What song lyric do you like most?

[The Yosemite Bear]

I see a red door and I want it painted black...

That's about a guy whose Girl Friend has just died and he's contemplating Scuicide....

Red door, mean the door to a brothel, or the door to a house where a couple "lives in sin". To paint a door black means that the house is in mourning.

later on.
"If I look hard enough into my setting sun, my love will laugh with me before the morning comes."
shows clearly that he is thinking of his end.

[Kreshna Aryaguna Nurzaman]

Here's another lyric of a song which have been all-time favorite between me and Inge.

Actually, we usually play that song during foreplay Our lovemaking song.



iio - Rapture



La
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
La
La la la la la la
La la la la la la

The night I laid my eyes on you
I felt everything around me move
Got nervous when you looked my way
But you knew all the words to say

And your love slowly moved right in
All this time, oh my love, where you been

Mi amore
Don't you know
My love I want you so
Sugar
You make my soul complete
Rapture tastes so sweet

I'm mesmerised in every way
You keep me in a state of daze
Your kisses make my skin feel weak
Always suffering in your heat

Lift our souls like a bird in the wind
Oh I glide like I'm flying through heaven

Mi amore
Don't you know
My love I want you so
Sugar
You make my soul complete
Rapture tastes so sweet

Mi amore
Don't you know
My love I want you so
Sugar
You make my soul complete
Rapture tastes so sweet

La
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
La
La la la la la la
La la la la la la

Mi amore
Don't you know
My love I want you so
Sugar
You make my soul complete
Rapture tastes so sweet

Mi amore
Don't you know
My love I want you so
Sugar
You make my soul complete
Rapture tastes so sweet

La
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
La
La la la la la la
La la la la la la

(La la la la la la)
(La la la la la la)

[Lord Pounder]

That "Song" is the biggest load of shite Kreshna. You've been blathering on about it for a few day now, we get the message that you like it. Any song that has a verse full of lala's is struggelling from the start. DANCE MUSIC SUCKS.

[Kreshna Aryaguna Nurzaman]

That "Song" is the biggest load of shite Kreshna. You've been blathering on about it for a few day now, we get the message that you like it. Any song that has a verse full of lala's is struggelling from the start. DANCE MUSIC SUCKS.

Of course it IS a dance song, and of course I **LIKE** it. After all, Inge and I are both ravers.

But just because it start with 'lala', it doesn't mean it sounds like craps from Vengaboys or (yeeecchhh!!!!) Aqua. No sirre. Even I agree that SOME dance music sucks.

If you've never heard Rapture, try imagine songs from Madison Avenue like Don't Call Me Baby or I'm Horny. Or maybe Sophie Ellis Bextor's like Groovejet or Murder on the Dance Floor.

Actually the closest one is Kosheen's Hide U (not in lyrics, but in vocals and music).

Of course, during our romantic sessions, we prefer the Soulside Mix version of Rapture. The 'slow' one.

Oh, ok, just tell us where do you live and what radio station you usually hear. Maybe I'll send you some dance music soon...

:casts Imperius spell from Harry Potter to control Darth Pounder, making him dance and jive like maniac. Trance music plays in the background:

MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

[Faram]

OH I forgot:

Yow! Yow! Yow!
Umph, ca, umph, umph
Please allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
I've been around for a long, long year
Stole many a man's soul and fateAnd I was 'round when Jesus Christ
Had his moment of doubt and pain
Made damn sure that Pilate
Washed his hands and sealed his fate

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game

Stuck around St. Petersberg
When I saw it was a time for a change
Killed the Czar and his ministers
Anastasia screamed in vainI rode a tank
In a general's rank
When the Blitzkrieg raged
And the bodies stank

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
What's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah

I watched the gleam [Who, Who]
While you kings and queens
Fought for ten decades
For the Goth they madeI shouted out
"Who killed the Kennedys?"
When after all
It was you and me

Let me please introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
And I laid tracks for troubadors
Who get killed before they reached Bombay

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, babyMa, oo
Oooa

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
But what's confusing you
Is just the nature of my game

Just as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners Saints
As I end this tale
Just call me Lucifer
'Cause I'm in need of some restraint

So if you meet me
Have some courtesy
Have some sympathy, and some taste
Use all your well learned qualities
Or I'll lay your soul to waste, um yeah

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, um yeah
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, um baby, get down

Woo, who
Oh yeah, get on down
Oh yeah
Oh yeah!

Tell me baby, what's my name
Tell me honey, baby guess my name
Tell me baby, what's my name
I tell you one time, your to blame

Ooo, who
Ooo, who
Ooo, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Oh, yeah

hat's me name
Tell me, baby, what's my name
Tell me, sweetie, what's my name

Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Oh, yeah

[Slartibartfast]

Right now the lyrics from "Don't call me beaner" from Molotov.

[Dalton]

Faram, that song rules!

[theski]

One of my all time favs, a little sad but great Natalie Merchant

Beloved Wife
You were the love
for certain of my life
you were simply my beloved wife
I don't know for certain
how I'll live my life
now alone without my beloved wife
my beloved wife

I can't believe
I've lost the very best of me

you were the love
for certain of my life
you were simply my beloved wife
I don't know for certain
how I'll live my life
now alone without my beloved wife
my beloved wife

I can't believe
I've lost the very best of me

you were the love
for certain of my life
for 50 years simply my beloved wife
with another love I'll never lye again
it's you I can't deny
it's you I can't defy
a depth so deep
into my grief
without my beloved soul
I renounce my life
as my right
now alone without my beloved wife
my beloved wife

my beloved wife
my love is gone she suffered long
in hours of pain
my love is gone
now my suffering begins
my love is gone
would it be wrong if I should
surrender all the joy in my life
go with her tonight?

my love is gone she suffered long
in hours of pain
my love is gone
would it be wrong if I should
just turn my face away from the light
go with her tonight?

[Einhander Sn0m4n]

Well, I built me a raft and she's ready for floatin'
Ol' Mississippi, she's callin' my name
Catfish are jumpin'
That paddle wheel thumpin'
Black water keeps rollin' on past just the same

Old black water, keep on rollin'
Mississippi moon, won't you keep on shinin' on me
Old black water, keep on rollin'
Mississippi moon, won't you keep on shinin' on me
Old black water, keep on rollin'
Mississippi moon, won't you keep on shinin' on me
Yeah, keep on shinin' your light
Gonna make everything, pretty mama
Gonna make everything all right
And I ain't got no worries
'Cause I ain't in no hurry at all

Well, if it rains, I don't care
Don't make no difference to me
Just take that street car thats goin' up town
Yeah, I'd like to hear some funky Dixieland
And dance a honky tonk
And I'll be buyin' ev'rybody drinks all 'roun'

Old black water, keep on rollin'
Mississippi moon, won't you keep on shinin' on me
Old black water, keep on rollin'
Mississippi moon, won't you keep on shinin' on me
Old black water, keep on rollin'
Mississippi moon, won't you keep on shinin' on me
Yeah, keep on shinin' your light
Gonna make everything, pretty mama
Gonna make everything all right
And I ain't got no worries
'Cause I ain't in no hurry at all

I'd like to hear some funky Dixieland
Pretty mama come and take me by the hand
By the hand, take me by the hand pretty mama
Come and dance with your daddy all night long
I want to honky tonk, honky tonk, honky tonk
With you all night long

Just what I'm feelin.. nice and laid back on this nice sunny day in Dixieland!

[Lord Pounder]

That "Song" is the biggest load of shite Kreshna. You've been blathering on about it for a few day now, we get the message that you like it. Any song that has a verse full of lala's is struggelling from the start. DANCE MUSIC SUCKS.

Of course it IS a dance song, and of course I **LIKE** it. After all, Inge and I are both ravers.

But just because it start with 'lala', it doesn't mean it sounds like craps from Vengaboys or (yeeecchhh!!!!) Aqua. No sirre. Even I agree that SOME dance music sucks.

If you've never heard Rapture, try imagine songs from Madison Avenue like Don't Call Me Baby or I'm Horny. Or maybe Sophie Ellis Bextor's like Groovejet or Murder on the Dance Floor.

Actually the closest one is Kosheen's Hide U (not in lyrics, but in vocals and music).

Of course, during our romantic sessions, we prefer the Soulside Mix version of Rapture. The 'slow' one.

Oh, ok, just tell us where do you live and what radio station you usually hear. Maybe I'll send you some dance music soon...

:casts Imperius spell from Harry Potter to control Darth Pounder, making him dance and jive like maniac. Trance music plays in the background:

MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

I have heard Iio, All through last summer, and I still fucking hate it. Kosheen are OK, mainly because i want to pork the singer but partly because they are dark. To be honest, and this is not a personal attack, I can't stand wee teeny bopers who listen to shitty dance music like Iio and Scooter. Maybe i'm getting old but the music I listen to has something in the lyrics. Not some druged up slapper singing something that sounds just like the last track and is only good for clubs full of drunk or druged assholes.

[salm]

right now i´m in the mood for:

GUTTERMOUTH

"Good Friday"

thank you for the easter bunny
sitting at my door
it wasn't made of chocolate
but it shit right on my floor
and thank you god for x-mas trees
return the gifts for money
thank you for my paycheck
now heres your 10%
i'd love to give you more
but i bareley make my rent
thank you lord for turning
fruity grapes right into wine
it sure does make it easy
to out my pick up line
once there was no t.p.
inside my hotel room
the bible had 10,000 pages
i only used a few
sunday school such a joy
forced to fondle reverend roy
good friday

[Peregrin Toker]

Here is one of my absolute favourites, A Tale From The Deep Woods by Bal-Sagoth:

The ravens are on the wing!

My scramasax is red (stained with the blood of many Mercian warriors),
The ravens are on the wing,
By Offa's decree I am an outlaw,
Branded wolfshead by my own king.
(The orm-garth awaits me, darkly astir with ophidian malice...)

The ravens are on the wing!

Ash for our spear-hafts,
Yew for our bow-staves,
Oak for our deck planks,
Oak and elder our shields.

Hail, o' great liege of the ancient woods, ruler of the deepest forest... you, who were
reigning o'er your time-veiled kingdom centuries before the arrogant men who proclaim
themselves kings of this island ever supped of life's bitter-sweet draught...

I give you my hail,
I give you my blood,
I give you my life,
O' sylvan liege.

My life bleeds forth unto the earth (from many deep and dire wounds),
To slake your roots, great old king... (as I rest my battle-ravaged body against thee.)

The ravens are on the wing!

Ten leagues ride on lathered steed,
Gold in hand to a sword-for-hire,
A blood-eagle carved by Saxon steel,
And two score slain earns royal ire.

My life bleeds forth unto the earth (from many deep and dire wounds),
To slake your roots, great old king... (as I rest my battle-ravaged body against thee.)

My life bleeds forth unto the earth (from many deep and dire wounds),
To slake your roots, great old king... (as I rest my battle-ravaged body against thee.)

Gwynned lies two days westwards,
Still further south, the weregeld calls.
Mayhap with All-Father Wodan's favour,
My deeds may yet inspire the skalds.

Gwynned lies two days westwards,
Still further south, the weregeld calls.
Mayhap with All-Father Wodan's favour,
My deeds may yet inspire the skalds.

Litha's moon gleams high o'er the tallest oak,
Ancient king in this sylvan court of elm, ash and yew,
The wood-spirits watch from gnarled bough and bole,
As I pull two Mercian shafts from my bloodied thews.

The ravens are on the wing!

I give you my hail,
I give you my blood,
I give you my life,
O' sylvan liege.

Beneath the oak, I rest, bone weary,
Thirsting for a horn of ale or jug of mead,
And yet how could a heathen man wish for any more,
Than the healing balms of English trees?

The ravens are on the wing!

[Alex Moon]

"Sweet Baby James"
James Taylor

There is a young cowboy he lives on the range
His horse and his cattle are his only companions
He works in the saddle and he sleeps in the canyons
Waiting for Summer, his pastures to change

And as the moon rises he sits by his fire
Thinking about women and glasses of beer
And closing his eyes as the doggies retire
He sings out a song which is soft but it's clear
As if maybe someone could hear

(Chorus)
Goodnight you moonlight ladies
Rockabye sweet baby James
Deep greens and blues are the colors I choose
Won't you let me go down in my dreams
And rockabye sweet baby James

Now the first of December was covered with snow
And so was the turnpike from Stockbridge to Boston
Lord, the Berkshires seemed dream-like on account of that frosting
With ten miles behind me and ten thousand more to go

There's a song that they sing when they take to the highway
A song that they sing when they take to the sea
A song that they sing of their home in the sky
Maybe you can believe it if it helps you to sleep
But singing works just fine for me

- Chorus -

[haas mark]

Because it reminds me of myself.. Stormbringer and Kelly (for two) can attest to the fact that it pretty much describes me to a T.



When you feel all alone
And the world has turned its back on you
Give me a moment please to tame your wild wild heart
I know you feel like the walls are closing in on you
It's hard to find relief and people can be so cold
When darkness is upon your door and you feel like you can't take anymore

Let me be the one you call
If you jump I'll break your fall
Lift you up and fly away with you into the night
If you need to fall apart
I can mend a broken heart
If you need to crash then crash and burn
You're not alone

When you feel all alone
And a loyal friend is hard to find
You're caught in a one way street
With the monsters in your head
When hopes and dreams are far away and
You feel like you can't face the day

Let me be the one you call
If you jump I'll break your fall
Lift you up and fly away with you into the night
If you need to fall apart
I can mend a broken heart
If you need to crash then crash and burn
You're not alone

And there has always been heartache and pain
And when it's over you'll breathe again
You'll breath again

When you feel all alone
And the world has turned its back on you
Give me a moment please
To tame your wild wild heart

Let me be the one you call
If you jump I'll break your fall
Lift you up and fly away with you into the night
If you need to fall apart
I can mend a broken heart
If you need to crash then crash and burn
You're not alone

~Savage Garden | Crash and Burn~

[Frank_Scenario]

Presently, I'd have to go with a favorite by the British group XTC. The song is "Seagulls Screaming, Kiss Her Kiss Her."

It's raining on the beach
She inches close but out of reach
The waves look painted on
Seagulls screaming

The sea is warship grey
It whispers "Fool!" then slides away
Black coastline slumbers on
Seagulls screaming kiss her, kiss her

And all the flags that flap on the pier
Spell why on earth do you want
The fog hides much but one thing is clear
She's nearer

Dead deck chairs under shrouds
And life belts gape like minstrel mouths
Her hair still smells of salt
Seagulls screaming kiss her, kiss her
Kiss her, kiss her, kiss her, kiss her
He who hesitates is lost

If you want her, you should tell her
Take her by the hand
If you wait, November wins her
She returns to sand

(If you hesitate
November will win her
So get ahold of the girl)

I say I like your coat
Her thank-you tugs my heart afloat
I nearly didn't hear for
Seagulls screaming kiss her, kiss her

He who hesitates is lost

And another, entitled "The Man Who Sailed Around His Soul."

The man who sailed around his soul
From East to West, from pole to pole
With ego as his drunken captain
Greed, the mutineer, had trapped all reason in the hold

The man who walked across his heart
Who took no compass, guide or chart
To rope and tar his blood congealed
When he found his self revealed ugly and cold

And the sirens that sing
By your nose with its ring
They'll drag you in
For your sins

Now he sits all alone
And it's no place like home
It's empty skin
A bag to keep life's souvenirs in
The man who sailed around his soul
The man who sailed around his soul

The man who sailed around his soul
Came back again to find a hole
Where once he thought compassion and the truth
Had laid to warm his freezing carcass on return

The man who walked across his heart
Was doomed to journey from the start
Of every love affair he'd broken
All the lies he'd ever spoken
Tattooed on his arm
And the jellyfish stings
Even angels with wings
Who look too deep
And dare to peep

Now he sits all alone
Knowing flesh blood and bone
Is everything
He found the treasure he'd been seeking
The man who sailed around his soul

[Lord Pounder]

A song that reminds me of every relationship i've had

The Cranberries - Promises

You better believe I'm coming
You better believe what I say
You better hold on to your promises
Because you bet you'll get what you deserve
She's going to leave him over
She's gonna take her love away
So much for you eternal vows, well
It does not matter anyway

Why can't you stay here a while
Stay here a while
Stay with me

Oh, all the promises we made
All the meaningless and empty words
I prayed, prayed, prayed
Oh, all the promises we broke
All the meaningless and empty words
I spoke, spoke, spoke
Do-do-do, do-do-do, do-do-do, do-do-do

What of all the thing that you taught me
What of all the things that you'd say
What of all the prophetic preaching
You're just throwing it all away
Maybe we should burn the house down
Have ourselves another fight
Leave the cobwebs in the closet
Cos tearing them out is just not right

Why can't you stay here awhile
Stay here awhile
Stay with me Oh Oh

Oh, all the promises we made
All the meaningless and empty words
I prayed, prayed, prayed
Oh, all the promises we broke
All the meaningless and empty words
I spoke, spoke, spoke

Oh, all the promises we made
All the meaningless and empty words
I prayed, prayed, prayed
Oh, all the promises we broke
All the meaningless and empty words
I spoke, spoke, spoke

Oh eh oh eh oh eh oh eh Oh Eh
Oh eh oh eh oh eh oh eh Oh Eh
Oh eh oh eh oh eh oh eh Oh Eh

Do-do-do, do-do-do, do-do-do, do-do-do
Do-do-do, do-do-do, do-do-do, do-do-do

[Zaia]

"That Lonesome Road" by James Taylor

Walk down that lonesome road
All by yourself
Don't turn your head
Back over your shoulder
And only stop
To rest yourself
When the silver moon
Is shining high above the trees

If I had stopped to listen
Once or twice
If I had closed my mouth
And opened my eyes

If I had cooled my head
And warmed my heart
I'd not be on this road tonight

Carry on
Never mind feeling sorry for yourself
It doesn't save you from your troubled mind

Walk down that lonesome road
All by yourself
Don't turn your head
Back over your shoulder
And only stop
To rest yourself
When the silver moon
Is shining high above the trees




This is the song I listen to when I feel completely alone...


"Oh Life" by Alan Parsons

Waves roll out
Out to sea
Tasting the saltwater
Tears upon her cheek

Morning breaks
She's not there
Who could ever find her?
Who would even care?

No one heard
No one came
No angel of mercy
Appears to know her name

Where is hope
When words fail
All the colours running
Inside when life turns pale

In the dock the boats are harboured
Where the water's cold and still
'Oh life,' she cries, 'I've lost the will'

From the bridge she sees a lifetime
Being washed upon the shore
'Oh life,' she cries
'There must be more...'

Tides roll in
Waters rise
Any chance of reason
Only clouds her eyes

Arms of grace
She won't feel
All the wounds inside her
That time can never heal

The city lights shine seaward
Swirling in a trance
Her eyes upon the water
Alone in her last dance

From the docks the boats are leaving
As she cries into the dawn
'Oh life, I'm barely holding on'

And she sees her future falling
Til it finds the ocean floor
'Oh life,' she cries
'There must be more'

There must be more

And with the early light
She'll sail into the clear
The winds are all behind her
The hour's almost here

From the bridge she hears the voices
Turn into a roar
'Oh life,' she cries
'There must be more'

On the dock her soul is sinking
But her spirit longs to soar
'Oh life,' she cries
'There must be more'

There must be more
There must be more
Oh life I'm barely holding on

There must be more
There must be more
Oh life there must be something more




And, my favourite 'I'm in love' line:

"Oh you set up your place in my thoughts, moved in and made my thinking crowded" from "Mystery" by the Indigo Girls. Le sigh. *swoon*

[Faram]

Okay a cookie to the one that knows what this is:

And don't use google and stuff

Freude, Schöner Götterfunken,
Tochter aus Elysium,
Wir betreten feuer-trunken,
Himmlische, dein Heiligtum!

Deine Zauber binden wieder,
Was die Mode streng geteilt;
Alle Menschen werden Brüder,
Wo dein sanfter Flügel weilt.

Wem der grosse Wurf gelungen,
Eines Freundes Freund zu sein,
Wer ein holdes Weib errungen,
Mische seinen Jubel ein!

Ja, wer auch nur eine Seele
Sein nennt auf dem Erdenrund!
Und wer's nie gekonnt, der stehle
Weinend sich aus diesem Bund!

Freude trinken alle Wesen
An den Brüsten der Natur;
Alle Guten, alle Bösen
Folgen ihrer Rosenspur.

Küsse gab sie uns und Reben,
Einen Freund, geprüft im Tod;
Wollust ward dem Wurm gegeben,
Und der Cherub steht vor Gott.

Froh, wie seine Sonnen fliegen
Durch des Himmels Prächt'gen Plan,
Laufet, Brüder, eure Bahn,
Freudig, wie ein Held zum Siegen.

Freude, schöner Götterfunken,
Tochter aus Elysium,
Wir betreten feuer-trunken,
Himmlische, dein Heiligtum!

Deine Zauber binden wieder,
Was die Mode streng geteilt;
Alle Menschen werden Brüder,
Wo dein sanfter Flügel weilt.

Seid umschlungen, Millionen!
Diesen Kuss der ganzen Welt!
Brüder über'm Sternenzelt
Muss ein lieber Vater wohnen.

Ihr stürzt nieder, Millionen?
Ahnest du den Schöpfer, Welt?
Such'ihn über'm Sternenzelt!
Über Sternen muss er wohnen.

[RogueIce]

I feel this thread is discriminatory to those of us who do not listen to lyrical music, and don't particulary care for the vast majority of it (not ALL, but most of it).

That being said, I heard this one Aliyah (sp-the one who died, don't remember how to spell her name) song, that's about a former friend and lover drifting apart, with what sounds like birds chirping in the background. I have NO CLUE what it is called, but I'd like to know. It pretty much fits my entire life, particulary on the love aspect.

[Kreshna Aryaguna Nurzaman]

I feel this thread is discriminatory to those of us who do not listen to lyrical music, and don't particulary care for the vast majority of it (not ALL, but most of it).

Don't worry, even weird digital hardcore tunes like Chemical Brothers' may have lyrics.... even only a little.

Here's a lyric from Chemical Brothers - Block Rockin' Beats


Back with another one of those block rockin' beats

Well, that's all, and they keep repeating it over and over. Actually I like non-lyrical music also, like Played-A-Live from Safri Duo.

[Kreshna Aryaguna Nurzaman]

I have heard Iio, All through last summer, and I still fucking hate it. Kosheen are OK, mainly because i want to pork the singer but partly because they are dark.

Do you like Catch? That one's also a Kosheen's nice tune.

To be honest, and this is not a personal attack,

None taken Lighten up, buddy!

I can't stand wee teeny bopers who listen to shitty dance music like Iio and Scooter.

Bopers? Yes. Teeny? Doesn't have to. Well, Inge is 25, I'm 27. And we're STILL ravers. What should I say..... Arief, one of my friend from Arab, is still raver despite the fact that he's 32 year-old. Maybe when I hit fourty I'll consider career as a DJ...

One of my favorite club in Jakarta (Indonesia) is Retro. Oddly, most local (Indonesian people) are around 20s to 30s, while people from other countries (mostly white) are mostly around fourty.

The bad thing is THEY DANCE BETTER THAN US!!!!. What a shame. Once we had a friend named Norman (he's from England). He's already 42, yet Inge and I had to catch our breath after some hours, but he kept dancing and dancing until morning! Now THAT's what we call raver...

Here's another case, my friend who studied in USA knew some 30-40 year old people who are still skaters. Hehehe...

Maybe i'm getting old but the music I listen to has something in the lyrics. Not some druged up slapper singing something that sounds just like the last track and is only good for clubs full of drunk or druged assholes.

Actually, some dance music could have nice lyric, IMHO. Take a look at Ultra Nate's Free at my first post.

[off-topic]
Now, speaking about drug, I think most of raver's drug is okay. Sure OD may kill you, but the risk of addiction is much lower than say, heroine or coke.
[/off-topic]

[Kreshna Aryaguna Nurzaman]

A song that reminds me of every relationship i've had

The Cranberries - Promises

You better believe I'm coming
You better believe what I say
You better hold on to your promises
Because you bet you'll get what you deserve
She's going to leave him over
She's gonna take her love away
So much for you eternal vows, well
It does not matter anyway

Why can't you stay here a while
Stay here a while
Stay with me

Oh, all the promises we made
All the meaningless and empty words
I prayed, prayed, prayed
Oh, all the promises we broke
All the meaningless and empty words
I spoke, spoke, spoke
Do-do-do, do-do-do, do-do-do, do-do-do

What of all the thing that you taught me
What of all the things that you'd say
What of all the prophetic preaching
You're just throwing it all away
Maybe we should burn the house down
Have ourselves another fight
Leave the cobwebs in the closet
Cos tearing them out is just not right

Why can't you stay here awhile
Stay here awhile
Stay with me Oh Oh

Oh, all the promises we made
All the meaningless and empty words
I prayed, prayed, prayed
Oh, all the promises we broke
All the meaningless and empty words
I spoke, spoke, spoke

Oh, all the promises we made
All the meaningless and empty words
I prayed, prayed, prayed
Oh, all the promises we broke
All the meaningless and empty words
I spoke, spoke, spoke

Oh eh oh eh oh eh oh eh Oh Eh
Oh eh oh eh oh eh oh eh Oh Eh
Oh eh oh eh oh eh oh eh Oh Eh

Do-do-do, do-do-do, do-do-do, do-do-do
Do-do-do, do-do-do, do-do-do, do-do-do

I knew how it feel. In fact, it was *every* relationship I had before met Inge....

[InnerBrat]

After six months of living with him, she thinks:
"I gotta get myself an interest."
Trying to get over what's gone before
But no one told her you never get over,
You just learn to live with it.

She got no bow and arrow, army pants and pigtails
She ain't got to be no one's dolly and at nobody's whim
She got her shoes, her blues, her big red heart
She walks to the door and she says:

"I'm going now,
Goodbye babe, I won't miss you
It was a long road, but it's a fine time
To get myself a little respect

I said I'm going now,
Goodbye babe, I won't miss you"

He always thought that if she lost the plot,
She couldn't get back up and find herself a new way
Ha what a hypocrite he turned out to be,
And now he's watching 24 hour shopping TV

'Casue she refused to lose, to bruise,
Boo hoo, you fool, you misconstrued her!
She walks to the door, and she knows she'll never look back,
Never look back, she says:

"I'm going now,
Goodbye babe, I won't miss you
It was a long road, but it's a fine time
To get myself a little respect

I said I'm going now,
Goodbye babe, I won't miss you"

She didn't crumble,
And now he's feeling kinda sore.
He was a fool to think he was her backbone,

"I said I'm going now,
Goodbye babe, I won't miss you
It was a long road, but it's a fine time
To get myself a little respect

I won't miss you!"

edited for yeahyeahyeahs and mmmms.

[Keevan_Colton]

This one also has a special place for me.

Full moon light is calling me
My kigndom lies within
The mystic soul and lions heart
Brought by the talisman
The ecstasy of battle takes me
Where the falcons fly
Immortal youth was granted me
I will never die

Born of Black wind fire and steel
Born of Black wind fire and steel
Born to teach them all to heel
Born of Black wind fire and steel

Pounded by the hammers
Of the giants of the world
I can see in darkness
I'm the overlord
Single combat I await
My shadow brings them fear
The spikes upon my chariot
Will grind them when they're near

Born of Black wind fire and steel
Born of Black wind fire and steel
Born to teach them all to heel
Born of Black wind fire and steel

I am an outcast on the path of no return
Punisher and swordsman
I was born to burn
Black Wind always follows
Where my black horse rides
Fire's in my soul
Steel is on my side

Born of Black wind fire and steel
Born of Black wind fire and steel
Born to teach them all to heel
Born of Black wind fire and steel

[aphexmonster]

Weezer - accrost the sea

you are eighteen year old girl
who live in small city in japan
you heard me on the radio
about one year ago
and you wanted to know all about me
and my hobbies
my favorite food and my birthday

why are you so far away from me?
i need help and you're way across the sea
i could never touch you
i think it would be wrong
i've got your letter
you've got my song

they don't make stationery like this where i'm from
so fragile
so defined
so i sniff (so i sniff)
and i lick (and i lick)
your envelopes
fall to little pieces every time

i wonder what clothes you wear to school
i wonder how you decorate your room
i wonder how you touch yourself
and curse myself for being across the sea

why are you so far away from me?
i need help and you're way across the sea
i could never touch you
i think it would be wrong
i've got your letter
you've got my song

at ten i shaved my head and tried to be a monk
i thought the older women would like me if i did
you see mom, i'm a good little boy (good little boy)
it's all your fault, momma

it's all your fault
goddam this business is really lame
i gotta live on an island to find the truth
so send me your love
from all around the world
so i gotta live on words and dreams and a million screams
oh how i need a hand of mine to feel

why are you so far away from me?
why are you so far away from me?
i could never touch you
i think it would be wrong
i've got your letter
you've got my song
i've got your letter
you've got my song

Reminds me of when i was with my michelle. Before her parents made her move to utah. I haven't seen her since.

Sepultura - Spit

Hate Them Hate Them
Live Your Farse
Same Thing, Same Way
Your Karma Will Come

Ask Me No Questions
I Tell No Lies
Ask Me Again
I Spit In Your Eyes

Live Your Life
Leave Me Alone !!!
Live Your Life
Leave Me Alone !!!

Face Me, Face Me
Feel The Cut
Open Sore
Always Bleeding

Live Your Life
Leave Me Alone !!!
Live Your Life
Leave Me Alone !!!

Spit !!
Spit !!
Spit !!
Spit !!

So simple yet so affective.