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Re: The Lyrics thread
« Reply #705 on: February 13, 2011, 12:30:25 AM »
If you want your dream to be
Build it slow and surely
Small beginnings greater ends
Heart felt works go purely
If you want to live life free
Take your time go slowly
Do few things but do them well
Simple joy O holy
Day by day, stone by stone
Build your secrets slowly
Day by day you’ll grow too
You’ll know heavens glory.

If you want your dream to be
Build it slow and surely
Small beginnings greater ends
Heart felt works go purely
If you want to live life free
Take your time go slowly
Do few things but do them well
Simple joy O holy
Day by day, stone by stone
Build your secrets slowly
Day by day you’ll grow too
You’ll know heavens glory.
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Foster the People--"Pumped Up Kicks"
« Reply #706 on: February 20, 2011, 09:53:17 PM »
Robert's got a quick hand.
He'll look around the room, he won't tell you his plan.
He's got a rolled cigarette, hanging out his mouth he's a cowboy kid.
Yeah he found a six shooter gun.
In his dads closet hidden in a box of fun things, and I don't even know what.
But he's coming for you, yeah he's coming for you.

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you'd better run, better run, outrun my gun.
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet.
x1

Daddy works a long day.
He be coming home late, yeah he's coming home late.
And he's bringing me a surprise.
'Cause dinner's in the kitchen and it's packed in ice.
I've waited for a long time.
Yeah the slight of my hand is now a quick pull trigger,
I reason with my cigarette,
And say your hair's on fire, you must have lost your wits, yeah.

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you'd better run, better run, outrun my gun.
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet.
x1

[Whistling]

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you'd better run, better run, outrun my gun.
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet.
x3
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Peter Bjorn and John--"Young Folks"
« Reply #707 on: February 20, 2011, 10:15:50 PM »
If i told you things i did before
told you how i used to be
would you go along with someone like me
if you knew my story word for word
had all of my history
would you go along with someone like me

i did before and had my share
it didn't lead nowhere
i would go along with someone like you
it doesn't matter what you did
who you were hanging with
we could stick around and see this night through

and we don't care about the young folks
talkin' 'bout the young style
and we don't care about the old folks
talkin' 'bout the old style too
and we don't care about their own faults
talkin' 'bout our own style
all we care 'bout is talking
talking only me and you

usually when things has gone this far
people tend to disappear
no one will surprise me unless you do

i can tell there's something goin' on
hours seems to disappear
everyone is leaving i'm still with you

it doesn't matter what we do
where we are going too
we can stick around and see this night through

and we don't care about the young folks
talkin' 'bout the young style
and we don't care about the old folks
talkin' 'bout the old style too
and we don't care about their own faults
talkin' 'bout our own style
all we care 'bout is talking
talking only me and you

and we don't care about the young folks
talkin' 'bout the young style
and we don't care about the old folks
talkin' 'bout the old style too
and we don't care about their own faults
talkin' 'bout our own style
all we care 'bout is talking
talking only me and you
talking only me and you

talking only me and you
talking only me and you
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Third Eye Blind "Semi-Charmed Life"
« Reply #708 on: February 20, 2011, 10:24:27 PM »
I'm packed and I'm holding
I'm smiling, she living, she golden
She lives for me
Says she lives for me
Ovation
her own motivation
She comes round and she goes down on me
And I make her smile
It's like a drug for you
Do ever what you want to do
Coming over you
Keep on smiling,
What we go through
One stop to the rhythm that divides you
And I speak to you like the chorus to the verse
Chop another line like a coda with a curse
I come on like a freak show takes the stage
We give them the games she play,

She said
I want something else

To get me through this
Semi-charmed kind of life (Baby, baby)
I want something else
I'm not listening when you say
Good-bye

The sky it was gold, it was rose
I was taking tips of it to my nose
And I wish I could get back there
Some place back there
Smiling in the pictures you would take
Doing crystal meth
Will lift you up until you break
It won't stop
I won't come down,
I keep stock
With a tick-tock rhythm
A bump for the drop
And then I FUCKED up
I took the hit that I was given
Then I bumped again
And then I bumped again
I said
How do I get back there to
The place where I fell asleep inside you?
How do I get myself back to
The place where you said

I want something else
To get me through this
Semi-charmed kind of life (Baby, baby)
I want something else
I'm not listening when you say
Good-bye

I believe in the sand beneath my toes
The beach gives a feeling
An earthy feeling
I believe in the faith that grows
And the four right chords can make me cry
When I'm with you I feel like I could die
And that would be all right
All right

And when the plane came in
She said she was crashing
The velvet it rips
In the city
We tripped
On the urge to feel alive
But now I'm struggling to survive
Those days you were wearing that velvet dress
You're the priestess, I must confess
Those little red panties
They pass the test
Slides up around the belly
Face down on the mattress
One
And you hold me
And we're broken

Still it's all that I want to do, just a little now
Feel myself, head made of the ground
I'm scared, I'm not coming down, no no
And I won't run for my life
She's got her jaws now locked down in a smile
But nothing is all right
All right

I want something else
To get me through this
Life. Baby
I want something else
I'm not listening when you say
Good-bye (4x)

The sky it was gold, it was rose
I was takin' sips of it to my nose
And I wish I could get there
someplace, back there
In the place we use to start our lives

I want something else
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Primitive Radio Gods
« Reply #709 on: February 20, 2011, 10:28:23 PM »
Primitive Radio Gods--"Standing Outside A Broken Phone Booth With Money In My Hand"

I've been downhearted baby,
I've been downhearted baby,
Ever since the day we met

Jan lays down and wrestles in her sleep
Moonlight spills on comic books
And superstars in magazines
An old friend calls and tells us where to meet
Her plane takes off from Baltimore
And touches down on Bourbon Street

We sit outside and argue all night long
About a god we've never seen
But never fails to side with me
Sunday comes and all the papers say
Mother Teresa's joined the mob
And happy with her full time job

Do do do do doo do

Am I alive or thoughts that drift away?
Does summer come for everyone?
Can humans do as prophets say?
And if I die before I learn to speak
Can money pay for all the days I lived awake
But half asleep?

Do do do do doo do x 2

A life is time, they teach us growing up
The seconds ticking killed us all
A million years before the fall
You ride the waves and don't ask where they go
You swim like lions through the crest
And bathe yourself on zebra flesh

I've been downhearted baby,
I've been downhearted baby,
Ever since the day we met

(repeat)
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Cornershop--"Brimful of Asha"
« Reply #710 on: February 20, 2011, 11:16:06 PM »
There's dancing
Behind movie scenes
Behind the movie scenes
Sadi Rani
She's the one that keeps the dream alive
from the morning
past the evening
to the end of the light
Brimful of Asha on the 45
Well it's a brimful of Asha on the 45
Brimful of Asha on the 45
Well it's a brimful of Asha on the 45

And dancing
Behind movie scenes
Behind those movie screens
Asha Bhosle
She's the one that keeps the dream alive
from the morning
past the evening
to the end of the light
Brimful of Asha on the 45
Well it's a brimful of Asha on the 45
Brimful of Asha on the 45
Well it's a brimful of Asha on the 45

And singing
illuminate the main streets
And the cinema aisles
We don't care bout no
Government warnings,
'bout their promotion of the simple life
And the dams they're building
Brimful of Asha on the 45
Well it's a brimful of Asha on the 45
Brimful of Asha on the 45
Well it's a brimful of Asha on the 45

Everybody needs a bosom for a pillow
Everybody needs a bosom
Everybody needs a bosom for a pillow
Everybody needs a bosom
Everybody needs a bosom for a pillow
Everybody needs a bosom
Mine's on the 45

Mohamed Rafi -45
Lata Mangeshkar -45
Solid state radio -45
Fer-guh-son mono -45
Bancs publics -45
Jacques Dutronc and the Bolan Boogie, the Heavy
Hitters and the Chichi music
All India Radio-45
Two in ones -45
Argo Records -45
Trojan Records -45

Brimful of Asha on the 45
Well it's a brimful of asha on the 45
Brimful of Asha on the 45
Well it's a brimful of asha on the 45

Everybody needs a bosom for a pillow
Everybody needs a bosom
Everybody needs a bosom for a pillow
Everybody needs a bosom
Everybody needs a bosom for a pillow
Everybody needs a bosom
Mine's on the 45

seven seven thousand piece
Orchestra set
Everybody needs a bosom for a pillow
Mine's on the RPM!!

Brimful of Asha on the 45
Well it's a brimful of asha on the 45
Brimful of Asha on the 45
Well it's a brimful of asha on the 45

Everybody needs a bosom for a pillow
Everybody needs a bosom
Everybody needs a bosom for a pillow
Everybody needs a bosom
Everybody needs a bosom for a pillow
Everybody needs a bosom
Mine's on the 45
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Savoy Truffle
« Reply #711 on: February 22, 2011, 04:44:51 PM »
Creme tangerine and Montélimar
A ginger sling with a pineapple heart
A coffee dessert--yes you know it's good news
But you'll have to have them all pulled out
After the Savoy truffle.

Cool cherry cream, nice apple tart
I feel your taste all the time we're apart
Coconut fudge--really blows down those blues
But you'll have to have them all pulled out
After the Savoy truffle.

You might not feel it now
But when the pain cuts through
You're gonna know and how
The sweat is going to fill your head
When it becomes too much
You'll shout aloud

But you'll have to have them all pulled out
After the Savoy truffle.

You know that what you eat you are,
But what is sweet now, turns so sour--
We all know Obla-Di-Bla-Da
But can you show me, where you are?..

Creme tangerine and Montélimar
A ginger sling with a pineapple heart
A coffee dessert--yes you know its good news
But you'll have to have them all pulled out
After the Savoy truffle.
Yes, you'll have to have them all pulled out
After the Savoy truffle.
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Lords of the New Church--The Lord's Prayer
« Reply #712 on: February 24, 2011, 08:55:51 PM »
This is the Lord's prayer
This is the Lord's prayer
There's no saviour out there
There ain't no one else who cares
Don't look to me for absolution
There ain't no clandestine solution
Life's a crime of passion
Designed for direct action
There ain't no justice out there
This is the Lord's prayer
Without each other we're nowhere
This is the Lord's prayer
The lamb's been slaughtered
War's been declared
This is the Lord's prayer
Only the devil may care
This is the Lord's prayer

What we need is strength of purpose
To reverse all they taught us
If prejudice is all you learned in school
It's up to us to break the rules
I'll recruit a ragged army
Before I let your hatred scar me
There ain't no justice out there
This is the Lord's prayer
Without each other we're nowhere
This is the Lord's prayer
The lamb's been slaughtered
War's been declared
This is the Lord's prayer
Only the devil, only the devil may care
This is the Lord's prayer
Nobody's gonna help you fight your fears
Better start livin' while you're still here
I heard God screaming through his tears
he said I ain't comin'
I ain't comin'
Save yourself
There ain't no saviour out there
Your stairway to heaven leads nowhere
Don't look to me for emancipation
You are your only salvation
There ain't no justice out there
This is the Lord's prayer
Without each other we're nowhere
This is the Lord's prayer
The lamb's been slaughtered
War's been declared
This is the Lord's prayer
Only the devil may care
This is the Lord's prayer
No love or war was ever fair
This is the Lord's prayer
Said I ain't comin', save yourself
This is the Lord's prayer
He said I ain't comin', well save yourself
This is the Lord's prayer
Well I ain't comin', I ain't comin', save yourself save yourself
This is the Lord's prayer
I ain't comin', I ain't comin'
This is the Lord's prayer
I ain't comin', I ain't comin'
This is the Lord's prayer
I ain't comin', I ain't comin'
This is the Lord's prayer
I ain't comin'
Save yourself
This is the Lord's prayer
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Re: The Lyrics thread
« Reply #713 on: February 24, 2011, 10:06:06 PM »
I'm not in this world
To live up to your expectations
Neither are you here to live up to mine

I don't owe no one
No obligation
No I don't mean none
So everything is fine, fine

Chorus
I said I am that I am
I am I am I am
(4x)

Don't underestimate
My ability
Don't definate my character
Don't belittle
My authority
It is time you recognized my quality

Chorus

Learn to love
To love your brother
Don't covet your neighbour

Flee from the city
It's getting shitty
It is full of out-a-quity

Chorus

I am the rock of the ages
You cannot move I at all
I am the son of lightining
You cannot move I at all
Son of Jacob
Cannot move me at all
I am the son of Moses
You can't move I at all
I am the son of David
You cannot move I at all

I am a firm ripe diamond
You cannot move I at all
You could a shed more tears
You cannot move I at all

You could a full of evil
You cannot move I at all
You could a try more nuttin'
You cannot move I at all

And you can try make a something
That can't move I at all
And could a come with ism
You can't move I at all

And could come with skism
That can't move I at all
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Re: The Lyrics thread
« Reply #714 on: February 25, 2011, 07:49:47 PM »
Everyone is crying out for peace yes
None is crying out for justice
Everyone is crying out for peace yes
None is crying out for justice

I don't want no peace
I need equal rights and justice
I need equal rights and justice
I need equal rights and justice
Got to get it
Equal rights and justice

Everybody want to go to heaven
But nobody want to die
(Followers of Jesus)
Everybody want to go to up to heaven
But none of them, none of them want to die

I don't want no peace
I need equal rights and justice
I got to get it
Equal rights and justice
I really need it
Equal rights and justice
Just give me my share
Equal rights and justice

What is due to Caesar
You better give it on to Caesar
And what belong to I and I
You better, you better give it up to I

Because I don't want no peace
I need equal rights and justice
I need equal rights and justice
I got to get it
Equal rights and justice
I'm fighting for it
Equal rights and justice

Everyone heading for the top
But tell me how far is it from the bottom
Nobody knows but
Everybody fighting to reach the top
How far is it from the bottom

I don't want no peace
I want equal rights and justice
I need equal rights and justice
I got to get it
Equal rights and justice
I really need it
Equal rights and justice

Everyone is talking about crime
Tell me who are the criminals
I said everybody's talking about crime, crime
Tell me who, who are the criminals
I really don't see them

I don't want no peace
I need equal rights and justice
We got to get equal rights and justice
And there'll be no crime
Equal rights and justice
There'll be no criminals
Equal rights and justice
Everyone is fighting for
Equal rights and justice
Palestine is fighting for
Equal rights and justice
Down in Angola
Equal rights and justice
Down in Botswana
Equal rights and justice
Down in Zimbabwe
Equal rights and justice
Down in Rhodesia
Equal rights and justice
Right here in Jamaica...
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Brother Sun, Sister Moon
« Reply #715 on: February 26, 2011, 11:38:40 PM »
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury,pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
and where there is sadness, joy.

O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek
to be consoled as to console;
to be understood as to understand;
to be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive;
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.  Amen.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F7d-B1LZWWY
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Deadsy--"She Likes Big Words"
« Reply #716 on: March 04, 2011, 01:31:20 AM »
Well she comes from the land
Of Valencian winds
Deciduous daydream
Dressage round the bend
See sometimes Miss Maybe
The mistress of when
A triptych of new touch
From heaven to men

She likes nice cars
Invincible trends
She bites the heads off
Her mutual friends
We dine at the table
She sits at the end
She likes big words
And playing pretend

Come now dear boys
How, where to begin?
She's Ursula major
Of the prism within
She's always in parties
She's plotting to win
Your sashes of New-Ro
From psychic to sin

Let down your void
Your need to defend
So pseudo-mendacious
She's cruel in bed
You'd think she was precious
Something like you said
Cause she's got the secret
In which fate depends

She likes nice cars
Impossible trends
She bites the heads off
Her beautiful friends
We dine at the table
She sits at the end
She likes big words
Although we'll never comprehend

She likes nice cars
Invisible trends
She bites the heads off
Her musical friends
We dine at the table
She sits at the end
She likes big words

She likes nice cars
Impossible trends
She bites the heads off
Her beautiful friends
She lights all the candles
They burn at both ends
She likes the boys
They meet her late by the glen

She likes big words
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T.S.O.L. - "Code Blue"
« Reply #717 on: March 06, 2011, 01:47:24 PM »
I never got along with the girls at my school
Filling me up with all their morals and their rules
They'd pile all their problems on my head
I'd rather go out and fuck the dead
'Cause I can do what I want and they won't complain
I wanna fuck, I wanna fuck the dead!

Middle of the night so silently
I creep on over to the mortuary
Lift up the casket and fiddle with the dead
Their cold blue flesh makes me turn red!

I can do what I want and they won't complain
I wanna fuck, I wanna fuck the dead
And I don't even care how she died...
But I like it better if she smells of formaldehyde!

Never on the rag or say leave me alone
They don't scream and they don't moan
Don't even cry if I shoot in their hair
Lying on the table she smiles and she stares!

'Cause I can do what I want and they won't complain
I wanna fuck, I wanna fuck the dead!
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13th Floor Elevators
« Reply #718 on: March 06, 2011, 05:59:47 PM »
Heading for the ceiling
I'm up off the floor
I've broken my horizon
I'm distancing my door

High above the anthills
Hidden among the plains
Swoopin' down to hear the sounds and movements of the trains

I don't need these wings to guide me
They are hardly ever there
It's the clear I've made inside me
Makes me feel light as air!

I've got levitation!
I've got levitation!
I've got levitation!

The ocean rolls below me
Extending plastic views
My vision cones to nearest lands
And brings me latest news

The waves of higher bodies
Soon dazzling in my ears
Will center my vibrations with the movement of the spheres

I don't need these wings to guide me they are hardly ever there
It's the clear I've built inside me,
Makes me feel, light as air!

I've got levitation
I've got levitation
I've got levitation

oh bye um bye
bye oh yeah
levitation!
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Re: The Lyrics thread
« Reply #719 on: March 07, 2011, 06:35:52 PM »
You're moving, keep climbimg.
You're moving, keep climbimg.
You're wonderin'
(You're moving, keep climbimg.)
What's on your mind
(You're moving, keep climbimg.)
It's the one keystone people keep trying to find
(You're moving, keep climbimg.)
(You're moving, keep climbimg.)
The state of mind that puts you there
And evolution's everywhere,
it's creeping back from the affair.
So leave! Leave! Leave!
Leave your body behind.
Leave, Leave, Leave!
Leave your body behind.
Yes, yes, yes,
You can always come back
To live the desire you want on your track
Live the love that gives it's return
The higher you're livin', now, the purer it burns.
So keep climbin'
(Ooo, that energy's higher)
Keep on climbin'
(Your sun catches on fire)
Keep climbin' and bathe in the sun
The dawns and the darkness
Watch, the journey's begun
Remember, remember, Why can't you remember?
Remember that we're fallin'
Indifference from the love
It's only habit circumstance that fits you like a glove
Remember, that we're callin' in every cast to learn
It's spoken in the voices of the holy sound you earn
You've got to remember, remember.
You're form' can move,
You're shape is composed of edges.
You're form you can move,
Edges and ridges of your own energy!
Your own energy!
Your own energy!
Just a motion you feel.
(You're moving, keep climbimg.)
And you're wonderin'
(You're moving, keep climbimg.)
Who searched for this?
(You're moving, keep climbimg.)
Only higher resistant consciousness and bliss
(You're moving, keep climbimg.)
By feeling more love for the sense world you're seeing
You raise sense your income and your level of being
By finer and finer,
And finer agreeing you Leave!
Leave, Leave!
Leave your body behind!
Leave, Leave, Leave!
Leave your body behind!
Yes, yes, yes attention comes back
You focus on anchors,
You have what you lack.
Live the love each thought form returns.
Graze in the judgement of the ether that burns!
So keep climbin'
(Ooo, your energy's higher!)
Keep on climbin'
(Your sun catches on fire!)
Keep climbin'
The sun fills so soon
And gathers the clouds into a heavenly moon.
Remember, remember, Why can't you remember?
Remember we're bombarded,
The downpour of the word.
The outside means lock us in so all else seems absurd.
Remember things regarding,
Are terminals like you.
For terminals discharge against each other,
And balance syphoning through.
You've got to remember!
Remember!
You're form' can move,
You're shape is composed of edges.
You're form you can move,
Edges and ridges of your own energy!
Your own energy!
Your own energy!
Just a motion you feel.
(You're moving, keep climbimg.)
(You're moving, keep climbimg.)
And you're body and mind are one.
(You're moving, keep climbimg.)
Your heart like cool ashes,
(You're moving, keep climbimg.)
The life sprays through your nippled eyes
Like ribbon through your lashes.
It ripples down with your heart's clear
you're mixed in two,
The poisoned ear.
The love you feel is love you hear.
You leave!
Leave! Leave!
Leave your body behind!
Leave! Leave! Leave!
Leave your body behind!
Remember, Remember, Remember, Remember
Keep on climbin'
Keep on climbin'
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