The Random Lyrics Thread!

The sky is red, I don't understand,
past midnight I still see the land.
People are sayin' the woman is damned,
she makes you burn with a wave of her hand.
Warning came, no one cared.
Earth was shakin, we stood and stared.
When it came no one was spared.
Still I hear "Burn!"

 

I am a happy yellow bumble bee, I fly around the flowers and trees
and all morning long, I flutter about in the swirling breeze and the sun is yellow like me

I am a happy yellow bumble bee, everything's so much bigger than me
but I'm not afraid, for if something gets too close, I give them a sting that makes them howl and scamper away..

No I'm not afaid, though sometimes I get lonely because my parents are dead and I can't find my brothers or sisters..

At night the sky looks so black and I can't find the sun. It doesn't matter how hard i try, but when i feel like I'm covered in darkness, and that light won't touch me anymore... I hear the cardinals singing and I know who they're singing for when I see the sun......

That makes me a happy yellow bumblebee, all my friends are beetles and centipedes and all
summer long we laugh and we play, but we don't talk to spiders because they're mean and they try to trick us, because they want to eat us..
but they'll never beat us....

 

Rat in a drain ditch, caught on a limb, you know better but I know him.
Like I told you, what I said, steal your face right off your head.

Now he’s gone, now he’s gone, lord he’s gone, he’s gone.
Like a steam locomotive, rollin’ down the track
He’s gone, gone, nothin’s gonna bring him back...he’s gone.

Nine mile skid on a ten mile ride, hot as a pistol but cool inside.
Cat on a tin roof, dogs in a pile,
Nothin’ left to do but smile, smile, smile!!!!

Now he’s gone, now he’s gone lord he’s gone, he’s gone.
Like a steam locomotive, rollin’ down the track
He’s gone, gone, nothin’s gonna bring him back...he’s gone.

Goin’ where the wind don’t blow so strange,
Maybe off on some high cold mountain chain.
Lost one round but the price wasn’t anything,
A knife in the back and more of the same.

Same old, rat in a drain ditch, caught on a limb,
You know better but I know him.
Like I told you, what I said,
Steal your face right off your head.

Now he’s gone, now he’s gone lord he’s gone, he’s gone.
Like a steam locomotive, rollin’ down the track
He’s gone, gone, nothin’s gonna bring him back...he’s gone.

Ooh, nothin’s gonna bring him back.

 

'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony, this life
Trying to make ends meet
You're a slave to money then you die
I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down
You know the one that takes you to the places
where all the veins meet yeah

 

She lit a burner on the stove, and offered me a pipe.
"I thought you'd never say hello" she said, "You look like the silent type"

 

I need you to help me reach the door
And I need you to walk me to the store
And I need you to please explain the war
And I need you to heal me when I'm sore
You can tell by my smile
That I'm a child ...

 

Well, I've been livin' like a gypsy,
Feeling like a king.
Really feel like singin'..you know,
That's the mood I'm in.
I'm a ramblin' man,
Some kind of travlin' man.

You'll never catch me working 9 to 5,
That's for some people, but me I wanna ride.
All around the world, to the planets end,
I've seen some places, but more I ain't seen yet.

 

Standing still my mind in a blur thinking now or never. Youre walking by watching my every move; is this some test? I turn around and hope you dont notice Im just a great pretender

 

I put a spell on you
Because you're mine
You better stop
The things that you're doin'
I said "Watch out!
I ain't lyin', yeah!
I ain't gonna take none of your
Foolin' around
I ain't gonna take none of your
Puttin' me down
I put a spell on you
Because you're mine
All right!

 

"I'm sick and tired of hearing things
From uptight, shortsighted, narrow-minded hypocrites
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth

I've had enough of reading things
By neurotic, psychotic, pig-headed politicians
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth

No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son-of-tricky dick
Is gonna mother hubbard soft soap me
With just a pocket full of soap
Money for dope
Money for rope

I'm sick to death of seeing things
From tight-lipped, condescending mama's little chauvinists
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth

I've had enough of watching scenes
Of schizophrenic, egocentric, paranoic primadonnas
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth"

Lennon is cool.

 

i just called to tell you

i just called to tell you
i miss you everyday

P.S i am a member now :sunglasse

 

It's getting near dawn when lights close their tired eyes.
I'll soon be with you
my love to give you my dawn surprise.
I'll be with you
darling
soon.
I'll be with you when the stars start falling. I've been waiting so long
to be where I'm going
in the sunshine of your love. I'm with you
my love;
the light shining through on you.
Yes
I'm with you
my love.
It's the morning and just we two.
I'll stay with you
darling
now.
I'll stay with you till my seeds are dried up. I've been waiting so long
to be where I'm going
in the sunshine of your love.

 

"Until the colour of a man's skin, is of no more significance, than the colour of his eyes
Me say war."

War, Bob Marley

 

Manic depression is touching my soul
I know what I want but I just don't know
How to, go about gettin' it
Feeling sweet feeling,
Drops from my fingers, fingers
Manic depression is catchin' my soul

 

"My poor mother cried out lord, the gypsy was right,
and I seen her, fell down right dead."

 

slip slidin away slip slidin awaa a ay you know the nearer your destination the more you're slip slipin awaaaay


I know a woman became a wife these are the very words she uses to describe her life

 

We come from the land of the ice and snow,
From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
The hammer of the gods will drive our ships to new lands,
To fight the horde, singing and crying: Valhalla, I am coming!

On we sweep with threshing oar, Our only goal will be the western shore.


We come from the land of the ice and snow,
From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore,
Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.

On we sweep with threshing oar, Our only goal will be the western shore.

So now you'd better stop and rebuild all your ruins,
For peace and trust can win the day despite of all your losing.

 

What you gon’ do with all that junk?
All that junk inside your trunk?

 

So strap me on and raise me high
Cause buddy I'm not afraid to die
But life is long and it's tremendous
And we're glad that you're here with us
And since we know an end will come
It makes our living fun

Death to everyone is gonna come
And it makes hosing much more fun

 

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 to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool 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 you found? The same old fears.
Wish you were here.