d-do the tarot shuffle...

once i was a big old bear reigning blows on sparkly snares
in the woods after the snow the white noise witch her hammers cold
rest beneath the pine and rose in our suits and sunday clothes
cheer up my brother, it's gonna be alright
i know your hearts are heavy as mountains
but we're gonna go back home one day
hang in there little winter star, tell me who you really are
up above the world so high like a diamond in the sky
born with honey in my hair once i was a big old bear
wore my dress up to my knees
there's ghosts of babies in the streams
- mountains by sparklehorse


it's been a hard day's night and i've been working like a dog
it's been a hard day's night, i should be sleeping like a log
but when i get home to you i find the things that you do
will make me feel alright
you know i work all day to get you  money to buy you things
and it's worth it just to hear you say you're gonna give me everything
so why on earth should i moan 'cause when i get you alone 
you know i feel okay
- hard day's night by the beatles


and if the dam breaks open many years too soon
and if there is no room upon the hill
and if your head explodes with dark forebodings too
i'll see you on the dark side of the moon
the lunatic is in my head
you raise the blade, you  make the change
you'll rearrange me till i'm sane
you lock the door
and throw away the key
there's someone in my head but it's not me
and if the cloud bursts thunder in your ear
you shout and no one seems to hear
and if the band you're in starts playing different tunes
we'll see you on the dark side of the moon
- brain damage by pink floyd


now whip it
into shape
shape it up
get straight
go forward
move ahead
try to detect it
it's not too late
to whip it
whip it good
when a good time turns around
you  must whip it
you'll never live it down
unless you whip it
no one gets away
until they whip it
i say whip it
whip it good
i say whip it
whip it good
- whip it by devo


the reception's gotten fuzzy
the delicate balance is shifted
put on your gloves and your black pumps
lets pretend the fog is lifted
now you see me
now you don't
now you say you love me
pretty soon you won't
if we get our full threescore and ten
we won't pass this way again
so kiss me with your mouth open
turn the tires toward the street
and stay sweet
all the chickens come on home to roost
plump bodies blocking out the sky
you know it breaks my heart in half, in half
when i see them try to fly
you know you just can't do
things your body wasn't meant to
hike up your fishnets
i know you
if we live to see the other side of this
i will remember your kiss
so do it with your mouth open
and take your foot off the brake
for chrissake
- dilaudid by the mountain goats