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A BRAIN IN A BOTTLE

Lord why hast thou forsaken us?

Steel hands that come and talk to us

In your eye, in your eyes

See gold and let them pick the bones

The entity I wrestle to the ground

At the end of the light, at the end of the night

I'll be the one to break myself in two

It's like I've forgotten you

Think I'm gonna go to pieces now

Or come out fighting

At the end of the night, at the end of the night

Think I'm gonna slow my dance to you

Like we already knew

You throw a punch I just keep bouncing back

Come and fight me

At the end of the night, at the end of the night

GUESS AGAIN!

Wild dogs are howling

Behind the curtains

I hold on to my children

The creatures staring in

All of my nightmares

Are in the garden

Guess again!

I'm fighting in the darkness

The one who can't be killed

At last to get my autograph

Guess again!

As one door shuts

Another opens

Guess again!

INTERFERENCE

We stare into each others eyes like jackals, like ravens

The ground may open up and swallow us in an instant, an instant

But I dont have the right to interfere, to interfere

I dont have the right to interfere, to interfere

In the future we will change our numbers and lose contact

In the future leaves will turn brown when we want them

And I dont have the right to interfere, to interfere

I dont have the right to interfere, to interfere

I dont have the right to interfere, to interfere

THE MOTHER LODE

Another clown jumps off the ladder

A shallow pool but it doesn't matter

The way it goes, the way it goes

He's fallen through barriers and hedgerows

A hollow man, hollow hand puppet

Where's the applause when you need it?

A baseball bat, somersaults and back flips

Oh how I wish that things would be different

The mother lode, the mother lode

A hollow man, hollow hand puppet

I'm a clown that don't want her to know me

The knife behind the curtain

Your truth is ordinary

You can't see your way out of this one

It makes a joke with no one here to listen

At least he does not know it

The last of all his courage

Press the button for our free ticket

Here he goes, hits the ground running

TRUTH RAY

Turn the loose caught in easy ray

And I've lost everything

And the dust in your eyes and in your hair

The rose colored evil ray

Turn the loose caught in easy ray

Won't let go, won't let go

Don't let go, don't let go

Have you no mercy, no mercy

What has now awakened me

And all of this is on my head

Oh my god, oh my god

All my life, sin sin sin

Turn the loose caught in easy ray

It won't let go, won't let go

Don't let go, don't let go

And you know my sin, know my sin

My love slips away from me

With iron wings and iron will

Have you no mercy no mercy

What has now awakened me

Oh my god, oh my god

Oh my god, oh my god

A rose colored evil ray

And I've lost everything

All my life is sin sin sin

And all of this is on my head

Won't let go, won't let go

Won't let go, won't let go

NOSE GROWS SOME

I don't know where this night will end

If I open up the door

To the back of your sunken map

And in will come a flood

When it all becomes too much

Spread your acid antics

When at times you are afraid

In a room full of clocks

If I'm blowing myself away

Lead through by your tongs

To the path of a wolf

Your nose just grows

Are you just another drop

In this matter of misquote

We'll wait upon the rocks

We're waiting on the tide

Through the bad times

If I'm blowing myself away

Under hot fluorescent lights

Through

Your nose just grows and grows

One day I'll grow real tall

You'll always be with me

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o medievale (lo dico da "linguista" :) )

nn ho controllato ma credo potrebbe essere una citazione di quelli che in gergo sono chiamati "miracle play" cioe' le primissimissime rappresentazioni del teatro inglese.

cominciano quasi tutti con frasi simili

p.s. in realta' mettendolo su Google esce il salmo 22 della Bibbia

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Grazie Fede! :prego:

Io insisto nel dire che Guess Again! è la Separator di Tomorrow's Modern Boxes. :)

Guess Again! infatti è un libro di giochi per bambini: c'è un illustrazione, dove il personaggio da indovinare è una silhouette nera e accanto c'è una filastrocca che serve come suggerimento. In questo caso il personaggio sembra un coniglio, ed invece è "nonno Ned!"

Guardate:

http://books.simonandschuster.com/Guess-Again!/Mac-Barnett/9781416955665

Nella canzone, molto autoironica, le parti sono invertite: Thom pensa di aver indovinato e dice "ho capito, sono i cani che ululano nel giardino" e il bimbo/a gli risponde: "Guess again!". Allora Thom dice "ok, è l'oscurità..anzi è il tizio invincibile che vuole il mio autografo". E il bimbo/a risponde ancora "guess again!". Se ascoltate bene, nella canzone (ma si sente meglio nella traccia 8-1 di Polyfauna) si sente proprio la voce di un bimbo/a che dice "guess again".

Insomma Thom e pieno di paure e insicurezze e i bimbi sono più coraggiosi di lui...gli danno forza.

Grande canzone. Sono lontani i tempi di Wolf At The Door, dove la disperazione era cieca e senza via d'uscita. W il nuovo Thom! :)

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grande Lac. Grazie!

Riporto anche la citazione orwelliana del titolo Brain in a Bottle

The logical end of mechanical progress is to reduce the human being to something resembling a BRAIN IN A BOTTLE. That is the goal towards which we are already moving, though, of course, we have no intention of getting there; just as a man who drinks a bottle of whiskey a day does not actually intend to get cirrhosis of the liver.

The Road to Wigan Pier (1937) by George Orwell is a sociological look at living conditions in the industrial north of England before World War II.

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Grazie Fede! :prego:

Io insisto nel dire che Guess Again! è la Separator di Tomorrow's Modern Boxes. :)

Guess Again! infatti è un libro di giochi per bambini: c'è un illustrazione, dove il personaggio da indovinare è una silhouette nera e accanto c'è una filastrocca che serve come suggerimento. In questo caso il personaggio sembra un coniglio, ed invece è "nonno Ned!"

Guardate:

http://books.simonandschuster.com/Guess-Again!/Mac-Barnett/9781416955665

Nella canzone, molto autoironica, le parti sono invertite: Thom pensa di aver indovinato e dice "ho capito, sono i cani che ululano nel giardino" e il bimbo/a gli risponde: "Guess again!". Allora Thom dice "ok, è l'oscurità..anzi è il tizio invincibile che vuole il mio autografo". E il bimbo/a risponde ancora "guess again!". Se ascoltate bene, nella canzone (ma si sente meglio nella traccia 8-1 di Polyfauna) si sente proprio la voce di un bimbo/a che dice "guess again".

Insomma Thom e pieno di paure e insicurezze e i bimbi sono più coraggiosi di lui...gli danno forza.

Grande canzone. Sono lontani i tempi di Wolf At The Door, dove la disperazione era cieca e senza via d'uscita. W il nuovo Thom! :)

Non lo sapevo, tutto molto piu' chiaro! Grazie!

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