Lyrics

[{TNP}Dukie]

Are you lonesome tonight, is your kitchen a sight
Is your wardrobe all rundown and bare
Is your lipstick all smeared, are your stockings not sheer
Do they make your legs show all your hair


Do the tears on your pillow roll down as you turn
Do they short out the blanket and make the sheets burn
Is your heart filled with pain, will you come back again
Shop at Macy's and love me tonight

[jägermonsta]

GWAR - "Bring Back The Bomb" 

Hiroshima, A shadow burned in time
Nagasaki, naked baby melts alive
Burnt flesh and rubble from sea to dead shore
Such a hideous theatre of war
But that was the end--Why?
There are so many more that must die
Is that not part of the plan?
I must use the nukes
I can't kill you all with my hands

Hydrogen bomb, new signs of doom
Thermo-nuclear, neutron bomb too...
You say these devices must never be used
I say you're mistaken, let's get to the fuse

Bring--Bring back the bomb
This is state policy, "by other means"
Your life ends in terror, this is now decreed
This is the twisting of bloody steel beams
The bomb blows air backwards, there's no time to scream
When they tested the A-bomb, they had a real fear
The blast will destroy your sweet atmosphere
But far more important as power increases
Was wasting the planet in well-ordered pieces

Bring--bring back the bomb
Bring--bring--bring--bring back the bomb

Bring back the bomb
It's been far too long
Sumon the brazen war chariot
Bring back the bomb
what makes it so wrong?
Release the beast, you can't bury it

Hoi
Hrup [8x]

Why should the fire be shared with so few?
Let bombs explode, 'cause that's what they do
Nuke Mecca, New York, the Vatican too
Give me a bomb, I'll drop it on you
Why stop at only two?
You showed the world just what it can do
What a waste not to destroy
Come play at war, man, and bring your best toy

Who gives a fuck about a nuclear war?
Let bombs explode, because that's what they're for
Last minute warning, the sirens they sing
Chaos, the reason, death, what we bring

Humans now look to the sky!
You worship missiles, yet they know no side
I guess it was all a lie
So grab ass with both hands, it's your turn to die

Die--it's your turn to die [x2]
Lies--they killed you with lies
Die, human, die

And while we're at it, let's go nuke Tibet
Let's vaporize the oceans with glee
Saving the whales an agenda for some
Nuking them sits well with me
Bring back the bomb
They know not what they do
Bring--bring--bring back the bomb
Bring--bring-bring--bring back the bomb
Bring back the bomb
They know not what they do
Bring--bring--bring back the bomb
Bring--bring--bring--bring back the bomb

Bring back the bomb it's been far too long
Summon the brazen war chariot
Bring back the bomb
What makes it so wrong?
Release the beast, you can't bury it
Hoi!
What makes it so wrong?


http://music.yahoo.com/ar-250608-videos--Gwar (Pretty good version of Bring Back the Bomb! Click to Play. Although they don't cut off Bush's head like they did when I saw them last week!)

[aloha stitch]

DINASOURS WILL DIE (NOFX)

This is not a test on the emergency broadcast system
This is the real thing

Sit back watch it crumble, see the drowning watch the fall
I feel just terrible about it, that

[jägermonsta]

Holy Diver by Dio

Holy Diver
You've been down too long in the midnight sea
Oh what's becoming of me

Ride the tiger
You can see his stripes but you know he's clean
Oh don't you see what I mean

Gotta get away
Holy Diver

Shiny diamonds
Like the eyes of a cat in the black and blue
Something is coming for you

Race for the morning
You can hide in the sun 'till you see the light
Oh we will pray it's all right

Gotta get away-get away

Between the velvet lies
There's a truth that's hard as steel
The vision never dies
Life's a never ending wheel

Holy Diver
You're the star of the masquerade
No need to look so afraid

Jump on the tiger
You can feel his heart but you know he's mean
Some light can never be seen

(Awesome cover HERE by Killswitch Engage. Infact I got to see them cover it live at SOTU.)

[Bleach]

Megadeth - 99 Ways to Die


If I see the morning hours
I'll have one more yesterday
Take life from tomorrow
Cause I've burned out my today

If I get up to the top I know
I'll just go back downhill
Gotta' terminal future
And it's time to write my will

Down another glass of courage
And a shot of thorazine

We're not ready to see you yet
99 ways to die
We're not ready to see you yet

Gotta' short between the earphones
Wringing my hands in dismay
A more efficient maniac
With two feet in the grave

Ain't got no last words to say
Yellow streak right up my spine
The gun in my mouth was real
And the taste blew my mind

In a black tie and straight jacket
Man I'm gonna try again

Chorus repeat

Demitasse of arsenic
Try on this tie
Never mind the tree

There is only death and danger
In the sockets of my eyes
A playground of illusion
No one plays they only die

There's a prison in my mind
And the bars are gonna break
I'm as mad as a hatter
And strung out just the same

Taunting rigor mortis
I feel it draw me in

[Strix Varia]

as night descends upon the city
the streets are cold, the lights go by
and in the stories of the people
a million faces, a million lies
they'll never say they feel what you feel
that they can see the world you see
and in their faces, their expressions
a million faces, a million lies

[The Dreaming Dragon]

Phantom's Theme (Beauty and the Beast)
Half asleep I hear a voice
Is it only in my mind
Or is it someone calling me someone I failed and left behind


To work it out I let them in
All the good guys and the bad guys that I've been
All the devils that disturbed me and the angels that defeated them somehow
Come together in me now


Face to face I greet the cast
Set in silence we begin
Companions in an empty room I taste their victory and sin


To work it out I let them in
All the good guys and the bad guys that I've been
All the devils that disturbed me and the angels that defeated them somehow
Come together in me now


A tale of beauty and the beast
I defend my soul from those who would accuse me
I share the famine and the feast
I have been the world and felt it turning seen the jester yearning to amuse me


Like a circus on parade
Seldom close enough to see
I wander through an angry crowd and wonder what became of me


To work it out I let them in
All the good guys and the bad guys that I've been
All the devils that disturbed me and the angels that defeated them somehow
Come together in me now


Soundtrack:Phantom of the Paradise

[myamagical]

I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero til the end of the night
he's gotta be strong and he's gotta be fast
and he's gotta be fresh from the fight

I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero til the morning light
He's gotta be sure and he's gotta be soon
and he's gotta be larger than life


 

[Om3ga]

  ^

* wakes up *

2PAC LYRICS

"A Crooked stereotypical ethnic ghetto-style individual Too"

[Intro]
Yeah stereotypical ethnic ghetto-style individual
Yo Pac (That's right)
Yo, I heard you got beat up by the police
Got a big fat lawsuit and everything (yeah)
Niggaz just wanna know if your still gonna be on some crooked ass stereotypical ethnic ghetto-style individual shit

[2pac Verse 1]
Please tell me what's a stereotypical ethnic ghetto-style individual to do and it's true
Ain't nuttin' new so I do what I can to get through
Now first they had me trapped and now I'm pissed
A loaded AK47 layin on my hips so don't trip
One motherfucker from the underground
And Big Stretch buckin' niggaz if they fuck around
Yo, why ya'll got beef with police?
Ain't that a bitch them motherfuckers gotta beef with me
They make it hard for me to sleep
I wake up at the slightest peep and my sheets are 3 feet deep
I guess it's hard for you to see
But now I'm pointin the finger at police instead of motherfuckers blamin' me
I got the right to bear a pistol
And when them punk motherfuckers get to trippin' I got shit too
And maybe then you'll see the truth
But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked stereotypical ethnic ghetto-style individual too

[Chorus]
It's all up to you
But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked stereotypical ethnic ghetto-style individual too
And maybe then you'll see the truth (awwwwww)
But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked stereotypical ethnic ghetto-style individual too
It's all up to you
But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked stereotypical ethnic ghetto-style individual too
And maybe then you'll see the truth (awwwwww) Oooh!
You can't fuck with the crew, a crooked stereotypical ethnic ghetto-style individual too

[2pac Verse 2]
You know you really can't say that you blame niggaz
Fuck bein' tame, set a flame, tryin' to aim triggaz
2pac'll spark a revolution, fuck the constitution
I want my bucks for restitution
This time you got a bigger problem
Time to face the niggas from South Central, Oakland, Brooklyn and Harlem
And we ain't shootin' at eachother (fuck no), that's a motherfuckin' brother
So save two, run for cover
And other bitches from the clan
Come feel the wrath of a black man that doesn't smoke crack and
I don't drink St. Ides (fuck that!)
Genuine draft ganja ganja and my fuckin' Tec-9
They know their scared to see us sober (awwwww)
Cobra - And niggaz will take the world over
It's all up to you (up to you) Blame the Korean (fuck that)
I'll be a crooked stereotypical ethnic ghetto-style individual too

[Chorus]
It's all up to you
But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked stereotypical ethnic ghetto-style individual too
And maybe then you'll see the truth (awwwwww)
But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked stereotypical ethnic ghetto-style individual too
It's all up to you
But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked stereotypical ethnic ghetto-style individual too
And maybe then you'll see the truth (awwwwww) Oooh!
You can't fuck with the crew, a crooked stereotypical ethnic ghetto-style individual too

[2pac Verse 3]
Pardon me, ?? has been God and try me
I'll be damned if I die come look at the rage in my eyes G
They got my homies in a jail cell
Now it's the rebel and the devil and one of us is goin' to hell
I got the whole place covered with loc'ed out brothers
And nothing but love for eachother
So motherfucker make a motion
I give a fuck, slice you up, and throw your ass in the ocean
Temperatures drop
See it's cool to shoot a stereotypical ethnic ghetto-style individual but they hate it when we pop the cops
That's when they gettin' petrol
You better watch your step or you'll be left on deathrow
But I learned to look ahead of me
Stay strapped, watch your back, keep your eyes on the enemy
We blowin' up precincts and oooohhhh you can't fuck with the crew
A crooked stereotypical ethnic ghetto-style individual too

[Chorus]
It's all up to you
But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked stereotypical ethnic ghetto-style individual too
And maybe then you'll see the truth (awwwwww)
But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked stereotypical ethnic ghetto-style individual too
It's all up to you
But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked stereotypical ethnic ghetto-style individual too
And maybe then you'll see the truth (awwwwww) Oooh!
You can't fuck with the crew, a crooked stereotypical ethnic ghetto-style individual too

[[BTF]adam]

What a gay set of lyrics. I assume the "songs" are the same. ("songs" used loosely, as to be a "song" per se, it should have some taste, music and generally not have every second letter say "stereotypical ethnic ghetto-style individual".. slight exadgeration.)

[Om3ga]

ok. i feel ya. i do agree that rap musics kind of shit (that doesnt mean ill ever fall in love with metal )



i bet if it was a song by steve irwin, or [white boy's name here] (i assume he doesnt sing), you wouldnt be calling it gay.

[jägermonsta]

"They know their scared to see us sober (awwwww)
Cobra - And niggaz will take the world over"

 

GWAR - Black And Huge

You know I'm totally flaccid -
I'm just a limp, mega-prick
You know I'm looking for a stupid white chick
Because I'm black and huge
Black and huge
Black and huge
Black and Huge, black and huge -
All the women hate me in the porno booth
And now I see you, your there on the ground
And now you know, yeah I'm raising a mound
I'm gonna got you, make you erupt
If I could just get out of this cup

[cyberneticimplant]

i bet if it was a song by steve irwin, or [white boy's name here] (i assume he doesnt sing), you wouldnt be calling it gay.

Yeah, we hate it because he's black, not because we don't like the lyrics.

[Art]

activism via lyrics, if you can even call it lyrics, certainly not song.

[The Dreaming Dragon]

Fly away with us into space and far beyond...
Come away with us to a place where love carries on...

You can keep in touch with reality,
There's no need to leave it behind

Be aware of the warmth in your soul as we go
And you're spinning and spinning,
Beginning to feel,
The tranquility live in your mind...

Fly away with us into space and far beyond...
Come away with us to a place where love carries on...

If you fear that we're only a fantasy
You'll never accept us as true

Understand that it's love that will keep you above
And your spinning will stop
As you're nearing the top
Of the meaning of the Bugaloos...

Fly away with us into space and far beyond...
Come away with us to a place where love carries on...

Fly away with us into space and far beyond...
Come away with us to a place where love carries on...