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General Interest => Let It Bleed => Topic started by: linchpin on May 04, 2005, 09:15:00 AM

Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: linchpin on May 04, 2005, 09:15:00 AM
Butthole surfers - mexican carivan


Take me
Mexican Caravan
South of
South of the Rio Grande
Take me to that amigo town
Where I can score some of that heroin brown
Take me
Mexican Caravan
South of
South of anywhere you can
Push me in through the garbage can
Teach this white boy to be Mexican
Take me
Mexican Caravan
Let's score some of that heroin
You know the way to make the white boy say
Make me Mexican
Take me
Mexican Caravan
Push me into the Rio Grande
You know the way to make the white boy say
Make me Mexican
Take me
Take me
Take me
Take me Mexican Caravan!
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on May 04, 2005, 09:45:00 AM
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
I don't give a fuck about the FBI
I don't give a fuck about the CIA
I don't give a fuck about ??????
I don't give a fuck about anything
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

I don't care what you want me to say
I don't give a fuck about it anyway
I don't give a fuck about the whole damn thing
I don't give a fuck about LSD..

I don't care who you want me to be
I don't care what you want me to see
I could give a fuck about who I am
I could give a shit about me and them
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
I don't give a fuck about you mom and your dad
I don't give a fuck about the things you had
I don't give a fuck about the way you do
All I ever fuckin' think about is you
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on May 04, 2005, 07:47:00 PM
And all the sailors who were junkies
All went sailing out to sea
And the white man sold quaaludes to the monkeys
And they all died high up in the trees

And all the teachers who were flunkies
They all taught you and me
And the white men, I`ll be goddamned if they`re
Still selling quaaludes to the monkeys
And they?re all, you and me, dying high up in the trees
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on May 04, 2005, 07:48:00 PM
Now, this here story is the story of John Exczeuter Muthor Smoke,
And its for his Mom, its about his Mom,
Its about the Chicken Ranch they had in Southern Utah,
Any they grown the fingernail of a nun, like I have spoken to you before,
This song is with love, its for love, its about love, its a negating love,
Its with hate,its not about hate, its love, love is love,
And its about John.E Smoke and his Mom and the baby they had.

Johnny was a little lesbian midget boy,
but he stood ten foot tall with a thermo-nuclear device.

Johnny left home before he was born.
A huge Indian teepee had appeared out of Johnnys earlobe,
He didnt know why.
It spoke French and half-Dutch,
Perhaps the teepee was from Belgium,
We dont know.
All of a sudden Johnny had no reasoning
His life was a tremglescwitch
What is a tremglescwitch?
A way of life that Johnny only knew
And there was no telling how much he knew or how little
Because Johnny was a lesbian,
A shoplifter,
A drag queen,
And a surgeon,
A heart surgeon of love.

Pretty soon Johnny was a Chinese Emporer
He owned seventeen 7-11s which were convenince stores,
Known only in the United States.
Johnny sold cocaine, marujuana and alcohol,
A lot of things Johnny said he didnt understand himself,
When a tattoo of Jesus on his chest would occaisionally rise three feet above his body,
And play poker with him,
Not knowing what to do,
Johnny would bid high,
Jesus would raise him a little,
Johnny would come back and say,
"What have ya got Christ"
Christ would say
"The Ace of Spades"
Johnny was confused again
A lot of litagation went down
Johnny became a black person,
Then an Indian,
And wandered through California,
Got him a trip.............
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on May 04, 2005, 08:13:00 PM
Pardon me
I`m only bleeding
But you cut me
To the bone
My imperfections
Have reduced you
To a lowly
Animal

A part of me
Was introduced to you
Then it walked right
Out the door
And tonight
You`re probally feeding
Like a Human
Cannonball

It used to be
That loving you
Was easy
Unrestrained
But now
I`m only bleeding
But i`m loving
Only pain

Pardon me
I`m only bleeding
But you cut me
To the bone
And tonight
You`re probally feeding
Like a Human
Cannonball
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on May 04, 2005, 08:15:00 PM
Well, I dont know what
Well, I dont know who
I dont know where or when
Well, I dont know him
And I don?t know they
Well, I dont know thick or thin

Landing in empty parking lots
In deserted discount stores
Negro Observers
Are landing by the scores
Talking down in their low-rider cars
From Pluto, Venus, and Mars
Negro Observers
Are counting heads in singles bars

Walking up and down the empty boulevard
Negro Observers
With muscles that are very hard
Walking up and down and a falling everywhere
Negro Observers flying through the air
And they don?t know what goes on
But the Negro Observers are big and strong
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on May 04, 2005, 08:26:00 PM
Take me
Break me
Tell me a good one
And maybe i`ll cry
Go with me
Show me
Tell me a good one
And maybe i`ll die

Lately i`ve been dancing in ceiling fans
Into  the kitchen, and out the back gate
Well I know it sounds strange
But It could be the other way
Round to the ground where I know I must stay

Take me
Break me
Tell me a good one
And maybe i`ll cry
Go with me
Show me
Tell me a good one
And maybe i`ll die
 
Lately i`ve been dancing in ceiling fans
Circled in secrets and playing a game
Well I know it sounds strange
But It could be the other way
Round in a town where they don`t know your name
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: linchpin on May 05, 2005, 12:08:00 AM
Oh there's a creep in the cellar that I'm gonna let in
There's a hole in his brain where his mind should've been
When he starts talkin' backwards your head starts to spin
And he really freaks me out when he peels off his skin, yow!
Oh there's a creep in the cellar with his hands in the air
And he lies to his mother but she doesn't care
When the fists are flying backwards and the ballroom is bare
Cause the turkey's talkin' backwards, it'll raise up your hair
Oh there's a creep in the cellar that I'm gonna let...in
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: linchpin on May 05, 2005, 12:13:00 AM
Funeral held for the depression of man
Holds the key to his own death
Entering a tomb of a corpse yet conceived
Tighten the tourniquet around your neck

Sifting away the debris of hated life
Cold touch of death begins to chill your spine
Seeking life beyond your perishment
Repeating words echoing through your mind

Chanting lines of blind witchery
To save yourself from extinction
Wanting to die is your reason to live
New life born from the oppressed

Taste your blood as it trickles through the air
Another casualty beyond the shadows you fall
Losing ground, the fate you feel it draws near
Fatality, reality, you await the final call

My sinful glare at nothing holds thoughts of death behind it
Skeletons in my mind commence tearing at my sanity
Vessels in my brain carry death until my birth
Come and die with me forever
Share insanity

Do you want to die!

The waves of blood are rushing near, pounding at the walls of lies
Turning off my sanity, reaching back into my mind
Non-rising body from the grave showing new reality
What I am, what I want, I'm only after death
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on May 09, 2005, 10:42:00 AM
Studied mathematics at Berkeley
Now I don't like society
Got me a little old shack in the woods
Gonna mail you out some explosive goods

CHORUS:
La da da da da da da da da
Da da da da da da da da
La da da da da da da da da
Da da da da da da da da da

REPEAT CHORUS

They say my brother is insane and simple
But he lives in West Texas in a hole in the ground
I'm the only bomber that you'll ever need
Keep the commie Californians from repressing me

REPEAT CHORUS x2

(Spoken:)
Alright here we go, let's get those commies
Don't forget the queers
and their intellectual allies

REPEAT CHORUS x2

REPEAT VERSE 1

REPEAT CHORUS x2
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on May 15, 2005, 09:50:00 PM
While the music played you worked by candlelight
Those San Francisco nights
You were the best in town
Just by chance you crossed the diamond with the pearl
You turned it on the world
That's when you turned the world around
Did you feel like Jesus
Did you realize
That you were a champion in their eyes
On the hill the stuff was laced with kerosene
But yours was kitchen clean
Everyone stopped to stare at your technicolor motor home
Every A-Frame had your number on the wall
You must have had it all
You'd go to L.A. on a dare
And you'd go it alone
Could you live forever
Could you see the day
Could you feel your whole world fall apart and fade away


CHORUS:
Get along, get along Kid Charlemagne
Get along Kid Charlemagne

Now your patrons have all left you in the red
Your low rent friends are dead
This life can be very strange
All those dayglow freaks who used to paint the face
They've joined the human race
Some things will never change
Son you were mistaken
You are obsolete
Look at all the white men on the street

CHORUS

Clean this mess up else we'll all end up in jail
Those test tubes and the scale
Just get them all out of here
Is there gas in the car
Yes, there's gas in the car
I think the people down the hall
Know who you are

Careful what you carry
'Cause the man is wise
You are still an outlaw in their eyes

CHORUS
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on May 16, 2005, 10:07:00 AM
Walking down the street
I can feel the tension
Everybody on me
Like I'm some kinda suspect
It's gotten me to thinkin'
Life's some kinda survival
Hell, that'll be the day
When love is my rival
Get me on a plane
To the Himalayas
I'll find a little ruby
To waste my time with and...

Paint me a picture
And make it the devil
We'll run down the hole if
The roof ain't level

Domino
Domino

Well, I'm shit outta luck today man
Now I'm callin' in my favors
Seems that I can't chew on whipped cream
Without me wakin' up some neighbor who'll...

Paint me a picture
And make it the devil
We'll run down the hole if
The roof ain't level
Domino's fallin'
Black spiders spinnin'
The white gloves flashin'
And I ain't winnin'

Domino
Domino
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on May 16, 2005, 10:14:00 AM
John Brown
Bring him down
Pull his body
To the ground
Left him up
For long enough
Let me be
The baby gruff (let the billy walk the bridge)
John Brown
Bring him down
Pull his body
To the ground

Holiday, holiday
I declare a holiday
Holiday, holiday
No matter what the doctors say
Holiday, holiday
We pull John down
At noon today
Tomorrorw day, nothing rings
Nothing rings and nothing brings
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on May 17, 2005, 02:59:00 PM
I was askin'
For two dollars
Two shots
To Kill the King

"If you really love me
And you're thinking of me
You'd do just about anything"


It happened on a sunday
The liqour stores were closed
Thank heaven for the blue laws
We were swimmin' in out sunday clothes

I was askin'
For two dollars
To cook up somethin' cheap
I was shakin' like the rabbit
That was hangin' from her teeth

"And in many degrees of heat
The fire looked at the meat
And said 'if I cook you
The least you can do
Is lay there and be sweet' "


Call the fire in winter
When it snows it won't be cold
Call the wind in summer
If the salt should reign as gold

Eraticus
Kill the King
Magantas
Kill the King
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on May 17, 2005, 10:01:00 PM
support the power of women
use the power of man
support the flower of women
use the word:
fuck
the word is love

support the power of women
use the power of man
support the flower of women
use the word:
fuck
the word is
love

there's a new girl in your life
long red wavy hair
green green lips and purple eyes
skinny hips and big brown breasts
hanging on your wall
one end slit the other's ripped

support the power of women
use the power of man
support the flower of women
use the word
fuck
the word is love

support the power of women
use the flower of man

use the power of women
use the word
fuck
the word is love
use the word
support the power of women
use the power of man
support the flower of women
use the word
fuck

the word is love

use the word
fuck
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on May 21, 2005, 11:33:00 AM
Here I lie in my hospital bed
Tell me, sister morphine, when are you coming round again?
Oh, I don?t think I can wait that long
Oh, you see that I?m not that strong

The scream of the ambulance is sounding in my ears
Tell me, sister morphine, how long have I been lying here?
What am I doing in this place?
Why does the doctor have no face?

Oh, I can?t crawl across the floor
Ah, can?t you see, sister morphine, I?m trying to score

Well it just goes to show
Things are not what they seem
Please, sister morphine, turn my nightmares into dreams
Oh, can?t you see I?m fading fast?
And that this shot will be my last

Sweet cousin cocaine, lay your cool cool hand on my head
Ah, come on, sister morphine, you better make up my bed
?cause you know and I know in the morning I?ll be dead
Yeah, and you can sit around, yeah and you can watch all the
Clean white sheets stained red.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on May 21, 2005, 02:18:00 PM
Oh Shane and Dixie, they were two-bit crooks
They wanted to be famous like you read in books
Shane had the brain and Dixie had the looks for glory
As a bankrobber Shane really was no use
He'd end up likely at the end of the noose
Which was fine by Shane if the papers could use the story

Fame and love, fame and love, fame and love will never die
Fame and love, fame and love, fame and love will never die
Never die, never die

Well Shane says to Dixie "We're getting nowhere
I've a fine idea if you love me, swear
We'll be household names if we only dare, forever.
Here's two bullets in my old carbine
One is yours and the other is mine
They'll find us there at the scene of the crime together"

Fame and love, fame and love, fame and love will never die
Fame and love, fame and love, la la la la la will never die
Never die

Well she screams, she swears, she tears her hair
Saying "Shane, this time you've lost your mind"

Shane took aim with the sixteen bore
Dixie lay dying down there on the floor
Shane was shaken but his purpose was more inspired
Shane says "Lord, what have I done
But this victory is only halfway won"
He put the barrel underneath his tongue and fired

Well fame and love, fame and love, fame and love will never die
Fame and love, fame and love, fame and love will never die
Never die

They found the bodies when the neighbours complained
Shane was all over the walls like paint
Dixie looked bad but her heart beat faint but surely
Well they saved her life, they were just in time
She turned her back on a life of crime
And she married the man who came to type out her story

The News of the Screws most generously gave
The money helped to pay for Shane's new grave
It looked so fine till the vandals sprayed it over
And time took its toll and the weeds grew high
It hid Shane's grave from the curious eye
Or maybe that's why we forget those lines he told us

He just said
Fame and love, fame and love, fame and love will never die
Fame and love, fame and love, fame and love will never die
Fame and love, fame and love, fame and love will never die
Never die, never die
Never die, never die
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: linchpin on May 21, 2005, 11:31:00 PM
I'm on a mission
I made my decision
To lead a path of self destruction
A slow progression
Killing my complexion
And it's rotting out my teeth

I'm on a roll
No self comtrol
I'm blowing off steam with methamphetamine
Don't know what I want
That's all that I've got
And I'm picking scabs off my face

Every hour my blood is turning sour
And my pulse is beating out of time
I found a treasure
filled with sick pleasure
And it sits on a thin white line

I'm on a roll
No self comtrol
I'm blowing off steam with methamphetamine
Don't know what I want
That's all that I've got
And I'm picking scabs off my face

I'm on a mission
I got no decision
Like a cripple running the rat race
Wish in one hand shoot in the other
And see which one gets filled first

I'm on a roll
No self comtrol
I'm blowing off steam with methamphetamine
Don't know what I want
That's all that I've got
And I'm picking scabs off my face
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: linchpin on May 21, 2005, 11:40:00 PM
Sweet spoon pussy, working your tongue
In a circular motion
Tie it off, cause it will bleed

There is no sound in here
A dim bulb swinging slowly

As I'm looking down, it's my life that gets tested
As I said before, it's me hanging inside the whipping cell
The brightness surrounds us in spite of Hell
All our lives will get tried

Sugar cut eighty-eight percent, doggy style pin prick
Seventies bush, eighties bald

There is no sound in here
A dim bulb swinging slowly

There went my precious self
Last chance to see where prayer will lead you...

As I'm looking down, it's my life that gets tested
As I said before, it's me hanging inside the whipping cell
The brightness surrounds us in spite of Hell
All our lives will get tried

Test it, study it
Think about it when you're lying in a ditch
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on May 23, 2005, 12:56:00 PM
I called the doctor
In the morning
I had a fever
It was a warning
She said "There's nothing I can prescribe
To keep your raunchy bag of bones alive"
I got some money left for one more shot
She said "God bless you" I said "Thanks a lot"

It's a slow, slow death

I called the preacher
Holy, holy
I begged forgiveness
That's when he told me
He said "There's nothing I can prescribe
To keep your raunchy bag of bones alive"
I got some money left for one more shot
He said "God bless you" I said "Thanks a lot"

Slow Death

I'm set to mainline
A hit of morphine
It's set to mainline
It's like a bad dream
Slow death--eat my mind away
Slow death--turn my guts to clay
It's a slow, slow, slow death
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: linchpin on May 24, 2005, 09:41:00 AM
He wouldn't say he cared at all if you asked him.
You're heading for a fall brother it goes right past him.
In another world he's in another place
you now the need for speed. Is just another form of greed
but when you jones'n your brains frozen.
You're not thinkin' bout the choices you makin' you're just
rollin'.
On and on it's anybody's guess cuz no one's at the wheel at the
front of
that mess yes.

_________________
Motherfucker, pushing the envelope gets me off
Life...sets me off
Hate...gets me off[ This Message was edited by: linchpin on 2005-05-24 06:41 ]
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: linchpin on May 24, 2005, 05:28:00 PM
It's a dirty job but someones got to do it
So open up your ass so I can look into it
'Cause you never know what you're gonna find
When you ram your fist up a person's behind

Cavity Search on the side of the road
I'm almost positive I'm breking a code
But I'm the one who's in control
It's my job to search your hole

With a rubber glove pulled on my fist
I search your every orifice
Probing you with icy tools
I search for drugs and stir your stools

Cavity Search on the side of the road
I'm almost positive I'm breking a code
But I am here to protect the souls
Of the people who pay me to look up prisoners holes
So drop'em
Spread'em wide
This is gonna hurt you a lot more than it's gonna hurt me

It's a dirty job but someones got to do it
So open up your ass so I can look into it
'Cause you never know what you're gonna find
When you ram your fist up a person's behind

Cavity search by the side of the road
I know damn well that I'm breaking a code
But I am here to protect the soules
Of the people who pay me to look up your hole
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on May 25, 2005, 02:27:00 PM
Well I've opened up my veins too many times
And the poison's in my heart and in my mind
Poison's in my bloodstream, poison's in my pride
I'm after rebellion, I'll settle for lies

Is it any wonder that my mind's on fire
Imprisoned by the thoughts of what you do
Is it any wonder that the joke's an iron
And the jokes on you

Experiments that failed too many times
Transformations that were too hard to find
Poison's in my bloodstream, poison's in my pride
I'm after rebellion, I'll settle for lies

Yes I know the secrets of the iron and mind
They're trinity acts a mineral fire
Yes I know the secrets of the circuitry mind
It's a flaming wonder telepath

Well I've opened up my veins too many times
And the poison's in my heart and in my mind
Poison's in my bloodstream, poison's in my pride
I'm after rebellion, I'll settle for lies

Is it any wonder that my mind's on fire
Imprisoned by the thoughts of what you do
Is it any wonder that the joke's an iron
And the jokes on you
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on May 29, 2005, 04:47:00 PM
::puke::  ::puke::  ::puke::


All religions make me wanna throw up
All religions make me sick
All religions make me wanna throw up
All religions suck
They all claim that they have the truth
That'll set you free
Just give 'em all your money and they'll set you free
Free for a fee  ::puke::

They all claim that they have 'the Answer'
When they don't even know the Question
They're just a bunch of liars
They just want your money
They just want your consciousness

 ::puke::  ::puke::  ::puke::  ::puke::  ::puke::


All religions suck
All religions make me wanna throw up
All religions suck
All religions make me wanna BLEAH

They really make me sick
They really make me sick
They really make me sick
They really make me sick
They really make me sick
They really make me ILL

 ::puke::  ::puke::  ::puke::  ::puke::
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on June 01, 2005, 12:34:00 PM
You're boned like a saint
With the consciousness of a snake


You're the kind of girl
I'd like to find
Face like an angel
But you're boned like the devil

Your eyes have shifted from me
Everyone saw what you did
You have slipped from beneath me
Like a false and nervous squid

Oh no more horses horses
We're gonna swim like a fish
Into the hole, in which you planned to ditch me
My lovely Vera Marie

You planned to leave me cold
But you'll never get your wish
On the 24th of May
I'll gather up your reins

You filled me with a vengeance
And you touched me with your breath
I'm gonna pull you from this dance
You're gonna ride so easily

Oh no more horses horses
We're gonna swim like a fish
Into the hole, in which you planned to ditch me
My lovely Vera Marie

I was your victim
I was well deceived
Hell's built on regret
But I love your naked neck

And evil lies that you told me
Could make me believe your two-faced
Because two faces have you
And they're both gonna go

Oh no more horses horses
We're gonna swim like a fish
Into the hole, in which you planned to ditch me
My lovely Vera Gemini
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on June 03, 2005, 02:24:00 PM
You fucked up, you bitch - you really fucked up
You fucked up - you fuckin' nazi whore
Well, you dicked me over but now you'll pay
You fucked up ... Aaaahhh!!

You fucked up, you bitch - you really fucked up
You fucked up - you sloppy little shit -- bitch -- aaaahhhh
Well, you dicked me over but now you'll pay
You fucked up ... Aaaahhh!!

Well, you dicked me over but now you'll pay
You fucked up ... Aaaahhh!!
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on June 07, 2005, 08:06:00 AM
'Ello kiddies
'Ello kiddies
Whatcha gonna do when the lights start shining
'Ello kiddies
'Ello kiddies
Whatcha gonna do when your head's exploding
So you missed some school
You know that school's for fools
Today money rules
And everybody steals it
'Ello kiddies
'Ello kiddies
Whatcha gonna do when your stomach's burning
'Ello kiddies
'Ello kiddies
Whatcha gonna do when your guts are churning
You lead a life of crime
You got to go unwind
You haven't got much time
You know they're out to get you
'Ello kiddies
'Ello kiddies
Whatcha gonna do when you got religion
'Ello kiddies
'Ello kiddies
Hope you didn't get it on the television
So you missed some school
You know that school's for fools
Today money rules
And everybody steals it
You lead a life of crime
You got to go unwind
You haven't got much time
You know they're out to get you
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: linchpin on June 08, 2005, 11:24:00 AM
In the creation of Anu were spawned
Born of the Earth before they're known
Evade destruction in their world below
Their hands reach for our place outside
Bestow their suffering on human life
Nothing will stop them from re-entering
Return to hatred in the heart of man

They are the children of the underworld
Before the heavens they were on the Earth
To desolation and were never heard
"Cry rebirth"
Lords of the plague, seven are they
Born in the mountain of Mashu's magic
Spirits of hate, they have no name
Withered and wicked, the liars in wait

In the creation of Anu were spawned
With deadly vengeance from the ancient gods
Their place on Earth, their race unknown
Beyond the knowledge of the elder ones
Provoking with our blood to rise
The seven offspring for the sacrifice
Reclaim the power of the crown of death
Enter the body from the temple dead
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: linchpin on June 08, 2005, 03:04:00 PM
Needles were stabbed in to the walls
The executioner's cutain call
Fighting back he found his life drowning
And there was no way up
Cuz Richard hung himself, Richard humg himself
It happened just the other day
Jesus come and pushed him off the shelf
He thought he'd find a better way than
Stealing and slamming and maiming and ramming
The death who wears black curtains wears clothes what's right
The roof kicked out the road tie the rafters
A clinking of his chair and he's all through
If Richie only knew
Cuz Richard humg himself, Richard hung himself
It happened just the other day
Jesus come and push him off the shelf
He thought he found a better way
His life suddenly flashed right before his eyes
What a swingin' guy
Turnin' grey with mold, yuck
This is how he died
Give it up, give it up, throw it all away
Boiling acid bath
Polminary wrath
Feel the pulling surge
It won't let you go
Throw it all away, throw it all away, throw it all a, throw it all a,
Throw it all away
Swingin' in his room Richard won't come out to play
Cuz Richie hung himself the other day
Oh how the world seems to fly by
His death the final high
Cuz Richard humg himself, Richard hung himself
It happened just the other day
Jesus come and push him off the shelf
He thought he found a better way by
Stealing and tearing and ripping and slamming and tripping and scoring and
laughing and laughing and screaming and hurting and tearing and being and
taking the body goodbye to you Richard
I gotta get out
What do I do? Die
Richard hung himself
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on June 14, 2005, 01:10:00 PM
Sometimes I wanna take you down.
Sometimes I wanna get you low.
Brush your hair back from your eyes.
Take you down let the river flow.

Sometimes I go and walk the street
Behind a green sheet of glass.
A million miles below their feet
A million miles, a million miles

CHORUS:
To be with you girl
Like being low
hey hey hey like being stoned.
To be with you girl
Like being low
hey hey hey like being stoned.

A million poppies gonna make me sleep.
Just one rose it knows your name
The fruit is rusting on the vine
The fruit is calling from the trees

Hey don't you wanna go down
Like some junkie cosmonaut
A million miles below their feet
A million miles a million miles

CHORUS

Blue blue is the sun.
Brown brown is the sky.
Green green of her eyes.
A million miles a million miles

Hey hey don't you wanna go down
Like some disgraced cosmonaut
A million miles below their feet
A million miles a million miles

CHORUS
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: linchpin on June 17, 2005, 11:29:00 AM
Ninnghizhidda - open my eyes
Ninnghizhidda - hear my cries
Plumed serpent of the deep
Plumed serpent of the gate
I command - come before me
I command - bring the key
Rise from the depths
See the fire in my wand

Ia iak sakkakh iak sakkakth
Ia shaxul



I call forth the god pazuzu
I call forth the lord of plague
I am of the lost
Creatures of spawn of hate
Rejoice in the heaving earth
Praise the ripping sky
Rise spread disease
Consume their puny souls

Ia iak sakkakh iak sakkakth
Ia shaxul
Ia kingu ia cthulu ia azbul
Ia azabua



Ride the wings of death...
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on June 27, 2005, 01:00:00 PM
This day forward to vanquish boldly
The crucifixion is now my lovely
This day forward and this way only
The crucifixion is now my lovely

I love the sound of breaking skulls
That limousine that pulls
Over the heads of all
The people that pay to see me

This day never with hesitating
Teach children to worship Satan
Warping the mind of generation
Teach children to worship Satan
The Crucifixion is now

Teach children to worship Satan
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on July 31, 2005, 04:00:00 PM
FKA your other post inspired me to post this. It's by Gil Scott-Heron

(this post was made by webcrawler and moved here by me)


The Revolution Will Not Be Televised
You will not be able to stay home, brother.
You will not be able to plug in, turn on and cop out.
You will not be able to lose yourself on skag and skip,
Skip out for beer during commercials,
Because the revolution will not be televised.

The revolution will not be televised.
The revolution will not be brought to you by Xerox
In 4 parts without commercial interruptions.
The revolution will not show you pictures of Nixon
blowing a bugle and leading a charge by John
Mitchell, General Abrams and Spiro Agnew to eat
hog maws confiscated from a Harlem sanctuary.
The revolution will not be televised.

The revolution will not be brought to you by the
Schaefer Award Theatre and will not star Natalie
Woods and Steve McQueen or Bullwinkle and Julia.
The revolution will not give your mouth sex appeal.
The revolution will not get rid of the nubs.
The revolution will not make you look five pounds
thinner, because the revolution will not be televised, Brother.

There will be no pictures of you and Willie May
pushing that shopping cart down the block on the dead run,
or trying to slide that color television into a stolen ambulance.
NBC will not be able predict the winner at 8:32
or report from 29 districts.
The revolution will not be televised.

There will be no pictures of pigs shooting down
brothers in the instant replay.
There will be no pictures of pigs shooting down
brothers in the instant replay.
There will be no pictures of Whitney Young being
run out of Harlem on a rail with a brand new process.
There will be no slow motion or still life of Roy
Wilkens strolling through Watts in a Red, Black and
Green liberation jumpsuit that he had been saving
For just the proper occasion.

Green Acres, The Beverly Hillbillies, and Hooterville
Junction will no longer be so damned relevant, and
women will not care if Dick finally gets down with
Jane on Search for Tomorrow because Black people
will be in the street looking for a brighter day.
The revolution will not be televised.

There will be no highlights on the eleven o'clock
news and no pictures of hairy armed women
liberationists and Jackie Onassis blowing her nose.
The theme song will not be written by Jim Webb,
Francis Scott Key, nor sung by Glen Campbell, Tom
Jones, Johnny Cash, Englebert Humperdink, or the Rare Earth.
The revolution will not be televised.

The revolution will not be right back after a message
bbout a white tornado, white lightning, or white people.
You will not have to worry about a dove in your
bedroom, a tiger in your tank, or the giant in your toilet bowl.
The revolution will not go better with Coke.
The revolution will not fight the germs that may cause bad breath.
The revolution will put you in the driver's seat.

The revolution will not be televised, will not be televised,
will not be televised, will not be televised.
The revolution will be no re-run brothers;
The revolution will be live.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on July 31, 2005, 06:40:00 PM
He looked a lot like Che Guevara, drove a diesel van
Kept his gun in quiet seclusion, such a humble man
The only survivor of the National People's Gang
Panic in Detroit, I asked for an autograph
He wanted to stay home, I wish someone would phone
Panic in Detroit

He laughed at accidental sirens that broke the evening gloom
The police had warned of repercussions
They followed none too soon
A trickle of strangers were all that were left alive
Panic in Detroit, I asked for an autograph
He wanted to stay home, I wish someone would phone
Panic in Detroit

Putting on some clothes I made my way to school
And I found my teacher crouching in his overalls
I screamed and ran to smash my favourite slot machine
And jumped the silent cars that slept at traffic lights

Having scored a trillion dollars, made a run back home
Found him slumped across the table.  A gun and me alone
I ran to the window.  Looked for a plane or two
Panic in Detroit.  He'd left me an autograph
"Let me collect dust."  I wish someone would phone
Panic in Detroit
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on July 31, 2005, 07:24:00 PM
He's got the on the wall of his room
Two bottles of tequila, three cats and a broom
He's got an 18-year-old angel and she's all dressed in black
He's got 15 nickles [bindles?] of cocaine tied up in a sack
And this here's a government experiment and we're driving like Hell
To give some cowboys some Acid and to stay in motels
We're going to eat up some wide open spaces
Like it was a cruise on the Nile
Take the hands off the clock, we're going to be here a while
And I am the on the wall of the motel room
And cowboys on acid are like Egyptian cartoons
And no one ever conquered Wyoming from the left or from the right
But you can stay in motel rooms and stay up all night
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on July 31, 2005, 07:25:00 PM
He's got the Eye of Fatima on the wall of his room

Two bottles of tequila, three cats and a broom

He's got an 18-year-old angel and she's all dressed in black

He's got 32 bindles of cocaine tied up in a sack

And this here's a government experiment and we're driving like Hell

To give some cowboys some Acid and to stay in motels

We're going to eat up some wide open spaces

Like it was a cruise on the Nile

Take the hands off the clock, we're going to be here a while

And I am the Eye of Fatima on the wall of the motel room

And cowboys on acid are like Egyptian cartoons

And no one ever conquered Wyoming from the left or from the right

But you can stay in motel rooms and stay up all night
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on August 10, 2005, 02:19:00 AM
My love she speaks like silence,
Without ideals or violence,
She doesn't have to say she's faithful,
Yet she's true, like ice, like fire.
People carry roses,
Make promises by the hours,
My love she laughs like the flowers,
Valentines can't buy her.

In the dime stores and bus stations,
People talk of situations,
Read books, repeat quotations,
Draw conclusions on the wall.
Some speak of the future,
My love she speaks softly,
She knows there's no success like failure
And that failure's no success at all.

The cloak and dagger dangles,
Madams light the candles.
In ceremonies of the horsemen,
Even the pawn must hold a grudge.
Statues made of match sticks,
Crumble into one another,
My love winks, she does not bother,
She knows too much to argue or to judge.

The bridge at midnight trembles,
The country doctor rambles,
Bankers' nieces seek perfection,
Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring.
The wind howls like a hammer,
The night blows cold and rainy,
My love she's like some raven
At my window with a broken wing.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on August 13, 2005, 05:46:00 PM
Restless eyes close, maybe it'll go away
Please rest tomorrow, bring a satisfying day
The restless urge of love that's worth the burning for
Surely it's that one consuming love to give you more
Any thought could be the beginning of the brand new tangled web you're spinning
Anyone could be a brand new love
Any tie that holds can be broken, tear your bitter world to the open
Anyone could be a brand new love
You won't be the first, your twisted change is normal
Gossip dirt, whispered to the nodding head
Thrilled you fell apart, instead of them
But they will
Any hope for love can be killed
If you need a different face, it's definitely time to destroy this place
Any thought could be the beginning of the brand new tangled web you're spinning
Anyone could be a brand new love
Follow what you feel, you alone decide what's real
Anyone can be a brand new love
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Antigen on August 14, 2005, 06:08:00 PM
Trusted, Ben Folds
Lyrics View
Trusted

It's funny I know
But I'm disappointed in you
I thought you could read my mind
But I came home early
And saw that a drawer had been opened
Looks like you've been reading my diary instead

How does it feel to realize
You're all alone behind your eyes
It seems to me if you can't trust
You can't be trusted

Caught in a dream
Picking up astral signals
Some of them psychic
You better watch what you think
Happens to be that everybody else's dreams
Are Freudian clues
You'd better watch what you dream

You wanna see the other side
What's going on behind the eyes
Still it seems if you can't trust
You can't be trusted

Oh, no no no
No no no
No no no

Didn't you know we're as close as we can be?

The sun's coming up
She's pulling all the blankets over
Curled in a ball
Like she's hiding from me and
That's when I know
She's gonna be pissed when she wakes up
For terrible things I did
To her in her dreams

You wanna see the other side
What's going on behind the eyes
Still it seems if you can't trust
You can't be trusted

Oh, no no no
No no no
No no no

Didn't you know we're as close as we can be?
Hello?
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on August 16, 2005, 01:12:00 AM
Well, now, there's two, there's two trains running
Well, they ain't never, no, going my way
Well, now, one run at midnight and the other one,
running just 'fore day,
it's running just 'fore day,
it's running just 'fore day
Oh Lord. sure 'nough they is
Oh well
Mm mm, ho ho ho, somebody help me, ho, with these blues
Well, now, she's the one I'm loving, she's the one
I do hate to lose,
I do hate to lose,
I do hate to lose
Oh Lord, sure 'nough I do
Oh well
I been crazy; yes, I been a fool, I been crazy, oh, all of my life
Well I done fell in love with a,
with another man's wife,
with another man's wife,
with another man's wife
Oh Lord, sure 'nough I done
Oh well
Lord, she's so long and tall, till she weep like a willow tree
Well, now, they say she's no good, but she's all right,
she's all right with me,
she's all right, she's all right,
she's all right, she's all right
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on September 03, 2005, 03:10:00 PM
I'm not the man from outer space
I'm just a boy without a place
It doesn't bother me
I'm going to find me another way
I'm gonna find and count my change
And get it onski

But out on the road
I'm gonna to roll into your own room
And set a bad example for you
That's what you say
It's faroutski

So many roads in life to go
They all get me nowhere anyway
Nowhere
There's nowhere to go
Yeah, if you wanna break away
If you wanna find a face
It's farout

Yeah, I'm a fucking stranger in my house
A fucking in my bed
A fucking in my head
It's farout
Yeah

Baby I'm not the type to cry
Baby I'm not so hard to follow
gonna tell you why
slowdownski

But out on the road
I'm gonna to roll into your own room
And set a bad example for you
That's what you say
It's farout, faroutski
I'm not the boy without a place
I'm just the man from outer space
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on September 14, 2005, 04:53:00 PM
Something about the way you taste
Makes me want to clear my throat
There?s a magic to your movements
That really gets my goat
I looked for silver linings
But you?re rotten to the core
I?ve had just about all I can take
You know I can?t take it no more
Got a gut feeling
I found out a long time ago
Of your ability to torment
Then you took your tongs of love
And stripped away my garment
Got a gut feeling

Slap your mammy down
Slap your pappy down again
Oh move it up and down now
Oh move it all around now
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: webcrawler on September 18, 2005, 04:04:00 AM
You know today the church is in a terrible state. the bucks just arent rollin in like they used to. and when the bucks don?t come in, the church comes up with a new gimmick to make you spend to
Heaven.

Now I know you don?t know what I?m talking about, but what the fuck. but anyway, listen to this ladies and gentlemen, when the church wants to get your money they remind you about hell. (whoo-ho
-ha-ha)

If you commit a sin you?re gonna go to hell. (oui-oui)

Well let me give you an example, this boy over here;

Tell em about it brother zappa.

Sometimes people say: that if you fuck somebody (oh lord) it?s a sin, (oui-oui) this may or may not be true.

(testify)

This boy not only fucked somebody with his organ, but he also fucked a girl with a guitar, with an umbrella, with a zuchinni, with a shoe, with an enema bag . . .

What else did you do?
A vibrato bar.
A vibrato bar!

Some people would say this is a sin. and if you sin you?re gonna go to hell.

Well ladies and gentlemen:
There ain?t no hell. (oui)
There is no such thing as hell. (oui)
There is no hell, there is only france! (oui-oui)
Oui, oui
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on September 21, 2005, 11:21:00 PM
Alright Now!
Won't you listen?

When I first met you, didn't realize,
I can't forget you or your surprise
You introduced me to my mind
And left me (watching/wanting) you and your kind. Oh yeah

I love you. Oh, you know it.

My life was empty, forever on a down,
Until you took me, showed me around
My life is free now, my life is (clear / hemp)
I love you sweet leaf though you can't hear
Oh yeah

Come on now - try it out!

Straight people don't know what you're about,
They put you down and shut you out
You gave to me a new belief,
And soon the world will love you, sweet leaf
Oh yeah baby

Come on now! Oh yeah!
Try me out baby!
Alright! Oh yeah-ah!
I want you part of this sweet leaf!
Oh yeah!
Alright, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh try me out
I love ya sweet leaf, oh
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on September 21, 2005, 11:23:00 PM
:smokin:

Sweet Leaf!
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: webcrawler on September 22, 2005, 09:41:00 PM
LOVE STINKS   :tup:
J. Geils Band

You love her
But she loves him
And he loves somebody else
You just can't win
And so it goes
Till the day you die
This thing they call love
It's gonna make you cry
I've had the blues
The reds and the pinks
One thing for sure

(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah
(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah
(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah
(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah

Two by two and side by side
Love's gonna find you yes it is
You just can't hide
You'll hear it call
Your heart will fall
Then love will fly
It's gonna soar
I don't care for any casanova thing
All I can say is
Love stinks

(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah
(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah
(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah
(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah

I've been through diamonds
I've been through minks
I've been through it all
Love stinks

(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah
(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah
(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah
(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on September 22, 2005, 10:06:00 PM
I like "No Anchovies, Please" from the same album.....
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: webcrawler on September 22, 2005, 10:24:00 PM
No Anchovies Please J Geils

(Peter Wolf/Seth Justman) - 1981
Now some people think the world is what it ain't
To some I'm a sinner, to others a saint
Some folks say the world ain't what is is
All I know is I just got to take a wiz
Where am I goin' and where have I been
My head's in the clouds and my tail's in a spin
Jumpin' out of planes for the thrill of it all
Then I bounce back and take a Piss On The Wall
Politics - Shmolitics
They oughta save their breath
Mean streak - blue streak
They sentence me to death
Harangue me from a tree
Twist and shout until I crawl
Do the flip - do the flop
Piss On The Wall
Well the Yanks hate the Reds
And the Greeks hate the Turks
I really hate to say it
But they're all a bunch of jerks
Seems like everybody's shakin'
'Cause the big one's 'bout to fall
I'm just tryin' to hold it steady while I
Piss On The Wall
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on September 23, 2005, 01:13:00 PM
That's "Piss On the Wall" , not "No Anchovies, Please".  You know, the one that ends "That bowling ball! It's my wife!"
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on September 23, 2005, 02:54:00 PM
Quote
On 2005-09-23 10:13:00, Anonymous wrote:

"That's "Piss On the Wall" , not "No Anchovies, Please".  You know, the one that ends "That bowling ball! It's my wife!""



 :rofl:  :rofl:  :rofl:  :rofl:  :rofl:
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Botched Programming on September 23, 2005, 02:57:00 PM
Flying on a free flight
Driving all night
With my machinery
'Cause I, I got the power
Any hour
To show the man in me
I got reputations
Blown to pieces
With my artillery
Whoa ho
I'll be guided in
We'll be ridin'
given what you got to me

Don't you struggle
Don't you fight
Don't you worry
'Cause it's your turn tonight

CHORUS:
Let me put my love into you, babe
Let me put my love on the line
Let me put my love into you, babe
Let me cut your cake with my knife

Oh, Like a fever
Burning faster
You spark the fire in me
Crazy feelings
Got me reeling
They got me raising steam

Don't you struggle
Don't you fight
Don't you worry
'Cause it's your turn tonight
Yeah

CHORUS

Cut it
Let me, let me
Oooh

CHORUS

Oh

Let me put my love into you, babe
Let me put my love on the line
Let me put my love into you, babe
Let me give it all
Let me give it all
To you, to you

Give it all

If we choose to violate the rights of the innocent in order to discover and act against the guilty, then we have transformed our country into a police state and abandoned one of the fundamental tenants of a free society. In order to win the war on drugs, we must not sacrifice the life of the Constitution in the battle.
--US District Judge H. Lee Sarokin

Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Botched Programming on September 23, 2005, 03:02:00 PM
Well, I'm upper upper class high society.
God's gift to ballroom notoriety.
And I always fill my ballroom, the event is never small.
The social pages say I've got the biggest balls of all.

I've got big balls, I've got big balls.
They're such big balls, and they're dirty big balls.
And he's got big balls. And she's got big balls.
(But we've got the biggest balls of them all!)

And my balls are always bouncing.
My balls are always full.
And everybody comes and comes again.
If your name is on the guestlist, no one can take you higher.
Everybody says I've got great balls of fire!

I've got big balls. Oh, I've got big balls.
They're such big balls and they're dirty big balls.
And he's got big balls. And she's got big balls.
(But we've got the biggest balls of them all!)

Some balls are held for charity, and some for fancy dress.
But when they're held for pleasure they're the balls that I like best.
My balls are always bouncing to the left and to the right.
It's my belief that my big balls should be held every night.

Oh, we've got big balls, we've got big balls.
We've got big balls, dirty big balls.
And he's got big balls, and she's got big balls.
But we've got the biggest balls of them all!

And I'm just itching to tell you about them!
Oh, we'll have such wonderful fun.
Seafood cocktail, crabs, crayfish...

...the people have a right to keep and bear arms.
-- Patrick Henry and George Mason Debates

Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: webcrawler on September 25, 2005, 05:53:00 PM
Violence is what you breed
Racism is what you breed
Hate is what you breed
What do you expect me to be ?

Peace brother, fuck you bastard
I don't need your false friendship
Freedom is a bunch of shit
This is world of shit

Misery is what we see
Murder is what we see
Ignorance is what we see
What do you expect me to be ?
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on September 26, 2005, 10:23:00 AM
Worked the bars and sideshows along the twilight zone
Only a crowd can make you feel so alone
And it really hit home
Booze and pills and powders, you can choose your medicine
Well here's another goodbye to another good friend

After all is said and done
Gotta move while it's still fun
Let me walk before they make me run
After all is said and done
I gotta move, it's still fun
I'm gonna walk before they make me run

Watched the taillights fading, there ain't a dry eye in the house
They're laughing and singing
Started dancing and drinking as I left town
Gonna find my way to heaven, `cause I did my time in hell
I wasn't looking too good but I was feeling real well

After all is said and done
I gotta move I had my fun
Let us walk before they make me run

After all is said and done
I did alright, I had my fun
But I will waddle 'fore they make me run
But I will walk 'fore they make me run
I will walk 'fore they make me run
I will walk 'fore they make me run

After all is said and done
Gotta move, I had my fun
Let me walk before they make me run
I'm gonna walk before they make me run
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Botched Programming on September 26, 2005, 11:49:00 AM
Talk to me softly
     There's something in your eyes
     Don't hang your head in sorrow
     And please don't cry
     I know how you feel inside I've
     I've been there before
     Somethin's changin' inside you
     And don't you know

     Don't you cry tonight
     I still love you baby
     Don't you cry tonight
     Don't you cry tonight
     There's a heaven above you baby
     And don't you cry tonight

     Give me a whisper
     And give me a sigh
     Give me a kiss before you tell me goodbye
     Don't you take it so hard now
     And please don't take it so bad
     I'll still be thinkin' of you
     And the times we had... baby

     And don't you cry tonight
     Don't you cry tonight
     Don't you cry tonight
     There's a heaven above you baby
     And don't you cry tonight

     And please remember that I never lied
     And please remember
     How I felt inside now honey
     You gotta make it your own way
     But you'll be alright now sugar
     You'll feel better tomorrow
     Come the morning light now baby

     And don't you cry tonight
     An don't you cry tonight
     An don't you cry tonight
     There's a heaven above you baby
     And don't you cry
     Don't you ever cry
     Don't you cry tonight
     Baby maybe someday
     Don't you cry
     Don't you ever cry
     Don't you cry
     Tonight

All contemporary religions and churches, all and every kind of religious organization, Marxism has always viewed as organs of bourgeois reaction, serving as a defense of exploitation and the doping of the working-classes.
--Nikolai Lenin, Russian revolutionary

Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Botched Programming on September 27, 2005, 09:25:00 AM
Gimme Back My Bullets
(Allen Collins -- Ronnie VanZant)
Life is so strange when its changin', yes indeed
Well I've seen the hard times and the pressure's been on me
But I keep on workin' like the workin' man do
And I've got my act together, gonna walk all over you

(chorus)
Gimme back my bullets
Put 'em back where they belong
Ain't foolin' around 'cause I done had my fun
Ain't gonna see no more damage done
Gimme back my bullets

Sweet talkin' people done ran me out of town
And I drank enough whiskey to float a battleship around
But I'm leavin' this game one step ahead of you
And you will not hear me cry 'cause I do not sing the blues

(chorus)
Gimme back my bullets
Put 'em back where they belong
Ain't foolin' around 'cause I done had my fun
Ain't gonna see no more damage done
Gimme back, gimme back my bullets
Oh, put 'em back... where they belong

Been up and down since I turned seventeen
Well I've been on top, and then it seems I lost my dream
But I got it back, I'm feelin' better everyday
Tell all those pencil pushers, better get out of my way

(chorus)
Gimme back my bullets
Put 'em back where they belong
Ain't foolin' around, 'cause I done had my fun
Ain't gonna see no more damage done
Gimme back, gimme back my bullets
Oh put 'em back where they belong
Gimme back my bullets

Emotions rule the world; Is it any wonder that it's so mucked up?!
Bill Warbis

Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: webcrawler on September 28, 2005, 12:51:00 AM
One of my very favorite songs in the entire world
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Wonderful Tonight
by Eric Clapton
It's late in the evening; she's wondering what clothes to wear.
She puts on her make-up and brushes her long blonde hair.
And then she asks me, "Do I look all right?"
And I say, "Yes, you look wonderful tonight."

We go to a party and everyone turns to see
This beautiful lady that's walking around with me.
And then she asks me, "Do you feel all right?"
And I say, "Yes, I feel wonderful tonight."

I feel wonderful because I see
The love light in your eyes.
And the wonder of it all
Is that you just don't realize how much I love you.

It's time to go home now and I've got an aching head,
So I give her the car keys and she helps me to bed.
And then I tell her, as I turn out the light,
I say, "My darling, you were wonderful tonight.
Oh my darling, you were wonderful tonight."
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on September 28, 2005, 05:39:00 PM
Somebody calls me on the phone
Say hey-hey-hey is Dee Dee home
You wanna take a walk
You wanna go cop
You wanna go get some Chinese rock

I'm livin' on a Chinese rock
All my best things are in hock
I'm livin' on a Chinese rock
Everything is in the pawn shop

The plaster fallin' off the wall
My girlfriend cryin' in the shower stall
It's hot as a bitch
I should've been rich
But I'm just diggin' a Chinese ditch
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Tamsin on September 28, 2005, 08:40:00 PM
Avril Lavigne's Complicated? Much appreciated!

PS. The lyrics to Don't Cry... what a killer for anyone going through a break up when yous till love the person.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: webcrawler on September 28, 2005, 09:12:00 PM
Google it. Google is your friend.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Tamsin on September 28, 2005, 09:29:00 PM
You were right. Google is my friend.
Thanks, Hot Stuff.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on September 29, 2005, 03:37:00 PM
"Ace of Spades" by Motorhead


If you like to gamble, I tell you I'm your man
you win some, lose some, it's all the same to me
The pleasure is to play, it makes no difference what you say
I don't share your greed, the only card I need is
the Ace of Spades
the Ace of Spades
Playin' for the high one, dancin' with the devil
going with the flow, it's all a game to me
7 or 11, snake eyes watching you
Double up or quit, double stake or split
the Ace of Spades
the Ace of Spades
You know I'm born to lose
and gamblin's made for fools
But that's the way I like it baby
I don't want to live forever
and don't forget the joker
Pushing up the ante, I know you got to see me
read 'em and weep, the dead man's hand again
I see it in your eyes, take one look and die
The only thing you see, you know it's gonna be
the Ace of Spades
the Ace of Spades
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on September 29, 2005, 03:41:00 PM
"I'm So Bad (Baby I Don't Care)" by Motorhead



I make love to mountain lions,
Sleep on red-hot branding irons,
When I walk the roadway shakes,
Bed's a mess of rattlesnakes,
Voodoo child, black cat bone,
Scratch your back, hear you moan,
Get me up, you go down, tall building, single bound,
War and peace, peace and love, say it if you dare,
Iron fist, velvet glove,
I'm so bad, baby I don't care,
Black-hearted to the bone,
Older than The Rolling Stones,
Been to heaven, been to hell,
Bought the farm, and I won't sell,
Give and take, rise and fall, rise up and take it all,
Secret love, I won't tell, knock you up and ring your bell,
Kiss the whip, eat the gun,
Tell me it ain't fair, midnight victim, hit and run,
I'm so bad, baby I don't care,
I make the blind to see,
Shoot 'em full of R and B,
I make the lame to walk,
Come 'round and pop your cork,
Wham, bam, thank you ma'am,
I thought I heard the back door slam,
Overkill, walk the line, kill the lights, it's lampshade time,
On the road, on the lam, people running scared,
I'm everything they say I am, I'm so bad, baby I don't care.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on September 30, 2005, 12:23:00 AM
I remember you.
I remember lying awake at night
And thinking just of you..
But things don't last forever
And somehow baby
They never really do.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on September 30, 2005, 02:45:00 PM
I'm searching for those party lights
Where everybody's having a good time
My baby said she'd hold me tight
And you know that this could be the right time

And I don't care what else
In the middle of your tenderness
I'm just a mess
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah

It was a September night
The air was turning warm to cold
My baby said she'd hold me tight
The autumn brought the springtime home

And I don't care what else
In the middle of your tenderness
I'm just a mess
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah

I like the way
You looked that day
When our love it was new
And if I saw you again
Somehow I'd just have to say
Sometimes you're just too plain to see
Then again, you're just like me
You had to say something
You waited so long
Here I am
I could be wrong

Stay with me baby, oh yeah
Stay with 'til morning comes
Stay with me baby, oh yeah
Stay with 'til the morning comes

I don't care what else
In the middle of your tenderness
I just confess
I guess you messed me up again
I just confess
I'm just a--whoa whoa whoa, yeah, yeah yeah
I'm just a mess
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: webcrawler on September 30, 2005, 04:49:00 PM
I just can't help it.
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"Picture"
(feat. Sheryl Crow)

[Kid Rock]
Livin' my life in a slow hell
Different girl every night at the hotel
I ain't seen the sun shine in 3 damn days
Been fuelin' up on cocaine and whisky
Wish I had a good girl to miss me
Lord I wonder if I'll ever change my ways
I put your picture away
Sat down and cried today
I can't look at you while I'm lyin' next to her
I put your picture away, sat down and cried today
I can't look at you, while I'm lyin next to her

[Sherly Crow]
I called you last night in the hotel
Everyone knows but they wont tell
But their half hearted smiles tell me
Somethin' just ain't right
I been waitin' on you for a long time
Fuelin' up on heartaches and cheap wine
I ain't heard from you in 3 damn nights
I put your picture away
I wonder where you been
I can't look at you while I'm lyin' next to him
I put your picture away
I wonder where you been
I can't look at you while I'm lyin' next to him
I saw ya yesterday with an old friend

[Kid Rock]
It was the same ole same "how have you been"

[Both]
Since you been gone my worlds been dark & grey

[Kid Rock]
You reminded me of brighter days

[Sheryl Crow]
I hoped you were comin' home to stay
I was headed to church

[Kid Rock]
I was off to drink you away

[Both]
I thought about you for a long time
Can't seem to get you off my mind
I can't understand why we're living life this way
I found your picture today
I swear I'll change my ways
I just called to say I want you to come back home
I found your picture today
I swear I'll change my ways
I just called to say I want you to come back home
I just called to say, I love you come back home
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on September 30, 2005, 08:29:00 PM
The first time I heard this song was the first time I took acid.  It's been special to me ever since......
  :cool:



 
Now the party´s over
I´m so tired
Then I see you coming
Out of nowhere
Much communication in a motion
Without conversation or a notion
Avalon
When the samba takes you
Out of nowhere
And the background?s fading
Out of focus
Yes the picture changing
Every moment
And your destination
You don´t know it
Avalon
When you bossa nova
There´s no holding
Would you have me dancing
Out of nowhere
Avalon
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on October 02, 2005, 09:50:00 AM
You know it takes a long, long time
You know it takes a long, long time
You love her so and still you know
That you will never want to let her go
Unless you leave her first
Then you come out on top
But, still there's just one thing
You haven't got.

Peace of mind
Like when you treated her kind
It's hard to face that open space.

You know it takes a long, long time
You know it takes a long, long time
When first you gave and shared your soul
Showed her all those things that take their toll
She knows your weak spot
But, she still gets you hot
So you do it again
Reveal what lies within.

And go for peace of mind
Like when you treated her kind
It's hard to face that open space.

You're lookin' for peace of mind
Anywhere you can find
Still searchin' for peace of mind.

You know it takes a long, long time
You know it takes a long, long time.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: webcrawler on October 03, 2005, 03:45:00 PM
Nights In White Satin - Moody Blues

Nights in white satin,
Never reaching the end,
Letters I've written,
Never meaning to send.

Beauty I'd always missed
With these eyes before,
Just what the truth is
I can't say anymore.

'Cause I love you,
Yes, I love you,
Oh, how, I love you.

Gazing at people,
Some hand in hand,
Just what I'm going thru
They can understand.

Some try to tell me
Thoughts they cannot defend,
Just what you want to be
You will be in the end,

And I love you,
Yes, I love you,
Oh, how, I love you.
Oh, how, I love you.

Nights in white satin,
Never reaching the end,
Letters I've written,
Never meaning to send.

Beauty I'd always missed
With these eyes before,
Just what the truth is
I can't say anymore.

'Cause I love you,
Yes, I love you,
Oh, how, I love you.
Oh, how, I love you.

'Cause I love you,
Yes, I love you,
Oh, how, I love you.
Oh, how, I love you
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on October 04, 2005, 12:39:00 PM
Candy told me nothing really matters anymore
And when I ask her what she means she says I ought to know
Candy said she's made arrangements for me in the sand
And Candy said she wants me with her down in Candyland

Candy says she wonders why we try
I couldn't think of what to say
I had no ready reply
But Candy says I'd like it where she is
She says it's an opportunity that I don't want to miss
Candy said she's made arrangements for me in the sand
And Candy said she wants me with her down in Candyland
Candy said she wants me with her down in Candyland

Candy asked me if she died if I could go on
Of course I said I couldn't and of course we knew that's wrong
But Candy I said Candy no you can't do that to me
Because you love me way to much for you to ever leave
Candy said she's made arrangements for me in the sand
And Candy said she wants me with her down in Candyland
Candy said she's made arrangements for me in the sand
And Candy said she wants me with her down in Candyland
Candy said she wants me with her down in Candyland (x3)
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on October 04, 2005, 10:02:00 PM
I hear a voice from the back of the room
I hear a voice cry out
We want something good

Well come on a little closer let me see your face
Yeah come on a little closer by the front of the stage
I said come on a little closer I got something to say
Yeah come on a little closer wanna see your face

You see I met a devil named buena buena
And since I met the devil I ain't been the same, oh no
And I feel alright now I have to tell you
I think it's time for me to finally introduce you to the
Buena buena buena buena good good girl

It's comin' to me
Yeah it's comin' to me
Now I think I know
What it is you need
I know some people wanna make a change
But I know how to make it go away

You see I met a devil named buena buena
And since I met the devil I ain't been the same, oh no
And I feel alright I have to tell you
I think it's time for me to finally introduce you to the
Buena buena buena buena good good girl
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on October 04, 2005, 10:05:00 PM
Honey white honey white honey white
Made a deal for some angel food
Honey white honey white
Everybody told her it was sweet and good yea
Oh honey (x4)
She said you'll see me later yea you'll see me later
Will you see me later seemed all too soon
And then he smiles he knows honey's coming back
Honey's going to want some more angel food
Devil made of honey (x4)
She said you'll get me when I'm old and wizened
And not a day before that
The devil said honey it won't be that long
Besides I like to see a little more fat
Yea I like to see a little more fat
You know I like to see a little more fat
Honey white honey white honey white honey white
Uh tell me how is your angel food
Honey white oh honey white
She says it's sweet and good
Honey white honey white uh honey white
The sweetness starts to fade
Honey white honey white
Thought you could get away
Poor honey (x4)
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on October 05, 2005, 12:22:00 AM
Can you be the one
To help me understand myself
The one and only one
Is it you and no one else

Can you shoot the veins
That others only dream about
Can you light the fire
When all my flames are dying out

Can you be the one
Can you be the one

Tell me about my life
Tell me about my world
Tell me about your life
Tell me about your world

__________ the crowd
Aim above and out beyond
Leave the common ground
You never wanted to belong

The sky is open wide
Light the fuse and take a ride
Leave it all behind
Dig in deep and push aside

You know you're the one
You know you're the one

Tell me about my life
Tell me about my world
Tell me about your life
Tell me about your world

Shoot them down
They want to drag you down
Got to see
They're your enemies

Listen, you can't even see
What this world has done to me
Done to me
Done to me

Can you be the one
To help me understand myself
The one and only one
Is it you and no one else

Can you shoot the veins
That others only dream about
Can you light the fire
When all my flames are dying out

Can you be the one
Can you be the one

Tell me about my life
Tell me about my world
Tell me about your life
Tell me about your world
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Botched Programming on October 06, 2005, 12:53:00 PM
I shot the sheriff
But I did not shoot the deputy
I shot the sheriff
But I did not shoot the deputy

All around in my home town
They're trying to track me down
They say they want to bring me in guilty
For the killing of a deputy
For the life of a deputy

But I say, I shot the sheriff
But I swear it was in self-defense
I shot the sheriff
And they say it is a capital offense

Sheriff John Brown always hated me
For what I don't know
Every time that I plant a seed
He said, Kill it before it grows
He said, Kill it before it grows
I say:

I shot the sheriff
But I swear it was in self-defense
I shot the sheriff
But I swear it was in self-defense

Freedom came my way one day
And I started out of town.
All of a sudden I see sheriff John Brown
Aiming to shoot me down.
So I shot, I shot him down

I say, I shot the sheriff
But I did not shoot the deputy
I shot the sheriff
But I did not shoot the deputy

Reflexes got the better of me
And what is to be must be
Every day the bucket goes to the well
But one day the bottom will drop out
Yes, one day the bottom will drop out

But I say, I shot the sheriff
But I did not shoot the deputy, oh no
I shot the sheriff
But I did not shoot the deputy, oh no

It is the mark of an educated mind to be able to entertain a thought without accepting it.
-- Aristotle

Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on October 06, 2005, 03:20:00 PM
NO NO lets do it for SAMMIE Now...Go Sammie Go,
oops ....ahhhh, mmmmmm wrong thread
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on October 06, 2005, 04:47:00 PM
::argue:: :smokin: :grin:
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on October 08, 2005, 03:45:00 PM
As I walk this land with broken dreams
I have visions of many things
Love's happiness is just an illusion
Filled with sadness and confusion,
What becomes of the broken hearted
Who had love that's now departed?
I know I've got to find
Some kind of peace of mind
Maybe.
The fruits of love grow all around
But for me they come a tumblin' down.
Every day heartaches grow a little stronger
I can't stand this pain much longer
I walk in shadows
Searching for light
Cold and alone
No comfort in sight,
Hoping and praying for someone to care
Always moving and goin to where
What becomes of the broken hearted
Who had love that's now departed?
I know I've got to find
Some kind of peace of mind
Maybe.
I'm searching though I don't succeed,
But someone look, there's a growing need.
Oh, he is lost, there's no place for beginning,
All that's left is an unhappy ending.
Now what's become of the broken-hearted
Who had love that's now departed?
I know I've got to find
Some kind of peace of mind
I'll be searching everywhere
Just to find someone to care.
I'll be looking everyday
I know I'm gonna find a way
Nothings gonna stop me now
I'll find a way somehow
I'll be searching everywhere
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Nonconformistlaw on October 09, 2005, 12:16:00 AM
You and me
We're gonna escape tonight
On the run
Under the moonlight
Don't think about nothin'
Don't think about nothin'

Tragedy
Runnin' the red light
Hear the screams
Another one dies tonight
Don't think about nothin'
Don't think about nothin'

Do you know how it feels
To be wanted
Do you know how it feels
To be wanted
Do you know how it feels
To be wanted
To be under the gun
On the run, having fun
When you're young
You're so young
When you're young

Public Enemy #1
Oh Yeah
I'm public enemy #1
Oh yeah
I'm public enemy #1
Oh yeah....

Climbing high
Fast as the speed of sound
Loser's dreams
Crashing to the ground
Don't think about nothin'
Don't think about nothin'

You and me
Under the gun tonight
On the run
We're lost in the lime light
Don't think about nothin'
Because we're gonna get crazy

Do you know how it feels
To be wanted
Do you know how it feels
To be wanted
Do you know how it feels
To be wanted
To be under the gun
On the run, having fun
When you're young
You're so young
When you're young

Public Enemy #1
Oh Yeah
I'm public enemy #1
Oh yeah
I'm public enemy #1
Oh yeah....
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: teachback on October 09, 2005, 03:17:00 AM
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Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on October 10, 2005, 02:16:00 PM
You see me now a veteran of a thousand psychic wars
I've been living on the edge so long
Where the winds of limbo roar
And I'm young enough to look at
And far too old to see
All the scars are on the inside
I'm not sure if there's anything left of me
Don't let these shakes go on
It's time we had a break from it
It's time we had some leave
We've been living in the flames
We've been eating up our brains
Oh, please don't let these shakes go on
You ask me why I'm weary, why I can't speak to you
You blame me for my silence
Say it's time I changed and grew
But the war's still going on dear
And there's no end that I know
And I can't say if we're ever...
I can't say if we're ever gonna to be free
Don't let these shakes go on
It's time we had a break from it
It's time we had some leave
We've been living in the flames
We've been eating out our brains
Oh, please don't let these shakes go on
You see me now a veteran of a thousand psychic wars
My energy's spent at last
And my armor is destroyed
I have used up all my weapons and I'm helpless and bereaved
Wounds are all I'm made of
Did I hear you say that this is victory?
Don't let these shakes go on
It's time we had a break from it
Send me to the rear
Where the tides of madness swell
And been sliding into hell
Oh, please don't let these shakes go on
Don't let these shakes go on
Don't let these shakes go on
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on October 11, 2005, 02:27:00 PM
If you touch that girl      You know it's okay
People say she's a whore anyway
I think she looks like a nice vamp
Looking for love in a trashcan

If you kiss that girl you won't be caught dead
She's the coolest girl you think you ever met
I think she fits right into my life
On the road till the end of time
on the road till the end of time


Now the time is right and you feel the need
To go down low and receive a treat
The jukebox churns out songs about sex
Come on baby you're my best fix
Come on baby you're my best fix
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Botched Programming on October 11, 2005, 03:14:00 PM
What kind of love have you got?
You should be home, but your not
A room full of noise and dangerous boys
Still make you thirsty and hot

I heard about you and that man
There's just one thing I don't understand.
You say he's a liar and he put out your fire
How come you still got his gun in your hand?

Victim of love, I see a broken heart
You got your stories to tell
Victim of love, It's such an easy part
And you know how to play it so well.

Some people never come clean
I think you know what I mean
You're walking the wire, pain and desire
Lookin' for love in between

Tell me your secrets; I'll tell you mine.
This ain't no time to be cool.
And you tell all your girlfriends,
Your 'been around the world friends'
That talk is foe losers and fools.

Victim of love, I see a broken heart
I could be wrong, but I'm not (no I'm not)
Victim of love, we're not so far apart
Show me what kind of love have you got?

Victim of love, I see a broken heart
I could be wrong, but I'm not
Victim of love, we're not so far apart
What kind of love have you got?

Victim of love, you're just a victim of love
I could be wrong, but I'm not (no I'm not)
Victim of love, now you're a victim of love
What kind of love have you got?
What kind of love have you got?
What kind of love have you got?
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on October 11, 2005, 11:32:00 PM
A child without an eye
Made her mother cry
Why ask why
She kept her child clean
On Buckingham Green

The children saw the eye
As a sign from god
Descending from the sky
It was alright to dream
Of Buckingham Green

Summon the queen
Spoke the child of eye
It?s time to fly
Turning fire to steam
On Buckingham Green
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on October 12, 2005, 02:15:00 AM
I'm not talking about a Beatle's song,
written 100 years before I was born.
100 flowers bloom, 100 schools of thought contend,
c'mon baby, let's hang around,
they're talking about the round and round,
but who's got the real anti-parent culture sound?
I know nothin's ever gonna feel right again...
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on October 13, 2005, 12:29:00 AM
can I have some money? I'm gonna go to the store
can I have some money? I can't tell you what it's for
can I have some money? you know it's you that i adore
can I have some money? don't ask me what it's for

since we've been together you've been good to me
you only hit me when you wanna be pleased

can I have the car keys? I'm gonna go for a ride
can I have the car please? I'm going out for a while
can I have the car now? I wanna drive all around
can I have the car dear? I'm gonna to leave this town

I won't be asking your permission to leave
I won't be asking not to have this baby please
and I won't be asking a devil for a bus fare please
and i won't be asking I had to see you bleed

ssssssh
visualize
that's right
pray baby
one two three
shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot

can I have my lipstick? that was such a surprise
can I have my lipstick? i'm going out for a ride
I'm not a little girl, and you sure are not my dad
you don't even know what you almost had
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Botched Programming on October 13, 2005, 01:16:00 PM
Where I come from isn't all that great
My automobile is a piece of crap
My fashion sense is a little whack
And my friends are just as screwy as me

I didn't go to boarding schools
Preppy girls never looked at me
Why should they I ain't nobody
Got nothing in my pocket

[Chorus]
Beverly Hills - That's where I want to be! (Gimme Gimme)
Living in Beverly Hills...
Beverly Hills - Rolling like a celebrity! (Gimme Gimme)
Living in Beverly Hills...

Look at all those movie stars
They're all so beautiful and clean
When the housemaids scrub the floors
They get the spaces in between

I wanna live a life like that
I wanna be just like a king
Take my picture by the pool
Cause I'm the next big thing!

[Chorus]

[Bridge]
The truth is...I don't stand a chance
Its something that you're born into...
And I just don't belong...

No I don't - I'm just a no class, beat down fool
And I will always be that way
I might as well enjoy my life
And watch the stars play

[Chorus]
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Botched Programming on October 13, 2005, 01:35:00 PM
Oh Yeah.
All Right.

Somebody's Heiney is crowning my icebox.
Somebody's cold one is giving me chills.
Guess I'll just close my eyes.

Oh yeah.
All right.
Feels good.
Inside.

Flip on the Tele... Wrestle with Jimmy.
Somethin' is bubblin' behind my back.
The bottle is ready to go.

Say it ain't so a-woah-a-woah.
Your drug is a heartbreaker.
Say it ain't so a-woah-a-woah.
My love is a life-taker.

I can't confront you, I never could do...
That which might hurt you.
Try and be cool, when I say:
This way is-a-waterslide-away-from-me-to-chase-her-fuller-everyday! Hey!
So be cool.

Say it ain't so a-woah-a-woah.
Your drug is a heartbreaker.
Say it ain't so a-woah-a-woah.
My love is a life-taker!

Dear daddy, I write you in spite of fears of silence.
You cleaned up, found Jesus, Things are good also I hear.
This bottle of Stevens awakens ancient feelings...
Like father, Step-Father...
This song is drowning in the blood! Yeah Yeah-Yeah Yeah-Yeah!

Say it ain't so a-woah-a-woah.
You drug is a heartbreaker.
Say it ain't so a-woah-a-woah.
My love is a life-taker.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on October 14, 2005, 07:42:00 PM
The clock strikes twelve and moondrops burst
Out at you from their hiding place
Like acid and oil on a madman's face
His reason tends to fly away
Like lesser birds on the four winds
Like silver scrapes in May
Now the sands become a crust
And most of you have gone away

Come Susy dear, let's take a walk
Just out there upon the beach
I know you'll soon be married
And you want to know where the winds come from
Well it's never said at all
On the map that Carrie reads
Behind the clock back there you know
At the four winds bar

Hey, hey, hey, hey
Four winds at the four winds bar
Two doors locked and windows barred
One door let to take you in
The other one just mirrors it

Hey, hey, hey, hey

In hellish glare and inference
The other one's a duplicate
The queenly flux, eternal light
Or the light that never warms
Or the light that never ever warms
Or the light that never never warms never warms

The clock strikes twelve and moondrops burst
Out at you from their hiding place
Miss Carrie nurse and Suzy dear
Would find themselves at the four winds bar
It's the nexus of the crisis
And the origin of storms
Just the place to hopelessly
Encounter time and then came me

Hey, hey, hey, hey

Call me Desdenova, eternal light
These gravely digs of mine
Will surely prove a sight
And don't forget my dog, fixed and consequent

Astronomy...a star (repeat infinitely)
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: webcrawler on October 16, 2005, 02:39:00 PM
Ohio
lyrics by Neil Young

--------

Tin soldiers and Nixon coming,
We're finally on our own.
This summer I hear the drumming,
Four dead in Ohio.

Gotta get down to it
Soldiers are gunning us down
Should have been done long ago.
What if you knew her
And found her dead on the ground
How can you run when you know?

Gotta get down to it
Soldiers are gunning us down
Should have been done long ago.
What if you knew her
And found her dead on the ground
How can you run when you know?

Tin soldiers and Nixon coming,
We're finally on our own.
This summer I hear the drumming,
Four dead in Ohio.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Botched Programming on October 18, 2005, 03:03:00 PM
Well I'm packing up my game and I'm a head out west
Where real women come equipped with scripts and fake breasts
Find a nest in the hills chill like Flynt
Buy an old drop top find a spot to pimp
And I'm a Kid Rock it up and down your block
With a bottle of scotch and watch lots of crotch
Buy yacht with a flag sayin' chillin the most
Then rock that bitch up and down the coast
Give a toast to the sun, drink with the stars
Get thrown in the mix and tossed out of bars
Sip the Tiajuana ...I wanna roam
Find the old town chillin fools then come back home
Start an escort service, for all the right reasons
And set up shop at the top of four seasons
Kid Rock and I'm the real mccoy
And I'm headin' out west sucker...because I wanna be a

Cowboy baby
With the top let back and the sunshine shining
Cowboy baby
West coast chillin with the Boone's Wine
I wanna be a Cowboy baby
Ridin at night cause I sleep all day
Cowboy baby
I can smell a pig from a mile away

I bet you'll hear my whistle blowin when my train rolls in
It goes (whistle) like dust in the wind
Stoned pimp, stoned freak, stoned out of my mind
I once was lost, but now I'm just blind
Palm trees and weeds, scabbed knees and rice
Get a map to the stars, find Heidi Fleiss
And if the price is right I'm gonna make my bid boy
And let Cali-for-ny-aye know why they call me

Cowboy baby
With the top let back and the sunshine shining
Cowboy baby
West coast chillin with the Boone's Wine
I wanna be a Cowboy baby
Ridin at night cause I sleep all day
Cowboy baby
I can smell a pig from a mile away

Yeah...Kid Rock...you can call me Tex
Rollin sunset woman with a bottle of Becks
Seen a slimmy in a vette, rolled down my glass
And said, Yeah this dick fits right in your ass
No kiddin, gun slingin, spurs hittin the floor
Call me Hoss, I'm the Boss, with the sauce in the horse
No remorse for the sherrif, in his eye I ain't right
I'm gonna paint his town red, and paint his wife white HUH
Cause chaos, rock like Amadeus
Find West Coast pussy for my Detroit players
Mack like mayors, ball like Lakers
They told us to leave, but bet they can't make us
Why they wanna pick on me...lock me up and stored away my key
I ain't no G, I'm just a regular failure
I ain't straight outta Compton I'm straight out the trailer
Cuss like a sailor...drink like a Mick
My only words of wisdom are just, Radio Edit
I'm flickin my Bic up and down that coast and
Keep on truckin until it falls into motion

Cowboy
With the top let back and the sunshine shining
Cowboy
Spend all my time at Hollywood and Vine
Cowboy
Ridin at night cause I sleep all day
Cowboy
I can smell a pig from a mile away
Cowboy
With the top let back and the sunshine shining
Cowboy
With the top let back and the sunshine shining
Cowboy
Hollywood and Vine
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: webcrawler on October 18, 2005, 11:17:00 PM
One of my personal favs of his. I like to imagine when he says "think straight sinners" he's talking about the assholes in straight. lol.

KID ROCK LYRICS

"You Never Met A Motherfucker Quite Like Me"

Yep
I've been on the cover of the Rolling Stone
I met the president when I was half stoned
I been so high I've gotten confused
I been beat down, broke and used
Motherfucker
I drank with hank, talked blues with Billy
Rocked with Run sang with shotgun Willy
Went from small time philly to big time Bobby
From 3 day old chili to saki with wosabi

I'm home hey I'm home
You never met a motherfucker quite like me
Not like me, dida dada like me, hey like me

No more bein' poured drink specials at winners
Or being ignored by the think straight sinners
I used to smoke pinners while my moms made dinner
Now I smoke bombs and rock with Lynyrd skynyrd
No beginners here I'm a seasoned vet
Educated on jazz by my man Amed
Heard again my friend I been the world n back
But I'm Michigan boy can you feel that

And I'm home
You never met a motherfucker quite like me
Not like me, God damn like me, hey hey like me

Never thought I'd go as far in life as this
Never made par and I could give 2 shits
Never wanted sell cars cause my dad was a dick
Never wanted a guitar 'till I heard a lick like this

And from the depths of dixie to my northern spots
You know its time to rock when ole glory drops

I pimp through town with the top laid back
Black hat, fine blonde, cold pabst in my lap
I'll adapt
To any and all situations
Thats why the call me the pimp of the nation
Hey bitch you best believe I live in the woods not your world of greed
Might, a little weed might a little yeah
I'm so proud to be living in the USA

You've never met a motherfucker quite like me
Hey hey like me, da di da da stay like me, hey hey hey like me
You aint ever met and you aint never going meet
You never met a ,never met a ,never never never never met a
Motherfucker quite like me
You aint never met a mother like me
Hey you aint never never never never never met someone like me
(Hey hey)
Never met like me,
(Hey hey)
(Hey dude hey)
Never met a mother like me
(Come on, hey)
And you never, and never gonna never gonna meeeeeet
(Hey come on already)
You never meeeeeeeet
(stop)
What?
(Dude, theres more to life that just you)
hahaha
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on October 18, 2005, 11:17:00 PM
Varnished weeds in window jars
Tarnished beads on tapestries
Kept in satin boxes are
Reflections of love's memories

Letters from across the seas
Roses dipped in sealing wax
Valentines and maple leaves
Tucked into a paperback

Guess I'll throw them all away
I found someone to love today

Dark with darker moods is he
Not a golden Prince who's come
Through columbines and wizardry
To talk of castles in the sun

Still I'll take a chance and see
I found someone to love today

There's a sorrow in his eyes
Like the angel made of tin
What will happen if I try
To place another heart in him

In a Bleeker Street cafe
I found someone to love today
I found someone to love today
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: webcrawler on October 19, 2005, 04:27:00 PM
"We Stand Alone"   :tup:  :tup:  :tup:  :tup:

Here it is, once again,
tales of betrayal by the ones we call our friends
took us long to get where we are
now we're told what we've done is wrong

We all started with something to say
was it our different views or jealousy in the way
now you're the ones setting the rules
just like the establishment you're so against
lay down your laws, say what you will
tell me i'm wrong and i'll defy you

Who are you to make up rules and put us down ?
with our friends, we'll stay to the end
and if it comes down to it, we'll stand alone
Here it is once again, tales of conformity
by the ones who would be king
we never set out to impress anyone
it's just an outlet, our chance to be heard
at first you said we hated to much
now you say we just can't hate enough
now you're screaming that we've changed
we've grown up but our beliefs are still the same
it's still an outlet for anger and strife
but one more thing, it's also our life

(We) we don't need any help (stand alone)
our beliefs are strong enough to (stand alone)
our desire's burning deep, in our hearts
it's in ourheads, it's in our souls
(we) we defy your fucking lies (stand alone)
you question our beliefs (stand alone)
our desire's burning deep, in our hearts
it's in our heads, it's in our souls (stand alone)

We stand alone

People from the past, they dont want to hear us
the ones they call our peers, they just fear us
ain't handin' no lies but reality comes off as cold
what you hear from me comes from deep down inside us
this just ain't a song of defiance, i'm just tellin' you how it goes

We stand alone
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Helena Handbasket on October 20, 2005, 06:04:00 PM
Here's to all you "cop-outs" and renouncers... and tell me the "he" in these verses don't describe the person selling the programs to the parents?  Polaroid Babies?  Not quite - but adequate to describe the devout followers.
 

===
Calling it Quits - Aimee Mann
-Bachelor No. 2 (or the last remains of the dodo)

He?s a serious master
Shake his hand and he?ll twist your arm
With monopoly money
We?ll be buying the funny farm
So I?ll do flips,
And get paid in chips
From a diamond as big as the Ritz--
Then I?m calling it quits

Eyes the color of candy
Lies to cover the handicap
Though your slippers are ruby
You?ll be led to the booby trap
And there?s no prize,
Just a smaller size
So I?m wearing the shoe til it fits--
Then I?m calling it quits

Now he?s numbering himself among the masterminds
Cause he?s hit upon the leverage of valentines
Lifting dialogue from Judy Garland storylines
Where get-tough girls turn into goldmines

But oh, those polaroid babies
Taking chances with rabies
Happy to tear me to bits--
Well, I?m calling it quits
Yes, I?m calling it quits.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Nihilanthic on October 20, 2005, 10:37:00 PM
Maybe this could help y'all figure out whats going on in the mind of niles... here are two songs I REALLY like and am listening to a lot when 'Im rocking out' (Petermann, eat your fucking heart out <3)

Jerk-Off

Use to be a bunch of assholes that lived in this part of the building here,
but we systematically removed them like you would any kind of termite or roach (This is just spoken at the intro... read into it what you will, the song itself beings below)

Someone told me once
that there's a right and wrong,
and that punishment
would come to those
who dare to cross the line.

But it must not be true
for jerk-offs like you.
Maybe it takes longer to catch a total asshole.
but I'm tired of waiting.
Maybe it's just bullshit and I should play GOD,
and shoot you myself.
Because I'm tired of waiting.

Consequences dictate
our course of action
and it doesn't matter what's right.
It's only wrong if you get caught.
If consequences dictate
my course of action
I should play GOD
and shoot you myself.
I'm very tired of waiting.

I should
kick you,
beat you,
fuck you,
and then shoot you in your fucking head.

Intolerance


I don't want to be hostile
And I don't want to be dismal
But I don't want to rot in
An apathetic existance

See, I want to believe you
And I wanted to trust you
And I want to have faith to
Put away the dagger

But you lie, cheat and steal
You lie, cheat and steal
You lie, cheat and steal
And yet I tolerate you

You lie, cheat and steal
You lie, cheat and steal
You lie, cheat and steal
And yet I tolerate you

Veil of virtue hung to hide your method
While I smileing and laughing and dance
And sing and praise your glory
Shroud of virtue hung to mask your stigma
As I smile and laugh and dance
And sing your glory
While you

Lie, cheat and steal
You lie, cheat and steal
You lie, cheat and steal
How can I tolerate you?

You lie, cheat and steal
You lie, cheat and steal
You lie, cheat and steal
How can I tolerate?

Our guilt, our blame
I've been far too sympathetic
Our blood, our fault
I've been far too sympathetic

I am not innocent
You are not innocent
No one is innocent

You lie, cheat and steal
You lie, cheat and steal
You lie, cheat and steal
You lie, cheat and steal

You lie, cheat and steal
You lie, cheat and steal
You lie, cheat and steal
You lie, cheat and steal

You lie, cheat and steal
You lie, cheat and steal
You lie, cheat and steal
You lie, cheat and steal
(crescendo)
You lie, cheat and steal
You lie, cheat and steal
You lie, cheat and steal
You lie, cheat and steal

I will no longer tolerate you
Even if I must go down beside you
I must go down beside you
No one is innocent

say what you will about the sweet miracle of unquestioning faith, I consider a capacity for it terrifying and absolutely vile.
--Kurt Vonnegut, American author

Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: starry-eyed pirate on October 22, 2005, 06:28:00 PM
BLACK SABBATH - "Into the Void" From Master of Reality:

Rocket engines burning fuel so fast
Up into the night sky they blast
Through the Universe the engines whine
Could it be the end of man and time ??
Back on Earth the flame of life burns low
Everywhere is misery and woe
Pollution kills the air, the land, the sea
Man prepares to meet his destiny.

Rocket engines burning fuel so fast
Up into the black sky so vast
Burning metal through the atmosphere
Earth remains in worry, hate and fear.
With the hateful battles raging on
Rockets flying to the glowing sun.
Through the empires of eternal void.
Freedom from the final suicide.

Freedom fighters sent out to the sun
Escape from brainwashed minds and pollution.
Leave the Earth to all it's sin and hate
Find another world where freedom waits.
Past the stars in fields of ancient void
Through the shields of darkness where they find
Love upon a land a world unknown
Where the sons of Freedom make their home.
Leave the Earth to Satan and his slaves
Leave them to their future in their graves
Make a home where love is there to stay
Peace and happiness in every day.

 ::dove::
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on October 22, 2005, 08:37:00 PM
Hell yeah, "Into the Void" rocks!  Saw them play that one a few years back, it RAWKED live.....
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Nihilanthic on October 23, 2005, 03:52:00 AM
:nworthy:  :nworthy:  :nworthy:  :nworthy:

That song fucking RULES. Reminds me of my thoughts as a child and a teenager.

Nothing is denied to well-directed labor, and nothing is ever to be
attained without it.
--Joshua Reynolds (1723-1792)

Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: starry-eyed pirate on October 24, 2005, 08:27:00 PM
METALLICA - "For Whom the Bell Tolls" from Ride the Lightning

Make his fight on the hill in the early day
Constant chill deep inside
Shouting gun, on they run through the endless grey
On they fight, for they are right, yes but who's to say ??
For a hill men would kill, why ??  They do not know
Suffered wounds test their pride
Men of 5, still alive through the raging glow
Gone insane from the pain that they surely know

For whom the bell tolls
Time marches on
For whom the bell tolls

Take a look to the sky just before you die
It is the last time he will
Blackened roar massive roar fills the crumbling sky
Shattered goal fills his soul with a ruthless cry
Stranger now, are his eyes, to this mystery
He hears the silence so loud
Crack of dawn, all is gone except the will to be
Now they see what will be, blinded eyes to see

For whom the bell tolls
Time marches on
For whom the bell tolls
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: starry-eyed pirate on October 24, 2005, 08:51:00 PM
METALLICA - "Escape" from the "Ride the Lightning" album(1984)

Feel no pain, but my life aint easy
I know I'm my best friend
No one cares, but I'm so much stronger
I'll fight until the end
To escape from the true false world
Undamaged destiny
Can't get caught in the endless circle
Ring of stupidity

Out for my own, out to be free
One with my mind, they just can't see
No need to hear things that they say
Life's for my own to live my own way

Rape my mind and destroy my feelings
Don't tell me what to do
I don't care now, 'cause I'm on my side
And I can see through you
Feed my brain with your so-called standards
Who says that I aint right
Break away from your common fashion
See through your blurry sight

Out for my own, Out to be free
One with my mind, they just can't see
No need to hear things that they say
Life's for my own to live my own way

See them try to bring the hammer down
No damn chains can hold me to the ground

Life's for my own to live my own way...
Life's for my own to live my own way...
Life's for my own to live my own way...

 ::dove::
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: starry-eyed pirate on October 24, 2005, 10:08:00 PM
See...Metallica was like my favorite band jus' before i was kidnapped by the str8 cult.  i was a bad heavy metal listenin' anarchist hippie kid who knew better than to believe the lies i was told.  i wouldn' go to school.  Metallica validated my beliefs.  i'm still pretty much the same.  My experience in str8 only strengthened my conviction that all authority is false.

Today i was listenin' to "Ride the Lightning".  First i put on "For Whom the Bell Tolls".  i was listenin' to all the words real close.  That was followed rather serendipituosly by "Fade To Black".  i had a lot of profound thoughts this mornin' while i was listenin' to the music. Peace.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on October 24, 2005, 11:53:00 PM
What about the authority of the heart, conviction that is your birthright just for standing tall.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on October 25, 2005, 12:02:00 AM
I am Governor Jerry Brown
My aura smiles
And never frowns
Soon I will be president

Carter power will soon go away
I will be Fuhrer one day
I will command all of you
Your kids will meditate in school

California Uber Alles
Uber Alles California

Zen fascists will control you
100% natural
You will jog for the master race
And always wear the happy face

Close your eyes, can't happen here
Big Bro' on white horse is near
The hippies won't come back you say
Mellow out or you will pay

California Uber Alles
Uber Alles California

Now it is 1984
Knock knock at your front door
It's the suede/denim secret police
They have come for your uncool neice

Come quitely to the camp
You'd look nice as a drawstring lamp
Don't you worry, it's only a shower
For your clothes here's a pretty flower

Die on organic poison gas
Serpent's egg's already hatched
You will crack, you little clown
When you mess with President Brown

California Uber Alles
Uber Alles California
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on October 25, 2005, 12:04:00 AM
Last call for alcohol.
Last call for your freedom of speech.
Drink up. Happy hour is now enforced by law.
Don't forget our house special, it's called a Trickie Dickie Screwdriver.
It's got one part Jack Daniels, two parts purple Kool-Aid,
and a jigger of formaldehyde
from the jar with Hitler's brain in it we got in the back storeroom.
Happy trails to you. Happy trails to you.

I am Emperor Ronald Reagan
Born again with fascist cravings
Still, you made me president

Human rights will soon go 'way
I am now your Shah today
Now I command all of you
Now you're going to pray in school
I'll make sure they're Christian too

California Uber alles
Uber alles California

Ku Klux Klan will control you
Still you think it's natural
Nigger knockin' for the master race
Still you wear the happy face

You closed your eyes, can't happen here
Alexander Haig is near
Vietnam won't come back you say
Join the army or you will pay

California Uber alles
Uber alles California

Yeah, that's it. Just relax.
Have another drink, few more pretzels, little more MSG.
Turn on those Dallas Cowboys on your TV.
Lock your doors. Close your mind.
It's time for the two-minute warning.

Welcome to 1984
Are you ready for the third world war?!?
You too will meet the secret police
They'll draft you and they'll jail your niece

You'll go quitely to boot camp
They'll shoot you dead, make you a man
Don't you worry, it's for a cause
Feeding global corporations' claws

Die on our brand new poison gas
El Salvador or Afghanistan
Making money for President Reagan
And all the friends of President Reagan

California Uber alles
Uber alles California
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on October 25, 2005, 12:09:00 AM
Who wrote those lyrics please.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on October 25, 2005, 12:43:00 AM
Jello Biafra (of the Dead Kennedys)
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: starry-eyed pirate on October 25, 2005, 04:46:00 PM
Quote
On 2005-10-24 20:53:00, Anonymous wrote:

"What about the authority of the heart, conviction that is your birthright just for standing tall."


Yeah.  Well, when i write "authority" i mean like an external force.  Follow your heart.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: webcrawler on October 26, 2005, 12:57:00 AM
Cry baby, cry baby, cry baby,
Honey, welcome back home.

I know she told you,
Honey I know she told you that she loved you
Much more than I did,
But all I know is that she left you,
And you swear that you just don?t know why,
But you know, honey I?ll always,
I?ll always be around if you ever want me
Come on and cry, cry baby, cry baby, cry baby,
Oh honey, welcome back home.

Don?t you know, honey,
Ain?t nobody ever gonna love you
The way I try to do ?
Who?ll take all your pain,
Honey, your heartache, too ?
And if you need me, you know
That I?ll always be around if you ever want me
Come on and cry, cry baby, cry baby, cry baby,
Oh daddy, like you always saying to do.

And when you walk around the world, babe,
You said you?d try to look for the end of the road,
You might find out later that the road?ll end in detroit,
Honey, the road?ll even end in kathmandu.
You can go all around the world
Trying to find something to do with your life, baby,
When you only gotta do one thing well,
You only gotta do one thing well to make it in this world, babe.
You got a woman waiting for you there,
All you ever gotta do is be a good man one time to one woman
And that?ll be the end of the road, babe,
I know you got more tears to share, babe,
So come on, come on, come on, come on, come on,
And cry, cry baby, cry baby, cry baby.

And if you ever feel a little lonely, dear,
I want you to come on, come on to your mama now,
And if you ever want a little love of a woman
Come on and baby baby baby babe babe baby now
Cry baby yeah.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: starry-eyed pirate on October 26, 2005, 07:43:00 AM
Sweet. :smile:
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: webcrawler on October 26, 2005, 04:12:00 PM
I could listen to these guys all day and never get sick of 'em.


Ain't got nobody that I can depend on
Ain't got nobody that I can depend on

Ain't got nobody that I can depend on

Ain't got no one tengo a nadie
That I know of no tengo a nadie
That I can depend on no tengo a nadie
Ain't got no one

Got nobody
That I can depend on no tengo a nadie
Ain't got nobody that I can depend on
No tengo a nadie.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: webcrawler on October 26, 2005, 10:51:00 PM
Damn this is a great song!

Always sitting around me and my man.
I don't want no body
Always sitting right there
Looking at me and that man
Be it my mother, my brother, or my sister
Would you believe? I'll get up, put on some clothes,
Go out and help them find somebody for themselves
If I can. Yes I will.

Now I don't mind company
Because company's alright with me every once and a while
Yes it is.
I tell you I don't mind company
Because company's alright with me every once in a while, yeah.
But oh, when me and that man get to loving
I tell you girls I dig you, but I just don't have time
To sit and chit and sit and chit chat and smile.

Don't send me no doctor
Filling me up with all of those pills
I got me a man named ?Dr. Feelgood'
And oh, yeah that man takes care of all my pains and my ills.
His name is Dr. Feelgood in the morning.
Taking care of business is really this man's game.
And after one visit to Dr. Feelgood
You'd understand why Feelgood is his name

Oh yeah, oh good God Almighty the man sure makes me feel real

Goooooooooooooooooooood!!!!!!

Mood

Clear out everybody - two's company, three's a crowd, if you know what I'm saying!
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Nonconformistlaw on October 26, 2005, 11:45:00 PM
Joey, baby - don't get crazy
Detours, fences...I get defensive
I know you've heard it all before
So I don't say it anymore
I just stand by and watch you
Fight your secret war
Although I used to wonder why
I used to cry till I was dry
Still sometimes I get a strange pain inside
Oh, Joey, if you're hurting so am I

Joey, honey - I got some money
All is forgiven. Listen, listen
And if I seem to be confused
I didn't mean to be with you
And when you said I scared you
Well I guess you scared me too
But we got lucky once before
And if you're somewhere out there
Passed out on the floor
Oh Joey, I'm not angry anymore
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on October 28, 2005, 02:34:00 PM
If you twist and turn away
If you tear yourself in two again
If I could, yes I would
If I could, I would
Let it go
Surrender
Dislocate

If I could throw this
Lifeless lifeline to the wind
Leave this heart of clay
See you walk, walk away
Into the night
And through the rain
Into the half-light
And through the flame

If I could through myself
Set your spirit free
I'd lead your heart away
See you break, break away
Into the light
And to the day

To let it go
And so to fade away
To let it go
And so fade away

I'm wide awake
I'm wide awake
Wide awake
I'm not sleeping
Oh, no, no, no

If you should ask then maybe they'd
Tell you what I would say
True colors fly in blue and black
Bruised silken sky and burning flag
Colors crash, collide in blood shot eyes

If I could, you know I would
If I could, I would
Let it go...

This desperation
Dislocation
Separation
Condemnation
Revelation
In temptation
Isolation
Desolation
Let it go

And so fade away
To let it go
And so fade away
To let it go
And so to fade away

I'm wide awake
I'm wide awake
Wide awake
I'm not sleeping
Oh, no, no, no
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on October 28, 2005, 11:19:00 PM
Quote
On 2005-10-28 11:34:00, Anonymous wrote:

"If you twist and turn away

If you tear yourself in two again

If I could, yes I would

If I could, I would

Let it go

Surrender

Dislocate



If I could throw this

Lifeless lifeline to the wind

Leave this heart of clay

See you walk, walk away

Into the night

And through the rain

Into the half-light

And through the flame



If I could through myself

Set your spirit free

I'd lead your heart away

See you break, break away

Into the light

And to the day



To let it go

And so to fade away

To let it go

And so fade away



I'm wide awake

I'm wide awake

Wide awake

I'm not sleeping

Oh, no, no, no



If you should ask then maybe they'd

Tell you what I would say

True colors fly in blue and black

Bruised silken sky and burning flag

Colors crash, collide in blood shot eyes



If I could, you know I would

If I could, I would

Let it go...



This desperation

Dislocation

Separation

Condemnation

Revelation

In temptation

Isolation

Desolation

Let it go



And so fade away

To let it go

And so fade away

To let it go

And so to fade away



I'm wide awake

I'm wide awake

Wide awake

I'm not sleeping

Oh, no, no, no"


Pleased to meet you!

Hope you guess my name


He did that during the last verse at Live Aid.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on November 02, 2005, 11:34:00 PM
Life
Coast to coast
White hot as a ghost
When you live
In a countdown

Time
Is free as a jailbird
At least that's what I heard
When you live
In a hideout

Love
Comes cheap at a swapmeet
It all comes so dirt cheap
When you live
In a bedroom

Love
Cuts deep as a razor
But that ain't amazin'
When you live
In a cancer

Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah

Mind
Gets scrambled like eggs
Get bruised and erased
When you live
In a brainstorm

Noise
Seems logically right
Ringing ears in the night
When you live
In an airport

Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah

Hard hearted Alice
Is what we want to be
Hard hearted Alice
Is what you want to see

Hard hearted Alice
Is what we want to be
Hard hearted Alice
Is what you want to see
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on November 03, 2005, 01:22:00 PM
My love she speaks like silence,
Without ideals or violence,
She doesn't have to say she's faithful,
Yet she's true, like ice, like fire.
People carry roses,
Make promises by the hours,
My love she laughs like the flowers,
Valentines can't buy her.

In the dime stores and bus stations,
People talk of situations,
Read books, repeat quotations,
Draw conclusions on the wall.
Some speak of the future,
My love she speaks softly,
She knows there's no success like failure
And that failure's no success at all.

The cloak and dagger dangles,
Madams light the candles.
In ceremonies of the horsemen,
Even the pawn must hold a grudge.
Statues made of match sticks,
Crumble into one another,
My love winks, she does not bother,
She knows too much to argue or to judge.

The bridge at midnight trembles,
The country doctor rambles,
Bankers' nieces seek perfection,
Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring.
The wind howls like a hammer,
The night blows cold and rainy,
My love she's like some raven
At my window with a broken wing.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Second Skin on November 03, 2005, 02:55:00 PM
I could be the next to see
That there'll be nobody there
If you feel excited
Throw your hands into the air

No one can judge you baby
Who don't live your life
I need the resistance held by
Your astrological sign

So now I'm caught in the middle
You're next to me
I swim with the fishes
Who come from the sea
The dolphins were monkeys
That didn't like the land
Should I be walking on the beach
Then I'd be holding your hand

I could be the next to see
That there'll be nobody there
If you feel excited
Throw your hands into the air

No one can judge you baby
Who don't live your life
I need the resistance held by
Your astrological sign

So now I'm caught in the middle
You're next to me
No one alive can lock the door of your dreams
Caught in the middle
You're next to me
I swim with the fishes
Who come from the sea
The dolphins were monkeys
That didn't like the land
Should I be walking on the beach
Then I'd be holding your hand

If you feel excited
Throw your hands into the air
If you feel excited
Throw your hands into the air
If you feel excited
Throw your hands into the air

No one can judge you baby
Who don't live your life
I need the resistance
Held by your astrological sign
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Nonconformistlaw on November 04, 2005, 01:28:00 PM
No more carefree laughter
silence ever after
walking through an empty house
tears in my eyes
here is where the story ends
this is goodbye

Knowing me, knowing you
there is nothing we can do
knowing me, knowing you
we just have to face it
this time we?re through
breaking up is never easy I know
but I have to go
knowing me, knowing you
it?s the best I can do

Mem?ries, good days, bad days
they?ll be with me always
in these old familiar rooms
children would play
now there?s only emptiness
nothing to say

Knowing me, knowing you
there is nothing we can do
knowing me, knowing you
we just have to face it
this time we?re through
breaking up is never easy I know
but I have to go
knowing me, knowing you
it?s the best I can do
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on November 05, 2005, 11:30:00 PM
http://human-highway.bosco.net/lyrics/l ... 5.html#010 (http://human-highway.bosco.net/lyrics/lyrics-45.html#010)
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Botched Programming on November 08, 2005, 04:49:00 PM
She struts into the room
Well I don't know her
But with a magnifying glance
I just sort of looked her over, hmm
We have a drink or two
Well, maybe three
And then suddenly she starts telling me
Her life story
She says

Baby, if you wanna be my lover
You better take me home
'Cause it's a long long way to paradise
And I'm still on my own

Told her that I came
From Detroit City
And I played guitar
In a long-haired rock and roll band
She asked me why
The singer's name was Alice
I said listen, baby
You really wouldn't understand

And I said

Oh baby, if you wanna
Be my lover
You better take me home
'Cause it's a long long way to paradise
And I'm still on my own

Oh baby, if you wanna
Be my lover
You better take me hoooooome
'Cause it's a long long way to paradise
And I'm still on my oooooown

Ooooooh
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on November 10, 2005, 11:42:00 AM
Sitting alone in the den
watching the eel
help me find my way home watching the eel
burrows it's head in the sand
daylight has come
there shall be rest in a while
daylight has come

I can not repeal
the words of the golden eel

who can explain all these thoughts racking my mind
an endless barrage of shit racking my mind
the eel offered his help I can't understand
speaking it's truth from the bank
now I can see

I can not repeal the words of the golden eel
I can not repeal the words of the golden eel
(solo)

I can not reveal the words of the golden eel.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on November 10, 2005, 04:56:00 PM
dead leaves and the dirty ground
when I know you're not around
shiny tops and soda pops
when I hear your lips make a sound
when I hear your lips make a sound

thirty notes in the mailbox
will tell ya that I'm coming home
and I think I'm gonna stick around
for a while so you're not alone
for a while so you're not alone

if you can hear a piano fall
you can hear me coming down the hall
if I can just hear your pretty voice
I don't think I need to see at all
don't think I need to see at all

soft hair and a velvet tongue
I wanna give ya what you give to me
and every breath that is in your lungs
is a tiny little gift to me
is a tiny little gift to me

I didn't feel so bad 'til the sun went down
then I come home
no one to wrap my arms around
wrap my arms around

well any man with a microphone
can tell you what he loves the most
and you know why you love at all
if you're thinking of the holy ghost
if you're thinking of the holy ghost
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on November 10, 2005, 05:06:00 PM
Flaming Lips--"Drug Machine In Heaven"


Every time that we fly together
Our plane blows up in the sky
We're workin' in an explosives factory
Cause we don't care if we die

Everything, everything, everything that I wish
Give us a 20th century Jesus guy
And he could make us rich

You've known me for a million years
And I've been chewed up by all your gears
I don't wanna be no one else
I like it here, 'cause I like hell.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on November 10, 2005, 09:37:00 PM
Looking for a chateau
Twenty-one rooms but one will do
Looking for a chateau
Twenty-one rooms but one will do
I don't want to buy it
I just want to rent it for an hour or two

I met an old mistake
Walking down the street today
I met an old mistake
Walking down the street today
I didn't want to be mean about it
But I didn't have one good word to say


West L.A. fadeaway
West L.A. fadeaway
Little red light on the highway
Big green light on the speedway, hey hey hey


I had a steady job
Hauling items for the mob
I had a steady job
Hauling items for the mob
Y'know the pay was pathetic
It's a shame those boys couldn't be more copacetic


I meet a West L.A. girl
Already know what I need to know
I meet a West L.A. girl
I already know what I need to know
Name, address and phone number
Lord and just how far to go


West L .A. Fadeaway
West L. A. Fadeaway
Little red light on the highway
Big green light on the speedway, hey hey hey


Looking for a chateau
Twenty-one rooms but one will do
Looking for a chateau
Twenty-one rooms but one will do
I don't want to rent it
I just want to use it for a minute or two


West L. A. Fadeaway
West L. A. Fadeaway
Little red light on the highway
Big green light on the speedway, hey hey hey
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on November 10, 2005, 11:27:00 PM
It will find you at the bottom of a bottle
It will find you at the needle?s end
It will find you when you beg and steal and borrow
It will follow you into a stranger?s bed

It will find you when they serve you with the papers
It will find you when the locks have changed again
It will find you when you?ve called in all your favors
It will meet you at the bridge?s highest ledge

So baby don?t look down, it?s a long way
The sun will come around to a new day

So hold on
Love will find you
Hold on
He?s right behind you now
Just turn around
And love will find you

It will find you when the doctor?s head is shaking
It will find you in a boardroom, mostly dead
It will crawl into the foxhole where you?re praying
It will curl up in your halfway empty bed

So baby don?t believe that it?s over
Maybe you can?t see ?round the corner?

To hang between two thieves in the darkness
Love must believe you are worth it
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on November 11, 2005, 09:16:00 AM
I'll let a train be my feet
If it's too far to walk to you
If a train don't go there I'll get a jet or a bus
Because I'm going to find you
You're going to see me shadow soon around you
And my head is my only house unless it rains

I walk the meadow plains
Water deserts are my eyes until I find you
I won't sleep until I find you
I won't eat until I find you
My heart won't beat until
I wrap my arms around you

My arms are just two things in the way
Until I can wrap them around you
You can make my sad song happy
Make a bad world good
I can feel you out there moving
You're mine, I know I'll find you
And my head is my only house until I've found you

I hate to have other people hear me sing this song
If this reaches you before I do
Follow it to "I love you"
That's where I'll find you
And my head is my only house until I find you
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: starry-eyed pirate on November 11, 2005, 11:56:00 AM
Babys' into runnin' 'round and hangin' with the crowd / puttin' your business in the street, talkin' 'bout it now /  Sayin' you bought her this 'n' that / and how much you done spen' / i swear she must believe it's all heavensent / Pretty(??)boy, better bring the check around / to the sad, sad truth, the dirty low down / OO-oo-OOoo i wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who .... taught her how to talk like that...OO-oo-OOoo i wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who...gave her that big idea...

Nothin' you can't handle, nothin' you aint got / put your money on the table 'n' drive it off the lot. / Turn on that ol' lovelight...

OK, i'm listenin' to it right now, tryin' ta get the lyrics right, but i can't tell what he says right there...sounds like "try ta make it through ...",i dunno: "life" or "the Night", i dunno.

"...I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder WwhooOOooOO...got you thinkin' like that...

OO-oo-OOooOO I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder WwhoOOooOO...put those ideas in your head."

Bad tune, shit he's got a couple of 'em on this CD
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: starry-eyed pirate on November 11, 2005, 12:01:00 PM
Who wrote "Worth It" ??
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on November 11, 2005, 07:29:00 PM
Quote
On 2005-11-11 09:01:00, starry-eyed pirate wrote:

"Who wrote "Worth It" ??"

 
 Artist :   Nichole Nordeman
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: try another castle on November 12, 2005, 01:25:00 AM
I found a book on how to be invisible
Take a pinch of keyhole
And fold yourself up
You cut along the dotted line
You think inside out
And you?re invisible

Eye of Braille
Hem of anorak
Stem of wallflower
Hair of doormat

I found a book on how to be invisible
On the edge of the labyrinth
Under a veil you must never lift
Pages you must never turn
In the labyrinth
You stand in front of a million doors
And each one holds a million more
Corridors that lead to the world
Of the invisible
Corridors that twist and turn
Corridors that blister and burn

Eye of Braille
Hem of anorak
Stem of wallflower
Hair of doormat

Is that the wind from the desert song?
Is that an autumn leaf falling?
Or is that you, walking home?
Is that the wind from the desert song?
Is that an autumn leaf falling?
Or is that you, walking home?
Is that a storm in the swimming pool?

You take a pinch of keyhole
And fold yourself up
You cut along the dotted lines
And think inside out
You jump ?round three times
You jump into the mirror
And you?re invisible
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: dragonfly on November 12, 2005, 09:35:00 AM
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Helena Handbasket on November 12, 2005, 05:36:00 PM
Virus of the Mind
Heather Nova
---
"Virus Of The Mind"

While I was watching this talk show the other day
And on it there was this guy
And he was saying "When you let other people tell you what's right
when you leave your instinct and your own truth behind he said
that's a virus of the mind,
that's a virus of the mind"
Well I guess it's kinda like loosing your sight
For a second you think that they might be right
And it feeds the doubts that you have inside
It almost starts to feels like a crime
To follow your own rhythm and rhyme

I'm pretty happy, living in my
My own sweet time, living in my
I'm pretty happy, and I don't need your
Virus of the mind
Your virus of the mind

Well I went to this party thing last night
A lot of people I hadn't seen in a long long time
And they wanted to know about my life
But making me feel like it wasn't quite right
Like "Where's is your kids?" and "Where is you car?"
I said "I don't have either but I have a guitar"
And I ended up feeling like I was a freak
So I found some wine and something to eat
I talked to the dog to pass the time
I told myself "I'm doing just fine"
It's just a virus of the mind

It's just a virus of the mind
I'm pretty happy, living in my
My own sweet time, living in my
Yeah I'm pretty happy, and I don't need your
Virus of the mind
Your virus of the mind

It's in the deep of your soul, it's on the tip of your tongue
It's the feeling you get, when you feel young
It's in the sound of a beat, it's in the base of your spine
It's in your gut reaction, yeah every time
But they tell you what you should have, they tell you who you should be
It's in the pictures and ads and in the magazines
I'm kicking it off like a bug in the breeze
Cause is anyone out there inside me
I say "Is anyone out there inside me?"
I say "Is anyone?"

I'm pretty happy, living in my
My own sweet time, living in my
Yeah I'm pretty happy, and I don't need your
Virus of the mind

I'm pretty happy, living in my
My own sweet time, living in my
Yeah I'm pretty happy, and I don't need your
Virus of the mind
Your virus of the mind
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Second Skin on November 13, 2005, 01:26:00 PM
Soul in isolation
I can hear you breathing down the hall
Soul in isolation
I can hear you crying through the walls
And if I had a mind to now
I could call to you
Or I could simply shut you out
No more would you cry

I'll give you my time to kill
But you'll never never
Break my will
Or I could sink a sleeping pill
And in the morning could be
Sleeping still
But most of you are much too ill
Way beyond a surgeon's skill
In bondage to a dollar bill
What more can you buy?

Oh, when you think on it
We're all
Souls in isolation
Alive in here
I'm alive in here

Come here
A word in your ear
You can't go back to the trees

Big bad giant standing tall
Crushing all the creatures
Great and small
I'd like to see this giant fall
When will it come

Words that rattle round my head
Struck by lightning someone said
A diamond bullet through the head
Hits me right in the brain
Are they right in the brain?

Will I see the jailer's face
Did my mother bring me to this place
Will I live to see his face
Will others come to take my place
In total isolation
Surrounded by crowds
Too many tears
From too many clowns
Isolation
Surrounded by crowds
In another world
Head in the clouds
I'm alive in here
I scream
But you still don't hear
I'm alive in here
I'm alive
Turn on the light

When you think on it
We're all souls in isolation
I'm alive in here
I'm alive

We're always searching for something
Searching
Dear dear dead days I'm longing for you
Sweetest virgin
Now deflowered
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on November 13, 2005, 11:47:00 PM
As some warn victory, some downfall
Private reasons great or small
Can be seen in the eyes of those that call
To make all that should be killed to crawl
While others say don't hate nothing at all
Except hatred.

Disillusioned words like bullets bark
As human gods aim for their mark
Made everything from toy guns that spark
To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark
It's easy to see without looking too far
That not much
Is really sacred.

While preachers preach of evil fates
Teachers teach that knowledge waits
Can lead to hundred-dollar plates
Goodness hides behind its gates
But even the president of the United States
Sometimes must have
To stand naked.

An' though the rules of the road have been lodged
It's only people's games that you got to dodge
And it's alright, Ma, I can make it.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: try another castle on November 14, 2005, 04:54:00 AM
Shit fuck hell damn shit fuck shit
Fuck
Shit-for-brains asshole dickweed all right
You're a motherfucker and I hate you
Fuck shit hell damn shit fuck

Fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you
Fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you

I'm pissed
I'm pissed
I'm so pissed off
I'm so fucking pissed

You take everything and then you left me
You took all my shit you left me nothing
Now I'm getting really angry
I feel like I'm gonna fucking explode
You think you're gonna get away with this?
Fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you
Fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you

I'm pissed
I'm pissed
I'm so pissed off
I'm so fucking pissed

Shit-for-brains asshole fuckface
You're a motherfucker and I hate you
Shit fuck hell damn shit fuck
You can eat the corn out of my shit
Fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you
Fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you

I'm pissed
I'm pissed
I'm so pissed off
I'm so fucking pissed
Pissed
Pissed
Pissed
I've been so mad lately
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on November 14, 2005, 09:39:00 AM
Quote
You can eat the corn out of my shit

I like it. :flame: :rofl:
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on November 14, 2005, 01:05:00 PM
When your mother sends back all your invitations
And your father to your sister he explains
That you're tired of yourself and all of your creations
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?

Now when all of the flower ladies want back what they have lent you
And the smell of their roses does not remain
And all of your children start to resent you
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?

Now when all the clowns that you have commissioned
Have died in battle or in vain
And you're sick of all this repetition
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?

When all of your advisers heave their plastic
At your feet to convince you of your pain
Trying to prove that your conclusions should be more drastic
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?

Now when all the bandits that you turned your other cheek to
All lay down their bandanas and complain
And you want somebody you don't have to speak to
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on November 14, 2005, 01:05:00 PM
Quote
On 2005-11-14 06:39:00, Froderik wrote:

"
Quote
You can eat the corn out of my shit

I like it. :flame: :rofl:"


Kinda reminds me of a scene in "Full Metal Jacket" when Joker meets up with Cowboy's squad.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on November 14, 2005, 01:24:00 PM
I really need to watch that movie already.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on November 14, 2005, 01:25:00 PM
I can't stand it for another day
When you live so many miles away.
Nothing here is gonna make me stay,
(You) took me over, let me find a way.

I sold my house
I sold my motor, too.
All I want is to be next to you.
I'd rob a bank
Maybe steal a plane.
You took me over,
Think I'm goin' insane.

What can I do,
All I want is to be next to you.
What can I do,
All I want is to be next to you.

I've had a thousand girls or maybe more,
But I've never felt like this before.
But I just don't know what's come over me,
You took me over, take a look at me.

What can I do,
All I want is to be next to you.
What can I do,
All I want is to be next to you.

All I want is to be next to you,
All I want is to be next to you,
All I want is to be next to you.

So many times I used to give a sign
Got this feeling, gonna lose my mind.
When all it is is just a love affair.
You took me over baby, take me there.

What can I do
All I want is to be next to you
What can I do
All I want is to be next to you
What can I do
All I want is to be next to you
What can I do
All I want is to be next to you.

All I want is to be next to you...
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Second Skin on November 14, 2005, 02:12:00 PM
It?s just coincidence
Well, you can talk that way
But I have to say, I don?t believe in it
It was a chill of chance,
I decided to dance the days away

And I wasn?t worried at all
Sneaking through the back door
No, I wasn?t worried at all
Dreams are what you live for

Waiting for the light to turn green
Carry me home
To the kindest eyes that I?ve ever seen
Carry me home
Well, can you tell me how will it be now ?
How will it be ?
Can you tell me how will it be now ?
How will it be ?

Well we were yoonger then
And the days were long and slow
But were we wiser then ?
I couldn?t say, I wouldn?t know

But I wasn?t worried at all
I had someone to run to
And I wasn?t worried at all
I knew which way the wind blew

Counting out the chaos and gloom
Carry me home
And I watched the ceiling spin?round the room
Carry me home
Well, can you tell me how will it be now ?
How will it be ?
Can you tell me how will it be now ?
How will it be ?

In the real world, how would it be ?
In the cold world, how would it be ?
In the lonely world, how would it be ?
Will the ghosts stop following me ?

No, now drawn into the sun
He was the only one

And so I?ll remember you
I?ll remember the days and the thousands of ways you pulled me through
And dream of all the things you?ve seen
Of all the faces and all the places you have been
Now you have no phone and you have no name and you have no number
And it comes to an end in the blink of an eye and it makes me wonder...
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on November 14, 2005, 03:20:00 PM
Sleep lay behind me like a broken ocean
Strange waking dreams before my eyes unfold
You lay there sleeping like an open doorway
I stepped outside myself and felt so cold

Take a look at my new toy
It'll blow your head in two, oh boy

Truth hits everybody
Truth hits everyone
Oh, oh, oh
Truth hits everybody
Truth hits everyone
Truth hits everybody
Truth hits everyone

I thought about it and my dream was broken
I clutch at images like dying breath
And I don't want to make a fuss about it
The only certain thing in life is death

Take a look at my new toy
It'll blow your head in two, oh boy

Truth hits everybody
Truth hits everyone
Oh, oh, oh
Truth hits everybody
Truth hits everyone
Truth hits everybody
Truth hits everyone

Where you want to be
Won't you ever see

Truth hits everybody
Truth hits everyone
Oh, oh, oh
Truth hits everybody
Truth hits everyone
Truth hits everybody
Truth hits everyone
Truth hits everybody
Truth hits everyone
Now
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: webcrawler on November 14, 2005, 11:42:00 PM
There's a war going down between my brothers tonight,
I don't want no war going down, going down tonight.

Stop this war
Stop this war

Civilization? Ha! I call it as I see it.
I call it bullshit, you know, I still cannot believe it
Our evolution now has gone the way of hate
A world evolved resolved in this stupid fate

Stop this war
Stop this war

All so different yeah, I say we're all the same
All caught, you know, in the division game.
Self destruction fast impending like a bullet.
No one can stop it, once it's fired, no one can control it.

Stop this war
Stop this war

A final word, wait it's not a call to action
We ain't no sect, no, this ain't no fucking faction.
Unity, unity, unity you've heard it all before.
This time it's not exclusive - we want to stop a war.

Stop this war
Stop this war

Ain't nothing wrong with another unity song
Ain't nothing wrong with another unity song
Ain't nothing wrong
Ain't nothing wrong
Ain't nothing wrong
Ain't nothing wrong with a unity song

Stop this war
Stop this war

Unity, as one stand together
Unity, evolution's gonna come
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on November 15, 2005, 09:06:00 AM
Advertising signs that con you
Into thinking you're the one
That can do what's never been done
That can win what's never been won
Meantime life outside goes on
All around you.

You lose yourself, you reappear
You suddenly find you got nothing to fear
Alone you stand with nobody near
When a trembling distant voice, unclear
Startles your sleeping ears to hear
That somebody thinks
They really found you.

A question in your nerves is lit
Yet you know there is no answer fit to satisfy
Insure you not to quit
To keep it in your mind and not fergit
That it is not he or she or them or it
That you belong to.

Although the masters make the rules
For the wise men and the fools
I got nothing, Ma, to live up to.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Second Skin on November 16, 2005, 03:43:00 PM
Is it my imagination
Or have I finally found
Something worth living for?
I was looking for some action
But all I found was cigarettes and alcohol

You could wait for a lifetime
To spend your days in the sunshine
You might as well do the white line
Cos when it comes on top

You gotta make it happen!

Is it worth the aggravation
To find yourself a job
When there's nothing worth working for?
It's a crazy situation
But all I need are cigarettes and alcohol!

You could wait for a lifetime
To spend your days in the sunshine
You might as well do the white line
Cos when it comes on top

You gotta make it happen!
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: try another castle on November 16, 2005, 10:28:00 PM
One, two, three
She's a real left-winger 'cause she been down south
And held peasants in her arms, she said
"I could tell you stories that could make you cry. What about you?"
I said, "Me too. I could tell you a story that would make you cry."
And she sighed, "Ahh."

I said, "I want to be a singer like Lou Reed."
"I like Lou Reed," she said, sticking her tongue in my ear.
"Let's go, let's sit, let's talk, politics go so good with beer.
"And while we're at it, baby, why don't you tell me one of your
biggest fears?"
I said, "Losing my penis to a whore with disease."
"Just kidding," I said. "Losing my life to a whore with disease."
She said, "Excuse me, please?"
I said, "Losing my life to a whore with disease."
I said, "Please."
"Well, I'm a humble guy with healthy desire
"Don't give me no shit because."

I've been tired, I've been tired, I've been tired
I've been tired, I've been tired, I've been tired

I told the tale of a girl but I call her a woman
She's a little bit older than me
Strong legs, strong face, voice like milk, breasts like a cluster of
grapes
I can't escape the ways she raise me

She'll make you feel like Solomon
Be one of your babies even if you have no one
(And while we're at it baby, why don't you tell me one of your biggest
fears?)
Took my sleep after setting my loins on fire
Well, that's okay because

I've been tired, I've been tired, I've been tired
I've been tired, I've been tired, I've been tired
I've been tired, I've been tired, I've been tired
I've been tired, I've been tired, I've been tired
I've been tired, I've been tired, I've been tired
T-I-R-E-D spells it, spells it, spells it, spells it
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on November 22, 2005, 06:16:00 PM
Your body may be gone, I'm gonna carry you in.
In my head, in my heart, in my soul.
And maybe we'll get lucky and we'll both live again.
Well I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. Don't think so.

Well that is that and this is this.
You tell me what you want and I'll tell you what you get.
You get away from me. You get away from me.
Collected my belongings and I left the jail.
Well thanks for the time, I needed to think a spell.
I had to think awhile. I had to think awhile.

The ocean breathes salty, won't you carry it in?
In your head, in your mouth, in your soul.
And maybe we'll get lucky and we'll both grow old.
Well I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I hope so.

Well that is that and this is this.
You tell me what you want and I'll tell you what you get.
You get away from me. You get away from me.
Collected my belongings and I left the jail.
Well thanks for the time, I needed to think a spell.
I had to think awhile. I had to think awhile.

Well that is that and this is this.
Will you tell me what you saw and I'll tell you what you missed,
when the ocean met the sky.
You missed when time and life shook hands and said goodbye.
When the earth folded on itself.
And said "Good luck, for your sake I hope heaven and hell
are really there, but I wouldn't hold my breath."
You wasted life, why wouldn't you waste death?
You wasted life, why wouldn't you waste death?

The ocean breathes salty, won't you carry it in?
In your head, in your mouth, in your soul.
The more we move ahead the more we're stuck in rewind.
Well I don't mind. I don't mind. How the hell could I mind?

Well that is that and this is this.
You tell me what you want and I'll tell you what you get.
You get away from me. You get away from me.

Well that is that and this is this.
Will you tell me what you saw and I'll tell you what you missed,
when the ocean met the sky.
You wasted life, why wouldn't you waste the afterlife?
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on November 22, 2005, 06:20:00 PM
We're goin' down the road towards tiny cities made of ashes
Gonna hit you on the face gonna punch you in your
glasses. Oh no!
I just got a message that said "Yeah hell is freezin' over"
I Got a phone call from the Lord sayin' "Hey boy get a
sweater. Right now"
So we're drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' coca-coca-cola
I can feel it rollin' right on down
Oh right on down my throat
And as we're headed down the road towards tiny cities
made of ashes
I'm gonna get dressed up in plastic gonna shake hands
with the masses. Oh no!
Does anybody know a way that a body could get away
Does anybody know a way
Were goin' down the road towards tiny cities made of ashes
I'm goin' to hit you on the face I'm goin' to punch you in your
glasses. Oh no!
I'm wearin' myself a t-shirt that says "The world is my ashtray"
Our hearts pump dust and our hairs all grey
And I just got a message sayin' that hell has frozen over
Got a phone call from the Lord sayin' "Hey boy get a
sweater. Right now!"
Does anybody know a way that a body could get away
Does anybody know a way
Were drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' coca-coca-cola
I can feel it rollin' right on down oh right on down my throat
And as we're headed down the road towards tiny cities
made of ashes
I'm gonna lay down in the spa where they coat you
in molasses. Oh no!
Does anybody know a way that a body could get away
Does anybody know a way
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on November 23, 2005, 05:14:00 PM
A) waltzing matilda

Waltzing matilda whipped out her wallet
The sexy boy smiled in dismay
She took out four twenties 'cause she liked round figures
Everybody's a queen for a day
Oh, babe, i'm on fire and you know how i admire your -
- body why don't we slip away
Although i'm sure you're certain, it's a rarity me flirtin'
Sha-la-la-la, this way

Oh, sha-la-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la
Hey, baby, come on, let's slip away

Luscious and gorgeous, oh what a hunk of muscle
Call out the national guard
She creamed in her jeans as he picked up her means
From off of the formica topped bar
And cascading slowly, he lifted her wholly
And boldly out of this world
And despite people's derision
Proved to be more than diversion
Sha-la-la-la, later on

And then sha-la-la-la-la, he entered her slowly
And showed her where he was coming from
And then sha-la-la-la-la, he made love to her gently
It was like she'd never ever come
And then sha-la-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la
When the sun rose and he made to leave
You know, sha-la-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la
Neither one regretted a thing


B) street hassle

Hey, that cunt's not breathing
I think she's had too much
Of something or other, hey, man, you know what i mean
I don't mean to scare you
But you're the one who came here
And you're the one who's gotta take her when you leave
I'm not being smart
Or trying to be cold on my part
And i'm not gonna wear my heart on my sleeve
But you know people get all emotional
And sometimes, man, they just don't act rational
They think they're just on tv

Sha-la-la-la, man
Why don't you just slip her away

You know, i'm glad that we met man
It really was nice talking
And i really wish that there was a little more time to speak
But you know it could be a hassle
Trying to explain myself to a police officer
About how it was that your old lady got herself stiffed
And it's not like we could help
But there was nothing no one could do
And if there was, man, you know i would have been the first
But when someone turns that blue
Well, it's a universal truth
And then you just know that bitch will never fuck again
By the way, that's really some bad shit
That you came to our place with
But you ought to be more careful around the little girls
It's either the best or it's the worst
And since i don't have to choose
I guess i won't and i know this ain't no way to treat a guest
But why don't you grab your old lady by the feet
And just lay her out on the darkened street
And by morning, she's just another hit and run
You know, some people got no choice
And they can't never find a voice
To talk with that they can even call their own
So the first thing that they see
That allows them the right to be
Why they follow it, you know, it's called bad luck


C) slipaway

Believe me, that it's just a lie
That's what she tells her friends
'cause the real song, the real song
Which she won't even admit to herself
Beat narrow heart, the song lots of people know
It's a painful song
It'll only say the truth
It lasts for sad songs
Penny for a wish
A wish won't make you a soldier
A pretty kiss or a pretty face
Can't have it's way
The tramps like us who were born to play

Love is gone away
And there's no one here now
And there's nothing left to say
But, oh, how i miss him, baby
Oh, baby, come on and slip away
Come on, baby, why don't you slip away

Love is gone away
Took the rings off my fingers
And there's nothing left to say
But, oh how, oh how i need him, baby
Come on, baby, i need you baby
Oh, please don't slip away
I need your loving so bad, babe
Please don't slip away
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on November 25, 2005, 09:07:00 AM
time is gettng near
time is gettingnear
to set the record straight
and let 'em know how it really is


[refrain]

set the fuckers on fire
hear their pitiful screams
smell the flesh as it sizzles
hear their pitiful screams
squirt lighter fluidi in their eyes
to heart them screm some more


It is true that it hangs from the pants
it is true so true
let it freely swing and then we all will know
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on November 25, 2005, 01:40:00 PM
Walking on his highways
We leave the land
And float inside the dark, black water

Robin flies again

She flew low over the highways
And I saw the wind
Blowing back her barbie doll hair

Robin flies again

And in a kitchen in Kentucky
She thinks she's Peter Pan
And in the bottom of a concrete basement

Robin flies again
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Second Skin on November 28, 2005, 02:33:00 AM
Hey hey, my my
Rock and roll can never die
There's more to the picture
Than meets the eye.
Hey hey, my my.

Out of the blue and into the black
You pay for this, but they give you that
And once you're gone, you can't come back
When you're out of the blue and into the black.

The king is gone but he's not forgotten
Is this the story of johnny rotten?
It's better to burn out 'cause rust never sleeps
The king is gone but he's not forgotten.

Hey hey, my my
Rock and roll can never die
There's more to the picture
Than meets the eye.[ This Message was edited by: Second Skin on 2005-11-27 23:34 ]
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Second Skin on December 03, 2005, 03:39:00 PM
You only see what your eyes want to see
How can life be what you want it to be
You're frozen
When your heart's not open

You're so consumed with how much you get
You waste your time with hate and regret
You're broken
When your heart's not open

Mmmmmm, if I could melt your heart
Mmmmmm, we'd never be apart
Mmmmmm, give yourself to me
Mmmmmm, you hold the key

Now there's no point in placing the blame
And you should know I suffer the same
If I lose you
My heart will be broken

Love is a bird, she needs to fly
Let all the hurt inside of you die
You're frozen
When your heart's not open


If I could melt your heart
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on December 04, 2005, 09:14:00 PM
If every word I said
Could make you laugh
I'd talk forever
I ask the sky just what we had
Mmm It shone forever

If the song I sing to you
Could fill your heart with joy
I'd sing forever
Forever
Forever
I've been so happy loving you

Do do do do do do do do do together my love

Let the love I have for you
Live in your heart
And beat forever
Forever
Forever
I've been so happy loving you

Baby just let me sing it my baby
I wanna be singin' my baby
Baby baby baby my baby
I wanna be singin'
I wanna be singin' my baby
Oh oh oh oh
My my my my my my

So I'm goin' away
Mmm but not forever
Na na na na
I gotta love you anyway

Forever
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on December 08, 2005, 10:03:00 PM
I went downtown
For something to do
Couldn't find nothing, said I
Couldn't find nothing to do
I was hanging round in bars
I was wasting time
Your face made my past
Look like a lousy dime

Cos you're never alone with a Smith and Wesson baby
You're never alone when you come round here
Wild kinetic rivers of sorrow
Riding to hell on rails of fear

Sitting in a restaurant
Waiting for 6 A.M.
The waitress was rough
And the milk was skim
Sunlight blasting through the window
Nearly drove me blind
Just like the light
On the front of that 12.05

Cos you're never alone with a Smith and Wesson baby
You're never alone when you come round here
Wild kinetic rivers of sorrow
Riding to hell on rails of fear

Tonight I shot
My Valparaiso street lights
Wasted dogs for hanging 'round the dawn
Visions fading down
The streets of science
Lizard king is
Leading me on

Cos you're never alone with a Smith and Wesson baby
You're never alone when you come round here
Wild kinetic rivers of sorrow
Riding to hell on rails of fear
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: starry-eyed pirate on December 11, 2005, 11:25:00 AM
Oh, Once upon a mid-nite dearie
I woke with something in my head
I couldn't escape the memory
of a phone call and of what you said
Like a game show contestent with aparting gift
I could notbelieve my eyes
When I saw thru the voice of a trusted friend
Who needs to humor me and tell me lies
Yeah, humor me and tell me lies
AndI'll lie too and say I don't mind
And as we seek so shall we find
And when you're feelin open I'll still be here
But not without a certain degree of fear
Of what will be with you and me
I still can see things hopefully.

But you-ou
Why you wanna give me a run-around ??
Is it a sure-fire way to speed things up
When all it does is s-low me down.

And shake me and my confidence
About a great many things
But I've been there. I can see it cower
Like a nervous magician waiting in the wings
Of a bad play where the heroes are right
And nobody thinks or expects too much
And Hollywoods calling for the movie rights
Singin' "Hey babe, let's keep in touch,
Hey Baby, let's keep in touch"
But I want more than a touch, I want you to reach me
And show me all the things no-one else can see
So what you feel becomes mine as well
And soon if we're lucky we'd be unable to tell...
What's yours' and mine, the fishin's fine
And it doesn't have to rhyme, so don't'cha feed me a line.

But you-ou
Why you wanna give me arun-around ??
Is it a sure-fire way to speed things up
When all it does is s-low me down.

Tra-la-la-la-la bomba dear, this is the pilot speakin'
And I've got some news for you
It seems my ship still stands no matter what you drop
And there aint a whole lot that you can do.
Oh, sure the banner may be torn and the winds' gotten colder.
Perhaps I've grown a little cynical
But I know no matter what the waitress brings
I shall drink in and always be full
My cup shall always be full.
Oh, I like coffee
And I like tea
I'd like to be able to enter a final plea
I still got this dream that you just can't shake
I love you to the point you can no longer take.
Well alright, Okay
So be that way.
I hope and pray
That there's somethin' left to say.

But you-ou
Why you wanna give me a run-around ??
Is it a sure-fire way to speed things up
When all it does is s-low me down.

But you-ou
Why you wanna give me a run-around ??
Is it a sure-fire way to speed things up
When all it does is s-low-o me down.

Love this tune,  Blues Traveller aint one of my favorite bands, not that they suck either, but they have a couple of exceptional songs.  This is one of them.  Fuckin' killer lyrics.

 ::dove::
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: starry-eyed pirate on December 11, 2005, 11:29:00 AM
While I'm here, my daughter wants to print a smiley face so here we go.

         


                       


                    ::rainbow::
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Botched Programming on December 15, 2005, 09:37:00 AM
You know I've smoked a lot of grass
O' Lord, I've popped a lot of pills
But I never touched nothin'
That my spirit could kill
You know, I've seen a lot of people walkin' 'round
With tombstones in their eyes
But the pusher don't care
Ah, if you live or if you die

God damn, The Pusher
God damn, I say The Pusher
I said God damn, God damn The Pusher man

You know the dealer, the dealer is a man
With the love grass in his hand
Oh but the pusher is a monster
Good God, he's not a natural man
The dealer for a nickel
Lord, will sell you lots of sweet dreams
Ah, but the pusher ruin your body
Lord, he'll leave your, he'll leave your mind to scream

God damn, The Pusher
God damn, God damn the Pusher
I said God damn, God, God damn The Pusher man

Well, now if I were the president of this land
You know, I'd declare total war on The Pusher man
I'd cut him if he stands, and I'd shoot him if he'd run
Yes I'd kill him with my Bible and my razor and my gun

God damn The Pusher
Gad damn The Pusher
I said God damn, God damn The Pusher man
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: fuckbuddy on December 15, 2005, 09:45:00 AM
Well I´m here looking through an old picture frame
Just waiting for the perfect view
I hope something special will step in to my life
Another fine edition of you
A pin-up done in shades of blue
Sometimes you find a yearning for the quiet life
The country air and all it?s joys
But badgers couldn?t compensate at twice the price
For just another night with the boys oh yeah
And boys will be boys, will be boys
They say love´s a gamble, hard to win, easy lose
And while sun shines you´d better make hay
So if life is your table and fate is the wheel
Then let the chips fall where they may
In modern times the modern way

And as I was drifting past the lorelei
I heard those slinky sirens wail - whooo
So look out sailor when you hear them croon
You´ll never been the same again oh no
Their crazy music drives you insane - this way

So love, leave me...do what you will
-who knows what tomorrow might bring?
Learn from your mistakes is my only advice
And stay cool is still the main rule
Don?t play yourself for a fool
Too much cheesecake too soon
Old money´s better than new
No mention in the latest tribune
And don´t let this happen to you
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on December 19, 2005, 11:21:00 AM
When I was small I believed in Santa Claus
Though I knew it was my dad
And I would hang up my stocking at Christmas
Open my presents and I'd be glad

But the last time I played Father Christmas
I stood outside a department store
A gang of kids came over and mugged me
And knocked my reindeer to the floor

They said:
Father Christmas, give us some money
Don't mess around with those silly toys.
We'll beat you up if you don't hand it over
We want your bread so don't make us annoyed
Give all the toys to the little rich boys

Don't give my brother a Steve Austin outfit
Don't give my sister a cuddly toy
We don't want a jigsaw or monopoly money
We only want the real McCoy

Father Christmas, give us some money
We'll beat you up if you make us annoyed
Father Christmas, give us some money
Don't mess around with those silly toys

But give my daddy a job 'cause he needs one
He's got lots of mouths to feed
But if you've got one, I'll have a machine gun
So I can scare all the kids down the street

Father Christmas, give us some money
We got no time for your silly toys
We'll beat you up if you don't hand it over
We want your bread so don't make us annoyed
Give all the toys to the little rich boys

Have yourself a merry merry Christmas
Have yourself a good time
But remember the kids who got nothin'
While you're drinkin' down your wine

Father Christmas, give us some money
We got no time for your silly toys
Father Christmas, please hand it over
We'll beat you up, so don't make us annoyed

Father Christmas, give us some money
Don't mess around with those silly toys
We'll beat you up if you don't hand it over
We want your bread, so don't make us annoyed
Give all the toys to the little rich boys
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Botched Programming on December 22, 2005, 01:56:00 PM
Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the day
I just can?t wait till christmas time
When I can grope you in the hay

Easy come, easy go
Have a good time with lots of dough
Slippin? up high, slippin? down low
Love?m and leave?m on with the show

Listen, I like female form in minimal dress
Money to spend with a capital ?s?
Get a date with the woman in red
Wanna be in heaven with three in a bed

He got it, I want it
They got it, I can?t have it
But I want it, it don?t matter
She got it, but I can?t get it
I want a mistress for christmas

Easy come, easy go
Slippin? high, slippin? low

He got it, I want it
They got it, I can?t have it
I want it, don?t matter
She got it, and I can?t get a -
Mistress for christmas

You know what I?m talkin? about
I want the woman in red with bow in my bed

I can hear you coming down my smoke stack
I wanna ride on your raindeer honey and ring the bells
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Second Skin on December 28, 2005, 01:01:00 PM
Heaven is a place to be
Where everything you want comes to be
But I can't stay here
I'm not free
This is how it is with me

I can hear you
At the door
House, car, satellite
Sell me more
Viva visa divinity
Sapping all my energy

You can run away
Lose your mind
Soft in the middle
And you're flying blind
Ties on collar
Ties that bind
This is what you leave behind

Shiver
In a single kiss
Endless pleasure
Endless bliss
My last fifteen minutes will consist of this
Is it worth it?
Yes it is
You're the catalyst

Feasting on some wild suburban boar
Don't you always yearn for something more?
Si senior

I shiver when i think of you

Shiver
When I count the days
I shiver at your touch
I yearn to stay
You know I'm crazy
But that's OK
Heaven is a glance from you

Instant Karma
In my mind
I shiver at your touch
You look devine
All those years
Have been so unkind
But another hit and I'll be fine

I shiver when I think of you
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: fuckbuddy on December 30, 2005, 11:11:00 PM
I'm in love with the world through the eyes of a girl
Who's still around the morning after
We broke up a month ago and I grew up I didn't know
I'd be around the morning after
It's always been wait and see
A happy day and then you pay
And feel like shit the morning after
But now I feel changed around and instead falling down
I'm standing up the morning after
Situations get fucked up and turned around sooner or later
And I could be another fool or an exception to the rule
You tell me the morning after
Crooked spin can't come to rest
I'm damaged bad at best
She'll decide what she wants
I'll probably be the last to know
No one says until it shows and you see how it is
They want you or they don't
Say yes
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Second Skin on January 06, 2006, 12:43:00 AM
I'll say good-bye
I've got to go
No more catching fishes throwing wishes at the world below
I'll say good-bye
And spread my wings I've got to go
got to fly

Through Phoney Tony's flying flags
Hacks, rats and media slags
No more hanging with the cats
I leave this world tomorrow

I gave myself
So very very long ago
To the stars yeah
I stopped by to wish you good-bye
It's very very sad I know
I have to fly
I have to fly

You know I'm going to miss you more
Than anyone will ever know
the Levy-blues and the Kippax roaring tide
But I have sworn to follow

A little piece of my heart

To the stars

So sad to be leaving you
So sad to be leaving you

Sadder than you'll ever know
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Nonconformistlaw on January 06, 2006, 04:04:00 PM
I hear the strangest things echo through the walls
Crash bang boom bang bump-a-dee-bump _________(?)
How much more can I stand
I pounded on the pipes
I call on the phone
Well there they go again____

Sex - Sex - Sex
Sex - Sex - Sex
Uh - Sex - Uh
Sex - Sex

I see them come I see them go
But somehow they look the same
Miniskirts and see-through shirts
A high heel crying shame
Check in and checkin' out
Well this ain't no sleaze hotel
Calling 'til the daylight comes
But check-out time is twelve

Yeah she's on the walls
The bed springs squeak
But the mating call
Makes a strong man weak

Sex - Sex - Sex
I want Apartment B
Sex - Sex - Sex
One floor on top of me
Uh - Sex - Uh
Oh baby up 'til now
Sex - Sex

My doors always open
My phones on the hook
My mailbox is waiting
My names in the book
Got ads in the paper
But nobody cares
Apartment A's lonely
The action's upstairs

Sex - Sex - Sex
Sex - Sex - Sex
Sex

Sex - Sex - Sex
I want some
Sex - Sex
You got him forget about me
Sex - Sex - Sex
Oh no
Sex - Sex
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Nonconformistlaw on January 07, 2006, 05:59:00 PM
Have you seen her?
So fine and pretty. fooled me with her style and ease.
And I feel her from across the room.
Yes, it?s love in the third degree.
Ooh, baby, baby.
Won?tcha turn your head my way?
Ooh, baby, baby.
Come on, take a chance.
You?re old enough to dance the night away.
Oh, come on, baby, dance the night away.
A live wire.
Barely a beginner, but just watch that lady go.
She?s on fire, ?cause dancing gets her higher than
Anything else she knows.
Ooh, baby, baby.
Won?tcha turn your head my way?
Ooh, baby, baby.
Well, don?t skip romance, ?cause you?re old enough to dance
The night away.
Oh, come on, baby, dance the night away.
Dance the night away.
Dance, dance, dance the night away.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: frootloop88 on January 07, 2006, 09:23:00 PM
NO WAY BACK

Lately, I?ve been living in my head
The rest of me is dead I?m dying for truth
Make me believe no more left and right
Come on take my side, I?m fighting for you
I?m fighting for you

Pleased to meet you take my hand
There is no way back from here
Pleased to meet you say your prayers
There is no way back from here
But I don?t care
No way back from here

Wake me, I?m ready something don?t seem right
I was dreaming I was talking to you
Memory, mend me, you know I?ve seen my share
Of things I can?t repair I?ll break it to you
I?ll break it to you

Pleased to meet you take my hand
There is no way back from here
Pleased to meet you say your prayers
There is no way back from here
But I don?t care
No way back from here
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on January 08, 2006, 12:11:00 AM
Good song...The Foo Fighters.  :tup:
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on January 08, 2006, 12:16:00 AM
Dancing days are here again as the summer evenings grow
I got my flower, I got my power, I got a woman who knows.

I said it's alright. You know it's alright - I guess it's all in my heart
You'll be my only, my one and only. Is that the way it should start?

Crazy ways are evident, In the way that you're wearing your clothes
Sippin' booze is precedent as the evening starts to glow.

I said it's alright. You know it's alright - I guess it's all in my heart
You'll be my only, my one and only. Is that the way it should start?

I told your mamma I'd get you home but I didn't tell her I had no car
I saw a lion he was standing alone with a tadpole in a jar.

I said it's alright. You know it's alright - I guess it's all in my heart
You'll be my only, my one and only. Is that the way it should start?

Dancing days are here again as the summer evening grows
You are my flower, you are my power You are my woman who knows.  

I said it's alright. You know it's alright - I guess it's all in my heart
You'll be my only, my one and only. Is that the way it should start?
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Matt C. Hoffman on January 09, 2006, 12:46:00 AM
All I know is something like a bird with in her sang

All I know she sang a little while and then flew on

Tell me all that you know;I'll show you snow and rain

If you hear that same sweet song again will know why

Anyone who sings a tune so sweet is passing by


Laugh in the sunshine sing cry in the dark fly thru the night

Don't you cry now
Don't you cry
Don't you cry any more

Sleep in the stars
Don't you cry
Dry your eyes on the wind

snow and rain
snow and rain
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on January 10, 2006, 02:36:00 PM
It was back at the smokehouse
I wanna get me some
I had a bottle of whisky
and a bag of wine
ya headed back to the shithouse
I had to follow ya back
remember down at the smokehouse
if you wanna get smokin' you know it's the sauce!
Yeah
If you wanna smoke me baby I the one to see
I've got what you're looking for, I'm the one to
please
Smoke
Smoke me
we're not fucking around
That chicken-shit honey
it was back at the smokehouse
back behind the shed
I was being the rooster
and you were being the hen
Ya headed back to the shithouse
ya wanna meet the boss
honey down at the smokehouse
if you wanna get smokin' you know it's the sauce!
yeah honey
if you wanna smoke me baby I don't give a goddamn
I got a rack that's cooking that's your kinda friend
I said, smoke my lank, take the bank, baby that's
goddamn good cooking
I got friend waiting in the back he's gonna give you
what you want to drink
smoke
smoke me
we ain't fuckin' around
spit and stuff
Smokehouse
we ain't fuckin' around
we ain't fuckin' around
yeah!!!!!!!
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: fuckbuddy on January 12, 2006, 12:04:00 AM
Hey, little girl
I wanna be your boyfriend
Sweet little girl
I wanna be your boyfriend
Do you love me babe?
What do you say?
Do you love me babe?
What can I say?
Because I wanna be your boyfriend
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Second Skin on January 12, 2006, 04:41:00 AM
Lyrics To:A Person Isn't Safe Anywhere These Days


As she parts her greying hair
Voices on the stair
When she turns there's someone there

Like a nightmare from the past
To the sound of splintered glass
Dance the monsters in the masks

Men of steel
Just stood laughing in the rain

Have you killed her
Someone said
As they dragged her from her bed
Kicking in her head

What kind of times are these
No one hears, no one sees
As they drive her to her knees

Men of steel
Just stood laughing in the rain

What kind of times are these
As they drive you to your knees
They just stood laughing in the rain
The rain

How can you laugh this one away
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: fuckbuddy on January 13, 2006, 01:20:00 AM
Restless little one
Comfortable and warm
Let me fall apart
Crippled in your arms

Chase me through the dark
Ready on your mark
First to reach the stars
Wins a broken heart
One that broke apart
Shattered from the start

Are you there?
Do you read me?
Are you there?
I don't feel you anymore

Cages and alarms
Keeping us from harm
I will be the guard
Hope to rest upon

Could I be the one
To break a will so strong
Pray it won't be long
Til your will is gone
Everything is done
Nothing left at all

Are you there?
Do you read me?
Are you there?
I don't feel you anymore

Are you there?
Will you give in?
Are you there?
If I give out
Over and out

Cages and alarms
Keeping us from harm
I will be the guard
Hope to rest upon
Everything is done
Nothing left at all

Are you there?
Do you read me?
Are you there?
I don't feel you anymore

Are you there?
Will you give in?
Are you there?
If I give out
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Second Skin on January 13, 2006, 01:50:00 AM
Real life is so hard
We hide in the stars
That?s where our heads are
My head and your heart

This is a black out
Don?t let it go to waste
This is a black out
I want to detonate

When you are so far
I?m falling apart
Lose all my sonar
You jam my radar

This is a black out
Don?t let it go to waste
This is a black out
I want to detonate

Sometimes I feel I?m getting stuck
Between the handshake and the fuck

You?ve got me on guard
I?ve got my head start
My head and your heart
The same in the stars

This is a black out
Don?t let it go to waste
This is a black out
I want to detonate

Sometimes I wish that I could change
I can?t save you from my poor brain

Brain
Brain
Brain
O.k.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on January 14, 2006, 01:33:00 PM
13th Floor Elevators--"Slip Inside This House"

(these guys really were the "druggie rock bands that want to dose you with LSD" that Straight warned you about.  Sl(Tr)ip inside this house as you pass by......)


Bedoin tribes ascending
From the egg into the flower,
Alpha information sending
State within the heaven shower
From disciples the unending
Subtleties of river power
They slip inside this house as they pass by

If your limbs begin dissolving
In the water that you tread
All surroundings are evolving
In the stream that clears your head
Find yourself a caravan
Like Noah must have led
And slip inside this house as you pass by.
Slip inside this house as you pass by.

True conception, knowing why
Brings even more than meets the eye
Slip inside this house as you pass by.

In this dark we call creation
We can be and feel and know
From an effort, comfort station
That's surviving on the go
There's infinite survival in
The high baptismal glow.
Slip inside this house as you pass by.

There is no season when you are grown
You are always risen from the seeds you've sown
There is no reason to rise alone
Other stories given have sages of their own.

Live where your heart can be given
And your life starts to unfold
In the forms you envision
In this dream that's ages old
On the river layer is the only sayer
You receive all you can hold
Like you've been told.

Every day's another dawning
Give the morning winds a chance
Always catch your thunder yawning
Lift your mind into the dance
Sweep the shadows from your awning
Shrink the fourfold circumstance
That lies outside this house don't pass it by.

Higher worlds that you uncover
Light the path you want to roam
You compare there and discover
You won't need a shell of foam
Twice born gypsies care and keep
The nowhere of their former home
They slip inside this house as they pass by.
Slip inside this house as you pass by.

You think you can't, you wish you could
I know you can, I wish you would
Slip inside this house as you pass by.

Four and twenty birds of Maya
Baked into an atom you
Polarized into existence
Magnet heart from red to blue
To such extent the realm of dark
Within the picture it seems true
But slip inside this house and then decide.

All your lightning waits inside you
Travel it along your spine
Seven stars receive your visit
Seven seals remain divine
Seven churches filled with spirit,
Treasure from the angels' mine
Slip inside this house as you pass by.
Slip inside this house as you pass by.

The space you make has your own laws
No longer human gods are cause
The center of this house will never die.

There is no season when you are grown
You are always risen from the seeds you've sown
There is no reason to rise alone
Other stories given have sages of their own.

Draw from the well of unchanging
Its union nourishes on
In the right re-arranging
Till the last confusion is gone
Water-brothers trust in the ultimust
Of the always singing song they pass along.

One-eyed men aren't really reigning
They just march in place until
Two-eyed men with mystery training
Finally feel the power fill
Three-eyed men are not complaining.
They can yo-yo where they will
They slip inside this house as they pass by.
Don't pass it by.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: fuckbuddy on January 14, 2006, 01:46:00 PM
Ahh...I always liked this one..very poetic.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Nonconformistlaw on January 14, 2006, 11:19:00 PM
You know I never
I never seen you look so good
You never act the way you should
But I like it
And I know you like it too
The way that I want you
I gotta have you
Oh yes, I do

You know I never
I never ever stay out late
You know that I can hardly wait
Just to see you
And I know you cannot wait
Wait to see me too
I gotta touch you

Cause baby we'll be
At the drive-in
In the old man's Ford
behind the bushes
till I'm screamin' for more
Down the basement
lock the cellar door
And baby
Talk dirty to me

You know I call you
I call you on the telephone
I'm only hoping that you're home
So I can hear you
When you say those words to me
And whisper so softly
I gotta hear you

Cause baby we'll be
At the drive-in
In the old man's Ford
behind the bushes
till I'm screamin' for more
Down the basement
lock the cellar door
And baby
Talk dirty to me

C.C. pick up that guitar and talk to me
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: fuckbuddy on January 16, 2006, 02:25:00 PM
In the silence of a grave
In the words of someone's hero
A blue television screen
Words don't mean anything
In this word factory
Replacement parts are free
Pictures of failed ideas
Only took me fifteen years

All your words cannot describe
The attitudes that lie inside
Subculture killed at birth
Got bored and slowly die

In the silence of a graveyard
Someone's talking to himself
Oh! What a letdown!
Oh! What a boring letdown!
Such a perfect face
Words are such a waste
Let me paint a picture of you
And hang it in this empty place

Can I quote from your ideas
Put your excuses on the wall
Devaluated words
Blown up to mean sod all
Oh! What a letdown!
Oh! What a boring letdown!

Did you just say something?
It must have blown away
Got bored and slowly died
Forget what you have to say
Forget what you have to say
Forget what you have to say
Forget what you have to say
Who wrote this anyway?
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on January 16, 2006, 02:47:00 PM
What I want
I want now
and it's a whole lot more
than 'anyhow'
I want to fly
fly a fountain
I want to jumpjumpjump
jump a mountain

I understand all... i see no...
destructive urges... i see no...
it seems so perfect... i see no...
i see... i see no... i see no evil

I get ideas
I get a notion
I want a nice little boat
made out of ocean.
I get your point.
You're so sharp.
Getting good reactions
with your ''BeBo'' talk.

Don't say unconscious
No don't say doom.
If you got to say it
let me leave this room
Cuz what I want
I want now
and it's a whole lot more
than 'anyhow.'

I'm runnin wild with the one i love
I see no evil
I'm runnin wild with the one-eyed ones
I see no evil
Pull down the future with the one you love
Pull down the future
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on January 16, 2006, 08:53:00 PM
Gimme the Ring, kissed and toll'd
Gimme something that I missed
A hand to hold, wild and what it seems
Kill the king, when love is the law,
And the we'll turn round...
Gimme dream child
And do you hear me call?
On the loan and on the level
...still on the floor
Sing dream child
And do you hear at all?
Hey now, hey now now, sing This Corrosion to me
Hey now, hey now now, sing This Corrosion to me
Hey now, hey now now, sing This Corrosion to me
Hey now, hey now now, sing...
Gimme siren, child and do you hear me?
Gimme siren, child, and do you hear me call?
Sing, child, of right and wrong
Gimme things that don't last long
Gimme siren, hild, and do you hear me call?
Hey now, hey now now, sing This Corrosion to me
Hey now, hey now now, sing This Corrosion to me
Hey now, hey now now, sing This Corrosion to me
Hey now, hey now now, sing...
On daze, like this
In times like these
I feel an animal deep inside
Heel to haunch on bended knees
Living on if and if I tried,
Somebody send me...please...
Dream wars and a ticket to seem
Giving out and in
Selling the don't belong
Well, what do you say
D'you have a word fro Giving Away?
Got a song for me?
Hey now, hey now now, sing This Corrosion to me
Hey now, hey now now, sing This Corrosion to me
Hey now, hey now now, sing This Corrosion to me
Hey now, hey now now, sing...
I got nothing to say I ain't said before
I bled all I can, i won't bleed no more
I don't need no one to understand
Why the blood run hold
The highered hand
On heart
hand of God
Floodland and Driven Apart
Run cold
Turn
Cold
Burn
Like a healing hand
Like a healing hand
Like a healing hand
Like a healing hand
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on January 16, 2006, 08:59:00 PM
NCL's post on "Something You Listened To...." reminded me of thses guys.  A girlfriend and I used to love to listen to these guys while we indulged in our mutual penchants for dangerous narcotics.  Ahhh, good times.......  

I alwways liked their lyrical content, I think they had a cool perspective and wit that kinda set them above most of the bands of their genre.


Sisters of Mercy--"Vision Thing"

Twenty-five whores in the room next door
Twenty-five floors and I need more
I?m looking for the can in the candy store
Two thousand hamburg four
And colours I ain?t seen before
It?s a small world and it smells funny
I?d buy another if it wasn?t for the money
Take back what I paid
For another motherfucker in a motorcade
In a long black car
With the prettiest shit
From panama
When the sirens wail
And the lights flash blue
My vision thing come
Slamming through
It?s a small world and it smells bad
I?d buy another if I had
Back
What I paid
For another motherfucker in a motorcade

Slamming through
Slamming through
What do wee need to make our world come alive?
What does it take to make us sing?
While we?re waiting for the next one to arrive?
One million points of light
One billion dollar vision thing

Another black hole in the killing zone
A little more mad in the methedrome
One blinding flash of sense
Just like the president?s
Well, I don?t mind
Out of my mind
Blizzard king
Bring it on home
It?s a small world and it smells bad
I?d buy another if I had
Back
What I paid
For another motherfucker in a motorcade

And a vision thing
And a vision thing
And a ...
Sha la la la
What do we need to make our world come alive?
What does it take to make us sing?
While we?re waiting for the next one to arrive?
One million points of light
One billion dollar vision thing

Sha la la la
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on January 18, 2006, 10:41:00 AM
Here, where the lonely hooting owl
     Sends forth his midnight moans,
Fierce wolves shall o'er my carcass growl,
     Or buzzards pick my bones.

No fellow-man shall learn my fate,
     Or where my ashes lie;
Unless by beasts drawn round their bait,
     Or by the ravens' cry.

Yes! I've resolved the deed to do,
     And this the place to do it:
This heart I'll rush a dagger through,
     Though I in hell should rue it!

Hell! What is hell to one like me
     Who pleasures never know;
By friends consigned to misery,
     By hope deserted too?

To ease me of this power to think,
     That through my bosom raves,
I'll headlong leap from hell's high brink,
     And wallow in its waves.

Though devils yell, and burning chains
     May waken long regret;
Their frightful screams, and piercing pains,
     Will help me to forget.

Yes! I'm prepared, through endless night,
To take that fiery berth!
Think not with tales of hell to fright
Me, who am damn'd on earth!

Sweet steel! come forth from our your sheath,
     And glist'ning, speak your powers;
Rip up the organs of my breath,
     And draw my blood in showers!

I strike! It quivers in that heart
     Which drives me to this end;
I draw and kiss the bloody dart,
     My last?my only friend!
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: The Butcher on January 18, 2006, 01:07:00 PM
Your pain makes me hungry! I'm hungry for pain! Your death is mine motherfucker! Don't even try to escape! Because you're mine! You are all mine! You're all in my thoughts! I will peel you like a potato! I will take out your brains and throw them to my dogs! Oh shit, you're gonna die! I'm gonna peel off your toenails like they were... cupcakes! Like they were... twinkies! You're dead, motherfucker! My life is nothing but to kill you! Revenge is mine! My words make you wanna scream like a dead dog dying from anger-- and pain-- of a dead dog! Uhhhhhh... We're gonna kick some ass tonite, motherfucker! Life! Life is mine! I take you with me! I take you, I crumble you up, I wad you into a little ball! Death picks it's teeth with your head! Life! Life is mine! Yup! Revenge is mine! My war jacks off when it sees your revenge! My war is not alone! It's the only war! Anytime you get your ass down here, kick my ass, no problem! My life is better! Don't fuck with me whatsoever! Yup! Revenge is mine! I take it and I leave it! But this one, motherfucker, is mine! And you're not gettin' it! You're the one that's gonna pay this time, buddy! No prob!
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: try another castle on January 18, 2006, 07:40:00 PM
a victim of collision on the open sea
nobody ever said that life was free
sank, swam, go down with the ship
but use your freedom of choice

i'll say it again in the land of the free
use your freedom of choice
your freedom of choice

in ancient rome there was a poem
about a dog who found two bones
he picked at one
he licked the other
he went in circles
he dropped dead

freedom of choice
is what you got
freedom of choice!

then if you got it you don't want it
seems to be the rule of thumb
don't be tricked by what you see
you got two ways to go

i'll say it again in the land of the free
use your freedom of choice
freedom of choice

freedom of choice
is what you got
freedom of choice!

in ancient rome
there was a poem
about a dog
who found two bones
he picked at one
he licked the other
he went in circles
he dropped dead

freedom of choice
is what you got
freedom from choice
is what you want
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on January 19, 2006, 10:04:00 AM
This is the age of machinery,
A mechanical nightmare,
The wonderful world of technology,
Napalm, hydrogen bombs, biological warfare,

This is the twentieth century,
But too much aggravation
It's the age of insanity,
What has become of the green pleasant fields of Jerusalem.

Ain't got no ambition, I'm just disillusioned
I'm a twentieth century man but I don't wanna be here.
My mama said she can't understand me
She can't see my motivation
Just give me some security,
I'm a paranoid schizoid product of the twentieth century.

You keep all your smart modern writers
Give me William Shakespeare
You keep all your smart modern painters
I'll take Rembrandt, Titian, Da Vinci and Gainsborough,

Girl we gotta get out of here
We gotta find a solution
I'm a twentieth century man but I don't want to die here.

I was born in a welfare state
Ruled by bureaucracy
Controlled by civil servants
And people dressed in grey
Got no privacy, got no liberty
Cos the twentieth century people
Took it all away from me.

Don't wanna get myself shot down
By some trigger happy policeman,
Gotta keep a hold on my sanity
I'm a twentieth century man but I don't wanna die here.

My mama says she can't understand me
She can't see my motivation
Ain't got no security,
I'm a twentieth century man but I don't wanna be here.

This is the twentieth century
But too much aggravation
This is the edge of insanity
I'm a twentieth century man but I don't wanna be here.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Second Skin on January 21, 2006, 12:55:00 PM
gouge away
you can gouge away
stay all day
if you want to

missy aggravation
some sacred questions
you stroke my locks
some marijuana
if you got some

gouge away
you can gouge away
stay all day
if you want to

sleeping on your belly
you break my arms
you spoon my eyes
been rubbing a bad charm
with holy fingers

gouge away
you can gouge away
stay all day
if you want to

chained to the pillars
a 3-day party
i break the walls
and kill us all
with holy fingers

gouge away
you can gouge away
stay all day
if you want to ::kiss::
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: The Elan Reporter on January 23, 2006, 07:07:00 PM
On my first day of gang bangin Greg Gruz gave to me.

A forty ounce of O.E.

On my second day of gang bangin Greg Cruz gave to me,

1 switchblade knife
and a forty ounce of O.E.

On my third day of gang bangin Greg Cruz gave to me.

An Oozie 9mm
1 switchblade knife
and a forty ounce of O.E.

On my forth day of gang bangin Greg Cruz gave to me.

Keys to his Isuzu
An Oozie 9mm
1 switchblade knife
and a forty ounce of O.E.

On my fifth day of gang bangin Greg Cruz gave to me.

2 blue du-rags
keys to his Isuzu
an Oozie 9mm
1 switchblade knife
and a forty ounce of O.E.

On my sixth day of gang bangin Greg Cruz gave to me

2 cans of spray paint
2 blue du-rags
keys to his Isuzu
an Oozie 9mm
1 switchblade knife
and a forty ounce of O.E.

On my seventh day of gang bangin Greg Cruz gave to me.

A pair of brass knuckles
2 cans of spray paint
2 blue du-rags
keys to his Isuzu
an Oozie 9mm
1 switchblade knife
and a forty ounce of O.E.

On my eighth day of gang bangin Greg Cruz gave to me.

some methamphetamine
a pair of brass knuckles
2 cans of spray paint
2 blue du-rags
keys to his Isuzu
an Oozie 9mm
1 switchblade knife
and a forty ounce of O.E.

On my ninth day of gang bangin Greg Cruz gave to me.

some stolen bling bling
some methamphetamine
a pair of brass knuckles
2 cans of spray paint
2 blue du-rags
keys to his Isuzu
an Oozie 9mm
1 switchblade knife
and a forty ounce of O.E.

On my tenth day of gang bangin Greg Cruz gave to me.

A Flava Flav DVD
some stolen bling bling
some methamphetamine
a pair of brass knuckles
2 cans of spray paint
2 blue du-rags
keys to his Isuzu
an Oozie 9mm
1 switchblade knife
and a forty ounce of O.E.

On my eleventh day of gang bangin Greg Cruz gave to me.

A "Word life, I'm a playa" T-shirt
A Flava Flav DVD
some stolen bling bling
some methamphetamine
a pair of brass knuckles
2 cans of spray paint
2 blue du-rags
keys to his Isuzu
an Oozie 9mm
1 switchblade knife
and a forty ounce of O.E.

On the twelveth day of gang bangin Greg Cruz gave to me.

3 golden teeth
A "Word life, I'm a playa" T-shirt
A Flava Flav DVD
some stolen bling bling
some methamphetamine
a pair of brass knuckles
2 cans of spray paint
2 blue du-rags
keys to his Isuzu
an Oozie 9mm
1 switchblade knife
and a forty ounce of O.E.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on January 24, 2006, 10:34:00 AM
in this land of strangers
there are dangers
there are sorrows
i can't see this lady
it is shady
i am leaving tomorrow
tomorrow
tomorrow

even there's a reason
it's silver
it's gone
in this land of strangers
there are dangers
there are sorrows
sorrows
sorrows
sorrows
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on January 25, 2006, 09:55:00 AM
Quote
On 2006-01-18 10:07:00, The Butcher wrote:

"Your pain makes me hungry! I'm hungry for pain! Your death is mine motherfucker! Don't even try to escape! Because you're mine! You are all mine! You're all in my thoughts! I will peel you like a potato! I will take out your brains and throw them to my dogs! Oh shit, you're gonna die! I'm gonna peel off your toenails like they were... cupcakes! Like they were... twinkies! You're dead, motherfucker! My life is nothing but to kill you! Revenge is mine! My words make you wanna scream like a dead dog dying from anger-- and pain-- of a dead dog! Uhhhhhh... We're gonna kick some ass tonite, motherfucker! Life! Life is mine! I take you with me! I take you, I crumble you up, I wad you into a little ball! Death picks it's teeth with your head! Life! Life is mine! Yup! Revenge is mine! My war jacks off when it sees your revenge! My war is not alone! It's the only war! Anytime you get your ass down here, kick my ass, no problem! My life is better! Don't fuck with me whatsoever! Yup! Revenge is mine! I take it and I leave it! But this one, motherfucker, is mine! And you're not gettin' it! You're the one that's gonna pay this time, buddy! No prob!"

 :lol:  :lol:  :lol:
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: try another castle on January 25, 2006, 10:00:00 PM
I was walking home from school one day
When I saw Danny standing there
I tried to show him my dirty underwear
He showed me his and nothing would compare
And he said

You're ugly
What the fuck gave birth to you?
You're ugly
And I bet your mom is too
You're ugly
Man what's with that doo?
You're ugly because you're ugly

I kinda wonder when I think back to those days
Why did all the boys get scared and run away?
So I looked in the mirror to see if it was true
My reflection looked at me like it was scared too
And it said

You're ugly
What the fuck gave birth to you?
You're ugly
And I bet your mom is too
You're ugly
Man what's with that doo?
You're ugly because you're ugly

Let me tell you guys a little story about my second grade love. His name was Danny and he looked so good this one day in his plaid Tuffskins. And everyday after school I would go pick him up at his classroom, and one day these three girls came out before he did, and this one girl named Heidi Weller had this handful of pumpkin seeds. And I said, "Let me see those
pumpkin seeds," and she said, "No." And I grabbed her hand and I said, "Let me see those pumpkin seeds now, bitch!" And I looked at them and they had Danny Irving's name written on every one of them damn pumpkin seeds and I said, "Hey bitch! That's my boyfriend! Why do you have my boyfriend's name written on all your pumpkin seeds? I'm gonna have to kick your fuckin' ass, bitch!" And you know what she had the nerve to say to me?

She said...

You're ugly
What the fuck gave birth to you?
You're ugly
And I bet your mom is too
You're ugly
Man what's with that doo?
You're ugly because you're ugly


Then I told her to turn around and bend over and I gave her another crack in her ass.

_________________
"Learn from your mistakes so that one day you can repeat them precisely."
-Trevor Goodchild
[ This Message was edited by: sorry... try another castle on 2006-01-25 19:01 ]
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: fuckbuddy on January 28, 2006, 02:00:00 PM
If I could hold on to just one thought
For long enough to know
Why my mind is moving so fast
And the conversation is slow.
Burn off all the fog
And let the sun through to the snow
Let me see your face again
Before I have to go.

I have seen you in the movies
And in those magazines at night
I saw you on the barstool when
You held that glass so tight.
And I saw you in my nightmares
But I'll see you in my dreams
And I might live a thousand years
Before I know what that means.

Once there was a friend of mine
Who died a thousand deaths
His life was filled with parasites
And countless idle threats.
He trusted in a woman
And on her he made his bets
Once there was a friend of mine
Who died a thousand deaths.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on January 28, 2006, 02:03:00 PM
If I could hold on to just one thought
For long enough to know
Why my mind is moving so fast
And the conversation is slow.
Burn off all the fog
And let the sun through to the snow
Let me see your face again
Before I have to go.

I have seen you in the movies
And in those magazines at night
I saw you on the barstool when
You held that glass so tight.
And I saw you in my nightmares
But I'll see you in my dreams
And I might live a thousand years
Before I know what that means.

Once there was a friend of mine
Who died a thousand deaths
His life was filled with parasites
And countless idle threats.
He trusted in a woman
And on her he made his bets
Once there was a friend of mine
Who died a thousand deaths.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Second Skin on January 31, 2006, 12:10:00 AM
Do what I want cause I can and if I don't
because I wanna be ignored by the stiff and the bored because I'm gonna.

Spit and retrieve cause I give and receive
because I wanna gonna get through your head what the mystery man said because I'm gonna.

Hate to say I told you so.
I do believe I told you so.

Now it's all out and you knew cause I wanted to.
Turn my back on the rot that's been planning the plot - because I'm gonna.

No need for me to wait - because I wanna.
No need two, three and too late - because I'm gonna.

Hate to say I told you so.
I do believe I told you so.

Do what I please gonna spread the disease
because I wanna gonna call all the shots for the "No"s and the
"Not"s because I wanna.

Ask me once I'll answer twice cause what I know I'll tell because I wanna.
Sound device and lots of ice I'll spell my name out loud because I wanna, oh yeah?
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Second Skin on January 31, 2006, 11:37:00 AM
In the end
You're only as great
As you truly are inside
Yes in the end
You're only as great
As the partner by your side

When all was lost
You shrank inside
Our friendship died
You slammed the door
Left me fighting for our lives

Now you're alone
You run with the wolf
Eager for the Venus moon
Now you're alone
You think that you're free
And everything you do is cool
It's time you learned
The fate of the world
Doesn't just revolve round you

And now you're chained
Your fate is sealed
Sad to see
Gethsemene
I saw you naked and revealed

It serves you right
That's what you get
You bled me dry
You wanted more
More than anyone could give

You wanted more

And now you're chained
And I Am free
You can't hurt me
Anymore
I saw you naked and revealed

It serves you right
That's what you get
You bled me dry
I gave you more
More than anyone could give

I can't give you anything

I can't give you anything
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: fuckbuddy on January 31, 2006, 01:35:00 PM
You see the world in black and white
No color or light
You think you?ll never get it right
But you?re wrong, you might
The sky could fall, could fall on me
The parting of the sea
But you mean more, mean more to me
Than any color I can see

All you ever wanted was love
But you never looked hard enough
It?s never gonna give itself up
All you ever wanted to be
Living in perfect symmetry
Nothing is as down or as up
As us

You see the world in black and white
Not painted right
You see no meaning to your life
You should try
You should try

All you ever wanted was love
But you never looked hard enough
It?s never gonna give itself up
All you ever wanted to be
Living in perfect symmetry
Nothing is as down or as up
Don?t you want to see it come soon
Floating in a big white balloon
Or given on your own silver spoon
Don?t you want to see it come down
There for throwing your arms around
And say "you're not a moment too soon"

Cause I feel low
Cause I feel low
Oh, yeah, I feel low
Oh, no
Oh

Cause I feel low
Cause I feel low
Oh, yeah, I feel low
Oh, no
Oh
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: fuckbuddy on January 31, 2006, 01:38:00 PM
And the hardest part was letting go, not taking part
It was the hardest part
And the strangest thing was waiting for that bell to ring
It was the strangest start

I could feel it go down
Bittersweet I could taste in my mouth
Silver lining the clouds
Oh, and I
I wish that I could work it out

And the hardest part was letting go, not taking part
You really broke my heart, oh
And I tried to sing but I couldn?t think of anything
And that was the hardest part
Oh, oh

I could feel it go down
You left the sweetest taste in my mouth
The silver lining the clouds
Oh and I, Oh and I,
I wonder what it's all about
I wonder what it's all about

Everything I know is wrong
Everything I do, it just comes undone
And everything is torn apart
Oh, and that?s the hardest part
That?s the hardest part
Yeah, that?s the hardest part
That?s the hardest part
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Second Skin on January 31, 2006, 02:14:00 PM
Stoned, mad and deranged
I woke one morning and the world had changed
And you were gone

Scared, chilled to the bone
I shift dimension and I can't get home
So I stand alone

Spooks still in your shell
The dead inside a living hell
Well you won't get mine

Catch me if you can
Corpses stranded in a traffic-jam
What a sad decline

Human
I am human
In an alien place

You once were human too
Murder, traitor, delegation
Here's my resignation
You once were human too

Human
I am human in an alien place

I'm a human face
In an alien place

Such an alien place
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: teachback on January 31, 2006, 02:57:00 PM
"If you have ghosts, then you have everything."
That's the only line I can recall from that song & I couldn't find the rest of the lyrics anywhere..
but the words & the name of the group seemed to fit too well with the last post to leave out..
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Second Skin on February 02, 2006, 12:27:00 AM
A sad fact widely known
The most impassionate song
To a lonely soul
Is so easily outgrown
But don't forget the songs
That made you smile
And the songs that made you cry
When you lay in awe
On the bedroom floor
And said : oh, oh, smother me mother...
No ...
Rubber ring, rubber ring, rubber ring, rubber ring
La ...

The passing of time
And all of it's crimes
Is making me sad again
The passing of time
And all of it's sickening crimes
Is making me sad again
But don't forget the songs
That made you cry
And the songs that saved your life
Yes, you're older now
And you're a clever swine
But they were the only ones who ever stood by you

The passing of time leaves empty lives
Waiting to be filled (the passing ...)
The passing of time
Leaves empty lives
Waiting to be filled
I'm here with the cause
I'm holding the torch
In the corner of your room
Can you hear me ?
And when you're dancing and laughing
And finally living
Hear my voice in your head
And think of me kindly
No ...
Rubber ring, rubber ring, rubber ring, rubber ring
La ...
No ...
Rubber ring, rubber ring, rubber ring, rubber ring

Do you
Love me like you used to ?
Oh ...
Rubber ring, rubber ring, rubber ring, rubber ring
La ...

You're clever
Everybody's clever nowadays
You're clever
Everybody's clever nowadays

You are sleeping
You do not want to believe
You are sleeping
You do not want to believe
You are sleeping
You do not want to believe
You are sleeping
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on February 02, 2006, 02:02:00 PM
Theologians
They don't know nothing
About my soul
About my soul

I'm an ocean
An abyss in motion
Slow motion
Slow motion

Inlitterati lumen fidei
God is with us everyday
That illiterate light
Is with us every night

Theologians
That don't know nothing
About my soul
Oh they don't know

They thin my heart with little things
And my life with change
Oh in so many ways
I find more missing every day

Theologians

I'm going away
Where you will look for me
Where I'm going you cannot come

No one's ever gonna take my life from me
I lay it down
A ghost is born
A ghost is born
A ghost is born

I'm an ocean
I'm all emotion
I'm a cherry ghost
Cherry ghost

Hey I'm a cherry ghost
A cherry ghost
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Nonconformistlaw on February 02, 2006, 09:00:00 PM
And the sign says "long hair freaky people need not apply"
So I put my hair under my hat and I went in to ask him why
He said you look like a fine outstanding young man I think you'll do
So I took off my hat I said "Imagine that Huh Me working for you"

Signs Signs
Everywhere there's signs
Blocking up the scenery
Breaking up my mind
Do this, don't do that
Can't you read the sign

And the sign says "Anybody caught trespassing will be shot on sight"
So I jumped the fence and I yelled at the house What gives you the right
To put up a fence And keep me out Or to keep Mother Nature in
If God was here He'd tell it to your face Man You're some kind of sinner

Signs Signs
Everywhere there's signs
Blocking up the scenery
Breaking up my mind
Do this, don't do that
Can't you read the sign

Oh Say now mister Can't you read
You got to have a shirt and tie to get a seat
You can't watch No You can't eat You ain't supposed to be here

And the sign says "You gotto have a membership card just to get inside" Huh

And the sign says "Everybody welcome Come in Kneel down and pray"
But then they passed around a plate at the end of it all
And I didn't have a penny to pay
So I got me a pen and paper And I made up my own little sign
I said Thank you Lord for thinking about me I'm alive and doing fine

Signs Signs
Everywhere there's signs
Blocking up the scenery
Breaking up my mind
Do this, don't do that
Can't you read the sign

Signs Signs
Everywhere there's signs
Blocking up the scenery
Breaking up my mind
Do this, don't do that
Can't you read the sign
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Second Skin on February 03, 2006, 01:49:00 AM
Erotica, romance
My name is Dita
I'll be your mistress tonight
I'd like to put you in a trance

If I take you from behind
Push myself into your mind
When you least expect it
Will you try to reject it
If I'm in charge
And I treat you like a child
Will you let yourself go wild
Let my mouth go where it wants to

Give it up, do as I say
Give it up and let me have my way
I'll give you love
I'll hit you like a truck
I'll give you love
I'll teach you how to...

I'd like to put you in a trance
All over
Erotic, erotic
Put your hands all over my body
Erotic, erotic

Once you put your hand in the flame
You can never be the same
There's a certain satisfaction
In a little bit of pain
I can see you understand me
I can tell that you're the same
If you're afraid, well rise above
I only hurt the ones I love

Give it up, do as I say
Give it up and let me have my way
I'll give you love
I'll hit you like a truck
I'll give you love
I'll teach you how to...


I'd like to put you in a trance
All over

Erotic, erotic
Put your hands all over my body

I'd like to put you in a trance all over
Erotica, romance
I'd like to put you in a trance
Erotica, romance
Put your hands all over my body

I don't think you know what pain is
I don't think you've gone that way
I could bring you so much pleasure
I'll come to you when you say
I know you want me
I'm not gonna hurt you
I'm not gonna hurt you, just close your eyes

Erotic, erotic
Put your hands all over my body
All over me

Erotica, romance
I'd like to put you in a trance
Erotica, romance
I like to do a different kind of
Erotica, romance
I'd like to put you in a trance
Erotica, romance
Put your hands all over my body

Only the one that hurts you
Can make you feel better
Only the one that inflicts pain
Can take it away
Eroti--ca
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on February 05, 2006, 11:39:00 AM
Quote
On 2006-01-31 11:57:00, Frank Discussion wrote:

""If you have ghosts, then you have everything."

That's the only line I can recall from that song & I couldn't find the rest of the lyrics anywhere..

but the words & the name of the group seemed to fit too well with the last post to leave out.."


Call it surprise
There it is
The moon to the left of me is a part of my thoughts and
A part of my thoughts is me.....

Or something like that.  I'll have to dig my copy of "Openers II", the book of Roky's poems and lyrics that came out a few years back......

John Wesley Harding & the Good Liars did a great cover of this song on Where the Pyramid Meets the Eye, a Roky Erickson tribute record.  Buy it now, it's one of the only releases Roky gets royalties from.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on February 05, 2006, 11:40:00 AM
Oh, yeah........there's also the great line "I don't want my fangs too long" from "If You Have Ghosts".  Roky's a fucking god!
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on February 05, 2006, 12:59:00 PM
Originally recorded by Roky Erickson's first band, The Spades, in 1965, then redone by the 13th Floor Elevators on their first album. Excellent cover done by Radio Birdman in the 70s......

Oh yeah!
Ahh!
You're gonna wake up one morning as the sun greets the dawn.
You're gonna wake up one morning as the sun greets the dawn.
You're gonna look around in your mind, girl, you're gonna find that
I'm gone.
You didn't realize,
You didn't realize,
You didn't realize,
You didn't realize,
You didn't realize.
Oh! you're gonna miss me, baby.
Oh! you're gonna miss me, baby.
Oh! you're gonna miss me, child, yeah, yeah.
I gave you the warning,
But you never heeded it.
How can you say you miss my lovin,
When you never needed it?
Yeah! Yeah! Ow!
You're gonna wake up wonderin',
Find yourself all alone,
But what's gonna stop me, baby?
I'm not comin' home.
I'm not comin' home.
I'm not comin' home.
Oh, oh, oh, yeah!
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on February 06, 2006, 12:43:00 AM
Quote
I gave you the warning,
But you never heeded it.
How can you say you miss my lovin,
When you never needed it?

Good stuff.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on February 11, 2006, 09:03:00 PM
Come you masters of war
You that build all the guns
You that build the death planes
You that build the big bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks

You that never done nothin'
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it's your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly

Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain

You fasten the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you set back and watch
When the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion
As young people's blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud

You've thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain't worth the blood
That runs in your veins

How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I'm young
You might say I'm unlearned
But there's one thing I know
Though I'm younger than you
Even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do

Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul

And I hope that you die
And your death'll come soon
I will follow your casket
In the pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I'll stand o'er your grave
'Til I'm sure that you're dead
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on February 11, 2006, 09:44:00 PM
I seen the sights
I watch the news at night
This ruble sleeps with me when I turn out the light
This city?s dirty
And its war is cold like iron
There go some gunshots and another police siren

Now Corey?s in the Navy
No more than a little baby
He didn?t mean to do the things that he did
Why was I shocked when I saw the pictures
Wasn?t I a participant
Listening to Cronkite, Bay of Tonkin

Thinkin? bout that old man
Sittin? on his porch across the street
Yellow ribbon tied around his tree
Thinkin? to myself should I really just be sittin? here just a wonderin?
Shouldn?t I go and sign up tomorrow early in the morning
Now Corey?s in the Navy
No more than a little baby
He didn?t mean to do the things that he did
Why was I shocked when I saw the pictures
Wasn?t I a participant
Listening to Cronkite, Bay of Tonkin
Listening to Walter Cronkite, Bay of Tonkin
Listening to McNamera, Bay of Tonkin
Listening to President Johnson, Bay of Tonkin
Listening to Donald Rumsfeld, Gulf of Tonkin
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Second Skin on February 12, 2006, 03:51:00 AM
I hear the roar of a big machine
Two worlds and in between
Hot metal and methedrine
I hear empire down
I hear empire down

I hear the roar of a big machine
Two worlds and in between
Love lost, fire at will
Dum-dum bullets and shoot to kill, I hear
Dive, bombers, and
Empire down
Empire down

I hear the sons of the city and dispossessed
Get down, get undressed
Get pretty but you and me,
We got the kingdom, we got the key
We got the empire, now as then,
We don't doubt, we don't take direction,
Lucretia, my reflection, dance the ghost with me

We look hard
We look through
We look hard to see for real
Such things I hear, they don't make sense
I don't see much evidence
I don't feel. I don't feel. I don't Feel

A long train held up by page on page
A hard reign held up by rage
Once a railroad
Now it's done...

I hear the roar of a big machine
Two worlds and in between
Hot metal and methedrine
I hear empire down...

We got the empire, now as then,
We don't doubt, we don't take reflection,
Lucretia, my direction, dance the ghost with me...
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Rock&Roll Nigger on February 12, 2006, 05:09:00 PM
Rock N Roll Nigger

Baby was a black sheep. Baby was a whore.
Baby got big and baby get bigger.
Baby get something. Baby get more.
Baby, baby, baby was a rock-and-roll nigger.
Oh, look around you, all around you,
riding on a copper wave.
Do you like the world around you?
Are you ready to behave?

Outside of society, they're waitin' for me.
Outside of society, that's where I want to be.

(Lenny!)

Baby was a black sheep. Baby was a whore.
You know she got big. Well, she's gonna get bigger.
Baby got a hand; got a finger on the trigger.
Baby, baby, baby is a rock-and-roll nigger.

Outside of society, that's where I want to be.
Outside of society, they're waitin' for me.

(those who have suffered, understand suffering,
and thereby extend their hand
the storm that brings harm
also makes fertile
blessed is the grass
and herb and the true thorn and light)

I was lost in a valley of pleasure.
I was lost in the infinite sea.
I was lost, and measure for measure,
love spewed from the heart of me.
I was lost, and the cost,
and the cost didn't matter to me.
I was lost, and the cost
was to be outside society.

Jimi Hendrix was a nigger.
Jesus Christ and Grandma, too.
Jackson Pollock was a nigger.
Nigger, nigger, nigger, nigger,
nigger, nigger, nigger.

Outside of society, they're waitin' for me.
Outside of society, if you're looking,
that's where you'll find me.
Outside of society, they're waitin' for me.
Outside of society. (Repeat)
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on February 12, 2006, 05:10:00 PM
:grin:  :grin:  :grin:  :tup:  :tup:
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on February 13, 2006, 11:34:00 AM
Killed By Death

If you squeeze my lizard
I'll put my snake on you
I'm a romantic adventure
And I'm a reptile too

[Chorus:]
But it don't make no difference
'cos I ain't gonna be, easy, easy
the only time I'm easy's when I'm
Killed by death [x4]

I'm a lone wolf ligger
But I ain't no pretty boy
I'm a backbone shiver
and I'm a bundle of joy

[Chorus]

But it don't make no difference
'cos I ain't gonna be, easy, easy
the only time I'm easy's when I'm
Killed by death
Killed by death
Killed by death
Killed by death
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on February 13, 2006, 11:51:00 AM
Quote
On 2006-02-12 14:09:00, Rock&Roll Nigger wrote:

Rock N Roll Nigger

Baby was a black sheep. Baby was a whore.
Baby got big and baby get bigger.
Baby get something. Baby get more.
Baby, baby, baby was a rock-and-roll nigger.
Oh, look around you, all around you,
riding on a copper wave.
Do you like the world around you?
Are you ready to behave?

Outside of society, they're waitin' for me.
Outside of society, that's where I want to be.

(Lenny!)

Baby was a black sheep. Baby was a whore.
You know she got big. Well, she's gonna get bigger.
Baby got a hand; got a finger on the trigger.
Baby, baby, baby is a rock-and-roll nigger.

Outside of society, that's where I want to be.
Outside of society, they're waitin' for me.

(those who have suffered, understand suffering,
and thereby extend their hand
the storm that brings harm
also makes fertile
blessed is the grass
and herb and the true thorn and light)

I was lost in a valley of pleasure.
I was lost in the infinite sea.
I was lost, and measure for measure,
love spewed from the heart of me.
I was lost, and the cost,
and the cost didn't matter to me.
I was lost, and the cost
was to be outside society.

Jimi Hendrix was a nigger.
Jesus Christ and Grandma, too.
Jackson Pollock was a nigger.
Nigger, nigger, nigger, nigger,
nigger, nigger, nigger.

Outside of society, they're waitin' for me.
Outside of society, if you're looking,
that's where you'll find me.
Outside of society, they're waitin' for me.
Outside of society. (Repeat)


"I just" wanted to see these great lyrics again.  Sorry for the repitition.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: teachback on February 14, 2006, 02:23:00 PM
Now in the summer
I could be happy or in distress
Depending on the company
On the veranda
Talk of the future or reminisce
Behind the dialogue
We're in a mess
Whatever I intended
I sent you flowers
You wanted chocolates instead
The flowers of romance
The flowers of romance
I've got binoculars
On top of boxhill
I could be Nero
Fly the eagle and start all over again
I can't depend on these so called friends
It's a pity I want you to defend
I'll take the furniture and start all over again
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on February 15, 2006, 12:34:00 AM
Slowly pour the liquid down
for miles and miles it flows along
rose coloured neon lighted
swirl around turn around
feel the touch of my hand
swirl around swirl around
fellow shadows black and blue
all around all around
locking arms side by side
crouch down before the fire's light
you're the first day of my life

I had no belief before
until I had this dream last night
I still remember their savage cries
so serious in their rite
faces painted in joyous fright
in the dawns early light
oh say did you see the colour of my eternity
and the sweat on my skin
our founding fathers laid right down
and indian ghost from long ago
they gave birth to my bastard kin
America it is called
a sensation of eternity
locking arms side by side
crouch down before fire's light
you're the first day of my life
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on February 15, 2006, 09:42:00 PM
http://human-highway.bosco.net/lyrics/lyrics-45.html (http://human-highway.bosco.net/lyrics/lyrics-45.html)
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on February 16, 2006, 05:42:00 PM
I'm sitting in my room, with a needle in my hand
It's waiting for the tomb, of some old dying man
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on February 16, 2006, 07:15:00 PM
Cheney's got a gun, Cheney's got a gun
Went huntin' for some fun
Reputation's undone

What did Dick Cheney do?
He shot his pal, yes it's true...

They say when Cheney goes out huntin'
You try to stay the hell away...
But look out for what's comin' 'cause when Cheney's got a gun
He might hit you with his shotgun's spray...!

Cheney's got a gun, Cheney's got a gun
Guess who is safe? No one
Everybody is on the run

Was the Vice Pres. high on glue?
What did Dick Cheney do?

He shot his friend, you know it's crazy
He hit him in the chest and head...
So don't get in the line of fire or else you may expire
The bastards lucky that he isn't dead...!

Shoot away...
Shoot away at the quail!
Shoot away...
Shoot away at the quail!
Shoot away...
Shoot away...
Shoot away...

Cheney's got a gun, Cheney's got a gun
Guess who is safe? No one
Now everybody is on the run

What did Dick Cheney do?
There's something I have to tell you

His rep's said sorry for the whole mess
The G.O.P. walks out okay
Well that is horse shit friends, I profess "cause with guns they always say yes
But he'll go scotch free (unlike Delay...!)

Shoot away?
Shoot away at the quail!
Shoot away?
Shoot away at the quail!
Shoot away?
Shoot away?
Shoot away?

Cheney's got a gun...
Cheney's got a gun...
Cheney's got a gun...
Everybody is on the run...
Cheney's got a gun...
Guess who is safe? No one...
Everybody is on the run...
Cheney's got a gun?
Cheney's got a gun...
Guess who is safe? No one...
Everybody is on the one...
Cheney's got a gun...
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: starry-eyed pirate on February 18, 2006, 10:17:00 PM
:lol:  :lol:  :lol: Thanx for that!
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: starry-eyed pirate on February 18, 2006, 10:28:00 PM
I can't stop singin' the Melodians reggae version of this ol' hymn about bein' held captive.  It's on the "Harder They Come" soundtrack.  It reminds me of how I felt when I was a prisoner in $tr8.  Here is the original version as printed in my "Sabbath and Festival Prayer Book" :

"If I Forget Thee, Oh Jerusalem"("By The Rivers of Babylon")

By the rivers of Babylon,
There we sat down, yea, we wept,
When we remembered Zion
There, upon the willows we hung up our harps.
Our captors demanded a song,
And our tormentors bade us be merry:
'Sing us a song of Zion.'
But how could we sing a song of the Lord,
Here in a foreign land ??

 ::dove::
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on February 19, 2006, 08:44:00 PM
I went away to see an old friend of mine
His sister came over she was out of her mind
She said Jesus had a twin who knew nothing about sin
She was laughing like crazy at the trouble I'm in
Her light eyes were dancing she is insane
Her brother says she's just a bitch with a golden chain
She keeps coming closer saying "I can feel it in my bones
Schizophrenia is taking me home"

My Future is static
It's already had it
I could tuck you in
And we can talk about it
I had a dream
And it split the scene
But I got a hunch
It's coming back to me
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on February 21, 2006, 10:58:00 PM
"Antidote"

Bitter taste
In your mouth
It's too late to get it out
Everytime
I'm around you
Try to leave but
I'll be standing in your way
You want antidote I got the poison
Second try
To say goodbye
Kick the habit but
I'll be standing in your way
You want antidote I got the poison
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on February 23, 2006, 08:33:00 AM
Free- is all that she could bleed
That's why'll she'll never stay
White- bare naked in the night
Just lookin' for some play
Just another girl that wants to rule the world
Any time or place
And when she gets into your head
You know she's there to stay

You want it
She's got it
Molly's Chambers gonna change your mind
She's got your
Your pistol

Slow- She's burnin' in your soul
With whispers in your ear
It's okay I'll give it anyway
Just get me out of here
You'll plead- you'll get down on your knees
For just another taste
And when you think she's let you in
That's when she fades away

You want it
She's got it
Molly's Chambers gonna change your mind
She's got your
Your pistol
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: starry-eyed pirate on February 23, 2006, 02:49:00 PM
I can relate.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: starry-eyed pirate on February 23, 2006, 03:13:00 PM
I'd like to dedicate these lyrics to the hottest and most demonic succubus I ever fucked.

I wrote her off for the 10th time today
And practiced all the things I would say
But she came over
I lost my nerve
I took her back and made her dessert
Now I know I'm bein' used
That's O.K. man 'cause I like the abuse
I know she's playin' with me
That's O.K. 'cause I've got no self esteem

We make plans to go out at night
I wait till 2 then I turn out the light
All this rejection's got me so low
If she keeps it up I just might tell her so

When she's sayin' that she wants only me
Then I wonder why she sleeps with my friends
When she's sayin' that I'm like a disease
Then I wonder how much more I can spend
Well I guess I should stick up for myself
But I really think it's better this way
The more ya suffer the more it shows ya really care   ...Right ???

Now I'll relate this little bit
That happens more than I'd like to admit
Late at night she knocks on my door
Drunk again and lookin' to score
Now I know I should say "no"
But that's kind of hard when she's ready to go( :rofl:
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: webcrawler on February 23, 2006, 10:36:00 PM
Pirate, is your baby's mama over there right now?  :razz:
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: starry-eyed pirate on February 24, 2006, 12:53:00 PM
No, but if she showed up drunk and lookin' to score I'd still be willin' to suffer.  :rofl:  :rofl:  :rofl:
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: teachback on February 24, 2006, 01:27:00 PM
She was a girl from Birmingham
she just had an abortion
she was a case of insanity
her name was Pauline she lived in a tree

She was a no-one who killed her baby
she sent her letters from the country
she was an animal
she was a bloody disgrace

Body I'm not an animal
Mummy I'm not an abortion

Dragged on a table in a factory
illegitimate place to be
in a packet in a lavatory
die little baby screaming

Body screaming fucking bloody mess
it's not an animal it's an abortion

Body I'm not an animal
Body I'm not an abortion

Throbbing squirm, gurgling bloody mess
I'm not a discharge I'm not a loss in
protein I'm not a throbbing squirm Ah!

Fuck this and fuck that
fuck it all and fuck the fucking brat
She don't wanna baby that looks like that
I don't wanna baby that looks like that.

Body I'm not an animal
Body i'm not an abortion

Mummy! Ugh!

=====================

Paul: You had to keep your distance from Pauline. She was a mad fan who used to turn up everywhere. She turned up at my door too. She was dangerous and very crazy--someone you really had to worry about. She was a pretty girl but she had these really mad eyes.

Steve: Everything -- tune and lyrics inspired by the infamous Pauline from Birmingham. The girl with the crazy look who would follow us around. The mad opening of the song still reminds me of her.

John: Pauline was a girl who used to send these letters to me from some nuthouse up North in Birmingham. She was in mental asylum. She turned up at my door once wearing a see-through plastic bag. She did the rounds in London and ended up at everybody's door. She had a very curious way of finding out where everybody lived. Like most insane people, she was very promiscuous. The fetus thing is what got me. She'd tell me about getting pregnant with the male nurses at the asylum or whatever. There's a line in the song about Pauline living in a tree. She actually had a threehouse on the estate of this nuthouse. The nurses couldn't get her down and she'd be up there for days. Apparently, Punk rock pulled her out of her cocoon. She didn't seem to have a problem either. She might have had wealthy parents who buggered up her life--probably like Nancy Spungeon really. She was one of many lunatics that used to attach themselves to us.

http://www.punk77.co.uk/groups/sex.htm (http://www.punk77.co.uk/groups/sex.htm)
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: starry-eyed pirate on February 24, 2006, 05:20:00 PM
::read:: ...

Today I was lookin' through my truck...for my lost Reconstruction CD when I found some...ya know...and my lost String Cheese CD and another String Cheese CD.

String Cheese Incident: 4/17/02

Mouna Bowa
Down the Line
Black an' White
Latinissmo
Hotel Window >>>
Lands' End >>>
Signed, Sealed, Delivered

Then Some Marley: from "The Reggae Legend":

Soul Rebel
It's Alright
No Sympathy

And then the next SCI disc from that same show:
 
Bend Down Low
KY Jam
Texas >>>
Sittin On Top of the World
These Waves
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: starry-eyed pirate on February 24, 2006, 10:54:00 PM
Whoa... wrong forum.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: starry-eyed pirate on February 24, 2006, 10:55:00 PM
Thread...I mean...thread.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on February 25, 2006, 12:08:00 AM
She saw me coming
She saw me coming, yeah
She saw me coming
I didn't see a thing
I wasn't looking
I just walked into it
A sucker for it, I'm a sucker
Thought I was so cool
She saw me coming
Boy did I get screwed... yeah!

She saw me coming
She had me dead to rights
Her aim was stunning
I was lined up in her sites

She worked so fast
And she didn't mess around
It was all over
Before the sun go down, before the sun go down

She saw me coming... Yeah
She saw me coming

She saw me coming
She moved in for the kill
She saw me coming
She served up on a grill

She busted in and she burglerized my soul
But now the bad news: she's out on parole

She wrote the opening
The middle and the end
What a cast of characters
Of lovers and my friends

The plot was twisted
There was only one result
She saw me coming
But the going, going got too tough

She saw me coming
Yeah, yes she did
She saw me coming
Right on the grid, right on the grid
She saw me coming
Oh what a stupid jerk
She saw me coming
She was a piece of work

She must have tapped my phone
She saw me coming
I felt like I was cloned
She saw me coming
She had me on the ropes
She saw me coming
Took me for a dope
She saw me coming
Yes she did, yes she did
She saw me coming
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Second Skin on February 25, 2006, 01:59:00 PM
She told me she loved me, Which means,
She must be insane
I've had my face dragged in,
Fifteen miles of shit, And I do not,
And I do not, And I do not like it
So how can anybody say, They know how I feel,
The only one around here who is me, Is me

They said they respect me, Which means, Their judgement is crazy
I've had my face dragged in,
Fifteen miles of shit, And I do not,
And I do not, And I do not like it
So how can anybody say, They know how I feel,
When they are they, And only I am I

He said he wants to befriend me, Which means,
He can't possibly know me
The voices of the real, And the imagined cry,
The future is passing you by, The future is passing you by

So how can anybody possibly think
they know how I feel, Everybody look,
See pain, And walk away
And as for you in your uniform,
Your smelly uniform, You think you
can be rude to me
Because you wear a uniform, A smelly uniform,
And so you think you can be rude to me

But even I, As sick as I am,
I would never be you
Even I, As sick as I am,
I would never be you
Even I, Sick and depraved,
A traveller to the grave
I would never be you, I would never be you
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: webcrawler on February 25, 2006, 03:45:00 PM
i'm sick and tired of hearing
things
from uptight-short sighted-
narrow minded hypocritics
all i want is the truth
just give me some truth
i've had enough of reading
things
by nuerotic-pyschotic-
pig headed politicians
all i want is the truth
just give me some truth
no short haired-yellow bellied
son of tricky dicky
is gonna mother hubbard
soft soap me
with just a pocketful of hope
money for dope
money for rope
i'm sick to death of seeing
things
from tight lipped-
condescending -mommies little
chauvinists
all i want is the truth
just give me some truth
i've had enough of watching
scenes
of schizophrenic - ego - centric
- paranoic - prima - donnas
all i want is the truth
just give me some truth
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on February 25, 2006, 09:45:00 PM
I could be your lover
You could be all mine
We'd go on forever
Till the end of time
You could be my best friend
Stay up all night long
You could be my railroad
We'd go on and on

Lets get along, there's nothing here to do
Lets go find a rainbow
I could be wrong but what am I to do
Guess God thinks I'm Abel
You could be my enemy
I guess there's still time
I'd get round to loving you
Is that such a crime?

No one could break us
No one could take us
If they tried
No one could break us
No one could take us
If they tried
Come along let's make it tonight
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on February 26, 2006, 02:07:00 PM
Decided I'm gonna make myself a little something to eat,
Get a can down off the shelf, maybe a little something sweet.
Haven't spoke to no one, haven't been in the mood,
Pour some soup, get a spoon, stir it up real good.
Go out with a friend, they know the music might help,
But I can't pretend - I wish I was somewhere else.

I wanna watch the ocean bend,
The edges of the sun, then
I wanna get swallowed up
In an ocean of love.

Put on my coat, go out into the street,
Get a lump in my throat, and look down at my feet.
Take the long way home, so I can ride around,
Put Neil Young on and turn up the sound.
Drive up the coastline, maybe to Ventura,
Watch the waves make signs out on the water.

I wanna watch the ocean bend,
The edges of the sun, then
I wanna get swallowed up
In an ocean of love.

Stand in the shower, clean this dirty mess,
Give me back my power, and drown this unholyness.
Lean over the toilet bowl, and throw up my confession,
Clense my soul of this hidden obsession.

I wanna watch the ocean bend,
The edges of the sun, then
I wanna get swallowed up
In an ocean of love.

I wanna watch the ocean bend,
The edges of the sun, then
I wanna get swallowed up
In an ocean of love.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on February 26, 2006, 03:28:00 PM
Once in awhile we might pass on the street
We nod we smile and we shuffle our feet
Making small talk standing face to face
Hands in our pockets cause we feel so out of place
Our paths may cross again in some crowded bar
We feel a little lost cause we've drifted away so far
Hoping to find the right words to say
We joke a little and then go on our way
We are so out of touch yeah
We are so out of touch yeah
La La La
La la la la
We speak in past tense and talk about the weather
Half broken sentences we try to piece together
I ask about an old friend that we both used to know
You said you heard he took his life about five years ago
We may pass each other on the interstate
We honk and cross over to the other lane
Everybody's going somewhere everybody's inside
Hundreds of cars hundreds of private lives
We are so out of touch yeah
La La La
La la la la
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Second Skin on February 26, 2006, 03:47:00 PM
Nightswimming deserves a quiet night.
The photograph on the dashboard, taken years ago,
Turned around backwards so the windshield shows.
Every streetlight reveals the picture in reverse.
Still, it?s so much clearer.
I forgot my shirt at the water?s edge.
The moon is low tonight.

Nightswimming deserves a quiet night.
I?m not sure all these people understand.
It?s not like years ago,
The fear of getting caught,
Of recklessness and water.
They cannot see me naked.
These things, they go away,
Replaced by everyday.

Nightswimming, remembering that night.
September?s coming soon.
I?m pining for the moon.
And what if there were two
Side by side in orbit
Around the fairest sun?
That bright, tight forever drum
Could not describe nightswimming.

You, I thought I knew you.
You I cannot judge.
You, I thought you knew me,
This one laughing quietly underneath my breath.
Nightswimming.

The photograph reflects,
Every streetlight a reminder.
Nightswimming deserves a quiet night, deserves a quiet night.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on February 26, 2006, 03:54:00 PM
Baby, sweet baby, you're my drug
Come on and let me taste your stuff
Baby, sweet baby, bring me your gift
What surprise you gonna hit me with

I am waiting here for more
I am waiting by your door
I am waiting on your back steps
I am waiting in my car
I am waiting at this bar
I am waiting for your essence

Baby, sweet baby, whisper my name
Shoot your love into my vein
Baby, sweet baby, kiss me hard
Make me wonder who's in charge

Baby, sweet baby, I wanna feel your breath
Even though you like to flirt with death
Baby, sweet baby, can't get enough
Please come find me and help me get fucked up

I am waiting here for more
I am waiting by your door
I am waiting on your back steps
I am waiting in my car
I am waiting at this bar
I am waiting for your essence
Your essence
Your essence
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Second Skin on February 26, 2006, 11:27:00 PM
Under blue moon I saw you
So soon you'll take me
Up in your arms
Too late to beg you or cancel it
Though I know it must be the killing time
Unwillingly mine

Fate
Up against your will
Through the thick and thin
He will wait until
You give yourself to him

In starlit nights I saw you
So cruelly you kissed me
Your lips a magic world
Your sky all hung with jewels
The killing moon
Will come too soon

Fate
Up against your will
Through the thick and thin
He will wait until
You give yourself to him

Under blue moon I saw you
So soon you'll take me
Up in your arms
Too late to beg you or cancel it
Though I know it must be the killing time
Unwillingly mine

Fate
Up against your will
Through the thick and thin
He will wait until
You give yourself to him
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: teachback on February 27, 2006, 10:20:00 AM
We met two men from other sides on a walk down by the river side
Trigger finger itching to see some action, he would tell me what I'd need to know
On a mission sent by the high command, proceed with caution this man's dangerous
Double agent works for the other side, get what you can then terminate his life
Reached for his luger but I drew mine first
You're a better man than I were his last words
You're a better man than I were his last words
You're a better man than I were his last words
Was I really?

I thought about it on my way home, dingy room in a rundown hotel
Thought about who I really was, where I am from, where I'm heading to
It never really bothered me this way, I guess I got the secret agent blues
All this killing's really got me down, I got the secret agent blues

I give in just can't stand it no more, I resign
Here's my badge and gun
But you can't quit like that with us, you're a traitor and must be disposed of
They've reached for their weapons but I drew mine first
Others will come for you were their last words
Others will come for you were their last words
Others will come for you were their last words
I will be waiting

I'm hit up once or twice a week, always different places and faces
Getting so tired I can't even sleep, will they ever come for me again
So tired of all this running around, getting edgy playing hide and seek
Can't take it got to get away but there's no way out but death
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: fuckbuddy on March 01, 2006, 11:42:00 AM
I hear you talking when I'm on the street,
your mouth don't move but I can hear you speak.
What's the matter with the boy?
He don't come around no more,
is he checking out for sure?
Is he gonna close the door on me?

And I'm always hearing voices on the street,
I want to shout, but I can't hardly speak.
I was making love last night
to a dancer friend of mine.
I can't seem to stay in step,
'cause she come ev'ry time that she pirouettes over me.

And I only get my rocks off while I'm dreaming,
I only get my rocks off while I'm sleeping.

I'm zipping through the days at lightning speed.
Plug in, flush out and fire the fuckin feed.
Heading for the overload,
splattered on the dusty road,
kick me like you've kicked before,
I can't even feel the pain no more.

But I only get my rocks off while I'm dreaming,
I only get my rocks off while I'm sleeping.

Feel so hypnotized, can't describe the scene.
Feel so mesmerized all that inside me.
The sunshine bores the daylights out of me.
Chasing shadows moonlight mystery.
Headed for the overload,
splattered on the dirty road,
kick me like you've kicked before,
I can't even feel the pain no more.

But I only get my rocks off while I'm dreaming,
I only get my rocks off while I'm sleeping...
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Goodtobefree on March 02, 2006, 08:35:00 PM
The doctor says I'm livin'
On precious borrowed time,
WIth all the time I'm givin'
To liquor beer and wine.

The X-rays of my liver,
look like molded old swiss cheese,
My heart pumps blood and alcohol,
Through hardened arteries.

Everybody knows me,
Down at the local bar,
I drink until I can't see,
And I wonder where you are.

I guess I let my health go,
Since you quit bein' mine,
But there was nothing to replace you,
Except liquor, beer, and wine.

Liquor, beer, and wine
Is the flashing sign I see.
Ever single morning I get up
It's buzzing down at me.

I look up to the heaven's
For a ray of hope to shine.
And there it is in neon,
Liquor, beer, and wine.

Ever since you've left me,
I've lived out of my car.
Parked between the liquor store,
And Uncle Bubba's bar.

Booze helps ease the heartache,
But you're constantly in mind.
As constant as that buzzing noise,
Of Uncle Bubba's sign.

Liquor, beer, and wine
Is the flashing sign I see.
Ever single morning I get up
It's buzzing down at me.

I look up to the heaven's
For a ray of hope to shine.
And there it is in neon,
Liquor, beer, and wine.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Botched Programming on March 03, 2006, 10:03:00 AM
Lay beside me, tell me what they've done
Speak the words I wanna hear, to make my demons run
The door is locked now, but it's open if you're true
If you can understand the me, than I can understand the you

Lay beside me, under wicked sky
Through black of day, dark of night, we share this paralyzed
The door cracks open, but there's no sun shining through
Black heart scarring darker still, but there's no sun shining through
No, there's no sun shining through
No, there's no sun shining

What I've felt, what I've known
Turn the pages, turn the stone
Behind the door, should I open it for you

What I've felt, what I've known
Sick and tired, I stand alone
Could you be there, 'cause I'm the one who waits for you
Or are you unforgiven too?

Come lay beside me, this won't hurt I swear
She loves me not, she loves me still, but she'll never love again
She lay beside me, but she'll be there when I'm gone
Black heart scarring darker still, yes she'll be there when I'm gone  
Yes, she'll be there when I'm gone  
Dead sure she'll be there


What I've felt, what I've known
Turn the pages, turn the stone
Behind the door, should I open it for you

What I've felt, what I've known
Sick and tired, I stand alone
Could you be there, 'cause I'm the one who waits for you
Or are you unforgiven too?

Lay beside me, tell me what I've done
The door is closed, so are you're eyes
But now I see the sun, now I see the sun
Yes now I see it

What I've felt, what I've known
Turn the pages, turn the stone
Behind the door, should I open it for you

What I've felt, what I've known
So sick and tired, I stand alone
Could you be there, 'cause I'm the one who waits,
The one who waits for you

Oh what I've felt, what I've known
Turn the pages, turn the stone
Behind the door, should I open it for you  (So I dub thee unforgiven)

Oh, what I've felt
Oh, what I've known

I take this key (never free)
And I bury it (never me) in you
Because you're unforgiven too

Never free
Never me
'Cause you're unforgiven too
Oh
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on March 07, 2006, 11:37:00 AM
It was an April morning when they told us we should go
As I turned to you, you smiled at me
How could we say no?

With all the fun to have, to live the dreams we always had
Oh, the songs to sing, when we at last return again

Sending off a glancing kiss, to those who claim they know
Below the streets that steam and hiss,
The devil's in his hole

Oh to sail away, To sandy lands and other days
Oh to touch the dream, Hides inside and never seen.

Into the sun the south the north, at last the birds have flown
The shackles of commitment fell, In pieces on the ground

Oh to ride the wind, To tread the air above the din
Oh to laugh aloud, Dancing as we fought the crowd

To seek the man whose pointing hand, The giant step unfolds
With guidance from the curving path, That churns up into stone

If one bell should ring, in celebration for a king
So fast the heart should beat, As proud the head with heavy feet.

Days went by when you and I, bathed in eternal summers glow
As far away and distant, Our mutual child did grow

Oh the sweet refrain, Soothes the soul and calms the pain
Oh Albion remains, sleeping now to rise again

Wandering & wandering, What place to rest the search
The mighty arms of Atlas, Hold the heavens from the earth

The mighty arms of Atlas, Hold the heavens from the earth
From the earth...

I know the way, know the way, know the way, know the way [X2]

Oh the mighty arms of Atlas, Hold the heavens from the earth.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on March 10, 2006, 11:48:00 AM
While the music played you worked by candlelight
Those San Francisco nights
You were the best in town
Just by chance you crossed the diamond with the pearl
You turned it on the world
That's when you turned the world around
Did you feel like Jesus
Did you realize
That you were a champion in their eyes
On the hill the stuff was laced with kerosene
But yours was kitchen clean
Everyone stopped to stare at your technicolor motor home
Every A-Frame had your number on the wall
You must have had it all
You'd go to L.A. on a dare
And you'd go it alone
Could you live forever
Could you see the day
Could you feel your whole world fall apart and fade away

CHORUS:
Get along, get along Kid Charlemagne
Get along Kid Charlemagne

Now your patrons have all left you in the red
Your low rent friends are dead
This life can be very strange
All those dayglow freaks who used to paint the face
They've joined the human race
Some things will never change
Son you were mistaken
You are obsolete
Look at all the white men on the street

CHORUS

Clean this mess up else we'll all end up in jail
Those test tubes and the scale
Just get them all out of here
Is there gas in the car
Yes, there's gas in the car
I think the people down the hall
Know who you are

Careful what you carry
'Cause the man is wise
You are still an outlaw in their eyes

CHORUS
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on March 10, 2006, 11:51:00 AM
In the mornin you go gunnin'
For the man who stole your water
And you fire till he is done in
But they catch you at the border
And the mourners are all singin'
As they drag you by your feet
But the hangman isn't hangin'
And they put you on the street

CHORUS:
You go back Jack do it again
Wheel turnin' 'round and 'round
You go back Jack do it again

When you know she's no high climber
Then you find your only friend
In a room with your two timer
And you're sure you're near the end
Then you love a little wild one
And she brings you only sorrow
All the time you know she's smilin'
You'll be on your knees tomorrow

CHORUS

Now you swear and kick and beg us
That you're not a gamblin' man
Then you find you're back in Vegas
With a handle in your hand
Your black cards can make you money
So you hide them when you're able
In the land of milk and honey
You must put them on the table
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Nonconformistlaw on March 15, 2006, 08:22:00 PM
Hello, let me introduce you to
The characters in the show
One says yes, one says no
Decide - which voice in your head you can keep alive

Even in madness, I know you still believe
Paint me your canvas so I become
What you could never be

I dare you to tell me to walk through the fire
wear my soul and call me a liar
I dare you to tell me to walk through the fire
I dare you to tell me
I dare you to

Hello, are you still chasing
The memories in shadows
Some stay young, some grow old
Come alive, there are thoughts unclear
You can never hide

Even in madness, I know you still believe
Paint me your canvas so I become
What you could never be

I dare you to tell me to walk through the fire
wear my soul and call me a liar
I dare you to tell me to walk through the fire
I dare you to tell me
I dare you to

Hello
Hello...
I dare you to tell me to walk through the fire
Brand my soul and call me a liar
I dare you to tell me to walk through the fire
I dare you to tell me
I dare you to
Hello...
Hello...
I dare you to tell me
I dare you to
I dare you to tell me
I dare you to
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on March 15, 2006, 08:53:00 PM
Let me take you to the movies. can I take you to the show?
Let me be yours ever truly. can I make your garden grow?

From the houses of the holy, we can watch the white doves go
From the door comes satan's daughter, and it only goes to show. you know.

There's an angel on my shoulder, in my hand a sword of gold.
Let me wander in your garden and the seeds of love I'll sow. you know.

So the world is spinning faster. are you dizzy when you're stoned?
Let the music be your master. will you heed the master's call?
Oh... satan and man.

Said there ain't no use in crying cause it will only, only drive you mad
Does it hurt to hear them lying? was this the only world you had? oh-oh

So let me take you, take you to the movie. can I take you, baby, to the show.
Why don't you let me be yours ever truly. can I make your garden grow?

You know.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on March 16, 2006, 05:12:00 PM
She's coming over
we'll go out walking
Make a call on the way.

She's in the phone booth now
I'm looking in...
There comes a smile on her face.

There's still some of the same stuff we got yesterday
There's still some of the same stuff we got yesterday
yeah..

I'm too much with myself,
I wanna be someone else.
I'm too much with myself,
I wanna be someone else.
I'm too much with myself,
I wanna be someone else.

So we take off out Fiona's door
Walk until it's light outside
Like before when we were on the phone.

We have to laugh to look at each other.
We have to laugh 'cause we're not alone.

As the cars fly up King St.
It's enough to startle us
It's enough to startle us

I love my drug buddy.
My drug, my drug buddy.
I love my drug buddy.
My drug, my drug buddy.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: starry-eyed pirate on March 17, 2006, 09:25:00 AM
Quote
On 2006-03-10 08:48:00, Anonymous wrote:

"While the music played you worked by candlelight

Those San Francisco nights

You were the best in town

Just by chance you crossed the diamond with the pearl

You turned it on the world

That's when you turned the world around

Did you feel like Jesus

Did you realize

That you were a champion in their eyes

On the hill the stuff was laced with kerosene

But yours was kitchen clean

Everyone stopped to stare at your technicolor motor home

Every A-Frame had your number on the wall

You must have had it all

You'd go to L.A. on a dare

And you'd go it alone

Could you live forever

Could you see the day

Could you feel your whole world fall apart and fade away



CHORUS:

Get along, get along Kid Charlemagne

Get along Kid Charlemagne



Now your patrons have all left you in the red

Your low rent friends are dead

This life can be very strange

All those dayglow freaks who used to paint the face

They've joined the human race

Some things will never change

Son you were mistaken

You are obsolete

Look at all the white men on the street



CHORUS



Clean this mess up else we'll all end up in jail

Those test tubes and the scale

Just get them all out of here

Is there gas in the car

Yes, there's gas in the car

I think the people down the hall

Know who you are



Careful what you carry

'Cause the man is wise

You are still an outlaw in their eyes



CHORUS





"


Ye-aaahh...sing it!
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: frootloop88 on March 19, 2006, 09:47:00 AM
Lately, I?ve been living in my head
The rest of me is dead I?m dying for truth
Make me believe no more left and right
Come on take my side, I?m fighting for you
I?m fighting for you

Pleased to meet you take my hand
There is no way back from here
Pleased to meet you say your prayers
There is no way back from here
But I don?t care
No way back from here

Wake me, I?m ready something don?t seem right
I was dreaming I was talking to you
Memory, mend me, you know I?ve seen my share
Of things I can?t repair I?ll break it to you
I?ll break it to you

Pleased to meet you take my hand
There is no way back from here
Pleased to meet you say your prayers
There is no way back from here
But I don?t care
No way back from here

Pleased to meet you take my hand
There is no way back from here
Pleased to meet you say your prayers
There is no way back from here
But I don?t care
No way back from here
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Goodtobefree on March 19, 2006, 03:50:00 PM
"A Lap Dance Is So Much Better When the Stripper is Crying"

I was lonelier than Kunta Kinte at a Merle Haggard concert
That night I strolled on into Uncle Limpy's Hump Palace lookin' for love.
It had been a while.
In fact, three hundred and sixty-five had come and went
since that midnight run haulin' hog to Shakey Town on I-10.
I had picked up this hitchhiker that was sweatin' gallons
through a pair of Daisy Duke cut-offs and one of those Fruit Of The Loom tank-tops.
Well, that night I lost myself to ruby red lips,
milky white skin and baby blue eyes.
Name was Russell.

Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
Well I find it's quite a thrill
When she grinds me against her will
Yes a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'

Well, faster than you can say, "shallow grave",
this pretty little thing come up to me and starts kneadin' my balls
like hard-boiled eggs in a tube sock.
Said her name was Bambi and I said, "Well that's a coincidence darlin',
'cause I was just thinkin' about skinnin' you like a deer."
Well she smiled, had about as much teeth as a Jack-O-Lantern,
and I went on to tell her how I would wear her face like a mask
as I do my little kooky dance.
And then she told me to shush.
I guess she could sense my desperation.
'Course, it's hard to hide a hard-on when you're dressed like Minnie Pearl.

Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
Well I find it's quite a thrill
When she grinds me against her will
Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'

So, Bambi's goin' on about how she can make all my fantasies come true.
So I says, "Even this one I have where Jesus Christ
is jackhammering Mickey Mouse in the doo-doo hole
with a lawn dart as Garth Brooks gives birth to something
resembling a cheddar cheese log with almonds on Santa Claus's tummy-tum?"
Well, ten beers, twenty minutes and thirty dollars later
I'm parkin' the beef bus in tuna town if you know what I mean.
Got to nail her back at her trailer.
Heh. That rhymes.
I have to admit it was even more of a turn-on
when I found out she was doin' me to buy baby formula.

Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
Well I find it's quite a thrill
When she grinds me against her will
Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'

Day or so had passed when I popped the clutch,
gave the tranny a spin and slid on into
The Stinky Pinky Gulp N' Guzzle Big Rig Snooze-A-Stop.
There I was browsin' through the latest issue of "Throb",
when I saw Bambi starin' at me from the back of a milk carton.
Well, my heart just dropped.
So, I decided to do what any good Christian would.
You can not imagine how difficult it is to hold a half gallon of moo juice
and polish the one-eyed gopher when your doin' seventy-five
in an eighteen-wheeler.
I never thought missing children could be so sexy.
Did I say that out loud?

Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
Well I find it's quite a thrill
When she grinds me against her will
Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Second Skin on March 19, 2006, 05:50:00 PM
We're in love, lets be together
Happy times or heavy weather
Mother says "Today's a special day"
So lets not fight, O-K, yeah.

When you were at school you were a honey
The boys all loved you - you loved their money
The boys would stare - you'd cross your legs
And then you'd toss your hair

A way
Yes, you get by
A way...

Money's scarce, but family honor
Brings it home, brings it home
And down the shops, the tongues they snicker
TV dinners - beer and liquor, oh yeah

Skeletons fall out of cupboards
Curtains drawn, fall open to allow
The light shows up the dust
That plays around your face

A way
Yes you get by
A way...

Innocence and lies don't make a perfect match
Leave your door unlatched
I know a word can be untrue And yet still move you

And all the time they bring their friends 'round
Dress you up, show you up
And all the time they told you it was true
Well I'll believe you now
But then I just don't know I
Think I'd have to reconsider, yeah
I know when she got married
She looked fine in white and lacy frills
Oh yeah she had a baby
It was painful, it was worth it
And all the time they stuck the knife in
Pulled it up and twist it around

A way
Yes you get by
A way...

A way...
yes you get by
A way...

Well that's fine... fine... fine
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on March 24, 2006, 02:35:00 PM
I don't like opera and I don't like ballet
and new wave French movies, they just drive me away
I guess I'm just dumb, 'cause I know that I ain't smart
but deep down inside, I got a rock 'n' roll heart
Yeah-yeah-yeah, deep down inside I got a rock 'n' roll heart

Oh, rock 'n' roll heart
lookin' for a good time
Just a rock 'n' roll heart, roll heart, roll heart
lookin' for a good time

I don't like messages or something meant to say
and I wish people like that would just go away
I guess I'm just dumb, 'cause I know I'm not smart
but deep down inside, I got a rock 'n' roll heart
Yeah-yeah-yeah, deep down inside I got a rock 'n' roll heart

Yeah, rock 'n' roll heart
searchin' for a good time
Just a rock 'n' roll heart, roll heart, roll heart
lookin' for a good time

Yeah, just a rock 'n' roll heart
lookin' for a good time
Just a rock 'n' roll heart, roll heart, yeah, roll heart
lookin' for a good time, yeah, now

Yeah, got a rock 'n' roll heart
searchin' for a good time
Got a rock 'n' roll heart
searchin' for a good time
Just a rock 'n' roll heart
yeah, searchin' for a good time
Yeah, got a rock 'n' roll heart
yeah, now, now, searchin' for a good time
Let me hear you, now
oh, let me hear you, now
Title: The Lyrics thread
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Title: The Lyrics thread
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Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on March 26, 2006, 11:07:00 AM
How does the sky overshadow
The price of oil my friend
And who do you turn to in an actual crisis
Baby you know its always me

And all those reporters
May be distracting
Honey let me get you in my arms
Cuz when this chopper lands, I?m putting these in your hands
They?re the well laid plans that we agreed on

How come every time I see you lately
It looks like you?re on the telephone to God
Come here son you don?t seem so presidential
Let me straighten up your tie
Keep your eyes on the mob when we get out of here

You?re scaring me man
Put down that book
Won?t you please stop reading that last chapter
Because the end times, they are not in sight
And no one?s about to snatch you up
How come every time I see you lately
It looks like you?re on the telephone to God
Come here son you don?t seem so presidential
Let me straighten up your tie
Keep your eyes on the mob when we get out of here

Here we are on air force one
Goddamn I love it up in this helicopter
When we get back on the ground
Try not to let the sound of those ringing telephones from God distract you,
Mr. President
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on April 02, 2006, 02:42:00 PM
So your girlfriend
slammed the door shut
In your face tonight,
but that's all right
Then she took off
to the opera
With some highbrow
from the city lights
Well, you grew up on a corner
You never missed a moonlit night.

Some things never change,
they stay the way they are.
You were born to rock,
you'll never be an opera star
Some things never change,
they stay the way they are.

So you stay out all night
Gettin' fucked up
in that rock and roll bar
And you never get tired
'Cause your drugs
are in a little jar.

You were born to rock,
you'll never be an opera star.
Some things never change,
they stay the way they are.

I was born to rock!

So your girlfriend
slammed the door shut
In your face tonight,
but that's all right
Then she took off
to the opera
With some highbrow
from the city lights
Well, you grew up on a corner
You never missed a moonlit night.

Some things never change,
they stay the way they are.
You were born to rock,
you'll never be an opera star.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on April 02, 2006, 02:44:00 PM
Here's a story about Surfer Joe
He caught the big one,
but he let it go
There's somebody satisfied
with winning.

Back on the boardwalk
there's Moe the Sleaze
Sells good things
and aims to please
He's almost even but
he doesn't mind a handout.

Come on down
for a pleasure cruise
We're all going
on a pleasure cruise
Come on down
for a pleasure cruise
Plenty of women,
plenty of booze.

Give your ticket
to Moe the Sleaze
He's the one that's
weak in the knees
His pants are baggy,
but you can see them shaking.

I'll introduce you to Surfer Joe
He may be there,
I really don't know
We can smoke garfong
and watch him ride
the big one.

Come on down
for a pleasure cruise
We're all going
on a pleasure cruise
Come on down
for a pleasure cruise
Plenty of women,
plenty of booze.

Come on down, come on down
Come on down, come on.

Here's a story about Surfer Joe
He caught the big one,
and he let it go
There's somebody satisfied
with winning.

Here's a story about Surfer Joe
He caught the big one,
and he let it go
He's somebody satisfied
with winning.
He's somebody.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on April 02, 2006, 03:05:00 PM
Canadian mounted baby, a police force that works
Red and black, that's their color scheme
get their man, in the end
It's all right, it's all right.

Frontenac chateau baby
I'll cross the frontier at ten
Got a whip in my hand baby
And a girl or a husky at leather's end
It's all right, it's all right
My lovely bel punice, you'd kill and you'd maim

Hornswoop me bungo pony, dogsled on ice
Make a dash for freedom baby, don't skate on polar ice
It's to thick to be sliced by the light
Of long and white polar nights
It's all right, it's all right
My lovely bel punice, you'd kill and you'd maim
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: dustnbones on April 03, 2006, 10:46:00 PM

 Don't damn me
 When I speak a piece of my mind
 'Cause silence isn't golden
 When I'm holding it inside
 'Cause I've been where I have been
 An I've seen what I have seen
 I put the pen to the paper
 'Cause it's all a part of me
 
 Be it a song or casual conversation
 To hold my tongue speaks
 Of quiet reservations
 Your words once heard
 They can place you in a faction
 My words may disturb
 But at least there's a reaction
 
 Sometimes I wanna kill
 Sometimes I wanna die
 Sometimes I wanna destroy
 Sometimes I wanna cry
 Sometimes I could get even
 Sometimes I could give up
 Sometimes I could give
 Sometimes I never give a fuck
 
 It's only for a while
 I hope you understand
 I never wanted this to happen
 Didn't want to be a man
 So I hid inside my world
 I took what I could find
 I cried when I was lonely
 I fell down when I was blind
 
 But don't damn me
 When I speak a piece of my mind
 'Cause silence isn't golden
 When I'm holding it inside
 'Cause I've been where I have been
 An I've seen what I have seen
 I put the pen to the paper
 'Cause it's all a part of me
 
 How can I ever satisfy you
 An how can I ever make you see
 That deep inside we're all somebody
 An it don't matter who you wanna be
 But now I gotta smile
 I hope you comprehend
 For this man can say it happened
 'Cause this child has been          
 condemned
 So I stepped into your world
 I kicked you in the mind
 An I'm the only witness
 To the nature of my crime
 
 But look at what we've done
 To the innocent and young
 Whoa listen to who's talking
 'Cause we're not the only ones
 The trash collected by the eyes
 And dumped into the brain
 Said it tears into our
 conscious thoughts
 You tell me who's to blame
 
 I know you don't wanna hear me cryin'
 An I know you don't wanna hear me deny
 That your satisfaction lies in your ILLUSIONS
 But your delusions are yours and not mine
 We take for granted we know the whole story
 We judge a book by its cover
 And read what we want
 Between selected lines
 
 Don't hail me
 An don't idolize the ink
 Or I've failed in my intentions
 Can you find the missing link
 Your only validation is living your own life
 
 Vicarious existence is a fucking waste of time
 So I send this song to the offended
 I said what I meant and I've never pretended
 As so many others do intending just to please
 If I damned your point of view
 Could you turn the other cheek
 
 But don't damn me
 When I speak a piece of my mind
 'Cause silence isn't golden
 When I'm holding it inside
 'Cause I've been where I have been
 An I've seen what I have seen
 I put the pen to the paper
 'Cause it's all a part of me
 Don't damn me
 I said don't damn me
 I said don't hail me
 Don't damn me
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on April 08, 2006, 02:14:00 PM
I know so many people who think they can do it alone
They isolate their heads and stay in their saftey zones

Now what can you tell them
And what can you say that won't make them defensive

I know there's an answer
I know now but I have to find it by myself

They come on like they're peaceful
But inside they're so uptight
They trip through their day
And waste all their thoughts at night

Now how can I come on
And tell them the way that they live could be better

I know there's an answer
I know now but I have to find it by myself

Now how can I come on
And tell them the way that they live could be better

I know there's an answer
I know now but I have to find it by myself
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: teachback on April 11, 2006, 01:56:00 PM
Crazy, but that's how it goes
Millions of people living as foes
Maybe it's not too late
To learn how to love
And forget how to hate

Mental wounds not healing
Driving me insane
I'm going off the rails on a crazy train

I've listened to preachers
I've listened to fools
I've watched all the dropouts
Who make their own rules
One person conditioned to rule and control
The media sells it and you live the role

Mental wounds still screaming
Driving me insane
I'm going off the rails on a crazy train

I know that things are going wrong for me
You gotta listen to my words
Yeah

Heirs of a cold war
That's what we've become
Inheriting troubles I'm mentally numb
Crazy, I just cannot bear
I'm living with something that just isn't fair

Mental wounds not healing
Who and what's to blame
I'm going off the rails on a crazy train
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on April 12, 2006, 10:15:00 AM
I'm the kid that no one knows,
I live a life I never chose.
But these thoughts in my mind,
Are my own, my own.

I'm face to face with the unknown,
My scary movie will be shown.
I've got one evil mind,
Of my own, of my own.

[Chorus:]
We take from one another,
We never stop to wonder,
How it feels from the other side.
But nothing lasts forever,
When stupid turns to clever,
Why are you surprised?
Little know it all (little know it all),
Ten bucks in my hand.
Little know it all (little know it all),
Don't cry, I understand.
So!

I'm a target of the smart,
They got ambition, I got heart.
I'm analyzed and tagged,
Before I start.

So tell me who can I respect?
I feel the leash around my neck.
As I find out there's shame,
In the game (in the game).

[Chorus:]
We take from one another,
And never stop to wonder,
How it feels from the other side.
But nothing lasts forever,
When stupid turns to clever,
Why are you surprised?

And I feel like I've crawled outside the box.
And I feel like I'm sleeping when I'm not.

[Chorus:]
We take from one another,
And never stop to wonder,
How it feels from the other side.
But nothing lasts forever,
When stupid turns to clever,
Why are you surprised?
Little know it all (little know it all),
Ten bucks in my hand.
Little know it all (little know it all),
Don't cry, I understand.
You little know it all (little know it all),
Ten bucks in my hand.
Little know it all (little know it all),
Don't cry I understand.
You'll never know it all.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on April 14, 2006, 05:23:00 PM
Yeah, I like it
Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!

I'm only five foot one
I got a pain in my neck
I'm looking up in the city
What the hell what the heck

I stare at the concrete
The girders eye high
The steel's above me
There's love in my eyes

And I'm doing the things
A five foot one man can do

I'm only five foot one
I got a pain in my heart
All the night I'm working
In the amusement park

With a bottle of aspirin
A sack full of jokes
I wish I could go home
With all the big folks

And I wish life could be
Swedish magazines
I wish life could be
Swedish magazines
I wish life could be
Anything
Ugh! Aie! Aie! Aie!
Ugh!

I'm only five foot one
Unless the time has come
I won't grow anymore
Anymore, anymore, anymore

'Till I'm losing my head
I'm checkin' it twice
I'm gonna find out who's naughty and nice

And I'm doing the things a five foot one man can do

I wish life could be Swedish magazines (x3)
I wish life could be
Yeah, I wish life could be
Oooooooooohhh
I wish life could be

I wish life could be Swedish magazines
I wish life could be Swedish magazines
I wish life could be

I won't grow anymore (x3)
Anymore, anymore, anymore, anymore, anymore

I'm only five foot one (x3)
I'm five foot one
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on April 16, 2006, 12:49:00 PM
Well the new sheriff sent me a letter
Yes the new sheriff sent me a letter
He said, Come up and see me dead or alive,
Come up and see me dead or alive.

Well it's a hard road dead or alive
It's a hard road dead or alive
Well it's a hard road dead or alive
It's a hard road dead or alive

Well I really don't like your hard rock hotel (yeah) sheriff
Well I really don't like your hard rock hotel, sheriff
Dead or alive, no sheriff
Dead or alive, no sheriff

Well it's a hard road dead or alive
And it's a hard road dead or alive
And it's a hard road dead or alive
And it's a hard road dead or alive

Well he even sent me my picture
(Oh yeah, and hello)
He even sent me my picture
(Yeah yeah)

Hey, how do I look boy (wonderful)
Dead or alive?
How do I look boy (sweet) dead or alive?

It's a hard road dead or alive
It's a hard road dead or alive
Well, it's a hard road dead or alive
And it's a hard road dead or alive

Dead or alive
Dead or alive
Dead or alive
Dead or alive
Dead or alive
Dead or alive
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on April 16, 2006, 12:53:00 PM
Well the new sheriff sent me a letter
Yes the new sheriff sent me a letter
He said, Come up and see me dead or alive,
Come up and see me dead or alive.

Well it's a hard road dead or alive
It's a hard road dead or alive
Well it's a hard road dead or alive
It's a hard road dead or alive

Well I really don't like your hard rock hotel (yeah) sheriff
Well I really don't like your hard rock hotel, sheriff
Dead or alive, no sheriff
Dead or alive, no sheriff

Well it's a hard road dead or alive
And it's a hard road dead or alive
And it's a hard road dead or alive
And it's a hard road dead or alive

Well he even sent me my picture
(Oh yeah, and hello)
He even sent me my picture
(Yeah yeah)

Hey, how do I look boy (wonderful)
Dead or alive?
How do I look boy (sweet) dead or alive?

It's a hard road dead or alive
It's a hard road dead or alive
Well, it's a hard road dead or alive
And it's a hard road dead or alive

Dead or alive
Dead or alive
Dead or alive
Dead or alive
Dead or alive
Dead or alive
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on April 16, 2006, 02:03:00 PM
Oh all the money that in my whole life I did spend,
Be it mine right or wrongfully,
I let it slip gladly past the hands of my friends
To tie up the time most forcefully.
But the bottles are done,
We've killed each one
And the table's full and overflowed.
And the corner sign
Says it's closing time,
So I'll bid farewell and be down the road.

Oh ev'ry girl that ever l've touched,
I did not do it harmfully.
And ev'ry girl that ever I've hurt,
I did not do it knowin'ly.
But to remain as friends and make amends
You need the time and stay behind.
And since my feet are now fast
And point away from the past,
I'll bid farewell and be down the line.

Oh ev'ry foe that ever I faced,
The cause was there before we came.
And ev'ry cause that ever I fought,
I fought it full without regret or shame.
But the dark does die
As the curtain is drawn and somebody's eyes
Must meet the dawn.
And if I see the day
I'd only have to stay,
So I'll bid farewell in the night and be gone.

Oh, ev'ry thought that's strung a knot in my mind,
I might go insane if it couldn't be sprung.
But it's not to stand naked under unknowin' eyes,
It's for myself and my friends my stories are sung.
But the time ain't tall,
Yet on time you depend and no word is possessed
By no special friend.
And though the line is cut,
It ain't quite the end,
I'll just bill farewell till we meet again.

Oh a false clock tries to tick out my time
To disgrace, distract, and bother me.
And the dirt of gossip blows into my face,
And the dust of rumors covers me.
But if the arrow is straight
And the point is slick,
It can pierce through dust no matter how thick.
So I'll make my stand
And remain as I am
And bid farewell and not give a damn.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on April 17, 2006, 02:09:00 PM
I am
I am
I am
In Satan's all-perfect love

ex dien
ex dien
ex dien
Eternal
ex dien ex dien ex dien
Burn

I am the
I am
I am
I am
I am
In Satan's all-perfect love

In Satan's
All-perfect
Love
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on April 17, 2006, 02:33:00 PM
She's my little rock 'n' roll
She's my little rock 'n' roll
The heat's raiding, the tracks is fading
Joints rocking could be anytime at all
But the bitch keeps bitching
Snitcher keeps snitching
Dropping names and telephone numbers and all

She's my little rock 'n' roll
She's my little rock 'n' roll

The scars healing
But the dealers squealing
The pool's in but the patio ain't dry
Well the sense is sensing
That the juice keeps pumping and I know why

She's my little rock 'n' roll
My tits and ass with soul baby
She's my little rock 'n' roll
She's my little rock 'n' roll
You got to shock them, show them
She's my little rock 'n' roll
Shock, shock, shock, oh my, my, my

Well the sense is sensing
That the juice keeps pumping and I know why
The bitch keeps bitching
Snitcher keeps snitching
Dropping names and telephone numbers and all

She's my little rock 'n' roll
My tits and ass with soul baby
She's my little rock 'n' roll
You got to shock them, show them
She's my little rock 'n' roll
She got a feeling to know, baby
She's my little rock 'n' roll
Ah, the little bitch got soul
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on April 17, 2006, 05:10:00 PM
Cool song on guitar..not that hard to play. f13
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on April 18, 2006, 03:05:00 PM
I spend my time in cottonwood looking for a sign
Sitting by myself and I'm running out of time
Listen to the wind talking just to me
Listen now can't you see
   
These are the days no one sees
They run together for company
I am the day no one needs
There'll never come another one like me

Monday morning came another day to you
Tuesday you dreamed it was Wednesday through
And Thursday's child a long way to go
And Friday night knocking on my door

The day is ...oooohh
These are the days no one sees
We run together for company

Well he sat upon a rock
He said what's my name
It ain't tomorrow ain't it yesterday
Now take a look around you if you got the time
And let me introduce some friends of mine
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on April 18, 2006, 08:20:00 PM
I stay in every night of the week
They try but I won't speak
To be my friends
You'll see me once I'm on the mend
   
        Oh man once around the weekend
   Oh man once around the weekend

I watch myself fall apart
I watch the rabbits in my yard
There goes another round the bend
I gotta sweep this floor again          

Well I won't go out to relax
And if you look hard you might see my tracks
They call and try and be my friends
I gotta sweep this floor again
Oh man
Oh man
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on April 19, 2006, 08:02:00 PM
Yeah...
Well I bit off more than I could chew
I sucked awhile and spit it out
You met me once now who are you
You met me twice who am I to doubt
Built to please and raised to rock
Construction starts here on this block
Millenium has come at last
My one horse town is made of glass

   My century...is turning
   My century...is turning

Well so long to the so-so years
Of river mouths and chandeliers
Morning crews that make me yawn
I hold my heave until I'm gone
I cock an ear and crack a smile
Last in line and single file
The only ones standing at this speech
Are the ones with the brooms and the mops and the keys

   -repeat

Now I can't go back...it's my last chance
Now I can't go back...it's my last chance

Blacktop yards and sonic booms
Done heroin and in ladies rooms
Bouncing balls and spinning wheels
Electronic retail power deals
Turning calendars forgotten
Expiration date is rotten
Behind  my eyes I've seen it all
Years go past upon the wall
   
   -repeat

My century...my century
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on April 19, 2006, 08:31:00 PM
They were gonna meet
On a Rocky Mountain street
Two bashful hearts beat in advance
Their hands were gonna sweat
It was all set
She ain't showed up yet
Still a good chance

   It's a love untold
   It's a love untold

Checking on her face
Checks his sleeve for his ace
And both just in case wear clean underwear
Games would be played
Excuses would be made
The stupid things they said
In their prayers

   Oh about a love untold
   It's a love untold

Soft hands slowly move across the blank white page
Thinking of words for my silent lips and fingers to obey

   -repeat

They were gonna meet on a crummy little street
It never came to be I'm told
Does anyone recall the saddest love of all
The one that lets you fall nothing to hold
   It's the love untold...
   Once upon a love untold
   Just another love untold

They were gonna meet on a crummy little street
We were gonna meet on a crummy little street
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on April 19, 2006, 08:34:00 PM
I had it with the friend who uses me
To open doors like I was a skeleton key
   I had it with everyone, had it with anyone I ever knew
   You've had it with you
   You need someone to fall in love, need someone to fall in love  
   Any anyone will do
   You've had it with you

Like Catherine the Great underneath a big horse
Your sexual preference is me of course
I get away with murder and I promise not to hurt her
If I have to shoot
   -repeat

Had it with you
Had it with your shoes..
Had it with you baby and your star-cheap car
I'm fading faster than a UK pop star
I've had it with everyone, everyone I ever knew well I do
   -repeat
You had it with your neighbors, had it with your clothes
 You had it with your records,
 You had it with your friend, had it with your shoes,
 You had it, goddammit!  You've had it with you!

   And you've had it with me too...
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on April 20, 2006, 12:38:00 AM
Big hands on a clock
Little hands covered in chalk
Red lines blue lines
Sometimes sometimes
Angels walk

Giant steps take two
Tiny eyes in a shoe
Make bows of halos
And take those wings off
Angels walk

Fly beside me
Hold my breath
Deep inside me
I'll meet you round the block
Sometimes next time angels walk
Angels walk
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on April 20, 2006, 09:57:00 PM
In a churchyard by a river,
Lazing in the haze of midday,
Laughing in the grasses and the graze.
Yellow bird, you are alone
In singing and in flying on,
In laughing and in leaving.

Willow weeping in the water,
Waving to the river daughters,
Swaying in the ripples and the reeds.
On a trip to Cirrus Minor,
Saw a crater in the sun
A thousand miles of moonlight later.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on April 20, 2006, 09:59:00 PM
We smile and smile
We smile and smile
Laughter echoes in your eyes
We climb and climb
We climb and climb
Footfalls softly in the pines
We cry and cry
We cry and cry
Sadness passes in a while
We roll and roll
We roll and roll
Help me roll away the stone
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on April 26, 2006, 12:02:00 PM
[Kim]
You're it
No, you're it
Hey, you're really it
You're it
No I mean it, you're it

Say it
Don't spray it
Spirit desire (face me)
Spirit desire (don't displace me)
Spirit desire
We will fall

Miss me
Don't dismiss me

Spirit desire

Spirit desire [x3]
We will fall
Spirit desire
We will fall
Spirit desire [x3]
We will fall
Spirit desire
We will fall

[Thurston]
Everybody's talking 'bout the stormy weather
And what's a man do to but work out whether it's true?
Looking for a man with a focus and a temper
Who can open up a map and see between one and two

Time to get it
Before you let it
Get to you

Here he comes now
Stick to your guns
And let him through

Everybody's coming from the winter vacation
Taking in the sun in a exaltation to you
You come running in on platform shoes
With Marshall stacks
To at least just give us a clue
Ah, here it comes
I know it's someone I knew

Teenage riot in a public station
Gonna fight and tear it up in a hypernation for you

Now I see it
I think I'll leave it out of the way
Now I come near you
And it's not clear why you fade away

Looking for a ride to your secret location
Where the kids are setting up a free-speed nation, for you
Got a foghorn and a drum and a hammer that's rockin'
And a cord and a pedal and a lock, that'll do me for now

It better work out
I hope it works out my way
'Cause it's getting kind of quiet in my city's head
Takes a teen age riot to get me out of bed right now

You better look it
We're gonna shake it
Up to him

He acts the hero
We paint a zero
On his hand

We know it's down
We know it's bound too loose
Everybody's sound is round it
Everybody wants to be proud to choose
So who's to take the blame for the stormy weather
You're never gonna stop all the teenage leather and booze

It's time to go round
A one man showdown
Teach us how to fail

We're off the streets now
And back on the road
On the riot trail
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on April 26, 2006, 12:07:00 PM
hatred
I hate the past

I can't see anything at all, all I see is me
that's clear enough
and that's whats important, to see me

my eyes can focus
my brain is talking
looks pretty good to me
my head's on straight, my girlfriend's beautiful
looks pretty good to me

sometimes I speak
tonight there's nothing to say
sometimes we freak
and laugh all day

hold these pages up to the light
see the jacknife inside of the dream
a railroad runs through the record stores at night
coming in for the deep freeze

Mary: a simple word, are you there in the country?
Yr eyes so full, yr head so tight
can't you hear me?
Remember our talk
that day on the phone?
I was the door, and you were the station
with shattered glass and miles between us
we still flew away in the conversation

my cup is full, and I feel okay
the world is dull, but not today

she think's she's a goddess
she says she talks to the spirits
I wonder if she can talk to herself?
If she can bear to hear it?

this is Eric's trip
we've all come to watch him slip
he's slipping all the way to Texas
can you dig it?

(Eric says "The sky is blue...")
I see with a glass eye
the pavement view
a shadow forming, across the fields rushing
thru me to you

we tore down the world, and put up four walls
I breathe in the myth
I'm over the city, fucking the future
I'm high and inside yr kiss

we can't see clear
but what we see is a alright
we make up what we can't hear
and then we sing all night

scattered pages and shattered lights
a jacknife and a dream
there's something moving over there on the right
like nothing I've never seen
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: try another castle on April 26, 2006, 04:07:00 PM
I keep going round and round on the same old circuit
A wire travels underground to a vacant lot
Where something I can't see interrupts the current
And shrinks the picture down to a tiny dot
And from behind the screen, it can look so perfect
But it's not

So here I'm sitting in my car at the same old stop light
I keep waiting for a change, but I don't know what
So red turns into green turning into yellow
But I'm just frozen here on the same old spot
And all I have to do is to press the pedal
But I'm not

No, I'm not

People are tricky, you can't afford to show
Anything risky, anything they don't know
The moment you try
Well, kiss it goodbye

So baby, kiss me like a drug, like a respirator
And let me fall into the dream of the astronaut
Where I get lost in space that goes on forever
And you make all the rest just an afterthought
And I believe it's you who could make it better
Though it's not
No, it's not
No, it's not
--------------------------------------

I've been really identifying with this song recently. Anyone else ever feel this way, or am I just being dramatically tragic?

_________________
"Truth may be stranger than fiction... but it is never as strange as lies."
-John Hodgman
[ This Message was edited by: sorry... try another castle on 2006-04-26 13:08 ]
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on April 27, 2006, 12:25:00 PM
Oh, other people feel that way too, but yes, they are also being dramatically tragic.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on April 28, 2006, 11:20:00 PM
I never smoked with no cigarettes
I never drank much booze
But I'm only a man, don't you understand
And a man can sometimes lose
You gave me something I never had
Pulled me down with you
Pulled me up, think I'm in love
Hope you can pull me through

I overdosed on you
I overdosed on you
Crazy but it's true
Ain't nothing I can do
I overdosed on you

Oh woman you give to me
More than I can take
But listen honey, I don't mind
You're a habit I don't want to break
Don't want none of that hard stuff
Don't need it anymore
I'm in love, and I'm sinking fast
And I don't need no cure

I overdosed on you
I overdosed on you
Crazy but it's true
Ain't nothing I can do
I overdosed on you

Gee I was happy as a man could be
To far gone to escape
Power of love, don't pull me off
Just write on my grave:

I overdosed on you
I overdosed on you
Crazy but it's true
Ain't nothing I can do
I overdosed on you
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on May 02, 2006, 01:29:00 PM
You read me my rights and then you said "Let's go" and nothing more
I thought of my nights, and how they were
They were filled with...

I know you wouldn't go
You'd watch my heart burst then you'd step in
I had to know so I asked
You just had to laugh

We sat in the night with my hands cuffed at my side
I look at your life and your style
I wanted nothing more
I know you wouldn't go
You'd watch my heart burst then you'd step in
I had to know so I asked
You just had to laugh

Walking the line, you were a marksman
Told me that law, like wine, is ageless
Public defender
You had to admit
You wanted the love of a sex offender

I know you wouldn't go
You'd watch my heart burst then you'd step in
I had to know so I asked
You just had to laugh

My vision in blue, I call you from inside my cell
And in the trial, you were there
With your badge and rubber boots

I think all the time how I'm going to perpetrate love with you
And when I get out, there's no doubt I'll be sex offensive to you
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: try another castle on May 08, 2006, 09:09:00 PM
please god
touch me or
send me an angel to fuck me
dress him in leather pants and
give him a sense of humour

yeah yeah yeah yeah

please god
oh holy
i've been a good girl mostly
so could you send me some
money money money i'm
out of ammunition

yeah yeah

please god
trinity
could you shine your light upon me and
i'll take several pairs of those shoes in
red vinyl black and blue suede blue , ya

yeah yeah yeah

well, i ain't never done wrong to a man that
didn't deserve a hole in his brain now
i've been living on a thin thin dollar and
learning my lessons through hunger and pain so

Send me an angel to fuck me
Send me an angel to fuck me
Send me an angel to fuck me
Send me an angel

Yeah yeah yeah

please god
kiss me
and would please turn up that jazz
it makes me feel so cool cool cool when ya
slide that ice up my dress, oh

Yeah yeah yeah

please god
divine
could you lick down my spine as i
die in a slick white t bird
that explodes into beautiful flames

Yeah yeah yeah

well, i ain't never done wrong to a man that
didn't deserve a hole in his brain now
i've been living on a thin thin dollar and
learning my lessons through hunger and pain so

Send me an angel to fuck me
Send me an angel to fuck me
Send me an angel to fuck me
Send me an angel

Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Second Skin on May 08, 2006, 10:14:00 PM
mother mary come to me
cause i am a wicked child
i have sinned and i am so confused and i am a wicked child
i am a wicked child

i am the devils son and i wish i could be good for you
i walk a crooked mile
but i wish i could be good
i wish i could be good

if i could have kept the straight and narrow
if i could have kept the straight and narrow
and not have broke your heart
not have broke your heart

now i wake up in the night
lying on my bed
it's tugging at my arms and legs
like i was a marionette

send baby jesus
surely it is time
send baby jesus
let him radiate his light
radiate his light
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on May 15, 2006, 01:50:00 PM
Down in the garden district
Where the plants grow strong and tall
Behind the bush there lurks a girl
Who makes them strong and tall

Villagers call her: quicklime girl
Behind her back: quicklime girl
Behind the bush: quicklime girl
She's the mistress of the salmon salt: quicklime girl

In the fall when plants return
By harvest time, she knows the score
Ripe and ready to the eye
But rotten somehow to the core

Villagers call her: quicklime girl
Behind her back: quicklime girl
Behind the bush: quicklime girl
She's the mistress of the salmon salt: quicklime girl

A harvest of life, or harvest of death
One body of life, one body of death
And when you've gone and choked to death
With laughter and a little step
I'll prepare the quicklime, friend
For your ripe and ready grave

It's springtime now and cares subside
And the planting's almost done
And fertile graves, it seems, exist
Within a mile of that duke's joint
Where coast guard crews still take their leave
Lying listless in the sun
And the quick lime girl still plies her trade
The reduction of the many from the one

And they call her: quicklime girl
Behind her back: quicklime girl
Behind the bush: quicklime girl
She's the mistress of the salmon salt: quicklime girl

A harvest of life, a harvest of death
Resumes it's course each day
Because it exists by schedule
A harvest to live, ...............................
And those that crawl, and those that chirp
And next life's swans that seem to turn
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on May 18, 2006, 10:48:00 AM
Holt Boulevard
Between Gary and White
Hooked up with some friends at the Travelodge
Set ourselves up for the night

Carpenter ants in the dresser
Flies in the screen
It will be too late by the time we learn
What these cryptic symbols mean

And I dreamt of a house
Haunted by all you tweakers with your hands out
And the headstones climbed up the hills
And the headstones climbed up the hills

Send somebody out for soda
Comb through the carpet for clues
Reflective tape on our sweatpants
Big holes in our shoes
Every couple minutes someone says he can't stand it any more
Laugh lines on our faces
Scale maps of the ocean floor

And I dreamt of a camera
Pointing out from inside the televsion
And the aperture yawning and blinking
And the headstones climbed up the hills

If anybody comes to see me
Tell 'em they just missed me by a minute
If anybody comes in to our room while we're asleep
I hope they incinerate everybody in it

And I dreamt of a factory
Where they manufactured what I needed
Using shiny new machines
And the headstones climbed up the hills
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on May 20, 2006, 03:15:00 PM
"Gold Lion"

Gold lion's gonna tell me where the light is,
Gold lion's gonna tell me where the light is,
Take our hands out of control,
Take our hands out of control

Now, tell me what you saw,
Tell me what you saw,
There was a crowd of seeds,
Inside, outside,
I must have done a dozen each

It was the height I threw, the weight,
The shell was crushing you,
I've been around a few

Tell me what you saw,
I'll tell you what to...
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ohh ohh
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ohh ohh

Gold lion's gonna tell me where the light is,
Gold lion's gonna tell me where the light is,
Take our hands out of control,
Take our hands out of control

Outside, Inside,
This is the moon without a tide,
We'll build a fire in your eyes,
We'll build a fire when the cover's getting brighter,
Cold desire makes the moon without a tide

Tell me what you saw,
I'll tell you what to...
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ohh ohh
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ohh ohh

Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ohh ohh
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ohh ohh
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: RTP2003 on May 24, 2006, 11:54:00 PM
"Then Came The Last Days of May"

(thought this was appropriate for the time of year----RTP)


Parched land no desert sand, sun was just a dot
And a little bit of water goes a long way, 'cause it's hot
Three good buddies were laughing and smoking in the back
Of a rented ford
They couldn't know they weren't going far

Each one with the money in his pocket
Could go out and buy himself a brand new car
But they all had the money they had
Money they hoped would take them very far

The sky was bright, a traffic light, now and then a truck
And they hadn't seen a cop around all day, what luck!
They brought everything they needed
bags and scales to weigh the stuff
The driver said the border's just over the bluff

It wasn't until the car suddenly stopped
In the middle of a cold and barren place
And the other guy turned and spilled
Three boys blood, did they know a trap had been lain?

Thereof came the last days of may, I'll be breathing dry air
I'm leaving soon, the others are already there
Would you be interested in coming along, instead of staying here?
They say the west is nice this time of year[ This Message was edited by: RTP2003 on 2006-05-24 20:56 ]
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on May 25, 2006, 11:52:00 PM
Why they wanna see my spine mommy?
Why they wanna see my spine?
It's gonna hurt again mommy
Much worse than last time
Am i gonna see god, mommy?
Am i gonna die?
It really hurts mommy!
Am i gonna die?

Smile on mighty jesus
Spinal meningitis got me down

I'm feelin' greasy mommy
Please don't let me die
Stinky vaseline mommy!
Please don't let me die
Am i gonna see god, mommy?
Am i gonna die?
It really hurts mommy!
Am i gonna die?

Smile on mighty jesus
Spinal meningitis got me down
Smile on mighty jesus
Spinal meningitis got me down
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on May 26, 2006, 12:02:00 AM
Morgans pain succumbs to the frame
In a zany combination of Waynes pet young'n'
Astral plane conversing lame
In a zany combination of Waynes pet young'n'

A stained pane drownin out the rain
In a zany combination of Wayne's pet young'n'
You name the game and I'll bring Dwayne
And Roger and Rerun to Wayne's pet young'n'

Reruns brain - confetti stain
In a zany combination of Wayne's pet young'n'
Whats your name? are you glad you came?
But would you die in the name of Wayne's pet young'n'?
Yes I would! aaaahhhh!

Ahahahahahahahaha!
Ahahahahahahahaha!
Ha ha!
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on May 29, 2006, 10:32:00 PM
I ride in your slipstream. I wear your reflection
I echo your heartbeat in the wind

You might say that we're lovers. You might say that we're strangers
You think you don't know me, but you're wearing my ring

Good dream. Bad dream. Just don't mean a thing
Good road. Bad road. Just don't mean a thing
But down in the whine of the wheels you'll hear me sing

I'm like a TV eye in the sky, but I'm right behind you
I'm like your signed confession, but I'm right behind you
I'm like the child you never were, but I'm right behind you
Let's ride

I ride in your slipstream. Don't try to touch me
Just trust me to love you. I love you

I ride in your slipstream.
I ride in your slipstream.
I ride in your slipstream.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on June 26, 2006, 05:21:00 PM
We're driven here to die, we're a mass without a mind
We live for our problems or any shit we find
They tell us what to do, then they turn out the lights
We stumble and we grovel, we mope and we gripe

Doomed! Nothing to look forward to
Doomed! To wait is all that we can do

Too tired to try hard, to tired to stand up straight
Too tired to invent things, to tired to plot or hate
This is health and ease, this is a clean street
This will make you drowsy, too tired to stand and speak

Doomed! Nothing to look forward to
Doomed! To wait is all that we can do
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on June 28, 2006, 11:43:00 PM
I sold my soul for the second time
Cos the man, he don't pay me
I begged my landlord for some more time
He said "Son, the bills waiting"

My best friend called me the other night
He said "Man, are you crazy?"
My girlfriend told me to get a life
She said "boy, you lazy"

But I don't mind
As long as there's a bed beneath the stars that shine
I'll be fine
If you give me a minute
A mans got a limit
I cant get a life if your heart's not in it

I don't mind
As long as there's a bed beneath the stars that shine
I'll be fine
If you give me a minute
A mans got a limit
I cant get a life if my heart's not in it

I lost my faith in the summertime
Cos it don't stop raining
The sky all day's as black as night
But I'm not complaining

I begged my doctor for one more line
He said "Son, words fail me"
It ain't no place to be killing time
But I guess I'm just lazy

I don't mind
As long as there's a bed beneath the stars that shine
I'll be fine
If you give me a minute
A mans got a limit
I cant get a life if my heart's not in it

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Import ... Idle_(song (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Importance_of_Being_Idle_(song))
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: NAILBOMB on June 29, 2006, 08:21:00 AM
I was only 15, standout on the ave.
Youre chasing a bad dream, a luxury I never had
Living my life in the box, or sleepin in the trash
Taking girls for the things I need, like booze, drugs and ass
Get stoned, daily survival in the war zone
Yeah our teens meant everything, alright
Half rack, smoking out till its all black
Death trap, watch me going blind, oh
I dont care what you say, i
Or what you do
Chemical addiction is
Getting rid of you
So high, colors turn to sound
Goodbye, let us in and well lay you in the ground
Chosen on the floor, take another drag
Bought a bunch of valiums from skinny broadway bag
I dont know much about heroin but i, I wanna try
Just about everything once before I die
Get stoned, daily survival in the war zone
Yeah our teens meant everything, alright
Half rack, smoking out till its all black
Death trap, watch me going blind, oh
I dont care what you say, i
Or what you do
Chemical addiction is
Getting rid of you
So high, colors turn to sound
Goodbye, let us in and well lay you in the ground
Now jerry do me like this...
Get stoned, daily survival in the war zone
Yeah our teens meant everything, alright
Half rack, smoking out till its all black
Death trap, watch me going blind, oh
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on June 29, 2006, 11:44:00 AM
Hello
I've waited here for you
Everlong

Tonight
I throw myself into
And out of the red out of her head she sang

Come down
And waste away with me
Down with me

Slow out
You wanted it to be
Over my head, out of my head she sang

And i wonder
When i sing along with you
If everything could ever feel this real forever
If anything could ever be this good again
The only thing i'll ever ask of you
You've got to promise not to stop when i say when
She sang

Breathe out
So I can breathe you in
Hold you in

And now
I know you've always been
Out of your head out of my head I sang

And i wonder
When i sing along with you
If everything could ever feel this real forever
If anything could ever be this good again
The only thing i'll ever ask of you
You've got to promise not to stop when i say when
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Misty Blue 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
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik 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!
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: The Butcher 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
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: The Butcher 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
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: The Butcher 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
Title: Curtis Mayfield- If There's A Hell Below We're All Gonna Go
Post by: Froderik 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
Title: Talking Heads - Electric Guitar
Post by: Froderik on July 17, 2006, 11:18:05 PM
Title: Motorhead - Too Late Too Late
Post by: Froderik 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
Title: The Beatles - Long, Long, Long
Post by: teachback 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.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: starry-eyed pirate 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.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: starry-eyed pirate 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.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous 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.......
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Fr. Cassian 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!"
Title: Patti Smith Group--"Babelogue"
Post by: Anonymous 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
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous 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
Title: channel surfing
Post by: teachback on August 24, 2006, 01:30:13 PM
Calling President Johnson
Calling Richard Nixon
Calling Che Guevera
Calling Tony Braxton
Calling Joan of Arc
I?m calling up Napoleon
I?m calling up the Shah of Iran
I?m calling up Dick Cheney
Calling up Socrates
Calling up Bart Simpson
Calling up Mickey Mantle
Calling up Joe Jackson
I?m calling up Biggie Smalls
And I?m calling up his momma
I?m calling up Los Angeles
And I?m calling up New Orleans
I?m calling up the grave diggers
I?m calling up alcoholics
I?m calling up Uzbekistan
I?m calling up Genghis Khan
I?m channel surfing ESP
To save me from this boredom

(followed by 30 seconds or a minute of sonic jihad and talkinghead overlay)
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on August 24, 2006, 02:57:29 PM
Get up, stand up: stand up for your rights!
Get up, stand up: stand up for your rights!
Get up, stand up: stand up for your rights!
Get up, stand up: don't give up the fight!

Preacherman, don't tell me,
Heaven is under the earth.
I know you don't know
What life is really worth.
It's not all that glitters is gold;
'Alf the story has never been told:
So now you see the light, eh!
Stand up for your rights. Come on!

Get up, stand up: stand up for your rights!
Get up, stand up: don't give up the fight!
Get up, stand up: stand up for your rights!
Get up, stand up: don't give up the fight!

Most people think,
Great God will come from the skies,
Take away everything
And make everybody feel high.
But if you know what life is worth,
You will look for yours on earth:
And now you see the light,
You stand up for your rights. Jah!

Get up, stand up! (Jah, Jah!)
Stand up for your rights! (Oh-hoo!)
Get up, stand up! (Get up, stand up!)
Don't give up the fight! (Life is your right!)
Get up, stand up! (So we can't give up the fight!)
Stand up for your rights! (Lord, Lord!)
Get up, stand up! (Keep on struggling on!)
Don't give up the fight! (Yeah!)

We sick an' tired of-a your ism-skism game -
Dyin' 'n' goin' to heaven in-a Jesus' name, Lord.
We know when we understand:
Almighty God is a living man.
You can fool some people sometimes,
But you can't fool all the people all the time.
So now we see the light (What you gonna do?),
We gonna stand up for our rights! (Yeah, yeah, yeah!)

So you better:
Get up, stand up! (In the morning! Git it up!)
Stand up for your rights! (Stand up for our rights!)
Get up, stand up!
Don't give up the fight! (Don't give it up, don't give it up!)
Get up, stand up! (Get up, stand up!)
Stand up for your rights! (Get up, stand up!)
Get up, stand up! ( ... )
Don't give up the fight! (Get up, stand up!)
Get up, stand up! ( ... )
Stand up for your rights!
Get up, stand up!
Don't give up the fight!
Title: Aerosmith--"Combination"
Post by: Anonymous on August 24, 2006, 03:37:42 PM
The street is cold, the dawn is gray
My heart says no but my head says stay
My work is finished, or so I've been told
You can't part the three of us, once we got a hold

I forgot my name
I took a shot on the chin
I'm rearranging my game
Tell by the shape I'm in

In the line of fire, you know what to say
They gave us no choices, just one shade of gray
My legs keep moving, don't seem to stray
But I know each step we take, they're one step away

I found the secret, the key to the vault
We walked in darkness, kept hittin' the walls
I took the time, to feel for the door
I found the secret, the key to it all

I got the Nouveauree
And dragged it home to bed
I traded you for me
I took it all and said

I find my own fun, sometimes for free
I got to pay it to come looking for me
Walking on Gucci, wearin' Yves Saint Laurent
Barely stay on, 'cause I'm so God damn gaunt

I found the secret, the key to the vault
We walked in darkness, kept hittin' the walls
I took the time, to feel for the door
I found the secret, the key to it all
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on August 24, 2006, 03:43:26 PM
Quote
I got the Nouveauree

I think that's "nouveau riche".. cool song, think I'll listen to it..
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on August 24, 2006, 03:53:54 PM
yeah, I just cut and pasted, didn't look past the first lines, which seemed correct....
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on August 24, 2006, 04:04:37 PM
shit happens, lol...good song...i 'just' listened to the vinyl
Title: sometimes we cry
Post by: Anonymous on August 25, 2006, 12:56:01 AM
Van Morrison -- The Healing Game -- Sometimes We Cry

Sometimes we know, sometimes we don't
Sometimes we give, sometimes we won't
Sometimes we're strong, sometimes we're wrong
Sometimes we cry

Sometimes it's bad when the going gets tough
When we look in the mirror and we want to give up
Sometimes we don't even think we'll try
Sometimes we cry

Well we're gonna have to sit down and think it right through
If we're only human what more can we do
The only thing to do is eat humble pie
Sometimes we cry

'Fore they put me in a jacket, and they take me away
I'm not gonna fake it like Johnnie Ray
Sometimes we live, sometimes we die
Sometimes we cry

Sometimes we can't see anything straight
Sometimes everybody is on the make
Sometimes it's lonely on the lost highway
Sometimes we cry, sometimes we cry

Gonna put me in a jacket, and take me away
I'm not gonna fake it like Johnnie Ray
Sometimes we live, sometimes we die
Sometimes we cry, sometimes we cry
 
Sometimes we live, sometimes we die
Sometimes we cry, sometimes we cry
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on August 28, 2006, 11:38:55 PM
Ennio Morricone--"The Ballad OF Hank McCain"

(from the film "Machine Gun McCain")



No one knows better than McCain
Life's a filthy dirty game
Very very hard to win

No one knows better than McCain
How to disregard the pain
Never, never let it in

No one knows better than McCain
That an angry man goes blind
Knocks his head against the wall

No one knows better than McCain
How it hurts a man to fight
That he's human after all

No one knows better than McCain
What a desperate man may do
When it gets too hard to bear

No one knows better than McCain
How to spit on the taboos
As they thought he'd never dare



No one knew better than McCain
How to care for number one
How to take and never give

No one knew better than McCain
That when all is said and done
That's the only way to live

No one knew better than McCain
Just how angry you can be
When they cage you in with laws

No one knew better than McCain
That a man who thinks he's free
knocks his head against a wall

No one knew better than McCain
Just how bitter it would be
To be beaten after all

No one knew better than McCain
They're the ones who fix the game
They're the ones with loaded dice

No one knew better than McCain
That they'd get him all the same
And they made him pay the price
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on August 29, 2006, 12:37:54 AM
Sonic Youth--"Sugar Kane"  ( I heard that Sugar Kane was Marilyn Monroe's alias that she would use when checking into hotels.  My friends and I used it as a euphemism for something else we were doing a lot of at the time this record came out.  It works lyrically either way.)

You're perfect in the way
A perfect end today
You're burning out their lights
And burning in their eyes
I love you sugar kane
A comin' from the rain
Oh, kiss me like a frog
And turn me into flame
I love you all the time
I need you 8 to 9
And I can stay all night
Your body shining
And I know
There's something down there
Sugar soul
Back to the cross
A twisted lane
There something down there
Sugar kane

I'm back again in love
I'm back again a dove
But where'd you get your light
Your smilin' sugar life
Another lovers day
Another cracked up night
And every night I say
The light is coming

And I know
There's something down there
Sugar cone
Back to the cross
A twisted lane
There something down there
Sugar kane

Hey angel, come and play
And fly me away
A stroll along the beach
Until you're out of time
I love you sugar kane
A crack into the dream
I love you sugar kane [x5]
I love you sugar
Title: Godsmack......Kicked Ass
Post by: frootloop88va on September 06, 2006, 04:10:15 PM
I Stand Alone
I STAND ALONE I've told you this once before, can't control me If you try to take me down you're gonna break I feel your every nothing that you're doin for me I'm thinking you outta make your own way I stand alone Inside, I Stand alone You're always hiding behind your so called Godess So what. You don't think that we can see you're face? Ressurected back before the final falling I'll never rest until i can make my own way I'm not afraid of fading. . . I Stand Alone Feeling your sting down inside me, I'm not dying for it I stand alone. Everything that i believe is fading I stand Alone, inside i stand alone And now it's my time It's my time to dream dream of the skies Make me believe that this place isn't plagued by the poison in me And help me decide if my fire will burn out before you can breathe into me Chorus

 
Re-Align
Decisions made from desperation - no way to go. Internal instincts craving isolation - for me to grow. My fears come alive, in this place where I once died. Demons dreaming knowing I - I just needed to realign. Fell in a river of illusion - and apathy. Drowning in a self-induced confusion - I'd rather be. Yeah! My fears come alive, in this place where I once died. Demons dreaming knowing I - I just needed to realign. Yeah
Title: Coldplay~ Square One
Post by: Second Skin on September 12, 2006, 03:52:52 PM
Square One

You're in control
Is there anywhere you wanna go?
You're in control
Is there anything you wanna know?
The future's for discovering
The space in which we travel in

From the top of the first page
To the end of the last day
From the start in your own way
You just want somebody listening to what you say
It doesn't matter who you are

Under the surface trying to break through
Deciphering the codes in you
I need a compass, draw me a map
I'm on the top, I can't get back

Whooooaaa, whooooaaa

The first line on the first page
To the end of the last page (you were looking at)
From the start in your own way
You just want somebody listening to what you say
It doesn't matter who you are
It doesn't matter who you are

You just want somebody listening to what you say
You just want somebody listening to what you say
It doesn't matter who you are
It doesn't matter who you are

Is there anybody out there who
Is lost and hurt and lonely too
Are they bleeding all your colours into one?
And if you come undone
As if you've been run through
Some catapult it fired you
You wonder if your chance'll ever come
Or if you're stuck in square one
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on September 12, 2006, 06:11:23 PM
Iggy--"Some Weird Sin" (from Lust For Life

Well, i never got my license to live
They won't give it up
So i stand at the world's edge

Well, i'm trying to break in
Oh no, it's not for me
And the sight of it all
Makes me sad and ill
That's when i want
Some weird sin

Things get too STRAIGHT
I can't bear it
I feel stuck
Stuck on a pin

Well i'm trying to break in
And i know it's not for me
And the sight of it all
Makes me sad and ill
That's when i want
Some weird sin
That's when i want
Some weird sin
Just to relax with

That's some dumb weird sin
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on September 12, 2006, 06:43:32 PM
Cool... I remember that song and listened to it after seeing your post.. I have that album on vinyl..it's part of a 2 LP set that includes The Idiot. Funny about that line..
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on September 13, 2006, 07:36:42 AM
Urge Overkill--"Sister Havana" (from the album Saturation.)  I always thought this one was a little political, like it was calling for Cubans to kill Castro--lines like "Overthrow...." and "We could have a holiday", as well as the opening lines.  Hard to say, but I always thought of it as an allegory for urging a coup detat in the guise of a song about a guy trying to get with a Cuban girl.  Dunno, but that's my take on it.



Sister Havana

Come around to my way of thinkin'
Don't you want to, want to get along?
Everyday just like a vacation with you
When I'm watchin' you and Fidel Castro in the sand, kissin'!

Girl you got to roll
Sister Havana,
Overthrow
Sister Havana

She's comin on like a bicycle army
Everybody's waitin' for the man to come down from the tower
Every day is just like a vacation with you layin' right here now
I'm watchin you and Fidel Castro in the sand, assassin!

Girl you got to roll
Sister Havana,
Overthrow
Sister Havana
Sister Havana
Sister Havana
Sister Havana

Sister Havana

There's no time to lose
I don't care what they say
There's no time to lose
We could have a holiday
But there's no time for hesitation
(There's no time to lose)
There's no time, no time for waitin'
(There's no time to lose)
There's no time so let's take the time and get it on today
(There's no time to lose)

Girl you got to roll
Sister Havana
Overthrow,
Sister Havana
Sister Havana, Sister Havana
Sister Havana, Sister Havana
Sister Havana
Come around to my way of thinkin'
Come around to my way of thinkin'
Come around to my way of thinkin'
Come around Sister
Title: BOC--"Morning Final"
Post by: Anonymous on September 17, 2006, 09:46:14 AM
He cast a grim shadow
Through the busy street
Said he was a junkie
And he punctuated his walk with a gun
Motiveless murder
The papers scream
The cops all said
The crowd was iced by the sight
Oh baby don't it make you feel so bad
Dark clouds are over the street
After what I read, I can hardly feel my heart...
My heart beat
Down the subway stairs
After him they leapt
An echo snap and scream of fire
The hot pursuit was done
For the last time he felt the light
And gave up his last fight
Oh baby don't it make you feel so bad
Dark clouds are over the street
After what I read, I can hardly feel my heart...
My heart beat
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on September 20, 2006, 10:14:58 PM
Back in black
I hit the sack
I've been too long I'm glad to be back
Yes, I'm let loose
From the noose
That's kept me hanging about
I've been looking at the sky
'Cause it's gettin' me high
Forget the hearse 'cause I never die
I got nine lives
Cat's eyes
Abusin' every one of them and running wild

'Cause I'm back
Yes, I'm back
Well, I'm back
Yes, I'm back
Well, I'm back, back
I'm back in black
Yes, I'm back in black

Back in the back
Of a Cadillac
Number one with a bullet, I'm a power pack
I'm in a bang
With a gang
They've got to catch me if they want me to hang
Cause I'm back on the track
And I'm beatin' the flack
Nobody's gonna get me on another rap
So look at me now
I'm just makin' my play
Don't try to push your luck, just get out of my way
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on September 21, 2006, 10:17:11 AM
Close one there
Choking in clean underwear
Bleeding tongue
Eight ball pounding in my lungs
Ship to shore
I can't see the coastline anymore
I shouldn't be here
I thought I made that loud and clear

But the master of disaster
Gets tangled in his telecaster
He can't play it any faster
When he plays the blues
When he had the heart to ask her
And every note just shook the plaster
Now he's just a mean old bastard
When he plays the blues

China town
Chasing that old dragon down
Madam Wong's
We play the blues with the curtains drawn
Sidewalks of white
While the LA sun beat out the night
Pounding brain
My last transmission down the drain
Taken from OldieLyrics.com
And the master of disaster
Gets tangled in his telecaster
He can't play it any faster
When he plays the blues
When he had the heart to ask her
And every note just shook the plaster
Now he's just a mean old bastard
When he plays the blues

There's a debt I owe
I'll never pay before I go
So I sing the blues
Hand me down my walking shoes
You're in my heart
Though we may be miles apart
There's my point
I'll see you in another joint

When the master of disaster
Gets tangled in his telecaster
He can't play it any faster
When he plays the blues
When he had the heart to ask her
And every note just shook the plaster
Now he's just a mean old bastard
When he plays the blues
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on September 24, 2006, 04:02:06 PM
Wondering what I'm doing tonight
I've been in the closet and feel all right
Ran out of Carbona
Mom threw out the glue
Ran out of paint and roach spray too
It's TV's fault why I am this way
Mom and pop wanna put me away
From the early morning movie to the late late show
After it's over nowhere to go
And I'm not sorry for the things I do
My brain is stuck from shooting glue
I'm not sorry for the things I do
Carbona not glue
Title: A Pain That I'm Used To~ Depeche Mode
Post by: Second Skin on September 25, 2006, 04:30:02 PM
I'm not sure
What I'm looking for anymore
I just know
That I'm harder to console
I don't see who I'm trying to be
Instead of me
But the key
Is a question of control
 
Can you say
What you're trying to play anyway
I just pay
While you're breaking all the rules
All the signs that I find
Have been underlined
Devils thrive on the drive
That is fuelled
 
All this running around
Well it's getting me down
Just give me a pain that I'm used to
I don't need to believe
All the dreams you conceive
You just need to achieve
Something that rings true
 
There's a hole in your soul
Like an animal
With no conscience
Repentance unknown
Close your eyes
Pay the price for your paradise
Devils feed on the seeds
That are sown
 
Can't conceal what I feel
What I know is real
No mistaking the faking
I care
With a prayer in the air
I will leave it there
On a note full of hope
Not despair
 
All this running around
Well it's getting me down
Just give me a pain that I'm used to
I don't need to believe
All the dreams you conceive
You just need to achieve
Something that rings true
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on October 11, 2006, 03:57:34 AM
GRATEFUL DEAD--"BERTHA"

I had a hard run
Running from your window
I was all night running, running, running
I wonder if you care?
I had a run-in
Run around and run down
Run around a corner
Run smack into a tree

I had to move
Really had to move
That's why if you please
I am on my bended knees
Bertha don't you come around here anymore

Dressed myself in green
I went down to the sea
Try to see what's going down
Maybe read between the lines
Had a feeling I was falling, falling, falling

Turned around to see
Heard a voice calling, calling, calling
You was comin after me
Back to me

I had to move
Really had to move
That's why if you please
I am on my bended knees
Bertha don't you come around here anymore

Ran into a rainstorm
Ducked into a bar door
It was all night pouring, pouring rain
But not a drop on me

Test me, test me
Why don't you arrest me?
Throw me in the jail house
Until the sun goes down
Till it go down

I had to move
Really had to move
That's why if you please
I am on my bended knees
Bertha don't you come around here anymore
Title: Jethro Tull-Song For Jeffrey
Post by: Anonymous on October 11, 2006, 11:25:33 PM
Jethro Tull-"Song For Jeffrey"


Gonna lose my way tomorrow,
gonna give away my car.
I'd take you along with me,
but you would not go so far.
Don't see what I do not want to see,
you don't hear what I don't say.
Won't be what I don't want to be,
I continue in my way.

Don't see, see, see where I'm goin',
Don't see, see, see where I'm goin',
Don't see, see, see where I'm goin' to,
I don't want to.

Everyday I see the mornin' come on in the same old way.
I tell myself tomorrow brings me things I would not dream today.
Title: David Wilcox ~ Hard Part
Post by: Antigen on October 28, 2006, 02:00:11 PM
I see the look that's in your eyes
That says I must keep most of me inside
Cause you'd never love me if I didn't hide
The secrets of my heart

Well I'm not here for the surface stuff
I just get bored with all that fluff
So show me the edges even if it's rough
And let the real love start

You think your shame and deep disgrace are more than I can bear
But you can go to your darkest place
I will meet you there

[chorus]
I'm strong enough to take it and I know what you've been through
You've got a whole heart
Give me the hard part
I can love that too
[/chorus]

You look at me with some surprise
And I see the doubt that's in your eyes
Like something deep inside you cries
With a hunger to be known
Like a tiger born in a city zoo
There's been no place for what's inside of you
You try to live like the others do and it leaves you so alone

I know you think that the heat of your pain is more than I can stand
Burn it all in one big flame and I will hold it in my hand

[chorus]


Now your eyes well up with tears
As deisre mixes with your fears
After so many wounded years can you long for what you've missed
You want a cool breeze to dance with your flame
A long lost lover who knows your true name
A secret garden beyond this shame
And it all comes down to this

You think your drowning hope will die in a sea without a shore
But I can drink that ocean dry and still come back for more

[chorus]
[chorus]
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on November 08, 2006, 01:05:20 PM
When I'm lyin' in my bed at night
I don't wanna grow up
Nothin' ever seems to turn out right
I don't wanna grow up.
How do you move in a world of fog
That's always changing things
Makes me wish that I could be a dog

When I see the price that you pay
I don't wanna grown up
I don't ever wanna be that way
I don't wanna grow up.
Seems like folks turn into things
That they'd never want
The only thing to live for
Is today...

I'm gonna put a hole in my T.V. set
I don't wanna grow up
Open up the medicine chest
And I don't wanna grow up
I don't wanna have to shout it out
I don't want my hair to fall out
I don't wanna be filled with doubt
I don't wanna be a good boy scout
I don't wanna have to learn to count
I don't wanna have the biggest amount
I don't wanna grow up.

Well when I see my parents fight
I don't wanna grow up
They all go out and drinking all night
And I don't wanna grow up
I'd rather stay here in my room
Nothin' out there but sad and gloom
I don't wanna live in a big old tomb
On Grand Street

When I see the 5 o'clock news
I don't wanna grow up
Comb their hair and shine their shoes
I don't wanna grow up
Stay around in my old hometown
I don't wanna put no money down
I don't wanna get me a big old loan
Work them fingers to the bone
I don't wanna float a broom
Fall in love and get married then boom
How the hell did it get here so soon
I don't wanna grow up.
Title: Plan 9--"I Like Girls"
Post by: Anonymous on November 22, 2006, 10:25:34 PM
I like girls who walk in triplicate
I like girls who dot their eyes
I like girls who use their mirrors
I like girls work the crowd

Girls are always in demand
Girls are vital contraband

I like girls who walk in triplicate
I like girls with central heat
I like girls with built-in radar
I like girls with dangerous curves......
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on November 23, 2006, 04:58:35 PM
billy bragg waiting for the great leap forward

It may have been Camelot for Jack and Jacqueline
But on the Che Guevara highway filling up with gasoline
Fidel Castro's brother spies a rich lady who's crying
Over luxury's disappointment
So he walks over and he's trying
To sympathise with her but he thinks that he should warn her
That the Third World is just around the corner

In the Soviet Union a scientist is blinded
By the resumption of nuclear testing and he is reminded
That Dr Robert Oppenheimer's optimism fell
At the first hurdle

In the Cheese Pavilion and the only noise I hear
Is the sound of someone stacking chairs
And mopping up spilt beer
And someone asking questions and basking in the light
Of the fifteen fame filled minutes of the fanzine writer

Mixing Pop and Politics he asks me what the use is
I offer him embarrassment and my usual excuses
While looking down the corridor
Out to where the van is waiting
I'm looking for the Great Leap Forwards

Jumble sales are organised and pamphlets have been posted
Even after closing time there's still parties to be hosted
You can be active with the activists
Or sleep in with the sleepers
While you're waiting for the Great Leap Forwards

One leap forward, two leaps back
Will politics get me the sack?

Here comes the future and you can't run from it
If you've got a blacklist I want to be on it

It's a mighty long way down rock 'n roll
From Top of the Pops to drawing the dole

If no one seems to understand
Start your own revolution and cut out the middleman

In a perfect world we'd all sing in tune
But this is reality so give me some room

So join the struggle while you may
The Revolution is just a T-shirt away
Waiting for the Great Leap Forwards
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Therion on November 24, 2006, 04:33:09 AM
A little older, little wiser
With every breath I learn just a little more
ANd with all I've seen, I've finally made up my mind
Enough of this world
Enough blood in these eyes
So, so, so sick of this life

It's about time I realized
Release this hate from inside
Enough blood in my eyes
Call it what you will
Call it suicide
Disregard how you feel
I'm just freeing my mind
Clench my teeth as I sleep
So, so, so sick of this life
Cannot take, cannot fake
Can't shake this blood from these eyes

All I have and all I will be
Nevertheless I'll live for all eternity
'Cause you can't erase my words, can't erase my mind
You can't wipe out my thoughts
Can't shake this blood from my eyes
So, so, so don't even try

Just give me one good reason to live
I'll give you three to die
Let's leave this world behind
Title: Gotta love suicide pacts
Post by: Therion on November 24, 2006, 04:49:04 AM
There's blood on the floor and you're not even moving.
Don't really know if it's mine or yours but you ain't moving.

Eyes are wide as you grin at me.
You know there's a place where you rather would be.
If you should die and I survive, how could I go on knowing that I'm still alive?

Here breathing.

There's a beast that's living deep within me.
Forcing me to feed all my needs.
Yeah he's in me.

And he brought us here to end our fears.
To wave goodbye to all of the tears.
To start a new live on the other side of the river.

Well my world would be over.
My world would be over.

Hold on, hold on, I won't be long.
Wait for me, man, I won't be long.

You were such in a rush to reach the other side.
Look at yourself with that look in your eye.
Smiling wide, pre-occupied with that river.

Well my world would be over.
My world would be over
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on November 24, 2006, 06:10:42 AM
I don't know what the world may need,
but I'm sure as hell that is starts with me.
And that's a wisdom,
I've laughed at.

I don't know what the world may want,
but a good stiff drink it surely don't.
So I think I'll go and fix myself a tall one.

Cuz what the world needs now
is a new kind of tension.
Cuz the old one just bores me to death.
Cuz what the world needs now
is another folk singer
like I need a hole in my head.

I don't know what the world may need,
but a V8 engine is a start for me.
Think I'll drive to find a place,
to be surly.
I don't know what the world may want,
but some words of wisdom could comfort us.
Think I'll leave that up to someone wiser.

Cause, what the world needs now
are some true words of wisdom
like La La La
La La
La La La La
Cause, what the world needs now
is another folk singer
like I need a hole in my head.

I don't know what the world may need,
and I never grasp your complexities.
I'd be happy just to get your attention.
And, I don't know what the world may want,
but your long, sweet body lying next to mine
could certainly raise my spirits.

Cause what the world needs now
is a new Frank Sinatra
so I can get you into bed.
Cause what the world needs now
is another folk singer
like I need a hole in my head.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on November 24, 2006, 06:15:06 AM
Twelve men broke loose in '73
From Milhaven maximum security
Twelve pictures lined up across the front page
seems the mounties had a summertime war to wage
The chief told the people they had nothing to fear
The last thing they'd wanna do is hang around here
They mostly came from towns with long French names
But one of the dozen was a hometown shame

Same pattern on the table, same clock on the wall
Been one seat empty 18 years in all
Freezing slow time away from the world
He's 38 years old, never kissed a girl
He's 38 years old, never kissed a girl

We were sitting round table, heard the telephone ring
Father said he'd tell me if he saw anything
Heard the tap on the window in the middle of the night
Held back the curtains for my older brother Mike

See my sister got raped, so a man got killed
Local boy went to prison, man's buried on the hill
Folks went back to normal when they closed the case
They still stare at their shoes when they pass our place

My mother cried "The horror has finally ceased"
He whispered "yeah, for the time being, at least"
Over his shoulder, on the squad car megaphone
Said "Let's go Michael, son, we're taking you home"

Same pattern on the table, same clock on the wall
Been one seat empty 18 years in all
Freezing slow time away from the world
He's 38 years old, never kissed a girl
He's 38 years old, never kissed a girl
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on November 24, 2006, 06:41:55 AM
Starry starry night
paint your palette blue and grey
look out on a summer's day
with eyes that know the darkness in my soul.

Shadows on the hills
sketch the trees and the daffodils
catch the breeze and the winter chills
in colors on the snowy linen land.

And now I understand
what you tried to say to me
how you suffered for your sanity
how you tried to set them free.

They would not listen
they did not know how
perhaps they'll listen now.

Starry starry night
flaming flo'rs that brightly blaze
swirling clouds in violet haze
reflect in Vincent's eyes of China blue.

Colors changing hue
morning fields of amber grain
weathered faces lined in pain
are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.

And now I understand
what you tried to say to me
how you suffered for your sanity
how you tried to set them free.

They would not listen
they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now.

For they could not love you
but still your love was true

And when no hope was left in sight
on that starry starry night.
You took your life as lovers often do
But I could have told you
Vincent
this world was never meant for one
as beautiful as you.

Starry starry night
portraits hung in empty halls
frame-less heads on nameless walls
with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
Like the strangers that you've met
the ragged men in ragged clothes
the silver thorn of bloody rose
lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.

And now I think I know
what you tried to say to me
how you suffered for your sanity
how you tried to set them free.

They would not listen
they're not list'ning still
perhaps they never will.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on December 03, 2006, 05:36:21 PM
Revolution in their minds - the children start to march
Against the world which they have to live in
Oh! The hate that's in their hearts
They're tired of being pushed around and told just what to do
They'll fight the world until they've won and love comes flowing through

Children of tomorrow live in the tears that fall today
Will the sunrise of tomorrow bring in peace in any way?
Must the world live in the shadow of atomic fear?
Can they win the fight for peace or will they disappear?

So you children of the world, listen to what I say
If you want a better place to live in, spread the words today
Show the world that love is still alive; you must be brave
Or you children of today are Children of the Grave, Yeah!
Title: Grateful Dead-"Lazy Lightnign-->Supplication"
Post by: Anonymous on December 07, 2006, 04:46:24 PM
Lazy lightning
Sleepy fire in your eyes
Is it desire in disguise?
I keep on tryin' but I--
I can't get through

Lazy lightning
I'd like to find the proper potion
To kinda capture your emotion
You're right beside me but I--
I can't get through


You're a loop of lazy lightning,
Liquid loop of lazy lightning,
Must admit you're kinda fright'ning,
But you really get me high


So exciting,
When I hear your velvet thunder
Seems so near I start to wonder,
Would you come closer if I--
I asked you to?


So inviting,
The way you're messin' with my reason
It's an obsession but it's pleasin'
Tell me a lie and I will swear
I'll swear it's true


You're a loop of lazy lightning,
Liquid loop of lazy lightning,
Must admit you're kinda fright'ning,
Liquid loop of lazy lightning


Rope of fire 'round my heart,
Rope of fire ever tight'nin',
Rope of fire 'round my heart,
It's either lunacy or lightnin'


Lazy lightning
The way you always 'lectrify me
Someday I know you'll satisfy me
And all that lightning will be my lightning too
My lightning too


["Supplication"]

(Whoo-hoo-hoo) Dizzy ain't the word for the way that you're
Makin' me feel now
(Whoo-hoo-hoo) I need some indication if
All of this is real now
(Whoo-hoo-hoo) I've heard it said there could be something
Wrong in my head, now
(Whoo-hoo-hoo) Could it be infatuation or am I just
Bein' mislead, now
Little bolt of inspiration, right beside me now
Sparkin' my imagination, lightening now
Causin' instant excitation, cause you're frightening now
Come to heed my supplication, got to have it now
My light'nin' too, My light'nin' too
Title: Peter Tosh - BURIAL
Post by: Anonymous on December 07, 2006, 08:56:02 PM
Them want I, them want I
fe com'a them funeral
Them claim say, them claim say
them are the general

Them want I, them want I
fe com'a them funeral
Them claim say, them claim say
them are the general

What a big disgrace
the way you rob up the place
Grab everything you can find
yes you did
and you even rob the blind

You must see want I fe
com'a, com'a funeral
and I no go
no one burial

Yet you want I
com'a, com'a funeral
Make your friend come claim say
you are the general

Now we know the truth, yes we do
find you wearing the boot
of taking people's business on your head, yeah
so might as well you be dead

Them want I, them want I
fe com'a them funeral
Them claim say, them claim say
them are the general

Them want I, them want I
com'a them funeral
Them claim say, them claim say
them are the general

Let the dead bury the dead, now
and who is to be fed, be fed
I ain't got no time to waste on you, no, no
I'm a living man, I've got work to do, right now

This man and that man
yes they are the same man
You taught us this just as well
that the rich man heaven is the poor man's hell

You must see want I
fe com'a, com'a funeral
Natty no go
no one burial

Yet you want I
com'a, com'a funeral
Make your friend come claim say
you are the general

Them want I, them want I
fe com'a them funeral
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on December 09, 2006, 02:19:11 AM
Dunno why, but I've been on a Dead kick the last couple of weeks.


"It Must Have Been The Roses" by the Grateful Dead

Annie layed her head down in the roses
She had ribbons, ribbons, ribbons
in her long brown hair
I don't know, it must have been the roses
All I know is I could not leave her there


I don't know, it must have been the roses
The roses or the ribbons in her long brown hair
I don't know maybe it was the roses
All I know was I could not leave her there


Ten years the waves rolled the
ships home from the sea
Thinking well how it may blow
in all good company
if I tell another what
your own lips told to me
may I lay neath the roses
and my eyes no longer see


I don't know, it must have been the roses
The roses or the ribbons in her long brown hair
I don't know maybe it was the roses
All I know was I could not leave her there


One pane of glass in the window
No one is complaining though,
come in and shut the door
Faded is the crimson from the
ribbons that she wore
and it's strange how no one
comes round anymore


I don't know, it must have been the roses
The roses or the ribbons in her long brown hair
I don't know maybe it was the roses
All I know was I could not leave her there


Annie layed her head down in the roses
She had ribbons, ribbons, ribbons
in her long brown hair
I don't know, it must have been the roses
All I know was I could not leave her there


I don't know, it must have been the roses
The roses or the ribbons in her long brown hair
I don't know maybe it was the roses
All I know was I could not leave her there
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on December 10, 2006, 11:22:17 AM
People going nowhere, taken for a ride
Looking for the answers that they know inside
Searching for a reason, looking for a rhyme
Snow White's mirror said "partners in crime!"

Don't they ever have to worry?
Don't you ever wonder why?
It's a part of me that tells you
Oh, don't you ever, don't ever say die
Never, never, never say die again

Sunday's satisfaction, Monday's home and dry
Truth is on the doorstep, welcome in the lie
All dressed up in sorrow, got no place to go
Hold back, `till it's ready, taking it slow

Don't they ever have to worry?
Don't you ever wonder why?
It's a part of me that tells you
Oh, don't you ever, don't ever say die
Never, never, never say die again

Don't you ever say die
Don't you ever say die
Never say die

Panic, silver lining, writing's on the wall
Children get together, you can save us all
Future's on the corner, throwing us a die
Slow down, turn around, everything's fine

There's no need to have a reason
There's no need to wonder why
It's a part of me that tells you
Oh, don't you ever, don't ever say die
Never, never, never say die again
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: starry-eyed pirate on December 10, 2006, 11:36:17 AM
Black Sabbath will enlighten you.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on December 12, 2006, 01:25:28 AM
Take me through the centuries to supersonic years
Electrifying enemy is drowning in his tears
All I have to give you is a love that never dies
The symptom of the universe is written in your eyes
Yeah

Mother moon, she's calling me back to her silver womb
Father of creation takes me from my stolen tomb
Seventh night the unicorn is waiting in the skies
A symptom of the universe, a love that never dies
Yeah

Take my hand, my child of love come step inside my tears
Swim the magic ocean I've been crying all these years
When our love will ride away into eternal skies
A symptom of the universe, a love that never dies
Yeah
Title: Origin of Love - Hedwig and the Angry Inch
Post by: try another castle on December 14, 2006, 07:46:19 PM
When the earth was still flat
And the clouds made of fire
And mountains stretched up to the sky
Sometimes higher
Folks roamed the earth
Like big rolling kegs
They had two sets of arms
They had two set of legs
They had two faces staring
Out of one giant head
So they could watch all around them
As they talked: while they read
And they never knew nothing of love
It was before the origin of love.

The origin of love

And there were three sexes then
One that looked like two men
Glued up back to back
Called the children of the sun
And similar in shape an girth
Were the children of the earth
They looked like two girls
Rolled up in one
And the children of the moon
Were like a fork shoved on a spoon
They were part sun, part earth
Part daughter, part son

The origin of love

Now the gods grew quite scared
Of our strength and defiance
And Thor said
"I'm going to kill them all
with my hammer
Like I killed the giants."
And Zeus said "No,
You better let me
Use my lightning like scissors
Like I cut the legs off the whales
Dinosaurs into lizards."
And then he grabbed up some bolts
And he let out a laugh
Said "I'll split them right down the middle.
Gonna cut them right up in half."
And the storm clouds gathered above
Into great balls of fire

And then fire shot down
From the sky in bolts
Like shining blades
Of a knife.
And it ripped
Right through the flesh
Of the children of the sun
And the moon
And the earth
And some Indian god
Sewed the wound up into a hole
Pulled it round our belly
To remind us of the price we pay.
And Osiris and the gods of the Nile
Gathered up a big storm
To blow a hurricane
To scatter us away
In a flood of wind and rain
And a sea of tidal waves
To wash us all away
And if we don't behave
They'll cut us down again
And we'll be hopping around on one foot
And looking through one eye.

Last time I saw you
We had just split in two.
You were looking at me.
I was looking at you.
You had a way so familiar
But I could not recognize
Cause you had blood on your face;
I had blood in my eyes.
But I could swear by your expression
That the pain down in your soul
Was the same one as the one down in mine.
That's the pain
Cuts a straight line
Down through the heart;
We called it love.
So we wrapped our arms around each other
Trying to shove ourselves back together.
We were making love
Making love.
It was a cold dark evening
Such a long time ago
When by the mighty hand of Jove
It was a sad story
How we became
Lonely two-legged creatures
It's the story of
The origin of love.
That's the origin of love.
Title: Urge Overkill - What's This Generation Coming To?
Post by: Froderik on December 14, 2006, 08:40:01 PM
Do you wanna
Do you wanna
Said do you wanna live your life
Without the groove
of the plastic fantastic machine?
To live a life like that
Well that's not for me
(?) just like me

Would you please?
Would you please?
Want you to turn the tables around
(Don't take my vinyl away)
I want the tables turning my sound
(Don't take my vinyl away)

Can't find my favorite record
'Cause they tell me they will never make it anymore
I wish someone could tell me
Just exactly what this generation's coming to

Do you wanna live a life
Without the groove
Of the plastic fantastic machine
To live a life like that
Well that's not for me

Don't take my vinyl away

Won't you turn the tables around
I want the tables turning my sound

Every time a hear a CD
Seems like someone's trying to shoot me
With a laser beam
I wish someone could tell me
Just exactly what this generation's coming to
Title: Full on Idle - Amps/Breeders
Post by: try another castle on December 16, 2006, 01:23:50 AM
Say you're
One man's taste
Want what? Fall and break
We've seen the dream folks
In our day
What?
Fought the father the pope
Finally sent away

Warden!
Lock it!
Free love's
Fought our battles through the day
We were full on idle
A lot of them say
Obey
Your colorist
Bleach it all the way

Free reign!
Good rest!
Break!
Every brunette in the way
We were full on idle
A lot of them say
Obey
Your violence
It's kinda late
Say! You're!
One man's date
Want what?
Fall and break
We were full on idle
A lot of them say
Obey your violence
Look close!
Hate!
Tide all white
Row!
On the glass surf
He pulled the paddle
It's okay with me

What I'd like to do
With your violin
And it's bow
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: starry-eyed pirate on December 26, 2006, 12:02:40 PM
"...I'm gonna make ya bleed, somehow-ow!!!..."
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on December 26, 2006, 01:03:27 PM
Quote from: ""starry-eyed pirate""
"...I'm gonna make ya bleed, somehow-ow!!!..."

This reminds me, I was just thinking of posting these lines by the DC Hardcore band, The Faith:

"I may be idle but I'm far from stagnant
The thoughts in my head have begun to fragment
I know what I want & I take what I need
I'm gonna make their society bleed!"
Title: Fucking hostile
Post by: try another castle on December 29, 2006, 01:30:37 AM
1, 2, 3, 4!

Almost every day
I see the same face
On broken picture tube
It fits the attitude
If you could see yourself
You put you on a shelf
Your verbal masturbate
Promise to nauseate
Today I'll play the part of non-parent
Not make a hundred rules
For you to know about yourself
Not lie and make you believe
What's evil is making love
and making friends
and meeting God you're own way
The right way

We stand alone

The truth in right and wrong
The boundaries of the law
You seem to miss the point
Arresting for a joint?
You seem to wonder why
Hundreds of people die
You're writing tickets man
My mom got jumped -- they ran!
Now I'll play a public servant

To serve and protect
By the law and the state
I'd bust the punks
That rape steal and murder
And leave you be
If you crossed me
I'd shake your hand like a man
Not a god

Come meet your maker, boy
Some things you can't enjoy
Because of heaven/hell
A fucking wives' tale
They put it in your head
Then put you in your bed
He's watching say your prayers
Cause God is everywhere
Now I'll play a man learning priesthood
Who's about to take the ultimate test in life
I'd question things because I am human
And call NO ONE my father who's no closer than a stranger

I won't listen

To see
To bleed
Cannot be taught
In turn
You're making us
Ohhhh Fucking hostile
Title: Blue October: Hate me
Post by: webdiva on January 01, 2007, 06:17:40 PM
ive always  liked this song, for the longest time i thought he was singing about a girlfriend not his mother.  

Hate Me

i have to block out thoughts of you
so i don?t lose my head
they crawl in like a cockroach
leaving babies in my bed

dropping little reels of tape
to remind me that i?m alone
playing movies in my head
that make a porno feel like home

there's a burning in my pride
a nervous bleeding in my brain
an ounce of peace is all i want for you
will you never call again

and will you never say that you loved me just to put it in my face
and will you never try to reach me it is i that wanted space

hate me today
hate me tomorrow
hate me for all the things i didn?t do for you

hate me in ways
yea ways hard to swallow
hate me so you can finally see what?s good for you

i?m sober now for three whole months
it?s one accomplishment that you helped me with
the one thing that always tore us apart is the one thing i wont touch again

in my sick way i want to thank you
for holding my head up late at night
while i was busy waging wars on myself
you were trying to stop the fight

you never doubted my warped opinions
on things like suicidal hate
you made me compliment myself
when it was way to hard to take

so i?ll drive so fucking far away
that i never cross your mind
and do whatever it takes in your heart
to leave me behind

hate me today
hate me tomorrow
hate me for all the things i didn?t do for you

hate me in ways
yea ways hard to swallow
hate me so you can finally see what?s good for you

with a sad heart i say bye to you and wave
kicking shadows on the street for every mistake that i had made
and like a baby boy i never was a man
until i saw your blue eyes cry and i held your face in my hand

and then i fell down yelling make it go away
just make her smile come back and shine just like it use to be
and then she whispered how can you do this to me

hate me today
hate me tomorrow
hate me for all the things i didn?t do for you

hate me in ways
yea ways hard to swallow
hate me so you can finally see what?s good for you for you for you for you...
Title: a few GS tunes i really like
Post by: webdiva on January 01, 2007, 07:09:41 PM
a few GS tunes i really like awesome stress relievers! lol

Sick of Life

Paralyzed
Nothing's getting through to me
Hypnotized from all my surroundings
I wanna be something I could never be
I wanna say things that I could never say
Yeah, I'm gonna do it again

Sick of my life
I'm tired of everything in my life

Dragged down
Rubbing my face in the ground
No time for the undecided
I wanna know why I've always felt alone
And I wanna love
Why am I untouchable
Yeah, I'm gonna do it again

Sick of my life
I'm tired of everything in my life
I never wanted to be sick of my life
I'm tired of everything in my lifeback to top


Awake    
Wait another minute
Can't you see what this pain has fucking done to me
I'm alive and still kickin'
What you see I can't see
And maybe you'll think before you speak

I'm alive for you
I'm awake because of you
I'm alive I told you
I'm awake swallowing you

Take another second
Turn your back on me
And make believe that you're always happy
It's safe to say you're never alive
A big part of you has died
And by the way
I hope you're satisfied

I'm alive for you
I'm awake because of you
I'm alive I told you
I'm awake swallowing you

Tearing it back unveiling me
Taking a step back so I can breathe
Hear the silence about to break
Fear resistance when I'm awakeback to top

Greed
Two faced
I feel you crawling under my skin
Sickened by your face
By the way
To think that you're so fucking kind
You ain't

Hard to find how I feel
Especially when your smothering me
Hard to find how I feel
Please someone help me

I knew when an angel whispered into my ear
You gotta get him away
Hey little bitch
Be glad you finally walked away
You may have not lived another day

Hard to find how I feel
Especially when your smothering me
Hard to find how I feel
Please someone help me
Hard to find how I feel
Controlling me every step of the way
Hard to find how I feel
You greedy little baby
Title: the black crowes
Post by: Froderik on January 01, 2007, 07:50:12 PM
If you feel like a riot, then don't you deny it
Put your good foot forward
No need for heroics I just want you to show it
Now's the time to shine
Your independence is a half ass deliverance
The train has left the station
The recognition of the same old condition
Your symptoms showing through

Well regardless of the truth
You still act so aloof
In the face of your judge & jury
You have the nerve to say not guilty

But can you sting me
Can you sting me
Right to my rotten bones

Well the bells ring out for the crimes of the century
By courtesy of your mother
The signs reads welcome to the valley of discovery
Look at what money can buy
Sons & daughters better open your eyes
Tell me what you're seeing
This submission is a tired tradition
It's everyone's sacrifice

Well believe you me
I've got nothing up my sleeve
Except a heart and a chip on my shoulder
Yes I'm young and don't like getting older

Yeah but can you sting me
Can you sting me
Right to my rotten bones

Come on my sweet little thing
What new things can you show me today
I got one question
I believe it's subjective
What is a wasp without her sting?

I don't want to sound bitter
Yeah you touch me just like murder
Living ain't so easy
When all I want from you is to sting me

Can you sting me
Title: Re: the black crowes
Post by: webdiva on January 01, 2007, 08:07:19 PM
Quote from: ""Froderik""
Can you sting me


Well I am a scorpio, what do you think! Kick ass song by the way. Love the black crowes!
Title: Disturbed
Post by: webdiva on January 01, 2007, 09:05:33 PM
Yet another

Liberate by Disturbed

"Liberate"

Liberate your mind
You motherfucker, you're so narrow-minded
So narrow-minded
Liberate your mind
Now motherfucker, will you liberate your mind
This time

Bold motherfucker
Don't limit your mind
Can't you see that the pace
Has fallen behind
All the hate in your heart
Will be leaving you blind
So bold motherfucker
Don't you limit your mind
This time

Waiting, for your modern messiah
To take away all the hatred
That darkens the light in your eye
Still awaiting. I

"Out of Zion shall come forth a law
And the word of the Lord from Jerusalem
Nation shall not raise sword against nation
And they shall not learn war anymore
For the mouth of the Lord hath spoken"

Waiting, for your modern messiah
To take away all the hatred
That darkens the light in your eye
Still awaiting.
Title: And on a positive note...
Post by: webdiva on January 01, 2007, 09:09:25 PM
Actually a very positive song at least for Disturbed.. One of my favorites...

"Land Of Confusion"

I must have dreamed a thousand dreams
Been haunted by a million screams
But I can hear the marching feet
They're moving into the street

Now, did you read the news today?
They say the danger has gone away
But I can see the fire's still alight
They're burning into the night

There's too many men, too many people
Making too many problems
And there's not much love to go around
Can't you see this is a land of confusion?

This is the world we live in
And these are the hands we're given
Use them and let's start trying
To make it a place worth living in

Oh, superman, where are you now?
When everything's gone wrong somehow?
The men of steel, these men of power
Are losing control by the hour

This is the time, this is the place
So we look for the future
But there's not much love to go around
Tell me why this is a land of confusion

This is the world we live in
And these are the hands we're given
Use them and let's start trying
To make it a place worth living in

I remember long ago
When the sun was shining
And all the stars were bright all through the night
In the wake of this madness, as I held you tight
So long ago

I won't be coming home tonight
My generation will put it right
We're not just making promises
That we know we'll never keep

There's too many men, too many people
Making too many problems
And there's not much love to go round
Can't you see this is a land of confusion?

Now, this is the world we live in
And these are the hands we're given
Use them and let's start trying
To make it a place worth fighting for

This is the world we live in
And these are the names we're given
Stand up and let's start showing
Just where our lives are going to
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on January 01, 2007, 09:43:43 PM
Good morning, good morning...
Nothing to do to save his life call his wife in
Nothing to say but what a day how's your boy been
Nothing to do it's up to you
I've got nothing to say but it's O.K.
Good morning, good morning...

Going to work don't want to go feeling low down
Heading for home you start to roam then you're in town
Everybody knows there's nothing doing
Everything is closed it's like a ruin
Everyone you see is half asleep.
And you're on your own you're in the street.

After a while you start to smile now you feel cool
Then you decide to take a walk by the old school.
Nothing had changed it's still the same
I've got nothing to say but it's O.K.
Good morning, good morning...

People running round it's five o'clock
Everywhere in town is getting dark
Everyone you see is full of life.
It's time for tea and meet the wife
Somebody needs to know the time, glad that I'm here.

Watching the skirts you start to flirt now you're in gear.
Go to show you hope she goes.
I've got nothing to say but it's O.K.
Good morning, good morning...
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: webdiva on January 02, 2007, 01:22:35 AM
Quote from: ""The Beatles""
Good morning, good morning...
Nothing to do to save his life call his wife in
Nothing to say but what a day how's your boy been
Nothing to do it's up to you
I've got nothing to say but it's O.K.
Good morning, good morning...


i like that.

i kinda missed the beatles era ... i blame the partridge family... and parents that didn't know good music if it shot them in the head. but im gettin into them now. i guess imma late bloomer, but hey i was like 10 or 5 or some shit.

i didn't know much about much when it came to good music and then i couldnt listen to anything good during straight. it wasnt til i got to dj a bunch of interesting places, one being a "classic rock" club in Allentown Maryland.That one was 2nd to the Oldies R&B night, so i got turned on to a lot of good classic rock that i missed out on over the years, but there is so much I still runnin across,  shit I have either never heard or didn't realize it was a certain band etc. Good thing though, no complaints. I like discovering good music even if it has been out forever! lol  :o  :o  :o
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on January 06, 2007, 09:28:31 PM
I'm looking through a hole in the sky
I'm seeing nowhere through the eyes of a lie
I'm getting closer to the end of the line
I'm living easy where the sun doesn't shine

I'm living in a room without any view
I'm living free because the rent's never due
The synonyms of all the things that I've said
Are just the riddles that are built in my head

Hole in the sky, take me to heaven
Window in time, through it I fly

I've seen the stars disappear in the sun
The shooting's easy if you've got the right gun
And even though I'm sitting waiting for Mars
I don't believe there's any future in cause

Hole in the sky, take me to heaven
Window in time, through it I fly
Yeah

I've watched the dogs of war enjoying their feast
I've seen the western world go down in the east
The food of love became the greed of our time
But now I'm living on the profits of pride
Title: BOC--Transmaniacon MC
Post by: Anonymous on January 08, 2007, 03:36:35 AM
Godsmack?  Disturbed?  Those guys are part of the problem,,,,,,,I deeply appreciate the Sabbath lyrics, it ameliorated the nausea somewhat.  I'm gonna try for the cure with some BOC.  Yeah, their goofy and all, and don't get me wrong, rock and roll still sucks and all, and I hate it, but it ain't BOC's fault.  They gave it a good shot.



With satan's hog no pig at all, and the weather getting dry
We'll head south from altamont in a cold blooded travelled trance
So clear the road my bully boys and let some thunder pass
We're pain, we're steel, a plot of knives,
We're transmaniacon MC

Behind the pantry, behind the tree, the ghouls adopt that child
Whose name resounds forever, whose name resounds on terror
And I'm no fool to call that hog, cause man I remember
Those who did resign their souls
To transmaniacon MC

And surely we did offer up behind that stage at dawn
Beers and barracuda, reds and monocaine
Pure nectar of antipathy behind that stage at dawn
To those who would resign their souls
To transmaniacon MC

Cry the cable, cry the word, unknown terror's here
And won't you try this tasty snack, behind the scenes or but the back
Which was the stage at altamont, my humble boys of listless power:
We're pain, we're steel, a plot of knives
We're transmaniacon MC
Title: Re: BOC--Transmaniacon MC
Post by: Froderik on January 08, 2007, 10:13:37 AM
Quote from: ""Guest""
I deeply appreciate the Sabbath lyrics

No problem; I've "just" been getting into Sabotage, a fantastic rock album.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on January 21, 2007, 01:52:44 PM
You gotta be crazy, you gotta have a real need.
You gotta sleep on your toes, and when you're on the street,
You gotta be able to pick out the easy meat with your eyes closed.
And then moving in silently, down wind and out of sight,
You gotta strike when the moment is right without thinking.

And after a while, you can work on points for style.
Like the club tie, and the firm handshake,
A certain look in the eye and an easy smile.
You have to be trusted by the people that you lie to,
So that when they turn their backs on you,
You'll get the chance to put the knife in.

You gotta keep one eye looking over your shoulder.
You know it's going to get harder, and harder, and harder as you get older.
And in the end you'll pack up and fly down south,
Hide your head in the sand,
Just another sad old man,
All alone and dying of cancer.

And when you loose control, you'll reap the harvest you have sown.
And as the fear grows, the bad blood slows and turns to stone.
And it's too late to lose the weight you used to need to throw around.
So have a good drown, as you go down, all alone,
Dragged down by the stone.

I gotta admit that I'm a little bit confused.
Sometimes it seems to me as if I'm just being used.
Gotta stay awake, gotta try and shake off this creeping malaise.
If I don't stand my own ground, how can I find my way out of this maze?

Deaf, dumb, and blind, you just keep on pretending
That everyone's expendable and no-one has a real friend.
And it seems to you the thing to do would be to isolate the winner
And everything's done under the sun,
And you believe at heart, everyone's a killer.

Who was born in a house full of pain.
Who was trained not to spit in the fan.
Who was told what to do by the man.
Who was broken by trained personnel.
Who was fitted with collar and chain.
Who was given a pat on the back.
Who was breaking away from the pack.
Who was only a stranger at home.
Who was ground down in the end.
Who was found dead on the phone.
Who was dragged down by the stone.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: try another castle on January 22, 2007, 01:09:01 AM
Phone by the cash register
Quarter in your pocket
Miles away but you can't call home
No, you can't call home

Home is where you are
Home is where you are
Miles away, noone knows where
Miles away, don't call home
Anyway, don't call this way

Hey, don't call
You never can call
Don't even write

Noone can help you
You don't know what to do
Don't call home
Noone likes you
Wants your call

You couldn't care less
You don't know what is happening
You don't know why you're angry
You don't know why you left home
You can't call, you never can call

Hey, don't call, you never can call
Hey, don't call, you never can call
Hey, don't call, you never can call
Hey, don't call, you never can call

Don't even write
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on January 23, 2007, 05:19:16 PM
Oh the time will come up
When the winds will stop
And the breeze will cease to be breathin'.
Like the stillness in the wind
'Fore the hurricane begins,
The hour when the ship comes in.

Oh the seas will split
And the ship will hit
And the sands on the shoreline will be shaking.
Then the tide will sound
And the wind will pound
And the morning will be breaking.

Oh the fishes will laugh
As they swim out of the path
And the seagulls they'll be smiling.
And the rocks on the sand
Will proudly stand,
The hour that the ship comes in.

And the words that are used
For to get the ship confused
Will not be understood as they're spoken.
For the chains of the sea
Will have busted in the night
And will be buried at the bottom of the ocean.

A song will lift
As the mainsail shifts
And the boat drifts on to the shoreline.
And the sun will respect
Every face on the deck,
The hour that the ship comes in.

Then the sands will roll
Out a carpet of gold
For your weary toes to be a-touchin'.
And the ship's wise men
Will remind you once again
That the whole wide world is watchin'.

Oh the foes will rise
With the sleep still in their eyes
And they'll jerk from their beds and think they're dreamin'.
But they'll pinch themselves and squeal
And know that it's for real,
The hour when the ship comes in.

Then they'll raise their hands,
Sayin' we'll meet all your demands,
But we'll shout from the bow your days are numbered.
And like Pharaoh's tribe,
They'll be drownded in the tide,
And like Goliath, they'll be conquered.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on January 29, 2007, 01:11:21 PM
I roar like a dinosaur

Roll like a cheshire Gator

Just outta prisin on 6 dollars Bai-ai-ail-ailllll......

Fuck $tr8!!!
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on January 29, 2007, 01:20:09 PM
Those are my lyrics and maybe you shouldn't take 'em to heart.

They are very personal.

That is the way I express myself

That is my freedom and you can't touch it.

and Fuck $tr8 too!!!
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Megalomania on February 08, 2007, 12:05:40 PM
I hide myself inside the shadows of shame
The silent symphonies were playing their game
My body echoed to the dreams of my soul
It started something that I could not control

Where can I run to now, the joke is on me
No sympathizing God, its insanity yeah

Why don't you just get out of my life, yeah
Why don't you just get out of my life, now
Why doesn't everybody leave me alone, now
Why doesn't everybody leave me alone, yeah

Obsessed with fantasy, possessed with my schemes
I mixed reality with pseudo god dreams
The ghost of violence was something I'd seen
I sold my soul to be the human obscene

How could this poison be the dream of my soul
How did my fantasies take complete control, yeah

Why don't you just get out of my life, yeah?
Why don't you just get out of my life now?
Why doesn't everybody leave me alone now?
Why doesn't everybody leave me alone, yeah?

Well I feel something's taking me I don't know where
It's like a trip inside a separate mind
The ghost of tomorrow from my favorite dream
Is telling me to leave it all behind
Feel it slipping away, slipping in tomorrow
Got to get to happiness
Want no more of sorrow

Realized when to hide
How I tried to get away from you now
Now am I right if I fight
That I might just get away from you now
Sting me!

Well I feel something's giving me the chance to return
It's giving me the chance of saving my soul
Pictures of demigod are fading away
I'm going backwards but I'm in control
Feel it slipping away, slipping in tomorrow
Getting back to sanity, providence of sorrow

Was it wise to disguise
How I tried to get away from you now
Is there a way that I could pay
Or is it true I have to stay with you now

How I lied, went to hide
How I tried to get away from you now
Am I right in my fight?
That I might just get away from you now
Suck me!

I'm really digging schizophrenia, the best of the earth
I've chased my soul in the fires of hell
Peace of mind eluded me but now it's all mine
I simply try but he wants me to fail
Feel it slipping away, slipping in tomorrow
Now I've found my happiness, providence of sorrow

No more lies, I got wise
I despise the way I worshipped you yeah
Now I'm free let me see
That now instead, I won't be led by you now
Free!
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on February 09, 2007, 06:38:26 PM
Peter Gabriel--Digging In The Dirt"

Something in me, dark and sticky
All the time it's getting strong
No way of dealing with this feeling
Can't go on like this too long

[Chorus:]
This time you've gone too far [x3]
I told you [x4]
This time you've gone too far [x3]
I told you [x4]

Don't talk back
Just drive the car
Shut your mouth
I know what you are
Don't say nothing
Keep your hands on the wheel
Don't turn around
This is for real
Digging in the dirt
Stay with me, I need support
I'm digging in the dirt
To find the places I got hurt
Open up the places I got hurt

The more I look, the more I find
As I close on in, I get so blind
I feel it in my head, I feel it in my toes
I feel it in my sex, that's the place it goes

[Chorus]

I'm digging in the dirt
Stay with me I need support
I'm digging in the dirt
To find the places I got hurt
To open up the places I got hurt

Digging in the dirt
To find the places we got hurt
[x7]
Title: Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds "RED RIGHT HAND"
Post by: RTP2003 on February 10, 2007, 04:17:28 AM
Take a litle walk to the edge of town
Go across the tracks
Where the viaduct looms,
Like a bird of doom
As it shifts and cracks
Where secrets lie in the border fires,
In the humming wires
Hey man, you know
You're never coming back
Past the square, past the bridge,
Past the mills, past the stacks
On a gathering storm comes
A tall handsome man
In a dusty black coat with
A red right hand

He'll wrap you in his arms,
Tell you that you've been a good boy
He'll rekindle all the dreams
It took you a lifetime to destroy
He'll reach deep into the hole,
Heal your shrinking soul
Hey buddy, you know you're
Never ever coming back
He's a god, he's a man,
He's a ghost, he's a guru
They're whispering his name
Through this disappearing land
But hidden in his coat
Is a red right hand

You ain't got no money?
He'll get you some
You ain't got no car? he'll get you one
You ain't got no self-respect,
You feel like an insect
Well don't you worry buddy,
Cause here he comes
Through the ghettos and the barrio
And the bowery and the slum
A shadow is cast wherever he stands
Stacks of green paper in his
Red right hand

(organ solo)

You'll see him in your nightmares,
You'll see him in your dreams
He'll appear out of nowhere but
He ain't what he seems
You'll see him in your head,
On the tv screen
And hey buddy, I'm warning
You to turn it off
He's a ghost, he's a god,
He's a man, he's a guru
You're one microscopic cog
In his catastrophic plan
Designed and directed by
His red right hand

(organ solo)

Extra verse from dj spooky remix (from scream 2 soundtrack):
He'll extend his hand, real slowly for a shake
You'll see it coming toward you, real slowly for a shake
(grabbing at your peril buddy? ) cause you know you ain't
Getting near much as he will take.

He's a...

He's mumbling words you can't understand
He's mumbling word behind his red right hand
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on February 22, 2007, 12:38:51 PM
It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
It don't matter, anyhow
An' it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
If you don't know by now
When your rooster crows at the break of dawn
Look out your window and I'll be gone
You're the reason I'm trav'lin' on
Don't think twice, it's all right

It ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe
That light I never knowed
An' it ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe
I'm on the dark side of the road
Still I wish there was somethin' you would do or say
To try and make me change my mind and stay
We never did too much talkin' anyway
So don't think twice, it's all right

It ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal
Like you never did before
It ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal
I can't hear you any more
I'm a-thinkin' and a-wond'rin' all the way down the road
I once loved a woman, a child I'm told
I give her my heart but she wanted my soul
But don't think twice, it's all right

I'm walkin' down that long, lonesome road, babe
Where I'm bound, I can't tell
But goodbye's too good a word, gal
So I'll just say fare thee well
I ain't sayin' you treated me unkind
You could have done better but I don't mind
You just kinda wasted my precious time
But don't think twice, it's all right
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: sybil on February 23, 2007, 11:01:45 AM
Sit down here with me, I'll tell you all I know
Of golden mountainsides, and stories Mama told.
You know that life will take you on the wildest of rides,
But you can take your time, 'cause time is on your side.
I believe that happiness comes and goes away.
If you try real hard you can find it every day.
You've got to learn to live before before you can live to learn.
If you got time to talk it over, I've got one more to burn.
And you turn around and turn around, while life just passes by.
And you turn around and turn around, still reaching for the sky.
And you turn around and turn around, you got to get ahead.
Mama said, "There's a gold mine up on hte mountainside,
But you never gonna get it if you never gonna try."
I know the time will come when I'll be here no more.
Don't forget me when I head out the door.
'Cause I'll be back to claim my share of gold.
And I'll have one new body for my same old soul.
SCHWA!
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on February 24, 2007, 11:15:46 AM
Yankee soldier
He wanna shoot some skag
He met it in Cambodia
But now he can't afford a bag

Yankee dollar talk
To the dictators of the world
In fact it's giving orders
An' they can't afford to miss a word

I'm so bored with the U...S...A...
But what can I do?

Yankee detectives
Are always on the TV
'Cos killers in America
Work seven days a week

Never mind the stars and stripes
Let's print the Watergate Tapes
I'll salute the New Wave
And I hope nobody escapes

I'm so bored with the U...S...A...
But what can I do?

Move up Starsky
For the C.I.A.
Suck on Kojak
For the USA
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on February 27, 2007, 05:19:25 PM
I'm behind you
You don't see me
I watch you
When you are near me
You say words
The sound is missing
I just look and watch and listen

Sound on sound (3x)

Love is just
infatuation
You are me
and I am you
Looking back
it's just reflection
It's just something else to do

Sound on sound (3x)
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on March 18, 2007, 09:57:38 PM
I see it all before me:
the days of love and torment;
the nights of rock-and-roll.
I see it all before me.
Sometimes my spirit's empty;
don't have the will to go on.
I wish someone would send me
energy.

Give me something.
Give me something to give.
Oh, God, give me something:
a reason to live.
My body is aching.
Don't want sympathy.
Come on. Come and love me.
Come on. Set me free.
Set me free.

The Lord is my shepherd. I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures.
He leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul.
He leadeth me through the path of righteousness for His name's sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil, for Thou art with me.


Hey, Lord, I'm waitin' for you.
Oh, God, I'm waitin' for you;
waitin' to open Your ninety-eight wounds
and be Thee, be Thee.
Lead me, oh, lead me.

Leave me something.
Leave me something to live.
Oh, God, give me something:
a reason to live.
I don't want no handout;
no, not sympathy.
Come on. Come and love me.
Come on. Set me free.
Set me free.
Come on. Set me free
Set me free . . .

Oh, I'm so young, so goddamn young.
Oh, I'm so young, so goddamn young.
Oh, I'm so young, so goddamn.
Set me free.

In the presence of my enemies,
Thou anointest my head with oil.
My cup runneth over.
Surely, goodness and mercy shall follow me
all the days of my life.
And I shall dwell in the house of the Lord forever.


Ah, damn, goddamn, goddamn, goddamn.
Here I am.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: try another castle on March 23, 2007, 07:08:25 AM
I'm sorry Dolores
Your turtle is dead
You don't have to go to school
So just stay in bed

We knew that you loved him
It's easy to tell
We want to make a belt buckle
Out of his shell

All the days you spent together
All the dreams you dreamt together
Eating worms through stormy weather
Like two birds of a feather

So telll us the answer
A yes or a no
Can we use him as a belt buckle
Or should we just go

He's useless to you now
So give us the stiff
We'll let you wear him now and then
He'll never be missed

All his little life and splendor
Stretched and varnished on our leather
Perhaps a ring or broach is better
Cause' your turtle could not be deader

I'm sorry Dolores
Your turtle is spent
We got proof and evidence
That we're innocent

Amen, amen
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on March 24, 2007, 01:53:20 PM
Wicked As It Seems
(K. Richards/S.Jordan/C. Drayton)

It's just as wicked as it seems
Just run out of dreams
Better of two evils, babe
It's one time too much
Baby how can I say what's in my heart - what's in my heart
Come a long way, well since you beat it up

As wicked as it seems yeah
Why don't you get - get all over me
Why don't you get - get all over me
Just a two way street, but now it goes one way
And now for me there's no way out - one time
Why don't you get - get all over me

As wicked as it seems
It's playtime, but it's far too late
It's gone too hard on, hard on it - hard on it
What you gonna give
It's not enough, not enough for me
        So I soften the blow, so the bruises don't show
I've got the expertise
No broken necks
No broken hearts
Well, we used your deck
All I did was play the cards - now the check
Now I find it's not enough - it's not enough for me
Now you want to give, is not enough - not enough for me

As wicked as it seems
Why don't you get, get all over me - one time
Why don't you get, get all over me
It's easy getting in
Why don't you get, get all over me
But it's a hard way out babe
Why don't you get - get all over me
Title: Zen Arcade...Husker Du
Post by: ZenAgent on April 02, 2007, 12:21:34 AM
I'm tired, but these lyrics keep going through my head... When I hear Zen Arcade now, after running into the fucking absolute evil of Peninsula Village, the lyrics have new meaning.  This is a kid who could be headed for a program, and it's obvious in the song he's got problems, but it's fucking apparent who caused the damage, and they're not being shipped off to be "broken down and built back up".  This Husker Du album will get you, if not the first time, it'll insinuate it's way in.  Read the lyrics as you listen...

"Whatever"

He lives in his imagination, with those friends of his very own
He doesn't get along with the outside world, he'd rather be alone
Sometimes, when it's late at night, he starts to wonder why
(The plans he made can never happen, so all he does is cry).

His parents, they can't understand why their son, he turned out wrong
He runs away from all the pain and forgets them when he's gone
He'd rather be all by himself because his plans, they seem the best.
He finally gets the nerve one day and now life becomes a test.

Mom and Dad, I'm sorry
Mom and Dad, don't worry
I'm not the son you wanted, but what could you expect?
I've made my world of happiness to combat your neglect.



This one hits home for a lot of kids.  How do you relate to what you've grown to hate?

"Broken Home, Broken Heart"

I look at your house
I wonder what goes on inside
When you have to cry yourself to sleep at night
Your parents fight
You don't know who's wrong or right
Have to cry yourself to sleep at night

A broken home, a broken heart
When the two of them will have to part
Broken home, broken heart
Now you know just how it feels
To have to cry yourself to sleep at night
Title: Re: Zen Arcade...Husker Du
Post by: Anonymous on April 02, 2007, 12:45:33 AM
A lot of Husker Du fans think New Day Rising is their best work, but Zen Arcade, to me, is their masterpiece.

RTP@))#
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Antigen on April 06, 2007, 10:00:57 PM
You got a lotta nerve
To say you are my friend
When I was down
You just stood there grinning

You got a lotta nerve
To say you got a helping hand to lend
You just want to be on
The side that's winning

You say I let you down
You know it's not like that
If you're so hurt
Why then don't you show it

You say you lost your faith
But that's not where it's at
You had no faith to lose
And you know it

I know the reason
That you talk behind my back
I used to be among the crowd
You're in with

Do you take me for such a fool
To think I'd make contact
With the one who tries to hide
What he don't know to begin with

You see me on the street
You always act surprised
You say, "How are you?" "Good luck"
But you don't mean it

When you know as well as me
You'd rather see me paralyzed
Why don't you just come out once
And scream it

No, I do not feel that good
When I see the heartbreaks you embrace
If I was a master thief
Perhaps I'd rob them

And now I know you're dissatisfied
With your position and your place
Don't you understand
It's not my problem

I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes
And just for that one moment
I could be you

Yes, I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes
You'd know what a drag it is
To see you
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on April 14, 2007, 11:08:40 PM
I'm too terrified to walk out of my own front door,
They're demonstrating outside I think they're gonna start the third world war,
I've been to my local head shrinker,
To help classify my disease,
He said it's one of the cases of acute schizophrenia he sees.

Well the milkman's a spy, and the grocer keeps on following me,
And the woman next door's an undercover for the K.G.B.,
And the man from the Social Security
Keeps on invading my privacy,
Oh there ain't no cure for acute schizophrenia disease.

I've got acute schizophrenia, paranoia too,
Schizophrenia, schizophrenia,
I've got it, you've got it, we can't lose,
Acute schizophrenia blues.

I'm lost on the river, the river of no return,
I can't make decisions, I don't know which way I'm gonna turn,
Even my old dad, lost some of the best friends he ever had,
Apparently, his was a case of acute schizophrenia too.

I got acute schizophrenia, paranoia too,
Schizophrenia, schizophrenia,
I've got it, you've got it, we can't lose,

They're watching my house and they're tapping my telephone,
I don't trust nobody, but I'm much too scared to be on my own
And the income tax collector's got his beady eye on me,
No there ain't no cure for acute schizophrenia disease.

No there ain't no cure for
Schizophrenia disease.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: ZenAgent on April 15, 2007, 05:22:15 AM
Gotta love the Kinks.
Title: Muswell Hillbillies
Post by: Froderik on April 15, 2007, 09:46:02 AM
Quote from: ""ZenAgent""
Gotta love the Kinks.

Oh HELL yes, & that album in particular!
Title: Head of the Cult - The Kelley Deal 6000
Post by: try another castle on April 16, 2007, 01:33:20 AM
And when the head of the cult
flies westward, I'll still be a solid
state 3. Every single chance I
took. They had no patience for
poets like me.

And when the head goes
spinning sideways, pleasing
to rhythms Keeni. All god's wives
will sing along to songs of Jerry
Reed. Arica. Oh.

You arrive at state 6000, christ,
it's a beautiful thing.
You will scratch it, itch it, gnaw
it, bug it, pick it, rub it raw until
god's wives learn
how to sing. And when the
head goes tumbling backwards,
pleasing to rhythms Keeni.
Tell the truth that you know The
No Time Times, The No Time
Times. It wasn't me, it wasn't
me, it wasn't me.

Arica   Oh.
Title: Lou Reed "Kill Your Sons"
Post by: ZenAgent on April 16, 2007, 09:12:45 AM
All your two-bit psychiatrists
are giving you electroshock
They said, they'd let you live at home with mom and dad
instead of mental hospitals
But every time you tried to read a book
you couldn't get to page 17
'Cause you forgot where you were
so you couldn't even read

Don't you know they're gonna kill your sons
don't you know gonna kill, kill your sons
They're gonna kill, kill your sons
until they run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run away

Mom informed me on the phone
she didn't know what to do about dad
Took an axe and broke the table
aren't you glad you're married
And sister, she got married on the island
and her husband takes the train
He's big and he's fat
and he doesn't even have a brain

They're gonna kill your sons
don't you know they're gonna kill, kill your sons
Don't you know they're gonna kill, kill your sons
until they run away

Creedmore treated me very good
but Paine Whitney was even better
And when I flipped out on PHC
I was so sad, I didn't even get a letter
All of the drugs, that we took
it really was lots of fun
But when they shoot you up with thorizene on crystal smoke
you choke like a son of a gun

Don't you know they're gonna kill your sons
don't you know they're gonna kill, kill your sons
Don't you know they're gonna kill, kill your sons
until they run, run, run, run, run, run, run away
Title: The Dicks - Hate The Police
Post by: Froderik on April 17, 2007, 11:33:47 PM
Mommy, mommy, mommy
Look at your son
You might have loved me
But now I got a gun
You'd better stay out of the way
I think I've had a bad day
Had a bad day
I've had a bad day

Daddy, daddy, daddy
Proud of your son
He got him a good job
Killing niggers and Mexicans
I tell you something, and it's true
You can't find justice, it'll find you
Yeah it'll find you
Yeah it'll find you

People tell policemen
They've met their match
Dead men in them desert sands
The Dicks were hatched
Dicks hate policemen and it's true
You can't find justice, it'll find you
Yeah it'll find you
Yeah it'll find you

Mommy, mommy
Look at your son
Maybe you once loved me
But now I've got a gun
You better stay out of my way
Hey, I've had a bad day
I've had a bad day
Mommy, I've had a bad day
Oh, I've had a bad day
Mommy, I've had a bad day
Title: The Gun Club--"She's Like Heroin To Me"
Post by: Anonymous on April 18, 2007, 11:52:03 PM
I cannot get a look at it
so, I'm burning them on the deal anyway
I see her come down from the top of the stairs

I guess that I'd be cool, but there's a tickle in my veins
I've been a real good tombstone, but now I'm blowing away

She is like an eye-blue swimming pool
but, she will never know that she is there
we sit together drunk like our fathers used to be
I'm looking up and God is saying, "What are you gonna do?";
I'm looking up and I'm crying; "I thought it was up to you!"

but now

She's like Heroin to me
she's like Heroin to me
she's like Heroin to me
she cannot miss a vein

don't let her take her love to town
they will never fill her heart
she needs a passion like her father's used to be

I know, because I'm like the train shooting down the mainline
I know, because I'm like the Indian wind along the telegraph lines

and she's like Heroin to me
she's like Heroin to me
she's like Heroin to me
she cannot miss a vein

So mainline it!

I cannot get a look at it
so, I'm blowing back my trouble to the east
while we sit together sad like our fathers used to be

I know a perfect run by the sleep it puits in my heart
I know my special rider, I can feel her in the dark

she feels like Heroin to me
she feels like Heroin to me
she's like Heroin to me
she cannot miss a vein
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Energizer Bunny on May 04, 2007, 11:55:14 PM
Filter - Man, Nice Shot

I wish I would've met you
Now it's a little late
What you could've taught me
I could have saved some face
They think that your early ending
Was all wrong
For the most part they're right
But look how they all got strong
That's why I say hey man, nice shot
What a good shot man
A man
Has gun
Hey man
Have fun
Nice shot
Now that the smoke's gone
And the air is all clear
Those who were right there
Got a new kind of fear
You'd fight and you were right
But they were just too strong
They'd stick it in your face
And let you smell what they consider wrong
That's why I say hey man, nice shot
What a good shot man
A man
Has gun
Hey man
Have fun
Nice shot
I wish I would have met you
I wish I would have met you
I'd say
Nice shot
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on May 07, 2007, 01:30:37 PM
"Virginia Reel Around The Fountain" (The Built to Spill version, not the Halo Benders version)


You told yourself something funny the other day
You said you can make you laugh
How can that be in your solid state
How can that be in your solid state

Don't say no
Just say you don't know
No don't say no
Just say you don't know


How can that be in your solid state
As you make it unreal
I'm reeling around the fountain
I'm reeling around the fountain
I still confide in you almost everyday
Even though you're not around

How can that be in your solid state
How can that be in your solid state


Don't say no
Just say you don't know


I'm reeling around the fountain
Title: Butt Trumpet - Yesterday
Post by: try another castle on May 12, 2007, 05:58:37 AM
Yesterday
I met you
Stars were out
Sky was blue
And I knew
I wanted to
Be with you

I would always laugh
At everything you'd say
I always thought our love
Would forever be this way
But ten o'clock this 'morn
I went down on you
I took a deep breath
And many chunks I blew

I really cannot deal
With the smell of you
I really love you but
I think that we are through

Yesterday

You were there
I put a rose
In your hair
And I knew
I had to
Marry you

I never thought I'd cry
While you were in my life
I wanted to try
Making you my wife
But when we both woke up
I started to chew
On your labia
And many chunks I blew

I simply cannot deal
With the smell of you
I really love you but
I think that we are through

I love you

But P.U.

I love you

P.U.

Yesterday
Title: Neil Young - I'm The Ocean
Post by: Froderik on May 13, 2007, 06:10:59 PM
I'm an accident
I was driving way too fast
Couldn't stop though
So I let the moment last
I'm for rollin'
I'm for tossin' in my sleep
It's not guilt though
It's not the company I keep

People my age
They don't do the things I do
They go somewhere
While I run away with you
I got my friends
And I got my children too
I got her love
She's got my love too

I can't hear you
But I feel the things you say
I can't see you
But I see what's in my way
Now I'm floatin'
Cause I'm not tied to the ground
Words I've spoken
Seem to leave a hollow sound

On the long plain
See the rider in the night
See the chieftain
See the braves in cool moonlight
Who will love them
When they take another life
Who will hold them
When they tremble for the knife

Voicemail numbers
On an old computer screen
Rows of lovers
Parked forever in a dream
Screaming sirens
Echoing across the bay
To the old boats
From the city far away

Homeless heroes
Walk the streets of their hometown
Rows of zeros
On a field that's turning brown
They play baseball
They play football under lights
They play card games
And we watch them every night

Need distraction
Need romance and candlelight
Need random violence
Need entertainment tonight
Need the evidence
Want the testimony of
Expert witnesses
On the brutal crimes of love

I was too tired
To see the news when I got home
Pulled the curtain
Fell into bed alone
Started dreaming
Saw the rider once again
In the doorway
Where she stood and watched for him
Watched for him

I'm not present
I'm a drug that makes you dream
I'm an aerostar
I'm a cutlass supreme
In the wrong lane
Trying to turn against the flow
I'm the ocean
I'm the giant undertow

I'm the ocean
I'm the ocean
I'm the giant undertow
I'm the ocean
I'm the giant undertow
I'm the ocean
I'm the ocean
I'm the ocean
I'm the ocean
I'm the ocean
I'm the ocean
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on May 13, 2007, 11:36:26 PM
I see the look that's in your eyes
That says 'I must keep most of me inside
'Cause you'd never love me if I didn't hide
the secrets of my heart”


Well I'm not here for the surface stuff
I just get bored with all that fluff
So show me the edges even if it's rough
And let the real love start


You think your shame and deep disgrace
Are more than I can bear
But you can go to your darkest place
I will meet you there


And I'm strong enough to take it
And I know what you've been through
You've got a whole heart
Give me the hard part
I can love that too


You look at me with some surprise
And I see the doubt that's in your eyes
Like something deep inside you cries
With a hunger to be known
Like a tiger born in a city zoo
There's been no place for what's inside of you
You try to live like the others do
And it leaves you so alone


I know you think that the heat of your pain
Is more than I can stand
Burn it all in one big flame
And I will hold it in my hand


I'm strong enough to take it
And I know what you've been through
You've got a whole heart
Give me the hard part
I can love that too


Now your eyes well up with tears
As desire mixes with you fears
After so many wounded years
Can you long for what you've missed
You want a cool breeze to dance with your flame
A long lost lover who knows your true name
A secret garden beyond this shame
And it all comes down to this




You think your drowning hope will die
In a sea without a shore
But I can drink that ocean dry
And still come back for more


I'm strong enough to take it
And I know what you've been through
You've got a whole heart
Give me the hard part
I can love that too


I'm strong enough to take it
And I know what you've been through
You've got a whole heart
Give me the hard part
I can love that too


You've got a whole heart
Give me the hard part
I can love that too
Title: Étrange - Dobacaracol
Post by: Rachael on May 14, 2007, 03:25:51 AM
J'ai le feu du volcan, la chaleur du désert
La saveur de la terre, la lueur d'une lune claire
Je n'ai rien, que dans le coeur, l'immensité du ciel ouvert
J'ai la fraîcheur d'une rivière, la colère du typhon
J'ai l'amour d'une mère, les tourments des quatre vents
Comme ils tombent, comme ils tombent les flocons de l'hiver
Ils s'entassent dans ma tête comme mes contradictions
Et mes perles d'amour, dans un écrin de poussière

Étrange comme je t'aime

J'ai la lumière du soleil, le frisson de la fougère
La rudesse de l'hiver, la douceur du miel
La folie manifeste et la tristesse éphémère
La foi, mais de celles qui ne posent pas de barrières

Comme le fleuve je m'abreuve à l'océan de ta pensée
Je boirai toute l'eau de la mer pour que tu viennes m'aimer
Pieds nus dans la terre simplement comme hier

Étrange comme je t'aime

Prise au piège
J'écoute les tambours de la pluie
Je pleure au torrents convoyant la souffrance d'autrui
Trop de choses à la fois se font des routes dans ma tête
Alors je ne sais plus rien, sauf que pour toi
Je creuserai de nouveaux sillons aux mélodies de l'univers

Je vais reculer le soleil pour savourer le sommeil

Étrange comme je t'aime





I love french hippy girls.
Title: Re: Étrange - Dobacaracol
Post by: Froderik on May 14, 2007, 08:30:55 AM
Quote from: ""Rachael""
I love french hippy girls.

Oh yeah? .. How about that girl from Stereolab?
Title: Re: Étrange - Dobacaracol
Post by: Anonymous on May 16, 2007, 08:06:47 PM
Quote from: ""Froderik""
Quote from: ""Rachael""
I love french hippy girls.
Oh yeah? .. How about that girl from Stereolab?


I hope she's not the dead one you're talking about, Frod.


RTP
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on May 16, 2007, 08:24:17 PM
:rofl:  Didn't know about dead one...heh.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on May 17, 2007, 05:26:51 AM
CLUTCH--"EIGHT TIMES OVER MISS OCTOBER"

Once again I'm denied my choice.

Once around the stump, then twice across the ceiling,
now eight times over Miss October is out for me.
Believe me when I tell you she's all about destruction.
It's just about enough to make a grown man cry.

Good God Almighty we was panning for gold
down at the banks of mighty Colorado,
when all of a sudden came an awful sound;
ten thousand buffalo were running us down.

Once again I'm denied my joy.
Sieves and peas, oh Lord, oh Lord!

Thunder and lightning at a feverish pitch.
Must be the workings of the Old West Witch.
I crossed her once when I was just a youth.
Been scared stiff ever since, to tell you the truth.

Once again I'm denied my joy.
Sieves and peas, oh Lord, oh Lord!

She went once around the stump, then twice across the ceiling,
now eight times over Miss October is out for me.
Believe me when I tell you she's all about the voodoo.
and all the things I'm losing when I pay no mind.

Get off on the good foot and start another day.
Maybe head for Hazel, California.
Oh, but sooner or later she'll go to town
sure as the Earth runs around and around.

Again I'm denied my joy.
Sieves and peas, oh Lord!

At the side of the road
a bundle of twine,
and on it I found a note.
It read, "You'll be running until the end of time."

She went once around the stump, then twice across the ceiling,
now eight times over Miss October is out for me.
Believe me when I tell you she's all about destruction.
It's just about enough to make a grown man cry.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on May 18, 2007, 11:40:00 PM
Come around to my way of thinkin'
Don't you want to, want to get along?
Everyday just like a vacation with you
When I'm watchin' you and Fidel Castro in the sand, kissin'!

Girl you got to roll
Sister Havana,
Overthrow
Sister Havana

She's comin on like a bicycle army
Everybody's waitin' for the man to come down from the tower
Every day is just like a vacation with you layin' right here now
I'm watchin you and Fidel Castro in the sand, assassin!

Girl you got to roll
Sister Havana,
Overthrow
Sister Havana
Sister Havana
Sister Havana
Sister Havana

Sister Havana

There's no time to lose
I don't care what they say
There's no time to lose
We could have a holiday
But there's no time for hesitation
(There's no time to lose)
There's no time, no time for waitin'
(There's no time to lose)
There's no time so let's take the time and get it on today
(There's no time to lose)

Girl you got to roll
Sister Havana
Overthrow,
Sister Havana
Sister Havana, Sister Havana
Sister Havana, Sister Havana
Sister Havana
Come around to my way of thinkin'
Come around to my way of thinkin'
Come around to my way of thinkin'
Come around Sister
Title: The Survivors' Anthem
Post by: try another castle on May 21, 2007, 01:58:39 AM
I've got no strings
To hold me down
To make me fret, or make me frown
I had strings
But now I'm free
There are no strings on me

Hi-ho the me-ri-o
I'm as happy as can be
I want the world to know
Nothing ever worries me

I've got no strings
So I have fun
I'm not tied up to anyone
They've got strings
But you can see
There are no strings on me
Title: You're Gonna Get Yours - Sweet Crude Bill
Post by: try another castle on May 28, 2007, 03:49:16 PM
You say you fight your war for freedom and democracy
Well I don't pretend to understand the complex bureaucracy
But I got two healthy boys and I intend to raise em
And if you try to take em away
I'm gonna kill you, you son-of-a-bitch

I know the sweet taste of oil is fastened to your intellect
Weighin' down your judgement like an ox rope-tied to the back of your neck
But your greed's no cause to take my boys, or anybody else's
And if you try to take em away
I'm gonna kill you, you son-of-a-bitch

I spent seventeen hours pushing that boy out
And fourteen on his brother
And I'll be damned if I join the ranks of too many son-less mothers
Now I'm a peaceful woman I don't want no trouble
I'm not the one to make it
But I swear to the gods of all that's just
If you take one of my boys
I'm gonna kill you, you son-of-a-bitch

It seems to me these dirty wars will go on without end
What's to do but sing my song and keep on prayin
That no more mothers have to lay their sons or daughters in the ground
For freedom or democracy, oil or land or power
Cause what good to us is freedom if you take away our hearts
So if you take our boys, better be prepared
You're gonna get yours, you son-of-a-bitch
You better run and hide, you son-of-a-bitch


_________________________________

This is one of the best songs I've heard in a long time.
Title: Alice Cooper--"Generation Landslide"
Post by: Anonymous on June 03, 2007, 11:42:44 PM
Please clean the plates, dear.
The Lord above can see ya.
Don't you know people are starving in Korea?
Alcohol and razor blades and poison and needles,
Kindergarten people - they use 'em, the need 'em.
Over-indulging machines were their children.
There wasn't a way down on Earth to cool 'em,
'Cause they look just like humans at Kresges and Woolworths.
But decadent brains were at work to destroy.
Brats in battalions were ruling the streets,
Sayin' generation landslide closed the gap between 'em.

And I laugh to myself at the men and the ladies
Who never conceived of us billion dollar babies.

Militant mothers hiding in their basement
Using pots and pans as their shields and their helmets.
Molotov milk bottles heaved from pink high chairs,
While Mothers' Lib burns birth certificate papers.
Dad gets his allowance from his sonny, the dealer,
Who's public to the world but involved in high finance.
Sister's out 'til five doing banker's son's hours.
But she owns a Maserati that's a gift from his father.
Stopped at full speed at one hundred miles per hour.
The Colgate invisible shield finally got 'em.

And I laugh to myself at the men and the ladies
Who never conceived of us billion dollar babies
Title: Halo Benders--"Bombshelter Pt. 2"
Post by: RTP2003 on June 07, 2007, 07:37:08 PM
You know there in Washington
They got a monument covered with names
Names of folks they say gave their lives for their country
And we oughta honor them
The way I see it
They were just doing what they were told
Now, who I'd like to bestow my gratitude on
Is them free thinking folks of independent mind
I'd like to say -thank you
To all of you Vietnam era draft dodgers          
(And it's strange, but it made me happy)
And thank you to all you Gulf War military deserters    
(When I heard)
And I just want to give a big thanks to all of those              
 (We won the war)
Americans out there who put their freedom on the line
As conscientious objectors and military resistors

All of you youngsters out there
All of you young men ages 18-22
You're probably wondering what you can do
To follow in the footsteps of the American way
And assert yourselves as mature individuals
You can decide your own future
I'm not gonna suggest you shouldn't register for the draft
That wouldn't be legal
But why not take a cue from my buddy Sam
And register 10 times, 50 times, 100 times
There's no law against it
No law against a woman 18-22 registering 50 or 60 times
Or a man, or a woman 14 or 40
Registering for the draft 150 times
500 times
Just let them know what's on your mind

About all the bugaboo
Concerning folks burning the flag
I'd always learned that burning was the
Proper, respectful way to dispose of a flag
When its become obsolete and worn out its usefulness
Hell, being an American is all about getting things off of your chest
And saying your piece
A visual aid can come in mighty handy for getting your point across
So don't be using up all your matches and lighters
Wavin 'em at those big concerts
Save 'em for the streets
Where they can express your true feelings
And those of our founding fathers
God bless all you flag burning patriots
Exercising your rights as Americans
Title: Tom Waits - Take It With Me
Post by: Froderik on June 16, 2007, 10:29:11 AM
Phone's off the hook
No one knows where we are
It's a long time since I drank champagne
The ocean is blue, as blue as your eyes
I'm gonna take it with me when I go

Old long since gone
Now way back when
We lived in Coney Island
Ain't no good thing ever dies
I'm gonna take it with me when I go

Far far away
A train whistle blows
Wherever you're goin
Wherever you've been
Waving goodbye at the end of the day
You're up and you're over
And you're far away

Always for you
And forever yours
It felt just like the old days
We fell asleep on Beaula's porch
I'm gonna take it with me when I go

All broken down
By the side of the road
I was never more alive or alone
I've worn the faces off all the cards
I'm gonna take it with me when I go

Children are playing
At the end of the day
Strangers are singing on our lawn
It's got to be more
Than flesh and bone
All that you're loved is all you own

In a land there's a town
And in that town there's a house
And in that house there's a woman
And in that woman there's a heart I love
I'm gonna take it with me when I go
I'm gonna take it with me when I go
Title: tom waits
Post by: Froderik on June 17, 2007, 12:30:16 PM
Well the moon is broken
And the sky is cracked
Come on up to the house
The only things that you can see
Is all that you lack
Come on up to the house

All your cryin don't do no good
Come on up to the house
Come down off the cross
We can use the wood
Come on up to the house

(Chorus:)
Come on up to the house
Come on up to the house
The world is not my home
I'm just a passin thru
Come on up to the house

There's no light in the tunnel
No irons in the fire
Come on up to the house
And your singin lead soprano
In a junkman's choir
You gotta come on up to the house

Does life seem nasty, brutish and short
Come on up to the house
The seas are stormy
And you can't find no port
Come on up to the house

(Chorus » Harp solo » Chorus)

There's nothin in the world
That you can do
You gotta come on up to the house
And you been whipped by the forces
That are inside you
Come on up to the house

Well you're high on top
Of your mountain of woe
Come on up to the house
Well you know you should surrender
But you can't let go
You gotta come on up to the house

(Chorus)
Title: It's been a while ......... "Staind"
Post by: Botched Programming on June 20, 2007, 05:02:13 PM
It's been a while
Since I could hold my head up high
and it's been a while
Since I first saw you
It's been a while
since i could stand on my own two feet again
and it's been a while
since i could call you
But everything I can't remember as fucked up as it may seem
the consequences that I've rendered
I've stretched myself beyond my means

It's been a while
since i could say that i wasn't addicted and
It's been a while
Since I could say I love myself as well and
It's been a while
Since I've gone and fucked things up just like i always do
It's been a while
But all that shit seems to disappear when i'm with you
But everything I can't remember as fucked up as it may seem
the consequences that I've rendered
I've gone and fucked things up again

Why must i feel this way?
just make this go away
just one more peaceful day

Its been awhile
Since I could lok at myself straight
and it's been awhile
since i said i'm sorry
It's been awhile
Since I've seen the way the candles light your face
It's been awhile
But I can still remember just the way you taste
But everything I can't remember as fucked up as it may seem
I know it's me i cannot blame this on my father
he did the best he could for me

It's been a while
Since I could hold my head up high
and it's been a while since i said i'm sorry[/b]
Title: Been a long, long, long while
Post by: Anonymous on June 24, 2007, 12:53:31 AM
This Been Awhile Song... It resonates so much it hurts.
Title: Tom Waits--"Clap Hands"
Post by: Trekker Jag on June 25, 2007, 02:26:37 PM
Sane, sane, theyre all insane,
Firemans blind, the conductor is lame
A cincinnati jacket and a sad-luck dame
Hanging out the window with a bottle full of rain
Clap hands, clap hands, clap hands, clap hands

Said roar, roar, the thunder and the roar
Son of a bitch is never coming back here no more
The moon in the window and a bird on the pole
We can always find a millionaire to shovel all the coal
Clap hands, clap hands, clap hands, clap hands

Said steam, steam, a hundred bad dreams
Going up to harlem with a pistol in his jeans
A fifty-dollar bill inside a palladins hat
And nobodys sure where mr. knickerbockers at

Clap hands, clap hands, clap hands, clap hands

I said steam, steam, a hundred bad dreams
Going up to harlem with a pistol in his jeans
A fifty-dollar bill inside a palladins hat
And nobodys sure where mr. knickerbockers at

Shine, shine, a roosevelt dime
All the way to baltimore and running out of time
Salvation army seemed to wind up in the hole
They all went to heaven in a little row boat
Clap hands, clap hands, clap hands, clap hands
Clap hands, clap hands, clap hands, clap hands
Clap hands, clap hands, clap hands, clap hands
Title: Tom Waits--"Hang On St. Christopher"
Post by: Anonymous on June 25, 2007, 03:31:04 PM
Hang on st. christopher through the smoke
and the oil
Buckle down the rumble seat
let the radiator boil
got an overhead downshift
and a two dollar grill
got an 85 cabin
on an 85 hill
Hang on st. christopher on the passenger side
open it up tonight the devil can ride
hang on st. christopher with a barrel house dog
kick me up mt. baldy
throw me out in the fog
tear a hole in the jack pot
drive a stake through his heart
do a 100 on the grapevine
do a jump on the start
hang on st. christopher now don't let me go
get me to reno and bring it in low, yeah
hang on st. christopher with the hammer to the floor
put a hi ball in the crank case
nail a crow to the door
get a bottle for the jockey
gimme a 294
there's a 750 norton bustin down january's door
hang on st. christopher on the passenger side
open it up tonight the devil can ride
hang on st. christopher now don't let me go
get to me reno got to bring it in low
put my baby on the flat car
got to burn down the caboose
get 'em all jacked up on whiskey
then we'll turn the mad dog loose
hang on st. christopher on the passenger side
open it up tonight the devil can ride
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Botched Programming on July 03, 2007, 11:43:53 AM
“My Cubicle”
Lyrics by: Morning Sidekick
Performed by: Jym Britton
Parody on “You’re Beautiful” by James Blunt

My job is stupid my day’s a bore,
Inside this office from eight to four
Nothin’ ever happens my life is pretty bland,
Pretending that I’m working, pray I don’t get canned.


My Cubicle, My cubicle
It’s One of Sixty two
It’s my small space in a crowded place
Just a six-by-six foot booth
And I hate it that’s the truth

Well, I give a sigh as the boss walks by,
no one ever talks to me or looks me in the eye.
And I really should work but instead I just sit here and surf the Internet.

In My Cubicle, My cubicle
It doesn’t have a view.
It’s my small space in a crowded place

I sit in solitude.
And sometimes I sit here nude.


_____________________________________________________

( You can listen to the song here: http://www.lifeaftercoffee.com/2006/06/ ... ng-lyrics/ (http://www.lifeaftercoffee.com/2006/06/14/my-cubicle-song-lyrics/)
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on July 10, 2007, 11:08:39 PM
I plugged 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
and a Black Crow snuck through
a hole in the sky
so I spent all my buttons on an
old pack mule
and I made me a ladder from
a pawn shop marimba
and I leaned it up against
a dandelion tree

And I filled me a sachel
full of old pig corn
and I beat me a billy
from an old French horn
and I kicked that mule
to the top of the tree
and I blew me a hole
'bout the size of a kickdrum
and I cut me a switch
from a long branch elbow

Chorus
I'm gonna whittle you into kindlin'
Black Crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
whittle you into kindlin'
Black Crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six

Well I slept in the holler
of a dry creek bed
and I tore out the buckets
from a red Corvette, tore out the buckets from a red Corvette
Lionel and Dave and the Butcher made three
you got to meet me by the knuckles of the skinnybone tree
with the strings of a Washburn
stretched like a clothes line
you know me and that mule scrambled right through the hole

Repeat Chorus

Now I hold him prisoner
in a Washburn jail
that's strapped on the back
of my old kick mule
strapped it on the back of my old kick mule
I bang on the strings just
to drive him crazy
I strum it loud just to rattle his cage
strum it loud just to rattle his cage

Repeat chorus
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Botched Programming on July 12, 2007, 01:18:29 PM
Flight of Icarus - Iron Maiden
____________________________

As the sun breaks, above the ground,
An old man stands on the hill,
As the ground warms, to the first rays of light
A birdsong shatters the still.

His eyes are ablaze,
See the madman in his gaze.

Fly, on your way, like an eagle,
Fly as high as the sun.
On your way, like an eagle,
Fly touch the sun.

Now the crowd breaks and a young boy appears,
Looks the old man in the eye
As he spreads his wings and shouts at the crowd,
" In the name of God my father I'll fly! "

His eyes seem so glazed
As he flies on the wings of a dream,
Now he knows his father betrayed
Now his wings turn to ashes, to ashes his grave.

Fly, on your way, like an eagle,
Fly as high as the sun.

On your way, like an eagle,
Fly touch the sun.
Title: Talking Heads - Drugs
Post by: Froderik on July 12, 2007, 01:31:11 PM
And all I see is little dots
Some are smeared and some are spots
Feels like a murder but that's alright
Somebody said there's too much light
Pull down the shade and it's alright
It'll be over in a minute or two.

I'm charged up...Don't put me down
Don't feel like talking...Don't mess around
I feel mean...I feel O.K.
I'm charged up...Electricity

The boys are making a big mess
This makes the girls all start to laugh
I don't know what they're talking about
The boys are worried, the girls are shocked
They pick the sound and let it drop
Nobody knows what they're talking about

I'm charged up...I'm kinda wooden
I'm barely moving...I study motion
I study myself...I fooled myself
I'm charged up...It's pretty intense.
I'm charged up...Don't put me down
Don't feel like talking...Don't mess around
I feel mean...I feel O.K.
I'm charged up...Electricity.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on July 16, 2007, 12:52:23 PM
Men at arms shout "Who goes there?"
We have journeyed far from here
Armed with bibles make us swear

Candy and Cathy hope you both are well
Please come see me in the citadel

Flags are flying dollar bills
From the heights of concrete hills
You can't see the pinnacles

Candy and Cathy hope you both are well
Please come see me in the citadel

In the streets of many walls
Here the peasants come and crawl
You can hear their numbers called

Candy and Cathy hope you both are well
Please come see me in the citadel

Screaming people fly so fast
In their shiny metal cars
Through the woods of steel and glass

Candy and Cathy hope you both are well
Please come see me in your citadel

Oh well.
Title: The Fray - How to Save a Life
Post by: Energizer Bunny on July 22, 2007, 03:17:37 AM
The Fray - How to Save a Life

Step one you say we need to talk
He walks you say sit down it's just a talk
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
You begin to wonder why you came

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

Let him know that you know best
Cause after all you do know best
Try to slip past his defense
Without granting innocence
Lay down a list of what is wrong
The things you've told him all along
And pray to God he hears you
And pray to God he hears you

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

As he begins to raise his voice
You lower yours and grant him one last choice
Drive until you lose the road
Or break with the ones you've followed
He will do one of two things
He will admit to everything
Or he'll say he's just not the same
And you'll begin to wonder why you came

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
How to save a life
How to save a life

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
How to save a life
Title: Afghan Whigs - Hated
Post by: Froderik on July 23, 2007, 05:58:20 PM
I smoke a pack a day
I hit the pipe sometimes
& drink my pay
Screw my friends
Understand my need to offend
Come home & smack the woman around
Tried to apologize
But she deserved it that i know
Strangled with her pantyhose
What's with the flowers
Can't you smell me
I buried you & still you kill me
With all your crying i can tell
That your disease will make me well
Twist your head so i can witness
Come & crawl inside my sickness
I'm hated
Undisguised
Never known why
Now I like it
Title: Swervedriver--"NEVER LOSE THAT FEELING"
Post by: RTP2003 on July 24, 2007, 03:06:31 PM
You can see for miles you say
I'm not watchin' anyway
Hold on tight to the side you take
I can't mind 'cause I'm not right

So far reaching
Never lose that feeling
Past believing
Never lose that feeling

I'll sweep up the streets today
Take your leave then look away
You need something more today
I don't mind and it's always this way

So deceiving
Never lose that feeling
So revealing
Never lose that feeling
So far reaching
Never lose that feeling
So deceiving
Never lose that feeling Feeling
Past believing
Never lose that feeling
So revealing
Never lose that feeling
Title: Joni Mitchell - Lesson in Survival
Post by: Froderik on July 25, 2007, 01:20:26 PM
Lesson in Survival
Spinning out on turns
That gets you tough
Guru books-the Bible
Only a reminder
That you're just not good enough
You need to believe in something
Once I could in our love
Black road
Double yellow line
Friends and kin
Campers in the kitchen
That's fine sometimes
But I know my needs
My sweet tumbleweed
I need more quiet times
By a river flowing
You and me
Deep kisses
And the sun going down

Maybe it's paranoia
Maybe it's sensitivity
Your friends protect you
Scrutinize me
I get so damn timid
Not at all the spirit
That's inside of me
Oh baby I can't seem to make it
With you socially
There's this reef around me
I'm looking way out at the ocean
Love to see that green water in motion
I'm going to get a boat
And we can row it
If you ever get the notion
To be needed by me
Fresh salmon frying
And the tide rolling in

I went to see a friend tonight
Was very late when I walked in
My talking as it rambled
Revealed suspicious reasoning
The visit seemed to darken him
I came in as bright
As a neon light
And I burned out
Right there before him
I told him these things
I'm telling you now
Watched them buckle up
In his brow
When you dig down deep
You lose good sleep
And it makes you
Heavy company
I will always love you
Hands alike
Magnet and iron
The souls
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on August 06, 2007, 11:20:37 AM
I work so hard, so don't trip me up
Shakin' a leg like the tail o' the pup
I'm payin' dues till I register heat
Sure hope I don't end up on the street

Home, boy
Home, boy
Everybody needs a home
Home, boy
Home, boy
Everybody needs a home

So many people rise and fall
Who's lookin' after you at all?
Nobody knows anybody at all
Strangers in paradise down at the mall

Home, boy
Home, boy
Everybody needs a home
Home, boy
Home, boy
Everybody needs a home

The life we live is tricky tricky
I love my home, and my family
Who's gonna love you when the
Mountain gets steep?
We're gonna make it-in a Jeep
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: SettleForNothingLess on August 06, 2007, 11:48:01 AM
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: starry-eyed pirate on August 08, 2007, 07:14:01 PM
Little Feat_Ssailin Shoes...,
Title: the lemonheads - rudderless
Post by: Froderik on August 27, 2007, 02:17:38 AM
Waiting for something to break
Left my heart out to bake
Nothing there in my glass
Wasn't air meant to last?

Hope in my past
Hope in my past
Hope in my past
Hope in my past

All the way down to the lake
(Found the lake was wet)
How much more could I take
(Better yet)
Walked back home to my place
(Tired of getting high)
Guess I don't wanna die

Hope in my past
Hope in my past
Hope in my past
Hope in my past

Waiting for something to break
Left my heart out to bake
Slipped my mind that I could use my brain
I'll stay up all night and crash on the plane

Ship without a rudder's like a ship without a rudder's like a
ship without a rudder.

Ship without a rudder's like a ship without a rudder's like a
ship without a rudder's like a ship without a rudder's like a ship without a
rudder's like a ship without a rudder's like a ship without a rudder.
Title: The Damned--"Fan Club"
Post by: Anonymous on August 31, 2007, 03:27:00 AM
Well I'm craving for a cigarette
Hey gimme a light
Feeling kinda thirsty
Gimme somethin' that bites
Sure been hangin' round here
For much too long
All you crazy people waitin' for my song
I said

(Chorus)

Well here I a-am
Just another one night stand
Anyway I don't know why I'm sad.....
For my fan club
Waitin' for my autograph
Well you must be mad
Standing in the pissing rain
Must be a drag
But if that's what you wanna do
I won't say no
And if you wanna see more of me
See me after the show
I said

(Repeat chorus)

(Solo bit)

You send me pretty flowers
While I'm slashin' my wrists
I'd read those little letters
Through my smashed out mists
The dream I shock you
Is my nightmare
I'm the freak that's on display
So stand and stare
I said

(Repeat chorus)
Title: Look What You've Done =Jet
Post by: webdiva on September 03, 2007, 05:19:50 AM
Take my photo off the wall
If it just won't sing for you
'Cause all that's left has gone away
And there's nothing there for you to prove

Oh, look what you've done
You've made a fool of everyone
Oh well, it seems like such fun
Until you lose what you had won

Give me back my point of view
'Cause I just can't think for you
I can hardly hear you say
What should I do, well you choose

Oh, look what you've done
You've made a fool of everyone
Oh well, it seems like such fun
Until you lose what you had won

Oh, look what you've done
You've made a fool of everyone
A fool of everyone
A fool of everyone

Take my photo off the wall
If it just won't sing for you
'Cause all that's left has gone away
And there's nothing there for you to do

Oh, look what you've done
You've made a fool of everyone
Oh well, it seems like such fun
Until you lose what you had won

Oh, look what you've done
You've made a fool of everyone
A fool of everyone
A fool of everyone
Title: Staind - Pain & Agony
Post by: webdiva on September 03, 2007, 05:39:45 AM
I'm feeling kinda down
All I can do is hold my head down to the ground
And it's all your fucking fault you goddamned bitch!
Fuck you, you ruined my life, i now have nothing to live for-so fuck you.
Title: Neil Young - The Restless Consumer
Post by: Froderik on September 05, 2007, 05:49:05 PM
The people have heard the news
The people have spoken
You may not like what they said
But they weren't jokin'

Way out on the desert sands
Lies a desperate lover
They call her the "Queen of Oil"
So much to discover

Don't need no ad machine
Telling me what I need
Don't need no Madison Avenue War
Don't need no more boxes I can see

Covered in flags but I can't see them on TV

Don't need no more lies
Don't need no more lies
Don't need no more lies
Don't need no more lies

The restless consumer flies
Around the world each day
With such an appetite for taste and grace

People from around the world
Need someone to listen
We're starving and dying from our disease
We need your medicine
How do you pay for war
And leave us dyin' ?
When you could do so much more
You're not even tryin'

Don't need no TV ad
Tellin' me how sick I am
Don't want to know how many people are like me
Don't need no dizziness
Don't need no nausea
Don't need no side effects like diarrhea or sexual death

Don't need no more lies
Don't need no more lies
Don't need no more lies
Don't need no more lies

The restless consumer lies
Asleep in her hotel
With such an appetite
For anything that sells

A hundred voices from a hundred lands
Need someone to listen
People are dying here and there
They don't see the world the way you do
There's no mission accomplished here
Just death to thousands

A hundred voices from a hundred lands
Cry out in unison

Don't need no terror squad
Don't want no damned Jihad
Blowin' themselves away in my hood
But we don't talk to them
So we don't learn from them
Hate don't negotiate with Good

Don't need no more lies
Don't need no more lies
Don't need no more lies
Don't need no more lies

The restless comsumer flies
Around the world each day
With such an appetite for efficiency
And pace.....

Don't need no more lies
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: RTP2003 on September 06, 2007, 01:19:18 PM
THE BLACK ANGELS--"BLACK GREASE"

You're a storm
So emotional
Moody and Controlled
Sly and Involved

You're alright
You come to me in times
You make me realize
I'm not the kindest guy
But I give give give give
I give what I can give
So just give give give give
Give me what you have dear

Slow, you kept me in that storm
You showed me things galore
Made me want much more

And now denied
The things I saw inside
The things I saw inside
Is what really caught my eye
And you give give give give
Give what you can
And Ill live live live lvie
Live while I can dear

You're so surprised
You see me put up fights
You hear me realize
You come along for rides

You're just so kind
The eagle with red wine
You made me see that bright eye
Between me and time
To just kill kill kill kill
You kill what you can
And you kill kill kill kill
Anything you want
Title: motorhead - stay clean
Post by: Froderik on September 08, 2007, 11:04:54 PM
I can tell, seen before
I know the way, I know the law
Can't believe, can't obey
Can't agree with all the things
I hear you say
Oh no, ask me why,
I can't go on with all the filthy vile lies
Stay clean, stay clean
Stay clean, stay clean

Don't ya know, all the time
You got yours and ya know that
I got mine
Grab a hold, don't let go
Don't let them rob ya of the only way ya know
Oh no, no-one else,
Got the right to make you sorry for yourself
Stay clean, stay clean
Stay clean, stay clean

So you see, the only proof
Of what you are is in the way
You hear the truth
Don't be scared, live to win
Although they're always gonna tell ya it's a sin
In the end, you're on your own
And there is no one that can stop you being alone
Stay clean...
Title: Re: motorhead - stay clean
Post by: Anne Bonney on September 08, 2007, 11:34:53 PM
Quote from: ""Froderik""
I can tell, seen before
I know the way, I know the law
Can't believe, can't obey
Can't agree with all the things
I hear you say
Oh no, ask me why,
I can't go on with all the filthy vile lies
Stay clean, stay clean
Stay clean, stay clean

Don't ya know, all the time
You got yours and ya know that
I got mine
Grab a hold, don't let go
Don't let them rob ya of the only way ya know
Oh no, no-one else,
Got the right to make you sorry for yourself
Stay clean, stay clean
Stay clean, stay clean

So you see, the only proof
Of what you are is in the way
You hear the truth
Don't be scared, live to win
Although they're always gonna tell ya it's a sin
In the end, you're on your own
And there is no one that can stop you being alone

Stay clean...


 :smokin:  ::cheers::

Thanks.  I needed that.
Title: Re: motorhead - fools
Post by: Nikki on September 10, 2007, 05:16:48 PM
This is a song for all you managers and agents out there.
Are ya listening? Good!

They take your money, break your soul,
They say it's only rock 'n' roll,
They think they're cool to wheel and deal,
Without a thought to how we feel,
They pick you up and drop you flat,
Then tell you life can be like that,
You blew it all the day you signed,
Your stupid name on some dotted line,
We hate the men, who make the rules,
The ones who always try so hard to make us look like Fools!

They say we need them it ain't true,
The music's down to me and you,
We play their games, play real nice,
We gotta hear their dumb advice
We hate the men, who make the rules,
The ones who always try so hard to make us look like Fools!

So many lies, they get confused,
You start to feel you're being used,
If ten percent is all they take,
What happens to all the bread you make?
Every day it gets a little harder,
Just to keep on keeping on,
Do we really need all this bullshit,
So long now all the thrill has gone,
We hate the men, who make the rules,
The ones who always try so hard to make us look like Fools!

It's so hard to make us look like you!
Title: Plain White T's "Hey There Delilah"
Post by: webdiva on September 11, 2007, 12:07:37 AM
Hey there Delilah
What's it like in New York City?
I'm a thousand miles away
But girl tonight you look so pretty
Yes you do
Times Square can't shine as bright as you
I swear it's true

Hey there Delilah
Don't you worry about the distance
I'm right there if you get lonely
Give this song another listen
Close your eyes
Listen to my voice it's my disguise
I'm by your side

Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
What you do to me

Hey there Delilah
I know times are getting hard
But just believe me girl
Someday I'll pay the bills with this guitar
We'll have it good
We'll have the life we knew we would
My word is good

Hey there Delilah
I've got so much left to say
If every simple song I wrote to you
Would take your breath away
I'd write it all
Even more in love with me you'd fall
We'd have it all

Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me

A thousand miles seems pretty far
But they've got planes and trains and cars
I'd walk to you if I had no other way
Our friends would all make fun of us
and we'll just laugh along because we know
That none of them have felt this way
Delilah I can promise you
That by the time we get through
The world will never ever be the same
And you're to blame

Hey there Delilah
You be good and don't you miss me
Two more years and you'll be done with school
And I'll be making history like I do
You'll know it's all because of you
We can do whatever we want to
Hey there Delilah here's to you
This ones for you

Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
What you do to me.
Title: PP&M
Post by: Nikki on September 11, 2007, 01:48:52 AM
Erika with the windy hair
Dancing through the day or moping by the stair
My joy to know my Erika with the windy hair

Yesterday I met her running home from school
Her face was tear stained, she didn't know I knew
But I do, I do

But today she had a song to sing and a poem she knew
And with a kiss and a hug she just dashed away, she had things to do
I do too, I do too

Lithesome child, I turn with care
When viewing you on step or stair
All my hope and love for you,
My Erika with the windy hair

(Sung) I'll walk in the rain by your side
I'll cling to the warmth of your tiny hand
I'll do anything to help you understand
I'll love you more than anybody can

And the wind will whisper your name to me
Little birds will sing along in time
The leaves will bow down as you walk by
And morning bells will chime

I'll be there when you're feeling down
To kiss away the tears if you cry
And I'll share with you all the happiness I've found
A reflection of the love in your eyes

And I'll sing you the songs of the rainbow
Whisper of the joy that is mine
The leaves will bow down when you walk by
And morning bells will chime

- Peter, Paul and Mary
Title: Re: Plain White T's "Hey There Delilah"
Post by: RTP2003 on September 12, 2007, 06:18:03 AM
Quote from: ""webdiva""
Hey there Delilah
What's it like in New York City?
I'm a thousand miles away
But girl tonight you look so pretty
Yes you do
Times Square can't shine as bright as you
I swear it's true

Hey there Delilah
Don't you worry about the distance
I'm right there if you get lonely
Give this song another listen
Close your eyes
Listen to my voice it's my disguise
I'm by your side

Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
What you do to me

Hey there Delilah
I know times are getting hard
But just believe me girl
Someday I'll pay the bills with this guitar
We'll have it good
We'll have the life we knew we would
My word is good

Hey there Delilah
I've got so much left to say
If every simple song I wrote to you
Would take your breath away
I'd write it all
Even more in love with me you'd fall
We'd have it all

Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me

A thousand miles seems pretty far
But they've got planes and trains and cars
I'd walk to you if I had no other way
Our friends would all make fun of us
and we'll just laugh along because we know
That none of them have felt this way
Delilah I can promise you
That by the time we get through
The world will never ever be the same
And you're to blame

Hey there Delilah
You be good and don't you miss me
Two more years and you'll be done with school
And I'll be making history like I do
You'll know it's all because of you
We can do whatever we want to
Hey there Delilah here's to you
This ones for you

Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
What you do to me.


Wow, you're pretty funny.......
Title: Blue Oyster Cult--"Veteran Of The Psychic Wars"
Post by: RTP2003 on September 12, 2007, 07:26:58 AM
You see me now a veteran
Of a thousand psychic wars
I've been living on the edge too long
Where the winds of Limbo roar

And I'm young enough to look at
But far too old to see
All the scars are on the inside
I'm not sure if there's anything left to me

Don't let these shakes go on
It's time we had a break from it
It's time we had some leave

We've been living in the flames
We've been eating up our brains
Oh please don't let these shakes go on

You ask me why I'm weary
Why I can't speak to you
You blame me for my silence
Say it's time I changed and grew

But the war's still going on, dear
And there's no end that I know
And I can't say if we're ever
I can't say if we're ever gonna be free

Don't let these shakes go on
It's time we had a break from it
It's time we had some leave

We've been living in the flames
We've been eating up our brains
Oh please don't let these shakes go on

You see me now a veteran
Of a thousand psychic wars
My energy's spent at last
And my armor is destroyed

I've used up all my weapons
And I'm helpless and bereaved
Wounds are all I'm made of
Did I hear you say that this is victory?

Don't let these shalkes go on
It's time we had a break from it

Send me to the rear
Where the tides of madness swell
And tilt slightly to Hell

Oh please don't let these shakes go on
Don't let these shakes go on
Don't let these shakes go on
Title: Blue Oyster Cult--"Sinful Love"
Post by: RTP2003 on September 12, 2007, 07:30:21 AM
You’re over my shoulder, I think I’m possessed
Your constant undertone, is making me toothless
Times come to trim you, gonna get out my knife
Gonna cut you out, baby, out of my life

Dare-devil, she-devil, printer’s-devil, evil
I love you like sin, but I won’t be your pigeon

The power that I give you, I’m so sick of your voice
In my body, you don’t give me no choice
But to boot you, honey, to give you the shove
So take back your despot, I’ll keep you love

Dare-devil, she-devil, printer’s-devil, evil
I love you like sin, but I won’t be your pigeon

I’m searching by symbols, looking for a pistol
To laser you out, it looks like a keyhole
I’ll just stick my key back, seamless and whole
No more idols, got my own self control

Dare-devil, she-devil, printer’s-devil, evil
I love you like sin, but I won’t be your pigeon
Title: Re: Plain White T's "Hey There Delilah"
Post by: webdiva on September 15, 2007, 12:40:20 AM
Quote from: ""RTP2003""
Wow, you're pretty funny.......


um ? care to explain? lol
Title: Closer NIN
Post by: Anonymous on September 15, 2007, 09:55:37 PM
You let me violate you, you let me desecrate you
You let me penetrate you, you let me complicate you
Help me I broke apart my insides, help me Ive got no
Soul to tell
Help me the only thing that works for me, help me get
Away from myself
I want to fuck you like an animal
I want to feel you from the inside
I want to fuck you like an animal
My whole existence is flawed
You get me closer to god
You can have my isolation, you can have the hate that
It brings
You can have my absence of faith, you can have my
Everything
Help me tear down my reason, help me its your sex i
Can smell
Help me you make me perfect, help me become somebody
Else
I want to fuck you like an animal
I want to feel you from the inside
I want to fuck you like an animal
My whole existence is flawed
You get me closer to god
Through every forest, above the trees
Within my stomach, scraped off my knees
I drink the honey inside your hive
You are the reason I stay alive
Title: Re: Plain White T's "Hey There Delilah"
Post by: RTP2003 on September 16, 2007, 07:19:35 PM
Quote from: ""webdiva""
Quote from: ""RTP2003""
Wow, you're pretty funny.......

um ? care to explain? lol




http://wwf.fornits.com/viewtopic.php?p=282312#282312 (http://wwf.fornits.com/viewtopic.php?p=282312#282312)
Title: Re: Plain White T's "Hey There Delilah"
Post by: webdiva on September 16, 2007, 08:18:00 PM
Quote from: ""RTP2003""
Quote from: ""webdiva""
Quote from: ""RTP2003""
Wow, you're pretty funny.......

um ? care to explain? lol



http://wwf.fornits.com/viewtopic.php?p=282312#282312 (http://wwf.fornits.com/viewtopic.php?p=282312#282312)


LMAO yes yes i know i know. :rofl:  :rofl:  :rofl:  :rofl:  made me laff though  :P
Title: Muse--"Spermassive Black Hole"
Post by: Anonymous on September 18, 2007, 09:18:54 AM
MUSE--"SUPERMASSIVE BLACK HOLE"


Oh baby dont you know I suffer?
Oh baby can you hear me moan?
You caught me under false pretenses
How long before you let me go?

You set my soul alight
You set my soul alight

(You set my soul alight)
Glaciers melting in the dead of night
And the superstars sucked into the supermassive

(You set my soul alight)
Glaciers melting in the dead of night
And the superstars sucked into the 'supermassive'

I thought I was a fool for no-one
Oh baby I'm a fool for you
You're the queen of the superficial
And how long before you tell the truth

You set my soul alight
You set my soul alight

(You set my soul alight)
Glaciers melting in the dead of night
And the superstars sucked into the supermassive

(You set my soul alight)
Glaciers melting in the dead of night
And the superstars sucked into the 'supermassive'

Supermassive black hole
Supermassive black hole
Supermassive black hole

Glaciers melting in the dead of night
And the superstars sucked into the supermassive

Glaciers melting in the dead of night
And the superstars sucked into the supermassive

(You set my soul alight)
Glaciers melting in the dead of night
And the superstars sucked into the supermassive

(You set my soul alight)
Glaciers melting in the dead of night
And the superstars sucked into the supermassive

Supermassive black hole
Supermassive black hole
Supermassive black hole
Title: Re: Muse--"Spermassive Black Hole"
Post by: Energizer Bunny on September 18, 2007, 07:02:33 PM
Great song and album!

Quote from: ""Drugs, Inc.""
MUSE--"SUPERMASSIVE BLACK HOLE"
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: try another castle on September 19, 2007, 04:04:24 AM
A fine ditty, in honor of this fine day of piracy, dogs.


Drink up my lads and never have done
Tomorrow we sail by the brazen sun
Race to a place where the dreams abound
Neither King nor Devil can turn us around
Only God and the bottle can carry us down
Only God and the bottle can carry us down

This is a song that we always sing
When we're on the ship and we're all drinking
and away we GO - oh - oh - oh - oh - oh - oh - oh - oh-oh-oh-o-ho

Drunken songs of a life at sea
Marrying the wind to the fine whiskey
Churning turning the waves make rhyme
Life on the land is a waste of time
Only God and the bottle can make me blind
Only God and the bottle can make me blind

Carry me a rope to the blue lagoon
Ravaging the rum is a sailor's boon
Pulling down the sky with a hearty tug
Walk upon the sea like a persian rug
Only God and the bottle can pull the plug
Only God and the bottle can pull the plug

This is a song that we always sing
When we're on the ship and we're all drinking
and away we GO - oh - oh - oh - oh - oh - oh - oh - oh-oh-oh-o-ho

Fly by night three sheets to the wind
Open up the booby hatch jump right in
Hang between the devil and the deep blue sea
Dressing down the grog with a cup of tea
Only God and the bottle for the likes of me
Only God and the bottle for the likes of me

Loosen up the knots and we get footlose
Capt. Scuttlebutt's full of booze
Up and down with a touch and go
Pressed into service for the do si do
Only God and the bottle know where we go
Only God and the bottle know where we go

This is a song that we always sing
When we're on the ship and we're all drinking
and away we GO - oh - oh - oh - oh - oh - oh - oh - oh-oh-oh-o-ho
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: webdiva on September 19, 2007, 06:21:37 PM
Quote from: ""try another castle""

Capt. Scuttle's butt is full of booze


say what? LOL  :rofl:  :rofl:
Title: Re: Blue Oyster Cult--"Veteran Of The Psychic Wars"
Post by: Anne Bonney on September 19, 2007, 08:19:59 PM
Quote from: ""RTP2003""
You see me now a veteran
Of a thousand psychic wars
I've been living on the edge too long
Where the winds of Limbo roar

And I'm young enough to look at
But far too old to see
All the scars are on the inside
I'm not sure if there's anything left to me

Don't let these shakes go on
It's time we had a break from it
It's time we had some leave

We've been living in the flames
We've been eating up our brains
Oh please don't let these shakes go on

You ask me why I'm weary
Why I can't speak to you
You blame me for my silence
Say it's time I changed and grew

But the war's still going on, dear
And there's no end that I know
And I can't say if we're ever
I can't say if we're ever gonna be free

Don't let these shakes go on
It's time we had a break from it
It's time we had some leave

We've been living in the flames
We've been eating up our brains
Oh please don't let these shakes go on

You see me now a veteran
Of a thousand psychic wars
My energy's spent at last
And my armor is destroyed

I've used up all my weapons
And I'm helpless and bereaved
Wounds are all I'm made of
Did I hear you say that this is victory?

Don't let these shalkes go on
It's time we had a break from it

Send me to the rear
Where the tides of madness swell
And tilt slightly to Hell

Oh please don't let these shakes go on
Don't let these shakes go on
Don't let these shakes go on



 :tup:
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anne Bonney on September 19, 2007, 08:33:29 PM
I lied
I stole in the name of fear
But I won't be silent here


I don't want somewhere to run to
I don't want somebody I can shake
Lord I want my dignity again
Before I walk on fire
You gotta look me in the face

I won't flinch
And I won't turn away

I'm sorry
I'm sorry for being scared
But I won't drop you there
Oh darling
Let me show you I love you
Oh world
Let me show you I care

Give me back my touch
Give me back my feeling
Give me everything
I wanna be your witness
I want you to believe in me
Title: AnneBonney'spost
Post by: 3xsaSeedling on September 19, 2007, 08:49:21 PM
Hey matey...
What is that lyric you'll be singin' us then?

 ::cheers::
Title: Re: AnneBonney'spost
Post by: Anne Bonney on September 19, 2007, 08:55:29 PM
Quote from: ""3xsaSeedling""
Hey matey...
What is that lyric you'll be singin' us then?

 ::cheers::



The guys'll call it chick music, but I like it.  Saw her at Janus Landing down here.  The kids got tickets for the three of us for my birthday a few years back.
(I am waaayyyyy to tired to translate that into pirate speak)
((and my li'l emoticon guys aren't working))




http://www.sophiebhawkins.com/clips/fire.mp3 (http://www.sophiebhawkins.com/clips/fire.mp3)
Title: Re: AnneBonney'spost
Post by: webdiva on September 19, 2007, 09:03:28 PM
Quote from: ""Anne Bonney""
Quote from: ""3xsaSeedling""
Hey matey...
What is that lyric you'll be singin' us then?

 ::cheers::


The guys'll call it chick music, but I like it.  Saw her at Janus Landing down here.  The kids got tickets for the three of us for my birthday a few years back.
(I am waaayyyyy to tired to translate that into pirate speak)
((and my li'l emoticon guys aren't working))




http://www.sophiebhawkins.com/clips/fire.mp3 (http://www.sophiebhawkins.com/clips/fire.mp3)


chick music is allowed once in awhile LOL
ill check out the mp3 :D
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: 3xsaSeedling on September 20, 2007, 12:10:14 PM
Go blow the froth off a few, you'll feel better...   ::cheers::
Chic music, eh?
Probably why I didn't recognize it:  I try to stay so far away from that, I don't even recognize it!!  Funny I knew Sophie's voice...
There is very little current, commercial music in my world.  Mostly hand-picked 'old stuff'.
I can't post any lyrics 'cause lately I've been into instrumentals:  Jessica, Eliz. Reed, Europa, Sleepwalk, take5, Rise...
chosen because they have no words!!
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anne Bonney on September 20, 2007, 04:03:04 PM
Quote from: ""3xsaSeedling""
Europa, Sleepwalk, take5, Rise...
chosen because they have no words!!


 :nworthy:
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on September 21, 2007, 01:32:51 PM
I found words!!!

seems I've got to have a change of scene
'cause every night I have the strangest dreams
imprisoned by the way it could have been
left here on my own, or so it seems
I've got to leave before I start to scream
Someone locked the door and turned the key

CHORUS
Feeling alright:  oh no  
I'm not feelin' (too)good myself:  oh no
Feelin' alright:  oh no
I'm not feeling too good myself:  oh no



Boy you sure took me for a ride
and even now I sit and wonder why
that when I think of you I stop myself from crying
I just can't waste my time
I must keep tryin'
I've got to stop believing all your lies
'cause there's too much to do before I die

CHORUS
I don't have to feel alright:  I'm feelin' good myself


Don't you get too lost in lost in all I say
but at the time you know
I really felt that way
But that was then and now you know it's today
Lord I can't escape-I guess I'm here to stay
'til someone comes along to take my place
with a different name and a different face

CHORUS
yes I'm feeling alright, yes I'm feeling alright
Title: Clutch--"Eight Times Over Miss October"
Post by: Anonymous on September 23, 2007, 05:45:28 AM
Once again I'm denied my choice.

Once around the stump, then twice across the ceiling,
now eight times over Miss October is out for me.
Believe me when I tell you she's all about destruction.
It's just about enough to make a grown man cry.

Good God Almighty we was panning for gold
down at the banks of mighty Colorado,
when all of a sudden came an awful sound;
ten thousand buffalo were running us down.

Once again I'm denied my joy.
Sieves and peas, oh Lord, oh Lord!

Thunder and lightning at a feverish pitch.
Must be the workings of the Old West Witch.
I crossed her once when I was just a youth.
Been scared stiff ever since, to tell you the truth.

Once again I'm denied my joy.
Sieves and peas, oh Lord, oh Lord!

She went once around the stump, then twice across the ceiling,
now eight times over Miss October is out for me.
Believe me when I tell you she's all about the voodoo.
and all the things I'm losing when I pay no mind.

Get off on the good foot and start another day.
Maybe head for Hazel, California.
Oh, but sooner or later she'll go to town
sure as the Earth runs around and around.

Again I'm denied my joy.
Sieves and peas, oh Lord!

At the side of the road
a bundle of twine,
and on it I found a note.
It read, "You'll be running until the end of time."

She went once around the stump, then twice across the ceiling,

now eight times over Miss October is out for me.
Believe me when I tell you she's all about destruction.
It's just about enough to make a grown man cry.
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on September 23, 2007, 09:43:10 AM
I'm The Upsetter

Why are you so ambitious, yeah-he-yeah-hy
Why are you so malicious, yeah-he-yeah-hy

Everything you want for yourself
and you think of no one else
Why are you so red-eyed
Why can't you satisfy
You take people for fool
And use them as a tool
But I am the avenger
You'll never get away from me
I am the upsetter
Suffer, you're born to suffer

I told you once to run, yeah-he-yeah-hy
But you take it all for fun, yeah-he-yeah-hy

Now it will be tough
For you it will be rough
I promise you the right and the left
And there'll be the uppercut
I am the avenger
This is the upsetter
Suffer, you're born to suffer
You'll never get away from me
I am the avenger
You'll never get away from me
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: ZenAgent on September 23, 2007, 03:51:31 PM
Every time I hear this song from Husker Du's Zen Arcade, I think of kids who've been slagged off into programs.  I wish their parents weren't too "mature" to be listening to the Huskers.  Rod Stewart's Pop Songbook, Vol. 69 ain't gonna give them a reminder or a clue about how fucking hard it is to be a teenager.

I think of my step daughter, mostly.  Her mature, successful bio-father with his perceived "standing in the community" (Most people in town know he's a vile alcoholic prone to lunacy...except him, of course) threw his own flesh and blood into a violent cesspit, then turned a blind eye to the vicious, gang assault-style restraint that left her bloodied and broken, and the long periods she spent in complete isolation.  Fuck "tough love".  The concept of tough love started in AA - it can only be provided by people who do indeed love the troubled friend or family member.  It means not enabling them to self-destruct, cutting off the flow of support and cash that keep them from hitting the bottom.  You can't cast a kid into the care of a program and call it showing "tough love".  The fucking staff and counselors in these shitholes don't love the kids, these program parents are too fucking stupid to realize they're running from their kids, abandoning them to the tender mercies of a desensitized goon squad.  Call it what you will, but it's certainly no form of "love".

It's obvious I'm in a vile mood about some program issues, huh?


"Whatever"

He lives in his imagination, with those friends of his very own
He doesn't get along with the outside world, he'd rather be alone
Sometimes, when it's late at night, he starts to wonder why
(The plans he made can never happen, so all he does is cry).

His parents, they can't understand why their son, he turned out wrong
He runs away from all the pain and forgets them when he's gone
He'd rather be all by himself because his plans, they seem the best.
He finally gets the nerve one day and now life becomes a test.

Mom and Dad, I'm sorry
Mom and Dad, don't worry
I'm not the son you wanted, but what could you expect?
I've made my world of happiness to combat your neglect.


Program parents shouldn't be surprised when the lyrics to this next Husker Zen Arcade song describe their post-program relationship with the kid they betrayed.  My step daughter understands the sentiment, it's her relationship with her bio-dad now.  What a terrible price to pay, but in his mind it's her fault, never his. There's a special place in hell for him, after his hell on earth rattles to an unnoticed halt.


"Never Talking To You Again"

There are things that I'd like to say
But I'm never talking to you again
There's things I'd like to phrase some way
But I'm never talking to you again

I'm never talking to you again
I'm never talking to you
I'm tired of wasting all my time
Trying to talk to you

I'd put you down where you belong
But I'm never talking to you again
I'd show you everywhere you're wrong
But I'm never talking to you again
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on September 24, 2007, 08:43:47 AM
I was into that album last summer (again), and was reminded how fitting the lyrics are to the program situation.  Awesome stuff,  Zen Arcade is their masterpieces.   "Dreams Recurring", "Broken Home, Broken Heart"; that record says a lot.

But then again, you already knew that.......


RTP2k3
Title: Husker Du - Newest Industry
Post by: Froderik on September 26, 2007, 09:40:35 PM
Been through mass destruction once, but once was not enough
Said we want a second chance, and all they say is "Tough."
A world where science went too far, there's no way to survive
Why can't we get this thing straightened out, cuz I want to stay alive

They burned and bombed the east and north and there's no place left to go
The sun belt's overcrowded, so let's annex Mexico
The peso's only worth a dime, but they've got all that land
No need for a civil war, we know they'll understand, right?

Is that how you like it?

Factories left unattended, crumbling to the ground
We tried to keep them running, but there's no more oil around
We used it all to fight a war that neither side could win
Vietnam was Little League compared to where we've been

Now we live in caves and huts, and we don't have pay TV
And everyone is signing up for the newest industry
Standard Oil goes solar power, and all try to make a buck
So I'll sit around and smoke cigarettes, and I'll babble "What the fuck?"
Title: quadrophenia
Post by: 3xsaSeedling on October 03, 2007, 08:52:04 PM
"I'm One"

Every year is the same
And I feel it again,
I'm a loser - no chance to win.
Leaves start falling,
Come down is calling,
Loneliness starts sinking in.


But I'm one.
I am one.
And I can see
That this is me,
And I will be,
You'll all see
I'm the one.

Where do you get
Those blue blue jeans?
Faded patched secret so tight.
Where do you get
That walk oh so lean?
Your shoes and your shirts
All just right.
But I'm one etc.


I got a Gibson
Without a case
But I can't get that even tanned look on my face.
Ill fitting clothes
I blend in the crowd,
Fingers so clumsy
Voice too loud.


But I'm one.
Title: Gotta knock a little harder - Yoko Kanno and the Seatbelts
Post by: try another castle on October 05, 2007, 02:26:02 AM
Happiness is just a word to me
And it might have meant a thing or two
If I'd known the difference

Emptiness, a lonely parody
And my life, another smokin' gun
A sign of my indifference

Always keepin' safe inside
Where no one ever had a chance
To penetrate a break in

Let me tell you some have tried
But I would slam the door so tight
That they could never get in

Kept my cool under lock and key
And I never shed a tear
Another sign of my condidtion

Fear of love or bitter vanity
That kept me on the run
The main events at my confession

I kept a chain upon my door
That would shake the shame of Cain
Into a blind submission

The burning ghost without a name
Was calling all the same
But I wouldn't listen

The longer I'd stall
The further I'd crawl
The further I'd crawl
The harder I'd fall
I was crawlin' into the fire

The more that I saw
The further I'd fall
The further I'd fall
The lower I'd crawl
I kept fallin' into the fire
Into the fire
Into the fire

Suddenly it occurred to me
The reason for the run and hide
Had totaled my existnce

Everything left on the other side
Could never be much worse that this
But could I go the distance

I faced the door and all my shame
Tearin' off each piece of chain
Until they all were broken

But no matter how I tried
The other side was locked so tight
That door it wouldn't open

Gave it all that I got
And started to knock
Shouted for someone
To open the lock
I just gotta get through the door

And the more that I knocked
The hotter I got
The hotter I got
The harder I'd knock
I just gotta break through the door

Gotta knock a little harder
Gotta knock a little harder
Gotta knock a little harder
Break through the door
Title: Foo Fighters Summer’s End Lyrics
Post by: Anonymous on October 12, 2007, 07:17:56 PM
Early morning without warning
Woke me with a scare
I had that dream again
That the sun won’t set

Make me warm or take me home
Its so cold in here
Can’t we meet somewhere
If we went up there
If we went up there
This winter

Meet me in the summertime
We can move the air
Sweet Virginia countryside
I will meet you there

Loving licks and cherry wine
Moonshine in your hair
Just keep stairing at the sun
Pray for summer’s end.

Come on over break my storm
Oceans all ahead
Come inside by bed
Give me night out there

Every moment we have stolen
All we have to share

Noone wanted them
But you know I did
You know I did
This moment

Meet me in the summertime
We can move the air
Sweet Virginia countryside
I will meet you there

Loving licks and cherry wine
Moonshine in your hair
Just keep stairing at the sun
Pray for summer’s end

Meet me in the summertime
We can move the air
Sweet Virginia countryside
I will meet you there

Loving licks and cherry wine
Moonshine in your hair
Just keep stairing at the sun
Pray for summer’s end

Meet me in the summertime
Meet me in the summertime
Meet me in the summertime
We can move the air
Meet me in the summertime
I will meet you there
Title: The Boys of Summer (Don Henley)
Post by: 3xsaSeedling on November 01, 2007, 01:02:15 PM
Nobody on the road, nobody on the beach. I feel it in the air, the summer's out of reach.
Empty lake, empty streets, the sun goes down alone.
I'm driving by your house, though I know you're not home.
But I can see you, your brown skin shining in the sun,
you got your hair combed back and your sunglasses on, baby.
And I can tell you my love for you will still be strong after the boys of summer have gone.

I never will forget those nights, I wonder if it was a dream.
Remember how you made me crazy? Remember how I made you scream?
Now I don't understand what's happened to our love,
but babe, I'm gonna get you back, I'm gonna show you what I'm made of.
I can see you, your brown skin shining in the sun.
I see you walking real slow and you're smiling at everyone.
I can tell you my love for you will still be strong after the boys of summer have gone.

Out on the road today I saw a ?Deadhead? sticker on a Cadillac.
A little voice inside my head said, "Don't look back. You can never look back."
I thought I knew what love was, what did I know?
Those days are gone forever, I should just let them go but
I can see you, your brown skin shining in the sun,
you got that top pulled down and that radio on, baby.
And I can tell you my love for you will still be strong after the boys of summer have gone.
I can see you, your brown skin shining in the sun.
You got that hair slicked back and those Wayfarers on, baby.
I can tell you my love for you will still be strong after the boys of summer have gone.
Title: mmmm
Post by: Anonymous on November 01, 2007, 02:44:26 PM
Ah, memories. The Boys of Summer makes me so nostalgic for the times my friends and I would be driving in the Red Karma Ghia convertible, blasting this song and singing along along the La Jolla coast line.
Title: Pink 18 Wheeler
Post by: 3xsaSeedling on November 04, 2007, 01:07:16 PM
Can't keep me down
Can't keep me down, down
Can't keep me down
I said you can't keep me down
You know you can't keep me down
I said you can't keep me down

Hey, hey, man! what's your problem?
I see you tryin' to hurt me bad
Don't know what youre up against
Maybe you should reconsider
Come up with another plan
Cuz you know I'm not that kinda girl
That'll lay there and let you come first

You can push me out the window
I'll just get back up
You can run over me with your 18 wheeler truck
And I won't give a fuck
You can hang me like a slave
I'll go underground
You can run over me with your 18 wheeler but
You can't keep me down, down, down, down

Can't keep me down, down
Can't keep me down, down, down
Can't keep me down, down

Hey, hey, girl! are you ready for today?
You got your shield and sword?
Cuz it's time to play the games
You are beautiful
Even though you're not for sure
Don't let him pull you by the scar
Your'e gonna get your feelings hurt

You can push me out the window
I'll just get back up
You can run over me with your 18 wheeler truck
And I won't give a fuck
You can hang me like a slave
I'll go underground
You can run over me with your 18 wheeler but
You can't keep me down, down, down, down

You can push me out the window
I'll just get back up
You can run over me with your 18 wheeler truck
And I won't give a fuck
You can hang me like a slave
I'll go underground
You can run over me with your 18 wheeler but
You can't keep me down, down, down, down

Everywhere that I go
There's someone waitin' to chain me
Everything that I say
There's someone tryin' to short-change me
I am only this way
Because of what you have made me
And I'm not gonna break!

You can push me out the window
I'll just get back up
You can run over me with your 18 wheeler truck
And I won't give a fuck
You can hang me like a slave
I'll go underground
You can run over me with your 18 wheeler but
You can't keep me down, down, down, down

To All the 'non-chick-music-club' members:  forgive this post, please?!
If in any way redeeming, I'm listening to SRV/Voodoo Chile!  He so rocks - even 10 years after!  and ZZTop...
These lyrics 'slapped me in the face', instantly making me think of some Fornits posters, who we'll let remain anon (as if hehehe)   no sexual references apply literally in my associations
Title: Re: quadrophenia
Post by: ZenAgent on November 04, 2007, 02:06:12 PM
Quote from: ""3xsaSeedling""
"I'm One"

Every year is the same
And I feel it again,
I'm a loser - no chance to win.
Leaves start falling,
Come down is calling,
Loneliness starts sinking in.


But I'm one.
I am one.
And I can see
That this is me,
And I will be,
You'll all see
I'm the one.

Where do you get
Those blue blue jeans?
Faded patched secret so tight.
Where do you get
That walk oh so lean?
Your shoes and your shirts
All just right.
But I'm one etc.


I got a Gibson
Without a case
But I can't get that even tanned look on my face.
Ill fitting clothes
I blend in the crowd,
Fingers so clumsy
Voice too loud.


But I'm one.


Great song.  I posted a quote from a recent Pete Townshend interview on a thread that greedhead bastard TheWho was trolling on, Pete was pointing out the need to keep kids safe, it was our obligation.  It was pretty obvious Pete would find the idea of locking someone up for going through the Sturm and drang of adolescence to be anathema.  Can you believe TheWho quoted "I'm One" and tried to rationalize the lyrics into a cry for a program, or something?  I couldn't finish reading his idiocy.  I told him his "Ultimate Yuppie" programs-for-profit loving ass confronting survivors reminded me of "The Punk Meets The Godfather".
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: 3xsaSeedling on November 04, 2007, 02:18:35 PM
Zen writes:  
Quote
..."The Punk Meets The Godfather".

That's some funny shit there, Zen!
  
I thought you would enjoy those Townsend lyrics.
When I see thePunk, ignore; if I can't, I logoff.
18 Wheeler lyrics ROCK...
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: SettleForNothingLess on November 14, 2007, 11:54:14 PM
THREE DAYS GRACE LYRICS




"Get Out Alive"




No time for goodbye he said

As he faded away

Don't put your life in someone's hands

Their bound to steal it away

Don't hide your mistakes

'Cause they'll find you, burn you

Then he said




If you want to get out alive

Run for your life

If you want to get out alive

Run for your life




This is my last time she said

As she faded away

It's hard to imagine

But one day you'll end up like me

Then she said




If you want to get out alive

Run for your life

If you want to get out alive

Run for your life

If you want to get out alive (If you want to get out alive)

Run for your life (Life)

If you want to get out alive (If you want to get out alive)

Run for your life




If I stay it won't be long

Till I'm burning on the inside

If I go I can only hope

That I make it to the other side

If you want to get out alive

Run for your life

If you want to get out alive

Hold on for




If you want to get out alive (If you want to get out alive)

Run for your life

If you want to get out alive (If you want to get out alive)

Hold on for:




If I stay, it won't be long

Till I'm burning on the inside

If I go I can only hope

That I make it to the other side

If I stay, it won't be long

Till I'm burning on the inside

If I go, if I go




Burning on the inside

Burning on the inside

Burning on the inside









THREE DAYS GRACE LYRICS




"Animal I Have Become"




I can't escape this hell

So many times i've tried

But i'm still caged inside

Somebody get me through this nightmare

I can't control myself




So what if you can see the darkest side of me?

No one will ever change this animal I have become

Help me believe it's not the real me

Somebody help me tame this animal

(This animal, this animal)




I can't escape myself

(I can't escape myself)

So many times i've lied

(So many times i've lied)

But there's still rage inside

Somebody get me through this nightmare

I can't control myself




So what if you can see the darkest side of me?

No one will ever change this animal I have become

Help me believe it's not the real me

Somebody help me tame this animal I have become

Help me believe it's not the real me

Somebody help me tame this animal




Somebody help me through this nightmare

I can't control myself

Somebody wake me from this nightmare

I can't escape this hell




(This animal, this animal, this animal, this animal, this animal, this animal, this animal)




So what if you can see the darkest side of me?

No one will ever change this animal I have become

Help me believe it's not the real me

Somebody help me tame this animal I have become

Help me believe it's not the real me

Somebody help me tame this animal

(This animal I have become)
Title: The Lyrics thread
Post by: SettleForNothingLess on November 15, 2007, 12:00:17 AM
"Do What They Say"

Walk away when you're angry
Brace yourself, there's nothing to gain
Old enough to know the outcome
More blood, it's always the same

Aren't we cool and aren't we calm
For facing death we run head-on
Aren't we cool and aren't we calm
For god we've suffered for so long

Do what they say
Or they take it away
I'd rather be dead then carry on

(wait) Bite your lip, don't be cursing
(we must) We musn't take God's name in vain
(in vain) Blunt your knife, pull the curtain
(impulse) Impulses you must refrain

Aren't we cool and aren't we calm
For facing death we run head-on
Aren't we cool and aren't we calm
For god we've suffered for so long

Do what they say
Or they take it away
I'd rather be dead then carry on

Somebody carry on with this burden
I can't remember anything
I can't be certain

Aren't we cool and aren't we calm
For facing death we run head-on

Do what they say
Or they take it away
I'd rather be dead then carry on
Title: baabaabaa oops!! I meant 'Ants Marching'
Post by: 3xsaSeedling on November 21, 2007, 05:30:46 PM
He wakes up in the morning
Does his teeth bite to eat and hes rolling
Never changes a thing
The week ends the week begins
She thinks, we look at each other
Wondering what the other is thinking
But we never say a thing
And these crimes between us grow deeper

Take these chances
Place them in a box until a quieter time
Lights down, you up and die

Goes to visit his mommy
She feeds him well his concerns he forgets them
And remembers being small
Playing under the table and dreaming

Driving along on this highway
All these cars and upon the sidewalk
People in every direction
No words exchanged, no time to exchange and when
All the little ants are marching
Red and black antennae waving
They all do it the same
They all do it the same way

Candyman tempting the thoughts of a
Sweet tooth tortured by weit loss
Program cutting the corners
Loose end, loose end cut cut
On the fence, not to offend
Cut cut cut cut

Take these chances
Place them in a box until a quieter time
Lights down you up and die
Lights down you up and die
::alieneyesa::
Title: Stagger Lee
Post by: ZenAgent on December 23, 2007, 10:44:08 PM
Stagger Lee[/size]

An Adaptation of
Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds Version

           
For Johnny Cash, Keith Richards, Lou Reed, Nick Cave,                        and the legendary (and sexually confused) Baddest                            of all Badasses - the Great Stagger Lee


It was back in '07 when times were hard
He had a Colt .45 and a deck of cards
Agent Z.,
He wore rat-drawn shoes and an old stetson hat
Had a '79 Pacer, had payments on that
Agent Z.,
His woman threw him out in the ice and snow
And told him, "Never ever come back no more"
Agent Z.,

So he walked through the rain and he walked through the mud
Till he came to a place called The Bucket Of Blood
Agent Z.,
He said "Mr Motherfucker, you know who I am"
The barkeeper said, "No, and I don't give a good goddamn"
To Agent Z.,
He said, "Well bartender, it's plain to see
I'm that bad motherfucker called Agent Z.,"
Mr. Agent Z.,
Barkeep said, "Yeah, I've heard your name down the way
And I kick motherfucking asses like you every day"
Mr Agent Z.,
Well those were the last words that the barkeep said
'Cause Zen put four holes in his motherfucking head

Just then in came a broad called Nellie Brown
Was known to make more money than any bitch in town
She struts across the bar, hitching up her skirt
Over to Zen Agent, she starts to flirt
With Agent Z.,
She saw the barkeep, said, "O God, he can't be dead!"
Zen said, "Well, just count the holes in the motherfucker's head"
She said, "You ain't look like you scored in quite a time.
Why not come to my pad? It won't cost you a dime"
Mr. Agent Z.,

"But there's something I have to say before you begin
You'll have to be gone before my man Mr. Who comes in,
Mr. Agent Z.,"

"I'll stay here till Whootie comes in, till time comes to pass
And furthermore I'll fuck Mr. Who in his motherfucking ass"
Said Agent Z.,

"I'm a bad motherfucker, don't you know
And I'll crawl over fifty good pussies just to get one fat boy's asshole"
Said Agent Z.,

Just then Whootie rolls in and he says, "You must be
That bad motherfucker called Zen Agent"
Agent Z.,

"Yeah, I'm Zen Agent and you better get down on your knees
And suck my dick, because If you don't you're gonna be dead"
Said Agent Z.,

Whootie dropped down and slobbered on his head...


And Zen filled him full of lead...


Oh yeah.
Title: Peter, Bjorn and John "Young Folks"
Post by: Anonymous on January 23, 2008, 04:12:48 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
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: 3xsaSeedling on January 23, 2008, 10:33:26 PM
Awesome stuff down there, doc.

IN THE ARMS OF THE ANGELS
Spend all your time waiting
for that second chance
for a break that would make it okay
there's always some reason
to feel not good enough
and it's hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction
oh beautiful release
memories seep from my veins
let me be empty oh
and weightless and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight

In the arms of the angel
fly away from here
from this dark, cold, hotel room
and the endlessness that you fear
you are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here

So tired of the straight line
and everywhere you turn
there's vultures and thieves at your back
and the storm keeps on twisting
keep on building the lies
that you make up for all that you lack
it don't make no difference
escaping one last time
it's easier to believe in this sweet madness oh
this glorious sadness that brings me to my knees

In the arms of the angel
fly away from here
from this dark, cold, hotel room
and the endlessness that you fear
you are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here
you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here

missublueRIP
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: RTP2003 on February 07, 2008, 12:03:14 AM
Roger Waters--"The Bravery Of Being Out Of Range"


You have a natural tendency
To squeeze off a shot
You're good fun at parties
You wear the right masks
You're old but you still
Like a laugh in the locker room
You can't abide change
You're at home an the range
You opened your suitcase
Behind the old workings
To show off the magnum
You deafened the canyon
A comfort a friend
Only upstaged in the end
By the Uzi machine gun
Does the recoil remind you
Remind you of sex
Old man what the hell you gonna kill next
Old timer who you gonna kill next
I looked over Jordan and what did I see
Saw a U.S. Marine in a pile of debris
I swam in your pools
And lay under your palm trees
I looked in the eyes of the Indian
Who lay on the Federal Building steps
And through the range finder over the hill
I saw the frontline boys popping their pills
Sick of the mess they find
On their desert stage
And the bravery of being out of range
Yeah the question is vexed
Old man what the hell you gonna kill next
Old timer who you gonna kill next
Hey bartender over here
Two more shots
And two more beers
Sir turn up the TV sound
The war has started on the ground
Just love those laser guided bombs
They're really great
For righting wrongs
You hit the target
And win the game
From bars 3,000 miles away
3,000 miles away
We play the game
With the bravery of being out of range
We zap and maim
With the bravery of being out of range
We strafe the train
With the bravery of being out of range
We gained terrain
With the bravery of being out of range
With the bravery of being out of range
We play the game
With the bravery of being out of range
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: 3xsaSeedling on July 05, 2008, 11:32:24 PM
I can't help about the shape I'm in
I can't sing, I ain't pretty and my legs are thin
But don't ask me what I think of you
I might not give the answer that you want me to

Oh well

Now, when I talked to God I knew he'd understand
He said, "Stick by me and I'll be your guiding hand
But don't ask me what I think of you
I might not give the answer that you want me to"

Oh well
Title: The Dead Boys - "Ain't It Fun"
Post by: Froderik on July 06, 2008, 12:52:20 AM
Ain't it fun when you're always on the run
Ain't it fun when your friends despise what you've become
Ain't it fun when you get so high that you, well you just can't come
Ain't it fun when you know that you're gonna die young
It's such fun

Yeah, fun... such fun

Ain't it fun when you're taking care of number one
A-Ain't it fun when you feel like you just gotta get a gun
Ain't it fun when you js.j.j. just can't..seem to find your tongue
Cause you stuck it too deep into something that really stung
It's such fun

Well, somebody come up to me, they spit right in my face
But I didn't even feel it, it was such a disgrace
I punched my fist right through the glass
But I didn't even feel it, it all happened so fast

It's such fun, such fun, such...

Ain't it fun when you tell her she's just a cunt
Ain't it fun when she splits and leaves you on the bum
Ain't it fun when you've broken up every band that you've ever begun
Ain't it fun when you know that you're gonna die young
It's such fun

It's such fun, such fun, such...
Having a real fun time, such fun, such fun
No Fun
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: TheWho on July 07, 2008, 07:41:38 PM
To answer a question:


Gloom, despair, and agony on me


Buck Owens & Roy Clark


Gloom, despair, and agony on me
Deep, dark depression, excessive misery
If it weren't for bad luck, I'd have no luck at all
Gloom, despair, and agony on me

We figured she was rich, loaded to the hilt
And we figured she had class like the Vanderbilts
'Cause we had heard for years how she was so well reared
How was we to know they meant the way she was built

Gloom, despair, and agony on me
Deep, dark depression, excessive misery
If it weren't for bad luck, I'd have no luck at all
Gloom, despair, and agony on me



...
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: 3xsaSeedling on July 09, 2008, 07:02:23 PM
IT KEEPS YOU RUNNIN'
doobie brothers/michael mcdonald
Say, where you gonna go
Girl, where you gonna hide
You go on leavin' out your heart
And all it's sayin' down deep inside
From here I can feel your heartbeat
Oh, you got me all wrong
You ain't got no worry
You just been lonely too long
I know what it means to hide your heart
From a long time ago
Oh, darlin'

It keeps you runnin', yeah it keeps you runnin'
It keeps you runnin', yeah it keeps you runnin'
It keeps you runnin', yeah it keeps you runnin'
It keeps you runnin', yeah it keeps you runnin'

Oh, I know how you feel
Hey, you know I been there
But what you're keepin' to yourself
Oh, you know it just ain't fair
Are you gonna worry
For the rest of your life
Why you in such a hurry
To be lonely one more night
I know what it means to hide your heart
From a long time ago
Oh, darlin'

It keeps you runnin', yeah it keeps you runnin'
It keeps you runnin', yeah it keeps you runnin'
It keeps you runnin', yeah it keeps you runnin'
It keeps you runnin', yeah it keeps you runnin'
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: 3xsaSeedling on July 14, 2008, 11:52:05 AM
 title speaks VOLUMES, eh?!
I'M GOIN' DOWN
Bruce

                                                                                                                                                                                         
We sit in the car outside your house
I can feel the heat coming 'round
I go to put my arm around you
and you give me a look like I'm way out of bounds
well you let out one of your bored sighs
Well lately when I look into your eyes
I'm goin down, down, down
I'm goin' down, down down
We get dressed up and we go out, baby, for the night
We come home early burning, burning in some fire fight
I'm sick and tired of you setting me up
Setting me up just to knock-a knock-a knock-a me down, down, down
I'm goin down, down, down
I'm goin' down, down down

I pull you close but when we kiss I can feel a doubt
I remember back when we started
My kisses used to turn you inside out
I used to drive you to work in the morning
Friday night I'd drive you all around
You used to love to drive me wild
But lately girl you get your kicks from just driving me down, down, down
I'm goin down, down, down
I'm goin' down, down down
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on July 14, 2008, 09:02:40 PM
Attention thrills, and then it kills
They make you king, and make you ill
'Til you're alone, dead on your throne

So my idea of fun
Is killing everyone
My idea of fun
Is killing everyone
My idea of fun
Is killing everyone

Now is the season for war with no reason
Now is the season for war with no reason

They break your skin, when you're a kid
They steal your soul, and keep it hid
And that is why, I hate mankind

'Cause my idea of fun
Is killing everyone
My idea of fun
Is killing everyone
My idea of fun
Is killing everyone

My idea of fun is killing everyone
My idea of fun is killing everyone
My idea of fun

My idea of fun is killing everyone
My idea of fun is killing everyone
My idea of fun
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: 3xsaSeedling on July 27, 2008, 10:07:32 PM
Don Henley ~ The Boys of Summer

Nobody on the road
Nobody on the beach.
I feel it in the air
The summer's out of reach.
Empty lake
Empty streets
The sun goes down alone.
I'm drivin' by your house
Though I know you're not home.

I can see you
Your brown skin shinin in the sun
You got your hair combed back
And your sunglasses on, baby
And I can tell you my love for you
Will still be strong
After the boys of
Summer have gone

I never will forget those nights
I wonder if it was a dream.
Remember how you made me crazy?
Remember how I made you scream?
Now I don't understand
What happened to our love,
But baby when i get you back
I'm gonna show you what I'm made of

I can see you-
Your brown skin shinin' in the sun
I see you walkin' real slow
And you're smilin' at everyone
I can tell you my love for you will still be strong
After the boys of
Summer have gone

Out on the road today
I saw a 'Dead-Head'  sticker on a Cadillac
A little voice inside my head said,
"Don't look back.
You can never look back."
I thought I knew what love was,
What did I know?
Those days are gone forever
I should just let them go but,


I can see you
Your brown skin shinin in the sun
You got that top pulled down
And that radio on baby
And I can tell you my love for you will still be strong
After the boys of
Summer have gone

I can see you
Your brown skin shinin in the sun
You got that hair slicked back and
Those Wayfarers on, baby
I can tell you my love for you will still be strong
After the boys of
Summer have gone
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: 3xsaSeedling on August 07, 2008, 12:49:05 PM
I Don't Care Anymore
Genesis/Phil Collins

Well you can tell everyone I'm a down disgrace
Drag my name all over the place.
I don't care anymore.
You can tell everybody 'bout the state I'm in
You won't catch me crying 'cos I just can't win.
I don't care anymore I don't care anymore

I don't care what you say
I don't play the same games you play.

'Cos I've been talking to the people that you call your friends
And it seems to me there's a means to an end.
They don't care anymore.
And as for me I can sit here and bide my time
I got nothing to lose if I speak my mind.
I don't care anymore I don't care no more

I don't care what you say
We never played by the same rules anyway.

I won't be there anymore
Get out of my way
Let me by
I got better things to do with my time
I don't care anymore I don't care anymore
I don't care anymore I don't care anymore

Well, I don't care now what you say
'Cos every day I'm feeling fine with myself
And I don't care now what you say
Hey I'll do alright by myself
'Cos I know.

'Cos I remember all the times I tried so hard
And you laughed in my face 'cos you held all the cards.
I don't care anymore.
And I really ain't bothered what you think of me
'Cos all I want of you is just a let me be.
I don't care anymore D'you hear? I don't care no more

I don't care what you say
I never did believe you much anyway.

I won't be there no more
So get out of my way.
Let me by
I got better things to do with my time
I don't care anymore
D'you hear? I don't care anymore
I don't care no more
You listening? I don't care no more
No more
You know I don't care no more
No more, No more, No more....
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on August 09, 2008, 01:31:08 PM
Meet me in the morning, 56th and Wabasha
Meet me in the morning, 56th and Wabasha
Honey, we could be in Kansas
By time the snow begins to thaw.

They say the darkest hour is right before the dawn
They say the darkest hour is right before the dawn
But you wouldn't know it by me
Every day's been darkness since you been gone.

Little rooster crowin', there must be something on his mind
Little rooster crowin', there must be something on his mind
Well, I feel just like that rooster
Honey, ya treat me so unkind.

The birds are flyin' low babe, honey I feel so exposed
Well, the birds are flyin' low babe, honey I feel so exposed
Well now, I ain't got any matches
And the station doors are closed.

Well, I struggled through barbed wire, felt the hail fall from above
Well, I struggled through barbed wire, felt the hail fall from above
Well, you know I even outran the hound dogs
Honey, you know I've earned your love.

Look at the sun sinkin' like a ship
Look at the sun sinkin' like a ship
Ain't that just like my heart, babe
When you kissed my lips?
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on August 14, 2008, 07:34:45 PM
Now, when the day goes to sleep and the full moon looks
The night is so black that the darkness cooks
Dont you come creepin around - makin me do things I dont want to

Cant believe that you need my love so bad
Come sneakin around tryin to drive me mad
Bustin in on my dreams - making me see things I dont wanna see

'Cause youre the green manalishi with the two prong crown
All my tryin is up - all your bringin is down
Just taking my love then slippin away
Leavin me here just tryin to keep from following you
Title: Bob Dylan--"Tombstone Blues"
Post by: Anonymous on August 16, 2008, 12:00:23 PM
The sweet pretty things are in bed now of course
The city fathers they're trying to endorse
The reincarnation of Paul Revere's horse
But the town has no need to be nervous.

The ghost of Belle Star she hands down her wits
To Jezebel the nun she violently knits
A bald wig for Jack the Ripper who sits
At the head of the chamber of commerce.

Mama's in the fact'ry
She ain't got no shoes
Daddy's in the alley
He's lookin' for fuse
I'm in the kitchen
With the tombstone blues.

The hysterical bride in the penny arcade
Screaming she moans, "I've just been made"
Then sends out for the doctor
who pulls down the shade
Says, "My advice is to not let the boys in".

Now the medicine man comes and he shuffles inside
He walks with a swagger and he says to be bride
"Stop all this weeping, swallow your pride
You will not die, it's not poison".

Mama's in the fact'ry
She ain't got no shoes
Daddy's in the alley
He's lookin' the fuse
I'm in the kitchen
With the tombstone blues.

Well, John the Baptist after torturing a thief
Looks up at his hero the Commander-in-Chief
Saying, "Tell me great hero,
but please make it brief
Is there a hole for me to get sick in ?"
The Commander-in-Chief answers
him while chasing a fly
Saying, "Death to all those who
would whimper and cry"
And dropping a bar bell he points to the sky
Saying, "The sun's not yellow it's chicken.

Mama's in the fact'ry
She ain't got no shoes
Daddy's in the alley
He's lookin' for fuse
I'm in the kitchen
With the tombstone blues.

The king of the Philistines his soldiers to save
Put jawbones on their tombstones
and flatters their graves
Puts the pied pipers in prison
and fattens the slaves
Then sends them out to the jungle.

Gypsy Davey with a blowtorch he bums out their camps
With his faithful slave Pedro behind him he tramps
With a fantastic collection of stamps
To win friends and influence his uncle.

Mama's in the fact'ry
She ain't got no shoes
Daddy's in the alley
He's lookin' for fuse
I'm in trouble
With the tombstone blues.

The geometry of innocence flesh on the bone
Causes Galileo's math book to get thrown
At Delilah who sits worthlessly alone
But the tears on her cheeks are from laughter.

Now I wish I could give Brother
Bill his great thrill
I would set him in chains at the top of the hill
Then send out for some pillars and Cecil B. DeMille
He could die happily ever after.

Mama's in the fact'ry
She ain't got no shoes
Daddy's in the alley
He's lookin' for fuse
I'm in the kitchen
With the tombstone blues.
Where Ma Raney and Beethoven once
unwrapped their bed roll
Tuba players now rehearsal around the flagpole
And the National Bank at a profit
sells road maps or the soul
To the old folks home in the college.

Now I wish I could write you a melody so plain
That could hold you dear lady from going insane
That could ease you and cool you and cease the pain
Of your useless and pointless knowledge

Mama's in the fact'ry
She ain't got no shoes
Daddy's in the alley
He's lookin' for fuse
I'm in the kitchen
With the tombstone blues.
Title: Butthole Surfers - The Revenge of Anus Presley
Post by: Froderik on August 18, 2008, 02:16:31 PM
Your pain makes me hungry! I'm hungry for pain! Your death is mine motherfucker! Don't even try to escape! Because you're mine! You are all mine! You're all in my thoughts! I will peel you like a potato! I will take out your brains and throw them to my dogs! Oh shit, you're gonna die! I'm gonna peel off your toenails like they were... cupcakes! Like they were... twinkies! You're dead, motherfucker! My life is nothing but to kill you! Revenge is mine! My words make you wanna scream like a dead dog dying from anger-- and pain-- of a dead dog!

Uhhhhhh... We're gonna kick some ass tonite, motherfucker! Life! Life is mine! I take you with me! I take you, I crumble you up, I wad you into a little ball! Death picks its teeth with your head! Life! Life is mine! Yup! Revenge is mine! My war jacks off when it sees your revenge! My war is not alone! It's the only war! Anytime you get your ass down here, kick my ass, no problem! My life is better! Don't fuck with me whatsoever! Yup! Revenge is mine! I take it and I leave it! But this one, motherfucker, is mine! And you're not gettin' it! You're the one that's gonna pay this time, buddy! No prob!
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: 3xsaSeedling on August 18, 2008, 09:57:41 PM
Nice Dylan post, guest...I've always liked his stuff.
Thank you for the lyrics Who.  That was nice of you.
Title: Re: Butthole Surfers - The Revenge of Anus Presley
Post by: ZenAgent on August 18, 2008, 11:13:13 PM
Quote from: "Froderik"
Your pain makes me hungry! I'm hungry for pain! Your death is mine motherfucker! Don't even try to escape! Because you're mine! You are all mine! You're all in my thoughts! I will peel you like a potato! I will take out your brains and throw them to my dogs! Oh shit, you're gonna die! I'm gonna peel off your toenails like they were... cupcakes! Like they were... twinkies! You're dead, motherfucker! My life is nothing but to kill you! Revenge is mine! My words make you wanna scream like a dead dog dying from anger-- and pain-- of a dead dog!

Uhhhhhh... We're gonna kick some ass tonite, motherfucker! Life! Life is mine! I take you with me! I take you, I crumble you up, I wad you into a little ball! Death picks its teeth with your head! Life! Life is mine! Yup! Revenge is mine! My war jacks off when it sees your revenge! My war is not alone! It's the only war! Anytime you get your ass down here, kick my ass, no problem! My life is better! Don't fuck with me whatsoever! Yup! Revenge is mine! I take it and I leave it! But this one, motherfucker, is mine! And you're not gettin' it! You're the one that's gonna pay this time, buddy! No prob!

The stench of the Buttholes and Anus Presley led me here.

From The Book of King Coffey[/i], the Gospel of GIbbushaynus, 66:6

"Don't even look upon me with your naked eye, motherfucker", 'The Lord Gawd did saith unto Moses.  Moses was now unclean before Gawd, having shat awfully in fear before the presence of Jehovah'

(I agree Frod, "motherfucker" is one word)

This is dedicated to Barak Obama.  The Kinks, "Black Messiah" off Misfits.

Everybody got the right to speak their mind
So don't shoot me for saying mine
Everybody talking about racial equality
cos everybody's equal in the good lords eyes
But if I told you that God was black
What would you think of that
I bet you wouldn't believe it

Theres a self made prophet living right next to me
He said the black messiahs gonna come and set the whole world free
He looked at me with his evil eye and prophesied
And he really believed it

He said a black messiah is gonna set the world on fire
And hes no liar, cos he has truly heard the word
Everybody talking about racial equality
But I'm the only honky living on an all black street
They knock me down cos they brown and I white

Everybody got the right to speak their mind
So don't shoot me for saying mine
Everybody talking about racial equality
You hear everybody talking about equal rights
But whites white, blacks black and thats that
And thats the way you should leave it

Don't want no black messiah to come and set the world on fire
A black messiah is gonna come and rule the world
Everybody got to show a little give and take
Everybody got to live with a little less hate
Everybody gotta work it out, we gotta sort it out
Everybody got the right to speak their mind
So don't shoot me for saying mine



Dubya did set one precedent during his eight years as a puppet:  Losing the Presidential election is no longer an insurmountable obstacle to becoming President.
Title: Re: Butthole Surfers - The Revenge of Anus Presley
Post by: Froderik on August 19, 2008, 12:18:05 AM
Quote from: "ZenAgent"
The stench of the Buttholes and Anus Presley led me here.

From The Book of King Coffey[/i], the Gospel of GIbbushaynus, 66:6

"Don't even look upon me with your naked eye, motherfucker", 'The Lord Gawd did saith unto Moses.  Moses was now unclean before Gawd, having shat awfully in fear before the presence of Jehovah'
:D  :D  :D  :D  :D
Title: The 4-Skins - "One Law for Them"
Post by: Froderik on August 19, 2008, 09:49:44 PM
Go to football, throw a brick,
Get no mercy, months in nick
Riot in the ghetto, red alert,
Guilty free, innocent hurt

We've been warned of rivers of blood
See the trickle before the flood
Pretend nothing happened, make no fuss
One law for them, One for us

One law for them, One law for them,
One law for them, and another law for us

No fun, no homes, no job, no use
what else is used as an excuse
Families fighting, families looting
next there's death, then there's shooting

One law for them, One law for them,
One law for them, and another law for us

Riots in London, blame Old Bill
We've been lucky no ones killed
Violence on the streets, more to follow
Freedom for those freedom fighters

One law for them, One law for them,
One law for them, and another law for us
Title: Gary Numan & The Tubeway Army--"Down In The Park"
Post by: Anonymous on September 03, 2008, 08:08:01 PM
Down in the park
Where the machmen meet
The machines are playing kill-by-numbers
Down in the park with a friend called five

I was in a car crash
Or was it the war?
Well, Ive never been quite the same
Little white lies like I was there

Come to Zom-Zoms, a place to eat
Like it was built in one day
You can watch the humans
Try to run

Oh, look, theres a rape machine
I'd go outside if it looks the other way
You wouldnt believe
The things they do

Down in the park
Where the chant is death, death, death
Until the sun cries morning
Down in the park with friends of mine

We are not lovers
We are not romantics
We are here to serve you
A different face but the words never change
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Loli on September 23, 2008, 05:34:05 PM
Thank God for headsets... at work, having a dour day...but amazing what music can do to reverse the mood... Listening to Brass in Pocket by Pretenders.  This is the ultimate Private Strip Show song. woo hoo



Got brass in pocket
Got bottle I'm gonna use it
Intention I feel inventive
Gonna make you, make you, make you notice

Got motion restrained emotion
Been driving detroit leaning
No reason just seems so pleasing
Gonna make you, make you, make you notice

(chorus)

Gonna use my arms
Gonna use my legs
Gonna use my style
Gonna use my sidestep
Gonna use my fingers
Gonna use my, my, my imagination

cause I gonna make you see
There's nobody else here
No one like me
I'm special so special
I gotta have some of your attention give it to me

Got rhythm I cant miss a beat
Got new skank its so reet
Got something I'm winking at you
Gonna make you, make you, make you notice

(chorus)

cause I gonna make you see
There's nobody else here
No one like me
I'm special, so special
I gotta have some of your attention
Give it to me
cause I gonna make you see
There's nobody else here
No one like me
I'm special, so special
I gotta have some of your attention

Give it to me
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on September 24, 2008, 12:05:04 AM
Quote from: "Loli"
This is the ultimate Private Strip Show song. woo hoo
:D  :o  ::evil::  :D
Title: The Subhumans - "Work-Rest-Play-Die"
Post by: Froderik on September 24, 2008, 10:50:46 AM
When the people of the country have forgotten how to disagree
And the national economy is said to be O.K.
And the wages that you get will help you to forget
Will you keep your ideologies or throw them all away?

When the system has you beaten even now you haven't eaten
Cos you can't afford to eat and drink to keep your brain alive
You blame the system for the weather but carry on as ever
You go to work at half past eight and come back home at five

You can go blue in the face talking about about the human race
How they got to outer space but it never stopped the wars
And how the whole of this humanity is based on greed and vanity
The ones who make decisions are the ones who make the laws

But you're still in this society so what's your main priority?
Remain in the majority who never really cared?
Or cultivate the hate to annihilate the state
Are you prepared to die for your beliefs or just to dye your hair?

The anarchist, the nihilist, but can you prove that you exist
To a population who insist you're just a bunch of fakes?
You cannot change the system 'til you change your own restrictions
Communication and conviction got to kick until it breaks
Title: Captain Beefheart is gonna getcha...
Post by: Froderik on October 05, 2008, 12:45:58 PM
My smile is stuck
I cannot go back to your Frownland
My spirit's made up of the ocean
And the sky 'n' the sun 'n' the moon
'n' all my eyes can see
I cannot go back to your land of gloom
Where black jagged shadows
Remind me of the coming of your doom
I want my own land
Take my hand and come with me
It's not too late for you
It's not too late for me
To find my homeland
Where a man can stand by another man
Without an ego flying
With no man lying
'n' no one dying by an earthly hand
Let the devils burn and the beggar learn
'n' the little girls that live in those old worlds
Take my kind hand
My smile is stuck
I cannot go back to your Frownland
I cannot go back to your Frownland
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: TheWho on October 05, 2008, 04:42:56 PM
I Talk to the wind

McDonald-Sinfield

Said the straight man to the late man
Where have you been
I've been here and I've been there
And I've been in between.

I talk to the wind
My words are all carried away
I talk to the wind
The wind does not hear
The wind cannot hear.

I'm on the outside looking inside
What do I see
Much confusion, disillusion
All around me.

You don't possess me
Don't impress me
Just upset my mind
Can't instruct me or conduct me
Just use up my time.

I talk to the wind
My words are all carried away
I talk to the wind
The wind does not hear
The wind cannot hear.
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on October 06, 2008, 12:49:14 AM
Quote from: "TheWho"
I Talk to the wind

McDonald-Sinfield

Said the Str8 man to the lame man
Why are you here
I'm sent here and I'm sent there
And I'm trolling your asses.

I piss in the wind
My words are all pissing away
I piss in the wind
The piss does not hear
The piss cannot hear.

I'm on the outside looking inside
What shall "we" be
Much confusion, disillusion
spammed around by "we".

You all possess me
I impress me
Facts upset my mind
Can't instruct me only fuck me
Right up my behind.

I piss in the wind
My words are always laughed away
I piss in the wind
Fornits does drink beer
The Who gets no beer.

BRRRAAAAAAAPPPPPP!!!!

You been dick ridin' us for ages, troll shit.  Shove it up your arse and fuck off while you're doing it.  You picked a good song for yourself.  Ian McDonald whored himself musically by starting the most lame Muzak group Foreigner.  Peter Sinfield writes drivel for Celine Dion these days.

Hacks like yourself, Whobag.
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: TheWho on October 06, 2008, 10:54:34 AM
Queen Jimson wrote:
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You been dick ridin' us for ages, troll shit. Shove it up your arse and fuck off while you're doing it. You picked a good song for yourself. Ian McDonald whored himself musically by starting the most lame Muzak group Foreigner. Peter Sinfield writes drivel for Celine Dion these days.

Hacks like yourself, Whobag.



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Title: The Who - Boris The Spider
Post by: Froderik on October 06, 2008, 10:58:47 AM
Look, he's crawling up my wall
Black and hairy, very small
Now he's up above my head
Hanging by a little thread

Boris the spider
Boris the spider

Now he's dropped on to the floor
Heading for the bedroom door
Maybe he's as scared as me
Where's he gone now, I can't see

Boris the spider
Boris the spider

Creepy, crawly
Creepy, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly

There he is wrapped in a ball
Doesn't seem to move at all
Perhaps he's dead, I'll just make sure
Pick this book up off the floor

Boris the spider
Boris the spider

Creepy, crawly
Creepy, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly

He's come to a sticky end
Don't think he will ever mend
Never more will he crawl 'round
He's embedded in the ground

Boris the spider
Boris the spider
Title: Great Song
Post by: TheWho on October 06, 2008, 04:25:15 PM
The dance of the puppets
The rusted chains of prison moons
Are shattered by the sun.
I walk a road, horizons change
The tournaments begun.
The purple piper plays his tune,
The choir softly sing;
Three lullabies in an ancient tongue,
For the court of the crimson king.

The keeper of the city keys
Put shutters on the dreams.
I wait outside the pilgrims door
With insufficient schemes.
The black queen chants
The funeral march,
The cracked brass bells will ring;
To summon back the fire witch
To the court of the crimson king.

The gardener plants an evergreen
Whilst trampling on a flower.
I chase the wind of a prism ship
To taste the sweet and sour.
The pattern juggler lifts his hand;
The orchestra begin.
As slowly turns the grinding wheel
In the court of the crimson king.

On soft gray mornings widows cry
The wise men share a joke;
I run to grasp divining signs
To satisfy the hoax.

The yellow jester does not play
But gentle pulls the strings
And smiles as the puppets dance
In the court of the crimson king
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Title: He's such a prick
Post by: Anonymous on October 07, 2008, 03:20:18 AM
Here is our bitch singing sweetly to Ursus. It figures the chickenshit would act like a cunt to someone who won't engage him.  Nice.  He's the kind of pissant who gets bitched at by his Aspen bosses and goes home to kick the shit out of his wife (interesting fact: Who's wife has not always been a woman!) and kids (Interesting fact:  Who's kids are not his. They know)

@Who:  Eat a dick Newton, eunuch.  Read what you said to Ursus.  You were unconsciously revealing your self loathing.  Make this your mantra to yourself to keep you from assuming.  Ponder what makes you the dick you are.  Then don't be such a prick.

Sing, wanna be tough guy.  Weakling.

Quote from: "TheWho"

Why are you so assuming?  Why are you being a dick? .  Dont be such a prick.
Why are you so assuming?  Why are you being a dick? .  Dont be such a prick.  
Why are you so assuming?  Why are you being a dick? .  Dont be such a prick.
Why are you so assuming?  Why are you being a dick? .  Dont be such a prick.  
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Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: TheWho on October 07, 2008, 08:09:04 AM
Wooo Hooo!!!  Seems I hit a nerve somewhere!!  

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Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on October 07, 2008, 09:46:31 AM
Quote from: "TheWho"
Wooo Hooo!!!  Seems I hit a nerve somewhere!!  

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After someone did worse to you obviously:

Quote from: "Ursus"

Geez Louise, Who, now you're calling me names!? Dick, prick...that's some pretty mean-spirited language there... I'll try to see a back-handed compliment in all that somehow.
 :D


See?  You always criticize the survivors for being "overly sensitive" and look at the example of "balanced" you present.  Pathetic.  Ursus could have called you a most pungent cunt and rightly so but he took the high road while you took the lowest of dirt trails.

Then there was the whining plea for pity:

Quote from: "TheWho"
@ Ursus, Sorry I got overly emotional with my response.  I was thinking of another post at the same time I was responding to yours so the energy flowed over into yours.  I understand what you are saying.
...

No you don't.  Lying slunk trader.   If you did you would have stayed gone the first time you gave your worthless promise to f-f-f-fade away.  As Ursus notes you are given to rapid mood shifts and violent outbursts that make you look like a schizo freak.  At least Ursus is diplomatic and refrained from calling you an A1 nutboy who should never been allowed to exercise the "parental choice" that landed your kid in ASR. (If that isn't just another lie)  You shouldn't be allowed to make decisions for yourself.  Get treatment.

Quote from: "Ursus"
Although...and no offense intended by this, but...sometimes it really does seem as though more than one person may be posting as "TheWho."

I know a good boot camp for adults.  We'll sign custody of you over to the program.  They'll break you down, humiliate you, over medicate you. Some counselor without a GED will beat you shitless because you remind him of the assholes who caused him to drop out in ninth grade.  Tough love is what you need Who.  You want workin' on, boy.[/quote]
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: TheWho on October 07, 2008, 10:53:58 AM
Quote
See? You always criticize the survivors for being "overly sensitive"

Aw, sorry if I hurt your feelings.  I am sure you have compassion for program parents and dont criticize them.  We will both have to be more careful.

Quote
See? You always criticize the survivors for being "overly sensitive" and look at the example of "balanced" you present. Pathetic. Ursus could have called you a most pungent cunt and rightly so but he took the high road while you took the lowest of dirt trails.

No, you must be new here.  Ursus knows I am a guy and would call me a Dickwad or something like that.


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I know a good boot camp for adults. We'll sign custody of you over to the program. They'll break you down, humiliate you, over medicate you. Some counselor without a GED will beat you shitless because you remind him of the assholes who caused him to drop out in ninth grade. Tough love is what you need Who. You want workin' on, boy.

If someone is getting beat shitless I don’t think it matters to them if the person has a GED or if it is a doctor who is frustrated because he is stuck working in a TBS when he wanted to be department head at Mass general.  Its going to hurt like hell either way, still don’t understand what everyone here has against GED’s.



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Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on October 07, 2008, 11:07:35 AM
Quote from: "TheWho"

I am indeed a most pungent cunt.
...

That is a more apt description of you than "dickwad".

Ursus wouldn't and didn't call you anything.  He knows what you are.  

LOL.  "A most pungent cunt".  That is a name that will follow you my friend.   :sue:
Title: Cream
Post by: TheWho on October 07, 2008, 07:39:28 PM
Badge
eric clapton and george harrison

Thinkin bout the times you drove in my car.
Thinkin that I might have drove you too far.
And Im thinkin bout the love that you laid on my table.

I told you not to wander round in the dark.
I told you bout the swans, that they live in the park.
Then I told you bout our kid, now hes married to mabel.

Yes, I told you that the light goes up and down.
Dont you notice how the wheel goes round?
And you better pick yourself up from the ground
Before they bring the curtain down,
Yes, before they bring the curtain down.

Talkin bout a girl that looks quite like you.
She didnt have the time to wait in the queue.
She cried away her life since she fell off the cradle.
Title: $titches
Post by: Froderik on October 10, 2008, 11:52:31 AM
Stiches in my head
Scars that never heal
Feelings that I dread
So comforting and real

I want you dead
I want you dead
I want you dead

I wanna kill Dr. Newton
I wanna kill Cash-shun
I wanna kill ol' Virgil
Just for fun!

Newton's Burning and Son of Sam
Manson Family that's what I am

I wanna kill somebody
I wanna kill someone
I wanna kill somebody
Just for fun

Adolf Hitler and Son of Sam
Manson Family that's what I am

I wanna kill somebody
I wanna kill someone
I wanna kill somebody
Just for fun. Ha-ha yeah.
Title: Sonic Youth - Tom Violence
Post by: Froderik on October 24, 2008, 12:31:13 PM
My violence is a dream
A 'real dream'
A skinny arm
A crush on living sin
My violence
Is a sleeping head
Nodding out to rising bliss
I left home for experience
Carved 'suk for honesty' on my chest
My violence is the number
Coming out of prayer
Find it in the father
Find it in a girl

There's a thing in my memory
Holding on for dear life
With a feeling of secrets
Beating up under my flesh
My tongue is tied
I'm sleeping nights awake
Tom violence is a dream
Coming out of a girl
Title: Son of Nun - Imagination
Post by: Froderik on October 25, 2008, 12:49:06 AM
Breath, breathe, chest heave, rise, fall, eyes close, heart slows, the mind blows open doors, the tour's begun. Welcome to your imagination. The rhyme bends and shapes light like gems found on the road of life reflecting light that's found within you and me. Our energy's just flowing while the boundaries of our minds keep growing. Please refrain from thoughts of limitation. No seat belts are needed on this form of transportation. How far you go depends upon if you let go and let your soul direct the flow, it's all up to you baby and just maybe if you let your light shine you'll find the gravy. Soular nourishment that makes your mind stay flourishing despite the pain the tragic rain keeps nurturing. Word is bond when son is on life's prolonged cause I'm draining power from the shower provided by dawn. Light strikes mics and ignites insights into soular populations who've been deprived of their rights. The imagination and the heart and the mind must combine to represent the soul at any given time, if you refine your current state of mind you'll find that you have always had the power to design and transcend space and time. Get ready if you're feeling that your load is heavy. Come on jump in the chevy cause we're rolling to the levy. We're gonna make a drop off and loose the pain that's so ingrained in hopes that we'll gain another perspective on how to live.

I board the train traversing terrain metaphysical, deeper than digital, landscapes are created with lyrical spirituals written on spherical windows of the mind. Written with understanding and written with time. Bodies in motion coasting on hope and inaction reach destinations based solely upon their soul's interaction with traction provided by others who struggle to discover what it is that could make life a more bearable word to utter.

Understand beyond the program you and I are more than human

Our lifespans withstand the demands of time's sands so don't ever believe'em when they say you're less than. For I am, not a thing more than the breath of life born in the form of this man. I spoke with the four elements and breathed the sediments so that I could exhale rhymes as evidence. Cause this life and this time is manifest in the depth of each breath in this rhyme. So let the power that it shines combine with the rhythm we're given to strike the prism of the mind so that it resonate with a spectrum that pulsates direction with each thought's inception. No question this rhyme section has been designed to alter you're minds reflection. I'm a master in the art of suggestion and I'm painting with brush strokes that stoke insurrection. Revolution begins in the mind, loose sight of that and you'll get trapped in time. Them belly full but we hungry, hunger and poverty are manufactured by each country. What is the purpose of poverty in this global economy but to provide cheap labor for the monopolies. Third world versus the first, no competition, since the days of colonization they've been locked in submission. Capital class system cannibalism, facilitated by greed as well as racism. Latin America, Africa, Middle East, and Southern Asia know the story of the beast clan. Life made unlivable by invisible hands who subjugate them to market demands.

I board the train traversing terrain metaphysical, deeper than digital, landscapes are created with lyrical spirituals written on spherical windows of the mind. Written with understanding and written with time. Bodies in motion coasting on hope and inaction reach destinations based solely upon their soul's interaction with traction provided by others who struggle to discover what it is that could make life a more bearable word to utter.
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on October 25, 2008, 02:13:26 AM
Makes me all creepy this breathy breathy touchy feely hippy shit.Stop ,Please?
Title: blood & fire
Post by: Froderik on October 25, 2008, 08:53:24 AM
Ok, sorry...I'll lay off posting those sort of lyrics for a while..

Feel free to continue in that other vein I had going with songs about murder fantasies, etc.  ::evil::
Title: Wilco - Theologians
Post by: Froderik on November 08, 2008, 03:40:04 PM
Theologians
They don't know nothing
About my soul
About my soul

I'm an ocean
An abyss in motion
Slow motion
Slow motion

Inlitterati lumen fidei
God is with us everyday
That illiterate light
Is with us every night

Theologians
That don't know nothing
About my soul
Oh they don't know

They thin my heart with little things
And my life with change
Oh in so many ways
I find more missing every day

Theologians

I'm going away
Where you will look for me
Where I'm going you cannot come

No one's ever gonna take my life from me
I lay it down
A ghost is born
A ghost is born
A ghost is born

I'm an ocean
I'm all emotion
I'm a cherry ghost
Cherry ghost

Hey I'm a cherry ghost
A cherry ghost
Title: B. Dylan - Outlaw Blues
Post by: Froderik on November 18, 2008, 12:31:58 PM
Ain't it hard to stumble
And land in some funny lagoon?
Ain't it hard to stumble
And land in some muddy lagoon?
Especially when it's nine below zero
And three o'clock in the afternoon.

Ain't gonna hang no picture,
Ain't gonna hang no picture frame.
Ain't gonna hang no picture,
Ain't gonna hang no picture frame.
Well, I might look like Robert Ford
But I feel just like a Jesse James.

Well, I wish I was on some
Australian mountain range.
Oh, I wish I was on some
Australian mountain range.
I got no reason to be there, but I
Imagine it would be some kind of change.

I got my dark sunglasses,
I got for good luck my black tooth.
I got my dark sunglasses,
I'm carryin' for good luck my black tooth.
Don't ask me nothin' about nothin',
I just might tell you the truth.

I got a woman in Jackson,
I ain't gonna say her name.
I got a woman in Jackson,
I ain't gonna say her name.
She's a brown-skin woman,
But I Love her just the same.
Title: Black Sabbath - Megalomania
Post by: Froderik on November 23, 2008, 07:56:05 PM
Quote from: "Megalomania"
I hide myself inside the shadows of shame
The silent symphonies were playing their game
My body echoed to the dreams of my soul
It started something that I could not control

Where can I run to now, the joke is on me
No sympathizing God, its insanity yeah

Why don't you just get out of my life, yeah
Why don't you just get out of my life, now
Why doesn't everybody leave me alone, now
Why doesn't everybody leave me alone, yeah

Obsessed with fantasy, possessed with my schemes
I mixed reality with pseudo god dreams
The ghost of violence was something I'd seen
I sold my soul to be the human obscene

How could this poison be the dream of my soul
How did my fantasies take complete control, yeah

Why don't you just get out of my life, yeah?
Why don't you just get out of my life now?
Why doesn't everybody leave me alone now?
Why doesn't everybody leave me alone, yeah?

Well I feel something's taking me I don't know where
It's like a trip inside a separate mind
The ghost of tomorrow from my favorite dream
Is telling me to leave it all behind
Feel it slipping away, slipping in tomorrow
Got to get to happiness
Want no more of sorrow

Realized when to hide
How I tried to get away from you now
Now am I right if I fight
That I might just get away from you now
Sting me!

Well I feel something's giving me the chance to return
It's giving me the chance of saving my soul
Pictures of demigod are fading away
I'm going backwards but I'm in control
Feel it slipping away, slipping in tomorrow
Getting back to sanity, providence of sorrow

Was it wise to disguise
How I tried to get away from you now
Is there a way that I could pay
Or is it true I have to stay with you now

How I lied, went to hide
How I tried to get away from you now
Am I right in my fight?
That I might just get away from you now
Suck me!

I'm really digging schizophrenia, the best of the earth
I've chased my soul in the fires of hell
Peace of mind eluded me but now it's all mine
I simply try but he wants me to fail
Feel it slipping away, slipping in tomorrow
Now I've found my happiness, providence of sorrow

No more lies, I got wise
I despise the way I worshiped you yeah
Now I'm free let me see
That now instead, I won't be led by you now
Free!
:karma:  :poison:  :tup:
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on November 29, 2008, 11:22:10 PM
This is a song I cover and dedicate to everyone who refuses to become the expected product of their past.  Bonnie Raitt probably had a different meaning behind the lyrics.

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That was then and this is now
Found my way back in here somehow
I knew you'd have to let me go
I told you once I told you so

Take me down
You can hold me but you
Can't hold what's within
Pull me round
Push me to the limit
Maybe I may bend
But I know where I'm not going
I will not be broken
I will not be broken
I will not be...

Someone other than who I am
I will fight to make my stand
Cause what is livin' if I can't live free
What is freedom if I can't be me

Take me down
You can hold me but you
Can't hold what's within
Pull me round
Push me to the limit
Maybe I may bend
But I know where I'm not going
I will not be broken
I will not be broken

I won't let you near it
I will let my spirit fly
Fly
High
Oh take me down

Take me down
You can hold me but you
Can't hold what's within
Pull me round
Push me to the limit
Maybe I may bend
But we both know I'm not going

I will not be broken
I will not be broken
I will not be broken
I will not be... no...

---

Stay happy!

HH
Title: Foo Fighters
Post by: Froderik on January 01, 2009, 10:37:01 AM
Lately
I've been
Living in my head
The rest of me is dead
I'm dying for truth
Make me
Believe
No more left and right
Come on take my side
I'm fighting for you
I'm fighting for you

Pleased to meet you, take my hand
There is no way back from here
Pleased to meet you, say your prayers
But I don't care
No way back from here

Wake me
I'm ready
Something don't seem right
I was dreaming I was talking to you
Memory
Mend me
You know I've seen my share
Of things I can't repair
I'll break it to you
Title: Do with Your Mouth
Post by: Anonymous on January 16, 2009, 10:27:49 AM
Hot rubber lips blowing across the Bozo fields
Perception comes and gets twisted up between what you think and feel
And you've got too much to do with your mouth
You've got too much to do with your mouth
You've got too much to do with your mouth
You've got too much to do with your mouth

Having lunch with the Dave Clark Five
Sipping tea with Chairman Mao
You're having lunch with the Dave Clark Five
And sipping tea with Chairman Mao
And you've got too much to do with your mouth
You've got too much to do with your mouth
You've got too much to do with your mouth
You've got too much to do with your mouth

Even though I walk through the valley of hair
I will not repeat
I will not repeat the platitudes that I hear spoken there
And you've got too much to do with your mouth
You've got too much to do with your mouth
You've got too much to do with your mouth
You've got too much to do with your mouth

Hot rubber lips blowing across the Bozo fields
Perception comes and gets twisted up between what you think and feel
And you've got too much to do with your mouth
You've got too much to do with your mouth
You've got too much to do with your mouth
You've got too much to do with your mouth
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on January 16, 2009, 10:34:52 AM
Tool - Opiate

Choices always were a problem for you
What you need is someone strong to guide you

Deaf and blind and dumb and born to follow
What you need is someone strong to guide you...
Like me
Like me
Like me
Like me

If you want to get your soul to heaven
Trust in me, now don't you judge or question
You are broken now, but faith can heal you
Just do everything i tell you to do

Deaf and blind and dumb and born to follow
What you need is someone strong to guide you
Deaf and blind and dumb and born to follow
Let me lay my holy hand a, hand upon you


My god's will
Becomes me
When he speaks
He speaks through me
He has needs
Like i do
We both want
To rape you

Jesus christ, why don't you come save my life, now
Open my eyes, blind me with your light, now
Jesus christ, why don't you come save my life, now
Open my eyes, blind me with your lies, now

If you want to get your soul to heaven
Trust in me, now don't you judge or question
You are broken now, but faith can heal you
Just do everything i tell you to do
Jesus christ, why don't you come save my life, now
Open my eyes, blind me with your light, now
Jesus christ, why don't you come save my life, now
Open my eyes, blind me with your lies, now

Deaf and blind and dumb and born to follow
Let me lay my holy hand a, hand upon you

My god's will
Becomes me
When he speaks
He speaks through me
He has needs
Like i do
We both want
To rape you!
Title: Roky Erickson- Bloody Hammer
Post by: Froderik on January 25, 2009, 10:58:22 AM
Demon is up in the attic to the left
My eye turns to the left to say, "no"
You said, "First, I am the special one."
I never hammered my mind out
I never have the bloody hammer [x3]
I never have the bloody [x2]
I never have the bloody hammer

I am the doctor
I am the psychiatrist
To make sure they don't think that they'd hammer their minds out
or that they'd have a
or that they'd have a bloody hammer [x3]
or that they'd have a bloody [x2]
or that they'd have a bloody hammer

Second, I am the special one
My eyes, green and blue
and safely unbegotten
to the left to say, "no"
While the others with their hair turned white,
they just roll their eyes back to the top of their head
and hammer the attic floor with a bloody hammer
I never have the bloody hammer
I never have the bloody [x2]
I never have the bloody hammer

It's not a sledgehammer
It's not a chisel
It's not a train
but a thought of unlimited horror for Dr. O'Chane
Dr. O'Chane

Baby ghost says beat it with your chains
Baby ghost says don't drag your chain away, Dr. O'Chane

Doctor O'Chane, Doctor O'Chane
the baby ghost says "beat it with your chain"
the baby ghost says "drag your chain away, Doctor O'Chane."

The ghost says, beat it with your chains
The ghost saysa drag your chain away, Dr. O'Trey

All bats are is Dracula vampires
Vampires in rain
Vampires in lightning for Dr. O'Chane
Dr. O'Chane

The baby ghost in the 1900s says beat it with your chain
The baby ghost says
don't drag your spoon, drag your chain away, Dr. O'Chane

Demon is up in the attic to the left
My eye turns to the left to say, "no"
You said, "First, I am the special one."
I never hammer my mind out
I never have the bloody hammer [x3]
I never have the bloody [x2]
I never have the bloody hammer
Title: Hüsker Dü - What's Going On
Post by: Froderik on January 30, 2009, 07:12:17 AM
I was talking
When I should have been listening
I didn't hear a word that anyone said
It might not have been so very important
'Cause I was concerned about instead

What's going on
What's going on
What's going on inside my head

(repeat)
Title: THE KINKS--"BIG SKY"
Post by: Anonymous on February 05, 2009, 03:11:29 PM
Big sky looked down on all the people looking up at the big sky.
Everybody pushing one another around
Big sky feels sad when he sees the children scream and cry
But the big skys too big to let it get him down.

Big sky too big to cry
Big sky too high to see
People like you and me

One day well be free, we wont care, just you see
til that day can be, dont let it get you down
When I feel that the world is too much for me
I think of the big sky, and nothing matters much to me.

Big sky looked down on all the people who think they got problems
They get depressed and they hold their head in their hands and cry.
People lift up their hands and they look up to the big sky
But big sky is too big to sympathize

Big skys too occupied
Though he would like to try
And he feels bad inside
Big skys too big to cry

One day well be free, we wont care, just you wait and see
til that day can be, dont let it get you down.
When I feel that the world is too much for me
I think of the big sky, and nothing matters much to me.
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on March 03, 2009, 10:47:21 AM
Ministry - So What

"You have had all that money can give you, but that wasn't
enough. You became a thrill-seeker. Kill for the thrill.
(assassin) This thrill-seeking became the one great thing in
your life, planning one thrill on another until the murder. Kill
for the love of killing. (guilty) Kill for the thrill. The
thrill-seeker comes from all walks of life. He comes from the
home, a home where the parents are to busy to treat their children
with respect."

Die! Die! Die! Die!
Scum-suckers! Debility divulged!
Anal fuck-fest, thrill Olympics
Savage scourge supply and sanctify
So what? So what?
So what? So what?
Die! Die! Die! Die!

Die! Die! Die! Die!
You said it!
Sedatives supplied become laxatives
My eyes shit out lies
I only kill to know I'm alive
So what? So what?
So what? So what?
Die! Die! Die! Die!

"Kill for the thrill. (assassin) Some people think newspapers
exaggerate juvenile crime. All that is defined mostly to the
large cities, juvenile delinquency is underlined. Thus parents
think something is going wrong with the environment. Adults
create the world, children live it. Juvenile delinquency is
always rooted in adult delinquency. And in this process, parents
play the key role when children grow up among adults who refuse
to recognize anything that is fine and good, or worthy of
respect."

Die! Die! Die! Die!
So what, it's your own problem to learn to live with
Destroy us, or make us slaves
We don't care, it's not our fault that we were born too late
A screaming headache on the promised age
Killing time is appropriate
To make a mess and fuck all the rest, we say, we say
So what? So what?
So what? So what?
Die!

Die!
Now that I know what it's like,
I'll kill them all if I like
Only time will decide
No one listened to reason,
it's too late and I'm ready to fight
So what? Now I'm ready to fight!
I'm ready to fight! [x4]
Fight! [x4]
So What? [x6]
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on March 03, 2009, 12:06:16 PM
Dead Kennedys - Soup is Good Food

We're sorry
But you're no longer needed
Or wanted
Or even cared about here
Machines can do a better job than you
This is what you get for asking questions

The unions agree
'Sacrifices must be made'
Computers never go on strike
To save the working man you've got to put him out to pasture

Looks like we'll have to let you go
Doesn't it feel fulfilling to know
That you-the human being-are now obsolete
And there's nothing in hell we'll let you do about it

[Chorus]
Soup is good food-(We don't need you any more)
You made a good meal-(We don't need you any more)
Now how do you feel-(We don't need you any more)
To be shit out our ass
And thrown in the cold like a piece of trash

We're sorry
You'll just have to leave
Unemployment runs out after just six weeks
How does it feel to be a budget cut?
You're snipped
You no longer exist

Your number's been purged from our central computer
So we can rig the facts
And sweep you under the rug
See our chart? Unemployment's going down
If that ruins your life that's your problem

Soup is Good Food, Etc.
We're sorry
We hate to interrupt
But it's against the law to jump off this bridge
You'll just have to kill yourself somewhere else
A tourist might see you
And we wouldn't want that

I'm just doing my job, you know
So say uncle
And we'll take you to the mental health zoo
Force feed you mind-melting chemicals
Til even the outside world looks great

In hi-tech science research labs
It costs too much to bury all the dead
The mutilated disease-injected
Surplus rats who can't be used anymore

So they're dumped (with no minister present)
In a spiraling corkscrew dispose-all unit
Ground into sludge and flushed away
Aw geez:.

Soup is good food
You made a good meal, etc:.
We know how much you'd like to die
We joke about it on our coffee breaks
But we're paid to force you to have a nice day
In the wonderful world we made just for you
"Poor Rats", we human rodents chuckle
At least we get a dignified cremation
At yet
At 6:00 tomorrow morning
It's time to get up and go to work
Title: Blue Oyster Cult
Post by: Froderik on March 03, 2009, 08:56:50 PM
Harvester of eyes, that's me
And I see all there is to see
When I look inside your head
Right up front to the back of your skull

Well that's my sign that you are dead
And my list for you checks off as null
I'm the harvester of eyes

I'm the eyeman of TV
With my ocular TB
I need all the peepers I can find
Inside the barn where you find the hay

Well just last week I took a ride
So high on eyes, I almost lost my way
I'm the harvester of eyes

Harvester of eyes, that's me....harvester of eyes
And I see all there is to see...harvester of eyes
When I look inside your head....harvester of eyes
Right up front to the back of your skull....harvester of eyes
Title: Bob Dylan- It's Alright, Ma (I'm Only Bleeding)
Post by: Froderik on April 01, 2009, 03:17:10 PM
Darkness at the break of noon
Shadows even the silver spoon
The handmade blade, the child's balloon
Eclipses both the sun and moon
To understand you know too soon
There is no sense in trying.

Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn
Suicide remarks are torn
From the fool's gold mouthpiece
The hollow horn plays wasted words
Proves to warn
That he not busy being born
Is busy dying.

Temptation's page flies out the door
You follow, find yourself at war
Watch waterfalls of pity roar
You feel to moan but unlike before
You discover
That you'd just be
One more person crying.

So don't fear if you hear
A foreign sound to your ear
It's alright, Ma, I'm only sighing.

As some warn victory, some downfall
Private reasons great or small
Can be seen in the eyes of those that call
To make all that should be killed to crawl
While others say don't hate nothing at all
Except hatred.

Disillusioned words like bullets bark
As human gods aim for their mark
Made everything from toy guns that spark
To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark
It's easy to see without looking too far
That not much
Is really sacred.

While preachers preach of evil fates
Teachers teach that knowledge waits
Can lead to hundred-dollar plates
Goodness hides behind its gates
But even the president of the United States
Sometimes must have
To stand naked.

An' though the rules of the road have been lodged
It's only people's games that you got to dodge
And it's alright, Ma, I can make it.

Advertising signs that con you
Into thinking you're the one
That can do what's never been done
That can win what's never been won
Meantime life outside goes on
All around you.

You lose yourself, you reappear
You suddenly find you got nothing to fear
Alone you stand with nobody near
When a trembling distant voice, unclear
Startles your sleeping ears to hear
That somebody thinks
They really found you.

A question in your nerves is lit
Yet you know there is no answer fit to satisfy
Insure you not to quit
To keep it in your mind and not fergit
That it is not he or she or them or it
That you belong to.

Although the masters make the rules
For the wise men and the fools
I got nothing, Ma, to live up to.

For them that must obey authority
That they do not respect in any degree
Who despise their jobs, their destinies
Speak jealously of them that are free
Cultivate their flowers to be
Nothing more than something
They invest in.

While some on principles baptized
To strict party platform ties
Social clubs in drag disguise
Outsiders they can freely criticize
Tell nothing except who to idolize
And then say God bless him.

While one who sings with his tongue on fire
Gargles in the rat race choir
Bent out of shape from society's pliers
Cares not to come up any higher
But rather get you down in the hole
That he's in.

But I mean no harm nor put fault
On anyone that lives in a vault
But it's alright, Ma, if I can't please him.

Old lady judges watch people in pairs
Limited in sex, they dare
To push fake morals, insult and stare
While money doesn't talk, it swears
Obscenity, who really cares
Propaganda, all is phony.

While them that defend what they cannot see
With a killer's pride, security
It blows the minds most bitterly
For them that think death's honesty
Won't fall upon them naturally
Life sometimes
Must get lonely.

My eyes collide head-on with stuffed graveyards
False gods, I scuff
At pettiness which plays so rough
Walk upside-down inside handcuffs
Kick my legs to crash it off
Say okay, I have had enough
What else can you show me?

And if my thought-dreams could be seen
They'd probably put my head in a guillotine
But it's alright, Ma, it's life, and life only.
Title: Radiohead
Post by: Froderik on April 07, 2009, 11:34:34 PM
I do not
Understand
What it is
I've done wrong

Full of holes
Check for pulse
Blink your eyes
One for yes
Two for no

I have no idea what I am talking about
I am trapped in this body and can't get out

Has the light gone out for you?
Cause the light's gone out for me
You can fight it like a dog
And it brought me to my knees
They got scared and they put me in
They got scared and they put me in
All their eyes wrapped around my face
Although everybody else can see

I'm alive

Make a sound
Move back home
Get an invitation
With the edges
Sawn off

I have no idea what I am talking about
I am trapped in this body and can't get out

Has the light gone out for you?
Cause the light's gone out for me
And you can draw it out of me
It is the twenty-first century
They found me at the top
And they brought me to my knees
They got scared and they put me in
They got scared and they put me in
All their eyes wrapped around my face
All their eyes around my face
I didn't want anybody else to see
I didn't want anybody else to see

I'm alive

I've seen it coming
Title: Resurrection Song
Post by: Anonymous on June 15, 2009, 11:28:27 AM
"When I can't go home because they hate me"


Resurrection Song

Mark Lanegan

Day end of day
Each hanging spiral
Where is the shore
From this clear blue silence
Up to the heavens that you daydream
Remembering the sun and the deep green ivy
I know that sleep walking too
In trying to be free
Of all this damage in my eyes
Making confusion in my mind
When I hear a resurrection song
Night lays me down when I'm fading
When I can't go home because they hate me
To sing that resurrection song
Day end of day
Each hanging spiral
What do you make
Of this clear blue silence
Now that the engine driver
Has grown to be a deep sea diver
And the street has got no end
Better keep your heart strong little friend
Thought I heard a resurrection song
Thought I heard a resurrection song
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: starry-eyed pirate on June 24, 2009, 06:20:28 PM
So...yeah,

umm...

"...You're eyes have died...

You see more than I...

Daniel you're the star in the faith of the sky..."

Is that right...??

"...Lord I miss him so much..."

This is the most profound song about $traight Inc. I've ever heard

Song about a cat who's seen some traumatic shit and then lost his common touch and been enshrined by some socially unacceptable knowledge.

Really diggin Elton John lately.  Just picked up Tumbleweed Connection and his greatest hits(what is it ? 70-2002).  The Tumbleweed Connection has the original Mad man Across the Water, which is cool, even though it's not as good as "the original" to me...still...cool to have.  He had a great song writer, what's his name, bernie taupin...

...or just a song about "life"...

rock on.
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: fornitsfriend on June 24, 2009, 11:21:01 PM
I wake up every evening
With a big smile on my face
And it never feels out of place.
And you're still probably working
At a 9 to 5 pace
I wonder how bad that tastes

When you see my face
I hope it gives you hell, I hope it gives you hell
When you walk my way
I hope it gives you hell, I hope it gives you hell

Now where's your picket fence love
And where's that shiny car
Did it ever get you far?
You ever seem so dead slow
Never seen you fall so hard
Do you know where you are?

Truth be told I miss you
Truth be told I'm lying

When you see my face
I hope it gives you hell, I hope it gives you hell
When you walk my way
I hope it gives you hell, I hope it gives you hell
If you find a man thats worth the damn and treats you well
Then he's a fool you're just as well hope it gives you hell
Hope it gives you hell
Tomorrow you'll be thinking to yourself
Where did it all go wrong?
But the list goes on and on
Truth be told I miss you
Truth be told I'm lying

When you see my face
I hope it gives you hell, I hope it gives you hell
When you walk my way
I hope it gives you hell, I hope it gives you hell
If you find a man that's worth the damn and treats you well
Then he's a fool you're just as well hope it gives you hell

Now you'll never see
What you've done to me
You can take back your memories
They're no good to me
And here's all your lies
If you look me in the eyes
With the sad, sad look
That you wear so well

When you see my face
I hope it gives you hell, I hope it gives you hell
When you walk my way
I hope it gives you hell, I hope it gives you hell
If you find a man that's worth the damn and treats you well
Then he's a fool you're just as well hope it gives you hell

When you see my face
I hope it gives you hell, I hope it gives you hell (hope it gives you hell)
When you walk my way
I hope it gives you hell, I hope it gives you hell (hope it gives you hell)
When you hear this song and you sing along well you'll never tell
And you're the fool I've just as well I hope it gives you hell
When you hear this song I hope that it will give you hell
You can sing along I hope that it puts you through hell
Title: Wilco- Sunken Treasure
Post by: Froderik on June 25, 2009, 07:00:21 PM
There's rows and rows of houses
With windows painted blue
With the light from a TV
Running parallel to you

But there is no sunken treasure
Rumored to be
Wrapped inside my ribs
In a sea black with ink

I am so
Out of tune
With you

I am so out of tune
With you

If I had a mountain
I'd try to fold it over
If I had a boat (probably roll over)
You know I'd probably roll over (leave it on the shore)

And I leave it on the shore (leave it for somebody)
I'd leave it for somebody
Surely there's somebody
Who needs it more than me

I am so
Out of tune
With you

I am so out of tune
With you

For all the leaves will burn
In autumn fires and then return
For all the fires we burn
All will return

Music is my savior
I was maimed by rock and roll
I was maimed by rock and roll
I was tamed by rock and roll
I got my name from rock and roll
Title: Volcano Suns- Jak
Post by: Froderik on August 15, 2009, 06:17:42 PM
If you're led around by your nose
You'll never get to see how the garden grows.
And if you go pushing someone in a hole
You can't stop and smell the roses.
Eighteen things at once
You spread yourself so thin.
You could not find a basket
To put all your eggs in.
Waiting on your foreign shore
The emperor got some brand new clothes.
But when you walk and chew gum
You gotta lose a little of something. Achtung!
Jack of all trades and a master of none
How can a person get anything done?
If you can fool yourself you can fool anyone.
JakJakJakJakJakJakJakJak
Jack of all trades...
Title: T r a f f i c
Post by: Froderik on August 19, 2009, 10:59:42 PM
Dear Mister Fantasy, play us a tune
Something to make us all happy
Do anything take us out of this gloom
Sing a song, play guitar
Make it snappy
You are the one who can make us all laugh
But doing that you break out in tears
Please don't be sad if it was a straight mind you had
We wouldn't have known you all these years.....
Title: Lou Reed- "Busload of Faith"
Post by: Froderik on August 20, 2009, 08:41:05 PM
You can't depend on your family
you can't depend on your friends
You can't depend on a beginning
you can't depend on an end
You can't depend on intelligence
Ooohhh, you can't depend on god
You can only depend on one thing
You need a busload of faith to get by, watch, baby
Busload of faith to get by
Busload of faith to get by
Busload of faith to get by
You need a busload of faith to get by

You can depend on the worst always happening
You can depend on a murderer's drive
You can bet that if he rapes somebody
There'll be no trouble having a child
You can bet that if she aborts it
Pro-lifers will attack her with rage
You can depend on the worst always happening
You need a busload of faith to get by, yeah
Busload of faith to get by
Busload of faith to get by
Busload of faith to get by, baby
Busload of faith to get by

You can't depend on the goodly hearted
The goodly hearted made lamp-shades and soap
You can't depend on the sacrament
No father, no holy ghost
You can't depend on any churches
Unless there's real estate you want to buy
You can't depend on a lot of things
You need a busload of faith to get by, woh
Busload of faith to get by
Busload of faith to get by
Busload of faith to get by
Busload of faith to get by

You can't depend on no miracle
You can't depend on the air
You can't depend on a wise man
You can't find 'em because they're not there
You can depend on cruelty
Crudity of thought and sound
You can depend on the worst always happening
You need a busload of faith to get by, ha
Busload of faith to get by
Busload of faith to get by
Busload of faith to get by
Busload of faith to get by
Title: Re: Lou Reed- "Busload of Faith"
Post by: Anonymous on August 21, 2009, 11:49:53 AM
I remeber when that record came out, me and a junkie buddy, a pre-Str8 "druggie friend, if you will, used to sing along to it, changing the lyrics to "need a busload of H to get high".  Good times.......
Title: Meat Puppets- Crazy
Post by: Froderik on August 23, 2009, 11:23:23 AM
Whoa, crazy, got myself a job
Whoa, crazy, one more bank to rob
I was lazy, had no fun in a while
Now, crazy, I got reason to smile

When icy rain is falling
Then I can hear you call

Whoa, this popstand, got no ocean view
Still I'm happy, something feels so new
Drop the problem, unless it is something you need
Whoa, crazy, plant a different seed

I love the things you're wearing
But won´t you let them fall

Take a minute, take an hour or two
Whoa, crazy, I got nothing to do
Crazy moonbeams cover up the sky
Whoa, crazy, you're the light in my eye

And after one has fallen
I got to have it all
Title: Ambulance Blues
Post by: Anonymous on August 27, 2009, 10:08:27 AM
Back in the old folky days
The air was magic when we played.
The riverboat was rockin' in the rain
Midnight was the time for the raid.

Oh, Isabela, proud Isabela,
They tore you down and plowed you under.
You're only real with your make-up on
How could I see you and stay too long?

All along the Navajo Trail,
Burn-outs stub their toes on garbage pails.
Waitresses are cryin' in the rain
Will their boyfriends pass this way again?

Oh, Mother Goose, she's on the skids
The shoe ain't happy, neither are the kids.
She needs someone that she can scream at
And I'm such a heel for makin' her feel so bad.

I guess I'll call it sickness gone
It's hard to say the meaning of this song.
An ambulance can only go so fast
It's easy to get buried in the past
When you try to make a good thing last.

I saw today in the entertainment section
There's room at the top for private detection.
To Mom and Dad this just doesn't matter,
But it's either that or pay off the kidnapper.

So all you critics sit alone
You're no better than me for what you've shown.
With your stomach pump and your hook and ladder dreams
We could get together for some scenes.

I never knew a man could tell so many lies
He had a different story for every set of eyes.
How can he remember who he's talkin' to?
'Cause I know it ain't me, and I hope it isn't you.

Well, I'm up in T.O. keepin' jive alive,
And out on the corner it's half past five.
But the subways are empty, and so are the cafes.
Except for the Farmer's Market, & I still can hear him say:

You're all just pissin' in the wind
You don't know it but you are.
And there ain't nothin' like a friend
Who can tell you you're just pissin' in the wind.

I never knew a man could tell so many lies
He had a different story for every set of eyes
How can he remember who he's talking to?
Cause I know it ain't me, and hope it isn't you.
Title: elephant talk - King Crimson
Post by: try another castle on September 10, 2009, 09:22:05 AM
Talk talk talk
it's only talk
Comments
cliches
commentary
controversy
Chatter
chit-chat
chit-chat
chit-chat

Conversation
contradiction
criticism
It's only talk
Cheap talk
Title: Disturbed - Divide
Post by: psy on September 11, 2009, 05:07:07 AM
I want to tear a big hole in what is to be,
To end all this infatuation with unity,
I'm seeking my salvation alone again,
I never needed to be one of you anyway
Don't wanna be another player losing in this game
I'm trying to impress upon you
We're not the same
My own individuality is so unique,
I'm one impressive motherf**ker
Now, wouldn't you say

(Break apart and)

Divide Divide Divide Divide
You might say that I'm the last man standing now,
Though you'll try, you'll never find a way to break me
You might say that I'm sick of being lost in the crowd,
I hear the sirens but they're never gonna take me

I am a little more provocative then you might be,
It's your shock and then your horror on which I feed
So can you tell me what exactly does freedom mean,
If I'm not free to be as twisted as I wanna be
Don't wanna be another player losing in this game
I'm trying to impress upon you
We're not the same
My psychotic mentality is so unique
I'm one aggressive motherf**ker
Now, wouldn't you say

(Break apart and)

Divide Divide Divide Divide
You might say that I'm the last man standing now,
Though you'll try, you'll never find a way to break me
You might say that I'm sick of being lost in the crowd,
I hear the sirens but they're never gonna take me

(They won't take me)
Title: DEVO- I'm A Potato
Post by: Froderik on September 12, 2009, 11:37:16 AM
Supermarket flashbacks
Show arms and legs in plastic sacks
Fat men twelve bananas high
Die while all the women cry
Love-love gets sucked away
On big fat lips while people pray
Boy plus girl make mess out of sex
No babies come
What happens next
De-evolution self-execution no-solution
I'm a potato and I'm so hip

Teenage hoodlums stand in line
Donate blood to pay for crime
Butchers steal doctor's tools
Sew pretty heads on dogs and mules
Hi-fi systems men in pairs
Tape bodies falling down the stairs
Father-son teams split the cost
of nighttime girls but all is lost
To de-evolution self-execution
No-solution
I'm a spudman, I got eyes all around

Martian feet turn dirt and stone
For buried treasure human bone
Madison men tattoo ads on
Ten year olds with sucker pads
Rockets rust attack decay things
Fall apart while spacemen play
Now daddy zero drops his brown
Godowngodowngodown
To de-evolution self-execution
No-solution
I'm a spudgun, I'd like to shoot'em all!!
Title: Roy Harper--"Hors d'Oeurves"
Post by: Anonymous on September 23, 2009, 10:58:17 AM
The judge sits on his great assize
Twelve men wise with swollen thighs
Who never ever told no lies
Whose minds were ever such a size
Whose lives were ever such a prize
Whose brains bred answers just like flies
Whose answers stalked their thoughts like spies
Whose lead ball through the courtroom flies
To rip a hole clean between two eyes
That never ever wore disguise
And never ever saw blue skies
Who quickly lived now slowly dies
Who closed unopened otherwise
Well you can lead a horse to water
But you're never gonna make him drink
And you can lead a man to slaughter
But you're never gonna make him think
The critic rubs his tired arse
Scrapes his poor brain, strains and farts
And wields a pen that stops and starts
And thinks in terms of booze and tarts
And sits there playing with his parts
He says I'm much too crude and far too course
And he says this singer's just a farce
He's got no healing formulas
He's got no cure-all for our scars
He's got no bra-strap for our bras
And our sagging tits no longer hold a full house of hearts
And you know what, I don't think this little song's gonna make the charts
Well you can lead a horse to water
But you're never gonna make him drink
And you can lead a man to slaughter
But you're never gonna make him think
Title: Roy Harper--"The Same Old Rock"
Post by: Anonymous on September 23, 2009, 11:00:55 AM
All along the ancient wastes the thin reflections spin
That gather all the times and tides at once we love within
That build the edges round the shrouds that cloud the setting sun
And carry us to other days and other days to one
And full the single stillness of the mirror that is made
By each and every one of all the colours in a shade
Inside each eye is sitting like the sword inside the blade
And longs for once upon a chance to open love's cascade
For here we stand – hand to hand
Fighting for the Promised Land

And you try to tell me with consternation
That you have found me a brand new lock
Then you try to warn me that there's only one combination
One new sling – the same old rock

There is a famous straggler stood on the edge of time
Who held the staff but did not feel the pain
He multiplied the mystery with utterance sublime
And crossed his heart for those who died insane

His friend a restless mouthpiece 7000 years of age
Trends to flash a face to shape his ways
Everlasting light is burning bright inside his cage
He's only got to breathe to fan the blaze

Such a groove to have him here on-board Her Ladyship
The man who makes his living out of bed
Such a gas to see him flying through his ceaseless slip
One day, someday soon, he'll lose his head
And withering in the galleries with eyes fixed on the door
Are who and you and me and thanks a lot
And those who see but cannot stand to walk on any floor
For fear that good is something bad is not

But loud and clear is the call
In black and white across your wall
Damn it all, man, can't you see

And you try to tell me with consternation
That you have found me a brand new lock
Then you try to warn me that there's only one combination
One new sling – the same old rock
Title: Re: elephant talk - King Crimson
Post by: seamus on September 23, 2009, 11:28:00 AM
Quote from: "try another castle"
Talk talk talk
it's only talk
Comments
cliches
commentary
controversy
Chatter
chit-chat
chit-chat
chit-chat

Conversation
contradiction
criticism
It's only talk
Cheap talk


WTF ? NO thela hun jinjeet,no frame by frame, no heartbeat.........jeez :wall:
Title: BOC--"Astronomy"
Post by: Anonymous on October 10, 2009, 05:28:58 PM
Clock strikes twelve and moondrops burst
Out at you from their hiding place
Like acid and oil on a madmans face
His reason tends to fly away
Like lesser birds on the four winds
Like silver scrapes in may
And now the sands become a crust
Most of you have gone away

Come Susie dear, lets take a walk
Just out there upon the beach
I know youll soon be married
And youll want to know where winds come from
Well its never said at all
On the map that Carrie reads
Behind the clock back there you know
At the four winds bar

Hey! hey! hey! hey!

Four winds at the four winds bar
Two doors locked and windows barred
One door to let to take you in
The other one just mirrors it

Hey! hey! hey! hey!

Hellish glare and inference
The other ones a duplicate
The queenly flux, eternal light
Or the light that never warms
Yes the light that never, never warms
Or the light that never
Never warms
Never warms
Never warms

The clock strikes twelve and moondrops burst
Out at you from their hiding place
Miss Carrie nurse and Susie dear
Would find themselves at four winds bar

Its the nexus of the crisis
And the origin of storms
Just the place to hopelessly
Encounter time and then came me

Hey! hey! hey! hey!

Call me Desdinova
Eternal light
These gravely digs of mine
Will surely prove a sight
And dont forget my dog
Fixed and consequent

Astronomy...a star
Title: Richard Thompson: Can't Win
Post by: Froderik on October 13, 2009, 05:30:29 PM
I started to cry, they put gin in my cup
I started to crawl, and they swaddled me up
I got up and run, they said "Easy, son,
Play up, play the game"

They told me to think and forget what I'd heard
They told me to lie and they questioned my word
They told me to fail, better sink than sail,
Just play the game

Oh, towers will tumble and locusts will visit the land
Oh, a curse on your house and your children and the fruit of your hand

They said "You can't win. You can't win.
You sweat blood. You give in.
You can't win. You can't win.
Turn the cheek. Take it on the chin.
Don't you dare do this. Don't you dare do that"
We shoot down dreams, we stiletto in the back
Oh the nerve of some people, the nerve of some people,
The nerve of some
I don't know who you think you are, who you think you are

Oh what kind of mother would hamstring her sons?
Throw sand in their eyes and put ice on their tongues
Ah better to leave than stay here and grieve
And play the game

Don't waken the dead as you sleepwalk around
If you have a dream, brother, hush, not a sound
Just stand there and rust, die if you must
But play the game

Oh, if we can't have it, why should a wretch like you?
Oh, it was drilled in our heads, now we drill it into your head too.

They said "You can't win. You can't win.
You sweat blood. You give in.
You can't win. You can't win.
Turn the cheek. Take it on the chin.
Don't you dare do this. Don't you dare do that"
We shoot down dreams, we stiletto in the back
Oh, the nerve of some people, the nerve of some people,
The nerve of some people
I don't know who you think you are
The nerve of some people, the nerve of some people
The nerve of some people, the nerve of some people
The nerve of some people, the nerve of some people
The nerve of some people, the nerve of some people
Title: Patti Smith "Rock And Roll Nigger"
Post by: Anonymous on October 13, 2009, 05:37:03 PM
Baby was a black sheep. Baby was a whore.
Baby got big and baby get bigger.
Baby get something. Baby get more.
Baby, baby, baby was a rock-and-roll nigger.
Oh, look around you, all around you,
riding on a copper wave.
Do you like the world around you?
Are you ready to behave?

Outside of society, they're waitin' for me.
Outside of society, that's where I want to be.

(Lenny!)

Baby was a black sheep. Baby was a whore.
You know she got big. Well, she's gonna get bigger.
Baby got a hand; got a finger on the trigger.
Baby, baby, baby is a rock-and-roll nigger.

Outside of society, that's where I want to be.
Outside of society, they're waitin' for me.

(those who have suffered, understand suffering,
and thereby extend their hand
the storm that brings harm
also makes fertile
blessed is the grass
and herb and the true thorn and light)

I was lost in a valley of pleasure.
I was lost in the infinite sea.
I was lost, and measure for measure,
love spewed from the heart of me.
I was lost, and the cost,
and the cost didn't matter to me.
I was lost, and the cost
was to be outside society.

Jimi Hendrix was a nigger.
Jesus Christ and Grandma, too.
Jackson Pollock was a nigger.
Nigger, nigger, nigger, nigger,
nigger, nigger, nigger.

Outside of society, they're waitin' for me.
Outside of society, if you're looking,
that's where you'll find me.
Outside of society, they're waitin' for me.
Outside of society.
Title: Missing Persons--"Mental Hopscotch"
Post by: Anonymous on October 13, 2009, 06:17:46 PM
Sometimes you say you will sometimes you say you won't
you always keep me waiting waiting hesitating hey yeah
At times I think you do at times I think you don't
my mind is rollerskating, skipping, jumping rope, and fading

Mental Hopscotch
why must you treat me this way
Mental Hopscotch
ready or not I'm going away

Why can't you be like this why can't you be like that
I don't know where I am, or what or where I'm at
So now you got me up and now you got me down
You won't be walking you'll be talking
watch me now it's crazy

Mental Hopscotch
why must you treat me this way
Mental Hopscotch
ready or not I'm going away
Mental Hopscotch
cover your eyes and count to 10
Mental Hopscotch
don't do em up till I say when

So now you get me up and now you get me down
You won't be walking you'll be doin what you love baby
You don't think twice about what I might say
I follow you around and play an play an play an play

Mental Hopscotch
why must you treat me this way
Mental Hopscotch
ready or not I'm going away
Mental Hopscotch
cover your eyes and count to 10
Mental Hopscotch
don't do em up till I say when

Mental Hopsctch
Do me dump me rill me rock me
Mental Hopscotch
rollarskating skipping fading
Mental Hopscotch
Mental Hopscotch
Mental Hopscotch
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: FemanonFatal2.0 on October 13, 2009, 07:48:31 PM
I know the video defeats the purpose of the lyrics thread but i love this song

and the band, brings back memories.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u1osvnwnW5I (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u1osvnwnW5I)
Title: Masters of Reality--"John Brown"
Post by: Anonymous on October 13, 2009, 10:10:58 PM
see it on youtube (w/ Ginger Baker on drums!):

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4vWfxnjLXvc (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4vWfxnjLXvc)

John Brown
Bring him down
Pull his body
To the ground
Left him up
For long enough
Let me be
The baby gruff
John Brown
Bring him down
Pull his body
To the ground

The goat he ran
The goat he hid
Let the billy
Walk the bridge


Holiday, holiday
I declare a holiday
Holiday, holiday
No matter what the doctors say
Holiday, holiday
We pull John down
At noon today
Tomorrorw day, nothing rings
Nothing rings and nothing brings
Title: Masters of Reality--"Domino"
Post by: Anonymous on October 13, 2009, 10:13:51 PM
Ginger Baker on this one, too......

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VL5IcnD9gqo&NR=1 (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VL5IcnD9gqo&NR=1)


Walking down the street
I can feel the tension
Everybody on me
Like I'm some kinda suspect
It's gotten me to thinkin'
Life's some kinda survival
Hell, that'll be the day
When love is my rival
Get me on a plane
To the Himalayas
I'll find a little ruby
To waste my time with and...

Paint me a picture
And make it the devil
We'll run down the hole if
The roof ain't level

Domino
Domino

Well, I'm shit outta luck today man
Now I'm callin' in my favors
Seems that I can't chew on whipped cream
Without me wakin' up some neighbor who'll...

Paint me a picture
And make it the devil
We'll run down the hole if
The roof ain't level
Domino's fallin'
Black spiders spinnin'
The white gloves flashin'
And I ain't winnin'

Domino
Domino
Title: Masters of Reality--"Kill The King"
Post by: Anonymous on October 14, 2009, 09:18:29 PM
I was askin
For two dollars
Two shots
To kill the king

"if you really love me
And youre thinking of me
Youd do just about anything"


It happened on a sunday
The liqour stores were closed
Thank heaven for the blue laws
We were swimmin in our sunday clothes


I was askin
For two dollars
To cook up somethin cheap
I was shakin like the rabbit
That was hangin from her teeth

"and in many degrees of heat
The fire looked at the meat
And said if I cook you
The least you can do
Is lay there and be sweet "


Call the fire in winter
When it snows it wont be cold
Call the wind in summer
If the salt should reign as gold

Eraticus
Kill the king
Magantas
Kill the king
Title: Pere Ubu--"Final Solution"
Post by: Anonymous on October 17, 2009, 01:51:06 PM
The girls won’t touch me cause I got a misdirection
An living at night isn’t’ helping my complexion
The signs all say it’s a social infection
And a little bit of fun’s never been an insurrection
My mom threw me out till I get some pants that fit
She just won’t approve of my strange kind of wit
I get so excited I always gotta lose it
Then they send me off and make me take the cure
But I don’t need a cure
D-don’t need a cure
D-don’t need a cure
I need a final solution
Buy me a ticket to a sonic reduction
Guitars gonna sound like a nuclear destruction
It’s seems I’m the victim of natural selection
Meet me on the other side--no direction!
Cause I don’t need a cure
D-don’t need a cure
D-don’t need a cure
I need a final solution
Title: Ever-delta
Post by: Inculcated on October 18, 2009, 05:13:34 PM
Early raining
Moving on along beside of me
Ever waiting
Farther down this river it must be

All my thoughts are broken
All the words are worn
Can it just be spoken?
Can it just be warm?

Stretch stretching
Far beyond this delta between we
Dive, diving
Deep beneath the surface suddenly

All my thoughts are broken
All the words are worn
Can it just be spoken?
Can it just be warm?

All my thoughts are broken
All my words are worn
Can it just spoken?
Can it just be warm?


– from Ever
Title: Yeah Yeah Yeahs --"Gold Lion"
Post by: Anonymous on October 19, 2009, 03:03:31 AM
Gold lion's gonna tell me where the light is,
Gold lion's gonna tell me where the light is,
Take our hands out of control,
Take our hands out of control

Now, tell me what you saw,
Tell me what you saw,
There was a crowd of seas,
Inside, outside,
I must have done a dozen each

It was the height I grew, the weight,
The shell was crushing you,
I've been around a few

Tell me what you saw,
I'll tell you what to...
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ahh ohh
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ahh ohh

Gold lion's gonna tell me where the light is,
Gold lion's gonna tell me where the light is,
Take our hands out of control,
Take our hands out of control

outside, inside
This is a moon without a tide,
We'll build a fire in your eyes
We'll build a fire when the colors getting brighter,
Cold desire, makes a moon without a tide

Tell me what you saw,
I'll tell you what to...
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ahh ohh
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ahh ohh

Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ahh ohh
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ahh ohh
Title: Sonic Youth- Ghost Bitch
Post by: Froderik on October 19, 2009, 11:42:20 PM
Slowly pour the liquid down
For miles and miles it flows along
Rose colored neon lighted
Swirl around turn around
Feel the touch of my hand
Swirl around swirl around
Fellow shadows black and blue
All around all around
Locking arms side by side
Crouch down before the fire's light
You're the first day of my life

I had no belief before
Until i had this dream last night
I still remember their savage cries
So serious in their rite
Faces painted in joyous fright
In the dawns early light
Oh say did you see the color of my eternity
And the sweat on my skin
Our founding fathers laid right down
An indian ghost from long ago
They gave birth to my bastard kin
America it is called
A sensation of eternity
Locking arms side by side
Crouch down before fire's light
You're the first day of my life
Title: Richard Thompson
Post by: Froderik on October 25, 2009, 02:07:36 PM
Well I wove the rope and I picked the spot
Well I stuck out my neck and I tightened the knot
O stranger, stranger, I’m near out of time
You stretch out your hand, I stretched out mine

O maybe just the hand of kindness
Maybe just the hand of kindness
Maybe just a hand, stranger will you reach me in time
In time

Well I scuppered the ship and I bent the rail
Well, I cut the brakes and I ripped the sail
And they called me a Jonah, it’s a sin I survived
Well, you stretched out your hand, I stretched out mine

Maybe just the hand of kindness
Well, maybe just the hand of kindness
O maybe just a hand, stranger will you reach me in time
In time

O shoot that old horse and break in the new
O the hung are many and the living are few
I see your intention, here’s my neck on the line
You stretch out your hand I stretched out mine

Well, maybe just the hand of kindness
O maybe just the hand of kindness
Well, maybe just a hand, stranger will you reach me in time
In time

O maybe just the hand of kindness
Well, maybe just the hand of kindness
Well, maybe just a hand, stranger will you reach me in time
In time
Title: Roy Harper--"Hangman"
Post by: Anonymous on October 27, 2009, 06:53:01 AM
Last night I wasn't sleeping
I knew it was my last
I've just been lying thinking
Reliving all my past
My family and friends have left
My children are all lost
And now I'm standing in a death cell
As the sands of time fall fast

My poor heart it is thumping
My head is fit to flood
To feel that rope around my neck
And know it's there for good
I know that I am innocent
And no one's understood
And now I'm standing on the gallows
To be murdered in cold blood

We are creatures of darkness
Killers of time
We are creatures of darkness
Bodies in lime

Hangman oh hangman
How sleepless is your bed
I can't believe my own ears
My heart is full of lead
That you'd apply and get the job
Of pulling off my head
And leave me kicking in the darkness
Splattering the walls with blood

Hangman oh hangman
You're working in the shade
For creatures of the jungle
Whose message is displayed
In graphic tones of blood revenge
All down the civil blade
And you're the creasy little monkey
Who murders to be paid

And in about six minutes time
I'll be thrown into the lime
By the screws who dug my grave
Who never felt the shame
Who threw me in still breathing
As they covered me with slime
And stuck me on a map in the governors office
A number with no name

We are creatures of darkness
Killers of time
Creatures of darkness
Bodies in lime

And as true as I stand here
I would wish to be untied
To rip those lies clean out your throats
That my death might somehow be justified
There's no unconsecrated ground
In my heart or in my mind
I lived and died in a world full of snakes
And I'm buried in a vicious lie

We are creatures of darkness
Killers of time
Creatures of darkness
Bodies in lime
Title: Hats off
Post by: Froderik on October 27, 2009, 03:36:27 PM
Damn, now I really have to hear some Roy Harper!
Those lyrics caustically transcend "Masters of War" by Bob Dylan.
What's your Roy Harper source these days?
Title: Re: Hats off
Post by: Anonymous on October 27, 2009, 05:04:08 PM
Quote from: "Froderik"
Damn, now I really have to hear some Roy Harper!
Those lyrics caustically transcend "Masters of War" by Bob Dylan.
What's your Roy Harper source these days?


www.royharper.com (http://www.royharper.com)
Title: Richard Thompson- End of The Rainbow
Post by: Froderik on October 28, 2009, 07:46:54 PM
I feel for you, you little horror
Safe at your mother’s breast
No lucky break for you around the corner
‘Cos your father is a bully
And he thinks that you’re a pest
And your sister, she’s no better than a whore

Life seems so rosy in the cradle
but I’ll be a friend, I’ll tell you what’s in store
There’s nothing at the end of the rainbow
There’s nothing to grow up for anymore

Tycoons and barrow boys will rob you
And throw you on the side
And all because they love themselves sincerely
And the man who holds a bread-knife
Up to your throat, is four feet wide
And he’s anxious just to show you what it’s for

Your mother works so hard to make you happy
But take a look outside the nursery door
There’s nothing at the end of the rainbow
There’s nothing to grow up for anymore

All the sad and empty faces
That pass you on the street
All running in their sleep, all in a dream
Every loving handshake
Is just another man to beat
How your heart aches just to cut him to the core

Life seems so rosy in the cradle
but I’ll be a friend, I’ll tell you what’s in store
There’s nothing at the end of the rainbow
There’s nothing to grow up for anymore
Title: Jefferson Airplane--"Eskimo Blue Day"
Post by: Anonymous on October 31, 2009, 03:14:13 AM
Jefferson Airplane--"Eskimo Blue Day"

Snow cuts loose from the frozen
Until it joins with the African sea
In moving it changes it's cold and it's name
The reason I come and go is the same
Animal game for me
You call it rain
But the human name
Doesn't mean shit to a tree
If you don't mind heat in your river and
Fork tongue talking from me
Swim like an eel fantastic snake
Take my love when it's free
Electric feel with me
You call it loud
But the human crowd
Doesn't mean shit to a tree
Change the strings and notes slide
Change the bridge and string shift down
Shift the notes and bride sings
Fire eating people
Rising toys of the sun
Energy dies without body warm
Icicles ruin your gun
Water my roots the natural thing
Natural spring to the sea
Sulphur springs make my body float
Like a ship made of logs from a tree
Redwoods talk to me
Say it plainly
The human name
Doesn't mean shit to a tree
Snow called water going violent
Damn the end of the stream
Too much cold in one place breaks
That's why you might know what I mean
Consider how small you are
Compared to your scream
The human dream
Doesn't mean shit to a tree
Title: Jefferson Airplane--"The House At Pooneil Corners"
Post by: Anonymous on October 31, 2009, 03:22:42 AM
You and me, we keep walking around and we see
All the bullshit around us.
You try and keep your mind on what's going down,
Cant help but see the rhinoceros around us.

Then you wonder what you can be,
And you do what you can to get far and high.
And you know I'm still gonna need you around.
And you know I'm still gonna need you around.

You say its healing, but nobody's feeling it.
Somebody's dealing, somebody's stealing,
And you say you don't see and you don't.
You say you wont know and you wont, when it comes.

Everything someday will be gone except silence.
The earth will be quiet again.
Seas from clouds will wash off the ashes of violence
Left as the memory of men.
There will be no survivors, my friend.

Suddenly everyone will look surprised,
Stars spinning wheels in the skies,
Sun is scrambled in their eyes
And circles like a vulture.

Someone stood at the window and cried one tear.
I thought that would stop the war, but someone is killing me.
That's the last time I do think anymore.
Jelly and juice and bubbles bubbles on the floor.

Castles on cliffs vanished
Just like heaps rubbish
Seen from the stars hour upon hour
As splinters, dust, and black flowers.

From here to heaven is a scar,
Dead center, deep as death.
All the idiots have left.
The idiots have left.

Cows are almost cooing,
Turtle doves are mooing;
Which is why a Pooh is poohing
In the sun
Sun
Title: Krokus...
Post by: starry-eyed pirate on October 31, 2009, 04:43:22 AM
...Sons of Vengeance...can you rescue me...
Title: Screamin in the Night
Post by: starry-eyed pirate on October 31, 2009, 08:47:02 PM
...They've got me tied up to an old tree...

...They've got me screamin, alone in the night...

...I'm beggin them to see what's wrong and what is right....what is wrong and what is right...Oh-oh-oh-o-oh...what is wrong and what is right...
Title: Deadsy--"She Likes Big Words"
Post by: Anonymous on November 05, 2009, 12:49:03 AM
Well she comes from the land
Of Valencian winds
Deciduous daydream
Dressage round the bend
See sometimes just maybe
The mistress of when
A triptych of new touch
From heaven to men

She likes nice cars
Invisible 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 prison within
She's always in parties
She's struggling to win
Your sashes of New-Ro
From psychic to sin

Let down your void
Your need to defend
So pseudo-mindacious
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 ones
That you'll never understand

She likes big words
Title: Deadsy--"The Key To Gramercy Park"
Post by: Anonymous on November 05, 2009, 12:55:34 AM
I got the key, key to Gramercy Park

Every night
Looking for the fight
Thoughts on the left
The action's on the right
As you know, the id wasn't meant to be starved

Face white
Revenge of the Hittites
When you're inside
And you thought to take a walk in the park
Think someone is about to be carved

From the other side of the Underscene
To the boulevard of broken dreams
To find the key to Gramercy Park

I got the key, key to Gramercy Park
Where it's safe to be afraid of the dark
Maybe there we'll fuck by the heavenly stars
But I might, might miss breaking in through the bars

From the other side of the Underscene
To the boulevard of broken dreams
To find the key to Gramercy Park
In the other time of mother speed
Through evil eyes and make believe
To where we bare the supremacy mark

And never look at the other place
Stay with what's pristine that touches you
Where the peril accentuates
Something that could mean so much to you
Try save a seat in the golden cage
The media mass has still yet to say
To simply pass or rise from the grave

Now I've got the key to Gramercy Park
Out of my way and I'm safe, not afraid of the dark
Now I've got the key to Gramercy Park
But I might, might miss breaking in through the bars
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Anonymous on November 05, 2009, 02:18:05 AM
Lay down, lay down, lay it all down
Let your white birds smile up
At the ones who stand and frown
Lay down, lay down, lay it all down
Let your white birds smile up
At the ones who stand and frown.

We were so close, there was no room
We bled inside each other's wounds
We all had caught the same disease
And we all sang the songs of peace.

Lay down, lay down, lay it all down
Let your white birds smile up
At the ones who stand and frown
Lay down, lay down, lay it all down
Let your white birds smile up
At the ones who stand and frown.

So raise the candles high
'Cause if you don't we could stay black against the night
Oh raise them higher again
And if you do we could stay dry against the rain.

Lay down, lay down, lay it all down
Let your white birds smile up
At the ones who stand and frown
Lay down, lay down, lay it all down
Let your white birds smile up
At the ones who stand and frown.
Title: A nice ditty about LSD
Post by: Anonymous on November 17, 2009, 02:42:19 PM
Chicago--"25 or 6 to 4"  (notice the title is NOT "25 or 26 to 4".....it references LSD-25, and a duration from 6pm to 4am)


Waiting for the break of day
Searching for something to say
Flashing lights against the sky
Giving up I close my eyes
Sitting cross-legged on the floor
25 or 6 to 4

Staring blindly into space
Getting up to splash my face
Wanting just to stay awake
Wondering how much I can take
Should I try to do some more
25 or 6 to 4

Feeling like I ought to sleep
Spinning room is sinking deep
Searching for something to say
Waiting for the break of day
25 or 6 to 4
25 or 6 to 4
Title: Neil Young & Crazy Horse
Post by: Froderik on December 02, 2009, 09:16:29 PM
BARSTOOL BLUES

If I could hold on to just one thought
For long enough to know
Why my mind is moving so fast
And the conversation is slow.
Burn off all the fog
And let the sun through to the snow
Let me see your face again
Before I have to go.

I have seen you in the movies
And in those magazines at night
I saw you on the barstool when
You held that glass so tight.
And I saw you in my nightmares
But I'll see you in my dreams
And I might live a thousand years
Before I know what that means.

Once there was a friend of mine
Who died a thousand deaths
His life was filled with parasites
And countless idle threats.
He trusted in a woman
And on her he made his bets
Once there was a friend of mine
Who died a thousand deaths.
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: starry-eyed pirate on December 17, 2009, 06:43:18 PM
Cisco kid.   was a friend 'a' mine.(War)
Title: P.I.L. - "Careering"
Post by: Froderik on December 17, 2009, 11:37:48 PM
A face is raining
Across the border
The pride of history
The same as murder
Is this living

He's been careering
The steady hand as planned
Behind the reasoning
No claim for property
Both sides of the river
There is bacteria
Is this living

He's been careering
Trigger machinery
Mangle the military
No one should be there
Is this living

Blown into breeze
Scatter concrete
The jagged metal bad life
Manufactured
He's been careering
Is this living

A face is raining
Across the border
The pride of history
The same as murder
Is this living careering

There must be meaning
Behind the moaning
Spreading tales
Like coffin nails
Is this living
He's been careering
It's raining

I need to hide
Trigger machinery
I've been careering
Across the border
Is this living
Both sides of the river
There is bacteria
Armoured machinery
Mangled
Title: Tom Waits - "Tango 'Til They're Sore"
Post by: Froderik on December 22, 2009, 05:35:24 AM
Well you play that tarantella all the hounds will start to roar
The boys all go to hell and then the Cubans hit the floor
They drive along the pipeline, they tango 'til they're sore
They take apart their nightmares and they leave them by the door
Let me fall out of the window with confetti in my hair
Deal out Jacks or Better on a blanket by the stairs
I'll tell you all my secrets, but I lie about my past
And send me off to bed for evermore

Make sure they play my theme song, I guess daisies will have to do
Just get me to New Orleans and paint shadows on the pews
Turn the spit on that pig and kick the drum and let me down
Put my clarinet beneath your bed 'til I get back in town
Let me fall out of the window with confetti in my hair
Deal out Jacks or Better on a blanket by the stairs
I'll tell you all my secrets, but I lie about my past
So send me off to bed for evermore

Just make sure she's all in calico and the color of a doll
Wave the flag on Cadillac day, and a skillet on the wall
Cut me a switch or hold your breath 'til the sun goes down
Write my name on the hood, send me off to another town, and just
And just let me fall out of the window with confetti in my hair
Deal out Jacks or Better on a blanket by the stairs
Tell you all my secrets, but I lie about my past
Will you send me off to bed for evermore

Fall out of the window with confetti in my hair
Deal out Jacks or Better on a blanket by the stairs
I'll tell you all my secrets, but I lie about my past
Send me off to bed for evermore, send me off to bed for evermore
Title: Daniel Johnston
Post by: Froderik on December 28, 2009, 08:26:21 AM
I had lost my mind.
I lost my head for a while was off my rocker outta line, outta whack.
See I had this tiny crack in my head
That slowly split open and my brain snoozed out,
Lyin' on the sidewalk and I didn't even know it.
I had lost my mind.

Why, I was sitting in the basement when I first realized it was gone.
Got in my car, rushed right over to the lost and found.
I said, "Pardon me but I seem to have lost my mind."
She said, "Well can you identify it please?"
I said, "Why sure, it's a cute little bugger,
about yea big a little warped from the rain."
She said, "Well then sir, this must be your brain."
I said, "Thank you ma'am, I'm always losing that dang thing."

I had lost my mind.
Title: Urge Overkill - The Candidate
Post by: Froderik on January 09, 2010, 08:14:17 PM
I am the candidate, I hope you're voting for me,
Candid candidate, making promises so easily
I am the candidate,
But I'm not your favorite son - you say
I hope you come out on election day

I am the candidate, but you don't need me,
Looking down like a satellite, oh, how I wish I could see.
I am the candidate,
But I'm not your favorite son - you say.
I hope to see you on election day.

All these people that I call friends,
Can't beleive what I've done.
I'm just a criminal lost on my own.
I've got to run, got to run, got to run, got to run...
I'm running

I am the candidate,
I am your candidate,
I hope you're voting for me...
Title: The Shaggs - "Philosophy Of the World"
Post by: Froderik on January 14, 2010, 10:17:36 AM
Oh, the rich people want what the poor people's got.
And the poor people want what the rich people's got.
And the skinny people want what the fat people's got.
And the fat people want what the skinny people's got.
Title: T.S.O.L. - "I'm Tired of Life"
Post by: Froderik on January 17, 2010, 10:46:47 AM
I'm tired of looking (It's not in my vision)
I'm tired of seeing (I don't wanna see this)
I'm tired of hearing (Don't tell me your shit)
I'm tired of being (So why am I here?)

I'm tired of life (and all of its jokes)
Imaginary lines (to fool the fools)
Imaginary rules (to live your life by)
And all the worlds' fools

Life is so easy when you're told what to do
Where to work and how to be you
But the joke wears off and you're still laughing
Caught in your own trap and you're all happy

Too stupid to know it (Just try and use your head)
Too stupid to care (You've all been fooled)
Just one voice screaming (???)
Just one in a million (a little speck of flesh)
Who's gonna hear it (Scream till you die)
Who's gonna know it (your conscience your mind)
Who even cares (no one but yourself)
It's hopeless (You're hopeless)

Because of the process, because of the system,
Because you're still laughing, because you don't listen,
Because of the process, because of the system,
Because you're still laughing, because you don't listen.
Title: The Exploited - "Fuck The U.S.A."
Post by: Froderik on January 17, 2010, 02:29:52 PM
There really is nothing nice about USA
You go to the hospital you have to pay
The dollar is the language that they all speak
they don't really bother about the radiation leak

FUCK THE USA

They keep their secrets undercover
the rich don't bother about those that suffer
this ain't the land of milk and honey
cause all they want is money money money

FUCK THE USA

Nuclear bombs are fuck all new
you'd better start running when they drop on you
run into a shelter, play hide and seek
cause when you die your body reeks

FUCK THE USA

There really is nothing nice about USA
You go to the hospital you have to pay
The dollar is the language that they all speak
they don't really bother about the radiation leak

FUCK THE USA
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: starry-eyed pirate on January 20, 2010, 10:18:01 PM
Chase the gringo-rasta thru the field...WAR   :poison:  :peace:

Right on Frod.
Title: Black Sabbath
Post by: Froderik on January 21, 2010, 11:02:55 AM
I need someone to show me
The things in life that I can find
I can't see the things
that make true happiness
I must be blind.
Title: The Clash
Post by: Froderik on January 28, 2010, 12:39:16 AM
White riot - I wanna riot
White riot - a riot of my own
White riot - I wanna riot
White riot - a riot of my own

Black man gotta lot a problems
But they don't mind throwing a brick
White people go to school
Where they teach you how to be thick

An' everybody's doing
Just what they're told to
An' nobody wants
To go to jail!

White riot - I wanna riot
White riot - a riot of my own
White riot - I wanna riot
White riot - a riot of my own

All the power's in the hands
Of people rich enough to buy it
While we walk the street
Too chicken to even try it

Everybody's doing
Just what they're told to
Nobody wants
To go to jail!

White riot - I wanna riot
White riot - a riot of my own
White riot - I wanna riot
White riot - a riot of my own

Are you taking over
or are you taking orders?
Are you going backwards
Or are you going forwards?

White riot - I wanna riot
White riot - a riot of my own
White riot - I wanna riot
White riot - a riot of my own
Title: Daniel Johnston - Desperate Man Blues
Post by: Froderik on February 23, 2010, 04:51:02 PM
There ain't no color in the sky, anymore
And I don't feel much like singing
Can't see what for
There ain't no comfort in this life, anymore
All that I can see that's ahead of me
Looks like such a chore
Maybe something will happen
To make it all better, better
Maybe something will come along
And make me happy, happy
There ain't no fun in living, anymore
And I don't feel much like living
Can't see what for
There ain't no life left in me
I feel a bit funny
Like a ghost with nowhere to go
My hope is gone and left me
A desperate man
There’s no spunk left in me
I feel so hollow in me
So empty, so empty, so empty, so empty
A big chunk of what I was is gone
And left me a desperate man
Now I'm a desperate man
A lonely, scared, sad, sorry man
And I just can’t see no color
In the sky, anymore
There's color there I'm sure
But it ain't mine and it's made me blind
A desperate man, desperate
I’m a desperate man
Title: Jack Shit--"Boney Was A Warrior"
Post by: RTP2003 on March 07, 2010, 07:28:33 AM
Boney was a warrior
A warrior a terrier
Boney beat the Prussians
The Austrians, the Russians
Boney went to school in France
He learned to make the Russians dance
Boney marched to Moscow
Across the Alps through ice and snow

Boney was a Frenchy man
But Boney had to turn again
So he retreated back again
Moscow was in ruins then
He beat the Prussians squarely
He whacked the English nearly
He licked them in Trafalgar's Bay
Carried his main topm'st away

Boney went a crusing
Aboard the Billy Ruffian
Boney went to Saint Helen's
He never came back again
They sent him into exile
He died on Saint Helena's Isle
Boney broke his heart and died
In Corsica he wished he stayed
Boney was a warrior
A warrior a terrier
Boney was a warrior
A warrior a terrier
Title: Gavin Friday--"Baltimore Whores"
Post by: RTP2003 on March 07, 2010, 08:59:06 AM
Four Old Whores
There were four old whores from Baltimore
Drinking beer and wine.
The topic of conversation was
"Mine is bigger than thine.'
cho: Roly, poly, tickle my hole-y,

Smell of my slimy slough.

Then drag your nuts across my guts,

I'm one of the whorey crew.
The first old whore from Baltimore said,
"Mine's as big as the air.
The birds fly in, the birds fly out,
And never touch a hair."
The second old whore from Baltimore said,
"Mine's as big as the moon.
The men jump in, the men jump out,
And never touch the womb."
The third old whore from Baltimore said,
"Mine's as big as the sea.
The ships sail in, the ships sail out,
And leave their rigging free."
"You're a liar" said the fourth old whore
"Mine's the biggest of all.
The fleet sailed in on the first of June,
And didn't come out till fall."
Title: Baltimore Whores
Post by: Froderik on March 07, 2010, 01:39:34 PM
This sounds like an old seafaring song that could've been sung by drunken pirates sitting 'round a table in the Cat's Eye Pub or maybe the Wharf Rat (historical drinking establishments on the waterfront in Fells Pt)... Must be one of the cuts from that Rogues Gallery album you were listening to...arrrr!!
Title: Re: Baltimore Whores
Post by: RTP2003 on March 07, 2010, 02:47:40 PM
Quote from: "Froderik"
This sounds like an old seafaring song that could've been sung by drunken pirates sitting 'round a table in the Cat's Eye Pub or maybe the Wharf Rat (historical drinking establishments on the waterfront in Fells Pt)... Must be one of the cuts from that Rogues Gallery album you were listening to...arrrr!!

Yeah, it's a real cool record.  Lotsa cool folks on it---Richard Thompson, Nick Cave, Bryan Ferry, Rufus Wainwright, Lucinda Williams, Lou Reed, Ralph Steadman (artist for HST's books), and a bunch of others.  I think, but I'm not sure, that "Jack Shit" may be Johnny Depp, 'cause he had a hand in the making of this CD (prolly to tie in with the movies, although there is no "Pirates of the Carribean" or Disney logo on the cover).  The two song lyrics I posted definitely could have been, and probably were sung in or around the very taverns you mentioned.  I found a pretty old version of "Boney was a Warrior" on YouTube, nothing like the one on the CD I have.  Good stuff, check it out sometime.
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Free Will on March 08, 2010, 03:58:58 AM
Quote from: "Rush - Freewill"
There are those who think that life has nothing left to chance,
A host of holy horrors to direct our aimless dance.

A planet of playthings,
We dance on the strings
Of powers we cannot perceive
"The stars aren't aligned,
Or the gods are malign..."
Blame is better to give than receive.

Chorus
You can choose a ready guide in some celestial voice.
If you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice.
You can choose from phantom fears and kindness that can kill;
I will choose a path that's clear
I will choose freewill.

There are those who think that they were dealt a losing hand,
The cards were stacked against them; they weren't born in Lotusland.

All preordained
A prisoner in chains
A victim of venomous fate.
Kicked in the face,
You can't pray for a place
In heaven's unearthly estate.

Chorus

Each of us
A cell of awareness
Imperfect and incomplete.
Genetic blends
With uncertain ends
On a fortune hunt that's far too fleet.

Chorus
Title: Bob Dylan
Post by: Froderik on March 10, 2010, 12:05:31 AM
LOVE MINUS ZERO/NO LIMIT

My love she speaks like silence,
Without ideals or violence,
She doesn't have to say she's faithful,
Yet she's true, like ice, like fire.
People carry roses,
Make promises by the hours,
My love she laughs like the flowers,
Valentines can't buy her.

In the dime stores and bus stations,
People talk of situations,
Read books, repeat quotations,
Draw conclusions on the wall.
Some speak of the future,
My love she speaks softly,
She knows there's no success like failure
And that failure's no success at all.

The cloak and dagger dangles,
Madams light the candles.
In ceremonies of the horsemen,
Even the pawn must hold a grudge.
Statues made of match sticks,
Crumble into one another,
My love winks, she does not bother,
She knows too much to argue or to judge.

The bridge at midnight trembles,
The country doctor rambles,
Bankers' nieces seek perfection,
Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring.
The wind howls like a hammer,
The night blows cold and rainy,
My love she's like some raven
At my window with a broken wing.
Title: Motorhead--"I'm So Bad Baby I Don't Care"
Post by: RTP2003 on March 10, 2010, 08:56:17 PM
I make love to mountain lions,
Sleep on red-hot branding irons,
When I walk the roadway shakes,
Bed's a mess of rattlesnakes,
Voodoo child, black cat bone,
Scratch your back,hear you moan,
I get up, you go down,
Tall building, single bound,
War and peace and love,
Say it if you dare,
Iron fist,velvet glove,
I'm so bad, baby I don't care,
Black-hearted to the bone,
Older than The Rolling Stones,
Been to heaven, been to hell,
Bought the farm, and I won't sell,
Give and take, rise and fall,
Rise up and take it all,
Secret love, I won't tell,
Knock you up and ring your bell,
Kiss the whip, eat the gun,
Tell me it ain't fair,
Midnight victim, hit and run,
I'm so bad, baby I don't care,
I make the blind to see,
Shoot 'em full of R and B,
I make the lame to walk,
Come round and pop your cork,
Wham, bam,thank you ma'am,
Thought I heard the back door slam,
Overkill, walk the line,
Kill the lights, It's lampshade time,
On the road,on the lam,
People running scared,
I'm everything they say I am
I'm so bad, baby I don't care.
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Matt C. Hoffman on March 11, 2010, 03:41:11 PM
Test me test me , why don't you just  arrest me.

Oooh ooh I really had to mooove .

I am on my bendin knees,beggin you if you please

Bertha doncha come around here anymore

Anymore.
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: SEKTO on March 21, 2010, 01:53:27 PM
"Ship of Fools"
Words by Robert Hunter; music by Jerry Garcia

    Went to see the captain
    strangest I could find
    Layed my proposition down
    Layed it on the line;
    I won't slave for beggar's pay
    likewise gold and jewels
    but I would slave to learn the way
    to sink your ship of fools

    Ship of fools
    on a cruel sea
    Ship of fools
    sail away from me

    It was later than I thought
    when I first believed you
    now I cannot share your laughter
    Ship of Fools

    Saw your first ship sink and drown
    from rocking of the boat
    and all that could not sink or swim
    was just left there to float
    I won't leave you drifting down
    but woah it makes me wild
    with thirty years upon my head
    to have you call me child

    Ship of fools
    on a cruel sea
    Ship of fools
    sail away from me

    It was later than I thought
    when I first believed you
    now I cannot share your laughter
    Ship of Fools

    The bottles stand as empty
    as they were filled before
    Time there was and plenty
    but from that cup no more
    Though I could not caution all I yet may warn a few:
    Don't lend your hand to raise no flag
    atop no ship of fools

    Ship of fools
    on a cruel sea
    Ship of fools
    sail away from me

    It was later than I thought
    when I first believed you
    now I cannot share your laughter
    Ship of Fools
    No I cannot share your laughter
    Ship of Fools
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: SEKTO on March 21, 2010, 03:34:55 PM
HEY BABY (NEW RISING SUN)  
--Jimi Hendrix

'Hey baby, where do you, comin' from'
Oh she looked at me and smiled,
And looked into space
And said, 'I'm comin' from the land of a new rising sun'
Then I said, 'hey, baby where you tryin' to go to'
Then she says, 'I'm gonna spin, spread around peace of mind
And a whole lotta love to you and you...'

Hey, girl I'd like to come along.
Yes, I'd love to come along.
'Would you like to come along?'
She asked me
'Yes take me along right now.'

'Hey baby, can I step into your world a while?'
'Yes you can', she said
'Come on back with me for a ride.'
We're gonna go across the Jupiter sun
And see all your people one by one
We gotta help your people out right now
That's what I'm doin' here all about

'Yeah yeah, may I come along?
May I come along?
May I come along?
Yeah yeah
Please take me'

In From the Storm (Hendrix)

WELL I,
JUST CAME BACK TODAY
I JUST CAME BACK FROM THE STORM
YEAH
I SAID A, I JUST CAME BACK BABY
I JUST CAME BACK FROM THE STORM
YEAH
FROM THE STORM

WELL I DID NOT KNOW IT THEN
BUT I WAS SUFFERIN', SUFFERIN'!
FROM THE LOVE THAT KEPT ME WARM
IT WAS SO COLD AND LONELY, YEAH
THE WIND CRYIN' THROUGH THE RAIN WAS TEARIN' ME UP
IT WAS SO COLD AND LONELY
CRYIN' THROUGH RAIN WAS TEARIN' ME UP
WOO
A TEARIN' ME UP
I WANT TO THANK YOU MY SWEAT DARLIN'
FOR DIGGIN' IN THE GRAVE, FOR DIGGIN' ME UP

IT WAS A TERRIBLE RAIN BURNIN' MY EYES
THE WIND AND LIGHTNING TOOK US BY SURPRISE
IT WAS YOU MY LOVE WHO BROUGHT ME IN
I LOVE YOU SO MUCH, I'LL NEVER STRAY FROM YOU AGAIN
HEY!

I JUST CAME BACK, TODAY
I JUST CAME BACK TODAY MY BABY ON HER WAY
YEAH YEAH YEAH
GOOD THING
GOOD THING
Title: Butthole Surfers
Post by: Froderik on April 01, 2010, 06:42:02 PM
The Wooden Song


Take me, break me
Tell me a good one and maybe I'll cry
Go with me, show me
Tell me a good one and maybe I'll die
Lately I've been dancing in ceiling fans
Into the kitchen and out the back gate
Well I know it sounds strange but it could be the other way
Round to the ground where I know I must stay
Take me, break me
Tell me a good one and maybe I'll cry
Go with me, show me
Tell me a good one and maybe I'll die
Lately I've been dancing in ceiling fans
Circled in secrets, playing a game
Well I know it sounds strange but it could be the other way
Round to a town where they don't know your name
Together....for a while....ain't no good
Title: Jefferson Airplane--"Mexico"
Post by: RTP2003 on April 06, 2010, 04:29:48 PM
Owsley and Charlie, twins of the trade,
Come to the Poet's Room
Talking about the problems of a leaf,
And yes, it'll be back soon

There used to be tons of gold and green
Comin' up here from Mexico
A donde esta la planta, mi amigo, del sol?
[The translation is: "Where is the plant, my friend, of the sun."]

But Mexico is under the thumb
Of a man we call Richard
And he's come to call himself king
But he's a small-headed man
And he doesn't know a thing
About how to deal for you

How to deal for you
There are millions of you now
I mean it's not as if you were alone
There are brothers everywhere
Just waiting for a toke on that gold
And God knows how far it can go

You're famous Uncle Charlie
For your Mexican smoke
You're a legend Owsley
For your righteous dope

There were a half a million people on the lawn
And we sang to their faces in the dawn
How long will that young race
Wait for the jailer's time to end?
How long will the Panther race
Wait for the iron bars to bend?
And no no no no no nobody waits
Title: DEVO--"Gut Feeling/Slap Your Mammy Down"
Post by: RTP2003 on April 06, 2010, 10:13:41 PM
SOMETHING ABOUT THE WAY YOU TASTE
MAKES ME WANT TO CLEAR MY THROAT
THERE'S A MAGIC TO YOUR MOVEMENTS
THAT REALLY GETS MY GOAT
I LOOKED FOR SILVER LININGS
BUT YOU'RE ROTTEN TO THE CORE
I'VE HAD JUST ABOUT ALL I CAN TAKE
YOU KNOW I CAN'T TAKE IT NO MORE
GOT A GUT FEELING
CENTERED 'ROUND LONG TIME AGO
ON YOUR ABILITY TO TORMENT
THEN YOU TOOK YOUR TONGS OF LOVE
AND STRIPPED AWAY MY GARMENT
GOT A GUT FEELING
GOT A GUT FEELING
SLAP YOUR MAMMY DOWN
SLAP YOUR PAPPY DOWN AGAIN
OH MOVE IT UP AND DOWN NOW
OH MOVE IT ALL AROUND NOW
Title: Bob Dylan
Post by: Froderik on April 07, 2010, 04:31:11 PM
Shadows are falling and I been here all day
It's too hot to sleep and time is running away
Feel like my soul has turned into steel
I've still got the scars that the sun didn't heal
There's not even room enough to be anywhere
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there

Well my sense of humanity is going down the drain
Behind every beautiful thing, there's been some kind of pain
She wrote me a letter and she wrote it so kind
She put down in writin' what was in her mind
I just don't see why I should even care
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there

Well I been to London and I been to gay Paris
I followed the river and I got to the sea
I've been down to the bottom of a whirlpool of lies
I ain't lookin' for nothin' in anyone's eyes
Sometimes my burden is more than I can bear
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there

I was born here and I'll die here, against my will
I know it looks like I'm movin' but I'm standin' still
Every nerve in my body is so naked and numb
I can't even remember what it was I came here to get away from
Don't even hear the murmur of a prayer
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there
Title: Will it Go Round in Circles?
Post by: SEKTO on April 07, 2010, 05:04:51 PM
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dcGP8FfHqzI&feature=fvw (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dcGP8FfHqzI&feature=fvw)

I've got a song, I ain't got no melody
I'ma gonna sing it to my friends
I've got a song, I ain't got no melody
I' ma gonna sing it to my friends

Will it go round in circles
Will it fly high like a bird up in the sky
Will it go round in circles
Will it fly high like a bird up in the sky

I've got a story, ain't got no moral
Let the bad guy win every once in a while
I've got a story, ain't got no moral
Let the bad guy win every once in a while

Will it go round in circles
Will it fly high like a bird up in the sky
Will it go round in circles
Will it fly high like a bird up in the sky

I've got a dance, I ain't got no steps, no
I'm gonna let the music move me around
I've got a dance, I ain't got no steps
I'm gonna let the music move me around

Will it go round in circles
Will it fly high like a bird up in the sky
Will it go round in circles
Will it fly high like a bird up in the sky

[Instrumental Interlude]

Will it go round in circles
Will it fly high like a bird up in the sky
Will it go round in circles
Will it fly high like a bird up in the sky

I've got a song, I ain't got no melody
I'ma gonna sing it to my friends
I've got a song, I ain't got no melody
I' ma gonna sing it to my friends

Will it go round in circles
Will it fly high like a bird up in the sky
Will it go round in circles
Will it fly high like a bird up in the sky
Title: Shel Silverstein
Post by: Froderik on April 16, 2010, 11:51:56 AM
The tiger, he looked out of his cage and smiled
He said come here boy, I want to talk to you a while
He said I once was running wild and free just the same as you
But it's one step from the jungle to the zoo

It's one step from the jungle to the zoowoowoo
You better watch out or they're gonna get you too
They clip your claws, cut your hair, make a pussy cat outta you
It's one step from the jungle to the zoo

He said son when you go runnin' through the grass
You better look out for all the hidden traps
They'll feed you sweets and goodies 'til you're too fat to move
Then it's one step from the jungle to the zoo

It's one step from the jungle to the zoowoowoo
You better watch out or they're gonna get you too
They clip your claws, yank your fangs, make a pussy cat outta you
It's one step from the jungle to the zoo

Only one step from the jungle to the zoowoowoo
You better watch out or they're gonna get you too
They clip your claws, cut your hair, make a pussy cat outta you
Its one step from the jungle to the zoo
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: BuzzKill on April 25, 2010, 06:46:19 PM
Words & music by Paul Simon


Many's the time I've been mistaken
And many times confused
Yes, and I've often felt forsaken
And certainly misused
Oh, but I'm all right, I'm all right
I'm just weary to my bones
Still, you don't expect to be
Bright and bon vivant
So far away from home, so far away from home

And I don't know a soul who's not been battered
I don't have a friend who feels at ease
I don't know a dream that's not been shattered
or driven to its knees
but it's all right, it's all right
for we lived so well so long
Still, when I think of the
road we're traveling on
I wonder what's gone wrong
I can't help it, I wonder what's gone wrong

And I dreamed I was dying
I dreamed that my soul rose unexpectedly
And looking back down at me
Smiled reassuringly
And I dreamed I was flying
And high up above my eyes could clearly see
The Statue of Liberty
Sailing away to sea
And I dreamed I was crying

We come on the ship they call the Mayflower
We come on the ship that sailed the moon
We come in the age's most uncertain hours
and sing an American tune
Oh, and it's alright, it's all right, it's all right
You can't be forever blessed
Still, tomorrow's going to be another working day
And I'm trying to get some rest
That's all I'm trying to get some rest
 :agree:
Title: Richard Thompson
Post by: Froderik on April 27, 2010, 07:10:29 PM
That's All, Amen, Close The Door


That's all. That's all there was.
Say Amen. Close the door.
She gave as much as she had to give
Please don't ask for more
Please don't ask for more
That's all. The curtain's down.
The lights are up. Go home.
Did I care?
Was I in love?
In love enough to know
In love enough to know

There's precious few that line that road
She welled from deep and overflowed
There's no cup to hold the past
Too rich to drink, too rich to last
That's all

Well, you wish
But don't wish for me
As if a wish
Could cheat the fall
Oh just believe
And leave it be
There's beauty in what's brief
There's beauty in what's small
That's all

There's some who dare and some who shine
And some who only drag behind
And some who reap what others sow
When memories fail well who's to know

That's all. That's all there was.
Say Amen. Close the door.
She gave as much as she had to give
Oh please don't ask for more
Please don't ask for more
That's all.
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: SEKTO on April 28, 2010, 05:05:41 PM
Please allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
I've been around for a long, long year
Stole many a man's soul and faith

And I was 'round when Jesus Christ
Had his moment of doubt and pain
Made damn sure that Pilate
Washed his hands and sealed his fate

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game

I stuck around St. Petersburg
When I saw it was a time for a change
Killed the Czar and his ministers
Anastasia screamed in vain

I rode a tank
Held a general's rank
When the Blitzkrieg raged
And the bodies stank

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
Ah, what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah
(woo woo, woo woo)

I watched with glee
While your kings and queens
Fought for ten decades
For the gods they made
(woo woo, woo woo)

I shouted out,
"Who killed the Kennedys?"
When after all
It was you and me
(who who, who who)

Let me please introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
And I laid traps for troubadours
Who get killed before they reached Bombay
(woo woo, who who)

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
(who who)
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby
(who who, who who)

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what's confusing you
Is just the nature of my game
(woo woo, who who)

Just as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners saints
As heads is tails
Just call me Lucifer
'Cause I'm in need of some restraint
(who who, who who)

So if you meet me
Have some courtesy
Have some sympathy, have some taste
(woo woo)
Use all your well-learned politesse
Or I'll lay your soul to waste, mmm yeah
(woo woo, woo woo)

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, mmm yeah
(who who)
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, mmm mean it, get down
(woo woo, woo woo)

Woo, who
Oh yeah, get on down
Oh yeah
Oh yeah!
(woo woo)

Tell me baby, what's my name
Tell me honey, can ya guess my name
Tell me baby, what's my name
I tell you one time, you're to blame

Oh, who
woo, woo
Woo, who
Woo, woo
Woo, who, who
Woo, who, who
Oh, yeah

What's my name
Tell me, baby, what's my name
Tell me, sweetie, what's my name

Woo, who, who
Woo, who, who
Woo, who, who
Woo, who, who
Woo, who, who
Woo, who, who
Oh, yeah
Woo woo
Woo woo
Title: Joe Walsh--"Turn To Stone"
Post by: RTP2003 on May 08, 2010, 11:15:02 PM
Hey now the well run dry
Pages of the book on fire
Read the writing ...on the wall...

Hoedown, say showdown
Everywhere you look
they're fighting...Hear the call...

And you know its getting stronger,
It can't last very much longer
Turn to stone

Well there's a change in the wind
You know the signs don't lie
Such a strange feeling and I don't know why
Its takin' ... such a long time ...

Backyard people and they work all day
Tired of the speeches
And the way the reasons they keep changin'...
Just to make the Words Rhyme...

And you know its getting stronger,
Can't fake 'em out much longer
Turn to stone

And you know its getting stronger,
It can't last very much longer
Turn to stone
Title: Fleetwood Mac (Peter Green era)--Oh Well
Post by: RTP2003 on May 09, 2010, 12:05:58 AM
I can't help about the shape I'm in
I can't sing, I ain't pretty and my legs are thin
But don't ask me what I think of you
I might not give the answer that you want me to

Oh well

Now, when I talked to God I knew he'd understand
He said, "Stick by my side and I'll be your guiding hand
But don't ask me what I think of you
I might not give the answer that you want me to"

Oh well
Title: Gang of Four--"In The Ditch"
Post by: RTP2003 on May 09, 2010, 10:14:12 PM
Heads down, down to the floor
Run past the windows and close the door
Whatever you do stay calm
Show me a ditch and I'll dive it
I'll feel safe beyond the cares of the world

Good news is prospect
Excluding the six feet under

Marshall music the beat goes on
Get down down to the floor
Marshall music the beat goes on
Get down down to the floor

Get down down to the floor
Under the table with the radio on
Whatever you do stay calm
The cupboard is stocked, the door is locked
I'll feel safe beyond the cares of the world

Good news is prospect
Excluding the six feet under

Marshall music the beat goes on
Get down down to the floor
Marshall music the beat goes on
Get down down to the floor

Show me a ditch and I'll dive in it
Show me a ditch and I'll dive in it
Show me a ditch and I'll dive in it
Show me a ditch and I'll dive in it
I'll dive in it
I'll dive in it
I'll dive in it
I'll dive in it

Heads down, down to the floor
Run past the windows and close the door
Whatever you do stay calm
Show me a ditch and I'll dive it
I'll feel safe beyond the cares of the world

Good news is prospect
Excluding the six feet under

Marshall music the beat goes on
Get down down to the floor
Marshall music the beat goes on
Get down down to the floor

I'll dive in it
I'll dive in it
I'll dive in it
I'll dive in it
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: RavingMad on May 09, 2010, 10:20:01 PM
Sunny came home to her favorite room
Sunny sat down in the kitchen
She opened a book and a box of tools
Sunny came home with a mission


She says days go by I'm hypnotized
I'm walking on a wire
I close my eyes and fly out of my mind
Into the fire


Sunny came home with a list of names
She didn't believe in transcendence
It's time for a few small repairs she said
Sunny came home with a vengeance


She says days go by I don't know why
I'm walking on a wire
I close my eyes and fly out of my mind
Into the fire


Get the kids and bring a sweater
Dry is good and wind is better
Count the years, you always knew it
Strike a match, go on and do it


Days go by I'm hypnotized
I'm walking on a wire
I close my eyes and fly out of my mind
Into the fire
Light the sky and hold on tight
The world is burning down
She's out there on her own and she's alright
Sunny came home
Sunny came home...
Title: Bob Dylan
Post by: Froderik on May 15, 2010, 10:29:45 PM
FROM A BUICK 6


I got this graveyard woman, you know she keeps my kid
But my soulful mama, you know she keeps me hid
She's a junkyard angel and she always gives me bread
Well, if I go down dyin', you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed.

Well, when the pipeline gets broken and I'm lost on the river bridge
I'm cracked up on the highway and on the water's edge
She comes down the thruway ready to sew me up with thread
Well, if I go down dyin', you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed.

Well, she don't make me nervous, she don't talk too much
She walks like Bo Diddley and she don't need no crutch
She keeps this four-ten all loaded with lead
Well, if I go down dyin', you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed.

Well, you know I need a steam shovel mama to keep away the dead
I need a dump truck mama to unload my head
She brings me everything and more, and just like I said
Well, if I go down dyin', you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed.
Title: Neil Young
Post by: Froderik on May 18, 2010, 10:27:22 PM
REVOLUTION BLUES


Well, we live in a trailer at the edge of town
You never see us 'cause we don't come around.
We got twenty five rifles just to keep the population down.
But we need you now, and that's why I'm hangin' 'round.
So you be good to me and I'll be good to you,
And in this land of conditions I'm not above suspicion
I won't attack you, but I won't back you.

Well, it's so good to be here, asleep on your lawn.
Remember your guard dog? Well, I'm afraid that he's gone.
It was such a drag to hear him whining all night long.
Yes, that was me with the doves, setting them free near the factory
Where you built your computer, love.
I hope you get the connection, 'cause I can't take the rejection
I won't deceive you, I just don't believe you.

Well, I'm a barrel of laughs, with my carbine on
I keep 'em hoppin', till my ammunition's gone.
But I'm still not happy, I feel like there's something wrong.
I got the revolution blues, I see bloody fountains,
And ten million dune buggies comin' down the mountains.
Well, I hear that Laurel Canyon is full of famous stars,
But I hate them worse than lepers and I'll kill them in their cars.
Title: Johnny Cash
Post by: Froderik on June 01, 2010, 06:55:50 PM
Ten years ago on a cold dark night
someone was killed 'neath the town hall lights
There were few at the scene, but they all agreed
that the man who ran looked a lot like me

The Judge said, "Son, what is your alibi?
If you were somewhere else, then you won't have to die"
I spoke not a word, though it meant my life
for I'd been in the arms of my best friends wife

She walks these hills in a long black veil
She visits my grave when the night winds wail
Nobody knows, nobody sees; nobody knows but me

Now the scaffold is high, and eternity's near
She stood in the crowd and shed not a tear
But sometimes at night when the cold wind moans
In a long black veil she cries over my bones

She walks these hills in a long black veil
She visits my grave when the night winds wail
Nobody knows, nobody sees; nobody knows but me
Title: Slipknot
Post by: Eliscu2 on June 04, 2010, 02:45:11 PM
Gematria (The Killing Name) lyrics

ELISCU
that was all I got and now you got me

All I ever really wanted was to take the blame
I will go down in History and not down in Flames
Meningitis / I will survive this / Dry Sockets and a Schizophrenic Crisis
The Time of The Nine has begun
Get out of the way or you will suffer as one

This is so TYPICAL / APOCALYPTICAL
Hanging on abysmal release / Jesus
I don’t need this / Don’t wanna be this
Icon in the Making / My hands are fucking shaking

WHAT IF G-D DOESN’T CARE?
WHAT IF G-D DOESN’T CARE…

Remember / Surrender / The Time is Now
Continue / We’re in you… and we will BURN YOUR CITIES DOWN

AMERICA IS A KILLING NAME
IT DOESN’T FEEL OR DISCRIMINATE
LIFE IS JUST A KILLING FIELD
IT’S ALL THAT’S LEFT - NOTHING’S REAL
THROW AWAY YOUR DISPOSABLE PAST
AND FALL APART LIKE A CIGARETTE ASH
WE ARE THE FATAL AND VITAL ONES OF THE WORLD
AND WE WILL BURN YOUR CITIES DOWN

WHAT IF G-D DOESN’T CARE?
WHAT IF G-D DOESN’T CARE?

AMERICA IS A KILLING NAME
IT DOESN’T FEEL OR DISCRIMINATE
LIFE IS JUST A KILLING FIELD
IT’S ALL THAT’S LEFT - NOTHING’S REAL
THROW AWAY YOUR DISPOSABLE PAST
AND FALL APART LIKE A CIGARETTE ASH
WE ARE THE FATAL AND VITAL ONES OF THE WORLD
AND WE WILL BURN YOUR CITIES DOWN

Down…

WE WILL BURN YOUR CITIES DOWN

Feed the Hungry - Feed them shit
Feed them BONES and POLITICS
You wanna revolutionize?
Be specific and believe your eyes
Start a war in another backyard
And we’ll destroy your house of cards (playing cards only 52)*
Give me a minute and I’ll change your mind
Give me a bullet and I’ll change your life

Remember / Surrender / The Time is Now
Continue / We’re in you…
And we will BURN YOUR CITIES DOWN

AMERICA IS A KILLING NAME
IT DOESN’T FEEL OR DISCRIMINATE
LIFE IS JUST A KILLING FIELD
IT’S ALL THAT’S LEFT - NOTHING’S REAL
THROW AWAY YOUR DISPOSABLE PAST
AND FALL APART LIKE A CIGARETTE ASH
WE ARE THE FATAL AND VITAL ONES OF THE WORLD
AND WE WILL BURN YOUR CITIES DOWN

WE WILL BURN YOUR CITIES DOWN

DOWN...

America… what if “G-d” doesn’t care?


*My deck of cards: http://http://www.aeclectic.net/tarot/cards/aleister-crowley-thoth/
Title: Rush 2112
Post by: Eliscu2 on June 07, 2010, 09:58:45 AM
RUSH 2112

'I lie awake, staring out at the bleakness of Megadon. City and sky become one, merging
into a single plane, a vast sea of unbroken grey. The Twin Moons, just two pale orbs as
they trace their way across the steely sky. I used to think I had a pretty good life here,
just plugging into my machine for the day, then watching Templevision or reading a Temple
Paper in the evening.

'My friend Jon always said it was nicer here than under the atmospheric domes of the Outer
Planets. We have had peace since 2062, when the surviving planets were banded together under
the Red Star of the Solar Federation. The less fortunate gave us a few new moons.
I believed what I was told. I thought it was a good life, I thought I was happy. Then I found
something that changed it all...'

[I. Overture]

And the meek shall inherit the earth...

[II. Temples of Syrinx]

...'The massive grey walls of the Temples rise from the heart of every Federation city. I
have always been awed by them, to think that every single facet of every life is regulated
and directed from within! Our books, our music, our work and play are all looked after by
the benevolent wisdom of the priests...'

We've taken care of everything
The words you hear, the songs you sing
The pictures that give pleasure to your eyes
It's one for all and all for one
We work together, common sons
Never need to wonder how or why

We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx
Our great computers fill the hallowed halls
We are the Priests, of the Temples of Syrinx
All the gifts of life are held within our walls

Look around at this world we've made
Equality our stock in trade
Come and join the Brotherhood of Man
Oh, what a nice, contented world
Let the banners be unfurled
Hold the Red Star proudly high in hand

We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx
Our great computers fill the hallowed halls
We are the Priests, of the Temples of Syrinx
All the gifts of life are held within our walls

[III. Discovery]

'...Behind my beloved waterfall, in the little room that was hidden beneath the cave, I
found it. I brushed away the dust of the years, and picked it up, holding it reverently in
my hands. I had no idea what it might be, but it was beautiful...'

'...I learned to lay my fingers across the wires, and to turn the keys to make them sound
differently. As I struck the wires with my other hand, I produced my first harmonious sounds
and soon my own music! How different it could be from the music of the Temples! I can't wait
to tell the priests about it!...'

What can this strange device be?
When I touch it, it gives forth a sound
It's got wires that vibrate and give music
What can this thing be that I found?

See how it sings like a sad heart
And joyously screams out its pain
Sounds that build high like a mountain
Or notes that fall gently like rain

I can't wait to share this new wonder
The people will all see its light
Let them all make their own music
The Priests praise my name on this night

[IV. Presentation]

'...In the sudden silence as I finished playing, I looked up to a circle of grim,
expressionless faces. Father Brown rose to his feet, and his somnolent voice echoed
throughout the silent Temple Hall...'

'...Instead of the grateful joy that I expected, they were words of quiet rejection!
Instead of praise, sullen dismissal. I watched in shock and horror as Father Brown ground
my precious instrument to splinters beneath his feet...'

I know it's most unusual
To come before you so
But I've found an ancient miracle
I thought that you should know
Listen to my music
And hear what it can do
There's something here as strong as life
I know that it will reach you

Yes, we know, it's nothing new
It's just a waste of time
We have no need for ancient ways
The world is doing fine
Another toy will help destroy
The elder race of man
Forget about your silly whim
It doesn't fit the plan

I can't believe you're saying
These things just can't be true
Our world could use this beauty
Just think what we might do
Listen to my music
And hear what it can do
There's something here as strong as life
I know that it will reach you

Don't annoy us further!
We have our work to do
Just think about the average
What use have they for you?
Another toy will help destroy
The elder race of man
Forget about your silly whim
It doesn't fit the Plan!

[V. Oracle: The Dream]

'...I guess it was a dream, but even now it all seems so vivid to me. Clearly yet I see
the beckoning hand of the oracle as he stood at the summit of the staircase...'

'...I see still the incredible beauty of the sculptured cities and the pure spirit of man
revealed in the lives and works of this world. I was overwhelmed by both wonder and
understanding as I saw a completely different way to life, a way that had been crushed
by the Federation long ago. I saw now how meaningless life had become with the loss of
all these things...'

I wandered home though the silent streets
And fell into a fitful sleep
Escape to realms beyond the night
Dream can't you show me the light?

I stand atop a spiral stair
An oracle confronts me there
He leads me on light years away
Through astral nights, galactic days
I see the works of gifted hands
That grace this strange and wondrous land
I see the hand of man arise
With hungry mind and open eyes

They left the planet long ago
The elder race still learn and grow
Their power grows with purpose strong
To claim the home where they belong
Home to tear the Temples down...
Home to change!

[VI. Soliloquy]

'...I have not left this cave for days now, it has become my last refuge in my total
despair. I have only the music of the waterfall to comfort me now. I can no longer live
under the control of the Federation, but there is no other place to go. My last hope is
that with my death I may pass into the world of my dream, and know peace at last.'

The sleep is still in my eyes
The dream is still in my head
I heave a sigh and sadly smile
And lie a while in bed
I wish that it might come to pass
Not fade like all my dreams...

Just think of what my life might be
In a world like I have seen!
I don't think I can carry on
Carry on this cold and empty life

My spirits are low in the depths of despair
My lifeblood...
...Spills over...

[VII. The Grand Finale]

Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation
Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation
Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation
We have assumed control
We have assumed control
We have assumed control
Title: Alice Cooper
Post by: Froderik on June 19, 2010, 09:32:12 AM
Lines form on my face and hands
Lines form from the ups and downs
I'm in the middle without any plans
I'm a boy and I'm a man

I'm eighteen
And I don't know what I want
Eighteen
I just don't know what I want
Eighteen
I gotta get away
I gotta get out of this place
I'll go runnin in outer space
Oh yeah

I got a baby's brain and an old man's heart
Took eighteen years to get this far
Don't always know what I'm talkin' about
Feels like I'm livin in the middle of doubt
Cause I'm

Eighteen
I get confused every day
Eighteen
I just don't know what to say
Eighteen
I gotta get away

Lines form on my face and my hands
Lines form on the left and right
I'm in the middle
The middle of life
I'm a boy and I'm a man
I'm eighteen and I LIKE IT
Yes I like it
Oh I like it
Love it
Like it
Love it
Eighteen!
Eighteen!
Eighteen!
Eighteen and I LIKE IT
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: DannyB II on June 23, 2010, 06:49:16 PM
Bob Seger, "We’ve Got Tonight"
 
I know it's late, I know you're weary
I know your plans don't include me
Still here we are, both of us lonely
Longing for shelter from all that we see
Why should we worry, no one will care girl
Look at the stars so far away
We've got tonight, who needs tomorrow?
We've got tonight babe
Why don' you stay?

Deep in my soul, I've been so lonely
All of my hopes, fading away
I've longed for love, like everyone else does
I know I'll keep searching, even after today
So there it is girl, I've said it all now
And here we are babe, what do you say?
We've got tonight, who needs tomorrow?
We've got tonight babe
Why don't you stay?

I know it's late, I know you're weary
I know your plans don't include me
Still here we are, both of us lonely
Both of us lonely

We've got tonight, who needs tomorrow?
Let's make it ast, let's find a way
Turn out the light, come take my hand now
We've got tonight babe
Why don't you stay?
Why don't you stay?
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: none-ya on June 24, 2010, 08:52:36 AM
Where your eyes don't go
They Might Be Giants


Where your eyes don't go a filthy scarecrow waves its broomstick arms
And does a parody of each unconscious thing you do
When you turn around to look it's gone behind you
On its face it's wearing your confused expression
Where your eyes don't go

Where your eyes don't go a part of you is hovering
It's a nightmare that you'll never be discovering
You're free to come and go or talk like Kurtis Blow
But there's a pair of eyes in back of your head

Every jumbled pile of person has a thinking part that wonders
What the part that isn't thinking isn't thinking of
Should you worry when the skullhead is in front of you
Or is it worse because it's always waiting where your eyes don't go?

Where your eyes don't go a part of you is hovering
It's a nightmare that you'll never be discovering
You're free to come and go or talk like Kurtis Blow
But there's a pair of eyes in back of your head

Where your eyes don't go a filthy scarecrow waves its broomstick arms
And does a parody of each unconscious thing you do
When you turn around to look it's gone behind you
On its face it's wearing your confused expression
Where your eyes don't go
Title: LUNGFISH
Post by: Froderik on July 03, 2010, 12:23:57 PM
Descender


I saw her climb the 13th rung
I heard her singing the song she sung
I caught the flower that she flung
I saw a paper tab burning on her tongue
She's an angel you'll agree
Biggest damn halo
that you're ever gonna see
He mouth roars her eye shine
If you're painfully honest
you can stand in her light, man

I saw her blow her fragile fuse
I tried to crack her code
but it was no use
She's concentrating on levitation
Her body burst into violet hues
I took a look at her tattered shoes
I offered her mine but she refused
She said: I want these cuts
on my feet, man
gotta become sensitive as I can
She reached down put some trash
in her hair, man
She don't wonder and she don't ponder
She keeps walking but she
never wanders
The tiny cuts in your skin
They let a little fresh air in
You dilate your opening
And when it starts to gush:
START TO SING

I saw her bleed
I saw her kneel
I don't pretend to understand
What she is feeling
I saw her rise
A golden ray of light
Appeared between her eyes
She rose above the gathering crowd
The sky was dark and the
weather was loud
She coalesced up in the cloud
She converted me without a word
Her churchbell heartbeat
was all I heard
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Stonewall on July 03, 2010, 10:04:23 PM
Quote from: "Guest"
::puke::  ::puke::  ::puke::


All religions make me wanna throw up
All religions make me sick
All religions make me wanna throw up
All religions suck
They all claim that they have the truth
That'll set you free
Just give 'em all your money and they'll set you free
Free for a fee  ::puke::

They all claim that they have 'the Answer'
When they don't even know the Question
They're just a bunch of liars
They just want your money
They just want your consciousness

 ::puke::  ::puke::  ::puke::  ::puke::  ::puke::


All religions suck
All religions make me wanna throw up
All religions suck
All religions make me wanna BLEAH

They really make me sick
They really make me sick
They really make me sick
They really make me sick
They really make me sick
They really make me ILL

 ::puke::  ::puke::  ::puke::  ::puke::

INFIDEL

Here is a song you should listen to...

Mama take this badge from me
I can't use it anymore
It's getting dark too dark to see
Feels like I'm knockin' on heaven's door

Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door

Mama put my guns in the ground
I can't shoot them anymore
That cold black cloud is comin' down
Feels like I'm knockin' on heaven's door

Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door

Title: Another Bob Dylan song about heaven
Post by: Froderik on July 04, 2010, 10:53:17 AM
The air is gettin' hotter, there's a rumblin' in the skies.
I've been wadin' through the high muddy waters,
But the heat riseth in my eyes.
Everyday your memory goes dimmer,
It doesn't haunt me like it did before.
I've been walkin' through the middle of nowhere,
Tryin' to get to heaven before they close the door.

When I was in Missouri, they would not let me be.
I had to leave there in a hurry, I only saw what they let me see.
You broke a heart that loved you,
Now you can seal up the book and not write anymore.
I've been walkin' that lonesome valley,
Tryin' to get to heaven before they close the door.

People on the platforms, waitin' for the trains.
I can hear their hearts a-beatin', like pendulum swingin' on chains.
When you think that you've lost everything,
You find out you can always lose a little more.
I'm just going down the road feelin' bad,
Tryin' to get to heaven before they close the door.

I'm goin' down the river, down to New Orleans.
They tell me everything is gonna be all right,
But I don't know what all right even means.
I was ridin' in a buggy with Miss Mary Jane,
Miss Mary Jane got a house in Baltimore.
I've been all around the world boys,
I'm tryin' to get to heaven before they close the door.

Gotta sleep down in the parlor, and relive my dreams.
I close my eyes and I wonder, if everything is as hollow as it seems.
Some trains don't pull no gamblers,
No midnight ramblers like they did before.
I've been to Sugartown, I shook the sugar down,
Now I'm tryin' to get to heaven before they close the door
Title: John Lennon
Post by: SEKTO on July 21, 2010, 11:37:26 PM
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EqP3wT5lpa4 (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EqP3wT5lpa4)

Instant Karma's gonna get you,
Gonna knock you right on the head,
You better get yourself together,
Pretty soon you're gonna be dead,
What in the world you thinking of,
Laughing in the face of love,
What on earth you tryin' to do,
It's up to you, yeah you.

Instant Karma's gonna get you,
Gonna look you right in the face,
Better get yourself together darlin',
Join the human race,
How in the world you gonna see,
Laughin' at fools like me,
Who on earth d'you think you are,
A super star,
Well, right you are.

Well we all shine on,
Like the moon and the stars and the sun,
Well we all shine on,
Ev'ryone come on.

Instant Karma's gonna get you,
Gonna knock you off your feet,
Better recognize your brothers,
Ev'ryone you meet,
Why in the world are we here,
Surely not to live in pain and fear,
Why on earth are you there,
When you're ev'rywhere,
Come and get your share.

Well we all shine on,
Like the moon and the stars and the sun,
Yeah we all shine on,
Come on and on and on on on,
Yeah yeah, alright, uh huh, ah-.

Well we all shine on,
Like the moon and the stars and the sun,
Yeah we all shine on,
On and on and on on and on.

Well we all shine on,
Like the moon and the stars and the sun.
Well we all shine on,
Like the moon and the stars and the sun.
Well we all shine on,
Like the moon and the stars and the sun.
Yeah we all shine on,
Like the moon and the stars and the sun.
Title: Plan 9 "I Like Girls"
Post by: RTP2003 on July 24, 2010, 03:31:55 AM
I like girls who walk in triplicate
I like girls who dot their eyes
I like girls who deal in secrets
I like girls who saw their smiles
I like girls who slither slightly
I like girls who sink their teeth
I like girls who use their mirrors
I like girls who work the crowd

Girls are always close at hand
Girls are vital contraband

I like girls with built-in radar
I like girls with bright red lips
I like girls with several things in mind
I like girls with central heat
I like girls with neon silhouettes
I like girls with soft leather sins
I like girls with clutch ability
I like girls with dangerous curves

I like girls through steamy windows
I like girls on night dog streets
I like girls who walk in triplicate
I like girls in moonlight flight
I like girls who thaw their smiles
I like girls who slither slightly
I like girls who sink their teeth
I like girls who use their mirrors
I like girls who work the crowd
Title: X--"Around My Heart"
Post by: RTP2003 on July 24, 2010, 04:00:58 PM
On the golden road... someone carved our initials in the stone.
 i dreamed of curly blackhair... when you were there.
 our first rendevous... was in the devil's workshop come true.
 this was dirty, dark no-place... for a beautiful face.

 so why do you
 want to throw another chain
... around my heart?

and even i was a winner... even was if it was for a little while.
 you cut me and smile. while my so-called friends... quickly turned into strangers.
you're the one that i love.

so why do you want to throw another chain... around my heart?
you don't even know me...
anyway, i'm all torn up from yesterday.
 so why do you want to throw another chain... around my heart?
 you don't even know me... anyway, i'm all screwed up from yesterday.
 so why do you want to throw another chain... around my heart?
 why do you want to throw another chain...around my heart?
Title: nothing
Post by: Dr. Acula on July 27, 2010, 06:53:12 AM
:timeout:
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: none-ya on July 27, 2010, 07:09:40 AM
The Shadow Government  
By: They Might Be Giants  
Written: 2007  

Driving home from my meth lab
Realized something had changed
Looked in the sky
Saw with my eye
The moon was following me

Where's the shadow government when you need it?
Where's the shadow government?
It's a bad, bad world
It's a bad, bad world

Sifting through the confetti
I picked up my broken phone
Looked in the crack
Somebody waved back
Just sitting on their somebody throne

Where's the shadow government when you need it?
Where's the shadow government?
It's a bad, bad world
It's a bad, bad

[Cowering citizens:] [The shadow government:]
"Up the library steps
Up the library steps
Up the library steps
Up the library steps "Here comes
Up the library steps The Humvee
Up the library steps The Humvee"
Up the library steps"

Crawling out of the flophouse
I saw the mayor stealing my junk
I doth protest, citizen's arrest
Now my body's in his trunk

Where's the shadow government when you need it?
Where's the shadow government?
It's a bad, bad world
It's a bad, bad world
It's a bad, bad
 
Title: L U N G F I S H
Post by: Froderik on July 28, 2010, 07:38:03 PM
The hand is gone
But the grip remains
The eye is gone
But the gaze remains
The brain is gone
But the idea remains
And when the feet are gone
The path will still remain

The lung is gone
But the breath remains
The heart is gone
But its beat remains
The throat is gone
But the voice remains
And when the mouth is gone
The word will still remain

The nerves are gone
But the signal remains
The veins are gone
But the river remains
The knee is gone
But the joint remains
And when the spine is gone
The junction will remain

The skull is gone
But the house remains
The hips are gone
But the seed remains
The womb is gone
But the vacuum remains
And when the mind is gone
The broadcast still remains

So thankful receiving it
So thankful retrieving it
So thankful to walk through it
So thankful to breathe in it
I'm so thankful I'm walking
Thankful to be treading the face of this earth
with you all
Yes I am
Title: Re: Stuff you've been listening to
Post by: SEKTO on July 30, 2010, 02:50:02 PM
I just decided that Heart's "Magic Man" is my new theme song.  Dig it.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3vlAdMeZSfw (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3vlAdMeZSfw)

Cold, late night so long ago
when I was not so strong you know
A pretty man came to me
I never seen eyes so blue
You know, I could not run away it seemed
we'd seen each other in a dream
Seemed like he knew me....he looked right through me....yeah

"Come on home, girl" he said with a smile
"you don't have to love me yet, let's get high awhile
But try to understand...try to understand
Try, try, try to understand.....I'm a magic man"

Winter nights we sang in tune
Played inside the months of moon
"Never think of never..let this spell last forever"
Well, summer lover passed to fall
tried to realize it all
Mama says she's worried..growing up in a hurry

"Come on home, girl" Mama cried on the phone
"Too soon to lose my baby yet, my girl should be at home"
But try to understand....try to understand
Try, try, try to understand..he's a magic man, Mama...ah...he's a magic man

"Come on home, girl" he said with a smile
"I cast my spell of love on you, a woman from a child"
But try to understand...try to understand..
Oh...oh....try, try, try to understand....
He's a magic man....oh....he's got the magic hands

(solos) OoooOooo's over top

"Come on home, girl" he said with a smile
"You don't have to love me yet, let's get high awhile"
But try to understand....try to understand
Try, try, try to understand...he's a magic man.....yeah...oh......
Title: Richard Thompson
Post by: Froderik on August 02, 2010, 12:28:48 PM
God Loves A Drunk


Will there be any bartenders up there in heaven?
Will the pubs never close? Will the glass never drain?
No more DTs and no shakes and no horrors
The very next morning, you feel right as rain

'Cause God loves a drunk, lowest of men
Like the dogs in the street and the pigs in the pen
But a drunk's only trying to get free of his body
And soar like an eagle high up there in heaven
His shouts and his curses they are just hymns and praises
To kick-start his mind now and then
O God loves a drunk, come raise up your glasses, amen

Does God really care for your life in the suburbs?
Your dull little life full of dull little things
And bring up the babies to be just like daddy
And maybe I'll be there when he gives out the wings

But God loves a drunk, although he's a fool
Oh he wets in his pants and he falls off his stool
And he can't hear the insults, and whispers go by him
As he leans in the doorway and he sings sally racket
He can't feel the cold rain beat down on his body
And soak through his clothes to the skin
O God loves a drunk, come raise up your glasses, amen

Will there be any pen-pushers up there in heaven?
Does crawling and wage-slaving win you God's love?
I pity you worms with your semis and pensions
If you think that'll get you to the kingdom above

Oh God loves a drunk, although he's a clown
Oh you can't help but laugh as he gags and falls down
But he don't give a curse for what people think of him
He screams at his demons alone in the darkness
He's staying alive for just one more pint bottle
Won't you throw him a few pennies, friend?
Ah God loves a drunk, for ever and ever, amen
Title: RAMONES
Post by: Froderik on August 12, 2010, 11:21:41 AM
You're loudmouth baby
You better shut up
I'm gonna beat you up
'Cause you're a loudmouth babe
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: SEKTO on August 20, 2010, 08:15:56 AM
We skipped the light fandango
turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda seasick
but the crowd called out for more
The room was humming harder
as the ceiling flew away
When we called out for another drink
the waiter brought a tray

And so it was that later
as the miller told his tale
that her face, at first just ghostly,
turned a whiter shade of pale

She said, 'There is no reason
and the truth is plain to see.'
But I wandered through my playing cards
and would not let her be
one of sixteen vestal virgins
who were leaving for the coast
and although my eyes were open
they might have just as well've been closed

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ma4dsoviNSQ (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ma4dsoviNSQ)
Title: Captain Beefheart
Post by: Froderik on August 22, 2010, 12:55:02 PM
Paper and wire killed my brother and my sister too
And if you don't watch out
You know they're going to get you too
And if I don't watch out
You know they're going to get me too
Telephone
Telephone
Telephone
Telephone

Well I strangled the cord
Ripped it off of the phone
And I saw the bone
And I saw the twinkling lights
It must have been rats
'Cause it sure was a drone
It sure was a drag

Paper and wire killed my brother and my sister too
And if you don't watch out
You know they're going to get you
And if I don't watch out
You know they're going to get me too
Telephone
Telephone
Telephone

And I strangled
And I ripped the cord
And I saw the bone
And I heard these tweetin' things
N twinkling lights
N there was nobody home
Where are all those nerve endings coming out of the bone?
Telephone
Telephone

Well I ripped the cord right out of the phone
And I saw the bone
There the gleaming white bone
Telephone

Paper and wire killed my brother and my sister too
And if you don't watch out
You know they're going to get you
And if I don't watch out
You know they're going to get me too
Telephone
Telephone

And I can’t get away
And I can’t get away
It’s like a grey adder at the end of the hall
It’s like a plastic horned devil
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Botched Programming on August 27, 2010, 06:13:14 PM
Roses by OutKast

Caroline! Caroline!
All the guys would say she's mighty fine
But mighty fine only got you somewhere half the time
And the other half either got you cursed out, or coming up short
Yeah, now dig this, even though (even though)
You'd need a golden calculator to divide (to divide)
The time it took to look inside and realize that
Real guys go for real down to Mars girls, yeah!

[Chorus- Repeat 2x]
I know you'd like to thank your shit don't stank
But lean a little bit closer
See that roses really smell like boo-boo
Yeah, roses really smell like boo-boo

[Verse Two - Andre 3000]
Caroline! See she's the reason for the word "bitch" (bitch)
I hope she's speeding on the way to the club
Trying to hurry up to get to some
Baller or singer or somebody like that
And try to put on her makeup in the mirror
And crash, crash, crash.. into a ditch! (Just Playing!)
She needs a golden calculator to divide (to divide)
The time it took to look inside and realize that
Real guys go for real down to Mars girls, yeah!

[Chorus- Repeat 2x]
I know you'd like to thank your shit don't stank
But lean a little bit closer
See that roses really smell like boo-boo
Yeah, roses really smell like boo-boo

[Verse Three]
Well she's got a hotty body, but her attitude is potty
When I met her at a party she was hardly acting naughty
I said "Would you call me?"
She said "Pardon me, are you ballin'?"
I said "Darling, you sound like a prostitute pursing"
Oh so you're one them freaks, get geeked at the sight of ATM receipts
But game been peeped, dropping names she's weak
Trickin' off this bitch is lost
Must take me for a geek a quick way to eat
A neat place sleep, a rent-a-car for a week, a trick for a treat
Now go on the raw sex, my AIDS test is flawless
Regardless, we don't want to get involved with no lawyers
And judges just to hold grudges in a courtroom
I wanna see ya support bra not support you!

[Chorus- Repeat 4x]
I know you'd like to thank your shit don't stank
But lean a little bit closer
See that roses really smell like boo-boo
Yeah, roses really smell like boo-boo

[Repeat 2x]
Better come back down to Mars
Girl, quit chasin' cars
What happens when the dough get so low
Bitch, you ain't that fine
No way.. no way.. no way

[Repeat 2x]
Crazy bitch (repeated in background)
Bitch, stupid ass bitch
Old punk ass bitch, old dumbass bitch
A bitch's bitch, just a bitch
Title: "Suicide is Painless" by Johnny Mandel
Post by: RTP2003 on August 31, 2010, 09:18:43 PM
Through early morning fog I see
visions of the things to be
the pains that are withheld for me
I realize and I can see...

[chorus]:

That suicide is painless
It brings on many changes
and I can take or leave it if I please.

I try to find a way to make
all our little joys relate
without that ever-present hate
but now I know that it's too late, and...

[Chorus]

The game of life is hard to play
I'm gonna lose it anyway
The losing card I'll someday lay
so this is all I have to say.

[Chorus]

The only way to win is cheat
And lay it down before I'm beat
and to another give my seat
for that's the only painless feat.

[Chorus]


The sword of time will pierce our skins
It doesn't hurt when it begins
But as it works its way on in
The pain grows stronger...watch it grin, but...

[Chorus]

A brave man once requested me
to answer questions that are key
'is it to be or not to be'
and I replied 'oh why ask me?'

'Cause suicide is painless
it brings on many changes
and I can take or leave it if I please.
...and you can do the same thing if you choose.
Title: Blue Oyster Cult--"Burning For You"
Post by: RTP2003 on September 01, 2010, 04:38:48 PM
Home in the valley
Home in the city
Home isn't pretty
Ain't no home for me

Home in the darkness
Home on the highway
Home isn't my way
Home will never be

Burn out the day
Burn out the night
I can't see no reason to put up a fight
I'm living for giving the devil his due

And I'm burning, I'm burning, I'm burning for you
I'm burning, I'm burning, I'm burning for you

Time is the essence
Time is the season
Time ain't no reason
Got no time to slow

Time everlasting
Time to play B-sides
Time ain't on my side
Time I'll never know

Burn out the day
Burn out the night
I'm not the one to tell you what's wrong or what's right
I've seen suns that were freezing and lives that were through
Well I'm burning, I'm burning, I'm burning for you
I'm burning, I'm burning, I'm burning for you

Burn out the day
Burn out the night
I can't see no reason to put up a fight
I'm living for giving the devil his due

And I'm burning, I'm burning, I'm burning for you [repeat]
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on September 01, 2010, 06:55:00 PM
I like these words, RTP. Ain't no cult like the Blue Oyster Cult.

I've heard this song a million times, but did not catch all of the words, until now...
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: RTP2003 on September 02, 2010, 09:44:27 PM
Quote from: "Froderik"
I like these words, RTP. Ain't no cult like the Blue Oyster Cult.

I've heard this song a million times, but did not catch all of the words, until now...


Oh yeah.......it comes on like a cheesy pop song, which it is, I guess, but it's got damn fine words to go along with the catchy melody.........and it's kind of a theme that's been relevent to my situation theses days ;D
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Botched Programming on September 02, 2010, 09:48:08 PM
Pretty Good At Drinkin' Beer" by Billy Currington

I wasn't born for diggin deep holes
I'm not made for pavin long roads
I aint cut out to climb high line poles
But I'm pretty good at drinkin beer

I'm not the type to work in a bank
I'm no good at slappin on things
Don't have a knack for makin motors crank, no
But I'm pretty good at drinkin beer

So hand me one more
That's what I'm here for
I'm built for having a ball
I love the nightlife
I love my budlight
I like 'em cold and tall

I aint much for mowin thick grass
I'm too slow for workin' too fast
I don't do windows so honey don't ask
But I'm pretty good at drinkin' beer

A go getter maybe I'm not
I'm not known for doin' a lot
But I do my best work when the weather's hot
I'm pretty good at drinkin' beer

So hand me one more
That's what I'm here for
I'm built for having a ball
I love the nightlife
I love my budlight
I like 'em cold and tall

I wasn't born for diggin deep holes
I'm not made for pavin long roads
I aint cut out to climb high line poles
But I'm pretty good at drinkin beer
I'm pretty good at drinkin beer

[Spoken] o hand me one more boys...
That's what I'm here for
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Botched Programming on September 03, 2010, 12:13:18 PM
Found a cool Vinyl yesterday as my next door neighbor was moving and threw out this one along with some other crap I was not interested in

Aqualung... Jethro Tull - Ian Anderson

"Cross-Eyed Mary"

Who would be a poor man, a beggarman, a thief --
if he had a rich man in his hand.
And who would steal the candy
from a laughing baby's mouth
if he could take it from the money man.
Cross-eyed Mary goes jumping in again.
She signs no contract
but she always plays the game.
Dines in Hampstead village
on expense accounted gruel,
and the jack-knife barber drops her off at school.
Laughing in the playground -- gets no kicks from little boys:
would rather make it with a letching grey.
Or maybe her attention is drawn by Aqualung,
who watches through the railings as they play.
Cross-eyed Mary finds it hard to get along.
She's a poor man's rich girl
and she'll do it for a song.
She's a rich man stealer
but her favour's good and strong:
She's the Robin Hood of Highgate --
helps the poor man get along
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Botched Programming on September 03, 2010, 09:26:32 PM
Locomotive Breath lyrics
Songwriters: Anderson, Ian;


In the shuffling madness
Of the locomotive breath
Runs the all time loser
Headlong to his death

Oh, he feels the piston scraping
Steam breaking on his brow

Old Charlie stole the handle
And the train, it won't stop going
No way to slow down
Oh, oh

He sees his children jumping off
At stations one by one
His woman and his best friend
In bed an' having fun

Oh, he's crawling down the corridor
On his hands and knees

Old Charlie stole the handle
And the train, it won't stop going
No way to slow down
Yeah, yeah

He hears the silence howling
And catches angels as they fall
And the all time winner
Has got him by the balls

Oh, he picks up Gideon's Bible
Open at page one

I thank God, he stole the handle
And the train, it won't stop going
No way to slow down

No way to slow down
No way to slow down
No way to slow down
No way to slow down
No way to slow down
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Botched Programming on September 03, 2010, 10:28:02 PM
THE BALLAD OF DWIGHT FRYE by Alice Cooper

I was gone for fourteen days
Could have been gone for more
Held up in the intensive care ward
Lyin on the floor
I was gone for all those days
But I was not all alone
I made friends with a lot of people
In the Danger Zone

See my lonely life unfold
I see it every day
See my only mind explode
When I'm gone away

I think I lost some weight there
And I really need some rest
Sleeping don't come very easy
In a straight white vest
Shaw'd like to see those little children
She's only four years old
I'd give her back all of her playthings
Even those I stole

See my lonely life unfold
I see it every day
See my only mind explode
When I've gone insane

[Extra verse from the Alice Cooper original, sung live sometimes]:
I grabbed my hat and I got my coat
And I ran into the street
I saw a man that was choking there
I guess he couldn't breathe
Said to myself this is very strange
I'm glad it wasn't me
But now I hear those sirens callin'
And so I am not free

See my lonely life unfold
I see it every day
See my only mind explode
When I've gone insane
Title: Alice Cooper--"Second Coming"
Post by: RTP2003 on September 03, 2010, 11:06:34 PM
I couldn't tell if the bells were getting louder
 the songs they ring I finally recognize  
I only know hell is getting hotter
the devil's getting smarter all the time
 
And it would be nice to walk upon the water
to talk again to angels on my side
I just come back to show you all my words are golden
so have no gods before me I'm the light

Time is getting closer
I read it on a poster
fanatical exposers
on corners prophecy  

It would be nice to walk upon the water
to talk again to angels at my side  
I just come back to show you all my words are golden
 so have no gods before me I'm the light
Title: David Essex--"Rock On"
Post by: RTP2003 on September 04, 2010, 05:09:15 PM
Almost a guilty pleasure.  Almost.  What a fucking great song........



Hey kid, rock and roll
Rock on, ooh, my soul
Hey kid, boogey too, did ya

Hey shout, summertime blues
Jump up and down in my blue suede shoes
Hey kid, rock and roll, rock on

And where do we go from here
Which is the way that's clear

Still looking for that blue jean, baby queen
Prettiest girl I ever seen
See her shake on the movie screen, Jimmy Dean
(James Dean)

[Instrumental Interlude]

And where do we go from here
Which is the way that's clear

Still looking for that blue jean, baby queen
Prettiest girl I ever seen
See her shake on the movie screen, Jimmy Dean
Jimmy Dean
Rock on
Rock on
Rock on

Hey, hey
Rock and roll
Rock on

Rock on
Hey, hey
Rock and roll
Rock on

Rock on
Hey, hey
Rock and roll
Rock on

Rock on
Hey, hey
Rock and roll
Rock on........
Title: The Stranglers--Get A Grip On Yourself"
Post by: RTP2003 on September 04, 2010, 05:24:02 PM
Didn't have the money round to buy a Morry Thou
Been around and seen a lot to shake me anyhow
Begged and borrowed sometimes I admit I even stole
The worse crime that I ever did was play some rock 'n roll.

But the money's no good
Just get a grip on yourself
But the money's no good
Just get a grip on yourself

Suffering convictions on a two-way stretch inside
The air in here is pretty thin, I think I'll go outside
Committed for insanity and crimes against the soul
The worst crime that I ever did was play some rock 'n roll.

But the money's no good
Just get a grip on yourself
But the money's no good
Just get a grip on yourself

And you should know

Now I find from week to week the sentence sticking fast
Turn the corner, rub my eyes and hope the world will last
Stranger from another planet welcome to our hole
Just strap on your guitar and we'll play some rock 'n roll

But the money's no good
Just get a grip on yourself
But the money's no good
Just get a grip on yourself

And you should know
Title: The Stranglers--"No More Heroes"
Post by: RTP2003 on September 04, 2010, 05:43:03 PM
Whatever happened to Leon Trotsky?
He got an ice pick
That made his ears burn

Whatever happened to dear old Lenny?
The great Elmyra, and Sancho Panza?
Whatever happened to the heroes?
Whatever happened to the heroes?

Whatever happened to all the heroes?
All the Shakespearoes?
They watched their Rome burn
Whatever happened to the heroes?
Whatever happened to the heroes?

No more heroes any more
No more heroes any more

Whatever happened to all the heroes?
All the Shakespearoes?
They watched their Rome burn
Whatever happened to the heroes?
Whatever happened to the heroes?

No more heroes any more
No more heroes any more
Title: Th Soundtrack of Our Lives--"Galaxy Gramaphone"
Post by: RTP2003 on September 04, 2010, 07:07:35 PM
Well, I can live a life anytime I want with a Galaxy Gramophone
And I can pitch my soul at any speed I like
Depending on what level you're on
In the space between a subconsious track
I'm hung up shakin'hands with myself
As I try make my serial plans through the eye of a storm
To centre of the milky way

Well I can pick up a life anywhere I choose
On my Galaxy Gramophone
And I can make it sound so beatiful by scarching in a twilight zone
A rereversal unichorusverse for puppets on a cosmic string

As I pass around a loop through the eye of a storm
To centre of the milky way
Well I can live my life at any speed i like
Depending who's turning me on
As I try to make my way back home throught the eye of a storm
To the centre of the milky way
Through the centre of a milky way
To the bottom of the milky way...
Title: Blue Oyster Cult--"True Confessions"
Post by: RTP2003 on September 04, 2010, 07:53:17 PM
True, true confessions, I lied
True, true confessions, I lied
Spent all night with Candy's eyes
Dragged myself cross the warm blind side
Spent all night with candy's eyes
Dragged myself cross the warm blind side

True, true confession, she cried
True, true confession, she cried
Stand in the doorway in a jealous rage
Drag myself cross her wild terrain
Stand in the doorway in a jealous rage
Drag myself cross her wild terrain

True, true confessions, we tried
True, true confessions, we tried
Naked, exposed like fine rock-n-roll
Perfect as strangers, imperfect as love
Naked, exposed like fine rock-n-roll
Perfect as strangers, imperfect as love
We're never sorry, we're never sad
We're modern lovers, what fun we had
Title: The Stranglers--"Always the Sun"
Post by: RTP2003 on September 04, 2010, 09:33:19 PM
How many times have you woken up and prayed for the rain?
How many times have you seen the papers apportion the blame?
Who gets to say?
Who gets to work and who gets to play?
I was always told at school, everybody should get the same.

How many times have you been told if you don't ask you don't get?
How many times have you wasted your money?  Your Mother said you shouldnt bet.
Who has the fun?
Is it always a man with a gun?
Someone must have told you if you work to hard you can sweat?

There's always the sun.
mmmm
There's always the sun.
Always, always,always the sun.

How many times has the weatherman told you stories that made you laugh?
You know its not up to the politicians and leaders, when they do things by halves.
Who gets the job?
Of pushing the knob.
Thats what responsibility you draw straws for if your mad enough.

There's always the sun.
mmmm
There's always the sun.
Always, always,always the sun.

There's always the sun.
mmmm
There's always the sun.
Always, always,always the sun.
Title: Soundtrack Of Our Lives--"In Your Veins"
Post by: RTP2003 on September 05, 2010, 02:25:32 AM
Trees are falling all around
Silent clouds are on the ground
Someone whispers in your ear
This is what you long to hear

I'm on your side
And I am also blue
Cause I am still a child
And I know that you are too

Pancakes spinning 'round the sun
Flat earth projects has begun
Catwalk on suburban trains
Summer is inside your veins (your veins)

And I am on your side
For  I am also blue
Cause I am still a child
And know that you are too
Yes I am on your side
And I am all so blue
And don't you feel inside, that I still believe in you
I still believe in you
Title: Alice Cooper--"Black Juju"
Post by: RTP2003 on September 05, 2010, 03:10:30 PM
Body
Body

Touched by the toy and plunged into his arm
Cursed through the night through eyes of alarm
A melody black flowed out of my breath
Searching for death, but bodies need rest

Body

Under the soil now waiting for worms
All that I feared is all that I've learned
All that I know is all that I think
Dead feelings are cool, down lower I sink, ah-hah

Bodies need rest, we all need our rest
Sleep an easy sleep ---rest ---rest
Bodies need their rest
We all need our rest
Sleep an easy sleep ---rest ---rest ---rest ---rest
But come back in the morning
Come back hard

Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up

Bodies

Clutching and biting my soul has caught on fire
My evil is now and I'm caught up in desire
Ev'rything I'm living for is all that I am
Liking it and loving it that's all in the plan
Title: Veruca Salt--"Seether"
Post by: RTP2003 on September 06, 2010, 03:39:06 AM
Ow!

Seether is neither loose nor tight.
Seether is neither black nor white.
I tried to keep her on a short leash,
I tried to calm her down.
I tried to ram her into the ground, yeah.

Can't fight the seether
Can't fight the seether
Can't fight the seether
I can't see her till I'm foaming at the mouth.

Seether is neither big nor small.
Seether is the center of it all.
I tried to rock her in my cradle,
I tried to knock her out,
I tried to cram her back in my mouth, yeah.

Can't fight the seether
Can't fight the seether
Can't fight the seether
I can't see her till I'm foaming at the mouth.

Keep her down, boiling water,
Keep her down, what a lovely daughter.
Oh, she is not born like other girls,
But I know how to conceive her.
Oh, she may not look like other girls,
But she's a snarl-toothed seether, seether!

Can't fight the seether
Can't fight the seether
Can't fight the seether
I can't see her till I'm foaming at the mouth
Seether
Can't fight the seether
Can't fight the seether
Can't fight the seether
I can't see her till I'm foaming at the mouth, yeah.
Title: Soundtrack to Our Lives _"Infra Riot"
Post by: RTP2003 on September 06, 2010, 05:40:46 AM
It´s time to take control again and be the only one
It´s time to take control again and be the only one

Cause I just wanna play with myself
And I don´t need anyone else
Rising with the sons of madness crossin´over the road

It´s time to take control again and be the only one
It´s time to sell your soul again and be the holy one

Cause I just wanna finish this race
And I don´t wanna lose my face
Locking for a new direction crossin´over the road

So welcome to the other side
Don´t be afraid to testify
It´s not to late to get high

Reaching for somebody in your image world
Waiting for a sign of a change crossin´over the road

It´s time to take control again and be the only one
It´s time to play your role again and be the holy one
Cause I don´t think that anyone knows

So welcome to the other side
Don´t be afraid to crucify
It´s not to late to free you mind

Reaching for somebody in your image world
Waiting for a sign of a change crossin´ over the road

It´s time to take control again and be the only one
It´s time to sell your soul again and be the holy one

It´s time to rise above again and be the holy one
Cause I´dont think that anyone cares

So welcome to the other side
Don´t be afraid to testify
It´s not too late to get you high

Reaching for somebody in your image world
Waiting for a sign of a change crossin´ over the road

Reaching for somebody in your image world
Waiting for a kind of a change crossin´ over the road...
Title: Soundtracks Of Our Lives-"Broken Imaginary Time"
Post by: RTP2003 on September 06, 2010, 06:03:27 AM
It's the end of a broken imaginary time
It didn't stay long your famous superficial golden tan
 
When it comes down to dust
You're such a lightweight after all
When it comes down to dust
You're such a lightweight after all
You're such a lightweight after all
You're such a nobody at all
 
It's the end of a broken imaginary time
It didn't last long your famous superficial golden tan
 
When it comes down to dust
You're such a lightweight after all
When it comes down to dust
You're such a lightweight after all
You're such a lightweight after all
You're such a nobody at all
 
You're such a nobody at all
Title: whatever
Post by: Eliscu2 on September 06, 2010, 10:14:27 AM
:birthday:
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Botched Programming on September 07, 2010, 06:08:43 PM
Bodies by Danzig


[chorus:]
bodies
please
don't cry
bodies
don't die
bodies
please don't cry
bodies

i been taking all the silver
i been saving all the gold
i'm gonna stuff it down the throat
of a week old corpse
save that doggone soul
i been saving up my pain
i'm gonna give it back in spades
i been strangling the cries
from the murder of love
save your soul tonight

i been rasing up the dead
gonna send them to the house of cain
i been praying in light
of the warning moon
slay your doggone soul
i been put upon this world
i been walking up and down
to and fro
save your doggone soul

i got bodies on the left
i got bodies on the right
i got bodies
up and down
all across town
save your soul tonight
Title: The Ramones: The KKK Took My Baby Away
Post by: Froderik on September 07, 2010, 10:31:09 PM
She went away for the holidays
Said she’s going to L.A.
But she never got there
She never got there
She never got there, they say

She went away for the holidays
Said she’s going to L.A.
But she never got there
She never got there
She never got there, they say

The KKK took my baby away
They took her away
Away from me
The KKK took my baby
They took her away
Away from me

Now I don’t know
Where my baby can be
They took her from me
They took her from me
I don’t know
Where my baby can be
They took her from me
They took her from me

Ring me, ring me, ring me
Up the President
And find out where my baby went
Ring me, ring me, ring me
Up to FBI
And find out if
My baby’s alive
Yeah, yeah, yeah

She went away for the holidays
Said she’s going to L.A.
But she never got there
She never got there
She never got there, they say

The KKK took my baby away
They took her away
Away from me
The KKK took my baby
They took her away
Away from me

They took my girl
They took my baby away
Title: Re: Stuff you've been listening to
Post by: SEKTO on October 02, 2010, 08:57:01 AM
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=63z7dFcgraA (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=63z7dFcgraA)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hCDAfa-N ... re=related (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hCDAfa-NI-M&feature=related)

CURTIS MATFIELD

I'm your Mama
I'm your Daddy
I'm that nigga
In the alley
I'm your doctor
When in need
Want some coke?
Have some weed
You know me
I'm your friend
Your main boy
Thick and thin

I'm your Pusherman (2x)

Ain't I clean
Bad machine
Super cool
Super mean
Dealin' good
For The Man
Superfly
Here I stand
Secret stash
Heavy bread
Baddest bitches
In the bed

I'm your pusherman (3x)

Silent life of crime
A man of odd circumstance
a Victim of ghetto demands
Feed me money for style
And I'll let you trip for a while
Insecure from the past
How long can a good thing last?
Woo-hoo, no...

Got to be mellow, y'all
Gotta get mellow, now
Pusherman gettin' mellow, y'all

Heavy mind
Heavy sign
Makin' money
All the time
My 'El D.'
And just me
For all junkies
To see

Ghetto Prince
Is my thing
Makin' love's
How I swing

I'm your Pusherman (2x)

'Two bags, please'
For a generous fee
Make your world
What you want it to be
Got a woman I love desperately
Wanna give her somethin' better than me
Been told I can't be nuthin' else
Just a hustler in spite of myself
I know I can break it
This life just don't make it
Lord, Lord, yeah

Got to get mellow, now
Gotta be mellow, y'all
Got to get mellow, now

I'm your Mama
I'm your Daddy
I'm that nigga
In the alley
I'm your doctor
When in need
Want some coke?
Have some weed
You know me
I'm your friend
Your main boy
Thick and thin

I'm your Pusherman (4x)
Lord, Lord
Title: MINISTRY-SO WHAT
Post by: Eliscu2 on October 03, 2010, 02:07:35 AM
MINISTRY-SO WHAT lyrics

die! die! die! die!
scum sucking depravity debauched!
anal fuck-fest, thrill Olympics
savage scourge supply and sanctify
so what? so what?
die! die! die! die!

die! die! die! die!
you said it!
sedatives supplied become laxatives
my eyes shit out lies
I only kill to know I'm alive
so what? so what?
die! die! die! die!

die! die! die! die!
so what, it's your problem to learn to live with
destroy us, or make us saints
we don't care, it's not our fault that we were born too late
a screaming headache on the brow of the state
killing time is appropriate
to make a mess and fuck all the rest, we say, we say
so what? so what?
die! die! die! die!

die!
now I know what is right
I'll kill them all if I like
I'm a time bomb inside
no one listens to reason,
it's too late and I'm ready to fight!
so what? now I'm ready to fight!
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on October 03, 2010, 09:36:01 AM
I saw Ministry at a club in Baltimore back in the late 80's.
My girlfriend took me to see them; she was way into them.
So I remember that song...thanks for posting!
Title: KMFDM PROFESSIONAL KILLER
Post by: Eliscu2 on October 04, 2010, 10:16:35 AM
KMFDM PROFESSIONAL KILLER

Conquer your world, study you quietly
Count the ways, I'll do anything you say
There will be no holding back legions of me

So cruel, longing eternally
Bittersweet possibility
A tiger on the attack, ready to bleed

Tragically yours, obey and submit to me
I will find you wherever you hide
Got a thrill for the hunt, a skilled criminal mind

So calm, tracking your every move
Unrelenting, my conscience clear
Beyond a shadow of doubt, a force to be feared

Wretched and pure, tricky and dangerous
Do not question or challenge your fate
A promise written in blood, take life for pay

Yours is not to ask why
Yours is to do and die

(Professional killer)

Yours is not to ask why

(Professional killer)

Yours is to do and die

Yours is not to ask why
Yours is to do and die
Yours is not to ask why
Yours is to do and die

(Professional killer)

Killer, professional killer
Yours is to do and die
Do and die, do and die

(Professional killer)

Yours is not to ask why
Killer, professional killer
Yours is to do and die
Do and die, do and die

Killer
Title: Bonnie 'Prince' Billy - Nomadic Revery
Post by: Froderik on October 05, 2010, 12:36:10 AM
Today was one where, lost in thought
I really feel I am
Losing not an ounce of what
You see in me, my lamb

If you're not with me tomorrow
That would be the worst
I'm glad I dreamed of what I dream of
Today a thing was burst

O all around
O all around
It's kept together moving all around

O all around
O all around
It's kept together moving all around

My brain it beams, it's here at all
and living, I must work
To make our lives here justified
And not let trouble lurk

Instead of seeing monkeys biting
I lay on the ground
While my hectic traveling partner
Wandered all around

O all around
O all around
It's kept together moving all around

O all around
O all around
It's kept together moving all around

O all around a left buttock
And all around a right
All around your every curve
I hope to go tonight
But only hold me, hold me
All the city's on me
And all their wish to scold me
And lay their hands upon me
So only hold me, hold me
And I'll return you, baby
I just need an evening
With someone nice to hide me

O all around
O all around
It's kept together moving all around

O all around
O all around
It's kept together moving all around
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: SEKTO on October 21, 2010, 01:13:23 PM
Saint Stephen with a rose, in and out of the garden he goes,
Country garden in the wind and the rain,
Wherever he goes the people all complain.

Stephen prospered in his time, well he may and he may decline.
Did it matter, does it now? Stephen would answer if he only knew how.
Wishing well with a golden bell, bucket hanging clear to hell,
Hell halfway twixt now and then,
Stephen fill it up and lower down and lower down again.

Lady finger, dipped in moonlight, writing "What for?" across the morning sky.
Sunlight splatters, dawn with answer, darkness shrugs and bids the day goodbye.

Speeding arrow, sharp and narrow,
What a lot of fleeting matters you have spurned.
Several seasons with their treasons,
Wrap the babe in scarlet colors, call it your own.
Did he doubt or did he try? Answers aplenty in the bye and bye,
Talk about your plenty, talk about your ills,
One man gathers what another man spills.

Saint Stephen will remain, all he's lost he shall regain,
Seashore washed by the suds and foam,
Been here so long, he's got to calling it home.

Fortune comes a crawlin', calliope woman, spinnin' that curious sense of your own.
Can you answer? Yes I can. But what would be the answer to the answer man?
Title: Tom Waits--"Goin' Out West"
Post by: RTP2003 on November 02, 2010, 09:18:30 PM
Gov't Mule encored with this song last Saturday night in Oakland.

Well I'm goin' out west
Where the wind blows tall
'Cause Tony Franciosa
Used to date my ma
They got some money out there
They're giving it away
I'm gonna do what I want
And I'm gonna get paid
Do what I want
And I'm gonna get paid

Little brown sausages
Lying in the sand
I ain't no extra baby
I'm a leading man
Well my parole officer
Would be proud of me
With my Olds 88
And the devil on a leash
My Olds 88
And the devil on a leash

Well I know karate, Voodoo too
I'm gonna make myself available to you
I don't need no make up
I got real scars
I got hair on my chest
I look good without a shirt

Well I don't lose my composure
In a high speed chase
Well my friends think I'm ugly
I got a masculine face
I got some dragstrip courage
I can really drive em' dead
I'm gonna change my name to Hannibal
Maybe just Rex
Change my name to Hannibal
Maybe just Rex

Well I know karate, Voodoo too
I'm gonna make myself available to you
I don't need no make up
I got real scars
I got hair on my chest
I look good without a shirt

I'm gonna drive all night
Hit some speed
I'm gonna wait for the sun
To shine down on me
I cut a hole in my roof
The shape of a heart

And I'm goin' out west
Where they'll appreciate me
Goin' out west
Where they'll appreciate me
Goin' out west
Title: Massive Attack--"Teardrop"
Post by: RTP2003 on November 07, 2010, 11:18:57 PM
Love, love is a verb
Love is a doing word
Feathers on my breath
Gentle impulsion
Shakes me, makes me lighter
Feathers on my breath

Teardrop on the fire
Feathers on my breath

In night of matter
Black flowers blossom
Feathers on my breath
Black flowers blossom
Feathers on my breath

Teardrop on the fire
Feathers on my

Water in my eye
Most faithful mirror
Feathers on my breath
Teardrop on the fire
Of a confession
Feathers on my breath
Most faithful mirror
Feathers on my breath

Teardrop on the fire
Feathers on my breath

You're stumbling a little
You're stumbling a little
Title: Bonnie 'Prince' Billy - "Sheep"
Post by: Froderik on November 17, 2010, 10:50:44 AM
Born in sheep's blood plain and simple
Washed out of my mother's temple
All around I heard them laughing
As father sheep had stood there calving

Black they were with white eyes gleaming
Right in heaven life was seeming
Brittle wind blew snow upon me
I got blanketed all white and frosty

In my time I grew and killed them
Or out of memory I willed them
And willed in a greater history
Out of massacre and mystery

Was no longer wealthy, woolly
Nor anything I could grasp fully
Someone rush to re-inject me
Gods of gods won't you protect me?

Fixed my face and marching onward
Marching running ever forward
Buildings were a bloody vessel
Edging me below the trestle

There in coal and whitened gravel
I built a shield of wooden baffle
Inside of which I raised a fire
So I could tonight retire

Everyone will tell you it's evil to be
A free-thinking pecker like bonny old me
So I'll flex my armies and blow out my gut
And prove I'll be loved by any old slut
Look here in my wallet, it's loaded and true
And now I can leave here and go and find you
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: none-ya on November 17, 2010, 11:29:43 AM
VENOM    
Large Mammal


1) Get up! Get up!
get off your seat, get on your feet instead
ya know they scheme to keep ya dreamin
( lying in your bed!)
but if you don't wake up, you're gonna be mislead
by the worthless information being pumped into your head!

(chorus)
well, life can be so unkind
the intricate knots entwine
feelings i'll half explore
wait around every corridor
they're tapping on the door

2) Jump high and fly
break the chains to find what state you're in
state of wonder or confusion, or a state of bliss
we could wallow in tomorrow draggin yesterday's fists
or sail the sea of destiny like : odysseus!

(chorus)

3) So i juxtapose what i know against the brain-set
sweatin, preachin, he ain't even in the game yet
and even though it's flowin slow out of the snake pit steaming venom streams right out the mouths of
fuckin hypocrites!

(chorus)
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: none-ya on November 19, 2010, 05:49:11 PM
SLAVES   -   Large Mammal

1)the streets are all empty/my blood turns to flame
you put a knife in my heart/when you stuck that spike in your vein
there's some trash on the dashboard/the wind blows lame/your eyes roll back/i look away.

(chorus)
can you taste the stars shining/with your arm tied tight/does the candle burn you stomach as it's snuffing out the light/ are there just no more oasis/what happened to delight/how long have we been slaves/to something white?

2) howl at the rainbows/at night cant vent this new rage/wouldn't Napoleon envy/the words roll off the page
why cant i stop this tirade/why am i so damn concerned/out on the edge of the twilight/i face away from all those bridges that i've burned.

(chorus2)
but can you taste the stars shining with your lips around that pipe?/does the candle burn your stomach as it/snuffs out the light/are there just no more oasis/what happened to delight?/how long have we been slaves/to something white?
(repeat v1)
(repeat chorus 2)
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: SEKTO on November 20, 2010, 08:49:39 AM
(Wish I Could Fly Like) Superman
The Kinks


Woke up this morning, started to sneeze
I had a cigarette and a cup of tea
I looked in the mirror what did I see
A nine stone weakling with knobbly knees
I did my knees bend press ups touch my toes
I had another sneeze and I blew my nose
I looked in the mirror at my pigeon chest
I had to put on my clothes because it made me depressed
Surely there must be a way
For me to change the shape I'm in
Dissatisfied is what I am
I want to be a better man

Superman Superman wish I could fly like Superman
Superman Superman I want to be like Superman
I want to be like Superman
Superman Superman wish I could fly like Superman

Woke up this morning, what did I see
A big black cloud hanging over me
I switched on the radio and nearly dropped dead
The news was so bad that I fell out of bed
There was a gas strike, oil strike, lorry strike, bread strike
Got to be a Superman to survive
Gas bills, rent bills, tax bills, phone bills
I'm such a wreck but I'm staying alive

[Look in the paper, what do I see,
Robbery, violence, insanity.]

Hey girl we've got to get out of this place
There's got to be something better than this
I need you, but I hate to see you this way
If I were Superman then we'd fly away
I'd really like to change the world
And save it from the mess it's in
I'm too weak, I'm so thin
I'd like to fly but I can't even swim

Superman Superman I want to fly like Superman
Superman Superman wish I could fly like Superman
Superman Superman wish I could fly like Superman
Superman Superman I want to be like Superman
Superman Superman I want to fly like Superman
Title: The Kinks--"Big Sky"
Post by: RTP2003 on November 20, 2010, 04:24:25 PM
Big Sky looks down on all the people looking up at the Big Sky.
Everybody pushing one another around
Big Sky feels sad when he sees the children scream and cry
But the Big Sky is too big to let it get him down.

Big Sky too big to cry
Big Sky too high to see
People like you and me

One day we'll be free, we won't care, just you see
'Til that day can be, don't let it get you down
When I feel that the world is too much for me
I think of the Big Sky, and nothing matters much to me.

Big Sky looks down on all the people who think they got problems
They get depressed and they hold their head in their hands and cry.
People lift up their hands and they look up to the Big Sky
But the Big Sky is too big to sympathize

Big Sky's too occupied
Though he would like to try
And he feels bad inside
Big Sky's too big to cry

One day we'll be free, we won't care, just you wait and see
'Til that day can be, don't let it get you down.
Title: WEEN--"She Fucks Me"
Post by: RTP2003 on November 28, 2010, 08:54:38 PM
Ween--"She Fucks Me"

Pork roll egg and cheese on a kaiser bun
[repeat throughout background of song]

I met her at the Living Earth Show
She crossed the room, the lights sank low
We're together, she really digs me -- she fucks me
Who could think I could be so happy?
When I'm cold, I know she's keepin' me warm
We're together, she really digs me -- she fucks me

She's in my arms, she's in my heart, yeah
Pins and needles up and down my spine
We're together, she really digs me now
She fucks me, she fucks me
She fucks me

She fucks me
Right on

She fucks me
On the downlow
She fucks me
Title: Robert Plant--"Ship Of Fools"
Post by: RTP2003 on November 29, 2010, 11:45:17 AM
On waves of love my heart is breaking
And stranger still my self control I can't rely on anymore
New tides surprise - my world it's changing
Within this frame an ocean swells - behind this smile I know it well
Beneath a lover's moon I'm waiting
I am the pilot of the storm - adrift in pleasure I may drown
I built this ship - it is my making
And furthermore my self control I can't rely on anymore
I know why - I know why
Crazy on a ship of fools
Crazy on a ship of fools
Turn this boat around - back to my loving ground
Who claims that no man is an island
While I land up in jeopardy - more distant from you by degrees
I walk this shore in isolation
And at my feet eternity draws ever sweeter plans for me
I know why - I know why
Crazy on a ship of fools
Crazy on a ship of fools
Turn this boat around - back to my loving ground
Oh no, oh no - ship of fools
Title: Led Zeppelin--"All My Love"
Post by: RTP2003 on November 29, 2010, 11:50:10 AM
Should I fall out of love, my fire in the light
To chase a feather in the wind?
Within the glow that weaves a cloak of delight
There moves a thread that has no end.

For many hours and days that pass ever soon
The tides have caused the flame to dim
At last the arm is straight, the hand to the loom
Is this to end or just begin?

[Chorus:] All of my love, all of my love, All of my love to you. [repeat]

The cup is raised, the toast is made yet again
One voice is clear above the din
Proud Aryan one word, my will to sustain
For me, the cloth once more to spin

[Chorus]

Yours is the cloth, mine is the hand that sews time
His is the force that lies within
Ours is the fire, all the warmth we can find
He is a feather in the wind

[Chorus]
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Whooter on November 29, 2010, 12:03:40 PM
King Crimson

21 St Century Schizoid Man

Cat's foot iron claw
Neuro-surgeons scream for more
At paranoia's poison door.
Twenty first century schizoid man.

Blood rack barbed wire
Polititians' funeral pyre
Innocents raped with napalm fire
Twenty first century schizoid man.



(http://http://static.songlyrics.com/album_covers/8/king-crimson-in-the-court-of-the-crimson-king/king-crimson-48458-in-the-court-of-the-crimson-king.jpg)

...
Title: Pink Floyd--"Money"
Post by: RTP2003 on November 29, 2010, 12:08:04 PM
Money
Get away
You get a good job with more pay and you're okay
Money
It's a gas
Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash
New car, caviar, four star daydream
Think I'll buy me a football team

Money
Well, get back
I'm all right Jack
Keep your hands off of my stack
Money
It's a hit
Don't give me that do goody good bullshit
I'm in the high-fidelity first class travelling set
I think I need a Lear jet

Money
It's a crime
Share it fairly
But don't take a slice of my pie
Money
So they say
Is the root of all evil today
But if you ask for a raise
It's no surprise that they're giving none away
Title: Interpol - "Obstacle 2"
Post by: Froderik on November 29, 2010, 12:11:22 PM
I'm gonna pull you in close
I'm gonna wrap you up tight
I'm gonna play with the braids that you came here with tonight
I'm gonna hold your face and toast the snow that fell
Because friends don't waste wine when there's words to sell

I feel like love is in the kitchen with a culinary eye
I think he's making something special
And I'm smart enough to try
If you don't trust yourself for at least one minute each day
Well you should trust in this, girl, cause loving is coming our way

If you can fix me up, girl, we'll go a long way
If you can fix me up, girl, we'll go a long way

(Take my love in real small doses.)

I will stand by all this drinking if it helps me through these days
It takes a long time just to get this all straight
I'll showcase on Route 7 when I find the right place
It takes a long time just to get this all straight

In my mind, this is my free-time

Because friends don't waste wine when there's words to sell

If you can fix me up, girl, we'll go a long way
If you can fix me up, girl, we'll go a long way

(Take my love in real small doses)

I will stand by all this drinking if it helps me through these days
But I've spent a long time corresponding in my own way
I'll showcase on Route 7 when I find the right place
But it takes a long time just to get this all straight

In my mind, this is my free time...

To let it all away
Spend it all today
Spend it all today
It took time then I found you
It took time then I found you
It took time then I found you
It took time then I found you
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: RTP2003 on November 29, 2010, 12:25:17 PM
that's Interpol?   I will have to check them out.   I always thought they were too trendy for my taste, but those are great lyrics.   I must attend an Interpol show at some point so I can ultimately decide whether they are poseur cheesemongers or not, and whether or not that is good or bad.
Title: Soundtracks of Our Lives--"In Your Veins"
Post by: RTP2003 on November 29, 2010, 12:48:04 PM
Trees are falling all around
Silent clouds are on the ground
Someone whispers in your ear
This is what you long to hear

I'm on your side
And I am also blue
Cause I am still a child
And I know that you are too

Pancakes spinning 'round the sun
Flat earth projects has begun
Catwalk on suburban trains
Summer is inside your veins (your veins)

And I am on your side
For  I am also blue
Cause I am still a child
And know that you are too
Yes I am on your side
And I am all so blue
And don't you feel inside, that I still believe in you
I still believe in you
Title: Soundtrack Of Our Lives--"Galaxy Gramaphone"
Post by: RTP2003 on November 29, 2010, 12:53:45 PM
Well, I can live my life anytime I want with a Galaxy Gramophone
And I can pitch my soul at any speed I like
Depending what level you're on
In the space between a subconscious track
I'm hung up shakin' hands with myself
As I try make my serial plans through the eye of a storm
To centre of the Milky Way

Well I can pick up a life anywhere I choose
On my Galaxy Gramophone
And I can make it sound so beatiful by scratching in a twilight zone
A rereversal unichorusverse for puppets on a cosmic string
As I pass around a loop through the eye of a storm
To centre of the milky way

Well I can live my life at any speed i like
Depending who's turning me on
As I try to make my way back home through the eye of a storm
To the centre of the milky way
Through the centre of a milky way
To the bottom of the milky way...
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Froderik on November 29, 2010, 12:56:15 PM
Quote from: "RTP2003"
that's Interpol?   I will have to check them out.   I always thought they were too trendy for my taste, but those are great lyrics.   I must attend an Interpol show at some point so I can ultimately decide whether they are poseur cheesemongers or not, and whether or not that is good or bad.

Yeah! Never seen 'em live, but have been listening to their 2002 release Turn On The Bright Lights a lot lately...Nevermind how they look (I know what you mean), it's a phenomenal album! I had downloaded some tracks from it years ago, and liked them ok back then, but finally checked out the album in its entirety last week... it's good start to finish!

Here's a good article about it:
http://www.prefixmag.com/reviews/interp ... hts/13208/ (http://www.prefixmag.com/reviews/interpol/turn-on-the-bright-lights/13208/)
Title: What Shall We Do Now?/ Empty Spaces
Post by: RTP2003 on November 30, 2010, 12:56:53 AM
Pink Floyd -"What Shall We Do Now?/Empty Spaces"


(backwards message)
"Congratulations, You have just discovered the secret message.
Please send your answer to 'Old Pink',
Care of the funny farm, Chalfont..."
(interrupted)
"Roger, Caroline's on the phone..."



What shall we use
To fill the empty spaces
Where we used to talk?
How shall I fill
The final places?
How should I complete the wall...



What shall we use to fill the empty spaces
Where waves of hunger roar?
Shall we set out across this sea of faces
In search of more and more applause?

Shall we buy a new guitar?
Shall we drive a more powerful car?
Shall we work straight through the night?
Shall we get into fights?
Leave the lights on at night?
Drop bombs in the streets?
Do tours of the east?
Contract disease?
Bury bones?
Break up homes?
Send flowers by phone?
Take to drink?
Go to shrinks?
Give up meat?
Rarely sleep?
Keep people as pets?
Train dogs?
Raise rats?
Fill the attic with cash?
Bury treasure?
Store up leisure?
But never relax at all
With our backs to the wall
Backs to the Wall
Title: Pink Floyd--"Vera"
Post by: RTP2003 on November 30, 2010, 12:58:02 AM
Does anybody here remember Vera Lynn?
Remember how she said that
We would meet again
Some sunny day?
Vera! Vera!
What has become of you?
Does anybody else here
Feel the way I do?
Title: Iggy Pop--"Sick of You"
Post by: RTP2003 on November 30, 2010, 12:23:30 PM
Goodbye Betsy I'm goin' away
I'm sick of you and there ain't no way
Don't want to know, dont want to see
Don't you ever bother me
Sick of hanging around your pad
Sick of your Mom and sick of your Dad
Yeah and Betsy,
its sad but true,
now I'm even sick of you.

No way, no way, no way
No way, no way, no way
No way, for our love
No way for our love
Cuz I'm sick of you.

Good bye Betsy I'm going away.
Sick of you and I dont wanna stay
Dont want to know, dont want to see
Dont you ever bother me
Sick of hanging around your pad
Sick of your Mom and sick of your Dad
Yes and Betsy its sad but true
Now I'm even sick of you.
No way, no way, no way
No way, no way, no way
No way, for our love,
No way for our love
Cuz I'm sick of you

Every evening and every day,
Seems to always turn out this way,
To get an end
I better find new love,
then you'll pay,
then youll pay,
aint no way.
Cuz im sick of you.

Goodbye Betsy I'm going away,
Sick of you and I dont wanna stay
Don't want to know , don't want to see
Don't you ever, bother me ....
Title: Black Sabbath - "Behind the Wall of Sleep"
Post by: Froderik on December 01, 2010, 10:24:08 PM
Visions cupped within a flower
Deadly petals with strange power
Faces shine a deadly smile
Look upon you at your trial

Chill and numbs from head to toe
Icy sun with frosty glow
Words that grow read to your sorrow
Words that grow read no tomorrow

Feel your spirit rise with the breeze
Feel your body falling to its knees
Sleeping wall of remorse
Turns your body to a corpse
Turns your body to a corpse
Turns your body to a corpse
Sleeping wall of remorse
Turns your body to a corpse

Now from darkness there springs light
Wall of Sleep is cool and bright
Wall of Sleep is lying broken
Sun shines in you have awoken
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Whooter on December 01, 2010, 10:42:11 PM
Don't come around here no more,
bringing me all of your bad rain.
Can't you see I've got troubles of my own.
I ain't got time to be messing with all of your bad rain,
why in the world can't you just leave that stuff alone?

There was a time we had a good thing going on,
you and I both know the reason why it all went wrong.
Tried to stick by you, help you see it through,
but you used me all up, now you're on your own.

So, don't come around here no more,
bringing me all of your bad rain.
Can't you see I've got troubles of my own.
I ain't got time to be messing with all of your bad rain,
why in the world can't you just leave that stuff alone?

Well I tried and tried again, to be good to you,
but you won't a hear a word and I don't know what it's coming to.
Comes a time when you just have to turn and, walk away,
there's nothing left to do, nothing left to say.
So, don't come around here no more,
bringing me all of your bad rain.
Can't you see I've got troubles of my own.
I ain't got time to be messing with all of your bad rain,
why in the world can't you just leave that stuff alone?

I ain't someone to be preaching to nobody else,
ain't going to try and pretend to be living that clean myself.
Can't stand by and watch you throw your life away,
But there's nothing left to do, nothing left to say.
So, don't come around here no more,
bringing me all of your bad rain.
Can't you see I've got troubles of my own.

I ain't got time to be messing with all of your bad rain,
why in the world can't you just leave that stuff alone?
Why in the world can't you just leave that stuff alone?



...
Title: Black Sabbath - "Wicked World"
Post by: Froderik on December 01, 2010, 10:45:23 PM
The world today is such a wicked place
Fighting going on between the human race
People got to work just to earn their bread
While people just across the sea are counting their dead

A politician's job they say is very high
For he has to choose who's got to go and die
They can put a man on the moon quite easy
while people here on Earth are dying of all diseases

A woman goes to work every day after day
She just goes to work just to earn her pay
Child sitting crying by a life that's harder
He doesn't even know who is his father
Title: The Band - The Weight
Post by: Whooter on December 01, 2010, 10:48:30 PM
I pulled into Nazareth, was feeling 'bout half past dead
I just need some place where I can lay my head
"Hey, Mister, can you tell me, where a man might find a bed?"
He just grinned and shook my hand, "No" was all he said


Take a load off Fanny, take a load for free
Take a load off Fanny, and you put the load right on me


I picked up my bag, I went looking for a place to hide
When I saw old Carmen and the devil walking side by side
I said, "Hey, Carmen, come on, let's go downtown"
She said, "I gotta go, but my friend can stick around"


Go down, Miss Moses, there's nothin' you can say
It's just old Luke, and Luke's waiting on the judgement day
"Well, Luke, my friend, what about young Anna Lee?"
He said, "Do me a favor, son, won't you stay and keep Anna Lee company?"


Crazy Chester followed me, and he caught me in the fog
Said, "I will fix your rack, if you'll take Jack, my dog"
I said, "Wait a minute Chester, you know, I'm a peaceful man"
He said, "That's OK, boy, won't you feed him when you can"


Catch a Cannonball, now take me down the line
My bag is sinking low, and I do believe it's time
To get back to miss Fanny, you know she's the only one
Who sent me here with her regards for everyone

...
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: seamus on December 08, 2010, 09:14:48 PM
John Townes Van Zandt                    THE SNAKE SONG
 
You cant hold me
Im too slippery
I do no sleepin
I get lonely
You can touch me
if you want to
I got poison
I just might bite you

Lie in circles
on the sunlight
shine like diamonds
on a dark night
aint no mercy
in my smilin'
only fangs
and sweet beguilin'

Future he dont
try to find me
skin I been thru
dies behind me
solid hollow
wrapped in hatred
not a drop of
venom wasted

You can slip in
try to find me
hold your breath
flat deny me
makes no diffrence
to my thinkin'
Ill be here when
you start sinkin'
Title: Joni Mitchell - "Woodstock"
Post by: Froderik on December 08, 2010, 11:22:05 PM
I came upon a child of God
He was walking along the road
And I asked him where are you going
And this he told me
I'm going on down to Yasgur's farm
I'm going to join in a rock 'n' roll band
I'm going to camp out on the land
I'm going to try an' get my soul free

We are stardust
We are golden
And we've got to get ourselves
Back to the garden

Then can I walk beside you
I have come here to lose the smog
And I feel to be a cog in something turning
Well maybe it is just the time of year
Or maybe it's the time of man
I don't know who I am
But you know life is for learning

We are stardust
We are golden
And we've got to get ourselves
Back to the garden

By the time we got to Woodstock
We were half a million strong
And everywhere there was song and celebration
And I dreamed I saw the bombers
Riding shotgun in the sky
And they were turning into butterflies
Above our nation

We are stardust
Billion year old carbon
We are golden
Caught in the devil's bargain
And we've got to get ourselves
back to the garden
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: none-ya on December 08, 2010, 11:23:54 PM
Mike Doughty
Busting Up A Starbucks
 
It will always be
The end of time
The end of law
The end of life
The dogs will howl
And yank the leash
From tree to tree
From each to each

Does the man who makes the shoes own you, clown?
You can’t even pry the nameplate off, now can you?
Fix it with your tiny fist there
James Van Der Beek and them sisters from Sister, Sister
The only one that’s ever felt this is you
The force that’s forcing you
To feel like busting up a Starbucks.

This bitter drink
Has made you drunk
The thoughts you think
Become unthunk
The sea’s ablaze
The sky is too
The water’s red
And the flames are blue
Title: EXILE by SLAYER
Post by: Dethgurl on December 09, 2010, 10:34:01 AM
Even though some things are better left unsaid There's a few things I need to get off my chest I need to vent - let me tell you why

I'm suicidal, maniacal, self-destructive You leave me no hope, no life Nothing worth living for I've taken it, can't take it anymore My worst nightmare You make me want to slit my own fucking throat Just so I'll be rid of you Just to get rid of you

You self-righteous fuck Give me a reason not to rip your fucking face off Why don't you take a good look in these eyes Cause I'm the one that's gonna tear your fucking heart out My hate is contagious; you've got no one to run to EXILE

Just tell me fucking why everything becomes an issue Your opinion is always senseless - fuck this You make my fucking skin crawl I've lived with it - can't stand anymore My worst nightmare I want to take a bullet in the fucking head Every time I think of you, every time I think of you

You self-righteous fuck Give me a reason not to rip your fucking face off Why don't you take a good look in these eyes Cause I'm the one that's gonna tear your fucking heart out My hate is contagious Anyone else need to vent? You've tried my tolerance; I just want you to die

There's nothing more for me to say There's nothing more for you to say There's nothing more for us to say I fucking hate you anyway EXILE

Can't count the ways that you light my fuckin fuse I can't tolerate the sight of you, the thought of you or anything about you You know what I want to see? How many ways can a loser fucking lose I know you'll find a way The humility awakening the idiot inside You spineless fucking maggot - you're just wasting my time Get out of my face - Get out of my life Out of my fucking way - Just die
http://http://youtu.be/9mzlcl3yZuY
Title: fuck Bob Dylan........
Post by: RTP2003 on December 12, 2010, 09:42:48 PM
Gordon Lightfoot--"Sundown"

I can see her lyin' back in her satin dress
In a room where you do what you don't confess.
Sundown, you better take care
If I find you been creepin' round my back stairs.
Sundown, you better take care
If I find you been creepin' round my back stairs.
                                                   
She's been lookin' like a queen in a sailor's dream
And she don't always say what she really means.
Sometimes I think it's a shame
When I get feelin' better when I'm feelin' no pain.
Sometimes I think it's a shame
When I get feelin' better when I'm feelin' no pain.
                                                   
I can picture ev'ry move that a man could make;
Gettin' lost in her lovin' is your first mistake.
Sundown, you better take care
If I find you been creepin' round my back stairs.
Sometimes I think it's a sin
When I feel like I'm winnin' when I'm losin' again.
                                                   
I can see her lookin' fast in her faded jeans;
She's a hard lovin' woman, got me feelin' mean.
Sometimes I think it's a shame
When I get feelin' better when I'm feelin' no pain.
Sundown, you better take care
If I find you been creepin' round my back stairs.
                                                   
Sundown you better take care
If I find you been creepin' round my back stairs.
Sometimes I think it's a sin
When I feel like I'm winnin' when I'm losin' again.
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: none-ya on December 12, 2010, 09:46:57 PM
Gordon Lightfoot?
That must be some GOOD WEED.
Title: No, I mean it---fuck Bob Dylan......
Post by: RTP2003 on December 12, 2010, 09:49:42 PM
Roy Harper--"The Same Old Rock"

All along the ancient wastes the thin reflections spin
That gather all the times and tides at once we love within
That build the edges round the shrouds that cloud the setting sun
And carry us to other days and other days to one
And full the single stillness of the mirror that is made
By each and every one of all the colours in a shade
Inside each eye is sitting like the sword inside the blade
And longs for once upon a chance to open love's cascade
For here we stand – hand to hand
Fighting for the Promised Land

And you try to tell me with consternation
That you have found me a brand new lock
Then you try to warn me that there's only one combination
One new sling – the same old rock

There is a famous straggler stood on the edge of time
Who held the staff but did not feel the pain
He multiplied the mystery with utterance sublime
And crossed his heart for those who died insane

His friend a restless mouthpiece 7000 years of age
Trends to flash a face to shape his ways
Everlasting light is burning bright inside his cage
He's only got to breathe to fan the blaze

Such a groove to have him here on-board Her Ladyship
The man who makes his living out of bed
Such a gas to see him flying through his ceaseless lip
One day, someday soon, he'll lose his head
And withering in the galleries with eyes fixed on the door
Are who and you and me and thanks a lot
And those who see but cannot stand to walk on any floor
For fear that good is something bad is not

But loud and clear is the call
In black and white across your wall
Damn it all, man, can't you see

And you try to tell me with consternation
That you have found me a brand new lock
Then you try to warn me that there's only one combination
One new sling – the same old rock
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: none-ya on December 12, 2010, 09:55:24 PM
Where Your Eyes Don't Go Lyrics
Artist: They Might Be Giants Album: Lincoln


 
Where your eyes don't go a filthy scarecrow waves its broomstick arms
And does a parody of each unconscious thing you do
When you turn around to look it's gone behind you
On its face it's wearing your confused expression
Where your eyes don't go

Where your eyes don't go a part of you is hovering
It's a nightmare that you'll never be discovering
You're free to come and go or talk like Kurtis Blow
But there's a pair of eyes in back of your head

Every jumbled pile of person has a thinking part that wonders
What the part that isn't thinking isn't thinking of
Should you worry when the skullhead is in front of you
Or is it worse because it's always waiting where your eyes don't go?

Where your eyes don't go a part of you is hovering
It's a nightmare that you'll never be discovering
You're free to come and go or talk like Kurtis Blow
But there's a pair of eyes in back of your head

Where your eyes don't go a filthy scarecrow waves its broomstick arms
And does a parody of each unconscious thing you do
When you turn around to look it's gone behind you
On its face it's wearing your confused expression
Where your eyes don't go
Title: Re: fuck Bob Dylan........
Post by: Froderik on December 13, 2010, 11:38:40 AM
Quote from: "RTP2003"
Gordon Lightfoot--"Sundown"

 I liked that song growing up.. my dad used to have that album..
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: SEKTO on December 14, 2010, 06:32:21 PM
13th Floor Elevators--
Slip Inside This House


Bedoin tribes ascending
From the egg into the flower,
Alpha information sending
State within the heaven shower
From disciples the unending
Subtleties of river power
They slip inside this house as they pass by

If your limbs begin dissolving
In the water that you tread
All surroundings are evolving
In the stream that clears your head
Find yourself a caravan
Like Noah must have led
And slip inside this house as you pass by.
Slip inside this house as you pass by.

True conception, knowing why
Brings even more than meets the eye
Slip inside this house as you pass by.

In this dark we call creation
We can be and feel and know
From an effort, comfort station
That's surviving on the go
There's infinite survival in
The high baptismal glow.
Slip inside this house as you pass by.

There is no season when you are grown
You are always risen from the seeds you've sown
There is no reason to rise alone
Other stories given have sages of their own.

Live where your heart can be given
And your life starts to unfold
In the forms you envision
In this dream that's ages old
On the river layer is the only sayer
You receive all you can hold
Like you've been told.

Every day's another dawning
Give the morning winds a chance
Always catch your thunder yawning
Lift your mind into the dance
Sweep the shadows from your awning
Shrink the fourfold circumstance
That lies outside this house don't pass it by.

Higher worlds that you uncover
Light the path you want to roam
You compare there and discover
You won't need a shell of foam
Twice born gypsies care and keep
The nowhere of their former home
They slip inside this house as they pass by.
Slip inside this house as you pass by.

You think you can't, you wish you could
I know you can, I wish you would
Slip inside this house as you pass by.

Four and twenty birds of Maya
Baked into an atom you
Polarized into existence
Magnet heart from red to blue
To such extent the realm of dark
Within the picture it seems true
But slip inside this house and then decide.

All your lightning waits inside you
Travel it along your spine
Seven stars receive your visit
Seven seals remain divine
Seven churches filled with spirit,
Treasure from the angels' mine
Slip inside this house as you pass by.
Slip inside this house as you pass by.

The space you make has your own laws
No longer human gods are cause
The center of this house will never die.

There is no season when you are grown
You are always risen from the seeds you've sown
There is no reason to rise alone
Other stories given have sages of their own.

Draw from the well of unchanging
Its union nourishes on
In the right re-arranging
Till the last confusion is gone
Water-brothers trust in the ultimust
Of the always singing song they pass along.

One-eyed men aren't really reigning
They just march in place until
Two-eyed men with mystery training
Finally feel the power fill
Three-eyed men are not complaining.
They can yo-yo where they will
They slip inside this house as they pass by.
Don't pass it by.
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: RTP2003 on December 24, 2010, 09:42:07 PM
Quote from: "SEKTO"
13th Floor Elevators--
Slip Inside This House


Bedoin tribes ascending
From the egg into the flower,
Alpha information sending
State within the heaven shower
From disciples the unending
Subtleties of river power
They slip inside this house as they pass by

If your limbs begin dissolving
In the water that you tread
All surroundings are evolving
In the stream that clears your head
Find yourself a caravan
Like Noah must have led
And slip inside this house as you pass by.
Slip inside this house as you pass by.

True conception, knowing why
Brings even more than meets the eye
Slip inside this house as you pass by.

In this dark we call creation
We can be and feel and know
From an effort, comfort station
That's surviving on the go
There's infinite survival in
The high baptismal glow.
Slip inside this house as you pass by.

There is no season when you are grown
You are always risen from the seeds you've sown
There is no reason to rise alone
Other stories given have sages of their own.

Live where your heart can be given
And your life starts to unfold
In the forms you envision
In this dream that's ages old
On the river layer is the only sayer
You receive all you can hold
Like you've been told.

Every day's another dawning
Give the morning winds a chance
Always catch your thunder yawning
Lift your mind into the dance
Sweep the shadows from your awning
Shrink the fourfold circumstance
That lies outside this house don't pass it by.

Higher worlds that you uncover
Light the path you want to roam
You compare there and discover
You won't need a shell of foam
Twice born gypsies care and keep
The nowhere of their former home
They slip inside this house as they pass by.
Slip inside this house as you pass by.

You think you can't, you wish you could
I know you can, I wish you would
Slip inside this house as you pass by.

Four and twenty birds of Maya
Baked into an atom you
Polarized into existence
Magnet heart from red to blue
To such extent the realm of dark
Within the picture it seems true
But slip inside this house and then decide.

All your lightning waits inside you
Travel it along your spine
Seven stars receive your visit
Seven seals remain divine
Seven churches filled with spirit,
Treasure from the angels' mine
Slip inside this house as you pass by.
Slip inside this house as you pass by.

The space you make has your own laws
No longer human gods are cause
The center of this house will never die.

There is no season when you are grown
You are always risen from the seeds you've sown
There is no reason to rise alone
Other stories given have sages of their own.

Draw from the well of unchanging
Its union nourishes on
In the right re-arranging
Till the last confusion is gone
Water-brothers trust in the ultimust
Of the always singing song they pass along.

One-eyed men aren't really reigning
They just march in place until
Two-eyed men with mystery training
Finally feel the power fill
Three-eyed men are not complaining.
They can yo-yo where they will
They slip inside this house as they pass by.
Don't pass it by.


^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
Should be the National Anthem...........
Title: The Gun Club---"Carry Home"
Post by: RTP2003 on December 24, 2010, 09:44:04 PM
Come down to the willow garden
with me
come go with me
come go and see

Although I've howled across fields and my eyes
turned grey
are yours still the same?
are you still the same?

Carry Home
I have returned
through so many highways
and so many tears

Your letter never survived the heat of
my hand
my burning hand
my sweating hand

Your love never survived the heat of
my heart
my violent heart
in the dark

Carry Home
I have returned
through so many highways
and so many tears

Carry Home to where I am from
carry to the place that I have come
carry to the dust and flies behind me
carry to the cracks and caves on the face of me

Oh, but I didn't change, I just had to work
Yeah, but I didn't change, I just had to work
and now I'm home, and now I'm home
do you still want me?
Now, that I'm home

Come down to the willow garden with me
come go with me
come go and see
Title: My Human Gets Me Blues
Post by: Froderik on January 13, 2011, 12:29:54 PM
I saw yuh baby dancin' in your x-ray gingham dress
I knew you were under duress
I knew you were under yer dress
Just keep comin' Jesus
Your the best dressed
You look dandy in the sky but you don't scare me
Cause I got you here in my eye
In this lifetime you got m'humangetsmeblues
With yer jaw hangin' slack n' yer hair's curlin'
Like an ole navy fork stickin' in the sunset
The way you were dancin' I knew you'd never come back
You were strainin' t' keep yer
Old black cracked patent shoes
In this lifetime you got m'humangetsmeblues
Well the way you'd been ole lady
I could see the fear in yer windows
Under yer furry crawlin' brow
Uh silver bow rings up in inches
You were afraid you'd be the devils red wife
But it's alright God dug yer dance
'n would have you young 'n in his harum
Dress you the way he wants cause he never had uh doll
Cause everybody made him uh boy
'n God didn't think t' ask his preference
You can bring yer dress 'n yer favorite dog
'n yer husbands cane
'n yer old spotted dog
Cause in this lifetime
You've got m'humangetsmeblues
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: none-ya on January 13, 2011, 12:38:03 PM
The cat got dead :
Oh, the cat got dead; we put him in a box
And we dug a little hole and we covered him with rocks
And we picked a couple dandelions, said a little prayer
And we all went off to bed ‘cause we mostly didn’t care.

But in the middle of the night, a dog started sniffin’
Was a Labrador retriever that belonged to Mrs. Griffin
And even though the cat was smelly and stiff
He thought it’d be a nice addition to Mrs. Griffin’s kitchen

Well throughout the house she has cat curiosities
With kitties on her couch and her coat and her colostomy
People gave her kitty gifts, but all the dog could afford is
A cat he dug up with a case of rigor mortis

When the woman saw the cat, there began the pandemonium
The dog dropped the cat and it clunked to the Congoleum
It snapped back to life right there on the linoleum
Shook its shaggy head out of its catatonium!

From the floor to the counter and all around the kitchen
The cat was chased by the dog, and the dog by Mrs. Griffin
Past the living room couch with a kitty motif
Through the front door screen out into the street…

Well old John Duke drives a delivery route
And he happened to be passing with a van full of fruit
He missed the woman and the dog but his face went pale
‘Cause in a splat the cat was corned beef hash with a tail!

Yuck.

Oh, the cat got dead; we put him in a box
And we dug a little hole and we covered him with rocks
And we picked a couple dandelions, said a little prayer
And we all went off to bed ‘cause we mostly didn’t care
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Samara on January 18, 2011, 01:44:23 PM
I feel like the following is the subliminal anthem of everyone who hates authority. Or rules. Or you and me and everyone in between.

Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me




KILLING IN THE NAME
Killing in the name of!
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Huh!

Killing in the name of!
Killing in the name of

And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
But now you do what they told ya
Well now you do what they told ya

Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites

Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Uggh!

Killing in the name of!
Killing in the name of

And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control (7 times)
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya!

Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
Come on!

Yeah! Come on!

Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Motherfucker!
Uggh!
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Samara on January 18, 2011, 01:53:27 PM
the lyrics aren't anything inventive, but the repetition puts you in the state of mind/energy field.
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: heretik on January 18, 2011, 03:54:30 PM
Quote from: "Samara"
the lyrics aren't anything inventive, but the repetition puts you in the state of mind/energy field.
:roflmao:
Title: Daniel Johnston
Post by: Froderik on January 20, 2011, 12:50:45 PM
Gone with the wild wind
Like it was a dream
Preserved now for all to see
Like nothing you've ever seen

Right this way
to the Museum of Love
Right away
You've got to see 'em
It's love love love

This is right here where he stood
When he wrote those sacred words
And he made a holy vow
And these are the drawings and his library card
And this is the cow

See it all
In the Hall of Sadness
Please don't miss
The Exhibit of Madness

As legend would have it
He had this nasty habit
of a longing that was wronging himself
But still he would persist
In fact he would insist
That there was nothing nobody could do to help

He really loved her
He really did
And his love went 'round and 'round
And though he tried to keep it hid
He had lost what he had found
He had lost what he had found

Now all this pain preserved for all to observe
but please don't touch
It's an inspiration to think or try to believe
That someone could love someone that much
So now we declare a new holiday for lovers everywhere
For each and every one to have their own share
He would have liked it that way

Right this way
to the Museum of Love
Right away
You've got to see 'em
It's love love love
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: seamus on January 21, 2011, 09:06:41 PM
F the CC

 I used to listen to the radio
I dont geuss there litenin to me no more
They talk too much,but thats OK
I dont understand a single word they say
Piss and moan about the immigrants
But dont say nothin bout the president
a democracy dont work that way
I can say anything I wanna say

So fuck the FCC
Fuck the FBI
fuck the CIA
Livin in the motherfuckin USA

People tell me that Im paraniod
and I admit Im gettin pretty nervous boy
It just gets tougher everyday
To sit around and watch it while it slips away
Been called a traitor and a patriot
Call me anything you want to but
Dont forget your history
Dirty Lenny died so we could all be free

So fuck the FCC
Fuck the FBI
Fuck the CIA
LIvin in the motherfuckin USA
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: SEKTO on January 29, 2011, 11:46:03 PM
Whenever I think of a certain friend of mine (you know who you are) I think of this song...

And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow's parties
A hand-me-down dress from who knows where
To all tomorrow's parties

And where will she go and what shall she do
When midnight comes around
She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown
And cry behind the door

And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow's parties
Why silks and linens of yesterday's gowns
To all tomorrow's parties

And what will she do with Thursday's rags
When Monday comes around
She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown
And cry behind the door

And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow's parties
For Thursday's child is Sunday's clown
For whom none will go mourning

A blackened shroud, a hand-me-down gown
Of rags and silks, a costume
Fit for one who sits and cries
For all tomorrow's parties


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CrRVaYF-O4U (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CrRVaYF-O4U)
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: SEKTO on January 29, 2011, 11:52:43 PM
Without going out of my door
I can know all things on earth
With out looking out of my window
I could know the ways of heaven

The farther one travels
The less one knows
The less one really knows

Without going out of your door
You can know all things of earth
With out looking out of your window
You could know the ways of heaven

The farther one travels
The less one knows
The less one really knows

Arrive without travelling
See all without looking
Do all without doing


--George Harrison
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: SEKTO on January 30, 2011, 08:49:50 PM
I'll be your mirror
Reflect what you are, in case you don't know
I'll be the wind, the rain and the sunset
The light on your door to show that you're home

When you think the night has seen your mind
That inside you're twisted and unkind
Let me stand to show that you are blind
Please put down your hands
'Cause I see you

I find it hard to believe you don't know
The beauty that you are
But if you don't let me be your eyes
A hand in your darkness, so you won't be afraid

When you think the night has seen your mind
That inside you're twisted and unkind
Let me stand to show that you are blind
Please put down your hands
'Cause I see you

I'll be your mirror


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=an9DoVBHHr8 (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=an9DoVBHHr8)
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: SEKTO on January 31, 2011, 11:46:30 PM
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FjjDmX9T ... re=related (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FjjDmX9Tkss&feature=related)

Here she comes, you better watch your step
She's going to break your heart in two, it's true
It's not hard to realize
Just look into her false colored eyes
She builds you up to just put you down, what a clown

'Cause everybody knows (She's a femme fatale)
The things she does to please (She's a femme fatale)
She's just a little tease (She's a femme fatale)
See the way she walks
Hear the way she talks

You're written in her book
You're number 37, have a look
She's going to smile to make you frown, what a clown
Little boy, she's from the street
Before you start, you're already beat
She's gonna play you for a fool, yes it's true

'Cause everybody knows (She's a femme fatale)
The things she does to please (She's a femme fatale)
She's just a little tease (She's a femme fatale)
See the way she walks
Hear the way she talks
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: SEKTO 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.
Title: Foster the People--"Pumped Up Kicks"
Post by: Dissolver 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
Title: Peter Bjorn and John--"Young Folks"
Post by: Dissolver 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
Title: Third Eye Blind "Semi-Charmed Life"
Post by: Dissolver 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
Title: Primitive Radio Gods
Post by: Dissolver 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)
Title: Cornershop--"Brimful of Asha"
Post by: Dissolver 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
Title: Savoy Truffle
Post by: SEKTO 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.
Title: Lords of the New Church--The Lord's Prayer
Post by: RTP2003 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
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: SEKTO 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
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: SEKTO 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...
Title: Brother Sun, Sister Moon
Post by: SEKTO 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 (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F7d-B1LZWWY)
Title: Deadsy--"She Likes Big Words"
Post by: RTP2003 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
Title: T.S.O.L. - "Code Blue"
Post by: Froderik 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!
Title: 13th Floor Elevators
Post by: SEKTO 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!
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: SEKTO 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'
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: SEKTO on March 08, 2011, 07:32:03 PM
Dust from your skin
Must trust, when it scatters
Only love matters
It's been overjoyed
Scents and perfumes
Whence, since your higher fragrance
Is memory
Incense and never destroy
Every stop we've taken
Is now a wonderous shrine
Where nature is in order
Your sense is sensing mine
As I love you
All the creatures play
As I love you
Now it's safe to say
There's no hang up in our way
The trees in our gaze
will show us the love that we breath in
This shouldn't amaze
They openly love all they are
And love's all they are
Gifts, to begin
Bliss, cliffs of expression
They suit our impression
and every whim.
Taste has got thirst
Faced, waste
Beyond uses,
with so many juices
Were filled to the brim
Our pleasure's not forsaken
we cultivate our bend
More chances re-awaken when beginning meets the end
As I love you,
Now it's safe to say
There's no hang up in our way
As I love you
The faith that we build
Will strengthen our close growing closer
Till waiting is filled
We simply remember we are,
where ever we are.
Clay that we print
May stay as we mold it
but will never hold it
The promise is long
Till we're complete
Will, still is intention
We still need attention to help us along
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: RTP2003 on March 09, 2011, 02:55:21 AM
Quote from: "SEKTO"
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'

Hey SEKTO, you ever hear Where The Pyramid Meets The Eye--A Tribute To Roky Erickson?   It's a comp album of Elevators and Roky solo songs covered by artists as diverse as Primal Scream, ZZ Top, Jesus and Mary Chain, Butthole Surfers, John Wesley Harding, T-Bone Burnette, Sister Double Happiness, Doug Sahm, and others.   Really interesting takes on the songs, from pretty-much-a-note-for-note cover versions  (Butthole Surfers doing "Earthquake"), to really out-there arrangements (Primal Scream doing "Slip Inside This House", Chris and Tabby Thomas covering "Leave Your Body Behind").  All in all, a really fun collection, and one that has helped me in my project to swell the ranks of Elevators and Roky devotees---after hearing the covers, they are more receptive to hearing the original Roky Erickson or 13th Floor Elevators recordings.  Add a heroic dose of psilocybn, and the indoctrination is complete............
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: SEKTO on March 09, 2011, 09:45:04 PM
Quote
Hey SEKTO, you ever hear Where The Pyramid Meets The Eye--A Tribute To Roky Erickson? It's a comp album of Elevators and Roky solo songs covered by artists as diverse as Primal Scream, ZZ Top, Jesus and Mary Chain, Butthole Surfers, John Wesley Harding, T-Bone Burnette, Sister Double Happiness, Doug Sahm, and others. Really interesting takes on the songs, from pretty-much-a-note-for-note cover versions (Butthole Surfers doing "Earthquake"), to really out-there arrangements (Primal Scream doing "Slip Inside This House", Chris and Tabby Thomas covering "Leave Your Body Behind"). All in all, a really fun collection, and one that has helped me in my project to swell the ranks of Elevators and Roky devotees---after hearing the covers, they are more receptive to hearing the original Roky Erickson or 13th Floor Elevators recordings. Add a heroic dose of psilocybn, and the indoctrination is complete............

No, I've never heard of that of which you write, friend, but will look into it for sure.  Sounds good.  Yeah, the Elevators were a great band, and way ahead of their time.  I really dig on that psychedelic jug-band sound; it trips me out.  And from Texas, no less!  I love listening to Easter Everywhere while on the trains to and from school, and while riding about in the city.

She lives, no fear
Doubtless in everything she knows
Through time unchecked,
The sureness of her flows.
She leaves herself inside you when she goes.

She lives in a time of her own...

You have always heard her speaking,
She's always been in your ear.
Her voice sounds a tone within you,
Listen to the words you hear.
Her time has no past or future,
She lives everything she sees.
Her time doesn't spin outside here,
It's in every breath she breaths.

She lives in a time of her own...

Her love whips hard
Like wind and stands in eager pain.

She wins your thoughts
And drives your inner planes.
She clears and shares
A love that never strains.

She lives in a time of her own...

You have always heard her speaking,
She's always been in your ear.
Her voice sounds a tone within you,
Listen to the words you hear.
Her time has no past or future,
She lives everything she sees.
Her time doesn't spin outside here,
It's in every breath she breaths.

She lives in a time of her own...

Her eyes like light reflect the aura of her hair.
She sends, attends, behind an alpha stare.
She seeks the stars and spirals up their stairs.

She lives in a time of her own.
She lives in a time of her own.
she lives in a time of her own.
she lives in a time of her own.
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: SEKTO on March 15, 2011, 06:47:22 PM
Well, you finally find your helpless mind,
is trapped inside your skin.
You want to leave,
but you believe you won't get back again.
You only know ,
you have to go but still you can't get out.
You try and try,
you die and die.
You're stopped by your own doubt.
Reverberation,
reverberation.
You find no peace,
it doesn't cease,
it's deadly irritation.
It keeps you blind,
it's there behind,
your every hesitation.
It holds your thought,
your mind is caught,
your fixed with fascination.
You think you'll die,
it's just a lie,
it's backward elevation!
Reverberation,
reverberation.
You see reverberation,
in your latest incarnation,
You think it's a sensation,
but it's just reverberation.
You start to serve,
the downward curve,
that catches up your fears.
Each thing you do,
comes home to you,
and pounds inside your ears.
Your start to fight against the night,
that screams inside your mind.
When something black it answers back,
and grabs you from behind!
Reverberation,
echoing through your brain.
Reverberation,
driving your mind insane.
Reverberation,
causing your blood to drain,
leaving just charred remains
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: SEKTO on March 16, 2011, 07:46:25 PM
Dear Prudence, won't you come out to play?
Dear Prudence, greet the brand new day
The sun is up, the sky is blue
It's beautiful and so are you
Dear Prudence, won't you come out to play?

Dear Prudence, open up your eyes
Dear Prudence, see the sunny skies
The wind is low the birds will sing
That you are part of everything
Dear Prudence, won't you open up your eyes?

Look around round
(Round round round, round round)
(Round round round, round round)
Look around round round
(Round round round, round round)
(Round round round, round round)
Look around

Dear Prudence, let me see you smile
Dear Prudence, like a little child
The clouds will be a daisy chain
So let me see you smile again
Dear Prudence, won't you let me see you smile?

Dear Prudence, won't you come out to play?
Dear Prudence, greet the brand new day
The sun is up, the sky is blue
It's beautiful and so are you
Dear Prudence, won't you come out to play?
Title: Happy Nowruz!
Post by: SEKTO on March 20, 2011, 07:42:20 PM
Hey,
There You are again,
Standing down below me,
Honestly believing that there's something you could show me,
While deep within your mind is what you give to me to know me.
And you don't know,
You don't know,
You don't know how young you are
Her eyes are filled with coral snakes
and liquid plastic castles,
Her daily life revolves around a thousand petty hassles,
Corny dogs and window panes fixed with silver tassels,
And you don't know,
You don't know,
You don't know how young you are
If I knew what's right for you,
you would not think about it,
And if I knew the truth from you,
I'd truly stand and shout it,
There's better things that you could be,
There is no doubt about it
And you don't know,
You don't know,
You don't know how young you are
You don't know (How young you are now)
You don't know (How young you are now)
You don't know (How young you are now)
You don't know (How young you are now)
Title: CSNY
Post by: SEKTO on March 21, 2011, 08:39:54 PM

One morning I woke up and I knew that you were gone.
A new day, a new way, I knew I should see it along.
Go your way, I'll go mine and carry on.

The sky is clearing and the night has gone out.
The sun, he come, the world is all full of light.
Rejoice, rejoice, we have no choice but to carry on.

The fortunes of fables are able to sing the song.
Now witness the quickness with which we get along.
To sing the blues you've got to live the tunes and carry on.

Carry on, love is coming, love is coming to us all.

Where are you going now my love? Where will you be tomorrow?
Will you bring me happiness? Will you bring me sorrow?
Oh, the questions of a thousand dreams, what you do and what you see,
Lover, can you talk to me?

Girl, when I was on my own, chasing you down,
What was it made you run, trying your best just to get around?
The questions of a thousand dreams, what you do and what you see,
Lover, can you talk to me?
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: SEKTO on March 24, 2011, 06:52:29 PM
It's getting better all the time
I used to get mad at my school
The teachers who taught me weren't cool
You're holding me down
Turning me round
Filling me up with your rules
I've got to admit it's getting better
A little better all the time (It can't get no worse)
I have to admit it's getting better
It's getting better
Since you've been mine
Me used to be a angry young man
Me hiding me head in the sand
You gave me the word, I finally heard
I'm doing the best that I can
I've got to admit it's getting better
A little better all the time (It can't get no worse)
I have to admit its getting better
It's getting better
Since you've been mine
Getting so much better all the time!
It's getting better all the time
Better, better, better.
It's getting better all the time
Better, better, better.
I used to be cruel to my woman
I beat her and kept her apart from the things that she loved
Man, I was mean but I'm changing my scene
And I'm doing the best that I can
I admit it's getting better
A little better all the time (It can't get no worse)
Yes, I admit it's getting better, it's getting better
Since you've been mine
Getting so much better all the time
It's getting better all the time
Better Better Better
It's getting better all the time
Better Better Better
Getting so much better all the time
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Dethgurl on March 24, 2011, 09:36:34 PM
It's time to take your last walk in this world before your journey begins underground.
Not before we torment you from your cell straight to hell with a short detour in-between.
Begging for mercy all alone, unable to handle the pressure.
Before his mortification!
Now let the torture begin!

Death by the head crusher
Head crusher!
Death by the head crusher!

The horrific torture device for those who fail interrogation,
The most painful technique ever known,
People thirst for the worst, the skulls disintegration.
Beaten, broken, in bloody rags
Adding insult to injury, he recants
But it's much too late.
Now let the torture begin!

Death by the head crusher
Head crusher!
Death by the head crusher!

On your knees, prisoner, take your position
Place your chin forward into the restraint
Your head slowly caves in from the compression
You fade in a blackout from the infernal pain

Twisting, turning the giant screw
Your teeth are breaking loose
Crushed and splintering into your mouth

Winding down, cutting through
Like broken glass being chewed
The fragmented skull and shattering bones

There's nothing you can do. :shamrock:  :nods:
Title: Cat Stevens (WTF?)
Post by: SEKTO on March 29, 2011, 02:57:14 PM
I've been demoralized too many times
But now I realize, Ah ah, no more.
I'm gonna get me a gun
I'm gonna get me a gun
And all those people who put me down
You better get ready to run,
Cuz I'm gonna get me a gun

I know my destiny is like the sun
You see the best of me when I have got my gun
I'm gonna get me a gun
I'm gonna get me a gun
And all those people who put me down
You better get ready to run,
Cuz I'm gonna get me a gun

So you think you can push me around
And make me run
Well I'm gonna tell you now
I'm gonna get me a gun
I'm gonna get me a gun
And all those people who put me down
You better get ready to run,
Cuz I'm gonna get me a gun
Gonna get me a gun...
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: SEKTO on April 06, 2011, 06:00:27 PM
Oh the games people play now
Every night and every day now
Never meaning what they say now
Never saying what they mean
And they wile away the hours
In their ivory towers
Till they're covered up with flowers
In the back of a black limousine
La-da da da da da da da
La-da da da da da de
Talking 'bout you and me
And the games people play
Oh we make one another cry
Break a heart then we say goodbye
Cross our hearts and we hope to die
That the other was to blame
Neither one will give in
So we gaze at our eight by ten
Thinking 'bout the things that might have been
It's a dirty rotten shame
People walking up to you
Singing glory hallelulia
And they're tryin to sock it to you
In the name of the Lord
They're gonna teach you how to meditate
Read your horoscope, cheat your faith
And further more to hell with hate
Come on and get on board
Look around tell me what you see
What's happening to you and me
God grant me the serenity
To remember who I am
Cause you've given up your sanity
For your pride and your vanity
Turns you sad on humanity
And you don't give a da da da da da
Title: "Too Much Information" - The Police
Post by: Froderik on April 24, 2011, 12:23:35 PM
Too much information running through my brain
Too much information driving me insane
Too much information running through my brain
Too much information driving me insane

I've seen the whole world six times over
Sea of Japan to the Cliffs of Dover
I've seen the whole world six times over
Sea of Japan to the Cliffs of Dover

Overkill, overview
Over my dead body
Over me, over you
Over everybody

Too much information running through my brain
Too much information driving me insane
Too much information running through my brain
Too much information driving me insane
Too much information running through my brain
Too much information driving me insane
Too much information running through my brain
Too much information driving me insane
Too much information running through my brain
Too much information driving me insane
Too much information running through my brain
Too much information driving me insane
I've seen the whole world six times over
Sea of Japan to the Cliffs of Dover
I've seen the whole world six times over
Sea of Japan to the Cliffs of Dover
Overkill, overview
Over my dead body
Over me, over you
Over everybody
Too much information running through my brain
Too much information driving me insane
Too much information running through my brain
Too much information driving me insane
Title: "Left to Leave" - Benjie Loveless
Post by: Froderik on May 06, 2011, 10:39:50 AM
Nothing left to break
and nothing left to steal
the Jury is in
Exhausted all appeal
Lost my capacity for reigning in this deal
You lose my scent
Now won't you tell your dogs to heal

I know you won't come
running after me
Ain't it easy when there's nothing left to leave
Cut my heart out and pin it to my sleeve
Ain't it easy when there's nothing left to leave

No favors left
to cushion the fall
I try to miss it but it was never there at all
Stirring in this barren room
Shall my head paint the walls
I try to miss it but it was never there at all

I know you won't come
running after me
Ain't it easy when there's nothing left to leave
Cut my heart out and pin it to my sleeve
Ain't it easy when there's nothing left to leave
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Dethgurl on May 12, 2011, 12:03:43 PM
He scares easily
It makes him so angry
At me

And his head it spins around
Just like the Exorcist and I
Find it ever so
Hard to resist his cries

But there's nothing more sadistic than an infant
Waving his pistol in my face
He wants me right down on my knees
Crumbling in disgrace

But he underestimates my mind
I know he's messing with my head
My only weakness is
I can't believe the guy could be entirely dead

Chorus:

Can't talk to a psycho like a normal human being
Can't talk to a psycho like a normal human being
Trigger Happy Jack
You're gonna blow
But I'm gonna get off
Before you go
My Trigger Happy Jack is just a
Drive by a go-go

And after awhile he calms down
And he looks at me like a prince
But I know I better bite the bullet
'Cause it's just another one of his
Jedi mind tricks

But this ain't no headtrip honey
This is a collision on the road
And you've got me feeling oh just like a roadkill
And you know deep down I know

Chorus

Why do you make me feel like this? (1-2-3-4)
Why do you gotta be such a dick? (1-2-3-4)
Why do you make me feeling like this? (1-2-3-4)
Why do you gotta be such a dick? (1-2-3-4)
Go-go

And I hate myself
Just enough to want him
But I hate him just enough to get off
But I understand him
Maybe I'm just crazy enough
To love him
Why not? (Why not?)

You can't to a psycho like a normal human being... ::unhappy::

by POE
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Dethgurl on May 12, 2011, 12:09:21 PM
"Abolish Government/Silent Majority" -TSOL


Abolish Government
Its nothing to me
Forget about g-d
He's not here to see
We live by a system
A perfect mold
People perfect people
Who are poor and old
Lives were spent on the ladder of success
Working for nothing in this
In this worthless mess
Presidents a name
Presidents a label
Highest man on the government table.

America
Land of the free
Free to the power of the people in uniform

People are so blind they just can't see
Send your son to bootcamp
Send him off to war
If he comes back he'll be dead and nothing more
Struggle for a land, for a country, for a freedom
All you mindless people looking for someone to lead them

Wake up to the same old shit
Live your life to suit their fit
Some people they don't like your hair
Policemen they just don't care

Snipers that want to be
Rifle sites are aimed at me

Wake up silent majority

The government they don't want us here
You folks can't feel that fear
You can walk the streets today
You can walk in your own way

People think that I'm crazy
These people just can't see

Wake up silent majority

Live your life
Day by day
Doing everything
That they say

Silent majority

Promote freedom
Let it be heard
Don't forget that its only a word

Silent Majority
When you gunna wake up?
Title: The Mighty Al Green
Post by: SEKTO on May 19, 2011, 01:20:33 PM
If lovin' you is wrong, I don't wanna be right.
If being right means being without you I'd rather live a wrong doin' life.
Your mama and daddy say it's a shame it's a down right disgrace.
But long as I got you by my side I don't care what your people say.

Your friends tell you it's no future in loving a married man.
If I can't see you when I want I'll see you when I can.
If lovin' you is wrong, I don't wanna be right.
If lovin' you is wrong, I don't wanna be right.

Am I wrong to fall so deeply in love with you?
Knowing I got a wife and two little children depending on me too.
And am I wrong to hunger for the gentleness of your touch?
Knowing I got someone else at home who needs me just as much.

And are you wrong to give your love to a married man?
And am I wrong for tryin' to hold on to the best thing I ever had?
If lovin' you is wrong, I don't wanna be right.
If lovin' you is wrong, I don't wanna be right.

Are you wrong to give your love to a married man?
And am I wrong for trying to hold on to the best thing I ever had?
If lovin' you is wrong, I don't wanna be right.
If lovin' you is wrong, I don't wanna be right.

I don't wanna be right if it means being without you.
I don't wanna be right if it means sleeping at night.
I don't wanna be right if lovin' you is wrong.
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: starry-eyed pirate on June 06, 2011, 12:42:28 PM
In general, I think you folks should post the artists and the titles of these lyrics, as Froderick does, to give proper credit and context and allow the interested reader to do further research if they choose.

Peace.
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Cathie on June 21, 2011, 03:49:59 AM
Hi All,
New in this forum and don't have any lyrics to share but I read your lyrics and I like most of the lyrics.
SEKTO I just love your "The Mighty Al Green" Keep sharing your work with everyone.
Title: Nick Drake - "Day is done"
Post by: Froderik on June 30, 2011, 04:19:35 PM
When the day is done
Down to earth then sinks the sun
Along with everything that was lost and won
When the day is done.

When the day is done
Hope so much your race will be all run
Then you find you jumped the gun
Have to go back where you began
When the day is done.

When the night is cold
Some get by but some get old
Just to show life's not made of gold
When the night is cold.

When the bird has flown
Got no-one to call your own
Got no place to call your home
When the bird has flown.

When the game's been fought
You speed the ball across the court
Lost much sooner than you would have thought
Now the game's been fought.

When the party's through
Seems so very sad for you
Didn't do the things you meant to do
Now there's no time to start anew
Now the party's through.

When the day is done
Down to earth then sinks the sun
Along with everything that was lost and won
When the day is done.
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: none-ya on July 01, 2011, 03:47:05 PM
Fuck yourself - Frank Zappa


Fuck yourself with a rubber hose
Stick it in your mouth and down your throat
Up your nose and in your heinie hole
I don't care where it goes
And it don't matter if you're straight or gay
You should fuck yourself anyway
Now, you don't have to listen to a word I say
But I know you, you'll be humpin' away
Fuck yourself with your neighbor's nose
If you can't use that, use a 10-foot pole
Stick it up your ass and go for a stroll
Everyone will know you've been to this show
If you can't take, eat my stool
Masturbate with some crazy glue
I don't care what you do
Fock yourself with a garden tool
Fuck yourself with politics
Ahh they're full of fuckin' fuckin' shit
I mean you know we've been lied to ever since we were born
It's amazing that we've been getting fucked that long
Fuck yourself with the world wide web
Man you could ride that sucker right from your bed
You may even meet a Tom, Dick, Jane or Billy
Then grab onto your modem and fuck yourself silly
Fuck yourself with your heart and soul
Give it everything you got, hey I'm talkin' to you
If you can't even fuck yourself,
How ya gonna fuck somebody else?
Fuck yourself with my microphone
I'll give it to you later when we're all alone
We can turn it up loud
And see if you come, but
Don't get your jizz on my microphone
Fuck yourself with organized religion
Now that is some seriously sinnin' business
If the Lord sees their pathetic crimes
He'll be fuckin' them 'til the end of time
And can someone explain to me this racist crap
I know it isn't white, but it isn't black
And to all you people who only see things your way
Well, you can suck my dick and take all day
Fuck your nose with a pound of blow
Watch your money get up and go
but when you burnt your brain and you say
I don't know!
I hate to tell you but I told you so
Fuck yourself with this grunge rock noise
I mean, stuff those albums in your groin
They come down on me because I know how to play -
Hey... fuck you!
Fuck yourself with a copy of Rolling Stone
Or are they too holy for your holiest of holes
Now those people think they're holier than Moses
But aren't they just a bunch of fuckin' posers
Fuck yourself with your mother's jewelry
I won't tell, I ain't a stooly
If you pounce hard enough you'll cough up a ruby
Your blood will be rich and so will your doodie
Fuck yourself with the latest fashion
With your spikes and your hair and those cute little buttons
And if you happen to have some leather and lace
Fuck yourself 'til you're blue in the face
Fuck yourself with your income tax
They're fucking you and that's a fact
Before you know it your money's all spent
And you've just been fucked by the government
Fuck yourself with your lawyer friend
You're the only one that's getting fucked in the end
I have been so fucked by legal bills
that my asshole is the size of Beverly Hills
Fuck yourself with your full-length sweater
With your minks and your diamonds and your Irish Setter
With your cash and your trash and your sinks and your drinks
Just fuck yourself 'til you can't even think
Those of you who enjoy this song
thank you thank you, I love you
Let's get it on
But for those of you who are totally outraged
Fuck yourself with your face
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Fred Thompson on July 01, 2011, 08:10:33 PM
Those were awesome lyrics none-ya.  Thanks for posting them!
Title: The Police--"Demolition Man"
Post by: Trekker Jag on July 05, 2011, 10:42:04 AM
Tied to the tracks and the train's just coming
Strapped to the wing with the engine running
You say that this wasn't in your plan
And don't mess around with the demolition man

Tied to a chair, and the bomb is ticking
This situation was not of your picking
You say that this wasn't in your plan
And don't mess around with the demolition man

I'm a walking nightmare, an arsenal of doom
I kill conversation as I walk into the room
I'm a three line whip
I'm the sort of thing they ban
I'm a walking disaster
I'm a demolition man

You come to me like a moth to the flame
It's love you need but I don't play that game
'Cos you could be my greatest fan
But I'm nobody's friend
I'm a demolition man

I'm a walking nightmare, an arsenal of doom
I kill conversation as I walk into the room
I'm a three line whip
I'm the sort of thing they ban
I'm a walking disaster
I'm a demolition man

Demolition man...
Title: Judas Priest "Diamonds and Rust"
Post by: Trekker Jag on July 09, 2011, 10:44:43 PM
(Actually written by Joan Baez, but Priest did it the way it was supposed to be done......)

I'll be damned, here comes your ghost again
But that's not unusual
It's just that the moon is full
And you decided to call

And here I sit, hand on the telephone
Hearing the voice I'd known
A couple of light years ago
Headed straight for a fall

But we both know what memories can bring
They bring diamonds and rust
Yes we both know what memories can bring
They bring diamonds and rust

Now I see you standing with brown leaves all around and snow in your hair
Now we're smiling out the window of the crummy hotel over Washington Square
Our breath comes in white clouds, mingles and hangs in the air
Speaking strictly for me, we both could've died then and there

Now you're telling me you're not nostalgic
Then give me another word for it
You were so good with words
And at keeping things vague

Cause I need some of that vagueness now
It's all come back too clearly, yes, I love you dearly
And if you're offering me diamonds and rust, I've already paid

But we both know what memories can bring
They bring diamonds and rust
Yes we both know what memories can bring
They bring diamonds and rust

Diamonds, diamonds and rust
Diamonds, diamonds and rust
Diamonds, diamonds and rust
Diamonds, diamonds and rust
Title: Nazareth--"This Flight Tonight"
Post by: Trekker Jag on July 09, 2011, 10:49:03 PM
(originally written by Joni Mitchell, but, as with Priest doing "Diamonds and Rust", the Nazareth version is the definitive one)

Look out the left the captain said
The lights down there that's where we'll land.
Saw a fallin'... star burnin'...
High above the... Las Vegas sand.
It wasn't the one that you gave to me
That night down South between the trailers.
Not the early one, that you wish upon;
Not the Northern one that guides in the sailors.

You've got that touch so gentle and sweet
But you've got that look so critical
Can't talk to you babe, you know I get so weak.
Sometimes I think that... love is just mythical
Up there's a heaven, down there's a town
Blackness everywhere and little lights shine
Blackness, blackness dragging me down
Come on light a candle in this heart of mine.

Star light, star bright
You've got the loving that I like
Turn this crazy bird around
Should not have got on this flight tonight.


I'm drinking sweet champagne,
got the headphones up high
Can't numb you, can't drum you out of my mind
They're singin',
"Goodbye baby, baby bye bye,
Oohooh love is blind"

Up go the flaps, down go the wheels
Hope you got your heat turned on baby
Hope they finally fixed your automobile
Hope it's better when we meet again, babe.

Star light, star bright
You've got the loving that I like
Turn this crazy bird around
Should not have got on this flight tonight.
Should not have got on this flight tonight.
Title: Gang of Four--"In The Ditch"
Post by: Trekker Jag on July 09, 2011, 10:52:59 PM
Heads down, down to the floor
Run past the windows and close the door
Whatever you do stay calm
Show me a ditch and I'll dive it
I'll feel safe beyond the cares of the world

Good news is prospect
Excluding the six feet under

Marshall music the beat goes on
Get down down to the floor
Marshall music the beat goes on
Get down down to the floor

Get down down to the floor
Under the table with the radio on
Whatever you do stay calm
The cupboard is stocked, the door is locked
I'll feel safe beyond the cares of the world

Good news is prospect
Excluding the six feet under

Marshall music the beat goes on
Get down down to the floor
Marshall music the beat goes on
Get down down to the floor

Show me a ditch and I'll dive in it
Show me a ditch and I'll dive in it
Show me a ditch and I'll dive in it
Show me a ditch and I'll dive in it
I'll dive in it
I'll dive in it
I'll dive in it
I'll dive in it

Heads down, down to the floor
Run past the windows and close the door
Whatever you do stay calm
Show me a ditch and I'll dive it
I'll feel safe beyond the cares of the world

Good news is prospect
Excluding the six feet under

Marshall music the beat goes on
Get down down to the floor
Marshall music the beat goes on
Get down down to the floor

I'll dive in it
I'll dive in it
I'll dive in it
I'll dive in it
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: none-ya on July 10, 2011, 12:50:49 AM
Key
(Bachman/Cummings)

John is nineteen and He doesn't see the matter,
of Judas's dream reaching for the piece of silver,
Peter hears the call of the mockingbird from heaven,
crying in the morning, having given up the Key.

And I still call Him my friend
And I still call Him my friend


Joshua puts on his mask and walks the road to Jericho,
Matthew wears the head piece of chrome, speed and fire,
Noah guides the ark through the sea of stolen moments,
searching through his mind for a place to put the Key

And I still call Him my friend
And I still call Him my friend

Joseph tends the sheep in His coat of many colors,
Shadrach and the two, held their faith against the fire,
Barabbas on the cross found that Jesus was the answer
The doors were open wide to all those who find the Key

And we still call Him our friend
And we still call Him our friend
And we still call Him our friend
And we still call Him our friend
Title: The Allman Brothers Band - "Come and Go Blues"
Post by: Froderik on July 16, 2011, 07:50:55 PM
People say ... that you're no good
But I wouldn't cut you loose, baby, if I could
I seem to stay ... down on the ground
Baby, I'm too far gone to turn around
Oh, if only you ... would make up your mind
Take me where you go ... you're leaving me behind

Lord, you got those come and go ... ohhh ... blues
Woman, you got those come and go ... ohhh ... blues
Oh, and you got me feelin' ... like a fool

Round and round ... round we go
Don't ask me why I stay here I don't know
Well maybe I'm a fool to care
Without your sweet love ... baby I would be nowhere
Well here I'll stay ... locked in your web
Til that day ... I might find somebody else

I don't know ... just when that will be
And I don't know ... I can't say 'cause I can't see

People say ... that you're no good
But I couldn't cut you loose, baby, if I could
Well I seem to stay ... down on the ground
Baby, I'm too far gone to turn around
Oh, if only you ... would make up your mind
Take me where you go ... but leave me and love behind

Woman, you got those come and go ... ohhh ... blues
I already got those come and go ... ohhh ... blues
Oh, and you got me feeling ... like a fool
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: none-ya on July 26, 2011, 12:04:29 AM
Jon Kay - monster/suicide America

Once the religious, the hunted and weary
Chasing the promise of freedom and hope
Came to this country to build a new vision
Far from the reaches of kingdom and pope
Like good Christians, some would burn the witches
Later some got slaves to gather riches

But still from near and far to seek America
They came by thousands to court the wild
And she just patiently smiled and bore a child
To be their spirit and guiding light

And once the ties with the crown had been broken
Westward in saddle and wagon it went
And 'til the railroad linked ocean to ocean
Many the lives which had come to an end
While we bullied, stole and bought our a homeland
We began the slaughter of the red man

But still from near and far to seek America
They came by thousands to court the wild
And she just patiently smiled and bore a child
To be their spirit and guiding light

The blue and grey they stomped it
They kicked it just like a dog
And when the war over
They stuffed it just like a hog

And though the past has it's share of injustice
Kind was the spirit in many a way
But it's protectors and friends have been sleeping
Now it's a monster and will not obey

(Suicide)
The spirit was freedom and justice
And it's keepers seem generous and kind
It's leaders were supposed to serve the country
But now they won't pay it no mind
'Cause the people grew fat and got lazy
And now their vote is a meaningless joke
They babble about law and order
But it's all just an echo of what they've been told
Yeah, there's a monster on the loose
It's got our heads into a noose
And it just sits there watchin'

Our cities have turned into jungles
And corruption is stranglin' the land
The police force is watching the people
And the people just can't understand
We don't know how to mind our own business
'Cause the whole worlds got to be just like us
Now we are fighting a war over there
No matter who's the winner
We can't pay the cost
'Cause there's a monster on the loose
It's got our heads into a noose
And it just sits there watching

(America)
America where are you now?
Don't you care about your sons and daughters?
Don't you know we need you now
We can't fight alone against the monster
Title: Re: The Lyrics thread
Post by: Dethgurl on July 26, 2011, 05:37:12 PM
Buckethead-Funbus

Why has the humor died in music today

everyone is so serious that I'm afraid to say

tough guy stance is lost on me

violence is necessary it proves you are free

happy being sold mediocrity

failure only happens from originality

Its more important to be tough than to have any fun

like an insecure human who fears everyone

music is art that we're afraid to enjoy

like a child who's outgrown his favorite toy

afraid to acknowledge what makes us feel good

afraid to leave the mold , if we only could

a group is always easier to follow

then finding something new to swallow

so give us the art thats boring and plain

its e