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One - U2
Is it getting better Or do you feel the same Will it make it easier on you now You got someone to blame You say... One love One life When it's one need In the night One love We get to share it Leaves you baby if you Don't care for it Did I disappoint you Or leave a bad taste in your mouth You act like you never had love And you want me to go without Well it's... Too late Tonight To drag the past out into the light We're one, but we're not the same We get to Carry each other Carry each other One... Have you come here for forgiveness Have you come to raise the dead Have you come here to play Jesus To the lepers in your head Did I ask too much More than a lot You gave me nothing Now it's all I got We're one But we're not the same Well we Hurt each other Then we do it again You say Love is a temple Love a higher law Love is a temple Love the higher law You ask me to enter But then you make me crawl And I can't be holding on To what you got When all you got is hurt One love One blood One life You got to do what you should One life With each other Sisters Brothers One life But we're not the same We get to Carry each other Carry each other One...life One |
Judas Priest - A Touch Of Evil
In the night Come to me You know I want your Touch of Evil In the night Please set me free I can't resist a Touch of Evil Arousing me now with a sense of desire Possessing my soul till my body's on fire A dark angel of sin Preying deep from within Come take me in I'm so afraid But I still feed the flame You're possessing me |
Neone Meate Dreams of an Octafish by Don Van Vilet
------------------------------------------------ Lucid tentacles test 'n sleeved 'n joined 'n jointed jade pointed Diamond back patterns Neon meate dream of a octafish Artifact on rose petals 'n flesh petals 'n pots Fack 'n feast 'n tubes tubs bulbs In jest incest injest injust in feast incest 'n specks 'n speckled speckled Speckled speculation Fedlocks waddlin' feast Archaic faces frenzy Ceramic fists artificial deceased 'n cists rancid buds burst Dank drum 'n dung dust Meate rose 'n hairs Meaty meate rose 'n hairs Meaty dream wet meate Limp damp rows Peeled 'n felt fields 'n belts Impaled on 'n daeman Mucus mules Twot trot tra la tra la Tra la tra la tra la Whale bone fields 'n belts Whale bone farmhouse Cavorts girdled 'n latters uh lite Cavorts girdled 'n latters uh lite Uh dipped amidst Squirmin' serum 'n semen 'n syrup 'n semen 'n serum Stirrupped in syrup Neon meate dream of a octafish |
The Beatles "I Am The Walrus"
I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together. See how they run like pigs from a gun, see how they fly. I'm crying. Sitting on a cornflake, waiting for the van to come. Corporation tee-shirt, stupid bloody Tuesday. Man, you been a naughty boy, you let your face grow long. I am the eggman, they are the eggmen. I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob. Mister City Policeman sitting Pretty little policemen in a row. See how they fly like Lucy in the Sky, see how they run. I'm crying, I'm crying. I'm crying, I'm crying. Yellow matter custard, dripping from a dead dog's eye. Crabalocker fishwife, pornographic priestess, Boy, you been a naughty girl you let your knickers down. I am the eggman, they are the eggmen. I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob. Sitting in an English garden waiting for the sun. If the sun don't come, you get a tan From standing in the English rain. I am the eggman, they are the eggmen. I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob g'goo goo g'joob. Expert textpert choking smokers, Don't you thing the joker laughs at you? See how they smile like pigs in a sty, See how they snied. I'm crying. Semolina pilchard, climbing up the Eiffel Tower. Elementary penguin singing Hari Krishna. Man, you should have seen them kicking Edgar Allan Poe. I am the eggman, they are the eggmen. I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob g'goo goo g'joob. Goo goo g'joob g'goo goo g'joob g'goo... (etc.) |
Incubus - Dig
We all have a weakness
But some of ours are easy to identify. Look me in the eye and ask for forgiveness; We'll make a pact to never speak that word again. Yes, you are my friend. We all have something that digs at us. At least we dig each other. So when weakness turns my ego up I know you'll count on the me from yesterday. If I turn into another, Dig me up from under what is covering The better part of me. Sing this song! Remind me that we'll always have each other When everything else is gone. We all have a sickness That cleverly attaches and multiplies No matter how we try. We all have someone that digs at us. At least we dig each other. So when sickness turns my ego up I know you'll act as a clever medicine. If I turn into another, Dig me up from under what is covering The better part of me. Sing this song! Remind me that we'll always have each other When everything else is gone. Oh, each other When everything else is gone. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ohh oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh If I turn into another, Dig me up from under what is covering The better part of me. Sing this song! Remind me that we'll always have each other When everything else is gone. Oh, each other When everything else is gone. Oh, each other When everything else is gone. |
I listen to her heartbeat, because it plays my favorite song. - Lil Wayne.
Bringing back a dead thread. :P |
Honestly, I think some of the analogies that Nicki Minaj, and Drake sing are incredible.. Though I'm not a rapper myself;), There's something about the flow on a lot of there songs that's really inspiring and clever.
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If I could bottle up the sea breeze I would take it over to your house
And pour it loose through your garden So the hinges on your windows would rust and colour Like the boats pulled up on the sand for the summer And your sweet clean clothes would go stiff on the line And there’d be sand in your pockets and nothing on your mind -Josh Pyke, The Summer |
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I like a few lines from General Public's "Tenderness" (and I also like the song), because they are a good reminder of the value of tenderness: "Seems like without tenderness there's something missing. I don't know where I am but I know I don't like it. I open my mouth and out pops something spiteful. Words are so cheap, but they turn out expensive. Words like conviction can turn into a sentence." |
If I'm so evil, why are you satisfied?
If I'm so evil, why are you satisfied? I had a dream about your ghost. You were breathing down my neck. Idiot style in the shower, flicking your ashes down the drain. You were telling me how this ain't no rodeo town. I caught the gun but you made me set it down. If I'm so evil, why are you satisfied? If I'm so evil, why are you satisfied? When you left you said, "I'm gonna keep an eye on you". Well, I don't mind if you do, But you can't keep quiet. You were telling me how this ain't no rodeo town. I caught the gun but you made me set it down. You were telling me how this ain't no rodeo town. I caught the gun, but you made me set it down. The Kills - Rodeo Town |
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