Give us a Song! (lyrics thread)

IDLEchild

Well-Known Member
Over and over
by
Morcheeba

Waking to these sounds again
I wonder how I'll sleep
Passing out is taking off into the stubborn deep
I'd like to meet a human who makes it all seem clear
To work out all these cycles and why I'm standing here
I'm falling

Over and over and over and over again now
Calling and over and over and over and over again now

Running through my life right now
I don't regret a thing
The things I do just make me laugh and make me wanna drink
I'd like to meet a mad man who makes it all seem sane
To work out all these troubles and what there is to gain
I'm falling

Over and over and over and over again now
Calling and over and over and over and over again now

Projecting what I want is always hard to know
But when it comes between my sights I'll let the damage show

I'd like to meet a space man, who's got it going on
Sailing through the stars at night 'til our world is gone
I'm falling

Over and over and over and over again now
Calling and over and over and over and over again now

Over and over and over and over again now
Calling and over and over and over and over again now
 

Ms Ann Thrope

New Member
any Richard Thompson fans out there? this is from Rumor and Sigh

1952 Vincent Black Lightning
Said Red Molly to James, that's a
fine motorbike,
A girl could feel special on any such like
Said James to Red Molly, Well my hat's
off to you
It's a Vincent Black Lightning, 1952
And I've seen you at the corners and cafes,
it seems
Red hair and black leather, My favourite
colour scheme
And he pulled her on behind
And down to Boxhill they did ride

Said James to Red Molly, here's a ring
for your right hand
But I'll tell you in earnest, I'm a dangerous man
I've fought with the law since
I was seventeen
I robbed many a man to get my
Vincent machine
Now I'm 21 years, I might make 22
And I don't mind dying, but for the
love of you
and if fate should break my stride
I'll give you my Vincent to ride

Come down, come down, Red Molly,
Called Seargeant McRae
For they've taken young James Adie
for armed robbery
Shotgun blast hit his chest,
Left nothing inside
coome down, Red Molly to his dying bedside
When she came to the hospital,
There wasn't much left
He was running out of road, He was
running out of breath
But he smiled to see her cry
Said I'll give you my Vincent to ride

Said young James, in my opinion,
There's nothing in this world
Beats a '52 Vincent and a red-headed girl
Now Nortons and Indians and Greeves won't do
They don't have a soul like a Vincent '52
He reached for her hand and he gave
her the keys
He said I don't have any further
use for these
I see angels on ariels in leather
and chrome
Swooping down from heaven to
carry me home
He gave her one last kiss and died
And he gave her his Vincent to ride
 

markjs

Banned
Song: Chuch of Logic, Sin, & Love
Album: The Men
Band: The Men

They weren't surprised by the wind and rain
They took off anyway -- east, I think that's what they did
They were just two of the wildest, bored creatures on earth
Fed up with work, strip bars and loneliness galore
In an old oldsmobile that one of them bought off their father
They ate up so much road -- they was grinnin'
(Then they came upon the thing)
chorus
This is real -- this is now
This is the freak show baby anyhow
On the church of logic, sin and love
Heals the curious magic soul
Big top drama from head to toe
Cactus, venom, rodeo
On the church of logic, sin and love
Two hours later they decided to stop at a diner
Because they loved the smell of eggs and coffee
I just had to smoke a cigarette and wear a hat
By the time that they set off again, the sun was starting to set
It made the sky look red like a nuclear ray
One of them said "what do you want more than anything
in this whole wide world
Do you want mokey, do you want sex, or do you want all that succes?"
I thought about that myself
(Then they came upon the thing)
chorus
The thing ahead sixty miles, do no miss
Not for the squeamish or depressed, not for the unbelievers
Truly obsessed -- something you just don't wanna miss
It's the kind of place where space explorers could have landed
Around 1963 -- when John F. Kennedy was in Life Magazine
And everything was aqua marine, aque marine
chorus out...
 

AlphaTroll

New Member
Attics of my life - Grateful Dead

In the attics of my life, full of cloudy dreams unreal.
Full of tastes no tongue can know, and lights no eyes can see.
When there was no ear to hear, you sang to me.

I have spent my life seeking all that's still unsung.
Bent my ear to hear the tune, and closed my eyes to see.
When there was no strings to play, you played to me.

In the book of love's own dream, where all the print is blood.
Where all the pages are my days, and all the lights grow old.
When I had no wings to fly, you flew to me, you flew to me.

In the secret space of dreams, where I dreaming lay amazed.
When the secrets all are told, and the petals all unfold.
When there was no dream of mine, you dreamed of me.
 

Kawaii

Well-Known Member
Masquerade
Written by Machinae Supremacy

I've tried to find some common ground
somewhere I can be unbound
by the preconceptions we have found

True strength is choosing your own side
when different worlds collide
Do you stay silent
to seem strong inside?

Do you really wanna be
another face in the masquerade?

Do you still hide your eyes away
from the world outside your shades
Have you noticed how it starts to fade?

True strength is to face the ceiling
when the walls are caving in
Do you stay silent
when you scream within?

Do you really wanna be
another face in the masquerade?

A transformer shell on what's within
Metal surface on a fragile skin
Do you always play only to win?

Do you really wanna be
another face in the masquerade?

It might seem like a lot of fun
to smash the system
but it's not for everyone
Now you will listen

Could you see if you were blind
and their eyes told you?
And confined inside your mind
you draw your own view?

Here comes the master slave
Demand respect for treason
You are my reason
to despise the world!
Divided by your claws
When we are kings you will be
another suit against the wall
and bang!

What we learn is never free
we walk with evil
But in bliss we tend to be
so forgetful

You won't see it crawling back
just out of nowhere
and finally when they attack
they've always been here

as time grows to be my reaper
I leave my mark behind
and history will be my keeper
but I am still alive

and where the ancient kings
are buried new kings
will rise and stand
and so the torch is always carried
passed from hand to hand

in the night it is all we care for
and we all play our part
enslaved is our passion and therefore
we hide it in the dark

A tour de force, a rabid face
behind the weapon kept in place
by tortured hands in cold embrace
A battle unconfused by chance,
come step into our mortal dance
and taste this ironclad romance

For every kill the stronger will
keeps getting stronger and the thrill
of such control is wild but still
A single life, what's that to me?
A fading light no one can see
yet such a pleasure death can be

Used to be a single voice
that vanished in a crowd
Vague just like a distant sun
when hidden by the clouds
Found a way to surface
and to speak my truth aloud
Be powerful, stand fast and proud

A tour de force, a rabid face
behind the weapon kept in place
by tortured hands in cold embrace
A single life, what's that to me?
A fading light no one can see
yet such a pleasure death can be

solely silently
I stand against the wind
And even though you see
you don't know where I've been

You say that our dreams
come alive when we're awake
but I can't even sleep
my sanity will break

so like the blink of an eye
just the second before a crash
time is standing still,
I am frozen, I can't feel

anger, such a simple
yet powerful emotion
you'd think I could just rid myself
of these thoughts I stir to motion
Instinct pulls me under
I can't fight this on my own
my mind has become
the darkest place I've ever known



PS: Yay! 30 posts, now i can have a 'tar! :D:D:D
 

Oz

New Member
Levellers - Just the One

Do you fancy a drink?
Just the one
To clear your head
We won't be long
It's a beautiful day
To waste away
There's plenty of time
For another one

[Chorus]
You know you shouldn't do it
But can't see no reason why
So blow your mind

Make mine a short
I'm getting there
But where there is
I couldn't care
There must be something
I haven't tried
Perhaps that bottle before my eyes

[Chorus]

Through the haze
The sun goes down
It's getting late
Let's hit the town
Call some friends
To paint it red
Feed the animal
In your head

[Chorus]

They throw you out
You hit the night
Go to a club
You feel alright
You get a pill
Take just half
Then take the rest of it
For a laugh

[Chorus]

Across the floor
You think you see
The one of your dreams
Your fantasy
But that last drink
Has made you blind
You need the bar
But it's hard to find

[Chorus]

It's a brand new game
You want to try,
You line them up
And it's the first to die
You think you've won
but it's time to leave
And it's back to yours
for a cup of tea

[Chorus]

You find your keys
And you all fall in
You spend an hour
And search for skins
When all seems lost
And it's looking grim
You find the bottle
Of christmas gin

[Chorus]

The rest is blank
And that's the worst
An empty head
For an empty purse
You had a laugh
Or so you think
But in the morning
You just stink

So you fancy a drink
It's just the one
To clear your head
We won't be long
 

freako104

Well-Known Member
one of my all time favourite REM songs this is its the end of the world as we know it(and I feel fine)




That's great, it starts with an earthquake, birds and
snakes, an aeroplane and Lenny Bruce is not afraid.
Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn - world
serves its own needs, dummy serve your own needs. Feed
it off an aux speak, grunt, no, strength, Ladder
start to clatter with fear fight down height. Wire
in a fire, representing seven games, a government
for hire and a combat site. Left of west and coming in
a hurry with the furies breathing down your neck. Team
by team reporters baffled, trumped, tethered cropped.
Look at that low playing! Fine, then. Uh oh,
overflow, population, common food, but it'll do. Save
yourself, serve yourself. World serves its own needs,
listen to your heart bleed dummy with the rapture and
the revered and the right, right. You vitriolic,
patriotic, slam, fight, bright light, feeling pretty
psyched.

It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.

Six o'clock - TV hour. Don't get caught in foreign
towers. Slash and burn, return, listen to yourself
churn. Locking in, uniforming, book burning, blood
letting. Every motive escalate. Automotive incinerate.
Light a candle, light a votive. Step down, step down.
Watch your heel crush, crushed, uh-oh, this means no
fear cavalier. Renegade steer clear! A tournament,
tournament, a tournament of lies. Offer me solutions,
offer me alternatives and I decline.

It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.

The other night I dreamt of knives, continental
drift divide. Mountains sit in a line, Leonard
Bernstein. Leonid Brezhnev, Lenny Bruce and Lester
Bangs. Birthday party, cheesecake, jelly bean, boom! You
symbiotic, patriotic, slam book neck, right? Right.

It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel
fine...fine...

(It's time I had some time alone)
 

markjs

Banned
freako104 said:
one of my all time favourite REM songs this is its the end of the world as we know it(and I feel fine)




That's great, it starts with an earthquake, birds and
snakes, an aeroplane and Lenny Bruce is not afraid.
Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn - world
serves its own needs, dummy serve your own needs. Feed
it off an aux speak, grunt, no, strength, Ladder
start to clatter with fear fight down height. Wire
in a fire, representing seven games, a government
for hire and a combat site. Left of west and coming in
a hurry with the furies breathing down your neck. Team
by team reporters baffled, trumped, tethered cropped.
Look at that low playing! Fine, then. Uh oh,
overflow, population, common food, but it'll do. Save
yourself, serve yourself. World serves its own needs,
listen to your heart bleed dummy with the rapture and
the revered and the right, right. You vitriolic,
patriotic, slam, fight, bright light, feeling pretty
psyched.

It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.

Six o'clock - TV hour. Don't get caught in foreign
towers. Slash and burn, return, listen to yourself
churn. Locking in, uniforming, book burning, blood
letting. Every motive escalate. Automotive incinerate.
Light a candle, light a votive. Step down, step down.
Watch your heel crush, crushed, uh-oh, this means no
fear cavalier. Renegade steer clear! A tournament,
tournament, a tournament of lies. Offer me solutions,
offer me alternatives and I decline.

It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.

The other night I dreamt of knives, continental
drift divide. Mountains sit in a line, Leonard
Bernstein. Leonid Brezhnev, Lenny Bruce and Lester
Bangs. Birthday party, cheesecake, jelly bean, boom! You
symbiotic, patriotic, slam book neck, right? Right.

It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel
fine...fine...

(It's time I had some time alone)

That song has long been one of my favorites as well!
 

markjs

Banned
Man On The Moon Lyrics
by R.E.M.

Mott the Hoople and the game of Life. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Andy Kaufman in the wrestling match. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Monopoly, Twenty one, checkers, and chess. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Mister Fred Blassie in a breakfast mess. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Let's play Twister, let's play Risk. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
See you heaven if you make the list. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Hey, Andy did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey, baby. Are we losing touch?
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
If you believe there's nothing up his sleeve, then nothing is cool.

Moses went walking with the staff of wood. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Newton got beaned by the apple good. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Egypt was troubled by the horrible asp. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Mister Charles Darwin had the gall to ask. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Hey Andy did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey, Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey, baby. Are you having fun?
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
If you believe there's nothing up his sleeve, then nothing is cool.

Here's a little agit for the never-believer. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Here's a little ghost for the offering. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Here's a truck stop instead of Saint Peter's. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Mister Andy Kaufman's gone wrestling [wrestling bears]. Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah.

Hey Andy did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey Andy are you goofing on Elvis, hey baby, are we losing touch?
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
If you believe there's nothing up his sleeve, then nothing is cool.
 

markjs

Banned
Black Sabbath: Heaven and Hell

Sing me a song, you're a singer
Do me a wrong, you're a bringer of evil
The Devil is never a maker
The less that you give, you're a taker
So it's on and on and on, it's Heaven and Hell, oh well
The lover of life's not a sinner
The ending is just a beginner
The closer you get to the meaning
the sooner you'll know that you're dreaming
So it's on and on and on, oh it's on and on and on
It goes on and on and on, Heaven and Hell
I can tell, fool, fool!
Well if it seems to be real, it's illusion
For every moment of truth, there's confusion in life
Love can be seen as the answer, but nobody bleeds for the dancer
And it's on and on, on and on and on....
They say that life's a carousel
Spinning fast, you've got to ride it well
The world is full of Kings and Queens
Who blind your eyes and steal your dreams
It's Heaven and Hell, oh well
And they'll tell you black is really white
The moon is just the sun at night
And when you walk in golden halls
You get to keep the gold that falls
It's Heaven and Hell, oh no!
Fool, fool!
You've got to bleed for the dancer!
Fool, fool!
Look for the answer!
Fool, fool, fool!
 

markjs

Banned
The Thrill Of It All
Band: Black Sabbath
Album: Sabotage


Inclination of direction, walk the turned and twisted rift
With the children of creation futuristic dreams we sift
Clutching violently we whisper with a liquefying cry
Any deadly final answers that are surely doomed to die
Won't you help me Mr. Jesus, won't you tell me if you can?
When you see this world we live in, do you still believe in Man?
If my songs become my freedom, and my freedom turns to gold
Then I'll ask the final question, if the answer could be sold
Well, that's my story and I'm sticking to it
'Cause I've got no reason to lie, yeah
Forget your problems that don't even exist
And I'll show you a way to get high, oh yeah
Oh yeah!
So come along, you know you matter to me
Remember freedom is not hard to find, yeah
Time to stop all your messing around
Don't you think that I know my own mind, oh yeah
Oh yeah!
Why can't you believe, it's not here to perceive
Do you always have to be told, yeah
For you have been taught that if your mind has been bought
Life's entire answer was sold, oh yeah
Oh yeah!
 

markjs

Banned
Big Black:
Kerosene

I was born in this town, live here my whole life
Probably come to die in this town, live here my whole life
Never anything to do in this town, live here my whole life
Never anything to do in this town, live here my whole life
Probably learn to die in this town, live here my whole life
Nothing to do, sit around at home
Sit around at home, stare at the walls
Stare at each other and wait till we die
Stare at each other and wait till we die
Probably come to die in this town, live here my whole life
There's Kerosene around, something to do
There's Kerosene around, she's something to do
There's Kerosene around, she's something to do
There's Kerosene around, we'll find something to do
Kerosene around, she's something to do
Kerosene around, set me on fire
Set me on fire, Kerosene
Set me on fire, Kerosene
Set me on fire, Kerosene
Set me on fire, Kerosene
Set me on fire
Kerosene around, something to do
There's Kerosene around, find something to do
There's Kerosene around, find something to do
Kerosene around, find something to do
Kerosene around, she's something to do
Kerosene around, set me on fire
Set me on fire, Kerosene
Set me on fire, Kerosene
Set me on fire, Kerosene
Set me on fire, Kerosene
Set me on fire
Kerosene around, she's something to do
Kerosene around, now what do we do?
Jumped Kerosene, now what do we do?
Jumped Kerosene, now what do we do?
Kerosene around, nothing to do
Jumped Kerosene, now what do we do?
Never anything to do in this town
Never anything but jump Kerosene
Never anything to do in this town
Never anything
Jump Kerosene
Set me on fire, Kerosene
Set me on fire, Kerosene
Set me on fire, Kerosene
Set me on fire, Kerosene
Set me on fire
 

markjs

Banned
Big Black:
Deep Six

Yeah! He was a plug-ugly son of a bitch, with a fist where most folks get their face
He was a plug-ugly son of a bitch, with a fist where most folks get their face
Me and a half dozen of us would've done him in, but he was never around except when we were drunk
And he's not like we are, see he doesn't know his place and he thinks he's some kind of big cheese
A buck knife, a saw blade, a lead pipe, a twelve gauge
Would've done him in, could've put him by
A buck knife, a saw blade, a lead pipe, a twelve gauge
I could've deep-sixed him, wouldn't bat an eye
Well, he's not like we are, see, he drinks his Jack straight, and he sleeps with his wife and he pays his whores
And he's not like we are, see, he drinks his Jack straight, and he sleeps in his cab and he pays his whores
But I'm God's gift to women, they always want my dick, except for that girl thinks I'm trash
And I'm God's gift to women, always want my dick, except for that college girl -- I'll kill her

Actually come to think of it I am not sure how good Big Black is for "kiddies"
 

markjs

Banned
Just one more....

Back in the day my friends and I, here in this small town much like the one in the previously posted Big Black song "Kerosene", used to pile into my 1973 18" long Chevy Monte Carlo and I'd play this song while we were out on a very long empty country road called "Hastings Street"..Well that Car had a 350 with an oversized cam in it and we'd easily hit 140 on that long and thankfully deserted road....We'd be half fucked up and it's a miracle we didn't die because the bumps would literally launch us off the pavement at that speed....A deer or a car could've popped out in front of us and we'd all have been so much history....Anyway.....It was fun....But I'd never do it again....

Big Black:

Racer X

Regular guy, Rex got a need
Rex, Racer X
Brother of Speed, brother of Speed, brother of sex
Shut up, Pops
Rex, Racer X
ok
Got a big white X on the top of his car
Rex keeps his speed in a little glass jar
Racer X on the road, Rex on the track
Little cartoon Nips -- Racer X on attack
OK
Just a man in a car, Racer X got a need
The Mach Five -- I need a little more speed
He's just a regular guy Racer X got a need
Come on, Pops -- I need a little more speed
Just a goddamn job, just a goddamn job, just a goddamn job, just a goddamn job
Just a goddamn job when you're hauling Trix
Just a goddamn job, Rex needs his fix
OK!
OK
Rex is the man
He's the brother of sex
Aw, shut up Pops
Here's to Rex, Racer X
OK
 

dragonstar

New Member
lets see who knows it

Ooooh too many choices but this has been stuck in my stereo for a while now.
Nomeansno = 3 old farts from Canada that play deliciously wicked music

SEX IS PHILOSOPHY
Sex is philosophy, philosophy is sex
Porno Video X X X
Sex is Politics, politics is Sex
Porno Video X X X
The wheels are turning, everything is fine
Her mouth is open end every moan is mine
Another dark hole in a clear, blue eye
And when I look there, what do you think I find?
Something's happening here, but what it is ain't exactly clear
My temperature's beginning to rise, may I throw away my disguise?
It's not love that I bring to you, it's a weapon, a lie and a tool
And the fantasies that fill my mind, they're not tender and they're not kind
They're not kind, they're the kind, they're the kind
That kill
Sex is philosophy, philosophy is sex
Porno Video X X X
Sex is Politics, politics is Sex
Porno Video X X X
In the sunshine I pass all scrutiny
But when the night comes there is a change in me
For every locked door there is a secret key
And in every dark room there is a light to see
Turn it on, flip the switch, she's not a person, she's just a bitch
And the only joy that comes to me is in the perfect execution of my cruelty
Let me tell you what I see when she is stretched out naked in front of me
I see who I am, and I'm afraid because it's not a man, it's not a man, not a man
It's a beast not a man
lt was such a shame, I'd seen her around but I never know her name
He'd been in trouble from an early age, a problem child full of hate and rage
In the school yard at the back, a security camera caught this violent act
She'd come willing to him, she only wanted to he bis friend but
He ripped away her shirt, he called her a whore, said that she was dirt
She was pleading for her lifa, she was screaming, "Why? Why? Why?"
He grabbed her by the hair, threw her down and kicked her there
She couldn't believe her eyes, as he reached in his pants and pulled it out-It's a knife!
It's a knife! It's a knife! It's a knife!
Is that a cock or a knife?
Sex is philosophy, philosophy is sex
Porno Video X X X
Sex is Politics, politics is Sex
Porno Video X X X
Are you getting what you want? Are you getting what you see?
Is this the business of pornography?
 

Luis G

<i><b>Problemator</b></i>
Staff member
Re: lets see who knows it

Ella

Me cansé de rogarle
me cansé de decirle que yo sin ella de pena muero
ya no quiso escucharme
si sus labios se abrieron fue para decirme ya no te quiero

Yo sentí que mi vida se perdía en un abismo profundo y negro como mi suerte
Quise hallar el olvido al estilo Jalisco
pero aquellos mariachis y aquel tequila me hicieron llorar

Me cansé de rogarle
con el llanto en los ojos alcé mi copa y brindé con ella
no podía despreciarme
era el último brindis de un bohemio con una reina
Los mariachis callaron

De mi mano sin fuerza calló mi copa sin darme cuenta
ella quiso quedarse cuando vió mi tristeza
pero ya estaba escrito que aquella noche perdiera su amor.....
 

Luis G

<i><b>Problemator</b></i>
Staff member
Re: lets see who knows it

The translation would be something similar to:

I got tired of begging her
I got tired of telling her that without her I die of pain
she won't listen to me anymore
if her lips opened it was just to say "i don't love you anymore"

I felt my life was getting lost in an abism as black and deep as my luck
I wanted to forget her Jalisco style
but those Mariachis and that tequila made me cry

I got tired of begging her
with the tears in my eyes I lift my glass and toasted with her
she couldn't despise me
it was the last toast of a bohemian with a queen
the mariachis quit playing

Of my hand without strenght my glass fell without noticing
she wanted to stay when she saw my sorrow
but it was written that i would lose her love that night
 

chcr

Too cute for words
Love me like a man

The men that I've been seeing
well they got their soul up on a shelf
you know they could never love me
cuz they can't even love themselves

But I want someone to love me
baby I want one to understand
Won't put himself above me
Who can love me like a man

I never seen such losers
even though I tried
Find a mind to take me home instead of
taking me for a ride

Baby, I use someone to care
Believe it when I tell you darlin'
you can love me like a man

Oh they want me to rock them
like my back ain't got no bone
I want a man whose gonna rock me
like my backbone was his own

baby, I want to wait until you can
Believe it when I tell you darlin'
You can love me like a man

Come home sad and lonely
Feel like I wanna cry
Come over here and hold me baby
and don't ever ask the reason why
I said I, I want a lover
Won't have to work to understand

Don't put yourself above me baby
Love me like a man

Bonnie Raitt

One for the wimminz :D
 
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