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CharlieO
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Spoiler: ME AND GOD WE DON'T GET ALONG, SO NOW I SING
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Quand il pleut, il pleut
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Into White..Cat Stevens
I built my house from barley rice Green pepper walls and water ice Tables of paper wood, windows of light And everything emptying into white. A simple garden, with acres of sky A Brown-haired dogmouse If one dropped by Yellow Delanie would sleep well at night With everything emptying into white. A sad Blue eyed drummer rehearses outside A Black spider dancing on top of his eye Red legged chicken stands ready to strike And everything emptying into white. I built my house from barley rice Green pepper walls and water ice And everything emptying into white
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Quand il pleut, il pleut
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I'm on Fire...Bruce Springsteen
Sometimes it's like someone took a knife baby edgy and dull and cut a six-inch valley through the middle of my soul At night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet and a freight train running through the middle of my head Only you can cool my desire I'm on fire
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V.I.P
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'Buy beer or pay the rent, my signing bonus was quickly spent;
So I'll beat my meat like I'm a ******ing butcher, And I'll punk the pussy, like I'm Ashton Kutcher!'
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Likes cars that go boom
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'beware, i bear more grudges than lonely high court judges'
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Born to Folk
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'Imagine his surprise when he opened his eyes and I'd run the lawnmower over his face'
Welcome to the cheap seats - The Wonderstuff |
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Born to Folk
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' I could park a juggernaut in your mouth, and i can feel a hurricane when you shout, I should be safe forever in your arms' Standing here- Stone Roses
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Transport, motorways and tramlines,
Starting and then stopping, Taking off and landing, The emptiest of feelings, Disappointed people, clinging on to bottles, And when it comes it's so, so, disappointing Let down and hanging around, Crushed like a bug in the ground Let down and hanging around Shell smashed, juices flowing Wings twitch, legs are going, Don't get sentimental, it always ends up drivel One day, I am gonna grow wings, A chemical reaction, Hysterical and useless Hysterical and Let down and hanging around, Crushed like a bug in the ground Let down and hanging around |
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Born to Folk
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I went in next Took a bullet in the chest.
So I hit him with the only thing that was anywhere near me. A tin of baked beans and a woman's weekly. I grabbed the cash Picked you up and made a dash. Didn't get too far Made it to the parking lot. 40 cops in front of us. Guess who got shot... You and me vs. the world -Space |
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There's a weight over me today,
it's something I have to say, love you too much to leave, don't like you enough to stay. My heads in a mess and I'm stressed but i guess its a test in the quest for happiness and the rest of that mess so i best just acquiesce even though I've grown tired of you And that ain't meant to sound spiteful I'm just trying to be insightful when i write all my emotions In the night all the stuff I try to fight just comes out and the sad fact is I'm so tired of you Love, its a weird thing ain't it? there's no way to explain it but i swear as well as pain there should be joy but we sustain the same level of mundane and its numbing me through i often wonder if I'd miss you and have the urge to kiss you if an issue was to hit through to this heart that now feels disused and said issue was too big to just ignore and i walked out on you the chances are I'd fall apart and suffer seizures of the heart as my chest begins to smart the very second have to part i want to go back to the start but then again maybe I'd just feel new maybe I'd get my life on track and start to focus my attack on all the things my life just lacks and start to claw my passion back instead of living like a hack half committed half relaxed id have nothing to lose There's a weight over me today it's something I have to say love you too much to leave don't like you enough to stay I guess lately I've had too much time to think and yeah way too much drink when paper meets the ink over thinking is the chink in my armour that's just what i do. And I've always been that way, forever questioning each day and every plea that's made that maybe when i lay my busy mind will make me prove by finding problems and reasons, that might not be true.(?) See we got together so young, before our real lives had begun, but flowers don't grow up as one, each finds its own way to the sun, and that's exactly what we've done. We've grown up separately too, And for a few years now it's been the problem, and these realisations...i wish that i could stop them, but I've realised that love is all we have in common, and deep down you know that's true. But then surely that I'm still in love with you means there's something we can do....to get us through and to pursue a brand new point of view on how this gap grew... between me and you. So there's a weight over me and i'd hate to have to leave but in fate i don't believe and the state of you and me isn't great as you can see..... so i'll keep thinking this through. Look For The Woman - dan le sac vs. Scroobius Pip |
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Quand il pleut, il pleut
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Spiders...System of a Down
The piercing radiant moon, The storming of poor June, All the life running through her hair, Approaching guiding light, Our shallow years in fright, Dreams are made winding through my head, Through my head, Before you know, Awake, Your lives are open wide, The V-chip gives them sight, All the life running through her hair, The spiders all in tune, The evening of the moon, Dreams are made winding through my head, Through my head, Before you know, Awake Through my head, Before you know, Before you know I will be waiting all awake, Dreams are made winding through her hair,
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David Bowies part in Under Pressure is probably in my top 3 verses from a song
'Cause love's such an old fashioned word And love dares you to care for The people on the (People on streets) edge of the night And loves (People on streets) dares you to change our way of Caring about ourselves This is our last dance This is our last dance This is ourselves
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Quand il pleut, il pleut
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Diamond Dogs As they pulled you out of the oxygen tent you asked for the latest party With your silicon hump and your ten inch stump Dressed like a priest you was, Todd Browning streak he was Crawling down the alley on your hands and knee, I'm sure you're not protected, for its plain to see Diamond Dogs are poachers, and they hide behind trees Hunt you to the ground they will, mannequins with kill appeal
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Quand il pleut, il pleut
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Changes...David Bowie
I watch the ripples change their size But never leave the stream Of warm impermanence and So the days float through my eyes But still the days seem the same And these children that you spit on As they try to change their worlds Are immune to your consultations They're quite aware of what they're going through
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Didn't have you down as a SOAD fan Ammi
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Quand il pleut, il pleut
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Joni Mitchell...Both Sides Now
![]() ![]() ![]() Rows and flows of angel hair And ice cream castles in the air And feather canyons everywhere I've looked at clouds * that way But now they only block the sun They rain and snow on everyone So many things I would have done But clouds got in my way I've looked at clouds from both sides now From up and down, and still somehow It's cloud illusions I recall I really don't know clouds at all Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels The dizzy dancing way you feel As ev'ry fairy tale comes real I've looked at love that way But now it's just another show You leave 'em laughing when you go And if you care, don't let them know Don't give yourself away I've looked at love from both sides now From give and take, and still somehow It's love's illusions I recall I really don't know love at all Tears and fears and feeling proud To say "I love you" right out loud Dreams and schemes and circus crowds I've looked at life that way But now old friends are acting strange They shake their heads, they say I've changed Well something's lost, but something's gained In living every day I've looked at life from both sides now From win and lose and still somehow It's life's illusions I recall I really don't know life at all I've looked at life from both sides now From up and down, and still somehow It's life's illusions I recall I really don't know life at all ...just that one song Nathan
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You gotta operate the easy way
"I made a G today" But you made it in a sleazy way sellin' crack to the kid. " I gotta get paid," Well hey, well that's the way it is |
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The bit in bold never fails to make me smile: coz it's so true! ELTON JOHN: SAD SONGS. Guess there are times when we all need to share a little pain And ironing out the rough spots Is the hardest part when memories remain And it's times like these when we all need to hear the radio `Cause from the lips of some old singer We can share the troubles we already know Turn them on, turn them on Turn on those sad songs When all hope is gone Why don't you tune in and turn them on They reach into your room Just feel their gentle touch When all hope is gone Sad songs say so much If someone else is suffering enough to write it down When every single word makes sense Then it's easier to have those songs around The kick inside is in the line that finally gets to you and it feels so good to hurt so bad And suffer just enough to sing the blues ![]() Sad songs, they say Sad songs, they say Sad songs, they say Sad songs, they say so much Last edited by Pyramid*; 21-02-2012 at 08:24 PM. |
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Born to Folk
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Baddie’s bound by ancient codes of decency and secrecy
He understands about stabbing backs and shaking hands So if or when you’re behind bars or in front of them as you are Look out for the man who’ll bum your wife and then shake your hand Oh you’ve been here before, you fell in love and carried her over the threshold Thinking, she’s far too good looking to do the cooking Now, but that’s twenty years ago...twenty years ago Thats a lousy life for the washed up wife of a permanently plastered, pissed up bastard a lousy life for the washed up wife of a permanently plastered, pissed up bastard a lousy life for the washed up wife of a permanently plastered, pissed up bastard Lousy life, lousy life Kid was singing will I ever be free, does this town hold no more for me Club Tropicana the drinks are free, stick one in his face for me Badies Boogie - Babyshambles |
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That's Life Frank Sinatra
That's life, that's what people say. You're riding high in April, Shot down in May. But I know I'm gonna change their tune, When I'm right back on top in June. That's life, funny as it seems. Some people get their kicks, Steppin' on dreams But I just can't let it get me down, Cause this big old world keeps spinnin' around. I've been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate, A poet, a pawn and a king. I've been up and down and over and out But I know one thing: Each time I find myself flat on my face, I pick myself up and get back in the race. That's life, I can't deny it, I thought of quitting, But my heart just won't buy it. Cause if I didn't think it was worth a try, I'd have to roll myself up in a big ball and die. all of that is pretty nice
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filthy mudblood
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Little Plastic Castle
In a coffee shop in a city Which is every coffee shop in every city On a day which is every day I picked up a magazine Which is every magazine Read a story, and then forgot it right away They say goldfish have no memory I guess their lives are much like mine And the little plastic castle Is a surprise every time And it's hard to say if they're happy But they don't seem much to mind From the shape of your shaved head I recognized your silhouette As you walked out of the sun and sat down And the sight of your sleepy smile Eclipsed all the other people As they paused to sneer at the two girls From out of town I said, look at you this morning You are, by far, the cutest But be careful getting coffee I think these people wanna shoot us Or maybe there's some kinda local competition here To see who can be the rudest People talk About my image Like I come in two dimensions Like lipstick is a sign of my declining mind Like what I happen to be wearing The day that someone takes a picture Is my new statement for all of womankind I wish they could see us now In leather bras and rubber shorts Like some ridiculous new team uniform For some ridiculous new sport Quick someone call the girl police And file a report In a coffee shop in a city Which is every coffee shop in every city On a day which is every day |
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ylvis♥
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The love you take is equal to the love you make.
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Born to Folk
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I pay my mutha'uckin' rent fortnightly
Mutha'uckas at the bank trying to play me An amount from my account goes out on A/P (on A/P) Yeah, you know me Mutha'ucka charge a two buck transaction fee Makes my payment short, my rent comes back to me Minus a twenty-five dollar penalty So you fee'd me 'cause of your mutha'uckin' fee! Read the word On my ATM slip, Said, "We're all mutha'uckas And we're 'uckin' with your shi'," come on! Too many mutha'uckas 'Uckin' with my shi' My transaction shi'! There's too many mutha'uckas 'Uckin' with my shi' My weekly statement shi'! Too many mutha'uckas 'Uckin' with my shi' With my balance shi'! How many mutha'uckas? Too many to count, mutha'uckas! The mutha'ucka runs a racist 'uckin' grocery The mutha'ucka won't sell an apple to a Kiwi The shi' fight's gonna get vicious and malicious Cut the cra' ...'sh'...'ause I need my red delicious Tells me as a Kiwi that my money isn't valid Gonna dice the mutha'ucka like a mutha'uckin' fruit salad Then... sh'... Granny Smith... f'... ...up... an avocado... ...'uck... 'an... 'n... ...'on...an' a mango... f'... 'k...'k and pop an apple in his ass, yeah! Too many mutha'uckas 'Uckin' with my shi' I'm gonna juice the mutha'ucka There's too many mutha'uckas 'Uckin' with my shi' He's gonna wake up in a smoothie Too many mutha'uckas 'Uckin' with my Mutha'uckers -Flight of the Conchords |
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