The favourite lyrics thread!

[.mef.]

Mine are:

Eat what you are while you're falling apart
And it opened a can of worms
The gun's in my hand and I know it looks bad
But believe me I'm innocent
I'm fearful I'm fearful I'm fearful of flying
And flying is fearful of me
I covered my eyes when she told me the news
Turning me on with my lightsabre cocksucking blues

 

[xane]

http://www.rathergood.com/lightsabre/

 

[Xtro 2.0]

1.

"You and Me Theme"

you and me
me and you
lots and lots
for us to do
ooh ooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

you and me
me and you
lots and lots
for us to do
ooh oooh oooh ooh ooh oooh oooh OOH

Copyright Brian Cant 1978

2.

"Maggie" by GBH

Maggie maggie maggie maggie maggie maggie
maggie maggie maggie maggie maggie maggie
maggie maggie maggie maggie maggie you fucking ****

Maggie maggie maggie maggie maggie maggie
maggie maggie maggie maggie maggie maggie
maggie maggie maggie maggie maggie you fucking ****

Maggie maggie maggie maggie maggie maggie
maggie maggie maggie maggie maggie maggie
maggie maggie maggie maggie maggie you fucking ****

Maggie maggie maggie maggie fuck you maggie

Copyright GBH 1982

 

[sad_mung]

Why do birds
Suddenly appear
Every time
You are near
Just like me,
They long to be
Close to you

Why do stars
Fall down from the sky
Every time
You walk by?
Just like me,
They long to be
Close to you

On the day that you were born
The angels got together, and
Decided to create a dream come true
So they springled moon dust
In your hair of gold
And starlight in your eyes of blue

That is why
All the boys in town
Follow you
All around
Just like me,
They long to be
Close to you

BURT BACHARACH

 

[doh_boy]

Originally posted by sad_mung
Why do birds
Suddenly appear
<snip would be too long>

BURT BACHARACH

This is a better song

Talkin' to myself and feelin' old
Sometimes I'd like to quit
Nothing ever seems to fit
Hangin' around
Nothing to do but frown
Rainy Days and Mondays always get me down.

What I've got they used to call the blues
Nothin' is really wrong
Feelin' like I don't belong
Walkin' around
Some kind of lonely clown
Rainy Days and Mondays always get me down.

Funny but it seems I always wind up here with you
Nice to know somebody loves me
Funny but it seems that it's the only thing to do
Run and find the one who loves me.

What I feel has come and gone before
No need to talk it out
We know what it's all about
Hangin' around
Nothing to do but frown
Rainy Days and Mondays always get me down.

 

[Shocko]

The emotional part of "when the crowds are gone" by Savatage. Power balladry at its best.

I never wanted to know
Never wanted to see
I wasted my time till time wasted me
Never wanted to go
Always wanted to stay
Cause the person I am are the parts that I play
So I play and I plan
And hope and I scheme
To the lure of a night
Filled with unfinished dreams
And I'm holding on tight
To a world gone astray
As they charge me for years
I can no longer pay

 

[Jupitus]

Know no fear I'll still be here tomorrow
Bend my ear I'm not gonna go away
You are love so why do you shed a tear
Know no fear you will see heaven from here

I'll shelter you make it alright to cry
And you'll help too cos the faith in myself
Has run dry
We are love and I just wanna hold you near
Know no fear we will see heaven from here

I see real love in your eyes
And it fills me up when you start to cry

I just wanna hold you near
We will see heaven from here

Well it all seems out of reach
I will take the blame if it keeps the peace
My shelf life's short
Wish they'd make it more easy to follow
And I've been caught with nothing but
Love on my mind
We are love don't let it fall on deaf ears
Now it's clear we have seen heaven from here

But ask me another day and the answer could be totally different. Songs are so much about moods.

 

[MYstIC G]

Originally posted by Xtro 2.0
*stuff*

What no "mmmmm" ?

 

[Munkey-]

sippin on gin and juice

laid back

With my mind on my money and my money on my mind

 

[Yoni]

Get On Top

Get on Top Get on Top

Hit me come get me I bite but she bit me

Go-rilla ****-illa
Sammy D and Salmonella
Come with me ’cause I’m an ass killer
You’re ill but I’m iller

I’ll malinger on your block and
Give the finger to a cop and
Pick a lock before I knock and
Set you up to get on top

Chorus:
Complications of a mastermind
Last temptation of my kind
Extra planetary sign
When do we align
All in time
Right on

Get up come sit up I light but she lit up

Grass Hopper Show Stopper
The life of a Wife Swapper
Come with me ’cause I’m a big bopper
You do but I wopper

Exterminate my cause
You want to draw some straws
Be the one to see my flaws
Make me bleed with painted claws

Chorus

Get on Top Get on Top

Hit me come get me I bite but she bit me

Speed Baller Rhodes Scholar
Bottom Bitch And a Bottom Dollar
Come with me ’cause I’m a Free Faller
You hoot but I holler

I’ll malinger on your block
Give the finger to a cop and
Pick a lock before I knock on
Set you up to get on top

Get on Top

 

[maxi--]

Originally posted by .mef.
Mine are:

Eat what you are while you're falling apart
And it opened a can of worms
The gun's in my hand and I know it looks bad
But believe me I'm innocent
I'm fearful I'm fearful I'm fearful of flying
And flying is fearful of me
I covered my eyes when she told me the news
Turning me on with my lightsabre cocksucking blues

Fuckin' A!
and http://www.rathergood.com/lightsabre/ is hilarious

"nicotine stain on <??account??> of my crutch and im aching from FUCKING too much" i just love the way he sings that :/

 

[old.ignus]

Crashing on the ground
the silence seems to suffocate
and bury me again
waiting for a taste of happiness
to lift me free and carry me away

I'm climbing high
up above the streets
and rows of neon lights
I'm holding out my hand but I'm alone

Wish I could show you
Wish you could see through my eyes
Tomorrow shines through
But I'm missing yesterday


Not sure if those are spot on but I don't have the CD nearby.

 

[FatBusinessman]

I can't look at the rocket launch,
The trophy wives of the astronauts,
And I won't listen to their words,
'Cos I like.... birds.

 

[maxi--]

In fear every day, every evening,
He calls her aloud from above,
Carefully watched for a reason,
Painstaking devotion and love,
Surrendered to self preservation,
From others who care for themselves.
A blindness that touches perfection,
But hurts just like anything else.

Isolation, isolation, isolation.

Mother I tried please believe me,
I'm doing the best that I can.
I'm ashamed of the things I've been put through,
I'm ashamed of the person I am.

Isolation, isolation, isolation.

But if you could just see the beauty,
These things I could never describe,
These pleasures a wayward distraction,
This is my one lucky prize.

Isolation, isolation, isolation, isolation, isolation.
___________________________________________

this does not apply to me, but It's so brilliantly written. Direct and poetic to a degree.

 

[Addlcove]

I thought you'd be out of my mind
And I'd finally found a way to
Learn to live without you
I thought it was just a matter of time
'til I had a hundred reasons
Not to think about you
But it's just not so
And after all this time
I still can't let go

I've still got your face
Painted on my heart
Scrawled upon my soul
Etched upon my memory baby
I've got your kiss
Still burning on my lips
The touch of my fingertips
Is love so deep inside of me baby

I was trying everything that I can
To get my heart to forget you
But it just can't seem to
I guess it's just no use
In every part of me
Is still a part of you

I've still got your face
Painted on my heart
Scrawled upon my soul
Etched upon my memory baby
I've got your kiss
Still burning on my lips
The touch of my fingertips
Is love so deep inside of me baby

I've still got your face
Painted on my heart
Painted on my heart
Painted on my heart

Something in your eyes keeps haunting.... me
I'm trying to escape you
And I know there ain't no way to
To chase you from my mind

I've still got your face
Painted on my heart
Scrawled upon my soul
Etched upon my memory baby
I've got your kiss
Still burning on my lips
The touch of my fingertips
Is love so deep inside of me, baby

I've still got your face
I've still got your face
painted on my heart
painted on my heart
painted on my heart

 

[Munkey-]

I've got a bike. You can ride it if you like.
It's got a basket, a bell that rings and
Things to make it look good.
I'd give it to you if I could, but I borrowed it.
You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world.
I'll give you anything, ev'rything if you want things.
I've got a cloak. It's a bit of a joke.
There's a tear up the front. It's red and black.
I've had it for months.
If you think it could look good, then I guess it should.
You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world.
I'll give you anything, ev'rything if you want things.
I know a mouse, and he hasn't got a house.
I don't know why. I call him Gerald.
He's getting rather old, but he's a good mouse.
You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world.
I'll give you anything, ev'rything if you want things.
I've got a clan of gingerbread men.
Here a man, there a man, lots of gingerbread men.
Take a couple if you wish. They're on the dish.
You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world.
I'll give you anything, ev'rything if you want things.
I know a room of musical tunes.
Some rhyme, some ching. Most of them are clockwork.
Let's go into the other room and make them work.

 

[Xtro 2.0]

There's a cock in my pocket
Burning like a big fuck off rocket
Bend over and sock it to me
Up the fudge tunnel crack away
Shit in my mouth please leave some gooey bits
Then I can smear it on your tits
But only if your kids watch
And don't talk too much

Pigskin smell what the fuck
I only wanted you to lick not to suck
Cock and crack smack whack smack
Smear those...BITS
Right on my...TITS
Up up up up up up up COCK!

Rod, Jane and Freddy 1987

 

[silverthorn]

Originally posted by Shocko
The emotional part of "when the crowds are gone" by Savatage. Power balladry at its best.

I never wanted to know
Never wanted to see
I wasted my time till time wasted me
Never wanted to go
Always wanted to stay
Cause the person I am are the parts that I play
So I play and I plan
And hope and I scheme
To the lure of a night
Filled with unfinished dreams
And I'm holding on tight
To a world gone astray
As they charge me for years
I can no longer pay

Bloody hell Shocko, never thought I'd find another Sava fan on here!!!

Helloween - The Chance

We're living in a constant fight
Too much pressure everywhere
And all around

Don't let it pull you down
Hold on tight
Cling to your dreams

Don't you depend on someone else
Think for yourself and win the race

The chance you got comes never twice
Do your best, and do it right

Time will come but don't you hide
You are on your way

You're led by God but you're not a pawn
Should live your life, don't care 'bout any scorn

Just let them fool around
No need to cry
Don't give up

Try to be as smart as you can be
I know you own so much ability

 

[Aoami]

The Sugarcubes - Fucking in Rhythm and Sorrow

A divorced lady arrives home from a bar
Guess, guess what she sees, sees there
There is a naked person in my flat!
He's got a weird expression on his face!
Oh my god and jesus as well!
W-what are you doing here?
Are you hurting your chest?
Offending yourself?
Forcing yourself into pain and sorrow like there is no tomorrow?
You should use the pain and sorrow
To fill you up with power
Life's both sweet and sour!

He looks at me hopeless with tears in his eyes
Goes out of the window and up on the roof
Naked man, naked man calm down!
I-I'll give you some strawberry cake

Don't act like there is no tomorrow
You should use the pain and the sorrow
To fill you up with power
Life's both sweet and sour!

 

[SilverHood]

Shifting the dream
Nothing could bring me further from my old friend time.
Shifting the dream
It's charging the scene
I know where I marked the signs.

I suffer the dreams of a world gone mad
I like it like that and I know it
I know it well, ugly and sweet,
That temper madness with an even extreme.

[Edit]"Leave", by REM[/edit]

 

[SilverHood]

Maybe maybe it's the clothes we wear
The tasteless bracelets and the dye in our hair
Maybe it's our kookiness
Or maybe maybe it's our nowhere towns
Our nothing places and our cellophane sounds
Maybe it's our looseness
But we're trash you and me
We're the litter on the breeze
We're the lovers on the streets
Just trash me and you
It's in everything we do
It's in everything we do...
Maybe maybe it's the things we say,
The words we've heard and the music we play,
Maybe it's our cheapness,
Or maybe, maybe it's the times we've had,
The lazy days and the crazes and the fads,
Maybe it's our sweetness,
But we're trash, you and me,
We're the litter on the breeze,
We're the lovers on the street,
Just trash, me and you,
It's in everything we do,
It's in everything we do...

[Edit]"Trash", bye Suede[/Edit]

 

[brp]

Maybe not the most meaningful but thoroughly entertaining:

GOOD EVENING, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, HERE'S A LITTLE NUMBER I TOSSED OFF RECENTLY IN THE CARIBBEAN.
Isn't it awfully nice to have a penis,
Isn't it frightfully good to have a dong.
It's swell to have a stiffy,
It's divine to own a dick.
From the tiniest little tadger,
To the world's biggest prick.
So three cheers for your willy or John Thomas.
Hooray for your one-eyed trouser snake.
Your piece of pork,
Your wife's best friend,
Your Percy or your cock.
You can wrap it up in ribbons,
You can slip it in your sock.
But don't take it out in public
Or they will stick you in the dock,
And you won't come back.

 

[WPKenny]

Rather than entire songs I like to just pick out certain lines.

"And all at once he looked accross a crowded toom to see the way that light attaches to a girl" - Counting crows

"Caught a bolt of lightning, cursed the day he let it go" - Pearl Jam

 

[maxi--]

I hope that our few remaining friends
Give up on trying to save us
I hope we come up with a failsafe plot
To piss off the dumb few that forgave us
I hope the fences we mended
Fall down beneath their own weight
And I hope we hang on past the last exit
I hope it's already too late
And I hope the junkyard a few blocks from here
Someday burns down
And I hope the rising black smoke carries me far away
And I never come back to this town
Again in my life
I hope I lie
And tell everyone you were a good wife
And I hope you die
I hope we both die

I hope I cut myself shaving tomorrow
I hope it bleeds all day long
Our friends say it's darkest before the sun rises
We're pretty sure they're all wrong
I hope it stays dark forever
I hope the worst isn't over
And I hope you blink before I do
Yeah I hope I never get sober
And I hope when you think of me years down the line
You can't find one good thing to say
And I'd hope that if I found the strength to walk out
You'd stay the hell out of my way
I am drowning
There is no sign of land
You are coming down with me
Hand in unlovable hand
And I hope you die
I hope we both die


god BLESS the Mountain Goats eh!

 

[old.ignus]

Hey fucking santa claws
wheres me fucking bike?
I've unwrapped whese bastard presents twice
theres fuck all here I like
I wrote you a fucking letter
and I came to see you twice
you white haired geriatric c***
where's me fucking bike?

 

[mank]

Originally posted by maxi--
this does not apply to me, but It's so brilliantly written. Direct and poetic to a degree.

Isolation is excellent but Ian wrote much better lyrics than that, he was a brilliant lyricist.

Vintage aromas and vintage ideals
Old men greying to a dying country's needs
Waiting for a knighthood to while away the hours
Listen and learn now it's time to kill your betters

Museums are dead take a new art stance
Paint mass suicide on the aspiration diktat

Hospital closures kill more than car bombs ever will
And it saves money because people are expendable
Cold shoulder insurgents and love arms dealers
Everybody's taking drugs because it makes governing easier

Museums are dead take a new art stance
Paint mass suicide on the aspiration diktat
Sell out the past and learn to obey
You spit out and douse a molotov cocktail

Revolution soon dies, sold out for a pay rise
China, Russia, England, all washed up in power abuse
Terrorism is an excuse that the ruling class use
Wipe out aristocracy now, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill

England makes judgements of old school propaganda
The only threat to heads are silenced by dumb pleasure
Museums are dead take a new art stance
Paint mass suicide on the aspiration diktat

 

[pcg79]

Don't want to move too fast but can't resist yo sexy ass. just spreeeaaadddd, spreeadd for meeee.

 

[Xtro 2.0]

I kill children
I love to see them die
I kill children
And make their mamas cry
Crush 'em under my car
I wanna hear them scream
Feed 'em poison candy
To spoil their Halloween

So your're in the kids' ward
You're in there cos you're ill
How about some Pavulon
So I can see you chill

Time to hit the scool bus
I think I'll shoot the tires
Offer them a helping hand
Of open telephone wires

Ever wanted to die?
Of course you have
But I won't till I get my revenge
I don't wanna see people any more

Things I never ever saw before
Make me see them for the shit they are
Take as many as I can away with me
Anyone can be king for a day

So I kill children
I love to see them die
I kill children
And make their mamas cry
I bang their heads in doors
I kill children
Can hardly wait for yours….

 

[Trem]

This circus is falling down on its knees
The big top is crumbling down
It's raining in Baltimore fifty miles east
Where you should be, no one's around
I need a phone call
I need a raincoat
I need a big love
I need a phone call
These train conversations are passing me by
And I don't have nothing to say
You get what you pay for
But I just had no intention of living this way
I need a phone call
I need a plane ride
I need a sunburn
I need a raincoat
And I get no answers
And I don't get no change
It's raining in Baltimore, baby
But everything else is the same
There's things I remember and things I forget
I miss you I guess that I should
Three thousand five hundred miles away
But what would you change if you could?
I need a phone call Maybe I should buy a new car
I can always hear a freight train baby if I listen real hard
And I wish it was a small world
Because I'm lonely for the big towns
I'd like to hear a little guitar
I guess it's time to put the top down
I need a phone call
I need a raincoat

Edited to include this - Counting Crows - Raining In Baltimore.

 

[leggy]

This has turned into copy and paste shit words thread.

Except for Trem who has posted a song which makes meh cry.