wednesday lyric

Because you all sing along.


“Don’t Stop Believin'”
Escape
Journey
Just a small town girl, livin in a lonely world
She took the midnight train goin anywhere
Just a city boy, born and raised in south detroit
He took the midnight train goin anywhere

A singer in a smokey room
A smell of wine and cheap perfume
For a smile they can share the night
It goes on and on and on and on

Strangers waiting, up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching in the night
Streetlight people, living just to find emotion
Hiding, somewhere in the night

Working hard to get my fill,
Everybody wants a thrill
Payin anything to roll the dice,
Just one more time
Some will win, some will lose
Some were born to sing the blues
Oh, the movie never ends
It goes on and on and on and on

(chorus)

Dont stop believin
Hold on to the feelin
Streetlight people

Kind of crummy video of a cover band doing a lame Journey medley. On second thought don’t click that.

latelyrics

here, take it.

The Jesus Lizard
“Then Comes Dudley” (youtube, fucking kickass)
Goat (google)

That woman’s crazy, she’s the mistress of a man who’s crazy too
That woman’s carryin’
Then comes Dudley
Dudley’s gonna do us all a favor and tear ’em both a new asshole
Dudley feels the time has come to swell his balloon
Dudley feels the time has come to clean this womb (wound)
That’s right Dudley, yeah
If it had a face I won’t (wanna) eat it, he said
If it had a face I won’t eat it, he said
Power of the pink he said (piggy’s head)
Power of the pink he said
That woman’s crazy, she’s the mistress of a man who’s crazy too
That woman’s carryin’
If it had a face I won’t eat it, he said
If it had a face I won’t eat it, he said
Power of the pink he said
Power of the pink he said
Power of the pink he said
Power of the pink he said

One of the coolest bands ever. I took a piss next to Dave Yow at Brick by Brick and told him drunkenly “You’re my hero” and he said “You shouldn’t tell me that while I have my dick in my hand.” Then I puked in a trashcan and punched a d00d in the grill and ran.

finally

nicely summed up “controversy” over “evolution” (i don’t think anti-evolutionists even understand it):

There aren’t two sides in this debate, unless you count presenting the facts as one side, and presenting a batshit insane lie as the other.

That’s basically the rightwing’s whole approach, to economics, to geopolitics, to science, to everything they do. “Well, now, you may have the facts and figures and pretty logic on your side, but I didn’t come from no monkey!

Wha? Of course not, asshole. Why would monkeys still be around? Anyways, read the link, it’s good stuff.

sigh

This shit is depressing. How do you “not believe” in evolution? It’s happening no matter what. To think that people reject the vast panorama of development for some fairy tale makes me want to vomit in my shoe. Both my shoes!

“No believing” in evolution is like not believing in…Gary Bussey. You can disbelieve all you want, but it won’t change the fact that he’s there, and that his mouth does not completely close. It’s just a fact.

wednesday lyric

charles sent me a lyric for a bad religion song, but i’ve hated bad religion my whole life, so no way. instead i’ll put up a Pinback song, because i opposite-hate them.

Pinback
“Bloods on Fire”
Summer in Abbadon

Brain to head. What is that for?
Vein to vein. Torn and Sore
Carpet so thick and worn
Blanketed, dark, and warm

Break the bed, Burn the floor
Heat to Head. Twisted. Sore
Accident. Never warned
Can’t explain. Nevermore

Calm yourself
Calm yourself
Bloods on fire
Bloods on fire
It’s not in the spark that’s not in your eye
Like we used to talk
It’s not in the phrase that’s not in the language
That we used to talk
Not in the face, you missed me
There
It’s not in the science that we didn’t learn
When we used to talk
Sit outside, penitence, just
Just let me know, Please say the words.

I’m alright, what was that sound?
Woke me up, now you’re around
Pick me up, drag me around
Don’t forget to breathe now

Calm yourself
Calm yourself
Bloods on fire
Bloods on fire

We all forgot
We’re all lost in Autumn

It’s not in the dead shocks that dropped underneath us
When we used the car
It’s not in the strings we didn’t pull
to move you around the floor
Where are you now?
Pacing a faceless maw somewhere vague
You’re not outside. You’re not inside. You’re not anymore
Where did you go?
Here’s to the pranks
we never pulled
And never will

Reading those lyrics doesn’t come close to showing how powerful a song this is. I’d recommend taking a listen. Pinback is seriously one of the best bands of all time, and I’d recommend a careful listening to anyone who likes music.

GOP sucks

I know I say it all the time. Roy Edroso put it into comedy summary form:

BROWNBACK: If you’re raped, you should have a baby.

ROMNEY: I am recently and totally pro-life.

TANCREDO: I hate Mexicans. These guys love Mexicans.

McCAIN: Well, at least Mexicans aren’t Muslims.

ROMNEY: Mexicans shouldn’t get a special pathway. Or doorway. Citizenship! (applause)

McCAIN: Why’s everyone looking at me? Abortion!

GIULIANI: I’m not soft. I’m hard! I’m America’s Mayor! We need tamper proof IDs! And a fence!

HUNTER: I built a motherfucking fence.

PAUL: We really fucked up in Iraq. (applause)

GIULIANI: 9/11! 9/11! (cheers, gunfire)

From James Wolcott

well now

I thought my answers were pretty reasonable, I don’t consider myself militantly anything, other than militantly pro-Constitution.

You scored as Militant Atheist, Willing to take theists to task, the Militant Atheist is someone who knows deep within themselves that there is no god and they want to tell you all about how they know. Even though they’re as annoying in their own way as militant theists, this is often a phase of development and doesn’t tend to last very long. If it does, they’re in danger of becoming an Angry Atheist and making everyone uncomfortable.

Militant Atheist

67%

Angry Atheist

58%

Apathetic Atheist

58%

Scientific Atheist

58%

Spiritual Atheist

50%

Agnostic

25%

Theist

17%

What kind of atheist are you?
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Via Pharyngula

falwell ‘n’ lyrics

Liberty U student made some napalm and brought it to Falwell’s funeral. The reason? Fred Phelps, of the Westboro Baptist Church, which was picketing Falwell for being… a friend of gays. Rrrright. Anyone need any more evidence that Phelps is nuttier than a fuckin huge tractor trailer full of fruitcakes? The special “Extra nuts for nut-lovers!” variety of fruitcake? With boxes made out of nuts?

Fuck you Fred Phelps

, and you too, Falwell. If there was a god, and it was anything like your biblical views, you’d both rot forever screaming in hell.

Hm. What kind of lyric today?

Jerry Falwell’s God
Roy Zimmerman
“Homeland”, 2004

Jerry Falwell’s god was standing by the elevator while we were talking about the party, so we had to invite him.

Secretly, we were all wishing that he wouldn’t come, because he’s vengeful and jealous and he tends to smite people.

And, of course, he knew we were thinking that, so it made him all the more determined to show up and punish us.

And I wanted to invite my god, but I couldn’t find him.

But, Jerry Falwell’s god is hard to miss… the gossamer robe and the beard down to here, and the button that says, “What would Jesus do?”

And sure enough, day of the party, there he was at the door.

And he spoke, spaketh he, saying, “I AM COME.”

And I knew there was a joke there… but Jerry Falwell’s god will not be mocked.

So I said, “Come in.”

Jerry Falwell’s god
Jerry Falwell’s god
Huh!

Now, I’m no heavenly host, but I throw a decent party, and there were people of all kinds there — black, white, Swedish, Norwegian, the whole human spectrum.

And right away, Jerry Falwell’s god found the two people who would listen to him and began spaking in a voice so loud, it made the Beastie Boys sound like the Vienna Boys Choir.

And he made the lame to walk.

And these were my friends, so they were still lame, but they could walk.

And he turned the loaves to fishes, and the Oreos to Hydrox.

And he divided up the room, divided he, saying “Gays here, lesbians here, pagans here, abortionists, feminists, civil libertarians, People for the American Way,” and frankly, some of us did not know where to stand.

I went with the lesbians.

Jerry Falwell’s god
Jerry Falwell’s god
Huh!

And he pointed his huge finger at each group in turn, saying, “I blame you, and you, and you, who have secularized society and cast me out of the town square,” and I thought, “Man you are the town square.”

He said, “Lo, I have lifted the Veil of Protection, for the end days are here, and the judgment is nigh, where I will draw the faithful to heaven and will leave the unrepentant to walk a desolate earth.” And I thought, “More polyester for the rest of us.”

And he spat fire, and he rained toads, and he brought forth seven bowls of seven plagues, and finally I just said, “Look, I’ll tell you one thing Jesus would not do.

Jesus would not wreck a guy’s party.

And Jesus would not preach hate.

And Jesus would not stand in the rubble and say, ‘I told you so.’

And Jesus would not use an international catastrophe to score points for some misogynistic, narrow, homophobic, anti-Semitic interpretation of his life and teaching.

And if people are jealous and judgmental and vengeful and violent, maybe it’s because you made them in your image.

And if people have cast you out of the town square, maybe it’s because you are a finger-pointing, moralizing, rageaholic, stone drag who gives deities a bad name!

And if people have turned away from your word, maybe it’s because you have spinach in your teeth!”

And he smote me.

Jerry Falwell’s god
Jerry Falwell’s god
Huh!