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Mine are possibly:

Up and down escalators, pennies and colder fountains

Elevators and half price sales, trapped in by all these mountains

Running away and hiding with you

I never thought they'd get me here

Not knowing you changed from just one bite

I fought them all off just to hold you close and tight

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At the moment probably Love Bites by Def Leppard..

Hysteria by them is a truely awesome album...

Def Leppard - Love Bites

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If you've got love in your sights

Watch out, love bites

When you make love, do you look in the mirror?

Who do you think of, does he look like me?

Do you tell lies and say that it's forever?

Do you think twice, or just touch 'n' see?

Ooh babe ooh yeah

When you're alone, do you let go?

Are you wild 'n' willin' or is it just for show?

Ooh c'mon

I don't wanna touch you too much baby

'Cos making love to you might drive me crazy

I know you think that love is the way you make it

So I don't wanna be there when you decide to break it

No!

Love bites, love bleeds

It's bringin' me to my knees

Love lives, love dies

It's no surprise

Love begs, love pleads

It's what I need

When I'm with you are you somewhere else?

Am I gettin' thru or do you please yourself?

When you wake up will you walk out?

It can't be love if you throw it about

Ooh babe

I don't wanna touch you too much baby

'Cos making love to you might drive me crazy

Love bites, love bleeds

It's bringin' me to my knees

Love lives, love dies

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I could go on about the Smiths until Xmas if I had to. How about this from "The Headmaster Ritual". For all those who hated school...

Belligerent ghouls

run Manchester schools

spineless bastards all

Sir leads the troops

jealous of youth

same old jokes since 1902

he does the military two-step

down the nape of my neck

I wanna go home

I don't want to stay

give up life

as a bad mistake

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The Smiths' How Soon Is Now. Brutal honesty.

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

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I have billions of favourite lyrics - but the one that springs to mind right now is:

You & I in a little toy shop

Buy a bag of bloons with the money we've got

Set them free at the break of dawn

Til one by one, they were gawn

And then I remember hairy armpits

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Continuing the Smiths theme, I love the lyrics from one of my most favourite songs

Take me home tonight

Where there's music and there's people

Who are young and alive

Driving in your car

I never never want to go home

Because I haven't got one anymore

Take me home tonight

Because I want to see people

And I want to see life

Driving in your car

Oh please don't drop me home

Because it's not my home, it's their home

And I'm welcome no more

And if a double-decker bus

Crashes in to us

To die by your side

Is such a heavenly way to die

And if a ten ton truck

Kills the both of us

To die by your side

Well the pleasure, the privilege is mine

Take me home tonight

Take me anywhere, I don't care

I don't care, I don't care

And in the darkened underpass

I thought Oh God, my chance has come at last

But then a strange fear gripped me

And I just couldn't ask

Take me home tonight

Oh take me anywhere, I don't care

I don't care, I don't care

Driving in your car

I never never want to go home

Because I haven't got one

No, I haven't got one

And if a double-decker bus

Crashes in to us

To die by your side

Is such a heavenly way to die

And if a ten ton truck

Kills the both of us

To die by your side

Well the pleasure, the privilege is mine

There is a light that never goes out

There is a light that never goes out

There is a light that never goes out

There is a light that never goes out

Brilliant, a love song without being soppy! also for personal reasons

Good times for a change

see, the luck I've had

can make a good man

turn bad

So please please please

let me, let me, let me

let me get what I want

this time

Haven't had a dream in a long time

see, the life I've had

can make a good man bad

So for once in my life

let me get what I want

Lord knows it would be the first time

Lord knows it would be the first time

:cry::cry::cry:

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Continuing the Smiths theme, I love the lyrics from one of my most favourite songs

Take me home tonight

Where there's music and there's people

Who are young and alive

Driving in your car

I never never want to go home

Because I haven't got one anymore

Take me home tonight

Because I want to see people

And I want to see life

Driving in your car

Oh please don't drop me home

Because it's not my home, it's their home

And I'm welcome no more

And if a double-decker bus

Crashes in to us

To die by your side

Is such a heavenly way to die

And if a ten ton truck

Kills the both of us

To die by your side

Well the pleasure, the privilege is mine

Take me home tonight

Take me anywhere, I don't care

I don't care, I don't care

And in the darkened underpass

I thought Oh God, my chance has come at last

But then a strange fear gripped me

And I just couldn't ask

Take me home tonight

Oh take me anywhere, I don't care

I don't care, I don't care

Driving in your car

I never never want to go home

Because I haven't got one

No, I haven't got one

And if a double-decker bus

Crashes in to us

To die by your side

Is such a heavenly way to die

And if a ten ton truck

Kills the both of us

To die by your side

Well the pleasure, the privilege is mine

There is a light that never goes out

There is a light that never goes out

There is a light that never goes out

There is a light that never goes out

Brilliant, a love song without being soppy! also for personal reasons

Good times for a change

see, the luck I've had

can make a good man

turn bad

So please please please

let me, let me, let me

let me get what I want

this time

Haven't had a dream in a long time

see, the life I've had

can make a good man bad

So for once in my life

let me get what I want

Lord knows it would be the first time

Lord knows it would be the first time

:cry:  :cry:  :cry:

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I was listening to that song when waltzing onto Campus earlier on today :thumbup:

The Queen Is Dead is a class album.

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From Oasis' She's Electric....

She's got a brother

We don't get on with one another

But I quite fancy her mother

And I think that she likes me

She's got a cousin

In fact she's got 'bout a dozen

She's got one in the oven

But it's nothing to do with me

:D

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Mine are possibly:

Up and down escalators, pennies and colder fountains

Elevators and half price sales, trapped in by all these mountains

Running away and hiding with you

I never thought they'd get me here

Not knowing you changed from just one bite

I fought them all off just to hold you close and tight

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O yes, great tune, Early sunsets over Monroeville, Gerard is God!

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Mine are possibly:

Up and down escalators, pennies and colder fountains

Elevators and half price sales, trapped in by all these mountains

Running away and hiding with you

I never thought they'd get me here

Not knowing you changed from just one bite

I fought them all off just to hold you close and tight

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O yes, great tune, Early sunsets over Monroeville, Gerard is God!

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The Smiths win pants down. Katy you pinched mine!!!

So here's another Smiths Favourite:

Last night I dreamt

That somebody loved me

No hope, no harm

Just another false alarm

Last night I felt

Real arms around me

No hope, no harm

Just another false alarm

So, tell me how long

Before the last one ?

And tell me how long

Before the right one ?

The story is old - I KNOW

But it goes on

The story is old - I KNOW

But it goes on

Oh, GOES ON

And on

Oh, goes on

And on

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if you like the smiths, you should defo check out the dears, their album is a thing of complete beauty...

lyrics

hope of the states - enemies/friends

Then I found a broken heart,

The dusty wheezing

thing wont start.

I'll fix it up

and watch it grow,

and send it to a happy home.

It don't take much

to raise a smile,

to push yrself

the extra mile.

I'll stand with you

when things go wrong

and lie and say

it's not too long.

All the money in the world

Won't save you.

We're coming home.

All the prisons that you build

Won't hold us.

Just let us go.

Come on people,

Keep yr friends close,

yr enemies wont matter in the end..

some bright eyes...

When the president talks to God

Are the conversations brief or long?

Does he ask to rape our women's rights

And send poor farm kids off to die?

Does God suggest an oil hike

When the president talks to God?

When the president talks to God

Are the consonants all hard or soft?

Is he resolute all down the line?

Is every issue black or white?

Does what God say ever change his mind

When the president talks to God?

When the president talks to God

Does he fake that drawl or merely nod?

Agree which convicts should be killed?

Where prisons should be built and filled?

Which voter fraud must be concealed

When the president talks to God?

When the president talks to God

I wonder which one plays the better cop

We should find some jobs, the ghetto's broke

No, they're lazy, George, I say we don't

Just give 'em more liquor stores and dirty coke

That's what God recommends

When the president talks to God

Do they drink near beer and go play golf

While they pick which countries to invade

Which Muslim souls still can be saved?

I guess God just calls a spade a spade

When the president talks to God

When the president talks to God

Does he ever think that maybe he's not?

That that voice is just inside his head

When he kneels next to the presidential bed

Does he ever smell his own bullshit

When the president talks to God?

I doubt it

I doubt it

amen to that dear bright eyes.

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At the moment....

You've done too much

much too young

Now you're married with a kid

when you could be having fun with me

oh no, no gimme no more pickni

You've done too much

much too young

Now you're married with a son

when you should be having fun with me

we don't want, we don't want

we don't want no more pickni

Ain't he cute?

No he ain't

He's just another burden

on the welfare state

You've done too much

much too young

Now you're married with a kid

when you could be having fun with me

no gimme,no gimme,no gimme no more pickni

Call me immature

Call me a poser

I'd love to spread manure in your bed of roses

Don't want to be rich

Don't want to be famous

But I'd really hate to have the same name as you

(you silly moo)

You've done too much

much too young

Now you're married with a kid

when you could be having fun with me

gi we de birth control, we no want no pickni

You've done too much

much too young

Now you're chained to the cooker

making currant buns for tea

oh no, no gimme no more pickni

Ain't you heard of the starving millions

Ain't you heard of contraception

Do you really a program of sterilization

Take control of the population boom

It's in your living room

Keep a generation gap

Try wearing a cap

Written in about 1979, it's even more pertinent today.

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When I first heard this song it had me in stitches

Do you think that I can get some chickie chickie

Maybe gets a little finga sticky sticky

You my electrical lip balm flava

I gotta do ya until the next song saves ya

And can I get a little zip zip lookie lookie

Can I get a little uh uh nookie nookie

Hey whatcha say, it doesn’t matter anyway

You won’t do another ’cause you’re getting with me

She got the power of the hootchie

I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie

And did I mention, hey pay attention

Gonna take that bootie to the nudie dimension

I got the green glow under my car

I got the boom boom system you can hear real far

[Chorus]

Oh hey hey hey hey hey hey oh pretty pretty shy whoap

Oh hey hey hey hey hey hey oh pretty pretty fly whoap

What do I have to say to get inside girl what do I have to say

Can I get a little yum, yum kitty kitty

Just a little sumthin sumthin itty bitty

Do you wanna get triple x groovie

Gimme gimme some of that kinda movie

And let me spin ya like a record wicky wicky

Let me get you butt naked licky licky

Here we go yo here’s the scenario

Gonna strip you down like a car in the barrio

Ya got the power of the hootchie

I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie

I’m your lovey dovey bedtime playa

Call me the super sexy boogie man slayer

I got the green glow under my car

I got the boom boom system you can hear real far

[Repeat Chorus]

I got the fever for the flava of a cootchie

Yo hey ma yo hey ma yo hey mamama hootchie

I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie

Yo hey ma yo hey ma yo hey mamama hootchie

Whoap Whoap Go!

Do you think that I can get some chickie chickie

Maybe gets a little finga sticky sticky

You wanna suck it like a bong hit wacky

You gotta be my First Lady Jackie

She got the power of the hootchie

I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie

Let’s party hardy and rock n’ roll

We drink Bacardi and smoke a bowl

I got the green glow under my car

I got the boom boom system you can hear real far

[Repeat Chorus]

I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie

Yo hey ma yo hey ma yo hey mamama hootchie

I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie

Yo hey ma yo hey ma yo hey mamama hootchie

Whoap Whoap Go!

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When I first heard this song it had me in stitches

Do you think that I can get some chickie chickie

Maybe gets a little finga sticky sticky

You my electrical lip balm flava

I gotta do ya until the next song saves ya

And can I get a little zip zip lookie lookie

Can I get a little uh uh nookie nookie

Hey whatcha say, it doesn’t matter anyway

You won’t do another ’cause you’re getting with me

She got the power of the hootchie

I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie

And did I mention, hey pay attention

Gonna take that bootie to the nudie dimension

I got the green glow under my car

I got the boom boom system you can hear real far

[Chorus]

Oh hey hey hey hey hey hey oh pretty pretty shy whoap

Oh hey hey hey hey hey hey oh pretty pretty fly whoap

What do I have to say to get inside girl what do I have to say

Can I get a little yum, yum kitty kitty

Just a little sumthin sumthin itty bitty

Do you wanna get triple x groovie

Gimme gimme some of that kinda movie

And let me spin ya like a record wicky wicky

Let me get you butt naked licky licky

Here we go yo here’s the scenario

Gonna strip you down like a car in the barrio

Ya got the power of the hootchie

I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie

I’m your lovey dovey bedtime playa

Call me the super sexy boogie man slayer

I got the green glow under my car

I got the boom boom system you can hear real far

[Repeat Chorus]

I got the fever for the flava of a cootchie

Yo hey ma yo hey ma yo hey mamama hootchie

I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie

Yo hey ma yo hey ma yo hey mamama hootchie

Whoap Whoap Go!

Do you think that I can get some chickie chickie

Maybe gets a little finga sticky sticky

You wanna suck it like a bong hit wacky

You gotta be my First Lady Jackie

She got the power of the hootchie

I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie

Let’s party hardy and rock n’ roll

We drink Bacardi and smoke a bowl

I got the green glow under my car

I got the boom boom system you can hear real far

[Repeat Chorus]

I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie

Yo hey ma yo hey ma yo hey mamama hootchie

I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie

Yo hey ma yo hey ma yo hey mamama hootchie

Whoap Whoap Go!

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Underworld - Moaner. It may not be politically charged or beautifully worded but when I read these words I can hear the music in my head, the bitterness and anger. Karl always wrote like this anyway but this is the best example as the way the sentences are broken and incorrectly punctuated, you can picture a guy who has just had his world torn apart and is releasing his anger without a care for the right word here or there. I'm going to go and listen to this now.

hey kiss me I kiss you

kiss me I kiss you

I know about you

i've been told about you

i've been waiting for you

and the air's thin

tiny holes

and everybody wants to know you

is rapt like moon river

then beyond the blinds

the new white slacks alight

sliding into the city

tunnel beneath the feet of the people in the city

roamin' roamin' roamin' in the city

and crossway boy

crossway boy

downtown waterfront boy

and the shadows where the ambi and the motor meet

and she's on the phone again

surfin' she's on the phone again

she's calling from america

she's calling from america

she's surfin' she's moshing

and the girls are diving and the girls are up to something

animal boything up on the roof again

boything lookin'down there

and there's every kind of lack

to make it down to the Delaware

and up in your head

and moaner moaner moaner moaner

rudy get the get the get the get the get the

night the city loves you

city loves a boyfriend

love walks with a boyfriend

a city loves a boyfriend

friends walking with a boyfriend

and the nights with a boyfriend

and the city loves you loves you loves you

loves everyone

everyone is smiling

the smiling is pushing it around

it's pushing it around

like shadows in the evolution in the dark

and the super boys

where time is all where time is everything

where time of all this started

as we're turned to earth earth wind and fire

get the sound in your head

black metal walls are crawling

I am the hunger above your town

a little sound in a little amp

I am dubious hard metal I am stainless

I am milk in your plastic

I am wrapped in this left alone

in a full moon with

the only thing I can do

lying awake on the floor

at night the doors I can't I can't awake I can't awake

ah ah ah ah

water into you to me constantly

constantly

without without without without again without again

your telephone number

through the glass of water

the instance between is opened

the silence is indifferent and your love love love

love walks with the boyfriend

the city loves a boyfriend

friends walking

friends walking with a boyfriend

the city loves a boyfriend

everybody loves a boyfriend

you left me alone you left me alone

with a full moon

full moon full moon full moon full moon full moon

boys boys boys boys

cross crossway crossway boy

down on the waterfront

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Underworld - Moaner. It may not be politically charged or beautifully worded but when I read these words I can hear the music in my head, the bitterness and anger. Karl always wrote like this anyway but this is the best example as the way the sentences are broken and incorrectly punctuated, you can picture a guy who has just had his world torn apart and is releasing his anger without a care for the right word here or there. I'm going to go and listen to this now.

hey kiss me I kiss you

kiss me I kiss you

I know about you

i've been told about you

i've been waiting for you

and the air's thin

tiny holes

and everybody wants to know you

is rapt like moon river

then beyond the blinds

the new white slacks alight

sliding into the city

tunnel beneath the feet of the people in the city

roamin' roamin' roamin' in the city

and crossway boy

crossway boy

downtown waterfront boy

and the shadows where the ambi and the motor meet

and she's on the phone again

surfin' she's on the phone again

she's calling from america

she's calling from america

she's surfin' she's moshing

and the girls are diving and the girls are up to something

animal boything up on the roof again

boything lookin'down there

and there's every kind of lack

to make it down to the Delaware

and up in your head

and moaner moaner moaner moaner

rudy get the get the get the get the get the

night the city loves you

city loves a boyfriend

love walks with a boyfriend

a city loves a boyfriend

friends walking with a boyfriend

and the nights with a boyfriend

and the city loves you loves you loves you

loves everyone

everyone is smiling

the smiling is pushing it around

it's pushing it around

like shadows in the evolution in the dark

and the super boys

where time is all where time is everything

where time of all this started

as we're turned to earth earth wind and fire

get the sound in your head

black metal walls are crawling

I am the hunger above your town

a little sound in a little amp

I am dubious hard metal I am stainless

I am milk in your plastic

I am wrapped in this left alone

in a full moon with

the only thing I can do

lying awake on the floor

at night the doors I can't I can't awake I can't awake

ah ah ah ah

water into you to me constantly

constantly

without without without without again without again

your telephone number

through the glass of water

the instance between is opened

the silence is indifferent and your love love love

love walks with the boyfriend

the city loves a boyfriend

friends walking

friends walking with a boyfriend

the city loves a boyfriend

everybody loves a boyfriend

you left me alone you left me alone

with a full moon

full moon full moon full moon full moon full moon

boys boys boys boys

cross crossway crossway boy

down on the waterfront

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if you like the smiths, you should defo check out the dears, their album is a thing of complete beauty...

lyrics

hope of the states - enemies/friends

Then I found a broken heart,

The dusty wheezing

thing wont start.

I'll fix it up

and watch it grow,

and send it to a happy home.

It don't take much

to raise a smile,

to push yrself

the extra mile.

I'll stand with you

when things go wrong

and lie and say

it's not too long.

All the money in the world

Won't save you.

We're coming home.

All the prisons that you build

Won't hold us.

Just let us go.

Come on people,

Keep yr friends close,

yr enemies wont matter in the end..

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I think I've said it already, but Hope Of The States are top notch :thumbup:

I like the lyrics to Me Ves Y Sufres because I can relate to it, it's as though it was written exactly about an old friend...

I've got no good in me for anybody

I've been ruined by the lies I told to everybody

It's so desperately sad that my life has come to this

I hope there's something better than this for me

I used to think I had something to say

But my dumb ideologies gave me away

I keep my mouth shut, but it's always the same

Over and over and over again

Today I am wrong again, but it's not surprising

Once more heaven has forgotten me so everybody

Clap your hands together for me, as I watch my world collapse

Don't waste your sympathy on me, cause I made it all

I used to think I had something to say

But my dumb ideologies gave me away

I keep my mouth shut, but it's always the same

Over and over and over again

My mistakes happen so much it's success

But I'll drag you all down into my sorry mess

I said I was sorry, but it's always the same

Over and over and over again

I have been doomed from the first time I tried

If I jump into sanity from all of my lies

I'm always fake, and it's always the same

Over and over and over and over again

At the moment....

You've done too much

much too young

Now you're married with a kid

when you could be having fun with me

oh no, no gimme no more pickni

You've done too much

much too young

Now you're married with a son

when you should be having fun with me

we don't want, we don't want

we don't want no more pickni

Ain't he cute?

No he ain't

He's just another burden

on the welfare state

You've done too much

much too young

Now you're married with a kid

when you could be having fun with me

no gimme,no gimme,no gimme no more pickni

Call me immature

Call me a poser

I'd love to spread manure in your bed of roses

Don't want to be rich

Don't want to be famous

But I'd really hate to have the same name as you

(you silly moo)

You've done too much

much too young

Now you're married with a kid

when you could be having fun with me

gi we de birth control, we no want no pickni

You've done too much

much too young

Now you're chained to the cooker

making currant buns for tea

oh no, no gimme no more pickni

Ain't you heard of the starving millions

Ain't you heard of contraception

Do you really a program of sterilization

Take control of the population boom

It's in your living room

Keep a generation gap

Try wearing a cap

Written in about 1979, it's even more pertinent today.

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Woo the Specials!!

You can't go wrong!!

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