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#we want your soul
moki-dokie · 21 days
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I was obsessed with this song when it came out - in 2003. little did i realize how much worse it would get. i don't think i even had the ability as a freshly minted teenager to fathom a future worse than all of this. i don't think most of us did tbh. after all, we were promised the best and brightest and most fulfilling future of any generation. we lucky millennials. and yet 20 years later, here we are. living every dystopian nightmare we never thought possible as kids. in 20 years a song depicting what seemed like the worst outcome i could think of is now normal. idk maybe we should have seen all the blaring warning signs but for fucks sake most of them were buried in comedy, irony, sarcasm, fiction, or music that was mostly underground. no wonder we didn't think to take it seriously. anyway. have a listen. (and do keep in mind the language of the time) lyrics under the cut
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Your cellphone, your wallet, your time, your ideas. No bar-code, no party, no ID, no beers. Your bankcard, your license, your thoughts, your fears. No SIM card, no disco, no photo, not here. Your blood, your sweat, your passions, your regrets. Your profits, your time off, your fashions, your sex. Your pills, your grass, your tits, your ass. Your laughs, your balls, we want it all (we want your soul).
Your cash, your house, your phone, your life (we want your soul).
Tell us your habits, your fads, your fears. Give us your address, your shoe size, your years. Your digits, your plans, your number, your eyes. Your schedule, your desktop, your details, your life. Show us your children, your photos, your home. Here, take credit, take insurance, take a loan. Get a job, get a pension, get a haircut, get a suit. Play the lottery, play football, play the field, snort some toot.
We'll show you shrinks, we'll show you spooks, we'll buy you drinks, throw away your books. We'll sell you crap, we'll charge you tax, we're out buying big guns and you'll front the cash (we want your soul).
Your cash, your house, your phone, your life (we want your soul).
Your thoughts, your emotions, your love, your dreams. Your checkbook, your essence, your sweat, your screams. Your security, your sobriety, your innocence, your society. Your self, your place, your distance, your space.
[Bill Hicks] Go back to bed America, your government is in control again. Here. Watch this. Shut up. You are free to do as we tell you. You are free to do as we tell you.
Here's boy bands, here's Mackers, here's Britney, here's cola. Here's pizza, here's TV, here's some rock and some roller. Watch commercials, more commercials, watch Jerry, not Oprah. Buy a better life from the comfort of your sofa. Here's popcorn, here's magazines, here's milkshakes, here's blue jeans. Here's padded bras, here's armpit wax, here's football shirts, here's baseball caps. Here's live talk-shows, here's video games, here's cola-lite, here's ten more lanes. Here's filter-tips, here's collagen lips, here's all-night malls, here's plastic hips (we want your soul).
Your cash, your house, your phone, your life (we want your soul). [Bill Hicks] Go back to bed America, your government is in control again. Here. Here's American Gladiators. Watch this. Shut up. Go back to bed America, here's American Gladiators. Here's 56 channels of it. Watch these pituitary retards bang their fucking skulls together, and congratulate you on living in the land of freedom. Here you go America. You are free to do as we tell you. You are free to do as we tell you.
No hippies, no strays, no drop-outs, no gays. No lefties, no loonies, no opinions, no way. No thinkers, no teachers, no facts, no freaks. No skaters, no tweakers, no truth, no sleep.
Here's popcorn, here's magazines, here's milkshakes, here's blue jeans. Here's padded bras, here's armpit wax, here's football shirts, here's baseball caps. Here's very very very very very very very very very very very very long infomercials.
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x-heesy · 10 months
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Phuck You very very much 🖕🏽
Your cellphone, your wallet, your time, your ideas
No bar-code, no party, no ID, no beers
Your bankcard, your license, your thoughts, your fears
No SIM card, no disco, no photo, not here
Your blood, your sweat, your passions, your regrets
Your profits, your time off, your fashions, your sex
Your pills, your grass, your tits, your ass
Your laughs, your balls, we want it all (we want your soul)
Your cash, your house, your phone, your life (we want your soul)
Tell us your habits, your fads, your fears
Give us your address, your shoe size, your years
Your digits, your plans, your number, your eyes
Your schedule, your desktop, your details, your life
Show us your children, your photos, your home
Here, take credit, take insurance, take a loan
Get a job, get a pension, get a haircut, get a suit
Play the lottery, play football, play the field, snort some toot
We'll show you shrinks, we'll show you spooks, we'll buy you drinks, throw away your books
We'll sell you crap, we'll charge you tax, we're out buying big guns and you'll front the cash (we want your soul)
Your cash, your house, your phone, your life (we want your soul)
Your thoughts, your emotions, your love, your dreams
Your checkbook, your essence, your sweat, your screams
Your security, your sobriety, your innocence, your society
Your self, your place, your distance, your space
Spoken:
Go back to bed America, your government is in control again.
Here. Watch this. Shut up.
You are free to do as we tell you.
You are free to do as we tell you.
(We want your soul)
Here's boy bands, here's Mackers, here's Britney, here's cola
Here's pizza, here's TV, here's some rock and some roller
Watch commercials, more commercials, watch Jerry, not Oprah
Buy a better life from the comfort of your sofa
Here's popcorn, here's magazines, here's milkshakes, here's blue jeans
Here's padded bras, here's armpit wax, here's football shirts, here's baseball caps
Here's live talk-shows, here's video games, here's cola-lite, here's ten more lanes
Here's filter-tips, here's collagen lips, here's all-night malls, here's plastic hips (we want your soul)
Your cash, your house, your phone, your life (we want your soul)
Spoken:
Go back to bed America, your government is in control again.
Here. Here's American Gladiators. Watch this. Shut up.
Go back to bed America, here's American Gladiators.
Here's 56 channels of it.
Watch these pituitary retards bang their fucking skulls together,
And congratulate you on living in the land of freedom.
Here you go America.
You are free to do as we tell you.
You are free to do as we tell you.
(We want your soul)
Your cash, your house, your phone, your life (we want your soul)
No hippies, no strays, no drop-outs, no gays
No lefties, no loonies, no opinions, no way
No thinkers, no teachers, no facts, no freaks
No skaters, no tweekers, no truth, no sleep
Here's popcorn, here's magazines, here's milkshakes, here's blue jeans
Here's padded bras, here's armpit wax, here's football shirts, here's baseball caps
Here's very very very very very very very very very very very very long infomercials
@frenchpsychiatrymuderedmycnut #vetomfz 👉🏾🖕🏽👈🏽
We Want Your Soul by Adam Freeland ☠️
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krebstar3000 · 2 days
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Freeland - We Want Your Soul
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deepdive002 · 10 months
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I want to find this in real life so bad! Please DM me your OF if you got one. May I read you a poem?
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 4 months
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Call that a Cave Story.
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#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#wen chao#wang lingjiao#mianmian#wei wuxian#jiang cheng#I had to cut the comic with JC 'holding WWX back from fighting the Wen Assholes' but it is with me in spirit.#It reads (to me) a little bit like JC is scared of Core Melting Hand and wants to have an excuse to hold on to WWX for comfort.#As far as I can recall they are around 15-17 in this arc.#And a guy who can rip out your golden core? The thing we know JC truly puts so much weight upon that he feels meaningless without it?#Yeah that's pretty terrifying. I hope WWX hugs back (he will not)#I have a lot more thoughts on Wang Lingjiao and Mianmian but I will keep them for later.#WLJ is a character I feel got done a little dirty because she has a ton of interesting potential that gets pushed aside for Mean Villainess#Let's be fully honest. Wen Chao and Wang Lingjiao are *THE* characters the Protag of one of those 'Reincarnated as the villain!' stories#Set up to be assholes to the main character and meeting a horrible end in retribution.#Do you think MXTX thought about that? How Wen Chao is basically the original Shen QiugQiu?#Who's going to be the brave soul who writes A transmigrator in wen chao's body (accidently makes wwx fall in love with him) story?#Though If we are going with “any mxtx character sho dies transmigrates to another book” WHO is the transmigrator?#Hear me out. I think it should be Original Liu Qingge. I think he and wwx would make a funny duo and I want to see it so bad.#AND the contrast of womanizer Wen Chao VS 'What is a woman' LQG.
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mytastessuck · 2 years
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Andre 3000: We Want Your Soul
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Quick history lesson: there was a great cartoon on Cartoon Network called Class of 3000 which was basically a star vehicle for Andre 3000 to show off how good he was at music but, being actually good at music, it was actually good. Still, Cartoon Network considered it too expensive to keep paying for so, despite good ratings, it was canceled. Sad times. But we always have the soundtrack. One of the best songs is We Want Your Soul from the typical but still true today "The Record Industry is The Evulz" genre. HOWEVER...the original vocalist of this song, Little D (voiced by Small Fire) has an...acquired taste voice so here's a version with Andre 3000 singing all parts by himself. It's pretty decent.
Song Score: Apology 30a-b
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jays-therapist · 2 months
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femslash feb, day 4: doomed by the narrative
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introspectivememories · 2 months
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why do f1 drivers always talk abou their former teammates like they died? "everything shone brighter when they were here..." babygirl he is two garages down. all you have to do is walk 10 feet. he's right there
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sephospaganplace · 10 months
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There are so so so many ways to experience the gods.
There is no right or wrong way. There is no blunt way. Its all feeling and ephemeral.
If you've felt warmth, if you've had a dream, if you've seen a crow that stares at you for too long, if something inexplicable happens and you're lucky suddenly, if you've caught eyes with a stranger and felt like you knew each other. If the candle flickers a certain way, if one time when you're singing your voice sounds gorgeous in a way you weren't expecting, these are all the presence of a god.
God phoning is popular on witchtok but half the time what they're saying is bullshit. I've very very rarely heard a voice and every single time it was my own voice, just suffused with something, saying something I normally wouldn’t say. Or maybe I would. I've never heard a clear, distinct, audible voice. Its an invisible world we're connecting with, its a different plain. We cannot experience it the same way we experience every day life.
We'll never sit down at a coffee table across from the physical manifestation of our god, and know that its them, not until after. And even then we can never be sure. That’s the nature of it. There are no absolutes, there cannot be. That’s what makes it beautiful. That’s where belief comes in. It isn't about being good enough or worthy enough or devout enough, that doesn't exist. That isn’t what its about at all. You are worthy even if the divine doesn’t manifest in a way we've been told is the only real way, and you are connecting even if you cant see it now. My most intense spiritual experiences are never something I realize are happening in the moment, its always only after that I can see it clearly.
The gods are all around us.
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uncanny-tranny · 9 months
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I decided to go through my old warm-up notebooks from my honours english class and in one of the warm-up prompts, I said I wanted my superpower to be "controlling the effects of [my] puberty," and I'm glad to say that I've gotten that superpower. It took a very long time, but that's a superpower I can check off my list
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happyk44 · 1 year
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Nico: I'm not afraid of dying, because Death was my babysitter and the Underworld is my home.
Nico: Percy's not afraid of dying, because he is suicidal.
Percy: What? No, I'm not.
Nico: And Jason's not afraid of dying because I geniunely don't think he knows what fear is.
Jason: I know what fear is. Fear is a wolf coming at you with sharp teeth and even sharper claws and the best way to defeat fear is to take your little baby fists and start wailing on it with all the power and lightning and determination that you have until someone drags you away and the other wolves commend you for your fight and lick the blood off your face.
Percy:
Percy: I'm not suicidal!
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icebearinacornfield · 22 days
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Jack Starbright to MI6/SCORPIA: Never speak to me or my three adopted children/little siblings EVER AGAIN!!!!!!!
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h-doodles · 9 months
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Connection // Consumption // Possession is my way of Love & you are mine as i am yours, various - a web weave for it's quicker & easier (to eat your young) by @pinkcannibal 💖
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cryptid-called-ash · 3 months
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I love the angst of asura just hating kid on principle but…
Au where upon meeting kid for the first time, asura just goes full big brother mode. Like he can’t explain it but nothing bad can happen to this child and if anyone tries to hurt him asura will personally end their entire existence.
And kid is equally as effected. He knows he should be scared of asura, but he’s just… not. He wants more than anything to help this person who is so clearly hurting.
They eventually work things out on their own, and upon realizing why they feel the way they do, actively try to connect as brothers.
Medusa and Arachne are still stirring up shit and everything is in total chaos. But there’s an actual slow burn redemption arc and familial bonding bc fuck you let them be happy.
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hms-incorrect-quotes · 2 months
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Demon: Now, in exchange for this deal, I require...your SOUL.
Heart: (Alright, I'll go bring him over.)
Demon: ...wait, what?
*Heart walks out of frame.*
Soul, off camera: {Oh, hey Hea- ...wait, what are you doing- N-NO- HEART-!!}
*Heart walks back into frame, dragging Soul behind him.*
Heart: (Got him!)
Demon: ...you know what..? K...Keep him.
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i don't know maybe it's the translation i read but i guess i always thought it was made fairly clear that shuro never legitimately hated laios so much as he resented him for being able to be the way he was. much like laios (albeit for very different reasons) shuro's affect is frequently commented on by others to be strange and at a mismatch with the prevailing culture around him, being very reticent to the point of the part where he tells the girl he likes that he likes her being when he Proposed. quite a few characters say something to this effect! shuro was raised in formality and stoicism and i think has a tendency towards not rocking the boat even besides that, and now here's this guy who breaks every one of his rules and he makes it look so easy. it's like a two-pronged frustration of "doesn't this guy understand that you can't just do that" and "fuck, what would it feel like to be able to do that." of course he gets mad! it's frustration, but it's also envy.
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