The Who: Won't Get Fooled Again
We'll be fighting in the streets
With our children at our feet
And the morals that they worship will be gone
And the men who spurred us on
Sit in judgment of all wrong
They decide and the shotgun sings the song
I'll tip my hat to the new constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I'll get on my knees and pray
We don't get fooled again
The change it had to come
We knew it all along
We were liberated from the fold, that's all
And the world looks just the same
And history ain't changed
'Cause the banners, they all flown in the last war
I'll tip my hat to the new constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I'll get on my knees and pray
We don't get fooled again
No, no!
I'll move myself and my family aside
If we happen to be left half alive
I'll get all my papers and smile at the sky
For I know that the hypnotized never lie
Do ya?
Yeah!
There's nothing in the streets
Looks any different to me
And the slogans are replaced, by-the-bye
And the parting on the left
Is now parting on the right
And the beards have all grown longer overnight
I'll tip my hat to the new constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I'll get on my knees and pray
We don't get fooled again
Don't get fooled again
No, no!
Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
Meet the new boss
Same as the old boss
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Subdivisons, Rush
Sprawling on the fringes of the city
In geometric order, an insulated border
In between the bright lights and the far unlit unknown
Growing up it all seems so one-sided
Opinions all provided
The future pre-decided
Detached and subdivided in the mass production zone
Nowhere is the dreamer
Or the misfit so alone
Subdivisions ---
In the high school halls, in the shopping malls
Conform or be cast out
Subdivisions ---
In the basement bars, in the backs of cars
Be cool or be cast out
Any escape might help to smooth the unattractive truth
But the suburbs have no charms to soothe the restless dreams of youth
Drawn like moths we drift into the city
The timeless old attraction
Cruising for the action
Lit up like a firefly
Just to feel the living night
Some will sell their dreams for small desires
Or lose the race to rats
Get caught in ticking traps
And start to dream of somewhere to relax their restless flight
Somewhere out of a memory
Of lighted streets on quiet nights...
EDIT: incredible live cover on a theater rooftop
[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W4vd9OVLO7Q"]YouTube - "Subdivisions" live by Jacob Moon...on the roof![/ame]PrepDogg, TJamesW_Phinfan and Aqua4Ever04 like this. -
NOW I WANNA SNIFF SOME GLUE - THE RAMONES
Now I wanna sniff some glue now I wanna have somethin to do
All the kids wanna sniff some glue all the kids want somethin to do
1-2-3-4 now I wanna sniff some glue now I wanna have somethin to do
All the kids wanna sniff some glue all the kids want somethin to do
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8
Now I wanna sniff some glue now I wanna have somethin to do
All the kids wanna sniff some glue all the kids want somethin to do
Now I wanna sniff some glue now I wanna have somethin to do
All the kids wanna sniff some glue all the kids want somethin to do
[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZPDXMDlwPG8&feature=related"]YouTube - The Ramones - Now I Wanna Sniff Some Glue[/ame]
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My own kind of Hat
By: Marvelous Merle
There's cowboys and outlaws, right guys and southpaws,
Good dogs and all kinds of cats.
Dirt roads and white lines and all kinds of stop signs,
But I stand right here where I'm at,
'Cause I wear My Own Kind Of Hat.
There's two kind of lovers and two kind of brothers,
And two kind of babies to hold.
There's two kind of cherries and two kind of fairies,
And two kind of mothers I'm told, and told
Cowboys and outlaws, right guys and southpaws,
Good dogs and all kinds of cats.
Dirt roads and white lines and all kinds of stop signs,
But I stand right here where I'm at,
'Cause I wear My Own Kind Of Hat.
There's two kind of brothers and two kind of lovers,
And two kind of babies to hold.
There's two kind of cherries and two kind of fairies,
And two kind of mothers I'm told, and told
Cowboys and outlaws, right guys and southpaws,
Good dogs and all kinds of cats.
Dirt roads and white lines and all kinds of stop signs,
But I stand right here where I'm at,
'Cause I wear My Own Kind Of Hat.gafinfan likes this. -
The Verve version, or the Ben Harper live version always brings me to tears, beautiful song. :knucks:
"The Drugs Don't Work"
All this talk of getting old
It's getting me down my love
Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown
This time I'm comin' down
And I hope you're thinking of me
As you lay down on your side
Now the drugs don't work
They just make you worse
But I know I'll see your face again
Now the drugs don't work
They just make you worse
But I know I'll see your face again
But I know I'm on a losing streak
'Cause I passed down my old street
And if you wanna show, then just let me know
And I'll sing in your ear again
Now the drugs don't work
They just make you worse
But I know I'll see your face again
'Cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, I'm coming, too
Just like you said, you leave my life, I'm better off dead
All this talk of getting old
It's getting me down my love
Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown
This time I'm comin' down
Now the drugs don't work
They just make you worse
But I know I'll see your face again
'Cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, I'm coming, too
Just like you said, you leave my life, I'm better off dead
But if you wanna show, just let me know
And I'll sing in your ear again
Now the drugs don't work
They just make you worse
But I know I'll see your face again
Yeah, I know I'll see your face again
Yeah, I know I'll see your face again
Yeah, I know I'll see your face again
Yeah, I know I'll see your face again
I'm never going down, I'm never coming down
No more, no more, no more, no more, no more
I'm never coming down, I'm never going down
No more, no more, no more, no more, no more
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Look, I love Bob Dylan. I could listen to "Desolation Row" all day long. But there's something to be said for beauty in simplicity. -
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welcome to:
no amount of stoned makes you feel ok
welcome to:
this year's alone - brought to you by Christmas day
welcome to:
the darkness into which prayin people pray
it's quiet here except for this song
now that everybody's gone
but hey
least you don't have to play along today
welcome to:
something like elation when you first open your eyes
just cuz it means
that you musta finally got to sleep last night
welcome to:
the precipice between groundlessness and flight
it's quiet here except for this song
now that everybody's gone
but hey
least you don't have to play along today
besides which
welcome to:
taking the good stuff down off of the shelf
and welcome to:
the art of conversation with yourself
welcome to:
humming an unbroken tune
all day long
yes it's quiet here
but hey
least you don't have to play along today -
The Beatles
The End
"Oh yeah alright, are you gonna be in my dreams tonight?
And in the end, the love you take, is equal to, the love you make." -
Favorite Line of the song: "Tomorrow he would sing his first warsong and fight his first battle
But something went wrong, surprise attack killed him in his sleep that night"
I don't know why I like it, but I do. The whole little brave part is awesome IMO.
Can someone please explain the girl in the wheelchair part to me??? Is it a UFO the girl sees or what? -
cause she was crippled for life,
And she couldnt speak a sound
And she wished and prayed she could stop living,
So she decided to die
She drew her wheelchair to the edge of the shore
And to her legs she smiled you wont hurt me no more
But then a sight shed never seen made her jump and say
Look a golden winged ship is passing my way
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who knows it's hendrix man he was probably ripped on acid when he wrote the last line.
The third verse recounts Jimi's mother Lucille in the hospital suffering from liver disease, wishing to die so she would suffer no more, "to her legs she smiled you won't hurt me no more." Lucille did have cirrhosis of the liver, but was recovering outside of Hospital, when she was admitted unconscious to hospital, where she died from a ruptured spleen caused by a blow from an unknown source, not a liver complaint as is often repeated, although this was listed as a contributing factor on her death certificate
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Castles_Made_of_Sand_(song)#Interpretation
also to me it is a sign of hope, something you've never seen like a golden ship can make someone who's even in the worst of situations have hope and that nothing lasts not even being paralyzed.. cuz at some point we're going to die and won't be paralyzed. at least i think? :lol:UCF FINatic likes this. -
i love these lyrics.....they mean alot to me and my relationship with my wife...
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This is how I feel I have spent the last 12 yrs of my life...this song is a reminder to me always...
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song kicks ***. video won't embed so i put it up in "code" tags
Code:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YRo9kMPdKaw
You can fake it for a while,
Bite your tongue and smile,
Like every mother does an ugly child.
But the stars are leaking out,
Like spittle from a cloud,
Amassed resentment counting ounce and pound.
You're entertaining any doubt,
Because you had to know that I was fond of you,
Fond of Y-O-U,
Though I knew you masked your disdain.
I can see that change was just too hard for us,
Hard for us.
You always had to hold the reigns,
But where I'm headed, you just don't know the way.
So affections fade away,
And do adults just learn to play
The most ridiculous, repulsive games?
On the faith of ruddy sons,
And the double-barreled guns,
You better hurry,
Rabbit, run, run, run.
'Cause meeting you was fun,
And there's a lot of hungry howlers in this one cell.
We're taking it over,
Their brittle, thorny stems,
They break before they bend,
And neither one of us is one of them.
And the tails will never mend,
'Cause you had it in for me so long ago.
Boy, I still don't know,
I don't know why and I don't care,
Well, hardly anymore,
If you'd only seen yourself hating me.
Hating me,
When I've been so much more than fair.
But then you had to lay those feelings bare,
One thing I know still got you scared,
You're all that cold iron,
And never once aired of our dead.
You had to know that I was fond of you,
Fond of Y-O-U.
So I took your licks at the time,
And to change like that is just so hard to do,
Hard to do.
Don't let it whip-crack your life,
And bow out from the fight,
'Cause oh, how your sisters will write.
The worst part is over,
Now, get back on that horse and ride. -
Colorado Dolfan ...dirty drownin' man?
Bloodhound Gang - No Hard Feelings
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Do you ever walk alone
Like a drifter in the dark
Seeking out what isn't there
Looking only for a spark
From a girl who's all alone
Maybe she's a driftin' too
Like a shadow in the night
Waitin just to be with you
And then perhaps in love we'll stay
Or fall and go your seperate ways
Still searchin' for a spark
Like a drifter in the dark -
Mentors - Sandwhich of Love ( A love song)
It´s the sandwich of love, one below and one above
In the sandwich of love, crustin´ and grossin´
She hasn´t been laid in days
Now she´s covered in Mayonnaise
She´s a woman with no soul
She´s got a guy in every hole
This is fun and sweet
We´re the buns and she´s the meat
In the sandwich of love, one below and one above
Over her body we shall roam
Let´s hope she used birth-control foam
Even if she didn´t who cares
When we play our musical chairs
Crustin´, grossin´,maxin´...
It´s the sandwich of love, it´s the sandwich of love
One below and one above
In the sandwich of love, crustin´ and grossin´
Come on guys, let´s put on a rubber
And dig into her blubber
Duce has to prove to be crass
He sticks his dick right up her ***
Sickie goes for a mount up front
He sticks his throbbing sickle in her ****
Mr. can´t was recovering from mace
So he sat on her head and jacked in her face
In the sandwich of love, one below and one above
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Colorado Dolfan ...dirty drownin' man?
NIN - Everyday is Exactly the Same
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Hanging out with the horny girls The Scabs
Hanging out with the horny girls
That was kinda cool
There was nothing I could think of
That they wouldn't do
They were quite bisexual
And they were kind of nasty
They were always naked
And they took a lot of xtc
Hanging out with the horny girls
Was better in my head
I tried to order pizza
But they tied me to the bed
It was quite an adventure
And I think I got the clap
They put their fingers in my butthole
I couldn't take a nap
Hanging out with the horny girls
I nearly peed my pants
When both there boyfriends
Showed up at my house to kick my ***
But if I had a nickel
For everytime they ate each other out
I'd have about 85 cents -
Copperhead Road
(Steve Earle)
Well my name's John Lee Pettimore
Same as my daddy and his daddy before
You hardly ever saw Grandaddy down here
He only came to town about twice a year
He'd buy a hundred pounds of yeast and some copper line
Everybody knew that he made moonshine
Now the revenue man wanted Grandaddy bad
He headed up the holler with everything he had
It's before my time but I've been told
He never came back from Copperhead Road
Now Daddy ran the whiskey in a big block Dodge
Bought it at an auction at the Mason's Lodge
Johnson County Sheriff painted on the side
Just shot a coat of primer then he looked inside
Well him and my uncle tore that engine down
I still remember that rumblin' sound
Well the sheriff came around in the middle of the night
Heard mama cryin', knew something wasn't right
He was headed down to Knoxville with the weekly load
You could smell the whiskey burnin' down Copperhead Road
I volunteered for the Army on my birthday
They draft the white trash first,'round here anyway
I done two tours of duty in Vietnam
And I came home with a brand new plan
I take the seed from Colombia and Mexico
I plant it up the holler down Copperhead Road
Well the D.E.A.'s got a chopper in the air
I wake up screaming like I'm back over there
I learned a thing or two from ol' Charlie don't you know
You better stay away from Copperhead Road
Copperhead Road
Copperhead Road
Copperhead Road