http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kate_Bush

The Flaming Lips are surely warranted by this location, no?

You haven't got a clue
And you don't know what to do
You used your money and your friends
To try and trick me

But you won't trick me

As far as I can tell
You've created your own hell
And now you walk around this place

Expecting pity

Every time you throw a fit
I can't decide If you're full of it
And every time you state your case
The more I want to punch your face
I go BVVVDDTTT! BVVVDDTTT! BVVVDDTTT!

I still can't believe
All your plastic surgeries
And now it's everybody's problem
That you're unhappy
Oh, come on!

Every time you state your case
The more I'd like to punch your face
Every time you state your case
The more I want to punch your face
And every time you state your case
The more I want to punch your face
I go BVVVDDTTT! BVVVDDTTT! BVVVDDTTT!

Sailing heart-ships through broken harbours
Out on the waves in the night
Still the searcher must ride the dark horse
Racing alone in his fright

Tell me, why?
Tell me, why?
Is it hard to make arrangements with yourself
When you're old enough to repay
But young enough to sell?

Tell me lies later,
come and see me
I'll be around for a while
I am lonely but you can free me
All in the way that you smile

Tell me, why?
Tell me, why?
Is it hard to make arrangements with yourself
When you're old enough to repay
But young enough to sell?

Tell me, why?
Tell me, why?
Is it hard to make arrangements with yourself
When you're old enough to repay
But young enough to sell?

Neil Young

Love Divine, all loves excelling,
Joy of heaven, to earth come down,
Fix in us thy humble dwelling,
All thy faithful mercies crown.
Jesus, thou art all compassion,
Pure unbounded love thou art;
Visit us with thy salvation,
Enter every trembling heart.
Come, almighty to deliver,
Let us all thy grace receive;
Suddenly return, and never,
Never more thy temples leave.
Thee we would be always blessing,
Serve thee as thy hosts above,
Pray, and praise thee, without ceasing, Glory in thy perfect love.
Finish then thy new creation
Pure and spotless let us be;
Let us see thy great salvation,
Perfectly restored in thee,
Changed from glory into glory,
Till in heaven we take our place,
Till we cast our crowns before thee,
Lost in wonder, love, and praise!

This is awesome. A way of abusing and bending the system in Twitter. Retweeting people who coincide unwittingly with my Level 42 keyword search.

And I thought Fakebook was the main one for this kind of lark.