Thema: UA-Lyrics

[wjassula]

 Wenn man im Text von "Californication" von den Red Hot Chili Peppers das QWort "Californication" jedesmal durch "Unknown Armies" ersetzt, bekommt man DEN UA Theme-Song:

Psychic spies from China Try to steal your mind’s elation/Little girls from Sweden Dream of silver screen quotations And if you want these kind of dreams
It’s Unknwon Armies / It’s the edge of the world And all of western civilization/ The sun may rise in the East At least it settles in the final location/It’s understood that Hollywood sells Unknown Armies/Pay your surgeon very well To break the spell of aging/Celebrity skin is this your chin Or is that war your waging/First born unicorn
Hard core soft porn/Dream of Unknown Armies/Marry me girl be my fairy to the world/Be my very own constellation/A teenage bride with a baby inside
Getting high on information/And buy me a star on the boulevard/It’s Unknwon Armies/Space may be the final frontier But it’s made in a Hollywood basement/Cobain can you hear the spheres Singing songs off station to station/And Alderon’s not far away/It’s Unknown Armies/Born and raised by those who praise
Control of population/ everybody’s been there and I don’t mean on vacation/Destruction leads to a very rough road/But it also breeds creation
And earthquakes are to a girl’s guitar/They’re just another good vibration/And tidal waves couldn’t save the world/From Unknown Armies/

Und besonders geil am Schluss: Sicker than the rest/There is no test/But this is what you’re craving

[Patrick]

Funktioniert auch für "Hotel California" von den Eagles. Sollte mich nicht überraschen, wenn man das für eine Menge Lieder machen könnte.

[wjassula]

Ebent. Mach doch mal  .

[6]

Da muesste wahrscheinlich ein wenig dran gearbeitet werden, aber:

Jethro Tull - Unknown Armies

In the shuffling madess
of the Unknown Armies,
runs the all-time loser,
headlong to his death.
He feels the piston scraping --
steam breaking on his brow --
old Charlie stole the handle and
the train won't stop going --
no way to slow down.
He sees his children jumping off
at the stations -- one by one.
His woman and his best friend --
in bed and having fun.
He's crawling down the corridor
on his hands and knees --
old Charlie stole the handle and
the train won't stop going --
no way to slow down.
He hears the silence howling --
catches angels as they fall.
And the all-time winner
has got him by the balls.
He picks up Unknown Armies --
open at page one --
old Charlie stole the handle and
the train won't stop going --
no way to slow down.

[wjassula]

Uhhh...sehr schön  .

[6]

Manchmal gehts auch ohne Lyrik-Veränderung

Happy Rhodes -Off From Out From Under Me

I knew a man who was very odd
He'd always thought that someone was following him
He'd talk of entities that didn't exist
Or so I thought...

Off from out from under me
Off from out from under me
Off from out from under me
Off from out from under me

His paranoia intrigued me so
I was sure he'd escaped from the looney bin
Every day it became clearer
He was right...

Off from out from under me
Off from out from under me
Off from out from under me
Off from out from under me

Goodbye my lunatic, I hope you're faring well
I'm trying to keep them off from out from under you
You were right little madman they're hovering at my head
I'm trying to keep them off from out from under me

This man had knowledge of right and wrong
He could separate light from dark
He showed me the horrors of infesting thoughts
Of emotions...

Off from out from under me
Off from out from under me
Off from out from under me
Off from out from under me
Off from out from under me
Off from out from under me
Off from out from under me
Off from out from under me

Thanks be my lunatic, I know he's faring well
It's over now, they're off from out from under him
They can't hurt the madman
Now they're hammering at my head
I must die to get them off from out from under me

Off from out from under me
Off from out from under me
Off from out from under me
Off from out from under me
Off from out from under me
Off from out from under me
Off from out from under me
Off from out from under me

[wjassula]

@CP: Von wem?

My name is Godwalker and I am funky
My name is Godwalker the one and only
I did not come 2 funk around
'Tll I get your daughter I won't leave this town
In the beginning, Adam'n' Eve made the sea
But on the 7th day they made me
They was tryin' to rest y'all when they heard the sound
Sound like a guitar cold gettin' down
I tried to bust a high note, but I bust a string
Adam'n'Eve were worried 'til they heard me sing

My name is Godwalker and I am funky
My name is Godwalker the one and only - hurt me

(Do that, do that, somebody)
(Do that, do that, somebody)
Hurt me (Do that, do that, somebody)
(Do that, do that, somebody)
(Do that, do that, somebody)
(Do that, do that, somebody)
(Do that, do that, somebody)
(Do that, do that, somebody)

My name is Godwalker and I am funky
When it come to funk I am a junky
I know from righteous I know from sin
I got 2 sides and they both friends
Don't try 2 clock 'em, they're much too fast
If u try to stop 'em they kick that ass
Without a pistol, without a gun
When u hear my music you'll be havin' fun
That's when I gottcha that's when u mine
To tell the truth, tell me what's my line?

My name is Godwalker and I am funky (You can't stop the Godwalker)
My name is Godwalker the one and only - hurt me (You can't stop the Godwalker)

(Do that, do that, somebody)
(Do that, do that, somebody)
(Do that, do that, somebody)
Funky fresh 4 the 90's (Do that, do that, somebody)

(nach Prince: "My name is Prince")

[wjassula]

The Living Mirror of Heaven

Time takes its crazy toll
and how does your mirror grow
you better watch yourself when you jump into it
'cause the mirror's gonna steal your soul

I wonder how it came to be my friend
that someone just like you has come again
you'll never, never know how close you came
until you fall in love with the diamond rain

throw all his trash away
look out he's here to stay
your mirror's gonna crack when he breaks into it
and you'll never never be the same

look into his eyes and you can see
why all the little kids are dressed in dreams
I wonder how he's gonna make it back
when he sees that you just know it's make-belief

blood crystalized as sand
and now I hope you'll understand
you reflected into his looking glass soul
and now the mirror is your only friend

look into his eyes and you will see
that men are not alone on the diamond sea
sail into the heart of the lonely storm
and tell her that you'll love her eternally

time takes its crazy toll
mirror fallin' off the wall
you better look out for the looking glass girl
'cause she's gonna take you for a fall

look into his eyes and you shall see
why everything is quiet and nothing's free
I wonder how he's gonna make her smile
when love is running wild on the diamond sea

(Sonic Youth: "Diamond Sea")

[6]

Von Happy Rhodes.
Von der kann man ne Menge Texte direkt übernehmen

[Hoarfrost]

Jemand, der Sonic Youth mag! Hach! An mein Herz, Genosse!

Eine meiner liebsten Songquellen für UA sind die Butthole Surfers. Hier z.B. "Pepper":

Marky got with Sharon, and Sharon got Sharice
She was sharing Sharon's outlook on the topic of disease
Mikey had a facial scar, and Bobby was a racist
They were all in love with dying, they were doing it in Texas
Tommy played piano like a kid out in the rain
Then he lost his leg in Dallas, he was dancing with a train
They were all in love with dying, they were drinking from a fountain
That was pouring like an avalanche coming down the mountain

I don't mind the sun sometimes, the images it shows
I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes
Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies
You never know just how you look through other people's eyes

Some will die in hot pursuit in fiery auto crashes
Some will die in hot pursuit while sifting through my ashes
Some will fall in love with life and drink it from a fountain
That is pouring like an avalanche coming down the mountain

[Chorus]

Another Mikey took a knife while arguing in traffic
Flipper died a natural death, he caught a nasty virus
Then there was the ever-present football player rapist
They were all in love with dying, they were doing it in Texas
Polly caught a bullet, but it only hit his leg
Well it should have been a better shot and got him in the head
They were all in love with dying, they were drinking from a fountain
That was pouring like an avalanche coming down the mountain

[Chorus]

...könnte glatt eine Zusammenfassung eines meiner Abenteuer sein... 

[wjassula]

Ah, Hoarfrost, das ist sehr gut   . Tja, und Sonic Youth ist halt eine Bank. Was richtig schlechtes haben die noch nicht gemacht, oder? Aber wollen wir mal nicht zu weit vom Thema abkommen.

[Hoarfrost]

...einen hab' ich noch - Butthole Surfers, "The Lord is a monkey":

AHHHH...The Lord is a monkey
Thanksgiving's coming on the Fourth of July
In the form of a girl with a needle in her eye
Well she come from out west on a nickel's worth of gas
Got her mind on her money and a dope up her ass
Outside of Phenix she was kinda broke down
Burned a cracker-boy rig and she was out of that town.

HA HA HA HAA

Well she was a Hare Krishna in the ashwam bed
She was sellin' more skies had a funky-ass head
Well she played with my mouth and she threw me on the bed
And she cut off my balls and she sewed 'em to my head
Well she's headin' back east in a 67 Caddy
Got her mind on her money and a dope for her daddy

OOOOOOOoooooooooo

Well I met her on the street where she beat me like a fool
Then she got me accepted to an ivy league school
Well I really did good but it's kickin' my ass
I lost 38 pounds and my eye turned to glass
Well she's looking pretty good the first week in July
She's got a dope up her ass and a needle in her eye

Thanksgivings coming on the Fourth of July
In the form of a girl with a needle in her eye
Well she come from out west on a nickel's worth of gas
Got her mind on her money and a dope up her ass

Epideromantie? NarcoAlchemie? Plutomantie? Böse, böse Rituale? Schalten sie ein, wenn es wieder heisst...

[Jestocost]

Klasse, anscheinend ist Sonic Youth wohl ein Muss für UA Fans. Geht mir ja auch nicht anders.

Aber machen wie mal mit den Affen weiter - mit einem deutlichen Hinweise auf die Statosphäre oder einen erfolgreichen Wechsel im Unsichtbaren Rat:

PIXIES: "Monkey Gone To Heaven"

there was a guy
an under water guy who controlled the sea
got killed by ten million pounds of sludge
from new york and new jersey
this monkey's gone to heaven

the creature in the sky
got sucked in a whole
now there's a hole in the sky
and the ground's not cold
and if the ground's not cold
everything is gonna burn
we'll all take turns
i'll get mine, too
this monkey's gone to heaven

rock me joe!

if man is 5 [3x]
then the devil is 6 [5x]
then god is 7 [3x]
this monkey's gone to heaven

[wjassula]

Ganz ohne Textänderung passt auch folgender Song atmospärisch wie textlich sehr gut zu UA:

Lou Reed: "Walk on the wild side"
Holly came from Miami, F.L.A.
Hitch-hiked her way across the USA
Plucked her eyebrows on the way
Shaved her legs and then he was a she
She says, Hey babe
Take a walk on the wild side
She said, Hey honey
Take a walk on the wild side
   
Candy came from out on the Island
In the backroom she was everybody's darlin'
But she never lost her head
Even when she was giving head
She says, Hey babe
Take a walk on the wild side
Said, Hey babe
Take a walk on the wild side
And the colored girls go
doo do doo do doo do do doo
 
Little Joe never once gave it away
Everybody had to pay and pay
A hustle here and a hustle there
New York City's the place where they said, Hey babe
Take a walk on the wild side
I said, Hey Joe
Take a walk on the wild side

Sugar Plum Fairy came and hit the streets
Lookin' for soul food and a place to eat
Went to the Apollo
You should've seen 'em go go go
They said, Hey sugar
Take a walk on the wild side
I Said, Hey babe
Take a walk on the wild side
All right, huh

Jackie is just speeding away
Thought she was James Dean for a day
Then I guess she had to crash
Valium would have helped that bash
Said, Hey babe,
Take a walk on the wild side
I said, Hey honey,
Take a walk on the wild side
And the colored girls say,
doo do doo do doo do do doo

Und wegen des tollen Englisch, aber auch wegen des letzten Verses:

Nancy Sinatra: "These boots are made for walkin'"

You keep saying you've got something for me.
something you call love, but confess.
You've been messin' where you shouldn't have been a messin'
and now someone else is gettin' all your best.

These boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll do
one of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you.

You keep lying, when you oughta be truthin'
and you keep losin' when you oughta not bet.
You keep samin' when you oughta be changin'.
Now what's right is right, but you ain't been right yet.

These boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll do
one of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you.

You keep playin' where you shouldn't be playin
and you keep thinkin' that you磍l never get burnt.
Ha! I just found me a brand new box of matches yeah
and what he know you ain't had time to learn.

Are you ready boots? Start walkin'!

Und einer der gruseligsten Songs aller Zeiten:

Robert Johnson "Me and the devil blues"

Early this mornin'
when you knocked upon my door
Early this mornin', ooh
when you knocked upon my door
And I said, "Hello, Satan,"
I believe it's time to go."

Me and the Devil
was walkin' side by side
Me and the Devil, ooh
was walkin' side by side
And I'm goin' to beat my woman
until I get satisfied

She say you don't see why
that you will dog me 'round
(spoken) Now, babe, you know you ain't doin' me
right, don'cha
She say you don't see why, ooh
that you will dog me 'round
It must-a be that old evil spirit
so deep down in the ground

You may bury my body
down by the highway side
(spoken) Baby, I don't care where you bury my
body when I'm dead and gone
You may bury my body, ooh
down by the highway side
So my old evil spirit
can catch a Greyhound bus and ride

Einstürzende Neubauten: "Yü Gung (fütter mein Ego)"

Fütter mein Ego!
Fütter mein Ego!
Fütter mein Ego!
Lass uns noch was Wodka holen
russische Vitamine
Ich glaub, wir müssen nochmal hin
Ich glaub, der Typ schläft schon
Bestimmt! Niemals!
Zieh!
Niemals schlafen! Alles Lügen! Staubiges Vergnügen!
Telefon! Zieh!
Hörst du das nicht?
Eine fixe Idee geht durchs Zimmer
Riemenschneider schnitzt sie in meine Gehirnwindungen
dübelt sich in meinen Kopf
Später dann
kannst du Regale dran aufstellen, oder …
Zieh! Telefon! Jetzt aber wirklich
Sag mal hörst du das nicht?
Zieh! Das brennt ja wie verrückt!
Fütter mein Ego!
Fütter mein Ego!
Fütter mein Ego!
Ich bin das ganze chinesische Volk
und Yü-Gung kann Berge versetzen
und alles ist wichtig
Wovon reden wir denn die ganze Zeit?
Zieh! Pst!
Numb your ideals!
Numb your ideas…
Oder simpel deine Zähne!
In meinem Mund ist sowieso alles verrottet
und meine Nase hat direkten Zugang zum Gehirn
Ich bin 6 m gross und alles ist wichtig
Ich bin 9 m gross und alles ist mehr als wichtig
Ich bin 12 m gross und alles ist unvorstellbar
Fütter mein Ego
Fütter mein Ego!
Fütter mein Ego!
Fütter mein Ego a go go
Zieh!
Ich bin das ganze chinesische Volk
und Yü-Gung kann Berge versetzen
Bin 6m gross
Bin 9m gross
Bin 12m gross und
Fütter mein Ego
Fütter mein Ego!
Fütter mein Ego!
Heut Nacht!
Niemals schlafen
Alles Lügen
Staubiges Vergnügen

[Morgh]

Weil ich es derzeit rauf und runter höre, während ich an der Kampagne arbeite:

See the animal in it's cage that you built
Are you sure what side you're on?
Better not look him too closely in the eye
Are you sure what side of the glass you are on?
See the safety of the life you have built
Everything where it belongs
Feel the hollowness inside of your heart
And it's all
Right where it belongs

What if everything around you
Isn't quite as it seems?
What if all the world you think you know
Is an elaborate dream?
And if you look at your reflection
Is it all you wanted to be?
What if you could look right through the cracks?
Would'nt you find yourself
Find yourself afraid to see?

What if all the world's inside of your head
Just creations of your own?
Your devils and your gods
All the living and the dead
And you really are alone
You can live in this illusion
You can choose to believe
You keep looking but you can't find the woods
While you're hiding in the trees

What if everything around you
Isn't quite as it seems?
What if all the world you used to know
Is an elaborate dream?
And if you look at your reflection
Is it all you wanted to be?
What if you could look right through the cracks
Would you find yourself
Find yourself afraid to see?

"Right Where It Belongs"
Nine Inch Nails