Favourite Lyrics!

[BadCoverVersion]

I've got many favourites...But I want to here from you kids!

Give me a little time to mull this one over though...

[docholiday_13]

Good topic

1) Paint It Black - The Rolling Stones
2) White Riot - The Clash
3) Comfortably Numb - Pink Floyd
4) Mother's Little Helper - The Rolling Stones
5) The End - The Door's
6) My Generation - The Who
7) Let It Be - The Beatles
8) Revolution - The Beatles
9) I'm So Bored With The U.S.A - The Clash
10) Symphony For The Devil - The Rolling Stones

[paul calf]

off the top of my head i like up the junction by squeeze
not my favorate record but love the lyrics tells a great story
Up the Junction
(Difford/Tilbrook)

I never thought it would happen
With me and the girl from Clapham
Out on a windy common
That night I ain't forgotten
When she dealt out the rations
With some or other passions
I said you are a lady
Perhaps she said I may be
We moved into a basement
With thoughts of our engagement
We stayed in by the telly
Although the room was smelly
We spent our time just kissing
The Railway Arms we're missing
But love had got us hooked up
And all our time it took up

I got a job with Stanley
He said I'd come in handy
And started me on Monday
So I had a bath on Sunday
I worked eleven hours
And bought the girl some flowers
She said she'd seen a doctor
And nothing now could stop her

I worked all through the winter
The weather brass and bitter
I put away a tenner
Each week to make her better
And when the time was ready
We had to sell the telly
Late evenings by the fire
With little kicks inside her

This morning at 4:50
I took her rather nifty
Down to an incubator
Where thirty minutes later
She gave birth to a daughter
Within a year a walker
She looked just like her mother
If there could be another

And now she's two years older
Her mother's with a soldier
She left me when my drinking
Became a proper stinging
The devil came and took me
From bar to street to bookie
No more nights by the telly
No more nights nappies smelling

Alone here in the kitchen
I feel there's something missing
I'd beg for some forgiveness
But begging's not my business
And she won't write a letter
Although I always tell her
And so it's my assumption
I'm really up the junction

[Phoenix]

In no particular order:

Fuck you, it all goes away, How do I feel, What do I say,
Sugar - System of a Down (SOAD).

Psycho, groupie, cocaine, crazy.
Psycho - SOAD.

Pushing little children,
With their fully automatics,
They like to push the weak around,
Pushing little children,
With their fully automatics,
They like to push the weak around.
Deer Dance - SOAD.

the death of one is a tragedy
but death of a million is just a statistic.
The Fight Song - Marilyn Manson.

And I see all the young believers
Your target audience
I see all the old deceivers
we all just sing their song.
Target Audience - Marilyn Manson.

prick your finger it is done...
the moon has now eclipsed the sun...
the angel has spread its wings...
the time has come for bitter things...
Cryptorchid & Antichrist Superstar - Marilyn Manson.

A pill to make you numb
A pill to make you dumb
A pill to make you anybody else.
Coma White - Marilyn Manson.

You're preaching peace, but peace of mind is much better
Stop talking shit about your sports and your weather
And let me know what's really going on in
Your little mind.
Lunatic - Speak No Evil.

Once you learn to fight
They'll have to face you
Once you know you're right
They'll try to erase you
Before they get to you
And take you're freedom
Pass the power
Pass the Power - Speak No Evil.

Those are my 3 favorite bands.
So many other lyrics I also love from those bands and other bands.

[BubbaStrangelove]

"I tried hard to have a father, but instead I have a dad."


"Freedom's just another word for nothing left to loose."


"Please allow me to introduce myself...."




BECK
"STATIC"

It's so easy to laugh at yourself
When all the jokes have already been written
Seems like another vain attempt
To let yourself fall out of the oven

Holy mountains
They look so tired
And it's a perfect day
To lock yourself inside

Who you fooling if the fools are right?
It's the same thing, but it's almost as different
Hard to tell when it pacifies your mind
Leaves you stranded with a broken engine

Lazy desert looks so mangled
Let me drown in a convalescent bliss

Get up from your bed of rest
Been a long time since you've lived
But the static in your mind
Leaves you hollow and unkind
With a shock electric wave
Turns you on

You've been flunked out of the Devil's house
Delinquent hygienes are so abrasive
And some distortion that's never been known
On the treadmill, you'll be running forever

Holy mountains
They look so tired
And it's a perfect day
To lock yourself inside

[BadCoverVersion]

Originally posted by paul calf
off the top of my head i like up the junction by squeeze
not my favorate record but love the lyrics tells a great story

One of my favourites...A very good choice that one!

Squeeze are great story-tellers I must admit!

I like Labelled with Love also...

She unscrews the top of a new whiskey bottle
And shuffles about in her candle lit hovel,
Like some kind of witch with blue fingers in mittens
She smells like the cat and the neighbours she sickens,
The black and white t.v. has long seen a picture
The cross on the wall is a permanent fixture,
The postman delivers the final reminders
She sells off her silver and poodles in China.

Drinks to remember, I me and myself
She winds up the clock
And knocks dust from the shelf
Home is a love that I miss very much
So the past has been bottled and labelled with love.

During the war time an American pilot
Made every air raid a time of excitement,
She moved to his prairie and married the Texan
She learnt from a distance how love was a lesson,
He became drinker and she became mother
She knew that one day she'd be one or the other,
He ate himself older, drunk himself dizzy
Proud of her features, she kept herself pretty.

Drinks to remember, I me and myself
She winds up the clock
And knocks dust from the shelf
Home is a love that I miss very much
So the past has been bottled and labelled with love.

He like a cowboy died drunk in his slumber
Out on the porch in the middle of summer,
She crossed the ocean back home to her family
But they had retired to roads that were sandy,
She moved home alone without friends or relations
Lived in a world full of age reservation,
On moth eaten armchairs she'd say that she'd sod all
The friends who had left her to drink from the bottle.

Drinks to remember, I me and myself
She winds up the clock
And knocks dust from the shelf
Home is a love that I miss very much
So the past has been bottled and labelled with love.

So the past has been bottled and labelled with love.

[bankholdup]

"Loser" by Beck.

[BadCoverVersion]

Anything penned by the lovely Jarvis Cocker would suit me down to the ground...

But these are just a few of my favourite lyrics...


I am not Jesus though I have the same initials. - Dishes

Everyone on Park Hill came in unison at 4.13 a.m...and the whole block fell down. The tobacconist caught fire, and everyone in the street died of lung cancer. - Sheffield Sex City

No wonder you're looking thin, when all that you live on is lipgloss and cigarettes. And scraps at the end of the day when he's given the rest to someone with long black hair. - Lipgloss

This is our Music from a Bachelors Den...the sound of loneliness turned up to ten. A horror soundtrack from a stagnant water-bed and it sounds just like this. This is the sound of someone losing the plot...making out that they're okay when they're not. You're gonna like it, but not a lot and the chorus goes like this. - The Fear

I went there again for old time's sake, hoping to find the child's toy horse ride that played such a ridiculously tragic tune. It was still there - but none of the kids seemed interested in riding on it. - Wickerman

On a pink quilted eiderdown, I want to pull your knickers down. Net curtains blow slightly in the breeze. Lemonade light filtering thru the trees. It's so soft and it's warm. Just another cup of tea please (one lump thanks). - Acrylic Afternoons

You are hardcore, you make me hard. You name the drama and I'll play the part. It seems I saw you in some teenage wet dream. I like your get up if you know what I mean. - This is Hardcore

Little girl with blue eyes, there's a hole in your heart, and one between your legs. You've never had to wonder which one he's going to fill, In spite of what he said. - Little Girl (With Blue Eyes)

How can a girl have sex with these pathetic teenage wrecks? Football scarves, the girls drink halves and her brother's crying 'cos he has lost his decks. Outside the air was cool, an older guy sitting in his car asked if Minnie needed a ride. He thought he was still dangerous (paunchy)...but dangerous...on the night that Minnie Timperley died. - The Night that Minnie Timperley died

This cut-price dairy produce that turns our bones to dust. You want some entertainment? Go on, shove it up me...if you must. Make believe you're so turned on by planting trees & shrubs, but you come round to visit us with your fancy booze 'n' drugs. - Weeds

Anyway...I could be here all friggin' night!

I'm obsessed!

[BadCoverVersion]

Am I offending anyones eyes with that funky pink?

It's a wee bit vibrant aint it!?

[Batgirl1979]

Stairway to Heaven-Zepplin
Cold Contegious-Bush
Don't Fear the reaper-Boc
All Apologies-Nirvana
All Nichelback tunes

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F.E.A.R~Fuck Everything And Run

[stevereno]

EYE'S WITH OUT A FACE by BILLY IDOL

i just love those lyric's to pieces

SHIVER ME TIMBERS

[bowieee]

Ive posted it once and Ill post it again but the greates lyricist of all time is Mr. Tom Waits. He never ceases to amaze me. Leanord cohen also puts me in awe.

[SAI]

Not a band I'm a huge fan of but these lyrics, from Zombie by The Crannberries are brilliant. The song is about the conflict in Northern Ireland:

Another head hangs lowly
Child is slowly taken
And the violence caused such silence
Who are we mistaken

But You see it's not me,
It s not my family
In your head,in your
Head they are fighting
With their tanks, and their bombs
And their bombs, and their guns

Chorus:
In your head,
In your head they are cryin'
In your head
Zombie
What's in your head, in your head
Zombie

Another mother's breakin'
Heart is taking over
When the violence causes silence
We must be mistaken
It's the same old theme since 1916
In your head,
In your head they're still fightin'
With their tanks
In your head they are dying

Repeat chorus


I think Aimee Mann is a brilliant lyricist, as evidenced by these gems.

From Put Me On Top:

I should be knocking on the door of the pearly gates
why keep a poor man alive in a job he hates
I've heard that good things will come to he who waits
I should be riding on a float in the hit parade
instead of standing on the curb behind the barricade
another verse in the doormat serenade


Won't you put me on top
won't you put me on top, or change the odds
won't you put me on top
or at least put some hope in the bottom of the box

To me this seems like a comment on her sad lack of mainstream
success.

That's Just What You Are plays like a list of reasons Mann is breaking up with a much disliked partner, this is my favourite bit:

Acting steady always ready to defend your fears
What's the matter with the truth, did I offend your ears
By suggesting that a change might be a thing to try
Like it would kill you just to try and be a nicer guy

Wise Up is a gorgeous song and it's hard to pick a section of it, but I did:

You're sure
there's a cure
And you have finally found it
You think
one drink
will shrink you 'til you're underground
and living down
But it's not going to stop
It's not going to stop
It's not going to stop
'Til you wise up

I had to look at the lyrics to High On Sunday 51 because I wasn't sure if Aimee was singing Heroine, or heroin.

Baby please--let me begin
Let me be your heroin
Hate the sinner but love the sin
Let me be your heroin

I think it's a brilliant choice to bring in the drugs metaphor here, suggesting a partner is like an addiction.

There are others, but this post is quite lng enough already, so more another time

[Romero&Juliet]

oh dear, where do I start?

The Old Revolution, form Cohen's "Songs From a Room," are some of the greatest anti-folkie lyrics I've ever heard.

~the Sunshine is Expensive, by Peter Sarstedt.
~Wang Dang Doodle, by Willie Dixon.
~Come on in My Kitchen, Robert Johnson.
~Rodondo Beach, by Patti Smith
~Katrina's Fair, by 10000 Maniacs.
~Coal Tattoo.. trad, arranged by Billy Ed Wheeler
~The Blacksmith....any set of lyrics that I've ever heard made the song sound great.
~Its all over now, baby blue," by Bob Dylan.

[Romero&Juliet]

BABY DRIVER, by Paul Simon.

I've Seen That Movie too, by Bernie Taupin.

[Linus*likes*noise]

The best and most meaningfull Lyrics to me are definately those that are contained in the song "Sappy" by Nirvana.

Sappy
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And if you say your prayers
You will make God happy
And if you do what's true
You will make me happy
I'll keep you in a jar
And you will seem happy
I'll give you breathing holes
You will think you're happy, now

You're in a laundry room
You're in a laundry room
You're in a laundry room

And if you save yourself
You will make him happy
He'll keep you in a jar
Then you will feel happy
I'll give you breathing holes
I'm sure you'll be happy
He'll cover you with grass
You will think you're happy now

You're in a laundry room
You're in a laundry room
You're in a laundry room
You're in a laundry room

A little opaque and every version of this song has diferent lyrics but this is a generalization of all the versions.

You should definately check out the tune, it is on the No Alternative compilation, or just download it. Great song.

I can honestly say the first time I heard it a tear ran down my face becasue of the pure, raw emotion that Kurt gave to this song was too much for a pansy boy like me to endure.

[asyouwish530]

This is a real song by an "underground" artist named Wesley Willis from Chicago. I should note that he is a bona-fide schizophrenic.



Suck My Dog's Dick

Lick a camel's ass, lick a mooses dick, suck my doggy's cock, suck a honey badger's ass

Suck my dog's dick
Suck my dog's dick
Suck my dog's dick
Suck my dog's dick

Suck a racehorse's bootyhole, suck a snow leopard's ass, suck a constipated dog's dick, suck my doberman pincher's cock

Suck my dog's dick
Suck my dog's dick
Suck my dog's dick
Suck my dog's dick

Suck a cliff springer's dick, suck a llama's balls, suck a jackass's dick, suck a buffalo's ass, fucking jerk!

Rock over London
Rock on Chicago
Goose Island, it's Chicago's crab brewer

[Linus*likes*noise]

lol, I found out about wesly willis about a year ago and I was determined to hear EVERY song he wrote. Needless to say I was laughing alot that week!!

The one you posted was a classic but my favorite is "I kicked Batmans Ass"

[Nate6]

There's more factual knowledge and hidden metaphors packed into the ten minutes of Don MacLean's American Pie than I've seen. It takes place over about thirteen years of American music culture, and it's a history lesson in itself:

A long long time ago
I can still remember how that music used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And maybe they'd be happy for a while.
But February made me shiver
With every paper I'd deliver
Bad news on the doorstep
I couldn't take one more step
I can't remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died

{Refrain}
So bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my chevy to the levee
But the levee was dry
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die

Did you write the Book of Love
And do you have faith in God above
If the Bible tells you so
Do you believe in rock 'n roll
Can music save your mortal soul
And can you teach me how to dance real slow
Well, I know that you're in love with him
'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym
You both kicked off your shoes
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues
I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died

I started singin'
{Refrain}

Now for ten years we've been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rollin' stone
But that's not how it used to be
When the jester sang for the King and Queen
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
And a voice that came from you and me
Oh, and while the King was looking down
The jester stole his thorny crown
The courtroom was adjourned
No verdict was returned
And while Lenin read a book of Marx
The quartet practiced in the park
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died



We were singing
{Refrain}

Helter Skelter in a summer swelter
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter
Eight miles high and falling fast
It landed foul out on the grass
The players tried for a forward pass
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast
Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
While the Sergeants played a marching tune
We all got up to dance
Oh, but we never got the chance
'Cause the players tried to take the field
The marching band refused to yield
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died

We started singing
{Refrain}

Oh, and there we were all in one place
A generation Lost in Space
With no time left to start again
So come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
Jack Flash sat on a candlestick
'Cause fire is the Devil's only friend
Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage
No angel born in hell
Could break that Satan's spell
And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite
I saw Satan laughing with delight
The day the music died

He was singing
{Refrain}

I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news
But she just smiled and turned away
I went down to the sacred store
Where I'd heard the music years before
But the man there said the music woudn't play
And in the streets the children screamed
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed
But not a word was spoken
The church bells all were broken
And the three men I admire most
The Father, Son and the Holy Ghost
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died

And they were singing
{Refrain}

They were singing bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my chevy to the levee
But the levee was dry
Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die

[CheekyShepherd]

Out Of The Blue (Into The Fire) by The The

I'm a man without a soul...Honey -
I lost it while parading in a town full of thieves

See I didn't wanna be with any people I know
But God knows I didn't wanna be alone
I thought if I acted like someone else
I'd feel more comfortable with myself

So I showered down
Left my little room
Jumped in my car for protection from hostility
Cos it ain't easy to be bold in an unknown city
I was feeling strong mouthed, but weak willed
When I ran into the cure for my ills

Don't tell me what your name is
I want your body not your mind
I want a feeling worth paying for
Before I say goodbye
But as I was talking
I couldn't look her in the eye
I just kept wondering how many men
Unleashed their frustration between her thighs

There'll be no sleep til morning
There'll be no lullabies
Cos the devil's borrowed my clothes
Just for tonight

Well my adreniline was curdling like cream
As I was being lead by the hand
Through the sound of sirens
And the distant noise of a drunken jazz band
Through a stench of disinfectant
That INFECTED my head
Through the darkness of a corridor
And into a strangers bed

Well I didn't wanna hurt your feelings honey
But I couldn't suppress my own
I had to pull myself out of this nosedive
And prove something to myself

She was lying on her back
Her legs parted
Squealing like a stuffed pig
I was going through the motions
Faking the emotions
Wriggling around like a lizard in a tin

Trying so hard to cleanse myself, I was turning into somebody else
Trying so hard to please myself, I was turning into somebody else
Trying so hard to be myself, I was turning into somebody else

Come my love
With your desire
Out Of The Blue
And into the fire!

[couchpotato head]

Amazing coincedence docholiday, you are the only one I know besides me who likes the lyrics in

Paint it Black

Simply amazing the lyrics in that song describe me better than any other song. Because no song ever tryed.:cool:

[James Logan]

All those you mentioned are great, but I'd like to had the lyrics of Halleluja by Rufus Wainwright. I think that song has the lyrics that best describe what love truly is..."a cold and broken hallelujah". :)

[charliebobo]

Originally posted by James Logan
All those you mentioned are great, but I'd like to had the lyrics of Halleluja by Rufus Wainwright. I think that song has the lyrics that best describe what love truly is..."a cold and broken hallelujah". :)

Actually the lyrics are by Leonard Cohen, and many people have covered it before Rufus. I think Jeff Buckley's version is the best one

[Another Cliche Schmoe]

Probably "Waiting" by Green Day... Billie Joe is a GOD when it comes to songwriting... but Jesse Micheals from Operation Ivy is really good too... "Knowledge" is my favorite by them.

[SubMethod]

Wonderwall by Oasis

Today is gonna be the day that they're gonna throw it back to you
By now you should have some how realized what you've got to do
I dont believe that anybody feels the way I do about you now

Back beat the word is on the street that the fire in your heart is out
I'm sure you've heard it all before but you never really had a doubt
I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do about you now

And all the roads we have to walk are winding
And all the lights that lead us there are blinding

There are many things that I would like to say to you but I dont know how
Cause maybe you're gonna be the one that saves me
And after all you're my Wonderwall.....

also:
Love Song For No One by John Mayer
Real Men Cry by The Elms

[BakeTheMooCow]

Radiohead - Creep

I don't care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice
When I'm not around
You're so fuckin' special
I wish I was special

But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here

Tool - Eulogy

So long.
We wish you well.
You told us how you weren't afraid to die.
Well then, so long.
Don't cry.
Or feel too down.
Not all martyrs see divinity.
But at least you tried.

Opeth - Forest Of October

I am so alone, so cold
My heart is to scarred to glow
I wish the sunrise to come
Take my soul away
From this cold, lonely shell
I am free

[JasonSlasher]

AMERICAN PIE, definately. In my opinion, the greatest song lyrics ever. Brilliant.

[Big Pudge]

FADE TO BLACK- METALLICA

Life it seems, will fade away
Drifting further every day
Getting lost within myself
Nothing matters no one else
I have lost the will to live
Simply nothing more to give
There is nothing more for me
Need the end to set me free

Things are not what they used to be
Missing one inside of me
Deathly lost, this can't be real
Cannot stand this hell I feel
Emptiness is filing me
To the point of agony
Growing darkness taking dawn
I was me, but now He's gone

No one but me can save myself, but it to late
Now I can't think, think why I should even try

Yesterday seems as though it never existed
Death Greets me warm, now I will just say good-bye


MASTER OF PUPPETS- METALLICA
End of passion play, crumbling away
I'm your source of self-destruction
Veins that pump with fear, sucking darkest clear
Leading on your deaths construction

Taste me you will see
More is all you need
You're dedicated to
How I'm killing you

Come crawling faster
Obey your Master
Your life burns faster
Obey your Master
Master

Master of Puppets I'm pulling your strings
Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
Just call my name, `cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name, `cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master

Needlework the way, never you betray
Life of death becoming clearer
Pain monopoly, ritual misery
Chop your breakfast on a mirror

Taste me you will see
More is all you need
You're dedicated to
How I'm killing you

Come crawling faster
Obey your Master
Your life burns faster
Obey your Master
Master

Master of Puppets I'm pulling your strings
Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
Just call my name, `cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name, `cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master

Master, Master, Where's the dreams that I've been after?
Master, Master, You promised only lies
Laughter, Laughter, All I hear and see is laughter
Laughter, Laughter, laughing at my cries

Hell is worth all that, natural habitat
Just a rhyme without a reason
Neverending maze, drift on numbered days
Now your life is out of season
Taste me you will see
More is all you need
You're dedicated to
Yow I'm killing you

Come crawling faster
Obey your Master
Your life burns faster
Obey your Master
Master

Master of Puppets I'm pulling your strings
Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
Just call my name, `cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name, `cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master

Ha ha ha ha

n even tho it is a cover of another band, these lyrics still fuckin rock (n r funny)

SO WHAT- METALLICA

So fucking what!

Well I've been to Hastings,
I've been to Brighton
I've been to Eastbourne too
So what
So what

And I've been here,
I've been there
I've been every fucking where
So what
So what
So what, so what, you boring little cunt

Who cares
Who cares what you do
Yeah who cares,
Who cares about you, you, you, you, you

Well I've fucked a queen
I've fucked Bach
I've even sucked an old man's cock
So what
So what

And I've fucked a sheep
I've fucked a goat
I rammed my cock right down it's throat
So what
So what
So what, so what, you boring little fuck

Who cares
Who cares what you do
And who cares,
Who cares about you, you, you, you, you

And I've drunk that,
I've drunk this
I've spewed up on a pint of piss
So what
So what

I've had scank,
I've have speed
I've jacked up until I bleed
So what
So what
So what, so what, you boring little cunt

Who cares
Who cares what you do
Yeah who cares,
Who cares about you, you, you, you, you

I've had crabs,
I've had lice,
I've had the clap and that ain't nice
So what
So what

I've fucked this,
I've fucked that
I've even fucked a school girl's twat
So what
So what
So what, so what you boring little fuck

Who cares
Who cares what you do
And who cares,
Who cares about you, you, you, you, you, you

So fucking what!
Yeah!

[James Logan]

Originally posted by charliebobo
Actually the lyrics are by Leonard Cohen, and many people have covered it before Rufus. I think Jeff Buckley's version is the best one

Thanks for the info, I didn't know that. I'll have to look for that one then.

[Gia]

A thousand kisses deep - Leonard Cohen

[BadCoverVersion]

A couple of tunes I'm listening to at the moment...

I've been pissing in the wind,
I chanced a foolish grin,
and dribbled on my chin - Badly Drawn Boy

This song will help you in your darkest hours.
This song will send your lover flowers.

Blessed by this song and the gifts that it brings.
Beautiful song, It has wings. - Badly Drawn Boy

And of course...All those Bad Cover Version's that Pulp sing of...

Aah, sing your song...about all the sad imitations that got it so wrong.
It's like a later "Tom & Jerry" when the two of them could talk, like the Stones since the Eighties, like the last days of Southfork.
Like "Planet of the Apes" on TV., the second side of "'Til the Band Comes in", like an own-brand box of cornflakes: he's gonna let you down my friend.

[BadCoverVersion]

I can't help loving this...despite the schmaltz!

If - The Divine Comedy

If you were the road I'd go all the way
If you were the night I'd sleep in the day
If you were the day I'd cry in the night
'Cause you are the way, the truth and the light
If you were a tree I could put my arms around you
And you could not complain
If you were a tree I could carve my name into your side
And you would not cry, 'cause trees don't cry

If you were a man I would still love you
If you were a drink I'd drink my fill of you
If you were attacked I would kill for you
If your name was Jack I'd change mine to Jill for you
If you were a horse I'd clean the crap out of your stable
And never once complain
If you were a horse I could ride you through the fields at dawn
Through the day until the day was gone
I could sing about you in my songs
As we rode away into the setting sun

If you were my little girl I would find it hard to let you go
If you were my sister I would find it doubly so
If you were a dog I'd feed you scraps from off the table
Though my wife complains
If you were my dog I am sure you'd like it better
Then you'd be my loyal four legged friend
You'd never have to think again
And we could be together 'til the end

[NumberMSO52]

If you want the lyrics to any of these, download them. They all rock

the Jam - Down in the Tube station at midnight
Richard Thompson - 1952 Vincent Black Lightening
Velvet Underground - Heroin
Thursday - Understanding in a Car Crash
Tool - Aenima
Rush - Limelight
Fugazi - Styrofoam
Dead Kennedys - Holiday in Cambodia
the Minutemen - (really anything by them has great lyrics)
Screeching Weasel - My Brain Hurts
the Clash - Straight to Hell
Motorhead - 1916
Metallica - Fade to Black
Pink Floyd - Money
David Bowie - Ziggy Stardust
Steve Roberson - Cold Harbor(might be hard to track down)
Choking Victim - Apple Pie and police State

[Invincible]

The Prodigy - Narayan
(Vocals by Krispian Mills)


(2x)
If you believe the western sun is falling down on everyone
If you break it free and the morning’s come
If you would now your time has come
If you believe the western sun is falling down on everyone
And you feel it burn, don’t try to run
And you feel it burn, your time has come

And I feel it
You feel another energy and I feel a power growing
You feel another energy and I feel a power grow
You feel another energy and I feel a power grow

(end 2x)

Aum Namah Narayana [repeated many times]
And I feel it...and I feel it...and I feel it... You feel another energy

You feel another energy and I feel a power growing
You feel another energy and I feel a power grow

[NumberMSO52]

i just realized i forgot a few more...

NOFX - The Decline
Metallica - The Unforgiven
Dead Kennedys - Lets Lynch the Landlord

[Psychocandy]

Jesus & Mary Chain - April Skies

hey honey what you trying to say
as i stand here
don't you walk away
and the world comes tumbling down
hand in hand in a violent life
making love on the edge of a knife
and the world comes tumbling down
and it's hard
for me to say
and it's hard
for me to stay
i'm going down
to be by myself
i'm going back
for the good of my health
and there's one thing
i couldnt do
sacrifice myself to you
sacrifice
baby baby i just can't see
just what you mean to me
i take my aim and i fake my words
i'm just your long time curse
and if you walk away
i can't take it
but that's the way that you are
and that's the things that you say
but now you've gone too far
with all the things you say
get back to where you come from
i can't help it
under the april skies
under the april sun
sun grows cold
sky gets black
and you broke me up
and now you won't come back
shaking hand, life is dead
and a broken heart
and a screaming head
under the april sky

[bowieee]

Oh Comely by nuetral milk hotel:

Oh Comely
Oh comely
I will be with you when you lose your breath
Chasing the only meaningful memory you thought you had left
With some pretty bright and bubbly terrible scene
That was doing her thing on your chest
But oh comely
It isn't as pretty as you'd like to guess
Oh comely
All of your friends are letting you blow
Bristling and ugly
Bursting with fruits falling out from the holes
Of some pretty bright and bubbly friend
You could need to say comforting things in your ear
But oh comely
There isn't such one friend that you could find here
Standing next to me
He's only my enemy
I'll crush him with everything I own

Your father made fetuses
With flesh licking ladies
While you and your mother
Were asleep in the trailer park
Thunderous sparks from the dark of the stadiums
The music and medicine you needed for comforting
So make all your fat fleshy fingers to moving
And pluck all your silly strings
And bend all your notes for me
Soft silly music is meaningful magical
The movements were beautiful
All in your ovaries
All of them milking with green fleshy flowers
While powerful pistons were sugary sweet machines
Smelling of semen all under the garden
Was all you were needing when you still believed in me

And I know they buried her body with others
Her sister and mother and 500 families
And will she remember me 50 years later
I wished I could save her in some sort of time machine
Know all your enemies
We know who are enemies are

Goldaline my dear
We will fold and freeze together
Far away from here
There is sun and spring and green forever
But now we move to feel
For ourselves inside some stranger's stomach
Place your body here
Let your skin begin to blend itself with mine

[CheekyShepherd]

Armageddon Days Are Here (Again) by The The (from the album "Mindbomb")


Are you ready Jesus?
Buddha?
Mohammed?
Well alright fellas. Let's go!

They're 5 miles high as the big crow flies
Leaving vapour trails across a blood red sky
Movin' in from the east, towards the west
With balaclava helmets over their heads

But if you think that Jesus Christ is coming
Honey, you've got another thing coming
If he ever finds out who's hijacked his name
He'll cut out his heart & turn in his grave

ISLAM is rising
The christians analysing
The world is on it's elbows & knees
It's forgotten the message & worships the creeds

"It's war" she cried, "It's war" she cried
THIS IS WAR
Drop your possessions all you simple folk
You'll find them on the beaches...in your underclothes
You'll thank the good lord for raising the union jack
Watch the ships sail out the harbor
And the bodies come floating back

Watch the ships sail out the harbor
And the bodies come floating back

But if you think that Jesus Christ is coming
Honey, you've got another thing coming
If he ever finds out who's hijacked his name
He'll cut out his heart & turn in his grave

ISLAM is rising
The christians analysing
The world is on it's elbows & knees
It's forgotten the message & worships the creeds

If the real Jesus Christ were to stand up today
He'd be gunned down cold by the CIA
The lights now burn brightest behind stained glass
Will cast the darkest shadows upon the human heart
But GOD didn't build himself that throne
God doesn't live in Israel or Rome
God doesn't belong to the "yankee dollar"
God doesn't plant the bombs for Hezbollah
God doesn't even go to church
And God won't send us down to Allah to burn
God will remind us what we already know
That the human race is about to reap what it's sown

ISLAM is rising
The christians analysing
The world is on it's elbows & knees
It's forgotten the message & worships the creeds

Armageddon Days Are Here...Again
Armageddon Days Are Here...Again
Armageddon Days Are Here...Again
Armageddon Days Are Here!!!!


Break The Silence by Depeche Mode (from the album "Violator")

Words like violence, break the silence
Come crashing in to my little world
Painful to me, Pierce right through me
Can't you understand, oh my little girl
All I ever wanted, all I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unneccesary
They can only do harm

Vows are spoken, to be broken
Feelings are intense, words are trivial
Pleasures remain, so does the pain
Words are meaningless
And forgettable
All I ever wanted, all I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unneccesary
They can only do harm

[aixela]

I tend to love the lyrics of those songs that are just a little off kilter

"Every Breath You Take" by The Police
"Master and Servant" by Depeche Mode
pretty much any song by Stabbing Wesytward

[aixela]

I tend to love the lyrics of those songs that are just a little off kilter

"Every Breath You Take" by The Police
"Master and Servant" by Depeche Mode
pretty much any song by Stabbing Wesytward

[Highspeed]

Artist: 2Pac f/ Money B, Shock G
Album: Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z.
Song: I Get Around
Typed by: scott_rodkey@hotmail.com

Aw yeah, I get around
Still clown with the Underground, when we come around
Stronger than ever

[Tupac]
Back to get wreck
All respect to those who break their neck to keep their hoes in check
Cause oh they sweat a brother majorly
And I don't know why, your girl keeps paging me
She tell me that she needs me, cries when she leaves me
And every time she sees me, she squeeze me, lady take it easy!
Hate to sound sleazy, but tease me, I don't want it if it's that easy
Ayo bust it, baby got a problem saying bye bye
Just another hazard of a fly guy
You ask why, don't matter, my pockets got fatter
Now everybody's looking for the latter
And ain't no need in being greedy
If you wanna see me dial the beeper number baby when you need me
And I'll be there in a jiffy
Don't be picky, just be happy with this quickie
But when you learn, you can't tie me down
Baby doll, check it out, I get around

What you mean you don't know? I get around
The Underground just don't stop for hoes, I get around
Still down with the Underground, I get around
Yeah, ayo Shock, let them hoes know

[Shock G]
Now you can tell from my everday fits, I ain't rich
So cease and desist with them tricks (tricks)
I'm just another black man caught up in the mix (mix)
Trying to make a dollar out of fifteen cents (A dime and a nickel)
Just cause I'm a freak don't mean that we could hit the sheets
Baby I can see, that you don't recognize me
I'm Shock G, the one who put the satin on your panties
Never knew a hooker that could share me, I get around

[Money B]
What's up love, how you doing? (All right)
Well I've been hanging sanging, trying to do my thang
Oh, you heard that I was banging
Your home girl you went to school with, that's cool
But did she tell you about her sister and your cousin? Thought I wasn't
See, weekends were made for Michelob
But it's a Monday, my day, so just let me hit it, yo
And don't mistake my statement for a clown
We can keep in the down low long as you know, that I get around

[Tupac]
2Pacalypse Now don't stop for hoes, I get around
Why I ain't call you? Ha ha, please

Finger tips on the hips as I dip, gotta get a tight grip, don't slip
Loose lips sink ships, it's a trip
I love the way she licks her lips, see me jocking
Put a little twist in her hips cause I'm watching
Conversations on the phone til the break of dawn
Now we all alone, why the lights on?
Turn 'em off, time to set it off, get you wet and soft
Something's on your mind, let it off
You don't know me, you just met me, you won't let me
Well if I couldn't have it (silly rabbit) why you sweating me?
It's a lot of real G's doing time
Cause a groupy bit the truth and told a lie
You picked the wrong guy baby if you're too fly
You need to hit the door, search for a new guy
Cause I only got one night in town
Break out or be clown, baby doll are you down?
I get around

[Shock G]
Round and round, round we go (Repeat 8x)

[BadCoverVersion]

Just listening to this at the moment, and realised I should post here...The lyrics are just bloody wonderful!

NEXT - SCOTT WALKER

(Brel/Shuman)

Naked as sin, an army towel
Covering my belly
Some of us blush, somehow
Knees turning to jelly
Next, next.

I was still just a kid
There were a hundred like me
I followed a naked body
A naked body follwed me
next, next.

I was still just a kid
When my innocence was lost
In a mobile army whorehouse
Gift from the army, free of cost
Next, next.

Me, I really would have liked
A little touch of tenderness
Maybe a word, a smile
An hour of happiness
But, next, next.

Oh, it wasn't so tragic
The high heavens did not fall
But how much of that time
I hated being there at all
Next, next.

Now I always will recall
The brothel truck, the flying flags
The queer lieutenant who slapped
Our asses as if we were fags
Next, next.

I swear on the wet head
Of my first case of gonorrhea
It is his ugly voice
That I forever hear
Next, next.

That voice that stinks of whiskey
Of corpses and of mud
It is the voice of nations
It is the thick voice of blood
Next, next.

And since then each woman
I have taken to bed
Seems to laugh in my arms
To whisper through my head
Next, next.

All the naked and the dead
Should hold each other's hands
As they watch me scream at night
In a dream no one understands
Next, next.

And when I am not screaming
In a voice grown dry and hollow
I stand on endless naked lines
Of the following and the followed
Next, next.

One day I'll cut my legs off
Or burn myself alive
Anything, I'll do anything
To get out of line to survive
Never to be next
Never to be next.

[CheekyShepherd]

I can't remember the lyrics off memory, but I recommend listening to the lyrics of:

Where The Wild Roses Grow by Nick Cave & Kylie Minogue (yes, Kylie Minogue!!!)

[Another Cliche Schmoe]

NOFX - The Decline

I agree... awesome song.

[notchreturns]

TOOL - Aenema

Some say the end is near.
Some say we'll see armageddon soon.
I certainly hope we will.
I sure could use a vacation from this

Bullshit three ring circus sideshow of
Freaks

Here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA
The only way to fix it is to flush it all away.
Any fucking time. Any fucking day.
Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay.

Fret for your figure and
Fret for your latte and
Fret for your hairpiece and
Fret for your lawsuit and
Fret for your prozac and
Fret for your pilot and
Fret for your contract and
Fret for your car.

It's a
Bullshit three ring circus sideshow of
Freaks

Here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA
The only way to fix it is to flush it all away.
Any fucking time. Any fucking day.
Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay.

Some say a comet will fall from the sky.
Followed by meteor showers and tidal waves.
Followed by faultlines that cannot sit still.
Followed by millions of dumbfounded dipshits.

Some say the end is near.
Some say we'll see armageddon soon.
I certainly hope we will cuz
I sure could use a vacation from this

Silly shit, stupid shit...

One great big festering neon distraction,
I've a suggestion to keep you all occupied.

Learn to swim.

Mom's gonna fix it all soon.
Mom's comin' round to put it back the way it ought to be.

Learn to swim.

Fuck L Ron Hubbard and
Fuck all his clones.
Fuck all those gun-toting
Hip gangster wannabes.

Learn to swim.

Fuck retro anything.
Fuck your tattoos.
Fuck all you junkies and
Fuck your short memory.

Learn to swim.

Fuck smiley glad-hands
With hidden agendas.
Fuck these dysfunctional,
Insecure actresses.

Learn to swim.

Cuz I'm praying for rain
And I'm praying for tidal waves
I wanna see the ground give way.
I wanna watch it all go down.
Mom please flush it all away.
I wanna watch it go right in and down.
I wanna watch it go right in.
Watch you flush it all away.

Time to bring it down again.
Don't just call me pessimist.
Try and read between the lines.

I can't imagine why you wouldn't
Welcome any change, my friend.

I wanna see it all come down.
suck it down.
flush it down.

[The Handeman]

R.E.M- LOSING MY RELIGION

SMASHING PUMPKINS- 1979

[FeverDog420]

"I'm a walking crucifixion
I'm a fucked-up memory
Destroying all that's left
Of my mother's misery.
I'm sucking on Satan's tit
She's milking me her pussy flow
I drink it 'til I forget
There's no place left to go."

[Grebdron]

Being a veteran, this song means alot to me.

Metallica-Disposable Heroes

Bodies fill the fields I see, hungry heroes end
No one to play soldier now, no one to pretend
running blind through killing fields, bred to kill them all
Victim of what said should be
a servant `til I fall

Soldier boy, made of clay
now an empty shell
twenty one, only son
but he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
do just as we say
finished here, Greeting Death
he's yours to take away

Back to the front
you will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front
you will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
you coward
you servant
you blindman

Barking of machinegun fire, does nothing to me now
sounding of the clock that ticks, get used to it somehow
More a man, more stripes you wear, glory seeker trends
bodies fill the fields I see
the slaughter never ends

Soldier boy, made of clay
now an empty shell
twenty one, only son
but he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
do just as we say
finished here, Greeting Death
he's yours to take away

Back to the front
you will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front
you will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
you coward
you servant
you blindman

Why, Am I dying?
Kill, have no fear
Lie, live off lying
Hell, Hell is here

I was born for dying

Life planned out before my birth, nothing could I say
had no chance to see myself, moulded day by day
Looking back I realize, nothing have I done
left to die with only friend
Alone I clench my gun

Soldier boy, made of clay
now an empty shell
twenty one, only son
but he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
do just as we say
finished here, Greeting Death
he's yours to take away

Back to the front
you will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front
you will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
you coward
you servant
you blindman

Back to the front.

[electriclite]

Patti Smith Beneath the Southern Cross


Oh
to be
not anyone
gone
this maze of being
skin
oh
to cry
not any cry
so mournful that
the dove just laughs
the steadfast gasps

oh
to owe
not anyone
nothing
to be
not here
but here
forsaking
equatorial bliss
who walked through
the callow mist
dressed in scraps
who walked
the curve of the world
whose bone scraped
whose flesh unfurled
who grieves not
anyone gone
to greet lame
the inspired sky
amazed to stumble
where gods get lost
beneath
the southern cross




Fiona Apple Sullen Girl

Days like this, I don't know what to do with myself
All day -- and all night
I wander the halls along the walls and under my breath
I say to myself
I need fuel -- to take flight --

And there's too much going on
But it's calm under the waves, in the blue of my oblivion
Under the waves in the blue of my oblivion

Is that why they call me a sullen girl -- sullen girl
They don't know I used to sail the deep and tranquil sea
but he washed me shore and he took my pearl
And left and empty shell of me

And there's too much going on
But it's clam under the waves, in the blue of my oblivion
Under the waves in the blue of my oblivion
Under the waves in the blue of my oblivion
It's calm under the waves in the blur of my oblivion

[Madeline]

:o All pearl jam and radiohead lyrics

[CheekyShepherd]

Praying For Time - (Michael)

These are the days of the open hand
They might just be the last
Look around now
These are the days of the beggars and the choosers

This is the year of the hungry man
Whose place is in the past
Hand in hand with ignorance
And legitimate excuses

The rich declare themselves poor
And most of us are not sure
If we have too much
But we'll take our chances
'Cause God's stopped keeping score
I guess somewhere along the way
He must have let us all out to play
Turned his back and all God's children
Crept out the back door

And it's hard to love
There's so much to hate
Hanging on to hope
When there is no hope to speak of
And the wounded skies above
Say it's much too much too late
Well maybe we should all be praying for time

These are the days of the empty hand
Oh you hold on to what you can
And charity is a coat you wear twice a year

This is the year of the guilty man
Your television takes a stand
And you find that what was over there is over here

So you scream from behind your door
Say what's mine is mine and not yours
I may have too much but I'll take my chances
'Cause God's stopped keeping score
And you cling to the things they sold you
Did you cover your eyes when they told you
That he can't come back
'Cause he has no children to come back for

It's hard to love there's so much to hate
Hanging on to hope when there is no hope to speak of
And the wounded skies above say it's much too late
So maybe we should all be praying for time

[Grebdron]

Originally posted by Madeline
:o All pearl jam lyrics

You gotta be careful saying "all" of anybody's lyrics. This looks pretty stupid to me.

Pearl Jam-Smile

Don't it make you smile? (2x)
When the sun don't shine
Don't it make you smile?

Don't it make you smile?
Don't it make me smile? yeah
When the sun don't shine, it don't shine at all, yeah
Don't it make me smile?

I miss you already, yeah, I miss you always
I miss you already, yeah, I miss you all day
This is how I feel
I, I miss you already, yeah, I miss you always
The crooked heart swells all around, yeah, I miss you all day

The crooked heart swells all around, yeah
Don't it make you smile? (2x)
The crooked heart swells all around

[CheekyShepherd]

A Few Words Too Many

Written by Billie Myers & Desmond Child



Wait a minute
What did you say
Did I hear you say
There's no real reason left for you to stay?
Under your breath I hear your soft voice break
Can we still be friends
I hear you talking but you're just not making sense
I've been hoping for a happy ending
Now I know that there won't be any

Just a few words too many
In my head
A few words too many
In this bed
A few words too many
Left unsaid
Oh I wish that we were strangers
We could start again
Start again
All over

A broken shadow falls across your face
As you hesitate
Trying to think of all the things you need to say

Bare face the truth lies at my feet
As you turn away
Sometimes silence has a way of making peace

I've been hoping for a happy ending
Now I knew that there won't be any

Just a few words too many
In my head
A few words too many
In this bed
A few words too many
Left unsaid
Oh I wish that we were strangers
We could start again
Start again
All over again

Staring at the ceiling
Wondering just what you're feeling
Was it me
Or was it you
What's the difference
If I knew

Maybe I wouldn't feel so empty
If I had heard a few words too many
In my head
A few words too many
In this bed
A few words too many
Left unsaid

Oh I wish that we were strangers
We could start again
Start again
Start all over again

We could start again
We could start again

Round and round and round and round
In my head

Yeah

Wait a minute
What did you say
Did I hear you say

[meltingman]

The very best lyrics ever are always within the songs of the music and the musician or group that you currently love. My favorite band right now is Tool because I really like their music. Therefore, according to my theory, the best lyrics right now are those found in

TOOL


I'm sweating,
and breathing
and staring and thinking
and sinking
deeper.
It's almost like I'm swimming.
The sun is burning hot again
on the hunter
and the fisherman,
and he's trying to remember when,
but it makes him dizzy.
Seems like I've been here before.
Seems so familiar.
Seems like I'm slipping
into a dream within a dream.
Must be the way you whisper.
The sun is setting cool again.
I'm the thinker
and the fisherman
and I'm trying to remember when
but it makes me dizzy.
and I'm sweating,
and breathing,
and staring and thinking
and sinking
deeper
and it's almost like I'm swimming.
Seems like I've been here before.
Seems so familiar.
Seems like I'm slipping
into a dream within a dream.
It's the way you whisper.
It drags me under
and takes me home.

[pedro]

here are the lyrics to some cool songs;

Anne's song - Faith no More

"HEY!" "WHAT??" "Oh nothing just wondering what it if you're doing
that whatever it is you're doing. "Oh yeah, why?" "I dunno, it just
doesn't seem like something you'd be doing that's all, you of all
people, know what I mean?" "Yeah, I know it's been bugging you since the
day I was born, huh? I asked my friend Anned about it. I said, 'Anne,
Anne, Anne, what am I supposed to do, it's been bugging them since the
day that I was born.' She said, 'Do whatever the hell you want to do!
Now is the time to do whatever you want and it will still turn out
great. You've got the whole world at your feet.'"
I never claimed to be different, I always said I was bored, and she's
tired of your uniqueness, it sends her over head, first, then the rest
of her follows, the breath of life, it never left her hollow...

I can do everthing, she said, she said with a smile
And I can go anywhere tonight, cause I'm with Anne

Anne, Anne, Who? Anne Dagnabit, Island princess, girl with the juice
What this? I see she brought her whole uptown contingent. First there's
Jon E., he always love to party, he's followed by Vinnie, who's feelin
kinda skinny, he says "Hey Anne I'm starved what you got to eat", she
says "Vinnie you're always starving man, get away from that fridge!"
Here comes lucy she's feelin really sexy, she's followed by her
boyfriend, who'd better not turn around, this time, or he's bound to lose
her, and here come Jamilla, who's got the cream soda...

I can do anything, she said, she said with a smile
And I can go anywhere tonight, cause I'm with Anne

The Chainheart Machine - Soilwork
(this song is up here, mainly because it has a Hellraiser quote:) )

I am the sledgehammer messiah, waiting for sins to be born
And if you stop for a moment you can hear the machines are playing your song
There's nowhere to run and nowhere to speak
I'm gaining you're falling into me
Tell me you piece of shit, how does it feel
To be down here with me?
Living, living, dreaming dreaming
Drowning!

Chainheart Machine
By cosmic retribution I've been sent
Cause I'll rise, You'll fall
Roll the dice!
My call

Tick tock, time to die
No use reaching as time goes by
Self absorbed egotistical...fuck!
I'm reigning your life!

Preaching for the Sun
They say there is a sun
So I'm preaching for the sun
They say there...is a sun

My body is chained to the ground where I walk
They stalk they hunt my every thought with
Execution, Evolution, Disillusion Pre-conclusion
Why is it me?

Chainheart Machine
Your suffering will be legendary, even in hell!
Cause i'll rise, you'll fall
Roll the dice!

My call!


JERMEY - Pearl Jam (any song of ten is awesome)

At home, drawing pictures of mountain tops, with him on top
Lemon yellow sun, arms raised in a V
The dead lay in pools of maroon below

Daddy didn't give attention
To the fact that mommy didn't care
King Jeremy the wicked, oh, ruled his world
Jeremy spoke in class today

Clearly I remember pickin' on the boy
Seemed a harmless little fuck
But we unleashed a lion
Gnashed his teeth and bit the recess lady's breast
How could I forget?
And he hit me with a surprise left
My jaw left hurtin', ooh, dropped wide open
Just like the day, oh, like the day I heard

Daddy didn't give affection
And the boy was something mommy wouldn't wear
King Jeremy the wicked, ruled his world

Jeremy spoke in class today
Woo
Try to forget this...try to forget this...
Try to erase this...try to erase this...
From the blackboard...

Jeremy spoke in class today
Jeremy spoke in, spoke in
Jeremy spoke in class today

[BadCoverVersion]

Pulp - Wickerman

Just behind the station, before you reach the traffic island, a river runs thru' a concrete channel. I took you there once; I think it was after the Leadmill. The water was dirty & smelt of industrialisation, little mesters coughing their lungs up & globules the colour of tomato ketchup. But it flows. Yeah, it flows. Underneath the city thru' dirty brickwork conduits, connecting white witches on the Moor with pre-raphaelites down in Broomhall. Beneath the old Trebor factory that burnt down in the early seventies. Leaving an antiquated sweet-shop smell & caverns of nougat & caramel. Nougat. Yeah, nougat & caramel. & the river flows on. Yeah, the river flows on beneath pudgy fifteen-year olds addicted to coffee whitener, courting couples naked on Northern Upholstery & pensioners gathering dust like bowls of plastic tulips. & it finally comes above ground again at Forge Dam: the place where we first met.
I went there again for old time's sake, hoping to find the child's toy horse ride that played such a ridiculously tragic tune. It was still there - but none of the kids seemed interested in riding on it. & the cafe was still there too; the same press-in plastic letters on the price list & scuffed formica-top tables. I sat as close as possible to the seat where I'd met you that autumn afternoon. & then, after what seemed like hours of thinking about it, I finally took your face in my hands & I kissed you for the first time & a feeling like electricity flowed thru' my whole body. & I immediately knew that I'd entered a completely different world. & all the time, in the background, the sound of that ridiculously heartbreaking child's ride outside.
At the other end of town the river flows underneath an old railway viaduct; I went there with you once - except you were somebody else - & we gazed down at the sludgy brown surface of the water together. Then a passer-by told us that it used to be a local custom to jump off the viaduct into the river, when coming home from the pub on a Saturday night. But that this custom had died out when someone jumped & landed too near to the riverbank & had sunk in the mud there & drowned before anyone could reach them. I don't know if he'd just made the whole story up, but there's no way you'd get me to jump off that bridge. No chance. Never in a million years.
Yeah, a river flows underneath this city, I'd like to go there with you now my pretty & follow it on for miles & miles, below other people's ordinary lives. Occasionally catching a glimpse of the moon, thru' man-hole covers along the route. Yeah, it's dark sometimes but if you hold my hand, I think I know the way. Oh, this is as far as we got last time but if we go just another mile we will surface surrounded by grass & trees & the fly-over that takes the cars to cities. Buds that explode at the slightest touch, nettles that sting - but not too much. I've never been past this point, what lies ahead I really could not say. & I used to live just by the river, in a dis-used factory just off the Wicker & the river flowed by day after day & "One day" I thought, "One day I will follow it" but that day never came; I moved away & lost track but tonight I am thinking about making my way back. I may find you there & float on wherever the river may take me. Wherever the river may take me. Wherever the river may take us. Wherever it wants us to go. Wherever it wants us to go.

[PsychoFreak]

sick, so sick of this, you motherf****** make me wanna slit my wrist

-murderdolls

[Highspeed]

Artist: 2Pac f/ Outlawz
Album: Gang Related soundtrack
Song: Lost Souls
Typed by: dj.flash@pobox.com

[Tupac]
Cause I hate to spend
My life, my life, my life, my life
Duckin one-time! (Lost Soul)
How it start, how it start

Started off with, runnin from copses duck and hide from helicopters
We open fire, who can stop us
Livin the life of trife juveniles, hopin for righteous
Gettin twenty-five to life, if the judge don't like us
In my clearest pictures, I see authorities itchin to get us
ATF state feds scandalous bitches
I wasn't promised to it, wasn't bitter or sweet
See if a, nigga don't hustle then the nigga don't eat
Only streets livin do or die circle complete
Repetitive motions and felons in the rush for cheese
Please understand my history a man of many acts
Livin Thug Life, comin equipped, with many gats
Maybe I was just a Lost Soul, trapped in time
Livin in between life, and the cracks were blind
Even though we had hope for dreams that never came
Yet and still we all feel pain

Just wait until rain turn to sunshine
Cause I hate to spend, my life, my life, my life, my life
Duckin one-time! Stranded in the County in the worst way
Hell of a way to spend my twenty-first birthday
Born in the ghetto as a street thug
It's for the neighborhood and weed spots that we love
Lost Souls...

Lost Souls nigga, for my homeboys that passed on
Words from the mind of a Lost Soul

Just wait until rain turn to sunshine
Cause I hate to spend, my life, my life, my life, my life
Duckin one-time!

[Young Noble]
My brother Sean, first on my list, he stuck with
a three-five when he get out would I be dead or alive
He taught me the rules so much, but still In Thugs I Trust
When in danger never hesitate to keep my fuckin trap shut
My Mom Dukes got a little bit of Thug in her
The Devil loves sinners crackheads and drug dealer
Sometimes I feel like the streets are takin over
Never stayin sober, the brain over and over backtrack
My stack's fat, I used to take new
One love to my crew aiyyo this one's for you

[Tupac]
R.I.P., rest in peace to Moo Brown
Know what we gotta do baby, one-time

Just wait until rain turn to sunshine
Cause I hate to spend, my life, my life, my life, my life
Duckin one-time!
(repeat 2X)

One-time! One-time! One-time!

[Idi Amin]
I was born twenty-two years ago, yesterday
But see I saw no reason for me to celebrate, let me demonstrate
Entered the world from out a poisonous womb
Heroin bein consumed already predicitin my doom, soon
to be one of the many misguided
Always the first one on the block to be done tried it and liked it
Lost before I had a chance to find my way
Now I travel through life, not knowin the time of day
Crime for pay, I'm on my way, but don't know, where I'ma end up
I swear to God, it's just a setup
And these are the words from the mind of a Lost Soul (I'ma Lost Soul)

[Tupac]
Just wait until rain turn to sunshine
Cause I hate to spend, my life, my life, my life, my life
Duckin one-time!
(repeat 8X)

All of y'all, keepin y'all in health

To all of y'all, keepin y'all in health
Just to see you smile and enjoy yourself
(repeat 2X)

For all my Doggz, keepin y'all in health
Just to see you smile and enjoy yourself
(repeat 3X)

Throw your hands up (4X to fade)

[Grebdron]

Harry Truman, Doris Day, Red China, Johnny Ray
South Pacific, Walter Winchell, Joe Dimaggio

Joe Mccarthy, Richard Nixon, Studebaker, Television
North Korea, South Korea, Marilyn Monroe

Rosenbergs, H-Bomb, Sugar Ray, Panmunjom
Brando, "The King and I" and "The Catcher in the Rye"

Eisenhower, Vaccine, England's got a new queen
Macciano, Liberace, Santayana Goodbye

We didn't start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world's been turning
We didn't start the fire
No we didn't light it
But we tried to fight it

Joseph Stalin, Malenkov, Nasser and Prokofiev
Rockefeller, Campanella, Communist Bloc

Roy Cohn, Juan Peron, Toscanini, Dacron
Dien Bien Phu Falls, "Rock Around the Clock"

Einstein, James Dean, Brooklyn's got a winning team
Davy Crockett, Peter Pan, Elvis Presley, Disneyland

Bardot, Budapest, Alabama, Krushchev
Princess Grace, "Peyton Place", Trouble in the Suez

We didn't start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world's been turning
We didn't start the fire
No we didn't light it
But we tried to fight it

Little Rock, Pasternak, Mickey Mantle, Kerouac
Sputnik, Chou En-Lai, "Bridge on the River Kwai"

Lebanon, Charles de Gaulle, California Baseball
Starkweather Homicide, Children of Thalidomide

Buddy Holly, "Ben Hur", Space Monkey, Mafia
Hula Hoops, Castro, Edsel is a no-go

U-2, Synghman Rhee, Payola and Kennedy
Chubby Checker, "Psycho", Belgians in the Congo

We didn't start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world's been turning
We didn't start the fire
No we didn't light it
But we tried to fight it

Hemingway, Eichmann, "Stranger in a Strange Land"
Dylan, Berlin, Bay of Pigs Invasion

"Lawrence of Arabia", British Beatlemania
Ole Miss, John Glenn, Liston Beats Patterson

Pope Paul, Malcolm X, British Politician Sex
JFK, blown away, what else do i have to say

We didn't start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world's been turning
We didn't start the fire
No we didn't light it
But we tried to fight it

Birth control, Ho Chi Minh, Richard Nixon back again
Moonshot, Woodstock, Watergate, Punk Rock

Begin, Reagan, Palestine, Terror on the airline
Ayatollah's in Iran, Russians in Afghanistan

"Wheel of Fortune", Sally Ride, Heavy Metal, Suicide
Foreign Debts, Homeless Vets, AIDS, Crack, Bernie Goetz

Hypodermics on the shore, China's under martial law
Rock and Roller Cola Wars, i can't take it anymore

We didn't start the fire,
It was always burnin',
Since the world's been turnin'
We didn't start the fire,
But when we are gone
Will it still burn on, and on, and on, and on...

[electriclite]

U2 Love is Blindness



Love is blindness
I don't want to see
Won't you wrap the night
Around me
Oh my heart
Love is blindness


In a parked car
In a crowded street
You see your love
Made complete
Thread is ripping
The knot is slipping
Love is blindness


Love is clockworks
And cold steel
Fingers too numb to feel
Squeeze the handle
Blow out the candle
Love is blindness


Love is blindness
I don't want to see
Won't you wrap the night
Around me
Oh my love
Blindness


A little death
Without mourning
No call
And no warning
Baby...a dangerous idea
That almost makes sense


Love is drowning
In a deep well
All the secrets
And no one to tell
Take the money
Honey
Blindness


Love is blindness
I don't want to see
Won't you wrap the night
Around me
Oh my love
Blindness

[Morgana]

Some of my favorites...

Once - Pearl Jam
Chloe/Crown of Thorns - Mother Love Bone
A Day in the Life - The Beatles
Subdivisions - Rush
The Big Money - Rush
Time Stand Still - Rush
Roll the Bones - Rush

I think it's pretty obvious I like Rush lyrics. ;)

[Grebdron]

Originally posted by Morgana

Subdivisions - Rush
The Big Money - Rush
Time Stand Still - Rush
Roll the Bones - Rush


You just elevated yourself into one of my favorite schmoes with one post. (Not that you care.;)) Neil Peart is second to none when it comes to lyric writing. Rush is THE best band, ever. Do you know any of their older stuff?

Subdivisions

Sprawling on the fringes of the city
In geometric order
An insulated border
In between the bright lights
And the far unlit unknown

Growing up it all seems so one-sided
Opinions all provided
The future pre-decided
Detached and subdivided
In the mass production zone

Nowhere is the dreamer
Or the misfit so alone

Subdivisions -
In the high school halls
In the shopping malls
Conform or be cast out
Subdivisions -
In the basement bars
In the backs of cars
Be cool or be cast out
Any escape might help to smooth
The unattractive truth
But the suburbs have no charms to soothe
The restless dreams of youth

Drawn like moths we drift into the city
The timeless old attraction
Cruising for the action
Lit up like a firefly
Just to feel the living night

Some will sell their dreams for small desires
Or lose the race to rats
Get caught in ticking traps
And start to dream of somewhere
To relax their restless flight

Somewhere out of a memory
Of lighted streets on quiet nights...

The Spirit of Radio

Begin the day with a friendly voice,
A companion unobtrusive
Plays the song that's so elusive
And the magic music makes your morning mood.
Off on your way, hit the open road,
There is magic at your fingers
For the Spirit ever lingers,
Undemanding contact in your happy solitude.
Invisible airwaves crackle with life
Bright antenna bristle with the energy
Emotional feedback on timeless wavelength
Bearing a gift beyond price, almost free
All this machinery making modern music
Can still be open-hearted.
Not so coldly charted, it's really just a question
Of your honesty, yeah, your honesty.
One likes to believe in the freedom of music,
But glittering prizes and endless compromises
Shatter the illusion of integrity.
For the words of the prophets were written on the studio wall,
Concert hall
And echoes with the sound of salesmen.

[Morgana]

Greb, I totally agree, Neil Peart is one of the best in the business. Musically I find Rush superb as well. I have a medley of their songs stuck in my head right now. :)

Regarding the early Rush material, Geddy is a little too screetchy for me. I'm partial to the 80's material and onward when he mellowed out a bit.

The voice, the voice...LOL...it's an acquired taste.

[Grebdron]

Originally posted by Morgana
The voice, the voice...LOL...it's an acquired taste.

I suppose it is an acquired taste. But I've been a fan since about 1975, so I acquired it early. I guess Signals was the first where you think he mellowed out some?

[Morgana]

I got into Rush in the early 80's, so I'd say Permanent Waves and Moving Pictures is when Geddy started sounding a little less soprano-ish.

Nice to see a fellow Rush fan, btw. Cool you posted those lyrics! :)

[Highspeed]

Kick off shoes, jump on the jock
Listen to the Jam Master as he starts to rock
His name is Jay and he's on his way
To be the best DJ in the US of A

J-a-y are the letters of his name
Cutting and scratching are the aspects of his game
So check out the Master as he cuts these jams
And look at us with the mics in our hands
Then take a count, 1 2 3
Jam Master Jay, Run-D.M.C.

He's Jam Master Jay, the big beat blaster
He gets better cause he knows he has to
In '84 he'll be a little faster
And only practice makes a real Jam Master

We're live as can be but we're not singing the blues
We got to tell all y'all the good news
The good news is that there is a crew
Not 5, not 4, not 3, just 2
2 MC's who are claiming the fame
And all other things won't be the same
Beacause it's about time for a brand new group
Run-D.M.C. to put you up on the scoop
We make the fly girls scream in ecstacy
We rock the freshest rhymes at a party
We put all the fellas in a daze
It's everyone that we amaze
And we got the master of a disco scratch
There's not a break that he can't catch
Jam Master Jay that is his name
And all wild DJ's he will tame
Behind the turntables is where he stands
Then there is the movement of his hands
So when asked who's the best, y'all should say:
"Run-D.M.C. and Jam Master Jay"

Jam Master Jay is the one in charge
It's up to him to rock beats that are truly large
He is the master of the scratch and cut
So move your arms, so move your legs
So won't you move your butt

We're not talking ground, we're not talking sky
We're not talking low, we're not talking high
We're not talking big, we're not talking small
We want all of the people on off the wall
We're not talking night, we're not talking day
But we're talking bout Jam Master Jay

(Out of complete RESPECT for what this man has done with Hip Hop)

[Reigh Kaufman]

Can't be arsed writing the whole songs but:

We want the world and we want it now - The Doors, When The Music Is Over

The dead man's hands had beautiful fingers - Ocean Colour Scene, Half A Dream Away

Jai Guru Deva, nothing's going to change my world - The Beatles, Across The Universe

It was too cold to cry when I woke up alone - Tom Petty, Mary Jane's Last Dance

Take a left, a sharp left and another left, meet me at the corner we'll start again - Badly Drawn Boy, Once Around The Block

Rie's car driving me over but I don't mind - Gomez, Rie's Wagon (where I got the name Reigh from if anyone is interested. I also used the name for my nephew)

As I turned to you and I said, 'You're messing with a good heart' - Starsailor, Good Souls

We live in a beautiful world...and we do and we do - Coldplay, Sinking Like Stones

Woke up in my mother's arms - Sliver, Nirvana

I know one day you'll have a beautiful life, I know you'll be the sun in somebody else's sky - Pearl Jam, Black

I could have lied, I'm such a fool, my eyes could never ever keep their cool - Red Hot Chilli Peppers, I could Have Lied

I'll make it to the moon if I have to crawl - RHCP, Scar Tissue

[electriclite]

Originally posted by Reigh Kaufman


I know one day you'll have a beautiful life, I know you'll be the sun in somebody else's sky - Pearl Jam, Black

I could have lied, I'm such a fool, my eyes could never ever keep their cool - Red Hot Chilli Peppers, I could Have Lied

I'll make it to the moon if I have to crawl - RHCP, Scar Tissue


I'll match those with:

I wish I was the full moon shining off your Camaro's hood Pearl Jam Wishlist

I always liked this line best from Scar Tissue:
Fallin’ all over myself/ To lick your heart and taste your health

and "I Could Have Lied"
But now she's gone yes she's gone away/A soulful song that would not stay


People meditate/Hey that's just great/Trying to find the inner you..... I dunno why I'm a one man guy, or why I'm a one man show/ With these 3 cubic feet of bone and blood and meat are all I love and know Rufus Wainwright One Man Guy

[asyouwish530]

Unfolding enveloping missiles of soul
Recall senses sadly
Mirage like soft blue like lanterns below
To light the way gladly
Whether whistling heaven's clouds disappear
Where the wind withers memory
Whether whiteness whisks soft shadows away
Feel flows (White hot glistening shadowy flows)
Feel goes (Black hot glistening shadowy flows)


Unbending never ending tablets of time
Record all the yearning
Unfearing all appearing message divine
Eases the burning
Whether willing witness waits at my mind
Whether hope dampens memory
Whether wonderous will stands tall at my side
Feel flows (White hot glistening shadowy flows)
Feel goes (Black hot glistening shadowy flows)


Encasing all embracing wreath of repose
Engulfs all the senses
Imposing, unclosing thoughts that compose
Retire the fences
Whether wholly heartened life fades away
Whether harps heal the memory
Whether wholly heartened life fades away
Whether wonderous will stands tall at my side
Whether whiteness whisks soft shadows away
Feel goes (White hot glistening shadowy flows)
Feel flows (Black hot glistening shadowy flows)
Feel goes (White hot glistening shadowy flows)
Feelings to grow (White hot glistening shadowy flows)


White hot glistening shadowy flows
White hot glistening shadowy flows
White hot glistening shadowy flows

[JCLC11]

Below are a few of my favorite songs including my favorite verses from each song.

"In Your Eyes" - Peter Gabriel

In your eyes
The light the heat
In your eyes
I am complete
In your eyes
I see the doorway to a thousand churches
In your eyes
The resolution of all the fruitless searches
In your eyes
I see the light and the heat
In your eyes
Oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light
The heat I see in your eyes


"Everlong" - Foo Fighters

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 gotta 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.


"Iris" - The Goo- Goo Dolls

And I'd give up forever to touch you
'Cause I know that you feel me some how
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now
And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life . . .
And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything feels like the movies
Yeah you bleed just to know you're alive


"On My Own" - Katie Holmes (Yes, THAT Katie Holmes.)

Without him,
the world around me changes
The trees are bare and everywhere the streets are full of strangers . . . [But] Without me
His world will go on turnin'


"Thinking Over" - Dana Glover

(Okay so this one's a little repetitive . . . lol.)

There are so many thoughts in my head
There are two roads to walk down
And one road to choose
So I'm thinking over the things that you've said
I'm thinking over the things
I'm thinking over, thinking over, thinking over the things that you've said
I'm thinking over, thinking over, thinking over the things

[BakeTheMooCow]

I want to add another good lyric

The truth is you could slit my throat and with my one last gasping breath, I'd apologize for bleeding on your shirt

That's Taking Back Sunday - You're So Last Summer. Very cool song.

About Neil Peart ; Does anyone else agree he is one of the greatest drummers ever? If I made a list of my favorite drummers of all time, they would be :

1) Mike Portnoy - Dream Theater
2) Neil Peart - Rush
3) Danny Carey - Tool
4) Raymond Herrera - Fear Factory
5) Dave Grohl - Nirvana/QOTSA

Portnoy and Peart both do awesome drum solos

[scottish-movie-freak]

I've been dreaming of the things I've learnt about a boy
Whose bleeding, celebrate to elevate
The joy is not the same without the pain

Ipso facto
Using up your oxygen, you know I'm shallow
Calling out for extra help
You've got to let me in or let me out

Oh something to talk about
Yeah something to talk about

I've been dreaming of the things I've learnt about a boy
Whose leaving, nothing else to chance again
You've got to let me in or let me out

Oh something to talk about
Yeah something to talk about

Recognise this BCV?!?! I absolutley love Something To Talk About!!! :) The lyrics may be a little sentamental but this song just makes me warm and fuzzy inside....

[Harry Hood]

Originally posted by BakeTheMooCow
I want to add another good lyric

The truth is you could slit my throat and with my one last gasping breath, I'd apologize for bleeding on your shirt

That's Taking Back Sunday - You're So Last Summer. Very cool song.

About Neil Peart ; Does anyone else agree he is one of the greatest drummers ever? If I made a list of my favorite drummers of all time, they would be :

1) Mike Portnoy - Dream Theater
2) Neil Peart - Rush
3) Danny Carey - Tool
4) Raymond Herrera - Fear Factory
5) Dave Grohl - Nirvana/QOTSA

Portnoy and Peart both do awesome drum solos
Personallly I've always thought Neil Peart and Carter Beauford of the Dave Matthews Band have been the best drummers of all time.

[Grebdron]

I've always thought that Neil Peart is the finest drummer I've ever heard. Bun E. Carlos from Cheap Trick is also outstanding.

[I_am_the_way(HR]

my favoret song has to be Anti-Flag, Police Song it is amaging. hope you people acuaty read it, it is amazing.

A black man driving down the street one day
Pulled over by racist boys in blue in Brentwood,PA
There's no real reason, they don't have any right
It's just that in their eyes he's not the correct shade of white...

Driving in a neighborhood that's reigned by whites
Ain't healthy for a black man trying to live a lengthy life
All those cops they walked off free, but him he's in a grave
His name is Johnny Gammage, one of thousands they have slain

We've got no rights...
....when cops can kill
It's not right...
....we live in fear

Patrol man cruising in his car at night
Just looking for some homeys he can rough up in a fight
Pulled over 3 kids in a total rage
Next thing you know there's bodies all over the place
His back up came & they're all acting tough
3 kids vs. 6 or 7 cops all armed with billy clubs
The cops they did it just cause those kids color and their age
They say that's not the truth, but this happens every fucking day!!!

We've got no rights...
....when cops can kill
It's not right...
....we live in fear

Fear of what you're gonna do, when a cop's talking shit to you
Fear of what you're gonna say, when the cops come gunning your way
Fear of what you shouldn't do, when the cops try to provoke you
Fear that on any given day, the cops should take your life away...

They say they're here to keep the peace...

WHAT A BUNCH OF FUCKIN' SHIT!!!

We've got no rights...
....when cops can kill
It's not right...
....we live in fear

TAKE BACK YOUR RIGHTS!!!

[BadCoverVersion]

Originally posted by scottish-movie-freak
I've been dreaming of the things I've learnt about a boy
Whose bleeding, celebrate to elevate
The joy is not the same without the pain

Ipso facto
Using up your oxygen, you know I'm shallow
Calling out for extra help
You've got to let me in or let me out

Oh something to talk about
Yeah something to talk about

I've been dreaming of the things I've learnt about a boy
Whose leaving, nothing else to chance again
You've got to let me in or let me out

Oh something to talk about
Yeah something to talk about

Recognise this BCV?!?! I absolutley love Something To Talk About!!! :) The lyrics may be a little sentamental but this song just makes me warm and fuzzy inside....

Awww, I've been listening to this little beauty today...

Silent Sigh is my favourite from About a Boy, but this one is a cracker...and I'm totally with you on the warm and fuzzy feeling ;)

[jackson13]

I happen to think Creed has some of the best lyrics ever, I love all of their songs. Heres the lyrics from 3 of my favorite songs of thiers:

One Last Breath:

Please come now, I think im falling
Im holding on to all I think is safe
It seems I've found the road to nowhere
And im trying to escape
I yelled back when I heard thunder
But im down to one last breath
And with it let me say
Let me say

Hold me now
Im six feet from the edge and im thinking
That maybe six feet
Aint so far down

Im looking down now that its over
Reflecting on all of my mistakes
I thought I found the road to somewhere
Somewhere in His grace
I cried out Heaven save me
But im down to one last breath
And with it let me say
Let me say

Hold me now
Im six feet from the edge and i'm thinking
That maybe six feet
Aint so far down

Sad eyes follow me
But I still believe theres something left for me
So please come stay with me
Cause i still theres something left for you and me
for you and me
for you and me

Hold me now
Im six feet from the edge and im thinking
Maybe six feet
aint so far down

My Sacrifice:

Hello my friend we meet again
Its been awhile where should we begin...feels like forever
Within my heart are memories
Of the perfect love that you gave to me
I remember

When you are with me
Im free...im careless...I beleive
Above all the others we'll fly
This brings tears to my eyes
My Sacrifice

We've seen our shares of ups and downs
Oh how quickly life can turn around in an instant
It feels so good to reunite
Within yourself and within your mind
Lets find peace there

When you are with me
I'm free...im careless...I beleive
Above all the others we'll fly
This brings tears to my eyes
My sacrifice

I just want to say hello again

Dont Stop Dancing:

At times life is wicked and I just cant see the light
A silver lining sometimes isnt enough
To make some wrongs seem right
Whatever life brings
I've been through everything
And now im on my knees again

But I know I must go on
Although I hurt I must be strong
Because inside I know many feel this way

Children dont stop dancing
Believe you can fly
Away...away

At time lifes unfair and you know its plain to see
Hey God I know im just a dot in this world
Have you forgot about me?
Whatever life brings
I've been through everything
And know im on my knees again

But I know I must go on
Although I hurt I must be strong
Because inside I know many feel this way

Am I hiding in the shadows?
Forget the pain and forget the sorrows

But I know I must go on
Although I hurt I must be strong
Because inside I know many feel this way

Children dont stop dancing
Believe you can fly
Away...away

Am I hiding in the shadows?
Are we hiding in the shadows?

I also love the lyrics to this song:

Runaway by Linkin Park:

Grafitti decorations
underneath a sky of dust
a constant wave of tension
on top of broken trust
the lessons that you taught me
I learned were never true
Now I find myself in question
(they point the finger at me again)
guilt by association
(you point the finger at me again)

Paper bags and angry voices
under a sky of dust
another wave of tension
has more than filled me up
all my talk of taking action
those words were never true

I wanna run away
never say goodbye
I wanna know the truth
Instead of wondering why
I wanna know the answers
no more lies
I wanna shut the door
and open up my mind

Gonna run away

And the lyrics to one of my all time fav songs:

Good Riddance (Time of your life) by Green Day:

Another turning point
A fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist
Directs you where to go
So make the best of this test
And dont ask why
Its not a question
But a lesson learned in time

Its something unpredictable
But in the end is right
I hope you had the time of your life

So take the photographs
And still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf of good health
And good time
Tattoos of memories
And dead skin on trial
For what its worth
It was worth all the while
I hope you had the time of your life

[dpf3737]

I love the lyrics to this album! It is like one big cycle and how the last word to each song corresponds to the next.

Opeth - My Arms, Your Hearse

PROLOGUE A morning in magenta, the petals fed from the dew. She held her breath for a moment, to pause off the stream. Still clinging to vast, old memories. And I would marvel at her beauty, playing through the rain. The coffin is beautifully engraved. Stained by soil, symbols of death. All of which are stared upon, with porcelain eyes it seems. Some spoke, and it was my turn to go. In death entwined, I could not believe. But it hangs around my neck. A soft breeze passed me by, somewhat warmer for a second. I knew it was the coming of spring, thus our APRIL ETHEREAL It was me, peering through the looking-glass. Beyond the embrace of Christ. Like the secret face within the tapestry. Like a bird of prey over the crest. And she was swathed in sorrow, as if born within its mask. Her candlelight snuffed, the icon smiled. Emptiness followed by her wake. I could clasp her in undying love. Within ghostlike rapture the final word was mine. She faced me in awe. ´twas a token of ebony colour. Embodied in faint vapour. Wandering through April´s fire. Compelled to grasp and to hold the one that was you. I will endure, hide away. I would outrun the scythe, glaring with failure. It is a mere destiny I thought, a threshold I had crossed before. The rain was waving goodbye, and when the night came the forest folded its branches around me. Something passed by, and I went into a dream. She laughing and weeping at once: "take me away". I don't know how or why, I´ll never knowWHEN Red sun rising somewhere through the dense fog. The portrait of the jaded dawn who had seen it all before. This day wept on my shoulders. Still the same as yesterday. This path seems endless, body is numb. The soul has lost its flame. Walking in familiar traces to find my way back home. So there I was. Within the sobriety of the immortals. A semblance of supernatural winds passing through, The garden sighs, flowers die. The gate was closed that day, but I was bound to carry on. She could not see me through the windows. In dismay, strangest twist upon her lips. Graven face, she said my name. Once inside I heard whispers in the parlour. The gilded faces grin, aware of my final demise. And I cried, I knew she had lied. Her obsession had died, it had died. When can I take you from this place? When is the word but a sigh? When is death our lone beholder? When do we walk the final steps? When can we scream instead of whisper? When is the new beginning, the end of this sad MADRIGAL Our abode ´mongst the stars is waiting, long enough for our last breath of life. You stare at nothing, right through me, at times resembling the Devil's concubine. And me, I am the idol that would long to caress our eyes until they would open no more. I would comfort you if I only could, but as we all know by now...I am just thin air. Unaware as you are of my presence, you are losing yourself. Hiding within THE AMEN CORNER White summer. So far I have gone to see you again. Hiding your face in the palm of your hands. Finding solace in the words I do despise. You snatch at every sound. And even though you believe that I am shackled within death, memories are tainted with paleness. Crestfallen still. Those eyes...empty like a barren well. It was the only task I would undertake. To reap the harvest that was mine. The seed that had sprung into a florid meadow, and left me helpless in your embrace. The bond we never spoke of, once stark and enticing, now slowly smoldering to dust. The celestial touch, from grey to black. A fathomless void enclosing. Unwritten secrets beneath the cobwebs. I can not endure. And so I rose from my sleep. The moon turned away its face. Overture of the long, black night begins...something you said: "Eerie circles upon the waters". Until now we have shared the same aura. My ashes within your hands. My breath in the sepulchral mound. You know that your night is my day. The final spark that blew life into me, the DEMON OF THE FALL Silent dance with death. Everything is lost. Torn by the arrival of Autumn. The blink of an eye, you know it's me. You keep the dagger close at hand. And you saw nothing. False love turned to pure hate. The wind cried a lamentation before merging with the grey. Demon of the fall. Gasping for another breath. She rose, screaming at closed doors. Seductive faint mist forging through the cracks in the wall. I shant resist. In tears for all of eternity. She turned around and faced me for the first time. Run away, run away. Just one second, and I was left with nothing. Her fragrance still pulsating through damp air. That day came to an end. And she had lost in me, her CREDENCE Deserted again. You speak to me through the shadows. Walking in closed rooms, using cold words. Captured by the night. The yearning escapes from my embrace. Strange silhouettes whisper your thoughts, scream your sadness. And they all turned away, unable to face more of this death. Credence in my word. Written in dust, tainted by memories. I confess my hope, recognize my loneliness. Your laughter weeps the truth. Push me into corners. Confirming the epitaph of my soul and displaying the once unknown KARMA And as they say, grief is only able to possess. The rotting body clad in ancient clothes is left behind with a wave of the hand. I have gone away. The bed is cold and empty. Trees bend their boughs toward the earth. And nighttime birds float as black faces. It was the hand reaching out through the mirror. Unknown and scarred by life...the luring eyes, you had never seen. You have nothing more to find. You have nothing more to loose. The cold season drifts over the land. They huddle in the brown corners. Some would settle for less. The castles were all empty, asleep. Long awaiting their king. Beckoning round the bend. Amidst the forest one would hear that I had been there. Draped within a fate I could not change, and always welcoming Winter´s EPILOGUE There it was. The final destiny. A sunrise that never came, still the night lamp that never faded away. Farewell was the word, and the afterglow was the brave morning. Rising and telling everyone about the beauty of its PROLOGUE

[Highspeed]

Title: Better Dayz
Album: Better Dayz
Artist: Tupac Shakur

Transcribed by: Jon of HitEmUp.com


Looking for these better dayz

Better dayz
Heeyyy
Better dayz
Got me thinking bout better dayz
Better dayz, Better dayz, Better dayz
Heeyy
Better dayz
Got me thinking bout better dayz

[Verse 1]

Time to question our lifestyle, look how we live
Smoking weed like it ain't no thang, so even kids wanna try now
Then lie down and get ran through
Nobody watches them clocking, the evil men do
Faced with the demons, addicted to hearing victims screaming
Guess we was evil since birth, product of cursed semens
Cause even our birthdays, are cursed days
A born thug in the first place, the worst ways
I'd love to see the block in peace
With no more dealers and crooked cops, the only way to stop the beefs
And only we can change, it's up to us to clean up the streets
It ain't the same
Too many murders, too many funerals and too many tears
Just seen another brother buried plus I knew him for years
Pass by his family but what could I say?
Keep your head up and try to keep the faith
And pray for better dayz

[Chorus]

Better dayz, Better dayz
Heeyyy
Better dayz
Thinking bout better dayz
Better dayz, Better dayz, Better dayz
Heeyy
Better dayz
Got me thinking bout better dayz

[Verse 2]

Thinking back as an adolescent
Who would have guessed, that in my future years I'd be stressing
Some say the ghetto's sick and corrupted
Plus my P.O. won't let me hang with the brothers I grew up with
Trying to keep my head up and stay strong
All my homies slanging yayo all day long
But they wrong, so I'm solo (so low) and so broke
Saving up for some Jordan's, cause they dope
I got a girl and I love her but she broke too
And so am I, I can't take her to the play she wanna go to
So we argue and playfight, all day and night
Making passionate love till the day light
Plus we bout to get evicted, can't pay the rent
Guess it's time to see who really is your friend
You tell me you pregnant and I'm amazed
So many blessings while we stressing
Looking for them better dayz

Better dayz

[Chorus]

Better dayz, Better dayz
Heeyyy
Better dayz
(Oh, better dayz)
Thinking bout better dayz
(I'm looking for better)
Better dayz, Better dayz, Better dayz
Heeyy
Better dayz
(Oh, better dayz)
Got me thinking bout better dayz

[Verse 3]

Now me and you was real cool, hell on them square fools
Since back in high school we was true, me and you
Only part of us separated we stay faded
Affiliated with gang bangers and still made it
Up in the gym, mess with me, gotta mess with him
Still dressing like grown men, when roll-ing
Out in the dark, smoking newports, gaming marks
Gotta place in my heart, homie stay smart
Locked you up in the pen and gave you 3 to 10
I send you letters with naked flicks of old friends
Hoping you well, I know it's hell
Doing time in the cell you need mail, when you in jail
And me I'm doing cool
I've settled down had a family, working in night school
Every once in awhile, I reminisce
And wonder how we ever came to this
I miss the better dayz

Better dayz, Better dayz
Heeyyy
Better dayz
Thinking bout better dayz
Better dayz, Better dayz, Better dayz
Heeyy
Better dayz
Got me thinking bout better dayz

(Chorus to Fade)

I send this one out, to all the homeboys down in uh Clinton, locked down
Rikers Island, all them dudes I was uh locked up with
E block, F block L I H
N I C in Rikers Island
Downstate
All the peoples I met along the way
Better Dayz is coming homeboy, keep your head up

[Annie Hall]

One of my favorite songs has some of the best lyrics ever written, and it is Expectations by Belle & Sebastian:


(Gotten from Jeepster.co.uk)

"Monday morning wake up knowing that you've got to go to school
Tell your mum what to expect, she says it's right out of the blue
Do you went to work in Debenham's, because that's what they expect
Start in Lingerie, and Doris is your supervisor

And the head said that you always were a queer one from the start
For careers you say you went to be remembered for your art
Your obsessions get you known throughout the school for being strange
Making life-size models of the Velvet Underground in clay

In the queue for lunch they take the piss, you've got no appetite
And the rumour is you never go with boys and you are tight
So they jab you with a fork, you drop the tray and go berserk
While your cleaning up the mess the teacher's looking up your skirt

You've been used, you're confused
Write a song, I'll sing along
Are you calm? Settle down
Soon you will know that you are sane
You're on top of the world again

Monday morning wake up knowing that you've got to go to school
Mum said she had little choice when she was young, so why should you?
Do you went to work in C&A, 'cause that's what they expect
Move to Ladieswear and take a feel off Joe the Storeman

Tell Veronica the secrets of the boy you never kissed
She's got everything to gain 'cause she's a fat girl with a lisp
She sticks up for you when you get aggravation from the snobs
'Cause you can't afford a blazer and you're always wearing clogs

At the interval you lock yourself away inside a room
Heed of English gets you, asks you, "What the Hell do you think you're doing?"
"Do you think you're better then the other kids? Well get outside."
You've got permission, but you've got to make the bastard think he's right"

(I also love the lyrics to Wish You were Here by Pink Floyd)

[Psychocandy]

Bumpity bump!!!

[Brando @$$ Fat]

It was a hard decision, but for the last several years this has been the one song that I've always played whenever achingly depressed or saddened. It always gives me a sense of understanding, and knowing that there are people out there with similar feelings helps too....



"Living in Darkness" by Agent Orange

Look at me now
I've got no reason to be like everybody else
So dumb, so happy
I like things that bite
Things that creep at night
Everybody's asking me what it's like down there
The concrete floor is cold
The walls are bare

I feel safest being alone
Living in darkness
Living in a world of my own

I'm so selfish doing everything by myself
I feel so cold
I wanna live to be a couple thousand years old
Ashes to ashes dust to dust
I thought I knew somebody that I could trust
Now I'm not so sure

I feel safest being alone
Living in darkness
Living in a world of my own

One whole lifetime I'm never gonna last
Unless I live until dying is a thing of the past
And all these girls I know out turning boys into men
I know I am never going down again
Never again

I feel safest being alone
Living in darkness
Living in a world of my own

[Annie Hall]

Damn, my answer is from quite awhile ago, although I admit that the ones I chose came to mind still.

Of recent years, Iron & Wine has come out with some of my favorite lyrics. I think they're fucking brilliant.

A few greatest hits...

But please, remember me, fondly
I heard from someone you're still pretty
And then they went on to say, that the pearly gates
Have some eloquent graffiti
Like 'we'll meet again' and 'fuck the man'
and 'tell my mother not to worry'
And angels with their great handshakes
but always done in such a hurry
- Iron & Wine "The Trapeze Swinger"

I met my wife at a party
When I drank too much
My son is married
And tells me we don't talk enough
Call it predictable
Yesterday my dream was of you

Beyond the ridge to the west
The sun had left the sky
Between the trees and the pond
You put your hand in mine
Said time has bridled it's bow
But I remember you too
-Iron & Wine and Calexico "16, Maybe Less"

II think I saw you in an ice-cream parlour
drinking milk shakes cold and long
Smiling and waving and looking so fine
don't think you knew you were in this song

And it was cold and it rained so I felt like an actor
And I thought of Ma and I wanted to get back there
Your face, your race, the way that you talk
I kiss you, you're beautiful, I want you to walk

We've got five years, stuck on my eyes
We've got five years, what a surprise
We've got five years, my brain hurts a lot
We've got five years, that's all we've got
-David Bowie "Five Years"

[one_crow_sorrow]

Vodka intimate, an affair with isolation in a Blackheath cell
Extinguishing the fires in a private hell
Provoking the heartache to renew the license
Of a bleeding heart poet in a fragile capsule
Propping up the crust of the glitter conscience
Wrapped in the christening shawl of a hangover
Baptised in the tears from the real
Tears from the real

Drowning in the liquid seize on the Piccadilly line, rat race
Scuttling through the damp electric labyrinth
Caress Ophelia's hand with breathstroke ambition
An albatross in the marrytime tradition
Sheathed within the Walkman wear the halo of distortion
Aural contraceptive aborting pregnant conversation
She turned the harpoon it pierced my heart
She hung herself around my neck

From the Time-Life-Guardians in their conscience bubbles
Safe and dry in my sea of troubles
Nine to fives with suitable ties
Cast adrift as their side-show, peepshow, stereo hero
Becalm, bestill, bewitch, drowning, drowning in the real

The thief of Baghdad hides in Islington now
Praying deportation for his sacred cow
A legacy of romance from a twilight world
The dowry of a relative mystery girl
A Vietnamese flower, a Dockland union
A mistress of release from a magazine's thighs
Magdalenes contracts more than favours
The feeding hands of western promise hold her by the throat

A son of a swastika from '45 parading a peroxide standard
Graffiti disciples conjure testaments of hatred
Aerosol wands whisper where the searchlights trim the barbed wire hedges
This is Brixton chess

A knight for Embankment folds his newspaper castle
A creature of habit, begs the boatman's coin
He'll fade with old soldiers in the grease stained roll call
And linger with the heartburn of Good Friday's last supper

Son watches father scan obituary columns
In search of absent school friends
While his generation digests high fibre ignorance
Cowering behind curtains and the taped up painted windows
Decriminalised genocide, provided door-to-door Belsens
Pandora's box of holocausts, gracefully cruising satellite-infested heavens
Waiting, the season of the button, the penultimate migration
Radioactive perfumes for the fashionably, for the terminally, insane, insane
D-d-d-d-do you realize?
D-d-d-d-do you realize?
D-d-d-d-do you realize, this world is totally fugazi

Where are the prophets?
Where are the visionaries?
Where are the poets?
To breach the dawn of the sentimental mercenery

[notchreturns]

Anything by Leonard Cohen

I showed my heart to the doctor
He said Id just have to quit
Then he wrote himself a prescription
And your name was mentioned in it,
Then he locked himself in a library shelf
With the details of our honeymoon
And I hear from the nurse that hes gotten much worse
And his practice is all in a ruin.

-------------

They sentenced me to twenty years of boredom
For trying to change the system from within
Im coming now, Im coming to reward them
First we take manhattan, then we take berlin

Im guided by a signal in the heavens
Im guided by this birthmark on my skin
Im guided by the beauty of our weapons
First we take manhattan, then we take berlin

Id really like to live beside you, baby
I love your body and your spirit and your clothes
But you see that line there moving through the station?
I told you, I told you, told you, I was one of those

Ah you loved me as a loser, but now youre worried that I just might win
You know the way to stop me, but you dont have the discipline
How many nights I prayed for this, to let my work begin
First we take manhattan, then we take berlin

I dont like your fashion business mister
And I dont like these drugs that keep you thin
I dont like what happened to my sister
First we take manhattan, then we take berlin

Id really like to live beside you, baby ...

And I thank you for those items that you sent me
The monkey and the plywood violin
I practiced every night, now Im ready
First we take manhattan, then we take berlin

I am guided

Ah remember me, I used to live for music
Remember me, I brought your groceries in
Well its fathers day and everybodys wounded
First we take manhattan, then we take berlin

[Jamesadin]

"I'm thinking its a sign,
when the freckles in our eyes are mirror images
and when we kiss they're perfectly aligned"

The Postal Service - Such Great Heights

"I roll the window down
And then begin to breathe in
The darkest country road
And the strong scent of evergreen
From the passenger seat as you are driving me home."

Death Cab For Cutie - Passenger Seat

"And together there
In a shroud of frost, the mountain air
Began to pass from every pane of weathered glass
And I held you closer than anyone would ever get."

Death Cab for Cutie - We Looked Like Giants



... Can you tell Im a fan of Ben Gibbard? Seriously, he's a writing genious. Really strong imagery all around, and fantastic writing that really pulls on your emotions. "I Will Follow You Into the Dark" is another fantastic example.

[one_crow_sorrow]

Along the forest road, there's hundreds of cars, luxury cars
Each has got its load of convertible bars, cutlery cars, superscars!
For today is the day when they sort it out, sort it out
'Cause they disagree on a gangland boundary
'Cause they disagree on a gangland boundary

There's Willy Wright and his boys - one helluva noise, that's Billy's boys!
With fully-fashioned mugs, that's Little John's thugs, the Barking Slugs, supersmugs!
For today is the day when they sort it out, sort it out
Yes these Christian soldiers fight to protect the poor
East-End heroes got to score in...

The Battle of Epping Forest
Yes it's the Battle of Epping Forest
Right outside your door
No, you ain't seen nothing like it
No, you ain't seen nothing like it
Not since the Civil War

Coming over the hill are the boys of Bill
And Johnny's lads stand very still
With the thumpire's shout, they all start to clout
There's no guns in this gentleman's bout
Georgie moves in on the outside left
With a chain flying round his head
And Harold Demure, from Art Literature
Nips up the nearest tree
(Here come the cavalry!)

Amidst the battle roar, accountants keep the score, 10-4
They've never been alone, after getting a radio phone
The bluebells are ringing for Sweetmeal Sam, real ham
Handing out bread and jam, just like any picnic, picnic, picnic, picnic

It's 5-4 on William Wright, he made his pile on Derby night
When Billy was a kid, walking the streets, the other kids hid - so they did!
Now, after working hard at security trade, he's got it made
The shops that need aid are those that haven't paid

"I do my double-show quick!" Said Mick the Prick, fresh out the nick
"I sell cheap holiday. The minute they leave, and a visit I pay - and does it pay!"
And his friend, Liquid Len by name, of Wine, Women and Wandsworth fame
Said "I'm breaking the legs of the bastard that got me framed!"
"I'm breaking the legs of the bastard that got me framed! Got me framed!"

They called me the Reverend when I entered the Church unstained
My employers have changed but the name has remained
It all began when I went on a tour, hoping to find some furniture
Followed a sign saying "beautiful chest," led to a lady who showed me her best
She was taken by surprise, when I quickly closed my eyes
So she rang the bell, and quick as hell
Bob the Nob came out on the job, to see what the trouble was
"Louise, is the Reverend hard to please?"
"You're telling me!"
"Perhaps sir, if it's not too late, we could interest you in our old-fashioned Staffordshire plate?"
"Oh no, not me, I'm a man of repute"
But the devil caught hold of my soul, and a voice called out "Shoot!"

To save my steeple I visited people
For this I had gone when I met Little John
His name came, I understood, when the judge said "You are a robbing hood"
He told me of his strange foundation
Conceived on sight of the Woodstock nation
He'd had to hide his reputation
When poor, 'twas salvation from door to door
But now, with a pin-up guru every week
It was Love, Peace and Truth Incorporated for all who seek

He employed me as a karmamamechanic, with overall charms
His hands were then fit to receive, receive alms
That's why we're in...

The Battle of Epping Forest
Yes it's the Battle of Epping Forest
Right outside your door
We guard your souls for peanuts
And we guard your shops and houses for just a little more
Just a little more

In with a left hook is the Bethnal Green Butcher
But he's countered on the right by Mick's chaingang fight
And Liquid Len, with his smashed bottle men
Is lobbing Bob the Nob across the gob
With his kisser in a mess, Bob seems under stress
And Jones the Jug hits Len right in the mug
And Harold Demure, who's still not quite sure
Fires acorns from out of his sling
(Here come the cavalry!)

Up, up above the crowd, inside their Silver Cloud, done proud
The bold and brazen brass, seen darkly through the glass
The butler's got jam on his Rolls, Roy doles out the lot
With tea from a silver pot, very hot, just like any picnic, picnic, picnic, picnic

Along the forest road, it's the end of the day and the Clouds roll away
Each has got its load - they'll come out for the count at the break-in of day
When the limos return for their final review, it's all through
All they can see is the morning goo
"There's no one left alive - it must be a draw"
So the Blackcap Barons toss a coin to settle the score

[Psychocandy]

Aaaaaaaaand!!! BUMP!!!

[Le_Big_Mac]

Please allow me to introduce myself.
Im a man of wealth and taste.
Ive been around for a long, long year.
Stole many a mans 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 whats puzzling you
Is the nature of my game.
- Mick Jagger and Keith Richards, "Sympathy for the Devil" (The Rolling Stones)


"No reason to get excited," the thief, he kindly spoke,
"There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke.
But you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate,
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late."
- Bob Dylan, "All Along the Watchtowers" (Bob Dylan)


Don't push me 'cuz I'm close to the edge.
I'm trying not to lose my head.
- Duke Bootee and Melle Mel, "The Message" (Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five)


I see a little silhouetto of a man.
Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango?
Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very fright'ning me.
(Galileo) Galileo (Galileo) Galileo, Galileo figaro.
Magnifico I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me.
He's just a poor boy from a poor family.
Spare him his life from this monstrosity.
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go.
Bismillah! No, we will not let you go.
(Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go.
(Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go.
(Let me go.) Will not let you go.
(Let me go.) Will not let you go. (Let me go) Ah
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
(Oh mama mia, mama mia) Mama mia, let me go.
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me.

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye.
So you think you can love me and leave me to die.
Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby.
- Freddie Mercury, "Bohemian Rhapsody" (Queen)


So bye-bye, Miss American Pie.
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
Singin’, "This’ll be the day that I die.
This’ll be the day that I die."
- Don McLean, "American Pie" (Don McLean)


I've been waiting so long
to get where I'm going
in the sunshine of your
looooooooooooooooooooooooooooove.
- Jack Bruce, Pete Brown and Eric Clapton, "Sunshine of Your Love" (Cream)


In this dirty old part of the city
Where the sun refused to shine
People tell me there ain't no use in tryin'.

Now my girl you're so young and pretty
And one thing I know is true
You'll be dead before your time is due, I know.

Watch my daddy in bed a-dyin'.
Watched his hair been turnin' grey.
He's been workin' and slavin' his life away.
Oh yes I know it.

He's been workin' so hard, yeah.
I've been workin' too, baby, yeah
Every night and day, yeah.

We gotta get out of this place
If it's the last thing we ever do.
We gotta get out of this place
Cause girl, there's a better life for me and you.
- Barry Mann and Cynthia Weil, "We Gotta Get Out of This Place" (The Animals)


Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery;
None but ourselves can free our minds.
- Bob Marley, "Redemption Song" (Bob Marley)


Rise up this mornin,
Smiled with the risin sun,
Three little birds
Pitch by my doorstep
Singin sweet songs
Of melodies pure and true,
Sayin, (this is my message to you-ou-ou: )

Singin: dont worry bout a thing,
cause every little thing gonna be all right.
Singin: dont worry (dont worry) bout a thing,
cause every little thing gonna be all right.
- Bob Marley, "Three Little Birds" (Bob Marley & the Wailers)

[dreamcurls]

Pink by Aerosmith
"pink is like red, but not quite"

Hey You by Pink Floyd
"and the worms ate into his brain"
and pretty much everything from System of a Down

[vesaker]

I embrace my
Desire to
I embrace my
Desire to
Feel the rythym, to
Feel connected
Enough to step aside and
Weep like a widow, to
Feel inspired, to
Fathom the power, to
Witness the beauty, to
Bathe in the fountain, to
Swing on the spiral, to
Swing on the spiral, to
Swing on the spiral of
Our divinity and
Still be a human

With my feet upon the ground
I lose myself between the sounds
And open wide to suck it in
I feel it move across my skin
I'm reaching up and reaching out
I'm reaching for the random, for
Whatever will bewilder me
Whatever will bewilder me
And following our will and wind
We may just go where no one's been
We'll ride the spiral to the end
May just go where no one's been

Maynard James Keenan - Lateralus - TooL