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  • uh huh. More Songs In The Key Of Life.

    Post song lyrics here.

    Two For Tuesday; Eric Clapton


    It's In The Way That You Use It



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


    I've Got A Rock 'n' Roll Heart



    I've got a feeling we could be serious, girl;
    Right at this moment, I could promise you the world.
    Before we go crazy, before we explode,
    There's something 'bout me, baby, you got to know, you got to know.

    I get off on 57 Chevys;
    I get off on screaming guitar.
    Like the way it hits me every time it hits me.
    I've got a rock and roll, I've got a rock and roll heart.

    Feels like we're falling into the arms of the night,
    So if you're not ready, don't be holdin' me so tight.
    I guess there's nothing left for me to explain;
    Here's what you're gettin' and I don't want to change, I don't want to change.

    Chorus

    I don't need to glitter, no Hollywood,
    All you got to do is lay it down and you lay it down good.

    Chorus




    Last edited by SlowwHand; June 4, 2002, 10:54.
    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
    In My Life (Lennon/McCartney)

    There are places I'll remember
    All my life though some have changed
    Some forever not for better
    Some have gone and some remain
    All these places have their moments
    With lovers and friends I still can recall
    Some are dead and some are living
    In my life I've loved them all

    But of all these friends and lovers
    There is no one compares with you
    And these memories lose their meaning
    When I think of love as something new
    Though I know I'll never lose affection
    For people and things that went before
    I know I'll often stop and think about them
    In my life I love you more

    Though I know I'll never lose affection
    For people and things that went before
    I know I'll often stop and think about them
    In my life I love you more
    In my life I love you more
    "If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun." -Katherine Hepburn

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    • #3
      THIS OLD HEART OF MINE
      Rod Stewart
      (Brian Holland, Lamont Dozier, Eddie Holland, Sylvia Moy)

      This old heart of mine been broke a thousand times.
      Each time you break away, feel you're gone to stay.
      Lonely nights that come, memories that go,
      bringing you back again, hurting me more and more.
      Maybe it's my mistake to show this love I feel inside,
      'cause each day that passes by
      you got me never knowing if I'm coming or going
      but I love you, yes I do.
      I love you; this old heart weeps for you.

      I try hard to hide my hurt inside.
      This old heart of mine always keeps me crying.
      The way you treat me leaves me incomplete.
      You're here for the day, gone for the week.
      But if I want you a hundred times,
      a hundred times I have you back.
      I'm yours whenever you want me;
      I wanna shout about it, tell the world about it
      'cause I love you; this old heart weeps for you.
      I love you, yes, I do.

      Maybe it's my mistake to show this love I feel inside,
      'cause each day that passes by
      you got me never knowing if I'm coming or going
      but I love you, yes I do.
      This old heart weeps for you.
      I love you; this old heart weeps for you.
      I love you; yes I do.
      I love you; this old heart weeps for you.
      ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------

      EVERY PICTURE TELLS A STORY
      (Rod Stewart / Ron Wood)

      Spent some time feelin' inferior
      standing in front of my mirror
      Combed my hair in a thousand ways
      but I came out looking just the same

      Daddy said, "Son, you better see the world
      I wouldn't blame you if you wanted to leave
      But remember one thing don't lose your head
      to a woman that'll spend your bread"
      So I got out

      Paris was a place you could hide away
      if you felt you didn't fit in
      French police wouldn't give me no peace
      They claimed I was a nasty person
      Down along the Left Bank minding my own
      Was knocked down by a human stampede
      Got arrested for inciting a peacful riot
      when all I wanted was a cup of tea
      I was accused
      I moved on

      Down in Rome I wasn't getting enough
      of the things that keeps a young man alive
      My body stunk but I kept my funk
      at a time when I was right out of luck
      Getting desperate indeed I was
      Looking like a tourist attraction
      Oh my dear I better get out of here
      'for the Vatican don't give no sanction
      I wasn't ready for that, no no

      I moved right out east yeah!
      On the Peking ferry I was feeling merry
      sailing on my way back here
      I fell in love with a slit eyed lady
      by the light of an eastern moon
      Shangai Lil never used the pill
      She claimed that it just ain't natural
      She took me up on deck and bit my neck
      Oh people I was glad I found her
      Oh yeah I was glad I found her

      I firmly believe that I didn't need anyone but me
      I sincerely thought I was so complete
      Look how wrong you can be

      The women I've known I wouldn't let tie my shoe
      They wouldn't give you the time of day
      But the slit eyed lady knocked me off my feet
      God I was glad I found her
      And if they had the words I could tell to you
      to help you on the way down the road
      I couldn't quote you no Dickens, Shelley or Keats
      'cause it's all been said before
      Make the best out of the bad just laugh it off
      You didn't have to come here anyway
      So remember, every picture tells a story don't it



      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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      • #4
        Anne Murray - I Just Fall In Love Again

        Dreamin', I must be dreamin',
        Or am I really lyin' here with you?
        Baby, you take me in your arms
        And though I'm wide awake I know my dream is coming true

        Chorus:
        And, oh, I just fall in love again
        Just one touch and then it happens every time
        And there I go, I just fall in love again and when I do
        I can't help myself but fall in love with you

        Magic, it must be magic
        The way I hold you and the night just seems to fly
        Easy, for you to take me to a star
        Heaven is that moment when I look into your eyes

        Chorus 2x

        I can't help myself but fall in love with you
        Everything changes, but nothing is truly lost.

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        • #5
          Bad Religion - Infected

          now here I go,
          hope I don't break down,
          I won't take anything, I don't need anything,
          don't want to exist, I can't persist,
          please stop before I do it again,
          just talk about nothing, let's talk about nothing,
          let's talk about no one, please talk about no one, someone, anyone

          you and me have a disease,
          you affect me, you infect me,
          I'm afflicted, you're addicted,
          you and me, you and me

          I'm on the edge,
          get against the wall,
          I'm so distracted,
          I love to strike you,
          here's my confession,
          you learned your lesson,
          stop me before I do it again

          you're clear - as a heavy lead curtain want to drill you - like an ocean,
          we can work it out, I've been running out, now I'm running out

          don't be mad about it baby,
          you and me, you and me,
          I want to tie you, crucify you,
          kneel before you, revile your body,
          you and me, we're made in heaven,
          I want to take you, I want to break you,
          supplicate you, are incurable,
          I want to bathe you in holy water I want to kill you,
          upon the alter, you and me, you and me
          Speaking of Erith:

          "It's not twinned with anywhere, but it does have a suicide pact with Dagenham" - Linda Smith

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          • #6
            "I'm Henery the eigth I am......"
            Don't try to confuse the issue with half-truths and gorilla dust!

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            • #7
              Opeth - The Moor


              The sigh of summer upon my return
              Fifteen alike since I was here
              Bathed in deep fog, blurring my trail
              Snuffing the first morning rays

              Weary from what might have been ages
              Still calm with my mind at peace
              Would I prosper or fall, drain the past
              The lapse of the moment took it's turn

              I was foul and tainted, devoid of faith
              Wearing my death-mask at birth
              The hands of God, decrepit and thin
              Cold caress and then nothing
              I was taken away from my plight
              A treason bestowed to the crowd
              Branded a jonah with fevered blood
              Ungodly freak, defiler

              Pale touch, writhing in the embers
              Damp mud burning in my eyes
              All the faces turned away
              And all would sneer at my demise

              Outcast with dogmas forged below
              Seared and beaten, banished from where I was born
              No mercy would help me on my way
              In the pouring rain nothing is the same

              Vows in ashes
              I pledge myself to no-one
              Seethed and spiteful
              All shudder at the call of my name
              If you'll bear with me
              You'll fear of me

              There is no forgiveness in these eyes
              For any of you but one
              Dispel the mist for now
              Melinda is the reason why I've come

              She is waterdrops over the pyre
              A thistle in my hands
              Stained and torn, aged and brown
              Virtous shell with kindred innocense

              I awoke from the miasma
              Passing swiftly through the moor
              This is here, waters stir
              And in the distance all that was lost
              If you'll bear with me
              You'll fear of me
              You'd never leave me to
              A fate with you
              "Let us kill the English! Their concept of individual rights could undermine the power of our beloved tyrants!"

              ~Lisa as Jeanne d'Arc

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              • #8
                lonestar


                Not A Day Goes By


                Got a picture of you I carry in my heart
                Close my eyes to see it when the world gets dark
                Got a memory of you I carry in my soul
                I wrap it close around me when the nights get cold
                If you asked me how I'm doin' I'd say just fine
                But the truth is baby, if you could read my mind

                Not a day goes by that I don't think of you
                After all this time you're still with me it's true
                Somehow you remain locked so deep inside
                Baby, baby, oh baby, not a day goes by

                I still wait for the phone in the middle of the night
                Thinkin' you might call me if your dreams don't turn out right
                And it still amazes me that I lie here in the dark
                Wishin' you were next to me, your head against my heart
                If you asked me how I'm doing I'd say just fine
                But the truth is baby, if you could read my mind

                Not a day goes by that I don't think of you
                After all this time you're still with me it's true
                Somehow you remain locked so deep inside
                Baby, baby, oh baby, not a day goes by

                Minutes turn to hours, and the hours to days
                Seems it's been forever that I've felt this way

                Not a day goes by that I don't think of you
                After all this time you're still with me it's true
                Somehow you remain locked so deep inside
                Baby, baby, oh baby, not a day goes by
                "If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun." -Katherine Hepburn

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                • #9
                  An Oldie But A Goodie

                  Wherever I May Roam
                  (Hetfield,Ulrich)



                  ...And the road becomes my bride
                  I have stripped of all but pride
                  So in her I do confide
                  And she keeps me satisfied
                  Gives me all I need

                  ...And with dust in throat I crave
                  Only knowledge will I save
                  To the game you stay a slave
                  Rover - Wanderer
                  Nomad - Vagabond
                  Call me what you will

                  But I'll take my time anywhere
                  Free to speak my mind anywhere
                  And I'll redefine anywhere
                  Anywhere I may roam
                  Where I lay my head is home

                  ...And the earth becomes my throne
                  I adapt to the unknown
                  Under wandering stars I've grown
                  By myself but not alone
                  I ask no one

                  ...And my ties are severed clean
                  The less I have the more I gain
                  Off the beaten path I reign
                  Rover - Wanderer
                  Nomad - Vagabond
                  Call me what you will

                  But I'll take my time anywhere
                  I'm free to speak my mind anywhere
                  And I'll never mind anywhere
                  Anywhere I may roam
                  Where I lay my head is home

                  But i'll take my time anywhere
                  Free to speak my mind
                  And I'll take my find anywhere
                  Anywhere I may roam
                  Where I lay my head is home

                  Carved upon my stone
                  My body lie, but still I roam
                  Wherever I may roam
                  Which side are we on? We're on the side of the demons, Chief. We are evil men in the gardens of paradise, sent by the forces of death to spread devastation and destruction wherever we go. I'm surprised you didn't know that. --Saul Tigh

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                  • #10
                    From Tosca, by Giacomo Puccini

                    Scarpia (ride):
                    Già - Mi dicon venal, ma a donna bella
                    non mi vendo a prezzo di moneta.
                    Se la giurata fede
                    devo tradir... ne voglio altra mercede.
                    (Quest'ora io l'attendeva!)

                    Già mi struggea
                    l'amor della diva!
                    Ma poc'anzi ti mirai
                    qual non ti vidi mai!

                    Quel tuo pianto era lava
                    ai sensi miei e il tuo sguardo
                    che odio in me dardeggiava,
                    mie brame inferociva!...

                    Agil qual leopardo
                    ti avvinghiasti all'amante;
                    Ah! In quell'istante
                    t'ho giurata mia!...
                    Mia! MIA!

                    EDIT: Translation

                    Scarpia (laughing)

                    It's true, they say I'm corrupt.
                    But I don't sell myself to a beautiful woman for mere money.
                    If I'm to be disloyal
                    I want another kind of payment.
                    (This is the moment I've waited for!)

                    Love for the diva has long consumed me.
                    But just now, I saw you as I never saw you before.

                    Your tears were like lava on my senses.
                    Your hatred of me has only inflamed my desire!

                    As you clung to your lover,
                    agile as a leopard,
                    in that moment I swore you would be mine! MINE!


                    Note: Scarpia is opera's biggest bastard.
                    Last edited by Boris Godunov; June 5, 2002, 13:14.
                    Tutto nel mondo è burla

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                    • #11
                      A New Classic

                      I first heard this song sitting in traffic during the 5pm rush.

                      Here is a link to get a copy off the local station.




                      Blow 'em Away
                      Chuck Brodsky: Performed by David Wilcox


                      Every morning I commute
                      Mild mannered man in a business suit
                      I want to get home at the end of my day
                      But there are all these other cars in my way
                      I pull up behind one...pull out my pistol...
                      And I blow 'em away

                      I'm driving my car & I want to go fast
                      But there's a slow car...won't let me pass
                      I flash my lights & I honk my horn
                      I have to consider him warned
                      I pull up behind him...pull out my pistol...
                      And I blow 'em away

                      Jesse James behind the wheel
                      It's high noon in my automobile
                      You can call me crazy...you can call me sick
                      Just let me get where I'm going to quick

                      Son-of-a-*****...he cut me off
                      Three whole lanes he cut across
                      Made me mad...made me swerve
                      Son-of-a-*****, he got what he deserved
                      I pulled up behind him...pulled out my pistol...
                      I blew him away

                      Motorcycle driving between
                      The backed up traffic...right between the lanes
                      Y'know, to me...that's an act of war
                      I saw him coming...I opened my door
                      Knocked him over...pulled out my pistol...
                      And I blew him away

                      Jesse James behind the wheel
                      It's high noon in my automobile
                      You can call me crazy...you can call me sick
                      Just let me get where I'm going to quick

                      Little red sports car...flying past
                      Made me jealous...he went so fast
                      I gave him the finger...I thumbed my nose
                      Took me fifty miles for me to get close enough
                      To pull up behind him...pull out my pistol...
                      And blow 'em away

                      Little old lady...bless her heart
                      Walking her poodle across the boulevard
                      It was wearing a red knitted sweater and a red knitted hat
                      Its name was Fifi...or something stupid like that
                      I said, "Here Fifi"...pulled out my pistol...
                      Which side are we on? We're on the side of the demons, Chief. We are evil men in the gardens of paradise, sent by the forces of death to spread devastation and destruction wherever we go. I'm surprised you didn't know that. --Saul Tigh

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                      • #12
                        Wrapped
                        Kelly Willis

                        I didn't have to turn my head whenever you walked in
                        The only one to let these chills roll down my skin
                        My heart beats faster
                        I hear your name
                        I feel my confidence slipping away

                        Thought I was doing fine
                        About to get you off my mine
                        I see your face and then I'm wrapped
                        Around your pretty little finger again

                        It feels like ages since you lay down in my arms
                        I see no good reason still I'm tangled in your charms
                        My God you're smiling
                        You catch my eye
                        My heart is pounding deep inside

                        Thought I was doing fine
                        About to get you off my mine
                        I see your face and then I'm wrapped
                        Around your pretty little finger again

                        Ain't gonna let no man go down without a fight
                        My stalls and walls look better in the bright daylight
                        My heart beats faster
                        I call your name
                        I feel my confidence slipping away

                        Thought I was doing fine
                        About to get you off my mine
                        I see your face and then I'm wrapped
                        Around your pretty little finger again

                        Thought I was doing fine
                        About to get you off my mine
                        I see your face and then I'm wrapped
                        Around your pretty little finger again
                        You're a man- you can be replaced.

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                        • #13
                          For anyone with in-laws like mine, a little Christmas-in-June song.





                          Merry Christmas From the Family
                          Robert Earl Keen

                          Mom got drunk and Dad got drunk
                          At our Christmas party
                          We were drinkin' champagne punch
                          And homemade eggnog
                          Little sister brought her new boyfriend
                          He was a Mexican
                          We didn't know what to think of him
                          Til he sang Feliz Navidad
                          Feliz Navidad

                          Brother Ken brought his kids with him
                          The three from his first wife Lynn
                          And the two identical twins
                          From his second wife MaryNell
                          Of course he brought his new wife Kaye
                          Who talks all about AA
                          Chain smokin' while the stero plays
                          Noel, Noel, The first Noel

                          Carve the turkey turn the ball game on
                          Mix Margaritas when the eggnog's gone
                          Send somebody to the Quik-Pak store
                          We need some ice and an extention cord
                          A can of bean dip and some Diet Rite
                          A box of tampons and some Marlboro Lights
                          Hallelujah everybody say cheese
                          Merry Christmas from the family

                          Fran and Rita drove from Harlingen
                          I can't remember how I'm kin to them
                          But when they tried to plug their motorhome in
                          They blew our christmas lights
                          Cousin David knew just what went wrong
                          So we all waited on our front lawn
                          He threw the breaker and the lights came on
                          And we sang Silent Night
                          Oh Silent Night

                          Carve the turkey turn the ballgame on
                          Make Bloody Marys cause we all want one
                          Send somebody to the Stop 'n Go
                          We need some celery and a can of fake snow
                          A bag of lemons and some Dite Sprite
                          A box of tampons and some Salem Lights
                          Hallelujah everybody say cheese
                          Merry Christmas from the family

                          Feliz Navidad.
                          You're a man- you can be replaced.

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                          • #14
                            Ack, stupid double post.
                            You're a man- you can be replaced.

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                            • #15
                              Tanita Tikaram - Good Tradition

                              There's a good tradition of love and hate staying by the fireside
                              There's a good tradition of love and hate staying by the fireside

                              And though the rain may fall - your father's calling you
                              You still feel safe inside
                              And though your ma's too proud - your brother's ignoring you
                              You still feel safe inside

                              Oh, was this solo?
                              Was this yesterday?
                              Was this true for you?
                              'Cos while all the rest have taken time
                              This didn't do a lot for you

                              And the corners laced with memories
                              Tell you how it used to be
                              Your mother smiles, the children play, and all the bad things happen miles away

                              And strong feelings never bother you
                              You hold your head up while the rest of us try to

                              Oh, call the stations
                              Call the people
                              We all want to know
                              'Cos while all the rest have taken time
                              You don't wanna know

                              Well, there's a good tradition of love and hate staying by the fireside
                              There's a good tradition of love and hate staying by the fireside

                              And though the rain may fall - your father's calling you
                              You still feel safe inside
                              And though your ma's too proud - your brother's ignoring you
                              You still feel safe inside

                              Oh, was this solo?
                              Was this yesterday?
                              Was this true for you?
                              'Cos of all the choices you have made
                              This didn't do a lot for you
                              "Love the earth and sun and animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown . . . reexamine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency" - Walt Whitman

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