Ever have a song, a particular set of lyrics jump out at you and knock the wind out of you?
"Why must it always be stop and go?
Where in this life can I find constant flow?
Inconsistency on a larger scale
Impersistence forcing me to bail out
Look left look right look left again before you take a giant step
All this side to side takes me out of my groove makes me feel inept
I toe the straight line for one short time
Forget about regrets and doubts that
Make me stop on a dime
I'm a fool for distraction
Can't keep cool throughout my action
Once in a while I find satisfaction
I have too much care beyond my reach
And too much love that I can't preach
What I really need is consistency
Everywhere that I go I don't want to be
Cause I keep telling me "You're missing out, gotta move, gotta break on free"
A modern-day busybacksoon
Kind of figures cause I was born in June
The month of moody, happy feet
The people that no one would like to meet
Of wandering no-clues, but why should I have to choose?
What if what I need is just to believe
Day in day out I find I'm searching for the key
My head and heart are too stubborn to agree
Where it begins must lie within me
I've been so busy finding my way
I'm not content with the roles I've been playing
But something occurred to me just the other day
I am who I am come what may"
Us, and them
And after all were only ordinary men.
Me, and you.
God only knows its noz what we would choose to do.
Forward he cried from the rear
And the front rank died.
And the general sat and the lines on the map
Moved from side to side.
Black and blue
And who knows which is which and who is who.
Up and down.
But in the end its only round and round.
Havent you heard its a battle of words
The poster bearer cried.
Listen son, said the man with the gun
Theres room for you inside.
I mean, theyre not gunna kill ya, so if you give em a quick short,
Sharp, shock, they wont do it again. dig it? I mean he get off
Lightly, cos I wouldve given him a thrashing - I only hit him once!
It was only a difference of opinion, but really...i mean good manners
Dont cost nothing do they, eh?
Down and out
It cant be helped but theres a lot of it about.
With, without.
And wholl deny its what the fightings all about?
Out of the way, its a busy day
Ive got things on my mind.
For the want of the price of tea and a slice
The old man died.
I want to dedicate this next song to all the DSR hatas out there:
Carpenters - "Close to You"
Why do birds
Suddenly appear?
Everytime you are near
Just like me
They long to be
Close to you
Why do stars
Fall down from the sky?
Everytime you walk by
Just like me
They long to be
Close to you
(*) on the day that you were born
The angels got together and decided
To create a dream come true
So they sprinkled moondust in your hair
Of gold and starlight in your eyes of blue
(**) that is why all the girls in town
Follow you all around
Just like me
They long to be
Close to you
Repeat (*)
Repeat (**)
Just like me
They long to be
Close to you
Woo... close to you...
I'm not the one who made the world what it is today
I'm not the one who caused the problems started long ago
But now I deal with all the consequences that troubles our times
I carry on and never once have even questioned why
Yeah, I'm innocent
But the weight of the world is on my shoulders
Yeah, I'm innocent
But the battles started are far from over
Yeah....
We're not the ones who leave the homeless in the streets at night
We're not the ones who've kept minorities and women down
Still we grow and then the problems they become our own
We carry on without even realizing why
Yeah, we're innocent
But the weight of the world is on our shoulders
Yeah, we're innocent
But the battles left us are far from over
Yeah......
We're not the ones whose pollution blackened our skies
And ruined our streams
We're not the ones who made the nuclear bombs
That threaten our lives
We're not the ones who let the children starve in faraway lands
We're not the ones who made the streets unsafe to walk at night
And even if we try and not become so overwhelmed
And if we make some contribution to the plight we see
Still our descendants will inherit our mistakes of today
They'll suffer just the same as we and never wonder why
Beware of The Blob, it creeps
And leaps and glides and slides
Across the floor
Right through the door
And all around the wall
A splotch, a blotch
Be careful of The Blob
I was a free man in Paris, I felt unfettered and alive
Nobody calling me up for favors, nobody's future to decide.
I'd go back there tomorrow but for this work I've taken on
stokin' the star maker machinery behind the popular song.
Originally posted by sonhouse I was a free man in Paris, I felt unfettered and alive
Nobody calling me up for favors, nobody's future to decide.
I'd go back there tomorrow but for this work I've taken on
stokin' the star maker machinery behind the popular song.
Kick Ass Lyrics
27 Aug '08 17:33
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