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Post by Mambo's Here! Look Busy! on Sept 17, 2008 15:49:28 GMT
Oh you mean rap! XD
So posting;
"Eels up inside ya. Finding an entrance where they can."
won't get me banned?! XD
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Post by The Tikal who had no Toes on Sept 17, 2008 16:02:08 GMT
Dunno, but posting an incredibly graphic song about rape will.
Ten short years of progressive change Fifty [censored]ing years of calling us names Can we trade title nine for an end to hate crime? RU-486 if we suck your [censored]ing dick One step forward, five steps back One cool record in the year of rock-rap Yeah, we got all the power getting stabbed in the shower And we got equal rights on Ladies' Night
Feminists, we're calling you Please report to the front desk Let's name this phenomenon It's too dumb to bring us down FYR Fifty years of ridicule FYR Take another picture
Mrs. Doubtfire on Mother's Day On-the-job stalker for equal pay Toss us a few new AIDS drugs As national healthcare bites the dust While you were on vacation Black people didn't get reparations "You know, these days no one's exploited" Sorry dude, can't hear ya with my head in the toilet
Feminists we're calling you Please report to the front desk Let's name this phenomenon It's too dumb to bring us down FYR Fifty years of ridicule FYR Take another picture
You've really come a long way baby It's you, not the world, that's totally crazy Cos we rocked the [censored]in vote With election fraud in poor zip codes Celebrate gay marriage in Vermont By enforcing those old sodomy laws One step forward, five steps back We tell the truth They turn up the laugh track
Feminists, we're calling you Please report to the front desk Let's name this phenomenon It's too dumb to bring us down
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Post by Baxter on Sept 17, 2008 16:02:28 GMT
Good thing I didn't post those "Can't Sleep" lyrics. >_>
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Post by Mambo's Here! Look Busy! on Sept 17, 2008 16:12:51 GMT
Dunno, but posting an incredibly graphic song about rape will. Ah I see... Now I feel bad for joking about it.
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Post by The Tikal who had no Toes on Sept 17, 2008 16:30:04 GMT
It's OK, you missed it. I've linked to the song on my LJ if you want to see the lyrics.
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Post by Blizz on Sept 17, 2008 18:23:14 GMT
There were ships of shapes and sizes Scattered out along the bay, And I thought I heard her calling As the steamer pulled away. The invaders must have seen them, As across the coast they filed. Standing firm between them, There lay Thunder Child.
Moving swiftly through the waters, Cannons blazing as she came, Brought a mighty metal warlord Crashing down in sheets of flame! Sensing victory was nearing, Thinking fortune must have smiled, People started cheering "Come on Thunder Child! Come on Thunder Child!"
Lashing ropes and smashing timbers, Flashing Heat Rays pierced the deck, Dashing hopes for our deliverance As we watched the sinking wreck. With the smoke of battle clearing, Over graves in waves defiled, Slowly disappearing, "Farewell Thunder Child." Slowly disappearing, "Farewell Thunder Child. "Farewell Thunder Child. "Farewell Thunder Child."
UUUUUUUULLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
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Post by Samface on Sept 17, 2008 19:27:43 GMT
UUUUUUUULLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! or ?
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Post by Blizz on Sept 17, 2008 19:34:37 GMT
Try this:
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Post by Samface on Sept 17, 2008 20:05:16 GMT
So you say.
There are nights when I think that Sal Paradise was right Boys and girls in America Have such a sad time together Sucking off each other at the demonstrations, making sure their makeup's straight Crushing one another with colossal expectations, dependent, undisciplined, sleeping late She was a really cool kisser and she wasn't all that strict of a Christian She was a damn good dancer but she wasn't all that great of a girlfriend He likes the warm feeling but he's tired of all the dehydration Most nights are crystal clear but tonight it's like he's stuck between stations On the radio The Devil and John Berryman they took a walk together And they ended up on Washington talking to the river He said "I surrounded myself with doctors and deep thinkers But big heads with soft bodies make for lousy lovers" There was that night we thought that John Berryman could fly But he didn't so he died She said "You're pretty good with words, but words won't save your life" And they didn't so he died And he was drunk and exhausted, he was critically acclaimed and respected He loved the golden gophers but he hated all the drawn-out winters He likes the warm feeling but he's tired of all the dehydration Most nights were kind of fuzzy but that last night he had total retention Yeah these Twin City kisses They sound like clicks and hisses We all come down and drown in the Mississippi River We drink and we dry up and now we crumble into dust We get wet and we corrode and now we're covered up in rust We drink and we dry up and now we crumble into dust We get wet and we corrode and now we're covered up in rust She was a really cool kisser and she wasn't all that strict of a Christian She was a damn good dancer but she wasn't all that great of a girlfriend He likes the warm feeling but he's tired of all the dehydration Most nights are crystal clear but tonight it's like he's stuck between stations These Twin City kisses They sound like clicks and hisses We all come down and drown
New aim in life: type up the lyrics to all Hold Steady songs on here. Even the rubbish ones (there are no rubbish ones).
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Post by The Tikal who had no Toes on Sept 17, 2008 20:54:28 GMT
I should buy some of their stuff, Craig Finn sounds like Randy Newman.
It was strange glue that held us together While we both came apart at the seams She said, "Your place or mine While we've still got the time" So I played along with her schemes
But I don't have the right to be with you tonight So please leave me alone with no saviour in sight I will sleep safe and sound with no body around me
When faced with my demons I clothe them and feed them And I smile, yes, I smile as they're taking me over
And if I cannot sleep for the secrets I keep It's the price I'm willing to see The end of the night never comes too quickly for me
But I don't have the right to be with you tonight So please leave me alone with no saviour I will sleep safe and sound with no body around me
When faced with my demons I clothe them and feed them And I smile, yes, I smile as they're taking me over
And if I cannot sleep for the secrets I keep It's the price I'm willing to see Oh, the end of the night never comes too quickly for me
And I smile The end of the night never comes too quickly for me And I smile, smile, smile As they're taking me over I smile The end of the night never comes too quickly for me Never comes too quickly for me
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Post by Baxter on Sept 18, 2008 10:55:40 GMT
I won't post all of "Can't Sleep", but I will post these two gems:
The power that I hold in my hand could hold a frying pan
and
The unsaved, some days I don't bathe
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Post by Mambo's Here! Look Busy! on Sept 18, 2008 10:58:55 GMT
UUUUUUUULLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! That sound used to scare the crap out of my sister, it was funny... anyways I first heard the word "pierced" as "pissed" in that song! It confused me greatly! I may have to listen to that now... "The chances of anything coming from Mars, Are a million to one, he says.. aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaahhh!The chances of anything coming from Mars Are a million to one. But still, they cooooooooooooooome!"
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Post by Samface on Sept 18, 2008 12:02:20 GMT
I should buy all of their stuff, twice. >_>
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Post by obsidian on Sept 18, 2008 16:14:58 GMT
Why was Wings removed? Immortal: Pure Holocaust Try to imagine Narnia, but add a riff that sounds EERILY like the Star Wars theme. (Not anti-semitic, look up the actual definition of the word Holocaust)
The mighty sound of damnation calls As the holocaustsky draw near Above the sorms over baeskade Rule the power of the vrilla It has come to ride the seven winters With winds of war and winds of cold Lightning strike the northland Leading us into seasons of frost Stand in the fog with so cold a heart Watching the death of the sun Valleys abound a thousand of coffins The holocaust has just begun It's the march of the blasphemous masses Into damnation all will fall Chapels of black unholy demons Chanting the words of the funeral rites Pure holocaust Chanting the words of the funeral rites Chapels of black unholy demons Into damnation all will fall Its the march of the blasphemous masses The holocaust has just begun Valleys about a thousands of coffins Watching the death of a sun Stand in the fog with so cold a heart
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Post by Blizz on Sept 18, 2008 20:52:20 GMT
I'll admit I split bananas, Take Easter eggs and make them die, But I never harmed an onion So why should they make me cry? Once I saw a salad dressing My face went radish, my oh my, But I never harmed an onion So why should they make me cry?
Potatoes I've mashed And berries I've crushed, I've made an artichoke And that's not all, I've also whipped cream And beaten an egg, Yes, I've even made a melon ball.
Of all the things above, I'm guilty. If punished, I would know just why. But I never harmed an onion So why should they make me cry? Oh, why should they make me cry?
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Post by Super Sonic on Sept 18, 2008 20:54:37 GMT
Elbow - The Loneliness Of A Tower Crane Driver
Gotta get out of TV Just pick a point and go The ticker-tape tangles my feet As I search for a face that I know Come on, tower crane driver There's not so far to go
I must have been working the ropes When your hand slipped from mine Now I live off the mirrors and smoke It's a joke, a fix, a lie Come on, tower crane driver Oh so far to fall
Send up a prayer in my name Just the same They say I'm on top of my game Dwindle gentle rose Send up a prayer in my name
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Post by Nam on Sept 18, 2008 21:34:18 GMT
The need to turn it up is overwhelming I just can't sit still anymore I wanna break things with my hammer I wanna start a little war Isn't that what this little red button here is for?
I wish this song was louder! I wish this song was louder!
Evil policeman patrol the city They look for somebody to kill They've done a little damage They wanna do some more now And they probably will And they probably will
I wish this song was louder! I wish this song was louder!
One night I had a vision That the world was taken over By a race of dirty filthy birds I dropped to my knees And I begged for mercy But they never understand a word No I was never heard
Hey now cheeky monkey! Take a ride on the dirty donkey! I wish this song was louder! I wish this song was louder!
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Post by The Tikal who had no Toes on Sept 18, 2008 22:15:36 GMT
You're sending me tulips mistaken for lilies You give me your lip after punching me silly You turned my head till it rolled down the brain drain If I had any sense now, I wouldn't want it back again
New Amsterdam, it's become much too much Till I have the possession of everything she touches Till I step on the brake to get out of her clutches Till I speak double Dutch to a real double duchess
Down on the mainspring, I listen to the tick-tock Clock all the faces that move in on your block Twice shy and dog-tied because you've been bitten Everything you say now sounds like it was ghostwritten
New Amsterdam, it's become much too much Till I have the possession of everything she touches Till I step on the brake to get out of her clutches Till I speak double Dutch to a real double duchess
Back in London, they'll take you to heart after a little while Though I look right at home, I still feel like an exile
Somehow I found myself down at the dockside Thinking about the old days of Liverpool and Rotherhithe Transparent people who live on the other side Living a life that is almost like suicide
New Amsterdam, it's become much too much Till I have the possession of everything she touches Till I step on the brake to get out of her clutches Till I speak double Dutch to a real double duchess
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Post by obsidian on Sept 19, 2008 16:35:32 GMT
PUFFIN: A Mountain Made From Smoke, Blood, and Piss
Boat, rudder, strange mountain Many moons ago I saw Mortiis live And he was quite good And very gracious about me punching him in the back and greeting him as though he was a friend Boat, rudder, strange mountain Not many moons ago Bryce saw Serj Tankian live And he said he was quite good Even though he said he was also not that good And he got him to sign the album he did with Mystikk Iommi Which must have been surprising for Serj as everyone else there was an emo Apparently Serj Tankien was a teacher before he ended up in System of A Down Not sure if that is true or not But if it is then it’s shocking that the grammar of the song Lonely Day got past him Boat, rudder, strange mountain
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Post by Samface on Sept 19, 2008 18:26:36 GMT
Apparently Serj Tankien was a teacher before he ended up in System of A Down Not sure if that is true or not But if it is then it’s shocking that the grammar of the song Lonely Day got past him Bah, every time I think I've successfully blotted that song from my memory...
I've been tryin' to get people to call me Freddy Knuckles People keep calling me Right Said Fred And it's hard to keep trying when half your friends are dying And it's hard to hold steady when half your friends are dead already We had tax men coming round the back in the kevlar vests Militia men cooking up a bunch of the crystal meth We got wars going down in the Middle West We got wars going down in the Middle Western states Kevlar vests against the crystal flakes I've been tryin' to get people to call me Freddie Mercury But people keep calling me Drop Dead Fred It's hard to take it easy when half your friends are way too easy It's hard to get ahead when half your friends are dead We got tax men coming round the back in the kevlar vests We got militia men cooking up a batch of the crystal meth And we got wars going down in the Middle West We got wars going down in the Middle Western states Kevlar vests against the crystal flakes And his elbow was a spider web With five spiders trapped inside and he said "You know, the last guy, I guess he didn't even have to die But the first four looked so nice that I wanted five The first four looked so nice" I been trying to get people to call me Sunny D 'Cos I got the good stuff that kids go for People keep calling me Five Alive 'Cos the last guy didn't really die I just lied And the first four didn't really die I just lied Too many people getting stabbed Gettin' tangled up in crabs I've been trying to get people to call me Johnny Rotten But people keep calling me Freddy Fresh And it's hard to take it easy when half your friends are looking way too easy And it's hard to stay in bed when half your friends are dead Tax men coming round the back in the kevlar vests Militia men cooking up a batch of the crystal meth We got wars going down in the Middle West We got wars going down in the Middle Western states White crosses and wooden stakes
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Post by Ringo (2015 Edition) on Sept 19, 2008 19:13:40 GMT
Feel Good Inc. Lyrics
Hahahahahahahahaha, Sh-pah sh-pa, sh-pa, Feel good, [x9]
City's breaking down on a camel's back. They just have to go 'cause they don't know wack So all you fill the streets it's appealing to see You wont get out the county, 'cos you're damn as free You've got a new horizon It's ephemeral style. A melancholy town where we never smile. And all I wanna hear is the message beep. My dreams, they've got to kiss, because I don't get sleep, no..
Windmill, Windmill for the land. Turn forever hand in hand Take it all in on your stride It is sinking, falling down Love forever love is free Let's turn forever you and me Windmill, windmill for the land Is everybody in?
Laughing gas these hazmats, fast cats, Lining them up-a like ass cracks, Lay these ponies at the track Its my chocolate attack. [censored], I'm stepping in the heart of this here Care bear bumping in the heart of this here Watch me as I gravitate Hahahahahahaa. Yo, we gonna go ghost town, This motown, With yo sound You're in the place You gonna bite the dust Can't fight with us With yo sound You kill the INC. So don't stop, get it, get it Until you're Jet Ahead. Yo, watch the way I navigate Hahahahahhaa
Feel good, AHHHHahahahah [x4]
Windmill, Windmill for the land. Turn forever hand in hand Take it all in on your stride It is ticking, falling down Love forever love is free Let's turn forever you and me Windmill, windmill for the land Is everybody in?
Don't stop, s*** it, get it We are your captains in it Steady, Watch me navigate, Ahahahahahhaa. Don't stop, s***, get it We are your captains in it Steady, watch me navigate Ahahahahahhaa.
Feel good, AHHHHahahahaha Feel good, Feel good, AHHHHahahahaha Feel good....
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Post by obsidian on Sept 19, 2008 19:24:48 GMT
PUFFIN: Icecrown
When kneeling before the unliving and deadly deadness of the dead king recite unto him the words of the butcher “thou shalt only receive a single goblet, foul wench” as it will cause great discomfort and unsettlement
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Post by obsidian on Sept 20, 2008 8:47:19 GMT
PUFFIN: Black Sabbath's Evil Technological Wizard
Riding on a dragon from outer space With a big machete to cut up your face He's an evil-minded man overblown on his pride And when he comes for your soul there aint no place you can hide
Evil technological wizard Eyes like fires and a heart like a blizzard Evil technological wizard Feeding your heart to his evil mechanical lizard
Battles in the north at a pure holocaust Resurrects undead slaves that what once was lost He'll usurp the jewel throne of the crimson king More eviler than Skeletor and the Merciless Ming
Evil technological wizard Eating your brains and slicing up your gizzard Evil technological wizard Black finger nails and blue blood like a lizard
An evil minded man with a robotic brain And a robotic arm that was made in Spain Heavy [censored]ing boots that are filled up with lead He can't move very fast but he'll klill your ass dead
Evil technological wizard Running out of words that rhyme with wizard Evil technological wizard Moon spoon june tune something something wizard Yeah!
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Post by The Tikal who had no Toes on Sept 20, 2008 16:32:55 GMT
Hi there, nice to be with you, happy you could stick around I'd like to introduce 'Legs' Larry Smith, drums And Sam Spoons, rhythm pole And Vernon Dudley Bohay-Nowell, bass guitar And Neil Innes, piano Come in, Rodney Slater on the saxophone With Roger Ruskin-Spear on tenor sax Hi, Vivian Stanshall, trumpet Big hello to Big John Wayne, xylophone And Robert Morley, guitar Billy Butlin, spoons And looking very relaxed, Adolf Hitler on vibes. Nice! Princess Anne on sousaphone Mmmm Introducing Liberace, clarinet With Garner Ted Armstrong on vocals Lord Snooty and his pals tapdancing In the groove with Harold Wilson, violin And Franklin McCormack on harmonica Over there, Eric Clapton, ukelele Hi Eric! On my left, Sir Kenneth Clarke, bass sax Great honour, sir. Especially flown in for us, the session's gorilla on vox humana Nice to see the Incredible Shrinking Man on euphonium Drop out with Peter Scott on duck call Hearing from you later, Casanova on horn Yeah! Digging General De Gaulle on accordion Really wild, General! Thank you, sir! Roy Rogers on Trigger Tune in, Wild Man of Borneo on bongos Count Basie Orchestra on triangle Thank you! Great to hear the Rawlinsons on trombone Back from his recent operation, Dan Druff, harp And representing the flower people, Quasimodo on bells Wonderful to hear Brainiac on banjo We welcome Val Doonican as himself (Hello there! Hello there!) Very appealing, Max Jaffa Mmmm, that's nice, Max! What a team! Zebra Kid and Horace Batchelor on percussion A great favourite and wonderful performer for all of us here, J Arthur Rank on gong...
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Post by Nam on Sept 21, 2008 23:42:34 GMT
I heard a voice last night, It said "Wake up and open your eyes, Wake up, walk out tonight, Cos she don't care if you're dead or alive", Dead or alive.
She moves like beams of light, Straight through this universe in my head, Where I get peace of mind, I'm free from the stupid things that I said, She's all in my head.
Did I get lost while I was gone? I travelled space for much too long. But there's a planet I have found, And you are far away.
Somewhere behind her eyes, Some supernatural energy, Takes me for quite the ride, Across time where I defy gravity Oh this energy.
Did I get lost while I was gone? I travelled space for much too long. But there's a planet I have found, And you are far away for now.
Did I get lost while I was gone? I travelled space for much too...
Did I get lost while I was gone? I travelled space for much too long. But there's a planet I have found, And you are far away Far Away You are far away Far away for now...
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