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alyasa, good choice. schizophrenia is one of my favorite sy songs lyrically.
While one who sings with his tongue on fire Gargles in the rat race choir Bent out of shape from society's pliers Cares not to come up any higher But rather get you down in the hole That he's in. |
Angels on the sideline,
Puzzled and amused. Why did Father give these humans free will? Now they're all confused. Don't these talking monkeys know that Eden has enough to go around? Plenty in this holy garden, silly monkeys Where there's one you're bound to divide it Right in two Angels on the sideline, Baffled and confused. Father blessed them all with reason, And this is what they choose? Monkey killing monkey killing monkey over pieces of the ground. Silly monkeys give them thumbs they forge a blade And where there's one they're bound to divide it Right in two Monkey killing monkey killing monkey over pieces of the ground. Silly monkeys give them thumbs they make a club, And beat their brother down. How they survive so misguided is a mystery. Repugnant is a creature who would squander the ability, To lift an eye to heaven, conscious of his fleeting time here. [Cutting it all right in two / Cut it all right in two] / Cutting our love right in two] Fight over the clouds, over wind, over sky Fight over your lie, over blood, over anything Fight over love, over sun, over nothing Fight till they die, (Ahhh!) over what? for their ending [This whole part above needs a lot of help - head for the Opinion page and help out!] Angels on the sideline again, [Mixing love / Benched along] with patience and reason. Angels on the sideline again, Wondering where this tug of war will end. [Cutting it all right in two / Cut it all right in two] / Cutting our love right in two] |
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yes nick cave is a grand lyricist |
Nico Frozen Warnings Friar hermit stumbles overThe cloudy borderlineFrozen warnings close to mineClose to the frozen borderlineFrozen warnings close to mineClose to the frozen borderlineInto numberless reflectionsRises a smile from your eyes into mineFrozen warnings close to mineClose to the frozen borderlineFrozen warnings close to mineClose to the frozen borderlineOver railroad station tracksFaintly flickers a modest cryFrom without a thousand cyclesA thousand cycles to comeA thousand times to winA thousand ways to run the worldIn a similar replyFriar hermit stumbles overThe cloudy borderlineFrozen warnings close to mineClose to the frozen borderlineFrozen warnings close to mineClose to the frozen borderlineClose to the frozen borderlineClose to the frozen borderlineClose to the frozen borderline |
Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
Whiplash girlchild in the dark Clubs and bells, your servant, dont forsake him Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart Downy sins of streetlight fancies Chase the costumes she shall wear Ermine furs adorn the imperious Severin, severin awaits you there I am tired, I am weary I could sleep for a thousand years A thousand dreams that would awake me Different colors made of tears |
A song about SM is allways nice.
VU yow |
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Wow, is porkmarras the kewlest guy on these boards? |
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;) Classic rock lyrics. Beautifully misaligned. Greatness lies in your selection.
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Holes - Mercury Rev
Time, all the long red lines, that take Control, of all th smokelike streams that flow into yr Dreams, that big blue open sea, that can't be Crossed, that can't be climbed, just born Between, oh th' two white lines, distant gods an' faded Signs, of all those blinking lites, you had t' pick the one tonite... Holes, dug by little moles, angry jealous Spies, got telephones for eyes, come t' you as Friends, all those endless ends, that can't be Tied, oh they make me laugh, an' always make me Cry, til they drop like flies, an' sink like polished Stones, of all th' stones i throw, how does that ol' song go how does that ol' song go... Bands, those funny little plans, that never work quite right. ============================================ If You Tolerate This Your Children Will Be Next - Manic Street Preachers The future teaches you to be alone The present to be afraid and cold So if I can shoot rabbits Then I can shoot fascists Bullets for your brain today But we'll forget it all again Monuments put from pen to paper Turns me into a gutless wonder And if you tolerate this Then your children will be next And if you tolerate this Then your children will be next Will be next Will be next Will be next Gravity keeps my head down Or is it maybe shame At being so young and being so vain Holes in your head today But I'm a pacifist I've walked La Ramblas But not with real intent And if you tolerate this Then your children will be next And if you tolerate this Then your children will be next Will be next Will be next Will be next Will be next And on the street tonight an old man plays With newspaper cuttings of his glory days And if you tolerate this Then your children will be next And if you tolerate this Then your children will be next Will be next Will be next Will be next ======================================== |
Bitter Wine ~ L7
I'll drink bitter wine I'll eat humble pie I'll do all this For some peace I'll do all this for peace of mind |
I'm so tired I can't sleep
I'm a liar and a thief Sit and drink Pennyroyal Tea I'm anemic royalty I'm on warm milk and laxatives Cherry-flavored antacids Nirvana - Pennyroyal Tea |
Nate Dogg-
I can't be faded I'm a nigga from the Motherfuckin Streets I can't be faded I'm a nigga from the Motherfuckin Streets |
I jumped into the river
Black-eyed angels swam with me A moon full of stars and astral cars And all the figures I used to see All my lovers were there with me All my past and futures And we all went to heaven in a little row boat There was nothing to fear, nothing to doubt |
Sunshowers LyricsAlbum :ArularArtist :M.I.A. I bongo
with my lingo And beat it like a wing yo To Congo To Columbo Can't stereotype my thing yo I salt and pepper my mango Shoot spit Out the window Bingo I got em in the thing yo Now what? I'm doing my thing yo Quit bending all my fingo Quit beating me like you're Ringo You wanna go? You wanna win a war? Like P.L.O don't surrendo The sunshowers that fall on my troubles Are over you my baby And some showers I'll be aiming at you cos I'm watching you my baby I bongo with my lingo And beat it like a wing yo To Congo To Columbo Can't stereotype my thing yo I checked that mouth on him Fucking check that gas on him I had him Cornered him Fucking shut that gate on him Why would you listen to him? He had his way I'm bored of him I'm tired of him I don't wanna be as bad as him It's a bomb yo so run yo Put away your stupid gun yo Cos we see through like a protocol call That's why we blow it up 'fore we go The sunshowers that fall on my troubles Are over you my baby And some showers I'll be aiming at you cos I'm watching you my baby Semi-9 and snipered him On that wall they posted him They cornered him and then just murdered him He told them he didn't know them He wasn't there they didn't know him They showed him a picture then Ain't that you with the Muslims? He had colgate on his teeth And Reebok classics on his feet At a factory he does Nike And then helps the family Beat heart beat He's made it to the Newsweek Sweetheart seen it He's doing it for the peeps. peace. The sunshowers that fall on my troubles Are over you my baby And some showers I'll be aiming at you cos I'm watching you my baby |
best one yet (other than natedogg)
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More cool lyrics. From M.I.A, this time.
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Everybody’s Talkin’
Listed under Paul Brewster & Everybody's Talkin' Your FEEDBACK on this song is welcome!
I don’t hear a word they’re saying Only the echoes of my mind People stop and starin’ I can’t see their faces Only the shadows of their eyes I’m going where the sun keeps shining Through the pouring rain Going where the weather suits my clothes Banking off the northeast winds Sailing on a summer breeze And skipping over the ocean like a stone Everybody’s talkin’ at me Can’t hear a word they’re saying Only the echoes of my mind Oh I won’t let you leave my love behind No I won’t let you leave |
Two scientists were racing
For the good of all mankind Both of them side by side So Determined Locked in heated battle For the cure that is their prize But it's so dangerous But they're determined Theirs is to win If it kills them They're just humans With wives and children Upwards to the vanguard Where the pressure is too high Under the microscope Hope against hope Forging for the future But to sarcrifice their lives Both of them side by side So determined Theirs is to win If it kills them They're just humans With wives and children Theirs is to win It will kill them They're just humans With wives and children |
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