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AC/DC
_Hells Bells_ I'm a rolling thunder, a pouring rain I'm comin' on like a hurricane My lightning's flashing across the sky You're only young but you're gonna die I won't take no prisoners, won't spare no lives Nobody's putting up a fight I got my bell, I'm gonna take you to hell I'm gonna get you, Satan get you Hell's Bells Yeah, Hell's Bells You got me ringing Hell's Bells My temperature's high, Hell's Bells I'll give you black sensations up and down your spine If you're into evil you're a friend of mine See my white light flashing as I split the night 'Cause if good's on the left, then I'm stickin' to the right I won't take no prisoners, won't spare no lives Nobody's puttin' up a fight I got my bell, I'm gonna take you to hell I'm gonna get you, Satan get you Hell's Bells Yeah, Hell's Bells You got me ringing Hell's Bells My temperature's high, Hell's Bells yeow Hell's Bells, Satan's comin' to you Hell's Bells, he's ringing them now Hell's Bells, the temperature's high Hell's Bells, across the sky Hell's Bells, they're takin' you down Hell's Bells, they're draggin' you around Hell's Bells, gonna split the night Hell's Bells, there's no way to fight, yeah Ow, ow, ow, ow Hell's Bells Gustav weird ______________________________________________________________ ...after all you can chuck bones in an envelope -- remotepush "Damn it Jim, I'm a doctor not an animator!" -- Thal ...if it's that small a world, it starts to smell funny -- CayceP |
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Man in Black
Johnny Cash Well, you wonder why I always dress in black, Why you never see bright colors on my back, And why does my appearance seem to have a somber tone. Well, there's a reason for the things that I have on. I wear the black for the poor and the beaten down, Livin' in the hopeless, hungry side of town, I wear it for the prisoner who has long paid for his crime, But is there because he's a victim of the times. I wear the black for those who never read, Or listened to the words that Jesus said, About the road to happiness through love and charity, Why, you'd think He's talking straight to you and me. Well, we're doin' mighty fine, I do suppose, In our streak of lightnin' cars and fancy clothes, But just so we're reminded of the ones who are held back, Up front there ought 'a be a Man In Black. I wear it for the sick and lonely old, For the reckless ones whose bad trip left them cold, I wear the black in mournin' for the lives that could have been, Each week we lose a hundred fine young men. And, I wear it for the thousands who have died, Believen' that the Lord was on their side, I wear it for another hundred thousand who have died, Believen' that we all were on their side. Well, there's things that never will be right I know, And things need changin' everywhere you go, But 'til we start to make a move to make a few things right, You'll never see me wear a suit of white. Ah, I'd love to wear a rainbow every day, And tell the world that everything's OK, But I'll try to carry off a little darkness on my back, 'Till things are brighter, I'm the Man In Black. --- - Everything is going according to plan. - Nicks change but sig remains the same. |
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Seconds - U2
____________________________ Future First Lady of Cyberspace Green Robot World the Canadian half of Minobot! |
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By Starlight - Smashing Pumpkins
____________________________ Future First Lady of Cyberspace Green Robot World the Canadian half of Minobot! |
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Every once in a while, I have to sing this song.
This time, it's for Billy.
'Bye, Billy. As far as I'm concerned, I prefer silent vice to ostentatious virtue. -Albert Einstein |
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Ween - Mutilated Lips
I lick my brain in silence Rather squeeze my head instead Midget man provoking violence Listen not to what I said I said please calm it down Everything is turning brown Mutilated lips give a kiss on the wrist Of the worm like tips of tentacles expanding In my mind, I'm fine, accepting only fresh brine You can get another drop of this, yeah you wish... Laughing lady living lover Ooo you sassy frassy lassie Find me the skull of Haile Sellase, I... Give me shoes so I can tapsy Tap all over this big world Take my hand you ugly girl Mutilated lips give a kiss on the wrist Of the worm like tips of tentacles expanding In my mind, I'm fine, accepting only fresh brine You can get another drop of this, yeah you wish... As far as I'm concerned, I prefer silent vice to ostentatious virtue. -Albert Einstein |
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So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain. Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell? And did they get you trade your heroes for ghosts? Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cold breeze? Cold comfort for change? And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage? How I wish, how I wish you were here. We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year, running over the same old ground. What have we found? The same old fears, wish you were here. -- |
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And from that...
All My Friends - LCD Soundsystem That's how it starts. We go back to your house. We check the charts, And start to figure it out. And if it's crowded, all the better, because we know we're gonna be up late. But if you're worried about the weather then you picked the wrong place to stay. That's how it starts. And so it starts. You switch the engine on. We set controls for the heart of the sun, one of the ways we show our age. And if the sun comes up, if the sun comes up, if the sun comes up and I still don't wanna stagger home. Then it's the memory of our betters that are keeping us on our feet. You spent the first five years trying to get with the plan, and the next five years trying to be with your friends again. You're talking 45 turns just as fast as you can, yeah, I know it gets tired, but it's better when we pretend. It comes apart, the way it does in bad films. Except in parts, when the moral kicks in. Though when we're running out of the drugs and the conversation's winding away. I wouldn't trade one stupid decision for another five years of lies. You drop the first ten years just as fast as you can, and the next ten people who are trying to be polite. When you're blowing eighty-five days in the middle of France, Yeah, I know it gets tired only where are your friends tonight? And to tell the truth. Oh, this could be the last time. So here we go, like a sales force into the night And if I made a fool, if I made a fool, if I made a fool on the road, there's always this. And if I'm sewn into submission, I can still come home to this. And with a face like a dad and a laughable stand, you can sleep on the plane or review what you said. When you're drunk and the kids leave impossible tasks you think over and over, "hey, I'm finally dead." Oh, if the trip and the plan come apart in your hand, you look contorted on yourself your ridiculous prop. You forgot what you meant when you read what you said, and you always knew you were tired, but then, where are your friends tonight? Where are your friends tonight? Where are your friends tonight? If I could see all my friends tonight, If I could see all my friends tonight, If I could see all my friends tonight, If I could see all my friends tonight |
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Farewell and Goodnight - Smashing Pumpkins
____________________________ Future First Lady of Cyberspace Green Robot World the Canadian half of Minobot! |
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East Bound and Down
Jerry Reed East bound and down, loaded up and truckin' a'we gonna do what they say can't be done We've got a long way to go and a short time to get there I'm east bound just watch ol'Bandit run Keep your foot hard on the peddle...son, never mind them brakes let it all hang out cause we've got a run to make The boys are thirsty in Atlanta,and there's beer in Texarcana and we'll bring it back no matter what it takes East bound and down, loaded up and truckin' a'we gonna do what they say can't be done We've got a long way to go and a short time to get there I'm east bound just watch ol'Bandit run ...... ( banjo & guitar solo ) Old Smokey's got them ears on, he's hot on your trail and he ain't gonna rest 'till you're in jail So you gotta dodge him.... you gotta duck him You've gotta keep that diesel truckin.... just put that hammer down and give it hell East bound and down, loaded up and truckin' a'we gonna do what they say can't be done We've got a long way to go and a short time to get there I'm east bound just watch ol'Bandit run ______________________________________________________________ ...after all you can chuck bones in an envelope -- remotepush "Damn it Jim, I'm a doctor not an animator!" -- Thal ...if it's that small a world, it starts to smell funny -- CayceP |
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Waco Brothers, "Bad times are coming round again" (1995)
we all knew things had to get better if we kept acting rational and sane now i can see the clouds on the horizon bad times coming round again the sun ripens corn across the country shares are rising on the stock exchange people making hay while the sun shines cos bad times are coming round again bad times coming round bad times coming round bad times coming round again you might need a drink but you don't need a weather vane bad times coming round again black slaves shipped here in their millions worked and died til freedom was won now you look around for that freedom see it slipping down the barrel of a gun white men in grey suits lose all direction white men in hoods are back again running in the 96 election bad times coming round again bad times coming round bad times coming round bad times coming round again board up your window it might be a hurricane bad times coming round again yuppies come and gentrify your neighborhood crusties say they fight it to the end no one asks the black or the latino bad times coming round again |
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Paul Kelly - Bicentennial
A ship is sailing into harbour A party's waiting on the shore And they're running up the flag now And they want us all to cheer Charlie's head nearly reaches the ceiling But his feet don't touch the floor >From a prison issue blanket his body's swinging He won't dance any more Take me away from your dance floor Leave me out of your parade I have not the heart for dancing For dancing on his grave Hunted man out on the Barcoo Broken man on Moreton Bay Hunted man across Van Diemen's Hunted man all swept away Take me away from your dance floor Leave me out of your parade I have not the heart for dancing For dancing on his grave The Lithos School of Curiousity is now enrolling |
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Blue Oyster Cult
Flaming Telepaths Well Ive opened up my veins too many times And the poisons in my heart and in my mind Poisons in my bloodstream Poisons in my pride Im after rebellion Ill settle for lies Is it any wonder that my minds on fire Imprisoned by the thoughts of what to do Is it any wonder that my jokes an iron And the jokes on you Experiments that failed too many times Transformations that were too hard to find Poisons in my bloodstream Poisons in my pride Im after rebellion Ill settle for lies Yes I know the secrets of the iron and mind Theyre trinity acts, a mineral fire Yes I know the secrets of the circuitry mind Its a flaming wonder telepath Well Ive opened up my veins too many times And the poisons in my heart and in my mind Poisons in my bloodstream Poisons in my pride Im after rebellion Ill settle for lies Is it any wonder that my minds on fire Imprisoned by the thoughts of what to do Is it any wonder that my jokes an iron And the jokes on you |
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Podunk
Foo Fighters power is as sacred to that they never even teach only if it's black or white see the challenges open eyes are broken if you'd just consider me cut you loose, i feel like i gotta gotta go!.. find a(n) answer help yourself find a(n) answer help yourself whatever kind of phony body chewed it through the night soda is left to block away the case of broken heart spit out fast for fun for it's the only way to win take my breathe come back inside, oh i gotta gotta go! i got the answer help yourself find any answer help yourself help yourself, help yourself, help yourself.. ______________________________________________________________ ...after all you can chuck bones in an envelope -- remotepush "Damn it Jim, I'm a doctor not an animator!" -- Thal ...if it's that small a world, it starts to smell funny -- CayceP |
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Wolf City/
Amon Duul II Wolf City You are a pearl Without pity Your glory Is like ice cream Dripping on the skin of a girl And your voodoo-graph Is going to conquer the world While the greyhound Leans back in the president's chair And thousands of children On their way home Gasp for fresh air Your servants Set up a lean-horse-monument In the alley of cars A queue with no end And thousands of cows Rush into bars On a wall I see Many strange signs They say: Johnny B. Goode! |
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I am a member of the council of the naval mutiny
And no traitor to my conscience having done my sworn duty These are my last words before the scaffold and I charge you all to hear How a wretched British sailor became a citizen mutineer Pressed into service to carry powder I was loyal to the crack of the whip If I starved on the streets of Bristol, I starved worse on a British ship Red is the colour of the new republic Blue is the colour of the sea White is the colour of my innocence Not surrender to your mercy I was woken from my misery by the words of Thomas Paine On my barren soil they fell like the sweetest drops of rain Red is the colour of the new republic Blue is the colour of the sea White is the colour of my innocence Not surrender to your mercy So in the spring of the year we took the fleet Every cask and cannon and compass sheet And we flew a Jacobean flag to give us heart While Pitt stood helpless we were waiting for Bonaparte Red is the colour of the new republic Blue is the colour of the sea White is the colour of my innocence Not surrender to your mercy All you soldiers, all you sailors, all you labourers of the land All you beggars, all you builders, all you come here to watch me hang To the masters we are the rabble, we are the `swinish multitude' But we can re-arrange the colours of the red and the white and the blue Red is the colour of the new republic Blue is the colour of the sea White is the colour of my innocence Not surrender to your mercy Red is the colour of the new republic Blue is the colour of the sea White is the colour of my innocence Not surrender to your mercy The Colours - The Men They Couldn't Hang ------- Birth, School, Work, Death |
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Megadeth - Five Magics
--- Bestow upon me knowledge, Wizard all knowing all wise. I want to rule this Kingdom, Make sweet the breeze now defiled, Dethrone the evil prince’s iron fists In velvet gloves of sin, Parade the grey robed monks, The vestal virgins, wheel the wyvern’s in. Let the ceremony consecrate marriage. Let me be the protege of five magics. Give me Alchemy. Give me Wizardry. Give me Sorcery. Thermatology. Electricity. Magic if you place. Master all of these, Bring him to his knees. I master five magics. I master five magics. I master five magics. I master five magics. Possessed with hellish torment, –Possessed with hellish torment, I master magics “5". –I master magics “5". Hunting the Abyss Lord, –Hunting the Abyss Lord, Only one will stay alive. –Only one will stay alive. He who lives by the sword, –He who lives by the sword, Will surely also die. –Will surely also die. He who lives in sin, –He who lives in sin, Will surely live the lie. |
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Monster Magnet - God Says No
Fireing my friend But I come back again and again I just can't pretend One more step and I'll start to bend You try and live And God says no We go on our way Just waiting for that lucky day I tried every way Just so that God can blow me away I need some love To start the show But ask just once And God says no A lot of dust slides through my head Scary thoughts like wishing we were dead You won't get caught if you don't get queer And you'll be ready for a new frontier It's good to be bad It's the best time you'll ever have What the hell is this ultra sad Pray for your cool and work on that ass You learn too much You'll never know Just start to laugh And God says no A point of life flies through my head A scary thought like I was someone else And don't get lost now and show no fear And you'll be ready for a new frontier A lot of dust slides through my head And scary thoughts like wishing we were dead You won't get caught if you don't get queer And you'll be ready for a new frontier For a new frontier As far as I'm concerned, I prefer silent vice to ostentatious virtue. -Albert Einstein |
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