Give us a Song! (lyrics thread)

Morten Abel:
Birmingham Ho

OK... Taxi!

I met this girl in a Birmingham taxi
I got it first, but she slipped in before me
Just as I was telling her, hey this is mine
She already told the cab driver where to go

Me I always show respect for the ladies
I sat back and let her have it her way
So good lord sees me through darkness and light
I tell you what I remembered from that night

I'm hungry, do you fancy a little something to eat?
I can't go on forever on Cognac and weed
But she was already on the way down in the seat
I tried to stop her, or maybe I didn't

So there I was in a strange situation
The chauffeur said I can drop you off at the station
I said no man, no don't
I tell you when to stop keep your eyes on the road

You don't have to be gay to make a friend feel good OK
No, you don't have to be gay to make a friend feel good OK
You don't have to be gay to make a friend feel good OK

Two hours later, she was still at it
The driver had to refill gasoline and shit
Baby baby, introduce yourself
What's your name, girl?
My name is Fred
Fred?
Fred, yeah
Fred, a'what a'what did you say?
Now that put me back a bit 'cos I'm not gay
Now that put me back a bit 'cos I'm not gay

You don't have to be gay to make a friend feel good OK
No, you don't have to be gay to make a friend feel good OK
You don't have to be gay to make a friend feel good OK

So whatever kind of trouble you might get yourself into
Just think of me that night and what I went through
I thought it was Helen or Marie or whatever, giving me head
Until I realised it was this dude called Fred ... Hello

And that was a Birmingham Ho
Hey, ho hey, ho hey
And that was a Birmingham Ho
Hey, ho hey, ho hey, ho hey

Take it away now..

Hold on a minute, that's bullshit
You told me it was a microphone
And you wanted me to sing in it
I have a lot of friends and I do lots of things for them
I don't think it's me, I think it's you that have a problem
So zip up and try to be a gentleman
I have feelings too and I don't need you to hurt them
So zip up and try to be a gentleman
So zip up and try to be a gentleman

You don't have to be gay to make a friend feel good OK
No, you don't have to be gay to make a friend feel good OK
You don't have to be gay to make a friend feel good OK

You don't have to be gay to make a friend feel good OK
No, you don't have to be gay to make a friend feel good OK
You don't have to be gay to make a friend feel good OK

And that was a Birmingham Ho
Hey, ho hey, ho hey
And was a Birmingham Ho
Hey, ho hey, ho hey, ho hey...
 
Morten Abel: Stay Crazy

You give me a lemon
I make lemonade
I'm used to break
All the promises I make
I try to be humble though
Don't want to be left alone
In the darkness
With my nightmares
It's not easy
to always be right

Might as well be
a little bit crazy

Here's to you, my lovely
Here's to you, stay crazy
Here's to you my lovely
Cheers to you
And the sound of the waves
Under the night sky
Oblivious city
odious universe
couldn't be more happy
anywhere else
fill my cup to the rim
'cos we should be drinking
to all God's lost
children
we would be fools
if we stuck to the rules

Might as well be
totally crazy
 
"(Can't Get My) Head Around You" (edit on request) by The Offspring

Deep inside your soul there's a hole you don't wanna see
Every single day what you say makes no sense to me
Even though I try I can't get my head around you

Somewhere in the night there's a light in front of me
Heaven up above with a shove, I beg it's me
Even though I try I fall in the river of you
You've managed to bring me down too

All you're faking (Get Up, Get Up, Get Up, Get Up)
Shows you're aching (Get Up, Get Up, Get Up)

Every single day what you say makes no sense to me
Lettin' you inside, isn't right, don't mess with me
I never really know what's really going on inside you
I can't get my head around you

All you're feeling (Get Up, Get Up, Get Up, Get Up)
Shows you're breathing (Get Up, Get Up, Get Up)

Deep inside your soul there's a hole you don't wanna see
Covering it up like a cut with the likes of me
You know I've really tried, I can't do anymore about you

The cut's getting deeper (Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahh)
The hill's getting steeper (Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahh)

I guess I'll never know what's really going on inside you
I can't get my head around you
I can't get my head around you
I can't get my head around you
I can't get my head around you
 
Acid Lyrics


[Chorus 1: Lil' Wyte]
Well I been trippin' for 10 hours on 3 hits of liquid microdot (I'm on acid - acid)
Gettin' chased around the car by some midgets in the parking lot (I'm on acid - acid)
Eatin' doritos through a tree, a million spiders after me (I'm on acid - acid)
I'm runnin' around havin' a fit, on myself I'm about ta shit (I'm on acid - acid)

[Lil' Wyte]
Can you imagine feelin' all calm then all of the sudden your fingers get numb?
Knees start freezin, what is the season?
where we at? and why we leavin?
Trees are shrinkin', turnin' plants ta roots and roots back inta seeds
And clowns are changin', comin' at me, different directions now I'm freakin'
Hoe's are rakin', body shakin'
Mane, I thought it was some crack
Called the fire department, told 'em I had a flame upon my back
This shit's crazy, plus enable, raisans dancing on the table
There's the horse, we got a horse, yeah we do and I seen the stable
Quit yo flaugin, I ain't flaugin
Got a beat in who ya talkin to
I'm talkin to you talkin to me
Listenin' cuz I have you and I have to
Be kinda smart to even catch that
I might be trippin' but the pimpin' grippin' gatta spit that
With no expectancy I made a party from a rivalry
Accidently, kicked then tripped the beef when he had ran by me
Fuck police, we gon' sanish this trick too well as the
50 shot of purple microdot you will be gone a week

[Chorus 2: Lil' Wyte]
20-20 vision blur and can't even feel the syrup (I'm on acid - acid)
I can smoke a pound of dro, drink myself unda the flo' (I'm on acid - acid)
Put the straw up ta your nose, take the blow straight ta your dome (I'm on acid - acid)
You passin' out in my front yard, throwin' up on Xanax bars (I'm on acid - acid)

[Lil' Wyte]
Well I wishin I was sober, feel the shit from head ta shoulders
This ain't even halfway over, it's the part I'm waitin ta show ya
Laughin' long time like hyenas, laughed a long time at vienas
In the can or out the can they still look like a can a penis
I'm the meanest, acid-takin, down-south-cracka on the mic
Change start crankin', gotcha thinkin', good trip gon' turn ta a fright
Bubble poppin, trails are watchin', foes done cross the fuckin' room
My dogs came in the den and made a mess and then thats for the broom
Now I'm 'Bouta hit the sack cuz I can't take this shit no more
Relax my mind, take a deep breath and let my head sink in pillow
Take a seven hour nap, wake up seven minutes later
This the greatest drug the seventies is ever fucking gave us
Yes it's major don't be playin' - when you drop it will hit ya
If it's gel caps or liquid - microdots yes I'm wit'cha
And I'm flippin' cross the Roll, visual contact lightning globe
The space ship I'm flying landed in the Bay - I have ta go

[Chorus 3: Lil' Wyte]
By now, I'm weak in some pain and my body's feelin drained (I'm on acid - acid)
Comin' down upon my trip and my skin's abouta rip (I'm on acid - acid)
I'll prolly sleep till Thursday and it's only Sunday (I'm on acid - acid)
Wakin' up on that Thursday to have another Saturday (I'm on acid - acid)
 
I'm Sensitive - Jewel

I was thinking that I might fly today
Just to disprove all the things you say
It doesn't take a talent to be mean
Your words can crush things that are unseen
So please be careful with me, I'm sensitive
And I'd like to stay that way.

You always tell me that is impossible
To be respected and be a girl
Why's it gotta be so complicated?
Why you gotta tell me if I'm hated?
So please be careful with me, I'm sensitive
And I'd like to stay that way.

I was thinking that it might do some good
If we robbed the cynics and took all their food
That way what they believe will have taken place
And we can give it to people who have some faith
So please be careful with me, I'm sensitive
And I'd like to stay that way.

I have this theory that if we're told we're bad
Then that's the only idea we'll ever have
But maybe if we are surrounded in beauty
Someday we will become what we see
'Cause anyone can start a conflict
it's harder yet to disregard it
I'd rather see the world from another angle
We are everyday angels
Be careful with me 'cause I'd like to stay that way
 
happiness is ~ the verve pipe

The world is giving you the run around
it leaves you feeling low and let down
But happiness is wherever you find it

I'm not waiting for a friend beside me
or for the Lord above to guide me
My happiness is wheverever I find it
and I wanna find it with you.

Have you ever felt so out of place
that the smile on you face
was to keep from crying?
I don't know how we get so out of touch
but I don't want much
just to find out what happiness is.

While everybody else is winning
you're stuck waiting for your new beginning
but happiness is wherever you find it.

You may be full of life's frustrations
but I'm up for negotiations
my happiness is wherever I find it
and I wanna find it with you.

Have you ever felt so out of place
that the smile on you face
was to keep from crying?
I don't know how we get so out of touch
but I don't want much
just to find out what happiness is.

If you've got your lucky break and broke it
I guess you've got your options open
but happiness is wherever you find it, yeah,
and I wanna find it with you

Have you ever felt so out of place
that the smile on you face
was to keep from crying?
I don't know how we get so out of touch
but I don't want much
just to keep on trying

People say a prayer every day
that they'll end up with more than their nextdoor neighboor.
I'm not buying all their ego trips but I'll get my kicks
when I find out what happiness is

what happiness is

what happiness is
 
:)

run to you ~ bryan adams

She says her love for me could never die
But that’d change if she ever found out about you and i

Oh - but her love is cold
It wouldn’t hurt her if she didn’t know, ’cause...

When it gets too much
I need to feel your touch

I’m gonna run to you
I’m gonna run to you
Cause when the feelin’s right I’m gonna run all night
I’m gonna run to you
She’s got a heart of gold she’d never let me down
But you’re the one that always turns me on
You keep me comin’ ’round

I know her love is true
But it’s so damn easy makin’ love to you

I got my mind made up
I need to feel your touch

I’m gonna run to you
Ya - I’m gonna run to you
Cause when the feelin’s right I’m gonna stay all night

I’m gonna run to you
Ya - I’m gonna run to you
Oh when the feelin’s right I’m gonna run all night
I’m gonna run to you
 
Styx

Too Much Time On My Hands:

Sitting on this barstool talking like a damn fool
Got the twelve o’clock news blues
And I’ve given up hope on the afternoon soaps
And a bottle of cold brew
Is it any wonder I’m not crazy? is it any wonder I’m sane at all
Well I’m so tired of losing- I got nothing to do and all day to do it
I go out cruisin’ but I’ve no place to go and all night to get there
Is it any wonder I’m not a criminal?
Is it any wonder I’m not in jail?
Is it any wonder I’ve got

Too much time on my hands, it’s ticking away with my sanity
I’ve got too much time on my hands, it’s hard to believe such a calamity
I’ve got too much time on my hands and it’s ticking away from me
Too much time on my hands, too much time on my hands
Too much time on my hands

Well, I’m a jet fuel genius - I can solve the world’s problems
Without even trying
I have dozens of friends and the fun never ends
That is, as long as I’m buying
Is it any wonder I’m not the president
(he’s not the president)
Is it any wonder I’m null and void?
Is it any wonder I’ve got

Too much time on my hands, it’s ticking away at my sanity
I’ve got too much time on my hands, it’s hard to believe such a calamity
I’ve got too much time on my hands and it’s ticking away from me
Too much time on my hands, too much time on my hands
Too much time on my hands
 
Hopefully I haven't posted this one already. But knowing my absent minded brain, I probably have.

Lenny Kravitz - Again

edit: Yep, I posted it already. See just like one or two pages back. :shrug:
 
The Macc Lads - Fluffy Pup

I spent last night trying to chuck my bird
She was clinging to my leg like a homesick turd
'Your tits are too small, and your legs are too short,
I want a fit bird from the Sunday Sport,
I can't hear my records when you sit on my face,'
Then she mouths off in front of my mates....

'But you told me that you loved me!'
'I never fucking did!'
'You used to bring me flowers!'
'Shut your fucking grid!'
'You acted dead sweet, and you called me fluffy pup!'
'You could cook, you could fuck, you could do the washing up, now I've had enough,
Go on, fuck off, get stuffed.'

I took her one side, and we started chatting:
'Tell the lads that, I'll kick your fucking twat in! Now piss off back to your mother's,
I've had enough, say another word, you'll get a boot up the chuff,
You're spotty, you're ugly, you smell like Billingsgate,'
Then she mouths off in front of my mates.....

I stormed off, I was going crazy,
When I got to the chippy, I had one foot in the grave,
She's got a seven foot dad, (well, just about)
He was going to rip my liver out, I said:
'Here you go, grandad, your turn to hold her,'
There was half a pint of gravy on the chip on my shoulder....
 
Restless tonight
Cause I wasted the light
Between both these times
I drew a really thin line
It’s nothing I planned
And not that I can
But you should be mine
Across that line

If I traded it all
If I gave it all away for one thing
Just for one thing
If I sorted it out
If I knew all about this one thing
Wouldn’t that be something

I promise I might
Not walk on by
Maybe next time
But not this time

Even though I know
I don’t want to know
Yeah I guess I know
I just hate how it sounds


Finger Eleven - One Thing :crying4:
 
Dead Kennedys

Holiday In Cambodia lyrics

So you've been to school for a year or two
And you know you've seen it all
In daddy's car thinkin' you'll go far
Back east you type don't crawl
Play ethnicky jazz to parade your snazz
On you five grand stereo
Braggin' that you know how the niggers feel the cold
And the slum's got so much soul
It's time to taste what you most fear
Right Guard will not help you here
Brace yourself, my dear
Brace yourself, my dear
It's a holiday in Cambodia
It's tough kid, but it's life
It's a holiday in Cambodia
Don't foget to pack a wife

You're a star - belly sneech you suck like a leech
You want everyone to act like you
Kiss ass while you bitch so you can get rich
But your boss gets richer off you
Well you'll work harder with a gun in your back
For a bowl of rice a day
Slave for soldiers 'til you starve
Then you head is skewered on a stake
Now you can go where people are one
Now you can go where they get things done
What you need, my son...
What you need, my son...
Is a holiday in Cambodia
Where people dress in black
A holiday in Cambodia
Where you'll kiss ass or crack
Pol Pot,
Pol Pot,
Pol Pot,
Pol Pot etc.

And it's a holiday in Cambodia
Where you'll what you're told

A holiday in Cambodia
Where the slum's got so much soul
 
This is the first song Warren Zevon wrote after he found out he had lung cancer and three months to live (he lasted nearly a year, long enough to hold his new grandchildren).

Warren Zevon - Keep Me In Your Heart For Awhile

From the album "The Wind"

Shadows are fallin'
and I'm runnin' out of breath
keep me in your heart for awhile

If I leave you
it doesn't mean I love you any less
keep me in your heart for a while

When you get up in the mornin'
and you see that crazy sun
keep me in your heart for awhile

There's a train leavin' nightly
called when all is said and done
keep me in your heart for awhile

Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-lo
Keep me in your heart for awhile
Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-lo
Keep me in your heart for awhile

Sometimes when you're doin'
simple things around the house
maybe you'll think of me and smile

you know I'm tied to you
like the buttons on your blouse
keep me in your heart for awhile

Hold me in your thoughts
take me to your dreams
touch me as I fall into view

and when the winter comes
keep the fires lit
and I'll be right next to you

Engine driver's headed north
to Pleasant Street
keep me in your heart for awhile

these wheels keep turnin
but they're runnin out of steam
keep me in your heart for awhile

Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-lo
Keep me in your heart for awhile
Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-lo
Keep me in your heart for awhile
Keep me in your heart for awhile...
Click to expand...
 
heard this on the radio last night, and it's still ringing in my ears

Track Title: Night And Day

Album Title: Cole Porter Songbook, disc 2
Prime Artist: Ella Fitzgerald
Producer: Norman Granz
Written by: Cole Porter (C. Albert P.)

From the Show: The Gay Divorcee 1932 (S)

Lyrics:

Like the beat beat beat of the tom-tom
When the jungle shadows fall
Like the tick tick tock of the stately clock
As it stands against the wall
Like the drip drip drip of the raindrops
When the summer shower is through
So a voice within me keeps repeating you, you, you
Night and day, you are the one
Only you beneath the moon or under the sun
Whether near to me, or far
It's no matter darling where you are
I think of you
Day and night, night and day, why is it so
That this longing for you follows wherever I go
In the roaring traffic's boom
In the silence of my lonely room
I think of you
Day and night, night and day
Under the hide of me
There's an oh such a hungry yearning burning inside of me
And this torment won't be through
Until you let me spend my life making love to you
Day and night, night and day
 
Title: Cecilia
Artist: Simon and Garfunkle

Cecilia

Cecilia, you're breaking my heart,
You're shaking my confidence daily.
Oh Cecilia, I'm down on my knees,
I'm begging you please to come home.

Making love in the afternoon with Cecilia
Up in my bedroom,
I got up to wash my face
When I come back to bed,
Someone's taken my place.

Jubilation,
She loves me again,
I fall on the floor and I'm laughing

Jubilation,
She loves me again,
I fall on the floor and I'm laughing.

afterthought: it's kind of weird that I know, listen, and love the songs my mom loved when she was my age..
 
For the most part I despise country music, with the exception that I am a big fan of Willie Nelson and Johnny Cash....and a bit of a fan of Waylon Jennnings. This is my favorite country song because not only does it feature all three of them, but it has a lot of meaning for me because of all the people who have died on me in my life.

The Highwaymen: The Highwaymen

I was a highwayman, along the coach roads I did ride,
With sword and pistol by my side.
Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade.
Many a soldier shed his lifeblood on my blade.
The bastards hung me in the spring of twenty-five:
But I am still alive.

I was a sailor, I was born upon the tide.
And with the sea I did abide.
I sailed a schooner round the Horn to Mexico.
I went aloft and furled the mainsail in a blow.
And when the yards broke off, they said that I got killed:
But I am living still.

I was a dam builder across the river deep and wide;
Where steel and water did collide.
A place called Boulder on the wild Colorado,
I slipped and fell into the wet concrete below.
They buried me in that gray tomb that knows no sound:
But I am still around.
I'll always be around,.
And around and around and around and around.

I fly a starship across the Universe divide.
And when I reach the other side,
I'll find a place to rest my spirit if I can.
Perhaps I may become a highwayman again.
Or I may simply be a single drop of rain;
But I will remain.
And I'll be back again,

And again and again and again and again.
 
i've always loved this song...i get so much from these lyrics.

ants marching ~ DMB

He wakes up in the morning
Does his teeth bite to eat and he’s rolling
Never changes a thing
The week ends the week begins
She thinks, we look at each other
Wondering what the other is thinking
But we never say a thing
And these crimes between us grow deeper

Take these chances
Place them in a box until a quieter time
Lights down, you up and die

Goes to visit his mommy
She feeds him well his concerns he forgets them
And remembers being small
Playing under the table and dreaming

Driving along on this highway
All these cars and upon the sidewalk
People in every direction
No words exchanged, no time to exchange and when
All the little ants are marching
Red and black antennae waving
They all do it the same
They all do it the same way

Candyman tempting the thoughts of a
Sweet tooth tortured by weight loss
Program cutting the corners
Loose end, loose end cut cut
On the fence, not to offend
Cut cut cut cut

Take these chances
Place them in a box until a quieter time
Lights down you up and die
Lights down you up and die
 
gotta love the eagles.

Hotel California-

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
'This could be Heaven or this could be Hell'
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year, you can find it here

Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes Benz
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget

So I called up the Captain,
'Please bring me my wine'
He said,'We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine'
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis

Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said 'We are all just prisoners here, of our own device'
And in the master's chambers,
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can't kill the beast

Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
'Relax,'said the night man,
We are programmed to receive.
You can checkout any time you like,
but you can never leave!
 
Whoa! Excellent song!

Linkin Park - NUMB
I'm tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless lost under the surface
Don't know what you're expecting of me
Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes
(Caught in the undertone just caught in the undertone)
Every step I take is another mistake to you
(Caught in the undertone just caught in the undertone)

I've become so numb I can't feel you there
I've become so tired so much more aware
I'm becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you

Can't you see that you're smothering me
Holding too tightly afraid to lose control
Cause everything that you thought I would be
Has fallen apart right in front of you
(Caught in the undertone just caught in the undertone)
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
(Caught in the undertone just caught in the undertone)
And every second I waste is more than I can take

I've become so numb I can't feel you there
I've become so tired so much more aware
I'm becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you

And I know
I may end up failing too
But I know
You were just like me with someone disappointed in you

I've become so numb I can't feel you there
I've become so tired so much more aware
I'm becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you

I've become so numb I can't feel you there
Is everything what you want me to be
I've become so numb I can't feel you there
Is everything what you want me to be
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