Three Cheers For My Morose And Grieving Pals

Pull Me Down - Mikky Ekko

Oh I heard you were trouble
And you heard I was trouble
But your name is a wave washing over me
No games just a slave to you totally
Cause I don’t care about what they say about you virgo
And you don’t care about what they say about me virgo
But you know what they say about trouble

Pull me down if you want to
and I hope that you want to
Cause I want to be your man
And I wanna say it loud
You can show me where trouble goes
Tell me secrets only trouble knows
Cause you wanna be my girl
And you wanna say it loud

I want you to know that I’ve got your back
Even when the whole foundation seems cracked
Two punk kids up against the world
Ya trouble, there goes trouble
We could be king and queen of the moonlight
Two young lovers
and when the moods right
you hear me say ‘I want you’

Pull me down if you want to
and I hope that you want to
Cause I want to be your man
And I wanna say it loud
You can show me where trouble goes
Tell me secrets only trouble knows
Cause you wanna be my girl
And you wanna say it loud
And you wanna say it loud

So pull me down if you want to
and I hope that you want to
Cause I want to be your man
And I wanna say it loud
You can show me where trouble goes
Tell me secrets only trouble knows
Cause you wanna be my girl
And you wanna say it loud
Ohhh and you want to say it loud

Lovers In A Dangerous Time - Barenaked Ladies

Don’t the hours go shorter as the days go by
We never get to stop and open our eyes One minute your waiting for the sky to fall
The next you’re dazzled by the beauty of it all
Lovers in a dangerous time
Lovers in a dangerous time


These fragile bodies of touch and taste
This fragrant skin, this hair like lace
Spirits open to a thrust of grace
Never a breath you can afford to waste


Lovers in a dangerous time
Lovers in a dangerous time
Lovers in a dangerous time

Lovers in a dangerous time
Lovers in a dangerous time


When you’re lovers in a dangerous time
Sometimes you’re made to feel as if your love’s a crime
Nothing worth having comes without some kind of fight
Got to kick at the darkness ‘til it bleeds daylight
When you’re lovers in a dangerous time
Lovers in a dangerous time
Lovers in a dangerous time
Lovers in a dangerous time
Lovers in a dangerous time


We were lovers in a dangerous time
We were lovers in a dangerous time

Morning Song - The Lumineers

The carbonation in my drink
The bubbles rise while my heart sinks
And all I tend to do is think of you

Was it easier to pack your bags
And book that flight to Paris as
The plane began to move that afternoon

When all the trains have pulled away
From local stations in decay
It’s I who waits, it’s you who’s late again

And did you think of me when you made love
To him, was it the same as us
Or was it different, it must have been

And all the pretty dames
They’ll hug and kiss you all the same
And when they go, they’re gone
They’re not running late
Oh all, all the pretty dames

And the kids that you hold in your arms
With promises to protect them from harm
But they grow, and they go
And you’re all alone
All the kids, all the kids that you hold

And it’s a shame that it ends this way
With nothing left to say
So just sit on your hands, while I walk away
It’s a shame, it’s a shame, it’s a shame
When my hands begin to shake
When bitterness is all I taste
And my car won’t stop
Cause I cut the brakes
I hold on to a hope in my fate

Oh oh ah ah hey hey
May you return to love one day
Well I hope and I pray
You get what you gave
Oh oh ah ah hey hey

Pretty Baby - Brendan Benson

Bad Religion - Frank Ocean

[Verse 1]
Taxi driver
Be my shrink for the hour
Leave the meter running
It’s rush hour
So take the streets if you wanna
Just outrun the demons, could you?
He said “allahu akbar”, I told him don’t curse me
“But boy you need prayer”, I guess it couldn’t hurt me
If it brings me to my knees
It’s a bad religion

[Chorus]
This unrequited love
To me it’s nothing but
A one-man cult
And cyanide in my styrofoam cup
I could never make him love me
Never make him love me
Love, love…

[Verse 2]
Taxi driver
I swear I’ve got three lives
Balanced on my head like steak knives
I can’t tell you the truth about my disguise
I can’t trust no one
And you say “allahu akbar”, I told him don’t curse me
“But boy you need prayer”, I guess it couldn’t hurt me
If it brings me to my knees
It’s a bad religion

[Chorus]
This unrequited love
To me it’s nothing but
A one-man cult
And cyanide in my styrofoam cup
I could never make him love me
Never make him love me
No, no

[Outro]
It’s a bad religion
To be in love with someone
Who could never love you
Only bad
Only bad religion
Could have me feeling the way I do

Thinkin Bout You - Frank Ocean

Obsessed with this song!

A tornado flew around my room before you came
Excuse the mess it made, it usually doesn’t rain
In Southern California, much like Arizona
My eyes don’t shed tears, but, boy, they bawl

When I’m thinkin’ ‘bout you
(Ooh, no, no, no)
I’ve been thinkin’ ‘bout you
(You know, know, know)
I’ve been thinkin’ ‘bout you
Do you think about me still?
Do ya, do ya?

Or do you not think so far ahead? (Ahead)
‘Cause I been thinkin’ ‘bout forever (Oooh, oooh)

Or do you not think so far ahead? (Ahead)
‘Cause I been thinkin’ ‘bout forever (Oooh, oooh)

No, I don’t like you, I just thought you were cool
Enough to kick it
Got a beach house I could sell you in Idaho
Since you think I don’t love you, I just thought you were cute
That’s why I kissed you
Got a fighter jet, I don’t get to fly it, though

I’m lyin’ down thinkin’ ‘bout you
(Ooh, no, no, no)
I’ve been thinkin’ ‘bout you
(You know, know, know)
I’ve been thinkin’ ‘bout you
Do you think about me still?
Do ya, do ya?

Or do you not think so far ahead? (Ahead)
‘Cause I been thinkin’ ‘bout forever (Oooh, oooh)

Or do you not think so far ahead? (Ahead)
‘Cause I been thinkin’ ‘bout forever (Oooh, oooh)

Yes, of course
I remember, how could I forget?
How you feel?
You know you were my first time
A new feel
It won’t ever get old, not in my soul
Not in my spirit, keep it alive
We’ll go down this road
‘Til it turns from color to black and white

Or do you not think so far ahead? (Ahead)
‘Cause I been thinkin’ ‘bout forever (Oooh, oooh)

Or do you not think so far ahead? (Ahead)
‘Cause I been thinkin’ ‘bout forever (Oooh, oooh)

Killing Me Softly - Lauryn Hill

Strummin’ my pain with his fingers

Singin’ my life with his words

Killing me softly with his song

Killing me softly with his song telling my whole life

With his words killing me softly with his song

I heard he sang a good song I heard he had a style

And so I came to see him

And listen for a while

And there he was this young boy

A stranger to my eyes

Strummin’ my pain with his fingers

Singin’ my life with his words

Killing me softly with his song

Killing me softly with his song telling my whole life

With his words killing me softly with his song

I felt all flushed with fever

Embarrassed by the crowd I felt he found my letters

And read each one out loud

I prayed that he would finish

But he just kept right on

Strummin’ my pain with his fingers (One time, one time)

Singin’ my life with his words (Two times, two times)

Killing me softly with his song

Killing softly with his song telling my whole life

With his words killing me softly with his song

I said whoa oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, la, la, la, whoa

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ohla, la, la

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, whoa

Oh, oh, oh, la, la, la, la, la

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

Strummin’ my pain with his fingers (Yes he was)

Singin’ my life with his words

Killing me softly with his song

Killing me softly with his song telling my whole life

With his words killing me softly with his song

Jolene - Ray Lamontagne

I am obsessed with this song and with his voice.  Love it!

Cocaine flame in my bloodstream
Sold my coat when I hit Spokane
Bought myself a hard pack of cigarettes in the early morning rain
Lately my hands they don’t feel like mine
My eyes been stung with dust, I’m blind
Held you in my arms one time
Lost you just the same
Jolene
I ain’t about to go straight
It’s too late
I found myself face down in the ditch
Booze on my hair
Blood on my lips
A picture of you, holding a picture of me
in the pocket of my blue jeans
Still don’t know what love means
Still don’t know what love means
Jolene
Ah, La, La, La, La, La
Jolene
Been so long since I seen your face
or felt a part of this human race
I’ve been living out of this here suitcase for way too long
A man needs something he can hold onto
A nine pound hammer or a woman like you
Either one of them things will do
Jolene
I ain’t about to go straight
It’s too late
I found myself face down in the ditch
Booze in my hair
Blood on my lips
A picture of you, holding a picture of me
In the pocket of my blue jeans
Still don’t know what love means
Still don’t know what love means
Jolene
La, La, La, La, La, La, La
Jolene
La, La, La, La, La, La, La
Jolene

Helplessness Blues - Fleet Foxes

I was raised up believing I was somehow unique
Like a snowflake distinct among snowflakes, unique in each way you can see
And now after some thinking, I’d say I’d rather be
A functioning cog in some great machinery serving something beyond me

But I don’t, I don’t know what that will be
I’ll get back to you someday soon you will see

What’s my name, what’s my station, oh, just tell me what I should do
I don’t need to be kind to the armies of night that would do such injustice to you
Or bow down and be grateful and say “sure, take all that you see”
To the men who move only in dimly-lit halls and determine my future for me

And I don’t, I don’t know who to believe
I’ll get back to you someday soon you will see

If I know only one thing, it’s that everything that I see
Of the world outside is so inconceivable often I barely can speak
Yeah I’m tongue-tied and dizzy and I can’t keep it to myself
What good is it to sing helplessness blues, why should I wait for anyone else?

And I know, I know you will keep me on the shelf
I’ll come back to you someday soon myself

If I had an orchard, I’d work till I’m raw
If I had an orchard, I’d work till I’m sore
And you would wait tables and soon run the store

Gold hair in the sunlight, my light in the dawn
If I had an orchard, I’d work till I’m sore
If I had an orchard, I’d work till I’m sore
Someday I’ll be like the man on the screen

The Funeral - Band of Horses

I’m coming up only to hold you under
And coming up only to show you wrong
And to know you is hard; we wonder…
To know you all wrong; we warn.

Ooooooooh Oooooooooh
Ooooooooh Oooooooooh

Really too late to call,
So we wait for; morning to wake you
Is all we got
To know me as hardly golden
Is to know me all wrong, they warn.

At every occasion, I’ll be ready for the funeral
At every occasion, once more, it’s called the funeral
At every occasion, oh, I’m ready for the funeral
At every occasion, oh, one billion day funeral

I’m coming up only to show you down for
And coming up only to show you wrong.

To the outside: the dead leaves lay on the lawn
For they don’t have trees to hang their own.

Ooooooooh Oooooooooh
Ooooooooh Oooooooooh

At every occasion
I’ll be ready for the funeral
At every occasion once more
It’s called the funeral
At every occasion
Oh, I’m ready for the funeral
Every occasion
Of one billion day funeral

Runaways - The Killers

Blonde hair blowin’ in the summer wind
A blue-eyed girl playing in the sand
I’d been on a trail for a little while
But that was the night that she broke down and held my hand
The teenage rush, she said, ‘maybe I’ll just runaway, we got time’
Well that ain’t much…
We can’t wait ‘til tomorrow
You gotta know that this is real, baby why you wanna fight it?
It’s the one thing you can choose, oh!

We got engaged on a Friday night
I swore on the head of our unborn child that I could take care of the three of us
But I got the tendency to slip when the nights get wild.
It’s in my blood
She says she might just runaway somewhere else, some place good
We can’t wait ‘til tomorrow
You gotta know that this is real, baby why you wanna fight it?
It’s the one thing you can choose

Let’s take a chance baby we can’t lose
Mean we’re all just runaways
I knew that when I met you, I’m not gonna let you runaway
I knew that when I held you, I wasn’t lettin’ go

We used to look at the stars and confess our dreams
Hold each other to the morning light
We used to laugh, now we only fight
Baby are you lonesome now?

At night I come home after they go to sleep
Like a stumbling ghost, I haunt these halls
There’s a picture of us on our wedding day
I recognize the girl but I can’t settle in these walls

We can’t wait ‘til tomorrow
No we’re caught up in the appeal, baby why you wanna hide it?
It’s the last thing on my mind
(Why you wanna hide it?)
I turn the engine over and my body just comes alive and we all just runaway
I knew that when I met you, I’m not gonna let you runaway
I knew that when I held you, I wasn’t lettin go, no no no!
(No no no!)
(And we’re all just runaways)
Yeah runaway
(And we’re all just runaways)
Yeah

Put Me In A Movie - Lana Del Rey

Lights, camera, action
If he likes me, takes me home
Lights, camera, action
If he likes me, takes me home
Lights, camera, action
If he likes me, takes me home

Come on, you know you like little girls
Come on, you know you like little girls
You can be my daddy
You can be my daddy

Lights, camera, action
He didn’t know he’d have this much fun
Lights, camera, action
He didn’t know he’d have this much fun
Lights, camera, action
He didn’t know he’d have this much fun

Come on, you know you like little girls
Come on, you know you like little girls
You can be my daddy
You can be my daddy

You my small sparkle jump rope queen
You my small sparkle
You my small sparkle jump rope queen
You my small sparkle

Lights, camera, action
You know I can’t make it on my own
Put me in a movie
Put me in a movie
You can be my daddy
You can be my daddy
Put me in a movie
You can be my daddy