lush Posted 24 October 2005 Share Posted 24 October 2005 "for everything i long to do, no matter when, or where, or who, has one thing in common too, its a sin" PSB. "do you believe in a god that told you lies, do you believe in a god that tells you lies, do you believe in a god that makes you bow, or do you believe in me" Dj Ernesto. "Heaven holds a sense of wonder, and I wanted to believe, that I'd get caught up, when the rage in me subsides" Sarah McLachlan. "Well I guess, it's human nature, How people, out talk eachother, But then, we face the danger, Of only, listening to ourselves In the pressure of, the situation, I won't let, my toungue, get tied, A silent voice, in the congregation, I refuse, to live, a lie" Angelic. Im sure that one was written after doing a live version of "its my turn" at the Leeds love parade. The congregation being the hundreds of thousands listening, whilst the pressure was on via the live outside broadcast. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mark Posted 25 October 2005 Share Posted 25 October 2005 It's what I feel inside I don't want to hide It's you that's got to me It's what I want to sing Cause I've got a dream for us Running through my mind Sitting on the beach Looking at the sea We are old and tired And time has made us smile As we go on counting things People in the breeze And we're not the only ones There's hundreds on the shore Looking at the sea But it's just you and me If the day never comes I sink beneath the tide Will you still be with me And disappear - The Appleseed Cast Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
lush Posted 25 October 2005 Author Share Posted 25 October 2005 Emotive stuff there Mr C. Dreaming of the Queen visiting for tea You and her and I and Lady Di The Queen said: 'I'm aghast Love never seems to last however hard you try' And Di replied that 'There are no more lovers left alive No one has survived so there are no more lovers left alive and that's why love has died Yes, it's true Look, it's happened to me and you' Then carriages arrived We stood and said good-bye Diana dried her eyes and looked surprised For I was in the nude The old Queen disapproved but people laughed and asked for autographs And there were no more lovers left alive No one had survived so there were no more lovers left alive and that's why love had died Yes, it's true Look, it's happened to me and you I woke up in a sweat desolate For there were no more lovers left alive No one had survived so there were no more lovers left alive and that's why love had died Yes, it's true Look, it's happened to me and you I LOVE these lyrics: The cathedral's glittering on, coronation day Crowned heads and cardinals under, military sway I approach the altar slowly, in a humble shroud to receive the acclamation, of the loyal crowd Give me power, over people, in a palace with a permanent guard and the flags unfurled Give devotion, dedication, celebration not some cheap charade and I'll rule the world All of these delusions of grandeur because they said 'We don't understand you' and I want revenge In audience I receive, the media's pleas They kiss my ring in interviews, on bended knees In victory I'm magnanimous, and charming when I speak exclusively at length, to CNN About power, over people, in a palace with a permanent guard and the flags unfurled With devotion, dedication, celebration not some cheap charade I will rule the world All of these delusions of grandeur because they said 'We don't understand you' and I want revenge Ring the bells, tell everyone Revolution can be fun The PSB, probably the best ever writters of musical lyrics. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Oli Posted 27 October 2005 Share Posted 27 October 2005 " Bod boys in a London, Rude Boys In a England, Bad boys in a Jericho, Rude boys in a Kingston. " Shy Fx - Original Nuttah Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The People's Hero Posted 30 October 2005 Share Posted 30 October 2005 Ramona, come closer, Shut softly your watery eyes. The pangs of your sadness Shall pass as your senses will rise. The flowers of the city Though breathlike, get deathlike at times. And there's no use in tryin' T' deal with the dyin', Though I cannot explain that in lines. Your cracked country lips, I still wish to kiss, As to be under the strength of your skin. Your magnetic movements Still capture the minutes I'm in. But it grieves my heart, love, To see you tryin' to be a part of A world that just don't exist. It's all just a dream, babe, A vacuum, a scheme, babe, That sucks you into feelin' like this. I can see that your head Has been twisted and fed By worthless foam from the mouth. I can tell you are torn Between stayin' and returnin' On back to the South. You've been fooled into thinking That the finishin' end is at hand. Yet there's no one to beat you, No one t' defeat you, 'Cept the thoughts of yourself feeling bad. I've heard you say many times That you're better 'n no one And no one is better 'n you. If you really believe that, You know you got Nothing to win and nothing to lose. From fixtures and forces and friends, Your sorrow does stem, That hype you and type you, Making you feel That you must be exactly like them. I'd forever talk to you, But soon my words, They would turn into a meaningless ring. For deep in my heart I know there is no help I can bring. Everything passes, Everything changes, Just do what you think you should do. And someday maybe, Who knows, baby, I'll come and be cryin' to you. Bob Dylan - To Ramona. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Deathside Posted 30 October 2005 Share Posted 30 October 2005 Currently the song with my fav lyrics is Don't Take Me For Granted by Social Distortion This is only a portion of the lyrics: I'm your worn in leather jacket I'm the volume in your fúcked up teenage band A bag of smokes and a six pack I'm the dreams you had walking down the railroad tracks You and Me. I'm your first taste of romance I'm your first broken heart on a Saturday night Guys like us ain't got no chance But I'm the thing that keeps you and me alive But not forever Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nationwider Posted 31 October 2005 Share Posted 31 October 2005 Squeeze (Difford and Tilbrook) - Labelled With Love She unscrews the top of a new whiskey bottle And shuffles about in her candle lit hovel, Like some kind of witch with blue fingers in mittens She smells like the cat and the neighbours she sickens, The black and white t.v. has long seen a picture The cross on the wall is a permanent fixture, The postman delivers the final reminders She sells off her silver and poodles in China. Drinks to remember, I me and myself And winds up the clock And knocks dust from the shelf Home is a love that I miss very much So the past has been bottled and labelled with love. During the war time an American pilot Made every air raid a time of excitement, She moved to his prairie and married the Texan She learnt from a distance how love was a lesson, He became drinker and she became mother She knew that one day she'd be one or the other, He ate himself older, drunk himself dizzy Proud of her features, she kept herself pretty. Drinks to remember, I me and myself And winds up the clock And knocks dust from the shelf Home is a love that I miss very much So the past has been bottled and labelled with love. He like a cowboy died drunk in his slumber Out on the porch in the middle of summer, She crossed the ocean back home to her family But they had retired to roads that were sandy, She moved home alone without friends or relations Lived in a world full of age reservation, On moth eaten armchairs she'd say that she'd sod all The friends who had left her to drink from the bottle . Drinks to remember, I me and myself And winds up the clock And knocks dust from the shelf Home is a love that I miss very much So the past has been bottled and labelled with love. The past has been bottled and labelled with love. The past - has been bottled and labelled with love. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Head Honcho Posted 31 October 2005 Share Posted 31 October 2005 STORY OF THE BLUES (PART ONE) Here in my pocket I got the Story of the Blues Try to believe me 'Cos it could be front page news I say I live with it like it hasn't happened yet I keep thinking of everyone How I'm the one, the one they're trying to get To tell the Story of the Blues First, they take your pride Turn it all inside And then you realise You've got nothing left to lose So, you try to stop Try to get back up And then, you realise You're telling the Story of the Blues Feeling browbeaten Day after day I think it's over But I just can't get away You say forget it We'll don't jump the gun You're laughing this time Next time you might be the one To tell the Story of the Blues First, they take your pride Turn it all inside And then you realise You've got nothing left to lose So, you try to stop Try to get back up And then, you realise You're telling the Story of the Blues (repeat) What they gonna say 'bout me When they tell the Story of the Blues Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
lush Posted 31 October 2005 Author Share Posted 31 October 2005 Good one Allen, and ive just downloaded it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
lush Posted 31 October 2005 Author Share Posted 31 October 2005 I think you`ll all agree, these lyrics are pretty damn Goode EBENEEZER GOODE - 19/09/1992 4 weeks at #1 - 10 weeks on chart A great philosopher once wrote Naughty, naughty, very naughty Ha ha ha ha ha There's a guy in the place He's got a bittersweet face And he goes by the name of Ebeneezer Goode His friends call him Eezer and he is the main geezer And he'll vibe about the place like no other man could He's refined, he's sublime, he makes you feel fine Though very much maligned and misunderstood But if you know Eezer he's a real crowd pleaser He's ever so good, he's Ebeneezer Goode You can see that he's mischievious, mysterious and devious When he circulates amongst the people in the place But once you know he's fun and something of a genius He gives a grin that goes around from face to face to face Backwards and then forwards, forwards and then backwards Eezer is the geezer who loves to muscle in That's about the time the crowd all shout the name of Eezer As he's kotcheled in the corner, laughing by the bass bin Eezer Goode, Eezer Goode He's Ebeneezer Goode Eezer Goode, Eezer Goode He's Ebeneezer Goode Eezer Goode, Eezer Goode He's Ebeneezer Goode Eezer Goode, Eezer Goode He's Ebeneezer Goode He's Ebeneezer Goode Has anybody got any veras Lovely Ha ha ha ha ha Ha ha ha ha ha A great philosopher once wrote Naughty, naughty, very naughty Ha ha ha ha ha Ebeneezer Goode, leading light of the scene Know what I mean, see He created the vibe He takes you for a ride and as if by design The party ignites like he's comin alive He takes you to the top, shakes you all around Then back down, you know as he gets mellow Then as smooth as the groove that is making you move He glides into your mind with a sunny Hello A gentleman of leisure, he's there for your pleasure But go easy on old Eezer he's the love you could lose Extraordinary fellow, like Mr. Punchinello He's the kind of geezer who must never be abused When you're in town and Ebeneezer is around You can sense a presence in the sound of the crowd He gets them all at it, the party starts rocking The people get excited it's time to shout loud Eezer Goode, Eezer Goode He's Ebeneezer Goode Eezer Goode, Eezer Goode He's Ebeneezer Goode Eezer Goode, Eezer Goode He's Ebeneezer Goode Eezer Goode, Eezer Goode He's Ebeneezer Goode He's Ebeneezer Goode He's Ebeneezer Goode Eezer Goode, Eezer Goode Eezer Goode, Eezer Goode He's Ebeneezer Goode Got any salmon Sorted Ha ha ha ha ha Ha ha ha ha ha Eezer Goode, Eezer Goode Eezer Goode, Eezer Goode Oh what a carry on, ha ha ha ha ha Eezer Goode, Eezer Goode Wicked Eezer Goode, Eezer Goode He's Ebeneezer Goode He's Ebeneezer Goode Oh what a carry on, ha ha ha ha ha He's Ebeneezer Goode Eezer Goode, Eezer Goode Wicked Eezer Goode, Eezer Goode He's Ebeneezer Goode He's Ebeneezer Goode He's Ebeneezer Goode Eezer Goode, Eezer Goode Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Head Honcho Posted 31 October 2005 Share Posted 31 October 2005 Saw the Shamen in 91 at Leicester Uni just before Will Sinott died. Brilliant Just as good when Mr C joined! No not that Mr C Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
lush Posted 31 October 2005 Author Share Posted 31 October 2005 Is Mr C aka Mr Sam, allen? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nationwider Posted 31 October 2005 Share Posted 31 October 2005 Aye, a good band in their time. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
lush Posted 4 November 2005 Author Share Posted 4 November 2005 Lost Tribe - Game Master Embracing the goddess energy within yourselves Will bring all of you to a new understanding and valueing of life A vision that inspires you to live and love on planet earth Like a priceless jewel buried in dark layers of soil and stone Earth radiates her brilliant beauty into the caverns of space and time Perhaps you are aware of those who watch over your home And experience of this place to visit and play with reality You are becoming aware of yourself, as a gamemaster Imagine earth restored to her real beauty Stately trees seem to brush the deep blue sky Clouds billow to form majestic peaks The songs of birds fill the air, create a symphony upon symphony The goddess is calling for an honouring of what she allows to be created through the core mystery of the blood Those who own the planet, are learning, about love WOW!! (All trance heads will know Exactly what i mean by that). Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
shen Posted 4 November 2005 Share Posted 4 November 2005 Tool - The Patient A groan of tedium escapes me, Startling the fearful. Is this a test? It has to be, Otherwise I can't go on. Draining patience, drain vitality. This paranoid, paralyzed vampire act's a little old. But I'm still right here Giving blood, keeping faith And I'm still right here. Wait it out, Gonna wait it out, Be patient (wait it out). If there were no rewards to reap, No loving embrace to see me through This tedious path I've chosen here, I certainly would've walked away by now. Gonna wait it out. If there were no desire to heal The damaged and broken met along This tedious path I've chosen here I certainly would've walked away by now. And I still may ... (sigh) ... I still may. Be patient. I must keep reminding myself of this. And if there were no rewards to reap, No loving embrace to see me through This tedious path I've chosen here, I certainly would've walked away by now. And I still may. Gonna wait it out. ------------------------------------------------------ Failure - The Nurse Who Loved Me say hello to the rug's topography it holds quite a lot of interest with your face down on it say hello to the shrinking in your head you can't see it but you know it's there so don't neglect it I'm taking her home with me all dressed in white she's got everything I need pharmacy keys she's falling hard for me I can see it in her eyes she acts just like a nurse with all the other guys say hello to all the apples on the ground they were once in your eyes but you sneezed them out while sleeping say hello to everything you've left behind It's even more a part of your life now that you can't touch it I'm taking her home with me all dressed in white she's got everything I need some pills and a little cup she's falling hard for me I can see it in her eyes she acts just like a nurse with all the other guys Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jordan Posted 6 November 2005 Share Posted 6 November 2005 Either "Adopduction" by Les Savy Fav: Kidnapped! I was kidnapped I dreamed I was kidnapped By a guy with a moustache and a chick with an eye patch Who though they could trade me back for some quick cash. But when they relayed the bargain, my family said, "we'll pay half that." The haggling went on for days, The days went on for weeks and weeks for years. Riding in the trunk was never fun But soon I plum ran out of tears. They camped us in the woods We cooked canned goods They never threatened me with pain. They treated cops politely Driving nightly always using coded names. So, if slowly, I could trust them Dare I say it, even love them Who's to blame? I learned my alphabet And letterset while setting up my latest ransom note. They got me correspondence classes, Got me glasses, Gave me dropcloths in the cold. My fondest memories are from my hostage crises I know it's strange! Although we got so close, you know, They never even told me their real names. ...or "Holiday in Cambodia" by the Dead Kennedys Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Deathside Posted 13 November 2005 Share Posted 13 November 2005 I'm also fond of I've got a book of matches I've got a can of kerosene There's other bits of the lyrics that work very well - but I think that's an excellent opening Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MC Prussian Posted 7 December 2005 Share Posted 7 December 2005 When comes the shaking man A nation in his eyes Striped with blood and emblazed tattoo Streaking cathedral spire They say he has no brain They say he has no mood They say he was born again They say look at him climb They say 'Jump' They say he has two gods They say he has no fear They say he has no eyes They say he has no mouth They say hey that's really something They feel he should get some time I say he should watch his ass My friend don't listen to the crowd They say 'Jump' Got to believe somebody Got to believe Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gamesmaster Posted 7 December 2005 Share Posted 7 December 2005 Neil Young "Philadelphia" (city of brotherly love) from the film philadelphia. Sometimes I think that I know What love's all about And when I see the light I know I'll be all right I've got my friends in the world, I had my friends When we were boys and girls And the secrets came unfurled City of brotherly love Place I call home Don't turn your back on me I don't want to be alone Love lasts forever Someone is talking to me, Calling my name Tell me I'm not to blame I won't be ashamed of love. Philadelphia, City of brotherly love Brotherly love Sometimes I think that I know What love's all about And when I see the light I know I'll be all right Philadelphia Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gamesmaster Posted 8 December 2005 Share Posted 8 December 2005 Swing low, sweet chariot Coming for to carry me home Swing low, sweet chariot Coming for to carry me home I looked over Jordan and what did I see Coming for to carry me home A band of angels coming after me Coming for to carry me home Swing low, sweet chariot… If you get there before I do Coming for to carry me home Tell all my friends I’m coming too Coming for to carry me home Swing low, sweet chariot…. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
IDEA OR IKEA Posted 8 December 2005 Share Posted 8 December 2005 For me:- Them girls, them girls they all love me They call me zagamufing cause that is my name.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bert Posted 8 December 2005 Share Posted 8 December 2005 Don't Ever Forget To Tell Somebody The Feeling's Inside To Make Your Dreams Come True: By, Deepest Blue: Song: Give It Away. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
frenchy_lcfc Posted 8 December 2005 Share Posted 8 December 2005 My all Time Favorite Lyric is: - Allons enfants de la Patrie Le jour de gloire est arrivé. Contre nous, de la tyrannie, L'étandard sanglant est levé, l'étandard sanglant est levé, Entendez-vous, dans la compagnes. Mugir ces farouches soldats Ils viennent jusque dans nos bras Egorger vos fils, vos compagnes. Aux armes citoyens! Formez vos bataillons, Marchons, marchons! Qu'un sang impur Abreuve nos sillons. The French Anthem.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
shen Posted 8 December 2005 Share Posted 8 December 2005 My all Time Favorite Lyric is: - Allons enfants de la Patrie Le jour de gloire est arrivé. Contre nous, de la tyrannie, L'étandard sanglant est levé, l'étandard sanglant est levé, Entendez-vous, dans la compagnes. Mugir ces farouches soldats Ils viennent jusque dans nos bras Egorger vos fils, vos compagnes. Aux armes citoyens! Formez vos bataillons, Marchons, marchons! Qu'un sang impur Abreuve nos sillons. The French Anthem.... Has to be one of the most outdated anthems around Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cobbo Posted 19 January 2006 Share Posted 19 January 2006 Marilyn Manson - The Fight Song: Nothing suffocates you more than The passing of everyday human events Isolation is the oxygen mask you make Your children breath in to survive I'm not a slave to a god That doesn't exist I'm not a slave to a world That doesn't give a shit And when we were good You just closed your eyes So when we are bad We'll scar your minds Fight Fight Fight Fight Fight Fight Fight Fight You'll never grow up to be a big - Rock - star - celebrated - victim - of - your - fame They'll just cut our wrists like Cheap coupons and say that death Was on sale today And when we were good You just closed your eyes So when we are bad We'll scar your minds But I'm not a slave to a god That doesn't exist But I'm not a slave to a world That doesn't give a shit The death of one is a tragedy The death of one is a tragedy The death of one is a tragedy But the death of millions is just a statistic I'm not a slave to a god That doesn't exist I'm not a slave to a world That doesn't give a shit I'm not a slave to a god That doesn't exist I'm not a slave to a world That doesn't give a shit Fight Fight Fight Fight Fight Fight Fight Fight Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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