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A thread for your favorite song lyrics
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Join Date: Jun 2004
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Go ahead and post the lyrics to whatever you're listening to.
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Professional Poster
Join Date: Mar 2001
Location: Seattle, WA
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Staring at the sea
Will she come?
Is there hope for me
After all is said and done
Anything at any price
All of this for you
All the spoils of a wasted life
All of this for you
All the world has closed her eyes
Tired faith all worn and thin
For all we could have done
And all that could have been
Ocean pulls me close
And whispers in my ear
The destiny I’ve chose
All becoming clear
The currents have their say
The time is drawing near
Washes me away
Makes me disappear
I descend from grace
In arms of underflow
I will take my place
In the great below
I can still feel you
Even so far away
The Great Below
NIN
The Fragile (Left)
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Professional Poster
Join Date: Apr 2001
Location: Capital city of the Empire State.
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Baby's on fire
Better throw her in the water
Look at her laughing
Like a heifer to the slaughter
Baby's on fire
And all the laughing boys are bitching
Waiting for photos
Oh the plot is so bewitching
Rescuers row row
Do your best to change the subject
Blow the wind blow blow
Lend some assistance to the object
Photographers snip snap
Take your time, she's only burning
This kind of experience
Is necessary for her learning
If you'll be my flotsam
I could be half the man I used to
They said you were hot stuff
And that's what Baby's been reduced to...
Juanita and Juan
Very clever with maraccas
Making their fortunes
Selling second-hand tobaccoes
Juan dances at Chico's
And when the clients are evicted
He empties the ashtrays
And pockets all that he's collected
But Baby's on fire!
And all the instruments agree that
Her temperature's rising
But any idiot would know that.
Brian Eno, Baby's On Fire
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"I sentence you to be hanged by the neck until you cheer up."
MacBook Pro 15"/2.4 GHz Intel Core 2 Duo/4 GB DDR2 SDRAM/200 GB Hitachi HD/8x SuperDrive/Mac OS X 10.6.1
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Mac Elite
Join Date: Oct 2004
Location: Neither Here Nor There
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I'm gonna knock you out
Mama said knock you out
I'm gonna knock you out
Mama said knock you out
I'm gonna knock you out
Mama said knock you out
I'm gonna knock you out
Mama said knock you out
LL Cool J, Mama Said Knock You Out
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Professional Poster
Join Date: Jan 2003
Location: Chicago
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Now you see me now you don't
Now you see me now you don't
Now you see me now you don't
Now you see me now you don't
Now you see me now you don't
Go before I am the goat
You get away with murder, kill me when you're through
Do I have to give up me, to be loved by you
You get away with murder, what do I have to do
Do I have to give up me, to be loved by you
to be loved by you
to be loved by you
to be loved by you
From the smallest taste I use
From the smallest taste I lose
Won't you crush on me
crush on me
crush on me
crush on me
crush on me
crush on me
crush on me
crush on
Pile your dead on top of me
Pile your dead on top of me
Pile your dead on top of me
Pile your dead on top of me
Pile your dead on top of me
Tape my eyes so I can't see
You get away with murder, kill me when you're through
Do I have to give up me, to be loved by you
You get away with murder, what do I have to do
Do I have to give up me, to be loved by you
to be loved by you
to be loved by you
to be loved by you
From the smallest taste I use
From the smallest taste I lose
Won't you crush on me
crush on me
crush on me
crush on me
crush on me
crush on me
crush on me
crush on
I've been waiting for today
I can't touch you when you're far away
Nothing makes me feel this way
Except hate but that fades away
From the smallest taste I use
From the smallest taste I lose
Won't you crush on me
crush on me
crush on me
crush on me
crush on me
crush on me
crush on me
crush on
I've been waiting for today
I can't touch you when you're far away
Nothing makes me feel this way
Except hate but that fades away
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inscrutable impenetrable impregnable inconceivable
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Mac Elite
Join Date: Oct 2004
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Developers, developers, developers, developers.
Developers, developers, developers, developers.
Developers, developers, developers, developers.
Developers, developers, developers, developers.
Developers, developers, developers, developers.
Developers, developers, developers, developers.
Developers, developers, developers, developers.
Developers, developers, developers, developers.
Developers, developers, developers, developers.
Developers, developers, developers, developers.
(woo, woo, woo-woo-woooooooo!)
Developers, developers, developers, developers.
Developers, developers, developers, developers.
Developers, developers, developers, developers.
Developers, developers, developers, developers.
I...love...this...company, YEEEEEEEEEEAH
Steve Ballmer, Developers
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Forum Regular
Join Date: Jun 2004
Location: London Monarchs
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You're lookin' at The Fridge
I'm the rookie
I may be large, but I'm no dumb cookie
You've seen me hit, you've seen me run
When I kick and pass, we'll have more fun
I can dance, you will see
The others, they all learn from me
I don't come here lookin' for trouble
I just came here to do
The Super Bowl Shuffle
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Senior User
Join Date: Oct 2003
Location: Minneapolis
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When you're in your little room
and you're working on something good
but if its really good
you're gonna need a bigger room.
And when you're in the bigger room
you might not know what to do
you might have to think of
how you got started
sitting in your little room.
little room - the white stripes
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Join Date: Mar 2004
Location: Copenhagen
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Under Byen Kyst
Sandede våde kys
Over os himlen
Duftende våde kys
Over os himlen
Hvis du giver mig lov
Hvor rovfuglene
Smidigt skriger
Voldsomt kredser
Over bølger
Hvis du giver mig lov
Hvis du giver mig lov
(Vil vi være sandede fiskede frugtede)
Råt kød
Tænder og drømme
Røntgenbilleder
Af frodighed
Hvis du giver mig lov
Hvis du giver mig lov
(Vil vi være sandede fiskede frugtede)
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Join Date: Feb 2005
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Originally posted by Oisín:
Under Byen Kyst
Sandede våde kys
Over os himlen
Duftende våde kys
Over os himlen
Hvis du giver mig lov
Hvor rovfuglene
Smidigt skriger
Voldsomt kredser
Over bølger
Hvis du giver mig lov
Hvis du giver mig lov
(Vil vi være sandede fiskede frugtede)
Råt kød
Tænder og drømme
Røntgenbilleder
Af frodighed
Hvis du giver mig lov
Hvis du giver mig lov
(Vil vi være sandede fiskede frugtede)
hmmmmm. Catchy little ditty?
LOL
P~
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Mac Elite
Join Date: Feb 2003
Location: columbus, oh
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Why I'm Here by Oleander
It's the reason for my pain
In a season to celebrate
I don't wanna be full of hate
For anybody, but it's too late
Everyone has been in my face
Telling me that i'm a disgrace
Showing me things that I must face
Telling me that they need their space
I can't love you anymore
I'm scared of the sound of it
It's the reason why i'm down
I'm beaten been pushed around
Hit the ceiling without a sound
Everone I know considers me a clown
I can't love you anymore
I'm scared of the sound of it
I can't love you anymore
Woman, I just wanted more
I can't love you anymore
Scared of the sound of it
And woman, I just wanted more
It's the reason why i'm here
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"Another classic science-fiction show cancelled before its time" ~ Bender
15.2" PowerBook 1.25GHz, 80GB HD, 768MB RAM, SuperDrive
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Mac Elite
Join Date: Oct 2003
Location: New York City, NY
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We're wondering what you're thinking, Arthur Nix
'Cause ever since you rode your bike into that car, and were quickly
Whisked away by ambulance, you've been so pensive and quiet
Did your arm heal faster than your heart did, Arthur?
Oh, if we had the power to trap anything that could hurt
A human being inside a jar we'd send it far from Earth and watch
It explode in the sun to the cheers of everyone
But, alas, that can't be done
So, Arthur Nix, Arthur Nix, we came to fix your bicycle
Heavy things sure can come outa nowhere
But when it's finished, we could take it for a ride
You might need it to outrun what's on your mind
That cast you've got on your arm's full of names
But when the doctors take it off you'll sure be glad
And in camp you'll play Four-Square everyday
Just remember to remember it can still be just as fun as yesterday
Heavy things can come out of nowhere - out of thin air - sometimes.....
Jupiter Sunrise-Arthur Nix
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Originally posted by JustAnOl'Broad:
hmmmmm. Catchy little ditty?
LOL
P~
Well, perhaps not exactly catchy, but awesome nonetheless.
But actually, I'd like to change it to another one that's even awesomer (not the song as a whole, but the lyrics):
Under Byen Sylfiden
En sylfide på disse kanter
Kroppen synger i bølgernes brøl
Hudens duft er en evighed
når du bøjer dig mod
blå øjne blå mund blå bryster
En strandvasker mod dine kyster
Turister og lokale kan se
liget af en elskerinde
gennem dit blege ansigt
Or, if you insist on a translation:
Under Byen The Sylph
A sylph around these parts
Her body sings in the roar of the waves
The smell of her skin is an eternity
when you bend down against
blue eyes, blue mouth, blue breasts
A body washed ashore on your coast
Tourists and locals can see
the corpse of a mistress
through your pale face
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Caffeinated Theme Master 
Join Date: Nov 1999
Location: hell (says dakar)
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I'm dirty, mean and mighty unclean
I'm a wanted man
Public enemy number one
Understand
So lock up your daughter
Lock up your wife
Lock up your back door
And run for your life
The man is back in town
Don't you mess around
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Mac Elite
Join Date: Jun 2003
Location: Alabama
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tool - Eulogy
He had alot to say.
He had alot of nothing to say.
We'll miss him.
So long.
We wish you well.
You told us how you weren't afraid to die.
Well then, so long.
Don't cry.
Or feel too down.
Not all martyrs see divinity.
But at least you tried.
Standing above the crowd,
He had a voice that was strong and loud.
We'll miss him.
Ranting and pointing his finger
At everything but his heart.
We'll miss him.
No way to recall
What it was that you had said to me,
Like I care at all.
So loud.
You sure could yell.
You took a stand on every little thing
And so loud.
Standing above the crowd,
He had a voice so strong and loud and I
Swallowed his facade cuz I'm so
Eager to identify with
Someone above the ground,
Someone who seemed to feel the same,
Someone prepared to lead the way, with
Someone who would die for me.
Will you? Will you now?
Would you die for me?
Don't you ****in lie.
Don't you step out of line.
Don't you ****in lie.
You've claimed all this time that you would die for me.
Why then are you so surprised to hear your own eulogy?
You had alot to say.
You had alot of nothing to say.
Come down.
Get off your ****in cross.
We need the ****in space to nail the next fool martyr.
To ascend you must die.
You must be crucified
For your sins and your lies. [sic]
Goodbye...
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http://www.mafia-designs.com
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My namesake. Perhaps one of the greatest blues-jazz-hard rock songs ever written.
Shortcut To Moncton, by I Mother Earth
Between the doors, shakin' heads and thinking
Light about who you're with, where you are
Blue lightning hittin' trees and lighting
Roads won't let me get too down 'cause
Sometimes you can be let down
You move on ahead in quicksand
And you hope you're still goin' east boy
It's dreamy all day drives and short parades
And I won't let it mess with my head
Just grin and live it
While you can...with wonderment
With eyes wide open
I'm taking in all I can
The small town darkness
Is singing by
In trance...I'm feeling glad
You and your friends drink, laugh
And pass out, keeping good things close
Fought till the end, it's hard to keep it all fun
I won't let it mess with my head
Won't let it mess with
Sleeping friends or their wonderment
Though the day's been really long
I still feel I'm close to nowhere
And I wouldn't let no one take my place
A warm bed, in my head I can see
The tidal wave of disappointment
See the lights shining over there
Through the night I am on the way
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Mankind's only chance is to harness the power of stupid.
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Join Date: Mar 2002
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Wilderness
The OC Supertones (available on the iTMS)
The rain falls on the righteous and the wicked
Mine is not to reason why this is
In this I rest in this I find my refuge
That my thoughts and ways are not His
I spend my life on looking up the answers
It’s rare that I can’t find a reason why
But reasons fail at children without mothers
His plan is more than I can know
Have you ever held in doubt
What this life is all about
Have you questioned all these things
that seem important to us
Do you really wanna know
Or are you a little scared
You’re afraid that God is not really
exactly what you’d have Him be
What should I hold to and what should I do
How do I know if anything’s true
I’m somewhere in-between Canaan and Egypt
A place called the wilderness
I’m not one who always trusts their feelings
I don’t believe in what you’d call blind faith
But faith that you can do all that you promised
And you said it all works for good
It’s safe to say I don’t see the big picture
I can’t see the forest for the trees
And if five hundred lives
Were mine to get to know
You all could be spent on just this
God do you really understand what it’s like to be a man
Have You ever felt the weight of
loving all the things you Hate
Have You struggled have you worried
How can You sympathize
I have spoken too soon put my hand over my mouth
I can’t contend with You
Your ways are so much higher
And we pass through the fire that
Christ endured before us
When You were in the wilderness
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Caffeinated Theme Master 
Join Date: Nov 1999
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Originally posted by effgee:
... I'm dirty, mean and mighty unclean ...
D'oh! AC/DC, "TNT" - it's "Golden Oldies Sunday". Next up - Lou Rawls, "Lady Love"
- Lady love, your love is peaceful
Like the summer's breeze
My lady love, with love that's tender
As a baby's touch
You give me all of the things
That I need so much
You're my world, lady love
Lady love, your love is cooling
Like the winter snow
My lady love, with love that's cozy
As a fire's glow
And I keep on needing you, girl
A little more and more
And I thank you, my lady love
You know, it's not easy to keep love flowing smooth
People are people and they all have their moods
But it's so nice just to have someone like you
Who wants a smooth and easy thing
And all the good times that it brings
My lady love, you've been with me
Through all of my ups and downs
My lady love, I once was lost
But now with you I'm found
You got the love I need
And I want to stay around
Heaven sent you down, my lady love
Let me tell you that it's not easy to keep love flowing smooth
You know, people are people, they all have their moods
But it's so nice just to have someone like you
Who wants a smooth and easy thing
And all the good times and the joy that it brings
My lady love, you've been with me
Through all of my ups and downs
And my crazy turn-arounds
My lady love, you got the love I need
So stay around
Heaven sent my lady love
Lady love, sweet lady love
You are so good to me
Lady love, like a warm summer breeze
(So glad I found my lady love, lady love)
(so glad I found my lady love, lady love
**hooooooowl**
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sikth - such the fool:
Paint your face, Cover the black heads
Short top, bulging up your saggy tits
Cut your skirt just a little bit shorter,
Dont you wanna?
Toilet paper, going down your top
Do ever think about, bringing out some condoms
When you aim to go out and get ****ed
****ed all night long
Wearing No Un-Der-Wear
To slip it in and bang bang
And tattooed on her butt cheeks
**** Me.
Everybody here comes in your face
Your wanting everybody looking on in your direction
Have you looked at your skin complexion
How could I ever put my dick in you?
Bitchin erected muscle lickin
Think I'd rather be chokin my chicken
Do you ever think about who your ****in,
****ed all night long
I see
That you don't want to be safe
Protection gets in your way
One reel back, you want him back
Sucking off in the toilet
That door has, your name, written on it
You **** there more every night now
Everything in town.
Semen, dripping from your eyelids
Running down your cheek your rancid.
Tattooed insert across your lips
I am disgusted.
Wearing No Un-Der-Wear
To slip it in and bang bang
And tattooed on her butt cheeks
**** ME.
Everybody here comes in your face
Your wanting everybody looking on in your attention
Have you ****ed at your same sensation
How could I diiiiiick
Bitchin erected muscle lickin
Think I'd rather be chokin my chicken
Do you ever think about who your ****in,
****ed all night long
I see
That you don't want to be safe
There's nothing in here will wear
One reel back and you're still not safe...
So what do you do?
Go out and get ****ed by 10 different men
Then go and brag to your friends
Do you think that makes you a better person?
Please tell me what you were like as a virgin
Just an easy whore,
Open the door and come in,
Let the transmitting begin.
Bet you laugh at them thinking they got lucky
Do you ever think about the people your ****ing
May aswell strap an advert to your back saying
**** Me, Free Disease
Stupefied Bitch
Open Legs
Insert Quick
Philosophy of a slut
You're such a Fool
You're such the
You're such a Fool
You're such the
You're such a Fool
You're such the
You're such a Fool
You're such the Fool
I see that you dont want to be safe
Your on a carrousel with no horses
You just slide up and down on
THE POLES
You're such a Fool
You're such the
You're such a Fool
You're such the
You're such a Fool
You're such the
You're such a Fool
You're such the Fool
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[QUOTE]Originally posted by Oisín:
[B]Well, perhaps not exactly catchy, but awesome nonetheless.
Under Byen Sylfiden
I googled Under Byen; neat stuff.
listened to a DL off the homepage.
Thanks for the new find; new to me, I mean.
P~
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Originally posted by JustAnOl'Broad:
I googled Under Byen; neat stuff.
listened to a DL off the homepage.
Thanks for the new find; new to me, I mean.
P~
They are very awesome. Actually, the songs they have available from the homepage (Hjertebarn, Kyst, Legesag, Det er mig der holder Træerne sammen) are some of their very best.
(Btw, Under Byen means 'under the city', just in case you were wondering)
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Originally posted by Oisín:
They are very awesome. Actually, the songs they have available from the homepage (Hjertebarn, Kyst, Legesag, Det er mig der holder Træerne sammen) are some of their very best. 
(Btw, Under Byen means 'under the city', just in case you were wondering)
I found an English fansite: http://www.larsdideriksen.com/underbyen/
I listened to "Det er mig.."
I like.
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Yup, I'm a member of Lars' forums as well 
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Professional Poster
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Joy Division - Dead Souls
Someone take these dreams away,
That point me to another day,
A duel of personalities,
That stretch all true realities.
That keep calling me,
They keep calling me,
Keep on calling me,
They keep calling me.
Where figures from the past stand tall,
And mocking voices ring the halls.
Imperialistic house of prayer,
Conquistadors who took their share.
That keep calling me,
They keep calling me,
Keep on calling me,
They keep calling me.
Calling me, calling me, calling me, calling me.
They keep calling me,
Keep on calling me,
They keep calling me,
They keep calling me.
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Mac Elite
Join Date: Apr 2000
Location: Denville, NJ.
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Dragula
-- Rob Zombie
dead I am the one
exterminating sun
slipping through the trees
strangling the breeze
dead I am the sky
watching angels cry
as they slowly turn
conquering the worm
dead I am the pool
spreading from the fool
weak and want you need
nowhere as you bleed
dead I am the rat
feast upon cat
tender is the fur
dying as you purr
dig through the ditches
burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my
dragula
dig through the ditches
burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my
dragula
do it baby, do it baby
burn like an animal
do it baby, do it baby
burn like an animal
dead I am the life
dig into the skin
knuckle crack the bone
21 to win
dead I am the dog
hound of hell you cry
devil on your back
I can never die
dig through the ditches
burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my
dragula
dig through the ditches
burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my
dragula
do it baby, do it baby
burn like an animal
do it baby, do it baby
burn like an animal
dig through the ditches
burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my
dragula
dig through the ditches
burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my
dragula
dig through the ditches
burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my
dragula
dig through the ditches
burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my
dragula
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