Favorite Song Quote (of The Day)
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» toebee replied on Sun Nov 23, 2003 @ 2:11pm |
all around me are familar faces
worn out places worn out faces bright and early for the daily races going nowhere going nowhere their tears are filling up their glasses no expression no expression hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow no tomorrow no tomorrow and I find it kinda funny I find kinda sad the dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had I find it hard to tell you I find it hard to take when people run in circles it's a very very mad world mad world children waiting for the day they feel good happy birhtday happy birthday and I feel the way that every child should sit and listen sit and listen went to school and I was very nervose no one knew me no one knew me hello teacher tell me what's my lesson look right thourgh me look right throuh me and I find it kinda funny I find kinda sad the dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had I find it hard to tell you I find it hard to take when people run in circles it's a very very mad world mad world |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» hayley replied on Sun Nov 23, 2003 @ 3:03pm |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» daFTWin replied on Thu Nov 27, 2003 @ 12:04pm |
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under It's like a jungle sometimes It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under Broken glass everywhere People pissin' on the stairs, you know they just don't care I can't take the smell, can't take the noise Got no money to move out, I guess I got no choice Rats in the front room, roaches in the back Junkies in the alley with a baseball bat I tried to get away but I couldn't get far 'cuz a man with a tow truck repossessed my car Don't push me 'cuz I'm close to the edge I'm trying not to lose my head Uh huh ha ha ha It's like a jungle sometimes It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under Standin' on the front stoop hangin' out the window Watchin' all the cars go by, roarin' as the breezes blow Crazy lady, livin' in a bag Eatin' outta garbage pails, used to be a fag hag Said she'll dance the tango, skip the light fandango A Zircon princess seemed to lost her senses Down at the peep show watchin' all the creeps So she can tell her stories to the girls back home She went to the city and got social security She had to get a pimp, she couldn't make it on her own Don't push me 'cuz I'm close to the edge I'm trying not to lose my head Uh huh ha ha ha It's like a jungle sometimes It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under It's like a jungle sometimes It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under My brother's doin' bad, stole my mother's TV Says she watches too much, it's just not healthy "All My Children" in the daytime, "Dallas" at night Can't even see the game or the Sugar Ray fight The bill collectors, they ring my phone and scare my wife when I'm not home Got a bum education, double-digit inflation Can't take the train to the job, there's a strike at the station Neon King Kong standin' on my back Can't stop to turn around, broke my sacroiliac A mid-range migraine, cancered membrane Sometimes I think I'm goin' insane I swear I might hijack a plane! Don't push me 'cuz I'm close to the edge I'm trying not to lose my head It's like a jungle sometimes It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under It's like a jungle sometimes It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under My son said, Daddy, I don't wanna go to school 'cuz the teacher's a jerk, he must think I'm a fool And all the kids smoke reefer, I think it'd be cheaper if I just got a job, learned to be a street sweeper Or dance to the beat, shuffle my feet Wear a shirt and tie and run with the creeps 'cuz it's all about money, ain't a damn thing funny You got to have a con in this land of milk and honey They pushed that girl in front of the train Took her to the doctor, sewed her arm on again Stabbed that man right in his heart Gave him a transplant for a brand new start I can't walk through the park 'cuz it's crazy after dark Keep my hand on my gun 'cuz they got me on the run I feel like a outlaw, broke my last glass jaw Hear them say "You want some more?" Livin' on a see-saw Don't push me 'cuz I'm close to the edge I'm trying not to lose my head Say what? It's like a jungle sometimes It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under It's like a jungle sometimes It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under It's like a jungle sometimes It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under It's like a jungle sometimes It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under A child is born with no state of mind Blind to the ways of mankind God is smilin' on you but he's frownin' too Because only God knows what you'll go through You'll grow in the ghetto livin' second-rate And your eyes will sing a song called deep hate The places you play and where you stay Looks like one great big alleyway You'll admire all the number-book takers Thugs, pimps and pushers and the big money-makers Drivin' big cars, spendin' twenties and tens And you'll wanna grow up to be just like them, huh Smugglers, scramblers, burglars, gamblers Pickpocket peddlers, even panhandlers You say I'm cool, huh, I'm no fool But then you wind up droppin' outta high school Now you're unemployed, all non-void Walkin' round like you're Pretty Boy Floyd Turned stick-up kid, but look what you done did Got sent up for a eight-year bid Now your manhood is took and you're a Maytag Spend the next two years as a undercover fag Bein' used and abused to serve like hell 'til one day, you was found hung dead in the cell It was plain to see that your life was lost You was cold and your body swung back and forth But now your eyes sing the sad, sad song Of how you lived so fast and died so young so... Don't push me 'cuz I'm close to the edge I'm trying not to lose my head Uh huh huh huh huh It's like a jungle sometimes It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under Huh, uh huh huh huh huh It's like a jungle sometimes It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under Huh, uh huh huh huh huh |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» blop replied on Thu Nov 27, 2003 @ 2:23pm |
Ah, ah
Ah, ah Ah, ah, ah, ah Ah, ah Ah, ah Ah, ah , ah, ah Don't want no short dick man Don't want no short dick man Don't want no short dick man Don't want no short dick man Don't don't don't don't don't don't Don't don't don't don't Don't want don't want don't want don't want Don't want no short dick man Don't want no short dick man Iny weeny teeny weeny Shriveled little short dick man Don't want don't want don't want Don't want don't want don't want Don't want don't want don't want Don't want don't want don't want Don't want don't want don't want What in the world is that thing? Do you need some tweezers to put that little thing away That has got to be the smallest dick I've ever seen in my whole life I have ever seen in my whole life Get the fuck outta here Iny weeny teeny weeny Shriveled little short dick man Don't want don't want Don't want Don't want Don't want Don't want Don't want Don't want Don't want Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Isn't that cute an extra belly button You need to put your pants back on honey Don't don't don't don't don't don't Don't don't don't don't Don't want don't want don't want don't want Don't want no short dick man Don't want no short dick man Iny wee (x15) Iny weeny teeny weeny shrivled little short dick man Pobre, pobrecito Que diablo eso Pobre, pobreci, pobre, probrecito Que, que, que, que, que diablo eso |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» toebee replied on Fri Nov 28, 2003 @ 9:27pm |
Are you ready to be liberated
On this sad side city streets Well the birds have been freed from their cages I got freedom and my youth My name is Brody I'm from Melbourne Fitzroy Melbourne Fitzboy Melbourne I grew up on Bell St. then on Bennett St. My mom kicked out my dad for battery Found a way she found a way out of spiritual penury Working single mother in an urban struggle Blames herself now cause I grew up troubled It hit me i got everything i need My one heart felt too much from the start Ive seen people come and go Living large and living low You can build up your walls sitting on death row Let the curtain fall on your murdered soul You can wash it all down swallow your story Get smacked off your head go down in downroll glory You wont solve it committing self inflicted crime Go on pull the trigger this will be the last time I speak of the truth the truth of the heart Like a desperate thirst in a raging drought Hey youth time flies by Theres an everlasting battle for eternal life I love a man from California Hes the prettiest thing we got the same disorder The way you feel is OK its never gonna change anyway It hit me I got everything i need |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» soyfunk replied on Fri Nov 28, 2003 @ 11:29pm |
pig destroyer - Suicide Through Decay
seeking to expand the sympathy collection self-esteem should never be parasitic and STAGNATION SHOULD NEVER GET COMFTABLE anxiously awaiting the answers with refutations at the ready marionette of circumstance you need to see beyond the walls of your petty little diorama |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» cactain_steef replied on Sat Nov 29, 2003 @ 2:29pm |
neutral milk hotel - king of carrot flowers
When you were young you were the king of carrot flowers and how you built a tower tumbling through the trees in holy rattlesnakes that fell all around your feet and your mom would stick a fork right into daddys shoulder and your dad would throw the garbage all across the floor as we would lay and learn what each others bodies were for and this is the room one afternoon I knew I could love you and from above you how I sank into your soul into that secret place where noone dares to go and your mom would drink until she was no longer speaking and dad would dream about the different ways to die each one a little more than he could dare to try |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Violence_Inc replied on Sat Nov 29, 2003 @ 7:10pm |
If I gave you pretty enough words.
could you pain a picture of us that works. an emphasis on function rather than design. aren't you tired cause I will carry you, on a broken back and blown out knees, I have been where you are for a while.. Aren't you tired of being weak? Such rage that you could scream. the stars right out of the sky And destroy the prettiest starry night. every evening that I die. I am exhumed just a little less human and a lot more bitter and cold. [x3] I am exhumed.. just a little less human.... so much more bitter and cold....[repeating] after all these images of pain, have cut right thru you, I will kiss every scar, and weep you are not alone... then I'll show you that place in my chest where my heart still tries to beat. aren't you tired of being weak? Such rage that you could scream. the stars right out of the sky and destroy the prettiest starry night. every evening that I die live love burn die atreyu - lip gloss and black |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» mdc replied on Mon Dec 1, 2003 @ 1:31am |
Well there's a light in your eye that keeps shining
Like a star that can't wait for the night I hate to think I've been blinded baby Why can't I see you tonight? And the warmth of your smile starts a-burnin' And the thrill of your touch gives me fright And I'm shaking so much, really yearning Why don't you show up, make it all right? Yeah, it's all right. And if you promised you'd love so completely and you said you would always be true You swore that you would never leave me, baby: What ever happened to you? And you thought it was only in movies As you wish all your dreams would come true It ain't the first time believe me, baby I'm standin here feeling blue Yeah I'm blue Now I will stand in the rain on the corner I'll watch the people go shuffling downtown Another ten minutes no longer And then I'm turning around The clock on the wall's moving slower My heart it sinks to the ground And the storm that I thought would blow over Clouds the light of the love that I found Now my body is starting to quiver And the palms of my hands getting wet I've got no reason to doubt you baby, It's all a terrible mess I'll run in the rain till I'm breathless When I'm breathless I'll run till I drop, hey The thoughts of a fool's kind of careless I'm just a fool waiting on the wrong block, oh yeah Light of the love that I found... |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» toebee replied on Mon Dec 1, 2003 @ 1:26pm |
Crash and burn
All the stars explode tonight Ho’d you get so desperate How’d you stay alive Help me please Burn the sorrow from your eyes Oh, come on be alive again Don’t lay down and die Hey, hey You know what to do Oh, baby, drive away to malibu Get well soon Please don’t go any higher How are you so burnt when You’re barely on fire Cry to the angels I’m gonna rescue you I’m gonna set you free tonight, baby Pour over me Hey, hey We’re all watching you Oh, baby, fly away to malibu Cry to the angels And let them swallow you Go and part the sea, yeah, in malibu And the sun goes down I watch you slip away And the sun goes down I walk into the waves And I knew love would tear you apart Oh and I knew the darkest secret of your heart I’m gonna follow you Oh baby, fly away, yeah To malibu Oceans of angels, oceans of stars Down by the sea is where you drown your scars I can’t be near you The light just radiates I can’t be near you The light just radiates |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» PitaGore replied on Mon Dec 1, 2003 @ 4:51pm |
Dj Spice -The Porn Track-
Girl speakin' ; -Ohhhhh i've been so fuckin horny lately .....- |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» AngryChinchilla replied on Sun Dec 7, 2003 @ 4:34am |
I was five and he was six
We rode on horses made of sticks He wore black and I wore white He would always win the fight Bang bang, he shot me down Bang bang, I hit the ground Bang bang, that awful sound Bang bang, my baby shot me down Seasons came and changed the time When I grew up, I called him mine He would always laugh and say "Remember when we used to play?" Bang bang, I shot you down Bang bang, you hit the ground Bang bang, that awful sound Bang bang, I used to shoot you down Music played and people sang Just for me the church bells rang Now he's gone. I don't know why And till this day, sometimes I cry He didn't even say goodbye He didn't take the time to lie Bang bang, he shot me down Bang bang, I hit the ground Bang bang, that awful sound Bang bang, my baby shot me down |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Violence_Inc replied on Sun Dec 7, 2003 @ 6:08pm |
It's so hard to see when your eyes are rolling in the back of your head
It's even harder to speak when everything you say just comes out wrong Gutted like a pig, all you want is the world to bleed, someone somewhere stole your desire The pain akin to, being punched in the throat, and stabbed in the chest You would rather bleed than be without her Gone are the tender whispers dancing in your ears Replaced with lackluster memories you cry, your screams play in your empty room It's so hard to see when your eyes are rolling in the back of your head It's even harder to speak when everything you say just comes out wrong Your bed swallows you whole as the days bleed together, torment on the lips Of a loved one, and if you try hard enough, you can almost taste her, feel her pass and Scream, OH GOD WHY ME |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» soyfunk replied on Sun Dec 7, 2003 @ 11:27pm |
bury your dead - Ten Minute Romance
saves your life and as always my happiness is cut short. No more heart broken songs, get over it move on, lets wipe those tears away from that pretty face, that pretty fucking face, NO MORE CRYING TO YOUR SAPPY DASHBOARD RECORDS YOU SAPPY EMO BITCH, we are all born alone and we all die alone forget about your problems just for one night, no more crying theres only death and dying, lets wipe those tears away, we are all born into this world alone, and we all die alone, your not the only one everyone has their own problems, so put a smile on that pretty fucking face and look ahead to the future, we are all born into this world alone and we all die alone |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» AngryChinchilla replied on Mon Dec 8, 2003 @ 8:50am |
Every breath that I exhale is a sigh -
every breath that I exhale is a sigh of exhaustion. [repeating throughout] How sad - this is what your life has been reduced to - a single room apartment containing no more than a mattress. The strings have been removed from the blinds and all the outlets have been painted over. The television screen is streaked with blood smeared from your knuckles as you were trying to punch it out but you underestimated its strength, or maybe you just weren't trying hard enough. Startled by a knock at the door you rise for the first time in two days to answer, but you can only greet the visitor with one short statement. Hello my first name is distance and I really don't care if I never wake up again. Hello my name is distance and I really don't care if I never wake up again. Hello I really don't care if I never wake up again! I REALLY DON'T CARE IF I NEVER WAKE UP AGAIN! |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» mdc replied on Mon Dec 8, 2003 @ 10:58am |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Violence_Inc replied on Mon Dec 8, 2003 @ 6:27pm |
Coward, the next time you want to fuck me over stab me in the front
Can I still see my future in your eyes, or can I picture myself dead in your embrace And your cruel crimson red smile, kills Everyone cared about you. Why couldn't you Instead your greed compelled you to steal other silver linings. No one could have their moments free from your withering touch. Fuck off like you're the only person that has ever cried or been broken by love Spare me your pity party drunk off your own misfortunes Wallowing in your blissful melancholy [ .ca ] you taste my blood. You knew that this would kill me. But you carried on and on with your selfish shit., everyone cared about you. Why couldn't you instead your greed compelled you to steal other silver linings. burnt down my world, you killed my hope spread out the ash and walked away how could you just close off your eyes. turn tail and run, you are the greatest coward damn right I am still pissed.. next time I see you we will see who has the upper hand kiss me fist. Taste the floor. Tired of your games. fuck off goodbye. Deanne the arsonist - atreyu |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Miss_Amanda replied on Tue Dec 9, 2003 @ 10:16am |
Another Day in Purgatory
Jamie is American, he thinks George Bush's mom should've gotten an abortion. He pokes holes in condoms, uses roofies at the bar. You may think it's wrong, but it gets him pretty far. STILL, these aren't the reasons for the story I tell, 'cause everywhere I go, everybody knows my friend Jamie, Jamie is going to hell. HELL! It's not because of his pornography, or all the red meat that he eats. It's not the voices in his head that want you dead, or the bodies in the basement down below. And I don't think that it's the Heavy Metal music, but you never can tell. Because everywhere I go, yeah, everybody knows, my friend Jamie, Jamie is going to hell. HELL! You don't need no crystal ball for his future to tell. He'll be there for eternity, so you better wish him well. He's going to HELL. |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» daFTWin replied on Wed Dec 10, 2003 @ 2:33pm |
It's funny how I find myself
In love with you If I could buy my reasoning I'd pay to lose One half won't do I've wondered I've asked myself How much do you Commit yourself? It's my life Don't you forget It's my life It never ends (It never ends...) Funny how I blind myself I never knew If I was sometimes played upon Afraid to lose Oh, I'd tell myself What good do you do Convince myself Oh, It's my life Don't you forget Oh, It's my life It never ends (It never ends...) And I've asked myself How much do you Commit yourself? It's my life Don't you forget Caught in the crowd It never ends (its my life) It's my life Don't you forget Caught in the crowd It never ends (It never ends) Oh, It's my life... (oh its my life) Don't you forget... (don't you forget) Caught in the crowd... (caught in the crowd) It never ends (it never ends...) |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» tuesmondieu replied on Wed Dec 10, 2003 @ 2:39pm |
I think I love to watch you laughing
In fact I love to watch you do anything And yes I do feel this thing happening But you?ll have to excuse me girl 'Cause my taxi?s waiting Although I do Yes I do I love you in my own twisted ways One day God walked on old Mount Royal Just to dream up the human form Threw stones and cans and comic books in a kettle And you came out like a shining goddess heavy metal Say it?s just too bad some hearts don?t settle And the pipes are leaking and you feel like leaving Yeah, we heard this one before I said, ?Dear God, buddy, now don?t you meddle? 'Cause I?ve got my own little twisted ways of showing you that I do Yes I do I love you in my own twisted ways And sing it Like we used to sing See Kermit the Frog was one day daydreaming Thinking about himself at a red light With that it-ain?t-easy-being-greenin' And the cars behind him kept honking and honking And Kermit?s last words as he flipped the bird Was, ?Damn you Muppets just keep on taking!? See I?ve got my own things now so stop tooting I do my lily pad jumping Miss Piggy bumping Lotta Miss Piggys and that?s all good And I?m gonna turn this red light Into a block party So we can get down in basics of what? Rainbow connecting Yes I do I love you in my own twisted ways |
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