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what are the tracks about break-ups that best acknowledge how they suck, while still keeping their eyes fixed on the light at the end of the tunnel ? (whether that's freedom, another person, what have you)

phoenix flapping out of the ashes type stuff...i just wanna feel better. :)

mike (ro)bott, Friday, 12 July 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

"I Can See Clearly Now The Rain Has Gone..."

Dom Passantino, Friday, 12 July 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

"And I'll probably feel a whole lot better when you're gone..." It's the 'probably' that makes that chorus so great, as though he's questioning himself as he says it. One of Gene Clark's finest moments.

Andy, Friday, 12 July 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

"These Boots Are Made for Walkin'"

Arthur, Friday, 12 July 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

Not sure if this song is about a breakup, but it's applicable:

Teenage Fanclub's "Don't Look Back"

Manny Parsons, Friday, 12 July 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

music to my ears lately- "requiem for an almost lady" by lee hazelwood

mike (ro)bott, Friday, 12 July 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

Bob Dylan - - Tangled up in Blue
Richard Thompson -- Dry my tears and move on
Grant Hart -- You're the victim
The byrds - Feel a whole lot better

john-paul, Friday, 12 July 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

If I was a boy I'd listen to 'All Kindsa Girls' by the Real Kids maybe?

maryann, Friday, 12 July 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

What do other girls listen to when they break up? I listen to stuff that makes me feel worse like 'I go to sleep' sung by Cher ('Each day drags by until finally nighttime descends on me') or 'Six Lonely Hours' by Kitty Wells ('There are six lonely hours before dawn, and each one is a lifetime since you are gone') or if I was to listen to the Real Kids myself, in case anyone else has even heard of that trivial band, I would listen to 'Common at Noon' ('The sun shines hot on the common at noon, all those girls look like you ...').

maryann, Friday, 12 July 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

"I ain't sayin' you treated me unkind
You could have done better but I don't mind
You just kinda wasted my precious time
But don't think twice, it's all right"

Keiko, Friday, 12 July 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

Alex Chilton "Free Again" -- on several comps, including 1970, when Argent briefly arose from the ashes. A great song to play after a break up -- it puts a spring in your step as you head to the bar to cry in your cups.

Jack Cole, Friday, 12 July 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

Y'know, as of late I have been listening to a lot of melancholic music. Weird but I still hear a lot of positivity in there. I SEARCH for it and KNOW that it will be alright.

nathalie (sorry drunk as Bukowski), Saturday, 13 July 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

Ahem..........


I'll make your eyeballs go back in your skull
and come out your ass
I'm walkin' on hot coal and glass
I shit on the church's mass
Sacreligious
I'll sever your body something prestigious
Precise cuts
I'm fascinated with women's guts
I hit your skins
and I'm jerkin' off on your intestines
I'll fuck you in your ass bitch
Now you're colon is swollen

When I go bowlin'
To achieve a strike
I use the headpiece of a dyke
I swing her brains down the lane

I'm a sado masochist
One finger
two fingers
three fingers
Four fingers
FUCK IT, THE WHOLE FIST!!!
Up your asshole
Now you're ready for Ed Powers
And Rocco Sifreddi, so suck my cock hoe


I be gettin' backrubs in backrooms of S&M clubs
I'm on drugs
During sex I use anal beads and butt plugs

I'm holdin' bitches doody holes hostage
Their sphincter keeps me warm in the winter 'cause my cocks big
It gets stuck

Bitches be getting fucked up they asshole
Open ya oven
So I can cook the doody casserole
That's how I'm living
givin' bitches the shits
I fuck 'em between they tits
then I bust a nut on they lips
I vaccinate sockets with lip plugs, like if I was to flip once
I snag body bags with dirty hags and cuts
Shooting chemicals directly into my jugular
Look around, shit's getting uglier and uglier
Spinnin' within my hyperbaric chamber


Yah I got dead bodys covered with hay in my barn
Loud motherfuckers get their lips sown with yawn
Out the ten story window, at first I chuck you
Attach a switchblade to my dick and then I FUCK YOU (Fuck you!)
IN AND OUT, AS I CUT THE UTERUS!!!
You'll soon be familiar with torture if you're new to this
Leave you glued to a piss-stained wall
Take my brain out of my skull
And watch my fuckin' brain crawl
'Cause IT'S ALIVE, IT'S MOTHERFUCKIN' ALIVE
Bend over and get sodomized with the .45
Bumpin' to the beehive and get stung
I got the noose of death, so nigga come and get hung
Willingly, your rectum gets bruised
I come from the world where niggas get fuckin' abused
The realm of violent crime
Where bitches get fucked in the pussy and ass at the same time

[Chorus]
Eat shit and die
Eat shit and die
Eat shit and die
Eat shit and die
Eat shit and die
Eat shit and die
Eat shit and die
Eat shit and die



When they made me
I was so evil they broke the mold
Necro is cold, my fucking birth should have been controlled
If you're bold you'll get strangled with your gold
Going once !! going twice !!
ANOTHER FUCKING WHITE SLAVE SOLD!!!
From wacking off I have compulsive depedency
and a tendency, for ruining a bitches pregnancy
Niggas can't understand my morbid biology
I bring new meaning to the studies of Gynacology
When I shove razors up your cunt you'll see
All bitches that diss me wind up with fucking V.D.
When I was in my mom's cunt, my father slaughtered me
I came back from the dead, after my mom aborted me
Bloody, fetus, baby of Satan, Devil's child
Leavin' bodies on all types of motherfuckin' levels piled
So girl take fuckin' caution,
'Cause if you're walkin home alone tonight
You might wind up a bitch on auction
And if you can't take you and you're conscious hun,
I'll be like Ralphus, and shoot a slug into you from my blowgun


Eat shit and die
Eat shit and die
Eat shit and die
Eat shit and die
Eat shit and die
Eat shit and die
Eat shit and die
Eat shit and DIE!!!!!
Necrophiliac, nineteen ninety gore
Ill Cannabill, nineteen ninety gore
Eat my shit!
Eat my shit!
Eat my shit!

Judy Garland, Saturday, 13 July 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)


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