Teach Me

April Stevens - Teach Me Tiger

Teach me tiger i would kiss you.. wa wa wa wah
Show me tiger i΄ll would kiss you.. wa wa wa wah
Take my lips, they belong to you..
But teach me first, teach me what to do..

Touch me tiger when i΄m close to you wa wa wa wa wa
Help me tiger i dont know what to do wa wa wa wah
I know that you could love me to
But show me first, show me what to do
This is the first love, that i have ever known
What must i do to make you my wery own.. ?

Teach me tiger and i will teeease you wa wa wa wah
Tiger tiger i wanna squeeze you wa wa wa wah
All of my love I will give to you
But teace me TIGER.. or i΄ll teach you

ooh.. tiger .. tiigeeR.. tigrrrR..

The Purple Bottle - Animal Collective

I've gotta big big big big heart beat, yeah
I think you are the sweetest thing
I wear a coat of feelings and they are loud
I've been having good days
Think we are the right age
To start out own peculiar ways
With good friendly homes?
You get me freaked freaked freaked on preakness
Never met a girl that likes to drink with horses
Knows her chinese ballet
Must admit you smell like fruity nuts and good grains
When you show my purple gaze
A thing or two at night
Make me sick sick sick to kiss you and I think that i woud vomit
But I'll do that on mondays i dont have a work way
I like it when I bump you an accident's a truth gate
I'm humbled in your pretty lense
I'll hold you dont you go
Sometimes you're quiet and sometimes I'm quiet. Hallelujah!
Sometimes I'm talkative and sometimes you're not talkative, I know....

Well i'd like to spread your perfume around the old apartment
Could we live together and agree on the same wares?
A trapeze is a bird cage even if its empty and defintintely fits the room
And we would toooo

And my dear dear dear khalana
I talk too much about you
Their ears are getting tired of me singing all the night through
Lets just talk together
You and me and me and you
And if theres nothing much to say
Well, silence is a bore

I've gotta big big big big heart beat, yeah
I think you are the sweetest thing
I wear a coat of feelings and they are loud
I've been having good days
Think we are the right age
To start out own peculiar ways
With good friendly homes?

Sometimes you're quiet and sometimes I'm quiet hallelujah
Sometimes I'm talkative and sometimes you're not talkative i know....
Sometimes you hear me when others they can't hear me. Hallelujah!
Sometimes I'm naked and thank god Sometimes you're naked. Well, hello.....

Can I tell you that you are the purple in me?
Can I call you just to hear you, would you care?
When I saw you put your purple finger on me
There's a feelin' in your bottle
Found your bottle, found your heart
Gives a feeling from your bottled little part
(Repeat)

Hey oooooo

Gotta crush high
Thought I crushed all I could
Crushed all I can then I touched your hand
Crush high
Dont want it to stop
Cause stories of your brother make my crush high pop
And you couldnt really know cause its in my toes
And sometimes i wonder whered that crush high go
Crush high then i go and take some pills
Cause i cant do all of my dos and still feel ill
You get that whooooooo (x8)
(Repeat twice)

...

And the week never starts around here
I'll raise my cider and you'll raise your beer...

September Blues

A Thousand Times No

Death Cab for Cutie - 405

I took the 405 and drove a stake down into your center,
and stated that it's never ever been better than this.
I hung my favorite shirt on the floorboard, wrinkled up from
pulling pushing and tasting, tasting...

You keep twisting the truth
that keeps me thrown askew.

Misguided by the 405 'cause it lead me to an alcoholic summer.
I missed the exit to your parents' house hours ago.
Red wine and the cigarettes: hide your bad habits underneath the patio.

You keep twisting the truth
that keeps me thrown askew.

You keep twisting the truth
that keeps me thrown askew.

....

Hallelujah - Jeff Buckley

i heard there was a secret chord
that david played and it pleased the lord
but you don't really care for music, do you
well it goes like this the fourth, the fifth
the minor fall and the major lift
the baffled king composing hallelujah

hallelujah...

well your faith was strong but you needed proof
you saw her bathing on the roof
her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
she tied you to her kitchen chair
she broke your throne and she cut your hair
and from your lips she drew the hallelujah

hallelujah...

baby i've been here before
i've seen this room and i've walked this floor
i used to live alone before i knew you
i've seen your flag on the marble arch
but love is not a victory march
it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah

hallelujah...

well there was a time when you let me know
what's really going on below
but now you never show that to me do you
but remember when i moved in you
and the holy dove was moving too
and every breath we drew was hallelujah

well, maybe there's a god above
but all i've ever learned from love
was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you
it's not a cry that you hear at night
it's not somebody who's seen the light
it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah

hallelujah...

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There Is No Ending - Arab Strap

Not everything must end
Not every romance must descend
Not every lover's pact decays
Not every sad mistake replays

If you can love my growing gut
My rotten teeth and greying hair
Then I can guarantee I'll do
The same as long as you can bear
If you love my little poofy hands
My skinny arms and reeking feet
The way I dance, the way I eat
If you love the morning spots I try
And squeeze before you're up to see
Each torn ankle, each weak knee

But still my moods must swing
To solitude I must still cling
And you won't love me every day
And suffer many a display

But plates may smash and doors may slam
My comments may be less than kind
But that won't mean I've changed my mind
I'm a huffy prick the best of times
I love to sulf and shout and squeal
But please don't doubt the way I feel
Cause when the Sun burns up the earth
Our progeny will raise a can
Here's to where it all began
And every day I hear the world
Is cracking up, the end is near
I hear we all should live in fear

Bullies, burglers, paedophiles
Bird flu and passive smoke
(They're coming!)
Volcanoes, earthquakes, tidal waves
Heart disease and strokes
(They're coming!)
Terrorists with homemade bombs
And factions everywhere
(They're coming!)
They're drinking in the street
And they could steal your home
And I don't care!

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Consumption

Talking Romantic

Stray Talk by Maximo Park

It's dark but I don't want to find the light,
And I can't close my eyes,
The only one you really trust,
Is the one who always lets you down,
It's not my place to give advice,
When all I've done was make mistakes,
I didn't mean to tell you everything,
And anyway, well it's too late in the day

Stray talk all alone,
Swinging in and out of view,
I'm flailing round the room,
And I'm staring out at you

Don't burn your hand when you turn out the light,
Your cheek is turning red,
You always wake me with your warmth,
And your arms wrapped around my neck,
The broken silence lasts for seconds,
And normal service is resumed,
I didn't mean to tell you anything,
And anyhow, well it's too soon for that now

Stray talk all alone,
Swinging in and out of view,
Well I'm flailing round the room,
And I'm staring out at you

You sat there looking like a prize,
So I went back on what I'd said,
And now we're both left out to dry,
Put out to sea and left to drift,

We're drifting out to sea, we're drifting out to sea
You said the leaves are like that day,
And now they're dead and charred

Stray talk all alone,
Swinging in and out of view,
Well I'm flailing round the room,
And I'm staring out at you...

According To Merriam-Webster. Not Really.

Exams= stress, watching movies you hardly like for a break, chain-smoking, inability to conceive of life after the exams, inability to stop thinking about life after the exams, anxiety, preoccupation with the most minimal things, staring at the walls, texting for the sake of texting, eating for the sake of eating, sleeping for the sake of sleeping, taking showers for the sake of taking showers, insomnia, lack of desire to just get down to it, lack of desire to go out, lack of desire to stay in, obsession with the news, the lack of creative obsession, the lack of duty, the lack of sleep, the lack of food, the lack of concentration, the void of the minute.

Free, Open Internet?

Thank you, A. for bringing this to my attention. Now I'm more pissed than ever. What's Lessig saying about this? What's McChesney saying about this?

Innocent When You Dream?

More like Eighties Fan, Green Typewriters, Piazza, Funny Little Frog
More like hanging out in 2 bedroom apartments
More like More Than This
More like Daydream Believer
More like looking for part-time jobs online
More like The Last Days of the Suicide Kid
More like Everyone Says I Love You
More like The Shy Retirer
More like dreaming of our garden
More like Moon River, Waterloo Bridge, days by the fireplace
More like Pleasant Street, I'll Stop the World and Melt With You, You Can Never Hold Back Spring
More like Dancing In the Moonlight, Watch You Drink, Books Written For Girls
More like hanging out like this...

Today.

Studying for Exams, Looking for a Flat: Multi-tasking in a Postmodern Era...

And this picture sums it up perfectly.
Yesterday was a great day.

More Obscure Than Ever

I just LOVE gigs. I, pure, straight, love them. And recently I've developed a love for Camera Obscura so I was beautifully taken by surprise when I found out the were playing at the Luminaire.. So, I left the library and headed to Kilburn with T. only to find out that it was... SOLD OUT!


I really, purely hate the phrase 'sold out'.

A couple of Jack Daniels to clear my throat

A couple of Jack Daniels to clear my throat,
a third or fifth one to help me walk.
A dash of tequila shots on the side
I gaze upon such a delight.
I write poems about booze
to feel, to know, to give, to lose.
I write poetry of no sense
for joy, for merry and for nonsense.
Once I wrote a longer one
called something about an ex-alcoholic- it was fun!
An empty bottle looks at me
I got it eight months ago in Crete
I haven't touched it ever since
You wouldn't believe me if I flinched!!!!

Press Freedom my @$$

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If This Isn't Creepy, What Is?

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