The Lyrics Thread
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» InnFekchun replied on Tue Jan 26, 2010 @ 10:44am |
 Coolness: 84940 | C'pas vraiment qu'ça va mal
mais depuis que j’ai quitté la capitale pour Montréal faut que j’sois réaliste j’m’étale dans le dédale de mon encéphale Plus souvent je détale en direction de mon idéal astral Astreint au train-train quotidien comme un esclave à fond d'cale J'ai l'impression que ma vie m'avale mais sans mon aval Comme Diogène avec son fanal je cherche un homme en moi qui ne soit pas celui que je vois mois après mois J’sais pas c’qui va pas j'ai pourtant mes dix doigts ma blonde à côté d'moi un toit j'ai même un emploi Mais chaque jour un peu plus je ploie sous le poids d'un couvercle bien vissé au-dessus d'ma tête une sorte de cercle ben vicié Sans aspiration j’peux pu respirer Aspiré par la spirale d’une houle à rappel j’me rappelle qu'y faut que je coule encore plus profond pour espérer remonter si j'ai de la veine…avec la veine de fond REFRAIN Spleen et Montréal, comme dans le vortex de mistral Spleen et Montréal, ma vie m'avale en amont en aval Spleen et Montréal, comme Diogène avec son fanal Toujours en quête d'un idéal Sangsue seule et scellé dans son salon morose je me métamorphose comme le cafard du cas Kafka Mon corps est comme une espèce d'insecte extrinsèque à mon cortex À peine parvenue larve à des années-lumières d'un malamute en rut Je mute en vache avachie dans son pré…sent une sorte d'animal mou en mal de mou…vement assis ici et là, las...las.. Sans cesse hélas enlacé par la paresse Le remords mord aux dents me dévore corps et âme comme mon osti d'nation sans aucune ostination Je suis le pro de la crastination Le paresseux qui, par essence a sué à scier ses essieux pour justifier avoir à les réparer avant de pouvoir être paré Tant de talent latent au fond de l'étang attendant un élan Après 2 ans, han, y s'rait peut-être temps que j’me botte le.. han car quand je le veux, je peux devenir Dieu Vivant sur le qui-vive en équilibre comme l'air de rien T'nez vous ben j’men viens Tout comme Poséidon, je possède le don de faire frémir les flots Quand je dis vent, vingt vagues vont de l'avant mais le plus souvent verre de vin à la main, je divague en vain sur le divan |
| I'm feeling magik call right now.. | |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» the_worm replied on Tue Jan 26, 2010 @ 3:56pm |
 Coolness: 61770 | It's time to rethink every fact that is imaginable
Survival instinct dwells in a past that is inhabitable I happen to pull fast ones over the slow parole board Who likes to speak to de-fanged wolves who cry sheep Time seeps into our skin, age indicates how long we've been lost in space I keep putting expression looks upon my face An awful waste of human skin who waits for Autumn to begin While far from grace, will do me in to late (I'm out of seasoning) No spring chickens, summer romance novel writer could win a prize It's Nobel, go to hell in a riding vehicle that he winterized I change my mind more often then my undergarments Abide abortion and other nonsense I'm an orphan who comes from Providence I am assigned from God! For the parentally misguided (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 (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 where? The land of the lost souls Feeling a loneliness that really only exists in abandoned foster homes How many images of missing kids can be fit onto a milk carton? Framed, they're starting to look the same Starting to say his name, and claim privileges As if they found HIM! The strangest little kids surrounding the circle of false friendship Rings of fire are connected at the elbow Cause they're tired, moms unexpectedly let go The Velcro light component that keeps there unit cohesive It's the music! So we give reasons to get sober Life experiences to hum to These kids play Red Rover? I look for weaknesses to run through With reckless abandon, they're standin', refuse to go down The pinballs in their machine bounce between abusive homes now If its fighter flats, they'll just choose to throw down Ain't nothing like beating a dead horse, riding it through a ghost town I move with no sound... I used to think I was invisible Til they stopped me in mid-stride and said "I think I seen a picture of you..." Picture that, I said "Nah I just got one of them faces Placed next to an expiration date that changes. I kind of look familiar, my name is at the tip of your tongue The lost look on my face makes you play dumb. Say something collopial I need to get my bearings and a feel for where I'm at but you ain't hearin' that." They shout freeze! I'm a tourist trapped by townies Who put bounties on armies and all surrounding counties Before I bounce, I hear them shout "Someone help us out, PLEASE!" We're all alone in the foster home Killin' ourselves with the house keys... Not every broken home can come equipped with a fix-it man And it's a smelly mess once the shit hits the fan Kids just stand in their circle jerks with there dicks in the sand Saying "FUCK THE WORLD" cause they aint got no girl But who do they think I am? Think again, I'm not that quick to plan ahead of time I'm two steps behind the schedule, they pretend to befriend my mind I think they just misread the lines in the palm of my hand Cause, they're random scars caused by slap boxin' with landlords I ran with the dogs till I realized they were all mutts Turned bitch once the dog catcher caught up Forced into trucks, boarded up, put to sleep in the pound Being an orphan sucks, but I'm done with sneaking around I see my frown posted up on street lights And telephone poles, from what they show it seems like I never grow old, from what they show it seems like I never go home, and that doesn't seem right Cause they won't let me grow... And this is where some go to avoid the sunrays and the noise of subways Emerging introverted, unemployed and unshaved I feel rewarded offering a finder's fee that I know no one will pay 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 I feel rewarded offering a finder's fee that I know no one will pay I've got multiple personalities and my inner children are runaways I feel rewarded offering a finder's fee that I know no one will pay I've got multiple personalities and my inner children are runaways I feel rewarded offering a finder's fee that I know no one will pay I've got multiple personalities and my inner children are runaways... |
| I'm feeling one of a kind right now.. | |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Daf replied on Wed Jan 27, 2010 @ 4:20pm |
 Coolness: 186070 | ...
Distance makes the heart grow weak So that the mouth can barely speak Except to those who hide their needs And I have read the golden seal That tell of how the seedlings feel Reminds my heart what love can yield By my only things are clear Baby boy I'm staying here Lonely lonely that was you Lonely and so untrue |
| I'm feeling kiss me, im shitface right now.. | |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» InnFekchun replied on Fri Jan 29, 2010 @ 10:20am |
| Coolness: 84940 | I love them lyrics...
I tried to be perfect, But nothing was worth it, I don’t believe it makes me real. I thought it’d be easy, But no one believes me, I meant all the things I said. If you believe it’s in my soul, I’d say all the words that I know, Just to see if it would show, That I'm trying to let you know, That I’m better off on my own. This place is so empty, My thoughts are so tempting, I don’t know how it got so bad. Sometimes it’s so crazy, that nothing can save me, But it’s the only thing that I have. If you believe it's in my soul, I’d say all the words that I know, Just to see if it would show, That I'm trying to let you know, That I'm better off on my own. On my own... I tried to be perfect, It just wasn't worth it, Nothing could ever be so wrong. It’s hard to believe me, It never gets easy, I guess I knew that all along. If you believe it’s in my soul, I’d say all the words that I know, Just to see if it would show, That I'm trying to let you know, That I’m better off on my own. |
| I'm feeling magik call right now.. | |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» crimson replied on Fri Jan 29, 2010 @ 6:17pm |
 Coolness: 67140 | [chorus]
They want us to fight but we just wanna get high Work all day all night tryin to get fly When I get some money imma buy me some time I cant fight your war until I’m finished with mine (x2) I used to be mad at the government Redirected some of my anger towards the mother ship Tryin to guess which shell living hell sleeps under When the grand scheme plan keeps all these people wondering Why we still runnin in place frustrated Pride is mistaken for hate it’s upgraded I got a little breath left let’s suffocate it Point at the epiphanies and call ‘em all drug related The time I spent with my life on bent Tryin to find the friends inside my head Must have disengaged every phase of the stage With my I’m coming I’m coming I’m coming of age My unofficial autobio Will be accompanied with tips on how to smile Cuz I found that when they don’t see you frown They never know that you’re a threat and they don’t sweat you When you come around So who’s gonna be my next door savior Step up to your neighbor and do me a favor Take off the mask let it all collapse Empty the pack and watch your wings grow back [chorus] society becomes jealousy intimacy becomes intensity say it with a smile like it’s meant to be and all of a sudden BOOM American family and I could tell when you’re mad at your past because you tend to take them turns just a little too fast I could tell how you pushed your foot on the gas that you already knew that you was gonna finish last slow it down and take a little time to look up at them clouds with that fake silver lining up in a tree knowin damn well you’ll never reach the top but you don’t stop, you keep climbing well O-K it’s settled no more nights in this weed and thorn infested meadow uh uh from this day forth only forward I pedal get the memo I’m cutting the strings Geppetto shuffle the cards and let’s argue rooted in between the computer games and cartoons stop it watch us all get lost between God and a shot of scotch let’s get fly [chorus] uh huh… gon’ work all day work all night uh huh… won’t fight your war until I’m finished with mine uh huh… gonna forward move, gonna buy me some time uh huh… I’m cutting your strings and keeping my smile (x3) Update » crimson wrote on Sun Jan 31, 2010 @ 4:01pm In Case yer curious...
Group: Atmosphere Song: Get Fly Album: You Can't Believe How Much Fun we're Having. Update » crimson wrote on Sun Jan 31, 2010 @ 4:53pm Haha yup, Sluggo one of my fave MCs. Guy is a great wordsmith... |
| I'm feeling happy ^^ right now.. | |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» the_worm replied on Sat Jan 30, 2010 @ 9:50pm |
| Coolness: 61770 | Nice^^ let's get fly with the sluggo;)
We could try to change to make a new life Don't mean we gon' do right tonight We could try to change to make a new life Don't mean we gon' do right tonight Hey mother, don't let them know you They hunger to hold you down and control you Hey lover, don't let 'em love you They'll lay on top of you to stay above you ] We could try to change to make a new life Don't mean we gon' do right tonight We could try to change to make a new life Don't mean we gon' do right tonight We all need something we can stake the blame on It can't be your dance that made this rain storm It must be the alcohol, and you hate this place cos the town's too small And everybody there's so fake Be a brand new day if they was half awake Smile'n your face like 'yes sir' Waitin til ya turn your back so they can whisper And you ain't tryin' to love none of 'em Na, ya know better right? Ya learned something But even If The first few burst through They only pursue cause they wanna hurt you It comes with a smokers cough Gonna turn it on until it's broken off Cos suffering didn't crush his 'just not enough' They wanna hold you down until they lock you up [Chorus X2] We could try to change to make a new life Don't mean we gon' do right tonight We could try to change to make a new life Don't mean we gon' do right tonight Hey sister, don't let them touch you So friendly when they're close enough to cut you Hey mister, don't let them break you |
| I'm feeling one of a kind right now.. | |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» system_glitch replied on Sun Jan 31, 2010 @ 4:53am |
 Coolness: 163215 | As the stars appear
I know I'll find you staring at the sky. Pointlessly reaching for some light You hope to guide your sorry way. Your body bleeding. Your body burned. Your body scarred. Around the cinder of your heart A God of love. A God of care. A God of hope. A God of words. A God as lost as you and blind to fill your hollow soul again. You seek a God to stand above you, wrapping healing arms around you. You'll find another God of pain, a God of suffering and tears. Give yourself unto your God. Sacrifice yourself again. Burn your thoughts erase your will to Gods of suffering and tears. Tie hallowed bonds around your hands. Kneel before this seat of shame to Gods as lost, Gods as blind, Gods of suffering and pain. |
| I'm feeling instant pirate, just add rum right now.. | |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Mutante replied on Sun Jan 31, 2010 @ 4:56am |
 Coolness: 76895 | Friends sing together
Friends do things together Friends laugh together Friends make graphs together Friends help you when you're in danger Friends are people who are not strangers Friends help you shift into a new place And tell you if you've got food on your face Friends are the ones on who you can depend He's my friend, he's not my friend Friends are the ones who are there in the end He's my friend, they're not my friends If you trip over I'll catch your fall If you kick my dick I won't break your balls If you get drunk and vomit on me I'll make sure you get home safely If you crossed the road and a truck struck you I'll scrape you up and reconstruct you I'll cheer you up if you're depressed If you get murdered I'll avenge your death Friends walk together Pop and lock together Me and him together Me and Jim forever Friends go jogging at the track Friends borrow money, never pay you back Friends do not let friends do crack Friends go out and grab a snack Friends drink beer in the sun Unlike girlfriends they don't mind if you have more than one Friends tell you when your fly's undone Murray, your fly's undone My Uncle John had a special friend They dressed alike, his name was Ben I've never seen two friends like them They were very very friendly men Friends, friends, friends... |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Sparklz replied on Sun Jan 31, 2010 @ 8:11pm |
 Coolness: 114110 | "Let Me Entertain You"
Hell is gone and heaven's here There's nothing left for you to fear Shake your arse come over here Now scream I'm a burning effigy Of everything I used to be You're my rock of empathy, my dear So come on let me entertain you Let me entertain you Life's too short for you to die So grab yourself an alibi Heaven knows your mother lied Mon cher Separate your right from wrongs Come and sing a different song The kettle's on so don't be long Mon cher So come on let me entertain you Let me entertain you Look me up in the yellow pages I will be your rock of ages Your see through fads and your crazy phrases yeah Little Bo Peep has lost his sheep He popped a pill and fell asleep The dew is wet but the grass is sweet, my dear Your mind gets burned with the habits you've learned But we're the generation that's got to be heard You're tired of your teachers and your school's a drag You're not going to end up like your mum and dad So come on let me entertain you Let me entertain you Let me entertain you He may be good he may be outta sight But he can't be here so come around tonight Here is the place where the feeling grows You gotta get high before you taste the lows So come on Let me entertain you Let me entertain you So come on let me entertain me Let me entertain you Come on come on come on come on |
| I'm feeling kapow! right now.. | |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Agaguk replied on Sun Jan 31, 2010 @ 9:26pm |
 Coolness: 58120 | Revelation leading to my psychosis and inspiration
Digest another hallucination, psychosis by recreation Happy till the next deterioration, psychosis For you it's a different notion of music and motion A dance of lights, a prosaic ocean A delicate, nearly transparent creation of somebody's soul on the screen Has caught you in between Of somebody's life on the stage and somebody's life on the frontpage And this is where we all should see red A big fat laughing mouth of red And I see that it makes me anti everything And I see that it makes me want to shed my skin, shed my skin I think I'm gonna start my own religion Seems to be the recipe for a new sensation Think it's gonna make a trendy revolution Quite the contribution to the unnatural selection |
| I'm feeling delirious right now.. | |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» DCRn replied on Tue Feb 2, 2010 @ 9:42am |
 Coolness: 158950 | Aw the Humanity by Reverend Horton Heat
Like a man in love must do I was moving in on you And I didn't care how long I'd have to wait. I knew it was a bet But I now know better yet That the race was over right out of the game. Like a big dirigible ship At first a little blimp Getting bigger, ever bigger in your sky. But as I got overhead You dropped me like a ton of lead And I blew up in front of everybodys eyes. *Chorus* Aw the humanity! Aw the humanity! Though it really wasn't clear What that guy meant when he said Aw the humanity! Aw the humanity! I was moving in on glory When all the sudden I was dead *End Chorus* Like history being made It was watched by a brigade Like old news reels they'd shown in matinees. With the news reels in their eyes Even they were most surprised It unfolded in an unsuspected way. The Hindenburg of love Had me riding high above My head was floating higher than the air. But it ended in bad news Like someone lit a fuse And the explosion of my heart caused quite a glare. Jones and Bonham, Plant and Page Put Led Zeppelin on a stage And the Metlife blimp put Snoopy in the sky. Honey tell me, whats the deal? Why I'm now burning in a field? With sabotage, what made our romance die? You led me to the site That dark and faithful night My landing lines we're out and hanging down. But soon you lit a spark. Just a small electric ark. And history just came crashing to the ground. *Chorus* Aw the humanity! Aw the humanity! The announcers words were odd. But I'm the one who tried to holler. Aw the humanity! Aw the humanity! Our romance ended badly. In an unsuspected way. |
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| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Daf replied on Tue Feb 2, 2010 @ 9:48am |
| Coolness: 186070 | Out of bed at eight AM
Out my head by half past ten Out with mates and dates and friends That's what I do at weekends I can't talk and I can't walk But I know where I'm going to go I'm going watch my money go At the Locarno When my feet go through the door I know what my right arm is for Buy a drink and pull a chair Up to the edge of the dance floor Bouncers bouncing through the night Trying to stop or start a fight I sit and watch the flashing lights Moving legs in footless tights I go out on Friday night And I come home on Saturday morning I go out on Friday night And I come home on Saturday morning I like to venture into town I like to get a few drinks down The floor gets packed the bar gets full I don't like life when things get dull The hen party have saved the night And freed themselves from drunken stags Having fun and dancing In a circle round their leather bags I go out on Friday night And I come home on Saturday morning I go out on Friday night And I come home on Saturday morning But two o'clock has come again It's time to leave this paradise Hope the chip shop isn't closed Cos' their pies are really nice I'll eat in the taxi queue Standing in someone else's spew Wish I had lipstick on my shirt Instead of piss stains on my shoes I go out on Friday night And I come home on Saturday morning I go out on Friday night And I come home on Saturday morning I go out on Friday night And I come home on Saturday morning I go out on Friday night And I come home on Saturday morning |
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| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Masa replied on Tue Feb 2, 2010 @ 10:12am |
 Coolness: 159485 | . |
| I'm feeling my swagga back right now.. | |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Daf replied on Tue Feb 2, 2010 @ 10:21am |
| Coolness: 186070 | c'est ton edit, ou tout ce qu'il y a a rajouter au lyrics que j'ai poster?
j'aime tellllement cette chanson |
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| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Masa replied on Tue Feb 2, 2010 @ 10:35am |
| Coolness: 159485 | J'écoute live. C'est bon, thanks ;) |
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| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Daf replied on Tue Feb 2, 2010 @ 10:42am |
| Coolness: 186070 | l'original (the specials) ou la reprise de nouvelle vague?
les 2 sont parfaites!! |
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| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Masa replied on Tue Feb 2, 2010 @ 11:28am |
| Coolness: 159485 | Mwais, c'est pas mal aussi ;) |
| I'm feeling my swagga back right now.. | |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Daf replied on Tue Feb 2, 2010 @ 11:30am |
| Coolness: 186070 | tu précises jamais de quoi tu parles
fack jva dire que jcomprend laquelle fut bonne et laquelle maintenant est pas mal? :P |
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| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Masa replied on Tue Feb 2, 2010 @ 12:18pm |
| Coolness: 159485 | Bwahaha sorry, pas vraiment réveillé ce matin :)
Alors voilà, j'connaissais pas beaucoup The Specials, plus de réputation qu'autre chose, et j'ai bien aimé. Masa = <3 Ska. :) Pour la version Nouvelle vague, elle est pas mal ;) J'adore la voix, même si je sais pas de quelle chanteuse il s'agit... Y'en a comme eu plusieurs au fil des années? |
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| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Daf replied on Tue Feb 2, 2010 @ 12:25pm |
| Coolness: 186070 | wais, nouvelle vague c'est 2 gars qui travail en collectif avec plusieurs différent artiste
le premier album est de loin le meilleur, en faite j'ai jamais écouter le 3ième faute d'avoir trouver le 2ième meh la chanteuse dans Saturday Night Sunday Morninng c'est Daniella D’Ambrosio et si t'aimes le ska et tu connaissais pas The Specials, yé grand temps que tu commences à faire des recherches ;) The specials <3<3 du ska c'est tellement pas *vomi* Less than jake ou similaire le ska c'est archi reggae New wave, le vrai en tout cas, et c'est a cause de ça que beaucoup on pas aimé, pour le new wave style Update » Daf wrote on Tue Feb 2, 2010 @ 12:27pm check too drunk to fuck de nouvelle vague
tellement l'une de leur meilleur (moi jtrip ben raide sur le premier album ;)) sérieux le beat et le style qu'ils ont donné a ce classique est parfait pour moi ça fais party piscine BBQ année 60 j'pourrais écouter des albums complet qui sonne comme ça <3<3<3 |
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