Hold your head
in your hands,
and just let it go.
Hey,
it's okay.
No none's here.
famous blue raincoat
by Leonard Cohen
It's four in the morning, the end of december
I'm writing you now just to see if you're better
New york is cold, but I like where I'm living
There's music on clinton street all through the evening.
I hear that you're building your little house deep in the desert
You're living for nothing now, I hope you're keeping some kind of record.
Yes, and jane came by with a lock of your hair
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you planned to go clear
Did you ever go clear?
Ah, the last time we saw you you looked so much older
Your famous blue raincoat was torn at the shoulder
You'd been to the station to meet every train
And you came home without lili marlene
And you treated my woman to a flake of your life
And when she came back she was nobody's wife.
Well I see you there with the rose in your teeth
One more thin gypsy thief
Well I see jane's awake --
She sends her regards.
And what can I tell you my brother, my killer
What can I possibly say?
I guess that I miss you, I guess I forgive you
I'm glad you stood in my way.
If you ever come by here, for jane or for me
Your enemy is sleeping, and his woman is free.
Yes, and thanks, for the trouble you took from her eyes
I thought it was there for good so I never tried.
And jane came by with a lock of your hair
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you planned to go clear
-- sincerely, l. cohen
It's four in the morning, the end of december
I'm writing you now just to see if you're better
New york is cold, but I like where I'm living
There's music on clinton street all through the evening.
I hear that you're building your little house deep in the desert
You're living for nothing now, I hope you're keeping some kind of record.
Yes, and jane came by with a lock of your hair
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you planned to go clear
Did you ever go clear?
Ah, the last time we saw you you looked so much older
Your famous blue raincoat was torn at the shoulder
You'd been to the station to meet every train
And you came home without lili marlene
And you treated my woman to a flake of your life
And when she came back she was nobody's wife.
Well I see you there with the rose in your teeth
One more thin gypsy thief
Well I see jane's awake --
She sends her regards.
And what can I tell you my brother, my killer
What can I possibly say?
I guess that I miss you, I guess I forgive you
I'm glad you stood in my way.
If you ever come by here, for jane or for me
Your enemy is sleeping, and his woman is free.
Yes, and thanks, for the trouble you took from her eyes
I thought it was there for good so I never tried.
And jane came by with a lock of your hair
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you planned to go clear
-- sincerely, l. cohen
magnolia
...and the book says we may be through with the past, but the past is not through with us!
barf
barf
disgruntled
I don't know what the big deal is about brushing your teeth. It's like a retirement account, very boring to me. I went three days with the same clothes, or Id walk around the street shirtless with my dogs, not caring who sees my hairy body. Everyday I was surprised and impressed at where I woke up. I tried to masterbate, but I could barely concentrate as reality swung and missed at me. Jerking off to porn was like a TV dinner I didn't need before sleep - it was dull and drowsy, it lacked the the rapture of pounding raw meat, it was beer instead of methamphetamine. I was fed up with this day's existence, but I couldn't stop laughing at the thought that someone actually sat down and wrote this dialogue, and here I was clinging to his art. I would argue with myself, "concentrate, asshole!". I'm the kind of guy that will give himself a black eye and a fat lip. Then I stood in front of the mirror- this one I hadn't punched out yet- and let the facuet run. I gotta piss, hold on. Well, that was only a couple driplets- why are you wasting our time?
Then I cupped my hands. I splashed it all over my face, and I felt sparklets in my hair seeping behind my ear then carefree sliiding down my neck. I let the water take me, my skin, my soul with all its purity. I tried to tell myself that I love you, and the path you're on is really hurting us.
He goes, "fuck off, loser."
Then I cupped my hands. I splashed it all over my face, and I felt sparklets in my hair seeping behind my ear then carefree sliiding down my neck. I let the water take me, my skin, my soul with all its purity. I tried to tell myself that I love you, and the path you're on is really hurting us.
He goes, "fuck off, loser."
...
I think it has to do
with the serotonin or dopamine
levels in your brain.
No matter what you do,
if you feel depressed
call it a come-down
but I think your brain
is just worn out.
with the serotonin or dopamine
levels in your brain.
No matter what you do,
if you feel depressed
call it a come-down
but I think your brain
is just worn out.
bad fish
by Sublime
When you grab a hold of me
You tell me that I'll never be set free
I'm a parasite,
creep and crawl I step into the night.
Two pints of booze
Tell me are you a badfish too? Are you a badfish too?
Ain't got no money to spend
I know the night will never end
Lord knows I'm weak
Won't somebody get me off of this reef
Baby your a big blue whale
Grab the reef when all duck diving fails
I swim but wish I never learned
The water's too polluted with germs
I dive deep when it's ten feet overhead
Grab the reef underneath my bed
Ain't got no quarrels with god
Ain't got no time to grow old
Lord knows I'm weak
Won't somebody get me off of this reef
Ain't got no quarrels with God
Ain't got no time to grow old
Lord knows I'm weak
Won't somebody get me off of this reef
When you grab a hold of me
You tell me that I'll never be set free
I'm a parasite,
creep and crawl I step into the night.
Two pints of booze
Tell me are you a badfish too? Are you a badfish too?
Ain't got no money to spend
I know the night will never end
Lord knows I'm weak
Won't somebody get me off of this reef
Baby your a big blue whale
Grab the reef when all duck diving fails
I swim but wish I never learned
The water's too polluted with germs
I dive deep when it's ten feet overhead
Grab the reef underneath my bed
Ain't got no quarrels with god
Ain't got no time to grow old
Lord knows I'm weak
Won't somebody get me off of this reef
Ain't got no quarrels with God
Ain't got no time to grow old
Lord knows I'm weak
Won't somebody get me off of this reef
Forever27
Amy, Jim, Jimi, and Janis
talking in a room, Kurt's smoking.
Bradley Nowell, someone puts his arm around him,
and he says I miss my dog.
And then Chris Farley runs around with his fat ass,
just smiling.
"Hey, asshole, you're late!"
And then he starts making them all laugh.
talking in a room, Kurt's smoking.
Bradley Nowell, someone puts his arm around him,
and he says I miss my dog.
And then Chris Farley runs around with his fat ass,
just smiling.
"Hey, asshole, you're late!"
And then he starts making them all laugh.
give 'em a brain and this is what happens
My dogs have gotten used to me walking them,
wearing them out on the long trek to the liquer store,
cupping my hands so they can have some water.
Lately, I haven't felt like leaving the house.
They go, "Hey man, what the fuck?"
I go, "Shut up, dogs, at least I don't microwave you."
That motherfucker should die!
No trial. No jury.
No fuckin greedy defense attorney.
Ahhh! just let me get my hands on him.
Do you ever read shit on the news,
And imagine what it would be like
to be a puppy with unconditional love,
just tortured, tortured till it dies?
it probably clawed and barked and screamed, whimpered.
Humans are the most disgusting things.
At least animals kill to eat.
Come, Armageddon, Come!
At the end all that I could say,
at least that dog's not suffering anymore.
This cockersucker, after all his appeals
Will still be able to jerk off in his cell.
Hopefully there's true justice inside,
waiting for him.
wearing them out on the long trek to the liquer store,
cupping my hands so they can have some water.
Lately, I haven't felt like leaving the house.
They go, "Hey man, what the fuck?"
I go, "Shut up, dogs, at least I don't microwave you."
That motherfucker should die!
No trial. No jury.
No fuckin greedy defense attorney.
Ahhh! just let me get my hands on him.
Do you ever read shit on the news,
And imagine what it would be like
to be a puppy with unconditional love,
just tortured, tortured till it dies?
it probably clawed and barked and screamed, whimpered.
Humans are the most disgusting things.
At least animals kill to eat.
Come, Armageddon, Come!
At the end all that I could say,
at least that dog's not suffering anymore.
This cockersucker, after all his appeals
Will still be able to jerk off in his cell.
Hopefully there's true justice inside,
waiting for him.
A land more violent and varied than our own
They must have not heard of the woman getting gangraped
by two men in front of her husband and children.
Then the daughter.
Then burning flesh.
The sea will flush 'em all away.
by two men in front of her husband and children.
Then the daughter.
Then burning flesh.
The sea will flush 'em all away.
She just joined Forever 27
Thanks for the music, words, and soul. I always wanted to meet you. I'll miss you.
Svend Sweat (and L. Cohen ripoff)
Mads Mikkelsen - the green butchers, pusher I &II, after the wedding, adam's apples, flame & citron, open hearts (this movie pissed me off, i never finished it)
Milo from pusher 3, is probably the coolest.
---
i tried to leave you
i don't deny
that i chased you
at least one hundred
more times
the years go by
you lose your pride
and still i try
to put you down
but i chase you,
(daily)
one hundred more times
10/10
Milo from pusher 3, is probably the coolest.
---
i tried to leave you
i don't deny
that i chased you
at least one hundred
more times
the years go by
you lose your pride
and still i try
to put you down
but i chase you,
(daily)
one hundred more times
10/10
my WC Xl
GK - casillas (real madrid, baby)
D - Puyol
D - Pique
D - Uruguay captain, fair hair
D - Maicon
M - Schwinsteiger
M - Xavi
M - Muller
M - Sneijder (madrid reject, won treble on madrid soil, up yours Perez!)
F - Forlan
F - David Villa
3 subs
-Robben
-Messi
-Gyan
Olympic Diver - Iniesta
Over-rated - eternally England
D - Puyol
D - Pique
D - Uruguay captain, fair hair
D - Maicon
M - Schwinsteiger
M - Xavi
M - Muller
M - Sneijder (madrid reject, won treble on madrid soil, up yours Perez!)
F - Forlan
F - David Villa
3 subs
-Robben
-Messi
-Gyan
Olympic Diver - Iniesta
Over-rated - eternally England
...
A hooker is not a whore.
She is what she is and no more.
She lingers on the streets
like we long to let it bleed;
She masquerades
but otherwise has no face,
unless you name her.
You can be witty -
dirty, drunk in sorrow,
like clowns repenting tomorrow-
none of it is shared.
When passion is corrupted,
baseless energy misguided,
and your screams turn into a whimper,
maybe you can even thank her.
She is what she is and no more.
She lingers on the streets
like we long to let it bleed;
She masquerades
but otherwise has no face,
unless you name her.
You can be witty -
dirty, drunk in sorrow,
like clowns repenting tomorrow-
none of it is shared.
When passion is corrupted,
baseless energy misguided,
and your screams turn into a whimper,
maybe you can even thank her.
Synecdoche, New York
"What was once before you,
an exciting, mysterious future,
is now behind you
Lived, Understood, Disappointed.
You realize you are not special.
You have struggled into existence
and are now slipping silently out of it.
This is everyone's experience..."
an exciting, mysterious future,
is now behind you
Lived, Understood, Disappointed.
You realize you are not special.
You have struggled into existence
and are now slipping silently out of it.
This is everyone's experience..."
has the light gone out for you?
"Because the light's gone out for me.
This is the 21st Century.
This is the 21st Century."
This is the 21st Century.
This is the 21st Century."
like a hamster on its plaything
He would wallow in what
he had already showed.
He never ran out of material.
...
There is nothing there.
I have looked.
Oh! how many times
before I have looked .
on sundance
Newark, New Jersey
drive-bys and council members
fighting for re-election;
Jerry Seinfeld
talking about his
Porsche collection.
This is still a
fun boyish world.
drive-bys and council members
fighting for re-election;
Jerry Seinfeld
talking about his
Porsche collection.
This is still a
fun boyish world.
the effects of weed
car cashes
turn into video games
car cashes
are good advertising
for car companies
car cashes
on my TV
i am fodder
for the news
(as they broadcast
they bring me
into their world)
turn into video games
car cashes
are good advertising
for car companies
car cashes
on my TV
i am fodder
for the news
(as they broadcast
they bring me
into their world)
...
I got a blanket in the wind.
Stop here, I guess.
I want the world
when all I have is home.
I was a teenage runaway,
I never reached my goals.
I want what I want.
I never appreciated home.
Stop here, I guess.
I want the world
when all I have is home.
I was a teenage runaway,
I never reached my goals.
I want what I want.
I never appreciated home.
speed
In bed I would salivate,
saliva creeping from my mouth.
hush,
hush,
A light through the window
during the night.
(My heart is pounding.)
I'm a creep in the night.
saliva creeping from my mouth.
hush,
hush,
A light through the window
during the night.
(My heart is pounding.)
I'm a creep in the night.
How it works
He invalidated me
back into my illusions.
That bastard bluffed me again!
It takes you from the intellectual to the primal.
And in between and all around there's insanity.
back into my illusions.
That bastard bluffed me again!
It takes you from the intellectual to the primal.
And in between and all around there's insanity.
fight for life to stay alive, I've had it with this world...
End it all,
but struggle to live.
You can't help it,
your limbs kick.
You can be calm, you can be serene,
you can be numb,
but you'll still scream.
but struggle to live.
You can't help it,
your limbs kick.
You can be calm, you can be serene,
you can be numb,
but you'll still scream.
On the prowl
Girls walkin down the street,
- tight butt in jeans -
talkin on their cell phones,
always smilin.'
(Those butterflies will bring them to their knees.)
I wish they would stop talking,
and let me do my thing.
I want to ravish them,
really sweep 'em off their feet.
- tight butt in jeans -
talkin on their cell phones,
always smilin.'
(Those butterflies will bring them to their knees.)
I wish they would stop talking,
and let me do my thing.
I want to ravish them,
really sweep 'em off their feet.
the stranger song
"it's hard to hold the hand of anyone
who is reaching for the sky just to surrender
who is reaching for the sky just to surrender"
who is reaching for the sky just to surrender
who is reaching for the sky just to surrender"
lost in translation
I know why
they call it
the cultural belly,
i know why
i know why -
You eat
(and eat)
and you're still hungry -
i know why,
i know why
they call it
the cultural belly,
i know why
i know why -
You eat
(and eat)
and you're still hungry -
i know why,
i know why
at the drive thru
Canst thou in thine great weariness serveth me that which recommends itself upon mine tongue, some of that funky stuff! For I have come from battle and am eager to feast and drink mead.
I tried to attack it
It's funny
how many times
I have to rub my eyes.
In panic, still not moving.
In a dark corner,
hiding behind a fern,
Trying to obscure his face.
One time,
I even screamed.
how many times
I have to rub my eyes.
In panic, still not moving.
In a dark corner,
hiding behind a fern,
Trying to obscure his face.
One time,
I even screamed.
...
Your memory is a worm in the dirt
stuck in a hole in my head.
You're no longer a person
but have grown into my mind,
like a demon or a bad habit,
an impulse but with a blurry image.
stuck in a hole in my head.
You're no longer a person
but have grown into my mind,
like a demon or a bad habit,
an impulse but with a blurry image.
...
I could only look
look just for a second
and I crumbled.
The world becomes too much
to take when you worry
about your footsteps.
I could only walk away
a sad boy, you know?
You don't have to be a snake to know.
look just for a second
and I crumbled.
The world becomes too much
to take when you worry
about your footsteps.
I could only walk away
a sad boy, you know?
You don't have to be a snake to know.
a day of work
in the hustle of coffee
and cigarette trays,
paperwork and haggling
you work but don't eat
and in the end
your reward
a modest sandwich
how sweet the tired evening
and cigarette trays,
paperwork and haggling
you work but don't eat
and in the end
your reward
a modest sandwich
how sweet the tired evening
Tried and True
When your mind tells you it's done,
you fight and you go on.
This what you do,
over and over,
again.
Now you're tired,
and if it's tried and true
and people have told you -
What were you fighting for?
Some things are better left undone.
you fight and you go on.
This what you do,
over and over,
again.
Now you're tired,
and if it's tried and true
and people have told you -
What were you fighting for?
Some things are better left undone.
Your most private moment...
No one ever knows.
They never will.
The sweetest moment:
I am here, and I hurt.
I am here, and I hurt.
They never will.
The sweetest moment:
I am here, and I hurt.
I am here, and I hurt.
she makes me feel like a Man
tells me I'm the smartest of all her friends
tells me her parents just don't understand
...
we use sophisticated words
and smoke cigarettes afterwards
tells me her parents just don't understand
...
we use sophisticated words
and smoke cigarettes afterwards
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