Origin: Boston, Massachusetts, USA
Genre: Brechtian punk cabaret
Years active: 2001-present

"such a lucky guy...PJ and Tori...lol..:)"

The record goes
From blue to gold
So thank you for all your help
Ah oh oh
I know you want
To jump around
But try to contain yourself
You always struck me as the type to take it lightly
But now you're gonna have to shut your mouth and fight me

Oh
Backstabber
Backstabber

You're all alone
You're all over
The popular magazines
Ah oh oh
Will never care
Why do you care?
You're down with the Japanese
But you've got no right to sit there saying I abuse it
When you only sleep with girls who say they like your music

Oh
Backstabber
Backstabber
Backstabber
Backstabber
Backstabber
Backstabber
Backstabber
Backstabber

Backstabber! Hope grabber!
Greedy little fit haver!
God I feel for you, fool
You shit lover! Off-brusher!
Jaded, bitter joy crusher!
Failure has made you so cruel, you

Rotten to the core
Rotten to the core

Rotten like a crack whore
Egging out the back door
Show us what you're good for
Post it to the noise board
Come on, join the bloodsport
Show us some support
Still working at the drugstore
Is it because you're
A fucking

Backstabber?!
Hope grabber?!
Greedy little fit haver?!
God I feel for you, fool
You shit lover!
Off-brusher!
Jaded, bitter joy crusher!
Failure has made you so cruel

So don't tell me what to write
And don't tell me that I'm wrong
And don't tell me not to reference my songs within my songs

Oh oh
You backstabber! (Backstabber, backstabber, backstabber)
You backstabber!
Backstabber!
Hope grabber!
Greedy fucking fit haver!
Backstabber!

Origin: Dunshaughlin, County Meath, Ireland
Genre: Folk, Acoustic, indie
Years Active: 2001-present

"..."

Waking up today
It was cold out
There's something I should say
But I can't get my head around
The bends in your brain
And your elaborate pain
Makes me tired

As an old balloon
I hold my breath
Like a penance paid too soon
And with too much eagerness
To know what is true
When air is changed by you
Makes it hollow

I don't know
Where it comes from
Where to go
When the rains come
When the rain...

Put me back in the bottle
Where the sea meets the sun
Where the bones and their rattle
It don't mean anything to no one
And I, I had a swing
When my soul was my own
I had my teeth bared for battle
Til love lost made me dull
It made me dull
It made me dull

Put me back in the bottle
Where the sea meets the sun
Where the bones and their rattle
It don't mean anything to no one
And I, I had a swing
When my soul was my own
I had my teeth bared for battle
Til love lost made me dull
It made me dull
It made me dull

Origin: Toronto, Ontario, Canada
Genre: indie-rock, indie pop
Years active: 1990- present
Associated acts: Metric, Broken Social Scene, Emily Haines & The Soft Skeleton

Elliott Smith - Between The Bars covered by Emily Haines

Drink up baby, stay up all night
With the things you could do
You won't but you might
The potential you'll be that you'll never see
The promises you'll only make
Drink up with me now
And forget all about the pressure of days
Do what I say and I'll make you okay
And drive them away
The images stuck in your head

The people you've been before
That you don't want around anymore
That push and shove and won't bend to your will
I'll keep them still

Drink up baby, look at the stars
I'll kiss you again between the bars
Where I'm seeing you there with your hands in the air
Waiting to finally be caught
Drink up one more time and I'll make you mine
Keep you apart, deep in my heart
Separate from the rest, where I like you the best
And keep the things you forgot

The people you've been before
That you don't want around anymore
That push and shove and won't bend to your will
I'll keep them still

Radiohead- no surprises covered by Marissa Nadler...:)..

Origin: Boston, MA, United States
Genre: Folk, indie-rock, dream pop
Years active: 2000- present

A heart that's full up like a landfill
A job that slowly kills you
Bruises that won't heal

You look so tired and unhappy
Bring down the government
They don't, they don't speak for us

I'll take a quiet life
A handshake of carbon monoxide
With no alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
Silent
Silent

This is my final fit
My final bellyache
With no alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises, please.

Such a pretty house
And such a pretty garden
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises

Origin: Richmond, Virginia, USA
Genre(s): Post-rock, Sheogazing, Slowcore
Years active: 2000–present

"No comment".B.G

i shield the screams
late at night when she dreams
hold out your hand
a simple gesture
a complex man
please, please, please
don't let go
on my knees, on my knees
don't let go
you taught me how to speak
now i run, i run where i please

Origin: Cambridge, England
Genre(s): Psychedelic rock, art rock, progressive rock, space rock
Years active: 1964–present(on indefinite hiatus since 1996) (One-off reunion: 2005)

Heavy hung the canopy of blue
Shade my eyes and I can see you
White is the light that shines through the dress that you wore
She lay in the shadow of a wave
Hazy were the visions of her playing
Sunlight on her eyes but moonshine beat her blind everytime
Green is the colour of her kind
Quickness of the eye deceives the mind
Envy is the bond between the hopeful and the damned

Origin: Calgary, Alberta, Canada
Genre(s):Indie rock, indie pop, powerpop, folk pop
Years active: 1995-present

"I am back...:)".B.G

it must be something in the way you move
it must be something in the way you look
I'm not sure just yet

must be something in the way you dream
you just go home and the thirteen days
inbetween you and I

this is me before I come undone
this is me before I fall apart
I've been tired for days and days
I've been tired for days and days

it must be something in the way you move
innocent like you gave in just
like you always would

it must be something in the way they say
and the magic that you bring in
between all you imply

this is me before I come undone
this is me before I fall apart
I've been tired for days and days
I've been tired for days and days

it could have been a month or
it could have been a year but I
I gave up long before
long before you cared
her art inspired me to
to do my best and
to paint my music like
like I saw it best and
she says I grew up well
well, well I grew up strong
cause no one's got my back
no one's gonna write me my songs

it could have been a month or
it could have been a year but I
I gave up long before
cause I've been tired for days and days
I've been tired for days and days and days
I've been tired for days and days and days
I've been tired for days and days and days
I've been tired for days and days and days

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