ollie Posted January 10, 2005 Report Share Posted January 10, 2005 itWhen it's cold, it comes slowWhen it's warm, just watch it growAll around meit is here, it is nowJust a little bit of it can bring you up or downLike the supper, it is cooking in your home townit is chicken, it is eggs, it is in between your legsit is walking on the moon, leaving your cocoonit is the jigsaw, it is purple hazeit never stays in one place, but it's not a passing fazeit is in the single's bar, in a distance of the faceit is in between the cages, it is always in a spaceit is here, it is nowAny rock can be made to roll If you've enough of it to pay the tollit has no home in words or goldNot even in your favourite holeit is hope for the dopeThat rides a horse without a hoofit is shaken not stirred,Cocktails on the roofWhen you eat right thru' it, you see everything aliveit is inside the spirit, with enough grit to surviveIf you think it's pretentious, you've been taken for a rideLook across the mirror sonny, before you choose decideit is here, it is nowit is Real. it is Rael'Cos it's only knock and know-all, but I like itYes it's only knock and know-all, but I like it Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Esau Posted January 14, 2005 Report Share Posted January 14, 2005 Life is sad Life is a bust All ya can do is do what you must. You do what you must do and ya do it well Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
PalacePrincess Posted January 18, 2005 Report Share Posted January 18, 2005 Go, man, go! So funky, ohh! Ohhh! Ohh! Ohhh! Deaner, don't hurt 'em, man!!! Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MamaPink Posted January 19, 2005 Report Share Posted January 19, 2005 This song is dedicated to Delhead."I love technologyBut not as much as you, you seeBut I still love technologyAlways and Forever" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
meggo Posted January 19, 2005 Report Share Posted January 19, 2005 you say "neato!" take your libido and go to the church in your new tuxedo Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Del Posted January 19, 2005 Report Share Posted January 19, 2005 I wish that you would move to the sun 'Cause you're like diggin' holes in thin air And we know that can't be done I wish that you would cheat with someone 'Cause you're like diggin' holes in water And we know that can't be done Bravery and stupidity go hand in hand I guess that makes me the bravest man I was quick to learn but slow to understand Well, what can you do My theories are borrowed from somewhere else And I never had too many to talk about But you were real quick, you were quick to point out Well, that was borrowed too I wish that you would move to the sun 'Cause you're like diggin' holes in thin air And we know that can't be done I wish that you would cheat with someone 'Cause you're like diggin' holes in water And we know that can't be done Bravery and stupidity go hand in hand And I guess that makes me the bravest man I was quick to learn but slow to understand Well, what can you do Rhetoric and smalltalk are marching on And I probably am the biggest pawn 'Cause I was quick to talk and the first to carry on Well, what can you do You need a permit if you're gonna build sh!t And you can't get one so nothing gets built And your house is standing on a foot and a half of silt I wish that you would move to the sun 'Cause you're like diggin' holes in thin air And we know that can't be done I wish that you would cheat with someone 'Cause you're like diggin' holes in water And we know that can't be done Rhetoric and smalltalk are marching on And I probably am the biggest pawn 'Cause I was quick to talk and the first to carry on Well, what can you do Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
guigsy Posted January 20, 2005 Author Report Share Posted January 20, 2005 I have not come these many miles to fool you in these sacred isles The war is in the mind The war is in the mind I give to you a piece of mine I give to you a peace of mind Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
paisley Posted January 20, 2005 Report Share Posted January 20, 2005 everytown needs moremore more moreall the timelike a sunday church whore(Douglas, 2005) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Del Posted January 21, 2005 Report Share Posted January 21, 2005 Things I don't remember How the hell'd we get here? How the hell did we get here? Things I don't remember Dressed up alligators. How'd the hell we get here? Things I don't remember There was dressed up alligator. There was come on the piano Disco dancing neighbors Who were born in mashed potatoes Caught with our pants down Hiding in the doghouse Figured out what we're good for You're the sailor and I'm the port Things I don't remember We undressed for the tailor. Your skin was lightly salted Opened up a can of loud mouth malted High fives in your eyes Pushed the gas and now I'm kissin' your thighs Looking for a purpose How the hell'd we get here? There were things I don't remember There was messed up alligator There were endless conversations No one's mouths were really moving All them dumpsters overflowing All my intentions. Things I don't remember I figured out what I'm good for Making anything look better How the hell could I blame her? Even then I was a savior There were jokes Every hand was tipped in subliminal sand Things I don't remember There was undressed for the tailor There are jokes There were disco dancing neighbors They were born in mashed potatoes There was no town, Motown There were things I don't remember Dressed up alligator How the hell'd we get here? How the hell'd we get here? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gr8FuL Posted January 21, 2005 Report Share Posted January 21, 2005 here's some of my most favorite lyrics of all time,some very old dead,actually they were the Warlocks at this point: I'm flying down deserted streets Wrapped in mother's winding sheets Asbestos boots on flaming feet Dreaming of forbidden treats When uniforms on nighttime beats Ask me where I'm going and what I eat I answer them with a voice so sweet Chorus I can't come down, it's plain to see I can't come down, I've been set free Who you are and what you do don't make no difference to me Well someone trying to tell me where it's at And how I do this and why I do that With secret smiles like a Cheshire cat And leather wings like a vampire bat I fly away to my cold water flat And eat my way through a bowl of fat And I say to the man with the funny hat [chorus] They say I've begun to lose my grip My hold on reality is starting to slip They tell me to get off this trip They say that it's like a sinking ship Life's sweet wine's too warm to sip And if I drink I'll surely flip I just say as I take a nip [chorus] So as I dream of forgotten seas And granite halls and redwood trees And of the eye that only sees Endless mirrors and infinite me's About the winter's coming freeze This afterthought I say with ease To all of you who made your pleas Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gr8FuL Posted January 21, 2005 Report Share Posted January 21, 2005 heres another good one for the times its from Mother McCree's Uptown Jug Champions Oh cocaine habit mighty bad It's the worst old habit I ever had Hey, hey, honey take a whiff on me I went to Mr Beaman's in a lope Saw a sign on the window said no more dope Hey, hey, honey take a whiff on me Since cocaine went out of style You can catch them shooting needles all the while Hey, hey, honey take a whiff on me If you don't think coke is mighty good Ask Alma Rose at Minglewood (note 1) Hey, hey, honey take a whiff on me I love my whiskey, I love my gin But the way I love my coke is a doggone sin Hey, hey, honey take a whiff on me I strut my stuff long as you please (note 2) But it takes a little coke to give me ease Hey, hey, honey take a whiff on me Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bradm Posted January 21, 2005 Report Share Posted January 21, 2005 I'm writing a song all about youA true song, as real as my tearsBut you've no need to fear itNo-one will hear itSad songs and waltzes aren't selling this yearI'll tell all about how you cheatedI'd like for the whole world to hearI'd like to get evenWith you, 'cause you're leavin'But sad songs and waltzes aren't selling this yearIt's a good thing that I'm not a starYou don't know how lucky you areThough my record may say itNo-one will play itSad songs and waltzes aren't selling this yearAloha,Brad Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Del Posted January 21, 2005 Report Share Posted January 21, 2005 Gr8Ful, the line: I love my whiskey, I love my gin But the way I love my coke is a doggone sin used to be my sugnature... I LOVE that song, a real gem off the McCree's album... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Del Posted January 22, 2005 Report Share Posted January 22, 2005 Eating snow flakes with plastic forks And a paper plate of course, you think of everything Short love with a long divorce And a couple of kids of course They don't mean anything Live in trailers with no class goddamn I hope I can pass high school means nothing Taking heartache with hard work Goddamn I am such a jerk, I can't do anything And I shout that you're all fakes And you should have seen the look on your face And I guess that's what it takes When comparing your bellyaches And it's been a long time Which agrees with this watch of mine And I know that I miss you, and I'm sorry if I dissed you Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Im going home Donny Posted January 25, 2005 Report Share Posted January 25, 2005 LITTLE BIRD, LITTLE BIRD - Rheostatics 2067, lyrics by DaveWhere did you fly, little bird, little bird? How long till I might see A view of the world, little world, The marching of industry? Those smokestack stains Red and purple planes Blood on a flag unfurled.A screaming sound when we hit the groundTo walk with me, walking through the wicked world.How hard the sun, little bird, little bird? How deep the winter freeze?How strong am I, missing words, missing wordsTo tell you how scared I feel?Of an arstists fake Or a sadists rake Scars on a teenage girlA slow parade for the price we paid To walk with me, walking through the wicked world.Through the fire and the flood, I'll staunch the bloodPut your face to my face, take her place, its allright We are drunk on our death, bed of arms, bed of iceI never learned how to dance Is this Poland or FRance?How hard the sun, little bird, little bird? How deep the blood and bone?How strong am I, missing words, missing words To tell you how scared I feel?Of a rusted saw And an iron jaw Screams of a dead mans dreamBut my country and my family know To walk with me, walking through the wicked world. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
StoneMtn Posted January 26, 2005 Report Share Posted January 26, 2005 Da da da. (repeat x3) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gr8FuL Posted January 26, 2005 Report Share Posted January 26, 2005 When I woke up this morning, things were lookin' bad Seem like total silence was the only friend I had Bowl of oatmeal tried to stare me down... and won And it was twelve o'clock before I realized That I was havin' .. no fun Chorus: But fortunately I have the key to escape reality And you may see me tonight with an illegal smile It don't cost very much, but it lasts a long while Won't you please tell the man I didn't kill anyone No I'm just tryin' to have me some fun Last time I checked my bankroll, It was gettin' thin Sometimes it seems like the bottom Is the only place I've been I Chased a rainbow down a one-way street... dead end And all my friends turned out to be insurance salesmen Repeat Chorus: Well, I sat down in my closet with all my overalls Tryin' to get away From all the ears inside my walls I dreamed the police heard Everything I thought... what then? Well I went to court And the judge's name was Hoffman Ah but fortunately I have the key to escape reality And you may see me tonight with an illegal smile It don't cost very much, but it lasts a long while Won't you please tell the man I didn't kill anyone No I'm just tryin' to have me some fun Well done, hot dog bun, my sister's a nun Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Esau Posted January 26, 2005 Report Share Posted January 26, 2005 I’ve been confiding my confessions To the grackles and the coffee and the cottons in my crimes I been turning my directions To the image of the graceful like the smoke on the vine Can’t you hear me when I tell you Although my heart is grievous I make rhymes Are you ailing or are you crying Out to Jesus for to make a bed to lie. Name your sons after bombs yer daughters after bugs Elijah make a bed for to lay them down upon For they may not know the How or the why to make it home To-night Tonight I been imbibing my prescriptions Like the lover of the coward and the peacock and the crow I been singing with discretion To the black snakes and the baby and the only woman I know Can’t you hear me when I tell you Although my heart is grievous I make rhymes Are you ailing or are you crying Out to Jesus for to make a bed to lie. I’ve been swearing my successions That to labor is the honest and to failure it may lead I been dressing my depression Like in all good men there’s weakness and a language and a need Can’t you hear me when I tell you Although my heart is grievous I make rhymes Are you ailing or are you crying Out to Jesus for to make a bed to lie. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
elemeno Posted January 26, 2005 Report Share Posted January 26, 2005 End of the line By g. allman, w. haynes, a. woody, and j. jaworowicz © 1992 sony music entertainment, inc. And now the gravity of trouble was more than i could bear, At times my luck was so bad, i had to fold my hands, Almost lost my soul, rarely i could find my head, Wake up early in the morning, feeling nearly dead. I was never afraid of danger, took trouble on the chin, Mountains i have climbed, that have killed a thousand men, Spent most of my lifetime downtown, sleepin' behind the wheel, Never needed anybody, i was king of the hill. [chorus:] Oh, when i think about the old days, Lord, it sends chills up and down my spine, Yeah life ain't what it seems, on the boulevard of broken dreams, Guess i opened my eyes in the nick of time, 'cause it sure felt like the end of the line. No matter how hard i run, i just can't get away I try to do my best, but the devil gets in my way Spent most of my lifetime downtown, sleepin' behind the wheel 'till it all came down to kill or be killed Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
StoneMtn Posted January 26, 2005 Report Share Posted January 26, 2005 You call yourself the moral majority We call ourselves the people in the real world Trying to rub us out, but we’re going to survive God must be dead if you’re alive You say, ’god loves you. come and buy the good news’ Then you buy the president and swimming pools If jesus don’t save ’til we’re lining your pockets God must be dead if you’re alive ... You don’t want abortions, you want battered children You want to ban the pill as if that solves the problem Now you wanna force us to pray in school God must be dead if you’re such a fool ... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Stapes Posted January 26, 2005 Report Share Posted January 26, 2005 There's a girl with a crown and a scepter Who's on WLSD And she says that the scene isn't what it's been And she's thinking of going home That it's old and it's totally over now And it's old and it's over, it's over now And it's over, it's over, it's over now I can see myself At the end of the tour When the road disappears If there's any more people around When the tour runs aground And if you're still around Then we'll meet at the end of the tour The engagements are booked through the end of the world So we'll meet at the end of the tour Never to part since the day we met Out on Interstate 91 I was bent metal you were a flaming wreck When we kissed at the overpass I was sailing along with the people Driving themselves to distraction inside me Then came a knock on the door which was odd And the picture abruptly changed At the end of the tour When the road disappears If there's any more people around When the tour runs aground And if you're still around Then we'll meet at the end of the tour The engagements are booked through the end of the world So we'll meet at the end of the tour This was the vehicle these were the people You opened the door and expelled all the people This was the vehicle these were the people You opened the door and expelled all the people This was the vehicle these were the people You let them go At the end of the tour When the road disappears If there's any more people around When the tour runs aground And if you're still around Then we'll meet at the end of the tour The engagements are booked through the end of the world So we'll meet at the end of the tour And we're never gonna tour again No, we're never gonna tour again Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gr8FuL Posted January 27, 2005 Report Share Posted January 27, 2005 The white man call himself civilized, Cause he know how to take over, The white man come to pillage my village, Now he tell me I have to bend over. Oh yeah, kill all the white man. No I don't like the white man up in me, He rape my people as he rape my country, Everything I love and cherish, he try to take away, We will be rid of him, soon come the day. Oh yeah, kill all the white man, Oh yeah, kill all the white man, Oh yeah, kill all the white man, Oh yeah, kill all the white man. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Booche Posted January 29, 2005 Report Share Posted January 29, 2005 True Love Waits - Radiohead (The delivery of this song is perfection)I'll drown my beliefsTo have you be in peaceI'll dress like your nieceAnd wash your swollen feetJust don't leaveDon't leaveI'm not livingI'm just killing timeYour tiny handsYour crazy kitten smileJust, don't leaveDon't leaveAnd true love waitsIn haunted atticsAnd true love livesOn lollipops and crisps Just, don't leaveDon't leave(This could easily go in that other thread about stuff) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Esau Posted January 29, 2005 Report Share Posted January 29, 2005 . . Last night I slept with my boots on again, one cut on my forehead and one my chin, on the hard old floor with nothin to cover up with. You got me real good, girl, and I must admit, you pack purty mean punch for such a pretty little dish. And it's a shame to know most folks don't ever know love like this. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Del Posted January 29, 2005 Report Share Posted January 29, 2005 Last night I slept with my boots on again, one cut on my forehead and one my chin, on the hard old floor with nothin to cover up with. You got me real good, girl, and I must admit, you pack purty mean punch for such a pretty little dish. And it's a shame to know most folks don't ever know love like this. Awesome Esau! Who's that by? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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