songs of suicide and murder....
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i read abt it in the website....did u all listen to the original version of gloomy sunday? maybe the song sing by other artistes no effect? i dun noe... u can chk the history of the song seacrch it in yahoo or wat...
anyway...
I hate myself and want to die
Nirvana
Runny nose and runny yolk
Even if you have a cold still
You can cough on me again
I still havent had my fulfill
In the someday what's that sound?
Broken heart and broken bones
Think of how a castrated horse feels
One more quirky cliche'd phrase
You're the one I wanna refill
In the someday what's that sound?
Most people don't realize
That two large pieces of coral,
Painted brown, and attached to his skull
With common wood screws can make a child look like a deer
is that a sucidal song? i dun understand the lyrics...pls comment -
u lah!Originally posted by ratinacage:muahahahaha.worried about???
dun try to be superman or mary poppins hor....
but u can laugh, so shld be ok ba.... -
coolger, it's just ratty's and my type of music...
should check out the insanity and madness songs.. especially the Nine Inch Nails ones...
now, Trent Reznor is probably one of the most manic depressive people around to come up with songs like thatOriginally posted by coolger03:u lah!
dun try to be superman or mary poppins hor....
but u can laugh, so shld be ok ba.... -
yah, i guess so... but then it's a bit scary reading the title of the thread and what he wrote earlier... hahahaOriginally posted by the Bear:coolger, it's just ratty's and my type of music...
should check out the insanity and madness songs.. especially the Nine Inch Nails ones...
now, Trent Reznor is probably one of the most manic depressive people around to come up with songs like that
but i guess, taht's him lah...
eh... me only listen to a bit of rock... never venture into this erm... metallica or whatever genre of music.... too noisy for me liao... hehe -
you should
then you'll understand where these things come from...
good rock music always has this dangerous edge in it... almost self-destructive...
if you notice, the rock stars are prone to self-destructive tendencies..Originally posted by coolger03:yah, i guess so... but then it's a bit scary reading the title of the thread and what he wrote earlier... hahaha
but i guess, taht's him lah...
eh... me only listen to a bit of rock... never venture into this erm... metallica or whatever genre of music.... too noisy for me liao... hehe -
hmm... i guess so... maybe i shld resurrect my msn sometime soon and get the mp3 from u... heheOriginally posted by the Bear:you should
then you'll understand where these things come from...
good rock music always has this dangerous edge in it... almost self-destructive...
if you notice, the rock stars are prone to self-destructive tendencies.. -
that'll be cool.. if i can find the CDs
didn't rip these songs... yetOriginally posted by coolger03:hmm... i guess so... maybe i shld resurrect my msn sometime soon and get the mp3 from u... hehe -
how abe those songs in the other thread?Originally posted by the Bear:that'll be cool.. if i can find the CDs
didn't rip these songs... yet
but got to wait till i get my msn running.... -
i'll go dig the CDs out.. ripping is easyOriginally posted by coolger03:how abe those songs in the other thread?
but got to wait till i get my msn running.... -
next time meet me gif me... lolz... SUE outing...Originally posted by ratinacage:i have all the songs, but how to send u huh??
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coolger shd try listen to some bluesy or rock stuff...very nice to hear. last time i used to hate rock song alot...but after i listen to some rock cd i fell in love wif the distorted sound of the electric guitar...they seem to sound soothing to me haha....
i recommend eric clapton, bob dylan and jimi hendrix...they play great blues rock stuff...?
anyway the gloomy sunday i not sure its myth or fact too....its originally an hungarian song written in 1933...and the english version is first sung by billie holiday(who's that?)...but since rat never die after hearing the song so i think shd be ok lah...maybe made him horny only.. -
u mean like jump???muahahahahaha......Originally posted by coolger03:u lah!
dun try to be superman or mary poppins hor....
but u can laugh, so shld be ok ba....
i m fine, i listen to these songs when i m in a good mood to keep myself down.....keke -
okie,so u gib me flower seeds, i gib u cd of depressing songs??sounds like a good deal,eh??Originally posted by coolger03:hmm... i guess so... maybe i shld resurrect my msn sometime soon and get the mp3 from u... hehe -
okie...free cd for u!!Originally posted by weidev:next time meet me gif me... lolz... SUE outing... -
agree...Originally posted by ratinacage:which one do u like best...i prefer bjork's. a lot more haunting....
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had known u r weird all along.. but never knew u r THIS weird... heheheOriginally posted by ratinacage:u mean like jump???muahahahahaha......
i m fine, i listen to these songs when i m in a good mood to keep myself down.....keke
but as long as u r HAPPY with it, then ok lah... heheheh -
barter trade? but dunno when i'll meet up with u leh...Originally posted by ratinacage:okie,so u gib me flower seeds, i gib u cd of depressing songs??sounds like a good deal,eh??
i think it's easier if i can get it from bear thru msn... hehehe..
like that u will owe me one.... -
okie okie....i owe u one then....Originally posted by coolger03:barter trade? but dunno when i'll meet up with u leh...
i think it's easier if i can get it from bear thru msn... hehehe..
like that u will owe me one.... -
but then say until so long, the seeds are still with me...Originally posted by ratinacage:okie okie....i owe u one then....
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say until like that........okie okie....i meet u later lor......anytime after 6pm.....anywhere u choose......Originally posted by coolger03:but then say until so long, the seeds are still with me...
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ehhh.... my definition of still with me means it's at my house leh...Originally posted by ratinacage:say until like that........okie okie....i meet u later lor......anytime after 6pm.....anywhere u choose......
i dun carry flower seeds with me wherever i go one wor.... hehehe...
so today cannot... in fact, this week cannot.. me got to bi guan...
can only go out next week... -
dunno anyone posted this song yet? one of my favs.
Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill me by U2 -
Suicide Is Painless
Mike Altman & Johnny Mandell
redone by Marilyn Manson
Through early morning fog I see
Visions of the things to be
The pains that are withheld for me
I realize and I can see
That suicide is painless
It brings on many changes
And I can take or leave it if I please
Try to find a way to make
All our little joys relate
Without that ever present hate
But now I know that it's too late
And that suicide is painless
It brings on many changes
And I can take or leave it if I please
The game of life is hard to play
I'm going to lose it anyway
The losing card I'll someday lay
So this is all I have to say
That suicide is painless
It brings on many changes
And I can take or leave it if I please
The only way to win is cheat
And lay it down before I'm beat
And to another give a seat
For that's the only painless feat
'Cause suicide is painless
It brings on many changes
And I can take or leave it if I please
The sword of time will pierce our skins
It doesn't hurt when it begins
But as it works it's way on in
The pain grow stronger watch it grin
For suicide is painless
It brings on many changes
And I can take or leave it if I please
A brave man once requested me
To answer questions that are key
Is it to be or not to be
And I replied "Oh why ask me."
Cause suicide is painless
It brings on many changes
And I can take or leave it if I please;
And you can do the same thing if you please. -
Essentially the whole album is made up of songs of suicide & murder ....
Murder Ballads - Nick Cave (1996)
1. Song Of Joy
2. Stagger Lee
3. Henry Lee
4. Lovely Creature
5. Where The Wild Roses Grow
6. The Curse Of Millhaven
7. The Kindness Of Strangers
8. Crow Jane
9. O'Malley's Bar
10. Death Is Not The End -
The Curse Of Millhaven
I live in a town called Millhaven
And it's small and it's mean and it's cold
But if you come around just as the sun goes down
You can watch the whole town turn to gold
It's around about then that I used to go a-roaming
Singing La la la la La la la lie
All God's children they all gotta die
My name is Loretta but I prefer Lottie
I'm closing in on my fifteenth year
And if you think you have seen a pair of eyes more green
Then you sure didn't see them around here
My hair is yellow and I'm always a-combing
La la la la La la la lie
Mama often told me we all got to die
You must have heard about The Curse Of Millhaven
How last Christmas Bill Blake's little boy didn't come home
They found him next week in One Mile Creek
His head bashed in and his pockets full of stones
Well, just imagine all the wailing and moaning
La la la la La la la lie
Even little Billy Blake's boy, he had to die
Then Professor O'Rye from Millhaven High
Found nailed to his door his prize-winning terrier
Then next day the old fool brought little Biko to school
And we all had to watch as he buried her
His eulogy to Biko had all the tears a-flowing
La la la la La la la lie
Even God's little creatures, they have to die
Our little town fell into a state of shock
A lot of people were saying things that made little sense
Then the next thing you know the head of Handyman Joe
Was found in the fountain of the Mayor's residence
Foul play can really get a small town going
La la la la La la la lie
Even God's children all have to die
Then, in a cruel twist of fate, old Mrs Colgate
Was stabbed but the job was not complete
The last thing she said before the cops pronounced her dead
Was, "My killer is Loretta and she lives across the street!"
Twenty cops burst through my door without even phoning
La la la la La la la lie
The young ones, the old ones, they all gotta die
Yes, it is I, Lottie. The Curse Of Millhaven
I've struck horror in the heart of this town
Like my eyes ain't green and my hair ain't yellow
It's more like the other way around
I gotta pretty little mouth underneath all the foaming
La la la la La la la lie
Sooner or later we all gotta die
Since I was no bigger than a weavil they've been saying I was evil
That if "bad" was a boot that I'd fit it
That I'm a wicked young lady, but I've been trying hard lately
O fuck it! I'm a monster! I admit it!
It makes me so mad my blood really starts a-going
La la la la La la la lie
Mama always told me that we all gotta die
Yeah, I drowned the Blakey kid, stabbed Mrs. Colgate, I admit
Did the handyman with his circular saw in his garden shed
But I never crucified little Biko, that was two junior high school psychos
Stinky Bohoon and his friend with the pumpkin-sized head
I'll sing to the lot, now you got me going
La la la la La la la lie
All God's children have all gotta die
There were all the others, all our sisters and brothers
You assumed were accidents, best forgotten
Recall the children who broke through the ice on Lake Tahoo?
Everyone assumed the "Warning" signs had followed them to the bottom
Well, they're underneath the house where I do quite a bit of stowing
La la la la La la la lie
Even twenty little children, they had to die
And the fire of '91 that razed the Bella Vista slum
There was the biggest shit-fight this country's ever seen
Insurance companies ruined, land lords getting sued
All cause of wee girl with a can of gasoline
Those flames really roared when the wind started blowing
La la la la La la la lie
Rich man, poor man, all got to die
Well I confessed to all these crimes and they put me on trial
I was laughing when they took me away
Off to the asylum in an old black Mariah
It ain't home, but you know, it's fucking better than jail
It ain't such bad old place to have a home in
La la la la La la la lie
All God's children they all gotta die
Now I got shrinks that will not rest with their endless Rorschach tests
I keep telling them they're out to get me
They ask me if I feel remorse and I answer, "Why of course!
There is so much more I could have done if they'd let me!"
So it's Rorschach and Prozac and everything is groovy
Singing La la la la La la la lie
All God's children they all have to die
La la la la La la la lie
I'm happy as a lark and everything is fine
Singing La la la la La la la lie
Yeah, everything is groovy and everything is fine
Singing La la la la La la la lie
All God's children they gotta die