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Urbane Guerrilla 07-29-2005 03:09 AM

They shoulda made an action movie of "Lawyers, Guns & Money" in the 1980s, but I fear it is passé now. Some among that anonymous "they" did come to an understanding with Zevon for Things To Do In Denver When You're Dead -- reckon that paid for some pain pills later.

Urbane Guerrilla 07-29-2005 03:27 AM

Now this requires its own posting. This Irish rebel song depends in considerable measure on its delivery for its effect. Off the top of my head, I think the author was Thomas Moore, but I could be mistook.

The minstrel boy to the war is gone,
In the ranks of death you will find him.
His father's sword he has girded on
And his wild harp slung behind him
"Land of Song!" said the warrior bard,
"Though all the world betrays thee,
One sword at least thy rights shall guard,
One faithful harp shall praise thee!"

The minstrel fell, but the foeman's chain
Could not bring that proud soul under.
The harp he loved ne'er spoke again,
For he tore its corse asunder,
And said, " No chain shall sully thee,
Thou soul of love and bravery!
Thy songs were made for the pure and free --
They shall never sound in slavery!"

(Repeating the last four lines rallentando and più forte makes a good finish)

Brett's Honey 07-30-2005 09:13 AM

After growing up hearing my parents listening to Johnny Cash, it was kind of wild when he did Nine Inch Nails "Hurt"

I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hold
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything

[Chorus:]
What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here

[Chorus:]
What have I become
My ssweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way

capnhowdy 07-30-2005 10:52 PM

That Johnny Cash album was like .. well he knew he was outa here & like a farewell type thingie. Semi morbid and a little spooky if you ask me. Like the "Street Survivors" album for Van Zant......
Great works, both of 'em.

xoxoxoBruce 07-30-2005 11:25 PM

Seems artists that are going through personal trauma like health issues or divorce do good music. Passionate performances. ;)

capnhowdy 07-31-2005 09:15 AM

Vern Gosdin is a good example. He has been through exactly as many nasty divorces as he has cut hit albums. He admitted it in an interview. Said the only way he could come up with all the tearjerking material was when he was knee deep in it himself. I checked it out (being a huge Gosdin fan) and the records chronologically parrallel his divorces. He can really write some sad shit.

jinx 08-01-2005 11:03 AM

Happy Birthday Jerry

Jerome John Garcia
August 1, 1942 - August 9, 1995



All the years combine, they melt into a dream,
A broken angel sings from a guitar.
In the end there’s just a song comes cryin’ up the night
Thru all the broken dreams and vanished years.
Stella blue. stella blue.

When all the cards are down, there’s nothing left to see,
There’s just the pavement left and broken dreams.

In the end there’s still that song comes cryin’ like the wind.
Down every lonely street that’s ever been
Stella blue. stella blue.

I’ve stayed in every blue-light cheap hotel, can’t win for trying.
Dust off those rusty strings just one more time,
Gonna make them shine, shine

It all rolls into one and nothing comes for free,
There’s nothing you can hold, for very long.
And when you hear that song come crying like the wind,
It seems like all this life was just a dream.
Stella blue. stella blue.

dar512 08-01-2005 02:03 PM

A number of people/groups have done this song. I first heard it from a Celtic group called "North Sea Gas". Fine music.


If Wishes Were Fishes

I wish I was home again, at home in my heart again,
It's been a long time since my heart talked to me;
Wastin' my precious days, wishin' my life away,
If wishes were fishes, we'd all cast nets in the sea.

If wishes were fishes, I know where I'd be,
Casting my net in the dark rolling sea;
And if my net's empty when it comes back to shore,
I'll throw it away and go fishing no more.

I wish I was young again, my song still to be sung again,
The sweet tunes of my life have gone sour and off key;
Writin' my tired old rhymes, tryin' to turn back time,
If wishes were fishes, we'd all cast nets in the sea.

If wishes were fishes, I know where I'd be,
Casting my net in the dark rolling sea;
And if my net's empty when it comes back to shore,
I'll throw it away and go fishing no more.

I wish I could care again, reach out and share again,
Mend what's been broken and let it run free;
The older I get, it seems the more wishin' takes the place of dreams,
If wishes were fishes, we'd all cast nets in the sea.

If wishes were fishes, I know where I'd be,
Casting my net in the dark rolling sea;
And if my net's empty when it comes back to shore,
I'll throw it away and go fishing no more.

Griff 01-21-2006 07:47 PM

Another Super Power Winning Friends
 
"Fields Of Athenry"

By a lonely prison wall, I heard a young girl calling
Michael, they have taken you away,
For you stole Trevelyan's corn,
So the young might see the morn.
Now a prison ship lies waiting in the bay.

[Chorus:]
Low lie the fields of Athenry
Where once we watched the small free birds fly
Our love was on the wing
We had dreams and songs to sing
It's so lonely round the fields of Athenry.

By a lonely prison wall, I heard a young man calling
Nothing matters, Mary, when you're free
Against the famine and the crown,
I rebelled, they cut me down.
Now you must raise our child with dignity.

[Chorus]

By a lonely harbor wall, she watched the last star falling
As the prison ship sailed out against the sky
Sure she'll wait and hope and pray, for her love in Botany Bay
It's so lonely round the fields of Athenry.

It's so lonely round the fields of Athenry.

[Chorus]

Griff 04-13-2006 08:20 PM

The Proclaimers

Yes I know you’re right
I see it in your fierce eyes
But me I’ve never thought straight
Since the day I had the first doubt

Yes I know you’re right
And I’ll back you to a point pal
But I’ll never be constrained
By another man’s ideas now

I spent too long on this road
Looking for the answers
But poverty and failure
Aren’t what I’m after

I painted fight on factories
But they closed the factory down pal
I want to find out where the heart’s gone
Find out where the nerves gone

What do you do
When democracy fails you
What do you do
When the rest can’t see it’s true?

Pat votes the scots way
Just like her mother
But south always takes all
Just like her brother

The next time she might vote
So might the others
But times running out pal
Cause they’re giving up in numbers

What do you do
When democracy’s all through
What do you do
When minority means you?

skysidhe 04-20-2006 04:13 PM

Dear Mr. President
Come take a walk with me
Let's pretend we're just two people and
You're not better than me
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly

What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep
What do you feel when you look in the mirror
Are you proud

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye
How do you walk with your head held high
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why

Dear Mr. President
Were you a lonely boy
Are you a lonely boy
Are you a lonely boy
How can you say
No child is left behind
We're not dumb and we're not blind
They're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell

What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye
How do you walk with your head held high
Can you even look me in the eye

Let me tell you bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
You don't know nothing bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
Oh

How do you sleep at night
How do you walk with your head held high
Dear Mr. President
You'd never take a walk with me
Would you

Pink
feat. Indigo Girls

twentycentshift 04-20-2006 07:14 PM

Some things take so long
But how do I explain
When not too many people
Can see we're all the same
And because of all their tears
Their eyes can't hope to see
The beauty that surrounds them
Isn't it a pity

-george harrison

DucksNuts 04-20-2006 10:12 PM

"The Trouble With Me"


You see the trouble with me
I've got a head full of fuck
I'm a basket case
I don't think I can love, love, love

You see the trouble with you
Is you're in love with me
What a strange thing to do
What a brave place to be

So we dive
On sunset strip
Our hearts so deep
I drown in it
And as it breaks
I swim through cracks
And leave with words
I can't take back

You see the trouble with me
Monkey see monkey do
There's no you in tomorrow
A better offer came through
You see the trouble with you
There's no trouble with you
So when you say that you love me
That stops me loving you

So she stays
On sunset strip
Our hearts so full
I drown in it
She's waiting for
My words to break
The one true love
I couldn't make

So she walks
That golden mile
Men will try
And catch her eye
We both know
What could have been
On sunset strip
Our broken dream

KinkyVixen 04-27-2006 04:21 PM

Save Me by Unwritten Law

Had a bad day, don't talk to me,
gonna ride this out,
My little black heart, breaks apart,
with your big mouth.

And I'm sick of my sickness
Don't touch me, you'll get this.
I'm useless, lazy, perverted,
and you hate me.

You can't save me,
You can't change me,
Well I'm waiting for my wakeup call,
And everything, everything's my fault.

Went to the doctor, and I asked her,
to make this stop. (whoa)
Got medication, a new addiction,
Fucking thanks a lot.

I had to relapse, I'm bad at rehabs
It ruins everything. (whoa)
So point your finger, at the singer,
He's in the pharmacy.

You can't save me,
You can't change me,
Well I'm waiting for my wake up call,
and everything's my fault.

You can't save me,
You can't blame me,
Well I'm waiting here to take a fall,
and everything, and everything's my fault.

And I'm a death threat haven't slept yet,
Baby why the wake up call
I'm the bad boy tell the tabloids
everything's my fault.

Whoa whoa whoa yeah, write it write it,
Whoa Whoa whoa everything's my fault,
everything's my fault.

I went to heaven, but couldn't get in,
For what I have done.
I said please take me, they said you're crazy
you had too much fun.

You can't save me,
You can't change me,
Well I'm waiting for my wake up call,
and everything's my fault.

You can't save me,
You can't blame me,
Well I'm waiting here to take a fall,
and everything, everything's my fault.

You can't save me,
You can't change me,
You can't save me,
You can't change me,
You can't save me,
You can't change me,(everything's my fault)
You can't save me,
You can't change me,

Everything's my fault.

KinkyVixen 04-27-2006 04:24 PM

Crossfade
Cold


Looking back at me I see that I never really got it right
I never stopped to think of you, I’m always wrapped up in things I cannot win
You are the antidote that gets me by, something strong like a drug that gets me high

What I really meant to say
Is I’m sorry for the way I am
I never meant to be so cold
I never meant to be so

Cold to you, I’m sorry about all the lies, maybe in a different light,
You can see me stand on my own again cause now I can see
You are the antidote that gets me by, something strong like a drug that gets me high

What I really meant to say
Is I’m sorry for the way I am
I never meant to be so cold
I never meant to be so cold

Never meant to be, so cold

I never really wanted you see the screwed side of me
That I keep locked inside of me so deep, it always seems to get to me
I never really wanted you to go so many things you should have known
I guess for me there’s no home; I never meant to be so cold

What I really meant to say
Is I’m sorry for the way I am
I never meant to be so cold
I never meant to be so cold

KinkyVixen 04-27-2006 04:33 PM

Jack Johnson
Better Together


There's no combination of words
I could put on the back of a postcard
No song I could sing
But I can try for your heart
Our dreams, and they are made out of real things
like a, shoebox of photographs
with sepiatone loving
Love is the answer,
at least for most of the questions in my heart
Like why are we here? and where do we go?
And how come we're so hard?
It's not always easy and
sometimes life can be deceiving
I'll tell you one thing its always better when we're together

Chorus:
MMM its always better when we're together
look at the stars when we're together
its always better when we're together
Yeah, its always better when we're together

And all of these moments
just might find there way into my dreams tonight
But I know that theyll be gone
when the morning light sings
and brings new things
but tomorrow night you see
that theyll be gone too
too many things I have to do
But if all of these dreams might find there way
into my day to day scene
Ill be under the impression
i was somewhere in between
With only two
Just me and you
Not so many things we got to do
or places we got to be
We'll Sit beneath the mango tree

its always better when we're together
Somewhere in between together
its always better when we're together
Yeah, its always better when we're together

MMmmmm MMMmmmm Mmmmmm
I believe in memories
they look so, so pretty when I sleep
Hey now, and when I wake up,
you look so pretty sleeping next to me
But there is no time,
and there is no song I could sing
and there is no, combination of words I could say
but I will still tell you one thing
We're Better together.

KinkyVixen 04-27-2006 04:34 PM

and finally....

Tenacious D
Fuck Her Gently


This is a song for the ladies but fella's listen closely
you don't always have to fuck her hard
in fact sometimes that's not right
to do
sometimes you got to make some love a
nd fucking give her some smoochies too
sometimes you've got to squeeze
sometimes you've got to say please
sometime you've got to say hey
i'm gonna fuck you
softly
i'm gonna screw you gently
i'm gonna hump you
sweetly
i'm gonna ball you
descreetly
and then you say hey i've brought you flowers
and then you say wait a minute sally
i htink i've got something in my teeth
could you get it out for me
that's fucking teamwork
what's your favorite posish
that's cool with me it's not my favorite but i'll do it for you
what's your favorite dish
i'm not gonna cook it but i'll order it from zanzabar
and then i'm gonna love you completely
and then ill fucking fuck you descreetly
and then i'll fuckin bone you completely
but then
i'm gonna fuck you hard
hard

Shocker 04-27-2006 05:55 PM

Jingle Bells (by me) NSFW
 
Jingle Bells, your pussy smells,
It scared my dick away!
You want to fuck tonight,
But thats not right, your pussy's just too tight! :yum:

KinkyVixen 04-28-2006 11:39 AM

How can it be too tight though? Isn't it the tighter the better?? C'mon!

glatt 04-29-2006 06:50 AM

I was tired of my lady, we'd been together too long.
Like a worn-out recording, of a favorite song.
So while she lay there sleeping, I read the paper in bed.
And in the personals column, there was this letter I read:

"If you like Pina Coladas, and getting caught in the rain.
If you're not into yoga, if you have half-a-brain.
If you like making love at midnight, in the dunes of the cape.
I'm the lady you've looked for, write to me, and escape."

I didn't think about my lady, I know that sounds kind of mean.
But me and my old lady, had fallen into the same old dull routine.
So I wrote to the paper, took out a personal ad.
And though I'm nobody's poet, I thought it wasn't half-bad.

"Yes, I like Pina Coladas, and getting caught in the rain.
I'm not much into health food, I am into champagne.
I've got to meet you by tomorrow noon, and cut through all this red tape.
At a bar called O'Malley's, where we'll plan our escape."

So I waited with high hopes, then she walked in the place.
I knew her smile in an instant, I knew the curve of her face.
It was my own lovely lady, and she said, "Oh, it's you."
And we laughed for a moment, and I said, "I never knew"..

"That you liked Pina Coladas, and getting caught in the rain.
And the feel of the ocean, and the taste of champagne.
If you like making love at midnight, in the dunes of the cape.
You're the love that I've looked for, come with me, and escape."

"If you like Pina Coladas, and getting caught in the rain.
If you're not into yoga, if you have half-a-brain.
If you like making love at midnight, in the dunes of the cape.
You're the love that I've looked for, come with me, and escape."

Shocker 04-29-2006 10:19 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by KinkyVixen
How can it be too tight though? Isn't it the tighter the better?? C'mon!

Yes, tight is better, but you have to note the "too" in too tight, which means that it is so tight that it doesn't fit, which is undesirable. :headshake

Crimson Ghost 04-30-2006 02:20 AM

What It's Like - Everlast

We've all seen the man at the liquor store beggin' for your change
The hair on his face is dirty, dread-locked, and full of mange
He asks a man for what he could spare, with shame in his eyes
"Get a job you fucking slob," I hear you reply
God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in his shoes
'Cause then you really might know what it's like to sing the blues
Then you really might know what it's like...
Then you really might know what it's like...
Then you really might know what it's like...
Then you really might know what it's like...

Mary got pregnant from a kid named Tom who said he was in love
He said, "Don't worry about a thing, baby doll
I'm the man you've been dreaming of."
But three months later he say he won't date her or return her calls
And she swear, "God damn, if I find that man I'm cuttin' off his balls."
And then she heads for the clinic and
she gets some static walking through the door
They call her a killer, and they call her a sinner
and they call her a whore
God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in her shoes
'Cause then you really might know what it's like to have to choose
Then you really might know what it's like...
Then you really might know what it's like...
Then you really might know what it's like...
Then you really might know what it's like...

I've seen a rich man beg
I've seen a good man sin
I've seen a tough man cry
I've seen a loser win
And a sad man grin
I heard an honest man lie
I've seen the good side of bad
And the downside of up
And everything between
I licked the silver spoon
Drank from the golden cup
And smoked the finest green
I stroked the fattest dimes at least a couple of times
before I broke their heart
You know where it ends, though it usually depends on where you start

I knew this kid named Max
Who used to get fat stacks out on the corner with drugs
He liked to hang out late
he liked to get shit-faced and keep the pace with thugs
Until late one night there was a big gun fight and Max lost his head
He pulled out his chrome .45, talked some shit, and wound up dead
Now his wife and his kids are caught in the midst of all of this pain
You know it comes that way
At least that's what they say when you play the game
God forbid you ever had to wake up to hear the news
'Cause then you really might know what it's like to have to lose
Then you really might know what it's like...
Then you really might know what it's like...
Then you really might know what it's like...
Then you really might know what it's like...to have to lose

Ibby 05-15-2006 12:18 AM

The Envoy - Warren Zevon... Written in 1980, but still relevant...


Nuclear arms in the Middle East
Israel is attacking the Iraqis
The Syrians are mad at the Lebanese
And Baghdad does whatever she please
Looks like another threat to world peace
For the envoy

Things got hot in El Salvador
CIA got caught and couldn't do no more
He's got diplomatic immunity
He's got a lethal weapon that nobody sees
Looks like another threat to world peace
For the envoy
Send the envoy
Send the envoy

Whenever there's a crisis
The President sends his envoy in
Guns in Damascus
Whoa, Jerusalem

Nuclear arms in the Middle East
Israel is attacking the Iraqis
The Syrians are mad at the Lebanese
And Baghdad do whatever she please
Looks like another threat to world peace
For the envoy
Send the envoy . . .
Send for me.

Griff 05-26-2006 01:12 PM

Dwight Yoakum -Blame the Vain

I blame the vain for what we wear,
And I blame the blind when we can't see.
I blame it all on someone else,
Till there's nobody left, then I just blame me.

I blame her mind for the thoughts we share,
Whoa, and I blame her heart for the time we cared.
I blame it all on how we used to be,
Till she's finally gone, then I'll just blame me.

So go ahead and blame,
Anything that you want.
'Cause it all ends up the same,
When everything that you've been claiming is wrong.

Oh and don't you know that blame,
Is always never enough.
It just keeps you in the game,
Till you've only got yourself left to bluff.

So I blame the vain for what we wear,
Yeah, and I'll blame the blind when we can't see.
I'll blame it all on someone else,
Till there's nobody left, then I'll just blame me.
Till she's fin'lly gone, then I just blame me

jinx 06-03-2006 09:32 AM

He's Gone

Rat in a drain ditch, caught on a limb, you know better but I know him.
Like I told you, what I said, Steal your face right off your head.

Now he's gone, now he's gone, Lord he's gone, he's gone.
Like a steam locomotive, rollin' down the track
He's gone, gone, nothin's gonna bring him back...He's gone.

Nine mile skid on a ten mile ride, hot as a pistol but cool inside.
Cat on a tin roof, dogs in a pile,
Nothin' left to do but smile, smile, smile!!!!

Now he's gone, now he's gone Lord he's gone, he's gone.
Like a steam locomotive, rollin' down the track
He's gone, gone, nothin's gonna bring him back...He's gone.

Goin' where the wind don't blow so strange,
Maybe off on some high cold mountain chain.
Lost one round but the price wasn't anything,
A knife in the back and more of the same.

Same old, rat in a drain ditch, caught on a limb,
You know better but I know him.
Like I told you, what I said,
Steal your face right off your head.

Now he's gone, now he's gone Lord he's gone, he's gone.
Like a steam locomotive, rollin' down the track
He's gone, gone, nothin's gonna bring him back...He's gone.

Ooh, nothin's gonna bring him back.

skysidhe 06-03-2006 12:28 PM

Munchkins
Ding Dong! The Witch is dead. Which old Witch? The Wicked Witch!
Ding Dong! The Wicked Witch is dead.
Wake up - sleepy head, rub your eyes, get out of bed.
Wake up, the Wicked Witch is dead. She's gone where the goblins go,
Below - below - below. Yo-ho, let's open up and sing and ring the bells out.
Ding Dong' the merry-oh, sing it high, sing it low.
Let them know
The Wicked Witch is dead!
Mayor
As Mayor of the Munchkin City, In the County of the Land of Oz, I welcome you most regally.
Barrister
But we've got to verify it legally, to see
Mayor
To see?
Barrister
If she
Mayor
If she?
Barrister
Is morally, ethic'lly
Father No.1
Spiritually, physically
Father No. 2
Positively, absolutely
Munchkins
Undeniably and reliably Dead
Coroner
As Coroner I must aver, I thoroughly examined her.
And she's not only merely dead, she's really most sincerely dead.
Mayor
Then this is a day of Independence For all the Munchkins and their descendants
Barrister
If any.
Mayor
Yes, let the joyous news be spread The wicked Old Witch at last is dead!


Friom The Wizard of Oz

dar512 06-05-2006 03:36 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by skysidhe
And she's not only merely dead, she's really most sincerely dead.

My favorite line from the whole movie.

footfootfoot 06-05-2006 09:00 PM

did I post this already?
God Is Alive, Magic Is Afoot



Leonard Cohen (c) 1966
God is alive...Magic is afoot...God is alive...magic is afoot...
God is afoot...Magic is alive...Alive is afoot...magic never died!
God never sickened. Many poor men lied. Many sick men lied.
Magic never weakened. Magic never hid. Magic always ruled. God is afoot.
God never died!
God was Ruler, though his funeral lengthened.
Though His mourners thickened, magic never fled.
Though His shrouds were hoisted the naked God did live;
Though His words were twisted the naked magic thrived;
Though His death was published round and round the world
The heart did not believe.
Many hurt men wondered. Many struck men bled.
Magic never faltered. Magic always led.
Many stones were rolled, but God would not lie down!
Many wild men lied.
Many fat men listened.
Though they offered stones, magic still was fed!
Though they locked their coffers, God was always served.
Magic is afoot...God is alive...
Alive is afoot...Alive is in command.
Many weak men hungered.
Many strong men thrived.
Though they boasted solitude, God was at their side.
Nor the dreamer in his cell, nor the captain on the hill:
Magic is alive!
Though His death was pardoned 'round and 'round the world,
The heart would not believe!
Though laws were carved in marble they could not shelter men;
Though altars built in Parliaments, they could not order men;
Police arrested magic and magic went with them, ah!
For magic loves the hungry...
But magic would not tarry, it moves from arm to arm,
It would not stay with them; it cannot come to harm:
Magic is afoot! It cannot come to harm.
It rests in an empty palm. It spawns in an empty mind.
But magic is no instrument: magic is the End!
Many men drove magic, but magic stayed behind; Many strong men lied.
They only passed thru magic and out the other side!
Many weak men lied.
They came to God in secret and though they left Him nourished,
They would not tell Who healed;
Though mountains danced before them, they said that God was dead!
Though His shrouds were hoisted, the naked God did live!
God is alive! Magic is afoot...God is alive...God is alive...
Magic is afoot...
This I mean to whisper to my mind:
This I mean to laugh with in my mind:
This I mean my mind to serve
'Til service is but magic, moving through the world
And mind itself is magic, coursing through the flesh
And flesh itself is magic, dancing on a clock,
And Time itself, the magic length of God!
God is alive...Magic is afoot...Magic is afoot...God is alive..
Magic is alive...God is afoot...Alive is afoot...God never died.
Many strong men lied.
They only passed through magic and out the other side!
This I mean to whisper to my mind:
This I mean to laugh with in my mind:
This I mean my mind to serve
'Til service is but magic, moving through the world
And mind itself is magic, coursing through the flesh
And flesh itself is magic, dancing on a clock,
And Time itself, the magic length of God!

skysidhe 06-10-2006 01:17 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by dar512
My favorite line from the whole movie.

:D


Quote:

Originally Posted by footfootfoot


God Is Alive, Magic Is Afoot



foot , I see a theme here. :p

skysidhe 06-20-2006 01:29 PM

Part of Glycerine by Bush



I don't want this
remember that
I'll never forget where your at
don't let the days go by
glycerine

I'm never alone
I'm alone all the time
are you at one
or do you lie
we live in a wheel
where everyone steals
but when we rise it's like strawberry fields

If I treated you bad
you bruise my face
couldn't love you more
you got a beautiful taste
don't let the days go by
could have been easier on you
I coudn't change though I wanted to
could have been easier by three
our old friend fear and you and me
glycerine (repeat)
don't let the days go by
glycerine

I needed you more
when we wanted us less
I could not kiss just regress
it might just be
clear simple and plain
that's just fine
that's just one of my names
don't let the days go by
could've been easier on you
glycerine

Crimson Ghost 06-26-2006 05:14 AM

Screamin' Jay Hawkings
Feast Of The Mau Maus

Live 1969
-----------------------
OUH OUHH
WOAH! HOAHH
WOAWOAH!!
Cut the fat off the back of a baboon
Boil it down to a pound in a spoon
Scoop the eyes from a fly flying backwards
Take the jaws and the paws off a 'coon
Take your time, ain't life for good cookin'
'Cause the rest of this mess ain't good lookin'
Take the fleas from the knees of a demon
Tell your pals "the gals will come screamin"
To the feast with the beast of the Mau Maus
They make wine from the spine of a bulldog
It's a test for the best for who stays
And the feast with the beast of the Mau Maus
Brush your teeth with a piece of a goose toenail
After death still a breath from a drunk in jail
Pull the skin off your friend with a razor blade
And tonight change tomorrow bring back yesterday
Shake your hip, bite your lip, shoot your mother-in-law
Put on your gorilla suit, drink some elbow soup and have a ball
Get it straight, don't be late, it's time for mad fun
Feast of the Mau Maus has begun - HAW!
At the feast with the beast of the Mau Maus
They make wine from the spine of their bulldogs
It's a test for the best for who stays
And a feast with the beast of the Mau Mau
And a feast with the beast of the Mau Mau
How they talk, man? They go like this
WADEE? HUMDEE MWLADEE
And how do the women talk?
OU UH! DEWAH! OU UH CACKLE
What you want when you wanta tell 'em
You want some more to eat, man?
Well how 'bout gimme some more of that meat there
And pass me some of the inside of that thigh
And spread some spread on it, you know
In between the toes, yeah, sock it to me there, ooh
Sure tastes good, man
Gimme some more of that inside soul, yeah
That, what you mean you ain't got no more soul?
You won't eat that, WAH
Feast of the Mau Mau
They make wine from the spine of their bulldogs
They stick their thumb in their eyeballs
And make peepin' olives
Yeah, that's what's happenin'
Reach into his chest and pull out his ribs, man
Let me bite on that cat's bone
Sock it to me one time
Evil, brother
EVIIIL!
Inside line, please
Can I have a fried ear?

AlternateGray 06-26-2006 09:34 AM

Shriekback... Bastard Sons of Enoch
 
Cain decked the angel said "fuck you screw"
Shook the garden's dust from off his shoe
Then he walked in the desert a mile or two
He came to the plain where the medlars grew
And he sat down on the burning sand
Looked at the red on his brown right hand
And he spoke to the devil about his plans
Out to the east of Eden

Oh, the devil said "Cain, I think this will fly
I want this bastard deep and high
From the guts of the earth to the clean blue sky
Time to rape, scald, scar up and petrify"
So with shovel and pick they worked side by side
Till they ripped out a hole in the grandmother's side
And the city rose out of it bad and wide
Out to the east of Eden

ENOCH BEGAT URUK BEGAT NINEVEH BEGAT BABYLON BEGAT SODOM
BEGAT JERICHO BEGAT CAIRO BEGAT PORT SAID BEGAT [_________?]
BEGAT BANGKOK BEGAT SAIGON BEGAT VEGAS BEGAT HAMBURG
BEGAT NEW YORK CITY BEGAT MEGA CITY ONE BEGAT NEO TOKYO

That was all now so long ago
And down these mean streets now we all must go
All our fears have come true and no help to know
That only our thoughts have made them so
All the people are scared as they can be
Crying "don't try and come to close to me"
Now we all prefer and don't you agree
A mechanical kind of ecstacy

And the masters preen and their wives impress
And the witches burn and the slaves undress
And they all get fucked and paid and blessed
On the altars of their own success
And the numb and stupid and dumb and vain
Have their fatuous theories to explain
Why nobody any longer feels the pain
Down to the east of Eden

Wanna see the infernal city
Wanna see the ruined city
Wanna see the poisoned city
Wanna see the big bad city
Wanna see the lost city
Wanna see the dead city
Wanna see the ghost city
Wanna see the forbidden city

MaggieL 06-26-2006 10:17 AM

"Pretentious? Moi?" -- Miss Piggy

AlternateGray 06-26-2006 10:59 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by MaggieL
"Pretentious? Moi?" -- Miss Piggy

Ha...ha. I like it. Here's another one- the album itself is Sacred City, it's about (Gasp!) cities. The one below was written about London, but it could be about others... And of course it's pretentious. They're British. ;)

(Open Up) Your Filthy Heart (To Me)

High above through veils of cloud I look on you again
You're beautiful as always in this light
About you shame and ignorance are clinging like a shroud
But I can't wait to be with you tonight

No angels walk beside you now
No heroes hold your hands
Your heart was broken but your mind's still free
And down below me you are waiting smiling like a ghost
Come open up your filthy heart to me

Into your arms so long ago in innocence and fear
I asked you for your dreams to make me wise
Like a priestess like a whore you took me by the hand
And showed me all your mysteries and lies

But everywhere I go there still are echoes of you now
Your golden streets that no one ever sees
And all I ask is one last time
Before my time has passed
Come open up your filthy heart to me

Mad dogs and millionaires have breathed upon your eyes
Their rituals are sordid and so bland
They whisper their banalaties
They fawn and patronise
How little all your suitors understand

They try to dress you up like someone younger and more free
Ridiculous they try to make you seem
When what you are is perfect and I need no more than this
Come open up your filthy heart to me

BigV 06-26-2006 11:42 AM

Story of my fuckin life.

AGENT ORANGE LYRICS

"Everything Turns Grey"

Things don't seem to be as easy
As they used to be
It's getting harder every day
To think of better things to say
About what's going on around you
And what's happening inside you
When it's time to change you won't know how
It won't matter years from now

No matter what you think or do or say
Everything turns grey

This is it, the darkest hour
Isn't it depressing how our
Minds create an atmosphere
That won't happen here
Unless we make some new demands
To grasp the future in our hands
You know I wish I could but it's too late
For senseless minds that love to hate

No matter what they think or do or say
Everything turns grey

No matter what they think or do or say
Everything turns grey

JayMcGee 06-27-2006 06:44 PM

*coughs*






















*ahem*



















(feet shuffling)












4 minutes and 32 seconds - John Cage

Ibby 06-27-2006 08:25 PM

Heroin - The Velvet Underground


I don't know just where I'm going
But I'm gonna try for the kingdom, if I can
'Cause it makes me feel like I'm a man
When I put a spike into my vein
And I'll tell ya, things aren't quite the same
When I'm rushing on my run
And I feel just like Jesus' son
And I guess that I just don't know
And I guess that I just don't know

I have made the big decision
I'm gonna try to nullify my life
'Cause when the blood begins to flow
When it shoots up the dropper's neck
When I'm closing in on death
And you can't help me not, you guys
And all you sweet girls with all your sweet silly talk
You can all go take a walk
And I guess that I just don't know
And I guess that I just don't know

I wish that I was born a thousand years ago
I wish that I'd sail the darkened seas
On a great big clipper ship
Going from this land here to that
In a sailor's suit and cap
Away from the big city
Where a man can not be free
Of all of the evils of this town
And of himself, and those around
Oh, and I guess that I just don't know
Oh, and I guess that I just don't know

Heroin, be the death of me
Heroin, it's my wife and it's my life
Because a mainer to my vein
Leads to a center in my head
And then I'm better off than dead
Because when the smack begins to flow
I really don't care anymore
About all the Jim-Jim's in this town
And all the politicians makin' busy sounds
And everybody puttin' everybody else down
And all the dead bodies piled up in mounds

'Cause when the smack begins to flow
Then I really don't care anymore
Ah, when the heroin is in my blood
And that blood is in my head
Then thank God that I'm as good as dead
Then thank your God that I'm not aware
And thank God that I just don't care
And I guess I just don't know
And I guess I just don't know

Crimson Ghost 06-28-2006 01:46 AM

Danzig - Thirteen

Bad luck wind been blowin' on my back
I was born to bring trouble wherever I'm at
With the number '13' tattooed on my neck
That ink starts to itch
Black gon' turn to red

I was born in the soul of misery
And I never had me a name
They just give me a number when I was young

Got a long line of heartache
I carry it well
The list of lives I've broken
Reach from here to Hell
And a bad luck wind been blowin' on my back
Pray you don't look at me
And I pray I don't look back

I was born in the soul of misery
And I never had me a name
They just give me a number when I was young

Found me with a preacherman confessin' all I done
Catch me with the devil playing 21
And a bad luck wind been blowin' on my back
I was born to bring trouble wherever I'm at

I was born in the soul of misery
And I never had me a name
They just give me a number when I was young
When I was young
When I was young
When I was young

footfootfoot 06-29-2006 09:58 PM

Calling All Angels
Jane Siberry with K.D. Lang

Santa Maria, Santa Teresa, Santa Anna, Santa Susannah
Santa Cecilia, Santa Copelia, Santa Dominica, Mary Angelica
Frater Achad, Frater Pietro, Julianus, Petronella
Santa, Santos, Miroslaw, Vladimir
and all the rest

a man is placed upon the steps, a baby cries
and high above the church bells start to ring
and as the heaviness the body
oh the heaviness settles in
somewhere you can hear a mother sing

then it's one foot then the other
as you step out onto the road
how much weight? how much weight?
then it's how long? and how far?
and how many times before it's too late?

calling all angels
calling all angels
walk me through this world
don't leave me alone
calling all angels
calling all angels
we're cryin' and we're hurtin'
and we're not sure why...

and every day you gaze upon the sunset
with such love and intensity
why it's...it's almost as if
if you could only crack the code
then you'd finally understand what this all means

but if you could...do you think you would
trade it in
all the pain and suffering?
ah, but then you'd miss
the beauty of the light upon this earth
and the sweetness of the leaving

calling all angels
calling all angels
walk me through this one
don't leave me alone
callin' all angels
callin' all angels
we're tryin'
we're hopin'
we're hurtin'
we're lovin'
we're cryin'
we're callin'
'cause we're not sure how this goes

wolf 06-30-2006 01:13 AM

I unintentionally saw her (Jane Sibbery) in concert. She seemed like a cheap imitation of Laurie Anderson.

She also had the misfortune of playing a popular Philadelphia night club as the front-act before a very popular local act had very special show. The crowd was not in the least interested in what she was doing. Well, except for about 30 people (her friends and hangers-on) out of the capacity crowd.

Ibby 07-07-2006 03:26 AM

You been bad
Don't do what I say.
You don't listen.
And you never obey.
Try to teach you.
But you just won't be good.
You won't behave the way
A big girl should.
It's time to give the whip a crack.
I'm gonna have to send you back to
Bitch School.
Bitch School.
You're a beauty.
You're the best of your breed.
You're a handful.
And I know what you need.
You need training.
Gonna bring you to heel.
I'm gonna break you with my will of steel.
Discipline's my middle name.
And no one comes back the same from
Bitch School.
Bitch School.
No more sniffling strangers, or running free at night.
You think my bark's bad, honey - wait till you feel my bite.
You got problems.
You whine and you beg.
When I'm busy,
You wanna dance with my leg.
I'm gonna chain you.
Make you sleep out of doors.
You're so fetching when you're down on all fours.
And when you hear your master,
You will come a little faster, thanks to
Bitch School.


Guess who wrote this one?

footfootfoot 07-07-2006 06:36 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by wolf
I unintentionally saw her (Jane Sibbery) in concert. She seemed like a cheap imitation of Laurie Anderson.

She also had the misfortune of playing a popular Philadelphia night club as the front-act before a very popular local act had very special show. The crowd was not in the least interested in what she was doing. Well, except for about 30 people (her friends and hangers-on) out of the capacity crowd.

I've never heard anything by her except this song, from the soundtrack to "until the end of the world" -there's an awesome film.

I wouldn't have guessed that she'd be anything like Laurie A.

Now I'm a little curious.

Spexxvet 07-07-2006 02:25 PM

Blow Up Hollywood - "WMD"

did really poor in high school it wasn't my thing
i wanted to leave this small town but i had no money
so i visit my uncle sam
and he tells me he has a plan
i can see the world for free
i never knew the desert could be so hot
and all this heavy equipment it must cost a lot
well they issued me my gun
and they told me to kill someone
but he hasn't done a thing to me
they put me on the front line
and they told me to wait for a sign
i'd be looking out for wmd's
what are these?

rkzenrage 07-08-2006 12:17 AM

Chocolate Jesus
Well, i don't go to church on sunday
Don't get on my knees to pray
Don't memorize the books of the bible
I got my own special way

I know jesus loves me
Maybe just a little bit more
I fall down on my knees every sunday
At zerelda lee's candy store

Well, it's got to be a chocolate jesus
Make me feel good inside
Got to be a chocolate jesus
Keep me satisfied

Well, i don't want no abba zabba
Don't want no almond joy
There ain't nothing better
Suitable for this boy

Well, it's the only thing that can pick me up
It's better than a cup of gold
See, only a chocolate jesus
Can satisfy my soul

When the weather gets rough and it's whiskey in the shade
It's best to wrap your savior up in cellophane
He flows like the big muddy but that's okay
Pour him over ice cream for a nice parfait

Well, it's got to be a chocolate jesus
Good enough for me
Got to be a chocolate jesus
It's good enough for me

And it's got to be a chocolate jesus
Make me feel so good inside
Got to be a chocolate jesus
Keep me satisfied



Written by: Kathleen Brennan and Tom Waits

wolf 07-08-2006 01:51 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by footfootfoot
I've never heard anything by her except this song, from the soundtrack to "until the end of the world" -there's an awesome film.

I wouldn't have guessed that she'd be anything like Laurie A.

Now I'm a little curious.

She probably isn't now, but I saw her in the mid 1980s. She had the overly thin dancing chicks on stage doing some pseudomechanical movements and pretty much mimicked Laurie's vocal style.

Ibby 07-12-2006 01:51 PM

(I Never Loved) Eva Braun by the Boomtown Rats

Are you really going out with Adolf?

I never loved Eva Braun (oh no?)
No, a thousand people say I did (oh yeah?)
Yeah, she was just some girl who was on the make (Yes, we see)
Boy she wanted to be so big.
And in the end it got to be a drag,
She's doing her exercises every day
No matter what people say,
I never loved Eva Braun.

I never heard all the screams (oh no?)
I never saw the blood and dirt and gore (oh yeah?)
That wasn't part of the dream, (yes, we see)
Of maps and generals and uniforms.
I'd always like the big parade,
I always wanted to be adored,
In '33 I knew I had it made,
I never loved....

Eva Braun wasn't history,
She wasn't even part of my destiny
She never really fitted in the scheme of things
She was a triumph of my will,
Oh yeah!

I saw the blondies and the blue eyes, (oh yeah?)
I saw the millions mouthing me, (oh yeah?)
But underneath I was really gentle, (oh yeah?)
D'ja ever see me touch a scrap of meat?
O yeah I conquered all those countries
They were weak an' I was strong
A little too ambitious maybe,
But I never loved Eva Braun.
Gee!

skysidhe 07-27-2006 11:45 PM

Welcome To Machine
 
Welcome my son
Welcome to the machine
Where have you been?
It's alright we know where you've been
You've been in the pipeline
Filling in time
Provided with toys and scouting for boys
You brought a guitar to punish your ma
And you didn't like school
And you know you're nobody's fool
So welcome to the machine

Welcome my son
Welcome to the machine
What did you dream?
It's alright we told you what to dream
You dreamed of a big star
He played a mean gituar
He always ate in the Steak Bar
He loved to drive in his Jaguar
So welcome to the Machine

Pink Floyd

Shawnee123 07-28-2006 07:35 AM

"When I Fall" -- Barenaked Ladies

I look straight in the window, try not to look below
Pretend I'm not up here, try counting sheep
But the sheep seem to shower off this office tower
Nine-point-eight straight down I can't stop my knees

I wish I could fly
From this building
From this wall
And if I should try
Would you catch me if I fall?

My hands clench the squeegee, my secular rosary
Hang on to your wallet, hang on to your rings
Can't look below me, or something might throw me
Curse at the windstorms that October brings

I look in the boardroom; a modern pharaoh's tomb
I'd gladly swap places, if they care to dive
They're lined up at the window, peer down into limbo
They're frightened of jumping, in case they survive

I wish I could step from this scaffold
Onto soft green pastures, shopping malls, or bed
With my family and my pastor and my grandfather who's Dead

Look straight in the mirror, watch it come clearer
I look like a painter, behind all the grease
But paintings creating, and I'm just erasing
A crystal-clear canvas is my masterpiece

Sundae 08-15-2006 11:30 AM

Time for a bump I think, with my favourite paean to unrequited love:

How Could You Want Him by the Spin Doctors

I’m quite contented to take my chances
Against the guildensterns & rosencrantses
It’s a matter of cain & abel
And I can feel your knee underneath the table

He doesn’t dangle by the seraphim
He only wants a pretty face by him so
How could you want him when you know you could have me?

See the pigeons peck & peck to pay the dues
They peck a little extra to resole their shoes
He’s with the pigeons pecking crumbs
I’m on my deathbed bleeding with the cherubim

He doesn’t dangle by the seraphim
He only wants a pretty face by him so
How could you want him when you know you could have me?

Ferocious angels send me falling stars
But I know just how dangerous wishes are
Ferocious angels watch me come and go
But I’m not too smart to go barging off of roof tops, though

Sit out september on the window sill
’cause you can’t drink wine from a two dollar bill
Saint christopher lives on the end of a quill
Leave him a diamond in your last will

He doesn’t dangle by the seraphim
He only wants a pretty face by him so
How could you want him when you know you could have me?

How could you want him when you know you could have me? (x4)

(Sounds great in the bath!)

Sundae 08-15-2006 11:35 AM

And a little beauty from Neil Finn

Faster Than Light

Close your eyes go to sleep
Close your eyes get so dizzy
World is spinning in your bed

I know where the sun goes
It's waking up the sparrows
In England it's morning

In time you'll see that some things
travel faster than light
In time you'll recognise
that love is larger than life

Now you know what you're missing
Now you've seen that I'm willing
If you're looking for the message
Close your eyes

Do you hear what I'm thinking?
Is it how you imagined?

In time you'll see that some things
travel faster than light
In time you'll recognise
that love is larger than life
And praise will come to those whose kindness
leaves you without debt
And bends the shape of things
that haven't happened yet

Close your eyes
Colours changing like a lizard
Close your eyes

I know where the sun goes
I have seen the world turning
In time you'll find that some things
travel faster than light
In time you'll recognise that love is larger than life
And praise will come to those whose kindness
leaves you without debt
and bends the shape of things to come
that haven't happened yet

(the way it is sung brings a lump to my throat, but I think the lyrics bear scrutiny alone)

Griff 08-28-2006 07:51 PM

LIZ PHAIR

"Table For One"

I'm walking down in the basement
I'm leaning on the washing machine
I'm reaching back through a hole in the wall's insulation
I'm pulling out a bottle of vodka
Replacing that with a pint of Jim Bean
I'm lying down on the floor until I feel better

It's morning and I pour myself coffee
I drink it til the kitchen stops shaking
I'm backing out of the driveway
And into creation

And the loving spirit that follows me
Watching helplessly, will always forgive me

Oh, I want to die alone
With my sympathy beside me
I want to bring down all those demons who drank with me
Feasting bleed through me
On my desperation

I hide all the bottles in places
They find and confront me with pain in their eyes
And I promise that I'll make some changes

But reaching back it occurs to me
There will always be some kind of crisis for me

Oh, I want to die alone
With my sympathy beside me
I want to bring back all those moments they stole from me
In my reverie
Darkening days end

Oh, I want to die alone
With my memories inside me
I want to live that life
When I could say people had faith in me
I still see that guy in my memory

Oh, I want to die alone
With my sympathy beside me
I want to bring down all those people who drank with me
Watching happily
My humiliation

BigV 08-29-2006 11:02 AM

I Shall Be Free -- Kid Beyond, Amplivate
 
I Shall Be Free -- Kid Beyond, Amplivate


One day I went walking down a lonesome road
and I came upon a stranger in some funky robes.
He said he was a soldier, I said where's your gun?
He said I don't got one and I don't need one.

I don't need no weapon, cause I don't fight no war.
I said then well then mister soldier what you fighting for?
Well he didn't say nothin', he just smiled at me.
And then I heard him whisper "You Shall Be Free."

Well excuse me mister, are you sayin I ain't free?
Well, I don't see no shackles or chains on me.
He said we're chained to our hatred and shackled by greed.
Too blind to see the wonder and the mystery.

We got to love one another, give our love so strong,
Love your brother man even when he treats you wrong.
When you love without limits, unconditionally;
When you love without fear, then you Shall Be Free.

So I pried my heart open, as wide as the sea,
And the strangest sensations came over me.
I could see the clouds dancing, felt a raindrop sting,
I could hear the tiny beating of a butterfly wing.

As I sat in the middle I, I felt this love unfold.
A love too big for this body to hold.
That day I became a warrior, with no enemy.
Now I am that funky soldier and I Shall Be Free.

Now I ain't afraid of livin' and I ain't scared to die.
Cause I feel this vibration that I can't deny.
I can feel it singin' through me like a symphony
And it tastes so sweet like destiny.

It's in everything I touch, everything I see
It's in every single fiber of my body.
Every star every creature every leaf on every tree
Is a lesson and a blessin' and We Shall Be Free.

I Shall, I Shall Be Free.
I Shall, I Shall Be Free.
I Shall, I Shall Be Free.
I Shall, I Shall Be Free.

Pangloss62 08-29-2006 11:20 AM

Out Came Oil
 
Exxon Bicentenial Singers (1976)

Oil's been around for centuries sure,
floating in springs, in lakes and the streams.

The Indians used if for a medicine cure,
but never in the wildest of dreams

did anyone think, that black sticky stuff,
always in short supply,
would ever have the power enough to gush its way to the sky!

Chorus:
When out came oil!
Out came oil!

Once that Edwin Drake dude,
struck the bubbling crude,
as his drill cut through the soil

Out came oil!
Out came oil!

Spindletop,
Turned it around
The world soon saw just what oil could mean

Starting off slow blowing out of the ground
Then refining that crude to pure kerosene

Oh we really started cracking with a process devised
when a guy named Burton appeared
The history of oil kept us all suprised, cause it's only been one-hundred years!

Since
Out - came - oil!
Out - came - oil!

Industry stood right on,
serving home and farm
It caused the melting pot to boil

When
OUT CAME OIL
OUT CAME OIL

From the hunches and devining rods
Going agaist all of the odds

To the power and the lubrication
For every type of transportation and equipment you can name

Since
Out - came - oil!
Out - came - oil!

Nothing, in this world,
has been the same!!!!

OUT CAME OIL!!
OUT CAME OIL!!!!

Undertoad 09-10-2007 09:06 PM

The old bastard left his ties and a suit
A brown box
Moth balls and bowling shoes
And his opinions so you'd never have to choose
Pretty soon you'll be an old bastard too

You get smaller as the world gets big
The more you know you know you don't know shit
"The Whiz Man" will never fit you like "The Whiz Kid" did

So why you gotta act like you know when you don't know?
It's okay if you don't know everything
Why you gotta act like you know when you don't know?
It's okay
If you don't know everything

Close your eyes
Close your ears young man
You've seen and heard all an old man can
Spread the facts on the floor like a fan
Throw away the ones that make you feel bad

Kids today are getting old too fast
They can't wait to grow up so they can kiss some ass
They get nostalgic about the last ten years
Before the last ten years have passed

So why you gotta act like you know when you don't know?
It's okay if you don't know everything
Why you gotta act like you know when you don't know?
It's okay if you don't know everything

Tears land on a hand on a chest
The old bastard had a paradigm arrest
He got smaller and the world got big
The more he knew he knew he didn't know shit
"The Whiz Man" never fit him like "The Whiz Kid" did

So why you gotta act like you know when you don't know?
It's ok if you don't know everything
Why you gotta act like you know when you don't know?
It's ok if you don't know everything

Spexxvet 09-12-2007 06:07 PM

I'm getting cold
You used to have a heart
Now I guess its just a stone
You said leave me alone
But even tho I'm here
You know that I'm already gone

Gone, baby
Even tho I'm here you know that I'm already gone
Gone, baby
Even tho I'm here you know that I'm already gone

We've got some time
So lets walk hand in hand together
And hold our heads up high
Since I can't read your mind
You've got to tell me what you're thinking
I won't write in the sky
I won't write in the sky

We're getting old
We've planted our seeds and now we wait for them to grow
You said I'll never show
You how I really feel or which way I'm gonna go

Gone, baby
Even tho I'm here you know that I'm already gone
Gone, baby
Even tho I'm here you know that I'm already gone

We've got some time
So lets walk hand in hand together
And hold our heads up high
Since I can't read your mind
You've got to tell me what you're thinking
I won't write in the sky
I won't write in the sky

No one to hold
The world will make a dream
And a prayer out of our bones
To find where we belong
Our shadows will remain
Even after we are gone

Gone, baby
Even tho I'm here you know that I'm already gone
Gone, baby
Even tho I'm here you know that I'm already gone

Crimson Ghost 09-12-2007 11:19 PM

Rainbow Eyes - Rainbow


She's been gone since yesterday
Oh, I didn't care
Never cared for yesterdays
Fancies in the air

No sighs or mysteries
She lay golden in the sun
No broken harmonies
But I've lost my way
She had rainbow eyes
Rainbow eyes
Rainbow eyes

Love should be a simple blend
A whisper on the shore
No clever words you can't defend
They lead to never more

No sighs or mysteries
She lay golden in the sun
No broken harmonies
But I've lost my way
She had rainbow eyes
Rainbow eyes
Rainbow eyes

Summer nights are colder now
They've taken down the fair
And all the lights have died somehow
Or were they ever there?

No sighs or mysteries
She lay golden in the sun
No broken harmonies
But I've lost my way
She had rainbow eyes
Rainbow eyes
Rainbow eyes

Shawnee123 09-13-2007 09:22 AM

Spinning, laughing, dancing to
her favorite song
A little girl with nothing wrong
Is all alone

Eyes wide open
Always hoping for the sun
And she'll sing her song to anyone
that comes along

Fragile as a leaf in autumn
Just fallin' to the ground
Without a sound

Crooked little smile on her face
Tells a tale of grace
That's all her own

Spinning, laughing, dancing to
her favorite song
A little girl with nothing wrong
And she's all alone

--Norah Jones

Drax 10-27-2007 03:03 PM

Possibly the greatest song ever written by a stoned hippy: Imagine
 
Imagine there's no Heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today

Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace

You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one

Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world

You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one

lumberjim 10-27-2007 04:46 PM

I'm pretty sure Forest Gump wrote that song

binky 10-27-2007 08:32 PM

Sad
 
Quote:

Originally Posted by Datalyss (Post 400471)
Imagine there's no Heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today

Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace

You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one

Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world

You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one

Every time I hear that song it makes me cry


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