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"La musique est l'art de penser avec les sons"-Jules Combarieu
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| Sex Yeah - Marina and the Diamonds
great lyrics.Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex
Yeah
Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex
(La la la)
Nothing is provocative anymore
Even for kids
No room for imagining
‘Cause everyone’s seen everything
Question what the TV tells you
Question what a pop star sells you
Question mom and question dad
Question good and question bad
If history could set you free (from who you were supposed to be)
If sex in our society (didn’t tell a girl who she would be)
‘Cause all my life I’ve tried to fight what history has given me
Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex
Yeah
Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex
(La la la)
If women were religiously
Recognized sexually
We wouldn’t have to feel the need to show our ass,
It’s to feel free
Been there, done that
Got the t-shirt
Sold my soul
And yeah the truth hurts
Tired image of a star
Acting naughtier than we really are
If history could set you free (from who you were supposed to be)
If sex in our society (didn’t tell a guy who he should be)
‘Cause all my life I’ve tried to fight what history has given me
Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex
Yeah
Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex
(La la la)
All my life I’ve felt it deep inside of me
All this time was fighting for what I believe
All my life I’ve tried to hide what history has given me
If history could set you free (from who you were supposed to be)
If sex in our society (didn’t tell a guy who he should be)
‘Cause all my life I’ve tried to fight what history has given me
(Source: , via 87daysbefore)
Sailor Man - Ewert And The Two Dragons
greatthingsaremadeoflittlethings:
Bitch Bad - Lupe Fiasco
Yeah
I say bitch bad, woman good, lady better
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Now imagine there’s a shawty, maybe five maybe four
Ridin’ ’round with his mama listening to the radio
And a song comes on and a not far off from being born
Doesn’t know the difference between right and wrong
Now I ain’t trying to make it too complex
But let’s just say shawty has an undeveloped context
About the perception of women these days
His mama sings along and this what she says
“Niggas I’m a bad bitch, and I’m bad bitch
far above average”
And maybe other rhyming words like cabbage and savage
And baby carriage and other things that match it
Couple of things that are happenin’ here
First he’s relatin’ the word “bitch” with his mama, comma
And because she’s relatin’ to herself, his most important source of help,
And mental health, he may skew respect for dishonor
Bitch bad, woman good
Lady better, they misunderstood
(I’m killin’ these bitches)
Uh, tell ‘em
Bitch bad, woman good
Lady better, they misunderstood
They misunderstood
(I’m killin’ these bitches)
Yeah, now imagine a group of little girls nine through twelve
On the internet watchin’ videos listenin’ to songs by themselves
It doesn’t really matter if they have parental clearance
They understand the internet better than their parents
Now being the interent, the content’s probably uncensored
They’re young, so they’re maleable and probably unmentored
A complicated combination, maybe with no relevance
Until that intelligence meets their favorite singer’s preference
“Bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches
That’s all I want and all I like in life is bad bitches, bad bitches”
Now let’s say that they less concerned with him
And more with the video girl acquiescent to his whims
Ah, the plot thickens
High heels, long hair, fat booty, slim
Reality check, I’m not trippin’
They don’t see a paid actress, just what makes a bad bitch
Bitch bad, woman good
Lady better, they misunderstood
(I’m killin’ these bitches)
Uh, tell ‘em
Bitch bad, woman good
Lady better, they misunderstood
They misunderstood
(I’m killin’ these bitches)
Disclaimer: This rhymer, Lupe’s not usin’ bitch as a lesson
But as a psychological weapon
To set in your mind and really mess with your conceptions
Discretions, reflections, it’s clever misdirection
Cause, while I was rappin’ they was growin’ up fast
Nobody stepped in to ever slow ‘em up, gasp
Sure enough, in this little world
The little boy meets one of those little girls
And he thinks she a bad bitch and she thinks she a bad bitch
He thinks disrespectfully, she thinks of that sexually
She got the wrong idea, he don’t wanna fuck her
He thinks she’s bad at being a bitch like his mother
Momma never dress like that, come out the house, hot mess like that
Ass, titties, dress like that
All out to impress like that
Just like that, you see the fruit of the confusion
He caught in a reality, she caught in an illusion
Bad mean good to her, she really nice and smart
But bad mean bad to him, bitch don’t play your part
But bitch still bad to her if you say it the wrong way
But she think she a bitch, what a double entendre
Bitch bad, woman good
Lady better, they misunderstood
(I’m killin’ these bitches)
Uh, tell ‘em
Bitch bad, woman good
Lady better, they misunderstood
They misunderstood
(I’m killin’ these bitches)
Bitch bad, woman good
Lady better, they misunderstood
You’re misunderstood
Bitch bad, woman good
Lady better, greatest motherhood
(I’m killin’ these bitches)
| World News - The Local Natives
The lane next over is always faster
And you wait so long until you’re so bothered
But right after you complete your merge
The lane you started in gets going
And while you wait for your luck to change
All you can think of is where you started
You don’t like anything on local radio
So you fumble around ‘til you land on NPR
And listen to world news
Well, a bomb went off in the parking lot
Of a newly opened Sunni marketplace
And a cloud covers your car at just the right time
For you to see the dark on your face in the mirror
Your phone goes off with a picture of your mother
It’s five to six and she can’t find your brother
And while normally you’d yell and screamI
nstructing her to go and find him on her own
But calmly you’re exiting and telling her
That you are headed on your way home
She does not know what to say
Just glad you’re on your way home
You turn off your phone in a different tone As you think the bad feelings make the good so good
(via songsforthesiren)
| You Are as You Were - Shearwater
When you fell in the rocks
At the bend in the river
With the blood from your nose
Running hard on your fingers
And through the rest of your life
The electric charge
Of a change in the weather
You were touching my arm
You were holding a feather
And then I opened my eyes
And the World goes racing, suddenly changed
As the shock of the axe, it leaves you trembling
Like a busting shell in the small of your back
Or a job that’s hard on the cast of your little lie
And an animal life was surging away
And you were back on the road
Through the worst of the Winter
Through the Valley of Lies
Passing through like an arrow
Oh, if your vision collapsed
And a storm from the river
Like a golden medalion
Clutching tight in your fingers
But on the slope of the edge
Will you recover your life
You could stand on the back of a shuddering beam
With a pistol firing shots into the air
You could run in the blood of the Sun’s hard rays
You could drive the mountains down into the bay
Or go back to the East where it’s all so civilized
Where I was born to the life
But I am leaving the life
I am leaving the life
I am leaving the life
I am leaving the life
I am leaving the life
I am leaving the life
I am leaving the life
I am leaving the life
I am leaving
Origins - Tennis
Sensitive heart, you’re doomed from the start
Meant to play the penitent part
Inquisitive mind, you’re destined to find
Tempted fate and knowledge divine
View in there a pitied pair
Denoted by a scene unfair
Will you make my children bear
The consequences everywhere?
Is it so hard to forgive the way
That we’ve been made to live?
how much is required to set things right?
Have you confused your power with mine?
View in there a pitied pair
Denoted by a scene unfair
Will you make my children bear
The consequences everywhere?
Imminent you seem to be
a picture of fragility
What is it that you think of me?
Is it a woman that you see?
Is it so hard to forgive the way
That we’ve been made to live?
how much is required to set things right?
Have you confused your power with mine?
Is it so hard to forgive the way
That we’ve been made to live?
how much is required to set things right?
Have you confused your power with mine?
