What lyrics are you listening to now?

[felixthecat]

Oh....oh (4x's)
Trouble comes in slowly
A neverlasting light come to shine all over me
Bright in the mornin'
Like all of heaven's love come to shine on me
And to you who never need
Fuck yourselves, I need some more room to breathe

Here comes the devil, prowl around
One whiskey for every ghost
And I'm sorry for what I've done
Cause it's me who knows what it cost

It breaks and it breathes, and it tears you apart
It bites and it bleeds
And this desert turns to ocean over me

Here come the devil, prowl around
One whiskey for every ghost
And I'm sorry for what I said
I said I just don't care anymore

A fool can feed on the notion
Sees and believes
And this desert turns to ocean over me

Trouble comes in slowly
A neverlasting light come to shine all over me
At the dead end to mornin' darlin'
With all of heaven's love come to shine on me

The fool that feeds on the notion
Sees and believes
And this desert turns to ocean over me

Here come the devil, buy the round
One whiskey for every ghost
And I'm sorry for what I done
Lord it's me who knows what it costs

The fool that feeds on the notion
Sees and believes
And this desert turns to ocean over me

Here come the devil, prowlin' round
One whiskey for every ghost
And I'm sorry for what I said
I said I just don't care anymore
It breaks and it breathes and it tears you apart
Gonna bite, gonna bleed
Til this desert turns to ocean over me

 

[rollinder]

When the president talks to God
Are the conversations brief or long?
Does he ask to rape our women’s' rights
And send poor farm kids off to die?
Does God suggest an oil hike
When the president talks to God?

When the president talks to God
Are the consonants all hard or soft?
Is he resolute all down the line?
Is every issue black or white?
Does what God say ever change his mind
When the president talks to God?

When the president talks to God
Does he fake that drawl or merely nod?
Agree which convicts should be killed?
Where prisons should be built and filled?
Which voter fraud must be concealed
When the president talks to God?

When the president talks to God
I wonder which one plays the better cop
We should find some jobs. the ghetto's broke
No, they're lazy, George, I say we don't
Just give 'em more liquor stores and dirty coke
That's what God recommends

When the president talks to God
Do they drink near beer and go play golf
While they pick which countries to invade
Which Muslim souls still can be saved?
I guess god just calls a spade a spade
When the president talks to God

When the president talks to God
Does he ever think that maybe he's not?
That that voice is just inside his head
When he kneels next to the presidential bed
Does he ever smell his own bullshit
When the president talks to God?

I doubt it

I doubt it

 

[rollinder]

My name is casanova
I'm basically a man
I have the head of a wolf
The appetite of an entire land
This song is going out to the girls
You're all looking fucking fine
Baby spread those shaking legs
Because I'm feeling fucking hungry tonight
I like to feed on broken hearts
There ain't no taste like lovers falling apart

If i offer to buy you a drink
Trust me when i say it's non-alcoholic
You're no good to me if you can't even speak
I don't want you passing out i want you sucking my dick
If i offer to buy you a drink
Trust me when i say it's non-alcoholic
I want you to wake up and remember my name
When you're washing my cum off your fucking face

My name is casanova
I'm basically a man
I have the head of a wolf
The appetite of an entire land
This song is going out to the girls
You're all looking well buff
I'm sick of all this long term shit
I just wanna fuck

My name is casanova
I'm nothing but a beast
Baby the way you're shaking those hips
Has got me ready for a fucking feast
This song is going out to the girls
I want to feel your body close against mine
Why waste time with conversation
When we can fuck for the rest of our lives

The hardest thing you'll ever learn
Is just to love and be loved in return

 

[rollinder]

As soon as you're born they make you feel small
by giving you no time instead of it all
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all.

They hit you at home and they hurt you at school
they hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool
till you so fuckin' crazy you can't follow their rules.

When they tortured you and scared you for twenty odd years
then they expect you to pick a career -
when you can't really function you so full of fear.

Keep you doped with religion, sex and TV
and think you're so clever and classless and free
but you're still fuckin' peasants as far as I can see.

There's a room at the top they are telling you still
but first you must learn how to smile as you kill
if you want to be like the folks on the hill.

A workingclass-hero is something to be -
if YOU want to be a hero; well then just
follow me.

 

[Sunspots]

The Clientele ~ Since K Got Over Me

Julia, I get on my knees
Speaking in tongues, a washed-out sun, in perfect clarity
But I get so delirious, I think my sides will split
Standing on the sidewalk, sometimes it's as if...

I don't think I'll be happy anyway
Just scratch out my name
And everything's so lucid and so creepy
Since K got over me

All my senses sharp, my hands are fists
I'm pretty tired of making lists
It's just this emptiness
I can't chase it away
When the evening paints the streets
When the evening paints the streets
It's like walking on a trampoline

I don't think I'll be happy anyway
Just scratch out my name
And everything's so vivid and so creepy
Since K got over me
Since K got over me...

There's a hole inside my skull
With warm air blowing in
Standing on the sidewalk,
Where do I begin?

I don't think I'll be happy anymore
I guess I closed that door
But every night is strange geometry
Since K got over me
Since K got over me...

 

[rollinder]

Yo, I was a fiend before I became a teen
I melted microphone instead of cones of ice cream
Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated
Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated
Shot grabbed the mic and try to say, " Yes y'all!"
They tried to take it, and say that I'm too small
Cool, 'Cause I don't get upset
I kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, then I jet
Back to the lab ...without a mic to grab
So then I add all the rhymes I had
One after the another one, then I make another one
To dis the opposite then ask if the brother's done
I get a craving like I fiend for nicotine
But I don't need a cigarette, know what I mean?
I'm raging, ripping up the stage and
Don't it sound amazing 'cause every rhyme is made and
Thought of, Cuz it's sort of...an addiction,
Magnatized by the mixing

E-F-F-E-C-T
A smooth operator operating correctly.
An E-F-F-E-C-T
A smooth operator operating correctly.
E-F-F-E-C-T
A smooth operator operating correctly.
An E-F-F-E-C-T
A smooth operator operating correctly.

But back to the problem, I gotta habit,
You can't solve it, you silly rabbit
The prescription is a hypertone that's thorough when
I fiend for a microphone like heroin
Soon as the bass kicks, I need a fix
Gimme a stage and a mic and a mix
And I'll put you in a mood or is it a state of
unawareness? Beware, it's the reanamator!
A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon
An assasinator, if the people ain't stepping
You see a part of me that you never seen
When I'm fiending for a microphone.
Cause I take it to the maximum, I can't relax see, I'm
Hype as a hyperchrondriac 'cause the rap be one
Hell of a antidote, something you can't smoke
More than dope, you're trying to move away but you can't, you're broke
More than cracked up, you should have backed up
For those who act up need to be more than smacked up

E-F-F-E-C-T
A smooth operator operating correctly.
An E-F-F-E-C-T
A smooth operator operating correctly.
An E-F-F-E-C-T
A smooth operator operating correctly.
An E-F-F-E-C-T
A smooth operator operating correctly.

A smooth operator operating correctly.
A smooth operator operating correctly.
A smooth operator operating correctly.
A smooth operator operating correctly.

Uh!

Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated ...originated
Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated ...complicated
Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated ...originated
Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated ...complicated
Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated ...originated
Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated ...complicated
Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated ...originated
Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated ...complicated
Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated
Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated
Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated
Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated
Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated
Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated
Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated
Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated

'Cause I'm an E-F-F-E-C-T
A smooth operator operating correctly
An E-F-F-E-C-T
A smooth operator operating correctly
An E-F-F-E-C-T
A smooth operator operating correctly
An E-F-F-E-C-T
A smooth operator operating correctly

A smooth operator operating correctly
A smooth operator operating correctly
A smooth operator operating correctly
'Cause I'm an E-F-F-E-C-T

 

[foamy]

Once I had a love and it was a gas
Soon turned out had a heart of glass
Seemed like the real thing, only to find
Mucho mistrust, love's gone behind
Once I had a love and it was divine
Soon found out I was losing my mind
It seemed like the real thing but I was so blind
Mucho mistrust, love's gone behind

In between
What I find is pleasing and I'm feeling fine
Love is so confusing there's no peace of mind
If I fear I'm losing you it's just no good
You teasing like you do

Once I had a love and it was a gas
Soon turned out had a heart of glass
Seemed like the real thing, only to find
Mucho mistrust, love's gone behind

Once I had a love and it was divine
Soon found out I was losing my mind
It seemed like the real thing but I was so blind
Mucho mistrust, love's gone behind

Lost inside
Adorable illusion and I cannot hide
I'm the one you're using, please don't push me aside
We coulda made it cruising, yeah

Yeah, riding high on love's true bluish light

Once I had a love and it was a gas
Soon turned out to be a pain in the ass
Seemed like the real thing only to find
Mucho mistrust, love's gone behind

 

[Firky]

My body is a cage
That keeps me from dancing with the one I love
But my mind holds the key
My body is a cage
That keeps me from dancing with the one I love
But my mind holds the key

I'm standing on the stage
Of fear and self-doubt
It's a hollow play
But they'll clap anyway

I'm living in an age
That calls darkness light
Though my language is dead
Still the shapes fill my head

I'm living in an age
Whose name I don't know
Though the fear keeps me moving
Still my heart beats so slow

My body is a cage
We take what we're given
Just because you've forgotten
Doesn't mean you're forgiven

I'm living in an age
Still turning in the night
But when I get to the doorway
There's no one in sight

I'm living in an age
Realizing I'm dancing
With the one I love
But my mind holds the key

Still next to me
My mind holds the key
Set my spirit free

 

[Firky]

Faith, you're driving me away
You do it everyday
You don't mean it
But it hurts like hell

My brain says I'm receiving pain
A lack of oxygen
From my life support
My iron lung

We're too young to fall asleep
Too cynical to speak
We are losing it
Can't you tell?

We scratch our eternal itch
A twentieth century bitch
And we are grateful for
Our iron lung

The head shrinkers
They want everything
My uncle Bill
My Belisha beacon
The head shrinkers
They want everything
My uncle Bill
My Belisha beacon

Suck, suck your teenage thumb
Toilet trained and dumb
When the power runs out
We'll just hum

This, this is our new song
Just like the last one
A total waste of time
My iron lung

The head shrinkers
They want everything
My uncle Bill
My Belisha beacon
The head shrinkers
They want everything
My uncle Bill
My Belisha beacon

And if you're frightened
You can be frightened
You can be, it's OK
And if you're frightened
You can be frightened
You can be, it's OK

The head shrinkers
They want everything
My uncle Bill
My Belisha beacon

 

[Firky]

This town dont feel mine
Im fast to get away

Far

I dressed you in her clothes
So drive me far away

It feels good to know youre all mine
Now drive me far away

I dont care where just far away

 

[rollinder]

Open your eyes, time to wake up
Enough is enough is enough is enough
Open your eyes, time to wake up
Enough is enough is enough is enough

Enough is enough is enough
Give the fascist man a gunshot
Enough is enough is enough
Give the fascist man a gunshot

You know Vienna, under heavy manners
What's going on? What the hell is going on?
We all sit waiting, waiting, for the tide to turn
The history lesson that we forgot to learn


Smoother words, smoother words
Nicer suits, nicer suits
Don't be fooled, they're still wearing jackboots
The words get tired when you hear them every day
The Nazis changed but they never went away


Open your eyes, time to wake up
Enough is enough is enough is enough
Open your eyes, time to wake up
Enough is enough is enough is enough


Enough is enough is enough
Give the fascist man a gunshot
Enough is enough is enough
Give the fascist man a gunshot


We got bored and tired, it wasn't hip anymore
They were playing our tune but it was clearing the dance floor
How many of us does it take to change a light-bulb?
Answer: it's easier to stay in the dark
So here we go again, same idea, different song
Where have all the anti-fascists gone?
The words get tired when you hear them every day
The Nazis changed but they never went away


Open your eyes, time to wake up
Enough is enough is enough is enough
Open your eyes, time to wake up
Enough is enough is enough is enough
Remember to kick it over, remember to kick it over


Open your eyes, time to wake up
Enough is enough is enough is enough
(repeats) Open your eyes, time to wake up
Open your eyes, give the fascist man a gunshot
Enough is enough is enough is enough
(repeats)


Remember to kick it over, remember to kick it over
Remember
Where have all the anti-fascists gone?
Remember to kick it over, remember to kick it over
Where have all the anti-fascists gone?
Remember to kick it over, remember to kick it over
Remember
Remember to kick it over, remember to kick it over
(repeats)

 

[lights.out.london]

Sitting here like uninvited company
Wallowing in my own obscenities
I share a cigarette with negativity
Sitting here like wet ashes
With xs in my eyes and drawing flies

 

[rollinder]

Dear God,
Hope you got the letter,
And I pray you can make it better down here.
I don't mean a big reduction in the price of beer,
But all the people that you made in your image,
See them starving on their feet,
'Cause they don't get enough to eat

From God,
I can't believe in you.

Dear God,
sorry to disturb you,
but I feel that I should be heard loud and clear.
We all need a big reduction in amount of tears,
And all the people that you made in your image,
See them fighting in the street,
'Cause they can't make opinions meet,
About God,
I can't believe in you.

Did you make disease, and the diamond blue?
Did you make mankind after we made you?
And the devil too!

Dear God,
Don't know if you noticed,
But your name is on a lot of quotes in this book.
Us crazy humans wrote it, you should take a look,
And all the people that you made in your image,
Still believing that junk is true.
Well I know it ain't and so do you,
Dear God,
I can't believe in,
I don't believe in,

I won't believe in heaven and hell.
No saints, no sinners,
No Devil as well.
No pearly gates, no thorny crown.
You're always letting us humans down.
The wars you bring, the babes you drown.
Those lost at sea and never found,
And it's the same the whole world 'round.
The hurt I see helps to compound,
that the Father, Son and Holy Ghost,
Is just somebody's unholy hoax,
And if you're up there you'll perceive,
That my heart's here upon my sleeve.
If there's one thing I don't believe in...

It's you,
Dear God.

 

[Roadkill]

Farewell, Finisterre,
Sleep away the afternoon
Rocking with the tide,
Drinking with the moon
I found a ticket in my pocket
All the way from Port-of-Spain
And the warm wind from the Indies covered me again.

Santander, the sky is falling
The tale we told each other has an end
Santander, you hear me calling
You, that never lost a friend...

We'd often look for gold,
Treasure buried in the sand
We hid it long ago,
Before our wars began
When the world was green and early
And time was on our side
Before the storm got up to blow us far and wide.

Santander, the sky is falling
The tale we told each other has an end
Santander, you hear me calling
You, that never lost a friend...

Farewell, Finisterre,
Sleep away the afternoon
Just rocking with the tide,
Drinking with the moon
Last night I turned the glasses over
And I drank the bottle dry
The moon stared out to sea all night and so did I.

Santander, the sky is falling
The tale we told each other has an end
Santander, you hear me calling
You, that never lost a friend,
Never lost a friend...

 

[Treebeak]

Even though it is a real bore,
You can call me crazy,
But I know that she craves me

Even though it is a real bore,
Girlfriends I have plenty
But none like Miss MacKenzie

Thats what I go to school for............. lalalalala

Fucking Busted. Winners, each and evey one.

 

[frogwoman]

Holy burning hand of wrath
Piercing forever through the heart
And this flaming orbit of shame
Ravages and splits the path

Grinding binding taking away
Needles above the prey
Wreath of barbs

The injection of religion
Has a comalike effect
And bodies lay in decay
Dreaming of a greener day

Grinding binding taking away
Needles above the prey
Wreath of barbs

Open eyes reading nothing
A sky harsh blue grins black

And I bleed and bleed in this wreath of barbs
And I run and run but I don’t get far

 

[dynamicbaddog]

I'll be glad when the flag goes up
We'll sing new songs and invent new slogans
There'll be a party and we'll burn the old pictures
I'll finally have some fun

I'll be glad when the flag goes up
New uniforms if they know my sizes
I'll make new friends when I go to the meetings
It won't be better but I'll settle for different

Redland, red
And my house is burning
Redland, red
Well it really won't matter (when it's)
Redland, redland everywhere

I'll be glad when the flag goes up
It will be clear what is right and wrong
I don't care about the leaders and the theories
But I know I'd just like a change

I'll be glad when the flag goes up
There'll be new names for the streets and the cities
Study the lives of the great new heros
I won't be happy but I'll be relieved

Redland, red
And my house is burning
Redland, red
What took you so long
Well it really won't matter (when it's)
Redland, redland everywhere

 

[Firky]

Measuring in a summer's day,
I can only find it slips away to grey,
The hours, they bring me pain.

Tangerine, Tangerine,
Living REFLECTIONS from a dream;
I was her love, she was my queen,
And now a thousand years between.

Thinking how it used to be,
Does she still remember times like these?
To think of us again?
And I do.

 

[frogwoman]

The Source

I'll show you things, wonderful, terrible things...

I have nothing to say to you
no words left that sound true
Your morals are your demise
I don't need permission to fuck with your mind
I won't listen to you anymore
the useless babble of a used up whore
another world waits under the stairs
beyond all the lies you tell in your prayers

Can you see what I see?
Can you hear what I hear?
Can you see what I see?
Can you hear what I hear?
Visions of destruction the sound of fear
the source of wakefulness inside of you dear

Can you see what I see?
Can you hear what I hear?
Can you see what I see?
Can you hear what I hear?
Visions of destruction the sound of fear
the source of wakefulness inside of you dear

The blood stains black on your red hands
speaking in words you don't understand
cutting yourself to pass the time
pretending that the monsters are all in your mind
no method to control your fear
why should you hide if I'm already here
no exit, no escape
It's not just your precious soul that I'll take

Can you see what I see?
Can you hear what I hear?
Visions of destruction the sound of fear
the source of wakefulness inside of you dear

Can you see what I see?
Can you hear what I hear?
Can you see what I see?
Can you hear what I hear?

I'll show you things, wonderful, terrible things...

 

[Johnny Canuck3]

THEY DON'T KNOW
THEY DON'T KNOW
LIKE I KNOW
LIKE I KNOW
DO YOU KNOW
THEY DON'T KNOW
I DON'T KNOW
I DON'T KNOW
WHAT MY BABY
WHAT MY BABY
PUT ON DOWN
PUT ON DOWN
WHAT MY BABY
WHAT MY BABY
I JUST CAME BACK FROM
I DON'T KNOW
I CAN'T COUNT IT
I CAN'T COUNT IT
I JUST CAN'T FIND THIS TOWN
THEY DON'T KNOW
I'M LOOKIN' FOR MY SELLER
I DON'T KNOW MY BABY
HAVE YOU SEEN HER
HAVE YOU FREED HER YEAH
HAVE YOU SEEN HER
OOOH HHHOOO
TALKIN' ABOUT MY BABY
GOIN' DOWN
TALKIN' ABOUT MY BABY

I JUST CAME IN
I JUST CAME IN BABY
I JUST CAME IN
I JUST CAME IN
SPREAD THE MAGIC BABY
ALL IN MY BED
SHE GOT CHAINS, ATTACHED TO MY HEAD
TALKIN' ABOUT
TALKIN' ABOUT
TALKIN' ABOUT MY BABY
I DON'T KNOW ABOUT IT

THEY DON'T KNOW WHAT I KNOW
THEY DON'T KNOW LIKE I KNOW
ALL THE TIME I'VE BEEN HANGIN' AROUND
ALL THE TIME I HANG AROUND
SHE DIDN'T KNOW
A SHE DIDN'T CARE
SHE DIDN'T KNOW
SHE DIDN'T CARE
AND SHE GO WALKIN' DOWN THE STREET SINGIN'
EVERYBODY DIE
DA DA DADA DA DOO DOO
ETC. (scat singing)

THEY DON'T KNOW
NOBODY KNOWS
THEY DON'T KNOW
JUST DON'T KNOW
DA DA DA
ETC. (scat singing)

 

[frogwoman]

Sing along with the shadows
sing a song to bring about the end
of your resistance
to the simple fact that you're dead
what did you have to believe in?
what can you say that hasn't already been said
what makes you any different that me
other that the bullet inside of your head?

All your life was hit or miss
living under the false pretense
that you were so special
that you were someone
you are no one just like me
now you know what's after this
beyond your grave another false pretense
that you go to hell, or you go to heaven
you're going nowhere just like me

Sing alone with insanity
A rousing chorus of your defeat
your actions unrealistic
transform into another statistic
did you think that it would change anything
this piece of metal inside of your brain
did you really think that you had to die
to learn that things are the
same on the other side?

All your life was hit or miss
living under the false pretense
that you were so special
that you were someone
bitch you are no one just like me
now you know what's after this
beyond your grave another false pretense
that you go to hell, or you go to heaven
you're going nowhere just like me

you're going nowhere
you're going nowhere
you're going nowhere
just like me

 

[Johnny Canuck3]

I'm replaying the same song.

 

[Johnny Canuck3]

Well, I stand up next to a mountain
And I chop it down with the edge of my hand

Yeah

Well, I stand up next to a mountain
And I chop it down with the edge of my hand
Well, I pick up all the pieces and make an island
Might even raise a little sand

Yeah

cause Im a voodoo child
Lord knows Im a voodoo child baby
I want to say one more last thing
I didnt mean to take up all your sweet time
Ill give it right back to ya one of these days

Hahaha

I said I didnt mean to take up all your sweet time
Ill give it right back one of these days

Oh yeah

If I dont meet you no more in this world then uh
Ill meet ya on the next one
And dont be late
Dont be late

cause Im a voodoo child voodoo child
Lord knows Im a voodoo child

Hey hey hey

Im a voodoo child baby
I dont take no for an answer

Question no
Yeah

 

[Firky]

HEY! STUDENT

When I'm walking down the street,
It's always you I seem to meet,
Long hair down and sneakers on your feet.
And write your letters to the Evening News
I clench my fist and sing this tune:


I said Hey student, hey student, hey student,
You're gonna get it through the head,
I said Hey student, hey student, hey student,
You're gonna get it through the head, I said...


When walking to work,
It's always you I seem to meet
Henna in your hair, standing in the heat
As you serve us in [motor bows] a book kid
I clench my hand before I flip my lid.


CHORUS.


When walking down the street,
It's always you I seem to meet,
Long hair down and sneakers on your feet.
As you listen to Pearl Jam in your room.
I'm thinking like that when I sing this song:


CHORUS.


I said I woka-to-ma, woka-to-ma
Woka-to-ma, wah wah wah x2


When walking down the street,
It's always you I seem to meet,
Long hair down and sneakers on your feet.
As you stare in your room at Shaun Ryder's face
Down long long long long days


CHORUS.


I said I woka-to-ma, woka-to-ma
Woka-to-ma, wah wah wah x2



The dead brains of class A-D
Born to live in Leigh-on-Sea
Twin swastikas, court, swimming pool
I'm thinking like this when I sing this tune:


CHORUS.


I said I woka-to-ma, woka-to-ma
Woka-to-ma, wah wah wah x2

 

[Johnny Canuck3]

Hey there, little insect, don't scare me so.
Don't land on me, and bite me no.
Hey there, little insect, please calm down.
And we'll have fun and fool around.

I say, hey there, little insect, don't scare me so.
Don't land on me, baby, and bite me no.
I say hey there, little insect, please calm down.
Then we'll have fun and fool around.

I say, hey there, little praying mantis, I have one complaint.
Each time on my arm you landed, it makes me faint.
I say, hey there, little insect, please calm down.
Then we'll have fun and fool around.

Well now, I don't want to worry there, insect, I don't want to fight.
Hey there, little insect.
Hey there, little insect.
I don't want to worry about an insect bite.
Hey there, little insect.
Hey there, little insect.
See, I don't want to worry, so please calm down.
Then we'll have fun and fool around.

I say, hey there, little hornet, buzzing around me.
It sounds like a warning, and it kind of scares me.
Well, hey there, little insect, please calm down.
So we can have fun and fool around.

See, I don't want to worry there, insect, I do not want to fight.
Hey there, little insect.
Hey there, little insect.
I don't even want to worry about an insect bite.
Hey there, little insect.
Hey there, little insect.
See I don't want to worry, so please calm down
So we can have fun and fool around.

 

[dilute micro]

What the hell is that JC?

 

[rollinder]

Tommy gun
You ain’t happy less you got one
Tommy gun
Ain’t gonna shoot the place up
Just for fun
Maybe he wants to die for the money
Maybe he wants to kill for his country
Whatever he wants, he’s gonna get it!

Tommy gun
You better strip it down for a custom run
Tommy gun
Waiting in the airport ’till kingdom come
An’ we can watch you make it
On the nine o’clock news
Standing there in palestine lighting the fuse
Whatever you want, you’re gonna get it

Tommy gun
You’ll be dead when your war is won
Tommy gun
But did you have to gun down everyone?
I can see it’s kill or be killed
A nation of destiny has got to be fulfilled
Whatever you want, you’re gonna get it!

Tommy gun
You can be a hero in an age of none
Tommy gun
I’m cutting out your picture from page one
I’m gonna get a jacket just like yours
An’ give my false support to your cause
Whatever you want, you’re gonna get it!

Boats an’ tanks and planes, it’s your game
Kings an’ queens an’ generals learn your name
I see all the innocents, the human sacrifice
And if death comes so cheap
Then the same goes for life!

 

[MightyAphrodite]

You woke up this morning
Got yourself a gun,
Mama always said you'd be
The Chosen One.

She said: You're one in a million
You've got to burn to shine,
But you were born under a bad sign,
With a blue moon in your eyes.

You woke up this morning
All the love has gone,
Your Papa never told you
About right and wrong.

But you're looking good, baby,
I believe you're feeling fine, (shame about it),
Born under a bad sign
With a blue moon in your eyes.

You woke up this morning
The world turned upside down,
Thing's ain't been the same
Since the Blues walked into town.

But you're one in a million
You've got that shotgun shine.
Born under a bad sign,
With a blue moon in your eyes.

When you woke up this morning everything you had was
gone. By half past ten your head was going ding-dong.
Ringing like a bell from your head down to your toes,
like a voice telling you there was something you should
know. Last night you were flying but today you're so low
- ain't it times like these that make you wonder if
you'll ever know the meaning of things as they appear to
the others; wives, mothers, fathers, sisters and
brothers. Don't you wish you didn't function, wish you
didn't think beyond the next paycheck and the next little
drink' Well you do so make up your mind to go on, 'cos
when you woke up this morning everything you had was gone.

When you woke up this morning,
When you woke up this morning,
When you woke up this morning,
Mama said you'd be the Chosen One.

When you woke up this morning,
When you woke up this morning,
When you woke up this morning,
You got yourself a gun.

 

[Tank Girl]

warming up for later

Disco dancing with the lights down low
Beats are pumping on my stereo
Neighbour's banging on the bathroom wall
He's saying crank the base I gotta get some more

Water's running in the wrong direction
Got a feeling it's a mixed up sign
I can see it in my own reflection
Something funny's going on inside my mind

Don't know what is pushing me higher
It's the static from the floor below
And then it drops and catches like fire
It's a sound I, it's a sound I know

It's the sound of the underground
The beat of the drum goes round and around
Into the overflow
Where the girls get down to the sound of the radio
Out to the 'lectric night
Where the bass line jumps in the back street light
The beat goes around and round
It's the sound of the under, sound of the underground

Chain reaction running through my veins
Pumps the bass line up into my brain
Screws my mind until I lose control
And when the building rocks I know it's got my soul

Water's running in the wrong direction
Got a feeling it's a mixed up sign
I can see it in my own reflection
Something funny's going on inside my mind
Don't know what is pushing me higher
It's the static from the floor below
And then it drops and catches like fire
It's a sound I, it's a sound I know

It's the sound of the underground
The beat of the drum goes round and around
Into the overflow
Where the girls get down to the sound of the radio
Out to the 'lectric night
Where the bass line jumps in the back street light
The beat goes around and round
It's the sound of the under, sound of the underground

I don't know what is pushing me higher
It's the static from the floor below
And then it drops and catches like fire
It's a sound I, it's a sound I,
It's a sound I, it's a sound I know

It's the sound of the underground
The beat of the drum goes round and around
Into the overflow
Where the girls get down to the sound of the radio
Out to the 'lectric night
Where the bass line jumps in the back street light
The beat goes around and round
It's the sound of the under, sound of the underground

Where the bass line jumps in the back street light
It's the sound of the under, sound of the underground
Where the bass line jumps in the back street light
It's the sound of the under, sound of the underground

 

[tufty79]

don't look so forlorn
cause somethings going to come
I don't know where from
I don't know when

don't you look so sad
cause something's going to come
I don't where from
don't know when

don't you look at me
like things aren't going to be
the way we thought they'd be
cause we've got love

always love

don't you turn around
have faith in what we choose
cause life can sense your attitude
I don't know how

you've got to realize
that hope looks in your eyes
if you look away it flies
lets look forward

if you still believe
that things are going to be
like we hoped they'd be
then we'll have love

always love