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Post by diecheerleader on Jun 28, 2005 0:25:23 GMT -5
I want to start a new life With my valuable hunting knife She will shine like a new girl And I want to shout out our love to the world (Hit it!) Everything I think about I think about Everything I talk about I talk about With you But you don't know what I go through You don't know
Days, they will turn into nights But my valuable hunting knife It will not rust through the tears And it will not lose its appeal over years (Come on!) Everything I think about I think about Everything I talk about I talk about With you But you don't know what I go through You don't know I'll never know I'll never know And then I will run And then I will. . . And then I will hide And then I will. . . And then I will run And then I will. . . And then I will hide I'll never know I'll never know
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Post by diecheerleader on Jun 28, 2005 0:26:28 GMT -5
Living without you is difficult But our dead dreams awake
In mushroom art Do not observe her beauty Cloud faced oldman winking You see, he tests me He wants I should join him in gratitude For his craft He calls this love But hardly so
Happy the universe Happy is the act A bejeweled crow on a quilted tent Yea, at the zenith Our dead dreams awake
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Post by diecheerleader on Jun 28, 2005 0:28:44 GMT -5
WAIT! theres no need for senseless bloodshed the mosquitoes dropped their javelins and looked on oh man far out its king frog
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Post by diecheerleader on Jun 28, 2005 0:31:15 GMT -5
i met a non-dairy creamer explicitly laid out like a fruitcake with a wet spot bigger than a great lake took me to the new church and baptized me with salt she told me, "liquor" i am a new man
hot freaks
this one is on the house this one is better than ever
i walked into the house of miraculous recovery and stood before king everything and he asked me to join him in the red wing took me to pie land said, "i'm a thigh man" i will be eternally hateful
hot freaks hot freaks hot freaks
this one is on the house this one is better than ever and this one is on the house this one is better than ever this one is on the house this one is better than ever
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Post by jonnythc on Jun 28, 2005 0:33:29 GMT -5
What is the meaning of your demeaning postiarity over me?
Grinning and gleaming always scheming bathing in popularity.
Laughter and praise are you're best friends silence is like a life sentence.
You can't even tell us what you really think confession worse than repentance.
You act like a fool a fake and a flipper. You're just making us all fucking sicker.
Here you go again flipping your lip. Walking the walk and talking your shit.
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Post by diecheerleader on Jun 28, 2005 0:37:13 GMT -5
if i waited for you to signify the moves that i should make i'll be on the take gold star for robot boy well then that's ok
if i waited for you to show me all the actions i should take would i get my break? gold star for robot boy
and it's one thing and it's something to do the robot boy yeah
if i waited for lessons in true confessions that could take all day but i'm here to stay gold star for robot boy well then that's my move
well then that's my move well then that's my move but it's one thing yeah it's something to do the robot boy yeah
if i waited for you to signify the moves that i should make i'll be on the take gold star for robot boy well then that's okay
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Post by diecheerleader on Jun 28, 2005 0:44:25 GMT -5
Chain wallet bitch It's a blackout night Chainwallet bitch Do you feel alright? Chainwallet bitch How you gonna be tonight? Do you feel alright?
(that song is dedicated to me.....cause i'm a chain-wallet bitch.)
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Post by diecheerleader on Jun 28, 2005 0:46:12 GMT -5
"Cooler Jocks"
Broken link in a long chain Bottom of the line for the pupil Can only mean one thing To waiting hordes and takers Who hadn't had enough This really sucks I had to run to defend Oh what shame can do Ducking out of sight What a painful view Run & find some prescription To bring back a peace And grant us a party of five An entourage of three A game before eventually you lose
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Post by diecheerleader on Jun 28, 2005 0:48:23 GMT -5
I am pressed, printed, stomped And strategically removed I am everybody Insane without innocence I am trapped, tricked, packaged And shipped out I am produced I am produced Pressed, printed, stomped, tripped Trapped, tricked, packaged, shipped... (The prisoner leaves limping)
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Post by diecheerleader on Jun 28, 2005 0:51:02 GMT -5
sitting out on your house watching hardcore ufo's drawing pictures, playing solos til ten
are you amplified to rock? are you hoping for a contact? i'll be with you, without you, again
turn and run, the angel's calling you say when and i say i'm falling up and down through broken down buildings back and forth but please don't bother at all
count the days that we have wasted from the start speak the words and build a playground in your head
turn and run, the angel's calling you say when and i say i'm falling up and down through broken down buildings back and forth but you know why i left you for so long you know why i left you for so long...
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Post by diecheerleader on Jun 28, 2005 0:52:01 GMT -5
ok....i'm done with all the Guided By Voices lyrics.......for now.
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harro
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Post by harro on Jun 28, 2005 5:48:33 GMT -5
1.STONEBREAKER
SCORN BY YOUR PETRIFIED EYES REBORN WITH UNJUSTIFIED LIES WITH NO APOLOGIES SHOWN DEMONOLOGY KNOWN I THINK WE’RE DYING TOO FAST
WHEN THE FURY EXCEEDS ONLY THE ANGLES BELIEVED IT COULDN’T LAST COULDN’T LAST IT WOULDN’T LAST IT CAN’T LAST
TRIAL! NO DENIAL! GUILTY BY THE HAND OF THE POWER HUNGRY MAN YOU’RE UNHOLY AGAIN JUST ASK FOR STONEBREAKERS x2
YEAH!
ON HIGH WITH WICKED ON THE MOUNTAIN ON HIGH WITH WICKED ON THE MOUN TAIN
TORN BY THE NEED TO VIOLATE MORN AS THE PURE CONGREGATE THERE’S NO NEED TO COMMIT JUST BURN THE HERITIC THERE’S NOTHING GAINED ONCE AGAIN
IT WAS LIES ALL ALONG A DISGUISED SIREN’S SONG WHAT A SIN WHAT A SIN WHAT A SIN!
THIEVES DISBELIEVE GUILTY BY THE HAND OF THE POWER HUNGRY MAN YOU’RE UNHOLY AGAIN JUST ASK FOR STONEBREAKERS x2
YEAH...ALRIGHT!
I’M ON HIGH I’M ON HIGH I’M ON HIGH JUST LIKE THE WICKED ON THE MOUNTAIN
TORN BY THE NEED TO VIOLATE MORNING AS THE PURE CONGREGATE I’M ON HIGH I’M ON FIRE I’M ON HOLY JUST LIKE THE WICKED ON THE MOUNTAIN!
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harro
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Post by harro on Jun 28, 2005 6:06:39 GMT -5
8.So Much Left Behind
Rising reveals an angel My burning heart was over thrown She came to take away this pain boy
But what I felt was never shown
So much left unknown
I found the road but I can’t turn back Over looked out of time So much left behind
Drifted away reality follow the heart no better Future dreams will never be, never means forever And the path is hard to find, when there’s So much left behind
Beauty flows just like a river Drowns my soul, purifies Drift away into forgiveness Now I’m left to wonder why, No tears to cry
Words to you were long over due Stormy skies are over head, so much left unsaid
Drifted away reality follow the heat no better Future dreams will never be,never means forever And the path is hard to find, when there’s
So much left behind So much left behind
I guess we gotta move on Gonna keep on rollin’ I guess we gotta move on Gonna keep on rollin
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Post by littleredrooster on Jun 28, 2005 9:47:29 GMT -5
Respect (Aretha Franklin) (oo) What you want (oo) Baby, I got (oo) What you need (oo) Do you know I got it? (oo) All I'm askin' (oo) Is for a little respect when you come home (just a little bit) Hey baby (just a little bit) when you get home (just a little bit) mister (just a little bit)
I ain't gonna do you wrong while you're gone Ain't gonna do you wrong (oo) 'cause I don't wanna (oo) All I'm askin' (oo) Is for a little respect when you come home (just a little bit) Baby (just a little bit) when you get home (just a little bit) Yeah (just a little bit)
I'm about to give you all of my money And all I'm askin' in return, honey Is to give me my profits When you get home (just a, just a, just a, just a) Yeah baby (just a, just a, just a, just a) When you get home (just a little bit) Yeah (just a little bit)
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Ooo, your kisses (oo) Sweeter than honey (oo) And guess what? (oo) So is my money (oo) All I want you to do (oo) for me Is give it to me when you get home (re, re, re ,re) Yeah baby (re, re, re ,re) Whip it to me (respect, just a little bit) When you get home, now (just a little bit)
R-E-S-P-E-C-T Find out what it means to me R-E-S-P-E-C-T Take care, TCB
Oh (sock it to me, sock it to me, sock it to me, sock it to me) A little respect (sock it to me, sock it to me, sock it to me, sock it to me) Whoa, babe (just a little bit) A little respect (just a little bit) I get tired (just a little bit) Keep on tryin' (just a little bit) You're runnin' out of foolin' (just a little bit) And I ain't lyin' (just a little bit) (re, re, re, re) 'spect When you come home (re, re, re ,re) Or you might walk in (respect, just a little bit) And find out I'm gone (just a little bit) I got to have (just a little bit) A little respect (just a little bit)
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Post by dimples on Jun 28, 2005 11:06:25 GMT -5
PEOPLE ARE STRANGE LYRICS... The Doors...
People are strange when you’re a stranger Faces look ugly when you’re alone Women seem wicked when you’re unwanted Streets are uneven when you’re down When you’re strange Faces come out of the rain When you’re strange No one remembers your name When you’re strange x3 People are strange when you’re a stranger Faces look ugly when you’re alone Women seem wicked when you’re unwanted Streets are uneven when you’re down When you’re strange Faces come out of the rain When you’re strange No one remembers your name When you’re strange x3 When you’re strange Faces come out of the rain When you’re strange No one remembers your name When you’re strange x3
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Post by stonedtemple_pilot on Jun 28, 2005 11:29:28 GMT -5
Drinking For Two - Mudhoney
Say friend, have you met the new misses? Well step up and meet the new misses We're not really married but we might as well be Made some good lovin', got a bun in the oven
You know, she's drinking for two She's drinking for two She's drinking for two She's drinking for
Two hungry livers to feed She's got two hungry livers to feed I can't get no prouder, gotta shout it out louder That S.O.B.'s gonna be just like me
She's drinking for two She's drinking for two She's drinking for two She's drinking for two
Well gather around friends and toast this event He'll be allright, that sweet bastard of mine
She's drinking for two She's drinking for two She's drinking for two She's drinking for two She's drinking for two
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Post by dimples on Jun 28, 2005 14:51:29 GMT -5
Weezer... Photograph Lyrics...
If you want it, you can have it But you've got to learn to reach out there and grab it
'Cause everybody wants some love Shooting from the stars above And though my heart will break There's more that I could take I could never get enough
If you need it, you should show it 'Cause you might play so monastic that you blow it
'Cause everybody wants some hope Something they can barely know And though my heart will break There's more that I could take I could never let it go
It's in the photograph It's in the photograph It's in the photograph of love
'Cause everybody wants a dream Something they can barely see And though my heart will break There's more that I could take I could never let it be
It's in the photograph It's in the photograph It's in the photograph of love
If you blew it, don't reject it Just sit drawing up the plans and re-erect it Just sit drawing up the plans and re-erect it Just sit drawing up the plans and re-erect it
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Post by littleredrooster on Jun 28, 2005 14:55:29 GMT -5
Cool one... I like Hash pipe too...
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Post by mongo on Jun 28, 2005 14:57:54 GMT -5
Peace I hate to lie 'Cause I hate Hell All my peculiars
I had a dream last night 'Cause it looked just like a dream I had a dream last night But it looked unlike a dream
Mercy, mercy, I'm made of heart Make me a suit so I can get it off Heaven, help me, my head's spinnin' 'round Stop this airplane 'cause I got to get down
I had a dream last night And it fit me like a glove I had a dream last night And it fit me like a glove, the Hell one
- Ha ha ha ha...
Here's to the Montagues John Wayne and Betty Davis And Romeo, he waved before A chorus girl in Vegas, hey ha ha
Juliet is up in Heaven A pocket full of pills And Jesus drives to Mexico To get her prescription filled
I had a dream last night And it fit me like a glove There was a scream last night It was gettin' kind of fun, yeah, rock out, whatever
Ha ha ha... Ha ha ha... Ha ha ha... Ha ha ha...
I had a dream last night Because she looked just like a dream I had a dream last night Because she looked just like a dream
She was on fire last night And I was breathing gasoline I had a dream last night And it fit me like a glove
I had to scream last night Lord above
I didn't know where to shake my butt Walked backwards, fucked like a fox I was more fucked up than your sister's tackle box Three AM at 5 o'clock
And one of us leaves And I got shot Shot me down Yeah, whatever, rock out
That's it, this is my rhyme Take it to the street, biyatch!
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Post by marlboroman on Jun 28, 2005 15:23:06 GMT -5
what the fuck kind of music do you people listen to?
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Post by marlboroman on Jun 28, 2005 16:01:45 GMT -5
is that cherie blair in your avatar?
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Post by dimples on Jun 29, 2005 11:34:30 GMT -5
Cat Power... He War Lyrics...
I never meant to be the needle that broke your back You were here, you were here, and you were here Don't look back
I never meant to be the needle that broke your back You were here, you were here, and you were here Don't look back
He war he war He will kill for you He war he war He will kill for you From who you can You know you can
Hey hey heeeyyy x4
I’m not that hot new chick And if you won’t let me run with it We’re on to your same old trick Get up and run away with it
I’m not that hot new chick And if you won’t let me run with it We’re on to your same old trick Get up and run away with it
Hey hey hey He war he war He will kill for you Hey hey hey He war he war He will kill for you Hey hey hey From who you can Hey hey hey You know you can
Hey hey hey He war he war He will kill for you Hey hey hey He war he war He will kill for you Hey hey hey From who you can Hey hey hey You know you can
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Post by dimples on Jun 29, 2005 15:05:51 GMT -5
Wilco... Jesus, Ect. lyrics ...
Jesus, don't cry You can rely on me honey You combine anything you want I'll be around You were right about the stars Each one is a setting sun Tall buildings shake Voices are scared Singing sad sad songs Two two chords Strung down your cheeks Bitter melodies Turning your orbit around Don't cry You can rely on me honey You can come by any time you want I'll be around You were right about the stars Each one is a setting sun Tall buildings shake Voices are scared Singing sad sad songs Two two chords Strung down your cheeks Bitter melodies Turning your orbit around Voices whine Skyscrapers are scraping together your voice It's smoking Last cigarettes Are all you can get Turning your orbit around Our love Our love Our love Is all we have Our love Our love Is all got is money Everyone is a burning sun Tall buildings shake Voices are scared Singing sad sad songs Two two chords Strung down your cheeks Bitter melodies Turning your orbit around Voices whine Skyscrapers are scraping together your voice It's smoking Last cigarettes Are all you can get Turning your orbit around Last cigarettes Are all you can get Turning your orbit around Last cigarettes Are all you can get Turning your orbit around
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Post by littleredrooster on Jun 29, 2005 15:37:44 GMT -5
Dumb (Nirvana)
I'm not like them But I can pretend The sun is gone But I have a light The day is done But I'm having fun I think I'm dumb Or maybe just happy
Think I'm just happy (x3)
My heart is broke But I have some glue Help me inhale And mend it with you We'll float around And hang out on clouds Then we'll come down And have a hangover
Have a hangover (x3)
Skin the sun Fall asleep Wish away The soul is cheap Lesson learned Wish me luck Soothe the burn Wake me up
I'm not like them But I can pretend The sun is gone But I have a light My day is done But I'm having fun I think I'm dumb Maybe just happy
Think I'm just happy (x3)
I think I'm dumb (x12)
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Post by marlboroman on Jun 29, 2005 16:08:11 GMT -5
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