Korn – Love and Meth

Kornin laulajalla, Jonathan Davisilla, oli kovat ajat The Paradigm Shift-levyn nauhoitusten aikaan ja hän päätyikin katkaisuun. Useampikin levyn biisi taitaa käsitellä tätä kamppailua.

“Feelings you see
Are so hard to believe
All the chaos I have in my heart
Devils I make and the love can relate
All the solace inside tears me up

Take me away.
Set me on fire.
There’s no other way.

Give me a reason cause’ I got nothing to gain
So what are we doing now ?
Feeling complacent I cannot be contained
I’m so lost and lonely now

We’ve been deceived.
Its so easy for me.
Cause’ the loathing I’ve had from the start.
Evil disease all the hatred it breathes.
As I’m down on my knees torn apart.

Take me away.
Set me on fire
There’s no other way

Give me a reason cause’ I got nothing to gain
So what are we doing now ?
Feeling complacent I cannot be contained
I’m so lost and lonely now

Where do I run?
Where do I hide?
Give me a reason to end my life

Where do I run?
Where do I hide?
Give me a reason to get out alive

Give me a reason cause’ I got nothing to gain
So what are we doing now ?
Feeling complacent I cannot be contained
I’m so lost and lonely now

Give me a reason cause’ I got nothing to gain
So what am I doing now? (what a am I doing now?)
Feeling complacent I cannot be contained
I’m so lost and lonely now”

Tool – Sober

Wikipedia tietää kertoa: Tool guitarist Adam Jones has stated in an interview that the song is about a friend of the band whose artistic expression only comes out when he is under the influence. “A lot of people give him shit for that,” Jones explains. “If you become addicted and a junkie, well, that’s your fault.

“There’s a shadow just behind me,
Shrouding every step I take,
Making every promise empty,
Pointing every finger at me.
Waiting like a stalking butler
Who upon the finger rests.
Murder now the path called “must we”
Just before the son has come.
Jesus, won’t you fucking whistle
Something but the past and done?
Why can’t we not be sober?
I just want to start this over.
Why can’t we drink forever.
I just want to start things over.
I am just a worthless liar.
I am just an imbecile.
I will only complicate you.
Trust in me and fall as well.
I will find a center in you.
I will chew it up and leave,
I will work to elevate you
Just enough to bring you down.
Trust me.
Mother Mary won’t you whisper
Something but what’s past and done.
Trust me.
I want what I want.”

Smashing Pumpkins – A Girl Named Sandoz

The Smashing Pumpkins coveroi hienosti tämän The Animalsin biisin uransa alkuvaiheessa singlen b-puolelle.

Biisissä kerrotaan tytöstä, joka opettaa kertojan pahoille tavoille. 1938 Albert Hoffman keksi LSD:n Sandoz-nimisessä laboratoriossa.

“Well I met a girl called Sandoz
And she taught me many many things
Good things, very good things
Sweet things

I met her on a Sunday morning
It was hot though the snow lay on the ground
Strange things, very strange things
My mind has wings

Sandoz Sandoz
Will you tell me no?
Sandoz Sandoz
Will you tell me why?
We could all learn something from your mind, yeah

She is very old yet many think she’s young
One kiss from her and you know your time has come
Good times, for all times
Sandoz”

Staind – It’s Been Awhile

Stainedin läpimurtolevyn “Break the Cyclen” hittisinglellä Aaron Lewis taitaa laulaa omasta rimpuilustaan kokaiinin kanssa.

“And it’s been awhile
Since I could hold my head up high
And it’s been awhile
Since I first saw you
And it’s been awhile
Since I could stand on my own two feet again
And it’s been awhile
Since I could call you

And everything I can’t remember
As fucked up as it all may seem
The consequences that I’ve rendered
I’ve stretched myself beyond my means

And it’s been awhile
Since I can say that I wasn’t addicted
And it’s been awhile
Since I can say I love myself as well
And it’s been awhile
Since I’ve gone and fucked things up just like I always do
And it’s been awhile
But all that shit seems to disappear when I’m with you

And everything I can’t remember
As fucked up as it all may seem
The consequences that I’ve rendered
I’ve gone and fucked things up again

Why must I feel this way?
Just make this go away
Just one more peaceful day!

And it’s been awhile
Since I could look at myself straight
And it’s been awhile
Since I said I’m sorry
And it’s been awhile
Since I’ve seen the way the candles light your face
And it’s been awhile
But I can still remember just the way you taste

And everything I can’t remember
As fucked up as it all may seem to be I know it’s me
I cannot blame this on my father
He did the best he could for me

And it’s been awhile
Since I could hold my head up high
And it’s been awhile
Since I said I’m sorry”

Tool – Rosetta Stoned

Biisi viitannee LSD:n käyttöön ja Keenan intoutuu kriittisehköön sävyyn laulamaan isommasta maailman ymmärtämisestä?!? Ei mitkään yksiselitteiset sanat.

“All righty then
Picture this if you will

10 to 2 am, X, yogi DMT, and a box of krispy kreme’s in my “need to know” pose just outside of area 51, contemplating the whole chosen people thingy when just then a flaming stealth banana split the sky like one would hope but never really expect to see in a place like this. Cutting right angle donuts on a dime and stopping right at my birkinstocks, and me yelping “holy fuckin’ shit!”

Then the X file being, looking like some kinda blue green Jackie chan, with Isabella Rossellini lips, and breath that reeked of vanilla chig champa, did a slow mo matrix decent outta the butt end of the banana vessel, and hovered above my bug eyes, my gaping jaw, and my sweaty L. Ron Hubbard upper lip and all I could think was, “I hope uncle martin here doesn’t notice that I pissed my fuckin pants!!”

So light in his way, like an apparition, he’d had me crying out…
“Fuck me!
It’s gotta be
The dead head
Chemistry
The blotter got right on top o’ me
Got me seeing E mutha fuckin T!”

And after calming me down with some orange slices and some fetal spooning, E.T. revealed to me his singular purpose. He said. “you are the chosen one. The one who will deliver the message. A message of hope for those who choose to hear it, and a warning for those who do not.” Me! The chosen one. They chose me!!!! And I didn’t even graduate from fuckin’ high school!!

(You’d better listen)

Then he looked right through me with somniferous almond eyes
Don’t even know what that means
Must remember to write it down
This is so real
Like the time Dave floated away
See, my heart is pounding cuz this shit never happens to me.

Can’t breathe right now.

It was so real
Like I woke up in Wonderland
All sorta terrifying
I don’t wanna be all alone
While I tell this story
And can anyone tell me why y’all sound like peanuts parents?
Will I ever be coming down?
This is so real
Finally it’s my lucky day
See, my heart is racing cuz this shit never happens to me

Can’t breathe right now.

You believe me don’t you?
Please believe what I’ve just said
See, the dead ain’t touring and this wasn’t all in my head
See they took me by the hand
And invited me right in
Then they showed me something
I don’t even know where to begin

Strapped down to my bed
Feet cold and eyes red
I’m out of my head
Am I alive? Am I dead?
Can’t remember what they said
God damn, shit the bed

Overwhelmed as one would be placed in my position
Such a heavy burden now to be the one
Born to bear and bring to all the details of our ending
To write it down for all the world to see
But I forgot my pen
Shit the bed again
Typical

Strapped down to my bed
Feet cold and eyes red
I’m out of my head
Am I alive? Am I dead.
Sunkist and Sudafed
Gyroscopes and infrared
Won’t help. I’m brain dead
Can’t remember what they said
God damn, shit the bed

Can’t remember what they said to me
Can’t remember what they said to make me out to be a hero
Can’t remember what they said
Bob help me
Can’t remember what they said

We don’t know and we won’t know
God damn shit the bed”

Tool – Lost Keys (Blame Hofman)

Lost Keys toimii introna Rosetta Stoned -biisille. Lost Keysissä on kolme henkilöä: tohtori, häneltä kyselevä henkilö sekä LSD:n takia täysin pihalla oleva potilas. Biisin nimessä oleva Hofmann viittaa sveitsiläiseen LSD:tä tukineeseen kemistiin, Albert Hofmanniin.

“Excuse me? Doctor? Do you have a moment?

A moment? What’s the question?

More of a situation, a gentleman in exam 3

What’s the problem?

That is the problem, we’re not sure

You got the chart?

Right here

Not much here to say

No doctor, no obvious physical trauma. Vitals are stable

Name?

No sir

Did someone drop him off?
Maybe we could speak to them
Let’s get some background on this fella

No ID. Nothing
And he won’t speak to anybody

Well, let’s say hello
Good morning, I’m Dr. Wasson
How are you today? How are you today?
Look son, you’re in a safe place
We wanna help in whatever way we can
But you need to talk to us
We can’t help you otherwise
What’s happened? Tell me everything”

Pulp – The Fear

This Is Hardcore -albumin avausraita, The Fear, voisi olla kuvaus huumeiden käytön aiheuttamista peloista ja paniikeista. Monkey on my back viittaisi hieman siihen suuntaan.

“This is our “Music from A Bachelors Den”
The sound of loneliness turned up to ten.
A horror soundtrack from a stagnant water-bed
And it sounds just like this.
This is the sound of someone losing the plot
Making out that they’re okay when they’re not.
You’re gonna like it,
But not a lot
And the chorus goes like this:

Oh baby,
Here comes the fear again.
The end is near again.
A monkey’s built a house on your back.
You can’t get anyone to come in the sack
And here comes another panic attack
Oh here we go again.

So now you know the words to our song,
Pretty soon you’ll all be singing along.
When you’re sad, when you’re lonely
And it all turns out wrong.
When you’ve got the fear.

And hen you’re no longer searching
For beauty or love
Just some kind of life
With the edges taken off.
When you can’t even define what it is that you’re frightened of
This song will be here.

Oh baby,
Here comes the fear gain.
The end is near again.
If you ever get that chimp off your back.
If you ever find the thing that you lack
But you know you’re only having a laugh
And here we go again.
Until the end.”