Incubus lyrics?

Question

I'm at school and i can't go to lyric websites. I need some incubus songs. Thanks. Anything will work.

Answer 1

""Shaft"


Who am I?
I am I.
Who are you?
You are me!
Why can't I get it straight?
No!
Why can't I see it straight?
Shaft!
We can't let you,
we can't let you go.
Shaft! Shaft! Shaft! Shaft!
I'll get a new one, then!
I take a look, a look around, gas limited.
I take a look around,
I tell myself I live again!
I take a look, a look around, gas limited.
I take a look around, I tell myself I live again!
Why can't I get it straight?
No!
Why can't I see it straight?
Shaft!
We can't let you,
we can't let you go.
Up until this day;
I take a look, a look around, gas limited.
Up untile this day;
I look around, I tell myselfI live again!
Shaft....
where's Lorena when we need her?



"Medium"

Medium, medium.
Medium, medium.
Medium, medium.
Medium, medium.
Medium, medium.
Medium, medium.
Medium, medium.
Medium, medium.
Waking up I smell the scent of coffee on the brew,
and I think about the amountof the sweet,
I'd like to have in my cup today.
One for the two lump, three lump, four.
No half of one, no less no more.
Just give me a chance, let me make it mine.
I'd like a medium blend of that piece of pie.
Not too bitter, not too sweet...Medium.

Just enough to start my beat...Medium.

Not too bitter, not too sweet...Medium.

Just enough to start my beat...Medium.

Dinner time just rolls around,
and I think I crave a steak but,
I'm not too partial to the meat,
when it's cooked too long and I'm made to wait.

Not too much of the parsley,

and just enough of the spice.
I think I'd enjoy a medium-rare dish with a side of fries.
Not too tender, not too tough...Medium.
Not too little, just enough...Medium.
Not too tender, not too tough...Medium.
Not too little, just enough...Medium.
Medium. Medium. Medium. Medium. Just a medium. Medium.

Thursday morning I smell the pits but, hell it ain't that bad.

I could've sworn I bathed last week and scrubbed like a good lad.

I like to stink just a little bit,
just to keep you on your toes yes.
The more I stink the more i think,
that you smell like a rose.
Not too pleasant, not too bad...Medium.

Just enough to hurt my dad...Medium.

Not too pleasant, not too bad...Medium.

Just enough to hurt my dad...Medium.

Medium. Medium. Medium. Medium. Medium. Medium.





"The Answer"

(MMMMmmmmmmmm........ hemp?!)
Step outside the bounds and take a
big look at the times we live in.
Who appointed you?
You're just an avid image on my screen.
So take your bias point of view away from
my organic institution.
And now we D.A.R.E. to think ourselves!
The answer's waiting content.
(Look into your mind and guide.)
The answer's clear as day open your eyes!
Now kill me.
You killed the very thing that keeps us
hanging on to our dear lives.
So, in a sense you bit the hand that feeds us
just to kill your prophet now.
And with the coming generation at the torn seems
this is what you call progress..
I call it shame!
The answer's waiting content.
(Look into your mind and guide.)
The answers clear as day open your eyes!
Now kill me.
What his law says.
What his law says.
What his law says may not be the stepping stone for you!
You killed the very thing that keeps us hanging on to our dear lives!



Hilikus"

About a hundred years ago now,
thought I was left for dead.
Soliloquy, she was my...
A picture, a wake,
my metaphoric friend.
So then I fell in love with an irony named life,
it taught me this from that and...
a picture, a wake, you're gonna be hilikus.
History has a tendency
to block yout the popular beliefs
about the leaders of the time,
so glisten with my syllables and
ponder the thought,
maybe they should have
had to dedicate more to it, go!
You've got to be,
so good to be,
You've got to be HILIKUS!
So I took a walk out side
with my new found friend and the knowledge imbibe.
I figured I'd find another
with the same attitude,
yes, then maybe I could talk
to someone other than myself!
The doors are swinging wide open,
a positive attitude and the ilk in my pocket
had a lot to do with my new found friend,
the hilikus.
History has a tendency
to block out the popular beliefs
about the leaders of the time,
so glisten with my syllables and
ponder the thought,
maybe they should have had to dedicate more to it, go!
You've got to be,
So good to be,
You've got to be
HILIKUS!


hope that's enuf

Answer 2

Pantomime:
In my fantasy I'm a pantomime
I'll just move my hands and everyone sees what I mean
words are too messy and it's way past time
to end in my mouth, paint my face white and tried
reinvent the sea one wave at a time
speak without my voice and see the world by candlelight

I ain't afraid to let it out
I'm not afraid to take that fall
but I've found beyond all doubt
we say more by saying nothing at all, ooh

In my fantasy no such thing as time
minutes bleed into days, avant garde
show me your heresies and I'll show you mine
we only speak in pantomimes on this carpet ride

I ain't afraid to let it out
I'm not afraid to take that fall
but I've found beyond all doubt
we say more by saying nothing at all
nothing at all

In my fantasy you look good entwined
in my hair and skin and spit and sweat and spilled red wine
you're my deep secret, I'm your pantomime
I'll just move my hands, I promise you'll see what I mean
oooh, oooh yeah
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Just a Phase:
Just A Phase - (5:30)
(Oooooh) (x9)
I am bottled fizzy water
and you were shaking me up
you are a fingernail running down
the chalkboard I thought I left in third grade
now my only consolation
is that this could not last forever
even though you're singing and thinking
how well you've got it made

Who are you?
when will you be through?
yeah, it's just a phase
it will be over soon
yeah, it's just a phase
yeah, it's just a... phase

Call it women's intuition
but I think I'm on to something here
temporaryism has been the black plague
and the Jesus of our age
I know that I sound opinionated
maybe biased and quite possibly jaded
but sooner than later they'll be
throwing quarters at you on the stage

Who are you?
when will you be through?
yeah, it's just a phase
it will be over soon
yeah, it's just a... phase
and I am waiting for it to be over too
(yeah, oooooh) (x7)
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Anna-Molly:
A cloud hangs over
This city by the sea
I watch the ships pass
And wonder if she might be
Out there and sober
As well from loneliness
Please do persist girl
It's time we met and made a mess

I picture your face
In the back of my eyes
A fire in the attic
A proof of the prize
Anomaly
Anomaly
Anomaly

A cloud hangs over
And mutes my happiness
A thousand ships come and sail me
Back from distress
Wish you here
I'm a wounded satellite
I need you now
Put me back together
Make me right

I picture your face
In the back of my eyes
A fire in the attic
A proof of the prize

I'll call out your name
Up into the air
Not one of the others could ever compare
Anomaly
Anomaly
Anomaly

Wait
There is a light
There is a fire
Illuminated attic
Fate or something better
I could care less
Just stay with me a while

Wait
There is a light
There is a fire
Defragmenting the attic
Fate or something better
I could care less
Just stay with me a while

I picture your face
In the back of my eyes
A fire in the attic
A proof of the prize

I'll call out your name
Up into the air
Not one of the others could ever compare
Anomaly
Oh, anomaly

Answer 3

My favoirte Incubus song!

11. I Miss You - (2:47)
To see you when I wake up
is a gift I didn't think could be real
to know that you feel the same as I do
is a three-fold utopian dream

You do something to me
that I can't explain
so would I be out of line, if I said
I miss you

I see your picture, I smell your skin on
the empty pillow next to mine
you have only been gone ten days
but already I am wasting away

I know I'll see you again
whether far or soon
but I need you to know that I care
and I miss you
(I miss you)

Answer 4

here's megalomaniac and drive also pardon me

megalomaniac

I hear you on the radio
You permeate my screen, its' unkind but
If I met you in a scissor fight
I'd cut off both your wings on principle alone
On principle alone

Hey megalomaniac
You're no Jesus
Yeah, you're no ******* Elvis
Wash your hands clean of yourself baby and
Step down
Step down

If I were your appendages
I'd hold open your eyes
So you would see
That all of us are heaven sent
There was never meant to be only one
To be the only one

Hey megalomaniac
You're no Jesus
Yeah, you're no ******* Elvis
Wash your hands clean of yourself baby and
Step down
Step down

Yeah
You're no Jesus
You're no Elvis
You're no Jesus
You're no Jesus
You're no Elvis
They're no answer

Hey megalomaniac
You're no Jesus
Yeah, you're no ******* Elvis
Wash your hands clean of yourself baby and
Step down

Drive

Sometimes, I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear
And I can't help but ask myself how much
I'll let the fear take the wheel and steer.
It's driven me before, and it seems to have a vague,
haunting mass appeal.
But lately I'm beginning to find that I
should be the one behind the wheel.

Whatever tomorrow brings,
I'll be there with open arms and open eyes, Yeah
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there..I'll be there.

So, if I decide to waiver my chance to be one of the hive
Will I choose water over wine and hold my own and drive?
Aah-ah-oo-o-o.

It's driven me before and it seems to be the way
that everyone else gets around.
But lately I'm beginning to find that when
I drive myself my light is found.

Whatever tomorrow brings,
I'll be there with open arms and open eyes, Yeahhh
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there...I'll be there.

Would you choose water over wine....hold the wheel and drive?

Whatever tomorrow brings,
I'll be there with open arms and open eyes, Yeah
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there..I'll be there.
Do do do do do do do do do do do
ohh wa oh
Do do do do do do do do do do do
ohh wa oh

Pardon Me

Pardon me while I burst
Pardon me while I burst
A decade ago, I never thought I would be
at twenty three on the verge of spontaneous combustion woe is me
But I guess that it comes with the territory.
An ominous landscape of never-ending calamity.
I need you to hear. I need you to see.
That I have had all I can take
And exploding seems like a definite possibility
To me
So Pardon me while I burst into flames.
I've had enough of the world, and its people's mindless games
So Pardon me while I burn, and rise above the flame
Pardon me, pardon me. I'll never be the same.
Not, two days ago I was having a look in a book
And I saw a picture of a guy fried up above his knee.
I said I can relate
Cause lately I've been thinking of combustication as a welcomed vacation from.
The burdens of the planet earth, like gravity, hypocrisy, and the perils of being in 3-D...
And thinking so much differently.
Pardon me while I burst into flames.
I've had enough of the world, and it's people's mindless games
Pardon me while I burn, and rise above the flame
Pardon me, pardon me. They'll never be the same.
Never be the same...yeah.
Pardon me while I burst into flames.
Pardon me, pardon me, pardon me.
So pardon me while I burst into flames.
I've had enough of the world, and it's people's mindless games
So pardon me while I burn, and rise above the flame
Pardon me, pardon me. They'll never be the same.
Pardon me, never be the same. Yeah

Answer 5

here are the lyrics for hot dancer...

Damn, this situation's new to me, why?
I see a head afraid to be himself,
I bet he'd to have a little
encouragement from the opposite,
come that side of the floor...Yes!
Egg him along, make him feel at ease with himself,
steal his clothes, leave him his shoes,
let's get this marmaduke naked!
Everybody help make him feel at ease,
let's get this maraduke naked
so lose your head and go to pieces.....
Don't you make fun of me...
don't you make fun of me!
I'm gonna be, gonna be,
I'm gonna be a hot dancer!
Oohh... now that the basics are down,
converse amongst yourselves.
But, keep an eye out for the next complication.
In other words,
grab the next ************ marmaduke,
who refuses to subdue to these pelvic ostentations.
I can't wait until the syllables bend.
Let's get this marmaduke naked,
let's get this marmaduke naked...
so lose your head and go to pieces!
Don't you make fun of me...
don't you make fun of me!
I'm gonna be,
gonna be,
I'm gonna be a hot dancer!

=)

Answer 6

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