Topic: Songs You Like (Lyrics) - part 3 | |
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"Apologies" by Grace Potter & The Nocturnals
Yesterday he said my eyes Were fading fast away I said well what do you expect You asked me not to stay and if it had all been for the best I wouldn't feel this way And he said Oh he said it's crazy How love stays with me You know it hurts me Cause I don't wanna fight this war It's amazing to see me reading through this scene Of love and fear and apologies My love is like a blanket That gets a little bit too warm sometimes I wanna wrap somebody in it Who can hold me in his arms Cause when it got a little too hot in there He was always stepping out for air and he froze Oh he froze He said it's crazy How love stays with me You know it hurts me Cause I don't wanna fight this war It's amazing to see me reading through this scene Of love and fear and apologies Yesterday he looked at me With a tear in his eye and said I'll always tell you you're my friend I hope i don't have to lie Cause it's clear you love another man I said you're damn right And he said He said it's crazy How love stays with me You know it hurts me Cause I don't wanna fight this war It's amazing to see me reading through this scene Of love and fear and apologies He said it's crazy How love stays with me You know it hurts me That i didn't figure it out before And now it's too late for a soliloquy It's way too late for dignity It's time for apologies |
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Edited by
DTHRomeo
on
Thu 09/18/08 07:59 AM
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Don't Call Me White
Don't call me white, Don't call me white Don't call me white, Don't call me white The connotations wearing my nerves thin Could it be semantics generating the mess we're in? I understand that language breeds stereotype But what's the explanation for the malice, for the spite? Don't call me white, Don't call me white Don't call me white, Don't call me white I wasn't brought here, I was born Circumcised, categorized, allegiance sworn, Does this mean I have to take such $hit For being fairskinned? No! I ain't a part of no conspiracy, I'm just you're average Joe. Don't call me white, Don't call me white Don't call me white, Don't call me white Represents everything I hate, The soap shoved in the mouth to cleanse the mind The vast majority of sheep A buttoned collar, starched and bleached Constricting veins, the blood flow to the brain slows They're so f-ckin' ordinary white Don't call me white We're better off this way Say what you're gonna say We're better off this way Say what you're gonna say So go ahead and label me An asshole cause I can Accept responsibility, for what I've done But not for who I am Don't call me white, Don't call me white Don't call me white, Don't call me white Don't call me white, Don't call me white Don't call me white |
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I Was There
Looking back upon my life And the places that I've been Pictures, faces, girls I've loved I try to remember when Faded memories on the wall Some names I have forgotten But each one is a memory I Look back on so often. I look into the past I want to make it last I was there Looking back what I have done There's lots more life to live At times I feel overwhelmed I question what I can give But I don't let it get me down Or cause me too much sorrow There's no doubt about who I am I always have tomorrow I look into the past I want to make it last I was there Looking back upon my life Faded memories on the wall Looking now at who I am I don't let it get me down. Looking back upon my life And the places that I've been Pictures, faces, girls I've loved I try to remember when But I don't let it get me down Or cause me too much sorrow There's no doubt about who I am I always have tomorrow I look into the past I want to make it last I was there I look into the past I want to make it last I was there |
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I know a girl
She puts the color inside of my world but she's just like a maze Where all of the walls all continually changed And I've done all I can To stand on her steps with my heart in my hand Now I'm starting to see Maybe it's got nothing to do with me Fathers, be good to your daughters Daughters will love like you do Girls become lovers who turn into mothers So mothers, be good to your daughters too Ooh, you see that skin? It's the same she's been standing in Since the day she saw him walking away Now she's left cleaning up the mess he made So fathers, be good to your daughters Daughters will love like you do Girls become lovers who turn into mothers So mothers, be good to your daughters too Boys, you can break You find out how much they can take Boys will be strong And boys soldier on But boys would be gone without warmth from A woman's good, good heart On behalf of every man looking out for every girl You are the god and the weight of her world So fathers, be good to your daughters Daughters will love like you do Girls become lovers who turn into mothers So mothers be good to your daughters, too So mothers be good to your daughters, too So mothers be good to your daughters, too. |
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It's summertime and the living is easy
Fish are jumping and the cotton is high Your daddy's rich and your mama's good-looking Hush, little baby don't you cry don't cry, don't cry, don't cry no no no no don't cry, don't cry One of these mornings you're gonna rise up singing you spread your wings and take to the sky But until that morning there is nothing can harm you With your daddy and mommy standing by They are stnading by, I know, don't cry Summertime, summertime, summertime and the living is, living is easy Fish are, I know the fish are jumping and cotton is so high You'r daddy is so, so rich and your mama good- she had to be good-looking so hush, little baby, don't you cry don't you cry, no no, don't cry no need to cry, don't cry, don't cry summertime, summertime.... |
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Twilight of the Thunder by Amon Amarth
There is Fenris grim His jaws are open wide The serpent rises from the waves Jormungandr twists and turns, mighty in his wrath The eyes are full of primal hate Thor, Odin's son, protector of mankind, ride to meet your fate, your destiny awaits Thor, Hlódyn's son, protector of mankind, ride to meet your fate, Ragnarök awaits Vingthor rise to face the snake with hammer high at the edge of the world as lightning fills the air as Mjöllnir does it's work the twinfold serpent roars in pain Thor, Odin's son, protector of mankind, ride to meet your fate, your destiny awaits Thor, Hlódyn's son, protector of mankind, ride to meet your fate, Ragnarök awaits Mighty Thor, grabs the snake firmly by its tongue lifts his hammer high to strike soon his work is done Vingthor slays the guardian snake leading to the death twilight of the thundergod Ragnarök awaits twilight of the thunder god twilight of the thunder god twilight of the thunder god twilight of the thunder god |
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"Kiss Me Where It Smells Funny"
You came twice last year like a Sears catalog, Cause your last boyfriend makes love like Boss Hogg, Well now you're seeing me but soon I'll have you seeing God, Cause girl I'll get you panting like you're Pavlov's dog, Like a DC-10: guaranteed to go down, But baby your black box is the one that I found, I'll give you the gift that keeps on givin' it won't cost you any money, Then she grabbed me by the ears and said kiss me where it smells funny. So down I go like I'm 2000 Flushes, I can tell I'm doing something right by the way that she blushes, She's one that's speechless, I'm the one that's tongue tied, She's thinking holy mackerel I'm thinking tuna on the side, There must be something wrong with Al Pacino's nose, Cause the scent of a woman is like rotten tomatoes, Yeah I'm snorkeling for clams and it doesn't matter if I wanna be, Don't come up for air until you kiss me where it smells funny. Drop my face below her waist and stay on third base, I can tell that the cherry's ripe by the way it tastes, Yeah I could make a lot of wine with the yeast I find inside her panties, And then drink it while eating out down at the Seafood Shanty, Drop my face below her waist and stay on third base, I can tell that the cherry's ripe by the way it tastes, Yeah I could make a lot of wine with the yeast I find inside her panties, And then drink it while eating out down at the Seafood Shanty. |
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I Wanna Be A Homosexual
I gotta little lisp And i've been working on my limp wrist See women are a drag I think i wanna be a faggot yeah. Mincing ninny a prancing fairy merry little queen A Bruce Labruce wet dream A nancy boy with wings I wanna be, I wanna be a homosexual I wanna be, I wanna be a homosexual I wanna be, I wanna be a homosexual I wanna beeee Shock the middle class Take it up your punk rock ass You rub your little thing When you see phony dykes in Penthouse magazine So what's the difference Mr. Cream-wich You just need a man, A beefy leather fag To take you out in drag, oh yeah I wanna be, I wanna be a homosexual I wanna be, I wanna be a homosexual I wanna be, I wanna be a homosexual I wanna beeee Call me a faggot Call me a butt loving fudge packing queer But i don't care Cause it's the straight in straight edge That makes me wanna drink a beer And be a pansy and be a homo Shock the middle class Take it up your punkrock ass You rub your puny thing When you see studs with tight jeans pass you on the street Who wears short shorts You wear short shorts You're so full of $hit Why don't you admit You don't have the balls to be a queer I wanna be, I wanna be a homosexual I wanna be, I wanna be a homosexual I wanna be, I wanna be a homosexual I wanna be a homosexual |
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Love And A Molotov Cocktail
Two fingers poking at the world One golden rule, no rules at all Two fingers been poised down on to you You better make sure they got something to do Two fingers now what a surprise Mama can't believe what happens before her eyes Her little darling once so small Never could believe you'd grow up at all Well do we miss you, Yes we do Father sends his regards to you Will I write well once in while I'll send my love and a Molotov cocktail too Two fingers poking at the world One golden rule, no rules at all Two fingers been poised down on to you You better make sure they got something to do Two fingers now what a surprise Mama can't believe what happens before her eyes Her little darling once so small Never could believe you'd grow up at all Well do we miss you, Yes we do Father sends his regards to you Will I write well once in while I'll send my love and a Molotov cocktail too Well do we miss you, Yes we do Father sends his regards to you Will I write well once in while I'll send my love and a Molotov cocktail too Well do we miss you, Yes we do Father sends his regards to you Will I write well once in while I'll send my love and a Molotov cocktail too |
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In Bloom
Sell the kids for food Weather changes moods Spring is here again Reproductive glands He’s the one Who likes all our pretty songs And he likes to sing along And he likes to shoot his gun But he knows not what it means Knows not what it means When I say He’s the one Who likes all our pretty songs And he likes to sing along And he likes to shoot his gun But he knows not what it means knows not what it means when I say yeah We can have some more Nature is a whore Bruises on the fruit Tender age in bloom He’s the one Who likes all our pretty songs And he likes to sing along And he likes to shoot his gun But he don't know what it means Don't know what it means When I say He’s the one Who likes all our pretty songs And he likes to sing along And he likes to shoot his gun But he don't know what it means Don't know what it means and I say yeah He’s the one Who likes all our pretty songs And he likes to sing along And he likes to shoot his gun But he don't know what it means Don't know what it means When I say He’s the one Who likes all our pretty songs And he likes to sing along And he likes to shoot his gun But he don't know what it means Don't know what it means Don't know what it means Don't know what it means When I say yeah |
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Edited by
DTHRomeo
on
Fri 09/19/08 09:18 AM
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I Don't Want To Grow Up
1 ,2 ,3 ,4 When I'm lyin' in my bed at night I don't wanna grow up Nothing ever seems to turn out right and I don't wanna grow up How do you move in a world of fog that's always Changing things Makes me wish that I could be a dog When I see the price that you pay I don't wanna grow up I don't ever want to be that way and I don't wanna grow up Seems that folks turn into things that they Never want The only thing to live for is today... I'm gonna put a hole in my T.V. set I don't wanna grow up Open up the medicine chest I don't wanna grow up I don't wanna have to shout it out I don't want my hair to fall out I don't wanna be filled with doubt I don't wanna be a good boy scout I don't wanna have to learn to count I don't wanna the biggest amount No I don't wanna grow up Well when I see my parents fight I don't wanna grow up They all go out and drinkin' all night and I don't wanna grow up I'd rather stay here in my room Nothin' out there but sad and gloom I don't wanna live in a big old tomb on grand street When I see the 5 o'clock news I don't wanna grow up Comb their hair and shine their shoes I don't wanna grow up Stay around in my old hometown I don't wanna put no money down I don't wanna get a big old loan Work them fingers to the bone I don't wanna float on a broom Fall in love, get married then boom How the hell did it get here so soon no I don't want to grow up |
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Crash Into Me
You've got your ball, You've got your chain Tied to me tight, tie me up again. Who's got their claws In you my friend? Into your heart I'll beat again Sweet like candy to my soul Sweet you rock, And sweet you roll Lost for you, I'm so lost for you Oh, and you come crash into me And I come into you And I come into you In a boy's dream In a boy's dream Touch your lips just so I know In your eyes, love, it glows so I'm bare-boned and crazy... for you. Oh, and you come crash into me Baby, and I come into you In a boy's dream In a boy's dream And if I've gone overboard Then I'm begging you To forgive me In my haste When I'm holding you so girl, Close to me Oh and you come crash into me, yeah Baby, and I come into you Hike up your skirt a little more And show the world to me Hike up your skirt a little more And show your world to me In a boy's dream In a boy's dream Oh, I watch you there Through the window And I stare at you You wear nothing, but you Wear it so well Tied up and twisted, The way I'd like to be For you, for me, come crash into me, baby Come crash into me, yeah Crash into me... Crash into me... Crash into me... You know, I'm the king of the castle, You're the dirty rascal, crash into me. Please crash into me, baby... Oh, no no no... Yes, I see the waves Come and crash into me. See the waves come and crash into me. Crash into me. |
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When Darkness Falls - Killswitch Engage
As you walk The path of least resistance Is it as simple As you claim it to be (Tear Out)Your tongue Your eyes Your lies They do decieve you Your tongue Your eyes Your lies They do decieve you I stand firm in my solidarity The path I walk (the path I walk) I walk in with my own resolve When darkness falls (when darkness falls) We are reborn Our dream since the fall of man We are reborn My beliefs Are not antiquated We are the hope Silence them all With not just words Let resolution be our voice I stand firm in my solidarity The path I walk (the path I walk) I walk in with my own resolve When darkness falls (when darkness falls) We are reborn Our dream since the fall of man We are reborn We are the remnant We the remnant will silence them all We are the faithful We the faithful will silence them all Silence them all When darkness falls (when darkness falls) We are reborn Our dream since the fall of man We are reborn When darkness falls (when darkness falls) We are reborn Our dream since the fall of man We are reborn |
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Mad Season - Wake up
Wake up young man, it's time to wake up Your love affair has got to go For 10 long years, for 10 long years The leaves to rake up Slow suicide's no way to go, oh Blue, clouded grey You're not a crack up Dizzy and weakened by the haze Moving onward So an infection not a phase Yeah, oh The cracks and lines from where you gave up They make an easy man to read, oh For all the times you let them bleed you For a little peace from God you plead, and beg For a little peace from God you plead Ahhaahh, Yeah, Ahhaahh, Yeah, Ahhaahh, Yeah Wake up young man, wake up, wake up Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up Oh, yeah Wake up young man, it's time to wake up Your love affair has got to go, yeah For 10 long years, for 10 long years, The leaves to rake up Slow suicide's no way to go, oh Slow suicide's no way to go Wake up, wake up, wake up Wake up, wake up, wake up |
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Edited by
Pete026
on
Sun 09/21/08 05:45 PM
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Mr. Self Destruct - Nine Inch Nails
I am the voice inside your head and I control you I am the lover in your bed and I control you I am the sex that you provide and I control you I am the hate you try to hide and I control you I take you where you want to go I give you all you need to know I drag you down I use you up Mr. Self-destruct I speak religion's message clear and I control you I am denial guilt and fear and I control you I am the prayers of the naive and I control you I am the lie that you believe and I control you I take you where you want to go I give you all you need to know I drag you down I use you up Mr. Self-destruct I am the needle in your vein and I control you I am the high you can't sustain and I control you I am the pusher I'm a whore and I control you I am the need in you for more and I control you I am the bullet in the gun and I control you I am the truth from which you run and I control you I am the silencing machine and I control you I am the end of all your dreams and I control you I take you where you want to go I give you all you need to know I drag you down I use you up Mr. Self-destruct |
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"Let Me Be Myself" - 3Doors Down I guess i just got lost Bein' someone else I tried to kill the pain Nothin ever helped I left myself behind Somewhere along the way Hopin to come back around To find myself someday Lately i'm so tired of waiting for you To say that it's ok, but tell me Please, would you one time Just let me be myself So i can shine with my own light Let me be myself Would you let me be myself I'll never find my heart Behind someone else I'll never see the light of day Living in this cell It's time to make my way Into the world i knew Take back all of these times That i gave in to you Lately i'm so tired of waiting for you To say that it's ok, but tell me Please, would you one time Let me be myself So i can shine with my own light And let me be myself For a while, if you don't mind Let me be myself So i can shine with my own light Let me be myself That's all i've ever wanted from this world Is to let me be me Please would you one time Let me be myself So i can shine with my own light Let me be myself Please would you one time Let me be myself So i can shine with my own light Let me be myself For a while, if you don't mind Let me be myself So i can shine with my own light Let me be myself Would you one time... oooh Let me be myself Let me be me |
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Janie Jones
He’s in love with rock ‘n’ roll, woah He’s in love with getting stoned, woah He’s in love with Janie Jones, woah He don’t like his boring job no … He’s in love with rock ‘n’ roll, woah He’s in love with getting stoned, woah He’s in love with Janie Jones, woah He don’t like his boring job no … An’ he know what he’d got to do He knows he’s gonna have fun with you Lucky lady! But when the evening comes when his job is done He’ll be over in his car for you He’s in love with rock ‘n’ roll, woah He’s in love with getting stoned, woah He’s in love with Janie Jones, woah But he don’t like his boring job no … In the in-tray lots of work But boss at the firm always thinks he shirks Be he’s just like everyone he’s got a Ford Cortina That just won’t run without fuel Fill her up Jacko! He’s in love with rock ‘n’ roll, woah He’s in love with getting stoned, woah He’s in love with Jaine Jones, woah But he don’t like his boring job no … An’ the invoice if don’t quite fit There’s no payola in his alphabetical file ‘Cept for the government man This time he’s really gonna show the boss Gonna really let him let him know exactly how he feels It’s pretty bad! He’s in love with rock ‘n’ roll, woah He’s in love with getting stoned, woah He’s in love with Janie Jones, woah But he don’t like his boring job no … No! No! No! Let them know! Let them know! |
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Stick De Hockey
Esta noche tengo una fiesta, Buscaré algo que cazar, Mi stick de Hockey en la mano, Buscando algo que destrozar. A veces hablan en los periódicos, Del asesino que hay en la ciudad. Yo vuelvo a casa limpio de sangre... Y de complejos de culpabilidad. De crío era un niño morboso, Iba a la escuela a pelear. Mi stick de Hockey en la mano, Buscando algo que destrozar. Me llaman loco inofensivo, Se ve que no me conocen bien. Yo vuelvo a casa muy convencido... Mataré hoy y mañana también. Mamá no quiere que salga de noche, Y a mí me gusta trasnochar. ¿Cómo explicarle que soy un maniaco, Y cada noche tengo que matar? El médico dice que todo va bien. No hay que internarme, No hay peligro ni mal. Pero estando solo alguna vez Me entran ganas de matar a mamá. Esta noche tengo una fiesta, Buscaré algo que cazar, Mi stick de Hockey en la mano, Buscando algo que destrozar. A veces hablan en los periódicos, Del asesino que hay en la ciudad. Yo vuelvo a casa limpio de sangre... Y de complejos de culpabilidad. De crío era un niño morboso, Iba a la escuela a pelear. Mi stick de Hockey en la mano, Buscando algo que destrozar. Whoa! |
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Sin Llaves
La vida que espero y esperaré A la sombra en el oasis que me inventé. Como el sabio en las cumbres del saber, Soy alga en el mar de la calma; Soy tabla de mi propia salvación. Me quiero y me protego de mi misma voz. Llévame, Con mi corazón yo suelo hablar, Donde reine un tibio sol A la luz de una espiga Donde calentar Mis pies descalzos, o quizá donde andar. Quien duda , no espera Remanso en el agua fiera. Qué pienso , si siento, Anhelos del sentimiento. Mi risa , mi tiempo, Que crezcan ansiosos por enamorar. Llévame, Con mi corazón yo suelo ir, Al lugar donde nací A buscar caracolas al fondo del mar Que inunden mi paladar. Despliego mis velas que hay que partir, Ahora canta el jilgero junto al rosal. El alma remonta, quiere volar, Hoy es un gavilán en celo. Candiles de aceite habrá que encender, Pintores holandeses mis manos mancharán. En este altar antiguo que levanté A lo alto de mis horas quiero subir, Y como polen nuevo me quiero esparcir En total abandono. Candiles de aceite habrá que encender Sin llaves , a las puertas del instante estoy. |
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Pilsen
They're known as Pilsen They're full of wind and piss They're so bloody awful That they can hardy miss They're not what you call musicians Not one of them can sing Except for their old mate Ronald Biggs Who sounds too much like bing We have no special talent Except for sex and drink We'd never ever mess with drugs What would the neighbours think They like to lie around all day Doing sweet F.A. They're completely useless But somehow make it pay We rarely wash or clean our teeth For we've got horrible breath But the Punk chicks seem to like it For them the kiss of death You may have heard of the Pistols Toten Hosen and the rest But remember We are Pilsen And we are the f-ckin' best So if you ever in Argentina Or better still B.A. Come and see a Pilsen show We are giving one today They're known as Pilsen They're full of wind and piss They're so bloody awful That they can hardy miss So if you ever in Argentina Or better still B.A. Come and see a Pilsen show We are giving one today You may have heard of the Pistols Toten Hosen and the rest But remember We are Pilsen And we are the f-ckin' best You may have heard of the Pistols Toten Hosen and the rest But remember We are Pilsen And we are the f-ckin' best |
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