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Just one more to get this show on the road.

 

Rammstein - Engel

 

Wer zu Lebzeit gut auf Erden

wird nach dem Tod ein Engel werden

den Blick gen Himmel fragst du dann

warum man sie nicht sehen kann

 

Erst wenn die Wolken schlafengehn

kann man uns am Himmel sehn

wir haben Angst und sind allein

 

Gott weiss ich will kein Engel sein

 

Sie leben hinterm Sonnenschein

getrennt von uns unendlich weit

sie mussen sich an Sterne krallen (ganz fest)

damit sie nicht vom Himmel fallen

 

Erst wenn die Wolken schlafengehn

kann man uns am Himmel sehn

wir haben Angst und sind allein

 

Gott weiss ich will kein Engel sein

 

Erst wenn die Wolken schlafengehn

kann man uns am Himmel sehn

wir haben Angst und sind allein

 

Gott weiss ich will kein Engel sein

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Kill the Dog Next Door - Arrogant Worms

 

I once was a happy man

Of sound and stable mind

Then my neighbour got a dog

He put a ribbon on its head

To make it cute

But it still looked like

A Chihuahua

 

He had me over

To watch it sit and beg

It bit my knee

And made love to my leg

Now it barks all the night

And all of the day

Whenever it's not peeing on my lawn

 

I didn't get to sleep last night

Till very late

The stupid dog barked

And grred

I got up late

And ran to catch the bus

But I slipped on a turd

 

I was certain

It wasn't one of mine

That that dog

Had crossed over the line

I wanted to exterminate

It and all its kind

From my lovely little suburb

 

I'm gonna kill the dog next door

Ain't gonna bark anymore

'Cause this is judgment day

The little runt has got to pay

No more turds on my lawn

That stupid mutt will soon be gone

I'm gonna kill kill kill

Kill kill kill kill that dog

 

I see the little monster

In my garden

So I grab an axe and off I go

And I try my best to get it

All I do is sever my big toe

My neighbour comes

Outside to calm me

He says his dog and me

Should just be friends

He puts his little pet

In my forgiving hands

 

THEN it starts to bite

So I strangle it with all my might

Oh oh oh oh ohhhhh

 

I'm gonna kill the dog next door

Ain't gonna bark anymore

'Cause this is judgment day

The little runt has got to pay

No more turds on my lawn

That stupid mutt will soon be gone

I'm gonna kill kill kill

Kill kill kill kill that dog

 

Now the stupid mutt's

In doggie heaven

I strangled it to death

And now I'm free

But my trouble ain't

Quite over

My neighbour called

The cops on me

I end up at

The police station

Where I am told

That I must pay

A three hundred

Dollar fine

 

(*long pause*)

 

WOW!!

What a good value!

I think I'll kill my neighbour too!

Oh oh oh oh ohhhhh!

 

I'm gonna kill the guy next door

Won't call the cops anymore

I never liked him anyway

Three hundred isn't much to pay!

There are turds on my lawn

They must be his, his dog is gone

I'm gonna kill kill kill kill kill kill kill

Kill kill kill kill kill kill

Kill kill kill kill kill that guy

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I'd post F*ck, I'm Dead-lyrics, but then my sorry ass would get banned. :ninja:

kirottu said:
I was raised by polar bears. I had to fight against blood thirsty wolves and rabid penguins to get my food. Those who were too weak to survive were sent to Sweden.

 

It has made me the man I am today. A man who craves furry hentai.

So let us go and embrace the rustling smells of unseen worlds

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Hehe... :ninja:

 

The first time I heard this song I laughed so hard. :D

 

I'm an As*hole by Dennis Leary

 

(talking)

Folks

I'd like to sing a song about the American Dream

About me

About you

About the way our American hearts beat way down in the bottoms of our chests

About that special feeling we get in the c0ckles of our hearts

Or maybe below the c0ckles

Maybe in the sub-c0ckle area

Maybe in the liver

Maybe in the kidneys

Maybe even in the colon

We don't know

 

(sings)

I'm just a regular joe

With a regular job

I'm your average white

Suburbanite slob

I like football, and porno, and books about war

I've got an average house

With a nice hardwood floor

My wife, and my job

My kids, and my car

My feet on the table

And a Cuban cigar

But sometimes that just ain't enough

To keep a man like me interested

Oh no, no way, uh uhh

No, I gotta go out and have fun

At someone else's expense

Oh yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah

 

I drive really slow

In the ultra-fast lane

While people behind me are going insane

 

I'm an as*hole

(he's an a**hole, what an a**hole)

I'm an a**hole

(he's an a**hole, such an a**hole)

 

I use public toilets

And I p1ss on the seat

I walk around in the summer time sayin', "How about this heat?"

 

I'm an a**hole

(he's an a**hole, what an a**hole)

I'm an a**hole

(he's the worlds biggest a**hole)

 

Sometimes I park in the handicapped spaces

While handicapped people

Make handicapped faces

 

I'm an a**hole

(he's an a**hole, what an a**hole)

I'm an a**hole

(he's a real f*cking a**hole)

 

Maybe I shouldn't be singin' this song

Ranting and raving and carrying on

Maybe they're right when they tell me I'm wrong...

...

NAAAHHHHH!

 

I'm an a**hole

(he's an a**hole, what an a**hole)

I'm an a**hole

(he's the world's biggest a**hole)

 

(talks)

You know what I'm gonna do?

I'm gonna get myself a 1967 Cadilac El Dorado Convertable

Hot pink!

With whale skin hub caps

An all leather cow interior

And big brown baby seal eyes for headlights

YEAH!

And I'm gonna drive around in that baby

At 115 miles per hour

Getting one mile per gallon

Sucking down Quarter Pounder cheeseburgers from McDonalds in the old-fashioned non-biodegradable Styrofoam containers

And when I'm done sucking down those grease-ball burgers

I'm gonna wipe my mouth with the American flag

And then I'm gonna toss the Styrofoam containers right out the side

And there ain't a Godd**n thing anybody can do about it

You know why?

'Cause we got the bombs, that's why!

Two words: Nuclear F*ckin' Weapons

Okay!?

Russia, Germany, Romania

They can have all the Democracy they want

They can have a big Democracy cake walk

Right through the middle of Tienemen Square

And it won't make a lick of difference

Because we got the bombs

Okay!?

John Wayne's not dead

He's frozen!

And as soon as we find a cure for cancer We're gonna thaw out "The Duke"

And he's gonna be pretty pissed off

You know why?

Have you ever taken a cold shower?

Well, multiply that by 15 million times

That's how pissed off "The Duke"'s gonna be

I'm gonna get "The Duke"

And John Cassavetes

And Lee Marvin

And Sam Peckinpah

And a case of whiskey

And drive down to Texas

And-

(Hey, Hey! You know you really are an a**hole)

Why don't you just shut-up and sing the song, pal?

 

(sings)

I'm an a**hole

(he's an a**hole, what an a**hole)

I'm an a**hole

(he's the worlds biggest a**hole)

 

A - SS - HO - LE!

Everybody!!

A - SS - HO - LE!

 

*dog barking noises*

 

I'm an a**hole and proud of it!

 

(apparently these boards edit out the word "c*ck" so that's why I used zeros for the word *c0ckle)

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Working Class Hero - John Lennon

 

As soon as you're born they make you feel small

By giving you no time instead of it all

Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all

A working class hero is something to be

 

They hurt you at home and they hit you at school

They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool

Till you're so f**king crazy you can't follow their rules

A working class hero is something to be

 

When they've tortured and scared you for twenty-odd years

Then they expect you to pick a career

When you can't really function you're so full of fear

A working class hero is something to be

 

Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV

And you think you're so clever and classless and free

But you're still f**king peasants as far as I can see

A working class hero is something to be

 

There's room at the top they're telling you still

But first you must learn how to smile as you kill

If you want to be like the folks on the hill

A working class hero is something to be

If you want to be a hero well just follow me

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Heheh. Props to those who know what this song is about...

 

Roses Are Red, Violets are Blue...(If it's in quotations, it's spoken, if not, it's sung kay?)

 

 

"Oh you know what? You could b*tch about anything couldn't you?

We're gonna get a tank and your worried about chicks, what chicks are we gonna pick up man?

And secondly how are we gonna pick up chicks in a car that looks like that?"...

*Guitar*

"Do you ever wonder why we're here?"...

*Guitar*

"It's one of life's great mysteries isn't it?"...

*Guitar*

"I don't know man.. it keeps me up at night"...

*Guitar*

Roses are red, Violets are blue, one day we'll cruise down the Dutch avenue, it's red vs red and blue vs blue, guy against guy and me against you...

"I like it, got a ring to it"

Violets are blue, roses are red, livin' like this we're already dead...

"What is that music?".

*Guitar*

"I'm going for the jeep, cover me"

Hop in my car it don't have any room..

"Shotgun!", "Shotgu- f*ck"...

It's just like a cat, it lands on all fours..

"I think it looks more like a puma"...

My cars like a puma it drives on all...

"One, two, ready? Three."

*Explosion*

"Son of a b*tch!",

"Son of a b*tch!",

"Son of a b*tch!", "This doesn't seem physically possible!",

"Holy f*ck, you team killing f*cktard!",

"Oh you backstabbing c*ckbite!",

"Is this guy a retard?",

"That doesn't seem physically possible"...

*guitar*

Red versus red! Blue versus blue!...

"Stop the billy talk you two.",

*Fading Guitar*

"I could blow up the whole goddamn world with this thing..."

 

 

It's hilarious!

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Seriously, only like, three people can touch my body

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Mr. President, the entire country laughs at you on a daily basis already, there is no reason to give them more reasons to do so.

Oh, yeah? You got a stupid face son. It's just plain stupid. Even stupid calls it stupids. I'm going to play Civilization now...

 

Oh and at least N.W.A. didnt marry that Yoko Uno, or ching chang chung, Uno, I win, uno!

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Mr. President, the entire country laughs at you on a daily basis already, there is no reason to give them more reasons to do so.

Oh, yeah? You got a stupid face son. It's just plain stupid. Even stupid calls it stupids. I'm going to play Civilization now...

 

Oh and at least N.W.A. didnt marry that Yoko Uno, or ching chang chung, Uno, I win, uno!

 

 

I had you figgered all wrong Mister Pres'dent.

 

You are indeed the best man for the job of ruling this fine country!

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:: Grapes Of Wrath : Backwards Town

 

Outside the sun come beating down

we're going back to the town

in letters and memories

and then a pleasant town

The pain when you still lived there

and I couldn't wait

for you to get away

my heart's being pulled around

in a backward town so far away

My old school is getting drunk on the town

don't think they'll ever get out

go home just to realize

why I had to get out

The pain when you still lived there

and I couldn't wait

for you to get away

my heart's being pulled around

in a backward town so far away

so far away

Up, down in the backward town

up, down in the backward town

up, down in the backward town

up, down in the backward town

The pain when you still lived there

and I couldn't wait

for you to get away

my heart's being pulled around

in a backward town so far away

The pain when you still live there

and I couldn't wait

for you to get away

 

repeat

 

And I can't forget my favorite Posies song, Golden Blunders

 

Golden blunders come in pairs, they're very unaware

What they know is what they've seen

Education wasn't fun, but now that school is done

Higher learning's just begun

(Chorus)

You're gonna watch what you say for a long time

You're gonna suffer the guilt forever

You're gonna get in the way at the wrong time

You're gonna mess up things you thought you would never

Disappointment breeds contempt, it make you feel inept

Never thought you'd feel alone (at home)

His and hers forever more, throw your freedom out of the door

Before you find out what it's for

(Chorus)

Four weeks seemed like a long time then - but nine months is longer now

But even if you never speak again - you've already made the wedding vow

(Chorus)

Honeymoons will never start, bonds will blow apart

Just as fast as they were made

Men and women please beware : don't pretend you care

Nothing lasts when nothing's there

(Repeat Chorus

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Play nice with one another. Be respectful of the president, Servant. Be respect of your citizens, Mr. President.

 

I'm going to leave all the lyrics as is for the time being, although I might, after careful consideration, edit out the more egregious lyrics as I have time to actaully wade through all of them. Having listened to a lot of NWA as a youngster (I had a friend who listened to nothing but Rap) I can't help but think I might have to remove that one. Still, I'll read through everything and leave it alone unless my discretion and the guidelines lead me to action. Having looked over everything at a glance, nothing warrants a formal warning, even the Caligulaesque song mixing sex and food, although I might move that one to uncharted territories. It's just weird, at any rate.

 

Okay, here's my contribution.

 

Pink Floyd

 

The Gunner's Dream (Waters)

 

Floating down through the clouds

Memories come rushing up to meet me now.

In the space between the heavens

and in the corner of some foreign field

I had a dream.

I had a dream.

Good-bye Max.

Good-bye Ma.

After the service when you're walking slowly to the car

And the silver in her hair shines in the cold November air

You hear the tolling bell

And touch the silk in your lapel

And as the tear drops rise to meet the comfort of the band

You take her frail hand

And hold on to the dream.

A place to stay

"Oi! A real one ..."

Enough to eat

Somewhere old heroes shuffle safely down the street

Where you can speak out loud

About your doubts and fears

And what's more no-one ever disappears

You never hear their standard issue kicking in your door.

You can relax on both sides of the tracks

And maniacs don't blow holes in bandsmen by remote control

And everyone has recourse to the law

And no-one kills the children anymore.

And no one kills the children anymore.

 

Night after night

Going round and round my brain

His dream is driving me insane.

In the corner of some foreign field

The gunner sleeps tonight.

What's done is done.

We cannot just write off his final scene.

Take heed of his dream.

Take heed.

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Ah, what the hell. one more. :(

 

Train - Drops of Jupiter

 

Now that she's back in the atmosphere

With drops of Jupiter in her hair, hey, hey

She acts like summer and walks like rain

Reminds me that there's time to change, hey, hey

Since the return from her stay on the moon

She listens like spring and she talks like June, hey, hey

 

Tell me did you sail across the sun

Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all faded

And that heaven is overrated

 

Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star

One without a permanent scar

And did you miss me while you were looking at yourself out there

 

Now that she's back from that soul vacation

Tracing her way through the constellation, hey, hey

She checks out Mozart while she does tae-bo

Reminds me that there's time to grow, hey, hey

 

Now that she's back in the atmosphere

I'm afraid that she might think of me as plain ol' Jane

Told a story about a man who is too afraid to fly so he never did land

 

Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet

Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day

And head back to the Milky Way

And tell me, did Venus blow your mind

Was it everything you wanted to find

And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there

 

Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken

Your best friend always sticking up for you even when I know you're wrong

Can you imagine no first dance, freeze dried romance five-hour phone conversation

The best soy latte that you ever had . . . and me

 

Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet

Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day

And head back toward the Milky Way

 

Tell me did you sail across the sun

Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all faded

And that heaven is overrated

 

Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star

One without a permanent scar

And did you miss me while you were looking at yourself out there

Hawk! Eggplant! AWAKEN!

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I never realized what bad taste in music most gamers have.

People laugh when I say that I think a jellyfish is one of the most beautiful things in the world. What they don't understand is, I mean a jellyfish with long, blond hair.

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I never realized what bad taste in music most gamers have.

 

 

Heh.

Lou Gutman, P.I.- It's like I'm not even trying anymore!
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One billion b-balls dribbling simultaneously throughout the galaxy. One trillion b-balls being slam dunked through a hoop throughout the galaxy. I can feel every single b-ball that has ever existed at my fingertips. I can feel their collective knowledge channeling through my viens. Every jumpshot, every rebound and three-pointer, every layup, dunk, and free throw. I am there.

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You're right, Meatloaf is much better...

 

I don't need to insert the "rolls eyes" face here, do I?

Lou Gutman, P.I.- It's like I'm not even trying anymore!
http://theatomicdanger.iforumer.com/index....theatomicdanger

One billion b-balls dribbling simultaneously throughout the galaxy. One trillion b-balls being slam dunked through a hoop throughout the galaxy. I can feel every single b-ball that has ever existed at my fingertips. I can feel their collective knowledge channeling through my viens. Every jumpshot, every rebound and three-pointer, every layup, dunk, and free throw. I am there.

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I, of course, didn't mean everybody, just almost everyone who posted so far.

 

Anyway heres one of my favorites:

 

Panic on the streets of London

Panic on the streets of Birmingham

I wonder to myself

Could life ever be sane again ?

The Leeds side-streets that you slip down

I wonder to myself

Hopes may rise on the Grasmere

But Honey Pie, you're not safe here

So you run down

To the safety of the town

But there's Panic on the streets of Carlisle

Dublin, Dundee, Humberside

I wonder to myself

 

Burn down the disco

Hang the blessed DJ

Because the music that they constantly play

IT SAYS NOTHING TO ME ABOUT MY LIFE

Hang the blessed DJ

Because the music they constantly play

 

 

On the Leeds side-streets that you slip down

Provincial towns you jog 'round

Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ

Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ

HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ

HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ

HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ

Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ

HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ

HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ

Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ

HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ

HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ

Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ

HANG THE DJ

People laugh when I say that I think a jellyfish is one of the most beautiful things in the world. What they don't understand is, I mean a jellyfish with long, blond hair.

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