This is a call to all my past resignations. This is a call to all.
This is a call to all my past resignations. This is a call to all.
Nothing to lose – I got nothing to lose.
Good morning heartache, you’re like an old friend, come and see me again.
Now gone off the mental plane, to spark the brain with the building to be born.
I don’t understand how a heart is a spade, but somehow the vital connection is made.
Because maybe, you’re gonna be the one that saves me. And after all, you’re my wonderwall.
Like the coldest winter chill – heaven beside you, hell within.
They are the moron brothers, don’t get along with others.
I have no belief, but I believe I’m a walking contradiction and I ain’t got no right.
Intoxicated with the madness, I’m in love with my sadness.
Let’s shoot the moon.
Meet me at the coffee shop – we can dance like Iggy Pop.
Don’t leave me high, don’t leave me dry.
And you’re leaving me, yeah you’re leaving me. You’re leaving me with a hated identity.
You wanna hear about my new obsession? I’m riding high upon a deep depression. I’m only happy when it rains.
I got that tunnel vision going through my head.
Well up came that first cat, he said, “Man, look at that! Man do you see what I see?”
Why are you listening to all the things they tell you every day? Why are you listening, what happened to your own mind anyway?
Lump lingered last in line for brains, and the one she got was sorta rotten and insane. Small things so sad that birds could land – is lump fast asleep or rockin’ out with the band?
Keep my real light shining.
We got the money! We got the money now!
In which I make the case for this exceptionally talented band from Binghamton, New York.
Infamous Queensbridge kid we on the scene kid.
There’s something about the vibe that takes me back to the Nag’s Head pub in Rochester, Kent.
I’d tell you, but don’t make me say it… Okay, you oughta know, right?
A highly pleasurable mix of mid-‘90s tunes and one absolute stunner.
Inviting, energetic, and catchy pop punk.
Loose, fun, and fresh sounds from SCotS… down at the dirt track.
Incredible underground hip hop with laid back jazz, funk, and r&b influences, fronted by one of the best MCs in hip hop history.
A supergroup with real chemistry. An album that’s deeply affecting and melancholy and cool.
Rap music for getting one’s head up.