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 Jan 25
badwords
There's something in the air tonight
A feeling that you have that could change your life
There's something burning up inside
I reach out for you and our hearts collide
With hearts on fire I reach out to you tonight
With hearts on fire I reach out to you tonight
Hearts on fire I reach out to you tonight
With hearts on fire I reach out to you tonight
With hearts on fire I reach out to you tonight
With hearts on fire I reach out to you tonight
With hearts on fire I reach out to you tonight
With hearts on fire I reach out to you tonight
We're searching for a love alive
We're drowning in the silence as we walk the night
Your hand is out and brushes mine
A moment that is frozen as we hang in time
With hearts on fire I reach out to you tonight
With hearts on fire I reach out to you tonight
Hearts on fire I reach out to you tonight
With hearts on fire I reach out to you tonight
With hearts on fire I reach out to you tonight
With hearts on fire I reach out to you tonight
With hearts on fire I reach out to you tonight
With hearts on fire I reach out to you tonight
With hearts on fire I reach out to you tonight
With hearts on fire I reach out to you tonight
Hearts On Fire by Cut Copy

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mgpgkI3eMxM

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Sort of the less interesting Daft Punk from our global south. We kinda got a few of these?
 Jan 25
badwords
Were you surprised that we never spoke?
That in the still of the night when nothing stirs I woke
And I gathered up some clothes
I never planned on this, but it's the way it goes
And now it all seems too familiar
Like pages turned on calendars that
Give the same 12 months to **** things up
Year after year
And I can't believe how down I am
Like a well
Being lowered in
The water stops
The bucket drops
It's farther and farther down
Farther and farther down
Well, I guess you never knew me
Or at least not well enough
And so I fill my gut
With that dark red wine
'Til my brain shuts off
And my eyes go blind
You won't see me there
In that thick black air
Yeah, I'll finally make something disappear
'Cause I've been practicing disappearing
And I think that I got it down
Now there's no sun
It's just a cellar
Nowhere a sky
Just that black, black dirt, yeah
Now there's no sun
It's just a cellar
Nowhere a sky
Just that black, black, black, black dirt
Expanding outwards
Just echoes for answers
Not that it matters
It's backward
It's forwards
Unhappy lovers
With baskets of flowers
Use them as markers
The place where your bed once stood
At the time when it still felt good
But you'll get that feeling back
Yeah, you just need some time to think
And to add up the Hell
Get it straight in your mind
But to calculate costs
That may take some time
But I'm sure you'll get to feeling better
Yeah I just need some time to drink
So, I fill my gut
With that blood red wine
'Til my insides swim
And my veins unwind
I'll be riding there
In that hot white air
Once that something's gone
It might never reappear
It might never reappear
It might never reappear
It might never reappear
The Vanishing Act by Bright Eyes:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aa8_JYISa1U

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I have a very much a 'Love-Hate' 'relationship' with Bright Eyes/ Connor Oberst. It's a very, very long discussion.
 Jan 20
badwords
3:30 in the mornin', not a soul in sight
The city's lookin' like a ghost town on a moonless summer night
Raindrops on the windshield, there's a storm movin' in
He's headin' back from somewhere that he never should have been
And the thunder rolls
And the thunder rolls
Every light is burnin' in a house across town
She's pacin' by the telephone in her faded flannel gown
Askin' for a miracle, hopin' she's not right
Prayin' it's the weather that's kept him out all night
And the thunder rolls
Oh, and the thunder rolls
Thunder rolls
And the lightnin' strikes
Another love grows cold
On a sleepless night
As the storm blows on, out of control
Deep in her heart
The thunder rolls
She's waitin' by the window when he pulls into the drive
She rushes out to hold him, thankful he's alive
But on the wind and rain, a strange perfume blows
And the lightnin' flashes in her eyes
And he knows that she knows
And the thunder rolls
And the thunder rolls
Thunder rolls
And the lightnin' strikes
Another love grows cold
On a sleepless night
As the storm blows on, out of control
Deep in her heart
The thunder rolls
The Thunder Rolls by Garth Brooks

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0W7-LaNL-_E

How does this video end in such a similar way?

https://hellopoetry.com/poem/4962506/today-was-a-good-day-by-ice-cube/

Also, how is the Garth Brooks of the time a perfect body double for the Billy Corgan we have today?
 Jan 20
badwords
Yeah (you are)
Yeah (you are)
(You are)
Just wakin' up in the mornin', gotta thank God
I don't know, but today seems kinda odd
No barkin' from the dog, no smog
And mama cooked the breakfast with no hog
I got my grub on, but didn't pig out
Finally got a call from a girl I wanna dig out
Hooked it up for later as I hit the door
Thinkin', "Will I live another 24?"
I gotta go 'cause I got me a drop-top
And if I hit the switch, I can make the *** drop
Had to stop at a red light
Lookin' in my mirror, not a jacker in sight
And everything is alright
I got a beep from Kim, and she can do it all night
Called up the homies, and I'm askin' y'all
"Which park are y'all playin' basketball?"
Get me on the court and I'm trouble
Last week, messed around and got a triple-double
Freakin' brothers every way like MJ
I can't believe today was a good day
Drove to the pad and hit the showers
Didn't even get no static from the cowards
'Cause just yesterday them fools tried to blast me
Saw the police and they rolled right past me
No flexin', didn't even look in a brother's direction as I ran the intersection
Went to Short Dog's house, they was watchin' Yo! MTV Raps
What's the haps on the craps?
Shake 'em up, shake 'em up, shake 'em up, shake 'em
Roll 'em in a circle of homies and watch me break 'em with the seven
7-11, 7-11, seven, even back door Little Joe
I picked up the cash flow
Then we played bones, and I'm yellin', "Domino"
Plus, nobody I know got killed in South Central L.A.
Today was a good day
Left my homie's house paid (word)
Picked up a girl been tryna dig since the 12th grade
It's ironic, I had the brew, she had the chronic
The Lakers beat the Supersonics
Felt on the big fat *****
Pulled out the jammy and killed the ******
And my jimmy runs deep, so deep
So deep put her **** to sleep
Woke her up around one
She didn't hesitate to call Ice Cube the top gun
Drove her to the pad and I'm coastin'
Took another sip of the potion, hit the three-wheel motion
I was glad everything had worked out
Dropped her **** off and then chirped out
Today was like one of those fly dreams
Didn't even see a berry flashin' those high beams
No helicopter lookin' for the ******
Two in the morning, got the Fatburger
Even saw the lights of the Goodyear Blimp
And it read "Ice Cube's a ****"
Drunk as hell but no throwin' up
Halfway home and my pager still blowin' up
Today I didn't even have to use my AK
I gotta say it was a good day
Hold up, Pooh, stop this, man
I don't know what I'm thinkin' about
Today Was a Good Day by Ice Cube

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5VtDM5jicRQ
 Jan 17
badwords
Jackie left on a cold, dark night
Telling me he'd be home
Sailed the seas for a hundred years
Left me all alone
Now, I've been dead for twenty years
I've been washing the sand
With my ghostly tears
Searching the shores for my Jackie-oh

And I remember the day that
The young man came
Said your Jackie's gone he's lost in the rain
And I ran to the beach
Laid me down
"You're all wrong", I said as they stared
To the sand, "That man knows that sea
Like the back of his hand, he'll be back
Some time, laughing at you"

I've been waiting all this time
For my man to come
Take his hand in mine
And lead me away to unseen shores
I've been washing the sand
With my salty tears
Searching the shores these long years
And I walked the sea forever more
Till I find my Jackie-oh

Jackie-oh
Jackie-oh
Jackie-oh
Jackie by Sinead O'Connor (covered by Placebo)

Sorry, this is the best recording I could find of Placebo preforming this song:

https://www.facebook.com/PlaceboAnyway/videos/placebo-jackie-mexico-2007/1547254138774195/

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https://hellopoetry.com/collection/135545/badwords-music-lyrics/

The Placebo cover of this Sinead O'Connor song originally appeared on a bonus disc with the special edition version of Sleeping with Ghosts on 22 September 2003 which has since gone out of print.
 Jan 14
badwords
Have you got colour in your cheeks?
Do you ever get that fear that you can't shift the type
That sticks around like summat in your teeth?
Are there some aces up your sleeve?
Have you no idea that you're in deep?
I've dreamt about you nearly every night this week
How many secrets can you keep?
'Cause there's this tune I found
That makes me think of you somehow an' I play it on repeat
Until I fall asleep, spillin' drinks on my settee

(Do I wanna know?) If this feelin' flows both ways?
(Sad to see you go) Was sorta hopin' that you'd stay
(Baby, we both know) That the nights were mainly made
For sayin' things that you can't say tomorrow day

Crawlin' back to you
Ever thought of callin' when
You've had a few?
'Cause I always do
Maybe I'm too
Busy bein' yours
To fall for somebody new
Now, I've thought it through
Crawlin' back to you

So have you got the guts?
Been wonderin' if your heart's still open
And if so, I wanna know what time it shuts
Simmer down an' pucker up, I'm sorry to interrupt
It's just I'm constantly on the cusp of tryin' to kiss you
But I don't know if you feel the same as I do
But we could be together if you wanted to

(Do I wanna know?) If this feelin' flows both ways?
(Sad to see you go) Was sorta hopin' that you'd stay
(Baby, we both know) That the nights were mainly made
For sayin' things that you can't say tomorrow day

Crawlin' back to you (Crawlin' back to you)
Ever thought of callin' when
You've had a few? (Had a few)
'Cause I always do ('Cause I always do)
Maybe I'm too (Maybe I'm too busy)
Busy bein' yours (Bein' yours)
To fall for somebody new
Now, I've thought it through
Crawlin' back to you

(Do I wanna know?) If this feelin' flows both ways?
(Sad to see you go) Was sorta hopin' that you'd stay
(Baby, we both know) That the nights were mainly made
For sayin' things that you can't say tomorrow day
(Do I wanna know?) Too busy bein' yours to fall
(Sad to see you go) Ever thought of callin', darlin'?
(Do I wanna know?) Do you want me crawlin' back to you?
Crawling Back to You by Arctic Monkeys

https://youtu.be/bpOSxM0rNPM

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 Jan 13
badwords
Some velvet morning when I'm straight
I'm gonna open up your gate
And maybe tell you 'bout Phaedra
And how she gave me life
And how she made it end
Some velvet morning when I'm straight

Flowers growing on a hill
Dragonflies and daffodils
Learn from us very much
Look at us, but do not touch
Phaedra is my name

Some velvet morning when I'm straight
I'm gonna open up your gate
And maybe tell you 'bout Phaedra
And how she gave me life
And how she made it end
Some velvet morning when I'm straight

Flowers are the things we know
Secrets are the things we grow
Learn from us very much
Look at us, but do not touch
Phaedra is my name

Some velvet morning when I'm straight
Flowers growing on a hill
I'm gonna open up your gate
Dragonflies and daffodils
And maybe tell you 'bout Phaedra
Learn from us very much
And how she gave me life
Look at us, but do not touch
Some Velvet Morning by Nancy Sinatra & Lee Hazlewood

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=670YMraVnyk
 Jan 1
badwords
So this is the new year
And I don't feel any different
The clanking of crystal
Explosions off in the distance
In the distance
So this is the new year
And I have no resolutions
Or self assigned penance
For problems with easy solutions
So everybody put your best suit or dress on
Let's make believe that we are wealthy for just this once
Lighting firecrackers off on the front lawn
As thirty dialogues bleed into one
I wish the world was flat like the old days
Then I could travel just by folding a map
No more airplanes, or speed trains, or freeways
There'd be no distance that could hold us back
There'd be no distance that could hold us back
There'd be no distance that could hold us back
So this is the new year
So this is the new year
So this is the new year
So this is the new year
The New Year by Death Cab for Cutie:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NSgHGFuPNus

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https://hellopoetry.com/collection/135545/badwords-music-lyrics/

So, this is the new year... *I don't feel any different*

Bit of an update here. I don't expect to be as active here for at least the foreseeable future. I'm moving out of state in a couple of weeks with a lot of the details to still be resolved. Once I get that all sorted out, I hope to have time to get a few of my creative projects off the ground. I look forwards to dropping in from time to time to enjoy all the amazing things you all write.

*There'd be no distance that could hold us back*

Be well,
badwords
 Dec 2024
badwords
We are human
After all
Much in common
After all
We are human
After all
Much in common
After all
We are human
After all
Much in common
After all
We are human
After all
Much in common
After all
We are human
After all
Much in common
After all
We are human
After all
Much in common
After all
We are human
After all
Much in common
After all
We are human
After all
Much in common
After all
Human, human, human, human
Human, human, human, human
Human, human, human, human
Human, human, human after all
Human, human, human, human
Human, human, human, human
Human, human, human, human
Human, human, human after all
Human, human, human, human
Human, human, human, human
Human, human, human, human
Human, human, human after all
Human, human, human, human
Human, human, human, human
Human, human, human, human
Human, human, human after all
Human, human, human, human
Human, human, human, human
Human, human, human, human
Human, human, human after all
Human, human, human, human
Human, human, human, human
Human, human, human, human
Human, human, human after all
Human, human, human, human
Human, human, human, human
Human, human, human, human
Human, human, human after all
Human After All by Daft Punk

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PXYeARRyDWk

Sometime the 'Robots' get it right
 Dec 2024
badwords
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under
Broken glass everywhere
People ******' on the stairs, you know they just don't care
I can't take the smell, can't take the noise
Got no money to move out, I guess I got no choice
Rats in the front room, roaches in the back
Junkies in the alley with a baseball bat
I tried to get away but I couldn't get far
Cause a man with a tow truck repossessed my car
Don't push me cause I'm close to the edge
I'm trying not to lose my head
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under
Standin' on the front stoop hangin' out the window
Watchin' all the cars go by, roarin' as the breezes blow
Crazy lady, livin' in a bag
Eatin' outta garbage pails, used to be a *** hag
Said she'll dance the tango, skip the light fandango
A Zircon princess seemed to lost her senses
Down at the peep show watchin' all the creeps
So she can tell her stories to the girls back home
She went to the city and got so so seditty
She had to get a ****, she couldn't make it on her own
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under
My brother's doin' bad, stole my mother's TV
Says she watches too much, it's just not healthy
All My Children in the daytime, Dallas at night
Can't even see the game or the Sugar Ray fight
The bill collectors, they ring my phone
And scare my wife when I'm not home
Got a *** education, double-digit inflation
Can't take the train to the job, there's a strike at the station
Neon King Kong standin' on my back
Can't stop to turn around, broke my sacroiliac
A mid-range migraine, cancered membrane
Sometimes I think I'm goin' insane
I swear I might hijack a plane!
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under
My son said, Daddy, I don't wanna go to school
Cause the teacher's a ****, he must think I'm a fool
And all the kids smoke ******, I think it'd be cheaper
If I just got a job, learned to be a street sweeper
Or dance to the beat, shuffle my feet
Wear a shirt and tie and run with the creeps
Cause it's all about money, ain't a **** thing funny
You got to have a con in this land of milk and honey
They pushed that girl in front of the train
Took her to the doctor, sewed her arm on again
Stabbed that man right in his heart
Gave him a transplant for a brand new start
I can't walk through the park cause it's crazy after dark
Keep my hand on my gun cause they got me on the run
I feel like a outlaw, broke my last glass jaw
Hear them say "You want some more?"
Livin' on a see-saw
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under
A child is born with no state of mind
Blind to the ways of mankind
God is smilin' on you but he's frownin' too
Because only God knows what you'll go through
You'll grow in the ghetto livin' second-rate
And your eyes will sing a song called deep hate
The places you play and where you stay
Looks like one great big alleyway
You'll admire all the number-book takers
Thugs, pimps and pushers and the big money-makers
Drivin' big cars, spendin' twenties and tens
And you'll wanna grow up to be just like them, huh
Smugglers, scramblers, burglars, gamblers
Pickpocket peddlers, even panhandlers
You say I'm cool, huh, I'm no fool
But then you wind up droppin' outta high school
Now you're unemployed, all non-void
Walkin' round like you're Pretty Boy Floyd
Turned stick-up kid, but look what you done did
Got sent up for a eight-year bid
Now your manhood is took and you're a Maytag
Spend the next two years as a undercover ***
Bein' used and abused to serve like hell
Til one day, you was found hung dead in the cell
It was plain to see that your life was lost
You was cold and your body swung back and forth
But now your eyes sing the sad, sad song
Of how you lived so fast and died so young so
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under
The Message  by Grandmaster Flash & The Furious Five

This one has not aged well but....

"It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PobrSpMwKk4
 Dec 2024
badwords
Yeah, word is bond
DAS EFX in this, you know what I'm sayin'?
Straight from the sewer, word is bond
Yeah, yeah, ah, yeah
We doin' this with my *****
Where my ***** gang, Ice Cube in the *******?
Word is bond, yeah
You better check yourself before you wreck yourself
'Cause I'm bad for your health
I come real stealth, dropping bombs on your moms
**** car alarms, doing foul crime, I'm that ***** with your Alpine
Sold it for a six-o, always let tricks know
And friends know, we got the indo'
No, I'm not a sucker sitting in a House of Pain
And no, I'm not the butler, I'll cut you (huh, huh)
Headbutt you, you say you can't touch this
And I wouldn't touch you, in fact, mother-punk you (uh)
Here to let you know boy, oh boy
I make dough, but don't call me Doughboy
This ain't no ******' motion picture
A guy or *****-a, I'll get with you, and hit you
Taking that yak to the neck, so you better run a check
So come on and chickity-check yourself, before you wreck yourself (uh)
Chickity-check yourself, before you wreck yourself, boy! (Yeah)
Come on and check yourself, before you wreck yourself
'Cause shotgun bullets are bad for your health
Mic-mic-microphone check (one, two! Check it!)
Mic-mic-microphone check (one, two! Check it!)
Tricks wanna step to Cube and then they get played
'Cause they *****-made, pullin' out a switchblade
That's kinda trifle 'cause that's a knife, ***
AK-47, Assault Rifle
Hold the fifty, I'm nifty, pow!
I got a new style (watch out now!) (Ha-ha)
I hate ******* claimin' that they foldin' bank
But steady talkin' **** in the holdin' tank
First, you wanna step to me?
Now your *** screamin' for the deputy
They send you to Charlie-Baker-Denver row
Now they runnin' up in you slow
You're gone, used to be the Don Juan (check that **** out!)
Now your name is just Twan
Switchin', snappin', rollin' your eyes and neck
You better run a check
So chickity-check yourself, before you wreck yourself
Come on and check yourself, before you wrickity-wreck yourself
So chickity-check yourself, before you wreck yourself
'Cause big ***** up your *** is bad for you health
Mic-mic-microphone check (one, two! Check it!)
Mic-mic-microphone check (one, two! Check it!)
If you're foul, you better run a make on that license plate
You could have had a V8 (somethin'), instead of a tre-eight slug to the cranium (pow!)
I got six and I'm aimin' 'em
Will I shoot or keep you guessin'?
'Cause ******* and that **** you're stressin'
*****, get off the wood, you're no good
There goes the neighborhood ****** (****!)
Go ahead and keep your drawers
Givin' up the claps and who needs applause
At a time like this, pop the ******* and you dead
The ***** is a Miami Hurricane head
Sprung, ****** call her, "Lips and Lungs"
***** dugout, get the **** out!
'Cause women like you gets no respect
*****, you better run a check
So chickity-check yourself, before you wreck yourself
So chickity-check yourself, before you wreck yourself (yeah)
Come on and check yourself, before you wrickity-wreck yourself
'Cause ******* like you is bad for my health
Mic-mic-microphone check (yeah) (one, two! Check it!), come again, check it (yeah)
Mic-mic-microphone check (yeah) (one, two! Check it!), come again, check it (yo)
Chickity-check yourself, before you wreck yourself
You better chickity-check yourself, before you wreck yourself, boy
I said check yourself, before you wrickity-wreck yourself (check, check)
Mic-microphone check
Mic-microphone check (check it, one, two!)
Mic-microphone check (one, two!)
Mic-microphone check (check it, one, two, one, two!)
Mic-microphone check (one, two!)
Mic-microphone check (check it, one, two!, one, two!)
Mic-microphone check (one, two)
Mic-microphone (yeah) (check yourself Cube, check yourself Cube, check yourself)
Check Yo Self by Ice Cube

'Cause shotgun bullets are bad for your health

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bueFTrwHFEs
 Dec 2024
badwords
I'm everyone - I feel used,
I'm everyone - I need you,
I'm everyone - hang your label on me,
I'm everyone - paint it black and white and easy,
I'm everyone - sticks in me,
I'm everyone - sticks with me,
I want perfection - I'm real need,
I've seen attention - see through me,
Call on me - spin spin sugar
Crawl on me - spin spin sugar
Stinks on me - spin spin sugar
Twists for me - spin spin sugar

I've seen attention - see through me,
I want perfection - I'm real need,
I'm everyone - sticks in me,
I'm everyone - sticks with me,
Call on me - spin spin sugar
Crawl on me - spin spin sugar
Stinks on me - spin spin sugar
Twists for me - spin spin sugar
Spin Spin Sugar by Sneaker Pimps

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MZWWI3ryw2o
 Dec 2024
badwords
Putting all the vegetables away
That you bought at the grocery store today
And it goes fast
You think of the past
Suddenly everything has changed
Driving home the sky accelerates
And the clouds all form a geometric shape
And it goes fast
You think of the past
Suddenly everything has changed
Putting all the clothes you washed away
As you're folding up the shirts you hesitate
Then it goes fast
Think of the past
Suddenly everything has changed
Suddenly Everything Has Changed by The Flaming Lips

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wPhR1atjoBg
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