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Quidam
12-11-2006, 09:43 PM
Here's what you do. You post a lyric from a song and then someone else posts one after you.

Here we go

The Rum Tum Tugger is a curious cat!

k_writer
12-19-2006, 02:35 PM
*displays her boredom proudly like a badge*


-love?
-love is a verb.
-love is a doing word.


--"Teardrop" by Massive Attack.

Thalarian
12-19-2006, 02:46 PM
Hey, you're Crazy Bitch,
but you fuck so good I'm on top of it!
When I dream, I'm doin you all night,
scratches all down my back to keep me right on!


Crazy Bitch - Buckcherry

Thal's official theme song.

Quidam
12-23-2006, 04:14 PM
What kind of magic spell to use?
Smile or snails
Or puppy dog tails?
Thunder or lighting?
Something frightening!

David Bowie from Labyrinth

Leibhaftige Finsternis
01-01-2007, 05:56 AM
Close your mind with the door to keep the demons out
Everyone in the store hashas shut thier little mouths
Except when to say, "look how much we saved"
And all we have to do is smile, while our minds decay

Because Jesus is the manager at Walmart

Smile Empty Soul ─ Jesus Is The Manager At Walmart - Vultures

Xiph0
02-01-2007, 07:18 AM
[Cervus] There was this old man that lived down the street.
[Cervus] Whenever the kids went round he was bashing his meat.
[Cervus] The liittle kiddies, they thought his was scary.
[Cervus] His favourite game was tickling the fairy.
[Cervus] Mommies and daddies all thought he was neat.
[Cervus] Little did they know their kids made him skeet.

That Fucking Creepy Old Man - Cervus's Greatest Hits

http://www.ljplus.ru/img/l/o/lorellin/pedobear_seal.gif

-DGD

Cjonbloodletter
02-01-2007, 09:04 AM
I've heard the screams of the vegetables, (scream scream scream)
Watching their skins being peeled, (having their insides revealed)
Grated and steamed with no mercy, (burning off calories)
How do you think that feels, (bet it hurts really bad)
Carrot juice constitutes murder, (and that's a real crime)
Greenhouses prisons for slaves, (let my vegetables grow)
It's time to stop all this gardening, (it's dirty as hell)
Let's call a spade a spade. (it's a spade it's a spade it's a spade)

Carrot juice is murder, the arrogant worms

DarthBill
02-01-2007, 11:17 AM
Everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody sucks.

Everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody fucks.

Everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody cries.

Everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody dies.

-Violent Pornography, System of a Down

TripticWriter
02-01-2007, 05:29 PM
Come, doused in mud

Soaked in bleach

As i want you to be

As a trend, as a friend

as an old...

Nirvana, come as you are

Cjonbloodletter
02-01-2007, 05:38 PM
Wynona's got herself a big brown beaver
and she shows it off to all her friends.
One day, you know, that beaver tried to leave her,
So she caged him up with cyclone fence.
Along came Lou with the old baboon
And said "Recognize that smell?"
"Smells like seven layers,
That beaver eats Taco Bell."

Primus, wynona's big brown beaver

Amerision
02-01-2007, 05:53 PM
"...I'm a waster boy
anti-masterplan...
Been stuck inside this lonely room again.
You get paranoid...
see vultures circling,
one slip then down comes the final curtain.
Until, you come, into your soul again.
We'll be the worst of best friends...
Doesn't feel like, Christmas in Hollywood?
Doesn't feel like, we're ever going to make it home?

Burn, baby burn!
Strung out on a wire...
Heart in a cage!
You're so full of desire...
You need, fast hands...
To deal with all the liars...
Bulletproof Skin!
To keep you alive..."

Bulletproof Skin - Institute

Kai Shek
02-01-2007, 09:17 PM
I've decomposed, and my gut's getting fat
Oh my god I'm turning out like my dad
I'm always rude, I've got a bad attitude
The world owes me, so fuck you

The wife's a nag and the kid's fucking up
I don't have sex 'cause i can't get it up
I'm just a grouch sitting on the couch
The world owes me, so fuck you

-The Grouch, Greenday

Cjonbloodletter
02-02-2007, 08:47 AM
I am smelling like a rose that somebody gave me on my birthday deathbed,
I am smelling like a rose because I'm dead and bloated.

Dead and bloated, Stone Temple Pilots

Brooklynight
02-03-2007, 11:04 AM
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found? The same old fears.
Wish you were here.

from: Pink Floyd, Wish you were here.

Aekiel
02-03-2007, 11:28 AM
I'm gonna organise some changes in my life,
I'm gonna exorcise the demons of my past.
I'm gonna take the car and hit the open road,
I'm feeling ready to just open up and go.

~Iron Maiden - Wildest Dreams

Alter Alias
02-03-2007, 04:21 PM
sure musically they're terrible, but who else has successfully made money trolling.


I FOLLOWED ARTIMUS PYLE AFTER A LYNYRD SKYNYRD SHOW
WE ENDED UP AT A NAMBLA MEETING
I KNOCKED AT THE DOOR AND ARTIMUS PYLE ANSWERED
I GAVE HIM PICTURES OF YOUR KID BECAUSE I HATE HIM

I Gave Nambla Pictures Of You Kid
By Anal Cunt

Cjonbloodletter
02-03-2007, 09:24 PM
I love you,
you love me,
we're a happy family,
with a great big hug,
and a kiss from me to you,
won't you say you love me two

I love you, Barney
... I'm just a little bit ashamed of myself for posting this

japanese_jew
02-03-2007, 11:22 PM
You better believe it's freezing cold!
The South
Is only a home
The South
Is only a home

The South is Only a Home, The Fiery Furnaces

I really like them, but I've heard pretty mixed reviews. It's interesting, either you love them or you hate them, and nearly everyone hates them. Gallowsbird's Bark is nice though.

Jon
02-04-2007, 06:45 AM
............................

Here we are dear old friend
You and I drunk again
Laughs have been had and tears have been shed
Maybe the whiskey has gone to my head

But if I were gay, I would give you my heart
And if I were gay you'd be my work of art
If I were gay we would swim in romance
But I'm not gay so get your hand out of my pants :-)

Sums up my feelings for this thread.

By Steven Lynch 'If I were gay'

Xiph0
02-04-2007, 09:02 AM
If hip hop should die before I wake
I'll put an extended clip inside of my AK
Roll to every station, murder the DJ
Roll to every station, murder the DJ
...
The bigger the cap, the bigger the peelin'
Come through, something ill, missin' the ceilin'
What influenced my raps? Stick ups and killings
Kidnappings, project buildings, drug dealings
Criticize that, why is that?
Cuz Nas rap is compared to legitimized crap

Hip Hop Is Dead - Nas

Giovanni
02-04-2007, 10:28 AM
A long, long time ago...
I can still remember
How that music used to make me smile.
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And, maybe, theyd be happy for a while.

But february made me shiver
With every paper Id deliver.
Bad news on the doorstep;
I couldnt take one more step.

I cant remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride,
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died.

-American Pie, Don McLean.

japanese_jew
02-04-2007, 03:20 PM
Some people might like to get a train to work
Or drive in in a Beamer or a merc,
Some guys like to travel in by bus,
But I can't be bothered with the fuss today
I'm going to take my bike,
Coz once again the Tube's on strike.
The greedy bastards want extra pay
for sitting on their arse all day
even though they earn 30K .
So I'm standing here in the pouring rain,
Where the fuck's my fucking train?

London Underground
London Underground
They're all lazy fucking useless cunts
London Underground
London Underground
They're all greedy cunts I want to shoot them all with a rifle.

All they say is "Please mind the doors",
and they learned that on the two day course,
This job could be done by a four year old.
They just leave us freezing in the cold.
What you smell is what you get
Burger King and piss and sweat
You roast to death in the boiling heat,
With tourists treading on your feet
and chewing gum on every seat,
so don't tell me to "Mind the gap"
I want my fucking money back.

London Underground
London Underground
They're all lazy fucking useless cunts
London Underground
London Underground
They're all greedy cunts I want to shoot them all with a rifle
LaLaLaLa
LaLaLaLa

The floors are sticky and the seats are damp,
Every platform has a fucking tramp,
But the drivers get the day off when we're all late for work again,

London Underground
London Underground
WaWa Wankers , They're all Wankers ,
London Underground
London Underground

Take your Oystercard, and shove it up your arsehole.

"London Underground", Amateur Transplants

Cjonbloodletter
02-05-2007, 12:38 PM
I don't need no arms around me
I don't need no drugs to calm me
I Have seen the writing on the wall
Don't think I need anything at all
No don't think I need anything at all
All in all it was all just bricks in the wall
All in all you were all just bricks in the wall
Another Brick in the Wall, Pink Floyd, The Wall

Lady Almaren
02-06-2007, 07:51 PM
Breathe, breathe in the air
Don't be afraid to care
Leave but don't leave me
Look around and chose your own ground
For long you live and high you fly
And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry
And all you touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be
Run, run rabbit run
Dig that hole, forget the sun,
And when at last the work is done
Don't sit down it's time to dig another one
For long you live and high you fly
But only if you ride the tide
And balanced on the biggest wave
You race toward an early grave

Breathe by Pink Floyd

The Dark Monarch
02-06-2007, 08:26 PM
I've got you under my skin
Iv'e got you deep in the heart of me
So deep in my heart that your really a part of me
I've got you under my skin
I tried so...Not to give in
I said to myself, this afair will never go so well
But why should I try to resist when baby I know so well...
I've got you under my skin

I'd sacrifice anything come what might for the sake of having you near
In spite of a warning voice that comes in the night a repeats, repeats in my ear...

Don't you know little fool you never can win
Use your mentality, wake up to reality

But each time that I do, Just the thought of you , makes me stop before I begin
Cause I've got you..
Under my skin

I would sacrifice anything come what might for the sake of having you near
In spite of a warning voice that comes in the night and repeats, How it yells in my ear

Don't you know little fool
You never can win

Why not use your mentality
Step up
Wake up to reality

But each time that I do, Just the thought of you
Makes me stop just before I begin

Cause I've got you under my skin
Yes I've got you under my skin


Frank Sinatra

The most kick ass singer ever.

Cjonbloodletter
02-08-2007, 11:46 AM
We can dance if we want to
We can leave your friends behind
'Cause your friends don't dance and if they don't dance
Well they're no friends of mine
I say, we can go where we want to
A place where they will never find
And we can act like we come from out of this world
Leave the real one far behind
And we can dance

The Safety Dance, Men Without Hats

Aekiel
02-09-2007, 09:46 AM
Young man, there's no need to feel down.
I said, young man, pick yourself off the ground.
I said, young man, 'cause you're in a new town
There's no need to be unhappy.

Young man, there's a place you can go.
I said, young man, when you're short on your dough.
You can stay there, and I'm sure you will find
Many ways to have a good time.

It's fun to stay at the Y-M-C-A.
It's fun to stay at the Y-M-C-A.

I feel more than a little disturbed that I posted this.

By the way, is this just a thread to post random lyrics? Does it have a point?

Moriko
02-09-2007, 12:57 PM
I don't think you know my name
I think you'd leave me standin' in the rain
You're a pretty little girl, got a thing for me
But you cut me open and let me bleed

'Cause I've been lookin' at you with your long brown hair
Your pretty little feet sparklein' everywhere
Look so good when you come my way
But I have to look down when you talk to me
'Cause you're Dangerous, Dangerous, Dangerous and you don't even know it

Dangerous- Ghost of the Robot

DarthBill
02-09-2007, 09:42 PM
Steve walks warily down the street
With his brim pulled way down low
Ain't no sound but the sound of his feet
Machine guns ready to go

Are you ready hey are you ready for this?
Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?
Out of the doorway the bullets rip
To the sound of the beat yeah

Another One Bites the Dust, Queen

japanese_jew
02-10-2007, 12:22 AM
Hey, Jude, don't make it bad
Take a sad song and make it better
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better

Hey, Jude, don't be afraid
You were made to go out and get her
The minute you let her under your skin
Then you begin to make it better.

And any time you feel the pain, hey, Jude, refrain
Don't carry the world upon your shoulders
Well don't you know that its a fool who plays it cool
By making his world a little colder

Hey, Jude! Don't let her down
You have found her, now go and get her
Remember, to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better.

So let it out and let it in, hey, Jude, begin
You're waiting for someone to perform with
And don't you know that it's just you, hey, Jude,
You'll do, the movement you need is on your shoulder

Hey, Jude, don't make it bad
Take a sad song and make it better
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better

Hey Jude, The Beatles

Gullible
02-10-2007, 10:08 AM
A long, long time ago...
I can still remember
How that music used to make me smile.
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And, maybe, theyd be happy for a while.

But february made me shiver
With every paper Id deliver.
Bad news on the doorstep;
I couldnt take one more step.

I cant remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride,
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died.

-American Pie, Don McLean.

A long, long time ago
In a galaxy far away
Naboo was under an attack
And I thought me and Qui-Gon Jinn
Could talk the federation in
To maybe cutting them a little slack
But their response, it didn't thrill us
They locked the doors and tried to kill us
We escaped from that gas
Then met Jar Jar and Boss Nass
We took a bundle from the scene
And we went to Theed to see the Queen
We all wound up on Tatooine
That's where we found this boy

Oh
My my this here Anakin guy
May be Vader someday later
Now he's just a small fry
He left his home
And kissed his mommy goodbye
Sayin'
"Soon I'm gonna be a Jedi"
"Soon I'm gonna be a Jedi"

Did you know this junkyard slave
Isn't even old enough to shave
But he can use the Force, they say

Ahh, do you see him hitting on the queen
Though he's just nine and she's fourteen
Yeah, he's probably gonna marry her someday

Well, I know he built C-3PO
And I've heard how fast his pod can go
And we were broke, it's true
So we made a wager or two
He was a prepubescent flyin' ace
And the minute Jabba started off that race
Well, I knew who would win first place
Oh yes, it was our boy

We started singin'
My my this here Anakin guy
May be Vader someday later
Now he's just a small fry
And he left his home
And kissed his mommy goodbye
Sayin'
"Soon I'm gonna be a Jedi"
"Soon I'm gonna be a Jedi"

Now we finally got to Coruscant
The Jedi Council we knew would want
To see how good the boy could be
So we took him there and we told the tale
How his midi-chlorians were off the scale
And he might fulfill that prophecy
Oh the Council was impressed of course
Could he bring balance to the Force?
They interviewed the kid
All training they forbid
Because Yoda sensed in him much fear
And Qui-Gon said "Now listen here"
"Just stick it in your pointy ears"
"I still will teach this boy"

He was singin'
My my this here Anakin guy
May be Vader someday later
Now he's just a small fry
And he left his home
And kissed his mommy goodbye
Sayin'
"Soon I'm gonna be a Jedi"
"Soon I'm gonna be a Jedi"

We caught a ride back to Naboo
'Cause Queen Amidala wanted to
I frankly would've liked to stay
We all fought in that epic war
And it wasn't long at all before
Little hotshot flew his plane and saved the day
And in the end some Gungans died
Some ships blew up and some pilots fried
A lot of folks were croakin'
The battle droids were broken
And the Jedi I admire most
Met up with Darth Maul and now he's toast
Well, I'm still here and he's a ghost
I guess I'll train this boy

And I was singin'
My my this here Anakin guy
May be Vader someday later
Now he's just a small fry
And he left his home
And kissed his mommy goodbye
Sayin'
"Soon I'm gonna be a Jedi"
"Soon I'm gonna be a Jedi"

We were singin'
My my this here Anakin guy
May be Vader someday later
Now he's just a small fry
And he left his home
And kissed his mommy goodbye
Sayin' "Soon I'm gonna be a Jedi"

-The Saga begins-Wierd Al Yankovic

Giovanni
02-10-2007, 10:37 AM
I have that song on my ipod. It's ok. Not Al's best work, but not his worst either.

Recitar! Mentre preso dal delirio,
non so più quel che dico,
e quel che faccio!
Eppur è d'uopo, sforzati!
Bah! sei tu forse un uom?
Tu se' Pagliaccio!

Vesti la giubba,
e la faccia in farina.
La gente paga, e rider vuole qua.
E se Arlecchin t'invola Colombina,
ridi, Pagliaccio, e ognun applaudirà!
Tramuta in lazzi lo spasmo ed il pianto;
in una smorfia il singhiozzo il dolor, Ah!

Ridi, Pagliaccio,
sul tuo amore infranto!
Ridi del duol, che t'avvelena il cor!

-Vesti La Giubba, Ruggiero Leoncavallo

Or the English translation:

To recite! While taken with delirium,
I no longer know what it is that I say,
or what it is that I am doing!
And yet it is necessary, force yourself!
Bah! Can't you be a man?
You are the Clown!

Put on the costume,
and the face in white powder.
The people pay, and laugh when they please.
and if Harlequin invites away Colombina
laugh, Clown, and everyone will applaud!
Change into laughs the spasms of weeping;
into a grimace the tears of pain, Ah!

Laugh, Clown,
about your broken love!
Laugh of the pain, that poisons your heart!

I disagree with the translation on a couple of points, but on the whole it's a decent one.

Contempt
02-10-2007, 11:39 AM
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
this could be heaven or this could be hell
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...

Welcome to the hotel california
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the hotel california
Any time of year, you can find it here

Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget

So I called up the captain,
please bring me my wine
He said, we havent had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...

Welcome to the hotel california
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
They livin it up at the hotel california
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis

Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said we are all just prisoners here, of our own device
And in the masters chambers,
They gathered for the feast
The stab it with their steely knives,
But they just cant kill the beast

Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
relax, said the night man,
We are programmed to receive.
You can checkout any time you like,
But you can never leave!

Hotel California, The Eagles

japanese_jew
02-11-2007, 01:28 AM
Eagles are not for the win. Alternately, Vandals are.

Haji was a punk just like any other boy
And he never had no trouble till he started up his oi band
Safe in the garage or singing in the tub
Till Haji went too far and he plugged in at the pub

'Twas a cold Winter's eve when Trevor and his skins
Popped in for a pint and to nick a bag of crisps
Trevor liked the music but not the unity
He unwound Haji's turban and he knocked him to his knees

If God came down on Christmas Day
I know exactly what He'd say
He'd say "Oi to the punks and Oi to the skins
and Oi to the world and everybody wins!"

Haji was a bloody mess, he ran out through the crowd
He said "We will meet again we are bloody yet unbowed"
Trevor called his bluff and told him where to meet
Christmas day on the roof down at 20 Oxford street

If God came down on Christmas Day
I know exactly what He'd say
He'd say "Oi to the punks and Oi to the skins
and Oi to the world and everybody wins!"

On the roof with the nunchakus Trevor broke a lot of bones
But Haji had a sword like the guy in Indiana Jones

Police sirens wailing, a bloody dying man
Haji was alone and abandoned by his band
Trevor was there fading and still so full of hate
When the skins left him there and went down the fire escape
Oi! Oi!

But then Haji saw the north star shining more than ever
So he made a tourniquet from his turban saving Trevor
They rappelled down the roof with the rest of the turban
and went back to the pub where they bought each other bourbon

If God came down on Christmas Day
I know exactly what He'd say
He'd say "Oi to the punks and Oi to the skins
and Oi to the world and everybody wins!"

If God came down on Christmas Day
I know exactly what He'd say
He'd say "Oi to the punks and Oi to the skins
and Oi to the world and everybody wins!"
Oi! Oi!

Oi to the World, The Vandals (Excellently covered by No Doubt)

Don E. Delivery
02-17-2007, 12:39 AM
speaking on love and hate relations
I love to hate having wasted conversations
girl you, test my patience/ break my aspirations
too high expectations/ too blind accusations
and what compensation do we get from this?
two broken hearts and one slit wrist?
everytime you get pissed/ I get shit-faced
and this whole fucking game reverts to first base
why do we argue in the first place?
is it fate when we look eachother in the face
and/ keep the space instead of just embrace?
run this foot race to the fucking gun case
wondering who will end this thing first?
and everytime we fight the fights just get worst
and when we fight it hurts/ not during, but after
when we see the path past hate and look right past her
our life's not green pastures/ not, giggles and laughter
we're just two bastards flirting with disaster
and hereafter things more than likely won't change
cause if we exchanged ways would things be the same?
no, we'd be strange/ even to ourselves
two pictures on the shelf/ a missing notch on the belt
and each card we'd get delt would look like a joker
and we'd never win/ playing clotheless strip poker
naked and wounded/ bounded but boundless
screaming at ourselves but the words staying soundless
pounding the foundation in full blown frustration
implied implications with no explanations
everything indicating we'd be better off dating
someone with/ less reservations a better reputation
we know that breaking up is the final destination
taking ourselves out of this brainless situation
BUT STILL we keep waiting/ yelling and screaming
pinching each other to make sure we're not dreaming
and our dreams just get dimmer/ but together, still in em
devastation, havoc, carnage are ALL SYNONYMS
for what we have been/ what we will be
and no matter how long we look we still can't see
that together we're nothing/ but, seperate is odd
so instead of shaking heads I'ma stand here and nod
.... like, good morning my lovely cold-blooded vixen
would you like a taste of the poison I'm fixing?
of the carcass I'm kicking/ of the blood that's been trickling
lick, the hands of the clock that still won't stop ticking
eat, the fickle life that you know we've been living
eat the fruit from the tree because GOD HAS FORGIVEN ME
GOD YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME JUST/ LET ME LEAVE
keep the fruit, keep the tree/ FOR GOD SAKES TAKE EVE
and take me away/ cause I can't leave myself
and I can't regret every feeling that I've ever felt
every smell that I've smelt/ every taste of her body
every thing that we've been through/ every thing she embodies
every... dinner she's brought me/ every gift that's she got me
every beer that she's bought me/ every time that we've fought
see/ she knows I cannot be the man that she needs
because Eve's secret garden's got too many weeds
but i just cannot leave/ and I can't tell you how
she etched onto me and she's a part of me now
we make ourselves miserable/ I know it and she does
but it's just another part of the love between us

and every time i think of love i picture her face
but every time i face her i'm the picture of hate
but i can't picture myself loving somebody else
so again i stand here and wait... x2

I never meant to hurt you/ but I know I did
many times overboard/ we've been, sailors and kids
face it we failed as kids and, now as adults
we overlook our faults and weep at the results
and weeping results each time we speak
is the, hatred we spew blocking the love that we seek?
heh/ guess we're unique, two cowards hiding together
life's one big rainy day and we're too scared to face the weather
'cause we've never been apart though God knows we've tried
s'been years since I lost count of the times I've cried
s'been years since the last part of my broken heart died
even though I try not to let it show on the outside
you can see it in my stride/ in these, open lies
and I can see it everytime that I close my eyes
and I try to deny it but my mind knows better
telling my heart to tell her those two fucking letters
NO/ what will that help, we'll just end up hurting
face downcast and our eyes still burning
I've given up learning to deal with this
I know I'll never get used to, feeling this
we're, real and this is just a dream
we can't trade eachother/ we're on the same team
on this, balance beam/ praying not to fall
two kids in a dark room playing with rag dolls
ripping off the heads and bending back the legs
putting together the puzzle but missing all the pegs
and standing at the ledge/ looking straight down
beating ourselves up each moment our hearts pound
and the moment we found love we knew we were doomed
cause no matter how many crowd around it's an empty room
no matter how we sound it out/ we're still consumed
with reading things backwards/ this dyslexic cocoon
and we just can't break free no matter how hard we try
you can't run from me because I'll go where you hide
by your laws I abide and by your rules we both suffer
but we've been together too long to change one another
two broken lovers/ looking for a fix
two beaten dogs with the same bag of tricks
two black flags mixed making one large sheet
with various white letters spelling out defeat
and the love that we seek/ just can't be found
nothing's looking up and we won't look around
everyone's left town but WE'RE STILL HERE
two ghosts still running/ two hosts in a dungeon
and most of our cunning goes to decieving ourselves
like no/ that couldn't have been love I just felt
like no/ I couldn't let my frozen heart melt
I'm still cold and distant/ I don't need your help
so just run away, but don't go too far
cause every hole I hit helps me stay on par
and one day when you die I might still need your car
and though each night gets dim/ YOU'RE MY SHINING STAR
the one who worked hard to make me this wretched
took everything I had and kept on stretching
still doesn't listen to none of my lessons
answers every question by sighing and guessing
girl, you're my blessing/ without you I'm nothing
at least when together we're two halves of something
whether big or small/ terrible or great
still two lovebirds flying the winds of fate
still can't find the words to tell you my feelings
still staring past your face and up at the ceiling
no way I'm revealing my love for you
cause who's to say that you love me too?
we're just worn out shoes/ torn up and ragged
two dead bodies still waiting on the maggots
and I'm so fucking tired of being with you
that I don't have the strength to try something new

and every time i think of love i picture her face
but every time i face her i'm the picture of hate
but i can't picture myself loving somebody else
so again i stand here and wait... x2

Love and Hate - Averis

If you did happen to read that entire thing, it is a rap-based song that I DID write. So suck my awesome literary skills.
:cool:

The-Hyphenated-One
02-18-2007, 02:54 AM
Hello,
Is there anybody in there
Just nod if you can hear me
Is there anyone at home
Come on now
I hear you're feeling down
I can ease your pain
And get you on your feet again
Relax
I'll need some information first
Just the basic facts
Can you show me where it hurts

There is no pain, you are receding
A distant ship smoke on the horizon
You are only coming through in waves
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying
When I was a child I had a fever
My hands felt just like two balloons
Now I've got that feeling once again
I can't explain, you would not understand
This is not how I am
I have become comfortably numb

O.K.
Just a little pin prick
There'll be no more aaaaaaaah!
But you may feel a little sick
Can you stand up?
I do believe it's working, good
That'll keep you going through the show
Come on it's time to go.

There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship smoke on the horizon
You are only coming through in waves
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying
When I was a child
I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye
I turned to look but it was gone
I cannot put my finger on it now
The child is grown
The dream is gone
And I have become
Comfortably numb.

Comfortably Numb-Pink Floyd

EnigmaDecoder
02-23-2007, 02:41 PM
Falling James in the Tahoe mud
Stick around to tell us all the tale
Well he fell in love with a Gun Street girl
And now he's dancing in the Birmingham jail
Dancing in the Birmingham jail

He took a hundred dollars off a slaughterhouse Joe
Brought a brand new Michigan twenty-gauge
He got all liquored up on that road house corn
Blew a hole in the hood of a yellow Corvette
A hole in the hood of a yellow Corvette

He bought a second-hand Nova from a Cuban Chinese
And dyed his hair in the bathroom of a Texaco
With a pawnshop radio, quarter past four
He left Waukegan at the slamming of the door
Left Waukegan at the slamming of the door

I said John, John, he's long gone
Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home
I said John, John, he's long gone
Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home

He's sitting in a sycamore in St. John's wood
Soaking day-old bread in kerosene
Well he was blue as a robin's egg and brown as a hog
He's staying out of circulation 'til the dogs get tired
Out of circulation 'til the dogs get tired

Shadow fixed the toilet with an old trombone
He never get up in the morning on a Saturday
Sitting by the Erie with a bull-whipped dog
Telling everyone he saw, "They went that-a-way, boys"
Telling everyone he saw, "They went that-a-way"

Now the rain's like gravel on an old tin roof
And the Burlington Northern pulling out of the world
Now a head full of bourbon and a dream in the straw
And a Gun Street girl was the cause of it all
A Gun Street girl was the cause of it all

Well he's riding in the shadow by the St. Joe ridge
Hearing the click-clack tapping of a blind man's cane
He was pulling into Baker on a New Year's Eve
One eye on a pistol and the other on the door
One eye on a pistol and the other on the door

Miss Charlotte took her satchel down to King Fish Row
Smuggled in a brand new pair of alligator shoes
With her fireman's raincoat and her long yellow hair
Well they tied her to a tree with a skinny millionaire
They tied her to a tree with a skinny millionaire

I said John, John, he's long gone
Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home
I said John, John, he's long gone
Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home

Banging on the table with an old tin cup
Sing I'll never kiss a Gun Street girl again
Never kiss a Gun Street girl again
I'll never kiss a Gun Street girl again

I said John, John, he's long gone
Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home
I said John, John, he's long gone
Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home

Gun Street Girl
By Tom Waits

Azrael's Little Helper
02-23-2007, 07:32 PM
They came for him one winter's night.
Arrested, he was bound.
They said there'd been a robbery,
his pistol had been found.


They marched him to the station house,
he waited till the dawn.
And as they led him to the dock,
he knew that he'd been wronged.
"You stand accused of robbery,"
he heard the bailiff say.
He knew without an alibi,
tomorrow's light would mourn his freedom.


Over the hills and far away,
for ten long years he'll count the days.
Over the mountains and the seas,
a prisoner's life for him there'll be.


He knew that it would cost him dear,
but yet he dare not say.
Just where he'd been that fateful night,
a secret it must stay.
He had to fight back tears of rage.
His heart beat like a drum.
For with the wife of his best friend,
he spent his final night of freedom.


Over the hills and far away,
he swears he will return one day.
Far from the mountains and the seas,
back in her arms again he'll be.
Over the hills and far away.


Over the hills and,
over the hills and,
over the hills and far away.


Each night within his prison cell,
he looks out through the bars.
He reads the letters that she wrote.
One day he'll know the taste of freedom.


Over the hills and far away,
she prays he will return one day.
As sure as the rivers reach the seas,
back in his arms again she'll be.


Over the hills and far away,
he swears he will return one day.
As sure as the river reach the seas,
back in his arms is where she'll be.


Over the hills and far away,
she prays he will return one day.
As sure as the rivers reach the sea,
back in her arms is where he'll be.


Over the hills,
over the hills and far away.


Over the hills,
over the hills and far away.

Over the Hills and Far Away
By Gary Moore