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[Gregor Samsa]

Bob Dylan-Masters Of War
Come on you masters of war
You that build all the guns
You that build the death planes
You that build the big bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks

You that never done nothin'
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it's your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly

Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain

You fasten the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you set back and watch
When the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion
As young people's blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud

You've thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain't worth the blood
That runs in your veins

How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I'm young
You might say I'm unlearned
But there's one thing I know
Though I'm younger than you
Even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do

Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul

And I hope that you die
And your death'll come soon
I will follow your casket
In the pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I'll stand o'er your grave
'Til I'm sure that you're dead

 

[virgin^sexy]

i think my favourite metallica lyrics are in my sig..

 

[Mojoman]

but of course, how can one deny the awesome-ness of bleeding me
outlaw torn are prolly my fav lyrics

"And if I close my mind in fear please pry it open,
see me
And if my face becomes sincere, beware,
hold me
And when I start to come undone stitch me together
save me
And when you see me strut, remind me of what left this outlaw torn"

 

[virgin^sexy]

My brother can play Outlaw Torn on guitar...Can yours??

 

[Mojoman]

ohhh your brother rocks, thats a pretty tricky song, lots of wah wah action goin on there
i dont have a brother, so it makes it hard

 

[virgin^sexy]

well you better get one.

 

[Mojoman]

ive been telling my parents... ewwww!!!!
ahhhh IMAGES!!!
/me vomits

i can play the spoons, do i win a prize?

 

[virgin^sexy]

LOL

only if i get a prize for violin

 

[Mojoman]

ok then, its a deal

 

[virgin^sexy]

i dont really like good charlotte much but i LOVE these lyrics. i think it is because the first time i read them i could really relate to them..



Good Charlotte - Changes

I am lost in the see-thru
I think you lost yourself too
Throughout all of this confusion
I hope I somehow get to you
I practiced all the things I'd say
To tell you how I feel
And when I finally get my chance
It all seems so surreal
Cuz from the first time I saw you
I only thought about you
I didn't know you
I wanted to hold onto
The things you'd never say to me
Cuz you said

You can't change the way you feel
I could never do that, I could never do that
But you can't tell me this ain't real
Cuz this is real
And you would see right through that
In the end it's all I've got
So I'm gonna hold onto that
So I'm gonna hold on and on and on and on,

Now you've got me watching your eyes
Got me waiting just to see (If you ever look at me)
If it goes the way it never will
(Will it ever go, will it ever go my way?)
Your eyes are watching me
And now you've got me thinking 'bout
The first time that I met you
Standing in a crowded room
But I could only see you
And I hope my words will get through
Cuz now I can't forget you
I want to tell you
If only I could reach you
And make you feel this way
But you said...

 

[Mojoman]

Originally posted by virgin^sexy
i dont really like good charlotte much but i LOVE these lyrics. i think it is because the first time i read them i could really relate to them..



Good Charlotte - Changes

I am lost in the see-thru
I think you lost yourself too
Throughout all of this confusion
I hope I somehow get to you
I practiced all the things I'd say
To tell you how I feel
And when I finally get my chance
It all seems so surreal
Cuz from the first time I saw you
I only thought about you
I didn't know you
I wanted to hold onto
The things you'd never say to me
Cuz you said

You can't change the way you feel
I could never do that, I could never do that
But you can't tell me this ain't real
Cuz this is real
And you would see right through that
In the end it's all I've got
So I'm gonna hold onto that
So I'm gonna hold on and on and on and on,

Now you've got me watching your eyes
Got me waiting just to see (If you ever look at me)
If it goes the way it never will
(Will it ever go, will it ever go my way?)
Your eyes are watching me
And now you've got me thinking 'bout
The first time that I met you
Standing in a crowded room
But I could only see you
And I hope my words will get through
Cuz now I can't forget you
I want to tell you
If only I could reach you
And make you feel this way
But you said...

remember the whole legendary status you had?... well its all gone now, you are now an anti-legend for even liking anything to do with good charlotte

 

[cleopatra]

Can anyone tell me the lyrics of the old song 'The Real Thing" written by Johnny Young (I think) and sung by Russell Morriss? Im thinkin of doin it 4 a related text 4 english...but cant find the lyrics newhere. Its the one that goes in the chorus....

"Come and see the real thing
come and see the real thing come and see...(Repeat)
...I am the real thing...
Nana na nana nana na nana....."

 

[Mike iE]

Brand New - Sic Transit Gloria...Glory Fades


Keep the noise low.
She doesn't wanna blow it.
Shaking head to toe
while your left hand does "the show me around."
Quickens your heartbeat.
It beats me straight into the ground.

You don't recover from a night like this.
A victim, still lying in bed, completely motionless.
A hand moves in the dark to a zipper.
Hear a boy bracing tight against sheets
barely whisper, "This is so messed up."

Upon arrival the guests had all stared.
Dripping wet and clearly depressed,
he'd headed straight for the stairs.
No longer cool, but a boy in a stitch,
unprepared for a life full of lies and failing relationships.

(Up the stairs: the station where
the act becomes the art of growing up.)

He keeps his hands low.
He doesn't wanna blow it.
He's wet from head to toe and
his eyes give her the up and the down.
His stomach turns and he thinks of throwing up.
But the body on the bed beckons forward
and he starts growing up.

The fever, the focus.
The reasons that I had to believe
you weren't too hard to sell.
Die young and save yourself.
The tickle, the taste of...
It used to be the reason I breathed
but now it's choking me up.
Die young and save yourself.

She hits the lights.
This doesn't seem quite fair.
Despite everything he learned from his friends,
he doesn't feel so prepared.
She's breathing quiet and smooth.
He's gasping for air.
"This is the first and last time," he says.
She fakes a smile and presses her hips into his.
He keeps his hands pinned down at his sides.
He's holding back from telling her
exactly what it really feels like.

He is the lamb, she is the slaughter.
She's moving way too fast and all he wanted was to hold her.
Nothing that he tells her is really having an effect.
He whispers that he loves her,
but she's probably only looking for...

(Up the stairs: the station where
the act becomes the art of growing up.)

So much more than he could ever give.
A life free of lies and a meaningful relationship.
He keeps his hands pinned down at his sides.
He waits for it to end
and for the aching in his guts to subside.

The fever, the focus.
The reasons that I had to believe
you weren't too hard to sell.
Die young and save yourself.
The tickle, the taste of...
It used to be the reason I breathed
but now it's choking me up.
Die young and save yourself.

Up the stairs: the station where
the act becomes the art of growing up.

The fever, the focus.
The reasons that I had to believe
you weren't too hard to sell.
Die young and save yourself.
The tickle, the taste of...
It used to be the reason I breathed
but now it's choking me up.
Die young and save yourself.

 

[midnight]

Originally posted by glycerine
midnight - i really love that song, in fact i really love fiona. which of her albums do you like more? i think tidal is more raw emotion, whereas when the pawn etc (sadly i know the whole title) is more measured, and maybe less beautiful, but still... poignant. if that doesn't sound like a complete wank. : )

I like both albums, but I can prefer one over the other depending on what mood I'm in. When The Pawn... is a lot more upbeat I think, it sort of projects this powerful [I can't think of a good word] vibe, whereas Tidal can be a little different, but there's still a lot of great songs on it.
I do agree with you though, Tidal is a whole lot more emotional, and has a real range.

I love that song too. I think my favourite off that album is Love Ridden though, it's lovely.

Interstate Love Song - Stone Temple Pilots

Waiting on a Sunday afternoon
For what I read between the lines,
your lies
Feelin like a hand in rusted shame
So do you laugh or does it cry?
Reply?

Leavin on a southern train
only yesterday you lied,
Promises of what I seemed to be
only watched the time go by,
All of these things you said to me

Breathing is the hardest thing
to do with all I've said and
all thats dead for you,
you lied -- Good Bye

Leavin on a southern train
Only yesterday you lied,
Promises of what I seemed to be
Only watched the time go by,
All of these things I said to you.

[I've loved this song forever, and it was one of the first ones I learned to play.]

 

[Mojoman]

sparta - air

Our plane falls in the ocean
At least we went down fighting
In the bottom of the ocean
The scenery can fail come
Up to this point been right and fine
Yeah
But the paper wall is pulling me blind
Yeah

Do you remember the days?
You forget those days
What would the odds make you say?
Would the odds make you say?

We're drinking our jet stream
Row tow
Ideas or knuckles
Laid out unmentioned
Row tow
Sink swim this rescue

When find these
These motives
You'll please report your progress
To the captain
Our captain
So he can mark the atlas
Never considered this our prize
Yeah
Up till then it seemed so bright
Yeah

 

[Gregor Samsa]

Joy Division-Day Of The Lords
This is the room, the start of it all,
No portrait so fine, only sheets on the wall,
I've seen the nights, filled with bloodsport and pain,
And the bodies obtained, the bodies obtained.

Where will it end? Where will it end?
Where will it end? Where will it end?

These are your friends from childhood, through youth,
Who goaded you on, demanded more proof,
Withdrawal pain is hard, it can do you right in,
So distorted and thin, distorted and thin.

Where will it end? Where will it end?
Where will it end? Where will it end?

This is the car at the edge of the road,
There's nothing disturbed, all the windows are closed,
I guess you were right, when we talked in the heat,
There's no room for the weak, no room for the weak,

Where will it end? Where will it end?
Where will it end? Where will it end?

This is the room, the start of it all,
Through childhood, thorugh youth, I remember it all,
Oh, I've seen the nights filled with bloodsport and pain.
And the bodies obtained, the bodies obtained, the bodies obtained.

Where will it end? Where will it end?
Where will it end? Where will it end?

 

[Gregor Samsa]

Radiohead-Fitter Happier
Fitter, happier, more productive,
comfortable,
not drinking too much,
regular exercise at the gym
(3 days a week),
getting on better with your associate employee contemporaries ,
at ease,
eating well
(no more microwave dinners and saturated fats),
a patient better driver,
a safer car
(baby smiling in back seat),
sleeping well
(no bad dreams),
no paranoia,
careful to all animals
(never washing spiders down the plughole),
keep in contact with old friends
(enjoy a drink now and then),
will frequently check credit at
(moral) bank (hole in the wall),
favors for favors,
fond but not in love,
charity standing orders,
on Sundays ring road supermarket
(no killing moths or putting boiling water on the ants),
car wash
(also on Sundays),
no longer afraid of the dark or midday shadows
nothing so ridiculously teenage and desperate,
nothing so childish - at a better pace,
slower and more calculated,
no chance of escape,
now self-employed,
concerned (but powerless),
an empowered and informed member of society
(pragmatism not idealism),
will not cry in public,
less chance of illness,
tires that grip in the wet
(shot of baby strapped in back seat),
a good memory,
still cries at a good film,
still kisses with saliva,
no longer empty and frantic
like a cat
tied to a stick,
that's driven into
frozen winter shit
(the ability to laugh at weakness),
calm,
fitter,
healthier and more productive
a pig
in a cage
on antibiotics.
Sample looping in background:
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As seen in the above two 'texts', a major contemporary form of the dystopia is the song lyric. (No really.)

 

[virgin^sexy]

Originally posted by Mojoman
remember the whole legendary status you had?... well its all gone now, you are now an anti-legend for even liking anything to do with good charlotte

that is so mean!!

i love those lyrics. take my legendary status. i dont care!

 

[ssssonicyouth]

Originally posted by Mojoman
sparta - air

do you get the impression that they're trying to copy bixler's style of lyrics from at the drive-in?

 

[PrettyNoose]

the flaming lips - waitin' for superman

Asked you a question
I didn't need you to reply
Is it gettin' heavy?
But they'll realize
Is it gettin' heavy?
Well I thought it was already as heavy
As can be

Is it overwhelming
To use a crane to crush a fly?
It's a good time for Superman
To lift the sun into the sky

'Cause it's gettin' heavy
Well I thought it was already as heavy
As can be

Tell everybody
Waitin' for Superman
That they should try to hold on
Best they can
He hasn't dropped them
Forgot them
Or anything
It's just too heavy for Superman to lift

Is it gettin' heavy?
Well I thought it was already as heavy as can be.

Tell everybody
Waitin' for Superman
That they should try to hold on
Best they can
He hasn't dropped them
Forgot them
Or anything
It's just too heavy for Superman to lift