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My favourite lyric at the moment is:

Most people think great God will come from the sky
Take away everything, and make everybody feel high
But if you know what life is worth
You would look for yours on earth
And now you see the light
You stand up for your right, yeah!

(Get Up, Stand Up - Bob Marley)

So what's yours?

My favorite song lyric: "You're so vain, you probably think this song is about you." - Carly Simon

My second favorite: "With a face like this I won't break any hearts. And thinking like that I won't make any friends." - Therapy?

My third favorite: "You can eat the corn out my shit." - Butt Trumpet

Now that I'm strugglin in this business, by any means
Label me greedy gettin green, but seldom seen
And fuck the world cause I'm cursed, I'm havin visions
of leavin here in a hearse, God can you feel me?
Take me away from all the pressure, and all the pain
Show me some happiness again, I'm goin blind
I spend my time in this cell, ain't livin well
I know my destiny is Hell, where did I fail?
My life is in denial, and when I die,
baptized in eternal fire I'll shed so many tears

Lord, I suffered through the years, and shed so many tears..
Lord, I lost so many peers, and shed so many tears

Now I'm lost and I'm weary, so many tears
I'm suicidal, so don't stand near me
My every move is a calculated step, to bring me closer
to embrace an early death, now there's nothin left
There was no mercy on the streets, I couldn't rest
I'm barely standin, bout to go to pieces, screamin peace
And though my soul was deleted, I couldn't see it
I had my mind full of demons tryin to break free
They planted seeds and they hatched, sparkin the flame
inside my brain like a match, such a dirty game
No memories, just a misery
Paintin a picture of my enemies killin me, in my sleep
Will I survive til the mo'nin, to see the sun
Please Lord forgive me for my sins, cause here I come...
-tupac

My favorite song lyric: "You're so vain, you probably think this song is about you." - Carly Simon
Aw, yeah, that's a classic.


Also:

"And I find it kinda funny
I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had" - Michael Andrews, Mad World


"But this isn't chocolate boxes and roses
It's dirtier than that
Like some small animal that only comes out at night
And I see flashes of the shape of your breasts and the curve of your belly
And they make me have to sit down and catch my breath" - Pulp, F.e.e.l.i.n.g.c.a.l.l.e.d.l.o.v.e


"Get the kids and bring a sweater
Dry is good and wind is better
Count the years, you always knew it
Strike a match, go on and do it" - Shawn Colvin, Sunny came home


"and I went to see the doctor of philosophy
with a poster of Rasputin and a beard down to his knee
he never did marry or see a b-grade movie
he graded my performance, he said he could see through me
I spent four years prostrate to the higher mind
got my paper and I was free" - Indigo Girls, Closer to fine


And, of course, the entirety of the Barenaked Ladies' If I had a Million Dollars (http://tjshome.com/songlyrics/Barenaked_Ladies/If_I_had_a_Million_Dollars) :p

Well, there's an awful lot of them for me, but this is the one that jumps out at me ...

"Jesus is risen, and it's no surprise ... even he would
martyr his momma to ride to hell between those thighs.
The pressure is building, at the base of my spine ... if i gotta
sin to see her again, then i'm gonna lie, lie, lie ..."
-Rev. 22:20, Puscifer

Aw, yeah, that's a classic.


Also:

"And I find it kinda funny
I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had" - Michael Andrews, Mad World


Fuck me: were Tears For Fears all just some crazy sugar-fueled dream I had back in the eighties? For the sake of music as a whole I hope so.

(When we talk?) we better hope that it never cracks
All hell hit the ground all hard and under his back?
And the ground at the bottom of the ocean
where the dead do rise
You need proof? I got proof at the surface
You can watch them float by
Way in back of the room there sits a cage
It says to come, but you can win if you forget to change
Which you never can do
cos it's time to constantly change

For lack or luck---I guess that is the same
It's first page in the book of blue, it read:
"If you read this page, then that'll mean you're dead."
By but then it was too late
And he wound up on an island of shells
and bones, dead bodies and left (all alone)
And the one thing you can tell about human beings is this:
They ain't made of nothing but water and shit

What people are made of: Modest Mouse

Fuck me: were Tears For Fears all just some crazy sugar-fueled dream I had back in the eighties? For the sake of music as a whole I hope so.
Eh, but I do like the cover so much more...

Oh man, where to start?

"Universal truth is not measured in mass appeal" - Immortal Technique, Cause of Death

"'You look the way you do because you're special. Not the short bus way, I mean that God's gonna test you and all of this pain is training for the day when you will have to lead with the gift God gave to you. Grown folks don't see it but the babies do and there's a chance that you can save a few,'
And time will prove that she started my movement; she didn't tell me to take it - she told me to use it."
- Brother Ali, Picket Fence

"Now where I live there's a homeless man, he sits upon a crate. He makes a rusty trumpet sound like the music that angels make. Now if you ever come and visit me, I suggest you watch the show, tell him Aesop Rock sent ya just to hear his horn blow like this" - Aesop Rock, Battery (followed by trumpet solo)

"There's nothing scarier than the human stories I tell ghosts. Chilling accounts with my tongue frozen to bed posts. The catharsis of carcasses whenever threats are close shows a heartlessness that doesn't register in stethoscopes" - Sage Francis, Hey Bobby

"For real, I be diligently killin the soliloquies of these millipeds that try to pass themselves off as ill MC's; I weave a web of words so intricately that the English dictionary lacks an adjective to fit me" - Brother Ali, Champion

And this one, even though it barely makes sense, is just so cool. If you don't see why, just try saying it to yourself or download the song.

"Avid rap fanatic magic, add it and subtract it, Rabid mathematic patterns, the sporadic manic anthem static, cannot have a chance, enchanted random, valiant chantin' and some gallant cabbage grabbin' stackin' hammer slammin' captain stabbin' talent lackin' yackin' slackin' rappers, smackin' wacked ballads tackles actors slap 'em backwards savage at this bammer crap is damned and banished, ever-lavish fans will go bananas and command some Gab a master at this transcendental gathering of rhythm sticks."

-Blackalicious, Rhythm Sticks.

I have a hundred more but wanted to condense. Enjoy! :cool:

"And I find it kinda funny
I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had" - Michael Andrews, Mad WorldWHOA. That song camp up on iTunes literally the instant I started reading that section....weird.


My favorites:
"Walk a mile just to see her smile
Walk a mile just to rock for a while" -- Sublime, Slow Ride

"And if I can't, legally make a lot...
Then I gotta get, right back on the block...
And if it no work we do a stick-up and whip-up a concoction,
Might leave yo face down in the dirt because hurtin's not an option...
Gotta get that money man..." -- Twista, Sunshine

Angels sang out, in immaculate chorus,
Down from the heavens, descended Chuck Norris,
Who delivered a kick, that could shatter bones,
Into the crotch, of Indiana Jones,
Who fell to the ground, writhing in pain,
As Batman turned back, into Bruce Wayne,
But Chuck saw through, his clever disguise,
And crushed Batman's head, in between his thighs.

- "The Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny" by Lemon Demon

WHOA. That song camp up on iTunes literally the instant I started reading that section....weird.
Witness my Awesome Powers™. :p

"'You look the way you do because you're special. Not the short bus way This made me crack up. Heh.
And I love your other picks.

Witness my Awesome Powers™. :pI suppose now that I think about it, that wasn't that unlikely...after all, chances are people are going to have songs they both like, so with multiple people that chance increases. The average NSer listens to music while on the forums (I'm guessing), so I suppose it was bound to happen.:cool:

This has been my favorite lyric ever since i heard it 9 years ago. Many other lyrics have been meaningful to me, but none have passed this one.


Dream Theater
A Change of Seasons - 3rd Movement : Carpe Diem

I'll always remember
The chill of November
The news of the fall
The sounds in the hall
The clock on the wall
Ticking away
"Seize the Day"
I heard him say
Life will not always be this way
Look around
Hear the sounds
Cherish your life
While you're still around

I suppose now that I think about it, that wasn't that unlikely...after all, chances are people are going to have songs they both like, so with multiple people that chance increases. The average NSer listens to music while on the forums (I'm guessing), so I suppose it was bound to happen.:cool:

Aww. :( *trudges off to sell her Awesome Powers™ on eBay*

Uuum...
Sugar we're going down down down... ;)

Mine-
"Why dont you ask the kids at Tiananmen square
was fasion the reason why they were there
they disguised and hypnotized it
television made you buy it
im just sitting in my car and waiting for my
she's scared that i will take here away from there
dreams and her county left with no one there
mesmereize the simple minded
propoganda leaves us blinded....."
"Hypnotize" System of a Down

"Oh, how wrong we were to think
That immortality meant never dying"

-My Chemical Romance

Uuum...
Sugar we're going down down down... ;)
lol;) :sniper:

"Oh, how wrong we were to think
That immortality meant never dying"

-My Chemical Romance
my friend loves that band...never really liked 'em much myself though

"Oh, how wrong we were to think
That immortality meant never dying"

-My Chemical Romance
Eww, My Chemical Romance.:(

hmm.........I have to think about that..........

I have a lot of favorite songs, but not so much favorite lyrics, well, yeah the lyrics but they don't make sense without the song....

like
"So now I'm praying for the end of time
To hurry up and arrive
Cause if I gotta spend another minute with you
I don't think that I can really survive
I'll never break my promise or forget my vow
But God only knows what I can do right now
I'm praying for the end of time
It's all that I can do
Praying for the end of time, so I can end my time with you!!!"
but it doesn't really make sense without the rest of the song. (http://www.qgm.com/meatloaf/lyrics/paradise.html)

oh and my anthem for today (let's be honest, this whole week) has been "The middle" by Jimmy Eat World.

"Live right now.
Yeah, just be yourself.
It doesn't matter if it's good enough for someone else."

Agathodaimon-Serpents Embrace

just one of those sweet songs that gets you right here *you can choose where to point*

"She was the dawn of a new day
But all it brought was pure dismay

The sky and sun turned black
Nailed black as ebony
And there was no turning back
No turning back

A golden sun in past times, floating high above
Looking back from now, a collection of strange days, for love

And at time I realized
Everything must surely end - some day

Darkness waiting in her eyes
Darkness waiting in her gaze
She gave birth to a worm of lies
A place of shadows mourn
A soul eater - serpent's embrace

Every dawn of a new day
Too far away, but death in cheap
There's a giant, black sun below
Maybe just below the ground, about six feet deep
Beneath the undertow"

"And I find it kinda funny
I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had" - Michael Andrews, Mad World\

Isn't that Gary Jules? Or is Gary Jules a stage name for Michael Andrews.

This has been my favorite lyric ever since i heard it 9 years ago. Many other lyrics have been meaningful to me, but none have passed this one.


Dream Theater
A Change of Seasons - 3rd Movement : Carpe Diem

I'll always remember
The chill of November
The news of the fall
The sounds in the hall
The clock on the wall
Ticking away
"Seize the Day"
I heard him say
Life will not always be this way
Look around
Hear the sounds
Cherish your life
While you're still around

Sailing on the seven sieze the day tripper diems ready jack the ripper owens wislon phillips ad my supper's ready lucy in the sky with diamond dave's not here I come to save the day for nightmare cinema show me the way to get back home again


Oh, and another good one is
My neck, my back
Lick my [censored] and my [censored]
I laughed when I heard that, so hard.

Isn't that Gary Jules? Or is Gary Jules a stage name for Michael Andrews.
It's actually "Michael Andrews feat. Gary Jules", since Andrews wrote (i.e. covered) the song and Jules sang it. Which means that it'd make more sense to either say the complete name or just Gary Jules. But I've somehow gotten used to just Michael Andrews, so Michael Andrews it is. What can I say - sometimes making sense is overrated.

It's actually "Michael Andrews feat. Gary Jules", since Andrews wrote (i.e. covered) the song and Jules sang it. Which means that it'd make more sense to either say the complete name or just Gary Jules. But I've somehow gotten used to just Michael Andrews, so Michael Andrews it is. What can I say - sometimes making sense is overrated.

Writing is not covering. They are actually the exact opposite. You are saying Andrews wrote the song and Gary Jules perfomed it, yes?

Madonna


Vogue

by Madonna
what at you looking at?

Strike a pose
Strike a pose
Vogue, vogue, vogue
Vogue, vogue, vogue

Look around everywhere you turn is heartache
It's everywhere that you go [look around]
You try everything you can to escape
The pain of life that you know [life that you know]

When all else fails and you long to be
Something better than you are today
I know a place where you can get away
It's called a dance floor, and here's what it's for, so

CHORUS:
Come on, vogue
Let your body move to the music
[move to the music]
Hey, hey, hey
Come on, vogue
Let your body go with the flow [go with the flow]
You know you can do it

All you need is your own imagination
So use it that's what it's for [that's what it's for]
Go inside, for your finest inspiration
Your dreams will open the door [open up the door]

It makes no difference if you're black or white
If you're a boy or a girl
If the music's pumping it will give you new life
You're a superstar, yes, that's what you are,
you know it

Come on, vogue
Let your body groove to the music
[groove to the music]
Hey, hey, hey
Come on, vogue
Let your body go with the flow [go with the flow]
You know you can do it

Beauty's where you find it
Not just where you bump and grind it
Soul is in the musical
That's where I feel so beautiful
Magical, life's a ball
So get up on the dance floor

CHORUS

Vogue, [Vogue]
Beauty's where you find it
[move to the music]
Vogue, [Vogue]
Beauty's where you find it [go with the flow]

Greta Garbo, and Monroe
Deitrich and DiMaggio
Marlon Brando, Jimmy Dean
On the cover of a magazine

Grace Kelly; Harlow, Jean
Picture of a beauty queen
Gene Kelly, Fred Astaire
Ginger Rodgers, dance on air

They had style, they had grace
Rita Hayworth gave good face
Lauren, Katherine, Lana too
Bette Davis, we love you

Ladies with an attitude
Fellows that were in the mood
Don't just stand there, let's get to it
Strike a pose, there's nothing to it

Vogue, vogue

Oooh, you've got to
Let your body move to the music
Oooh, you've got to just
Let your body go with the flow
Oooh, you've got to
Vogue

"I'm often worst at what I do best, and for this gift I feel blessed, our little group has always been and always will until the end."

Yeah,:headbang: I know it's cliche, but It describes the person I'm trying not to be so well.

Writing is not covering. They are actually the exact opposite. You are saying Andrews wrote the song and Gary Jules perfomed it, yes?
Um, yes. But can you really say he wrote it when the song is a cover?

"I'm often worst at what I do best, and for this gift I feel blessed, our little group has always been and always will until the end."

Yeah,:headbang: I know it's cliche, but It describes the person I'm trying not to be so well.
It's nice.

This has been my favorite lyric ever since i heard it 9 years ago. Many other lyrics have been meaningful to me, but none have passed this one.


Dream Theater
A Change of Seasons - 3rd Movement : Carpe Diem

I'll always remember
The chill of November
The news of the fall
The sounds in the hall
The clock on the wall
Ticking away
"Seize the Day"
I heard him say
Life will not always be this way
Look around
Hear the sounds
Cherish your life
While you're still around

I love Dream Theater and that's a great song one of my favorite lyrics too.

But my current favorite lyric is from the System of a Down Song, Soldier Side

Dead men lying on the bottom of the grave
Wondering when Savior comes
Is he gonna be saved
Maybe you're a sinner into your alternate life
Maybe you're a joker, maybe you deserve to die

They were crying when their sons left
God is wearing black
He's gone so far to find no hope
He's never coming back

They were crying when their sons left
All young men must go
He's come so far to find the truth
He's never going home

Young men standing on the top of their own graves
Wondering when Jesus comes
Are they gonna be saved
Cruelty to the winner, Bishop tells the King his lies
Maybe you're a mourner, maybe you deserve to die

They were crying when their sons left
God is wearing black
He's gone so far to find no hope
He's never coming back

They were crying when their sons left
All young men must go
He's come so far to find no truth
He's never going home

Welcome to the Soldier Side
Where there's no one here but me
People all grow up to die
There is no one here but me

Welcome to the Soldier Side
Where there's no one here but me
People on the soldier's side
There is no one here but me

"Dancing through life
swaying and sweeping
and always keeping cool

Life is fraughtless
when you're thoughtless
Those who don't try
never look foolish"

Sailing on the seven sieze the day tripper diems ready jack the ripper owens wislon phillips ad my supper's ready lucy in the sky with diamond dave's not here I come to save the day for nightmare cinema show me the way to get back home again

Octavarium was a better album than Train of Thought, although i liked the Live at the Budokan album.
The song itself is pretty cool.

You thought it would be great (2×)
But a good mind does not a good f--- make.
--The Fall, "In the Park", Grotesque (after the gramme) (There are better lines on the rest of that record, and others, but that sticks out.)

It takes strength to play the second fiddle well...
--The Fall, "Hexen Definitive; Strife Knot," Perverted by Language

You've got a way with words
That no-one else can emulate,
I don't think anyone's
That crazy to try,
...
You're an embarrassment,
To be so sick in reputation,
You should be quarantined,
And never let out,
Your behaviour's beyond belief,
It does not fear the burning question:
Good morning,
How're you going to live with yourself?
--The Verlaines, "Damn Shame," Some Disenchanted Evening

"I'm only waiting for the proper time to tell you
That it's impossible to get along with you
It's hard to look you in the face when we are talking
So it helps to have a mirror in the room

I've not been really looking forward to the performance
But there's my cue and there's a question on your face
Fortunately I have come across an answer
Which is go away
And do not leave a trace"

White Stripes, "There's No Home for You Here"

"My friends they were few
But to me they were true
All we were trying to do
Was just make it through
Always thought towards the future
But we shouldn't have cared
All the best things in life
We shared them right there."

G. Love and Special Sauce, "When We Meet Again"

"The process of belief is an elixir when you're weak
I must confess, at times I indulge it on the sneak
but generally my outlook's not so bleak
(and I'm not meek!)

[Chorus]
I'm materialist
a full-blown realist
(physical theorist)
and I guess I'm full of doubt,
but I'll gladly have it out with you
I'm materialist
I ain't no deist
it's there for all to see, so don't of hidden mysteries with me

Like Rome under Nero, our future's one big zero
Recycling the past to meet the immediate needs
And through it all we ramble forth with perservere and climb
Our mountains of regret to sow our seeds "

"Materialist" - Bad Religion

And "5th Commandment" by Protest the Hero (http://www.lyricsstyle.com/p/protestthehero/5thcommandment.html)

Writing is not covering. They are actually the exact opposite. You are saying Andrews wrote the song and Gary Jules perfomed it, yes?


Ahem. Try 'Roland Orzabal wrote the song'.

Der Hölle Rache kocht in meinem Herzen,
Tod und Verzweiflung flammet um mich her!
Fühlt nicht durch dich Sarastro Todesschmerzen,
So bist du meine Tochter nimmermehr.

Verstoßen sei auf ewig, verlassen sei auf ewig,
Zertrümmert sei'n auf ewig alle Bande der Natur,
Wenn nicht durch dich Sarastro wird erblassen!
Hort! Rachegötter! Hört der Mutter Schwur!

I still get goose bumps when I hear this part of Die Zauberflöte.

"Mr. Would you please help my pony" by WEEN is a contender for best lyrics.



Mister, would you please help my pony?
He's over there behind the tree
He's down in the dirt, would ya help him?
I think it's his lung

Mister would you please help my pony?
He's chewin' bark and not the leaves
He's cryin' like a baby, would you help him?
I think it's his lung

Mister, would you please help my pony?
He's down - He ain't gettin' up
He coughed up snot in the driveway
And I think his lung's fucked up
Pony, Pony, Pony

Mister, would you please help my pony?
He's over there lookin' at me
He can't talk because he's a pony
I think it's his lung

(Repeat first verse)

"Mr. Would you please help my pony" by WEEN is a contender for best lyrics.
What, no Even If You Don't?

FAVORITES
1st - Nickelback's If Everyone Cared (http://www.nickelback.com/nb/index.php?option=com_content&task=view&id=24&Itemid=5)
2nd - Nickelback's Next Contestant (http://www.nickelback.com/nb/index.php?option=com_content&task=view&id=26&Itemid=5)
3rd - Linkin' Park's Hit The Floor

What, no Even If You Don't?
Hmm, I don't know that one. How about Spinal Meningitis?

Why they wanna see my spine mommy?
Why they wanna see my spine?
It’s gonna hurt again mommy
Much worse than last time
Am I gonna see god, mommy?
Am I gonna die?
It really hurts mommy!
Am I gonna die?

Smile on mighty jesus
Spinal meningitis got me down

I’m feelin’ greasy mommy
Please don’t let me die
Stinky vaseline mommy!
Please don’t let me die
Am I gonna see god, mommy?
Am I gonna die?
It really hurts mommy!
Am I gonna die?

Smile on mighty jesus
Spinal meningitis got me down
Smile on mighty jesus
Spinal meningitis got me down

Hmm, I don't know that one. How about Spinal Meningitis?
Even If You Don't ... Ween
"I'm goin' crazy - trying to keep you sane
Taking my prescriptions, and forging my name

I was happy this morning
You finally got yourself dressed
Eating raw bacon
It's OK, I was still impressed

I love you - even if you don't
You've got your knife up to my throat
Why do you want to see me bleed?

Rooting through the garbage
For treasures in the trash pile
Seeing my expression
Would always make you smile

Please don't touch my phone book
My friends are getting pissed off
Wake 'em in the morning
Acting like a jerk off

I love you - even if you don't
You've got your knife up to my throat
Why do you want to see me bleed?

"(guitar solo)"

I love you - even if you don't
You've got your knife up to my throat
Why do you want to see me bleed?"

Nickleback...Linkin Park

*points and laughs*

Even If You Don't ... Ween
"I'm goin' crazy - trying to keep you sane
Taking my prescriptions, and forging my name

I was happy this morning
You finally got yourself dressed
Eating raw bacon
It's OK, I was still impressed

I love you - even if you don't
You've got your knife up to my throat
Why do you want to see me bleed?

Rooting through the garbage
For treasures in the trash pile
Seeing my expression
Would always make you smile

Please don't touch my phone book
My friends are getting pissed off
Wake 'em in the morning
Acting like a jerk off

I love you - even if you don't
You've got your knife up to my throat
Why do you want to see me bleed?

"(guitar solo)"

I love you - even if you don't
You've got your knife up to my throat
Why do you want to see me bleed?"
Nice. Which album is that on? Is it white pepper? I dont' have that one.

*points and laughs*
Oh please. Get a grip already. It's just a thread about people's favourite lyrics, not a hipness contest.

Oh please. Get a grip already. It's just a thread about people's favourite lyrics, not a hipness contest.

And it's just due shame, so untwist your knickers.

It's so nice to be insane
No one asks you to explain

"Angie Baby"
Helen Reddy


What can I say, it sums up my world so very well.

I fucked a sheep, I fucked a goat.
I ran my cock right down his throat, SO WHAT?


"So fucking what" Metallica

Just about anything from Sharron Krauss, whether she is singing about a guy getting stabbed, a guy getting hung or a guy blowing out his brains with a shotgun, her lyrics just fill me with a joy at life and an unyielding sense of optimism. A nice, cheery little ballad, "The Pale Prisoner":
My lady sits in a castle tower
And she's both pale and fair
A prisoner kept behind strong bars
And many a tear shed there

A lady alone in the castle tower
Her jailer is ruthless and dire
To rescue her I'd risk my life
Like those who have gone before

From her window she watches the world
Her view is broad and wide
A cloud of sand in the distance
As to her aid he rides

Past the gates where skewered on posts
A collection of terrified heads
All that remains of his predecessors
To fail is to end up dead

He enters the main castle hall
Where we servants work
Younger and more gentle than the rest
In pity to him I talk

Turn back, you have no hope
No one can set her free
If you value life, forget her
And ride away at top speed

He will not heed a warning
Up the stair he climbs
At the top of the tower a door
But no jailer will he find

The door will open to let him in
And like the others before
The lady he seeks he'll find
And in her hand, a sword

You'd rescue me, bold knight
You'd risk your life for me
But what leads you to believe
That I want to be free?

I'll be summoned by her bell
To clear the body from the floor
The door will shut; the key will turn
Left alone once more

Six more times slide in your eye, you think you're innocent, innocent
Pull back and assess the skinned sky, to see your innocence, innocence

Use just once and destroy, searching for answers, you'll never employ
Complete, become your vision now, it's the same as I am

It's just true incest now, deceive your sins again, you're innocent
Reflect the hate in your eyes, convex your down, concave you're in again

Use just once and destroy, searching for answers, you'll never employ
Complete, become your vision now, it's the same as I am

Just to see this love plan!

Hit reset, reset, time and time again
Hit reset, reset, time and time again

Sweat drenched hands, is it blood, fuck who cares?
I can not help the joy I'm feeling
Hurting you, you're beautiful when you cry
If you loved, you'd understand the way
Clever thoughts withstand and sway against your pain
I can't give, a thing, your way, to believe in, to believe in your heart
I’m sorry for this now but I have to hurt, I have to kill you

Corrosion of Conformity: Long Whip/Big America

Saw the news today, some D.C. suit
Try to break away, said he lost another million
Just another old man trying to pass a buck
With his dirty hand, good thing he knows his bible

Stick his ass in hell
Even better in this tiny cell
Make him understand the meaning
Of these words they try to preach
Just to keep them out of the nation's reach
I guess it's all for the better

Take it all away, take me
Won't you take me far away
Hey, hey, hey, what's that game you play
Will it make me richer
'Cause I do not have a dime and I hate to waste your time
Maybe I'm wrong but I think this whip is too long

Now I was barely 21 laying in a ditch
With a lonely gun so I gave my heart away
But I got it back today in a velvet box stamped USA
Now all the neighbors call me hero, hero

I'm gonna lose my mind so I buckled down
And did some crime, but it wasn't when they taught me
Hit the road in high pursuit, now I'm on the run
Just like the suit, didn't know it was this easy

Take it all away, take me
Won't you take me far away
Hey, hey, hey what's this game you play
Will it make me a poor man
'Cause I got an extra dime but I lose it every time
Maybe I'm wrong but I think this whip is too long

Hey, hey, hey, what's that game you play
Will it make me richer
'Cause I do not have a dime and I hate to waste your time
Maybe I'm wrong but I think this whip is too long

No more, no more,
See I can't seem to find the time to crawl across the line
But I can't stay here till I die

Actually, this wins:

This song is called Alice's Restaurant, and it's about Alice, and the
restaurant, but Alice's Restaurant is not the name of the restaurant,
that's just the name of the song, and that's why I called the song Alice's
Restaurant.

You can get anything you want at Alice's Restaurant
You can get anything you want at Alice's Restaurant
Walk right in it's around the back
Just a half a mile from the railroad track
You can get anything you want at Alice's Restaurant

Now it all started two Thanksgivings ago, was on - two years ago on
Thanksgiving, when my friend and I went up to visit Alice at the
restaurant, but Alice doesn't live in the restaurant, she lives in the
church nearby the restaurant, in the bell-tower, with her husband Ray and
Fasha the dog. And livin' in the bell tower like that, they got a lot of
room downstairs where the pews used to be in. Havin' all that room,
seein' as how they took out all the pews, they decided that they didn't
have to take out their garbage for a long time.

We got up there, we found all the garbage in there, and we decided it'd be
a friendly gesture for us to take the garbage down to the city dump. So
we took the half a ton of garbage, put it in the back of a red VW
microbus, took shovels and rakes and implements of destruction and headed
on toward the city dump.

Well we got there and there was a big sign and a chain across across the
dump saying, "Closed on Thanksgiving." And we had never heard of a dump
closed on Thanksgiving before, and with tears in our eyes we drove off
into the sunset looking for another place to put the garbage.

We didn't find one. Until we came to a side road, and off the side of the
side road there was another fifteen foot cliff and at the bottom of the
cliff there was another pile of garbage. And we decided that one big pile
is better than two little piles, and rather than bring that one up we
decided to throw our's down.

That's what we did, and drove back to the church, had a thanksgiving
dinner that couldn't be beat, went to sleep and didn't get up until the
next morning, when we got a phone call from officer Obie. He said, "Kid,
we found your name on an envelope at the bottom of a half a ton of
garbage, and just wanted to know if you had any information about it." And
I said, "Yes, sir, Officer Obie, I cannot tell a lie, I put that envelope
under that garbage."

After speaking to Obie for about fourty-five minutes on the telephone we
finally arrived at the truth of the matter and said that we had to go down
and pick up the garbage, and also had to go down and speak to him at the
police officer's station. So we got in the red VW microbus with the
shovels and rakes and implements of destruction and headed on toward the
police officer's station.

Now friends, there was only one or two things that Obie coulda done at
the police station, and the first was he could have given us a medal for
being so brave and honest on the telephone, which wasn't very likely, and
we didn't expect it, and the other thing was he could have bawled us out
and told us never to be see driving garbage around the vicinity again,
which is what we expected, but when we got to the police officer's station
there was a third possibility that we hadn't even counted upon, and we was
both immediately arrested. Handcuffed. And I said "Obie, I don't think I
can pick up the garbage with these handcuffs on." He said, "Shut up, kid.
Get in the back of the patrol car."

And that's what we did, sat in the back of the patrol car and drove to the
quote Scene of the Crime unquote. I want tell you about the town of
Stockbridge, Massachusets, where this happened here, they got three stop
signs, two police officers, and one police car, but when we got to the
Scene of the Crime there was five police officers and three police cars,
being the biggest crime of the last fifty years, and everybody wanted to
get in the newspaper story about it. And they was using up all kinds of
cop equipment that they had hanging around the police officer's station.
They was taking plaster tire tracks, foot prints, dog smelling prints, and
they took twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy photographs with circles
and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one explaining what each
one was to be used as evidence against us. Took pictures of the approach,
the getaway, the northwest corner the southwest corner and that's not to
mention the aerial photography.

After the ordeal, we went back to the jail. Obie said he was going to put
us in the cell. Said, "Kid, I'm going to put you in the cell, I want your
wallet and your belt." And I said, "Obie, I can understand you wanting my
wallet so I don't have any money to spend in the cell, but what do you
want my belt for?" And he said, "Kid, we don't want any hangings." I
said, "Obie, did you think I was going to hang myself for littering?"
Obie said he was making sure, and friends Obie was, cause he took out the
toilet seat so I couldn't hit myself over the head and drown, and he took
out the toilet paper so I couldn't bend the bars roll out the - roll the
toilet paper out the window, slide down the roll and have an escape. Obie
was making sure, and it was about four or five hours later that Alice
(remember Alice? It's a song about Alice), Alice came by and with a few
nasty words to Obie on the side, bailed us out of jail, and we went back
to the church, had a another thanksgiving dinner that couldn't be beat,
and didn't get up until the next morning, when we all had to go to court.

We walked in, sat down, Obie came in with the twenty seven eight-by-ten
colour glossy pictures with circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back
of each one, sat down. Man came in said, "All rise." We all stood up,
and Obie stood up with the twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy
pictures, and the judge walked in sat down with a seeing eye dog, and he
sat down, we sat down. Obie looked at the seeing eye dog, and then at the
twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy pictures with circles and arrows
and a paragraph on the back of each one, and looked at the seeing eye dog.
And then at twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy pictures with circles
and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one and began to cry,
'cause Obie came to the realization that it was a typical case of American
blind justice, and there wasn't nothing he could do about it, and the
judge wasn't going to look at the twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy
pictures with the circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each
one explaining what each one was to be used as evidence against us. And
we was fined $50 and had to pick up the garbage in the snow, but thats not
what I came to tell you about.

Came to talk about the draft.

They got a building down New York City, it's called Whitehall Street,
where you walk in, you get injected, inspected, detected, infected,
neglected and selected. I went down to get my physical examination one
day, and I walked in, I sat down, got good and drunk the night before, so
I looked and felt my best when I went in that morning. `Cause I wanted to
look like the all-American kid from New York City, man I wanted, I wanted
to feel like the all-, I wanted to be the all American kid from New York,
and I walked in, sat down, I was hung down, brung down, hung up, and all
kinds o' mean nasty ugly things. And I waked in and sat down and they gave
me a piece of paper, said, "Kid, see the phsychiatrist, room 604."

And I went up there, I said, "Shrink, I want to kill. I mean, I wanna, I
wanna kill. Kill. I wanna, I wanna see, I wanna see blood and gore and
guts and veins in my teeth. Eat dead burnt bodies. I mean kill, Kill,
KILL, KILL." And I started jumpin up and down yelling, "KILL, KILL," and
he started jumpin up and down with me and we was both jumping up and down
yelling, "KILL, KILL." And the sargent came over, pinned a medal on me,
sent me down the hall, said, "You're our boy."

Didn't feel too good about it.

Proceeded on down the hall gettin more injections, inspections,
detections, neglections and all kinds of stuff that they was doin' to me
at the thing there, and I was there for two hours, three hours, four
hours, I was there for a long time going through all kinds of mean nasty
ugly things and I was just having a tough time there, and they was
inspecting, injecting every single part of me, and they was leaving no
part untouched. Proceeded through, and when I finally came to the see the
last man, I walked in, walked in sat down after a whole big thing there,
and I walked up and said, "What do you want?" He said, "Kid, we only got
one question. Have you ever been arrested?"

And I proceeded to tell him the story of the Alice's Restaurant Massacre,
with full orchestration and five part harmony and stuff like that and all
the phenome... - and he stopped me right there and said, "Kid, did you ever
go to court?"

And I proceeded to tell him the story of the twenty seven eight-by-ten
colour glossy pictures with the circles and arrows and the paragraph on
the back of each one, and he stopped me right there and said, "Kid, I want
you to go and sit down on that bench that says Group W .... NOW kid!!"

And I, I walked over to the, to the bench there, and there is, Group W's
where they put you if you may not be moral enough to join the army after
committing your special crime, and there was all kinds of mean nasty ugly
looking people on the bench there. Mother rapers. Father stabbers. Father
rapers! Father rapers sitting right there on the bench next to me! And
they was mean and nasty and ugly and horrible crime-type guys sitting on the
bench next to me. And the meanest, ugliest, nastiest one, the meanest
father raper of them all, was coming over to me and he was mean 'n' ugly
'n' nasty 'n' horrible and all kind of things and he sat down next to me
and said, "Kid, whad'ya get?" I said, "I didn't get nothing, I had to pay
$50 and pick up the garbage." He said, "What were you arrested for, kid?"
And I said, "Littering." And they all moved away from me on the bench
there, and the hairy eyeball and all kinds of mean nasty things, till I
said, "And creating a nuisance." And they all came back, shook my hand,
and we had a great time on the bench, talkin about crime, mother stabbing,
father raping, all kinds of groovy things that we was talking about on the
bench. And everything was fine, we was smoking cigarettes and all kinds of
things, until the Sargeant came over, had some paper in his hand, held it
up and said.

"Kids, this-piece-of-paper's-got-47-words-37-sentences-58-words-we-wanna-
know-details-of-the-crime-time-of-the-crime-and-any-other-kind-of-thing-
you-gotta-say-pertaining-to-and-about-the-crime-I-want-to-know-arresting-
officer's-name-and-any-other-kind-of-thing-you-gotta-say", and talked for
forty-five minutes and nobody understood a word that he said, but we had
fun filling out the forms and playing with the pencils on the bench there,
and I filled out the massacre with the four part harmony, and wrote it
down there, just like it was, and everything was fine and I put down the
pencil, and I turned over the piece of paper, and there, there on the
other side, in the middle of the other side, away from everything else on
the other side, in parentheses, capital letters, quotated, read the
following words:

("KID, HAVE YOU REHABILITATED YOURSELF?")

I went over to the sargent, said, "Sargeant, you got a lot a damn gall to
ask me if I've rehabilitated myself, I mean, I mean, I mean that just, I'm
sittin' here on the bench, I mean I'm sittin here on the Group W bench
'cause you want to know if I'm moral enough join the army, burn women,
kids, houses and villages after bein' a litterbug." He looked at me and
said, "Kid, we don't like your kind, and we're gonna send you fingerprints
off to Washington."

And friends, somewhere in Washington enshrined in some little folder, is a
study in black and white of my fingerprints. And the only reason I'm
singing you this song now is cause you may know somebody in a similar
situation, or you may be in a similar situation, and if your in a
situation like that there's only one thing you can do and that's walk into
the shrink wherever you are ,just walk in say "Shrink, You can get
anything you want, at Alice's restaurant.". And walk out. You know, if
one person, just one person does it they may think he's really sick and
they won't take him. And if two people, two people do it, in harmony,
they may think they're both faggots and they won't take either of them.
And three people do it, three, can you imagine, three people walking in
singin a bar of Alice's Restaurant and walking out. They may think it's an
organization. And can you, can you imagine fifty people a day,I said
fifty people a day walking in singin a bar of Alice's Restaurant and
walking out. And friends they may thinks it's a movement.

And that's what it is , the Alice's Restaurant Anti-Massacre Movement, and
all you got to do to join is sing it the next time it come's around on the
guitar.

With feeling. So we'll wait for it to come around on the guitar, here and
sing it when it does. Here it comes.

You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant
You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant
Walk right in it's around the back
Just a half a mile from the railroad track
You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant

That was horrible. If you want to end war and stuff you got to sing loud.
I've been singing this song now for twenty five minutes. I could sing it
for another twenty five minutes. I'm not proud... or tired.

So we'll wait till it comes around again, and this time with four part
harmony and feeling.

We're just waitin' for it to come around is what we're doing.

All right now.

You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant
Excepting Alice
You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant
Walk right in it's around the back
Just a half a mile from the railroad track
You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant

Da da da da da da da dum
At Alice's Restaurant

"I, have made
Big decision
I'm
Gonna try, to nullify my life
when the blood
begins to flow
when it shoots up the dropper's neck

when I'm closing in on death"

//

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 tomorrow
Hey, mr tambourine man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey, mr tambourine man, play a song for me
in the jingle-jangle morning i'll come following you

//

Call me any name you like, I will never deny it
but,
Farewell, Angelina
the sky is errupting
and I must go where it is quiet.

"Even if my baby don't love me no more, I know her sister will."-Red House
, Jimi Hendrix
"Ain't no hangman gonna, he ain't gonna put a rope around me."Hey Joe, Jimi Hendrix
"Up and down that road, in our worn-out shoes, talkin' 'bout good things, singin' the blues."Life by the Drop, Stevie Ray Vaughan

Nice. Which album is that on? Is it white pepper? I dont' have that one.
Good guess!
I've got that one (I like it, but i came in late)
Also Quebec (i like that one, but it's obviously a later one)
and GodWeenSatan.
Plus an assortment of others.
The song i'm doing for the AWG from them is off White Pepper.
It's good if you don't mind all the Beatles influence (White - White Album ... Pepper - Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Heart's Club Band)
Perhaps Among His Tribe and The Argus off of Quebec.

It's hard tryin to pay the rent
Trying to make a dollar out of 15 cent

-2Pac

Manowar - Sword in the wind

I Surrender My Soul Odin Hear My Call
One Day I'll Sit Beside Your Throne In Valhalla's Great Hall
Like So Many Before Me I'll Die With Honor And Pride
The Right Of A Warrior Forever To Fight By Your Side
Send A Sign Raise The Sail Wave A Last Goodbye
Destiny Is Calling Immortality Be Mine

Call The Witch To Cast The Runes, Weave A Magic Spell
We Who Die In Battle Are Born Not For Heaven Not For Hell

We Are Sons Of Odin The Fire We Burn Inside
Is The Legacy Of Warrior Kings Who Reign Above In The Sky

I Will Lead The Charge My Sword Into The Wind
Sons Of Odin Fight To Die And Live Again
Viking Ships Cross The Sea, In Cold Wind, And Rain
Sail Into The Black Of Night Magic Stars Our Guiding Light

Today The Blood Of Battle Upon My Weapons Will Never Dry
Many I'll Send Into The Ground Laughing As They Die.

We Are Sons Of Odin The Fire We Burn Inside
Is The Legacy Of Warrior Kings Who Reign Above In The Sky

I Will Lead The Charge My Sword Into The Wind
Sons Of Odin Fight To Die And Live Again
Viking Ships Cross The Sea, In Cold Wind, And Rain
Sail Into The Black Of Night Magic Stars Our Guiding Light

Place My Body On A Ship And Burn It In The Sea
Let My Spirit Rise Valkries Carry Me
Take Me To Valhalla Where My Brothers Wait For Me
Fire Burning To The Sky My Spirit Will Never Die

I Will Lead The Charge My Sword Into The Wind
Sons Of Odin Fight To Die And Live Again
Viking Ships Cross The Sea, In Cold Wind, And Rain
Sail Into The Black Of Night Magic Stars Our Guiding Light

Timor et tremor venerunt super me,
et caligo cecidit super me,
miserere mei Domine,
miserere quoniam, in te confidit anima mea.

Exaudi Deus deprecationem meam
quia refugium meum es
tu adjutor fortis Domine
invocavi te non confundar.

When I was younger, so much younger than today
I lost my liberty for causing an affray
But now I'm older & much wiser than before
I've done my time & I ain't going back for more

Just Punks on alcohol, I drunk too much again
My mindless violence was the cause of all their pain
There's no excuse for the damage that I done
It could've gone too far, I could've killed someone

And now I realise the errors of my youth
I've left that life behind, coz now I know the truth
My eyes are open now, and I will only fight
If I can justify that what I do is right.

"So fucking what" MetallicaThat's a cover of a song by the Anti-Nowhere League.

That's a cover of a song by the Anti-Nowhere League.Holy shit! Do ANL know about that?!

Holy shit! Do ANL know about that?!Presumably, you know Metallica would be the last band to use another band's song without permission.

Presumably, you know Metallica would be the last band to use another band's song without permission.Yea right. Last I checked, they'd recorded at least 1 Misfits cover without getting permission first.

But I suspect ANL doesn't have control of the copyrights in this case. I'm gonna be severely pissed if they allowed that shithead outfit to use their material. I suspect they might face a rain of broken bottles some time soon, if that's the case.

Yea right. Last I checked, they'd recorded at least 1 Misfits cover without getting permission first.Really? I've never heard that.

But I suspect ANL doesn't have control of the copyrights in this case. I'm gonna be severely pissed if they allowed that shithead outfit to use their material. I suspect they might face a rain of broken bottles some time soon, if that's the case.Well, Metallica originally released the cover in 1991, so methinks it's a bit late to punish ANL for it now. Is ANL even still in existence?

Really? I've never heard that.Well, to be fair, I'm not 100% certain, more like 99%. I think the track they snagged was "Green Hell", an old Danzig thing. Metallica & him seems to get along grand, though, so I'm sure he doesn't mind.

Well, Metallica originally released the cover in 1991, so methinks it's a bit late to punish ANL for it now. Is ANL even still in existence?Haven't checked lately, but they were around last year. And really, it's never too late to throw shit at an Oi! band, especially over something like this.

But don't worry, I'll make sure there aren't mitigating circumstances, such as free copyrights, shared rights or some other oddity. Incidentially, wouldn't it be the hight of hypocrisy if it turns out the ANL material isn't protected?

I fucking hate Metallica. Dirty little cunts they are.

Well, to be fair, I'm not 100% certain, more like 99%. I think the track they snagged was "Green Hell", an old Danzig thing. Metallica & him seems to get along grand, though, so I'm sure he doesn't mind.It could have been, they did record a cover of that.

Haven't checked lately, but they were around last year. And really, it's never too late to throw shit at an Oi! band, especially over something like this.Ah, okay, just make sure they know why.
It's also good to find out that they're Oi!, now I can say I listen to a band from that genre.

But don't worry, I'll make sure there aren't mitigating circumstances, such as free copyrights, shared rights or some other oddity. Incidentially, wouldn't it be the hight of hypocrisy if it turns out the ANL material isn't protected?

I fucking hate Metallica. Dirty little cunts they are.Yes, please do so. Perhaps ANL doesn't believe in copyrights, or they don't own them? (as you said)

Ah, okay, just make sure they know why.
It's also good to find out that they're Oi!, now I can say I listen to a band from that genre.Heh, most of the well-known '82 stuff is Oi! Chances are you listen to quite a few Oi! bands. And if you don't, check out Angelic Upstarts, The Cockney Rejects & Sham 69.Yes, please do so. Perhaps ANL doesn't believe in copyrights, or they don't own them? (as you said)If I had to hazard a guess, it'd be that they don't control the copyrights. Much as I'd like to believe they've jumped through hoops to have their work unprotected, I have a hard time imagining they'd been organised enuff to do it.

Don't worry though, I won't jump the guys before I know something. I'll drop them an email. I've been meaning to for a while anyway.


Edited for more lyrical greatness:
He's a youth you can't avoid
It's the truth, it can't be destroyed
I'm a youth you can't avoid
It's the truth, it can't be destroyed
It's the truth you can't avoid
It's the truth, it can't be destroyed

I'm a youth, I'm the truth

I have many, but this is one.

Nichts ist für dich
nichts war für dich
nichts bleibt für dich
für immer....

Or the better version

Nichts ist für dich
nichts war für dich
nichts bleibt für dich
Flimmer

my favourite at the moment...
God will make a way
when there seems to be no way
he works in ways we cannot see
he will make a way for me

he will be my guide
hold me close and draw me tight
with love and strenth for each new day
god will make a way, god will make a way

OK, back by nearly no popular demand, more random underground lyrics!

"Took a right on Lindale, I'm getting near
But then the road became empty and the people disappeared
The clouds ran away, opened up the sky
And one by one I watched every constellation die
And there I was frozen, standin in my backyard
Face to face, eye to eye, starin at the last star
I should've known, walked all the way home
To find that she wasn't here, I'm still all alone."
-Atmosphere, "Always Coming Back Home To You"
^This entire song is filled with great lyrics.

"What don't kill me, will just me crazier
I'm so filthy, sorry you had to see me like this
I sold you a lie, that showed through my eyes
It told you to cry a stained glass suicide
They slowly chiseled down the walls we all hide behind
It's only time before your secrets become weekend headlines
But I'll be fine, suffocating on my own mask
I just wish I could forget how to read between the cracks"
-Eyedea, "Glass"

"I used to wonder about people who don't believe in themselves
But then I saw the way that they portrayed us to everyone else
They cursed us to only see the worst in ourselves
blind to the fact the whole time we were hurting ourselves"
-Immortal Technique, "Caught in the Hustle"

"Fell for every trick in the book
So we stop believing, in the long-lost Garden of Eden
Get off the cross! Of course we need the wood to burn a Godless heathen
Catch him red handed, only if his hands are bleeding"
-Sage Francis

"I like the snares loud enough to make your eyes blink from it
Only male with the Holy Grail, drink from it
I keep an eye on heaven and a ear to the street
And spread a thick layer of blood, sweat and tears on the beats"
-Brother Ali, "Shadows on the Sun"

OK, I'll stop there for now.

I Am The Cross
(Exhorder)

I am heartless
you will fear me day and
night
I reek of putrid mentality
and
my aura's exuding might
there is no way to stop me
so consider what you try
and just remember that I
am me
and I stand not by your
side

my mind retains no
sympathy
it's banished love, too
my lowest retaliation
keeps me over you
my children bear no
gladness
and soon they'll watch
you die
I am the cross, I am the
pain
that leaves your dying
eyes

cowardly you run from
me
but can't you see?
an entity of horror's
what I remain
to inflict abomination's
what I gain
recoil amongst your kin
they'll soon be crucified
in much the same manner
as the man you worship
died

I am the cross

waste not your time in
prayer
'cause nobody escapes my
wrath
the torn throats and
infants of the plagues
are just a trickle in the
tub of my blood bath
just who on earth do you
think you are
to challenge my immortal
ways
my indifference is real so
to my appeal
keep on digging your own
grave

and just when you
thought it was safe
to resist my reign the
pressure overrides
you simply don't
comprehend my ability
to nail you up at any time
place your hands
outstretched upon
the arms of wood carved
out for you
with a mallet's blow upon
the spikes
I hold you as if you were
the king of the Jews

A creature made of sunshine
Her eyes were like the sky
Rabbit howls like something old
As we twitch to a lullaby
The scapel shines in god's sunshine
The streetlights whisper pain
Down here near the poison stream
Our god has gone insane

Sunshine in the house of flames
She loves it where she gets it
But it's never felt the same
Surgery, in the house of dissection
When your candle burns out..I'll resurrect you
She runs
Through fields of daisies
Yeah, it's just a shame that they eat their own babies
Who cares
Cuz the air is free
When you get there will you kiss the dead for me?

There's blood on the moon and the summer is cold
There's love in the room
But baby that's getting old
There's blood on my face sittin' on uhh dead shore
A highway of emptiness and I'm getting bored

There's blood on the moon as we plan our escape
The goddess in bloom
Handcuffed and raped
There's blood in the bathtub baby
Murder the king
There's blood on the moon
There's blood on just about everything

Something cold is forced inside her
A tears spill down her cheek
Stillborn songs of a dead dreamer
Hymn's of a needle freak

With sunlight in her hair she smiles like she don't care
Her dreams of liquid blue
I cut my self again and again to remind myslef of you

She smiles like a child with flowers in her hair
With blood on her hands
Into the sun she stares
She feels it die
I heard her cry...
She smiles like a child with flowers in her hair
With blood on her hands
Into the sun she stares
She feels it die
I heard her cry...
Like the scream of the butterfly

Acid Bath - Scream Of The Butterfly

I can be as humble as the next guy
Or I can blink and make you crumble from the inside
I can be any nasty thing you ever dreamt a man could be

-They All Fall Down by SR-71

Soon they grew bored of their prey
The beast that can talk!
More like a freak/or publicity stunt.

-Trick of the Tail by Genesis

"Peace signs
Protest lines
Mean nothing to me"

Heresy, by Pantera.

My favorite only at this precise moment because the protest thread put it in my mind.

"Who needs this sentimental bullshit anyway?
I takes more than just a memory to make me cry."

"Forget your sing-along and your lullabies
Surrender to the city of the fireflies
Dance with the devil in beat with the band
To hell with all of you hand in hand
And now it's time to be gone, forever."
-"The March of the Black Queen"-Queen

"
Of war and peace the truth just twists
Its curfew gull just glides
Upon four-legged forest clouds
The cowboy angel rides
With his candle lit into the sun
Though its glow is waxed in black
All except when 'neath the trees of Eden

The lamppost stands with folded arms
Its iron claws attached
To curbs 'neath holes where babies wail
Though it shadows metal badge
All and all can only fall
With a crashing but meaningless blow
No sound ever comes from the Gates of Eden

The savage soldier sticks his head in sand
And then complains
Unto the shoeless hunter who's gone deaf
But still remains
Upon the beach where hound dogs bay
At ships with tattooed sails
Heading for the Gates of Eden

With a time-rusted compass blade
Aladdin and his lamp
Sits with Utopian hermit monks
Side saddle on the Golden Calf
And on their promises of paradise
You will not hear a laugh
All except inside the Gates of Eden

Relationships of ownership
They whisper in the wings
To those condemned to act accordingly
And wait for succeeding kings
And I try to harmonize with songs
The lonesome sparrow sings
There are no kings inside the Gates of Eden

The motorcycle black madonna
Two-wheeled gypsy queen
And her silver-studded phantom cause
The gray flannel dwarf to scream
As he weeps to wicked birds of prey
Who pick up on his bread crumb sins
And there are no sins inside the Gates of Eden

The kingdoms of Experience
In the precious wind they rot
While paupers change possessions
Each one wishing for what the other has got
And the princess and the prince
Discuss what's real and what is not
It doesn't matter inside the Gates of Eden

The foreign sun, it squints upon
A bed that is never mine
As friends and other strangers
From their fates try to resign
Leaving men wholly, totally free
To do anything they wish to do but die
And there are no trials inside the Gates of Eden

At dawn my lover comes to me
And tells me of her dreams
With no attempts to shovel the glimpse
Into the ditch of what each one means
At times I think there are no words
But these to tell what's true
And there are no truths outside the Gates of Eden"



Or quite possibly some other of the tens of Dylan lyrics I love. Maybe not that one... It just happened to be playing as I wrote this post.