Guest pinnacleofallthingsmanly Report post Posted April 19, 2002 Put lyrics in here that you think are the shit. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest hardyz1 Report post Posted April 19, 2002 If I turn my back I'm defenseless And to go blindly seems senseless If I hide my pride and let it all go on Then they'll take from me til everything is gone If I let them go I'll be outdone If I try to catch them I'll be outrun If I'm killed by the questions like a cancer Then I'll be buried in the silence of the answer By Myself Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest CoreyLazarus416 Report post Posted April 19, 2002 Cradle Of Filth - "Tortured Soul Asylum" - Midian Under full moons waxing lyrically Death's poetry floods the soul Like the freezing seedof a demon freed To curse the stars with vertigo And in their dance, in tance I've prised wide Slick rifts twixt obsidian thighs Hymeneal gates of darker sides A glimpse of plinths where Midian lies... Midian... Haunted by this portent This obsession in my mind With a city sunk below Tall cedar groves and graves sublime Sporting their importance Marble wings spread to the skies A vale of dreams that it would seem The daylights race to leave behind These visions struck like a furious fuck Nailing wet lips to cold cemetery walls Flashes of lust to dust Splashed across my psychic pall As hybrid lovers reached their cusp With final thrusts I saw it all Forbidden Midian A long-fabled Judecca A sanctuary for sin... To rival Heaven Free of Eden's tragic wreck (Though the only Angels in repose Were those with ivy-strangled necks) Small mercies in vistas of dolmen and vault Gaunt, haunched edifices Midst lightfingered mists From whence more awful shadows Drew back rusted bolts And dared a threshold The searing SUn had knelt to kiss Shades of dusk, cruelty and myth The Tribes of Christ will not forgive And shall not suffer their kind to live For I, mesmerized, started not from tombs Or their waltz so sibilant Through the gathering gloom But from flumes of the moon in bloom Baring each a face effaced And raped in the womb In hidden Midian A vatican lying in state For the sanctity of sin... To rival Heaven Above Eden's birth defects Though the only Angels that arose Were those who fell to most requests Small mercies in vistas where dolmen and vault Caught twisted whispers where fisted sisters Haunched, flaunting orifice Midst light-fingered mists Whilst I watched without revolt Carnalities few beasts permit Between the dog and wolf Bared fangs met in intercourse A nightly rite of teeth and cunt For those below who rose to hunt Sore sights that preyed on Me for days And in laudanum's haze I painted them all... The slew of sith and kin I drew in blood, my veins thrall To Deathugees at peace within (An underworld free of Mortal rule) Grotesques and wolves in womens skin The raven-winged and missing limbed Suicides and split-thighed Seraphim And marble stairs Stargazers dare Ascend like prayer (As smoke or ghost or lithe nightmare) Under fullmoons waxing lyrically Death's poetry floods the soul Like the reeking weed of a demon freed To curse the stars with vertigo And in their dance, in trance I prise wide Slick rifts twixt obsidian thighs Hymeneal gates to other sides A labyrinth wherein Midian lies... Midian... I know I've seen Through the blackbacked mirrors in sanity Lucent prides amassed in last retreat Prurient souls but no more freaks Than those leashing dreams at harm's length from Me And just like grim ascension prophecies My revenge, carved deep, will be A grisly plot that reads Like My filthy white ward spattered with their screams When My Deviliverers come from fog for Me... Exhuming the moon Through the bars in My room The sooner the bitter pills swallowed are through... But no Genotypes, Aphrodites Daemonarchetypes No Cenobites rise to claim Me for you No! No! No! Don't leave here in this storm-weather cell No! No! No! With prophets and losses And dead men from crosses My fate is a preview of derelict Hell Stuck Mojo - "Despise" - Pigwalk I remember the motto "corporate rock sucks" Now I look at Green Day It must be payday Ditto, ditto, could you please play in tune A little alternative nation Talent must be on a vacation You say the underground Is metal music, now come take some lessons to learn how to throw down You little Weezer, you became a Breeder Filter through Gin and Blossom To Begin We're the alternative to the alternative Heavy is where it's at You've become what you depise... With your fake accent, Rancid-smelling ass Signing phat contracts, but you tell me it will last Yo, let's burn a Bush, paint a Silverchair Back to black, ask me if I even care We'll inFlame your Lips, crack your Lemonhead, blow up an Oasis Blind Melon's dead and 120 Minutes of bitches sound like Crows Count them all before you start to blow... Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest swan Report post Posted April 19, 2002 If I had a Creed album I'd scan in the lyric book. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest swan Report post Posted April 20, 2002 If I had a Creed album I'd scan in the lyric book. Aaaaa, no I wouldn't. I think Creed sucks, wrong damn folder. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest cobainwasmurdered Report post Posted April 20, 2002 shit you scared me for a sec swan! Don't have the lyrics handy but "Come as you are" by Nirvana is great as is "Stairway To Heaven" by Led Zeppelin Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest redbaron51 Report post Posted April 20, 2002 Metallica has good lyrics minus some of the stuff on Kill Em All. Megadeth Tool Pink Floyd has excellent lyrics um... Some Pantera Songs (Cemetary Gates) Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest ArkhamGlobe Report post Posted April 20, 2002 My favorite lyrics would probably be to Pink Floyd's Jugband Blues. It'd also get my vote for creepiest lyrics especially if you know what was happening to Syd Barrett's mind when he wrote them. They work best in connection to the music, as they may appear to be rather weird by themselves. Anyway, here they are: It's awfully considerate of you to think of me here And I'm almost obliged to you for making it clear that I'm not here And I never knew the moon could be so big And I never knew the moon could be so blue And I'm thankful that you threw away my old shoes And brought me here instead dressed in red And I'm wondering who could be writing this song I don't care if the sun don't shine And I don't care if nothing is mine And I don't care if I'm nervous with you I'll do my loving in the winter And the sea isn't green And I love the queen And what exactly is a dream? And what exactly is a joke? Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Flyboy Report post Posted April 20, 2002 I always thought Guns N' Roses had great lyrics in their songs, but I could just be saying that because I'm a huge GNR fan. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest goodhelmet Report post Posted April 20, 2002 2 songs come to mind, both written by John Lennon. One of my favorite Lennon solo songs is "Nobody Loves You When You're Down and Out" which has the classic line, "I pat your back and you knife mine". Another one of his songs which really epitomizes my feelings is "I'm So Tired" by the Beatles. I'm so tired I haven't slept a wink I'm so tired my mind is on the blink I wonder should I get up and fix myself a drink No no no I'm so tired I don't know what to do I'm so tired my mind is set on you I wonder should I call you but I know what you would do You'd say that I'm putting you on But it's no joke it's doing me harm You know I can't sleep I can't stop my brain You know it's three weeks I'm going insane You know I'd give you everything I've got for a little peace of mind I'm so tired I'm feeling so upset Although I'm so tired I'll have another cigarette And curse Sir Walter Raleigh he was such a stupid git You'd say that I'm putting you on But it's no joke it's doing me harm You know I can't sleep I can't stop my brain You know it's three weeks I'm going insane You know I'd give you everything I've got for a little peace of mind I'd give you everything I've got for a little peace of mind I'd give you everything I've got for a little peace of mind Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Eric the Eagle Report post Posted April 20, 2002 To the huge surprise of absolutely no one, I suggest Savatage - more specifically, Jon Olivia. This would be the lyrics to "When the Crowds Are Gone" I don't know where the years have gone Memories can only last so long Like faded photographs and forgotten songs And the things I never knew When the skin is thin, the heart shows through Please believe me, what I tell you is true Where's the lights? Turn 'em on again One more night to believe in then Another note for my requiem A memory to carry on The story's over when the crowds are gone All my friends being crucified Made life a long suicide, true I guess we never figured out the rules But I'm still alive, my fingers feel Gonna play on, till the final reel's through And read the credits from a different view Where's the lights... When the crowds are gone When the crowds are gone And I'm all alone Playing the saddest song Now that the lights are gone Turn 'em on again One more time for me, my friends Turn them on again I never wanted to know, never wanted to see I wasted my time, till time wasted me Never wanted to know, only wanted to stay 'Cause the person I am are the parts that I play Still I plot and I plan, hope and I scheme To the lure of a night filled with unfinished dreams And I'm holding on tight to a world gone astray As they charge me for years I can no longer pay Turn them on again I never wanted to know, never wanted to see I wasted my time till time wasted me Never wanted to go, only wanted to stay Cause the person I am are the parts that I play. And the lights, turn them off my friend All the ghosts, we'll just let them in 'Cause in the dark, it's easy to see. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Kinetic Report post Posted April 20, 2002 I'll openly contest that the lyrics to Dylan's "It's All Right, Ma" are the best I've ever heard. It's like mid-60s Dylan sermonizing. Awesome. Darkness at the break of noon Shadows even the silver spoon The handmade blade, the child's balloon Eclipses both the sun and moon To understand you know too soon There is no sense in trying. Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn Suicide remarks are torn From the fool's gold mouthpiece The hollow horn plays wasted words Proves to warn That he not busy being born Is busy dying. Temptation's page flies out the door You follow, find yourself at war Watch waterfalls of pity roar You feel to moan but unlike before You discover That you'd just be One more person crying. So don't fear if you hear A foreign sound to your ear It's alright, Ma, I'm only sighing. As some warn victory, some downfall Private reasons great or small Can be seen in the eyes of those that call To make all that should be killed to crawl While others say don't hate nothing at all Except hatred. Disillusioned words like bullets bark As human gods aim for their mark Made everything from toy guns that spark To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark It's easy to see without looking too far That not much Is really sacred. While preachers preach of evil fates Teachers teach that knowledge waits Can lead to hundred-dollar plates Goodness hides behind its gates But even the president of the United States Sometimes must have To stand naked. An' though the rules of the road have been lodged It's only people's games that you got to dodge And it's alright, Ma, I can make it. Advertising signs that con you Into thinking you're the one That can do what's never been done That can win what's never been won Meantime life outside goes on All around you. You lose yourself, you reappear You suddenly find you got nothing to fear Alone you stand with nobody near When a trembling distant voice, unclear Startles your sleeping ears to hear That somebody thinks They really found you. A question in your nerves is lit Yet you know there is no answer fit to satisfy Insure you not to quit To keep it in your mind and not fergit That it is not he or she or them or it That you belong to. Although the masters make the rules For the wise men and the fools I got nothing, Ma, to live up to. For them that must obey authority That they do not respect in any degree Who despise their jobs, their destinies Speak jealously of them that are free Cultivate their flowers to be Nothing more than something They invest in. While some on principles baptized To strict party platform ties Social clubs in drag disguise Outsiders they can freely criticize Tell nothing except who to idolize And then say God bless him. While one who sings with his tongue on fire Gargles in the rat race choir Bent out of shape from society's pliers Cares not to come up any higher But rather get you down in the hole That he's in. But I mean no harm nor put fault On anyone that lives in a vault But it's alright, Ma, if I can't please him. Old lady judges watch people in pairs Limited in sex, they dare To push fake morals, insult and stare While money doesn't talk, it swears Obscenity, who really cares Propaganda, all is phony. While them that defend what they cannot see With a killer's pride, security It blows the minds most bitterly For them that think death's honesty Won't fall upon them naturally Life sometimes Must get lonely. My eyes collide head-on with stuffed graveyards False gods, I scuff At pettiness which plays so rough Walk upside-down inside handcuffs Kick my legs to crash it off Say okay, I have had enough What else can you show me? And if my thought-dreams could be seen They'd probably put my head in a guillotine But it's alright, Ma, it's life, and life only Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Report post Posted April 20, 2002 Queen from The Prophet's Song From mother's love is the son estranged Married his own, his precious gain The earth will shake, in two will break And death all around will be your dow'ry from Keep Yourself Alive If I crossed a million rivers and I rode a million miles I'd be where I started, bread and butter for a "smile" Well, I sold a million mirrors in a shop in Alley Way But I never saw my face in any window any day Beach Boys from 'Til I Die I'm a cork on the ocean Floating over the ragin' sea How deep is the ocean? How deep is the ocean? from Heroes and Villains Stand or fall, I know there Shall be peace in the valley And it's all an affair Of my life with the heroes and villains Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest goodhelmet Report post Posted April 20, 2002 I'm also partial to a top 40 hit from the 70's called "Saturday Morning Confusion". This bubbly novelty song gives a glimpse of suburban life for the average Joe Shmo. Here they come, warmin' up I hear the pitter-patter of little people on the livin' room rug Whoa is me! There goes the TV Now it's Popeye and Pluto, Batman and Bozo Don't spill the corn flakes, they'll break at lunch break Home from the office, why did I stop to have a beer with the boys? Now my head's 'bout to pop It's a Saturday morning confusion If you think you can sleep, it's illusion 'cause you'll probably get a rude intrusion from Harry the dog Harry the dog is as big as can be 'n' Harry the dog had puppies last week We couldn't tell if it's a he or a she, now we know It's a Saturday morning confusion If I could just get to the bathroom And get a cold rag and an aspirin to help how I feel But here come the twins and they're screamin' at me What is the deal to turn off the TV? "Go ask your mother and quietly, your daddy is ill" There he is-Cousin Jack You got the leaf rake, toolkit, hatchet, will I get it all back Hangin' round my yard, snoopin' in my garage I tolerate 'im because he's my cousin He's nice to the kids and Harry just loves him! It's a Saturday morning confusion And if I could just hide in my attic So I couldn't hear my wife yellin' "Take 'em all to the show" I'll take the whole neighborhood to the show I'll just walk out in back where the money-tree grows Grab me a handful and off to the show we'll go It's a Saturday morning confusion And if I could just get a transfusion Or maybe go hide in the bedroom till five o'clock Let it be known that at five the TV Is gonna be tuned to the Game Of the Week And that goes for dogs and twins and the whole family It's a Saturday morning confusion It's a Saturday morning confusion day is done Cousin Jack, in his yard cooking steaks on a grill that I'll never get back The twins in front of the TV, Harry with his fam'ly Sis on her date and Mom at the door smiles as she surveys the sight For the first time today, the kingdom is quiet LORD, LET US THANK YOU FOR SATURDAYS AND MAY THEY REMAIN OUR FRIENDS!! 'cause I work all week long Be strong till they're grown And next Saturday then, we'll do it again Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Flyboy Report post Posted April 20, 2002 I'll post a very good GNR song that I really like.... Guns N' Roses -- Don't Cry (Alternate Lyrics) If we could see tomorrow What of your plans No one can live in sorrow Ask all your friends Times that you took in stride They're back in demand I was the one who's washing Blood off your hands Don't you cry tonight I still love you baby Don't you cry tonight Don't you cry tonight There's a heaven above you baby And don't you cry tonight I know the things you wanted They're not what you have With all the people talkin' It's drivin' you mad If I was standin' by you How would you feel Knowing your love's decided And all love is real An don't you cry tonight Don't you cry tonight Don't you cry tonight There's a heaven above you baby And don't you cry tonight I thought I could live in your world As years all went by With all the voices I've heard Something has died And when you're in need of someone My heart won't deny you So many seem so lonely With no one left to cry to baby An don't you cry tonight An don't you cry tonight An don't you cry tonight There's a heaven above you baby And don't you cry Don't you ever cry Don't you cry tonight Baby maybe someday Don't you cry Don't you ever cry Don't you cry Tonight Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Narcoleptic Jumper Report post Posted April 21, 2002 Third Eye Blind - "Slow Motion" Miss Jones taught me English But I think I just shot her son 'Cause he owed me money With a bullet in the chest you cannot run Now he's bleeding in a vacant lot The one in the summer where we used to smoke pot I guess I didn't mean it But man, you should've seen it His flesh explode Slow motion, see me let go We tend to die young Slow motion, see me let go What a brother knows Slow motion, see me let go Now the cops will get me But girl, if you would let me I'll take your pants off I got a little bit of blow we could both get off Later bathing in the afterglow Two lines of coke I cut with Draino And her nose starts to bleed A most beautiful ruby red Slow motion, see me let go We'll remember these days Slow motion, see me let go Urban life decays Slow motion, see me let go And at home My sister's eating paint chips again Maybe that's why she's insane I shut the door to her moaning And I shoot smack in my veins Wouldn't you See my neighbor's beating his wife Because he hates his life There's an arc to his fist as he swings Oh man, what a beautiful thing And death slides close to me Won't grow old to be A junkie wino creep Hollywood glamorized my wrath I'm a young urban psychopath I incite murder for your entertainment 'Cause I needed the money What's your excuse The joke's on you Slow motion, see me let go Oh yeah Slow motion, see me let go Slow motion, see me let go Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Mark4steamboat Report post Posted April 21, 2002 Blind Melon "Change"I don't feel the suns coming out today It's staying in, its gonna find another way As I sit here in this misery I don't think I'll ever see the sun from here And oh as I fade away, they'll all look at me and say, Hey look at him I'll never live that way But that's ok their just afraid to change When you feel your life ain't worth living, you've got to stand up and take a look around you then a look way up to the sky And when your deepest thoughts are broken, keep on dreamin boy cause when you stop dreamin its time to die And as we all play parts of tomorrow Some ways we'll work and other ways we'll play But I know we can't all stay hhere forever So I want to write my words on the face of today .....And then they'll paint it And oh as I fade away they'll all look at me and say, hey look at him and where he is these days When life is hard you have to change and lynyrd skynyrd "freebird" also comes to mind but if you dont know those lyrics, you should be shot. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest godthedog Report post Posted April 21, 2002 almost any velvet underground song, but i particularly love the lyrics to 'sister ray' because they're so dark & so funny. there's just something so endearing about a song that features transvestites who shoot up heroin, give each other head, and kill each other. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Mark4steamboat Report post Posted April 22, 2002 Velvet Underground is awesome but terribly underrated. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest ArkhamGlobe Report post Posted April 22, 2002 In an attempt to top the general weirdness of my previous example, here are the lyrics to my favourite song ever, "The Endless Plain of Fortune" by John Cale. Warning: These are very odd lyrics that may not make any sense to you. Anyway, here goes: Old Taylor said Old Taylor meant to cry - oh my Field Marshall meant Field Marshall went away again Watch out below; the tides Lean heavily like wine We are all innocent in spite of you and me Then Martha went Yes Martha went away again Down in Trasvaal Where crocodiles and men fight on They would have played all night Even with loaded dice It's gold that eats the heart away and leaves the bones - to dry Segovia watched Gendarmerie and all that's all The radio man Amanda did you choose your tune She walked away in time She walked a crooked line So gracefully she turned her head and smiled - away More John Cale goodness: Paris 1919 (note: the chorus is supposed to come in at a few places, but I can't remember where): She makes me so unsure of myself Standing there but never talking sense Just a visitor you see So much wanting to be seen She'd open up the door and vaguely carry us away It's the customary thing to say or do To a disappointed proud man in his grief And on Fridays she'd be there And on Wednesday not at all Just casually appearing from the clock across the hall You're a ghost la la la You're a ghost I'm in the church and I've come To claim you with my iron drum la la la la The Continent's just fallen in disgrace William William William Rogers put it in its place Blood and tears from old Japan Caravans and lots of jam and maids of honor singing crying singing tediously Efficiency efficiency they say Get to know the date and tell the time of day As the crowds begin complaining How the Beaujolais is raining Down on darkened meetings on the Champs Elysée Conclusion? John Cale is my god. Plus, the words fit perfectly to the music. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest hardyz1 Report post Posted April 22, 2002 Staind "Waste" Your mother came up to me She wanted answers only she should know Only she should know It wasn't easy to deal With the tears that ran down her face I had no answers 'cause I didn't even know you But these words They don't replace The life you The life you waste How could you paint this picture? With life as bad as it should seem That there were no more options for you I can't explain how I feel I've been there many times before I've tasted the cold steel of my life crashing down upon me But these words They don't replace The life you The life you waste Did daddy not love you? Or did he love you just too much? Did he control you? Did he live through you at your cost? Did he leave no questions for you to answer on your own? Well fuck that And fuck her And fuck him And fuck you For not having the strength in your heart to pull through I've had doubts I've had fears I've fucked up I've had plans Doesn't mean I should take my life with my own hands But these words They don't replace The life you The life you waste But these words They don't replace The life you The life you waste Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Mark4steamboat Report post Posted April 27, 2002 A Perfect Circle "3 Libras"threw you the obvious and you flew with it on your back, a name in your recollection, thrown down among a million same. difficult not to feel a little bit disappointed and passed over when i've looked right through to see you naked and oblivious and you don't see me.but i threw you the obvious just to see if there's more behind the eyes of a fallen angel, the eyes of a tragedy. here i am expecting just a little bit too much from the wounded. but i see through it all and see you. so i threw you the obvious to see what occurs behind the eyes of a fallen angel, eyes of a tragedy. oh well. apparently nothing. you don't see me. you don't see me at all. im not sure if its the lyrics alone or maynard's voice but this song rules. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Coffin Surfer Report post Posted April 29, 2002 Poison the Well "Nerdy"-The greatest love song ever written. Oddly enough, muscially its one of the heaviest songs ever made. Why do your eyes paraylze me What makes me feel this way Just carry me away with silence and heartbeats As rapid thinking of your embrace and how it makes me feel I just want to feel this way forever Sleep on portraits painted as perfect as you Why have I been given the chance to fly When I'm not with you I fell lesser alone Why have I been given the change to fly........ I remember your face, imprinted on angels Your voice as beautiful as the sound of waves crashing against my heart Time slows down when you look at me I'm infatuated with this, infatuated with you I remember your face, imprinted on angels It's so hard for me to understand why I haven't found you before don't dull away hold my hand. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest goodhelmet Report post Posted April 29, 2002 William, it Was Really Nothing The rain falls hard on a humdrum town This town has dragged you down Oh, the rain falls hard on a humdrum town This town has dragged you down Oh, no, and everybody's got to live their life And God knows I've got to live mine God knows I've got to live mine William, William it was really nothing William, William it was really nothing It was your life ... How can you stay with a fat girl who'll say : "Oh ! Would you like to marry me ? "And if you like you can buy the ring" She doesn't care about anything Would you like to marry me ? And if you like you can buy the ring I don't dream about anyone - except myself ! Oh, William, William it was really nothing William, William Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest goodhelmet Report post Posted April 30, 2002 Eve Of Destruction –Barry McGuire The Eastern world, it is explodin', Violence flarin', bullets loadin'. You're old enough to kill, but not for votin', You don't believe in war -- but what's that gun you're totin'? An' even the Jordan river has bodies floatin'. But you tell me, over and over and over again, my friend, Ah, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction. Don't you understand what I'm tryin' to say, An' can't you feel the fears I'm feelin' today? If the button is pushed, there's no runnin' away, There'll be no one to save, will the world in a grave. Take a look around you, boy, it's bound to scare you, boy. An' you tell me, over and over and over again, my friend, Ah, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction. Yeak, my blood's so mad feels like coagulatin', I'm sittin' here just contemplatin'. I can't twist the truth, it knows no regulation, Handful of senators don't pass legislation, An' marches alone can't bring integration When human respect is disintegratin', This whole crazy world is just too frustratin'. An' you tell me, over and over and over again, my friend, Ah, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction. Think of all the hate there is in Red China, Then take a look around to Selma, Alabama. Ah, you may leave here for four days in space, But when you return it's the same ol' place, The poundin' of the drums, the pride an' disgrace. You can bury your dead, but don't leave a trace. Hate your next-door neighbor, but don't forget to say grace, An' tell me, over and over and over again, my friend, You don't believe we're on the eve of destruction, No, no, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
