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Posted: Sat May 21, 2005 6:31 pm
The Police - Wrapped Around Your Finger
You consider me the young apprentice Caught between the Scylla and Charibdes. Hypnotized by you if I should linger Staring at the ring around your finger. I have only come here seeking knowledge, Things they would not teach me of in college. I can see the destiny you sold turned into a shining band of gold.
I'll be wrapped around your finger. I'll be wrapped around your finger.
Mephistopheles is not your name, But I know what you're up to just the same. I will listen hard to your tuition, And you will see it come to it's fruition.
I'll be wrapped around your finger. I'll be wrapped around your finger.
Devil and the deep blue sea behind me Vanish in the air you'll never find me. I will turn your face to alabaster, Then you'll find your servant is your master,
And you'll be wrapped around my finger. I'll be wrapped around your finger. You'll be wrapped around my finger. I'll be wrapped around your finger.....
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2005 8:12 pm
"Love Song for a Vampire" - Annie Lennox
Come into these arms again And lay your body down. The rhythm of this trembling heart Is beating like a drum. It beats for you, it bleeds for you, It knows not how it sounds. For it is the drum of drums, It is the song of songs.
Once I had the rarest rose That ever deemed to bloom. Cruel winter chilled the bud And stole my flower too soon. Oh loneliness, Oh hopelessness To search the ends of time. For there is in all the world No greater love than mine.
La la la la la.... still falls the rain La la la la la.... still falls the night La la la la la .... be mine forever
Let me be the only one To keep you from the cold. Now the floor of heaven is laid; The stars are bright as gold. They shine for you, they shine for you, They burn for all to see. Come into these arms again And set this spirit free.
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2005 8:20 pm
The Police - Spirits In The Material World
There is no political solution To our troubled evolution Have no faith in constitution There is no bloody revolution
We are spirits in the material world (Are spirits in the material world Are spirits in the material world Are spirits in the material world)
Our socalled leaders speak With words they try to jail you The subjugate the meek But it's the rhetoric of failure
We are spirits in the material world (Are spirits in the material world Are spirits in the material world Are spirits in the material world)
Where does the answer lie? Living from day to day If it's something we can't buy There must be another way
We are spirits in the material world (Are spirits in the material world)
(Are spirits in the material world...)
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2005 9:12 pm
(this is a fairly lengthy song, I appologize in advance)
Albuquerque by Weird Al Yankovich
Way back when I was just a little bitty boy living in a box under the stairs in the corner of the basement of the house half a block down the street from Jerry's Bait Shop... You know the place... Well anyway, back then life was going swell and everything was juuuuust peachy... except of course for the undeniable fact that every single morning my mother would make me a big ol' bowl of sauerkraut for breakfast. Dawww!! Big bowl of sauerkraut! Every single mornin'! It was driving me crazy.
I said to my mom, I said, "Hey, mom, what's up with all the sauerkraut?" And my dear, sweet mother, she just looked at me like a cow looks at an oncoming train. And she leaned right down next to me, and she said, "IT'S GOOD FOR YOU!" And then she tied me to the wall and stuck a funnel in my mouth and force fed me nothing but sauerkraut until I was 26 and a half years old.
That's when I swore that someday, someday I would get outta that basement and travel to a magical, far away place, where the sun is always shining and the air smells like warm root beer, and the towels are oh so fluffy! Where the shriners and the lepers play their ukuleles all day long, and anyone on the street will gladly shave your back for a nickel!
Wacka wacka, doo doo, yeah!
Well, let me tell you, people, it wasn't long at all before my dream came true. Because the very next day, a local radio station had this contest to see who could correctly guess the number of molecules in Leonard Nimoy's butt. I was off by three, but I still won the grand prize. That's right, a first class, one-way ticket...
to Albuquerque! Albuquerque!
Oh yeah. You know, I'd never been on a real airplane before, and I gotta tell ya, it was really great... except that I had to sit between two large Albanian women with excruciatingly severe body odor. And the little kid in back of me kept throwin' up the whole time. The flight attendants ran out of Dr. Pepper and salted peanuts, and the in-flight movie was Bio-Dome with Pauly Shore...and, oh yeah, three of the airplane engines burned out, and we went into a tailspin and crashed into a hillside and the plane exploded in a giant fireball and everybody died. Except for me. You know why?
'Cause I had my tray table up And my seat back in the full upright position Had my tray table up And my seat back in the full upright position Had my tray table up And my seat back in the full upright position
Ah-ha-ha-ha. Ah-ha-ha. Aahhh. So I crawled from the twisted, burnin' wreckage, I crawled on my hands and knees for three full days, draggin' along my big leather suitcase and my garment bag and my tenor saxophone and my 12-pound bowlin' ball and my lucky, lucky autographed glow-in-the-dark snorkel. But finally I arrived at the world famous Albuquerque Holiday Inn where the towels are oh so fluffy! And you can eat your soup right out of the ashtrays if you wanna. It's OK, they're clean.
Well, I checked into my room, and I turned down the A/C, and I turned on the SpectraVision, and I'm just about to eat that little chocolate mint on my pillow that I love so very, very much, when suddenly there's a knock on the door. Well, now, who could that be?
I say, "Who is it?" No answer. "Who is it?" There's no answer. "WHO IS IT!?" They're not sayin' anything. So finally, I go over and I open the door, and just as I suspected, it's some big, fat hermaphrodite with a flock of seagulls, haircut, and only one nostril. Oh, man, I hate it when I'm right.
So, anyway, he bursts into my room, and he grabs my lucky snorkel, and I'm like, "Hey, you can't have that! That snorkel's been just like a snorkel to me."
And he's like, "Tough!" And I'm like, "Give it!" And he's like, "Make me!" And I'm like, "'kay!" So I grabbed his leg and he grabbed my esophagus, and I bit off his ear and he chewed off my eyebrows, and I took out his appendix and he gave a colonic irrigation, yes indeed, you better believe it. And somehow in the middle of it all, the phone got knocked off the hook. And twenty seconds later, I heard a familiar voice. And you know what it said? I'll tell ya what it said!
It said, "If you'd like to make a call, please hang up and try again. If you need help, hang up and then dial your operator. If you'd like to make a call, please hang up and try again. If you need help, hang up and then dial your operator."
In Albuquerque! Albuquerque!
Well, to cut a long story short, he got away with my snorkel. But I made a solemn vow right then and there that I would not rest, I would not sleep for an instant, until the one-nostrilled man was brought to justice.
But first, I decided to buy some donuts. So I got in my car, and I drove over to the donut shop, and I walked on up to the guy behind the counter and he says, "Yeah, whaddaya want??"
I said, "You got any glazed donuts?" He said, "Nah, we're outta glazed donuts." I say, "Well, you got any jelly donuts?"
He said, "No, we're outta jelly donuts." I said, "You got any Bavarian cream-filled donuts?" He said, "No, we're outta Bavarian cream-filled donuts." I said, "You got any cinnamon rolls?" He said, "No, we're outta cinnamon rolls!" I said, "You got any apple fritters?" He said, "No, we're outta apple fritters!" I said, "You got any bear claws?" He said, "Wait a minute, I'll go check."
"No, we're outta bear claws!" I said, "Well, in that case... in that case, what do you have?" He says, "All I got right now is this box of one dozen starving crazed weasels." I said, "OK, I'll take that." So he hands me the box, and I open up the lid, and the weasels jump out and they immediately latch onto my face and start bitin' me all over. Oh, man, they were just goin' nuts! They were tearin' me apart! You know, I think it was just about that time that a little ditty started goin' through my head. I believe it went a little somethin' like this:
DOH! Get 'em off me! Get 'em off me! Ohhh! No, get 'em off, get 'em off! Oh, oh God, oh God! Oh, get 'em off me! Oh, oh God! Ah, AaaaaaahhhhhhhhhOhhhhhhhhhh!
I ran out into the street with these flesh-eating weasels all over my face, wavin' my arms all around and just runnin', runnin', runnin' like a constipated wiener dog. And as luck would have it, that's exactly when I ran into the girl of my dreams. Her name was Zelda. She was a caligraphy enthusiast, with a slight overbite, and hair the color of strained peaches. I'll never forget the very first thing she said to me. She said, "Hey, you've got weasels on your face."
That's when I knew it was true love. We were inseparable after that. Aw, we ate together, we bathed together, we even shared the same piece of mint-flavored dental floss. The world was our burrito. So we got married, and we bought us a house and had two beautiful children, Nathaniel and Superfly. Oh we were so very, very, very happy, oh yeah. But then, one fateful night, Zelda said to me, she said, "Sweetie pumpkin? Do you wanna join the Columbia Record Club?" I said, "Woah! Hold on now, baby! I'm just not ready for that kind of a commitment!"
So we broke up, and I never saw her again but that's just the way things go
In Albuquerque! Albuquerque!
Anyway, things really started lookin' up for me, because about a week later, I finally achieved my lifelong dream. That's right, I got me a part-time job at the Sizzler! I even made employee of the month after I put out that grease fire with my face. Aw yeah, everybody was pretty jealous of me after that. I was gettin' a lot of attitude.
OK, like one time, I was out in the parkin' lot, tryin' to remove my excess earwax with a golf pencil, when I see this guy Marty tryin' to carry a big ol' sofa up the stairs all by himself. So I-I say to him, I say, "Hey, you want me to help you with that?" And Marty, he just rolls his eyes and goes, "No, I want you to cut off my arms and legs with a chainsaw!" So I did.
And then he gets all indignant on me. He's like, "Hey, man, I was just being sarcastic!" Well, that's just great. How was I supposed to know that? I'm not a mind reader, for cryin' out loud. Besides, now he's got a really cute nickname - Torso-Boy! So what's he complaining about?
Say, that reminds me of another amusing anecdote. This guy comes up to me on the street and he tells me he hasn't had a bite in three days. Well, I knew what he meant, but just to be funny, I took a big bite out of his jugular vein. And he's yelling and screaming and bleeding all over, and I'm like, "Hey, come on, don'tcha get it?" But he just keeps rolling around on the sidewalk, bleeding and screaming, "Aaaahhhh! AaaaahhhhOhhhhh! Aaaaahhhh!" You know, completely missing the irony of the whole situation. Man, some people just can't take a joke, you know?
Anyway, um...um...where was I? Kinda lost my train of thought.
Uh, well, uh, OK, anyway, I-I know it's kind of a roundabout way of saying it, but, I guess the whole point I'm tryin' to make here is... I HATE SAUERKRAUT!
That's all I'm really tryin' to say. And, by the way, if one day you happen to wake up and find yourself in an existential quandry, full of loathing and self-doubt and wracked with the pain and isolation of your pitiful meaningless existence, at least you can take a small bit of comfort in knowing that somewhere out there in this crazy ol' mixed-up universe of ours, there's still a little place
called Albuquerque! Albuquerque! Albuquerque! (Albuquerque!) Albuquerque! (Albuquerque!) Albuquerque! (Albuquerque!) Albuquerque! (Albuquerque!)
I said A! (A!) L! (L!) B! (B!) U! (U!) .... querque! (querque!)
(Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque) (Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque) (Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque) (Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque) Al...buquerque! *burp* heh heh heh heh
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2005 9:19 pm
Comfortably Numb - Pink Floyd
Hello? Is there anybody in there? Just nod if you can hear me. Is there anyone at home? Come on, now, I hear you're feeling down. Well I can ease your pain Get you on your feet again. Relax. I'll need some information first. Just the basic facts. Can you show me where it hurts?
There is no pain you are receding A distant ship, smoke on the horizon. You are only coming through in waves. Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying. When I was a child I had a fever My hands felt just like two balloons. Now I've got that feeling once again I can't explain you would not understand This is not how I am. I have become comfortably numb.
O.K. Just a little pinprick. There'll be no more aaaaaaaaah! But you may feel a little sick. Can you stand up? I do believe it's working, good. That'll keep you going through the show Come on it's time to go.
There is no pain you are receding A distant ship, smoke on the horizon. You are only coming through in waves. Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying. When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse Out of the corner of my eye. I turned to look but it was gone I cannot put my finger on it now The child is grown, The dream is gone. I have become comfortably numb.
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2005 10:18 pm
Double Team - Tenacious D
[spoken] Damn, a hard day's rockin'. Better slip off ma shoes. Maybe give a little stretch, and a bend. Dip m'toe to jacuzzi, baby. Slip out this book: The Buttress of Windsor. Ho ho ho, who's this? How's it goin'? [sung] That's the first thin' I say to you. How's it goin'? Are you flowin'? Listen honey, Thinkin' 'bout a couple things to say to you, Showin', growin', Man I'd like to place my hand upon your ********' sexy a** and squeeze. And squeeze!
Take off your blouse, And your underpants, Then take a look, 'Cause here me and KG come naked, Out of the side-hatch, With the oils and perfume and incense. Now you're groovin', Put on a cool '70s groove. A funky groove to ******** to. A funky groove to ******** to.
Me, me and KG, It's all about sex supreme, We likes to cream jeans. (sex) Have you ever been worked on By two guys who are hot for your snatch? (sex) That's what I'm offerin' you. You step into our room, And then you smell the perfume, You lay upon our roundish bed, And then you feel a tickling on your head. It's KG with the feather and the French tickler, Look out baby he got the tools. And then you feel sumpin' down by your feet. It's me, it's JB, I'm suckin' upon your toes.
We don't mind sucking on toes! Good luck finding a boyfriend who sucks toe, ow! Havin' sex with me and KG, Now you're talkin' double team supreme.
Let's roll! Oh! [2-part:] Ahh, oh!
What! Yeah! Huh! Nah! Oh! Ah, that's it, that's right, ohmygah, oh-I-think-I'm-gonna, Ohh! Deht! Deht! Eeee! ...Splooge!
[spoken] That was the one.
[KG:] Hail Satan! [JB:] Hail Satan! [KG:] Hail Satan! [JB:] Hail Satan!
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2005 10:55 pm
Wonderwall - Oasis
Today is gonna be the day That they're gonna throw it back to you By now you should've somehow Realized what you gotta do I don't believe that anybody Feels the way I do about you now
Backbeat the word was on the street That the fire in your heart is out I'm sure you've heard it all before But you never really had a doubt I don't believe that anybody feels The way I do about you now
And all the roads we have to walk along are winding And all the lights that lead us there are blinding There are many things that I would Like to say to you I don't know how
Because maybe You're gonna be the one who saves me? And after all You're my wonderwall
Today was gonna be the day But they'll never throw it back to you By now you should've somehow Realized what you're not to do I don't believe that anybody Feels the way I do About you now
And all the roads that lead to you were winding And all the lights that light the way are blinding There are many things that I would like to say to you I don't know how
I said maybe You're gonna be the one who saves me? And after all You're my wonderwall
I said maybe You're gonna be the one who saves me? And after an You're my wonderwall
Said maybe You're gonna be the one that saves me You're gonna be the one that saves me You're gonna be the one that saves me
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2005 6:58 pm
Lee - Tenacious D
Lee, Lee, Lee, Lee, Lee Lee Lee Lee Lee Lee Lee Lee Lee, We're talkin' ********' Lee. I had a friend named Lee, He cast a spell a spell on me. If me and Lee and KG could be three, Flyin' free Tenaciously, Skinny-dippin' in a sea of Lee, I'd propose on bended knee To Lee Lee Lee, Lee Lee Lee, Lee Lee, Lee Lee Lee, Lee Lee Lee, Lee Lee, Le-Lut-Le-Le-Le-Lee Lee Lee, Le-Lut-Le-Le-Le-Lee Lee, If me, and Lee, and KG, (that's me) Could be three, (could be three) Plant a tree, (plant a tree) Just for Lee, (just for Lee) Just for Lee, (Lee) Just for Lee! Lee, Lee, Lee Leeee, Leeee, Leeee LEE!
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2005 8:05 pm
Basin Street Blues - Dean Martin
Won't you come along with me To the Mississippi We'll take the boat to the land of dreams Steam down the river down to New Orleans
The band's there to meet us And old friends to greet us Where all the people always meet Heaven on earth they call it Basin Street
Basin Street is the street Where the elite always meet In New Orleans the land of dreams You'll never know how nice it seems or just how much it really means
Glad to be oh yessiree Where welcome's free are dear to me Where I can lose My Basin Street blues
Glad to be oh yessiree Where welcome's free are dear to me Where I can lose My Basin Street blues
Ain't you glad you came with me Way down to the Mississippi We took the boat to the land of dreams Steam down the river to New Orleans
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2005 5:01 pm
The Bravery: Fearless
"Too many fingers, too many thumbs Something wicked this way comes The best time I've ever had Waiting around for something bad Fearless, fearless, ohh And I know that's why you love me Fearless, fearless, come on And I know that's why you love me, chica And I know that's why you love me, chica And I know that's why you love me, chica
Oh, so fearless Oh, so fearless Oh
This is what it's all about Take me in and eat me out Pins and needles in my arms Oh yes, your lucky charms
Fearless, fearless, ohh And I know that's why you love me Fearless, fearless, come on And I know that's why you love me, chica And I know that's why you love me, chica And I know that's why you love me, chica
Oh, so fearless Oh, so fearless Oh, so fearless Oh, so fearless Oh, yeah"
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2005 5:29 pm
Paul McCartney - Live And Let Die
When you were young and your heart was an open book You used to say "Live and let live" (You know you did, you know you did, you know you did) But if this ever changing world in which we live in makes you give in and cry Say "Live and let die"
(Live and let die) Live and let die (Live and let die)
What dose it matter to you when you've got a job to you got to do it well You gotta give the other fella hell!
You used to say "live and let live" (You know you did, you know you did, you know you did) But if this ever changing world in which we live in makes you give in and cry say "Live and let die"
(Live and let die) Live and let die (Live and let die)
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2005 6:17 pm
Drink down that Gin and Kerosene, And come spit on bridges with me, Just to keep us warm. Light a match to leave me be. Light a match to leave me be.
I'll keep my jealousy close, 'Cause it's all mine. And if you say this makes you happy, Then I'm not the only one lying.
[Chorus: x2] Keep quiet, Nothing comes as easy as you. Can I lay in your bed all day? I'll be your best kept secret And your biggest mistake. The hand behind this pen relives a failure every day.
And I'll keep my jealousy close, 'Cause it's all mine. And if you say this makes you happy, Then I'm not the only one lying.
Drink down that Gin and Kerosene, And come spit on bridges with me, Just to keep us warm. Light a match to leave me be. Light a match to leave me be.
[Chorus x2]
So wear me like a locket around your throat. I'll weigh you down. I'll watch you choke. You look so good in blue. You look so good in blue. [x3]
[Chorus: x3] [comes back in during chorus 2nd time:] (So wear me like a locket around your throat. I'll weigh you down. I'll watch you choke. You look so good in blue. You look so good in blue.)
Fall Out Boy - Nobody Puts Baby in the Corner heart (Haha, I'm such a slut. I have this song in my signature.
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2005 6:28 pm
Big Country - In A Big Country
I never saw you look like this without a reason Another promise fallen through, another season passes by you I never took the smile away from anybody's face And that's a desperate way to look for someone who is still a child
In a big country dreams stay with you Like a lover's voice fires the mountainside Stay alive
I'm not expecting to grow flowers in the desert But I can live and breathe and see the sun in wintertime
In a big country dreams stay with you Like a lover's voice fires the mountainside Stay alive
So take that look out of here, it doesn't fit you Because it's happened doesn't mean you've been discarded Pull up your head off the floor, come up screaming Cry out for everything you ever might have wanted I thought that pain and truth were things that really mattered But you can't stay here with every single hope you had shattered
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2005 6:43 pm
Are we growing up or just going down? It's just a matter of time until we're all found out Take our tears and put them on ice Cause I swear I'd burn this city down to show you the light
We're the therapists pumping through your speakers Delivering just what you need We're well read and poised We're the best boys We're the chemists who've found the formula To make your heart swell and burst No matter what they say, don't believe a word
Cause I'll keep singing this lie if you'll keep believing it I'll keep singing this lie I'll keep singing this lie
Are we growing up or just going down? It's just a matter of time until we're all found out Take our tears and put them on ice Cause I swear I'd burn this city down to show you the light
We're traveled like gypsies Only with worse luck and far less gold We're the kids you used to love But then we grew old We're the lifers here till the bitter end Condemned from the start Ashamed of the way The songs and the words own the beating of our hearts
Cause I'll keep singing this lie I'll keep singing this lie
Are we growing up or just going down? It's just a matter of time until we're all found out take our tears and put them on ice Cause I swear I'd burn this city down to show you the light There's a drug in the thermostat to warm the room up And there's another around to help us bend your trust I've got a sunset in my veins And I need to take a pill to make this town feel okay
The best part of "Believe" is the "Lie", I hope you sing along and you steal a line I need to keep you like this in my mind So give in or just give up [x2]
Are we growing up or just going down?
Are we growing up or just going down? It's just a matter of time until we're all found out Take our tears and put them on ice Cause I swear I'd burn this city down to show you the light
Fall Out Boy - Sophmore Slump or Comeback of the Year
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2005 6:51 pm
The Police - Deathwish
Deathwish in the fading light Headlight pointing through the night Never thought I'd see the day Playing with my life this way
Gotta keep my foot right down If I had wings I'd leave the ground Buning in the outside lane People think that I'm insane
The day I take a bend too fast Judgement that could be my last I'll be wiped right off the slate Don't wait up 'cause I'll be late
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