It's my knee-jerk reaction after hearing new music come from any artist I like.
Untitled Song
i saw you on the street
with the last of your old class
the athlete and the loser
the future and the past
whichever way traffic's moving
the other way, you better run
you're bound to be surrounded
i'll take you all the way
out of your yesterday
you were somebody else.
all the time you spent talkin' us down
we got over ourselves
like everyone else
you come runnin' out of a flashback
fast forward
looking for clues
you come runnin' out of your flashback
back door with something to prove.
the actress with the shiny mouth
bows to catch the light
fall from stage to floor
illuminate plastic smile
rumors are easy answers
kissed with a fork tongue
still can't get arrested
she knows everyone.
she comes runnin' out of your flashback
back door
looking for clues
she comes runnin' out of your flashback
back door with something to prove.
are you still living for high school
are you still living for high school
still living for high school
are you still living for high school
i saw you on the street
with the last of your old class
Anarchy Song
I've figured out how to paint by numbers
by one shade of lipstick
Too easily amused to be a poetic or a mystic
contented clipping coupons from the tabloids for redemption
for attention
I was seventeen, sat on the lap of a local rebel
he was living in a world so safe he had to look for trouble
I thought, 'how unlucky is he to be so overprotected
and neglected'
he said
'I wanna be anarchy.
'I've always been here, it's been like i never existed
overlooked by the authorities, who sanitize the district
suddenly they're onto me and i can't keep a secret
they always find it
'when i was seventeen i thought i had a cause to champion
i was hopeful and naive, it was easy to believe in
i thought waah can it be? I'm not afraid of giving everything
everything
'i'd give anything
for passion
'I, I'm already free
i wanna be anarchy
i wanna be anarchy
i wanna be anarchy
i wanna be anarchy'
Don't Move
Open up the flood gates
Water board to water gates
I forget what I forgave
Pay my back for what I gave away
In haste
Don't move
Do nothing
It's happening
We're landing
Be smooth
Put me back gently
Just where you found me
Where you found me
Beauty is as beauty was
Narcissist forever in a rut
Beauty is as beauty was
Narcissist forever in a rush
To measure and control
So we freeze to hold the pose
In our hall are many static
Holographic pictures, mirrors, music without sound
Don't move
Do nothing
It's happening
We're landing
Be smooth
Put me back gently
Just where you found me
Where you found me