Way to go Mr. Microphone
Show us all what you don't know
Centuries secret societies
He's our commander still
Space Dog
So sure we were on something
Your feet are finally on the ground
He said so sure
We were on something
Your feet are just on the ground girl
Rain and snow our engines have been receiving
Your eager call there's colonel Dirtyfishydishcloth
He'll distract her good don't worry so
And to the one you thought was on your side
She can't understand she truly believes the lie
Lemon Pie
He's coming through
Our commander still
Space Dog
Lines secure
Space Dog
Deck the halls I"m young again
I'm you again
Racing turtles
The grapefruit is winning
Seems I keep getting this story twisted
So where's Neil when you need him
Deck the halls it's you again
It's you again
Somewhere someone must know the ending
Is she still pissing in the river
Now heard she'd gone
Moved into a trailer park
So sure we were on something
(So sure those girls now are in the Navy)
Your feet are finally on the ground
(those bombs, our friends, can't even hurt you now)
He said so sure we were on something
(and hold those tears cause they're still on your side)
Your feet are just on the ground girl
(don't hear the dogs barking)
So sure we were on something
(Don't say you know we've gone, Andromeda)
Your feet are finally on the ground
(stood with those girls before)
He said so sure we were on something
(the hair in pairs it just got nasty)
Your feet are just on the ground girl
(and now those girls are gone)
The right hand grips, the left hand slides. The pennies drop,
the boxes glide. It never stops. She worked the line
blind. Folded, pushed, . . . A pirhouette. No thought, no joy,
no regrets. A cigarette was hanging from a cord and
every thousand boxes she'd suck her reward and find
her island. But the siren howled. The whip cracked
anda pre-packed mountain pressed her neck. She'd
switch to frantic, automatic. Clear the decks. Turn on,
tune in--machine was humming omm. Neon. Flashing
laser blade was scratching OBEY! No rest, no play.
No time. She worked the line. The pay was fine.
She'd find her island in July and find a rock to
sit on quietly humming ommmm. The pay was fine. She
worked the line. She'd find her island in July and
find a rock to sit on quietly humming OBEY . . .
By fnord12 | January 24, 2008, 8:01 AM | Music|Link
It's rare to see any music ads in a comic book, and i find it especially odd to see one for the Mothers of Invention. I wonder if it worked.
Note that you can't order the albums directly. You have to write to them, and presumably you get a catalogue back, and then you can send away for the album and then they ship it to you.
In a time of amazon.com, let alone iTunes, that seems like an awfully long time to have to wait for music.
Our first gig! Come check us out with the great band Fun Machine at the Old Franklin Schoolhouse. The event is organized by NJ Prog House, which specializes in organizing progressive rock events. We're playing on Saturday, February 16th. Doors open at 6:30 pm. Tickets are $20 at the door, but $15 if you buy them in advance so got to NJ Prog House and get 'em now.
By fnord12 | January 17, 2008, 10:30 PM | Music|Link
The wall on which the prophets wrote
Is cracking at the seams.
Upon the instruments if death
The sunlight brightly gleams.
When every man is torn apart
With nightmares and with dreams,
Will no one lay the laurel wreath
As silence drowns the screams.
Between the iron gates of fate,
The seeds of time were sown,
And watered by the deeds of those
Who know and who are known;
Knowledge is a deadly friend
When no one sets the rules.
The fate of all mankind I see
Is in the hands of fools.
Confusion will be my epitaph.
As I crawl a cracked and broken path
If we make it we can all sit back
and laugh.
But I fear tomorrow I'll be crying,
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying.
By fnord12 | January 17, 2008, 10:10 AM | Music|Link
"Girl Power is back and stronger than ever". With these words the Spice Girls announced they are to reform and embark on a world tour, six years after they split up and the day after a line was drawn under the era they helped to define.
...
After months of rumoured negotiations, all five members of the band - Posh, Ginger, Scary, Baby and Sporty, to use their original nicknames - have agreed to the reunion, which will see them embark on a 11 date world tour next December that will include stops in London, New York, Beijing and Buenos Aires.
I like this bit best:
When asked her opinion of Gordon Brown, however, it took Mel C to explain to Mel B who he was.
I think Peter Garrett might be a little tied up for the next few years.
Former Midnight Oil front man Peter Garrett has been appointed environment minister by Australian Prime Minister-elect Kevin Rudd, it was reported Thursday.
