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Great song lyrics. Let's have 'em
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sevenFree Member
She's my only true love
she's all that I think of
look here in my wallet
that's her
She grew up on a farm there
there's a place on my arm
where I've written her name
next to mine
you see I just can't
live without her
and I'm her only boy
and she grew up outside McHenry
in Johnsburg, Illinoisbest love song ever, just sums up the feeling with out the sentimentality
dohFree Memberok i suppose as long as her name is not flossie and she is not a sheep.
doug_basqueMTB.comFull MemberMy current favourite:
Yes, as through this world I've wandered
I've seen lots of funny men;
Some will rob you with a six-gun,
And some with a fountain pen.And as through your life you travel,
Yes, as through your life you roam,
You won't never see an outlaw
Drive a family from their home. W.G. ~1940's.sideshowdaveFree Memberone of my all time fav's
We must take all of the medicines too expensive now to sell
Set fire to the preacher who is promising us hell
And in the ear of every anarchist that sleeps but doesn’t dream
We must sing, we must sing, we must singIt’ll go like this:
While my mother waters plants
My father loads his guns
He says death will give us back to God
Just like this setting sun is returned to this lonesome oceanPigfaceFree MemberEver wondered what it would be like
No more workers ever have to strike
No more junkies sat there on the street
No more politicians lying through their teethOr
I swear by the mud below my feet,
You cant raise a Caine back up when its in defeatbombadilloFree MemberThere must be some kind of way out of here
Said the joker to the thief
Theres too much confusion
I cant get no relief
Businessman they drink my wine
Plow men dig my earth
None will level on the line
Nobody of it is worth
Hey heyNo reason to get excited
The thief he kindly spoke
There are many here among us
Who feel that life is but a joke but uh
But you and I weve been through that
And this is not our fate
So let us not talk falsely now
The hours getting late
HeyHey
All along the watchtower
Princes kept the view
While all the women came and went
Bare-foot servants to, but huh
Outside in the cold distance
A wild cat did growl
Two riders were approachin
And the wind began to howl
Hey
Oh
All along the watchtower
Hear you sing around the watch
Gotta beware gotta beware I will
Yeah
Ooh baby
All along the watchtowerlobby_dosserFree MemberThey're 5 miles high
As the crow flies
Leavin' vapour trails
Across a blood red sky
Movin' in from the East
Towards the West
With balaclava helmets
Over their heads
YES!But if you think that Jesus Christ is coming
Honey, you've got another thing coming
If he ever finds out who's hijacked his name
He'll cut out his heart and turn in his graveIslam is rising
The Christians mobilising
The world is on it's elbows and knees
It's forgotten the message
And worships the creeds"It's War" she cried
"It's War" she cried
"This is War!"
Drop your possessions
All you simple folk
You will fight them on the beaches
in your underclothes
You will thank the good lord
For raising the Union Jack
You'll watch the ships sail out of harbour
And the bodies come floating back
Watch the ships sail out of harbour
And the bodies come floating backIf the real Jesus Christ were to stand up today
He'd be gunned down cold by the C.I.A.
Oh, the lights that now burn brightest
Behind stained glass
Will cast the darkest shadows
Upon the human heart
But God didn't build himself that throne
God doesn't live in Israel or Rome
God doesn't belong to the Yankee dollar
God doesn't plant the bombs for Hezbollah
God doesn't even go to church
And God won't send us down to Allah to burn
God will remind us what we already know
That the human race is about to reap what it's sownIslam is rising
The Christians mobilising
The world is on it's elbows and knees
It's forgotten the message
And worships the creeds
The world is on it's elbows and knees
It's forgotten the message
And worships the creedsArmageddon days are here again
Armageddon days are here again
Armageddon days are here again
Armageddon Days Are HERE!!!beanumFull MemberI was born my poppa's son
When I hit the ground I was on the runjimsterFree MemberI 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 everythingWhat have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurtI wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right hereWhat have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurtIf I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a wayKendalFree MemberThe more I drink, the better you look,
I think I'd better drink some moreClassic!!!
Harry_the_SpiderFull MemberHow can you lie there and think of England when you don't even know who's in the team?
stumpy01Full MemberThe lyrics to Caffeine Bomb are pretty good, in a jump around, go bonkers way:
Eyes dried tight gotta get myself together
need a kickstart cocktail, ten percent coffee
with a high rise family size, guaranteed to catonize
the little bit of brain I got a-hanging on from last nightI need a double take, a-just to get awake
to try and counteract the hollow feeling nature makes
it's gonna work a treat, gonna get me on my feet
it's a teasing little tonic with a kick like a mule and a skip on the beatCHORUS:
It ain't right, it ain't wrong, I need a bomb, I need a caffeine bomb
too sweet, a-too strong, I need a bomb, I need a caffeine bomb
I need a bomb, I need a caffeine bomb
I need a bomb, I need a ca-ca-ca-ca-caffeine bombOverdo the sugar and the coffee and the whiskey
in my biggest mug 'til the varnish starts to melt
I gotta wake up shake any webbing I'm a-shedding
any grogginess I felt before I sweated all the poison from my body to my quiltCHORUS:
and it's been too long, I need a bomb, I need a caffeine bomb
what a buzz, what a song, I need a bomb, I need a caffeine bomb
I need a bomb, I need a caffeine bomb
I need a bomb, I need a ca-ca-ca-ca-ca-ca-caffeine bombhangover, so hung over, pour me a doctor, send it over
something that'll stop my legs from shaking, something that'll stop my head from aching
hangover, so hung over, breath of a juiced up holy roller poundingbaby can't you see I sh1tting brown water
well it's a case of easy come and easy go
I need a caffeine bomb to wake me in the morning
I need a caffeine bomb to get me to the show
oh no, I think I'm gonna throw (bleurgh!)hands all sticky and I'm spilling all the whiskey on
myself, my friends, my dog, my floor, my God, my head feels like something crawled inside it
and the medicine I ordered should be kicking any second and I gotta be getting me moreCHORUS:
a-let's go, let's get it on, I need a bomb, I need a caffeine bomb
Faye Wray, King Kong, I need a bomb, I need a caffeine bomb
I need a bomb, I need a caffeine bomb
I need a bomb, I need a ca-ca-ca-ca-ca-ca-ca-ca-caffeine bombrobbo1234bikingFull Memberjimster – I listened to that yesterday – havent heard it for ages and it isnt the most happiest of songs but it is brilliant! Ended up listening to a couple of albums of NIN in the end – unless your talking the Johnny Cash cover
slimtubingFree Memberthe Lemonheads
Always had a roof above me
Always paid the rent
But i've never set foot inside a tent
Can't build a fire to save my life
I lied about being the outdoor typeI've never slept out underneath the stars,
The closest that i came to that was one time my car
Broke down for an hour in the suburbs at night
I lied about being the outdoor type.Too scared to let you know you knew what you were looking for
I lied until i fit the bill god bless the great indoors
I lied about being the outdoor type
I've never owned a sleeping bag let alone a mountain bikeI can't go away with you on a rock climbing weekend
What if somethings on tv and its never shown again
Its just as well i'm not invited i'm afraid of heights
I lied about being the outdoor typeNever learned to swim can't grow a beard or even fight
I lied about being the outdoor typeRingoFree MemberYou looked for work and money
And you walked a rugged mile
You looked for work and money
And you walked a rugged mile
Your children are so hungry
That they don't know how to smile.Your baby's eyes look crazy
They're a-tuggin' at your sleeve
Your baby's eyes look crazy
They're a-tuggin' at your sleeve
You walk the floor and wonder why
With every breath you breathe.The rats have got your flour
Bad blood it got your mare
The rats have got your flour
Bad blood it got your mare
If there's anyone that knows
Is there anyone that cares ?You prayed to the Lord above
Oh please send you a friend
You prayed to the Lord above
Oh please send you a friend
Your empty pocket tell you
That you ain't a-got no friend.Your babies are crying louder now
It's pounding on your brain
Your babies are crying louder now
It's pounding on your brain
Your wife's screams are stabbin' you
Like the dirty drivin' rain.Your grass is turning black
There's no water in your well
Your grass is turning black
There's no water in your well
Your spent your last lone dollar
On seven shotgun shels.Way out in the wilderness
A cold coyote calls
Way out in the wilderness
A cold coyote calls
Your eyes fix on the shortgun
That's hangin' on the wall.Your brain is a-bleedin'
And your legs can't seem to stand
Your brain is a-bleedin'
And your legs can't seem to stand
Your eyes fix on the shortgun
That you're holdin' in your hand.There's seven breezes a-blowin'
All around the cabin door
There's seven breezes a-blowin'
All around the cabin door
Seven shots ring out
Like the ocean's pounding roar.There's seven people dead
On a south Dakota farm
There's seven people dead
On a south Dakota farm
Somewhere in the distance
There's seven new people bornorganic355Free MemberSTATE OF THE UNION
Sweet dreams all met with derision
This train, it was armed for collision
It's a shame, it's a shame, it's a shame
Clap your hands in the sparkle and glitter
Shake your heads at the twisted and bitter
Oh they don't know how lucky they are
Foot down for the alienation
Look on as your love, its gets lost in translation
To a language that nobody understands
There are smiles as they erode and corrupt you
Of the great expectations you could never live up to
We are lost, we are lost, we are lost
get you coat, 'cos the righteous are leaving
'Cos they can't work out what the hell to believe in
It's a shame, it's a shame, it's a shame
No abandon, no heartfelt desire
No love could be worth getting fired
For real, it's surreal, it's so real
So paint over the cracks and then cover
What you thought was the worst ever pain with another
And the first one, it always comes free
How they love you so cold and so vicious
With friends like these, well who needs politicians
The first one, its always comes free
They tell you heroin takes like ice cream
Clever men know all that and all this
And they will talk and they talk and the don't **** listen
It's a shame, it's a shame, it's a shame
It's no life but God, it's a living
Come on Jesus Christ, come back all is forgiven
We are lost, we are lost, we are lost
Have no fear of the state of the nation
Let the facts have no bearing on public relations
It's a shame, it's a shame, it's a shame
What a model of Christian behaviour
Preach on with the message of "go **** thy neighbour"
it's a shame, it's a shame, it's a shame
it's a shame, it's a shame
Watch your step by the crowd of fanatics
While they kill in the name of applied mathematics
Hate the system even though you invented it
Go kill your brothers and claim self defence of it
Picking up all the secrets and tricks to being
One of the guys whom the shit never sticks to
Take you seats for the final calamity
Don't you look serious, hell, what can the matter be?
Another day and the rot's getting faster
And all the machines started killing the master
it's a shame, it's a shame, it's a shame
it's a shame, it's a shameForkingOurSoulsFree MemberI like that boom boom pow, dem chickens jackin my style.
Genius 😉
brickFree MemberSo I'm there,
Charging around with a juggernaut brow
Overdraft speeches and deadlines to make
Cramming commitments like cats in a sack
Telephone burn and a purposeful gait
When out of a doorway the tentacles stretch of a song that i know, and the world moves in slow – mo
Straight to my head like the first cigarette of the day
And its you. And its May, and we're sleeping through the day
And I'm five years ago and three thousand miles away.Do I have time?
A man of my caliber?
Stood in the street like a sleepwalking teenager?
And I dealt with this years ago.
I took a hammer to every momento
But image on image like beads on a rosary pull through my head as the music takes hold
And the sickener hits, I can work till i break
But i love the bones of you. That i will never escapeAnd its you. And its May, and we're sleeping through the day
And I'm five years ago and three thousand miles away.
And i can't move my arm, for the fear that you will wake
And I'm five years ago and three thousand miles awaystevomcdFree MemberBroke off from my work the other day
I spent the evening thinking about
All the blood that flowed away
Across the ocean to the second chance
I wonder how it got on when it reached the promised land?Ive looked at the ocean
Tried hard to imagine
The way you felt the day you sailed
From wester ross to nova scotia
We should have held you
We should have told you
But you know our sense of timing
We always wait too longI wonder my blood
Will you ever return
To help us kick the life back
To a dying mutual friend
Do we not love her?
Do we not say we love her?
Do we have to roam the world
To prove how much it hurts?deludedFree MemberFreeze! Shoot to kill or die.
Today he has no means, he’s alone and anonymous
But written in his cells he has got the marks of a genius
I’m looking for this man to sell him to other men
To sell him to other men at ten times the price at least
I’m looking for this man who knows the rules of the game
Who’s able to forget them to realize my aim
I’m looking for this man to make us rich and famousOne – you lock the target
Two – you bait the line
Three – you slowly spread the net
And four you catch the man.Front 242 – Headhunter.
On the floating, shapeless oceans
I did all my best to smile
til your singing eyes and fingers
drew me loving into your eyes.
And you sang "Sail to me, sail to me;
Let me enfold you."
Here I am, here I am waiting to hold you.
Did I dream you dreamed about me?
Were you here when I was full sail?This Mortal Coil – Song to the Siren.
mastiles_fanylionFree MemberI should be so Cotic
Cotic, Cotic, Cotic
I should be so Cotic in love.MrNuttFree MemberIt's so relieving
To know that you're leaving as soon as you get paid
It's so relaxing
To hear that you're asking whenever you get your way
It's so soothing
To know that you'll sue me, this is starting to sound the sameI miss the comfort in being sad
In her false witness, we hope you're still with us,
To see if they float or drown
My favorite patient, a display of patience,
Disease-covered Puget Sound
She'll come back as fire, And burn all the liars,
leave a blanket of ash on the groundI miss the comfort in being sad
It's so relieving
To know that you're leaving as soon as you get paid
It's so relaxing
To know that you're asking wherever you get your way
It's so soothing
To know that you'll sue me, this is starting to sound the sameI miss the comfort in being sad
gozarchFree MemberI fancy I’ll open a stationer’s
Stock quaint notepads for weekend Pagans
While you were out at The Rollright Stones
I came and set fire to your shed
‘Cos you probably work at an all-night garage
You probably work at an all-night garage
You probably work at an all-night garage
With Talk Radio onAnd you curse my soul if I don’t want petrol
Curse my soul ‘cos I don’t want petrol
I only came down for a tube of Pringles
…Sour Cream and ChivesBecause you gotta get up off your fat arse to go and get my crisps and you gotta go around the counter and it’s really inconvenient; and when you come back, you toss them into that sliding metal tray device thing that separates us and you say: “One pound thirty-five”, as opposed to: “That’ll be one pound thirty-five please, sir”. This is of course done to annoy me but has the opposite effect of amusing me no end, because suddenly I’ve got other things to buy…
“I’ll have two Scotch eggs and a jar of Marmite,
Two Scotch eggs and a jar of Marmite
Two Scotch eggs and a jar of Marmite
…what sandwiches have you got?”Well now you become quite irate and your voice becomes louder, and you start to sound like Leadbelly at the Depot…
“I got ham, I got cheese, I got chicken, I got beef,
I got tuna-sweetcorn; I’ve got tuna-sweetcorn…”“I’ll have ten Kit-Kats and a motoring atlas
Ten Kit-Kats and a motoring atlas
And a blues CD on the Hallmark label
– that’s sure to be good”Oh he went to play golf on a Sunday morn’ just a mile and a half from town
His head was found on the driving range and his body has never been found.deludedFree Memberbrick,
Yeah,I appreciate that but even though it's his song I consider it a boring accoustic version and therefore I've awarded it to TMC 8)
nixon_fiendFree MemberThis Mortal Coil – Song to the Siren.
Tim Buckley..
See here : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v9JC1tNQUjU
nixon_fiendFree Memberfrank zappa
There will come a time when everybody
Who is lonely will be free…
TO SING & DANCE & LOVEThere will come a time when every evil
That we know will be an evil…
THAT WE CAN RISE ABOVEWho cares if hair is long or short
or sprayed or partly grayed…
WE KNOW THAT HAIR AIN'T WHERE IT'S AT(there will come a time when you won't
even be ashamed if you are fat!)WAH WAH-WAH WAH
There will come a time when everybody
Who is lonely will be free…
TO SING & DANCE & LOVE (dance and love)There will come a time when every evil
that we know will be an evil…
THAT WE CAN RISE ABOVE (rise above)Who cares if you're so poor you can't afford
To buy a pair of Mod A Go-Go stretch-elastic pants…
THERE WILL COME A TIME WHEN YOU CAN EVEN
TAKE YOUR CLOTHES OFF WHEN YOU DANCEfinbarFree MemberI'm on a boat, by The Lonely Island
I'm on a boat. I'm on a boat. Everybody look at me cause I'm sailin on a boat. I'm on a boat. I'm on a boat. Take a good, hard look at the m****f****n boat.
nedrapierFull MemberLah di dah – Jake Thackray
Now we're agreed that we're in love
We'll have to face the lah-di-dah,
The eyewash, all of the fancy pantomime.
(I love you very much.)
I'll try love, I'll bill and coo
With your gruesome Auntie Susan
I'll stay calm, I'll play it cool;
I'll let your tetchy uncles
Get me back up, cross my heart.
And I shan't get shirty when they say I look peculiar.I'll be nice to your mother,
I'll come all over lah-di-dah,
Although she always gets up me nose.
(I love you very much.)
And so I'll smile and I'll acquiesce
When she invites me to caress
Her scabby cat;
I'll sit still while she knits
And witters, cross my heart,
And I shan't lay a finger on the crabby old batface.I'll be polite to your daddy,
Frightfully lah-di-dah,
Although he always bores me to my boots.
(I love you very much.)
And so I won't boo and hiss
When he starts to reminisce
I won't drop off, I won't flare up;
The runs he used to score
And how he won the war, cross my heart,
But I'll have to grit me teeth when he goes on about his rupture.I'll behave at the wedding breakfast
I'll be lah-di-dah
So help me! Hearty toasts and risky jokes!
(I love you very much.)
So help me, I'll force a laugh
For the flicking photographs
So have no fear, I won't turn tail;
I won't run amuck when the females chuck
Confetti in my ears
And cross me heart, love, I'll keep off the pale ale.When we're off on our own
No more lah-di-bloody-dah
I promise, we just won't have the time
We won't have time for such,
Such fancy pantomimes.
(I'll love you far too much.)far better to hear it sung, obviously. find it on spotify or something
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