SoTD: Wall Of Voodoo – Call Of The West

09/30/2009 at 02:02 | In 1980s, Lyrics, Music, SoTD, Video | Leave a Comment

He got the high sign so he jumped a bus
and along the roads that wind on through
the hot Mojave and the Jericho,
he’d start his whole life anew
And what he’d left behind he hadn’t valued
half as much as some things he never knew

He got dropped off on a street in town
where a grey old man looked him up and down and said,
"Son this ain’t no western movie matinee
and you’re a long way off from yippee yi yay
’cause I can tell at a glance you’re not from ’round these parts.
got a green look about ya, and that’s a gringo for starts
Sometimes the only things a western savage understands
are whiskey and rifles and an unarmed man like you."

And then the old-timer pulled him close and said,
"You’ve come a long way, I know, you got a longer drive ahead
through the bones of the buffalo, through the claims of the western dead
And just like the spokes of a wheel you’ll spin ’round with the rest,
You’ll hear the drums and the brush of steel,
You’ll hear the call of the west, call of the west
You’ll hear the call of the west, call of the west.”

Harshly awakened by the sound of six rounds of light
caliber rifle fire followed minutes later by the booming of nine rounds
from a heavier rifle, but you can’t close off the wilderness. He heard
the snick of a rifle bolt and found himself staring down the muzzle of a
weapon held by a drunken liquor store owner. "There’s a conflict," he
said. "There’s a conflict between land and people… The people have to
go. They’ve come all the way out here to make mining claims, to do
automobile body work, to gamble, to take pictures, to not have to do
laundry, to own a mini-bike, to have their own CB radios and air
conditioning, good plumbing for sure, and to sell Time/Life books and to
work in a deli, to have some chili every morning and maybe… maybe to own
their own gas stations again and to take drugs and have some crazy sex,
but above all, above all to have a fair shake, to get a piece of the rock
and a slice of the pie and to spit out the window of your car and not
have the wind blow it back in your face."

Now from the high timber lines to the deserts dry
Who’ll risk dangling on some hangman’s tree?
To stake their claims on these prairie plains
while they say this lunch is not had for free?
Just like the spokes of a wheel who’ll spin ’round with the rest?
they’ll hear the drums and the brush of steel
and I’ll hear the call of the west, call of the west
I’ll hear the call of the west, call of the west

("I used to be somebody! I used to be somebody, do you hear me? do you
hear me? i…I’ve been there! i used to be somebody, goddamn you! I’ve
been there before! Don’t walk away!")

Artist: Wall Of Voodoo
Album: Call Of The West
Release Date: 1981

SoTD: Gary Wright – Love Is Alive

09/29/2009 at 00:01 | In 1970s, Lyrics, Music, SoTD, Video | Leave a Comment

Well I think it’s time to get ready
To relax just what I have found
I have lived only half of what I am
It’s all clear to me now

My heart is on fire
My soul’s like a wheel that’s turnin’
My love is alive, my love is alive, yeah, yeah, yeah

There’s something inside
That’s making me crazy
I’ll try to keep it together
‘Cause what I say may not happen the same way
Now could be forever

My heart is on fire
My soul’s like a wheel that’s turnin’
My love is alive, my love is alive, yeah, yeah, yeah

There’s a mirror moving inside my mind
Reflecting the love that you shine on me
Hold on now to that feeling
Let it flow, let it grow, yeah, yeah

My heart is on fire
My soul’s like a wheel that’s turnin’
My love is alive, my love is alive, yeah, yeah, yeah

My love is alive…

Artist: Gary Wright
Album: The Dream Weaver
Release Date:

SoTD: The Gin Blossoms – I Found Out About You

09/28/2009 at 00:01 | In 1990s, Lyrics, Music, SoTD, Video | Leave a Comment

All last summer in case you don’t recall,
I was yours and you were mine, forget it all,
Is there a line that I could write,
Sad enough to make you cry?
All the lines you wrote to me were lies…
Months roll past, the love that you struck dead,
Did you love me only in my head?
Well the things you said and did to me,
Seemed to come so easily,
The love I thought I’d won you give for free…

Whispers at the bus stop,
I heard about nights out in the school yard,
I found out about you…
I found out about you…

Rumors follow everywhere you go,
Then you left and I was last to know,
Well you’re famous now and there’s no doubt,
All the places you hang out,
They know your name and know what you’re about…

Whispers at the bus stop,
I heard about nights out in the school yard,
I found out about you…
I found out about you…

Street lights break on through the car window,
And the time too often on AM radio,
Well you know it’s all I think about,
I write your name, drive past your house,
Your boyfriend’s over, I watch your light go out…

Whispers at the bus stop,
I heard about nights out in the school yard,
I found out about you…
I found out about you…

Whispers at the bus stop,
I heard about nights out in the school yard,
I found out about you…
I found out about you…
I found out about you…

Artist: The Gin Blossoms
Album: New Miserable Experience
Release Date: 1992

SoTD: Leslie Fish – The Pride Of Chanur

09/27/2009 at 00:01 | In 1980s, Filk, Lyrics, Music, SoTD | Leave a Comment

Our ear-tufts are gleaming with rings of bright gold.
Our dress is as rich as the goods in our hold.
Yet we pause on the ramp for a moment, in shock
To see the strange creature that bolts from the dock.
It dodges our claws and leaps straight through the lock,
Right into The Pride of Chanur.

We are the Pride of Chanur,
Glossy of eye, fang and fur.
Our fame is unblemished,
Our ship is the best,
For we are the Pride of Chanur.

Now this is no beast, for it knows where to run,
Knows when it’s trapped, recognizes a gun.
Despite signs of hunger and cuts in its hide,
It stands to defy us with true, haughty pride,
Then writes unknown letters in the blood from its side
On the deck of The Pride of Chanur.

We are the Pride of Chanur,
Glossy of eye, fang and fur.
Our fame is unblemished,
Our ship is the best,
For we are the Pride of Chanur.

Now this is a prize, and a mystery to track,
And here come the Kif thieves demanding it back.
Now shall we give over and meekly obey,
Once more let the pirates of Kif have their way?
They’ve robbed us before, but they’ll not win today!
No deal from the Pride of Chanur!

We are the Pride of Chanur,
Glossy of eye, fang and fur.
Our fame is unblemished,
Our ship is the best,
For we are the Pride of Chanur.

They’ve fired on the station, the jump-point and more,
They’re halting all trade, and they’ve started a war!
Great Gods, how enormous the trouble has grown
For the sake of one male of a species unknown.
Would we have done better to leave him alone?
Hell no, not the Pride of Chanur!

We are the Pride of Chanur,
Glossy of eye, fang and fur.
Our fame is unblemished,
Our ship is the best,
For we are the Pride of Chanur.

Artist: Leslie Fish
Album: Quarks And Quests
Release Date: 1986

SoTD: Oingo Boingo – Ain’t This The Life

09/25/2009 at 12:01 | In 1980s, Lyrics, Music, SoTD, Video | Leave a Comment

Livin’ way up now in a penthouse high
Our steaks are rare and our martini’s dry
Folks below they say it ain’t fair
Hell with them, I really don’t care
Joie de vivre, mon Amie
Ain’t this the life

Having a party on a big jet plane
I got so drunk that I could feel no pain
Hangin’ out in Acapulco,
Drinkin’ rum and sniffin’ co-co
Pretty senorita look this way
Dancing through the night
Everything’s alright
Girlfriend and a wife
Ain’t this the life, ain’t this the life
Ain’t this the life, baby, baby, baby . . .

Tropical island in the deep blue sea
The natives are friendly and the lobster’s free
Sipping cognac like a French king
Plenty of room, I own the whole thing
Joie de vivre, mon Amie
Ain’t this the life

Think I’ll go out now on a shopping spree
Breakfast in new York, dinner in Paris
Hangin’ out with Lynn and Suzie
Have a massage and a Jacuzzi
Climb into bed and see what’s on TV
Dancing through the night
Everything’s alright
Girlfriend and a wife . . .
Ain’t this the life, ain’t this the life
Ain’t this the life, tell me, tell me, tell me . . .

Artist: Oingo Boingo
Album: 10 Inch EP
Release Date: 1980

SoTD: Wall Of Voodoo – (Don’t Spill My) Courage

09/24/2009 at 00:01 | In 1980s, Lyrics, Music, SoTD, Video | Leave a Comment

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I was drunk on hooch four nights long
When I rolled underneath this mobile home
The folks woke up and drove away
Left me here with these two dead legs
Now I’m rolling, rolling, rolling
I’ve been rolling
And I roll to the switchyards
Roll past the cops
I roll to the boxcars
And I pick myself up
I roll through the nights
And I roll through the gates
I roll through the cities
And I roll through the states

This is my body
This is my blood
Sufficient I am to the day
The Lord took my legs
Now it won’t help if you pray
So don’t spill my courage away
No don’t spill my courage away

Well I know what you want from me
You need an interview for your christian TV
And prove to your viewers what a man can lose
You’ve got the wrath of God and losing confused
Cause I’ve been rolling, rolling, rolling
I’ve been rolling

You say my savior has forgotten me
You say my God has forsaken me
You say my savior has forgotten me
You say may God have pity on me

This is my body
This is my blood
Sufficient I am to the day
The Lord took my legs
Now it won’t help if you pray
So don’t spill my courage away
No don’t spill my courage away

Artist: Wall Of Voodoo
Album: Seven Days In Sammystown
Release Date: 1985

SoTD: Tears For Fears – Break It Down Again

09/23/2009 at 00:01 | In 1990s, Lyrics, Music, SoTD, Video | Leave a Comment

Here We Go!

Break it down again

So those are my dreams
And these are my eyes
Stand tall like a man
Head strong like a horse

When it’s all mixed up
Better break it down
In the world of secrets
In the world of sound

It’s in the way you’re always hiding from the light
See for yourself you have been sitting on a time bomb
No revolution maybe someone somewhere else
Could show you something new about you and your inner song
And all the love and all the love in the world
Won’t stop the rain from falling
Waste seeping underground
I want to break it down

Break it down again

So those are my schemes
And these are my plans
Hot tips for the boys
Fresh news from the force

When it’s all mixed up
Better break it down
In the world of silence
In the world of sound

" No sleep for dreaming" say the architects of life
Big bouncing babies, bread and butter can I have a slice
They make no mention of the beauty of decay
Blue, yellow, pink umbrella save it for a rainy day
And all the love and all the love in the world
Won’t stop the rain from falling
Waste seeping underground
I want to break it down

Horsin’ around
Pray to power
Play to the crowd with your big hit sound
And they won’t simmer won’t simmer, won’t simmer down
Play to the crowd
Pay to the crowd
Play yeah yeah

It’s in the way you’re always hiding from the light
Fast off to heaven just like Moses on a motorbike
No revolution maybe someone somewhere else
Could show you something new to help
With the ups and downs
I want to break it down
Break it down again

Break it down again
No more sleepy dreaming
No more building up
It is time to dissolve
Break it down it again
No more sleepy dreaming

Artist: Tears For Fears
Album: Elemental
Release Date: 1993

SoTD: The Geto Boys – Still

09/22/2009 at 00:01 | In 1990s, Lyrics, Music, SoTD, Video | Leave a Comment

Still….. Kill..
Still….. Kill..

(Willie D)
Back up in your ass with the Resurrection
Is the group harder than an erection
That shows more affection
They wanna ban us on capital hill
Cause its die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas

(Bushwhack Bill)
All along [still] it was the geto, nothing but the geto
Takin short steps one foot at a time and keep my head low
And never let go
Cause if I let go, then Ill be spineless
I’m goin’ insane!

(Scarface)
I think my mind just goes outta control
And judge your subjects muthafuckas read about
I touch on the shit that they be leavin’ out
I seen this muthafuckas .9 smokin’
I seen the same nigga with the .9 die with his eyes open
And simply what this means is
He didn’t know that every dog had his day
Until he seen his
I bet you muthafuckas will too
Because its die muthafucka, die muthafucka still fool

Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still fool
Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still

Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still fool
Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still

Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still fool
Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still

Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still fool
Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still

[I think its something in the water man, its just
Gotta be in the water]

(Bushwhack Bill)
Awwww fuck! chucks on a killing spree again
With guillotines for men
I walk around town with a frown on my face
Fuck the whole world, fixin’ to catch a murder case
The murder rate

(Scarface)
May increase if your caught up in the world
While its dyin’, I guarantee your fryin’ cause I am
On the verge of knockin’ muthafuckas out for no reason
Once I get down there’ll be no breathin’ it seems when
Muthafuckas wanna calm down, put his palm down
Seems I gots to lay the law down
Now its on pow what you to do? I’m askin’ you

(Willie D)
Step to face Ill break your ass in two, bastard you
Rather swim in some fuckin’ hot tar
Before you fuck wit Willie D cause what I got for
Your ass will make ya shit your meal
Cause its die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still

Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still fool
Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still

Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still fool
Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still

Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still fool
Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still

Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still fool
Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still

(Scarface)
How many niggas brought they irons tonight? [tell me]
How many niggas wanna ride tonight? [i do]
Pick out our victims when the time is right
We get they ass up off the corner cause they dyin’ tonight

(Willie D)
Niggas be all up in my mug
But its a different story when them muthafuckas coughing up blood
[when he died, looking in his eyes, was he as he cried]
I bust another cap in his ass and he died, time is 5

(Bushwhack Bill)
Niggas be shootin’ the gif like they for real
But when it jumps, they aint got no murder skills
So bill just, chops em down, watch em fall
And cut they ass head to toe, jaw to jaw

(Willie D)
But I’ma make your bitch ass holla
Cause I’ma put a hole in your head
The size of a half a dolla
[fuck around and get your cap peeled cause this is]
Die muthafucka, die muthafucka [kill]

Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still fool
Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still

Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still fool
Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still

Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still fool
Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still

Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still fool
Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still

Artist: The Geto Boys
Album: The Resurrection
Release Date: 1996

SoTD: SpongeBob Squarepants – The F.U.N. Song

09/21/2009 at 00:01 | In 1990s, Lyrics, Music, SoTD, Video | Leave a Comment

Speaking Part)

SpongeBob: It’s not about winning, it’s about fun!
Plankton: What’s that?
SpongeBob: Fun is when you…fun is…it’ like…it’s kinda…sorta like a…
What is fun?? HERE…Let me spell it for you!

SpongeBob:
F is for Friends who do stuff together.
U is for You and me.
N is for Anywhere and anytime at all.
Sea Creatures:
Down here in the deep blue sea!
Plankton:
F is for Fire that burns down the whole town.
U is for URANIUM…BOMBS!
N is for No survivors when you’re-

SpongeBob:
Plankton! Those things aren’t what fun is all about!
Now, do it like this,
F is for Friends who do stuff to-
Plankton:
Never! That’s completely idiotic!

SpongeBob:
Here, Let me help you…
F is for friends who do stuff together.
U is for You and me, TRY IT!
Plankton:
N is for Anywhere and anytime at all.
Sea Creatures:
Down here in the deep blue sea!
Plankton:
Wait…I don’t understand …I feel all tingly inside…
Should we stop?

SpongeBob:
No! That’s how you’re supposed to feel!
Plankton:
Well I like it! Lets do it again!

SpongeBob:
Okay!

SpongeBob & Plankton:
F is for Frolic through all the flowers.
U is for Ukulele.
N is for Nose picking, chewing gum, and sand licking.
Here with my best buddy.

(Laughing part)
Sea Creatures:
Down in the deep blue sea.

Artist: SBSP
Release Date: 1999

SoTD: Howard Lanin And His Orchestra – Black Bottom

09/20/2009 at 01:01 | In 1920s, Music, SoTD, Video | Leave a Comment

 

An oldie but a goodie from waaaay back in the day, 1926!

Artist: Howard Lanin And His Orchestra
Release Date: 1926
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