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over a year ago
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Oh Well - Fleetwood Mac
I can't help about the shape I'm in
I can't sing, I ain't pretty and my legs are thin
But don't ask me what I think of you
I might not give the answer that you want me to |
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Don't let this fickle flesh go to waste, for it keeps my heart and sound in it's place,and I will love with urgency but not with haste.
Mumford and sons |
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over a year ago
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"Don't let this fickle flesh go to waste, for it keeps my heart and sound in it's place,and I will love with urgency but not with haste.
Mumford and sons "
*soul |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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"I fucked a sheep and I fucked a goat
I rammed my cock right down its throat
SO WHAT
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xDvdfHvHsFo"
That takes me back to my yoof  |
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By *asilForty77Man
over a year ago
a hundred and sixty of us living in a small shoebox in the middle of the road |
Biggie Smalls Hypnotize
Tits and bras, menage-a-tois, sex in expensive cars
I still leave you on the pavement
Condo paid for, no car payment
At my arraignment, note for the plantiff
Your daughter's tied up in a Brooklyn basement (shhh) |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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He was just a lad of 15 years
Who barely fit his breeches.
A latter day Dick Wittington
Who dreamt of fame and riches.
His teachers took him to one side
And promised him the Earth
When all he really wanted was
A taste of wine and mirth.
They said "Attend our university,
Accept responsibility, chant our
Mantra of morality
Until your throat is sore.
A feast of knowledge this contrite
Could not suppress his appetite,
"Please sir, i want some more and more.
Christianity was apparent as a fallacy
The Devil take your Father, Son and Holy Ghost
The ones who have the answers
Are they that pipe the dancers,
Earth Mother, The Sun and The Furious Host.
I'll give the whole nation
A sound education.
Welcome to the school of hard knocks.
Where the ones who know the answers
Are they that take their chances.
For a small fish cast into an ocean
Full of unknown terrors
There's nothing much to smile at
In this comedy of errors.
Where streets aren't really
Paved with gold
And rags don't turn to riches
In this catalogue of disasters
The models are all bitches.
A Christ on every corner
For a coin he'll save your soul
But it's hard to be enlightened
When you're queueing for your dole.
When i think of all those shallow lies
They've fed me in the past
There's one thing that i must admit
They've taught me.
That is how to laugh at Christianity
It's nothing but a fallacy
The Devil take your Father, Son and Holy Ghost.
The ones who have the answers
Are they who pipe the dancers.
Earth Mother, The Sun and The Furious Host.
This one's for the teachers
Who want to be preachers.
Will God keep you warm
When you're cold?
You put those wracked
By malnutrition
Straight onto your diet of superstition.
(Skyclad, from the album Jonah's Ark)
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By (user no longer on site)
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Oh Well - Fleetwood Mac
I can't help about the shape I'm in
I can't sing, I ain't pretty and my legs are thin
But don't ask me what I think of you
I might not give the answer that you want me to"
Now when i talked to God
I knew he'd understand
He said "stick by me
And i'll be your guiding hand". |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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To anybody out there who still eats Twix?
Anybody on packets of Buttons?
I gave them up when I was six
I hope your teeth are rotten
The undertones
Ginger |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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I live a life that's surreal
Where all that I feel I am learning
Oh life, has been turned on the lathe
Reshaped with a flame that's still burning
Strange fruit - the flame still burns |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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Yes I'm thinking of this, yes I am, puddle town Tom was the underground.
Hold you tighter so close yes you Are, please hold on to the steel rail.
Colonel with gloves strauss leeches, he isn't loved on sundays mail. All the fives crock Henrietta she's a mean go getter got to write her a letter.
Syd Barrett. |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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From this dark cold hotel room
and the endlessness that you fear
you are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here
Sarah McLachlan |
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By *mmabluTV/TS
over a year ago
upton wirral |
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Oh Well - Fleetwood Mac
I can't help about the shape I'm in
I can't sing, I ain't pretty and my legs are thin
But don't ask me what I think of you
I might not give the answer that you want me to"
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‘And I wonder
When I sing along with you
If everything could ever feel this real forever
If anything could ever be this good again
The only thing I'll ever ask of you
You've got to promise not to stop when I say when
She sang’
My favouritest song in the world ever |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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Let's run away to sea,
Forever we'd be free,
Free to spend our whole lives running,
From people who would be,
The death of you and me,
'Cause I can feel the storm clouds coming.
I'm watching my TV,
Or is it watching me?
I see another new day dawning,
It's rising over me, with my mortality,
And I can feel the storm clouds,
Sucking up my soul.
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By (user no longer on site)
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Meanwhile, back in my dirty hotel room i slept. I dreamed that i was face to face with an amorous dragon who wanted to kill me and beckoned. I aproached, unsheathed and said "let's go". |
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By *emini ManMan
over a year ago
There and to the left a bit |
One of the finest examples of painting a picture with words from the Modfather himself:
The distant echo of faraway voices boarding faraway trains
To take them home to
the ones that they love and who love them forever
The glazed, dirty steps - repeat my own and reflect my thoughts
Cold and uninviting, partially naked
Except for toffee wrapers and this morning's papers
Mr. Jones got run down
Headlines of death and sorrow - they tell of tomorrow
Madmen on the rampage
And I'm down in the tube station at midnight
I fumble for change - and pull out the Queen
Smiling, beguiling
I put in the money and pull out a plum
Behind me
Whispers in the shadows - gruff blazing voices
Hating, waiting
"Hey boy" they shout "have you got any money?"
And I said "I've a little money and a take away curry,
I'm on my way home to my wife.
She'll be lining up the cutlery,
You know she's expecting me
Polishing the glasses and pulling out the cork"
And I'm down in the tube station at midnight
I first felt a fist, and then a kick
I could now smell their breath
They smelt of pubs and Wormwood Scrubs
And too many right wing meetings
My life swam around me
It took a look and drowned me in its own existence
The smell of brown leather
It blended in with the weather
It filled my eyes, ears, nose and mouth
It blocked all my senses
Couldn't see, hear, speak any longer
And I'm down in the tube station at midnight
I said I was down in the tube station at midnight
The last thing that I saw
As I lay there on the floor
Was "Jesus Saves" painted by an atheist nutter
And a British Rail poster read "Have an Awayday - a cheap holiday -
Do it today!"
I glanced back on my life
And thought about my wife
'Cause they took the keys - and she'll think it's me
And I'm down in the tube station at midnight
The wine will be flat and the curry's gone cold
I'm down in the tube station at midnight
Don't want to go down in a tube station at midnight |
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By (user no longer on site)
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Meanwhile, back in my dirty hotel room i slept. I dreamed that i was face to face with an amorous dragon who wanted to kill me and beckoned. I aproached, unsheathed and said "let's go". |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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Dylan - To Ramona
Your cracked country lips
I still wish to kiss
As to be under the strength of your skin
Your magnetic movements
Still capture the minutes I'm in
But it grieves my heart, love
To see you tryin' to be a part of
A world that just don't exist
It's all just a dream, babe
A vacuum, a scheme, babe
That sucks you into feelin' like this |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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So break yourself against my stones,
And spit your pity in my soul,
You never needed any help,
You sold me out to save yourself,
And I won't listen to your shame,
You ran away - you're all the same,
Angels lie to keep control
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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She seemed dressed in all of me,
Stretched across my shame,
All the torment and the pain,
Leaked through and covered me,
I'd do anything to have her to myself,
Just to have her for myself,
Now I don't know what to do,
I don't know what to do,
When she makes me sad.
She is everything to me,
The unrequited dream,
A song that no one sings,
The unattainable,
She's a myth that I have to believe in,
All I need to make it real is one more reason,
I don't know what to do,
I don't know what to do when she makes me sad. |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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The Magdalene Laundry - Joni Mitchell
I was an unmarried girl
I'd just turned twenty-seven
When they sent me to the sisters
For the way men looked at me
Branded as a Jezebel
I knew I was not bound for Heaven
I'd be cast in shame
Into the Magdalene laundries
Most girls come here pregnant
Some by their own fathers
Bridget got that belly by her parish priest
We're trying to get things white as snow
All of us woe-begotten-daughters
In the streaming stains
Of the Magdalene laundries
Prostitutes and destitutes
And temptresses like me
Fallen women
Sentenced into dreamless drudgery
Why do they call this heartless place
Our Lady of Charity?
Oh charity!
These bloodless brides of Jesus
If they had just once glimpsed their groom
Then they'd know, and they'd drop the stones
Concealed behind their rosaries
They wilt… |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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When your sparkle evades your soul
I'll be at your side to console
When your standing on the window ledge
I'll talk you back from the edge
I will turn your tide
Be your Shepard and your guide
When your lost in the deep and darkest place around
May my words walk you home safe and sound
When you say that I'm no good and you feel like walking
I need to make sure you know that's just the Prescription talking
When your feet decide to walk you on the wayward side
Up upon the stairs and down the downward slide
I will, I will turn your tide
Do all that I can to heal you inside
I'll be the angel on your shoulder
My name is Geraldine, I'm your social worker |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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Eatin’ Ain’t Cheatin’ by Steel Panther. First verse goes like this:
I went down on her last night
From what I understand baby that's alright
I didn't screw her and that's the truth but I eat that vagina through and through
She rocked my stick and I blew my load
But right after, honey, I came home
I love you better than all the rest but eating out weekly I can't resist
So if you want to come with me, I'll show you what I mean |
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By *SAchickWoman
over a year ago
Hillside desolate |
And if a double-decker bus
Crashes into us
To die by your side
Is such a heavenly way to die
And if a ten-ton truck
Kills the both of us
To die by your side
Well, the pleasure - the privilege is mine |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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Trudging slowly over wet sand
Back to the bench
Where your clothes were stolen
This is the coastal town
That they forgot to close down
Armageddon—come, Armageddon! Come, Armageddon! Come! |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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As sung by the legend that is Roger Daltrey.
No one knows what it's like, to be the bad man
To be the sad man, behind blue eyes
No one knows what it's like, to be hated
To be fated, to telling only lies
But my dreams they aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance, that's never free. |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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If you didn't care
What happened to me
And I didn't care for you
We would zig-zag our way
Through the boredom and pain
Occasionally glancing up through the rain
Wondering which of the
Buggers to blame
And watching the pigs on the wing
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By *ineMan
over a year ago
In cave behind a waterfall on a hill |
"And if a double-decker bus
Crashes into us
To die by your side
Is such a heavenly way to die
And if a ten-ton truck
Kills the both of us
To die by your side
Well, the pleasure - the privilege is mine"
But then a strange fear gripped ne and I just couldnt ask |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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Some days it's...
I count the corpses on my left
I find I'm not so tidy.
Bowie, run gun blues.
Other days...
Here I stand, foot in hand
Talking to my wall
Bowie, all the mad men
But most days...
Just a perfect day
Lou Read
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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Pack of smokes and a little bump of cocaine, help you feel not so strange...
Said old pa, she don't get off, unless somebody's standing near, and she'll s_ine once she's crossed the line, hands all tied to the chair.
Comes home on call, isn't that the piece, fingers in the dirt and he's spitting out his teeth. |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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Woke up the next morning
Nikki wasn't there
I looked all over and all I found
Was a phone number on the stairs
It said thank you 4 a funky time
Call me up whenever you want to grind
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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"Wats yours guys mine's
I was running down the road tryna loosen my load I've got 7 women on my mind Eagles x"
Love the song I’ve got a photo of myself ‘standing on the corner in Winslow - Arizona’
Mine . Life is a cigarette, you smoke till the end.
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves. Your lips move but I can't hear what your saying.
When I was a child a had a fever.
My hands felt just like two balloons. |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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My lover's got humour
She's the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody's disapproval
I should've worshipped her sooner
If the Heavens ever did speak
She is the last true mouthpiece
Every Sunday's getting more bleak
A fresh poison each week
'We were born sick, ' you heard them say it
My church offers no absolutes
She tells me 'worship in the bedroom'
The only heaven I'll be sent to
Is when I'm alone with you
I was born sick, but I love it
Command me to be well
Amen, Amen, Amen
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
If I'm a pagan of the good times
My lover's the sunlight
To keep the Goddess on my side
She demands a sacrifice
To drain the whole sea
Get something shiny
Something meaty for the main course
That's a fine looking high horse
What you got in the stable?
We've a lot of starving faithful
That looks tasty
That looks plenty
This is hungry work
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
No masters or kings when the ritual begins
There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin
In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
Only then I am human
Only then I am clean
Amen, Amen, Amen
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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My hi-fi is waiting for a new tune
My glass is waiting for some fresh ice cubes
I'm just sittin' here waiting for you
To come on home and turn me on, turn me on |
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By (user no longer on site)
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"My lover's got humour
She's the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody's disapproval
I should've worshipped her sooner
If the Heavens ever did speak
She is the last true mouthpiece
Every Sunday's getting more bleak
A fresh poison each week
'We were born sick, ' you heard them say it
My church offers no absolutes
She tells me 'worship in the bedroom'
The only heaven I'll be sent to
Is when I'm alone with you
I was born sick, but I love it
Command me to be well
Amen, Amen, Amen
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
If I'm a pagan of the good times
My lover's the sunlight
To keep the Goddess on my side
She demands a sacrifice
To drain the whole sea
Get something shiny
Something meaty for the main course
That's a fine looking high horse
What you got in the stable?
We've a lot of starving faithful
That looks tasty
That looks plenty
This is hungry work
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
No masters or kings when the ritual begins
There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin
In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
Only then I am human
Only then I am clean
Amen, Amen, Amen
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life"
 this song  |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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"I took a walk around the world to
Ease my troubled mind
I left my body lying somewhere
In the sands of time
I watched the world float to the dark
Side of the moon
I feel there is nothing I can do, yeah.."
Three Doors Down - Kryptonite. |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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To dream the impossible dream.
To fight the unbeatable foe.
To bear with unbearable sorrow.
To run where the brave dare not go.
To right the unrightable wrong.
To love pure and chaste from afar.
To try when your arms are too weary.
To reach the unreachable star. |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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Watch the video featuring Helena Christensen
The world was on fire and no one could save me but you
It's strange what desire will make foolish people do
I'd never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you
And I'd never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you
No, I don't want to fall in love (this girl is only gonna break your heart)
No, I don't want to fall in love (this girl is only gonna break your heart)
With you
With you (this girl is only gonna break your heart)
What a wicked game you played to make me feel this way
What a wicked thing to do to let me dream of you
What a wicked thing to say you never felt this way
What a wicked thing to do to make me dream of you |
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A couple of my favourites:
“America’s greatest living poet was ogling you all night!” Iggy Pop, Gardenia
“Colours scents and symphonies
Fall on me like tears,
and time around me stretches back
and forth across the years.
Was I sent to see your beauty
just to please my aching heart?
Well I want to say good morning
but I don't know where to start.” Karl Wallanger, Thank you World
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"One if my fave lines of lyrics are:
"You're gonna catch a cold, from the ice inside your soul"
From Jar of Hearts"
‘I wish I had missed the first time that we kissed
'Cause you broke all your promises’
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'm a bitch, I'm a lover
I'm a child, I'm a mother
I'm a sinner, I'm a saint
I do not feel ashamed
I'm your hell, I'm your dream
I'm nothing in between
You know you wouldn't want it any other way
Bitch - Meredith Brooks.
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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You seem very well, things look peaceful
I'm not quite as well, I thought you should know
Did you forget about me, Mr. Duplicity?
I hate to bug you in the middle of dinner
It was a slap in the face
How quickly I was replaced
And are you thinking of me when you fuck her? |
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over a year ago
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"Alcoholic kind of mood
Lose my clothes
Lose my lube
Cruising for a piece of fun
Looking out for number one
Different partner every night
So narcotic outta sight
What a gas
what a beautiful ass"
A classic Placebo tune, loved this
Mine is...
You are all fucked and overatted
I think I'm gonna be sick
And it's your fault
This is the end of everything
You are the end of everything.
So romantic
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"Alcoholic kind of mood
Lose my clothes
Lose my lube
Cruising for a piece of fun
Looking out for number one
Different partner every night
So narcotic outta sight
What a gas
what a beautiful ass
A classic Placebo tune, loved this
Mine is...
You are all fucked and overatted
I think I'm gonna be sick
And it's your fault
This is the end of everything
You are the end of everything.
So romantic
D "
Charmed |
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"Alcoholic kind of mood
Lose my clothes
Lose my lube
Cruising for a piece of fun
Looking out for number one
Different partner every night
So narcotic outta sight
What a gas
what a beautiful ass
A classic Placebo tune, loved this
Mine is...
You are all fucked and overatted
I think I'm gonna be sick
And it's your fault
This is the end of everything
You are the end of everything.
So romantic
D "
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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With thanks to Nashville Pussy....,
Well she was flatter than a pancake
And nowhere near as sweet
She got real good at giving head
And fixing stuff to eat
But then I caught her and her
Uncle making out in a ditch
And I asked myself 'Did I shave my balls for this?'
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"He was just a lad of 15 years
Who barely fit his breeches.
A latter day Dick Wittington
Who dreamt of fame and riches.
His teachers took him to one side
And promised him the Earth
When all he really wanted was
A taste of wine and mirth.
They said "Attend our university,
Accept responsibility, chant our
Mantra of morality
Until your throat is sore.
A feast of knowledge this contrite
Could not suppress his appetite,
"Please sir, i want some more and more.
Christianity was apparent as a fallacy
The Devil take your Father, Son and Holy Ghost
The ones who have the answers
Are they that pipe the dancers,
Earth Mother, The Sun and The Furious Host.
I'll give the whole nation
A sound education.
Welcome to the school of hard knocks.
Where the ones who know the answers
Are they that take their chances.
For a small fish cast into an ocean
Full of unknown terrors
There's nothing much to smile at
In this comedy of errors.
Where streets aren't really
Paved with gold
And rags don't turn to riches
In this catalogue of disasters
The models are all bitches.
A Christ on every corner
For a coin he'll save your soul
But it's hard to be enlightened
When you're queueing for your dole.
When i think of all those shallow lies
They've fed me in the past
There's one thing that i must admit
They've taught me.
That is how to laugh at Christianity
It's nothing but a fallacy
The Devil take your Father, Son and Holy Ghost.
The ones who have the answers
Are they who pipe the dancers.
Earth Mother, The Sun and The Furious Host.
This one's for the teachers
Who want to be preachers.
Will God keep you warm
When you're cold?
You put those wracked
By malnutrition
Straight onto your diet of superstition.
(Skyclad, from the album Jonah's Ark)
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A hint of PIL “religion” in there methinks .... |
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"She seemed dressed in all of me,
Stretched across my shame,
All the torment and the pain,
Leaked through and covered me,
I'd do anything to have her to myself,
Just to have her for myself,
Now I don't know what to do,
I don't know what to do,
When she makes me sad.
She is everything to me,
The unrequited dream,
A song that no one sings,
The unattainable,
She's a myth that I have to believe in,
All I need to make it real is one more reason,
I don't know what to do,
I don't know what to do when she makes me sad."
This has literally stopped me in my tracks. Vermilion pt2.
I had to check you weren't my ex for a second there. |
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Colorblind
Counting Crows
I am colorblind
Coffee black and egg white
Pull me out from inside
I am ready, I am ready, I am ready,
I am taffy stuck and tongue tied
Stutter shook and uptight
Pull me out from inside
I am ready, I am ready, I am ready,
I am fine
I am covered in skin
No one gets to come in
Pull me out from inside
I am folded and unfolded and unfolding
I am colorblind
Coffee black and egg white
Pull me out from inside
I am ready, I am ready, I am ready,
I am fine
I am fine
I am fine |
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Was just a song until my ex chose alcohol over us. Things went super downhill and I lived in fear.
15 years - The Levellers
I never was a violent man
Said the man in the bar with his head in his hands
Trying his best to understand the cause of his dismay
But years of gin have broken him
And left him cold where he fitted in
It's too late to turn around and find another way
All the lights in the late night lock-in
Fade away when he gets in
And the girl from fifteen years ago
Has packed and gone away
She said it'll never be what it used to be
What happened to all that energy
You took too many liberties, and I'm tired of being afraid
So night after night she took flight
Hiding swollen eyes and a wounded pride
The best years of her life denied, sold for liquid shares
CHORUS
The victims of this world, are advertised on posters
A beach and a pretty girl, if you just drink their potion
It's another week 'til his cheque comes through
He's got a fiver left to spend on food
But the doors of the bar are open, and he breaks another rule
He sits on the stool that bears his name
His favorite glass is called the same
And he's never kept waiting, 'cos he pays the landlord's wage |
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over a year ago
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"Was just a song until my ex chose alcohol over us. Things went super downhill and I lived in fear.
15 years - The Levellers
I never was a violent man
Said the man in the bar with his head in his hands
Trying his best to understand the cause of his dismay
But years of gin have broken him
And left him cold where he fitted in
It's too late to turn around and find another way
All the lights in the late night lock-in
Fade away when he gets in
And the girl from fifteen years ago
Has packed and gone away
She said it'll never be what it used to be
What happened to all that energy
You took too many liberties, and I'm tired of being afraid
So night after night she took flight
Hiding swollen eyes and a wounded pride
The best years of her life denied, sold for liquid shares
CHORUS
The victims of this world, are advertised on posters
A beach and a pretty girl, if you just drink their potion
It's another week 'til his cheque comes through
He's got a fiver left to spend on food
But the doors of the bar are open, and he breaks another rule
He sits on the stool that bears his name
His favorite glass is called the same
And he's never kept waiting, 'cos he pays the landlord's wage "
Aw x  |
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"Was just a song until my ex chose alcohol over us. Things went super downhill and I lived in fear.
15 years - The Levellers
I never was a violent man
Said the man in the bar with his head in his hands
Trying his best to understand the cause of his dismay
But years of gin have broken him
And left him cold where he fitted in
It's too late to turn around and find another way
All the lights in the late night lock-in
Fade away when he gets in
And the girl from fifteen years ago
Has packed and gone away
She said it'll never be what it used to be
What happened to all that energy
You took too many liberties, and I'm tired of being afraid
So night after night she took flight
Hiding swollen eyes and a wounded pride
The best years of her life denied, sold for liquid shares
CHORUS
The victims of this world, are advertised on posters
A beach and a pretty girl, if you just drink their potion
It's another week 'til his cheque comes through
He's got a fiver left to spend on food
But the doors of the bar are open, and he breaks another rule
He sits on the stool that bears his name
His favorite glass is called the same
And he's never kept waiting, 'cos he pays the landlord's wage
Aw x "
I'll have a happy song soon xxx |
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By *iss SJWoman
over a year ago
Hull |
"Was just a song until my ex chose alcohol over us. Things went super downhill and I lived in fear.
15 years - The Levellers
I never was a violent man
Said the man in the bar with his head in his hands
Trying his best to understand the cause of his dismay
But years of gin have broken him
And left him cold where he fitted in
It's too late to turn around and find another way
All the lights in the late night lock-in
Fade away when he gets in
And the girl from fifteen years ago
Has packed and gone away
She said it'll never be what it used to be
What happened to all that energy
You took too many liberties, and I'm tired of being afraid
So night after night she took flight
Hiding swollen eyes and a wounded pride
The best years of her life denied, sold for liquid shares
CHORUS
The victims of this world, are advertised on posters
A beach and a pretty girl, if you just drink their potion
It's another week 'til his cheque comes through
He's got a fiver left to spend on food
But the doors of the bar are open, and he breaks another rule
He sits on the stool that bears his name
His favorite glass is called the same
And he's never kept waiting, 'cos he pays the landlord's wage
Aw x
I'll have a happy song soon xxx"
You will darl xxx |
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Black stone cherry- all I'm dreaming of
Something about our world today
That makes me wanna cry
There's too much anger and too much pain
Too much money and too many lies
If I could have one wish tonight
I would beg of us to forget our pride
If we could do just one thing right
We could help each other to love our lives
All I'm dreamin' of is good times, good friends, and somebody to love
All I'm dreamin' of is no fears, no tears and blue skies up above
There's people around us everywhere
Who need help, like you and me
A family was taken by a storm
And we just watched it on T.V.
If I could have one wish tonight
I would beg of us to forget our pride
If we could do just one thing right
We could help each other to love our lives
All I'm dreamin' of is good times, good friends, and somebody to love
All I'm dreamin' of is no fears, no tears and blue skies up above
When one thing's right, another is wrong
But in the end love will always keep us strong
All I'm dreamin' of is a house on a hill and somebody to love
All I'm dreamin' of is the sun to s_ine and blue skies up above |
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“I got bitches in the living room getting it on
And they ain’t leaving til six in the morning
So what you gonna do?
I got a pocket full a rubbers and my homeboys do too . .”
Snoop Dogg showing his tender side there . . |
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"If we could take the time
To lay it on the line
I could rest my head
Just knowin' that you were mine
All mine
So if you want to love me
Then darlin' don't refrain"
Love Guns n Roses. |
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over a year ago
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"“I got bitches in the living room getting it on
And they ain’t leaving til six in the morning
So what you gonna do?
I got a pocket full a rubbers and my homeboys do too . .”
Snoop Dogg showing his tender side there . ."
So turn off the lights and close the doors
But (but what) we don't love them hoes!
So we gonna smoke a ounce to this
G's up, hoes down, while you motherfuckers bounce to this
Gotta love snoop  |
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"If we could take the time
To lay it on the line
I could rest my head
Just knowin' that you were mine
All mine
So if you want to love me
Then darlin' don't refrain"
Or I'll just end up walking in the cold November Rain . Awesome !! |
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"Was just a song until my ex chose alcohol over us. Things went super downhill and I lived in fear.
15 years - The Levellers
I never was a violent man
Said the man in the bar with his head in his hands
Trying his best to understand the cause of his dismay
But years of gin have broken him
And left him cold where he fitted in
It's too late to turn around and find another way
All the lights in the late night lock-in
Fade away when he gets in
And the girl from fifteen years ago
Has packed and gone away
She said it'll never be what it used to be
What happened to all that energy
You took too many liberties, and I'm tired of being afraid
So night after night she took flight
Hiding swollen eyes and a wounded pride
The best years of her life denied, sold for liquid shares
CHORUS
The victims of this world, are advertised on posters
A beach and a pretty girl, if you just drink their potion
It's another week 'til his cheque comes through
He's got a fiver left to spend on food
But the doors of the bar are open, and he breaks another rule
He sits on the stool that bears his name
His favorite glass is called the same
And he's never kept waiting, 'cos he pays the landlord's wage "
Gosh. That's epic. Sending hugs. |
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There’s a voice that keeps on calling me
Down the road is where I’ll always be
Every stop I make, I’ll make a new friend
Can’t stay for long, just turn around and I’m gone again.
Maybe tomorrow, I’ll want to settle down,
Until tomorrow, I’ll just keep moving on.
Down this road, that never seems to end,
Where new adventure, lies just around the bend.
So if you want to join me for a while
Just grab your hat, come travel light – that’s hobo style. |
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"“I got bitches in the living room getting it on
And they ain’t leaving til six in the morning
So what you gonna do?
I got a pocket full a rubbers and my homeboys do too . .”
Snoop Dogg showing his tender side there . .
So turn off the lights and close the doors
But (but what) we don't love them hoes!
So we gonna smoke a ounce to this
G's up, hoes down, while you motherfuckers bounce to this
Gotta love snoop "
Oh f’shizzle . . |
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"There’s a voice that keeps on calling me
Down the road is where I’ll always be
Every stop I make, I’ll make a new friend
Can’t stay for long, just turn around and I’m gone again.
Maybe tomorrow, I’ll want to settle down,
Until tomorrow, I’ll just keep moving on.
Down this road, that never seems to end,
Where new adventure, lies just around the bend.
So if you want to join me for a while
Just grab your hat, come travel light – that’s hobo style."
The littlest Hobo ..I loved that programme |
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I was born here and I'll die here, against my will
I know it looks like I'm movin' but I'm standin' still
Every nerve in my body is so vacant and numb
I can't even remember what it was I came here to get away from
Don't even hear the murmur of a prayer
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there |
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the clouds will part and the sky cracks open
and god himself will reach his fucking arm through
just to push you down
just to hold you down
stuck in this hole with the shit and the piss
and it's hard to believe it could come down to this,back at the beginning
sinking
spinning |
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