Share Your Favourite Lyrics!

well, as you note, sniper you didn't bash the rap. you blanket-statment bashed the retards. and there are very few polka-dotted people making rap music.

i'm very well aware that there is a lot of swearing in rap music. i listen to it 75% of the time i'm in my bf's car. but there are, and have always been, rappers who do not swear.

maybe you don't see skill in it, but i would be hard-pressed to talk 5 miles a minute with any degree of enunciation. and i can't rhyme for crap. i think most rhymed poems suck, honestly, so given that musicians - and i do name rappers among them - can make rhymes sound Good is a very artful think, imho.

can i define skill? probably no better than anyone else, because i'd imagine it's both subjective and objective, but technical skill combined with art would be it. no i don't think chingy for example is artful. but i do think jay-z is brilliant. from what i understand he pretty much always freestyles, and has to have his stuff played back to know what he's said; i think that's extrememly innovative.

in any genre, you will have the poor, the mediocre, and the best. simply because many mediocre artists ulture get a lot of air play doesn't mean everyone in a genre is mediocre. there was a lot of crap on the radio in the 80's, but some very good stuff as well. if something doesn't strike your ears, it may simply not be for you. i personally don't like metal, but once dated a guy who did. i though slayer's line "a tourniquet around your neck" was fantastic.

There was a lot of truth in that post. Any rapper that freestyles and makes it sound good is skilled. I think it is a matter of taste and we shall agree to disagree.

okie dokie. :thumbs_up

My best friend said it was about me and when I read it I thought just how someone can understand me so well it frightens me,
this is my recent favourite:

HURT by NINE INCH NAILS

I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything

What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of ****
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stain of time
The feeling disappears
You are someone else
I am still right here

What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
You could have it all
My empire or dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way

"Evil"


I was born in the cemetery
Under the sign of the moon
Raised from my grave by the dead
I was made a mercenary
In the legions of Hell
Now I'm king of pain, I'm insane

You know my only pleasure
is to hear you cry
I'd love to hear you cry
I'd love to feel you die
And I'll be the first
To watch your funeral
and I'll be the last to leave
I'd love to hear you cry


And when you're down beyond the ground
I'll dig up your body again
And make love to shame
Oh lady cry, and say goodbye
Oh lady cry, and say goodbye

You've gotta say goodbye
'Cause I will eat your mind

Dunpeal, WOW that was a great lyric, do they have a web page with all there lyrics?

VOLCANO- by Damien Rice

Don't hold yourself like that
You'll hurt your knees
I kissed your mouth and back
But that's all I need
Don't build your world around volcanoes melt you down
What I am to you is not real
What I am to you, you do not need
What I am to you is not what you mean to me
You give me miles and miles of mountains
And I'll ask for the sea
Don't throw yourself like that
In front of me
I kissed your mouth your back
Is that all you need?
Don't drag my love around volcanoes melt me down
What I am to you is not real
What I am to you you do not need
What I am to you is not what you mean to me
You give me miles and miles of mountains
And I'll ask for what I give to you
Is just what i'm going through
This is nothing new
No no just another phase of finding what I really need
Is what makes me bleed
And like a new disease she's still too young to treat
Volcanoes melt me down
She's still too young
I kissed your mouth
You do not need me


This is the most beutyful words in a lyric I have read:

No no just another phase of finding what I really need
Is what makes me bleed
And like a new disease she's still too young to treat

Damien Rice is fantastic.

Stephin Merritt of the Magnetic Fields isn't half bad either:

PAPA WAS A RODEO
I like your twisted point of view, Mike
I like your questioning eyebrows
You've made it pretty clear what you like
It's only fair to tell you now

That I leave early in the morning
And I won't be back till next year
I see that kiss-me pucker forming
But maybe you should plug it with a beer, cause

Papa was a rodeo - Mama was a rock'n'roll band
I could play a guitar and rope a steer before I learned to stand
Home was anywhere with diesel gas - Love was a trucker's hand
Never stuck around long enough for a one night stand
Before you kiss me you should know
Papa was a rodeo

The light reflecting off the mirror ball
Looks like a thousand swirling eyes
They make me think I shouldn't be here at all
You know, every minute someone dies

What are we doing in this dive bar?
How can you live in a place like this?
Why don't you just get into my car
and I'll take you away - I'll take that kiss now, but

Papa was a rodeo...

And now it's 55 years later
We've had the romance of the century
After all these years wrestling gators
I still feel like crying when I think of what you said to me

Papa was a rodeo...

Before you kiss me you should know - Papa was a rodeo
What a coincidence, your Papa was a rodeo too!






Or, short and sweet:

RENO, DAKOTA
Reno, Dakota
There's not an iota
Of kindness in you!
You know you enthrall me
And yet you don't call me
It's making me blue;
Pantone 292.

Reno, Dakota
I'm reaching my quota
Of tears for the year
Alas and alack
You just don't call me back
You have just disappeared
It makes me drink beer.

I know you're a recluse
You know that's no excuse
To me that's just a ruse
Do not play fast and loose with my heart

Reno, Dakota
I'm no Nino Rota
I don't know the score;
Have I annoyed you
Or is there a boy who -
Well, he's just a whore
I've had him before...
It makes me drink more.




Both songs off the amazing triple album "69 Love Songs".

glad you liked those lyrics, Helga
it is October, hehe

I recommend going to http://stayheavy.iespana.es/stayheavy/kd_mf2.html# for more Mercyful Fate lyrics.. on the page of each album you'll find a Lyrics link.


[Hetfield/Hammett/Ulrich; performed by Metallica]

"The Thing That Should Not Be"

Messenger of Fear in sight
Dark deception kills the light
Hybrid children watch the sea
Pray for Father, roaming free
Fearless wretch
Insanity

He watches
lurking beneath the sea
Great Old One
forbidden site
He searches
Hunter of the Shadows is rising

Immortal
Crawling Chaos, underground
Cult has summoned, twisted sound
Out from ruins once possessed
Fallen city, living death
Fearless Wretch
Insanity
He watches
Lurking beneath the sea
Timeless sleep
has been upset
He awakens
Hunter of the Shadows is rising

Immortal
in madness you dwell
Not dead which eternal lie
Stranger eons Death may die
Drain you of your sanity
face The Thing That Should Not Be

Fearless wretch
Insanity
He watches
lurking beneath the sea
Great Old One
Forbidden site
He searches
Hunter of the Shadows is rising
Immortal
in madness you dwell

I've been listening to R.E.M. for quite a long time but only recently did I discover the song At My Most Beautiful. It's just great!!!!!!!!!!

At My Most Beautiful

i've found a way to make you
i've found a way
a way to make you smile

i read bad poetry
into your machine
i save your messages
just to hear your voice
you always listen carefully
to awkward rhymes
you always say your name
like i wouldn't know it's you
at your most beautiful

i've found a way to make you
i've found a way
a way to make you smile

at my most beautiful
i count your eyelashes secretly
with every one whisper i love you
i let you sleep
i know you're closed eye watching me
listening
i thought i saw a smile

i've found a way to make you
i've found a way
a way to make you smile

Good Charlotte sucks by the way. The Weakerthans are legions better:

One Great City!:

late afternoon another day is nearly done

a darker grey is breaking through a lighter one
a thousand sharpened elbows in the underground
that hollow hurried sound of feet on polished floor
and in the dollar store the clerk is closing up
and counting loonies trying not to say
i hate winnipeg

the driver checks the mirror seven minutes late
crowded riders' restlessness enunciates
the guess who suck, the jets were lousy anyway
the same mood every day
and in the turning lane
someone's stalled again
he's talking to himself
and hears the price of gas repeat his phrase
i hate winnipeg

up above us all,
leaning into sky
our golden business boy
will watch the north end die
and sing 'i love this town'
then let his arching wrecking ball proclaim:
"i...hate...winnipeg"

Ow Monica, the song is beautiful. I almost shed a tear.

Quote:

---

Originally Posted by Monica

I've been listening to R.E.M. for quite a long time but only recently did I discover the song At My Most Beautiful. It's just great!!!!!!!!!!

At My Most Beautiful

i've found a way to make you
i've found a way
a way to make you smile

i read bad poetry
into your machine
i save your messages
just to hear your voice
you always listen carefully
to awkward rhymes
you always say your name
like i wouldn't know it's you
at your most beautiful

i've found a way to make you
i've found a way
a way to make you smile

at my most beautiful
i count your eyelashes secretly
with every one whisper i love you
i let you sleep
i know you're closed eye watching me
listening
i thought i saw a smile

i've found a way to make you
i've found a way
a way to make you smile

---

I love Jeff Buckley...

Last Goodbye

French part :
( Quoi ? qu'est ce que c'est ? / What ? what's this?
Qu'est ce que c'est piaf ? / What is piaf ?
Ah Paris ! Manger beaucoup le fromage ! / Ah Paris ! Eat a lot of cheese !
La la la la la last goodbye... )
This is our last goodbye
I hate to feel the love between us die
But it's over
Just hear this and then i'll go
You gave me more to live for
More than you'll ever know

This is our last embrace
Must I dream and always see your face
Why can't we overcome this wall
Well, maybe it's just because i didn't know you at all

Kiss me, please kiss me
But kiss me out of desire, babe, and not consolation
You know it makes me so angry 'cause i know that in time
I'll only make you cry, this is our last goodbye

Did you say 'no, this can't happen to me,'
And did you rush to the phone to call
Was there a voice unkind in the back of your mind
Saying maybe you didn't know him at all
You didn't know him at all, oh, you didn't know

Well, the bells out in the church tower chime
Burning clues into this heart of mine
Thinking so hard on her soft eyes and the memories
Offer signs that it's over... it's over

This is another one of his songs- I could post all of them they are so great but I'll rather advise you to check his website: jeffbuckley.com

Lilac Wine

I lost myself on a cool damp night
I gave myself in that misty light
Was hypnotized by a strange delight
Under a lilac tree

I made wine from the lilac tree
Put my heart in its recipe
It makes me see what I want to see
And be what I want to be

When I think more than I want to think
Do things I never should do
I drink much more that I ought to drink
Because it brings me back you

Lilac wine is sweet and heady,
Like my love
Lilac wine, I feel unsteady,
Like my love

Listen to me, I cannot see clearly
Isn't that she, coming to me
Nearly here

Lilac wine is sweet and heady,
Where's my love
Lilac wine, I feel unsteady,
Where's my love

Listen to me, why is everything so hazy
Isn't that she, or am I just going crazy, dear

Lilac wine, I feel unready for my love
Feel unready, for my love.

If we're doin lyrics then we can't miss Don't Tread On Me- Metallica


Don't Tread On Me

Liberty or death, what we so proudly hail
once you provoke her, rattling of her tail
never begins it, never, but once engaged...
never surrenders, showing the fangs of rage

don't tread on me

so be it
threaten no more
to secure peace is to prepare for war
so be it
settle the score
touch me again for the words that you'll hear evermore...

don't tread on me

love it or leave it, she with the deadly bite
quick is the blue tongue, forked as lighting strike
shining with brightness, always on surveillance
the eyes, they never close, emblem of vigilance

don't tread on me

so be it
threaten no more
to secure peace is to prepare for war
so be it
settle the score
touch me again for the words that you'll hear evermore...

don't tread on me

so be it
threaten no more
to secure peace is to prepare for war

liberty or death, what we so proudly hail
once you provoke her, rattling on her tail

so be it
threaten no more
to secure peace is to prepare for war
so be it
settle the score
touch me again for the words that you'll hear evermore...

don't tread on me

i seen damien rice live at U of T 2 years ago and it was my first concert and surprisingly i love his music the concert was awsome so yeah i just wanted to share that peice

Fifty Years From Now - Dick Gaughan

It's hard times in the cities,
And its hard times on the land,
But the stockbrokers and bankers,
Say that things are looking grand,
The economy's on the upturn,
And they've made a solemn vow,
That we'll feel the benefits,
In, maybe fifty years from now

Fifty years from now,
Maybe fifty years from now,
We'll be ankle deep in gold dust,
Fifty years from now,
Stop this selfish whining,
Look for the silver lining,
Prosperity's around the corner,
fifty years from now

The government has done its best,
to bring prosperity,
But all its work is threatened,
by the likes of you and me,
If we're to be competitive,
It just cant be ignored,
That eating is a luxury,
We simply cant afford

Fifty years from now,
Maybe fifty years from now,
It'll all be milk and honey,
Fifty years from now,
In the meantime keep your trap shut,
And bear it with a grin,
And do your starving gracefully,
Or else they'll run you in

The butters piled in mountains,
We're producing far too much,
But we cant afford to buy a bit,
To spread upon our crusts,
The seas are full of fish,
That the fishing fleets could catch,
But if they did the EEC,
Would make them throw them back

Fifty years from now,
Maybe fifty years from now,
Tell the gas board that you'll pay the bill,
Fifty years from now,
If you're old or on the dole,
Then I know you'll be consoled,
By the thought that it'll be much better,
Fifty years from now

We cant go building hospitals,
We need the cash for guns,
Our generals and admirals,
Must have their bit of fun,
And schools dont bring the profits back,
Like nuclear guns and tanks,
That's why the country's overrun,
By missile toting yanks

Fifty years from now,
Maybe fifty years from now,
We'll be blackened heaps of cinders,
Fifty years from now,
If we let them have their way,
Without fighting back today,
There'll be nothing left worth fighting for,
In fifty years from now

"October"~Evanescence

I can't run anymore,
I fall before you,
Here I am,
I have nothing left,
Though I've tried to forget,
You're all that I am,
Take me home,
I'm through fighting it,
Broken,
Lifeless,
I give up,
You're my only strength,
Without you,
I can't go on,
Anymore,
Ever again.

My only hope,
(All the times I've tried)
My only peace,
(To walk away from you)
My only joy,
My only strength,
(I fall into your abounding grace)
My only power,
My only life,
(And love is where I am)
My only love.

I can't run anymore,
I give myself to you,
I'm sorry,
I'm sorry,
In all my bitterness,
I ignored,
All that's real and true,
All I need is you,
When night falls on me,
I'll not close my eyes,
I'm too alive,
And you're too strong,
I can't lie anymore,
I fall down before you,
I'm sorry,
I'm sorry.

My only hope,
(All the times I've tried)
My only peace,
(To walk away from you)
My only joy,
My only strength,
(I fall into your abounding grace)
My only power,
My only life,
(And love is where I am)
My only love.

Constantly ignoring,
The pain consuming me,
But this time it's cut too deep,
I'll never stray again.

My only hope,
(All the times I've tried)
My only peace,
(To walk away from you)
My only joy,
My only strength,
(I fall into your abounding grace)
My only power,
My only life,
(And love is where I am)
My only love,
My only hope,
(All the times I've tried)
My only peace,
(To walk away from you)
My only joy,
My only strength,
(I fall into your abounding grace)
My only power,
My only life,
(And love is where I am)
My only love.

I love Evanescence
here is one of my fave by Amy

tourniquet

i tried to kill the pain
but only brought more
i lay dying
and i'm pouring crimson regret and betrayal
i'm dying praying bleeding and screaming
am i too lost to be saved
am i too lost?

my God my tourniquet
return to me salvation
my God my tourniquet
return to me salvation

do you remember me
lost for so long
will you be on the other side
or will you forget me
i'm dying praying bleeding and screaming
am i too lost to be saved
am i too lost?

my God my tourniquet
return to me salvation
my God my tourniquet
return to me salvation

my wounds cry for the grave
my soul cries for deliverance
will i be denied Christ
tourniquet
my suicide

I love this one.

Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay,
were laid spread out before me as her body once did.
All five horizons revolved around her soul
as the earth to the sun.
Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn.

And all I taught her was everything.
I know she gave me all that she wore
and now my bitter hands shake beneath the clouds
of what was everything
All the pictures had all been washed in black, tattooed everything...
I take a walk outside, I'm surrounded by some kids at play.
I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear?
And twisted thoughts that spin round my head...
I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning.
How quick the sun can drop away...
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
of what was everything
All the pictures had all been washed in black, tattooed everything...
All the love gone bad, turned my world to black
tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I'll ever be..

I know someday you'll have a beautiful life, I know you'll be the sun
in somebody else's sky, but why
why, why can't it be, why can't it be mine?

This lylic of Lou Reed is not dark and immoral so that I can feel symphathy with it, though I also like lylics of "Walk on the Wild Side" and "Vicious."

It is dedicated his master, Delmore Schwartz.

Lou Reed "My House" from Blue Mask

The image of the poet's in the breeze
Canadian geese are flying above the trees
A mist is hanging gently on the lake
my house is very beautiful at night

My friend and teacher occupies a spare room
he's dead, at peace at last the wandering Jew
Other friends had put stones on his grave
he was the first great man that I had ever met

Sylvia and I got out our Ouija Board
to dial a spirit, across the room it soared
We were happy and amazed at what we saw
blazing stood the proud and regal name Delmore

Delmore, I missed all your funny ways
I missed your jokes and the brilliant things you said
My Dedalus to your Bloom, was such a perfect wit
and to find you in my house makes things perfect

I really got a lucky life
my writing, my motorcycle and my wife
And to top it all off a spirit of pure poetry
is living in this stone and wood house with me

The image of the poet's in the breeze
Canadian geese are flying above the trees
A mist is hanging gently on the lake
our house is very beautiful at night

Our house is very beautiful at night
our house is very beautiful at night
Our house is very beautiful at night

like I've said I love Buckley

Jeff Buckley
Lover, You Should've Come Over

Looking out the door i see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners
Parading in a wake of sad relations as their shoes fill up with water
And maybe i'm too young to keep good love from going wrong
But tonight you're on my mind so you never know

When i'm broken down and hungry for your love with no way to feed it
Where are you tonight, child you know how much i need it
Too young to hold on and too old to just break free and run

Sometimes a man gets carried away, when he feels like he should be having his fun
And much too blind to see the damage he's done
Sometimes a man must awake to find that really, he has no-one

So i'll wait for you... and i'll burn
Will I ever see your sweet return
Oh will I ever learn

Oh lover, you should've come over
'Cause it's not too late

Lonely is the room, the bed is made, the open window lets the rain in
Burning in the corner is the only one who dreams he had you with him
My body turns and yearns for a sleep that will never come

It's never over, my kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder
It's never over, all my riches for her smiles when i slept so soft against her
It's never over, all my blood for the sweetness of her laughter
It's never over, she's the tear that hangs inside my soul forever

Well maybe i'm just too young
To keep good love from going wrong

Oh... lover, you should've come over
'Cause it's not too late

Well I feel too young to hold on
And i'm much too old to break free and run
Too deaf, dumb, and blind to see the damage i've done
Sweet lover, you should've come over
Oh, love well i'm waiting for you

Lover, you should've come over
'Cause it's not too late

Death Metal is amazing like You're Better Off Dead by Children of Bodom.

Alright!

Hey, what's the matter with you, whatcha tryin' to do?
We're wrecking our brains, and I don't get it
Did I ever hurt you in any way?
If I did then hear my apology: **** you!
I'd give anything to batter you down all the way to six feet under
And why on earth should I stop until I see your ******* *** drop?
Mind your own business and leave mine alone
Take a look in the real world for a sec
It's a hell for heroes and heaven for fools
It makes you the luckiest bastard on the earth
In the prejudiced mind you narrow yourself in
I am the servant while you're the king

Tomorrow is a better day to be
You're better off dead than ******* with me
What if there ain't no tomorrow?
Well let me tell you, there wasn't one today

Hey! Would you love me to death, to where noone has gone?
You're the only one for me in this weak flesh and blood!

In the prejudiced mind you narrow yourself in
I am the servant while you're the king!

Oh, ya gotta get me out!
Tomorrow is a better day to be
You're better off dead than ******* with me
What if there ain't no tomorrow?
Well let me tell you, there wasn't one today

Hmmmmmm? Death Metal. Reminds me of O.J. Simpsons email address:

http://www.forwardslash/forwardslash...orardslash/etc.

Hyper-ballad
by Björk

We live on a mountain
Right at the top
There's a beautiful view
From the top of the mountain
Every morning I walk towards the edge
And throw little things off
Like car-parts, bottles and cutlery
Or whatever I find lying around
It's become a habit
A way to start the day

I go through all this
Before you wake up
So I can feel happier
To be safe up here with you

I go through all this
Before you wake up
So I can feel happier
To be safe up here with you

It's real early morning
No-one is awake
I'm back at my cliff
Still throwing things off

I listen to the sounds they make
On their way down
I follow with my eyes 'til they crash
Imagine what my body would sound like
Slamming against those rocks
When it lands
Will my eyes
Be closed or open?

I go through all this
Before you wake up
So I can feel happier
To be safe up here with you

I go through all this
Before you wake up
So I can feel happier
To be safe up here with you

I go through all this
Before you wake up
So I can feel happier
To be safe up here with you

Safe up ( here with you ) ...

Placebo, 36 Degrees:

We were tied,
but it falls apart
as silver turns to blue
waxing with the candle light
and burning just for you
allocate your sentiments and stick it in a box
ive never been an extrovert,
but im still breathing

some one tried to do me ache

that's what im afraid of

heind sight
i was more than blind
lost without a clue
thought i was getting carrat gold
but what i got was you
stuck inside the circumstance
its lonley at the top
ive always been an introvert, happily bleeding

someone tried to do me ache...

that's what Im afraid of...

4,7,2,3,9,8,5 I gotta breath to stay alive
and 1,4,2,9,7,8 feels like Im gonna suffocate
14,16,22, skin that turns to blister blue...
shoulders, toes and knees
Im 36 degrees,
shoulders, toes and knees
Im 36 degrees...

Metal isn't music, it's noise.

"Medicine Bottle" ~ Red House Painters

Giving into love
And sharing my time
Letting someone into my misery

I told it all step by step
How I landed on the island
And how I swam across the sea
And it crosses my mind
That I may wake to a knife in me

No more breath in my hair
Or ladies' underwear
Tossed up over the alarm clock
Blood dripping from the bed
To a neatly written poem
A heartfelt last line reading:

"There is no more mystery
Is it going to happen my love?"

"There is no more mystery
Is it going to happen my love?"

It's all in my head, she said
Morning after nightmare
"You're building a wall," she said
"Higher than the both of us
So try living life
Instead of hiding in the bedroom
Show me a smile
And I'll promise not to leave you"

It happened under a rainy cloud
Passing through the dark south
We went into a big house
And slept in a small bed
I didn't know you then
As well as you of me
We talked of our sad lives
And we went off separately

And we went off separately
I found your overseas souvenirs
Holiday greeting cards
And some long forgot high school fears

"It's all in my head," I said
Banging a piano
I've not been so alone, I thought
Since kicking in the womb
I drank so much tea
I wrote my letters in Kanji
Around the block I walked and walked
Pretending you were with me

Not wanting to die out here
Without you

The hurting never ends
Like birthdays and old friends
We forget that this flesh blood and bone is human
Trading phone lines for airlines
Unwilling to face
That love is found on the inside
Not the outside

And like a medicine bottle
In the cabinet I'll keep you
And like a medicine bottle
In my hand I will hold you

And swallow you slowly
As to last me a lifetime
Without holding too tight
I do not want to lose
The thrill that it gives me
To look out from my window
And scowl at the houses
From my world in the bedroom

"It's all in his head," she read
In her girlfriend's self-help book
"It's all his own making
A war with himself
Like two sides of a war
That separates two countries
He shuts out the world
And wants only to love you"

Not wanting to die out here
Without you

Not wanting to die out here
Without you

Writing To Reach You
by Travis

Every day I wake up and it's Sunday
Whatever's in my eye won't go away
The Radio is playing all the usual
And what's a Wonderwall anyway

Because my inside is outside
My right side's on the left side
Cause I'm writing to reach you now but
I might never reach you
Only want to teach you
About you
But that's not you

It's good to know that you are home for Christmas
It's good to know that you are doing well
It's good to know that you all know I'm hurting
It's good to know I'm feeling not so well

Because my inside is outside
My right side's on the left side
Cause I'm writing to reach you now but
I might never reach you
Only want to teach you about you
But that's not you
Do you know it's true
But that won't do

Maybe then tomorrow will be Monday
And whatever's in my eye should go away
But still the radio is playing all the usual
And what's a wonderwall anyway

Because my inside is outside
My right side's on the left side
Cause I'm writing to reach you now but
I might never reach you
Only want to teach you
About you
But that's not you
Do you know it's true
But that won't do
And you know it's you
I'm talking to

Aisha by Death in Vegas

Aisha
We've only just met
And I think you ought to know
I'm a murderer
Babies need blood

I have a portrait on my wall
He's a serial killer
I thought he wouldn't escape
Aisha
He got out

<Musical interlude>

We live in a cemetary
A cold and damp place
And science runs through us
Making us Gods

The rules are all Wrong
Every borrusion (??) is justified
They honestly believe dead bodies
Anything goes around here

<Musical Interlude>

I still want to to be human again
What am I?
What am I?
I'm a murderer

<Mosh bit and funky electro beats, as featured in a Jack Dee program>

Aisha
I'm confused
Aisha
I'm vibrating

<Being sick>

I'm a murderer
The Gods all suck

<Scream>

<Silence>

<More scream>

<End>

I love you anyways by Travis

You were on my mind
inside the cinema
you looked so beautiful
I almost had to go
and when I got outside
I thought of you again
I think you should be framed
in some Fine Art gallery
I know you'd disagree with me
but I love you anyways
and should I climb high my
dreary city walls
they make me feel so small
oh let me fade away
this city's so cold and old
forever rain or snow
I'd really love to come and go
oh won't you stay with me
I know you'd disagree with me
I just know you'd disagree
but I love you anyways
you were on my mind
inside the cinema
you looked so beautiful
I almost dried an eye
and when I got outside
I caught the 44
it dropped me outside my front door
forgot what I'd been living for

though Within Temptation are neither pop nor rock :)

Withing Temptation - Neverending Story

Armies have conquered
And fallen in the end
Kingdoms have risen
Then buried by sand
The Earth is our mother
She gives and she takes
She puts us to sleep and
In her light we'll awake
We'll all be forgotten
There's no endless fame
But everything we do
Is never in vain

We're part of a story, part of a tale
We're all on this journey
No one is to stay
Where ever it's going
What is the way?

Forests and deserts
Rivers, blue seas
Mountains and valleys
Nothing here stays
While we think we witness
We are part of the scene
This never-ending story
Where will it lead to?
The earth is our mother
She gives and she takes
But she is also a part
A part of the tale

We're part of a story, part of a tale
We're all on this journey
No one is to stay
Where ever it's going
What is the way?
We're part of a story, part of a tale
Sometimes beautiful and sometimes insane
No one remembers how it began.

Ash among artists and musicians...what could be more fun than that ;)

Quote:

---

Originally Posted by amuse

furthermore, my boyfriend and his best friend - both rappers, writers, dj's and producers - are not retards. neither are the people who come into their studio - i've heard their music..

---

Nightswimming - REM

Nightswimming deserves a quiet night.
The photograph on the dashboard, taken years ago,
turned around backwards so the windshield shows.
Every streetlight reveals the picture in reverse.
Still, it's so much clearer.
I forgot my shirt at the water's edge.
The moon is low tonight.

Nightswimming deserves a quiet night.
I'm not sure all these people understand.
It's not like years ago,
The fear of getting caught,
of recklessness and water.
They cannot see me naked.
These things, they go away,
replaced by everyday.

Nightswimming, remembering that night.
September's coming soon.
I'm pining for the moon.
And what if there were two
Side by side in orbit
Around the fairest sun?
That bright, tight forever drum
could not describe nightswimming.

You, I thought I knew you.
You I cannot judge.
You, I thought you knew me,
this one laughing quietly underneath my breath.
Nightswimming.

The photograph reflects,
every streetlight a reminder.
Nightswimming deserves a quiet night, deserves a quiet night.

Quote:

---

Originally Posted by mono

Nightswimming - REM

Nightswimming deserves a quiet night.
The photograph on the dashboard, taken years ago,
turned around backwards so the windshield shows.
Every streetlight reveals the picture in reverse.
Still, it's so much clearer.
I forgot my shirt at the water's edge.
The moon is low tonight.

---

I love REM!!!!! Although sometimes it's difficult to understand what Michael Stipe means... Here's a pretty good one:

R.E.M. I'll Take The Rain


The rain came down
The rain came down
The rain came down on me.
The wind blew strong
The summer's song
Fades to memory.

I knew you when
I loved you then
The summer's yawn, now hopeless.
You laid me bare
You marked me there
The promises we made.

I used to think, as birds take wing,
They sing through life, so why can't we?
We cling to this, and claim the best
If this is what you're offering
I'll take the rain, I'll take the rain.

The nighttime creases
Summer schemes
And stretches out to stay.
The sun shines down
You came around
You loved the easy days.

But now the sun,
The winter's come.
I wanted just to say
That if I hold
I'd hoped you'd fold And open up inside, inside of me.

I used to think
As birds take wing
They sing through life, so why can't we?
We cling to this, and claim the best
If this is what you're offering
I'll take the rain, I'll take the rain, I'll take the rain.

This winter's song
I'll sing along
I've searched its still refrain
I'll walk alone
If given this,
Take wing, and celebrate the rain.

I used to think
As birds take wing
They sing through life, so why can't we?
We cling to this, and claim the best
If this is what you're offering
I'll take the rain, I'll take the rain, I'll take the rain.

Morrisey
Why don't you find out for yourself?

The sanest days are mad
Why don't you find out for yourself ?
Then you'll see the price
Very closely

Some men here
They have a special interest
In your career
They wanna help you to grow
And then syphon all your dough
Why don't you find out for yourself ?
Then you'll see the glass
Hidden in the grass

You'll never believe me, so
Why don't you find out for yourself ?
Sick down to my heart
That's just the way it goes

Some men here
They know the full extent of
Your distress
They kneel and pray
And they say :
"Long may it last"

Why don't you find out for yourself ?
Then you'll see the glass
Hidden in the grass
Bad scenes come and go
For which you must allow
Sick down to my heart
That's just the way it goes

Don't rake up my mistakes
I know exactly what they are
And ... what do you do ?
Well ... you just sit there
I've been stabbed in the back
So many many times
I don't have any skin
But that's just the way it goes

Ani DiFranco's 'Overlap' is a good one as well:

I search your profile for a translation
And I study the conversation like a map.
Cause I know there is strength in the differences between us.
I know there is comfort where we overlap.

Come here
Stand in front of the light
Stand still
So I can see your silouette
I hope
You have got all night
'Cause I'm not done looking,
No, I'm not done looking yet

Each one of us
Wants a piece of the action
You can hear it in what we say
You can see it in what we do
We negotiate with chaos
For some sense of satisfaction
If you won't give it to me
At least give me a better view

Come here
Stand in front of the light
Stand still
So I can see your silouette
I hope
You have got all night
'Cause I'm not done looking
No, I'm not done looking yet

I build each one of my songs
Out of glass
So you can see me inside of them
I suppose
Or you could just leave the image of me
In the backround, I guess
And watch your own reflection superimposed

I build each one of my days out of hope
And I give that hope your name
And I don't know you that well
But it don't take much to tell
Either you don't have the balls
Or you don't feel the same

Come here
Stand in front of the light
Stand still
So I can see your silouette
I hope
You have got all night
'Cause I'm not done looking
No, I'm not done looking yet

I search your profile for a translation
I study the conversation like a map
'Cause I know there is strength
In the differences between us
And I know there is comfort
Where we overlap

Thinking about you - RADIOHEAD

Been thinking about you, your record's a hit
Your eyes are on my wall, your teeth are over there
But I'm still no-one, and you're not a star
What do you care?

Been thinking about you, and there's no rest
****, I still love you, still see you in bed
But I'm playing with myself, and what do you care
When the other men are far, far better

All the things you got
All the things you need
Who bought you cigarettes and bribed the company
To come and see you, honey

I've been thinking about you, so how can you sleep
These people aren't your friends, they're paid to kiss your feet
But they don't know what I know, and why should you care
When I'm not there

Been thinking about you, and there's no rest
****, I still love you, still see you in bed
But I'm playing with myself, what do you care
When I'm not there

All the things you got, you'll never need
All the things you got, I'm planning to please you, please you

Been thinking about you...

hi allz... :) i'm tha newest here i guess! :))
so...

J. D. Morrison
Soft Parade


When I was back there in seminary school
There was a person there
Who put forth the proposition
That you can petition the Lord with prayer,
Petition the lord with prayer,
Petition the lord with prayer,
You cannot petition the lord with prayer!!!

Can you give me sanctuary
I must find a place to hide
A place for me to hide

Can you find me soft asylum
I can't make it anymore
The Man is at the door

Peppermint, miniskirts, chocolate candy
Champion sax and a girl named Sandy
There's only four ways to get unraveled
One is to sleep and the other is travel, da da
One is a bandit up in the hills
One is to love your neighbor 'till
His wife gets home

Catacombs
Nursery bones
Winter women
Growing stones
Carrying babies
To the river

Streets and shoes
Avenues
Leather riders
Selling news
The monk bought lunch

Ha ha, he bought a little
Yes, he did
Woo!
This is the best part of the trip
This is the trip, the best part
I really like
What'd he say?
Yeah!
Yeah, right!
Pretty good, huh
Huh!
Yeah, I'm proud to be a part of this number

Successful hills are here to stay
Everything must be this way
Gentle streets where people play
Welcome to the Soft Parade

All our lives we sweat and save
Building for a shallow grave
Must be something else we say
Somehow to defend this place
Everything must be this way
Everything must be this way, yeah

The Soft Parade has now begun
Listen to the engines hum
People out to have some fun
A cobra on my left
Leopard on my right, yeah

The deer woman in a silk dress
Girls with beads around their necks
Kiss the hunter of the green vest
Who has wrestled before
With lions in the night

Out of sight!
The lights are getting brighter
The radio is moaning
Calling to the dogs
There are still a few animals
Left out in the yard
But it's getting harder
To describe sailors
To the underfed

Tropic corridor
Tropic treasure
What got us this far
To this mild equator?

We need someone or something new
Something else to get us through, yeah, c'mon

Callin' on the dogs
Callin' on the dogs
Oh, it's gettin' harder
Callin' on the dogs
Callin' in the dogs
Callin' all the dogs
Callin' on the gods

You gotta meet me
Too late, baby
Slay a few animals
At the crossroads
Too late
All in the yard
But it's gettin' harder
By the crossroads
You gotta meet me
Oh, we're goin', we're goin great
At the edge of town
Tropic corridor
Tropic treasure
Havin' a good time
Got to come along
What got us this far
To this mild equator?
Outskirts of the city
You and I
We need someone new
Somethin' new
Somethin' else to get us through
Better bring your gun
Better bring your gun
Tropic corridor
Tropic treasure
We're gonna ride and have some fun

When all else fails
We can whip the horse's eyes
And make them sleep
And cry.

i guess sone of ya have already read this, but this is kinda saying hi! by me :))

Welcome musics :wave:

Quote:

---

Originally Posted by mono

Hyper-ballad
by Björk

We live on a mountain
Right at the top
There's a beautiful view
From the top of the mountain
Every morning I walk towards the edge
And throw little things off
Like car-parts, bottles and cutlery
Or whatever I find lying around
It's become a habit
A way to start the day

I go through all this
Before you wake up
So I can feel happier
To be safe up here with you

---

I really like this one :)

The Cure - Untitled

Hopelessly drift
In the eyes of the ghost again
Down on my knees
And my hands in the air again
Pushing my face in the memory of you again
But I never know if it's real
Never know how I wanted to feel
Never quite said what I wanted to say to you
Never quite managed the words to explain to you
Never quite knew how to make them believable
And now the time has gone
Another time undone

Hopelessly fighting the devil
Futility
Feeling the monster
Climb deeper inside of me
Feeling him gnawing my heart away
Hungrily
I'll never lose this pain
Never dream of you again