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moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | i had a dream, oh my
crazy dream
anything i wanted to know
anyplace i needed to go
hear my song now
people don't you listen now
sing along
you don't know what you're missing now
any little song that you know
everything that's small has to grow
and it all grows
california sunlight
sweet calcutta rain
honolulu starbright
the song remains the same
ooh ooh ohhhh
sing out hare hare
dance the hoochie coo
city lights are oh so bright
as we go sliding sliding
sliding sliding
ahhhhhhh
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
trystianity
   Mega Fish Posts: 1028 Kudos: 926 Votes: 49 Registered: 20-Mar-2004
 | Dancing days are here again, As the summer evenings grow
I got my flower, I got my power,
I got a woman who knows.
I said it's alright, You know it's alright
I guess it's all in my heart
You'll be my only, my one and only
Is that the way it should start?
Crazy ways are evident
In the way that you're wearing your clothes
Suppin' buzz is precedent, As the evening starts to glow.
You told your mamma I'd get you home
But I didn't tell her I had no car
I saw a lion he was standing alone
With a tadpole in a jar.
I said it's alright, You know it's alright
I guess it's all in my heart
You'll be my only, my one and only
Is that the way it should start?
Crazy ways are evident
In the way that you're wearing your clothes
Suppin' buzz is precedent, As the evening starts to glow.
Dancing days are here again
As the summer evening grows
You are my flower, you are my power
You are my woman who knows.
I said it's alright, You know it's alright
I guess it's all in my heart
You'll be my only, my one and only
Is that the way it should start?
Crazy ways are evident
In the way that you're wearing your clothes
Suppin' buzz is precedent, As the evening starts to glow. |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | the queen of light took her bow and then she turned to go
the prince of peace embraced the gloom and walked the night alone
oh dance in the dark of night
sing to the morning light
the dark lord rides in force tonight and time will tell us all
oh throw down your plow and hoe
rest not to lock your homes
side by side we braved the night of the darkest of them all
i hear the horses of thunder down in the valley below
i'm waiting for the angels of avalon
waiting for the eastern glow
the apples of the valley hold the seas of happiness
the ground is rich from tender care repay do not forget
no no
dance in the darkest night
sing to the morning light
the apples turn to brown and black the tyrant's face is red
oh war is the common cry
pick up your swords and fly
the sky is filled with good and bad that mortal's never know
oh well the ride is long
the beads of time pass slow
tired eyes on the sunrise
waiting for the eastern glow
the pain of war cannot exceed the woes of the aftermath
the drums will shake the castle walls the ringwraiths ride in black
ride on
sing as you raise your bow
shoot straighter than before
no comfort has the fire at night that lights the face so cold
dance in the dark of night
sing to the morning light
the magic runes are writ in gold to bring the balance back
bring it back
at last the sun is shining
the clouds of blue roll by
with flames from the dragon of darkness
the sunlight blinds his eyes
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
devon7
 Big Fish Posts: 475 Kudos: 356 Votes: 4 Registered: 31-Aug-2004
 | Passing by you light up my darkest skies
You take only seconds to draw me in
So be mine and your innocence I will consume
Dark shines
Bringing me down
Making my heart feel sore
'cause it's good
Hold your hands up to your eyes again
Hide from the scary scenes, suppress your fears
So be mine and your innocence I will consume
Dark shines
Bringing me down
Making my heart feel sore
'cause it's good
You're dark shines
Bringing me down
Making my heart feel sore
'cause it's good
Dark shines
Bringing me down
Making my heart feel sore
'cause it's good |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
trystianity
   Mega Fish Posts: 1028 Kudos: 926 Votes: 49 Registered: 20-Mar-2004
 | Hello, I’ve waited here for you, everlong
Tonight, I throw myself into and out of the red, out of her head she sang
Come down and waste away with me, down with me
Slow how, you wanted it to be, I’m over my head, out of her head she sang
And I wonder when I sing along with you if everything could ever feel this real forever
If anything could ever be this good again
The only thing I’ll ever ask of you
You’ve got to promise not to stop when I say when she sang
Breathe out, so I can breathe you in, hold you in
And now, I know you’ve always been out of your head, out of my head I sang
And I wonder when I sing along with you if everything could ever feel this real forever
If anything could ever be this good again
The only thing I’ll ever ask of you
You’ve got to promise not to stop when I say when she sang
And I wonder if everything could ever feel this real forever
If anything could ever be this good again
The only thing I’ll ever ask of you
You’ve got to promise not to stop when I say when |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | don't wanna be an actor pretending on the stage
don't wanna be a writer with my thoughts out on the page
don't wanna be a painter cause everyone comes to look
don't wanna be anything where my life's an open book
a dream it's true
but i'll see it through
if i could be
wasting my time
with you
don't wanna be a farmer working in the sun
don't wanna be a outlaw always on the run
don't wanna be a climber reaching for the top
don't wanna be anything where i don't know when to stop
a dream it's true
but i'll see it through
if i could be
wasting my time
with you
so if i'm inside your head
don't believe what you might have read
you'll see what i might have said
to hear it
come waste your time with me
come waste your time with me
come waste your time with me
come waste your time with me
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
trystianity
   Mega Fish Posts: 1028 Kudos: 926 Votes: 49 Registered: 20-Mar-2004
 | in between dim hours
in between dull days
i'm out counting flowers
i'm still chasing faith
mistake me for a pilot
mistake me for a face you know
consider this old conscience
let no trouble come my way
wasting time, you'd understand
wasting time
wasting time, we'll make our plans
wasting time
it's you alone i wish to free
on you alone i'll focus
it's not the change i wish to believe
this coming of the locusts
skipping like a skimming stone
skimming the bad chapters
swimming thru your tides alone
swimming on your laughter, we're after
wasting time, you'd understand
wasting time
wasting time, let's take the chance
wasting time
you and i, we understand
time is not for making
but just because we don't have a clue
doesn't mean we're faking, we're wasting
wasting time, you'd understand
wasting time
wasting time, we'll make our plans
wasting time |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
you fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way
kicking around on a piece of ground in your hometown
waiting for someone or something to show you the way
tired of lying in the sunshine
staying home to watch the rain
but you are young and life is long
and there is time to kill today
and then one day you find
ten years have got behind you
no one told you when to run
you missed the starting gun
so you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking
racing around to come up behind you again
the sun is the same in a relative way but you're older
shorter of breath and one day closer to death
every year is getting shorter
never seem to find the time
plans that either come to naught
or half a page of scribbled lines
hanging on in quiet desperation is the english way
the time is gone
the song is over
thought i'd something more to say
home
home again
i like to be here when i can
when i come home cold and tired
it's good to warm my bones beside the fire
far away across the field
the tolling of the iron bell
calls the faithful to their knees
to hear the softly spoken magic spells
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
trystianity
   Mega Fish Posts: 1028 Kudos: 926 Votes: 49 Registered: 20-Mar-2004
 | Big man, pig man, ha ha charade you are.
You well heeled big wheel, ha ha charade you are.
And when your hand is on your heart,
You're nearly a good laugh,
Almost a joker,
With your head down in the pig bin,
Saying "Keep on digging."
Pig stain on your fat chin.
What do you hope to find.
When you're down in the pig mine.
You're nearly a laugh,
You're nearly a laugh
But you're really a cry.
Bus stop rat bag, ha ha charade you are.
You ed up old hag, ha ha charade you are.
You radiate cold shafts of broken glass.
You're nearly a good laugh,
Almost worth a quick grin.
You like the feel of steel,
You're hot stuff with a hatpin,
And good fun with a hand gun.
You're nearly a laugh,
You're nearly a laugh
But you're really a cry.
Hey you, Whitehouse,
Ha ha charade you are.
You house proud town mouse,
Ha ha charade you are
You're trying to keep our feelings off the street.
You're nearly a real treat,
All tight lips and cold feet
And do you feel abused?
.....! .....! .....! .....!
You gotta stem the evil tide,
And keep it all on the inside.
Mary you're nearly a treat,
Mary you're nearly a treat
But you're really a cry. |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
djtj
       
 Fish Master Posts: 1764 Kudos: 885 Votes: 49 Registered: 20-Feb-2003
 | "Buddy you're a boy make a big noise
Playin' in the street gonna be a big man some day
You got mud on yo' face
You big disgrace
Kickin' your can all over the place
Singin'
'we will we will rock you
We will we will rock you'
Buddy you're a young man hard man
Shoutin' in the street gonna take on the world some day
You got blood on yo' face
You big disgrace
Wavin' your banner all over the place
'we will we will rock you'
Singin'
'we will we will rock you'
Buddy you're an old man poor man
Pleadin' with your eyes gonna make you some peace some
Day
You got mud on your face
You big disgrace
Somebody better put you back into your place
'we will we will rock you'
Singin'
'we will we will rock you'
Everybody
'we will we will rock you'
'we will we will rock you'
Alright"
|
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
trystianity
   Mega Fish Posts: 1028 Kudos: 926 Votes: 49 Registered: 20-Mar-2004
 | Come in here, dear boy, have a cigar.
You're gonna go far,
You're gonna fly high,
You're never gonna die,
You're gonna make it if you try;
They're gonna love you.
Well I've always had a deep respect,
And I mean that most sincerely.
The band is just fantastic,
that is really what I think.
Oh by the way, which one's Pink?
And did we tell you the name of the game, boy,
We call it Riding the Gravy Train.
We're just knocked out.
We heard about the sell out.
You gotta get an album out.
You owe it to the people.
We're so happy we can hardly count.
Everybody else is just green,
Have you seen the chart?
It's a helluva start,
It could be made into a monster
If we all pull together as a team.
And did we tell you the name of the game, boy,
We call it Riding the Gravy Train. |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | cher was a waitress at the only joint in town
she had a reputation as a girl who'd been around
down main street after midnight brand new pack of cigs
a fresh one hangin from her lips a beer between her legs
she rides down to the river to meet with all her friends
the road goes on forever and the party never ends
sonny was a loner older than the rest
he was goin in the navy but couldn't pass the test
so he hung around town and sold a little pot
the law caught wind of sonny and one day he was caught
but he was back in business when they set him free again
the road goes on forever and the party never ends
sonny's playin eight ball at the joint where cher works
when some drunken out of towner put his hand up cher's skirt
sonny took his pool cue laid the drunk out on the floor
put a dollar in her tip jar and walked on out the door
she's running right behind him, reachin for his hand
the road goes on forever and the party never ends
they jumped into his pickup sonny jammed it down a gear
sonny looked at cher said let's get on outta here
the stars were high above em the moon was in the east
the sun was settin on em when they reached miami beach
they got a hotel by the water and a quart of bombay gin
the road goes on forever and the party never ends
they soon ran out of money, but sonny knew a man
who knew some cuban refugees who dealt in contraband
sonny met the cubans in a house just off the route
with a briefcase full of money and a pistol in his boot
the cards were on the table when the law came busting in
the road goes on forever and the party never ends
the cubans grabbed the goodies, sonny grabbed the jack
broke the bathroom window and climbed on out the back
cher drove the pickup through the alley on the side
where a lawman tackled sonny and was reading him his rights
she stepped out in the alley with a single shot 410
the road goes on forever and the party never ends
they left the lawman lying, they made their getaway
got back to the motel just before the break of day
sonny gave her all the money and blew her a little kiss
if they asked you how this happened say i forced you into this
she watched him as his taillights disappeared around the bend
the road goes on forever and the party never ends
it's main street after midnight just like it was before
21 months later at the local grocery store
cher buys a paper and a cold six pack of beer
the headlines read that sonny is going to the chair
she pulls back on main street in her new mercedes benz
the road goes on forever and the party never ends
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
mattyboombatty
         
  
  
 Moderator Tenellus Obsessor Posts: 2790 Kudos: 1507 Votes: 1301 Registered: 26-Mar-2004
 | You say
Love is a temple
Love a higher law
Love is a temple
Love the higher law
You ask me to enter
But then you make me crawl
And I can’t be holding on
To what you got
When all you got is hurt
One love
One blood
One life
You got to do what you should
One life
With each other
Sisters
Brothers
One life
But we’re not the same
We get to carry each other
Carry each other
Critical Fertilator: The Micromanager of Macronutrients
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Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | i have run i have crawled
i have scaled these city walls
these city walls
only to be with you
but i still haven't found what i'm looking for
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
pookiekiller12
         
 Fish Addict Posts: 574 Kudos: 633 Votes: 41 Registered: 13-Apr-2004
 | I crossed many states just to stand here now, my face all hot with tears
I crossed city, and valley, desert, and stream, to bring my body here
My history and future blaze bright in me and all my joy and pain
Go through my head on our mountain bed where I smell your hair again. |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | well here i am again in this mean old town
and you're so far away from me
where are you when the sun goes down
you're so far away from me
so far away from me
so far i just can't see
you're so far away from me
you're so far away from me
i'm tired of making love babe all alone
when you're so far away from me
tired of making out on the telephone
cause you're so far away from me
you're so far away from me
so far i just can't see
you're so far away from me
you're so far away from me
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
Cup_of_Lifenoodles
         
   Fish Guru Posts: 2755 Kudos: 1957 Votes: 30 Registered: 09-Sep-2004
 | Believe it or not
george isn't at home
please leave a message, at the beep
I must be out, or I'd pick up the phone,
where could I be?
believe it or not, I'm not home.
|
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
pookiekiller12
         
 Fish Addict Posts: 574 Kudos: 633 Votes: 41 Registered: 13-Apr-2004
 | My child arrived just the other day
He came to the world in the usual way
But there were planes to catch and bills to pay
He learned to walk while I was away
And he was talkin' 'fore I knew it, and as he grew
He'd say "I'm gonna be like you dad
You know I'm gonna be like you"
And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man on the moon
When you comin' home dad?
I don't know when, but we'll get together then son
You know we'll have a good time then
My son turned ten just the other day
He said, "Thanks for the ball, Dad, come on let's play
Can you teach me to throw", I said "Not today
I got a lot to do", he said, "That's ok"
And he walked away but his smile never dimmed
And said, "I'm gonna be like him, yeah
You know I'm gonna be like him"
And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man on the moon
When you comin' home son?
I don't know when, but we'll get together then son
You know we'll have a good time then
Well, he came home from college just the other day
So much like a man I just had to say
"Son, I'm proud of you, can you sit for a while?"
He shook his head and said with a smile
"What I'd really like, Dad, is to borrow the car keys
See you later, can I have them please?"
And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man on the moon
When you comin' home son?
I don't know when, but we'll get together then son
You know we'll have a good time then
I've long since retired, my son's moved away
I called him up just the other day
I said, "I'd like to see you if you don't mind"
He said, "I'd love to, Dad, if I can find the time
You see my new job's a hassle and kids have the flu
But it's sure nice talking to you, Dad
It's been sure nice talking to you"
And as I hung up the phone it occurred to me
He'd grown up just like me
My boy was just like me
And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man on the moon
When you comin' home son?
I don't know when, but we'll get together then son
You know we'll have a good time then |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
houston
         
  
 Fish Guru You want what when? Posts: 2623 Kudos: 2462 Votes: 337 Registered: 29-Mar-2003
 | Where are you going, my little one, little one
Where are you going, my baby, my own?
Turn around and you're two, turn around and you're four
Turn around and you're a young girl going out of my door
Turn around, turn around
Turn around and you're a young girl going out of my door
Where are you going, my little one, little one
Little dirndls and petticoats, where have you gone?
Turn around and you're tiny, turn around and you're grown
Turn around and you're a young wife with babes of your own
Turn around, turn around
Turn around and you're a young wife with babes of your own
Turn around, turn around
Turn around and you're the young girl going out of the door
Where are you going, my little one, little one
Where are you going, my ba-by, my own?
"I've got a great ambition to die of exhaustion rather than boredom." Thomas Carlyle |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
Cup_of_Lifenoodles
         
   Fish Guru Posts: 2755 Kudos: 1957 Votes: 30 Registered: 09-Sep-2004
 | Wandering child,
so lost
so helpless,
yearning for my guidance...
Angel of father;
fried
or phantom,
who is it there, standing?
Too long you've wandered in winter...
far from my far reaching gaze,
wildly my mind beats against you,
yet your soul obeys!
Angel of music,
you denied me!
turning from true beauty.
Angel of music,
do not shun me!
come to your strange angel...
I am your angel,
come to me angel of music...
I am your angel of music...
come to me angel of music... |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
mattyboombatty
         
  
  
 Moderator Tenellus Obsessor Posts: 2790 Kudos: 1507 Votes: 1301 Registered: 26-Mar-2004
 |
You can't see the demons
Till the demons come calling for you
You're deaf to them screaming
Till they're standing right behind you
Blind to flames glowing
Till thy're growing all around you
Numb to fangs gripping
Until they're ripping into you
You're miles from safe harbor
Run, run, run, run, run away
The fire has reached starboard
On the Queen Anne's Revenge
Skull and bones and a serpent's head
Are dancing with the madmen
On the Queen Anne's Revenge
Have a gargle with your demons and me
Walked the plank of SS Seasick
Survived to only continue the curse
Marooned on a small sandy island
With neither bird, beast nor herb
Drums started beating
None there but the sun and the flu
An the horns of the demon
No time to decide what to do
You have to do things your own way
Run, run, run, run, run away
You'll have to find out the hard way
On the Queen Anne's Revenge
Skull and bones and a serpent's head
Are dancing with the madmen
On the Queen Anne's Revenge
Have a gargle with your demons and me
Critical Fertilator: The Micromanager of Macronutrients
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Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | aboard a craft bereft of oar
i float upstream to find lenore
abducted by a bandit or a queen from some forgotten war
and mindful of his larval craze
the rhinothropic microgaze
ignored it and to my amazement moved to paris in twelve days
this is the work of the guelah papyrus
stranded for a moment on the ocean of osiris
absorbing all she can for every member of her clan
expanding exponentially like some recursive virus
she take me on i never fail
to ride on the redundant rail
cause though i know she's switched a track there's always one to take me back
and through the bedroom door intrude
a fretful frown to spoil the mood
cause though i never really stand that tall
she tilt my frame she watch me fall
this is the work of the guelah papyrus
stranded for a moment on the ocean of osiris
absorbing all she can for every member of her clan
expanding exponentially like some recursive virus
so maybe i could be a fly
and feed arachnid as i die
and view the ritual from within the silken tunnels that they spin
and through the bedroom door intrude
a fretfull frown to spoil the mood
cause though i never really stand that tall
she tilt my frame she watch me fall
this is the work of the guelah papyrus
stranded for a moment on the ocean of osiris
absorbing all she can for every member of her clan
this is the work of the guelah papyrus
stranded for a moment on the ocean of osiris
absorbing all she can for every member of her clan
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
pookiekiller12
         
 Fish Addict Posts: 574 Kudos: 633 Votes: 41 Registered: 13-Apr-2004
 | If I don't love you baby,
grits ain't groceries,
eggs ain't poultry,
and Mona Lisa was a man.
All around the world
I'd rather be a fly
and light on my baby's head,
I'll stay with that
woman 'til I die.
A toothpick in my hand,
I dig a 10-foot ditch
and ride through the jungle
fightin' lions with a switch,
because ya' know I love ya' baby,
well, you know I love you baby,
and if I don't love you baby,
grits ain't groceries,
eggs ain't poultry,
and Mona Lisa must-a been a man. |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | i returned a bag of groceries accidentally taken off the shelf before the expiration date
i came back as a bag of groceries accidentally taken off the shelf before the date stamped on myself
did a large procession wave their torches as my head fell in the basket?
and was everybody dancing on the casket?
now it's over i'm dead and i haven't done anything that i want
or i'm still alive and there's nothing i want to do
i will never say the word procrastinate again
i'll never see myself in the mirror with my eyes closed
i didn't apologize for when i was eight
and i made my younger brother have to be my personal slave
did a large procession wave their torches as my head fell in the basket?
and was everybody dancing on the casket?
now it's over i'm dead and i haven't done anything that i want
or i'm still alive and there's nothing i want to do
so i won't
sit at home
and you won't
see my head in the window
and i won't
be around
ever anymore
and i'll be up there on the wall at the store
i returned a bag of groceries accidentally taken off the shelf before the expiration date
i came back as a bag of groceries accidentally taken off the shelf before the date stamped on myself
did a large procession wave their torches as my head fell in the basket?
and was everybody dancing on the casket?
now it's over i'm dead and i haven't done anything that i want
or i'm still alive and there's nothing i want to do
now it's over i'm dead and i haven't done anything that i want
or i'm still alive and there's nothing i want to do
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
pookiekiller12
         
 Fish Addict Posts: 574 Kudos: 633 Votes: 41 Registered: 13-Apr-2004
 | Is something wrong, she said
Well of course there is
You're still alive, she said
Oh, and do I deserve to be
Is that the question
And if so...if so...who answers...who answers...
I, oh, I'm still alive
Hey I, oh, I'm still alive
Hey I, but, I'm still alive
Yeah I, ooh, I'm still alive
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
Perky
 Mega Fish Posts: 1064 Kudos: 1036 Votes: 162 Registered: 24-Nov-2003
 | In Dublin's fair city where girls are so pretty
Twas there that I first met sweet Molly Malone
As she wheeled her wheelbarrow
Through street broad and narrow
Crying, "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh"
Alive, alive oh, alive, alive oh,
Crying, "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh"
Now she was a fishmonger and sure twas no wonder
For so were her mother and father before
And they each wheeled their barrows
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying, "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh"
She died of a faver and no one could save her
And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone
Now her ghost wheels her barrow
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying, "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh"
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Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
houston
         
  
 Fish Guru You want what when? Posts: 2623 Kudos: 2462 Votes: 337 Registered: 29-Mar-2003
 | They say mother earth is breathing
With each wave that finds the shore
Her soul rises in the evening
For to open twilights door
Her eyes are the stars in heaven
Watching o'er us all the while
And her heart it is in Ireland
Deep within the Emerald Isle.
We are forty against hundreds
In someone elses bloody war
We know not why were fighting
Or what we're dying for
They will storm us in the morning
When the sunlight turns to sky
Death is waiting for its dance now
Fate has sentenced us to die.
(chorus)
Ireland I am coming home
I can see your rolling fields of green
And fences made of stone.
I am reaching out won't you take my hand
I'm coming home Ireland.
Oh the captain he lay bleeding
I can hear him calling me
These men are yours now for the leading
Show them to their destiny
And as I look up all around me
I see the ragged tired and torn
I tell them to make ready
'Cause we're not waiting for the morn.
*chorus*
Now the fog is deep and heavy
As we forge the dark and fear
We can hear their horses breathing
As in silence we draw near
There are no words to be spoken
Just a look to say good-bye
I draw a breath and night is broken
As I scream our battle cry.
*chorus*
I am home Ireland
"I've got a great ambition to die of exhaustion rather than boredom." Thomas Carlyle |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
Tetra Fan
   Mega Fish Posts: 1203 Kudos: 1081 Votes: 63 Registered: 11-Apr-2004
 | Dear mother,
Can you hear me whining?
It's been three whole weeks
Since that I have left your home
This sudden fear has left me trembling
Cause now it seems that I am out here on my own
And I'm feeling so alone
Pay attention to the cracked streets
And the broken homes
Some call it the slums
Some call it nice
I want to take you through
a wasteland I like to call
my home
Welcome To Paradise
A gunshot rings out at the station
Another urchin snaps and left dead on his own
It makes me wonder why I'm still here
For some strange reason it's now
Feeling like my home
And I'm never gonna go
Pay attention to the cracked streets
And the broken homes
Some call it slums
Some call it nice
I want to take you through
a wasteland I like to call
my home
Welcome To Paradise
Last edited by Tetra Fan at 07-Aug-2005 14:38 |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
pookiekiller12
         
 Fish Addict Posts: 574 Kudos: 633 Votes: 41 Registered: 13-Apr-2004
 | Take me down
To the paradise city
Where the grass is green
And the girls are pretty
Take me home
Just a' urchin
livin' under the street
I'm a hard case
that's tough to beat
I'm your charity case
So buy me somethin' to eat
I'll pay you at another time
Take it to the end of the line
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Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | i sit around and watch the tube but nothing's on
change the channels for an hour or two
twiddle my thumbs just for a bit
i'm sick of all the same old s***
in a house with unlocked doors
and i'm !%%@#ing lazy
bite my lip and close my eyes
take me away to paradise
i'm so damn bored i'm going blind
and i smell like s***
peel me off this velcro seat and get me moving
i sure as hell can't do it by myself
i'm feeling like a dog in heat
bored indoors from the summer street
i locked the door to my own cell
and i lost the key
bite my lip and close my eyes
take me away to paradise
i'm so damn bored i'm going blind
and i smell like s***
i've got no motivation
where is my motivation
no time for motivation
smoking my inspiration
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
Trillian
         
  Hobbyist Posts: 68 Kudos: 166 Votes: 42 Registered: 14-Dec-2003
 | [font color="#800080"] "It's a new day, but it all feels old
It's a good life, that's what I'm told
But everything, it all just feels the same
And my high school, it felt more to me
Like a jail cell, a penitentiary
My time spent there only made me see
That I don't ever wanna be like you
I don't wanna do the things you do
I'm never gonna hear the words you say
'Cause I don't ever wanna, I don't ever wanna be
You...don't wanna be just like you
What I'm sayin' is this is the anthem
throw all your hands up, you, don't wanna be you
"Go to college, a university, get a real job,"
That's what they said to me
But I could never live the way they want
I'm gonna get by and just do my time, out of step while they all get in line
I'm just a minor threat so pay no mind
Do you really wanna be like them, do you really wanna be another trend?
Do you wanna be part of their drill?
'Cause I don't ever wanna, no I don't ever wanna be
You...don't wanna be just like you
What I'm sayin' is this is the anthem
throw all your hands up, you, don't wanna be you
Shake it once, that's fine
Shake it twice, that's okay
Shake it three times, you're playing with yourself again
You...don't wanna be just like you
What I'm sayin' is this is the anthem
throw all your hands up,
Y'all got to feel me, sing if you're with me,
you, don't wanna be just like you (just like you)
This is the anthem throw all your hands up,
y'all got to feel me, sing if you're with me
Another loser anthem (Whoa-oh)
Another loser anthem (Whoa-oh)
Another loser anthem (Whoa-oh)
Another loser anthem"
Local boys Good Charlotte:88).
[hr width='40%'] "Buttons are NOT Toys!"[/font] |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | from my friend dave lippman:
come gather round people wherever you advertise
and admit that the 60's sells chryslers and fries
and accept it that money don't talk but it lies
if your bottom line is worth saving
then you better start skimming all the anthems we've known
for the stocks they are exchanging
there's something happening here
what it is is an ad for a beer
i guess you'd say what can make me feel this way
my beer, my beer, my beer
talking bout my beer
songs that sell soaps and sell cars and sell lifestyles
anthems of freedom now corporate sieghiels
songs that bring back all those sweet memories
thanks mitsubishi and who needs trees
when i'm downsized, lost my healthcare
when i'm feeling sad
i simply remember my favorite songs
and then i don't feel so
bad about ads and my culture they're taking
bad about products that didn't need making
bad that they're buying the soul of my youth
to sell me their s*** well it's slightly uncouth
when i'm lonesome or nostalgic
feel i'm gonna cry
i simply remember my favorite songs
and then i break down and buy
i'm goin up the country where a man can be free
goin up the country where a man can be free
i'm going to someplace where there's no goddam pepsi
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
pookiekiller12
         
 Fish Addict Posts: 574 Kudos: 633 Votes: 41 Registered: 13-Apr-2004
 |
Come gather 'round people
Wherever you roam
And admit that the waters
Around you have grown
And accept it that soon
You'll be drenched to the bone.
If your time to you
Is worth savin'
Then you better start swimmin'
Or you'll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changin'. |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | an action seeker on an empty street
just an alley creeper light on his feet
a young fighter screaming with no time for doubt
with the pain and anger can't see a way out
it ain't much i'm asking
i heard him say
gotta find me a future
MOVE OUTTA MY WAY
i want it all
i want it all
i want it all
and i want it now
listen all you people come gather round
gonna get me a gameplan
gonna shake it to the ground
just give me what i know is mine
people do you hear me
just give me a sign
it ain't much i'm asking
if you want the truth
here's to the future
for the dreams of youth
i want it all
i want it all
i want it all
and i want it now
i'm a man with a one track mind
so much to do in one lifetime
not a man for compromise and where's and why's and living lies
i'm living it all
and i'm giving it all
to you
it ain't much i'm asking if you want the truth
here's to the future
hear the cry of youth
i want it all
i want it all
i want it all
and i want it now
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
houston
         
  
 Fish Guru You want what when? Posts: 2623 Kudos: 2462 Votes: 337 Registered: 29-Mar-2003
 | I’ve paid my dues -
Time after time -
I’ve done my sentence
But committed no crime -
And bad mistakes
I’ve made a few
I’ve had my share of sand kicked in my face -
But I’ve come through
We are the champions - my friends
And we’ll keep on fighting - till the end -
We are the champions -
We are the champions
No time for losers
’cause we are the champions - of the world -
I’ve taken my bows
And my curtain calls -
You brought me fame and fortuen and everything that goes with it -
I thank you all -
But it’s been no bed of roses
No pleasure cruise -
I consider it a challenge before the whole human race -
And I ain’t gonna lose -
We are the champions - my friends
And we’ll keep on fighting - till the end -
We are the champions -
We are the champions
No time for losers
’cause we are the champions - of the world -
lame lame lame, but that's the next thing that came to my mind
"I've got a great ambition to die of exhaustion rather than boredom." Thomas Carlyle |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | momma, just killed a man
put a gun against his head
pulled my trigger now he's dead
momma, life has just begun
but now i've gone and thrown it all away
momma ooh ooh
didn't mean to make you cry
if i'm not back again this time tomorrow
carry on
carry on
as if nothing really matters
too late
my time has come
sent shivers down my spine
body's aching all the time
good bye everybody
i've got to go
gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
momma ooh ooh
i don't wanna die
sometimes i wish i'd never been born at all
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
pookiekiller12
         
 Fish Addict Posts: 574 Kudos: 633 Votes: 41 Registered: 13-Apr-2004
 | Blistered cracked and bleeding
Cold no one should know
Rain falls down a freezing
And sticking like a snow
Lingering suspicions
Screaming in my head
Lies all mixed up with omissions
Aw welcome home again
It's too late for apologies they're falling at my feet
This is just the way of the world Joe said
I had to put a bullet into his head
Then lit up a cigarette
Decided to call his fat friend Fred
Well he said Fred I just killed a man
Caught him laying with my girlfriend
Now they're both dead, people can be so cold when they're dead
Calling all the neighbors
Time to make amends
Whiskey floods the table
Aw good friends 'til the end
They're making silly faces and it's tasting bitter sweet
This is just the way of the world Joe said
I had to put a bullet into his head
Then lit up a cigarette
Decided to call his fat friend Fred
Well he said Fred I just killed a man
Caught him laying with my girlfriend
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Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
houston
         
  
 Fish Guru You want what when? Posts: 2623 Kudos: 2462 Votes: 337 Registered: 29-Mar-2003
 | (Yo', man) Yo'
(Open up, man) What do you want, man?
(My girl just caught me) You let her catch you?
(I don't know how I let this happen) With who?
(The girl next door, you know) Man
(I don't know what to do) Say it wasn't you
(Alright)
Honey came in and she caught me red-handed
Creeping with the girl next door
Picture this, we were both butt naked
Bangin' on the bathroom floor
How could I forget that I had
Given her an extra key
All this time she was standing there
She never took her eyes off me
How you can grant the woman access to your villa
Trespasser and a witness while you cling to your pillow
You better watch your back before she turn into a killer
Best for you and the situation not to call the beaner
To be a true pla yer you have to know how to play
If she say you're not, convince her say a day
Never admit to a word when she say makes a claim
And you tell her baby no way
But she caught me on the counter (It wasn't me)
Saw me bangin' on the sofa (It wasn't me)
I even had her in the shower (It wasn't me)
She even caught me on camera (It wasn't me)
She saw the marks on my shoulder (It wasn't me)
Heard the words that I told her (It wasn't me)
Heard the scream get louder (It wasn't me)
She stayed until it was over
Honey came in and she caught me red-handed
Creeping with the girl next door
Picture this, we were both butt naked
Bangin' on the bathroom floor
I had tried to keep her
From what she was about to see
Why should she believe me
When I told her it wasn't me
Make sure she knows it's not you and lead her on da right prefix
Whenever you should see her make da giggolo flex
As funny as it be by you, it not that complex
Seein is believin so you better change your specs
You know she not gonna be worrying bout things from the past
Hardly recollecting and then she'll go to noontime mass
Wait for your answer: go over there
But if she pack a gun you know you better run fast
But she caught me on the counter (It wasn't me)
Saw me bangin' on the sofa (It wasn't me)
I even had her in the shower (It wasn't me)
She even caught me on camera (It wasn't me)
She saw the marks on my shoulder (It wasn't me)
Heard the words that I told her (It wasn't me)
Heard the scream get louder (It wasn't me)
She stayed until it was over
Honey came in and she caught me red-handed
Creeping with the girl next door
Picture this, we were both butt naked
Bangin' on the bathroom floor
How could I forget that I had
Given her an extra key
All this time she was standing there
She never took her eyes off me
Gonna tell her that I'm sorry
For the pain that I've caused
I've been listenin to your reasonin
It makes no sense at all
We should tell her that I'm sorry
For the pain that I've caused
You may think that you're a player
But you're completely lost
That's why I sing
Honey came in and she caught me red-handed
Creeping with the girl next door
Picture this, we were both butt naked
Bangin' on the bathroom floor
How could I forget that I had
Given her an extra key
All this time she was standing there
She never took her eyes off me
sorry i think%)
"I've got a great ambition to die of exhaustion rather than boredom." Thomas Carlyle |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
mattyboombatty
         
  
  
 Moderator Tenellus Obsessor Posts: 2790 Kudos: 1507 Votes: 1301 Registered: 26-Mar-2004
 | Yo, I'll tell you what I want, what I really really want,
So tell me what you want, what you really really want,
I'll tell you what I want, what I really really want,
So tell me what you want, what you really really want,
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna really
really really wanna zigazig ha.
If you want my future forget my past,
If you wanna get with me better make it fast,
Now don't go wasting my precious time,
Get your act together we could be just fine
I'll tell you what I want, what I really really want,
So tell me what you want, what you really really want,
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna really
really really wanna zigazig ha.
If you wanna be my lover, you gotta get with my friends,
Make it last forever friendship never ends,
If you wanna be my lover, you have got to give,
Taking is too easy, but that's the way it is.
What do you think about that now you know how I feel,
Say you can handle my love are you for real,
I won't be hasty, I'll give you a try
If you really bug me then I'll say goodbye.
Yo I'll tell you what I want, what I really really want,
So tell me what you want, what you really really want,
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna really
really really wanna zigazig ha.
Critical Fertilator: The Micromanager of Macronutrients
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Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
Trillian
         
  Hobbyist Posts: 68 Kudos: 166 Votes: 42 Registered: 14-Dec-2003
 | [font color="#800080"]*steals vegemite sammich*
"I got a couple of friends up in a tree in North-Cliff
You know they're doing their part
You know they're doing their bit.
Trying to save our Mother from all this greed
You know they know what she wants ,
You know they know what she needs.
I got a couple of Sista's in South Australia,
Stopping the Uranium from coming up,
Oh yeah man you know they know what she need.
They're stopping all of that Government Corporate Greed!"

[hr width='40%'] "Buttons are NOT Toys!"[/font] |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | traveling in a fried out combie
on a hippie trail, head full of zombie
i met a strange lady she make me nervous
she took me in a made me breakfast
and she said
do you come from the land down under?
where women glow and men plunder
can't you hear can't you hear the thunder?
you better run you better take cover
buying bread from a man in brussels
who was 6 foot 4 and full of muscle
i said do you speak my language?
he just smiled and gave me a vegemite sandwich
and he said
i come from the land down under
where women glow and men plunder
can't you hear can't you hear the thunder?
you better run you better take cover
living in a den in bombay
with a slack jaw and not much to say
i said to the man are you trying to tempt me?
because i come from the land of plenty
and he said
do you come from the land down under?
where women glow and men plunder
can't you hear can't you hear the thunder?
you better run you better take cover
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
pookiekiller12
         
 Fish Addict Posts: 574 Kudos: 633 Votes: 41 Registered: 13-Apr-2004
 | Down here, where's we're at
The weather changes, that's the way it goes
Sometimes it snows, when everything's wrong
Sometimes it snows, but when it does, it doesn't last long
Down here, where we're at
All we do is sit out on the porch
And play our songs, and nothing's wrong
Sometime friends come around, they all sing along
Down here, where we're at
Everyone is equally poor
Down here, we don't care
We don't care what happens outside the screen door
Down here, where we're at
Sweat drips from the tip of your nose
You wear loose clothes, and you try to stay cool
We all still have a lot of fun, never saw much school
Down here, where we're at
Everyone is equally poor
Down here, we don't care
We don't care what happens outside the screen door
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Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | i'm fixing a hole where the rain leaks in
and stops my mind from wandering
where it will go
where it will go
i'm fixing the cracks that ran from the door
and kept my mind from wandering
where it will go
and it really doesn't matter
if i'm wrong i'm right
where i belong i'm right
where i belong
see the people standing there
who disagree and never win
and wonder why they don't get in my door
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
Cup_of_Lifenoodles
         
   Fish Guru Posts: 2755 Kudos: 1957 Votes: 30 Registered: 09-Sep-2004
 | Here comes the sun
here comes the sun
and I say
It's all right
|
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | i seen you knocking at my cellar door
i love you baby can i have some more
gone gone the damage done
i hit the city and i lost my band
i seen the needle take another man
gone gone the damage done
i sing the song because i love the man
i know that some of you don't understand
milk blood to keep from running out
i seen the needle and the damage done
a little part of it in everyone
but every junkie's like the setting sun
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
Cup_of_Lifenoodles
         
   Fish Guru Posts: 2755 Kudos: 1957 Votes: 30 Registered: 09-Sep-2004
 | "I want a knife and a gun and things
But mom and dad will not give in
And i can't put the needle in
Can't put the needle in
I can't put the needle in
No I can't put the needle in
Can't put the needle in
Can't put the needle in" |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | that's ok heidi, the last verse was posted a few posts ago
janie's got a gun
janie's got a gun
dog days just begun
now everybody is on the run
tell me now it's untrue
what did he put her through?
he jacked a little bitty baby
the man has got to be insane
they say the spell that he was under
the lightning and the thunder
knew that someone had to stop the rain
run away
run away from the pain yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
run away
run run away yeah yeah yeah
janie's got a gun
janie's got a gun
her dog days just begun
now everybody is on the run
what did her daddy do?
it's janie's last i.o.u.
she had to take him down easy
and put a bullet in his brain
she said cause nobody believes me
the man was such a sleaze
he ain't never gonna be the same
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
houston
         
  
 Fish Guru You want what when? Posts: 2623 Kudos: 2462 Votes: 337 Registered: 29-Mar-2003
 | Three thirty in the morning
Not a soul insight
The city's lookin' like a ghost town
On a moonless summer night
Raindrops on the windshield
There's a storm moving in
He's headin' back from somewhere
That he never should have been
And the thunder rolls
And the thunder rolls
Every light is burnin'
In a house across town
She's pacin' by the telephone
In her faded flannel gown
Askin' for miracle
Hopin' she's not right
Prayin' it's the weather
That's kept him out all night
And the thunder rolls
And the thunder rolls
The thunder rolls
And the lightnin' strikes
Another love grows cold
On a sleepless night
As the storm blows on
Out of control
Deep in her heart
The thunder rolls
She's waitin' by the window
When he pulls into the drive
She rushes out to hold him
Thankful he's alive
But on the wind and rain
A strange new perfume blows
And the lightnin' flashes in her eyes
And he knows that she knows
And the thunder rolls
And the thunder rolls
The thunder rolls
And the lightnin' strikes
Another love grows cold
On a sleepless night
As the storm blows on
Out of control
Deep in her heart
The thunder rolls
I'm leaving the last verse off, don't want to be in trouble today
"I've got a great ambition to die of exhaustion rather than boredom." Thomas Carlyle |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
pookiekiller12
         
 Fish Addict Posts: 574 Kudos: 633 Votes: 41 Registered: 13-Apr-2004
 | The storms are raging on the rollin' sea
And on the highway of regret
The winds of change are blowing wild and free
You ain't seen nothing like me yet
I could make you happy, make your dreams come true
Nothing that I wouldn't do
Go to the ends of the earth for you
To make you feel my love |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
mattyboombatty
         
  
  
 Moderator Tenellus Obsessor Posts: 2790 Kudos: 1507 Votes: 1301 Registered: 26-Mar-2004
 | Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Into this house we’re born
Into this world we’re thrown
Like a dog without a bone
An actor out on loan
Riders on the storm
There’s a killer on the road
His brain is squirmin’ like a toad
Take a long holiday
Let your children play
If ya give this man a ride
Sweet memory will die
Killer on the road, yeah
Girl ya gotta love your man
Girl ya gotta love your man
Take him by the hand
Make him understand
The world on you depends
Our life will never end
Gotta love your man, yeah
Wow!
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Into this house we’re born
Into this world we’re thrown
Like a dog without a bone
An actor out alone
Riders on the storm
Critical Fertilator: The Micromanager of Macronutrients
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Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | Every light is burnin’
In a house across town.
She’s pacin’ by the telephone
In her faded flannel gown.
Askin’ for miracle,
Hopin’ she’s not right,
Prayin’ it’s the weather
That’s kept him out all night.
And the thunder rolls.
And the thunder rolls.
The thunder rolls
And the lightnin’ strikes.
Another love grows cold
On a sleepless night,
As the storm blows on
Out of control
Deep in her heart
The thunder rolls.
She’s waitin’ by the window
When he pulls into the drive
She rushes out to hold him
Thankful he’s alive
But on the wind and rain
A strange new perfume blows
And the lightnin’ flashes in her eyes
And he knows that she knows
And the thunder rolls
And the thunder rolls
The thunder rolls
And the lightnin’ strikes.
Another love grows cold
On a sleepless night,
As the storm blows on
Out of control
Deep in her heart
The thunder rolls.
She runs back down the hallway
To the bedroom door
She reaches for the pistol
Kept in the dresser drawer
Tells the lady in the mirror
He won’t do this again
Cause tonight will be the last time
She’ll wonder where he’s been
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
pookiekiller12
         
 Fish Addict Posts: 574 Kudos: 633 Votes: 41 Registered: 13-Apr-2004
 | 'Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood
When blackness was a virtue and the road was full of mud
I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."
And if I pass this way again, you can rest assured
I'll always do my best for her, on that I give my word
In a world of steel-eyed death, and men who are fighting to be warm.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."
Not a word was spoke between us, there was little risk involved
Everything up to that point had been left unresolved.
Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."
|
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | the long and winding road that leads to your door
will never disappear
i've seen that road before
it always leads me here
lead me to your door
the wild and windy night
that the rain washed away
has left a pool of tears
crying for the day
why leave me standing here
let me know the way
many times i've been alone
and many times i've cried
anyway you'll never know
the many ways i've tried
but still they lead me back
to the long winding road
you left me standing here
a long long time ago
don't leave me standing here
lead me to your door
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
pookiekiller12
         
 Fish Addict Posts: 574 Kudos: 633 Votes: 41 Registered: 13-Apr-2004
 | Around the next bend, take the highway to the sun
Or the rocky road, it really don't matter which one
I was in hurry but that don't matter now
'cause I have to get off that road of tears somehow.
There's a mansion on the hill
Psychedelic music fills the air
Peace and love live there still
In that mansion on the hill.
|
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | not to touch the earth
not to see the sun
nothing left to do but run run run let's run
house upon the hill
moon is lying still
shadows in the trees
witnessing the wild breeze
come on baby run with me
run with me
run with me
run with me
let's run
the mansion is warm at the top of the hill
rich are the rooms and the comforts there
red are the arms of luxurious chairs
and you won't know a thing till you get inside
the president's corpse in the driver's car
the engine runs on glue and tar
come on along not going very far
to the east to meet the czar
run with me
run with me
run with me
let's run
some outlaws live by the side of the lake
the minister's daughter's in love with the snake
who lives in a well by the side of the road
wake up girl we're almost home
we should see the gates by morning
we should be inside by evening
sun sun sun
burn burn burn
moon moon moon
i will see you
soon
soon
soon
i am the lizard king
i can do anything
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
pookiekiller12
         
 Fish Addict Posts: 574 Kudos: 633 Votes: 41 Registered: 13-Apr-2004
 | Yeah! Come on, come on, come on, come on
Now touch me, baby
Can't you see that I am not afraid?
What was that promise that you made?
Why won't you tell me what she said?
What was that promise that you made?
Now, I'm gonna love you
Till the heavens stop the rain
I'm gonna love you
Till the stars fall from the sky for you and I |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | well i been down so goddam long that it looks like up to me
yeah i been down so very damn long that it looks like up to me
why don't one you people
come on and set me free
i say warden warden warden won't you break your lock and key
warden warden warden won't you break your lock and key
come along here mister
and let the poor boy be
i said baby baby baby won't you get down on your knees
baby baby baby won't you get down on your knees
come on little darlin
give your love to me
well i been down so goddam long that it looks like up to me
i been down so very damn long that it looks like up to me
well why don't one you people
come on
come on
come on and set me free
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
pookiekiller12
         
 Fish Addict Posts: 574 Kudos: 633 Votes: 41 Registered: 13-Apr-2004
 | Bury Me Softly In This Womb
I Give This Part Of Me For You
Sand Rains Down And Here I Sit
Holding Rare Flowers
In A Tomb.....In Bloom
Down In A Hole And I Don't Know
If I Can Be Saved
See My Heart I Decorate It
Like A Grave
You Don't Understand Who They
Thought I Was Supposed To Be
Look At Me Now A Man
Who Won't Let Himself Be |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
rabbit
        
 Fish Addict Posts: 580 Kudos: 461 Votes: 7 Registered: 24-Oct-2003
 | In this hole
That is me
The dead are rolling over
In this hole
Thickening
Dirt shoveled over shoulders
I feel it in me
So overwhelmed
All this pressure centerizing
My life overturned
But there than despare
All these scars keep ripping open
Peel me from the skin
Tear me from the rind
Does it make you happy now?
Tear me from the bone
Tear me from myself
Are you feeling happy now?
In this hole
That is me
A life that's growing feeble
In this hole
So limiting
The sun has set; all darkens
Buried underneath
Hands slip off the wheel
Internal path-way to contention
Peel me from the skin
Tear me from the rind
Does it make you happy now?
Tear me from the bone
Tear me from myself
Are you feeling happy now?
Are you
HAPPY
Are you
HAPPY
Are you feeling happy?
In this hole
That is me
Left with a heart exhausted
What's my release??
What sets me free?
Do you pull me up just to push me out again?
Peel me from the skin
Tear me from the rind
Does it make you happy now?
Tear me from the bone
Tear me from myself
Are you feeling happy?
Peel me from the skiiiiiiiiiin
Peel me from the skiiiiiiiiiin
Tear me from the rind
Does it make you happy now?
Tear me from the boooooooooone
Tear me from the boooooooooone
Tear me from myself
Are you feeling happy?
Does it make you happy?
Are you feeling happy?
Are you ******* happy?
Now that I'm lost here with nothing
Does it make you happy?
Are you feeling happy?
Are you ******** happy?
Now that I'm lost here with nothing?
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Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | for america i went to vietnam
agent orange has a hold on me still
the freedom movement made me an organizer
while i was studying on the GI bill
luck of the leader is to be locked up
25 years counting 8 in the hole
i am not famous
i'm not mandela
but i am imprisoned in a jail
my name is geronimo ji jaga
and my soul is not for sale
computer programmer was my occupation
i heard about civil rights down in the south
i could not keep my mind on my programs
i had to use my heart and my mouth
i lived in harlem i was a black panther
i looked for answers for my people
i am not famous
i'm not mandela
but i am imprisoned in this jail
my name is sundiata acoli
and my soul is not for sale
down at the market no one talks about it
on the tv you won't see this tale
but if you can see me then they must free me
so won't you please lift up the veil
they call me terrorist for conspiring
against the government and companies
who strip mine, pollute and destroy
in puerto rico they do as they please
they like to talk about freedom fighters
but not in their own back yards
they took my sister and me
we're doing 83
and there will be no bail
my name is ida luz rodriguez
and my country's not for sale
driving cab is a good way to pay the rent
for a journalist who tells the truth
they been after me since i been after them
no i did not waste my youth
in philadelphia police won't help ya
except to beat you to the punch
they beat my brother
there was another
shot the policeman
but i'm doing the time
my name is mumia abu jamal
and the system is the crime
down at the market no one talks about it
on the tv you won't see this tale
but if you can see me then they must free me
so won't you please lift up the veil
once proud nations reduced to reservations
government goons come to terrorize
we had a duty to defend our families
from corruption, guns and lies
the FBI came they played that old game
divide and conquer to maintain their power
i am not famous
i am not mandela
but i am imprisoned in a jail
my name is leonard, leonard peltier
and this land is not for sale
down at the market no one talks about it
on the tv you won't see this tale
but if you can see me then they must free me
so won't you please lift up the veil
if you can see me then they must free me
so won't you please lift up the veil
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
pookiekiller12
         
 Fish Addict Posts: 574 Kudos: 633 Votes: 41 Registered: 13-Apr-2004
 | The greatest lost track of all time:
The Late Greats' "Turpentine"
You can't hear it on the radio
You can't hear it anywhere you go
The best band will never get signed
K-Settes starring Butcher's Blind
Are so good, you won't ever know
They never even played a show
You can't hear 'em on the radio
The greatest singer in rock and roll
Would have to be Romeo
His vocal chords are made of gold
He just looks a little too old
The greatest lost track of all time:
The Late Greats' "Turpentine"
I can't hear it on the radio
I don't hear it anywhere I go
The best song will never get sung
The best life never leaves your lungs
So good, you won't ever know
I never hear it on the radio
Can't hear it on the radio |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
mattyboombatty
         
  
  
 Moderator Tenellus Obsessor Posts: 2790 Kudos: 1507 Votes: 1301 Registered: 26-Mar-2004
 | Early in the evenin',
just about supper time,
over by the court house
they're starting to unwind.
Four kids on the corner,
trying to bring you up.
Willy picks a tune out,
and he blows it on the harp.
Down On The Corner
out in the street.
Willy and the poor boys are playin'
bring a nickel
tap your feet.
Rooster hits the washboard
and people just got smile,
Blinky thumps the gut bass,
and solos for a while.
Poorboy twangs the rythm out
on his kalamazoo
Willy goes into a dance
and doubles on kazoo.
Down On The Corner
out in the street.
Willy and the poor boys are playin'
bring a nickel
tap your feet.
Down On The Corner
out in the street.
Willy and the poor boys are playin'
bring a nickel
tap your feet.
You don't need a penny,
just to hang around,
but if you've got a nickel,
won't you lay your money down?
Over on the corner
there's a happy noise.
People come from all around
to watch the magic boy.
Down On The Corner
out in the street.
Willy and the poor boys are playin'
bring a nickel
tap your feet.
Critical Fertilator: The Micromanager of Macronutrients
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Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | well beat the drum and hold the phone
the sun came out today
we're born again there's new grass on the field
rounding third and headed for home
it's a brown eyed handsome man
anyone can understand the way i feel
oh put me in coach
i'm ready to play today
put me in coach
i'm ready to play today
look at me
i can be
centerfield
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
mattyboombatty
         
  
  
 Moderator Tenellus Obsessor Posts: 2790 Kudos: 1507 Votes: 1301 Registered: 26-Mar-2004
 | Hey where did we go,
Days when the rains came
Down in the hollow,
Playin' a new game,
Laughing and a running hey, hey
Skipping and a jumping
In the misty morning fog with
Our hearts a thumpin' and you
My brown eyed girl,
You my brown eyed girl.
Whatever happened
To Tuesday and so slow
Going down the old mine
With a transistor radio
Standing in the sunlight laughing,
Hiding behind a rainbow's wall,
Slipping and sliding
All along the water fall, with you
My brown eyed girl,
You my brown eyed girl.
Do you remember when we used to sing,
Sha la la la la la la la la la la te da
So hard to find my way,
Now that I'm all on my own.
I saw you just the other day,
My how you have grown,
Cast my memory back there, Lord
Sometime I'm overcome thinking 'bout
Making love in the green grass
Behind the stadium with you
My brown eyed girl
You my brown eyed girl
Do you remember when we used to sing
Sha la la la la la la la la la la te da.
Critical Fertilator: The Micromanager of Macronutrients
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Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
pookiekiller12
         
 Fish Addict Posts: 574 Kudos: 633 Votes: 41 Registered: 13-Apr-2004
 | Tumble down shack in Bigfoot County
Snowed so hard that the roof caved in
Delilah Jones went to meet her God
and the old man never was the same again
Brown eyed women and red grenadine
the bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean
Sound of the thunder with the rain pouring down
and it looks like the old man's getting on
Daddy made whiskey and he made it well
Cost two dollars and it burned like hell
I cut hick'ry to fire the still
Drink down a bottle and you're ready to kill
Brown eyed women and red grenadine
the bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean
Sound of the thunder with the rain pouring down
and it looks like the old man's getting on |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | wish i was back on old rocky top
down in the tennessee hills
ain't no smoggy smoke on rocky top
ain't no telephone bills
once i had a girl on rocky top
half bear, other half cat
wild as a mink but sweet as soda pop
i still dream about that
rocky top you'll always be
home sweet home to me
good old rocky top
rocky top tennessee
rocky top tennessee
once two strangers climbed old rocky top
lookin for a moonshine still
strangers don't come down from rocky top
reckon they never will
corn won't grow at all on rocky top
soil's too rocky by far
that's why the folks on rocky top
get their corn from a jar
rocky top you'll always be
home sweet home to me
good old rocky top
rocky top tennessee
rocky top tennessee
i've had years of cramped up city life
trapped like a duck in a pen
all i know is it's a pity life
can't be simple again
rocky top you'll always be
home sweet home to me
good old rocky top
rocky top tennessee
rocky top tennessee
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
pookiekiller12
         
 Fish Addict Posts: 574 Kudos: 633 Votes: 41 Registered: 13-Apr-2004
 | GREAT SONG MOONDOG
I run in ta Charlie Ford,
He blacked my eye and he kicked my dog,
my dog he turned to me and he said,
"Let's head back to Tennessee, Jed."
I woke up a feeling mean,
I went down to play the slot machine,
the wheels turned around, and the letters read,
you better head back to Tennessee, Je |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | the wheel is turning and you can't slow down
can't let go and you can't hold on
can't go back and you can't stand still
if the thunder don't get you then the lightning will
won't you try just a little bit harder
couldn't we try just a little bit more
won't you try just a little bit harder
couldn't we try just a little bit more
round round robin run round
gotta get back where you belong
little bit harder, a little bit more
a little bit harder than you gone before
the wheel is turning and you can't slow down
you can't let go and you can't hold on
can't go back and you can't stand still
if the thunder don't get you then the lightning will
small wheel turning by the power in the rod
big wheel turn by the grace of god
every time that wheel turns round
bound to cover just a little more ground
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
pookiekiller12
         
 Fish Addict Posts: 574 Kudos: 633 Votes: 41 Registered: 13-Apr-2004
 | Give my feet to the footloose
Careless, fancy free
Give my knees to the needy
Don't pull that stuff on me
Hand me down my walking cane
It's a sin to tell a lie
Send my mouth way down south
And kiss my goodby |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
mattyboombatty
         
  
  
 Moderator Tenellus Obsessor Posts: 2790 Kudos: 1507 Votes: 1301 Registered: 26-Mar-2004
 | Gotta drive all night if not a go
Got to designate a driver before the show
It's your turn now at the wheel
There's nothing like a guard rail
To wake you up in the middle of the night
And we are drivin' north, goin' south
It looks like we'll sleep here
We're out of beer
We're headed south on the north bound
Our wheels might as well be square
Cause we're not really getting anywhere
Tire just blew out, the fan belt's brakin'
I don't think we're gonna make it
Drivin' around, goin' down
It looks like we'll sleep here,
I need a beer
South, goin' south, check us out we're goin' south
South, headed south, check it out, we're goin' down
South, goin' south
Critical Fertilator: The Micromanager of Macronutrients
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Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | oh i'm going down to mississippi
yes i'm going down a southern road
and if you never see me again
remember that i had to go
remember that i had to go
it's a long road down to mississippi
it's a short road back the other way
if the cops pull you over to the side of the road
well you won't have nothing to say
no you won't have nothing to say
there's a man waiting down in mississippi
and he's waiting with a rifle in his hand
and he's looking down the road for an out of state car
and he thinks that he's fighting for his land
yes he thinks that he's fighting for his land
and he won't know the clothes that i'm wearing
and he doesn't know the name that i own
but his god is large and his hate is hard
and he knows i'm coming down the road
yes he knows i'm coming down the road
oh it's not for the glory that i'm leaving
it's not trouble that i'm looking for
but there's lots of good work that's calling me down
and the waiting won't do no more
no the waiting won't do no more
don't call me the brave one for going
no don't pin a medal to my name
for even if there was any choice to make
i'd be going down just the same
i'd be going down just the same
for someone's gotta go to mississippi
just as sure as there's a right and a wrong
and even though you say that the time will change
that time is just too long
that time is just too long
so i'm going down to mississippi
oh i'm going down a southern raod
and if you never see me again
remember that i had to go
remember that i had to go
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
pookiekiller12
         
 Fish Addict Posts: 574 Kudos: 633 Votes: 41 Registered: 13-Apr-2004
 | Every step of the way we walk the line
Your days are numbered, so are mine
Time is pilin' up, we struggle and we scrape
We're all boxed in, nowhere to escape
City's just a jungle, more games to play
Trapped in the heart of it, trying to get away
I was raised in the country, I been workin' in the town
I been in trouble ever since I set my suitcase down
Got nothing for you, I had nothing before
Don't even have anything for myself anymore
Sky full of fire, pain pourin' down
Nothing you can sell me, I'll see you around
All my powers of expression and thoughts so sublime
Could never do you justice in reason or rhyme
Only one thing I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day too long
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Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | well in 1814 we took a little trip
along with colonel jackson down the mighty mississip
we took a little bacon and we took a little beans
and we met the bloody british in the town of new orleans
we fired our guns and the british kept a comin
there wasn't quite as many as there was awhile ago
we fired once more and they began to runnin
down the mississippi to the gulf of mexico
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
pookiekiller12
         
 Fish Addict Posts: 574 Kudos: 633 Votes: 41 Registered: 13-Apr-2004
 | Back about eighteen and twenty-five
I left Tennessee very much alive
I never would've made it through the Arkansas mud
If I hadn't been riding on the Tennessee Stud
Had some trouble with my sweetheart's Pa
One of her brothers was a bad outlaw
I wrote a letter to my Uncle Spud And
I rode away on the Tennessee Stud
On a Tennessee Stud
The Tennessee Stud was long and lean
The color of the sun and his eyes were green
He had the nerve and he had the blood
There never was a horse like Tennessee Stud
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Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
houston
         
  
 Fish Guru You want what when? Posts: 2623 Kudos: 2462 Votes: 337 Registered: 29-Mar-2003
 | "Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy" Big and Rich
Dum de de dum, de de dum, de de dum, de de da da.
Dum de de dum, de de dum, de de dum, de da da, la la la.
Well, I walk into the room passin' out hundred dollar bills.
An' it kills and it thrills like the horns on my Silverado grille.
An' I buy the bar a double round of Crown an' everybody's getting down,
An' this town ain't never gonna be the same.
'Cause I saddle up my horse an' I ride into the city.
I make a lot of noise 'cause the girls, they are so pretty.
Ridin' up an' down Broadway on my old stud, Leroy.
And the girls say: "Save a horse, ride a cowboy."
Everybody says: "Save a horse, ride a cowboy."
Well, I don't give a dang about nothing: I'm singing an' bling-blanging,
While the girls are drinkin' long necks down!
An' I wouldn't trade ol' Leroy or my Chevrolet for your Escalade, or your freak parade:
I'm the only John Wayne left in this town.
An' I saddle up my horse an' I ride into the city.
I make a lot of noise 'cause the girls, they are so pretty.
Ridin' up an' down Broadway on my old stud, Leroy.
And the girls say: "Save a horse, ride a cowboy."
Everybody says: "Save a horse, ride a cowboy."
Instrumental break.
"Well, I'm a thoroughbred."
That's what she said in the back of my truck bed,
As I was gettin' buzzed on suds, out on some back country road.
We where flyin' high, fine as wine,
Having ourselves a Big and Rich time
An' I was going, just about as far as she'd let me go.
But her evaluation of my cowboy reputation
Had me beggin' for salvation all night long.
So I took her out, gigging frogs,
Introduced her to my old bird dog
An' sang her every Willie Nelson song I could think of.
An' we made love.
An' I saddle up my horse an' I ride into the city.
I make a lot of noise 'cause the girls, they are so pretty.
Ridin' up an' down Broadway on my old stud, Leroy.
And the girls say: "Save a horse, ride a cowboy."
Everybody says: "Save a horse, ride a cowboy."
What? What?
"Save a horse, ride a cowboy."
Everybody says: "Save a horse, ride a cowboy."
"I've got a great ambition to die of exhaustion rather than boredom." Thomas Carlyle |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
pookiekiller12
         
 Fish Addict Posts: 574 Kudos: 633 Votes: 41 Registered: 13-Apr-2004
 | Out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy
Out in the back seat of my '60 Chevy
Workin' on mysteries without any clues
Workin' on our night moves
Tryin' to make some front page drive-in news
Workin' on our night moves
In the summertime
In the sweet summertime |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
houston
         
  
 Fish Guru You want what when? Posts: 2623 Kudos: 2462 Votes: 337 Registered: 29-Mar-2003
 | He could see the storm clouds rollin’ across the hill
He barely beat the rain in from the field
And between the backdoor slammin she heard
Him say
"damn this rain and damn this wasted day"
But shed been waiting for this day for oh so long
She was standin in the kitchen with nothin but her
A  on
And in disbelief he stood and he stared awhile
When their eyes met they both began to smile
(chorus)
Somewhere other than the night
She needs to hear I love you
Somewhere other than the night
She needs to know you care
She wants to know she’s needed
And she needs to be held tight
Some where other than the night
They spent the day wrapped up in a blanket
On the front porch swing
He’d come to realize he’d neglected certain things
And there are times she feels alone even by his sided
It was the first time she ever saw him cry
(chorus)
To know she’s needed
She needs to be held tight
Somewhere other than the night
"I've got a great ambition to die of exhaustion rather than boredom." Thomas Carlyle |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
pookiekiller12
         
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 | Slow down, you move too fast
You've got to make the morning last
Just kicking down the cobblestones
Looking for fun and feeling groovy |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
mattyboombatty
         
  
  
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 | I saw that moondog!
Last night I had the strangest dream
I sailed away to China, in a little rowboat to find ya
And you said you had to get your laundry clean
Didn't want no one to hold you, what does that mean? And you said...
Ain't nothing gonna break my stride
Nobody gonna slow me down, oh no
I've got to keep on moving
Ain't nothing gonna break my stride
I'm running and I won't touch ground, oh no
I've got to keep on moving
You're on the road and now you pray it'll last
The road behind was rocky
But now you're feeling cocky
You look at me and you see your past
Is that the reason why you're running so fast? And you said...
Ain't nothing gonna break my stride
Nobody gonna slow me down, oh no
I've got to keep on moving
Ain't nothing gonna break my stride
I'm running and I won't touch ground, oh no
I've got to keep on moving
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Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
pookiekiller12
         
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 | Well I dig you Georgia peaches
Makes me fell right at home
Well now I dig you Georgia peaches
Makes me fell right at home
But I don't love me no one woman
So I can't stay in Georgia long
Well now they call me the breeze
I keep blowin' down the road
Well now they call me the breeze
I keep blowin' down the road
I ain't got me nobody
I don't carry me no load |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
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 | how many roads must a man walk down 42!
before you call him a man?
how many seas must the wild duck sail
before she sleeps in the sand?
how many times can the cannonballs fly
before they are forever banned?
the answer my friend, is blowing in the wind
the answer is blowing in the wind
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Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
pookiekiller12
         
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 | Well Mack the Finger said to Louie the King
I got forty red white and blue shoe strings
And a thousand telephones that don't ring
Do you know where I can get rid of these things
And Louie the King said let me think for a minute son
And he said yes I think it can be easily done
Just take everything down to Highway 61. |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | livin easy livin free
season ticket on a one way ride
askin nothing leave me be
taking everything in my stride
don't need reason don't need rhyme
there ain't nothin that i'd rather do
goin down party time
my friends are gonna be there too
i'm on the highway to hell
highway to hell
highway to hell
highway to hell
no stop signs or speed limit
nobody gonna slow me down
like a wheel gonna spin it
nobody gonna mess me around
hey satan pay my dues
playin in a rock and roll band
hey mama look at me
on my way to the promised land
i'm on the highway to hell
highway to hell
highway to hell
highway to hell
don't stop me
i'm on the highway to hell
highway to hell
highway to hell
highway to hell
and i'm goin down
all the way
i'm on the highway to hell
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Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
mattyboombatty
         
  
  
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 | Gonna dive into a dive
I've dove into before
Gonna haunt a haunt I've haunted
Like a million times or more
A familiar joint
Where getting drunk's the only point
To frequent this place
With any frequency at all
Countin' on a remedy
I've counted on before
Goin' with a cure that's never failed me
What you call the disease,
I call the remedy
What you're callin' the cause,
I call the cure
Gonna sing a song, a song to you
A song I've sung before
Belt out a ballad that I've belted out
A million times or more
The words I'm gonna scream
And getting drunk's the central theme
to the lyrics, if you can
make the lyrics out at all
Countin' on a remedy
I've counted on before
Goin' with a cure that's never failed me
What you call the disease,
I call the remedy
What you're callin' the cause,
I call the cure
Just a devotion to a potion
Please no applause
A dedication to a medication
A crutch a cure a cause
What I've counted on to pick me up
Has knocked me to my knees
Before I hit the floor once more
I'll call it the disease
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Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | next song on that album:
well all the late night bargains have been struck
between the satin beaus and their belles
prehistoric garbage trucks have the city to themselves
echos roars dinosaurs
they're all doing the monster mash
most of the taxis and most of the whores are only taking calls for cash
i don't know how it happened
it all took place so quick
but all i can do is hand it to you
and your latest trick
my door was standing open
security was laid back and lax
but it was only my heart that got broken
you musta had a pass key made out of wax
you play robbery with insolence
and i play the blues in 12 bars down on lovers lane
and you never did have the intelligence to use
the twelve keys hanging off of my chain
i don't know how it happened
it all took place so quick
but all i can do is hand it to you
and your latest trick
well now it's past last call for alcohol
past recall's been here and gone
the landlord he finally paid us off
the satin jazzmen have put away their horns
and we're standing in sight of this wonderland
looking so bereaved and so bereft
like a bowery bum when he finally understands
the bottle's empty and there's nothing left
i don't know how it happened
it was faster than the eye could flick
but all i can do is hand it to you
and your latest trick
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
pookiekiller12
         
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 | Here comes Johnny singing oldies, goldies
Be-Bop-A-Lua, Baby What I Say
Here comes Johnny singing I Gotta Woman
Down in the tunnels, trying to make it pay
He got the action, he got the motion
Yeah, the boy can play
Dedication devotion
Turning all the night time into the day
He do the song about the sweet lovin' woman
He do the song about the knife
He do the walk, he do the walk of life |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
mattyboombatty
         
  
  
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 | I'm going for a walk
not the after dinner kind
I'm gonna use my hands
and I'm gonna use my mind
and who the hell are you to tell me what to do?
you can't even tie your own haggard shoes
your closet is a mess, and your backyard's falling down
and I have no grand ideas or intentions of sticking around
I'm gonna build a world
independant and exempt
all alone I'll be an empire
with no mortgage and no rent
and I don't need to live in your stinking zoo
you can't even feed the animals donated to you
your storage sheds are ramshackled, flies decorate the walls
and you expect me to die here in this tiny stall?
and I know you're watching! everything I do
call me threat to your children call me socially unglued
call me master of insanity, unable to relate
call me lazy, bane, and filthy
call me monstrous reprobate
I'm going for a walk and there's nothing you can do
'cuz I don't have to live like you
so I'm going for a walk
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Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | stepping out to angelucci's for my coffee beans
checking out the movies and the magazines
the waitress she watches me crossing from the barroca bar
i get a pickup for my steel guitar
i saw ya walking out shaftsbury avenue
scuse me talking i wanna marry you
this is seventh heaven street to me don't seem so proud
you're just another angel in the crowd
and i'm walking in the wild west end
walking in the wild west end
walking with your wild best friend
now the conductress on the number 19 she was a honey
pink toenails and hands all dirty with the money
greasy greasy greasy hair easy smile
she made me feel 19 for awhile
i went down to chinatown
in the backrooms its a man's world
all the money that goes down
duck inside the doorway duck to eat
just ain't no way you and me we can't beat
walking in the wild west end
walking in the wild west end
walking with your wild best friend
now a gogo dancing girl yes i saw her
the dj he says here's mandy for ya
i feel alright seeing her do her stuff
she's dancing high i move on by
closeups can get rough
when you're walking in the wild west end
walking in the wild west end
walking with your wild best friend.
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
mattyboombatty
         
  
  
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 | Bangkok, Oriental setting
And the city don't know that the city is getting
The creme de la creme of the chess world in a
Show with everything but Yul Brynner
Time flies - doesn't seem a minute
Since the Tirolean spa had the chess boys in it
All change - don't you know that when you
Play at this level there's no ordinary venue
It's Iceland... or the Philippines... or Hastings... or... or this place!
One night in Bangkok and the world's your oyster
The bars are temples but the pearls ain't free
You'll find a god in every golden cloister
And if you're lucky then the god's a she
I can feel an angel sliding up to me
One town's very like another
When your head's down over your pieces, brother
It's a drag, it's a bore, it's really such a pity
To be looking at the board, not looking at the city
Whaddya mean? Ya seen one crowded, polluted, stinking town...
Tea, girls, warm, sweet, sweet
Some are set up in the Somerset Maugham suite
Get Thai'd! You're talking to a tourist
Whose every move's among the purest
I get my kicks above the waistline, sunshine
One night in Bangkok makes a hard man humble
Not much between despair and ecstasy
One night in Bangkok and the tough guys tumble
Can't be too careful with your company
I can feel the devil walking next to me
Siam's gonna be the witness
To the ultimate test of cerebral fitness
This grips me more than would a
Muddy old river or reclining Buddha
And thank God I'm only watching the game, controlling it
I don't see you guys rating
The kind of mate I'm contemplating
I'd let you watch, I would invite you
But the queens we use would not excite you
So you better go back to your bars, your temples, your massage parlours
One night in Bangkok and the world's your oyster
The bars are temples but the pearls ain't free
You'll find a god in every golden cloister
A little flesh, a little history
I can feel an angel sliding up to me
One night in Bangkok makes a hard man humble
Not much between despair and ecstasy
One night in Bangkok and the tough guys tumble
Can't be too careful with your company
I can feel the devil walking next to me
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Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | i'll sink manhattan
right under the sea
i'll find the sweetest spot to watch as it goes away
you were so happy
with the things that you said
like he's my lower half
you laughed
but you're gonna cry
a river of tiny tears flow from your crocodile eyes
too late to apologize i say as flood waters rise
i'll sink manhattan
i'll sacrifice friends
i think they'd understand my plans
i'll never be sure
i've got a message
so before i get through
i'll find your answering machine and i'll sink it first
burn your forget me nots
admit that true love can die
no i won't apologize my love
just kiss me goodbye
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
mattyboombatty
         
  
  
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 | This band did a cover of the previous song:
When you were little she sold you out
Out be the ounce the drugs and alcohol was free
Or maybe it was your imagination
Friend of the family but now the foe
She gets inside your mind with everything you smoke
That's why your conspiracy comes from some words she spoke
The rain is controlled by misty
Who's one but feels like three
She always has to be behind every little problem I face
I'd drive to Ireland but there's a lake between the land
She hired private eyes to follow me
Maybe I'll go to Paris and France
And meet the Pope and someone to be with for life
A place far away where she could never find us here
Everything bad is a "misty"
She's hiding in that tree
I'm swimming at the beach and she's got submarines and high technology
She runs my life and in my dreams at night
And everywhere I go I'm always six degress, from misty
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Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | emancipate yourselves from mental slavery
none but ourselves can free our minds
have no fear for atomic energy
cause none of them can stop the time
how long shall they kill our prophets
while we stand aside and look?
they say it's just a part of it
we've got to fulfill the book
won't you help to sing
these songs of freedom
cause all i ever had
redemption song
redemption song
redemption songs
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
mattyboombatty
         
  
  
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 | I can't believe it, the way you look sometimes
Like a trampled flag on a city street, oh yeah
And I don't want it, the things you're offering me
Symbolized bar code, quick ID, oh yeah
Cuz I'm a 21st century digital boy
I don't know how to live but I've got a lot of toys
My daddy's a lazy middle class intellectual
My mommy's on valium, so ineffectual
Ain't life a mystery?
I can't explain it, the things you're saying to me
It's going yayayayayayaya, oh yeah
Cuz I'm a 21st century digital boy
I don't know how to read but I've got a lot of toys
My daddy's a lazy middle class intellectual
My mommy's on valium, so ineffectual
Ain't life a mystery?
Tried to tell you about no control
But now I really don't know
And then you told me how bad you had to suffer
Is that really all you have to offer?
Cuz I'm a 21st century digital boy
I don't know how to live but I've got a lot of toys
My daddy's a lazy middle class intellectual
My mommy's on valium, so ineffectual
Ain't life a mystery?
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Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | i don't like whips
i don't like chains
i don't go chopping up
my neighbor's brains
don't really even like shopping
cept at the flea mart and
i hate wal-mart
now you may wonder
what's all this fuss?
if you don't like the train
take the bus
i've found religion
and just between us
i hate wal-mart
if you didn't hear the story
well here's how it is
big company sell below cost
drive mom and pop out of biz
pretty soon all over this land
one big square store identical brand
and that's why i hate wal-mart
used to be you could drive around
and stop in at three or four towns
encounter different sights and sounds
different if not unique
different accents different smells
different things to buy and sell
now it's all taco bell
i hate wal-mart
roads used to dip and wind
you drive slow relax your mind
never knew what you'd find
around the next bend
but now the freeway goes so straight
it'd go right past the pearly gates
i don't feel human i feel like freight
i hate wal-mart
i like to roam
i like to meet
individuals on the street
you always know the one you meet
is one of a kind
but more and more it seems to me
reflections of something on tv
when we're all alike nobody's free
i hate wal-mart
i boycott burger king
i boycott newt gingrich
i boycott everything which i've seen advertised
i used to go out to dinner in a diner
now they say fast food is finer
but it tastes like it fell out of an airliner
it's enough to make you weep
i don't like board games
i don't like brand names
they make inflated claims
they're full of bleep
everyone i know is a high tech dealer
want to sell me a digital potato peeler
and i don't like garrison keeler cause
he's so white
turn on my radio dial
like to hear something new once in awhile
but it's the same old crap in a brand new style
it's audio rape
but still i try to pick and choose
i turn the dial but i always lose
they only play the worst rock and roll
and once in awhile if you're lucky maybe one little rhythm and blues
and that's why
god made tapes
used to be we wore beads and bells
made our own clothes in our own way
now we all wear uniforms that say
hard rock cafe
we're in a state of sartorial decay
and that's why i hate wal-mart
if there's a pretty spot they'll pave it over
put a cloverleaf over a four leaf clover
black paint on the white cliffs of dover
it never fails
hope you like this song
thanks a bunch
could go on but i gotta go eat lunch
if you didn't like it i've got a hunch
you work in sales
so grow your own
make your own
be careful what you own
develop non-shopping to an art
and whatever you do
don't shop at wal-mart
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
Trillian
         
  Hobbyist Posts: 68 Kudos: 166 Votes: 42 Registered: 14-Dec-2003
 | [font color="#800080"]"I got a couple of friends up in a tree in North-Cliff
You know they're doing their part
You know they're doing their bit.
Trying to save our Mother from all this greed
You know they know what she wants ,
You know they know what she needs.
I got a couple of Sista's in South Australia,
Stopping the Uranium from coming up,
Oh yeah man you know they know what she need.
They're stopping all of that Government Corporate Greed!
~John Butler Trio Treat Yo Mama
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Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | well i asked my friend 'where is that black smoke coming from?'
he just coughed and changed the subject said 'um i think it might snow some'
so i left him sippin his tea
and i jumped in my chariot to run off and see
just why and who could it be this time
sisters and brothers daddies mothers aunt and uncline
when i reached the scene the flames were making a ghostly whine
so i stood on a horse's back
and i screamed without a whack
i said oh baby why'd you burn your brother's house down?
hey
look at the sky turn a hell fire red lord
somebody's house is burning down down down down
look at the sky turn a hell fire red lord
somebody's house is burning down down
down down down
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
mattyboombatty
         
  
  
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 | Today's on fire
The sky is bleeding above me, and I am blistered
I walk these lines of blasphemy, every day
And still...
Like a bad star, I'm falling faster down to her
She's the only one who knows, what it is to burn
I feel diseased
Is there no sympathy, from the sun
The sky's still fire
But I am safe in here, from the world outside
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Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | and i tried to make this place my place
i ask for providence to smile upon me with his sweet face
but i tell you
my place is of the sun and
this place is of the dark and i
i do not feel the romance
i do not catch the spark
my place is of the sun and
this place is of the dark and i
i do not feel the romance
i do not catch the spark
Last edited by sirbooks at 17-Jun-2005 08:28
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Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
Trillian
         
  Hobbyist Posts: 68 Kudos: 166 Votes: 42 Registered: 14-Dec-2003
 | [font color="#800080"]"this is the story of a girl
who's pretty face she hid from the world
she looks so sad in photographs
but I absolutly love her
when she smiles"
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Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
mattyboombatty
         
  
  
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 |
Here's the story,
Of a lovely lady,
Who was bringing up three very lovely girls.
All of them had hair of gold,
Like their mother,
The youngest one in curls.
Here's the story,
Of a man named Brady,
Who was busy with three boys of his own.
They were four men,
Living all together, but they were all alone-.
Till the one day when the lady met this fellow,
and they knew they was much more than a hunch.
That this group,
Must somehow form a family.
That's the way we all became the Brady Bunch,
The Brady Bunch- the Brady Bunch
That's the way- we became the Brady Bunch
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Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
Trillian
         
  Hobbyist Posts: 68 Kudos: 166 Votes: 42 Registered: 14-Dec-2003
 | [font color="#800080"]"to my mother
to my father,
it's your son oh
it's your daugheter.
Are my screams
Loud enough for
you to hear me?
SHOULD I TURN THIS UP
FOR YOU"
~For You Staind
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Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | they put kids in jail for a life they ain't even get to start
that's murder too and it's breakin my heart
it's breakin this nation apart
we gave the youth all the anger it's just we ain't taught them how to express it and so it's dangerous
you can't talk to them unless your language is relating to what they going through
so busy ignoring them you can't see what they showing you
and you wonder why we called baby-daddy's and baby-momma's
when we grow up we can learn to be adult mothers and fathers
yo, i'm so blessed to have a boy and a girl
every day they bring joy to my world
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
Trillian
         
  Hobbyist Posts: 68 Kudos: 166 Votes: 42 Registered: 14-Dec-2003
 | [font color="#800080"] ...Call me blind but I didn't see it comin and
everybody was runnin but I couldn't
hear nothin, except gun blast, it happened so fast
I didn't really know this kid though I sat by him in class.
Maybe this kid was reachin out for love or
maybe for a moment he forgot who he was or
maybe this kid just wanted to be hugged,
whatever it was I know its because
We are We are the youth of the nation...
~ Youth Of The Nation, P.O.D.
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Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
mattyboombatty
         
  
  
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 | What have we done with innocence
It disappeared with time, it never made much sense
Adolescent resident
Wasting another night on planning my revenge
One in ten
Don’t want to be your monkey wrench
One more indecent accident
I’d rather leave than suffer this
I’ll never be your monkey wrench
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Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
Trillian
         
  Hobbyist Posts: 68 Kudos: 166 Votes: 42 Registered: 14-Dec-2003
 | [font color="#800080"] ...Come down and waste away with me, down with me
Slow how, you wanted it to be, I'm over my head, out of her head she sang
And I wonder when I sing along with you if everything could ever feel this real forever
If anything could ever be this good again
The only thing I'll ever ask of you
You've got to promise not to stop when I say when she sang...
~ Everlong, foo fighers
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Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | in the howling winds comes a stinging rain
see them driving nails into the souls on the tree of pain
from the fireflies a red orange glow
see the face of fear running scared in the valley below
bullet the blue sky
bullet the blue sky
bullet the blue
bullet the blue
in the locust wind comes a rattle and hum
jacob wrestled the angel and the angel was overcome
you plant a demon seed
you raise a flower of fire
see them burning crosses
see the flames get higher and higher
bullet the blue sky
bullet the blue sky
bullet the blue
bullet the blue
this guy comes up to me his face red like the rose of a thornbush
like all the colors of a royal flush
and he's peeling off those dollar bills
slapping em down
100
200
and i can see those fighter planes
and i can see those fighter planes
across the mud huts where the children sleep
through the alleys of a quiet city street
you take a staircase to the first floor
turn the key and slowly unlock the door
as a man breathes into a saxophone
through the walls you hear the city groan
outside it's america
outside it's america
across the field you see the sky ripped open
see the rain coming through the gaping wound
pounding on the women and children who run
into the arms
of america
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
mattyboombatty
         
  
  
 Moderator Tenellus Obsessor Posts: 2790 Kudos: 1507 Votes: 1301 Registered: 26-Mar-2004
 | There's a prophet on a mountain and he's making up dinner
With long division and writing crop
Anybody can feel like a winner
When it's served up piping hot
But the people aren't looking for a handout
They're America's working corps
Can this be what they voted for?
Let them eat war [x2]
That's how to ration the poor
Let them eat war [x2]
There's an urgent need to feed
Declining pride
From the force to the union shops
The war economy is making new jobs
But the people who benefit most
Are breaking bread with their benevolent hosts
Who never stole from the rich to give to the poor
All they ever gave to them was a war
And a foreign enemy to deplore
Let them eat war [x2]
That's how to ration the poor
Let them eat war [x2]
There's an urgent need to feed
Declining pride
We've got to kill 'em and eat 'em
Before they reach for their checks
Squeeze some blue collars
Let them bleed from their necks
Seize a few dollars from the people who sweat
Cause it's freedom or death and they won't question it
At a job site the boss is god like
Conditioned workhorses park at a stoplight
Seasoned vets with their feet in nets
A stones throw away from a rock fight
But not tonight, feed ‘em death
Here comes another ration (feed them death)
Cause they're the finest in the nation (feed them death)
When there's nothing left to feed them
When it's freedom or it's death
Let them eat war [x2]
That's how to ration the poor
Let them eat war [x2]
There's an urgent need to feed
Critical Fertilator: The Micromanager of Macronutrients
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Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | until the philosophy which holds one race superior and another inferior
is finally and permanently discredited and abandoned
when everywhere is war
war
me say war
and until there's no longer first class or second class citizens of any nation
until the color of a man's skin is of no more significance than the color of the sky
me say war
and until the basic human rights are equally guaranteed to all without regard to race
this is war
and until that day
the dream of lasting peace
world citizenship
and the rule of international morality
will remain but a fleeting illusion
to be pursued but never attained
now everywhere is war
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
mattyboombatty
         
  
  
 Moderator Tenellus Obsessor Posts: 2790 Kudos: 1507 Votes: 1301 Registered: 26-Mar-2004
 | Halls of justice painted green
Money talking
Power wolves beset your door
Hear them stalking
Soon you'll please their appetite
They devour
Hammer of justice crushes you
Overpower
The ultimate in vanity
Exploiting their supremacy
I can't believe the things you say
I can't believe
I can't believe the price you pay
Nothing can save you
Justice is lost
Justice is raped
Justice is gone
Pulling your strings
Justice is done
Seeking no truth
Winning is all
Find it so grim
So true
So real
Apathy their stepping stone
So unfeeling
Hidden deep animosity
So deceiving
Through your eyes their light burns
Hoping to find
Inquisition sinking you
With prying minds
The ultimate in vanity
Exploiting their supremacy
I can't believe the things you say
I can't believe
I can't believe the price you pay
Nothing can save you
Justice is lost
Justice is raped
Justice is gone
Pulling your strings
Justice is done
Seeking no truth
Winning is all
Find it so grim
So true
So real
Lady justice has been raped
Truth assassin
Rolls of red tape seal your lips
Now you're done in
Their money tips her scales again
Make your deal
Just what is truth?i cannot tell
Cannot feel
The ultimate in vanity
Exploiting their supremacy
I can't believe the things you say
I can't believe
I can't believe the price we pay
Nothing can save you
Justice is lost
Justice is raped
Justice is gone
Pulling your strings
Justice is done
Seeking no truth
Winning is all
Find it so grim
So true
So real
Seeking no truth
Winning is all
Find it so grim
So true
So real
Critical Fertilator: The Micromanager of Macronutrients
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Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | 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
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
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
trystianity
   Mega Fish Posts: 1028 Kudos: 926 Votes: 49 Registered: 20-Mar-2004
 | I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hold
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything
What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here
What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | i caught you knocking at my cellar door
i love you baby can i have some more
gone gone the damage done
i hit the city and i lost my band
i seen the needle take another man
gone gone the damage done
i sing the song because i love the man
i know that some of you don't understand
milk blood to keep from running out
i seen the needle and the damage done
a little part of it in everyone
but every junkie's like the setting sun
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
trystianity
   Mega Fish Posts: 1028 Kudos: 926 Votes: 49 Registered: 20-Mar-2004
 | Old man look at my life,
I'm a lot like you were.
Old man look at my life,
I'm a lot like you were.
Old man look at my life,
Twenty four
and there's so much more
Live alone in a paradise
That makes me think of two.
Love lost, such a cost,
Give me things
that don't get lost.
Like a coin that won't get tossed
Rolling home to you.
Old man take a look at my life
I'm a lot like you
I need someone to love me
the whole day through
Ah, one look in my eyes
and you can tell that's true.
Lullabies, look in your eyes,
Run around the same old town.
Doesn't mean that much to me
To mean that much to you.
I've been first and last
Look at how the time goes past.
But I'm all alone at last.
Rolling home to you.
Old man take a look at my life
I'm a lot like you
I need someone to love me
the whole day through
Ah, one look in my eyes
and you can tell that's true.
Old man look at my life,
I'm a lot like you were.
Old man look at my life,
I'm a lot like you were. |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | hey old man in woman's shoes
i wonder if he knows i think he's crazy
when he was young did he have dreams of
wearing women's shoes and being lazy
it makes me wonder when i grow to be that age
will i be walking down the streets begging for your spare change
or will i grow that old?
will i still be around?
the way i carry on i'll end up six feet underground
and waste away
when the old man was in school
did the golden rules make him go crazy
or did he hide away from hopes
behind a smile and smoking dope it's crazy
it makes me wonder when i grow to be that age
will i be walking down the streets begging for your spare change
or will i grow that old?
will i still be around?
the way i carry on i'll end up six feet underground
and waste away
it seems so frightening
time passes by like lightning
before you know it you're struck down
i always waste my time on
my chemical emotions
it keeps my head spinning around
and waste away
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
trystianity
   Mega Fish Posts: 1028 Kudos: 926 Votes: 49 Registered: 20-Mar-2004
 | Fool enough to almost be it
Cool enough to not quite see it
Doomed
Pick your pockets full of sorrow
And run away with me tomorrow
June
We’ll try and ease the pain
But somehow we’ll feel the same
Well, no one knows
Where our secrets go
I send a heart to all my dearies
When your life is so, so dreary
Dream
I’m rumored to the straight and narrow
While the harlots of my perils
Scream
And I fail
But when I can, I will
Try to understand
That when I can, I will
Mother weep the years I’m missing
All our time can’t be given
Back
Shut my mouth and strike the demons
That cursed you and your reasons
Out of hand and out of season
Out of love and out of feeling
So bad
When I can, I will
Words defy the plan
When I can, I will
Fool enough to almost be it
And cool enough to not quite see it
And old enough to always feel this
Always old, I’ll always feel this
No more promise no more sorrow
No longer will I follow
Can anybody hear me
I just want to be me
When I can, I will
Try to understand
That when I can, I will |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | floating down through the clouds
memories come rushing up to meet me now
but in the space between the heavens
and the corner of some foreign field
i had a dream
i had a dream
goodbye max goodbye ma
after the service when you're walking slowly to the car
and the silver in her hair shines in the cold november air
you'll hear the tolling bell
and touch the silk in your lapel
and as the tear drops rise to meet the comfort of the band
you take her frail hand
and hold on to the dream
a place to stay enough to eat
somewhere old heroes shuffle safely down the street
where you can speak out loud about your doubts and fears
and what's more
no one ever disappears
you never hear their standard issue kicking in your door
you can relax on both sides of the tracks
and maniacs
don't blow holes in bandsmen by remote control
and everyone has recourse to the law
and no one kills the children anymore
no one kills the children anymore
night after night going round and round my brain
this dream is driving me insane
in the corner of some foreign field the gunner sleeps tonight
what's done is done
we cannot just right off this final scene
take heed of the dream
take heed of the dream
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
trystianity
   Mega Fish Posts: 1028 Kudos: 926 Votes: 49 Registered: 20-Mar-2004
 | I had this dream where I relished
The fray and the screaming that filled my head all day
It was as though I'd been spit there, settled in , into a pocket
Of a lighthouse off some rocky socket,
Off the coast of France, Dear
One afternoon, four thousand men died in the water here
Five hundred more were thrashing madly as parasites might in your blood
Now I was in lifeboat designed for ten and ten and only,
Anything that systematic would get you hated.
It's not a deal nor a test nor a love of something fated.
The selection was quick, the crew was picked and
those left in the water got kicked off our pant leg and we headed for home.
Then the dream ends when the phone rings
You doing alright he said it's out there, most days and nights
But only a fool would complain
Anyway Susan if you like our conversation is as faint as the sound in my memory
As those fingernails scratching on the hull |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
mattyboombatty
         
  
  
 Moderator Tenellus Obsessor Posts: 2790 Kudos: 1507 Votes: 1301 Registered: 26-Mar-2004
 | Another bosstones lyric
Two years and extra days,
a block away he'd head to hang.
Same corner,
neighborhood,
his friends,
the gang
Two years and extra days,
a bigger kid would black his eye.
No real reason,
explaination,
and every day no one knew why.
The bigger kid was crazy,
that made the gang afraid.
When he told the gang to shut their mouths,
the gang obeyed.
You've got to have a place to be,
you need a place to hang around.
So no one spoke,
no one moved,
no one made a sound.
Both his eyes would twitch,
the left one was always black.
His lips they never moved,
they stayed still with each attack.
His ears were always ringing,
in his head he'd hear a hum.
And all the kids on the corner knew what it was from.
Then one day it happened,
he took his daily crack.
His eyes rolled up,
llike yesterday,
he started falling back.
The kids that watched this every day now watched him hit the ground.
And no one spoke,
no one moved,
no one made a sound.
And no one made a sound.
Both his eyes would twitch,
the left one was always black.
His lips they never moved,
they stayed still with each attack.
His ears were always ringing,
in his head he'd hear a hum.
And all the kids on the corner knew what it was from.
No one spoke,
no one moved,
no one made a sound.
A sad silent situation,
now he's not around.
Critical Fertilator: The Micromanager of Macronutrients
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Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
djtj
       
 Fish Master Posts: 1764 Kudos: 885 Votes: 49 Registered: 20-Feb-2003
 | "Everyday is a new day
I'm thankful for
Every breath I take
I won't take it for granted
So I learn from my mistakes
It's beyond my control
Sometimes it's best to let go
Whatever happens
In this lifetime
So I trust in love
You have given me
Peace of mind
CHORUS:
I feel so alive
For the very first time
I can't deny you
I feel so alive
I feel so alive
For the very first time
And I think I can fly
Sunshine upon my face
A new song for me to sing
Tell the world
How I feel inside
Even though it might
Cost me everything
Now that I know this
So beyond, I can't hold this
I can never
Turn my back away
Now that I've seen you
I can never look away
Repeat chorus
Now that I know you
(I could never
Turn my back away)
Now that I see you
(I could never look away)
Now that I know you
(I could never
Turn my back away)
Now that I see you
(I believe no matter
What they say)
Repeat chorus twice"
|
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
trystianity
   Mega Fish Posts: 1028 Kudos: 926 Votes: 49 Registered: 20-Mar-2004
 | Son, she said, have I got a little story for you
What you thought was your daddy was nothin’ but a...
While you were sittin’ home alone at age thirteen
Your real daddy was dyin’, sorry you didn’t see him, but I’m glad we talked...
Oh i, oh, I’m still alive
Hey, i, i, oh, I’m still alive
Hey i, oh, I’m still alive
Hey...oh...
Oh, she walks slowly, across a young man’s room
She said I’m ready...for you
I can’t remember anything to this very day
’cept the look, the look...
Oh, you know where, now I can’t see, I just stare...
I, I’m still alive
Hey i, but, I’m still alive
Hey i, boy, I’m still alive
Hey i, i, i, I’m still alive, yeah
Ooh yeah...yeah yeah yeah...oh...oh...
Is something wrong, she said
Well of course there is
You’re still alive, she said
Oh, and do I deserve to be
Is that the question
And if so...if so...who answers...who answers...
I, oh, I’m still alive
Hey i, oh, I’m still alive
Hey i, but, I’m still alive
Yeah i, ooh, I’m still alive
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
mattyboombatty
         
  
  
 Moderator Tenellus Obsessor Posts: 2790 Kudos: 1507 Votes: 1301 Registered: 26-Mar-2004
 | Waitin’, watchin’ the clock, it’s four o’clock, it’s got to stop
Tell him, take no more, she practices her speech
As he opens the door, she rolls over
Pretends to sleep as he looks her over
She lies and says she’s in love with him, can’t find a better man
She dreams in color, she dreams in red, can’t find a better man
Can’t find a better man
Talkin’ to herself, there’s no one else who needs to know
She tells herself,
Memories back when she was bold and strong
And waiting for the world to come along
Swears she knew it, now she swears he’s gone
She lies and says she’s in love with him, can’t find a better man
She dreams in color, she dreams in red, can’t find a better man
She lies and says she still loves him, can’t find a better man
She dreams in color, she dreams in red, can’t find a better man
Can’t find a better man
Yeah
She loved him, yeah...she don’t want to leave this way
She feeds him, yeah...that’s why she’ll be back again
Can’t find a better man
Can’t find a better...man...
Critical Fertilator: The Micromanager of Macronutrients
|
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
trystianity
   Mega Fish Posts: 1028 Kudos: 926 Votes: 49 Registered: 20-Mar-2004
 | Hey...oooh...
Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay
Were laid spread out before me as her body once did
All five horizons revolved around her soul
As the earth to the sun
Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn
Ooh, and all I taught her was everything
Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore
And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds
Of what was everything?
Oh, the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...
I take a walk outside
I'm surrounded by some kids at play
I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear
Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head
I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning
How quick the sun can, drop away
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
Of what was everything?
All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...
All the love gone bad turned my world to black
Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I'll ever be...yeah...
Uh huh...uh huh...ooh...
I know someday you'll have a beautiful life, I know you'll be a star
In somebody else's sky, but why
Why, why can't it be, why can't it be mine
Pearl Jam lyrics always make me cry, I'm such a suck :#(  |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | harry made a bareback rider proud and free upon a horse
and a fine coal miner for the NCB that was
a fallen angel and jesus on the cross
a skatin ballerina you should have seen her do the skater's waltz
some people they got to paint and draw
harry had to work in clay and stone
like the waves coming to the shore
it was in his blood and his bones
he was ignored by all the trendy boys in london and in leeds
he might as well have been making toys or strings of beads
he couldn't be
no
he couldn't be in the gallery
and then you get an artist who says he doesn't want to paint at all
just takes an empty canvas and sticks it on a wall
birds of a feather all the phonies and all the fakes
while the dealers they get together
and they decide who gets the breaks
and who's gonna be
who's gonna be in the gallery
no lies he wouldn't compromise
no junk no bits of string
and all the lies we subsidize
they just don't mean a thing
i got to say he passed away in obscurity
and now all the vultures are coming down from the tree
he's gonna be
he's gonna be in the gallery
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
trystianity
   Mega Fish Posts: 1028 Kudos: 926 Votes: 49 Registered: 20-Mar-2004
 | When he was a kid, he'd be up at five
Take shots till eight, make the thing drive
Out after school, back on ice
That was his life, he was gonna play in the Big League
The Big League
Not many ways out of this cold northern town
You work in the mill and get laid in the ground
If you're gonna jump it will be with the game
Real fast and tough is the only clear lane to the Big League
My boy's gonna play in the Big League
My boy's gonna turn some heads
My boy's gonna play in the Big League
My boy's gonna knock 'em dead
The Big League
All the right moves when he turned eighteen
Scholarship and school on a big U.S. team
Out with his girl near Lake McClean
Hit a truck doing seventy in the wrong lane
To the Big League
My boy's gonna play in the Big League
My boy's gonna turn some heads
My boy's gonna play in the Big League
My boy's gonna knock 'em dead
Never can tell what might come down
Never can tell how much you get
Just don't know, no you never can tell
Sometimes at night I can hear the ice crack
It sounds like thunder and it rips through my back
Sometimes in the morning I still hear the sound
Ice meets metal...
"Can't you drive me down to the Big League?"
My boy's gonna play in the Big League
My boy's gonna turn some heads
My boy's gonna play in the Big League
My boy's gonna knock 'em dead
Never can tell what might come down
Never can tell when you might check out
Just don't know, no you never can tell
So do right to others like you do to yourself
In the Big League
|
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | after 2000 came 2000 and one
to be the new champion we were there for to run
from springtime in arizona to the fall in monterrey
the raceways were a battlefield and we fought em all the way
was phoenix in the morning i had a wake up call
she went around without a warning, put me in the wall
i drove long beach california with three cracked vertebrae
and it was on to indianapolis, indiana in may
well the brickyard's there to crucify anyone who will not learn
i climbed a mountain to qualify went flat through the turns
but i was down in the might-have-beens and an old pal good as died
and i sat down in gasoline alley and i cried
well we were in at the kill again at the milwaukee mile
and in june up in michigan we were robbed at belle isle
then it was on to portland oregon for the g.i. joe
and i'd blown off almost everyone when my motor let go
new england, ontario, we died in the dirt
those walls from mid-ohio to toronto they hurt
so we came to road america where we burned up at the lake
but at the speedway at nazareth i made no mistake
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
trystianity
   Mega Fish Posts: 1028 Kudos: 926 Votes: 49 Registered: 20-Mar-2004
 | Love hurts, love scars, love wounds
And mars, any heart
Not tough or stong enough
To take a lot of pain, take a lot of pain
Love is like a cloud
Holds a lot of rain
Love hurts......ooh,ooh love hurts
I'm young, I know, but even so
I know a thing or two
And I learned from you
I really learned a lot, really learned a lot
Love is like a flame
It burns you when it's hot
Love hurts......ooh,ooh love hurts
Some fools think of happiness
Blissfulness, togetherness
Some fools fool themselves I guess
They're not foolin' me
I know it isn't true, I know it isn't true
Love is just a lie
Made to make you blue
Love hurts......ooh,ooh love hurts
ooh,ooh love hurts |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
trystianity
   Mega Fish Posts: 1028 Kudos: 926 Votes: 49 Registered: 20-Mar-2004
 | Restating the rules because some people have asked them:
n the spirit of the now long lost word association thread, and faster and more entertaining than the movie or song guessing threads....
Your friendly Babelfish brings you Lyric Association 2004
Here's how to join in the fun
1). Associate preaviously given song lyrics with a new one, give name and artist, or make others guess...you're choice
2). Association can be made thru band members, words of the song or just about anything else...just let us know what the link is
3). Keep the song lyrics clean ... we all know how important it is to keep this site open and friendly to all ...
4). And don't join if you're gonna complain about "threads that will not die"
From the Original Thread by Babelfish that started it all... |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
mattyboombatty
         
  
  
 Moderator Tenellus Obsessor Posts: 2790 Kudos: 1507 Votes: 1301 Registered: 26-Mar-2004
 | You love her
But she loves him
And he loves somebody else
Ya just can't win
And so it goes
Till the day you die
This thing they call love
It's gonna make you cry
I've had the blues
The reds and the pinks
One thing's for sure
Love stinks
Love stinks yeah yeah
Love stinks
Love stinks yeah yeah
Two by two and side by side
Love's gonna find you yes it is
Ya just can't hide
You'll hear it call
Your heart will fall
Then love will fly
It's gone that's all
I don't care what any Casanova thinks
All I can say is
Love stinks
Love stinks
Love stinks yeah yeah
Love stinks
Love stinks yeah yeah
I've been through diamonds
I've been through minks
I've been through it all
Love stinks
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Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
djtj
       
 Fish Master Posts: 1764 Kudos: 885 Votes: 49 Registered: 20-Feb-2003
 | " She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah
She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah
She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You think you lost your love,
When I saw her yesterday.
It's you she's thinking of
And she told me what to say.
She says she loves you
And you know that can't be bad.
Yes, she loves you
And you know you should be glad. Ooh!
She said you hurt her so
She almost lost her mind.
She said to let you know
You're not the hurting kind.
She says she loves you
And you know that can't be bad.
Yes, she loves you
And you know you should be glad. Ooh!
She loves you, yeah, yeah
She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah
And with a love like that
You know you should be glad.
And now it's up to you,
I think it's only fair,
Pride can hurt you, too,
Apologize to her
Because she loves you
And you know that can't be bad.
Yes, she loves you
And you know you should be glad. Ooh!
She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah
She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah
And with a love like that
You know you should be glad.
With a love like that
You know you should be glad.
With a love like that,
You know you sho-o-ould
Be Glad!
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah Ye-ah. "
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Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | who knows how long i've loved you
you know i love you still
will i wait a lonely lifetime
if you want me to i will
for if i ever saw you
i didn't catch your name
but it never really mattered
i will always feel the same
love you forever and forever
love you with all my heart
love you whenever we're together
love you when we're apart
and when at last i find you
this song will fill the air
sing it loud so i can hear you
make it easy to be near you
for the things you do endear you to me
oh you know i will
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
devon7
 Big Fish Posts: 475 Kudos: 356 Votes: 4 Registered: 31-Aug-2004
 | early in the morning, rising to the street
light me up that cigarette and i strap shoes on my feet
got to find a reason, a reason things went wrong
got to find the reason why my moneys all gone
i got a dalmation, i can still get high
i can play the guitar like a motherf***ing riot
well life is too short, so love the one you got
cause you might get run over or you might get shot
never start no static i just get it off my chest
never had to battle with no bulletproof vest
take a small example, take a t-t-t-tip from me
take all of your money, give it all to charity!
loves what i got
its within my reach
and the sublimes styles still straight from long beach
it all comes back to you, you'll finally get what you deserve
try and test that, you're bound to get served
loves what i got
dont start a riot
you'll feel it when the dance gets hot
lovin' is what i got, i said remeber that
lovin' is what i got, i said remeber that
lovin' is what i got, i said remeber that
lovin' is what i got, i got, i got, i got...
thats why i dont cry when my dog runs away
i dont get angry at the bills i have to pay
i dont get angry when my mom smokes p**
hits the bottle and goes right to the r***
f***ing and fighting, its all the same
livin with louie dogs the only way to stay sane
let the lovin' let the lovin' come back to me...
lovin' is what i got, i said remeber that
lovin' is what i got, i said remeber that
lovin' is what i got, i said remeber that
lovin' is what i got, i said remeber that
lovin' is what i got, i got, i got, i got, i got |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
trystianity
   Mega Fish Posts: 1028 Kudos: 926 Votes: 49 Registered: 20-Mar-2004
 | I don't practice Santeria
I ain't got no crystal ball
Well I had a million dollars but I, I'd spend it all
If I could find that heina and that sancho that she'd found
Well I'd pop a cap in sancho and I'd slap her down
What I really wanna know (my baby)
What I really wanna say, I can't define
Well it's love that I neeeeeed
My soul will have to wait till I get back
Find a heina of my own
Daddy's gonna love one and all
I feel the break, feel the break, feel the break
And I gotta live it out
Oh yeah un-huh
Well I swear that I, what I really wanna know (my baby)
What I really wanna say, I can't define
Got love! Make it go
My soul will have to...
What I really wanna say (my baby)
What I really wanna say, is I've got mine
And I'll make it
Yes, I'm going up
Tell sanchito that if he knows what is good for him
He best go run and hide
Daddy's got a new .45
And I won't think twice
To stick that barrel straight down sancho's throat
Believe me when I say that I got something for his punk-***
What I really wanna know (my baby)
What I really wanna say, is there's just one way back
And I'll make it
My soul will have to wait |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | they disembarked in 45
and no one spoke and no one smiled
there were too many spaces in the line
and gathered at the cenotaph
all agreed with hand on heart
to sheathe the sacrificial knives
but now
she stands upon southampton dock
with her handkerchief and her summer frock
clings to her wet body in the rain
in quiet desperation
knuckles white upon the slippery rein
she bravely waves the boys goodbye again
and still the dark stain spreads between their shoulder blades
a mute reminder of the poppy fields and graves
when the fight was over
we spent what they had made but
in the bottom of our hearts we felt the final cut
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
trystianity
   Mega Fish Posts: 1028 Kudos: 926 Votes: 49 Registered: 20-Mar-2004
 | You wake up late for school - man you don't wanna go
You ask you mom, "Please?" - but she still says, "No!"
You missed two classes - and no homework
But your teacher preaches class like you're some kind of jerk
You gotta fight for your right to party!
You pop caught you smoking - and he said, "No way!"
That hypocrite - smokes two packs a day
Man, living at home is such a drag
Now your mom threw away your best ***** mag (Bust it!)
You gotta fight for your right to party!
Don't step out of this house if that's the clothes you're gonna wear
I'll kick you out of my home is you don't cut that hair
Your mom busted in and said, "What's that noise?"
Aw, mom you're just jealous - it's the Beastie Boys!
You gotta fight for your right to party!
You gotta fight for your right to party! |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | hey man, whattya think the teacher's gonna look like this year?
WHOA!!!
t-t-teacher stop that screaming
teacher don't you see
don't wanna be no uptown fool
maybe i should go to hell
but i must be doing well
teacher needs to see me after school
i think of all the education that i missed
but then my homework was never quite like this
got it bad
got it bad
got it bad
i'm hot for teacher
i got it bad so bad
i'm hot for teacher
hey, i heard you missed us we're back!
i brought my pencil
gimme something to write on man!
i heard about your lessons
but lessons are so cold
i've heard about this school
little girl from cherry lane
how could you be so bold
how did you know that golden rule?
i think of all the education that i missed
but then my homework was never quite like this
i got it bad
got it bad
got it bad
i'm hot for teacher
got it bad so bad
i'm hot for teacher
oh man, i think the clock is slow
i don't feel tardy
CLASS DISMISSED
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
trystianity
   Mega Fish Posts: 1028 Kudos: 926 Votes: 49 Registered: 20-Mar-2004
 | I get up, and nothing gets me down.
You got it tough. I've seen the toughest around.
And I know, baby, just how you feel.
You've got to roll with the punches to get to what's real
Oh can't you see me standing here,
I've got my back against the record machine
I ain't the worst that you've seen.
Oh can't you see what I mean ?
Might as well jump. Jump !
Might as well jump.
Go ahead, jump. Jump !
Go ahead, jump.
Aaa-ohh Hey you ! How said that ?
Baby how you been ?
You say you don't know, you won't know
until we begin.
Well can't you see me standing here,
I've got my back against the record machine
I ain't the worst that you've seen.
Oh can't you see what I mean ?
Might as well jump. Jump !
Go ahead, jump.
Might as well jump. Jump !
Go ahead, jump.
(guitar solo)
(keyboard solo)
Might as well jump. Jump !
Go ahead, jump.
Get it and jump. Jump !
Go ahead, jump |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | i live my life like there's no tomorrow
all i got i had to steal
least i don't need to beg or borrow
yes i'm living at a pace that kills
running with the devil
running with the devil
i found the simple life ain't so simple
when i jumped out on that road
i got no love, no love you'd call real
got nobody waiting at home
running with the devil
running with the devil
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
trystianity
   Mega Fish Posts: 1028 Kudos: 926 Votes: 49 Registered: 20-Mar-2004
 | Just a gigolo
everywhere I go
people know the part
I'm playing
Paid for every dance
selling each romance
every night some heart
betraying
There will come a day
youth will pass away
then what will they say
about me
When the end comes I know
they'll say just a gigolo
as life goes on
without me
'Cause I aint got nobody
nobody nobody cares for me
I'm so sad and lonely
sad and lonely sad and lonely
Won't some sweet mama
come and take a chance with me
cause I aint so bad
Get along with me babe,
been singin love songs
All of the time
Even only be, honey only, only be
Bop bozadee bozadee bop zitty bop
I ain't got nobody 'cept love songs in love
Hummala bebhuhla zeebuhla boobuhla
hummala bebhuhla zeebuhla bop
I ain't got nobody, nobody,
nobody cares for me
Nobody , nobody
I'm so sad and lonely,
sad and lonely,
sad and lonely,
Won't some sweet mama come
and take a chance with me
cause I aint so bad
Get along with me babe,
been singin love songs
All of the time
Even only be, honey only, only be |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
devon7
 Big Fish Posts: 475 Kudos: 356 Votes: 4 Registered: 31-Aug-2004
 | What would I do
Lonely as you
Pleasure or pain
I can't choose
What would I do
Lonely as you
Pleasure or pain
I can't choose
Wake up
You're dreaming
I can't stand your screaming
Drowning out these prayers
Just some words without meaning
Spare all the breaching
My secrets worth keeping
No one understands like I do
Keep out of reach
I'm your leading deletion
Hide behind these masks
Though they still see right through them
Every now and then
You're down and out my friend
Down and out again (x3)
But I'm down with you
One more time for the last time
One more time for release
One more time for the last time
Everyone wants to believe
Blame it on you,
thought these years I've been losing
Blame it on the past,
it's the last place I know you
Blame all the children,
they're raging and ruined
Blame it on the black and the blue
Every now and then
You're down and out my friend
Down and out again (x3)
But I'm down with you
One more time for the last time
One more time for release
One more time for the last time
Everyone wants to believe |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
trystianity
   Mega Fish Posts: 1028 Kudos: 926 Votes: 49 Registered: 20-Mar-2004
 | Yahoo! This is your celebration
Yahoo! This is your celebration
Celebrate good times, come on! (Let's celebrate)
Celebrate good times, come on! (Let's celebrate)
There's a party goin' on right here
A celebration to last throughout the years
So bring your good times, and your laughter too
We gonna celebrate your party with you
Come on now
Celebration
Let's all celebrate and have a good time
Celebration
We gonna celebrate and have a good time
It's time to come together
It's up to you, what's your pleasure
Everyone around the world
Come on!
Yahoo! It's a celebration
Yahoo!
Celebrate good times, come on!
It's a celebration
Celebrate good times, come on!
Let's celebrate
We're gonna have a good time tonight
Let's celebrate, it's all right
We're gonna have a good time tonight
Let's celebrate, it's all right
Baby...
We're gonna have a good time tonight (Ce-le-bra-tion)
Let's celebrate, it's all right
We're gonna have a good time tonight (Ce-le-bra-tion)
Let's celebrate, it's all right
Yahoo!
Yahoo!
Celebrate good times, come on! (Let's celebrate)
Celebrate good times, come on!
It's a celebration!
Celebrate good times, come on! (Let's celebrate)
Come on and celebrate, good times, tonight (Celebrate good times, come on!)
'Cause everything's gonna be all right
Let's celebrate (Celebrate good times, come on)
(Let's celebrate)
 |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
djtj
       
 Fish Master Posts: 1764 Kudos: 885 Votes: 49 Registered: 20-Feb-2003
 | One more time
One more time
One more time, we’re gonna celebrate
Oh yeah, alright, don’t stop dancing
Oh yeah, alright, don’t stop dancing
Oh yeah, alright, don’t stop dancing
One more time, we’re gonna celebrate, oh yeah
One more time
One more time, we’re gonna celebrate
Oh yeah, alright, don’t stop dancing
One more time, we’re gonna celebrate
Oh yeah, don’t stop dancing
One more time
Mmm, you know I'm just feeling
Celebration tonight
Celebrate, don't wait too late
Mmm, you know, know
We don't stop
You can stop
We gonna celebrate
One more time
One more time
One more time
Music's got me feeling a need
Need, yeah
Come on, alright, we gonna celebrate
One more time
Celebrate and dance so free
Music's got me feeling so free
(We’re gonna celebrate)
Celebrate and dance so free
Need, yeah yeah
C’mon, alright
We’re gonna celebrate
One more time
Celebrate and dance for free
Music’s got a feeling so free
Celebrate and dance for free
One more time
Music’s got a feeling so free
(We’re gonna celebrate)
Celebrate and dance for free
One more time
Music’s got a feeling so free
(We’re gonna celebrate)
Celebrate and dance for free
One more time
Music’s got a feeling so free
(We’re gonna celebrate)
Celebrate and dance for free
One more time
Music’s got a feeling so free
(We’re gonna celebrate)
Celebrate and dance for free
and for the record, I don't usually listen to techno
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Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | we sell crack to our own out the back of our homes
we smell the musk and the dusk and the crack of the dawn
we go through episodes too like attack of the clones
work till we break our backs and you hear the crack of the bone
to get by
just to get by
just to get by
just to get by
we commute to computers our spirits stay mute
while your eagles spread rumors
we survivalists turned to consumers
just to get by
just to get by
just to get by
just to get by
ask him why some people gotta live in a trailer
cuss like a sailor
i paint a picture with the pen like norman mailer
me and willa raised three daughters all by herself
i think about her struggle and i find the strength in myself
to get by
just to get by
just to get by
just to get by
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
mattyboombatty
         
  
  
 Moderator Tenellus Obsessor Posts: 2790 Kudos: 1507 Votes: 1301 Registered: 26-Mar-2004
 | Wake up and shake myself out of bed again.
Shaking the day down in my head again.
It's up and out, rise and shine, on the double.
No time to slack, attack, and tackle the trouble.
Shake myself out of bed again.
No time to stop and assess, can't let it grind to a halt.
Can't stop and look at the mess and then find out it's my fault.
I can't stop for a single minute.
I know hell, well, I'm living in it.
No time to stop at all, I've got to jump through the hoops.
My job, well it's a nine to five nightmare.
I'm serving whiskey, stale wit and beer.
Come on in, how've you been? Have I met you?
What'll it be now, what can I get you?
My job, well it's a nightmare.
And every day from nine to five I'm there.
No time to stop and assess, can't let it grind to a halt.
Can't stop and look at the mess and then find out it's my fault.
I can't stop for a single minute.
I know hell, well, I'm living in it.
No time to stop at all, I've got to jump through the hoops.
Roll over, sit up and beg.
Well, I'd much rather lie down and play dead.
Here comes another hoop.
Holidays have got to be the worst.
I've seen so many I've got it well rehearsed.
Joy to the world, hark the hey, let me hear it.
Deck the halls, trim the tree, that's the spirit.
Holidays are not for me, chop down the tree.
They've got to be the worst.
I'm old and set in my ways, no stopping now, it's a shame.
But in my much younger days I'd stop and I'd take the blame.
I'm alright if I don't know and can't see.
I'll live in hell til the day that they plant me.
No time to stop at all, I've got to jump through the hoops.
Roll over, sit up and beg.
Well I'd much rather...lie down and play dead.
All over, so long my friend.
So long, all over, the end.
Critical Fertilator: The Micromanager of Macronutrients
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Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | when i first jumped off i had a bucket full of thoughts
when i jumped off i had that bucket in my hand
ideas have taken me all around the world
i stood and watched the smoke around the mountain curl
it took me a long time to get back on the train
now i'm gone and i've never looked back again
i'm gone and i'll never look back at all
you know i'll never look back again
i turned my face into the howling wind
it took me a long time to get back on the train
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
devon7
 Big Fish Posts: 475 Kudos: 356 Votes: 4 Registered: 31-Aug-2004
 | hehe... this is my themesong
Loaded like a freight train
Flyin' like an aeroplane
Feelin' like a space brain
One more time tonight
Well I'm a west coast struttin'
One bad mother
Got a rattlesnake suitcase
Under my arm
Said I'm a mean machine
Been drinkin' gasoline
And honey you can make my motor hum
I got one chance left
In a nine live cat
I got a dog eat dog sly smile
I got a Molotov cocktail
With a match to go
I smoke my cigarette with style
An I can tell you honey
You can make my money tonight
Wake up late
Honey put on your clothes
Take your credit card
to the liquor store
That's one for you and
two for me by tonight
I'll be loaded like a freight train
Flyin' like an aeroplane
Feelin' like a space brain
One more time tonight
I'm on the nightrain
Bottoms up
I'm on the nightrain
Fill my cup
I'm on the nightrain
Ready to crash and burn
I never learn
I'm on the nightrain
I love that stuff
I'm on the nightrain
I can never get enough
I'm on the nightrain
Never to return-no
Loaded like a freight train
Flyin' like an aeroplane
Speedin' like a space brain
One more time tonight
I'm on the nightrain
And I'm lookin' for some
I'm on the nightrain
So's I can leave this slum
I'm on the nightrain
And I'm ready to crash and burn
Nightrain
Bottoms up
I'm on the nightrain
Fill my cup
I'm on the nightrain
Whoa yeah
I'm on the nightrain
Love that stuff
I'm on the nightrain
An I can never get enough
Ridin' the nightrain
I guess I
I guess, I guess, I guess
I never learn
On the nightrain
Float me home
Ooh I'm on the nightrain
Ridin' the nightrain
Never to return
Nightrain |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | It's getting late have you seen my mates
Ma tell me when the boys get here
It's seven o'clock and I want to rock
Want to get a belly full of beer
My old man's drunker than a barrel full of monkeys
And my old lady she don't care
My sister looks cute in her braces and boots
A handful of grease in her hair
Don't give us none of your aggravation
We had it with your discipline
Saturday night's alright for fighting
Get a little action in
Get about as oiled as a diesel train
Gonna set this dance alight
`Cause Saturday night's the night I like
Saturday night's alright alright alright
Well they're packed pretty tight in here tonight
I'm looking for a dolly who'll see me right
I may use a little muscle to get what I need
I may sink a little drink and shout out "She's with me!"
A couple of the sound that I really like
Are the sounds of a switchblade and a motorbike
I'm a juvenile product of the working class
Whose best friend floats in the bottom of a glass
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
trystianity
   Mega Fish Posts: 1028 Kudos: 926 Votes: 49 Registered: 20-Mar-2004
 | I don't care if monday's blue
Tuesday's grey and wednesday too
Thursday i don't care about you
It's friday i'm in love
Monday you can fall apart
Tuesday wednesday break my heart
Thursday doesn't even start
It's friday i'm in love
Saturday wait
And sunday always comes too late
But friday never hesitate...
I don't care if monday's black
Tuesday wednesday heart attack
Thursday never looking back
It's friday i'm in love
Monday you can hold your head
Tuesday wednesday stay in bed
Or thursday watch the walls instead
It's friday i'm in love
Saturday wait
And sunday always comes too late
But friday never hesitate...
Dressed up to the eyes
It's a wonderful surprise
To see your shoes and your spirits rise
Throwing out your frown
And just smiling at the sound
And as sleek as a shriek
Spinning round and round
Always take a big bite
It's such a gorgeous sight
To see you eat in the middle of the night
You can never get enough
Enough of this stuff
It's friday
I'm in love |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | talking to myself and feeling old
sometimes i'd like to quit
nothing ever seems to fit
hanging around nothing to do but frown
rainy days and mondays always get me down
what i've got they used to call the blues
nothing is really wrong
feeling like i don't belong
walking around some kind of lonely clown
rainy days and mondays always get me down
funny but it seems i always wind up here with you
it's nice to know somebody loves me
funny but it seems that it's the only thing to do
to run and find the one who loves me
what i feel has come and gone before
no need to talk it out
we know what it's all about
hanging around nothing to do but frown
rainy days and mondays always get me down
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
mattyboombatty
         
  
  
 Moderator Tenellus Obsessor Posts: 2790 Kudos: 1507 Votes: 1301 Registered: 26-Mar-2004
 | Six o'clock already I was just in the middle of a dream
I was kissin' Valentino by a crystal blue Italian stream
But I can't be late 'cause then I guess I just won't get paid
These are the days when you wish your bed was already made.
It's just another manic Monday
I wish it was Sunday
'Cause that's my Funday
My I don't have to runday
It's just another manic Monday.
Have to catch an early train, got to be to work by nine
And if I had an air-o-plane, I still couldn't make it on time
'Cause it takes me so long just to figure out what I'm gonna wear
Blame it on the train but the boss is already there.
It's just another manic Monday
I wish it was Sunday
'Cause that's my Funday
My I don't have to runday
It's just another manic Monday.
All of my nights why did my lover have to pick last night to get down (last night, last night)
Doesn't it matter that I have to feed the both of us, employment's down
He tells me in his bedroom voice:
"C'mon honey, let's go make some noise"
Time, it goes so fast (when you're having fun).
It's just another manic Monday
I wish it was Sunday
'Cause that's my Funday
My I don't have to runday
It's just another manic Monday
I wish it was Sunday
'Cause that's my funday
It's just another manic Monday.
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Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
trystianity
   Mega Fish Posts: 1028 Kudos: 926 Votes: 49 Registered: 20-Mar-2004
 | *beats dead horse*
All the old paintings on the tombs
They do the sand dance don't you know
If they move too quick (oh whey oh)
They're falling down like a domino
All the bazaar men by the Nile
They got the money on a bet
Gold crocodiles (oh whey oh)
They snap their teeth on your cigarette
Foreign types with the hookah pipes say
Ay oh whey oh, ay oh whey oh
Walk like an Egyptian
Blonde waitresses take their trays
They spin around and they cross the floor
They've got the moves (oh whey oh)
You drop your drink then they bring you more
All the school kids so sick of books
They like the punk and the metal band
When the buzzer rings (oh whey oh)
They're walking like an Egyptian
All the kids in the marketplace say
Ay oh whey oh, ay oh whey oh
Walk like an Egyptian
Slide your feet up the street bend your back
Shift your arm then you pull it back
Life is hard you know (oh whey oh)
So strike a pose on a Cadillac
If you want to find all the cops
They're hanging out in the donut shop
They sing and dance (oh whey oh)
Spin the clubs cruise down the block
All the Japanese with their yen
The party boys call the Kremlin
And the Chinese know (oh whey oh)
They walk the line like Egyptian
All the cops in the donut shop say
Ay oh whey oh, ay oh whey oh
Walk like an Egyptian
Walk like an Egyptian |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
Dakafall
       
  Banned Posts: 218 Kudos: 224 Votes: 7 Registered: 14-Nov-2004
 | When I wake up yeah I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who wakes up next to you
When I go out yeah I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who goes along with you
If I get drunk yes I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who gets drunk next to you
And if I haver yeah I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who's havering to you
But I would walk 500 miles
And I would walk 500 more
Just to be the man who walked 1000 miles
To fall down at your door
When I'm working yes I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who's working hard for you
And when the money comes in for the work I'll do
I'll pass almost every penny on to you
When I come home yeah I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who comes back home to you
And if I grow old well I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who's growing old with you
But I would walk 500 miles
And I would walk 500 more
Just to be the man who walked 1000 miles
To fall down at your door
When I'm lonely yes I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man whose lonely without you
When I'm dreaming yes I know I'm gonna dream
Dream about the time when I'm with you.
But I would walk 500 miles
And I would walk 500 more
Just to be the man who walked 1000 miles
To fall down at your door
Daka<<<<  |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | oh the ancient egyptians and the other africans
the mayans and incans and all the polynesians
well all around the world a long long time ago
people would walk where ever they had to go
they didn't have no car keys, they didn't have no roads
they didn't have those other convenience stores or texaco's
well all around the world a long long time ago
people would walk where ever they had to go
now it's the 1990's and the gasoline does flow
but i still try and walk most of the places i have to go
but sometimes my friends they say
"hey frank, there's a bus or a cab over there
why don't we go ahead and get in it?"
but i say no no no and wouldn't you know
you get to know things better when they go by slow
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | i was dreaming when i wrote this forgive me if it goes astray
but when i woke up this morning coulda sworn it was judgement day
the sky was all purple there were people running everywhere
tryin to run from the destruction you know i didn't even care
they say 2000 zero zero
party's over
oops outta time
yeah so tonight i'm gonna party like it's 1999
i was dreaming when i wrote this so sue me if i go too fast
but life is just a party and parties were meant to last
war is all around us, my body says prepare to fight
so if i'm gonna die i'm gonna listen to my body tonight
they say 2000 zero zero
party's over
oops outta time
so tonight i'm gonna party like it's 1999
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
trystianity
   Mega Fish Posts: 1028 Kudos: 926 Votes: 49 Registered: 20-Mar-2004
 | My reflection, dirty mirror
There's no connection to myself
I'm your lover, I'm your zero
I'm in the face of your dreams of glass
So save your prayers
For when we're really gonna need'em
Throw out your cares and fly
Wanna go for a ride?
She's the one for me
She's all I really need
Cause she's the one for me
Emptiness is loneliness, and loneliness is cleanliness
And cleanliness is godliness, and god is empty just like me
Intoxicated with the madness, I'm in love with my sadness
Bull fakers, enchanted kingdoms
The fasion victims chew their charcoal teeth
I never let on, that I was on a sinking ship
I never let on that I was down
You blame yourself, for what you can't ignore
You blame yourself for wanting more
She's the one for me
She's all I really need
She's the one for me
She's my one and only |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | ed was at the end of his rope, an expression he detested. "there is no rope" he would scream at the laughing walls "there is only the end. no hope, no rope. doors of perception, windows of opportunity -- these are illusions like the killing floor"
ed spoke in a squeaky whiny voice with perhaps a slight tinge of glee, but this was only because he couldn't be bothered to come up with a manner of speaking that truly reflected his mood. there is no air in this room, despair is no fun anymore. nihilism knocked three times on the ceiling, but the rosy fingers of dawn inserted themselves in the noses of unfulfilled promises. angels sang heysanna hosanna, paralyzed prima donnas danced in the streets all day, but when darkness came everybody went home. i was ready, everyone else was asleep. and while it may have been a relief to see that i was right all along, here i am still -- alone, entrapped, awaiting the endless end
and i can turn it all around and laugh at it. i can laugh louder than the walls, the halls, the waterfalls, louder than charles de gaulle or fulton mall, but i don't know what i'm laughing at. i don't know just what i think is so goddam funny. i don't know why i don't just shut up and give up and lay down and die. what do i have to complain about anyway? ed asked his picasso. i'm a millionaire!
this wasn't exactly true. ed's picasso was an obvious forgery -- his three rothko's had just been singled out in an article in Art Forum magazine as "The Three Most Insignificant Paintings by Mark Rothko" and his barbara krueger's had been irreperably damaged by rein sanction and a few other bands from gainesville who refused to acknowledge the value of art.
come to think of it, ed mused to the laminated roadkill coffee table that he had purchased when times had seemed slightly less bleak. come to think of it, not only does art have no *intrinsic* value, but my collection has no *extrinsic* value either. i know i'm not a millionaire, but that's no reason to complain. there is no reason to complain. there is no reason to do anything. i don't believe in reason, objective reality or collective farming. i don't believe in public speaking, which is another reason why i'm here, alone. i don't believe in life, or death. i would kill myself, but i don't believe in suicide. ed put on a red shirt and took a quick walk around the block. whistling softly to himself, he re-entered his apartment screaming:
"THERE IS NO LIFE ON THIS PLANET!! JEHOVA-ONE REPLACED ALL LIFE WITH MACHINERY FIVE CENTURIES AGO!! THE SO-CALLED INDUSTRIAL REVOLUTION WAS JUST ANOTHER HOAX AND WE ALL FELL FOR IT!! EVEN I FELL FOR IT!! I BELIEVE IN THE STEAM ENGINE EVEN THOUGH I DON'T BELIEVE IN ANYTHING!! logical inconsistency is the mr. bubble i bathe in each and every evening, except for yesterday evening when i rode a greyhound over to the masonic temple to play pinochle with pope john paul the first, i really had no choice in the matter"
ed certainly could go on and on, and he did and he would and he could until you or i or somebody does something about it, senator sterno of louisiana ounced over closed circuit television. and as long as he continues to pontificate pointelessly, i will do nothing
ed walked away from the program feeling fortified and stable. his brain was buzzing the way it always did just after jeopardy. he loaded up the microbus with atlases and poseidons and headed for fulton county. i've had it, he sang. i've had it with puns, alliteration, russian literature, italian neo-realism, meaningless cross-references and laundry lists of nonsense. i shall drive without clothing, without a license and if i make it to arkansas, fine, if i'm running late, if i'm running a numbers game it doesn't matter i shall keep on running. yes this is the answer, this is the ending, i shall keep on running, because it's better to feel. pain is better than emptiness, emptiness is better than nothing, and nothing is better than this.
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
Dakafall
       
  Banned Posts: 218 Kudos: 224 Votes: 7 Registered: 14-Nov-2004
 | No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
And no one knows
What it's like to be hated
To be fated to telling only lies
[Chorus
But my dreams they aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
No one knows what its like
To feel these feelings
Like i do, and i blame you!
No one bites back as hard
On their anger
None of my pain and woe
Can show through
[Chorus]
Discover l.i.m.p. say it [x4]
No one knows what its like
To be mistreated, to be defeated
Behind blue eyes
No one knows how to say
That they're sorry and don't worry
I'm not telling lies
[Chorus]
No one knows what its like
To be the bad man, to be the sad man
Behind blue eyes.
Daka<<<<  |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
jase101
       
 Big Fish Posts: 345 Kudos: 273 Votes: 1 Registered: 06-Jul-2004
 | and when i asked for a seperate room,
it was late at night, and we'd been driving since noon.
but if i'd known how that would sound to you,
i would have stayed in your bed
for the rest of my life,
just to prove i was right,
that it's harder to be friends than lovers,
and you shouldn't try to mix the two,
cos if u do it and you're still unhappy,
then you know that the problem is you.
and it's true that i stole your lighter,
and it's also true that i lost the map.
but when you said that i wasn't worth talking to,
i had to take your word on that.
but if you'd known how that would sound to me,
you would have taken it back,
and boxed it up and buried it in the ground
boxed it up and buried it in the ground
boxed it up and buried it in the ground
burned it up and thrown it away
liz phair, exile in guyville |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | lyrics from the original song:
when my fist clenches crack it open
before i use it and lose my cool
and if i smile give me some bad news
before i laugh and act like a fool
and if i swallow anything evil
put your finger down my throat
and if i shiver please give me a blanket
keep me warm let me wear your coat
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
trystianity
   Mega Fish Posts: 1028 Kudos: 926 Votes: 49 Registered: 20-Mar-2004
 | Cast the pearls aside, of a simple life of need
Come into my life forever
The crumbled cities stand as known
Of the sights you have been shown
Of the hurt you call your own
Love is suicide
The empty bodies stand at rest
Casualties of their own flesh
Afflicted by their dispossession
But no bodies ever knew
Nobodys
No bodies felt like you
Nobodys
Love is suicide
Now we drive the night, to the ironies of peace
You can't help deny forever
The tragedies reside in you
The secret sights hide in you
The lonely nights divide you in two
All my blisters now revealed
In the darkness of my dreams
In the spaces in between us
But no bodies ever knew
Nobodys
No bodies felt like you
Nobodys
Love is suicide |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
moondog
         
  
   Moderator The Hobnob-lin Posts: 2676 Kudos: 1038 Votes: 4366 Registered: 30-Sep-2002
 | Love sees love’s happiness
But happiness can’t see that love is sad
That love is sad
Sadness is hanging there
To show love somewhere something needs a change
They need a change
They’ll need a crane, they’ll need a crane
To take the house he built for her apart
To make it break it’s gonna take a metal ball hung from a chain
They’ll need a crane, they’ll need a crane
To pick the broken ruins up again
To mend her heart, to help him start to see a world apart from pain
Lad’s gal is all he has
Gal’s gladness hangs upon the love of lad
The love of lad
Some things gal says to lad aren’t meant as bad
But cause a little pain
They cause him pain
They’ll need a crane, they’ll need a crane
To take the house he built for her apart
To make it break it’s gonna take a metal ball hung from a chain
They’ll need a crane, they’ll need a crane
To pick the broken ruins up again
To mend her heart, to help him start to see a world apart from pain
Don’t call me at work again no no the boss still hates me
I’m just tired and I don’t love you anymore
And there’s a restaurant we should check out where
The other nightmare people like to go
I mean nice people, baby wait,
I didn’t mean to say nightmare
Lad looks at other gals
Gal thinks jim beam is handsomer than lad
He isn’t bad
Call off the wedding band
Nobody wants to hear that one again
Play that again
They’ll need a crane, they’ll need a crane
To take the house he built for her apart
To make it break it’s gonna take a metal ball hung from a chain
They’ll need a crane, they’ll need a crane
To pick the broken ruins up again
To mend her heart, to help him start to see a world apart from pain
They’ll need a crane, they’ll need a crane
They’ll need a crane, they’ll need a crane
They’ll need a crane, they’ll need a crane
They’ll need a crane, they’ll need a crane
They’ll need a crane
"That's the trouble with political jokes in this country... they get elected!" -- Dave Lippman |
Posted 26-Jan-2006 11:33 | |
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