The Lyrics Thread
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Lady_A replied on Tue Dec 16, 2008 @ 10:57pm |
pendant que les champs brulent
j'attends que mes larmes viennent et quand la plaine ondule que jamais rien ne m'atteigne | |
I'm feeling drunk niagara right now.. |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Tamala replied on Wed Dec 17, 2008 @ 9:43am |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Rakoon replied on Wed Dec 17, 2008 @ 4:16pm |
hahahaha! oui! la toune de Radiohead
I want you to notice When I'm not a round | |
I'm feeling like a hobo right now.. |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Dr_Jwa replied on Fri Dec 19, 2008 @ 11:17pm |
Mon héro de la plume et de la mélodie...
Renaud -- Les Charognards Il y a beaucoup de monde Dans la rue Pierre Charon Il est 2 heures du mat' Le braquage a foiré J'ai une balle dans le ventre Une autre dans le poumon J'ai vécu à Sarcelles J'crève aux Champs Elysés Je vois la France entière du fond de mes ténèbres Les charognards sont là la mort ne vient pas seule J'ai la connerie humaine comme oraison funèbre Le regard des curieux comme unique linceul « C'est bien fait pour ta gueule Tu n'es qu'un p'tit salaud On n'portera pas le deuil C'est bien fait pour ta peau » Le boulanger du coin a quitté ses fourneaux Pour s'en venir cracher sur mon corps déja froid Il dit « J'suis pas raciste mais quand même les bicots Chaque fois qu'y a un sale coups ben y faut qu'y z'en soient » « Moi Monsieur j'vous signale que j'ai fait l'Indo-Chine » Dit un ancien para à quelques arrivistes Ces mecs c'est d'la racaille c'est pire que les vietmines Faut les descendre d'abord et discuter ensuite « C'est bien fait pour ta gueule Tu n'es qu'un p'tit salaud On n'portera pas le deuil C'est bien fait pour ta peau » Les zonards qui sont là vont s'faire lincher sûrement Si y continuent à dire que les flics assassinent Qu'on est un être humain même si on est truand Et que ma mise à mort n'a rien de légitime « Et s'ils prenaient ta mère comme otage ou ton frère » Dit un père bérêt basque à un jeune blouson de cuir « Et si c'était ton fils qu'était couché par terre Le nez dans sa misère » répond le jeune pour finir « C'est bien fait pour ta gueule Tu n'es qu'un p'tit salaud On n'portera pas le deuil C'est bien fait pour ta peau » Et Monsieur blanc cassis continue son délire Convaincu que déja mon âme est chez le diable Que ma mort fût trop douce que je méritais pire J'espère bien qu'en Enfer je r'trouverai ces minables Je n'suis pas un héros j'ai eu c'que j'méritais Je ne suis pas à plaindre j'ai presque de la chance Quand je pense à mon pote qui lui n'est que blessé Y va finir ses jours à l'ombre d'une potence « C'est bien fait pour sa gueule Ce n'est qu'un p'tit salaud On n'portera pas le deuil C'est bien fait pour sa peau » Elle n'a pas 17 ans cette fille qui pleure En pensant qu'à ses pieds il y a un homme mort Qu'il soit flic ou truand elle s'en fout sa pudeur Comme ses quelques larmes me réchauffent le corps Il y a beaucoup de monde Dans la rue Pierre Charon Il est 2 heures du mat' Mon sang coule au ruisseau C'est le sang d'un voyou qui révait de millions J'ai des millions d'étoiles au fond de mon caveau J'ai des millions d'étoiles au fond de mon caveau | |
I'm feeling plein de couleur right now.. |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» DCRn replied on Mon Dec 29, 2008 @ 11:10am |
C'est morbide ta toune :P
Voila pour remonter le moral: E Uassiuian N'tshish nuaten eshenniuian N'tshish nuaten eshen'tautshian N'thish tapue pussen'taman Nte ueshket ka inniuian Muk tapue ninen n'tinniun Tshetshi nan'tam akua tuteman Ne menuen'ten eshenakushian E uataman e uassiuian Eshk tapue ne mamet'nenten Net ueshket ka metueian Kametueian shet nuitsheuan Tshetshi nan'tam tekushenian Apu tshekuan n'tshish iten'taman Nte aitapian nte uateman Nte e uataman nte ka n'tautshian Apu tshi nan'tam tekushenian Muk tapue ninen n'tinniun Tshetshi nan'tam akua tuteman I menuen'ten eshenakushian E uataman e uassiuian | |
I'm feeling happy right now.. |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» the_worm replied on Wed Jan 28, 2009 @ 11:46am |
bleed slow
I think her pony-tails are a little too tight Because she's alone walking with me in this moon-light Tonight she fits in my palm The storm isn't anywhere close to calm Look I've gone and captured the mortal Put my face to hers clutched her by the torso And when the lips touched I inhaled Didn't matter that she hadn't been kissed much It's such a shame some have a name And everyone becomes the same Can't help but adore each one he's torn From the pores of the face of the earth's core This is ones more difficult than the last one This one had an open window she could ask him If someday he'll be the one to come and save her Take her away before she takes her away [Chorus] Take her away to where she didn't need to go Life fast, bleed slow Will he ever know the power of speak Wouldn't be what it was if the prey wasn't weak Take a peak into the way I seek The water for the creek The daughter of the speak Slaughter of the meak The Godly technique The monster march is to a different beat She don't love herself no more Won't be nobody elses whore No one like him spoke before Now he's gonna take her to see the seashore There you can stare at the waves Be brave, take your place Your safe slowly He traces her face with an index fingertip full of hate Love 'em and leave 'em Love'em or they leave you Some see the glow but some glow is see through As life leaves her body he screams me too All he ever wanted was to teach you to reach you Death is the cousin of sleep Just close your eyes count sheep and breathe deep Think about the sound of relief that surrounds you You were already gone before I found you [Chorus] X4 Live fast, bleed slow Live fast, bleed slow The power of speak | |
I'm feeling too much work right now.. |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Daf replied on Thu Jan 29, 2009 @ 9:08am |
une chanson au lyrics très noir mais avec une musique trop joyeuse, le genre de contraste que j'aime et qui me ressemble
The deadly Snakes - Gore veil (désolé si jles déjà poster, haha) If I gore veil in my mind I could turn to reality. I would leave you behind, put you far away from me. Through this veil I will find I could see my mortality. I could see it stare back at me I could see him point and laugh at me. I've been lost, all my life now I've found what's meant for me on the edge of a knife is a calm simplicity. In the storm and the strife there's a moment's clarity. When the quivering fraility now has all but fled from me. Today i saw an apple in my head and there was blood on my hands. Well everything was fire engine red and all the good pigeons sang. Bap ba da ba Bap ba da ba Bap ba da ba Just as our point of departure could this veil grow wings and fly but the truth that I harbor has no veil to make you cry. What a shame there is no cure for a fear of things that die for the need to tell a lie for a dryness in the eye. Today i saw an apple in my head and there was blood on my hands. Well everything was fire engine red and all the black guys they sang. Bap ba da ba Bap ba da ba Bap ba da ba What am I for, what am I for if not to lie among the palms what am I for, what am I for if not to sing another song what am I for, what am I for if not to paint the walls with blood what am I for, what am I for if not to bury in the mud what am I for, what am I for if not to build a shelter here what am I for, what am I for if not to pass another year what am I for, what am I for if not to wander through the rye what am I for, what am I for, what am I for, bap ba da ba If not to die bap ba da ba | |
I'm feeling kiss me, im shitface right now.. |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» the_worm replied on Thu Jan 29, 2009 @ 10:20am |
Blood for blood
Maldito Everyday I wake to find nothing has changed Still down on my luck I pray Alone still has to be this way Above me the skies will remain grey Got jealousy for anyone that's happy You don't know I hate you want to hurt you See you suffer, you won't hear the cries For help in me my fear I writhe in pain I was born to lose Angry and alone is what and how I was meant to be Hatred and fear will always be a part of me There's no salvation for me I know that I am cursed for all eternity Maldito - Yo naci Maldecido Bastard - Cursed with life and endless disappointments Monster - Learn to deal with what I've become Outcast - There's no reason to live there's only Hatred - Sometimes that's all that's real Terror - Sometimes that's all I feel Paranoia's got a strangle hold on my mind I want to sigh in relief but not this time It seems now a days to stop this torture need to drink and drink to forget the future Even the people in my life hardly know me The malice and rage I stride to hide and control I want to end this pain my luck drains away like rain There's only endless pain Maldito - Yo naci Maldecido Bastard - Cursed with life and endless disappointments Monster - Learn to deal with what I've become Outcast - There's no reason to live there's only Hatred - Sometimes that's all that's real Terror - Sometimes that's all I feel We're the cursed hide behind friendly smiles There's a need to crush and hurt to avenge our loss Day in day out the pain is too immense to bear My hatred grew cause no one ever cared I fail and fail at everything I do I hope, I lose, to me it's nothing new I try, I fail, I crash and burn I've lost again I die this curse will never end Hatred - Sometimes that's all that's real Terror - Sometimes that's all I feel Hatred - Sometimes that's all that's real Terror - Sometimes that's all I feel | |
I'm feeling too much work right now.. |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Daf replied on Tue Mar 17, 2009 @ 9:57am |
"arrête de me parler de tes nombreux appartement...,
arrête de me parler de tes nombreux amants... s'il ne reste plus que l'amitié, ça vaudra bien mieux qu'au cul un coup de pied les peines d'amour sont les coquerelles du ciel" | |
I'm feeling kiss me, im shitface right now.. |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Lady_A replied on Wed Mar 18, 2009 @ 10:46am |
Why does my heart feel so bad ?
Why does my soul feel so bad ? These open doors | |
I'm feeling steamy right now.. |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Nathan replied on Wed Mar 18, 2009 @ 1:35pm |
aww...old moby :)
i like the mood of that album... and cartoon music vids are great | |
I'm feeling you up right now.. |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Daf replied on Thu Mar 19, 2009 @ 10:16am |
Out of bed at eight AM
Out my head by half past ten Out with mates and dates and friends That's what I do at weekends I can't talk and I can't walk But I know where I'm going to go I'm going watch my money go At the Locarno When my feet go through the door I know what my right arm is for Buy a drink and pull a chair Up to the edge of the dance floor Bouncers bouncing through the night Trying to stop or start a fight I sit and watch the flashing lights Moving legs in footless tights I go out on Friday night And I come home on Saturday morning I go out on Friday night And I come home on Saturday morning I like to venture into town I like to get a few drinks down The floor gets packed the bar gets full I don't like life when things get dull The hen party have saved the night And freed themselves from drunken stags Having fun and dancing In a circle round their leather bags I go out on Friday night And I come home on Saturday morning I go out on Friday night And I come home on Saturday morning But two o'clock has come again It's time to leave this paradise Hope the chip shop isn't closed Cos' their pies are really nice I'll eat in the taxi queue Standing in someone else's spew Wish I had lipstick on my shirt Instead of piss stains on my shoes I go out on Friday night And I come home on Saturday morning I go out on Friday night And I come home on Saturday morning I go out on Friday night And I come home on Saturday morning I go out on Friday night And I come home on Saturday morning | |
I'm feeling kiss me, im shitface right now.. |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Nathan replied on Thu Mar 19, 2009 @ 1:38pm |
Operation Ivy - take warning
Listen up, Whoa, Take warning Stand by your friends, wrong or right Can't call that justice if its just a stupid excuse to fight Single out and attack the ones who got no defense You call that a new way of thinking i call it regression to ignorance Take warning Theres a new generation coming And we really gotta stand up to them No ones got a thing against you What you've got something to prove We don't need no set of standards, We don't need a new set of rules Man,heard all that shit before About stomping out any difference We say stand together! (not to fight just to exist) Take warning Intimidation coming And we really gotta say no to them Enough is enough is enough Why don't you just ease up I saw another beat down last night take warning Who's the next to hit the ground tonight take warning | |
I'm feeling you up right now.. |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» the_worm replied on Thu Mar 19, 2009 @ 1:49pm |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Daf replied on Thu Mar 19, 2009 @ 2:03pm |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» the_worm replied on Thu Mar 19, 2009 @ 2:06pm |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Daf replied on Thu Mar 19, 2009 @ 2:25pm |
toé aussi manne, pour ça jte respect ;) | |
I'm feeling kiss me, im shitface right now.. |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Daf replied on Mon Mar 23, 2009 @ 1:27pm |
y'a des chansons qu'on a l'impression qu'on aurait pu écrire dans les même motsd, de la même façon, tellement que cette chanson nous ressemble/représente exactement ce que l'on vie. Et bien voici la mienne. Depuis beaucoup trop longtemps j'aime Radiohead, leur lyrics et leur mélodie ont su parler pour moi, mais dans toutes ces chansons qui me ressemble, celle ci se démarque d'avantage tellement elle est moi.
Wolf at the Door drag him out the window dragging out your dead singing i miss you snakes and ladders flip the lid out pops the cracker smacks you in the head knifes you in the neck kicks you in the teeth steel toe caps takes all your credit cards step up get the gunge get the eggs get the flan in the face the flan in the face the flan in the face dance you fucker dance you fucker don't you dare don't you dare don't you flan in the face take it with the love its given take it with a pinch of salt take it to the taxman let me back let me back i promise to be good don't look in the mirror at the face you don't recognize help me call the doctor put me inside put me inside put me inside put me inside put me inside i keep the wolf from the door but he calls me up calls me on the phone tells me all the ways that he's gonna mess me up steal all my children if i don't pay the ransom but i'll never see him again if i squeal to the cops walking like a giant crane and with my x ray eyes i strip you naked in a tight little world and are you on the list? stepford wives who are we to complain? investments and dealers investments and dealers cold wives and mistresses. cold wives and sunday papers. city boys in 1st class don't know we're born just know someone else is gonna come and clean it up born and raised for the job oh I wish you'd get up go over get up go over and turn this tape off. i keep the wolf from the door but he calls me up calls me on the phone tells me all the ways that hes gonna mess me up steal all my children if i don't pay the ransom but i'll never see him again if i squeal to the cops le vidéo est malade | |
I'm feeling kiss me, im shitface right now.. |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Nathan replied on Mon Mar 23, 2009 @ 3:30pm |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Daf replied on Mon Mar 23, 2009 @ 4:00pm |
no the one before, Hail to the thief
the video is made by a fan though! | |
I'm feeling kiss me, im shitface right now.. |
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