Topic: Songs You Like (Lyrics) - part 3 | |
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Chevelle ( Send the Pain below) I liked, Having hurt, So send the pain below, Where I need it. You used to beg me, To take, Care of things, And smile at the thoughts, Of me failing. But long before, Having hurt, I'll send the pain below, I'll send the pain below. Much like suffocating, Much like suffocating, Much like suffocating (I'll send the pain below), Much like suffocating (I'll send the pain below). You used run me away, All while laughing, Then cry about that fact, Til my returns. But long before, Having hurt, I'll send the pain below, I'll send the pain below. Much like suffocating, Much like suffocating, Much like suffocating (I'll send the pain below), Much like suffocating (I'll send the pain below), Much like suffocating! I can'y feel my chest (chest, chest), Anymore, Drop down, Cause I am, (?) I can't feel my chest (chest, chest) (RAHH!!!.) Drop down! (RAHHHHHH!!!.) I liked, Having hurt, So send the pain below, So send the pain below (Much like suffocating) (I liked), So send the pain below (Much like suffocating) (Having hurt), So send the pain below (Much like suffocating), So send the pain below (Much like suffocating), So send the pain below. |
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Times Like These
I am a one way motorway I'm the one that drives away then follows you back home I am a street light shining I'm a wild light blinding bright burning off alone it's times like these you learn to live again it's times like these you give and give again it's times like these you learn to love again it's times like these time and time again I am a new day rising I'm a brand new sky to hang the stars upon tonight I am a little divided do I stay or run away and leave it all behind? it's times like these you learn to live again it's times like these you give and give again it's times like these you learn to love again it's times like these time and time again it's times like these you learn to live again it's times like these you give and give again it's times like these you learn to love again it's times like these time and time again it's times like these you learn to live again it's times like these you give and give again it's times like these you learn to love again it's times like these time and time again it's times like these you learn to live again it's times like these you give and give again it's times like these you learn to love again it's times like these time and time again |
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Frijolero
Yo ya estoy hasta la madre De que me pongan sombrero Escuche entonces cuando digo No me llames frijolero Y aunque exista algun respeto No metamos las narices Nunca inflamos la moneda Haciendo Guerra a otros paises Te pagamos con petroleo e interes es nuestra deuda Mientras tanto no sabemos Quien se queda con la feria Aunque nos hagan la fama De que somos vendedores De la droga que sembramos Ustedes son consumidores Don't call me gringo, You f*ckin beaner stay on your side of that goddamn river don't call me gringo, You beaner. No me digas beaner, Mr. Puñetero Te sacaré un susto por racista y culero. No me llames frijolero, Pinche gringo puñetero.------(chingao) Now I wish I had a dime for every single time I've gotten stared down For being in the wrong side of town. And a rich man I'd be if I had that kind of chips lately I wanna smack the mouths of these racists Podras imaginarte desde afuera, Ser un mexicano cruzando la frontera Pensando en tu familia mientras que pasas Dejando todo lo que tu conoces atras Tuvieras tu que esquivar las balas De unos cuantos gringos rancheros Les seguiras diciendo good for nothing wetback? si tuvieras tu que empezar de cero Now why don't you look down to where your feet is planted That U.S. soil that makes you take sh*t for granted If not for Santa Ana, just to let you know That where your feet are planted would be Mexico Correcto! Don't call me gringo, You f*ckin beaner stay on your side of that goddamn river don't call me gringo, You beaner. No me digas beaner, Mr. Puñetero Te sacaré un susto por racista y culero. No me llames frijolero, Pinche gringo, Puñetero Don't call me gringo, You f*ckin beaner stay on your side of that goddamn river don't call me gringo, You beaner. No me digas beaner, Mr. Puñetero Te sacaré un susto por racista y culero. No me llames frijolero, Pinche gringo, (pinche gringo que?) Puñetero. |
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Into The Great Wide Open
Eddie waited till he finished high school He went to Hollywood, got a tattoo He met a girl out there with a tattoo too The future was wide open They moved into a place they both could afford He found a nightclub he could work at the door She had a guitar and she taught him some chords The sky was the limit Into the great wide open, Under them skies of blue Out in the great wide open, A rebel without a clue The papers said Ed always played from the heart He got an agent and a roadie named Bart They made a record and it went in the charts T he sky was the limit His leather jacket had chains that would jingle They both met movie stars, partied and mingled Their R man said I don't hear a single The future was wide open Into the great wide open, Under them skies of blue Out in the great wide open, A rebel without a clue Into the great wide open, Under them skies of blue Into the great wide open, A rebel without a clue |
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spade
marilyn manson The beauty spot was borrowed Now my sweet love rusts tomorrow On my confession that is waiting to be heard Run your empty rain down on me Whisper your death beats so softly Bend your knees,the altar of my ego You drained my heart, and made a spade There's still traces of me in your veins You drained my heart, and made a spade There's still traces of me in your veins All my lilies' mouths are open, like to begging for dope and hoping But their pedal gently can kick, you won't be back All the timing that is sorrow of all the faces I've acquired We secure the shadow here, the sun fills face You drained my heart, and made a spade There's still traces of me in your veins You drained my heart, and made a spade There's still traces of me in your veins And we said 'til we die And we said 'til we die You drained my heart, and made a spade There's still traces of me in your veins You drained my heart, and made a spade There's still traces of me in your veins You drained my heart, and made a spade There's still traces of me in your veins You drained my heart, and made a spade There's still traces of me in your veins And we said 'til we die And we said 'til we die |
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asche zu asche
rammstein Warmer Körper heißes Kreuz falsches Urteil kaltes Grab Auf dem Kreuze lieg ich jetzt sie schlagen mir die Nägel ein das Feuer wäscht die Seele rein und übrig bleibt ein Mundvoll Asche Ich komm wieder in zehn Tagen als dein Schatten und werd dich jagen Heimlich werd ich auferstehen und du wirst um Gnade flehen dann knie ich mich in dein Gesicht und steck den Finger in die Asche Asche zu Asche und Staub zu Staub |
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Papa won't leave you Henry
nick cave I went out walking the other day The wind hung wet around my neck My head it rung with screams and groans From the night I spent amongst her bones I passed beside the mission house Where that mad old buzzard, the reverend, Shrieked and flapped about life after your dead Well, I thought about my friend, Michel How they rolled him in linoleum And shot him in the neck A bloody halo, like a think-bubble Circling his head And I bellowed at the firmament Looks like the rains are hear to stay And the rain pissed down upon me And washed me all away Saying Papa won't leave you, Henry Papa won't leave you, Boy Papa won't leave you, Henry Papa won't leave you, Boy Well, the road is long And the road is hard And many fall by the side But Papa won't leave you, Henry So there ain't no need to cry And I went on down the road He went on down the road And I went on down the road He went on down the road Well, the moon it looked exhausted Like something you should pity Spent an age-spotted Above the sizzling wires of the city Well, it reminded me of her face Her bleached and hungry eyes Her hair was like a curtain Falling open with the laughter And closing with the lies But the ghost of her still lingers on Though she's passed through me And is gone The slum dogs, they are barking And the rain children on the streets And the tears that we will weep today Will all be washed away By the tears that we will weep again tomorrow Papa won't leave you, Henry Papa won't leave you, Boy Papa won't leave you, Henry Papa won't leave you, Boy For the road is long And the road is hard And many fall by the side But Papa won't leave you, Henry So there ain't no need to cry And I went on down the road He went on down the road And I went on down the road He went on down the road And I came upon a little house A little house upon a hill And I entered through, the curtain hissed Into the house with its blood-red bowels Where wet-lipped women with greasy fists Crawled the ceilings and the walls They filled me full of drink And led me round the rooms Naked and cold and grinning Until everything went black And I came down spinning I awoke so drunk and full of rage That I could hardly speak A fag in a whale-bone corset Draping his **** across my cheek And its into the shame And its into a guilt And its into the ****ing fray And the walls ran red around me A warm arterial spray Saying Papa won't leave you, Henry Papa won't leave you, Boy Papa won't leave you, Henry Papa won't leave you, Boy Well, the night is dark And the night is deep And its jaws are open wide But Papa won't leave you, Henry So there ain't no need to cry And I went on down the road He went on down the road And I went on down the road He went on down the road It's the rainy season where I'm living Death comes leaping out of every doorway Wasting you for money, for your clothes And for your nothing Entire towns being washed away Favelas exploding on inflammable spillways Lynch-mobs, death squads, babies being born without brains The mad heat and the relentless rains And if you stick your arm into that hole It comes out sheared off to the bone And with her kisses bubbling on my lips I swiped the rain and nearly missed And I went on down the road He went on down the road Singing Papa won't leave you, Henry Papa won't leave you, Boy Papa won't leave you, Henry Papa won't leave you, Boy Well, the road is long And the road is hard And many fall by the side But Papa won't leave you, Henry So there ain't no need to cry And I went on down the road He went on down the road And I went on down the road He went on down the road Bent Beneath my heavy load Under his heavy load Yeah, I went on down the road Yeah, he went on down the road Woah, woah Woah, woah Woah, woah Woah, woah And I went on down that road |
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Outsider
Oh I'm an outsider outside of everything Oh I'm an outsider outside of everything Oh I'm an outsider outside of everything everything you know everything you know it disturbs me so Oh I'm an outsider outside of everything Oh I'm an outsider outside of everything Oh I'm an outsider outside of everything Everything you know Everything you know It disturbs me so Everybody's gotta push me Push me around Everybody tried to put me Tried to put me down I messed up everyone I've already had all my fun More troubles are gonna come I've already had all my fun Oh yeah yeah yeah Everybody try to push me Push me around Everybody try to put me Try to put me down Oh I'm an outsider outside of everything Oh I'm an outsider outside of everything Oh I'm an outsider outside of everything Everything you know Everything you know It disturbs me so |
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stephen malkmus and the jicks
animal midnight sacrifice for you was just flirtation and friendship a cold convenience i wonder sometimes what you're made of is it rayon or is it dust? how you calibrate your intuition such that it just beats the kill and every single night i try to make you come alive you shove it right back in my face and you, you don't see me cause you won't change you, it don't seem to me that your big old Russian brain can keep you ahead of the stoplights you to me is like carbon dioxide you know I won't be your frozen rose but why don't you just let me get up yeah before you do the rowdy rowdy rowdy rowdy rough reach reach grab it grab it bleach bleach stab it stab it seech reach nab it nab it bleach bleach where will we fall where will we fall for the darkness if animal midnight a **** for a brain crawl up a leech line shot into me in the yellow and blue is it piss is it sky is it why we try and you, you don't see me cause you, you won't change you, you don't see me because you, you you you you won't change you won't change |
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Jerk
I don't mind, I don't really mind Take your time, take your precious time You're so blind, you're severly blind But never you mind, 'cause I just came to grind You're a b*tch, I'm a jerk I don't think that we can work You're a prat, I'm a prick I don't think that we will stick I'm a cat, you're a chick I think you deserve one more lick Come on down Come on down Come on down Be yourself, please be yourself You're so mean , do you know what I mean? You're unkind, you're so not my kind I need time, I need time to unwind You're a b*tch, I'm a jerk I don't think that we will work You're a prat, I'm a prick I don't think that we will stick I'm a cat, you're a chick I think you deserve one more lick Come on down Come on down Come on down I got the big e From the queen bee She don't love me, she don't want me I'm so blind, I'm so f*cking blind She's blown away my mind, she's blown away my stupid mind You're a b*tch, I'm a jerk I don't think this is gonna work You're a prat, I'm a prick I don't think that we will stick You're a c*nt, I'm a c*ck Are you ready, ready to rock? Come on down Come on down Come on down |
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cocaine blues
johnny cash Early one mornin' while makin' the rounds I took a shot of cocaine and I shot my woman down I went right home and I went to bed I stuck that lovin' 44 beneath my head Got up next mornin' and I grabbed that gun took a shot of cocaine and away I run Made a good run but I run too slow they overtook me down in Juarez Mexico Late in the hot joints takin' the pills in walked the sheriff from Jericho Hill He said Willy Lee your name is not Jack Brown You're the dirty hack that shot your woman down Said yes oh yes my name is Willy Lee if you've got the warrant just aread it to me Shot her down because she made me slow I thought I was her daddy but she had five more When I was arrested I was dressed in black They put me on a train and they took me back Had no friend for to go my bail they slapped my dried up carcass in that country jail Early next mornin' bout a half past nine I spied the sheriff coming down the line Talked and he coughed as he cleared his throat He said come on you dirty heck into that district court Into the courtroom my trial began where I was handled by twelve honest men Just before the jury started out I saw the little judge commence to look about In about five minutes in walked the man holding the verdict in his right hand The verdict read in the first degree I hollered Lordy Lordy have a mercy on me The judge he smiled as he picked up his pin 99 years in the Folsom pen 99 years underneath that ground I can't forget the day I shot that bad ***** down Come on you've gotta listen unto me lay off that whiskey and let that cocaine be |
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Zerospace lyrics
kidneythieves I am a fallen zero; Below the glaciers of the evil I am a golden superhero Above the sun and all the people Space in your face I'm gonna drink the fu**ing ocean cause I ain't from a coast, I'm just coastin Said I was an afterthought you'd bring along, well who You after now, b1tch? Run, motherf**ka, run And if you think im space-cakening I've been in sh1t of rude awakening And im floating high (but I'm always down) Skip or trip to face the space or fake in this In the middle I stay in place, skip or trip at zerospace In the middle I stay in place, skip or trip at zero... In the middle I stay in place, skip or trip at zerospace And i'm floating high (but I'm always down) Skip or trip to face the space or fake in this I met a fellow zero He took me to the silver people I said, I think you are my hero And we were one it all was clearer Space in your face, it's the way to get you closer; while you were sittin on your a$$, See I drank the fu**ing ocean Zerospace the way to get your kicks, but too many chefs in the kitchen could spoil the mix I am a means until the end I move a mountain with my hand And I'm floating high (but I'm always down) Skip or trip to face the space or fake in this In the middle I stay in place, skip or trip at zerospace In the middle I stay in place, skip or trip at zero... In the middle I stay in place, skip or trip at zerospace And I'm floating high And I'm floating high (but I'm always down) Skip or trip to face the space or fake in this Floating high... Floating high... Skip or trip at zero And I'm floating high (but I'm always down) Skip or trip to face the space or fake in this And I'm floating high (but I'm always down) Skip or trip to face the space or fake in this What the f**k just happened? I'm floating high (but I'm always down) Floating high (but I'm always down) |
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The Decemberists 'The Crane Wife 3'
And under the boughs unbowed All clothed in a snowy shroud She had no heart so hardened All under the boughs unbowed Each feather, it fell from skin Until threadbare, she grew thin How were my eyes so blinded? Each feather, it fell from skin And I will hang my head, hang my head low And I will hang my head, hang my head low A gray sky, a bitter sting A rain cloud, a crane on the wing All out beyond horizon A gray sky, a bitter sting And I will hang my head, hang my head low And I will hang my head, hang my head low |
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Free To Decide
It's not worth anything, More than this at all. I'll live as I choose, Or I will not live at all. So return to where you come from, Return to where you dwell, Because harassment's not my forte, But you do it very well. I'm free to decide, I'm free to decide, And I'm not so suicidal after all. I'm free to decide, I'm free to decide, And I'm not so suicidal after all, At all, at all, at all. You must have nothing, More with your time to do. There's a war in Russia, And Sarajevo too. So to hell with what you're thinking, And to hell with your narrow mind, You're so distracted from the real thing, You should leave your life behind, behind. 'Cause I'm free to decide, I'm free to decide, And I'm not so suicidal after all, I'm free to decide, I'm free to decide, And I'm not so suicidal after all, At all, at all, at all. I'm free to decide, I'm free to decide, And I'm not so suicidal after all, At all, at all, at all. |
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Edited by
DTHRomeo
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Sun 05/18/08 10:09 PM
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L.A.P.D.
When cops are taking care of business I can understand But the L.A. story's gone way out of hand Their acts of aggression, they say they're justified But it seems an obsession has started from the inside They're shooting anyone who even tries to run They're shooting little kids with toy guns Take it to a jury but they don't give a damn Because the one who tells the truth is always the policeman Beat all the ******* Beat whoever you see Don't need a reason {We're} L.A.P.D. The city of L.A. feels like a prison With helicopters overhead and bullets whizzing by Martial law ain't no solution Police brutality's just social pollution Beat all the white trash Beat whoever you see Don't need a reason {We're} L.A.P.D. They say they're keeping the peace but I'm not buying it 'cause a billy club ain't much of a pacifier "Protecting your freedom" now that's just a lie It's an excuse for power that's more like an alibi Law and order doesn't really matter When you're the one getting bruised and battered You take it to a jury, they'll throw it in your face 'cause justice in L.A. comes in a can of mace Beat all the ******* Beat whoever you see Don't need a reason {We're} L.A.P.D. {We're} L.A.P.D. {We're} L.A.P.D. |
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the darkest star
depeche mode Oh you sad one Playing the Angel Isn't so easy where you're from Oh you wild one Devil's companion You won't stay satisfied for long I don't want you to change Anything you do I don't want you to be Someone else for me Oh you dark one Eternal outsider Caught in the spider's web you've spun Oh you blind one Gentle and kind one Seeing the world as a loaded gun I don't want you to change Anything you do I don't want you to be Someone else for me Stay as you are The Darkest Star Shining for me Majestically |
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~Burning Bright~
By Shinedown I feel like there is no need for conversation Some questions are better left without a reason And I would rather reveal myself than my situation Now and then I consider, my hesitation The more the light shines through me I pretend to close my eyes The more the dark consumes me I pretend I'm burning, burning bright I wonder if the things I did were just to be different To spare myself of the constant shame of my existence And I would surely redeem myself in my desperation Here and now I'll express, my situation The more the light shines through me I pretend to close my eyes The more the dark consumes me I pretend I'm burning, burning bright There's nothing ever wrong but nothing's ever right Such a cruel contradiction I know I cross the lines its not easy to define I'm born to indecision There's always something new some path I'm supposed to choose With no particular rhyme or reason The more the light shines through me I pretend to close my eyes The more the dark consumes me I pretend I'm burning, burning bright |
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So What
So ****ing what! Well, I've been to Hastings and I've been to Brighton I've been to Eastbourne too So what, so what And I've been here, I've been there I've been every ****ing where So what, so what So what, so what, you boring little **** Well, who cares, who cares what you do Yeah, who cares, who cares about you, you, you, you, you Well, I've ****ed the queen, I've ****ed Bach I've even sucked an old man's **** So what, so what And I've ****ed a sheep, I've ****ed a goat I rammed my **** right down its throat So what, so what So what, so what, you boring little **** Well, who cares, who cares what you do And, who cares, who cares about you, you, you, you, you And I've drunk that, I've drunk this I've spewed up on a pint of piss So what, so what I've had scank, I've had speed I've jacked off until I bleed So what, so what So what, so what, you boring little **** Well, who cares, who cares what you do Yeah, who cares, who cares about you, you, you, you, you, you A-hahaha! Yeah! I've had crabs, I've had lice I've had the clap and that ain't nice So what, so what I've ****ed this, I've ****ed that I've even ****ed a school girl's twat So what, so what So what, so what, you boring little **** Well, who cares, who cares what you do And, who cares, who cares about you, you, you, you, you, you So ****ing what! Yeah |
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Adam's Song
I never thought I'd die alone I laughed the loudest who'd have known I traced the cord back to the wall No wonder it was never plugged in at all I took my time, I hurried up The choice was mine, I didn't think enough I'm too depressed, to go on you'll be sorry when I'm gone I never conquered, rarely came 16 just held such better days Days when I still felt alive We couldn't wait to get outside The world was wide, too late to try The tour was over we'd survived I couldn't wait till I got home To pass the time in my room alone I never thought I'd die alone Another six months I'll be unknown Give all my things to all my friends You'll never step foot in my room again You'll close it off, board it up Remember the time that I spilled the cup Of apple juice in the hall please tell mom this is not her fault I never conquered, rarely came 16 just held such better days Days when I still felt alive We couldn't wait to get outside The world was wide, too late to try The tour was over but we'd survived I couldn't wait till I got home To pass the time in my room alone I never conquered, rarely came Tomorrow holds such better days Days when I could still feel alive When I can't wait to get outside The world is wide, the time goes by The tour is over I survived And I can't wait till I get home To pass the time in my room alone |
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Not Ready To Make Nice by Dixie Chicks (i don't know if anything is missing, i pulled it from a site)
Forgive, sounds good Forget, I’m not sure I could They say time heals everything But I’m still waiting I’m through with doubt There’s nothing left for me to figure out I’ve paid a price And I’ll keep paying I’m not ready to make nice I’m not ready to back down I’m still mad as hell and I don’t have time to go round and round and round It’s too late to make it right I probably wouldn’t if I could ‘Cause I’m mad as hell Can’t bring myself to do what it is you think I should I know you said Can’t you just get over it It turned my whole world around And I kind of like it I made my bed and I sleep like a baby With no regrets and I don’t mind sayin’ It’s a sad sad story when a mother will teach her Daughter that she ought to hate a perfect stranger And how in the world can the words that I said Send somebody so over the edge That they’d write me a letter Sayin’ that I better shut up and sing Or my life will be over I’m not ready to make nice I’m not ready to back down I’m still mad as hell and I don’t have time to go round and round and round It’s too late to make it right I probably wouldn’t if I could ‘Cause I’m mad as hell Can’t bring myself to do what it is you think I should I’m not ready to make nice I’m not ready to back down I’m still mad as hell and I don’t have time to go round and round and round It’s too late to make it right I probably wouldn’t if I could ‘Cause I’m mad as hell Can’t bring myself to do what it is you think I should Forgive, sounds good Forget, I’m not sure I could They say time heals everything But I’m still waiting |
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