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Post by Kamikaze Parrot on Oct 21, 2006 17:00:27 GMT -5
Caesars - Only You
Baby you've got ears just like Dumbo
It's so sweet
And your knees knock together
When your walking down the street
Your eyes never look in the same direction
At the same time
I don't think you're the smartest girl on the block
But I don't mind
Only you can reach my heart
Only you and no one else
Only you can reach my heart
Only you can reach my heart
Everytime we go out
People stop and stear
And they talk about us
And they don't understand what we got
We got true love baby
We've syncronised our heartbeats
And we got the same size in shoes
Yes we do
Only you can reach my heart
Only you and no one else
Only you can reach my heart
Only you can reach my heart 
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Post by Cupcake Avenger on Dec 23, 2006 4:02:32 GMT -5
LED ZEPPELIN - TANGERINE
Measuring a summer's day,
I only finds it slips away to grey,
The hours, they bring me pain.
Tangerine, Tangerine,
Living reflection from a dream;
I was her love, she was my queen,
And now a thousand years between.
Thinking how it used to be,
Does she still remember times like these?
To think of us again?
And I do.
ALEXISONFIRE - A DAGGER THROUGH THE HEART OF ST. ANGELES
Plaid skirts that hide love
Walk in single file.
Ties that restrict blood... to the brain.
Passing notes in math class.
Freedom wear your scars of desire.
It's a coming of age story.
Freedom wear your scars of desire.
Conflicting impulses.
Freedom wear your scars of desire.
Cuts seem to bend the sky.
I've read this book before.
Anxious eyes stare out of warped glass
Waiting for the 3 o'clock bell.
Trying hard to forget that cold October day,
When Love challenged Freedom to a fist fight.
Freedom looked victorious;
But no one was expecting the outcome on that baseball diamond...
When Love reached beneath her plaid jumper,
Pulled out a switch blade,
And drove it...
Directly through the heart of St. Angeles.
Any notion of self-government
Was left by Love bleeding
On the pitcher's mound.
You're
(So you say you're scaring me)
Scaring me.
(And you won't be there to catch me.)
And bleeding on the pitcher's mound.
ALEXISONFIRE - ADELLEDA
This is really only all we have:
(Bury all of me)
Daytime. Twilight. Pitch black. Night light.
(Before I have a chance)
Coldest eyes, and the softest touch.
(To open my eyes and see you laughing.)
Daytime. Twilight. Pitch black. Night light.
These typed letters.
(Is this all we have?)
Beneath me.
(Or is this all just twilight beyond the skyline)
Fuck with these buttons and knobs long enough
(Blinding me)
And maybe things will... turn out fine.
Hide behind your crystal screen
And blow kisses at me.
...Said wouldn't happen....
Go.
Write your name on my chest in kerosene.
Spark a match, and you, won't, be cold again.
This is really only all we have:
Daytime. Twilight. Pitch black. Night light.
Coldest eyes.
You had the coldest eyes, and the softest touch.
Daytime. Twilight. Pitch black.
Light!
Gag and... destroy me.
Gag and... destroy me.
(Sorry I didn't hear you)
I have a
(I was busy dying in the corner)
Collection of thunder that I stole
(Those three words)
I stole. That I stole.
(Destroyed every inch of me yet you keep...)
From your windowsill.
(...Speaking)
Stole...
From your windowsill.
SILVERSTEIN - THE IDES OF MARCH
Tie me up with sheets, and hang me from your tree
I'll stay out here all night, it doesn't even matter
As long as I can see, into your room and feel
Like I'm inside your life, I'll follow you forever
Don't cut me down just yet, I'll make things right again
Don't close your blinds on me...
I will never recover from this
I will never believe in this again
And I can never go back to the way I used to be before this started
The snow won't go away, My nose runs down my face
No one sees me here, It doesn't even matter
And every step I take, I stay in the same place
I can't begin to start again why can't I just be perfect?
You see my ghost and you'll never forget it
My face is as white as the snow that haunts me
Your windows my door and nothing can stop me
Sometimes betrayal can make you happy
AS I LAY DYING - FOREVER
Forever your eyes will hold the memory
I saw your heart as it overtook me
we tried so hard to understand and reason
but in that one moment
I gave my heart away
What perfect breath where my mind lay beside me
and all i knew was what had overtaken me
with no explanation i am comforted by inability to understand
Forever your eyes will hold the memory...
When i wake from this dream
Will your smile still open my heart and leave me transparent
When i wake from this dream
Will your smile still open my heart?
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Post by Kamikaze Parrot on Dec 23, 2006 10:21:28 GMT -5
RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE - BULLET IN THE HEAD
This time the bullet cold rocked ya
A yellow ribbon instead of a swastika
Nothin' proper about ya propaganda
Fools follow rules when the set commands ya
Said it was blue
When ya blood was read
That's how ya got a bullet blasted through ya head
Blasted through ya head
Blasted through ya head
I give a shout out to the living dead
Who stood and watched as the feds cold centralized
So serene on the screen
You were mesmerised
Cellular phones soundin' a death tone
Corporations cold
Turn ya to stone before ya realise
They load the clip in omnicolour
Said they pack the 9, they fire it at prime time
Sleeping gas, every home was like Alcatraz
And mutha fuckas lost their minds
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Run it!
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Checka, checka, check it out
They load the clip in omnicolour
Said they pack the 9, they fire it at prime time
Sleeping gas, every home was like Alcatraz
And mutha fuckas lost their minds
No escape from the mass mind rape
Play it again jack and then rewind the tape
And then play it again and again and again
Until ya mind is locked in
Believin' all the lies that they're tellin' ya
Buyin' all the products that they're sellin' ya
They say jump and ya say how high
Ya brain-dead
Ya gotta fuckin' bullet in ya head
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Uggh! Yeah! Yea!
Ya standin' in line
Believin' the lies
Ya bowin' down to the flag
Ya gotta bullet in ya head
Ya standin' in line
Believin' the lies
Ya bowin' down to the flag
Ya gotta bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
Ya gotta bullet in ya fuckin' head!
Yeah!
Yeah!
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Post by Cupcake Avenger on Dec 23, 2006 23:57:34 GMT -5
ALEXISONFIRE - WHERE NO ONE KNOWS
Side-stepped land mines
And working-class attitudes.
Let's go.
This is a love song.
Deal with it. Deal with it. Deal with... it.
(And I will)
I will
(Beat my fist against my chest)
My chest, against my chest
(If only to prevent my heart from beating for you)
Beating... for you, for you.
(This new season brings with it songs of hope)
Songs of hope!
(You can't leave me waist-high wading all alone)
Things
(I know there is somewhere I can go)
I don't understand are the most interesting
(Where no one knows)
Like zero, and eraserhead.
(My name)
(And I still)
I still
(Remember the sound of your voice)
Sound of, of your voice
(Do you think I would call just to hear you breathe?)
Hear you breathe.
(Just to hear you breathe)
Sometimes it's just about feeling good
like John Cusack and pop punk.
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Post by Kamikaze Parrot on Dec 24, 2006 6:03:54 GMT -5
RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE - BULLET IN THE HEAD
This time the bullet cold rocked ya
A yellow ribbon instead of a swastika
Nothin' proper about ya propaganda
Fools follow rules when the set commands ya
Said it was blue
When ya blood was read
That's how ya got a bullet blasted through ya head
Blasted through ya head
Blasted through ya head
I give a shout out to the living dead
Who stood and watched as the feds cold centralized
So serene on the screen
You were mesmerised
Cellular phones soundin' a death tone
Corporations cold
Turn ya to stone before ya realise
They load the clip in omnicolour
Said they pack the 9, they fire it at prime time
Sleeping gas, every home was like Alcatraz
And mutha fuckas lost their minds
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Run it!
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Checka, checka, check it out
They load the clip in omnicolour
Said they pack the 9, they fire it at prime time
Sleeping gas, every home was like Alcatraz
And mutha fuckas lost their minds
No escape from the mass mind rape
Play it again jack and then rewind the tape
And then play it again and again and again
Until ya mind is locked in
Believin' all the lies that they're tellin' ya
Buyin' all the products that they're sellin' ya
They say jump and ya say how high
Ya brain-dead
Ya gotta fuckin' bullet in ya head
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Uggh! Yeah! Yea!
Ya standin' in line
Believin' the lies
Ya bowin' down to the flag
Ya gotta bullet in ya head
Ya standin' in line
Believin' the lies
Ya bowin' down to the flag
Ya gotta bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
Ya gotta bullet in ya fuckin' head!
Yeah!
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Post by Cupcake Avenger on Dec 24, 2006 17:52:39 GMT -5
RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE - BULLET IN THE HEAD
This time the bullet cold rocked ya
A yellow ribbon instead of a swastika
Nothin' proper about ya propaganda
Fools follow rules when the set commands ya
Said it was blue
When ya blood was read
That's how ya got a bullet blasted through ya head
Blasted through ya head
Blasted through ya head
I give a shout out to the living dead
Who stood and watched as the feds cold centralized
So serene on the screen
You were mesmerised
Cellular phones soundin' a death tone
Corporations cold
Turn ya to stone before ya realise
They load the clip in omnicolour
Said they pack the 9, they fire it at prime time
Sleeping gas, every home was like Alcatraz
And mutha fuckas lost their minds
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Run it!
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Checka, checka, check it out
They load the clip in omnicolour
Said they pack the 9, they fire it at prime time
Sleeping gas, every home was like Alcatraz
And mutha fuckas lost their minds
No escape from the mass mind rape
Play it again jack and then rewind the tape
And then play it again and again and again
Until ya mind is locked in
Believin' all the lies that they're tellin' ya
Buyin' all the products that they're sellin' ya
They say jump and ya say how high
Ya brain-dead
Ya gotta fuckin' bullet in ya head
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Uggh! Yeah! Yea!
Ya standin' in line
Believin' the lies
Ya bowin' down to the flag
Ya gotta bullet in ya head
Ya standin' in line
Believin' the lies
Ya bowin' down to the flag
Ya gotta bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
Ya gotta bullet in ya fuckin' head!
Yeah!
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Post by Kamikaze Parrot on Dec 25, 2006 3:57:00 GMT -5
this isnt a love song.. then why'd you post it?
It must have ended in the wrong thread somehow.
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Post by Cupcake Avenger on Dec 25, 2006 6:51:33 GMT -5
then why'd you post it?
It must have ended in the wrong thread somehow.
maybe you meant to put it in the best hate/dislike lyrics thread |
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Post by Kamikaze Parrot on Dec 25, 2006 15:30:43 GMT -5
I dunno
It must have ended in the wrong thread somehow.
maybe you meant to put it in the best hate/dislike lyrics thread
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Post by ¡señor coconut! on Dec 26, 2006 14:09:39 GMT -5
DJ Assault - Ass and Titties
Ass, Titties, Ass and Titties
Ass Ass Titties Titties Ass and Titties
okay i'm done.
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Post by Kamikaze Parrot on Dec 27, 2006 10:52:12 GMT -5
DJ Assault - Ass and Titties Ass, Titties, Ass and Titties Ass Ass Titties Titties Ass and Titties okay i'm done.
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