Chicks Dig Scars » Lyrics

The blogger who kicked the hornet’s nest

emile — Sun, 29 Jan 2012 19:05:05 +0000

Some lyrics from an album of a band that I recently discovered, The Black Keys. Shame, the silly man

I started catching up on some sleep after a full weekend’s climbing. Bliss. I really don’t know why I have this aversion to resting – best I could come up with so far is Cat Stevens’ “It’s hard to stay calm when you’ve found something going on” – so many things to do and so little time. I’ve realised how quickly time passes and I want to hold on.

But, one has to find a balance or else you’re trading quality for quantity. I only realised how tired I was when I tried to sit & watch a movie this afternoon and could barely make it through the first 10 minutes.

I digress, here’s the juicy stuff:

“Well I’m so above you
and it’s plain to see
but I came to love you any way…
So you pulled my heart out and I don’t mind bleedin’

She’s gonna want to explode
It comes screaming out
In an electric shout

She’s the worst thing
I’ve been addicted to

(but) I run right back
Run right back to her“

The end of something

emile — Wed, 25 Jan 2012 14:28:25 +0000

“I don’t step on witches
When they crawl across my floor
And if I saw your body
Burning in the street
I’d put you out with gasoline
And when the garbage
Piles up past my knees
And the rats are running free
I’ll say we’re even
And you’ll know that it’s
The end of something”
~ Rollins Band

Jesus built my hotrod

emile — Tue, 13 Dec 2011 13:56:17 +0000

Soon I discovered that this rock thing was true:
Jerry Lee Lewis was the devil. Jesus was an architect previous to his career as a prophet.
All of a sudden, I found myself in love with the world. So there was only one thing that I could do,
ding a ding dang my dang a long ling long
Ding dang a dong bong bing bong
Ministry.

The dark side

emile — Thu, 18 Aug 2011 21:11:13 +0000

From the ShadowClub song “Block 16″ – “There’s a better way to the dark side of me”

That just caught me. What constitutes a better a way to a bad place? Does it mean it’s quicker or slower? Darker? More painful? Do you get psycho-analyzed on the way there? Tied up and & whipped? Is there a tour guide with useful info? Do you get meds? Does your meds get taken from you? Smoking or non-smoking?

Yeah, I over think things.

Loverman

emile — Thu, 18 Aug 2011 20:51:32 +0000

The deliciously wicked “Loverman”, originally recorded by Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, covered by Metallica

L is for LOVE, baby
O is for ONLY you that I do
V is for loving VIRTUALLY everything that you are
E is for loving almost EVERYTHING that you do
R is for RAPE me
M is for MURDER me
A is for ANSWERING all of my prayers
N is for KNOWING your loverman’s going to be the answer to all of yours

I’ll say it again
L is for LOVE, baby
O is for OH yes I do
V is for VIRTUE, so I ain’t gonna hurt you
E is for EVEN if you want me to
R is for RENDER unto me, baby
M is for that which is MINE
and
A is for ANY old how, darling
and
N is for ANY old time

The complete transcription below, over & out…

(Originally recorded by Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds)

There’s a devil waiting outside your door (How much longer?)
There’s a devil waiting outside your door (How much longer?)
And he’s bucking and braying and pawing at the floor (How much longer?)
And he’s howling with pain, crawling up the walls (How much longer?)
There’s a devil waiting outside your door (How much longer?)
And he’s weak with evil and broken by the world (How much longer?)
And he’s shouting your name and asking for more (How much longer?)
There’s a devil waiting outside your door (How much longer?)

Loverman! Since the world began
Forever, amen, till the end of time, yeah
Take off that dress, oh
I’m coming down, yeah
I’m your loverman, yeah
’cause I am what I am what I am what I am what I am

Loverman! Till the bitter end
While the empires burn down
Forever and ever and ever, ever, amen
I’m your loverman
So help me, baby
So help me, baby
’cause I am what I am what I am what I am what I am
I’m your loverman

There’s a devil crawling along your floor (How much longer?)
There’s a devil crawling along your floor (How much longer?)
With a trembling heart, he’s coming through your door (How much longer?)
With his straining sex in his jumping paw (How much longer?)
Ooh, there’s a devil crawling along your floor (How much longer?)
And he’s old and he’s stupid and he’s hungry and he’s sore
And he’s blind and he’s lame and he’s dirty and he’s poor
Gimme more, gimme more, gimme more, gimme more, gimme more, gimme more (How much longer?)
There’s a devil crawling along your floor

Loverman! Haha! And here I stand
Forever, amen
’cause I am what I am what I am what I am, hey
Forgive me, baby
My hands are tied
And I got no choice, no, no, no, no
I got no choice, no choice at all

Loverman! Yeah, yeah, yeah! I got a masterplan, yeah
To take off your dress, yeah
And be your man, be your man, hey
Seize the throne, haha
Seize the mantle
Seize that crown, yeah
’cause I am what I am what I am what I am, that’s I am
I’m your loverman

There’s a devil laying by your side (How much longer?)
There’s a devil laying by your side (How much longer?)
You might think he’s asleep, but take a look at his eyes (How much longer?)
And he wants you, darling, to be his bride (How much longer?)
Yeah, there’s a devil laying by your side (How much longer?)

Loverman! Loverman! Loverman!
I’ll be your loverman!
Till the end of the time!
Till the empires burn down!
Forever, amen
I’ll be your loverman
I’ll be your loverman
I’m your loverman
I’m your loverman
Yeah, I’m your loverman
I’m your loverman
Loverman
I’m your loverman
I’m your loverman
I’m your loverman
Yeah, I’m your loverman
Yes, I’m your loverman
Loverman
Loverman
Loverman
Forever, amen
Loverman
Loverman (How much longer?)

Write me an alibi

emile — Fri, 05 Aug 2011 10:33:55 +0000

I went to see the doctor
He said, “You’re pretty sick
You got some real bad habits
You’d better stop right quick

I said, “Doctor that’s real bad news
Don’t know what I’m gonna do”

Doctor, there’s nothin’ wrong with me
Doctor, doctor, can’t you see?
Doctor, I ain’t gonna die
Just write me an alibi

I went to see a shaman
He said, “You’ll be alright
Just keep doin’ what you love
Every single night”

I said that’s what I need to hear
[Incomprehensible] my childish fears

Doctor, [Incomprehensible]
Doctor, doctor, my, oh, my
Doctor, you’re the one for me
That’s the mojo that I need

Don’t you know that I feel alright?
Doin’ what I do
I ain’t gonna tow the line
Not ’til I turn blue

All I got is one short life
That’s what people say
And I ain’t gonna waste a second
Doin’ what you say

I won’t be the one you like
I won’t be the boy next door
I won’t be the chosen one
That’s not what I’m here for

I don’t like the way you are
I despise what you hold, dear
Don’t you try to make me change
I’ll haunt you for a thousand years

Doctor, don’t you don’t you talk that way
Doctor, don’t you don’t you waste my day
Doctor, stay away from me
Sick is what I’d rather be

Doctor, doctor, doctor, death
Doctor, doctor out of breath
Doctor, I ain’t gonna die
Just write me an alibi

(Slash & Lemmy Kilmeister)

Karma Chameleon

emile — Wed, 27 Jul 2011 17:37:45 +0000

Didn’t hear your wicked words every day
and you used to be so sweet,
I heard you say that my love was an addiction.
When we cling our love is strong.
When you go you’re gone forever.
You string along, you string along.

Loving would be easy if your colors were like my dreams,
red gold and green, red gold and green.

Every day is like survival,
you’re my lover, not my rival

(Culture Club)

Say you’ll haunt me

emile — Fri, 01 Apr 2011 13:33:33 +0000

Heard this on the radio this morning, pretty good as far as poor-mistreated-me love songs go

Say you’ll haunt me – Stone Sour

Little supernovas in my head
Little soft pulses in my dead
Little souvenirs and secrets shared
Little off guard and unprepared

I was never good enough to find
I was never bad enough to mind
In the middle I will do my best
Take me in your arms and leave the rest

I will give you anything to:

Say you want to stay, you want me too
Say you’ll never die, you’ll always haunt me
I want to know I belong to you
Say you’ll haunt me

Together, together we’ll be together, together forever

Little variations on my page
Little doors open on my cage
Little time has come and gone so far
Little by little who you are

I can see the patterns on your face
I can see the miracles I trace
Symmetry in shadows I can’t hide
I just want to be right by your side

I will give you everything to:

Say you want to stay, you want me too
Say you’ll never die, you’ll always haunt me
I want to know I belong to you
Say you’ll haunt me

Together, together we’ll be together, together forever
I belong to you

Moving on

emile — Wed, 16 Mar 2011 09:27:29 +0000

I have this nervous tingling feeling in my stomach today and I’m not quite sure why. Everything is pretty much as it should be: a slight lull at work, no looming deadlines and the move is going well, even if only for all the exercise I get from going up & down the stairs again and again and again. Usually I just LOVE overcast rainy weather, but today it’s just too uncertain – dark clouds, but the sun is still out. Looks like it might rain, or maybe not – it’s all up in the air.

There goes my stuff:

“I know that you believe you understand what you think I said, but I’m not sure you realize that what you heard is not what I meant.”- Robert McCloskey

Definitely a “Wicked Wednesday” ©®™ – all the symptoms are there. I have an endorphin low, a motivational gap, in a gumption trap: I’m feeling melancholy and mean (read to the beat of Ludo’s “Love me dead”:

“Love me cancerously
Like a salt-sore soaked in the sea
‘High-maintenance’ means
You’re a gluttonous queen
Narcissistic and mean

Kill me romantically
Fill my soul with vomit
Then ask me for a piece of gum
Bitter and dumb, you’re my sugarplum
You’re awful, I love you

She moves through moonbeams slowly
She knows just how to hold me
And when her edges soften
Her body is my coffin

I know she drains me slowly
She wears me down to bones in bed
Must be the sign on my head
That says, oh, love me dead, love me dead

You’re a faith-healer on TV
You’re an office park without any trees
Corporate and cold, gushing with gold
Leave me alone

You suck so passionately
You’re a parasitic, psycho, filthy creature
Finger-bangin’ my heart, you call me a drunk
Does the fun ever start? You’re hideous and sexy

Love me cancerously
How’s your new boy?
Does he know about me?
You’ve got the mark of the beast
You’re born of a jackal, you’re beautiful”

Nothing a zombie massacre in our lunchtime Left 4 Dead session won’t cure. I’ll be back…

Well said….

emile — Fri, 28 Aug 2009 09:55:28 +0000

Some random lyrics I like to kick off the weekend

	“And it feels right this time On his crash course with the big time Paid no mind to the distant thunder Today filled his head with wonder… boy Then it comes to be that the soothing light At the end of your tunnel Was just a freight train comin your way” Metallica – “No leaf clover”

“Sucker love is heaven sent. You pucker up, our passion’s spent. My heart’s a tart, your body’s rent. My body’s broken, yours is bent. Carve your name into my arm. Instead of stressed, I lie here charmed. Cuz there’s nothing else to do, Every me and every you.” Placebo – “Every me and every you”

	“Well I’m not paralyzed But, I seem to be struck by you I want to make you move Because you’re standing still If your body matches What your eyes can do You’ll probably move right through Me on my way to you” Finger Eleven – “Paralyzer”