Dedicate a song to some one

i would like to dedicate this song to my good "buddy" keneth lay

You gotta be crazy, you gotta have a real need.
You gotta sleep on your toes, and when you're on the street,
You gotta be able to pick out the easy meat with your eyes closed.
And then moving in silently, down wind and out of sight,
You gotta strike when the moment is right without thinking.

And after a while, you can work on points for style.
Like the club tie, and the firm handshake,
A certain look in the eye and an easy smile.
You have to be trusted by the people that you lie to,
So that when they turn their backs on you,
You'll get the chance to put the knife in.

You gotta keep one eye looking over your shoulder.
You know it's going to get harder, and harder, and harder as you
get older.
And in the end you'll pack up and fly down south,
Hide your head in the sand,
Just another sad old man,
All alone and dying of cancer.

And when you loose control, you'll reap the harvest you have sown.
And as the fear grows, the bad blood slows and turns to stone.
And it's too late to lose the weight you used to need to throw
around.
So have a good drown, as you go down, all alone,
Dragged down by the stone.

I gotta admit that I'm a little bit confused.
Sometimes it seems to me as if I'm just being used.
Gotta stay awake, gotta try and shake off this creeping malaise.
If I don't stand my own ground, how can I find my way out of this
maze?

Deaf, dumb, and blind, you just keep on pretending
That everyone's expendable and no-one has a real friend.
And it seems to you the thing to do would be to isolate the winner
And everything's done under the sun,
And you believe at heart, everyone's a killer.

Who was born in a house full of pain.
Who was trained not to spit in the fan.
Who was told what to do by the man.
Who was broken by trained personnel.
Who was fitted with collar and chain.
Who was given a seat in the stand.
Who was breaking away from the pack.
Who was only a stranger at home.
Who was ground down in the end.
Who was found dead on the phone.
Who was dragged down by the stone.

 

What does Pink Floyd have to do with anything?

 

I would really like to dedicate ' Hey Jude' to my friend Dee. She moved to England recently and this was the song that brought us together as friends. Every time i play it i always think of Dee! I love her so much and i miss her alot too.

Hey, Jude, don't make it bad
Take a sad song and make it better
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better


Hey, Jude, don't be afraid
You were made to go out and get her
The minute you let her under your skin
Then you begin to make it better.

And any time you feel the pain, hey, Jude, refrain
Don't carry the world upon your shoulders
Well don't you know that its a fool who plays it cool
By making his world a little colder

Hey, Jude! Don't let her down
You have found her, now go and get her
Remember, to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better.

So let it out and let it in, hey, Jude, begin
You're waiting for someone to perform with
And don't you know that it's just you, hey, Jude,
You'll do, the movement you need is on your shoulder Hey, Jude, don't make it bad
Take a sad song and make it better
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better

Peace and love
xxxxxx

 

well, I'd like to dedicate this song to my best friend, Linda, because now, when the school starts again, we don't go to the same school now so.. for Linda.. I know she loves this song..

The Beatles - Here Comes The Sun

Here comes the sun (du dn du du)
Here comes the sun
And I say
It’s alright

Little darling
It’s been a long cold lonely winter
Little darling
It seems like years since it’s been here

Here comes the sun
Here comes the sun
And I say
It’s alright

Little darling
The smiles returning to the faces
Little darling
It seems like years since it’s been here

Here comes the sun (du dn du du)
Here comes the sun
And I say
It’s alright

Sun, sun, sun, here it comes (four times)

Little darling
I see the ice is slowly melting
Little darling
It seems like years since it’s been clear

Here comes the sun (du dn du du)
Here comes the sun
It’s alright

Here comes the sun (du du du du)
Here comes the sun
It’s alright
It’s alright

 

I'd like to dedicate this nice little Bob Dylan number to our brilliant leaders, George Bush and Tony Blair...


Come you masters of war
You that build all the guns
You that build the death planes
You that build the big bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks

You that never done nothin'
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it's your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly

Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain

You fasten the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you set back and watch
When the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion
As young people's blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud

You've thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain't worth the blood
That runs in your veins

How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I'm young
You might say I'm unlearned
But there's one thing I know
Though I'm younger than you
Even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do

Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul

And I hope that you die
And your death'll come soon
I will follow your casket
In the pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I'll stand o'er your grave
'Til I'm sure that you're dead

 

I'd like to dedicate What's my age again? by Blink 182 to my friend Aksel. I do NOT have wrinkles even tho I'm now 20.


And I would also like to dedicate Your boyfriend sucks, by the Ataris to my friend Mari. He definitely does suck...

 

i dedicate

"song for my father"

to my father

 

I would like to dedicate, "gutless" by Hole to the girl who broke my heart, cheated on me and has since tryed to make my life even more of a living hell, oh well, I don't hate anyone.Im too happy

I would like to dedicate "Imagine" by John Lennon to all the haters out there because that song proves that if their were more hippies like us out there the world would kinda be like sorta a better place.

I would like to dedicate "Stairway to Heaven" by Led Zepplin to the girl I want to go out with now.

 

I dedicate any random "fuck you" song to the boys in my school who need to grow dicks and then come and talk to me.


okay, so I don't win.

 

I'd like to dedicate this song to all the pple who feel war is necassary, cuz its not.

"What weve got here is faliure to communicate,some men u just cant reach, so u get what we had here last week, which is the way he wants it, well he gets it, N i dont like it, ne more then u men."

Look at ur young men fighting, Look at ur women crying, Look at ur younge men dieing, the way theyve always done before.

Look at the hate were breeding, Look at the fear were feeding, Look at the lives were leading, The way we've always done before.

My hands r tied, the billion shift from side to side, and the wars go on with brainwashed pride, for the love of God and our human rights, and all these things r swept aside, by bloody hands time cant deny, and r washed away by ur genocide, and history hides the lies of our civil wars.

D' u wear a black arm band, when they shot the man who said "peace could last forever". And in my 1st memories they shot kennedy, i went numb when i learned to see, so i never fell for vietnam, we got the wall of D.C to remind us all, that u cant trust freedom when its not in ur hands, when everybody's fighting for the promise land.

And i dont need ur civil war, it feeds the rich while it buries the poor, ur power hungry, selling soldiers in a human grocery store, anit that fresh, i dont need ur civil war.

Look at the shoes ur filling, look at the blood were spilling, look at the world were killing, the way we've always done before, look in the doubt we've wallowed, look at the leaders we've followed, look at the lies we've swallowed, and i dont want to hear no more.

my hands r tied, for all ive seen has changed my mind, but still the wars go on as the years go by, with no love of God or human rights, "cause all these dreams r swept aside, by bloody hands of the hypnotized, who carry the cross of homicide, and history bears the scars of our civil wars.

i dont need ur civil war, it feeds the rich while it buries the poor, ur power hungry sellin soldiers in a human grocery store, anit that fresh, and i dont need ur civil war, i dont need ur civil war, ur power hungry sellin soldiers in a human grocery store, anit that fresh, i dont need ur civil war, i dont need one more war, i dont need one more war, Whaz so civil bout war ne way?

 

I'd like to dedicate this song to everyone...

Truckin' - got my chips cashed in
Keep Truckin - like the doodah man
Together - more or less in line
Just keep Truckin on

Arrows of neon and flashing marquees out on Main Street
Chicago, New York, Detroit it's all on the same street
Your typical city involved in a typical daydream
Hang it up and see what tomorrow brings

Dallas - got a soft machine
Houston - too close to New Orleans
New York - got the ways and means
but just won't let you be

Most of the cats you meet on the street speak of True Love
Most of the time they're sittin and cryin at home
One of these days they know they gotta get goin
out of the door and down to the street all alone

Truckin - like the doodah man
once told me you got to play your hand
sometime - the cards ain't worth a dime
if you don't lay em down

Sometimes the light's all shining on me
Other times I can barely see
Lately it occurs to me
What a long strange trip it's been

What in the world ever became of sweet Jane?
She lost her sparkle, you know she isn't the same
Living on reds, vitamin C and cocaine
all a friend can say is "ain't it a shame"

Truckin' -- up to Buffalo
Been thinkin - you got to mellow slow
Takes time - you pick a place to go
and just keep Truckin on

Sitting and staring out of a hotel window
Got a tip they're gonna kick the door in again
I'd like to get some sleep before I travel
but if you got a warrant I guess you're gonna come in

Busted - down on Bourbon Street
Set up - like a bowling pin
Knocked down - it gets to wearing thin
They just won't let you be

You're sick of hanging around and you'd like to travel
Tired of travel, you want to settle down
I guess they can't revoke your soul for trying
Get out of the door - light out and look all around

Sometimes the light's all shining on me
Other times I can barely see
Lately it occurs to me
what a long strange trip it's been

Truckin - I'm goin home
Whoa-oh baby, back where I belong
Back home - sit down and patch my bones
and get back Truckin on

buh-bye and peace, man...

 

i had a song dedicated to me for the first time last night!!! i feel soo special! lol

 

I'll dedicate this to all the pot smokers.




Hashdealer: By Bongzilla

Yeah, there we all sit, waiting for the hash
Risin' in the glass
Put the chunk right on the pin
Light the fucker up, do it again
Yeah, we can reach the stars
I wanna see how high we can fly
Now I'm lying on the floor
Wanna touch the sky, give me some more

Now it's time to see what you are made of
Let's take it farther
It's time to reach the heavens
Body buzzin', let's do it again

The ancient lesson will be taught to you
The choko was brought to us from above
To use as we will, to find our God
We must fly to heaven, to see him for us

 

Second hoon dedication to all the weed-eaters outhere!

It's like, I don't care about nothin, man,
Roll another blunt, yeah.
Ooh, la da da da-da-da, la, da, da, la da-da-da, la da-da-da, la da-da-da.

I was gonna clean my room until I got high,
I was gonna get up and find the broom but then I got high (la da da da-da-da),
My room is still messed up and I know why (why man?) yeah hey,
Coz I got high, because I got high, because I got high (la da da da da-da-da).

I was gonna go to class before I got high,
I coulda cheated and I coulda passed but I got high (la da da da-da-da),
I'm taking it next semester and I know why, (why man?) yeah, hey,
Coz I got high, because I got high, because I got high.

I was gonna go to work but then I got high,
Ooh, I just got a new promotion but I got high (la da da da-da-da).
Now I'm selling dope and I know why (why man?) yeah, hey,
Coz I got high, because I got high, because I got high (la da da da da-da-da).

I was gonna go to court before I got high,
Ooh, I was gonna pay my child support but then I got high (la da da da-da-da).
They took my whole paycheck and I know why (why man?) yeah, hey,
Coz I got high, because I got high, because I got high (la da da da da-da-da).

I wasn't gonna run from the cops but I was high (I'm serious, man),
I was gonna pull right over and stop but I was high (la da da da-da-da).
Now I'm a paraplegic and I know why (why man?) yeah, hey,
Coz I got high, because I got high, because I got high (la da da da da-da-da).

I was gonna pay my car and note until I got high,
I wasn't gonna gamble on the boat but then I got high (la da da da-da-da).
Now the tow truck is pulling away and I know why (why man?) yeah, hey,
Coz I got high, because I got high, because I got high (la da da da da da).


I was gonna make love to you, but then I got high,
I was gonna eat yo pussy too, but then I got high.
Now I'm jacking off and I know why, (turn this shit off) yeah, hey,
Coz I got high, because I got high, because I got high (la da da da da da).

I messed up my entire life because I got high,
I lost my kids and wife because I got high (la da da da-da-da).
Now I'm sleeping on the sidewalk and I know why (why man?) yeah, hey,
Coz I got high, because I got high, because I got high (la da-da da da da).

I'm gonna stop singing this song because I'm high,
I'm singing this whole thing wrong because I'm high (la da da da-da-da).
And if I dont sell one copy I'll know why (why man?) yeah, hey,
Coz I'm high, coz I'm high, coz I'm high.

La da-da da da da da...shoop-shoop-shooby-doo wop,
Skippy-di-bee-wop-doo-wah, oh bring it back, bring it back.
La da da da doo doo doo doo, say what?
Coz I'm high, coz I'm high, coz I'm high.​

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AfroMan, Coz I got Hi..​

wEed​

 

I would like to dedicate Get Together, by The Youngbloods to everybody on Hipforums and to all who have a loved on serving our country in a bogus war....peace and love to all!!!


Love is but the song we sing,
And fear's the way we die
You can make the mountains ring
Or make the angels cry
Know the dove is on the wing
And you need not know why
C'mon people now,
Smile on your brother
Ev'rybody get together
Try and love one another right now
Some will come and some will go
We shall surely pass
When the one that left us here
Returns for us at last
We are but a moments sunlight
Fading in the grass
C'mon people now,
Smile on your brother
Ev'rybody get together
Try and love one another right now
If you hear the song I sing,
You must understand
You hold the key to love and fear
All in your trembling hand
Just one key unlocks them both
It's there at your command
C'mon people now,
Smile on your brother
Ev'rybody get together
Try and love one another right now
Right now
Right now!

 

I dedicate this song to my boyfriend, Dan, because he might be moving to FL soon and if he does we will have to break up


Oh oh oh oh oh oh
You don't have to go oh oh oh oh oh
You don't have to go oh oh oh oh oh
Baby please don't go.

Ay ay ay ay ay ay
All those tears I cry ay ay ay ay ay
All those tears I cry ay ay ay ay ay
Baby please don't go.

*CHORUS

When I read the letter you wrote, it made me mad mad mad
When I read the news that it brought me, t made me sad sad sad.
But I still love you so, I can't let you go
I love you- ooh baby I love you.

Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Every breath I take oh oh oh oh oh
Every move I make oh oh oh oh oh
Baby please don't go.

Ay ay ay ay ay ay
You hurt me to my soul ay ay ay ay ay
You hurt me to my soul ay ay ay ay ay
Darling please don't go.

CHORUS
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
You don't have to go oh oh oh oh oh
You don't have to go oh oh oh oh oh
(Baby please don't go)

 

Do you have to have the lyrics to play along? Can I just name it and who to?

(I'm doin it anyway.)

Cass Elliot, sining "Dream A Little Dream" to 3 special ladies here on the forums. They know who they are...

 

To anyone who wants to hear it
(but we all know what they really said when he was at woodstock!)

Gimme an F!

F!
Gimme an I!
I!
Gimme an S!
S!
Gimme an H!
H!
What's that spell ?
FISH!
What's that spell ?
FISH!
What's that spell ?
FISH! Yeah, come on all of you, big strong men,
Uncle Sam needs your help again.
He's got himself in a terrible jam
Way down yonder in Vietnam
So put down your books and pick up a gun,
We're gonna have a whole lotta fun.

And it's one, two, three,
What are we fighting for ?
Don't ask me, I don't give a damn,
Next stop is Vietnam;
And it's five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain't no time to wonder why,
Whoopee! we're all gonna die.

Well, come on generals, let's move fast;
Your big chance has come at last.
Gotta go out and get those reds —
The only good commie is the one who's dead
And you know that peace can only be won
When we've blown 'em all to kingdom come.

And it's one, two, three,
What are we fighting for ?
Don't ask me, I don't give a damn,
Next stop is Vietnam;
And it's five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain't no time to wonder why
Whoopee! we're all gonna die.

Huh!

Well, come on Wall Street, don't move slow,
Why man, this is war au-go-go.
There's plenty good money to be made
By supplying the Army with the tools of the trade,
Just hope and pray that if they drop the bomb,
They drop it on the Viet Cong.

And it's one, two, three,
What are we fighting for ?
Don't ask me, I don't give a damn,
Next stop is Vietnam.
And it's five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain't no time to wonder why
Whoopee! we're all gonna die.

Well, come on mothers throughout the land,
Pack your boys off to Vietnam.
Come on fathers, don't hesitate,
Send 'em off before it's too late.
Be the first one on your block
To have your boy come home in a box.

And it's one, two, three
What are we fighting for ?
Don't ask me, I don't give a damn,
Next stop is Vietnam.
And it's five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain't no time to wonder why,
Whoopee! we're all gonna die.

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The Power Of Love




The whispers in the morning
Of lovers sleeping tight
Are rolling like thunder now
As I look in your eyes I hold on to your body
And feel each move you make
Your voice is warm and tender
A love that I could not forsake...


For that special lady in my life.. Chrissi. I carry your heart in my heart.

 

To my friends (but i want to go with them):

Into the void by Black Sabbath

Rocket engines burning fuel so fast,
Up into the night sky they blast,
Through the universe the engines whine,
Could it be the end of man and time?
Back on earth the flame of life burns low,
Ev'rywhere is misery and woe,
Pollution kills the air, the land and sea,
Man prepares to meet his destiny. Yeah

Rocket engines burning fuel so fast,
Up into the black sky so vast,
Burning metal through the atmosphere,
Earth remains in worry, hate and fear
With the hateful battles raging on,
Rockets flying to the glowing sun
Through the empires of eternal void
Freedom from the final suicide

Freedom fighters sent out to the sun,
Escape from brainwashed minds and pollution
Leave the earth to all its sin and hate,
Find another world where freedom waits. Yeah

Past the stars in fields of ancient void,
Through the shields of darkness where they find,
Love upon a land a world unknown
Where the sons of freedom make their home
Leave the earth to Satan and his slaves
Leave them to their future in their grave
Make a home where love is there to stay
Peace and happiness in every day