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Chan Registered User
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Posted: Tue May 13, 2003 7:27 pm Post subject: Lyrics |
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I thought it would be cool if everyone showed lyrics to like 1 or 2 favorite songs of theirs.
My 2 are "My December" by linkin Park and "The Trail" by Pink floyd.
My December
This is my December
This is my time of the year
This is my December
This is all so clear
This is my December
This is my snow covered home
This is my December
This is me alone
And I
Just wish that
I didn't feel
Like there was
Something I missed
And I
Take back all
The things I said
To make you
Feel like that
And I
Just wish that
I didn't feel
Like there was
Something I missed
And I
Take back all the
Things I said to you
And I give it all away
Just to have somewhere
To go to
Give it all away
To have someone
To come home to
This is my December
These are my snow covered dreams
This is me pretending
This is all I need
And I
Just wish that
I didn't feel
Like there was
Something I missed
And I
Take back all
The things I said
To make you feel like that
And I
Just wish that
I didn't feel
Like there was
Something I missed
And I
Take back all the things
I said to you
And I give it all away
Just to have
Somewhere to go to
Give it all away
To have someone
To come home to
This is my December
This is my time of the year
This is my December
This is all so clear
And I give it all away
Just to have somewhere
To go to
Give it all away
To have someone
To come home to
And I give it all away
Just to have somewhere
To go to
Give it all away
To have someone
To come home to
The Trial
Good morning, The Worm, Your Honour,
The Crown will plainly show,
The prisoner who now stands before you,
Was caught red-handed showing feelings.
Showing feelings of an almost human nature.
This will not do.
Call the schoolmaster!
I always said he'd come to no good,
In the end, Your Honour.
If they'd let me have my way,
I could have flayed him into shape.
But my hands were tied.
The bleeding hearts and artists,
Let him get away with murder.
Let me hammer him today.
Crazy.
Toys in the attic, I am crazy.
Truly gone fishing.
They must have taken my marbles away.
Crazy.
Toys in the attic, he is crazy.
You little shit, you're in it now.
I hope they throw away the key.
You should've talked to me more often than you did.
But no! You had to go your own way.
Have you broken any homes up lately?
Just five minutes, Worm, Your Honour,
Him and me alone.
Baaaaaabe!
Come to Mother, baby.
Let me hold you in my arms.
M'Lord, I never meant for him to get in any trouble.
Why'd he ever have to leave me?
Worm, Your Honour, let me take him home.
Crazy.
Over the rainbow, I am crazy.
Bars in the window.
There must have been a door there in the wall.
For when I came in.
Crazy.
Over the rainbow, he is crazy.
The evidence before the court is incontravertible.
There's no need for the jury to retire.
In all my years of judging I have never heard before,
Of someone more deserving of the full penalty of the law.
The way you made them suffer,
Your exquisite wife and mother,
Fills me with the urge to deficate!
No, Judge, the jury!
Since, my friend, you have revealed your deepest fear,
I sentence you to be exposed before your peers.
Tear down the wall! _________________
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Gurrg Registered User
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Posted: Tue May 13, 2003 7:36 pm Post subject: |
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Mudvayne - Silenced
Sticker this, censor this, ban this
We've got something to say
Police this, condemn this, damn this
We'll be heard anyway
Middle finger is the flag that I wave when I'm silenced...
Listen here...
Is it a possibility?
That we're all just equal,
Slam the power down
Abusing...
Does it pss you off to be beat at your own game
You lead us with false morals and shelter reality
No more...we're not buying your product when
You're selling
The words preaching silence
Insult me in my home,
When you were never invited,
To live life on your curve
Frustrating,
Throw sticks into the spokes,
To relieve insecurities,
Stifle all ascension and sticker our freedom
Of speech
Sticker this, censor this, ban this
We've got something to say
Police this, condemn this, damn this
We'll be heard anyway
Middle finger is the flag that I wave when I'm silenced...
Don't tell me what I want
Don't tell me what I need
Don't tell me how I need to feel
I feel, goddamn nothing
Dig the eyes out of my face and I can still see right
Fuckin' through you,
love you and everything you are,
I'm me, we're us and that's all
Closed mind with a forum to criticize,
Keep your policy and I've got mine
Exploit me, fabricate your lies
We empower these cowards just to be left in
Silence
Listen here...
Stand on my soapbox,
And speak my own peace,
Whatever you may think,
It's real,
Prevail through what is me,
And step on your beliefs
Thieving spineless sellouts, robbing our integrity
Sticker this, censor this, ban this
We've got something to say
Police this, condemn this, damn this
We'll be heard anyway
Middle finger is the flag that I wave when I'm ... _________________
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Secret Agent Man Registered User
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Posted: Tue May 13, 2003 10:08 pm Post subject: |
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Pure Snow: sung by Yuko Sasaki
The snow is falling down from the heavens onto the streets below.
My breath is rising up to the sky to join all the clouds in flight.
And when I think of you all of my thoughts just seem to go.
And for some unknown reason, everything is right...
When I'm alone it seems that I can't get you off my mind.
When I'm with friends it seems that I wish that you were with me too.
If I am shopping somewhere it never fails that I will find...
That I look at some clothes that might look good on you.
Times when I am a giant fool.
Times when I forget to keep my cool.
Remind me again, you're still with my friend.
It doesn't matter that I'm in love with you.
But I see your eyes, I wish they'd say you want me so.
And my hopes will rise, then fall like,
Pure snow, pure heart, destiny.
Like snow that fell when I first laid my eyes on you.
It hurts me more than anyone can know.
When I hold you close but have to let you go.
My heart aches, begging to be true.
We always talk about you, even when you are far away.
We always joke around, I always manage to fake a smile.
I always wear the mask, no matter how heavy it may weigh.
It's either love or friendship that I must defile.
Why are you the one I adore?
Why are you behind the one locked door?
That my heart can burn, but you can't return,
The way I feel. I can't take it anymore.
And through all these lies, humiliations come and go,
And my feelings rise, and fall like,
Pure snow, pure heart, bravery.
Deliver me the strength to tell you how I feel.
Maybe for a minute, I can be bold.
I'll jump in your arms and pretend I'm cold.
And I won't let go, until I know it's real.
Pure snow, pure heart, you and me.
Can't regret or forget the times that you made me cry.
And I know someday you will sympathize.
And I know someday you will realize.
That the way I act, is a lie.
Oh, pure snow, pure heart, destiny.
Like snow that fell when I first laid my eyes on you.
It hurts me more than anyone can know.
When I hold you close but have to let you go.
My heart aches, begging to be true.
As One..... well i cant find the lyrics for now.. having a problem with the Web site.. its in Korean.... heh,.... _________________ if you think thats a soldier behind you? think
agian, or my knife will be in your back.
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MuLiShA Registered User
Joined: 02 Jan 2002 Location: OC or SD Posts: 1050
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Posted: Tue May 13, 2003 10:34 pm Post subject: |
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Taking Back Sunday
"You're So Last Summer"
She said
"don't, don't let it go to your head
Boys like you are a dime a dozen,
Boys like you are a dime a dozen"
She said
"you're a touch overrated,
you're a lush and I hate it
but these grass stains on my knees
they won't mean a thing"
And all I (all I)
Need to know (need to know)
Is that I'm somethin you'll be missin
(is that I'm somethin that you're missin)
(maybe I should hate for this)
Maybe I should hate you for this
Never really did ever quite get that far
(maybe I should hate for this)
Maybe I should hate you for this
Never really did ever quite get that...
I'd never lie to you
Unless I had to
I'll do what I got to
Unless I had to
I'll do what I go to, the truth
is you could slit my throat
And with my one last gasping breath
I'd apologize for bleedin on your shirt
And all I (all I)
Need to know (need to know)
Is that I'm somethin you'll be missin
(is that I'm somethin that you're missin)
(maybe I should hate for this)
Maybe I should hate you for this
Never really did ever quite get that far
(maybe I should hate for this)
Maybe I should hate you for this
Never really did ever quite get that...
Cuase I'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions
This'll be last chance you get to drop my name
Cuase I'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions
This'll be last chance you get to drop my name
If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar
If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar
If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar
If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar
If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar
If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar
If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar
If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar
Senses Fail
"Stephen"
(Goodbye)
November 10th , a cold dark night
You could feel that something wasn't right.
That night many hearts did cry
When we learned we had to say goodbye.
All embraced under one common song
the body is dead but life lives on.
Good-bye Stephen. Good-bye you friend. You were so young.
The Cars lined the streets, as it was coming to an end.
The sun shined so brightly the day we buried our friend.
Losing in the fall, lost innocence came down
An 18 year old boy was buried in the ground.
A family's broken hearts, a friend's streaming tears.
The light lost in death, the living's growing fears.
Of Eternal darkness or is it spiritual light to come with terms with death on the darkest night.
A brother lost a brother, a friend lost a friend, a mother lost a son but stephen's soul will never end.
(You were so young)
(Good-bye)
A brother lost a brother, a friend lost a friend, a mother lost a son but stephen's soul will never end. _________________ Usually my sig goes here, but who the hell needs one anyways. |
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Posted: Wed May 14, 2003 12:44 am Post subject: |
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mul is cooler now for listenting to taking back sunday, so i'll put in some coo ones
Stormtroopers of Death: we all bleed red
People divided by color or creed
won't unite to fight the powers supreme
division & hypocrisy the governmental seed
freedom has a price, no, freedom isn't free
no longer can we hide in our private prison cells
we must socialize to live together well
understand, communicate,
we're practically the same
different style models of the basic human frame.
when done and said
it's in the head
we all bleed red... we all bleed red
unite! to find a better way
unite! together we'll have a say
we gotta fight together
we gotta bleed together
if need be, die together, together
when done and said
it's in the head
we all bleed red... we all bleed red
mosh...
Chinese people tinkering with nukes and human rights
Pakistan and India, your dots are so alike
the fucking English monarchy, just can't bear the sight
of their little princess Di impaled on Dodi's might
America the melting pot of nationalities
Polacks hate the Greeks who hate the Lebanese
Christian killing Protestants in the name of Christ
Israel and Palestine both think they are right
Muslims who hate everyone there's no time for you
Buddhist seeking higher grounds wake the love up too
people are so ignorant, why can't they understand
we all bleed red, we're all one man, we all bleed red
Jets to Brazil : Chinatown
candle is blue could see me through but I'm color blind
they tell me it's blue and I'm a believer that's why I'm blind
live on the freeway listen to signs and we drive by feel
be a believer believe everything you'll be right
half the time
candle is waxing takes my apartment I bask in its magic
all of the firefighters put out my fires took all my matches
staying up later waking up old and I'm leaving her never
ordering in all friends and lovers and we're making our weather with a lone light bulb
I'm tired of fighting
I'm tired of fighting, so I'm demolished - that's the way
some make exhaustion a mode of expression and that's their way
I'm just a question knowing my answer I hope I'm wrong
but I know the answer it's four in the morning I'm right again and I'm chinatown
now in a hurry, rubbing up urgent to get home to dot
was my missed mistress messed up my mattress I missed the catch
last of the pitchers catfish done hunting harry lundt
most of the killers never get famous and it's hard on everyone
I'm tired of fighting _________________ |
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Robert E. Lee Registered User
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Posted: Wed May 14, 2003 1:27 am Post subject: |
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Simple Man
Mama told me when I was young
"Come sit beside me, my only son
And listen closely to what I say
And if you do this it will help you some sunny day"
"Oh, take your time, don't live too fast
Troubles will come and they will pass
Go find a woman and you'll find love
And don't forget, son, there is someone up above"
chorus:
"And be a simple kind of man
Oh, be something you love and understand
Baby be a simple kind of man
Oh, won't you do this for me, son, if you can"
"Forget your lust for the rich man's gold
All that you need is in your soul
And you can do this, oh baby, if you try
All that I want for you, my son, is to be satisfied"
chorus
Oh yes, I will
"Boy, don't you worry, you'll find yourself
Follow your heart and nothing else
And you can do this, oh baby, if you try
All that I want for you, my son, is to be satisfied"
chorus
Baby, be a simple, really simple man
Oh, be something you love and understand _________________
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FragFailure Registered User
Joined: 12 Aug 2001 Location: Las Vegas, NV Posts: 4219
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Posted: Wed May 14, 2003 6:07 am Post subject: |
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OMG IT'S S.O.D.!!!
I will contribute with inspiration
The Ballad of Jimi Hendrix by S.O.D.
(bad attempt at the intro to Purple Haze)
You're dead
The Ballad of the Scorpions by S.O.D.
(intro of The Scorpions Rock You Like a Hurricane)
You're Bald!
The Ballad of Dio by M.O.D.
In the Dark of the Day
In the black of the sun
He's coming for you
Look Out!
From the band that Frag and Silver played in a few years ago. Here's an except from our best song.
Dull The Senses by Permanent Zero (7:06) (by: The Maven, Frag, SilverOne, and Weasel) off of the album Permanently Zero in 1995.
Gently we equate ourselves to you
And many believe they found the truth
Time is fading fast inside this cold room
And the pain of history is for fools
That passage was about Rock and Roll's infamous "27" club. Jim Morrison, Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin, and Kurt Cobain all died at 27.
OK, seriously this next one kinda fits me. The song rocks too if you appreciate classic rock. Verse 3 is the one that hits. It's from Deep Purple...yes that band that did Smoke on the Water.
Deep Purple - No One Came (6:57) Track 7 off of their Fireball album from 1972
Maybe it's because I'm only starting
That I think it won't take too long
Maybe it's because I can see you laughing
That I think you've got it wrong
Maybe I could be like Robin Hood
Like and outlaw dressed all in green
Someone said what's he gonna turn out like
And someone else said never mind
Well I was big and bold and more than twice as old
As all the cats I'd ever seen
I grew my hair and bought a suit
Of shiny white or was it cream
I shook and shivered danced and quivered
And stood on a mountain top
No one came from miles around and said
Man your music is really hot
Well I knew what they meant because I was a freak
My throat was tired and worn
My pretty face just looked out of place
As they poured on the scorn
I wrote on yellow paper from a man who was the king
He said my boy we'll have some crazy scenes
There weren't any scenes at all like he was talkin' about
He must've been the king of queens
Well I could write a million songs about the things I've done
But I could never sing them so they'd never get sung
There's a law for the rich and one for the poor and there's another one for sing
It's die young and live much longer
Spend your money and sit and wonder
No one came for miles around
And said man your music is really funky
(signiture Jon Lord and Ritchie Blackmore 2 minute solos here)
I believe that I must tell the truth
And say things as they really are
But if I told the truth and nothing but the truth
Could I ever be a star
Nobody knows who's real and who's fakin'
Everyone's shouting out loud
It's only the glitter and shine that gets through
Where's my Robin Hood outfit
Well I've come and I've gone before you wink an eye
No one ever cared enought to say goodbye
The money's good and the time you have
Fun and games galore
But you spend your money and lie in bed forgotten
And you wonder what you did it for
No one came from miles around
And said man who's he?
(end solo for a minute and fade out) _________________ Yes, I'm still around
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Posted: Fri May 16, 2003 12:20 am Post subject: |
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bump... i wanna see some more peopels music... and btw SOD kicks arse, lol. i may be young but i own two of their CD's and liek 7 anthrax ones.
<--- used to ahve foot and a half long hair _________________ |
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Usually Dead Registered User
Joined: 14 Jan 2003 Location: Salt Lake City, Utah Posts: 680
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Posted: Fri May 16, 2003 7:57 am Post subject: |
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"Turn Around"
By They Might Be Giants
I was working all night at my office
When a man I had recently killed
Called me up from the phone near my building
So I looked out the window at him
He had the same obsequious manner
That was the reason I'd had him killed
So to calm my nerves I sang this song to him, over the phone.
(Chorus)
Turn around
Turn around
There's a thing there that can be found
Turn around
Turn around
It's a human skull on the ground
Human skull
On the ground
Turn around
I was out by myself in the graveyard
I was doing an interprative dance
When I felt something heavy and pointed
Strike me in the back of my neck
And the ghost of my dance instructor
Pushed me down into an open grave
And as dirt rained down she played a Xlyophone, and sang me this song
(Chorus)
We were waving our arms out the window
Of a fast-moving passenger train
Acting in an irresponsible fashion
Until the engineer whose back had been turned
And who we thought would find us highly amusing
Quickly swilved his head around
And his face which was a paper-white mask of evil, sang us this song
(Chorus) _________________
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My Personal Insanity Registered User
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Posted: Fri May 16, 2003 9:23 am Post subject: |
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Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm TMBG!
Well if you're going to post one I am too:
'Till My Head Falls Off, They Might Be Giants
There were 87 Advil in the bottle now there's 30 left
I ate 47 so what happened to the other 10?
Why do you suspiciously change the subject and break my concentration
As I dump the bottle out and I count the Advil up again?
Don't interrupt me as I struggle to complete this thought
Have some respect for someone more forgetful than yourself
And I'm not done
And I won't be till my head falls off
Hitting every pocket on my shirt, pants and overcoat
And I'm hitting them again but I don't know where I put my notes
Clearing my throat, and gripping the lectern I smile and face my audience
Clearing his throat and smiling with his hands on the bathroom sink
And when I lean my head against the frosted shower stall
I see stuff through the glass that I don't recognize at all
And I'm not done
And I won't be till my head falls off
Though it may not be a long way off
(instrumentals only for a bit)
I'm not done talking
I'm not done talking
And when I lean my head against the frosted shower stall
I see a broken figure silhouetted on the wall
And I'm not done
And I won't be till my head falls off
Though it may not be a long way off
I won't be done until my head falls off _________________ [url=http://www.surfacezero.net/BottleFairy-Sensei-san(J).mp3][/url]
aaa, oshiete sensei-san... |
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Evil Con Carne Registered User
Joined: 09 May 2003 Location: Las Vegas Posts: 74
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Posted: Sat May 17, 2003 12:02 am Post subject: |
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Weeeeee! I thought I was the only wierdo that likes TMBG
This is one of my favorites
Kiss Me Son of God, from the album Lincoln
I built a little empire out of some crazy garbage
Called the blood of the exploited working class
But they've overcome their shyness
Now they're calling me your highness
And a world screams "Kiss me Son of God"
I destroyed a bond of friendship and respect
Between the only people left who'd even look me in the eye
Now I laugh and make a fortune
Off the same ones that I tortured
And a world screams "Kiss me Son of God"
I look like Jesus, so they say
But Mr Jesus is very far away
Now you're the only one here who can tell me if its true
That you love me and I love me
I built a little empire out of some crazy garbage
Called the blood of the exploited working class
But they've overcome their shyness
Now they're calling me your highness
And a world screams "Kiss me Son of God"
And also for you TMBG fans I give you the lyrics to Minimum Wage from Flood
MINIMUM WAGE
HEEEE-YAAAAA!!
I also like the lyrics to Jessica by the Allman Brothers and all the lyrics on the album Surfing With The Alien by Joe Satriani |
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Posted: Thu May 22, 2003 1:52 pm Post subject: |
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thoguht i'd revive this thread, apparently not many people lsiten to music anymore....
Battery- Metallica
Lashing out the action, returning the reaction
Weak are ripped and torn away
Hypnotizing power, crushing all that cower
Battery is here to stay
Smashing through the boundaries
lunacy has found me
cannot stop the Battery
Pounding out aggression
turns into obsession
cannot kill the Battery
Cannot kill the family
Battery is found in me
Battery
Crushing all deceivers, mashing non-believers
never ending potency
Hungry violence seeker, feeding off the weaker
Breeding on insanity
Smashing through the boundaries
lunacy has found me
cannot stop the Battery
Pounding out aggression
turns into obsession
cannot kill the Battery
Cannot kill the family
Battery is found in me
Battery
Circle of Destruction, Hammer comes crushing
Powerhouse of energy
Whipping up a fury, Dominating flurry
We create the Battery
Smashing through the boundaries
lunacy has found me
cannot stop the Battery
Pounding out aggression
turns into obsession
cannot kill the Battery
Cannot kill the family
Battery is found in me
Battery _________________ |
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Kjeldorian Royal Guard 42 Registered User
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Posted: Thu May 22, 2003 4:48 pm Post subject: |
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Moist Vagina - Kurt Cobain
"She reacts before it's begun.
I particularly enjoyed your circumfrance.
I perfer to wear the other.
marijuana
marijuana"
I think that's the whole song. . .yeah. .that is it.
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Joined: 25 Mar 2003 Location: Where the music is loudest Posts: 1677
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Posted: Thu May 22, 2003 5:08 pm Post subject: |
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Summer Higland Falls (Billy Joel)
They say that these are not the best of times
But they're the only times I've ever known
And I believe there is a time for meditation
In cathedrals of our own
Now, I have seen that sad surrender in my lover's eyes
And I can only stand apart and sympathize
For we are always what our situations hand us
It's either sadness or euphoria
So we'll argue and we'll compromise
And realize that nothing's ever changed
For all our mutual experience,
Our separate conclusions are the same
Now we are forced to recognize our inhumanity
Our reason coexists with our insanity
And though we choose between reality and madness
It's either sadness or euphoria
How thoughtlessly we dissipate our energies
Perhaps we don't fulfill each others fantasies
And as we stand upon the ledges of our lives,
With our respective similarities
It's either sadness of euphoria
Scenes From An Italian Restaurant (Billy Joel)
A bottle of white, a bottle of red
Perhaps a bottle of rose instead
We'll get a table near the street
In our old familiar place
You and I, face to face oooh
A bottle of red, a bottle of white
It all depends on your appetite
I'll meet you any time you want
In our Italian Restaurant.
Things are okay with me these days
Got a good job, got a good office
Got a new wife, got a new life
And the family is fine
Oh, we lost touch long ago
You lost weight, I did not know
You could ever look so nice after so much time!
Do you remember those days hanging out at the village green?
Engineer boots, leather jackets,and tight blue jeans
Oh, you'd drop a dime in the box play a song
About New Orleans
Cold beer, hot lights
My sweet romantic teenage nights
Brenda and Eddie were the popular steadies
And the king and the queen at the prom
Riding around with the car top down
And the radio on
Nobody looked any finer or was more of a hit at the Parkway Diner
We never knew we could want more than that out of life
Surely Brenda and Eddie would always know how to survive
Brenda and Eddie were still going steady in the summer of '75
When they decided the marriage would be at the end of July
Everyone said they were crazy
Brenda you know you're much too lazy
And Eddie could never afford to live that kind of life
But there we were waving Brenda and Eddie goodbye.
They got an apartment with deep pile carpet
And a couple of paintings from Sears
A big waterbed that they bought with the bread
They had saved for a couple of years
But they started to fight when the money got tight
And they just didn't count on the tears
Well they lived for a while in a very nice style
But it's always the same in the end
They got a divorce as a matter of course
And they parted the closest of friends
Then the king and the queen went back to the green
But you can never go back there again.
Brenda and Eddie had had it already
By the summer of '75
From the high to the low to the end of the show
For the rest of their lives
They couldn't go back to the greasers
The best they could do was pick up the pieces
But we always knew they would both find a way to get by
Oh, that's all I heard about Brenda and Eddie
Can't tell you more cause I told you already
And here we are waving Brenda and Eddie goodbye.
A bottle of red, and bottle of white
Whatever kind of mood you're in tonight
I'll meet you anytime you want
In our Italian Restaurant
Pressure (Billy Joel)
You have to learn to pace yourself
Pressure
You're just like everybody else
Pressure
You've only had to run so far
So good
But you will come to a place
Where the only thing you feel
Are loaded guns in your face
And you'll have to deal with
Pressure
You used to call me paranoid
Pressure
But even you cannot avoid
Pressure
You turned the tap dance into your crusade
Now here you are with your faith
And your Peter Pan advice
You have no scars on your face
And you cannot handle
Pressure
All grown up and no place to go
Psych 1, Psych 2
What do you know?
All your life is channel 13
Sesame Street
What does it mean?
(I'll tell you what it means)
Pressure
Pressure
Don't ask for help
You're all alone
Pressure
You'll have to answer
To your own
Pressure
I'm sure you'll have some cosmic rationale
But here you are in the ninth
Two men out and three men on
Nowhere to look but inside
Where we all respond to
Pressure
Pressure
All your life is Time Magazine
I read it too
What does it mean?
Pressure
I'm sure you'll have some cosmic rationale
But here you are with your faith
And your Peter Pan advice
You have no scars on your face
And you cannot handle
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
One, two, three, four
Pressure _________________ http://www.barbertonrhps.com - The offical Website for Barberton's West Theater Rocky Horror Picture Show in Ohio
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Evil Con Carne wrote: | Weeeeee! I thought I was the only wierdo that likes TMBG
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