Taxicab Messiah

Taxicab Messiah by (Kidneythieves)

My god loved the whores and babies
My god never noticed a sin
My god grew and killed the daises
My god threw the towel in

My god is weird my god is scared my god paints a pretty picture of fear
He’s driving in gear.

One day got sick of hailing mary’s
Hailed you, got the door and slid on in
Told me you were good a fortune telling
Said too much, threw the towel in

Paid for my ride

Told him we could take the long way
Held on to everything he said
Wanted insight or an answer
Pointed the rear-view at my head

All in all, what does it mean?

Watch it here: Taxicab Messiah by Kidneythieves

Bela Lugosi Is Dead

Bela Lugosi Is Dead (by Bauhaus)

White on white translucent black capes
Back on the rack

Bela Lugosi’s dead
The bats have left the bell tower
The victims have been bled
Red velvet lines the black box

Bela Lugosi’s dead
Bela Lugosi’s dead
Undead undead undead
Undead undead undead
Bela Lugosi’s dead

The virginal brides file past his tomb
Strewn with time’s dead flowers
Bereft in deathly bloom
Alone in a darkened room
The count

Bela Lugosi’s dead
Bela Lugosi’s dead
Bela Lugosi’s dead
Undead undead undead
Undead undead undead
Undead undead undead
Undead undead undead
Undead undead undead
Undead undead undead
Undead undead undead
Undead undead undead
Undead undead undead

Undead undead undead
Undead undead undead
Undead undead undead

Listen to it here: Bela Lugosi Is Dead by Bauhaus

Indecision

For the past two or so months, two songs have been oscillating in my mind incessantly, this is the other one…

Indecision (by Shura)

Drinking whisky from a plastic cup
As if it’s gonna make you
Make your mind up

Indecision by your own admission
What you gonna do? Don’t go looking at me as if I know
Can’t work out what you mean
I’ve got emotions of my own
A tidal wave of feelings to ride

[Chorus:]
Tell me why
We can’t make this work
It may be over but there’s something you should know

 You’ve got my love, boy

You’ve got my love
You’ve got my love, boy
You’ve got my love

You could travel until you find yourself
Spend your money on expensive hotels

Indecision by your own admission
What you gonna do?

[Chorus]

You’ve got my love

[Chorus]

Watch the video here: Indecision by Shura

Coffee

So, for the past two or so months, two songs have been oscillating in my mind incessantly, this is one of them…

Coffee (by Miguel)

I wish I could paint our love
These moments and vibrant hues
Wordplay, turns into gun play
And gun play turns into pillow talk
And pillow talk turns into sweet dreams
Sweet dreams turns into coffee in the morning

We talk street art and sarcasm
Crass humour and high fashion
Peach colour, moon glistens, the plot thickens
As we laugh over shot guns and tongue kisses
Bubble bath, Truth or Dare, and Would You Rather
A cold flame, the thrill of no shame
Drugs, sex, and polaroids
Pick a star in the sky
We could both say goodbye all night

I wish I could paint our love
These moments and vibrant hues
Wordplay, turns into gun play
And gun play turns into pillow talk
And pillow talk turns into sweet dreams
Sweet dreams turns into coffee in the morning

Coffee in the morning
I don’t wanna wake you
I just wanna watch you sleep
It’s the smell of your hair
And it’s the way that we feel
I’ve never felt comfortable like this

Old souls we found a new religion
Now I’m swimming in that sin, baptism
Peach coloured skies we feel the sunrise
Two lost angels discover salvation
Don’t you wish we could runaway now? Yes, let’s
Drugs, sex, and polaroids
Pick a star in the sky
We could both say goodbye all night

Coffee in the morning
I don’t wanna wake you
I just wanna watch you sleep
It’s the smell of your hair
And it’s the way that we feel
I’ve never felt comfortable like this

Wordplay, turns into gun play
And gun play turns into pillow talk
And pillow talk turns into sweet dreams
Sweet dreams turns into coffee in the morning

Coffee in the morning
I don’t wanna wake you
I just wanna watch you sleep
It’s the smell of your hair
And it’s the way that we feel
I’ve never felt comfortable like this
[x2]

Old souls we found a new religion
Now I’m swimming in that sin, that’s baptism
Pick a star in the sky
We could both say goodbye
Old souls we found a new religion
Now I’m swimming in that sin, that’s baptism
Two lost angels discover salvation
Under glass pink skies watching the sunlight
(Coffee in the morning)
Pick a star in the sky
We could both say goodbye
(Coffee in the morning)
Pick a star in the sky
We could both say goodbye
(Coffee in the morning)
Old souls we found a new religion
Now I’m swimming in that sin, that’s baptism
(Coffee in the morning)
Pick a star in the sky
We could both say goodbye

Watch the video here: Coffee by Miguel

No Problem by Chase & Status featuring Takura

Got nothing much to say except, this is an awesome stoner video 🙂