a song by Kirsty MacColl

He blew into town like a paper sack
In a stolen car with a shotgun in the back
He said “She can’t run now, she can’t hide
I’m gonna get her back for her lies lies lies”
He taught her how to pout and he taught her how to tease
And he taught her how to beg when she fell down to her knees
He said “Your face is different but you’re really all the same
I have to teach you a lesson again and again.
See I feel no pleasure and I feel no pain so what else can I do?
I can’t stop killing you”

“When you’re out there in the dark I’ll came rushing through your brain
When you wake up in the morning I’ll be coursing through your veins
When you’re swimming in the water I’m the hand that drags you under
I’m the lightning that strikes you just before you hear the thunder
I can’t stop killing you”

Well she woke up in the bathroom with her face upon the floor
She said I don’t know what I’m doing here but I’ve been here before
And the fixit man had fixed her ‘cos he’s such a little Hitler
And he loves the feel of power that she gives him through her terror
“I can’t stop killing you”

Well she looked into the mirror and she smoked her cigarette
And she wondered where she’d go now to find a place she could forget
All the things he said he’d do
“I can’t stop killing you
When you’re out there in the dark I’ll come rushing through your brain
When you wake up in the morning I’ll be coursing through your veins
When you’re swimming in the water I’m the hand that drags you under
I’m the lightning that strikes you just before you hear the thunder
I can’t stop killing you”

On my first day on Tumblr i discovered that an adventurous pastime was to go to my browser window and type a random word or phrase before tumblr.com
randomwhatevs.tumblr.com

in 9 minutes i discovered this. random clicking just became my favorite pastime. i should like to see this everywhere on the internet right now please.

seawitchery:

I started out clicking strategically… and by the end was just wildly clicking and dancing in my chair.

biancavirina:

CLICK THE SQUARES.

THE WHOLE WORLD NEEDS TO KNOW ABOUT THIS.

THIS THIS THIS THIS!

This is the first post I am making to tumblr. Ooh, isn’t this exciting! I’m so edgy, so fresh and cool, such a hipster! Oh dear God, what have I done.

Yahweh, by U2.

I’ve had this in my head all day. Replay is the most valuable tool God has ever contributed to mankind.

I am not a member of organized religion (I am a Deist). I reject the miracle working YHWH of the Abrahamic faith. That said, this is a beautiful song.

Lyrics

Take these shoes
Click clacking down some dead end street
Take these shoes
And make them fit
Take this shirt
Polyester white trash made in nowhere
Take this shirt
And make it clean, clean
Take this soul
Stranded in some skin and bones
Take this soul
And make it sing

Yahweh, Yahweh
Always pain before a child is born
Yahweh, Yahweh
Still I’m waiting for the dawn

Take these hands
Teach them what to carry
Take these hands
Don’t make a fist no
Take this mouth
So quick to critisize
Take this mouth
Give it a kiss

Yahweh, Yahweh
Always pain before a child is born
Yahweh, Yahweh
Still I’m waiting for the dawn

Still waiting for the dawn, the sun is coming up
The sun is coming up on the ocean
His love is like a drop in the ocean
His love is like a drop in the ocean

Yahweh, Yahweh
Always pain before a child is born
Yahweh, tell me now
Why the dark before the dawn?

Take this city
A city should be shining on a hill
Take this city
If it be your will
What no man can own, no man can take
Take this heart
Take this heart
Take this heart
And make it brave

Her house.