The new lyrics thread (as someone ate the other one)

[NeoNite]

Some lyrics.

Kanye West Ft: Syleena Johnson - All Falls Down


[Chorus - X 4]
Oh when it all, it all falls down
I'm telling you ohh, it all falls down

[Verse 1]
Man I promise, she's so self conscious
She has no idea what she's doing in college
That major that she majored in don't make no money
But she won't drop out, her parents will look at her funny
Now, tell me that ain't insecurrre
The concept of school seems so securrre
Sophmore three yearrrs aint picked a careerrr
She like **** it, I'll just stay down herre and do hair
Cause that's enough money to buy her a few pairs of new Airs
Cause her baby daddy don't really care
She's so precious with the peer pressure
Couldn't afford a car so she named her daughter Alexus (a Lexus)
She had hair so long that it looked like weave
Then she cut it all off now she look like Eve
And she be dealing with some issues that you can't believe
Single black female addicted to retail and well

[Chorus - X 2]

[Verse 2]
Man I promise, I'm so self conscious
That's why you always see me with at least one of my watches
Rollies and Pasha's done drove me crazy
I can't even pronounce nothing, pass that versace!
Then I spent 400 bucks on this
Just to be like nigga you ain't up on this!
And I can't even go to the grocery store
Without some ones thats clean and a shirt with a team
It seems we living the american dream
But the people highest up got the lowest self esteem
The prettiest people do the ugliest things
For the road to riches and diamond rings
We shine because they hate us, floss cause they degrade us
We trying to buy back our 40 acres
And for that paper, look how low we a'stoop
Even if you in a Benz, you still a nigga in a coop/coupe

[Chorus - X 2]

[Verse 3]
I say **** the police, thats how I treat em
We buy our way out of jail, but we can't buy freedom
We'll buy a lot of clothes when we don't really need em
Things we buy to cover up what's inside
Cause they make us hate ourself and love they wealth
That's why shortys hollering "where the ballas' at?"
Drug dealer buy Jordans, crackhead buy crack
And a white man get paid off of all of that
But I ain't even gon act holier than thou
Cause **** it, I went to Jacob with 25 thou
Before I had a house and I'd do it again
Cause I wanna be on 106 and Park pushing a Benz
I wanna act ballerific like it's all terrific
I got a couple past due bills, I won't get specific
I got a problem with spending before I get it
We all self conscious I'm just the first to admit it

[Chorus - till fade]

****

BEASTIE BOYS LYRICS

Fight For Your Right"

Kick it!

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 pops 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 porno mag Bust it!

[repeat chorus]

Don't step out of this house if that's the clothes you're gonna wear
I'll kick you out of my home if 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!

[repeat chorus]

------

"So What'cha Want"

Just Plug Me In Just Like I Was Eddie Harris
You're Eating Crazy Cheese Like You'd Think I'm From Paris
You Know I Get Fly You Think I Get High
You Know That I'm Gone And I'm A Tell You All Why
So Tell Me Who Are You Dissing Maybe I'm Missing
The Reason That You're Smiling or Wilding
So Listen In My Head I Just Want To Take 'em Down
Imagination Set Loose And I'm Gonna Shake 'em Down
Let It Flow Like A Mud Slide
When I Get On I Like To Ride And Glide
I've Got Depth Of Perception In My Text Y'all
I Get Props At My Mention 'Cause I Vex Y'All
So What'cha Want
I get So Funny With The Money That You Flaunt
I said Where'd You Get Your Information From Huh?
You Think That You Can Front When Revelation Comes

Yeh, You Can't Front On That

Well They Call Me Mike D The Ever Loving Man
I'm Like Spoonie Gee Well I'm The Metropolitician
You Scream And You Holler About My Chevy Impala
But The Sweat Is Getting Wet Around The Ring Around Your Collar
But Like A Dream I'm Flowing Without No Stopping
Sweeter Than A Cherry Pie With Ready Whip Topping
Goin' From Mic To Mic Kickin' It Wall To Wall
Well I'll Be Calling Out You People Like A Casting Call
Well It's Wack When You're Jacked In The Back Of A Ride
With Your Know With Your Flow When You're Out Getting By
Believe Me What You See Is What You Get
And You See Me I'm Coming Off As You Can Bet
Well I Think I'm Losing My Mind This Time
This Time I'm Losing My Mind
That's Right, Said I Think I'm Losing My Mind This Time
This Time I'm Losing My Mind

Yeh, You Can't Front On That

But Little Do You Know About Something That I Talk About
I'm Tired Of Driving It's Due Time That I Walk About
But In The Meantime, I'm Wise To The Demise
I've Got Eyes In The Back Of My Head So I Realize
Well I'm Dr. Spock I'm Here To Rock Y'All
I Want You Off The Wall If You're Playing The Wall
I said What'cha Want
Y'All Suckers Write Me Checks And Then They Bounce
So I Reach Into My Pocket For The Fresh Amount
See I'm The Long Leaner Vincent The Cleaner
I'm The Illest Mother****er From Here To Gardena
I'm As Cool As A Cucumber In A Bowl Of Hot Sauce
You've Got The Rhyme And Reason But No Cause
Well If You're Hot To Trot You Think You're Slicker Than Grease
I've Got News For You Crews You'll Be Sucking Like A Leach

You Can't Front On That
So What'cha Want

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"Sure Shot"

You Can't, You Won't And You Don't Stop
Mike D Come On And Rock The Sure Shot

I've Got The Brand New Doo-Doo Guaranteed Like Yoo Hoo
I'm On Like Dr John, Yea Mr Zu Zu
I'm A Newlywed, Not A Divorcee
And Everything I Do Is Funky Like Lee Dorsey
Well, It's The Taking Fo Pelham, One, Two, Three
If You Want A Doodoo Rhyme Then Come See Me
I've Got The Savior Faire With The Unique Rhyme And
I Keep It On And On, It's Never Quitting Time And
Strictly Hand Held Is The Style I Go
Never Rock The Mic With The Panty Hose
I Strap On My Ear Goggles And I'm Ready To Go
'Couse At The Boards Is The Man They Call The Mario
Pull Up At The Function And You Know I Kojak
To All The Party People That Are On My Bozak
I've Got More Action Than My Man John Woo
And I've Got Mad Hits Like I Was Rod Carew

You Can't, You Won't And You Don't Stop
Ad Rock Come And Rock The Sure Shot

Hurricane Will Cross Fade On Your Ass And Bust Your Ear Drums
Listen Everybody 'Couse I'm Shifting Gears I'm
Fresh Like Dougie When I Set My Specs And
On The Microphone I Come Correct
Timing Like A Clock When I'Rock The Hip Hop
Top Notch Is My Stock On The Soap Box
I've Got More Rhymes Than I'v Got Grey Hairs
And That's Alot Because I've Got My Share
I've Got A Hole In My Head And There's No One To Fix It
Got To Straighten My Thoughts, I'm Thinking Too Much Sick ****
Everyone Just Takes and Takes, Takes, Takes, Takes
I've Got To Step Back, I've Got To Contemplate
I'm Like Lee Perry, I'm Very
On Rock The Microphone And Then I'm Gone
I'm Like Vaughn bode, I'm a Cheech Wizard
Never Quitting, So Won't You Listen

Oh Yes Indeed, It's Fun Time
'Cause You Can't, You Won't And You Don't Stop
MCA Come And Rock The Sure Shot

I Want To Say a Little Something That's Long Overdue
The Disrespect To Women Has Got To Be Through
To All The Mothers And Sisters And the Wives And Friends
I Want To Offer My Love And Respect To The End
Well You Say I'm Twenty Something And Should Be Slacking
But I'm Working Harder Than Ever And You Could Call It Macking
So I'm Supposed To Sit Upon My Couch Watching My T.V.
I'm Still Iistening To Wax, I'm Not Using The CD
I'm That Kid In The Corner
All ****ed Up And I Wanna So I'm Gonna
Take A Piece Of The Pie, Why Not, I'm Not Quitting
Think I'm Gonna Change Up My Style Just To Fit In
I Keep My Underwear Up With A Piece Of Elastic
I Use A Bull**** Mic That's Made Out Of Plastic
To Send My Rhymes Out To All Nations
Like Ma Bell, I've Got The Ill Communications

[Chorus]


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[NeoNite]

Cookie
Blimp Bizkit


I came into the world as a defeeeect
Look into these eyes
Then you'll see the size of the flames
That are pullin on my past
Burnin on my brainzors
Everyone that burns has to learn from the painzors
Hey, I think about the dayzors
My girlie went ran with my payzors
When fellas came to playzors
Now she's stuck with my homies that she ****ed
And I'm just a sucker with a dump in my throat

Like a chump, hey

Should I be feelin' bad?
Should I be feelin' good?
It's kinda sad I'm the laughing stock of the neighborhood
And you would think that I'd be movin' on
But I'm a sucker like i said
****ed up in the head, hell yeah!
And maybe she just made a mistake
And I should give her a break
But my heart will detonate either way
Hey, what the hell, what you want me to say?
I won't lie, that I can't reply

I did all for the cookie, c'mon
The cookie, c'mon
So you can take that wookie
and stick it up your..yeah!
Stick it up your..yeah!
Stick it up your

WOOKIE!

Why did it take so long?
Why, did I wait so long, huh?
To figure it out, but I did it
And I'm the only one
Underneath the sun who didn't get it
I can't believe that I could be YEAH
By my so-called grrrrrrl, but in reality
She had a hidden diarreezors
She put in my tender, heart in a blender
And I still surrender


Like a wimp, hey

I did it all for the cookie, c'mon
The cookie, c'mon
So you can take that wookie
And stick it up your.. yeah!
Stick it up your..yeah
Stick it up your..yeah
Stick it up your

COOKIE!

I'm only human
It's so easy for your friends to give you their advice
They'll tell you, just let it go
It's easier said than done
I appreciate it, I do, but
Just leave me alone
Leave me alone
Just leave me alone
And nothing gonna change
You can go away
I'm just gonna stay here
And always be the same

I did it all for the cookie, c'mon
The cookie c'mon
So you can take that wookie
And stick it up your..yeah!
Stick it up your.. yeah!
Stick it up your.. yeah!
Stick it up your

WOOKIE!

 

[PainAmplifier]

I doubt anyone knows this one (or this band)
At The Gates - The Swarm

O' Ye of little faith....

Not only do I know this band, I have three of their albums. (Just not the one this song comes off of.)

Here's a one that Entombed did a cover of, which can be found on the 'Sons of Satan Praise The Lord' Compilation...

Lee Hazelwood - "Some Velvet Morning"


Some velvet mornin' when I'm straight
I'm gonna open up your gate
And maybe tell you 'bout Phaedra
And how she gave me life
And how she made it end
Some velvet mornin' when I'm straight


Flowers growing on a hill, dragonflies and daffodils
Learn from us very much, look at us but do not touch
Phaedra is my name


Some velvet mornin' when I'm straight
I'm gonna open up your gate
And maybe tell you 'bout Phaedra
And how she gave me life
And how she made it end
Some velvet mornin' when I'm straight


Flowers are the things we know, secrets are the things we grow
Learn from us very much, look at us but do not touch
Phaedra is my name

Some velvet mornin' when I'm straight
Flowers growing on a hill
I'm gonna open up your gate
dragonflies and daffodils
And maybe tell you 'bout Phaedra
Learn from us very much
And how she gave me life
look at us but do not touch
FADE
And how she made it end

 

[Fluid]

Donovan - Universal Soldier

He's five foot-two, and he's six feet-four,
He fights with missiles and with spears.
He's all of thirty-one, and he's only seventeen,
He's been a soldier for a thousand years.

He'a a Catholic, a Hindu, an Atheist, a Jain,
A Buddhist and a Baptist and a Jew.
And he knows he shouldn't kill,
And he knows he always will,
Kill you for me my friend and me for you.

And he's fighting for Canada,
He's fighting for France,
He's fighting for the USA,
And he's fighting for the Russians,
And he's fighting for Japan,
And he thinks we'll put an end to war this way.

And he's fighting for Democracy,
He's fighting for the Reds,
He says it's for the peace of all.
He's the one who must decide,
Who's to live and who's to die,
And he never sees the writing on the wall.

But without him,
How would Hitler have condemned him at Labau?
Without him Caesar would have stood alone,
He's the one who gives his body
As a weapon of the war,
And without him all this killing can't go on.

He's the Universal Soldier and he really is to blame,
His orders come from far away no more,
They come from here and there and you and me,
And brothers can't you see,
This is not the way we put an end to war.

 

[tool]

Bad Religion - 1000 memories

You were the one,
You were my everything
Never apart,
No one in-between
Then one day,
When you went your own way
You felt justified,
And I was mortified
But today...
You are just a picture
And a thousand memories
Is all I take with me
'Cuz your smile
Is just too much to see
You're just a thousand memories
Fantasies, broken dreams
Reveries, sordid histories
Following my heart,
Laden with reaction,
Without calibration or design
Committed to a trial,
A life of understanding
Can't somebody show a sign to you
For me to see if you only knew
That you were the one
You were my everything
Never apart,
No one in-between
Then one day,
When you went your own way
You felt justified,
And I was mortified
But today...
You are just a picture
And a thousand memories
Is all I take with me
'Cuz a picture is worth
one thousand memories

 

[mrpirate]

Bad Religion - Bad Religion

See my body, it's nothing to get hung about.
I'm nobody except genetic runaround.
Spiritual era's gone and it ain't coming back,
Bad religion, a copout, is all that's left.
Hey Mr. Mime, stop wasting my time
With your factory precision.
Factory precision is your...
Bad religion, regurgitate,
Indecision, it's not too late.
Bad religion x2
Fight!
Don't you know your place, we're in a piece of ****.
Don't you know blind faith, through lies won't conquer it.
Don't you know responsibility is yours?
I don't care a thing about eternal fires...
Listen this time, it's more than a rhyme,
It's your indecision
Your indecision is your...
Bad religion, regurgitate.
Indecision, it's not too late.
Bad religion, regurgitate.
Indecision, it's not too late.
Bad religion x3

 

[funkblast]

Alice's Restaurant
By Arlo Guthrie

This song is called Alice's Restaurant, and it's about Alice, and the
restaurant, but Alice's Restaurant is not the name of the restaurant,
that's just the name of the song, and that's why I called the song Alice's
Restaurant.

You can get anything you want at Alice's Restaurant
You can get anything you want at Alice's Restaurant
Walk right in it's around the back
Just a half a mile from the railroad track
You can get anything you want at Alice's Restaurant

Now it all started two Thanksgivings ago, was on - two years ago on
Thanksgiving, when my friend and I went up to visit Alice at the
restaurant, but Alice doesn't live in the restaurant, she lives in the
church nearby the restaurant, in the bell-tower, with her husband Ray and
Fasha the dog. And livin' in the bell tower like that, they got a lot of
room downstairs where the pews used to be in. Havin' all that room,
seein' as how they took out all the pews, they decided that they didn't
have to take out their garbage for a long time.

We got up there, we found all the garbage in there, and we decided it'd be
a friendly gesture for us to take the garbage down to the city dump. So
we took the half a ton of garbage, put it in the back of a red VW
microbus, took shovels and rakes and implements of destruction and headed
on toward the city dump.

Well we got there and there was a big sign and a chain across across the
dump saying, "Closed on Thanksgiving." And we had never heard of a dump
closed on Thanksgiving before, and with tears in our eyes we drove off
into the sunset looking for another place to put the garbage.

We didn't find one. Until we came to a side road, and off the side of the
side road there was another fifteen foot cliff and at the bottom of the
cliff there was another pile of garbage. And we decided that one big pile
is better than two little piles, and rather than bring that one up we
decided to throw our's down.

That's what we did, and drove back to the church, had a thanksgiving
dinner that couldn't be beat, went to sleep and didn't get up until the
next morning, when we got a phone call from officer Obie. He said, "Kid,
we found your name on an envelope at the bottom of a half a ton of
garbage, and just wanted to know if you had any information about it." And
I said, "Yes, sir, Officer Obie, I cannot tell a lie, I put that envelope
under that garbage."

After speaking to Obie for about fourty-five minutes on the telephone we
finally arrived at the truth of the matter and said that we had to go down
and pick up the garbage, and also had to go down and speak to him at the
police officer's station. So we got in the red VW microbus with the
shovels and rakes and implements of destruction and headed on toward the
police officer's station.

Now friends, there was only one or two things that Obie coulda done at
the police station, and the first was he could have given us a medal for
being so brave and honest on the telephone, which wasn't very likely, and
we didn't expect it, and the other thing was he could have bawled us out
and told us never to be see driving garbage around the vicinity again,
which is what we expected, but when we got to the police officer's station
there was a third possibility that we hadn't even counted upon, and we was
both immediately arrested. Handcuffed. And I said "Obie, I don't think I
can pick up the garbage with these handcuffs on." He said, "Shut up, kid.
Get in the back of the patrol car."

And that's what we did, sat in the back of the patrol car and drove to the
quote Scene of the Crime unquote. I want tell you about the town of
Stockbridge, Massachusets, where this happened here, they got three stop
signs, two police officers, and one police car, but when we got to the
Scene of the Crime there was five police officers and three police cars,
being the biggest crime of the last fifty years, and everybody wanted to
get in the newspaper story about it. And they was using up all kinds of
cop equipment that they had hanging around the police officer's station.
They was taking plaster tire tracks, foot prints, dog smelling prints, and
they took twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy photographs with circles
and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one explaining what each
one was to be used as evidence against us. Took pictures of the approach,
the getaway, the northwest corner the southwest corner and that's not to
mention the aerial photography.

After the ordeal, we went back to the jail. Obie said he was going to put
us in the cell. Said, "Kid, I'm going to put you in the cell, I want your
wallet and your belt." And I said, "Obie, I can understand you wanting my
wallet so I don't have any money to spend in the cell, but what do you
want my belt for?" And he said, "Kid, we don't want any hangings." I
said, "Obie, did you think I was going to hang myself for littering?"
Obie said he was making sure, and friends Obie was, cause he took out the
toilet seat so I couldn't hit myself over the head and drown, and he took
out the toilet paper so I couldn't bend the bars roll out the - roll the
toilet paper out the window, slide down the roll and have an escape. Obie
was making sure, and it was about four or five hours later that Alice
(remember Alice? It's a song about Alice), Alice came by and with a few
nasty words to Obie on the side, bailed us out of jail, and we went back
to the church, had a another thanksgiving dinner that couldn't be beat,
and didn't get up until the next morning, when we all had to go to court.

We walked in, sat down, Obie came in with the twenty seven eight-by-ten
colour glossy pictures with circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back
of each one, sat down. Man came in said, "All rise." We all stood up,
and Obie stood up with the twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy
pictures, and the judge walked in sat down with a seeing eye dog, and he
sat down, we sat down. Obie looked at the seeing eye dog, and then at the
twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy pictures with circles and arrows
and a paragraph on the back of each one, and looked at the seeing eye dog.
And then at twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy pictures with circles
and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one and began to cry,
'cause Obie came to the realization that it was a typical case of American
blind justice, and there wasn't nothing he could do about it, and the
judge wasn't going to look at the twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy
pictures with the circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each
one explaining what each one was to be used as evidence against us. And
we was fined $50 and had to pick up the garbage in the snow, but thats not
what I came to tell you about.

Came to talk about the draft.

They got a building down New York City, it's called Whitehall Street,
where you walk in, you get injected, inspected, detected, infected,
neglected and selected. I went down to get my physical examination one
day, and I walked in, I sat down, got good and drunk the night before, so
I looked and felt my best when I went in that morning. `Cause I wanted to
look like the all-American kid from New York City, man I wanted, I wanted
to feel like the all-, I wanted to be the all American kid from New York,
and I walked in, sat down, I was hung down, brung down, hung up, and all
kinds o' mean nasty ugly things. And I waked in and sat down and they gave
me a piece of paper, said, "Kid, see the phsychiatrist, room 604."

And I went up there, I said, "Shrink, I want to kill. I mean, I wanna, I
wanna kill. Kill. I wanna, I wanna see, I wanna see blood and gore and
guts and veins in my teeth. Eat dead burnt bodies. I mean kill, Kill,
KILL, KILL." And I started jumpin up and down yelling, "KILL, KILL," and
he started jumpin up and down with me and we was both jumping up and down
yelling, "KILL, KILL." And the sargent came over, pinned a medal on me,
sent me down the hall, said, "You're our boy."

Didn't feel too good about it.

Proceeded on down the hall gettin more injections, inspections,
detections, neglections and all kinds of stuff that they was doin' to me
at the thing there, and I was there for two hours, three hours, four
hours, I was there for a long time going through all kinds of mean nasty
ugly things and I was just having a tough time there, and they was
inspecting, injecting every single part of me, and they was leaving no
part untouched. Proceeded through, and when I finally came to the see the
last man, I walked in, walked in sat down after a whole big thing there,
and I walked up and said, "What do you want?" He said, "Kid, we only got
one question. Have you ever been arrested?"

And I proceeded to tell him the story of the Alice's Restaurant Massacre,
with full orchestration and five part harmony and stuff like that and all
the phenome... - and he stopped me right there and said, "Kid, did you ever
go to court?"

And I proceeded to tell him the story of the twenty seven eight-by-ten
colour glossy pictures with the circles and arrows and the paragraph on
the back of each one, and he stopped me right there and said, "Kid, I want
you to go and sit down on that bench that says Group W .... NOW kid!!"

And I, I walked over to the, to the bench there, and there is, Group W's
where they put you if you may not be moral enough to join the army after
committing your special crime, and there was all kinds of mean nasty ugly
looking people on the bench there. Mother rapers. Father stabbers. Father
rapers! Father rapers sitting right there on the bench next to me! And
they was mean and nasty and ugly and horrible crime-type guys sitting on the
bench next to me. And the meanest, ugliest, nastiest one, the meanest
father raper of them all, was coming over to me and he was mean 'n' ugly
'n' nasty 'n' horrible and all kind of things and he sat down next to me
and said, "Kid, whad'ya get?" I said, "I didn't get nothing, I had to pay
$50 and pick up the garbage." He said, "What were you arrested for, kid?"
And I said, "Littering." And they all moved away from me on the bench
there, and the hairy eyeball and all kinds of mean nasty things, till I
said, "And creating a nuisance." And they all came back, shook my hand,
and we had a great time on the bench, talkin about crime, mother stabbing,
father raping, all kinds of groovy things that we was talking about on the
bench. And everything was fine, we was smoking cigarettes and all kinds of
things, until the Sargeant came over, had some paper in his hand, held it
up and said.

"Kids, this-piece-of-paper's-got-47-words-37-sentences-58-words-we-wanna-
know-details-of-the-crime-time-of-the-crime-and-any-other-kind-of-thing-
you-gotta-say-pertaining-to-and-about-the-crime-I-want-to-know-arresting-
officer's-name-and-any-other-kind-of-thing-you-gotta-say", and talked for
forty-five minutes and nobody understood a word that he said, but we had
fun filling out the forms and playing with the pencils on the bench there,
and I filled out the massacre with the four part harmony, and wrote it
down there, just like it was, and everything was fine and I put down the
pencil, and I turned over the piece of paper, and there, there on the
other side, in the middle of the other side, away from everything else on
the other side, in parentheses, capital letters, quotated, read the
following words:

("KID, HAVE YOU REHABILITATED YOURSELF?")

I went over to the sargent, said, "Sargeant, you got a lot a damn gall to
ask me if I've rehabilitated myself, I mean, I mean, I mean that just, I'm
sittin' here on the bench, I mean I'm sittin here on the Group W bench
'cause you want to know if I'm moral enough join the army, burn women,
kids, houses and villages after bein' a litterbug." He looked at me and
said, "Kid, we don't like your kind, and we're gonna send you fingerprints
off to Washington."

And friends, somewhere in Washington enshrined in some little folder, is a
study in black and white of my fingerprints. And the only reason I'm
singing you this song now is cause you may know somebody in a similar
situation, or you may be in a similar situation, and if your in a
situation like that there's only one thing you can do and that's walk into
the shrink wherever you are ,just walk in say "Shrink, You can get
anything you want, at Alice's restaurant.". And walk out. You know, if
one person, just one person does it they may think he's really sick and
they won't take him. And if two people, two people do it, in harmony,
they may think they're both faggots and they won't take either of them.
And three people do it, three, can you imagine, three people walking in
singin a bar of Alice's Restaurant and walking out. They may think it's an
organization. And can you, can you imagine fifty people a day,I said
fifty people a day walking in singin a bar of Alice's Restaurant and
walking out. And friends they may thinks it's a movement.

And that's what it is , the Alice's Restaurant Anti-Massacre Movement, and
all you got to do to join is sing it the next time it come's around on the
guitar.

With feeling. So we'll wait for it to come around on the guitar, here and
sing it when it does. Here it comes.

You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant
You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant
Walk right in it's around the back
Just a half a mile from the railroad track
You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant

That was horrible. If you want to end war and stuff you got to sing loud.
I've been singing this song now for twenty five minutes. I could sing it
for another twenty five minutes. I'm not proud... or tired.

So we'll wait till it comes around again, and this time with four part
harmony and feeling.

We're just waitin' for it to come around is what we're doing.

All right now.

You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant
Excepting Alice
You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant
Walk right in it's around the back
Just a half a mile from the railroad track
You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant

Da da da da da da da dum
At Alice's Restaurant

 

[NeoNite]

I wonder if people actually read the lyrics.

That song, alice's restaurant whew.. i'd probably fall asleep.

Anyway, I like this song:

Face à la mer - Calogero

Passi:
On ne choisit ni son origine,
ni sa couleur de peau
comme on rêve d'une vie de château
Quand on vit le ghetto
naître l'étau autour du cou comme Cosette pour Hugo
naître en treillis dans le conflit
et prier le très haut.

Fils du C.O.N.G.O
cette haine j'ai au M.I.C.R.O j'ai l' poids des mots.
sortir d'en bas,
rêver de déchirer ce tableau fait d'armes, de larmes,
fait de sang et de sanglots.

Calogero:
Face à la mer
J'aurais dû grandir
Face contre terre
J'aurais pu mourir
Je me relève
Je prends mon dernier rêve.

Passi:
Tous les deux de la même dalle.
Et tous les deux déçus.

Calogero:
Je prends mon dernier rêve

Passi:
C'est la sécheresse sur une terre où l'on n' cesse de semer tristesse
dans les yeux qui n' peuvent pleurer j'ai beaucoup de rêves lointains.
j' me suis tant rebellé, j'ai bu beaucoup de baratin et ça m'a trop saoulé.
Dans la vie y a des tapes au fond et des tapes à côté, des t'as pas un euro
ou la tape à l'arrachée, y a l'Etat, les RMmistes, les " t'as qu'à taffer. "
Si t'es en bas faut cravacher.
Si t'es en bas faut cravacher, t'as qu'à pas lâcher.
T'as pas connu ça toi, l'envie d'empocher les patates,
être à gauche droite face à la mer loin des galères.
T'as pas connu ça, l'envie de d' t'en sortir distribuer des patates des
gauches droites avec un air patibulaire

Calogero:
Face à la mer
J'aurais dû grandir
Face contre terre
J'aurais pu mourir
Je me relève
Je prends mon dernier rêve.

Passi:
Tous deux de la même dalle
Et tous deux déçus

Calogero:
Je prends mon dernier rêve
Face à la mer
C'est toi qui résistes
Face contre terre
Ton nom sur la liste
de tout ton être
Cité à comparaître

Passi:
c'est l'histoire de cette plume qui s'étouffe dans le goudron, cette matière
grise dont le pays n'a pas fait acquisition, on se relève, on repart à fond,
on vise le Panthéon, j'en place une à ceux qui en ont, je l'ai comme mes
potes l'ont. On veut toucher le ciel étoilé sans baisser l' pantalon. Trop
peu bonnes fées et trop de Cendrillon. Calo-Passi 2004 action.

Je prends mon dernier rêve.
Je me relève
Je prends mon dernier rêve.

Passi:
Tous deux de la même dalle
Et tous deux déçus

Calogero:
Je prends mon dernier rêve.

Passi:
Tous deux de la même dalle
Et tous deux déçus

Calogero:
Je prends mon dernier rêve.

Passi:
On ne choisit ni son origine, ni sa couleur de peau
comme on rêve d'une vie de château
Quand on vit le ghetto
naître l'étau autour du cou comme Cosette pour Hugo
naître en treillis dans le conflit et prier le très haut.
Fils du C.O.N.G.O cette haine j'ai au M.I.C.R.O j'ai l'poids des mots.
sortir d'en bas, rêver de déchirer ce tableau fait d'armes, de larmes,
fait de sang et de sanglots.
Face à la mer
On veut tous grandir
Calo-Passi trop jeunes pour mourir

 

[tool]

Got a few songs here that I wanna post

Freakazoid - Theme Song

Super-teen extraordinaire
Freakazoid! Freakazoid!
Runs around in underwear
Freakazoid! Freakazoid!

Rescues Washington D.C.
Freakazoid! Freakazoid!
Unless something better's on TV
Freakazoid! Freakazoid!

His brain's overloading
It has a chocolate coating
Textbook case for Sigmund Freud
Freakazoid! Freakazoid!

Check out Dexter Douglas
Nerd computer ace
Went surfing on the internet
And was zapped to cyberspace

He turned into the Freakazoid
He's strong and super-quick
He drives the villains crazy
'Cause he's a lunatic

His home base is the Freakalair
Freakazoid! Fricassee!
Floyd the Barber cuts his hair
Freakazoid! Chimpanzee!

Rides around in the Freakmobile
Freakazoid! Freakazoo!
Hopes to make a movie deal
Freaka me! Freaka you!

He's here to save the nation
So stay tuned to this station
If not, we'll be unemployed
Freakazoid! Freakazoid!
Freakazoid!!!

Soundgarden - Jesus Christ Pose

And you stare at me
In your Jesus Christ pose
Arms held out
Like you've been carrying a load
And you swear to me
You don't want to be my slave


But you're staring at me
Like I need to be saved
In your Jesus Christ pose
Arms held out
In your Jesus Christ pose
Thorns and shroud
Like it's the coming of the Lord
And I swear to you
That I would never feed you pain


But your staring at me
Like I'm driving the nails
In your Jesus Christ pose
And you stare at me
In your Jesus Christ pose
Arms held out like it's
The coming of the Lord


And would it pay you more to walk on water
Then to wear a crown of thorns
It wouldn't pain me more to bury you rich
Then to bury you poor
In your Jesus Christ pose

Bad religion - shades of truth

Here inside this quiet room there's direction
Outside in the sultry noon - time reflection
A million people scurry
They're looking for advice
Non willing to lend charity just exercise
Their
Shades of Truth and partisan conventions
Shades of Truth between disparate lines
Shades of Truth interpret my intentions
You don't know I'm alright
You don't know I'm alright
Who authored the blueprints and made us captains?
Someone proclaimed creation, people listened
While children by the millions are thrown into this zoo
The so-called gift of charity
Oh, what was god up to?
Shades of Truth and lenient conventions
Shades of Truth between disparate lines
Shades of Truth interpret my intentions
You don't know I'm alright
You don't know I'm alright
So many walk in parallel and pull their blinders tight
So few over apology and accept other's rights
And nothing absolutely can be cherished in the end
Can't we all accept that it will all happen again
Just partisan conventions
Shades of Truth between disparate lines
Shades of Truth interpret my intentions
You don't know I'm alright
You don't know I'm alright

 

[das_ben]

Ben Folds Five - Brick

6 am, day after Christmas.
I throw some clothes on in the dark.
The smell of cold, car seat is freezing.
The world is sleeping... I am numb.

Up the stairs to her apartment, she is balled up on the couch.
Her Mom and Dad went down to Charlotte they're not home to find us out.
And we drive now that I have found someone
I'm feeling more alone than I ever have before.

She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly.

They call her name at 7:30, I pace around the parking lot.
Then I walk down to buy her flowers and sell some gifts that I got.
Can't you see it's not me you're dying for,
now she's feeling more alone then she ever has before.

She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly
off the coast and I'm headed nowhere.
She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly.

As weeks went by it showed that she was not fine,
they told me son it's time to tell the truth.
She broke down and I broke down cause I was tired of lying.
Driving home to her apartment, for the moment we're alone.
She's alone. I'm alone, now I know it.

She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly
off the coast and I'm headed nowhere.
She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly.

The song is even sadder when you know what it's about.

 

[NeoNite]

Bloodhound gang - the bad touch


Ha-Ha! Well now, we call this the act of mating
But there are several other very important differences
Between human beings and animals that you should know about

I'd appreciate your input

Sweat baby sweat baby sex is a Texas drought
Me and you do the kind of stuff that only Prince would sing about
So put your hands down my pants and I'll bet you'll feel nuts
Yes I'm Siskel, yes I'm Ebert and you're getting two thumbs up
You've had enough of two-hand touch you want it rough you're out of bounds
I want you smothered want you covered like my Waffle House hashbrowns
Come quicker than FedEx never reach an apex like Coca-Cola stock you are inclined
To make me rise an hour early just like Daylight Savings Time

Do it now
You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals
So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
Do it again now
You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals
So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
Gettin' horny now

Love the kind you clean up with a mop and bucket
Like the lost catacombs of Egypt only God knows where we stuck it
Hieroglyphics? Let me be Pacific I wanna be down in your South Seas
But I got this notion that the motion of your ocean means "Small Craft Advisory"
So if I capsize on your thighs high tide, be five you sunk my battleship
Please turn me on I'm Mister Coffee with an automatic drip
So show me yours I'll show you mine "Tool Time" you'll Lovett just like Lyle
And then we'll do it doggy style so we can both watch "X-Files"

Do it now
You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals
So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
Do it again now
You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals
So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
Gettin' horny now

You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals
So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
Do it again now
You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals
So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
Do it now
You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals
So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
Do it again now
You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals
So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
Gettin' horny now

 

[NeoNite]

GUANTANAMERA
Original music by Jose Fernandez Diaz


Yo soy un hombre sincero
De donde crecen las palmas
Yo soy un hombre sincero
De donde crecen las palmas
Y antes de morirme quiero
Echar mis versos del alma

Chorus:
Guantanamera
Guajira Guantanamera
Guantanamera
Guajira Guantanamera

Mi verso es de un verde claro
Y de un carmin encendido
Mi verso es de un verde claro
Y de un carmin encendido
Mi verso es un ciervo herido
Que busca en el monte amparo

Chorus

Cultivo la rosa blanca
En junio como en enero
Qultivo la rosa blanca
En junio como en enero
Para el amigo sincero
Que me da su mano franca

Chorus

Y para el cruel que me arranca
El corazon con que vivo
Y para el cruel que me arranca
El corazon con que vivo
Cardo ni ortiga cultivo
Cultivo la rosa blanca

Chorus

Con los pobres de la tierra
Quiero yo mi suerte echar
Con los pobres de la tierra
Quiero yo mi suerte echar
El arroyo de la sierra
Me complace mas que el mar

Artist Lyrics: Manu Chao
Song Lyrics: La Despedida
Album Lyrics: Clandestino


Ya estoy curado
Anestesiado
Ya me he olvidado de tí...
Hoy me despido
De tu ausencia
Ya estoy en paz...
Ya no te espero
Ya no te llamo
ya no me engaño
Hoy te he borrado
De mi paciencia
Hoy fui capaz...
Desde aquel día
En qu te fuiste
yo no sabía
Que hacer de tí
Ya están domados
Mis sentimientos
Mejor así...
Hoy me he burlado
De la tristeza
Hoy me he librado
De tu recuerdo
ya no te extraño
Ya me he arrancado
Ya estoy en paz...
Ya estoy curado
Anestesiado
Ya me he olvidado
Te espero siempre mi amor
Cada hora, cada día
Cada minuto que yo viva... Te espero siempre mi amor...
Te quiero... Siempre
Mi amor...
Se que un día... volverás...
No me olvido y te quiero...T.E.S.M.A...T.E.S.M.A...

 

[Clayeth]

"Girl That Everybody’s Had" by Spout

take your hands off of me.
you can't see what I see.
I know just where you've been.
in and out of my friends.

how can you grow up if you're always laying down?
how can you grow up if you're always laying down?
how can you grow up if you're always laying down on me?

(Chorus)

i don't wanna go where everybody's been.
i don't wanna know what I am missing.
tell all your lovers, tell all your friends
I don't wanna go where they've already been.

if you wanna wine and dine her, you better stand in line.
I can make her come, but I can't make her mine.
she looks so good, but it’s so sad.
the girl that everybody wants,
is now the girl that everybody's had.

take your hands off of me.
you will never **** me.
you're a delicatessen, ready for confession.
well maybe your obsession should be your profession?

 

[Super Feen]

Ben Folds Five - Brick
...

The song is even sadder when you know what it's about.

too true. I've listened to this song since it's release and didn't know what it was about until I got the Live cd about 6 months ago, it takes on a whole new meaning

 

[Sam_The_Man]

Meat Loaf - A Kiss Is A Terrible Thing To Waste

If you listen to the night
You can hear the darkness call
I can barely stand to wait
I can barely stand at all
C’mon closer to me now
It’s like we’re sharing the same skin
We gotta get out of this jail
We gotta let the future in

So many things in your life
That your bound to regret
Why didn’t I do that?
Why didn’t I do this?
So many chances you lost
That you’ll never forget
Why didn’t I make it?
Why didn’t I take it right there?

The loneliest words you’ll ever know:
"If only-if only it was so"
The emptiest words that there’ll ever be:
"It could have been me. it could have been me"
The loneliest words you’ll ever know:
"If only-if only it was so"
The emptiest words that there’ll ever be:
"It could have been me. it could have been me"
You’ll have to pay for it later
If you don’t get it when it’s going for free
Believe me; Believe me

A kiss is a terrible thing to waste
A kiss is a terrible thing to waste
It’s something that’s always been so
A kiss is a terrible thing to waste
A kiss is a terrible thing to waste

And one of these nights
You’re gonna show me that you already know
There’s a feast waiting for you
And you’ve never even gotten a taste
It’s later than you think and a kiss
Is a terrible thing to waste

You shouldn’t tremble when we touch
There’s no reason for these fears
It’s a promise that was made
We’ve been promised this for years
I wanna show you it all
What to do and where and how
Cause we’ll never be as young as we are right now
We’ll never be as young as we are right now

So many cries in the night
That you try to ignore
Why didn’t I do this?
Why didn’t I do that?
So many unanswered prayers
So many unopened doors
Why didn’t I take it?
Why didn’t I make it come true?

The loneliest words you’ll ever know:
"If only - if only it was so"
The emptiest words that there’ll ever be:
"It could have been me, it could have been me"
The loneliest words you’ll ever know:
"If only - if only it was so"
The emptiest words that there’ll ever be:
"It could have been me, it could have been me"
You’ll have to pay for it later:
If you don’t get it when it’s going for free
Believe me; Believe me, believe me

A kiss is a terrible thing to waste
A kiss is a terrible thing to waste
It’s something that has always been so
A kiss is a terrible thing to waste
A kiss is a terrible thing to waste
And one of these nights
I’m gonna show you that you already know...
There’s a feast waiting for you
And you’ve never even gotten a taste
It’s later than you think and a kiss
Is a terrible thing to waste
There’s a feast waiting for you
And you’ve never even gotten a taste
It’s later than you think and a kiss
Is a terrible thing to waste

Tyre tracks and broken hearts
That’s all we’re leaving behind
It doesn’t matter what we’re losing
It only matters what we’re going to find
Tyre tracks and broken hearts
That’s all we’re leaving behind
It doesn’t matter what we’re losing
It only matters what we’re going to find

There’s a feast waiting for you
And you’ve never even gotten a taste
It’s later than you think and a kiss
Is a terrible thing to waste

 

[NeoNite]

Listened to "Encore" today.
Some songs I like:

Just Lose It


(Ok-k)
Guess who's back?(back back)
Back again(gain gain)
Shady's back(back)
Tell a friend(friend)
Whaaaaaaaa

Now everyone report to the dance floor
To the dance floor, to the dance floor
Now everyone report to the dance floor
Alright Stop!.....Pajama time

[Verse 1]
Come here little kiddies, On my lap
Guess who's back with a brand new rap?
And I don't mean rap as in a new case of child molestation accusation
(AH-AH-AH-AH-AH)
No worries, papa's got a brand new bag of toys
What else could I possibly do to make noise?
I done touched on everything, but little boys
That's not a stab at Michael
That's just a metaphor, I'm just psycho
I go a little bit crazy sometimes
I get a little bit out of control with my rhymes
Good God, dip, do a little slide
Bend down, touch your toes and just glide
Up the center of the dance floor
Like TP for my bunghole
And it's cool if you let one go
Nobody's gonna know, who'd hear it?
Give a little "poot poot", it's OK! [Fart Sound]
Oops my cd just skipped
And everyone just heard you let one rip

[Chorus]
Now I'm gonna make you dance
It's your chance
Yeah boy shake that ass
Oops I mean girl girl girl girl
Girl you know you're my world
Alright now lose it
(AH-AH-AH-AH-AH)
Just lose it
(AH-AH-AH-AH-AH)
Go crazy
(AH-AH-AH-AH-AH)
Oh baby
(AH-AH)
Oh baby, baby
(AH-AH)

[Verse 2]
It's Friday and it's my day
Just to party all the way to sunday
Maybe til monday, I dunno what day
Everyday's just a holiday
Crusin' on the freeway
Feelin' kinda breezy
Got the top down, lettin' my hair blow
I dunno where I'm goin'
All I know is when I get there
Someone's gonna "touch my body"

Excuse me miss, I don't mean to sound like a jerk
But I'm feelin' just a little stressed out from work
Could you punch me in the stomach and pull my hair?
Spit on me, maybe gouge my eyes out? (Yeah)
Now, what's your name girl?
What's your sign?
[Dr Dre] "Man, you must be up out your mind"
DRE! (AH-AH)
Beer-goggles blind!
I'm just tryna unwind now I'm

[Chorus]
Now I'm gonna make you dance
It's your chance
Yeah boy shake that ass
Oops I mean girl girl girl girl
Girl you know you're my world
Alright now lose it
(AH-AH-AH-AH-AH)
Just lose it
(AH-AH-AH-AH-AH)
Go crazy
(AH-AH-AH-AH-AH)
Oh baby
(AH-AH)
Oh baby, baby
(AH-AH)

[Verse 3]
It's Tuesday and I'm locked up
I'm in jail and I don't know what happend
They say I was running butt naked
Down the street screaming
(AH-AH-AH-AH-AH)
Well I'm sorry, I don't remember
All I know is this much
I'm not guilty
They said, "Save it, boy we gotcha you on tape
yellin' at an old lady 'touch my body!'"

Now this is the part where the rap breaks down
It gets real intense, no one makes a sound
Everything looks like it's 8 Mile now
The beat comes back and everybody lose themselves
Snap back to reality
Look it's B.Rabbit!
Yo you signed me up to battle!?
I'm a grown man!
Tubba Tubba Tubba Tubba Tubba Tubbie
I don't have any lines to go right here so, Tubba teletubbie!
Fella's (WHAT?!) Fella's (WHAT?!)
Grab you left nut, make right one jealous (what?)
Black girls
White girls
Skinny girls
Fat girls
Tall girls
Small girls
I'm callin' all girls
Everyone report to the dance floor
It's your chance for a little romance or
Butt squeezin' it's the season
Just go (AH-AH-AH-AH)
It's so appeasin'

[Chorus]
Now I'm gonna make you dance
It's your chance
Yeah boy shake that ass
Oops I mean girl girl girl girl
Girl you know you're my world
Alright now lose it
(AH-AH-AH-AH-AH)
Just lose it
(AH-AH-AH-AH-AH)
Go crazy
(AH-AH-AH-AH-AH)
Oh baby
(AH-AH)
Oh baby, baby
(AH-AH)

[Outro]
UmMmMmm touch my body
UmMmMmm touch my body
Ooh boy just touch my body
I mean girl just touch my body(body body)

Puke

[Intro]
[Eminem puking]
There I go thinking of you again

[Chorus]
You don't know how sick you make me
You make me ****ing sick to my stomache
Everytime I think of you I puke
You must just not not knoooooowww
You may not think you do
But you do everytime I think of you I puke

[Verse 1]
I was gonna take a little time to write you a little poem
But off of the dome would probably be a little more
More suitable for this type of song woah
I got a million reasons off the top of my head that I can think of
Sixteen bars this ain't enough to put ???
So **** it I'ma start right here I'll just be briefer
Bout to rattle off some other reasons
I know I shouldnt go and get another tattoo of you on my arm
But what do I go and do? I go and get another one now I got two
Oooooh I'm sittin here with your name on my skin
I can't believe I went and did this stupid **** again
My next girlfriend now her name's gotta be Kim
If you only knew how much I hated you
For every motha****in thing you ever put us through
Then I wouldnt be standin here cryin over you booooooooo

Mosh

I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America
And to the Republic for which it stands
One nation under God
[People
It feels so good to be back..]

Scrutinize every word, memorize every line
I spit it once, refuel, reenergize, and rewind
I give sight to the blind, mind sight through the mind
I excercise my right to express when I feel it's time
It's just all in your mind, what you interpret it as
I say to fight you take it as I?m gonna whip someone's ass
If you don't understand don't even bother to ask
A father who has grown up with a fatherless past
Who has blown up now to rap phenomenon that has
Or at least shows no difficulty multi task
And juggling both, perhaps mastered his craft slash
Entrepreneur who has held long too few more rap acts
Who has had a few obstacles thrown his way through the last half
Of his career typical manure moving past that
Mister kiss his ass crack, he's a class act
Rubber band man, yea he just snaps back

Come along, follow me as I lead through the darkness
As I provide just enough spark, that we need to proceed
Carry on, give me hope, give me strength,
Come with me, and I won't stear you wrong
Put your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog
Till the light, at the end, of the tunnel, we gonna fight,
We gonna charge, we gonna stomp, we gonna march through the swamp
We gonna mosh through the marsh, take us right through the doors

To the people up top, on the side and the middle,
Come together, let's all bomb and swamp just a little
Just let it gradually build, from the front to the back
All you can see is a sea of people, some white and some black
Don't matter what color, all that matters is we gathered together
To celebrate for the same cause, no matter the weather
If it rains let it rain, yea the wetter the better
They ain't gonna stop us, they can't, we're stronger now more then ever,
They tell us no we say yea, they tell us stop we say go,
Rebel with a rebel yell, raise hell we gonna let em know
Stomp, push up, mush, **** Bush, until they bring our troops home come on just . . .

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Lewis 4
Shane 4
loserkid 4
Clayeth 3
garrett 3
tool 3
Morgana 3
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Fluid 3
The Dopefish 2
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phantom44 2
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[Bang Yr Head]

Converge - Last Light

i need you to be the strength of widows and soul survivors
i need you to be as fearless as new mothers and new fathers
i need you to be the hope of hearts who lost true love
i need you to be the might of their first kiss
i need a purpose and i need a reason
i need to know that there is trophy and meaning
to all that we lose and all we fight for
to all our loves and our wars
keep breathing
keep living
keep searching
keep pushing on
keep bleeding
keep healing
keep fading
keep shining on
this is for the hearts still beating
_____________________________________________________________
Fear Before The March Of Flames - Hey Kid. I'm A Computer. Stop All The Downloading.

count of three
everybody over dose
They’re coming with
forks and knives to eat us alive,
forks and knives.

Victims in
cannibalistic
human race
proprietors
dog eat dog
colonization, dog eat dog.

We sluts, we have, fattened and ripened in these
LA castles. We rust in the milk that we’ve been fed
(stick ourselves with syringes and
scrape our lungs with dollar bills)
We sluts, we have, fattened and ripened in these
LA castles. We rust in the milk that we’ve been fed

Nothing (this thing) anything (keep it on)
That fatted us calves would now feed on.
Nothing (this thing) anything (keep it on)
That fatted us calves would now feed on.
The soft parts of our lower backs.
That fatted us calves would now feed on.
The soft parts of our lower backs.
That fatted us calves would now feed on.
That fatted us calves would now feed on.

You can’t buy love. You can’t sell feelings.
You can’t buy love. You can’t sell feelings.
We were meant to each other.
We were meant to each other.
You can’t buy love. You can’t sell feelings.
You can’t buy love. You can’t sell feelings.
We were meant to each other.
We were meant.

Have at me, have at me, have at me with your most primitive touch.
You can’t buy love. You can’t sell feelings.
You can’t buy love. You can’t sell feelings.
We were meant to each other.
You can’t buy love. You can’t sell feelings.
Have at me, have at me, have at me with your most primitive touch.
Secretaries now make great lovers.
As do those, as do those, as do those we had never considered.
The sound of cracking bones shall be the music that plays us out.
The sound of cracking bones shall be the music that plays us out.

stick ourselves with syringes
and scrape our lungs with dollar bills.
forge a roof that will hold us in and keep them out.

We sluts, we have fattened and ripened in these
LA castles. We rust in the milk that we’ve been fed.
_____________________________________________
Sunny Day Real Estate - The Blankets Were The Stairs

lost myself when pain from your heart left it's trace
in written words held like a seam i have no hand to heal
i can't imagine your emotions wrapped around inferior
hold that iron. inferior my hand to heal your wounds won't
heal my longing for your warm embrace why can't it see
the thinking to me my sense of one is open time to run and
drink like astiocles so sideways inferior hold that
iron. late again my breathing is leaving after yours
stay one time holding things i know you're asking for you're
always there inferior my time to let it go my brother
hold that iron time to collide your face is strong
your eyes want to unfold inside of me inferior. late again
my breathing is leaving after yours stay one time holding
things i know you're asking for throw away for these things
can go no longer.
________________________
oh yeah!

The Blood Brothers - Cecilia And The Silhouette Saloon

Murder = white out.
Cancer = birth blouse.
Mirror = perfect glass spouse.
Oil = sex paint.
Shower = water saint.
Death decodes the howls from our hands.
Skull = noise nest.
TV = **** test.
Mirror = siamese gun kiss.
Sugar = birth bait.
Murder = loves fate.
Death distills the camouflage from our dance.
Death inverts the red from romance.
Death x-rays the angels of chance.
Death; the anti mirror of infants.
Like a picture hiding beneath the digital Avalanche.

When cecilia's grave cracked like a dirt cacoon, she pulled up a stool at the silhouette saloon.
The player piano mumbling crippled jigs, black widows knitting victimless wigs.
When cecilia's throat slit like a second set of lips she drooled braille bibles onto the brothel bed spread, like an egg whose yoke defies child bearing hips.
Like a ghost who fears all of the deceased and dead.
(time eats the flesh and spits out the shadow like a useless wishbone.)
But that locket spinning around her neck, whose hearth heats a dead valentine, you know the phantom trail leads way to a muted grave.
Where is his voice now?
A dead tone in the flutter of drunken wings, Where is his blushed cheek now, A face unraveled in shadow, veiled in blind laughter.
Where are those sex ripened lips, his kiss print still warm on several necks.
Where is love now?

Murder = white out.
Cancer = birth blouse.
Mirror = perfect glass spouse.
Oil = sex paint.
Shower = water saint.
Death decodes the howls from our hands.
Skull = noise nest.
TV = **** test.
Mirror = siamese gun kiss.
Sugar = birth bait.
Murder = loves fate.
Death distills the camouflage from our dance.
Death inverts the red from romance.
Death x-rays the angels of chance.
Death; the anti mirror of infants.
Like a picture hiding beneath the digital Avalanche.

 

[das_ben]

Leonard Cohen - Famous blue raincoat

It's four in the morning, the end of December
I'm writing you now just to see if you're better
New York is cold, but I like where I'm living
There's music on Clinton Street all through the evening.

I hear that you're building your little house deep in the desert
You're living for nothing now, I hope you're keeping some kind of record.

Yes, and Jane came by with a lock of your hair
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you planned to go clear
Did you ever go clear?

Ah, the last time we saw you you looked so much older
Your famous blue raincoat was torn at the shoulder
You'd been to the station to meet every train
And you came home without Lili Marlene

And you treated my woman to a flake of your life
And when she came back she was nobody's wife.

Well I see you there with the rose in your teeth
One more thin gypsy thief
Well I see Jane's awake --

She sends her regards.

And what can I tell you my brother, my killer
What can I possibly say?
I guess that I miss you, I guess I forgive you
I'm glad you stood in my way.

If you ever come by here, for Jane or for me
Your enemy is sleeping, and his woman is free.

Yes, and thanks, for the trouble you took from her eyes
I thought it was there for good so I never tried.

And Jane came by with a lock of your hair
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you planned to go clear -

Sincerely, L. Cohen.

 

[NeoNite]

Good song:

"Millionaire"
(feat. Andre 3000)

[Andre 3000:]
I said her from the city so her got to witty, witty
She said him from the country so him got to be funky, funky

[Andre 3000:]
Mama i'ma Millionaire but I feel like a bum.
Mama i'ma Millionaire but I feel like the only one.
I,I,I,I woke up early this mornin,
I don't think ya'll heard me,
I woke up early this mornin,
I don't think ya'll heard me,
I woke up early this mornin.
I don't think think ya'll heard me,
I woke up early this mornin, but i still ain't seen the sun.

[Andre 3000 & Kelis:]
[Repeat 4x]
OhohOhohOhoh

[Kelis:]
Papa i'ma Milionaire,
Sax 5th Ave. don't sell affection.
(Sax 5th Ave. don't sell affection).
Papa i'ma Millionaire but i ain't movin in the right direction,
Somethin ain't right, I know.
[Repeat 4x]
I am rich, to he is rich, she is rich, to we is rich

[Andre 3000 (Rap):]
Where there is cheese there are rats,
Where ever there are rats there are cats,
Where ever there are cats there are dogs.
If you got the dogs you got bitches.
Bitches Always out to put their paws on your riches.
If you got riches,you got glitches.
If you got glitches in your life computer turn it off and then reboota.
Now you back on.
Can't just put the cap on the old bottle once you pop it that will spoil it, gone and drink it and enjoy it.
Mama i'ma Millionaire.

[Kelis:]
What's a girl to do when she just has dimes no time just play-yay-yay-yay.
What's a girl to do instead of me it's you'll be true-woo-woo-woo.
What's a girl to do in a world of greed but kneel and pray-yay-yay-yay.
What's a girl to do when she's lost her long time friends that's lie-ie-ie-ie-ied

 

[The Dopefish]

Metallica - ...And Justice For All - Harvester of Sorrow

My life suffocates
Planting seeds of hate
I’ve loved, turned to hate
Trapped far beyond my fate
I give, you take
This life that I forsake
Been cheated of my youth
You turned this lie to truth

Anger
Misery
You’ll suffer unto me

Harvester of sorrow
Language of the mad
Harvester of sorrow

Pure black looking clear
My work is done soon here
Try getting back to me
Get back which used to be
Drink up, shoot in
Let the beatings begin
Distributor of pain
Your loss becomes my gain

Anger
Misery
You’ll suffer unto me

Harvester of sorrow
Language of the mad
Harvester of sorrow

All have said their prayers
Invade their nightmares
To see into my eyes
You’ll find where murder lies
Infanticide

Harvester of sorrow
Language of the mad
Harvester of sorrow
Language of the mad
Harvester of sorrow
Harvester of sorrow
Harvester of sorrow
Harvester of sorrow
Harvester of sorrow
Harvester of sorrow

The Beach Boys - Sounds of Summer (where I have it from) - Good Timin'

Good, good timin’
Good, good timin’
Ahhhh ahhhh
Ahhhh ahhhh
You need good timin’ (ahhhh ahhhh)
Good, good timin’

All us people
Now we’re just livin’
The world keeps turnin’
And we’re all learnin’ about
Good, good timin’
Good, good timin’
You need good timin’
It takes good timin’
You need good timin’ (yeah)
Good, good timin’

We’re all goin’ places
Sharin’ each other
A celebration
Of being together
I love good, good timin’
Good, good timin’
You need good timin’
It takes good timin’
You need good timin’ (yeah)
Good, good timin’

Dow dow
Dow dow dow
Dow dow
Dow dow dow dow
You need good timin’
It takes good timin’
You need good timin’ (yeah)
Good, good timin’...

Deep within the womb of timee, a creature thus be born. The seed of life is united with the egg of tyranny, gestates forth from within the womb of life for three-quarter and nigh a year. The creature thus be born! The creature thus be formed!

And ye of years (x bells) will chime! When the heavens open up and drink from the silver cup! The creature thus be born! And the blow the magic horn!

To alert the spirit deep within the cycle of life. The creature has begun its journey deep forlorn, upon this day which he be formed.

In the sea of mucus the spirit rides down from the mountain and unites with the creature in the womb!

A holy union, dark mortality until the dark mortality breaks the chain of life! The creature thus be born!

And every year raineth down the celebratory tears. A celebration of the years from mere mortal sky!