Guest Midnight Express83 Report post Posted April 14, 2003 Well, I stand up next to a mountain And I chop it down with the edge of my hand Well, I stand up next to a mountain Chop it down with the edge of my hand Well, I pick up all the pieces and make an island Might even raise just a little sand 'Cause I'm a voodoo child Lord knows I'm a voodoo child I didn't mean to take you up all your sweet time I'll give it right back to you one of these days I said, I didn't mean to take you up all your sweet time I'll give it right back to you one of these days And if I don't meet you no more in this world Then I'll, I'll meet you in the next one And don't be late, don't be late 'Cause I'm a voodoo child Lord knows I'm a voodoo child I'm a voodoo child Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest snuffbox Report post Posted April 14, 2003 Motley Crue is gay Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest The Amazing Rando Report post Posted April 14, 2003 it's a battle of the lyrics! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest TheZsaszHorsemen Report post Posted April 14, 2003 The Battle Of Evermore (Page/Plant) Queen of Light took her bow, And then she turned to go, The Prince of Peace embraced the gloom, And walked the night alone. Oh, dance in the dark of night, Sing to the morning light. The dark Lord rides in force tonight, And time will tell us all. Oh, throw down your plow and hoe, Rest not to lock your homes. Side by side we wait the might of the darkest of them all. I hear the horses' thunder down in the valley below, I'm waiting for the angels of Avalon, waiting for the eastern glow. The apples of the valley hold, The seeds of happiness, The ground is rich from tender care, Repay, do not forget, no, no. Dance in the dark of night, sing to the morning light. The apples turn to brown and black, The tyrant's face is red. Oh the war is common cry, Pick up you swords and fly. The sky is filled with good and bad that mortals never know. Oh, well, the night is long the beads of time pass slow, Tired eyes on the sunrise, waiting for the eastern glow. The pain of war cannot exceed the woe of aftermath, The drums will shake the castle wall, the ring wraiths ride in black, Ride on. Sing as you raise your bow, shoot straighter than before. No comfort has the fire at night that lights the face so cold. Oh dance in the dark of night, Sing to the morning light. The magic runes are writ in gold to bring the balance back. Bring it back. At last the sun is shining, The clouds of blue roll by, With flames from the dragon of darkness, the sunlight blinds his eyes. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Midnight Express83 Report post Posted April 14, 2003 I'm so happy. Cause today I found my friends. They're in my head. I'm so ugly. But that's ok. 'Cause so are you. We've broke our mirrors. Sunday morning. Is everyday for all I care. And I'm not scared. Light my candles. In a daze cause I've found god. Yeah [x bunch of times] I'm so lonely. And that's ok. I shaved my head. And I'm not sad. And just maybe. I'm to blame for all I've heard. And I'm not sure. I'm so excited. I can't wait to meet you there. And I don't care. I'm so horny. But that's ok. My will is good. Yeah [x bunch of times] [Chorus] I like it. I'm not gonna crack. I miss you. I'm not gonna crack. I love you. I'm not gonna crack. I kill you. I'm not gonna crack. [x2] I'm so happy. Cause today I found my friends. They're in my head. I'm so ugly. But that's ok. 'Cause so are you. We've broke our mirrors. Sunday morning. Is everyday for all I care. And I'm not scared. Light my candles. In a daze cause I've found god. Yeah [x bunch times] [Chorus]... Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest The Amazing Rando Report post Posted April 14, 2003 you people should be causing me emotional damage Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest snuffbox Report post Posted April 14, 2003 Well, I stand up next to a mountain And I chop it down with the edge of my hand Well, I stand up next to a mountain Chop it down with the edge of my hand Well, I pick up all the pieces and make an island Might even raise just a little sand 'Cause I'm a voodoo child Lord knows I'm a voodoo child I didn't mean to take you up all your sweet time I'll give it right back to you one of these days I said, I didn't mean to take you up all your sweet time I'll give it right back to you one of these days And if I don't meet you no more in this world Then I'll, I'll meet you in the next one And don't be late, don't be late 'Cause I'm a voodoo child Lord knows I'm a voodoo child I'm a voodoo child kick-ass song...Whatchagonnado? Brother! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Youth N Asia Report post Posted April 14, 2003 Motley Crue is gay Yeah, they seem like the kinda guys who spend all day on a message board starting up a thread to get their post counts higher. What losers Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest snuffbox Report post Posted April 14, 2003 Motley Crue is gay Yeah, they seem like the kinda guys who spend all day on a message board starting up a thread to get their post counts higher. What losers Im actually Vince Neil Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Midnight Express83 Report post Posted April 14, 2003 Let me change the musical styles.... [1] Come on come on I see no changes wake up in the morning and I ask myself is life worth living should I blast myself? I'm tired of bein' poor & even worse I'm black my stomach hurts so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch Cops give a damn about a negro pull the trigger kill a nigga he's a hero Give the crack to the kids who the hell cares one less hungry mouth on the welfare First ship 'em dope & let 'em deal the brothers give 'em guns step back watch 'em kill each other It's time to fight back that's what Huey said 2 shots in the dark now Huey's dead I got love for my brother but we can never go nowhere unless we share with each other We gotta start makin' changes learn to see me as a brother instead of 2 distant strangers and that's how it's supposed to be How can the Devil take a brother if he's close to me? I'd love to go back to when we played as kids but things changed, and that's the way it is [bridge w/ changing ad libs] Come on come on That's just the way it is Things'll never be the same That's just the way it is aww yeah [Repeat] [2] I see no changes all I see is racist faces misplaced hate makes disgrace to races We under I wonder what it takes to make this one better place, let's erase the wasted Take the evil out the people they'll be acting right 'cause both black and white is smokin' crack tonight and only time we chill is when we kill each other it takes skill to be real, time to heal each other And although it seems heaven sent We ain't ready, to see a black President, uhh It ain't a secret don't conceal the fact the penitentiary's packed, and it's filled with blacks But some things will never change try to show another way but you stayin' in the dope game Now tell me what's a mother to do bein' real don't appeal to the brother in you You gotta operate the easy way "I made a G today" But you made it in a sleazy way sellin' crack to the kid. " I gotta get paid," Well hey, well that's the way it is [bridge] [Talking:] We gotta make a change... It's time for us as a people to start makin' some changes. Let's change the way we eat, let's change the way we live and let's change the way we treat each other. You see the old way wasn't working so it's on us to do what we gotta do, to survive. [3] And still I see no changes can't a brother get a little peace It's war on the streets & the war in the Middle East Instead of war on poverty they got a war on drugs so the police can bother me And I ain't never did a crime I ain't have to do But now I'm back with the blacks givin' it back to you Don't let 'em jack you up, back you up, crack you up and pimp slap you up You gotta learn to hold ya own they get jealous when they see ya with ya mobile phone But tell the cops they can't touch this I don't trust this when they try to rush I bust this That's the sound of my tool you say it ain't cool my mama didn't raise no fool And as long as I stay black I gotta stay strapped & I never get to lay back 'Cause I always got to worry 'bout the pay backs some buck that I roughed up way back comin' back after all these years rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat that's the way it is uhh [bridge 'til fade] Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest The Amazing Rando Report post Posted April 14, 2003 i'm Kip Winger Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Youth N Asia Report post Posted April 14, 2003 Motley Crue is gay Yeah, they seem like the kinda guys who spend all day on a message board starting up a thread to get their post counts higher. What losers Im actually Vince Neil *Starts up ECW chant* "You fat fuck!" "You fat fuck!" "You fat fuck!" Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest TheZsaszHorsemen Report post Posted April 14, 2003 Hey, hey, hey ,hey Ohhh... Won't you come see about me? I'll be alone, dancing you know it baby Tell me your troubles and doubts Giving me everything inside and out and Love's strange so real in the dark Think of the tender things that we were working on Slow change may pull us apart When the light gets into your heart, baby Don't You Forget About Me Don't Don't Don't Don't Don't You Forget About Me Will you stand above me? Look my way, never love me Rain keeps falling, rain keeps falling Down, down, down Will you recognise me? Call my name or walk on by Rain keeps falling, rain keeps falling Down, down, down, down Hey, hey, hey, hey Ohhhh..... Don't you try to pretend It's my feeling we'll win in the end I won't harm you or touch your defenses Vanity and security Don't you forget about me I'll be alone, dancing you know it baby Going to take you apart I'll put us back together at heart, baby Don't You Forget About Me Don't Don't Don't Don't Don't You Forget About Me As you walk on by Will you call my name? As you walk on by Will you call my name? When you walk away Or will you walk away? Will you walk on by? Come on - call my name Will you all my name? I say : La la la... Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest snuffbox Report post Posted April 14, 2003 i'm Kip Winger Im sorry Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest The Amazing Rando Report post Posted April 14, 2003 Where's Kinetic for the Breakfast Club reference Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest TheBlurricane Report post Posted April 14, 2003 i'm Kip Winger I'm Ed Bradley Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest AM The Kid Report post Posted April 14, 2003 This ol' highway's getting longer Seems there ain't no end in sight To sleep would be best, but I just can't afford to rest I've got to ride in Denver tomorrow night I called the house but no one answered For the last two weeks no one's been home I guess she's through with me, to tell the truth I just can't see What's kept the woman holding on this long And the white line's getting longer and the saddle's getting cold I'm much too young to feel this damn old All my cards are on the table with no ace left in the hole I'm much too young to feel this damn old The competition's getting younger Tougher broncs, you know I can't recall The worn out tape of Chris LeDoux, lonely women and bad booze Seem to be the only friends I've left at all And the white line's getting longer and the saddle's getting cold I'm much too young to feel this damn old All my cards are on the table with no ace left in the hole I'm much too young to feel this damn old Lord, I'm much too young to feel this damn old Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Youth N Asia Report post Posted April 14, 2003 I'm Lou Bega. Now Mambo goddamn you! MAMBO! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest The Amazing Rando Report post Posted April 14, 2003 it's MAMBO Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Midnight Express83 Report post Posted April 14, 2003 A little bit of Mon...ah nevermind. I am not going to make everyone in this thread suffer. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest TheZsaszHorsemen Report post Posted April 14, 2003 I can't seem to face up to the facts I'm tense and nervous and I Can't relax I can't sleep 'cause my bed's on fire Don't touch me I'm a real live wire Psycho Killer Qu'est Que C'est fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better Run run run run run run run away Psycho Killer Qu'est Que C'est fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better Run run run run run run run away You start a conversation you can't even finish it. You're talkin' a lot, but you're not sayin' anything. When I have nothing to say, my lips are sealed. Say something once, why say it again? Psycho Killer, Qu'est Que C'est fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better Run run run run run run run away Psycho Killer Qu'est Que C'est fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better Run run run run run run run away Ce que j'ai fais, ce soir la Ce qu'elle a dit, ce soir la Realisant mon espoir Je me lance, vers la gloire ... OK We are vain and we are blind I hate people when they're not polite Psycho Killer, Qu'est Que C'est fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better Run run run run run run run away Psycho Killer, Qu'est Que C'est fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better Run run run run run run run away oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh.... Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Midnight Express83 Report post Posted April 14, 2003 I guess I shoulda known By the way u parked your car sideways That it wouldn't last See you're the kinda person That believes in makin' out once Love 'em and leave 'em fast I guess I must be dumb 'Cuz U had a pocket full of horses Trojan and some of them used But it was Saturday night I guess that makes it all right And U say what have I got 2 lose? And honey I say Little red corvette Baby you're much 2 fast Little red corvette U need a love that's gonna last I guess I shoulda closed my eyes When U drove me 2 the place Where your horses run free 'Cuz I felt a little ill When I saw all the pictures Of the jockeys that were there before me Believe it or not I started to worry I wondered if I had enough class But it was Saturday night I guess that makes it all right And U say, "Baby, have U got enough gas?" Oh yeah Little red corvette Baby you're much 2 fast, yes U r Little red corvette U need 2 find a love that's gonna last A body like yours (A body like yours) Oughta be in jail (Oughta be in jail) 'Cuz it's on the verge of bein' obscene ('Cuz it's on the verge of bein' obscene) Move over baby (Move over baby) Gimme the keys (Gimme the keys) I'm gonna try 2 tame your little red love machine (I'm gonna try 2 tame your little red love machine) Little red corvette Baby you're much 2 fast Little red corvette U need 2 find a love that's gonna last Little red corvette Honey U got 2 slow down (Got 2 slow down) Little red corvette 'Cuz if U don't u gonna run your Little red corvette right in the ground (Little red corvette) Right down 2 the ground (Honey U got 2 slow down) U, U, U got 2 slow down (Little red corvette) You're movin' much 2 fast (2 fast) U need 2 find a love that's gonna last Girl, U got an ass like I never seen And the ride... I say the ride is so smooth U must be a limousine Baby you're much 2 fast Little red corvette U need a love, U need a love that's That's gonna last (Little red corvette) U got 2 slow down (U got 2 slow down) Little red corvette 'Cuz if U don't, 'cuz if U don't, U gonna run your body right into the ground (Right into the ground) Right into the ground (Right into the ground) Right into the ground (Right into the ground) Little red corvette Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest The Amazing Rando Report post Posted April 14, 2003 i wear a raspberry beret Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Youth N Asia Report post Posted April 14, 2003 Margaritaville Nibblin' on sponge cake, watchin' the sun bake; All of those tourists covered with oil. Strummin' my six string on my front porch swing. Smell those shrimp-- They're beginnin' to boil. Wasted away again in Margaritaville, Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt. Some people claim that there's a woman to blame, But I know it's nobody's fault. Don't know the reason, Stayed here all season With nothing to show but this brand new tatoo. But it's a real beauty, A Mexican cutie, how it got here I haven't a clue. Wasted away again in Margaritaville, Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt. Some people claim that there's a woman to blame, Now I think,-- hell it could be my fault. I blew out my flip flop, Stepped on a pop top; Cut my heel, had to cruise on back home. But there's booze in the blender, And soon it will render That frozen concoction that helps me hang on. Wasted away again in Margaritaville Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt. Some people claim that there's a woman to blame, But I know, it's my own damn fault. Yes, and some people claim that there's a woman to blame, And I know it's my own damn fault. Or the Austin/Rock version. Austin: "Some people claim that there's ROOOCKY to blame...but I know..." Rock: "It's all old Stone Cold's fault" Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest snuffbox Report post Posted April 14, 2003 Night Moves Bob Seger I was a little too tall Could've used a few pounds Tight pants points hardly reknown She was a black haired beauty with big dark eyes And points all her own sitting way up high Way up firm and high Out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy Out in the back seat of my '60 Chevy Workin' on mysteries without any clues Workin' on our night moves Trying' to make some front page drive-in news Workin' on our night moves in the summertime In the sweet summertime We weren't in love oh no far from it We weren't searching for some pie in the sky summit We were just young and restless and bored Living by the sword And we'd steal away every chance we could To the backroom, the alley, the trusty woods I used her she used me But neither one cared We were getting our share Workin' on our night moves Trying to lose the awkward teenage blues Workin' on out night moves In the summertime And oh the wonder Felt the lightning And we waited on the thunder Waited on the thunder I woke last night to the sound of thunder How far off I sat and wondered Started humming a song from 1962 Ain't it funny how the night moves When you just don't seem to have as much to lose Strange how the night moves With autumn closing in Awesome fucking song! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Midnight Express83 Report post Posted April 14, 2003 Dearly beloved We are gathered here today 2 get through this thing called life Electric word life It means forever and that's a mighty long time But I'm here 2 tell u There's something else The afterworld A world of never ending happiness U can always see the sun, day or night So when u call up that shrink in Beverly Hills U know the one - Dr Everything'll Be Alright Instead of asking him how much of your time is left Ask him how much of your mind, baby 'Cuz in this life Things are much harder than in the afterworld In this life You're on your own And if de-elevator tries 2 bring u down Go crazy - punch a higher floor If u don't like the world you're living in Take a look around u At least u got friends U see I called my old lady 4 a friendly word She picked up the phone Dropped it on the floor (Sex, sex) is all I heard Are we gonna let de-elevator Bring us down Oh, no Let's Go! Let's go crazy Let's get nuts Let's look 4 the purple banana 'Til they put us in the truck, let's go! We're all excited But we don't know why Maybe it's cuz We're all gonna die And when we do (When we do) What's it all 4 (What's it all 4) U better live now Before the grim reaper come knocking on your door Tell me, are we gonna let de-elevator bring us down Oh, no let's go! Let's go crazy Let's get nuts Look 4 the purple banana 'Til they put us in the truck, let's go! C'mon baby Let's get nuts Yeah Crazy Let's go crazy Are we gonna let de-elevator bring us down Oh, no let's go! Go crazy I said let's go crazy (Go crazy) Let's go, let's go Go Let's go Dr. Everything'll be alright Will make everything go wrong Pills and thrills and dafodills will kill Hang tough children He's coming He's coming Coming Take me away! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest The Amazing Rando Report post Posted April 14, 2003 *marks out for Buffett* Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Midnight Express83 Report post Posted April 14, 2003 Come wit it now! Come wit it now! The microphone explodes, shattering the molds Either drop tha hits like de la O or get tha fuck off tha commode Wit tha sure shot, sure ta make tha bodies drop Drop an don't copy yo, don't call this a co-opt Terror rains drenchin', quenchin' tha thirst of tha power dons That five sided fist-a-gon Tha rotten sore on tha face of mother earth gets bigger Tha triggers cold empty ya purse Rally round tha family With a pocket full of shells Weapons not food, not homes, not shoes Not need, just feed the war cannibal animal I walk tha corner to tha rubble that used to be a library Line up to tha mind cemetary now What we don't know keeps tha contracts alive an movin' They don't gotta burn tha books they just remove 'em While arms warehouses fill as quick as tha cells Rally round tha family, pockets full of shells Rally round tha family With a pocket full of shells Bulls on parade Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Youth N Asia Report post Posted April 14, 2003 Here's one you can sing along to. It's The End Of The World As We Know It (And I Feel Fine) That's great, it starts with an earthquake, birds and snakes, an aeroplane and Lenny Bruce is not afraid. Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn - world serves its own needs, dummy serve your own needs. Feed it off an aux speak, grunt, no, strength, Ladder start to clatter with fear fight down height. Wire in a fire, representing seven games, a government for hire and a combat site. Left of west and coming in a hurry with the furies breathing down your neck. Team by team reporters baffled, trumped, tethered cropped. Look at that low playing! Fine, then. Uh oh, overflow, population, common food, but it'll do. Save yourself, serve yourself. World serves its own needs, listen to your heart bleed dummy with the rapture and the revered and the right, right. You vitriolic, patriotic, slam, fight, bright light, feeling pretty psyched. It's the end of the world as we know it. It's the end of the world as we know it. It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine. Six o'clock - TV hour. Don't get caught in foreign towers. Slash and burn, return, listen to yourself churn. Locking in, uniforming, book burning, blood letting. Every motive escalate. Automotive incinerate. Light a candle, light a votive. Step down, step down. Watch your heel crush, crushed, uh-oh, this means no fear cavalier. Renegade steer clear! A tournament, tournament, a tournament of lies. Offer me solutions, offer me alternatives and I decline. It's the end of the world as we know it. It's the end of the world as we know it. It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine. The other night I dreamt of knives, continental drift divide. Mountains sit in a line, Leonard Bernstein. Leonid Brezhnev, Lenny Bruce and Lester Bangs. Birthday party, cheesecake, jelly bean, boom! You symbiotic, patriotic, slam book neck, right? Right. It's the end of the world as we know it. It's the end of the world as we know it. It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine...fine... (It's time I had some time alone) Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Youth N Asia Report post Posted April 14, 2003 Damn dude...you really don't know how to abuse your own thread do you? Get posting! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
