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  • Premier Icon seven
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    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, Illinois

    best love song ever, just sums up the feeling with out the sentimentality

    doh
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    ok i suppose as long as her name is not flossie and she is not a sheep.

    Stop the world I'm getting off.

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    My 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.

    sideshowdave
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    one 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 sing

    It’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 ocean

    Pigface
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    Ever 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 teeth

    Or

    I swear by the mud below my feet,
    You cant raise a Caine back up when its in defeat

    bombadillo
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    There 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 hey

    No 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
    Hey

    Hey

    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 watchtower

    lobby_dosser
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    They'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 grave

    Islam 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 back

    If 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 sown

    Islam 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 creeds

    Armageddon days are here again
    Armageddon days are here again
    Armageddon days are here again
    Armageddon Days Are HERE!!!

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    I was born my poppa's son
    When I hit the ground I was on the run

    Premier Icon Harry_the_Spider
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    If our love should crumble,
    Like a very old wall.

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

    What have I become
    My sweetest friend
    Everyone I know
    goes away
    In the end
    And you could have it all
    My empire of dirt
    I will let you down
    I will make you hurt

    I 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 here

    What 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 hurt

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

    Kendal
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    The more I drink, the better you look,
    I think I'd better drink some more

    Classic!!!

    Van Halen
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    **** you! i wont do what you tell me

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    How can you lie there and think of England when you don't even know who's in the team?

    stumpy01
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    The 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 night

    I 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 beat

    CHORUS:
    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 bomb

    Overdo 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 quilt

    CHORUS:
    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 bomb

    hangover, 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 pounding

    baby 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 more

    CHORUS:
    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 bomb

    Premier Icon robbo1234biking
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    jimster – 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

    slimtubing
    Member

    the 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 type

    I'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 bike

    I 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 type

    Never learned to swim can't grow a beard or even fight
    I lied about being the outdoor type

    Ringo
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    You 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 born

    llama
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    Son, I'm thirty
    I only went with your mother 'cos she's dirty

    organic355
    Member

    STATE 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 shame

    twohats
    Member

    Napalm Death

    You suffer
    But why?

    I like that boom boom pow, dem chickens jackin my style.

    Genius 😉

    brick
    Member

    So 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 escape

    And 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 away

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    Broke 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 long

    I 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?

    deluded
    Member

    Freeze! 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 famous

    One – 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.

    I should be so Cotic
    Cotic, Cotic, Cotic
    I should be so Cotic in love.

    brick
    Member

    Deluded – Song to the Siren is a Tim Buckley song.

    MrNutt
    Member

    It'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 same

    I 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 ground

    I 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 same

    I miss the comfort in being sad

    The sun's not yellow it's chicken

    gozarch
    Member

    I 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 on

    And 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 Chives

    Because 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.

    deluded
    Member

    brick,

    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)

    AndyP
    Member

    Back and front
    @rse and c**t
    I just want to **** you
    Baby

    MrNutt
    Member

    ah, halfman 🙂

    julianwilson
    Member

    I'll be waiting,
    with a gun and a pack of sandwiches

    nixon_fiend
    Member

    This Mortal Coil – Song to the Siren.

    Tim Buckley..

    See here : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v9JC1tNQUjU

    nixon_fiend
    Member

    frank zappa

    There will come a time when everybody
    Who is lonely will be free…
    TO SING & DANCE & LOVE

    There will come a time when every evil
    That we know will be an evil…
    THAT WE CAN RISE ABOVE

    Who 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 DANCE

    finbar
    Member

    I'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.

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    Lah 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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