25-02-2005 17:31									#301
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Runrig - Big Songs of Hope and Cheer

The satellites are raining down
On the international room
There's nothing secret, nothing sacred anymore
All the soldiers of the world are turning history around
They're with me now, they're breaking down the door

One mother's daughter has seen her brothers
Taken to the shadowlands
Now she's waiting for six soldiers to return
And another mother's daughter's down on channel 21
Where she's opened up her life to let it burn

And the companies say, give us more of these
Big songs of hope and cheer
Hits and hooks and riffs that shine as new
As the refugees come in, live and dying, miles across the snow
And there's nothing that this stunning world can do...

The satellites are raining down
On a Sunday afternoon
She's opened for the world to take it all
Where we face our sweetest demons in the hands of flesh and love
She's aching at the stations of the fall

Pictures in a room
I can't take it anymore
Have I awakened to a strange land?
Pictures in a room
Somebody help me please
'Cause I can't sing the pains of hope in a torn world

	26-02-2005 15:43									#302
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An old, old favourite with a simple affecting video-

Massive Attack: Unfinished Sympathy

sung by Shara Nelson


I know that I've been mad in love before
And how it could be with you
Really hurt me baby, really hurt me baby
How can you have a day without a night
You're the book that I have opened
And now I've got to know much more

The curiousness of your potential kiss
Has got my mind and body aching
Really hurt me baby, really hurt me baby
How can you have a day without a night
You're the book that I have opened
And now I've got to know much more

Like a soul without a mind
In a body without a heart
I'm missing every part

(x5)

	02-03-2005 05:14									#303
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Two For Tuesday (although I'm a few minutes late) - Joni Mitchell

The Last Time I Saw Richard

The last time I saw Richard was Detroit in '68
And he told me all romantics meet the same fate someday
Cynical and drunk and boring someone in some dark cafe
"You laugh," he said, "you think you're immune
Go look at your eyes, they're full of moons
You like roses and kisses and pretty men to tell you
All those pretty lies
Pretty lies
When you gonna realise they're only pretty lies?
Only pretty lies..."

He put a quarter in the Wurlitzer and he pushed
Three buttons and the thing began to whirr
And a bar maid came by in fishnet stockings and a bow tie
And she said "Drink up now it's gettin' on time to close"
"Richard, you haven't really changed" I said
"It's just that now you're romanticising some pain that's in your head
You got tombs in your eyes but the songs you punched are dreaming
Listen, they sing of love so sweet, love so sweet
When you gonna get yourself back on your feet?
Oh and love can be so sweet
Love so sweet..."

Richard got married to a figure skater
And he bought her a dishwasher and a coffee percolator
And he drinks at home now most nights with the TV on
And all the house lights left up bright

I'm gonna blow this damn candle out
I don't want nobody comin' over to my table
I got nothing to talk to anybody about
All good dreamers pass this way some day
Hidin' behind bottles in dark cafes dark cafes
Only a dark cocoon before I get my gorgeous wings and fly away
Only a phase
These dark cafe days


Slouching Towards Bethlehem

Turning and turning
Within the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer
Things fall apart
The centre cannot hold
And a blood-dimmed tide
Is loosed upon the world

Nothing is sacred
The ceremony sinks
Innocence is drowned
In anarchy
The best lack conviction
Given some time to think
And the worst are full of passion
Without mercy

Surely some revelation is at hand
Surely it's the second coming
And the wrath has finally taken form
For what is this rough beast
Its hour come at last
Slouching toward Bethlehem to be born
Slouching toward Bethlehem to be born

Hoping and hoping
As if by my weak faith
The spirit of this world
Would heal and rise
Vast are the shadows
That straddle and strafe
And struggle in the darkness
Troubling my eyes

Shaped like a lion
It has the head of a man
With a gaze as blank
And pitiless as the sun
And it's moving its slow thighs
Across the desert sands
Through dark indignant
Reeling falcons

Surely some revelation is at hand
Surely it's the second coming
And wrath has finally taken form
For what is this rough beast
Its hour come at last
Slouching toward Bethlehem to be born
Slouching toward Bethlehem to be born

Raging and raging
It rises from the deep
Opening its eyes
After twenty centuries
Vexed to a nigcfmare
Out of a stony sleep
By a rocking cradle
By the Sea of Galilee

Surely some revelation is at hand
Surely it's the second coming
And wrath has finally taken form
For what is this rough beast
Its hour come at last
Slouching toward Bethlehem to be born
Slouching toward Bethlehem to be born

	02-03-2005 15:40									#304
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Betty Everett

Song: Getting Mighty Crowded


I'm packing up my memories
And I'm gonna move all out of your heart
I'm turning in my keys
And I'm gonna move all out of your heart
'Cause there ain't room enough for two
In dreams that were made for me and you
I'm telling you, it's getting mighty crowded
Too crowded for me
It's getting mighty crowded

I'm gonna take these things of mine
And I'm gonna move all out of your life
Stop wasting my time
And I'm gonna move all out of your life

'Cause there ain't room enough for three
In dreams that were made for you and me
So you see, it's getting mighty crowded
Too crowded for me
It's getting mighty crowded

I'm saving you the trouble of putting me down
Starting on the double, yeah yeah
I'm gonna shop around

I'm gonna find another heart
Where I can live all by myself
Gonna find another heart
I don't have to share with anybody else
'Cause you don't treat me like you should
And hanging around this neighborhood is no good

It's getting mighty crowded
Too crowded for me, getting mighty crowded
I'm packing up my memories, getting mighty crowded
Too crowded for me, getting mighty crowded
Too crowded for me, getting mighty crowded

	03-03-2005 16:41									#305
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Nightwish - Over The Hills And Far Away

They came for him one winter's night
Arrested, he was bound
They said there'd been a robbery
His pistol had been found

They marched him to the station house
He waited for the dawn
And as they led him to the dock
He knew that he'd been wronged
"You stand accused of robbery,"
he heard the bailiff say
He knew without an alibi,
Tomorrow's light would mourn his freedom

Over the hills and far away
For ten long years he'll count the days
Over the mountains and the seas
A prisoner's life for him there'll be

He knew that it would cost him dear,
But yet he dare not say
Just where he'd been that fateful night
A secret it must stay
He had to fight back tears of rage
His heart beat like a drum
For with the wife of his best friend
He spent his final night of freedom

Over the hills and far away
He swears he will return one day
Far from the mountains and the seas
Back in her arms he swear he'll be
Over the hills and far away

(Over the hills and
Over the hills and
Over the hills and far away)

Each night within his prison cell
He looks out through the bars
He reads the letters that she wrote
One day he'll know the taste of freedom

Over the hills and far away
She prays he will return one day
As sure as the rivers reach the seas
Back in his arms he swears she'll be

Over the hills and far away,
He swears he will return one day.
Over the mountains and the seas
Back in her arms is where he'll be

	03-03-2005 22:41									#306
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Knife Prty, deftones.

My knife it's sharp and chrome
Come see inside my bones
All of the fiends are on the block
I'm the new king
I taste the queen
In here we are all anemic
In here anemic and sweet
So go get your knife
And come in
So go get your knife
And lay down
So go get your knife now kiss me
I can float here forever
In this room we can't touch
The floor in here
We're all anemic
In here anemic and sweet so

	04-03-2005 03:48									#307
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Cells, by The Servant (instrumental feat. in the Sin City trailer)

It'll all click when the mortgage clears
All our fears will disappear
Now you go to bed
I'm staying here
I've got another level that I want to clear
My skin feels like orange peel
My eyes have been vacuum-sealed
My organs move like a squirm of eels
We should be more adventurous with our meals
They annoy me those who employ me
They could destroy me
They should enjoy me
We eat Chinese off our knees
And look for each other in the TV screen

[Chorus]
The sun goes up and the sun goes down
I drag myself into the town
All I do I want to do with you
Everyday I'm at my desk
At my desk I'm like the rest
All I do I want to do with you

On the city's skin they move en masse
Like a rash on the back of a manky cat
Now in I go like a fool
I can't resist dipping in the pool
I watch them watch me I watch 'em too
Across the street, across the room
I dress myself like a charcoal sketch
My eyes are brown and my hair's a mess
They annoy me those who employ me
They could destroy me
They should enjoy me
We eat Chinese off our knees
And look for each other in the TV screen

[ Chorus ] x2

The cells I am at the moment will soon die
But I will be here
Oh I'll still be here
The cells I am at the moment will soon die
But I will be here
Oh I'll still be here

[ Chorus ]

Everyday, everyday, everyday…

	13-03-2005 20:54									#308
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Pandora's Box - Original Sin

I've been looking for an original sin
One with a twist and a bit of a spin
And since I've done all the old ones
Till they've all been done in
Now I'm just looking
Then I'm gone with the wind
Endlessly searching for an original sin

You can dance forever
You got a fire in your feet
But will it ever be enough?
You know that it'll never be enough
You can fly and never land
And never need to sleep
But will it ever be enough?
You know that it'll never be enough

It's not enough to make the nightmares go away
It's not enough to make the tears run dry
It's not enough to live a little better every day
Everything that they taught us
Was nothing but lies
Everything that they bought us
Was nothing but bribes
But it'll all be over now

All I wanted was a piece of the night
I never got an equal share
When the stars are out of sight
And the moon is down
The natives are so restless tonight

All I needed was a spot in the light
It never had to get so dark
When the stars are out of sight
And the moon is down
The natives are so restless tonight
The natives are so restless tonight

I've been looking for the ultimate crime
Infinite victims, infinitesimal time
And I'm so very guilty for no reason or rhyme
So now I'm just looking
And killing some time
Endlessly searching for the ultimate crime

You can lose yourself in pleasure
Till your body's going numb
But will it ever be enough?
You know that it'll never be enough
You can always take whatever
You conceivably could want
But will it ever be enough?
You know that it'll never be enough

It's not enough to make the nightmares go away
It's not enough to make the tears run dry
It's not enough to live a little better every day
Everything that they taught us
Was nothing but lies
Everything that they bought us
Was nothing but bribes
But the lies are over now

All I wanted was a piece of the night
I never got an equal share
When the stars are out of sight
And the moon is down
The natives are so restless tonight

All I wanted was a spot in the light
It never had to get so dark
When the stars are out of sight
And the moon is down
The natives are so restless tonight

I've been looking for an original sin
One with a twist and a bit of a spin
And since I've done all the old ones
Till they've all been done in
Now I'm just looking
Then I'm gone with the wind
Endlessly searching for an original sin

I'm applying for a license to thrill
Going out on the edge
Moving in for the kill
They'll be hell to pay someday
So put it all on the bill
Cause we'll always be paying
And paying until
We're beyond expiration
With a license to thrill...

	13-03-2005 21:07									#309
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The Arcade Fire: Neighborhood #1 (Tunnels)

And if the snow buries my,
my neighborhood.
And if my parents are crying
then I'll dig a tunnel
from my window to yours,
yeah a tunnel from my window to yours.
You climb out the chimney
and meet me in the middle,
the middle of town.
And since there's no one else around,
we let our hair grow long
and forget all we used to know,
then our skin gets thicker
from living out in the snow.

You change all the lead
sleepin' in my head,
as the day grows dim
I hear you sing a golden hymn.

Then we tried to name our babies,
but we forgot all the names that,
the names we used to know.
But sometimes, we remember our bedrooms,
and our parent's bedrooms,
and the bedrooms of our friends.
Then we think of our parents,
well what ever happened to them?!

You change all the lead
sleepin' in my head to gold,
as the day grows dim,
I hear you sing a golden hymn,
the song I've been trying to say.

Purify the colors, purify my mind.
Purify the colors, purify my mind,
and spread the ashes of the colors
over this heart of mine!

	13-03-2005 21:12									#310
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Hot Hot Heat: Goodnight, Goodnight

It's not enough to hear me say you've won,
you only wanted me for havin' fun.
but now I think you've gone and had your way,
and left me with a pile of bills to pay.
I can't even rewind the tape machine,
to listen to your drunken reasoning.

So here it is, your final lullaby:

So goodnight, goodnight.
You're embarassing me,
you're embarassing you.
So goodnight, goodnight.
Walk away from the door,
walk away from my life.
So goodnight.

I've given up on social nights at ease,
I threw 'em out when I threw out your keys.
Along with all your records I can't stand;
you never even listened to any one of them.
You're never gonna drag me out again,
with all the people that were never ever even your friends.

So here it is, your final lullaby:

So goodnight, goodnight.
You're embarassing me,
you're embarassing you.
So goodnight, goodnight.
Walk away from the door,
walk away from my life.

A little bit of rain I’d say is fair,
But why does ???
This isn't getting hurt, this is goodbye.

So goodnight, goodnight.
You're embarassing me,
you're embarassing you.
So goodnight, goodnight.
Walk away from the door,
walk away from my life.

So goodnight, goodnight.
You're embarassing me,
you're embarassing you.
So goodnight, goodnight.
Walk away from the door,
walk away from my life.
so goodnight.

	14-03-2005 03:25									#311
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The Magnetic Fields - 100,000 Fireflies

I have a mandolin
I play it all night long
It makes me want to kill myself

I also have a dobro
Made in some mountain range
Sounds like a mountain range in love

But when I turn up the tone on my electric guitar
I'm afraid of the dark without you close to me

I went out to the forest and caught
A hundred thousand fireflies
As they ricochet round the room
They remind me of your starry eyes
Someone else's might not have made me so sad
But this is the worst night I ever had,

'Cause I'm afraid of the dark without you close to me
I'm afraid of the dark without you close to me

You won't be happy with me,
But give me one more chance
You won't be happy anyway

Why do we still live here
In this repulsive town?
All our friends are in New York

Why do we keep shrieking,
When we mean soft things?
We should be whispering all the time...

	14-03-2005 04:23									#312
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Pushing thru the market square, so many mothers sighing
News had just come over, we had five years left to cry in
News guy wept and told us, earth was really dying
Cried so much his face was wet, then I knew he was not lying
I heard telephones, opera house, favourite melodies
I saw boys, toys electric irons and t.v.’s
My brain hurt like a warehouse, it had no room to spare
I had to cram so many things to store everything in there
And all the fat-skinny people, and all the tall-short people
And all the nobody people, and all the somebody people
I never thought I’d need so many people

A girl my age went off her head, hit some tiny children
If the black hadn’t a-pulled her off, I think she would have killed them
A soldier with a broken arm, fixed his stare to the wheels of a cadillac
A cop knelt and kissed the feet of a priest, and a queer threw up at the sight of that

I think I saw you in an ice-cream parlour, drinking milk shakes cold and long
Smiling and waving and looking so fine, don’t think
You knew you were in this song
And it was cold and it rained so I felt like an actor
And I thought of ma and I wanted to get back there
Your face, your race, the way that you talk
I kiss you, you’re beautiful, I want you to walk

We’ve got five years, stuck on my eyes
Five years, what a surprise
We’ve got five years, my brain hurts a lot
Five years, that’s all we’ve got
We’ve got five years, what a surprise
Five years, stuck on my eyes
We’ve got five years, my brain hurts a lot
Five years, that’s all we’ve got
We’ve got five years, stuck on my eyes
Five years, what a surprise
We’ve got five years, my brain hurts a lot
Five years, that’s all we’ve got
We’ve got five years, what a surprise
We’ve got five years, stuck on my eyes
We’ve got five years, my brain hurts a lot
Five years, that’s all we’ve got
Five years
Five years
Five years
Five years

	14-03-2005 08:47									#313
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Quasar Wut Wut: Enola Gay

She’s got graves for every hunchback in town
Who would offer their humps up to the Holy of Holies.
Now, you may think that you’re safe in the crowd -
How fast can you run from the galloping Furies?

I’ve seen her waltzing through the war-tattered skies,
Possessed by the drums of the Sanctum Sanctorum.
But when I gaze into those black-market eyes
It makes me wanna give it all up.

I’m okay, I’ve got my head on the ropes now
I’m just a quarter sort of a dime.
And I’m at my knees to the tortuous tease
Thinking it’s time to slow down.

But the statute she reads states that these tricks up my sleeves
Are gonna chew off my arm somehow.
Sr. Androgenous is spindling over
Too brief a description of the sexual organs.

In my confusion I have found my way
To the alter where they play tempestuous games:
I see my darling with her hair up in tangles
Fixing her men with fatal doses and damsels.

And when I gaze into those black-market eyes
It makes me wanna give it all up
I’m okay, I’ve got my head on the ropes now
I’m just a quarter sort of a dime.

And I’m at my knees to the tortuous tease
Thinking it’s time to slow down.
But the statute she reads states that these tricks up my sleeves
Are gonna chew off my arm somehow.

All I wanted was to hold you,
And I’ve waited so long for the day
When I’ll be called into your pale room
Oh, my darling Enola Gay.

	14-03-2005 09:23									#314
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life on mars? - david bowie

It's a god-awful small affair
To the girl with the mousy hair
But her mummy is yelling "No"
And her daddy has told her to go
But her friend is nowhere to be seen
Now she walks through her sunken dream
To the seat with the clearest view
And she's hooked to the silver screen
But the film is a saddening bore
For she's lived it ten times or more
She could spit in the eyes of fools
As they ask her to focus on

Sailors fighting in the dance hall
Oh man! Look at those cavemen go
It's the freakiest show
Take a look at the Lawman
Beating up the wrong guy
Oh man! Wonder if he'll ever know
He's in the best selling show
Is there life on Mars?

It's on Amerikas tortured brow
That Mickey Mouse has grown up a cow
Now the workers have struck for fame
'Cause Lennon's on sale again
See the mice in their million hordes
From Ibeza to the Norfolk Broads
Rule Britannia is out of bounds
To my mother, my dog, and clowns
But the film is a saddening bore
'Cause I wrote it ten times or more
It's about to be writ again
As I ask you to focus on

Sailors fighting in the dance hall
Oh man! Look at those cavemen go
It's the freakiest show
Take a look at the Lawman
Beating up the wrong guy
Oh man! Wonder if he'll ever know
He's in the best selling show
Is there life on Mars?

	14-03-2005 17:42									#315
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Artist: Gil Scott-Heron

Album: The Revolution Will Not Be Televised

Song: The Revolution Will Not Be Televised



You will not be able to stay home, brother.
You will not be able to plug in, turn on and drop out.
You will not be able to lose yourself on skag and skip,
Skip out for beer during commercials
Because the revolution will not be televised.

The revolution will not be televised.

The revolution will not be brought to you by Xerox
In 4 parts without commercial interruption.
The revolution will not show you pictures of Nixon
Blowing a bugle and leading a charge by John Mitchell,
General Abrams and Spiro Agnew to eat
Hog maws confiscated from the Harlem sanctuary.

The revolution will not be televised.

The revolution will be brought to you by the Schaefer Award Theatre and
will not star Natalie Wood and Steve McQueen or Bullwinkle and Julia.

The revolution will not give your mouth sex appeal.
The revolution will not get rid of the nubs.
The revolution will not make you look five pounds
Thinner, because The Revolution will not be televised, Brother.

There will be no pictures of you and Willie Mays
Pushing that cart down the block on the dead run,
Or trying to slide that colour television into a stolen ambulance.
NBC will not predict the winner at 8:32 or the count from 29 districts.

The revolution will not be televised.

There will be no pictures of pigs shooting down
Brothers in the instant replay.
There will be no pictures of young being
Run out of Harlem on a rail with a brand new process
There will be no slow motion or still life of
Roy Wilkens strolling through Watts in a red, black and
Green liberation jumpsuit that he had been saving
For just the right occasion
Green Acres, The Beverly Hillbillies, and
Hooterville Junction will no longer be so damned relevant,
and Women will not care if Dick finally gets down with
Jane on Search for Tomorrow because Black people
will be in the street looking for a brighter day.

The revolution will not be televised.

There will be no highlights on the eleven o'clock News
and no pictures of hairy armed Women Liberationists and
Jackie Onassis blowing her nose.

The theme song will not be written by Jim Webb, Francis Scott Key,
nor sung by Glen Campbell, Tom Jones, Johnny Cash,
Englebert Humperdinck, or the Rare Earth.

The revolution will not be televised

The revolution will not be right back after a message
About a white tornado, white lightning, or white people.
You will not have to worry about a germ on your Bedroom,
a tiger in your tank, or the giant in your toilet bowl.
The revolution will not go better with Coke.
The revolution will not fight the germs that cause bad breath.
The revolution WILL put you in the driver's seat.
The revolution will not be televised,

WILL not be televised,WILL NOT BE TELEVISED.

The revolution will be no re-run brothers;
The revolution will be live.

	16-03-2005 02:58									#316
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Bob Dylan - The Times, They Are A-Changin'

Come gather 'round people
Wherever you roam
And admit that the waters
Around you have grown
And accept it that soon
You'll be drenched to the bone
If your time to you
Is worth savin'
Then you better start swimmin'
Or you'll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changin'

Come writers and critics
Who prophesise with your pen
And keep your eyes wide
The chance won't come again
And don't speak too soon
For the wheel's still in spin
And there's no tellin' who
That it's namin'
For the loser now
Will be later to win
For the times they are a-changin'

Come senators, congressmen
Please heed the call
Don't stand in the doorway
Don't block up the hall
For he that gets hurt
Will be he who has stalled
There's a battle outside
And it is ragin'
It'll soon shake your windows
And rattle your walls
For the times they are a-changin'

Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land
And don't criticise
What you can't understand
Your sons and your daughters
Are beyond your command
Your old road is
Rapidly agin'
Please get out of the new one
If you can't lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin'

The line it is drawn
The curse it is cast
The slow one now
Will later be fast
As the present now
Will later be past
The order is
Rapidly fadin'
And the first one now
Will later be last
For the times they are a-changin'

	17-06-2005 04:50									#317
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Fire and Rain

James Taylor


Just yesterday morning they let me know you were gone
Susanne the plans they made put an end to you
I walked out this morning and I wrote down this song
I just can’t remember who to send it to

I’ve seen fire and I’ve seen rain
I’ve seen sunny days that I thought would never end
I’ve seen lonely times when I could not find a friend
But I always thought that I’d see you again

Won’t you look down upon me, jesus
You’ve got to help me make a stand
You’ve just got to see me through another day
My body’s aching and my time is at hand
And I won’t make it any other way

Oh, I’ve seen fire and I’ve seen rain
I’ve seen sunny days that I thought would never end
I’ve seen lonely times when I could not find a friend
But I always thought that I’d see you again

Been walking my mind to an easy time my back turned towards the sun
Lord knows when the cold wind blows it’ll turn your head around
Well, there’s hours of time on the telephone line to talk about things
To come
Sweet dreams and flying machines in pieces on the ground

Oh, I’ve seen fire and I’ve seen rain
I’ve seen sunny days that I thought would never end
I’ve seen lonely times when I could not find a friend
But I always thought that I’d see you, baby, one more time again, now

Thought I’d see you one more time again
There’s just a few things coming my way this time around, now
Thought I’d see you, thought I’d see you fire and rain, now

	17-06-2005 05:23									#318
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Celtic New Year
Van Morrison

If I don't see you through the week
See you through the window
See you next time that we're talking on the telephone
And if I don't see you in that Indian summer
Then I want to see you further on up the road

I said, oh won't you come back?
I have to see you my dear
Want you come back in the Celtic New Year?
In the Celtic New Year

If I don't see you when I'm going down Louisiana
If I don't see you when I'm down on Bourbon Street
If you don't see me when I'm singing Jack of Diamonds
If you don't see me when I'm on my lucky streak

Woa, I want you, want you to come on back
I've made it very clear
I want you to come back home in the Celtic New Year
Celtic New Year

If I don't see you when the bonfires are burning, burning
If I don't see you when we're singing the Gloriana tune
If I've got to see you when it's raining deep inside the forest
I got to see you at the waning of the moon

Said oh, won't you come on back?
Want you to be of good cheer
Come back home on the Celtic New Year

Celtic New Year, Celtic New Year
Celtic New Year
In the Celtic New Year
In the Celtic New Year

Come on home, come on home, come on home, come on home
In the Celtic New Year

	17-06-2005 08:07									#319
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Eels: Going Fetal

quote: Everyone is going fetal It's the dance the kids all feel Just get down under your desk Feels like your mama's nest Alright Everyone is going fetal It's the one thats really real You're gonna love it if you give it a try You just lay down like you're gonna die Alright Everyone is going fetal If you feel like your fate is sealed Then just get down and curl on up Just like a little helpless pup Alright Everyone is going fetal

	17-06-2005 08:42									#320
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[ever (foreign flag), team sleep]

You make that dance look so new
And I'm in awe
A face like you've never seen
I'm yours tonight
So come on
Light the stage
So we can all take off
Anywhere
We'll never come back
Ever

You wear that cast so cool
And I'm in awe
A face like you've never seen before
Around
So come on, yeah
Light the stage
So we can all take off
Anywhere
We'll never come back
Ever

Lie on the stage
You picture all of us everywhere
We'll never come back
Ever

	25-06-2005 05:52									#321
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From the best Buffy the Vampire Slayer ever.

Rest in Peace

I died
So many years ago
But you can make me feel
Like it isn't so
And why you come to be with me
I think I finally know
mmm-mmm

You're scared
Ashamed of what you feel
And you can't tell the ones you love
You know they couldn't deal
Whisper in a dead man's ear
It doesn't make it real
That's great

But I don't wanna play
'Cause being with you touches me
More than I can say
And since I’m only dead to you
I’m saying stay away and
Let me rest in peace

Let me rest in peace
Let me get some sleep
Let me take my love and bury it
In a hole 6-foot deep
I can lay my body down
But I can't find my, sweet release
So let me rest in peace

You know,
You got a willing slave
And You just love to play the thought
That you might misbehave
But Till you do,
I'm telling you
Stop visiting my grave
Let me rest in peace

I know I should go
But I follow you like a man possessed
There's a traitor here beneath my breast
And it hurts me more than you've ever guessed
If my heart could beat, it would break my chest
but I can see you're unimpressed
So leave me be and

Let me rest in peace
Let me get some sleep
Let me take my love and bury it
Im a hole 6-foot deep
I can lay my body down
But I can't find my sweet release
Let me rest in peace
Why won't you
Let me rest in peace?

	25-06-2005 05:59									#322
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the mitchell brothers feat. kano and the streets - routine check

[Teddy Mitchell]
Spoken: The good thing with the law these days, right
Is that criminals know their rights better than their wrongs

[Chorus]
What do you mean routine check?
I didn’t take this route to be checked
Sound like you routinely check
Any youths in jeans AND CREPS
What do you mean routine check?
I didn’t take this route to be checked
Sound like you routinely check
Any youths in jeans AND CREPS

[Teddy Mitchell]
Ten two nine
Teddy tends to not have time
That’s when Teddy wants to decline
To entertain all your piss taking jives
I tell you my name
I’m identified by
And when the station verifies
You realise what I tell you is right
Your hand dips inside my black Stan Smiths
Rustles my CK boxers
F*ck sake you nearly grabbed man’s d*ck
c*nt-stable
Sorry I didn’t mean c*nt-stable
But that name feels so comfortable
And I find it so fun to talk
Coz there’s no sh*t goin down nothin at all
Seein your sidekicks getting kicks
Off my side’s embarrassment
But you’ll see me end up in the van again
And you’ll hear the cell door slam again

[Chorus]
What do you mean routine check?
I didn’t take this route to be checked
Sound like you routinely check
Any youths in jeans AND CREPS
What do you mean routine check?
I didn’t take this route to be checked
Sound like you routinely check
Any youths in jeans AND CREPS

[Tony Mitchell] (Copper)
What’s the problem officer?
(Just a routine check mate
That’s why we stoppin ya)
Wow, this is the third time now, must be popular
Never knew I had fans here’s my autograph
As you can see it’s all steady yeah I bought my car
Licence, insurance it’s all proper
(Listen I make that decision you just keep it on guard
Mr. Tony Mitchell you’re man apart
with your saggy jeans lookin like you so hard
wearin jackets twice your size like you’re carryin arms
You gotta stand here)
What? You gotta be havin a laugh,
If this is what I’m bein held for then kiss my arse
I showed you all my papers now what more do you need?
(Now come on son where you hidin all the weed? Is it in the glove compartment or under the seat? Behind the sun visor all tidy and neat now listen son you might as well tell me what you got)
What you on about? Obviously your plan’s flopped
Tryin to put me wrist in cuffs I think not
I know I ain’t got no skunk so just piss off

[Chorus]
What do you mean routine check?
I didn’t take this route to be checked
Sound like you routinely check
Any youths in jeans AND CREPS
What do you mean routine check?
I didn’t take this route to be checked
Sound like you routinely check
Any youths in jeans AND CREPS

[Kano]
Aww man
What the f*ck you want from me?
I just want to be left alone so don’t even bother me
Interrupt me and accuse me wrongfully
I ain’t got the time so this is long for me

Spoken: Bla bla bla
Kano Robinson
Twenty first of the fifth eighty five

*
*
You won’t find a box of merch so spare me the time of the stop and search
Two black boys and they got a Merc
If it was stolen why would we stop the Merc?
You pulled us to try and find problems
Like Jay-Z and 99 Problems
I’m a bad boy anyway always got protection, 99 Condoms
Yeah officer, course I’m a thief, dealin lil drugs and my boot smell of weed

[Chorus]
What do you mean routine check?
I didn’t take this route to be checked
Sound like you routinely check
Any youths in jeans AND CREPS
What do you mean routine check?
I didn’t take this route to be checked
Sound like you routinely check
Any youths in jeans AND CREPS

[Mike Skinner]
Oi oi I don’t get many routine checks these days
But these bros are not the same
Apart from the day off that train from that Tottenham game
I do tend to end days in the police station
On occasion lately
Once a week
Maybe
I get a crime reference number for my most recent phone
The police code that’s the code for a free phone
Take one camera phone
Tell em I got jacked of the phone
When in fact actually though
The previous evening back at home
I played baby foot
No-one jacked my phone
I madly gambled my phone and got smacked
By my bro

[Chorus]
What do you mean routine check?
I didn’t take this route to be checked
Sound like you routinely check
Any youths in jeans AND CREPS
What do you mean routine check?
I didn’t take this route to be checked
Sound like you routinely check
Any youths in jeans AND CREPS

	25-06-2005 08:47									#323
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Aqua Teen Hunger Force

Artist: Schoolly D

Uh yeah, yo, you all ready for this?

Uh, yeah yeah
Ha ha, mic check mic check
Yeah mic check mic check
Yeah

My name is

Shake-zoola
The mic rulah
The old schoolah
You wanna trip?
I'll bring it to ya

Frylock
And I'm on top rockin'
Like I got Meatwad
You're up next
Won't you knock knock

Meatwad make the money, see
Meatwad get the hunnies, G
Drivin in my car
Livin like a star
Ice on my fingers and my toes and I'm a taurus

Ha ha
Check it, uh
Check check it
Yeah

Cause we are the Aqua Teens
Make the homies say "ho" and the girlies wanna scream
Cause we are the Aqua Teens
Make the homies say "ho" and the girlies wanna scream

Yeah
Aqua Teen Hunger Force
Number One in the hood, G
Ha ha ha ha, yeah

Cause we are the Aqua Teens
Cause we are the Aqua Teens
Cause we are the Aqua Teens
Cause we are the Aqua Teens

Ha ha, yeah baby, you can't mess wit dat
You can't mess wit dat
You know you can't mess wit us, man

	25-06-2005 09:09									#324
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@ Emperor-

Does anybody actually read the lyrics in these threads, or you just post them to yourself?

	04-08-2005 20:07									#325
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Dave Chapelle's R. Kelly Parody

"I want to Piss on You"

[intro]

(spoken)
Yeah. This is the R.
40 oz. of malt liquor make me want to tell you somethin'.


(verse 1)

Rollin round, sittin on dubs. Countin the hours, high on shrubs.

Coolin in my Escalade. Man I'm paid, I got it made!

Take me to your special place. Close your eyes, show me your face.

I'm gonna piss on it!


(chorus)

Haters wanna hate, lovers wanna love. I don't even want none of the above.

I want to piss on you! Yes I do. I'll piss on you; I'll pee on you.


(verse 2)

Said your body.. your body.. is a Porta-Potty.

And my pee I'd kick; like it know's karate. (knows karate)

You'll never feel quite the same once u take a whiff of my Hershey stains.

I want to poop on u too. I want to pee in your food.

Only thing that make my life complete is when I turn your face into a toilet seat.

I'm gonna piss on you!


(chorus)

Won't you braid my hair? Said won't you braid my hair?
Before we start, I'm gonna fart. I'm gonna fart on you.

	23-08-2005 06:40									#326
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coldplay

Green Eyes

Honey you are a rock
Upon which I stand
And I came here to talk
I hope you understand
The green eyes, yeah the spotlight, shines upon you
And how could, anybody, deny you
I came here with a load
And it feels so much lighter now I met you
And honey you should know
That I could never go on without you
Green eyes

Honey you are the sea
Upon which I float
And I came here to talk
I think you should know

The green eyes, you're the one that I wanted to find
And anyone who tried to deny you, must be out of their mind
Because I came here with a load
And it feels so much lighter since I met you
Honey you should know
That I could never go on without you
Green eyes, green eyes
Oh oh oh oh

Honey you are a rock
Upon which I stand

	23-08-2005 06:48									#327
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beatles
Across The Universe

Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup,
They slither while they pass, they slip away across the universe
Pools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting through my open mind,
Possessing and caressing me.
Jai guru de va om
Nothing's gonna change my world,
Nothing's gonna change my world.

Images of broken light which dance before me like a million eyes,
That call me on and on across the universe,
Thoughts meander like a restless wind inside a letter box they
Tumble blindly as they make their way
Across the universe
Jai guru de va om
Nothing's gonna change my world,
Nothing's gonna change my world.

Sounds of laughter shades of earth are ringing
Through my open views inviting and inciting me
Limitless undying love which shines around me like a
Million suns, it calls me on and on
Across the universe
Jai guru de va om
Nothing's gonna change my world,
Nothing's gonna change my world.

	23-08-2005 08:09									#328
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A personal favorite from Genesis.

Undertow

The curtains are drawn
Now the fire warms the room.
Meanwhile outside
Wind from the north-east chills the air,
It will soon be snowing out there.

And some there are cold,
They prepare for a sleepless night.
Maybe this will be their last fight.

But we're safe in each other's embrace,
All fears go out as I look on your face-

Better think awhile
Or I may never think again.
If this were the last day of your life, my friend,
Tell me, what do you think you would do then?

Stand up to the blow that fate has struck upon you,
Make the most of all you still have coming to you, or
Lay down on the ground and let the tears run from you,
Crying to the grass and trees and heaven finally on your knees

Let me live again, let life come find me wanting.
Spring must strike again against the shield of winter.
Let me feel once more the arms of love surround me,
Telling me the danger's past, I need not fear the icy blast again.

Laughter, music and perfume linger here
And there, and there,
Wine flows from flask to glass and mouth,
As it soothes, confusing our doubts.

And soon we feel,
Why do a single thing to-day,
There's tomorrow sure as I'm here.

So the days they turn into years
And still no tomorrow appears.

Better think awhile
Or I may never think again.
If this were the last day of your life, my friend,
Tell me, what do you think you would do then?

Stand up to the blow that fate has struck upon you,
Make the most of all you still have coming to you, or
Lay down on the ground and let the tears run from you,
Crying to the grass and trees and heaven finally on your knees

Let me live again, let life come find me wanting.
Spring must strike again, against the shield of winter.
Let me feel once more the arms of love surround me,
Telling me the danger's past, I need not fear the icy blast again.

	23-08-2005 10:24									#329
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mudvayne

"Fall Into Sleep"

Dreams of earthquakes
Dreams of hurricanes
Dreams of pouring rain
Dreams of tidal waves...to wash us all away
Dreams of guns blazed
Dreams of fire rage
Dreams of swollen graves
Dreams of hollow pain
All gone

No more fallen
No more enemy
No more casuality
No more dream

Fall into sleep
Fall into me
I have a dream
But nobody cares
Nobody wants to listen

Fall into sleep
Fall into me
Hang on to a dream that nobody wants
Nobody cares anymore

Dreams of mourning grief
Dreams of disbelief
Dreams of tragedy
Dreams of our disease...to take us all away
Dreams of fidelity
Dreams of inner peace
Dreams of loyalty
Dreams of unity
All gone
All gone

Fall into sleep
Fall into me
I have a dream
But nobody cares
Nobody wants to listen

Fall into sleep
Fall into me
Hang on to a dream that nobody wants
Nobody cares anymore

The angels are injured
Fall with broken burning wings
Are we dead inside
Are we blind
We can't keep moving forward
Backwards with closed eyes
We're losing sight
All lost inside

No more fallen
No more enemy

Fall into sleep
Fall into me
I have a dream
But nobody cares
Nobody wants to listen

Fall into sleep
Fall into me
Hang on to a dream that nobody wants
Nobody cares
Nobody wants
Nobody cares anymore

All gone
All gone
All gone
All gone

	24-08-2005 04:45									#330
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Not About Love
Fiona Apple

The early cars already are
Drawing deep breaths past my door
And last night's phrases, sick with lack of basis
Are still arriving on my floor

And it doesn't seem fair
That your wicked words should work in holding me down
No, it doesn't seem right
To take information given at close range
For the gag and the bind and the ammunition round

Conversation once colored by esteem
Became dialogue as a diagram of a play for pun
Took a vacation, my palate got clean
Now I could taste your agenda while you're spitting your cud

And it doesn't make sense
I should fall for the kingcraft of a meritless crown
No, it doesn't seem right
To take information given at close range
For the gag and the bind and the ammunition round

This is not about love
'Cause I am not in love
In fact I can't stop falling out
This is not about love
'Cause I am not in love
In fact I can't stop falling out
I miss that stupid ache

"What is this posture I have to stare at?"
That's what he said when I'm sitting up straight
Change the name of the game 'cause he lost
And he knew he was wrong but he knew it too late

But I'm not being fair
'Cause I chose to listen to that filthy mouth
But I'd like to choose right
Take all the things that I've said that he stole
Put 'em in a sack, swing 'em over my shoulder
Turn on my heels, step out of this sight
Try to live in a lovelier light

This is not about love
'Cause I am not in love
In fact I can't stop falling out
This is not about love
'Cause I am not in love
In fact I can't stop falling out
I miss that stupid ache