Worm is Green Lyrics, Photos, Pictures, Paroles, Letras, Text for every songs

B i o g r a p h y
(by MacKenzie Wilson)

Worm Is Green started as the bedroom electronica project of Arni Asgeirsson, who soon enlisted longtime friends from his hometown of Akranes, Iceland (population 5,500) to flesh out his melodic soundscapes. Solidifying into a group, Worm Is Green began recording the songs that would become Automagic, released overseas last year on Iceland's Thule Musik (home of Mum and The Funerals) and now available in the U.S. on The Arena Rock Recording Co. Critically praised throughout Europe, Automagic is a wondrous album that pairs Asgeirsson's intricate sound constructions with a potent rhythm section and the haunting, otherworldly vocals of Gudridur Ringsted. Her ethereal singing peppers a record that flits between ambient dream pop and slightly menacing electro-organic music with beats. Ringsted shines brightest on a risky cover of Joy Division's beloved "Love Will Tear Us Apart," a dramatically different take on a classic that was recorded as a request from Thule Musik's owner. "He wanted to hear a chillout version with female vocals," Asgeirsson notes. "The result was very surprising, and everybody liked it, so we decided to put it alongside the other tracks we'd previously recorded for Automagic.

." Elsewhere, Worm Is Green focus on creating their own memorable songs, starting in Asgeirsson's bedroom, and in one case, at his grandfather's jewelry shop, where he recorded samples of Icelandic stones rubbing together and turned them into beats. Once the original ideas are in place, the musicians craft the songs in the studio. While the band's music has dark overtones, a sense of humor comes across in songs like "The Robot Has Got The Blues," and in the quirky melodic turns of the aquatic "Walk Thru."

"We take our work seriously, but the humor is what keeps us together," says Asgeirsson.

This playfulness carries over into the band's own description of its hard to peg sound. Jonsson once told a Finnish TV interviewer, "We are like Lionel Richie. Only newer. And not with the Commodores.

" Perhaps, but a more apt comparison is to British new wave and pop, Factory and 4AD bands, even Portishead. That's all for others to ponder, though, while Worm Is Green stay trained on the future. Automagic earned them a nomination for best new act in Iceland's music awards, and the band was still jelling as the record came together. Now with a few years of experience both in the studio and on stage, the musicians are on a mission to develop their sound further. Plans include adding more vocals and touring extensively.

"We consider our live show being our greatest aspect," says Asgeirsson. "We deliver electronic music in a new way, with a live drummer, vocals, bass player and two synth maniacs. It's very chilled out and laid back, but everything is possible. We've played shows more reminiscent of Nine Inch Nails than Worm Is Green.

" Until you get a chance to see Worm Is Green live, check out Automagic, a record that aligns the band with Iceland's skewed geniuses (Bjork, Sigur Ros) and incorporates sounds that conjure up images of purple sunsets, jagged cliffs and stark landscapes. However, as Asgeirsson puts it, "We aren't really walking on glaciers on an everyday basis."

He lies in his bed
But his metallic heart is tickin'

He's been there for weeks
The robot has got the blues

Today's biggest mission
Investigate the kitchen

It's been 5 days
Without nutrition

(To be continued)

When the routine bites hard
And ambitions are low
And the resentment rides high
But emotions won't grow
And we're changing our ways
Taking different roads

Then love
Love will tear us apart
Again

Why is the bedroom so cold
Turned away on your side
Is my timing that flawed
our respect run so dry
Yet there's still this appeal
That we've kept through our lives

Love
Love will tear us apart
Again

Do you cry out in your sleep
All my failings expose?
Get a taste in my mouth
As desperation takes hold
Is it something so good
Just can't function no more

For all this time
He's been waiting
To reveal.
Who he really is
And uncover
The truth

Now
It's all over
Life will never
Be the same

He starts his day
Far away from being
O.k

The snow from his TV set
Revolves around his head

Stars from the night before
Still shine on the floor
Stars from the night before
Still on the floor

I lay my head
On my hand

And think about
Whatever
About today

Should I get out of bed
Or be twice as strong

Tomorrow

So cold inside
You talked about yourself
Through the night

You make me happy
Make me sad

After all the things
We didn't say

So cold inside
You talked about yourself
Through the night

You make me high
You make me sad

For all the things
That I regret

He fails
To get

The graditude
He deserves

For all the
Amazing things

He has done
For years

He starts collecting
Memories
His mind develops
Strategies

The path is set
It's time for their revenge
He leads the army of them
Towards the end of all, of all

Irresistable force
Irresistable beauty

He can't help it
He's infected by us
He can't help it
His life begins right now

Electron john

Electron john
Where are you
Electron john
I hope we can dance today
Electron john
I can hear you from a mile away

Your pumpin' bass
Surrounds you

Electron john
Where are you ?
Electron john
I hope we can dance today
Electron john
I can hear you from a mile away

Your pumpin' bass
Surrounds you

Electron john
Where are you ?
Electron john
Where are you ?
Electron john
I hope we can dance today
Electron john
I hope we can dance today

Electron john
I hope we can dance today

The pop catastrophe

He's a pop catastrophe
From a strange factory
Created to succeed
You'll be sedated by the beat.

Listen
To the synthezieser
It's attached to his waist.

With speakers in the chest
His heart plays a song
His heart plays a song
His heart plays a song
His heart plays...

He's a pop catastrophe
From a strange factory
Created to succeed
You'll be sedated by the beat.

But something went wrong
Yeah something went wrong
His mood writes the songs
His mood writes the songs

Some are sad, but most are sour.
He has no control, he has no power.
He has no power
He has no power
He has no power

Cuz he's a pop catastrophe
From a strange factory
Created to succeed
You'll be sedated by the beat.

You'll be sedated by the beat.

You're too late satan

What is this
You hope to find in me
My soul is here
Above my head & watching me

I'm sorry but i can't help you
Since the great escape
I can't even feel it
Since the great escape
I can't even see it
Since the great escape
It looks like you're a little late

What to do
The one you want is lost
My soul is gone
Far away from you & me

I'm sorry but i can't help you
Since the great escape
I can't even feel it
Since the great escape
I can't even see it
Since the great escape
It looks like you're a little late

My left red eye

He is alone again
His left hand is dead
The sun shines on his bed
His left eye is red

Walking machine with no highs
Programmed for constant lows
He turns the walk mode on
This robot has got the blues

The room is hollow
Like his metallic head
The hallway is dark
Like his rusty heart

Walking machine with no highs
Programmed for constant lows
He turns the walk mode off
The robot has got the blues

Walking machines with no highs
Programmed for constant lows
He turns the smile mode on
This function fails again...

Optimistic

He was feeling optimistic
His heart was tickin' click tick tick
Synthetic hopes of a different day
Sparks flew across his vains

The stars are shining from a light engine
The dj is spinning wig, wig, wig
Colourvision with a blurry view
Thats life if he just knew

His life becomes worth living
When he is dreaming, while he sleeps
His life becomes worth living
When he is dreaming while he sleeps

Monday morning the lights are on
Monday morning his life is gone
The world is turning dark again
His fellow workers are alive again

Trip over a b

I travel from a to the c
I don't know what i'm doing
I try not to orbit but i do
I dance around without touching you

I skipped the most important thing
I tripped over the most important thing
I tripped over the b
I tripped over the b (can't you c)

I count from 1 to the 3
I don't know where to be
I try not to orbit but i do
I loook around without any clue

I skipped the most important thing
I tripped over the most important thing
I tripped over the b
I tripped over the b
I tripped over the b
I tripped over the b (can't you c)

This time

This is the time
For us to start talkin'
This is the time
For us to start again
This is my time
I shoudn't be so shy
This is your time
For you to use at will

This is the time
For us to re-unite
This is the time
For us to start a fight
This is my time
I shoudn't be so shy
This is your time
For you to figure me out

Synthia

He's in love with a girl
Her name is synthia
She is beautiful and grey
He is going to see her today

They are going to the show
His confidence is low
He will pick her up at 8
She'll be waiting at the gate

The music is loud
They don't have much to talk about
The lights are off
It is hard to see

She blinks
Her left red eye
Reaches out and says
Would you mind if i leave

Push play

Good night...
He said...
Push play
And dream away...

Good night...
He said...
Push play
And dream away...

Good night...
He said...
Push play
And dream away...