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danger danger! high voltage!

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Hey Jack, what's happenin'?
Oh, I don't know. Well, rumor around town says you think you might be
heading down to the shore. Uh, yeah, I think I'm goin' down to the
shore. Whatcha gonna do down there? Uh, I don't know, play some video
games, buy some Def Leppard t-shirts. Hey, don't forget to get your Motley
Crue t-shirt, y'know, all proceeds go to get their lead singer out of jail.
Uh huh. Hey, you gonna check out the sand bar while you're there? Uh,
what's the Sand Bar? Oh, it's this place that lets sixteen year-old kids
drink. Oh, cool. Y'know who's gonna be there? Uh, who? My favorite cover
band, Crystal Shit. Oh. Yeah, they do a Doors show, you'd be really
impressed, in fact, it goes a little like this:

Love me two times baby
Love me twice today (short musical pause)
Love me two times girl
Cause I got AIDS
Love me two times baby, once for tomorrow, once cause I got AIDS

Wow, Pretty good Jim Morrison impersonation there.
Yeah, I hope those guys have a good sense of humor and don't take us to court.
Uh, what's the court?
Never mind that,
(interupts)Oh, you mean like the People's Court?
Well, that's another story; the important thing here is you gotta ask me
how I'm gonna get down to the shore.
Uh, how you gonna get down to the shore?
Funny you should ask, I've got a car now.
Oh wow, how'd you get a car?
Oh my parents drove it up here from the Bahamas.
You're kidding!
I must be, the Bahamas are islands, okay, the important thing now, is
that you ask me what kind of car I have.
Uh, what kinda car do ya' got?
I've got a

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There was a wealthy merchant, in London he did dwell
He had a Beautiful daughter, the truth to you we'll tell
Oh the truth to you we'll tell

She had sweethearts a plenty, and men of high degree
But none but Jack the sailor, her true love ever be
Oh her true love ever be

Jackie's gone a sailing, with trouble on his mind
He's left his native country and his darling girl behind
Oh his darling girl behind

She went down to a tailor shop and dressed in man's array
She climbed on board a vessel to convey herself away
Oh convey herself away

Before you get on board sir, your name we'd like to know
She smiled on her countenance, they called me Jack-A-Roe
Oh they called me Jack-A-Roe

I see your waist is slender, your fingers they are small
Your cheeks too red and rosy to face the cannonball
Oh to face the cannonball

I know my waist's to slender, my fingers they are small
but it would not make me tremble to see ten thousand fall
Oh to see ten thousand fall

The war soon being over she went and looked around
among the dead and wounded her darling boy she found
Oh her darling boy she found

She picked him up on in her arms and carried him to the town
she sent for a physician to quickly heal his wounds
Oh to quickly heal his wounds

This couple they got married so well they did agree
This couple they got married so why not you and me?
Oh why not you and me?
Oh why not you and me?




Shakespeare allusions ftw. Fucking hell. This band was smart.

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Come on with me through ruined lipglock
Accross Tangian deserts we'll flock
Madcap Medusa flank my foghorn
We'll change four seasons with our first born

All ships of sense on hyper ocean
All kites of chaos still in motion
My culture vulture such a dab hand
I'll steal you from the year 4000

Come with me, come with me
We'll travel to infinity
Come with me, come with me
We'll travel to infinity
I'll always be there, oh oh, my future love
I'll always be there, for you, my future love

Your tears leave trails of tik van loof
Autonoma, the rubix groom hoom
The crippled lines that I can't get to
You'd slip through time but I won't let you

Come with me, come with me
We'll travel to infinity
Come with me, come with me
We'll travel to infinity
I'll always be there, oh oh, my future love
I'll always be there, for you, my future love

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So that^ was Gravity's Rainbow by The Klaxons.

My new favorite song = Golden Skans by them;

Light touch my hand, in a dream of Golden Skans, from now on.
You can forget our future plans.
Night touch my hand with the turning Golden Skans,
From the night and the light, all plans are golden in your hands.

Set sail from sense, bring all your young.
Set sail from where we once begun.
While we wait, while we wait.

A hall of records, or numbers, or spaces still undone.
Ruins, or relics, disciples and the young.

Light touch my hand, in a dream of Golden Skans, from now on.
You can forget our future plans.
Night touch my hand with the turning Golden Skans,
From the night and the light, all plans are golden in your hand.

We sailed from sense, brought all our young.
We sailed from where we once begun.
While we wait, while we wait.

A hall of records, or numbers, or spaces still undone.
Ruins, or relics, disciples and the young.

Light touch my hand, in a dream of Golden Skans, from now on.
You can forget our future plans.
Night touch my hand with the turning Golden Skans,
From the night and the light, all plans are golden in your hand.

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ummmm hello! I was wondering, how goth is my frock?
see I got a thing for horror movies and mope rock
but I can't shock my hair up (I ran out of stock)
and just like that, frontalot ran out of talk
it was tragic, unheard of, never seen, me:
out of rhymes when they usually come indefatigably
but me here talk good? no, bad talk do!
like my tongue got encrypted right before I lost root
like my small talk got box-rox0red on a prior boot
it's moot, she only dates guys in chokes and boots,
not brutes lacking eyeliner like I lack
but look, I'll put a little on plus lip shellac
just to stand next to that and dream about love
of necessity, that has always had to be enough
cause I can't talk to goth girls, i just stare and stammer
my name is mc frimmer frammer
and damn her if she giggles damn her double if she laughs
goth girls like it when you double-damn it twice fast

Goth girls, goth girls: they're the girls that go
to see the nerdcore rapper with the geeked out flow
at the show, you can see the black lace on parade
I met a hundred dozen of 'em but I ain't got laid

Got shunned by her at the Rocky Horror premiere
she steered clear of the nerd crowd but I heard loud in my ear
the disdain that she held for my type
always geeking on the computron -- I get hype
on the stage, she might notice me then and observe
that I'm "ironically hip in some flip universe"
and her purse in patent leather held in fishnet glove
could then contain mp3 player with the Front filled up
her name is nyteshaed, yo don't call her cherry tomato
she look like paisley tinkle but poisonous like topato
she says her hair got attacked cause it's black and it's blue
she got a johnny the homicidal maniac tattoo
legs all deep in the boots, boots all up on the heels
yes, the kind to make a certain type of fetishist squeal
the ordeal that I endure: this close to her splendor
yet besieged by my shyness; try this: I surrender!
I'll render my intentions in the usual way
(home alone, suicidegirls up on the cathode ray)

Goth girls, goth girls: they're the girls that go
to see the nerdcore rapper with the geeked out flow
at the show, you can see the black lace on parade
I met a hundred dozen of 'em but I ain't got laid

IRL, my woman tells me that I shouldn't be coveting
I tell her "yo, you better get in a coven then"
it's like eek, I get to sleep on the couch for a week
all watching old elvira videos on tv
yeah hee hee hee, laugh it up. you don't live like I do:
at the mercy of any sister with wrist scars and black eye goo
I tried to get into some cheerleaders and failed
banana repugnant and tanned, so bland and so stale
i avail myself of the local cafe, light a clove up
thumb through Camus (in French, which I can't read, but so what?)
I think that goth could flower in nerdcore's embrace
I converted Edward Gorey's lettering into a typeface
befriended vampires on LJ and MySpace
even put that spooky echo filter on the bass
but I can't talk to goth girls, i just stare and stammer
my name is mc frimmer frammer
and damn her if she giggles damn her double if she laughs
goth girls like it when you double-damn it twice fast

Goth girls, goth girls: they're the girls that go
to see the nerdcore rapper with the geeked out flow
at the show, you can see the black lace on parade
I met a hundred dozen of 'em but I ain't got laid

Goth girls, goth girls: they're the girls that got
their souls stuck somewhere between the kettle and pot
frontalot been enamored of 'em since I was young
I met a hundred dozen of 'em, never ever humped one

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