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I see the darkness in your eyes
I taste darkness in your eyes
I'm headin' to the city of love
Blue city of love
Strange city of love

I see the light in your eyes
You preach light with your eyes
I'll take you to the city of love
Blue city of love
Strange city of love

Hide your eyes from me
Take reflection and you'll see
How I'm there in your mind
Working my way out

I see the darkness in your eyes
You're breathing the darkness in your eyes
We're now in the city of love
Blue city of love
Strange city of love

Hide your eyes from me
Take reflection and you'll see
How I'm there in your mind
Working my way out



:cool:
 
Rapture
Waiting to capture that moment
Postponement
Suspension of rational movement

And bang on the hour of twelve
To a forest clearing we'll delve
With guns to our heads
For we know
That Heaven awaits us

Dreaming of that perfect home by the Sun
Run! Christian, Run!

Roaming
Roaming from all tribulation

Leaving
Leaving behind all damnation

With women and children in line
The men will then gather behind
With knives to their throats
They'll depart on the midnight train to Jordan.

Still dreaming of that perfect home by the Sun
Run! Christian, Run!

Still wishing for that perfect home by the Sun
Come! Kingdom, Come!
 
I know you've suffered
But I don't want you to hide
It's cold and loveless
I won't let you be denied

Soothing
I'll make you feel pure
Trust me
You can be sure

I want to reconcile the violence in your heart
I want to recognise your beauty's not just a mask
I want to exorcise the demons from your past
I want to satisfy the undisclosed desires in your heart

You trick your lovers
That you're wicked and divine
You may be a sinner
But your innocence is mine

Please me
Show me how it's done
Tease me
You are the one

I want to reconcile the violence in your heart
I want to recognise your beauty's not just a mask
I want to exorcise the demons from your past
I want to satisfy the undisclosed desires in your heart

Please me
Show me how it's done
Trust me
You are the one

I want to reconcile the violence in your heart
I want to recognise your beauty's not just a mask
I want to exorcise the demons from your past
I want to satisfy the undisclosed desires in your heart
 
[ORPHANS]
It's the hard-knock life for us!
It's the hard-knock life for us!

[ANNIE]
'Steada treated,

[ORPHANS]
We get tricked!

[ANNIE]
'Steada kisses,

[ORPHANS]
We get kicked!

[ALL]
It's the hard-knock life!
Got no folks to speak of, so,
It's the hard-knock row we how!

[ANNIE]
Cotton blankets,

[ORPHANS]
'Steada of wool!

[ANNIE]
Empty Bellies

[ORPHANS]
'Steada of full!

[ALL]
It's the hard-knock life!

[ANNIE]
Don't if feel like the wind is always howl'n?

[KATE AND TESSIE]
Don't it seem like there's never any light!

[DUFFY AND JULY]
Once a day, don't you wanna throw the towel in?

[MOLLY AND PEPPER]
It's easier than puttin' up a fight.

[ANNIE]
No one's there when your dreams at night get creepy!
No one cares if you grow...of if you shrink!
No one dries when your eyes get wet an' weepy!

[ALL]
From all the cryin' you would think this place's a sink!
Ohhhh!!!!!!!
Empty belly life!
Rotten smelly life!
Full of sorrow life!
No tomorrow life!

[MOLLY]
Santa Claus we never see

[ANNIE]
Santa Claus, what's that?
Who's he?

[ALL]
No one cares for you a smidge
When you're in an orphanage!

[MOLLY]
(Making a whistling sound and imitating Miss. Hannigan)
You'll stay up till this dump shines
like the top of the Chrysler Building.

[ORPHANS]
Yank the whiskers from her chin
Jab her with a safety Pin
Make her drink a mickey finn
I love you, Miss Hannigan

[MOLLY]
(whistle) Get to work!
(whistle) Strip them beds!
(whistle) I said get to work!

[ALL]
It's the hard-knock life for us
It's the hard-knock life for us
No one cares for you a smidge
When your in an orphanage
It's the hard-knock life
It's the hard-knock life
It's the hard-knock life!
 
"Sunrise"

I used to hate the sun because it shone on everything I'd done.
Made me feel that all that I had done was overfill the ashtray of my life.
All my achievements in days of yore range from pathetic
to piss-poor, but all that's gonna change.
Because here comes sunrise. Yeah, here's your sunrise.
I used to hide from the sun, tried to live my whole life underground.
Why'd you have to rise & ruin all my fun?
Just turned over, closed the curtains on the day.
But here comes sunrise.
Yeah, here's your sunrise when you've been awake
all night long & you feel like crashing out at dawn.
But you've been awake all night, so why should you crash out at dawn?
 
O my heart
It's a fish out of water
O my heart
It's a fish on the rocks and it bakes in the bad sun
O my heart
It's a rock in the gutter
O my heart
It's a rocky grey boulder and it's stuck in the gutter

And I throw
My heart back to the ocean
But it don't go far
It comes back floating
And I watch it
Float up with the dead fish
But it ain't quite dead
It just is lifeless

O my heart
It's a house in tornado
O my heart
It's a house in the sky in the eye of tornado
O my heart
It's a roof in el nino
O my heart it's a roof made of straw in the jaw of el nino

And I pour
My heart a new foundation
But it don't set hard
It just stays shaking
And I scratch my name
I scrath my name in
But it don't set hard
It gets mixed back in

Bo ba bum
Bo ba bum
Ba ba bum
Bum
Bo ba bum
Bo ba bum
Bo ba bum
Bo ba bum
Bo ba bum
Bo ba bum

Oh my heart
It's a fish out of water
O my heart
It's a rock in the gutter
O my heart
It's a black in a rainbow
O my heart
It's so damn cold
So damn cold

And I throw
My heart into the fire
'Cause I want
To set my heart on fire
And I watch it
Touch the friendly embers
But the ice don't melt
In mid December

O my heart
It's a fish out of water
O my heart
It's a fish on the rocks and it bakes in the bad
Sun
 
When you're talkin to yourself
And nobody's home
You can fool yourself
You came in this world alone
(Alone)

So nobody ever told you baby
How it was gonna be
So what'll happen to you baby
Guess we'll have to wait and see
One, two

Old at heart but I'm only 28
And I'm much too young
To let love break my heart
Young at heart but it's getting much too late
To find ourselves so far apart


I don't know how you're s'posed
To find me lately
An what more could you ask from me
How could you say that I never needed you
When you took everything
Said you took everything from me


Young at heart an it gets so hard to wait
When no one I know can seem to help me now
Old at heart but I musn't hesitate
If I'm to find my own way out


Still talkin' to myself and nobody's home
(Alone)


So nobody ever told us baby
How it was gonna be
So what'll happen to us baby
Guess we'll have to wait and see


When I find out all the reasons
Maybe I'll find another way
Find another day
With all the changing seasons of my life
Maybe I'll get it right next time
An now that you've been broken down
Got your head out of the clouds
You're back down on the ground
And you don't talk so loud
An you don't walk so proud
Any more, and what for


Well I jumped into the river too many times
to make it home
I'm out here on my own, an drifting all alone
If it doesn't show give it time
To read between the lines
'Cause I see the storm getting closer
And the waves they get so high
Seems everything We've ever known's here
Why must it drift away and die


I'll never find anyone to replace you
Guess I'll have to make it thru, this time
Oh this time
Without you


I knew the storm was getting closer
And all my friends said I was high
But everything we've ever known's here
I never wanted it to die
 
Thank you, friends
Wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you
I'm so grateful for all the things you helped me do.

All the ladies and gentlemen
Who made this all so probable

Thank you, friends
I rejoice to the skies
Dear ones like you do the best i do
As far as can see my eyes

All the ladies and gentlemen
Who made this all so probable

Without my friends i got chaos
I'm often a bead of light.
Without my friends i'd be swept up high by the wind

Do, do.......

All the ladies and gentlemen (i said all)
All the ladies and gentlemen (i said all)
All the ladies and gentlemen
Who made this all so probable

Thank you friends (thank you again)
Thank you friends (thank you again)
Dear, dear friends (thank you again)
Thank you friends (thank you again)
And again, and again....
Never too late to start
 
There's a little animal, way up in the air
My nose and tongue are roving, but maybe it's not there
There's a little man now, in the middle of the earth
He gives himself these orders and let it all be burned

There are lots of makeshift wonders, seven in the world
Five of them will not be noticed and three will not be heard

There's a meal there's a window, there's a face that you can't see
You can keep what you've stolen, just give it back to me
I vow to taste my vengence, even if they're dead
Maybe his time is coming, and maybe he's better off
 
I wrote a poem on a dog biscuit
And your dog refused to look at it
So I got drunk and looked at the Empire State Building
It was no bigger than a nickel

And if it don't improve
Then I have to move
I never thought that I would end up here
Maybe I should just change my style
But I feel alright when you smile

I stayed at home on the Fourth of July
And I pulled the shades so I didn't have to see the sky
And I decided to have a Bed In
But I forgot to invite anybody

And when I fell asleep
The neighbors had a peep
I never thought that I would end up here
Maybe I should just change my style
But I feel alright when you smile
 
Tros y garreg gamfa gu,
Eto'n hoyw ac yn hy',
Fy anwylaf loerwen lanaf,
Dôf i'th weled yn dy dy.
Heb un anaf, clais na chlwyf,
Ar fy ffordd o'r rhyfel rwyf;
Cyfod babell ar y lôn,
Gwahodd yno wreng a ôn,
Gorfoleddus wlad sydd weddus
Pan ddaw Rhys i Ynys Môn.

Cafodd gormes farwol glwy,
Tudur yw ein brenin mwy,
Ffôl yw ceisio, neu ddyfeisio
Brenin arall meddent hwy.
Loerwen Lân fy aelwyd gu,
Ar fy nhaith rwyf i fy nhy;
Cwyd y Ddraig ar Graig-y-don,
Deffro delyn Cymru lon,
Gwyr y cennin, medd y brenin,
Gariodd iddo'r goron hon.
 
I was born my papa's son
A wanderin' eye and a smokin' gun
Now some of you would live through me
Lock me up and throw away the key
Or just find a place to hide away
Hope that I'll just go away

I feel alright – I feel alright tonight

I'll bring you precious contraband
And ancient tales from distant lands
Of conquerors and concubines and
Conjurers from darker times
Betrayal and conspiracy
Sacrilege and heresy

I got every thing you wont or need
Your darkest fear, your fondest dream
I ask you questions, tell you lies
Criticize and sympathize
Be careful what you wish for friend
Because I've been to hell and now I'm back again
 
I'm an American, boys, and I've come a long way,
I was born and bred in the USA.
So listen up close, I've get something to say,
Boys, I'm buying this round.
Well it took a little while but we're in this fight,
And we ain't going home 'til we've done what's right,
We're gonna drink Camden town dry tonight,
If I have to spend my last pound.

When I first got to London it was pourin' down rain,
Met a little girl in the field canteen,
Painted her name on the nose of my plane,
Six more missions I'm gone.
Well I asked if I could stay and she said that I might,
Then the warden came around yelling "Shut out the lights!"
Death rainin' out of the London night,
We made love 'til dawn.

But when Johnny come lately comes marching home,
With a chest full of medals and a G.I. loan,
They'll be waitin' at the station down in San Antone,
When johnny comes marching home.

My p-47 is a pretty good ship,
And she took a round coming cross the channel last trip.
I was thinking 'bout my baby and letting her rip,
Always got me through so far.
Well they can ship me all over this great big world,
But I'll never find nothing like my north end girl,
I'm taking her home with me one day, sir,
Soon as we win this war.

But when Johnny come lately comes marching home,
With a chest full of medals and a G.I. loan,
They'll be waitin' at the station down in San Antone,
When johnny comes marching home.

Now my granddaddy sang me this song,
Told me about London when the blitz was on,
How he married grandma and brought her back home,
A hero throughout his land.
Now I'm standing on a runway in San Diego
A couple purple hearts and I move a little slow,
There's nobody here, maybe nobody knows,
About a place called Vietnam.

But when Johnny come lately comes marching home,
With a chest full of medals and a G.I. loan,
They'll be waitin' at the station down in San Antone,
When johnny comes marching home.
 
My tune of the moment is the excellent Just A Man by the even more excellent Faith No More:

Sky is clear tonight
Sky is clear tomorrow
A star is out
I reach for one to sparkle in my hand
A star is out
I will not touch you, I am just a man
Sky is clear tonight
Sky is clear tomorrow
- And every night I shut my eyes
So I don't have to see the light
Shining so bright
I'll dream about a cloudy sky, a cloudy sky
"Man was born to love -
Though often he has sought
Like Icarus, to fly too high.
And far too lonely than he ought
To kiss the sum of east and west
And hold the world at his behest -
To hold the terrible power
To whom only gods are blessed -
But me, I am just a man"
- And every night I shut my eyes
So I don't have to see the light
Shining so bright
I'll dream about a cloudy sky, a cloudy sky
And every night I shut my eyes
But now I've got them open wide
You've fallen into my hands
And now you're burning me
You're burning me
 
I think you're old enough to know better
But i'm old enough to remember
(don't even trip........)
I won't use that stupid boy forever
(cross your heart and hope to die)

Don't even trip,
Don't get too big for your britches
(don't even trip........)
All these bones been jumping out of your closet
(you're not in your closet yet)
So blasé,
Don't turn and look the other way
(you wanna be a star)
You want to be a star
You're oh so near, yet oh so far

(don't even trip........)

You'll be back inside before the winter
On that long, long trip before december
(don't even trip........)
Don't be throwing stones at the window
(lock in peace and close your house?)

Don't even trip,
Don't get too big for your britches
(don't even trip........)
All these bones been jumping out of your closet
(you're not in your closet yet)
So blasé,
Don't turn and look the other way
(you've gotta have it all)
You've got to have it all
You're oh so near, yet oh so far

And i know that arseholes grow on trees but i'm here to trim the leaves
And i'm afraid
That you're still my friend
And you're just a piece of shit
But i can over-look it today
'cause you're still my friend

(don't even trip........)

Drop that gun, you aint't my fuckin hero
(don't even trip........)
You think its cool to be a fuckin zero
I can't believe i called you my amigo
(take a deep breath you'll be fine)

Speak up now
And one of you is a hundred loud?
(when you preach you come off)
When you preach,
They'll join you on the roofs and streets
(like crystal clear)
Crystal clear,
I'm hanging like a chandelier
(watching over you)
Watching over you,
I'll move you from a song to tears

And i know that arseholes grow on trees
But i'm gonna trim the leaves
And i can say
That you're still my friend
And you're still a piece of shit but i can over-look it today
'cause you're still my friend
And i know that arseholes grow on trees
But i'm here to trim the leaves
And i'm afraid
Are you still my friend?
And you're still a piece of shit but i can look the other way
'cause you're still my friend
(don't even trip........)
 
Why is marijuana not legal? Why is marijuana not legal?
It's a natural plant that grows in the dirt.
Do you know what's not natural?
80 year old dudes with hard-ons. That's not natural.
But we got pills for that.
We're dedicating all our medical
resources to keeping the old guys erect,
but we're putting people in jail for
something that grows in the dirt?

You know we have more prescription drugs now.
Every commercial that comes on TV is a prescription drug ad.
I can't watch TV for four minutes
without thinking I have five serious diseases.
Like: “Do you ever wake up tired in the morning?”
Oh my god I have this, write this down. Whatever it is, I have it.
Half the time I don't even know what the commercial is…
people running in fields or flying kites
or swimming in the ocean.
I'm like that is the greatest disease ever. How do you get that?
That disease comes with a hot chick and a puppy.

The schools now… It is all about
self-esteem in the schools now.
Build the kids' self-esteem,
make them feel good about themselves.
If everybody grows up with high self-esteem, who is going to dance in our strip clubs?
What's going to happen to our porno industry?
These women don't just grown on trees.
It takes lots of drunk dads missing dance recitals before you decide to blow a goat on the internet for fifty bucks.
And if that disappears, where does that leave me on a Friday night with my new high speed connection?

Masterminds are another word that comes up all the time.
You keep hearing about these terrorists masterminds that get killed in the middle east.
Terrorists masterminds.
Mastermind is sort of a lofty
way to describe what these guys do, don't you think?
They're not masterminds.
“OK, you take bomb, right?
And you put in your backpack. And you get on bus and you blow yourself up. Alright?”
“Why do I have to blow myself up? Why can't I just…”
“Who's the fucking mastermind here? Me or you?”

Americans, let's face it:
We've been a spoiled country for a long time.
Do you know what the number one health risk in America is?
Obesity. They say we're in the middle of an obesity epidemic.
An epidemic like it is polio.
Like we'll be telling our grand kids about it one day.
The Great Obesity Epidemic of 2004.
“How'd you get through it grandpa?”
“Oh, it was horrible Johnny,
there was cheesecake and pork chops everywhere.”

Nobody knows why were getting fatter? Look at our lifestyle.
I'll sit at a drive thru.
I'll sit there behind fifteen other cars instead of getting up to make the eight foot walk to the totally empty counter.
Everything is mega meal, super sized.
Want biggie fries, super sized, want to go large.
You want to have thirty burgers for a nickel
you fat mother fucker. There's room in the back. Take it!
Want a 55 gallon drum of Coke with that?
It's only three more cents.

Sometimes you have to suffer a little bit in your youth to motivate yourself to succeed in later life.
Do you think if Bill Gates got laid in high school,
do you think there'd be a Microsoft?
Of course not.
You got to spend a long time in your own locker with your underwear shoved up your ass before you start to think,
“You'll see. I'm going to take of the world of computers! I'll show them.”

We're in one of the richest countries in the world,
but the minimum wage is lower than it was thirty five years ago.
There are homeless people everywhere.
This homeless guy asked me for money the other day.
I was about to give it to him and then
I thought he was going to use it on drugs or alcohol.
And then I thought, that's what I'm going to use it on.
Why am I judging this poor bastard.
People love to judge homeless guys. Like if you give them money they're just going to waste it.
Well, he lives in a box, what do you want him to do?
Save it up and buy a wall unit?
Take a little run to the store for a throw rug and a CD rack?
He's homeless.
I walked behind this guy the other day.
A homeless guy asked him for money.
He looks right at the homeless guy
and says why don't you go get a job you bum.
People always say that to homeless guys like it is so easy.
This homeless guy was wearing
his underwear outside his pants.
Outside his pants.
I'm guessing his resume isn't all up to date.
I'm predicting some problems during the interview process.
I'm pretty sure even McDonalds has a
“underwear goes inside the pants” policy.
Not that they enforce it really strictly,
but technically I'm sure it is on the books.
 
Marseilles finest, Le Rat Luciano

Il y a trop de fachos résistants
Je n’ai que mon son pour les combattre
Je ne peux pas rester inerte, j’ai les nerfs à vif
L’hypocrisie m’énerve et mes frères arrivent
L’heure trace on a plus le temps
Je n’ai que mon sang pour les combattre
Accroché à la rive ou à la dérive
Je fous les gas dans mon biz’, j’reste sur le qui-vive
Pour nos mères, nos enfants
Pour notre fierté faut qu’on se tape
Tant que j'ai du jus, la France est en danger
Eh négro le fric peut vous pisser dessus

Oh eh oh
Le fait qu’on parte
Oh eh oh
Va falloir qu’on s’batte
Et si on dénonce Babylone
C’est qu’on n'a pas peur de ses hommes

Ca c'est le Round 1
Ok mesdames et monsieur, Round 2

Oh eh oh, chez nous la douce est légale
Drogue adrénaline c’est l’vice qui régale
Oh ah, là où les keufs manient l’illégal
Peine capitale car c’est pas le bon style
Oh eh oh, chez nous la zik est vitale
Panique 100° sous la dalle
Panique sous la chaleur des balles
Oh panique et vois où ca finis ta liberté

Refrain (x2)
Prie pour la fia, familia
Prie pour la fia
Touche pas à ma familia

Oh eh oh, je passe de l’homme à l’animal
Panique oh panique ils ont ouvert le bal
Oh ah je garde le risque de monter en grade
Monte la garde pour mon al mon alboy
Oh eh oh, partage de richesses inégales
Oh panique viens faire danser les sales
Panique soigner où ça fait mal
Oh panique j’écris pour que tu puisses respirer

J’investis dans le respect dans l’unité
Soldat jusqu’à la mort de nos libertés
Biens de nos grands y sont restés
Soldat jusqu’à la mort, le stylo chargé

Refrain (x2)

Dadoo
Ils disent le rap bandit, mélodie pour les bandits
Mêlés à tout ce bleu bandit qu’notre honneur est en fuite
Et qu’désormais c’est pas suite
Le messager en fuite
Ils disent qu’le rap c’est bandit
Alors qu’là bas c’est Gandhi
Ils veulent tuer le show
Ils veulent qu’on prenne l’eau
Ils veulent nous mettre low avec la violence sur le dos
Ils veulent casser l’flow, resserrer l’étau
Ils veulent nous mettre low avec la violence sur le dos
La jeunesse dans le trou
Je viens briser les cous, quitte à prendre des coups
Mais t’inquiète on tient debout
C’est pour mes donnes et mes fous
Mes voix feignent pour les foules
Bédave mon flow t’inquiète, va te mettre cool
Dadoo anti-fachos, dadoo anti cachots
Matt anti-gachot qui va t’mettre cool
Ma parole pour les ghettos
Mes monts pour les mots
Pour mes girls et mes go, monte le niveau

 
Klytus, I'm bored. What play thing can you offer me today?

An obscure body in the S-K System, your majesty. The inhabitants refer to it as the planet Earth.

How peaceful it looks.

So make gardens, and eat the fruit of them, then...
And they shall also make gardens, and eat the fruit of them.
And I will plant them upon their land, which I have given them, your God.
And the mountains shall drop sweet wine and the hills shall melt.

And they shall build the waste cities and live in them.
And they shall plant vineyards, and drink the wine of them.
And live in them.
And they shall plant vineyards, and drink the wine of them.

And the mountains shall drop sweet wine and the hills shall melt.
And the treader of grapes shall overtake him who soweth seed.
And the mountains shall drop sweet wine and the hills shall melt.
And they shall plant vineyards, and drink the wine of them.
 
You and I fall together
You and I sleep alone
After all, things might be better
after one, and there's one that's long gone

For the moon you keep shootin'
Throw your rope up in the air
For the kids you stay together
You nap 'em and you slap 'em in a highchair
All you ever wanted was someone to take care of ya
All you're ever losin' is a little mascara

Afternoon, things are quiet
Settle back now if you can
Stations clip by like a rocket
Don't you worry if you wonder why he ran

All you ever wanted was someone to take care of ya
All you're ever losin' is a little mascara
that you cry
that you cry
that you cry
your eyes out

All you ever wanted was someone Ma'd be scared of
All your ever losin' is
A little mascara
That you cry
 
It echoes in my head
These words we've left unsaid
Those things to hard to hide
Still haunt me somewhere deep inside

I know that many others knew
Thin words that I can see right through
Fall between the cracks of what we once made
I'm silent but I feel betrayed

The words you sell, I'm just not buying
I've grown so sick and tired of always trying
It shouldn't be this hard, it shouldn't be this hard
To give you the benefit of the doubt
My patience has run out
And I would have followed you to our death
But now in pieces our friendship must rest

Am I just paranoid?
Am I so self-absorbed?
I hear them laugh at me
My best friend is the enemy

So just where the hell did it all go wrong?
Buried deep within this stupid song
Are the feelings that no words could say
When best friends become enemies

The words you sell, I'm just not buying
I've grown so sick and tired of always trying
It shouldn't be this hard, it shouldn't be this hard
To give you the benefit of the doubt
My patience has run out
And I would have followed you to my grave
But now I guess we're enemies

And I can't tell if you even care
I ignore the ice cold stare
That chills what's left inside of me
My best friend and my enemy

Where the hell did it all go wrong?
Where did we go wrong?
Where the hell did it all go wrong?
Where did we go wrong?
Where the hell did it all go wrong?
Where did we go wrong?
Ignoring words we left unsaid
Made enemies out of friends

Where the hell did it all go wrong?
Buried deep within this stupid song
Are the feelings that no words could say
When best friends become enemies

Where the hell did it all go wrong?
Where did we go wrong?
Ignoring words we left unsaid
Made enemies out of friends

Where the hell did it all go wrong?
Buried deep within this stupid song
Are the feelings that no words could say
When best friends become enemies
 
History repeats the old conceits
The glib replies the same defeats
Keep your finger on important issues
With crocodile tears and a pocketful of tissues

Im just the oily slick
On the windup world of the nervous tick
In a very fashionable hovel

I hang around dying to be tortured
Youll never be alone in the bone orchard
This battle with the bottle is nothing so novel

So in this almost empty gin palace
Through a two-way looking glass
You see your alice

You know she has no sense
For all your jealousy
In a sense she still smiles very sweetly

Charged with insults and flattery
Her body moves with malice
Do you have to be so cruel to be callous

And now you find you fit this identikit completely
You say you have no secrets
And then leave discreetly

I might make it californias fault
Be locked in genevas deepest vault
Just like the canals of mars and the great barrier reef
I come to you beyond belief

My hands were clammy and cunning
Shes been suitably stunning
But I know theres not a hope in hades
All the laddies cat call and wolf whistle
So-called gentlemen and ladies
Dog fight like rose and thistle

Ive got a feeling
Im going to get a lot of grief
Once this seemed so appealing
Now I am beyond belief
 
LORD, MR. FORD
(Dick Feller)
Jerry Reed - 1973

Preface:
Well, if you're one of the millions who own one of them gas drinking, piston clinking,
air polluting, smoke belching, four wheeled buggies from Detroit City, then pay attention;
I'm about to sing your song son.

Well, I'm not a man appointed judge
To bear ill-will and hold a grudge
But I think it's time I said me a few choice words
All about that demon automobile
A metal box with the polyglass wheel
The end result to the dream of Henry Ford
Well, I've got a car that's mine alone
That me and the finance company own
A ready made pile of manufactured grief
And if I ain't out of gas in the pouring rain
I'm a-changing a flat in a hurricane
I once spent three days lost on a cloverleaf
Well, it ain't just the smoke and the traffic jam
That makes me the bitter fool I am
But this four wheel buggy is a-dollaring me to death
For gas and oils and fluids and grease
And wires and tires and anti-freeze
And them accessories, well honey that's something else
Well, you can get a stereo tape and a color tv
Get a backseat bar and reclining seats
And just pay once a month, like you do your rent
Well, I figured it up and over a period of time
This four thousand dollar car of mine
Costs fourteen thousand dollars and ninety-nine cents
Well, now Lord Mr. Ford, I just wish that you could see
What your simple horseless carriage has become
Well, it seems your contribution to man
To say the least, got a little out of hand
Well, Lord Mr. Ford, what have you done

Now the average American father and mother
Own one whole car and half another
And I bet that half a car is a trick to buy, don't you?
But the thing that amazes me I guess
Is the way we measure a man's success
By the kind of an automobile he can afford to buy
Well now, red light, green light, traffic cop
Right turn, no turn, must turn, stop
Get out the credit card honey, we're out of gas
Well, now all the car's placed end to end
Would reach to the moon and back again
And there'd probably be some fool pull out to pass
Well now, how I yearn for the good old days
Without that carbon monoxide haze
A-hanging over the roar of the interstate
Well, if the Lord that made the moon and stars
Would have meant for me and you to have cars
He'd have seen that we was all born with a parking space
Lord Mr. Ford, I just wish that you could see
What your simple horseless carriage has become
Well, it seems your contribution to man
To say the least, got a little out of hand
Well, Lord Mr. Ford, what have you done
Come away with me Lucille
In my smoking, choking automobile
 
The Drifters

This magic moment
So different and so new
Was like any other
Until I met you
And then it happened
It took me by suprise
I knew that you felt it too
I could see it by the look in your eyes

Sweeter than wine
Softer than a summer's night
Everything I want, I have
Whenever I hold you tight

This magic moment,
While your lips are close to mine,
Will last forever,
Forever, 'til the end of time

So why won't you dance with me?
Why won't you dance with me?

This magic moment
So different and so new
Was like any other
Until I met you

And then it happened
It took me by suprise
I knew that you felt it too
I could see it by the look in your eyes

Sweeter than wine
Softer than a summer's night
Everything I want, I have
Whenever I hold you tight




fuckin classic song :cool:

 
A modern-day warrior
Mean mean stride
Today's Tom Sawyer
Mean mean pride

Though his mind is not for rent
Don't put him down as arrogant
His reserve, a quiet defense
Riding out the day's events
The river

What you say about his company
Is what you say about society
Catch the mist, catch the myth
Catch the mystery, catch the drift

The world is, the world is
Love and life are deep
Maybe as his skies are wide

Today's Tom Sawyer
He gets high on you
And the space he invades
He gets by on you

No his mind is not for rent
To any God or government
Always hopeful, yet discontent
He knows changes aren't permanent
But change is

And what you say about his company
Is what you say about society
Catch the witness, catch the wit
Catch the spirit, catch the spit

The world is, the world is
Love and life are deep
Maybe as his eyes are wide

Exit the warrior
Today's Tom Tawyer
He gets high on you
And the energy you trade
He gets right on to the friction of the day
 
We must play our lives like soldiers in the field
But life is short i'm running faster all the time
Strength and beauty destined to decay
So cut the rose in full bloom

'til the fearless come and the act is done
A love like blood, a love like blood

Everyday through all frustration and despair
Love and hate fight with burning hearts
'til legends live and man is god again
(and self-preservation rules the day no more)

We must dream of promised lands and fields
That never fade in season
As we move towards no end we learn to die
Red tears are shed on grey
 
When there's nowhere else to run
Is there room for one more son
One more son

If you can hold on
If you can hold on, hold on

I wanna stand up, I wanna let go
You know, you know - no you don't, you don't

I wanna shine on in the hearts of men
I wanna mean it from the back of my broken hand

Another head aches, another heart breaks
I am so much older than I can take

And my affection, well it comes and goes
I need direction to perfection, no no no no

Help me out

Yeah, you know you got to help me out
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the back burner
You know you got to help me out, yeah

And when there's nowhere else to run
Is there room for one more son

These changes ain't changing me
The gold-hearted boy I used to be

Yeah, you know you got to help me out
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the back burner
You know you got to help me out, yeah
You're gonna bring yourself down

Yeah, you're gonna bring yourself down
Yeah, you're gonna bring yourself down


I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier

(one, two, hearts)

Yeah, you know you got to help me out
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the back burner
You know you got to help me out
You're gonna bring yourself down
You're gonna bring yourself down
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the back burner
You're gonna bring yourself down
Yeah, you're gonna bring yourself down

Over and in, last call for sin
While everyone's lost, the battle is won

With all these things that I've done
All these things that I've done

(times two hearts)

If you can hold on
If you can hold on


:cool::):cool:
 
I am nothing and should be everything
You're methadone pretty, surrender in pity
Intentional destruction germ
Eats your thoughts and make you happy

They wanna piece of your skin
Pump it safer than, than a suicide
Methadone pretty
Methadone pretty

Heart beats like a refuge machine
Pretty hostage mass, licensed to obey
Xerox days to acceptance
Decline accelerates into prejudice

They wanna piece of your skin
Pump it safer than, than a suicide
Methadone pretty
Methadone pretty

I accuse history, I accuse
I accuse history, I accuse
I accuse history
I accuse history, I accuse
I accuse history, I accuse
I don't need your history

Wreckage inside all that's real
Another bought product, no reality
Passive consumers with patrolled desires
Mindless countdown to retirement

They wanna piece of your skin
Pump it safer than, than a suicide
Gonna stay a terminal young thing
An' never gonna be methadone pretty

Methadone pretty
Methadone pretty
 
She was a girl from Birmingham
She just had an abortion
She was a case of insanity
Her name was Pauline she lived in a tree
She was a no one who killed her baby
She sent her letters from the country
She was an animal she was a bloody disgrace

Body I'm not an animal
Body I'm not an animal

Dragged on a table in factory
Illegitimate place to be
In a packet in a lavatory
Die little baby screaming fucking bloody mess
It's not an animal it's an abortion

Body I'm not animal
Mummy I'm not an abortion

Throbbing squirm, gurgling bloody mess
I'm not an discharge, I'm not a loss in
Protein, I'm not a throbbing squirm

Fuck this and fuck that fuck it all and
Fuck the fucking brat
She don't wanna baby that looks like that
I don't wanna baby that looks like that
Body I'm not an animal
Body I'm not an abortion

Body I'm not an animal
An animal
I'm not an animal...
I'm not an abortion...

Mummy ugh
 
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
yeah
you were smiling by my table
had to call up everyone that day
beautiful mind and body
what a happy image i see
my mind had been enabled
in the memory you overflow
wanna be your super hero
even if i tumble fall

i'm ok
you have that affect on me
but i need you desperatly
you know i need you desperatly

brick stone
cannot hurt me
mad man
around the city goes
they attack
i bring 'em down
or make thier chances
super low
my, my pretty navel
dimple cheek,
her face i adore
wanna be your super hero
falling from a running horse

i'm ok
you have that affect on me
but i need you desperatly
you know i need you desperatly

i halted that illusion
i'm not your average guy

other guys
they won't dare to
join the line
and order you back
when i introduce me to you
my face had turned to super red
your steady
beck and call boy
playing on piano
wanna be your super hero
i'm not afraid to tumble or...

i'm ok
cause you have that affect on me
but i need you desperately
you know i need you desperately
i'm ok
you have that affect on me
but i need you desperatly
you know i need you desperatly

i wanna be your super hero
baby i wanna be your super hero

yeah
oh yeah
oh yeah
 
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