Favorite Lyrics?

[MalaCloudy Black]

Styles P's "I'm Black"

Feat. Floetry)

(I'm Black)

Whether I'm poor or rich, or rich or poor

Though its all the same shit

(I'm Black)

Even though my skins kind of light

That means my ancestors was raped by somebody white

(I'm Black)

So I like to sing dance and crack jokes

Eat good food and be around black folks

(I'm Black)

Sort of like the Holys on Sundays

Drink all night and still go to work monday

(I'm Black)

So I like the kids looking real nice

Cuz I've been poor and I know what it feels like

(I'm Black)

And I'ma say it loud like James Brown

People be proud cuz we all up in the game now

(I'm Black)

And I'ma hold my right fist real high

Might see my man and we might get real high

(I'm Black)

And I know it, and I aint afraid to show it

(I'm Black)

And I'm the genius in the motherfuckin Poet

You know it

(Ohh Ohhh)

Chorus (Floetry)

So proud to be just who I'am

So proud to say that I'm me...

So proud to be just who I'am

So proud to be so free (IM BLACK)

So proud to say that I made it

(I'm Black)

The one who struggled in the hatred

(I'm Black

And I'm not afraid to say it

(I'm Black..Cuz I know I'm Sinking)

(I'm Black)

So I gotta heart full of bravery

Do for my peoplez that went through Slavery

(I'm Black)

So you know I'm young in the sports

Nintey percent chance I get hung in the Court

(I'm Black)

Don't you be scared of me Mister

Cuz you don't really seem to be scared of my sister

(I'm Black)

And I can ride first class too

Or buy an exotic car and like murk past you

(I'm Black)

And I don't need a tan in the winter

Mind strong and powerful now a cypher can't enter

(I'm Black)

And I don't need jewelry to shine

Look in my skin color is like the jewelry is blind

(I'm Black)

They focus on the negative attention

Do something positive, and never get mentioned

(I'm Black)

Listen it's a fact, original man

I wouldn't change it if I could and thats that

Chorus(Floetry)

So proud to be just who I'am

So proud to say that I'm me...

So proud to be just who I'am

So proud to be so free

(I'm Black)

So proud to say that I made it

(I'm Black)

The one who struggled in the hatred

(I'm Black)

And I'm not afraid to say it

(I'm Black)

(I'm Black...I'm Black...Ohh...Yeah...Yeah)

(I'm Black)

Even with a caramel complextion

Look in the mirror see Malcolm and Martin reflection

(I'm Black)

Just like the PANTHERS, looking for an answer

It's prejudice shit is like a cancer

(I'm Black)

Look in my eyes the wall can't get pulled over

Look in my cars and stay gettin pulled over

(I'm Black)

Me the public enemies number one

Government looking in the hood sending in the gun

(I'm Black)

I grew up off the good time show

Drink liquor smoke weed and let the good times roll

(I'm Black)

I live for my wife and my seeds

And my mom with a bond only God can acceed

(I'm Black)

I got to show my homeboys love

First thing you learnt in the hood is homeboy love

(I'm Black)

And I'm mad if I ain't nuthin else

(I'm Black)

I'm beautiful and I love myself (Say together)

YEAH! (Love myself...Ohh yeah)

Chorus(Floetry)

So proud to be just who I'am

So proud to say that I'm me...

So proud to be just who I'am

So proud to be so free

(I'm Black)

So proud to say that I made it

(I'm Black)

The one who struggled in the hatred

(I'm Black)

And I'm not afraid to say it

(I'm Black)

(I'm Black...I'm Black...Yeah)

Immortal Technique's "Bin Laden" Remxi ft. KRS-One & Chuck D...Apologies in advance for the Caps, I pulled it off I.T.'s forums, from some moderator's post or something.

Al Sharpton:

I want the world to know you wont beat us.

Because we're the children of those who took the worst fall

of slavery and brutality that ever lived, that ever existed.

Our parents, survived the middle passage

Only that are strong got here and then we lost our name, our culture, our religion

and were still here...

So you may have a moment for that victory Mr. Bush

but you dont know who we are...

IT:

I PLEDGE NO ALLEGIANCE, FUCK THE PRESIDENTS SPEECHES,

WHAT THE INDUSTRY DID TO PAC THEY DID TO JESUS,

RAPING HIS VOCALS AND THEN DESTROYING THE MESSAGE,

TRYNA DEPORT US IF THEY CAN'T DESTROY & ARREST US,

GOVERNMENT FRONT RELIGIOUS BUT THEY HEART IS EMPTY,

LIKE A TELEVAGELIST PREACHING OUT OF HIS BENTLEY,

CALLING ABORTION MURDER IN A MEDICAL BUILDING

BUT DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT BOMBIN IRAQI CHILDREN, (KRS1: Speak!!!)

TALKING LIKE EUNUCS IN A FUCKING LIBRETTO,

LOOK AT THEY MANSIONS AND LOOK AT YOUR SUBURBAN GHETTO,

THE GULAG THE NEW HOOD WHERE THEY SEND US TO LIVE,

CUZ THEY DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT NONE OF OUR KIDS,

THAT'S WHY BLACKS AND LATINOS GET THE WORST EDUCATION,

WHILE DEVILS RUN AMERICA LIKE "BIRTH OF A NATION",

AFFIRMATIVE ACTION AIN'T REVERSE DISCRIMINATION,

THAT SHIT IS A PATHETIC EXCUSE FOR REPARATIONS* (Chuck D: C'mon)

(Chorus x2)

Chuck D:

Bin Laden didn't blow up the projects (Never, Never)

KRS 1:

It was you nigga! It was you!

Chuck D & KRS 1:

Bush knocked down the towers

KRS1:

It was you nigga! it was you muthafucka

IT:

THEY SAY THAT TERRORISM REVOLVES AROUND THE QUR'AN,

BUT THAT'S STUPID I'LL SHOW YOU WHY IT'S TOTALLY WRONG,

CUZ IF THIS COUNTRY WAS INVADED AND CRUMBLED,

I'D TURN HARLEM INTO A COLOMBIAN JUNGLE,

AND I WOULDN'T BE FIGHTIN FOR A CHRISTIAN NATION,

I'D BE FIGHTING FOR SURVIVAL FROM EXTERMINATION,

I WOULDN'T FIGHT FOR FOX NEWS THEM RACIST NIGGAZ, (racist...)

I'D BE FIGHTIN' FOR THE HOOD FOR THE FACELESS NIGGAZ, (faceless...)

FOR THE IMMIGRANTS AMERICA LOVES TO DESPISE,

EVEN THOUGH IT NEEDS EM TO MAKE THE ECONOMY RISE,

THE FEED US // GENETICALLY /// MODIFIED // GARBAGE,

SO I REPETITIVELY //RELOAD THE CARTRIDGE,

BOSTON // NEW YORK // DOWN TO ATLANTA,

GUERILLA WAR IN THE SWAMPS OF LOUISIANA,

CAMERA PANORAMAS OF HAMMERS COULDN'T ROCK ME,

EAST COAST TO WEST COAST YOU CAN' STOP ME,

AND FUCK SCHWARZENEGGER HIS POPS WAS A NAZI,

AND IT RUNS IN THE FAMILY, SO RUN FOR THE GRAMMYS,

RUN TO THE COON PICNIC AND TRY TO PICK UP A MAMMI,

BUT HALF YA'LL ARE FAGGOTS TRYNA PICK UP A TRANNY,

EDDIE MURPHY ASS MUTHAFUCKAZ GOING COMMERCIAL,

EVEN INTERSCOPE IS GETTING PIMPED BY UNIVERSAL,

GREEN TUTENKAMEN LANTERN WILL CURSE YOU AND MIRK YOU,

BUT THE BIN LADEN SLUSH FUND REMIX JUST BURNT YOU*

(Chorus x2)

Chuck D:

Bin Laden didn't blow up the projects

KRS 1:

it was you nigga! it was you!

Chuck D & KRS 1:

Bush knocked odwn the towers

KRS1:

it was you nigga! it was you muthafucka

KRS1:

Bush knocked down the towers

it was you devil

it was you

I said bush knocked down the towers

it was you devil

it was you

IT:

We know all about your CIA money Bin Laden

You fake Muthafucka

KRS1:

I said Bush knocked down the towers

it was you devil

it was you

IT:

Immortal Technique

KRS 1, Chuck D,

Green Lantern on the track muthafucka

They still lyin' to us muthafucka...

ChuckD : Media turnin the whole public robotic...

IT:

Yeah... Believe Dat.

[Guest George]

This is hard :s, so I'll post my favorite lyric of my favorite lyricisit.

They're selling postcards of the hanging

They're painting the passports brown

The beauty parlor is filled with sailors

The circus is in town

Here comes the blind commissioner

They've got him in a trance

One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker

The other is in his pants

And the riot squad they're restless

They need somewhere to go

As Lady and I look out tonight

From Desolation Row

Cinderella, she seems so easy

"It takes one to know one," she smiles

And puts her hands in her back pockets

Bette Davis style

And in comes Romeo, he's moaning

"You Belong to Me I Believe"

And someone says," You're in the wrong place, my friend

You´d better leave"

And the only sound that's left

After the ambulances go

Is Cinderella sweeping up

On Desolation Row

Now the moon is almost hidden

The stars are beginning to hide

The fortunetelling lady

Has even taken all her things inside

All except for Cain and Abel

And the hunchback of Notre Dame

Everybody is making love

Or else expecting rain

And the Good Samaritan, he's dressing

He's getting ready for the show

He's going to the carnival tonight

On Desolation Row

Now Ophelia, she's 'neath the window

For her I feel so afraid

On her twenty-second birthday

She already is an old maid

To her, death is quite romantic

She wears an iron vest

Her profession's her religion

Her sin is her lifelessness

And though her eyes are fixed upon

Noah's great rainbow

She spends her time peeking

Into Desolation Row

Einstein, disguised as Robin Hood

With his memories in a trunk

Passed this way an hour ago

With his friend, a jealous monk

He looked so immaculately frightful

As he bummed a cigarette

Then he went off sniffing drainpipes

And reciting the alphabet

Now you would not think to look at him

But he was famous long ago

For playing the electric violin

On Desolation Row

Dr. Filth, he keeps his world

Inside of a leather cup

But all his sexless patients

They're trying to blow it up

Now his nurse, some local loser

She's in charge of the cyanide hole

And she also keeps the cards that read

"Have Mercy on His Soul"

They all play on penny whistles

You can hear them blow

If you lean your head out far enough

From Desolation Row

Across the street they've nailed the curtains

They're getting ready for the feast

The Phantom of the Opera

A perfect image of a priest

They're spoonfeeding Casanova

To get him to feel more assured

Then they'll kill him with self-confidence

After poisoning him with words

And the Phantom's shouting to skinny girls

"Get Outa Here If You Don't Know

Casanova is just being punished for going

To Desolation Row"

Now at midnight all the agents

And the superhuman crew

Come out and round up everyone

That knows more than they do

Then they bring them to the factory

Where the heart-attack machine

Is strapped across their shoulders

And then the kerosene

Is brought down from the castles

By insurance men who go

Check to see that nobody is escaping

To Desolation Row

Praise be to Nero's Neptune

The Titanic sails at dawn

And everybody's shouting

"Which Side Are You On?"

And Ezra Pound and T. S. Eliot

Fighting in the captain's tower

While calypso singers laugh at them

And fishermen hold flowers

Between the windows of the sea

Where lovely mermaids flow

And nobody has to think too much

About Desolation Row

Yes, I received your letter yesterday

(About the time the door knob broke)

When you asked how I was doing

Was that some kind of joke?

All these people that you mention

Yes, I know them, they're quite lame

I had to rearrange their faces

And give them all another name

Right now I can't read too good

Don't send me no more letters no

Not unless you mail them

From Desolation Row

[Liam]

As I assume you mean whole songs, rather than just bits of songs:

The Smiths - How Soon Is Now?

I am the son

And the heir

Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar

I am the son and heir

Of nothing in particular

You shut your mouth

How can you say

I go about things the wrong way ?

I am Human and I need to be loved

Just like everybody else does

I am the son

And the heir

Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar

I am the son and heir

Oh, of nothing in particular

You shut your mouth

How can you say

I go about things the wrong way ?

I am Human and I need to be loved

Just like everybody else does

There's a club, if you'd like to go

You could meet somebody who really loves you

So you go, and you stand on your own

And you leave on your own

And you go home, and you cry

And you want to die

When you say it's gonna happen "now"

Well, when exactly do you mean ?

See I've already waited too long

And all my hope is gone

You shut your mouth

How can you say

I go about things the wrong way ?

I am Human and I need to be loved

Just like everybody else does

Depeche Mode - Little 15

Little fifteen

You help her forget

The world outside

You're not part of it yet

And if you could drive

You could drive her away

To a happier place

To a happier day

That exists in your mind

And in your smile

She could escape there

Just for a while

Little fifteen

Little fifteen

Why take the smooth with the rough

When things run smooth

It's already more than enough

She knows your mind

Is not yet in league

With the rest of the world

And its little intrigues

Do you understand

Do you know what she means

As time goes by

And when you've seen what she's seen... you will

Little fifteen

Little fifteen

Why does she have to defend

Her feelings inside

Why pretend

She's not had a life

A life of near misses

Now all that she wants

Is three little wishes

She wants to see with your eyes

She wants to smile with your smile

She wants a nice surprise

Every once in a while

She wants to see with your eyes

She wants to smile with your smile

She wants a nice surprise

Every once in a while

Little fifteen

Jeff Buckley - Last Goodbye

This is our last goodbye

I hate to feel the love between us die

But it's over

Just hear this and then i'll go

You gave me more to live for

More than you'll ever know

This is our last embrace

Must I dream and always see your face

Why can't we overcome this wall

Well, maybe it's just because i didn't know you at all

Kiss me, please kiss me

But kiss me out of desire, babe, and not consolation

You know it makes me so angry 'cause i know that in time

I'll only make you cry, this is our last goodbye

Did you say "no, this can't happen to me,"

And did you rush to the phone to call

Was there a voice unkind in the back of your mind

Saying maybe you didn't know him at all

You didn't know him at all, oh, you didn't know

Well, the bells out in the church tower chime

Burning clues into this heart of mine

Thinking so hard on her soft eyes and the memories

Offer signs that it's over... it's over

Tool - Parabola

We barely remember who or what came before this precious moment

We are choosing to be here right now, hold on, stay inside

This holy reality

This holy experience, choosing to be here in

This body

This body holding me

Be my reminder here that

I am not alone in

This body

This body holding me

Feeling eternal, all this

Pain is an illusion

Alive!

In this holy reality

In this holy experience, choosing to be here in

This body

This body holding me

Be my reminder here that

I am not alone in

This body

This body holding me

Feeling eternal, all this

Pain is an illusion

Swirling round with this familiar parable

Spinning, weaving round each new experience

Recognize this as a holy gift and

Celebrate this chance to be

Alive and breathing, the chance to be

Alive and breathing

This body holding me reminds me of my own mortality

Embrace this moment, remember: we are eternal, all this pain is an illusion

Meat Puppets - Oh, Me

If I had to lose a mile.

If i had to touch feelings.

I would lose my soul

the way I do.

I don't have to think,

I only have to do it.

The results are always perfect.

And that's old news.

Would you like to hear my voice,

sprinkled with emotion,

invented at your birth?

I can't see the end of me.

My whole expanse I cannot see.

I formulate infinity,

and store it deep inside me.

(Chorus)

So as not to make my post much longer, I also love the lyrics for The Cure - Inbetween Days, A Perfect Circle - Judith, Smashing Pumpkins - Disarm and Alice In Chains - Would?.

Also, I chose one song from each band...most of these bands/artists I love lyrically in general.

KINDA EDIT: I just previewed it to see what it looked like, and George got in thier with the JB love already...bastard

Edited May 9, 2005 by rvdwannabe

[Death Before Dishonor]

"Comfortably Numb" - Pink Floyd

Hello.

Is there anybody in there?

Just nod if you can hear me.

Is there anyone home?

Come on, now.

I hear you’re feeling down.

Well I can ease your pain,

Get you on your feet again.

Relax.

I need some information first.

Just the basic facts:

Can you show me where it hurts?

There is no pain, you are receding.

A distant ship’s smoke on the horizon.

You are only coming through in waves.

Your lips move but I can’t hear what you’re sayin’.

When I was a child I had a fever.

My hands felt just like two balloons.

Now I got that feeling once again.

I can’t explain, you would not understand.

This is not how I am.

I have become comfortably numb.

Ok.

Just a little pinprick. [ping]

There’ll be no more --aaaaaahhhhh!

But you may feel a little sick.

Can you stand up?

I do believe it’s working. good.

That’ll keep you going for the show.

Come on it’s time to go.

There is no pain, you are receding.

A distant ship’s smoke on the horizon.

You are only coming through in waves.

Your lips move but I can’t hear what you’re sayin’.

When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse,

Out of the corner of my eye.

I turned to look but it was gone.

I cannot put my finger on it now.

The child is grown, the dream is gone.

I have become comfortably numb.

[Bushmeister]

"Keeping A Clean Kennel" by Agoraphobic Nosebleed

If your ass is in this house it's my ass.

[SlickNick187]

Canibus - Poet Laureate II

[sampled Intro: same outro from Poet Laureate]

Uhh I dont understand how a writer could ever get writer's block, so called

My problem is having too much.. and being unable to get it down...

[Canibus]

Yo, why is the ripper so ill?

That would be a unpardonable breach of confidence for me to reveal!

He said "One of these days, all eyes would be on me

when they look up in the sky and see the neon C"

Rhymes inscribed on a nickel disk encased

in glass with an ion beam for longevity

For more then 10 centuries, impressions and memories

the first time the machine inventor will mention me

Canibus was a visionary indeed

he believed light could travel in multiples of C

The organic supercomputer that solved the mysteries

of Clan Calusa with 2 blue metric rulers

Liked Cool J, but thought Stephen J. Gould was cooler

and he never liked to propagate rumors

Smoked Canary Island cigars

liked America, luxury cars and beautiful Asian broads

He had a strong mind, he used to philosophize

about rhymes while he was pruning his Banzai

He claimed that he had written the greatest rhyme of all time

but he would never take it out his archives

He wrote 2 songs per day

and was constantly was experimenting with his wordplay

In his youth he did a report on the Sloan Digital Sky survey

he got an F but he deserved an A

I followed his career from the first day

it seemed the lack of support contributed to his inert ways

I seen him pull in 24 hour workdays

with deferred pay, undeterred by the word "shame"

Public humiliation was the worst pain

he was spinnin out of control like a class 5 hurricane

He said he wouldn't want another MC to suffer the same

Especially when there's nothing to gain

He was the illest alive but nobody would face it

he spit till his toungue was too torched to taste, it

properly funded corporations carbon dated his latest creations

to extract the information

They found it utterly amazing

they claimed the body of his work was the same thing as a priceless painting

Never mattered to him, the art galleries hated him

cause Thomas K.K. called, said he would take 10

Complete enigmas wrapped in puzzles encrypted in language

with sound but without shape or signature

Kept files in his garage, on MS-DOS

in a fire-proof pod, he thought it was odd

Outside there was a shed with an Oppenheimer lock

he apparently kept more wax then Madame Tussaud's

We were in total awe, cause it blew our minds

so many rhymes that were intricately designed

He WAS Poet Laureate of his time

and if you dont mind, Id like to share some of his rhymes

[*beat switches*]

Alone in my room, looking thru the 32X telescope zoom

adjusting the focus of the moon

One should not assume the philosophy of David Hume

is nothing more then a subjective conclusion

What is the maximum field rate application?

the run away glaciation surrounding the ocean basin

affects the population, fluctuation

on a continuous basis but thats just the basics

The juxtaposition of Canibus's position

the precision something no other has written

Way above and beyond what was intended

the unparallel Malleable annunciation of a sentence

You didnt go to college obviously

I can tell by your ungodly unintelligible terminology

A remarkable odyssey, the rhymes of modern speeds

when the brain orders the body not to breathe

Incompetency is not up to speed, you not in my league

you couldnt possibly be hotter then me

Or oppositely your minus 25 degrees, you'd squeeze

but the condensation makes rifle barrels freeze

Allow me to speak figuratively, nigga please

my intellectual properties are about the size of Greece

Your counselor advised you not to speak

my counselor advised me to keep rhymin until they stopped the beat

In the words of Joseph Heller, "I learned how to write better"

even though it sort of urked me

He said he didnt understand the process of the imagination

but he felt he was at its mercy

Which exploits my point perfectly and certainly reinforces

the reason why nobody's probably ever heard of me

Couldnt understand what I mean by ill

unless you try to translate what I print to film

This is the line of will, the circle of time

the cycle of eternity, the emergence of 1 line

Academic phonetics render critics tounge-tied

Ive personified dry humor of cum-laude alumni

A wise man sees failure as progress

a fool divorces his knowledge and misses the logic

And loses his soul in the process

obsessed with nonsense with a caricature that has no content

My style is masterful, multi-lateral

I could battle a fool and be naturally cruel

Words of scourn are a disasterous tool

from an existentialist's view, I'm a better rapper then you

Grab the mic and rip your physical fabric in 2

my attitude is fucked up but abrogable

Different methods interpreted into different forms

from entirely different perceptions and seen from different norms

Not to spit in the palm theres much more involved

theres much more pieces of the puzzle for you to solve

48 orders of mechanical laws

and rays of creational cause, enhance the cadence of my bars

Maybe I am self-obsorbed

but thats the effect, to find the cause you should ask my A&R

Today is what it is, but only because yesterday was what it was

permitting you heard of Beezlebub

A tale of demons and drugs, pissy drunk in the club

with the DJ doing the needle rub

Chances are you'll never see me son

yeah I know my names Canibus but I cant help you if you need a dub

[*beat switches*]

I came to holla at some big booty bitches

and listen to the speakers thump, where you get conceited from?

Im so nice on the mic, they wanna beat me up

its deep as fuck, I aint seen it all but ive seen enough

Really unbelievable stuff

theres a lot of times where I wanna speak but I'm stuck

I should leave this rap shit alone

and kick my incredible in rhymes in the privacy of my own home

My imagination is my own

delibity to speak to freely lyrically on the microphone

Wit a pen in my hand, I bring motion to the enyogram

and become "Cani-millenia man"

Grave my back with the emperor's stamp

been spittin scientific rap since the 17th century began

Tryna' escape the wicked empire of Def Jam

and the land where lyrics are bland and heretics hang

Every warrior has an axe to bury

but he has to learn to discern between enemy and adversary

I said to myself, "Germaine this is insane

It's suicide its controlled flight into terrain"

I fought to regain, control of the plain, but went up in a ball of flames

and got banned from the hip-hop hall of fame

For two bars I kept hearin in my head

over and over again, it cost me everything

[*beat changes back to the original beat*]

I'm convinced now that more then truth is at stake

Where people create language that pretends to communicate

Euphamisms are misundertood as mistakes

but its a bi-product of the ghetto music we make

From an extroverted point of view I think its to late

Hip Hop has never been the same since '88

Since it became a lucrative profession as a misconception

in the movement in any direction as progression

Even though of the potency of it lessens

big money industries writing checks to suppress the question

And nobody gives a fuck no more, no one goes to the book store

ever since the influence of Moore's Law

But I stay in the lab, like Niels Bohr

his son Aage, Edward Lawrence, and Leo Szilard

Lyrically I take rap music and turn the knob

to the right full throttle and added panache

Why would I argue with my own conscience over the truth?

That's like me telling myself don't tell me what to do

Dialysis and analyses of battle MC's

sometimes I say things I myself can't believe

My lyrical is so skillfully eliptical

I can understand how it makes you miserable

You wonder why I never let you play your beats for me

or why I keep my studio shrouded in secrecy

You wonder whats my infatuation with Alicia Keyes

"Canibus why dont you speak to me?"

Yo, I meant it when I said no one can shine on a song that features me

That's why I said it so vehemently

You need to replace the hate with respect

I'm probably the best yet, Poet Laureate!!!

[sampled outro]

Generally I take.. I go with the given..

ya know with what comes to me .. over the celestial wireless ..

whenever it comes, you're lucky when you get it..

[VerbalPuke]

Some of my current favorites...

Oi Polloi - Punx and Skins

Oi! Oi! Let's go!

We're here to play Oi! Oi! music for you

And in return here's what we want you to do

Come to our gigs - dance but don't fight

Punx 'n' skins unite! unite!

UNITE AND WIN - PUNX 'N' SKINS

Do you like our country being run this way?

Doyou like the government? And doing what they say?

Punx 'n' skins together we'll put things to rights

So unite now and put an end to the fights

No punx versus skins no us versus them

If we stand together we'll beat the system

Punx 'n' skins united - You know that it's right

Unite now - Can you see the light?

Oi Rat! Punx 'n' skins have got to unite eh?

Yeah, too right mate

Aye, 'cos if we're united then we can fight back

Against the system eh Ken?

And against government oppression

Yeah that's right - Oi! fancy coming down the pub

For some lager top?

Well I wouldn't mind a pint of merrydown myself

Yeah - And some dry roasted peanuts full of

Mother nature's protein

That's if we don't get lifted on the way down there

What?

Like we might get done by the pigs on the way down

Oh yeah too right mate

Ruin a good night's drinking

Aye

Let's go then...

Anti Nowhere League - Rocker

The last minute I'm living, I'll tell you no lie

I'll be a rocker till the day I die

Whips

I got no money for food, but that ain't a drag

'Cause I get my kicks from plastic bag

Yeah the clothes that I wear and the colour of my hair

I'm a rocker

I don't need your style, I walk the Murder Mile 'cause

I'm a rocker

Don't care for me, I don't care for you

So let me live my life just like I want to do

Yeah the clothes that I wear and the colour of my hair

I'm a rocker

I don't need your style, I walk the Murder Mile 'cause

I'm a rocker

I've respect for none, I shag nothing I do

And I break the law just like you wanted to

Yeah the clothes that I wear and the colour of my hair

I'm a rocker

I don't need your style, I walk the Murder Mile 'cause

I'm a rocker

Don't laugh at my style, don't laugh at me

'Cause I'm the man you ain't the guts to be

Yeah the clothes that I wear and the colour of my hair

I'm a rocker

I don't need your style, I walk the Murder Mile 'cause

I'm a rocker

I could've stayed at school, I could've got a degree

But there is no-one else that I'd rather be

Yeah the clothes that I wear and the colour of my hair

I'm a rocker

I don't need your style, I walk the Murder Mile 'cause

I'm a rocker

I want to live it fast, I don't want to slow down

There's no place for me in this crazy town

Yeah the clothes that I wear and the colour of my hair

I'm a rocker

I don't need your style, I walk the Murder Mile 'cause

I'm a rocker

Yeah I'm a rocker

Till the day I die

Dead Kennedys - Riot

Rioting - the unbeatable high

Adrenalin shoots your nerves to the sky

Everyone knows this town is gonna blow

And it's all gonna blow right now...

Now you can smash all the windows that you want

All you need are some friends and a rock

Throwing a brick never felt so damn good

Smash some more glass

Scream with a laugh

And wallow with the crowd

Watch them kicking peoples' ass

But you get to the place

Where the real slavedrivers live

It's walled off by the riot squad

Aiming guns right at your head

So you turn right around

And play right into their hands

And set your own neighbourhood

Burning to the ground instead

[Chorus:]

Riot - the unbeatable high

Riot - shoots your nerves to the sky

Riot - playing into their hands

Tomorrow you're homeless

Tonight it's a blast

Get your kicks in quick

They're callin' the National Guard

Now could be your only chance

To torch a police car

Climb the roof, kick the siren in

And jump and yelp for joy

Quickly - dive back in the crowd

Slip away, now don't get caught

Let's loot the spiffy Hi-Fi Store

Grab as much as you can hold

Pray your arms won't fall off

Here comes the owner with a gun

[Chorus]

The barricades spring up from nowhere

Cops in helmets line the lines

Shotguns prod into your bellies

The trigger fingers want an excuse now

The raging mob has lost its nerve

There's more of us but who goes first

No one dares to cross the line

The cops know that they've won

It's all over but not quite

The pigs have just begun to fight

They club your heads, kick your teeth

Police can riot all they please

[Chorus]

Tomorrow you're homeless Tonight it's a blast

X - We're Desperate

I play too hard when i ought to go to sleep

they pick on me because i really got the beat

some people give me the creeps

every other week i need a new address

landlord landlord landlord cleaning up the mess

our whole fucking life is a wreck

we're deperate get used to it [repeat]

its kiss or kill

coca-cola and a motorola kitchen

nauga-hyde and a tie-dye t-shirt

last night everything broke

Reagan Youth - No Class

The old bat says I have no manners

Pardon me my manner is my own

I might not climb the social latter

But I can climb the schoolyard fence

Got no class

I said got no class

I said got no class

I'm just my fucking self

The old timer tries to socialize me

And keep me neatly in my place

Excuse me I'm not a cat of authority

And she put pressures on my taste

Got no class

I said got no class

I said got no class

I'm just my fucking self

And at times I might be gentle

Got no class

I said got no class

I said got no class

I'm just my fucking self

I'm just my indescribable indefinable unique self

Don't mean that I'm a gentleman

I ain't no performance art

I am simply what I'm

There's more, but I don't want to take up more room than I already did.

[R.W.]

A bit of a common theme here, but tough

Neil Finn - Spirit Of The Stairs

You see the truth

And you cannot hide

You're so in tune

You feel it inside

Justice revenge

Tickle all over

Lily and sword

Damnation, reward

The spirit of the stairs

Everyone thinks but no one dares

Wishes made a sad lament

After he's gone

Ridicule or envy

Now you can't forget me

I'm fixed in your mind

Like a knot in the twine

To the dark and pouring rain

Into the trap she sets again

Hear my wooden footsteps on her train

Hear my wooden footsteps again

Tough outer shell

But so you can tell

She's soft underneath

Where you sink your teeth

Look sad, too bad, you're tongue tied

How many times a day you're too dumb or too shy

Two, three, four, five, count the stairs

Spirit hears what I should have said

And she knows why

After she's gone

Crowded House - Four Seasons In One Day

Four seasons in one day

Lying in the depths of your imagination

Worlds above and worlds below

The sun shines on the black clouds hanging over the domain

Even when you’re feeling warm

The temperature could drop away

Like four seasons in one day

Smiling as the shit comes down

You can tell a man from what he has to say

Everything gets turned around

And I will risk my neck again, again

You can take me where you will

Up the creek and through the mill

All the things you can’t explain

Four seasons in one day

Blood dries up

Like rain, like rain

Fills my cup

Like four seasons in one day

It doesn’t pay to make predictions

Sleeping on an unmade bed

Finding out wherever there is comfort there is pain

Only one step away

Like four seasons in one day

Blood dries up

Like rain, like rain

Fills my cup

Like four seasons in one day

Crowded House - Into Temptation

You opened up your door

I couldn’t believe my luck

You in your new blue dress

Taking away my breath

The cradle is soft and warm

Couldn’t do me no harm

You’re showing me how to give

Into temptation

Knowing full well the earth will rebel

Into temptation

In a muddle of nervous words

Could never amount to betrayal

The sentence is all my own

The price is to watch it fail

As I turn to go

You looked at me for half a second

An open invitation for me to go

Into temptation

Knowing full well the earth will rebel

Into temptation

Safe in the wide open arms of hell

We can go sailing in

Climb down

Lose yourself when you linger long

Into temptation

Right where you belong

The guilty get no sleep

In the last slow hours of morning

Experience is cheap

I should’ve listened to the warning

But the cradle is soft and warm

Into temptation

Knowing full well the earth will rebel

Into your wide open arms

No way to break the spell

Don’t tell

And just for variation........

Sheryl Crow - Home

I woke up this morning

Now I understand

What it means to give your live

To just one man

Afraid of feeling nothing

No bees or butterflies

My head is full of voices

And my house is full of lies

[chorus]

This is home, home

And this is home, home

This is home

I found you standing there

When I was seventeen

Now I’m thirty-two

And I can’t remember what I’d seen in you

I made a promise

Said it everyday

Now I’m reading romance novels

And dreaming of yesterday

Chorus

I’d like to see the riviera

And slowdance underneath the stars

I’d like to watch the sun come up

In a stranger arms

Chorus

I’m going crazy

A little everyday

And everything I wanted

Is now driving me away

I woke this morning

To the sound of breaking hearts

Mine is full of questions

And it’s tearing yours apart...

[Hobo]

Goodbye Lyrics

by Steve Earle

I remember holdin on to you

All them long and lonely nights I put you through

Somewhere in there I'm sure I made you cry

But I can't remember if we said goodbye

CHORUS

But I recall all of them nights down in Mexico

One place I may never go in my life again

Was I just off somewhere just too high

But I can't remember if we said goodbye

I only miss you here every now and then

Like the soft breeze blowin; up from the Caribbean

Most Novembers I break down and cry

But I can't remember if we said goodbye

CHORUS

If It Be Your Will - L.Cohen

If it be your will

That I speak no more

And my voice be still

As it was before

I will speak no more

I shall abide until

I am spoken for

If it be your will

If it be your will

That a voice be true

From this broken hill

I will sing to you

From this broken hill

All your praises they shall ring

If it be your will

To let me sing

From this broken hill

All your praises they shall ring

If it be your will

To let me sing

If it be your will

If there is a choice

Let the rivers fill

Let the hills rejoice

Let your mercy spill

On all these burning hearts in hell

If it be your will

To make us well

And draw us near

And bind us tight

All your children here

In their rags of light

In our rags of light

All dressed to kill

And end this night

If it be your will

If it be your will.

Clark Guy

She Ain't Going Nowhere

Standin' on the gone side of leavin'.

She found a thumb and stuck it in the breeze.

She'll take anything that's goin' close to somewhere.

She can lay it down and live it like she'd please

Chorus

She ain't goin' nowhere, she's just leavin'.

She ain't goin' nowhere she can't breathe in.

And she ain't goin' home, and that's for sure.

She's not sitting and cryin' on her suitcase.

She has no second thoughts by the road.

But she's feelins than need some reparin'.

And she did not give a damn that it showed.

Chorus

And the wind had it's way with her hair.

And the blues had a way with her smile.

And she had a way of her own.

Like prisoners have a way with a file.

Chorus twice

Techumsah Valley

by Townes Van Zandt

The name she gave was Caroline

daughter of a miner

her ways were free

it seemed to me

that sunshine walked beside her

She came from Spencer

across the hill

she said her pa had sent her

'cause the coal was low

and soon the snow

would turn the skies to winter

She said she'd come

to look for work

she was not seeking favors

and for a dime a day

and a place to stay

she'd turn those hands to labor

But the times were hard, Lord,

the jobs were few

all through Tecumseh valley

but she asked around

and a job she found

tending bar at Gypsy Sally's

She saved enough to get back home

when spring replaced the winter

but her dreams were denied

her pa had died

the word come down from Spencer

So she turned to whorin' out on the streets

with all the lust inside her

and it was many a man

returned again

to lay himself beside her

They found her down beneath the stairs

that led to Gypsy Sally's

in her hand when she died

was a note that cried

fare thee well... Tecumseh valley

The name she gave was Caroline

daughter of a miner

her ways were free

it seemed to me

that sunshine walked beside her

My Back Pages

Bob Dylan

Crimson flames tied through my ears

Rollin' high and mighty traps

Pounced with fire on flaming roads

Using ideas as my maps

"We'll meet on edges, soon," said I

Proud 'neath heated brow.

Ah, but I was so much older then,

I'm younger than that now.

Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth

"Rip down all hate," I screamed

Lies that life is black and white

Spoke from my skull. I dreamed

Romantic facts of musketeers

Foundationed deep, somehow.

Ah, but I was so much older then,

I'm younger than that now.

Girls' faces formed the forward path

From phony jealousy

To memorizing politics

Of ancient history

Flung down by corpse evangelists

Unthought of, though, somehow.

Ah, but I was so much older then,

I'm younger than that now.

A self-ordained professor's tongue

Too serious to fool

Spouted out that liberty

Is just equality in school

"Equality," I spoke the word

As if a wedding vow.

Ah, but I was so much older then,

I'm younger than that now.

In a soldier's stance, I aimed my hand

At the mongrel dogs who teach

Fearing not that I'd become my enemy

In the instant that I preach

My pathway led by confusion boats

Mutiny from stern to bow.

Ah, but I was so much older then,

I'm younger than that now.

Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats

Too noble to neglect

Deceived me into thinking

I had something to protect

Good and bad, I define these terms

Quite clear, no doubt, somehow.

Ah, but I was so much older then,

I'm younger than that now.

TOM WAITS

"Invitation To The Blues"

Well she's up against the register with an apron and a spatula,

Yesterday's deliveries, tickets for the bachelors

She's a moving violation from her conk down to her shoes,

Well, it's just an invitation to the blues

And you feel just like Cagney, she looks like Rita Hayworth

At the counter of the Schwab's drugstore

You wonder if she might be single, she's a loner and likes to mingle

Got to be patient, try and pick up a clue

She said "How you gonna like 'em, over medium or scrambled?",

You say "Anyway's the only way", be careful not to gamble

On a guy with a suitcase and a ticket getting out of here

It's a tired bus station and an old pair of shoes

This ain't nothing but an invitation to the blues

But you can't take your eyes off her, get another cup of java,

It's just the way she pours it for you, joking with the customers

Mercy mercy, Mr. Percy, there ain't nothing back in Jersey

But a broken-down jalopy of a man I left behind

And the dream that I was chasing, and a battle with booze

And an open invitation to the blues

But she used to have a sugar daddy and a candy-apple Caddy,

And a bank account and everything, accustomed to the finer things

He probably left her for a socialite, and he didn't 'cept at night,

And then he's drunk and never even told her that her cared

So they took the registration, and the car-keys and her shoes

And left her with an invitation to the blues

'Cause there's a Continental Trailways leaving local bus tonight, good evening

You can have my seat, I'm sticking round here for a while

Get me a room at the Squire, the filling station's hiring,

And I can eat here every night, what the hell have I got to lose?

Got a crazy sensation, go or stay? now I gotta choose,

And I'll accept your invitation to the blues

They were all the ones I could think of.

Edited May 9, 2005 by The Lonesome Hobo

[Guest Wrestling_Man]

My two favorites. The first one is "I Dream in Infrared" by Queensryche.

As you awoke this morning

and opened up your eyes

Did you notice the tear-stains

lining your face were mine

Don't you wonder, can't you see

what's happening to our lives

I can't keep living this masquerade

When my lonely eyes see only your face at night

I only see in infrared

I can't dream anymore

Can't you see I need, too

I can't stand the pain

You've gathered all my secrets

and I don't know who I am

I even feel alone when you're near

'cause you'll never understand

When we first met I must have seemed

a million miles away

It's strange how our lives have touched

But the time is right

I'll leave tonight

Don't look in my eyes

'Cause you've never seen them so black

I only see in infrared

I can't dream anymore

Can't you see I need to

I can't stand the pain

[tristy]

Slick Nick stole mine.

[Krazy_K]

Soundgarden - Pretty Noose

I caught the moon today

Pick it up

And throw it away all right

I got the perfect steal

A cleaner love

With a dirty feel all right

Fallout and take the bait

Eat the fruit

And kiss the snake goodnight

Common ruse dirty face

Pretty noose is pretty hate

And I don’t like

What you got me hanging from

Let your motor race

Pick it up

And get this mother gone

Out from and far away

The wooden stake

This thing has got me on

Diamond rope silver chain

Pretty noose is pretty pain

And I don’t like

What you got me hanging from

I don’t care what you got

I don’t care what you need

I don’t want anything

And I don’t like what

You got me hanging from

[Liam]

Take pretty much all what Wolverine said, and add Crowded House - Private Universe, and you got more for mine.

Crowded House > you

[Mick]

Lo Fidelity All Stars - Battleflag

Your construction

Smells of corruption

I manipulate, to recreate

This air, to ground saga

Gotta launder, my karma

I said hallelujah, to the sixteen loyal fans

You're gettin' down on your muthafuckin' knees

And it's time for your sickness again

Come on and tell me what you need now

Tell me what is making you bleed

We got two more minutes and

We gonna cut to what you need

So one of six so tell me

One do you want to live

And one of seven tell me

Is it time for your muthafuckin' ass to give

Tell me is it time to get down on your muthafuckin' knees

Tell me is it time to get down

I'm blown to the maxim

Two hemispheres battlin'

I'm blown to the maxim

Two hemispheres battlin'

Suckin' up, one last breath

Take a drag of the death

Hey Mr. Policeman

There's a time for getting away

There's a time for driving down the mother fuckin' road

And running from your ass today

Now tell me if do you agree now

Or tell me if I'm makin' you bleed

I got a few more minutes and

I'm gonna cut to what you need

So one of six so tell me

One do you want to live

And one of seven tell me

Is it time for your muthafuckin' ass to give

Tell me is it time to get down on your muthafuckin' knees

Tell me is it time to get down

Got a revolution behind my eyes

We got to get up and organize

Got a revolution behind my eyes

We got to get up and organize

Got a revolution behind my eyes

We got to get up and organize

You want a revolution behind your eyes

We got to get up and organize

Come on baby tell me,

Yes we aim to please

Harry Chapin - 30,000 Pounds of Bananas

It was just after dark when the truck started down

the hill that leads into Scranton Pennsylvania.

Carrying thirty thousand pounds of bananas.

Carrying thirty thousand pounds (hit it Big John) of bananas.

He was a young driver,

just out on his second job.

And he was carrying the next day's pasty fruits

for everyone in that coal-scarred city

where children play without despair

in backyard slag-piles and folks manage to eat each day

about thirty thousand pounds of bananas.

Yes, just about thirty thousand pounds (scream it again, John) .

He passed a sign that he should have seen,

saying "shift to low gear, a fifty dollar fine my friend."

He was thinking perhaps about the warm-breathed woman

who was waiting at the journey's end.

He started down the two mile drop,

the curving road that wound from the top of the hill.

He was pushing on through the shortening miles that ran down to the depot.

Just a few more miles to go,

then he'd go home and have her ease his long, cramped day away.

and the smell of thirty thousand pounds of bananas.

Yes the smell of thirty thousand pounds of bananas.

He was picking speed as the city spread its twinkling lights below him.

But he paid no heed as the shivering thoughts of the nights

delights went through him.

His foot nudged the brakes to slow him down.

But the pedal floored easy without a sound.

He said "Christ!"

It was funny how he had named the only man who could save him now.

He was trapped inside a dead-end hellslide,

riding on his fear-hunched back

was every one of those yellow green

I'm telling you thirty thousand pounds of bananas.

Yes, there were thirty thousand pounds of bananas.

He barely made the sweeping curve that led into the steepest grade.

And he missed the thankful passing bus at ninety miles an hour.

And he said "God, make it a dream!"

as he rode his last ride down.

And he said "God, make it a dream!"

as he rode his last ride down.

And he sideswiped nineteen neat parked cars,

clipped off thirteen telephone poles,

hit two houses, bruised eight trees,

and Blue-Crossed seven people.

it was then he lost his head,

not to mention an arm or two before he stopped.

And he slid for four hundred yards

along the hill that leads into Scranton, Pennsylvania.

All those thirty thousand pounds of bananas.

You know the man who told me about it on the bus,

as it went up the hill out of Scranton, Pennsylvania,

he shrugged his shoulders, he shook his head,

and he said (and this is exactly what he said)

"Boy that sure must've been something.

Just imagine thirty thousand pounds of bananas.

Yes, there were thirty thousand pounds of mashed bananas.

Of bananas. Just bananas. Thirty thousand pounds.

of Bananas. not no driver now. Just bananas!"

AC/DC - Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap

If your havin' trouble with your high school head

He's givin' you the blues

You wanna graduate but not in 'is bed

Here's what you gotta do -

Pick up the phone

I'm here alone

Call me any time

36 24 36 (slaver)

I lead a life of crime

Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap,

Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap,

Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap,

Dirty Deeds and they're Done Dirt Cheap

Dirty Deeds and they're Done Dirt Cheap

Your havin' problems in your life of love

You got a broken heart

He's double dealin' with your best friend

That's when the teardrops start -

Pick up the phone

I'm here alone

Or make a social call

Come right in

Forget about him

We'll have ourselves a ball

Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap

Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap

Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap

Dirty Deeds and they're Done Dirt Cheap

Dirty Deeds and they're Done Dirt Cheap

If you got a lady but you want her gone

But you ain't got the guts

She keeps naggin' you night and day

Enough to drive you nuts -

Pick up the phone

Leave her alone

It's time you made a stand

For a fee I'll be happy to be

Your back door man

Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap

Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap

Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap

Dirty Deeds and they're Done Dirt Cheap

Dirty Deeds and they're Done Dirt Cheap

Concrete shoes, cyanide, TNT

Done Dirt Cheap

Neckties, contracts, high voltage

Done Dirt Cheap

Dirty Deeds, oh Dirty Deeds,

DONE DIRT CHEAP

Dirty Deeds, oh Dirty Deeds,

I get a lot of Dirty Deeds

DONE DIRT CHEAP.

AGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!

[The Sultan of Swank]

Take your pick of any Streetlight Manifesto song.

EDIT: Forgot a k.

Edited May 10, 2005 by Basha

[Carnage]

Sic Transit Gloria... Glory Fades by Brand New

Keep the noise low.

She doesn't wanna blow it.

Shaking head to toe

while your left hand does "the show me around."

Quickens your heartbeat.

It beats me straight into the ground.

You don't recover from a night like this.

A victim, still lying in bed, completely motionless.

A hand moves in the dark to a zipper.

Hear a boy bracing tight against sheets

barely whisper, "This is so messed up."

Upon arrival the guests had all stared.

Dripping wet and clearly depressed,

he'd headed straight for the stairs.

No longer cool, but a boy in a stitch,

unprepared for a life full of lies and failing relationships.

(Up the stairs: the station where

the act becomes the art of growing up.)

He keeps his hands low.

He doesn't wanna blow it.

He's wet from head to toe and

his eyes give her the up and the down.

His stomach turns and he thinks of throwing up.

But the body on the bed beckons forward

and he starts growing up.

The fever, the focus.

The reasons that I had to believe you weren't too hard to sell.

Die young and save yourself.

The tickle, the taste of...

It used to be the reason I breathed but now it's choking me up.

Die young and save yourself.

She hits the lights.

This doesn't seem quite fair.

Despite everything he learned from his friends,

he doesn't feel so prepared.

She's breathing quiet and smooth.

He's gasping for air.

"This is the first and last time," he says.

She fakes a smile and presses her hips into his.

He keeps his hands pinned down at his sides.

He's holding back from telling her

exactly what it really feels like.

He is the lamb, she is the slaughter.

She's moving way too fast and all he wanted was to hold her.

Nothing that he tells her is really having an effect.

He whispers that he loves her,

but she's probably only looking for...

(Up the stairs: the station where

the act becomes the art of growing up.)

So much more than he could ever give.

A life free of lies and a meaningful relationship.

He keeps his hands pinned down at his sides.

He waits for it to end

and for the aching in his guts to subside.

The fever, the focus.

The reasons that I had to believe you weren't too hard to sell.

Die young and save yourself.

The tickle, the taste of...

It used to be the reason I breathed but now it's choking me up.

Die young and save yourself.

Up the stairs: the station where

the act becomes the art of growing up.

The fever, the focus.

The reasons that I had to believe you weren't too hard to sell.

Die young and save yourself.

The tickle, the taste of...

It used to be the reason I breathed but now it's choking me up.

Die young and save yourself.

[Mick]

A few more I forgot...

1776 - Cool Cool Conservative Men

Oh say do you see what I see?

Congress sitting here in sweet serenity

I could cheer; the reason's clear

For the first time in a year Adams isn't here

And look, the sun is in the sky

A breeze is blowing by, and there's not a single fly

I sing hosanna, hosanna

Hosanna, hosanna

And it's cool

Come ye cool cool conservative men

The likes of which may never be seen again

We have land, cash in hand

Self-command, future planned

Fortune flies, society survives

In neatly ordered lives with well-endowered wives

We sing hosanna, hosanna

To our breeding and our banner

We are cool

Come ye cool cool considerate set

We'll dance together to the same minuet

To the right, ever to the right

Never to the left, forever to the right

May our creed be never to exceed

Regulated speed, no matter what the need

We sing hosanna, hosanna

Enblazoned on our banner

Is keep cool

What we do we do rationally

We never ever go off half-cocked, not we

Why begin till we know that we can win

And if we cannot win why bother to begin?

Rutledge:

We say this game's not of our choosing

Why should we risk losing?

We are cool

To the right, ever to the right

Never to the left, forever to the right

We have gold, a market that will hold

Tradition that is old, a reluctance to be bold.

Dickinson:

I sing hosanna, hosanna

In a sane and lucid manner

We are cool

Come ye cool cool considerate men

The likes of which may never be seen again

With our land, cash in hand

Self-command, future planned

And we'll hold to our gold

Tradition that is old, reluctant to be bold.

We say this game's not of our choosing

Why should we risk losing?

We cool, cool, cool

Cool, cool, cool

Cool cool men.

Cake - Comfort Eagle

We are building a religion

We are building it bigger

We are widening the corridors

And adding more lanes

We are building a religion

A limited edition

We are now accepting callers

for the pendant key chains

To resist it is useless

It is useless to resist it

His cigarette is burning

But he never seems to ash

He is grooming his poodle

He is living comfort eagle

You can meet at his location

But you better come with cash

Now his hat is on backwards

He can show you his tatoos

He is in the music business

He is calling you "DUDE!"

Now today is tomorrow

And tomorrow today

And yesterday is weaving in and out

And the fluffy white lines

That the airplane leaves behind

Are drifting right in front

of the waining of the moon

He is handling the money

He's serving the food

He knows about your party

He is calling you "DUDE!"

Now do you believe

In the one big sign

The doublewide shine

On the bootheels of your prime

Doesn't matter if you're skinny

Doesn't matter if you're fat

You can dress up like a sultan

In your onion head hat

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When your castles turn to sand

Take a bite of this apple

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Take a walk through the jungle

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Some people drink Pepsi

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The wacky morning DJ

Says democracy's a joke

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In the one true edge

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If you ever lose your mind

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Dropkick Murphys - Heroes From Our Past

And so the story's told of a hearty group of men it's a tale of their triumphs and their woes.

Be it raids and melees ancient or the modern worker's struggle

that inspires men to stand up for their rights.

And should we fall down by the wayside in this ever-changing world

we can look back to these heroes of our past.

With their staunch determination and ferocious iron will,

no tyranny would quell them in their task.

It's an age-old situation with an ever-present message:

that time and tide waiteth for no man.

So without fear of confrontation of the consequence of outcome,

it's for freedom and for happiness they toiled.

An in looking to the future,

we can see a better place where we can shake the yoke of tyranny for all.

It's been paved by generations who have gone now to their rest.

It's just remembrance of their dignity we ask.

[Chorus:]

So come on rally round this brave and valiant cause with tradition, pride, and honor at its core.

With swords drawn to defend stood stood these noble-hearted men Faugh-an-ballagh,

clear the way, me boys!!

Under perilous conditions with small hope of success they left behind the lives that they once led

and by virtue of their fortitude and single-minded strength

they cleared the way for the people of today

so when we think back to our ancestors respectfully we hark

and thank the men whose struggle broke the chain it's a long road up ahead of us

let's forge on while we're strong and leave our mark of honor once again

So the story has been told and it comes now to an end.

It's setting any era, any land.

When abusive tyrants force the hands of matters great or small,

it inpires men to stand up for their rights.

Paul McCartney - Hey Jude

Hey, Jude, don't make it bad

Take a sad song and make it better

Remember to let her into your heart

Then you can start to make it better

Hey, Jude, don't be afraid

You were made to go out and get her

The minute you let her under your skin

Then you begin to make it better.

And any time you feel the pain, hey, Jude, refrain

Don't carry the world upon your shoulders

Well don't you know that its a fool who plays it cool

By making his world a little colder

Hey, Jude! Don't let her down

You have found her, now go and get her

Remember, to let her into your heart

Then you can start to make it better.

So let it out and let it in, hey, Jude, begin

You're waiting for someone to perform with

And don't you know that it's just you, hey, Jude,

You'll do, the movement you need is on your shoulder

Hey, Jude, don't make it bad

Take a sad song and make it better

Remember to let her into your heart

Then you can start to make it better

[WS1]

The Streets Stay Positive

Cos this world swallows souls

And when the blues unfold

It gets cold silence burns holes

You're going mad

Perhaps you always were

But when things was good you just didn't care

This is called irony

When you most need to get up you got no energy

Time and time shit'll happen

The dark shit's unwrapping

But no-one's listening your mates are laughing

Your brethren's f**king and then you start hating

Your stomach starts churning and you mind starts turning.

So smoke another draw

It won't matter no more but the next day still feels sore

Rain taps on your window

Always did tho but you didn't hear it when things were so-so

You're on your own now

Your little zone you were born alone and believe me you'll die

alone

Weed becomes a chore

You want the buzz back so you follow the others onto smack

Just trying to stay positive

Just trying to stay positive

Just trying to stay positive

Just trying to stay positive

Feels nice and still

Good thing about brown is it always will

It's easy, no-one blames you

It's that world out there that's f**ked you

You know less of a person and if God exists

He still loves you

Just remember that - the more you sink the further back from

that brink

Maybe you've lifetime scars and you think tattoos might be more

fitting

But who's picking?

Searching for yourself you find demons

Try and be a freeman and grasp that talisman

Cos your the same as I am

We all need our fellow man

We all need our samaritan.

Maybe I'm better looking than you tho

Maybe I've got more dough - but am I happier... no.

Get the love of a good girl and your world will be much richer

than my world

And your happyness will uncurl

Just trying to stay positive

Just trying to stay positive

Just trying to stay positive

Just trying to stay positive

Stop dreaming

People who say that are blaspheming

They're doing nine to five and moaning

And they don't want you succeeding when theyve blown it

And you idols - who are they?

They too dreamt about their day

Positive steps will see your goals.

Whether it's dollars or control, feel the gold.

I aint helping you climb the ladder

I'm busy climbing mine.

That's how it's been since the dawn of time

If you reach a cul-de-sac

The world turns it's back

This is you zone, it's like blackjack

He might get the ace or the top one

So organise your two's and three's into a run then you'll have

f**ked him son

And for that you'll be the better one

One last thing before you go though

When you feel better tommorow you'll be a hero

But never forget today. you could be back here

Things can stray

What if you see me in that window?

You won't help me I know.

That's cool, just keep walking where you go.

Carry on through the estate, stare at the geezers so they know

you aint lightweight

And go see your mates

And when they don't look happy

Play them this tape

Just trying to stay positive

Just trying to stay positive

Just trying to stay positive

Just trying to stay positive

I hope you understand me

Just trying to stay positive

I aint no preaching f**ker and I aint no do-goody-goody either

This is about when shit goes pear-shaped

And if you aren't or ever have been at rock bottom then good

luck to you in the big wide  world

But remember that one day shit might just start crumbling

Your bird might f**k off or you might loose your job

It's when that happens that what I'm talking about will feel

much more important to you

So if you aint feeling it, just be thankfull that everythings

cool in your world

Respect to BC

Positivity

Positivity

Just trying to stay positive

Just trying to stay positive

Just trying to stay positive

Just trying to stay positive

[Farmer Reil]

Sonata Arctica - Tallulah

Remember when we used to look, at sun sets far away?

And how you said "this is never over"?

I believed your every word, and I guess you did too,

But now you're saying "hey, let's think this over".

You take my hand and pull me next to you, so close to you,

I have a feeling, you don't have the words,

I found one for you, kiss your cheek, say bye, and walk away,

Don't look back 'cause I am crying.

I remember little things, you hardly ever do,

Tell me why, I don't know why it's over,

I remember shooting stars, the walk we took that night,

I hope your wish came true, mine betrayed me!

You let my hand go, and you fake a smile for me,

I have a feeling, you don't know what to do,

I look deep in your eyes, hesitate a while...

Why are you crying?

Tallulah, It's easier to live alone, than fear the time it's over,

Woaahhh Tallulah, find the words and talk to me, oh, Tallulah,

This could be... heaven

I see you walking hand in hand, with long-haired drummer of the band,

In love with her or so he seems, he's dancing with my beauty queen,

Don't even dare to say you hi, still swallowing the goodbye,

But I know the feelings still alive... still alive.

I lost my patience once, so do you punish me now?

I'll always love you, no matter what you do,

I'll win you back for me, if you give me a chance!

But there is one thing you must understand...

Tallulah, It's easier to live alone, than fear the time it's over,

Woaahhh Tallulah, find the words and talk to me, oh, Tallulah,

This could be...

Tallulah, It's easier to live alone, than fear the time it's over,

Woaahhh Tallulah, find the words and talk to me, oh, Tallulah,

This could be... heaven

[K]

OOOH RED PIGEON.