Lucy Ford
Atmosphere lyrics
Atmosphere lyrics
"Between The Lines Lyrics"
You're Crazy Lyrics
I've been lookin' for a trace Lookin' for a heart Lookin' for a lover in the world that's much to dark You don't want my love You want satisfaction You don't need my love You gotta find yourself another Piece of the action Said where you goin' What you gonna do I been lookin' evrywhere I been lookin' for you You don't want my love You want satisfaction You don't need my love You gotta find yours
I've been lookin' for a trace Lookin' for a heart Lookin' for a lover in the world that's much to dark You don't want my love You want satisfaction You don't need my love You gotta find yourself another Piece of the action Said where you goin' What you gonna do I been lookin' evrywhere I been lookin' for you You don't want my love You want satisfaction You don't need my love You gotta find yours
(What it tis it taint,& What it taint it tis
Its the theme of where we're goin')
[Verse 1: Slug]
See the police man, notice the lonely man
How do you think he keeps his head on straight?
Can you feel his rhythm? What do you think he visions
When he squints at the line from behind those shades
Feel the summer's crest, overdressed
So much sweat, his skin begins to chafe
Its the surface sweat the nervous mess
Overbearing and jaded from carrying the weight
Irritated and constipated
And its all covered player hated,funnelled and consolidated
Into the shell of one man with a gun
Riding that thin line between the program and the sun
And I don't hate you, tryin to relate to
Wishin you could find a trap door to escape through
But if I see you, as a threat to my seedling or my sibling
Ill die to pull the plug on your machine
Chorus: Slug(2X)
And I just might just find somebody
And I just might just love somebody<
Black Man Ray Lyrics
ARE WE BELIEVING BLACK MAN RAY ARE WE NOT HAPPY IN OUR OWN WAY AND WE THE PEOPLE WHO REASON WHY FOREVER CHANGE AS TIME GOES BY YES, YES, I COULD BE WRONG WHY, WHY, SHOULD I PRETEND GOD ONLY KNOWS IN THE END ARE WE BELIEVING THE HEAVENLY SURVIVE FAITH THE FUTURE BIG LIFE ON THEIR SIDE AND WE THE PEOPLE WHO CAN BUT TRY FOREVER LEARN AS TIME GOES BY YES, YES, I COULD BE WRONGbr />
And I just might just feel somebody
And I just might just kill somebody
[Verse 2: Slug]
Can you see her?
She spends her whole day in a theater
Livin her time in the life that she would prefer
& she stirs nothing, comes & goes she wishes
Surroundings oblivious to her whole existence
But if they only knew
About the thoughts that she can't seem to stop from comin through
Comin' across
At a loss for dialouge
Walkin through the fog
With her eyes closed & her mind gone
And now she lives in the films that she sees
And daydreams that she kills us repeatedly
I'm impressed with the tolerance she brandishes
If it was me, I would snapped from the sheer overanxiousness
of waitin for the day she strolls through Muddy Waters
And slaughters sons & daughters and bloodies mothers and fathers
Lovely little *case*study castaway cutie
Masturbating in back of that matinee movie
And someday, oneday, when the credits roll
She
Then we'll know what depth awake touches sleep
Make me walk the thin line between shallow and deep
Chorus: (2X)
And I just might just find somebody
And I just might just love somebody
And I just might just feel somebody
And I just might just kill somebody(my body)
[Verse 3: Slug]
He used to write his rhymes and recite his lines all the time
Sometimes he'd make them up right off the top of his mind
After doin shows for years, gettin respect from peers
Killed the ego, lookin at these people like *they* weird
Road trips, turn to head trips
Became a hunger for sedatives and essentric ettiqute
Optimism needs to feed off self-esteem
But it seems as if he doesn't see it or hasn't felt a thing
Records sell well but still undergound
Travels town to town
Holdin hands with fans that love his sound
When it comes around *let*s hope you can enjoy it
Don't slow down momentum, afra
When he stops to shake the hand, I doubt they understand
That here now stands only the shadow of a man
Havin a hard time with life on a drumroll
Walkin that high-wire, passin it off is humble
But it's a thin line,between screams and smiles
Seen the miles, wishin he can go home & read to his child
But tonight's the last day, put the butt in the ashtray
Locked the door and slit both of his wrists backstage
Chorus: (2X)
[Outro: Slug]
Onwards,forwards contin*uos*, renaissance
Encore, ignorance wrapped inside of innocence
Onwards,forwards contin*uos* renaissance
Encore, ignorance wrapped inside of innocence
Onwards,forwards contin*uos* renaissance
Encore, ignorance wrapped inside of innocence
Nothing but love for the music and its offspring
Bouncin' off the boxsprings just tryin to make it to the cross*ings*
I just might just....
I just might just....
I just might just....(fade out)
ARE WE BELIEVING BLACK MAN RAY ARE WE NOT HAPPY IN OUR OWN WAY AND WE THE PEOPLE WHO REASON WHY FOREVER CHANGE AS TIME GOES BY YES, YES, I COULD BE WRONG WHY, WHY, SHOULD I PRETEND GOD ONLY KNOWS IN THE END ARE WE BELIEVING THE HEAVENLY SURVIVE FAITH THE FUTURE BIG LIFE ON THEIR SIDE AND WE THE PEOPLE WHO CAN BUT TRY FOREVER LEARN AS TIME GOES BY YES, YES, I COULD BE WRONG
And I just might just kill somebody
[Verse 2: Slug]
Can you see her?
She spends her whole day in a theater
Livin her time in the life that she would prefer
& she stirs nothing, comes & goes she wishes
Surroundings oblivious to her whole existence
But if they only knew
About the thoughts that she can't seem to stop from comin through
Comin' across
At a loss for dialouge
Walkin through the fog
With her eyes closed & her mind gone
And now she lives in the films that she sees
And daydreams that she kills us repeatedly
I'm impressed with the tolerance she brandishes
If it was me, I would snapped from the sheer overanxiousness
of waitin for the day she strolls through Muddy Waters
And slaughters sons & daughters and bloodies mothers and fathers
Lovely little *case*study castaway cutie
Masturbating in back of that matinee movie
And someday, oneday, when the credits roll
She
Chomolungma Lyrics
(instrumental) (Monologue by John Cleese) ...How much longer is this going on? I mean it's rolling on and on and on, sonny! And now here's a good simple question: What year did cardinal Rishlu die? 1642--that sort of interchange we should be having, Not these strange... rambling expirations of your own conscious... Now come along, Sonny.
ll hold a pocket full of gunplay for the ignorant souls(instrumental) (Monologue by John Cleese) ...How much longer is this going on? I mean it's rolling on and on and on, sonny! And now here's a good simple question: What year did cardinal Rishlu die? 1642--that sort of interchange we should be having, Not these strange... rambling expirations of your own conscious... Now come along, Sonny.
Then we'll know what depth awake touches sleep
Make me walk the thin line between shallow and deep
Chorus: (2X)
And I just might just find somebody
And I just might just love somebody
And I just might just feel somebody
And I just might just kill somebody(my body)
[Verse 3: Slug]
He used to write his rhymes and recite his lines all the time
Sometimes he'd make them up right off the top of his mind
After doin shows for years, gettin respect from peers
Killed the ego, lookin at these people like *they* weird
Road trips, turn to head trips
Became a hunger for sedatives and essentric ettiqute
Optimism needs to feed off self-esteem
But it seems as if he doesn't see it or hasn't felt a thing
Records sell well but still undergound
Travels town to town
Holdin hands with fans that love his sound
When it comes around *let*s hope you can enjoy it
Don't slow down momentum, afra
Over My Head Lyrics
Over my head, over my head And I can't get free from these chains Over my head, go the things that we said And I long to be above pain When your heart is broken Mine's in two And I'm over my head in blue Over the love of you
id he might destroy itOver my head, over my head And I can't get free from these chains Over my head, go the things that we said And I long to be above pain When your heart is broken Mine's in two And I'm over my head in blue Over the love of you
When he stops to shake the hand, I doubt they understand
That here now stands only the shadow of a man
Havin a hard time with life on a drumroll
Walkin that high-wire, passin it off is humble
But it's a thin line,between screams and smiles
Seen the miles, wishin he can go home & read to his child
But tonight's the last day, put the butt in the ashtray
Locked the door and slit both of his wrists backstage
Chorus: (2X)
[Outro: Slug]
Onwards,forwards contin*uos*, renaissance
Encore, ignorance wrapped inside of innocence
Onwards,forwards contin*uos* renaissance
Encore, ignorance wrapped inside of innocence
Onwards,forwards contin*uos* renaissance
Encore, ignorance wrapped inside of innocence
Nothing but love for the music and its offspring
Bouncin' off the boxsprings just tryin to make it to the cross*ings*
I just might just....
I just might just....
I just might just....(fade out)