein
my crush with eyeliner

I am smitten
I'm the real thing (I'm the real thing)
Won't you be my valentine?
My crush with eyeliner

 

[seXieleXie]

a la Kasey Kasum

Sail Away
David Gray

Sail away with me honey
I put my heart in your hands
Sail away with me honey now, now, now
Sail away with me
What will be will be
I wanna hold you now

Crazy skies all wild above me now
Winter howling at my face
And everything I held so dear
Disappeared without a trace
Oh all the times I've tasted love
Never knew quite what I had
Little Darling if you hear me now
Never needed you so bad
Spinning round inside my head

Sail away with me honey
I put my heart in your hands
Sail away with me honey now, now, now
Sail away with me
What will be will be
I wanna hold you now

I've been talking drunken gibberish
I've been puching at the bars
Trying to find some explanation here
For the way some people are
How did it ever come so far

Sail away with me honey
I put my heart in your hands
Sail away with me honey now, now, now
Sail away with me
What will be will be
I wanna hold you now
Sail away with me honey
I put my heart in your hands
Sail away with me honey now, now, now
Sail away with me
What will be will be
I wanna hold you now

 

[Marxist]

Lexie....

 

[Spinaroonie]

Possum Kingdom

Make up your mind
Decide to walk with me
Around the lake tonight
Around the lake tonight
By my side
By my side
I'm not gonna lie
I'll not be a gentleman
Behind the boathouse
I'll show you my dark secret

I'm not gonna lie
I want you for mine
My blushing bride
My lover, be my lover, yeah...

Don't be afraid
I didn't mean to scare you
So help me, Jesus

I can promise you
You'll stay as beautiful
With dark hair
And soft skin...forever
Forever

Make up your mind
Make up your mind
And I'll promise you
I will treat you well
My sweet angel
So help me, Jesus

(hey, hey, hey)

Give it up to me
Give it up to me
Do you wanna be
My angel?
So help me!

Be my angel
Be my angel
Do you wanna die?
I promise you
I will treat you well
My sweet angel
So help me, Jesus

Jesus
Jesus
Jesus...

 

[Laurel]

 

[Marxist]

Does that mean you're outraged in some manner?

 

[Laurel]

let's go undercover like
young lovers should cause
i can kiss you better then
this letter could and you
say at least under these covers
i listen to you and
all this music about you i
hope it find you smiling
again till never begins or
till forver ends
i'll still be lost
in poetics or lost in the mail
can nobody tell you these
guys have a passion for
fashion but are sincere like
a staue and if you have to
choose i am gonna lose i
always do we always do
nostalgia is drunk and
frustration can be gorgeous
but can i keep my mouth shut
cause sometimes
gorgeous can be frustration
when your life is nothing
but a honorable mention
on a radio maybe i'm a
baby but i think it's time to
grow you're everthing i
live for-ever got shorter you
begged me not to go forever
i'll know on a radio better
i'm a quitter than a starry
tortured soul the lips i
kissed now shape songs of
sadness hold me dear
when i'm away and i'll
know when i hear your
name even if i have to sing
it to myself.

 

[Laurel]

Does that mean you're outraged in some manner?

Hell no. If I were outraged, I'd use this smilie:
http://www.xs4all.nl/~myranya/smileys/as_nbfrown.gif

 

[Spinaroonie]

Fuck Tha Police

Good Evening,
We want to just quickly send a nice friendly message
to uh, Fraternal Order of Police in Philadelphia.

Here's something nice and friendly,
Here's something nice and friendly,
Here's something nice and friendly,
and it goes something like this.

Fuck tha police,
Comin straight from the underground.
Young nigga got it bad cuz I'm brown,
And not the other color so police think,
They have the authority to kill a minority.

Fuck that shit, cuz I ain't tha one,
For a punk mutha fucka with a badge and a gun,
To be beatin on, and throwin in jail.
We could go toe to toe in the middle of a cell.

Fuckin with me cuz I'm a teenager,
With a little bit of gold and a pager.
Searchin my car, lookin for the product.
Thinkin every nigga is sellin narcotics.

You'd rather see me in the pen,
Then me and Lorenzo chilling in the Benzo.
Beat tha police outta shape,
And when I'm finished, bring the yellow tape,
To mark off the scene of the slaughter.
No controller, bread and water.

A young nigga on a warpath,
And when I'm finished, it's gonna be a bloodbath,
Of cops, dyin in L. A.

Yo, I got somethin to say.
Fuck the police,
Comon! Off, What?
Fuck the police,
Yeah!
Comon!
Fuck tha police,
Yeah.

Fuck The police,
Comin straight from the underground.
Young nigga got it bad cuz I'm brown,
And not the other color so police think,
They have the authority to kill a minority.

Fuck that shit, cuz I ain't tha one,
For a punk mutha fucka with a badge and a gun,
To be beatin on, and throwin in jail.
We could go toe to toe in the middle of a cell.

Fuckin with me cuz I'm a teenager,
With a little bit of gold and a pager.
Searchin my car, lookin for the product.
Thinkin every nigga is sellin narcotics.

You'd rather see me in the pen,
Then me and Lorenzo chilling in the Benzo.
Beat tha police outta shape,
And when I'm finished, bring the yellow tape,
To mark off the scene of the slaughter.
No controller, bread and water.

I don't know if they fags or what,
Search a nigga down and grabbin in the nuts.
And on the other hand, without a gun they can't get none.
But don't let it be a black and a white one.
Cuz they slam ya down to the street top,
Black police showin out for the white cop.

Yeah, my brothas will swarm,
On any mutha fucka in a blue uniform.
Just cuz we in Washington D.C, punk police are afraid of me.
Hey!

Punk on a warpath,
And when I'm finished, it's gonna be a bloodbath,
Of cops, dyin in L. A.

Hey yo, We got somethin to say.
Fuck the police,
Comon, sing that shit,
Right now,
Comon!
Comon!
One more time,
Here we go, here we go,
Comon!
One More, We gotta do it, right now,
Yeah,
Check it out.