Saturday, January 9, 2010

i love/hate that little game



Crying Lightning - Arctic Monkeys

Outside the café by the cracker factory,
You were practising a magic trick,
And my thoughts got rude, as you talked and chewed,
On the last of your pick and mix.

Said your mistaken if you thinking that I am gun’ go cold before
As you bit into your strawberry lace,
And then a flip in your attention in the form of a gobstopper,
Is all you have left and all is going to waste.

Your past-times, consisted of the strange,
And twisted and deranged,
And I love that little game you had called,
Crying lightning,
And how you like to aggravate the ice-cream man on rainy afternoons.



The next time that I caught my own reflection,
It was on its way to meet you,
Thinking of excuses to postpone.
You never look like yourself from the side,
But your profile did not hide,
The fact you knew I was approaching your throne.

With folded arms you occupy the bench like toothache
Saw them, puff your chest out like you never lost a war.
And though I try so not to suffer the indignity of a reaction
There was no cracks to grasp or gaps to claw.

And your past-times, consisted of the strange,
And twisted and deranged,
And I hate that little game you had called,
Crying lightning,
And how you like to aggravate the icky man on rainy afternoons.

Uninviting,
But not half as impossible as everyone assumes,
You are crying lightning.

Your past-times, consisted of the strange,
And twisted and deranged,
And I hate that little game you had called,
Crying lightning,
Crying lightning,
Crying lightning,
Crying lightning.

Your past-times, consisted of the strange,
And twisted and deranged,
And I hate that little game you had called,
Cry-ing.

Friday, January 8, 2010

this is rising to the clouds

i know i quoted this song on an earlier post but here it is in full because i'm seeing passion pit tonight at terminal 5. SOOOO EXCITED! This is from their first album, chunk of change. I know for sure these lyrics aren't accurate but i corrected them as best i could...



Better Things - Passion Pit

that was our fifth song,
and i hope you enjoyed it,
now this would be our best song you have ever heard,
the dirt bikes going on stage. thank you.

you're gonna drive me crazy
you're gonna drive me mad
you got an angel on your shoulder
makin hairpins outta glass

i believe in believing
the things that we don't see
and the skin violin is where the neighbors wont read meals
and the family heirloom jewelery
with sets and heaps of thieves
will cast down things
that you've never even
seen like the gods
like the glory like the stories
that your fathers set before you
ride the tiger round the kingdom
oh no oh no
oh no there's a meeting in the canyons
oh no this is rising to the clouds

you're gonna drive me crazy
you're gonna drive me mad
you got an angel on your shoulder
makin hairpins outta glass

baby don't be unhappy
baby don't be sad
better things are coming
i swear there's truth in that

i'm shooting off the cannons
of the clouds begin to flow
and the baskets weave but the ones we'll never keep
just pretend that things are mobile and will never stay put
and the way we were the day we climbed to the top of the
steeple with its people spewing angels out their mouths and letting tables turn to charcoal in the lipstick and the lipstick in the evening (oh no)
oh no we were waving like the trees
oh no then they brought us to the sky

you're gonna drive me crazy
you're gonna drive me mad
you got an angel on your shoulder
makin hairpins outta glass

baby don't be unhappy
baby don't be sad
better things are coming
i swear there's truth in that

two or three times the bell will ring
but when we look for better things
we search or miss what has happened
i felt it crash upon your skin
i find it hard to believe there's more
of these things behind the door
do you miss me like i miss you
do i miss you like you miss me

you're gonna drive me crazy
you're gonna drive me mad
you got an angel on your shoulder
makin hairpins outta glass

baby don't be unhappy
baby don't be sad
better things are coming
i swear there's truth in that
x2