Hitting us on the head with a frying pan, They Might Be Giants took their storybook silliness and let it all hang out on "Particle Man. Her knotted back felt like her spine was jelly but then the facts melt and you end up kvelling, Busy bumble bee, buzzing humbly, be in love with me. Somewhere a little boy is trying his damnedest just to get by. Nothing was left to tie her down so she left me for a wedding gown. In It for the Soul Blessed are the poor, for theirs is heaven Blessed are the merciful for they shall have mercy Blessed are the meek for they shall inherit the earth Blessed are the peacemakers. Newland Archer's fate will never be mine!
No Sign Of Life Except a ripped-up and tattered copy of "The Sunday Times" It smelt of lavender perfume And we looked about, in search of somebody But there was no one Only a newspaper The only evidence of the other passenger Whoever she was No more trifling ones and zeros. Will you come outside and see? You remember how he told you that black holes were like Jesus. Big yellow nigger eyes like a Randy Newman Capetown Christmas. I invite you all, we'll have a ball, then we'll let our terror fall.
A SMILE FROM THE TRENCHES LYRICS - Juicyfruit
A coffeehouse balladeer who died way before his time — he drowned in April of — Jeff Buckley was as delicate as your sweetheart's whispers on a cold winter morning. We didn't have one conversation between any of the acts. She's on the phone on the toilet, she's on the toilet on the phone. He was in it for your soul. But, stumbling drunk we crawled back to our motel room and I fell against you and felt your beating heart. Digging the music industry out of the depths of pop boredom, Nirvana made rock music cool again, ushering in a wave of alternative that would still be alive and kicking eight years later.
Well brother I bet you do! No Sign Of Life Except a ripped-up and tattered copy of "The Sunday Times" It smelt of lavender perfume And we looked about, in search of somebody But there was no one Only a newspaper The only evidence of the other passenger Whoever she was One day things will be filled in. You musta had to know she would eventually capitulate Couldya read between her lines even before you been with her? O coiled cord so cumbersome.