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David Bowie - Ziggy Stardust

Ziggy played guitar, jammin' good with Weird and Gilly,
The spiders from Mars, he played it left hand
But made it too far
Became the special man, then we were Ziggy's band
Ziggy really sang, screwed up eyes and screwed down hairdo
Like some cat from Japan, he could lick 'em by smiling
He could leave 'em to hang
Came on so loaded man, well hung and snow white tan
So where were the spiders while the fly tried to break our balls
Just a beer light to guide us
So we bitched about his fans and should we crush his sweethands?
Ziggy played for time, jiving us that we was voodoo
The kids was just crass. He was the nazz
With God given butt
He took it all too far, but boy could he play guitar
Making love with his ego, Ziggy sucked up into his mind
Like a leper messiah
When the kids had killed the man I had to break up the band
Ziggy Played Guitar!!!

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Dr. Feelgood

Rat-tailed Jimmy is a second hand hood
He deals out in Hollywood
Got a '65 Chevy, primered flames
Traded for some powdered goods
Jigsaw Jimmy He's runnin' a gang
But I hear he's doin' o.k.
Got a cozy little job, sells the Mexican mob
Packages of candycaine

He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood
He's the one that makes ya feel alright
He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood

Cops on the corner always ignore
Somebody's getting paid
Jimmy's got it wired, law's for hire
Got it made in the shade
Got a little hideaway, does business all day
But at night he'll always be found
Selling sugar to the sweet
People on the street
Call this Jimmy's town

He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood
He's the one that makes ya feel alright
He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood
He's gonna be your Frankenstein I've got one thing you'll understand
He's not what you'd call a glamorous man
Got one thing that's easily understood
He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood

He'll tell you he's the king
Of thes barrio streets
Moving up to shangri-la
Came by his wealth as a matter of luck
Says he never broke no law
Two time loser running out of juice
Time to move out quick
Heard a rumour going round
Jimmy's going down
This time it's gonna stick

He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood
He's the one that makes ya feel alright
He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood
He's gonna be your Frankenstein

Let him soothe your soul, just take his hand
Some people call him an evil man
Let him introduce himself real good
He's the only one they call "Feelgood"

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Ben Folds - "Rockin' the Suburbs"

Let me tell y'all what it's like,
Being male, middle-class and white.
It's a bitch, if you don't believe, listen up to my new CD.

I got sh*t running throught my brain,
It's so intense that I can't explain.
All alone in my white-boy pain,
Shake your booty while the band complains.

I'm rockin the suburbs, just like Michael Jackson did,
I'm rockin the suburbs, except that he was talented.
I'm rockin the suburbs, I take the cheques and face the facts,
That some producer with computers fixes all my sh*tty tracks.

I'm pissed off, but I'm too polite,
When people break in the McDonald's line.
Mom and Dad you made me so uptight,
I'm gonna cuss on the mic tonight.
I don't know how much I can take,
Girl, give me something I can break.

I'm rockin the suburbs, just like Quiet Riot did,
I'm rockin the suburbs, except that they were talented.
I'm rockin the suburbs, I take the cheques and face the facts,
That some producer with computers fixes all my sh*tty tracks.

In a haze these days, I pull up to the stop light,
I can feel that something's not right.
I can feel that someone's blasting me with hate,
And bass, sendin dirty vibes my way.
Coz my Great, Great, Great, Great, Grandad,
Made someone's Great, Great, Great, Great Grandaddies slaves.
It wasn't my idea, it wasn't my idea, never was my idea.

I just drove to the store for some Preparation-H.
Y'all don't know what it's like, being male, middle-class and white,
Y'all don't know what it's like, being male, middle-class and white.
Y'all don't know what it's like, being male, middle-class and white,
Y'all don't know what it's like, being male, middle class and white.

It gets me real pissed off, it makes me wanna say,
It gets me real pissed off and it makes me wanna say,
It gets me real pissed off and it makes me wanna say,
F*ck!

Just like Jon Bon Jovi did, I'm rockin the suburbs,
Except that he was talented, I'm rockin the suburbs.
I take the cheques and face the facts,
That some producer with computers fixes all my sh*tty tracks.

These days, yeah-yeah, I'm rockin the suburbs,
Yeah-yeah, I'm rockin the suburbs, yeah-yeah.
You'd better look out, because I'm gonna say f*ck,
You'd better look out, because I'm gonna say f*ck.
You'd better look out, because I'm gonna say f*ck,
You'd better look out, because I'm gonna say f*ck.



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KMFDM - "Sucks"


we like talkin' dirty
we smoke and we drink
we're kmfdm and all other bands stink

our music is sampled
totally fake
it's done by machines 'coz they don't make mistakes

we don't have no lyrics
our message is nil
we hate all dj's
they're makin' us ill

whatever we tell 'ya
is meant to be crap
we hate all music and especially rap

we don't like michael jackson
we hate depeche mode
we don't care for madonna or kylie minogue

our records have stickers with a warning from tipper
'coz they're no good for kids
if we'd get her we'd strip her

kmfdm forward the ultimate sound
and a message from satan
if you turn it around

you might think we're stupid
but we're way above it
we don't give a sh*t
and the kids just love it

we wouldn't sell to a major for a couple of bucks
no doubt about it kmfdm sucks

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Episode IV - Jimmy Eat World

Episode IV leads us away from here.
don't expect to find what you're (looking to).
i can see the light leading away from you.
let's disappear, we'll take a trip of no return to outer space.
and swim in pools which keep us warm, cleaned off the sand from off your feet.
we'll dance off time to the songs we've never liked.
and sing off key thinking it sounds all right.
and you know I almost lost my will to live.
(we're sure) you tell time in your.
episode IV leads us away from here.
don't expect to find what you're (looking to).
let's disappear, both take a trip of no return to outer space.
and swim in pools which keep us warm, cleaned off the sand from off your feet.
we'll dance off time to the songs we've never liked.
and sing off key thinking it sounds all right.
and you know I almost lost my will to live.
(we'll show) and tell time one more time.
and you know I almost lost my will to live.
(we'll show) and tell time to your friends.


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Deep Purple- Highway Star

Nobody gonna take my car
I'm gonna race it to the ground
Nobody gonna beat my car
It's gonna break the speed of sound
Oooh it's a killing machine
It's got everything
Like a driving power big fat tyres
and everything

I love it and I need it
I bleed it yeah it's a wild hurricane
Alright hold tight
I'm a highway star

Nobody gonna take my girl
I'm gonna keep her to the end
Nobody gonna have my girl
She stays close on every bend
Oooh she's a killing machine
She's got everything
Like a moving mouth body control
and everything

I love her I need her
I seed her
Yeah She turns me on
Alright hold on tight
I'm a highway star

Nobody gonna take my head
I got speed inside my brain
Nobody gonna steal my head
Now that I'm on the road again
Oooh I'm in heaven again I've got everything
Like a moving ground an open road
and everything

I love it and I need it
I seed it
Eight cylinders all mine
Alright hold on tight
I'm a highway star

Nobody gonna take my car
I'm gonna race it to the ground
Nobody gonna beat my car
It's gonna break the speed of sound
Oooh it's a killing machine
It's got everything
Like a driving power big
fat tyres and everything

I love it and I need it
I bleed it
Yeah it's a wild hurricane
Alright hold on tight
I'm a highway star
I'm a highway star
I'm a highway star

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Motley Crue- Wild Side

Kneel down ye sinners, to
Streetwise religion
Greed’s been crowned the new king
Hollywood dream teens
Yesterday’s trash queens
Save the blessings for the final ring--amen

Wild side

I carry my crucifix
Under my deathlist
Forward my mail to me in hell
Liars and the martyrs
Lost faith in the father
Long lost in the wishing well

Wild side

Fallen angels
So fast to kill
Thy kingdom come on the wild side
Our father
Who ain’t in heaven
Be thy name on the wild side

Holy mary
Mother may i
Pray for us on the wild side
Wild side, wild side

Name dropping no-names
Glamorize cocaine
Puppets with strings of gold
East l.a. at midnight
Papa won’t be home tonight
Found dead with his best friend’s wife

Wild side

Fatal strikes
We lie on the wild side
No escape
Murder rape
Doing time on the wild side
A baby cries
A cop dies
A day’s pay on the wild side
Wild side, wild side
Tragic life on the wild side
Wild side, wild side
Kickin’ a$$ on the wild side

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I'm looking outside of my windows
The view that I see
Is a child and mama
And the child is begging for money
Tell me why, tell me why
The woman is blind is she so broke
The kid's dealing crime
It's such a beautiful city
But the world is burning it down

Yea yea yea yea yea yea
Yea yea yea yea yea yea
It's such a beautiful city
But the world is it burning down

I go to my room to turn on the T.V
I sit myself down
And I start laughing hard
'Cause this man he's asking for money
He sats "if you send me lots of cash I'll send you
Stuff to make you rich fast"
It's such a wonderful country
But the man he's burning it down

Yea yea yea yea yea yea
Yea yea yea yea yea yea
It's such a wonderful country
But the man he's burning it down
Yea yea yea yea yea yea
Yea yea yea yea yea yea
And it's burning down
And it's called the U.S of A.

One day I'm going to have lots of money
But I'll have to give up
For this rich society
Oh please Mr. President will you lend me a future
'Cause you'll just get it back
From the little blind woman
With the kid on the corner
And the people all over, doin' crack

Yea yea yea yea yea yea
Yea yea yea yea yea yea
It's such a wonderful country
But the man he's burning it down
Yea yea yea yea yea yea
Yea yea yea yea yea yea
And it's burning down
And it's called the U.S of A.

I'm walking outside on a sunny day
With no one around
And I wonder what's wrong
The I hear this loud piercing siren
Oh my God the bomb has just dropped
And everybody climbed right on top
Screaming, what a wonderful country
But the man he's burning it down

Yea yea yea yea yea yea
Yea yea yea yea yea yea
It's such a wonderful country
But the man he's burning it down
Yea yea yea yea yea yea
Yea yea yea yea yea yea
And it's burning down
And it's called the U.S of A.


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I hear people saying we don't need this war
I say there's some things worth fighting for
What about our freedom and this piece of ground?
We didn't get to keep 'em by backing down
They say we don't realize the mess we're getting in
Before you start preaching
Let me ask you this my friend

Have you forgotten how it felt that day
To see your homeland under fire
And her people blown away?
Have you forgotten when those towers fell?
We had neighbors still inside
Going through a living hell
And you say we shouldn't worry 'bout Bin Laden
Have you forgotten?

They took all the footage off my T.V.
Said it's too disturbing for you and me
It'll just breed anger that's what the experts say
If it was up to me I'd show it every day
Some say this country's just out looking for a fight
After 9/11 man I'd have to say that's right

Have you forgotten how it felt that day
To see your homeland under fire
And her people blown away?
Have you forgotten when those towers fell?
We had neighbors still inside
Going through a living hell
And we vowed to get the ones behind Bin Laden
Have you forgotten?

I've been there with the soldiers
Who've gone away to war
And you can bet that they remember
Just what they're fighting for

Have you forgotten all the people killed?
Yes, some went down like heroes in that Pennsylvania field
Have you forgotten about our Pentagon?
All the loved ones that we lost
And those left to carry on
Don't you tell me not to worry 'bout Bin Laden
Have you forgotten?

Have you forgotten?
Have you forgotten?


by Darryl Worley

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That reminded me of a little song I heard not too long ago that also made me want to vomit.

I've got a bright red sticker on the back of my car,
Says: "United States Marines."
An' yesterday a lady in a mini-van,
Held up her middle finger at me.
Does she think she knows what I stand for,
Or the things that I believe?
Just by looking at a sticker for the US Marines,
On the bumper of my S.U.V.

See, my brother Chris, he's been in,
For more than 14 years now.
Our Dad was in the Navy during Vietnam,
Did his duty, then he got out.
And my Grandpa earned his Purple Heart,
On the beach of Normandy.
That's why I've got a sticker for the US Marines,
On the bumper of my S.U.V.

But that doesn't mean that I want war:
I'm not Republican or Democrat.
But I've gone all around this crazy world,
Just to try to better understand.
An' yes, I do have questions:
I get to ask them because I'm free.
That's why I've got a sticker for the US Marines,
On the bumper of my S.U.V.

'Cause I've been to Hiroshima,
An' I've been to the DMZ.
I've walked on the sand in Baghdad,
Still don't have all of the answers I need.
But I guess I wanna know where she's been,
Before she judges and gestures to me,
'Cause she don't like my sticker for the US Marines,
On the bumper of my S.U.V.

So I hope that lady in her mini-van,
Turns on her radio and hears this from me.
As she picks up her kids,
From their private school,
An' drives home safely on our city streets.
Or to the building where her church group meets:
Yeah, that's why I've got a sticker for the US Marines,
On the bumper of my S.U.V.

by Chely Wright



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Maybe you should get that looked at.

Ah, damn, we got a lot of stupid poeple
Doing a lot of stupid things
Thinking a lot of stupid thoughts
And if you want to see one
Just look in the mirror

Gotta kill Captain Stupid, can't you see him
Today we start the new way, we're Suicidal
Gotta kill the old way, we'll make it better
Won't you join our mission, don't be stupid
Got to kill Captain Stupid
Gotta kill Captain Stupid

Brothers killing brothers, what up with that?
Can't you see they're laughing, that ain't funny
Babies making babies, that ain't love
You just got screwed over, get some respect

Got to kill Captain Stupid

And I don't understand why
People be bringin' Captain Stupid in their lives
Treating him like a superhero
Glorifying him when he ain't nothing but a superpunk
And you see, you're the one who's gonna have to stop him
'Cause you're the one that started him

Oh, what's that?
So how you say life sucks
Well, ninety-nine percent of it's
What you make of it...
So if your life sucks, you suck

What's that crap you're smoking, playing the fool
Waste your life for nothing, when you're something
What the hell you thinking, mind pollution
Got to get back control, it's your life fool

What's that now?
Ah, so you scared to do something about it
Well, you better be scared not to do something about it
'Cause if you don't kill Captain Stupid
Captain Stupid gonna kill you
Got to kill Captain Stupid - fool


Suicidal Tendencies

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Lyrics from the Ladder To Heaven Tribute Song by Alan Jackson:
Where were you, when they built that ladder to heaven?
Did it make you feel like Crying?
Or did ya think it was kinda gay?
Well I for one, believe in that ladder to heaven.
Oh yeah yeah yeah. 9-11 [the townsfolk begin to cry]
I said 9-11, 9-11, 9-11, Ni-hi, hi-hine___
Eleven

Where were you when they ran out of stuff to build the ladder to heaven?
Where were you when they saved that ladder to heaven?
Where were you when they decided heaven was a more intangible idea 'n you couldn't, you couldn't really get there?[walks up to the boys] You little bastards ruined my latest song! [drives his guitar into the snow, breaking it, then walks away]

Have you forgotten how it felt that day
To see your homeland under fire
And her people blown away?
Have you forgotten when those towers fell?
We had neighbors still inside
Going through a living hell
And you say we shouldn't worry 'bout Bin Laden
Have you forgotten?

#1. Yeah, we forgot about 9/11.
#2. I'd like to know who's the moron telling this guy that "we shouldn't worry 'bout Bin Laden?" Has Mr. Worley been talking to President Bush???

March 13, 2002, according to The Washington Post and videotape aired by CNN. Asked about the hunt for bin Laden, he replied, "You know, I just don't spend that much time on him, we haven't heard much from him ... And I wouldn't necessarily say he's at the center of any command structure. And, again, I don't know where he is. I — I'll repeat what I said. I truly am not that concerned about him."

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I thought this might be of interest.
A site where you get the lyrics and what people think the song is about. Check it out. Thousands of songs. Kinda neet.

SongMeanings

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Run Like Hell
Pink Floyd

You better make your face up,
In your favorite disguise,
With your button-down lips,
And your roller blind eyes.
With your empty smile,
And your hungry heart,
Feel the bile rising,
From your guilty past.
With your nerves in tatters,
As the cockleshell shatters,
And the hammers batter,
Down your door,
You better run.

You better run all day,
And run all night.
And keep your dirty feelings deep inside.
And if you’re taking your girlfriend out tonight,
You better park the car well out of sight.
’cause if they catch you in the back seat,
Trying to pick her locks,
They’re gonna send you back to mother,
In a cardboard box.
You better run!

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

Hey megalomaniac
You're no Jesus
Yeah, you're no flicking Elvis
Wash your hands clean of yourself baby
Step down
Step down

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

Hey megalomaniac
You're no Jesus
Yeah, you're no flicking Elvis
Wash your hands clean of yourself baby
Step down
Step down

Yeah
You're no Jesus
You're not Elvis

You're no answer!!

Hey megalomaniac
You're no Jesus
Yeah, you're no flicking Elvis
Wash your hands clean of yourself baby
Step down

HA! You're no flicking Elvis?

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KMFDM
Megalomaniac


Die wunder dieser welt werden dir geschenkt
Gluck ist nicht kauflich sehnsucht bleibt unerreicht
Preisratsel
Winken nimmersatt
Kein mitleid fur die mehrheit

Nihilistic mystics
Apostolic alcoholics
Messianic manics
Cataclysmic and prolific

In the age of super-boredom
Hype and mediocrity
Celebrate relentlessness
Menace to society

Refuse is our inspiration
Terrorism our trade
Sabotage and piracy
Chaos our mental state

Mesmerizing festering
Intended for the faint of heart
Cultish and anthemic
Untill death do us part

Like a fiendish tropic virus
Spitting bile at all you whores
Razor-sharp tongue-in-cheek
Poking in your open sores

A wolf in sheep's clothing
The ultimate disgrace
Wrapped up as a gift of god
Exploding in your face

This is counter culture from the underground
Eternal revolution this is our sound
KMFDM better than the best
Megalomanical and harder than the rest

Wenn der untergrund bebt ist die ordnung erschuttert
Der verrat an der seele macht leben ungesund
Mit unshlagbaren reimen werden wir uns vertreiben
Die zeit der langen weile bis zum grossen bums



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If you like to gamble,
I tell you I'm your man.
You win some, lose some;
All the same to me.
The pleasure is to play,
Makes no difference what you say.
I don't share your greed,
The only card I need is

The ace of spades.

Playing for the high one,
Dancing with the devil,
Going with the flow,
It's all a game to me.
Seven or eleven?
Snake eyes watching you.
Double up or quit,
Double stake or split.

The ace of spades.

You know I'm born to lose,
And gambling's for fools,
But that's the way I like it baby.
I don't wanna live for ever,
And don't forget the joker!

Pushing up the ante,
I know you've got to see me.
Read 'em and weep,
The dead man's hand again.
I see it in your eyes.
Take one look and die.
The only thing you see,
You know it's gonna be,

The ace of spades.




~Motorhead - Ace Of Spades~

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PINK FLOYD- Dogs


You gotta be crazy, you gotta have a real need
You gotta sleep on your toes, and when you're on the street
You gotta be able to pick out the easy meat with your eyes closed
And then moving in silently, down wind and out of sight
You gotta strike when the moment is right without thinking.
And after a while, you can work on points for style
Like the club tie, and the firm handshake
A certain look in the eye, and an easy smile
You have to be trusted by the people that you lie to
So that when they turn their backs on you
You'll get the chance to put the knife in.
You gotta keep one eye looking over your shoulder
You know it's going to get harder, and harder, and harder as you get older
And in the end you'll pack up, fly down south
Hide your head in the sand
Just another sad old man
All alone and dying of cancer.
And when you loose control, you'll reap the harvest that you've sown
And as the fear grows, the bad blood slows and turns to stone
And it's too late to loose the weight you used to need to throw around
So have a good drown, as you go down, alone
Dragged down by the stone.
I gotta admit that I'm a little bit confused
Sometimes it seems to me as if I'm just being used
Gotta stay awake, gotta try and shake off this creeping malaise
If I don't stand my own ground, how can I find my way out of this maze?
Deaf, dumb, and blind, you just keep on pretending
That everyone's expendable and no-one has a real friend
And it seems to you the thing to do would be to isolate the winner
And everythings done under the sun
And you believe at heart, everyone's a killer.
Who was born in a house full of pain
Who was trained not to spit in the fan
Who was told what to do by the man
Who was broken by trained personnel
Who was fitted with collar and chain
Who was given a pat on the back
Who was breaking away from the pack
Who was only a stranger at home
Who was ground down in the end
Who was found dead on the phone
Who was dragged down by the stone.

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Papa Roach - Last Resort



Cut my life into pieces
I've reached my last resort, suffocation, no breathing
Don't give a f*ck if I cut my arms bleeding
Would it be wrong, would it be right
If I took my life tonight, chance are that I might
Mutilation out of sight and I'm contemplating suicide
Cause I'm losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
Nothing's alright, nothing is fine
I'm running and I'm crying
I never realized I was spread too thin
Till it was too late and I was empty within
Hungry, feeding on chaos and living in sin
Downward spiral, where do I begin
It all started when I lost my mother
No love for myself and no love for another
Searching to find a love upon a higher level
Finding nothing but questions and devils
Cause I'm losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
Nothing's alright, nothing is fine
I'm running and I'm crying
I can't go on living this way

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soon i discovered that this rock thing was true
jerry lee lewis was the devil
jesus was an architect previous to his career as a prophet
all of a sudden, i found myself in love with the world
so there was only one thing that i could do
was ding a ding dang my dang a long ling long

ding dang a dong bong bing bong
ticky ticky thought of a gun
everytime i try to do it all now baby
am i on the run
why why why why why baby
if it's so evil then?
give me my time, with all my power
give it to me all again (wow)
ding a ding a dang a dong dong ding dong
every where i go

everytime you tell me baby
when i settle down
got to get me a trailer park
and hold my world around
why why why why?

ding ding donga dong dong ding dong
dingy dingy son of a gun
half my time i tell you baby
never am I all for sure
why why why why why baby
sicky sicky from within
everytime I stick my finger on in ya
you're a wild wild little town bitch
now how 'bout ding a dang dong dong dong ling long
dingy a dingy dong a down

everytime you tell me baby
when i settle down
got to get me a trailer park
and hold my world around
why why why why?

in my dang a ding a ding a ding dong
a sticky sticky son of a gun
ding a danga danga dong dong ding dong
why why never know
why why wack a dong a dang ding dong
then you take it on the bill
ding dang dong don't dong
whoa!

i wanna love ya!

why why why, why why darling
do you do you tell me to play?
half the time I talk about it all now baby
you know what I'm talkin' about I said
why why why it'll
ticky ticky ticky ticky
son of a gun
ding ding dong a bong bong bing bong
ticky ticky thought of a gun

bing bing bang a bang a bang bing bong bing a bing bang a bong
binga bing a bang a bong bong bing bong bing banga bong

bing bing bang a bong bong bing bing binga binga banga bong
bing bing bang a bang bang bing bong

aarrrhhhh...

ding dang a dang bong bing bong
ticky ticky thought of a gun
everytime I try to do it all now baby
am I on the run
why why why
it'll ticky ticky ticky ticky ticky ticky
dawn of a gun
bing bing bang a bong a bong bing bang a
ticky ticky thought of a gun
bing bip bip a bop bop boom bam
ticky ticky through the day

if you got a doubt 'bout baby
the memory is on the bed
why why why why why
darlin' uh it don't know
when my time is on
might tell me never do it on his own
if my time was all as is yours
make me burn a wish
when my time with you is brutish
no I'll never not ever

why why why why why why baby heavy hell
alone and it's here it's this thunder
the thunder oh thunder
oh!

jesus built my car
it's a love affair
mainly jesus and my hot rod

yeah, fuk it!


~Ministry - Jesus Built My Hotrod~

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What do you mean, "I don't believe in God"?
I talk to him every day.
What do you mean, "I don't support your system"?
I go to court when I have to.
What do you mean, "I can't get to work on time"?
I got nothing better to do
And, what do you mean, "I don't pay my bills"?
Why do you think I'm broke? Huh?

If there's a new way,
I'll be the first in line.
But, it better work this time.

What do you mean, "I hurt your feelings"?
I didn't know you had any feelings.
What do you mean, "I ain't kind"?
I'm just not your kind.
What do you mean, "I couldn't be president, of the United States of America"?
Tell me something, it's still "We the people", right?

If there's a new way
I'll be the first in line,
But, it better work this time.

Can you put a price on peace?
Peace,
Peace sells...,
Peace,
Peace sells...,
Peace sells...,but who's buying?
Peace sells...,but who's buying?


No, peace sells...


~Megadeth - peace sells~


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0 wrote: ~Ministry - Jesus Built My Hotrod~

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but on an unrealted note...




Dreaming of that face again.
It's bright and blue and shimmering.
Grinning wide
And comforting me with it's three warm and wild eyes.

On my back and tumbling
Down that hole and back again
Rising up
And wiping the webs and the dew from my withered eye.

In... Out... In... Out... In... Out...

A child's rhyme stuck in my head.
It said that life is but a dream.
I've spent so many years in question
to find I've known this all along.

"So good to see you.
I've missed you so much.
So glad it's over.
I've missed you so much
Came out to watch you play.
Why are you running?"

Shroud-ing all the ground around me
Is this holy crow above me.
Black as holes within a memory
And blue as our new second sun.
I stick my hand into his shadow
To pull the pieces from the sand.
Which I attempt to reassemble
To see just who I might have been.
I do not recognize the vessel,
But the eyes seem so familiar.
Like phosphorescent desert buttons
Singing one familiar song...

"So good to see you.
I've missed you so much.
So glad it's over.
I've missed you so much.
Came out to watch you play.
Why are you running away?"

Prying open my third eye.
So good to see you once again.
I thought that you were hiding.
And you thought that I had run away.
Chasing the tail of dogma.
I opened my eye and there we were.

So good to see you once again
I thought that you were hiding from me.
And you thought that I had run away.
Chasing a trail of smoke and reason.

Prying open my third eye.


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imigrant song: led zep

Ah,Ah

We come from the land of the ice and snow from the midnight sun where the hot springs blow

Hammer of the gods
will drive our ships to new land
to fight the horde
and sing and cry
Valhalla I am coming

On we sweep
with threshing oar
our only goal will be the western shore


AH,AH


We come from the land of the ice and snow from the midnight sun where the hot springs blow


How soft your fields so green
can whisper tales of gore
of how we calmed
the tides of war
we are your overlords


On we sweep
with threshing oar
our only goal will be the western shore


So now you'd better stop
and rebuild all your ruin
for peace and trust can win the day despite, despite all your losin



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Love is like a butterfly
As soft and gentle as a sigh
The multicolored moods of love are like its satin wings
Love makes your heart feel strange inside
It flutters like soft wings in flight
Love is like a butterfly, a rare and gentle thing
I feel it when you're with me
It happens when you kiss me
That rare and gentle feeling that I feel inside
Your touch is soft and gentle
Your kiss is warm and tender
Whenever I am with you I think of butterflies

Love is like a butterfly
The multicolored moods of love are like its satin wings
Love makes your heart feel strange inside
It flutters like soft wings in flight
Love is like a butterfly, a rare and gentle thing

Your laughter brings me sunshine
Everyday is spring time
And I am only happy when you are by my side
How precious is this love we share
How very precious, sweet and rare
Together we belong like daffodils and butterflies

Love is like a butterfly
As soft and gentle as a sigh
The multicolored moods of love are like its satin wings
Love makes your heart feel strange inside
It flutters like soft wings in flight
Love is like a butterfly, a rare and gentle thing

Love is like a butterfly, a rare and gentle thing



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Kmfdm
Glory

WAR AND SLAVERY
EXPLOITATION
THE COMMON BASIS OF A WESTERN NATION
OFFICIAL VERSION, A FALSIFIED STORY
THE TRUTH LIES BURIED IN A SHROUD OF GLORY

INFLUENTIAL PEOPLE AREN'T SERVING TIME
FOR BEING INVOLVED IN ORGANIZED CRIME
BUT STASHED AWAY IN BEAUTIFUL MANSIONS
GUESS WHO PROVIDES FOR THEIR GENEROUS PENSIONS

OPPRESSION, IGNORANCE, CENSORSHIP RULE
EDUCATION IS MORE THAN WHAT'S TAUGHT IN SCHOOL
FORCED IN A MOLD, HELD DOWN BY THREATS
DECISIONS ARE MADE OVER OUR HEADS

BUT THERE IS A WAY TO REFUSE AND RESIST
WE DON'T NEED TO BE RULED WITH THE IRON FIST
WE ARE THE PEOPLE, WE ARE STRONG
LET'S MAKE UP OUR MINDS AND PROVE'EM WRONG

BLACK MAN WHITE MAN YELLOW MAN
BLACK MAN WHITE MAN RIP THE SYSTEM

RELIGION AND TV, WE'RE UNDER THE THUMB
PRONE TO BELIEVE 'COZ WE'RE ALREADY NUMB

BUT THERE IS A WAY TO REFUSE AND RESIST
WE DON'T NEED TO BE RULED WITH THE IRON FIST
WE ARE THE PEOPLE, WE ARE STRONG
LET'S MAKE UP OUR MINDS AND PROVE'EM WRONG

BLACK MAN WHITE MAN YELLOW MAN
BLACK MAN WHITE MAN RIP THE SYSTEM

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