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defiler (OP) 12/08/2005 10:14 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Joseph Arthur:History You´re the shaded sun You´re daddy´s broken gun You´re the loneliest moon You are a butterfly dreaming about your cocoon You´re the only sound when I am blind So I label you mine You´re the house you grew up in You´re always just arriving at your end You´re your mama´s shit eatin´ grin and your daddy´s double chin You´re the first pair of shoes you ever went to school in And you´re the kid pretending she´s in prison Behind the bars of a jungle gym Someone´s gonna give you wings And you´ll think it´s what you need And you´ll fly You´ll be so high But you´re history acts as your gravity Your history acts as your gravity Acts as your history acts as your gravity You´re the only one you ever believe in You´re the solution and you are the problem You´re a rapist and your only victim You are fact and you are fiction ou´re the only one you´ve considered a friend And now you´re alive Waiting for your life to begin Again You try to find you, you who is lost But your hooked to the rush of approaching chaos You´re king for a minute but a fool for an hour Alone in your room You are a closed flower Dreams of your shadow you´re going to destroy The way you handle yourself Like an unbreakable toy The guy rocks your socks.. Check him out. |
the Madman (OP) 12/08/2005 10:14 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Written by peter green. I can’t help about the shape I’m in I can’t sing, I ain’t pretty and my legs are thin But don’t ask me what I think of you I might not give the answer that you want me to Oh well Now, when I talked to God I knew he’d understand He said, stick by my side and I’ll be your guiding hand But don’t ask me what I think of you I might not give the answer that you want me to Oh well |
Chronic (OP) 12/08/2005 10:14 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | My Ding A Ling When I was a little bitty boyMy grandmother bought me a cute little toy.Silver bells hanging on a string,She told me it was my ding a ling a ling.Oh, my ding a ling, my ding a ling,I want you to play with my ding a ling.My ding a ling, my ding a ling,I want you to play with my ding a ling.And then mama took me took me to grammar school,But I stopped off in the vestibue.Every time that bell would ring,Catch me playing with my ding a ling a ling.Oh, my ding a ling, my ding a ling,I want you to play with my ding a ling.My ding a ling, my ding a ling,I want you to play with my ding a ling.Once I was climbing the garden wall.I slipped and had a terrible fall.I fell so hard I heard bells ring,But held on to my ding a ling.Oh, my ding a ling, my ding a ling,I want you to play with my ding a ling.My ding a ling, my ding a ling,I want you to play with my ding a ling.Once I was swimming across turtle creek,Man, them snappers all around my feet.Sure was hard swimming across that thingWith both hands holding my ding a ling.Oh, my ding a ling, my ding a ling,I want you to play with my ding a ling.My ding a ling, my ding a ling,I want you to play with my ding a ling.This here so song, it ain´t so sad.The cutest little song you ever had.Those of you who will not sing,You must be playing with your own ding a ling.Oh, my ding a ling, my ding a ling,I want you to play with my ding a ling.My ding a ling, my ding a ling,I want you to play with my ding a ling.Your ding a ling, your ding a ling,We saw you playing with your ding a ling.My ding a ling, everybody sing,I want to play with my ding,Everybody, my ding a ling,Oh my ding a ling,I want to play with my ding a ling. |
†Hear†s† (OP) 12/08/2005 10:14 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Ain´t Nothing Gonna Hold Me Down Men At Work Last night I had the strangest dream, I sailed away to China in a little rowboat to find you And you said you had to get your laundry cleaned Didn´t want no one to hold you, what does that mean? And you said Ain´t nothing gonna break my stride Nobody´s gonna slow me down Oh no, I´ve got to keep on moving Ain´t nothing gonna break my stride I´m running and I won´t touch ground Oh no, I´ve got to keep on moving You´re on the road and now you pray you´ll last The road behind you was rocky But now you´re feeling cocky You look at me and you´ll see your past Is that the reason you´re running so fast? And he said Ain´t nothing gonna break my stride Nobody´s gonna slow me down Oh no, I´ve got to keep on moving Ain´t nothing gonna break my stride I´m running and I won´t touch ground Oh no, I´ve got to keep on moving Never let another guy like you, whip me over Never let another guy like you, drag me under If I meet another guy like you, I will tell him Never want another guy like you, have to say Ain´t nothing gonna break my stride Nobody´s gonna slow me down Oh no, I´ve got to keep on moving Ain´t nothing gonna break my stride I´m running and I won´t touch ground Oh no, I´ve got to keep on moving Ain´t nothing gonna break my stride Nobody´s gonna slow me down Oh no, I´ve got to keep on moving Ain´t nothing gonna break my stride I´m running and I won´t touch ground Oh no, I´ve got to keep on moving Ain´t nothing gonna break my stride Nobody´s gonna slow me down Oh no, I´ve got to keep on moving Ain´t nothing gonna break my stride I´m running and I won´t touch ground Oh no, I´ve got to keep on moving |
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the Madman (OP) 12/08/2005 10:14 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Green-eyed Lady Sugarloaf Green-eyed lady, lovely lady Strolling slowly towards the sun Green-eyed lady, ocean lady Soothing every ragin´ wave that comes Green-eyed lady, passions´ lady Dressed in love She lives for life to be Green-eyed lady feels life I never see Setting suns and lonely lovers free. Green-eyed lady, wind swept lady Rules the night, the waves, the sand Green-eyed lady, ocean lady Child of nature, friend of man Green-eyed lady, passions´ lady Dressed in love She lives for life to be Green-eyed lady feels life I never see Setting suns and lonely lovers free. |
†Hear†s† (OP) 12/08/2005 10:14 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Making Love Out of Nothing at All Air Supply I know just how to whisper And I know just how to cry I know just where to find the answers And I know just how to lie I know just how to fake it And I know just how to scheme I know just when to face the truth And then I know just when to dream And I know just where to touch you I know just what to prove I know when to pull you closer And I know when to let you loose And I know the night is fading And I know the time´s gonna fly And I´m never gonna tell you everything I gotta tell you But I know I gotta give it a try And I know the roads to riches And I know the ways to fame I know all the rules and then I know how to break ´em And I always know the name of the game But I don´t know how to leave you And I´ll never let you fall And I don´t know how you do it Making love out nothing at all Making love) out of nothing at all (Making love) out of nothing at all (Making love) out of nothing at all Every time I see you all the rays of the sun are all Streaming through the waves in your hair And every star in the sky is taking aim at your eyes Like a spotlight The beating of my heart is a drum and it´s lost And it´s looking for a rhythm like you You can take the darkness from the pit of the night And turn it to a beacon burning endlessly bright I´ve gotta follow it ´cause everything I know Well it´s nothing till I give it to you I can make the runner stumble I can make the final block And I can make every tackle at the sound of the whistle, I can make all the stadiums rock I can make tonight forever Or I can make it disappear by the dawn And I can make you every promise that has ever been made And I can make all your demons be gone But I´m never gonna make it without you Do you really wanna see me crawl And I´m never gonna make it like you do Making love out of nothing at all (Making love) out of nothing at all (Making love) out of nothing at all (Making love) Out of nothing at all Out of nothing at all (Making love) Out of nothing at all (Making love) Out of nothing at all (Making love, love) |
the Madman (OP) 12/08/2005 10:14 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Eagles Lyrics Song: Desperado Lyrics Desperado, why don’t you come to your senses? You been out ridin’ fences for so long now Oh, you’re a hard one I know that you got your reasons These things that are pleasin’ you Can hurt you somehow Don’ you draw the queen of diamonds, boy She’ll beat you if she’s able You know the queen of heats is always your best bet Now it seems to me, some fine things Have been laid upon your table But you only want the ones that you can’t get Desperado, oh, you ain’t gettin’ no youger Your pain and your hunger, they’re drivin’ you home And freedom, oh freedom well, that’s just some people talkin’ Your prison is walking through this world all alone Don’t your feet get cold in the winter time? The sky won’t snow and the sun won’t shine It’s hard to tell the night time from the day You’re loosin’ all your highs and lows Ain’t it funny how the feeling goes away? Desperado, why don’t you come to your senses? Come down from your fences, open the gate It may be rainin’, but there’s a rainbow above you You better let somebody love you, before it’s too late |
Anonymous Coward 12/08/2005 10:14 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Save some light for me Figures up ahead Moving in the trees White skin in linen Perfume on my wrist And the full moon that hangs over These dreams in the mist Darkness on the edge Shadows where I stand I search for the time On a watch with no hands I want to see you clearly Come closer than this But all I remember Are the dreams in the mist These dreams go on when I close my eyes Every second of the night I live another life These dreams that sleep when it’s cold outside Every moment I’m awake the further I’m away Is it cloak ’n dagger Could it be spring or fall I walk without a cut Through a stained glass wall Weaker in my eyesight The candle in my grip And words that have no form Are falling from my lips These dreams go on when I close my eyes Every second of the night I live another life These dreams that sleep when it’s cold outside Every moment I’m awake the further I’m away There’s something out there I can’t resist I need to hide away from the pain There’s something out there I can’t resist The sweetest song is silence That I’ve ever heard Funny how your feet In dreams never touch the earth In a wood full of princes Freedom is a kiss But the prince hides his face From dreams in the mist These dreams go on when I close my eyes Every second of the night I live another life These dreams that sleep when it’s cold outside Every moment I’m awake the further I’m away These dreams go on when I close my eyes Every second of the night I live another life These dreams that sleep when it’s cold outside Every moment I’m awake the further I’m away heart |
Anonymous Coward 12/08/2005 10:14 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Let me take you to the movies. can I take you to the show Let me be yours ever truly. can I make your garden grow From the houses of the holy, we can watch the white doves go From the door comes satan’s daughter, and it only goes to show. you know. There’s an angel on my shoulder, in my hand a sword of gold Let me wander in your garden. and the seeds of love I’ll sow. you know. So the world is spinning faster. are you dizzy when you’re stoned Let the music be your master. will you heed the master’s call Oh... satan and man. Said there ain’t no use in crying. cause it will only, only drive you mad Does it hurt to hear them lying? was this the only world you had? oh-oh So let me take you, take you to the movie. can I take you, baby, to the show. Why don’t you let me be yours ever truly. can I make your garden grow You know. page/plant |
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guyohm (OP) 12/08/2005 10:14 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | They´re selling postcards of the hanging They´re painting the passports brown The beauty parlor is filled with sailors The circus is in town Here comes the blind commissioner They´ve got him in a trance One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker The other is in his pants And the riot squad they´re restless They need somewhere to go As Lady and I look out tonight From Desolation Row. Cinderella, she seems so easy "It takes one to know one," she smiles And puts her hands in her back pockets Bette Davis style And in comes Romeo, he´s moaning "You belong to Me I Believe" And someone says, "You´re in the wrong place, my friend You better leave" And the only sound that´s left After the ambulances go Is Cinderella sweeping up On Desolation Row. Now the moon is almost hidden The stars are beginning to hide The fortunetelling lady Has even taken all her things inside All except for Cain and Abel And the hunchback of Notre Dame Everybody is making love Or else expecting rain And the Good Samaritan, he´s dressing He´s getting ready for the show He´s going to the carnival tonight On Desolation Row. Now Ophelia, she´s ´neath the window For her I feel so afraid On her twenty-second birthday She already is an old maid To her, death is quite romantic She wears an iron vest Her profession´s her religion Her sin is her lifelessness And though her eyes are fixed upon Noah´s great rainbow She spends her time peeking Into Desolation Row. Einstein, disguised as Robin Hood With his memories in a trunk Passed this way an hour ago With his friend, a jealous monk He looked so immaculately frightful As he bummed a cigarette Then he went off sniffing drainpipes And reciting the alphabet You would not think to look at him But he was famous long ago For playing the electric violin On Desolation Row. Dr. Filth, he keeps his world Inside of a leather cup But all his sexless patients They´re trying to blow it up Now his nurse, some local loser She´s in charge of the cyanide hole And she also keeps the cards that read "Have Mercy on His Soul" They all play on penny whistles You can hear them blow If you lean your head out far enough From Desolation Row. Across the street they´ve nailed the curtains They´re getting ready for the feast The Phantom of the Opera In a perfect image of a priest They´re spoonfeeding Casanova To get him to feel more assured Then they´ll kill him with self-confidence After poisoning him with words And the Phantom´s shouting to skinny girls "Get outa here if you don´t know" Casanova is just being punished for going To Desolation Row. At midnight all the agents And the superhuman crew Come out and round up everyone That knows more than they do Then they bring them to the factory Where the heart-attack machine Is strapped across their shoulders And then the kerosene Is brought down from the castles By insurance men who go Check to see that nobody is escaping To Desolation Row. They be to Nero´s Neptune The Titanic sails at dawn Everybody´s shouting "Which side are you on ?" And Ezra Pound and T. S. Eliot Fighting in the captain´s tower While calypso singers laugh at them And fishermen hold flowers Between the windows of the sea Where lovely mermaids flow And nobody has to think too much About Desolation Row. Yes, I received your letter yesterday About the time the door knob broke When you asked me how I was doing Was that some kind of joke ? All these people that you mention Yes, I know them, they´re quite lame I had to rearrange their faces And give them all another name Right now I can´t read too good Dont send me no more letters no Not unless you mail them From Desolation Row. Bob Dylan |
anonymous27 (OP) 12/08/2005 10:14 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | OPERATION: MINDCRIME Music and Lyrics by: Queensryche (1988) It just takes a minute and you´ll feel no pain Gotta make something of your life boy give me one more vein You´ve come to see the doctor cause I´ll show you the cure I´m gonna take away the questions yeah I´m gonna make you sure A hit man for the order when you couldn´t go to school Had a skin job for a hair-do yeah you looked pretty cool Had a habit doing mainline watch the dragon burn No regrets, you´ve got no goals nothing more to learn Now I know you won´t refuse because we´ve got so much to do And you´ve got nothing more to lose so take this number and welcome to Operation : Mindcrime... We´re an underground revolution working overtime Operation : Mindcrime... There´s a job for you in the system boy, with nothing to sign Hey Nikki you know everything that there is to do Here´s a gun take it home wait by the phone We´ll send someone over to bring you what you need You´re a one man death machine, make this city bleed Now I know you won´t refuse because we´ve got so much to do And you´ve got nothing more to lose, so take this number and welcome to Operation : Mindcrime... We´re an underground revolution working overtime Operation : Mindcrime... There´s a job for you in the system boy, with nothing to sign Operation : Mindcrime... We´re an underground revolution working overtime Operation : Mindcrime... If you come to see the doctor yeah he´ll give you the cure Operation : Mindcrime... Make something of your life boy let me into your mind Operation : Mindcrime... There´s a job for you in the system boy with nothing to sign |
Insomnia (OP) 12/08/2005 10:14 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Karma police arrest this man, he talks in maths, he buzzes like a fridge, he´s like a detuned radio. Karma police arrest this girl, her Hitler hairdo is making me feel ill and we have crashed her party. This is what you get, this is what you get, this is what you get, when you mess with us. Karma police I´ve given all I can, it´s not enough, I´ve given all I can but we´re still on the payroll. This is what you get, this is what you get, this is what you get, when you mess with us. For a minute there I lost myself, I lost myself. Phew, for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself. For a minute there I lost myself, I lost myself. Phew, for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself. |