Wednesday, December 28, 2011
Hey
hey
been trying to meet you
hey
must be a devil between us
or whores in my head
whores at my door
whores in my bed
but hey
where
have you
been if you go i will surely die
we're chained
uh said the man to the lady
uh said the lady to the man she adored
and the whores like a choir
go uh all night
and mary ain't you tired of this
uh
is
the
sound
that the mother makes when the baby breaks
we're chained
Hey -- Pixies
Sunday, December 25, 2011
One Day
Sometimes I lay under the moon
And I thank God I'm breathin'
Then I pray don't take me soon
'Cause I am here for a reason
Sometimes in my tears I drown
But I never let it get me down
So when negativity surrounds
I know someday it'll all turn around because
All my life I been waitin' for
I been prayin' for, for the people to say
That we don't want to fight no more
They'll be no more wars
And our children will play, one day
It's not about win or lose 'cause we all lose
When they feed on the souls of the innocent blood
Drenched pavement keep on movin'
Though the waters stay ragin'
( From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/m/matisyahu-lyrics/one-day-lyrics.html )
And in this life you may lose your way
It might drive you crazy
But don't let it phase you, no way
Sometimes in my tears I drown
But I never let it get me down
So when negativity surrounds
I know someday it'll all turn around because
All my life I been waitin' for
I been prayin' for, for the people to say
That we don't want to fight no more
They'll be no more wars
And our children will play, one day
One day this all will change
Treat people the same
Stop with the violence down with the hate
One day we'll all be free and proud
To be under the same sun
Singing songs of freedom like
One Day -- Matisyahu
Friday, December 23, 2011
Don't Blame Your Daughter
Don't blame your daughter,
that's just sentimental
don't blame your mum,
for all that you've done wrong
your daddy's not guilty,
you came out a little faulty
and the factory closed,
so you can't hold them liable
You come from an island,
your cutting diamonds, with a rubber knife
your autograph's worthless,
so dont send me letters and dont mail me cash,
cause your money is no good,
what's left in your mattress,
is holes and lack of love left
some hair from a horse,
but none of it is yours, man
You come from an island,
you're cutting diamonds
with a rubber knife
And the song you sing today
wasn't always in your head,
the words you tryin' to say
are the ones you should've said
they're glistenin' like diamonds,
go out and find' em
but don't blame your daughter
Read me your tombstone,
tell me you're sorry, fax me your will,
you owe me something still
Blood is like water
the bath that you poured me
has drained and it's gone,
don't blame it on your son
And the song you sing today
wasn't always in your head,
the words you're tryin' to say
are the ones you shouldn've said
they're glistening like diamonds,
go out and find'em
The world is full of diamonds
go out and find'em
but don't blame your daughter
Don't Blame Your Daughter - The Cardigans
Thursday, December 22, 2011
It's So Chic To Be Pregnant At Christmas
It's so chic to be pregnant at Christmas
I feel like the "round yon virgin" of yore
'Cause though I have a warm bed to sleep in
There's no room for me when I go to the store
'Cause the aisles are so narrow and crowded
Christmas shopping has never been such a pain
(gasp) Here comes another Braxton-Hicks contraction
And I'm knockin' over knick-knacks again
Oh, the salesclerks are so friendly this Christmas
One said, "Oh God, lady, don't have it here"
Their discretion and manners go right out the door
When I and my stomach appear
People like to put their hands on my fundus
And they want to know exactly when I'm due
I say, "Why do you care? Are you planning to be there?
I could use an extra labor coach or two!"
I am such fun at a party
Trying hard to get high on life
Desperately avoiding the smokers
Being introduced as someone's "little wife"
(Not-so-little wife)
No, I enjoy being pregnant at Christmas
Though my identity is draining away
And if I ever get asked my opinion again
I'll simply smile and continue to...crochet?
It's so Biblical to be pregnant at Christmas
No matter what stories you believe
And I may suffer from gravid senilis...and heartburn and nausea and charlie horses and overwhelming fatigue...and frequent micturation and varicose veins and...swollen ankles and shortness...of breath...and that...tired, achy feeling in the grooooooin...
But I won't be alone on New Year's Eve
Fa-La-La-La-La La-La La La
It's So Chic To Be Pregnant At Christmas - Nancy White
I feel like the "round yon virgin" of yore
'Cause though I have a warm bed to sleep in
There's no room for me when I go to the store
'Cause the aisles are so narrow and crowded
Christmas shopping has never been such a pain
(gasp) Here comes another Braxton-Hicks contraction
And I'm knockin' over knick-knacks again
Oh, the salesclerks are so friendly this Christmas
One said, "Oh God, lady, don't have it here"
Their discretion and manners go right out the door
When I and my stomach appear
People like to put their hands on my fundus
And they want to know exactly when I'm due
I say, "Why do you care? Are you planning to be there?
I could use an extra labor coach or two!"
I am such fun at a party
Trying hard to get high on life
Desperately avoiding the smokers
Being introduced as someone's "little wife"
(Not-so-little wife)
No, I enjoy being pregnant at Christmas
Though my identity is draining away
And if I ever get asked my opinion again
I'll simply smile and continue to...crochet?
It's so Biblical to be pregnant at Christmas
No matter what stories you believe
And I may suffer from gravid senilis...and heartburn and nausea and charlie horses and overwhelming fatigue...and frequent micturation and varicose veins and...swollen ankles and shortness...of breath...and that...tired, achy feeling in the grooooooin...
But I won't be alone on New Year's Eve
Fa-La-La-La-La La-La La La
It's So Chic To Be Pregnant At Christmas - Nancy White
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Love Love Love
I'm not looking for us, and neither should you
absolutely gorgeous
then nothing I say is true
you won't find yourself in these guilty eyes.
'cause I love anybody who's fool enough to believe,
and you're just one of many who broke their heart on me
and so I say I don't love you,
though it kills me.
It's a lie that sets you free
love love love
I can't take your love love love
and so I say I don't love you,
though it kills me.
It's a lie that sets you free
I will wrap my body in other women's arm
make love in a hurry
feel better than I am.
Hope you find yourself in someone else's eyes
'cause I love anybody fool enough to believe,
and you're just one of many who broke their heart on me
and so I say I don't love you,
though it kills me.
It's a lie that sets you free
love love love
I can't take your love love love
and so I say I don't Love you,
'cause I love anybody fool enough to believe,
and you're just one of many who broke their heart on me
and so I say I don't love you,
though it kills me
'cause it's a lie
'cause I love anybody fool enough to believe,
and you're just one of many who broke their heart on me
and so I say I don't love you,
though it kills me.
It's a lie that sets you free
It sets you free
Love Love Love - James Blunt
Friday, December 16, 2011
Long Grift
Look what you've done
You gigolo
You know that I
Loved ya hon
And I didn't wanta know
That your cool, seductive serenade
Was a tool of your trade
You gigolo
Of all the riches
You've surveyed
And all that you can lift
I'm just another dollar
That youve made in your long long grift
Look what you've done you gigolo
Another hustle has been run
But now you oughta know
That this fool can no longer be swayed
By the tools of your trade
You gigolo
I'm just another John you gypped
Another sucker stiffed
I walk on by in the script
To your long long grift
The love had me in your grip
Was just a long long grift
Long Grift - Hedwig and the Angry Inch
You gigolo
You know that I
Loved ya hon
And I didn't wanta know
That your cool, seductive serenade
Was a tool of your trade
You gigolo
Of all the riches
You've surveyed
And all that you can lift
I'm just another dollar
That youve made in your long long grift
Look what you've done you gigolo
Another hustle has been run
But now you oughta know
That this fool can no longer be swayed
By the tools of your trade
You gigolo
I'm just another John you gypped
Another sucker stiffed
I walk on by in the script
To your long long grift
The love had me in your grip
Was just a long long grift
Long Grift - Hedwig and the Angry Inch
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Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Everybody's Got A Story
alalalalalalala ohhhh ohh yeah
You walk up to me and say
"Feel like I know you baby"
And then take a sip of your cherry coke now
Now who drinks a cherry coke?
Maybe you're nervous, I see that bead of sweat
Dancin' on your cheek
Your words are like cheap champagne
I get the point but it's much too sweet
I'm so tired of the dance
This carousel of superficial conversation
Gets me nowhere...
So you can see my bra underneath my shirt
Watch the wind underneath my skirt
But that ain't the picture it's just a part
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart
See my eyes, don't see what I see
Touch my tongue, don't know what tastes good to me
It's the human condition that keeps us apart
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart
Yeah everybody's got a story that could break your heart
lalala lalana nanana nana na naaa
Now who can read the mind
Of the red-headed girl next door (mm)
Or the taxi driver who just dropped you off or the
Or the classmate that you ignore
Don't assume everything on the surface is what you see
'Cause that classmate just lost her mother
And that taxi-driver's got a Ph.D
I'm so tired of the fear that
Weighs us down with wrong assumptions
Of broken hearts and natural function
So you can see my bra underneath my shirt
Watch the wind underneath my skirt
But that ain't the picture it's just a part
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart
See my eyes, don't see what I see
Touch my tongue, don't know what tastes good to me
It's the human condition that keeps us apart
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart
See my bra underneath my shirt
Watch the wind underneath my skirt
But that ain't the picture it's just a part
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart (your heart)
lalalala lalala ladada da da da
So dig deep (dig deep)
Deeper than the image that you see (dig deep)
Lift the vail and let your true self breathe (dig deep)
And show the world the beauty underneath (she kills this note, haha)
See my bra underneath my shirt
Watch the wind underneath my skirt
But that ain't the picture, it's just a part
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart
See my eyes, don't see what I see
Touch my tongue, don't know what tastes good to me
It's the human condition that keeps us apart
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart
See my bra underneath my shirt
Watch the wind underneath my skirt
But that ain't the picture, it's just a part
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart
See my eyes, don't see what I see
Touch my tongue, don't know what tastes good to me
It's the human condition that keeps us apart
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart
That could break your heart baby
Everybody's got a story, oh yeah
lalala nanana lala nanana
lalala nanana nanana....
Everybody's Got A Story - Amanda Marshall
Friday, November 11, 2011
You don't own me
You don't own me, I'm not just one of your many toys
You don't own me, don't say I can't go with other boys
Don't tell me what to do
Don't tell me what to say
Please, when I go out with you
Don't put me on display,
'Cause You don't own me, don't try to change me in any way
You don't own me, don't tie me down 'cause I'd never stay
I don't tell you what to say
I don't tell you what to do
So just let me be myself
That's all I ask of you
I'm young and I love to be young
I'm free and I love to be free
To live my life the way I want
To say and do whatever I please
A-a-a-nd don't tell me what to do
Oh-h-h-h don't tell me what to say
And please, when I go out with you
Don't you dare put me on display
Hey, I don't tell you what to say
I don't tell you what to do
So just let me be myself
That is all that I ask of you
I am young and I love to be young
I'm free and I love to be free
To live my life the way I want
To say and do whatever...
You don't own me - Lesley Gore
Sunday, September 4, 2011
Sunday Morning After
(Cell phone ringing)
Amanda: "Uh-hello?"
Guy: "Where are you?"
Amanda: "What time is it?"
Guy" "Ummm...it's...1:30...in the afternoon"
Amanda: "Uh"
Guy: "Are you alright?"
Amanda: "Hang on"
I woke up with a killer hangover
Hope it was worth all this pain
(I'd do it all over again)
By the time the party was over
Tequila was my claim to fame
(I couldn't remember my name)
I was dancing with Jake
When I last saw my keys
That was my first mistake
'Cause what happened to me? (oh..)
I look down at my arm, baby
And something's lookin' back at me
And I cannot believe it
Oh my god!
I woke up with a snake tattoo
Oh my god!
And I think that my tongue's pierced too
Oh my god! Oh my god!
It's the Sunday morning after, and baby who the hell are you?
(Ahh....woohoo!)
I remember yelling, "Hey DJ!"
"Jack the volume, I love this song!"
(And then it all gets hazy)
And my clothes are selling on e-bay (click me)
And I don't know what I'm gonna put on
(Where were my friends to save me?)
I blacked out I came to
And it's all such a blur
Had a blast, I assume
But I'm really not sure
Exactly where I am now, baby
Wake up and tell me your name (excuse me)
'Cause this is insane!
Oh my god!
I woke up with a snake tattoo
Oh my god!
And I think that my tongue's pierced too
Oh my god! Oh my god!
It's the Sunday morning after, and baby who the hell are you?
(Oh my god! Oh my god!)
My alter ego took over and took me on a fantasy ride
You can take me anywhere twice
But the second time will be to apologize
Oh my god!
I woke up with a snake tattoo
Oh my god!
And I think that my tongue's pierced too
Oh my god! Oh my god!
It's the Sunday morning after, and baby who the hell are you?
Oh my god!
I woke up with a snake tattoo
Oh my god!
And I think that my tongue's pierced too
Oh my god! Oh my god!
It's the Sunday morning after, and baby who the hell are you?
Where am I?
What am I?
Who am I?
How did I?
Sunday Morning After - Amanda Marshall
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Friday, September 2, 2011
Be Wary of a Woman
If you’re a man like me who’s good at leavin’
If you like your space and you love your freedom
Don’t see yourself as ever settlin’ down
Or your whole world being tossed around
Be wary of a woman, a woman so fine
Don’t wanna change you, loves you just right
Makes you feel like a man inside, sometimes she’ll make you cry
Till you don’t know what your doin, you’re out of control
Forget about leavin’, your heart won’t go
If don’t like that, you better run and hide
And be wary of a woman like mine
She’ll make you laugh when you feel like cryin’
Make you wanna live when you feel like dyin’
So if you like livin’ in the dark, just walk away
You’re gonna lose your heart
Be wary of a woman, a woman so fine
Don’t wanna change you, loves you just right
Makes you feel like a man inside, sometimes she’ll make you cry
Till you don’t know what you’re doin’, you’re out of control
Forget about leavin’, your heart won’t go
If don’t like that, you better run and hide
And be wary of a woman, be wary of a woman like mine
Man, you don’t stand a chance, don’t even try
Be wary of a woman like mine
Be wary of a woman, a woman so fine
Don’t wanna change you, who loves you just right
Makes you feel like a man inside, sometimes she’ll make you cry
Till you don’t know what your doin’, you’re out of control
Forget about leavin’, your heart won’t go
If don’t like that you better run and hide
And be wary of a woman like mine, a woman like mine
Be wary of a woman like mine, oh, a woman like mine
Be Wary of a Woman - Darius Rucker
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Let's Get Physical
I'm saying all the things that I know you'll like
Making good conversation
I gotta handle you just right
You know what I mean
I took you to an intimate restaurant
Then to a suggestive movie
There's nothing left to talk about
Unless it's horizontally
Let's get physical, physical
I wanna get physical
Let's get into physical
Let me hear your body talk, your body talk
Let me hear your body talk
I've been patient, I've been good
Tried to keep my hands on the table
It's gettin' hard this holdin' back
If you know what I mean
I'm sure you'll understand my point of view
We know each other mentally
You gotta know that you're bringin' out
The animal in me
Let's get physical, physical
I wanna get physical
Let's get into physical
Let me hear your body talk, your body talk
Let me hear your body talk
Let's get physical, physical
I wanna get physical
Let's get into physical
Let me hear your body talk, your body talk
Let me hear your body talk
Let's get physical, physical
I wanna get physical
Let's get into physical
Let me hear your body talk, your body talk
Let me hear your body talk
Let's get animal, animal
I wanna get animal
Let's get into animal
Let me hear your body talk
Let me hear your body talk
Let's Get Physical - Olivia Newton John
Making good conversation
I gotta handle you just right
You know what I mean
I took you to an intimate restaurant
Then to a suggestive movie
There's nothing left to talk about
Unless it's horizontally
Let's get physical, physical
I wanna get physical
Let's get into physical
Let me hear your body talk, your body talk
Let me hear your body talk
I've been patient, I've been good
Tried to keep my hands on the table
It's gettin' hard this holdin' back
If you know what I mean
I'm sure you'll understand my point of view
We know each other mentally
You gotta know that you're bringin' out
The animal in me
Let's get physical, physical
I wanna get physical
Let's get into physical
Let me hear your body talk, your body talk
Let me hear your body talk
Let's get physical, physical
I wanna get physical
Let's get into physical
Let me hear your body talk, your body talk
Let me hear your body talk
Let's get physical, physical
I wanna get physical
Let's get into physical
Let me hear your body talk, your body talk
Let me hear your body talk
Let's get animal, animal
I wanna get animal
Let's get into animal
Let me hear your body talk
Let me hear your body talk
Let's Get Physical - Olivia Newton John
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
The Coolest
[Intro]
The coolest nigga, what? The coolest nigga, what? [4x]
[Chorus:]
The coolest nigga, what? The coolest nigga, what?
The coolest nigga, what? The coolest nigga, what?
The coolest nigga, what? The coolest nigga, what?
The coolest nigga, what? The coolest nigga, what?
Lord please have sympathy
And forgive my cool young history (Michael Young History)
As...
The coolest nigga, what? The coolest nigga, what?
The coolest nigga, what? The coolest nigga, what?
[Verse 1]
I love the lord
But sometimes it's like that I love me more
I love the peace, and I love the war
I love the seas, and I love the shore
No love for no beach, baby that's law
But she doesn't see, therefore I spoil
I trick, I fall, run up in raw
I love her with all my heart
Every vein, every vessel, every bullet lodged
With every flower that I ever took apart
She said, that she would give me greatness, status, placement
Above the others, my face with grace covers of the magazines
Of the hustlers, paper, the likes of which
That I had never seen, her eyes glow green
With the logo of our dreams, the purpose of our scene
A obscene obsession for the bling
She would be my queen, I could be her king, together
She would make me cool, and we would both rule, forever
And I would never feel pain
And never be without pleasure, ever, again
And if the rain stops, and everything's dry
She would cry, just so I could drink the tears from her eyes
She'd teach my how to fly, even cushion my fall
If my engines ever stall, and I plummet from the sky
But she would keep me high, and if I ever die
She would commission my image on her bosom, to him
Or maybe she'd retire as well
A match made in Heaven set the fires in Hell, and I'll be
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
And so began our reign
The trinity, her and I can
No weather man could ever stand where her and I came
Hella hard, umbrella whatever, put plywood over Pella panes
And pray to God that the flood subside
'cause you're gonna need a sub 'til he does reply
And not one of Jared's, you think it's all arid
And everything's irie, another supply
That means another July inside my endless summer
That was just the eye of the Unger
Felix, 'cause he is the cleanest amongst the younger
Outstanding achieving up-and-comers
The ones that had dead-beat daddies, and well-to-do mamas
But not well enough to keep 'em from us
The ones that were, fighting in class, who might not pass
Rap record pressured to laugh, at a life not fast
Can you feel it? [echo], that's what I got asked
Do I love her? [echo], said I don't know
Streets got my heart, game got my soul
One time missing sunshine will never hurt your soul
Quote: To a crying dishonored baby mama
Who's the mama to a daughter that I had fathered from afar
My new lady gave me a Mercedes and a necklace
With a solid gold key, like the starter of a car
The opener of a door or two pounds of raw
You gave me a baby, but what about lately?
Then ha-ha-ha-ha-haw'ed, right up in her face, G
There's more fish in the sea, I'm on my mission to be, be
[Chorus]
[Outro]
Come, these are the tales of The Cool
Guaranteed to go and make you fail from your school
And seek unholy grails like a fool
And hang with the players of the pool, fast talking on the hustle
No Heaven up above you, no Hell underneath you
And nowhere will receive thee, so
Shed no tear, when we're not here
And keep your faith, as we chase
...The Cool
The Coolest - Lupe Fiasco
Friday, July 22, 2011
Why Don' t You
You had plenty money, 1922
You let other women make a fool of you
Why don’t you do right, like some other men do?
Get out of here and get me some money too
You’re sittin’ there and wonderin’ what it’s all about
You ain’t got no money, they will put you out
Why don’t you do right, like some other men do?
Get out of here and get me some money too
If you had prepared twenty years ago
You wouldn’t be a-wanderin’ from door to door
Why don’t you do right, like some other men do?
Get out of here and get me some money too
I fell for your jivin’ and I took you in
Now all you got to offer me’s a drink of gin
Why don’t you do right, like some other men do?
Get out of here and get me some money too
Why don’t you do right, like some other men do?
Like some other men do
Why Don' t You - Gramophonedzie
Sunday, July 10, 2011
A.D.I.D.A.S.
Honestly, somehow it always seems that
I'm dreaming of something I can never be
It doesn't bother me, 'cause I will always be the pimp that I see in all of my fantasies
I don't know your fucking name, so what, let's... (have sex)
Screaming to be the only way
that I can truly be free from my fucked up reality
So I dream and stroke it harder,
'cause it's so fun to see my face staring back at me
I don't know your fucking name, so what, let's fuck
All day I dream about sex
All day I dream about fucking
All day I dream about fucking
All day I dream about sex yes all day I dream about sex
And all day I dream about sex yes all day I dream about sex
And all day I dream about sex yes all day I dream about sex
And all day I dream about sex yes all day I dream about sex
All day I dream about sex
All day I dream about fucking
All day I dream about sex
All day I dream about fucking
A.D.I.D.A.S. - Korn
I'm dreaming of something I can never be
It doesn't bother me, 'cause I will always be the pimp that I see in all of my fantasies
I don't know your fucking name, so what, let's... (have sex)
Screaming to be the only way
that I can truly be free from my fucked up reality
So I dream and stroke it harder,
'cause it's so fun to see my face staring back at me
I don't know your fucking name, so what, let's fuck
All day I dream about sex
All day I dream about fucking
All day I dream about fucking
All day I dream about sex yes all day I dream about sex
And all day I dream about sex yes all day I dream about sex
And all day I dream about sex yes all day I dream about sex
And all day I dream about sex yes all day I dream about sex
All day I dream about sex
All day I dream about fucking
All day I dream about sex
All day I dream about fucking
A.D.I.D.A.S. - Korn
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Monday, July 4, 2011
Treasure Island
I've been waiting for you,
i've been waiting for you.
what's your price?
tell me what your price is.
i've been waiting for you,
i've been waiting for you.
let's hope tonight, there is hope tonight.
talk is cheap with your words, honey.
i can smell your breath and it smells like money, girl.
but you ask for anything, you couldn't ask for anything.
call out these moneymakers, they have guns and are firing.
run down by bloody pirates who's ships we could not sink.
cease change in all directions, these mouths are worth the time.
big wallets give protection, safe pockets never lie.
talk is cheap with your words, honey.
i can smell your breath and it smells like money, girl.
but you ask for anything, did you ask for anything?
i've been waiting for you,
i've been waiting for you.
your words bank for broken tempers,
security and car alarms.
the words themselves do not mean much,
but we take to sail with open arms.
just fall at the sound of laughter,
like you've never even knew at all.
and love has what money's after,
your gold teeth have fooled us all.
treasure island's on her list of future destinations,
but little did she know, i don't care as we speak,
digging for the treasure chest she buried.
blast who's to own, but she's all alone...
talk is cheap with your words, honey.
i can smell your breath and it smells like money, girl.
but you ask for anything, did you ask for anything?
Treasure Island - Brighten
i've been waiting for you.
what's your price?
tell me what your price is.
i've been waiting for you,
i've been waiting for you.
let's hope tonight, there is hope tonight.
talk is cheap with your words, honey.
i can smell your breath and it smells like money, girl.
but you ask for anything, you couldn't ask for anything.
call out these moneymakers, they have guns and are firing.
run down by bloody pirates who's ships we could not sink.
cease change in all directions, these mouths are worth the time.
big wallets give protection, safe pockets never lie.
talk is cheap with your words, honey.
i can smell your breath and it smells like money, girl.
but you ask for anything, did you ask for anything?
i've been waiting for you,
i've been waiting for you.
your words bank for broken tempers,
security and car alarms.
the words themselves do not mean much,
but we take to sail with open arms.
just fall at the sound of laughter,
like you've never even knew at all.
and love has what money's after,
your gold teeth have fooled us all.
treasure island's on her list of future destinations,
but little did she know, i don't care as we speak,
digging for the treasure chest she buried.
blast who's to own, but she's all alone...
talk is cheap with your words, honey.
i can smell your breath and it smells like money, girl.
but you ask for anything, did you ask for anything?
Treasure Island - Brighten
Saturday, July 2, 2011
Blackbird
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to be free
Blackbird fly, blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night
Blackbird fly, blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
Blackbird - The Beatles
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to be free
Blackbird fly, blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night
Blackbird fly, blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
Blackbird - The Beatles
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Turned Out
Your eyes they wanna cry for me
Don't make me wanna die for you
Your arms that wanna wrap around me
Don't make me wanna hang around you
And it's no wonder anymore
That I don't wonder anymore
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
You tell me you're my friend
You say I know you
I'll trust you just as far
As I can throw you
Now I don't know you
I know my enemies
They show themselves to me with honest eyes
They hate my guts but at least it's the truth
I'll trust them just as far as I
can throw them off a roof
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm no stranger to kindness
I never missed the fist that kissed my face
I'm no stranger to cheapness
I never came to love the push and shove
Steel, glass-eyes cities crack dirty
smiles when they see me
Open their filthy arms to greet me
I don't know if they wanna kiss or kill me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, that's
right, that's
right, yeah, that's right, yeah,
that's right, that's right,
yeah, thats's
right, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, I've
turned out, I've turned out, I've
turned, turned out, turned out,
turned out,
turned out, out, out out, turned
out, I've been turned out
YEAH!!!!!
Turned Out - Rollins Band
Don't make me wanna die for you
Your arms that wanna wrap around me
Don't make me wanna hang around you
And it's no wonder anymore
That I don't wonder anymore
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
You tell me you're my friend
You say I know you
I'll trust you just as far
As I can throw you
Now I don't know you
I know my enemies
They show themselves to me with honest eyes
They hate my guts but at least it's the truth
I'll trust them just as far as I
can throw them off a roof
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm no stranger to kindness
I never missed the fist that kissed my face
I'm no stranger to cheapness
I never came to love the push and shove
Steel, glass-eyes cities crack dirty
smiles when they see me
Open their filthy arms to greet me
I don't know if they wanna kiss or kill me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
I've been turned out
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, that's
right, that's
right, yeah, that's right, yeah,
that's right, that's right,
yeah, thats's
right, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, I've
turned out, I've turned out, I've
turned, turned out, turned out,
turned out,
turned out, out, out out, turned
out, I've been turned out
YEAH!!!!!
Turned Out - Rollins Band
Thursday, June 2, 2011
My Milkshake
[Repeat x2]
My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard,
And their like
It's better than yours,
Damn right it's better than yours,
I can teach you,
But I have to charge
I know you want it,
The thing that makes me,
What the guys go crazy for.
They lose their minds,
The way I wind,
I think its time
[Chorus x2]
La la-la la la,
Warm it up.
Lala-lalala,
The boys are waiting
My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard,
And their like
It's better than yours,
Damn right it's better than yours,
I can teach you,
But I have to charge
I can see you're on it,
You want me to teach thee
Techniques that freaks these boys,
It can't be bought,
Just know, thieves get caught,
Watch if your smart,
[Chorus x2]
La la-la la la,
Warm it up,
La la-la la la,
The boys are waiting,
My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard,
And their like
It's better than yours,
Damn right it's better than yours,
I can teach you,
But I have to charge
Oh, once you get involved,
Everyone will look this way-so,
You must maintain your charm,
Same time maintain your halo,
Just get the perfect blend,
Plus what you have within,
Then next his eyes are squint,
Then he's picked up your scent,
[Chorus x2]
Lala-lalala,
Warm it up,
Lala-lalala,
The boys are waiting,
My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard,
And their like
It's better than yours,
Damn right it's better than yours,
I can teach you,
But I have to charge
My Milkshake - Kelis
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Fear Of A Blank Planet
Sunlight coming through the haze
No gaps in the blind
To let it inside
The bed is unmade
Some music still plays
TV, yeah it's always on
The flicker of the screen
A movie actress screams
I'm basking in the shit flowing out of it
I'm stoned in the mall again
Terminally bored
Shuffling round the stores
And shoplifting is getting so last year's thing
X-box is a god to me
A finger on the switch
My mother is a bitch
My father gave up ever trying to talk to me
Don't try engaging me
The vaguest of shrugs
The prescription drugs
You'll never find
A person inside
My face is mogadon
Curiosity
Has given up on me
I'm tuning out desires
The pills are on the rise
How can I be sure I'm here?
The pills that I've been taking confuse me
I need to know that someone sees that
There's nothing left I simply am not here
I'm through with pornography
The acting is lame
The action is tame
Explicitly dull
arousal annulled
Your mouth should be boarded up
Talking all day
With nothing to say
Your shallow proclamations
All misinformation
My friend says he wants to die
He's in a band
They sound like Pearl Jam
The clothes are all black
The music is crap
In school I don't concentrate
And sex is kinda fun
But just another one
Of all the empty ways
Of using up a day
How can I be sure I'm here?
The pills that I've been taking confuse me
I need to know that someone sees that
There's nothing left I simply am not here
Bipolar disorder
Can't deal with the boredom
You don't try to be liked
You don't mind
You feel no sun
You steal a gun
To kill time
You're somewhere, you're nowhere
You don't care
You catch the breeze
You still the leaves
So now where?
Fear Of A Blank Planet - Porcupine Tree
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Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Cosma Shiva
Nina Hagen wrote this song for her daughter. Today is Cosmo's birthday.
Cosma Shiva
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9,..... Materialize
Cosma Shiva! Galaxina!
In any case, we are in space
In any case, we are in space
In any case, we are in space
In any case, we are in space
Cosma Shiva! Galaxina!
Cosma Shiva! Galaxina!
Wir sind die menschen auf der erde
Alle voll drauf auf total-beschwerde
Sie sind böse, sie sind dumm...
Wissen aber nicht warum
Liebster Gott in space,
Wen wir auf treffen face to face
Dann gibts nichts mehr zu jammern
Cosma Shiva! Galaxina!
Cosma Shiva! Galaxina!
In any case, we are in space
In any case, we are in space
In any case, we are in space
In any case, we are in space
Wir sind dir menschen auf der erde
Alle voll drauf total-beschwerde
Alles sind die bösen, dumm
Wissen aber nicht warum
Liebster Gott in space,
wenn wir auf treffen face to face
Dann gibts nichts mehr zu jammern
Cosma Shiva! Galaxina!
Cosma Shiva! Galaxina!
Cosma Shiva
Cosma Shiva
Cosma Shiva
And my little baby I tell you.. God is your father.
Cosma Shiva - Nina Hagen
Cosma Shiva
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9,..... Materialize
Cosma Shiva! Galaxina!
In any case, we are in space
In any case, we are in space
In any case, we are in space
In any case, we are in space
Cosma Shiva! Galaxina!
Cosma Shiva! Galaxina!
Wir sind die menschen auf der erde
Alle voll drauf auf total-beschwerde
Sie sind böse, sie sind dumm...
Wissen aber nicht warum
Liebster Gott in space,
Wen wir auf treffen face to face
Dann gibts nichts mehr zu jammern
Cosma Shiva! Galaxina!
Cosma Shiva! Galaxina!
In any case, we are in space
In any case, we are in space
In any case, we are in space
In any case, we are in space
Wir sind dir menschen auf der erde
Alle voll drauf total-beschwerde
Alles sind die bösen, dumm
Wissen aber nicht warum
Liebster Gott in space,
wenn wir auf treffen face to face
Dann gibts nichts mehr zu jammern
Cosma Shiva! Galaxina!
Cosma Shiva! Galaxina!
Cosma Shiva
Cosma Shiva
Cosma Shiva
And my little baby I tell you.. God is your father.
Cosma Shiva - Nina Hagen
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Saturday, May 14, 2011
Lies
bound at every limb by my shackles of fear
sealed with lies through so many tears
lost from within, pursuing the end
i fight for the chance to be lied to again
you will never be strong enough
you will never be good enough
you were never conceived in love
you will not rise above
they'll never see
i'll never be
i'll struggle on and on to feed this hunger
burning deep inside of me
but through my tears breaks a blinding light
birthing a dawn to this endless night
arms outstretched, awaiting me
an open embrace upon a bleeding tree
rest in me and i'll comfort you
i have lived and i died for you
abide in me and i vow to you
i will never forsake you
they'll never see
i'll never be
i'll struggle on and on to feed this hunger
burning deep inside of me
they'll never see
i'll never be
i'll struggle on and on to feed this hunger
burning deep inside of me
Lies - Evanescence
Sunday, May 8, 2011
If I Was Your Mother
If I was your mother
Would you let me hold your hand
Would you say you were my baby
Would you always be my friend
If I was your mother
Could I teach you what's right
Could I tell you stories
Maybe tuck you in
And kiss you sweet goodnight
Tell me what I got to do
To make my life mean more to you
I could get so close it's true
If I was your mother
Would you always believe me
'Cause I'd wake up in the middle
Of the night
Just to see if you need me
Tell me there's no mother
To who you're telling your secrets
And would you tell me
'Bout all the boys you been
Bringing home to meet me
Tell me what I got to do
To make my life mean more to you
I could get so close it's true
If I was yours
Mother, mother
If I was your
Mother, mother
When love is blood
You're never on trial
Love don't get deeper
Than a mother & child
Oh baby, I got to get that
Close to you
Tell me what I got to do
To make my life mean more to you
I could get so close it's true
If I was yours
Tell me what I got to be
To make you a part of me
There's no one else you'd ever need
If I was your
Mother, mother
If I was your mother
Mother, mother
Mother, mother
If I was your mother
Mother, mother
If I Was Your Mother - Bon Jovi
Would you let me hold your hand
Would you say you were my baby
Would you always be my friend
If I was your mother
Could I teach you what's right
Could I tell you stories
Maybe tuck you in
And kiss you sweet goodnight
Tell me what I got to do
To make my life mean more to you
I could get so close it's true
If I was your mother
Would you always believe me
'Cause I'd wake up in the middle
Of the night
Just to see if you need me
Tell me there's no mother
To who you're telling your secrets
And would you tell me
'Bout all the boys you been
Bringing home to meet me
Tell me what I got to do
To make my life mean more to you
I could get so close it's true
If I was yours
Mother, mother
If I was your
Mother, mother
When love is blood
You're never on trial
Love don't get deeper
Than a mother & child
Oh baby, I got to get that
Close to you
Tell me what I got to do
To make my life mean more to you
I could get so close it's true
If I was yours
Tell me what I got to be
To make you a part of me
There's no one else you'd ever need
If I was your
Mother, mother
If I was your mother
Mother, mother
Mother, mother
If I was your mother
Mother, mother
If I Was Your Mother - Bon Jovi
Saturday, May 7, 2011
Suite Judy Blue Eyes
It's getting to the point
Where I'm no fun anymore
I am sorry
Sometimes it hurts so badly
I must cry out loud
I am lonely
I am yours, you are mine
You are what you are
And you make it hard.
Remember what we've said and done and felt
About each other
Oh babe, have mercy
Don't let the past remind us of what we are not now
I am not dreaming.
I am yours, you are mine
You are what you are
You make it hard.
Tearing yourself away from me now
You are free and I am crying
This does not mean I don't love you
I do, that's forever,
Yes and for always
I am yours, you are mine
You are what you are
You make it hard.
Something inside is telling me that
I've got your secret.
Are you still listening?
Fear is the lock, and laughter the key to your heart
And I love you.
I am yours, you are mine, you are what you are
You make it hard
And you make it hard (x 3).
Friday evening, Sunday in the afternoon
What have you got to lose?
Tuesday morning, please be gone I'm tired of you.
What have you got to lose?
Can I tell it like it is? (Help me I'm suffering)
Listen to me baby.
It's my heart that's a suffering (Help me I'm dying)
It's a dying, that's what I have to lose
I've got an answer
I'm going to fly away
What have I got to lose?
Will you come see me Thursdays and Saturdays?
What have you got to lose?
Chestnut brown canary
Ruby throated sparrow
Sing the song don't be long
Thrill me to the marrow.
Voices of the angels, ring around the moonlight
Asking me, said she's so free
How can you catch the sparrow?
Lacy, lilting, lyric, losing love, lamenting
Change my life, make it right
Be my lady.
Que linda me la traiga Cuba,
La reina de la Mar Caribe.
Cielo sol no tiene sangre allÃ,
y que triste que no puedo vaya,
Oh va, oh va, va.
Translation:
(Oh, what beauty Cuba brings me,
The queen of the Caribbean Sea,
Sunny sky has no blood over there,
And how sad that I cannot go,
Oh go, oh go, go.)
Suite Judy Blue Eyes - Crosby, Stills, & Nash
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Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Beautiful Goodbye
Fed up with my destiny
And this place of no return
Think I'll take another day
And slowly watch it burn
It doesn't really matter how the time goes by
Cause I still remember you and I
And that beautiful goodbye
We staggered through these empty streets
Laughing arm in arm
The night had made a mess of me
Your confessions kept me warm
And I don't really miss you
I just need to know
Do you ever think of you and I
And that beautiful goodbye
When I see you now I wonder how
I could've watched you walk away
If I let you down please forgive me now
For that beautiful goodbye
In these days of no regrets
I keep mine to myself
And all the things we never said
I can say for someone else
And nothing last forever but we always try
And I just can't help but wonder why
We let it pass us by
When I see you now I wonder how
I could've watched you walk away
If I let you down please forgive me now
For that beautiful goodbye
Baby what can I do
Oh to get through to you
And sometimes I cry
It's a fool's lullaby
Sometime's I cry
It's just a fool's lullaby
I'm dying inside
Hey
Beautiful Goodbye - Amanda Marshall
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Save The Last Dance For Me
You can dance-every dance with the guy
Who gives you the eye,let him hold you tight
You can smile-every smile for the man
Who held your hand neath the pale moon light
But don't forget who's takin' you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
So darlin' save the last dance for me
Oh I know that the music's fine
Like sparklin' wine, go and have your fun
Laugh and sing, but while we're apart
Don't give your heart to anyone
But don't forget who's takin' you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
So darlin' save the last dance for me
Baby don't you know I love you so
Can't you feel it when we touch
I will never, never let you go
I love you oh so much
You can dance, go and carry on
Till the night is gone
And it's time to go
If he asks if you're all alone
Can he walk you home,you must tell him no
'Cause don't forget who's taking you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
Save the last dance for me
Oh I know that the music's fine
Like sparklin' wine, go and have your fun
Laugh and sing, but while we're apart
Don't give your heart to anyone
And don't forget who's takin' you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
So darling,save the last dance for me
So don't forget who's taking you home
Or in whose arms you're gonna be
So darling, Save the last dance for me
Oh baby won't you save the last dance for me
Oh baby won't you promise that you'll save,
The last dance for me
Save the last dance, the very last dance for me.
Save The Last Dance For Me - Michael Bublé
Who gives you the eye,let him hold you tight
You can smile-every smile for the man
Who held your hand neath the pale moon light
But don't forget who's takin' you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
So darlin' save the last dance for me
Oh I know that the music's fine
Like sparklin' wine, go and have your fun
Laugh and sing, but while we're apart
Don't give your heart to anyone
But don't forget who's takin' you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
So darlin' save the last dance for me
Baby don't you know I love you so
Can't you feel it when we touch
I will never, never let you go
I love you oh so much
You can dance, go and carry on
Till the night is gone
And it's time to go
If he asks if you're all alone
Can he walk you home,you must tell him no
'Cause don't forget who's taking you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
Save the last dance for me
Oh I know that the music's fine
Like sparklin' wine, go and have your fun
Laugh and sing, but while we're apart
Don't give your heart to anyone
And don't forget who's takin' you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
So darling,save the last dance for me
So don't forget who's taking you home
Or in whose arms you're gonna be
So darling, Save the last dance for me
Oh baby won't you save the last dance for me
Oh baby won't you promise that you'll save,
The last dance for me
Save the last dance, the very last dance for me.
Save The Last Dance For Me - Michael Bublé
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Monday, April 18, 2011
Heresy
Here we are
In a world of corruption
Human nature is
Of violent Breed
Who cares if there's no tomorrow
When I die for my future's
Laid out for me
Can't you see?
Rise above the lies
Morals on a backwards globe
A sin to you
For me it's hope.
It's my life and provision
Black or white
Some pay to pray
You question why they
Act this way
It's their fucking decision
No more Judgment Day
Only tranquility
Peace signs, protest lines
Mean nothing to me
Honesty born in me
Heresy
I know what's right or wrong
And my belief is stronger
Than your advice
People, they go to war
Because religion gives them
Reason to fight
Sacrifice, die for pride
A group that caters
No one's fees
Or synthetic deities
Is where I belong
My stand is the human race
Without a label or a face
So they can lick my sack
No more Judgment Day
Only tranquility
Peace signs, protest lines
Mean nothing to me
Honesty born in me
Heresy
Heresy - Pantera
In a world of corruption
Human nature is
Of violent Breed
Who cares if there's no tomorrow
When I die for my future's
Laid out for me
Can't you see?
Rise above the lies
Morals on a backwards globe
A sin to you
For me it's hope.
It's my life and provision
Black or white
Some pay to pray
You question why they
Act this way
It's their fucking decision
No more Judgment Day
Only tranquility
Peace signs, protest lines
Mean nothing to me
Honesty born in me
Heresy
I know what's right or wrong
And my belief is stronger
Than your advice
People, they go to war
Because religion gives them
Reason to fight
Sacrifice, die for pride
A group that caters
No one's fees
Or synthetic deities
Is where I belong
My stand is the human race
Without a label or a face
So they can lick my sack
No more Judgment Day
Only tranquility
Peace signs, protest lines
Mean nothing to me
Honesty born in me
Heresy
Heresy - Pantera
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Turning Tables
Close enough to start a war
All that I have is on the floor
God only knows what we're fighting for
All that I say, you always say more
I can't keep up with your turning tables
Under your thumb, I can't breathe
So I won't let you close enough to hurt me
No, I won't ask you, you to just desert me
I cant give you, what you think you gave me
It's time to say goodbye to turning tables
To turning tables
Under hardest guise I see ooh
Where love is lost, your ghost is found
I braved a hundred storms to leave you
As hard as you try, no I will never be knocked down
I can't keep up with your turning tables
Under your thumb, I can't breathe
So I won't let you close enough to hurt me, no
I won't ask you, you to just desert me
I cant give you, what you think you gave me
It's time to say goodbye to turning tables
Turning tables
Next time I'll be braver
I'll be my own savior
When the thunder calls for me
Next time I'll be braver
I'll be my own savior
Standing on my own two feet
I won't let you close enough to hurt me, no
I won't ask you, you to just desert me
I cant give you, what you think you gave me
It's time to say goodbye to turning tables
To turning tables
Turning tables, yeah
Turning ohh
Turning Tables - Adele
Friday, April 8, 2011
Still Waiting
[Chorus:]
So am I still waiting
For this world to stop hating
Can't find a good reason
Can't find hope to believe in
Drop dead
A bullet to my head
Your words are like a gun in hand
You can't change the state of the nation
We just need some motivation
These eyes
Have seen no conviction
Just lies and more contradiction
So tell me what would you say
I'd say it's time too late....
[Chorus:]
So am I still waiting
For this world to stop hating
Can't find a good reason
Can't find hope to believe in
Ignorance
And understanding
We're the first ones to jump in line
Out of step for what we believe in
But who's left to stop the bleeding
How far
Will we take this
It's not hard to see through the fakeness
So tell me what would you say
I'd say it's time too late
[Chorus]
This can't last forever
Time won't make things better
I feel so alone
Can't help myself
And no one knows
If this is worthless, tell me so
What have we done
with a war that can't be won
This can't be real
Cause I don't know what to feel
[Chorus:]
So am I still waiting
For this world to stop hating
Can't find a good reason
Can't find hope to believe
So am I still waiting
For this world to stop hating
Can't find a good reason
For this world to BELIEVE
Still Waiting - Sum 41
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Intuition
I'm just a simple girl
In a high tech digital world
I really try to understand
All the powers that rule this land
They say Miss J's big butt is boss
Kate Moss can't find a job
In a world of post modern fad
What was good now is bad
It's not hard to understand
Just follow this simple plan
Follow your heart
Your intuition
It will lead you in the right direction
Let go of your mind
Your Intuition
It's easy to find
Just follow your heart baby
You look at me
but you're not quite sure
Am I it or could you get more?
You learn cool from magazines
You learn love from Charlie Sheen
If you want me let me know
I promise I won't say no
[CHORUS REPEAT]
You got something that you want me to sell
Sell your sin. Just cash in.
You got something that you want me to tell
You'll love me. Wait and see.
If you want me
Don't play games
I promise
it won't be in vain
Uh-uh-uh
[CHORUS]
Intuition - Jewel
In a high tech digital world
I really try to understand
All the powers that rule this land
They say Miss J's big butt is boss
Kate Moss can't find a job
In a world of post modern fad
What was good now is bad
It's not hard to understand
Just follow this simple plan
Follow your heart
Your intuition
It will lead you in the right direction
Let go of your mind
Your Intuition
It's easy to find
Just follow your heart baby
You look at me
but you're not quite sure
Am I it or could you get more?
You learn cool from magazines
You learn love from Charlie Sheen
If you want me let me know
I promise I won't say no
[CHORUS REPEAT]
You got something that you want me to sell
Sell your sin. Just cash in.
You got something that you want me to tell
You'll love me. Wait and see.
If you want me
Don't play games
I promise
it won't be in vain
Uh-uh-uh
[CHORUS]
Intuition - Jewel
Monday, April 4, 2011
Insensitive
How do you cool your lips
After a summer’s kiss
How do you rid the sweat
After the body bliss
How do you turn your eyes
From the romantic glare
How do you block the sound
Of a voice you’d know anywhere
Oh, I really should have known
By the time you drove me home
By the vagueness in your eyes
Your casual good-byes
By the chill in your embrace
The expression on your face
That told me
Maybe You might have some advice to give
On how to be
Insensitive
Insensitive
Insensitive
How do you numb your skin
After the warmest touch
How do you slow your blood
After the body rush
How do you free your soul
After you’ve found a friend
How do you teach your heart
It’s a crime to fall in love again
Oh, you probably won’t remember me
It’s probably ancient history
I’m one of the chosen few
Who went ahead and fell for you
I’m out of hope, I’m out of touch
I fell too fast, I feel too much
I thought that you might have
Some advice to give on how to be
Insensitive
I really should have known
By the time you drove me home
By the vagueness in your eyes
Your casual good-byes
By the chill in your embrace
The expression on your face
That told me
Maybe You might have some advice to give
On how to be
Insensitive
Insensitive
Insensitive
Insensitive - Jann Arden
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Sunday, March 20, 2011
Use My Third Arm
Enlight your sense of thought, of touch, of real, a shield,
An underground for this coward.
Building a blood in water scent. It's like some raping,
Without judgement.
Boy in a pocket. Balls in a bag. Serve and
Protect you. His dick his gun, his brain his badge.
A faster way to kill them all would take too goddamn long.
Absorb through pores the great escape. Kill that fuck
To show him up. Equal his displeasure now. Stab his
Ass, a reminded past of what the fuck we live for.
Ourselves.
Arm yourself. A branch. A third arm. Extend your health,
Crawl inside euphoria. Building a blood in water scent. It's
Like a scraping. It's entrapment. Boy in a pocket. Balls in
A bag. Perverted handle. His getting by is a fisted fuck.
A faster way to exterminate them takes too fucking
Long. Absorb through pores the great escape.
Kill that fuck to show him up. Equal his displeasure now.
Stab his ass, a reminded past of what the fuck we live for.
Ourselves.
Half assed for most his life. Piss poor little ham. NARO
Boy- A fake fuck limp dick. Sucking up to the man.
And the world. We need a fucking cold war.
Use My Third Arm - Pantera
An underground for this coward.
Building a blood in water scent. It's like some raping,
Without judgement.
Boy in a pocket. Balls in a bag. Serve and
Protect you. His dick his gun, his brain his badge.
A faster way to kill them all would take too goddamn long.
Absorb through pores the great escape. Kill that fuck
To show him up. Equal his displeasure now. Stab his
Ass, a reminded past of what the fuck we live for.
Ourselves.
Arm yourself. A branch. A third arm. Extend your health,
Crawl inside euphoria. Building a blood in water scent. It's
Like a scraping. It's entrapment. Boy in a pocket. Balls in
A bag. Perverted handle. His getting by is a fisted fuck.
A faster way to exterminate them takes too fucking
Long. Absorb through pores the great escape.
Kill that fuck to show him up. Equal his displeasure now.
Stab his ass, a reminded past of what the fuck we live for.
Ourselves.
Half assed for most his life. Piss poor little ham. NARO
Boy- A fake fuck limp dick. Sucking up to the man.
And the world. We need a fucking cold war.
Use My Third Arm - Pantera
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Cookie Jar
What am I gonna do?
Isn't that just jelly?
All the things I've heard
Of all the things you'll find
I wonder if you know
I wonder if you're bitter
And all that you consider
Like marmalade your mind
And the toll will bring you down real hard
'Cause your house is only made of cards
So sweetly is the dream...in the cookie jar
Everybody else...everywhere you are
Remember what you did...remember what you said
Alone and macarooned...inside your biscuit head
And the toll will bring you down real hard
'Cause your house is only made of cards
What about the jam we're in?
What about when we were friends?
I kept my cookie jar
Too high upon the shelf
Here's what I wish for you
Here's what you must do
Preserve yourself
Preserve yourself
Preserve yourself
(repeat to end)
Cookie Jar - Mark Mulcahy
Isn't that just jelly?
All the things I've heard
Of all the things you'll find
I wonder if you know
I wonder if you're bitter
And all that you consider
Like marmalade your mind
And the toll will bring you down real hard
'Cause your house is only made of cards
So sweetly is the dream...in the cookie jar
Everybody else...everywhere you are
Remember what you did...remember what you said
Alone and macarooned...inside your biscuit head
And the toll will bring you down real hard
'Cause your house is only made of cards
What about the jam we're in?
What about when we were friends?
I kept my cookie jar
Too high upon the shelf
Here's what I wish for you
Here's what you must do
Preserve yourself
Preserve yourself
Preserve yourself
(repeat to end)
Cookie Jar - Mark Mulcahy
Monday, February 14, 2011
She's Not Me
I should have seen the sign way back then
When she told me that you were her best friend
And now she's rolling, rolling, rolling
And you were stolen, stolen, stolen
She started dressing like me and talking like me
It freaked me out
She started calling you up in the middle of the night
What's that about?
I just want to be there when you discover
When you wake up next to your new lover
She might cook you breakfast and love you in the shower
The flavor of the moment, cause she don't have what's ours
She's not me
She doesn't have my name
She'll never have what I have
It won't be the same
It won't be the same
I should have seen the sign when you were here
Under a different light, it's all so clear
She was stealing, stealing, stealing
And now you're feeling, feeling, feeling
She started dyeing her hair and
Wearing the same perfume as me
She started reading my books
And stealing my looks and lingerie
I just want to be there when you discover
You wake up in the morning next to your new lover
She might cook you breakfast and love you in the shower
The thrill is momentary, cause she don't have what's ours
She's not me
She doesn't have my name
She'll never have what I have
It won't be the same
It won't be the same
She is licking her lips
And she's batting her eyes
She's not me
She's got legs up to there
And such beautiful hair
She's not me
Oh, devoted for life
Make a beautiful wife
She's not me
If you spend some more time
I guarantee you will find
She's not me
I know I can do it better
If someone wants to pimp your style
And hang with you a little while
And make off with all the things you like
You're gonna have to watch it
She's not me
She doesn't have my name
She'll never have what I have
It won't be the same
It won't be the same
Never let you forget
She's not me
She's not me, and she never will be
Never let you forget
She's not me
She's not me, and she never will be
[Pharrell's rap]
She's not me
She's not me
She's not me, and she never will be
She's not me
She's not me
She's not me, and she never will be
She never will be
Never will be
Never will be
Never will be
Never will be
Never will be
Never will be...
She's not me and never will be
Never will be...
She's Not Me - Madonna
Saturday, February 12, 2011
High Crimes
Gather round my friends the criminals are in custody
There gonna pay for all their sins and burn in hell for their effigies
My father's not alone, he thinks that fire brought down all of them towers
The people are too far in a trance to understand the hidden hand in its powers
Knockdown dragout now I'm in my bag now
Red Beam Dream if they make me pull the mag out
Long Range Aim aint a thing cannot tag now
You try to scream but its strictly with a gagged mouth
I can triple tap a figure with an AK
In his head from about a thousand feet away
But its my job to keep you outta harms way
Apprehend you and take you to a place where you will pay
That's my middle name there won't be no buy out
If you want a little fame don't be ashamed to try out
From every angle strangle demons till they fly out
Middle finger poke the New World Order's fucking eye out
Thunder only happens when it's raining
These motherfuckers only love you when their gaining
And they call it a conspiracy morals and dogma
Gary Allen Albert pike that's all you need to read
And you will have a masters degree in the New World Order
That's all you need to be
Gather round my friends the criminals are in custody
There gonna pay for all their sins and their crimes against humanity
My father's not alone, he thinks that fire brought down all of them towers
The people are too far in a trance to understand the hidden hand in its powers
High Crimes -- Payday Monsanto
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Thursday, February 10, 2011
Chotee
i was just outa high school in my first band:
i married my drummer. our love was grand.
i thought it was forever - 'til death do us part.
then he cheated on me and he broke my heart.
[chotee:]
so young, so confused. what was i to do?
i'm so sorry, chotee, but i couldn't keep you.
i hope you can forgive me:
my baby, chotee, forgive me:
me and him were fighting on the road for two years.
he never loved me anyway. still brings me to tears.
[chotee:]
he didn't really want you - 'cause he didn't want me.
didn't wanna be a husband, didn't wanna be a daddy.
i hope you can forgive me:
my baby chotee, forgive me:
[sai ram:]
so long, my baby.
[bif:] [pointing to her dog] este es senor nick.
Chotee - Bif Naked
[nick:] como esta usted?
i married my drummer. our love was grand.
i thought it was forever - 'til death do us part.
then he cheated on me and he broke my heart.
[chotee:]
so young, so confused. what was i to do?
i'm so sorry, chotee, but i couldn't keep you.
i hope you can forgive me:
my baby, chotee, forgive me:
me and him were fighting on the road for two years.
he never loved me anyway. still brings me to tears.
[chotee:]
he didn't really want you - 'cause he didn't want me.
didn't wanna be a husband, didn't wanna be a daddy.
i hope you can forgive me:
my baby chotee, forgive me:
[sai ram:]
so long, my baby.
[bif:] [pointing to her dog] este es senor nick.
Chotee - Bif Naked
[nick:] como esta usted?
Sunday, February 6, 2011
I Want To Kill the Black Eyed Peas
I want to kill the Black Eyed Peas
Let’s get the party started
I want to kill The Black Eyed Peas
There shit is so retarded
I want to kill The Black Eyed Peas
There music sucks the worst
I want to kill The Black Eyed Peas
Let’s gang bang Fergie first
Why do all of the suckiest bands
Become the biggest stars
Stop singing about being retarded
You already are
So Fergie if you’re up on stage
And you have to pee
Hold it till you get backstage
And golden shower me
Give Fat Lip A Fat Lip
Dutch oven the Dutchess
I don’t know the other guy’s names
So they can all just suck this
Brutally dismember them
Burn Fergie with her meth pipe
If they die of lady lumps
Tonights gonna be a good night
Repeat ad nauseum
I Want To Kill the Black Eyed Peas - Dick Delicious and the Tasty Testicles
Friday, January 21, 2011
F.U.R.B. (F U Right Back)
Video link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B1K0pUSSFUo
Oh oh
Oooh
No no no
(You know there is two sides to every story)
See I don't know why you cryin' like a bitch
Talkin' shit like a snitch
Why you write a song 'bout me
If you really didn't care
You wouldn't wanna share
Tellin' everybody just how you feel
Fuck what I did was your fault somehow
Fuck the presents, I threw all that shit out
Fuck all the cryin' it didn't mean jack
Well guess what yo, fuck you right back
Fuck what I did was your fault somehow
Fuck the presents, I threw all that shit out
Fuck all the cryin' it didn't mean jack
Well guess what yo, fuck you right back
You thought you could really make me moan
I had better sex all alone (ha ha ha ha)
I had to turn to your friend
Now you want me to come back
You must be smokin' crack
Im goin' else where and thats a fact
Fuck all those nights I moaned real loud
Fuck it, I faked it, aren't you proud
Fuck all those nights you thought you broke my back
Well guess what yo, your sex was wack
Fuck all those nights I moaned real loud
Fuck it, I faked it, aren't you proud
Fuck all those nights you thought you broke my back
Well guess what yo, your sex was wack
Whoa whoa
Uh uh yea
Whoa whoa
Uh uh yea
Whoa whoa
Uh uh yea
Whoa whoa
Uh uh yea
You questioned did I care
Maybe I would have if you woulda gone down there
Now it's over
But I do admit i'm glad I didn't catch your crabs
I can't sweat that cause I got to go
Fuck what I did was your fault somehow
Fuck the presents, I threw all that shit out
Fuck all the cryin' it didn't mean jack
Well guess what yo, fuck you right back.
oh oh
uh uh yea
oh oh
uh uh yea
oh oh
uh uh yea
oh oh
uh uh yea
You made me do this
F.U.R.B. (F U Right Back) - Frankee
Oh oh
Oooh
No no no
(You know there is two sides to every story)
See I don't know why you cryin' like a bitch
Talkin' shit like a snitch
Why you write a song 'bout me
If you really didn't care
You wouldn't wanna share
Tellin' everybody just how you feel
Fuck what I did was your fault somehow
Fuck the presents, I threw all that shit out
Fuck all the cryin' it didn't mean jack
Well guess what yo, fuck you right back
Fuck what I did was your fault somehow
Fuck the presents, I threw all that shit out
Fuck all the cryin' it didn't mean jack
Well guess what yo, fuck you right back
You thought you could really make me moan
I had better sex all alone (ha ha ha ha)
I had to turn to your friend
Now you want me to come back
You must be smokin' crack
Im goin' else where and thats a fact
Fuck all those nights I moaned real loud
Fuck it, I faked it, aren't you proud
Fuck all those nights you thought you broke my back
Well guess what yo, your sex was wack
Fuck all those nights I moaned real loud
Fuck it, I faked it, aren't you proud
Fuck all those nights you thought you broke my back
Well guess what yo, your sex was wack
Whoa whoa
Uh uh yea
Whoa whoa
Uh uh yea
Whoa whoa
Uh uh yea
Whoa whoa
Uh uh yea
You questioned did I care
Maybe I would have if you woulda gone down there
Now it's over
But I do admit i'm glad I didn't catch your crabs
I can't sweat that cause I got to go
Fuck what I did was your fault somehow
Fuck the presents, I threw all that shit out
Fuck all the cryin' it didn't mean jack
Well guess what yo, fuck you right back.
oh oh
uh uh yea
oh oh
uh uh yea
oh oh
uh uh yea
oh oh
uh uh yea
You made me do this
F.U.R.B. (F U Right Back) - Frankee
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Sunday, January 9, 2011
I Gotta Feeling
I gotta feeling
That tonight's gonna be a profile pic
Oooooo oooo
Tonight's gonna be a profile pic
Tonights the night
We'll pic it up
I got my camera
Let's snap it up!
Turn on the flash
and OMG!
Whip out that iPhone
Let's get get... mobile
I know that we'll get along
If you make sure the photos you take
You tag them all
I feel stressed out
I need a new pic
Gotta get home and update my new profile
Filled up my card
What the!!!
Look at my dancing
I can't take a.. pic
Let's go to town
Gotta get a new card
It's on sale
..and now we'll shoot it again
I gotta feeling
Oooooo oooo
That tonight's gonna be a profile pic
Tonight's gonna be a profile pic
I Gotta Feeling - ijustine
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Friday, January 7, 2011
I just had sex
ADVISORY - the following lyrics contain explicit language:
Sometimes somethin' beautiful happens
In this world
You don't know how to express yourself
So you just gotta sing
In this world
You don't know how to express yourself
So you just gotta sing
I just had sex and it felt so good
(Felt so good)
A woman let me put my penis inside of her
I just had sex and I'll never go back
(Never go back)
To the not-having-sex ways of the past
(Felt so good)
A woman let me put my penis inside of her
I just had sex and I'll never go back
(Never go back)
To the not-having-sex ways of the past
Have you ever had sex? I have, it felt great
It felt so good when I did it with my penis
A girl let me do it, it literally just happened
Havin' sex can make a nice man out the meanest
It felt so good when I did it with my penis
A girl let me do it, it literally just happened
Havin' sex can make a nice man out the meanest
Never guess where I just came from, I had sex
If I had to describe the feeling, it was the best
When I had the sex, man, my penis felt great
And I called my parents right after I was done
If I had to describe the feeling, it was the best
When I had the sex, man, my penis felt great
And I called my parents right after I was done
Oh, hey, didn't see you there, guess what I just did?
Had sex undressed, saw her boobies and the rest
Was sure nice of her to let you do that thing
Nice of any girl ever, now sing
Had sex undressed, saw her boobies and the rest
Was sure nice of her to let you do that thing
Nice of any girl ever, now sing
I just had sex and it felt so good
(Felt so good)
A woman let me put my penis inside of her
I want to tell the world
(Felt so good)
A woman let me put my penis inside of her
I want to tell the world
To be honest, I'm surprised she even wanted me to do it
Doesn't even really make sense, but, man, screw it
I ain't one to argue with a good thing, she could be my wife
That good? The best thirty seconds of my life
Doesn't even really make sense, but, man, screw it
I ain't one to argue with a good thing, she could be my wife
That good? The best thirty seconds of my life
I'm so humbled by a girl's ability to let me do her
'Cause honestly, I'd have sex with a pile of manure
With that in mind, a soft, nice-smellin' girl's better
Plus, she let me wear my chain and my turtle-neck sweater
'Cause honestly, I'd have sex with a pile of manure
With that in mind, a soft, nice-smellin' girl's better
Plus, she let me wear my chain and my turtle-neck sweater
So this one's dedicated to them girls
That let us flop around on top of them
If you're near or far, whether short or tall
We want to thank you all for letting us fuck you
That let us flop around on top of them
If you're near or far, whether short or tall
We want to thank you all for letting us fuck you
She kept lookin' at her watch
(Doesn't matter, had sex)
But I cried the whole time
(Doesn't matter, had sex)
I think she might've been a racist
(Doesn't matter, had sex)
She put a bag on my head
(Still counts)
(Doesn't matter, had sex)
But I cried the whole time
(Doesn't matter, had sex)
I think she might've been a racist
(Doesn't matter, had sex)
She put a bag on my head
(Still counts)
I just had sex and my dreams came true
(Dreams came true)
So if you had sex in the last thirty minutes
Then you're qualified to sing with me
(Dreams came true)
So if you had sex in the last thirty minutes
Then you're qualified to sing with me
I just had sex
(Everybody sing)
And it felt so good
(We all had sex)
(Felt so good)
A woman let me put my penis inside of her
(I want to tell the world)
I just had sex and I'll never go back
(No, no, no)
(Everybody sing)
And it felt so good
(We all had sex)
(Felt so good)
A woman let me put my penis inside of her
(I want to tell the world)
I just had sex and I'll never go back
(No, no, no)
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Saturday, January 1, 2011
Glamorous
If you ain't got no money take yo' broke ass home
You say: If you ain't got no money take yo' broke ass home
G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S, yeah G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S
[B-Section:]
We flying the first class
Up in the sky
Poppin' champagne
Livin' the life
In the fast lane
And I wont change
For the glamorous, oh the flossy flossy
[chorus:]
The glamorous,
The glamorous, glamorous (the glamorous life)
For the glamorous, oh the flossy flossy
The glamorous,
The glamorous, glamorous (the glamorous life)
For the glamorous, oh the flossy flossy
[Verse:]
Wear them gold and diamonds rings
All them things don't mean a thing
Chaperons and limousines
Shopping for expensive things
I be on the movie screens
Magazines and boogie scenes
I'm not clean, I'm not pristine
I'm a queen, I'm no machine
I still go to Taco Bell
Drive through, raw as Hell
I don't care, I'm still real
No matter how many records I sell
After the show or after the Grammys
I like to go cool out with the family
Sippin', reminiscing on days when I had a Mustang
And now I'm in...
We flying the first class
Up in the sky
Poppin' champagne
Livin' the life
In the fast lane
And I wont change
For the glamorous, oh the flossy flossy
The glamorous,
The glamorous, glamorous (the glamorous life)
For the glamorous, oh the flossy flossy
The glamorous,
The glamorous, glamorous (the glamorous life)
For the glamorous, oh the flossy flossy
[Ludacris:]
I'm talking Champagne wishes, caviar dreams
You deserve nothing but all the finer things
Now this whole world has no clue what to do with us
I've got enough money in the bank for the two of us
Brother gotta keep enough lettuce
To support your shoe fetish
Lifestyles so rich and famous
Robin Leach will get jealous
Half a million for the stones
Takin' trips from here to Rome
So If you ain't got no money take yo' broke ass home
G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S, yeah G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S
We flying the first class
Up in the sky
Poppin' champagne
Livin' the life
In the fast lane
And I wont change
By glamorous, oh the flossy flossy
The glamorous,
The glamorous, glamorous (the glamorous life)
By glamorous, oh the flossy flossy
The glamorous,
The glamorous, glamorous (the glamorous life)
By glamorous, oh the flossy flossy
I got problems up to here
I've got people in my ear
Telling me these crazy things
That I don't want to know (fuck y'all)
I've got money in the bank
And I'd really like to thank
All the fans, I'd like to thank
Thank you really though
Cuz i remember yesterday
When I dreamt about the days
When I'd rock on MTV, that be really dope
Damn, It's been a long road
And the industry is cold
I'm glad my daddy told me so, he let his daughter know.
(If you ain't got no money take your broke ass home!)
I'm glad my daddy told me so, he let his daughter know.
(If you ain't got no money take your broke ass home!)
I'm glad my daddy told me so, he let his daughter know.
(If you ain't got no money take your broke ass home!)
Glamorous - Fergie
You say: If you ain't got no money take yo' broke ass home
G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S, yeah G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S
[B-Section:]
We flying the first class
Up in the sky
Poppin' champagne
Livin' the life
In the fast lane
And I wont change
For the glamorous, oh the flossy flossy
[chorus:]
The glamorous,
The glamorous, glamorous (the glamorous life)
For the glamorous, oh the flossy flossy
The glamorous,
The glamorous, glamorous (the glamorous life)
For the glamorous, oh the flossy flossy
[Verse:]
Wear them gold and diamonds rings
All them things don't mean a thing
Chaperons and limousines
Shopping for expensive things
I be on the movie screens
Magazines and boogie scenes
I'm not clean, I'm not pristine
I'm a queen, I'm no machine
I still go to Taco Bell
Drive through, raw as Hell
I don't care, I'm still real
No matter how many records I sell
After the show or after the Grammys
I like to go cool out with the family
Sippin', reminiscing on days when I had a Mustang
And now I'm in...
We flying the first class
Up in the sky
Poppin' champagne
Livin' the life
In the fast lane
And I wont change
For the glamorous, oh the flossy flossy
The glamorous,
The glamorous, glamorous (the glamorous life)
For the glamorous, oh the flossy flossy
The glamorous,
The glamorous, glamorous (the glamorous life)
For the glamorous, oh the flossy flossy
[Ludacris:]
I'm talking Champagne wishes, caviar dreams
You deserve nothing but all the finer things
Now this whole world has no clue what to do with us
I've got enough money in the bank for the two of us
Brother gotta keep enough lettuce
To support your shoe fetish
Lifestyles so rich and famous
Robin Leach will get jealous
Half a million for the stones
Takin' trips from here to Rome
So If you ain't got no money take yo' broke ass home
G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S, yeah G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S
We flying the first class
Up in the sky
Poppin' champagne
Livin' the life
In the fast lane
And I wont change
By glamorous, oh the flossy flossy
The glamorous,
The glamorous, glamorous (the glamorous life)
By glamorous, oh the flossy flossy
The glamorous,
The glamorous, glamorous (the glamorous life)
By glamorous, oh the flossy flossy
I got problems up to here
I've got people in my ear
Telling me these crazy things
That I don't want to know (fuck y'all)
I've got money in the bank
And I'd really like to thank
All the fans, I'd like to thank
Thank you really though
Cuz i remember yesterday
When I dreamt about the days
When I'd rock on MTV, that be really dope
Damn, It's been a long road
And the industry is cold
I'm glad my daddy told me so, he let his daughter know.
(If you ain't got no money take your broke ass home!)
I'm glad my daddy told me so, he let his daughter know.
(If you ain't got no money take your broke ass home!)
I'm glad my daddy told me so, he let his daughter know.
(If you ain't got no money take your broke ass home!)
Glamorous - Fergie
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