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« Reply #15 on: January 25, 2004 01:56 pm CST »
Quote from: "Pecker"
My favorite song right now.

3 Days Grace - I hate everything about you

everytime we lie awake
after every hit we take
every feeling that i get
but i haven't missed you yet
every room-mate kept awake
by every sigh and scream we make
all the feelings that i get
but i still don't miss you yet

only when i stop to think about it

i hate everything about you
why do i love you
i hate everything about you
why do i love you

everytime we lie awake
after every hit we take
every feeling that i get
but i haven't missed you yet

only when i stop to think about it

i hate everything about you
why do i love you
i hate everything about you
why do i love you

only when i stop to think about you,
i know
only when you stop to think about me,
do you know

i hate everything about you
why do i love you
you hate everything about me
why do you love me

i hate
you hate
i hate
you love me

i hate everything about you
why do i love you


Peckers' H8 finally comes out! :O:O:O
« Last Edit: December 31, 1969 06:00 pm CST by Razore »

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« Reply #16 on: January 25, 2004 02:00 pm CST »
its a damn good song too.. but gets annoying after awhile >_<
« Last Edit: December 31, 1969 06:00 pm CST by remote-control »

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« Reply #17 on: January 25, 2004 04:10 pm CST »
Pitchshifter - Microwaved

Systematic abuse on a daily basis.
You're a racist
You don't know why
Evidence of your intrusions, multiplied by my contusions.
You can't suture the future
Though you might try
Because we're cut, dried, microwaved, safe in the knowledge that we'll all
be saved.
You say there's no black in the union jack but you can't give me a single
reason why.
I say there's no common wealth in the commonwealth 'cause it's the color of your money matters since the day the country died.
And don't you read the papers?
Economics is gonna save us and "science never sleeps."
Cause science never sleeps...




Who played Twisted Metal 3?  You'll pick this song up right off the bat.
« Last Edit: December 31, 1969 06:00 pm CST by Darwin »



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« Reply #18 on: January 28, 2004 03:17 pm CST »
Gilbert and Sullivan - I Am The Very Model of a Modern Major-General
 


GENERAL:

I am the very model of a modern Major-General,
I've information vegetable, animal, and mineral,
I know the kings of England, and I quote the fights historical
From Marathon to Waterloo, in order categorical;
I'm very well acquainted, too, with matters mathematical,
I understand equations, both the simple and quadratical,
About binomial theorem I'm teeming with a lot o' news,
With many cheerful facts about the square of the hypotenuse.

ALL:
With many cheerful facts about the square of the hypotenuse.
With many cheerful facts about the square of the hypotenuse.
With many cheerful facts about the square of the hypotenuse.

GENERAL:
I'm very good at integral and differential calculus;
I know the scientific names of beings animalculous:
In short, in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral,
I am the very model of a modern Major-General.

ALL:
In short, in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral,
He is the very model of a modern Major-General.

GENERAL:
I know our mythic history, King Arthur's and Sir Caradoc's;
I answer hard acrostics, I've a pretty taste for paradox,
I quote in elegiacs all the crimes of Heliogabalus,
In conics I can floor peculiarities parabolous;

I can tell undoubted Raphaels from Gerard Dows and Zoffanies,
I know the croaking chorus from the Frogs of Aristophanes!
Then I can hum a fugue of which I've heard the music's din afore,
And whistle all the airs from that infernal nonsense Pinafore.

ALL:
And whistle all the airs from that infernal nonsense Pinafore.
And whistle all the airs from that infernal nonsense Pinafore.
And whistle all the airs from that infernal nonsense Pinafore.

GENERAL:
Then I can write a washing bill in Babylonic cuneiform,
And tell you ev'ry detail of Caractacus's uniform:
In short, in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral,
I am the very model of a modern Major-General.

ALL:
In short, in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral,
He is the very model of a modern Major-General.

GENERAL:
In fact, when I know what is meant by "mamelon" and "ravelin",
When I can tell at sight a Mauser rifle from a javelin,
When such affairs as sorties and surprises I'm more wary at,
And when I know precisely what is meant by "commissariat",
When I have learnt what progress has been made in modern gunnery,
When I know more of tactics than a novice in a nunnery--
In short, when I've a smattering of elemental strategy,
You'll say a better Major-General has never sat a gee.

 
ALL:
You'll say a better Major-General has never sat a gee.
You'll say a better Major-General has never sat a gee.
You'll say a better Major-General has never sat a gee.

GENERAL:
For my military knowledge, though I'm plucky and adventury,
Has only been brought down to the beginning of the century;
But still, in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral,
I am the very model of a modern Major-General.

ALL:
But still, in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral,
He is the very model of a modern Major-General.
« Last Edit: December 31, 1969 06:00 pm CST by xkenshinx »

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« Reply #19 on: January 28, 2004 03:46 pm CST »
Simon and Garfunkel - The Sound Of Silence


Hello darkness, my old friend,
I've come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence.

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
'Neat the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of
a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence.

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more.
People talking without speaking,
People hearing without listening,
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence.

"Fools" said I,"You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I might reach you."
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed
In the wells of silence

And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made.
And the sign flashed out its warning,
In the words that it was forming.
And the signs said, The words of the prophets
are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls.
And whispered in the sounds of silence.
« Last Edit: December 31, 1969 06:00 pm CST by Darwin »



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« Reply #20 on: January 28, 2004 03:52 pm CST »
Incubus - Megalomaniac



I hear you on the radio
You permeate my screen
Its' unkind, but if I met you in a scissor fight
I'd cut off both your wings on principle alone
On principle alone

Hey megalomaniac
You're no Jesus
Yeah, you're no forking Elvis
Wash Your hands clean (or Yourself)
Maniac
Step down
Step down

If I were your appendages
I'd hold open your eyes
So you would see
That all of us are heaven sent
There was never meant to be only one
To be only one

Hey megalomaniac
You're no Jesus
Yeah, you're no forking Elvis
Wash Your hands clean (or Yourself)
Maniac
Step down
Step down

Yeah
You're no Jesus
You're not Elvis
...
You're no answer

Hey megalomaniac
You're no Jesus
Yeah, you're no forking Elvis
Wash Your hands clean (or Yourself)
Maniac
Step down
Step down



According to Dictionary.com

Megalomaniac =

1.)A psychopathological condition characterized by delusional fantasies of wealth, power, or omnipotence.

2.)An obsession with grandiose or extravagant things or actions.
« Last Edit: December 31, 1969 06:00 pm CST by GE »
"Satisfaction Is The Death Of Desire"

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« Reply #21 on: January 28, 2004 04:02 pm CST »
Thanks for the english lesson =/ I wonder who the lyrics are meant for :P

Simon and Garfunkel - The Boxer Lyrics

I am just a poor boy though my story's seldom told
I have squandered my resistance for a pocketful of mumbles,
Such are promises, all lies and jest,
Still a man hears what he wants to hear
And disregards the rest, hmmmm

When I left my home and my family, I's no more than a boy
In the company of strangers
In the quiet of the railway station, runnin' scared, laying low,
Seeking out the poorer quarters, where the ragged people go,
Looking for the places only they would know.

Li la li...

Asking only workman's wages, I come lookin' for a job,
But I get no offers,
Just a come-on from the whores on 7th Avenue.
I do declare, there were times when I was so lonesome
I took some comfort there.

La la la...

(Instrumental bridge)

Li la li...

And I'm laying out my winter clothes and wishing I was gone,
goin' home
Where the New York City winters aren't bleedin' me, leadin' me,
goin' home.

In the clearing stands a boxer, and a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders of every glove that laid him down or cut him
'Til he cried out in his anger and his shame
I am leaving, I am leaving, but the fighter still remains.


Li la li...
« Last Edit: December 31, 1969 06:00 pm CST by xkenshinx »

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« Reply #22 on: January 28, 2004 07:39 pm CST »
50 Cent - Many Men

[Lloyd Banks]
Man we gotta go get something to eat man
I'm hungry as a motherforker

[50 Cent]
Ay yo man, damn what's taking homie so long son?

[Lloyd Banks]
50, calm down, here he come

[9 Shots]

[Banks and 50]
Ahh, ohh, what the fork!?

[50 Cent]
Ahh! son, pull up! pull up!

[Intro: 50 Cent - singing]
Many men, wish death upon me
Blood in my eye dawg and I can't see
I'm trying to be what I'm destined to be
And niggaz trying to take my life away
I put a hole in nigga for forking with me
My back on the wall, now you gon' see
Better watch how you talk, when you talk about me
Cause I'll come and take your life away

Many men, many, many, many, many men
Wish death 'pon me
Lord I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me

[Verse One]
Now these pussy niggaz putting money on my head
Go on and get your refund motherforker, I ain't dead
I'm the diamond in the dirt, that ain't been found
I'm the underground king and I ain't been crowned
When I rhyme, something special happen every time
I'm the greatest, something like Ali in his prime
I walk the block with the bundles
I've been knocked on the humble
Swing the ox when I rumble
Show your ass what my gun do
Got a temper nigga, go'head, lose your head
Turn your back on me, get clapped and lose your legs
I walk around gun on waist, chip on my shoulder
Till I bust a clip in your face, pussy, this beef ain't over

[Chorus - singing]
Many men, many, many, many, many men
Wish death 'pon me
Lord I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
Have mercy on my soul
Somewhere my heart turned cold
Have mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me

[Verse Two]
Some days wouldn't be special, if it wasn't for rain
Joy wouldn't feel so good, if it wasn't for pain
Death gotta be easy, 'cause life is hard
It'll leave you physically, mentally, and emotionally scarred
This if for my niggaz on the block, twisting trees and cigars
For the niggaz on lock, doing life behind bars
I don't see only god can judge me, 'cause I see things clear
Quick these crackers will give my black ass a hundred years
I'm like Paulie in Goodfellas, you can call me the Don
Like Malcolm by any means, with my gun in my palm
Slim switched sides on me, let niggaz ride on me
I thought we was cool, why you want me to die homie?

[Chorus]

[Verse Three]
Every night I talk to god, but he don't say nothing back
I know he protecting me, but I still stay with my gat
In my nightmares, niggaz keep pulling techs on me
Psych says some unsavory woman dumb, put a hex on me
The feds didn't know much, when Pac got shot
I got a kite from the pens that told me, Tuck got knocked
I ain't gonna spell it out for you motherforkers all the time
Are you illiterate nigga? You can't read between the lines
In the bible it says, what goes around, comes around
Almost shot me, three weeks later he got shot down
Now it's clear that I'm here, for a real reason
'Cause he got hit like I got hit, but he ain't forking breathing

[Chorus]
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« Reply #23 on: January 29, 2004 03:06 pm CST »
Keisha Chant - Unpredictable

[INTRO]
Everything I do is for you,
Your unpredictable but I still love you

[VERSE 1]
Why you trippin, You were cool yesterday
Is there, something I can say to bring your smile back my way?
I'd say Im sorry if I knew what I did wrong
But I still carry on cause my feelings are so strong

What else can I do? (What can I do?)
Do for you to prove (to prove)
Prove that this is true
I need to know cause...

[Chorus]
Everytime I think were all right,
Why you gotta go and change your mind baby?
Everything I do is for you,
Your unpredictable but I still love you baby

[Verse 2]
It's so confusing, things always seemed okay
When we couldnt stay away
From each other for a day
One minute you could make me feel so good
Doing everything you could
But today I wish you would

Why you gotta be? (Why you gotta be?)
Buggin out on me? (On me)
Wont you tell me please?
I need to know cause...

[Chorus]
Everytime I think were all right
Why you gotta go and change your mind baby
Everything I do is for you
Your unpredictable but I still love you baby

Thought I knew (I thought I knew)
Im so confused (I'm so confused)
Whats goin on (whats been going on?)
Where did we go wrong (where did we go wrong baby!)

[Chorus]
Everytime I think were all right
(Everytime I think were all right baby)
Why you gotta go and change your mind baby
(Why you gotta go and change your mind)
Everything I do is for you
(Everything I do)
Your unpredictable but I still love you baby
(I still love you)

Everytime I think were all right
(Everytime I think were all right baby)
Why you gotta go and change your mind baby
(Change your mind)
Everything I do is for you
(For you, For you)
Your unpredictable but I still love you baby
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« Reply #24 on: January 31, 2004 09:37 pm CST »
Neil Young- Old man

Old man look at my life,
Im a lot like you were.
Old man look at my life,
Im a lot like you were.

Old man look at my life,
Twenty four and theres so much more
Live alone in a paradise
That makes me think of two.

Love lost, such a cost,
Give me things that dont get lost.
Like a coin that wont get tossed
Rolling home to you.

Old man take a look at my life Im a lot like you
I need someone to love me the whole day through
Ah, one look in my eyes and you can tell thats true.

Lullabies, look in your eyes,
Run around the same old town.
Doesnt mean that much to me
To mean that much to you.

Ive been first and last
Look at how the time goes past.
But Im all alone at last.
Rolling home to you.

Old man take a look at my life Im a lot like you
I need someone to love me the whole day through
Ah, one look in my eyes and you can tell thats true.

Old man look at my life,
Im a lot like you were.
Old man look at my life,
Im a lot like you were.
« Last Edit: December 31, 1969 06:00 pm CST by Newbie »

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« Reply #25 on: February 1, 2004 04:26 pm CST »
Pixies - Where Is My Mind?


Ooooooh - stop

With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Your head will collapse
But there's nothing in it
And you'll ask yourself

Where is my mind?

Way out in the water
See it swimmin'

I was swimmin' in the Carribean
Animals were hiding behind the rock
Except the little fish
But they told me, he swears
Tryin' to talk to me to me to me

Where is my mind?

Way out in the water
See it swimmin' ?

With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Your head will collapse
If there's nothing in it
And you'll ask yourself

Where is my mind?

Ooooh
With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
Ooooh
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Ooooh
Ooooh





Who saw Fight Club?
« Last Edit: December 31, 1969 06:00 pm CST by Darwin »



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« Reply #26 on: February 3, 2004 10:29 pm CST »
Ive seen most of it

Linkin Park Faint

I am
a little bit of loneliness
a little bit of disregard
Handful of complaints
but I can't help the fact
that everyone can see these scars

I am
what I want you to want
what I want you to feel
But it's like no matter what I do,
I can't convince you,
to just believe this is real

So I let go, watching you,
turn your back like you always do
Face away and pretend that I'm not
But I'll be here 'cause you're all that I've got

I can't feel the way I did before
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
Time won't change this damage anymore
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored

I am
a little bit insecure
a little unconfident
Cause you don't understand
I do what I can
but sometimes I don't make sense

I am what you never wanna say
but I've never had a doubt
It's like no matter what I do
I can't convince you
for once just to hear me out

So I let go watching you
turn your back like you always do
Face away and pretend that I'm not
But I'll be here 'cause you?re all that I've got

I can't feel the way I did before
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
Time won't change this damage anymore
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored

Now
Hear me out now
You're gonna listen to me,
like it or not
Right now
Hear me out now
You're gonna listen to me,
like it or not
Right now

I can't feel the way I did before
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored

I can't feel the way I did before
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
Time won't change this damage anymore
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored

I can't feel the way I did before
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
Time won't change this damage anymore
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
« Last Edit: December 31, 1969 06:00 pm CST by xkenshinx »

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« Reply #27 on: February 5, 2004 12:54 am CST »
Disturbed - Fear

Reject
Are you no one
Feel you nothing
You know I'll bet you think
You have a good reason to be living
In the limelight of the fortunate ones
you're too weakened by the poison
That they feed you in the living lie
They don't believe you
Call to no one
Trust in nothing
Little impotent one

I don't want to be innocent, you know
I don't want to let them hypnotize me

Punk ass, are you listening
Can you hear me or are you deaf and dumb to my language
Do the real words seem to hurt you
Well put em' up motherforker
You'll feel it
When I stamp it on your forehead
So you will never forget
That you're a reject
And you're no one
And you're nothing
Little impotent one

Fear awaken
Go with it now
And let it overcome you
Fear awaken
Your mind is racing

I don't understand why you don't like me
Why don't you like me?
Am I so diffrent from you
Now does it scare you that I'm able to discern
What to love and what to burn
I'll add your fuel to the fire now
Stand back, brother take your hand back
Leave it and I might crack
More than a smile or two you see
Don't judge what you don't understand
You can't deny what has been given to me
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« Reply #28 on: February 5, 2004 01:59 am CST »
Billy Talent - Try Honesty
 
I tripped
Fell down again
I scratched my knees
They bled
Sew up my eyes
Knead no more
In our game there is no score

Forgive me father
Why should ya bother?
Try honesty
Try honesty...
Hop in your dumb truck
Leave us for good luck
Ride over me
Ride over me...


Insane assult
So sly
Your well of lies ran dry
I pulled the cord
Free fall
So high I seem so small


Forgive me father
Why should ya bother?
Try honesty
Try honesty...
Hop in your dumb truck
Leave us for good luck
Ride over me
Ride over me...
I took on the whole world
The boys and young girls
Die tragedy
Die Tragedy...
Call me a cheap-skate
C'mon for pete sake
Cry agony
Cry agony..

Insane assult (sly)
Insane assult (sly)

Forgive me father
Why should ya bother now?
Forgive me father
Why should ya bother now?


Forgive me father
Why should ya bother?
Try honesty
Try honesty
Hop in your dumb truck
Leave us for good luck
Ride over me
Ride over me
I took on the whole world
The boys and young girls
Die tragedy
Die Tragedy
Call me a cheap-skate
C'mon for pete sake
Cry agony
Cry agony...

Cry agony
Cry agony...

Cry agony
Cry agony...


Cry agony
Cry agony...
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« Reply #29 on: February 5, 2004 03:19 am CST »
Crazy, but thats how it goes
Millions of people living as foes
Maybe its not to late
To learn how to love
And forget how to hate

Mental wounds not healing
Lifes a bitter shame
Im going off the rails on a crazy train

Ive listened to preachers
Ive listened to fools
Ive watched all the dropouts
Who make their own rules
One person conditioned to rule and control
The media sells it and you live the role

Mental wounds still screaming
Driving me insane
Im going off the rails on a crazy train

I know that things are going wrong for me
You gotta listen to my words
Yeah

Heirs of a cold war
Thats what weve become
Inheriting troubles Im mentally numb
Crazy, I just cannot bear
Im living with something that just isnt fair

Mental wounds not healing
Who and whats to blame
Im going off the rails on a crazy train
« Last Edit: December 31, 1969 06:00 pm CST by Pecker »