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i'm not going to read all this! |
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just read this one post, please. and that's enough: I'm gonna walk on up to heaven, I'm sure you'll see me there. Might be the last dead man to make it, Hell yes, I know that I'll get there. I will be wearing clothes of fire but I'm sure you'll see me there. I'm gonna crawl on up to heaven. I may be trailing you in ashes but you know that I'll be there. I will find you there. He kept strange hours, locked himself away in his room before being seen shouting at the window. And, he had murdered his fiance - he sacrificed her for the purity of all mankind. |
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Youre the devil in me I brought in from the cold You said your body was young but your mind was very old Youre coming on strong and I like the way The visions we had have faded away Youre part of a life Ive never had Ill tell you that its just too bad (x5) Youre coming on strong Youre showing your colour Like a setting sun |
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Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick, and think of you caught up in circles confusion-- is nothing new Flashback--warm nights-- almost left behind suitcases of memories, time after-- sometimes you picture me-- I'm walking too far ahead you're calling to me, I can't hear what you've said-- Then you say--go slow-- I fall behind-- the second hand unwinds if you're lost you can look--and you will find me time after time if you fall I will catch you--I'll be waiting time after time |
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street boys ! got to struggle so hard ! street boys, just to make it in the night ! |
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I remember when, I remember, I remember when I lost my mind There was something so pleasant about that place. Even your emotions had an echo In so much space And when you're out there Without care, Yeah, I was out of touch But it wasn't because I didn't know enough I just knew too much Does that make me crazy Does that make me crazy Does that make me crazy Possibly [video version] Probably [CD version] And I hope that you are having the time of your life But think twice, that's my only advice Come on now, who do you, who do you, who do you, who do you think you are, Ha ha ha bless your soul You really think you're in control Well, I think you're crazy I think you're crazy I think you're crazy Just like me |
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Oh... I feel like I've been locked up tight For a century of lonely nights Waiting for someone To release me You're licking your lips and blowing kisses my way But that dont mean I'm gonna give it away Baby, baby, baby (baby, baby, baby) Oh whoa... My body's saying let's go Oh whoa... But my heart is saying no (no) If you wanna be with me, baby There's a price you pay I'm a genie in a bottle You gotta rub me the right way If you wanna be with me I can make your wish come true You gotta make a big impression I gotta like what you do I'm a genie in a bottle, baby Gotta rub me the right way, honey I'm a genie in a bottle, baby Come, come, come and let me out The music's playing and the lights' down low One more dance and then we're good to go Waiting for someone Who needs me Hormones racing at the speed of light But that don't mean it's gonna be tonight Baby, baby, baby (baby, baby, baby) Oh whoa... My body's saying let's go Oh whoa... But my heart is saying no (no) If you wanna be with me Baby, there's a price you pay I'm a genie in a bottle You gotta rub me the right way If you wanna be with me I can make your wish come true Come and set me free, baby And i'll be with you I'm a genie in a bottle, baby Gotta rub me the right way, honey I'm a geine in a bottle, baby Come, come, come and let me out Oh whoa... My body's sayin let's go Oh whoa... But my heart is saying no (no) If you wanna be with me, baby There's a price you pay I'm a genie in a bottle You gotta rub the right way If you wanna be with me I can make your wish come true You gotta make a big impression I gotta like what you do If you wanna be with me, baby There's a price you pay I'm a genie in a bottle You gotta rub me the right way If you wanna be with me I can make your wish come true Come and set me free, baby And i'll be with you I'm a genie in a bottle, baby Come, come, come and let me out |
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Isn't it nice Sugar and spice Luring disco dollies To a life of vice I could make a film And make you my star You'd be a natural The way you are I would like you on A long black leash I would parade you Down the high street You've got the attraction You've got the pulling power Walk my little doggy Walk my little sex dwarf (Here, doggy, doggy) We could make a scene We'd be a team Making the headlines Sounds like a dream When we hit the floor You just watch them move aside We will take them For a ride of rides They all love your Miniature ways You know what they say About small boys Sex dwarf... I'm in my Rolls Royce Look it's so huge It's big and it's gold With my dumb chauffeur Looking to procure Run little doggy Lure a disco dolly Run my little sex dwarf I feel so lonely Get my little camera Take a pretty picture Sex dwarf In a gold Rolls Making it with the dumb chauffeur Isn't it nice Sugar and spice Luring disco dollies To a life of vice Sex dwarf Isn't it nice Luring disco dollies to a life of vice Sex dwarf... We could make an outfit For my little sex dwarf To match the gold Rolls And my dumb chauffeur We'll all look so good We'll knock 'em cold Knocking 'em cold In black and gold We can have playtime In my little playroom Disco dollies My sex dwarf And my dumb chauffeur I would like you on a long black lead You can bring me all the things I need Sex dwarf, isn't it nice Luring disco dollies to a life of vice Sex dwarf Sex dwarf, isn't it nice Luring disco dollies to a life of vice Isn't it nice, sugar and spice Luring disco dollies to a life of vice Sex dwarf Isn't it nice |
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Sorry, this song is IDM. No words. :( |
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I came across a cache of old photos And invitations to teenage parties Dress in white one said, with quotations From someones wife, a famous writer In the nineteen-twenties When youre young you find inspiration In anyone whos ever gone And opened up a closing door She said: we were never feeling bored cause we were never being boring We had too much time to find for ourselves And we were never being boring We dressed up and fought, then thought: make amends And we were never holding back or worried that Time would come to an end |
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Chasing the carrion, we watched the silver bird explode. We tiptoed through the barrier of smoke and took a hand, but found it unconnected. We were dining on the wreckage - white napkins round our necks, we took our plastic spoons and ate. We ate until we couldn't move, 'til sunset turned the desert red and startled souls ascended to Oblivion. A fat man with a guilty face held back and tried to hide his case as angels chanted, "You can't take it with you..." So we're told, Heaven's paved with gold-but it HAS to come from somewhere?! Paradise. It has it's price. We're forced to crawl through needle's eyes. Our price. Our choice. We rarely make the right one. |
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They lead a lifetime that is comfortable They travel far to keep their stomachs full They make their living off of arts and crafts They kind with seashells driftwood and burlap They make a deal when they come to town The Sunday swap meet is a battle ground She loves him more than he will ever know He loves her more than he will ever show --Keeps his cigarettes close to his heart --Keeps her photographs close to her heart --Keeps the bitterness close to the heart |
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"She loves him more than he will ever know He loves her more than he will ever show" that part rings a bell someway.....like from a sonic youth lyrics...dunno. |
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yeah, Nirvana, yeah yeah |
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ghfuah blal he chaduduh chee hugh weh chee keh xooo hee hoh ooooooo cikeetah xoo xeh eooh le hugx yerheggkkk ryzl ou hueau pppddtdptdtt pppddtdptdtt ue ue fhay goouuhf o lltt chteee huucgcgudoo wuad! chugaouh! Poodah paytahy poodah paytahy poodah poodah paytahy paytahy paytahy poodah poodah fea dugh toog fax fea dugh toog fax farrag geesh zssu guum bom Beez gbazgen mauz gaysh bal gonskunn geez woazch ma meesken loas gouase geez gonskunn boz mosquiez heh tzt oly huht ma meeshka mow skwoz owm ftt lguf hahg foo oo oo oo puooo bieczkaireeaux rrrd t ch kee bbst seay tssm klt aaaaox skadulehmedomgaswesh goaduleh skeecs schoadulen mosqelaszz beez gac goasgun monsquaz zoo ma mah manut mamoyugh xi maa hea doo dauy dohdoyugh tszeettaa ba doa bau koyugh ma magh max maynot nolnoyugh szi deah daddoobaught byugh xi daa tdey gkao gho gkoyughfouuuuuuu soan schwedea dn zewa tdieap soan schwedea dn zewa tdieap dtoyeum dtoyeum dmdipdihdeaudaht zdwitihdihttumptditutiua soan schwedea dn zcwa tdieap soan schwedea dn zcwa tdieap bboawogh c wha fftyk onsk oooeeh oooeeh yeefm loolt msten ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo feydea tdn fa feydea tdn fa gaugh gzcc gmn ooo ma meeshka mow skowz ma meeshka mow skowz soan schwedea dn skatdieap soan schwedea dn skatdieap sktoyeum sktoyeum sktoyeum dmdipdihdeaudaht zdwitihdihttumptditutiua soan schwedea dn skatdieap soan schwedea dn skatdieap goodeadogit goodeadogit glddehgoot fea dugh toog fax fea dugh toog fax farrag vaah yoo ee hrrea kcun bahg bumpt (Mr Bungle) "Ma Meeshka Mow Skwoz" from Disco Volante. |
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Who's gonna get your virgil What's going on Who's gonna get your home Where's your mummy Where's she gone Who's gonna get your virgil Who's that mummy I don't know Who' gonna get your home Are you dead mummy Don't think so (male voice ad lib.) Kin ke-se key ke-se Aah yee-hey Aah yee-hey Kin ke-se key-se Aah yee-hey Aah yee-hey Aah yee Who's dead I don't know Tsk tsk now I don't know Ho ha ho ha ho ho ha ha ha Ha ha haaa Ho ho ho Ho ho ho (male voice ad lib) Who's gonna get your virgil What's going on Who's gonna get your home Where's your mummy Where's she gone Who's gonna get your virgil Why that's funny Don't know mummy Who's gonna get your home I don't know Are you dead mummy Who's gonna get your virgil What's going on Who's gonna get your home Where's your mummy Where's she gone Who's gonna get your virgil Why that's funny Don't know mummy Who's gonna get your home I don't know Are you dead mummy Kin ke-se key ke-se Aah yee-hey Aah yee-hey Kin ke-se key-se Aah yee-hey Aah yee-hey Aah yee (male voice ad lib.) Altered State - from Tubular Bells II - Mike Oldfield |
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Face to love Style to foreign minds Names to buy Fashion your life Caught in the middle With you next to me The image is real Selling a lie Advertise to lonely eyes Living in a magzine And no disguise your wear can hide Living in a magazine |
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There was a little drawing of a heart next to that, followed by an exclaimation mark. The back of his was covered in stuff... stuff like: Brandon is not a very nice guy, but Alex is sooo nice. And that had the exclaimation thing too. It was just silly crap that hit the spot. And he let himself be drawn in. you bring light in... to a dark place walking in light glowing walking in light gold ring around you the hues of you the golden sunlight of you you bring light in... cool wind following following after you rising for you your skin beautiful everything comes natural fantastic fan rocking rocking floating |
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Jessie please don´t go I know you hear me But words can´t reach you now We had too far to go I know I´ll miss you And time won´t stop the feeling The softest voice is in my ear But must we share this memory? The warm of your touch I cannot feel You leave me this way |
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I NO LONGER WANT TO BE A MAN. I WANT TO BE A HORSE. MEN HAVE SMALL THOUGHTS. I NEED A TAIL. GIVE ME A TAIL. TELL ME A TALE OF THE CHILDREN THAT STOOD IN THE WAY OF THE ENDLESS WINTER OF THE WHITE WITCH WHO'S LONGING TO CRIPPLE IMPALE I, I AM THE BOY. SHE, SHE IS THE GIRL. HE HE IS THE BEAR. WE WE ARE THE ARMY YOU SEE THROUGH THE RED HAZE OF BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD I, I am the girl. She, she is the girl. He, he is the bear. We, we, we want to be Him(I), we(I), we(I) want to be a horse. I, I AM THE BOY SHE, SHE IS THE GIRL. HE, HE IS THE BEAR. AND WE, WE WE ARE THE ARMY YOU SEE THROUGH THE RED HAZE OF BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD WE ARE THE ARMY YOU SEE THROUGH THE RED HAZE OF BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD WE ARE THE ARMY YOU SEE THROUGH THE RED HAZE OF BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD Wanna be a horse I I I Wanna be a horse I I I Wanna be a horse I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I, I AM THE BOY. SHE, SHE IS THE GIRL. HE, HE, HE IS THE BEAR WE, WE, WE ARE THE ARMY YOU SEE THROUGH THE RED HAZE OF BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD WE ARE THE ARMY YOU SEE THROUGH THE RED HAZE OF BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD WE ARE THE ARMY YOU SEE THROUGH THE RED HAZE OF BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD blood blood blood blood blood Liars - Broken Witch |
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The last time I saw Richard was Detroit in '68, And he told me all romantics meet the same fate someday Cynical and drunk and boring someone in some dark cafe You laugh, he said you think you're immune, go look at your eyes They're full of moon You like roses and kisses and pretty men to tell you All those pretty lies, pretty lies When you gonna realise they're only pretty lies Only pretty lies, just pretty lies He put a quarter in the Wurlitzer, and he pushed Three buttons and the thing began to whirr And a bar maid came by in fishnet stockings and a bow tie And she said Drink up now it's gettin' on time to close. Richard, you haven't really changed, I said It's just that now you're romanticizing some pain that's in your head You got tombs in your eyes, but the songs You punched are dreaming Listen, they sing of love so sweet, love so sweet When you gonna get yourself back on your feet? Oh and love can be so sweet, love so sweet Richard got married to a figure skater And he bought her a dishwasher and a Coffee percolator And he drinks at home now most nights with the TV on And all the house lights left up bright I'm gonna blow this damn candle out I don't want Nobody comin' over to my table I got nothing to talk to anybody about All good dreamers pass this way some day Hidin' behind bottles in dark cafes Dark cafes Only a dark cocoon before I get my gorgeous wings And fly away Only a phase, these dark cafe days Joni Mitchell - The Last Time I Saw Richard |
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Let me translate that for the Dutch; Vergeten Hoe zou ik jou kunnen vergeten De jaren zijn voorbij gegleden Voorgoed verdwenen in de tijd En dromen Ik zal wel altijd blijven dromen Je hebt me alle hoop ontnomen 't Is gewoon verleden tijd hmmmm Maar waarom fluister ik jouw naam nog Hoor ik steeds je stem Ik zie je levensgroot hier staan nog Omdat ik niets vergeten ben Waarom ruik ik steeds jouw geur nog Of je bij me bent Wat is er toen met mij gebeurd toch Ach had ik jou maar nooit gekend M'n leven 't Gaat gewoon z'n gang, m'n leven Maar soms verlang ik toch heel even Verlang ik even weer naar jou Verloren Ik heb de moed allang verloren We wisten bijna van tevoren Dat dit niet eeuwig duren zou hmmmm Maar waarom fluister ik jouw naam nog Hoor ik steeds je stem Ik zie je levensgroot hier staan nog Omdat ik niets vergeten ben Waarom ruik ik steeds jouw geur nog Of je bij me bent Wat is er toen met mij gebeurd toch Ach had ik jou maar nooit gekend Benny Neyman - Waarom Fluister ik je Naam nog |
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Blue is a fucking brilliant album |
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I came into this world like a puzzled panther Wanting to be caged But something stood in the way I was never quite tamed I crossed the paths of right and wrong And saw them take their toll I saw armies that marched And like animals they crawled Evolution is a process too slow To save my soul But I've got this creature on my back And it just won't let go If I am only an animal Then I can do no wrong But they say I'm something better So I've gotta hold on the Germs - Manimal |
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United United You are my Knight You are my night-night my evening Its very plain to say Its a strange system You miss them You want to be them You have to see them You have to be them United United You and me la la la la You and I Make ourselves forever together forever and ever United United Love is the law Love is the law Love is the law Love is the law United United United You and I You and I United TIme will see us Time will free us Time will be us We are everywhere There is no why There is no sky anymore There is just us United United throbbing gristle - united |
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Jahn Teigen - Mil aefter Mil Hvil deg nå, du er sliten Hvil din kropp før din kraft ebber ut Vann pipler inn i dine sko Du vandrer i regnet Mil etter mil etter mil etter mil etter mil etter mil Søk mot meg, hvis du lengter Rett ditt sinn mot et annet sted Kom hit hvor jeg er, hvor solen er nær Du må ikke gå Mil etter mil etter mil etter mil etter mil etter mil Og det er langt å gå Det er lengselen som driver deg Mot et lys som du kan se men ikke jeg Tenk deg om nå Hvor farer du hen Du har vandret alt for lenge Mil etter mil etter mil etter mil etter mil etter mil Tenk deg om nå Hvor farer du hen Du har vandret alt for lenge Mil etter mil etter mil etter mil etter mil etter mil etter mil etter mil etter mil etter mil etter mil etter mil dedicated to Sclah |
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sorry the number you have called is currently unavailable hello ? hello ? the number you have dialled has not been recognized please check and try again hello ? sorry the number you have called isn't unavailable hello ? the number you have dialled has not been recognized please check and try again please check and try again hello ? hello ? hello ? the number you hello ? sorry hello ? hello ? the number you have dialled has not been recognized please check and try again the number you have dialled has not been recognized please check try again hello ? hello ? hello ???!!! |
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it certainly is. the lyrics of every song on that album are pure poetry. the way "the last time i saw richard" ends is pretty stunning too.. |
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This is a story, a very special story. It's about Brian Jones, one of the Rolling Stones. Where were you when the stars went out? Where were you when they started to shout? I saw you alone by the pool, and all your friends called you a fool. Godstar, Godstar. Godstar, Godstar. Godstar, Godstar. God.......star. And you were so beautiful, you were so very special, I wish I was with you now, I wish I could save you somehow. Godstar, Godstar. Godstar, Godstar. Godstar, Godstar. God.......star. (Echoing chorus): Brian, Brian, Brian. Brian, Brian, Brian. Godstar, Godstar. Godstar, Godstar. Godstar, Godstar. God.......star. Where were all your friends that night as you switched off the final light? I saw your body in the water Like a lamb going to the slaughter And where were all of your laughing friends? Where were they at the very end? They started to steal your glory They never even told your story Godstar, Godstar. Godstar, Godstar. Godstar, Godstar. God.......star. [by psychic tv] |
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Nothing in this world Can touch the music that I heard When I woke up this morning It put the Sun into my life It cut my heartbeat with a knife It was like no other morning I don't belong to noone But I want to be with you I can't be owned by noone What am I supposed to do I can't see the sense in your leaving All I need is your love to believe in Don't look into the sun It's not for me or anyone To steal the light out of the sky Is it really such a sin 'Cause if it is then I'll give in I can't live without your love I don't belong to noone But I want to be with you I can't be owned by noone What am I supposed to do I can't see the sense in your leaving All I need is your love to believe in And for you I would do what I can But I can't change the way that I am [new order - dream attack] |
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These Words Lyrics Artist(Band):New Model Army Review The Song (0) Print the Lyrics These Words Lyrics MP3 Downloads Send New Model Army polyphonic ringtone to your cell phone Through the years of decay we walk like tigers in cages With each passing turn the smaller and smaller the circles Every weapon and word legitimate now as protection But these things should never be spoken These things should never be spoken I stand undefeated alone in the ring just pacing The sweat and the blood dried on my hands all wasted I'm shouting "come back and fight for I am the king" But the lights are all out and the people are gone We always burned brightest when no one was watching Now I kiss the lines on your beautiful face But these things should never be spoken These things should never be spoken And sometimes your hunger for life seems like desperation And when I read about the world these days all I can feel is hatred The fortune teller is closing her doors She looked into the crystal and saw nothing at all They're waiting round here for something to happen They won't really want it when it rolls out to greet them But these things should never be spoken These things should never be spoken |
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Madlib] Yeah check me out check me out Public enemy number one Lord Quas up on the set Word Bet Bad character you see up on the screen [Sample] I'm just sinful, vicious, oohhh [Quasimoto] Guess who's the new bad character in town? Causin' mischief in your city, (hey watch out)turn that shit around I'll smack a nigga with a brick, talkin' outta place Like I was sniffin' paint laced, flyin up outta space LORD QUAS, I'll put your best through a metamorphis Have ya' slavin' in my dungeon while I'm eatin swordfish So BITCH WAIT, we watchin pornos with Romes We analyze for the astro-black shit Madlib got the grass to get so we get lit We commence to astro-travellin' Grabbin up skins, so we can play a game of javellin I'm labelled as a bad character no matter what I do I'm labelled as a bad character I'm labelled as a bad character no matter what I do I'm labelled as a bad character I'm labelled as a bad character, bad character I'm always lookin' under some girl's dress With a vest, cause some ducks wanna put me to rest Now I'm a soldier in the town drinkin' Butterfly Snapple I walk around the streets passin' out poisoned apples. (OH SHIT HE'S DEAD?) Now it's time to skip town./ (I know who it was) Hey yo, you dirty niggaz know how I get down! I'll stab a nigga in the chest with pitchfork from behind And rob some rich folk for makin' my ancestors eat swine Y'all niggaz commin' slower than guns while I'm on the run, the director I'm labelled as a bad character Yo, I'm labelled as a bad character no matter what I do I'm labelled as a bad character [Sample] HAHAHAHA!!! I warned you folks! HA! I warned you sista'! Yeeeeesssssss I'm the new bad char-ac-ter The hottest songs from Quasimoto - Bad Character |
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Let's dance put on your red shoes and dance the blues Let's dance to the song they're playin' on the radio Let's sway while color lights up your face Let's sway sway through the crowd to an empty space If you say run, I'll run with you If you say hide, we'll hide Because my love for you Would break my heart in two If you should fall Into my arms And tremble like a flower Let's dance for fear your grace should fall Let's dance for fear tonight is all Let's sway you could look into my eyes Let's sway under the moonlight, this serious moonlight If you say run, I'll run with you If you say hide, we'll hide Because my love for you Would break my heart in two If you should fall Into my arms And tremble like a flower Let's dance put on your red shoes and dance the blues Let's dance to the song they're playin' on the radio Let's sway you could look into my eyes Let's sway under the moonlight, this serious moonlight |
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you heard the ace cover by m ward ? |
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Hey Nikita is it cold In your little corner of the world You could roll around the globe And never find a warmer soul to know Oh I saw you by the wall Ten of your tin soldiers in a row With eyes that looked like ice on fire The human heart a captive in the snow Oh Nikita You will never know anything about my home I'll never know how good it feels to hold you Nikita I need you so Oh Nikita is the other side of any given line in time Counting ten tin soldiers in a row Oh no, Nikita you'll never know Do you ever dream of me Do you ever see the letters that I write When you look up through the wire Nikita do you count the stars at night And if there comes a time Guns and gates no longer hold you in And if you're free to make a choice Just look towards the west and find a friend |
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do you not hear me anymore? I know it's not your thing to care I know it's cool to be so bored sucks me in when you're aloof it sucks me in, it sucks, it works I guess it's cool to be alone will ya never rest? fighting the battle of who could care less everyday you wake up late sometimes I wish I was that way and you think Rockford Files is cool but there are some things that you would change if it were up to you so think about your masterpiece watch the Rockford Files call to see if Paul can score some weed do ya never rest? fighting the battle of who could care less unearned unhappiness well that's alright I guess and I've got this great idea why don't we pitch it to the Franklin fuckin' Mint? fine pewter portraits of General Apathy and Major Boredom singing whatever and ever amen oh well maybe not I'll try again well this should cheer you up for sure see, I've got your old I.D. and you're all dressed up like The Cure ya never rest fighting the battle of who could care less unearned unhappiness you're my hero, I confess |
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You gotta be crazy, you gotta have a real need You gotta sleep on your toes, and when you're on the street You gotta be able to pick out the easy meat with your eyes closed And then moving in silently, down wind and out of sight You gotta strike when the moment is right without thinking. And after a while, you can work on points for style Like the club tie, and the firm handshake A certain look in the eye, and an easy smile You have to be trusted by the people that you lie to So that when they turn their backs on you You'll get the chance to put the knife in. You gotta keep one eye looking over your shoulder You know it's going to get harder, and harder, and harder as you get older And in the end you'll pack up, fly down south Hide your head in the sand Just another sad old man All alone and dying of cancer. And when you loose control, you'll reap the harvest that you've sown And as the fear grows, the bad blood slows and turns to stone And it's too late to loose the weight you used to need to throw around So have a good drown, as you go down, alone Dragged down by the stone. I gotta admit that I'm a little bit confused Sometimes it seems to me as if I'm just being used Gotta stay awake, gotta try and shake off this creeping malaise If I don't stand my own ground, how can I find my way out of this maze? Deaf, dumb, and blind, you just keep on pretending That everyone's expendable and no-one has a real friend And it seems to you the thing to do would be to isolate the winner And everythings done under the sun And you believe at heart, everyone's a killer. Who was born in a house full of pain Who was trained not to spit in the fan Who was told what to do by the man Who was broken by trained personnel Who was fitted with collar and chain Who was given a pat on the back Who was breaking away from the pack Who was only a stranger at home Who was ground down in the end Who was foun |
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If I were a swan, I'd be gone. If I were a train, I'd be late. And if I were a good man, I'd talk with you More often than I do. If I were to sleep, I could dream. If I were afraid, I could hide. If I go insane, please don't put Your wires in my brain. If I were the moon, I'd be cool. If I were a rule, I would bend. If I were a good man, I'd understand The spaces between friends. If I were alone, I would cry. And if I were with you, I'd be home and dry. And if I go insane, Will you still let me join in with the game? |
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THIS THREAD NEEDS TO SHUT THE FUCK UP !!! |
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NO ! SHUT UP AND READ ! |
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you shut up, asshole, ok ? Thieves, thieves and liars, murderers Hypocrites and bastards [in laughter] Hey thanks for nothing! Morals in the dust Two-faced bastards and syncophants No trust Thieves! liar! Inside, outside, which side, you dont know My side, your side, their side, we dont know Which side are they? which side are they? Which side of their mouth do you suppose that it came? Which side are they? which side are they? Which side of the grass is greener? Inside, outside, which side, you dont know My side, your side, their side, we dont know Youre like a great big fucking gun, Just waiting to get squeezed! Breathe, forfeit erection! Toxical injection Geriatric fuck-fest We still believe in lies Thieves! liar! Inside, outside, which side, you dont know My side, your side, their side, we dont know Who started it? who started it? Which side are they? which side are they? Which side of their mouth do you suppose that it came? Which side are they? which side are they? Which side of the grass is greener? Inside, outside, which side, you dont know My side, your side, their side, no one knows Youre like a great big hit of acid, Waiting to be taken! |
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"Absence" hey. I said hey, y'all I'm batman (yo) |
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possibly the best song eva !!!!!!!!!!! |
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i had it on repeat for an hour a while ago, finally i've got free and can listen to something else |
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I don't know what it is, That makes me feel like this, I don't know who you are, But you must be some kind of superstar, Coz you got all eyes on you no matter where you are, (you just make me wanna play). I like the way your movin' (ey oh ey oh ey oh) I just get into the groove and then (you just make me wanna play), If you just put pen to paper (ey oh ey oh ey oh) Got that feeling i'll see you later. Make your move, can we get a little closer, You rock it just like you're supposed to, Hey boy i ain't got nothing more to say, Coz you just make me wanna play, i don't know what it is, That makes me feel like this, i don't know, Gotta be, gotta be a superstar, All eyes on you. [Chorus x2] |
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stray cats - stray cat strut Ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo Ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo Ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo Black and orange stray cat sittin on a fence Ain't got enough dough to pay the rent I'm flat broke but I don't care I strut right by with my tail in the air Stray cat strut I'm a ladies cat Feline casanova hey man that's that Get a shoe thrown at me from a mean ole man Get my dinner from a garbage can Meow I don't bother chasing mice around, oh-no I slink down the alley, lookin for a fight Howlin to the moonlight on a summer night Singin the blues while the lady cats cry Wild stray cat you're a real gone guy I wish I could be as carefree and wild But I got cat class and I got cat a style I don't bother chasing mice around, oh-no I slink down the alley, lookin for a fight Howlin to the moonlight on a summer night Singin the blues while the lady cats cry Wild stray cat you're a real gone guy I wish I could be as carefree and wild But I got cat class and I got cat a style |
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what's that ? |
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this song is incredible. |
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stray cats - stray cat strut |
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o the sky grey orange an the walls stained blue an i laid right down on the golden satin with you into sween dark circles of beautiful eyes i go round o lord i go round will you tell me once again cream white skin you are my friend i seen you walkin' and your white hips sway o girl i will have you more to the moan in your voice not a charm do you lack your skin to touch as a black ravens back but i cannot go far with these words as they rhyme as to tell, of the pleasure, your hand in mine an i pray as i say this song in this way that your eyes they would close an your head begin to sway an you'll feel how he heals with his blood on our skin i am yours lady scrawled an thin will you tell me once again cream white skin you are my friend i seen you walkin' in your husband's way girl i will have you more |
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