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Best Song Lyrics Ever?
Okay, this is a tough question, but it is my contention that with the exception of a handful of songs, the majority of best song lyrics were written in the 1960's and 70's. Since then, there has been a lot of great songs, but no song lyrics which I would consider "great."
My vote for best song lyrics ever goes to The Rolling Stones, "Paint it Black." Note: Metallica's "Fade to black" comes in at a close second. "Paint it Black" lyrics: I see a red door and I want it painted black No colors anymore I want them to turn black I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes I have to turn my head until my darkness goes I see a line of cars and theyre all painted black With flowers and my love both never to come back I see people turn their heads and quickly look away Like a new born baby it just happens evry day I look inside myself and see my heart is black I see my red door and it has been painted black Maybe then Ill fade away and not have to face the facts Its not easy facin up when your whole world is black No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue I could not foresee this thing happening to you If I look hard enough into the settin sun My love will laugh with me before the mornin comes I see a red door and I want it painted black No colors anymore I want them to turn black I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes I have to turn my head until my darkness goes Hmm, hmm, hmm,... I wanna see it painted, painted black Black as night, black as coal I wanna see the sun blotted out from the sky I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black Yeah! Alright, what song do you believe has the best lyrics ever? |
Nirvana
o well, whatever, nevermind... |
The Animals - House of the Rising Sun
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Guns n' Roses - Dont Cry
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Aqua
Aquarium (1997) Barbie Girl - Hi Barbie! - Hi Ken! - You wanna go for a ride? - Sure, Ken! - Jump in! - Ha ha ha ha! I'm a Barbie girl in the Barbie world Life in plastic, it's fantastic You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere Imagination, life is your creation Come on, Barbie, let's go party I'm a Barbie girl in the Barbie world Life in plastic, it's fantastic You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere Imagination, life is your creation I'm a blonde single girl in the fantasy world Dress me up, take your time, I'm your dollie You're my doll, rock and roll, feel the glamour and pain Kiss me here, touch me there, hanky-panky You can touch, you can play You can say I'm always yours, oooh whoa I'm a Barbie girl in the Barbie world Life in plastic, it's fantastic You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere Imagination, life is your creation Come on, Barbie, let's go party, ha ha ha, yeah Come on, Barbie, let's go party, oooh, oooh Come on, Barbie, let's go party, ha ha ha, yeah Come on, Barbie, let's go party, oooh, oooh Make me walk, make me talk, do whatever you please I can act like a star, I can beg on my knees Come jump in, be my friend, let us do it again Hit the town, fool around, let's go party You can touch, you can play You can say I'm always yours You can touch, you can play You can say I'm always yours Come on, Barbie, let's go party, ha ha ha, yeah Come on, Barbie, let's go party, oooh, oooh Come on, Barbie, let's go party, ha ha ha, yeah Come on, Barbie, let's go party, oooh, oooh I'm a Barbie girl in the Barbie world Life in plastic, it's fantastic You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere Imagination, life is your creation I'm a Barbie girl in the Barbie world Life in plastic, it's fantastic You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere Imagination, life is your creation Come on, Barbie, let's go party, ha ha ha, yeah Come on, Barbie, let's go party, oooh, oooh Come on, Barbie, let's go party, ha ha ha, yeah Come on, Barbie, let's go party, oooh, oooh - Oh, I'm having so much fun! - Well, Barbie, we're just getting started! - Oh, I love you Ken! |
Hustler, word, I pull the trigger long,
Grit my teeth, spray till every nigga's gone. Got my block sewn, armored dope spots, Last thing I sweat's a sucka punk cop. Move like a king when I roll, hops, You try to flex, bang, another nigga drops. You gotta deal with this cause there's no way out, Why? Cash money ain't never gonna play out. I got nothin to lose, much to gain, In my brain, I got a capitalist migraine. I gotta get paid tonight, you muthafuckin right. [something] my grip, check my bitch, keep my game tight. So many hos on my jock, think I'm a movie star. Nineteen, I got a fifty thousand dollar car. Go to school, I ain't goin for it, Kiss my ass, bust the cap on the Moet. Cause I don't wanna hear that crap, Why? I'd rather be a New Jack-----Hustler Hustler Hustler Hustler H-U-S-T-L-E-R hustler Yo man you know what I'm sayin? You got it goin on my man, I like how it's goin down. You got the fly cars, the girls, the jewels. Look at that ring right there, I know it's real, it's gotta be real. Man, you the flyest nigga I seen in my life! Yo man, I just wanna roll with you man, How can I be down? What's up? You say you wanna be down? Ease back, or muthafucka get beat down. Out my face, fool I'm the illest, Bulletproof, I die harder than Bruce Willis. Got my crew in effect, I bought em new Jags, So much cash, gotta keep it in Hefty bags. All I think about is keys and Gs Imagine that, me workin at Mickey D's (ha ha ha ha). That's a joke cause I'm never gonna be broke, When I die there'll be bullets and gunsmoke. Ya don't like my lifestyle? Fuck you! I'm rollin with the New Jack crew. And I'm a hustler. H-U-S-T-L-E-R hustler New Jack, New Jack.......... Here I come, so you better break North, As I stride, my gold chains glide back and forth. I care nothing bout you, and that's evident. All I love's my dope and dead presidents. Sound crazy? Well it isn't. The ends justifies the means, that's the system. I learned that in school then I dropped out, Hit the streets, checked a grip, and now I got clout. I had nothing, and I wanted it. You had everything, and you flaunted it. Turned the needy into the greedy, With cocaine, my success came speedy. Got me twisted, jammed into a paradox. Every dollar I get, another brother drops. Maybe that's the plan, and I don't understand, God damn----you got me sinkin in quicksand. But since I don't know, and I ain't never learned, I gotta get paid, I got money to earn. With my posse, out on the ave, Bump my sounds, crack a forty and laugh. Cool out and watch my new Benz gleam, Is this a nightmare? Or the American dream? So think twice if you're coming down my block, You wanna journey through hell? Well shit gets hot. Pregnant teens, children's screams, Life is weighed on the scales of a triple beam. You don't come here much, and ya better not. Wrong move (bang), ambulance cot. I gotta get more money than you got, So what, if some muthafucka gets shot? That's how the game is played, Another brother slayed, the wound is deep BUT they're givin us a Band Aid. My education's low but I got long dough, Raised like a pit bull, my heart pumps nitro. Sleep on silk, lie like a politician, My Uzi's my best friend, cold as a mortician. Lock me up, it's genocidal catastrophe, There'll be another one after me! A hustler. Hustler. H-U-S-T-L-E-R hustler. New Jack, New Jack...... |
Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall. She sees the bartender in a pool of blood, Cries out, "My God, they killed them all!" Here comes the story of the Hurricane, The man the authorities came to blame For somethin' that he never done. Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been The champion of the world. Three bodies lyin' there does Patty see And another man named Bello, movin' around mysteriously. "I didn't do it," he says, and he throws up his hands "I was only robbin' the register, I hope you understand. I saw them leavin'," he says, and he stops "One of us had better call up the cops." And so Patty calls the cops And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin' In the hot New Jersey night. Meanwhile, far away in another part of town Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin' around. Number one contender for the middleweight crown Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road Just like the time before and the time before that. In Paterson that's just the way things go. If you're black you might as well not show up on the street 'Less you wanna draw the heat. Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops. Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin' around He said, "I saw two men runnin' out, they looked like middleweights They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates." And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head. Cop said, "Wait a minute, boys, this one's not dead" So they took him to the infirmary And though this man could hardly see They told him that he could identify the guilty men. Four in the mornin' and they haul Rubin in, Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs. The wounded man looks up through his one dyin' eye Says, "Wha'd you bring him in here for? He ain't the guy!" Yes, here's the story of the Hurricane, The man the authorities came to blame For somethin' that he never done. Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been The champion of the world. Four months later, the ghettos are in flame, Rubin's in South America, fightin' for his name While Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game And the cops are puttin' the screws to him, lookin' for somebody to blame. "Remember that murder that happened in a bar?" "Remember you said you saw the getaway car?" "You think you'd like to play ball with the law?" "Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin' that night?" "Don't forget that you are white." Arthur Dexter Bradley said, "I'm really not sure." Cops said, "A poor boy like you could use a break We got you for the motel job and we're talkin' to your friend Bello Now you don't wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow. You'll be doin' society a favor. That sonofabitch is brave and gettin' braver. We want to put his ass in stir We want to pin this triple murder on him He ain't no Gentleman Jim." Rubin could take a man out with just one punch But he never did like to talk about it all that much. It's my work, he'd say, and I do it for pay And when it's over I'd just as soon go on my way Up to some paradise Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice And ride a horse along a trail. But then they took him to the jailhouse Where they try to turn a man into a mouse. All of Rubin's cards were marked in advance The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance. The judge made Rubin's witnesses drunkards from the slums To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum And to the black folks he was just a crazy hahahahahaha. No one doubted that he pulled the trigger. And though they could not produce the gun, The D.A. said he was the one who did the deed And the all-white jury agreed. Rubin Carter was falsely tried. The crime was murder "one," guess who testified? Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied And the newspapers, they all went along for the ride. How can the life of such a man Be in the palm of some fool's hand? To see him obviously framed Couldn't help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land Where justice is a game. Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell An innocent man in a living hell. That's the story of the Hurricane, But it won't be over till they clear his name And give him back the time he's done. Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been The champion of the world. |
Hooooo - It was homecoming night at my high school
Hooooo - Everyone was there, it was totally cool Hooooo - I was real excited, I almost wet my jeans Hooooo - 'Cause my best friend Debbie was homecoming queen She looked so pretty in pink chiffon, chiffon Riding the float with her tiara on, tiara on Holding this humongous bouquet in her hand, bouquet She looked straight out of Disneyland You know, like the Cinderella ride, I mean definitely an E ticket, E ticket The crowd was cheering, everyone was stoked, was stoked I mean it was like the whole school was totally coked or something The band was playing Evergreen And all of a sudden somebody screamed Look out! The homecoming queen's got a gun! {Refrain} Everybody run, the homecoming queen's got a gun Everybody run, the homecoming queen has got a gun Debbie's smiling and waving her gun Picking off cheerleaders one by one Oh Buffie's pompom just blew to bits Oh no, Mitzie's head just did the splits God, my best friend's on a shooting spree Stop it, Debbie, you're embarrassing me How could you do what you just did Are you having a really bad period {Refrain} Stop Debbie, you're making a mess Powder burns all over your dress An hour later the cops arrived By then the entire glee club had died, no big loss You wouldn't believe what they brought to stop her Tear gas, machine guns, even a chopper "Throw down your gun and tiara and come out of the float" Debbie didn't listen to what the cop said She aimed and fired and now the math teacher's dead Oh it's really sad but kind of a relief I mean, we had this big test coming up next week {Refrain} Debbie's really having a blast She's wasting half of the class The cops fired a warning shot that blew her off the float I tried to scream "duck" but it stuck in my throat She hit the ground and did a flip, it was real acrobatic But I was crying so hard I couldn't work my Instamatic I ran down to Debbie, I had to find out What made her do it, why'd she freak out I saw the bullet had got her right in the ear I knew then the end was near So I ran down and I said, in her good ear, "Debbie, why'd you do it?" She raised her head, smiled, and said "I - I did it for Johnny." Johnny? Well like who's Johnny? Answer me, Debbie, who's Johnny? Does anybody here know Johnny? Are you Johnny? There was one guy named Johnny but he was a total geek, he always had food in his braces. Answer me, Debbie, who's Johnny? Oh God this is like that movie Citizen Kane you know where you later find out Rosebud was a sled? But we'll never know who Johnny was because like she's dead. Everybody run, the homecoming queen's got a gun Everybody run, the homecoming queen has got a Everybody run Everybody run, the homecoming queen has got a |
My all time favorite song
Childhood living is easy to do The things you wanted I bought them for you Graceless lady you know who I am You know I cant let you slide through my hands Wild horses couldnt drag me away Wild, wild horses, couldnt drag me away I watched you suffer a dull aching pain Now you decided to show me the same No sweeping exits or offstage lines Could make me feel bitter or treat you unkind Wild horses couldnt drag me away Wild, wild horses, couldnt drag me away I know I dreamed you a sin and a lie I have my freedom but I dont have much time Faith has been broken, tears must be cried Lets do some living after we die Wild horses couldnt drag me away Wild, wild horses, well ride them some day Wild horses couldnt drag me away Wild, wild horses, well ride them some day |
In the day we sweat it out in the streets of a runaway American dream
At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide machines Sprung from cages out on highway 9, Chrome wheeled, fuel injected and steppin' out over the line Baby this town rips the bones from your back It's a death trap, it's a suicide rap We gotta get out while we're young `Cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run Wendy let me in I wanna be your friend I want to guard your dreams and visions Just wrap your legs 'round these velvet rims and strap your hands across my engines Together we could break this trap We'll run till we drop, baby we'll never go back Will you walk with me out on the wire `Cause baby I'm just a scared and lonely rider But I gotta find out how it feels I want to know if love is wild Babe I want to know if love is real Beyond the Palace hemi-powered drones scream down the boulevard Girls comb their hair in rearview mirrors And the boys try to look so hard The amusement park rises bold and stark Kids are huddled on the beach in a mist I wanna die with you Wendy on the streets tonight In an everlasting kiss 1-2-3-4! The highway's jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power drive Everybody's out on the run tonight but there's no place left to hide Together Wendy we'll live with the sadness I'll love you with all the madness in my soul Someday girl I don't know when we're gonna get to that place Where we really want to go and we'll walk in the sun But till then tramps like us baby we were born to run |
G.G. Allin Lyrics
Gimmie Some Head Lyrics Hey now girls, I want lip service I don't wear a uniform and I'm not in the service I'm in all day, never seeing the sun But when the sun goes down into the night I cum Girls, girls, girls, girls, gimmie, gimmie, gimmie some head I like the nasty things that you do to me in bed Girls, girls, girls, girls, gimmie, gimmie, gimmie some head I like the nasty things that you do to me in bed I used to be a porn freak, I was into the hand scene I used to use magazines and be into the film screen I used to sniff girls pantyhose But there's nothing like a girl sitting on your nose Girls, girls, girls, girls, gimmie, gimmie, gimmie some head I like the nasty things that you do to me in bed Girls, girls, girls, girls, gimmie, gimmie, gimmie some head I like the nasty things that you do to me in bed So Girls, girls, girls, girls, gimmie, gimmie, gimmie some head I like the nasty things that you do to me in bed Girls, girls, girls, girls, gimmie, gimmie, gimmie some head I like the nasty things that you do to me in bed Some girls they just like to tease And other girls they aim to please Some girls really stiffen my tongue So spread your legs, I wanna get me some Girls, girls, girls, girls, gimmie, gimmie, gimmie some head I like the nasty things that you do to me in bed Girls, girls, girls, girls, gimmie, gimmie, gimmie some head I like the nasty things that you do to me in bed |
Best song lyrics ever
Is this holy crow above me Black as holes within a memory And blue as our new second sun I stick my hand into the shadow To pull the pieces from the sand Which I attempt to reassemble To see just who I might have been I do not recognize the vessel, But the eyes seem so familiar Like phosphorescent desert buttons Singing one familiar song... |
one of my favorite lyrics:
Recorded by "Pink Floyd" Written by Roger Waters Album: "Dark Side Of The Moon" 1973 Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town Waiting for someone or something to show you the way Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today And then one day you find ten years have got behind you No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking And racing around to come up behind you again The sun is the same in the relative way, but you're older Shorter of breath and one day closer to death Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines Hanging on in quiet desperation is the english way The time is gone, the song is over, thought I'd something more to say Home, home again I like to be here when I can And when I come home cold and tired It's good to warm my bones beside the fire Far away across the field The tolling of the iron bell Calls the faithful to their knees To hear the softly spoken magic spells. :thumbsup :thumbsup :thumbsup |
Hello.
Is there anybody in there? Just nod if you can hear me. Is there anyone home? Come on, now. I hear youre feeling down. Well I can ease your pain, Get you on your feet again. Relax. I need some information first. Just the basic facts: Can you show me where it hurts? There is no pain, you are receding. A distant ships smoke on the horizon. You are only coming through in waves. Your lips move but I cant hear what youre sayin. When I was a child I had a fever. My hands felt just like two balloons. Now I got that feeling once again. I cant explain, you would not understand. This is not how I am. I have become comfortably numb. Ok. Just a little pinprick. [ping] Therell be no more --aaaaaahhhhh! But you may feel a little sick. Can you stand up? I do believe its working. good. Thatll keep you going for the show. Come on its time to go. There is no pain, you are receding. A distant ships smoke on the horizon. You are only coming through in waves. Your lips move but I cant hear what youre sayin. When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse, Out of the corner of my eye. I turned to look but it was gone. I cannot put my finger on it now. The child is grown, the dream is gone. I have become comfortably numb. |
Two days past eighteen
He was waiting for the bus in his army green Sat down in a booth in a cafe there Gave his order to a girl with a bow in her hair Hes a little shy so she gives him a smile And he said would you mind sittin down for a while And talking to me, Im feeling a little low She said Im off in an hour and I know where we can go So they went down and they sat on the pier He said I bet you got a boyfriend but I dont care I got no one to send a letter to Would you mind if I sent one back here to you Chorus: I cried Never gonna hold the hand of another guy Too young for him they told her Waitin for the love of a travelin soldier Over love will never end Waitin for the soldier to come back again Never more to be alone when the letter said A soldiers coming home So the letters came from an army camp In california then vietnam And he told her of his heart It might be love and all of the things he was so scared of He said when its getting kinda rough over here I think of that day sittin down at the pier And I close my eyes and see your pretty smile Dont worry but I wont be able to write for awhile [chorus] One friday night at a football game The lords prayer said and the anthem sang A man said folks would you bow your heads For a list of local vietnam dead Crying all alone under the stands Was a piccolo player in the marching band And one name read and nobody really cared But a pretty little girl with a bow in her hair |
I've always been a huge tool fan.
There's a shadow just behind me, shrouding every breath I take, making every promise empty, pointing every finger at me. Waiting like a stalking butler who upon the finger rests. Murder now the path called "must we" just before the son has come. Jesus, won't you fucking whistle something but the past and done? Why can't we not be sober? I just want to start this over. Why can't we drink forever. I just want to start things over. I am just a worthless liar. I am just an imbecile. I will only complicate you. Trust in me and fall as well. I will find a center in you. I will chew it up and leave, I will work to elevate you just enough to bring you down. Trust me. Mother Mary won't you whisper something but what's past and done. Trust me. I want what I want. or maybe eulogy. |
The best ever lyrics, that aren't from a rock band ...
I NEVER DO ANYTHING TWICE Steven Sondheim When I was young and simple, I don't recall the date I met a handsome captain of the guard He visited my chambers one evening very late In tandem with a husky St. Bernard At first I was astonished, and tears came to my eyes But later when I asked him to resume He said to my surprise "My dear it isn't wise - Where love is concerned one must freshen the bloom" Once, yes, once for a lark, twice though loses its spark One must never deny it, but after you try it, you vary the diet Said my handsome young guard, "Yes I know that it's hard, But no matter how nice, I never do anything twice". Mmmmm... I think about the baron who came at my command And proffered me a riding crop and chains. The evening that we shared was meticulously planned He took the most extraordinary pains He trembled with excitement, his cheeks were quite aglow And afterwards he cried to me "Encore!" He pleaded with me so to have another go I murmured caressingly "Whatever for?" Once, yes, once is a lark, twice though loses its spark Once, yes, once is delicious, but twice would be vicious or just repetitious Some one's bound to be scarred, Yes I know that it's hard But no matter the price, I never do anything twice. Mmmmm... And then there was the abbott who worshipped at my feet Who dressed me in a wimple and in veils He made a proposition that I found rather sweet And handed me a hammer and some nails In time we lay contented and he began again By fingering the beads around our waists I whispered to him then, we'll have to say Amen For I had developed more catholic tastes - Once, yes, once for a lark, twice though loses the spark As I said to the abbott, I'll get in the habit, but not in the habit You've my highest regard, and I know that it's hard Still, no matter the vice, I never do anything twice Once, yes, once can be nice, love re-quires some spice If you've something in view, something to do, totally new I'll be there in a trice, but I never do anything twice, except... No I never do anything twice. I'm writting new lyrics to this tune called I Wana Do YNot Bob Twice :1orglaugh |
I am not deep or introspective. I'm not cultured when it comes to music. I prefer pop music. I love these lyrics from Fergie's Fergalicious :
My body stay vicious I be up in the gym just working on my fitness He's my witness (oooh wee) I put yo' boy on rock rock And he be lining down the block just to watch what I got (four, tres, two, uno) |
Cant really say only 1, but many Metallica and Dream Theater songs are up there. Also Coolio - Gangstas Paradise is up there if we not talking rock.
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Eagles - Hotel California . I think it has the best lyrics,i especially like the part : some dance to remember/some dance to forget.
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John Lennon - 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 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 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 |
Those fucking bitches!
Fucking stupid whores, they're dykes Those fucking bitches! Fucking stupid whores, they're dykes Thanks for killing my-thanks for killing my- Thanks for killing my mom Those fucking bitches! Those fucking bitches! Those fucking bitches! Those fucking bitches! Those fucking bitches! Fucking stupid whores, they're dykes Those fucking bitches! Thanks for killing my- Those fucking bitches! Thanks for killing my- Those fucking bitches! Thanks for killing my mom Those fucking bitches! Th-th-th-thanks for killing my mom Those fucking bitches! Those fucking bitches! Those fucking bitches! Those fucking bitches! Those fucking bitches! Those fucking bitches! Fucking stupid whores, they're dykes Those fucking bitches! Thanks for-Thanks for-thanks when marilyn manson was cool, he made this catchy dance track... amazing lyrics hahahahahahahah |
WAR - Bob Marley
What life has taught me I would like to share with Those who want to learn... Until the philosophy which hold one race Superior and another inferior Is finally and permanently discredited and abandoned Everywhere is war, me say war That until there are no longer first class And second class citizens of any nation Until the colour of a man's skin Is of no more significance than the colour of his eyes Me say war That until the basic human rights are equally Guaranteed to all, without regard to race Dis a war That until that day The dream of lasting peace, world citizenship Rule of international morality Will remain in but a fleeting illusion To be persued, but never attained Now everywhere is war, war And until the ignoble and unhappy regimes that hold our brothers in Angola, in Mozambique, South Africa sub-human bondage Have been toppled, utterly destroyed Well, everywhere is war, me say war War in the east, war in the west War up north, war down south War, war, rumours of war And until that day, the African continent Will not know peace, we Africans will fight We find it necessary and we know we shall win As we are confident in the victory Of good over evil, good over evil, good over evil Good over evil, good over evil, good over evil |
Pardon Me
A decade ago I never thought I would be At twenty three On the verge of spontaneous combustion Woe-is-me But I guess that it comes With the territory An ominous landscape of never ending calamity I need you to hear I need you to see That I have had all I can take And exploding seems like A definite possibility to me So pardon me while I burst into flames I've had enough of the world And it's people's mindless games So pardon me while I burn And rise above the flame Pardon me, pardon me I'll never be the same Not two days ago I was having a look In a book and I saw a picture of a guy fried up above his knees I said, "I can relate," Cause' lately I've been thinking of combustication as a welcomed vacation from The burdens of the planet earth Like gravity, hypocrisy, and the perils of being in 3-D And thinking so much differently So pardon me while I burst into flames I've had enough of the world And it's people's mindless games So pardon me while I burn And rise above the flame Pardon me, pardon me I'll never be the same |
Life is Life.... la laaaa la la la.
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Best lyrics in my opinion:
Don McLean American Pie A long long time ago I can still remember how that music used to make me smile And I knew if I had my chance That I could make those people dance And maybe they'd be happy for a while. But February made me shiver With every paper I'd deliver Bad news on the doorstep I couldn't take one more step I can't remember if I cried When I read about his widowed bride But something touched me deep inside The day the music died So {Refrain} Bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my chevy to the levee But the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die Did you write the Book of Love And do you have faith in God above If the Bible tells you so Do you believe in rock 'n roll Can music save your mortal soul And can you teach me how to dance real slow Well, I know that you're in love with him 'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym You both kicked off your shoes Man, I dig those rhythm and blues I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck With a pink carnation and a pickup truck But I knew I was out of luck The day the music died I started singin' {Refrain} Now for ten years we've been on our own And moss grows fat on a rollin' stone But that's not how it used to be When the jester sang for the King and Queen In a coat he borrowed from James Dean And a voice that came from you and me Oh, and while the King was looking down The jester stole his thorny crown The courtroom was adjourned No verdict was returned And while Lennon [Lenin?] read a book of Marx The quartet practiced in the park And we sang dirges in the dark The day the music died We were singing {Refrain} Helter Skelter in a summer swelter The Byrds flew off with a fallout shelter Eight miles high and falling fast It landed foul out on the grass The players tried for a forward pass With the jester on the sidelines in a cast Now the half-time air was sweet perfume While the Sergeants played a marching tune We all got up to dance Oh, but we never got the chance 'Cause the players tried to take the field The marching band refused to yield Do you recall what was revealed The day the music died We started singing {Refrain} Oh, and there we were all in one place A generation Lost in Space With no time left to start again So come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick Jack Flash sat on a candlestick 'Cause fire is the Devil's only friend Oh, and as I watched him on the stage My hands were clenched in fists of rage No angel born in hell Could break that Satan's spell And as the flames climbed high into the night To light the sacrifical rite I saw Satan laughing with delight The day the music died He was singing {Refrain} I met a girl who sang the blues And I asked her for some happy news But she just smiled and turned away I went down to the sacred store Where I'd heard the music years before But the man there said the music woudn't play And in the streets the children screamed The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed But not a word was spoken The church bells all were broken And the three men I admire most The Father, Son and the Holy Ghost They caught the last train for the coast The day the music died And they were singing {Refrain} They were singing bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my chevy to the levee But the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye Singin' this'll be the day that I die |
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I have a mansion
Forget the price Ain't never been there They tell me it's nice I live in hotels Tear out the walls I have accountants Pay for it all They say I'm crazy but I have a good time I'm just looking for clues at the scene of the crime Life's been good to me so far My Maserati Does one eighty-five I lost my license Now I don't drive I have a limo Ride in the back I lock the doors In case I'm attacked I'm making records My fans they can't wait They write me letters Tell me I'm great So I got me an office Gold records on the wall ust leave a message Maybe I'll call Lucky I'm sane after all I've been through (Everybody sing) I'm cool (He's cool) I can't complain but sometimes I still do Life's been good to me so far I go to parties Sometimes until four It's hard to leave When you can't find the door It's tough to handle This fortune and fame Everybody's so different I haven't changed They say I'm lazy but it takes all my time (Everybody sing) Oh yeah (Oh yeah) I keep on going guess I'll never know why Life's been good to me so far baby, inside the Sad Cafe. |
Metallica - Turn the page
Nirvana - Smells like teen spirit Wig Wam - I Turn To You Scorpions - Wind of change Nightwish - I wish I had An Angel |
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"Russians love their children too" - never understood the whole meaning.
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There are a lot of people in the biz that this applies to-
---------------------- Well, you went uptown ridin' in your limousine With your fine Park Avenue clothes You had the Dom Perignon in your hand And the spoon up your nose Ooh, and when you wake up in the mornin' With your head on fire And your eyes too bloody to see Go on and cry in your coffee But don't come bitchin' to me Because you had to be a big shot, didn't cha You had to open up your mouth You had to be a big shot, didn't cha All your friends were so knocked out You had to have the last word, last night You know what everything's about You had to have a white hot spotlight You had to be a big shot last night And they were all impressed with your Halston dress And the people that you knew at Elaine's And the story of your latest success You kept 'em so entertained But now you just don't remember All the things you said And you're not sure that you want to know I'll give you one hint, honey You sure did put on a show Yes, yes, you had to be a big shot, didn't cha You had to prove it to the crowd You had to be a big shot, didn't cha All your friends were so knocked out You had to have the last word, last night You're so much fun to be around You had to have the front page, bold type You had to be a big shot last night, Oh oh Oh Oh whoa whoa oh, Oh Oh whoa who-oo-oo-oo-ah, Oh Oh Oh whoa whoa oh, Oh Oh whoa. Well, it's no big sin to stick your two cents in If you know when to leave it alone But you went over the line You couldn't see it was time to go home No, no, no, no, no, no You had to be a big shot, didn't cha You had to open up your mouth You had to be a big shot, didn't cha All your friends were so knocked out You had to have the last word, last night So much fun to be around (LIVE VERSION ON 3RD CHORUS ONLY: "You know what everything's about") You had to have the white hot spotlight You had to be a big shot last night, Oh oh Oh Oh whoa whoa oh, Oh Oh whoa. Big shot ? Big shot ? Big shot ? Mmmm ? Big shot ? Whoa whoa! Big shot ? |
John Lennon - God
God is a concept, By which we measure our pain... I'll say it again, God is a concept, By which we measure our pain.... I don't believe in magic, I don't believe in I-ching, I don't believe in bible, I don't believe in tarot, I don't believe in Hitler, I don't believe in Jesus, I don't believe in Kennedy, I don't believe in Buddha, I don't believe in mantra, I don't believe in Gita, I don't believe in yoga, I don't believe in kings, I don't believe in Elvis, I don't believe in Zimmerman, I don't believe in Beatles, I just believe in me, And that's reality. The dream is over, What can I say? The dream is over, Yesterday, I was dreamweaver, But now I'm reborn, I was the walrus, But now I'm John, And so dear friends, You just have to carry on, The dream is over. |
Metallica - Turn the page and Unforgiven
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