Songs About / On: UNTITLED

"The Untitled Song" is an Emily Saliers composition. It originally
appeared on "Blue Food," and it has been performed as recently as
1989. Actually, I seem to recall someone telling me that they heard
it more recently... At any rate, I think that it may have been the
first truly great IG song, IMHO, and still ranks right up there as read more »

untitled
by: KRiS KRUGER
The day shall come
The day shall come when we see what we are
That day shall come; it's not too far read more »

Shadowy Men on a Shadowy Planet, _Dim_the_Lights_and_Chill_the_Ham_,
Cargo, CAN, 1992.

-- Dim the Lights and Chill the Ham read more »

Ladies and gentlemen!
Yes my fine gentlemen friends
Okay, we’re gonna turn to the chapter in eyenetics
Called left pimping
Everybody turn to left pimping
Now as you can see
It’s located in a region near your man
Called untitled space read more »

May, 1993 - Stratford...have been reading through the poetry of 15th century
Spain, and I find myself drawn to one by the mystic writer and visionary St.
John of the Cross; the untitled work is an exquisite, richly metaphoric love
poem between himself and his god. It could pass as a love poem between any two
at any time...His approach seems more akin to early Islamic or Judaic works in read more »

You're the proud crowd waiting forthe guinea pigs to die somewhere tonight.
You can't find the time to celebrate andyou have no goodbyes to give away.
You are always telling lies,you never show me what you feel inside.
You're boring, you're a waste of time.Please leave me and I leave you all behind. read more »

Bloody thursday was july 6th
the pigs killed 3 workers
harry bridges grabbed the mic
The city shut down july 6th
the workers outrage it was a general strike
The media clamed that the commies were taking over and some believed it was true
3 uncompremising strikes was paved the way Minn Sf and Toledo

But on the situation
But on the street sometimes
You're gonna hit the cold concrete read more »

We're all crazy read more »

In The End I Became Them And I Led Them
After All None Of Us Really Qualified as Humans
We Were Hardworn Automatic And As Hollow As The "O" In God
I Reattached My Emotions Cellular And Narcotic
From The Top Of Hollywood It Looked Like Space
Millions Of Capsules And Mechanical Animals
A City Full Of Dead Stars And A Girl I Called Coma White
This Is My Omega read more »

Porch light alone as you stepped out.
You stepped out.
It made a silhouette of your head, then you walked down. read more »