Jont Posted May 30, 2006 Share Posted May 30, 2006 Rocket from the Crypt - Chariots on Fire Yeah yeah yeah we don't like much, the music blows the style it sucks! Which means nothing to any of you. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
the division of joy Posted May 30, 2006 Share Posted May 30, 2006 Tool - Opiate.... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MusicManiac Posted June 1, 2006 Share Posted June 1, 2006 (edited) Bob Dylan - Positively 4th Street You got a lotta nerve To say you are my friend When I was down You just stood there grinning You got a lotta nerve To say you got a helping hand to lend You just want to be on The side that's winning You say I let you down You know it's not like that If you're so hurt Why then don't you show it You say you lost your faith But that's not where it's at You had no faith to lose And you know it I know the reason That you talk behind my back I used to be among the crowd You're in with Do you take me for such a fool To think I'd make contact With the one who tries to hide What he don't know to begin with You see me on the street You always act surprised You say, "How are you?" "Good luck" But you don't mean it When you know as well as me You'd rather see me paralyzed Why don't you just come out once And scream it No, I do not feel that good When I see the heartbreaks you embrace If I was a master thief Perhaps I'd rob them And now I know you're dissatisfied With your position and your place Don't you understand It's not my problem I wish that for just one time You could stand inside my shoes And just for that one moment I could be you Yes, I wish that for just one time You could stand inside my shoes You'd know what a drag it is To see you... Edited June 1, 2006 by MusicManiac Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
the division of joy Posted June 1, 2006 Share Posted June 1, 2006 Bob Dylan - Hurricane 8 minutes of brilliance by a man of brilliance... Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall. She sees the bartender in a pool of blood, Cries out, "My God, they killed them all!" Here comes the story of the Hurricane, The man the authorities came to blame For somethin' that he never done. Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been The champion of the world. Three bodies lyin' there does Patty see And another man named Bello, movin' around mysteriously. "I didn't do it," he says, and he throws up his hands "I was only robbin' the register, I hope you understand. I saw them leavin'," he says, and he stops "One of us had better call up the cops." And so Patty calls the cops And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin' In the hot New Jersey night. Meanwhile, far away in another part of town Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin' around. Number one contender for the middleweight crown Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road Just like the time before and the time before that. In Paterson that's just the way things go. If you're black you might as well not show up on the street 'Less you wanna draw the heat. Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops. Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin' around He said, "I saw two men runnin' out, they looked like middleweights They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates." And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head. Cop said, "Wait a minute, boys, this one's not dead" So they took him to the infirmary And though this man could hardly see They told him that he could identify the guilty men. Four in the mornin' and they haul Rubin in, Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs. The wounded man looks up through his one dyin' eye Says, "Wha'd you bring him in here for? He ain't the guy!" Yes, here's the story of the Hurricane, The man the authorities came to blame For somethin' that he never done. Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been The champion of the world. Four months later, the ghettos are in flame, Rubin's in South America, fightin' for his name While Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game And the cops are puttin' the screws to him, lookin' for somebody to blame. "Remember that murder that happened in a bar?" "Remember you said you saw the getaway car?" "You think you'd like to play ball with the law?" "Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin' that night?" "Don't forget that you are white." Arthur Dexter Bradley said, "I'm really not sure." Cops said, "A poor boy like you could use a break We got you for the motel job and we're talkin' to your friend Bello Now you don't wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow. You'll be doin' society a favor. That sonofabitch is brave and gettin' braver. We want to put his ass in stir We want to pin this triple murder on him He ain't no Gentleman Jim." Rubin could take a man out with just one punch But he never did like to talk about it all that much. It's my work, he'd say, and I do it for pay And when it's over I'd just as soon go on my way Up to some paradise Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice And ride a horse along a trail. But then they took him to the jailhouse Where they try to turn a man into a mouse. All of Rubin's cards were marked in advance The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance. The judge made Rubin's witnesses drunkards from the slums To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger. No one doubted that he pulled the trigger. And though they could not produce the gun, The D.A. said he was the one who did the deed And the all-white jury agreed. Rubin Carter was falsely tried. The crime was murder "one," guess who testified? Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied And the newspapers, they all went along for the ride. How can the life of such a man Be in the palm of some fool's hand? To see him obviously framed Couldn't help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land Where justice is a game. Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell An innocent man in a living hell. Yes, that's the story of the Hurricane, But it won't be over till they clear his name And give him back the time he's done. Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been The champion of the world. Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall. She sees the bartender in a pool of blood, Cries out, "My God, they killed them all!" Here comes the story of the Hurricane, The man the authorities came to blame For somethin' that he never done. Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been The champion of the world. Three bodies lyin' there does Patty see And another man named Bello, movin' around mysteriously. "I didn't do it," he says, and he throws up his hands "I was only robbin' the register, I hope you understand. I saw them leavin'," he says, and he stops "One of us had better call up the cops." And so Patty calls the cops And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin' In the hot New Jersey night. Meanwhile, far away in another part of town Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin' around. Number one contender for the middleweight crown Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road Just like the time before and the time before that. In Paterson that's just the way things go. If you're black you might as well not show up on the street 'Less you wanna draw the heat. Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops. Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin' around He said, "I saw two men runnin' out, they looked like middleweights They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates." And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head. Cop said, "Wait a minute, boys, this one's not dead" So they took him to the infirmary And though this man could hardly see They told him that he could identify the guilty men. Four in the mornin' and they haul Rubin in, Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs. The wounded man looks up through his one dyin' eye Says, "Wha'd you bring him in here for? He ain't the guy!" Yes, here's the story of the Hurricane, The man the authorities came to blame For somethin' that he never done. Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been The champion of the world. Four months later, the ghettos are in flame, Rubin's in South America, fightin' for his name While Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game And the cops are puttin' the screws to him, lookin' for somebody to blame. "Remember that murder that happened in a bar?" "Remember you said you saw the getaway car?" "You think you'd like to play ball with the law?" "Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin' that night?" "Don't forget that you are white." Arthur Dexter Bradley said, "I'm really not sure." Cops said, "A poor boy like you could use a break We got you for the motel job and we're talkin' to your friend Bello Now you don't wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow. You'll be doin' society a favor. That sonofabitch is brave and gettin' braver. We want to put his ass in stir We want to pin this triple murder on him He ain't no Gentleman Jim." Rubin could take a man out with just one punch But he never did like to talk about it all that much. It's my work, he'd say, and I do it for pay And when it's over I'd just as soon go on my way Up to some paradise Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice And ride a horse along a trail. But then they took him to the jailhouse Where they try to turn a man into a mouse. All of Rubin's cards were marked in advance The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance. The judge made Rubin's witnesses drunkards from the slums To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger. No one doubted that he pulled the trigger. And though they could not produce the gun, The D.A. said he was the one who did the deed And the all-white jury agreed. Rubin Carter was falsely tried. The crime was murder "one," guess who testified? Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied And the newspapers, they all went along for the ride. How can the life of such a man Be in the palm of some fool's hand? To see him obviously framed Couldn't help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land Where justice is a game. Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell An innocent man in a living hell. Yes, that's the story of the Hurricane, But it won't be over till they clear his name And give him back the time he's done. Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been The champion of the world. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Senshik Posted June 1, 2006 Share Posted June 1, 2006 Pull Me Under by Dream Theater My favorite DT song. And perhaps one the best metal songs I've heard. Lost in the sky Clouds roll by and I roll with them Arrows fly Seas increase and then fall again This world is spinning around me This world is spinning without me Every day sends future to past Every breath leaves one less to my last Watch the sparrow falling Gives new meaning to it all If not today nor yet tomorrow then some other day Ill take seven lives for one And then my only fathers son As sure as I ever did love him I am not afraid This world is spinning around me The whole world keeps spinning around me All life is future to past Every breath leaves me one less to my last Pull me under pull me under Pull me under Im not afraid All that I feel in honor and spite All I can do is set it right Dust fills my eyes Clouds roll by and I roll with them Centuries cry Orders fly and I fall again This world is spinning inside me The whole world is spinning inside of me Every day sends future to past Every step brings me closer to my last Pull me under pull me under Pull me under Im not afraid Living my life too much in in the sun Only until your will is done Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
the division of joy Posted June 1, 2006 Share Posted June 1, 2006 Black Hole Sun - Soundgarden In my eyes Indisposed In disguise As no one knows Hides the face Lies the snake The sun In my disgrace Boiling heat Summer stench neath the black The sky looks dead Call my name Through the cream And Ill hear you Scream again Black hole sun Wont you come And wash away the rain Black hole sun Wont you come Wont you come Stuttering Cold and damp Steal the warm wind Tired friend Times are gone For honest men And sometimes Far too long For snakes In my shoes A walking sleep And my youth I pray to keep Heaven send Hell away No one sings Like you Anymore Hang my head Drown my fear Till you all just Disappear Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nanno Posted June 1, 2006 Share Posted June 1, 2006 "Pedalpusher" stereophonics (who else) Gotta get in on the scene hun? Voice activate machine Got ya hair in a haircut You gotta fill up the dream You got ya finger on the pulse babe You got your rock n roll on? You wanna screw driver too now I hear they're fun on You got it all this side up But you ain't got it down Push the pedal now Activate your sweet voice babe Let your world come out You get ya head off the chopping block And get ya ouija board out You got ya rubber on a pencil In case you make a mistake I hope you got it all down babe I'd hate to think you're a fake You got it all this side up But you ain't got it down Push the pedal now You got it all this side up But you ain't got it down Push the pedal now And push... You got it all this side up But you ain't got it down Push the pedal now You got it all this side up But you ain't got it down Push the pedal now You got it all this side up But you ain't got it down Push the pedal now You got it all this side up But you ain't got it Push Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
the division of joy Posted June 1, 2006 Share Posted June 1, 2006 Why does it always rain on me - Travis I cant sleep tonight Everybody saying everythings alright Still I cant close my eyes Im seeing a tunnel at the end of all these lights Sunny days Where have you gone? I get the strangest feeling you belong Why does it always rain on me? Is it because I lied when I was seventeen? Why does it always rain on me? Even when the sun is shining I cant avoid the lightning I cant stand myself Im being held up by invisible men Still life on a shelf when I got my mind on something else Sunny days Where have you gone? I get the strangest feeling you belong Why does it always rain on me? Is it because I lied when I was seventeen? Why does it always rain on me? Even when the sun is shining I cant avoid the lightning Oh, where did the blue skies go? And why is it raining so? Its so cold I cant sleep tonight Everybody saying everythings alright Still I cant close my eyes Im seeing a tunnel at the end of all these lights Sunny days Where have you gone? I get the strangest feeling you belong Why does it always rain on me? Is it because I lied when I was seventeen? Why does it always rain on me? Even when the sun is shining I cant avoid the lightning Oh, where did the blue skies go? And why is it raining so? Its so cold Why does it always rain on me? Why does it always rain... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Senshik Posted June 1, 2006 Share Posted June 1, 2006 Impression that I get Great Ska song! Have you ever been close to tragedy Or been close to folks who have Have you ever felt a pain so powerful So heavy you collapse Ive never had to knock on wood But I know someone who has Which makes me wonder if I could It makes me wonder if Ive never had to knock on wood And Im glad I havent yet Because Im sure it isnt good Thats the impression that I get Have you ever had the odds stacked up so high You need a strength most dont possess Or has it ever come down to do or die Youve got to rise above the rest Ive never had to knock on wood But I know someone who has Which makes me wonder if I could It makes me wonder if Ive never had to knock on wood And Im glad I havent yet Because Im sure it isnt good Thats the impression that I get Im not a coward, Ive just never been tested Id like to think that if I was, I would pass Look at the tested and think there but for the grace go I might be a cowards, Im afraid of what I might find out Ive never had to knock on wood But I know someone who has Which makes me wonder if I could It makes me wonder if Ive never had to knock on wood And Im glad I havent yet Because Im sure it isnt good Thats the impression that I get Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
the division of joy Posted June 1, 2006 Share Posted June 1, 2006 one of the best bands ive seen live... right now im listening to pearl jam - you are Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Senshik Posted June 1, 2006 Share Posted June 1, 2006 USA Nails by THE BLOOD BROTHERS This is a piece of hardcore/screamo/lot's of yelling kids playing pretty cool guitars. Fingers: 1-900-USA-NAILS Prisoner: "operator I love you. Operator, I would never leave you... Operator I love to see your face pressed up against the glass. I need to hear the way your tongue tastes in my ear..." Operator: "Put the receiver to your chest and let me know who loves you best." Prisoner: "The county sheriff said that my baby is dead. They found him in some trash can, blue all clenched and chewed. Don't judge me, I'm not his real mother, I couldn't even recognize his face, his tears of wax, his skin like a subway running over spinal tracks. Operator can I confide you? They haven't got an ounce of proof! Those pigs locked me up to see what color i'd rot into! (It wasn't me it was my false tiger limbs.. It wasn't me it was the garbage gryphon!) When i walk i wald alone (operator come on!), when I watch you through the phone (operator come on) and depupil these lonely eyes, the love scenes grafted to the sky are making me cry... 1-900-USA-NAILS (oh baby) I get one phone call a day from Molson County jail... Operator: 1-900-USA-NAILS. 98 cents per minute cash or credit, check or debit... (noticeable pause) Prisoner: Operator-rator wont you tell me again! Operator-rator yeah you're my only friend! Operator: "Do you remember that night in the back of daddy's car... strumming the chords of your pubic guitar... the way you tasted like a movie star... the way the windsheild reflected the sunrise, the way the light tattooed your thighs... You're the most beautiful girl in the whole wide world... your time is up, till next time! We'll send you a bill." Prisoner: Listen.... can you hear the buildings crumbling in slow motion? Blow me up like a balloon we'll float over the ocean! Listen...can you hear them taking me away, don't tell the fucking guards what i've said. Can you see the angels stringing wires through my face? Operator: Meet me next week, same time, same place. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Genroh Posted June 1, 2006 Share Posted June 1, 2006 Verse Chorus Verse (aka "Everything and Nothing") by Nirvana And if you save yourself You will make him happy He'll keep you in a jar And you'll think you're happy He'll give you breathing holes And you'll think you're happy He'll cover you with dust And you'll think you're happy now You're in a laundry room You're in a laundry room The clue that came to you, oh And if you guard yourself You will think you're happy He'll keep you in a jar Then you'll make him happy He'll give you breathing holes Then you'll think you're happy He'll cover you with dust Then you'll think you're happy now You're in a laundry room You're in a laundry room The clue that came to you, oh You're in a laundry room You're in a laundry room The clue that came to you, oh And if you fool yourself You will make him happy He'll keep you in a jar Then you'll think you're happy He'll give you breathing holes Then you will seem happy You'll wallow in the shit Then you'll think you're happy now You're in a laundry room You're in a laundry room You're in a laundry room The clue that came to you, oh Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
the division of joy Posted June 2, 2006 Share Posted June 2, 2006 Janes Addiction - Just Because If I were you I'd better watch out When was the last time You did anything not for me, or anyone else Just because, just because You! oh, you really should have known Hey you, you really should have known Just because, just because You got the nerves But nobody loves you Nobody hurts you Just because, just because You! oh you really should have known Hey you! I think you really should have known Just because, just because Oooh! Oh! better watch out! When we first met And we passed around juice That was a long time ago And you're still the same And you! oh you really should have known! Yeah! you, oh you really should have known Just because, just because Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nanno Posted June 2, 2006 Share Posted June 2, 2006 DEF LEPPARD "When Love And Hate Collide" You could have a change of heart, if you would only change your mind Instead of slamming down the phone girl, for the hundredth time I got your number on my wall, but I ain't gonna make that call When divided we stand baby, united we fall Got the time got a chance gonna make it Got my hands on your heart gonna take it All I know I can't fight this flame You could have a change of heart, if you would only change your mind Cause I'm crazy 'bout you baby, time after time Without you One night alone Is like a year without you baby Do you have a heart of stone Without you Can't stop the hurt inside When love and hate collide I don't wanna fight no more, I don't know what we're fighting for When we treat each other baby, like an act of war I could tell a million lies and it would come as no surprise When the truth is like a stranger, hits you right between the eyes There's a time and a place and a reason And I know I got a love to believe in All I know got to win this time You could have a change of heart, if you would only change your mind Cause I'm crazy 'bout you baby...Crazy...Crazy Without you One night alone Is like a year without you baby Do you have a heart of stone Without you One night alone Is like a year without you baby If you have a heart at all Without you Can't stop the hurt inside When love and hate collide Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
the division of joy Posted June 2, 2006 Share Posted June 2, 2006 Megadeth - Kill the king Broken down, feeling naked Leaving me unfulfilled Promising compromise Championing mediocrity Time and time again What you said ain't what you mean Even if all my bones are broken I will drag myself back from the edge to Kill the King, The King is dead, Long live the King Kill the King, The King is dead, Long live the King, I am the King, God save the King Kill the King, The King is dead I am the King, Long live the King Kill the King, The King is dead I am the King, Long live the King I reveal a deceiver In the highest seat in the land His idle hands the Devil's workshop Generate more smoke than heat Time and time again What you said ain't what you mean Even if all my bones are broken I will drag myself back from the edge to Kill the King, The King is dead, Long live the King Kill the King, The King is dead, Long live the King, I am the King, God save the King Kill the King, The King is dead I am the King, Long live the King Kill the King, The King is dead I am the King, Long live the King A new precedent in pain, a new precedent in pain Mankind is blown to dust, mankind is blown to dust An explosion of the Brain, an explosion of the Brain Spontaneously combust, spontaneously combust Kill the King, The King is dead, Long live the King, I am the King Kill the King, I, The King is dead, I am, Long live the King, I am the King Kill the King, I, The King is dead, I am, Long live the King, I am the King Kill the King, I, The King is dead, I am, Long live the King, I am the King Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MetalHeart Posted June 3, 2006 Share Posted June 3, 2006 [skin + Faithfulness] Faithfulness Distracts me from my ever changing Tastefulness My mouth upon the richest tongues I run for this Static at the same time by it all Common sense Can slap me in the face And yet I calm disent Embarrassed by your obvious Indifference Disgusted at the same time by it all Watching as my ego breaks your fall Don't you know that I've Been running from you heart And I feel like you've been running too Don't you know that I've been lying from the start And I feel like you've been lying too. Leave you now Can't convince myself That you're the one somehow To free me from this smile I call my loneliness Stuck inside this need to feel complete Now I've left you standing on your feet Don't you know that I've been running from you heart And I feel like you've been running too Don't you know that I've been lying from the start And I feel like you've been lying too. Faithfulness is just a little rule We break Still pretending lust was just a fool we faked, we made Don't you know that I've been running from you heart And I feel like you've been running too Don't you know that I've been lying from the start And I feel like you've been lying too. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
the division of joy Posted June 3, 2006 Share Posted June 3, 2006 Rebellion (lies) - The Arcade Fire Sleeping is giving in, no matter what the time is. Sleeping is giving in, so lift those heavy eyelids. People say that you'll die faster than without water. But we know it's just a lie, scare your son, scare your daughter. People say that your dreams are the only things that save ya. Come on baby in our dreams, we can live our misbehavior. Every time you close your eyes Lies, lies! Every time you close your eyes Lies, lies! Every time you close your eyes Lies, lies! Every time you close your eyes Lies, lies! Every time you close your eyes Every time you close your eyes Every time you close your eyes Every time you close your eyes People try and hide the night underneath the covers. People try and hide the light underneath the covers. Come on hide your lovers underneath the covers, come on hide your lovers underneath the covers. Hidin' from your brothers underneath the covers, come on hide your lovers underneath the covers. People say let's just die faster than without water, but we know it's just a lie, scare your son, scare your daughter, Scare your son, scare your daughter. Scare your son, scare your daughter. Now here's the sun, it's alright! (Lies, lies!) Now here's the moon, it's alright! (Lies, lies!) Now here's the sun, it's alright! (Lies, lies!) Now here's the moon it's alright (Lies, lies!) Every time you close your eyes Lies, lies! Every time you close your eyes Lies, lies! Every time you close your eyes Lies, lies! Every time you close your eyes Lies, lies! Every time you close your eyes Every time you close your eyes (Lies, lies! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Arnah Posted June 3, 2006 Share Posted June 3, 2006 Tchaikovsky - 1812 Overture. Damned elevator music. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cotangentx Posted June 3, 2006 Share Posted June 3, 2006 where are my FOLLOWERS! Cotangent grows bored. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
crimsonfire Posted June 4, 2006 Share Posted June 4, 2006 one of the best bands ive seen live... right now im listening to pearl jam - you are i agree. great live show. especially the dancing guy who doesnt really do anything except dance like a maniac. but anyway im listening to muhammed ali by faithless. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MetalHeart Posted June 4, 2006 Share Posted June 4, 2006 Rebellion (lies) - The Arcade Fire ...such a GOOD FUCKING SONG! I love it so muchhhh. And now, for some Bowie: [David Bowie + Slow Burn] Here shall we live in this terrible town Where the price for our eyes shall squeeze them tight like a fist And the walls shall have eyes And the doors shall have ears But we'll dance in the dark And they'll play with our lives Like a slow burn Leading us on and on and on Like a slow burn Turning us round and round and round But who are we So small in times such as these Slow Burn Slow Burn Oh, these are the days These are the strangest of all These are the nights These are the darkest to fall But who knows? Echoes in tenement halls Who knows? Though the years snare them all Like a Slow Burn Leading us on and on and on Like a Slow Burn Twirling us round and round and upside down There's fear overhead There's fear overground Slow Burn Slow Burn Like a Slow Burn Leading us on and on and on Like a Slow Burn Turning us round and round and round And here are we At the center of it all Slow Burn Slow Burn Slow Burn Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
the division of joy Posted June 4, 2006 Share Posted June 4, 2006 Munich - The Editors.... Great indie band, i reccomend them to all... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Genroh Posted June 7, 2006 Share Posted June 7, 2006 Black Jesus by Everlast They call me white devil, black jesus Heaven closes, hell freezes Egos trippin, scripts keep flippin Bloods keep bloodin, crips keep crippin Time keeps slippin and I keep fallin I cant see but I hear them callin, ballers ballin Players playin, haters fightin, righteous prayin Dont forget manhattan keep makin, brooklyn keep takin Shook ones keep shakin, no time for fakin Know what I mean, I aint choppin no bars just risin like cream If you diggin the scene, you feelin the vibe Throw your hands in the air, scream are you alive Singin na, na, na, na, na, na x4 They call me black jesus, white moses Heaven freezes, hell closes B-boy posin, punk rock chicks, kids are alright but I need my fix If you diggin the mix, feelin the drugs, if you keepin it real If you livin like thugs, I spit kisses and hugs like forty five slugs Come back on the run and kiss my love gun Got a look thatll kill, voice thatll carry Half a dozen women that think I want a marry I got trouble on my mind, Im refusin to lose But still I got a find someone to abuse, Im gonna run spread the news Help say the word, jump the fuck back and just act like you heard (chorus) They call me white devil, black jesus Heaven closes, hell freezes Black jesus, white moses Heaven freezes, hell closes Singin na, na, na, na, na, na x5 They call me white sinner, black martyr, live wire Fire starter, jungle brother, red neck cracker, freak of nature New world slacker, sex junkie lookin for a dealer You can play the leper girl and I can play the healer Shit is only gettin realer, baby havent you heard That the bird, bird, bird, yes the bird is the word It go one for the trebble, two for the times, and three for my homies and four for the dimes Singin lemons to the limes to the break of dawn Excuse me (six minutes) everlast you on And it go on and on like a rolling stone, baby, anywhere I lay my hat is my home (chorus) They call me white devil, black jesus Heaven closes, hell freezes Black jesus, white moses Heaven freezes, hell closes Singin na, na, na, na, na, na x18 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Reverend Jax Posted June 7, 2006 Share Posted June 7, 2006 We're Not Gonna Take It by the Who, the last track off of Tommy, after listening to the whole album. I love this album... Love: Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Senshik Posted June 7, 2006 Share Posted June 7, 2006 PIZZA DAY BY THE AQUABATS! Well I remember my first day at public school I was very scared of getting pummeled And sure enough I did at first recess I got pegged in the head by a big red ball It stung and my head hung Back to class with a bloody nose And soon it was lunchtime Mom said I should ask about how poor kids can get fed So I got a book of tickets and a schedule and it read: Monday - Hot Dog, Tuesday - Taco Wednesday - Hamburgers and Chocolate Milk Thursday - Sloppy Joes and burritos in a bag Friday was Pizza Day, the best day of the week All the kids would line up super early just to eat Monday - Hot Dog, Tuesday - Taco Wednesday - Hamburgers and Chocolate Milk Thursday - Sloppy Joes and burritos in a bag Friday was Pizza Day, the best day of the week It always came with salad and a side of cold green beans Hooray for Pizza Day Hooray for Pizza Day I miss Pizza Day The best day of the week Well, I remember my first day in Jr. High I had hairspray in my hair And my pants were way too tight And all the breakers and new wavers And the rockers and the preps Would all be in their places On the front lawn or the steps I hung out with some punker kids Who used to make me laugh I got thrown in the dumpster By some rich kids near the caf? As time went on we figured out It was totally uncool To eat the welfare lunch Provided by the school So in poser-punker fashion We just mooched off all the kids And lived off eating candy bars And bags of nacho chips Monday - Hot Dog, Tuesday - Taco Wednesday - Hamburgers and Chocolate Milk Thursday - Sloppy Joes and burritos in a bag Friday was Pizza Day, the best day of the week It always came with salad and a side of cold green beans Hooray for Pizza Day Hooray for Pizza Day I miss Pizza Day The best day of the week Well now I'm out of school And I don't have a job (You're a slob!) I just sit around all sweaty and lethargic And I'm just thinking 'bout where it all went wrong Why I can't concentrate On anything but reruns I wish I had some more stability I wish I had somebody making lunch for me I guess I miss the seventh grades in life The thought of Pizza Day I thought it was stupid then But I wish I had it now I miss my Monday - Hot Dog, Tuesday - Taco Wednesday - Hamburgers and Chocolate Milk Thursday - Sloppy Joes and burritos in a bag Friday was Pizza Day, the best day of the week It always came with salad and a side of cold green beans Hooray for Pizza Day Hooray for Pizza Day I miss Pizza Day The best day of the week! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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