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 Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2005 3:21 pm
Yeah, yeah... I made a topic!! surprised
Anyways, post lyrics to your favourite song. =D
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2005 3:22 pm
Best song ever and I'm totally the girl in the lyrics. I feel the same way. Quote: Does anybody feel the same
Can anybody see or feel my pain
I had to get away, don?t tell me
How dumb and irresponsible I became
I don?t want to be resentful
Of things I didn?t do
It?s getting late out, it?s getting cold
Take me anywhere, I?m so alone
I couldn?t do what I was told
Don?t hold my hand
I can make it on my own
My mother told me not to curse
From what I?ve did that wasn?t the worst
Someone?s always watching my every move
Like there?s something I?ve always gotta prove
Well I?m young, does that make me stupid
Oh can you hear me now
It?s getting late out, it?s getting cold
Take me anywhere, I?m so alone
I couldn?t do what I was told
Don?t hold my hold my hand
I can make it on my own
I'm tired but I'm waiting for an answer
For someone to show me where I belong
I cannot rest until I get what I need
I've never been religious, but I've wanted to believe
It?s getting late out, it?s getting cold
Take me anywhere, I?m so alone
I couldn?t do what I was told
Don?t hold my hold my hand
I can make it on my own
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2005 3:31 pm
Straylight Run You just can't relax,
And you can't rely,
On anyone for anything,
So you make your complaints,
And all everyone's let you down,
You just cant,
Ever win,
Convinced there's a war on,
It's always everybody versus you,
Convinced that your critics are watching,
And you've always got something,
You've always got something to prove,
So tie the noose,
And raise the cross,
The martyr's arrived,
A desperate plea for sympathy,
It's all you'll need,
A laundry list of problems,
Doesn't make you interesting,
And never getting help doesn't make you brave,
Not listening to reason doesn't mean that you have faith,
Your just cutting off your nose to spite your face,
So tie the noose,
And raise the cross,
The martyr's arrived,
A desperate plea for sympathy,
It's all you'll need!
And you want it all
You want it, you want it all,
You want it, you want it all,
You want it, you want it all,
You want it, you want it all,
You want it, you want it all,
You want it, you want it all,
You want it, you want it all,
You want it, you want it all,
You want it, you want it all,
You want it, you want it all. Straylight Run Take in the context,
It's not a bad thing,
But when you start to pick it apart,
And you get so depressed,
It's that sort of thing,
That makes you think too much,
It's that sort of thing,
Makes you lose your objectivity,
So if you made it,
Just be glad that you did and stay there,
If you ever feel loved or needed,
Remember that you're one of the lucky ones,
And if it's over,
Just remember what I told you,
It was bound to happen so just...
Keep moving on,
There's no perfect endings,
You peeled back the layers
And get down to the inside,
But sometimes you loose sight,
Of what it was you were trying to find,
And it's that sort of thing,
That makes you think too much,
It's that sort of thing,
Makes you lose your objectivity
So if you made it,
Just be glad that you did and stay there,
If you ever feel loved or needed,
Remember that you're one of the lucky ones,
And if it's over,
Just remember what I told you,
It was bound to happen so just...
Keep moving on,
There's no perfect endings,
No perfect endings.
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2005 3:43 pm
[ Message temporarily off-line ]
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2005 4:40 pm
My favorite song changes really often. Oh well, here's the flavor of the month: Queen Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? Caught in a landslide No escape from reality Open your eyes Look up to the skies and see I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy Because I'm easy come, easy go A little high, little low Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me, to me Mama, just killed a man Put a gun against his head Pulled my trigger, now he's dead Mama, life had just begun But now I've gone and thrown it all away Mama, ooo Didn't mean to make you cry If I'm not back again this time tomorrow Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters Too late, my time has come Sends shivers down my spine Body's aching all the time Goodbye everybody - I've got to go Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth Mama, ooo - (anyway the wind blows) I don't want to die I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all I see a little silhouetto of a man Scaramouch, scaramouch will you do the fandango Thunderbolt and lightning - very very frightening me Gallileo, Gallileo, Gallileo, Gallileo, Gallileo Figaro - magnifico But I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me He's just a poor boy from a poor family Spare him his life from this monstrosity Easy come easy go - will you let me go Bismillah! No - we will not let you go - let him go Bismillah! We will not let you go - let him go Bismillah! We will not let you go - let me go Will not let you go - let me go (never) Never let you go - let me go Never let me go - ooo No, no, no, no, no, no, no - Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me for me for me So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye So you think you can love me and leave me to die Oh baby - can't do this to me baby Just gotta get out - just gotta get right outta here Ooh yeah, ooh yeah Nothing really matters Anyone can see Nothing really matters - nothing really matters to me Anyway the wind blows...
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2005 5:02 pm
Thought of another great song... Goldfinger What happened to dignity Did it go away again? Just like a worn out trend? Will I still defend emotions? What happened to honesty? I don't see it on the Top Ten I only see it in what has been Cuz I still defend devotion Am I alone? Don't wanna rest I don't wanna breathe When I wanna hear about life Don't wanna hear a spokesman I don't wanna test I want to believe The god damn singer wrote the song Don't wanna hear a spokesman What happened to integrity I don't see it on MTV All I see is choreography And I'll never be a dancer What happened to puberty? Bad skin and insecurity? And who the f**k is Felicity? Cuz I got problems of my own Am I alone? Don't wanna rest I don't wanna breathe When I wanna hear about life Don't wanna hear a spokesman I don't wanna test I want to believe The god damn singer wrote the song Don't wanna hear a spokesman Don't wanna rest I don't wanna breathe When I wanna hear about life Don't wanna hear a spokesman I don't wanna test I want to believe The god damn singer wrote the song Don't wanna hear a spokesman Don't wanna rest And don't wanna breathe When I wanna hear about life Don't wanna hear a spokesman I don't wanna test I want to believe The god damn singer wrote the song Don't wanna hear a spokesman I Don't wanna rest And don't wanna breathe When I wanna hear about life Don't wanna hear a spokesman I got a trunk with this post! xp
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2005 5:09 pm
Quote: Hear the sound of the falling rain
Coming down like an Armageddon flame (Hey!)
The shame
The ones who died without a name
Hear the dogs howling out of key
To a hymn called "Faith and Misery" (Hey!)
And bleed, the company lost the war today
I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
On holiday
Hear the drum pounding out of time
Another protestor has crossed the line (Hey!)
To find, the money's on the other side
Can I get another Amen? (Amen!)
There's a flag wrapped around the score of men (Hey!)
A gag, A plastic bag on a monument
I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
On holiday
"The representative from California has the floor"
Zieg Heil to the president gasman
Bombs away is your punishment
Pulverize the Eiffel towers
Who criticize your government
Bang bang goes the broken glass and
Kill all the fags that don't agree
Trials by fire, setting fire
Is not a way that's meant for me
Just cause, just cause, because we're outlaws yeah!
I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
This is our lives on holiday
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2005 7:29 pm
Another one... I know, too many... Bowling for Soup Its not the end of the world In fact its not even the end of the summer But thank god the tv is on Cuz theres no way we could know Anything that�s goin down Or how were supposed to be feeling about it I cant tell you how much I wish we could shut up and smile, yeah Sail around the world and tell them all to keep singing it la la la la la la all we needs a harmony and we�ll convince the world to sing la la la la la la throw your arms around someone (throw your arms around someone) maybe spread a little love I know it sounds a little dumb (or maybe I�m a little drunk) But all we need is some ice cream and a hug Take a good look around Does life really suck Are we just complaining I hope that this mic is on (testing 1, 2) Cuz im on a roll here I hope this is making some sense I hope that you�ll throw up your hands and sing it And tell all the haters that they should just shut up and smile, yeah Sail around the world and tell them all to keep singing it la la la la la la all we needs a harmony and we�ll convince the world to sing la la la la la la throw your arms around someone (throw your arms around someone) maybe spread a little love I know it sounds a little dumb (or maybe I�m a little drunk) But all we need is some ice cream All we need is love and beer And old school metal and holiday cheer TO be happy (All you need is someone near) like ben and jerry (to hold you close and pretend that they care) can we all just, get along now we found something that we all have in common now we can hold hands, do keg stands water skiing sounds great to me now Sail around the world and tell them all to keep singing it la la la la la la all we needs a harmony and we�ll convince the world to sing la la la la la la throw your arms around someone (throw your arms around someone) maybe spread a little love I know it sounds a little dumb (or maybe we�re a little drunk) But all we need is some ice cream and a hug (Chanting �All we need is love and beer�) all we need is some ice cream and a hug all we need is some ice cream and a hug all we need is some ice cream and a hug
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2005 8:29 pm
Franz Ferdinand Michael
This is where I'll be, so heavenly
So come and dance with me Michael
So sexy, I'm sexy
So come and dance with me Michael
I'm all that you see, you wanna see
So come and dance with me Michael
So close now, so close now
So come and dance with me
So come and dance with me
So come and dance with me
Michael, you're the boy with all the leather hips
Sticky hair, sticky hips, stubble on my sticky lips
Michael, you're the only one I'd ever want
Only one I'd ever want, only one I'd ever want
Beautiful boys on a beautiful dancefloor
Michael, you're dancing like a beautiful dance whore
Michael waiting on a silver platter now
And nothing matters now
[backwards]
This is what I am, I am a man
So come and dance with me Michael
So strong now, it's strong now
So come and dance with me Michael
I'm all that you see, you you wanna see
So come and dance with me Michael
So close now, it's close now
So come and dance with me
So come and dance with me
So come and dance with me
Michael, you're the boy with all the leather hips
Sticky hair, sticky hips, stubble on my sticky lips
Michael, you're the only one I'd ever want
Only one I'd ever want, only one I'd ever want
Beautiful boys on a beautiful dancefloor
Michael, you're dancing like a beautiful dance whore
Michael waiting on a silver platter now
And nothing matters now
Michael, you're the only one I'd ever want
Only one I'd ever want, only one I'd ever want
Michael, you're the only one I'd ever want
Only one I'd ever want, only one I'd ever want
Beautiful boys on a beautiful dancefloor
Michael, you're dancing like a beautiful dance whore
Michael waiting on a silver platter now
And nothing matters now
Nothing matters
Nothing matters, oh yeah
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2005 9:21 pm
from Sunday Morning Fingers trace your every outline Paint a picture with my hands Back and forth we sway like branches in a storm Change the weather still together when it ends
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2005 9:22 am
man thats my favorite song... now i dont get to post it *is sad* Veit Loderr My favorite song changes really often. Oh well, here's the flavor of the month: Queen Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? Caught in a landslide No escape from reality Open your eyes Look up to the skies and see I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy Because I'm easy come, easy go A little high, little low Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me, to me Mama, just killed a man Put a gun against his head Pulled my trigger, now he's dead Mama, life had just begun But now I've gone and thrown it all away Mama, ooo Didn't mean to make you cry If I'm not back again this time tomorrow Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters Too late, my time has come Sends shivers down my spine Body's aching all the time Goodbye everybody - I've got to go Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth Mama, ooo - (anyway the wind blows) I don't want to die I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all I see a little silhouetto of a man Scaramouch, scaramouch will you do the fandango Thunderbolt and lightning - very very frightening me Gallileo, Gallileo, Gallileo, Gallileo, Gallileo Figaro - magnifico But I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me He's just a poor boy from a poor family Spare him his life from this monstrosity Easy come easy go - will you let me go Bismillah! No - we will not let you go - let him go Bismillah! We will not let you go - let him go Bismillah! We will not let you go - let me go Will not let you go - let me go (never) Never let you go - let me go Never let me go - ooo No, no, no, no, no, no, no - Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me for me for me So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye So you think you can love me and leave me to die Oh baby - can't do this to me baby Just gotta get out - just gotta get right outta here Ooh yeah, ooh yeah Nothing really matters Anyone can see Nothing really matters - nothing really matters to me Anyway the wind blows...
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2005 7:42 pm
Spirit_of_Aphrodite man thats my favorite song... now i dont get to post it *is sad* Veit Loderr My favorite song changes really often. Oh well, here's the flavor of the month: That song is AWESOME. Just because of that, you can post it anyway. And I'll post another song, that also just happens to be my favorite song. My favorite song varies widely with my mood, it's weird.
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2005 7:50 pm
Dispatch There was a decorated general with a heart of gold, that likened him to all the stories he told of past battles, won and lost, and legends of old a seasoned veteran in his own time on the battlefield, he gained respectful fame with many metals of bravery and stripes to his name he grew a beard as soon as he could to cover the scars on his face and always urged his men on but on the eve of a great battle with the infantry in dream the old general tossed in his sleep and wrestled with its meaning he awoke from the night just to tell what he had seen and walked slowly out of his tent all the men held tall with their chests in the air, with courage in their blood and a fire in their stare it was a grey morning and they all wondered how they would fare till the old general told them to go home [CHORUS:] I have seen the others and I have discovered that this fight is not worth fighting I have seen their mothers and I will no other to follow me where I'm going Take a shower, shine your shoes you got no time to lose you are young men you must be living go now you are forgiven but the men stood fast with their guns on their shoulders not knowing what to do with the contradicting orders the general said he would do his own duty bout would not extend it not further the men could go as they pleased not a man moved, their eyes glazed straight ahead till one by one they stepped back and not a word was said and the old general was left with his own words echoing in his head he then prepared to fight [CHORUS] go now you are forgiven
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2005 6:01 pm
Quote: Woke up early this morning,
Made my coffee like I always do.
Then it hit me from nowhere, Everything I feel about me and you.
The way you kiss me crazy,
Baby you're so amazing.
[CHORUS]
Seven days and seven nights of thunder,
The waters rising and I'm slipping under.
I think I fell in love with the 8th world wonder.
I guess that I'm just falling deeper into something I've never known.
But the way that I'm feeling, makes me realize that it can't be wrong.
You're love's like a summer rain, washing my doubts away.
[CHORUS]
It's only been a week, but it's coming over me.
It's making me believe that you're the one for me.
[CHORUS (4x)]
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2005 8:08 pm
Denis Leary I'm just a regular Joe, with a regular job I'm your average white, suburbanite slob I like football and porno and books about war I got an average house, with a nice hardwood floor My wife and my job, my kids and my car My feet on my table, and a Cuban cigar But sometimes that just ain't enough to keep a man like me interested (oh no, no way, uh uh) No I gotta go out and have fun at someone else's expense (woah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah) I drive really slow in the ultra-fast lane While people behind me are going insane I'm an a*****e (he's an a*****e) I'm an a*****e (he's an a*****e, such an a*****e) I use public toilets and I piss on the seat I walk around in the summertime saying "how about this heat?" I'm an a*****e (he's an a*****e) I'm an a*****e (he's the world's biggest a*****e) Sometimes I park in the handicap spaces While handicapped people make handicap faces I'm an a*****e (he's an a*****e) I'm an a*****e (he's a real ******** a*****e) Maybe I shouldn't be singing this song Ranting and raving and carrying on Maybe they're right when they tell me I'm wrong Nah I'm an a*****e (he's an a*****e) I'm an a*****e (he's the world's biggest a*****e) You know what I'm gonna do I'm gonna get myself a 1967 Cadillac El Dorado convertible Hot pink, with whale skin hubcaps And all leather cow interior And make brown baby seal eyes for head lights (yeah!) And I'm gonna drive in that baby at 115 miles per hour Gettin' 1 mile per gallon, Sucking down Quarter Pounder cheeseburgers from McDonald's In the old fashioned non-biodegradable styrofoam containers And when I'm done sucking down those greeseball burgers I'm gonna wipe my mouth with the American flag And then I'm gonna toss the styrofoam containers right out the side And there ain't a goddamn thing anybody can do about it You know why, because we've got the bombs, that's why 2 words, nuclear ********' weapons, OK?! Russia, Germany, Romania they can have all the democracy they want They can have a big democracy cakewalk Right through the middle of Tianamen Square and it won't make a lick of difference Because we've got the bombs, OK?! John Wayne's not dead, he's frozen, and as soon as we find a cure for cancer We're gonna thaw out the Duke and he's gonna be pretty pissed off You know why, Have you ever taken a cold shower? Well multiply that by 15 million times That's how pissed off the Duke's gonna be! I'm gonna get the Duke, and John Castive Eddies, and Lee Marvin, and Sam Peckenthorp, and a case of whiskey, and drive down to Texas... (Hey! You know, you really are an a*****e!) Why don't you just shut up and sing the song, pal? I'm an a*****e (he's an a*****e) I'm an a*****e (he's the world's biggest a*****e) A-S-S-H-O-L-E Everybody A-S-S-H-O-L-E I'm an a*****e and I'm proud of it.
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