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Just a small town girl
Living in a lonely world
She took the midnight train going anywhere
Just a city boy
Born and raised in South Detroit
He took the midnight train going anywhere

A singer in a smoky room
A smell of wine and cheap perfume
For a smile they can share the night
It goes on and on and on and on

Strangers, waiting, up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching in the night
Streetlight people, living just to find emotion
Hiding somewhere in the night

Working hard to get my fill
Everybody wants a thrill
Paying anything to roll the dice
Just one more time
Some will win, some will lose
Some were born to sing the blues
Oh the movie never ends
It goes on and on and on and on


Don't stop believing
Hold on to that feeling
Streetlight people
 
loved i two men
equally well
though they were diff'rent
as heaven and hell
one was an artist
one drove a truck
one would make love
the other would fuck
each treated me
the way he knew best
one held me lightly
one bruised my breast
and i responded
on two diff'rent levels
like children reacting
to angels and devils
one was a poet
who sang and read verse
one was a peasant
who drank and who cursed
before you decide
who's cruel and who's kind
let me explain
what i felt
in my heart and my mind
the artist was tender
but suffered from guilt
making him sorry
the following day
and he made me feel guilty
the very same way
in his bed on the following day
the other would take me
and feel no remorse
he'd wake with a smile
in the bed where we lay
and he made me smile
in the very same way
in his bed on the following day

the blow to my soul
by fear and taboos
cut deeper far
than a bodily bruise
and the one who was gentle
hurt me much more
than the one who was rough
and made love on the floor
 
can't quite work all the lyrics out...so...

that cry baby son of a bitch
no talent motherfucker
bastard-ass dickhead...

erm...something something....writing boring songs like "suedehead"..

something...

kick the habit,
guess by now,
i hate the guy of course,
one more thing i forgot to mention,
MORRISSEY RIDES A COCKHORSE!!!!

:D

just downloaded this song - i used to dance to it all the time at the indie nights as a yoot :D
 
Its getting near dawn,
When lights close their tired eyes.
Ill soon be with you my love,
To give you my dawn surprise.
Ill be with you darling soon,
Ill be with you when the stars start falling.

Ive been waiting so long
To be where Im going
In the sunshine of your love.

Im with you my love,
The lights shining through on you.
Yes, Im with you my love,
Its the morning and just we two.
Ill stay with you darling now,
Ill stay with you till my seas are dried up.

Ive been waiting so long
Ive been waiting so long
Ive been waiting so long
To be where Im going
In the sunshine of your love
 
i'm still listening to "milesy is a cunt" (vide supra). i always listen to "milesy is a cunt" at some point, every day, even if it's only for a little bit.
 
The usual dreams, the usual schemes.
Same lost feelings, same bad day dreams.
Only unreal and delirious.
Out of breath and I'm out of luck.

Sometimes, when I wake up slowly,
Paralysed by the fears within me,
Waiting for today to happen,
Waiting for a vague impression,
Waiting for today to happen,
Waiting here with nothing but disaster.

Nailed tight to this bed forever,
Turn out the lights, tomorrow whatever.

I'm so hung over here with sleep,
All I want to do is dream and dream and dream.
Just lie down and never leave,
Put myself here at your knees.

Sometimes, when I wake up slowly,
Paralysed, by the fears within me.
Waiting for today to happen
Waiting for a vague impression,
Waiting for today to happen,
Waiting here with nothing but disaster.

Nailed tight, to this bed forever,
Turn out the light tomorrow whatever.Sometimes, when I wake up slowly,
Paralysed, by the fears within me.
Waiting for today to happen
Waiting for a vague impression,
Waiting for today to happen,
Waiting here with nothing but disaster.
 
cripple fight
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some breakcore gabba thing :D
 
Sage Francis - Runaways Lyrics

And this is where some go
to avoid the
sunrays and the noise of subways
Emerging introverted,
unemployed and unshaved
I've got multiple
personalities and my inner children are runaways

(And
I know...)
State is not an ocean, not an island, not a
road
If I don't know where I come from
How do I
know where to go?
It's not where you're from, not
where you're at
It's where your going... and I am
going home...
To the land of the lost souls
Feeling a
loneliness that really only exists in abandoned foster homes
 
identity
it's the crisis can't you see
identity
identity
when you look in the mirror do you see your self
do you see yourself on the tv screen
do you see yourself in the magazines
when you see yourself does it make you scream

identity
it's the crisis can't you see
identity
identity
when you look in the mirror do you smash it quick
do you take the glass and slash your wrist
did you do it for fame did you do it in a fit
did you do it before you read about it

identity
it's the crisis can't you see
identity
identity

yeah !
 
I'll love and leave you,
I believe I'm your friend and foe,
I'll make you better,
Get your butt on the bed, you know,
I'll take your love and give you life with the seeds I sow,
I'll do it better,
Make you all better.
I got a reason for the devil inside you know,
Get a ticket, get a gun and we'll run the show,
get a medal, get ahead and now you know
I got a reason, now I got a reason...
I got a reason, now I got a reason, yeah!
You mutherfuckers!
I got a reason, now I got a reason:

Ruff justice, ruff law!
Ruff justice, ruff law!
Ruff justice, ruff law!
Ruff justice, ruff law!
Gonna get the girl...
Gonna kill the baddies and save the entire planet!

I got the beauty of a cutey
Without the frills
You may not like it right now but I bet you will,
the kiss of danger is the way that I get my fill,
I got a purpose now, a special purpose...

Gonna get the girl...
Gonna kill the baddies and save the entire planet!
Let 'em have it!
Of this I'm sure,
My heart is pure,
Of this I'm sure,
My heart is pure you know,
Of this I will say,
Control is just a step away.

Gonna get the girl...
Gonna kill the baddies and save the entire planet!
 
This is a message to persons unknown
Persons in hiding. Persons unknown
Survival in silence
Isn't good enough no more
Keeping your mouth shut head in the sand
Terrorists and saboteurs
Each and every one of us
Hiding in shadows persons unknown

Hey there Mr. Average
You don't exist you never did
Hiding in shadows persons unknown
Habits of hiding
Soon will be the death of us
Dying in secret from poisons unknown
This is a message to persons unknown
Strangers and passers-by
Persons unknown
Turning a blind eye
Hope to go unrecognized
Keeping your secrets persons unknown

Housewives and prostitutes
Plumbers in boiler suits
Truants in coffee bars
Who think you're alone
Big men on building sites
Sick men in dressing gowns
Agents in motor cars
Who never go home
Women in factories
One parent families
Women in purdah
Persons unknown
Wild girls and criminals
Rotting in prison cells
Patients in corridors
Persons unknown
Statistics on balance sheets
Numbered and rubberstamped
Blind and invisible
You're lost in your homes
Liggers and layabouts
Lovers on roundabouts
Wake up in the morning
Persons unknown

Accountants in nylon shirts
Feminists in floral skirts
Nurses for when it hurts
Persons unknown
Astronauts and celibates
Deejays and hypocrites
Liars and lunatics
Persons unknown
Hopefuls on football pools
Teachers in empty schools
Kids into heroin not yet full grown
Typists and usherettes
Black men who can't forget
The lonely who long for
Persons unknown

Closet idealists
Baldheaded realists
Rastas and bikers
The voice on the phone
Pimps and economists
Royalty and communists
Rioters and pacifists
Persons unknown

Visionaries with coloured hair
Leather boys who just don't care
Garter girls with time to spare
Persons unknown
Judges with prejudice
Dissidents and anarchists
Policemen deal dirty tricks
To persons unknown
Strikers and pickets
Collectors of tickets
Radical architects
The queen on her throne
Soldiers in uniform
Sailors and stevedores
Beggars and bankers
Persons unknown
Football crowd hooligans
Bunking off school again
Workers down tools again
United's at home
Smokers with heart disease
Cleaners of lavatories
The old with their memories
Persons unknown

Flesh and blood is who we are
Flesh and blood are what we are
Flesh and blood is who we are
Our cover is blown...
 
Sunday is gloomy,
My hours are slumberless
Dearest the shadows
I live with are numberless
Little white flowers
Will never awaken you
Not where the black coaches
Sorrow has taken you
Angels have no thoughts
Of ever returning you
Wouldnt they be angry
If I thought of joining you?

Gloomy sunday

Gloomy is sunday,
With shadows I spend it all
My heart and i
Have decided to end it all
Soon therell be candles
And prayers that are said I know
But let them not weep
Let them know that Im glad to go
Death is no dream
For in death Im caressin you
With the last breath of my soul
Ill be blessin you

Gloomy sunday

Dreaming, I was only dreaming
I wake and I find you asleep
In the deep of my heart here
Darling I hope
That my dream never haunted you
My heart is tellin you
How much I wanted you
Gloomy sunday

http://www.twitchfilm.net/mixtapeofdoom/kerst/suicide/15 Billie Holiday - Gloomy Sunday.mp3

aparently this song has been connected to over 100 suicides.... :eek:

http://www.phespirit.info/gloomysunday/article_01.htm
 
Invocal, Small Anxious Waltz. If I were ever to get married (which I'm not), I;d want this as my wedding waltz. (Probably for the best that I'm not getting married, then).


I've been stuck in the moment for hours,
And still there's no sign of a hole in the ground for me
No!
What have I done?
The words came out wrong
My nerve has disowned me and gone.

What have I done?

You've a house full of unfinished things,
Half an inch oh shampoo in a dozen containers
I laugh!
What chance have we?
If you cannot see
When something's as good as empty.

What chance have we?

When I met you I found you astounding
So promptly behaved like a moron around you
Oh God!
Why am I me?
Why can't I just be
A bit less inept socially.

Why am I me?

My folks came to stay and saw you from the doorstep
Mum said "he looks gorgeous, is he in the forces?"
Oh Mum.
That's not a man.
You don't understand.
Don't wanna go through this again.

But that's not a man.

(INS)

When I see you I find you astounding
So Promptly behave like a moron around you
Although,
When we talk you glow,
Your nerves start to show
You're not that cool either, you know.

Perhaps we just go.
 
Gluttony for the UK
Its in your face Daily
Give a right sign increasing traffic lines
You show your glee for the shopping scheme

Cos I wanna be Gluttony

Many ways to get what you want
I'm abused at best
I abuse the rest
I use the PAYE
Cos I use Gluttony
Cos I, I wanna be gluttony

Resist the UN
Resist the Kyoto treaty
Resist the goodness of humankind
I thought it was a UK
Or just another currency
Another Council house sale

I wanna be gluttony

I get pissed to shut it all out
 
He breaks me down
He builds me up
He fills my cup
I like it rough

We fuss, we brawl
We rise, we fall
He comes in vain
But its okay

We do, I do
He knows the rules
He takes care of home (Hey, yeah)
Though hes not alone

Im on his knee
He keeps me clean
And gives me things
He makes me scream, yeah...

Hes so contagious
He turns my pages (Mmm...)
Hes got me anxious (Oh...)
Hes what Ive waited for

He keeps me guessin (Oh...)
Spontaneous
Hes so persuasive
And Im his lady (Oh...oh...)

Tonight is waitin (Tonight is waitin)
And I aint complainin (And I aint complainin)
Im entertainin (Im entertainin)
My number one thing and (My number one)

My back is achin (My back is achin)
From all love makin (From all love makin)
Oh, yes, Im taken
Aint no use in fakin (Oh)

My ups, my downs
My high and my lows
From head to toe
He makes me blow

He hits the spot
He makes me hot
Im all that hes got
And hes all that Ive got

Hes so contagious
He turns my pages
Hes got me anxious
Hes what Ive waited for

He keeps me guessin (He keeps me guessin)
Spontaneous (Spontaneous)
Hes so persuasive (So persuasive)
And Im his lady

Thinkin of a master plan
You know anything you need, baby, ask your man
You was there from a half a gram
Now its kilos to C notes, and high fashion brass
He ball like we own the world
The only concern is you my only girl
And when we sneak into chokes, breathin hard when Im squeezin you long
Keep it strong, but I gotta hit the streets when Im done
Its joy and pain when you try and get ahead of the game
Its fucked up, but you never complain
You just pray I dont killed when I hit the hood
Just another hundred mil and Imma quit for good
No more drug wars, trips to jail and shoot outs
To gettin loot out for boys in bail, theyll get you boot out
Just me and you, hour of sex and twisted
You O.G. to D.O.D. addicted

Hes so contagious
He turns my pages
Hes got me anxious
Hes what Ive waited for

He keeps me guessin
Spontaneous
Hes so persuasive (So persuasive)
And Im his lady (And Im his lady)

Hes so contagious
He turns my pages
Hes got me anxious
Hes what Ive waited for

He keeps me guessin
Spontaneous
Hes so persuasive
And Im his lady
 
You better listen
It's thin
It's a powder keg.
You better listen to me.
Take me home.
I don't want to go.
Take me back to the safe.
Know better.
You better listen.
It's a powder keg.
You better listen.
Retreat from Enniskillen
I had a dream
Bruised and covered
and going into [ ]
Manchester city center turnstyle
Take me back
I can't take the bus.
You know what they say.
You better listen
he's a powder keg.
You better listen to me
Sickening in its infection.
His radioactive radio-head drips with powder
His aura, round halo, thin.
Listen to me.
Thin.
Retreat.
[Red loaded] people avoid bad luck.
Hides away.
Confined to the university in the town.
Powder, retreat from Enniskillen
I don't want to go.
Take me back to town, Mark.
Don't you know, the town is a powder keg.
 
You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last
But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast
Yonder stands your orphan with his gun
Crying like a fire in the sun
Look out the saints are comin' through
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.

The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense
Take what you have gathered from coincidence
The empty handed painter from your streets
Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets
This sky, too, is folding under you
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.

All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home
Your empty handed armies, are all going home
Your lover who just walked out the door
Has taken all his blankets from the floor
The carpet, too, is moving under you
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.

Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you
Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you
The vagabond who's rapping at your door
Is standing in the clothes that you once wore
Strike another match, go start a new
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.
 
Let's play a game
Let's pretend for a second
You don't know who I am or what I do
Let's just put it to the side
I can feel your heart beating
I can hear you breathing
Look into your eyes
Trying to see into your mind
See into your soul
See, no limits to the levels
Me and you can go
When it's me, I take control
But it's something about you
That makes me wanna change
I like the way you dancing
And the way you play the game
I like the way you take away the pain
The way you tell me that you want it
Not saying a thing
The way you got me going
Got me going outta brains
I see us going at it
Going in and out of them lanes

I don't want your innocence
I don't want you to stutter
I don't want a commitment
I don't want you to suffer
I don't want your number
Baby, I want you to wonder
I want you to come up
Looking like something you wanna

Tell me, what you thinking about
When you got me waitng patiently
And usually, I don't have to wait for nobody
But there's something about you
That really got me feeling weak
And I'm trying to find the words to speak

Boy, I got my eyes on you
Tell me what you wanna do
I can picture you in my room
Until the morning
I don't even know your name
Boy, I need to know your name
I'm hoping that you feel the same
Tell me if you want it

I know you're gonna like it (I know)
So tell me how you want it (Tell me)
And you don't have to fight it (You don't)
Cause baby you're invited (Baby)
I know you're gonna like it (I know)
So tell me how you want it (Tell me)
And you don't have to fight it (You don't)
Cause baby you're invited (Baby)

You're dreams fullfilled
You're rockin with the best
- put your limits to the test
You're pulsating, your heart is beating outta your chest
You're hyperventilating, trying to catch your breath
(Don't stop)
I'm the first, I'm the next, I'm the end
I'm the boss, in your thoughts, that'll make your mind bend
Look how I approach you, look how I expose you
The - every move, now I know you
I don't wanna control you, I wanna console you
And do everything that I told you
Get high with me, come touch the sky with me
Fly with me, see life with new eyes with me
(Don't stop)
I'm the dream, I'm the one, I'm the reason you come
I'm a king, I'm a hung, I'm a beast
I'm the last thing your eyes see
The passion's inside me, it's yours
Now come try me, c'mon

Tell me, what you thinking about
When your hands is all on me
Cause I've been thinking about
All the possibilities
Ain't no other place that I really wanna be
Cause you're sweepin' me off my feet

Boy, I got my eyes on you
Tell me what you wanna do
I can picture you in my room
Until the morning
I don't even know your name
Boy, I need to know your name
I'm hoping that you feel the same
Tell me if you want it

I know you're gonna like it (I know)
So tell me how you want it (Tell me)
And you don't have to fight it (You don't)
Cause baby you're invited (Baby)
I know you're gonna like it (I know)
So tell me how you want it (Tell me)
And you don't have to fight it (Baby you're invited)
Cause baby you're invited (Baby)


I got a selection of the positions of affection
With no pressure
So tell me
Tell me how you want it, tell me how you want it babe
I got a selection of the positions of affection
With no pressure
So tell me
Tell me how you want it
Tell me how you want it babe

Do that shit do that shit do it
 
Deep down Louisiana close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
Who never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play the guitar just like a ringing a bell

Go go
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny go
Go
Johnny B. Goode

He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track
Oh, the engineerswould see him sitting in the shade
Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made
People passing by they would stop and say
Oh my that little country boy could play

Go go
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny go
Go
Johnny B. Goode

His mother told him "Someday you will be a man,
And you will be the leader of a big old band.
Many people coming from miles around
To hear you play your music when the sun go down
Maybe someday your name will be in lights
Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight."

Go go
Go Johnny go
Go go go Johnny go
Go go go Johnny go
Go go go Johnny go
Go
Johnny B. Goode
 
Nick Cave - Into My Arms

I don't believe in an interventionist God
But I know, darling, that you do
But if I did I would kneel down and ask Him
Not to intervene when it came to you
Not to touch a hair on your head
To leave you as you are
And if He felt He had to direct you
Then direct you into my arms

Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms

And I don't believe in the existence of angels
But looking at you I wonder if that's true
But if I did I would summon them together
And ask them to watch over you
To each burn a candle for you
To make bright and clear your path
And to walk, like Christ, in grace and love
And guide you into my arms

Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms

And I believe in Love
And I know that you do too
And I believe in some kind of path
That we can walk down, me and you
So keep your candlew burning
And make her journey bright and pure
That she will keep returning
Always and evermore

Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms
 
Twenty-nine years into life.
Some things, I still can get right.
Priorities may never be straight.
And that's always a topic for debate.

So I've made up my mind.
I shouldn't be loved.

I play in a band, I work when I'm home.
Why do I feel guilty for the shit that I've done?
I've opened some doors. Slammed just as many.
Opportunity's knocked. So, how can you blame me?
I'm trapped in a life that I have chosen.
My heart's growing colder yet harder to be broken.
Again and again. Again and again.
I'm chipping away at nothing.

So I've made up my mind.
I shouldn't be loved.
 
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