Post your favourite song lyrics.

[Petay]

Natural evolution of Emoticonia-family, of course.

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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 :">

[Cantousent]

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*

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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!

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I might have heard that a time or two. :D

[thepixiesrock]

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

[Cantousent]

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.

[EnderAndrew]

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*

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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!

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Quite true.

[metadigital]

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

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That's good.

[WinterSun]

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

[Gromnir]

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

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for the norsemen, we would much prefer led zeppelin's immigrant song...

 

am showing our age again.

 

*sigh*

 

HA! Good Fun!

[metadigital]

Watch more tv.

[LoneWolf16]

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

[Cantousent]

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?

[Dark Moth]

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

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Some people really need to get a girlfriend.

[Draken]

Some people really need to get a girlfriend.

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Quit insulting me!

[EnderAndrew]

A Perfect Circle "Thinking Of You"

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I *love* Tool and APC lyrics.

[Shryke]

A Perfect Circle "Thinking Of You"

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I *love* Tool and APC lyrics.

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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

[Reveilled]

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

[kirottu]

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.

[draakh_kimera]

Where Dead Angels Lie - Dissection

 

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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..

[kumquatq3]

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

[LoneWolf16]

Tool [

[Pope]

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

[Laozi]

...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.

[SteveThaiBinh]

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.

[Kor Qel Droma]

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?

[WinterSun]

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