Author Topic: The Lyrics thread (Read 162693 times)

Misty Blue · « **Reply #300 on:** June 29, 2006, 04:01:00 PM »

Free me right now
You take me away
Take it from me
Beautiful prisoner left here for dead
Promises made and sentences read
Voices and visions I've locked in my head
Like a safe full of sorrow
All of the words that we dare never speak
All of our ghosts and the secrets we keep
Gather them all and we'll bury them deep
Like a safe full of sorrow
Free me right now
You take me away
Take it from me
One for forever, one in your name
One to remember we're one in the same
One to forget, but it always remains
Like a safe full of sorrow
Free me right now
You take me away
Take it from me
Can you free what's keeping you?
Well I need somebody to
Free me

Froderik · « **Reply #301 on:** July 09, 2006, 11:44:00 PM »

Brothers here I stand
Spread my wings and take command
The sky he justly planned
The boy become a man

After all this time
I tell myself that I'm
Not just wasting time
Oh you know I'm not that way inclined

Brothers if you hear
Raise your flags and make it clear
There is more to fear
If we wait for another year

After all this time
I tell-a myself that I'm
Just passing through time

After all this time
I tell myself that I'm
Not just wasting time
Oh you know I'm not that way inclined

Brothers fight or fall
It's man for man and one for all
No more can we crawl
Brothers, brothers hear the call

After all this time
I tell myself that I'm
Not just wasting time
Oh you know I'm not that way inclined

Brother brother
Brother brother

Brother fight or fall
It's man for man and one for all

Brother brother
Brother brother

What you want?
We gotta fight for one another!

The Butcher · « **Reply #302 on:** July 10, 2006, 07:01:00 PM »

Primitive feeling
Primitive way
Getting closer
To the primitive day
Intuition
Wherever it goes
The primitive day
The primitive way
Primitive feeling
Primitive way
Getting closer
To the primitive day
Follow the feeling
Wherever it goes
The primitive day
The primitive way

The Butcher · « **Reply #303 on:** July 10, 2006, 08:20:00 PM »

Man watching city fall
The clock keeps on ticking
He doesn't know why
He's just cattle for slaughter
The requiem
When the meaningful words
When they cease to function
When there's nothing to say
When will it start bothering you?
The requiem
Only a hint of religion
Uncensors to its false depravity
The sound of breaking glass
This is a reflection
The requiem

The Butcher · « **Reply #304 on:** July 10, 2006, 08:22:00 PM »

The atmosphere's strange
Out on the town
Music for pleasure
It's not music no more
Music to dance to
Music to move
This is music to march to
It's a war dance
A war dance
Look at the victim
Scrawled on the wall
You know the the reason
Outside the door
You got something
Nasty in your mind
Trying to get out
It's a war dance
A war dance
We walk round the pitch
Honesty is sick
Try to be honest
Look what you get
The food runs short
And then the money talks
One way out
YOUR PREMONITION IS CORRECT
A war dance

Froderik · « **Reply #305 on:** July 17, 2006, 12:19:06 PM »

Sisters, brothers and the whities
Blacks and the crackers
Police and their backers
They're all political actors

Hurry, people running from their worries
While the judge and his juries
Dictate the law that's partly flaw.
Cat calling love balling fussing and cussing

Top billing now is killing
For peace no one is willing
Kind of make you get that feeling

Everybody smoke
Use the pill and the dope
Educated fools
From-uneducated schools

Pimping people is the rule
Polluted water in the pool

And Nixon talking about don't worry
He says don't worry
He says don't worry
He says don't worry

But they don't know there can be no show
And if there's a hell below we're all gonna go
Everybody's praying and everybody's saying
But when come time to do
Everybody's laying

Just talking about don't worry
They say don't worry
They say don't worry
They say don't worry

Sisters, brothers and the whitie
Blacks and the crackers
Stone stone junkie
Police and their backers
They're all political actors

Smoke, the pill and the dope,
Educated fools from uneducated schools,
Pimping people is the rule
Polluted water in the pool

And everybody's saying don't worry
They say don't worry
They say don't worry
They say don't worry

But they don't know
There can be no show
If there's a hell below
We're all gonna go

Lord what we gonna do
If everything I say is true
This ain't no way it ought to be
If only all the mass could see

But everybody keeps saying don't worry

Froderik · « **Reply #306 on:** July 17, 2006, 11:18:05 PM »

Froderik · « **Reply #307 on:** July 19, 2006, 09:52:11 PM »

I see that nothin´s changed
Insist on playing games
Some waste of time you are
And you´re so popular
Well this is it you bitch
I got to make a switch
You find some other john
I know what´s goin´ on
Your move what do I have to lose
Stalemate, too late, too late

I thought you were for real
Just one more rip-off deal
Don´t give me all that crap
I just escaped your trap
You think you see the joke
But you´re just chasin´ smoke
´Cos now the thrill is gone
I know what´s goin´ on
Your move what do I have to lose
Stalemate, too late, too late

Misunderstanding me
The way you felt so free
I´m gonna jump the gun
I´m gonna cut an´ run
Your credibility
Don´t cut no ice with me
You´re just a feeble con
I know what´s goin´ on
Your move what do I have to lose
Stalemate, too late, too late

teachback · « **Reply #308 on:** July 21, 2006, 08:15:15 PM »

It's been a long long long time,
How could I ever have lost you
When I loved you.

It took a long long long time
Now I'm so happy I found you
How I love you

So many tears I was searching,
So many tears I was wasting, oh. Oh--

Now I can see you, be you
How can I ever misplace you
How I want you
Oh I love you
You know that I need you.
Ooh I love you.

starry-eyed pirate · « **Reply #309 on:** August 08, 2006, 09:06:48 AM »

"Blame it On the Sun", lyrics by Syreeta Wright, music by Stevie Wonder

Where has my love gone ??
How can I go on ??
It seems dear love has gone away.

Where is my spirit ??
I'm nowhere near it.
Oh yes, my love has gone astray.

But I'll blame it on the sun,
The sun that didn't shine.
I'll blame it on the wind and trees

I'll blame it on the time, that never was enough.
I'll blame it on the tide and sea
But, My heart blames it on me.

Who poured the love out ??
What made this bitter doubt ??
Is peace not here for me to see ??

Wish I could tell you,
What I am feeling,
But, words won't come for me to speak

But, I'll blame it on the sun,
that didn't fill the sky.
I'll blame it on the birds and trees.

I'll blame it on the day that ended once too soon,
I'll blame it on the nights that could not be.
But, my heart blames it on me.

(Background)...Yeh, yeh, yeh, ooh,
Your heart blames it on you this time.

starry-eyed pirate · « **Reply #310 on:** August 08, 2006, 09:21:04 AM »

"Big Brother", lyrics and music by Stevie Wonder

Your name is big brother
You say that you're watchin me on the tele,
Seeing me go nowhere,
Your name is big brother,
You say that you're tired of me protesting,
Children dying everyday,
My name is nobody,
But I can't wait to see you face inside my door.

Your name is big brother
You say that you got me all in your notebook,
Writing it down everyday,
Your name is I'll see ya,
I'll change if you vote me in as the pres,
The President of your soul
I live in the ghetto
You just come to visit me roun' election time

I live in the ghettoSomeday I will move on my feet to the other side,
My name is secluded,
we live in a house the size oif a matchbook
Roaches live with us wall to wall,

You've killed all our leaders,
I don't even have to do nothin' to you,
You'll cause your own country to fall.

Anonymous · « **Reply #311 on:** August 09, 2006, 01:03:15 AM »

BOC--"Black Blade"

I have this feeling that my luck is none too good
This sword here at my side don't act the way it should
Keeps calling me its master, but I feel like its slave
Hauling me faster and faster to an early, early grave
And it howls, it howls like hell

I'm told it's my duty to fight against the law
That wizardry's my trade and I was born to wade through gore
I just want to be a lover, not a red-eyed screaming ghoul
I wish it'd picked another to be its killing tool

Black blade! Black blade!
Forged a billion years ago
Black blade! Black blade!
Killing so its power can grow

There's death from the beginning to the end of time
And I'm the cosmic champion and I hold a mystic sign
And the whole world's dying and the burdens mine
And the black sword keeps on killing 'til the end of time

Black blade! Black blade!
Bringing chaos to the world we know
Black blade! Black blade!
And its using me to kill my friends
Black blade! Black blade!
Getting stronger so the world will end
Black blade! Black blade!
Forcing my mind to bend and bend

The black blade
Forged a million billion years ago
My cosmic sword goes on for eternity
Carving out destiny
Bringing in the lords of chaos
Bringing up the beasts of Hades
Sucking out the souls of heroes
Laying waste to knights and ladies
My master is my slave
Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
You poor fucking humans.......

Fr. Cassian · « **Reply #312 on:** August 09, 2006, 06:34:28 AM »

Still glorifying the druggie heroes of your youth are you, you drug-addled cretins? Dirty, suggestive lyrics, prattling on about the mindless druggie joys of perverse sex, substance abuse, and mindless immorality; the fact that you find them worthy of posting is an indication of the depths to which you have sunk. You druggie assholes are not only going to suffer miserably in this life, but in the hereafter as well, unless you get on the Seven Steps right this moment.........I know I'm probably wasting my time, but when you're burning in HELL, I'll be loudly shouting "I told you so!!!!! You were warned, druggies!"

Anonymous · « **Reply #313 on:** August 09, 2006, 11:40:25 PM »

I haven't fucked much with the past, but I've fucked plenty with the future. Over the skin of silk are scars from the splinters of stations and walls I've caressed. A stage is like each bolt of wood, like a log of Helen, is my pleasure. I would measure the success of a night by the way by the way by the amount of piss and seed I could exude over the columns that nestled the P.A. Some nights I'd surprise everybody by skipping off with a skirt of green net sewed over with flat metallic circles which dazzled and flashed. The lights were violet and white. I had an ornamental veil, but I couldn't bear to use it. When my hair was cropped, I craved covering, but now my hair itself is a veil, and the scalp inside is a scalp of a crazy and sleepy Comanche lies beneath this netting of the skin. I wake up. I am lying peacefully I am lying peacefully and my knees are open to the sun. I desire him, and he is absolutely ready to seize me. In heart I am a Moslem; in heart I am an American; in heart I am Moslem, in heart I'm
an American artist, and I have no guilt. I seek pleasure. I seek the nerves under your skin. The narrow archway; the layers; the scroll of ancient lettuce. We worship the flaw, the belly, the belly, the mole on the belly of an exquisite whore. He spared the child and spoiled the rod. I have not sold myself to God

Anonymous · « **Reply #314 on:** August 10, 2006, 12:24:10 AM »

Mahogany Wood

I wish I was something
I wish I was good
I wish I was made
Of mahogany wood

I wish I were bigger
I wish I was tall
I wish I had houses
Instead of this hall

That somebody put me
Inside of one day
I know who he was
But he won't let me say

He looks at me sometimes
And sometimes he knocks
On doorways beside me
And sometimes he rocks me
To sleep in a chair
For he knows that I need
Affection as much
As a cut needs to bleed

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