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everyone thinks fake plastic trees is such a serious song.. i just can't get into it anymore ever since i found out it was about a blowmeup fuckdoll |
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Even the sun goes down, heroes eventually die, horoscopes often lie, and sometimes why? Nothin is for sure, nothin is for surtain, nothin lasts forever, but untill they close the curtains.... its him and I, aquemini.... |
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I wolud like to fuck u up the bunghole, and then i will sneak into your room and cut your cock off, and stuff it in my mouth, and then share it with my boys!!! |
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nice kool keith (as dr octagon) lyric there evolume... from one of my favourite hiphop cuts |
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One of my all time fav lyrics is Chemlab -Pyromance. Lovely as a split lip... soulful as the city Move and skip, swivel it Sink my fingers in your hair, the sweat and the smell of our liquid affair In a gasoline burn our bodies will churn, with a flick of the switch you're plugged into the itch Watch your videos all day... rewind and play... play and play and play My battery got a surge from my finger triggering your sparkplug I felt that nervous boost when you bent down and licked my boots Headed in the direction of Soma car-crash intersection It's called "Why don't we do it in the road?" or at least that's what I am told Laser branded rubber, simple lidded things (?) Bound up and tied, you can't fly without wings Over oceans of skin, bathed in perversion and sin My arsenic ?? a needle descending, my poisonous twin You're in danger... getting stranger all the time My battery got a charge with my finger triggering your spark plug I felt that nervous boost when you bent down and licked my boots Headed in the direction of Soma car-crash intersection It's called "Why don't we do it in the road" or at least that's what I am told... Play... fade away... |
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Coil Finite bees: When most I wink, then do mine eyes best see, For all the day they view things unrespected; But when I sleep, in dreams they look on thee, And darkly bright are bright in dark directed. Then thou, whose shadow shadows doth make bright, How would thy shadow's form form happy show To the clear day with thy much clearer light, When to unseeing eyes thy shade shines so! How would, I say, mine eyes be blessed made By looking on thee in the living day, When in dead night thy fair imperfect shade Through heavy sleep on sightless eyes doth stay! All days are nights to see till I see thee, And nights bright days when dreams do show thee me. |
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nin - the great below staring at the sea will she come? is there hope for me after all is said and done anything at any price all of this for you all the spoils of a wasted life all of this for you all the world has closed her eyes tired faith all worn and thin for all we could have done and all that could have been ocean pulls me close and whispers in my ear the destiny i've chose all becoming clear the currents have their say the time is drawing near washes me away makes me disappear and i descend from grace in arms of undertow i will take my place in the great below i can still feel you even so far away i can still feel you even so far away i can still feel you even so far away i can still feel you even so far away even so far away even so far away even so far away so far away |
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"Ain't no fiction, What I believe" Alec Empire. or "I wish the milkman would deliver my milk in the morning, I wish the milkman would deliver my milk, when I'm yawning." We all know who that's by... |
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..yeah, raimons! :D |
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Owwww! I get up, and nothin' gets me down You got it tough, I've seen the toughest around And I know, baby, just how you feel You got to roll with the punches and get to what's real Ah, can't ya see me standin' here I got my back against the record machine I ain't the worst that you've seen Ah, can't ya see what I mean? Ah, might as well jump. Jump! Might as well jump Go ahead an' jump. Jump! Go ahead and jump Ow-oh! Hey, you! Who said that? Baby, how you been? You say you don't know, you won't know until you begin So can't ya see me standing here I got my back against the record machine I ain't the worst that you've seen Ah, can't ya see what I mean? Ah, might as well jump. Jump! Go ahead and jump Might as well jump. Jump! Go ahead and jump Jump! (Guitar Solo) Might as well jump. Jump! Go ahead and jump Get it in, jump. Jump! Go ahead and jump Jump! Jump! Jump! Jump! |
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I'm sick and tired of hearing things From uptight, short-sighted, narrow-minded hypocritics All I want is the truth Just gimme some truth I've had enough of reading things By neurotic, psychotic, pig-headed politicians All I want is the truth Just gimme some truth No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of tricky dicky Is gonna mother hubbard soft soap me With just a pocketful of hope Money for dope Money for rope No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of tricky dicky Is gonna mother hubbard soft soap me With just a pocketful of soap Money for dope Money for rope I'm sick to death of seeing things From tight-lipped, condescending, mama's little chauvinists All I want is the truth Just gimme some truth now I've had enough of watching scenes Of schizophrenic, ego-centric, paranoiac, prima-donnas All I want is the truth now Just gimme some truth No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of tricky dicky Is gonna mother hubbard soft soap me With just a pocketful of soap It's money for dope Money for rope Ah, I'm sick and tired of hearing things from uptight, short-sighted, narrow-minded hypocrites All I want is the truth now Just gimme some truth now I've had enough of reading things by neurotic, psychotic, pig-headed politicians All I want is the truth now Just gimme some truth now All I want is the truth now Just gimme some truth now All I want is the truth Just gimme some truth All I want is the truth Just gimme some truth |
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"Living with a hernia!! Living with a hernia!!" and "Like a surgeon, cutting for the very first time!!" both by Weird Al Yankovic!! :) |
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Bjork - Hyperballad We live on a mountain Right at the top There's a beautiful view From the top of the mountain Every morning I walk towards the edge And throw little things off Like car-parts, bottles and cutlery Or whatever I find lying around It's become a habit A way to start the day I go through all this Before you wake up So I can feel happier To be safe up here with you I go through all this Before you wake up So I can feel happier To be safe up here with you It's real early morning No-one is awake I'm back at my cliff Still throwing things off I listen to the sounds they make On their way down I follow with my eyes 'til they crash Imagine what my body would sound like Slamming against those rocks When it lands Will my eyes Be closed or open? I go through all this Before you wake up So I can feel happier To be safe up here with you I go through all this Before you wake up So I can feel happier To be safe up here with you I go through all this Before you wake up So I can feel happier To be safe up here with you Safe up here with you Safe up here with you Safe up here with you |
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T.REX RABBIT FIGHTER Shady politician in my bed Tying bolts of lighting to his head Call me Rabbit Fighter you know its true 'Cos babe I'll Rabbit fight all over you Tramp king of the city he's my friend Moondog's just a prophet to the end Call me Rabbit Fighter you know it's true 'Cos babe I'll Rabbit fight all over you I saw a dude unscrewed and badly burned Laughing 'Cos he'd gonna what he'd earned Call me Rabbit Fighter you know its true 'Cos babe I'll Rabbit fight all over you Call me Rabbit Fighter Jo Jo don't you know FRANK BLACK TWO REELERS A lot of people love that Jerome / Did you know he missed his comb ? / All his life was in pain / Made us laugh he never did complain / Brother Sam was more than OK / Returned once more to save the day / Slicked-back hair he did keep / Making a heep, heep, heep, heep, heep / If all you see is violence / Then I make a plea-yeah-in their defense / Don`t you know they speak vaudevillian ? / And for what it is / Hear what my theory is / Some gibberish it is so serious / What we need is more silly men / Though underrated all the time / Louis was so very fine / Without him imagine / Did you know he could play the violin ? / Most important was brother Moe / He was the one who made it so / He got a Joe and another Joe / He would not quit, he would not quit / And Mr. White / Heard a bad report / And so it ends the two reelers short / Cause you cannot do what you can`t / And Mr. White / Heard a bad report / And so it ends the two reelers short / Cause you cannot do what you can`t / |
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"While y'all drink Similac, my rhymes are breast-fed" |
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