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ImWithStupid
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As far as NWA goes, I prefer this song...
Nwa:**** The Police
Right about now, NWA court is in full effect
Judge Dre presidin'
In the case of NWA versus the police department
The prosecution attorneys are M.C. Ren, Ice Cube, and Eazy
Motha****in' E
Order, order order
Ice Cube, take the motha****in' stand
Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothin' but
the truth, so help yo' black ass?
"You're goddamned right!"
why don't you tell everybody what the **** you gotta say...
**** the police commin' straight from the underground
A young ****** got it bad 'cause I'm brown
And not the other color
Some police think
They have the authority to kill a minority
**** that **** 'cause I ain't the one
For a punk mother****er with a badge and a gun
To be beaten on and thrown in jail
We can go toe to toe in the middle of a cell
****in' with me 'cause I'm a teenager
With a little bit of gold and a pager
Searchin' my car, lookin' for the product
Thinkin' every ****** is sellin' narcotics
You'd rather see me in the pen
Than me and Lorenzo rollin' in a Benz-o
Beat up police, out of shape
And when I'm finished, Bring the yellow tape
To tape off the scene of the slaughter
Still gettin' Swoll' off bread and water
I don't know if they fags or what
Search a ****** down and grabbin' his nuts
And on the other hand
Without a gun, they can't get none
But don't let it be a black and a white one
'Cause they'll slam ya down to the street top
Black police showin' out for the white cop
Ice Cube will Swarm
On any mother****er in a blue uniform
Just 'cause I'm from the CPT
Punk police are afraid of me, huh
A young ****** on the warpath
And when I finish, it's gonna be a bloodbath
Of cops dyin' in L.A.
Yo, Dre, I got something to say ...
**** the Police
**** the Police
**** the Police
**** the Police
SCENE I :
Pull your goddamn ass over right now
Aw, ****, and what the **** you pullin' me over for?
'Cause I feel like it, just sit your ass on the curb and shut the
**** up!
Man, **** this ****
All right smartass, I'm takin' your black ass to jail
M.C. Ren, will you please give your testimony to the jury about
this ****ed up incident?
**** the police and Ren said it with authority
Because the ******s on the street is a majority
A gang - that's wit whoever i'm steppin'
And a mother****in' weapon is kept in
A stand-by for the so called law
Wishin' Ren was a ****** that they never saw
Lights all flashin' behind me
But they're scared of a ****** so they mace to blind me
But that **** don't work, I just laugh
Because it gives 'em a hint not to step in my path
To police, I'm sayin', "**** you punk!"
Readin' my rights and **** - it's all junk
Pullin' out a silly club so you stand
With a fake-assed badge and a gun in your hand
But take off the gun so you can see what's up
And we'll go at it, punk, and I'm a' **** you up
Make you think I'm a' kick your ass
But drop your gat and Ren's gonna blast
I'm sneaky as **** when it comes to crime
But I'm a' smoke 'em now and not next time
Smoke any mother****er that sweats me
And any asshole that threatens me
I'm a sniper with a hell of a scope
Takin' out a cop or two that can't cope with me
The mother****in' villain that's mad
With potential to get bad as ****
So I'm a' turn it around
Put in my clip, yo
And this is the sound
Yeah, Somethin' like that
But it all depends on the size of the gat
Takin' out a police would make my day
But a ****** like Ren don't give a **** to say...
**** the Police
**** the Police
**** the Police
**** the Police
SCENE II :
Yo, Man, whatcha need?
Police, open now (oh ****), we have a warrent for Eazy E's arrest
Oh ****
Get down and put your hands up where I can see 'em!
Man, what did I do?
Just shut the **** up and get yo' mother****in' ass on the floor
But I did'nt do ****
Man, just shut the **** up
Eazy E, why don't you step up to the stand and tell the jury how
you feel about this bullshit?
I'm tired of the mother****in' jackin'
sweatin' my gang while I'm chillin' in the shack an'
Shinin' the light in my face and for what?
Maybe it's because I kick so much butt
I kick ass, or maybe it's 'cause I blast
Oh a stupid-assed ****** when I'm playing with the trigger
Of an Uzi or an AK
'Cause the police always got somethin' stupid to say
They put up my picture with silence
'Cause my identity by itself causes violence
The E with the criminal behavior
Yeah, I'm a gangster, but still I got flavor
Without a gun and a badge, what do you got?
A sucker in uniform waitin' to get shot
By me or another ******
And with a gat, it don't matter if he's smaller or bigger
(Size don't mean ****, he's from the old school, fool)
And as you all know, E's here to rule
Whenever I'm rollin', keep lookin' in the mirror
And ears on cue, yo, so I can hear a
Dumb mother****er with a gun
and if I'm rollin' off the eight, he'll be the one
That I take out and then get away
While I'm driving off laughin', this is what I'll say ...
**** the Police
**** the Police
**** the Police
**** the Police
The verdict :
The jury has found you guilty of being a red-neck, white-bread,
Chicken-**** mother****er
"That's a lie! that's a goddamn lie!"
Get him out of here!
"I want justice!"
Get him the **** out of my face
"I want justice!"
Out right now!
"**** you, you black mother****errrrrrrrrrr!"
**** the Police
**** the Police
**** the Police
http://lombaxomba.blogspot.com/2006/10/ice-cube-****-tha-police.html
Nwa:**** The Police
Right about now, NWA court is in full effect
Judge Dre presidin'
In the case of NWA versus the police department
The prosecution attorneys are M.C. Ren, Ice Cube, and Eazy
Motha****in' E
Order, order order
Ice Cube, take the motha****in' stand
Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothin' but
the truth, so help yo' black ass?
"You're goddamned right!"
why don't you tell everybody what the **** you gotta say...
**** the police commin' straight from the underground
A young ****** got it bad 'cause I'm brown
And not the other color
Some police think
They have the authority to kill a minority
**** that **** 'cause I ain't the one
For a punk mother****er with a badge and a gun
To be beaten on and thrown in jail
We can go toe to toe in the middle of a cell
****in' with me 'cause I'm a teenager
With a little bit of gold and a pager
Searchin' my car, lookin' for the product
Thinkin' every ****** is sellin' narcotics
You'd rather see me in the pen
Than me and Lorenzo rollin' in a Benz-o
Beat up police, out of shape
And when I'm finished, Bring the yellow tape
To tape off the scene of the slaughter
Still gettin' Swoll' off bread and water
I don't know if they fags or what
Search a ****** down and grabbin' his nuts
And on the other hand
Without a gun, they can't get none
But don't let it be a black and a white one
'Cause they'll slam ya down to the street top
Black police showin' out for the white cop
Ice Cube will Swarm
On any mother****er in a blue uniform
Just 'cause I'm from the CPT
Punk police are afraid of me, huh
A young ****** on the warpath
And when I finish, it's gonna be a bloodbath
Of cops dyin' in L.A.
Yo, Dre, I got something to say ...
**** the Police
**** the Police
**** the Police
**** the Police
SCENE I :
Pull your goddamn ass over right now
Aw, ****, and what the **** you pullin' me over for?
'Cause I feel like it, just sit your ass on the curb and shut the
**** up!
Man, **** this ****
All right smartass, I'm takin' your black ass to jail
M.C. Ren, will you please give your testimony to the jury about
this ****ed up incident?
**** the police and Ren said it with authority
Because the ******s on the street is a majority
A gang - that's wit whoever i'm steppin'
And a mother****in' weapon is kept in
A stand-by for the so called law
Wishin' Ren was a ****** that they never saw
Lights all flashin' behind me
But they're scared of a ****** so they mace to blind me
But that **** don't work, I just laugh
Because it gives 'em a hint not to step in my path
To police, I'm sayin', "**** you punk!"
Readin' my rights and **** - it's all junk
Pullin' out a silly club so you stand
With a fake-assed badge and a gun in your hand
But take off the gun so you can see what's up
And we'll go at it, punk, and I'm a' **** you up
Make you think I'm a' kick your ass
But drop your gat and Ren's gonna blast
I'm sneaky as **** when it comes to crime
But I'm a' smoke 'em now and not next time
Smoke any mother****er that sweats me
And any asshole that threatens me
I'm a sniper with a hell of a scope
Takin' out a cop or two that can't cope with me
The mother****in' villain that's mad
With potential to get bad as ****
So I'm a' turn it around
Put in my clip, yo
And this is the sound
Yeah, Somethin' like that
But it all depends on the size of the gat
Takin' out a police would make my day
But a ****** like Ren don't give a **** to say...
**** the Police
**** the Police
**** the Police
**** the Police
SCENE II :
Yo, Man, whatcha need?
Police, open now (oh ****), we have a warrent for Eazy E's arrest
Oh ****
Get down and put your hands up where I can see 'em!
Man, what did I do?
Just shut the **** up and get yo' mother****in' ass on the floor
But I did'nt do ****
Man, just shut the **** up
Eazy E, why don't you step up to the stand and tell the jury how
you feel about this bullshit?
I'm tired of the mother****in' jackin'
sweatin' my gang while I'm chillin' in the shack an'
Shinin' the light in my face and for what?
Maybe it's because I kick so much butt
I kick ass, or maybe it's 'cause I blast
Oh a stupid-assed ****** when I'm playing with the trigger
Of an Uzi or an AK
'Cause the police always got somethin' stupid to say
They put up my picture with silence
'Cause my identity by itself causes violence
The E with the criminal behavior
Yeah, I'm a gangster, but still I got flavor
Without a gun and a badge, what do you got?
A sucker in uniform waitin' to get shot
By me or another ******
And with a gat, it don't matter if he's smaller or bigger
(Size don't mean ****, he's from the old school, fool)
And as you all know, E's here to rule
Whenever I'm rollin', keep lookin' in the mirror
And ears on cue, yo, so I can hear a
Dumb mother****er with a gun
and if I'm rollin' off the eight, he'll be the one
That I take out and then get away
While I'm driving off laughin', this is what I'll say ...
**** the Police
**** the Police
**** the Police
**** the Police
The verdict :
The jury has found you guilty of being a red-neck, white-bread,
Chicken-**** mother****er
"That's a lie! that's a goddamn lie!"
Get him out of here!
"I want justice!"
Get him the **** out of my face
"I want justice!"
Out right now!
"**** you, you black mother****errrrrrrrrrr!"
**** the Police
**** the Police
**** the Police
http://lombaxomba.blogspot.com/2006/10/ice-cube-****-tha-police.html
ImWithStupid
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- Sep 17, 2005
How about this one...
Megadeth
What do you mean, "I don't believe in God"?
I talk to him every day.
What do you mean, "I don't support your system"?
I go to court when I have to.
What do you mean, "I can't get to work on time"?
I got nothing better to do
And, what do you mean, "I don't pay my bills"?
Why do you think I'm broke? Huh?
Chorus
If there's a new way,
I'll be the first in line.
But, it better work this time.
What do you mean, "I hurt your feelings"?
I didn't know you had any feelings.
What do you mean, "I ain't kind"?
I'm just not your kind.
What do you mean, "I couldn't be president, of the United States of America"?
Tell me something, it's still "We the people", right?
Chorus (repeat)
If there's a new way I'll be the first in line, But, it better work this time. Can you put a price on peace?
Peace,
Peace sells...,
Peace,
Peace sells...,
Peace sells...,but who's buying?
Peace sells...,but who's buying?
Peace sells...,but who's buying?
Peace sells...,but who's buying?
No, peace sells...
Megadeth
Peace Sells
What do you mean, "I don't believe in God"?
I talk to him every day.
What do you mean, "I don't support your system"?
I go to court when I have to.
What do you mean, "I can't get to work on time"?
I got nothing better to do
And, what do you mean, "I don't pay my bills"?
Why do you think I'm broke? Huh?
Chorus
If there's a new way,
I'll be the first in line.
But, it better work this time.
What do you mean, "I hurt your feelings"?
I didn't know you had any feelings.
What do you mean, "I ain't kind"?
I'm just not your kind.
What do you mean, "I couldn't be president, of the United States of America"?
Tell me something, it's still "We the people", right?
Chorus (repeat)
If there's a new way I'll be the first in line, But, it better work this time. Can you put a price on peace?
Peace,
Peace sells...,
Peace,
Peace sells...,
Peace sells...,but who's buying?
Peace sells...,but who's buying?
Peace sells...,but who's buying?
Peace sells...,but who's buying?
No, peace sells...
RegisteredAndEducated
Well-Known Member
- Joined
- Oct 6, 2004
snafu said:
I like them, I just discovered them a couple of months ago, but they've apparently been out for a while. All of their songs are a bit similar, but I like them none the less. Some of them fit right in my life.
Body Count / Cop killer
I got my black shirt on
I got my black gloves on
I got my ski mask on
This ****'s been too long
I got my twelve gauge sawed off
I got my headlights turned off
I'm bout to bust some shots off
I'm bout to dust some cops off!
COP KILLER, it's better you than me
COP KILLER, **** police brutality
COP KILLER, I know your family's grieving (**** EM)
COP KILLER, but tonight we get even
I got my brain on hype
Tonight'll be your night
I got this long-assed knife
And your neck looks just right
My adrenaline's pumpin
Got my stereo bumpin
I'm bout to kill me somethin
A pig stopped me for nuthin!
COP KILLER, it's better you than me
COP KILLER, **** police brutality
COP KILLER, I know your family's grieving (**** EM)
COP KILLER, but tonight we get even
COP KILLER, better you than me.
COP KILLER, **** police brutality!
COP KILLER, I know your momma's grieving,
(**** HER!)
COP KILLER, but tonight we get even, yeah!
DIE, DIE, DIE PIG, DIE!
**** THE POLICE!
**** THE POLICE!
**** THE POLICE!
**** THE POLICE!
**** THE POLICE!
**** THE POLICE!
**** THE POLICE!
**** THE POLICE!
Yeah!
COP KILLER, better you than me.
I'm a COP KILLER, **** police brutality!
COP KILLER, I know your family's grieving, (**** 'EM!)
COP KILLER, but tonight we get even, ha ha ha ha, yeah!
**** THE POLICE!
**** THE POLICE!
**** THE POLICE!
**** THE POLICE!
**** THE POLICE!
**** THE POLICE!
**** THE POLICE!
**** THE POLICE!
Break it down.
**** THE POLICE, yeah!
**** THE POLICE, for Darryl Gates.
**** THE POLICE, for Rodney King.
**** THE POLICE, for my dead homies.
**** THE POLICE, for your freedom.
**** THE POLICE, don't be a *****.
**** THE POLICE, have some mutha****in' courage.
**** THE POLICE,
COP KILLER!
COP KILLER!
COP KILLER!
COP KILLER!
COP KILLER! Whaddyou wanna be when you grow up?
COP KILLER! Good choice.
COP KILLER! I'm a mutha****in'
COP KILLER!
COP KILLER, better you than me.
COP KILLER, **** police brutality!
COP KILLER, I know your momma's grieving,
(**** HER!)
COP KILLER, but tonight we get even!
I got my black shirt on
I got my black gloves on
I got my ski mask on
This ****'s been too long
I got my twelve gauge sawed off
I got my headlights turned off
I'm bout to bust some shots off
I'm bout to dust some cops off!
COP KILLER, it's better you than me
COP KILLER, **** police brutality
COP KILLER, I know your family's grieving (**** EM)
COP KILLER, but tonight we get even
I got my brain on hype
Tonight'll be your night
I got this long-assed knife
And your neck looks just right
My adrenaline's pumpin
Got my stereo bumpin
I'm bout to kill me somethin
A pig stopped me for nuthin!
COP KILLER, it's better you than me
COP KILLER, **** police brutality
COP KILLER, I know your family's grieving (**** EM)
COP KILLER, but tonight we get even
COP KILLER, better you than me.
COP KILLER, **** police brutality!
COP KILLER, I know your momma's grieving,
(**** HER!)
COP KILLER, but tonight we get even, yeah!
DIE, DIE, DIE PIG, DIE!
**** THE POLICE!
**** THE POLICE!
**** THE POLICE!
**** THE POLICE!
**** THE POLICE!
**** THE POLICE!
**** THE POLICE!
**** THE POLICE!
Yeah!
COP KILLER, better you than me.
I'm a COP KILLER, **** police brutality!
COP KILLER, I know your family's grieving, (**** 'EM!)
COP KILLER, but tonight we get even, ha ha ha ha, yeah!
**** THE POLICE!
**** THE POLICE!
**** THE POLICE!
**** THE POLICE!
**** THE POLICE!
**** THE POLICE!
**** THE POLICE!
**** THE POLICE!
Break it down.
**** THE POLICE, yeah!
**** THE POLICE, for Darryl Gates.
**** THE POLICE, for Rodney King.
**** THE POLICE, for my dead homies.
**** THE POLICE, for your freedom.
**** THE POLICE, don't be a *****.
**** THE POLICE, have some mutha****in' courage.
**** THE POLICE,
COP KILLER!
COP KILLER!
COP KILLER!
COP KILLER!
COP KILLER! Whaddyou wanna be when you grow up?
COP KILLER! Good choice.
COP KILLER! I'm a mutha****in'
COP KILLER!
COP KILLER, better you than me.
COP KILLER, **** police brutality!
COP KILLER, I know your momma's grieving,
(**** HER!)
COP KILLER, but tonight we get even!
snafu
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Steve Holy I got a brand new girl Friend
she said, "i need sometime to find myself,
i need a little space to think.
maybe we should start seeing other people.
baby, things are moving way to fast for me."
so, i picked up what was left of my pride,
and i put on my walking shoes,
and i got up on that high road,
and i did what any gentleman would do..
i, um...
[1st chorus]
i got a brand new girlfriend.
we went and jumped off the deep end,
flew out to LA for the weekend,
spent the whole day, lyin' on the beach,
wearin' nothin' but a smile,
playin' kissy-kissy, smoochy-smoochy,
talkin' mooshy-mooshy bout nothin'.
man, i think im on to somethin',
because i feel just like a kid again.
i got a brand new girlfriend.
[verse: 2]
i love it when she calls me butter cup,
laughs and says i left the toilet seat up,
she pops a top for me a cold beer,
and says my buddies always welcome here.
when i get hungry, she takes me out.
i ride the shotgun like a shitzu hound.
my tails a waggin', my tongues hangin' out,
it makes me wanna shout...
[2nd and 3rd chorus]
i got a brand new girlfriend.
we went and jumped off the deep end,
flew out to LA for the weekend,
spent the whole day, lyin' on the beach,
wearin' nothin' but a smile,
playin' kissy-kissy, smoochy-smoochy,
talkin' mooshy-mooshy bout nothin'.
man, i think im on to somethin',
ya know i feel just like a kid again.
i got a brand new girlfriend.
wooo...
cute, cute, cute...
she likes to write our names in the sand.
shes hearing wedding bells and making plans.
shes gonna hang around a while i guess.
she hasnt even told me she loves me yet.
[chorus]
she makes me feel just like a kid again,
i gotta brand new girlfriend.
RegisteredAndEducated
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- Oct 6, 2004
it is a good one... i heard it on my way home yesterday... right after i read Snafu's post, rofl.angie said:I LOVE that song
angie
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- Jul 17, 2005
Lynyrd Skynyrd~The Ballad Of Curtis Lowe
well I used to wake the mornin
before the rooster crowed
searchin for soda bottles to get my self some dough
brought em down to the corner
down to the country store
cash em in and give my money to a man named Curtis Lowe
old Curt was a black man with white curly hair
when he had a fifth of wine he did not have a care
he used to own and old dobro used to play across his knee
I'd give old Curt my money he play all day for me
(chorus)
play me a song Curtis Lowe Curtis Lowe
well I got your drinkin money tune up your dobro
people said he was useless them people all were fools
cuz Curtis Lowe was the finest picker to ever play the blues
he looked to be 60 maybe I was 10
momma used to whoop me
but I'd go see him again
I'd clap my hands, stomp my feet tryin to keep in time
well he'd play me a song or 2 then take another drink of wine
(chorus)
play me a song Curtis Lowe Curtis Lowe
well I got your drinkin money tune up your dobro
people said he was useless but them people all were fools
cuz Curtis Lowe was the finest picker to ever play the blues
on the day old Curtis died nobody came to pray
old preacher said some words
they chucked him in the clay
well he lived a lifetime playin the black mans blues
and on the day he lost his life thats all he had to lose
(chorus)
play me a song Curtie Lowe Curtis Lowe
I wish that you was here so everyone would know
people said he was useless but them people all were fools
cuz Curtis your finest picker to ever play the blues
well I used to wake the mornin
before the rooster crowed
searchin for soda bottles to get my self some dough
brought em down to the corner
down to the country store
cash em in and give my money to a man named Curtis Lowe
old Curt was a black man with white curly hair
when he had a fifth of wine he did not have a care
he used to own and old dobro used to play across his knee
I'd give old Curt my money he play all day for me
(chorus)
play me a song Curtis Lowe Curtis Lowe
well I got your drinkin money tune up your dobro
people said he was useless them people all were fools
cuz Curtis Lowe was the finest picker to ever play the blues
he looked to be 60 maybe I was 10
momma used to whoop me
but I'd go see him again
I'd clap my hands, stomp my feet tryin to keep in time
well he'd play me a song or 2 then take another drink of wine
(chorus)
play me a song Curtis Lowe Curtis Lowe
well I got your drinkin money tune up your dobro
people said he was useless but them people all were fools
cuz Curtis Lowe was the finest picker to ever play the blues
on the day old Curtis died nobody came to pray
old preacher said some words
they chucked him in the clay
well he lived a lifetime playin the black mans blues
and on the day he lost his life thats all he had to lose
(chorus)
play me a song Curtie Lowe Curtis Lowe
I wish that you was here so everyone would know
people said he was useless but them people all were fools
cuz Curtis your finest picker to ever play the blues
RoyalOrleans
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angie said:
This is perhaps the BEST Skynyrd song ever.
snafu
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Rod Stewart I was only Joking
Ever since I was a kid at school
I messed around with all the rules
Apologised then realised
I'm not different after all
Me and the boys thought we had it sussed
Valentinos all of us
My dad said we looked ridiculous
But boy we broke some hearts
In and out of jobs, running free
Waging war with society
Dumb blank faces stare back at me
But nothing ever changed
Promises made in the heat of the night
Creeping home before it got too light
I wasted all that precious time
and blamed it on the wine
Chorus:
I was only joking my dear
Looking for a way to hide my fear
What kind of fool was I
I could never win
Never found a compromise
Collected lovers like butterflies
Illusions of that grand first prize
are slowly wearing thin
Susy baby you were good to me
Giving love unselfishly
But you took it all too seriously
I guess it had to end
(Chorus)
Now you ask me if I'm sincere
That's the question that I always fear
Verse seven is never clear
But I'll tell you what you want to hear
I try to give you all you want
But giving love is not my strongest point
If that's the case it's pointless going on
I'd rather be alone
'Cause what I'm doing must be wrong
Pouring my heart out in a song
Owning up for prosperity
For the whole damn world to see
Quietly now while I turn a page
Act one is over without costume change
The principal would like to leave the stage
The crowd don't understand
Ever since I was a kid at school
I messed around with all the rules
Apologised then realised
I'm not different after all
Me and the boys thought we had it sussed
Valentinos all of us
My dad said we looked ridiculous
But boy we broke some hearts
In and out of jobs, running free
Waging war with society
Dumb blank faces stare back at me
But nothing ever changed
Promises made in the heat of the night
Creeping home before it got too light
I wasted all that precious time
and blamed it on the wine
Chorus:
I was only joking my dear
Looking for a way to hide my fear
What kind of fool was I
I could never win
Never found a compromise
Collected lovers like butterflies
Illusions of that grand first prize
are slowly wearing thin
Susy baby you were good to me
Giving love unselfishly
But you took it all too seriously
I guess it had to end
(Chorus)
Now you ask me if I'm sincere
That's the question that I always fear
Verse seven is never clear
But I'll tell you what you want to hear
I try to give you all you want
But giving love is not my strongest point
If that's the case it's pointless going on
I'd rather be alone
'Cause what I'm doing must be wrong
Pouring my heart out in a song
Owning up for prosperity
For the whole damn world to see
Quietly now while I turn a page
Act one is over without costume change
The principal would like to leave the stage
The crowd don't understand
atlantic
Well-Known Member
- Joined
- Mar 10, 2006
Blind Faith - Can't find my way home
Come down off your throne and leave your body alone.
Somebody must change.
You are the reason I've been waiting so long.
Somebody holds the key.
[Chorus:]
But I'm near the end and I just ain't got the time
And I'm wasted and I can't find my way home.
Come down on your own and leave your body alone.
Somebody must change.
You are the reason I've been waiting all these years.
Somebody holds the key.
[Chorus]
But I can't find my way home.
But I can't find my way home.
But I can't find my way home.
But I can't find my way home.
Still I can't find my way home,
And I ain't done nothing wrong,
But I can't find my way home.
Come down off your throne and leave your body alone.
Somebody must change.
You are the reason I've been waiting so long.
Somebody holds the key.
[Chorus:]
But I'm near the end and I just ain't got the time
And I'm wasted and I can't find my way home.
Come down on your own and leave your body alone.
Somebody must change.
You are the reason I've been waiting all these years.
Somebody holds the key.
[Chorus]
But I can't find my way home.
But I can't find my way home.
But I can't find my way home.
But I can't find my way home.
Still I can't find my way home,
And I ain't done nothing wrong,
But I can't find my way home.
phreakwars
Well-Known Member
- Joined
- Feb 8, 2005
Tool - Aenima
Some say the end is near.
Some say we'll see armageddon soon.
I certainly hope we will.
I sure could use a vacation from this
Bullshit three ring circus sideshow of
Freaks
Here in this hopeless ****ing hole we call LA
The only way to fix it is to flush it all away.
Any ****ing time. Any ****ing day.
Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay.
Fret for your figure and
Fret for your latte and
Fret for your lawsuit and
Fret for your hairpiece and
Fret for your prozac and
Fret for your pilot and
Fret for your contract and
Fret for your car.
It's a
Bullshit three ring circus sideshow of
Freaks
Here in this hopeless ****ing hole we call LA
The only way to fix it is to flush it all away.
Any ****ing time. Any ****ing day.
Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay.
Some say a comet will fall from the sky.
Followed by meteor showers and tidal waves.
Followed by faultlines that cannot sit still.
Followed by millions of dumbfounded dipshits.
Some say the end is near.
Some say we'll see armageddon soon.
I certainly hope we will cuz
I sure could use a vacation from this
Stupid ****, silly ****, stupid ****...
One great big festering neon distraction,
I've a suggestion to keep you all occupied.
Learn to swim.
Learn to swim.
Learn to swim.
Mom is going to fix it all soon,
Mom is coming round to put it back
the way it oughtta be...
Learn to swim.
**** L Ron Hubbard and
**** all his clones.
**** all these gun-toting
Hip gangster wannabes.
Learn to swim.
**** retro anything.
**** your tattoos.
**** all you junkies and
**** your short memory.
Learn to swim.
**** smiley glad-hands
With hidden agendas.
**** these dysfunctional,
Insecure actresses.
Learn to swim.
Cuz I'm praying for rain
And I'm praying for tidal waves
I wanna see the ground give way.
I wanna watch it all go down.
Mom please flush it all away.
I wanna see it go right in and down.
I wanna watch it go right in.
Watch you flush it all away.
Time to bring it down again.
Don't just call me pessimist.
Try and read between the lines.
I can't imagine why you wouldn't
Welcome any change, my friend.
I wanna see it all come down.
suck it down.
flush it down..
.
.
Some say the end is near.
Some say we'll see armageddon soon.
I certainly hope we will.
I sure could use a vacation from this
Bullshit three ring circus sideshow of
Freaks
Here in this hopeless ****ing hole we call LA
The only way to fix it is to flush it all away.
Any ****ing time. Any ****ing day.
Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay.
Fret for your figure and
Fret for your latte and
Fret for your lawsuit and
Fret for your hairpiece and
Fret for your prozac and
Fret for your pilot and
Fret for your contract and
Fret for your car.
It's a
Bullshit three ring circus sideshow of
Freaks
Here in this hopeless ****ing hole we call LA
The only way to fix it is to flush it all away.
Any ****ing time. Any ****ing day.
Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay.
Some say a comet will fall from the sky.
Followed by meteor showers and tidal waves.
Followed by faultlines that cannot sit still.
Followed by millions of dumbfounded dipshits.
Some say the end is near.
Some say we'll see armageddon soon.
I certainly hope we will cuz
I sure could use a vacation from this
Stupid ****, silly ****, stupid ****...
One great big festering neon distraction,
I've a suggestion to keep you all occupied.
Learn to swim.
Learn to swim.
Learn to swim.
Mom is going to fix it all soon,
Mom is coming round to put it back
the way it oughtta be...
Learn to swim.
**** L Ron Hubbard and
**** all his clones.
**** all these gun-toting
Hip gangster wannabes.
Learn to swim.
**** retro anything.
**** your tattoos.
**** all you junkies and
**** your short memory.
Learn to swim.
**** smiley glad-hands
With hidden agendas.
**** these dysfunctional,
Insecure actresses.
Learn to swim.
Cuz I'm praying for rain
And I'm praying for tidal waves
I wanna see the ground give way.
I wanna watch it all go down.
Mom please flush it all away.
I wanna see it go right in and down.
I wanna watch it go right in.
Watch you flush it all away.
Time to bring it down again.
Don't just call me pessimist.
Try and read between the lines.
I can't imagine why you wouldn't
Welcome any change, my friend.
I wanna see it all come down.
suck it down.
flush it down..
.
.
RoyalOrleans
Well-Known Member
- Joined
- Apr 20, 2005
The Battle of New Orleans
Jimmy Driftwood
In 1814 we took a little trip
Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississip
We took a little bacon and we took a little beans
And we caught the bloody British in the town of New Orleans
We fired our guns and the British kept a'comin'
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they began to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
We looked down the river and we seed the British come
And there must have been a hundred of 'em beatin' on the drum
They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring
We stood behind our cotton bales and didn't say a thing
We fired our guns and the British kept a'comin'
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they began to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
Old Hickory said we could take 'em by surprise
If we didn't fire our muskets till we looked 'em in the eyes
We held our fire till we seed their faces well
Then we opened up our squirrel guns and gave 'em..
Well... we...
Fired our guns and the British kept a'comin'
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they began to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
Yeah they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles
And they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go
They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
We fired our cannon till the barrel melted down
So we grabbed an alligator and we fought another round
We filled his head with cannonballs 'n' powdered his behind
And when we touched the powder off, the gator lost his mind
We fired our guns and the British kept a'comin'
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they began to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
Yeah they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles
And they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go
They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
Hut, hut, three, four
Sound off, three, four
Hut, hut, three, four
Sound off, three, four
Hut, hut, three, four
Jimmy Driftwood
In 1814 we took a little trip
Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississip
We took a little bacon and we took a little beans
And we caught the bloody British in the town of New Orleans
We fired our guns and the British kept a'comin'
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they began to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
We looked down the river and we seed the British come
And there must have been a hundred of 'em beatin' on the drum
They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring
We stood behind our cotton bales and didn't say a thing
We fired our guns and the British kept a'comin'
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they began to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
Old Hickory said we could take 'em by surprise
If we didn't fire our muskets till we looked 'em in the eyes
We held our fire till we seed their faces well
Then we opened up our squirrel guns and gave 'em..
Well... we...
Fired our guns and the British kept a'comin'
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they began to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
Yeah they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles
And they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go
They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
We fired our cannon till the barrel melted down
So we grabbed an alligator and we fought another round
We filled his head with cannonballs 'n' powdered his behind
And when we touched the powder off, the gator lost his mind
We fired our guns and the British kept a'comin'
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they began to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
Yeah they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles
And they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go
They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
Hut, hut, three, four
Sound off, three, four
Hut, hut, three, four
Sound off, three, four
Hut, hut, three, four
builder
Well-Known Member
- Joined
- Jul 1, 2005
10 CC
Art for Art's sake
Gimme your body
Gimme your mind
Open your heart
Pull down the blind
Gimme your love gimme it all
Gimme in the kitchen gimme in the hall
Art for arts sake
Money for gods sake
Art for arts sake
Money for gods sake
Gimme the readys
Gimme the cash
Gimme a bullet
Gimme a smash
Gimme a silver gimme a gold
Make it a million for when I get old
Art for arts sake
Money for gods sake
Art for arts sake
Money for gods sake
Money talks so listen to it
Money talks to me
Anyone can understand it
Money cant be beat oh no
When you get down, down to the root
Dont give a damn dont give a hoot
Still gotta keep makin the loot
Chauffeur driven
Gotta make her quick as you can
Give her lovin make you a man
Get her in the palm of your hand
Bread from heaven
Gimme a country
Where I can be free
Dont need the unions
Strangling me
Keep me in exile the rest of my days
Burn me in hell but as long as it pays
Art for arts sake
Money for gods sake
Art for arts sake
Money for gods sake
Art for Art's sake
Gimme your body
Gimme your mind
Open your heart
Pull down the blind
Gimme your love gimme it all
Gimme in the kitchen gimme in the hall
Art for arts sake
Money for gods sake
Art for arts sake
Money for gods sake
Gimme the readys
Gimme the cash
Gimme a bullet
Gimme a smash
Gimme a silver gimme a gold
Make it a million for when I get old
Art for arts sake
Money for gods sake
Art for arts sake
Money for gods sake
Money talks so listen to it
Money talks to me
Anyone can understand it
Money cant be beat oh no
When you get down, down to the root
Dont give a damn dont give a hoot
Still gotta keep makin the loot
Chauffeur driven
Gotta make her quick as you can
Give her lovin make you a man
Get her in the palm of your hand
Bread from heaven
Gimme a country
Where I can be free
Dont need the unions
Strangling me
Keep me in exile the rest of my days
Burn me in hell but as long as it pays
Art for arts sake
Money for gods sake
Art for arts sake
Money for gods sake
eisanbt
Well-Known Member
- Joined
- Aug 10, 2005
- GREAT BIG SEA - Buying Time Lyrics
I stayed awake for hours again last night
Searching for a reason to keep up the fight
I've made choices I don't regret
I've got problems I don't get
I didn't want to carry the heavier load
You can't always take the middle road
There comes a time when you make up your mind
And the point get left behind
[Chorus:]
Oh lets wait one more day for the conversation
One more day to make it right
Lets get away from the confrontation
One more day just buying time
For years and years you can drift alone
And write another verse to an endless song
Wait one more day till the time is right
Hoping that you both see the light
You won't see the light!
[Chorus]
I'm not afraid to sleep alone
I'm not afraid to be alone
Stayed awake for hours again last night
Just searching for a reason to keep up the fight
I've made choices I don't regret
But I've got problems and problems and problems and problems..
[Chorus]
I stayed awake for hours again last night
Searching for a reason to keep up the fight
I've made choices I don't regret
I've got problems I don't get
I didn't want to carry the heavier load
You can't always take the middle road
There comes a time when you make up your mind
And the point get left behind
[Chorus:]
Oh lets wait one more day for the conversation
One more day to make it right
Lets get away from the confrontation
One more day just buying time
For years and years you can drift alone
And write another verse to an endless song
Wait one more day till the time is right
Hoping that you both see the light
You won't see the light!
[Chorus]
I'm not afraid to sleep alone
I'm not afraid to be alone
Stayed awake for hours again last night
Just searching for a reason to keep up the fight
I've made choices I don't regret
But I've got problems and problems and problems and problems..
[Chorus]
RoyalOrleans
Well-Known Member
- Joined
- Apr 20, 2005
Sublime
Santeria
I dont practice santeria
I aint got no crystal ball.
I had a million dollars but id,
Id spend it all.
If I could find that heina and that sancho that shes found,
Well Id pop a cap in sancho and Id slap her down.
What I really wanna know,
My baby, what I really want to say I cant define.
Well its love,
That I need, oh ,
But my soul will have to,
Wait till I get back and find heina of my own.
Daddys gonna love one and all.
I feel the break,
Feel the break,
Feel the break and I got to live it up,
Oh, yea huh, well I swear that i.
What I really wanna know, baby,
What I really want to say I cant define.
That love make it go,
My soul will have to...
What I really wanna say,
My baby,
What I really wanna say is Ive got mine.
And Ill make it, yes, Im comin up.
Tell sanchito that if he knows what is good for him he best go run and hide.
Daddys got a new .45.
And I wont think twice to stick that barrel straight down sanchos throat.
Believe me when I say that I got somethin for his punk ass.
What I really wanna know, my baby,
What I really wanna say is theres just one,
Way back,
And Ill make it, yea,
But my soul will have to wait.
Yea, yea, yea
Santeria
I dont practice santeria
I aint got no crystal ball.
I had a million dollars but id,
Id spend it all.
If I could find that heina and that sancho that shes found,
Well Id pop a cap in sancho and Id slap her down.
What I really wanna know,
My baby, what I really want to say I cant define.
Well its love,
That I need, oh ,
But my soul will have to,
Wait till I get back and find heina of my own.
Daddys gonna love one and all.
I feel the break,
Feel the break,
Feel the break and I got to live it up,
Oh, yea huh, well I swear that i.
What I really wanna know, baby,
What I really want to say I cant define.
That love make it go,
My soul will have to...
What I really wanna say,
My baby,
What I really wanna say is Ive got mine.
And Ill make it, yes, Im comin up.
Tell sanchito that if he knows what is good for him he best go run and hide.
Daddys got a new .45.
And I wont think twice to stick that barrel straight down sanchos throat.
Believe me when I say that I got somethin for his punk ass.
What I really wanna know, my baby,
What I really wanna say is theres just one,
Way back,
And Ill make it, yea,
But my soul will have to wait.
Yea, yea, yea
snafu
Well-Known Member
- Joined
- Mar 4, 2005
I'm in the country twang mood.
Tracy Lawrence Paint Me A Birmingham
He was sittin’ there, his brush in hand
Paintin’ waves as they danced, upon the sand
With every stroke, he brought to life
The deep blue of the ocean, against the mornin’ sky
I asked him if he only painted ocean scenes
He said for twenty dollars, I’ll paint you anything.
Chorus:
Well could you Paint Me A Birmingham
Make it look just the way I planned
A little house on the edge of town
Porch goin’ all the way around
Put her there in the front yard swing
Cotton dress make it, early spring
For awhile she’ll be, mine again
If you can Paint Me A Birmingham.
He looked at me, with knowing eyes
Then took a canvas from a bag there by his side
Picked up a brush, and said to me
Son just in this picture, would you like to be
I said if there’s any way you can
Could you paint me back into her arms again.
Paint Me A Birmingham
Make it look just the way I planned
A little house on the edge of town
Porch goin’ all the way around
Put her there in the front yard swing
Cotton dress make it, early spring
For awhile she’ll be, mine again
If you can Paint Me A Birmingham.
Put her there in the front yard swing
Cotton dress make it, early spring
For awhile she’ll be, mine again
If you can Paint Me A, Birmingham.
Tracy Lawrence Paint Me A Birmingham
He was sittin’ there, his brush in hand
Paintin’ waves as they danced, upon the sand
With every stroke, he brought to life
The deep blue of the ocean, against the mornin’ sky
I asked him if he only painted ocean scenes
He said for twenty dollars, I’ll paint you anything.
Chorus:
Well could you Paint Me A Birmingham
Make it look just the way I planned
A little house on the edge of town
Porch goin’ all the way around
Put her there in the front yard swing
Cotton dress make it, early spring
For awhile she’ll be, mine again
If you can Paint Me A Birmingham.
He looked at me, with knowing eyes
Then took a canvas from a bag there by his side
Picked up a brush, and said to me
Son just in this picture, would you like to be
I said if there’s any way you can
Could you paint me back into her arms again.
Paint Me A Birmingham
Make it look just the way I planned
A little house on the edge of town
Porch goin’ all the way around
Put her there in the front yard swing
Cotton dress make it, early spring
For awhile she’ll be, mine again
If you can Paint Me A Birmingham.
Put her there in the front yard swing
Cotton dress make it, early spring
For awhile she’ll be, mine again
If you can Paint Me A, Birmingham.
