pearljam - all or non

its a hopeless... situation
and I’m starting to believe
that this hopeless... situation
is what I’m trying to achieve

but i still try, to run on
towards all or none

here's the selfless confession
leading me back to war
can we help that, our destinations
are the ones we’ve been before
i still try, to run on
towards all or none

to myself; i surrender
to the one ill never please
i still try, to run on
towards all or none

a take on our president

this is actually a modified text of the song "bush leaguer" by pearljam, to describe a bit about our president. i hope they wouldn't mind!

how does he do it? how do they do it? uncanny and immutable
this is such a happening tailpipe of a party
like sugar, he tries to look so refined

an over-confidence man, but why so hallucinated?
he's not a leader, he's an animal, a cheater
swinging for the fence, got lucky with a strike
drilling for fear makes the job simple
born on who knows when, thinks he got a homer

that guy weaves its way through the cities
darkness weaves its way through the cities
that guy weaves its way

i remember when you sang
that song about today
now it's tomorrow and
everything has changed,
forever

pearljam - thumbing my way

riot act is probably pearljam's most underrated album. their seventh studio album, it has been released after september 11 terrorist attacks on US and invasion of iraq. vedder himself sys this album is about "if we ar ein middle east, knowing why we are there!" and to defy the blind patriotism. the lyrics are quite touching and a mixture of hope and hopelessness.

thumbing my way
i have not been home since you left long ago
i'm thumbing my way back to heaven
counting steps, walking backwards on the road
i'm counting my way back to heaven
i can't be free with what's locked inside of me
if there was a key, you took it in your hand
there's no wrong or right, but i'm sure there's good and bad
the questions linger overhead
no matter how cold the winter, there's a springtime ahead
i'm thumbing my way back to heaven

i wish that i could hold youi wish that i had
thinking 'bout heaven
i let go of a rope, thinking that's what held me back
and in time i've realized, it's now wrapped around my neck
i can't see what's next, from this lonely overpassh
ang my head and count my steps, as another car goes past
all the rusted signs we ignore throughout our lives
choosing the shiny ones instead
i turned my back, now there's no turning back
no matter how cold the winter, there's a springtime ahead
i smile, but who am i kidding?
i'm just walking the miles, every once in a while i'll get a ride
i'm thumbing my way back to heaven

wasting my air - the mars volta

Let me point out
What's on my mind?
Look inside you I can tell
We don't want you here
We don't need you here
Making up a point, making up a side
Making up a point, making up my mind

Let me tell you this will all be over
Let me tell you that I'll call someone out
Let me tell you that we can end if so many give up before me

You're wasting my air