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  • This Song's For You uh huh

    Post song lyrics here.
    Like it or not, they'll tell about you.


    It's In The Way That You Use It
    by Eric Clapton and Peter Robertson


    It's in the way that you use it,
    It comes and it goes.
    It's in the way that you use it,
    Boy don't you know.

    And if you lie you will lose it,
    Feelings will show.
    So don't you ever abuse it,
    Don't let it go.

    Nobody's right till somebody's wrong.
    Nobody's weak till somebody's strong.
    No one gets lucky till luck comes along.
    Nobody's lonely till somebody's gone.

    Chorus

    Chorus

    First Verse

    I've seen dark skies, never like this.
    Walked on some thin ice, never like this.
    I've told you white lies, never like this.
    Looked into true eyes, never like this.

    Chorus
    Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
    "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
    He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

  • #2
    Have some message.

    The Hurt
    Cat Stevens (Yusuf Islam)

    You say you want to seek the truth, but it's hard to find
    No one to help you, your friends don't have the time
    So you ride around in your car, switch on the radio
    You want to relate to something you once read in a book
    What kind of a way to try to take a look

    Until I got hurt I was looking, I was on my way
    Until I got hurt, until I got hurt, darling I painted my face grey
    Until I got hurt, 'til I got hurt, why didn't I
    I didn't think of this until I got hurt
    'Till I got hurt, baby, I didn't know what love is

    You say you want to learn to laugh 'cause music makes you cry
    But the tears you shed are only in your eye
    So you turn to any phoney mouth with a tale to tell
    But he's just a hoaxer don't you know, selling peace and religion
    Between his jokes and his karma chewing gum

    Until I got hurt, I was looking, I was the same as you
    Untii I got hurt, until I got hurt, I did not know what to do
    Until I got hurt, 'till I got hurt, why didn't [
    I didn't think of this until I got hurt
    'Till I got hurt, baby, I didn't know what love is

    Young son, don't let me down, young son
    I'm trusting you to keep on, never turn away now
    Hold on, never let go, now hold on
    Turn your heart to the bright sun
    Love will come your way
    Cos 'till you make that final show
    You'll never know what love you've been missing
    Missing

    You say you want to seek the truth but you work alone
    No one to help you and nobody to push you on
    So you sit at home drinking your wine, television on
    You wait for a miracle, cos you say one day one'll come along
    ( But wishful thinking, boy) any minute now ! You might be gone
    I'd like to help you brother but that would be wrong

    Until I got hurt, I was looking, I was on my way
    Until I got hurt, until I got hurt, darling I didn't know which way
    Until I got hurt, 'till I got hurt, why didn't I
    I didn't think of this until I got hurt
    'Till I got hurt, baby, I didn't know what love is

    Until I got hurt, oh I didn't know what love is
    Last edited by SlowwHand; October 14, 2001, 12:00.
    Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
    "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
    He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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    • #3
      Heroin ~ Velvet Underground

      I don't know just where I'm going
      But I'm gonna try for the kingdom, if I can
      'Cause it makes me feel like I'm a man
      When I put a spike into my vein
      And I'll tell ya, things aren't quite the same
      When I'm rushing on my run
      And I feel just like Jesus' son
      And I guess that I just don't know
      And I guess that I just don't know

      I have made the big decision
      I'm gonna try to nullify my life
      'Cause when the blood begins to flow
      When it shoots up the dropper's neck
      When I'm closing in on death
      And you can't help me now, you guys
      And all you sweet girls with all your sweet talk
      You can all go take a walk
      And I guess that I just don't know
      And I guess that I just don't know

      I wish that I was born a thousand years ago
      I wish that I'd sail the darkened seas
      On a great big clipper ship
      Going from this land here to that
      In a sailor's suit and cap
      Away from the big city
      Where a man can not be free
      Of all of the evils of this town
      And of himself, and those around
      Oh, and I guess that I just don't know
      Oh, and I guess that I just don't know

      Heroin, be the death of me
      Heroin, it's my wife and it's my life
      Because a mainer to my vein
      Leads to a center in my head
      And then I'm better off and dead
      Because when the smack begins to flow
      I really don't care anymore
      About all the Jim-Jim's in this town
      And all the politicians makin' crazy sounds
      And everybody puttin' everybody else down
      And all the dead bodies piled up in mounds

      'Cause when the smack begins to flow
      Then I really don't care anymore
      Ah, when the heroin is in my blood
      And that blood is in my head
      Then thank God that I'm as good as dead
      Then thank your God that I'm not aware
      And thank God that I just don't care
      And I guess I just don't know
      And I guess I just don't know
      I'm 49% Apathetic, 23% Indifferent, 46% Redundant, 26% Repetative and 45% Mathetically Deficient.

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      • #4
        Rolling Stones - Miss you

        I've been holding out so long
        I've been sleeping all alone
        Lord I miss you
        I've been hanging on the phone
        I've been sleeping all alone
        I want to kiss you

        Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh
        Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh
        Oooh oooh oooh

        Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh
        Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh
        Oooh oooh oooh oooh

        Well, I've been haunted in my sleep
        You've been starring in my dreams
        Lord I miss you
        I've been waiting in the hall
        Been waiting on your call
        When the phone rings
        It's just some friends of mine that say,
        "Hey, what's the matter man?
        We're gonna come around at twelve
        With some Puerto Rican girls that are just dyin' to meet you.
        We're gonna bring a case of wine
        Hey, let's go mess and fool around
        You know, like we used to"

        Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah
        Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah
        Aaah aaah aaah aaah

        Oh everybody waits so long
        Oh baby why you wait so long
        Won't you come on! Come on!

        I've been walking in Central Park
        Singing after dark
        People think I'm crazy
        I've been stumbling on my feet
        Shuffling through the street
        Asking people, "What's the matter with you boy?"

        Sometimes I want to say to myself
        Sometimes I say

        Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh
        Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh
        Oooh oooh oooh

        Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh
        Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh
        I won't miss you child

        I guess I'm lying to myself
        It's just you and no one else
        Lord I won't miss you child
        You've been blotting out my mind
        Fooling on my time
        No, I won't miss you, baby, yeah

        Lord, I miss you child

        Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah
        Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah
        Aaah aaah aaah aaah

        Lord, I miss you child

        Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah
        Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah
        Aaah aaah aaah aaah

        Lord, I miss you child

        Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah
        Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah
        Aaah aaah aaah aaah

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        • #5
          Re: Miss You

          You can always tell a great song when over half the "lyrics" are inarticulate sounds.

          John-SJ

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          • #6
            i come from the water
            toadies
            possum kingdom


            I come from the water
            I crawled upon the shore
            I left my brothers there
            I got what i came for

            I sucked that hot air in
            and rose above the sand
            Emerged beneath the sun
            to be a man.....

            I come from the water
            I come from the water
            I come from the water
            I come from the water

            I come from the water
            That weren't no easy thing
            Its more than nature
            Its like my destiny

            I stood up on these lands
            and held my head up high
            Emerged beneath the sun
            to start a new life

            I come from the water
            I come from the water
            I come from the water
            I come from the water

            Life in the desert
            just to be together
            The sand forever
            the same forever
            it moves beneath me
            it pulls my body
            my pulse beats hotter
            so far from the water.

            I have to see the sun
            inspite of all its done.
            i pray for shade and rain
            i pray to live again
            i come from the water
            i come from the water
            i come from the water
            i come from the water


            Sober
            Tool
            Undertow (1993)


            There's a shadow just behind me. Shrouding every step I take.
            Making every promise empty. Pointing every finger at me.
            Waiting like a stalking butler, who upon the finger rests.
            Murder now the path of 'must we', just because the son has come.

            Jesus, won't you ****ing whistle. Something but the past and done.

            Why can't we not be sober? I just want to start this over.
            Why can't we drink forever? I just want to start this over.

            I am just a worthless liar. I am just an imbecile.
            I will only complicate you. Trust in me and fall as well.
            I will find a center in you. I will chew it up and leave.
            I will work to elevate you, just enough to bring you down.

            Mother Mary, won't you whisper. Something but the past is done.

            Why can't we not be sober? I just want to start this over.
            Why can't we sleep forever? I just want to start this over.

            I am just a worthless liar. I am just an imbecile.
            I will only complicate you. Trust in me and fall as well.
            I will find a center in you. I will chew it up and leave.
            Trust me. Trust me. Trust me. Trust me. Trust me.

            Why can't we not be sober. I just want to start things over.
            Why can't we sleep forever. I just want to start this over.

            I want what I want...
            I want what I want...
            I want what I want...
            I want what I want...


            Poison Well
            Insolence
            Revolution


            When it happen again like the time before
            Took a trip through my mental and find a small door
            To a passage written through time this is my mind set
            You find it deeper inside the strong-minded
            I find the energy and feel ire
            Changes the gravity inside of me
            We have no time to fret
            No time for regret
            If the poison doesn't kill us we commin live and direct

            This is my life
            This is my hell
            Straight took a journey
            This is my life
            This is my hell
            Straight took a journey

            My brain strain
            I feel no pain
            All kinds a chemicals race through my brain
            This and that well let me counteract
            Im lost in the vortex and aint commin back
            I become you and you become me
            Lost in dream of fact or fantasy
            Hallucinations from red to green
            Find the calculations for why we fiend

            This is my life
            This is my hell
            Straight took a journey
            to the poison well
            This is my life
            This is my hell
            Straight took a journey
            to the poison well
            This is my life
            This is my hell
            Straight took a journey
            to the poison well
            This is my life
            This is my hell
            Straight took a journey
            to the poison well
            This is my life
            This is my hell
            Straight took a journey
            to the poison well
            This is my life
            This is my hell
            Straight took a journey
            to the poison well

            Yo Yo
            I can see clearly despite all the nonsense
            I can see clearly despite all the bull****
            You can break it down but it still makes no sense
            I can see clearly despite all the nonsense

            This is my brain
            So sick science cant even contain
            Is there any thought process that remains
            This is my brain
            So sick science cant even contain
            Is there any thought process that remains

            This is my life
            This is my hell
            Straight took a journey
            to the poison well
            This is my life
            This is my hell
            Straight took a journey
            to the poison well
            This is my life
            This is my hell
            Straight took a journey
            to the poison well
            This is my life
            This is my hell
            Straight took a journey
            to the poison well
            This is my life
            This is my hell
            Straight took a journey
            to the poison well
            This is my life
            This is my hell
            Straight took a journey
            to the poison well

            I found my hell
            Inside Tha Poison Well
            I found my hell
            Inside Tha Poison Well


            get a haircut
            george thorogood


            I was a rebel from the day i left school
            Grew my hair long and broke all the rules
            I'd sit and listen to my records all day
            With big ambitions of where i could play

            My parents taught me what life was about
            So i grew up the type they warned me about
            They said my friends were just an unruly mob
            And i should get a haircut and get a real job

            Get a haircut and get a real job
            Clean your act up and don't be a slob
            Get it together like your big brother bob
            Why don't you get a haircut and get a real job

            I even tried that 9 to 5 scene
            I told myself that it was all a bad dream
            I found a band and some good songs to play
            And now I party all night, I sleep all day

            I met this chick she was my number one fan
            She took me home to meet her mommy and dad
            They took one look at me and said "oh my god!"
            Get a haircut and get a real job

            Get a haircut and get a real job
            Clean your act up and don't be a slob
            Get it together like your big brother bob
            Why don't you get a haircut and get a real job

            Get a real job, why don't you get a real job
            Get a real job, why don't you get a real job

            I hit the big time with my rock 'n' roll band
            The future's brighter now than I'd ever planned
            I'm ten times richer than my big brother bob
            And he, he's got a haircut he's got a real job

            Get a haircut and get a real job
            Clean your act up and don't be a slob
            Get it together like your big brother bob
            Why don't you get a haircut and get a real job

            Get a real job, why don't you get a real job
            Get a real job, why don't you get a real job


            Turn Me On Mr Deadman
            The Union Underground


            Penetrate, Penetrate
            All the simple minds
            They adore, what a bore how they stand in line
            Dilate, Dilate
            What's my drug of choice?
            It's okay when they pay they say I got the voice
            Look at this the mother****er is a millionaire
            Realize it's a mask that you wear
            Violate, Violate
            Such a simple plan

            Turn me on turn me on Mr. Deadman

            Yeah I want it
            I need it
            To make a million
            Yeah I love it
            A ****in' rockstar

            Penetrate, Penetrate
            All the simple minds
            They adore, what a bore how they stand in line
            Dilate, Dilate
            What's my drug of choice?
            It's okay when they pay they say I got the voice
            Look at this the little ****** is a millionaire
            Realize it's a mask that you wear
            Violate, Violate
            Such a simple plan
            Turn me on turn me on Mr. Deadman
            I never know their names, But i smile just the same
            New faces...Strange places,
            Most everything i see, Becomes a blur to me
            -Grandaddy, "The Final Push to the Sum"

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            • #7
              Billy Joel - We Didn't Start the Fire

              Harry Truman, Doris Day, Red China, Johnnie Ray
              South Pacific, Walter Winchell, Joe DiMaggio

              Joe McCarthy, Richard Nixon, Studebaker, television
              North Korea, South Korea, Marilyn Monroe

              Rosenbergs, H-bomb, Sugar Ray, Panmunjom
              Brando, "The King and I" and "The Catcher in the Rye"

              Eisenhower, vaccine, England's got a new queen
              Marciano, Liberace, Santayana goodbye

              CHORUS
              We didn't start the fire
              It was always burning
              Since the world's been turning
              We didn't start the fire
              No we didn't light it
              But we tried to fight it

              Joseph Stalin, Malenkov, Nasser aand Prokofiev
              Rockefeller, Campanella, Communist Bloc

              Roy hn, Juan Peron, Toscanini, dacron
              Dien Bien Phu falls, "Rock Around the Clock"

              Einstein, James Dean, Brooklyn's got a winning team
              Davy Crockett, Peter Pan, Elvis Presley, Disneyland

              Bardot, Budapest, Alabama, Krushchev
              Princess Grace, "Peyton Place", trouble in the Suez

              CHORUS

              Little Rock, Pasternak, Mickey Mantle, Kerouac
              Sputnik, Chou En-Lai, "Bridge on the River Kwai"

              Lebanon, Charlse de Gaulle, California baseball
              Starkweather, homicide, children of thalidomide

              Buddy Holly, "Ben Hur", space monkey, Mafia
              Hula hoops, Castro, Edsel is a no-go

              U2, Syngman Rhee, payola and Kennedy
              Chubby Checker, "Psycho", Belgians in the Congo

              CHORUS

              Hemingway, Eichmann, "Stranger in a Strange Land"
              Dylan, Berlin, Bay of Pigs invasion

              "Lawrence of Arabia", British Beatlemania
              Ole Miss, John Glenn, Liston beats Patterson

              Pope Paul, Malcolm X, British politician sex
              JFK, blown away, what else do I have to say

              CHORUS

              Birth control, Ho Chi Minh, Richard Nixon back again
              Moonshot, Woodsto, Watergate, punk rock
              Begin, Reagan, Palestine, terror on the airline
              Ayatollah's in Iran, Russians in Afghanistan

              "Wheel of Fortune", Sally Ride, heavy metal, suicide
              Foreign debts, homeless vets, AIDS, crack, Bernie Goetz
              Hypodermics on the shores, China's under martial law
              Rock and roller cola wars, I can't take it anymore

              CHORUS

              We didn't start the fire
              But when we are gone
              Will it still burn on, and on, and on, and on...

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              • #8
                Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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                • #9
                  Shade Sheist ft Nate Dogg and Kurupt - Where I wanna be

                  Chorus: [Nate Dogg]
                  This is where I wanna be
                  Right here with my loved ones
                  Smokin on some weed
                  You got chronic why don't you light it up

                  [Shade Sheist]
                  Now who's that kickin in the K for the West?
                  Shade pop with the flows that seep hoes in your vest
                  Half nigga with the word
                  Half run up in your spot to talk ****
                  Where I'm from, we prone to lick shots
                  Now Dogg Pound Gangstas but me up on game (up on game)
                  Now that I'm here a lot of **** gonna change
                  Mister quick to buy a chain, mister let the chain hang
                  Showin off the broads
                  I'm mister quick to get to bang
                  Now you might catch Sheist gettin bent in every coast
                  Still the nigga with the heat gettin rid of every coast
                  Still ****in with Mizz, we run trizz when we bored
                  And you know I got the X, twenties what they hittin for
                  See me if you wanna score, cuz I got what you need
                  Or you can see me at the club, tinted SUV
                  Gettin in for free, I'm bout to get my name known
                  Sheist pull a heist nigga just to get it on

                  [Chorus]

                  [Nate Dogg]
                  Check this out
                  You see, how I figure this thing
                  We can, all take over this game
                  If we, come together do this **** right
                  We can, all have a piece of the pie
                  You know, how i figured this out
                  I just, took a little trip down South
                  Soon as, I set foot off the plane
                  It was, just like a family thing
                  You know, a gangsta's hard to decieve
                  So I, took a little trip to the East
                  I'm not, slow so I can wait for the game
                  I'm not, broke so I'm in bulletproof everything
                  When I, touch down it ain't like a thing
                  They ain't, trippin off nothin but things
                  So I, quickly disposed of my shades
                  If we, if we ain't got us nigga where would we aim

                  [Chorus]

                  [Kurupt]
                  Yeah
                  Show me somethin I ain't never seen
                  I step in the house-party with a gangsta lean
                  It's Dogg Pound Gangstas we strikin back again
                  Ready to ride in the Lac again
                  Givin it up for Mack 10 and T-Boz for doin it
                  This ain't nothin but a gangsta reunion
                  New York and California, the places to be
                  Nate Dogg and Kurupt broadcast for free
                  We at the DoggHouse where the dogs at
                  Who wanna get with me?
                  Baby meet me in the back
                  Young Damien Young, this is number two
                  Ridin out room
                  Nigga what you wanna do?

                  [Chorus till fade]
                  "The Christian way has not been tried and found wanting, it has been found to be hard and left untried" - GK Chesterton.

                  "The most obvious predicition about the future is that it will be mostly like the past" - Alain de Botton

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                  • #10
                    Hmm...does this song say something about me? Who knows?



                    (Because) I Got High
                    Afroman


                    I was gonna clean my room until I got high
                    I gonna get up and find the broom but then I got high
                    my room is still messed up and I know why
                    - cause I got high (repeat 3X)

                    I was gonna go to class before I got high
                    I coulda cheated and I coulda passed but I got high
                    I am taking it next semester and I know why
                    - cause I got high (repeat 3X)

                    I was gonna go to work but then I got high
                    I just got a new promotion but I got high
                    now I'm selling dope and I know why
                    - cause I got high (repeat 3X)

                    I was gonna go to court before I got high
                    I was gonna pay my child support but then I got high
                    they took my whole paycheck and I know why
                    - cause I got high (repeat 3X)

                    I wasnt gonna run from the cops but I was high
                    I was gonna pull right over and stop but I was high
                    Now I am a paraplegic - because I got high (repeat 3X)

                    I was gonna pay my car note until I got high
                    I was gonna gamble on the boat but then I got high
                    now the tow truck is pulling away and I know why
                    - because I got high (repeat 3X)

                    I was gonna make love to you but then I got high
                    I was gonna eat yo ***** too but then I got high
                    now I'm jacking off and I know why
                    - cause I got high (repeat 3X)

                    I messed up my entire life because I got high
                    I lost my kids and wife because I got high
                    now I'm sleeping on the sidewalk and I know why
                    - cause I got high (repeat 3X)

                    I'm gonna stop singing this song because I'm high
                    I'm singing this whole thing wrong because I'm high
                    and if I dont sell one copy I know why
                    - cause I'm high (repeat 3X)
                    "I predict your ignore will rival Ben's" - Ecofarm
                    ^ The Poly equivalent of:
                    "I hope you can see this 'cause I'm [flipping you off] as hard as I can" - Ignignokt the Mooninite

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                    • #11



                      Johnny Rivers

                      THE TRACKS OF MY TEARS
                      (W. Robinson / M. Tarplin / W. Moore)

                      People say I'm the life of the party
                      'cause I tell a joke or two
                      Although I may be laughin' loud and hearty
                      Deep inside I'm blue

                      So take a good look at my face
                      You see my smile looks out of place
                      If you look closer it's easy to trace
                      The tracks of my tears

                      I need you, need you

                      If you see me with another girl
                      Actin' like I'm havin' fun
                      Although she may be cute
                      She's just a substitute
                      Girl you're the permanent one

                      Ah, take a good look at my face
                      You see my smile looks out of place
                      Now look closer it's easy to trace
                      The tracks of my tears

                      Outside, I'm masquerading
                      Inside, my heart is fading
                      I'm just a clown
                      Since you put me down
                      My smile is my makeup
                      I wear since my breakup with you

                      Baby, baby, take a good look at my face
                      You see my smile looks out of place
                      If you look closer it's easy to trace
                      The tracks of my tears

                      Baby, baby, baby, take a good look at my face
                      You see my smile looks out of place
                      Just look closer it's easy to trace
                      The tracks of my tears

                      Baby, baby, baby, take a good look at this face
                      My smile looks out of place
                      If you look closer it's easy to trace
                      The tracks of my tears

                      --------------------------------------------------------------------------------

                      Johnny Rivers

                      BABY, I NEED YOUR LOVIN'
                      (B. Holland / L. Dozier / E. Holland)

                      Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
                      Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
                      Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

                      Baby I need your lovin'
                      Baby I need your lovin'
                      Although you're never near
                      Your voice I often hear
                      Another day, another night
                      I long to hold you tight
                      'cause I'm so lonely

                      Baby I need your lovin'
                      Got to have all your lovin'
                      Baby I need your lovin'
                      Got to have all your lovin'

                      Some say it's a sign of weakness
                      For a man to beg
                      Then weak I would rather be
                      If it means havin' you to keep
                      'cause lately I've been losin' sleep

                      Baby I need your lovin'
                      Got to have all your lovin'
                      Baby I need your lovin'
                      Got to have all your lovin'

                      Every night I call your name
                      Sometimes I wonder girl, will I ever be the same
                      When you see me smile you know
                      Things are just gettin' worse
                      Any smile you might see baby
                      Has all been rehearsed
                      Baby I can't go on without ya
                      This lonliness won't let me live without ya
                      This emptiness inside me baby
                      Makes me feel half alive

                      Baby I need your lovin'
                      Got to have all your lovin'
                      Baby I need your lovin'
                      Got to have all your lovin'
                      Baby I need your lovin'
                      Got to have all your lovin'
                      Last edited by boann; October 14, 2001, 13:13.
                      "If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun." -Katherine Hepburn

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                      • #12
                        I got drunk one night and wrote a dozen or so alright songs.

                        My favourite non-personal songs ( i.e not about a certain someone..... ) is
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                        Some ****er knocked out my teeth


                        Last night I had a dream,
                        Some ****er knocked out all my teeth,
                        Some reason I didn’t seem to mind,
                        And I know what it’s about……

                        Last night I had not the dream,
                        Where some stupid ***** talked back at me,
                        And now, I think I have the key,
                        Cause I know that was reality.

                        YOU’RE THE ****ER!
                        YOU’RE THE ****ER KNOCKED OUT MY TEETH.
                        YOU’RE THE ****ER!
                        THE ****ER DESTROYED MY DREAM!

                        My teeth may still be here,
                        But I so deeply feel their loss,
                        I’d give them a decent burial,
                        But then I’d start cease, to be real.

                        My teeth may not be near,
                        My teeth confront my fear,
                        Cause I’m moving, toward the door,
                        That door inside my miiiiiind.

                        YOU’RE THE ****ER!
                        YOU’RE THE ****ER KNOCKED OUT MY TEETH.
                        YOU’RE THE ****ER!
                        THE ****ER DESTROYED MY DREAM!

                        Now alas, the dream does fade,
                        A worthy unworldly escapade,
                        But I figure it’s for the best,
                        False teeth just couldn’t pass my test.

                        Perhaps the dreams still here,
                        Does it know what I fear?
                        It’s not the teeth I lost that night.
                        I think it was you……..

                        YOU’RE THE ****ER!
                        YOU’RE THE ****ER KNOCKED OUT MY TEETH.
                        YOU’RE THE ****ER!
                        THE ****ER DESTROYED MY DREAM!

                        YOU’RE THE ****ER!
                        YOU’RE THE ****ER KNOCKED OUT MY TEETH.
                        YOU’RE THE ****ER!
                        THE ****ER DESTROYED MY DREAM!
                        A witty quote proves nothing. - Voltaire

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                        • #13
                          Sublime - 40 oz. to Freedom

                          You've got your hair permed
                          You've got your red dress on
                          Talkin' bout how second gear was such a turn on
                          And the fog forming on my window tells me that the morning here
                          And you'll be gone before too long

                          Who taught you those new tricks?
                          Damn I should'nt start that talk
                          But life is onw big question when your starin at the clock
                          And the answers always waiting at the liqour store
                          40 ounces to freedom
                          So I'll take that walk

                          And I know that ohhhh...I'm not comin back
                          Ohh not going back
                          God knows not going back

                          You look so fine when you lie it just don't show
                          But I know which way the wind blows
                          A 40 oz to freedom is the only chance I have
                          To feel good even though I feel bad

                          And I know that ohhhh...I'm not comin back
                          Ohh not going back
                          God knows I'm not going back
                          God knows I'm not going back

                          **********

                          Eminem - The Kids

                          [Mr. Mackey] (Eric Cartman)
                          And everyone should get along..
                          Okay children quiet down, quiet down
                          Children I'd like to introduce our new substitute teacher for the day
                          His name is Mr. Shady
                          Children quiet down please
                          Brian don't throw that (SHUT UP!)
                          Mr. Shady will be your new substitute
                          while Mr. Kaniff is out with pneumonia (HE'S GOT AIDS!)
                          Good luck Mr. Shady

                          [Eminem]
                          Hi there little boys and girls (**** YOU!)
                          Today we're gonna to learn how to poison squirrels
                          But first, I'd like you to meet my friend Bob (Huh?)
                          Say hi Bob! ("Hi Bob") Bob's 30 and still lives with his mom
                          and he don't got a job, cause Bob sits at home and smokes pot
                          but his twelve-year old brother looks up to him an awful lot
                          And Bob likes to hang out at the local waffle spot
                          and wait in the parkin lot for waitresses off the clock
                          when it's late and the lot gets dark and fake like he walks his dog
                          Drag 'em in the woods and go straight to the chopping blocks (AHH!)
                          And even if they escaped and they got the cops
                          the ladies would all be so afraid, they would drop the charge
                          'til one night Mrs. Stacey went off the job
                          when she felt someone grab her whole face and said not to talk
                          But Stacey knew it was Bob and said knock it off
                          But Bob wouldn't knock it off cause he's crazy and off his rocker
                          Crazier than Slim Shady is off the vodka
                          You couldn't even take him to Dre's to get Bob a "Dr."
                          He grabbed Stace' by the legs as chopped it off her
                          and dropped her off in the lake for the cops to find her
                          But ever since the day Stacey went off to wander
                          they never found her, and Bob still hangs at the waffle diner
                          And that's the story of Bob and his marijuana,
                          and what it might do to you
                          So see if the squirrels want any - it's bad for you

                          [Chorus: Mr. Mackey (Eminem)]

                          See children, drugs are bahhhd (c'mon)
                          and if you don't believe me, ask ya dahhhd (ask him man)
                          and if you don't believe him, ask ya mom (that's right)
                          She'll tell you how she does 'em all the time (she will)
                          So kids say no to drugs (that's right)
                          So you don't act like everyone else does (uh-huh)
                          Then there's really nothin else to say (sing along)
                          Drugs are just bad, mmm'kay?

                          [Eminem]
                          My penis is the size of a peanut, have you seen it?
                          **** NO you ain't seen it, it's the size of a peanut (Huh?)
                          Speakin of peanuts, you know what else is bad for squirrels?
                          Ecstasy is the worst drug in the world
                          If someone ever offers it to you, don't do it
                          Kids two hits'll probably drain all your spinal fluid
                          and spinal fluid is final, you won't get it back
                          So don't get attached, it'll attack every bone in your back
                          Meet Zach, twenty-one years old
                          After hangin out with some friends at a frat party, he gets bold
                          and decides to try five, when he's bribed by five guys
                          and peer pressure will win every time you try to fight it
                          Suddenly, he starts to convulse and his pulse goes into hyperdrive
                          and his eyes roll back in his skull {*blblblblblb*}
                          His back starts tah - look like the McDonald's Arches
                          He's on Donald's carpet, layin horizontal barfin {*BLEH*}
                          And everyone in the apartment starts laughin at him
                          "Hey Adam, Zach is a jackass, look at him!"
                          cause they took it too, so they think it's funny
                          So they're laughing at basically nothing except maybe wasting his money
                          Meanwhile, Zach's in a coma, the action is over
                          and his back and his shoulders hunched up like he's practicin yoga
                          And that's the story of Zach, the ecstasy maniac
                          So don't even feed that to squirrels class, cause it's bad for you

                          [Chorus: Mr. Mackey (Eminem)]

                          See children, drugs are bahhhd (that's right)
                          and if you don't believe me, ask ya dahhhd (that's right)
                          and if you don't believe him, ask ya mom (you can)
                          She'll tell you how she does 'em all the time (she will)
                          So kids say no to drugs (smoke crack)
                          So you don't act like everyone else does (that's right)
                          And there's really nothin else to say (but umm)
                          Drugs are just bad, mmm'kay?

                          [Eminem]
                          And last but not least, one of the most humungous
                          problems among young people today, is fungus
                          It grows from cow manure, they pick it out, wipe it off,
                          bag it up, and you put it right in your mouth and chew it
                          Yum yum! Then you start to see some dumb stuff
                          And everything slows down when you eat some of 'em..
                          And sometimes you see things that aren't there (Like what?)
                          Like fat woman in G-strings with orange hair
                          (Mr. Shady what's a G-string?) It's yarn Claire
                          Women stick 'em up their behinds, go out and wear 'em (Huh?)
                          And if you swallow too much of the magic mushrooms
                          Whoops, did I say magic mushrooms? I meant fungus
                          Ya tongue gets, all swoll up like a cow's tongue (How come?)
                          cause it comes from a cow's dung (Gross!!)
                          See drugs are bad, it's a common fact
                          But your mom and dad, know that's all that I'm good at (Oh!)
                          But don't be me, cause if you grow up and you go and O.D.
                          They're gonna come for me and I'ma have to grow a goatee
                          and get a disguise and hide, cause it'll be my fault
                          So don't do drugs, and do exactly as I don't,
                          cause I'm bad for you

                          [Chorus: Mr. Mackey (Eminem)]

                          See children, drugs are bahhhd (uh-huh)
                          and if you don't believe me, ask ya dahhhd (put that down)
                          and if you don't believe him, ask ya mom (you can ask)
                          She'll tell you how she does 'em all the time (and she will)
                          So kids say no to drugs (say no)
                          So you don't act like everyone else does (like I do)
                          And there's really nothin else to say (that's right)
                          Drugs are just bad, mmm'kay?

                          [Mr. Mackey] (Eric Cartman)
                          Come on children, clap along (SHUT UP!)
                          Sing along children (Suck my mother****in ****!)
                          Drugs are just bad, drugs are just bad (South Park is gonna sue me!)
                          So don't do drugs (Suck my mother****in penis!)
                          so there'll be more for me (Hippie! God damnit!)
                          (Mushrooms killed Kenny! *fart* Ewww, ahhh!)
                          (So, ****ed up, right now..)
                          John Brown did nothing wrong.

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                          • #14
                            wow. i can't believe the first one is over! that was the first thread i contributed

                            to here. Emperor and Mac: : awesome guys!
                            This is a repost of something i did last night on the other thread, and it's awesome! describes alot of my life.
                            Yeah, Whatever by Splender
                            And you're primitive, and you're cynical to me. And I chewed down on the bit, and almost swallowed it. You sit all alone with your colour t.v. Your hair starts to glisten, in spite of the fleas. We don't have to stay friends. Let's pretend to be enemies.
                            Yeah, Whatever makes you happy. Yeah, Whatever makes it beutifull. Yeah, Whatever leaves you satisfied. 'Cuz I'm out of time,
                            for now. And you're paranoid, as you look me up and down. And I'm soaked in gasoline, mud and ice cream. You sit by the phone with your toungue hanging out. You cradle the flies in the back of your mouth. We don't have to stay friends. Let's pretend to be enemies. Damned if you do, ****ed if you don't. Damned if you do, what if you won't? You must be aware of what you're doing to me. We sunk like a stone on a rock in the sea. We don't have to stay friends (Not for very long) We don't have to stay friends
                            (Just because you're gone) You get what you want 'cuz you won't let it die. Yeah, Whatever makes you happy. Yeah, Whatever leaves you insecure. Yeah, Whatever seems to break you down. 'cuz I'm out of time, but I'm feeling fine.
                            "Speaking on the subject of conformity: This rotting concept of the unfathomable nostril mystifies the fuming crotch of my being!!! Stop with the mooing you damned chihuahua!!! Ganglia!! Rats eat babies!" ~ happy noodle boy

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                            • #15
                              Us and Them ~ Pink Floyd

                              Us, and them
                              And after all we're only ordinary men.
                              Me, and you.
                              God only knows it's noz what we would choose to do.
                              Forward he cried from the rear
                              and the front rank died.
                              And the general sat and the lines on the map
                              moved from side to side.
                              Black and blue
                              And who knows which is which and who is who.
                              Up and down.
                              But in the end it's only round and round.
                              Haven't you heard it's a battle of words
                              The poster bearer cried.
                              Listen son, said the man with the gun
                              There's room for you inside.

                              "I mean, they're not gunna kill ya, so if you give 'em a quick short,
                              sharp, shock, they won't do it again. Dig it? I mean he get off
                              lightly, 'cos I would've given him a thrashing - I only hit him once!
                              It was only a difference of opinion, but really...I mean good manners
                              don't cost nothing do they, eh?"

                              Down and out
                              It can't be helped but there's a lot of it about.
                              With, without.
                              And who'll deny it's what the fighting's all about?
                              Out of the way, it's a busy day
                              I've got things on my mind.
                              For the want of the price of tea and a slice
                              The old man died.
                              I'm 49% Apathetic, 23% Indifferent, 46% Redundant, 26% Repetative and 45% Mathetically Deficient.

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