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post your favorite lyrics ever.. from any songs, from as many songs as you like. and if you want you can add why there so amazing to you, how they've touched you.. doesn't matter..

bold the parts you love the most in black
bold the parts in red that you don't get
bold the parts that think should have been different in green
bold the parts in blue that you just think are perfect

etc...

here's some of my favoirtes
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Led Zeppelin - Whole Lotta Love

You need coolin', baby, I'm not foolin',
I'm gonna send you back to schoolin',
Way down inside honey, you need it,
I'm gonna give you my love,
I'm gonna give you my love.

[Chorus]
Wanna Whole Lotta Love [X4]

You've been learnin', baby, I bean learnin',
All them good times, baby, baby, I've been yearnin',
Way, way down inside honey, you need it,
I'm gonna give you my love... I'm gonna give you my love.

[Chorus]

You've been coolin', baby, I've been droolin',
All the good times I've been misusin',
Way, way down inside, I'm gonna give you my love,
I'm gonna give you every inch of my love,
Gonna give you my love.

[Chorus]

Way down inside... woman... You need... love.

Shake for me, girl. I wanna be your backdoor man.
Keep it coolin', baby.
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Led Zeppelin - Tangerine

Measuring a summer's day, I only finds it slips away to grey,
The hours, they bring me pain.

[Chorus]
Tangerine, Tangerine, Living reflection from a dream;
I was her love, she was my queen, And now a thousand years between.

Thinking how it used to be, Does she still remember times like these?
To think of us again? And I do.
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led Zeppelin - No Quarter

Close the door, put out the light.
You know they won't be home tonight.
The snow falls hard and don't you know?
The winds of Thor are blowing cold.
They're wearing steel that's bright and true
They carry news that must get through.

They choose the path where no-one goes.

They hold no quarter.

Walking side by side with death, The devil mocks their every step
The snow drives back the foot that's slow, The dogs of doom are howling more
They carry news that must get through, To build a dream for me and you

They choose the path where no-one goes.

They hold no quarter. They ask no quarter.
The pain, the pain without quarter.
They ask no quarter.
The dogs of doom are howling more!

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Pink Floyd - Us And Them

Us and Them
And after all we're only ordinary men
Me, and you
God only knows it's not what we would choose to do
Forward he cried from the rear
and the front rank died
And the General sat, as the lines on the map
moved from side to side
Black and Blue
And who knows which is which and who is who
Up and Down
And in the end it's only round and round and round
Haven't you heard it's a battle of words
the poster bearer cried
Listen son, said the man with the gun
There's room for you inside
Down and Out
It can't be helped but there's a lot of it about
With, without
And who'll deny that's what the fightings all about
Get out of the way, it's a busy day
And I've got things on my mind
For want of the price of tea and a slice
The old man died
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Pink Floyd - Time

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an off-hand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way
Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then the one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun
And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking
And racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in the relative way, but you're older
And shorter of breath and one day closer to death
Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desparation in the English way
The time is gone the song is over, thought I'd something more to say
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Pink Floyd - Comfortably Numb


Hello,
Is there anybody in there
Just nod if you can hear me
Is there anyone at home
Come on now
I hear you're feeling down
I can ease your pain
And get you on your feet again
Relax
I'll need some information first
Just the basic facts
Can you show me where it hurts

There is no pain, you are receding
A distant ship smoke on the horizon
You are coming through in wavesYour lips move but I can't hear what you're saying
When I was a child I had a fever
My hands felt just like two balloons
Now I've got that feeling once again
I can't explain, you would not understand
This is not how I am
I have become comfortably numb

O.K.
Just a little pin prick
There'll be no more aaaaaaaah!
But you may feel a little sick
Can you stand up?
I do believe it's working, good
That'll keep you going through the show
Come on it's time to go.

There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship smoke on the horizon
You are only coming through in waves
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying
When I was a child
I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye
I turned to look but it was gone
I cannot put my finger on it now
The child is grown
The dream is gone
And I have become
Comfortably numb.

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Pink Floyd - Paranoid Eyes

button your lip don't let the shield slip
take a fresh grip on your bullet proof mask
and if they try to break down your disguise with their questions
you can hide hide hide
behind paranoid eyes
you put on your brave face and slip over the road for a jar
fixing your grin as you casually lean on the bar
laughing too loud at the rest of the world
with the boys in the crowd
you hide hide hide
behind petrified eyes
you believed in their stories of fame fortune and glory
now you're lost in a haze of alchohol soft middle age
the pie in the sky turned out to be miles too high
and you hide hide hide
behind brown and mild eyes
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Pink Floyd - The Final Cut

through the fish eyed lens of tear stained eyes
i can barely define the shape of this moment in time
and far from flying high in clear blue skies
i'm spiralling down to the hole in the ground where i hide
if you negotiate the minefield in the drive
and beat the dogs and cheat the cold electronic eyes
and if you make it past the shotgun in the hall
dial the combination. open the priesthole
and if i'm in i'll tell you what's behind the wall
there's a kid who had a big hallucination
making love to girls in magazines
he wonders if you're sleeping with your new found faith
could anybody love him
or is it just a crazy dream
and if i show you my dark side
will you still hold me tonight
and if i open my heart to you
and show you my weak side
what would you do
would you sell your story to rolling stone
would you take the children away
and leave me alone
and smile in reassurance
as you whisper down the phone
would you send me packing
or would you take me home
thought i oughta bare my naked feelings
thought i oughta tear the curtain down
i held the blade in trembling hands
prepared to make it but just then the phone rang
i never had the nerve to make the final cut
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Alkaline trio - Clavicle

i've been on top of the world since about six months ago,
marking the first time i laid eyes on you.
i lost all train of thought as i entered the room.
i saw what looked like really good food, then i saw you and so did you.
i wanna wake up naked next to you, kissing the curve in your clavicle.
kissing your clavicle.
i've been on top of the world since about 1 week ago, marking a time when i was drunk enough to talk to you.
i lost all train of thought as your eyes met mine.
told you i thought you were gorgeous.
you gave me your phone number, i gave you mine.
before you left i said that you can bet i'll be bothering you soon. you said, "no bother, please do." i've called you twice.
it's been a hellish fight to not think about you all the time.
sitting around waiting for your call.
i wanna wake up naked next to you, kissing the curve in your clavicle.
kissing your clavicle.
i wanna wake up naked next to you, kissing the curve in your clavicle.
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Alkaline trio - message from kathlene

i guess i'll always stop and see you, and we'll run into each other's lives. yeah, i guess. although it tears me up inside.
everytime it burns my eyes with tears.
but i know you're worth the pain.
i've so much more to gain by waiting for you.
you're going away, but you're not going far.
so if he decides to leave you alone and crying.
you know i'm still here, the faithful one.
waiting for a message from kathlene. then i'll come... faster... than i ever thought that i could run... cause i... i need you more than i ever thought that i could need someone, yeah... someone, someone else.
that i could need someone else... someone else.
i know i will always stop and see you and we'll run into each other's ****ed up lives.
yeah, i guess. although it tears me up inside.
everytime it burns my eyes with tears.
but your waking up is the start of my lost cause.
and then you decide to leave me alone and crying.
but you know i'm still here, the faithful one.
waiting for a message from kathlene then i'll come... faster... than i ever thought that i could run... cause i... i need you more than i ever thought that i could need someone, yeah... someone, someone else.
that i could need someone else... someone else.
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Alkaline trio - Sorry About That

it hasn't been that long since we drank to the sunset, until it was gone.
and down with it went our pain and fear,
as we slowly broke contact more and more, with every beer.
and we passed out in each other's arms,
both admitting we'd never felt better.
never felt so warm.
but awoke in each other's eyes, without wearing a stitch of clothing.
we were both deeply in disguise.
and maybe i just set aside the fact that you were broken hearted.
in my own special selfish way.
and if i hadn't set aside the fact that you were broken hearted.
hell knows where your heart would be today.
maybe with me.
it seems like it's been so long since we kissed through the darkness, until it was dawn.
up with it came our pain and fear that we'd already lost each other.
we both knew that the end was near.
maybe i just set aside the fact that you were broken hearted.
in my own special selfish way.
and if i hadn't set aside the fact that you were broken hearted.
hell knows where your heart would be today.
maybe with me. maybe with me.
maybe with me. maybe with me.
maybe with me. maybe with me.
maybe with me.
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Aliakine trio - This is Getting Over You

Today I woke up,
Younger than I've been in years.
Not concerned with what's outside
And peers, I don't have any.
No one is my equal because I'm the king of rain.
Controlling with my moodswings,
Throw a thunderstorm your way, way.
Drowning girls is a game I play.

Today I woke up,
More awake than I have felt in years.
Not concerned with anything, no tears.
Well I'm done with that ****.
No one is your equal because you're the queen of pain.
Controlling with my mood temps,
Staring at my shoes while running away, way.
Drowning myself is a game I play.
Drown myself away,
Drown myself away, away.
Goodbye.
This is getting over you.
This is getting over you.
This is getting over you.
This is getting over you.
This is getting over you (I'm not tired of getting over you).
This is getting over you (I'm not tired of getting over you).
Getting over you (I'm not tired of getting over you).
This is getting over you (I'm not tired of getting over you).
This is getting over you (I'm not tired of getting over you).
Getting over you (I'm not tired of getting over you).
This is getting over you (I'm not tired of getting over you).
This is getting over you.

sleepy jack fire drill

Poison The Well "Nerdy"

Why do your eyes paralyze me
What makes me feel this way
Just carry me away with silence and heartbeats
As rapid thinking about your embrace
and how it makes me feel
I just want to feel this way forever
Sleep on portraits painted as perfect as you
Why have I been given the chance to fly
When I'm not with you I feel lesser alone
I remember your face imprinted on angels
Your voice as beautiful as the sounds of waves
crashing against my heart
Time slows down when you look at me
I'm infatuated with this infatuated with you
It's so hard for me to understand why
I hadn't found you before don't dull away
hold my hand

Converge "You Fail Me"


you fail me with every fatal crush
you fail me with every abandoned love
you fail me with your inferno **** me eyes
that burn as fuel for my city and its neon lights
burn bright white line fever take them all
you fail me with your new dead end dream
you fail me with your pill box fantasy
you fail me as love's greatest war
that was never worth
you were never worth fighting for
dying living dying living dying everyday
living dying living dying living everyday
you think you are a poet
in your eyes you are a star
who lives through a fantasy of rising above
you think you're a victim
but you live as a drunk
that has never sacrificed that has never loved
you think you are tragic but i know you are lost
you have walked the fault lines
and you have crossed them all
this world doesn't fight you, you fight yourself
thinking we fail you you fail yourself


Trophy Scars "Jerry's The Name, Sociology's The Game"

Everything you do
Will make you separate
From the lovers that you choose
Now your dreams are too confusing
I can't remember what I'm loosing
Cause everything you do
Will make you more like
All the drugs that you abuse
And now its easy to forget, huh?
Every reason to forget her, oh
Forget the phone
The smirking tigers ate their own
Now you know who sleeps alone
(And if I were you)
I would keep the truth
For them and you
She called me on the phone
And all I heard was the bang, bang, bang!
The radio hit the floor
And I could tell that she wanted more
I'll let you use your mouth
To show me what love's all about
My tongue against your thighs tonight
Match maker, math maker
Make me a match
Conceived through a window
Discovered in math
Inhale all the colors
And cough out a map
These demons aren't stopping
This brilliant blood bath
Behind eyes
Watch the sun set, watch the sun set
It's saying things that you'll never forget
Watch the sun set, watch the sun set
It's saying things that you'll never forget
I could have said
All the things that make us sad
But never again
I think our mouths are just too fast
Through that porcelain crack
I can see she just wants nothing to fall
But it's all gonna fall
I swear to God, if it weren't for the fall...
We just wouldn't fall
Let's stand tall
And fall
Watch the sun set, watch the sun set
I bet you guessed I'm the best to forget
Well, I'm feeling fine
Between your legs
Just let me sleep here
For a few more days
Watch my tongue move, and give me credit
I've cheated language, don't you dare forget it
With no one out here, this town begins to feel so small
Swans and opaque colors, these towns seem to me so dull
Her face in scotch tape and covered in gauze
I swear to God, if it weren't for the Fall these leaves would seem so ****ing far
I'm a little boy
Just a little kid
But I'm my own damn man
With my own damn plans
I'm glad you left me.
Goddamn.
Match maker, match maker
Spark up a match
Covered in color
Dissected in math
In flies an angel
Who's back from the past
The deadness of winter
Distilled in a glass
Behind eyes

The Blood Brothers "Every Breath Is A Bomb"


(Fake fake flowers, fake funeral)

This room is a fluorescent tomb:
it's brazen bulbs mimic death's hyena croon.
He pulls on her wires, she jerks to attention,
she's animated again, she's talking to a hypodermic reflection.

We've watched it all from the window ledge...
the nurses offer their condolences...
tongue's flapping I can't make out your tone,
out hearts beat in slow motion.

If we make it to the final scene...(fake flowers! fake tomb!)
show me the sapphire pit (fake flowers! fake tomb!)
peel the candy crust off my body (fake flowers! fake tomb!)
throw in the brittle skeleton...(fake flowers! fake tomb!)

Can you inject love's tender touch back into the gang bang?
Can you knit the stiletto back in, into the bloodstain?
Can you put the bite back into the beast you've broken, tied and tamed?
Can you crease the wrinkles back into the cracked and open brain?

So doctor won't you pull the ****ing plug?
Oh, won't you cut the cord?
'Cause you can't put the life back into this hospital ward.
Say won't you pull the plug, say won't you cut the cord! [x4]

She's gonna make it out ok...
but she's shaking like a revolution...
and she stares at the fire all day...
mumbling to herself..."

And every hole has a snake in it...
and every crotch is a Siamese gun,
every sunshine hides a cancerous chime,
when every breath is a bomb."

I'd like to wrap my arms around you like a flesh canopy.
I'd like to take your head,
place it somewhere between my shoulders and neck,
but I'm afraid your brittle bones would break.
And I can hear the black orchestra singing...can you hear 'em singing?
Can you hear 'em? Can you?!

Can you inject love's tender touch back into the gang bang?
Can you knit the stiletto back in, into the bloodstain?
Can you put the bite back into the beast you've broken, tied and tamed?
Can you crease the wrinkles back into the cracked and open brain?

So doctor won't you pull the ****ing plug?
Oh, won't you cut the cord?
'Cause you can't put the life back into this hospital ward.

__________________

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Ethan you didn't bold anything....


Bayside - Cold Blue and Lifeless

Do you know that every night I think of ways to get back at you?
I'd sneak into your room, put a pillow over your face, suffocate you.
Rip into your chest and tear out your heart.
To see if you bleed, like I do.
I bet you do.
Tripping over my words and now you're tripping on me. Isn't that funny?
Couldn't you just laugh until you choke?
I wish you would, and your face could match your eyes. Cold and blue and lifeless.
How did I ever fall for you?

Do you know that every night I think of ways that I can spite you?
Call me when you're dead or you can finally live with yourself.
Consider this a favor...consider this.

Tripping over my words and now you're tripping on me. Isn't that funny?
Couldn't you just laugh until you choke?
I wish you would, so your face could match your eyes. Cold and blue and lifeless.
How did I ever fall for you?

To see if you bleed like I do.
Tripping over my words and now you're tripping on me.
Isn't that funny?
Couldn't you just laugh until you choke?
I wish you would, so your face could match your eyes, cold and blue and lifeless.
How did I ever fall for you?

Tripping over my words and now you're tripping on me. Isn't that funny?
Couldn't you just laugh until you choke?
I wish you would, so your face could match your eyes. Cold and blue and lifeless.
How did I ever fall for you?
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Bayside - Just Enough To Love You

Push me out from the darkness
To a sky that's colored blue
Somewhere someone's finding happiness
While I'm still here so hung up on you

Nothing is real
And I want you to know
That I'm not alright
When you tear open my chest
I'll try not to flinch
Won't make promises
I won't make promises
You taught me that.
I'm still losing what's left of my self esteem
And I'm still watching the slow fading of all my daydreams

The hardest things to say are the words that mean the most
So I'll bite my tongue till it bleeds and I doubt you'll even know
The easiest things to fake are feelings to fool someone else
And I've been tricked for so long by you that I spent these last few months in my own hell

A failed apology
A day too late but now I see
That all you really want's to see me dangle neck first from a tree
But what would you need me for
You've got friends galore
And all you'll ever be to me is a stupid lying excuse for a person

I could call
But I know that you won't be there to pick up the phone
You don't have time for me
I could call but I know you won't get the phone
Don't have time for me

I hate myself
For loving you like this
I hate myself for hating myself
Just enough to love you
Just enough to love you
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Bayside - Masterpiece

My friend,
You're always the last one to leave
Those dimly lit rooms.
Making sure the last glass makes its way to the table empty.
And every bottle in the place
Has been upside down
At least a few times what a waste.
Is this what's left of you these days?

You're not eighteen anymore.
Five years should have been,
enough time for you to grow up and get over this.
Not too cool to be throwing up all morning sick
from what you might have done or done it with.

And I swear if I could take your pain
And frame it and hang it on my wall,
Maybe you would never have to hurt it all.
Painting pictures in red and blue.

A portrait bruise just like you
And now you're walking away.

You're not eighteen anymore.
Five years should have been,
enough time for you to grow up and get over this.
Not too cool to be throwing up all morning sick from what you might of done.

When is enough, finally enough?

The hang-ups and the heartbreaks get you past.
Our failures lay down but just accept yourself.
Find some thing that brings you closer to complete.

Painting pictures in red and blue.
A portrait bruise just like you and now you're walking away.

You're not eighteen anymore.
Five years should have been,
enough time for you to grow up and get over this.
Not too cool to be throwing up all morning sick
From what you might of done or done it with.

When is enough, finally enough?
When is enough, finally enough?
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Bayside - Poison in My Veins

the night skys black and i'm awake lying on the ground.
the grass beneath my feet is hard and cold just like i've come to be.
the stars are gone behind the clouds and i can't see a thing
so i'll just let my eyes stay closed just like me, i can't open up.

[chorus:]
cause i'm all wrong and i don't see a chance to fix this head
so just give up. write me off, pretend i don't exist.

there's something in an empty bed that makes it hard to close your eyes.
it can eat at you until they both turn black and blue
and all you want is a reason you should live
or a way for you to die, a way for you to die.

[chorus]

[bridge:]
the grounds opening up. i'm falling down below
an endless fall into a place that i don't think a child should know.
and i'm screaming out a name that could never pass my lips.
the poison in my veins that got me through her kiss.

[chorus]

[bridge]

and now i'm too hung up on that to have anything with you,
it's the poison in my veins,
the poison in my veins
the poison in my veins that got me through
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Bayside - Blame it on Bad Luck

Pound my knuckles hard against the floor.
My head against the wall.
But I did this to myself.
Assume it's just not worth getting back up,
so I'll blame it on bad luck.
And I'll shake responsibility.

I spent some time in a bad place at 18,
wishing I could see something through clear eyes.
Do you ever wake up to realize
that your life is meaningless?
Does it give you strength or lead you to
your grave at a young age?

Pound my knuckles hard against the floor.
My head against the wall.
But I did this to myself.
Assume it's just not worth getting back up,
so I'll blame it on bad luck.
And I'll shake responsibility.

It seems that when I ran away from my past
all my dignity, my faith, my pride got left back.
And now I think it's time that I realize
self pity's meaningless.
Though I'm 10 feet deep,
I'll claw my way back out from in my grave.

Pound my knuckles hard against the floor.
My head against the wall.
But I did this to myself.
Assume it's just not worth getting back up,
So I'll blame it on bad luck.
And I'll shake responsibility.
And say a hard life did this to me.

Now I realize, I'd give anything I have
to walk a day in my old shoes.
Wondering what my first smoke would be like,
my first ****, my next **** up.
Or the next band that would change my life
and it changed my life
and it changed my life.

Pound my knuckles hard against the floor.
My head against the wall.
But I did this to myself.
Assume it's just not worth getting back up,
So I'll blame it on bad luck.
And I'll shake responsibility.
And say a hard life did this to me.

Stone Magnet

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Lock to field screen, row the ocean onto sentient ground.
New rites of a Vedic sun to attend the blue horizon.
Prevails flight resplendent, sails the shrine effulgent windship.
Stillness breathes apex supreme - I walk toward the mountain.

Crowns the sovereic rite to freedom.
Shored the origin forms to a ground accede.
Axiom core of the light shrine flight to shining.
Glows serene to attenuate the space and time.

littleknowitall

stupidly awesome lyrics.

"A Lap Dance Is So Much Better When the Stripper is Crying"

I was lonelier than Kunta Kinte at a Merle Haggard concert
That night I strolled on into Uncle Limpy's Hump Palace lookin' for love.
It had been a while.
In fact, three hundred and sixty-five had come and went
since that midnight run haulin' hog to Shakey Town on I-10.
I had picked up this hitchhiker that was sweatin' gallons
through a pair of Daisy Duke cut-offs and one of those Fruit Of The Loom tank-tops.
Well, that night I lost myself to ruby red lips,
milky white skin and baby blue eyes.
Name was Russell.

Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
Well I find it's quite a thrill
When she grinds me against her will
Yes a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'

Well, faster than you can say, "shallow grave",
this pretty little thing come up to me and starts kneadin' my balls
like hard-boiled eggs in a tube sock.
Said her name was Bambi and I said, "Well that's a coincidence darlin',
'cause I was just thinkin' about skinnin' you like a deer."
Well she smiled, had about as much teeth as a Jack-O-Lantern,
and I went on to tell her how I would wear her face like a mask
as I do my little kooky dance.
And then she told me to shush.
I guess she could sense my desperation.
'Course, it's hard to hide a hard-on when you're dressed like Minnie Pearl.

Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
Well I find it's quite a thrill
When she grinds me against her will
Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'

So, Bambi's goin' on about how she can make all my fantasies come true.
So I says, "Even this one I have where Jesus Christ
is jackhammering Mickey Mouse in the doo-doo hole
with a lawn dart as Garth Brooks gives birth to something
resembling a cheddar cheese log with almonds on Santa Claus's tummy-tum?"
Well, ten beers, twenty minutes and thirty dollars later
I'm parkin' the beef bus in tuna town if you know what I mean.
Got to nail her back at her trailer.
Heh. That rhymes.
I have to admit it was even more of a turn-on
when I found out she was doin' me to buy baby formula.

Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
Well I find it's quite a thrill
When she grinds me against her will
Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'

Day or so had passed when I popped the clutch,
gave the tranny a spin and slid on into
The Stinky Pinky Gulp N' Guzzle Big Rig Snooze-A-Stop.
There I was browsin' through the latest issue of "Throb",
when I saw Bambi starin' at me from the back of a milk carton.
Well, my heart just dropped.
So, I decided to do what any good Christian would.
You can not imagine how difficult it is to hold a half gallon of moo juice
and polish the one-eyed gopher when your doin' seventy-five
in an eighteen-wheeler.
I never thought missing children could be so sexy.
Did I say that out loud?

Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
Well I find it's quite a thrill
When she grinds me against her will
Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'

manic street preachers - suicide is painless.
Through early morning for I see
Visions of the things to be
The pains that are withheld for me
I realise that I can see

That suicide is painless
It brings so many changes
And I can take or leave them if I please

The game of life is hard to play
I’m gonna lose it anyway
The losing card of some delay
So this is all I have to say

That suicide is painless
It brings so many changes
And I can take or leave them if I please

The sword of time will pierce our skin
It doesn’t hurt when it begins
But as it works it’s way on in
The pain grows stronger watch I bring

That suicide is painless
It brings so many changes
And I can take or leave them if I please

A brave man once requested me
To answer questions that are key
Is it to be or not to be
And I replied oh why ask me

That suicide is painless
It brings so many changes
And I can take or leave them if I please









mr.bungle - squeeze me maceroni.

I wanna lock Betty Crocker in the kitchen
And knock her upper during supper
Clutter up her butter gutter
Hostess Ding Dong wrapped an eggroll around my wong
While Dolly Madison proceded to ping my pong

Your Milky Way is M'n'M in your britches
And I'll tell you Baby Ruth it looks mighty delicious
Keep blowing my gum, cuz here I come
I'm gonna get you all sticky with my Bubble Yum

Knick knack paddywhack and give your dog a bone, baby

I was givin' some head to some french bread
It was a four course orgy on the spread of my bed
French kissin' french fries in my Fruit of the Looms
I get deeper penetration with a fork and a spoon

I got yogurt meat loaf smeared all over my ass
I stick my weiner in two buns and and then give it the gas
Sour cream from my spleen into Levi jeans
Gonna bust the seams with my refried beans

Ronald McDonald just loves to be fondled
With Big Mac he'll **** it like a Chicken McNugget
Colonel Sanders wants to goose Granny's loose caboose
He's gonna give her a boost with that Kentucky fried juice
Sooper doop poop scoop, loop de loop, chicken coop
Shoot some hoop, top sirloin from the groin
Topped with **** cheese, sneeze, wheeze,
From the skeez disease, wooi!

Take a dump, baby, squirt some gravy
Pour some sugar on me, honey, make it brown & runny
Give a little Flavor Flav, back from the grave
Gonna burn some toast, pump some humpin' rump roast

Knick knack paddywhack, jump in the sack, in fact
Jerk the smack and crack Jack from the back
Bananarama or ramabanana
****in' Barry Manilow on the Copa Cabana

Squeeze me macaroni, slop your face with my bologna

You gotta syphon the spinach, you gotta cream the corn
Sperm scrambles the eggs and a meal is born
Cookin' like a beginner, but I'm goin' up in her
I had Fritos for lunch I'm havin' bush for dinner
Chef Boyardee and the Three Muskateers
Shove Charleston Chews in their rears like queers
"Holy moly, guacamole!" said my Chips Ahoy
I'm gonna pinch a ravioli on the Pillsbury dough...Tall man

Knick knack paddywhack and give your dog a boner, baby

We came to pottie...we came to pottie down your throat

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Merkaba

Reflection. I love that song for the above reason. The lyrics are awesome.

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Right you lot, shut it. Strewth Fowler my son, all looks a bit pear-shaped round here or what. The govenor's talking, Saturday's game, very dodgy, very naughty, could go a little pear-shaped. If there's a rough things might be well iffy. These faces are a little bit hard, know what I mean, a little bit of oof, have some of that my son, bosh, sorted, ta ta, got me, so be clever. Good, now shut it!

cardboard adolescent

I always loved Reflection despite the lyrics, which I thought to be pretty cheesy. We are all one mind? Seriously...

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