Busdriver — Casting Agents And Cowgirls
I used to say, fuck it. Wouldn’t placate the functionaries, too busy making playdates with buxom secretaries. But I hope that my homies don’t laugh. My choreographed dance steps are a little effeminate for a sociopath.
Radical Face — Welcome Home
Sheets are swaying from an old clothesline like a row of captured ghosts over old dead grass. Was never much but we made the most. Welcome home.
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Black Moth Super Rainbow — Spinning Cotton Candy In A Shack Made Of Shingles
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Black Moth Super Rainbow — Forever Heavy
Laying in the sun. You were doing all kinds, you were chewing all the gum. You were doing all kinds of- Laying in the field.
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Source: SoundCloud / Spindle Music
Cuckoo Cuckoo by Animal Collective
from Strawberry Jam (2007)And I can’t hold what’s in my hand
Don’t do any good to say this isn’t what I planned
And little kids sliding down the steel park slide
Little kids can’t play with things that died
Sometimes all I want is one favorite song
And two to three minutes don’t seem so long
And where’s my mom I want to hold her tight
She’s so far away from crowded nights
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Source: kindlesong-archive
Oliver Bernet — The Eye of The Tiger (Version Éditée)
Don’t lose your grip on the dreams of the past. You must fight just to keep them alive.
Arcade Fire — My Body Is A Cage
I’m standing on the stage of fear and self-doubt. It’s a hollow play but they’ll clap anyway.
They Might Be Giants — The Mesopotamians
In Mesopotamia (no one’s ever seen us), the kingdom where we secretly reign (and no one’s ever heard of our band), the land where we invisibly rule.
The New Pornographers — Challengers
“Be safe,” you say, “Whatever the mess you are, you’re mine, okay?
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