Post your favourite song lyrics.

Pope · August 27, 2005

Faithless - No Roots

[Maxi Jazz]

My love is generations old,

I was there when trees died as the world went cold

Still there when my people were bought and sold

What's going on? What's going on?

[Dido]

Your love is on a grand scale

Mine is in the detail

Your love is to change the world

We just want to have to hold

Two hearts, both forgiving

Two ways to see the same thing

One house, there's room for all

We just want to have to hold (2x)

[Maxi Jazz & Dido]

No roots, no tree, no family, no me (2x)

[Maxi Jazz]

Our first **** was more planning than luck

I had a deep understanding of what makes you (hot)

I did my homework till my dome hurt, I was a stone flirt

Hustling for some prone work, and I don't stop

I knew that you were good for me,

You 'n I fit together so beautifully

But only for three years were we in harmony

I've ended up part you, part me,

Love that we agree, not to be ugly

And now that we're free to create our own destiny

You will always be a friend to me

My love persists over land and sea, through centuries

I'll fill you up like rice and peas,

Like the breeze, Cool ya skin, fill your hair,

Even when I'm not there.

Like the breeze, Cool ya skin, fill your hair,

Even when I'm not there.

Like the breeze, Cool ya skin, fill your hair,

Even when I'm not there.

Like the breeze, Cool ya skin, fill your hair,

Even when I'm not there.

Cantousent · August 28, 2005

Interesting song, Pope. Actually, both of them were quite well done.

Here's a little one for me.

U2 Beautiful Day

The heart is a bloom

Shoots up through the stony ground

There

Calax · August 28, 2005

I would say Disco Warcraft but I can't find the lyrics :pout:

So I'll go with this instead:

Feuer Frei!

By Rammstein

Getadelt wird wer Schmerzen kennt

vom Feuer das die Haut verbrennt

Ich werf ein Licht

in mein Gesicht

Ein hei

Darth Drabek · August 28, 2005

@Eldar: Bosstones MIGHTY MIGHTY....Bosstones MIGHTY MIGHTY :D

I used to listen to those guys all the time. Started with Impression That I Get and worked backwards through their catalog. Great stuff, especially the "Don't Know How to Party" album.

Nice one, Baley! That's one of my favorite NOFX numbers. If I wanted to post another song as long (and as good ) as my deleted Nick Cave tune, I would search out the lyrics to their masterpiece, "The Decline." Eighteen minutes of concept punk done so damn well that I want to give a copy to everyone who bought Green Day's "American Idiot" and ask them to pick the more accurate commentary on society. And which one just rocks harder. Either way, NOFX wins.

Don't think...

Drink your wine...

Watch the fire burn....

His problems, not mine....

Just be that model citizen.

Petay · August 28, 2005

Another quick addition from me: Sage Francis--Narcissist

*Chorus* I dont look at myself in the mirror cause im a narcissist

i simply like to watch myself exist

now im in a fog and mist

now my reflection in anonymous

PONDER THIS

i seen a reflection of my soul in a store window

caught in limbo cause i was dressed all in timbos

having fantasies of playin polo with ralph lauren on a tommy hill

but my paper thin spirit was still grieving from the versace kill in florida

opened the door to the store then i walked down the corridor to see

they have a blowout sale on nautica

ive always been a lord of the button down flies

being they were half priced i passed em on by looking for levis

but guess what all my favorite clothing lines and hip designs were

being liquidized and it made me sick to my eyes

i dont understand when i have no ends the price is quick to rise

i'd buy a pair of trends even if it didnt fit my size

purchase a surplus of fads from merchants whose adds

made these cheap ass fabrics that were so worthless and sad just

looked priceless, they used unethical devices to attack my sense

of self worth on my pre-pubescant crisis fed into my insecurities so

instead of being righteous i want everyone to see me like this

its all about who looks the nicest

ice is falling off rolie to my body (SHOOT)

i hope to hell it doesnt melt and ruin my armani suit

while im sweatin this some kid who doesnt got any loot is buying

my necklace along with my same exact khakis and army boots

(WHAT?!) this is blasphemist, since adidas tried changing its logo

there aint nothin been as whack as this, its probably a stunt being

pulled by animal rights activists cause of all the third world country

garbage

while these monkeys sweat over my name brands that exchange

hands, from enslaved lands, i wonder if im the same man

without reward from what i bought but cant still afford

this is the type of sub realization i might have killed the lord

didnt mind working free as a walking billboard now i want my money

back as the ice spilled and poured onto the floor i did see a reflection

of my nike hat, i dont know how others might react

for me it was an unsightly act that helped me get my psyche back

i stood five feet back afraid that it might strike me like sha-clack-clack

what ya think im kidding? its no big thing?

what i seen made my heart hurt, stomach turn, throat burn, teeth

cringe, spine tingle, and ribs sting... i noticed that the swoosh symbol

was nothing but a whip in mid swing

Carry on........ :rolleyes:

Baley · August 28, 2005

NOFX-The Decline

Where are all the stupid people from?

And how'd they get to be so dumb?

Bred on purple mountain range

Feed amber waves of grains

To lesser human beings, zero feelings

Blame it on

Human nature, mans destiny (mans destiny)

Blame it on the greediocracy (greediocracy)

Fear of God

The fear of change

The fear of truth

Add the Bill of Rights, subtract the wrongs

There's no answers

Memorize and sing star spangled songs

When the questions

Aren't ever asked

Is anybody learning from the past?

We're living in united stagnation

Father what have I done?

I took that 22

A gift to me from you

To bed with me each night

Kept it clean

Polished it well

Cherished every cartridge, every shell

Down, by the creek, under brush, under dirt

There's a carcass of my second kill

Down, by the park, under stone, under pine

There's a carcass of my brother William

Brother where, have you gone to?

I swear, I never thought I could

I see so many times

They told me to shoot straight

Don't pull the trigger, squeeze

That will insure a kill

A kill is what you want

A kill is why we breed

The Christians love their guns

The church and NRA

Pray for their salvations

Prey on the lower faiths

The story book's been read

And every line believed

Curriculum's been set

Logic is a threat

Reason searched and seized

Jerry spent some time in Michigan

A twenty year vacation, after all he had a dime

A dime is worth a lot more in Detroit

A dime in California, a twenty dollar fine

Jerry only stayed a couple months

It's hard to enjoy yourself while bleeding out the ass

Asphyxiation is simple and fast

It beats seventeen fun years of being someones bitch

Don't think (Stay)

Drink your wine (Home)

Watch the fire burn (Be)

His problems not mine (Safe)

Just be that model citizen

I wish I had a schilling

(For each senseless killing)

For every senseless killing

I'd buy a government

America's for sale

And you can get a good deal on it

(A good deal on it)

And make a healthy profit

Or maybe, tear it apart

Start with assumption

That a million people are smart

Smarter than one

Serotonin's gone

She gave up, drifted away

Sara fled, thought process gone

She left her answering machine on

The greeting left spoken sincere

Messages no one will ever hear

Ten thousand messages a day

A million more transmissions lay

Victims of the laissez faire

Ten thousand voices, a hundred guns

A hundred decibels turns to one

One bullet, one empty head

Now with Serotonin gone

The man who used to speak

Performs a cute routine

Feel a little patronized

Don't feel bad

They found a way inside your head

And you feel a bit misled

It's not that they don't care, yeah

The television's put a thought inside your head

Llike a Barry Manilow, jingle

I'd like, to teach the world to sing

In perfect harmony

A symphonic blank stare, yeah

It doesn't make you care (make you care)

Not designed to make you care (make you care)

They're betting you won't care (you won't...)

Place a wager on your greed

A wager on your pride

Why try to beat them when, a million others tried?

We are the whore

Intellectually spayed

We are the queer

Dysfunctionally raised

One more pill to kill the pain

Living through conformity

One more prayer to keep me safe

One more prayer to keep us warm

One more prayer to keep us safe

There's gonna be a better place

Lost the battle, lost the war

Lost the things worth living for

Lost the will to win the fight

One more pill to kill the pain

Na na na na na

La na na na na

Na na na na na

The going get tough, the tough get debt

Don't pay attention, pay the rent

Next of kins pay for your sins

A little faith should keep us safe

Save us

The human, existence

Is failing, resistance

Essential, the future

Written off, the odds are

Astronomically against us

Only moron and genius

Would fight a losing battle

Against the super ego

When giving in is so damn comforting

And so we go, on with our lives

We know the truth, but prefer lies

Lies are simple, simple is bliss

Why go against tradition when we can

Admit defeat, live in decline

Be the victim of our own design

The status quo, built on suspect

Why would anyone stick out their neck?

Fellow members

Club "We've Got Ours"

I'd like to introduce you to our host

He's got his, and I've got mine

Meet the decline

We are the queer

We are the whore

Ammunition

In the class war

We are worker

We love our queen

We sacrifice

We're soilent green

We are the queer

We are the whore

Ammunition

In the class war

I honestly cannot compare the Decline to American Idiot.

It's just so much better...

Shryke · August 28, 2005

wow i forgot just how long that song is... :rolleyes:

Musopticon? · August 28, 2005

Fear Factory

I've felt darkness

closing in on me

Chilling shadows

surrounding me

I've had the poison

leak into my skin

And it corroded

my heart away

Bled away

Cut away

Dark night of my soul...

It's not the lyrics as such but the way they're sung.

And because of this video:

http://www.komag.net/stuff/timelessness_rehevkor_avi.zip

Load it. Its worth it; especially if the game is familiar.

Calax · August 28, 2005

Anybody want

Albuquerque? (That is not spelled right...)

By wierd Al

Edit:

For the longest song heres my choice (it's eleven minutes in singing)

Way back when I was just a little bitty boy living in a box under the stairs in the corner of the basement of the house half a block down the street from Jerry's Bait shop

You know the place

well anyway, back then life was going swell and everything was just peachy

Except, of course, for the undeniable fact that every single morning

My mother would make me a big bowl of sauerkraut for breakfast

Awww - Big bowl of sauerkraut

Every single mornin'

It was driving me crazy

I said to my mom

I said "Hey, mom, what's with all the sauerkraut?"

And my dear, sweet mother

She just looked at me like a cow looks at an oncoming train

And she leaned right down next to me

And she said "IT'S GOOD FOR YOU"

And then she tied me to the wall and stuck a funnel in my mouth

And force fed me nothing but sauerkraut until I was twenty six and a half years old

That's when I swore that someday

Someday I would get outta that basement and travel to a magical, far away place

Where the sun is always shining and the air smells like warm root beer

And the towels are oh so fluffy

Where the shriners and the lepers play their ukuleles all day long

And anyone on the street will gladly shave your back for a nickel

Wacka wacka doodoo yeah

Well, let me tell you, people, it wasn't long at all before my dream came true

Because the very next day, a local radio station had this contest

To see who could correctly guess the number of molecules in Leonard Nimoy's butt

I was off by three, but I still won the grand prize

That's right, a first class one-way ticket to

Albuquerque

Oh yeah

You know, I'd never been on a real airplane before

And I gotta tell ya, it was really great

Except that I had to sit between two large Albanian women with excruciatingly severe body odor

And the little kid in back of me kept throwin' up the whole time

The flight attendants ran out of Dr. Pepper and salted peanuts

And the in-flight movie was Bio-Dome with Pauly Shore

And, oh yeah, three of the airplane engines burned out

And we went into a tailspin and crashed into a hillside

And the plane exploded in a giant fireball and everybody died

Except for me

You know why?

'Cause I had my tray table up

And my seat back in the full upright position

Had my tray table up

And my seat back in the full upright position

Had my tray table up

And my seat back in the full upright position

Ah ha ha ha

Ah ha ha

Ahhhh

So I crawled from the twisted, burnin' wreckage

I crawled on my hands and knees for three full days

Draggin' along my big leather suitcase and my garment bag

And my tenor saxophone and my twelve-pound bowling ball

And my lucky, lucky autographed glow-in-the-dark snorkel

But finally I arived at the world famous Albuquerque Holiday Inn

Where the towels are oh so fluffy

And you can eat your soup right out of the ashtrays if you wanna

It's OK, they're clean

Well, I checked into my room and I turned down the A/C

And I turned on the SpectraVision

And I'm just about to eat that little chocolate mint on my pillow

That I love so very, very much when suddenly, there's a knock on the door

Well now, who could that be?

I say "Who is it?"

No answer

"Who is it?"

There's no answer

"WHO IS IT?"

They're not sayin' anything

So, finally I go over and I open the door and just as I suspected

It's some big fat hermaphrodite with a Flock-Of-Seagulls haircut and only one nostril

Oh man, I hate it when I'm right

So anyway, he bursts into my room and he grabs my lucky snorkel

And I'm like "Hey, you can't have that"

"That snorkel's been just like a snorkel to me"

And he's like "Tough"

And I'm like "Give it"

And he's like "Make me"

And I'm like "'Kay"

So I grabbed his leg and he grabbed my esophagus

And I bit off his ear and he chewed off my eyebrows

And I took out his appendix and he gave me a colonic irrigation

Yes indeed, you better believe it

And somehow in the middle of it all, the phone got knocked off the hook

And twenty seconds later, I heard a farmiliar voice

And you know what it said?

I'll tell you what it said

It said

"If you'd like to make a call, please hang up and try again"

"If you need help, hang up and then dial your operator"

"If you'd like to make a call, please hang up and try again"

"If you need help, hang up and then dial your operator"

In Albuquerque

Albuquerque

Well, to cut a long story short, he got away with my snorkel

But I made a a solemn vow right then and there that I would not rest

I would not sleep for an instant until the one-nostrilled man was brought to justice

But first, I decided to buy some donuts

So I got in my car and I drove over to the donut shop

And I walked on up to the guy behind the counter

And he says "Yeah, what do ya want?"

I said "You got any glazed donuts?"

He said "No, we're outta glazed donuts"

I said "You got any jelly donuts?"

He said "No, we're outta jelly donuts"

I said "You got any Bavarian cream-filled donuts?"

He said "No, we're outta Bavarian cream-filled donuts"

I said "You got any cinnamon rolls?"

He said "No, we're outta cinnamon rolls"

I said "You got any apple fritters?"

He said "No, we're outta apple fritters"

I said "You got any bear claws?"

He said "Wait a minute, I'll go check"

"NO, we're outta bear claws"

I said "Well, in that case - in that case, what do you have?"

He says "All I got right now is this box of one dozen starving, crazed weasels"

I said "OK, I'll take that"

So he hands me the box and I open up the lid and the weasels jump out

And they immediately latch onto my face and start bitin' me all over

(rabid gnawing sounds)

Oh man, they were just going nuts

They were tearin' me apart

You know, I think it was just about that time that a little ditty started goin' through my head"

I believe it went a little something like this . . .

Doh

Get 'em off me

Oh

No, get 'em off, get 'em off

Oh, oh God, oh God

Oh, get 'em off me

Oh, oh God

Ah, (more screaming)

I ran out into the street with these flesh-eating weasels all over my face

Wavin' my arms all around and just runnin', runnin', runnin'

Like a constipated weiner dog

And as luck would have it, that's exactly when I ran into the girl of my dreams

Her name was Zelda

She was a caligraphy enthusiast with a slight overbite and hair the color of strained peaches

I'll never forget the first thing she said to me.

She said "Hey, you've got weasels on your face"

That's when I knew it was true love

We were inseperable after that

Aw, we ate together, we bathed together

We even shared the same piece of mint-flavored dental floss

The world was our burrito

So we got married and we bought us a house

And had two beautiful children - Nathaniel and Superfly

Oh, we were so very very very happy, aw yeah

But then one fateful night, Zelda said to me

She said "Sweetie pumpkin? Do you wanna join the Columbia Record Club?"

I said "Woah, hold on now, baby"

"I'm just not ready for that kinda commitment"

So we broke up and I never saw her again

But that's just the way things go

In Albuquerque

Albuquerque

Anyway, things really started lookin' up for me

Because about a week later, I finally achieved my lifelong dream

That's right, I got me a part-time job at The Sizzler

I even made employee of the month after I put that grease fire out with my face

Aw yeah, everybody was pretty jealous of me after that

I was gettin' a lot of attitude

OK, like one time, I was out in the parking lot

Tryin' to remove my excess earwax with a golf pencil

When I see this guy Marty tryin' to carry a big ol' sofa up the stairs all by himself

So I, I say to him, I say "Hey, you want me to help you with that?"

And Marty, he just rolls his eyes and goes

"No, I want you to cut off my arms and legs with a chainsaw"

So I did

And then he gets all indignant on me

He's like "Hey man, I was just being sarcastic"

Well, that's just great

How was I supposed to know that?

I'm not a mind reader for cryin' out loud

Besides, now he's got a really cute nickname - Torso-Boy

So what's he complaining about?

Say, that reminds me of another amusing anecdote

This guy comes up to me on the street and says he hasn't had a bite in three days

Well, I knew what he meant

But just to be funny, I took a big bite out of his jugular vein

And he's yellin' and screamin' and bleeding all over

And I'm like "Hey, come on, don'tcha get it?"

But he just keeps rolling around on the sidewalk, bleeding, and screaming

(screaming sounds)

You know, just completely missing the irony of the whole situation

Man, some people just can't take a joke, you know?

Anyway, um, um, where was I?

Kinda lost my train of thought

Uh, well, uh, OK

Anyway I, I know it's kinda been a roundabout way of saying it

But I guess the whole point I'm tryin' to make here is

I HATE SAUERKRAUT!

That's all I'm really tryin' to say

And, by the way, if one day you happen to wake up

And find yourself in an existential quandry

Full of loathing and self-doubt

And wracked with the pain and isolation of your pitiful meaningless existence

At least you can take a small bit of comfort in knowing that

Somewhere out there in this crazy mixed-up old universe of ours

There's still a little place called

Albuquerque

Albuquerque, Albuquerque

I said "A" (A)

"L" (L)

"B" (B)

"U" (U)

"querque" (querque)

Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque

Albuquerque

(belch)

Edited August 29, 2005 by Calax

Dark Moth · August 28, 2005

This might be deleted by mods, but what the heck. :luck:

Sir Robin's song (Monty Python and the Holy Grail)

Bravely bold Sir Robin

Brought forth from Camelot.

He was not afraid to die,

Oh, brave Sir Robin!

He was not at all afraid to be killed in nasty ways.

Brave, brave, brave, brave Sir Robin.

He was not in the least bit scared to be mashed into a pulp.

Or to have his eyes gouged out, and his elbows broken!

To have his kneecaps split, and his body burned away

And his limbs all hacked and mangled, brave Sir Robin.

His head smashed in and his heart cut out,

And his liver removed and his bowls unplugged,

And his nostrils raked and his bottom burnt off,

And his peni--

:thumbsup:

Cantousent · August 29, 2005

This wouldn't exactly be an example of my favorite lyrics. Still, it was a funny song.

Chumbawumba --- tubthumpin

We'll be singin'

When we're winnin'

We'll be singin'

Repeat (4x):

I get knocked down

But I get up again

You're neva gonna

Keep me down

Pissin' the night away

He drinks a whisky drink

He drinks a vodka drink

He drinks a lager drink

He drinks a cider drink

He sings the songs that

Remind him

Of the good times

He sings the songs that

Remind him

Of the betta times:

"Oh Danny Boy

Danny Boy

Danny Boy..."

Repeat Chorus(4x)

Pissin' the night away

He drinks a whiskey drink

He drinks a vodka drink

He drinks a lager drink

He drinks a cider drink

He sings the songs that

Remind him

Of the good times

He sings the songs that

Remind him

Of the betta times:

"Don't cry for me

Next door neighbour..."

Repeat Chorus(4x)

Chorus repeated throughout outro 'til end of song

Outro:

We'll be singin'

When we're winnin'

We'll be singin'

EnderAndrew · August 29, 2005

Pearl Jam - Black

Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay

Were laid spread out before me as her body once did

All five horizons revolved around her soul

As the earth to the sun

Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn

Ooh, and all I taught her was everything

Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore

And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds

Of what was everything?

Oh, the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...

I take a walk outside

I'm surrounded by some kids at play

I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear

Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head

I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning

How quick the sun can, drop away

And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass

Of what was everything?

All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...

All the love gone bad turned my world to black

Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I'll ever be...yeah...

Uh huh...uh huh...ooh...

I know someday you'll have a beautiful life, I know you'll be a star

In somebody else's sky, but why

Why, why can't it be, why can't it be mine

Cantousent · August 30, 2005

Space Oddity by David Bowie.

Ground Control to Major Tom

Take your protein pills and put your helmet on

Ground Control to Major Tom

Commencing countdown, engines on

Check ignition and may God's love be with you

Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six, Five,

Four, Three, Two, One, Liftoff

This is Ground Control to Major Tom

You've really made the grade

And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear

Now it's time to leave the capsule if you dare

"This is Major Tom to Ground Control

I'm stepping through the door

And I'm floating in a most peculiar way

And the stars look very different today

For here

Am I sitting in a tin can

Far above the world

Planet Earth is blue

And there's nothing I can do

Though I'm past one hundred thousand miles

I'm feeling very still

And I think my spaceship knows which way to go

Tell me wife I love her very much she knows"

Ground Control to Major Tom

Your circuit's dead, there's something wrong

Can you hear me, Major Tom?

Can you....

"Here am I floating round my tin can

Far above the Moon

Planet Earth is blue

And there's nothing I can do."

Cantousent · August 30, 2005

Here is the "spiritual successor" by Peter Schilling:

Standing there alone,

the ship is waiting.

All systems are go.

"Are you sure?"

Control is not convinced,

but the computer

has the evidence.

No need to abort.

The countdown starts.

Watching in a trance,

the crew is certain.

Nothing left to chance,

all is working.

Trying to relax

up in the capsule

"Send me up a drink."

jokes Major Tom.

The count goes on...

4, 3, 2, 1

Earth below us

drifting, falling.

Floating weightless

calling, calling home...

Second stage is cut.

We're now in orbit.

Stabilizers up,

runnning perfect.

Starting to collect

requested data.

"What will it affect

when all is done?"

thinks Major Tom.

Back at ground control,

there is a problem.

"Go to rockets full."

Not responding.

"Hello Major Tom.

Are you receiving?

Turn the thrusters on.

We're standing by."

There's no reply.

4, 3, 2, 1

Earth below us

drifting, falling.

Floating weightless

calling, calling home...

Across the stratosphere,

a final message:

"Give my wife my love."

Then nothing more.

Far beneath the ship,

the world is mourning.

They don't realize

he's alive.

No one understands,

but Major Tom sees.

"Now the light commands

this is my home,

I'm coming home."

Earth below us

drifting, falling.

Floating weightless

coming home...

Earth below us

drifting, falling.

Floating weightless

coming, coming

home...

home.....

Reveilled · September 5, 2005

Time to put all those years of wizardry school to use!

[Pulls out wand]

Ressurectus Threadio!

Save Ginny Weasly - Harry and the Potters

Are you scared to walk through the hallway?

Are you worried that the spiders run away?

Are you petrified...of being petrified?

Are we going to have to save the school again?