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Topic Started: Wednesday 1-11-2006, 04:35 (1,065 Views)
Devil Wolf
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LIKE A BOSS
Ein kleiner Mensch stirbt nur zum Schein
wollte ganz alleine sein
das kleine Herz stand still für Stunden
so hat man es für tot befunden
es wird verscharrt in nassem Sand
mit einer Spieluhr in der Hand

Der erste Schnee das Grab bedeckt
hat ganz sanft das Kind geweckt
in einer kalten Winternacht
ist das kleine Herz erwacht

Als der Frost ins Kind geflogen
hat es die Spieluhr aufgezogen
eine Melodie im Wind
und aus der Erde singt das Kind

Hoppe hoppe Reiter
und kein Engel steigt herab
mein Herz schlägt nicht mehr weiter
nur der Regen weint am Grab
hoppe hoppe Reiter
eine Melodie im Wind
mein Herz schlägt nicht mehr weiter
und aus der Erde singt das Kind

Der kalte Mond in voller Pracht
hört die Schreie in der Nacht
und kein Engel steigt herab
nur der Regen weint am Grab

Zwischen harten Eichendielen
wird es mit der Spieluhr spielen
eine Melodie im Wind
und aus der Erde singt das Kind

Hoppe hoppe Reiter
und kein Engel steigt herab
mein Herz schlägt nicht mehr weiter
nur der Regen weint am Grab
hoppe hoppe Reiter
eine Melodie im Wind
mein Herz schlägt nicht mehr weiter
und aus der Erde singt das Kind

Hoppe hoppe Reiter
mein Herz schlägt nicht mehr weiter

Am Totensonntag hörten sie
aus Gottes Acker diese Melodie
da haben sie es ausgebettet
das kleine Herz im Kind gerettet

Hoppe hoppe Reiter
eine Melodie im Wind
mein Herz schlägt nicht mehr weiter
und auf der Erde singt das Kind
hoppe hoppe Reiter
und kein Engel steigt herab
mein Herz schlägt nicht mehr weiter
nur der Regen weint am Grab
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Phazorn
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NOTHING
When we were young the future was so bright (whoa)
The old neighborhood was so alive (whoa)
And every kid on the whole damn street (whoa)
was gonna make it big in every beat.

Now the neighborhood's cracked and torn (whoa)
The kids are grown up but their lives are worn(whoa)
How can one little street
Swallow so many lives?

Chorus:
Chances thrown
Nothing's free
Longing for
What used to be
Still it's hard
Hard to see
Fragile lives
Shattered dreams

Go!

Jamie had a chance, well she really did (whoa)
Instead she dropped out and had a couple of kids (whoa)
Mark still lives at home cause he's got no job (whoa)
Just plays guitar, smokes a lot of pot

Jay commited suicide (whoa)
Brandon OD'd and died (whoa)
What the hell is going on?
Cruelest dream reality

Chances blown, nothing's free
Longing for what used to be
Still, it's hard, hard to see
Fragile lives, shattered dreams

Go!

Chances blown, nothing's free
Longing for what used to be
Still, it's hard, hard to see
Fragile lives, shattered dreams
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Adam
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Proto Fal'Cie
Fear's awake
Anger beats loud
Face reality
Never be charity
The enemy you're fighting covers whole society
(Damn right)
Mommy's not here gotta fight
(All night)

Right here shadow
10 o'clock direction
Seize the moment
They destroy the nation
Your rhyme is slow-motion
Give me motivation
Freaked out now
And dead on arrival

Round up around
Spit out all over
Rhyme like a rolling stone
Come in the crowd
Watch out the moon
They diss you loud
Guess what this sound
It bombs whole ground
So round up

Don't ease your pace
Cuz enemy is brutal
Moment of truth
There ain't no truce
You're the only one
One world
One love
But the battle goes on
Shadows of mass destruction
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Adam
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Proto Fal'Cie
I will burn my dread
Burn my dread

There's no man's land
No man's ever survived
Invisible hands are
Behind you just now
If you ever win that
Race against rage then
You'll be the king coz
It's no man's land
(For real)

The mask in heavy rain
Ultimately slain
Make shadows slave
What they done is in vein
Carrying AK-47
Twenty four-seven but
You've got eleven
Persecuted by heaven

Comes from the direction
No indication
You've got to
To let it move first
Let it out
Let it down
Let it inside
Let loose
Letting letting damn depressed
Let's get it up

Then which gotta do is to
Drop the hammer down
Drop rhyme drop hammer
Digging like a labor
You've got blood all over
Ash all over
Spit it out son
Game's over

Burn my dread
Tear up your fear
The end is coming near
Spit it out like a spear
I'll burn your dread

No soul
Robust
All dust
We bust justice
To the man with no life
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Stockholm Syndrome
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Legions (In Hiding) by Testament

Domestically violent
With razorblade smiles
A two-faced role model fool
Infested with anger
A well-hidden crime
Teaching those lessons so cruel

Ah, the torment spreads
War inside my head
Please just set me free
You call this a family

Battered, abusive
There's no wrong or right
When you're enslaved in your room
Hiding from demons
In urban daylight
Knowing that they'll be there soon

Confusion and bruises
And scars left for life
When physical evidence fades
Silently screaming
Just to be loved
Their innocence taken away

Ah, the torment spreads
War inside my head
Please just set me free
You call this...a family?

Virtues are shattered
By parents they trust
When all love they give is misused
The next generation
The damaged will learn
To keep spinning wheels of abuse

Ah, the torment spreads
War inside my head
Please just set me free
You call this...a family?
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OHJOY90
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C4 Layer
Soul Love - David Bowie

Stone love - she kneels before the grave
A brave son - who gave his life
to save the slogans
That hovers between the headstone and her eyes
For they penetrate her grieving

New love - a boy and girl are talking
New words - that only they can share in
New words - a love so strong it tears their hearts

To sleep - through the fleeting hours of morning


Love is careless in its choosing
Sweeping over cross a baby
Love descends on those defenceless
Idiot love will spark the fusion
Inspirations have I none
Just to touch the flaming dove
All I have is my love of love
And love is not loving

Soul love - the priest that tastes the word and
Told of love - and how my God on high is
All love - though reaching up my loneliness
evolves
By the blindness that surrounds him

Triforce Wisdom
Feb 3 2008, 02:12 PM
Whoa, old topic.

GADJI BERI BIMBA CLANDRIDI
LAULI LONNI CADORI GADJAM
A BIM BERI GLASSALA GLANDRIDE
E GLASSALA TUFFM I ZIMBRA

BIM BLASSA GALASSASA ZIMBRABIM
BLASSA GLALLASSASA ZIMBRABIM

A BIM BERI GLASSALA GRANDRID
E GLASSALA TUFFM I ZIMBRA

GADJI BERI BIMBA GLANDRIDI
LAULI LONNI CADORA GADJAM
A BIM BERI GLASSASA GLANDRID
E GLASSALA TUFFM I ZIMBRA

Is that I Zimbra by Talking heads, derived from the poem Gadji beri bimba?

*In with smartarse*

<_<
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Stockholm Syndrome
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Dethklok - Dethharmonic

I want to keep my money,
and give away absolutely nothing
to the government,
who moderates my spending
and obliterates depending
on what time of the year.
Brutality is NEAR.

In the form of income tax,
I'd rather take a fucking axe
to my face. Blow up this place
with you all in it
I'd do it in a minute.

If I could, I'd write off your murder.
I'd save all of my receipts,
because I'd rather you be dead
than lose a tiny shred
of what I made this fiscal year.

I'd rather you be dead,
than ponder parting with my second home.
I'd rather you be dead
than consider not opening a restaurant.

I'd rather you be dead.
I'd rather you be dead.

Prepare the laser beam.
We gonna use it tonight.
Engage the laser beam.
It's gonna end your life.

We're gonna use it tonight.

If I could I'd write off your murder
I'd save all of my receipts
because I'd rather you be dead
than lose a tiny shred
of what I made this fiscal year.

I'd rather you be dead,
than ponder parting with my second home.
I'd rather you be dead
than consider not opening a restaurant.

I'd rather you be dead.
I'd rather you be dead now.

Be dead now.
Be dead now.
Be dead now.
Be dead.
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Wakapanda Of Doom
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ONE OF THE ORIGINAL FUCKS
Growin' up, you don't see the writing on the wall
Passin' by, movin' straight ahead, you knew it all
But maybe sometime if you feel the pain
You'll find you're all alone, everything has changed
Play the game, you know you can't quit until it's won
Soldier on, only you can do what must be done
You know in some way you're a lot like me
You're just a prisoner and you're tryin' to break free

I can see a new horizon underneath the blazin' sky
I'll be where the eagle's flying higher and higher
Gonna be your man in motion, all I need is a pair of wheels
Take me where my future's lyin', St. Elmo's Fire

Burning up, don't know just how far that I can go (just how far I go)
Soon be home, only just a few miles down the road
I can make it, I know I can
You broke the boy in me, but you won't break the man

I can see a new horizon underneath the blazin' sky
I'll be where the eagle's flying higher and higher
Gonna be your man in motion, all I need is a pair of wheels
Take me where my future's lyin', St. Elmo's Fire

I can climb the highest mountain, cross the wildest sea
I can feel St. Elmo's Fire burnin' in me, burnin' in me

Just once in his life a man has his time
and my time is now, I'm coming alive

I can hear the music playin', I can see the banners fly
Feel like you're back again, and hope ridin' high
Gonna be your man in motion, all I need is a pair of wheels
Take me where my future's lyin', St. Elmo's Fire

I can see a new horizon underneath the blazin' sky
I'll be where the eagle's flying higher and higher
Gonna be your man in motion, all I need is a pair of wheels
Take me where my future's lyin', St. Elmo's Fire

I can climb the highest mountain, cross the wildest sea
I can feel St. Elmo's Fire burnin' in me
Burnin', burnin' in me, I can feel it burnin'
Oooh, burnin' inside of me...

___
John Parr - St. Elmo's Fire (Man In Motion)
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Ectopants
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Handsome Devil
Tweeter and the Monkey Man were hard up for cash
They stayed up all night selling cocaine and hash
To an undercover cop who had a sister named Jan
For reasons unexplained she loved the Monkey Man

Tweeter was a boy scout before she went to Vietnam
And found out the hard way nobody gives a damn
They knew that they found freedom just across the Jersey Line
So they hopped into a stolen car took Highway 99

And the walls came down all the way to hell
Never saw them when they're standing
Never saw them when they fell

The undercover cop never liked the Monkey Man
Even back in childhood he wanted to see him in the can
Jan got married at fourteen to a rackateer named Bill
She made secret calls to the Monkey Man from a mansion on the hill

It was out on thunder road - Tweeter at the wheel
They crashed into paradise - they could hear them tires squeal
The undercover cop pulled up and said "Everyone of you's a liar
If you don't surrender now it's gonna go down to the wire

An ambulance rolled up - a state trooper close behind
Tweeter took his gun away and messed up his mind
The undercover cop was left tied up to a tree
Near the souvenir stand by the old abandoned factory

Next day the undercover cop was hot in pursuit
He was taking the whole thing personal
He didn't care about the loot
Jan had told him many times it was you to me who taught
In Jersey anything's legal as long as you don't get caught

Someplace by Rahway prison they ran out of gas
The undercover cop had cornered them said "Boy, you didn't
think that this could last"
Jan jumped out of bed said "There's someplace I gotta go"
She took a gun out of the drawer and said "It's best if you dont' know"

The undercover cop was found face down in a field
The monkey man was on the river bridge using Tweeter as a shield
Jan said to the Monkey Man "I'm not fooled by Tweeter's curl
I knew him long before he ever became a Jersey girl"

Now the town of Jersey City is quieting down again
I'm sitting in a gambling club called the Lion's Den
The TV set been blown up, every bit of it is gone
Ever since the nightly news show that the Monkey Man was on

I guess I'll to to Florida and get myself some sun
There ain't no more opportunity here, everything's been done
Sometime I think of Tweeter, sometime I think of Jan
Sometime I don't think about nothing but the Monkey Man
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Stockholm Syndrome
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Facesitter
By Your Side by CocoRosie

I'll always be by your side
Even when you're down and out
I'll always be by your side
Even when you're down and out

I just wanted to be your housewife
All I wanted was to be your housewife

I'll iron your clothes
I'll shine your shoes
I'll make your bed
And cook your food

I'll never cheat
I'll be the best girl you'll ever meet
And for a diamond ring
I'll do these kinds of things

I'll scrub your floor
Never be a bore
I'll tuck you in
I do not snore

I'd wear your black eyes
Bake you apple pies
I don't ask why
And I'll try not to cry

I'll always be by your side
Even when you're down and out
I'll always be by your side
Even when you're down and out

And it's nearly midnight
And all I want with my life
Is to be a housewife
Is to be a housewife

'Cause it's nearly midnight
And all I want with my life
Is to die a housewife
Is to die a housewife
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Stockholm Syndrome
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Facesitter
War Pigs by Black Sabbath

Generals gathered in their masses
Just like witches at black masses
Evil minds that plot destruction
Sorcerers of death's construction
In the fields the bodies burning
As the war machine keeps turning
Death and hatred to mankind
Poisoning their brainwashed minds

Politicians hide themselves away
They only started the war
Why should they go out to fight?
They leave that role to the poor
Time will tell on their power minds
Making war just for fun
Treating people just like pawns in chess
Wait until their Judgment Day comes

Now in darkness, world stops turning
Ashes where their bodies burning
No more war pigs of the power
Hand of God has struck the hour
Day of Judgment, God is calling
Underneath On their knees the war pigs crawling
Begging mercy for their sins
Satan, laughing, spreads his wings
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Ectopants
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Handsome Devil
I could have sworn it's "On their knees, the war pigs crawling".
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Stockholm Syndrome
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Facesitter
I believe you're right, Ecto!
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Ectopants
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Handsome Devil
Radiohead-No Surpirses

A heart that's
Full up like a landfill
A job that slowly kills you
Bruises that won't heal

You look
So tired and happy
Bring down
The government
They don't,
They don't speak for us

I'll take
A quiet life
A handshake
Of carbon monoxide

No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises

Silent
Silent

This is
My final fit
My final
Bellyache with

No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises

Such a
Pretty house
Such a
Pretty garden

No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
Please
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Naomi
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Roadkill'd
Sittin' on a porch
Smokin' a barrel
Shufflin' a round
Shootin' to sterile
Countin' the sunsets
Creepin' up shadows
Callin' all mates
Caterin' my battle
Beaten to a pulp
Battered to a dream
Bashed in 'til I die
Blessin' a requiem
Waitin' for her
Waitin' for nothin'
Waitin' for her
Waitin' for nothin'
Pickin' the daisies
Pluckin' the petals
Peddlin' on hope
Pleasurin'' the metal
Dreamin' to die
Dyin' to dare
Darin' to defy
Defyin' to care
Losin' my mind
Lustin' for more
Learnin' to cry
Lovin' to explore
Waitin' for her
Waitin' for nothin'
Waitin' for her
Waitin' for nothin'
Riddlin' to rhyme
Rhymin' to riddle
Rehabbed to exhaustion
Roastin' to brittle
Killin' to obsess
Killin' to impress
Killin' to regress
Killin' to detest
Authority in its highest
Lost causes in the wisest
Criminality to the faithless
No pity to their faces
Freedom exchanged for expression
Judgment impaled to impression
Tension raised for detention
In our pasts lost never mentioned
Molestin' only to crucify
Maskin' only to prettify
Mutterin' only to reapply
Murderin' post no reason why
Grindin' nico in your lung
Guardin' secrets worth no fun
Givin' up 'til half-past one
Gratifyin' 'til you're done
Yearnin' for another dose
Yawnin' with another smile
Yellin' 'til you seize that host
Yappin' for a good whole mile
Waitin' for her
Waitin' for nothin'
Waitin' for her
Waitin' for nothin'
Waitin' until she gets the message
Waitin' for her
Waitin' for this...
Fucked up until these words make sense
Fawned out until you spit in repents
Flailing inside for every thought you called dense
Faking until you claim it defense
Mission accomplished or compromised?
Half my time was lost between those two eyes
And yet... I feel no remorse, no regret, no anger
Only compassion and love, for that face I call stranger
I fear more in seeing her die
In seeing her hurt... seeing her cry
I shouldn't, or so I'm told, and should just carry on
But that's not the point when toying a loaded gun
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