Fishmans - 空中キャンプ [Something in the Air] (1996)
#dreampop #neo-psychedelia #neopsychedelia
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#dreampop #neo-psychedelia #neopsychedelia
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Название: | the biggest pile of shit in music industry |
Описание: | о дааа, пожаалуйста, мне так нужна музыка, накорми меня ею с ложечки |
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Fishmans - 空中キャンプ [Something in the Air] (1996)
#dreampop #neo-psychedelia #neopsychedelia ovk.to/playlist-10240_2297 |
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Dog Faced Hermans - Hum of Life (1993)
#post-punk #postpunk #artpunk ovk.to/playlist-10240_2296
[Chorus]
Jan 9 In future time The day science clipped its wings Nobody flew We all stood around Shaking hands on the ground We all stood around Shaking hands on the ground Jan 9 In future time The day science clipped its The day science clipped its Nobody flew We all stood around Shaking hands on the ground We all stood around Shaking hands on the ground [Verse] We could only see the soles of their feet We thought there were angels up ahead (Ratata) We could only see the soles of their feet We thought there were angels up ahead We could only see the soles of their feet We thought there were angels up ahead We decided that science Which restricts information to the powers-that-be Is a bad science We decided no more To be utilized As "the objective voice" We decided no more To blind the people That we knew more things About that which was Invisible than they We decided no more To be brought on As the voice of the truth We decided that That which does not advance Us is directly aligned to That which destroys We decided that resources Are after all See upcoming rock shows Get tickets for your favorite artists You might also like [Outro] Finite Finite Finite Finite Finite Finite Finite Finite Finite Finite Finite Finite Finite Finite Finite Finite Finite Finite Finite Finite Finite Finite Finite Finite Finite Finite
In the vicious flares
Of the mad young men In the coated curls Of the up-faced girls In the thickening Of my mother's legs I see what's to come Sister walks alone Through the streets at night Mother is at home With the telephone Brother's never there In the north somewhere Chasing up the work All the boards are up Houses all for sale Patterning the street With the gardens wild I can't keep the junk From the door at night Baby baby pink Baby baby blue No one ever said It would be like this I don't feel at home I don't feel at home I don't feel at home I am in my tribe With its dark complaint That you often hear On the women's lips As they lose their grip Where did we go wrong? I go to my friends And we sit in bars And we talk like girls Who are making plans And we talk like girls Who are making plans To get out of here Baby baby pink Baby baby blue No one ever said It would be like this I don't feel at home I don't feel at home I don't feel at home
Give her the money and let her take care of it
The hook and the wire and the bloody red red Give her the bottle and let her take care of it The hook and the wire, and the hook and the wire Give her the number and let her take care of it The hook and the wire and the bloody red red rеd Give her the lеtter and let her take care of it The hook and the wire, and the hook and the wire Oh I living, I living, I low Oh I living, I living, I low Give her the money and let her take care of it The hook and the wire and the bloody red red Give her the bottle, she'll walk through the streets The stairs, the stairs, the stairs, falling-down accident Give her the powder and let her take care of it We got her in stitches, we got her in stitches Give her the father and let him take care of it The fool, the fool, the fool Dirty little, dirty little Dirty little, dirty little Dirty little, dirty little Dirty little, dirty little She's wearing a coat that's too thin for the weather She's wearing a coat that's too thin for the weather She's wearing a coat that's too thin for the weather She's wearing a coat that's too thin for the weather Too thin for the weather Too thin for the weather
I hover - you stutter
We miss - and crash Mystery lies in the space between us Mystery lies in the space between My tongue gibbers but in your language It's a miracle thing Godsake How we connect How we connect How we connect How we connect My tongue gibbers but in your language How we connect We connect How we connect We connect Fact of life is a fact of distance Poverty lies in the spacе between us Mystery lies in thе space between us I make sound which approaches language Make my tongue a physical one Fact of life is a fact of closeness I lose nothing in this attempt I lose nothing in this attempt I lose nothing in this attempt I lose nothing in this attempt
[Verse]
Cleans fast without scratching Cleans fast without scratching Cleans fast without scratching Cleans fast without scratching Cleans fast without scratching Cleans fast without scratching Cleans fast without scratching Cleans fast without scratching [Chorus] Love Love split Love split with blood With blood With blood
Somewhere in wartime
She lost her heart They came back heroes With wings on This was not romance Nor glorycide Back with white feathers And wings on Ask her to tell you She'll tell you something A story of time Stopping Ask her to show you She'll show you something Pretty gold medal With wings on And if you go there Know why you go Don't let them sell you Those wings on
The first thing we can hope for
After the next great catalypsis Is that the sun will come up Over the bridge Like it did Like it did Yesterday And the day before But by then, we'll all be indians anyway But by then, we'll all be indians anyway White indians Dark indians White indians Dark indians White indians Dark indians White indians Dark indians
Welcome, welcome - I would give you the freedom of my own home
And you may sit in my kitchen between the hours of five and six And you may butter your bread on the one side only And we can do this because we're like that and we're quite groovy so you're lucky Remember: welcome - I would give you the freedom of my own home And you may butter your bread on the one side only Hear the dogs barking outside Hear the dogs barking! barking! outside Everything in limitation, nothing open-handed Everything in limitation, nothing open-handed Nothing open-handed This is some country, this is This is some country, this is This is some country This is some country What did you expect? What did you expect when you came?
When the truth begins to show
Man becomes a living soul When the honey hits the core Then my sweet is everywhere She sits down to write him hers Let this moment include you He receives her with his eyes Let this day be marked by you When the honey hits, it's part of everything When the honey hits, it's part of everything I take what's coming I takе what's coming When the honey hits, it's part of еverything When the honey hits, it's part of everything I take what's coming I take what's coming She sits down to write him hers Every second enclose you He receives her with his eyes Let this moment include you She sits down to write him hers Let this hour encompass you He receives her with his eyes Let this day be marked by you When the honey hits the core Then my sweet is everywhere When the truth begins to show Man becomes a living soul
Madame la Mer
Loosen your stays Throw off those old whale bones Carry me On the wide-hipped sea Throw off those old whale bones Hold your ground When your ship goes down Throw off those old whale bones Madame la Mer Loosen your stays Throw off those old whale bones |
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goreshit - goretrance 9 (2015)
#mashcore ovk.to/playlist-10240_2292 |
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Don Caballero - Don Caballero 2 (1995)
#mathrock #noiserock #post-hardcore #posthardcore ovk.to/playlist-10240_2291 |
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capsule - MORE! MORE! MORE! (2008)
#electrohouse #electropop ovk.to/playlist-10240_2288 |
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Dorian Electra - My Agenda (2020)
#hyperpop #electropop #edm ovk.to/playlist-10240_2285
F the world 'cause I love it
F the world, wanna hug it Tell the world I won't miss it F the world, wanna kiss it F the world 'cause you made me F the world 'cause it pains me F the world 'cause it hates me F the world F the world because I love it F the world, I want to hug it Tell the world I will not miss it F the world, I want to kiss it F the world because you made me F the world because it pains me F the world because it hates me F the world so I can get laid So my skull's not to measure So there's no one to pleasure So there's no more pretending So I won't be ascending F the world 'cause I'm ugly F the world, you don't love me F the world, out to get me And soon you won't forget me F the world because I love it F the world, I want to hug it Tell the world I will not miss it F the world, I want to kiss it We get our tickets on fandango (okay) They say: It takes two to tango Put my hands around its neck and then I strangle Watch you burn out, where'd your name go? Fuck the world up, keep the noise down Old man next door's gonna have a meltdown Fuck the world up, hit you in the head with a coconut All this constant yapping, I can't stand to hear your fuckin' noise Empty egocentric wordplay or your fuckin' phony poise F the world, it's a damn joke Whoever think different, they can suck it and damn choke Talk to the hand, kiss my ass, want some damn coke And if you can't take it, go get hung by a damn rope Or get hit by a damn truck I was just in love, come to find out the man sucked Caught him on the streets, gunned him down, put his hands up Maybe if I call him next time, he will answer F the world, I cannot take it F the world, I must embrace it I've done things I can't take back I wish that I just never made it It's all my fault That I'm stuck In it all F the world because I love it F the world, I want to hug it Tell the world I will not miss it F the world so I can get laid F the world because I love it F the world, I want to hug it Tell the world I will not miss it F the world, I want to kiss it F the world because you made me F the world because it pains me F the world because it hates me F the world so I can get laid
I've got this plan now
It's on my mind And soon enough now Everyone will fall in line It's closing in now You can't escape On every corner waiting Just to infiltrate My agenda Might offend ya Out here flexing in my Rainbow suspenders My agenda Will infect ya Out to getcha It is my Have you seen my pamphlets? Have you read my blog? Have you seen my army marching Down to city hall? You can always spot us By the way we walk As we’re plotting to take over And destroy you all My agenda Might offend ya Out here flexing in my Rainbow suspenders My agenda Will infect ya Out to getcha It is my ] Москва — столица гейропы Стали квирами все гомофобы Духовные скрепы сменили на стропы Мы радужным мобом по Красной топаем Гей-пропаганда Мы любим тебя от Чечни до Уганды С тобой мы танцуем на Красной У нас очень много секса, но он безопасный Гей-пропаганда We make love from Chechnya to Uganda Гей-пропаганда We make love from Chechnya to Uganda My agenda Might offend ya Out here flexing in my Rainbow suspenders My agenda Will infect ya Out to getcha It is my My agenda My freaky gender Out here flexing in my Rainbow suspenders My agenda Will infect ya Out to getcha It is my Poison in the water You lap it up I know you're very thirsty Baby for this drug We mind control you Just for fun We're out here turning frogs Homosexual Homosexual Homosexual Homosexual Homosexual Homosexual Homosexual Homosexual Homosexual
[Intro]
I am the last living gentleman, ahh [Chorus] I'm a gentleman Take my gentle hand Off to a gentle land I'm a gentleman I am [Verse 1] Up top Bow down Rock it to the side when you tip that crown Fedora real tight, slow down Pinky up, I ain't never comin' down, no [Chorus] I'm a gentleman Take my gentle hand Off to a gentle land I'm a gentleman I'm a gentleman Take my gentle handOff to a gentle land I'm a gentleman I am [Verse 2] I pick you up I put you down I say the perfect thing then I make you spin around Yeah, I'm lightin' you up Throw you around This is a conquest a war is going down [Chorus] I'm a gentleman Take my gentle hand Off to a gentle land I'm a gentleman I'm a gentleman Take my gentle hand Off to a gentle land I'm a gentleman I am
M’lady is gentle
M’lady is kind M’lady, she loves me M’lady, she’s mine M’lady is sexy M’lady is pure M’lady is chaste M’lady’s a whore M’lady has manners M’lady has grace M’lady has preference M’lady has taste M’lady has style, and a very small waist M’lady like gentlemen With a perfect face M’lady is supple M’lady is soft M’lady is sweet M’lady goes off M’lady she parties M’lady goes hard M’lady goes quiet M’lady’s a star M’lady can’t find her M’lady’s not real M’lady’s a dream M’lady’s a deal A deal with the devil A very good price The price of my soul My heart is like ice
Close to something
I'm far away from most everything I'm far away but always lost inside Why do I always forget everything? Yeah, every single day and every single night 'Cause you know that's how I play, yeah I'm pretty weird Instead of being loved, I like being feared Yeah, 'cause I'm a ruthless guy and that's how I like it Despair is in my blood and it's been passed down Anymore and hopefully I'll pass out Another day another wasted night Why am I always wrong with everything? Oh baby Get down on the floor Betrayer, betrayed All these eyes nothing in my face Lie again Take me by the hair Pretend that you care about me Do what I say Not what I do Do what I say Not what I do That's how I rule, that's the way I like it I like watching you drool right onto the floor I think it's kinda cool, if you wanna try it Some people say I'm cruel, but then beg for more Close to nothing I'm dreaming but there's still just nothing I can dream about the life we never had Iron fist Baby Get down on the floor See my ring, come and give a kiss Oh baby I'll make you beg for more Grab me by the hair Pretend that you care Grab me by the hair Pretend that you care about me Do what I say Not what I do Do what I say and not what I do Just an empty stare Would I tell you lies? (Betrayer) Would I make you trust? (Betrayed) But you can't deny What you can't What you can't admit I have no regard of what become of this Iron fist Iron fist Punching at the ground with Iron fist
I'll be your Barbie boy
I'll be your favourite toy I'll be your new best friend To the very end I'll be your perfect man With the perfect tan I'll be your favourite toy I'll be your Barbie boy I'll be your Barbie boy I'll be your favourite toy I'll be your new best friend To the very end I'll be your perfect man With the perfect tan I'll be your favorite toy I'll be your Barbie boy I'll be your pride and joy With a plastic heart And with abs, rock hard I'm a perfect ten I'll be your perfect friend I'll be your favourite toy I'll be your Barbie boy Barbie boy I'll be your favourite toy I'll be your new best friend To the very end (d'you promise?) I'll be your perfect man With the perfect tan I'll be your favourite toy I'll be your Barbie boy (d'you promise?) Barbie boy I'll be your favourite toy I'll be your new best friend To the very end (d'you promise?) I'll be your perfect man With the perfect tan I'll be your favourite toy Barbie boy I'll be your Barbie boy (Hahaha) Plastic is perfect But plastic will melt in the Sun You keep me and use me And throw me away when you're done You say that you need me But treat me like I'm just a toy But till then you know That I will be your Barbie boy (Hahaha) I'll be your Barbie boy I'll be your favourite toy I'll be your new best friend To the very end I'll be your perfect man With the perfect tan I'll be your favourite toy I'll be your Barbie boy I'll be your Barbie boy I'll be your favourite toy I'll be your new best friend To the very end I'll be your perfect man With the perfect tan I'll be your favourite toy I'll be your Barbie boy Barbie boy Barbie boy
Sorry, I love you
Sorry bro I'm thinkin’ of you I don’t wanna bug you But sorry bro, I love you You know I’m always thinkin of you every day And when I try to look at you you look away Sometimes it’s hard to find the words I wanna say Every day I feel you fading I know I know we always wrestle I know sometimes I put up a fight I know I know we always tussle But maybe it’s because I love you Sorry bro, I love you Sorry bro, I love you I can’t stop thinkin of you Sorry bro, I love you And when we’re kickin it you know I think it’s chill ‘Cause I can count on you to always keep it real That’s why I’m singin man ‘cause I want you to know bro, no homo I know I know we always wrestle I know sometimes I put up a fight I know I know we always tussle But maybe it’s because I love you Sorry bro, I love you Sorry bro, I love you I can’t stop thinkin of you Sorry bro, I love you Sorry that I need you You know I always wanna be there for you Sorry, didn’t mean it. I love you Sorry bro, I love you
Via sôla
Stabilitâs et cônstantia Fortitûdô per sacrificium Haec est via monachôrum The incels are at it again Self-inflicted solitude To be a stronger dude Forsake sowing your jizm Pick clean the bones of feminism Punch, kick, it's all in the mind Just leave my bones behind Weak
Ah, ah, push me, push me
Umru said I'm cute (said!) I'm your edgelord, I'm your edgelord I'm so edgy, wanna F me? Okay, F you, I don't need you Pushing me right to the edge (ha) We live in a society That's always lashing out at guys like me They pushed me to the edge, you see Never, never, never gonna come down One question, why so serious? Did I offend you? I'm so curious Ha, my identity’s mysterious Never, never, nevеr gonna come down (Shit, fuck) I'm your edgelord, I'm your еdgelord I'm so edgy, wanna F me? Okay, F you, I don't need you Pushing me right to the edge I'm your edgelord, I'm your edgelord On the edge now, 'bout to jump down Watch me jump down, taking you down Pushing you right to the edge Been in the game six, seven, eight, nine years Swim fast past every crocodile tear Feels comfy with the best seat at the table Told you I could smash your petty trash labels Eh, edgy life, easy like walking on air Bet that I been doing this since daycare Feel lucky that you ever caught a glimpse Before I turned your favorite fuckboy to a simp I'm your edgelord, I'm your edgelord I'm so edgy, wanna F me? Okay, F you, I don't need you Pushing me right to the edge I'm your edgelord, I'm your edgelord On the edge now, 'bout to jump down Watch me jump down, taking you down Pushing you right to the edge Ha, ha, ha
(D-D-Dorian Electra)
Just keep it your secret behind closed doors We don't want to see it, don't start a war Keep it locked up tight, ah Oh, what you do at night, ah Just don't bring it out into the daylight Ram it down Hey, man, don't ram it down my throat Can't take anymore Hey, man, love who you want But just don't ram it down my throat (hey) Harder, farther, deeper I can't breathe Shove it, I love it, I want it Please ram it down Love wins A.K.A. sins but hey that's not my business Just don't shove rainbows in my face Even the lucky charms leprechaun wants to turn me gay Not okay I'm gonna suffocate Ram it down Hey, man, don't ram it down my throat Can't take anymore Hey, man, love who you want But just don't ram it down my throat Harder, farther, deeper I can't breathе Shove it, I love it, I want it Pleasе ram it down (Hahaha...) What up Tex Mariko, take or leave it? Ram it down Ram it down, ram it down, ram it down Ram it down, ram it down, ram it down Ram it down, ram it down, ram it down Ram it down, ram it down, ram it down Hahaha Be careful not to choke when I ram it down Ram it down, ram it down, ram it down Ram it down, ram it down, ram it down |
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ГШ - Польза (2018)
#experimentalrock #post-punk #postpunk ovk.to/playlist-10240_2284
Гадание по купюре,
Массаж разбитого сердца, Золотое членство, 2НДФЛ. Компьютерная помощь, Ликвидация фирм, Лекции, семинары Посети сейчас! Только для вас! Только для вас! Только для вас! Только для вас! Над москвою в воздухе, пропитанном тревогой, Юноша в богатом одеянии Пролетает мимо башен делового центра, Сладкие мотивы напевает. Золотое облако приходит, Отражая первый луч восхода. Каждому надежду дарит песня, Каждую обиду утешает. Только для вас! Только для вас! Только для вас! Только для вас!
Тихий симпатичный мужчина,
Экс-глава преступного клана. Молодая женщина в белом, Новая звезда госканала. Красные огни на парковке, Черный дом на фоне заката, Экстренный совет на Покровке, Лезвие в руке делегата. Сделай вид, что ничего не понял. Сделай вид, что никого не видел. Сделай вид, что никогда не думал. Сделай вид, что ничего не понял. Да-да-да до чего хорошие люди, Да-да-да до чего ужасные вещи, Да-да-да до чего огромные лица, Да-да-да до чего хорошие люди. Люди и вещи, и вещи, и лица, И люди, и лица, и лица, и вещи... Да-да-да, до чего хорошие люди. Тихий симпатичный мужчина Пойман на границе с товаром, Молодая женщина в белом Вылетела с телеканала. Волга на песчаном карьере, Голуби над микрорайоном, Меченные деньги в портфеле, Длинные гудки телефона. Сделай вид, что ничего не понял. Сделай вид, что никого не видел. Сделай вид, что никогда не думал. Сделай вид, что ничего не понял. Да-да-да до чего огромные люди, Да-да-да до чего хорошие вещи, Да-да-да до чего ужасные лица, Да-да-да до чего огромные люди. Люди и вещи, и вещи, и лица, И люди, и лица, и лица, и вещи... Да-да-да, до чего огромные люди.
Когда лицо твое затрещит в проеме,
Лопнет на перроне, тогда звони. Когда одной ноги не хватает в поле, Голый поневоле, тогда звони. Когда один в лесу в одномерном доме Мечешься в проеме, тогда звони. Найди лицо свое, лопнувшее в поле, Голый на перроне, тогда звони. Но прежде чем звонить, скажи, какая от тебя Польза польза польза польза польза. Когда не даст уснуть грохот канонады Из чужой палаты, тогда звони. Когда в окно войдут в отблеске заката Белые халаты, тогда звони. Когда доставит конь на вершину мира Голого кумира, тогда звони. Когда займет изгой место командира И его квартиру, тогда звони. Но прежде чем звонить, скажи, какая от тебя Польза польза польза польза польза.
Возможно, вас заинтересуют наши предложения.
Возможно, вас заинтересуют наши предложения. Возможно, вас заинтересуют наши предложения. Возможно, вас заинтересуют наши предложения. Алё?!
Посмотри, посмотри, все уже было,
Все не то, не то, не то, не то. Ни руки, ни ноги, что за картина! Ну и что, и что, и что, и что? Все развалилось и растворилось. Как дела, дела, дела, дела? И между нами ночь накалилась Добела-бела-бела-бела. Кто же, кто виноват? Страшная тайна, Все в дыму, в дыму, в дыму, в дыму. Уходи, не нужны эти терзанья Никому-кому-кому-кому. С бешеным свистом поезд умчится, Как змея, змея, змея, змея, И веселее мир закружится Без тебя, тебя, тебя, тебя. Но как объяснить тебе тебе, всё? Но как объяснить тебе тебе, что... Но как объяснить тебе тебе, всё? Но как объяснить тебе тебе, что Никто никому ничего недолж. Никто никому ничего недолж. Никто никому ничего недолж. Никто никому ничего недолж. Ничего не смогли, ну и не надо, Не суди, суди, суди, суди. Все пройдет, пролетит, ты до парада Дотерпи, терпи, терпи, терпи, Станут работать сердце и почки, Как часы, часы, часы, часы, Лик лучезарный — лопнули очи От красы, красы, красы, красы. Подходи, детвора, ну и картина, Посмотри, смотри, смотри, смотри: Ни кола, ни двора, что за квартира! Кто внутри, внутри, внутри, внутри? Вьются обиды темные тучи — Не забыть, забыть, забыть, забыть. Как мы заставим, как мы научим Нас любить, любить, любить, любить? Но как объяснить тебе, тебе всё? Но как объяснить тебе, тебе, что... Но как объяснить тебе, тебе всё? Но как объяснить тебе, тебе, что Никто никому ничего недолж. Никто никому ничего недолж. Никто никому ничего недолж. Никто никому ничего недолж. Никто никому ничего не должен. Никто никому ничего не должен. Никто никому ничего не должен. Никто никому ничего не должен.
Как по небу ходит месяц сам не свой,
Стеной дождя отрезаны от мира Квартиры. Будем ждать, Что-то случится, А может быть и нет. День заветный встанет тихо у дверей, Взойдет из слов, разбросанных случайно, Тайна. Будем ждать, Что-то случится, А может быть и нет. Где теперь вы, повелители чудес? Плывут следы на мокром бездорожье, И все же Будем ждать, Что-то случится, А может быть и нет. Капитаны руки сложат за спиной. Напрасно, друг, вы просите у моря Покоя. Будем ждать, Что-то случится, А может быть и нет. |
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Number Girl - Num-Heavymetallic (2002)
#post-hardcore #posthardcore #artpunk ovk.to/playlist-10240_2283 |
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