Basil II Posted January 9, 2007 Share Posted January 9, 2007 damn, i am so into this album lately.... I dropped a line, took a napI fell asleep on my backI dreamed of the tears in your eyesYour features grew like the tide I need someone and you need someone to love tonight Who needs someone?Who needs someone to pick a fight? I parked a bike down the aisleHad conversations for a whileI long for the ghost towns and JulyYour heart still belongs to the new guy I need someone and you need someone to love tonight Who needs someone?Who needs someone to pick a fight? Is what I need way too much?Too much to ask for but not enoughI know I appeared and we tiedDo you still think we wasted our lives? I need someone and you need someone to love tonight Who needs someone?Who needs someone to pick a fight? I need someone and you need someone to love tonight Who needs someone?Who needs someone to pick a fight? Just echoing kidsmoke here Bridget........"who is that?" -Robert. Link to post Share on other sites
squarewave Posted January 9, 2007 Share Posted January 9, 2007 Just echoing kidsmoke here Bridget........"who is that?"-Robert.Googling a couple lines from the lyrics bring up the Figurines...Is this right?? I am not familiar with them... Link to post Share on other sites
Analogman Posted January 11, 2007 Share Posted January 11, 2007 Took a sad song of one sweet eveningI smiled and quickly turned away.It's not easy singing sad songsbut still the easiest way I have to say.So when you look into the sunand see the things we haven't done oh was it better then to runthan to spend the summer crying.Now summer cannot come anyway. I had waited for time to change her.The only change that came was over me.She pretended not to want love I hope she was only fooling me.So when you look into the sunlook for the pleasures nearly won.Or was it better then to runthan to spend the summer singing.And summer could have come in a day. So if you hear my sad song singingremember who and what you nearly had.It's not easy singing sad songswhen you can sing the song to make me glad.So when you look into the sunand see the words you could have sung:It's not too late, only begun,we can still make summer.Yes, summer always comes anyway. So when you look into the sunand see the words you could have sung:It's not too late, only begun.Look into the sun. Link to post Share on other sites
mountain bed Posted January 15, 2007 Share Posted January 15, 2007 SleepSleep tonightAnd may your dreamsBe realizedIf the thundercloudPasses rainLet it rain Rain on him So let it beSo let it be Sleep Sleep tonightAnd may your dreamsBe realizedIf the thundercloudPasses rainSo let it rain Let it rain Rain on him Link to post Share on other sites
lizish Posted January 19, 2007 Share Posted January 19, 2007 When I joined the navy I left my mother I met a man, a man like no other Well he wore a studAnd he wore a patch And he sailed the seven seas now And he wore a Stentson hatWith he was a six-shooterAnd a BuccaneerHe was a black bearded cowboyHe told me in my ear A man of my caliber, exactly can Link to post Share on other sites
yermom Posted January 21, 2007 Share Posted January 21, 2007 Strontium-90Removed from milkAs curious an entityAs bullshit writ on silk Cancer's airborne nowDo you hear the sound?I was hanging out the washing, manAs the rain come falling down Now the grass lies snakesHas crowds of iodine and fireOn Jezebel's luminescenceI swear you are my heart's desire Bomb proof the embassyGive infanticide a cemetaryYou looked so good on the late night newsWith your curtain and your deed Yeah, I love you like a violinI'll hunt you like an amputeeBut I ain't gonna lose my skinI would love to see you again, again I... I would love to see you againI... I would love to see you again You wrote me a letterAnd this is how it went:It said, "We're backing up the supply linesThe first division's crossin' the NileThrough the rushes and up the sideAnd into the machine gun fireTell me that this is not a dreamI've become a steel springUranium tips night vision cruise misslesGonna cut the belly out of the sky I rode an AbramsWe stopped in BethlehemThey made the answers hereBut there weren't so many questions thenAnd there I shot a womanIn a headscarf with my gunShe said 'Does my bomb look big in this?Am I the only one?' I was in the blitz you knowMy heart was young and trueI had a Caesarean, but it was not any use Oh calamity! Oh the vanity!You can't ride a thunderboltYou can't claim an enemy See, there ain't nothing hereExcept a darknessI ain't gonna fail no testI gave my dowry to a finger on a switchTurn me to a fine pink mist But I ain't nothing but a stranger stillIf I'm even anyone at allBut I ain't gonna lose my skinI would love to see you again I... I would love to see you againI... I would love to see you again But that ain't gonna happen nowIt's no use to pretend How many people gonna lie?How many people gonna die?What's best for the Western and the greed?Kill 'em all? Let 'em breed?Another bomb for every atom you injureMeet the Devil with extended ring fingerSaying 'thou shalt not kill'But I'm damned if I don'tSo I'm thinking I will Yeah, Dan PearlThey cut your head off on TVBut I am not a cameraA man is not an effigyBut still all this horrorHas made a trench out of my soulI'm gonna have to fall in love with a blind girlSo she will not see the shame that I know Oh, new scarYou have raised the barGoliath rides an oil drum raftThrough a cyclone in my ear drums You don't want a tyrant, we're sureYou'd prefer civil warAnd I am gonna lose my skinAnd I ain't gonna see you again Again I... I would love to see you againI... I would love to see you again ------The Drones' Jezebel Link to post Share on other sites
Sweet Papa Crimbo Posted January 21, 2007 Share Posted January 21, 2007 Where the road is dark and the seed is sowedWhere the gun is cocked and the bullet's coldWhere the miles are marked in the blood and goldI'll meet you further on up the road Got on my dead man's suit and my smilin' skull ringMy lucky graveyard boots and song to singI got a song to sing, keep me out of the coldAnd I'll meet you further on up the road. Further on up the roadFurther on up the roadWhere the way dark and the night is coldOne sunny mornin' we'll rise I knowAnd I'll meet you further on up the road. Now I been out in the desert, just doin' my timeSearchin' through the dust, lookin' for a signIf there's a light up ahead well brother I don't knowBut I got this fever burnin' in my soulSo let's take the good times as they goAnd I'll meet you further on up the road Further on up the roadFurther on up the roadFurther on up the roadFurther on up the road One sunny mornin' we'll rise I knowAnd I'll meet you further on up the roadOne sunny mornin' we'll rise I knowAnd I'll meet you further on up the road. Link to post Share on other sites
mountain bed Posted January 21, 2007 Share Posted January 21, 2007 Please open your eyesTry to realizeI found out todayWe're going wrong Please open your mindSee what you can findI found out todayWe're going wrong We're going wrong... Link to post Share on other sites
Fritz Posted January 21, 2007 Share Posted January 21, 2007 well i felt like i was born todayso i took it upon me to go awayto gather my thoughts and go awaywhere i could (be used by) somebodynow over the hill, like always you knowwere billy and frankie and henry and joeand they beat and broke me hard and slowto prove i was nobodyand no one i was and so i remainedknocked-out in a hut, no mother, no nameand filled up my heart with one and the samethat grand dark feeling of emptinessand was it a friend that turned me looseor was it a girl come to baste my gooseor was it my great god who laid on his fingerand started my clock anewah no, it was rainah no, it was gunningit was point break and buckleand singing and cunningthat skinned me, re-skinned meand started me runningand i never looked back from then onand now i am learning bit by bitabout to make and model shitthe muddy bowl i live in itand all the mucks that tire usand im afeared if i dont havea piglet, lamb, or little calfill chop my humanness in halfand be as worm or virusbut kids ive had and they are sungupon folks ears my babes are hungrhythmically they live amongand grow but dont get oldnot in a box, not in a voidnot if their voice is never heardnor if no one repeats a wordbut if their tune is toldthen we can age and fall awayto meet again some golden dayand fill it in our happy wayin starlight and in gold Link to post Share on other sites
Analogman Posted January 21, 2007 Share Posted January 21, 2007 Who scared you? why were you born, my babe?In two-time's arms with all of your charms, my love.Why were you born? just to play with me?To freak out or to be beautiful, my dear?Load your head, blow it up, feeling good, babyLoad your head, blow it up, feeling good, baby, ahh.Well my room is so cold, you know you don't have to go, my babe.And if you warm it up right, I'm gonna love you tonight, my love.Well I'm glad that we came, I hope you're feeling the same.Who scared you and why were you born? Please stay.I see your rider, coming down the road.Got a burden, carrying a heavy load,One sack of silver and one bag of gold. Link to post Share on other sites
lizish Posted January 23, 2007 Share Posted January 23, 2007 The Broken Family Band - Walking Back To Jesus Part Two Here I go again, holding on to youI should have brought a length of ropeSo I could hang myself out to dryMy eyes are so wet We're walking back to JesusBut you know that I don't feel his love as deeply as you doHe could have saved my familyAt times I think you just forget Mother Mary will you hold my handAnd say it's alright nowFather God will you touch my headAnd say it's alright nowIf it is, if it is Your hand across my mouth could be useful nowOh, you should have got me bound and gaggedOr beaten, doped up and confusedI shouldn't say such things We both know where we're goingSo it's not like you need me to shoot my dirty mouth offIf Jesus let me down then I should take it up with him Mother Mary will you hold my handAnd say it's alright nowFather God will you touch my headAnd say it's alright nowIf it is, if it is I'm not your only sonBut I'm equal to whichever one you compare me toAnd I'm not your only sonBut I'm equal to whichever one you compare me to So here I go again and I'm holding on to youI should have brought a length of ropeSo I could hang myself out to dryMy eyes are so wet We're walking back to JesusBut you know that I don't feel his love as deeply as you doYou could have saved my familyAt times I start to think and then I just ah fuck it Mother Mary will you hold my handAnd say it's alright nowFather God will you touch my headAnd say it's alright nowIf it is, we all wanna know if it is Link to post Share on other sites
embiggen Posted January 24, 2007 Share Posted January 24, 2007 I'm a living sunset Lightning in my bones Push me to the edge But my will is stone I believe in a better way Fools will be fools And wise will be wise But i will look this world Straight in the eyes I believe in a better way What good is a man Who won't take a stand What good is a cynic With no better plan I believe in a better way Reality is sharp It cuts at me like a knife Everyone i know Is in the fight of their life I believe in a better way Take your face out of your hands And clear your eyes You have a right to your dreams And don't be denied I believe in a better way Link to post Share on other sites
Jesusetc84 Posted January 24, 2007 Share Posted January 24, 2007 You may be sweet and nice,But that wont keep you warm at nightcause Im the one who showed you howTo do the things youre doing now.He may feel all your charms.He might hold you in his arms,But Im the one who let you in.I was right beside you in the end.Once upon a time,You let me feel you deep inside,But nobody knew, nobody saw.Do you remember the way we cried? Im your toy.Im your old boy,But I dont want no oneBut you to love me.No, I wouldnt lie.You know Im not that kind of guy.Once upon a time,You let me feel you deep inside,But nobody knew, nobody saw.Do you remember the way we cried? Im your toy.Im your old boy,But I dont want no oneBut you to love me.No, I wouldnt lie.You know Im not that kind of guy. Link to post Share on other sites
mountain bed Posted January 24, 2007 Share Posted January 24, 2007 Like the dust that settles all around meI must find a new homeThe ways and holes that used to give me shelterAre all as one to me nowBut I, I would search everywhereJust to hear your callAnd walk upon stranger roads than this oneIn a world I used to know beforeI miss you more Than the sun reflecting off my pillowBringing the warmth of new lifeAnd the sound that echoes all around meI caught a glimpse of in the nightBut now, now I've lost everythingI give to you my soulAnd the meaning of all I believed beforeEscapes me in this world of none, no thing, no one And I would search everywhereJust to hear your callAnd walk upon stranger roads than this oneIn a world I used to know beforeBut now I've lost everythingI give to you my soulAnd the meaning of all I believed beforeEscapes me in this world of noneI miss you more Link to post Share on other sites
pnêyu Posted January 24, 2007 Share Posted January 24, 2007 Yesterday - well it seemed so coolWhen I walked you home, kissed goodnightI said it's love, you said all rightIt's funny how I could never cryUntil tonight and you pass byHand in hand with another guyYou're dressed to kill and guess who Link to post Share on other sites
lizish Posted January 25, 2007 Share Posted January 25, 2007 Justin Rutledge - Don Link to post Share on other sites
Jesusetc84 Posted January 26, 2007 Share Posted January 26, 2007 What else should I beAll apologiesWhat else should I sayEveryone is gayWhat else could I writeI dont have the rightWhat else should I beAll apologies In the sunIn the sun I feed as oneIn the sunIn the sunIm marriedBuried I wish I was like youEasily amusedFind my nest of saltEverything is my faultIll take all the blameAqua seafoam shameSunburn with freezerburnChoking on the ashes of her enemyAll in all we all are Link to post Share on other sites
embiggen Posted January 26, 2007 Share Posted January 26, 2007 Well I woke this morning with a pain in my neck,A pain in my heart and a pain in my chest,I went to the good doctor and the good doctor said,You gotta slow down your life or youre gonna be dead,Cut out the struggle and strife,It only complicates your life. Well I cut down women I cut out booze,I stopped ironing my shirts, cleaning my shoes,I stopped going to work, reading the news,Im sitting twiddling my thumbs cos I got nothing to do,Minimal exercise,To help uncomplicate my life,Gotta stand and face it life is so complicated,Ladi dah di dahdah, ladi dah di dah dah,Got to get away from the complicated life son,Life is overated, life is complicated,Must aleviate this, complicated life. Like old mother hubbardI got nothin in the cupboard,Got no dinner and I got no supper,Holes in my shoes I got holes in my socks,I cant go to work cos I cant get a job,The bills are rising sky high,Its such a complicated life,Gotta stand and face it,Life is so complicated. Link to post Share on other sites
lizish Posted January 26, 2007 Share Posted January 26, 2007 The Broken West Link to post Share on other sites
Sweet Papa Crimbo Posted January 28, 2007 Share Posted January 28, 2007 If it's a temporary lullwhy'm I bored right outta my skull?Man, I'm dressin' sharp an' feelin' dull Lonely, I guess that's where I'm fromIf I was from Canadathen I'd best be called lonesome And if it's just a gameThen I'll break down just in caseOh yeah, we're runnin' in our last race Well, I laughed half the way to TokyoI dreamt I was Surfer JoeAn' what that means, I don't know A dream too tired to come trueLeft a rebel without a clueAnd I'm searching for somethin' to do And if it's just a gameThen we'll hold hands just the sameSo what, we're bleeding but we ain't cut And I could purge my soul perhapsFor the imminent collapseOh yeah, I'll tell you what we could doYou be me for a whileI'll be you A dream too tired to come trueLeft a rebel without a clueWon't you tell me what I should do? And if it's just a lullwhy'm I bored right outta my skull?Oh yeah, keep me from feeling so dull And if it's just a gameThen we'll break down just in caseThen again, I'll tell you what we could doYou be me for a whileYou be me for a whileand I'll be you Link to post Share on other sites
Sweet Papa Crimbo Posted January 30, 2007 Share Posted January 30, 2007 She drew out all her money from the Southern TrustAnd put her little boy on a Greyhound BusLeaving Memphis with a guitar in his handOn a one-way ticket to the promised landHey little girl with the red dress onThere's party tonight down in Memphis downI'll be going down there if you need a rideThe man on the radio says Elvis Presley's died We drove down into Memphis, the sky was hard and blackUp over the ridge came a white CadillacThey'd drawn out all his money and they laid him in the backA woman cried from the roadside "Ah he's gone, he's gone"They found him slumped up against the drainWith a whole lot of trouble running through his veinsBye-bye JohnnyJohnny bye-byeYou didn't have to dieYou didn't have to die Link to post Share on other sites
redheadedstepchild Posted January 31, 2007 Share Posted January 31, 2007 Sometimes I'm up Sometimes I'm down Other times I'm probably found Somewhere between a pair of huge Speakers pushed by vacuum tubes Let it down Watch it go round and round Here I've found that I'm alright If you're happy and you know it Turn the volume up and blow it out If youre happy and you know it Turn the volume up and blow it out Blow it out Blow it oooout Blow it out You could be my guiding light Shining in the vinyl bright To help me find a place that's best Where I can lay my arm to rest Let it down Watch it go round and round Here the sound now I'm alright If you're happy and you know it Turn the volume up and blow it out If youre happy and you know it Turn the volume up and blow it out Blow it out Blow it out Blow it out Blow it ooooout Blow it out! Link to post Share on other sites
mountain bed Posted February 1, 2007 Share Posted February 1, 2007 Sam was lyin' in the jungleAgent Orange spread against the sky like marmaladeHendrix played on some foriegn jukeboxThey were praying to be savedThose gooks were fierce and fearlessThat's the price you pay when you invadeXmas in February Sam lost his arm in some border townHis fingers are mixed with someone's cropIf he didn't have that opium to smokeThe pain would never ever stopHalf his friends are stuffed into black bodybagsWith their names printed at the topXmas in February Sammy was a short order cookIn a short order black and blue collar townEverybody worked the steelmillBut the steelmill got closed downHe thought if he joined the ArmyHe'd have a future that was soundLike no Xmas in February Sam's staring at the Vietnam WallIt's been awhile now that he's homeHis wife and kid have left, he's unemployedHe's a reminder of the war that wasn't wonHe's the guy on the street with the sign that reads"Please help send this vet home"But he is homeAnd there's no Xmas in FebruaryNo matter how much he saves Link to post Share on other sites
Elixir Sue Posted February 1, 2007 Share Posted February 1, 2007 I should Link to post Share on other sites
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