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Sing hymns, make love, get high, fall dead. -Some old King Crimson album.
And when i'm lying in my bed, I think about life and I think about death, but neither one particularly appeals to me.-The Smiths, or just about any lyrics by The Smiths
some girls are bigger than others
some girls mothers are bigger than
other girls mothers...
great song..
and the one they played instrumentally on Ferris Buellers Day Off in the art museum..i can't remember the name...The Smith's were great as is Morrissey on his own..
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Science has proved light travels faster than sound; that is why some people appear bright until they speak..
Originally posted by KC_Prelude F**k L. Ron Hubbard and F**k all his clones
F**k all these gun toting hip-gangster wannabes
-Tool
Actually pretty much any tool lyric is my favorite.
Every pixies lyric is pretty much solid gold.
Mike Pattons lyrics are great as well.
I could spout off a lot of great lyrics from a lot of great bands but I don't think anyone would care.
Then you should recognize:
Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.
Withering my intuition leaving all these opportunities behind.
Feed my will to feel this moment urging me to cross the line.
Reaching out to embrace the random.
Reaching out to embrace whatever may come.
or
I've been crawling on my
belly, Figuring out what could have been. I've been wallowing in my
own confused, insecure delusions. For a beast to cross me over, or a
word to guide me in, I want to feel the changes coming down, I want to
know what Iíve been hiding
or
f you want to get your soul to heaven,
trust in me.
Don't judge or question.
You are broken now,
but faith can heal you.
Just do everything I tell you to do.
Deaf and blind and dumb and born to follow.
Let me lay my holy hand upon you.
Jesus Christ, why don't you come save my life.
Open my eyes and blind me with your light
and your lies.
But my favorite, especially the last part is Soundgarden's Mindriot
I was slipping through the cracks
Of a stolen jewel
I was tightrope walking in two ton shoes
Now somebody is talking about a
Third world war
And the police said this was normal control
And the candle burning yesterday
Like somebody's best friend died
And I've been caught in a mind riot
I was crying from my eye teeth and
Bleeding from my soul
And I sharpened my wits on a dead man's skull
I built an elevator from his bones
Had climb to the top floor just
To stamp out the coals
And the candle was burning yesterday
Like somebody’s friend died
And I ‘ve been caught in a mind riot
I'm tied within
I'm luck's last match struck
In the pouring down wind
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Forever means, all is not seen
Aleister Crowley is my co-pilot
I'm free to take comfort in my own personal nightmare
Sunlight Silver GT M/T Black Leather, Rotary Accents, clear side markers, spoiler, tint, other stuff
Owner since Aug. '03
Stonehenge, where the demons dwell
Where the banshees live and they do live well
Stonehenge
Where a man is a man and the children dance to
the pipes of pan
Stonehenge
Tis a magic place where the moon doth rise
With a dragon's face
Stonehenge
Where the virgins lie
And the prayer of devils fill the midnight sky
And you my love, won't you take my hand
We'll go back in time to that mystic land
Where the dew drops cry and the cats meow
I will take you there
I will show you how
Stonehenge - Spinal Tap
__________________ "Live every week like it's shark week."
I want you to know that I'm happy for you
I wish nothing but the best for you both
An older version of me
Is she perverted like me
Would she go down on your in a theater
Does she speak eloquently?
And would she have your baby
I'm sure she'd make a really excellent mother
'Cause the love that you gave that we made
wasn't able to make it enough for you to be open wide, no
And every time you speak her name
Does she know how you told me you'd hold me
Until you died, 'til you died
But you're still alive
And I'm here to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It's not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know
You seem very well, things look peaceful
I'm not quite as well, I thought you should know
Did you forget about me Mr. Duplicity
I hate to but you in the middle of dinner
It was a slap in the face how quickly I was replaced
Are you thinking of me when you **** her
'Cause the love that you gave that we made
wasn't able to make it enough for you to be open wide, no
And every time you speak her name
Does she know how you told me you'd hold me
Until you died, 'til you died
But you're sill alive
And I'm here to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It's not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know
'Cause the joke that you laid in the bed that was me
And I'm not gonna fade
As soon as you close your eyes and you know it
And every time I scratch my nails down someone else's back
I hope you feel it...well can you feel it
times have changed our kids.
Our Kids are getting worse!
They wont obey their parents
They just want to fart and curse!
should we blame the government or blame society?
or should we blame the images on tv?
NO! blame canada, blame canada
with all their beady little eyes
an' flapping heads so full of lies
blame canada, blame canada
we need to form a full assault, its canada's fault
don't blame me for my son stan
he say that darn cartoon and now he's off to join the clan!
and my boy eric once had MY picture on his shelf
but now when I see him he tells me to **** myself
well, blame canada, blame canada
it seems that everythings gone wrong
since canada came along
blame canada, blame canada
they're not even a real country, anyway
my son could've been a doctor or a lawyer it's true
instead he burned up like a piggy on a barbecue
should we blame the matches, should we blame the fire?
or the doctors who allowed him to expire?
HECK NO!
Blame canada, blame canada
with their hockey hullaballoo
and their bitch Anne Murray too
Blame Canada, shame on Canada!
the **** we must stop
The trash we must smash
laughter and fun
must all be undone
we must blame them and cause a fuss
before someone thinks of blaming us!!!
Well, Kyle's Mom's a bitch,
she's a big fat bitch,
she's the biggest bitch in the whole wide world,
she's a stupid bitch,
if there ever was a bitch,
she's a bitch to all the boys and girls.
on Monday she's a bitch,
on Tuesday she's a bitch,
on Wednesday through Saturday, she's a bitch,
then on Sunday, just to be different,
she's a super kingkong kameha-meha biatch!
Have you ever met my friend Kyle's mom,
she's the biggest bitch in the whole wide world,
she's a mean old bitch,
and she has stupid hair, she's a bitch,
bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch,
bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch,
she's a stupid bitch,
Kyle's mom's a bitch and shes such a dirty bitch.
Talk to kids around the world it might go a little bit somethin like this.
(translations in japanese, french, deutsch and african)
Have you ever met my friend Kyle's mom,
she's the biggest bitch in the whole wide world,
she's a mean old bitch,
and she has stupid hair, she's a bitch,
bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch,
bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch,
she's a stupid bitch,
Kyle's mom's a bitch and shes such a dirty bitch.
I Really mean it, Kyles mom
Shes a big fat ******* bitch
a big fat ******* bitch, kyles mom yeaaaaaaaahhhh!
(spoken)
Normally I don't do this
But I'ma hit ya'll off with a little taste of the remix
Ya'll ready? Here we go
(sung)
I pick you up from the club
Take you home to make some love
Got a surprise, close your eyes
I'm gonna cover you with suds
(instrumental breakdown)
I'ma give you some poo-poo
I'ma give you some pee-pee
I'ma give you some doo-doo
Wash it down with some wee-wee
This is the remix edition of the song about pissin'
I got that peein', leakin', freakin' and there's juice in the kitchen
(spoken)
That's how it goes at a R Kelly party
I sip Cris..........you drink ****
I want to **** on you remix, ya heard?
You know I'm serious
I really do want to **** on you
-Dylan - Like a Rolling Stone
When you ain't got nothin',
You got nothin' to lose.
-Springsteen - Thunder Road
The screen door slams
Mary' dress waves
Like a vision she dances across the porch
As the radio plays
Roy Orbison singing for the lonely
Hey that's me and I want you only
Don't turn me home again
I just can't face myself alone again
Don't run back inside
Darling you know just what I'm here for
So you're scared and you're thinking
That maybe we ain't that young anymore
Show a little faith there's magic in the night
You ain't a beauty but hey you're alright
Oh and that's alright with me
You can hide 'neath your covers
And study your pain
Make crosses from your lovers
Throw roses in the rain
Waste your summer praying in vain
For a saviour to rise from these streets
Well now I'm no hero
That's understood
All the redemption I can offer girl
Is beneath this dirty hood
With a chance to make it good somehow
Hey what else can we do now ?
Except roll down the window
And let the wind blow
Back your hair
Well the night's busting open
These two lanes will take us anywhere
We got one last chance to make it real
To trade in these wings on some wheels
Climb in back
Heaven's waiting on down the tracks
Oh-oh come take my hand
We're riding out tonight to case the promised land
Oh-oh Thunder Road oh Thunder Road
Lying out there like a killer in the sun
Hey I know it's late we can make it if we run
Oh Thunder Road sit tight take hold
Thunder Road
Well I got this guitar
And I learned how to make it talk
And my car's out back
If you're ready to take that long walk
From your front porch to my front seat
The door's open but the ride it ain't free
And I know you're lonely
For words that I ain't spoken
But tonight we'll be free
All the promises'll be broken
There were ghosts in the eyes
Of all the boys you sent away
They haunt this dusty beach road
In the skeleton frames of burned out Chevrolets
They scream your name at night in the street
Your graduation gown lies in rags at their feet
And in the lonely cool before dawn
You hear their engines roaring on
But when you get to the porch they're gone
On the wind so Mary climb in
It's town full of losers
And I'm pulling out of here to win
"Police drive by I hold my breath.
I got ten warrants for my arrest.
They turn on the lights and whip it around.
And ten minutes later I'm heading downtown.
Consequences dictate
My corse of action and it
doesnt matter whats right
its only wrong if you get caught
consequences dictate
I should play god and just
Shoot you myself
Opiate
TOOL
Originally posted by WTF no turbo Consequences dictate
My corse of action and it
doesnt matter whats right
its only wrong if you get caught
consequences dictate
I should play god and just
Shoot you myself
Opiate
TOOL
Shit blood and *** my hands
Prison sex
TOOL
Yeah thats a great one. Opiate is such a great album and it is still totally relevant more than a decade after it was released.
Of course one of my all time favorite musicians and poets/performance artists is David Sylvian. Here's the lyrics to one of my faovorite songs:
Waterfront
On the banks of a sunset beach
Messages scratched in sand
Beneath a roaming home of stars
Young boys try their hand
A spanish harbouring of sorts
In Catalonian bars
They were pulled from a sinking ship
And saved for last
On the waterfront the rain
Is pouring in my heart
Here the memories come in waves
Raking in the lost and found of years
And though I'd like to laugh
At all the things that led me on
Somehow the stigma still remains
Watch the train steam full ahead
As it takes the bend
Empty carriages lose their tracks
And tumble to their end
So the world shrinks drop by drop
As the wine goes to your head
Swollen angels point and laugh
"This time your god is dead"
On the waterfront the rain
Is pouring in my heart
Here the memories come in waves
Raking in the lost and found of years
And though I'd like to laugh
At all the things that led me on
Somehow the stigma still remains
you make me want to f* you like an animal
I want to feel you from the inside
I want to **** you like an animal
my whole existance is gone
you get me closer to god
NIN
although my friend has gotten me into jimmy buffet:
your body is good but your face just isn't too clear,
so waitress get us two pitchers.
lets get drunk and screw.
I barely got a new water bed with enough room for two.
so lets get drunk and screw
Same friend got me into those crazy irish drinking songs. although we end of listening to them while drinking water out here. man that actually sounds pretty sad now that I think about it.
I come home drunk to the brim
and I find my lady with another man
so I take my good foot and kick him in his ***
then off to the pub where I'll drink, drink, drink to the mornin
then I'll drink some more.
Hey...oooh...
Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay
Were laid spread out before me as her body once did
All five horizons revolved around her soul
As the earth to the sun
Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn
Ooh, and all I taught her was everything
Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore
And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds
Of what was everything?
Oh, the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...
I take a walk outside
I'm surrounded by some kids at play
I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear
Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head
I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning
How quick the sun can, drop away
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
Of what was everything?
All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...
All the love gone bad turned my world to black
Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I'll ever be...yeah...
Uh huh...uh huh...ooh...
I know someday you'll have a beautiful life, I know you'll be a star
In somebody else's sky, but why
Why, why can't it be, why can't it be mine
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I am the President of the Lounge.
2006 Mustang GT Torch red, 5 speed MT
SHR Aluminum Billet Fuel Door
K&N CAI
Borla S-type exhaust
Shorty Antenna
She's a lady, she's got time,
Brush back your hair, and let me get to know your face.
She's a lady, she is mine.
Brush back your hair, and let me get to know your flesh.
I've been waiting here for so long
And all this time has passed me by
It doesn't seem to matter now
You stand there with your fixed expression
Casting doubt on all I have to say.
Why don't you touch me, touch me,
Why don't you touch me, touch me,
Touch me now, now, now, now, now...
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I am the President of the Lounge.
2006 Mustang GT Torch red, 5 speed MT
SHR Aluminum Billet Fuel Door
K&N CAI
Borla S-type exhaust
Shorty Antenna
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair.
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air.
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light,
my head grew heavy and my sight grew dim,
I had to stop for the night.
There she stood in the doorway,
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
"This could be Heaven or this could be Hell'
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
there were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
any time of year, you can find it here
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes Benz.
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends.
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat,
some dance to remember, some dance to forget
So I called up the Captain,
"Please bring me my wine."
and he said, "We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine"
And still those voices are calling from far away,
wake you up in the middle of the night
just to hear them say...
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
what a nice surprise, bring your alibis
Mirrors on the ceiling,
the pink champagne on ice
and she said "We are all just prisoners here, of our own device."
And in the master's chambers,
they gathered for the feast
the stab it with their steely knives,
but they just can't kill the beast
Last thing I remember, I was
running for the door
I had to find the passage back
to the place I was before
"Relax", said the night man,
"we are programmed to receive.
You can checkout any time you like,
but you can never leave!"
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