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my new favorite song :)
Take A Bow Rihanna How about a round of applause A standing ovation You look so dumb right now Standing outside my house Trying to apologize You’re so ugly when you cry Please, just cut it out _[Chorus]_ Don’t tell me you’re sorry cuz you’re not Baby when I know you’re only sorry you got caught But you put on quite a show You really had me going But now it’s time to go Curtain’s finally closing That was quite a show Very entertaining But it’s over now Go on and take a bow Grab your clothes and get gone You better hurry up before the sprinklers come on Talkin’ about, girl, I love you, you’re the one This just looks like the re-run Please, what else is on _[Chorus]_ And don’t tell me you’re sorry cuz you’re not Baby when I know you’re only sorry you got caught But you put on quite a show You really had me going But now it’s time to go Curtain’s finally closing That was quite a show Very entertaining But it’s over now Go on and take a bow And the award for the best liar goes to you For making me believe that you could be Faithful to me lets here your speech ohh How about a round of applause A standing ovation _[Chorus]_ But you put on quite a show You really had me going But now it’s time to go Curtain’s finally closing That was quite a show Very entertaining But it’s over now Go on and take a bow But it's over now |
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En Mi Pecho
En mi pecho, corazón, Late libre, sin temor. Déjame ser verso de amor, La devoción de un amigo. Mucho tiempo sombra fuí, En mi mismo me perdí. De tí aprendí a ser la mano que da Sin recibir, Generosa y leal. ¿Qué es la vida? absurdo trajín. Dame alma , calor. Ser tan limpios como la nieve que cae. Todo tiene quien todo da. Nada espero, nada sé, Nada tengo, sólo fe. Y donde estemos, saber estar; Aunque sea ingenuo, no codiciar. Nunca ceder ante la adversidad. Quiero tener la alegría Del que está en paz. Mis cadenas he de romper; Fuera penas, amargas como la hiel 
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Tira Para Arriba
Yo no busco lo que vos tenés, Yo no quiero hacerte ningún test, Sigo siendo un gato en la ciudad, Dame una oportunidad. Tengo a un ruso y a un yankee, Dentro de mi habitación, Que se juegan mis zapatos, y mi foto de graduación, En un Atari. Son las cuatro y no puedo dormir, Salgo a la calle a pelear por mí. Solo, me muevo bien, Y la noche me tomó por rehén. Alguien tira para abajo, Yo me trato de zafar. Alguien que grita: ¡Es de los nuestros! Alguien que lo va a golpear. Pero venga lo que venga, Para bien o mal. Tirá, tirá para arriba! tirá! Si no ves la salida, No importa mi amor, No importa: vos, tirá. Tirá, tirá para arriba! tirá! No hay horas perdidas, No aflojes mi amor, ¡No aflojes, vos tirá! Ya no podrás quejarte si no encuentras, Lo que tanto buscabas en tu corazón, Y si te agarrás los dedos, Contra una puerta pesada, Estoy seguro que tu grito Romperá los vidrios de la casa...rosada. La belleza de tu pierna, Escapándole a las sábanas, Tu sexo a la deriva, Y esa loca ilusión que algún día, Inventemos para todos, Un mundo mucho mejor. Por ahora Lola, Soplá la vela Lola, Que yo apago el televisor. Y que venga lo que venga, Para bien o mal: Tirá, tirá para arriba! tirá! Si no ves la salida, No importa mi amor, No importa: si vos, tirá. Tirá, tirá para arriba! tirá! No hay horas perdidas, No aflojes mi amor, ¡No aflojes, vos tirá! Tirá, tirá para arriba! tirá! Si no ves la salida, No aflojes mi amor, ¡No aflojes, vos tirá! Tirá, tirá para arriba! tirá! No hay horas perdidas, No importa mi amor, No importa: vos tirá. |
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Trouble-Pink
No attorneys To plead my case No opiates To send me into outta space And my fingers Are bejeweled With diamonds and gold But that ain't gonna help me now I'm trouble Yeah trouble now I'm trouble ya'll I disturb my town I'm trouble Yeah trouble now I'm trouble ya'll I got trouble in my town You think your right But you were wrong You tried to take me But I knew all along You can't take me For a ride I'm not a fool out So you better run and hide I'm trouble Yeah trouble now I'm trouble ya'll I got trouble in my town I'm trouble Yeah trouble now I'm trouble ya'll I got trouble in my town If you see me coming Down the street then You know it's time to Go (and you know it's time to go cause here comes trouble) [ Find more Lyrics at www.mp3lyrics.org/E8SB ] No attorneys To plead my case No opiates To send me into outta space And my fingers Are bejeweled With diamonds and gold But that ain't gonna help me now You think your right But you were wrong You tried to take me But I knew all along You can't take me For a ride I'm not a fool out So you better run and hide I'm trouble Yeah trouble now I'm trouble ya'll I disturb my town I'm trouble Yeah trouble now I'm trouble ya'll I got trouble in my town So if you see me coming Down the street then You know it's time to Go (go-oh-oh..I got) Trouble Yeah trouble now I'm trouble ya'll I got trouble in my town I'm trouble Yeah trouble now I'm trouble ya'll I got trouble in my town Trouble Yeah trouble now I'm trouble ya'll I got trouble in my town I'm trouble Yeah trouble now I'm trouble ya'll I got trouble in my town I got trouble in my town I got trouble in my town |
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MENSAJES EN LA RADIO
(Radio, radio) Soy un chico vulgar que se puso a jugar frente a una fábrica tomada Iré a la facultad le pregunto a mamá de que lado estaré de la alambrada y los muchachos cantan una canción que no es de amor esperan la revolución Mensajes, mensajes en la radio (radio) Mensajes, mensajes en la radio (radio) Estoy loco por vos no lo puedo negar pero estar tan mal acostumbrada te la podes pasar tirada en un sofá con la cabeza en el walkman pegada Mientras las madres marchan haciendo un paso militar todo sigue igual Mensajes, mensajes en la radio (radio) Mensajes, mensajes en la radio (radio) Si te pudiera amar sin culpas en libertad como romperle la cara a la vida los cielos se abrirán los pueblos quemaran todas sus banderas ese día Mientras los chicos cantan una canción de fe y amor esperan la revolución En la radio, en la radio Mensajes, mensajes en la radio (radio) Mensajes, mensajes en la radio (radio) |
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Face in the Crowd by Tom Petty
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City Sleeps - Not An Angel
I will be waiting right here Only to roam When the bells chime like there is no tomorrow (and you're gonna take me home) Never gonna ever gonna belong to another, no Never gonna ever gonna belong to another, no Leave me alone I am not an angel yet My candle shines at night time through the dawn But my darling you have fallen and don't belong (and I can't carry on) My candle shines without a doubt But the wind in your wings blows them out And for my arms it is too late And your wings are gonna have to wait Leave me alone I am not an angel yet Leave me alone I am not an angel yet Not an angel yet Never gonna ever gonna belong to another, no My candle shines without a doubt But the wind in your wings blows them out And for my arms it is too late And your wings are gonna have to wait Leave me alone I am not an angel yet (not an angel yet) Leave me alone I am not an angel yet Leave me alone I am not an angel yet (not an angel yet) Leave me alone I am not an angel yet Not an angel yet |
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John Mayer - Say
Take out of your wasted honor Every little past frustration Take all your so called problems Better put 'em in quotations Say what you need to say (x7) Say what you need to saaaay... Walking like a one man army Fighting with the shadows in your head Living out the same old moment Knowing you'd be better off instead If you could only Say what you need to say (x7) Say what you need to saaay... Have no fear For giving in Have no fear For getting over You better know that in the end It's better to say too much Then never to say what you need to say again Even if your hands are shaking And your faith is broken Even as the eyes are closing Do it with a heart wide open... wide... Say what you need to say (x7) Say what you need to Say what you need to Say what you need to say... |
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Saving Jane- Girl Next Door.
Small town homecoming queen She’s the star in this scene There’s no way to deny she’s lovely Perfect skin, perfect hair Perfumed hearts everywhere Tell myself that inside she’s ugly Maybe I’m just jealous-I can’t help but hate her Secretly I wonder if my boyfriend wants to date her She is the prom queen, I’m in the marching band She is a cheerleader, I’m sitting in the stands She gets the top bunk, I’m sleeping on the floor She’s Miss America And I’m just the girl next door Senior class president She must be heaven sent She was never the last one standing A backseat debutante Everything that you want Never too harsh or too demanding Maybe I’ll admit it, I’m a little bitter Everybody loves her, but I just wanna hit her… She is the prom queen, I’m in the marching band She is a cheerleader, I’m sitting in the stands She gets the top bunk, I’m sleeping on the floor She’s Miss America And I’m just the girl next door And I’m just the girl next door I don’t know why I’m feeling sorry for myself Spend all my time wishing that I was someone else She is the prom queen, I’m in the marching band She is a cheerleader, I’m sitting in the stands I get a little bit, she gets a little more She’s Miss America And I’m just the girl next door |
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Depeche Mode - Precious
Precious and fragile things Need special handling My God what have we done to you We always tried to share The tenderest of care Now look what we have put you through Things get damaged Things get broken I thought we'd manage But words left unspoken Left us so brittle There was so little left to give Angels with silver wings Shoundn't know suffering I wish I could take the pain for you If God has a master plan That only he understands I hope it's your eyes He's seeing through Things get damaged Things get broken I thought we'd manage But words left unspoken Left us so brittle There was so litte left to give I pray you learn to trust Have faith in both of us And keep room in your hearts for two Things get damaged Things get broken I thought we'd manage But words left unspoken Left us so brittle There was so little left to give |
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Funker Vogt - History
They were fighting for land in earlier days Wanted to extend their living space They were fighting for their faith a thousand years Call it holy war - it's the sum of your fears They are fighting for oil at the present time Want to supress all of these crimes Fighting goes on in the next decade It will never stop until it's too late History repeats itself The war will soon begin It's already ten to twelve We are almost within They fight for water not far from today A limited resource after the decay They were fighting for land in earlier days Thought they were a superior race History repeats itself The war will soon begin It's already ten to twelve We are almost within A new war just started to avenge their nation The war against terror - our new obligation We are in a tunnelwith no light aat the end The war is not over, There is more to defend History repeats itself The war will soon begin It's already ten twelve We are almost within |
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Carolina Drama by The Raconteurs My fave song right now I’m not sure if there’s a point to this story But I’m going to tell it again So many other people try to tell the tale Not one of them knows the end It was a junk-house in South Carolina Held a boy the age of ten Along with his older brother Billy And a mother and her boyfriend Who was a triple loser with some blue tattoos That were given to him when he was young And a drunk temper that was easy to lose And thank god he didn’t own a gun Well, Billy woke up in the back of his truck Took a minute to open his eyes He took a peep into the back of the house And found himself a big surprise He didn’t see his brother but there was his mother With her red-headed head in her hands While the boyfriend had his gloves wrapped around an old priest Trying to choke the man Ah Ah Ahhh... Billy looked up from the window to the truck Threw up, and had to struggle to stand He saw that red-necked bastard with a hammer Turn the priest into a shell of a man The priest was putting up the fight of his life But he was old and he was bound to lose The boyfriend hit as hard as he could And knocked the priest right down to his shoes Well, now Billy knew but never actually met The preacher lying there in the room He heard himself say, "That must be my daddy" Then he knew what he was gonna do Billy got up enough courage, took it up And grabbed the first blunt thing he could find It was a cold, glass bottle of milk That got delivered every morning at nine Ah Ah Ahhh... Billy broke in and saw the blood on the floor, and He turned around and put the lock on the door He looked dead into the boyfriend’s eye His mother was a ghost, too upset to cry, then He took a step toward the man on the ground From his mouth trickled out a little audible sound He heard the boyfriend shout, "Get out!" And Billy said, "Not till I know what this is all about" "Well, this preacher here was attacking your mama" But Billy knew just who was starting the drama So Billy took dead aim at his face And smashed the bottle on the man who left his dad in disgrace, and The white milk dripped down with the blood, and the Boyfriend fell down dead for good Right next to the preacher who was gasping for air And Billy shouted, "Daddy, why’d you have to come back here?" His mama reached behind the sugar and honey, and Pulled out an envelope filled with money "Your daddy gave us this," she collapsed in tears "He’s been paying all the bills for years" "Mama, let’s put this body underneath the trees and put Daddy in the truck and head to Tennessee" Just then, his little brother came in Holding the milk man’s hat and a bottle of gin singing, La la la la, la la la la, yeah La la la la, la la la la, yeah La la la la, la la la la, yeah La la la, la la la... La la la la, la la la la, yeah La la la la, la la la la, yeah La la la la, la la la la, yeah La la la, la la la... La la la la, la la la la, yeah La la la la, la la la la, yeah La la la la, la la la la, yeah La la la la, la la la la, yeah Well now you heard another side to the story But you wanna know how it ends? If you must know, the truth about the tale Go and ask the milkman |
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I Enjoy Being A Boy
I live in a cucumber castle On the banks of a cranberry sea And starfish dance under my drawbridge And blackbirds make nests in my tree I enjoy being a boy, in love with you I enjoy being a boy in love with you In love with you girl, oh yeah I live in a purple plum mansion In the mist of a strawberry stream And mellifluous bells ring out softly From a hill of vanilla fudge cream I enjoy being a boy, in love with you I enjoy being a boy in love with you In love with you girl, oh yeah Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala Baby i enjoy being a boy, in love with you I enjoy being a boy in love with you In love with you girl, oh yeah Baby i enjoy being a boy, in love with you I enjoy being a boy in love with you In love with you girl, oh yeah
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Becoming The Bull By Atreyu
Come on!!! Grab the bull by the horns the old addage goes. nobody tells you where to go from there. I see whats grateful in you. Decisions have to be made. The worse part is the hardest earned. Back and forth the struggle consumes us all. Trying to keep a level head. In the most unsettling of times. Today I'll become the bull. There is so much at steak. I'll stumble I'll loose my place. Crowded in while surrounded by sin. Destiny takes its hold. Find it or let it go. But I choose how it ends we'll end. chorus This small heart can get lonely. I lose myself inside myself. No one can touch you when you're outside staring in. Remove myself from this pride race. chorus Today I'll become the bull |
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Edited by
Drew07_2
on
Thu 04/24/08 06:14 AM
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This song cracks me up--the sarcasm couldn't be any more obvious.
"I Want To Conquer The World" by Bad Religion Hey Brother Christian with your high and mighty errand, Your actions speak so loud, I can't hear a word you're saying. Hey Sister Bleeding Heart with all of your compassion, Your labors soothe the hurt but can't assuage temptation. Hey man of science with your perfect rules of measure, Can you improve this place with the data that you gather? Hey Mother Mercy can your loins bear fruit forever? Is your fecundity a trammel or a treasure? And I want to conquer the world, Give all the idiots a brand new religion, Put an end to poverty, uncleanliness and toil, Promote equality in all my decisions With a quick wink of the eye And a "God you must be joking!" Hey Mr. Diplomat with your worldly aspirations, Did you see your children cry when you left them at the station? Hey moral soldier you've got righteous proclamation, And precious tomes to fuel your pulpy conflagrations. And I want to conquer the world, Give all the idiots a brand new religion, Put an end to poverty, uncleanliness and toil, Promote equality in all of my decisions I want to conquer the world, Expose the culprits and feed them to the children, I'll do away with air pollution and then all save the whales, We'll have peace on earth and global communion. I want to conquer the world! [x4] |
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Remember When - Alan Jackson
Remember when I was young and so were you and time stood still and love was all we knew You were the first, so was I We made love and then you cried Remember when Remember when we vowed the vows and walked the walk Gave our hearts, made the start, it was hard We lived and learned, life threw curves There was joy, there was hurt Remember when Remember when old ones died and new were born And life was changed, disassembled, rearranged We came together, fell apart And broke each other's hearts Remember when Remember when the sound of little feet was the music We danced to week to week Brought back the love, we found trust Vowed we'd never give it up Remember when Remember when thirty seemed so old Now lookn' back it's just a steppin' stone To where we are, Where we've been Said we'd do it all again Remember when Remember when we said when we turned gray When the children grow up and move away We won't be sad, we'll be glad For all the life we've had And we'll remember when |
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THE FRAY LYRICS
"How To Save A Life" Step one you say we need to talk He walks you say sit down it's just a talk He smiles politely back at you You stare politely right on through Some sort of window to your right As he goes left and you stay right Between the lines of fear and blame And you begin to wonder why you came Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend Somewhere along in the bitterness And I would have stayed up with you all night Had I known how to save a life Let him know that you know best Cause after all you do know best Try to slip past his defense Without granting innocence Lay down a list of what is wrong The things you've told him all along And pray to God he hears you And pray to God he hears you Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend Somewhere along in the bitterness And I would have stayed up with you all night Had I known how to save a life As he begins to raise his voice You lower yours and grant him one last choice Drive until you lose the road Or break with the ones you've followed He will do one of two things He will admit to everything Or he'll say he's just not the same And you'll begin to wonder why you came Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend Somewhere along in the bitterness And I would have stayed up with you all night Had I known how to save a life How to save a life How to save a life |
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A little respect
erasure I try to discover A little something to make me sweeter Oh baby refrain from breaking my heart Im so in love with you Ill be forever blue That you give me no reason Why youre making me work so hard That you give me no That you give me no That you give me no That you give me no Soul, I hear you calling Oh baby please give a little respect to me And if I should falter Would you open your arms out to me We can make love not war And live at peace in our hearts Im so in love with you Ill be forever blue What religion or reason Could drive a man to forsake his lover Dont you tell me no Dont you tell me no Dont you tell me no Dont you tell me no Soul, I hear you calling Oh baby please give a little respect to me Im so in love with you Ill be forever blue That you give me no reason You know youre making me work so hard That you give me no That you give me no That you give me no That you give me no Soul, I hear you calling Oh baby please give a little respect to me Soul, I hear you calling Oh baby please give a little respect to me |
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 Wuthering Heights
Out on the wiley, windy moors We'd roll and fall in green You had a temper, like my jealousy Too hot, too greedy How could you leave me? When I needed to possess you I hated you, I loved you too Bad dreams in the night They told me I was going to lose the fight Leave behind my wuthering, wuthering Wuthering Heights. Heathcliff, it's me, Cathy come home I'm so cold, let me in-a-your window Oh it gets dark, it gets lonely On the other side from you I pine alot, I find the lot Falls through without you I'm coming back love, cruel Heathcliff My only one dream, my only master Too long I roam in the night I'm coming back to his side to put it right I'm coming home to wuthering, wuthering Wuthering Heights Oh let me have it, let me grab your soul away Oh let me have it, let me grab your soul away You know it's me, Cathy |
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Hard Rain
Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son? Oh, where have you been, my darling young one? I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains, I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways, I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests, I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans, I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard, And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard, And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall. Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son? Oh, what did you see, my darling young one? I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it, I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin', I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin', I saw a white ladder all covered with water, I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken, I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children, And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall. And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son? And what did you hear, my darling young one? I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin', Heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world, Heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin', Heard ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin', Heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin', Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter, Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley, And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall. Oh, who did you meet, my blue-eyed son? Who did you meet, my darling young one? I met a young child beside a dead pony, I met a white man who walked a black dog, I met a young woman whose body was burning, I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow, I met one man who was wounded in love, I met another man who was wounded with hatred, And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall. Oh, what'll you do now, my blue-eyed son? Oh, what'll you do now, my darling young one? I'm a-goin' back out 'fore the rain starts a-fallin', I'll walk to the depths of the deepest black forest, Where the people are many and their hands are all empty, Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters, Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison, Where the executioner's face is always well hidden, Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten, Where black is the color, where none is the number, And I'll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it, And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it, Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin', But I'll know my song well before I start singin', And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall |
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