Cancer Posted October 6, 2016 Report Share Posted October 6, 2016 Maybe it's because I'm only starting That I think it won't take too long Maybe it's because I can see you laughing That I think you've got it wrong Maybe I could be like Robin Hood Like and outlaw dressed all in green Someone said what's he gonna turn out like And someone else said never mind Well I was big and bold and more than twice as old As all the cats I'd ever seen I grew my hair and bought a suit Of shiny white or was it cream I shook and shivered danced and quivered And stood on a mountain top No one came from miles around and said Man your music is really hot Well I knew what they meant because I was a freak My throat was tired and worn My pretty face just looked out of place As they poured on the scorn I wrote on yellow paper from a man who was the king He said my boy we'll have some crazy scenes There weren't any scenes at all like he was talkin' about He must've been the king of queens Well I could write a million songs about the things I've done But I could never sing them so they'd never get sung There's a law for the rich and one for the poor and there's another one for singers It's die young and live much longer Spend your money and sit and wonder No one came for miles around And said man your music is really funky I believe that I must tell the truth And say things as they really are But if I told the truth and nothing but the truth Could I ever be a star Nobody knows who's real and who's fakin' Everyone's shouting out loud It's only the glitter and shine that gets through Where's my Robin Hood outfit Well I've come and I've gone before you wink an eye No one ever cared enough to say goodbye The money's good and the time you have Fun and games galore But you spend your money and lie in bed forgotten And you wonder what you did it for No one came from miles around And said man who's he? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pariah Posted October 7, 2016 Author Report Share Posted October 7, 2016 Tell me what you think I've been doing wrong I'm too high to hear what you say Maybe write a letter if it takes too long I won't come down today I found a pretty girl who loves me true I don't ask why, and she won't say I'm about ten miles over you I won't come down today I just bought a balloon Me and the girl are taking a ride Float just under the moon Dumping your things over the side If you're gonna leave, will you let me know I won't try to make you stay Gonna throw a party on the day you go I won't come down today I just bought a balloon Me and the girl are taking a ride Float just under the moon Dumping your things over the side I might be coming home, but I don't know when I'm up so high, I might float away I don't ever want to come down again I won't come down today Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Greywind Posted October 11, 2016 Report Share Posted October 11, 2016 He rocked his way through yesterday, lord he thought he had a chanceHe played guitar and wrote some tunes, of love and romance He did his share of travelin', like a dog without a homeA fugitive who would rather give, a star that never shone Isn't it a pity, isn't it a shameNo one ever warned the boyRock n' roll is a vicious game, oh yeah He said he wouldn't get led around, or caught up in the gamesOr end up in a gallery, of faces with no names And rock 'n' roll was in his soul, and music was a friendHe recorded a song that made us sing along, and he was on the road again Isn't it a pity, isn't it a shameNo one ever warned the boyRock n' roll is a vicious game, oh oh, oh yeah, oh oh Stage fright, ooh, and long black limousinesHe's pushing himself a way too hard, or so it seems He opened up his heart to us, he gave us what he couldWe sympathized and harmonized, he made us all feel good But it's funny how those things can change, and time can pass us bySongs that moved us so easily, no longer make us cry Now isn't it a pity, isn't it a shameNo one ever warned the boyRock n' roll is a vicious game, oh oh, oh Oh yeah, oh, oh oh oh, oh, yeah, yeah yeah yeahMy my my, rock 'n roll is a vicious game, yeahRock 'n' roll, rock 'n' roll, yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ternaugh Posted October 11, 2016 Report Share Posted October 11, 2016 They're kissing babies and telling me liesThey're taking over my televisionThey're making noises that sound so wiseTrying to influence my decisionRituals old fashionedWith speeches so proud and passionateHope reigns, fears ruleI may be crazy but I'm not such a foolNo such fool Red day on blue streetAnd this world promises everythingOld shoes on new feet againNothing changesRed day on blue street Here comes a man with a face so sincereHere comes another with power on his mindBoth with a want for a word in my earBoth with a message of hope for my kindHeads of this nationFight lies with misinformation andThis gives, that takesOne or the other for the difference it makesNone at all Red day on blue streetAnd this world promises everythingOld shoes on new feet againNothing changesRed day on blue street We are the chosen onesYou have asked us to serve youWe deserve youIt's going the way that we said it wouldWe say that you never had it so goodNo one's a loser who plays our gameThe difference is clear, we just changed our nameNobody knows that it's just the sameRed day on blue streetOr how aboutBlue day on red streetIt doesn't matter, it really doesn'tIt doesn't matter, it really doesn't Somebody showing me the magical waySomebody waving the key to my chainsThey must believe I was born yesterdayThey must believe I've got sand for my brainsMembers historicalWoo me with words rhetoricalBlood runs, mud fliesCan't see a thing for the wool in my eyesIn my eyes Red day on blue streetAnd this world promises everythingOld shoes on new feet againNothing changesRed day on blue streetThis world promises everythingOld shoes on new feet againNothing changesRed day on blue street Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
aylwin13 Posted October 11, 2016 Report Share Posted October 11, 2016 Hello darkness, my old friendI've come to talk with you againBecause a vision softly creepingLeft its seeds while I was sleepingAnd the vision that was planted in my brainStill remainsWithin the sound of silenceIn restless dreams I walked aloneNarrow streets of cobblestone'Neath the halo of a street lampI turned my collar to the cold and dampWhen my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon lightThat split the nightAnd touched the sound of silenceAnd in the naked light I sawTen thousand people, maybe morePeople talking without speakingPeople hearing without listeningPeople writing songs that voices never shareAnd no one daredDisturb the sound of silence"Fools", said I, "You do not knowSilence like a cancer growsHear my words that I might teach youTake my arms that I might reach you"But my words, like silent raindrops fellAnd echoedIn the wells of silenceAnd the people bowed and prayedTo the neon god they madeAnd the sign flashed out its warningIn the words that it was formingAnd the sign said, "The words of the prophets are written on the subway wallsAnd tenement halls"And whispered in the sounds of silence tkdguy and Burrito Boy 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Greywind Posted October 11, 2016 Report Share Posted October 11, 2016 One revolution turning around, grace under pressure, but don't make a soundOur house is divided, but together we standOne constitution goin' hand to handHere's to you, red and yellow, black and whiteOnce the daylight turned to nightWe're not as bold as we may seem, we're looking for the American dreamYes, American dreamSome people hiding, they do underground, sex as an issue in every dead townTrading in secrets and dealing in liesLiving is easy when you close your eyesHere's to you, red and yellow, black and whiteJoin the daylight, return to nightWe're not as bold as we may seem, we're looking for the American dreamSome people hiding, they do underground, sex as an issue in every dead townTrading in secrets and dealing in liesLiving is easy when you close your eyes - looking for the American dream, yeahLooking for the American dream, the American dreamAnd we're not as bold as we may seem, American dreamWe're looking for the American dream... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted October 11, 2016 Report Share Posted October 11, 2016 (edited) Oh, flew in from Miami Beach B.O.A.C. Didn't get to bed last night On the way the paper bag was on my knee Man I had a dreadful flight I'm back in the U.S.S.R. You don't know how lucky you are boy Back in the U.S.S.R. (Yeah) Been away so long I hardly knew the place Gee it's good to be back home Leave it till tomorrow to unpack my case Honey disconnect the phone I'm back in the U.S.S.R. You don't know how lucky you are boy Back in the U.S. Back in the U.S. Back in the U.S.S.R. Well the Ukraine girls really knock me out They leave the West behind And Moscow girls make me sing and shout That Georgia's always on my mind Aw come on ! Ho yeah ! Ho yeah ! Ho ho yeah ! Yeah yeah ! Yeah I'm back in the U.S.S.R. You don't know how lucky you are boys Back in the U.S.S.R. Well the Ukraine girls really knock me out They leave the West behind And Moscow girls make me sing and shout That Georgia's always on my mind Oh, show me around your snow-peaked mountains way down south Take me to your daddy's farm Let me hear your balalaika's ringing out Come and keep your comrade warm I'm back in the U.S.S.R. Hey you don't know how lucky you are boys Back in the U.S.S.R. Oh let me tell you, honey Hey, I'm back ! I'm back in the U.S.S.R. Yes, I'm free! Yeah, back in the U.S.S.R. Ha ha Edited July 25, 2023 by death tribble Pariah and Cancer 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted October 11, 2016 Report Share Posted October 11, 2016 (edited) The people's flag is deepest red It shrouded oft our martyred dead And ere their limbs grew stiff and cold Their hearts' blood dyed to every fold Then raise the scarlet standard high Beneath it's folds we'll live and die Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer We'll keep the red flag flying here It waved above our infant might When all ahead seemed dark as night It witnessed many a deed and vow We must not change it's colour now Then raise the scarlet standard high Beneath it's folds we'll live and die Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer We'll keep the red flag flying here It well recalls the triumphs past It gives the hope of peace at last The banner bright, the symbol plain Of human right and human gain Then raise the scarlet standard high Beneath it's folds we'll live and die Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer We'll keep the red flag flying here It suits today the meek and base Whose minds are fixed on pelf and place To cringe beneath the rich man's frown And haul that sacred emblem down Then raise the scarlet standard high Beneath it's folds we'll live and die Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer We'll keep the red flag flying here With heads uncovered swear we all To bare it onward till we fall Come dungeons dark or gallows grim This song shall be our parting hymn Then raise the scarlet standard high Beneath it's folds we'll live and die Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer We'll keep the red flag flying here Edited July 25, 2023 by death tribble Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted October 11, 2016 Report Share Posted October 11, 2016 Allons enfants de la patrie, Le jour de gloire est arrivé ! Contre nous de la tyrannie L'etendard sanglant est levé ! (bis) Entendez-vous dans les campagnes, Mugir ces féroces soldats ? Ils viennent jusque dans nos bras Égorger nos fils, nos compagnes ! Aux armes, citoyens !Formez vos bataillons !Marchons! Marchons !Qu'un sang impurAbreuve nos sillons ! 2 Amour sacré de la patrie,Conduis, soutiens nos bras vengeurs !Liberté, Liberté cherie,Combats avec tes défenseurs ! (bis)Sous nos drapeaux, que la victoireAccoure à tes mâles accents !Que tes ennemis expirantsVoient ton triomphe et notre gloire !2 Aux armes, citoyens !Formez vos bataillons !Marchons! Marchons !Qu'un sang impurAbreuve nos sillons ! Nous entrerons dans la carrièreQuand nos aînés n'y seront plus;Nous y trouverons leur poussièreEt la trace de leurs vertus.Bien moins jaloux de leur survivreQue de partager leur cercueil,Nous aurons le sublime orgueilDe les venger ou de les suivre ! Aux armes, citoyens !Formez vos bataillons !Marchons! Marchons !Qu'un sang impurAbreuve nos sillons ! tkdguy 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted October 11, 2016 Report Share Posted October 11, 2016 Brothers of Italy, Italy has woken, Bound Scipio's helmet Upon her head. Where is Victory ? Let her bow down, For God created her Slave of Rome. Let us join in a cohort, We are ready to die. We are ready to die, Italy has called. Let us join in a cohort, We are ready to die. We are ready to die, Italy has called, yes ! We were for centuries downtrodden, derided, because we are not one people, because we are divided. Let one flag, one hope gather us all. The hour has struck for us to unite. Let us join in a cohort, We are ready to die. We are ready to die, Italy has called. Let us join in a cohort, We are ready to die. We are ready to die, Italy has called, yes ! Let us unite, let us love one another, For union and love Reveal to the people The ways of the Lord. Let us swear to set free The land of our birth: United, for God, Who can overcome us ? Let us join in a cohort, We are ready to die. We are ready to die, Italy has called. Let us join in a cohort, We are ready to die. We are ready to die, Italy has called, yes ! From the Alps to Sicily, Legnano is everywhere; Every man has the heart and hand of Ferruccio The children of Italy Are all called Balilla; Every trumpet blast sounds the Vespers. Let us join in a cohort, We are ready to die. We are ready to die, Italy has called. Let us join in a cohort, We are ready to die. We are ready to die, Italy has called, yes ! Mercenary swords, they're feeble reeds. The Austrian eagle Has already lost its plumes. The blood of Italy and the Polish blood It drank, along with the Cossack, But it burned its heart. tkdguy 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pariah Posted October 11, 2016 Author Report Share Posted October 11, 2016 I was thumbin' through the want ads in the Shelby County Tribune When this classified advertisement caught my eye It said, "Take immediate delivery on this '57 Chevrolet half-ton pickup truck Will sell or swap for a Hide-a-bed and thirty-five bucks Call 1-4-0 ring two and ask for Bob" Well I called Bob up on the telephone He says, "Hello, this is Bob speaking" I says, "Is this here the Bob's got the pickup truck for sale?" He says, "Yeah", I says, "Where are you" He says "Fourteen east on County 12 Turn right on the one-lane gravel road, You can park in the yard, beware of the dog Wipe your feet off, knock three times, and bring your billfold" Well, I tooled on east on County 12 Turned right on the one-lane gravel road And I parked in the yard, and a German Shepherd come out and grabbed onto my leg Then I knocked three times and wiped my feet The dog let go and the screen door opened And then Bob come out and says, "What do you want?" I says, "I've come to see your truck" He says, "Follow me Come on, Frank" The dog's name is Frank Well, we all went past the chicken house Through the hog pen and down to the tractor shed And then wound up in back of the barn in a field of cow pies And sitting right there in a pool of grease was a half-ton Chevy pickup truck With a 1960 license plate, a bumper sticker that says "Vote for Dick" And a Brillo box full of rusty parts And Bob says, "What do you think?" Well, I kicked the tires and then got in the seat and sat on a petrified apple core And found a bunch of field mice living in the glove compartment He says, "The shaft is bent and the rear end leaks,you can fix it quick with an oily rag Use a nail to start her, I lost the key, don't pay no mind to that whirring sound She'll use a little oil, but outside of that, she's cherry" I says, "What'll it take?", he says, "What've you got?" I says, "Twenty-eight dollars and fifteen cents" He says, "You got a deal, sign here, I'll go get the title and can full of gas" I put the nail in the slot and fired her up And she coughed and belched up a bunch of smoke And I backed her right through the hog pen into the yard Well, Frank jumped in and bit my leg and I beat him off with a crowbar He jumped on out and the door fell off and the left front tire went flat I jacked it up and patched the tube, and Frank tore a piece of my shirt off Then Bob come out and called him of and says, "You'd better get on out of here" I went left on the one-lane gravel road, went fourteen west on County 12 Took two full quarts of 40-weight oil just to get her to the Conoco station And I pulled up the regular pump and then Harold Sikes and his kid come out He says, "I've seen better stuff at a junkyard, where'd you ever get that truck?" I says, "That's a long story, Harold See, I was thumbin' through the want ads in the Shelby County Tribune When this classified advertisement caught my eye...." Burrito Boy 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pariah Posted October 11, 2016 Author Report Share Posted October 11, 2016 Well, it's only gonna be about an hour, friend, 'til they dam your favorite river So you can water-ski just one more reservoir And them supersonic ships are gonna take you across a sea of pavement To one more faceless brickyard on the shore Yeah, it's only gonna be about an hour or so 'til they rip off all your mountains, boy, And that one last tired old eagle bites the sand And all that high and mighty scenery's gonna be leveled to the ground, boy, By a bunch of them mindless strip mines on the land So listen well, my brothers, when you hear the night wind sigh And you see the wild goose flying though the gray, polluted sky There won't be no country music, there won't be no rock and roll 'Cause when the take away our country, they'll take away our soul Well, it's only gonna take about a minute or so 'til the junkyards fill the prairies, boy, And them smokin' yellow grass fires start to burn And the warnings on them beer cans're gonna be buried in them landfills No deposit, no sad songs, and no return Yeah, it's only gonna take about a minute or so 'til the factories block the sun out And you're gonna have to turn your lights on just to see And them lights are gonna be neon saying "Fly our jets to paradise" And the whole damn world is gonna be made of styrene So listen well, my brothers, when you hear the night wind sigh And you see the wild goose flying though the gray, polluted sky There won't be no country music, there won't be no rock and roll 'Cause when the take away our country, they'll take away our soul Yeah, it's only gonna be about a second, boy, 'til they take away all of this country And they'll tell you not to listen to this here song And that far-off sound of freedom is gonna be an echo from the past And the final tune is gonna be sad and long Yeah, it's only gonna be about an eye-blink, boy, 'til they pull out the wool to blind us So we just can't read all the messages on the wall But the only words that matter ought'a be scribbled all over them billboards In big old black and bloody letters ten feet tall There won't be no country music, there won't be no rock and roll 'Cause when the take away our country, they'll take away our soul Burrito Boy 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cancer Posted October 12, 2016 Report Share Posted October 12, 2016 Been forty days since I don't know when I just saw her with my best friend Do you know what I mean? Do you know, know what I mean? I just saw her yesterday I just saw her, asked her to stay Do you know what I mean? Lawd, Do you know what I mean? Her and Bobby were steppin out Her and Bobby didn't know I found out Do you know what I mean? Do you know, know what I mean? So I asked her if she still cared She didn't hear me, she just stared Do you know what I mean? Lawd, Do you know what I mean? And then she said Lee you haven't loved me in nearly four years You haven't noticed that I held back my tears And now you have, but it's really too late Better find yourself another girl Better find another girl Better find uh, another place She just left me yesterday She just left me, had nothing to say Do you know what I mean? Oh, do you know what I mean? She's a dandy, yes indeed She's a dandy, but now she's free Do you know what I mean? Lawd, do you know what I mean? Been forty days since I don't know when I just saw her with my best friend Do you know what I mean? Lawd, do you know what I mean? I just saw her yesterday I just saw her, learn how to stay Do you know what I mean? Lawd, Do you know what I mean? Yeah, here comes it now... Hoooo, help.. me Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Greywind Posted October 12, 2016 Report Share Posted October 12, 2016 We skipped the light fandangoTurned cartwheels cross the floorI was feeling kinda seasickBut the crowd called out for moreThe room was humming harderAs the ceiling flew awayWhen we called out for another drinkThe waiter brought a tray[Chorus]And so it was that laterAs the miller told his taleThat her face, at first just ghostly,Turned a whiter shade of paleShe said, there is no reasonAnd the truth is plain to see.But I wandered through my playing cardsAnd would not let her beOne of sixteen vestal virginsWho were leaving for the coastAnd although my eyes were openThey might have just as well've been closed[Chorus]And so it was that laterAs the miller told his taleThat her face, at first just ghostly,Turned a whiter shade of paleShe said, I'm home on shore leave,Though in truth we were at seaSo I took her by the looking glassAnd forced her to agreeSaying, you must be the mermaidWho took Neptune for a ride.But she smiled at me so sadlyThat my anger straightway died[Chorus]And so it was that laterAs the miller told his taleThat her face, at first just ghostly,Turned a whiter shade of paleIf music be the food of loveThen laughter is its queenAnd likewise if behind is in frontThen dirt in truth is cleanMy mouth by then like cardboardSeemed to slip straight through my headSo we crash-dived straightway quicklyAnd attacked the ocean bed[Chorus]And so it was that laterAs the miller told his taleThat her face, at first just ghostly,Turned a whiter shade of pale Cygnia and Cancer 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pariah Posted October 12, 2016 Author Report Share Posted October 12, 2016 I close my eyes Only for a moment, and the moment's gone All my dreams Pass before my eyes, a curiosity Dust in the wind All they are is dust in the wind Same old song Just a drop of water in an endless sea All we do Crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see Dust in the wind All we are is dust in the wind Now, don't hang on Nothing lasts forever but the Earth and sky It slips away And all your money won't another minute buy Dust in the wind All we are is dust in the wind Dust in the wind Everything is dust in the wind Burrito Boy and tkdguy 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pariah Posted October 12, 2016 Author Report Share Posted October 12, 2016 One more mountain In the distance Haze and clouds behind Face the future Climb the mountain Take each step at a time Martial will and testify Leave your dark days behind One last valley Past the mountain Get to there in time Present, future Deep the valley Far as ocean is wide Martial will and testify Leave your dark days behind Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cancer Posted October 12, 2016 Report Share Posted October 12, 2016 High anxiety whenever you're near - High anxiety - it's you that I fear. My heart's afraid to fly - it's crashed before ... But then you take my hand; My heart starts to soar once more. High anxiety ... it's always the same; High anxiety ... it's you that I blame. It's very clear to me I've got to give in. High anxiety: you win. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
aylwin13 Posted October 12, 2016 Report Share Posted October 12, 2016 In the year of '39 assembled here the VolunteersIn the days when lands were fewHere the ship sailed out into the blue and sunny mornThe sweetest sight ever seen.And the night followed dayAnd the story tellers sayThat the score brave souls insideFor many a lonely day sailed across the milky seasNever looked back, never feared, never cried.Don't you hear my call though you're many years awayDon't you hear me calling youWrite your letters in the sandFor the day I take your handIn the land that our grandchildren knew.In the year of '39 came a ship in from the blueThe volunteers came home that dayAnd they bring good news of a world so newly bornThough their hearts so heavily weighFor the earth is old and grey, little darling we'll awayBut my love this cannot beFor so many years have gone though I'm older but a yearYour mother's eyes from your eyes cry to me.Don't you hear my call though you're many years awayDon't you hear me calling youWrite your letters in the sandFor the day I take your handIn the land that our grandchildren knew.Don't you hear my call though you're many years awayDon't you hear me calling youAll your letters in the sand cannot heal me like your handFor my lifeStill aheadPity Me Cancer 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
aylwin13 Posted October 12, 2016 Report Share Posted October 12, 2016 Have you ever seen an atomLittle bits of everything floating byTake a good look at themCollectively they compose all you see including your eyeBrilliant puzzleA living Rubix Cube we think we can figure out and solveBut we're just monkeysScratching our heads trying to open our earsTo a chord that just won't seem to resolveAnd we call it wisdomYes intellect in our truest sense of the wordYou see for us security means a harmonyAccording to only what we have heardAnd this alone and nothing lessWill ease our heart and our mindIn the hopes that in feeling free we'll reach paradiseOn that hilltop we're still trying to findBut the possibility exists no matter how scary it may seemThat paradise was once the world and it wasn't just a dreamThe earth was our heaven and we didn't know there were rules for us to breakAnd maybe now we'll find out too late what a clever hell we can makeWhoopsWhoopsTaheeka-haka-WhoopsWhoopsIn this cornerWeighing in at almost every weight imaginable...Life, and all that surrounds itAnd in this cornerWeighing in at well, not really very much of anything;A very sound and user friendly ideaOn finally bringing that pesky mountain to MohammedGentlemen at the sound of the harmonica solo you may come out fightingTake a look at the horizonQuiet and stillYou know there used to be bisonGentlemen you may fire at willThey say this land won't go to wasteBut you gotta wonder howYou know we're chopping down the air we breatheAs fodder for the cowThat's right so we can eat wellYes and starve to deathAnd say there's nothing we can doBecause we really don't want to do a goddamn thingLook I'm shrugging and so are youWe can imagine the straightest of linesBut our fingers can't control the penAnd it's this frustration that yields reliefAs we say we're just mortal menAnd that means we get to torture a chimpanzeAnd infect him with diseaseBecause he screams just like a human childWhile we study his desperate pleasBut the possibility exists no matter how scary it may seemThat paradise was once the world and it wasn't just a dreamThe earth was our heaven and we didn't know there were rules for us to breakAnd maybe now we'll find out too late what a clever hell we can makeWhoopsAw, whoopsAw, whoopsWhile we're on the subject you know my conscience hurts (whoops)And it will not go away (whoops)So please concoct me some pill I can take (whoops)While I think of something clever to say (whoops)So I can look in my mirror made of polished glass (whoops)And find no need to cringe (whoops)And forget that sinking feeling I'm a dinosaur (whoops)Out on his drunken last binge (whoops)...from fossil to fossil (whoops)Dust to dust (whoops)I'll see you all in the earthly crust (whoops)Whoops (a-daisy)Whoops (a-daisy)WhoopsWhoopsWhoops Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted October 13, 2016 Report Share Posted October 13, 2016 This is the Mark E Smith and Inspiral Carpets version (The whole ****** kitchen sink) There are already all these rumours circulating around I think you should remember whose side you are on No one said it was gonna be easy No one ever said It was gonna be easy The pain's to teach me the barrier's broken The pain's to teach me the barrier's broken And climbing aboard a white knuckle ride Climbing aboard On a white knuckle ride I think you should remember whose side you are on Churns my insides And the wheels are in motion There are already all these rumours circulating around I want you I think you should remember whose side you are on My heart is set Harder and harder No chance of defeat It's not in my nature A course, receiver) I've set a course and I'm the great one, two, three wham bam You're the receiver I'm the retriever I'm out to get you (Barrier) I want you (And I want you back) Right now And forever No one ever said It was gonna be easy A pain's to teach me The barrier's broken (Rough breakdowns) (You say you lost two stone in weight So why did you look like that?) I want you (I want you back) Right now And forever (The Dutch East India Company In the the you. S. A of A Think they can fool with their sincere yous urea) I want you (I want you back) Right now And forever I want you (I want you back) Right now And forever (You're) The barrier's broken (Harder and harder) The barrier's broken (Next year you'll be) The barrier's broken The barrier's broken (I've set a course) I want you Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted October 15, 2016 Report Share Posted October 15, 2016 You gotta roll with it You gotta take your time You gotta say what you say Don't let anybody get in your way 'Cause it's all too much for me to take Don't ever stand aside Don't ever be denied You wanna be who you'd be If you're coming with me I think I've got a feeling I've lost inside I think I'm gonna take me away and hide I'm thinking of things that I just can't abide I know the roads down which your life will drive (Life will drive) I'll find the key that lets you slip inside (Slip inside) Kiss the girl, she's not behind the door (Behind the door) But you know I think I recognize your face But I've never seen you before You've gotta roll with it You've gotta take your time You gotta say what you say Don't let anybody get in your way 'Cause it's all too much for me to take I know the roads down which your life will drive (Life will drive) I'll find the key that lets you slip inside (Slip inside) Kiss the girl, she's not behind the door (Behind the door) But you know I think I recognize your face But I've never seen you before You gotta roll with it You gotta take your time You gotta say what you say Don't let anybody get in your way 'Cause it's all too much for me to take Don't ever stand aside Don't ever be denied You wanna be who you'd be If you're coming with me I think I've got a feeling I've lost inside (Take me away) I think I've got a feeling I've lost inside (Take me away) I think I've got a feeling I've lost inside (Take me away) I think I've got a feeling I've lost inside (Take me away) I think I've got a feeling I've lost inside (Take me away) I think I've got a feeling I've lost inside (Take me away) I think I've got a feeling I've lost inside (Take me away) I think I've got a feeling I've lost inside (Take me away) I think I've got a feeling I've lost inside (Take me away) I think I've got a feeling I've lost inside (Take me away) I think I've got a feeling I've lost inside (Take me away) Bazza 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted October 15, 2016 Report Share Posted October 15, 2016 I'm on the chopping block Chopping off my stopping thought Self doubt and selfism Were the cheapest things I ever bought When you say it's love D'you mean the back of love When you say it's love D'you mean the back of love ? We're taking advantage of Breaking the back of love We're taking advantage of Breaking the back of love Easier said than done you said But it's more difficult to say With eyes bigger than our bellies We want to but we can't look away What were you thinking of When you dreamt that up ? What were you thinking of When you dreamt that up ? Taking advantage of Breaking the back of love When you're surrounded by a simple chain of events (Behind my eyes, behind my eyes) (Your eyes don't lie) Eventually you'll shack those shackles off (Dreams above those eyes) (Those eyes) We can't tell our left from right But we know we love extremes Getting to grips with the ups and downs Because there's nothing in between When you say that's love D'you mean the back of love When you say that's love D'you mean the back of love ? Taking advantage of Breaking the back of love What were you thinking of When you dreamt that up ? We're taking advantage of We're breaking the back of love Breaking the back of love Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted October 15, 2016 Report Share Posted October 15, 2016 The body is wrapped in shadow The face is built of cinders And panic tears thro' your silhouette As you're squeezed by burning fingers And he crackling in our colours With teeth of gelignite When he sighs his song and pirouettes Thro' a dance of dynamite We are fireworks - slowly, glowing Bold and bright We are fireworks - burning shapes Into the night His fuel is our frustration And dreams begin to ache And all the while we wear a party smile And happily we shiver And happily we shake Oh shake, shake, shake We are fireworks - slowly, glowing Bold and bright We are fireworks - burning shapes Into the night Twist and turn - burn, burn, burn Twist and turn - burn, baby, burn Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted October 15, 2016 Report Share Posted October 15, 2016 Treading the ground I once used to know People are strangers Same as before Streets look familiar I remember the part Where I buried my head So deep in my hands All around me was dark This here city Is for the lonely ones Won't find no angels Selling maps to the lost This here place Is too small for two It took one to realize When dreaming's this hard It's not meant to come true So throw me a line Somebody out there help me I'm on my own I'm on my own Throw me a line Afraid that I have come here To win you again With trembling hands Passing the days Looking over the buildings Time seems to stop While the millions keep moving Now here I am I'm a drop in your ocean Noise in the crowd Pushing through your halls of reason Ohh So throw me a line Somebody out there help me I'm on my own I'm on my own Throw me a line Afraid that I have come here To win you again With trembling hands Hear me now make me whole Hear me now make me whole So throw me a line Somebody out there help me I'm on my own I'm on my own Throw me a line Afraid that I have come here To win you again With trembling hands With trembling hands There goes the ending It left me in the war But I tried everything yeah I am done with my part Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted October 15, 2016 Report Share Posted October 15, 2016 Soldier is turning See him through white light Running from strangers See you in the valley War upon war Heat upon heat To cut a long story short I lost my mind Sitting on a park bench Years away from fighting To cut a long story short I lost my mind Standing in the dark Oh I was waiting for man to come I am beautiful and clean And so very very young To be standing in the street To be taken by someone Questions questions Give me no answers That's all they ever give me Questions questions Oh look at the strange boy He finds it hard existing To cut a long story short I lost my mind To cut a long story short I lost my... Mi-i-i-i-ind ! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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