My favourite VU is Waiting for the Man. Love it! I dedicate it to you, Ace, for starting this thread!
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sj1600 said: My favourite VU is Waiting for the Man. Love it! I dedicate it to you, Ace, for starting this thread!
Thanks. Although I'm down on drugs. | |
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For CarrieMpls ('cause she's "Advanced" - like Chuck Klosterman says the video for this song is ):
The Original Wrapper
I was sittin' home on the West End watchin' cable TV with a female friend we were watchin' the news, the world's in a mess the poor and the hungry, a world in distress Herpes, AIDS, the Middle East at full throttle better check that sausage, before you put it in the waffle and while you're at it, check what's in the batter make sure that candy's in the Original Wrapper Hey, pitcher, better check that batter make sure that candy's in the Original Wrapper Reagan says abortion's murder while he's looking at Cardinal O'Connor look at Jerry Falwell Louis Farrakhan both talk religion and the brotherhood of man They both sound like they belong in Teheran watch out, they're goin' full throttle better check that sausage, before you stick it in the waffle and while you're at it better check, what's in the batter make sure that candy's in the Original Wrapper Hey, pitcher, better check that batter make sure that candy's in the Original Wrapper White against white, Black against Jew it seems like it's 1942 the baby sits in front of MTV watching violent fantasies While Dad guzzles beer with his favorite sport only to find his heroes are all coked up classic, original, the same old story the politics of hate in a new surrounding Hate if it's good and hate if it's bad and if this all don't make you mad I'll keep yours and I'll keep mine nothing sacred and nothing divine Father, bless me, we're at full throttle better check that sausage, before you put it in the waffle and while you're at it better check that batter make sure the candy's in the Original Wrapper Hey, pitcher, better check that batter make sure that candy's in the Original Wrapper, hey, hey I was born in the United States and I grew up hard but I grew up straight I saw a lack of morals and a lack of concern a feeling that there's nowhere to turn Yippies, Hippies and upwardly mobile Yuppies don't treat me like I'm some dumb lackey 'cause the murderer lives while the victims die I'd much rather see it an eye for an eye A heart for a heart, a brain for a brain and if this all makes you feel a little insane kick up your heels, turn the music up loud pick up your guitar and look out at the crowd, and say, - - "Don't mean to come on sanctimonious but life's got me nervous and little pugnacious Lugubrious so I give a salutation and rock on out to beat really stupid Ohh, poop, ah, doo and how do you do hip hop gonna bop till I drop." watch out world, comin' at you full throttle better check that sausage, before you put it in the waffle and while you're at it better check that batter make sure the candy's in the Original Wrapper Hey, hey, pitcher, better check that batter make sure the candy's in the Original Wrapper hey, pitcher, better check that batter make sure the candy's in the Original Wrapper, hey, hey, hey | |
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Ex-Moderator | Ace said: CarrieMpls said: I know very little of Lou's solo stuff. But I'll dedicate Who Loves The Sun to myself.
I'm just the opposite: I know very little (relatively speaking) of his V.U. lyrics. But his solo stuff (esp. New York, Magic & Loss and Set The Twilight Reeling) is stunning. And don't be such a Gloomy Gus! Fuck this guy! He can't come between you and the sun! eh, I only dedicated it it to myself cause it kicks off one of my favorite albums. And I always sing along. And it seemed a little cliche to dedicate Sweet Jane. Someday I'll check out more of the solo stuff, I know I will. |
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Ex-Moderator | Ace said: For CarrieMpls ('cause she's "Advanced" - like Chuck Klosterman says the video for this song is ):
The Original Wrapper
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to Jerseykrs
Caught between the twisted stars The plotted lines the faulty map That brought columbus to new york Betwixt between the east and west He calls on her wearing a leather vest The earth squeals and shudders to a halt A diamond crucifix in his ear Is used to help ward off the fear That he has left his soul in someones rented car Inside his pants he hides a mop To clean the mess that he has dropped Into the life of lithesome juliette bell And romeo wanted juliette And juliette wanted romeo And romeo wanted juliette And juliette wanted romeo Romeo rodriguez squares His shoulders and curses jesus Runs a comb through his black pony-tail Hes thinking of his lonely room The sink that by his bed gives off a stink Then smells her perfume in his eyes And her voice was like a bell Outside the street were steaming the crack Dealers were dreaming Of an uzi someone had just scored I betcha I could hit that light With my one good arm behind my back Says little joey diaz Brother give me another tote Those downtown hoods are no damn good Those italians need a lesson to be taught This cop who died in harlem You think theyd get the warnin I was dancing when his brains run out on the street And romeo had juliette And juliette had her romeo And romeo had juliette And juliette had her romeo Ill take manhattan in a garbage bag With latin written on it that says Its hard to give a shit these days Manhattans sinking like a rock Into the filthy hudson what a shock They wrote a book about it They said it was like ancient rome The perfume burned his eyes Holding tightly to her thighs And something flickered for a minute And then it vanished and was gone | |
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shausler said: to Jerseykrs
Caught between the twisted stars The plotted lines the faulty map That brought columbus to new york Betwixt between the east and west He calls on her wearing a leather vest The earth squeals and shudders to a halt A diamond crucifix in his ear Is used to help ward off the fear That he has left his soul in someones rented car Inside his pants he hides a mop To clean the mess that he has dropped Into the life of lithesome juliette bell And romeo wanted juliette And juliette wanted romeo And romeo wanted juliette And juliette wanted romeo Romeo rodriguez squares His shoulders and curses jesus Runs a comb through his black pony-tail Hes thinking of his lonely room The sink that by his bed gives off a stink Then smells her perfume in his eyes And her voice was like a bell Outside the street were steaming the crack Dealers were dreaming Of an uzi someone had just scored I betcha I could hit that light With my one good arm behind my back Says little joey diaz Brother give me another tote Those downtown hoods are no damn good Those italians need a lesson to be taught This cop who died in harlem You think theyd get the warnin I was dancing when his brains run out on the street And romeo had juliette And juliette had her romeo And romeo had juliette And juliette had her romeo Ill take manhattan in a garbage bag With latin written on it that says Its hard to give a shit these days Manhattans sinking like a rock Into the filthy hudson what a shock They wrote a book about it They said it was like ancient rome The perfume burned his eyes Holding tightly to her thighs And something flickered for a minute And then it vanished and was gone Shaus! Where the hell ya been, bitch? | |
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july said: Who is Lou Reed!?
the pudgy one from *NSYNC | |
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Anx said: july said: Who is Lou Reed!?
the pudgy one from *NSYNC | |
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shausler said: to Jerseykrs
Caught between the twisted stars The plotted lines the faulty map That brought columbus to new york Betwixt between the east and west He calls on her wearing a leather vest The earth squeals and shudders to a halt A diamond crucifix in his ear Is used to help ward off the fear That he has left his soul in someones rented car Inside his pants he hides a mop To clean the mess that he has dropped Into the life of lithesome juliette bell And romeo wanted juliette And juliette wanted romeo And romeo wanted juliette And juliette wanted romeo Romeo rodriguez squares His shoulders and curses jesus Runs a comb through his black pony-tail Hes thinking of his lonely room The sink that by his bed gives off a stink Then smells her perfume in his eyes And her voice was like a bell Outside the street were steaming the crack Dealers were dreaming Of an uzi someone had just scored I betcha I could hit that light With my one good arm behind my back Says little joey diaz Brother give me another tote Those downtown hoods are no damn good Those italians need a lesson to be taught This cop who died in harlem You think theyd get the warnin I was dancing when his brains run out on the street And romeo had juliette And juliette had her romeo And romeo had juliette And juliette had her romeo Ill take manhattan in a garbage bag With latin written on it that says Its hard to give a shit these days Manhattans sinking like a rock Into the filthy hudson what a shock They wrote a book about it They said it was like ancient rome The perfume burned his eyes Holding tightly to her thighs And something flickered for a minute And then it vanished and was gone damn, I missed this!!! I think I have a man crush on shaus. | |
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To all orgers, because this is one of the greatest songs ever...
STREET HASSLE a) Waltzing Matilda Waltzing Matilda whipped out her wallet the sexy boy smiled in dismay She took out four twenties 'cause she liked round figures everybody's queen for a day Oh, babe, I'm on fire and you know I admire your - - body why don't we slip away Although I'm sure you're certain, it's a rarity me flirtin' sha-la-la-la, this way Oh, sha-la-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la hey, baby, come on, let's slip away Luscious and gorgeous, oh what a humpin' muscle call out the national guard She creamed in her jeans as he picked up her knees from off of the formica topped bar And cascading slowly, he lifted her wholly and boldly out of this world And despite people's derision proved to be more than diversion sha-la-la-la, later on And then sha-la-la-la-la, he entered her slowly and showed her where he was coming from And then sha-la-la-la-la, he made love to her gently it was like she'd never ever come And then sha-la-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la when the sun rose and he made to leave You know, sha-la-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la neither one regretted a thing b) Street Hassle Hey, that cunt's not breathing I think she's had too much of something or other, hey, man, you know what I mean? I don't mean to scare you but you're the one who came here and you're the one who's gotta take her when you leave I'm not being smart or trying to be cold on my part and I'm not gonna wear my heart on my sleeve But you know people get all emotional and sometimes, man, they just don't act rational you know, they think they're just on TV Sha-la-la-la, man why don't you just slip her away You know, I'm glad that we met man it really was nice talking and I really wish that there was a little more time to speak But you know it could be a hassle trying to explain this all to a police officer about how it was that your old lady got herself stiffed And it's not like we could help but there wasn't nothing no one could do and if there was, man, you know I would have been the first But when someone turns that blue well, it's a universal truth and then you just know that bitch will never fuck again By the way, that's really some bad shit that you came to our place with but you ought to be more careful around the little girls It's either the best or it's the worst and since I don't have to choose I guess I won't and I know this ain't no way to treat a guest But why don't you grab your old lady by the feet and just lay her out in the darkest street and by morning, she's just another hit and run. You know, some people got no choice and they can never find a voice to talk with that they can even call their own So the first thing that they see that allows them the right to be why they follow it, you know, it's called bad luck. c) Slipaway well hey(man), that's just a lie, it's a lie she tells her friends. 'cause the real song, the real song where she won't even admit to herself the beatin' in her heart. It's a song lots of people know. It's a painful song a little sad truth but life full of sad songs penny for a wish But wishin' won't make you a soldier. With a pretty kiss for a pretty face can't have its way Y'know tramps like us, we were born to pay. Love has gone away and there's no one here now And there's nothing left to say but, oh, how I miss him, baby Oh, baby, come on and slip away come on, baby, why don't you slip away Love is gone away took the rings off my fingers And there's nothing left to say but, oh how, oh how I need him, baby Come on, baby, I need you baby oh, please don't slip away I need your loving so bad, babe please don't slip away | |
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Anx said: july said: Who is Lou Reed!?
the pudgy one from *NSYNC I once met a European dude on a beach in France (1987) who had a Lou cassette with him and insisted "The Original (W)rapper" ("Advanced" or not, Klosterman, it's still cheese a la mode ) was dead. | |
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MartyMcFly said: To all orgers, because this is one of the greatest songs ever...
STREET HASSLE a) Waltzing Matilda Waltzing Matilda whipped out her wallet the sexy boy smiled in dismay She took out four twenties 'cause she liked round figures everybody's queen for a day Oh, babe, I'm on fire and you know I admire your - - body why don't we slip away Although I'm sure you're certain, it's a rarity me flirtin' sha-la-la-la, this way Oh, sha-la-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la hey, baby, come on, let's slip away Luscious and gorgeous, oh what a humpin' muscle call out the national guard She creamed in her jeans as he picked up her knees from off of the formica topped bar And cascading slowly, he lifted her wholly and boldly out of this world And despite people's derision proved to be more than diversion sha-la-la-la, later on And then sha-la-la-la-la, he entered her slowly and showed her where he was coming from And then sha-la-la-la-la, he made love to her gently it was like she'd never ever come And then sha-la-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la when the sun rose and he made to leave You know, sha-la-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la neither one regretted a thing b) Street Hassle Hey, that cunt's not breathing I think she's had too much of something or other, hey, man, you know what I mean? I don't mean to scare you but you're the one who came here and you're the one who's gotta take her when you leave I'm not being smart or trying to be cold on my part and I'm not gonna wear my heart on my sleeve But you know people get all emotional and sometimes, man, they just don't act rational you know, they think they're just on TV Sha-la-la-la, man why don't you just slip her away You know, I'm glad that we met man it really was nice talking and I really wish that there was a little more time to speak But you know it could be a hassle trying to explain this all to a police officer about how it was that your old lady got herself stiffed And it's not like we could help but there wasn't nothing no one could do and if there was, man, you know I would have been the first But when someone turns that blue well, it's a universal truth and then you just know that bitch will never fuck again By the way, that's really some bad shit that you came to our place with but you ought to be more careful around the little girls It's either the best or it's the worst and since I don't have to choose I guess I won't and I know this ain't no way to treat a guest But why don't you grab your old lady by the feet and just lay her out in the darkest street and by morning, she's just another hit and run. You know, some people got no choice and they can never find a voice to talk with that they can even call their own So the first thing that they see that allows them the right to be why they follow it, you know, it's called bad luck. c) Slipaway well hey(man), that's just a lie, it's a lie she tells her friends. 'cause the real song, the real song where she won't even admit to herself the beatin' in her heart. It's a song lots of people know. It's a painful song a little sad truth but life full of sad songs penny for a wish But wishin' won't make you a soldier. With a pretty kiss for a pretty face can't have its way Y'know tramps like us, we were born to pay. Love has gone away and there's no one here now And there's nothing left to say but, oh, how I miss him, baby Oh, baby, come on and slip away come on, baby, why don't you slip away Love is gone away took the rings off my fingers And there's nothing left to say but, oh how, oh how I need him, baby Come on, baby, I need you baby oh, please don't slip away I need your loving so bad, babe please don't slip away You know that's Springsteen mumbling the part in the middle, eh? | |
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jerseykrs said: damn, I missed this!!! I think I have a man crush on shaus. OH HELL YEAH!!! | |
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AsianBomb777 said: jerseykrs said: damn, I missed this!!! I think I have a man crush on shaus. OH HELL YEAH!!! Get in line. | |
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Who is lou reed? | |
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Ace said: You know that's Springsteen mumbling the part in the middle, eh?
Yes and mumble he does... you can hardly make out what he's saying... it adds yet MORE magic to the track though... | |
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luv4all7 said: Who is lou reed?
He's the overrated guy who almost broke up Paris & Nicole's BFF F! | |
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Ace said: luv4all7 said: Who is lou reed?
He's the overrated guy who almost broke up Paris & Nicole's BFF F! That bastard! I decided we should wear total outfits tonight. | |
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MartyMcFly said: Ace said: You know that's Springsteen mumbling the part in the middle, eh?
Yes and mumble he does It was Darkness era; that was his bag then. Of course, didn't help matters none that Lou was trying to penetrate him as he sang. | |
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luv4all7 said: Ace said: He's the overrated guy who almost broke up Paris & Nicole's BFF F! That bastard! I decided we should wear total outfits tonight. Totally! That's hawt! | |
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For AKG...
You're an adventurer you sail across the oceans you climb the Himalayas seeking truth and beauty as a natural state You're a queen reborn worshipped from above afar some see you as an elixir an elemental natural seeking perfect grace In a catacomb or cave of endless drawings prehistoric or religious your accomplishments prodigious seeking out the perfect tone Your language so clear your voice perfectly turning as in the city I sit yearning blowing rings of smoke from thin cigars or driving fast in foreign cars to capture your remains, huh You're an adventurer a turban wet wrapped 'round your head on the mountainside they predict your death oh how you fooled them all But subjects are a poor excuse when what you really want's a muse an inspirating knowledge of what comes before Ooohhh, speeds of light the momentary flicker of a candle in its wicker basket smoking wax, facts Did you find that superior knowledge that eluded you in college Did you find that super vortex that could cause your cerebral cortex ooohhh, to lose its grip You're an adventurer you were out looking for meaning while the rest of us were steaming in an inspirating ah, urban pit An adventurer you enter as I'm dreaming I wish I'd never wake up Differentiating scheming from my one true love You're an adventurer you love the angles and the cherries the height and width of levies the natural bridge and tunnels of the human race You're an adventurer nothing seem to scare you and if it does it won't dissuade you you just will not think about it you dismiss it and defocus you redefine the locus of your time in space, race As you move further from me and though I understand the thinking and have often done the same thing I find parts of me gone You're an adventurer and though I'll surely miss you and of course I'll survive without you and maybe good will come of that But at this point, ah I anticipate some grieving and although I know your leaving is a necessary adjunct to what we both do An adventurer splitting up the atom splitting up the once was splitting up the essence of our star-crossed fate None who meet you do forget you, my adventurer my adventurer, my adventurer-venturer my adventuress | |
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SnakePeel said: For AKG...
You're an adventurer you sail across the oceans you climb the Himalayas seeking truth and beauty as a natural state You're a queen reborn worshipped from above afar some see you as an elixir an elemental natural seeking perfect grace In a catacomb or cave of endless drawings prehistoric or religious your accomplishments prodigious seeking out the perfect tone Your language so clear your voice perfectly turning as in the city I sit yearning blowing rings of smoke from thin cigars or driving fast in foreign cars to capture your remains, huh You're an adventurer a turban wet wrapped 'round your head on the mountainside they predict your death oh how you fooled them all But subjects are a poor excuse when what you really want's a muse an inspirating knowledge of what comes before Ooohhh, speeds of light the momentary flicker of a candle in its wicker basket smoking wax, facts Did you find that superior knowledge that eluded you in college Did you find that super vortex that could cause your cerebral cortex ooohhh, to lose its grip You're an adventurer you were out looking for meaning while the rest of us were steaming in an inspirating ah, urban pit An adventurer you enter as I'm dreaming I wish I'd never wake up Differentiating scheming from my one true love You're an adventurer you love the angles and the cherries the height and width of levies the natural bridge and tunnels of the human race You're an adventurer nothing seem to scare you and if it does it won't dissuade you you just will not think about it you dismiss it and defocus you redefine the locus of your time in space, race As you move further from me and though I understand the thinking and have often done the same thing I find parts of me gone You're an adventurer and though I'll surely miss you and of course I'll survive without you and maybe good will come of that But at this point, ah I anticipate some grieving and although I know your leaving is a necessary adjunct to what we both do An adventurer splitting up the atom splitting up the once was splitting up the essence of our star-crossed fate None who meet you do forget you, my adventurer my adventurer, my adventurer-venturer my adventuress Another Laurie song (there's 4 or 5 on that album, I think). | |
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Ace said: SnakePeel said: For AKG...
You're an adventurer you sail across the oceans you climb the Himalayas seeking truth and beauty as a natural state You're a queen reborn worshipped from above afar some see you as an elixir an elemental natural seeking perfect grace In a catacomb or cave of endless drawings prehistoric or religious your accomplishments prodigious seeking out the perfect tone Your language so clear your voice perfectly turning as in the city I sit yearning blowing rings of smoke from thin cigars or driving fast in foreign cars to capture your remains, huh You're an adventurer a turban wet wrapped 'round your head on the mountainside they predict your death oh how you fooled them all But subjects are a poor excuse when what you really want's a muse an inspirating knowledge of what comes before Ooohhh, speeds of light the momentary flicker of a candle in its wicker basket smoking wax, facts Did you find that superior knowledge that eluded you in college Did you find that super vortex that could cause your cerebral cortex ooohhh, to lose its grip You're an adventurer you were out looking for meaning while the rest of us were steaming in an inspirating ah, urban pit An adventurer you enter as I'm dreaming I wish I'd never wake up Differentiating scheming from my one true love You're an adventurer you love the angles and the cherries the height and width of levies the natural bridge and tunnels of the human race You're an adventurer nothing seem to scare you and if it does it won't dissuade you you just will not think about it you dismiss it and defocus you redefine the locus of your time in space, race As you move further from me and though I understand the thinking and have often done the same thing I find parts of me gone You're an adventurer and though I'll surely miss you and of course I'll survive without you and maybe good will come of that But at this point, ah I anticipate some grieving and although I know your leaving is a necessary adjunct to what we both do An adventurer splitting up the atom splitting up the once was splitting up the essence of our star-crossed fate None who meet you do forget you, my adventurer my adventurer, my adventurer-venturer my adventuress Another Laurie song (there's 4 or 5 on that album, I think). One of his best albums, imo. I was in New York last month and kept humming "Egg Cream" the entire time...although I was unsuccessful in my attempt to find a restaurant that served the concoction. | |
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SnakePeel said: Ace said: Another Laurie song (there's 4 or 5 on that album, I think). One of his best albums, imo. I was in New York last month and kept humming "Egg Cream" the entire time...although I was unsuccessful in my attempt to find a restaurant that served the concoction. I have friends in the Brooklyn and they know some of the places name-checked in the tune. Doesn't 9s live in the 'hood? You should hit him up via Orgnote and get his wack ass over here. | |
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Ace said: SnakePeel said: One of his best albums, imo. I was in New York last month and kept humming "Egg Cream" the entire time...although I was unsuccessful in my attempt to find a restaurant that served the concoction. I have friends in the Brooklyn and they know some of the places name-checked in the tune. Doesn't 9s live in the 'hood? You should hit him up via Orgnote and get his wack ass over here. I only got to see downtown Manhattan; I was there for a freelance writing assignment and spent 80% of my time at the Waldorf. I DID get to hit up Greenwich Village, Central Park and a few landmarks like the Carnegie Deli. | |
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SnakePeel said: Ace said: I have friends in the Brooklyn and they know some of the places name-checked in the tune. Doesn't 9s live in the 'hood? You should hit him up via Orgnote and get his wack ass over here. I only got to see downtown Manhattan; I was there for a freelance writing assignment and spent 80% of my time at the Waldorf. I DID get to hit up Greenwich Village, Central Park and a few landmarks like the Carnegie Deli. Nice digs they put you up in there. Manhattan's where it's at, anyway. :countingthesecondsuntil9sshowsupandgetsdefensive: | |
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Ace said: For LleeLlee:
How do you speak to an angel? This song only has one line, its lovely though | |
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LleeLlee said: Ace said: For LleeLlee:
This song only has one line, its lovely though There are a whole bunch of other words, but it's just, like, "". I'm a cut to the chase, kinda guy. | |
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eggcream
i love when he says "there must be something in L.A. jesus he is sooo due | |
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