GPARSUNDA Posted January 22, 2006 Share Posted January 22, 2006 I'm in love with someone that doesn't existKeep looking for them everywhere I goI'm in love with something that doesn't get kissedIt doesn't existAs far as I know I'm in love with a face that I've never seenOnce upon a place long time agoI'm in love with a time that never took placeThat's easy to traceAs far as I knowAnd I know everything that I need to singI know everything I'm in love with the sound that I never hearAs long as I watch your TV showI'm in love with that girl that doesn't resistThat doesn't existAs far as I know As far as I know, the stars in the sky are dullAs far as I know, compared to your eyes onlyAs far as I know I know everything I need to singI know everythingI erase the drums, that won't hurt me noneI'm in love with a dream I had as a kidI wait up the street until you showThat dream it came true, but you never doNo you never didAs far as I know "It's a dull, narrow town full of dull, narrow people who don't know anything except what things are like right around here. They have no perspective whatsoever, no scope. " Link to post Share on other sites
Sweet Papa Crimbo Posted January 22, 2006 Share Posted January 22, 2006 When they call your name Will you walk right up With a smile on your face Or will you cower in fear In your favorite sweater With an old love letter I wish you would I wish you would Come pick me up Take me out Fuck me up Steal my records Screw all my friends They're all full of shit With a smile on your face And then do it again I wish you would When you're walking downtown Do you wish I was there Do you wish it was me With the windows clear and the mannequins eyes Do they all look like mine You know you could I wish you would Come pick me up Take me out Fuck me up Steal my records Screw all my friends behind my back With a smile on your face And then do it again I wish you would I wish you'd make up my bed So I could make up my mind Try it for sleeping instead Maybe you'll rest sometime I wish I could Link to post Share on other sites
GPARSUNDA Posted January 22, 2006 Share Posted January 22, 2006 Destiny, destiny protect me from the world.Destiny, hold my hand, protect me from the world.Here we are with our running and confusion,and I don't see no confusion anywhere. And if the world does turn and if London burns,I'll be standing on the beach with my guitar.I want to be in a band when I get to heaven,anyone can play guitar and they won't be a nothing any more. Grow my hair, grow my hair, I am Jim Morrison,grow my hair, I wanna be, wanna be, wanna be Jim Morrison.Here we are with our running and confusion,and I don't see no confusion anywhere. And if the world does turn and if London burns,I'll be standing on the beach with my guitar.I want to be in a band when I get to heaven,anyone can play guitar and they won't be a nothing any more Link to post Share on other sites
Dude Posted January 22, 2006 Share Posted January 22, 2006 my eyes area baptismoh i am filthand sing herto my faceoh phantom elusive thing oh all flowers in time bend towards the suni know you say that there's no-one for youbut here is oneall flowers in time bend towards the suni know you say that there's no-one for youbut here is one, here is one, here is one aah, oohone that can never be knowneither all drunk with the world at her feetor sober with no place to go all flowers in time bend towards the suni know you say that there's no-one for youbut here is oneall flowers in time bend towards the suni know you say that there's no-one for youbut here is one, here is one, here is one aah, oohwe could gowe can travel roundfading farther from mewith your face in my window call when will you weep for mesweet willow it's ok to be angrybut not to hurt meyour happiness, yes, yes, yesdarling, darlingoooh all flowers in time bend towards the suni know you say that there's no-one for youbut here is oneall flowers in time bend towards the suni know you say that there's no-one for youbut here is one, here is one, here is one Link to post Share on other sites
M. (hristine Posted January 22, 2006 Share Posted January 22, 2006 Let me in here, I know I've been here,Let me into your heart.Let me know you, let me show you,Let me roll it to you.All I have is yours,All you see is mineAnd I'm glad to have you in my arms,I'd have you any time. Let me say it, let me play it,Let me lay it on you.Let me know you, let me show you,Let me grow it on you.All I have is yours,All you see is mineAnd I'm glad to have you in my arms,I'd have you any time. Let me in here, I know I've been here,Let me into your heart.Let me know you, let me show you,Let me roll it to you.All I have is yours,All you see is mineAnd I'm glad to have you in my arms,I'd have you any time. Link to post Share on other sites
timbits Posted January 22, 2006 Author Share Posted January 22, 2006 Maybe I didn't love youQuite as often as I could haveMaybe I didn't treat youQuite as good as I should haveIf I made you feel second bestGirl I'm sorry I was blind You were always on my mindYou were always on my mind Maybe I didn't hold youAll those lonely, lonely timesAnd I guess I never told youI'm so happy that you're mineLittle things I should have said and doneI just never took the time You were always on my mindYou were always on my mind Tell me that yourSweet love hasn't diedAnd give me one more chanceTo keep you satisfiedLittle things I should have said and doneI just never took the time You were always on my mindYou were always on my mindYou were always on my mind.... Link to post Share on other sites
Fakeliz Posted January 22, 2006 Share Posted January 22, 2006 my dewey-eyed Disney bride what has triedswapping your blood with formaldehyde?Monsters?Whiskey-plied voices cried fratricide!Jesus don't you know that you coulda diedwith the monsters what talkmonsters what walk the earthshe's got red lipstickand a bright pair of shoesknee high sockswhat to cover a bruiseshe's got an old death kitshe's been meaning to useblood in her eyes in her eyes for youshe's got blood in her eyes for youcertain fads, stripes and plaids singles adsrun you hot and cold like a rheostat I mean a thermostatso you bite on a towelhope it won't hurt too badshe says I like long walks and sci-fi moviesyou're six foot tall and east coast bredsome lonely night we can get togetherand I'm gonna tie your wrists with leatherand drill a tiny hole into your head Link to post Share on other sites
Analogman Posted January 22, 2006 Share Posted January 22, 2006 She walks with a bell-clock round her neckSo the hippies think she's in with timeTime...Her hair glistens like robins on a deckBranches attack me from her neckShe's so fineShe's so very very fineThe sun from a cloud sinks into her eyesThe rain from a tree soaks into her mindMind...Morning sign sounds just like a larkAll these signs are always a startShe's so fineShe's so very very fineWhen I veer I get so nearBut so far far far awayListen to me todayWe united just beside a leafThe ground was hard underneath her herAhhhahhhShe's so fineAhhhahhh Link to post Share on other sites
GPARSUNDA Posted January 22, 2006 Share Posted January 22, 2006 Whats the matter here?You'll never repairThe lady's cursed with insight You'll never fix herWith a cold stareShe's all broken inside Her limbs clung to the ground She closed the windowAnd made a pillowAnd laid her head down And as her babies slept she took a long deep breath Now they're zipping her up in a bagCan you hear her blacks crackle and drag?And the Cadillac's waiting to take her awayCan you hear her blacks crackle and drag? Another head coldAnother spirit oldIn February Her hair was dirty,And she was thirtyIn 1963 And while her babies slept she took a long deep breath. Now they're zipping her up in a bagCan you hear her blacks crackle and drag?The Cadillac's waiting to take her awayCan you hear her blacks crackle and drag?And dragAnd dragAnd dragAnd dragAnd dragAnd drag She made a good goFor a weeping willowShe stuffed some rags on the floor She closed the windowShe made a pillowOn the oven door And took a long deep breathWhile her babies slept Now they're zipping her up in a bagCan you hear her blacks crackle and drag?And the Cadillac's waiting to take her awayCan you hear her blacks crackle and drag? Zipping her up in a bagCan you hear her blacks crackle and drag?The Cadillac's waiting to take her awayCan you hear her blacks crackle and drag?Hear her blacks crackle and drag? Yeah Link to post Share on other sites
ajarwithaheavylid Posted January 23, 2006 Share Posted January 23, 2006 It's hard to listen to a hard hard heartBeating close to minePounding up against the cold and steelWalls that I won't climbSometimes a hurt is so deep deep deepYou think that you're gonna drownSometimes all I can do is weep weep weepWith all this rain falling downStrange how hard it rains nowRows and rows of big dark cloudsBut I'm holding on underneath this shroudRainIt's hard to know when to give up the fightThe things you wanted that will never be rightIt's never rained like it has toniht beforeI don't want to beg you babyFor something maybe you could never giveI'm not looking for the rest of your lifeI just want another chance to liveStrange how hard it rains nowRows and rows of big dark cloudsBut I'm holding on underneath this shroudRain Link to post Share on other sites
GPARSUNDA Posted January 23, 2006 Share Posted January 23, 2006 Better bring another bottle with you baby If you really want to party then lets make it swing Right into the morning. Better bring another bottle with you baby Cuz I really want to make this little bell ring. Ding dong, ding. I feel cold and I want to get you by my side I feel bold and I want to show you how this man can ride. Better bring another bottle with you baby If you really want to party then lets make it swing Right into the morning. Better bring another bottle with you baby Cuz I really want to make this little bell ring. Ding dong, ding. I feel smooth and I really want to live it up If we groove then I promise you that we won't even stop Better bring another bottle with you baby I get the feeling that you want to take off and fly High, high, well if my ceiling isn't high enough We'll burn up the sky. I feel smooth and I really want to live it up If we groove then I promise you that we won't even stop Better bring another bottle with you baby I get the feeling that you want to take off and fly High, high, well if my ceiling isn't high enough We'll burn up the sky. Better bring another bottle with you baby Better try to bring another bottle now Better bring another bottle baby Better bring another bottle with you now. Link to post Share on other sites
Elixir Sue Posted January 24, 2006 Share Posted January 24, 2006 Every night I just wanna go out, get out of my headEvery day I don Link to post Share on other sites
GPARSUNDA Posted January 24, 2006 Share Posted January 24, 2006 I'm a porter and a night clerk at the old Hot Rod HotelI clean and scrub the lobby down and thirty-one rooms as wellI wax and shine their boots and shoesI brush down their crinkly clothesAnd I meet the buses and trains and I show you to your door Bell-bottom pants brought two boys in at six-fourteen last nightTwo girls checked in at ten-oh-two and I flipped on the lightThe lamrod's wife looks in their doors and finds one terrible sightThose boys and girls got bawled up in their doors and rooms that night A bloody flood could never mess these rooms up any worseIt looked like Moe had used this room to grease and breed a horseOld gum and hairs and sticky rags, old bottles on the floorsGobs of spit and condom rubbers on the windows, walls, and doors The lammy tried to make me clean out that crappy messOr else he'd fire me off my job and let me starve to deathI laid aside my polish rag and I downed my dusting panAnd I've not seen the old Hot Rod nor that old town since then Link to post Share on other sites
Dude Posted January 25, 2006 Share Posted January 25, 2006 You can force it but it will not comeYou can taste it but it will not formYou can crush it but it's always hereYou can crush it but it's always nearChasing you home SayingEverything is brokenEveryone is broken You can force it but it will stay stungYou can crush it as dry as a boneYou can walk it home straight from schoolYou can kiss it, you can break all the rules But stillEverything is brokenEveryone is brokenEveryone isEveryone is brokenEveryone isEverything is broken Why can't you forget?Why can't you forget?Why can't you forget? Link to post Share on other sites
tkleist Posted January 25, 2006 Share Posted January 25, 2006 I was dressed for success,but success it never comesand I'm the only one who laughsat your jokes when they are so badand the jokes always badbut they're not as bad as this come join us in a prayerwe'll be waiting waiting whereeverything's ending here and all the sterile striking it defendsan empty dock you cast awayand rain upon your foreheadwhere the mist's for hire if it's just too clearlet's spend our last quarterstance randomlygo down to the outlet once again painted portraits of minions & slavescrotch mavens and one night playsare they the only ones who laughat the jokes when they are so badand the jokes always badbut they're not as bad as this come join us in a prayerwe'll be waiting waiting whereeverything's ending here and all the spanish candles unsoldaway have gone to thisand a "run-on piece of mount on"trembles, shivers, runs down the freewayI guess she spent her last quarter randomlyI guess a guess is the best I'll dolast time last timewas the best time...I spent randomly Link to post Share on other sites
embiggen Posted January 25, 2006 Share Posted January 25, 2006 A worried man with a worried mindNo one in front of me and nothing behindThere's a woman on my lap and she's drinking champagneGot white skin, got assassin's eyesI'm looking up into the sapphire tinted skiesI'm well dressed, waiting on the last train Standing on the gallows with my head in a nooseAny minute now I'm expecting all hell to break loose People are crazy and times are strangeI'm locked in tight, I'm out of rangeI used to care, but things have changed This place ain't doing me any goodI'm in the wrong town, I should be in HollywoodJust for a second there I thought I saw something moveGonna take dancing lessons do the jitterbug ragAin't no shortcuts, gonna dress in dragOnly a fool in here would think he's got anything to prove Lot of water under the bridge, Lot of other stuff tooDon't get up gentlemen, I'm only passing through I've been walking forty miles of bad roadIf the bible is right, the world will explodeI've been trying to get as far away from myself as I canSome things are too hot to touchThe human mind can only stand so muchYou can't win with a losing hand Feel like falling in love with the first woman I meetPutting her in a wheel barrow and wheeling her down the street I hurt easy, I just don't show itYou can hurt someone and not even know itThe next sixty seconds could be like an eternityGonna get low down, gonna fly highAll the truth in the world adds up to one big lieI'm love with a woman who don't even appeal to me Mr. Jinx and Miss Lucy, they jumped in the lakeI'm not that eager to make a mistake Link to post Share on other sites
viatroy Posted January 25, 2006 Share Posted January 25, 2006 She was a level-headed dancer on the road to alcoholAnd I was just a soldier on my way to montrealWell she pressed her chest against meAbout the time the juke box brokeYeah, she gave me a peck on the back of the neckAnd these are the words she spoke Chorus:Blow up your t.v. throw away your paperGo to the country, build you a homePlant a little garden, eat a lot of peachesTry an find jesus on your own Well, I sat there at the table and I acted real naiveFor I knew that topless lady had something up her sleeveWell, she danced around the bar room and she did the hoochy-cooYeah she sang her song all night long, tellin Link to post Share on other sites
embiggen Posted January 26, 2006 Share Posted January 26, 2006 When the spell is brokenWhen the spell is brokenHow you ever gonna keep her nowYou can't cry if you don't know howWhen the spell is brokenWhen the spell is brokenAll the joy is gone from her faceWelcome back to the human raceHow long can the flame Of love remainWhen you curse and fightAnd never see like Or hear like spokenWhen the spell is broken (Can't cry if you don't know how)(Can't cry if you don't know how)When the spell is broken (Can't cry if you don't know how)Oh when the spell is brokenAll your magic and your ways and schemesAll your lies come and tear at your dreamsWhen the spell is broken (Can't cry if you don't know how)When the spell is brokenNow you're handing her that same old lineIt's just straws in the wind this timeWhen love has died, There's none starry-eyedNo kiss, no tears, No farewell souvenirsNot even a token, when the spell is broken Don't swear your heart From the very startLove letters you wrote Are pushed back down you throatAnd leave you choking, when the spell is broken (When the spell, When the spell, When the spell is broken)When the spell is broken When the spell is broken (When the spell, When the spell, When the spell is broken)When the spell is broken When the spell is broken (Can't cry if you don't know how) Link to post Share on other sites
bobbob1313 Posted January 26, 2006 Share Posted January 26, 2006 His father was a drinkerAnd his mother cried in bedFolding John Wayne's T-shirtsWhen the swingset hit his headThe neighbors they adored himFor his humor and his conversationLook underneath the house thereFind the few living thingsRotting fast in their sleep of the deadTwenty-seven people, even moreThey were boys with their cars, summer jobsOh my God Are you one of them? He dressed up like a clown for themWith his face paint white and redAnd on his best behaviorIn a dark room on the bed he kissed them allHe'd kill ten thousand peopleWith a sleight of his handRunning far, running fast to the deadHe took of all their clothes for themHe put a cloth on their lipsQuiet hands, quiet kissOn the mouth And in my best behaviorI am really just like himLook beneath the floorboardsFor the secrets I have hid Link to post Share on other sites
GPARSUNDA Posted January 26, 2006 Share Posted January 26, 2006 Sonic Wind, honing in, on a tune that no one can hearperfect pitch, simple glitch, promises it would neverappear in the skies disguised Change in direction where birds never fly nor roamlie 'neath green valleys and wait for the call to come Firetail bats, poised to attackto set ablaze the rafters and the roofsuntil the plan leaves the handburns the site down to the groundthrough the ground Craters are carving and wounds are left to weepsink to the table filtering through the yearsclosing behind the nightmarish fears that run deepdown in green valleys wait for the call to comewhen it's all over and the empty quarterreturns to the emptiness again 5000 miles over airplane graveyardslandmass oceans wide. over continentsa sonic wind honing in on a tune no one can hearperfect pitch, simple glitch, promises...over the skies - in disguise Change in directiona sonic wind is blowingand the fire it is burningdown in green valleys where birds never fly nor roamover airplane graveyards, wait for the call to comeand the sonic wind is whistling Link to post Share on other sites
Dude Posted January 27, 2006 Share Posted January 27, 2006 My heart is always on the lineI've travelled all kinds of placesThe song is always the sameGot lonesome fuel for fire Got 45s to play at nightGot books to spend with every weekendThe stories always the sameGot lonesome fuel for fire Fuel for fireand bitter endingto a sweet sweet dayFuel for firethe sour note inside meorchestral way Fuel for fireand uncomfortable pausesbetween famous last wordsFuel for fireand missing personsin a small small world I've dugged beneath the wall of soundI ended up back where I [startedthe song is always the sameGot lonesome fuel for fire And so my heart is always on the lineI've travelled all kinds of placesThe story's always the sameGot lonesome fuel for fire Link to post Share on other sites
M. (hristine Posted January 27, 2006 Share Posted January 27, 2006 It's cold, but at least the sun is outHer breath hangs glowing in the airShe's standing at the car with the key in her handLike a sleeper coming back from somewhere All at once, the weight has liftedForgotten the weeping all last nightShe's wearing a frown borrowed from her fatherHer head is tilted a little to the right And it's just your tender blindspotNot the ruination of your soulAs long as trees are skyingTears are weeping seas to make us wholeStill you wonder why you're achingWhy you should go on, you just don't knowBut it's just your tender blindspotFrom that tender blindspot you must go The days are short and greyIt's the hardest time of yearAnd she must have missed the roadsign that said"From now on, nothing will be clear" And the whole day is clalingBut she is frozen to the groundThere's something in the silenceThere is something waiting to be found And it's just your tender blindspotNot the ruination of your soulAs long as trees are skyingTears are weeping seas to make us wholeStill you wonder why you're achingWhy you should go on, you just don't knowBut it's just your tender blindspotFrom that tender blindspot you must go And the morning dove is clingingTo the powerlines aboveAnd time is hanging fozenIn its grace and pain and loveIn its grace and pain and loveIn its grace and pain and love Link to post Share on other sites
la* Posted January 27, 2006 Share Posted January 27, 2006 you'll take advantage til you think you're being usedcos' without an enemy your anger gets confusedi got stuck on the side you know i never chosebut it's all about taking the easy way out for you i suppose there's no escape for you except in someone elsealthough you've already disappeared within yourselfthe invisible man who's always changing clothesit's all about taking the easy way out for you i suppose while i watch you making mistakes i wish you luck, i really dowith the problem, with the puzzlewhatever's left of youi heard you found another audience to borea creative thinker who imagined you were morea new body for you to push around and pose it's all about taking the easy way out for you i supposeit's all about taking the easy way out for you i suppose Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Laminated Kat Posted January 27, 2006 Share Posted January 27, 2006 you'll take advantage til you think you're being usedcos' without an enemy your anger gets confusedi got stuck on the side you know i never chosebut it's all about taking the easy way out for you i suppose there's no escape for you except in someone elsealthough you've already disappeared within yourselfthe invisible man who's always changing clothesit's all about taking the easy way out for you i suppose while i watch you making mistakes i wish you luck, i really dowith the problem, with the puzzlewhatever's left of youi heard you found another audience to borea creative thinker who imagined you were morea new body for you to push around and pose it's all about taking the easy way out for you i supposeit's all about taking the easy way out for you i suppose wow, that's quite a hefty message. Link to post Share on other sites
pnêyu Posted January 27, 2006 Share Posted January 27, 2006 You've got to know I've taken hits protecting youAnd keeping you from toppling yourselfTrust me when I tell you it's a big amount of workAnd my time is better spent on myself Leaving you with no one keeping tabsLeaving you entirely up for grabsThe world will revolve andYour sob story's growing something oldI'm not going to solve themYou're someone else's problem nowYou are someone else's problem now Everything I did for you was out of loveTake, for instance, running when you calledBut you didn't ever, given you abused your privilegesSo it shouldn't be surprising that I've stalled Leaving you with no one on your sideIt's the only thing I haven't triedThe world will revolve andYour sob story's growing something oldI'm not going to solve themYou're someone else's problem nowYou are someone else's problem nowYou are someone else's problem now Link to post Share on other sites
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