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Post by ChaoticWretch on Jun 10, 2003 7:22:06 GMT -5
i'm bored so i'm posting my favorite song lyrics
The Cure "Boys Don't Cry"
I would say I'm sorry If I thought that it would change your mind But I know that this time I have said too much Been too unkind
I try to laugh about it Cover it all up with lies I try and laugh about it Hiding the tears in my eyes Because boys don't cry Boys don't cry
I would break down at your feet And beg forgiveness Plead with you But I know that it's too late And now there's nothing I can do
So I try to laugh about it Cover it all up with lies I try to laugh about it Hiding the tears in my eyes Because boys don't cry
I would tell you That I loved you If I thought that you would stay But I know that it's no use That you've already Gone away
Misjudged your limit Pushed you too far Took you for granted I thought that you needed me more
Now I would do most anything To get you back by my side But I just keep on laughing Hiding the tears in my eyes Because boys don't cry Boys don't cry Boys don't cry
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Post by ChaoticWretch on Jun 10, 2003 7:23:06 GMT -5
The Cure "Love Song"
Whenever I'm alone with you You make me feel like I am home again Whenever I'm alone with you You make me feel like I am whole again
Whenever I'm alone with you You make me feel like I am young again Whenever I'm alone with you You make me feel like I am fun again
However far away I will always love you However long I stay I will always love you Whatever words I say I will always love you I will always love you
Whenever I'm alone with you You make me feel like I am free again Whenever I'm alone with you You make me feel like I am clean again
However far away I will always love you However long I stay I will always love you Whatever words I say I will always love you I will always love you
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Post by ChaoticWretch on Jun 10, 2003 7:24:15 GMT -5
FLOGGING MOLLY
"Black Friday Rule"
I want to believe in myself once again So I dream of a man whose hopes never end To kiss with a girl who's as lovely as you I'd give you my heart, if you gave me the truth
And for every tear that is lost from an eye I'd dig me a well where no man could destroy I want to believe in a freedom that's bold But all I remember is the freedom of old
Well I lost me a wife, so I found me a plane Flew all the way to California This mess in my head is a mess getting out Ya drink too much coffee, I drink too much stout
But after a while, when my mouth's not so dry I'll dance up a storm, sure life's looking fine But as darkness falls, I return to my bed Don't ask me more questions, don't fuck with my head
I've been down in this world, down and almost broken Like thousands of people, left standing in their shoe I've been down in this world, down and almost broken As thousands they grieve, as the Black Friday rule
The buildings they shake but my heart it beats still Oh mother of Jesus, I feel pretty ill I want to go home where my feet both feel safe But there ain't no jobs in the old free state
So I must remain in my new adopted land I'm doing the best, Hell I'm doin' all I can So next time you see me, don't ask for my name For I am the King and sure long may I reign
I've been down in this world, down and almost broken Like thousands of people, left standing in their shoe I've been down in this world, down and almost broken As thousands they grieve, as the Black Friday rule
I've been down in this world, down and almost broken Like thousands of people, left standing in their shoe I've been down in this world, down and almost broken As thousands they grieve, as the Black Friday rule
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Post by ChaoticWretch on Jun 10, 2003 7:24:59 GMT -5
this song fits me way too damn well
FLOGGING MOLLY
"Irish Drinking Song"
well i stumbled and i am all drunk and full of smoke my wife said i have had enough, im sick, thats it, get out! so i stumbled down to kellys pub across the edge of town and i told the boys me story and we had another round
we'll drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink and fight! we'll drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink and fight! and if i see a pretty girl, ill sleep with her tonight! we'll drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink and fight!
and mary mcgregor, she was a pretty whore she'd always greet you with a smile and never lock her door but on the day she died, all the men in town did weep for mary mcgregor finally got some sleep
we'll drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink and fight! we'll drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink and fight! and if i see a pretty girl, ill sleep with her tonight! we'll drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink and fight!
well i once loved a girl, a child im told i gave her my heart and she gave my a cold so now i sit standing here out in the pouring rain ill stumble back to kellys pub and cry away me pain
we'll drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink and fight! we'll drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink and fight! and if i see a pretty girl, ill sleep with her tonight! we'll drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink and fight!
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Post by ChaoticWretch on Jun 10, 2003 7:26:07 GMT -5
DROPKICK MURPHYS
"Finnegan's Wake (Traditional)"
Tim Finnegan lived in Watling Street, A gentle Irishman - Mighty Odd - He'd a beautiful brogue So rich and sweet, to rise in the world He carried a hod, You see He'd sort of a Trippling way: with love for a liquor Poor Tim was born, to help him on with His work each day, He'd a drop of the Craythor every morn'. One morning Tim was rather full, his head felt Heavy, which made him shake, fell from the Ladder and broke his skull, so they carried Him home, his corpse to wake, rolled Him up in a nice clean sheat, and laided Him upon the bed, A bottle of Whiskey At his feet, and a gallon of Porter At his head. And whack Fol-De-Dah now dance to your Partner, welt the floor, your trotters shake Wasn't it the truth I told Ye Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake. His friends assembled at his wake And Missus Finnegan called for lunch First they brought in tay and cake Then pipes, tobacco and Whiskey Punch Biddy OBrien begged to cry, such a Nice clean corpse did you see Arrah hold your gob see Paddy Magee. And whack Fol-De-Dah now dance to your Partner, welt the floor, your trotters shake Wasn't it the truth I told Ye Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake. Then O Connor took up the job "Arrah!" Biddy says she Ye're wrong I'm Sure, Biddy then gave her a belt on The gob and left her sprawling on the Floor, there the war did soon engage Woman to Woman and Man to Man Shillelah-law was all the rage, an A Row and a Ruction soon began Mickey Maloney raised his head when a bottle Of Whickey flew at him, it missed him falling on The Bed, the liquor scattered over Tim, Tim Revives, see how he rises, Timothy rising from the bed Whirl your Whisky around like blazes Tonamondeal, do ye think I'm dead. And whack Fol-De-Dah now dance to your Partner, welt the floor, your trotters shake Wasn't it the truth I told Ye Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake.
"Curse Of A Fallen Soul" (a song i want played at my funeral)
Another Wake, Another Time, A Premature Goodbye. I've watched you go and seen you pass, I always knew it wouldn't last. Together now we mourn the loss, and remember all the fun. We'll Drink the beer and hang out where death took another son. So all for one and one for all, do we ever wonder why. Though the reasons clear, this friend so dear was taken before his time.
[Chorus:] So may this round be on the corpse of a dead man, with a toast that tells of a love you never shared. So as we dance on the grave of the misbehaved . . Raise your glass! And sing the praise of a fallen soul.
Many bow their heads for this man they know so well, with solemn thoughts they'll drink and drug for a resurrection. (Facing death we fear no danger) While Mothers shed their tears through a vail of desperation these fiends of a vicious breed raise holy hell.
[Chorus]
How many times can fate be changed, the dice be rolled is there no path of least resistance, for the bold (It's never sought and rarely taken)
[Chorus]
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[Chorus]
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Post by ChaoticWretch on Jun 10, 2003 7:27:10 GMT -5
this one makes me homesick...
DROPKICK MURPHYS
"The Rocky Road To Dublin (Traditional)"
In the merry month of June from my home I started left the girls of Taum nearly brokenhearted saluted me father dear, kissed me darling mother drank a pint of beer, my grief and tears to smother then off to reap the corn, leave where I was born cut a stout blackthorn to banish ghosts and goblin, brand-new pair of brogues, rattling o'er the bogs frightening all the dogs on the rocky road to Dublin.
In Mullingar last night, I rested limbs so weary started by daylight next morning bright and early took a drop of the pure to keep me heart from sinking that's the daddy's cure when he's on the drinking see the lassies smile, laughing all the while at me darling style, would set your heart a-bubblin' asked me was I hired, wages I required 'til I was almost tired of the rocky road to Dublin.
[Chorus:] Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road and all the way to Dublin, whack-fol-la-de-da!
In Dublin next arrived, I thought it such a pity to be so soon deprived a view of that fine city decided to take a stroll all among the quality bundle, it was stole in that neat locality something crossed my mind when I looked behind no bundle could I find upon me stick a-wobblin' crying for a rogue said me connaught brogue wasn't much in-vogue on the rocky road to Dublin.
From there I got away, me spirits never failing landed on the quay just as the ship was sailing captain at me roared, said that no room had he then I jumped aboard a cabin found for Daddy down among the pigs, played some funny rigs, danced some hearty jigs, the water 'round me bubblin' off to hollyhead wished myself was dead or better far instead on the rocky road to Dublin.
The boys in Liverpool, when we safely landed called myself a fool, I could no longer stand it blood began to boil, temper I was losing poor old Erin's Isle they began abusing hooray me soul, says I, let the shellaillagh fly some galway boys were nigh, saw I was a-hobblin' with a loud array, they joined me in the fray and soon we cleared the way on the rocky road to Dublin.
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Post by ChaoticWretch on Jun 10, 2003 7:27:59 GMT -5
BIOHAZARD
"Waiting To Die" Drug infested, narcotic, electric, schizophrenic, Murderer arrested, a child molested, a race detested, A building burnt down, insurance invested, Homelessness lingers all around, rape, death, sickness, Homeward bound unemployed, no love, no joy, Cut down to size, a life destroyed, war, no peace, Death, tragedy, no cure, disease, AIDS, leprosy, A veteran dead below the knee, eyes burn in your head, You cannot see.
Spending all my time just standing in line, And I'm waiting, waiting to die, Watching every day of my life go by, Just waiting, waiting to die.
Children beaten, poisons eaten, look at the world, we're self-defeating, Reputed, undisputedly polluted, crack heads with guns ain't afraid to shoot it, Countries fighting for oil and gold while the hole in the ozone layer's out of control, Brother kills brother in a world full of hate, too fucking late our heads on a plate, Nature's dying, children crying, human race ass in a fucking pan frying, With no one to blame except ourselves, greed transforms our earth into hell.
Murder, Middle East assassination, extermination, human termination, The war on drugs, humiliation, A ruined nation, with no explanation. Something to hide bound and gagged and tied, A gun in your hand at your head, suicide, It's censorship of my pure mind, No justice, no truce, no hope to find.
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Post by ChaoticWretch on Jun 10, 2003 7:28:37 GMT -5
ALICE IN CHAINS
"Heaven Beside You" Be what you wanna be See what you came to see Been what you wanna be I don't like what I see
Like the coldest winter chill Heaven beside you... Hell within Like the coldest winter chill Heaven beside you... Hell within Like the coldest winter will Heaven beside you... Hell within And you think you have it still, heaven inside you
So there's problems in your life That's fucked up, and I'm not blind I'm just see through faded, super jaded And out of my mind
Do what you wanna do Go out and seek your truth When I'm down and blue Rather be me than you
Like the coldest winter chill Heaven beside you... Hell within Like the coldest winter chill Heaven beside you... Hell within Like the coldest winter will Heaven beside you... Hell within And you wish you had it still, heaven inside you
So there's problems in your life That's fucked up, and I'm not blind I'm just see through faded, super jaded And out of my mind
Like the coldest winter chill Heaven beside you... Hell within Like the coldest winter chill Heaven beside you... Hell within Like the coldest winter will Heaven beside you... Hell within And you know you have it still, heaven inside you
So there's problems in your life That's fucked up, but You're not blind You're just see through faded, overrated And out of your mind
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Post by ChaoticWretch on Jun 10, 2003 7:29:27 GMT -5
ALICE IN CHAINS
"Would?" Know me broken by my master Teach thee on child of love hereafter
Into the flood again Same old trip it was back then So I made a big mistake Try to see it once my way
Drifting body it's sole desertion Flying not yet quite the notion
Into the flood again Same old trip it was back then So I made a big mistake Try to see it once my way
Into the flood again Same old trip it was back then So I made a big mistake Try to see it once my way
Am I wrong? Have I run too far to get home? Have I gone? (2x) And left you here alone? If I would, could you?
"Rooster" Ain't found a way to kill me yet Eyes burn with stinging sweat Seems every path leads me to nowhere Wife and kids household pet Army green was no safe bet The bullets scream to me from somewhere
Here they come to snuff the rooster Yeah here come the rooster, yeah (2x) You know he ain't gonna die No, no, no, ya know he ain't gonna die
Walkin' tall machine gun man They spit on me in my home land Gloria sent me pictures of my boy Got my pills 'gainst mosquito death My buddy's breathin' his dyin' breath Oh god please won't you help me make it through
Here they come to snuff the rooster Yeah here come the rooster, yeah You know he ain't gonna die No, no, no ya know he ain't gonna die
"Rain When I Die" (another song i want played at my funeral)
Is she ready to know my frustration? What she slippin' inside, slow castration I'm a riddle so strong, you can't break me Did she come here to try, try to take me
Did she call my name? I think it's gonna rain When I die
Was it something I said, held against me? Ain't no life on the run, slowly climbing Caught in ice so she stares, stares at nothing I can help her but won't, now she hates me
She won't let me hide She don't want me to cry
Will she keep on the ground, trying to ground me Slowly forgive my lie, lying to save me Could she love me again, or will she hate me Prob'ly not, I know why, can't explain me
Did she call my name? I think it's gonna rain When I die
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Post by ChaoticWretch on Jun 10, 2003 7:30:10 GMT -5
i lived this song for way too long...
T.V. SMITH
"Expensive Being Poor"
And the car is off the road but I never had a car. And I pay more for my food 'cause the supermarket's too far.
It's expensive being poor because everything costs more, knocking on a closing door, it's expensive being poor, someone throw me down some crumbs I will eat them off the floor, it's expensive being poor but I look good when I get desperate.
And the box is on the fritz, it's a black and white, or was, I tried taking it to bits now the picture's just a grey fuzz.
It's expensive being poor because everything costs more someone pick me off the floor, it's expensive being poor, how can I live with what I did when the cinema's six quid? It's expensive being poor but I look good when I get desperate.
Let the good times roll Into a bottomless hole with job, friends and future my ideal home furniture, let the trumpets sound as my house falls down.
And the dust begins to clear and I'm lying on the ground, and I'm standing on a path in an unknown part of town, and the path leads me away over hills and out of sight, in the blazing sun by day and the hanging moon by night, and I wind up in a place where I never have to count, and I never see the waves as I push my leaking boat out.
It's expensive being poor because everything hurts more, knocking on a bolted door It's expensive being poor. Someone throw me down some crumbs I will eat them off the floor, it's expensive being poor, but I look good when I get desperate.
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Post by ChaoticWretch on Jun 10, 2003 7:30:55 GMT -5
BLOOD FOR BLOOD
"Wasted Youth Crew (My Kind Belong Nowhere)"
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you and fuck society to Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you and fuck the world because my kind, my kind, my kind belong nowhere My kind, my kind, my kind are hated and feared We all started as someone with a chance to make our way Sometimes the world was cold but we waited for the better days We watched the years go by and nothing seemed to change We waited, hoped and prayed as the hard times felt like stinging rain Well now that hope is gone, somewhere it turned to rage Hatred, violence, booze and crime, sometimes it seemed the only way (to get by) I always knew I'd never make it cause I'm twisted in the brain But I swear to you all right now that I'll never live like the ones that made me hate Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you and fuck society to Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you and fuck the world because my kind, my kind, my kind belong nowhere My kind, my kind, my kind are hated and feared I know I'm going nowhere and I been on a losin' streak and a scumbag, zero and anti-hero are all you think of me (and you're right) I know I'm going nowhere and I been on a losin streak and lowlife, loser and dead-end cruiser are all you think of me (but I say) Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you and fuck society to Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you and fuck the world because my kind, my kind, my kind belong nowhere My kind, my kind, my kind are hated and feared Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you and fuck mankind My kind, my kind, my kind are hated and feared Wasted youth, I never had all the chances Wasted youth, I never had no savin' grace Wasted youth, yeah I've made a few mistakes Wasted youth, but how long will I have to pay? So, some of you were born into happiness and wealth While some of us were born to a life of hell And some of us were lost and some of us were found but most of us were beaten by life to the ground And maybe I'll never see the day that I win but I'll always have time for a beer with my friends We'll fight everybody and the world 'till the end and if you fuck around with us you'll get your head kicked in! Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you and fuck society to Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you and fuck the world because my kind, my kind, my kind belong nowhere My kind, my kind, my kind are hated and feared
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Post by ChaoticWretch on Jun 10, 2003 7:31:51 GMT -5
BLOOD FOR BLOOD
"Eulogy For A Dream"
What can we do? What can you do? In a world where no one cares at all Nobody cares at all Take a look around you, do you like what you see? What can we do? The world has gone completely mad, society's diseased What can we do? The violence and the hate I've seen, it makes me want to puke What can I do? I can turn my back on this place 'cause nobody sees the truth! I spent so many years wondering why What can I do? I spent so many years with tears in my eyes What could I do? While the rich just get richer, my family cried In this society of lies and nobody cares at all! I turn my back! Nobody cares at all! I walk away! Nobody cares at all! I won't listen to a word that they say, I spit on their way, 'cause nobody cares and they'll never hear the cries and the prayers while my kind's locked down by their lies! They lie... There's gotta be something me and you can do, 'cause brother I gotta tell ya' shit's lookin bad for me and you Goodbye America, we've dragged you straight to hell... Your people have gone completely insane and we've dragged you straight to hell...
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Post by ChaoticWretch on Jun 10, 2003 7:32:20 GMT -5
BLOOD FOR BLOOD
"Dead End Street"
The sign in the road says we're going nowhere.
I been running down a dead end street. I wanna rip through all the faces of the fools I see. And I know I'll never get away 'cause the gutter taught me early that there ain't no better days for me. I guess my childhood broke my heart. Down in the projects you learn pain from the start. That's where I learned to hate the world, Just another lost soul praying to the night sky alone...
Can someone, someone please tell me where I went wrong? And how many more times will I have to sing this same old song? Can you tell me, tell me please, tell me where I went wrong? And how many more times will I have to sing this same old sad, sad fucking song?
I done my time on the city streets. Y'know that corner took a piece of me and my heart And made me an enemy of the world. Just another lost soul praying to the night sky alone.
I been running down this dead end street. I wanna rip through all the faces I see. I'm lost forever on this dead end street. I'll leave this epitaph that no one will read...
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Post by ChaoticWretch on Jun 10, 2003 7:33:08 GMT -5
i love this song... it truely is my anthem
BLOOD FOR BLOOD
"White Trash Anthem"
Have you ever prayed to the night sky? Under one of them cold street lights? Watched another stolen car drive then lose your hope and say "This is where I'll die"?
But you try to say you know me. But you try to say you're from my world. Well, have you ever gone to sleep to the sounds of the gunshots, sirens, and violence all alone?
They want to break me down. I hope I can hold my ground.
Your world is eMpTyV. Spring breaks and ecstasy. You got your hopes and you'll get your dreams. Well, that choice wasn't there for me.
My world remains unseen by you. Poverty and no family, Broken homes and broken dreams, I fall upon the thorns of life. I bleed.
They want to break me down. I won't back down. They try to break me down. I hope I can hold my ground.
I ain't I your kind of white. I ain't that kind of white. I'll never be your kind of white, I'll never be your kind 'cause you made me outcast.
I ain't your kind of white. I've never been your kind of white. I ain't that kind of white 'cause I'm a lowlife outcast piece of white trash.
Five years on down the road (you've got) two kids and a high paying job, (with a) picket fence and a college degree. Well, that choice wasn't there for me.
This path on which I walk: it ain't a game and it ain't all talk. This is all I ever had. This is all they ever let me have.
I ain't ever been nor will I ever be another blind eye in society. I seen the way it was for the people like me. I seen the way it was for the families so...
Have you ever prayed to the night sky? Under one of them cold street lights? Watched another stolen car drive by and lost your hope and said "This is where I'll die"?
I ain't I your kind of white. I ain't that kind of white. I'll never be your kind of white, I'll never be your kind 'cause you made me outcast.
I ain't your kind of white. I've never been your kind of white. I ain't that kind of white 'cause I'm a lowlife outcast piece of white trash.
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Post by ChaoticWretch on Jun 10, 2003 7:34:16 GMT -5
TIGER ARMY
"Power Of Moonlite"
Riding along through the night Things couldn't be farther from the night Who made this world of misery? I want no part of it- I think I'm gonna leave (that's when the)
The Power of Moonlight- Shines down on me and seeps into my soul The Power of Moonlight-It calls to me from ages long ago The Power of Moonlight- A haunting whisper That I'll never grow old Far away nighttime tides are calling to me...
(Reject the daylight/full moon tonite)
All the filth and all the dirt The madness of this spinning world Trapped down here, brought down and down and then- Just likke the moon and twilight I will rise again (that's right the)
The Power of Moonlight- Shines down on me and seeps into my soul The Power of Moonlight-It calls to me from ages long ago The Power of Moonlight- A haunting whisper That I'll never grow old Far away nighttime tides are calling to me...
(The moon's purity/Your power unto me)
And just like the moon... Just like the moon... Just like the moon... I will rise again Rise again
"Cupid's Victim"
Without a warning it comes flying- And when it strikes my world changes, all reason left behind Without a warning it comes flying- and its to late to resist it for my fate is sealed And I know... My heart's no longer mine
Just like an arrow through my heart A feeling so strong A scarlet fever burns my soul From this moment on
Can't shake this fever from my mind It burns away all that has passed And draws me to her side "A direct hit" the cupid smiles... Wounded, I fall into delrium And I know... my heart's no longer mine
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