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Who holds the blank thoughts of people when nothing is said?
And who turns the lights out after you’ve gotten in bed?
I guess I’ll never know why
I’ll just lay here and decay here
— Moby Grape, Lazy Me

But you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
Ah, you don’t believe
We’re on the eve
of destruction.
— Barry McGuire, Eve Of Destruction

Blue eyed


Spinning Light

I’ll go through life searchin’
Tryin’ to find the one
I’d go slip, slip, you’d
go slip, slip away
— Love, A Message to Pretty

Wasp Black & Yellow

Court martial, court martial, then quickly was got
And the sentence passed upon me, that I was to be shot
May the Lord have mercy on them for their sad cruelty
For now the Queen’s duty lies heavy on me
— Fairport Convention, The Deserter


Taxman, rentman, they all chase me,
I ain’t home when they come round.
Got no money, live my life free,
That’s the best way, I have found.
— The Yardbirds, I Can’t Make Your Way

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And you singing the song thinking this is the life
And you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the sizxe
Where you gonna go, where you gonna go, where you gonna sleep tonight?
— Amy MacDonald, This Is The Life


ThoughtNo Anarchaia tomorrow, I’m going to the Oktoberfest.

Crowds of people standing everywhere
‘Cross the street I’m at this laugh affair
And here they always play my songs
And me, I wonder if it’s…
— Love, Maybe The People Would Be The Times Or Between Clark And Hilldale


Every morning I would see her waiting at the stop
Sometimes she’d shop and she would show me what she bought
All the people stared as if we were both quite insane
Someday my name and hers are going to be the same
— The Hollies, Bus Stop


candle without wind

All the things that I’m a-sayin’ an’ a-many times more.
I’m a-singin’ you the song, but I can’t sing enough,
‘Cause there’s not many men that done the things that you’ve done.
— Bob Dylan, Song To Woody

Yeah, said its all right
I wont forget
All the times Ive waited patiently for you
And youll do just what you choose to do
And I will be alone again tonight my dear
— Love, Alone Again Or



Munich Central Station.

She may beg she may plead
She may argue with her logic
And then mention all the things I’ll lose
That really have no value
In the end she will surely know
I wasn’t born to follow
— Carol King and Gerry Goffin, Wasn’t Born To Follow

Penguin grafitti at Olympiapark, Munich

The river flows
It flows to the sea
Wherever that river goes
That’s where I want to be
— Roger McGuinn, Ballad Of Easy Rider

Water trapped in a window


ThoughtI’m moving. Anarchaia will resume publishing at least Thursday, September 25.
Goutte à goutte

I need my privacy, I lead a secret life
Sleep with the enemy, and betray both sides
I travelled all my life, but never got away
From the killing jar, and it got me sick
— Black Box Recorder, England Made Me


Do you believe in love at first sight?
Do you believe in fate?
I believe the good things
Only come to those who wait
We’ve got to plan the journey
Eliminate all mistakes
Take the safe route
It’s called the art of driving
— Black Box Recorder, The Art Of Driving


by LdDH

Welcome to the House of Lies
For you and I it’s like paradise
You can do what you wanna
When you do, I’ll act like I’m surprised
— The Shortwave Set, House Of Lies


I typed OMG, should be you and me
You wrote LOL, wrote LOL
My browser froze right down to my toes,
I said go to hell.
— The Hot Toddies, HTML


When you lie in the desert sun
believe me, you make it so much fun
I know you’re coming back
and I’ll wait, I’ll wait forever
— Tiger Trap, Chester


I don’t wanna know
This Love
I don’t wanna know
It’s all I’ll ever have
This love
I don’t wanna know
— The Magic Numbers, This Love


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And these clocks keep unwinding
and completely ignore everything
that we hate or adore.
Once the page of a calendar is
turned it’s no more.
So tell me then, what was it for?
Oh tell me, what was it for?
— Bright Eyes, A Scale, A Mirror And Those Indifferent Clocks

Galerie Ravenstein

I used to be the bright one
Smart as a whip
Funny how you slip so far when
Teachers dont keep track of it
— The Dresden Dolls, The Perfect Fit


There’s the hatred that strangles
The throat of a man
But the worst of all hatred
Is that which is planned
Against what we have
In this goddess of land
— Levellers, Maid Of The River

Support Our Poops

Ignore everybody. The more original your idea is, the less good advice other people will be able to give you. Hugh MacLeod



You’re the girl that I adore,
But still I live in hope to see
The holy Ground once more
— The Holy Ground


We’re tired of lies we want the truth!
Most people they will never know!
We’re tired of lies we want the truth!
With your or against you?
— Anti-Flag, Turncoat



Each link of the chain is choking
But each link of chain can be broken
Each link takes my takes my love away from me
But only your love can set me free
From this chain around my neck
— Dan Bern, Chain Around My Neck

11:40 <duschendestroyer> LHC könnte auch ein haskell compiler sein
11:40 <duschendestroyer> sowie GHC, YHC und NHC
11:41 <duschendestroyer> und THC
Lesser-Known Polygons  no. 13

Well India and Pakistan
Are thinking of trading nuclear bombs
Israel and the PLO –
Suicide’s the way to go
Meanwhile the lessons of 9-1-1 are clear… Let’s blow up the Middle East… Smoking marijuana aids terrorists… Cuba’s our enemy unless we need a prison camp… John Walker Lindh could be your kid unless we get an economic stimulus package… And let’s get that guy in Cleveland – AL KIDA!
— Dan Bern, Talkin’ Al Kida Blues



Let’s keep this quiet
Hear our hearts in the distance like cannon fire
See our breath in the window, in the siren light
Oh it’s a wonderful Life
— The Felice Brothers, Wonderful Life

Think of you tonight, I’ll think forever
Theres no way to predict this kind of weather
Ashes fall to earth, words are severed
Feathers turn to broken beads and pillars
— Whiskeytown, Midway Park



Seems like everybody
Everybody’s down on me
Seems like everybody
Everybody’s down on poor me
I’m gonna take my troubles
Cast them in the deep blue sea
— Leroy Carr, Blues Before Sunrise


Roll on Arte, roll on
Oh your heart is too good for this town
Your eyes cast through the glass
At my so sorry manniquin frown
— The Felice Brothers, Roll On Arte



Then the army of the fascists tried to put you on the run,
But the army of the union, they did what could be done,
Oh, the power of the factory was greater than the gun,
As you built one more link on the chain, on the chain,
As you built one more link on the chain.
— Phil Ochs Lyrics, Links On The Chain


Oppositional Defiance Disorder
I think I got it, too
Oppositional Defiance Disorder
He’s sick and so are you
— David Rovics, Oppositional Defiance Disorder



So it’s fare thee well my own true love
We’ll meet another day another time
It’s not the leavin’ that’s a-grievin’ me
But my darling who’s bound to stay behind.
— Bob Dylan, Farewell


So fare thee well, my own true love
When I return united we will be
It’s not the leaving of Liverpool that’s grieving me
But my darling when I think of thee
— The Leaving of Liverpool



Take another ride on the sunshine highway
Take another ride try to turn it around
Take another ride down the sunshine highway
Take another ride try to turn it around tonight
— Dropkick Murphys, Sunshine Highway


You, you never looked so good
Sipping life down like I wish I could
But these sober tears are all that’s left to shed
Sank his soul now made of lead
— Flogging Molly, Tomorrow Comes A Day Too Soon


Toilet in Tacheles (Berlin)

And it’s driving me to drink
and it’s causing me to think
you’re not alone
— Devotchkas, Ocean of Lust

Das ist super trendi

I wanted to believe in rock’n’roll stars
I wanted to believe in contemporary art
I wanted to aspire to a higher path
But there’s no higher path
— The Indelicates, We Hate The Kids