POST SOME LYRICS!!!!!

Discussion in 'Music Room' started by TheGreatBenzino, Oct 26, 2007.

  1. TheGreatBenzino

    TheGreatBenzino Registered+

    kk YOU CAN POST SOME OF YOUR OWN OR A SONG THAT TOUCHED YOU OR JUST REALLY FLOWED I HAVE TWO FOR YOUR EYES!

    Immortal Technique - Freedom of Speech

    Freedom of speech, motherfucker
    Okay, something for the kids (hahaha)

    (Pinocchio)
    I got no strings to hold be down
    To make me fret or make me frown
    I had strings, but now I'm free
    I got no strings on me

    [Verse 1]
    Step into the club smoothly with a L in my hand
    Bitches know that I'm a freak like the elephant man
    Intelligent plans
    Fuck a record deal, I want development land
    With my benevolent clan
    And that's the reason that I only trust my fam
    40,000 records sold, 400 grand
    Fuck a middle man, I won't pay anyone else
    I'll bootleg it and sell it to the streets my self
    I'd rather be that than signed and stuck on a shelf
    And because of this executives try to diss me
    Racism frozen in time like Walt Disney
    And now they say they wanna get me signed to the majors
    If I switch up my politics and change my behavior
    Try to tell me what to rhyme about over the beat
    Bitch n* that never spent a day in the street
    But I repeat that nobody can hold my reigns
    I put the truth on tracks n*, simple and plain

    (Pinocchio)
    I got no strings, so I have fun
    I'm not tied up when we need one
    They've got strings but you can see
    There are no strings on me!

    [Verse 2]
    I guess to America I'm a disaster
    A slave that was destined to own his masters
    Independent in every single sense of the word
    I say what I want, you fuckin little sensitive herb
    This is America, I thought we had freedom of speech
    But now you want try to control the way that I speak
    And O'Reilly you think that you a patriot?
    You ain't nothing but a motherfuckin racist bitch
    Fulla hatred, pressin a button trying to inject me
    But I ain't got no motherfuckin deal with Pepsi
    No corporate sponser telling me what to do
    Asking me to tone it down during the interview
    Tryin' to minimize the issue, but I'm keeping it large
    I love the place that I live, but I hate the people in charge
    Speakin is hard when you got strings attached
    So I'm a say it for you 'cause I ain't got none o' that
    And if you didn't understand what I spit at your brain
    Aiyyo son, let this little n**** explan:

    (Pinocchio)
    I got no strings to hold be down
    To make me fret or make me frown
    I had strings, but now I'm free
    I got no strings on me

    Come on son, y'all .....s know the way I do
    Immortal Technique, dotcom live for you
    And I know sometimes it be making you nervous
    The way I snatch puppet rappers that belong in a circus
    You motherfuckers just can't compare
    Looking for a fan base that's no longer there
    I know that you're scared, and you're hidin' up in the cut
    But this is freedom of speech n*g*a, tell 'em what's up

    Word n*, fuck John Ashcroft! N*, fuck Fox News! Fuck those snake-ass
    bitches Tryin to manipulate your opinion, tellin you what to think
    Word the fuck up, like "we invaded n* 'cause we want to free them"
    You racist motha fucka, you don't give a shit about those people
    You can suck my dick!!
    (hahahaha)

    Another rum and coke at the bar, n*
    Its my day off, word up
    Fuck, for the kids, (ha) for the kids (hahaha)
    Beat Bandits

    AND

    [Chorus]
    Be my woman tonight
    Just ain't feelin' right
    Be my woman tonight
    Just ain't feelin' right

    [Slug]
    Hey lady, I don't mean to be so forward
    But I got no other choice, soon I'll be across the border
    Tourmode, I'm leavin' in the AM
    But I wanna spend this evening breathing in ya fragrance
    Too long since I've seen my better half
    Sometimes you gotta let go, close your eyes and let it crash
    Road to life is the only one I have to give
    Lonely isn't a strong enough adjetive
    To describe all those nights that I've tried to grip tight
    I lack the necessary tools to help me get right
    So take your as the temporary savior
    While I'm looking at your face like I'll be testing on it later
    I bet you like to fuck, but you love to argue
    Poke a hole into my chest and pull my heart thru
    Up to my room for cigarettes and cartoons
    Or we could sit right here and try to guard these barstools
    I'll take you anyway that I can have you
    Bring along your ethics and your issues and your taboos
    It's not the standard free bird situation
    But your talking to these pieces of a man whose trying to make it
    Thru the puzzles, travels, struggles, battles
    The body pillow pimp trying to snuggle with my shadow
    We could stay proper keep the clothes on, no pressure
    Just hold me and pretend like you've known me forever
    Won't ya..


    [Chorus:]
    Be my woman tonight
    Just ain't feelin' right
    Be my woman tonight
    Just ain't feelin' right

    [Murs]
    Damn, why'd she have to leave right after the show
    All that eyecontact made from the front row
    Them vibes I was getting man I thought it was a go
    Could used that type of company, you just don't know
    I been on the road for like six months straight
    Only two days off between all of them dates
    The hardest working man in the underground game
    Most times I'm too tired to hang around and spit game
    Most nights are the same, shows is just like work
    Leave the stage, stand around, selling merchs and shirts
    Then I peeked her pink skirt out the corner of my eye
    By the exit posted up like attack looking fly
    I tried to play it cool, but I coudn't pretend
    So I approached hella anxious with a silly ass grin
    She said she dropped off her friends, so we could be alone
    Gave her undivided attention, turned off her phone
    Took me out for pancakes, paid for the dinner
    Then took me to my room, let me watch sports center
    And then we made out, and then we made love
    And then I passed out while I got a backrub
    But in the middle of the night I reached for a second helpin'
    Got a hand full of sheets, I was all by myself an'
    Before you could say: 'Goddamn that sucks'
    Jayberg called, 'Cats van back'
    FUCK!

    [Chorus: repeat to fade]
    Be my woman tonight
    Just ain't feelin' right
    Be my woman tonight
    Just ain't feelin' right


    Share the music
     
  2. Mohksha

    Mohksha Registered+

    This song has been in my head for a while now. It's called Symphonie by Silbermond. It's in German, but I like it. It's touching because of the slow tempo and the lyrics.

    Sag mir was ist bloß um uns geschehn
    Du scheinst mir auf einmal völlig fremd zu sein
    Warum geht's mir nich mehr gut
    Wenn ich in deinen Armen liege
    Ist es egal geworden was mit uns passiert

    Wo willst du hin ich kann dich kaum noch sehn
    Unsre Eitelkeit stellt sich uns in den Weg
    Wollten wir nich alles wagen haben wir uns vielleicht verraten
    Ich hab geglaubt wir könnten echt alles ertragen

    Symphonie
    Und jetzt wird es still um uns
    Denn wir stehn hier im Regen haben nichts mehr zu geben
    Und es ist besser wenn du gehst

    Denn es ist Zeit
    Sich ein zu gestehn dass es nicht geht
    Es gibt nichts mehr zu reden denn wenn's so regnet
    Ist es besser aufzugeben

    Und es verdichtet sich die Stille über uns
    Ich versteh nich ein Wort mehr aus deinem Mund
    Haben wir zu viel versucht warum konnten wir's nicht ahnen
    Es wird nicht leicht sein das alles einzusehn

    Symphonie
    Und jetzt wird es still um uns
    Denn wir stehn hier im Regen haben uns nichts mehr zu geben
    Und es ist besser wenn du gehst

    Denn es ist Zeit
    Sich ein zu gestehn dass es nicht geht
    Es gibt nichts mehr zu reden denn wenn's so regnet
    Ist es besser aufzugeben

    Irgendwo sind wir gescheitert
    Und so wie's ist so geht's nich weiter
    Das Ende ist schon lang geschrieben
    Und das war unsre...

    Symphonie
    Und jetzt wird es still um uns
    Denn wir stehn hier im Regen haben uns nichts mehr zu geben
    Und es ist besser wenn du gehst

    Denn es ist Zeit
    Sich ein zu gestehn dass es nicht geht
    Es gibt nichts mehr zu reden denn wenn's so regnet
    Ist es besser aufzugeben
     
  3. xKCR1M3Zx

    xKCR1M3Zx Registered

    this is from aesop rock. daylight:

    "lifes not a bitch, life is a beatiful woman, you only call her a bitch cuz she wont let you get that pussy.
    Maybe she felt like yall didnt have any similar interests, or maybe your just an asshole who couldnt sweet talk the princess."
     
  4. higher4hockey

    higher4hockey Registered+

    Some people say a man is made outta mud
    A poor man's made outta muscle and blood
    Muscle and blood and skin and bones
    A mind that's a-weak and a back that's strong

    You load sixteen tons, what do you get
    Another day older and deeper in debt
    Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
    I owe my soul to the company store

    I was born one mornin' when the sun didn't shine
    I picked up my shovel and I walked to the mine
    I loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal
    And the straw boss said "Well, a-bless my soul"

    You load sixteen tons, what do you get
    Another day older and deeper in debt
    Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
    I owe my soul to the company store

    I was born one mornin', it was drizzlin' rain
    Fightin' and trouble are my middle name
    I was raised in the canebrake by an ol' mama lion
    Cain't no-a high-toned woman make me walk the line

    You load sixteen tons, what do you get
    Another day older and deeper in debt
    Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
    I owe my soul to the company store

    If you see me comin', better step aside
    A lotta men didn't, a lotta men died
    One fist of iron, the other of steel
    If the right one don't a-get you
    Then the left one will

    You load sixteen tons, what do you get
    Another day older and deeper in debt
    Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
    I owe my soul to the company store
     
  5. silkyblue

    silkyblue Registered+

    TROPICAL SAND

    you like hawaii where the oceans roar
    you like bermuda with the pink pink shore
    you like aruba where the plam trees sway

    you like montego with its beautiful bay
    you like the tropical sun and the tropical sea but
    hey mon alaska sounds good to me

    chorus
    I got sand in my toes and sand in my nose
    the sand in my ears and sand in my clothes
    I got sand in my hair and sand in my face
    I think I got sand most everyplace


    I just want to go I dont like the sand
    I want to see snow or green green land
    When the next boat comes to Montego Bay
    Jamaica fair thee well I'll be on my way
     
  6. cm8883

    cm8883 Registered+

    Ryan Adams
    "Halloween Head"

    Here comes that shit again
    I've got a halloweenhead
    Head full of tricks and treats
    It leads me thru the nighttime streets
    Black cats and falling trees
    Under ladders always walking
    Salt shaker spills just throw it over your shoulder, babe
    I've got a bad idea again, i've got a
    Halloweenhead, halloweenhead
    Head full of candy bags
    Costume shops and punks in drag
    Head full of tricks and treats
    Places where junkies meet
    And it leads me thru streets at night
    That's alright, i just watch i don't go inside
    It's all the same old shit again
    I got a halloweenhead
    I got a halloweenhead
    Lord, i got a halloweenhead

    I got a halloweenhead
    Lord, i've got a halloweenhead
    I got a halloweenhead
    Oh lord, i've got a halloweenhead
    Here comes that shit again
    I've gota halloweenhead
    Head of tricks and treats
    It leads me thru the nighttime streets
    Downtown
    Downtown
    Downtown
    I've got a halloweenhead
    Lord, i've got a halloweenhead
    What the fuck's wrong with me, god i'm a halloweenhead
     
  7. silkyblue

    silkyblue Registered+

    Some people say a man is made outta mud
    A poor man's made outta muscle and blood
    Muscle and blood and skin and bones
    A mind that's a-weak and a back that's strong

    You load sixteen tons, what do you get
    Another day older and deeper in debt
    Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
    I owe my soul to the company store

    I was born one mornin' when the sun didn't shine
    I picked up my shovel and I walked to the mine
    I loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal
    And the straw boss said "Well, a-bless my soul"

    You load sixteen tons, what do you get
    Another day older and deeper in debt
    Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
    I owe my soul to the company store

    I was born one mornin', it was drizzlin' rain
    Fightin' and trouble are my middle name
    I was raised in the canebrake by an ol' mama lion
    Cain't no-a high-toned woman make me walk the line

    You load sixteen tons, what do you get
    Another day older and deeper in debt
    Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
    I owe my soul to the company store

    If you see me comin', better step aside
    A lotta men didn't, a lotta men died
    One fist of iron, the other of steel
    If the right one don't a-get you
    Then the left one will

    You load sixteen tons, what do you get
    Another day older and deeper in debt
    Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
    I owe my soul to the company store
    __________________



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    I sang that song on a stage its the best song !!!

    thanks higher4hockey

    :jointsmile:
     
  8. Tech N9ne.

    Tech N9ne. Registered

    Probably one of the greatest rhymers ever, this is an excert from:
    Buckingham Palace - Canibus

    Canibus is the ultimate executioner's dream. Swinging the guillotine.
    'Cuz whenever the head is severed from the human body
    With a sharp enough weapon, the brain remains conscious for 10
    seconds.
    Long enough for me to give you one last message,
    And when you get to hell you can tell Lucifer I said it.
     
    Last edited: Nov 1, 2007
  9. Nightrafe

    Nightrafe Registered+

    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, 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, 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
     
  10. Nightrafe

    Nightrafe Registered+

    Bourbon For Roses - The Final Chapter (entire album)

    PRZEMOWIENIE||
    GHOSTRIDE|| Walking those pads of broken dreams. Empty ruins, are you smiling, are you smiling at me? What is it that we have hoped for? To be alive today and being dead tomorrow. One-way Ghostride. One-way Ghostride home for me. Don't mind me, I'm already dressed up for my own funeral. Confused. Refused. Away. Forgotten. So don't mind me, I'm only trespassing. I'll take the next ghostride home. THE FINAL CHAPTER|| Blood-tears-sweat and regret. All that's left of us are the remains of some ashes, flying around and turning to find dust! Spreading al kind of diseases and poison, al over town! Can we be there on time to inhale it? So we can slowly choke into our own cancers! Please don't let me miss it to the final chapter of our lives of sickness and disgrace! Drag my body to the city!! THE UNDERCOVER PROJECT|| It's time for us to hide and seek. Tof ind all the answers, that we're looking for. We have to be careful outside, and to watch out for so much more. This is the undercover project. This is the undercover project. Everywhere you walk or talk. People will notice you. That's why we have to play it by the rules. And we have to have false names too. But what's the question that breaks my mind. Is it safe for us, Will we survive? This is the undercover project. This is the undercover project. Over and out! ANNO 2006|| What is wrong with the world today? People getting robbed and stabbed in the back. Innocent people die every day. So it's time for us to stand up and say. That this is wrong and that we have to stick together. Together we can help all the innocent people tonight. So they don't have to die. Out of hunger or homeless or no sleep at all. Those killings have to stop. When you all open up you're eyes? And stop these wars, so you all can realize, that every day innocent people die. So stop those wars and racism of our believes. It doesn't matter if you're black or white, we all have to life side by side. So now it's time to let the governmebt pay. They think they know so much more. Why are those people in Iraq fighting fore?! Stop all those violence and killing today. DIARY OF BROKEN SOULS|| We want to break free of these fading times that break my soul. Now you will suffocate me, Broken bones. We will know it by the trail of death. And violence what we regret. Now they never will get off my back, now you grab me, I'm falling down. So let me suffocate my only hope. Please let me suffocate my only hope. We're dying of several things, with al these propaganda and I love that smell. Can you feel this pain, crushing my mind? What can we do to try to help all those pain inside? Regrets. Everything is so wrong, I can't believe it. So know, you can't hold on forever. In your life. Can you try to help me, I need to hide the pain. I wonder how long we're going to take to cover up for your health. Everything that you told is a lie. You're a prisoner feeling free. Now you say that is a lie. Wasted words. Through the times. I am wasted, so fucking dead! HEART AND VEINS|| Now I see your face. Broken mirrors, broken hearts. Give it up, give it up. Now we see angels rise, out of those red-blood skies. Cut through heart and veins. With this knife of pain. Forgive us! Whe me? Whye you, me beloved one? We cut through heart and veins. With this knife of pain. With this knife of pain. Now you know why we are here for. To cut our souls in two.
    Can't you rip your eyes out, before it gets dark outside?​
     
  11. cm8883

    cm8883 Registered+

    Jellyfish--String Cheese Incident

    My brain is just a jellyfish in the ocean of my head
    ‘Cause I drank too much tequila and I woke up seein’ red
    Now all I really want from life is to crawl back into bed
    On account that my brain is just a jellyfish in the ocean of my head

    Well I woke up this mornin’ and the phone was ringing
    My boss was talking just kept on squawkin’ like a vacuum cleaner
    Like a barking dog like a headache screamin’ through my mental fog
    So I pulled on my pants and headed towards the door
    But the room began to spin and I fell to the floor
    Almost made it to work but stopped along the way
    Two girls said 'hey wanna come with us to Santa Fe?'
    I said I’d love to but you see I’ve got to get to my job
    That’s when they knocked me out and threw me in the back of their Saab


    Well I work up somewhere around Pagosa Springs
    Both of them lookin’ at me and gigglin’ and whisperin things
    We arrived at their house a big adobe palace
    I gave a lecherous look to the girl named Alice
    I could tell right away that they both were willin’

    But the next thing that happened wasn’t quite so thrillin’
    They said first you’ve got to come up and meet Mary’s mom
    But it wasn’t a mom more like an atom bomb hit and this came
    Out from where the earth was split Rollin’ pin in hand Gestapo
    Patch on arm she was mean and she was bound to do me some harm

    So I run down the steps in the front of the house
    Back to the highway I scurried like a mouse
    Take off my backpack pull out some rum
    Take a big long swig and stick out my thumb


    My brain is just a jellyfish in the ocean of my head
    ‘Cause I drank too much tequila and I woke up seein’ red
    Now all I really want from life is to crawl back into bed
    On account that my brain is just a jellyfish in the ocean of my head



    I arrived at work early the next morning they said 'Where you been?
    Cause the boss has been roaring.'
    I said “never mind that, listen what I say, If you drink too much tequila
    Stay at home the next day. And don’t mess with women from Santa Fe’.
     
  12. blacksun

    blacksun Registered

    house of pain -back from the dead

    Straight out the casket, rising up
    Open up your eyes, cant you see me
    What the fuck is this madness
    Pick up my bones
    Erase my name from off the tombstones
    Alive and kicking
    Breathin the air
    Call out my name punk
    And Ill be there
    No question
    My suggestion to the action
    Caught smack dab in the middle of the blastin
    Messin with me
    Youre messin with the best
    Bleow, youre takin to shots to the chest

    cause Im back from the dead
    Everlasts comin back from the dead[back from the dead]
    You know Im back from the dead
    And Ill put a friggin hole in your head
    Back from the dead
    Back from the dead

    You cant disrespect it
    Im the resurrected
    Back from the dead
    Just to mess with your head
    Ill stress what I said
    But I wont repeat it
    If youve got a cold, starve it
    If youve got a fever, feed it
    And if you cant feed it
    Then why not blow
    You might be positive
    And not even know
    I rock the hardcore
    From the floor to the ceilin
    I give sexual healin
    Ill get your girlie squealin
    Like a pig
    My graves somethin you can never dig
    Ill rock a mausoleum
    Backyard a colosseum

    cause Im back from the dead
    Everlasts comin back from the dead[back from the dead]
    You know Im back from the dead
    House of pains in effect, nuff said

    Skip the autopsy
    cause I never o.d.d
    I only puff boom kid
    I never get skeed
    I dont sniff or shoot up
    Rip Ill stick my boot up
    Your ass quick fast
    Everlast dont jive
    Just like pearl jam
    Im still alive[sample of rumors by timex social club]
    Spreadin like tumors
    Gossip and lies
    Exaggerated reports of my demise
    And if you believed em
    Well then you got gassed
    The media deceived em
    Just like in the past

    cause Im back from the dead
    Everlasts comin back from the dead[back from the dead]
    You know Im back from the dead
    And Ill put a friggin hole in your head
    Back from the dead
    Back from the dead

    Like steven segal
    Im hard to kill
    And like g.g. allen
    Im crazy ill
    Ill beat ya down with my mic
    Kick your ass with my nike
    Bust ya in the eye
    If ya tell another lie
    Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
    Thinkin Im dead
    You must be smokin dust
    Come see me bust in the flesh
    Its a must

    cause Im back from the dead
    Everlasts comin back from the dead[back from the dead]
    You know Im back from the dead
    House of pains in effect, nuff said
    Back from the dead(fade):thumbsup:
     
  13. Metaphor

    Metaphor Registered+

    Wiid by Mc Chris
    fuckin hillarious

    We're smokin' that Danger Girl.
    We're smokin' that Gen 13.
    Bong's called Yoda, man,
    and Yoda can't STAND a bag filled with stems and seeds.
    Yo, I can't stand no ecstacy.
    Cocaine made a mess of me.
    Beer and booze are now things that I use to do.
    Don't misconstrue, I'm still abusin' weed.
    Some kids like to get fucked up,
    actin' black by rollin' them blunts.
    I got a one hitter called Margot Kidder
    and I only need to hit that shit once
    'cause I ain't made of nickels and dimes.
    Fat kind make me tickled inside.
    Say no to cuttin' up lines,
    that's one-point-twenty-one jiggawatt jive.
    And I ain't no Nancy Reagan,
    just sayin' kinda take it slow.
    Say yeah to the jazz cigarette,
    say nil to the thrills of pills and blow.
    Teen years about gettin' beat down,
    and your twenties 'bout smokin' them pounds.
    Stick around for the sticky amounts,
    flick a Bic 'til your stuck to the couch.
    I'm the sativa cyborg,
    I smell that shit like a wine cork.
    I hope they never legalize,
    then High Times won't have anything to fight for.
    I used to smoke with kids at shows,
    but I stopped 'cause they all had colds,
    but I got Emergen-C and a bag of Coldeeze
    and mad trees so let's all get stoned!

    Weed is by my side, it's always been there.
    Always been there, always been there.
    Weed is by my side, it's always been there.
    Always been there, always been there.
    Weed is by my side, it's always been there.
    Always been there, always been there.
    Weed is by my side, it's always been there.
    Always been there, always been there.


    After a show, you're a friend of mind,
    handshake with a prize inside.
    These are Batman Begins hallucinagens.
    These whammies are weaponized.
    LSD and shrooms, I tried them,
    was a time when I wouldn't deny them.
    All you need is one trip where you lose your shit,
    kiss goodbye to the sky with diamonds;
    but I keep coming back like it's Atkins fat
    'cause the weed's like crack cocaine,
    but the risk you take is just getting baked,
    you're surely gonna see the next day.
    They say we fund Al Qaeda.
    Sounds like the government's jealous.
    Let's get the enemy stoned,
    bring our ninjas home - to hell with Christian zealots,
    'cause all we need is some weed and a laid back beat,
    black lights if you stereotype,
    couple bean bag chairs and a lack of airs,
    a marathon of price is right.
    What's the 4-1-1 for realzies?
    I freeze my Reese's Pieces.
    It's like everytime I pack a pipe,
    my appetite suddenly increases.
    You know what a cracka mean,
    green leaves my cractorbeam,
    addicted like it's gasoline, just pass the trees
    while I live that cracker dream,
    but I might have to cease my deeds.
    I might have to take control
    'cause I ain't down with little mc
    growin' up in a cloud of my second-hand smoke.

    Weed is by my side, it's always been there.
    Always been there, always been there.
    Weed is by my side, it's always been there.
    Always been there, always been there.
    Weed is by my side, it's always been there.
    Always been there, always been there.
    Weed is by my side, it's always been there.
    Always been there, always been there.
     
  14. Sandman27

    Sandman27 Registered+

    Nine Inch Nails - And all that could have been
    I just started to listen to NIN and i was kinda depressed at the time. This song blew me away.

    Breeze still carries the sound
    maybe i'll disappear
    tracks will fade in the snow
    you won't find me here
    Ice is starting to form
    ending what had begun
    I am locked in my head
    with what I've done
    I know you tried to rescue me
    didn't let anyone get in
    left with a trace of all that was
    And all that could have been
    Please
    take this
    and run far away
    far away from me
    I am tainted
    the two of us
    were never meant to be
    all these pieces
    and promises and left behinds
    if only I could see
    In my nothing
    You meant everything
    everything to me
    gone fading everything
    And all that could have been
    Please
    take this
    and run far away
    far as you can see
    I am tainted
    and happiness and peace of mind
    were never meant for me
    all these pieces
    and promises and left behinds
    if only I could see
    In my nothing
    You meant everything
    everything to me
     
  15. cm8883

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    Manic Depression-Jimi Hendrix

    Manic depression is touching my soul
    I know what I want but I just don't know
    How to, go about gettin' it

    Feeling sweet feeling,
    Drops from my fingers, fingers
    Manic depression is catchin' my soul

    Woman so weary, the sweet cause in vain
    You make love, you break love
    It's all the same
    When it's, when it's over, mama
    Music, sweet music
    I wish I could caress, caress, caress
    Manic depression is a frustrating mess

    Well, I think I'll go turn myself off,
    And go on down
    All the way down
    Really ain't no use in me hanging around
    In your kinda scene

    Music, sweet music
    I wish I could caress, caress, caress
    Manic depression is a frustrating mess
     
  16. Dutch Pimp

    Dutch Pimp Up in Smoke

    I don't know that last one?...can you hum a few bars?
     
  17. Weezard

    Weezard Registered+

    In a dark, deserted, station, restless in anticipation, a man waits in the shadows.
     
  18. EvilCartman

    EvilCartman Registered+

    Oh my God! That bowling ball! It's my wife! o_O


    No Anchovies Please

    This is the story of a young couple in Portland, Maine.
    While waiting for her husband Don to return home from work, she reaches for
    A can of anchovies. As she spreads the tiny fish across a piece of lettuce,
    She notices a small note at the bottom of the can. Written on it is a
    Telephone number. Curious, she dials, and is told, "Don't move, lady, we'll
    Be right over. " Placing the phone back on the hook, she turns to see three
    Smartly dressed men standing in her kitchen doorway. Before she realizes
    What is happening to her, she is rolled tightly in long sheets of cellophane,
    Transported to an international airport, and placed on a waiting jet-liner.
    All this being too much for her to comprehend, she passes out.
    Upon awakening, she finds herself in a strange, foreign speaking nation
    ("Dalas nekcihc dna tihs nekcihc neewteb ecnereffid eht wonk ot suineg a
    Ekat t'nseod ti. "). Alone, fearing her escape impossible, she seeks comfort
    In the arms of a confidential agent. With the trace of her kiss still warm
    Upon his lips, he betrays her to the hands of three scientists who are
    Engaged in diabolical, avant-garde experiments previously performed only on
    Insects and other small, meaningless creatures. Using her as their subject,
    They are delighted with the results. For the first time, a human being is
    Transformed into a ("shhh... it's secret").
    Meanwhile, back in Portland, Maine...
    Her husband Don, now chain-smoking 40 packs of cigarettes a day, sits at a
    Local bar and has a few beers with the regulars. Bored, everyone's
    Attention turns to the television set that just hangs from the wall.
    ("Welcome to Bowling for Dollars"). Suddenly, crazy Al says, "S-say, Don,
    There sure is something familiar about that bowling ball. " To which a
    Terrified Don replies, "Oh my God! That bowling ball! It's my wife!"
    And the lesson we learn from this story is, next time you place your order,
    Don't forget to say, "No anchovies please."

    Songwriters: WOLF, PETER / JUSTMAN, SETH
    No Anchovies Please lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
     
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  19. tangentweed

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    From my group Bravery of Birds LP the Time Element -
    Part III of the Wandering Revenant trilogy

    "Unsettled"

    Restlessness
    Unsettled
    Hover above the street, unleveled
    The city leans on my side like a wounded soldier
    Transparency, it's pointless
    City limits take me back to the entrance
    Unsettled
    Never finished
    Never over...

    Yeah - I know... you've never heard this song before.
    But you can if you want... click on the album cover. track 10


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