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Originally Posted by mage
The words are so familiar-
all the same greats, the same mistakes
It doesn't have to be like this
If you don't make a friend now
One might make you
So learn
The gentle art of making enemies
Don't look so surprised
Happy birthday...fucker
Blow that candle out,
We're gonna kick you, kick you
[Don't say you're not because you are]
[Don't say you're not because you are]
[History tells us that you are]
[History tells us that you are]
And all you need is just one more excuse
You put up one hell of a fight, you put up one hell of a fight
I wanna hear you very best excuse
I never felt this much alive, I never felt this much alive
Your day has finally come-
So where the hat and do the dance
And let the suit keep wearing you.
This year you'll sit and take it
And you will like it-
It's the gentle art of making enemies
I deserve a reward
Cuz I'm the best fuck that you ever had
And if I tighten up my hole-
You may never see the light again
[There's always an easy way out]
[There's always an easy way out]
[You need something wet in your mouth]
[You need something wet in your mouth]
I never felt this much alive
Lay down the gun that defends me
Cover me with a rose instead
My eyes see the deadland that surrounds me
But I have the garden in my head...ALL IS WELL....
PSYCHOTIC WALTZ MIA ZWI MAZI SOU
wx
Between the liquor, the bed and the noise in my head
Between your mind and my crime
And me in the grime
Between the gun, the lead and the lies that I said
Through your sweet breath
Comes the dawn of my death
Touch me - Hate me
Give yourself to me and break me
Cut these eyes and I will see
Kiss these lying lips for me
Stroke this skin and I will kneel
Brutalize me I will heal
Between the bullet and my lip
And the lies you let slip
Between the dirt of this soul
And your heart that's a hole
Between the place where you hit
And this face where you spit
Through your sweet breath
Comes the dawn of my death
Bright light almost blinding, black night still there shining,
I can't stop, keep on climbing, looking for what I knew.
Had a friend, she once told me, "You got love, you ain't lonely,"
Now she's gone and left me only looking for what I knew.
Mmm, I'm telling you now, The greatest thing you ever can do now,
Is trade a smile with someone who's blue now, It's very easy just...
Met a man on the roadside crying, without a friend, there's no denying,
You're incomplete, they'll be no finding looking for what you knew.
So anytime somebody needs you, don't let them down, although it grieves you,
Some day you'll need someone like they do, looking for what you knew.
Mmm, I'm telling you now, The greatest thing you ever can do now,
Is trade a smile with someone who's blue now, It's very easy just...
Hate yourself and I will make you happy
I am not a happy boy I refuse to believe
That if I hate myself I will become happy
When the trendy believers refuse to relieve
Relieve me of their lies
They say hate yourself and I will make you happy
I am not a happy boy I refuse to believe
That if I hate myself I will become happy
When the trendy believers refuse to relieve
Hate yourself you are not good enough
Hate yourself they have told you before
Hate yourself there is always someone better
Hate yourself they fight an anorexic war
Hate yourself you deserve to die
Hate yourself they have told you before
Hate yourself you are too weak
Hate yourself they fight an anorexic war
Hate yourself you deserve to die and
Hate yourself they have told you before
Hate yourself you are too weak and
Hate yourself they fight an anorexic war
Hate yourself nobody loves you
Hate yourself they have told you before
Hate yourself you are left alone
Hate yourself they fight an anorexic war
I say hate yourself like Kate Moss
Hate yourself they fight an anorexic war
Hate yourself like an xxx actor
Hate yourself you can take some more
Hate yourself with a touch of glamour
Hate yourself and smile at the anorexic war
Hate yourself suffering is sexy
Hate yourself you're their corporate whore
Hate yourself suffering is sexy
Hate yourself you're their corporate whore
Hate yourself like everybody else
Hate yourself they have told you before
Hate yourself money ain't enough
Hate yourself you want some more
Hate yourself continents are starving
Hate yourself you fight their anorexic war
Hate yourself like a pornographer
Hate yourself like I do
No way to improve
No way to do it better
Just suffer suffer suffer!
Suffer! Suffer! Suffer! Suffer!
Lake Of Tears - Pagan Wish
Wish I could split the night in two
Wish I could, what I would do to you
Wish I could hold the nights apart
Oh, to you I give the sun, my heart
I'll be the cyclone how it strays
I'll be the moon escaping there
I'll be your cancer now, the sun that eats away
Wish I could be the waking sun
Just for once I'd be the brightest one
Wish I could find you where you hide
Like the sun I'd be the tide that swallows tide
I'll be the cyclone how it strays
I'll be the moon escaping there
I'll be your cancer now, the sun that eats away
We used to climb the highest peaks
Used to lay there in the breeze
Then you turned around to run
So now I'm gone
I'll be the cyclone how it strays
I'll be the moon escaping there
I'll be your cancer now, the sun that eats away
THE DAY I TRIED TO LIVE
I woke the same as any other day
Except a voice was in my head
It said seize the day, pull the trigger
Drop the blade, and watch the rolling heads
The day I tried to live
I stole a thousand beggar's change
And gave it to the rich
The day I tried to win
I dangled from the power lines
And let the martyrs stretch
Singing
One more time around might do it
One more time around might make it
One more time around might do it
One more time around
The day I tried to live
Words you say never seem
To live up to the ones inside your head
The lives we make never seem
To ever get us anywhere but dead
The day I tried to live
I wallowed in the blood and mud with
All the other pigs
I woke the same as any other day you know
I should have stayed in bed
The day I tried to win
I wallowed in the blood and mud with
All the other pigs
And I learned that I was a liar
Just like you
Today I stopped and stared,
I realised I just don't care,
A chasm black and wide,
Between me and mankind.
I've walked this earth 1000 years,
Seen the pain and the tears,
An outcast all alone,
Take me back beyond the sun....
.
All the streets are crammed with things
eager to be held
I know what hands are for
and I'd like to help myself
you ask me the time
but I sense something more
and I would like to give you
what I think you're asking for
you handsome devil
you handsome devil
Let me get my hands
on your mammary glands
and let me get your head
on the conjugal bed
I say, I say, I say
I crack the whip
and you skip
but you deserve it
you deserve it, deserve it, deserve it
A boy in the bush
is worth two in the hand
I think I can help you get through your exams
oh you handsome devil
Let me get my hands
on your mammary glands
and let me get your head
on the conjugal bed
I say, I say, I say
I crack the whip
and you skip
but you deserve it
you deserve it, deserve it, deserve it
And when we're in your scholarly room
who will swallow whom?
and when we're in your scholarly room
who will swallow whom?
you handsome devil
Let me get my hands
on your mammary glands
and let me get your head
on the conjugal bed
I say, I say, I say
There's more to life than books you know
but not much more
Γεια σας.
Ήρθα για να σας δείξω ο ίδιος την Οδό Ονείρων. Δεν ξεχωρίζει. Είναι ένας δρόμος σαν όλους τους άλλους δρόμους της Αθήνας. Είναι, ας πούμε, ο δρόμος που κατοικούμε. Μικρός, ασήμαντος, λυπημένος, τυραννικός, μα κι απέραντα ευγενικός. Έχει πολύ χώμα, πολλά παιδιά, πολλές μητέρες, πολλές ελπίδες και πολλή σιωπή. Κι όλα σκεπασμένα από ένα τρυφερό, μα κι αβάσταχτο ουρανό.
Εδώ, σ’ αυτό το δρόμο γεννιούνται και πεθαίνουν τα όνειρα τόσων παιδιών, ίσαμε τη στιγμή που η αναπνοή τους θα ενωθεί με τ’ ανοιξιάτικο αεράκι του επιταφίου και θα χαθεί.
Όμως τη νύχτα δεν τους πιάνει ο ύπνος κι όταν δεν ονειρεύονται, τραγουδούν.
Κάθε κήπος έχει μια φωλιά για τα πουλιά
Κάθε δρόμος έχει μια καρδιά για τα παιδιά
Μα κυρά μου εσύ, σαν τι να λες με την αυγή
και κοιτάς τ’ αστέρια που όλο πέφτουν σα βροχή
Δώς μου τα μαλλιά σου να τα κάνω προσευχή
για να ξαναρχίσω το τραγούδι απ’ την αρχή
Κάθε σπίτι κρύβει λίγη αγάπη στη σιωπή
μα ένα αγόρι έχει την αγάπη για ντροπή
I was thinking about thinking
but it really didn't get me very far,
so I thought I'd throw a Tarot,
but I only got the Priestess and the Star.
There's a shadow cast between the future and the past;
the room and I agree to buy some time....
The cards don't tell truth nor lies,
only options and cusp lines:
the furniture in the black room.
I've been thinking about acid,
but, it seems, there's not a reason to believe.
I don't make a vital breakthrough
and it walks me like a dog upon a lead.
It's all unreal and, the way I feel,
I'd like to try and make it on my own....
Going to the feelies is fine:
I really have me a good pleasure cruise.
But, deep in my mind,
I'm no better or worse, just open to the walls.
Paint peels in the black of my room.
I'm only talking about myself, ordering the treasure shelf,
documenting these present feelings as the future sets me reeling....
What I'll be is what I am,
I'm simply trying not to sham or fake.
Use vision as sense and not as crutch!
It doesn't matter all that much;
whatever happens we'll all survive,
I'm only trying not to pawn my life.
When I'm (maybe) old and strait-laced,
shall I then deny all that I feel?
In words of bitter compromise,
re-smelt the wrath that's in my eyes like steel?
Be a hermit then?
Or be a miser?
Be a man who hasn't managed yet to write his rules?
The Fool?
The future holds my hand in the room....
Well, then, my ghosts shall steer down through the years
and lay a hand upon my soul
like ice.
So: onto the familiar top steps!
In cloud-scud moonlight glow
the Tower reels.
I, the blind man,
feeling for a path I know...
don't you know that I'm only feeling for how to feel?
Rats run.
Snakes coil.
Fathers
stare out at the whispering night;
rub mud on their arms.
Spiders.
Mud boils.
Children
whimper in the human vortex;
faces glow of worms.
THUNDER
Silence.
Omens....
I think it's coming,
all signs are very near, all signs are that
pain shall come
and change shall run
down through my heart
and shake my knees
and now it is coming,
all around is the humming
of the World.
Too late, with my balance gone,
dead-eyed doll,
I'm falling, falling
back to where I began....
I'm feeling like a kid again,
I'm feeling like I just walked in the door,
and with my head on fire
I wrote this song - I don't know who it's for.
Hands held fast in camera,
I'll swear I heard the Stammerer exclaim:
"I am a traveller, unraveller,
I only live through pain, and shame, and change!"
In my room, the secret tomb, I can see
future forms, space/time storms:
they're all me,
and I've only got to choose!
In my head I am dead if I fall
in the trap,
the subtle lap,
safety's pall....
but I'm living while I choose....
Η ΛΕΡΟΣ
ΚΑΠΟΥ ΥΠΑΡΧΕΙ Η ΚΟΛΑΣΗ
ΤΟ ΟΝΟΜΑ ΤΗΣ ΕΙΝΑΙ ΛΕΡΟΣ
ΕΚΕΙ ΕΞΟΝΤΩΝΟΥΝ ΑΝΘΡΩΠΟΥΣ
ΣΤΟ ΟΝΟΜΑ ΤΗΣ ΕΠΙΣΤΗΜΗΣ
ΤΑ ΗΛΕΚΤΡΟΣΟΚ ΚΑΙ ΤΑ ΔΕΣΜΑ
ΚΑΙ Η ΑΠΑΝΘΡΩΠΙΑ ΤΟΥΣ
ΨΥΧΙΑΤΡΟΙ ΔΕΣΜΟΦΥΛΑΚΕΣ
ΝΕΚΡΟΙ ΑΝΘΡΩΠΟΙ ΣΤΑ ΚΕΛΙΑ ΤΟΥΣ
Η ΛΕΡΟΣ ΕΙΝΑΙ Η ΚΟΛΑΣΗ
ΤΟ ΔΑΦΝΙ Η ΣΤΑΥΡΟΥΠΟΛΗ
ΑΝΤΙΡΡΗΣΗ ΣΤΟ ΚΑΘΕΣΤΩΣ
Η ΑΠΑΝΤΗΣΗ ΣΤΗΝ ΤΑΞΗ
ΕΠΙΣΤΗΜΟΝΙΚΟΙ ΣΩΦΡΟΝΙΣΜΟΙ
ΜΙΑΣ ΚΟΙΝΩΝΙΑΣ ΦΥΛΑΚΗΣ
ΤΑ ΨΥΧΟΛΟΓΙΚΑ ΠΡΟΒΛΗΜΑΤΑ
ΤΑ ΛΥΝΟΥΝ ΜΕ ΤΗΝ ΒΙΑ
ΣΤΑ ΕΠΙΚΙΝΔΥΝΑ ΤΑ ΑΤΟΜΑ
ΓΙΑ ΤΗΝ ΙΣΟΡΡΟΠΙΑ
Η ΜΟΝΗ ΕΠΙΣΤΗΜΟΝΙΚΗ ΑΠΑΝΤΗΣΗ
ΕΙΝΑΙ ΤΑ ΨΥΧΙΑΤΡΕΙΑ
ΜΑΥΡΑ ΚΕΛΙΑ ΣΤΙΓΜΑΤΙΣΜΕΝΑ
ΜΕ ΔΑΝΤΙΚΕΣ ΦΙΓΟΥΡΕΣ ΞΕΧΑΣΜΕΝΕΣ
ΜΑΤΙΑ ΡΙΓΜΕΝΑ ΣΤΟ ΚΕΝΟ
ΤΟ ΜΙΣΟΣ Ο ΠΟΝΟΣ Η ΕΛΛΕΙΨΗ
ΧΩΡΙΣ ΕΛΠΙΔΑ ΓΙΑ ΖΩΗ
ΕΓΚΛΩΒΙΣΜΕΝΟΙ ΣΤΗΝ ΚΟΛΑΣΗ
ΕΠΙΚΑΛΟΥΝΤΑΙ ΤΟ ΘΑΝΑΤΟ
ΔΕΝ ΥΠΑΡΧΕΙ ΜΕΛΛΟΝ
i will light the match this mornin', so i won't be alone
watch as she lies silent, for soon light will be gone
i will stand arms outstretched, pretend i'm free to roam
i will make my way, through, one more day in hell...
how much difference does it make
how much difference does it make...
i will hold the candle till it burns up my arm
i'll keep takin' punches until their will grows tired
i will stare the sun down until my eyes go blind
hey i won't change direction, and i won't change my mind
how much difference does it make
how much difference does it make..
how much difference...
i'll swallow poison, until i grow immune
i will scream my lungs out till it fills this room
how much difference
how much difference
how much difference does it make
how much difference does it make...
:pink:
on topic:
I'm ahead. I'm a man.
I'm the first mammal to wear pants.
I am at peace with my lust.
I can kill cause in god I trust.
It's evolution baby.
I'm a piece of the man.
I buy stocks on the day of the crash.
On the loose. I'm a truck.
All the rolling hills I'll flatten 'em out.
It's herd behavior. Uh huh.
It's evolution baby.
Admire me, admire my home, admire my son, he's my clone.
This land is mine, this land is free, I'll do what I want, yet irresponsibly.
It's evolution baby.
I'm a thief. I'm a liar.
There's my church I sing in the choir.
Hall-le-lu-jah.
Admire me, admire my home, admire my song, admire my clothes.
Consider, appetite for nightly feasts.
Those ignorant Indians got nothing on me.
Nothing. Why? Because, it's evolution baby.
I am ahead, I am advanced, I am the first mammal to make plans.
I crawled the earth, but now I'm higher.
2010 watch it go to fire.
It's evolution baby.
I do the evolution.
The President's Penis is Missing
(NEWS FLASH!!!) (scene: the press corps have descended upon the White House, a spokesperson begins to speak:)
“They looked in the White House and Capitol Hill
They looked everywhere for Buffalo Bill
We called every scholar, reporter, and genius
Has anyone seen the President’s penis?”
“It ain’t in the Congress or Judiciary
It ain’t in the Smithsonian or that big ole library
an astronomer claims it was sighted on Venus
Has anyone seen the President’s penis?”
(now the entire press corp. erupts in song:)
“THE PRESIDENT’S PENIS IS MISSING OLE’!!!
WE SEARCHED HIGH AND LOW, EVERY NIGHT EVERYDAY
LORD, WON’T YOU COME DOWN AND REDEEM US
HAS ANYONE SEEN THE PRESIDENT’S PENIS?”
(at this point, legendary news man Walter Cronkite returns from the moon to add his commentary:)
“Now Presidents have goofed up in all kinds of ways
in the 80’s we elected one missing his brain
George Washington caught a cold he couldn’t explain
and we all know the truth about Thomas Jefferson’s name”
(suddenly William Randolph Hurst rises from the grave and bellows out in an Orson Welles type voice:)
“Franklin D. Roosevelt wasn’t no square
with that raging Woodrow in his wheelchair
and all the lesbians snickered that Elenor didn’t care
and John Kennedy’s penis was seen everywhere”
(once again everyone breaks out in gleeful song:)
“THE PRESIDENT’S PENIS IS MISSING OLE’!!!
WE SEARCHED HIGH AND LOW EVERY NIGHT EVERY DAY
LORD WON’T YOU COME DOWN AND REDEEM US
HAS ANYONE SEEN THE PRESIDENT’S PENIS?”
(the scene shifts to Sen. John Glenn, wandering pensively, somewhere in space:)
“Them outer space people would laugh if they’d seen us
all this talk about cum-stains and oral coitus
meanwhile the whole world suffers from hunger and meanness
but we’re more concerned with the President’s penis”
And if the snow buries my...
My neighborhood
And if my parents are crying,
Then I'll dig a tunnel from my window to yours
Yeah, a tunnel from my window to yours
You climb out the chinmey
And meet me in the middle
The middle of the town
And since there's no one else around,
We let our hair grow long and forget all we used to know
Then our skin gets thicker from living out in the cold
You change all the lead sleeping in my head
As the day grows dim, I hear you sing a golden hymn...
Then, we tried to name our babies
But we forgot all the names that,
The names we used to know
But sometimes,
We remember our bedrooms and our parent's bedrooms and the bedrooms of our friends
Then we think of our parents...
Well, whatever happened to them?!
You change all the lead sleeping in my head to gold
As the day grows dim, I hear you sing a golden hymn
It's the song I've been trying to sing...
Purify the colors, purify my mind
Purify the colors, purify my mind
And spread the ashes of the colors over this heart of mine!
ta spaw.
epic
:worship: ποιοί είναι;Quote:
Originally Posted by the_good_son
Κι έλεγα να παω διακοπές....
looking through the window i seem to recognize all the people passing by. but iam alone and far from home. and nobody knows me.
:oh:
Mentally Blind
You see your vision and no one else's
Your every word filled with sarcasm
Crucify people with invisible knowledge
Verbal destruction with each compulsion
We will see where you go
The future for you is nowhere
Every minute a cliche of your kind
Too much to say from a person with no respect
Your accusations you will regret
From the mentally blind come ideas that are poison
Take away the power, a shallow person you will find.
What would you do without your pathetic narrow-minded approach to life,
that reflects your lack of abilities
Your opinions are self-destructive
Despair is your gain, delight is corruption
Destined to fall prey to your stories,
creating problems for your consumption
We will see where you go
The future for you is nowhere
Every minute a cliche of your kind
Too much to say from a person with no respect
Your accusations you will regret
From the mentally blind come ideas that are poison
Take away the power, a shallow person you will find.
stressQuote:
Originally Posted by Candiru
Genesis - The Knife
Tell me my life is about to begin
Tell me that I'm a hero
Promise me all of your violent dreams
Light up your body with anger
Now, in this ugly world
It is time to destroy all this evil
Now, when I give a word
Are you ready to fight for your freedom ?
NOW
Stand up and fight, for you know we are right
We must strike at the lies, that have spread like disease through our minds
Soon we'll have power, every soldier will rest
And we'll spread out our kindness to all who our love now deserve
Some of you are going to die
Martyrs of course to the freedom that I shall provide
I'll give you the names of those you must kill
All must die with their children
Carry their heads to the palace of old
Hang them, hang them, let the blood flow
Now, in this ugly world
Breaking the chains around us
Now, the crusade has begun
Give us a land fit for heroes
NOW
Stand up and fight, for you know we are right
We must strike at the lies, that have spread like disease through our minds
Soon we'll have power, every soldier will rest
And we'll spread out our kindness to all who our love now deserve
We are only wanting freedom ?
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Remember The Fallen (Sodom)
Honour the fallen heroes
See their last resting place
Perished in the battle of nations
Where they found eternal peace
Do you know the use of their decorations?
Awarded for patriotism
They left their life in fire
But don't know even why
Remember the fallen
Remember the fallen
To the command of despotic dictators
They marched to fight in a senseless war
Most of them were just puppets and children
The battle was lost before it began
Brotherly in heart and hand
Know that they never come back
With combined effort
And the believe in god
Their duty only as cannon fodder
Kamikaze as living bombs
Driven into the open knife
Deceitful and malicious
Remember the fallen
Remember the fallen
Their tormented souls will never rest
To pay us back for their innocent death
No quarter shed our proud blood
Retaliation on the warpath
And it's been awhile
Since I could hold my head up high
And it's been awhile
Since I first saw you
And it's been awhile
Since I could stand on my own two feet again
And it's been awhile
Since I could call you
And everything I can't remember
As fucked up as it all may seem
The consequences that I've rendered
I've stretched myself beyond my means
And it's been awhile
Since I can say that I wasn't addicted
And it's been awhile
Since I can say I love myself as well
And it's been awhile
Since I've gone and fucked things up just like I always do
And it's been awhile
But all that shit seems to disappear when I'm with you
And everything I can't remember
As fucked up as it all may seem
The consequences that I've rendered
I've gone and fucked things up again
Why must I feel this way?
Just make this go away
Just one more peaceful day!
And it's been awhile
Since I could look at myself straight
And it's been awhile
Since I said I'm sorry
And it's been awhile
Since I've seen the way the candle lights your face
And it's been awhile
But I can still remember just the way you taste
And everything I can't remember
As fucked up as it all may seem to be I know it's me
I cannot blame this on my father
He did the best he could for me
And it's been awhile
Since I could hold my head up high
And it's been awhile
Since I said I'm sorry
staind - its been a while
Κοιμάμαι, μα δεν κοιμάμαι καλά
γιατί όταν πάω χαμηλά
σε στέλνω τόσο ψηλά
που δε με βλέπεις αλλά…
Θυμάμαι, εγώ θυμάμαι πολλά
γι’ αυτό δε νοιώθω καλά
και μη μιλάς για τα παλιά,
γιατί σε ξέρω καλά.
Δεν θέλουμε άνισο παιχνίδι γιατί
έτσι απλά νοιώθουμε πιο δυνατοί
εγώ είχα τα κλειδιά απ’ αυτό το μαγαζί
τώρα σας τα πετάω μαζευτείτε όλοι μαζί.
Και κάντε τα κουμάντα σας κι ότι είναι ας φανεί
απ’ αυτή τη μεγάλη τη hip hop τη σκηνή
που όπως λέτε δε βοήθησα ποτέ κανέναν
τραβιέμαι απ’ έξω πάω πιο κεί πρίν σιχαθώ κι εμένα.
Και χάρισμά σας η δόξα και τα φράγκα
μα γελιέσαι αν νομίζεις πως σε κάνουν τούτα μάγκα.
Μάγκα σε κάνουν όσα ζείς κι όχι όσα λες
μάγκας είσαι όταν σέβεσαι λίγο και το χθές.
Μα τί σου λέω εσύ είσαι αλλού τώρα είσαι εντάξει
τη μαλακία που σε δέρνει ίσως έβαλες σε τάξη
κι όσες θα κάνεις από δω και πέρα
θα ’ναι μεγαλύτερες ρε μέρα με τη μέρα.
Έτσι είναι η μόδα να ’χεις εξέλιξη πρίν νοιώσεις
να ’σαι έτοιμος πάντα να πουλήσεις να προδώσεις
και ό,τι ζητάει η εποχή να δώσεις
ίσως να ’σαι ο τυχερός εσύ και να γλυτώσεις.
Εμείς εδώ low bap αγκαλιά με τη φωτιά
χαρισμά σας τα λεφτά χαρισμά σας κι η πρωτιά
για όποιον αντέχει η μαγκιά φαίνεται με μια ματιά
και πρόσεχε τι λες δεν παίζουνε μ’ αυτά.
Γιατί θυμάμαι, θυμάμαι πολλά
γι’ αυτό δε νοιώθω καλά
γιατί σε ξέρω καλά.
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Originally Posted by UmbilicalResidue
I'm through with standing in line
to clubs we'll never get in
It's like the bottom of the ninth
and I'm never gonna win
This life hasn't turned out
quite the way I want it to be
I want a brand new house
on an episode of Cribs
And a bathroom I can play baseball in
And a king size tub big enough
for ten plus me
I'll need a credit card that's got no limit
And a big black jet with a bedroom in it
Gonna join the mile high club
At thirty-seven thousand feet
I want a new tour bus full of old guitars
My own star on Hollywood Boulevard
Somewhere between Cher and
James Dean is fine for me
I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame
I'd even cut my hair and change my name
'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars
And live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap
We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat
And we'll hang out in the coolest bars
In the VIP with the movie stars
Every good gold digger's
Gonna wind up there
Every Playboy bunny
With her bleach blond hair
Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar
Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar
I wanna be great like Elvis without the tassels
Hire eight body guards that love to beat up assholes
Sign a couple autographs
So I can eat my meals for free
I think I'm gonna dress my ass
with the latest fashion
Get a front door key to the Playboy mansion
Gonna date a centerfold that loves to
blow my money for me
I'm gonna trade this life
For fortune and fame
I'd even cut my hair
And change my name
'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars
And live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap
We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat
And we'll hang out in the coolest bars
In the VIP with the movie stars
Every good gold digger's
Gonna wind up there
Every Playboy bunny
With her bleach blond hair
And we'll hide out in the private rooms
With the latest dictionary and
today's who's who
They'll get you anything
with that evil smile
Everybody's got a
drug dealer on speed dial
Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar
Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar
I'm gonna sing those songs
that offend the censors
Gonna pop my pills
from a pez dispenser
When they ask why I drink all day
I'll say because I can
I'll get washed-up singers writing all my songs
Lip sync em every night so I don't get 'em wrong
Then listen to the fans tell me how damn good I am
I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame
I'd even cut my hair and change my name
Praise The Lord /Opium Of The Masses (Dying Fetus)
One by one, the young will fall, indoctrinating process growing.
Some too weak to fight at all, who controls their future?
God above, or God below, questions no one can answer.
Live the truth, or die to know, it's my agnostic vision.
Jews killing Muslims, and Christians killing Jews.
The circle is unending, and all sides always lose.
If faith is blind devotion, then death is the result.
When history is rotten, the young young and pure grow dead and cold.
I don't need a book for saving, fellowship or days of praying.
Organizing means dilution, and results in persecution.
Through it all I keep a vision, understand what I believe in.
Truth is not the faith you follow, it’s far more than you can ever know.
Religion, the burden we carry forth.
Mankind, addicted--the drug spreads on.
Paranoia eats all reason, driving their crusading mission.
Zealotry from Rome to Mecca, millions more become infected.
God cannot be mass-projected, or beaten out through forced confessions.
It’s for all of us to ponder, not for dogma’s chains to hold us down.
Wake up, and put the past where it belongs.
Just beat them back till they are gone, ‘cause their doctrines lead to misery.
They’re prophets preaching fantasy, how can they hold themselves
above the rest?
From holy birth to martyr’s death, the moral quest for life beyond.
It’s just a pipe dream for the paranoid, the empty words of holy books
will mislead all those that read.
Buried in the lines of text are the myths that feed their needs.
Born from flesh, just like all earth down below,
which came from a life form we can never know (in our present context).
Pray for a world that only God above can save?
The church is the reason why they’ve lost their way.
Crusades and Inquisitions, holy wars, Jihad,
they are the willing victims of a grand facade.
Above it all, the lies are told. The masses follow without question.
First to die, or last to go, I know my convictions.
Flesh and blood, and spirit life, the trinity of my perception.
Dead awake, or sleeping dead, we will find out in the end.
Stormwitch - Ravenlord
Grey morning, dawn won the fight
Daylight drives away the night
Fog's rising out in the fields
The birth of winter is in sight
Dark shadows fall from the sky
They alight on gallows tree
Black feathers, amber beaks
Waiting for their Deity
Leaves are spinning 'round
Lost and never found
When the King takes the Crown
Can you feel
The autumn wind blowing
Ravenlord is coming to stay
Can you hear
The passing bell tolling
Ravenlord - takes you far away
Sharp talons, pinions of ice
They obscure the new-born day
Hot breathing freezes to snow
Piercing caws lead you astray
Leaves are spinning 'round
Lost and never found
When the King takes the Crown
Can you feel
The autumn wind blowing
Ravenlord is coming to stay
Can you hear
The passing bell tolling
Ravenlord - takes you far away
STRESS ANIDEEQuote:
Originally Posted by Candiru
Empty spaces - what are we living for
Abandoned places - I guess we know the score
On and on, does anybody know what we are looking for...
Another hero, another mindless crime
Behind the curtain, in the pantomime
Hold the line, does anybody want to take it anymore
The show must go on,
The show must go on
Inside my heart is breaking
My make-up may be flaking
But my smile still stays on.
Whatever happens, I'll leave it all to chance
Another heartache, another failed romance
On and on, does anybody know what we are living for?
I guess I'm learning, I must be warmer now
I'll soon be turning, round the corner now
Outside the dawn is breaking
But inside in the dark I'm aching to be free
The show must go on
The show must go on
Inside my heart is breaking
My make-up may be flaking
But my smile still stays on
My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies
Fairytales of yesterday will grow but never die
I can fly - my friends
The show must go on
The show must go on
I'll face it with a grin
I'm never giving in
On - with the show -
I'll top the bill, I'll overkill
I have to find the will to carry on
On with the -
On with the show -
The show must go on...
:cry: :cry:
Έτσι.Quote:
Originally Posted by freak brother
to prwto psychotic waltz exei xalara tous kaluterous stixous pou exw akousei
eimai periergos na dw poios tha sou thn pei prwtos
A say's he's glad to be here
B's chasing storms in the lightning state
Where everyday above ground is a good day
And life is great
A's got cocaine body
B's got a benylin brain
A knows he's gonna be some body
B don't believe in fame
And all
Our time
Slips away
And all
Our time
Slips away
A's got a girl for each season
B's got a mail order bride
A knows he's headed for salvation
B's afraid to die
If hell is in the detail
Babe I'm a microscope
I know i'll live to see you swinging
Given enough rope
And all
Our time
Slips away
And all
Our time
Slips away
A's growing tired of conversation
He's ready for his final scene
B's whistling hotel california
And still living out the dream
Here we are together
Let's roll the dice just one more time
Odd number says we walk away now
Even says we die...don't wanna die
And all
Our time
Slips away
And all
Our time
Slips away
Hush; may I ask you all for silence?
The dreamer is still asleep
May the goddess keep us from single vision
And Newton's sleep
The dreamer is still asleep
The dreamer is still asleep
He's inventing landscapes in their magnetic field
Working out a means of escape
We'll cut across the crop circles
The seer says no
Not much time left for these escape attempts
Look at it this way
In ten years' time
Who'll care? Who'll even remember?
One dies like that, deep within it
Almost inside it
It's there for a reason
I'll give you my old address
And take that little book
To tear and cut the paper
The beginning is also the end
Time defines it, time defines it
It will end
Like close friendship
Nothing could be further
We forget the space between people and things
Is empty
We forget, and don't notice the loss
Crossing into venerable degeneration
Such radiant pollution
The god with the silver hand surveys this vast contamination
The dreamer is still dreaming
The dreamer is still dreaming
In the heart of your heart
Your eye remains
Is that hurt you? Is that blister you call loveless?
Your whole life is a cold slow shock
Your whole life is a cold slow shock
Take all your time
Track the shabby shadow down
Through hissy mists of history
The dreamer is still dreaming
The dreamer is still dreaming
Hush; may I ask you all for silence?
Will he wake in time to catch the sunset?
Hush; may I ask you all for silent?
May I ask you all for silent?
