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Diablos

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My Morning Jacket - Steam Engine

so. I do believe. none of this is physical
at least not to me
so, I do believe
that anywhere it goes
t's always with me
it's not the dream
that makes you weak
it's not the night that makes you sleep
but it's a voice. and it's a choice
to call you out. or stay at home
so! I do believe
none of this is physical
at least not to me
so I do believe
that anywhere it goes
it's always with me
it's not the beast. it's not the sheets
so soft and warm. all over me
but it's the touch. you need so much
to move around on this green earth
take your money and your drugs
take your money and your drugs

to anyone who wondered
what old jebus meant to me
take him out to go diving
in red patoka sea
the brain melts in the twilight
with the boar and moving trees
your skin looks good in moonlight
and god damn those shaky knees
the fact that my heart's beating
is all the proof you need


It's not that I relate to a personal experience or something, but holy crap, those lyrics are deep.
 

Greekboy

Banned
Good times for a change.
See, the luck I've had
could make a good man
turn bad.
So please, please, please
let me, let me, let me
let me get what I want
this time.

Haven't had a dream in a long time.
See, the life I've had
could make a good man bad
So for once in my life,
let me get what I want.
Lord knows it would be the first time.
Lord knows it would be the first time.
 

drohne

hyperbolically metafictive
Life is like a hurricane here in Duckburg

Race cars, lasers, aeroplanes - it's a duck blur

You might solve a mystery or rewrite history



Duck Tales, Oo-oo

Tales of derring-do, bad and good luck tales, oo-oo



D-d-d-danger, watch behind you - there's a stranger out to find you

What to do? Just grab onto some Duck Tales, oo-oo!

Not pony tails or cotton tails but Duck Tales, oo-oo!



When it seems they're headed for the final curtain

Bold deduction never fails, that's for certain

The worst of messes become successes!



Duck Tales, Oo-oo

Tales of derring-do, bad and good luck tales, oo-oo

Not pony tails or cotton tails but Duck Tales, oo-oo!




incidentally, that "headed for the final curtain" verse doesn't sound familiar. possibly these lyrics are from some coveted EXTENDED VERSION of the ducktales theme. WHOA.
 

Ryck

Member
Tiger army- Wander alone



I´ve done so much wrong, so now I wander
Just trying to get along, there´s no peace for me
This tattooed tear, it falls forever from my eye

Deep in my heart, is pain and anguish
Forced down it explodes violence and anger
You get a bitter taste of what it´s like to live my life

So now I wander alone, without no one...
There´s just this pain in my heart
There is no place that I can go...
And so it´s come be-
Shards of broken dreams are cutting me apart

Thinking of before this path was chosen
A time of great promise, that´s now been wasted
There is no turning back as regret chokes me soul

In a violent world, hate makes you harder
We all want to be loved, but we don´t know how-
How do you make right that which can never be undone?
 

way more

Member
Elliot Smith - Needle in the Hay

Your hand on his arm
The hay stack charm around your neck
Strung out and thin
Calling some friend trying to cash some check
He’s acting dumb
That’s what you’ve come to expect

Needle in the hay
Needle in the hay
Needle in the hay
Needle in the hay

He’s wearing your clothes
Head down to toes a reaction to you
You say you know what he did
But you idiot kid
You don’t have a clue
Sometimes they just get caught in the eye
You’re pulling him through

Needle in the hay
Needle in the hay
Needle in the hay
Needle in the hay

Now on the bus
Nearly touching this dirty retreat
Falling out 6th and Powell a dead sweat in my teeth
Gonna walk walk walk
Four more blocks plus one in my break
Down downstairs to the man
He’s gonna make it all ok
I can’t beat myself
I can’t beat myself
And I don’t want to talk
I’m taking the cure so I can be quiet
Whenever I want
So leave me alone
You ought to be proud that I’m getting good marks


Needle in the hay
Needle in the hay
Needle in the hay
Needle in the hay
 

jenov4

Member
Gummi Bears Theme Song

Dashing and daring,
Courageous and caring,
Faithful and friendly,
With stories to share.
All through the forest,
They sing out in chorus,
Marching along,
As their song fills the air.

Gummi Bears,
Bouncing here and there and everywhere.
High adventure that's beyond compare,
They are the Gummi Bears.

Magic and mystery,
Are part of their history,
Along with the secret,
Of gummiberry juice.
Their legend is growing,
They take pride in knowing,
They'll fight for what's right,
In whatever they do.

Gummi Bears,
Bouncing here and there and everywhere.
High adventure that's beyond compare,
They are the Gummi Bears.
 

Diablos

Member
Spinning dreams with angel wings
torn blue jeans + a foolish grin
burning down in the night
so cool + so right
starpower starpower starpower
over me
she knows how to make love to me
she knows how to make love
close my eyes and think of you
everything turns black to blue
starpower starpower starpower
over me

burning down in the night
supercool it's alright
she knows how to make love to me
she knows how to make love
close my mind when i think of you
everything turns black to blue
starpower starpower starpower
over me
 

Lambtron

Unconfirmed Member
White Man said:
good things die
all the time
god bless your black heart
vengeance is mine

And a thumbs up to White Man. More from that album...

the pAper chAse - "Your Ankles To Your Earlobes"
Shame
Shame on you
And your sweet head on the pillow
Take the pills dear, let your hair grow
Take a knee
Believe you me
With ankles to your earlobs
Bite your lip, dear, make a wish, dear
Bless your heart
Bless your heart
Bless your heart

Pox
A pox on you
So what do you have to say for yourself when the gangbang's done?
No one's left to appease
Aren't you fetching
With finger cuffs and knock-knees make a warm bed for the Yankees
Bless your heart
Well bless your heart
Well bless your heart

Bless your heart, bless your heart, bless your heart, bless your heart
Well bless your heart!

So Abby
It's far too late for me
I left a notebook on the shelf
Just take the kids to save yourself
My litte Abby!
And soon they'll come for me
Just tell my son that I'm sorry
I'll disappear, you now are free

And Abby
It's far too late for me
I left a checkbook on the shelf
Just take the keys to save yourself
My little Abby!
I hope you die laughing
All fat and cheeky in your warm bed
The raven, the vulture won't circle your head
Sweet Queen Bee
I hope it comes quickly
I hope your thoughts don't drift to me
I'll die in here, you now are free!

You now are free
You now are free
You now are free
My precious thing
You now are free
You now are free
You now are free
MY PRECIOUS THING!!

While the lyrics are good, the delivery and the music absolutely make the pAper chAse. I command you to listen to this fucking album, it's amazing.
 

Mr Gump

Banned
I'll bring a bit of class to this thread.

Bitch please
I'm hotter than 400 degrees
The only time you use your mouth is when you get on your kness.
So don't speak you shouldn't be saying nothing at all
Cause it's hard to talk with a mouth full of dick and balls
So put it in your mouth and blow
Put it deep down in your thoat
Niggas like me don't wanna hear that shit so do what the fuck you been told
 

Jim Bowie

Member
Atom and His Package - The Palestinians are not the same as The Rebel Alliance, Jackass

You're so leftist!
You're so for peace!
You hate the death penalty,
But love it in the Middle East.
Don't know the facts,
Just "Catch Phrase Words",
No different than the nazi boneheads; the other side just got to you first.
Critical Thinking? No thanks, not at all.
Admit it! You just like the posters of men with machine guns on your wall.
Make you feel good?
Make you feel right?!?
Simplified complexity,
It's easy to cheer when it's in black and white.

Impressed with your badass,
I'm impressed with your defiance.
You do know that Palestinians are not the same thing as The Rebel Alliance?
Right?

Say stupid things!
HAHAHAHAHA
Nice education!
Add inane, hip arguments when it comes your turn,
All the while weakening and invalidating legit concerns.

Supposed to be critical!
Supposed to be cynical!
Blind Loyalty!
Jock-y Political!

Impressed with your badass,
I'm impressed with your defiance.
Now, you do know that Palestinians are not the same thing as The Rebel Alliance?
*dogs barking*
 

demon

I don't mean to alarm you but you have dogs on your face
ahh whatthefuck, current song I'm listening to! Such deep lyrics, too. :)


Buenas tardes amigo
Hola, my good friend
Cinco de Mayo's on Tuesday
And I hoped we'd see each other again

You killed my brother last winter
You shot him three times in the back
In the night I still hear mama weeping
Oh mama, still dresses in black

I looked at every fiesta
For you I wanted to greet
Maybe I'd sell you a chicken
With poison interlaced with the meat

You... you look like my brother
Mama loved him the best
He was head honcho with the ladies
Mama always said he was blessed

The village all gathered around him
They couldn't believe what they saw
I said it was you that had killed him
And that I'd find you and upstand the law

The people of the village believed me
Mama... she wanted revenge
I told her I'd see that she was honored
I'd find you and put you to death

So now... now that I've found you
On this such a joyous day
I tell you it was me who killed him
But the truth I'll never have to say

Buenas tardes amigo
Hola, my good friend
Cinco de Mayo's on Tuesday
And I hoped we'd see each other again
Yes, I hoped we'd see each other again
I hoped we'd see each other again
 

Shazapp

Member
I've seen the 'action'
All kinds of people
Seen things disgusting
I've seen it all

I've heard excuses
All kinds of stories
I've heard confessions
I've heard it all

They wrote bad poems
Painted bad pictures
They say we used them
I'm not sure

Some call it love and
Some call it affection
I don't believe it
It's all clean young flesh

And we all fall down
We all fall down

You say you want it
Dress to kill and kill me
We could play new games
And you could lose

Don't tell your mother
Or some jealous husband
Don't talk of love just
Send me a postcard

We need to feel it
We need to feel it
I've lost all patience
You'll lose all pride

I've no conversation
I've no good intentions
I've room for one more
I've room for you

They say we're 'corrupted'
They say we're 'disturbing'
I don't know
It must be true

They say we're 'reckless'
They say we're 'vicious'
It's just a rumour
We don't leave scars

She likes the movement
She likes the motion
She likes to whisper
But then she likes to scream

She likes the dancing
She likes the make up
She likes to forget
'bout everything
 

Lambtron

Unconfirmed Member
demon said:
ahh whatthefuck, current song I'm listening to! Such deep lyrics, too. :)


Buenas tardes amigo
Hola, my good friend
Cinco de Mayo's on Tuesday
And I hoped we'd see each other again

You killed my brother last winter
You shot him three times in the back
In the night I still hear mama weeping
Oh mama, still dresses in black

I looked at every fiesta
For you I wanted to greet
Maybe I'd sell you a chicken
With poison interlaced with the meat

You... you look like my brother
Mama loved him the best
He was head honcho with the ladies
Mama always said he was blessed

The village all gathered around him
They couldn't believe what they saw
I said it was you that had killed him
And that I'd find you and upstand the law

The people of the village believed me
Mama... she wanted revenge
I told her I'd see that she was honored
I'd find you and put you to death

So now... now that I've found you
On this such a joyous day
I tell you it was me who killed him
But the truth I'll never have to say

Buenas tardes amigo
Hola, my good friend
Cinco de Mayo's on Tuesday
And I hoped we'd see each other again
Yes, I hoped we'd see each other again
I hoped we'd see each other again

<3!
 
Boys: shoot to thrill from the hip.
This time we put the "act" in action.
We've tricked the pigs into thinking that this auction is a pageant.
In no time there will be makeup on our new set of cutlery.
The livestock is star struck.
They're all salivating like ravenous cartoons.
Goddamn animal.
You'd better watch where you spit.
Squeal like soft music.
If it helps, we'll dim the lights on the floor.
Neon bulbs are the cosmetics of swine.
Everybody looks quite dazzling, trussed up in their formal attire.
You'd make a great secret if I could keep you, but we all spill our guts.
We're locked and loaded.
Drip fed and bloated.
Our trigger fingers snagged in the mouse trap of the moment.
Turn the lights off on us, like a moth left in the cold.
In the dark, begging for more.
When the urgency strikes you, you'd better not lose your nerve.
It's the rush that the cockroaches get at the end of the world.
It's alright. It's alright.
There's a pail by the bed if you need one (but you're doing just fine).
When in Rome we shall do as the Romans, when in Hell we do shots at the bar.
Last call, kill it.
We don't think in terms of the morning afters, and we don't utter a single word of the night befores.
In the meantime we're just thoughtless incessant buzzing apparatus.
Disillusioned and lonelier than the last man standing.
It doesn't get any better than this so run like Hell.
So run like Hell. So run like Hell.
This is a rock and roll takeover.
Living each day one night at a time.
There were mercy fucks, there was blood.
You should have been there by my side.
This is passion, this is red handed denial.
I have no lover and she hasn't the prettiest eyes.
Last call, kill it.
 

Badabing

Time ta STEP IT UP
You got a one way ticket
On your last chance ride
Gotta one way ticket
To your suicide
Gotta one way ticket
An there's no way out alive
An all this crass communication
That has left you in the cold
Isn't much for consolation
When you feel so weak and old
But if home is where the heart is
Then there's stories to be told
No you don't need a doctor
No one else can heal your soul

Got your mind in submission
Got your life on the line
But nobody pulled the trigger
They just stepped aside
They be down by the water
While you watch 'em waving goodbye
They be callin' in the morning
They be hangin' on the phone
They be waiting for an answer
When you know nobody's home
And when the bell's stopped ringing
It was nobody's fault but your own

There were always ample warnings
There were always subtle signs
And you would have seen it comin'
But we gave you too much time
And when you said
That no one's listening
Why'd your best friend drop a dime
Sometimes we get so tired of waiting
For a way to spend our time

An "It's so easy" to be social
"It's so easy" to be cool
Yeah it's easy to be hungry
When you ain't got shit to lose
And I wish that I could help you
With what you hope to find
But I'm still out here waiting
Watching reruns of my life
When you reach the point of breaking
Know it's gonna take some time
To heal the broken memories
That another man would need
Just to survive
 
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