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SCRAMBLED LYRIC EGGS IN ACTION

Thanks for today's instant lyrics to Darrin's Scrambled Lyric Eggs program.

UNTITLED ONE
Maybe it's all just a phase
safe in comforted knowledge
april snow
meatwood flack

When there will be
The gentle demise
the elements conspire
The soft embrace of destruction

You said there was no way
Saw you stumble
Wisdom awaits
The velvet decline

THE VELVET DECLINE
Feel nothing
Without faith
Celebrates

Another time
IRR3 lyric stabs
ROAD
Orchids of fear

Filling the void
Working by hand
Cauldron of emptiness
Kneel before me

4. Hope
Screaming alone
Identical twins
It all comes down

without fire
Someone else's land
Who is your lord
Open up into

Apart
Taste the shallow abyss
In half an hour
Morningshadow

Loss of hope
Suffering inside
Accept what is given
To embrace the absence



UNTITLED TOO

for what could've been
don't worry
agony
you just broke my spine

you're not sorry...asshole
dismay
metronomic shadow
you know it's on its way

atomsphere
the siren screams
i'm only programmed to fuck
where you've been

the forbidden dreams of (your name here)
so much to loose
this golden cage
pixelatedsound

feel the wind on my face
boring or subtle
thanks for the plastic
emotional smash & grab

in the scheme of things
Yes, I'm Sure that you alone have unlocked the mystery of Stonehenge.
but I can't force myself
Take

sinking
autographedguitar
feed the fire
not to be confused with

TAKE ANOTHER LITTLE PIECE OF MY DESK
regret
Time
all you do is... take

glittering
and handed it back
THERE'S NOTHING HOLY ABOUT WAR
what you've seen

the siren sings
and even when you tell me now
for what should've been
in the scheme of things


Imposed randomness still cracks me up. Especially how much of this stuff rhymes or tells a weird little story now. Not bad for scrambling together two unused sets of lyrics with one set of unused titles. The stuff in all caps is titles.

Ha.

Okay, one more for the road.

UNTITLED FREE

The briefest of flings
Robbed of its consequence
agony
the siren sings

She possessed
glittering
sinking
hypnotic symmetry

What is life when
screened emotions
in the scheme of things
One man says to another

tranquil resolution
Down through the years
dismay
I'm here for the nightlife

superimposed environment
The room was quiet
Where's the finesse
this golden cage

shadowy conditions
calm awareness
fragile presence
Don't even know the teams

Holiday overseas
in the scheme of things
Left behind
Don't really care to be honest

Barely speak the language
the siren screams
I'm not looking for trouble
Don't understand the rules

for what could've been
spontaneous monoprint
regret
contained awareness

for what should've been
Where is the style
What's left
This gradual erosion

underlying mechanism
I'm not a troublemaker
confusion
this Silent decline

feed the fire
Came to be silent
Cried no tears
I'm better than you

Only a shadow
After the love

Comments

reincheque said…
Sounds like Scott Walker outtakes...:-)

Regards,


djp
Darrin said…
sweet! you'll have to try using the options where you can define a repeating chorus and all that happy crap.

My favorite little things to do are:
1) creating 'lost songs' from Kiss by taking all the lyrics from a specific album and scrambling them
2) grabbing lyrics for songs that have similar titles; like all songs have colors in their lyrics or all songs mention a street.

Funny thing is I'm not even sure I have the source code for this little program any more. Which is quite sad since I'm sure I could do more with it. Though, quite honestly, if you know how to use it, it's quite robust. Yeah, I'm sure adding chords would be cool, but that would involve me having some understanding of keys, which I don't. It would end up just being random notes with flats or sharps thrown in. I at least know which notes don't get sharped or flatted.
*shrug*

Glad you got some use out of it.
Darrin said…
I found the source code, btw. Not that it matters, really. :-p

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