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| Jethro Tull..............................................................................
Posted: 7/25/2009 7:00:12 AM | "Thick As A Brick"............
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Really don't mind if you sit this one out.
My words but a whisper -- your deafness a SHOUT.
I may make you feel but I can't make you think.
Your sperm's in the gutter -- your love's in the sink.
So you ride yourselves over the fields and
you make all your animal deals and
your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick.
And the sand-castle virtues are all swept away in
the tidal destruction
the moral melee.
The elastic retreat rings the close of play as the last wave uncovers
the newfangled way.
But your new shoes are worn at the heels and
your suntan does rapidly peel and
your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick.
And the love that I feel is so far away:
I'm a bad dream that I just had today -- and you
shake your head and
say it's a shame.
Spin me back down the years and the days of my youth.
Draw the lace and black curtains and shut out the whole truth.
Spin me down the long ages: let them sing the song.
See there! A son is born -- and we pronounce him fit to fight.
There are black-heads on his shoulders, and he pees himself in the night.
We'll
make a man of him
put him to trade
teach him
to play Monopoly not
to sing in the rain.
The Poet and the painter casting shadows on the water --
as the sun plays on the infantry returning from the sea.
The do-er and the thinker: no allowance for the other --
as the failing light illuminates the mercenary's creed.
The home fire burning: the kettle almost boiling --
but the master of the house is far away.
The horses standing -- their warm breath clouding
in the sharp and frosty morning of the day.
And the poet lifts his pen while the soldier sheaths his sword.
And the youngest of the family is moving with authority.
Building castles by the sea, he dares the tardy tide to wash them all aside.
The cattle quietly grazing at the grass down by the river
where the swelling mountain water moves onward to the sea:
the builder of the castles renews the age-old purpose
and contemplates the milking girl whose offer is his need.
The young men of the household have
all gone into service and
are not to be expected for a year.
The innocent young master -- thoughts moving ever faster --
has formed the plan to change the man he sees.
And the poet sheaths his pen while the soldier lifts his sword.
And the oldest of the family is moving with authority.
A-coming from across the sea, he challenges the son who puts him to the run.
What do you do when
the old man's gone -- do you want to be him? And
your real self sings the song.
Do you want to free him?
No one to help you get up steam --
and the whirlpool turns you `way off-beam.
LATER.
I've come down from the upper class to mend your rotten ways.
My father was a man-of-power whom everyone obeyed.
So come on all you criminals!
I've got to put you straight just like I did with my old man --
twenty years too late.
Your bread and water's going cold.
Your hair is too short and neat.
I'll judge you all and make damn sure that no-one judges me.
You curl your toes in fun as you smile at everyone.
You meet the stares; you're unaware that your doings aren't done.
And you laugh most ruthlessly as you tell us what not to be.
But how are we supposed to see where we should run?
I see you shuffle in the courtroom with
your rings upon your fingers and
your downy little sidies and
your silver-buckle shoes.
Playing at the hard case, you follow the example of the comic-paper idol
who lets you bend the rules.
So!
Come on ye childhood heroes!
Won't you rise up from the pages of your comic-books,
your super crooks
and show us all the way.
Well! Make your will and testament.
Won't you join your local government?
We'll have Superman for president
let Robin save the day.
You put your bet on number one and it comes up every time.
The other kids have all backed down and they put you first in line.
And so you finally ask yourself just how big you are --
and take your place in a wiser world of bigger motor cars.
And you wonder who to call on.
So! Where the hell was Biggles when you needed him last Saturday?
And where were all the sportsmen who always pulled you though?
They're all resting down in Cornwall --
writing up their memoirs for a paper-back edition
of the Boy Scout Manual.
LATER.
See there! A man born -- and we pronounce him fit for peace.
There's a load lifted from his shoulders with the discovery of his disease.
We'll
take the child from him
put it to the test
teach it
to be a wise man
how to fool the rest.
QUOTE
We will be geared to the average rather than the exceptional
God is an overwhelming responsibility
we walked through the maternity ward and saw 218 babies wearing nylons
cats are on the upgrade
upgrade? Hipgrave. Oh, Mac.
LATER
In the clear white circles of morning wonder,
I take my place with the lord of the hills.
And the blue-eyed soldiers stand slightly discoloured (in neat little rows)
sporting canvas frills.
With their jock-straps pinching, they slouch to attention,
while queueing for sarnies at the office canteen.
Saying -- how's your granny and
good old Ernie: he coughed up a tenner on a premium bond win.
The legends (worded in the ancient tribal hymn) lie cradled
in the seagull's call.
And all the promises they made are ground beneath the sadist's fall.
The poet and the wise man stand behind the gun,
and signal for the crack of dawn.
Light the sun.
Do you believe in the day? Do you?
Believe in the day! The Dawn Creation of the Kings has begun.
Soft Venus (lonely maiden) brings the ageless one.
Do you believe in the day?
The fading hero has returned to the night -- and fully pregnant with the day,
wise men endorse the poet's sight.
Do you believe in the day? Do you? Believe in the day!
Let me tell you the tales of your life of
your love and the cut of the knife
the tireless oppression
the wisdom instilled
the desire to kill or be killed.
Let me sing of the losers who lie in the street as the last bus goes by.
The pavements ar empty: the gutters run red -- while the fool
toasts his god in the sky.
So come all ye young men who are building castles!
Kindly state the time of the year and join your voices in a hellish chorus.
Mark the precise nature of your fear.
Let me help you pick up your dead as the sins of the father are fed
with
the blood of the fools and
the thoughts of the wise and
from the pan under your bed.
Let me make you a present of song as
the wise man breaks wind and is gone while
the fool with the hour-glass is cooking his goose and
the nursery rhyme winds along.
So! Come all ye young men who are building castles!
Kindly state the time of the year and join your voices in a hellish chorus.
Mark the precise nature of your fear.
See! The summer lightning casts its bolts upon you
and the hour of judgement draweth near.
Would you be
the fool stood in his suit of armour or
the wiser man who rushes clear.
So! Come on ye childhood heroes!
Won't your rise up from the pages of your comic-books
your super-crooks and
show us all the way.
Well! Make your will and testament.
Won't you? Join your local government.
We'll have Superman for president
let Robin save the day.
So! Where the hell was Biggles when you needed him last Saturday?
And where were all the sportsmen who always pulled you through?
They're all resting down in Cornwall -- writing up their memoirs
for a paper-back edition of the Boy Scout Manual.
OF COURSE
So you ride yourselves over the fields and
you make all your animal deals and
your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick. | |
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| Canned Heat.......................................................................
Posted: 7/26/2009 6:50:16 AM | Going Up The Country............
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I'm going up the country, babe don't you wanna go
I'm going up the country, babe don't you wanna go
I'm going to some place where I've never been before
I'm going, I'm going where the water tastes like wine
Well I'm going where the water tastes like wine
We can jump in the water, stay drunk all the time
I'm gonna leave this city, got to get away
I'm gonna leave this city, got to get away
All this fussing and fighting, man, you know I sure can't stay
Now baby, pack your leaving trunk, you know we've got to leave today
Just exactly where we're going I cannot say, but We might even leave
The USA 'Cause there's a brand new game that I want to play
No use of you running, or screaming and crying
'Cause you've got a home..................baby..................... as long as I've got mine | |
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| Jefferson Airplane.................................................................
Posted: 7/26/2009 8:09:34 AM | "Good Shepherd"...
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If you want to get to heaven
Over on the other shore
Stay out of the way of the blood-stained bandit
Oh good shepherd
Feed my sheep
One for Paul
One for Silas
One for to make my heart rejoice
Can't you hear my lambs acallin
Oh good shepherd
Feed my sheep
If you want to get to heaven
Over on the other shore
Stay out of the way of the long-tongue liar
Oh good shepherd
Feed my sheep
If you want to get to heaven
Over on the other shore
Stay out of the way of the gun shot devil
Oh good shepherd
Feed my sheep
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| Elton John (Bernie Taupin) - Grow Some Funk Of Your Own!
Posted: 7/26/2009 10:12:42 AM | For a LONG time This song was what I considered my "I'll be ok" song. It's by SUPERCHICK and called Stand in the Rain.
She never slows down
She doesn't know why but
she knows that when
She's all alone feels
Like it's all coming down
She won't turn around
The shadows are long
And she fears if she cries
That first tear
The tears will not stop
Raining down
So stand in the rain
Stand your ground
Stand up when it's all crashing down
You stand through the pain
You won't drown
And one day what's lost can be found
You stand in the rain
She won't make a sound
Alone in this fight with herself
And the fears whispering
If she stands, she'll fall down
She wants to be found but
The only way out is through
everything she's running from
Wants to give up and lie down
So stand in the rain
Stand your ground
Stand up when it's all crashing down
You stand through the pain
You won't drown
And one day what's lost can be found
You stand in the rain
So stand in the rain
Stand your ground
Stand up when it's all crashing down
Stand through the pain
You won't drown
And one day what's lost can be found
So stand in the rain
Stand your ground
Stand up when it's all crashing down
You stand through the pain
You won't drown
And one day what's lost can be found
You stand in the rain
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This is a Natasha Beddingford song called Unwritten... I absolutely love it. It's my "mantra?", maybe... yeah, I think thats the right word.... my "I AM ok!" song
I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined
I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
Oh, oh, oh
I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines
We've been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can't live that way
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
Oh, yeah, yeah
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| Heart..................................................................................
Posted: 7/27/2009 10:08:20 AM | "Crazy On You"............
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If we still have time
We might still get by
Every time I think about it I want to cry
With bombs and the devil
Little kids keep coming
No way to breathe easy...no time to be young
But I tell myself that I was doing alright
There's nothing left to do tonight but go crazy on you
crazy on you
let me go crazy crazy on you
My love is the evening breeze touching your skin
The gentle sweet singing of leaves in the wind
The whisper that calls after you in the night
And kisses your ear in the early light
And you don't need to wonder, you're doing fine
My love, the pleasure's mine
Let me go crazy on you
crazy on you
let me go crazy crazy on you
Wild man's world is crying in pain
what you gonna do when everybody's insane
So afraid of one who's so afraid of you
what you gonna do oh....ahhhhhhhhhh. oooooo
crazy on you, crazy on you, let me go crazy crazy on you
I was a willow last night in my dream
I bent down over a clear running stream
I sang you the song that I heard up above
And you kept me alive with your sweet, flowing love
crazy, yeah, crazy on you
let me go crazy crazy on you
crazy on you
crazy on you
let me go crazy crazy on you, yeah
crazy on you
crazy on you
let me go crazy crazy on you, oh | |
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| Bob Dylan..............................................................................
Posted: 7/27/2009 10:37:20 AM | "Just Like a Woman".....
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Nobody feels any pain
Tonight as I stand inside the rain
Ev'rybody knows
That Baby's got new clothes
But lately I see her ribbons and her bows
Have fallen from her curls.
She takes just like a woman, yes, she does
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does
And she aches just like a woman
But she breaks just like a little girl.
Queen Mary, she's my friend
Yes, I believe I'll go see her again
Nobody has to guess
that Baby can't be blessed
Till she finally sees that she's like all the rest
With her fog, her amphetamine and her pearls.
She takes just like a woman, yes
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does
And she aches just like a woman
But she breaks just like a little girl.
It was raining from the first
And I was dying of thirst
So I came in here
And your long-time curse hurts
But what's worse
Is this pain in here
I can't stay in here
Ain't it clear that?
I just can't fit
Yes, I believe it's time for us to quit
When we meet again
Introduced as friends
Please don't let on that you knew me when
I was hungry and it was your world.
Ah, you fake just like a woman, yes, you do
You make love just like a woman, yes, you do
Then you ache just like a woman
But you break just like a little girl. | |
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| david crosby
Posted: 7/27/2009 11:26:05 AM | Almost cut my hair
Happened just the other day
It's gettin' kind of long
I could've said it was in my way
But I didn't and I wonder why
I feel like letting my freak flag fly
And I feel like I owe it, yeah ... to someone, yeah
Well, must be because I had the flu this Christmas
Oh, yeah and I'm not feeling up to par
Oh, I tell you baby this increases my paranoia
Yeah, like looking in my mirror and seeing a police car
Well, well, I'm not, I'm not giving in an inch to fear
Well, you know I've promised myself this year
Well, I feel oh, like I owe it, I owe, I owe it to someone
Oh ... like I owe it to someone
Oh, yes when I get myself together
Yeah, you can find me in that sunny southern weather, yeah
I'm goin' to find a space inside a laugh, yes
Separate the wheat from some chaff
Oh, and I feel ...
Like I owe it, yeah ... to someone | |
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| Mudvayne ~ Do What You Do
Posted: 7/27/2009 11:38:43 AM | I'm so excited, will be seeing this band, with a host of other bands, live August 22nd. Woot!
Mudvayne : Do What You Do
Songwriters: Gray, Chad; Martinie, Ryan; Mcdonough, Matthew; Tribbett, Greg;
Lips bleed from the rings
All these little bruises, the little things
That promote the segregation, lead to separation
Cage and clip the wings
Little noises, the little screams
That start the operation, conscience amputation
Just do what you do what you do what you did to me
Now Im stuck in between a rock and nowhere
With nothing, with no one
Just do what you do what you do what you done to me
Draw the chalk line around the scene its over
Now its all over
Broken heart that's lost its beat
A little boy that softly weeps
Overwhelmed with emotion
Fuse burns to explosion
Lost the forest through the trees
Little whispers, the little dreams
That spark the recollection
Constant suffocation
Just do what you do what you do what you did to me
Now Im stuck in between a rock and nowhere
With nothing, with no one
Just do what you do what you do what you done to me
Draw the chalk line around the scene its over
Now its all over
I can feel my life is changing (changing)
I can feel my heart is jaded (jaded)
Left the sticks, left the stones
Words dont hurt, mend the bones
I can feel my life is changing
Just do what you do what you do what you did to me
Now Im stuck between a rock and nowhere
With nothing, with no one
Just do what you do what you do what you done to me
Draw the chalk line around the scene its over
Now its all over
We'll erase the past and leave the pain
Cleanse the wounds and forget the name
Lost the will, ran far away
So its all over
Spread the ash and fill the grave
Lost the time I make my way
Do what you do and go away
Now its all over | |
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| Christine Lorentzen ~ Creeping in My Soul
Posted: 7/27/2009 7:14:32 PM | I see your face before my eyes
I’m falling into darkness
Why must I fight to stay alive?
Heroes falling
Wake me can’t you hear me calling
Out of darkness they come crawling
Here I am, I am lost in your land
And I hope you will be creeping in my soul
Shadows fall, let me out, hear my call
And I always believe creeping in my soul
Creeps from the deep’s gonna be freaking up your mind
Creeps from the deep’s gonna be feeding off the spine
I fade away into the night
My eyes are closing in
Shadows fleeing from the light
My nightmares can begin
Wake me can’t you hear me calling
Out of darkness they come crawling
Here I am, I am lost in your land
And I hope you will be creeping in my soul
Shadows fall, let me out, hear my call
And I always believe creeping in my soul
Creeping in my soul – it’s getting out of control
I got to find my escape and get out of this black hole
Justice in the world is hard to find
Time has come Got to make up my mind
No matter how deep or remote you hide
All my thoughts seems caught up inside
Creeps from the deep’s gonna be freaking up your mind
Creeps from the deep’s gonna be feeding off the spine
Here I am, I am lost in your land
And I hope you will be creeping in my soul
Shadows fall, let me out, hear my call
And I always believe creeping in my soul | |
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| The Doors.......................................................................
Posted: 7/27/2009 10:34:59 PM | "Love Street"
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She lives on Love Street,
Lingers long on Love Street.
She has a house and garden,
I would like to see what happens.
She has robes and she has monkeys,
Lazy diamond-studded flunkies,
She has wisdom and knows what to do,
She has me and she has you.
She has wisdom and knows what to do,
She has me and she has you.
I see you live on Love Street;
There's the store where the creatures meet.
I wonder what they do in there,
Summer Sunday and a year.
I guess I like it fine so far…
She lives on Love Street,
Lingers long on Love Street.
She has a house and garden,
I would like to see what happens.
La, la, la, la, la, la, la.
La, la, la, la, la, la, la.
La, la, la, la, la, la, la.
La, la, la, la, la, la, la.
La, la, la, la, la, la, la. | |
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| Peter Gabreil/ don't give up
Posted: 7/27/2009 11:46:25 PM | | I will writw out the song when you listeb to it. On mty sight. Reak meaning is aparent so you know why I'm here. Tomorrow will write lyrics to it but first hear it!!!!!!!! | |
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| Re: Your Favorite Music Lyrics
Posted: 7/28/2009 4:12:08 AM | Guns n Roses
Ain't It Fun
Ain't it fun when you're always on the run
Ain't it fun when your friends despise what you become
Ain't it fun when you get so high
Well... that you, you just can't come
Ain't it fun when you know that you gonna die young
It's such fun
Good fun
Such fun
Such fun
Aah such fun
Such fun
Such fun aah
Yeah fun,
Just fun
Such...
Ain't it fun when you taking care of number one
Ain't it fun when you feel like you just gotta get a gun
Ain't it fun when you just can't seem to find your tongue
Cause you stuck it too deep into something that really stung
It's such fun, ah
Well, so good to me, they spit right in my face
I didn't even feel it
It was such a disgrace
I punched my fist right through the glass
I didn't even feel it
It happened so fast
Such fun
Such fun
Such fun
Ah such fun
Such fun
Such fun
Ah such fun
Ain't it fun when you tell her she's just a****br>Ain't it fun when you she splits you and leaves you on the bum
Well, ain't it fun when you've broken up every band that you've ever begun
Ain't it fun when you know that you're gonna die young
It's such fun
Such fun [x 13] | |
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| R.E.M................................................................................
Posted: 7/28/2009 7:15:49 AM | "The One I Love"...
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This one goes out to the one I love
This one goes out to the one I've left behind
A simple prop to occupy my time
This one goes out to the one I love
Fire!!!
Fire!!!
This one goes out to the one I love
This one goes out to the one I've left behind
A simple prop to occupy my time
This one goes out to the one I love
Fire!!!
Fire!!!
This one goes out to the one I love
This one goes out to the one I've left behind
Another prop has occupied my time
This one goes out to the one I love
Fire!!!
Fire!!!
Fire!!!
Fire!!! | |
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| HIVES........................................................................................
Posted: 7/28/2009 3:27:54 PM | "Bearded Lady"
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For fifteen years I've been working at the Circus
But nothing has been the same since the Bearded Lady showed up
She stood right there and then made it clear that it was me she wanted
What else could I do but stay away and hide?
Another night in the elephant booth, another night in the midget-van
Another sleepless night caused by something sticky coming up my face
There she was smiling at me
The Bearded Lady is chasing me
The Bearded Lady is chasing me
The Bearded Lady is chasing me
The Bearded Lady is chasing me
I ran away as fast as I could
Gotta get me another place to hide
I know that I should, and I keep running til the break of dawn
And I gotta keep running cause I know the hunt is on
The Bearded Lady is chasing me
The Bearded Lady is chasing me
The Bearded Lady is chasing me
The Bearded Lady is chasing me
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| Seether ~ Waste
Posted: 7/28/2009 5:34:21 PM | Go Unnoticed
Let The Freedom Wash Away
Losing Focus
The Pretense Is Second Nature
It's A Broken Life That I Cling To
Trying To Make Right
I Feel Dismay Just Like You Do
I Feel Decayed
So Find Me A Way To Leave This Wasted Life
Behind Me (this Wasted Life)
Find Me A Way To Leave This Wasted Life
Behind Me After All
Yes I See You
Surrounded By The Hopeless
When They Need You
You're Much Too Good And Bloated
By The Hopeless Life That You Cling To
Try To Make Right
I Feel Disdain Just Like You Do
I Feel Decayed
So Find Me A Way To Leave This Wasted Life
Behind Me (this Wasted Life)
Find Me A Way To Leave This Wasted Life
Behind Me After All
Go Away
Go Away
And Just Leave Me Here
Just Leave Me Here
Just Leave Me Here
So Find Me A Way To Leave This Wasted Life
Behind Me (this Wasted Life)
Find Me A Way To Leave This Wasted Life
Behind Me After All
This Wasted Life [x4] | |
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| Peter Gabriel ~ Solsbury Hill
Posted: 7/28/2009 5:41:52 PM | Climbing up on solsbury hill
I could see the city light
Wind was blowing, time stood still
Eagle flew out of the night
He was something to observe
Came in close, I heard a voice
Standing stretching every nerve
I had to listen had no choice
I did not believe the information
Just had to trust imagination
My heart was going boom boom, boom
Son, he said, grab your things, Ive come to take you home.
To keeping silence I resigned
My friends would think I was a nut
Turning water into wine
Open doors would soon be shut
So I went from day to day
Tho my life was in a rut
till I thought of what Id say
Which connection I should cut
I was feeling part of the scenery
I walked right out of the machinery
My heart was going boom boom boom
Hey, he said, grab your things, Ive come to take you home.
Yeah back home
When illusion spin her net
Im never where I want to be
And liberty she pirouette
When I think that I am free
Watched by empty silhouettes
Who close their eyes, but still can see
No one taught them etiquette
I will show another me
Today I dont need a replacement
Ill tell them what the smile on my face meant
My heart was going boom boom boom
Hey, I said, you can keep my things, theyve come to take me home. | |
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| Dark - Powerful - Metal
Posted: 7/28/2009 8:07:29 PM | Life it seems, will fade away
Drifting further every day
Getting lost within myself
Nothing matters no one else
I have lost the will to live
Simply nothing more to give
There is nothing more for me
Need the end to set me free
Things are not what they used to be
Missing one inside of me
Deathly lost, this cant be real
Cannot stand this hell I feel
Emptiness is filling me
To the point of agony
Growing darkness taking dawn
I was me, but now hes gone
No one but me can save myself, but its too late
Now I cant think, think why I should even try
Yesterday seems as though it never existed
Death greets me warm, now I will just say good-bye | |
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| Bush....................................................................................
Posted: 7/28/2009 8:14:13 PM | "Little Things"..........
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A bleach of sky
Every night
Loaded on wrong
And further from right
Spinning around
Two howling moons
'Cos there always there
Whatever I do
The river is loaded
I've been there today
Took it some questions
She does me again
I'd die in your arms
If you were dead too
Here comes a lie
We will always be true
Chorus:
Going up
When coming down
Scratch away
It's the little things that kill
Tearing at my brains again
The little things that kill
The little things that kill
Bigger you give
Bigger you get
We're boss at denial
But best at forget
Cupboard is empty
We really need food
Summer is winter
And you always knew
Repeat Chorus
I touch your mouth
My willy is food..........................................
Addicted to love
I'm addicted to fools (shit)
I kill you once
I kill you again
We're starving and crude
Welcome my friends to
Repeat Chorus
Here come the new things
Here come the new.. | |
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| Moody Blues........................................................................
Posted: 7/28/2009 8:47:32 PM | A little late.................................................................
Tuesday Afternoon............
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Tuesday, afternoon,
I'm just beginning to see,
Now I'm on my way,
It doesn't matter to me,
Chasing the clouds away.
Something, calls to me,
The trees are drawing me near,
I've got to find out why
Those gentle voices I hear
Explain it all with a sigh.
I'm looking at myself, reflections of my mind,
It's just the kind of day to leave myself behind,
So gently swaying thru the fairy-land of love,
If you'll just come with me and see the beauty of
Tuesday afternoon.
Tuesday afternoon.
Tuesday, afternoon,
I'm just beginning to see,
Now I'm on my way,
It doesn't matter to me,
Chasing the clouds away.
Something, calls to me,
The trees are drawing me near,
I've got to find out why
Those gentle voices I hear
Explain it all with a sigh. | |
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| Kermit the Frog~~~~~~Rainbow Connection
Posted: 7/28/2009 8:52:54 PM | Why are there so many
Songs about rainbows
And what's on the other side
Rainbow's are visions
They're only illusions
And rainbows have nothing to hide
So we've been told and some chose to
Believe it
But I know they're wrong wait and see
Someday we'll find it
The Rainbow Connection
The lovers, the dreamers and me
Who said that every wish
Would be heard and answered
When wished on the morning star
Somebody thought of that
And someone believed it
And look what it's done so far
What's so amazing
That keeps us star gazing
What so we think we might see
Someday we'll find it
That Rainbow Connection
The lovers the dreamers and me
Have you been half asleep
And have you heard voices
I've heard them calling my name
Are these the sweet sounds that called
The young sailors
I think they're one and the same
I've heard it too many times to ignore it
There's something that I'm supposed to be
Someday we'll find it
The Rainbow Connection
The lovers, the dreamers and me | |
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| Elton John.......................................................................................
Posted: 7/29/2009 8:19:15 AM | "Funeral For A Friend"
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The roses in the window box
Have tilted to one side,
Everything about this house
Was born to grow and die.
It doesn't seem a year ago
To this very day
You said I'm sorry honey,
If I don't change the pace,
I can't face another day.
And love lies bleeding in my hand,
It kills me to think of you with another man.
I was playing rock-n-roll and you were just a fan,
But my guitar couldn't hold you
So I split the band.
Love lies bleeding in my hands.
I wonder if those changes
Have left a scar on you,
Like all the burning hoops of fire
That you and I passed through.
You're a bluebird on a telegraph line
I hope you're happy now,
Well if the wind of change comes down your way girl
You'll make it back somehow. | |
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| Your Favorite Music Lyrics
Posted: 7/29/2009 8:32:40 AM | I haven't been myself of late
I haven't slept for several days
But coming home I feel like I
Designed these buildings I walk by
still can't figure this band out...well.. they have an uncanny knack of writing/ singing and playing something so familiar and uncanny yet..so..well...original and fresh..truly incredible artists...
You know you drive me up the wall
I need to see your face that's all
You little sod, I love your eyes
Be everything to me tonight
Be everything to me tonight
I never know what I want but I know when I'm low that I
I need to be in the town where they know what I'm like and don't mind
(repeat)
The streets are full of Goths and Greeks
I haven't seen my mum for weeks
But coming home I feel like I
Designed these buildings I walk by
You know you drive me up the wall
I need to see your face is all
You little sod, I love your eyes
Do everything to me tonight
Be everything to me tonight | |
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| Your Favorite Music Lyrics
Posted: 7/29/2009 8:34:02 AM | I haven't been myself of late
I haven't slept for several days
But coming home I feel like I
Designed these buildings I walk by
still can't figure this band out...well.. they have an uncanny knack of writing/ singing and playing something so familiar and uncanny yet..so..well...original and fresh..truly incredible artists...
You know you drive me up the wall
I need to see your face that's all
You little sod, I love your eyes
Be everything to me tonight
Be everything to me tonight
I never know what I want but I know when I'm low that I
I need to be in the town where they know what I'm like and don't mind
(repeat)
The streets are full of Goths and Greeks
I haven't seen my mum for weeks
But coming home I feel like I
Designed these buildings I walk by
You know you drive me up the wall
I need to see your face is all
You little sod, I love your eyes
Do everything to me tonight
Be everything to me tonight | |
|
| Your Favorite Music Lyrics
Posted: 7/29/2009 8:35:57 AM | I haven't been myself of late
I haven't slept for several days
But coming home I feel like I
Designed these buildings I walk by
still can't figure this band out...well.. they have an uncanny knack of writing/ singing and playing something so familiar and uncanny yet..so..well...original and fresh..truly incredible artists...
You know you drive me up the wall
I need to see your face that's all
You little sod, I love your eyes
Be everything to me tonight
Be everything to me tonight
I never know what I want but I know when I'm low that I
I need to be in the town where they know what I'm like and don't mind
(repeat)
The streets are full of Goths and Greeks
I haven't seen my mum for weeks
But coming home I feel like I
Designed these buildings I walk by
You know you drive me up the wall
I need to see your face is all
You little sod, I love your eyes
Do everything to me tonight
Be everything to me tonight | |
|
| Your Favorite Music Lyrics
Posted: 7/29/2009 8:36:57 AM | still can't figure this band out...well.. they have an uncanny knack of writing/ singing and playing something so familiar and uncanny yet..so..well...original and fresh..truly incredible artists...
I haven't been myself of late
I haven't slept for several days
But coming home I feel like I
Designed these buildings I walk by
You know you drive me up the wall
I need to see your face that's all
You little sod, I love your eyes
Be everything to me tonight
Be everything to me tonight
I never know what I want but I know when I'm low that I
I need to be in the town where they know what I'm like and don't mind
(repeat)
The streets are full of Goths and Greeks
I haven't seen my mum for weeks
But coming home I feel like I
Designed these buildings I walk by
You know you drive me up the wall
I need to see your face is all
You little sod, I love your eyes
Do everything to me tonight
Be everything to me tonight | |
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