Who are you to wave your finger? Ya' must have been out your head. Eye hole deep in muddy waters. You practically raised the dead.
Rob the grave, to snow the cradle. Then burn the evidence down. Soapbox, house of cards, and glass, So don't go tossin' your stones around.
You must have been high. You must have been high. You must have been.
Foot in mouth, and head up asshole. Whatcha talkin' 'bout? Difficult to dance 'round this one 'Til you pull it out, boy!
You must have been, so high. You must have been, so high.
Steal, borrow, refer, save your shady inference. Kangaroo done hung the juror with the innocent.
Now you're weeping shades of cozened indigo Got lemon juice up in your... EYE!
When you pissed all over my black kettle You must have been HIGH, HIGH You must have been HIGH, HIGH
Who are you to wave your finger? So full of it. Eyeballs deep in muddy waters Fuckin' hypocrite.
Liar, lawyer, mirror, show me. What's the difference?
Kangaroo done hung the guilty with the innocent.
NOW! You'll weep or, change the cozened indigo. Got lemon juice up in your high eye. When you pissed all over my black kettle You musta been!
So who are you to wave your finger? Who are you to wave your fatty fingers at me? You must, have been, out your, mind!
Weepin' shades of indigo Shed without a reason Weepin' shades of indigo
Liar, lawyer, Mirror for ya, What's the difference? Kangaroo be stoned He's guilty as the government
NOW! Will you weep or, change the cozened indigo Got lemon juice up in your, EYE! EYE!
Now when you pissed all over my black kettle. You musta been HIGH, HIGH, HIGH, HIGH. Eyeballs deep in muddy waters Your balls deep in muddy waters. Ganja, please, you must have been out your MIND!
Finch Fucker
Jan 26 2010, 02:11 AM
Decent tunes on this here page! Godsmack? Good, yes or no?
Psyloki
Jan 26 2010, 05:20 AM
I don't know. Throw some out. Let's see.
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Jan 30 2010, 01:47 AM
Y'know that I want your loving, but my logic tells me that it aint never gonna happen, and then my defenses say I didn't want it anyway, but you know sometimes I'm a liar. Could you ever want me to love you? Could you ever want me to care? Disregard my nervousness, please ignore my vacant stares, 'cause just what I've been through, is nothing like where I'm going to.
Give me some sign to pursue, a promise, and you're unhappy. ...This is only a guess...
Do you know what it's like to hate when it's way down deep inside? Oh god, I hate what's been done to my life. I could rule the pain, I could rule the night, or would I ruin my salvation, ruin my mind. Rule your pains, rulers of the night, ruin your salvation, ruin your mind.
Y'know that I want your loving, but then Mr Logic tells me that it ain't never gonna happen, and then my defenses say I didn't want it anyway, but you know sometimes I'm a liar. Could you ever want me to love you? Could you ever want me to care? Disregard my nervousness, please ignore my vacant stares, 'cause just what I've been through, is nothing like where I'm going to.
Give me some sign to pursue, a promise, a promise, and you're unhappy, and you're unhappy, and you're unhappy, and you're unhappy. ...This is only a guess...
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Jan 31 2010, 11:22 PM
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Feb 5 2010, 03:19 AM
Take me out tonight Where there's music and there's people Who are young and alive Driving in your car I never never want to go home Because I haven't got one anymore
Take me out tonight Because I want to see people And I want to see life Driving in your car Oh please don't drop me home Because it's not my home, it's their home And I'm welcome no more
And if a double-decker bus Crashes into us To die by your side Is such a heavenly way to die And if a ten ton truck Kills the both of us To die by your side Well the pleasure, the privilege is mine
Take me out tonight Take me anywhere, I don't care I don't care, I don't care And in the darkened underpass I thought Oh God, my chance has come at last But then a strange fear gripped me And I just couldn't ask
Take me out tonight Oh take me anywhere, I don't care I don't care, I don't care Driving in your car I never never want to go home Because I haven't got one No, I haven't got one
And if a double-decker bus Crashes in to us To die by your side Is such a heavenly way to die And if a ten ton truck Kills the both of us To die by your side Well the pleasure, the privilege is mine
There is a light that never goes out There is a light that never goes out There is a light that never goes out There is a light that never goes out
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Feb 5 2010, 04:21 AM
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Feb 6 2010, 11:30 PM
IN ENGLISH (roughly, I'd imagine) This tune which haunts me day and night This tune wasn't written today It comes from as far away as I come Trawled around by a hundred thousand musicians One day this tune will drive me mad A hundred times I've wanted to say why But it's interrupted me It always speaks before i do And its voice drowns out my voice
Padam...padam...padam It comes running up behind me Padam...padam...padam It plays me the trick of: do you remember
It's a tune which points right at me And I drag it behind me like a strange mistake This tune knows everything by heart
It says: "Remember your loves Remember 'cause it's your turn There's no reason why you shouldn't cry Encumbered with your memories And me, I see again those who remain My 20 years make the drum beat I see the succession of gestures flash by All the comedy of love To this tune which just keeps playing
Padam...padam...padam... The 'I love you's on Bastille day The 'always's which we buy on the cheap
Padam...padam...padam... Piles of 'would you like to's And all that to end up right on the corner of the street To the tune which has recognized me You need to keep some sorrow for later I've got scores full in this tune which beats. Which beats like a wooden heart