I’m half dead, I’m a third alive, a quarter ticking over in the middle by the side of the road.
I’m half dead, I’m a third alive, a quarter ticking over in the middle by the side of the road.
I guess you have to have a problem, if you want to invent a contraption. First you cause a train wreck, then they put me in traction.
Yeah, I done it before and I can do it some more, so what you waiting for?
You’ve got the answers that you need right up in your backyard.
Scratch your name into the fabric of this world before you go.
Let’s get moving into action.
Hip hop just died this mornin’ and she’s dead, she’s dead.
Clockwork Orange synths, real horror show!
I like to wait to see how things turn out if you apply some pressure.
My heart’s on the brink, I thought you should know, and my body shakes, every time you show.
Truth is here, the truth is here.
X gonna give it to you.
When they see me, they say, “Who dat ovah there?” Just a lil dude with a head full of hair.
This is our decision to live fast and die young. We’ve got the vision, now let’s have some fun. Yeah, it’s overwhelming, but what else can we do? Get jobs in offices and wake up for the morning commute?
Give us a kiss and maybe we can go out – it’s hard to miss you when you follow us about.
From series composer David Carbonara’s contributions to period-specific pieces that zooms you back to the early 1960s, the music is one of the elements that makes Mad Men so special.
So come on, check it off now.
A surprisingly warm tone gives way to something more fractured, shattered, and eventually becomes somewhat haunting. Well, this is Radiohead, right?
One listen and you’ll be on the pull.
Britney at her darkest, sleekest, pulsing synth-est best. Best-est?
It’s rangy and genre bend-y. It’s electronic and lounge-y and rock and dance-y and then it’s an ethereal kind of something else.
Revved up garage rock with punk attitude. Get it.
Brazilian and bossa nova roots with a modern upbeat lounge feel.