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Try to save it but it doesn't come off the rock
Try to build a wall that is high enough

It's all boiling over a
All boiling over

Try to save your house
Try to save your songs
Try to run
But it follows you up a hill

It's all boiling over
All boiling over
Your little voice
Your little voice

No more conversation
No more conversation
You should took me out when you had the chance
You should took me out when you had the chance
All the rooms were numbered
And the losers turned away
Don't turn away
Don't turn away
 
Snow can wait
I forgot my mittens
Wipe my nose
Get my new boots on
I get a little warm in my heart
When I think of winter
I put my hand in my father's glove

I run off
Where the drifts get deeper
Sleeping beauty trips me with a frown
I hear a voice
"Your must learn to stand up for yourself
Cause I can't always be around"

He says

When you gonna make up your mind
When you gonna love you as much as I do
When you gonna make up your mind

Cause things are gonna change so fast
All the white horses are still in bed
I tell you that I'll always want you near
You say that things change my dear

Boys get discovered as winter melts
Flowers competing for the sun
Years go by and I'm here still waiting
Withering where some snowman was

Mirror mirror where's the crystal palace
But I only can see the myself
Skating around the truth who I am
But I know dad the ice is getting thin

When you gonna make up your mind
When you gonna love you as much as I do
When you gonna make up your mind

Cause things are gonna change so fast
All the white horses are still in bed
I tell you that I'll always want you near
You say that things change my dear

Hair is grey
And the fires are burning
So many dreams
On the shelf
You say I wanted you to be proud of me
I always wanted that myself

He says

When you gonna make up your mind
When you gonna love you as much as I do
When you gonna make up your mind
Cause things are gonna change so fast
All the white horses have gone ahead
I tell you that I'll always want you near
You say that things change
My dear
 
Jack was born towards the end of the 19th century
He married his sweetheart at the age of 23
Shortly before the birth of their first child
He answered the call of duty

He carried English bayonets in an English way
He smoked German cigarettes on Christmas Day
He never made it past 25, he died at Passchendaele
Fighting for the cause in a war to end all wars

His son fell from a Spitfire in 1944
Daddy, what did you do in the Great War?
And what did we learn the second time round?
Never again, never again
 
i've just discovered and am loving 'GoodBooks'

illness


Get up, rise with the morning sun
Lay down your love, and put your lipstick on
And forget about the pain you gave
And blur your eyes, paint through and through
To keep the world from reaching inside you
But let's not get too cynical

You'd die for applause
But could you live on for no reward?
You wake up, you're older, your plans just got smaller
Your children smile
You never even thought that you'd still be here today

Get out, stop crawling in
You're nothing real, you're just someone I've been
So you look into the mirror
And it asks you from behind the wall how anyone could find you beautiful?
But let's not get too cynical

You'd die for applause
But could you live on for no reward?
You wake up, you're older, your plans just got smaller
Your children smile
You never even thought that you'd still be here today

And now you're dancing, tripping up, falling down, bruised
You're dancing, tripping up, falling down, bruised
You're dancing, tripping up, falling down, bruised
You're dancing, tripping up, falling down, bruised
You've been hanging around
In a world you barely understand
You've been left without the ability to be the bigger man
But that's not like you at all
 
and one last one....
leni

I cannot see the day for night
I feel the clouds closing in
I cannot put a single foot right
I don't know where to begin

They bring me down, they push me around
They kick my face into the ground
And I know this because I was there

And then there's Leni with the love in her hands
When she's around I find it hard to understand
She winds me up and down again, again and again
She might as well leave me for dead

There are times when I will need you
There are times when you're not around

I owe so much of me to you
I see you when I look in my eyes
Of all the things I'm going through,
you never stopped to tell me why

You bring me down, you push me around
You kick my face into the ground
And I'll tell you because I was there

And then there's Leni with the love in her hands
When she's around I find it hard to understand
She winds me up and down again, again and again
She might as well leave me for dead

And do you know, I don't think she means it
I would give so much to believe

There are times when I will need you
There are times when you're not around
And I'm losing my patience
I will love her from the grave

There are times when I will need you
There are times when you're not around
I will love her
I will love her
I will love her from the grave
 
All men have secrets and here is mine
So let it be known
For we have been through hell and high tide
I think I can rely on you ...
And yet you start to recoil
Heavy words are so lightly thrown
But still I'd leap in front of a flying bullet for you

So, what difference does it make ?
So, what difference does it make ?
It makes none
But now you have gone
And you must be looking very old tonight


The devil will find work for idle hands to do
I stole and I lied, and why ?
Because you asked me to !
But now you make me feel so ashamed
Because I've only got two hands
Well, I'm still fond of you, oh-ho-oh


So, what difference does it make ?
Oh, what difference does it make ?
Oh, it makes none
But now you have gone
And your prejudice won't keep you warm tonight


Oh, the devil will find work for idle hands to do
I stole, and then I lied
Just because you asked me to
But now you know the truth about me
You won't see me anymore
Well, I'm still fond of you, oh-ho-oh


But no more apologies
No more, no more apologies
Oh, I'm too tired
I'm so sick and tired
And I'm feeling very sick and ill today
But I'm still fond of you, oh-ho-oh


Oh, my sacred one ...
Oh ...
 
A punctured bicycle
On a hillside desolate
Can nature make a man of me yet ?

And in this charming car
This charming man


Why pamper life's complexity
When the leather runs smooth
On the passenger seat ?


I would go out tonight
But I haven't got a stitch to wear
This man said "It's gruesome that someone so handsome should care"


A jumped up pantry boy
Who never knew his place
He said "return the ring"
He knows so much about these things
He knows so much about these things


I would go out tonight
But I haven't got a stitch to wear
This man said "It's gruesome that someone so handsome should care"
Na, na-na, na-na, na-na, this charming man ...
Na, na-na, na-na, na-na, this charming man ...


A jumped up pantry boy
Who never knew his place
He said "return the ring"
He knows so much about these things
He knows so much about these things
He knows so much about these things


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I would go out tonight
But I haven't got a stitch to wear


I would go out tonight
But I haven't got a stitch to wear
Oh, la-la, la-la, la-la, this charming man ...
Oh, la-la, la-la, la-la, this charming man ...


A jumped up pantry boy
Who never knew his place
He said "return the ring"
He knows so much about these things
He knows so much about these things
He knows so much about these things
 
You want to sleep and I do too
But I can't because I've got something to prove
I should be flattered that you feel like this
Satisfied by just a goodnight kiss

I can't sleep because I've started to question
Whether your ex-boyfriends let you get this much resting
I'm not going to let you sleep
I'm pulling on blankets and tugging on sheets

In the morning you'll still be here
But you're sleeping now, you've made that clear
I should be flattered that it's come to this
Where you're satisfied by just a goodnight kiss

I'm not going to let you sleep
I'm pulling on blankets and tugging on sheets
I'm not going to admit defeat
I'm pulling on blankets and tugging on sheets

You're asleep, I wish I was too
But I can't because I've got something to prove
I tried to wake you with a really loud cough
I accidentally set your alarm clock off

I can't sleep because I've started to question
Whether your ex-boyfriends let you get this much resting
I'm not willing to admit defeat
I'm pulling on blankets and tugging on sheets

In the morning you'll still be here
But you're sleeping now, you've made that clear
I should be flattered that it's come to this
Where you're satisfied by just a goodnight kiss

I'm not going to admit defeat
I'm pulling on blankets and tugging on sheets
I'm not going to let you sleep
I'm pulling on blankets and tugging on sheets

I should be flattered that it's come to this
Where you're satisfied by just a goodnight kiss

In the morning you'll still be here
But you're sleeping now, you've made that clear
I'm not going to admit defeat
I'm pulling on blankets and tugging on sheets...
 
Welcome to Liberty City
And no-one knows what they're doing

Control units are laid out geometrically
Inside, the patients suck
On the glass teats of their rented colour TVs

Struggling to pay the rent
The main worry's job security
The busier you are, the less you see

I find a key and try to get out of my dormitory
To visit my so-called friends
There's the big, tough, aggressive one
The eternally well-meaning, but broken one

I'll take a walk into the conquered city...
I'll walk past the offices, look up at the offices
I'll give a wave to the management mercenaries...

There they go, don't their clean clothes look so pretty?
Got to awaken them from the comforts of slavery
One by one, two by two
We all join the debris

Welcome to Liberty City

The busier you are, the less you see
The big, tough, aggressive one
The eternally well-meaning, but broken one

See what they're doing?
Buy a car and watch it rust.

Struggling to pay the rent
The main worry's job security
Now and then
We can afford a little luxury

Look in the shops, then turn a blind eye
See all the chickens, cooking on electric spits
Roasting in these windows, as the public passes by
As the public passes by...

Oh, take a walk into the conquered city...
The busier you are, the less you see
Welcome to Liberty City
The busier you are, the less you see

'One night in desperation, a young man gets a gun...'
 
tufty79 said:
and one last one....
leni

I cannot see the day for night
I feel the clouds closing in
I cannot put a single foot right
I don't know where to begin

They bring me down, they push me around
They kick my face into the ground
And I know this because I was there

And then there's Leni with the love in her hands
When she's around I find it hard to understand
She winds me up and down again, again and again
She might as well leave me for dead

[...]

Where is this from ?
 
I blame scumbalina:)

I'm crucifying Jesus, banging in the nails,
And I am so happy, because old Jesus failed.
I'm crucifying Jesus, nail him to the cross,
The poor old bastard bleeds to death and I don't give a toss.

I'm bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang,
banging in the nails. (x4)

I'm crucifying Jesus, in my piss he bathes.
I think I am a pervert, I think I am depraved
I'm crucifying Jesus, beat him to a pulp,
I stick my organ in his mouth and on it he must gulp.

I'm bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang,
banging in the nails. (x4)

You see that crown of thorns upon his head?
Well that was my idea.
I think I might be going to hell,
Oh dear!

I'm bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang,
banging in the nails. (x4)
 
I ain't found what I'm looking for
I ain't found what I'm looking for now
But I've found something
And I'm going to change em

Keep on keepin' on yeah
'Till the fight is won
Keep on keepin' on yeah
'Till the fight is won
Alright

Can't remember such a bitter time
The Boss says jump! The workers fall in line
I'm not down, but I'm feeling low
The whip us into line
With the threat of the dole

Time & time when the workers rise
The fightback's stabbed by a neat backstab
& the papers lies
Leaders lead us into blind retreat
One by one we take the money
Ten by ten we face defeat

Keep on keepin' on yeah
'Till the fight is won
Keep on keepin' on yeah
'Till the fight is won
Alright

The bosses make us pay for their crisis
They blame us for daring to challenge things
Keep on keepin' on now
Keep fighting daring yeah yeah yeah
'Till the fightback begins

I ain’t won what I’m fighting for
Full-timers backslide to the cries of sell out!
We've got to get the reins in our hands ourselves
Stand firm! Hold tight! And fight!

The bosses, they hit
While we're taking it
In turns to spit
Divide & lose now aaarrhhhhhhhhh!
No point in fighting anyway (no point)
If we don't win the day (hold tight)
No point if we don't shoot
The bastards afterwards

Keep on keepin' on yeah
'Till the fight is won
Keep on keepin' on yeah
'Till the fight is won
Alright

It is better
To die on our feet
Than to live on our knees
If we fight as one
Then the fight is won
Til that day we’ll keep keeping on yeah

Keep on keepin' on yeah
'Till the fight is won
Keep on keepin' on yeah
'Till the fight is won
Alright

Keep on keepin' on oh yeah!
K-e-e-p I'm keepin' on yeah!
Like a red machine
We gotta keep a keep a stay out
Maybe 5 or even 6 months yeah
7, 8, 9, 10 and if it takes a year
We got to last a year
 
Why don't you get back into bed
Why don't you get back into bed
Why don't you get back into bed
Why don't you get back into bed
Why don't you get back into bed
Why don't you get back into bed
Why don't you get back into bed
Why don't you get back into bed
Why don't you get back into bed
Why don't you get back into bed

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Summer, Buddy Holly, the working folly
Good golly Miss Molly and boats
Hammersmith Palais, the Bolshoi Ballet
Jump back in the alley and nanny goats

18-wheeler Scammels, Domenecker camels
All other mammals plus equal votes
Seeing Piccadilly, Fanny Smith and Willy
Being rather silly, and porridge oats

A bit of grin and bear it, a bit of come and share it
You're welcome, we can spare it - yellow socks
Too short to be haughty, too nutty to be naughty
Going on 40 - no electric shocks

The juice of the carrot, the smile of the parrot
A little drop of claret - anything that rocks
Elvis and Scotty, days when I ain't spotty,
Sitting on the potty - curing smallpox

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Health service glasses
Gigolos and brasses
round or skinny bottoms

Take your mum to paris
lighting up the chalice
wee willy harris

Bantu Stephen Biko, listening to Rico
Harpo, Groucho, Chico

Cheddar cheese and pickle, the Vincent motorsickle
Slap and tickle
Woody Allen, Dali, Dimitri and Pasquale
balabalabala and Volare

Something nice to study, phoning up a buddy
Being in my nuddy
Saying hokey-dokey, singalonga Smokey
Coming out of chokey

John Coltrane's soprano, Adi Celentano
Bonar Colleano

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Yes yes
dear dear
perhaps next year
or maybe even never

in which case

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from 'ballads of the book'

jesus on the cross
hanging in the rain
let me give you an umbrella
to help you with your pain
jesus on the cross
isn't it enough
you have to suffer rusty nails
thorns and other stuff

jesus on the cross
they say you died for me
tried to wash away my sins
that day on calvary
but jesus it's a loss
it didn't do no good
i guess you're just a painted man
carved from rotting wood

jesus on the cross
hanging in the rain
i can hear voices talking
deep inside my brain
jesus you're so wet
it's a crying shame
i'll take out my zippo
to warm you with its flame

jesus i was told
the fires of hell burn true
i don't think it's fair
that you should feel them too
jesus can you hear
the sirens coming close
i guess it isn't only
sinners that can roast

jesus you're so charred
lumps of smoking dust
but the rain keeps on falling
on your martyred puss
jesus in the ash
lying in the rain
let me leave you my umbrella
to help you ease your pain

jesus gotta go
they've put me in a van
they're taking out a needle
to stick into my arm
jesus you and me
were born before our time
i'm glad i helped to ease your pain
now maybe you'll ease mine?
 
I know you've been hurt
By someone else
I can tell by the way
You carry yourself
But if you'll let me
Here's what I'll do
I'll take care of you

I loved and lost
Same as you
So you see I know
Just what you've been through
So if you'll let me
Here's what I'll do
I got to take care of you

You won't ever have to worry
You won't ever have to cry
I'll be there beside you
To dry your weeping eyes

So darlin' tell me
That you'll be true
'Cause there's no doubt in my mind
I know what I want to do
And just as sure as
One and one are two
I just got to take care of you
I'll take care of you
I'll take care of you
 
I'm gonna go out dancin' every night
I'm gonna see all the city lights
I'll do everything silver and gold
I got to hurry up before I grow too old

I'm gonna take a trip around the world
I'm gonna kiss all the pretty girls
I'll do everything silver and gold
And I got to hurry up before I grow too old

Oh I do a lotta things I know is wrong
Hope I'm forgiven before I'm gone
It'll take a lotta prayers to save my soul
And I got to hurry up before I grow too old

I'm gonna take a trip around the world
Gonna kiss all the pretty girls
Who do everything silver and gold
And I got to hurry up before I grow too old

I'm gonna go out dancin' every night
I'm gonna see all your city lights
I'm gonna do everything silver and gold
And I got to hurry up before I grow too old
 
My cat died and I quickly poured myself some gin
Did she die from old age or was it for my sins?
God I loved her oh so much
Miss her little kitty touch
Does she miss me, does she care?
Oh I miss her kitty stare
Do you have a little time?
Would you like to ease my mind?
Talk for hours and never stop
Chop your head off
Be a lighter person
Brighter person
Nicer
But you've heard it all before

So ding dong
There's the doorbell
Hello, man in white
He's gonna make you all well
Getcha through the night
But hey now
You don't feel better
As you take your fresh bromide
Maybe this man of letters lied

Let me tell you 'bout a dream I had the other night
You were in it, boy you sure gave me a super fright
I was walking down the street
Downtown by the DMV
You popped out behind a door
It was odd you were on all fours
Do you have some time to spare?
You were barking at a bear
It said, Hey you'd better stop
Chop your head off
Be a lighter person
Brighter person
Nicer
But you've heard it all before

So ding dong
There's the doorbell
Hello, man in red
He's gonna make you all well
Getcha into bed
But hey now
You don't feel better
As you wake and slowly rise
Maybe this smooth jet-setter lied

Stick around one minute more
I'm smarter than you think
Do I sound like an old bore?
Oh man, it's just the drink
I didn't always hit the gin
There were times when I fit in
They'll never know how much I tried
Did I tell you my cat died?
Do you have a little time?
Would you like to feel sublime?
Run away and never stop
Chop your head off
Be a lighter person
Brighter person
Nicer
But you've heard it all before

So ding dong
There's the doorbell
Hello, man in black
He's gonna make you all well
There's no going back
But hey now you don't feel better
As you drift off in the tide
Maybe this jack the ripper lied
And you died
 
Everywhere someone's getting over
Everybody cries
And sometimes you can still lose
even if you really try
Talking about the dream
Like the dream is over
Talk like that
Won't get you nowhere
Everybody's trusting in the heart
Like the heart don't lie


And that's all that I need, yeah
Someone else to cling to, yeah
Someone I can lean on
Until I don't need to
Just stay all through the night
In the morning let me down
Cause that's all that I need right now

Everywhere someone's getting over
Everybodys life is someone
People still use other people
with a crooked smile
And all around the world
There's a sinking feeling
Out there right now someone's feeling
Down on themselves and don't know why
Every night


And that's all that I need, yeah
Someone else to cling to, yeah
Someone I can lean on
Until I don't need to
Just stay all through the night, yeah
In the morning let me down
Cause that's all that I need right now

And life ain't no beauty show
We don't know where tomorrow ends
And when we're sad
It's kind of a drag

Just stay all through the night
In the morning let me down
Yeah, cause that's all that I need
Yeah, that's all that I need
Yeah, that's all that I need
That's all that I need right now
Right now
 
This time tomorrow where will we be
On a spaceship somewhere sailing across an empty sea
This time tomorrow what will we know
Well we still be here watching an in-flight movie show
Ill leave the sun behind me and watch the clouds as they sadly pass me by
Seven miles below ma I can see the world and it aint so big at all
This time tomorrow what will we see
Field full of houses, endless rows of crowded streets
I dont where Im going, I dont want to see
I feel the world below me looking up at me
Leave the sun behind me, and watch the clouds as they sadly pass me by
And Im in perpetual motion and the world below doesnt matter much to me
This time tomorrow where will we be
On a spaceship somewhere sailing across any empty sea
This time tomorrow, this time tomorrow
 
I'm a realist
I'm a romantic
I'm an indecisive piece of shit

I'm a realist
I'm a romantic
I am indecisive and that's about it

and you dream that's the same thing
that's the same life you lead
I don't agree and so you drink
don't wanna think
that's cos your mind is already made up

I'm a realist
I'm a romantic
I'm an indecisive piece of shit

I admit it
I'm up to my old tricks
did you see her eyes (oh no I tried)
she looked surprised

and you dream that's the same thing

that's the same life you lead
I don't agree and so you drink
don't wanna think
that's cos your mind is already made up

how you dream that's the same thing
that's the same life you lead
I don't agree and so you
drink don't wanna think
that's cos your mind is already made up

no

I know that it's only a matter of time
before you know it I'll be leaving town
see it in my eyes
no one will do
no one will ever do

I know that it's only a matter of time
before you know it I'll be leaving town
seen it in your eyes
no one will ever do
no one will ever do for you
 
My mother's heart and soul
Have gone halfway up the pole
My father's on the dole
This is taking its toll
My friend Bert is much too old
And his dog's beyond control
Though it sometimes seems they're droll
It's a nuisance on the whole

I'm profoundly in love with Pandora
My poem has an intellectual theme
The tenderness with which I adore her
Goes all bouncy in my dreams

Yesterday my chin was clear
Now a new spot has appeared
Barry Kent had cost me dear
Till my Grandma interfered
The BBC know I'm sincere
In making writing my career
Wish my mum would come back here
Lots of ups and downs this year

I'm profoundly in love with Pandora
She's got knee-socks and treacle-coloured hair
The tenderness with which I adore her
Is something fine and rare

But, my father's in a mess
And there's a great deal of stress
At our house
And my major concern
Is that things might return
To normal
So get rid of that creep
And come back to sleep
In our house
We both miss you mum
So hurry up and come
Back home

My mother's heart and soul
Have gone halfway up the pole

Though it sometimes seems they're droll
It's a nuisance on the whole

Yesterday my chin was clear
Now a new spot has appeared
Profoundly in love with Pandora

Wish my mum would come back here
Lots of ups and downs this year

I'm profoundly in love with Pandora
Things aren't always what they seem
The tenderness with which I adore her
Is indeed a love supreme
 
I took a sudden notion
To go down to the ocean
I'd got my sun-tan lotion
My flippers and my mask

In proper distribution
Of fully-formed ablutions
Formed an ocean of pollution
In which I daredn't bask

Some turds were teeny-tiny
And some were big and shiny
But they all fucked up the briney
In which I dipped my toe

If you go swimming in the shite-us
You'll get worse than dermititis
From the sea of grey detritus
Where the sewage ebbs and flows

There's no respite
From the cess-pit
No shelter from the pong
The poor old ocean
Is full of motions
Where the hell did we go wrong?

Like a lamb off to the slaughter
Pored myself a glass of water
I failed to spot I'd caught a
Little creature in my cup

I was well and truly bolleaux-ed
From the fires of hell that followed
T’was the cup of life I'd swallowed
And it almost did me up

Something coming
Through the plumbing
That should not be there at all
The glass is brimming
And things are swimming
And quite frankly, I'm appalled

I was a very hungry fella
I defrosted my paella
Came down with Salmonella
Three weeks intensive care

They failed to send technicians in
To check the air-conditioning
Which was unfortunately transmissioning
A case of Legionnaires

There's a malaise
In the mayonnaise
There's a poo-poo in the prawn
Where we missed them
In the system
Little germs are being born
There's no respite
From the cess-pit
There's no shelter from the pong
Where the hell did we go wrong?
 
I'm spasticus, I'm spasticus
I'm spasticus autisticus
I'm spasticus, I'm spasticus
I'm spasticus autisticus
I'm spasticus, I'm spasticus
I'm spasticus autisticus

I wibble when I piddle
Cos my middle is a riddle

I'm spasticus, I'm spasticus
I'm spasticus autisticus
I'm spasticus, I'm spasticus
I'm spasticus autisticus
I'm spasticus, I'm spasticus
I'm spasticus autisticus

I dribble when I nibble
And I quibble when I scribble

Hello to you out there in Normal Land
You may not comprehend my tale or understand
As I crawl past your window give me lucky looks
You can be my body but you'll never read my books

I'm spasticus, I'm spasticus
I'm spasticus autisticus
I'm spasticus, I'm spasticus
I'm spasticus autisticus
I'm spasticus, I'm spasticus
I'm spasticus autisticus

I'm knobbled on the cobbles
Cos I hobble when I wobble
Swim!

So place your hard-earned peanuts in my tin
And thank the Creator you're not in the state I'm in
So long have I been languished on the shelf
I must give all proceedings to myself

I'm spasticus, I'm spasticus
I'm spasticus autisticus
I'm spasticus, I'm spasticus
I'm spasticus autisticus
I'm spasticus, I'm spasticus
I'm spasticus autisticus

54 appliances in leather and elastic
100 000 thank yous from 27 spastics

Spasticus, spasticus
Spasticus autisticus
Spasticus, spasticus
Spasticus autisticus
Spasticus, spasticus
Spasticus autisticus

Widdling, griddling, skittling, diddling,
fiddling, diddling, widdling, diddling spasticus

I'm spasticus, spasticus
Spasticus autisticus
Spasticus, spasticus
Spasticus autisticus
Spasticus, spasticus
Spasticus autisticus

Spasticus, spasticus
Spasticus autisticus

I'm spasticus!
I'm spasticus!
I'm spasticus!
I'm spasticus!
I'm spasticus!
I'm spasticus!
I'm spasticus!
Spasticus!
 
Libraries gave us power
Then work came and made us free
What price now for a shallow piece of dignity

I wish I had a bottle
Right here in my dirty face to wear the scars
To show from where I came

We dont talk about love we only want to get drunk
And we are not allowed to spend
As we are told that this is the end

A design for life
A design for life
A design for life
A design for life

I wish I had a bottle
Right here in my pretty face to wear the scars
To show from where I came

We dont talk about love we only want to get drunk
And we are not allowed to spend
As we are told that this is the end

A design for life
A design for life
A design for life
A design for life

We dont talk about love we only want to get drunk
And we are not allowed to spend
As we are told that this is the end

A design for life
A design for life
A design for life
A design for...
 
And I heard, as it were, the noise of thunder: One of the four beasts saying: "Come and see." And I saw. And behold, a white horse.

There's a man goin' 'round takin' names.
An' he decides who to free and who to blame.
Everybody won't be treated all the same.
There'll be a golden ladder reaching down.
When the man comes around.

The hairs on your arm will stand up.
At the terror in each sip and in each sup.
For you partake of that last offered cup,
Or disappear into the potter's ground.
When the man comes around.

Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers. One hundred million angels singin'. Multitudes are marching to the big kettle drum.
Voices callin', voices cryin'. Some are born an' some are dyin'.
It's Alpha's and Omega's Kingdom come.

And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree. The virgins are all trimming their wicks. The whirlwind is in the thorn tree. It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks.

Till Armageddon, no Shalam, no Shalom.
Then the father hen will call his chickens home.
The wise men will bow down before the throne.
And at his feet they'll cast their golden crown.
When the man comes around.

Whoever is unjust, let him be unjust still.
Whoever is righteous, let him be righteous still.
Whoever is filthy, let him be filthy still.
Listen to the words long written down,
When the man comes around.

Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers. One hundred million angels singin'. Multitudes are marchin' to the big kettle drum. Voices callin', voices cryin'. Some are born an' some are dyin'. It's Alpha's and Omega's Kingdom come.

And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree. The virgins are all trimming their wicks. The whirlwind is in the thorn tree. It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks.

In measured hundredweight and penny pound.
When the man comes around.

And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts, And I looked and behold: a pale horse. And his name, that sat on him, was Death. And Hell followed with him.


(is it just me who finds the lines "...The virgins are all trimming their wicks... It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks." funny? :oops: )
 
yay ^ :D

I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hold
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything

What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here

What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way
 
The man in me will do nearly any task,
And as for compensation, there's little he would ask.
Take a woman like you
To get through to the man in me.

Storm clouds are raging all around my door,
I think to myself I might not take it any more.
Take a woman like your kind
To find the man in me.

But, oh, what a wonderful feeling
Just to know that you are near,
Sets my a heart a-reeling
From my toes up to my ears.

The man in me will hide sometimes to keep from bein' seen,
But that's just because he doesn't want to turn into some machine.
Took a woman like you
To get through to the man in me.
 
hush the many heed the few

take out the Story End
it'd make me happy.
i'll live out the lie in my mind
and make it end right

and the stars would shine all day
a colourblind man now sees a million shades,
flooding his pictures
and lovers walk hand in hands for a million years,
the feeling didn't go away

this is the start of fairy tales and dreams


***

i find apples in a sea of squiggly lines you drew
overflowing letters. a landscape. and mind the sprawl of ink over paper.

a castle. a fortress. a flying peacock with a sword and a shield and no feathers.
a turkey. with a crown. (this is a castle no more)
and in the sea again and again i find

apples, and arrows pointing South West
cradling the a's on a page where you've written
la la la la la la's all over the page

**

shouldn't i try and live another way?
thoughts overtake me in my head, leave me spinning
turning
i've fought on my feet til my feet have bled

***

coloured like a leaf. golden child. you can't lose
trail like a comet. we could scorch the sky. you can choose.
and i will wait for it....
i will wait for it....
 
Swarfega said:
:cool:

I was listening to that only the other day.


If i were a girl (or a homomaphone) that voice would make me drip........

Tell me about it :oops: :oops:

Ahem......

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 evey 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
 
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