The Random Lyrics Thread!

Turned on my player-
It was Rock-A-Day, Johnny singin',
"Tell Your Ma, Tell Your Pa,
Our Loves Are Gonna Grow Ooh-wah, Ooh-wah."

 

*12th and 7th fret harmonics*

this is a self-composed instrumental... no lyrics...

 

still a little bit of your taste, in my mouth. Still a little bit of you laced, with my doubt, still a little hard to say, whats going on...

 

So, wake up zachary, don't wake up zachary, once in a while just let the poor boy sleep...

 

There goes the last DJ, plays what he wants to play, says what he wants to say
hey hey hey

 

There goes your freedom of choice, there goes the last human voice

 

I have seen the others, and I have discovered,
that this fight is not worth fighting.
And ive seen their mothers, and I will no others
to follow me where im going... so.
Take a shower shine your shoes, you got no time to loose
you are young men you must be living.

 

a real good time, good time a good time, a real good time, good time, a good time, a real good time, good time a good time, a real good time...

 

I was feelin' kinda lonesome and blue,
I needed somebody to talk to.
So I called up the operator of time
Just to hear a voice of some kind.
"When you hear the beep
It will be three o'clock,"
She said that for over an hour
And I hung it up.

 

I love that song! It's one of my favorite Dylan songs!!!!!!

 

Hey, wake up, your eyes weren't open wide
For the last couple of miles
You've been swervin' from side to side
You're gonna make me spill my beer
If you don't learn how to steer


Passenger side
Passenger side -ide
Don't like ridin' on the passenger side


Roll another number for the road
You’re the only sober person I know
Won't you let me make you a deal
Just get behind the wheel

Passenger side
Passenger side -ide
Don't like ridin' on the passenger side


Should've been the driver
Could've been the one
Should've been your lover
But I hadn't ... seen
Can you take me to the store
And then the bank
I got five dollars we can put in the tank
I got a court date coming this June
I'll be driving soon

Passenger side
Passenger side -ide
Don't like ridin' on the passenger side -ide
Don't like ridin' on the passenger side

I can really relate to this song since I have no license! One of my fav Wilco songs!

 

Have your own little revolution NOW!

 

LOOK BACK... on history, nothing much has changed
THOUSANDS... of soldiers of all countries, all marching the same
Every nation's leader says that "our side is right
Every nations leader says the time has come to fight
But they use the common people to settle their scores
IT'S TIME THAT WE REFUSE TO FIGHT IN ANY OF THEIR WARS!

We're lookin to start a new army, (that's) too smart to fight, too smart to die
We're lookin to start a new army, (that's) too smart to fight, too smart to
kill... for you!

JOIN NOW... the ranks of all nations who refuse to go to war
REFUSE... to pull the trigger of a gun for leaders 'round the world
I'd rather fight to spread some tolerance & unity
Than buy into their nationalistic brainwashing
Killing mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers, common human beings
Not savages but people, like you, like me!



haha im in an hard core anarcho punk mood. . . yah anti-flags not that hardcore. . . but i still love them. . . . oi ;P

 

life used to be life-like
now it's more like showbiz
i wake up in the night
and i don't know where the bathroom is
and i don't know what town i'm in
or what sky i am under
and i wake up in the darkness and i
don't have the will anymore to wonder
everyone has a skeleton
and a closet to keep it in
and you're mine
every song has a you
a you that the singer sings to
and you're it this time
baby, you're it this time

when i need to wipe my face
i use the back of my hand
and i like to take up space
just because i can
and i use my dress
to wipe up my drink
i care less and less
what people think
and you are so lame
you always dissapoint me
it's kind of like our running joke
but it's really not funny

so i'll walk the plank
and i'll jump with a smile
if i'm gonna go down
i'm gonna do it with style
and you won't see me surrender
you won't hear me confess
cause you've left me with nothing
but i've worked with less
and i learn every room long enough
to make it to the door
and then i hear it click shut behind me
and every key works differently
i forget everytime
and forgetting defines me
that's what defines me
and I just want you to live up to
the image of you i create
i see you and i'm so unsatisfied
i see you and i dilate

when i say you sucked my brain out
the english translation
is i am in love with you
and it is no fun
but i don't use words like love
cause words like that don't matter
but don't look so offended
you know, you should be flattered
and i wake up in the night
in some big hotel bed
and my hands grope for the light
and my hands grope for my head
the world is my oyster
the road is my home
and i know that i'm better
off alone

dilate - ani difranco

 

Dreams are always ending far too soon...

 

cuz baby we got that lust

 

Know that i love you
Know I dont care
Know that i see you
Know Im not there

 

Even the old folks never knew
Why they call it like they do
I was wondering since the age of two
Down on copperline
Copper head, copper beech
Copper kettles sitting side by each
Copper coil, cup o’georgia peach
Down on copperline
Half a mile down to morgan creek
Leaning heavy on the end of the week
Hercules and a hog-nosed snake
Down on copperline
We were down on copperline

One summer night on the copperline
Slip away past supper time
Wood smoke and moonshine
Down on copperline
One time I saw my daddy dance
Watched him moving like a man in a trance
He brought it back from the war in france
Down onto copperline
Branch water and tomato wine
Creosote and turpentine
Sour mash and new moon shine
Down on copperline
Down on copperline

First kiss ever I took
Like a page from a romance book
The sky opened and the earth shook
Down on copperline
Down on copperline
Took a fall from a windy height
I only knew how to hold on tight
And pray for love enough to last all night
Down on copperline
Day breaks and the boys wakes up
And the dog barks and the birds sings
And the sap rises and the angels sigh, yeah

I tried to go back, as if I could
All spec house and plywood
Tore up and tore up good
Down on copperline
It doesn’t come as a surprise to me
It doesn’t touch my memory
Man I’m lifting up and rising free
Down on over copperline
Half a mile down to morgan creek
I’m only living for the end of the week
Hercules and a hog-nosed snake
Down on copperline, yeah
Take me down on copperline
Oh, down on copperline
Take me down on copperline


Every time I listen to James Taylor, I think of my naighbor Fred... he's a professional clown/disabled vietnam vet... he looks almost exactly like him and he's never been married. He sounds almost like him and talks exactly like him. It's almost scary... haha.

 

These cats drink champagne and toast death and pain like slaves on a ship talkin' 'bout who's got the flyest chain!


- Talib Kweli

 

and its true we named our childern after towns, that we've never been to, and its true that the clouds just hung around, like black cadallaics outside a funeral...

and we were DONE, DONE, DONE with all the FUCK, FUCK, FUCKING around!