Petay Posted August 18, 2005 Share Posted August 18, 2005 Natural evolution of Emoticonia-family, of course. <{POST_SNAPBACK}> Ah, [in Mr. Burns-style voice] 'Excellent, where may they be found?'. On-topic: I would post some lyrics of my favourite songs apart from for two reasons: 1. I have too many favourite songs to pick an absolute favourite 2. Most of my songs are either too rock for me to depict words, or too hip-hop gangsta speak to write :"> Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cantousent Posted August 18, 2005 Share Posted August 18, 2005 Okay, break it up! Enough of yer shinanegans! It's time fer the lot o' ya to go about yer business. Anyhow, as much of a pain as this thread is, I'd like to keep it open. Post a lyric. Here, I'll post one in honor of me good friend, Fionavar: PUFF THE MAGIC DRAGON *snip* nefarious drug paean in disguise *snip* <{POST_SNAPBACK}> Whoa! Hold on there, sir! Are you aware of the fact that said song was in fact banned in 1964 due to its highly obvious pro-drug stance? Im afraid I will have no choice but to issue a warning, this kind of highly imoral behaviour does not belong on our fine boards. And in the name of our own reverend Fionavar? Shame on you! <{POST_SNAPBACK}> I might have heard that a time or two. :D Fionavar's Holliday Wishes to all members of our online community: Happy Holidays Join the revelry at the Obsidian Plays channel:Obsidian Plays Remembering tarna, Phosphor, Metadigital, and Visceris. Drink mead heartily in the halls of Valhalla, my friends! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
thepixiesrock Posted August 18, 2005 Share Posted August 18, 2005 Frank Black - Two Spaces This gravity Is feeling like a tether I want to want to be So high above the weather All frequency around, 'round, 'round, 'round Without a sound And theres today And theres two spaces And too many places Not to go to This big old sea Is feeling like a pleasure I look cautiously At all the falling treasure With some frequency It comes down Without a sound And theres today And theres two spaces And too many places Not to go to Lou Gutman, P.I.- It's like I'm not even trying anymore!http://theatomicdanger.iforumer.com/index....theatomicdangerOne 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. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cantousent Posted August 19, 2005 Share Posted August 19, 2005 Well, it's definitely a story, that's for sure. I didn't delete it. I set it on invisible for the time being. It actually tells a story, though. Maybe Authority can come in and give us a thought. Anyhow, invisible for right now. Weird but compelling lyrics. Fionavar's Holliday Wishes to all members of our online community: Happy Holidays Join the revelry at the Obsidian Plays channel:Obsidian Plays Remembering tarna, Phosphor, Metadigital, and Visceris. Drink mead heartily in the halls of Valhalla, my friends! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
EnderAndrew Posted August 19, 2005 Share Posted August 19, 2005 Okay, break it up! Enough of yer shinanegans! It's time fer the lot o' ya to go about yer business. Anyhow, as much of a pain as this thread is, I'd like to keep it open. Post a lyric. Here, I'll post one in honor of me good friend, Fionavar: PUFF THE MAGIC DRAGON *snip* nefarious drug paean in disguise *snip* <{POST_SNAPBACK}> Whoa! Hold on there, sir! Are you aware of the fact that said song was in fact banned in 1964 due to its highly obvious pro-drug stance? Im afraid I will have no choice but to issue a warning, this kind of highly imoral behaviour does not belong on our fine boards. And in the name of our own reverend Fionavar? Shame on you! <{POST_SNAPBACK}> Quite true. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
metadigital Posted August 19, 2005 Share Posted August 19, 2005 Jesus was a Terrorist. Jesus was a terrorist Enemy of the state That's what the Romans labeled him So he was put to death He died for his beliefs What's changed today? Today bible-thumping cannibals Reap money from his name Buy cable networks & power With old ladies' checks If Jesus saw Pat Robertson What do you think he'd say? Tax free then re-write our laws And sick 'em on you Women don't control their bodies TV preachers do Censor everything from bathing suits To science books From the schoolroom to the bedroom They want our thoughts - or else They treat us like the Romans Used to treat the Christians Even some church-going folks are scared Modern catacombs of fear Built with money, power, and threats Rock 'n Roll is labeled porn Sell a record, you're under arrest Instead of fighting AIDS They try to stop us having sex They brag that they won't quit Till they take dominion over our lives Is freedom of speech such a terrorist act Is spiritual peace such a satanic threat Believe what you want But we'll fight to keep Our heads from being cemented in your sand <{POST_SNAPBACK}> That's good. OBSCVRVM PER OBSCVRIVS ET IGNOTVM PER IGNOTIVS OPVS ARTIFICEM PROBAT Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
WinterSun Posted August 19, 2005 Share Posted August 19, 2005 This one goes out to the Norsemen! Manowar-Thor(the powerhead) Black Clouds On The Horizon Great Thunder And Burning Rain His Chariot Pounding I Heard The Heavens Scream His Name I Watched As He Shouted To The Giants Who Died That Day He Held Up His Hammer High And Called To Odin For A Sign Thor The Mighty Thor The Brave Crush The Infidels In Your Way By Your Hammer Let None Be Saved Live To Die On That Final Day Gods Monsters And Men Will Die Together In The End God Of Thunder God Of Rain Earth Shaker Who Feels No Pain The Powerhead Of The Universe Now Send Your Never Ending Curse I Watched As He Shouted To The Giants Who Died That Day He Held Up His Hammer High And Called To Odin For A Sign Thor The Mighty Thor The Brave Crush The Infidels In Your Way By Your Hammer Let None Be Saved Live To Die On That Final Day Gods Monsters And Men Will Die Together In The End Swing Your Hammer To Crack The Sky Lift Your Cape So That You Might Fly Back To Odin And The Gods On High And Leave The Mortal World Thor The Mighty Thor The Brave Crush The Infidels In Your Way By Your Hammer Let None Be Saved Live To Die On That Final Day Gods Monsters And Men Will Die Together In The End Odin master of my domain Pedicabo ego vos et irrumabo. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gromnir Posted August 19, 2005 Share Posted August 19, 2005 This one goes out to the Norsemen! Manowar-Thor(the powerhead) Black Clouds On The Horizon Great Thunder And Burning Rain His Chariot Pounding I Heard The Heavens Scream His Name I Watched As He Shouted To The Giants Who Died That Day He Held Up His Hammer High And Called To Odin For A Sign Thor The Mighty Thor The Brave Crush The Infidels In Your Way By Your Hammer Let None Be Saved Live To Die On That Final Day Gods Monsters And Men Will Die Together In The End God Of Thunder God Of Rain Earth Shaker Who Feels No Pain The Powerhead Of The Universe Now Send Your Never Ending Curse I Watched As He Shouted To The Giants Who Died That Day He Held Up His Hammer High And Called To Odin For A Sign Thor The Mighty Thor The Brave Crush The Infidels In Your Way By Your Hammer Let None Be Saved Live To Die On That Final Day Gods Monsters And Men Will Die Together In The End Swing Your Hammer To Crack The Sky Lift Your Cape So That You Might Fly Back To Odin And The Gods On High And Leave The Mortal World Thor The Mighty Thor The Brave Crush The Infidels In Your Way By Your Hammer Let None Be Saved Live To Die On That Final Day Gods Monsters And Men Will Die Together In The End Odin <{POST_SNAPBACK}> for the norsemen, we would much prefer led zeppelin's immigrant song... am showing our age again. *sigh* HA! Good Fun! "If there be time to expose through discussion the falsehood and fallacies, to avert the evil by the processes of education, the remedy to be applied is more speech, not enforced silence."Justice Louis Brandeis, Concurring, Whitney v. California, 274 U.S. 357 (1927) "Im indifferent to almost any murder as long as it doesn't affect me or mine."--Gfted1 (September 30, 2019) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
metadigital Posted August 19, 2005 Share Posted August 19, 2005 Watch more tv. OBSCVRVM PER OBSCVRIVS ET IGNOTVM PER IGNOTIVS OPVS ARTIFICEM PROBAT Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
LoneWolf16 Posted August 20, 2005 Share Posted August 20, 2005 A Perfect Circle "Thinking Of You" Lying all alone and restless unable to lose this image sleepless, unable to focus on anything but your surrender Tugging a rhythm to the vision that's in my head Tugging a beat to the sight of you lying So delighted with a new understanding Something about a little evil that makes that Unmistakable noise I was hearing Unmistakable sound that I know so well Spent and sighing with that look in your eye Spent and sweating with a look on your face like Sweet revelation sweet surrender sweet, sweet surrender Surrender... Tugging a rhythm to the vision that's in my head Tugging a beat to the sight of you lying So delighted with a new understanding Something about a little evil that makes that Unmistakable noise I was hearing Unmistakable sound that I know so well Spent and sighing with that look in your eye Spent and sweating with a look on your face like Sweet revelation sweet surrendering Sweet revelation sweet Thinking of you, thinking Thinking of you, Thinking of you, Thinking of you, thinking... Sweet revelation sweet surrendering Sweet revelation I had thought that some of nature's journeymen had made men and not made them well, for they imitated humanity so abominably. - Book of Counted Sorrows 'Cause I won't know the man that kills me and I don't know these men I kill but we all wind up on the same side 'cause ain't none of us doin' god's will. - Everlast Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cantousent Posted August 20, 2005 Share Posted August 20, 2005 Okay, deleted the psychotic murderer post, although I did find it oddly compelling as a story. Here's a song I heard just about twenty minutes ago. It took me back to Korea sometime during 1988. Cherry blossoms and pretty Korean girls... Every Rose Has Its Thorn By Poison, from the CD: Open Up And Say... Ahh! We both lie silently still In the dead of the night Although we both lie close together We feel miles apart in side Was it something I said Or something I did Did my words not come out right? Though I tried not to hurt you Though I tried But I guess that's why the say Every rose has its thorn Just like every night has its dawn Just like very cowboy sings a sad, sad song Every rose has its thorn, yeah it does I list to our favorite song on the radio Hear the DJ say love's a game of easy come... and easy go But I wonder does he know? Has he ever felt like this? And I know that you'd be here right now If I could've let you known somehow Every rose has its thorn Just like every night has its dawn Just like very cowboy sings a sad, sad song Every rose has its thorn Though it's been a while now I can still feel so much pain Like the knife it cuts you, the wound heals But the scar.. that scar remains I know I could've saved our love that night If I'd known what to say Instead of making love... we both made our separate ways And now I hear you found somebody new And that I never meant that much to you To hear that tears me up inside And to see you cuts me like a knife I guess every rose has its thorn Just like every night has its dawn Just like every cowboy sings a sad, sad song Every rose has its thorn Wow, am I so different now? Fionavar's Holliday Wishes to all members of our online community: Happy Holidays Join the revelry at the Obsidian Plays channel:Obsidian Plays Remembering tarna, Phosphor, Metadigital, and Visceris. Drink mead heartily in the halls of Valhalla, my friends! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dark Moth Posted August 20, 2005 Share Posted August 20, 2005 Dying Fetus-Pissing In The Mainstream The media is a tool designed to mold us into slaves Drugging us into an empty, apathetic daze. The trick is that we think that everything is going fine But the truth to our reality lies buried in the mind I don't give a **** about the Hollywood elite; I don't really care if models can't ****ing eat. I don't give a **** a **** about which movie is on top. But what I really know is that the **** has got to stop. Consumer appetites are never satisfied in full, ?cause the objects that they buy can simply never fill the void. A constant need for meaning, and accumulating ****, drives the lust in their obsession just to get another fix. I don't give a **** about the TV ratings game, The Real World is not a party, just a place for the insane. If that reflects reality, then pass another drink You try to be a millionaire, I'll vomit in the sink. What the **** is left to try, on an avaricious nation on an economic high? If Rome could last 500 years, who then will throw the wrench inside our gears? The bottom line is money on the Western power scene, where celebrities and porn can let the population dream. They're pathetic human living in an advertising glut, who devour with a passion what the mainstream vomits up <{POST_SNAPBACK}> Some people really need to get a girlfriend. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Draken Posted August 20, 2005 Share Posted August 20, 2005 Some people really need to get a girlfriend. <{POST_SNAPBACK}> Quit insulting me! Seriously, only like, three people can touch my body Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
EnderAndrew Posted August 20, 2005 Share Posted August 20, 2005 A Perfect Circle "Thinking Of You" <{POST_SNAPBACK}> I *love* Tool and APC lyrics. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shryke Posted August 20, 2005 Share Posted August 20, 2005 A Perfect Circle "Thinking Of You" <{POST_SNAPBACK}> I *love* Tool and APC lyrics. <{POST_SNAPBACK}> w00t! <3 for Ender!! ahem... moving along now... A Perfect Circle - Judith You're such an inspiration for the ways That I'll never ever choose to be Oh so many ways for me to show you How the savior has abandoned you **** your God Your Lord and your Christ He did this Took all you had and Left you this way Still you pray, you never stray Never taste of the fruit You never thought to question why It's not like you killed someone It's not like you drove a hateful spear into his side Praise the one who left you Broken down and paralyzed He did it all for you He did it all for you Oh so many many ways for me to show you How your dogma has abandoned you Pray to your Christ, to your god Never taste of the fruit Never stray, never break Never---choke on a lie Even though he's the one who did this to you You never thought to question why Not like you killed someone It's Not like you drove a spiteful spear into his side Talk to Jesus Christ As if he knows the reasons why He did it all for you Did it all for you He did it all for you.. me wub Maynard when your mind works against you - fight back with substance abuse! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Reveilled Posted August 20, 2005 Share Posted August 20, 2005 The Drugs Don't Work - The Verve All this talk of getting old It's getting me down my love Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown This time I'm comin' down And I hope you're thinking of me As you lay down on your side Now the drugs don't work They just make you worse But I know I'll see your face again Now the drugs don't work They just make you worse But I know I'll see your face again But I know I'm on a losing streak 'Cause I passed down my old street And if you wanna show, then just let me know And I'll sing in your ear again Now the drugs don't work They just make you worse But I know I'll see your face again 'Cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, I'm coming, too Just like you said, you leave my life, I'm better off dead All this talk of getting old It's getting me down my love Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown This time I'm comin' down Now the drugs don't work They just make you worse But I know I'll see your face again 'Cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, I'm coming, too Just like you said, you leave my life, I'm better off dead But if you wanna show, just let me know And I'll sing in your ear again Now the drugs don't work They just make you worse But I know I'll see your face again Yeah, I know I'll see your face again Yeah, I know I'll see your face again Yeah, I know I'll see your face again Yeah, I know I'll see your face again I'm never going down, I'm never coming down No more, no more, no more, no more, no more I'm never coming down, I'm never going down No more, no more, no more, no more, no more Hawk! Eggplant! AWAKEN! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kirottu Posted August 20, 2005 Author Share Posted August 20, 2005 Where Dead Angels Lie - Dissection In the dawn an angel was dancing sorrounded by an aura of light But in the shadows something was watching and with patience awaiting the night Angel whispers: "Mournful night, attractive night, your dark beauty obsesses me" An angel bewitched by the shadows Seduced by the whispering lies A spell was cast an the sky turned red The angel's heart froze to ice The blackness that falls is coming to stay Under the snow lies angels so cold Dusk has passed and a cold morning breeze, is sweeping all over the plain, On the ground lies an angel with skin so pale, On her face an image of pain, Snow is now falling to the frozen ground, The angel is covered by white, Frost is spreading across the plain, to welcome the eternal night. The dress is white with crystals of ice and frozen roses so red Roses of blood from an innocent soul On the plain lies an angel dead A spell was cast an the sky turned red The angel's heart froze to ice In the gloomy sky black clouds were gathering The silence was broken by cries A spell was cast an the sky turned red The angel's heart froze to ice In the gloomy sky - The silence where dead angels lie Touch the snow...Caress the lifeless sculptures Die!!! The blackness that falls is coming to stay, Under the snow lies angels so cold, Yet with each crystal of frost that is falling, another story is told, A spell was cast an the sky turned red, The angel's heart froze to ice, In the gloomy sky - The silence where dead angels lie. This post is not to be enjoyed, discussed, or referenced on company time. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
draakh_kimera Posted August 20, 2005 Share Posted August 20, 2005 Where Dead Angels Lie - Dissection -snip- <{POST_SNAPBACK}> Quality Swedish black metal there While on the topic of Dissection, does anyone know what's happening now that Jon's out of prison? I'm not really that into the whole affair myself but I'm a bit curious.. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kumquatq3 Posted August 20, 2005 Share Posted August 20, 2005 Last I heard they were planning to release a new album... Actaully their just talking about geting back together and who they might want to be lead singer Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
LoneWolf16 Posted August 20, 2005 Share Posted August 20, 2005 Tool [ I had thought that some of nature's journeymen had made men and not made them well, for they imitated humanity so abominably. - Book of Counted Sorrows 'Cause I won't know the man that kills me and I don't know these men I kill but we all wind up on the same side 'cause ain't none of us doin' god's will. - Everlast Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pope Posted August 20, 2005 Share Posted August 20, 2005 Soulwax - My Cruel Joke I used to think Cupid was a real jerk A child star - tormented A faded star of yesterday now toothless and jaded He shoots his arrows wildely with bottles Scattered across the sky - he trips on clouds With a face like Keith Richards I am your voice what you propose I am your choice your vow to be Whatever you do I'll agree Please forgive me my cruel joke I'm everywhere - partial and entire I'm on the inside of everything And on the outside I'm trembling like a man away from home But I can't speak my heart In case they hear me Now, no one will listen to our song I am your voice what you propose I am your voice your vow to be Whatever you do I'll agree Please forgive me my cruel joke I used to think Cupid was an a$$hole The loneliest soul in the universe And as the wrinkled birdman approached me I could smell his smouldering cigarette breath And he looked at me out the corner of his head and he spoke So, you ask me why no one stays together anymore Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Laozi Posted August 20, 2005 Share Posted August 20, 2005 ...and We Thought That Nation-states Were A Bad Id Propagandhi (Less Talk, More Rock) "publicly subsidized! privately profitable!" that's the anthem of the upper-tier (the puppeteer untouchable). we focus a moment, nod in approval and bury our head back in the bar-codes of these neo-colonials while our former nemesis (ah, the romance!): the nation-state, now plays fund-raiser for a new brand of power-concentrate. try again, but now we're confused- what is "class-war"? is this class war? yes, this is class war. and i'm just a kid- i can't believe that i gotta worry about this kind of ****! what a stupid world! yeah, this is just beautiful... absolutely no regard for principle. what a stupid world. (we're): 1) born 2) hired 3) disposed! where that job lands, everybody knows and you can tell by the smile on the ceo's that the environmental restraints are about to go. you can bet that laws will be set to ensure the benefit of unrestricted labor-laws (all kept in place by displaced government death squads). they own us. they produce us. they consume us. can you ****ing believe this? what a stupid world. **** this bull**** display of class-loyalties. the media and "our" leaders wrap it all up in a flag- their ****ing ****-rag. hooray! Resisting Tyrannical Government Propagandhi (Where Quantity Is Job #1) why don't we all strap bombs to our chests and ride our bikes to the next g-7 picnic? it seems easier with every clock tick. but whose will would that represent? mine? yours? the rank-and-file's? or better yet: the government's? but i don't want to catalyze or synthesize the second final solution. i don't want to be the steve smith of the revolution. do you see the analogy? we're the oilers. the world bank- the flames! and just 2 minutes remain in the 7th game of the best of 7 series! yeah, jesus saves! gretzky scores! the workers slave. the rich get more. one wrong move and we risk the cup. so play the man, not the puck. why don't we plant a mechanic virus and erase the memory of the machines that maintain this capitalist dynasty? and yes, i recognize the irony that the very system i oppose affords me the luxury of biting the hand that feeds. but that's exactly why priviledged ****s like me should feel obliged to whine and kick and scream- until everyone has everything they need. 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. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SteveThaiBinh Posted August 20, 2005 Share Posted August 20, 2005 Written by Malvina Reynolds, sung by Pete Seeger Little boxes on the hillside, Little boxes made of ticky-tacky, Little boxes, little boxes, Little boxes, all the same. There's a green one and a pink one And a blue one and a yellow one And they're all made out of ticky-tacky And they all look just the same. And the people in the houses All went to the university, Where they all were put in boxes, Little boxes, all the same. And there's doctors and there's lawyers And business executives, And they're all made out of ticky-tacky And they all look just the same. And they all play on the golf-course, And drink their Martini dry, And they all have pretty children, And the children go to school. And the children go to summer camp And then to the university, Where they all get put in boxes And they all come out the same. And the boys go into business, And marry, and raise a family, And they all get put in boxes, Little boxes, all the same. There's a green one and a pink one And a blue one and a yellow one And they're all made out of ticky-tacky And they all look just the same. The Drugs Don't Work That's a great song. "An electric puddle is not what I need right now." (Nina Kalenkov) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kor Qel Droma Posted August 20, 2005 Share Posted August 20, 2005 I like 'the drugs don't work' as well. Pink Triangle- Weezer When I'm stable long enough I start to look around for love See a sweet in floral print my mind begins the arrangements but When I start to feel that pull turns out I just pulled myself she would never go with me were I the last girl on earth I'm dumb, she's a lesbian I thought I had found the one we were good as married in my mind but married in my mind's no good a Pink Triangle on her sleeve let me know the truth, let me know the truth Might have smoked a few in my time but never thought it was a crime knew the day would surely come when I'd chill and settle down when I think I've found a good old-fashioned girl then she put me in my place if everyone's a little queer can't she be a little straight? Jaguars4ever is still alive. No word of a lie. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
WinterSun Posted August 20, 2005 Share Posted August 20, 2005 Watain-Walls of Life Ruptured Spawn of the darkest evil divine A creation of the holy womb Step aside for lord Sathanas His fist so deep within A servant am I and in flesh am I captured Holy flesh and holy sin Oh, the strength it does not take To deny life's lying pleasure Their wars stills my hunger The tears in their eyes still my thirst Yet their life's feeds my despite ...eternally to be cursed As it opens for me In darkest desolation I behold My blood runs cold through my veins Running in vain Lands fall behind my eyes And humanity is bleeding And in my hand I hold the key To all living holy glory ...and all that is evil The womb of life is rotten black The seed of light dried dead The fist of Satan deep within Behold the **** of life in sin Behold the purest evil The creation of a higher force Lurking within all of man Stronger than every life and lie master of my domain Pedicabo ego vos et irrumabo. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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