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Scribe "MARK OF TEJA" Lyrics
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Here's where the cavaliers stayed up and went around the bay!
Woke up only to find, the world's split in half anyway!
Frags! Step aside! Enter my senses you weakened centaurs!
You can have your bit, son. But you have to wait!
My resentment would weaken us all! You could fake it in the trice of a moment.
This has never been told! But you have to wait. Since you're so insatiable.
You could be one of us too.
You couldn't say my love is gone!
Flash in a file, in the wake of the mind! Decadence, martyrs and poisonous words.
We may never get through, son. But you have to wait!
My denouement was false in alarm. You could trace it in a flash of eye!
But you couldn't ever tell! Cos you had to wait. Even though you'd said enough.
And you are still one of us too.
You couldn't say my words are wrong!
Scat! Scat! Scat! Shoo! Stupid Fly! I'm going my way! Please stop bothering me!
Scat! Scat! Scat! Shoo! Stupid Fly! I'm going my way!
You are still one of us too.
You couldn't say my words are wrong!
You'll still be one of us too.
Even though I may be gone.
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I LOVE YOU, PAV BHAJI
Play dough. Never expect another prisoner. Always and forever. Under the watchful eye of the predator. Kiss her till it leaves back a scar.
Dear President, may I please show you my willy?
Cos I'd like you to know what it means when I will never tell, never wish and never know
What it takes to be another side, another shore
Falling into what will be still outta whack, I don't know
If you're gonna keep your foot in mouth, you don't need a pedicure.
Tell me what they said. I didn't even hear.
Tell me what it means. I don't even know.
Tell me what to do. I'm not even here!
Tell me where to go. Anywhere but here!
Tell me who I am. How am I to know?
Tell me why I'm here. I can't say for sure.
Tell me who to see. The ones that disappeared!
Pressure cook mixed vegetables and peas till well done.
Mash them coarsely after draining.
Heat butter in a pan.
Add ginger-garlice, capsicum, onion, tomatoes.
Fry for 2-3 minutes till very soft.
Add pavbhaji masala , chilli powder, turmeric, salt, sugar and fry further 2-3 minutes.
Bring to boil.
Simmer till gravy is thick, stirring and mashing pieces with masala, in between.
Add lemon juice, stir.
Garnish with chopped coriander and a block of butter. Now, have with pav.
Butter. Nimbu. Kanda. La!
I love you, Pav Bhaji.
Baby, I love you. Pav Bhaji.
Darling, I love you. Pav Bhaji.
Pups.
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STREET ARCHANA V/S VICE VARSHA
Microphone spastic
Get your bones back in lipo
Make a wish for a smack in the face from my baiko
Skip away like litte Bo, Peep Beep Beep Beep!
Whatchyu know about dit-dat-daddy-o?
Make a break like a cat on the run from Singhonio
Amaze-a-zaze-zingo!
You'd have to see this through a compounded eye of a dead fly!
You'd have to shake it like the inflated paunch of a bespectacled hippo!
Hadouken!
Shoryuken!
What chicken?
Fried chicken!
Mama Hons HADOUKEN!
Papa Hons HADOUKEN!
Dada Hons HADOUKEN!
Kaka Hons SHORYUKEN!
Chacha Hons HADOUKEN!
Baba Hons! SHORYUKEN!
Baby Hons TERI MA KI!
Doggy Hons! BRING CHICKEN!
There's another assumption. Another descendent. Believe yours is pumpkin.
It's a fallen remembrance. You stole it to keep it. Don't think I didn't notice.
You were never indicted. This was never intended.
Microphone plastic
Get your voice back in mico
Make a wish for a kick in the balls from my baiko
Skip away like little Bo, Peep Beep Beep Beep!
Whatchyu know about hou-wou-wou-woh?
Stay awake like a pig on the run from Malhotro
John Paul George and Ringo!
You'd have to see this through a compounded eye of a dead fly!
You'd have to shake it like the inflated paunch of a bespectacled hippo!
There's another assumption., another descendent. Believe yours is pumpkin.
It's a fallen remembrance. You stole it to keep it. Don't think I didn't notice.
There's another perception, another surrender when you wouldn't make it.
It's a fallen remembrance. You stole it to keep it. Don't think I didn't notice.
You stole it keep it. Don’t think I didn’t notice.
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M POWER
Separate the skin from the bone. You never take out the garbage. Leave another note for Malone. The first name is Shawn and not Septic. I was gonna tell you a joke. But you didn’t want me to kill you.
So then I’ll just keep to my word. And blow up this up with nothing but my insanely talented genetically superior presidential fair amount of examples to tell you that I’m not going to come back to explain this again.
Mai hoon deewana parwana mastana,
Dunston ke haaton mein hoon ek banana main.
Kyun aise tumne na mujhko pehchaana?
Bolo na please, main hoon kaun, main hoon kaun, main hoon don.
Medicated mask of cologne. You’ll never keep this prediction.
Have another piece all alone. It’s wearing off and it’s tainted.
I will never call you again. Not because you told me not to.
But then, I’ll just keep to my word.
And blow up this up with nothing but my supposedly sutured genetically superior exponential dynamite boxes to send you into the universe to find all the answers.
Tune mujhe aisa dhoka diya ki main
apni wafa ki sazaa bhugat raha hoon,
bolo na kyun aisa kiya tumne dammit.
Answer karo mujhko abhi ka abhi sanam.
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DUM HAI TO AAGE AA!
Well, see it's like this and it's as plain and simple as the nose on my face. Oh-oh-oh oh.
If you were sharing a braincell with another, you'd still be an fancy shmancy antsy pants.
Why, a choo choo train don't have no reason to be polite. Uh-woh-uh-oh-uh-oh
Ah but then, to be a choo choo, you'd have to be on the right track!
Your case in point did never come as one.
And I don't wanna change anyone, cos they're the only thing that should've never have been so.
Inside my head, I'm comin' out of a loaded gun,
Colliding with everyone. Staining tiles with blood trails leading right out of the door.
You could still fight to see if you won't?
But if you ask me now, it's never unknown what you'll eventual1y do!
Know what you're about to do.
So, won't you sacrifice today?
Won't you give away a piece of now to get back yesterday?
You could still try to make it alone.
But if you ask me now, the place where you are is never unknown.
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DEMONPRA
Make a note to tell yourself that you’re alive
Women and children’ll be the first ones to die!
The great beast of misfortune has arisen from our time
Now is quite a good time for some cola with lime.
Now, here’s a predicament that’s presented with a solemn grin and a merciful twinkle.
Asking someone to pass the dagger just to pardon the crime.
But if you really meant to give me the answers, why did I have to come this way?
What could be the possible reason for failure attempted for?
No! Is this made up like pretty pictorial representations or?
Maybe I know too much and I am inherently aware of your twisted ways!
But then it would spook me out to know all the patterns of your underwear!
Escapist
Make a break for the door when you know this.
Think it like a phallic thing and blow this
Get an oar hold your breath and row this
Pull a boob out, stick your skank in and ho this!
Stick a flashlight out of your pants and bro this!
You know this. Write it down and show this.
Have a ball and throw this. You owe this.
Before this, make like a beard and grow this.
Is this when the whole world decides to make everything right?
No! Is this made up like pretty pictorial representations or?
Doofus
You shoulda thought about it before you threw this.
Now, you’re gonna have to be a DJ and cue this
Be an animal, lick your scrotum and poo this.
Just cut it like you grew this
Do this. First you one it then two this!
You’ll do this. Stick it to it and glue this.
You’ll get through this. You knew this.
Before this, make like a dick and screw this.
You will never take me down alive.
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KAMLA’S BACK
Who could I call my own Delilah?
And I hope she finds her way from the horizon to...
Oh, my own flesh! My own rigid mind! I won't ever shy away from a lie!
I'd still keep it torn like the letter I never told you about.
Oh, what a shame it is, what we've become!
I don’t even know.
Cos I’m still drowned inside the blackness of your soul! Cos I'm cured. Unlike you.
Cos I will sink into the surface of her skin! Cos I'm through. Within you.
This ignominy is what we’ll be remembered by!
This felony will make age weep out of ourselves
This treachery is what we they shall know us by
In this calamity…
Cos I will then find another night for my sins. Cos I’m pure.
And I will still find a way to go back to where I've been. Cos I’m pure.
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1234 DRACULA
Gunda banneke liye, danger dikhna mangta!
Break in the night is manicured,
There's a hole in the sky that knows it all,
There's a peek in the book that you'd never know,
That'll prick with the conscience of the coroners.
Nurse is the one that comes with the cure
Make with the healthy live with the pure
Strappin’ the psycho with that gear
Leave the nicest letters...oye kya karrai yaar!
A vampire is just something kicked out of a pathology lab when the sun is out to tell me its time to go!
Link in the chart is abysmal
The page in the book is parallel
How about a verse from Manimal?
Making vows with the patients of the corridor
Blood blood blood! Shut up!
Danger dikhne ke liye, fangs pehnna mangta!
A vampire is just someone that gobbles up his red ink pen.
Don't get me wrong, he's still innocent. It’s just that he's a bit hungry!
Door is knocking. Enter no
Close the coffin, Ig of the or
Maketh a nice big blood smoothie for
I leave the nicest tip with for your soul.
I will pay you back in kind
In the grapes or the ropes or the porcu the pine
You could sleep in my coffin, I wouldn't mind.
Because I’m heading out for a little bitta blood blood blood slurp!
Fangs pehnne ke liye khoon choosna mangta!
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JUDGE BREAD
Order in the court please, his excellency Judge Bread has presided. Please state your case with grace and coherence.
I didn't do it!
Quiet! Or I'll choke you to death!
I didn't do it! I was just...
You shall compose yourself before speaking to the chair.
We have a murderer in our midst...
We must not allow ourselves to be swayed by the beating heart
We must throttle the spawn of evil with our bare hands!
Think of all that we mirror, your excellency. Think of mercy.
Think of nothing but maggots devouring your carcass
The likes of you must be poisoned and thrown to vultures!
No..please
You...
must...
...perish!
No!
Oh damnation!
For all this pain and all this suffering in silence
Oh salvation!
I'm really just God...with a murder weapon.
This world is never the same place, and never the same kind, that'll ever defy me!
I am the one God, the one benighted, the one absolution.
I am the Titan. I am Prometheus. I am Poseidon.
I am Samson. I am Morpheus. I am Goliath.
I am the father. I am the son. And the unholy spirit.
I am the one God. The one absolution. I am creation.
Tonight is when we inherit the ashes from the sky!
Please help me!
How did you get here? Guards guards!
Please help me, please! My eyes have been taken away your. The light from my world has been dimmed to blackness!
There you are, you insufferable wretch! I will tear the life out of you like flesh from bone!
No! I am real! I am real! My beating heart begs for clemency! Let me live!
A plague upon your heart!
Nooo...
Sic semper tyrannus!
The scourge of unidentifiable human objects possessing the mark of Teja has led to the complete upheaval of the judicial system and implementation of Law. The obvious disarray in front of you is no illusion. It is the unfortunate outcome. Induced apocalypse is the only way to its conclusion. May the power of good be with us so we can be resurrected again. You are advised to immediately proceed to the nearest synagogue, tomb or preferred place of worship. We hope you die a painless death.
I am the Titan. I am Prometheus. I am Poseidon.
I am Samson. I am Morpheus. I am Goliath.
I am the father. I am the son. And the unholy spirit.
I am the one God. The one absolution. I am creation.
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M-Pyre
Always remember. Others may hate you.
But those who hate you don't win. Unless you hate them.
And then...you destroy yourself.
All lyrical content ©SCRIBE -
Jaitley has left the building.
Current mood:
Scribe wishes to inform you that one of the founding members, Niraj Trivedi (aka JAITLEY), is no longer a part of the band.
confident
As much as it saddens us make this announcement, it is a decision that all of us respect and stand by.
It's been an eventful journey that lasted for five strong years and he will continue to be a part of the force that is Scribe.
Scribe wishes him all the best for the future.
Changes notwithstanding, Scribe has no intention of slowing down. So without further ado, please welcome the legendary Viru (Virendra Kaith), who will be currently involved in our album tours and forthcoming shows.
Thank you,
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I Love You, Pav Bhaji - Lyrics!
Current mood:
"I LOVE YOU, PAV BHAJI!"
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Band: SCRIBE
Album: MARK OF TEJA
Play dough. Never expect another prisoner. Always and forever. Under the watchful eye of the predator. Kiss her till it leaves back a scar.
Dear President, may I please show you my willy?
Cos I'd like you to know what it means when I will never tell, never wish and never know
What it takes to be another side, another shore
Falling into what will be still outta whack, I don't know
If you're gonna keep your foot in mouth, you don't need a pedicure.
Tell me what they said. I didn't even hear.
Tell me what it means. I don't even know.
Tell me what to do. I'm not even here!
Tell me where to go. Anywhere but here!
Tell me who I am. How am I to know?
Tell me why I'm here. I can't say for sure.
Tell me who to see. The ones that disappeared!
Pressure cook mixed vegetables and peas till well done.
Mash them coarsely after draining.
Heat butter in a pan.
Add ginger-garlice, capsicum, onion, tomatoes.
Fry for 2-3 minutes till very soft.
Add pavbhaji masala , chilli powder, turmeric, salt, sugar and fry further 2-3 minutes.
Bring to boil.
Simmer till gravy is thick, stirring and mashing pieces with masala, in between.
Add lemon juice, stir.
Garnish with chopped coriander and a block of butter. Now, have with pav.
Butter. Nimbu. Kanda. La!
I love you, Pav Bhaji. Pups. -
Confect. - The Lyrics
SCRIBE - "Confect."
ANALYZE THIS
Here and now is a statement with its senses numbed. Cos you can't keep up when here is there, and now was then before you left.
Gotta still flash that vacant smile and keep the beads counting through. Cos it's faith right? It's still yours to keep even if it wasn't there in the first place.
Meet us on the way. You know you want to.
Take a piss. Take a plunge. Take a notion to make your way. Give a shout, give the works, give a shit less, give them something to talk about.
Hold the reins, hold the key, hold the whip hand, hold while I emancipate. Keep count, keep your distance, keep it clear and keep it that way.
Meet us on the way. You know you want to.
You'll say you can't, but the truth is that you're already there.
And everything that is you is everything that is untrue.
Here and now is a statement with its senses numbed
Cos I can't keep up when here is there and now was then before I left.
No. I gotta still flash that vacant smile and keep the bodies counting through. Cos it's fate right, its still mine to keep even if you were never there (in the first place).
Skies come alive when night undresses, but it's still without a sun.
NOBODY LISTENS TO THE VOCALIST
Inspite of all things spoken, and sacrifices done, you wouldn't ever spare the rod to spoil even one.
You'd just pick a bigger wound to stick your needle to, and pick another just in case you picked on too few.
The ones without a face or the rest who don't see, and the others who can't and will never be you.
A wish that isn't new. Don't you wish you knew?
How true would it be if I were to just leave?
How poised would it be if I were to disappear?
How adept I would be if I could just do that.
Exactly what just failed to miss me is for you to be all my folded answers.
Back into what can be our last dance, and letting go to stand back when it's time for me to take the fall.
Would you be so kind to let me point if I couldn't make a sound?
Would you be so kind to tell me before I hit the ground?
Would you be so kind to lose me again before I'm found?
Would you be so kind to let me float if I had to drown?
Would you be so kind?
THE KIDS
Won't you get some? Beg your pardon? Won't you get wasabi nuts, wasabi nuts? I won't get none. I won't get them. Beg your pardon? You won't know wasabi nuts, wasabi nuts.
Please get me some watermelon? No, I said watermelon! Watermelon!
Fuck you if you. Beg your pardon? Fuck am I? Not Magellan. Not Magellan.
Truck infusion left inside of what was once a plot but now it's just not averse to letting go of space and time. The arisen would not justify my vacancy.
To make it a packeta, shut up faggota.
Once a maggotta, always a maggotta
Great confusion, injustice and all of what can now only be a mark of patience and prejudice for everybody to soak inside the deep end with the freezing calm.
Dip it, dip it. Shiteater shiteater,
Once a maggotta, always a maggotta
Fuck my stars that would leave me when the timing isn't not quite right to what the sacred and frustrated wouldn't leave any mother for the kill when the pack is outside. Not this time. It just will be you.
When the tale of Pedro is told in the night,
And evil lurks on the left and the right
And the conjurers keeps a count on the chant,
The greed and the need, the desire and the want
Will it be Pedro's last day in the sun?
Or will he be another slave to the gun?
Or will the dagger on the waist-belt hang?
Or will it be the day when the angels sang?
Won't you get some? Think about it. Won't you get wasabi nuts, wasabi nuts? I won't get none. I won't get them. Beg your pardon? You won't know wasabi nuts, wasabi nuts.
Please get me some watermelon? No, I said watermelon! Watermelon!
Fuck you if you. Beg your pardon? Fuck am I? Not Magellan. Not Magellan.
The hons, the nans. The hons nans nans.
MAGPIE
Magic. Magic. Dandi. Gift of the womb is wobbly. What is caught into is not bought into. Words like tubular belly will not be used daily.
Water. Stutter. Feni. Ink'd bottle many. Scatter. Fatter. Staining. Big'd jammy jammy. Big'd jammy jammy. Pluck. Pluck. Doggy. Loney and Baloney. Stampede. Stampede. Baby.
Take all my insides and make them like amphetamines.
What if you forced the way I see, would it make you break and cry for help? To make do, and follow the ways of greed. Not to far away from where it's at.
Magic. Magic. Dandi. Gift of the womb is wobbly. What is caught into is not bought into. Words like tubular belly will not be used daily.
Big'd big'd jammy. Big'd jammy jammy. Speak it. Speak it. Slowly. Venture. Puncture. Newly. Sparkle sparkle. Duly. In the bloody daily.
Mixed. Mixed. Maali. Veg Gujurathi thali.
What if you wanted it differently and I kept forcing the way I see, would it make you break and cry for help? For what it's worth, it can be.
Pushing the worthiness into me to start the suffering underneath. But it's never too far away from where it's at.
Flesh won't burn if the heart is the one that will be leaving.
The wheel won't turn if your mind decides to start believing.
The world won't learn if they don't decide to stop deceiving.
You could concern, but don't you vote against giving?
So in return, you'll lose out on the last few living.
ATE A BANANA
Paralyzed. And petrified. And wondering if we can decide an exigence or a blend of it. Like a neck-tie? And a strong resolve to fly tonight. With no sky? How do we provide a safety wire? For you to keep, just to keep an eye. On the ground that comes into you. Collide!
When you fall from your graceful high. What a nice little pony.
That place where you'd like to hang. Can I have it? Can I have it? Please? Your peels and your pleasant smiles. What a way, what a way, what a way to live!
Erasing won't turn back time. To bleed a wake. To sleep an age. Incarcerate it page by page.
Occasional scrapes and concussions, you escape all the endless malign. I won't bear it if you keep your pride. I can't even hear. Quiet!
Ooga booga booga aah. Mummy.
Ooga booga booga aah. Daddy.
Ooga booga booga aah. Rascal. Riff raff. Rowdy.
Ooga booga booga aah. Jai ho.
Alas, once again we meet at this height. And I'd just call this re-run time. In a bit, you'll be compromised. And feeling all. Ulp.
POMARI BEGATTARI
Somebody. Anybody. Anybody? Anybody! Make another wish. And wish for calamity.
Get your focus fixed. And fix another tree. Everybody see. To make it greener and smokey for me. For another life. We could keep a tab. And follow up until it's time. It's time? It's time. It's time to leave.
Pop another can. And understand and say it - The world is not endless for me.
All of which is mine. For the making. For the taking. For the leaving. For the innocence. And pestilence. And suckers in unity. Would I yet deny. That you've broken me. And awoken me. From a slumberless motherfucking life?
To the break of dawn. Why? Get you frikking words and your pictures and britches to another place. Where I can suffer in peace with another man who has a family. And a basset hound. And…
Was this just another world. With occasion. And evasion. And a martyr to fuck his mothers till deformity. But it's not. It could be only me. And my own. And a key. To the makers of deceit. So when I go, I could just be another person. With a face. And a nose. And a heart that can't be broken. But I just gotta go and find my own way.
They all weaken when they hit the ground.
My God. If this is okay then, please would you let me go today.
Cos I really have, to find my own way.
But then honestly, do you really think that they care?
When you know that they thought you're already dead.
ROLL TO ME (ORIGINALLY WRITTEN BY DEL AMITRI)
Look around your world pretty baby, is it everything that you want it to be?
The wrong guy. The wrong situation. The right time to roll to me.
Look into your heart pretty baby, is it aching with some nameless need?
Is there something wrong, and you can't put your finger on it? Right then, roll to me.
And I don't think I can ever see you so in despair. And if you thought you had me, then guess who will be there.
Why won't you love me again and allow it for me to be a place for you to keep, to keep, and roll to me?
All music and lyrics by Scribe 2008©