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...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.

 

I simply can't stand people who make songs like that - ones that complain about how much life sucks, or how corrupt their society and government is, or how everything in the world is a mess, blah blah blah. All these people ever do is moan and piss and b1tch about everything they can think of. Geez, if life sucks so bad, why don't you kill yourself? Oh, I forgot - if you did, then your paycheck wouldn't keep coming in, would it? :) And suicide is NOT something we need to see being encouraged in the music industry.

 

And those who are always expressing their hatred of society. These people don't do a thing by doing what they do. If society's so bad, why don't they help make it better? Do they donate money to the poor? No. Do they contribute to homeless shelters? No. Do they participate in food drives? No. Do they work with charities to help out others in need? No. Hell, even if they hate the government, do they write letters, hold demonstrations/protests, or give speeches? No!

 

Do you know what they do? The piss and moan about everything, put it in a song, and then sell it to make a buck. These people do nothing to better society. In some aspects, they might make things worse by making others believe they live in a terrible, corrupt, repressive world, or by making others depressed, dillusional, etc. (the word 'goth' comes to mind). These people are hypocrites. Okay, I'm done ranting. Sorry, but I had to comment on that given the number of songs like that I've seen.

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Dead Kennedys-Too Drunk to ****

 

Went to a party

I danced all night

I drank 16 beers

And I started up a fight

 

But now I am jaded

You're out of luck

I'm rolling down the stairs

Too drunk to ****

 

Too drunk to ****

Too drunk to ****

Too drunk, to ****

I'm too drunk, too drunk, too drunk

To ****

 

I like your stories

I love your gun

Shooting out truck tires

Sounds like loads and loads of fun

 

But in my room

Wish you were dead

You ball like the baby

In Eraserhead

 

Too drunk to ****

Too drunk to ****

Too drunk, to ****

It's all I need right now

Too drunk to ****

 

Too drunk to ****

Too drunk to ****

Too drunk, to ****

I'm sick soft gooey and cold

Too drunk to ****

 

I'm about to drop

My head's a mess

The only salvation is

I'll never see you again

 

You give me head

It makes it worse

Take out your ****in' retainer

Put it in your purse

 

I'm too drunk to ****

You're to drunk to ****

Too drunk to ****

It's all I need right now Oh baby

I'm melting like an ice cream bar

Oh baby

 

And now I got diarrhea

Too drunk to ****

Yeah, Yeah

Yeah, Yeah

Yeah, Yeah

Oooohhh

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Ah, Nile. How much I love thee...

 

 

Nile - Unas Slayer of the Gods

 

Poureth Down Water From the Heavens

Tremble the Stars

Quake the Bones of Aker

Those Beneath Take Flight When They See

Unas Rising

 

The Akh of Unas Is Behind Him

The Conquerer Are Beneath His Feet

His Gods Are In Him

His Uraei Are on His Brow

The Words of Unas Protect Him

Unas This Bull of The Heavens

ThatTrusteth With His Will

 

Living On Utterances of Fire From

The Lake Of Flame

Unas That Devoureth Men and Liveth on The Gods

 

Behold Amkebu Hath Snared Them for Unas

Behold Tecber Tep F Hath Known Them and

Driven Them Unto Unas

Behold Her Tbertu Hath Bound Them

Behold Khensu The Slaughterer of Lords

Hath Cut Their Throats for Unas

Behold Shesemu Hath Cut Them Up For Unas

 

Unas Hath Ingested Their Spirits

Hath Feasted On Their Immortality

He Hath Consumed their Shadows

Unas The Slayer of the Gods

 

Unas The Sekhem Great

The Sekhem of the Sekhemn

Unas The Ashem Great

The Ashem of the Ashemn

Behold Orion

Unas Riseth

 

Unas Hath Taken Possession

of the Hearts of the Gods

Unas Feedeth on their Entrails

He Hath gorged on their Unuttered Sacred Words

He Hath Assimilated the Wisdom of the Gods

His Existence is Everlasting

 

Behold The Souls of the Gods are in Unas

Their Spirits are In Unas

The Flame of Unas in Their Bones

Their Shadows are With their Forms

Unas is Rising

Hidden Hidden

 

So, yeah... :D

 

Edit: I was so going to post "Masturbating the War God", but lyrics, which tell of priests impaling virgins on...well, a stony member till it dreeps of blood and gore, are not exactly a positive participation to this forum.

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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Edge of Sanity - Jesus Cries

 

In the beginning there was light.

The world could feel his holy might.

Born into a world he soon would leave.

People would not listen, people would decieve.

He tried to bless, he tried to heal,

he told the mighty powers to conseal.

The disciples of his father, born of God,

they believed that they would bleed the holy blood.

 

[Chorus:] My God, my God. Why have you forsaken me?

I am nailed to this cross, but spiritually I'm free.

 

For God so loved the world, that he gave us his only

begotten son and that whosoever believeth him

should not perish, but have everlasting life.

Jesus cries...

Jesus cries...

The star upon the sky, is it just another lullaby?

What a world do believe could be all a ****ing lie!

I'll never serve in heaven. I rather rule in hell.

 

[chorus]

 

Jesus cries

A blessing from the skies

Jesus dies

A holy sacrifice!

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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Baley wins.

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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Ian Brown - F.E.A.R.

 

For each a road

For everyman a religion

Find everybody and rule

**** everything and rumble

Forget everything and remember

For everything a reason

Forgive everybody and remember

 

For each a road

For everyman a religion

Face everybody and rule

**** everything and rumble

Forget everything and remember

For everything a reason

 

You got the fear

You got the fear

You got the fear

You got the fear

You got the fear

F.E.A.R. (You got the fear)

F.E.A.R. (You got the fear)

F.E.A.R. (You got the fear)

F.E.A.R. (You got the fear)

 

Finding eternity arouses reactions

Freeing excellence affects reality

Fallen empires are ruling

Find earth and reap

 

Fantastic expectations

Amazing revelations

Final execution and resurrection

Free expression as revolution

Finding everything and realizing

 

You got the fear

You got the fear

You got the fear

You got the fear

You got the fear

F.E.A.R. (You got the fear)

F.E.A.R. (You got the fear)

F.E.A.R. (You got the fear)

F.E.A.R. (You got the fear)

 

(Fantastic expectations

Amazing revelations

Finding everyone and reuniting

For everything a reason)

 

F.E.A.R. (You got the fear)

F.E.A.R. (You got the fear)

F.E.A.R. (You got the fear)

F.E.A.R. (You got the fear)

You got the fear

You got the fear

You got the fear

You got the fear

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Thanks, Mus? for the restraint. I'm glad you decided not to post the "War God" lyrics.

 

I've deleted some lyrics, as is inevitible.

 

This is probably my favorite thread. Keep the lyrics coming and I'll simply delete those that are out of line for this particular forum. Thanks, all, for participating.

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Sing along (and legally, too :thumbsup: )

 

The golden rays of golden sun fall on your golden hair

And I brush aside the golden sheet and see you golden there

And I wonder what you and I are going to do all day

But I can't think of anything I want to do or say

And so I'll have to do what I did yesterday

And sing you

 

Meaningless songs in very high voices

With a thousand violins

Meaningless songs in very high voices

In a pair of tight gold jeans

Meaningless songs in very high voices

And "aaaaaooowww", whatever that means

 

The world is very, very large

And butter is better than marge

And love is better than hate

And the world is very, very big

And bacon comes from a pig

But it's you I really want on my plate

So I'll sing you

 

Meaningless songs in very high voices

And then a little scream, "Ah!"

Meaningless songs in very high voices

Peaches slopped with cream

Meaningless songs in very high voices

Until the record ends

And when it does we'll simply start again

 

Meaningless words, meaningless words

Ah, ah, ah, ah, laaahhhh

Meaningless words, meaningless words

Ah, ah, ah, ah, laaahhhh, aaahhhh

 

(repeat)

 

.....

 

The Heebeegeebees

 

(not sure of all the lyrics :"> )

"An electric puddle is not what I need right now." (Nina Kalenkov)

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This is the song I sing at parties.

 

The Elements - Tom Lehrer

(to the tune of "I am the very model of a Modern Major General")

 

There's antimony, arsenic, aluminum, selenium,

And hydrogen and oxygen and nitrogen and rhenium

And nickel, neodymium, neptunium, germanium,

And iron, americium, ruthenium, uranium,

Europium, zirconium, lutetium, vanadium

And lanthanum and osmium and astatine and radium

And gold, protactinium and indium and gallium (inhale)

And iodine and thorium and thulium and thallium.

 

There's yttrium, ytterbium, actinium, rubidium

And boron, gadolinium, niobium, iridium

And strontium and silicon and silver and samarium,

And bismuth, bromine, lithium, beryllium and barium.

 

There's holmium and helium and hafnium and erbium

And phosphorous and francium and fluorine and terbium

And manganese and mercury, molybdinum, magnesium,

Dysprosium and scandium and cerium and cesium

And lead, praseodymium, and platinum, plutonium,

Paladium, promethium, potassium, polonium, and

Tantalum, technetium, titanium, tellurium, (inhale)

And cadmium and calcium and chromium and curium.

 

There's sulfur, californium and fermium, berkelium

And also mendelevium, einsteinium and nobelium

And argon, krypton, neon, radon, xenon, zinc and rhodium

And chlorine, carbon, cobalt, copper,

Tungsten, tin and sodium.

 

These are the only ones of which the news has come to Havahd,

And there may be many others but they haven't been discavahd.

 

Here's a flash version of the song with helpful lyrics.

Hawk! Eggplant! AWAKEN!

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Since we're on a Gilbert and Sullivan kick, here's my favorite song:

 

Enter Police, marching in single file. They form in line, facing audience.

 

SERGEANT, with POLICE.

 

When the foeman bares his steel,

Tarantara! tarantara!

We uncomfortable feel,

Tarantara!

And we find the wisest thing,

Tarantara! tarantara!

Is to slap our chests and sing,

Tarantara!

For when threatened with emeutes,

Tarantara! tarantara!

And your heart is in your boots,

Tarantara!

There is nothing brings it round

Like the trumpet's martial sound,

Like the trumpet's martial sound

ALL. Tarantara! tarantara!, etc.

 

MABEL. Go, ye heroes, go to glory,

Though you die in combat gory,

Ye shall live in song and story.

Go to immortality!

Go to death, and go to slaughter;

Die, and every Cornish daughter

With her tears your grave shall water.

Go, ye heroes, go and die!

 

GIRLS. Go, ye heroes, go and die!

 

SERGEANT, with POLICE.

 

Though to us it's evident,

Tarantara! tarantara!

These attentions are well meant,

Tarantara!

Such expressions don't appear,

Tarantara! tarantara!

Calculated men to cheer,

Tarantara!

Who are going to meet their fate

In a highly nervous state.

Tarantara! tarantara! tarantara!

Still to us it's evident

These attentions are well meant.

Tarantara! tarantara! tarantara!

 

EDITH. Go and do your best endeavour,

And before all links we sever,

We will say farewell for ever.

Go to glory and the grave!

 

GIRLS. Go to glory and the grave!

For your foes are fierce and ruthless,

False, unmerciful, and truthless;

Young and tender, old and toothless,

All in vain their mercy crave.

 

SERG. We observe too great a stress,

On the risks that on us press,

And of reference a lack

To our chance of coming back.

Still, perhaps it would be wise

Not to carp or criticise,

For it's very evident

These attentions are well meant.

 

POLICE. Yes, it's very evident

These attentions are well meant, etc.

 

ENSEMBLE.

 

CHORUS OF ALL BUT POLICE. CHORUS OF POLICE.

Go ye heroes, go to glory, etc When the foeman bears his steel, etc.

 

GEN. Away, away!

POLICE. (without moving) Yes, yes, we go.

GEN. These pirates slay.

POLICE. Tarantara!

GEN. Then do not stay.

POLICE. Tarantara!

GEN. Then why this delay?

POLICE. All right, we go.

Yes, forward on the foe!

GEN. Yes, but you don't go!

POLICE. We go, we go

Yes, forward on the foe!

GEN. Yes, but you don't go!

ALL. At last they really go!

 

Exeunt Police.

 

 

I had the chance to irritate my wife by singing the song just now. heh heh

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"Why's Everybody Always Pickin' On Me" - Bloodhound Gang

 

Why is everbody always pickin' on me?

 

The morn' that I was born my old man beat up the doctor

He clocked the doctor cause the doctor said I looked like Chewbacca

The doctor said sir you're misled sir which infers you mistook me

I did not mean your lovely wife was shackin' up with a wookie

What I mean is Wolverine is less hairy than your son

He's looks like Chewie Baba Booey Baba Booey and Hong Kong Phooey all in one

To put it mild your new-born child's completely nutty fu-fu lookin'

I'd shove him back into the oven until he is done cookin'

But why's everbody always pickin' on me?

Cause my fifteen year-old cousin has less acne

But why's everbody always pickin' on me?

Ain't brushed them teeth since 1983

But why's everbody always pickin' on me?

Cause you got the grooming habits of a chimpanzee

But why's everbody always pickin' on me?

Cause you're white but you got a nose like Bill Cosby

Why's everbody always pickin' on me?

Always pickin' and rippin' apart poor ol' Jimmy Pop Ali

I got a schnoz like the 'Cos' but there's a lot more wrong with you

So back me up Bill yea and you're ugly too

So what if I brush my teeth with a piece of cheddar cheese

Or where a fish net shirt by Chams with my Sergio Valenti jeans

And my mirror never lies but it always verifies

I got more cheese and pepperoni than a homemade pizza pie

You compare me to a Monchichi but I don't understand

Why I'm scorned like I'm deformed like the Elephant Man

And yea I took my mom to the prom but hey she asked me first

But at least this time I didn't find my date in the back of a hearse

About as popular with the girls with Englebert Humperdink

And that might be 'cause everybody calls me Shrinky Dink

I know I'm known as Polaroid I'm not a total retard

It's cause I'm done in sixty seconds and you'll still want it enlarged

But why's everbody always pickin' on me?

Cause ya wore velour flares until the late Eighties

But why's everbody always pickin' on me?

Cause you run like a girl and sit down to pee

But why's everbody always pickin' on me?

Cause your only school chum was the lunch lady

But why's everbody always pickin' on me?

You took your mom to the prom but still got lucky

Like that episode where Gilligan gets sick of being teased

And he breaks into the Professor's lab and makes some LSD

Peaks freaks and eats the Skipper's brains then beats Ginger with coconuts

As Mr. Howell and Lovey burn alive inside their grass hut

Oh he'll kill again that Gilligan they he should of let him be

And like a postal clerk I'll go beserk if you don't stop teasing me

See the trick is only pick on those that can't do you no harm

Like the drummer from Def Leppard's only got one arm

The drummer from Def Leppard's only got one arm

The drummer from Def Leppard's only got one arm

The drummer from Def Leppard's only got one arm

The drummer from Def Leppard's only got one arm

The drummer from Def Leppard's only got one arm

The drummer from Def Leppard's only got one arm

The drummer from Def Leppard's only got one arm

The drummer from Def Leppard's only got one arm

But why's everbody always pickin' on me?

Cause my fifteen year-old cousin has less acne

But why's everbody always pickin' on me?

Ain't brushed them teeth since 1983

But why's everbody always pickin' on me?

Cause you got the grooming habits of a chimpanzee

But why's everbody always pickin' on me?

Cause you're white but you got a nose like Bill Cosby

But why's everbody always pickin' on me?

Cause ya wore velour flares until the late Eighties

But why's everbody always pickin' on me?

Cause you run like a girl and sit down to pee

But why's everbody always pickin' on me?

Cause your only school chum was the lunch lady

But why's everbody always pickin' on me?

Cause no one likes you monkey boy.

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And here is a simple song I quite enjoy. Once again, a chance to sing. Fortunately, the wife isn't so angry when forwarned. I indulge myself in believing I have a pleasant singing voice.

 

DUKE. I am a courtier grave and serious

Who is about to kiss your hand:

Try to combine a pose imperious

With a demeanour nobly bland.

 

MAR. and Let us combine a pose imperious

GIU. With a demeanour nobly bland.

 

(Marco and Giuseppe endeavour to carry out his instructions.)

 

DUKE. That's, if anything, too unbending--

Too aggressively stiff and grand;

 

(They suddenly modify their attitudes.)

 

Now to the other extreme you're tending--

Don't be so deucedly condescending!

 

DUCH. and Now to the other extreme you're tending--

CAS. Don't be so dreadfully condescending!

 

MAR. and Oh, hard to please some noblemen seem!

GIU. At first, if anything, too unbending;

Off we go to the other extreme--

Too confoundedly condescending!

 

DUKE. Now a gavotte perform sedately--

Offer your hand with conscious pride;

Take an attitude not too stately,

Still sufficiently dignified.

 

MAR. and Now for an attitude not too stately,

GIU. Still sufficiently dignified.

 

(They endeavour to carry out his instructions.)

 

DUKE (beating Oncely, twicely--oncely, twicely--

time). Bow impressively ere you glide.

(They do so.)

 

Capital both, capital both--you've caught it nicely!

That is the style of thing precisely!

 

DUCH. and Capital both, capital both--they've caught it nicely!

CAS. That is the style of thing precisely!

 

MAR. and Oh, sweet to earn a nobleman's praise!

GIU. Capital both, capital both--we've caught it nicely!

Supposing he's right in what he says,

This is the style of thing precisely!

 

(Gavotte. At the end exeunt Duke and Duchess, leaving Casilda with Marco and Giuseppe.)

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Musicals, eh?

 

This is my favorite Show Tune. The lyrics aren't the greatest necessarily, but when it's sung properly it will drive me to tears.

 

I find it funny that easily the best song of the musical comes from a minor character, and isn't really all that important to the overall plot.

 

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

 

"On My Own"

 

Eponine

And now I'm all alone again

Nowhere to turn, no one to go to

 

Without a home without a friend

Without a face to say hello to

And now the night is near

I can make believe he's here

 

Sometimes I walk alone at night

When everybody else is sleeping

I think of him and I'm happy

With the company I'm keeping

The city goes to bed

And I can live inside my head

 

On my own

Pretending he's beside me

All alone

I walk with him till morning

Without him

I feel his arms around me

And when I lose my way I close my eyes

And he has found me

 

In the rain the pavement shines like silver

All the lights are misty in the river

In the darkness, the trees are full of starlight

And all I see is him and me forever and forever

 

And I know it's only in my mind

That I'm talking to myself and not to him

And although I know that he is blind

Still I say, there's a way for us

 

I love him

But when the night is over

He is gone

The river's just a river

Without him

The world around me changes

The trees are bare and everywhere

The streets are full of strangers

 

I love him

But every day I'm learning

All my life

I've only been pretending

Without me

His world would go on turning

A world that's full of happiness

That I have never known

 

I love him

I love him

I love him

But only on my own

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I simply can't stand people who make songs like that - ones that complain about how much life sucks, or how corrupt their society and government is, or how everything in the world is a mess, blah blah blah.  All these people ever do is moan and piss and b1tch about everything they can think of.  Geez, if life sucks so bad, why don't you kill yourself?  Oh, I forgot - if you did, then your paycheck wouldn't keep coming in, would it?  ;)  And suicide is NOT something we need to see being encouraged in the music industry.

 

And those who are always expressing their hatred of society.  These people don't do a thing by doing what they do.  If society's so bad, why don't they help make it better?  Do they donate money to the poor?  No.  Do they contribute to homeless shelters?  No.  Do they participate in food drives?  No.  Do they work with charities to help out others in need?  No.  Hell, even if they hate the government, do they write letters, hold demonstrations/protests, or give speeches?  No! 

 

Do you know what they do?  The piss and moan about everything, put it in a song, and then sell it to make a buck.  These people do nothing to better society.  In some aspects, they might make things worse by making others believe they live in a terrible, corrupt, repressive world, or by making others depressed, dillusional, etc. (the word 'goth' comes to mind).  These people are hypocrites.  Okay, I'm done ranting.  Sorry, but I had to comment on that given the number of songs like that I've seen.

 

 

You assume many things little man. I wouldn't pretend that you know what the members of a band that you almost certainly have never heard of are doing with their lives.

 

That would be like me just assuming that you [ELDAR EDIT: yes, but he did not accuse you of the things I edited from this post. I'd appreciate it if you refrained from such wording in the future.] while reading Model Train Enthusiast. Sure theres a chance I might know what I'm talking about, but more then likely I'm like you, totally full of crap

 

Oh and Bloodhound Gang :)

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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The lyrics to Cygnus X-1 by Rush

 

Possibly the greatest song ever written about a black hole :p

 

 

Prologue:

In the constellation of Cygnus, there lurks a mysterious, invisible force: the black hole of Cygnus X-1....

Six Stars of the Northern Cross

In mourning for their sister's loss

In a final flash of glory

Nevermore to grace the night...

 

1.

Invisible to telescopic eye

Infinity, the star that would not die

All who dare to cross her course

Are swallowed by her fearsome force

Through the void

To be destroyed

Or is there something more?

Atomized...at the core?

Or through the Astral Door?

To soar...

 

2.

I set a course just east of Lyra

And northwest of Pegasus

Flew into the light of Deneb

Sailed across the Milky Way

On my ship, the "Rocinante"

Wheeling through the galaxies,

Headed for the heart of Cygnus

Headlong into mystery

The x-ray is her siren song

My ship cannot resist her long

Nearer to my deadly goal

Until the black hole

Gains control...

 

3.

Spinning, whirling,

Still descending

Like a spiral sea,

Unending...

Sound and fury

Drown my heart

Every nerve

Is torn apart...

To be continued...

"I tried the most potent Noise Amplification spell once upon a time. Mavellous spell. I could hear the birds speaking to one another in trees over the horizon, I could hear the rustlings as the clouds rubbed against each other in the sky. I could hear the sound a rainbow makes as it arches it's back over the world. Then a dog barked behind me and I burst my left eardrum."

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I really can't see why my songs keep getting deleted but this ones got to be acceptable.

 

Metallica-Creeping Death

 

Slaves

Hebrews born to serve, to the pharaoh

Heed

To his every word, live in fear

Faith

Of the unknown one, the deliverer

Wait

Something must be done, four hundred years

 

So let it be written

So let it be done

I'm sent here by the chosen one

So let it be written

So let it be done

To kill the first born pharaoh son

I'm creeping death

 

Now

Let my people go, land of goshen

Go

I will be with thee, bush of fire

Blood

Running red and strong, down the Nile

Plague

Darkness three days long, hail to fire

 

So let it be written

So let it be done

I'm sent here by the chosen one

So let it be written

So let it be done

To kill the first born pharaoh son

I'm creeping death

 

Die by my hand

I creep across the land

Killing first born man

Die by my hand

I creep across the land

Killing first born man

 

I

Rule the midnight air the destroyer

Born

I shall soon be there, deadly mass

I

Creep the steps and flood final darkness

Blood

Lambs blood painted door, I shall pass

 

So let it be written

So let it be done

I'm sent here by the chosen one

So let it be written

So let it be done

To kill the first born pharaoh son

I'm creeping death

master of my domain

 

Pedicabo ego vos et irrumabo.

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A Perfect Circle - The Noose

 

So glad to see you well

Overcome and completely silent now

With heaven's help

You cast your demons out

And not to pull your halo down

Around your neck and tug you off your cloud

But I'm more than just a little curious

How you're plannin' to go about makin' your amends

To the dead

To the dead

 

Recall the deeds as if they're all

Someone else's

Atrocious stories

Now you stand reborn

Before us all

So glad to see you well

 

And not to pull your halo down

Around your neck and tug you to the ground

But I'm more than just a little curious

How you're plannin' to go about makin' your amends

To the dead

To the dead

 

With your halo slippin' down

Your halo slippin'

Your halo slippin' down

Your halo slippin' down

 

Your halo slippin' down

(I'm more than just a little curious

How you're plannin' to go about makin' your amends)

[repeated]

 

Your halo slippin' down

Your halo slippin' down to choke you now

when your mind works against you - fight back with substance abuse!

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A Perfect Circle - 3 Libras

 

threw you the obvious and you flew

with it on your back, a name in your recollection,

thrown down among a million same.

difficult not to feel a little bit disappointed

and passed over

when i've looked right through

to see you naked and oblivious

and

you don't see me.but i threw you the obvious

just to see if there's more behind the eyes

of a fallen angel,

the eyes of a tragedy.

here i am expecting just a little bit

too much from the wounded.

but i see through it all

and see you.

so i threw you the obvious

to see what occurs behind the eyes of a fallen angel,

eyes of a tragedy.

oh well. apparently nothing.

you don't see me.

you don't see me at all.

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A Perfect Circle - Sleeping Beauty

 

Delusional

I believe I can cure it all for you, dear

Coax or trick or drive or

drag the demons from you

Make it right for you sleeping beauty

Truly thought

I can magically heal you

 

You're far beyond a visible sign of your awakening

Failing miserably to rescue

 

Sleeping Beauty

 

Drunk on ego

Truly thought I could make it right

If I kissed you one more time to

Help you face the nightmare

But you're far too poisoned for me

Such a fool to think that I can wake you from your slumber

That I could actually heal you..

 

Sleeping Beauty

Poisoned and hopeless

You're far beyond a visible sign of your awakening

Failing miserably to find a way to comfort you

 

Far beyond a visible sign of your awakening

And hiding from some poisoned memory

 

Poisoned and hopeless

Sleeping Beauty

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You assume many things little man. I wouldn't pretend that you know what the members of a band that you almost certainly have never heard of are doing with their lives.

 

That would be like me just assuming that you [ELDAR EDIT:  if it's too ugly for the original, I don't want it in a quote] while reading Model Train Enthusiast. Sure theres a chance I might know what I'm talking about, but more then likely I'm like you, totally full of crap

 

Oh and Bloodhound Gang  :ermm:

 

You can think of me or your favorite bands however you want to. The fact is I've seen a ton of songs like the ones you posted, even far worse ones. Problem is people who make songs like that are either talking about their own lives or actually trying to make political statements in their songs. Which is fine, but these people constantly rant on and on about how miserable their life is or how horrible/corrupt the government or society is. I'm sure there are exceptions who actually do stuff to help out, but they are just that: exceptions. Many of them amount to little more than whiners, in the long run, and do nothing to improve things. :- Especially the ones who just complain about how much their lives suck. You think life's so bad? Try going to a third-world country in Africa and live off the land. Think you're society or government is horribly corrupt? Go to some communist country like North Korea, you bunch of whiners.

 

By the way -

 

Metallica: Enter Sandman

 

Say your prayers little one

Don't forget, my son

To include everyone

 

Tuck you in, warm within

Keep you free from sin

Till the sandman he comes

 

Sleep with one eye open

Gripping your pillow tight

 

Exit light

Enter night

Take my hand

Off to never never land

 

Something's wrong, shut the light

Heavy thoughts tonight

And they aren't of snow white

 

Dreams of war, dreams of liars

Dreams of dragon's fire

And of things that will bite

 

Sleep with one eye open

Gripping your pillow tight

 

Exit light

Enter night

Take my hand

Off to never never land

 

Now I lay me down to sleep

Pray the lord my soul to keep

If I die before I wake

Pray the lord my soul to take

 

Hush little baby, don't say a word

And never mind that noise you heard

It's just the beast under your bed,

In your closet, in your head

 

Exit light

Enter night

Grain of sand

 

Exit light

Enter night

Take my hand

We're off to never never land

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Here's some of my favourite lines from an underground hip-hop artist: Sage Francis: :ermm:

 

All the peeps said I wouldn't last

Don't make me laugh, don't make me laugh

 

[sage Francis]

I'd give a twenty one gunshot salute

With a toy rifle that you bought me but it won't shoot

And all is well because there's been one too many shots

The sterile robots want to talk to me about Detox

Stop the presses, there's been an update

Delivered via 1:30 AM phone call

When an only half-informative source talks discretely

Meet me-- at the family room at the side of the Intensive Care Unit

Immediately, I'll carry a tune

The sirens so loud, can't hear my music

Keep free-- of negative thoughts, everything'll be fine

We all assume... That it would go back to the way things were

That it would go back to normal soon

Saw the moon in a way that I never seen it before

When I looked up that night into the sky wondering why

Lookin' for answers, guess I ain't ask right

I'm guessin most of yall out there know exactly what that's like

What that's like, now tell me what's that like?

 

It's like a whirlwind of emotions occurs when moms and dads fight

It's like when a girl grins, an emotion of hers

That holds your arm, and grabs tight

Hurl him into the ocean, one of them cold sweat heat flash types

When(?) extreme fluctuations and temperature changes

Have been known to crack pipes...

...crack pipes...crack pipes...

 

Meet me-- half way if i go that extra length just to help your strength

Meet me-- at the AA meeting, needing to take more then 12 steps

Bring me to your hiding place, so I can face your vice grip

I'll chisel every single monkey off your back with this ice pick

Come meet up with me on the sidelines when the game is over

Just to say hello, then afterwards, backstage

To let me know that you enjoyed the show

And go to grandma's house for Sunday dinner

Sit at the head of the table, take away the fatal flaw

you made the day before, I seen you bleed

Meet me-- on Christmas Eve, we can fight but make up before you leave

Make visits with the rest of those who rest in pieces on my dreams

Meet me at the fork in the road where lost souls get indecisive

Meet me at the crossroads so I can have someone to walk into the light with

 

Probably his best song IMO :-

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Well, Mothman, this song might be right up your alley: :thumbsup:

 

Bob Ricci - Depressing Rock Song

Listen to it here.

 

I grew up in a little suburbia

I graduated at the top of my class

My parents loved me, my friends they all envied

The kind of life that they all knew that I had

I got accepted to an Ivy League college

My Mom and Dad paid every step of the way

I

Hawk! Eggplant! AWAKEN!

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Whoa... I noticed the utter and complete lack of Radiohead songs on here... I guess I'm the only Radiohead fan on the forum... so I figured I'd pick the one I'm listening to at the moment:

 

Radiohead - Exit Music (For A Film)

 

Wake... from your sleep

The drying of your tears

Today... we escape

We escape.

Pack and get dressed

Before your father hears us

Before... all hell... breaks loose.

Breathe... keep breathing

Don't lose... your nerve.

Breathe... keep breathing

I can't do this... alone.

Sing us a song

A song to keep us warm

There's such a chill

Such a chill.

You can laugh

A spineless laugh

We hope that your rules and wisdom choke you

Now we are one

In everlasting peace

We hope that you choke... that you choke

We hope that you choke... that you choke

We hope that you choke... that you choke

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