But Why

We recently came to the conclusion, as you may have done some time ago, that the world needed saving.

Unlike you (one can only assume, given we named this page what we named it and you, well, didn't) we felt the best way to save the world would be with a collaborative blog.

Don't ask us to explain how, but the blog did save it, and you, friends, are welcome.

Saturday, 24 July 2010

TBTSTW's Favourite Lyrics...

These are some of our favourite lyrics, if not necessarily our favourite songs. The reason? There ain't one so get over it and read on. Please?

All the links are to YouTube videos of the songs. This shall be updated...

Andy: From P.C.P by The Manic Street Preachers
"...Liposuction for your bad mouth boy
Cut out your tongue, effigies are sold
Words discoloured, bow to the bland
Heal yourself with sinner's salt
Doctors arrested for euthanasia
Kill smokers through blind vanity
If you're fat don't get ill
Europe's gravestone carved in plastic..."

"Hey, let's cross the seas
and get some culture.
Red wine with every meal
and absinthe after dinner.
We'd look good side by side
walking back to the hotel...

Let's get a bottle and drink alone tonight."


"A falling star fell from your heart and landed in my eyes
I screamed aloud as it tore through them, and now it's left me blind

The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out
You left me in the dark
No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight
In the shadow of your heart..."

"There's a darkness upon me that's flooded in light
In the fine print they tell me what's wrong and what's right
And it comes in black and it comes in white
And I'm frightened by those who don't see it

When nothing is old, deserved or respected
And your life doesn't change by the man that's elected
If you're loved by someone you're never rejected
Decide what to be and go be it..."

"As I look back now it's exactly how you said
But it made no difference to the life that I led
The route that I took may mean that I learnt hard
But you only get one chance to make things play the way you're dreamin' of
I didn't know then but then what the fuck is life for
I still regret it, but now I'm stronger than before..."

"You may find yourself living in a shotgun shack
You may find yourself in another part of the world
You may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobile
You may find yourself in a beautiful house with a beautiful wife
You may ask yourself, well, how did I get here?..."

"...Sunday morning
Only fog on the limbs
I called it again
What do you know
And I filled our days
With cards and gin
You're alight again, my dear..."

A-Bomb: The guitar solos of Jimi Hendrix are all the lyrics I need.

C. Connersby: From Still The Same by Bob Segar

"...You always won everytime you placed a bet
You're still damn good
No one's gotten to you yet
Everytime they were sure they had you caught
You were quicker than they thought
You'd just turn your back and walk

You always said
The cards would never do you wrong
The trick you said
Was never play the game too long
A gambler's share
The only risk that you would take
The only loss you could forsake
The only bluff you couldn't fake...
"


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