DiazMahendra: April 2008

Free Download new album of No Use For A Name - The Feel Good Record Of The Year (2008)

2. I Want To Be Wrong
3. Yours To Destroy
4. Under The Garden
5. Sleeping Between Trucks
6. Domino
7. The Feel Good Song Of The Year
8. The Trumpet Player
9. Night Of The Living Living
10. Ontario
11. Pacific Standard Time
12. The Dregs Of Sobriety
13. Kill The Rich
14. Take It Home

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"Biggest Lie"

"Ladies and gentleman we interrupt or program of dance music to bring you a special bulletin from the incontinental news."

The writing's on the wall, but no one cares at all
To convey the message that we wrote ourselves
Destroy the walls we mend and burn the candle at both ends

(I really think we are)
Becoming more mindless of the heart
(Becoming everything we hate)
Building our castles for the future
(A Trojan horse is at the gate)
Built by the enemy that we made

It's false sincerity, we hear celebrities
"Buy a hybrid if you can" with ten years of your food stamps
Caught myself listening to sheltered excuses for human beings

(So it becomes elite)
They separate then what have we got?
(Nothing in common with their wealth)
One clip can change public opinion
(One sin can send you straight to hell)
Learned how to lie and not get caught
More piss in the melting pot

Shut out majority with riches
(Their words become more valuable)
Then the voice of a million starving children
(That they have a million ways to solve)
Left freedom bleeding on the roadside,
We believe the biggest lie

"I Want To Be Wrong"

Let me introduce myself, my name is no concern
The room is filled with superficial voices
As the smoke clears I can see one hundred little lies
Racing to the finish for a consolation prize

I want to be wrong
I wish that I was uncertain just like yesterday
This is not who I am, been planning my escape
So long now that my map looks like a maze

Always on the dark side of a pessimistic moon
Or burning in the sun of what they're saying
If you have the foresight can you read between the lines?
Finger two and four inviting fingers one and five

To be in this song, it's nothing I can shut off
But I think it's my place
To let you know I know that all your plans are fake
And what you give me I could never take

Are you confusing me with someone else you hardly even know?
I'm sitting here observing and more often I am learning
That you are an artist and this is your show... so sing it

I want to be wrong but what did i really think
That this could become real?
Now writing in cliches to learn from my mistakes
But how much of you could anyone take?

"Yours To Destroy"

Suddenly I see myself returning
To the scene where I was ridden of this crime
Looking at the outline of the chalk drawn on the street
I left so much behind here that the silhouette was me

I never thought that we were miserable
But how can two be only in it for themselves?
There is nothing left to say, I've swallowed my tongue anyway

Driving out into another state, I can see the road behind me
Falling back into the same mistake, so hard to avoid
Never will the smallest voice again be silent, yours to destroy

Panic followed blindly by depression
When the roads become the buildings in your mind
Moving up the elevator to floor sixty-three
A metaphor? Yes that is right I still cannot be free

On the roof I start to realize
I may not have a hope at least I have this view
Apologies for what's been said, half of which was in my head

And if I have to follow you, you will not rip this heart of mine in two
You cannot break this chain
But you can build a wall to shut me out if you so choose
I know that I have come and gone
But I can't keep pulling myself away
A noose around my neck
I walk around the city as the night becomes the day
And if you come around I may just not be found

"Under The Garden"

On a morning in November you were blinded by the sun
In your place that makes you feel so safe from everyone
You're totally oblivious to world poverty
Not affected by the millions that you don't see

And so we toast to opportunity and talk about the weather
Although we never look each other in the eye
We are paranoid and out of step with every word that we just said
We all sound fucking crazy and no one can lie down in their own bed

In a moment you will tell us of your own personal hell
I'm starting to believe that everyone is for themselves
We really don't have an eternity to make our dreams come true
But thinking for tomorrow isn't in you

On my way down to the city I was looking out the window
At some point you learned to look the other way
We're so desperate it's dangerous, we basically have lost our heads
Responsible for nothing but taking credit where ever we can

And so we live under the garden where we can hide
And not smell the dregs of earth
Beneath the sun of the same planet, inherit wealth, inherit dirt

"Sleeping Between Trucks"

When you wait for someone to come trough
I'm sorry to inform you of the news
On your own, you'll stand in line and wait
To let them pick your poison and then decide your fate

Standing on lines that you never want to cross
Better listen to the boss
I know you're lonely too
I'm sleeping between trucks thinking of you

Overwhelmed? What do we really know?
We've never had to live out on the road
In the next five years I'm going to guess
The less we see the beauty, the more we see this mess

In your room you see a painting on the wall
But you don't see me at all
I know you're lonely too
I'm sleeping between trucks thinking of you

"Domino"

Blinding me it seems you cannot help out with the situation
It always has to be somebody's fault but never yours
Taking what I said and making things up that did not exist before
Every time we say hello, it's like meeting a total stranger
And when we're on our own you know there's not much left to say
Just wait for everyone to nod their head then you nod yours
What difference will that make?

Falling backwards like a domino to a place where you cannot hide
You keep asking yourself is this real or really just a lie?

Don't you love yourself enough to kick them when they're in a corner?
I really have to go, when I get back will you be gone?
Keeping your shape hidden with your triangle intact,
I turn around but I can see behind my back

Falling backwards like a domino to a place where you cannot hide
You keep asking yourself is this real or really just a lie?

Lie to yourself with one hand on the switch
One to open doors that lock from outside
I'm not here to beg
You'll have to learn to swallow your pride... why?

To a place where you cannot hide
You keep asking yourself is this real or really all a lie?
You keep asking yourself is this real or really just a lie?

"The Feel Good Song Of The Year"

I never thought the day would come when I
Would be the poison in the pen I use to write
You said you were alone in somewhat of a nervous tone
I guess it was the blank look on your face that was easy to replace

So then I went and drank myself into an idiot all through the night
Recounting all my paranoid and selfish thoughts but I was right

I made a space for you inside my soul
And let my feelings kill the part that I control
So part of you was me, neglectful maybe cold it seemed
Despite having the wounds we both imbibe, the scars are
somewhere we can't hide

I then stayed up for two more years just thinking of the sacrifice you made
Indifferent to the reason so apparent in the pain
I polished off another drink and taught myself to numb and drift away
For one more night so I could justify the day

So now I entertain the thought of going on all alone
But you are all the life I've ever known

I swear one day I'll get it back something that is already dead and gone
Again i see the trumpet player looking for his song
Don't worry I won't follow you, that part of me is learning to let got
What was a space is like a cancer in my soul

"The Trumpet Player"

Always in the way, I think I've had enough of this
Why is everyone so cold and lonely?
Here I go again, I'll try releting to the selfishly absurd

Take me for a ride and leave me somewhere I can live
Without feeling everybody's sorrow
I want to feel the numbness that surrounds most of our hearts
To feel like I am normal while ripping lives apart

Somewhere on the way to degradation
I met a man who put me in my place
He said,"You will not see me
You'll know the truth when you hear this trumpet play"

Doctor can you give me something for my state of mind?
If we're all on the same pill it's alright
'Sorry son you'll have to walk this bridge without a crutch
We're out of medication, the world is out of love"

Just then I heard something from the distance
The trumpet player sitting on the hill
He said "I really do not have an answer now"
Then vanished standing still

In the face on everyone I saw a little madness
And decided not to be part of that scene
The only way it seemed

Always on the wrong side of affection
We step on heads to get mere than we need
Never understanding the afterglow
The reflection of our greed

"Night Of The Living Living"

And so much can change in a second when everybody's
hiding the truth
An eternal quest for some happiness is there anything we
won't screw?

Like a loaded gun if it sits too long, eventually you'll work
up the nerve
To abandon your herd

We got these remedies for insecurities that nobody is
listening to
All the mournful cries of the less fortunate are so easy to
say and not to

Like a funeral march in the summer sun, it's beautiful for
something so sad
Concentrating on the things we can't have

We all live in a cage without space to use our heads
I'm more scared of the living than the dead

In a hospital counting every breath, are you happy with no
one in you life?
As long as up to this point you were right
But living scared is just no way to die

"Ontario"

Dim light, saw you sleeping
The door is open waiting to be closed
And it's warm in this little room
But December is so cold
Waking to a nightmare
Passing out and hoping for a dream
That will bring back his memory

And everything you wanted was so close to you that night
I don't know how you could have dealt with this
But nothing could prepare you for that risk

Reliving every minute
Makes the moment seem further away
Unimaginable for me
The room with the blue paint
No words can repair this
So why do people still talk about faith
When it's proven to be nothing great

Now everyday reminds you of what could and should have been
I cannot find a last line to this song
Oh Yeah! Please remember
It must go on...

"Pacific Standard Time"

sleep is also known as i'm awake
addicted to the easy life that everybody hates
i wonder should i call you or just stare in space again
there's always a beginning on your end

somebody get me off this lonely sad parade
the differences a hundred miles but a couple months away
i'm saying hello just to say goodbye

you must be tired of waiting
or making plans to go
somewhere between an empty feeling and the worst one that you know
but i am saving every photograph of you
so every lie i live i see the truth

cold december just got on the board
and every noise reminds me of the suitcase by the door
i wonder should i wake you up, i watch tv instead
these idiots are making me forget

how much you always forgive everything i do
the time and space begin of certain if i'm coming back to you
i'm saying this to let you know i try

you must be tired of waiting
or making plans to go
somewhere between an empty feeling and the worst one that you know
but i am saving every photograph of you
so every lie i live i see the truth

somebody get me off this lonely sad parade
the differences a hundred miles but a couple months away
i'm saying hello just to say goodbye

"The Dregs Of Sobriety"

I hope someday that we can sit and talk above the surface
For now I'm drowning in a sea of you
The irony of alcohol and this conversation piece
Is exactly what we need to keep us from the truth

So let me sit here all alone and contemplate the meaning
Of a situation made up in your mind
You're so damn miserable and careless with your
darkest thoughts
You act as if your clock is fooling time

Say hello to routine life and goodbye to the vacation
I haven't thought about you in two days
The more I see the in between the more I want to leave
But it keeps on closing in to the tune of selfish ways

In your ashtray is the answer to all the questions that
you had to prove
We are not going to keep moving forward in our sleep
Can you save us? Would you dare?
In a place where you refuse to care

"Kill The Rich"

The sky is still falling, is there any end in sight?
And some are talking to themselves as missiles fly
through the night
But in the beginning there were words with half a cause
Now everyone is singing it and waiting for the applause

They don't think about you when the payments keep on coming
But only to use you for a way

To make themselves appear like an angel in the room
They soothe their guilty conscience and tell it what to do
Synthetic compassion and some poor-mouth bad advice
To get ahead they lay in bed and sleep safe all through the night

A million to nothing, like zombies they are frightening
Just smile and wave and pass on by
Denial is so strong but the guilt just keeps it going
And give them a reason to say "hi"

"Take It Home"

Nobody is talking about the hazy sky
"Have the mountains gotten smaller
Or is the water getting high?"
There's a light up on the hill, illuminating glow
I think I want to go

But the light that keeps on burning
Is on the same page you've been turning
Ignorance for some is just a way of life
There is no message I am sending just this thought process I own
It's time to take it home

Looking at the valley where everybody grinds
I understand the purpose but there is no end in sight
There's a little voice inside that tells us what to do
How did we get this screwed?

But the light that keeps on burning
Is on the same page you've been turning
Ignorance for some is just a way of life
There is no message I am sending just this thought process I own
It's time to take it home
Take it home

"We now return you to the music of Ramãn Raquello playing for you in the Maderian Room of the Park Plaza Hotel situated in downtown New York."

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