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| Sound Of Pulling Heaven Down.
Posted: 9/3/2008 7:33:34 PM | Blue October.
"Sound Of Pulling Heaven Down"
Somewhere, far away from here
I saw stars, stars that I could reach (yeah)
It was a midnight, a silent twilight
Fell down, beyond the ocean beach (yeah)
I assemble all the sand that cover wedding beaches
To build a castle so your mom would have a place to stay
Behind the water slide and down the hill where heaven reaches
Land and time is left to float away (yeah)
So rest assured I have the key to every opening
To every wishing well that's deep enough to dream (dream)
I want to show you just how fascinating kissing is
When earth collides with all the space between (yeah)
I'm reaching farther than I ever have before
Leaving all who broke your heart upon the shore
I may be some sort of crazy
We may be some sort of crazy
But I swear on everything I have and more
So never look behind you, spooky people bring you down
The world is ending there's a party by the bay
I'll wear my suit and tie when I am
I am toasting to the way you put that smile upon my face (yeah)
Fill up the air balloon and ride with me
Yeah hell is jealous of the rain (rain)
Make love like time and space Is ending
While befriending fate's alluring way of putting us to shame
I'm reaching farther than I ever have before
Leaving all who broke your heart upon the shore
I may be some sort of crazy
We may be some sort of crazy
But I swear on everything I have and more
You make the sound of pulling heaven down
You brought the rain's romantic pour
You make the sound
You make the sound
Of pulling heaven down
I'm reaching farther than I ever have before
(Tired of wasting time)
Leaving all who broke your heart upon the shore
(tired of wasting time)
I may be some sort of crazy
We may be some sort of crazy
But I swear on everything I have and more
(go go go go)
I'm reaching farther than I ever have before
(Tired of wasting time)
Leaving all who broke your heart upon the shore
(Tired of wasting time)
I may be some sort of crazy
We may be some sort of crazy
But I swear on everything I have and more
(go go go go)
... | |
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| Apologize
Posted: 9/3/2008 7:44:09 PM | One Republic Ft. Timbaland
I'm holding on your rope,
Got me ten feet off the ground
I'm hearin what you say but I just can't make a sound
You tell me that you need me
Then you go and cut me down, but wait
You tell me that you're sorry
Didn't think I'd turn around, and say...
It's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late
I'd take another chance, take a fall
Take a shot for you
And I need you like a heart needs a beat
But it's nothin new
I loved you with a fire red-
Now it's turning blue, and you say...
"Sorry" like the angel heaven let me think was you
But I'm afraid...
It's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late
Bridge (guitar/piano)
It's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late
It's too late to apologize, yeah
I said it's too late to apologize, yeah-
I'm holdin on your rope, got me ten feet off the ground...
{It's the music...takes me somewhere...else}
~M~ | |
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| Closer
Posted: 9/3/2008 8:11:56 PM | Nine Inch Nails - Closer
You let me violate you, you let me desecrate you
You let me penetrate you, you let me complicate you
Help me I broke apart my insides, help me I’ve got no soul to sell
Help me the only thing that works for me, help me get away from myself
I want to f u c k you like an animal
I want to feel you from the inside
I want to f u c k you like an animal
My whole existence is flawed
You get me closer to god
You can have my isolation, you can have the hate that it brings
You can have my absence of faith, you can have my everything
Help me tear down my reason, help me its' your sex I can smell
Help me you make me perfect, help me become somebody else
I want to f u c k you like an animal
I want to feel you from the inside
I want to f u c k you like an animal
My whole existence is flawed
You get me closer to god
Through every forest, above the trees
Within my stomach, scraped off my knees
I drink the honey inside your hive
You are the reason I stay alive
{This song evokes the scent of sweat, leather, and raw s e x under strobe lights}
~M~ | |
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| Tori Amos
Posted: 9/3/2008 8:20:07 PM | Leather
Look I'm standing naked before you
Don't you want more then my sex
I can scream as loud as your last one
But I can't claim innocence
Oh God
Could it be the weather
Oh God
Why am I here
If love Isn't forever
And it's not the weather
Hand me my leather
I could just pretend that you love me
The night would lose all sense of fear
But why do I need you to love me
When you can't Hold what I hold dear
Oh God
Could it be the weather
Oh God
Why am I here
If love Isn't forever
And it's not the weather
Hand me my leather
I almost ran over an angel
He had a nice big fat cigar
"In a sense" he said "You're alone here
So if you jump you best jump far"
Oh God
Could it be the weather
Oh God
Why am I here
If love Isn't forever
And it's not the weather
Hand me my leather | |
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| Tori Amos
Posted: 9/3/2008 9:01:01 PM | Northern Lad
Had a northern lad
Well not exactly had
He moved like the sunset
God who painted that
First he love my accent
How his knees could bend
I thought we'd be ok
Me and my molasses
But I feel someting is wrong
But I fell this cake just isn't done
Don't say that you Don't
And if you could see me now
Said if you could see me now
Girls you've got to know
When it's time to turn the page
When you're only wet
Because of the rain
He don't show much these days
It's gets so ****ing cold
I loved his secret places
But I can't go anymore
"you change like sugar cane"
Says me northern lad
I guess you go too far
When pianos try to be guitars
I feel the west in you
And I feel it falling apart too
Don't say that you Don't
And if you could see me now
Said if you could see me now
Girls you've got to know
When it's time to turn the page
When you're only wet
Because of the rain
When you're only wet
Because of the rain | |
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| Blue October.
Posted: 9/3/2008 9:06:32 PM | Damn, Roxy And Ash....hhmmmm....my mind wanders, brb k?....lol
"What If We Could"
What if we could
Put our lives on
Hold and meet some
Where inside of the world
I would meet you
Would you meet me?
2, 3, 4...
On a park bench
On a skyscrape
On a mountain
Oh yeah, whatever it takes
I would meet you
Would you meet me?
I'm glad to say that we've met
But I'm sad to say that the circumstances weren't
On our side
So go on
Go on be your own
Go on be your own star
What if we could?
Where would we go?
If it felt right
Would you want me to know
I would meet you
Would you meet me
It's like a last chance
For a first dance
You're a sunrise
Can't somehow exist
I would meet you
Would you meet me
I'm glad to say that we've met
But I'm sad to say that the circumstances weren't
On our side
So go on
Go on be your own
Go on be your own star
A superstar in my eyes
In my eyes
Look in my eyes
Just look in my eyes
My eyes
My eyes!!!
What if we could
Put our lives on
Hold and meet some
Where inside of the world
I would meet you
Would you meet me?
On a park bench
On a skyscrape
On a mountain
Oh yeah, whatever it takes
I would meet you
Would you meet me?
God I would
God I would
I would meet you
Would you meet me
I would meet you
I would meet you
I would meet you | |
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| Lefty Frizzell ~ Also done by Willie Nelson
Posted: 9/3/2008 9:13:54 PM | hehe...crazyass...had to break out this old school bluegrass tune...lol
If you've got the money I've got the time....lol
If you've got the money honey I've got the time
we'll go honky tonkin' and we'll have a time
we'll have more fun baby on the way down the line
if you've got the money honey I've got the time
there ain't no need to teary' lets start out tonight
we'll have fun oh boy oh boy and we'll do it right
bring along your cadillac leave my ol' wreck behind
if you've got the money honey I've got the time
(instumental break)
We'll go honky tonkin' make every spot in town
We'll go to the park where it's dark and we won't fool around.
if you run short of money I'll run short of time
you got no more money honey I've no more time
If you've got the money honey I've got the time
we'll go honky tonkin' and we'll have a time
bring along your cadillac leave my ol' wreck behind
if you've got the money
honey I've got the tiiiiiiiiiimmmmmmimeee | |
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| Tori Amos
Posted: 9/3/2008 9:19:14 PM | (what I orignally came to post :D)
recently performed with Maynard from Tool...checkit:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jPUZnXbS75s
Muhammed My Friend
Muhammad my friend
It's time to tell the world
We both know it was a girl back in Bethlehem
And on that fateful day
When she was crucified
She wore Shiseido Red an dwe drank tea
By her side
Sweet sweet
Used to be so sweet to me
Muhammad my friend
I'm getting very scared
Teach me how to love my brothers
Who don't know the law
And what aobut the deal on the flying
Trapeze got a peanut butter hand
But honey do drop in at the
Dew Drop Inn
Sweet sweet
Between the boys and the bees
And Moses I know
I know you've seen fire
But you've never seen fire
Until you've seen Pele blow
And I've never seen light
But I sure have seen gold
And Gladys save the place for me
On your grapevine
Till I get my own TV Show
Ashre ashre ashre ashre
And if I lose my Cracker Jacks at the
Tidal wave I got a place
In the Pope's rubber robe
Muhammad my friend
It's time to tell the world
We both know it was a girl
Back in Bethlehem | |
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| some more blue....
Posted: 9/3/2008 9:21:55 PM |
If you've got the money I've got the time....lol
I have cheeses rootbeer and un yeah, think there be a couple grand 'round here......hahahahahahahahaha, O god you killed me wit dat one......
Ugly side.
I must have sneezed
On knees I freeze
I mean I just choked up
Somehow I slept
I dream, I mean
I dreamt of nothing
Able to breathe
A sweet relief
Now that you're here with me
A northern degree
Dove into me
Now I'm recovering
(Chorus)
I only want you to see
My favorite part of me
And not my ugly side
Not my ugly side
Hook up a C.B. Wave a way
For conversation flow
I'm shoved in your cave, to wage this rage
Don't let me go
A kick and a scream is all that seems
To mean a lot thus far
I won't let you on my stage, my page
You can't know
Yet you have to know
(Chorus)
So calm... and now it's dark
I look for you to light my heart
I'm in between the moon and where you are
I know... I can't be far
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| some more blue....
Posted: 9/4/2008 1:30:00 PM | Bob Seger...Against the wind
It seems like yesterday
But it was long ago
Janey was lovely she was the queen of my nights
There in the darkness with the radio playing low
And the secrets that we shared
The mountains that we moved
Caught like a wildfire out of control
'Til there was nothing left to burn and nothing left to prove
And I remember what she said to me
How she swore that it never would end
I remember how she held me oh so tight
Wish I didn't know now what I didn't know then
Against the wind
We were runnin' against the wind
We were young and strong, we were runnin'
Against the wind
The years rolled slowly past
And I found myself alone
Surrounded by strangers I thought were my friends
I found myself further and further from my home
And I guess I lost my way
There were oh so many roads
I was living to run and running to live
Never worryied about paying or even how much I owed
Moving eight miles a minute for months at a time
Breaking all of the rules that would bend
I began to find myself searching
Searching for shelter again and again
Against the wind
A little something against the wind
I found myself seeking shelter sgainst the wind
Well those drifter's days are past me now
I've got so much more to think about
Deadlines and commitments
What to leave in, what to leave out
Against the wind
I'm still runnin' against the wind
I'm older now but still runnin' against the wind
Well I'm older now and still runnin'
Against the wind
Against the wind
Against the wind
Still runnin'
I'm still runnin' against the wind
I'm still runnin'
I'm still runnin' against the wind
Still runnin'
Runnin' against the wind
Runnin' against the wind
See the young man run
Watch the young man run
Watch the young man runnin'
He'll be runnin' against the wind
Let the cowboys ride
Let the cowboys ride
They'll be ridin' against the wind
Against the wind ... | |
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| Games People Play Tesla
Posted: 9/4/2008 2:17:47 PM | All the games people play now, every night every day now
Never meaning what they say now, never saying what they mean
While they while away the hours in their ivory towers
Till they're covered up with flowers in the back of a black limousine
Oh we make one another cry, breakin' hearts when we say goodbye
Cross our hearts say we hope to die, 'cept the other was to blame
Neither one will ever give in, so we gaze at an 8x10,
Thinkin' 'bout things that might have been, oh it's a dirty rotten shame
[Chorus:]
Ladandaladandadada, ladandaladandadadee
Talkin' 'bout you and me, and the games people play
Ladandaladandadada, ladandaladandadadee
Talkin' 'bout you and me, and the games people play
People walkin' up to ya, singin' glory hallelujah
Sayin' what the hell's it to ya, if we do it in the name of the Lord
We're gonna teach ya how to meditate
[Preach our hearts from teacher's faith]
Put them on a hell of hate, come on, let's get on board
[Chorus]
[Solo]
Look around, tell me what you see, what's happening to you and me
God grant me my serenity, to remember who I am
'Cos you're givin' up your sanity, or your pride and your vanity
Turn your back on humanity, ow, when you don't give a dayum, not a dayum
Ladandaladandadada, ladandaladandadadee
Talkin' 'bout you and me, and the games people play
Ladandaladandadada, ladandaladandadadee
Talkin' 'bout everybody, talkin' 'bout you, 'bout you and me
(Ladandaladandadada) you and me, (ladandaladandadadee)
I'm talkin' bout the games, the games we all play
(Ladandaladandadada) ladanda, (ladandaladandadadee) ladandadadee
All the games, talkin' bout the games people play
(Ladandaladandadada, ladandaladandadadee)
(Ladandaladandadada, ladandaladandadadee)
(Ladandaladandadada, ladandaladandadadee) | |
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| Crosby Stills Nash and Young.........4&20
Posted: 9/5/2008 11:00:42 PM | by
David Crosby, Stephen Stills, Graham Nash, & Neil Young
4+20 years ago
I come into this life
The song of a woman
And a man who lived in strife
He was tired of being poor
And he wasn't into selling door to door
And he worked like the devil to be more
A different kind of poverty now upsets my soul
Night after sleepless night
I walk the floor and I want to know
Why am I so alone?
Where is my woman can I bring her home?
Have I driven her away?
Is she gone?
Morning comes to sunrise
And I'm driven to my bed
I see that it is empty
And there's devils in my head
I embrace the many colored beast
I grow weary of the torment
Can there be no peace?
And I find myself just wishing that my life would soon decease. | |
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| the beatles
Posted: 9/6/2008 4:38:51 AM | and in the end
the love you take
is equal
to the love
you make
ta daaaaaaaaa, ta da da da, ta daaaaa.
(lennon/mccartney) | |
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| A Pirate Looks at Forty - Jimmy Buffet
Posted: 9/6/2008 8:22:02 AM | Wow......this Pirate is now looking at 54. Hmmm.
By: jimmy buffett
1974
Mother, mother ocean, I have heard you call
Wanted to sail upon your waters since I was three feet tall
Youve seen it all, youve seen it all
Watched the men who rode you switch from sails to steam
And in your belly you hold the treasures few have ever seen
Most of em dream, most of em dream
Yes I am a pirate, two hundred years too late
The cannons dont thunder, theres nothin to plunder
Im an over-forty victim of fate
Arriving too late, arriving too late
Ive done a bit of smugglin, Ive run my share of grass
I made enough money to buy miami, but I pissed it away so fast
Never meant to last, never meant to last
And I have been drunk now for over two weeks
I passed out and I rallied and I sprung a few leaks
But I got stop wishin, got to go fishin
Down to rock bottom again
Just a few friends, just a few friends
(instrumental)
I go for younger women, lived with several awhile
Though I ran em away, theyd come back one day
Still could manage to smile
Just takes a while, just takes a while
Mother, mother ocean, after all the years Ive found
My occupational hazard being my occupations just not around
I feel like Ive drowned, gonna head uptown
Coda:
I feel like Ive drowned, gonna head uptown | |
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| Jewel..............Painters
Posted: 9/6/2008 8:47:21 AM | Eighty years, an old lady now, sitting on the front porch
Watching the clouds roll by
They remind her of her lover, how he loved her, and of times long ago,
When she used color carelessly, painted his portrait
A thousand times - or maybe just his smile -
And she and her canvas would follow him wherever he would go
'Cause they were painters and they were painting themselves
A lovely world
Oil streaked daisies covered the living room walls
He put water colored roses in her hair
He said, "Love, I love you, I want to give you the mountains, the sunshine,
the sunset too
I just want to give you a world as beautiful as you are to me
'Cause they were painters and they were painting themselves
A lovely world
So they sat down and made a drawing of their love, they made it an art to live by
They painted every passion, every home, created every beautiful child
in the winter they were weavers of warmth,
in the summer they were carpenters of love
They thought bluebirds were too sad so they made them yellow
'Cause they were painters, and had painted themselves
A lovely world
Until one day the rain fell as thick as black oil
And in her heart she knew something was wrong
She went running
through the orchard screaming,
'No God, don't take him from me!'
But by the time she got there, she feared he already had gone
She got to where he lay, water colored roses in his hands for her
She threw them down screaming, 'Damn you man, don't leave me
with nothing left behind but these cold paintings, these cold portraits
to remind me!'
He said, 'Love I leave, but only a little, try to understand
I put my soul in this life we've created with these four hands
Love, I leave, but only a little, this world holds me still
My body may die now, but these paintings are real'
So many seasons came and so many seasons went
and many times she saw her lover's face watering the flowers,
talking to the trees and singing to his children,
And when the wind blew, she knew he was listening,
and how he seemed to laugh along, and how he seemed to hold her
when she was crying
'Cause they were painters, and had painted themselves
A lovely world
Eighty years, an old lady now, sitting on the front porch
Watching the clouds roll by
They remind her of her lover, how he left her, and of times long ago,
When she used color carelessly, painted his portrait
A thousand times - or maybe just his smile -
And she and her canvas would follow him wherever they would go
Yes, she and her canvas still follow
Because they are painters and they are painting themselves
A lovely world | |
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| Panic! At The Disco - I Write Sins, Not Tragedies
Posted: 9/6/2008 11:42:10 AM | Oh, well imagine, as I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor,
and I can't help but to hear, no I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words:
"What a beautiful wedding! What a beautiful wedding!" says a bridesmaid to a waiter.
"And yes, but what a shame, what a shame, the poor groom's bride is a whore."
I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.
I'd chime in, "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of...
Well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved
Well this calls for a toast, so pour the champagne
Oh! Well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved
Well this calls for a toast, so pour the champagne, pour the champagne
I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.
I'd chime in, "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.
Again...
I'd chime in, "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.
I'd chime in, "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.
Again... | |
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| Stone Temple Pilots - Plush
Posted: 9/6/2008 11:47:38 AM | And I feel that time's a wasted go
So where ya goin' till tomorrow?
And I see that these are lies to come
So would you even care?
And I feel it
And I feel it
Where ya going for tomorrow?
Where ya goin' with the mask I found?
And I feel, and I feel
When the dogs begin to smell her
Will she smell alone?
And I feel, so much depends on the weather
So is it raining in your bedroom?
And I see, that these are the eyes of disarray
So would you even care?
And I feel it
And she feels it
Where ya going for tomorrow?
Where ya goin' with the mask I found?
And I feel, and I feel
When the dogs begin to smell her
Will she smell alone?
When the dogs do find her
Got time, time, to wait for tomorrow
To find it, to find it, to find it | |
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| Metallica
Posted: 9/6/2008 12:50:00 PM | Battery.
Lashing out the action, returning the reaction
Weak are ripped and torn away
Hypnotizing power, crushing all that cower
Battery is here to stay
Smashing through the boundaries
lunacy has found me
cannot stop the Battery
Pounding out aggression
turns into obsession
cannot kill the Battery
Cannot kill the family
Battery is found in me
Battery
Battery
Crushing all deceivers, smashing non-believers
never ending potency
Hungry violence seeker, feeding off the weaker
Breeding on insanity
Smashing through the boundaries
lunacy has found me
cannot stop the Battery
Pounding out aggression
turns into obsession
cannot kill the Battery
Cannot kill the family
Battery is found in me
Battery
Battery
Circle of Destruction, Hammer comes crushing
Powerhouse of energy
Whipping up a fury, Dominating flurry
We create the Battery
Smashing through the boundaries
lunacy has found me
cannot stop the Battery
Pounding out aggression
turns into obsession
cannot kill the Battery
Cannot kill the family
Battery is found in me
Battery
Battery
Battery
Battery
.. | |
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| Civil War.
Posted: 9/6/2008 3:36:14 PM | Gun's and Rose's.
"What we've got here is failure to communicate.
Some men you just can't reach...
So, you get what we had here last week,
which is the way he wants it!
Well, he gets it!
N' I don't like it any more than you men." *
Look at your young men fighting
Look at your women crying
Look at your young men dying
The way they've always done before
Look at the hate we're breeding
Look at the fear we're feeding
Look at the lives we're leading
The way we've always done before
My hands are tied
The billions shift from side to side
And the wars go on with brainwashed pride
For the love of God and our human rights
And all these things are swept aside
By bloody hands time can't deny
And are washed away by your genocide
And history hides the lies of our civil wars
D'you wear a black armband
When they shot the man
Who said "Peace could last forever"
And in my first memories
They shot Kennedy
I went numb when I learned to see
So I never fell for Vietnam
We got the wall of D.C. to remind us all
That you can't trust freedom
When it's not in your hands
When everybody's fightin'
For their promised land
And
I don't need your civil war
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
I don't need your civil war
Look at the shoes your filling
Look at the blood we're spilling
Look at the world we're killing
The way we've always done before
Look in the doubt we've wallowed
Look at the leaders we've followed
Look at the lies we've swallowed
And I don't want to hear no more
My hands are tied
For all I've seen has changed my mind
But still the wars go on as the years go by
With no love of God or human rights
'Cause all these dreams are swept aside
By bloody hands of the hypnotized
Who carry the cross of homicide
And history bears the scars of our civil wars
"We practice selective annihilation of mayors
And government officials
For example to create a vacuum
Then we fill that vacuum
As popular war advances
Peace is closer" **
I don't need your civil war
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
And I don't need your civil war
I don't need your civil war
I don't need your civil war
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
I don't need your civil war
I don't need one more war
I don't need one more war
Whaz so civil 'bout war anyway
...
Fox Rawks!!! | |
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| Civil War.
Posted: 9/6/2008 4:42:57 PM | Slipknot - Psychosocial
I did my time, and I want out
So effusive
Fade
It doesn't cut,
The soul is not so vibrant
The reckoning, the sickening
Packaging subversion
Pseudo-sacrosanct perversion
Go drill your deserts,
Go dig your graves
Then fill your mouth
With all the money you will save
Sinking in, getting smaller again
Im done, it has begun
I'm not the only one
And the rain will kill us all,
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see,
The preservation of the martyr in me
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Oh, there are cracks, in the road we laid
But where the temple fell,
The secrets have gone mad!
This is nothing new,
But when we kill it all,
The hate was all we had!
Who needs another mess?
We could start over!
Just look me in the eyes
And say I'm wrong
Now there's only emptiness...
Venomous, insipid!
I think we're done
I'm not the only one!
And the rain will kill us all,
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see,
The preservation of the martyr in me
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
THE LIMITS OF THE DEAD!
THE LIMITS OF THE DEAD!
THE LIMITS OF THE DEAD!
THE LIMITS OF THE DEAD!
Fake Anti-Fascist Lie,
(Psychosocial),
I tried to tell you,
(Psychosocial),
But your purple hearts are giving out,
(Psychosocial),
Can't stop the killing idea,
(Psychosocial),
If it's hunting season,
(Psychosocial),
Is this what you want?,
(Psychosocial),
I'm not the only one!
And the rain will kill us all,
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see,
The preservation of the martyr in me
And the rain will kill us all,
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see,
The preservation of the martyr in me.
THE LIMITS OF THE DEAD!
THE LIMITS OF THE DEAD!
THE LIMITS OF THE DEAD!
THE LIMITS OF THE DEAD! | |
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| Your Favorite Music Lyrics
Posted: 9/6/2008 6:59:04 PM | Born in the USA - The Boss
Born down in a dead man's town
The first kick I took was when I hit the ground
You end up like a dog that's been beat too much
'Til you spend half your life just covering up
[chorus:]
Born in the U.S.A.
Born in the U.S.A.
Born in the U.S.A.
Born in the U.S.A.
I got in a little hometown jam
And so they put a rifle in my hands
Sent me off to Vietnam
To go and kill the yellow man
[chorus]
Come back home to the refinery
Hiring man says "Son if it was up to me"
I go down to see the V.A. man
He said "Son don't you understand"
[chorus]
I had a buddy at Khe Sahn
Fighting off the Viet Cong
They're still there, he's all gone
He had a little girl in Saigon
I got a picture of him in her arms
Down in the shadow of the penitentiary
Out by the gas fires of the refinery
I'm ten years down the road
Nowhere to run, ain't got nowhere to go
I'm a long gone Daddy in the U.S.A.
Born in the U.S.A.
I'm a cool rocking Daddy in the U.S.A.
Born in the U.S.A. | |
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| Your Favorite Music Lyrics
Posted: 9/6/2008 7:09:41 PM | i love to sing this
sundrops – kristin hirsch
you can't get any more sunshine
i can't get over how it rains down
oh no no no
you can't get any more sunshine
you can't get any more broken down
oh no no no
is the car parked downtown
leave it while the sun beats down
we can walk and walk and walk
walk and walk and walk
you can't let any more skin show
you can't let anything in you eyes show
no no no
you can't get any more sunshine
barefoot while the heat rains down
oh no no no
is the car parked downtown
leave it while the sun beats down
we can walk and walk and walk
walk and walk and walk
there's nothing I forgot
I left that paper heart
where it belonged who it belonged to
i never knew I never never knew
paper burns and my heart melts
when I tear at you
sun drops down
sun drops down
sun drops down
down now now now now
down now now now now
down now now now now
sun drops down
sun drops down
sun drops down
down now now now now
down now now now now
down now now now now | |
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| Your Favorite Music Lyrics
Posted: 9/6/2008 7:36:07 PM | always liked this one
Bob James Storm Warning
his daughter sings it, and he plays
Storm warning, feels like a heavy rain
Winds on the coast tonight
We may get tossed tonight
Storm warning, he made it pretty plain
He's fallin' for another, found a new lover
And he won't be back again
Can't stop a river, when it's burst it's banks
I've seen the look in his eyes
He's in love and hypnotized
Time of mourning
There's already been a flood of my tears
Such a sense of loss tonight
Not to do but ride it out
Storm warning, storm warning
Can't stop a river when it's burst it's banks
I wonder how long it's gonna take
To get over this heartbreak
Storm warning, feels like a heavy rain
Winds on the coast tonight
We may get tossed tonight
Storm warning, storm warning
Storm warning, storm warning | |
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| Your Favorite Music Lyrics
Posted: 9/6/2008 8:37:15 PM | that last one was my introduction to anything besides metal, got it with a "get 8 for the price of one deal"
Train - Calling All Angels
I need a sign
To let me know you’re here
All of these lines are being crossed over the atmosphere
I need to know
If things are gonna look up
‘Cause I feel us drowning in a sea spilled from a cup
And there is no place safe and no safe place to put my head
When you can feel the world shake
From the words that I said
And I’m calling all angels
And I’m calling all you angels
And I won’t give up if you don’t give up
I won’t give up if you don’t give up
I won’t give up if you don’t give up
I won’t give up if you don’t give up
I need a sign
To let me know you’re here
‘Cause my TV set just keeps it all from being clear
I want a reason for the way things have to be
I need a hand to help build up some kind of hope inside of me
And I’m calling all angels
And I’m calling all you angels
When children have to play inside
So they don’t disappear
While private eyes solve marriage lives
‘Cause we don’t talk for years
And football teams are kissing queens
And loosing sight of having dreams
In a world alone
Want is only what we want until it’s ours
And I’m calling all angels
And I’m calling all you angels (And I won’t give up if you don’t give up)
And I’m calling all angels (I won’t give up if you don’t give up)
And I’m calling all you angels (I won’t give up if you don’t give up)
Callin all you angels (And I won’t give up if you don’t give up)
Callin all you angels (And I won’t give up if you don’t give up)
Callin all you angels (And I won’t give up if you don’t give up) | |
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| Falling Awake by Gary Jules
Posted: 9/6/2008 8:45:17 PM | Eagle in the dark
Feathers in the pages.
Monkeys in my heart
Are rattling their cages.
Found a way to blue
And another ghost to follow
Said "it's only up to you"
And that's the hardest pill to swallow.
You never get to choose
You live on what they sent you
And you know they're gonna use
The things you love against you
One foot in the grave
One foot in the shower
There's never time to save
You're paying by the hour
And that's just the way it goes
Falling awake
And that's just the way it goes
Slipping through the bars
Aware of the danger
Of riding in the cars
Taking candy from strangers
And it's never out of hand
Never out of pocket
I'm supersonic man
Do you wanna buy a rocket?
And that's just the way it goes
Falling awake, falling awake
Oh that's just the way it goes
Falling awake, falling awake
Eagle in the dark
Feathers in the pages
Monkeys in my heart
Are rattling their cages
I could learn to play the game
I could learn to run the hustle
If I only had the brains
The money or the muscle | |
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