The Random Lyrics Thread!

I'm no King Kong, I might be hairy but not very strong. I've always told her she can lean on my shoulder for life, for life, for life, for LIIIIIFFFEEE!!!

 

Nichts ist fŸr dich, nichts war fŸr dich, nichts bleibt fŸr dich, fŸr immer

 

give it away, give it away, give it away now

 

I never liked this apple much
It always seemed too big to touch
I can't remember how I found
My way before she came around

I tell everyone
I smile just because
I've got a city love
I found it in Lydia
And I can't remember life before her name

She keeps a toothbrush at my place
As if I had the extra space
She steals my clothes to wear to work
I know - her hairs are on my shirts

I tell everyone
I smile just because
I've got a city love
I found it in Lydia
And I can't remember life before
The day
She called up and came to me
Covered in rain
And dinnertime shadowing
And as her clothes spun, we spooned
And I knew I was through
When I said "I love you"

Friday evening, we've been drinking
2 AM, I swear I might propose
but we close the tab
split a cab
and call each other up when we get home
falling asleep to the sound
of sirens

I've got a city love
I found it in Lydia

From the battery
To the gallery
It's the kind of thing you only see
In scented, glossy magazines

And I can't remember life before her name

 

yooooooooou've got a nerve to be asking a favor, yooooou've got a nerve to be calling my number im sure, we've been through this before...

 

I'm going down... down down down down....

 

i COULD have told you all that i love ya...

 

You're livin' a dream, wo you on top, my mind is achin', lord it won't stop, that's how it happens livin' life by the drop.

 

I used to love her
but i had to kill her
i used to love her
but i had to kill her
i had to put her
six feet under
and i can still hear her complain

 

When the men on the chessboard
Get up and tell you where to go
And you've just had some kind of mushroom
And your mind is moving low
Go ask Alice
I think she'll know

 

311-Amber

Brainstorm, take me away from the norm
I got to tell you something
This phenomenon, I had to put it in a song
And it goes like

Whoa, amber is the color of your energy
Whoa, shades of gold displayed naturally
You ought to know what brings me here
You glide through my head blind to fear
And I know why

Whoa, amber is the color of your energy
Whoa, shades of gold displayed naturally
You ought to know what brings me here
You glide through my head blind to fear
And I know why
You live too far away
Your voice rings like a bell anyway
Don't give up your independence
Unless it feels so right
Nothing good comes easily
Sometimes you gotta fight

Whoa, amber is the color of your energy
Whoa, shades of gold displayed naturally
You ought to know what brings me here
You glide through my head blind to fear
And I know why
Launched a thousand ships in my heart
So easy, still it's fine from afar
And you know that
Whoa, brainstorm take me away from the norm
Whoa, I got to tell you something

 

holy monkeys, check out what number my post was!

crazy!

 

spooky...


i've got a mind, i've got half a mind, to shut down the whole system at the spine with fishing line...

 

i've got a little bird, gonna take her home, put her in a cage, disconnect the phone...

 

I'm sick and tired of hearing things
From uptight, short-sighted, narrow-minded hypocritics
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth

 

Lies and betrayles,
fruit covered nails,
electricty and lust...

 

So fucking what!

Well I've been to Hastings
And I've been to Brighton
I've been to Eastbourne too
So what, so what

Well I've been here
And I've been there
And I've been every fucking where
So what, so what

So what, so what you boring little ****
Well who cares, who cares what you do
Who cares, who cares about you
You, you, you

Well I've sucked sweets
And I've sucked rock
And I've even sucked an old man's cock
So what, so what

Well I've fucked a sheep
And I've fucked a goat
I've had my cock right down its throat
So what, so what
So what, so what you boring little ****
Well who cares, who cares what you do
Who cares, who cares about you
You, you, you, you

Well I've drunk that
And I've drunk this
And I've spewed up on a pint of piss
So what, so what

And I've had scag
I've had speed
I've jacked up until I bleed
So what, so what
So what, so what you boring little ****
Well who cares, who cares what you do
Who cares, who cares about you
You, you, you, you

Well I've had crabs
And I've had lice
And I've had the pox and that ain't nice
So what, so what

Well I've fucked this
And I've fucked that
And I've even fucked a schoolgirl's crack
So what, so what
So what, so what you boring little ****
Who cares, who cares about you
Who cares, who cares about you
You, you, you, you....

 

oh and this lyric means so much to me

I’m ripe with things to say, the words rot and fall away
If a stupid poem could fix this home, I’d read it every day

blink 182 are so rad

 

have mercy on me...i've got...girl trouble up my ass...

 

when I showed up and he was there
I tried my best to grin and bear
and took the stairs
but didn't stop at the street
and as we speak I'm going down

cause she spread her love
and burned me up
I can't let go
I can't get out
I've said enough
enough by now
I can't let go
I can't get out