Name Change

Well there has been a name change for the blog. Now instead of "Lyrics Picked By Kurt" the title is "Kurt's Music". Now I will post anything that has to do with music here so as to try and get more use of this blog. Dont get me wrong, lyrics will probably still be the most posted items, but hopefully this will give me more incentive to update this blog with more thangs relating to music. Also you will notice that the links section has been updated to show the music currently residing on my hard drive (and iPod) but also the music I most recently acquired. Well that's all for now. Night.

Everlast - What Its Like

Verse 1

We've all seen the man at the liquor store beggin' for your change
The hair on his face is dirty, dread-locked, and full of mange
He asks a man for what he could spare, with shame in his eyes
"Get a job you fucking slob," is all he replies
God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in his shoes
'Cause then you really might know what it's like to sing the blues
Chorus

Then you really might know what it's like
Then you really might know what it's like
Yeah then you really might know what's it like
To have the blues
Verse 2

Mary got pregnant from a kid named Tom that said he was in love
He said, "Don't worry about a thing, baby doll
I'm the man you've been dreaming of."
But 3 months later he say he won't date her or return her calls
And she swear, "God damn, if I find that man I'm cuttin' off his balls."
And then she heads for the clinic and
she gets some static walking through the door
They call her a killer, and they call her a sinner
and they call her a whore
God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in her shoes
'Cause then you really might know what it's like to have to choose
Chorus

Then you really might know what it's like
Then you really might know what it's like
Yeah then you really might know what's it like
To have the blues
Bridge

I've seen a rich man beg
I've seen a good man sin
I've seen a tough man cry
I've seen a loser win
And a sad man grin
I heard an honest man lie
I've seen the good side of bad
And the downside of up
And everything between
I licked the silver spoon
Drank from the golden cup
And smoked the finest green
I stroked the fattest dimes at least a couple of times
before I broke their heart
You know where it ends, yo, it usually depends on where you start
Verse 3

I knew this kid named Max
who used to get fat stacks out on the corner with drugs
He liked to hang out late
he liked to get shit-faced and keep the pace with thugs
Until late one night there was a big old fight and Max lost his head
He pulled out his chrome .45, talked some shit, and wound up dead
Now his wife and his kids are caught in the midst of all of this pain
You know it comes that way
at least that's what they say when you play the game
God forbid you ever had to wake up to hear the news
'Cause then you really might know what it's like to have to lose
Chorus

Then you really might know what it's like
Then you really might know what it's like
Yeah then you really might know what's it like
To have the blues

Blind Melon - No Rain

All I can say is that my life is pretty plain

I like watchin' the puddles gather rain

And all I can do is just pour some tea for two

and speak my point of view

But it's not sane, It's not sane

I just want some one to say to me

I'll always be there when you wake

Ya know I'd like to keep my cheeks dry today

So stay with me and I'll have it made

And I don't understand why I sleep all day

And I start to complain that there's no rain

And all I can do is read a book to stay awake

And it rips my life away, but it's a great escape

escape......escape......escape......

All I can say is that my life is pretty plain

ya don't like my point of view

ya think I'm insane

Its not sane......it's not sane

Collective Soul - December

Why drink the water from my hand?
Contagious as you think I am
Just tilt my sun towards your domain
Your cup runneth over again

1-Don't scream about, don't think aloud
Turn your head now, baby, just spit me out
Don't worry about, don't speak of doubt
Turn your head now, baby, just spit me out

Why follow me to higher ground?
Lost as you swear I am
Don't throw away your basic needs
Ambiance and vanity
(rpt 1)

2-December promise you gave unto me
December whispers of treachery
December clouds are now covering me
December songs no longer I sing
(rpt 1, 2...)