Post your favorite music lyrics game

[vampirecult]

Just like it say's above people. post all your favorite lyrics from what ever genre of music you want to (Classical,Jazz,Rave etc.....) it doesn't matter

The only rule is: you MUST put down the name of the band or artist and the name of the song title (incase other members want to listen to that song or download it later)


have fun

i'll start off
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Band: Cradle of filth
Song title: Nymphetamine (fix)

Lead to the river
Midsummer, I waved
A ‘V’ of black swans
On with hope to the grave
All through Red September
With skies fire-paved
I begged you appear
Like a thorn for the holy ones

Cold was my soul
Untold was the pain
I faced when you left me
A rose in the rain
So I swore to the razor
That never, enchained
Would your dark nails of faith
Be pushed through my veins again

Bared on your tomb
I am a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above unto me?
For once upon a time
From the binds of your lowliness
I could always find
The right slot for your sacred key

Six feet deep is the incision
In my heart, that barless prison
Discolours all with tunnel vision
Sunsetter
Nymphetamine
Sick and weak from my condition
This lust, a vampyric addiction
To her alone in full submission
None better
Nymphetamine

Nymphetamine, nymphetamine
Nymphetamine girl
Nymphetamine, nymphetamine
My nymphetamine girl

Wracked with your charm
I am circled like prey
Back in the forest
Where whispers persuade
More sugar trails
More white lady laid
Than pillars of salt
(Keeping Sodom at night at bay)

Fold to my arms
Hold their mesmeric sway
And dance to the moon
As we did in those golden days

Christening stars
I remember the way
We were needle and spoon
Mislaid in the burning hay

Bared on your tomb
I am a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above unto me?
For once upon a time
From the binds of your Holyness
I could always find
The right slot for your sacred key

Six feet deep is the incision
In my heart, that barless prison
Discolours all with tunnel vision
Sunsetter
Nymphetamine
Sick and weak from my condition
This lust, a vampyric addiction
To her alone in full submission
None better
Nymphetamine

Sunsetter
Nymphetamine
None better
Nymphetamine

Nymphetamine, nymphetamine
Nymphetamine girl
Nymphetamine, nymphetamine
My nymphetamine girl

 

[milagros317]

I Hold Your Hand in Mine
by Tom Lehrer
(available in the album "Tom Lehrer Revisited" (1959))
-------------------------------

I hold your hand in mine, dear,
I press it to my lips.
I take a healthy bite
From your dainty fingertips.

My joy would be complete, dear,
If you were only here,
But still I keep your hand
As a precious souvenir.

The night you died I cut it off,
I really don't know why.
For now each time I kiss it
I get bloodstains on my tie.

I'm sorry now I killed you,
For our love was something fine,
And till they come to get me
I shall hold your hand in mine.

 

[Krokus]

Slayer - War Ensemble

Propaganda death ensemble
Burial to be
Corpses rotting through the night
In blood laced misery
Scorched earth the policy
The reason for the seige
The pendulum exchange the blade
for strafing air blood raid

Infiltration push reserves
Encircle the front llines
Supreme art of strategy
Playing on the minds
Bombard till submission
Take all to their graves
Indication of triumph
The number that are dead

CHORUS
Sport the war, war support
The sport is war, total war
When victory's a massacre
The final swing is not a drill
It's how many people I can kill

CHORUS

Be dead friend from above
When darkness falls
Descend onto my sights
Your fallen walls
Spearhead break through the lines
Flanked all around
Soldiers of attrition
Forward their ground
Strategy prophetic age
Old in its time
Flowing veins run on through
Deep in the Rhine
Center of the web
All battles scored
What is our war crimes
(Era forever more...war)

Propaganda war ensemble
Burial to be
Bones shining in the night
In blood laced misery
Campaign of elimination
Twisted psychology
When victory is to survive
And death is defeat

CHORUS
Sport the war, war support
The sport is total war
When victory's a massacre
When victory is survival
When this end is a slaughter
The final swing is not a drill
It's how many people I can kill

 

[featherfingers]

"I AM THE WALRUS" ~ The Beatles

I Am The Walrus
(Lennon/McCartney)

Lead vocal: John

~~~

I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together
See how they run like pigs from a gun, see how they fly
I'm crying

Sitting on a cornflake, waiting for the van to come
Corporation tee-shirt, stupid bloody Tuesday
Man, you been a naughty boy, you let your face grow long
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen
I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob

Mister City Policeman sitting pretty little policemen in a row
See how they fly like Lucy in the sky, see how they run
I'm crying, I'm crying
I'm crying, I'm crying

Yellow matter custard, dripping from a dead dog's eye
Crabalocker fishwife, pornographic priestess,
Boy, you been a naughty girl you let your knickers down
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen
I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob

Sitting in an English garden waiting for the sun
If the sun don't come, you get a tan
From standing in the English rain
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen
I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob, g'goo goo g'joob

Expert textpert choking smokers,
Don't you thing the joker laughs at you?
See how they smile like pigs in a sty,
See how they snied.
I'm crying.

Semolina pilchard, climbing up the Eiffel Tower
Elementary penguin singing Hari Krishna
Man, you should have seen them kicking Edgar Allan Poe
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen
I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob, g'goo goo g'joob.
Goo goo g'joob, g'goo goo g'joob, g'goo.

 

[featherfingers]

Here's another favorite of mine...

Idiot Wind
Bob Dylan


Someone's got it in for me,
they're planting stories in the press
Whoever it is I wish they'd cut it out quick
but when they will I can only guess
They say I shot a man named Gray
and took his wife to Italy
She inherited a million bucks
and when she died it came to me
I can't help it if I'm lucky

People see me all the time
and they just can't remember how to act
Their minds are filled with big ideas,
images and distorted facts
Even you, yesterday
you had to ask me where it was at
I couldn't believe after all these years
You didn't know me better than that,
sweet lady

Idiot wind,
blowing every time you move your mouth
Blowing down the backroads headin' south
Idiot wind,
blowing every time you move your teeth
You're an idiot babe,
it's a wonder that you still know how to breathe

I ran into the fortune teller,
who said beware of lightning that might strike
I haven't known peace and quiet for so long
I can't remember what it's like
There's a lone soldier on the cross,
smoke pourin' out of a boxcar door
You didn't know it,
you didn't think it could be done
In the final end he won the war
after losin' every battle

I woke up on the roadside,
daydreamin' 'bout the way things sometimes are
Visions of your chestnut mare
shoot through my head and are makin' me see stars
You hurt the ones that I love best
and cover up the truth with lies
One day you'll be in the ditch,
flies buzzin' around your eyes
Blood on your saddle

Idiot wind,
blowing through the flowers on your tomb
Blowing through the curtains in your room
Idiot wind,
blowing every time you move your teeth
You're an idiot, babe,
it's a wonder that you still know how to breathe

It was gravity which pulled us down
and destiny which broke us apart
You tamed the lion in my cage
but it just wasn't enough to change my heart
Now everything's a little upside down
As a matter of fact the wheels have stopped
What's good is bad, what's bad is good
You'll find out when you reach the top,
you're on the bottom

I noticed at the ceremony,
your corrupt ways had finally made you blind
I can't remember your face anymore,
your mouth has changed
Your eyes don't look into mine
The priest wore black on the seventh day
And sat stone faced while the building burned
I waited for you on the running boards,
near the cypress trees
While the springtime turned
slowly into autumn

Idiot wind,
blowing like a circle around my skull
From the Grand Coulee Dam to the Capitol
Idiot wind,
blowing every time you move your teeth
You're an idiot, babe,
it's a wonder that you still know how to breathe

I can't feel you anymore,
I can't even touch the books you've read
Every time I crawl past your door,
I been wishin' I was somebody else instead
Down the highway, down the tracks,
down the road to ecstasy
I followed you beneath the stars,
hounded by your memory
And all your ragin' glory

I been double crossed now for the very last time
and now I'm finally free
I kissed goodbye the howling beast
on the borderline Which separated you from me
You'll never know the hurt I suffered
nor the pain I rise above
And I'll never know the same about you,
your holiness or your kind of love
And it makes me feel so sorry

Idiot wind,
blowing through the buttons of our coats
Blowing through the letters that we wrote
Idiot wind,
blowing through the dust upon our shelves
We're idiots, babe,
it's a wonder we can even feed ourselves

 

[socksoff]

"Welcome to the Machine"
Lyrics by R.Waters

Welcome my son,Welcome to the Machine
Where have you been - it's alright we know where you've been.
You've been in pipeline filling in time.
Provided with toys and scouting for boys
You bought a guitar to punish your Ma
And You didn't like school - And you know you're nobody's fool
So Welcome - To the Machine.

Welcome my Son,Welcome to the Machine
What did you dream - It's alright we told you what to dream
You dreamed of a big star - He played a mean guitar
He always ate at the Steak Bar - He Loved to drive in his Janguar
So Welcome - To the Machine

 

[drew70]

Band: The Mothers of Invention
Album: Overnite Sensation
Song: I'm The Slime

I am gross and perverted
I'm obsessed 'n deranged
I have existed for years
But very little has changed
I'm the tool of the Government
And industry too
For I am destined to rule
And regulate you

I may be vile and pernicious
But you can't look away
I make you think I'm delicious
With the stuff that I say
I'm the best you can get
Have you guessed me yet?
I'm the slime oozin' out
From your TV set

You will obey me while I lead you
And eat the garbage that I feed you
Until the day that we don't need you
Don't go for help . . . no one will heed you
Your mind is totally controlled
It has been stuffed into my mold
And you will do as you are told
Until the rights to you are sold

That's right, folks . . .
Don't touch that dial

Well, I am the slime from your video
Oozin' along on your livin' room floor

I am the slime from your video
Can't stop the slime, people, lookit me go

I am the slime from your video
Oozin' along on your livin' room floor

I am the slime from your video
Can't stop the slime, people, lookit me go

 

[Dr. Bill Kobb]

JETHRO TULL - Dun Ringill Lyrics
Clear light on a slick palm
as I mis-deal the day
Slip the night from a shaved pack
make a marked card play
Call twilight hours down
from a heaven home
high above the highest bidder
for the good Lord's throne
In the wee hours I'll meet you
down by Dun Ringill ---
oh, and we'll watch the old gods play
by Dun Ringill
We'll wait in stone circles
`til the force comes through ---
lines joint in faint discord
and the stormwatch brews
a concert of kings
as the white sea snaps
at the heels of a soft prayer
whispered
In the wee hours I'll meet you
down by Dun Ringill ---
oh, and I'll take you quickly
by Dun Ringill

 

[Leo tickles]

Smokie- What Can I do

Every dream that I dream
Seems to float on by
Like a cloud in the wind
Way up in the sky
Every move that I make
Seems to be the wrong way
Like a cold black night
After a summer day

What can I do
What can I do
Nothing to say but it used to be
Nothing to say but it used to be
What can I do

You still play my guitar
With a smile on my face
Now everything's changed
My whole life's rearranged
From the day I was born
Sidle Jinks was my name
Though I tried and I tried
That name still remains

What can I do
What can I do
Nothing to say but it used to be
Nothing to say but it used to be
What can I do

What can I do
What can I do
What can I do
What can I do

I hear voices all singing
But no one is there
It's a ghost of my life
Bringing past tense to mind
Lokin' key inside me
From the freedom and sin
Oh come let me in
I'll start all over again

What can I do
What can I do
Nothing to say but it used to be
No no no no no no no no no
What can I do
What can I do
What


Isn't that the story of my life.

 

[Dr. Bill Kobb]

Elvis Costello
Title: Hurry Down Doomsday (the Bugs Are Taking Over)

(MacManus/Keltner)

The man in the corner of this picture has a sinister purpose
In the teeming Temple of the Railroad Kings
He's planting a trashy paperback book for accidental purchase
Containing all the secrets of life and other useless things

But I can't bring myself to look
Wake up Zombie
Write yourself another book
You want to scream and shout my little flaxen lout
Hurry down Doomsday the bugs are taking over

She sleeps with the shirt of a late, great country singer
Stretched out on her poor jealous husband's pillow
In time you can turn these obsessions into careers
While the parents of those kidnapped children start the bidding
for their tears

But I can't bring myself to look
Wake up Zombie
Get yourself off the book
You want to scream and shout my little waxen lout
Hurry down Doomsday the bugs are taking over

Forget about Beethoven, Rembrandt and rock and roll
Forget about Mickey Mouse, Marlboro and Coca Cola
Forget about Cadillac, Mercedes and Toyota
Forget about Buddha, Allah, Jesus and Jehovah
Hurry down Doomsday the bugs are taking over

Anyday now a giant insect mutation
Will swoop down and devour the white man's burden
Starting out with all of the sensitive ones
Better make like a fly if you don't want to die
Look out there goes Gordon

But I can't bring myself to think
Wake up Zombie
Kick up a big stink
You want to scream and shout my little Saxon lout
Hurry down Doomsday the bugs are taking over

 

[toyou444]

"Angry Young Man"

Written by and performed by Billy Joel:

There's a place in the world for the angry young man
With his working class ties and his radical plans
He refuses to bend, he refuses to crawl
and he's always at home with his back to the wall.
He's proud of the scars and the battles he's lost
He struggles and bleeds as he hangs on the cross
And he likes to be known as the angry young man.

Give a moment or two to the angry young man
With his foot in his mouth and his heart in his hand
He's been stabbed in the back, he's been misunderstood
It's a comfort to know his intentions are good
He sits in a room with a lock on the door
with his maps and his medals laid out of the floor
And he likes to be known as the angry young man.

I believe I've passed the age of consciousness and righteous rage,
I've found that just surviving was a noble fight
I once believed in causes too, had my pointless point of view
Life went on no matter who was right or wrong.

And there's always a place for the angry young man
With his fist in the air and his head in the sand
He's never been able to learn from mistakes
He can't understand why his heart always breaks
His honor is pure, and his courage as well
he's fair and he's true, and he's boring as hell
And he'll go to his grave as an angry old man.

There's a place in the world for the angry young man
With his working class ties and his radical plans
He refuses to bend, he refuses to crawl
and he's always at home with his back to the wall.
He's proud of the scars and the battles he's lost
He struggles and bleeds as he hangs on the cross
And he likes to be known as the angry young man.

~ toyou

 

[morgandavis]

this is called "song for the dumped" and it's a bootleg by maroon 5

so
you
wanted
to take
a
break

slow
it
down
some
and have
some space?

FUCK YOU TOO

give me my money back
give me my money back you bitch
i want my money back
and don't forget
and don't forget to give me back my black t-shirt

i wish
i hadn't
bought
you
dinner
right
before you
dumped
me on your front porch

give me my money back
give me my money back you bitch
i want my money back
and don't forget
and don't forget to give me back my black t-shirt
hey hey

so you wanted to take a break
slow it down some and have some space

give me my money back
give me my money back you bitch
i want my money back
i want my money back
and don't forget