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The Lyrics Thread
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Nathan replied on Mon Mar 23, 2009 @ 4:05pm
nathan
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cool! thnx...love radiohead, but haven't been paying such close attention to them for a few years.
I'm feeling you up right now..
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Daf replied on Mon Mar 23, 2009 @ 4:15pm
daf
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pleasure! i love radiohead so bad

i enjoyed all them albums, big time

here is my favorite song from their last album (in rainbows)



again, the lyrics are just cruelly perfect

i hate you thom yorke for being what you are, what i am, for being the artist who know exactly what i feel. i hate you for loving you too much... hahaha
I'm feeling kiss me, im shitface right now..
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» DCRn replied on Tue Mar 24, 2009 @ 8:56am
dcrn
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Pour me Another - Atmosphere

[Slug]
All she wanted was a little bit of solid
Feels like love, it doesn't matter what you call it
Heal those cuts or hide em underneath the polish
Break another promise and take me as a hostage (take me)
Hold your job down and let the zombies crowd around
Thankin' mommy's god that it's a cop's town
Keep it safe for me while I chase a fantasy
Swervin through the galaxy, searchin for a family
Happily surrounded by planets and stars
She was stuck uptown while you was landin on mars
It's all fucked up now, caught your hand in the jar
Another small step back for the man at the bar (hey bartender)
Spill a little bit of blood on the street
For the love that goes to those who know they drink too much
And hold your own glass up to the heavens
Take a little time and try to count the seconds

[Chorus]
It goes, pour me another, so I could forget you now
Pour me another, so I could come let you down
Pour me another, so I can remember how
True that I am to this addiction of you [2X]

[Slug]
Drink it all away, numb it down to none
Stay awake tonight and wait for the sun
You say you hate your life, you aint the only one
Let your frustration out the gate and watch the pony run
One double, for the hunger and the struggle
Two for the fool trying to pull apart the puzzle
Three now I smile while I wait for your rebuttle
By the fourth shot, I'm just another child in a bubble
Tryin to play with the passion and the placement
Just to see what these people let him get away with
Still tryin to climb a mountain for you
Hammer in my hand, still poundin on a screw
She don't listen so he don't speak no more
Nobody's winning 'cause neither is keeping score
Don't wanna think no more, just let me drink some more
Pour me another, cause I can still see the floor

[Chorus] 2X

[Slug]
Live life tipsy, Stiff if it don't fit right with me
Kiss my whiskey, lift my lips, press to my angel
Swallow it and leave her empty bottle on the table
Let the past fall, making faces at that clock on the back wall
Countdown to the last call, ask all these people that make sounds
"How long does it take for the pace to break down"
Another lonely little trophy
If only I could walk a straight line, I'd make it home free
And everybody in this bar thinks they know me
And my story like "poor me" (yea, pour me another homie)
I can count the days till you come back
Or I can follow them sunrays down to the train tracks
I can stumble drunk over hope and love
Or I could keep drinking until I sober up (hey waitress)

[Chorus]

[Slug]
Bottles and pints, and shots and cans
Couches and floors, and drunk best friends
Models and whores, and tattooed hands
Cities and secrets and cats and vans
Good times, laughter, bad decisions
Strippers and actors, and average musicians
Mornings after and walks of shame
The bartender knows me by my real name
Sing it
I'm feeling repomanish right now..
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Daf replied on Thu Apr 2, 2009 @ 1:07pm
daf
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Who's in a bad mood, who's in a taxi?
Turning the clock back, avoiding a fight with this man he is meeting
Stands in the lobby, counting his questions in the neon light
Sinking under the river, sewer line touches the edge of the suburbs
back to the beach where a family is waiting on rumors of summer
lay out a blanket, bring something to feed the birds

With all the luck you've had
Why are your songs so sad?
Sing from a book you're reading in bed
and took to heart
All of your lives unled, reading in bed
I'm feeling kiss me, im shitface right now..
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» the_worm replied on Thu Apr 2, 2009 @ 6:38pm
the_worm
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eyedea---man vs.ape
Move!
There's no telling what I'ma do
I'm eighty-thousand years of natural selection comin through
You ain't got as much aggression, possessions, weapons
I'll be damned if I get outdone by the next man
If you're beliefs are different than mine, then we gonna fight
Who needs peace when you can profit from being right?
I hold picket signs outside abortion clinic doors
Take what I want with force
And my God could kill yours

Involved with a species evolving so slowly
Genetically infantile, violent and holy
We think we're so smart but there's not much to know
Caveman is still alive behind those robot eyes
Fully controlled by ten thousand year old instincts
Hands on the war button, flinch and your world's extinct
This is technology for the barbarian
I see the future: the past, we'll be there again

Remember, the atom bomb came from the same place as poetry

Die dirty hippy commie scum Christian Muslim Buddhist Jew
Democrat factory workin college student youth
My nervous system don't take no bullshit
Been dominating since the day I touched the monolith
I only breed with sex-symbol worthy women
They stay at home and cook while I go out a make a living
Don't challenge my ego, don't step on my shoe
Otherwise the next wake that you attend might be for you

Grindin' my teeth as I'm battling uphill
The fight against ape-hood is fate versus free will
We think we're advanced but there's nowhere to go
Mammals stay captive to animal actions
So slowly we climb up this DNA brick wall
Addicted to emptiness, anger and pitfalls
Desire for space, territory, or lust
We'll eventually turn this whole planet to dust

There can be no peace when man is still a part of it

Purpose, perseverance, wordless amoeba surface
To lead the first coherent paleolithic circus
Specific neuro-circuits link man and Neanderthal
However, recent bio-chemical imprints
conflict with primitive urges
It's full blown ontological warfare
Murdering memories in the future two million years
Peace is a word we often say,
But it can't exist as long as the ape is here to stay
I'm feeling too much work right now..
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» DCRn replied on Fri Apr 3, 2009 @ 9:35am
dcrn
Coolness: 158295
I never really got into Eyedea. Not that he's bad. I just might not like his voice... there's something bugging me. Still, nice song.

Mine:

Skunx by Lars Frederiksen and the Bastards

In '82 I was the young one in the bunch
Initation started and ended with a punch
As I got older I got scars to prove my worth
More times than others I fell face first in the dirt
Wo ho ho can't you see, you'll never take the gang outta me.
Runt in a pack of wolves
I was nosed up to the front
I preyed on the weekend soldiers who couldn't take the hunt
Like Julius Caesar waited for the knife stuck in his back
I stood so proud and tall and I won't go out like that.
Wo ho ho can't you see -- you'll never take the gang outta me.
Well all the kings before I cut down with my axe
I stood atop this world alone without a scratch
With another victory I basked right under the sun
My war was over but a new one has begun
Wo ho ho can't you see -- you'll never take the gang outta me!
I'm feeling repomanish right now..
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» the_worm replied on Fri Apr 3, 2009 @ 7:44pm
the_worm
Coolness: 61115
^^yeah same here but he got mad lyrics and 2 track are fuckin awesome:here for you and even shadows have shadows
I'm feeling too much work right now..
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» cutterhead replied on Tue Apr 7, 2009 @ 5:22am
cutterhead
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Originally Posted By N.A

cool! thnx...love radiohead, but haven't been paying such close attention to them for a few years.


o'reilly ? , this is like lightyears from industrial , what the hell were u experimenting at that time :)
Update » cutterhead wrote on Tue Apr 7, 2009 @ 5:30am
im not bashing for havin an interest in radiohead, i personnaly would run from the room if it would play , but this is a personnal choice. i had the idea we scratch the subject and herd otherwise . my bad
Update » cutterhead wrote on Tue Apr 7, 2009 @ 6:00am


GWAR - THE BONUS PLAN

Tabarnac
Ma Petite Crack
J'ai vu Toi
Tu sens bien
Je Ment Vien Pret de Toi Pour Te Sentire Pret De

Moi Ma te Mord Ta Clavicule
Ma te Mord Ta Clavicule
Roullante Ma gang
De Morte on sans collise
Ma te Mord Ta Clavicule
Ma te Mord Ta Clavicule

Tes Amis Vont
Cherchez loin
Moi pi ma gang on ve te punire
Ta Tete sur Les mure du bus
On n'a tapez du code moris
I'm feeling remf right now..
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Zimmermau5 replied on Wed Apr 8, 2009 @ 8:52am
zimmermau5
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And when i see you
I really see you upside down
But my brain knows better
It picks you up and turns you around
Turns you around, turns you around

If you feel discouraged
That there's a lack of color here
Please don't worry lover
It's really bursting at the seems
Absorbing everything
The spectrum's a to z

This fact not fiction
For the first time in years
And all the girls in every girlie magazine
Can't make me feel any less alone
I'm reaching for the phone

To call at 7:03 and on your machine I slur a plea for you to come home
But i know it's too late
I should have given you a reason to stay
Given you a reason to stay [x3]

This is fact not fiction
For the first time in years
I'm feeling new baby right now..
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Dr_Jwa replied on Thu Apr 9, 2009 @ 1:16am
dr_jwa
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History repeats itself
Coiling down into the future
When it's one second to twelve
The hands touch and follow deeper

History repeats itself
I didn't learn, I wouldn't listen
I couldn't see the books were on the shelf
For my good sense, I never missed 'em

Wish I was standing by the shore
Feel the wind blow in my face
See the waves roll in for an encore
They take a bow, they know their place

I do not want, I do not feel
I've turned away in myself
I can't find anything that's real
But history repeats itself
I'm feeling *** right now..
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» DCRn replied on Mon Apr 20, 2009 @ 8:26am
dcrn
Coolness: 158295
Who Said We're Wack? by Incredibad (Lonely Island)

[Intro]
Aiyyo fam, check this out
I was just at the club right?
Heard these two dudes talkin
One of them said to the other one
that they knew someone, who said you guys are WACK!

[Chorus]
Who said we're wack? You said we're wack?
You take it back! Who said we're wack?
You talkin smack? You're gonna get smacked!
(You sayin that I'm wack but it just ain't so)

[The Lonely Island]
Someone said we're wack, why would they say that?
I don't think we're wack, who said we're wack?
Who said we're wack? I can't believe that
They must be smokin crack, to say that we're wack
Say that we're wack, you probably get smacked
if you say we're wack, did you say we're wack?
WHO SAID WE'RE WACK? I'll paint your eye black!
Won'tcha check my facts - who said we're wack?

How could a person up and call a person wack?
How could the devil turn the blue sky black?
How many babies born will never reach their dreams?
And how could a person call another person wack?

I heard a rumor that somebody said we're wack
I think that's wack, to call someone wack
I AM NOT WACK, NO MATTER WHAT YOU SAY
WHAT DID YOU SAY? DID YOU SAY I'M WACK?~!

[Outro]
All the ladies in the house put your hands up
All the fellas in the house put your hands up
Now whoever said we're wack put your hand up
Now everyone else, put your hands down
(Oh there he is, there he is!)
I'm feeling repomanish right now..
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Daf replied on Tue Apr 21, 2009 @ 2:17pm
daf
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And I could take another hit for you
And I could take another trip for you
And I could take away the salt from you
Take away the skin and salt in you
And I could take away your shaky knees
And I could give you all the olive trees
And I could give you all the olive trees
And I could take away your shaky knees
And put it all up into the trees and into the seas and away from here

So give me your eyes
I need sunshine
Give me your eyes
I need sunshine
Your blood, your bones, your voice, and your ghost
We’ve both been very brave
Walk around with both legs
Fight the scary day
We both pulled the tricks out of our sleeves
But I’ll believe in anything and
You’ll believe in anything
I'm feeling kiss me, im shitface right now..
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» DCRn replied on Wed Apr 22, 2009 @ 9:07am
dcrn
Coolness: 158295
Scuse Daf, je feel juste trop Lonely Island dernièrement :)

Dreamgirl - Lonely Island

(The following song is brought to you by Chex Mix)

Some dude once said that love is a many funny things
I know there's a perfect girl out
there for me, cuz I see her in my dreams

Dream girl, you're a fantasy, you're the only one
Out there for me My love

Dream girl you amaze me all dressed in paisley
Love how not one but both eyes are lazy
When I first saw you you were drivin' the bus
Thick skin, strong nose like a rhinoceros

Dream girl so beautiful, lips all crumby
Skin like asphalt, nose so runny
Thick thighs, no waist, not a care in the world
You not crazy girl, you just my baby girl

Yo, you're a vision in sweats with the neon pouch
Half eaten squirrel hangin' outta your mouth
Rainbow poncho, the female tonto
Hear a loud noise stomp a bucket like a bronco

Dream girl, you're a fantasy, you're the only one
Out there for me My love

You got your cellphone ring set to Sex and the City
You like a hot bowl of grits only way more gritty
Straight drippin' in turquoise my Santa Fe queen
One short leg you got that Santa Fe Lean

It's music to my ears when you scream in your sleep
And when you lift your skirt in
public yo I can't help but peek
You like Cleopatra with the eyes of a pig
Love to watch you in the backyard when you go out to dig

Girl how'd you get those mouse traps glued to your neck
Little rascal, how'd you get screwed to the deck?
You put away slurpees like a trash can
Your smile's all stainy and your not too brainy and

I like that!

Talking to your shoe like it's your friend

I like that!

Yellin' at the walls in make pretend

I like that!

Tellin' you to stop and then you don't
You say you're gonna stab me in my sleep
But you won't!

Last week thought I saw you on the street
turns out it was a bag of trash
Just a big ol' bag of trash
I thought you look like a bag of trash

Dream girl I pitch a tent when you stomp in the room
Like a hellbound turkey mixed with a baboon
Your sexy and your spicy like a bowl of Chex Mix
And I always feel safe when I'm in your flesh mitts

Your teeth so clean coulda swore you were British
Never take the Chex Mix cuz you always get skittish
Open clams with both feet cuz your ambidextrous
No point cuz we know you eat nothin' but Chex Mix

Chex Mix number one food snack in the land
it's the cereal taste that you eat with your hand
Chex Mix at your local grocer buy a box
Your family will all say
CHEX MIX ROCKS!

Chex Mix, your the snack for me, your the only one
I'll ever eat or buy
Chex Mix your delicious, you got 60%
less fat than potato chips
I'm feeling repomanish right now..
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Daf replied on Wed Apr 22, 2009 @ 9:34am
daf
Coolness: 185415
haha pourquoi tu t'excuse ?

tu me donnes juste envie de voir c'est quoi ;)
I'm feeling kiss me, im shitface right now..
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» MolocH replied on Wed Apr 22, 2009 @ 10:35am
moloch
Coolness: 226335
Northern winds began to spread
The stench and ashes of the dead
Thru the mountains, made their way
Among the living near the place
Cut right thru their veins
Digging up old fears

The quiet nights, not what it seems
It cries
As human candles scream

Like there's no tomorrow
Without pain and sorrow
Feeding on their weakness
Will their spirits hear the promised call
Or will they linger on
Feeding on our weakness

The wooden churches beyond the trees
Made it simple to conceil
The master plan of a single man
To die together under the moon
Lost in a numbing glow
Their dedicated souls
Have left it all to sit behind
Tonite
They're going out in style
I'm feeling zero right now..
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» the_worm replied on Wed Apr 22, 2009 @ 1:00pm
the_worm
Coolness: 61115
propagandhi---back to the motor league
I like to party fucking hard
I like my rock and roll the same
Don't give a fuck if I burn out
Don't give a fuck if I fade away

So back to the Motor-League with me
Before I'm forced to face the wrath of a well-heeled buying public
Who live vicariously through
Tortured-artist college-rock and floor-punching macho pabulum
Back to the Motor League I go
Once thought I drew a lucky hand
Turned out to be a live grenade

Oh my god!
Holy shit!

Play-acting "anarchists" and Mommy's-little-skinheads,
Death-threats and sycophants and wieners drunk on straight-edge.
Fuck off
Who cares?
I'd rather highlight Trip-Tiks than listen to your bullshit.
Fuck off
Who cares- about your stupid scenes, your shitty zines, the straw-men you build up to burn?

It never ceases to amaze
And as I'm suffering your perfection it reminds me of my own race
To redress my own sad history of:
Mouthed feet
Eaten hats
Teated bulls
Amish phone-books
Drunken brawls

But what have we here?
15 years later it still reeks of swill and Chickenshit Conformists
With their fists in the air
Like-father, like-son "rebels" bloated on korn, eminems and bizkits.
Lord, hear our prayer:
Take back your Amy Grant mosh-crews and fair-weather politics.
Blow-dry my hair and stick me on a ten-speed.
Back to the Motor League
Back to the Motor League
Back to the Motor League

I guess life is just a popularity contest
Success, the ability to perform within a framework of obedience
Just ask the candy-coated Joy-Cam rock-bands
selling shoes for venture-capitalists,
silencing competing messages,
Rounding off the jagged edges
I'm feeling too much work right now..
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» cutterhead replied on Wed Apr 22, 2009 @ 10:06pm
cutterhead
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^ band rocks! how to clean everything esp.

Propagandhi Ska Sucks

Ska sucks. Ska revival isn't cool you stupid fuck.
The bands are only in it for the bucks.
And if you don't believe me you're a schmuck.
But the trend will die out with any luck.
Yo Ho. Yo Ho.
Rudy, a message to you Rudy, a message to you Rudy.
Fuck you Rudy!
I'm feeling snafu right now..
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» the_worm replied on Thu Apr 23, 2009 @ 12:25pm
the_worm
Coolness: 61115

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new album out
I'm feeling too much work right now..
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» DCRn replied on Tue Jun 2, 2009 @ 4:36pm
dcrn
Coolness: 158295
The Piano has been Drinking - Tom Waits

The piano has been drinking
my necktie is asleep
and the combo went back to New York
the jukebox has to take a leak
and the carpet needs a haircut
and the spotlight looks like a prison break
cause the telephone's out of cigarettes
and the balcony's on the make
and the piano has been drinking
the piano has been drinking...

and the menus are all freezing
and the lightman's blind in one eye
and he can't see out of the other
and the piano-tuner's got a hearing aid
and he showed up with his mother
and the piano has been drinking
the piano has been drinking

cause the bouncer is a Sumo wrestler
cream puff casper milk toast
and the owner is a mental midget
with the I.Q. of a fencepost
cause the piano has been drinking
the piano has been drinking...

and you can't find your waitress
with a Geiger counter
And she hates you and your friends
and you just can't get served
without her
and the box-office is drooling
and the bar stools are on fire
and the newspapers were fooling
and the ash-trays have retired
the piano has been drinking
the piano has been drinking
The piano has been drinking
not me, not me, not me, not me, not me
I'm feeling smart went crazy right now..
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Zimmermau5 replied on Tue Jun 2, 2009 @ 7:23pm
zimmermau5
Coolness: 77420
that was our fifth song,
and i hope you enjoyed it,
now this would be our best song you have ever heard,
the dirt bikes going on stage. thank you.

you're gonna drive me crazy
you're gonna drive me mad
you got an angel on your shoulder
makin hairpins outta glass

i believe in believing
the things that we don't see
and the skin violin is where the neighbors wont read meals
and the family heirloom jewelery
with sets and heaps of thieves
will cast down things
that you've never even
seen like the gods
like the glory like the stories
that your fathers set before you
ride the tiger round the kingdom
oh no oh no
oh no there's a meeting in the canyons
oh no this is rising to the clouds

you're gonna drive me crazy
you're gonna drive me mad
you got an angel on your shoulder
makin hairpins outta glass

baby don't be unhappy
baby don't be sad
baby things are coming
i swear there's truth in that

i'm shooting off the cannons
of the clouds begin to flow
and the baskets weave ???????? but the ones we'll never keep
just pretend that things are mobile and will never stay put
and the way we were the day we climbed to the top of the
steeple with its people spewing angels out their mouths and letting tables turn to charcoal in the lipstick and the lipstick in the evening(oh no)
oh no we were waving like the trees
oh no then they moved us to the sky

you're gonna drive me crazy
you're gonna drive me mad
you got an angel on your shoulder
makin hairpins outta glass

baby don't be unhappy
baby don't be sad
baby things are coming
i swear there's truth in that

two or three times the bell will ring but when when we look for the better things we search for this we have not build i feel it crash upon your skin
i find it hard to believe there more
of these things behind the door
do you miss me like i miss you
do i miss you like you miss me

you're gonna drive me crazy
you're gonna drive me mad
you got an angel on your shoulder
makin hairpins outta glass

baby don't be unhappy
baby don't be sad
baby things are coming
i swear there's truth in that
x2
I'm feeling can- asian <3 right now..
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