The Random Lyrics Thread!

ticking away the moments that make up a dull day

 

arse

 

well I walked over the bridge
into the city where I live
and I saw my old landlord
well, we both said hello there was nowhere else to go
cause his rent I couldnt afford
well relationships change though I think its kind of strange
how money makes a man grow
some people they claim if you get enough fame
you live over the rainbow
over the rainbow

 

All alone, or in twos,
The ones who really know you,
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand,
Some gather together in bands,
The bleeding hearts and artists,
Make their stand.
And when they’ve given you their all,
Some stagger and fall.
After all it’s not easy,
Banging your heart against some mad bugger’s wall.

 

When I was a little bitty boy
my grandmother bought me a cute little toy
Silver bells hangin' on a string
she told me it was my ding a ling

My ding a ling, my ding a ling
I want to play with my ding a ling
My ding a ling, my ding a ling
I want to play with my ding a ling

And then mother took me to Grammer School
But I stopped all in the vestibule
Every time that bell would ring
catched me playin' with my ding a ling

Once I was climbing the garden wall
I slipped and had a terrible fall
I fell so hard I heard bells ring
but held on to my ding a ling

Once I was swimming cross Turtle creek
many snappers all around my feet
Shure was hard swimming cross that thing
with both hands holdin' my ding a ling

This here song it ain't so sad
the cutest little song you ever had
those of you who will not sing
You must be playin' with your own ding a ling
My ding a ling Your ding a ling, your ding a ling
We saw you playin' with your ding a ling
My ding a ling everybody sing
I want to play with my ding a ling

 

i love that song.....



Strokin'



When I start makin´ love
I don´t just make love...
I be strokin´
That´s what I be doin´, huh
I be strokin´

I stroke it to the east
And I stroke it to the west
And I stroke it to the woman that I love the best
I be strokin´

Let me ask you somethin´...
What time of the day do you like to make love
Have you ever made love just before breakfast
Have you ever made love while you watched the late, late show
Well, let me ask you this
Have you ever made love on a couch
Well, let me ask you this
Have you ever made love on the back seat of a car
I remember one time I made love on the back seat of a car
And the police came and shined his light on me, and I said:
´I´m strokin´, that´s what I´m doin´, I be strokin´´

I stroke it to the east
And I stroke it to the west
And I stroke it to the woman that I love the best
I be strokin´

Let me ask you something...
How long has it been since you made love, huh?
Did you make love yesterday
Did you make love last week
Did you make love last year
Or maybe it might be that you plannin´ on makin´ love tonight
But just remember, when you start making love
You make it hard, long, soft, short
And be strokin´
I be strokin´

I stroke it to the east
And I stroke it to the west
And I stroke it to the woman that I love the best, huh
I be strokin´

Now when I start making love to my woman
I don´t stop until I know she´s sas-ified
And I can always tell when she gets sas-ified
´Cause when she gets sas-fied she start calling my name
She´d say: ´Clarence Carter, Clarence Carter, Clarence Carter
Clarence Carter, ooooh shit, Clarence Carter´
The other night I was strokin´ my woman
And it got so good to her, you know what she told me
Let me tell you what she told me, she said:
´Stroke it Clarence Carter, but don´t stroke so fast
If my stuff ain´t tight enough, you can stick it up my...´ WOO!

I be strokin´ Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!
I be strokin´

I stroke it to the east
And I stroke it to the west
And I stroke it to the woman that I love the best, huh
I be strokin´
I be strokin´ Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!
I be strokin´, Yeah!
I be strokin´

I stroke it to the north
I stroke it to the south
I stroke it everywhere
I even stroke it with my... WOO!

I be strokin´
I be strokin´ Ha! Ha!
I be strokin´


hahaha this song just cracks me up

 

Tell Automatic Slim
Tell Razor-totin' Jim
Tell Butcher knife-totin' Annie
Tell Fast-talkin' Fannie
When the fish heads fill the air,
They'll be snuff juice everywhere
Down to the Union Hall
We're goin' to pitch and bawl
We gonna pitch a wang dang doodle
All night long
We gonna pitch a wang dang doodle
All night long
All night long, all night long
All night long, all night long

Tell Fast-talkin' Fred
Tell Abyssinian Red
Tell Snake and Box-Car Pete
Everybody's gonna meet
We gonna fuss and fight 'till midnight
We gonna jump and shout 'till daylight

We gonna pitch a wang dang doodle
All night long
We gonna pitch a wang dang doodle
All night long
All night long, all night long
All night long, all night long

Tell Automatic Slim
Tell Razor-totin' Jim
Tell Butcher knife-totin' Annie
Tell Fast-talkin' Fannie
When the fish heads fill the air,
They'll be snuff juice everywhere
We're goin' to pitch and bawl
Down to the Union Hall
We gonna pitch a wang dang doodle
All night long
We gonna pitch a wang dang doodle
All night long

 

I never got along with the girls at my school
Filling me up with all their morals and their rules
They'd pile all their problems on my head
I'd rather go out and fuck the dead
'Cause I can do what I want and they won't complain
I wanna fuck I wanna fuck the dead
Middle of the night so silently
I creep on over to the mortuary
Lift up the casket and fiddle with the dead
Their cold blue flesh makes me turn red
'Cause I can do what I want and they won't complain
I wanna fuck I wanna fuck the dead
And I don't even care how she died...
But I like it better if she smells of formaldehyde!
Never on the rag or say leave me alone
They don't scream and they don't moan
Don't even cry if I shoot in their hair
Lying on the table she smiles and she stares
\Code blue, TSOL

 

What the fuck is this world
Running to?

You didn't leave a message
At least I could have
Learned your voice one last time.

Daily minefield
This could be my time
How 'bout you?
Would you hit me?
Would you hit me?

All the bills go by
And initiatives are taken up
By the middle
There ain't gonna be any middle any more

And the cross I'm bearing home
Ain't indicative of my place
Left the porch
Left the porch

Hear my name
Take a good look
This could be the day
Hold my hand
Walk beside me
I just need to say...

Hear my name
Take a good look
This could be the day
Hold my hand
Lie beside me
I just need to say
What can I take?
I just want to be
I know that i would not ever touch you
Hold you
Feel you
Ever hold
Never again

 

Don’t you love her madly, don’t you need her badly
Don’t you love her ways, tell me what you say
Don’t you love her madly, wanna be her daddy
Don’t you love her face
Don’t you love her as she’s walkin’ out the door
Like she did one thousand times before
Don’t you love her ways, tell me what you say
Don’t you love her as she’s walkin’ out the door
All your love x4
All your love is gone,
So sing a lonely song
Of a deep blue dream,
Seven horses seem to be on the mark
Yeah, don’t you love her
Don’t you love her as she’s walkin’ out the door
All your love x3
Yeah, all your love is gone
So sing a lonely song
Of a deep blue dream
Seven horses seem to be on the mark
Well, don’t you love her madly
Don’t you love her madly
Don’t you love her madly

 

Someday,
Tomorrow will come.
Though I'm not afraid of today,
That's for sure.

You laughed at me,
For the last time.
You've got to understand,
It just wasn't in the plan.

To me, your life was ended,
When I said goodbye to you.

Ah ha ha, you laughed at me,
For the last time.
Now there's nothing left,
Tired of playing games.

Your mind is lost,
In a world that wasn't made for you,
Though I feel the same way, too
I still got some things to do.

 

Artist:cheeky girlsSong:cheeky song (touch my bum!)
Oh, boys, Cheeky Girls...
Oh, girls, Cheeky Boys...


Never ever ask, what do you go..
Never ever ask, what do you do
Never ever ask, what's in your mind
Never ever ask, if you'll be mine

Come and smile
Don't be shy
Touch my bum
This is life!

ooooooooOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!

We are the cheeky girls, we are the cheeky girls
You are the cheeky boys, you are the cheeky boys
We are the cheeky girls, we are the cheeky girls
You are the cheeky boys, you are the cheeky boys

Cheeky, cheeky .

Never ever ask, what do you go
Never ever ask, what do you do
Never ever ask, what's in your mind
Never ever ask, if you'll be mine

Come and smile
Don't be shy
Touch my bum
This is life!

Ooooooooo....
Uno, due, tres, cheeky...

We are the cheeky girls, we are the cheeky girls
You are the cheeky boys, you are the cheeky boys
We are the cheeky girls, we are the cheeky girls
You are the cheeky boys, you are the cheeky boys

Come join the cheeky club
This is what you want!
Come and sing the cheeky song
Our cheeky song!
Come join the cheeky club
This is what you want!
Come and sing the cheeky song
Our cheeky song!

Wooooh!

Come and smile
Don't be shy
Touch my bum
This is life!

We are the cheeky girls, we are the cheeky girls
You are the cheeky boys, you are the cheeky boys
We are the cheeky girls, we are the cheeky girls
You are the cheeky boys, you are the cheeky boys..

 

Where'd ya go the red lagoon?
Are ya gonna be comin' back soon?
Sets stole your pack of goons and put them in this tune
I've never been to Minnesota, still I'd love to live in Maine
Never been to Salamanca, still I'd love to live in Spain
Where'd ya go the blue buffoon?
Your knuckles are out of tune
Your window doesn't face the moon
Are ya happy with whatcha prove?
I've never been to Minnesota, still I'd love to live in Maine
Never been to South Carolina, still I'd love to live in Spain

 

I think I'm gonna be sad, I think it's today, Yeah
The girl that's driving me mad is going away
She's got a ticket to ride
She's got a ticket to ride
She's got a ticket to ride
but she don't care

She said that living with me is bringing her down, yeah
For she would never be free when I was around
She's got a ticket to ride
She's got a ticket to ride
She's got a ticket to ride
but she don't care

I don't know why she's riding so high
She ought to think right
She ought to do right by me
Before she gets to saying goodbye
She ought to think right
She ought to do right by me

I think I'm gonna be sad, I think it's today, Yeah
The girl that's driving me mad is going away, yeah, oh
She's got a ticket to ride
She's got a ticket to ride
She's got a ticket to ride
but she don't care

I don't know why she's riding so high
She ought to think right
She ought to do right by me
Before she gets to saying goodbye
She ought to think right
She ought to do right by me

She said that living with me is bringing her down, yeah
For she would never be free when I was around
She's got a ticket to ride
She's got a ticket to ride
She's got a ticket to ride
but she don't care
My baby don't care
My baby don't care
My baby don't care
My baby don't care
My baby don't care

 

I always heard that his herb was top shelf
Lord I just could not wait to find out for myself.
Well don't knock it till you've tried it.
And I've tried it my friend.
And I'll never smoke Weed with willie again!

Now we learned a hard lesson in a small Texas town
He fired up a fat boy and he passed it around
The last words I spoke before they tucked me in
I may discount Bungee jump but,
I'll never smoke weed with Willie again.

I'll never smoke weed with Willie again
My party's all over before it begins
You can't pour me some old whiskey River my friend.
But I'll never smoke weed with Willie again

We hopped on his old bus the Honeysuckle Rose
The party was Huntsville, but it was after the show
Alone in the front lounge, just me and him
I took one friendly puff and the grim creeper set in

I'll never smoke weed with Willie again
My Party's all over before it begins
Now you can pour me some Old Whisky River my friend
But I'll never smoke weed with Willie again

Now we're passin' the guitar, we're tellin' good jokes
I can tell one's a comin' 'cause I'm smellin' smoke
No I do not partake I just let it pass by
With a grin on my face and a great contact high

I'll never smoke weed with Willie again
My party's all over before it begins
Now you can pour me some Old Whiskey River My Friend
But Ill never smoke weed with Willie again

In the fetal position with drool on my chin
We broke down and smoked weed with Willie again

 

Tell me, in a world without pity
Do you think what I'm asking is too much
I just want something to hold on to
And a little of that human touch

Human Touch, by Bruce Springsteen (I love that song so much )

 

Another head hangs lowly,
Child is slowly taken.
And the violence caused such silence,
Who are we mistaken?

But you see, it's not me, it's not my family.
In your head, in your head they are fighting,
With their tanks and their bombs,
And their bombs and their guns.
In your head, in your head, they are crying...

In your head, in your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie,
Hey, hey, hey. What's in your head,
In your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie?
Hey, hey, hey, hey, oh, dou, dou, dou, dou, dou...

Another mother's breakin',
Heart is taking over.
When the vi'lence causes silence,
We must be mistaken.

It's the same old theme since nineteen-sixteen.
In your head, in your head they're still fighting,
With their tanks and their bombs,
And their bombs and their guns.
In your head, in your head, they are dying...

In your head, in your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie,
Hey, hey, hey. What's in your head,
In your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie?
Hey, hey, hey, hey, oh, oh, oh,
Oh, oh, oh, oh, hey, oh, ya, ya-a...

 

was too lazy to type

Hey Joe, where you goin' with that gun in your hand?
Hey Joe, I said where you goin' with that gun in your hand?
Alright. I'm goin down to shoot my old lady,
you know I caught her messin' 'round with another man.
Yeah,! I'm goin' down to shoot my old lady,
you know I caught her messin' 'round with another man.
Huh! And that ain't too cool.

[2nd verse [Ah. -backing vocal on each line]]
Uh, hey Joe, I heard you shot your woman down,
you shot her down.
Uh, hey Joe, I heard you shot you old lady down,
you shot her down to the ground. Yeah!

Yes, I did, I shot her,
you know I caught her messin' 'round,
messin' 'round town.
Uh, yes I did, I shot her
you know I caught my old lady messin' 'round town.
And I gave her the gun and I shot her!

Alright
(Ah! Hey Joe)
Shoot her one more time again, baby!
(Oo)
Yeah.
(Hey Joe!)
Ah, dig it!
(Hey)
Ah! Ah!
(Joe where you gonna go?)
Oh, alright.

[3rd verse]
Hey Joe, said now,
(Hey)
uh, where you gonna run to now, where you gonna run to?
Yeah.
(where you gonna go?)
Hey Joe, I said,
(Hey)
where you goin' to run
to now, where you, where you gonna go?
(Joe!)
Well, dig it!
I'm goin' way down south, way down south,
(Hey)
way down south to Mexico way! Alright!
(Joe)
I'm goin' way down south,
(Hey, Joe)
way down where I can be free!
(where you gonna...)
Ain't no one gonna find me babe!
(...go?)
Ain't no hangman gonna,
(Hey, Joe)
he ain't gonna put a rope around me!
(Joe where you gonna..)
You better belive it right now!
(...go?)
I gotta go now!
Hey, hey, hey Joe,
(Hey Joe)
you better run on down!
(where you gonna...)
Goodbye everybody. Ow!
(...go?)
Hey, hey Joe, what'd I say,
(Hey.......................Joe)
run on down.
(where you gonna go?)

 

Come a little bit closer
Hear what I have to say
Just like children sleepin’
We could dream this night away.

But there’s a full moon risin’
Let’s go dancin’ in the light
We know where the music’s playin’
Let’s go out and feel the night.

Because I’m still in love with you
I want to see you dance again
Because I’m still in love with you
On this harvest moon.

When we were strangers
I watched you from afar
When we were lovers
I loved you with all my heart.

But now it’s gettin’ late
And the moon is climbin’ high
I want to celebrate
See it shinin’ in your eye.

Because I’m still in love with you
I want to see you dance again
Because I’m still in love with you
On this harvest moon.

 

In the blue light
Of the belvedere Motel
Wondering as the television burns
How the heart approaches what it yearns

In a fever
I distinctly hear your voice
Emerging from a dream, the dream returns
How the heart approaches what it yearns

After the rain on the Interstate
The headlights slide past the moon
A bone-weary traveler
Waits by the side of the road
Where's he goin?

I dream we are lying on the top of a hill
And headlights slide past the moon
I fold in your arms
And your voice is the heat of the night
I'm on fire

In a phone booth
In some local bar and grill
Rehearsing what I'll say, my coin returns
How the heart approaches what it yearns
How the heart approaches what it yearns