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Bohunk Pep
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PostPosted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 5:48 pm    Post subject: 'Garbage Rain' lyrics Reply with quote

could a person who can english well correct this and fill in the gaps?
it's a dope song. hella. transcribed them a long time ago, and I still cannot completely understand those two lines. that's why I left them all blank. I know it's " /something/ prophet /something/ garbage rain" & " /something/ fame lust /something/ " but hey...
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would I much rather live in the now
open the flood gates - how ironic
life doesn't revolve around me - moronic
I revolve around what life is
wait in line
wait for the sunshine my dear
all up headlight scared
not quite the same as a play-fight is it?
two hours until the daylight visits
two hours until the
playwright comes to stake claims on his lost body of work
no pad in hand...
full of something like: "life hurts"!


it's just another sick-day
time-off, time-out, write-off, white-out
turn the mic on, the emotions off, the lights out

not quite the same as these cats chewing on grass
when they're inducing vomiting, I'd rather dwell on the past
a life's decision, choosing to live under water
when I learned to love these sea blue skies and the order of isolation
I just burn a spot on my skin for the days I forget my name
and then burn a spot on my heart for shame

on the day when the sun falls to evening
that's the day when I'll pretend
to never let you breathe again
the day that I'll believe in zen
until then I'll grasp at straws
that break camels backs and jaws
pointing out my personality flaws
these crossroads have seen more lost than sold souls
then times that stories have been told
stay gold
my long lost, portable holocaust
my whisper to get my point across
my one line with which toys get crossed


you don't know me I change every time I wake up
it's about now pack your shit this is a break up
flood gates are open all ready for some type of promotional downfall
dominos stacked against brick walls

this lock has no key holes to manipulate
no previses to look through
it just sits in a solid state
follow the trashcan ---- garbage rain
follow the mirror of ------

heavy hand in minutes give love taps to bystanders
flirtatious contact makes way for spoken slander
we haven't met before, so what's your name again?
what's your so-and-so your bla-bla your...
maybe we could meet again
maybe next time perhaps we could be friends
or maybe next time we could pretend

cause like
every now and then love falls into the laps of the innocent, the miscreant, the deviant
but I just leave it alone
I might be tempted to swap your love for a good poem
then I traded my sex-life in chance to win a new home
it's all for the taking
rapping hard beat braking
/oh well if you have something I haven't felt before, c'mon!

feel the needle prick of realities comfort zone
we're prolly both better off somewhat alone
on the third consecutive day of overcast halifax
I'm the one that chose to shed the mask

you don't know me I change every time I wake up
it's about now pack your shit this is a break up
flood gates are open all ready for some type of promotional downfall
dominos stacked against brick walls

you don't know me I change every time I wake up
it's about now pack your shit this is a break up
flood gates are wide open all ready for a promotional downfall
dominos stacked against brick walls
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PostPosted: Fri Jan 09, 2009 4:41 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

cmon. just put the song in your player once, tell me what I got wrong and fill the gaps. help a brother out. I'd help ya'll with croatian lyrics eh... ha
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PostPosted: Wed Jan 14, 2009 1:14 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Put the song up in zshare so I can hear it and I'll see if I can decipher what you're missing...
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PostPosted: Sat Jun 19, 2010 9:23 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

here
http://www.megaupload.com/?d=U27S7KV7
a year and a half later.. haha
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PostPosted: Wed Jul 21, 2010 11:20 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

Sorry, I haven't checked here in a while but I'm downloading the track now and I'll give it a listen and try to get back to you with the additional lyrics I can hear...
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PostPosted: Wed Jul 21, 2010 4:59 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

This is what I was able to get out of the song... I've changed a couple of your lyrics slightly, and I can't totally confirm those two lines you were having the most problem with. I'm pretty sure the first line about garbage rain is now correct, but I can't clearly hear what is being said in the mirror line. Anyway, here it is:

would I much rather live in the now
open the flood gates, how ironic
life doesn't revolve around me, moronic
I revolve around what life is
wait in line
wait for the sunshine, my dear
all up in the headlights, scared
not quite the same as a play fight is it?
two hours until the daylight visits
two hours until the
playwright comes to stake claims on his lost body of work
no pad in hand...
full of something like: "life hurts"!


it's just another sick-day
time-off, time-out, write-off, white-out
turn the mic on, the emotions off, the lights out

not quite the same as these cats chewing on grass
when they're inducing vomiting, I'd rather dwell on the past
a life's decision, choosing to live under water
when I learned to love these sea blue skies and the order of isolation
I just burn a spot on my skin for the days that I forget my name
and then burn a spot on my heart for shame

on the day when the sun falls to evening
that's the day when I'll pretend
to never let you breathe again
the day that I'll believe in zen
until then I'll grasp at straws
that break camels backs and jaws
pointing out my personality flaws
these crossroads have seen more lost and sold souls
than times that stories have been told
stay gold
my long lost, portable holocaust
my whisper to get my point across
my one line with which toys get crossed


you don't know me I change every time I wake up
it's about now pack your shit this is a break up
flood gates are open all ready for some type of promotional downfall
dominos stacked against brick walls

this lock has no key holes to manipulate
no premises to look through
it just sits in a solid state
follow the trashcan, profit through his garbage rain
follow the mirror of hate princes through cellophane
Lust when
heavy hand in minutes give love taps to bystanders
flirtatious contact makes way for spoken slander
we haven't met before, so what's your name again?
what's your so-and-so your bla-bla your...
maybe we could meet again
maybe next time perhaps we could be friends
or maybe next time we could pretend

cause like
every now and then love falls into the laps of the innocent, the miscreant, the deviant
but I just leave it alone
I might be tempted to swap your love for a good poem
then I traded my sex-life for a chance to win a new home
it's all for the taking
rapping hard, beat braking
oh well, if you have something I haven't felt before, c'mon!

feel the needle prick of reality’s comfort zone
we're probably both better off somewhat alone
on the third consecutive day of overcast Halfax
I'm the one that chose to shed the mask

you don't know me I change every time I wake up
it's about now pack your shit this is a break up
flood gates are open all ready for some type of promotional downfall
dominos stacked against brick walls

you don't know me I change every time I wake up
it's about now pack your shit this is a break up
flood gates are wide open all ready for a promotional downfall
dominos stacked against brick walls
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PostPosted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 10:29 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

good try. could work. but I really can't hear it. we need more brains in this. or is somebody in a possition to contact sixtoo for it?
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