Post some lyrics

[jpgray]

Suburban Homeboy by Sparks:

I am a suburban homeboy with a suburban 'ho right by my side
I am a suburban homeboy and I say yo dog to my pool cleaning guy
I hope I'm baggy enough for them
I play my Shaggy enough for them
I'll pop a cap up some fool at the Gap
'Cause I'm a suburban homeboy

I am a suburban homeboy with a suburban ho right by my side
I am a suburban homeboy and I say yo' dog to my detailing guy
I bought me cornrows on Amazon
I started listening to Farrakhan
My caddy and me he looks just like Jay-Z
And I'm a suburban homeboy

I am a suburban homeboy with a suburban ho right by my side
She's known as Miss Missy Tannenbaum and she's one freak bitch, ain't no lie
She's from the projects in St. Tropez
She looks like Iverson in a way
She yo yo's me and I yo yo her back
And I'm a suburban homeboy
She yo yo's me and I yo yo her back
And I'm a suburban homeboy
She yo yo's me and I yo yo her back
And I'm a suburban homeboy

We are suburban homeboys
With our suburban ho's right by our sides
We are suburban homeboys and we say yo dog and we mean it, by God
We've got an old school mentality
Oxford and Cambridge mentality
Props to our peeps and please keep your receipts
And we are suburban homeboys
Props to our peeps and please keep your receipts
And we are suburban homeboys
Props to our peeps and please keep your receipts
And we are suburban homeboys
Props to our peeps and please keep your receipts
And we are suburban homeboys

[Ramsey]

1. Swamp

Now lemme tell you a story
The devil he has a plan
A bag a’ bones in his pocket
Got anything you want
No dust and no rocks
The whole thing is over
All these beauties in solid motion
All those beauties, gonna swallow you up

Hi hi hi hi hi,
One time too many
Too far to go
I- we come to take you home

And when they split those atoms
It’s hotter than the sun
Blood is a special substance
They gonna pray for that man

So wake up young lovers
The whole thing is over
Watch but touch monkeys
All that blood, gonna swallow you whole

Hi hi hi hi hi
What’s that? who’s driving?
Where we goin’? who knows?
I- we come to take you home

How many people do you think I am
Pretend I am somebody else
You can pretend I’m and old millionaire
A millionaire washing his hands
Rattle the bones, dreams that stick out
A medical chart on the wall
Soft violence and hands touch your throat
Ev’ryone wants to explode

And when your hands get dirty
Nobody knows you at all
Don’t have a window to slip out of
Lights on, nobody home

Click click- see ya later
Beta beta- no time to rest
Pika pika- risky business
All that blood, will never cover that mess.

Hi hi hi hi hi
So soft hard feelings
What’s that, who’s driving
No tricks lets go
I- we come to take you home
I- we come to take you home
Hi hi hi hi hi

[Droopy]

2. Keeping with the theme

"Jesus Of Suburbia" by Green Day



I'm the son of raging love
The Jesus of Suburbia
From the bible of none of the above
On a steady diet of soda pop and Ritalin
No one ever died for my sins in hell
As far as I can tell
At least the ones I got away with

And there's nothing wrong with me
This is how I'm supposed to be
In a land of make believe
That don't believe in me

Get my television fix sitting on my crucifix
The living room or my private womb
While the moms and brads are away
To fall in love and fall in debt
To alcohol and cigarettes and Mary Jane
To keep me insane and doing someone else's cocaine

And there's nothing wrong with me
This is how I'm supposed to be
In a land of make believe
That don't believe in me



At the center of the Earth
In the parking lot
Of the 7-11 were I was taught
The motto was just a lie
It says home is where your heart is
But what a shame
Cause everyone's heart
Doesn't beat the same
It's beating out of time

City of the dead
At the end of another lost highway
Signs misleading to nowhere
City of the damned
Lost children with dirty faces today
No one really seems to care

I read the graffiti
In the bathroom stall
Like the holy scriptures of a shopping mall
And so it seemed to confess
It didn't say much
But it only confirmed that
The center of the earth
Is the end of the world
And I could really care less

City of the dead
At the end of another lost highway
Signs misleading to nowhere
City of the damned
Lost children with dirty faces today
No one really seems to careeeeee



I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't care


I don't careeeeeeeeee

Everyone is so full of shit
Born and raised by hypocrites
Hearts recycled but never saved
From the cradle to the grave
We are the kids of war and peace
From Anaheim to the middle east
We are the stories and disciples
Of the Jesus of suburbia
Land of make believe
And it don't believe in me
Land of make believe
And I don't believe
And I don't care!
I don't care!



Dearly beloved are you listening?
I can't remember a word that you were saying
Are we demented or am I disturbed?
The space that's in between insane and insecure
Oh therapy, can you please fill the void?
Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed
Nobody's perfect and I stand accused
For lack of a better word, and that's my best excuse



To live and not to breathe
Is to die In tragedy
To run, to run away
To find what you believe
And I leave behind
This hurricane of fucking lies
I lost my faith to this
This town that don't exist

So I run
I run away
To the light of masochist
And I leave behind
This hurricane of fucking lies
And I walked this line
A million and one fucking times
But not this time

I don't feel any shame
I won't apologize

When there ain't nowhere you can go
Running away from pain
When you've been victimized
Tales from another broken home

You're leaving...
You're leaving...
You're leaving...
Ah you're leaving home...

[Ramsey]

4. Buddha of Suburbia

by David Bowie

Living in lies by the railway line
Pushing the hair from my eyes
Elvis is English and climbs the hills
Can't tell the bullshit from the lies
Screaming along in South London
Vicious but ready to learn
Sometimes I fear that the whole world is queer
Sometimes but always in vain

So I'll wait until we're sane
Wait until we're blessed and all the same
Full of blood, loving life and all it's got to give
Englishmen going insane
Down on my knees in suburbia
Down on myself in every way

With great expectations I change all my clothes
Mustn't crumble at silver and gold
Screaming above Central London
Never born, so I'll never get old

So I'll wait until we're sane
Wait until we're blessed and all the same
Full of blood, loving life and all it's got to give
Englishmen going insane
Down on my knees in suburbia
Down on myself in every way

Day after
Day after
Day
Day after
Zane, Zane, Zane
Ouvre le chien
Day after
Day
Day after
Zane, Zane, Zane
Ouvre le chien
Day after

[In_The_Wind]

3. God's Gift To Women by Rory Block

Let me tell you now

I don't want no handsome man
Cause he won't treat me right
Lord always flirtin', cheatin'
Stayin' out half the night

Lord everybody wants him
But that don't mean it's good
I rather have a plain lookin' man
Who loves me like he should

(Singin' boys)
God's gift to women
That's what they think they are
God's gift to women
Just like a movie star
Everybody wants him
But that don't mean it's good
I rather have a plain lookin' man
Who loves me like he should

I say a plain man like his lovin'
But a handsome man makes you beg
He wants to see you crawlin'
Kneelin' by his leg
He always keeps you waitin'
Because he don't have much to give - no
He thinks you should be grateful
For having him today

I said - God's gift to women
That's what they think they are
God's gift to women
Just like a movie star
Everybody wants him
But that don't mean it's good
I rather have a plain lookin' man
Who loves me like he should

You know a plain man will be faithful
He hates to be untrue
He don't need no fancy car
He just wants to make love to you
He won't win no beauty contest
But that's just not what counts
You need lots of tender lovin'
By the pound and not the ounce

Girls, I said - God's gift to women
That's what they think they are
God's gift to women
Just like a movie star
Everybody wants him
But that don't mean it's good
I rather have a plain lookin' man
Who loves me like he should

[swag]

5. Stranglers - Curfew

The Enemy Has Cut Down All Of The Power
London South Of The Thames Is Invaded
Westminster Is Razed Down To The Ground
The Government Has Fled
The Government Has Fled
The Government Has Fled For Scotland Today

It Becomes Black And White
Is It True What They Say?
They Turn The Day Into Night
Black And White Becomes

The Government Has Fled Into Thin Air
What's Left Of Our Troops Has Joined The Scots
To Form In Defence Across Of The North
Stay In Your Homes
Stay In Your Homes
Be Off The Streets By Nightfall

It Becomes Black And White
Is It True What They Say?
They Turn The Day Into Night
Black And White Becomes

Germany Failed To Protect All Her Borders
She Had Grown Soft With The American Dream
The Men From The Steppes Delivered Their Vacuum
A New Kind Of Freedom
Freedom's A Chain
Maybe I'll Find Love When There's Nothing To Do

It Becomes Black And White
Is It True What They Say?
They Turn The Day Into Night
Black And White Becomes

[Whoa_Nelly]

6. Jesus left Chicago--Phish version

Jesus left Chicago
And he headed down to New Orleans
Jesus left Chicago
And he headed down to New Orleans
Hey hey
Workin' from one end to the other
And all points in between

Took a drive through Mississippi
Muddy water turned to wine
Took a drive through Mississippi
Muddy water turned to wine
Hey hey
Went out to California
Through the points and through the pines

You might not see him in person
But he'll see you just the same
Might not see him in person
But he'll see you just the same
Hey hey
Don't have to worry about nothin'
'Cuz takin' care of business is His name

Jesus left Chicago
And he headed down to New Orleans
Jesus left Chicago
And he headed down to New Orleans
Hey hey
Workin' from one end to the other
And all points in between

[Droopy]

7. What's the difference

between the Phish version and the ZZ Top original lyrically speaking?

[Whoa_Nelly]

9. ZZ's is just slightly different

...and I like the Phish version better :smoke:

ZZ's

Jesus just left Chicago and he's bound for New Orleans.
Well now, Jesus just left Chicago and he's bound for New Orleans.
Yeah, yeah.
Workin' from one end to the other and all points in between.

Took a jump through Mississippi, well, muddy water turned to wine.
Took a jump through Mississippi, muddy water turned to wine.
Yeah, yeah.
Then out to California through the forests and the pines.
Ah, take me with you, Jesus.

You might not see him in person but he'll see you just the same.
You might not see him in person but he'll see you just the same.
Yeah, yeah.
You don't have to worry 'cause takin' care of business is his name.

- Billy Gibbons, Dusty Hill & Frank Beard

[Guy Fawkes]

8. Meetings with Remarkable Men (Show Me the Hero)

I had a lovely brunch with Jesus Christ.
He said, "two words about inanity: fundamental christianity."
the food was very nice.
but then He had to go and die for my sins
and stick my ass with the check.

"show me a hero and I’ll write you a tragedy,"
(go near an open window and that’ll be the end of me).

I bowed before the avatar.
he said, "the problem’s clear to me: you never got over morrissey."
I said "well, right you are!"
"it’s so much harder to be underfed than under-understood," he said.

"show me a hero and i’ll write you a tragedy,"
(go near an open window and that’ll be the end of me).

I went to see KIP WINGER!
he said, "in my day we knew how to party;
bands today, c’mon, not hardly."
he had a back-up singer (doo doo doo doo).
he said, "the metal scene is a disgrace,
but I ain’t got no dog in that race!"

"show me a hero and I’ll write you a tragedy,"
(go near an open window and that’ll be the end of me).

don’t despair, your mother loves you.
don’t be proud because she has to.
don’t despair, your mother loves you.
don’t be proud, she gotta

[CrownPrinceBandar]

10. "Fat Angel" by Jefferson Airplane...

"He will bring happiness in a pipe
he'll ride away on his silver bike
and apart from that
he'll be so kind in consenting to blow your mind
fly Translove Airways gets you there on time
Fly Jefferson Airplane gets you there on time
he will bring orchids for my lady the parfume will be an excellent kind
and apart from that he'll be so kind in consenting to blow your mind
Fly Translove Airways gets you there on time
Fly Jefferson Airplane gets you there on time"

[Squeech]

45. Yeah, but

aren't you going to give any credit to Donovan Leitch, who actually wrote it?

We are flying at an altitude of 39,000 feet... Captain High at your service...

[CrownPrinceBandar]

52. Duly noted......

I knew that Donovan wrote it, but I was more familiar with the JA's version. And, to his credit, I will post this funky picture of Mr. Leitch.

[Wapsie B]

11. Ernest Tubb

Walking The Floor Over You

You left me and you went away
You said that you'd be back and just that day
You've broken your promise and you left me here alone
I don't know why you did dear, but I do know that you're gone

I'm walking the floor over you
I can't sleep a wink that is true
I'm hoping and I'm praying as my heart breaks right in two
Walking the floor over you

Now darling you know I love you well
I love you more than I can ever tell
I thought that you loved me and always would be mine]
But you went and left me here with troubles on my mind

I'm walking the floor over you
I can't sleep a wink that is true
I'm hoping and I'm praying as my heart breaks right in two
Walking the floor over you


Now someday you may be lonesome too
Walking the floor is good for you
Just keep right on walking and it won't hurt you to cry
Remember that I love you and I will the day I die

I'm walking the floor over you
I can't sleep a wink that is true
I'm hoping and I'm praying as my heart breaks right in two
Walking the floor over you

[Common Sense Party]

13. I like yours best so far. I've never heard of most of these others.

But I'll take Ernest Tubbs (and old ZZ Top) anyday!

[Wapsie B]

16. Thank you.

That's one of my favorite old time country songs. Yes Ernest Tubb and ZZ Top are both cool.


Belated welcome to DU!

[SeattleGirl]

20. That's a great song!

[Wapsie B]

23. Yes it is.

Earnest Tubb, an honest place to take a bath.

[MrScorpio]

12. I just played this song on my show- Requiem Pour Un Con

I dedicated it to GWB

Listen to the organs
They're playing for you
It's a terrible song
I hope you like it
It's pretty beautiful, no
It's a requiem for a dumb ass

I composed it especially for you
In your memory of wicked man
It's a nice theme,
Don't you think, no
Similar to yourself
Poor dumb ass

There are the organs
That are starting again
You need to learn by heart this song
That you don't even have
An hesitation
On the requiem for a dumb ass

What you look at me
You don't appreciate it
But what is it in there
That you don't like
For me it's dido
That you like it or not
I replay it for you anyway
Poor dumb ass

Listen to the organs
They're playing for you
It's a terrible song
I hope you like it
It's pretty beautiful, no
It's a requiem for a dumb ass
I composed it especially for you
In your memory of wicked man
On your pale face
On the prison walls
I'll write myself: "Poor dumb ass"

[Swede]

14. Extreme Ways

Extreme ways are back again
Extreme places I didn't know
I broke everything new again
Everything that I'd owned
I threw it out the windows, came along
Extreme ways I know, will part
The colors of my sea
Perfect color me

Extreme ways that help me
They help me out late at night
Extreme places I had gone
But never seen any light
Dirty basements, dirty noise
Dirty places coming through
Extreme worlds alone
Did you ever like it planned

I would stand in line for this
There's always room in life for this

Oh baby, oh baby
Then it fell apart, it fell apart
Oh baby, oh baby
Then it fell apart, it fell apart
Oh baby, oh baby
Then it fell apart, it fell apart
Oh baby, oh baby
Like it always does, always does

Extreme times that told me
They held me down every night
I didn't have much to say
I didn't get above the light
I closed my eyes and closed myself
And closed my world and never opened
Up to anything
That could get me alone

I had to close down everything
I had to close down my mind
Too many things to cover me
Too much can make me blind
I've seen so much in so many places
So many heartaches, so many faces
So many dirty things
You couldn't even believe

I would stand in line for this
It's always good in life for this

Oh baby, oh baby
Then it fell apart, it fell apart
Oh baby, oh baby
Then it fell apart, it fell apart
Oh baby, oh baby
Then it fell apart, it fell apart
Oh baby, oh baby
Like it always does, always does

[eauclaireliberal]

15. Playboys Of The Southwestern World

Playboys Of The Southwestern World
Shelton Blake

This is a song
About best friends

John Roy
Was a boy I knew
Since he was three
And I was two
Grew up two little houses
Down from me

The only two bad apples
On our family tree
Kind of ripened and rotted
In our puberty
Two kindred spirits bound by destiny

Well now I was smart
But I lacked ambition
Johnny was wild
With no inhibition
Was about like mixin
Fire and gasoline
(And he'd say)

Hey Romeo
Let's go down to Mexico
Chase senoritas
Drink ourselves silly
Show them Mexican girls
A couple of real hillbillies
Got a pocket full of cash
And that old Ford truck
A fuzzy cat hangin
From the mirror for luck
Said don't you know
All those little
Brown-eyed girls
Want playboys of the southwestern world

Long around
Our eighteenth year
We found two plane tickets
The hell out of here
Got scholarships
To some small town
School in Texas

Learned to drink Sangria
Til the dawns early light
Eat eggs Ranchero
And throw up all night
And tell those daddy's girls
We were majoring in a rodeo

Ah but my
Favorite memory
At school that fall
Was the night John Roy
Came runnin down the hall
Wearin nothin
But cowboy boots
And a big sombrero
(And he was yellin)

Hey Romeo
Let's go down to Mexico
Chase senoritas
Drink ourselves silly
Show them Mexican girls
A couple of real hillbillies
Got a pocket full of cash
And that old Ford truck
A fuzzy cat hangin
From the mirror for luck
Said don't you know
All those little
Brown-eyed girls
Want playboys of the southwestern world

And I said
We had a little
Change in plans
Like when Paul McCartney
Got busted in Japan
And I said
We got waylaid
When we laid foot
On Mexican soil
See the boarder guard
With the Fu Manchu mustache
Kind of stumbled on John's
Pocket full of American cash
He said
Doin a little funny business
In Mexico Amigo

But all I could think about
Was savin my own tail
When he mentioned ten years
In a Mexican jail
So I pointed to John Roy and said
It's all his now please let me go
Well it was your idea genius
I was just layin there in bed
When you said

Hey Romeo
Let's go down to Mexico
Chase senoritas
Drink ourselves silly
Show them Mexican girls
A couple of real hillbillies
Got a pocket full of cash
And that old Ford truck
A fuzzy cat hangin
From the mirror for luck
Said don't you know
All those little
Brown-eyed girls
Want playboys of the southwestern world

Ah we're still best friends
Temporary cell mates

[Broken_Hero]

17. Drowning, by Life of Agony....

I love this song...LOA is a very underrated band...:)

I'm dying

I'M trying

I'm crying 'cause i aint got nothing so

Dont bother trying to stop me

I'm drowning in my own self pity so

Stop preaching 'bout livin for a brighter day

You know as well as i do Praying never stopped the rain

I'ts still rainin on me

Im drownin

I'm drownin 'cause i aint got nothin so

Dont bother tryin to stop me

Im drownin in my own self pity so

Dont bother wiping these tears away

'Cause at the end of the rainbow it still rains

It still rains on me

I'm drowning

I'm drowning 'cause i aint go nothin so

Dont bother trying to stop me

Im drownin in my own self pity so

Dont bother wiping my tears away

'Cause at the end of the rainbow it still rains

Its still rainin on me

The hand on the clock keep pointing at me

The remote control has a mind of its own

I forgotten how long it has been

This razor blade feels closer then my own skin

Wont someone wipe these tears away

It dont matter cause nothing can stop the rain

It still rains on me

I'm drownin

I'm drowning cause i aint got nothin so

Dont bother tryin to stop me

Im drowning in my own self pity so

Dont bother wiping my tears away

Cause at the end of the rainbow it still rains

Its still raining on me

Im Drowning

Im drowning cause i aint got nothing so

Dont bother trying to stop me

Im drowning in my own self pity so

Dont bother wiping my tears away

Cause at the end of the rainbow it still rains

[Elidor]

18. Scissor Sisters

When you grow up
Livin' like a good boy oughta
And your mama
Takes a shine to her best son
Something different
All the girls they seem to like you
Cause you're handsome
Like to talk and a whole lot of fun

But now your girl's gone a missin'
And your house has got an empty bed
The folks'll wonder 'bout the wedding
They won't listen to a word you said


Gonna take your mama out all night
Yeah we'll show her what it's all about
We'll get her jacked up on some cheap champagne
We'll let the good times all roll out
And if the music ain't good, well it's just too bad
We're gonna sing along no matter what
Because the dancers don't mind at the New Orleans
If you tip 'em and they make a cut

Do it
Take your mama out all night
So she'll have no doubt
That we're doing oh the best we can
We're gonna do it
Take your mama out all night
You can stay up late
'cause baby you're a full grown man

It's a struggle
Livin' like a good boy oughta
In the summer
Watchin' all the girls pass by
When your mama
Heard the way that you'd been talking
I tried to tell you
That all she'd wanna do is cry

Now we end up takin' the long way home
Lookin' overdressed wearin' buckets of stale cologne
It's so hard to see streets on a country road
When your glasses in the garbage
And your Continental's just been towed

Do it
Take your mama out all night
So she'll have no doubt
That we're doing oh the best we can
We're gonna do it
Take your mama out all night
You can stay up late
'cause baby you're a full grown man

[BreweryYardRat]

19. Iron's Savior's "Wings of Deliverance" and "Starchaser."

Wings Of Deliverance

Far beyond the horizon
far beyond the setting sun
I am carving a way
through barren land
holding on to my memories
they are keeping me alive
making me strong
they're making me stand
hot, dusty canyons
I have been through
My heart is burning for ya
ohh it's bleeding for you

wings of deliverance
bring me home
wings of deliverance
carry me home

and whenever I'm closing my eyes
it is you that I have on my mind
echoes of what I had to leave behind

10.000 miles of torture
10.000 miles of pain
but nothing, nothing is keeping me from ya
I'm coming back to you again

wings of deliverance
...

held in captivity
in a cold, damp prison cell
locked up in a cage
I have been given hell
but never to be broken
I always did resist
and then I took my chances
to vanish in the mist
...
wings of deliverance
bring me home
wings of deliverance
carry me home

Starchaser

Up in the skies
the stars are shining bright
on what is called the human kind
in silent majesty
they're watching from up there
this overbearing planet's vanity fair
voices in the distance
keep on whispering to me
now I have to follow
to set my spirit free

starchaser - skies are open wide
starchaser - calling me from deep inside
starchaser - I have crossed the line
starchaser - I'm diving into space and time
to be free

for all so long
I've been in search to find
my destiny, some peace of mind
it seems like everything
I did just wasn't right
life seemed to be a futile fight

it's almost been too late
to understand, to turn around
but here I am
I have been leaving ground

starchaser - skies are open wide
...

till the end of time
the universe is mine
my fate lies in my hand
and if even though
the world will never now
my fate lies in my very hand
for now and for all times

starchaser - skies are open wide
starchaser - calling me from deep inside
starchaser - the universe is mine
starchaser - I'm diving into space and time
to be free
...

till the end of time
the universe is mine
my fate lies in my hand
and if even though
the world will never now
my fate lies in my very hand
for now and for all times

starchaser - skies are open wide
starchaser - calling me from deep inside
starchaser - the universe is mine
starchaser - I'm diving into space and time
to be free

[ghostsofgiants]

21. *prepares for inevitable lynch mob*

"Fuck The Border" by Propagandhi

A friend of mine dropped me a line, it said,
"Man, I gotta run to the USA.
I got no money, got no job."
She skipped out of Mexico to stay alive.
You've got a problem with her living here, but what did you do to help her before she fucking came?
What did the country do? What did the people do?
I stand not by my country, but by people of the whole fucking world.
No fences, no borders. Free movement for all.
Fuck the border.
It's about fucking time to treat people with respect.
It's our culture and consumption that makes her life unbearable.
Fuck this country; its angry eyes, its knee-jerk hordes.
Legal or illegal, watch her fucking go.
She'll take what's hers.
Watch her fucking go.
Fuck the border.

[Omphaloskepsis]

26. swear to god... I didn't see your Propagandhi..

Plyrics popped up like 5 windows looking for a song. We need a good lyrics site.

[ghostsofgiants]

27. Really? I never get popups on plyrics.

And I use it constantly.

[Omphaloskepsis]

29. You must use IE?

Firefox must suck..

[ghostsofgiants]

30. Nope, I use Firefox.

I wouldn't touch IE with a fifty foot nerd pole.

[Omphaloskepsis]

31. Do you really think I use IE...?????????? I thougt we were friends...

My typo stands...

[ghostsofgiants]

33. Haha, no, I figured you have more sense than to use IE...

You're the one who asked if I use IE.

[ghostsofgiants]

28. Fuck it, this thread needs more Propagandhi (with MP3!)

http://www.g7welcomingcommittee.net/mp3/propagandhi_diejugend.mp3

Die Jugend Marschiert

"Welcome to the offices of Economic and Manpower Analyses here at our historic and sprawling West Point Academy campus! My name is Mindy! It is my distinct pleasure to introduce you to a loving father of three (and a champion of the sanctioned use of armed force in pursuit of policy objectives). Ladies and gentlemen, put your hands together for the project director of our newest recruitment strategy; our mission to staff future combat systems through current technologies. Without any further ado, I give to you Colonel Casey Wardynski!"

(warm applause)

"Thank you! Let me begin with some sentimental appeals to our national myths; assorted clichés coined by the state; the ideological shorthand meant to sweep your private doubts of this virtual training course. This portal; this Trojan Horse that you living idiots paid for and actually rolled into your own kids’ rooms."

(stunned silence)

"Oops, did I just say that out loud? Oh, well, it’s not like it’s something new. It’s just the logical extension of the decades of bilge water that you’ve let us pump into your homes. The pink noise that hums away in the background while you run the gauntlet we force on you everyday. The billowing candy floss that helps to soften the blow. Deep down you’ve always known that your children already belong to us, so why don’t you cut the outraged parent routine, shut your mouth and get back in your seat. Your children already belong to us. What are you? You will pass on. And they won’t know a fucking thing but this 'community,' this real life Ender’s Game. Forget what you think you know."

[Omphaloskepsis]

32. I had mp3 before you....

http://www.democraticunderground.com/discuss/duboard.php?az=show_mesg&forum=105&topic_id=5025458&mesg_id=5025854


I have a bigger dick./... You have cooler hair.. We both win..

[ghostsofgiants]

34. Haha, you were my inspiration to post an mp3.

Your e-dick is indeed larger.

[Omphaloskepsis]

35. feel free to shake hands with my e-cock...

Or we could high-five.... *high-five* --cock-free--

[Omphaloskepsis]

22. Propagandhi::Back To The Motor League

Ohhh MP3 here ... it's from their site... Legal
http://www.g7welcomingcommittee.net/mp3/motorleague.mp3


I like to party fucking hard
I like my rock and roll the same
Don't give a fuck if I burn out
Don't give a fuck if I fade away

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

Oh my god!
Holy shit!

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

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

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

I guess life is just a popularity contest
Success, the ability to perform within a framework of obedience
Just ask the candy-coated Joy-Cam rock-bands
selling shoes for venture-capitalists,
silencing competing messages,
Rounding off the jagged edges

[last_texas_dem]

24. This song weirds me out

I just discovered this song the other day and have been trying to figure out what exactly the lyrics mean. Is it about being one of the only people left on Earth after "The Rapture"? haha Or the dropping of an atomic bomb? Or just about a guy living in a place where a lot of people travel during the summer? Or something totally different? The possibilities are endless... Plus, it's got this bouncy arrangement (driven by what sounds like a tuba) that makes it even more curious.

"Everybody's Out of Town" (Burt Bacharach/Hal David)
Recorded by B.J. Thomas

Where have the people gone
Seems like there's no one hangin' on
Look through the window
The houses are empty
Hey, everybody's out of town
Seems like I'm the only one around.

All of the streets are bare
No traffic tie-ups anywhere
Don't have to wait for a seat at the movie
Hey, everybody's out of town
Seems like, I'm the only one around.

Everyone's moved out
From the ghetto
Lots of space
Empty apartments
No more pollution
Plenty of classrooms everyplace
And it looks like we're ready
To give it one more try
This time there'll be no alibi
I'm gonna send out a message to Noah
Hey, better send some people down
Everyone on earth,
Is out of town

[enigmatic]

25. "Final Solution"- Rocket From The Tombs

The girls won't touch me cause I got a misdirection,
and livin at night isn't helpin my complexion
The signs all say it's a social infection
A little bit of fun's never been an insurrection

Mom threw me out til I get some pants that fit
She just don't approve of my strange kind of wit
I get so excited I always gotta lose it,
then they pack me off & make me take the cure
But I don't need a cure,
don't need a cure
don't need a cure,
need a final solution

Buy me a ticket to a sonic reduction
Guitars gonna sound like a nuclear destruction
It seems I'm the victim of natural selection,
or maybe just another slide in another direction
I don't need a cure,
don't need a cure
don't need a cure,
need a final solution...

[Zookeeper]

36. Frank Black...

(I Want to Live on an) Abstract Plain:

I've had it with this town
I never saw those shifting skies
I never saw the ground
or the sunset rise
I want to live on an abstract plain

I'm building a frame
A place to put my ten-yard stare
Thinking of that paint
Painted in plein-air
I want to live on an abstract plain

I need a new address
I want some new terrain
Is it North or South?
I want to live on an abstract plain

I could sit on the roof
On top of that abstract house
See my abstract view
An abstract mouse
I want to live on an abstract plain

I need a new address
Tell me I'm not insane
Is it up or down?
I want to live on an abstract plain

[blitzen]

37. Tom T. Hall, "Trip to Hyden"

Tossed and turned the night before in some old motel
Subconsciously recallin’ some old sinful thing I’d done
My buddy drove the car and those big coal trucks shook us up
As we drove on into Hyden in the early morning sun

Past the hound dogs and some diamond-neckered chickens
Temporary-lookin’ houses with their lean and bashful kids
Every hundred yards a sign proclaimed that Christ was coming soon
And I thought, well, man, he’d sure be disappointed if he did.

On the way we talked about the 40 miners
Of the 39 who died and one who lived to tell the tale
We stopped for beans and cornbread at the Ed & Lois cafe
Then went to see the sherrif at the Leslie county jail

They took us to the scene of that disaster
I was so surprised to not find any sign of death at all
Just another country hillside with some mudholes and some junk
The mines were deadly silent like a rathole in the wall

"It was just like being right inside of a shotgun."
The old man coughed and lit a cigarette that he had rolled
Back in town I bought a heavy jacket from a store
It was sunny down in Hyden but somehow the town was cold

The old man introduced the undertaker
Who seemed refreshed despite the kind of work I knew he did
We talked about the pretty lady from the grand ole opry
An’ we talked about the money she was raisin’ for the kids

Well, I guess the old man thought we were reporters
He kept reminding me of how his simple name was spelled
Some lady said, they worth more money now than when they’s a-livin’.
And I’ll leave it there ’cause I suppose she told it pretty well

[NMMNG]

38. American Idiot/ Green Day

Don't want to be an American idiot.
Don't want a nation under the new media
And can you hear the sound of hysteria?
The subliminal mind fuck America.

Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across the alien nation.
Where everything isn't meant to be okay.
Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones meant to follow.
For that's enough to argue.

Well maybe I'm the faggot America.
I'm not a part of a redneck agenda.
Now everybody do the propaganda.
And sing along to the age of paranoia.

Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across the alien nation.
Where everything isn't meant to be okay.
Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones meant to follow.
For that's enough to argue.

Don't want to be an American idiot.
One nation controlled by the media.
Information age of hysteria.
It's calling out to idiot America.

Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across the alien nation.
Where everything isn't meant to be okay.
Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones meant to follow.
For that's enough to argue.

[Spider Jerusalem]

39. Bomb Factory - "God Loves Us And He Hates You"

Fifty lashes with the Bible belt
That'll teach you to be someone else
The bruises will teach you right from wrong
Eyes to Heaven as we sing along
We are right and you are wrong
That is why we sing this song
God loves us and he hates you
He hates Charles Darwin too

So don't be gay and don't be glad
Play it straight in the Promised Land
Don't drink or smoke or be a girl
Or we will bomb you - straight to Hell
Kill your kids if they're in the way
On your knees now as we pray:
There is nothing we won't do
God loves us and he hates you

It's the opium of the masses
The crack pipe of the war pig classes
Take a big puff on your holy smoke
As our holy wars make holy ghosts

Friends don't let your halo slip
Take a deep breath, get a grip
On the Lord's Kalashnikov
Sing his praises - fire it off
We are right and you are wrong
That is why we sing this song
There is nothing we won't do
God loves us and he hates you

[Vektor]

40. Queen - Fat Bottomed Girls!

Are you gonna take me home tonight
Ah down beside that red firelight
Are you gonna let it all hang out
Fat bottomed girls
You make the rockin’ world go round

Hey I was just a skinny lad
Never knew no good from bad
But I knew life before I left my nursery
Left alone with big fat fanny
She was such a naughty nanny
Heap big woman you made a bad boy out of me
Hey hey!

I’ve been singing with my band
Across the wire across the land
I seen ev’ry blue eyed floozy on the way
But their beauty and their style
Went kind of smooth after a while
Take me to them dirty ladies every time

Oh won’t you take me home tonight?
Oh down beside your red firelight
Oh and you give it all you got
Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin’ world go round
Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin’ world go round

Hey listen here
Now your mortgages and homes
I got stiffness in the bones
Ain’t no beauty queens in this locality (I tell you)
Oh but I still get my pleasure
Still got my greatest treasure
Heap big woman you gonna make a big man out of me
Now get this

Oh you gonna take me home tonight (please)
Oh down beside your red firelight
Oh you gonna let it all hang out
Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin’ world go round
Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin’ world go round
Get on your bikes and ride

Oooh yeah them fat bottomed girls
Fat bottomed girls
Yeah yeah yeah
Fat bottomed girls
Yes yes

[Monkey see Monkey Do]

41. "Sing" by The Dresden Dolls

there is this thing that's like touching except you don't touch
back in the day it just went without saying at all
all the world's history gradually dying of shock
there is thing that's like talking except you don't talk
you sing
you sing

sing for the bartender sing for the janitor sing
sing for the cameras sing for the animals sing
sing for the children shooting the children sing
sing for the teachers who told you that you couldn't sing
just sing

there is thing keeping everyone's lungs and lips locked
it is called fear and it's seeing a great renaissance
after the show you can not sing wherever you want
but for now lets all pretend that we're gonna get bombed
so sing

sing cause its obvious sing for the astronauts sing
sing for the president sing for the terrorists sing
sing for the soccer team sing for the janjaweed sing
sing for the kid with the phone who refuses to sing
just sing

life is no cabaret
we don't care what you say
we're inviting you anyway
you motherfuckers you'll sing someday...

-------

music video:
http://www.roadrunnerrecords.com/shared/downloads/thedresdendolls/dresdendolls_sing_700.mov

[Magrittes Pipe]

42. Faust "No Harm"

Daddy! Take the banana!
Tommorrow is Sunday!

[Squeech]

49. HAHAHAHAHA

I saw Faust in the '90s, an outdoor show in Hartford CT. It had rained on and off all morning, and the stage was wet, and the equipment covered with plastic tarps to try and keep it all from shorting out. The Faust members came out, tested a couple of microphones, and then started banging on various large metal items-- I remember one household oil tank being hammered on with a length of downspout. And I recognized the rhythm scheme just about the time they started singing:

"It's a rainy day, sunshine girl!"

The sun finally came out to stay, Cul de Sac played, then some of the members of Sonic Youth, and then Faust did their real set. Very nice.

[Magrittes Pipe]

51. Sweet!

:thumbsup:

Was this after they put out their "new" record on Table of the Elements?

[Squeech]

54. I think so

I think they were relying on the ToE money to help fund the tour. There was also that deal (scam?) where the recordings of their first reunion concerts were going to be released as expensive special limited editions, and then ToE later made them widely available, and everyone who bought the collectors' editions was furious. My understanding is that the band was pissed too.

I still haven't heard any of their records of the last decade. Which ones will rock my world?

[Magrittes Pipe]

56. The ToE one is good....

It's the only "real" record of the bunch. The band recorded new music and put the thing together. The other recordings are really just sonic collage-type stuff -- which can be cool; but in most cases, they were pieced together by the labels without any real Faust input.

[wildhorses]

43. Your Flag Decal Won't Get You Into Heaven Anymore

by: John Prine

While digesting Reader's Digest
In the back of a dirty book store,
A plastic flag, with gum on the back,
Fell out on the floor.
Well, I picked it up and I ran outside
Slapped it on my window shield,
And if I could see old Betsy Ross
I'd tell her how good I feel.

Chorus:
But your flag decal won't get you
Into Heaven any more.
They're already overcrowded
From your dirty little war.
Now Jesus don't like killin'
No matter what the reason's for,
And your flag decal won't get you
Into Heaven any more.

Well, I went to the bank this morning
And the cashier he said to me,
"If you join the Christmas club
We'll give you ten of them flags for free."
Well, I didn't mess around a bit
I took him up on what he said.
And I stuck them stickers all over my car
And one on my wife's forehead.

Well, I got my window shield so filled
With flags I couldn't see.
So, I ran the car upside a curb
And right into a tree.
By the time they got a doctor down
I was already dead.
And I'll never understand why the man
Standing in the Pearly Gates said...

"But your flag decal won't get you
Into Heaven any more.
We're already overcrowded
From your dirty little war.
Now Jesus don't like killin'
No matter what the reason's for,
And your flag decal won't get you
Into Heaven any more."

[Squeech]

44. Manhattan Project

Imagine a time when it all began
In the dying days of a war
A weapon - that would settle the score
Whoever found it first
Would be sure to do their worst -
They always had before...

Imagine a man where it all began
A scientist pacing the floor
In each nation - always eager to explore
To build the best big stick
To turn the winning trick -
But this was something more...

The big bang - took and shook the world
Shot down the rising sun
the end was begun - it would hit everyone
When the chain reaction was done
The big shots - try to hold it back
Fools try to wish it away
The hopeful depend on a world without end
Whatever the hopeless may say

Imagine a place where it all began
They gathered from across the land
To work in the secrecy of the desert sand
All of the brightest boys
To play with the biggest toys -
More than they bargained for...

Imagine a man when it all began
The pilot of "Enola Gay"
Flying out of the shockwave on that August day
All the powers that be, and the course of history,
Would be changed for evermore...

[arwalden]

46. Car Wash

Ooh ooh
You might not ever get rich
But let me tell ya it's better than diggin' a ditch
There ain't no tellin' who you might meet
A movie star or maybe even an Indian chief
(Workin')
At the car wash
Workin' at the car wash, girl
Come on and sing it with me
(Car wash)
Sing it with the feelin' ya'all
(Car wash, girl)

Ooh!

Some of the work gets kinda hard
This ain't no place to be if you planned on bein' a star
Let me tell you it's always cool
And the boss don't mind sometimes if you act the fool

At the car wash
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
Talkin' about the car wash, girl
Come on, ya'all and sing it for me
(Car wash)
Oooh oooh oooh
(Car wash, girl)

(Work and work)
Well, those cars never seem to stop coming
(Work and work)
Keep those rags and machines humming
(Work and work)
My fingers to the bone
(Work)
Can't wait till it's time to go home (?)

(Hey, get your car washed today)
Fill up and you don't have to pay
Come on and give us a play
(Do the wash, right away)

(The car wash)
Talkin' 'bout the car wash
Car wash, girl
Come on, ya'all, let's sing it with me
(Car wash)
Sing it with feelin', ya'all
(Car wash, girl)

Whoa whoa whoa whoa
(Car wash)
Never seem to stop comin'
What'd I say
Keep those rags and machines hummin'
(Car wash)
Let me tell you, it's always cool . . .

[no name no slogan]

47. Moving to Florida

Well, well I'm gonna move down to Florida.
And I'm gonna bowl me a perfect game.
Well I'm gonna cut off my leg down in Florida, child.
And I'm gonna dance one-legged off in the rain.
Now, they say that Sidney Poitier was a blind man.
And they say that LBJ was a Soviet Jew.
When I go down Florida Way,
They're ain't no kind of sexual healing that I would not, could not, should
Not do, stick it right here.

Well I'm gonna move down to Florida.
I'm gonna potty train the chairman Mao.
I'm gonna make the governor write my doodoo a letter, child.
And I'm gonna grind me up a White Castle side out of India's sacred cow.
Well, I been movin' down Florida Way,
And I'm gonna build me the atomic bomb.
Well, I'm gonna hold time hostage down in Florida, child.
Ain't nobody, said ain't nobody gonna tell me what to do. Right here.

By this time I guess you've figured out about Florida.
Turn the muddy water into Vaseline stains.
They be makin' tadpoles the size of Mercuries down in Florida.
That be tellin' Julio Iglesias what to sing, now.
Now, whoever said that Sidney Poitier was a blind man,
Knew the same of Elvis Presley, too.
When I go down Florida Way,
Ain't nobody, said ain't nobody gonna tell me what to do. Right here.

Well I been goin' down to Florida.
Pole cats lie naked in the Seminole sin.
When I go down Florida Way,
Like Vince, I wanna' win.
Well I went down to Florida.
I got away.
I took the children down to Florida.
I stuck the dick down the drain.
Get that boy down to Florida.
Give him a switch blade.
Tell him what to do.

[momophile]

48. methodist coloring book

you've got a methodist coloring book and you color really well.
but don't color outside the lines or god will send you to hell.

Dead Milkmen. beautiful.

[XNASA]

50. Drowning here in Summer's Cauldron.......

.....Under mats of flower lava
Please don't pull me out this is how I would want to go
Breathing in the boiling butter
Fruit of sweating golden inca
Please don't heed my shout I'm relax in the undertow

When Miss Moon lays down
And Sir Sun stands up
Me I'm found floating round and round
Like a bug in brandy
In this big bronze cup
Drowning here in Summer's Cauldron

Trees are dancing drunk with nectar
Grass is waving underwater
Please don't pull me out this is how I would want to go
Insect bomber Buddhist droning
Copper chord of August's organ
Please don't heed my shout I'm relax in the undertow

When Miss Moon lays down
in her hilltop bed
And Sir Sun stands up
raise his regal head
Me I'm found floating round and round
Like a bug in brandy
In this big bronze cup
Drowning here in Summer's Cauldron

[DS1]

53. Blood, milk, and sky

The siren sings a
Lonely song of all the
Wants and hungers
The lust of love a brute
Desire - the ledge of life
Goes under - Divide the
Dream into the flesh
Kaleidoscope and -
Candle eyes - Empty
Winds scrape on the
Soul - but never stop
To realize -
Animal whisperings
Intoxicate the night
Hypnotize the deperate
Slow motion light - Wash
Away into the rain
Blood, milk and sky
Hollow moons illuminate
And beauty never dies
Running wild running blind
I breathe the body deep
1,000 years beside myself
I do not sleep - Seduce
The world it never
Screams Dead water lies
Ride the only one who
Knows - Beauty never dies

[terrya]

55. Yes...it's time for Rick Astley

We’re no strangers to love
You know the rules and so do i
A full commitment’s what I’m thinking of
You wouldn’t get this from any other guy

I just wanna tell you how I’m feeling
Gotta make you understand

* never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you

We’ve know each other for so long
Your heart’s been aching
But you’re too shy to say it
Inside we both know what’s been going on
We know the game and we’re gonna play it

And if you ask me how I’m feeling
Don’t tell me you’re too blind to see

(* repeat)

Give you up. give you up
Give you up, give you up
Never gonna give
Never gonna give, give you up
Never gonna give
Never gonna give, five you up

I just wanna tell you how I’m feeling
Gotta make you understand

(* repeat 3 times)

[Magrittes Pipe]

57. WHOOOOOOOAAAOOOOOHHH! Pa-ra-LYZED!

[0007]

58. Dang, that's kind of racy!

[no name no slogan]

59. Bethlehem Steel

There was a light blue as a welder’s torch
It used to shine over the fields
And all the wise men strong men were drawn for miles
Followed a star to bethlehem steel

Our mother’s father worked here in world war two
On the main floor operating the drill
And in his open palms little splinters remind him of
The booming days days of bethlehem steel

But the steeples on the hills they point
To a better life beyond this one
And that promise penetrates the clouds
And mighty walls of brick red cinnamon

Take a walk past Lazarus moving n’ storage
Behind the goodman’s furniture store
See the smoke stacks rise on up to heaven’s step
While on earth we’re burnin’ this miracle iron ore

But the steeples on the hills they point
To a better life beyond this one
And that promise penetrates the clouds
Even when they block the fiery sun

There was a light blue as a welder’s torch
It used to shine over the fields
And all of the wise men strong men were drawn for miles
Followed a star to bethlehem steel

[malmapus]

60. B-52s - Rock Lobster

We were at a party
His ear lobe fell in the deep
Someone reached in and grabbed it
It was a rock lobster

We were at the beach
Everybody had matching towels
Somebody went under a dock
And there they saw a rock
It wasn't a rock
It was a rock lobster

Motion in the ocean
His air hose broke
Lots of trouble
Lots of bubble
He was in a jam
S'in a giant clam

Down, down

Underneath the waves
Mermaids wavin'
Wavin' to mermen
Wavin' sea fans
Sea horses sailin'
Dolphins wailin'

Red snappers snappin'
Clam shells clappin'
Muscles flexin'
Flippers flippin'

Down, down

Let's rock!

Boy's in bikinis
Girls in surfboards
Everybody's rockin'
Everybody's fruggin'

Twistin' 'round the fire
Havin' fun
Bakin' potatoes
Bakin' in the sun

Put on your noseguard
Put on the lifeguard
Pass the tanning butter

Here comes a stingray
There goes a manta-ray
In walked a jelly fish
There goes a dogfish
Chased by a catfish
In flew a sea robin
Watch out for that piranha
There goes a narwhale
HERE COMES A BIKINI WHALE!

[southlandshari]

61. We Are The People Our Parents Warned Us About

Jimmy Buffett, who else?

:)


I was supposed to have been a Jesuit priest or a Naval Academy grad
That was the way that my parents perceived me
Those were the plans that they had
But I couldn't fit the part too dumb or too smart
Ain't it funny how we all turned out
I guess we are the people our parents warned us about

You know I coulda worked the rigs when the money was big
Or hopped a freighter south to Trinidad
And when they tried to draft me I earned a college degree
Buyin' time 'til things were not so bad
But then I got a guitar found a job in a bar
Playin' acid rock 'til I was numb
Tell me where are the flashbacks they all warned us would come

Chorus:
We are the people, they couldn't figure out
We are the people our parents warned us about

Hey hey, Gardner McKay
Take us on the Leaky Tiki with you
Clear skies bound for Shanghai
Sailing cross the ocean blue (do do do dooo)
So blue (do do do dooo OOOH)
(do do do dooo)
(do do do dooo OOOH)

Now I got quarters in my loafers tryin' to fight inflation
When it only used to take a cent
Sometimes I wish I was back in my crashpad days
'Fore I knew what cash flow meant

Seems everybody's joggin' or heavy into health shit
Don't tell me that I ought to get rolfed
'Cause I love cajun martinis and playin' afternoon golf

Chorus:
We are the people there isn't any doubt
We are the people they still can't figure out
We are the people who love to sing "Twist and Shout"
SHAKE IT UP BABY

We are the people our parents warned us about (do do do dooo)
Id'n' any doubt (do do do dooo OOOH)
Hey hey hey (do do do dooo)
Gardner McKay (do do do dooo, Gardner McKay)
(do do do dooo)
I wanna sail away today (do do do dooo OOOH)
Isn't any doubt (do do do dooo)
They warned us about (do do do dooo OOOH)
Hey hey hey (do do do dooo)
C'mon now Gardner McKay (do do do dooo OOOH)
I wanna sail away today

[APPLE314]

62. HILLBILLY POETRY

THEY RAISE THEM WILD, ON WEAVER'S MOUNTAIN
AT LEAST THE ONE'S SO POOR THEY STAYED
THEY HIDE THE GIRLS ON WEAVER'S MOUNTAIN
WHEN THEY COME DOWN TO TOWN TO TRADE.

[Blue-Jay]

64. .

[jpgray]

65. .

:thumbsup:

[KatyMan]

63. Anagram For Mongo

Gotta be some of the cleverest lyrics ever...but what do you expect from the Professor? :D

There's a snake coming out of the darkness
Parade from paradise
End the need for eden
Chase the dreams of merchandise

There is tic and toc in atomic
Leaders make a deal
The cosmic is largely comic
A con they couldn't conceal

There is no safe seat at the feast
Take your best stab at the beast
The night is turning thin
The saint is turning to sin

Raise the art to resistance
Danger dare to be grand
Pride reduced to humble pie
Diamonds down to sand

Take heart from earth and weather
The brightness of new birth
Take heart from the harvest
Shave the harvest from the earth

Reasoning is partly insane
Image just an eyeless game
The night is turning thin
The saint is turning to sin

Miracles will have their claimers
More will bow to Rome
He and she are in the house
But there's only me at home

Rose is a rose of splendor
Posed to respond in the end
Lonely things like nights,
I find, end finer with a friend

I hear in the rate of her heart
A tear in the heat of the art

The night turns thin
The saint turns to sin

Rush -- Presto

[KatyMan]

69. FYI...

Just so a few folks grok why these lyrics are so awesome:

an·a·gram ( P ) Pronunciation Key (n-grm)
n.
A word or phrase formed by reordering the letters of another word or phrase, such as satin to stain.

[jayfish]

66. Metallica "...And Justice for All "

Halls of justice painted green
Money talking
Power wolves beset your door
Hear them stalking
Soon you'll please their appetite
They devour
Hammer of justice crushes you
Overpower

The ultimate in vanity
Exploiting their supremacy
I can't believe the things you say
I can't believe, I can't believe the price you pay
Nothing can save you

Justice is lost
Justice is raped
Justice is gone
Pulling your strings
Justice is done
Seeking no truth
Winning is all
Find it so grim, so true, so real

Apathy their stepping stone
So unfeeling
Hidden deep animosity
So deceiving
Through your eyes their light burns
Hoping to find
Inquisition sinking you
With prying minds

The ultimate in vanity
Exploiting their supremacy
I can't believe the things you say
I can't believe, I can't believe the price you pay
Nothing can save you
Justice is lost
Justice is raped
Justice is gone
Pulling your strings
Justice is done
Seeking no truth
Winning is all
Find it so grim, so true, so real

Lady Justice has been raped
Truth assassin
Rolls of red tape seal your lips
Now you're done in

Their money tips her scales again
Make your deal
Just what is truth, I cannot tell
Cannot feel

The ultimate in vanity
Exploiting their supremacy
I can't believe the things you say
I can't believe, I can't believe the price we pay
Nothing can save us

Justice is lost
Justice is raped
Justice is gone
Pulling your strings
Justice is done
Seeking no truth
Winning is all
Find it so grim, so true, so real

Seeking no truth
Winning is all
Find it so grim, so true, so real

[ariesgem]

67. Big Brother - Stevie Wonder

Your name is big brother
You say that you're watching me on the tele,
Seeing me go nowhere,
Your name is big brother,
You say that you're tired of me protesting,
Children dying everyday,
My name is nobody
But I can't wait to see your face inside my door.

Your name is big brother
You say that you got me all in your notebook,
Writing it down everyday,
Your name is I'll see ya,
I'll change if you vote me in as the pres,
The President of your soul
I live in the ghetto,
You just come to visit me 'round election time.

I live in the ghetto,
Someday I will move on my feet to the other side,
My name is secluded, we live in a house the size of a matchbox,
Roaches live with us wall to wall,

You've killed all our leaders,
I don't even have to do nothin' to you,
You'll cause your own country to fall.

[KatyMan]

68. OOOH...one more

Last Gunfighter Ballad

Guy Clark is awesome...if you like folk/country (or Texas music) Clark is the most awesome representative...


The old gunfighter on the porch
stared into the sun
and relived the days of living by the gun
when deadly games of pride were played
and living was mistakes not made

and the thought of the smell of the black powder smoke
and the stand in the street at the turn of a joke
Ah, the smell of the black powder smoke
and the stand in the street at the turn of a joke

It's always keep your back to the sun
and he can almost feel the weight of the gun
it's faster than snakes or the blink of an eye
and it's a time for all slow men to die
and his eyes get squinty and his fingers twitch
and he empties the gun at the son of a bitch

and he's hit by the smell of the black powder smoke
and the stand in the street at the turn of a joke
hit by the smell of the black powder smoke
and the stand in the street at the turn of a joke

Now the burn of a bullet is only a scar
he's back in his chair in front of the bar
and the streets are empty and the blood's all dried
and the dead are dust and the whiskey's inside
so buy him a drink and lend him an ear
he's nobody's fool and the only one here

who remembers the smell of the black powder smoke
and the stand in the street at the turn of a joke
remember the smell of the black powder smoke
and the stand in the street at the turn of a joke

He said I stood in that street before it was paved
learned shoot or be shot before I could shave
and I did it all for the money and fame
noble was nothing but feeling no shame
and nothing was sacred but stayin' alive
and all that I learned from a Colt 45

was to curse the smell of the black powder smoke
and the stand in the street at the turn of a joke
curse the smell of the black powder smoke
and the stand in the street at the turn of a joke

Now he's just an old man that no one believes
says he's a gunfighter, the last of the breed
and there are ghosts in the street seeking revenge
calling him out to the lunatic fringe
now he's out in the traffic checking the sun
and he's killed by a car as he goes for his gun

So much for the smell of the black powder smoke
and the stand in the street at the turn of a joke
so much for the smell of the black powder smoke
and the stand in the street at the turn of a joke

[In_The_Wind]

70. Girls Night Out!

Friday finally came around
This girl’s ready to paint the town
Tonight ain’t nothin’ gonna slow me down

I did my time workin’ all week
Tonight’s all mine, tomorrow I’ll sleep
I wanna hear a band with a country sound

Well, I’ve been couped up all week long
I’ve been workin’ my fingers to the bone


Well, it’s a girl’s night out
Honey, there ain’t no doubt
I’m gonna dance every dance ’til the boys go home
Well, it’s my night to rock
No watchin’ that ol’ clock
Oh, ain’t no doubt, lordy it’s a girl’s night out

Two step or the cotton eye joe
They can play ’em fast or they can play ’em slow
I can do ’em all just show me the floor
You can give me a little rock ’n roll
Or even a waltz with the lights down low
I’ll still be dancin’ when they close the door

Friday finally came around
This girl’s ready to paint the town
Tonight ain’t nothin’ gonna slow me down

I did my time workin’ all week
Tonight’s all mine, tomorrow I’ll sleep
I wanna hear a band with a country sound

Well, I’ve been couped up all week long
I’ve been workin’ my fingers to the bone




by the Judds

[Iniquitous Bunny]

71. Never Enough

However much I push it down
It’s never enough
However much I push it around
It’s never enough
However much I make it out
It’s never enough
Never enough
However much I do.......
However big I ever feel
It’s never enough
Whatever I do to make it real
It’s never enough
In any way I try to speak
Never enough
Never enough
However much I try to speak
It’s never enough
However much I’m falling down
It’s never enough
However much I’m falling out
It’s...never...enough
Whatever smile I smile the most
Never enough
Never enough
However I smile I smile the most

So let me hold it up just one more go
Holding it over just once more
One more time to fill it up
One more time to kill
Whatever I do it’s never enough
It’s never enough!

However much I push it down
It’s never enough
However much I push it around
It’s never enough
However much I make it out
It’s never enough
However much I do
Never enough
Never enough
However much I’m falling down
Never enough
However much I’m falling out
Never, never enough!
Whatever smile I smile the most
Never enough
However I smile I smile the most

So let me hold it up just one more go
Holding it over just once more
One more time to fill it up
One more time to kill
Whatever I do it’s never enough
Never enough!
So let me hold it up just one more go
Holding it over just once more
One more time to fill it up
One more time to kill
Whatever I do it’s never enough
It’s never enough
It’s never enough
It’s never enough
It’s never enough
It’s never, it’s never enough

[xmas74]

72. I used to listen to that song at a 10 on my stereo

while drawing my eyes in w/ yet more black liquid eyeliner.

[Ariana Celeste]

73. Paper Scratcher

by Blind Melon

Shuffle can to can nobody really gives a damn
For every living day I give myself a hand
Now I’m scroungy as can be
I got all you normals looking at me
I’ll scratch a hole in my life
So everyone can see
My mind is a mind that I have come to know
And my eyes can’t conceive a world that can not grow
And Fridays are always fresh days
Screamin’ at the sun, don’t really
Know what he has done
He don’t believe in God and a world as one
So he rambles through the weeds
And he will sleep beneath the trees
On the day I die,
Thank God my Soul will be released
I’ve seen all your eyes
And I’ve seen all your faces
Can you tell me honestly that you wanna be free
Then look in my eyes
I’ve been lots of places
Can you tell me honestly that you’d want to be me
Honestly

[xmas74]

74. From the movie I had to watch today:

Caroline laughs and
It's raining all day
She loves to be one of the girls
She lives in the place
In the side of our lives
Where nothing is
Ever put straight
She turns herself round
And she smiles and she says
'This is it'

'That's the end of the joke'
And loses herself
In her dreaming and sleep
And her lovers walk
Through in their coats

Pretty in pink
Isn't she?
Pretty in pink
Isn't she?

All of her lovers
All talk of her notes
And the flowers
That they never sent
And wasn't she easy
And isn't she
Pretty in pink
The one who insists
He was first in the line
Is the last to
Remember her name
He's walking around
In this dress
That she wore
She is gone
But the joke's the same

Pretty in pink
Isn't she?
Pretty in pink
Isn't she?

Caroline talks to you
Softly sometimes
She says
'I love you' and
'Too much'
She doesn't have anything
You want to steal
Well
Nothing you can touch
She waves
She buttons your shirt
The traffic
Is waiting outside
She hands you this coat
She gives you her clothes
These cars collide

Pretty in pink
Isn't she?
Pretty in pink
Isn't she?

[salin]

75. Ground Control to Major Tom

http://www.sing365.com/music/Lyric.nsf/Space-Oddity-lyrics-David-Bowie/957F1D7C64B2758F482568A2002E5168

......snip

Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six, Five,
Four, Three, Two, One, Liftoff

This is Ground Control to Major Tom
You've really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it's time to leave the capsule if you dare

This is Major Tom to Ground Control
I'm stepping through the door
And I'm floating in a most peculiar way
And the stars look very different today

For here
Am I sitting in a tin can
Far above the world
Planet Earth is blue
And there's nothing I can do

Though I'm past one hundred thousand miles
I'm feeling very scared
And I think my spaceship knows which way to go
Tell my wife I love her very much... she knows

Ground Control to Major Tom
Your circuit's dead, there's something wrong
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you....

Here am I floating round my tin can
Far above the Moon
Planet Earth is blue
And there's nothing I can do.
...snip

[bridgit]

76. Sigh No More...

Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more,
Men were deceivers ever;
One foot in sea, and one on shore,
To one thing constant never.

Then sigh not so,
But let them go,
And be you blith and bonny,
Converting all your sounds of woe
Into Hey nonny, nonny.

Sing no more ditties, sing no mo
Of dumps so dull and heavy;
The fraud of men was ever so,
Since summer first was leavy.

Then sigh not so,
But let them go,
And be you blith and bonny,
Converting all your sounds of woe
Into Hey nonny, nonny.

William Shakespeare