All three of these songs are translated from Japanese, which is why they don't rhyme.
Just Communication:
JUST WILD BEAT COMMUNICATION
While being pounded by rain
I want to let you know the unfading hot feelings inside me
TONIGHT!
I held your damp shoulders to warm you
Your fingers tremble--what are they seeking?
In broken speech, tell me why you want this pain
You no longer seem so grown up, as your pretenses fade
I want to protect this image of you--
Believe that love will change sadness to strength
** JUST WILD BEAT COMMUNICATION
Don't be afraid of anything
Because noone's going to take away the shared feelings of now, our youth
JUST WILD BEAT COMMUNICATION
While being pounded by rain
I want to let you know the unfading hot feelings inside me
TONIGHT!
Until the faraway dawn, I want to spend the night nestled close to you
We can lose everything else, as long as we don't lose gentleness
From words, through kisses, we feel each other's heartbeats
Drawing passion near, for an instant, for eternity...
Painfully, violently, I want to focus on this
In this tearful situation, only you are precious
JUST WILD BEAT COMMUNICATION
Don't surrender anything
Because, if we both understand each other, we'll be able to fight as one
JUST WILD BEAT COMMUNICATION
Don't let go of love
This overflowing, hot face will tell you its deepest secrets
TONIGHT!
Rhythm Emotion:
I just feel the "Rhythm Emotion"
The beat of my heart
reaches out to you, so far away
It's OK if I get hurt.
I want to live passionately and intensely
without turning my eyes away.
Because it was you who gave me the strength
to never give up, I want to embrace you.
I just feel the "Rhythm Emotion"
Mistakes and pain
lead us to a brilliant, momentary light.
I just feel the "Rhythm Emotion"
The beat of my heart
reaches out to you, so far away
Yeah... Lithely accepting the moment
with my bare skin,
I want to find more "gentleness!"
Take back the miracle of your youth,
when everything shined.
I just feel the "Rhythm Emotion"
I believe in the kindness
of feeling and understanding each other's heartbreak.
I just feel the "Rhythm Emotion"
With this kiss, I want to
show a definite passion to you, so far away...
I just feel the "Rhythm Emotion"
Mistakes and pain
lead us to a brilliant, momentary light.
I just feel the "Rhythm Emotion"
The beat of my heart
reaches out to you, so far away
White Reflection:
I feel your love reflection
in the eyes that are looking at me
Imagining a far away, never ending story
The sadness and the pain...
...fly as if to shed them away
The wings that you have given me...
I spread them in my heart
Ah, the heartbeat of love that is so precious
I want to feel its pain and madness
I feel your love reflection...
overlapping our dreams passionately
Wishing for our youth, no fear of mistakes,
I feel your love reflection
in the eyes that are looking at me
Imagining a far away, never ending story
Through The Night, the main theme of Outlaw Star (also translated from Japanese)
Don't make fun of it,
Don't destroy it,
Don't cheapen it.
That one special thing that everyone has.
My love, my dream, and you.
I won't let those go no matter what.
On those nights when you can't settle down no matter what you do
You feel like throwing it all away.
Don't say a word, just open the door,
I don't have time to quibble with you.
I wanna fly all over the place,
I wanna throw caution to the wind!
I haven't lost anything,
I haven't even started yet.
Don't make fun of it,
Don't destroy it,
Don't cheapen it,
That one special thing that everyone has.
My love, my dream, and you.
I won't let those go no matter what.
Whatta ya want?
What do ya wanna do?
Where do you want to go?
Grab what you want and rip through the dark as you run Through The Night!
I was off my guard towards your kindness,
But I was frightened at times
I did whatever I wanted to do
But I prefer your heart.
I believe, I want to believe, I want to distinguish between black & white.
It's not only intensity, it's not only kindness--so
Don't make fun of it,
Don't destroy it,
Don't cheapen it,
Who do you want to embrace?
I think you know.
Only love,
only dreams,
only you.
I can't even protect it. I have to start moving.
Even if I am hurt, even if I hurt you, even if I make a detour.
As you/I please, as you/I tumble, run through the night!
Don't make fun of it,
Don't destroy it,
Don't cheapen it,
That one special thing that everyone has.
My love,
my dream,
and you.
I won't let those go no matter what
Embracing, hurting, losing
Everyone realises their precious things,
At any rate, promises, restraints.
Whatta ya want?
What do ya wanna do?
Where do you want to go?
Grab what you want and rip through the dark as you run Through The Night!
The last of my Japanese songs, "Back to Paradise", which is an Americanized version of the song, "The Winner" from Gundam 0083.
All alone here in no man's land
Got a devil walkin' right beside me
Angel come and take me by the hand
Take me to a place far behind me
Paradise
I just wanna go back
Where I belong
Paradise
Back to paradise
Got a dream that calls in the night
Got a feelin' keeps growin' stronger
Gotta hold on till the time is right
Don't know if I can wait much longer
Paradise
Keeps on callin' me back
Where I belong
Paradise
Back to paradise forever
I gotta fly like the wind
I gotta cry like a wounded eagle
Goin' back to paradise
Got a long long way to go
I got a race with the tide
I gotta face every kind of danger
Goin' back to paradise
Running all the way back home
There's a battle I should have won
Words of wisdom I should have spoken
Gotta right the wrongs I have done
Gotta mend the hearts I have broken
Paradise
Will I ever get back
Where I belong
Paradise
Back to paradise forever
I gotta fly like the wind
I got cry like a wounded eagle
Goin' back to paradise
Got a long long way to go
You never know a good thing
Till it's gone away
You never know where home is
Till you're far away, far away
Serial Killer -Slash's Snakepit
Here we are alone now, just you and me
Down the halls we waltz, your end is in my dreams
I wanna be like him, he had a dreadful life
I wanna learn to shoot, I want to use a knife
I like the smell of fear that makes you paralyzed
I am the boy next door who put that fear in your eyes
I hope you can leave all this for yourself
I'll be your slave and then dig your grave
While we're makin' love, I dream revolver
They say I'm crazy, falling apart
Do you like the way I murdered your heart
I'm smart and cagey, I come in the night
If you let me in, you'll give up your life
He like to roll in the mud, up to his chin
Now I open my head and let his voodoo in
I rode those sissy bars all the way to hell
Sweet mother justice, I've heard it all
There's nothing left to tell
I hope you didn't need all this for yourself
And the man with the star says he knows you are
But I just keep singin' la dee dee dah
They say I'm crazy, falling apart
Do you like the way I murdered your heart
I'm smart and cagey, I come in the night
If you let me in, you'll give up your life
Boom, boom, bang, bang screams in the dark
If you let him in, he'll murder your heart
Boom, boom, bang, bang screams in the dark
If you let him in, he'll murder your heart
He's not the man you see at home
He's someone else inside
His life's no longer his own
He's someone else inside
Creepin' up when you're alone
And now he stands inside
He wants to take you to hell
But for him it's heaven
Sorry to say but you're not the only one
You're not the lonely one that turned my light on
While I turned yours off, off, off...
"I fight with love, and I laugh with rage, you gotta live light enough to see the humour and long enough to see some change" - Ani DiFranco, Pick Yer Nose
"Life 's not a song, life isn't bliss, life is just this: it's living." - Spike, Once More with Feeling
KoRn wrote:
Going through the pages of my fantasies
Pushing all the mercy down, down, down
I wanna see you try to take a swing at me
Come on, gonna put you on the ground, ground, ground
Why are you trying to make fun of me?
You think it's funny? What the fuck you think it's doing to me?
You take your turn lashing out at me
I want you crying when you're bloody down in front of me
All of my hate cannot be bound
I will not be drowned by your thoughtless scheming
So you can try to tear me down
Beat me to the ground
I will see you screaming
Come and fill the pages of my fantasies
I'm above you, smiling at you, drown, drown, drown
I wanna kill and rape you the way you raped me
And I'll pull the trigger And you're down, down, down
Why are you trying to make fun of me?
You think it's funny? What the fuck you think it's doing to me?
You take your turn lashing out at me
I want you crying when you're bloody down in front of me
All of my hate cannot be bound
I will not be drowned by your thoughtless scheming
So you can try to tear me down
Beat me to the ground I will see you screaming
All my friends are gone,
they died (gonna take you down)
They all screamed, and cried (gonna take you down)
Never gonna forget, never forget, how we hate the world (x4)
(Gonna take you down)
All of my hate cannot be bound
I will not be drowned by your thoughtless scheming
So you can try to tear me down
and Beat me to the ground I will see you screaming
All of my hate cannot be bound
I will not be drowned by your thoughtless scheming
So you can try to tear me down
Beat me to the ground I will see you screaming
REALLY Fucking Dark song too
Wow it sounds so different when u hear it. Stiil on of their best after Alone I Break
LOSE YOURSELF, one of the few Eminem songs I like:
Look, if you had one shot, one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted...
One moment
Would you capture it or just let it slip?
His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgettin
What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
He's chokin, how everybody's jokin now
The clock's run out, time's up over, plow!
Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity
Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked
He's so mad, but he won't give up that
Is he? No
He won't have it, he knows his whole back city's ropes
It don't matter, he's dope
He knows that, but he's broke
He's so stacked that he knows
When he goes back to his mobile home, that's when it's
Back to the lab again yo
This whole rap shit
He better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him
Chorus:
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo
The soul's escaping, through this hole that it's gaping
This world is mine for the taking
Make me king, as we move toward a, new world order
A normal life is borin, but superstardom's close to post mortar
It only grows harder, only grows hotter
He blows us all over these hoes is all on him
Coast to coast shows, he's know as the globetrotter
Lonely roads, God only knows
He's grown farther from home, he's no father
He goes home and barely knows his own daughter
But hold your nose cuz here goes the cold water
His bosses don't want him no mo, he's cold product
They moved on to the next schmoe who flows
He nose dove and sold nada
So the soap opera is told and unfolds
I suppose it's old potna, but the beat goes on
Da da dum da dum da da
Chorus
No more games, I'ma change what you call rage
Tear this mothafuckin roof off like 2 dogs caged
I was playin in the beginnin, the mood all changed
I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
But I kept rhymin and stepwritin the next cypher
Best believe somebody's payin the pied piper
All the pain inside amplified by the fact
That I can't get by with my 9 to 5
And I can't provide the right type of life for my family
Cuz man, these goddam food stamps don't buy diapers
And it's no movie, there's no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life
And these times are so hard and it's getting even harder
Tryin to feed and water my seed, plus
See dishonor caught up bein a father and a prima donna
Baby mama drama's screamin on and
Too much for me to wanna
Stay in one spot, another jam or not
Has gotten me to the point, I'm like a snail
I've got to formulate a plot fore I end up in jail or shot
Success is my only mothafuckin option, failure's not
Mom, I love you, but this trail has got to go
I cannot grow old in Salem's lot
So here I go is my shot.
Feet fail me not cuz maybe the only opportunity that I got
Keevan_Colton wrote:I'd like to dedicate this song to GK, Darkstar and all those other wonderful people....
*steps off the stage as the music begins*
I was stuck on Voyager and pounding on the door
when suddently it dawned on me i've seen this show before
perhaps i'm in a warp bubble and slightly out of phase
It was way back in the sixties when they called it Lost in Space
we were looking for a way to make the ratings soar
so we orchestrate and encounter with the Borg
normally you'd think that would get us into shit
This one has a smashing ass and a lovely set of tits
- Voltaire "Banned on Vulcan" "USS Make Shit Up"
ROTFLMAO
"Do you know what the chain of command is? It's the chain I get and beat you with, until you understand whose in f***ing command here!" Jayne : Firefly
"The officers can stay in the admin building and read the latest Tom Clancy novel thinking up new OOBs based on it." Coyote
HAB Tankspotter - like trainspotting but with the thrill of 125mm retaliation if they spot you back
consequences wrote:I really have no single favorite song, but here goes:
They Might Be Giants
Birdhouse in your Soul
Very silly song, me like. The Lightbulb in the video is still stuck in my head years later.
consequences wrote:Oh, and Keevan_Colton, I love your taste in music.
I second that, mind you I like Weird al so...
"Do you know what the chain of command is? It's the chain I get and beat you with, until you understand whose in f***ing command here!" Jayne : Firefly
"The officers can stay in the admin building and read the latest Tom Clancy novel thinking up new OOBs based on it." Coyote
HAB Tankspotter - like trainspotting but with the thrill of 125mm retaliation if they spot you back
Keevan_Colton wrote:Hmm....I cannot resist a bit of Wierd Al....here is one of the best love songs of all time....
You Dont Love me Anymore
Hehehehhe, in a similar vein, and because i can't be bothered to hunt down the lyrics, enjoy the musical stylings of "That's why I'm screwing your Sister"
It's 1.4Mbs so you might want to right-click and save. Enjoy
EDIT: Ok for some reason it's refusing to show it as a URL. Anyone know why? The address is legit so why is it fucking about? If you have the bandwidth, simply copy and paste the address into the title bar in your browser, otherwise I'm stumped.
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"Do you know what the chain of command is? It's the chain I get and beat you with, until you understand whose in f***ing command here!" Jayne : Firefly
"The officers can stay in the admin building and read the latest Tom Clancy novel thinking up new OOBs based on it." Coyote
HAB Tankspotter - like trainspotting but with the thrill of 125mm retaliation if they spot you back
woo hoo, all that headbanging brings back memories. I never could really headbang though. I had the hair for it, but I wasn't coordinated enough to really thrash around. Besides, I was usually watching everyone's hands on stage.
na-na-na na-na-na na na naaa
Cheech and Chong -- Earache My Eye
My momma talkin' to me tryin' to tell me how to live
But I don't listen to her 'cause my head is like a sieve
My daddy, he disowned me 'cause I wear my sister's clothes
He caught me in the bathroom with a pair of pantyhose
My basketball coach, he done kicked me off the team
For wearin' high-heel sneakers and actin' like a queen
------ lead guitar ------
The world's comin' to an end, I don't even care
As long as I can have a limo and my orange hair
And it don't bother me if people think I'm "funny"
'Cause I'm a big rock star and I'm makin' lots of money
money, money, money, money, money, money
Ahhh! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha...
I'm so bloody rich! Ha ha ha ha
I own apartment buildings and shopping centers! Ha ha ha ha
And I only know three chords! Ha ha ha ha
and for the days when I'm having a pity party...
The Smithereens -- Blood and Roses
It was long ago, it seems like yesterday
I saw you standing in the rain
Then I heard you say
I want to love, but it comes out wrong
I want to live, but I don't belong
I close my eyes and I see blood and roses
Flowers in the springtime
October we were wed
Winter time the roses died
you turned to me and said...
I want to love, but it comes out wrong
I want to live, but I don't belong
I close my eyes and I see blood and roses
Original Warsie ++ Smartass! ~ Picker ~ Grinner ~ Lover ~ Sinner ++ "There's no time for later now"
Fuck the Goddamn World
By Regurgitator. [This is set to a happy-happy/reggae/techno/hip-hop track]
Woke up the other mornin'
it was a perfect day
picked up the news paper check the front page
(What it say) ten new wars today
no cause for dismay generally okay
(Hip hooray)
dragged on my kit gautier
recycled plastic handmade yesterday
my face paled assailed by the tales of decay
enthralled by the world wide hop to the fray
(Next page)
things a getting better all the way
see another fuckin tanker blew it's load in the bay
(Hey great)
What you'd call a small way lay
just a couple hundred ton of the crude on display
(greasy) time to move on no delay
gimme the next headline just a by line away
(New plague)
Somethin about the coming of aids
airborne... now we got some trouble goin on
Get down hell yeah fuck the goddamn world
Get down hell yeah fuck the goddamn world
nanana (Repeat)
(ooee) fixed myself a hot cup of tea
sat back and relaxed clicked on the tv
(What'd you see)
Popstars raw derriere
shake the shit bare waxed legs in the air
(Mon dieu)
Bluff in with the t and a flair
ain't nothin but a half baked muffin afffair
they say sex spells when you got shit to say
o fuck please miss K put your vag away
(profane) pop the damn dial make it change
from the pure purile to the plainly inane
(insane) now i'm goin outta my brain
the B grade pain that i fail to refrain
it's tha anthropological
fly on the cubicle wall
with the universal casting call for all
the line between the real and the wrong
(All gone)
Now we got some trouble goin on
Get down hell yeah fuck the goddamn world
Get down hell yeah fuck the goddamn world
nanana (Repeat)
(Here we go) knocked down my clock radio
so i could get my piece of the say so
(first row) tickets to the blow by blow
(stereo) mmm...that's how the shit flow
(explode) just another eye for eye
let you know whose god is booking the flights
only one thing holy about a holy war
and that's the bullet ridden bodies on the killin floor
but the wall street booms and everyone's paid
cept the child who made my shoes for a dollar a day
(I'm afraid)
Big biz has got your government played
democracy rotten on a mad cow strain
fast food chains have been feeding us brains
and remains cutting costs still the name of the game
hate to rain on your parade but now the hunter is the prey
(new dawn) now we got some trouble goin on.
Get down hell yeah fuck the goddamn world
Get down hell yeah fuck the goddamn world
nanana (Repeat)
Get down hell yeah fuck the goddamn world
Get down hell yeah fuck the goddamn world
Get down hell yeah fuck the goddamn world
Get down hell yeah fuck the goddamn world.
I Like Repetitive Music
By Regurgitator
i like repetitive music (x7)
turn it up 'cause i know how to use it
i like to let the loopy stuff do the rebel rousing
pop the damn multi on the s3000
that's the shit makes the room prone to over crowding
now then bring the sound in - ooh it's pounding
'scuse me homies could you please be my cronies
and score me a two pack of soft yellow foamies
'cause i'm the type of guy that puts safety first
no safer mother fucker ever walked the earth
strapped in all wheel huggin' dual bag inflation
safer than programmed amplitude modulation
feeling a strange sensation? that's your brain son
suffering from over-stimulation, inflamation
by my reckoning you now have five seconds before lapsing into a coma
tick this box to indicate you're a donor
would it be bold to say i told you
to hold the last bar over and over and over
i like repetitive music (x8)
i'm so fine i scored 9.99 from hollyfield in a trump production
even though i'm 200 of a kind
so inclined to liposuction it's sublime
like britney's larynx at the age of nine
watch me try justify my verbal diarrheaic diatribe
in a vain attempt to coincide with a beat to which brains get tenderised
lightly battered and deep fried on high
once again son come get some beats on the one loops on repeats done
waveforms deformed, fantast
lyric gymnast, bombast ecclesiast
slap that ass hardcore, make that shit red raw
blow the disco, slam your head sore
watch the sure cure beat the prevention
if you want more seek professional medical attention...
i like repetitive music (x8)
i like repetitive music (x16)
Greg! The Stop Sign!
by TISM
The guy who slagged the football team
Those yobs were not for him
Turns into a real estate agent
Who believes in discipline
The guy who's first to use cocaine
The wild boy breaking free
Ends up in a court of law
As a prosecuting QC
Remember the school captain?
Success was a matter of time
I can hear him now as she screams
"Greg, you missed the stop sign!"
Forget Snoop Doggy Dogg
Forget old Ice T
The true word out on the streets
Is produced by the TAC
What's the use of striving?
As life's road in front unravels
We get to do the driving
But don't choose the direction we travel
Do your homework, or wag for weeks
Grafitti the Dandenong line
It don't matter much when you hear that scream
"Greg, you missed the stop sign!"
Sometime in the next ten thousand years
A comet's gonna wipe out all trace of Man
I'm banking on it coming before
My end of year exams
The rich kid becomes a junkie
The poor kid an advertiser
What a tragic waste of potential!
(Bein' a junkie's not so good either)
Your folks worked hard for what you've got
You're the fruit of their vine
But who cares what you sow when what you reap is:
"Greg, you missed the stop sign!"
Bought a car just the other day
Man, could that baby run!
But you know what they always say
There's always a better one
Got a tumor in my brain
It's creeping to my lungs
And i've searched around in vain
Can't find me a better one.
Hardwired into everyone's head
Is the person they're gonna be
Growing up's not a matter of choice
It's a matter of wait & see
So kids, yeah, you can do it
You can be your best!
Girls can do anything
You can pass the test!
I'm OK, you're OK
We're OK, we're fine!
I thought I saw a semi-trailer
"Greg, you missed the stop sign!"
(He'll Never Be An) Ol' Man River
By TISM
I'm on the drug,
I'm on the drug,
I'm on the drug that killed River Phoenix.
I saw his body thrashing round.
I saw his pulse rate going down.
I saw him in convulsive throes.
I said "I'll have one of those."
Hillary had,
Hillary had,
Hillary had it in his veins.
Hillary had Everest in his veins;
Armstrong did moon, was not the same;
Heroes explore to give us hope;
River pushed back the envelope.
Drank the slab,
Drank the slab,
Drank the slab that Bon Scott drunk.
I drank the slab that Bon Scott drunk;
I injected some of Hendrix's junk;
I booked a seat on Lynyrd Skynyrd's plane;
Mama Cass's sandwich? Ate the same.
Now I'm bored,
Now I'm bored,
Now I'm bored there's no stopping.
Now I'm bored and there's no stopping;
I need another celeb to fill a coffin;
Where'll I get my next drug action?
Odds on it'll be Michael Jackson.
I'm on the drug,
I'm on the drug,
I'm on the drug that killed River Phoenix.
I'm on the drug
Drug,
I'm on the drug,
I'm on the drug,
I'm on the drug.
The Australian Guitar Hero Makes His Last Stand
By TISM,
In a tiny inner city pub the amps were being stacked;
Leads were getting wound up; it was full of pissed ANZACS;
"Got no more gigs for Tuesday nights," said the barman to the Star,
"We’re putting pokies in the lounge, and strippers in the bar."
The Star, he raised his finger and said, "Fuck this fucking hole!"
But to his faithful roadie he said, "It’s the death of rock and roll.
There ain’t a single place that’s left to play amplified guitar -
Every place is serving long blacks or has become a Tapas bar."
His dirty denim jacket was gaffered and turning black;
Hair was missing on his forehead, but it reached right down his back.
"I don’t blame that barman bastard," he told his roadie - "Hey, fuck no:
I blame all those faggot wankers who are playing this techno.
`Brothers can work it out’ - get fucked. That can kiss my rotting arse.
Work out what happened to real music is what I’d like to ask.
Everything is all machine, run with MIDI and A- DAT;
But all they do is go ping ping ping, like a truck that’s backing back.
Who the fuck are the Chemical Brothers, that they now call the shots?
Goldie is the name of a light beer, Elastica holds up socks."
The roadie sat there silent next to the ejaculating Star.
"What the fucking point of drum 'n’ bass if no one can play guitar?"
"And have you seen those fucking clubbers with their peroxided dreads,
Dressed up in fucking Adidas like fucking fucked fuck heads?
I wouldn’t drop a tab of E if you fucking paid me man -
I’ve got the guts for L.S.D; and the only jungle I know was 'Nam."
His roadie sat, still silent, but then he finally began to speak:
"Actually, Star, I maybe should have told you this last week,
But I’ve scored a job as D.J. at the latest techno club.
I’m sick of working with a loser. See ya later, bub."
Well, the roadie owned the p.a. and the roadie owned the ute
And the roadie told Star to get right out or he’d bash one up his chute.
And there on that cold freeway Star walked along alone -
Of course, he been kicked out half way between emergency telephones.
"Fuck youse all," said Star aloud in the emergency stopping lane,
"To quote from the chick Juliet, Hey, what’s in a name?
A good song’s just a good song, just the same as long ago;
But dress it up in something new, and suddenly you’re Picasso,
Every white balled Pommy cunt thinks that you are so hip -
Read N.M.E. from ten years ago, and there’s all the same dickslip;
Prodigy are just the band who are getting it this year -
Rolling Stone’s got no more cred than fucking New Idea."
Star’s anguished voice rose in grief as he cried unto the moon:
"In the end, when all is said, a tune’s just a fucking tune."
Star played his amp far too loud - his hearing was sort of gone,
So he never heard the grinding squeal as the truckie put the brakes on.
Twenty six of that road train’s wheels played a tune upon his head.
"He just wandered into the traffic," the distraught diver said.
The cops had seen it all before; the ambo’s washed the freeway clean -
There’s no contest when you put a man up against a machine.
Semi-Charmed Life,
By Third Eye Blind
I'm packed and I'm holding
I'm smiling, she's living, she's golden
And she lives for me
She says she lives for me
Ovation
She's got her own motivation
She comes round and she goes down on me
And I make her smile
It's like a drug for you
Do ever what you want to do
Coming over you
Keep on smiling, what we go through
One stop to the rhythm that divides you
And I speak to you like the chorus to the verse
Chop another line like a coda with a curse
And I come on like a freak show takes the stage
We give them the games we play, she said
I want something else
To get me through this
Semi-charmed kind of life
I want something else
I'm not listening when you say
Good-bye
The sky it was gold, it was rose
I was taking sips of it through my nose
And I wish I could get back there
Some place back there
Smiling in the pictures you would take
Doing crystal myth
Will lift you up until you break
It won't stop
I won't come down, I keep stock
With a tick-tock rhythm and a bump for the drop
And then I bumped up
I took the hit I was given
Then I bumped again
And then I bumped again
How do I get back there to
The place where I fell asleep inside you?
How do I get myself back to
The place where you said
I want something else
To get me through this
Semi-charmed kind of life
I want something else
I'm not listening when you say
Good-bye
I believe in the sand beneath my toes
The beach gives a feeling
An earthy feeling
I believe in the faith that grows
And the four right chords can make me cry
When I'm with you I feel like I could die
And that would be all right
All right
When the plane came in
She said she was crashing
The velvet it rips
In the city we tripped
On the urge to feel alive
But now I'm struggling to survive
The days you were wearing
That velvet dress
You're the priestess, I must confess
Those little red panties
They pass the test
Slide up around the belly
Face down on the mattress
One
Now you hold me
And we're broken
Still its all that I want to do
Feel myself with a head made of the ground
I'm scared but I'm not coming down
And I won't run for my life
She's got her jaws just locked now in smile
But nothing is all right
All right
I want something else
To get me through this
Semi charmed kind of life
I want something else
I'm not listening when you say
Good-bye
