Favorite Song Lyrics

[TWWK]

Alright, since most young people love music, I thought it would be nice if we could share some of our favorite artist's lyrics! I'll go first...

One of my favorite bands is Lifehouse. Their first album, No Name Face, is probably my very favorite album of all time. However, its a song from their newest album, which was originally recorded years ago when the band was known as Blyss, which I've been really liking lately:

Storm
How long have I been in this storm?
So overwhelmed by the ocean’s shapeless form
Water's getting harder to tread
With these waves crashing over my head

If I could just see you
Everything would be all right
If I could see you
This darkness would turn to light

And I will walk on water
And you will catch me if I fall
And I will get lost into your eyes
And everything will be all right
And everything will be all right

I know you didn’t bring me out here to drown
So why am I ten feet under and upside down
Barely surviving has become my purpose
Because I’m so used to living underneath the surface

And I will walk on water
And you will catch me if I fall
And I will get lost into your eyes
And everything will be all right
And everything will be all right

[Archaix]

Huh. Better than Prodigy's Slap My Bitch Up, at any rate.

My favorite lyrics are by Pink Floyd, in High Hopes. It's been my favourite song since I was at least five -I never get tired of it.

Beyond the horizon, in the place we lived when we were young,
In a world of magnets and miracles,
Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary.
The ringing of the Division Bell had begun.

Along the long road and on down the causeway,
Do they still meet there by the cut.

There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps,
Running before time took our dreams away.
Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground,
To a life consumed by slow decay.

The grass was greener.
The light was brighter.
With friends surrounding.
The nights of wonder.

Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us,
To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side.
Steps taken forward, then sleepwalking back again,
Dragged by the force of some inner tide.

At a higher altitude, flag unfurled.
We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed-of world.

Encumbered forever by desire and ambition,
There's a hunger still unsatisfied.
Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon,
Go down this road we've been so many times.

The grass was greener.
The light was brighter.
The taste was sweeter.
The nights of wonder.
With friends surrounded.
The dawn mist glowing.
The water flowing.
The endless river.

Forever and ever.

[deutschgarten]

Over The Hills And Far Away by Nightwish. I just listened to it and it's got to be one of their best songs.

They came for him one winter's night.
Arrested, he was bound.
They said there'd been a robbery,
his pistol had been found.

They marched him to the station house,
he waited for the dawn.
And as they led him to the dock,
he knew that he'd been wronged.
"You stand accused of robbery,"
he heard the bailiff say.
He knew without an alibi,
tomorrow's light would mourn his freedom.

Over the hills and far away,
for ten long years he'll count the days.
Over the mountains and the seas,
a prisoner's life for him there'll be.

He knew that it would cost him dear,
but yet he dare not say.
Where he had been that fateful night,
a secret it must stay.
He had to fight back tears of rage.
His heart beat like a drum.
For with the wife of his best friend,
he spent his final night of freedom.

Over the hills and far away,
he swears he will return one day.
Far from the mountains and the seas,
back in her arms he swears he'll be.
Over the hills and far away.

Over the hills and,
over the hills and,
over the hills and far away.

Each night within his prison cell,
he looks out through the bars.
He reads the letters that she wrote.
One day he'll know the taste of freedom.

Over the hills and far away,
she prays he will return one day.
As sure as the rivers reach the seas,
back in his arms he swears she'll be.

Over the hills and far away,
he swears he will return one day.
Far from the mountains and the seas,
back in her arms he swears he'll be.

Over the hills and far away,
she prays he will return one day.
As sure as the rivers reach the seas,
back in his arms is where she'll be.

Over the hills,
over the hills and far away.

Over the hills,
over the hills and far away.

[Archaix]

That is pretty cool.

[Robespierre - P.R. of Debro]

archaix said:

Huh. Better than Prodigy's Slap My Bitch Up, at any rate.

smack my bitch up, i believe.

Here's mine;

Bob Marley - Redemption Song



Old pirates, yes, they rob I;
Sold I to the merchant ships,
Minutes after they took I
From the bottomless pit.
But my hand was made strong
By the 'and of the Almighty.
We forward in this generation
Triumphantly.
Won't you help to sing
These songs of freedom? -
'Cause all I ever have:
Redemption songs;
Redemption songs.

Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery;
None but ourselves can free our minds.
Have no fear for atomic energy,
'Cause none of them can stop the time.
How long shall they kill our prophets,
While we stand aside and look? Ooh!
Some say it's just a part of it:
We've got to fulfil de book.

Won't you help to sing
These songs of freedom? -
'Cause all I ever have:
Redemption songs;
Redemption songs;
Redemption songs.
---
[Guitar break]
---
Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery;
None but ourselves can free our mind.
Wo! Have no fear for atomic energy,
'Cause none of them-a can-a stop-a the time.
How long shall they kill our prophets,
While we stand aside and look?
Yes, some say it's just a part of it:
We've got to fulfil de book.
Won't you help to sing
Dese songs of freedom? -
'Cause all I ever had:
Redemption songs -
All I ever had:
Redemption songs:
These songs of freedom,
Songs of freedom.

[deutschgarten]

Bob marley.

[Robespierre - P.R. of Debro]

Artist: Public Enemy
Song: He Got Game
Video Link: youtube.com/watch?v=rs6gNhx5A6E&mode=related&search=

[Chuck D]
If man is the father, the son is the center of the earth
In the middle of the universe, then why
is this verse comin six times rehearsed?
Don't freestyle much but I write em like such (Word)
Amongst the fiends controlled by the screens
What does it all mean all this sh*t I'm seein?
Human beings screaming vocal javelins
Sign of the local ni**a unravelling
My wanderin got my a** wondering
where Christ is in all this crisis
Hating Satan never knew what nice is
Check the papers while I bet on ices
More than your eye can see and ears can hear
Year by year all the sense disappears
Nonsense perserveres, prayers laced with fear
Beware, two triple O is near

[Chorus - both]
It might feel good
It might sound a little somethin
but damn the game if it don't mean nuttin
What is game? Who is game?
Where's the game in life behind the game behind the game
I got game, she's got game
We got game, they got game, he got game
It might feel good
It might sound a little somethin
but f*ck the game if it ain't sayin nuttin

[Chuck D]
Damn, was it something I said?
Pretend you don't see so you turn your head
Ray scared of his shadow, does it matter?
For the reparations got him playin with the population
Nothin to lose, everything's approved
People used, even murders excused (You preach to em yo)
White men in suits don't have to jump
Still a thousand and one ways to lose with his shoes
God takes care of old folks and fools
while the devil takes care of makin all the rules
Folks don't even own themselves
payin mental rent, to corporate presidents (My man my man)
Ugh, one outta million residents
bein dissident, who ain't kissin it
The politics of chains and whips
Got the sickness and chips and all the championships
What's Love Got To Do with what you got
Don't let the weight get to your head or lost to your heart (Word)
Nonsense perserveres, prayers laced with fear
Beware, two triple O is near

Chorus

[Flavor Flav]
Yeah that's right
Everybody got game
But we just here to let y'all know
that PE, is in full effect, from right now till the year 2000
Aiyo my man sing it

[Stephen Stills]
There's something happening here (Yeah yeah)
What it is ain't exactly clear
There's a man, with a gun over there (Yeah that's right hah haha)
tellin me, I got to beware
It's time we stop, children what's that sound?
Everybody look what's goin, down
(Aiyo, I don't think they heard you Stevie
Kick it to em again one more time)
It's time we stop, children what's that sound?
Everybody look what's goin, down

[Flavor Flav]
Haha, that's right boy, PE in full effect boy to the year 2000 yo

[Shabach Community Choir of Long Island]
Stop, look, what's that sound
Everybody knows what's goin down
*repeat to fade*

[Flavor Flav - over top of choir]
Come on sing it
Sing it again y'all come on
Hey!
He-hey!!!
Aiyo, these are some serious times that we're livin in G
And a new world order is about to begin, y'knowhutI'msayin?
Now the question is - are you ready, for the real revolution
which is the evolution of the mind?
If you seek then you shall find that we all come from the divine
You dig what I'm sayin?
Now if you take heed to the words of wisdom
that are written on the walls of life
then universally, we will stand and divided we will fall
because love conquers all, you understand what I'm sayin?
This is a call to all you sleepin souls
Wake up and take control of your own cipher
And be on the lookout for the spirit snipers
tryin to steal your light, y'knowhutI'msayin?
Look within-side yourself, for peace
Give thanks, live life and release
You dig me? You got me?

[Robespierre - P.R. of Debro]

Public Enemy- Politics of the sneaker pimps

On the outs I lace up, the world I face up
To score on anybody, its war on everybody
The new guys come in blood shot between the eyes
As long as their sellin that merchandise
And one what goes in don't come back
The color may be green but its also black
And red I know many heads that spent bloodshed
Cursed in converses, dead in Pro Keds
Now every Tom, Dick, Harry or Joe Smith
Skip the spauldings, pony's, and k-swiss
High school and college coaches gettin
Kickbacks from scholarships and them slave ships

Hey Dr. J where you got those moves
Was it gettin high in the schools
Can it be the shoes?
Truth is truth, I tear the fuckin roof off the house
Expose them foes with my mouth
I see corporate hands up in foreign lands
With the man behind the man gettin paid behind the man
I hold the rocket stop the hand in my pocket
200 a pair but I'm addicted to the gear
They'll make me do things on the court to amaze ya
I heard they make em for a buck 8 in Asia
They came a long way baby since
Clyde Frazier had pumas, pullin mad consumers
Them Filas I'm feelin but I cant touch the ceiling
Them New Balance hits 120 million
The last thing I need is Adidas terminatin my contract
For wearing those old pair of wack
Reebok low tops covered up by floppy socks
Gave me a jump shot before I got jumped and shot
Duckin a word from my sponsor
Trying to end my year like Kwaanza

Been paid since the 8th grade
11th grader, pop the champagne
12th grade start the campaign
Gettin fame sign my name in the dotted frame
Nike got me pullin re's and g's
Shit, I can get shot for these
Please god give me 20 more years on these knees
To maintain without this game I gotta do keys
And I don't wanna go there because its fuckin everywhere
Factories wanna be me kids wanna see me
Behind the wheels and endorsement deals
Its the politics and the tricks behind the kicks

[Republicas Gloria]

The USSR soviet anthem, English by some Paul black dude in 1942.

[numnar]

This ain't your country anymore!
Mitch Benn and the Distractions

Hey all you democrats hey all you bleeding hearts this sure ain't where it ends, this is just where it starts
Guess things seem different on the coast, hell yes I'm sure they do well we're the people of the heartland, and we got some news for you....
This ain't your country anymore y'all suspected this before but now you really know the score this ain't your country anymore
Go breathe some fresh Canadian air we hear they like your kind up there we know you're feeling pretty sore but this ain't your country anymore

This ain't the land of liberals, it's the land of liberty this here's the home of the brave not homosexuality
It's the land of Jerry Falwell SUV's and the NRA and if you don't like where it's headed ain't no-one asking you to stay
This ain't your country anymore go find some place else to explore you sandal wearing book reading bores this ain't your country anymore
You commie traitors I believe your time is up you better leave what you hanging round here for this ain't your country anymore

All you pinko pussies all you hippy scum you better hit the trail boy your time is gonna come
We are God's chosen people stand tall sout out loud we're mean we're paranoid we're stupid and we're proud
This ain't your country anymore Hey Bruce Springsteen, hey Michael Moore don't get your ass caught in the door cos this ain't your country anymore
You intelectuals, freaks and queers don't want to see y'all round here unless you want another war
This ain't your country anymore!

it also contains the aside "jesus is comming and he's armed"

If you couldn't tell he's a comedic singer

[Neo Nibu]

youtube.com/watch?v=qpDer9wdUEw

just watch.

[spartacus]

Cannibal Corpse - Entrails Ripped From A Virgin's Cunt lyrics
Artist: Cannibal Corpse
Album: Tomb Of The Mutilated
Year: 1992

Alive alone now that they've gone dead but unburied
I've seen it unfold, terrible scenes of agony
Eyes in the darkness
Echoing their madness

The sights that have passed before them
Watching as though it has never happened
Now I only listen to what is not spoken

Murder, hatred
Anger, Savage
Killings I have caused
more than can be counted
orgies of sadism
And sexual perversion
Virgin
Tied to my mattress
Legs spread wide
Ruptured bowel, yanked
From her insides
Devirginized with my knife
Internally bleeding
Vagina, secreting
her blood-wet pussy
I am eating
on her guts I am feeding
Mutilated with a machete
I fucked her dead body
The first and last
Your life's only romance
My knife's jammed in your ass
As you die you orgasm

Pass on to the dead
Nerve trembling convulsions
No longer looking human

I never see them, but I know they're there
Locked in my subconcious
Obscene memories I thought I'd forgotten
Haunting unrealities
Tear at me
Hold her arms
Her mouth taped shut
Screams unheard
Out pour her guts

Layers of flesh peeling away
Languish in your own decay
descriptions of my killings
bone chilling

Terror, tear, her
Virgin cunt

Virgins are my victims
Their tight interiors I explore
Sharpened utensils of torture
Now inserted inside of her
Sex organs extracted for eating
On her liver I am gnawing

Forbidden lust for guts
Ripped from her cunt
Tears of blood cry down her thigh

I ram my fist inside her hole
From her crotch piss now flows
Rectum filled with shit
I fucked her emptied body
Until she became stiff


A classic!

[spartacus]

primusorios said:

The USSR soviet anthem, English by some Paul black dude in 1942.

Paul Robeson

[deutschgarten]

Cannibal Corpse - Entrails Ripped From A Virgin's Cunt lyricsArtist: Cannibal CorpseAlbum: Tomb Of The MutilatedYear: 1992

Lol, Cannibal Corpse. They're ok, I like Lamb of God better though.

[spartacus]

deutschgarten said:

Cannibal Corpse - Entrails Ripped From A Virgin's Cunt lyricsArtist: Cannibal CorpseAlbum: Tomb Of The MutilatedYear: 1992

Lol, Cannibal Corpse. They're ok, I like Lamb of God better though.

I like both, but not sure which better. Lamb's singer is kind of a dick, but the band is amazing. I saw both live though, and CC put on a really good show. If you like death metal, I would highly recommend Immolation. Great lyrics, a unique sound, and they will pummel you live. Great shit.

[strashki]

spartacus said:

Cannibal Corpse - Entrails Ripped From A Virgin's Cunt lyrics

I'm not saying those lyrics were hot or anything but if the boner police are here, I demand a lawyer!

[strashki]

The Kinks - Dead End Street Lyrics


There's a crack up in the ceiling,
And the kitchen sink is leaking.
Out of work and got no money,
A Sunday joint of bread and honey.

What are we living for?
Two-roomed apartment on the second floor.
No money coming in,
The rent collector's knocking, trying to get in.

We are strictly second class,
We don't understand,
(Dead end!)
Why we should be on dead end street.
(Dead end!)
People are living on dead end street.
(Dead end!)
Gonna die on dead end street.

Dead end street (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)

On a cold and frosty morning,
Wipe my eyes and stop me yawning.
And my feet are nearly frozen,
Boil the tea and put some toast on.

What are we living for?
Two-roomed apartment on the second floor.
No chance to emigrate,
I'm deep in debt and now it's much too late.

We both want to work so hard,
We can't get the chance,
(Dead end!)
People live on dead end street.
(Dead end!)
People are dying on dead end street.
(Dead end!)
Gonna die on dead end street.

Dead end street (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)

(Dead end!)
People live on dead end street.
(Dead end!)
People are dying on dead end street.
(Dead end!)
Gonna die on dead end street.

Dead end street (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)
Head to my feet (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)
How's it feel? (yeah)
How's it feel? (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)

[strashki]

The Dead Kennedys - Holiday In Cambodia

So you been to school
For a year or two
And you know you've seen it all
In daddy's car
Thinkin' you'll go far
Back east your type don't crawl

Play ethnicky jazz
To parade your snazz
On your five grand stereo
Braggin' that you know
How the niggers feel cold
And the slums got so much soul

It's time to taste what you most fear
Right Guard will not help you here
Brace yourself, my dear:

It's a holiday in Cambodia
It's tough, kid, but it's life
It's a holiday in Cambodia
Don't forget to pack a wife

You're a star-belly sneech
You suck like a leach
You want everyone to act like you
Kiss ass while you bitch
So you can get rich
But your boss gets richer off you

Well you'll work harder
With a gun in your back
For a bowl of rice a day
Slave for soldiers
Till you starve
Then your head is skewered on a stake

Now you can go where people are one
Now you can go where they get things done
What you need, my son:.

Is a holiday in Cambodia
Where people dress in black
A holiday in Cambodia
Where you'll kiss ass or crack

Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, [etc]

And it's a holiday in Cambodia
Where you'll do what you're told
A holiday in Cambodia
Where the slums got so much soul

[Republicas Gloria]

Soulja Boy up in dis ho watch me crank dat watch me ro watch me crank dat Soulja Boy superman that ho!


You know the rest .

[strashki]

primusorios said:

Soulja Boy up in dis ho watch me crank dat watch me ro watch me crank dat Soulja Boy superman that ho!


You know the rest .

I would consider those lyrics. Rather the ramblings of a retard.