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whoever posts the most dpressing lyrics gets a present...
 

offline uzim on 2003-10-20 03:11 [#00909879]
Points: 17716 Status: Lurker



in another style..

I'm gonna drown myself in London's lost rivers
I will walk down to the rain

I have sat there and seen the winter days finish their
short-spanned lives; and all the globes of light - crimson,
emerald, and pallid yellow - start, one by one, out of the
russet fog that creeps up the river. But I like the place
best on these hot summer nights, when the sky hangs thick
with stifled colour, and the stars shine small and shyly.
Then the pulse of the city is hushed, and the scales of the
water flicker golden and oily under the watching regiment of
lamps. The bridge clasps its gaunt arms tight from bank to
bank, and the shuffle of a retreating figure sounds loud and
alone in the quiet. There, if you wait long enough, you will
hear the long wail of the siren, that seems to tell of the
anguish of London till a train hurries to throttle its dying
note, roaring and rushing, thundering and blazing through
the night, tossing its white crests of smoke, charging
across the bridge into the dark country beyond.

In the wan, lingering light of the winter afternoon, the
parks stood all deserted, sluggishly drowsing, so it seemed,
with their spacious distances muffled in greyness:
colourless, fabulous, blurred. One by one, through the damp
misty air, looked the tall, stark, lifeless elms. Overhead
there lowered a turpid sky, heavy-charged with an unclean
yellow, and amid their ugly patches of dank and rotting
bracken, a little mare picked her way noiselessly. The
rumour of life seemed hushed. There was only the vague ???
rhythm of the creaking saddle. The daylight faded. A shroud
of ghostly mist enveloped the earth, and up from the
vaporous distance crept slowly the evening darkness. A
sullen glow throbs overhead: golden will-o'-the-wisps are
threading their shadowy ribbons above golden trees, and the
dull, distant rumour of feverish London waits on the still
night air. The lights of Hyde Park Corner blaze like some
monster, gilded constellation, shaming the dingy stars. And
across the east, there f


 

offline uzim on 2003-10-20 03:12 [#00909880]
Points: 17716 Status: Lurker



flares a sky-sign, a gaudy crimson arabesque. And all the
air hangs draped in the mysterious sumptuous splendour of a
murky London night.

I'm gonna drown myself in the lost rivers of London
I am gonna drown myself in the lost rivers of London


- Coil, 'Lost Rivers Of London'


 

offline tibbar from harrisburg, pa (United States) on 2003-10-20 03:13 [#00909883]
Points: 10513 Status: Lurker



daddy please hear this song that i sing in your
heart theres a spark that just screams for a lover
to bring a child to your chest that could lay as
you sleep and love all you have left like your boy
used to be long ago wrapped in sheets warm
and wet blister please with those wings in your
spine love to be with a brother of mine how he'd
love to find your tongue in his teeth in a struggle
to find secret songs that you keep wrapped in
boxes so tight sounding only at night as you
sleep
and in my dreams you're alive and your crying
as your mouth moves in mine soft and sweet
rings of flowers round your eyes and I love you
for the rest of your life in your ?reading?
brother see we are one in the same and you left
with your head filled with flames and you
watched as your brains fell out thru your teeth
push the pieces in place make your smile sweet
to see don't you take this away im still wanting
my face on your cheek and when we break we'll
wait for our miracle God is a place where some
holy spectacle lies
when we break we'll wait for our miracle
God is a place you will wait for the rest of your
life two headed boy she is all you could need
she will feed you tomatoes and radio wires and
retire to sheets safe and clean but don't hate her
when she gets up to leave


 

offline ambsace from canaDUH. on 2003-10-20 03:15 [#00909886]
Points: 6326 Status: Lurker



well. i could post cure lyrics in here all day. i also think
robert smith writes some of the most beautiful lyrics. i <3
him.


 

offline tibbar from harrisburg, pa (United States) on 2003-10-20 03:17 [#00909888]
Points: 10513 Status: Lurker



When you were young
Was there a time called one day
You would know all there was to know
If you survive
All of those girls around you
You carry there books they carried your mind
Make believe
That nothing is wrong
Make believe
Your going somewhere
Live your dream
So take it slow
And if you lose your way
Remember the moment you began
Fall back on your word
Heaven forbid your entry
And miner guilt complex dissolves
Make believe nothing is wrong
Make believe you’ve got something to say
Live your dream
(never stop)
And nothing can matter to this man
Wish away all I know
Heaven is calling out
The easiest excess to the crowd
I came for the house and the children
I let it all slip throw my hands
I feel like a weight has been lifted
Nothing can matter to this man
I came for the car and the vacuum
Spinning the wheels into the void
I feel like my ship it has come in
But it was a joke there’s nothing aboard


 

offline surrounded from it won't be hard anymore to li on 2003-10-20 03:19 [#00909893]
Points: 3787 Status: Regular



Beste bill, ik zag daarnet je vrouw,
en ze zei dat je langzaam impotent wordt.
Is dat waar, arme beste kerel?
Wie zal je troosten als je vruchteloos verlangt?

Beste bill, je wou dat je kon zeggen,
dat je hevig dit leven had geleefd.
En dat je een man was, vrij en zonder schulden.
En dat je slimmer dan je ouders was geweest.

En je wou dat je kon zeggen dat dit drijven.
Dat het niet jouw stijl is, maar de stilte voor de storm.
Dat je muren kan breken, ijzer kan smeden,
als het brandt van binnen.

Begrijp jij die mensen die op feesten,
de overwinning vieren van het leven op de dood?
En die de kansen grijpen waar ze liggen,
en die altijd weten wat ze doen?


 

offline tibbar from harrisburg, pa (United States) on 2003-10-20 03:25 [#00909901]
Points: 10513 Status: Lurker



There's a little child
Runnin' 'round this house
And he never leaves
He will never leave
And the fog comes up
From the sewers and
Glows in the dark
Baby alligators in the sewers
Grow up fast
Grow up fast
Anything you want it can be done now
How did you bad?
Did you go bad?
Did you go bad?
Some things will never wash away
Did you go bad?
Did you go bad?



 

offline Q4Z2X on 2003-10-20 03:30 [#00909906]
Points: 5264 Status: Lurker



rows of houses, all bearing down on me
i can feel their blue hands touching me
all these things into position
all these things we'll one day swallow whole
and fade out again and fade out
this machine will, will not communicate
these thoughts and the strain I am under
be a world child, form a circle
before we all go under
and fade out again and fade out again
cracked eggs, dead birds
scream as they fight for life
i can feel death, can see its beady eyes
all these things into position
all these things we'll one day swallow whole
and fade out again and fade out again


 

offline Q4Z2X on 2003-10-20 03:30 [#00909909]
Points: 5264 Status: Lurker



drawing this box for you to recreate me into something i can
never be.
disease turned these clouds a infinite light
and the winds a translucent glow.
it seemed so easy to quit everything to remember.
transmitted recordings of robot tracks to forget how
everyone sounds.
tightly formed mechanical wings,
dwelling on how to save us all. never in control,
never really having a chance.
we're all useless with our eyeliner dripping in red.
we let it fester always knowing that it was coming
and i'm hearing things in my head.
i'm hearing things all wrong.
these arms failed to lift when my eyes forgot to open.
everything left offsetting through the dryed paint
that creates these butterfly wings,
twitching and teasing now.
standing here one year later with signs of red shining
through a decade more.
among the morning light of bedroom walls deafeated to know
the danger in this.
it's so easy to forget everything we swore we'd remember.
we're all useless.
if only i could keep the eyeliner from running
i'd drive these roads to kill my own kind.


 

offline Q4Z2X on 2003-10-20 03:44 [#00909945]
Points: 5264 Status: Lurker



to hope is admittance
feed before beginning
double-sided cynics
reflected images
don't be so selfish
leaving the image
follow it far
to find where you are
you haven't grown
go on alone

never finished his sentence
Remained in seclusion
for the next few days
family is circling
he having moved up
all the styles of heresy
finally he appeared unexpectedly
looking for company


 

offline Earthworm_HO from blu haha on 2003-10-20 03:52 [#00909963]
Points: 56 Status: Regular



a shattered dream of heart
so hard to live on, si?
a tunnel of life to pass
you'll never get her, si?


 

offline Sclah from Freudian Slipmat on 2003-10-20 04:22 [#00910004]
Points: 3121 Status: Lurker



Cheeky Song (Touch My Bum)

Cheeky girls......
Ooh boys cheeky girls
Ooh girls cheeky boys
Ooh boys cheeky girls
Ooh girls cheeky boys
Ooh boys cheeky girls
Ooh girls cheeky boys
Ooh boys cheeky girls
Ooh girls cheeky boys

I never ever ask where do you go
I never ever ask what do you do
I never ever ask what's in your mind
I never ever ask if you'll be mine
Come and smile don't be shy
Touch my bum this is life.

Oooooh

We are the cheeky girls
We are the cheeky girls
You are the cheeky boys
You are the cheeky boys
We are the cheeky girls
We are the cheeky girls
You are the cheeky boys
You are the cheeky boys

Hhmm cheeky cheeky
(laughter)

Cheekycheekycheeky

Ooh boys cheeky girls
Ooh girls cheeky boys
Ooh boys cheeky girls
Ooh girls cheeky boys
Ooh boys cheeky girls
Ooh girls cheeky boys
Ooh boys cheeky girls
Ooh girls cheeky boys

I never ever ask where do you go
I never ever ask what do you do
I never ever ask whats in your mind
I never ever ask if you'll be mine
Come and smile don't be shy
Touch my bum this is life.

Unu doy trei si
(translates to one two three go)
(with other voices shouting cheeky)

We are the cheeky girls
We are the cheeky girls
You are the cheeky boys
You are the cheeky boys
We are the cheeky girls
We are the cheeky girls
You are the cheeky boys
You are the cheeky boys

Come and join the cheeky club
This is what you want
Come and sing the cheeky song
Our cheeky song woo
Come and join the cheeky club
This is what you want
Come and sing the cheeky song
Our cheeky song woo
Come and smile don't be shy
Touch my bum this is life

Cheeky cheeky

We are the cheeky girls
We are the cheeky girls
You are the cheeky boys
You are the cheeky boys
We are the cheeky girls
We are the cheeky girls
You are the cheeky boys
You are the cheeky boys
We are the cheeky girls
We are the cheeky girls
You are the cheeky boys
You are the cheeky boys
We are the cheeky girls
We are the cheeky girls
You are the cheek


 

offline tragedy from Gloucester (United States) on 2003-10-20 04:44 [#00910016]
Points: 4423 Status: Lurker



ok... TIBBAR WINS your prize is naked pics... just
kidding... your prize isssss ummmmmmmm...youuuu geeett to,
um,
you get a card! i'm sending it nowish. :-)


 

offline tibbar from harrisburg, pa (United States) on 2003-10-20 04:46 [#00910017]
Points: 10513 Status: Lurker



yeah, cuz um... a card is... SO much..... better..... than
um....

yeah.

thanks.

really.

:) *rawr*


 

offline tragedy from Gloucester (United States) on 2003-10-20 05:35 [#00910043]
Points: 4423 Status: Lurker



sent!


 

offline pOgO from behind your belly button fluff on 2003-10-20 05:56 [#00910048]
Points: 12687 Status: Lurker



Tibbar's Song (aka, nekked tragedy)

Our friend tibbar was made a promis
By a maiden fair
Nekked piccies he was promised
But there were not there

Tibbar wept a thousand love songs,
Sad as hell was he
For he will never get to see
Our nekked tragedy



 

offline eXXailon from purgatory on 2003-10-20 07:21 [#00910132]
Points: 6745 Status: Lurker



With appropriate grace
Take a deep breath
The breeze in your face
Don't open those eyes again, ever
And dive
With appropriate grace


 

offline Phresch from fucking Trondheim (Norway) on 2003-10-20 07:44 [#00910156]
Points: 9989 Status: Lurker | Show recordbag



what a depressingly boring thread.


 

offline zaphod from the metaverse on 2003-10-20 07:45 [#00910159]
Points: 4428 Status: Addict



i wish the milkman would deliver my milk
in the morning
i wish the milkman would deliver my milk
when i'm yearning
i would like some milk
from the milkmans wifes tits


 

offline mimi on 2003-10-20 11:15 [#00910453]
Points: 5721 Status: Regular



i didnt realize this was a metal board


 

offline DJ Xammax from not America on 2003-10-20 11:19 [#00910465]
Points: 11512 Status: Lurker



And what do you do when
Your man kills himself and
How do I make friends now
And where is my mom
I need to show her
She taught me
And please let me
Die an Instant Death


 

offline colonymike from london (United Kingdom) on 2003-10-20 11:19 [#00910466]
Points: 396 Status: Regular



my dog just died
can't get over it
i've tried
now i just cry

repeated getting louder for 8 mins over a string

i want to die

silence ...


 

offline DJ Xammax from not America on 2003-10-20 11:23 [#00910474]
Points: 11512 Status: Lurker



I don't know if anyone's done the Pyramid Song so:

Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
i jumped in the river and what did I see?
black-eyed angels swam with me
a moon full of stars and astral cars
all the figures i used to see
all my lovers were there with me
all my past and futures
and we all went to heaven in a little row boat

there was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt

i jumped into the river
black-eyed angels swimming with me
a moon full of stars and astral cars
all the figures i used to see
all my lovers were there with me
all my past and futures
and we all went to heaven in a little row boat

there was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt
there was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt
there was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt
there was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt


 

offline rockenjohnny from champagne socialism (Australia) on 2003-10-20 11:36 [#00910489]
Points: 7983 Status: Lurker



how would you be if you listened to a delta goodrem cd All
the way through?


 

offline rockenjohnny from champagne socialism (Australia) on 2003-10-20 11:36 [#00910492]
Points: 7983 Status: Lurker | Followup to colonymike: #00910466



isnt that type o negative :]


 

offline evolume from seattle (United States) on 2003-10-20 11:39 [#00910497]
Points: 10965 Status: Regular



Gimme that z, o-l-o-f-t
Gimme a grip, make me love me
Suckin' 'em down, I'm happy man
Can feel it inside, makin' me smile

...realize that the sky's not made of gold
don't disguise the nature of your soul

Gimme that z, o-l-o-f-t
No longer pissed and you don't bother me
I'm makin' it through, I'm givin' my all
When base are loaded, I'm whacking the ball

...don't suck the mind, don't drain the source
the path of life's not so easy to course, buddy

-Ween


 

offline stilaktive from a place on 2003-10-20 11:48 [#00910506]
Points: 3162 Status: Lurker



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offline stilaktive from a place on 2003-10-20 11:49 [#00910507]
Points: 3162 Status: Lurker



p.s.
rape disgust the fuck out of me. i get very depressed and
angry when i hear it hence my hatred for Nivarna


 

offline Drunken Mastah from OPPERKLASSESVIN!!! (Norway) on 2003-10-20 11:53 [#00910516]
Points: 35867 Status: Lurker | Show recordbag



she looked so pretty...
now she's dead.


 

offline tragedy from Gloucester (United States) on 2003-10-20 15:34 [#00910828]
Points: 4423 Status: Lurker



pogo is wicked funny... i just want that to be known :-P


 

offline big from lsg on 2003-10-20 15:41 [#00910840]
Points: 23728 Status: Lurker | Show recordbag



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-------
nin, eraser (denial; realization)

i get pretty cheerful by that actually, but who knows, might
get to you :D



 

offline nanotech from Sukavasti Amitaba Pureland (United States) on 2003-10-20 16:12 [#00910927]
Points: 3727 Status: Regular



here's some spoken word from rollins band:

the 30 yr old mother asked us as she bent over to grab a
cable off the floor of the section 8 govt. housing's roach
brown master bedroom carpet: "do you want to play with my
tight ass?"

she was attractive, and i was living under her care with her
son as my best friend.

i stood up and postioned myself behind her; "i kinda want
to;" aron, my other best friend said from the door as he
followed my lead.

"yeah...that is tight..." i replyied as she guided my hand
over her soft and firm teardrop ass while i stole a sensual
examination of her rectal umblical...

she slowly pulled down her tight fitting cow-girl cut jeans,
and let us look at her supple, ripe ass snugly fastened by
her silk, deep blue panties...

"not as tight as this" she childishly proclaims as she
shuffles slightly forward and drops the gates of heaven.

aron and i stood in awe as she turned around on her knees to
ask us the question we're both waiting for...

"i've shown you mine...now you have to show me yours..."

like taking a direct order, i lowered my pants, unleashing
my soon-to-be throbbing gristile, glistening with
precomb...

she's satasfied, and turns to aron; who without a command,
joins me in my tribute to what may very well be the best
moment of our lives...

She grabs us both by our respective buttocks, and ushers us
into our drone-like positions between her legs while she
slowly slides up the side of her bed and mounts herself
private screening tickets to the exceptional endorphine
establshiment...

aron and i both invited ourselves to play our solos that
evening in chorus...

-henry rollins "bleed:live demos bootleg"

did i win?



 


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