nabraxas Posted October 21, 2005 Author Share Posted October 21, 2005 ATTENTION. Fuck American power. Fuck Russian power. Fuck British power.Fuck all power.ATTENTION. These ignorant shits arm themselves for annihilation and call it world peace.Bollocks.Pacified. Classified.Keep in line. You're doing fine.Lost your voice? There ain't no choice.Play the game. Silent and tame.Be the passive observer, sit back and lookAt the world they destroyed and the peace that they took.Ask no questions, hear no liesAnd you'll be living in the comfort of a fool's paradise.You're already dead, you're already dead,You're already dead, you're already dead.If you're the passive observer, here's a message for you...You're already dead, You're already dead.Afraid to do what you know you should do...You're already dead, You're already dead.The world's at the edge of nuclear destruction,But your too afraid to make the connection.You still believe the system's there for your protection...You're already dead, You're already dead.You're already dead, you're already dead,You're already dead, you're already dead.By letting it happen without a fight...You're already dead, You're already dead.With your endless debates about wrong and right...You're already dead, You're already dead.Nothing's going to change if you're not prepared to act,There's no point complaining after the fact,Content to be a number, branded X and neatly packed...You're already dead, You're already dead.You're already dead, You're already dead,You're already dead, You're already dead.Four hundred thousand people marched for CND...They're already dead, They're already dead,Unless they're willing to act on what they can see...They're already dead, They're already dead.If each and every one of us was prepared to fight for more,To stand against the system that creates the need for war,The elite would have to run like it's never run before...They're already dead, They're already dead.They're already dead, They're already dead,They're already dead, They're already dead.We don't need organisingOr politicians being patronising.We don't need their leadership,Trendy lefties being hip.Don't need their condescensionOr their back to root pretension.We've heard it all before,Politicians saying "No more war",Pulling wool across our eyes.We don't need their dangerous lies.We won't accept capitulation,It's just manipulation.They want the smooth without the rough,But words and gestures aren't enough.We've got to learn to reject all leadersAnd the passive shit they feed us...They're already dead, They're already dead,They're already dead, They're already dead.If you think moderation's going to pave the way to peace...You're already dead, You're already dead.What good is moderation 'gainst the army and police?You're already dead, You're already dead.We're not promoting mindless violence, keep that for the fools,We're simply saying be prepared to break their laws and rules,Let them know the bigger they come, the harder they will fall...They're already dead, They're already dead.They're already dead, They're already dead,They're already dead, They're already dead.If they're going to play it dirty, so are we...They're already dead, They're already dead.They can keep their lies about the land of the free...They're already dead, They're already dead.We've allowed them too often to use their iron fist,But there's one little detail they appear to have missed...You don't have to be PASSIVE just because you're a PACIFIST...They're already dead, They're already dead.They're already dead, They're already dead,They're already dead, They're already dead.They'll try to sell their systemLike it's some kind od age-old wisdom,But we've been had like that before,It's just the rich exploiting the poor.Well here's an honest confession,We think it's time they learnt a lesson.They've tried to hold the people down,But we've simply gone underground,Moving in the darkness looking for the light,Looking for a future and ready to fight.Looking for the freedom that's been denied,Fast to attack and fast to hide.In a world where the people can't make it,They've simply got to learn to break it,And if the wealthy aren't prepared to shake it...O.K., we'll simply have to take it...You're already dead, You're already dead,You're already dead, You're already dead,You're already dead, You're already dead,You're already dead, You're already dead... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
nabraxas Posted October 21, 2005 Author Share Posted October 21, 2005 Big A, little A, bouncing BThe system might have got you but it won't get me1 - 2 - 3 - 4External control are you gonna let them get you?Do you wanna be a prisoner in the boundaries they set you?You say you want to ba yourself, by christ do you think they'll let you?They're out to get you get you get you get you get you get you get youHello, hello, hello, this is the Lord God, can you hear?Hellfire and damnation's what I've got for you down thereOn earth I have ambassadors, archbishop, vicar, popeWe'll blind you with morality, you'd best abandon any hope,We're telling you you'd better pray cos you were born in sinRight from the start we'll build a cell and then we'll lock you inWe sit in holy judgement condemning those that strayWe offer our forgiveness, but first we'll make you payExternal control are you gonna let them get you?Do you wanna be a prisoner in the boundaries they set you?You say you want to be yourself, by christ do you think they'll let you?They're out to get you get you get you get you get you get you get youHello, hello, hello, now here's a massage from your queenAs figurehead of the status quo I set the social sceneI'm most concerned about my people, I want to give them peaceSo I'm making sure they stay in line with my army and policeMy prisons and my mental homes have ever open doorsFor those amongst my subjects who dare to ask for moreUnruliness and disrespect are things I can't allowSo I'll see the peasants grovel if they refuse to bowExternal control are you gonna let them get you?Do you wanna be a prisoner in the boundaries they set you?You say you want to be yourself, by christ do you think they'll let you?They're out to get you get you get you get you get you get you get youIntroducing the Prime Sinister, she's a mother to us allLike the dutch boy's finger in the dyke her arse is in the wallHolding back the future waiting for the seas to partIf Moses did it with is faith, she'll do it with an armyWho at times of threatened crisis are certain to be thereGuarding national heritage no matter what or wherePalaces for kings and queens, mansions for the richProtection for the wealthy, defence of privilegeThey've learnt the ropes In Ireland, engaged in civil warFighting for the ruling classes in their battle against the poorSo Ireland's just an island? It's an island of the mindGreat Britain? Future? Bollocks, you'd better look behindRound every other corner stands P.C. 1984Guardian of the future, he'll implement the lawHe's there as a grim reminder that no matter what you doBig brothers system's always there with his beady eyes on youFrom God to local bobby, in home and street and schoolThey've got your name and number while you've just got their ruleWe've got to look for methods to undermine those powersIt's time to change the tables. The future must be oursBig A, little A, bouncing BThe system might have got you but it won't get meBe exactly who you want to be, do what you want to doI am he and she is she but you're the only youNo one else has got your eyes, can see the things you seeIt's up to you to change your life and my life's up to meThe problems that you suffer from are problems that you makeThe shit we have to climb through is the shit we choose to takeIf you don't like the life you live, change it now it's yoursNothing has effects if you don't recognise the causeIf the programme's not the one you want, get up, turn off the setIt's only you that can decide what life you're gonna getIf you don't like religion you can be the antichristIf your tired of politics you can be an anarchistBut no one ever changed the church by pulling down a steepleAnd you'll never change the system by bombing number tenSystems just aren't made of bricks they're mostly made of peopleYou may send them into hiding, but they'll be back againIf you don't like the rules they make, refuse to play their gameIf you don't want to be a number, don't give them your nameIf you don't want to be caught out, refuse to hear their questionSilence is a virtue, use it for your own protectionThey'll try to make you play their game, refuse to show your faceIf you don't want to be beaten down, refuse to join their raceBe exactly who you want to be, do what you want to doI am he and she is she but you're they only you Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
nabraxas Posted October 21, 2005 Author Share Posted October 21, 2005 (We never asked for war, nor in the innocence of our birth were we aware of it.We never asked for war, nor in the struggle to realisation did we feel there was a need for it.We never asked for war, nor in the joyful colours of our childhood were we conscious of its darkness.)HOW DOES IT FEEL?How does it feel to be the mother of a thousand death?Young boys rest now, cold graves in cold earth.How does it feel to be the mother of a thousand death?Sunken eyes, lost now; empty sockets in futile death.Your arrogance has gutted these bodies of life,Your deceit fooled them that it was worth the sacrifice.Your lies persuaded people to accept the wasted blood,Your filthy pride cleansed you of the doubt you should have had.You smile in the face of the death cause you are so proud and vain,Your inhumanity stops you from realising the painThat you inflicted, you determines, you created, you ordered -It was your decision to have those young boys slaughtered.You never wanted peace or solution,From the start you lusted after war and destruction.Your blood-soaked reason ruled out other choices,Your mockery gagged more moderate voices.So keen to play your bloody part, so impatient that your war be fought.Iron Lady with your stone heart so eager that the lesson be taughtThat you inflicted, you determines, you created, you ordered -It was your decision to have those young boys slaughtered.How does it feel to be the mother of a thousand death?Young boys rest now, cold graves in cold earth.How does it feel to be the mother of a thousand death?Sunken eyes, lost now; empty sockets in futile death.Throughout our history you and your kindHave stolen the young bodies of the livingTo be twisted and torn in filthy war.What right have you to defile those birth?What right have you to devour that flesh?What right to spit on hope with the gory madnessThat you inflicted, you determines, you created, you ordered -It was your decision to have those young boys slaughtered.How does it feel to be the mother of a thousand death?Young boys rest now, cold graves in cold earth.How does it feel to be the mother of a thousand death?Sunken eyes, lost now; empty sockets in futile death.You accuse us of disrespect for the dead,But it was you who slaughtered out of national pride.Just how much did you care? What respect did you haveAs you sent those bodies to their communal grave?You buried them rough-handed, they'd given you their all,That once living flesh defiled in the hellThat you inflicted, you determines, you created, you ordered -It was your decision to have those young boys slaughtered.You use those deaths to achieve your ends still,Using the corpses as a moral blackmail.You say "Think of what those young men gave"As you try to bind us in your living death,Yet we do think of them, ice cold and silenceIn the snow covered moorlands, stopped by the violenceThat you inflicted, you determines, you created, you ordered -It was your decision to have those young boys slaughtered.How does it feel to be the mother of a thousand death?Young boys rest now, cold graves in cold earth.How does it feel to be the mother of a thousand death?1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - We don't want your fucking war!1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - We don't want your fucking war!1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - We don't want your fucking war!1 - 2 - 3 - 4 You can stop your fucking war! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Amulte Posted October 22, 2005 Share Posted October 22, 2005 (edited) remember woodstock and Country Joe McDonald and The Fish?Gimme an F!F!Gimme an U!U!Gimme an C!C!Gimme an K!K!What's that spell ?FUCK!What's that spell ?FUCK!What's that spell ? FUCK!Yeah, come on all of you, big strong men,Uncle Sam needs your help again.He's got himself in a terrible jamWay down yonder in VietnamSo put down your books and pick up a gun,We're gonna have a whole lotta fun. And it's one, two, three,What are we fighting for ?Don't ask me, I don't give a damn,Next stop is Vietnam;And it's five, six, seven,Open up the pearly gates,Well there ain't no time to wonder why,Whoopee! we're all gonna die. Well, come on generals, let's move fast;Your big chance has come at last.Gotta go out and get those reds —The only good commie is the one who's deadAnd you know that peace can only be wonWhen we've blown 'em all to kingdom come. And it's one, two, three,What are we fighting for ?Don't ask me, I don't give a damn,Next stop is Vietnam;And it's five, six, seven,Open up the pearly gates,Well there ain't no time to wonder whyWhoopee! we're all gonna die. Huh! Well, come on Wall Street, don't move slow,Why man, this is war au-go-go.There's plenty good money to be madeBy supplying the Army with the tools of the trade,Just hope and pray that if they drop the bomb,They drop it on the Viet Cong. And it's one, two, three,What are we fighting for ?Don't ask me, I don't give a damn,Next stop is Vietnam.And it's five, six, seven,Open up the pearly gates,Well there ain't no time to wonder whyWhoopee! we're all gonna die. Well, come on mothers throughout the land,Pack your boys off to Vietnam.Come on fathers, don't hesitate,Send 'em off before it's too late.Be the first one on your blockTo have your boy come home in a box. And it's one, two, threeWhat are we fighting for ?Don't ask me, I don't give a damn,Next stop is Vietnam.And it's five, six, seven,Open up the pearly gates,Well there ain't no time to wonder why,Whoopee! we're all gonna die. Acid CommercialHands up Charlie and-uh... Now if you're tired or a bit run down,Can't seem to getcha feet off the ground,Maybe you oughta try a little bit of L.S.D. Only if you want to Shake your head and rattle your brain,Make you act just a bit insane,Give you all the psychic energy you need — Eat flowers and kiss babiesL.S.D.For you and me!Kiss My AssI got out of school and I was feeling kinda down,I thought I'd join the Army just to take a look around.I went on down to the recruiter manAnd that's when all my troubles began. Well, I've been up, down and aroundThis country more than a couple of times,But I never knew until I got into the ArmyThat thinking for yourself was a crime. Get over here, stand over there,Let's see your identification.Shut your mouth, son, get back in line,We're sending you to South East Asia. Well, they gave me some shoes that hurt my feetThey gave me some food not fit to eat,They told me that I wasn't fighting alone,They sent me to Saigon and they stayed home. Well, I've been up, down and aroundThis country more than a couple of times,But I never knew until I got into the ArmyThat thinking for yourself was a crime. Get over here, stand over there,Let's see your identification.Shut your mouth, son, get back in line,We're sending you to South East Asia.All right. One, two, three, four,We don't want your fuckin' war,A, B, C, D,Get someone else, hey don't get me,Left, right, left, right,You know the whole damn thing puts me uptight. I done my duty and I fought my fightAnd I thought I knew I was doing right,But that's all over, I'm free at last,An' if they want any more, they can kiss my ass. 'Cause I've been up and down and aroundThis country more than a couple of times,But I never knew until I got into the ArmyThat thinking for yourself was a crime. Get over here, stand over there,Let's see your identification.Shut your mouth, son, get back in line,We're sending you to South East Asia — like hell. Edited October 22, 2005 by Amulte Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
psynergy Posted October 22, 2005 Share Posted October 22, 2005 Machine gunTearing my body all apartMachine gun, yeahTearing my body all apartEvil man make me kill yaEvil man make you kill meEvil man make me kill youEven though we’re only families apartWell I pick up my axe and fight like a bomber(you know what I mean)Hey! and your bullets keep knocking me downHey, I pick up my axe and fight like a bomber nowYeah, but you still blast me down to the groundThe same way you shoot me down, babyYou’ll be going just the sameThree times the pain,And your own self to blameHey, machine gunI ain’t afraid of your mess no more, babeI ain’t afraid no moreAfter a while, your, your cheap talk don’t even cause me pain,So let your bullets fly like rain’cause I know all the time you’re wrong babyAnd you’ll be going just the sameYeah, machine gunTearing my family apartYeah, yeah, alrightTearing my family apart(don’t you shoot him down)(he’s ’bout to leave here)(don’t you shoot him down)(he’s got to stay here)(he ain’t going nowhere)(he’s been shot down to the ground)(oh where he can’t survive, no, no)Yeah, that’s what we don’t wanna hear anymore, alright? (no bullets)At least here, huh huh(no guns, no bombs)Huh huh(no nothin’, just let’s all live and live)(you know, instead of killin’)May this beLove or justConfusion born out ofFrustration wrackedFeelings - of notBeing able toMake true physicalLove to theUniversal gypsy queenTrue, free expressed musicDarling guitar pleaseRest. amenthis song is amazing...great solo's too ! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
nabraxas Posted October 22, 2005 Author Share Posted October 22, 2005 seeing as we're going back to the early 70's"before you cross the street, take my handLife is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans"john lennon Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Evil Genius Posted October 23, 2005 Share Posted October 23, 2005 Promoe - Long Distance RunnerWhat was going on (yeah, aha)And i wrote thisThe Long Distance RunnerAnd recorded this (check it, ya)Ha!Its 2004Last year Tony and George started the war of the whoresSame year, and the year before, plus the year before thatMe and the Troop were on constant toursChanting Imbumba! from the South African shoresTo the Norwegian fjords, I tried to keep a vegan courseTraveling with good friends like Chords, Timbuk and DJ Large, Jonny Bass and Big BossBefore the Struggle album made the recordstoresWe were on a Road to Hell, breakin doors and lawsMe, Supreme, Gangsta Pete and Schumi of courseHad a little trouble with the German police force (aha)Thats why I had to stop drinkingCuz when I start drinking is when I stop thinkingThat i gotta stay on top off thingsAnd when im under the botlle you know I stop think(Chorus)Like an athlete, a long distance runnerOn a track meet spring, fall, winter, summerThey attack me, but it gon' make strongerGet at me dawg when your patience's longerAn athlete, a long distance runnerOn a track meet spring, fall, winter, summerThey attack me, but it gon' make strongerGet at me dawg...Livin' in this free world - expecting cops to abuse meWhen i'm chilling with a cup full o' müsliMatter of time 'fore my cup is running overBut Im' a get mine cus mahfuckers running slower (Yeah!)Followin' my sprinter trailI run shit down the line on the Interrail (Yeah!)I ain't going, I ain't been to jailI got work to do, and I got things to sayA real rolemodel for the kids today Can't afford gettin' sent away, get them fingerprints awayWipe off the mike every single stainRecognize bomb shit when it's in my mailWhat a big disgrace, what a big bam-bam you had to end this wayAll you ever wanted to was to entertainWent against the wrong guy cus i was meant to stay...(Chorus)The battle ain't for the strong, nor the race for the swiftBut for those who can't endure the type o' blaze that I spitFor those that will survive all the changes and shitWith families, fans, partners and labels you're withAnd even if I wanted I woldn't be able to quitI gotta keep running til the pavement will splitUnder my bare feet, the concrete with red heatOr till my future kids eat, and we all livin' carefreeIn a zion hut, we ain't dawgs no moreWere my lion's at?Gimme some signal let me see your lion pawLet me know what we're living and what we're dying forAsk myselfIt's it a good enough reasonIf so I go all out like it was my last seasonIf my, voice is weak, my boys will speakTo conquer the world I gotta keep a top physiquechorusNo alcohol, no weedNo cigaretts, no ÉsNo milk, no cheeseNo eggs, no meatJust medation and peaceRed lentils, chick peasGood workout, good sleepMo' sunshine, light breeze... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
woof woof woof Posted October 23, 2005 Share Posted October 23, 2005 i recently heard a song and it really changed my perception on life Teh chorus is as folowing - " I've got drugs in my pocket and I don't know what to do with it!" :saufen2: heheh Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
wandjina Posted October 24, 2005 Share Posted October 24, 2005 Pushing thru the market square, so many mothers sighingNews had just come over, we had five years left to cry inNews guy wept and told us, earth was really dyingCried so much his face was wet, then I knew he was not lyingI heard telephones, opera house, favourite melodiesI saw boys, toys electric irons and T.V.'sMy brain hurt like a warehouse, it had no room to spareI had to cram so many things to store everything in thereAnd all the fat-skinny people, and all the tall-short peopleAnd all the nobody people, and all the somebody peopleI never thought I'd need so many peopleA girl my age went off her head, hit some tiny childrenIf the black hadn't a-pulled her off, I think she would have killed themA soldier with a broken arm, fixed his stare to the wheels of a CadillacA cop knelt and kissed the feet of a priest, and a queer threw up at the sight of thatI think I saw you in an ice-cream parlour, drinking milk shakes cold and longSmiling and waving and looking so fine, don't think you knew you were in this songAnd it was cold and it rained so I felt like an actorAnd I thought of Ma and I wanted to get back thereYour face, your race, the way that you talkI kiss you, you're beautiful, I want you to walkWe've got five years, stuck on my eyesFive years, what a surpriseWe've got five years, my brain hurts a lotFive years, that's all we've gotWe've got five years, what a surpriseFive years, stuck on my eyesWe've got five years, my brain hurts a lotFive years, that's all we've gotWe've got five years, stuck on my eyesFive years, what a surpriseWe've got five years, my brain hurts a lotFive years, that's all we've gotWe've got five years, what a surpriseWe've got five years, stuck on my eyesWe've got five years, my brain hurts a lotFive years, that's all we've got Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
wandjina Posted October 24, 2005 Share Posted October 24, 2005 Why are there so many songs about rainbowsWhat's on the other side?Rainbows are visions, but only illusionsAnd rainbows have nothing to hideSo we've been told and some choose to believe itI know they're wrong, wait and seeSomeday we'll find it, the Rainbow ConnectionThe lovers, the dreamers, and meWho said that every wish would be heard and answeredWhen wished on the morning star?Somebody thought of that and someone believed itLook what it's done so farWhat's so amazing that keeps us star gazingWhat do we think we might see?Someday we'll find it, the Rainbow ConnectionThe lovers, the dreamers, and meAll of us under its spellWe know that it's probably magicHave you been half-asleep and have you heard voices?I've heard them calling my nameIs this the sweet sound that calls the young sailors?It may be one and the sameI've heard it too many times to ignore itIt's something that I'm supposed to beSomeday we'll find it, the Rainbow ConnectionThe lovers, the dreamers, and meLa la la la la la laLa la la la la la la laYeah Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Amulte Posted October 24, 2005 Share Posted October 24, 2005 I am in love with grace slick! before, during and after jefferson airplane. i dont know how many here would know about grace slick and the great society?I believe in magic, and i believe in dreams.untill i heard the thunder rumble,i was the mountains crumble,then came the circus so i followed its parade with all theFancy, lion tamers.High wire, firey flamers,ravers of every kindi saw thosehigh spirit, sexy witchessons of satin, sones of bitchesall were there, in my dreamsall in my dreamssodom and gamoula i see your back in town.and though you build a wall around you,the multitude still found youJust like a circus to start with a parade.oh but a parade of theFancy, lion tamers.High wire, firey flamers,ravers of every kindi saw thosehigh spirit, sexy witchessons of satin, sones of bitchesall were there, in my dreamsall in my dreamsi can see the whole world is just a circusand i can tell that the circuswell its just helland then i heard a drummer rollinive found my seats been stolenthen the spotlight hit megoing wild and sent a ring for all youFancy, lion tamers.High wire, firey flamers,ravers of every kindi saw thosefor all you, sexy witchessons of satin, sones of bitchesall were there, in my dreamsall in my dreamsMy dreamsSaid iI believe in magic, and i believe in dreams.Said iI believe in magic, and i believe in dreams.i believe in dreams.Said iI believe in magic, and i believe in dreams.Magic and dreams.Said iI believe in magic, and i believe in dreams.Magical dreams.well I,i believe in magic, and i still believe in dreams. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
wandjina Posted October 24, 2005 Share Posted October 24, 2005 i dont know how many here would know about grace slick and the great society?she rocks! I have a wicked double CD of everything from white rabbit to we built this city....great stuff. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
trixxy3 Posted October 24, 2005 Share Posted October 24, 2005 Some Dandy Warhols:Well my friends do me so rightI'm lucky this farmaybe it's karmaI get over them, butonly at timesand I thank my lucky starsI wish I may, I wish that I mightjust keep an open mind all of the timemy old man told me one timeyou never get wise, you only get olderand most things, you never know whybut that's finewhen the future is frighteningand I seem to be fighting itwell soon as it's brighteningthen I, I feel fine, and then II feel fineI want a god who stays deadnot plays deadI, even, I, can play deadAgain and again I get up and sayI only want to get it right.I only want to do the right thing,but are these demons, I ask myself.I wonder today, I'm alone, but thenNo one can make their own life.No one can say that they're an islandWhen all this freedom that you get is a lie. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Amulte Posted October 24, 2005 Share Posted October 24, 2005 (edited) READ THIS ONE! i think it woud apply to most here maybe.Tom pretty I's in love with a girl on marijuana(she) said if I'm not stoned I don't wannabut she got so paranoidher place I would avoidI's in love with a girl on marijuanaI's in love with a girl on cocaineshe had everything going but her brainwe'd talk endlessly for hoursbut by morning it'd go sourI's in love with a girl on cocaine(chorus:)Through extacy, crystal meth. and glueI found no drug compares to youall these pillsand all this weedI don't know just what I needI's in love with a girl on l.s.d.she'd see things I'd never seeshe broadened her perspectivethen I got more selectiveI's in love with a girl on l.s.d.(repeat chorus)I's in love with a girl who drank beertill bad breath and all she disappearedshe was blowing up real badbut when she left I was still sadI's in love with a girl who drank beerI's in love with a girl on china whitewe were married for a year one nighther memory still lingerscause I burned all my fingersI's in love with a girl on china whiteI's in love with a girl who drank coffeethere was times when I couldn't keep her off methat caffine got her goingbut her ugly side was showingI's in love with a girl who drank coffeeI's in love with a girl who was a dealerI's afraid somebody'd come and steal herwe never used to fightbut the phone rang day and nightI's in love with a girl who was a dealersure as hellshe got popped by the big guys Edited October 24, 2005 by Amulte Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Amulte Posted October 24, 2005 Share Posted October 24, 2005 Another miserable love of mine is Tom Waits! this one is a spoken work groove.Last night I dreamed that I was dreaming of youAnd from a window across the lawn I watched you undressWearing your sunset of purple tightly woven around your hairThat rose in strangled ebony curlsMoving in a yellow bedroom lightThe air is wet with soundThe faraway yelping of a wounded dogAnd the ground is drinking a slow faucet leakYour house is so soft and fading as it soaks the black summer heatA light goes on and the door opensAnd a yellow cat runs out on the stream of hall light and into the yardA wooden cherry scent is faintly breathing the airI hear your champagne laughYou wear two lavender orchidsOne in your hair and one on your hipA string of yellow carnival lights comes on with the duskCircling the lake with a slowly dipping haloAnd I hear a banjo tangoAnd you dance into the shadow of a black poplar treeAnd I watched you as you disappearedI watched you as you disappearedI watched you as you disappearedI watched you as you disappeared Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Amulte Posted October 24, 2005 Share Posted October 24, 2005 Tom waits with peter murphyoh give me a noose i can hang from the tree,i need no excuse to end my missery.this holiday season is all the more reason to die!oh pull up a stool and lend an ear to a fool,who once found some solice in the season of yule.this holiday season is all the more reason to cry!i put on my mittens, one green and one red,and i walk alone where they bury the dead.The snow falls as i greve its a gothic dead rock christmas eve!The bottle is empty, the slay has a flat.The stripper in my bed is ugly and fat!the tassels are tangled and whats worse my jingle wont jangle!this time of the year makes me sick to my guts!all this good chear is a pain in the nuts!when its yuor caree to be down in the dumps,tidings of comfort and joy, really suck!i feel saint nicolas is pulling my leg,this thing we call christmas is a sorry black plage.this holiday season is all the more reason to die!all the more reason to die!all the more reason to die!all the more reason to die!all the more reason to die! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Amulte Posted October 24, 2005 Share Posted October 24, 2005 Mystikal Shake Ya Ass Mmm! Mmm, mmm, mmmOooh-OOOH![Hook - repeat 2X]Shake ya ass, but watch yourselfShake ya ass, show me what you workin with[Verse 1]I came here with my dick in my handDon't make me leave here with my foot in yo' ass; be coolAnd don't worry bout how I'm rippin this shitWhen I'm flippin what I'm kickin nigga, that's just what I doI'm effervesecet and I'm off that crescentNastier than a full grown German Shepherd; motherfucker keep steppinThey don't fuck with me and they don'tY'all bitches cant catch me and you won'tPay ya fare, fix ya hair, throw that pussyGot a Prada for boonapalist, and Donna for my babooskiYou think I'm trickin? Bitch, I ain't trippinI'm buyin if you got nice curves for your icebergDrinkin Henn and actin like it do somethin to meHope this indecent proposal make you do somethin with meFuck a dollar girl, pick up fiftyAnd fuck that coward you need a real niggaOff top knick-a-boxers hurtin shitBend over hoe; show me what you workin with![Hook][Chorus]Attention all y'all players and pimpsRight now in the place to be (shake ya ass)I thought I told y'all niggas beforeY'all niggas can't fuck with me (watch yourself)Now this ain't for no small booties No sir cause that won't pass (show me whatcha workin with)But if you feel you got the biggest oneThen momma come shake ya ass [Hook][Verse 2]I like my women fire like CAY-ENNE!!Chocolate and bowlegged - when I'm runnin up behind her!!Go head get ya pop-a-lock let the cock outFor girl don't lie you know you wanna go back to my house"The Man Right Chea" wanna get under that dress right thereYou spicy cajun we gon' a good time over thereYou better suck the head on them there crawfishAnd you gotta bend all the way over to dance off thisHandle yo' business but I know you do it way better, you dead wrongSo if you talkin bout how niggaz make noise when you pass by get yo' fine ass on the floor girl this yo' fuckin song!Do yo' thang dont be scared, cause you gon' get servedYou get mine then you gon' get yoursBout to make yo' ass love itRaise it up, show the G-string hustlin hustlin[Chorus][Hook][Verse 3]Stop yo' cryin heffer, I don't need all that I got a job for you - the braided up pimp is backBreak them handcuffs, fuck you nigga move somethin And if they ask you what you doin say, "Ooohh nuttin!"And we been doin for the past 2 somethinAnd I've been beatin that pussy up now it's smooth fuckinYou can betcha bottom dollar; if that pussy fireyou gon' holla Michael Tyler!So don't act like you don't be backin that stuff upGirl in the club, cause that's what you got ass forWobble wobble I'm infatuatedBitch ride a dick like she makin a babyAnd I see that we gon' have to go to a quiet corner for just us two an'Don't worry about who lookin, just keep on doin what you doinCause a nigga like me gon' get to work before I know the girlBitch whats happnin, let 'em see, show the world![Chorus][Hook]Uhh.. OOOH-WEE! Good lawd!Damn!___________I really neeed sleep man! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Amulte Posted October 24, 2005 Share Posted October 24, 2005 dont drink that wine,coke would be better, it easy to find.if that wont do smoke a joint or two,dont drink that wine,nooooahooo that wineeeee Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
2b Posted October 25, 2005 Share Posted October 25, 2005 Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands,With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves,Let me forget about today until tomorrowSurely i don't need to point out the song ?dont drink that wine,coke would be better, it easy to find.if that wont do smoke a joint or two,dont drink that wine,nooooahooo that wineeeeeDon't know where that is from but NWA had a similar version on the epic album "EFIL4ZAGGIN"Don't drink at work,coke would be better , it's easy to findif that won't do,smoke a joint or twojust don't drink at woooork...while were on that album a classic line: Don't be so affraid, it's only a dick Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Amulte Posted October 25, 2005 Share Posted October 25, 2005 (edited) Hey 2b that IS where it is from. off that album but it as ive written it. was listening to it as i posted. i mean, how many dudes from NWA you think had work? Edited October 26, 2005 by Amulte Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Legba Posted October 25, 2005 Share Posted October 25, 2005 LOLMisheard lyrics:excuse me while i kiss this guy...dirty deeds done with sheep...don't drink at work... :D Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Amulte Posted October 25, 2005 Share Posted October 25, 2005 LOLMisheard lyrics:excuse me while i kiss this guy...dirty deeds done with sheep...don't drink at work... :Daccually i think weird al did that song "dirty deeds done with sheep". but yeah too easy to do, there is a country song where i heard "lonelyness and sodomy" but it was "lonelyness inside of me". i love misheard lyrics Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
wandjina Posted October 26, 2005 Share Posted October 26, 2005 Suzanne takes you down to her place by the riverYou can hear the boats go byYou can spend the night beside herAnd you know that she's half crazyBut that's why you want to be thereAnd she feeds you tea and orangesThat come all the way from chinaAnd just when you mean to tell herThat you have no love to give herThen she gets you on her wavelengthAnd she lets the river answerThat you've always been her loverAnd you want to travel with herAnd you want to travel blindAnd you know that she will trust youFor you've touched her perfect body with your mind.And jesus was a sailorWhen he walked upon the waterAnd he spent a long time watchingFrom his lonely wooden towerAnd when he knew for certainOnly drowning men could see himHe said all men will be sailors thenUntil the sea shall free themBut he himself was brokenLong before the sky would openForsaken, almost humanHe sank beneath your wisdom like a stoneAnd you want to travel with himAnd you want to travel blindAnd you think maybe you’ll trust himFor he's touched your perfect body with his mind.Now suzanne takes you handAnd she leads you to the riverShe is wearing rags and feathersFrom salvation army countersAnd the sun pours down like honeyOn our lady of the harbourAnd she shows you where to lookAmong the garbage and the flowersThere are heroes in the seaweedThere are children in the morningThey are leaning out for loveAnd they will lean that way foreverWhile suzanne holds the mirrorAnd you want to travel with herAnd you want to travel blindAnd you know that she will trust youFor she's touched your perfect body with her mind. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
2b Posted October 26, 2005 Share Posted October 26, 2005 Hey 2b that IS where it is from. off that album but it as ive written it. was listening to it as i posted. i mean, how many dudes from NWA you think had work?LOL ,your right !!! Just dug out the album , dam it's been a long time !! I guess we are both showing our age , do you realise that album was released in 1991 !! And while I was there i had a look at "Fear of a black planet " another epic album of it's time and that was recorded in 1989 !! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Amulte Posted October 26, 2005 Share Posted October 26, 2005 Suzanne takes you down to her place by the riverYou can hear the boats go byYou can spend the night beside herAnd you know that she's half crazyBut that's why you want to be thereAnd she feeds you tea and orangesThat come all the way from chinaI didnt think there were other leonard cohen fans here?LOL ,your right !!! Just dug out the album , dam it's been a long time !! I guess we are both showing our age , do you realise that album was released in 1991 !! And while I was there i had a look at "Fear of a black planet " another epic album of it's time and that was recorded in 1989 !!Oh shit yeah, my 1st album was either "straight outta compton" or "100 miles an runnin"LOL, funny that. i know leonard cohen and NWA! now theres a mix. 2B- speaking of showin age, you ever heard that rap metal group "Body Count"? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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