The Highway To Rumi

A Rumi & AC/DC mashup

Out beyond stop signs and speed limits
There is a highway. I’ll meet you there.
My friends are gonna be there too

When the soul rides on that asphalt
The world is too full to talk about
Don’t need reason, don’t need rhyme
Ideas, language, even the phrase ‘living easy, living free’
doesn’t make any sense.
I’m going down, all the way down
I’m on the highway to Rumi


Pop Song Dissection – Sheila – Jamie T

Sheila Goes Out With Her Mate Stella,
It Gets Poured All Over Her Fella,
Cos Shes Says, Man He Aint No Better
Than The Next Man Kicking Up Fuss
Drunk, She Stumbles Down By A River
Screams Calling London, (london)
None Of Us Heard Her Coming,
I Guess The Carpet Weren't Rolled Out
(oh When My Love, My Darling,
You've Left Me Here Alone,
I'll Walk The Streets Of London
Which Once Seemed All Our Own.
The Vast Suburban Churches
Together We Have Found:
The Ones Which Smelt Of Gaslight
The Ones In Incense Drown'd)

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Pop Song Dissection – Deceptacon – Le Tigre

Who took the bomp?

Every day and night
Every day and night
I can see your disco disco dick is sucking my heart out of my mind
I’m outta time
I’m outta fuckin time
I’m a gasoline gut with a vaseline mind, but
Wanna disco?
Wanna see me disco?
Let me hear you depoliticise my rhyme.
One! Two! Three! Four!
You got what you been asking for.
You’re so policy free and you’re fantasy wheels and everything you think
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