Am I allowed 2? hope so cause im posting 2!!
Floating down through the clouds
Memories come rushing up to meet me now.
In the space between the heavens
and in the corner of some foreign field
I had a dream.
I had a dream.
Good-bye Max.
Good-bye Ma.
After the service when you're walking slowly to the car
And the silver in her hair shines in the cold November air
You hear the tolling bell
And touch the silk in your lapel
And as the tear drops rise to meet the comfort of the band
You take her frail hand
And hold on to the dream.
A place to stay
"Oi! A real one ..."
Enough to eat
Somewhere old heroes shuffle safely down the street
Where you can speak out loud
About your doubts and fears
And what's more no-one ever disappears
You never hear their standard issue kicking in your door.
You can relax on both sides of the tracks
And maniacs don't blow holes in bandsmen by remote control
And everyone has recourse to the law
And no-one kills the children anymore.
And no one kills the children anymore.
and...
What shall we use to fill the empty spaces
Where waves of hunger roar?
Shall we set out across the sea of faces
In search of more and more applause?
Shall we buy a new guitar?
Shall we drive a more powerful car?
Shall we work straight through the night?
Shall we get into fights?
Leave the lights on?
Drop bombs?
Do tours of the east?
contract diseases?
Bury bones?
Break up homes?
Send flowers by phone?
Take to drink?
Go to shrinks?
Give up meat?
Rarely sleep?
Keep people as pets?
Train dogs?
Race rats?
Fill the attic with cash?
Bury treasure?
Store up leisure?
But never relax at all
With our backs to the wall.
john lennon - working class hero
As soon as your born they make you feel small,
By giving you no time instead of it all,
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.
They hurt you at home and they hit you at school,
They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool,
Till you're so fucking crazy you can't follow their rules,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.
When they've tortured and scared you for twenty odd years,
Then they expect you to pick a career,
When you can't really function you're so full of fear,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.
Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV,
And you think you're so clever and classless and free,
But you're still fucking peasents as far as I can see,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.
There's room at the top they are telling you still,
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill,
If you want to be like the folks on the hill,
A working class hero is something to be.
A working class hero is something to be.
If you want to be a hero well just follow me,
If you want to be a hero well just follow me.
NOFX LYRICS
"Idiot Son Of An Anatomical Word You Can't Post"
He's not smart, a C student
And that's after buying his way into school
Beady eyes, and he's kinda dyslexic
Can he read? No one's really quite sure
He signs stuff and he executes people
Maybe that's why, he doesn't have any friends
Cocaine and a little drunk driving
Doesn't matter, when you're the Commander in Chief.
Idiot son of an Anatomical Word You Can't Post
He's the idiot son of an Anatomical Word You Can't Post
Idiot son of an Anatomical Word You Can't Post
He's the idiot son of an Anatomical Word You Can't Post
Put on some make-up, turn on the 8-Track,
I'm putting a week back on the shelf,
Suddenly I'm the President, of the United States,
But then I woke up, and realized I'm still me.
He's too dumb, to eat pretzels, apparently smart enough to fix an election.
Moved boldly into the White House,
but most people voted against him.
He likes naps, He really likes naptime, A couple of naps and then a nap and then he's ready for bed,
He may be from Bush descent, but he's always gonna be the unpresident.
Idiot son of an Anatomical Word You Can't Post
He's the idiot son of an Anatomical Word You Can't Post
Idiot son of an Anatomical Word You Can't Post
He's the idiot son of an Anatomical Word You Can't Post
Idiot son of an Anatomical Word You Can't Post
He's the idiot son of an Anatomical Word You Can't Post
He's our president!
now i shouldnt be exposing you all to the great under-estimated Bahamadia but i will, her lyrics will cahnge the way you think. . .
Artist: Bahamadia
Album: Kollage
Song: Biggest Part of Me
First verse
Pleasurable acts navigated hearts strings steady with the grace of God
and formed an entity out of puppy love greeted by a choice now body
employs a bundle of joy journey onto motherhood instantly begins
precious from conception was this little life within delicate and
special open arms are welcoming initiative from mommy to secure your
innocents life centers around you like the rings on saturn you make it
divine cause you're sweet as saccharin and I'mma shower you wit love
until infinity as long as I breathe you get the biggest part of me...
Second verse
I service and protect guide and direct share quality time with you and
never neglect any part of you because I have no regrets will always be
around even if your daddy jets providing you with confidence to step
out in the world aware that you could make it cause you have someone
who cares on stand by with patience and a smile God bare my witness
cross my heart and hope to die or rest (pause) just in case you
haven't guessed the essence of my presence to insure you have the best
and I just really hope you understand that for you I'll be everything
I can I'mma shower you with love for infinity as long as I breathe you
get the biggest part of me...
Third verse
wonderful addition to the population your every waking moment is my
inspiration truly I am blessed from on day to the next life line
connects to a positive effect you've molded all my idol time and gave
it purpose I dedicate the world to you until my final rest cradle to
the grave I'mma always be in debt cause you're my saving grace and
valuable asset so I'mma shower you with love for infinity as long as I
breathe you get the biggest part of me. I'mma shower you with love for
infinity as long as I breathe you get the biggest part of me. For real
....
Chorus
As long as I breathe way down deep inside You're the biggest
part of me
And who by fire, who by water,
who in the sunshine, who in the night time,
who by high ordeal, who by common trial,
who in your merry merry month of may,
who by very slow decay,
and who shall I say is calling?
And who in her lonely slip, who by barbiturate,
who in these realms of love, who by something blunt,
and who by avalanche, who by powder,
who for his greed, who for his hunger,
and who shall I say is calling?
And who by brave assent, who by accident,
who in solitude, who in this mirror,
who by his lady's command, who by his own hand,
who in mortal chains, who in power,
and who shall I say is calling?
"Who by fire - Leonard Cohen"
One of my favs - Leaving on a jet plane- John Denver
All my bags are packed
I’m ready to go
I’m standin’ here outside your door
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye
But the dawn is breakin’
It’s early morn
The taxi’s waitin’
He’s blowin’ his horn
Already I’m so lonesome
I could die
So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you’ll wait for me
Hold me like you’ll never let me go
¡®cause I’m leavin’ on a jet plane
Don’t know when I’ll be back again
Oh babe, I hate to go
There’s so many times I’ve let you down
So many times I’ve played around
I tell you now, they don’t mean a thing
Ev’ry place I go, I’ll think of you
Ev’ry song I sing, I’ll sing for you
When I come back, I’ll bring your wedding ring
So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you’ll wait for me
Hold me like you’ll never let me go
¡®cause I’m leavin’ on a jet plane
Don’t know when I’ll be back again
Oh babe, I hate to go
Now the time has come to leave you
One more time
Let me kiss you
Then close your eyes
I’ll be on my way
Dream about the days to come
When I won’t have to leave alone
About the times, I won’t have to say
Oh, kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you’ll wait for me
Hold me like you’ll never let me go
¡®cause I’m leavin’ on a jet plane
Don’t know when I’ll be back again
Oh babe, I hate to go
But, I’m leavin’ on a jet plane
Don’t know when I’ll be back again
Oh babe, I hate to go
:'(:'(
don't shout for the monty python lyrics..i was feeling a little down so put the album on to cheer myself up..and it worked!
Just remember that you're standing on a planet that's evolving
And revolving at nine hundred miles an hour,
That's orbiting at nineteen miles a second, so it's reckoned,
A sun that is the source of all our power.
The sun and you and me and all the stars that we can see
Are moving at a million miles a day
In an outer spiral arm, at forty thousand miles an hour,
Of the galaxy we call the 'Milky Way'.
Our galaxy itself contains a hundred billion stars.
It's a hundred thousand light years side to side.
It bulges in the middle, sixteen thousand light years thick,
But out by us, it's just three thousand light years wide.
We're thirty thousand light years from galactic central point.
We go 'round every two hundred million years,
And our galaxy is only one of millions of billions
In this amazing and expanding universe.
The universe itself keeps on expanding and expanding
In all of the directions it can whizz
As fast as it can go, at the speed of light, you know,
Twelve million miles a minute, and that's the fastest speed there is.
So remember, when you're feeling very small and insecure,
How amazingly unlikely is your birth,
And pray that there's intelligent life somewhere up in space,
'Cause there's bugger all down here on Earth.
Love Rhymes With Hideous Car Wreck - The Blood Brothers
Those tire tracks
zigzag your torso like a Devil's self portrait.
(The car accident, the skin graft treatment, the flower baskets, the wincing relatives...)
You bid her farewell then got in your car
and that's the last thing that you can recall.
(And when they pulled you out you didn't know your name, exploding semi truck blurred your face with flame...)
You met Jane four years ago today
dancing at some vomit-stained frat party.
(Her newspaper gown, glowing headline brown, her violent gypsy dance,
her tired underpants...)
Love Love Love Love Love Love Love Love Love Love Love Love
rhymes with pity now
Love Love Love Love Love Love Love Love Love Love Love Love
rhymes with sympathy now
And Jane let you touch and feel her
and she was so free like a pineapple in a tree
You said it's dangerous
to be so intimate.
You know it's dangerous, dangerous, dangerous.
Jane said when she laid on her back
the sun hit her body like an ugly landscape.
But some things never get better
like used cars and bad livers.
So you traded her in for a better looking brand.
One with fake porno tits,
a padlock on her lips,
disposable tan,
biodegradable hands.
Back at the hospital,
you got no visitors at all.
She visits you in your sleep,
but that newspaper gown is always on fire.
Back at the hospital,
you got no visitors at all.
She visits you in your sleep,
but that newspaper gown is always on fire.
She met him a week after you left her
when you tossed out her touch to the garbage collector.
He talked her out of her skirt in his beer-soaked apartment
and then they did all the things
you never said that you wanted.
And the sirens are laughing underneath your skull.
And your thoughts are turning dull, callous and cold.
Yesterday you gave your burden a name.
Yesterday you gave your burden a face.
But your burden looks an awful lot like her.
Love Love Love Love Love Love Love Love Love Love Love Love
rhymes with pity now
Love Love Love Love Love Love Love Love Love Love Love Love
rhymes with sympathy now
Oh-oh, yes I’m the great pretender
Pretending that I’m doing well
My need is such I pretend too much
I’m lonely but no one can tell
Oh-oh, yes I’m the great pretender
Adrift in a world of my own
I’ve played the game but to my real shame
You’ve left me to grieve all alone
Too real is this feeling of make-believe
Too real when I feel what my heart can’t conceal
Yes I’m the great pretender
Just laughin’ and gay like a clown
I seem to be what I’m not, you see
I’m wearing my heart like a crown
Pretending that you’re still around
Too real is this feeling of make-believe
Too real when I feel what my heart can’t conceal
Yes I’m the great pretender
Just laughin’ and gay like a clown
I seem to be what I’m not, you see
I’m wearing my heart like a crown
Pretending that you’re still around