Last one for a while... no, seriously.
Favorite Lyrics Thread
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My analyst told me
That I was right out of my head
He said I need treatment
But I'm not that easily led
He said
I was the type that was most inclined
When out of his sight to go out of my mind
And he said I was nuts
No more ifs or ands or buts
They say as a child
I appeared a little bit wild
with all my crazy ideas
But I knew what was happening,
I knew I was a genius.
I knew that this was meant to be.
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He was sitting in the lounge
Of the Empire Hotel
He was thinking for diversion
He was drinking by himself.
A little money riding on the Mapleleafs
When along comes a lady in lacy sleeves.
She said Let me sit down, you know drinking alone's a shame, it's a shame, it's a crying shame.
Look at those jokers, they're glued to that damn hockey game.
Hey honey, you've got lots of cash,
Buy us each a bottle, we'll have some laughs.
Guess what I'm drinking, I was raised on robbery.
I'm a pretty good cook
I'm sitting on my groceries.
Come up to my kitchen
And I'll show you my best recipes.
I try and I try but I can't save a cent
I'm up cooking after midnight
Just trying to make my rent.
I'm tough but I'm pleasing
I was raised on robbery.
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two from Joni Mitchell
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That I was right out of my head
He said I need treatment
But I'm not that easily led
He said
I was the type that was most inclined
When out of his sight to go out of my mind
And he said I was nuts
No more ifs or ands or buts
They say as a child
I appeared a little bit wild
with all my crazy ideas
But I knew what was happening,
I knew I was a genius.
I knew that this was meant to be.
:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::
He was sitting in the lounge
Of the Empire Hotel
He was thinking for diversion
He was drinking by himself.
A little money riding on the Mapleleafs
When along comes a lady in lacy sleeves.
She said Let me sit down, you know drinking alone's a shame, it's a shame, it's a crying shame.
Look at those jokers, they're glued to that damn hockey game.
Hey honey, you've got lots of cash,
Buy us each a bottle, we'll have some laughs.
Guess what I'm drinking, I was raised on robbery.
I'm a pretty good cook
I'm sitting on my groceries.
Come up to my kitchen
And I'll show you my best recipes.
I try and I try but I can't save a cent
I'm up cooking after midnight
Just trying to make my rent.
I'm tough but I'm pleasing
I was raised on robbery.
::::::::::::::::::::::::
two from Joni Mitchell
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Shaggy
Well-Known Member
'I think it's dark and it looks like rain'
You said
'And the wind is blowing like it's the end of the world'
You said
'And it's so cold
It's like the cold if you were dead'
And then you smiled
For a second
'I think I'm old and I'm feeling pain'
You said
'And it's all running out like it's the end of the world'
You said
'And it's so cold it's like the cold if you were dead'
And then you smiled
For a second
Sometimes you make me feel
Like I'm living at the edge of the world
Like I'm living at the edge of the world
'It's just the way I smile'
You said
----
The Cure - Plainsong
You could post most any Cure song lyric.
You said
'And the wind is blowing like it's the end of the world'
You said
'And it's so cold
It's like the cold if you were dead'
And then you smiled
For a second
'I think I'm old and I'm feeling pain'
You said
'And it's all running out like it's the end of the world'
You said
'And it's so cold it's like the cold if you were dead'
And then you smiled
For a second
Sometimes you make me feel
Like I'm living at the edge of the world
Like I'm living at the edge of the world
'It's just the way I smile'
You said
----
The Cure - Plainsong
You could post most any Cure song lyric.
Archie Moses
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Kentucky Gentlemen Lyrics
The glob of cherry tips are dancing in the streets
Left like the world where man and soul meet
Well the clergy's left jobless, the judge been replaced
With varicose laughter and unending face
So long Ohio
It's been short and sweet
We'll see you again where man and soul meet
https://www.6lyrics.com/kentucky_gentlemen-lyrics-the_menzingers.aspx
And say hi to Virgina it's been months since our meet
And tell James I'll carry his torch for week
Cause I've got a purpose and I've got a place
This four wheels this hunger and the saving grace
I know the righteous one
I saw him staring back at me
and I know the righteous one
I found him waiting by the sea
I know the righteous one
I got his word of the end
to follow me
So long Ohio
It's been short and sweet
We'll see you again where man and soul meet
Here's another one from the Menzingers I really like.
Male Call (I know, right?)
Blame the suits who lined their pockets with her tears,
Blame the boys in the blindfolds covering their ears,
Blame the magazines she read,
Join the righteous waning side,
It was a misinterpretation of the neon signs.
It was a rainy miserable Sunday,
Carried your cedar up the stairs,
Collared man did his best to apologize,
But the damage it was done, she believed in all their lies.
I’d buy your soul, but I can’t afford to pay girl,
They say that you get nothing for free,
Your lipstick adorns my collar,
While these thoughts of fire wrestle with me.
Then her father said to me,
“Tom I can’t ascribe a purpose to this atrocity”,
Trademark my messiah and call me an orderly,
I need 800 cups of Kool-Aid for my prophecy.
It was a rainy miserable Sunday,
Carried your cedar up the stairs,
Collared man did his best to apologize,
But the damage it was done, she believed in all their lies.
I’d buy your soul, but I can’t afford to pay girl,
They say that you get nothing for free,
Your lipstick adorns my collar,
While these thoughts of fire wrestle with me.
The glob of cherry tips are dancing in the streets
Left like the world where man and soul meet
Well the clergy's left jobless, the judge been replaced
With varicose laughter and unending face
So long Ohio
It's been short and sweet
We'll see you again where man and soul meet
https://www.6lyrics.com/kentucky_gentlemen-lyrics-the_menzingers.aspx
And say hi to Virgina it's been months since our meet
And tell James I'll carry his torch for week
Cause I've got a purpose and I've got a place
This four wheels this hunger and the saving grace
I know the righteous one
I saw him staring back at me
and I know the righteous one
I found him waiting by the sea
I know the righteous one
I got his word of the end
to follow me
So long Ohio
It's been short and sweet
We'll see you again where man and soul meet
Here's another one from the Menzingers I really like.
Male Call (I know, right?)
Blame the suits who lined their pockets with her tears,
Blame the boys in the blindfolds covering their ears,
Blame the magazines she read,
Join the righteous waning side,
It was a misinterpretation of the neon signs.
It was a rainy miserable Sunday,
Carried your cedar up the stairs,
Collared man did his best to apologize,
But the damage it was done, she believed in all their lies.
I’d buy your soul, but I can’t afford to pay girl,
They say that you get nothing for free,
Your lipstick adorns my collar,
While these thoughts of fire wrestle with me.
Then her father said to me,
“Tom I can’t ascribe a purpose to this atrocity”,
Trademark my messiah and call me an orderly,
I need 800 cups of Kool-Aid for my prophecy.
It was a rainy miserable Sunday,
Carried your cedar up the stairs,
Collared man did his best to apologize,
But the damage it was done, she believed in all their lies.
I’d buy your soul, but I can’t afford to pay girl,
They say that you get nothing for free,
Your lipstick adorns my collar,
While these thoughts of fire wrestle with me.
D
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OutKast- 13th Floor/Growing Old (moderators, please takeout swears if it manages to get through filter)
Conceive true deception multiplied a million fold
Visualize the yin and yang in a battle so intense
that we get em confused
The resident evil specialize in misconstruing
We wanna be at a presidential level -- what are we doing?
Foolin ourself, clowning ourself, playing ourself
By not being ourself
We can't babble no more than we can bob our head offbeat
Nimrod by the time we forty cause we can't get our meat
While we ask no reason for the misplacement of the season
look at the picture that's painted
Tainted as the mind who's blinded to the point
where Sodomites get all the rights
We fall for fights with fisticuffs
Get pissed enough to miss the bus
It disgusts me to see my folks run up on
I say stand up on deception of time all of Revelations
And recognize this mind on the reality of horror
known as mankind
Jesus and his twelve disciples make thirteen
A righteous number of righteous men
Even Judas the Betrayer came true in the end
The Devil say the end is the beginning
They teach that we were the product of incest
Invest no level of self into their system of Paganomics
Stand with us and don't look back upon it
Just face this mindstate
Otherwise Babylon...
(My memories of yesterday...)
I bet you never heard of a player with no game
Told the truth to get what I want but shot it with no shame
Take this music dead serious while others entertain
I see they making they paper so I guess I can't complain... or can I?
I feel they disrespecting the whole thang
Them hooks like selling dope to black folks
And I choke when the food they serve ain't tasting right
My stomach can't digest it even when I bless it
I'm confessing one mo' lesson from the South we in the house tonight
Now hootie who wants to oppose? Suppose
We rolls through Headland and Delowe
where me and my ****** surpassed the flow
And got down for ours like hind catchers
My mind catches flashbacks to the black past
while my close ****** laugh at
The Southern slang, figure ways and mojo chicken wangs
I grew up on booty shake we did not know no better thang
So go 'head and, diss it, while real hop-hippers listen
Started by Afrikan Bambaata, so you and your potnah
Gather your thoughts
Something's gotta change
Sounds of laughter and happiness turns my teardrops to rain
Been bearing this burden for too many of my days
looks like breezes of autumn done finally move my way
Like memories of yesterday...)
Uhh, born Antwan Patton but my partners they call me Big Boi
It's the ***** the B-I-G, be speaking the truth not talking that **** boy
I'm thinkin of checking my traps and bustin my raps and throwing them craps
Seven-eleven is no convenience, you pumping your gas, they're watching yo' back
For the robbin crew, thinkin they robbin you, you must be cautious
To stand up on yo' game and pimping these crows you must be flawless
Like Mortal Kombat, but ****ing these wombats got you dizzy
My ***** you know of I wanna be playing but running up on me like you miss me
You catchin the wrong vibe, packing yo' **** and rolling yo' eyes back
Flexing up on the corner tossing your dice and rolling your Cadillac
But man it seems I'm reaching out and touching the wrong *****
Don't expect me to be pimping get your index off the trigger
As we bust, us, we leaving em in the dust
So keep that clean up out of your nose I said my piece and then I hush
As the candidate keeps flippin... ****** dippin...
FAVOURITE VERSE: I really be love it we are gathered to life
So pissed to lather we come clean
Some issues need to be addressed like envelopes I mean
Oh like Liberty Bells yes them bullets keep on rangin
On fire like the Georgia mass choir we keep on singing
Bringing our folks closer together cause they severed us from the get green
Light and we ain't gonna stop until we hit the big screen
Psych because no one is free when others are oppressed
So, we hit the stage and then we fly back to our nest
Growing old
Like some eagles, people don't understand
Just like their parents don't be carin
I'm speaking about you playing with that phony stuff you sharing
in your raps Mercedes Benz and all your riches
Thinkin you got it, but get it get it, but you ain't pimping no bitches
Cause you flaw, in, falling like leaves into driveways
Isn't it lovely smocking good and sloppy head on highways
Friday's are tight but Saturday just makes it old
When tonight's are hot warm enough to feed your soul
Growing old
Fat ******* turn to teardrops as fat *** turns to flab
Sores that was open wounds eventually turn to scab
Trees bright and green turn yellow brown
Autumn caught em, see all them leaves must fall down, growing old
[repeat 3X]
Conceive true deception multiplied a million fold
Visualize the yin and yang in a battle so intense
that we get em confused
The resident evil specialize in misconstruing
We wanna be at a presidential level -- what are we doing?
Foolin ourself, clowning ourself, playing ourself
By not being ourself
We can't babble no more than we can bob our head offbeat
Nimrod by the time we forty cause we can't get our meat
While we ask no reason for the misplacement of the season
look at the picture that's painted
Tainted as the mind who's blinded to the point
where Sodomites get all the rights
We fall for fights with fisticuffs
Get pissed enough to miss the bus
It disgusts me to see my folks run up on
I say stand up on deception of time all of Revelations
And recognize this mind on the reality of horror
known as mankind
Jesus and his twelve disciples make thirteen
A righteous number of righteous men
Even Judas the Betrayer came true in the end
The Devil say the end is the beginning
They teach that we were the product of incest
Invest no level of self into their system of Paganomics
Stand with us and don't look back upon it
Just face this mindstate
Otherwise Babylon...
(My memories of yesterday...)
I bet you never heard of a player with no game
Told the truth to get what I want but shot it with no shame
Take this music dead serious while others entertain
I see they making they paper so I guess I can't complain... or can I?
I feel they disrespecting the whole thang
Them hooks like selling dope to black folks
And I choke when the food they serve ain't tasting right
My stomach can't digest it even when I bless it
I'm confessing one mo' lesson from the South we in the house tonight
Now hootie who wants to oppose? Suppose
We rolls through Headland and Delowe
where me and my ****** surpassed the flow
And got down for ours like hind catchers
My mind catches flashbacks to the black past
while my close ****** laugh at
The Southern slang, figure ways and mojo chicken wangs
I grew up on booty shake we did not know no better thang
So go 'head and, diss it, while real hop-hippers listen
Started by Afrikan Bambaata, so you and your potnah
Gather your thoughts
Something's gotta change
Sounds of laughter and happiness turns my teardrops to rain
Been bearing this burden for too many of my days
looks like breezes of autumn done finally move my way
Like memories of yesterday...)
Uhh, born Antwan Patton but my partners they call me Big Boi
It's the ***** the B-I-G, be speaking the truth not talking that **** boy
I'm thinkin of checking my traps and bustin my raps and throwing them craps
Seven-eleven is no convenience, you pumping your gas, they're watching yo' back
For the robbin crew, thinkin they robbin you, you must be cautious
To stand up on yo' game and pimping these crows you must be flawless
Like Mortal Kombat, but ****ing these wombats got you dizzy
My ***** you know of I wanna be playing but running up on me like you miss me
You catchin the wrong vibe, packing yo' **** and rolling yo' eyes back
Flexing up on the corner tossing your dice and rolling your Cadillac
But man it seems I'm reaching out and touching the wrong *****
Don't expect me to be pimping get your index off the trigger
As we bust, us, we leaving em in the dust
So keep that clean up out of your nose I said my piece and then I hush
As the candidate keeps flippin... ****** dippin...
FAVOURITE VERSE: I really be love it we are gathered to life
So pissed to lather we come clean
Some issues need to be addressed like envelopes I mean
Oh like Liberty Bells yes them bullets keep on rangin
On fire like the Georgia mass choir we keep on singing
Bringing our folks closer together cause they severed us from the get green
Light and we ain't gonna stop until we hit the big screen
Psych because no one is free when others are oppressed
So, we hit the stage and then we fly back to our nest
Growing old
Like some eagles, people don't understand
Just like their parents don't be carin
I'm speaking about you playing with that phony stuff you sharing
in your raps Mercedes Benz and all your riches
Thinkin you got it, but get it get it, but you ain't pimping no bitches
Cause you flaw, in, falling like leaves into driveways
Isn't it lovely smocking good and sloppy head on highways
Friday's are tight but Saturday just makes it old
When tonight's are hot warm enough to feed your soul
Growing old
Fat ******* turn to teardrops as fat *** turns to flab
Sores that was open wounds eventually turn to scab
Trees bright and green turn yellow brown
Autumn caught em, see all them leaves must fall down, growing old
[repeat 3X]
Somehow I knew it would be you to post this.
Chris-L
Well-Known Member
Don't want to offend anyone so I will put it in a link. It's not the same in lyrics as it is when performed. Def one of my favorite songs.
https://www.elyrics.net/read/t/third-eye-blind-lyrics/slow-motion-lyrics.html
https://www.elyrics.net/read/t/third-eye-blind-lyrics/slow-motion-lyrics.html
billyshelby
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"Don't know what I want, but I know how to get it" -- Sex Pistols. Says it all.
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Careful, disclaimers meant to keep from overtly posting potentially offending things, and giving people the option to choose to click on a link to view the offensive content if they want to see it instead, will get you a warning and/or infraction. You just have to tell them to google it for themselves.
the corollary:
If her daddy is rich, take her out for a meal.
If her daddy is poor just do what you feel.
Mungo Jerry
In the Summertime
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freakazoid
Well-Known Member
Girls - to do the dishes
Girls - to clean up my room
Girls - to do the laundry
Girls - and in the bathroom
Girls - that's all I really want is girls
Two at a time - I want girls
With new wave hairdos - I want girls
I ought to whip out my - girls, girls, girls, girls, girls!
Girls - to clean up my room
Girls - to do the laundry
Girls - and in the bathroom
Girls - that's all I really want is girls
Two at a time - I want girls
With new wave hairdos - I want girls
I ought to whip out my - girls, girls, girls, girls, girls!
freakazoid
Well-Known Member
As long as I'm being predictable....
Well I'm ever upper class high society
God's gift to ballroom notoriety
And I always fill my ballroom
The event is never small
The social pages say I've got
The biggest balls of all
Some balls are held for charity
And some for fancy dress
But when they're held for pleasure
They're the balls that I like best
My balls are always bouncing
To the left and to the right
It's my belief that my big balls
Should be held every night
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larryselbows
Banned
My mind is tellin me no but my body my body's tellin me yes
I (baby) don't want to hurt nobody
But there is something that I must confess (chill)
[Chorus: x4]
I don't see nothing wrong with a little bump and grind
I don't see nothing wrong with a little bump and grind
I (baby) don't want to hurt nobody
But there is something that I must confess (chill)
[Chorus: x4]
I don't see nothing wrong with a little bump and grind
I don't see nothing wrong with a little bump and grind
Duck Rodgers
Well-Known Member
Isn't that the "Dead Grandma" anthem? You change a few words to suit the particular body in the casket and every grandchild gets up on stage at the funeral and sings it?
God rest ye merry, gentlemen
Let nothing you dismay
Remember, Christ, our Saviour
Was born on Christmas day
To save us all from Satan's power
When we were gone astray
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy
C'mon, I had to... It's the Christmas season.
Let nothing you dismay
Remember, Christ, our Saviour
Was born on Christmas day
To save us all from Satan's power
When we were gone astray
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy
C'mon, I had to... It's the Christmas season.
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The restroom door said "Gentlemen,"
so I just walked inside.
I took two steps and realized
I'd been taken for a ride.
I heard high voices, turned and found
the place was occupied,
By two nuns, three old ladies and a nurse.
What could be worse?
Than two nuns, three old ladies and a nurse.
The restroom door said "Gentlemen,"
it must have been a gag.
As soon as I walked in there,
I ran into some old hag.
She sprayed me with a can of mace
and hit me with her bag.
I could tell this just wouldn't be my day.
What could I say?
It just wasn't turning out to be my day.
The restroom door said "Gentlemen,"
and I would like to find,
The crummy little creep who had
the nerve to switch the sign.
Cause I've got two black eyes
and one high-heel up my behind.
Now I won't sit with comfort and joy.
Boy, oh boy.
No, I'll never sit with comfort and joy.