This Song's For You uh huh

[devilmunchkin]

life

Try, Try, Try by Smashing Pumpkins

talk talk
what's our mission
do we know
would never listen
for too long
they held me under
but out here
it's almost over
in detroit
on our memphis train
like you said

it's down in the heat and the summer rain
or the automatic galls of your memories
down in the sleep at the airplane races

try to hold on
for this heart
a little bit longer
try to hold on
for this love
alone
try to hold on
for this heart
a little bit colder
try to hold on
for this love

paperback scroll your hidden poem
written around the dried out flowers
here we are still trading places
try to hold on

talk talk
can you envision
a free world
of clear devision
for too long
they held us under
but i know
we're getting over
in detroit
with the nashville tears
like you said

it's down in the heat with the broken numbers
down in the gaze of solemnity
down in the way you held together

you try to hold on
to this heart
a little bit closer
try to hold on
for this love
alone
try to hold on
for this heart
a little bit older
try to hold on
for this love
alone

and we are still alive
try to hold on
and we are still alive
try to hold on
and no one should deny
we try to hold on
to the pulse of a feedback car
and into the flower, the cryptic movement
slipback kills the ancient remnants
that try to hold on

try to hold on
to this heart
alive
try to hold on
to this love
alone
try to hold on
and we are still alone
try to hold on
and we are still alive
try to hold on
talk talk
you never listen
skin need
try to hold on
stop stop
what's our mission
skin need
try to hold on

[mactbone]

Thanks Devilmunchkin I'll keep 'em comin'! All I have to do is shuffle my playlist a couple of times and I find a ton of cool songs.

Low Rider
War

All my friends know the low rider
The low rider is a little higher
Low rider drives a little slower
Low rider is a real goer
Low rider knows every street yeah!
Low rider is the one to meet yeah!
Low rider don't use no gas now
Low rider don't drive to fast
Take a little trip
Take a little trip
Take a little trip and see
Take a little trip
Take a little trip
Take a little trip with me


Werewolves Of London
Warren Zevon

I saw a werewolf with a Chinese menu in his hand
Walking through the streets of Soho in the rain
He was looking for the place called Lee Ho Fook's
For to get a big dish of beef chow mein

Ah Hooooh Werewolves of London
ah Hooooh
Ah Hooooh Werewolves of London
ah Hooooh

You hear 'em howling around your kitchen door
You better not let 'em in
Little old lady got mutilated late last night
Werewolves of london again

Ah Hooooh Werewolves of London
ah Hooooh
Ah Hooooh Werewolves of London
ah Hooooh

He's the hairy-handed gent
Who ran amuck in Kent
Lately he's been overheard in Mayfair

You better stay away from him
He'll rip your lungs out, Jim
Huh, I'd like to meet his tailor

Ah Hooooh Werewolves of London
ah Hooooh
Ah Hooooh Werewolves of London
ah Hooooh

well, I saw Lon Chaney walking with the Queen
Doing the werewolves of london
I saw Lon Chaney, Jr. walking with the Queen
Doing the werewolves of london

I saw a werewolf drinking a pina colada at Trader Vic's
And his hair was perfect

Ah Hooooh
Werewolves of London

Draw blood

Ah Hooooh
Werewolves of London


Synapse
Bush

I don't mind this.
Deaf again.
Just a skinfull.
What we choose to forget.
Thinking you know.
Thinking you see all sides.
Crossing a stone from your hand.
Ya right.
Hell is where the heart is.
Synapse again.
There's nothing more I can do.
I havn't done again.
I never wanted nothing wrong.
Taking a cue from seven days.
I'll bet you never listened.
Burning holes in all your clothes.

Razorblade suitcase.
All the tricks of the trade.
Favourite ways you can lose.
Favourite ways you can hate.
Hell is where the heart is.
Synapse again.
There's nothing more I can do.
I havn't done it again, I havn't done it again.
I never wanted nothing wrong.
Taking a cue from better days.
I'll bet you never glistened.
Burning holes in all your clothes.
Burning holes in all your clothes.
Hell is where the heart is.
Synapse again.
There's nothing more I can do.
I havn't done it again.
Hell is where the heart is, where the heart is.


Sea of Sorrow
Alice in Chains

Mind, of destructive taste
I choose...to stroll amongst the waste
That was your heart
Lost in the dark
Call off the chase

Walls of thought, strong and high
As my castle crumbles with time...
I think of you
Oh, yes I do
Such a crime

CHORUS
You opened fire...and your mark was true
You opened fire...aim my smilin' skull at you
You opened fire...
I live tomorrow, you I'll not follow
As you wallow in a sea of sorrow

Lines cut across my face
Why you laugh at my disgrace
I'll never know
How far to go
To reach that place

CHORUS


Haunting Me
Stabbing Westward

Everywhere I go I see your face
Every sound I hear is the sound of your voice
Why are you haunting me
Why are you haunting me
Why can't I let you go
Why are you haunting me?
Why are you haunting me?
Why are you haunting me?
Why are you haunting me?
Everything about me is a lie
At least it seems that way when I look in your eyes
The truth scares the **** out of me
Whoever said love is real and love is blood
has never felt the way that I do
What does it matter?
What's done is done and I should get on with my life
Why are you haunting me?
Why are you haunting me?
Why are you haunting me?
Why are you haunting me?
Well, I don't know what it means
But I can't seem to make myself forget
Was it something that you said
Was it all the guilt inside my head
Why are you haunting me?
Why are you haunting me?
Why are you haunting me?
Why are you haunting me?
Why are you haunting me?
Why are you haunting me?


Giving In
Adema

Will you, walk me
To the edge again
Shaking, lonely, and I am drinking again
Woke up tonight and no one's here with me
I'm giving in to you

Take me under
I'm giving in to you
I'm dying tonight
I'm giving in to you
Watch me crumble
I'm giving in to you
I'm crying tonight
I'm giving in to you

Caught up, in life
Losing all my friends
Family has tried, to heal all my addictions
Tragic it seems, to be alone again
I'm giving in to you

Take me under
I'm giving in to you
I'm dying tonight
I'm giving in to you
Watch me crumble
I'm giving in to you
I'm crying tonight
I'm giving in to you

(Oh ****)

I look forward, to dying tonight
Drinks still on myself, life's harder every day
The stress has got me
I'm giving in
Giving
Giving in now!

Take me under
(I'm killing all the faith)
I'm dying tonight
(I'm sick of all that faith)
Watch me crumble
(I'm killing all the faith)
I'm crying tonight

I'm giving in to you
Take me under
I'm giving in to you
I'm dying tonight
I'm giving in to you
Watch me crumble
I'm giving in to you
I'm crying tonight
I'm giving in to you
Take me under
I'm giving in to you
I'm dying tonight
I'm giving in to you

[mactbone]

At Least I Got Laid
Spacehog

Oh what a crazy, lazy life
Shotgun wedding to a hooker wife
Down in the sewer, I'm fishin' for a bone
You best tell your daddy that you're not coming home

Chorus:
Ah, go ahead and call me loser
Sell my soul off to the dudes
Tell me that I'll never get paid
At least I got laid, at least I got laid
And though the memories fade away
At least I got laid, at least I got laid

Oh, what a tragic waste of time
Snogging with that model as she chops out a line
Not much to offer, she's nothing to see
Well I thought she was a lesbian, but I think that I'm gay

(Chorus)

Now I know all I need to know
I've had my highs, I've lived my lows
I've gone as far as I can go
Now I'm frozen to the bone

Listen now…
At least I got laid, at least I got laid
And though the memories fade away
At least I got laid, at least I got laid

He got laid, she got laid (x4)


Right now
SR 71

She clings to me like cellophane
Fake plastic submarine
Slowly driving me insane
But now that's over

So what if the sex was great
Just a temporary escape
Anorther thing I grew to hate
But now that's over

Why you always kick me when I'm high
Knowck me down til we see eye to eye
Figured her out I know she
May not be Miss Right but she'll do right now

I used to hang on every word
Each lie was more absurd
Kept me so insecure
But now that's over

She taught me how to trust
And to believe in us
And then she taught me how to cuss....That *****!
It's over

you know I used to be such a nice boy

Why you always kick me when I'm high
Knowck me down till we see eye to eye
Figured her out I know she
May not be Miss Right but she'll do right now

She clings to me like cellophane
Fake plastic submarine
she's driving me insane
But now that's over

Why you always kick me when I'm high
Knowck me down till we see eye to eye
Figured her out I know she
May not be Miss Right but she'll do right now

she'll do right now

right now

ohh right now


(Personal favorite of mine, very, very true)
Kick Some Ass
Stoke 9

How many people wanna kick some ass?

I Used To Be
A Nerd
I Grew Up In The
Suburbs
Nothing There Ever Went Wrong
I Made It Up In This Song
I Talk About
The Hood
I Say Stuff Like
It's All Good
I Tell People I'm Down
With All The Cool Kids Downtown
When I've Never Even Been There

How Many People Wanna Kick Some Ass? (I Do I Do)
And How Many People Sick Of Holding Me Back? (I Am)
Well I Am Too
So Don't Lay Another Finger On Her
She's Mine And I Still Want Her
You Put Your Hands On Her Your A Goner, Goner

And How Many People Sick Of Holding Me Back? (I Am I Am)
And How Many People Wanna Kick Some Ass?
I Would If I Could
But I'm Really Just A Sensitive Artist
But Portrayed Like I Am The Hardest


So Spin The Cap Around
To The Back
You Think You Can Rhyme But You
Can't Rap
Loosen That Strap A Little More
Till Your Axe Hits The Floor
Flip Off Your Fans
Make Em Cheer
Try To Look Sincere
Angers Today's Fashion So Sing Another Song About
Bashing Someone's Head In


How Many People Wanna Kick Some Ass? (I Do I Do)
And How Many People Sick Of Holding Me Back? (I Am)
Well I Am Too
Don't Lay Another Finger On Her
she's Mine And I Still Want Her
If You Put Your Hands Upon Her Your A Goner, Goner

And How Many People Sick Of Holding Me Back? (I Am I Am)
And How Many People Wanna Kick Some Ass?
I Would If I Could
But I'm Really Just A Sensitive Artist
But Portrayed Like I Am The Hardest
Acted Like I'm Not The Smartest
I'm Really Just A Sensitive Artist

Awr... yeah!

So Don't Lay Another Finger On Her
She's Mine And I Still Want Her
If You Put Your Hands On Her Your A Goner, Goner

And How Many People Sick Of Holding Me Back? (I Am I Am)
And How Many People Wanna Kick Some Ass

I Said How Many People Wanna Kick Some Ass
How Many People Wanna Kick Some Ass

Whatcha Gonna Do Sick Of Holding Me Back?
I Think I'll Kick Some Ass
How Many People Wanna Kick Some Ass
I Would If I Could!

But I'm Really Just A Sensitive Artist
But Portrayed Like I Am The Hardest
Acted Like I'm Not The Smartest
I'm Really Just A Sensitive Artist

Honest....


Chop Suey
System Of A Down

Wake up,
grab a brush and put a little makeup (makeup)
grab a brush and put a little
hide the scars to fade away the (shakeup)
Hide the scars to fade away,
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table?
Here you go create another fable
You wanted to
grab a brush and put a little makeup
you wanted to
hide the scars to fade away the shakeup
you wanted to,
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table,
you wanted to
I don't think you trust,
in, my, self righteous suicide,
I, cry, when angels deserve to die, die
Wake up,
grab a brush and put a little makeup (makeup)
grab a brush and put a little
hide the scars to fade away the (shakeup)
Hide the scars to fade away,
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table?
Here you go create another fable
You wanted to
grab a brush and put a little makeup
you wanted to
hide the scars to fade away the shakeup
you wanted to,
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table,
you wanted to
I don't think you trust,
in, my, self righteous suicide,
I, cry, when angels deserve to die,
in my, self righteous suicide
I, cry, when angels deserve to die
Father, Father, Father, Father,
Father/into your hands/I/Commend my spirit
Father, into your hands,
Why have you forsaken me,
in your eyes forsaken me,
in your thoughts forsaken me,
in your heart forsaken, me oh,
trust in my self righteous suicide
I, cry, when angels deserve to die,
in my self righteous suicide,
I, cry, when angels deserve to die



Painted On My Heart
The Cult

I Thought You'd Be Out Of My Mind
And I'd Finally Found A Way To
Learn To Live Without You
I Thought It Was Just A Matter Of Time
Till I Had A Hundred Reasons
Not To Think About You
But It's Just Not So
And After All This Time
I Still Can't Let Go
I've Still Got Your Face
Painted On My Heart
Scrawled Upon My Soul
Etched Upon My Memory Baby
I've Got Your Kiss
Still Burning On My Lips
The Touch Of Your Fingertips
This Love So Deep Inside Of Me

I Was Trying Everything That I Can
To Get My Heart To Forget You
But It Just Can't Seem To
I Guess It's Just No Use
In Every Part Of Me
Is Still A Part Of You

I've Still Got Your Face
Painted On My Heart
Scrawled Upon My Soul
Etched Upon My Memory Baby
I've Got Your Kiss
Still Burning On My Lips
The Touch Of Your Fingertips
This Love So Deep Inside Of Me

I've Still Got Your Face
Painted On My Heart
Painted On My Heart
Painted On My Heart

Something In Your Eyes Keeps Haunting Me
I'm Trying To Escape You
And I Know There Ain't No Way To
To Chase You From My Mind

I've Still Got Your Face
Painted On My Heart
Scrawled Upon My Soul
Etched Upon My Memory Baby
I've Got Your Kiss
Still Burning On My Lips
The Touch Of Your Fingertips
This Love So Deep Inside Of Me

I've Still Got Your Face
I've Still Got Your Face
Painted On My Heart
Painted On My Heart
Painted On My Heart.


heavy things
phish

Things are falling down on me
Heavy things I could not see
When I finally came around
Something small would pin me down
So I try, to step aside.
I move to where they hoped I'd be.

Vanessa calls me on the phone
Reminding me I'm not alone
I fuss and quake and cavitate
I try and speak by turn to stone

Telly reaches into my vest
to do the thing that she does best
she probes and tears my ventricles
steals my one remaining breath.

Stumbling as I fall from Grace
she needs my vision to replace
her ailing sight throughout the night
leaving two holes in my face

Mary was a friend I'd say
'till one summer day
she borrowed everything I owned
and simply ran away.

[Juggernaut]

"Everybody in the place" by the Prodigy.

Lets go!

Everybody is in the place.
Everybody is in the place.
Everybody is in the place.
Everybody is in the place.

Everybody in the place - so let's go!
Everybody in the place - so let's go!
Everybody in the place - so let's go!
Everybody in the place - so let's go!

Let's go!

Let's go!

Let's go!

Everybody in the place - so let's go!
Everybody in the place - so let's go!
Everybody in the place - so let's go!
Everybody in the place - so let's go!
Everybody in the place - so let's go!
Everybody in the place - so let's go!
Everybody in the place - so let's go!
Everybody in the place - so let's go!

Let's go...

[Bereta_Eder]

That's damn poetry

[Lonestar]

Devil went down to Georgia

The devil went down to Georgia. He was lookin' for a soul to steal. He was in a bind 'cause he was way behind, and he was willin' to make a deal, when he came across this young man sawin' on a fiddle and playin' it hot. And the devil jumped up on a hickory stump and said, "Boy, let me tell you what. I guess you didn't know it but I'm a fiddle player, too. And if you'd care to take a dare, I'll make a bet with you. Now, you play pretty good fiddle, boy, but give the devil his due. I'll bet a fiddle of gold against your soul, 'cause I think I'm better than you." The boy said, "My name's Johnny, and it might be a sin. But I'll take your bet, you're gonna regret, 'cause I'm the best that's ever been."

Johnny, rosin up your bow and play your fiddle hard, 'cause hell's broke loose in Georgia and the devil deals the cards. And if you win you get this shiny fiddle made of gold. But if you lose, the devil gets your soul.

The devil opened up his case and he said, "I'll start this show." And fire flew from his fingertips as he rosined up his bow. And he pulled the bow across the strings and it made an evil hiss. Then a band of demons joined in and it sounded somethin' like this: When the devil finished, Johnny said, "Well, you're pretty good, old son, but sit down in that chair right there and let me show you how it's done.

Fire on the mountain. Run, boys, run. The devil's in the House of the Rising Sun. Chicken in the bread pan pickin' out dough. Granny, does your dog bite? No, child, no.

The devil bowed his head because he knew that he'd been beat. And he laid that golden fiddle on the ground at Johnny's feet. Johnny said, "Devil, just come on back if you ever want to try again. 'Cause I told you once, you son of a B!tch, I'm the best that's ever been."

[SlowwHand]

uh huh

Get Over It
Eagles

I turn on the tube and what do I see
A whole lotta people cryin' "Don't blame me"
They point their crooked little fingers at everbody else
spend all their time feelin' sorry for themselves
Victim of this, victim of that
Your momma's too thin; your daddy's too fat

Get over it
Get over it
All this whinin' and cryin' and pitchin' a fit
Get over it, get over it

You say you haven't been the same since you had your little crash
But you might feel better if they gave you some cash
The more I think about it, Old Billy was right
Let's kill all the lawyers - kill 'em tonight
You don't want to work; you want to live like a king
But the big, bad world doesn't owe you a thing

Get over it
Get over it
If you don't want to play, then you might as well split
Get over it, get over it

It's like going to confession every time I hear you speak
You're makin' the most of your losin' streak
Some call it sick, but I call it weak

You drag it around like a ball and chain
You wallow in the guilt; you wallow in the pain
You wave it like a flag, you wear it like a crown
Got your mind in the gutter, bringin' everybody down
Complain about the present and blame it on the past
I'd like to find your inner child and kick its little ass

Get over it
Get over it
All this *****in' and moanin' and pitchin' a fit
Get over it, get over it

Get over it
Get over it
It's gotta stop sometime, so why don't you quit
Get over it, get over it

Get over it

[devilmunchkin]

lonestar, i'll have you know i've never been to Georgia! heehee!

Mac: Kick some ASs reminds me of Asher. Nad CHop Suey just ROX!!!

Dogma by Marilyn Manson

burn the witches, burn the witches
don't take time to sew your stitches
burn the witches, burn the witches
good is the thing that you favor, evil is your sour flavor
you cannot sedate all the things you hate
burn your bridges, burn your bridges
don't take time to sew your stitches
burn your bridges, burn your bridges
good is the thing that you favor, evil is your sour flavor
I don't need your hate, I decide my fate
you cannot sedate all the things you rape


King of Pain by THe Police

There's a little black spot on the sun today
It's the same old thing as yesterday
There's a black hat caught in a high tree top
There's a flag-pole rag and the wind won't stop

I have stood here before inside the pouring rain
With the world turning circles running 'round my brain
I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign
But it's my destiny to be the king of pain
There's a little black spot on the sun today
That's my soul up there
It's the same old thing as yesterday
That's my soul up there
There's a black hat caught in a high tree top
That's my soul up there
There's a flag-pole rag and the wind won't stop
That's my soul up there
I have stood here before inside the pouring rain
With the world turning circles running 'round my brain
I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign
But it's my destiny to be the king of pain
There's a fossil that's trapped in a high cliff wall
That's my soul up there
There's a dead salmon frozen in a waterfall
That's my soul up there
There's a blue whale beached by a springtime's ebb
That's my soul up there
There's a butterfly trapped in a spider's web
That's my soul up there
I have stood here before inside the pouring rain
With the world turning circles running 'round my brain
I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign
But it's my destiny to be the king of pain
There's a king on a throne with his eyes torn out
There's a blind man looking for a shadow of doubt
There's a rich man sleeping on a golden bed
There's a skeleton choking on a crust of bread
King of pain

There's a red fox torn by a huntsman's pack
That's my soul up there
There's a black-winged gull with a broken back
That's my soul up there
There's a little black spot on the sun today
It's the same old thing as yesterday

I have stood here before in the pouring rain
With the world turning circles running 'round my brain
I guess I always thought you could end this reign
But it's my destiny to be the king of pain
King of pain
King of pain
King of pain
I'll always be king of pain

Funky Cold Medina by TOne Loc
Cold cooling at a ball
Looking for some action
But like Mick Jagger said
I can't get no satisfaction.
The girls are all around
But none of them wanna get with me
My threads are fresh and I'm looking def
Yo, wassup with the l-o-c
The girls are all jocking
At the other end of the bar
having drinks with some no-name chump
When they know that I'm the star
So I got up and strolled over
To the other side of the cantina
I asked the guy, "why you so fly?"
He said "funky cold medina".

This brother told me a secret
On how to get more chicks
put a little medina in your glass
And the girls'll come real quick
It's better than any alcohol
Or afrodesiac
A couple of sips of this love potion and she'll be on your lap
So I gave some to my dog, when he began to big
And then he licked his bowl and he looked at me
And did the wild thing on my leg
He used to scratch and bite me
Before he was much much meaner
But now all the poodles run to my house for the funky cold medina.

You know what I'm saying
I got every dog in my neighborhood breaking down my door
I got Spuds McKenzie, Alex from Strolls
They won't leave my dog alone with that medina thing.

I went up to this girl
She said "Hi my name is Sheela"
I thought she´d be good to go with a little funk cold medina,
she said "I'd like a drink", I said "ok, I'll go get it"
And then a couple of sips, she cold licked her lips and I knew that she was
with it
So I took her to my crib
and everything went well as planned
But when she got undressed it was big old mess
Sheela was a man
So I threw him out
I dont fool around with no Oscar Meyer weiner
You must be sure that the girl is pure for the funky cold medina.

You know,
Aint no plans with a man,
This is the 80s and I? down the ladies,
Break it down,
Back in the saddle, looking for a little affection
I took a shot, I thought I'll test it on the Love Connection
The audience guests voted, and you know, they picked a winner
I took my date to the Hilton ford
medina had some dinner
She had a few drinks, I'm thinking soon what I'll be getting,
But that's when she starting talking bout plans for a wedding,
I said "wait, slow down love, not so fast, I'll be seeing ya",
That'swhy I found you don's play around with the funky cold medina.

You know what Im saying
That medina it's a monster yall.

Papercut by Linkin Park
Why does it feel like night today?
Something in here's not right today
Why am I so uptight today?
Paranoia's all I got left
I don't know what stressed me first.
Or how the pressure was fed/but
I know just what it feels like
To have a voice in the back of my head
It's like a face that I hold inside
A face that awakes when I close my eyes
A face watches every time I lie
A face that laughs every time I fall
[And watches everything]
So I know that when it's time to sink or swim
That the face inside is hearing me/right underneath my skin

It's like I'm paranoid lookin' over my back
It's like a/whirlwind inside of my head
It's like I/can't stop what I'm hearing within
It's like the face inside is right beneath my skin

I know I've got a face in me
Points out all my mistakes to me
You've got a face on the inside too and
Your paranoia's probably worse
I don't know what set me off first but I know what I can't stand
Everybody acts like the fact of the matter is
I can't add up to what you can
But everybody has a face that they hold inside
A face that awakes when they close their eyes
A face watches everytime they lie
A face that laughs everytime they fall
[And watches everything]
So you know that when it's time to sink or swim
That the face inside is watching you too/right inside your skin

The sun goes down
I feel the light betray me

[Kaak]

sloww, i have hated this thread everytime i've seen it, but you have finally broken me. I will post :

Enigma
MCMCX a.D.
SADENESS (Extended Version)

Sade dit moi
Sade donne moi
Sade dit moi qu'est ce que tu vas chercher ?
le bien par le mal
la vertu par le vice
Sade dit moi pourquoi l' 'evangile du mal ?
quelle est ta religion ou` sont tes fide`les ?
Si tu es contre Dieu, tu es contre l'homme.
Sade dit moi pourquoi le sang pour le plaisir ?
Le plaisir sans l'amour.
N'y a t'il plus de sentiment dans le culte de l'homme ?
Sade es-tu diabolique ou divin?

[SlowwHand]

My dear Kaak,

You hate this thread?
That says a lot, as does posting somewhere you hate.
Don't feel like it's mandatory to post here.
There are plenty of other participants.
There's the door, don't let it hit you in the ass.
Feel free to stay away.


I'm Free
The Who

I'M FREE-I'm free,
And freedom tastes of reality,
I'm free-I'm free,
AN' I'm waiting for you to follow me.

If I told you what it takes
to reach the highest high,
You'd laugh and say 'nothing's that simple'
But you've been told many times before
Messiahs pointed to the door
And no one had the guts to leave the temple!

I'm free-I'm free
And freedom tastes of reality
I'm free-I'm free
And I'm waiting for you to follow me.

Chorus:

How can we follow?
How can we follow?

[SlowwHand]

For my new brothers and sisters who will arrive today.

AMERICA
Neil Diamond

Far
We've been traveling far
Without a home
But not without a star
Free
Only want to be free
We huddle close
Hang on to a dream

On the boats and on the planes
They're coming to America
Never looking back again
They're coming to America

Home, don't it seem so far away
Oh, we're traveling light today
In the eye of the storm
In the eye of the storm

Home, to a new and a shiny place
Make our bed, and we'll say our grace
Freedom's light burning warm
Freedom's light burning warm

Everywhere around the world
They're coming to America
Every time that flag's unfurled
They're coming to America

Got a dream to take them there
They're coming to America
Got a dream they've come to share
They're coming to America

They're coming to America
They're coming to America
They're coming to America
They're coming to America
Today, today, today, today, today

My country 'tis of thee
Today
Sweet land of liberty
Today
Of thee I sing
Today
Of thee I sing
Today

[Gazablanca]

Waterfall-The Stone Roses

Chimes sing Sunday morn
Today's the day she's sworn
To steal what she never could own
And race from this hole she calls home

Now you're at the wheel
Tell me how, how does it feel?
So good to have equalised
To lift up the lids of your eyes

As the mile they disappear
See land begin to clear
Free from the filth and the scum
This American satelites won

She'll carry on through it all
She's a waterfall

She'll carry on through it all
She's a waterfall

See the steeple pine
The hills as old as time
Soon to be put to the test
To be whipped by the winds of the west

Stands on shifting sands
The scales held in her hands
The wind it just whips her away
And fills up her brigantine sails

She'll carry on through it all
She's a waterfall
She'll carry on through it all

She's a waterfall

BTW Zopper,that tune kicks!!!!!One of my favourites

[Provost Harrison]

Descendents - All

ALL!

[Jools]

MONTY PYTHON
THE CAMELOT SONG


We're knights of the round table, we dance whene're we're able.
We do routines, and chorus scenes with footwork imp-e-cable;
We dine well here in Camelot, we eat ham and jam and spam alot.


We're knights of the round table, our shows are for-mid-able
But many times, we're given rhymes, that are quite un-sing-able
We're opera mad in Camelot, we sing from the diaphragm a-lot!


In war we're tough and able,
Quite in-de-fa-ti-gable,
Between our quests, we sequin vests and impersonate Clark Gable,
It's a busy life in Camelot:


(Bass-Solo): I have to push the pram-a-lot!

Arthur: On second thought, let's not go to Camelot. It is a silly place.





Get the ENTIRE SONG in .wav format

http://www.montypython.net/cgi-bin/dl2/full.cgi?knghtsng.wav

[mactbone]

Someone took the song and did a whole lego animation with it, you can download it at various places, I may put it on my website to let people download it.

Head Like a Hole
Nine Inch Nails

god money i'll do anything for you.
god money just tell me what you want me to.
god money nail me up against the wall.
god money don't want everything he wants it all.

no you can't take it
no you can't take it
no you can't take that away from me
no you can't take it
no you can't take it
no you can't take that away from me

head like a hole.
black as your soul.
i'd rather die than give you control.
head like a hole.
black as your soul.
i'd rather die than give you control.

bow down before the one you serve.
you're going to get what you deserve.
bow down before the one you serve.
you're going to get what you deserve.

god money's not looking for the cure.
god money's not concerned with the sick among the pure.
god money let's go dancing on the backs of the bruised.
god money's not one to choose
no you can't take it
no you can't take it
no you can't take that away from me
no you can't take it
no you can't take it
no you can't take that away from me

head like a hole.
black as your soul.
i'd rather die than give you control.
head like a hole.
black as your soul.
i'd rather die than give you control.

bow down before the one you serve.
you're going to get what you deserve.
bow down before the one you serve.
you're going to get what you deserve.

bow down before the one you serve.
you're going to get what you deserve.
bow down before the one you serve.
you're going to get what you deserve.

head like a hole.
black as your soul.
i'd rather die than give you control.
head like a hole.
black as your soul.
i'd rather die than give you control.

bow down before the one you serve.
you're going to get what you deserve.
bow down before the one you serve.
you're going to get what you deserve.

you know who you are.


Space Lord
Monster Magnet

I've been stuffed in your pocket for the last hundred days
When I don't get my bath I take it out on the slaves
So grease up your baby for the ball on the hill
Polish them rockets now, and swallow those pills

And say oh
Space Lord Mother mother

There's a car in the field now in a column of flame
With two doors to choose but only one bears your name
You been drinkin' my blood while I been lickin' your wounds
Well I'll shave off the pitch now and the scope of your tune

You'll sing oh
Space Lord Mother mother

I left my throne a million miles away
I drink from your *** and sing the blues every day
Give me the strength to split the world in two now
yeah
I ate all the rest and now I've gotta eat you

Milking my nightmares and using my name
You're stabbing my cortex when you know I'm insane
I'm squeezed out in hump-drive and I'm drowning in love
Encompass immortal position above

And say oh
Space Lord Mother mother

I lost my soul when I fell to earth
My planets call me to the void of my birth
The time has come for me to kill this game
Now open wide and say my name

Space Lord Mother mother

Silver Future
Monster Magnet

Hey little cookie take a walk my way
I'd like to hear what you have to say
You know the truth and your so put together
Baybe I can stick you on the lip of forever
Even a volcano has a price to pay
What kinda creature do we have here
It feels like love but it smells like fear
Look in the mirror baby what do you dream
Look at it harder now and you start to scream
We finding out what drives your machine

You stand on the edge of a silver future
You stand on the edge of a silver future

Hey no we don't let go we all need a daddy
Hey no we don't let go we all need a daddy
Hey no we don't let go we all need a daddy
Hey no we don't let go we all need a daddy
Live in the mirror baby you are the dream
You smash that ****er now and you'll get so clean
Come on and show me what drives your machine

Hey no we don't let go we all need a daddy
Hey no we don't let go we all need a daddy
Hey no we don't let go we all need a daddy
Hey no we don't let go we all need a daddy

You stand on the edge of a silver future
You stand on the edge of a silver future
You stand on the edge of a silver future
You stand on the edge of a silver future

Hey no we don't let go we all need a daddy
Hey no we don't let go we all need a daddy
Hey no we don't let go we all need a daddy


Careful With That Mic..
Clutch

SO TELL ME, WHEN YOU TOOK THE PRACTICE SCHOLASTIC APTITUDE TEST
DID YOU KNOW THE ANSWERS OR DID YOU JUST GUESS?
YOU RELY ON GIMMICKS TO AMUSE YOUR FANS
AND ACT ALL URBAN TO JACK-UP YOUR SOUND-SCAN.
WHAT'S THE MATTER WITH YOU? HOW COME YOU RHYME MONOSYLLABICALLY?
IS ATROPHY SHRINKING YOUR ENTIRE VOCABULARY?
YOUR STYLE'S LIKE GARBAGE CANS MEANT TO BE TAKEN OUT ON A WEEKLY BASIS.
EVER SINCE YOUR FIRST RECORD YOU'VE BEEN IN A STATE OF SUSPENDED ANIMATION.
YOU LOOK LIKE SNUFFALUFFAGUS AND AUSTRALOPITHECUS.
ME CRAY, YOU ABACUS.
BUT ENOUGH ABOUT YOU, LET'S TALK ABOUT ME
AND HOW SINGLE-HANDEDLY I REDEFINED THE SCIENCE OF RADIO ASTRONOMY,
MAKING NOBEL PRIZE WINNERS QUESTION THEIR NOTIONS OF REALITY.
OH, BUT I DIGRESS… YOU PLAY SORRY, I PLAY CHESS.
KING'S PAWN TO B3, CHECKMATE, GO GET SOME PERCASETS.

CAREFUL WITH THAT MIC, WEEZY.
DO YOU REALLY THINK IT'S THAT EASY?

MMMM… THIS IS REALLY GOOD ICE CREAM! YOU WANT SOME OF IT?
OH, MY BAD I DIDN'T KNOW YOU WERE LACTOSE INTOLERANT.
MAKES YOU PASS GAS, FRIGHTENS ALL THE GIRLS AWAY.
ONLY FRIENDS YOU KEEP ARE THOSE YOU PAY.
ALWAYS ON THE READY FOR THE WACK SNACK ATTACK,
I CARRY SANDWICHES AROUND IN A STRAIGHT-EDGE STYLE JANSPORT BACKPACK.
GOT THE GADGET Q GAVE BOND. TAKE CONTROL OF YOUR MIND AND MAKE YOU JUMP IN A POND,
GO "QUACK QUACK" AND FLAP YOUR ARMS, LEAVE YOU CONFUSED, BUT COMPLETELY UNHARMED.



CAREFUL WITH THAT MIC, WEEZY.
DO YOU REALLY THINK IT'S THAT EASY?
DO YOU REALLY THINK IT'S TRUE
THAT UP ABOVE THEY CAN'T HEAR YOU?

NOW BOTH YOU AND I KNOW THAT THE PAST TEN YEARS HAVE BEEN RATHER INTENSE.
I'M ASHAMED TO ADMIT THAT I'VE BEEN FOOLED BY THE SEDUCTIONS OF VIOLENCE.
PEOPLE WALKING AROUND WITH UGLY AURAS.
AT TIMES I'M EVEN TEMPTED TO SEEK THE ADVICE OF DR. LAURA,
BUT I IGNORA.

SO I TAKE A DEEP BREATH AND COUNT TO TEN,
AIN'T GONNA LET IT GET UNDER MY SKIN.
TAKE A DEEP BREATH AND COUNT TO TEN.
THINK OF ALL THE NICE PLACES THAT I BEEN

LIKE BACK WHEN I WAS WAGING PEACE AGAINST THE VISIGOTHS,
I WAS TUTORED IN THE ANCIENT MYSTERIES BY A WIZENED PHILOSOPH,
LEARNED THE POLYRHYTHM OF CELESTIAL TIME,
AND WAIT FOR THE ONE TO COME AND GET IT DONE TO FINISH THE RHYME.

CAREFUL WITH THAT MIC, WEEZY.
DO YOU REALLY THINK IT'S THAT EASY?
DO YOU REALLY THINK IT'S TRUE
THAT UP ABOVE THEY CAN'T HEAR YOU?

Sick Cycle Carousel
Lifehouse

If shame had a face
I think it would kind of look like mine
If it had a home
It would be my eyes
Would you believe me if I said
I am tired or this
Now here we go now
One more time

I tried to climb your steps
I tried to chase you down
I tried to see how low I could get
Down to the ground

I tried to earn my way
I tried to change this mind
You better believe that
I tried to beat this

When will this end
It goes on and on
Over and over and over again

Keep spinning around
I know that it won't stop
Till I step down from this for good

I never thought I'd end up here
Never thought I'd be standing where I am
I guess I kind of thought it would be easier
Than this
I guess I was wrong
Now, one more time

I tried to climb your steps
I tried to chase you down
I tried to see how low I could get
Down to the ground

My Own Worst Enemy
Lit

Can we forget about the things I said when I was drunk
I didn't mean to call you that
I can't remember what was said or what you threw at me
Please tell me
Please tell me why
My car is in the front yard
And I'm sleeping with my clothes on
I came in through the window last night
And you're gone
It's no surprise to me I am my own worst enemy
Cuz every now and then I kick the living sh*t out of me
The smoke alarm is going off and there's a cigarette
Still burning
Please tell me why
My car is in the front yard
And I'm sleeping with my clothes on
I came in through the window last night
And you're gone
Please tell me why
My car is in the front yard
And I'm sleeping with my clothes on
I came in through the window last night
It's no surprise to me I am my own worst enemy
Cuz every now and then I kick the living sh*t out of me
Can we forget about the the things I said when I was drunk
I didn't mean to call you that