Showing posts with label rancid. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rancid. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Lyric of the Day - 22 January

No matter how much you can will a person to change, there is nothing you can do in your powers. Still inconsiderate and mean. Hopefully you will see the error of your ways, and then we can mend this silly thing.

Yes, I am still being let down by those I hold closest to me... my friends. Ahhh, but "I ain't worried"...

"I ain't worried about a god damn thing,
I hear them talking. I ain't listening,
Listening,

I take chances that most won't take - Right,
I get knocked down I won't break,
Get it clear and make no mistake,
This town's filled with rattlesnakes..."
- I Ain't Worried by Rancid

Thursday, December 3, 2009

Lyric of the Day

"When I got the music,
I got a place to go..."
- Radio by Rancid

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Lyric of the Day

It was one of those days again. But it did end well I say. Spending it with a great bunch of friends over pizza and wine at Melrose Arch. Good Times.

"She’s a lot, a lot like a robot
And she can’t be bought, and her nerves are shot
And she starts to rot, from the inside out
She said I don’t need you to save me, but there’s people here trying to blame me
And there’s no jobs that will pay me, enough to feed my family"
- Back Up Against The Wall by Rancid

P.S. (to myself). This too shall pass.



Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Lyric of the Day

Working late sucks sometimes. Especially when you are all on your lonesome in a cold and internetless office (yes we suffer from internetlessness). I am despising my ever impending, fast approaching, deadliest of deadlines. And I am going away on the Friday (this Friday) that my edit/s is due for. Good times. No stress (haha). However I believe I will get all this done in time. It's only 5 hours or so of footage to be done. No biggie. Bleh!

Oh and did I mention I got the nastiest of paper-cuts (a sure hospital admittance). Instant Karma I tell you. I was scanning these uber heavy photo albums for a client (for my edit). I made a comment... *slice*. Bleeding on someones beloved snapshots is always fun!

So on my drive home from said empty office I was listening to Rancid and this song was playing. Aaah, I think I could find meaning in a chappies wrapper. haha.

"Game over its no fun,
Got me on the run,
I’m gonna go get my gun,
Blam blam blam your done..."
- Travis Bickle by Rancid

I must add that I am by no means in "victim mode". I am just venting. I think it is good to do so. Keeping it all bottled up inside will make me don a trench coat and take up shooting friends for fun. hmmm.

Monday, November 23, 2009

Lyric of the Day

I chose this as it is definitely my song of the day, I have been singin it all day! And for the irony too. Tim Armstrong (Rancid lead singer) was emotionally destroyed by Brody Dalle. My choice lyricist of yesterday. Aaaah, life!

"Ruby's heart ain't beatin cause she knows the feelin' is gone,
she's not the only one who knew there's somethin' wrong,
her lover's in the distance as she wipes a tear from her eye,
ruby's fading out, she disappears, it's time, time to say goodbye,

Destination unknown (Ruby ruby ruby ruby soho)
Ruby ruby ruby ruby soho..."
- Ruby Soho by Rancid