Wednesday, August 09, 2006

Forwardly flippant

Can you smell my whole... life?

you've got to hand it to ween for coming up with some super bizarre lyrics.
tastes good on the bun
sail brown bay to chocolate town

one style i like is a lyric that sounds like one thing, but is actually something else
eg "jets flew in formation", but i normally hear as "gets you information"
eg "i called upon a force of space and time" sounds a lot like "i called your mom, a force of space and time"
beck also does that. i once had the thought about mutations that there are several lines that are repeated, but with slight variations (mutations!) in different songs
eg the wild lives are so mild

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