DICK WAD
AS YOUR SIG USED TO SAY
SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!!!
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DICK WAD
AS YOUR SIG USED TO SAY
SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!!!
My Old Kentucky Home By Randy Newman
Turpentine and dandelion wine
I've turned the corner and I'm doin' fine
Shootin' at the birds on the telephone line
Pickin' em off with this gun of mine
I got a fire in my belly
And a fire in my head
Goin' higher and higher
Until I'm dead
Sister Sue, she's short and stout
She didn't grow up - she grew out
Mama says she's plain but she's just bein' kind
Papa thinks she's pretty but he's almost blind
Don't let her out much 'cept at night
But I don't care 'cause I'm all right
Chorus:
Oh, the sun shines bright on
My Old Kentucky Home
And the young folks roll on the floor
Oh, the sun shines bright on
My Old Kentucky Home
Keep them hard times away from my door
Brother Gene, he's big and mean
And he don't have much to say
He had a little woman who he whupped each day
But now she's gone away
He got drunk last night
Kicked mama down the stairs
But I'm all right so I don't care
Chorus:
Oh, the sun shines bright on
My Old Kentucky Home
And the young folks roll on the floor
Oh, the sun shines bright on
My Old Kentucky Home
Keep them hard times away from my door
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:lol: :lol: :lol:
O.A.R. - 'Missing Pieces'
'i woke up with a headache from the night before
cause sometimes i drink
i spent the night with my head in a toliet bowl
it's where i like to think'
It just reminds me of those nights i spent too much time at the bar!
Obsessed with fantasy, possessed with my schemes
I mixed reality with pseudogod dreams
The ghost of violence was something I seen
I sold my soul to be the human obscene
Black Sabbath/ Megalomania 1975
FLOGGING MOLLY - DRINKIN' AGAIN ;)
well the first time that i saw you,
you were standing at the bar.
you said you'd have an orange juice
because you brought the car.
you said you liked my music,
i said i liked you hair.
the both of us were lying
we didnt seem to care.
give me rum, give me vodka,
give me brandy, give me beer.
give me the chance of amusement
that the chance of some good cheer.
newcastle brown, i'll drink it down...
...to the dregs of hell and this,
im drinking again.
the other words are cool too, but i gotta go pub. cheerio. ;)
Tool - Lateralus
"I embrace my desire to
feel the rhythm, to feel connected
enough to step aside and weep like a widow
to feel inspired, to fathom the power,
to witness the beauty, to bathe in the fountain,
to swing on the spiral
of our divinity
and still be a human."
Lateralus is just awesome.
Here ya go:
"I'm high too bitch quit grabbing my T-shirt" Eminem-The Slim Shady LP-My Fault
"He's wise enough to win the world but fool enough to lose it" Rush-Subdivisions-New World Man
"I wish that I could eat your cancer when you turn bad" Nirvana-In Utero-Heart Shaped Box
"Every time you drop the bomb you kill the god your child has born" System of a Down-Steal This Album-BOOM!
"To my mother to my father its your son or its your daughter are my screams loud enough for you to hear me should I turn this up for you" Staind-Break The Cycle-For You
I'LLL BE BACK :devil:
a couple:
Classic:
Pink Floyd - Wish You Were Here
"....we're just two lost souls swimmin in a fish bowl,
year after year...Runnin over the same ol' ground...what have we found?
The same old fears....wish you were here..."
but then there's
The Flaming Lips - Put The Waterbug In The Policeman's Ear
"....my brother's at the store, a genius when he's bored, he contemplates his consiousness.
he feels his hands, they sweat. He can't connect it yet, he pools all his resources,
and he calls up, the insects he commands, and the waterbugs....attack the policeman.."
TOOL- hooker with a penis;
"well now ive got some advice for you little buddy, before you point your finger you should know that im the man, if im the fuckin man then ur the fuckin man aswell so u can point that fuckin finger up ur ass!!!!!!!!!!!!"
sweet lyric lol its jokes :D
good one :DQuote:
Originally posted by sum_sicko@1 July 2003 - 12:26
TOOL- hooker with a penis;
"well now ive got some advice for you little buddy, before you point your finger you should know that im the man, if im the fuckin man then ur the fuckin man aswell so u can point that fuckin finger up ur ass!!!!!!!!!!!!"
sweet lyric lol its jokes :D
Bruce Springstenn - Thunder Road
"Show a little faith, there's magic in the night
You ain't a beauty, but hey you're alright
Oh and that's alright with me"
:lol: :lol: :lol:
"I would love to be the lucky one on chill avenue, who can keep your heart warm when ice has turned it blue" -The Clash
hmmm...let see........
"you gotta hold on, ready or not - you live for the fight when that's all that you got"
-Bon Jovi
"and we all come umbling down tumbling down
no matter how strong we all return to the ground
another day's gone
a day closer to fate
can't just leave your life to fate
you gotta turn it round before it's too late......"
- Hanson
"We were killing time
we wre young and restless
we needed to unwind
I guess nothing can last forever."
-Bryan Adams
There are so many beautifull or great lines, but one of my all time favorites...
if you young guys don't know it, start listening to it...!
The Doors - The end
This is the end, beautiful friend
This is the end, my only friend, the end
Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I'll never look into your eyes
Again
Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need
Of some stranger's hand
In a desperate land
Lost in a Roman wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain
There's danger on the edge of town
Ride the king's highway, baby
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway west, baby
Ride the snake
Ride the snake, to the lake, the ancient lake, baby
The snake is long seven miles
Ride the snake
He is old and his skin is cold
The West is the best
The West is the best
Get here and we'll do the rest
The blue bus is calling us
The blue bus is calling us
Driver, where you taking us
The killer awoke before dawn
He put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went to into the room where his sister lived
And then he paid a visit to his brother
And then he, he walked on down the hall
And he came to a door, and he looked inside
"Father?"-"Yes, son?"-"I want to kill you",
"Mother, I want to..."
Come on, baby, take a chance with us
Come on, baby, take a chance with us
Come on, baby, take a chance with us
And meet me at the back of the blue bus
Still now
Blue bus
Oh now
Blue bus
Still now
Uuh yeah
This is the end, beautiful friend
This is the end, my only friend,
the end
It hurts to set you free
But you'll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of night we tried to die
This is the end
Ok my new song...hopefully this will get performed at the end of the year...
Dick Tease
She comes up and rubs against me every night
I can feel through her clothes that she is pretty tight
Wanting to take her, yet not knowing if it's right
All i know is those tits ain't going out of sight
I wish you weren't such a dick tease
I wish you were more like yes please
I wish you were more like a sleaze
That way i could get you into bed with ease
© copyright :)
(yeah it is a part of my 20 reasons (songs) while females suck)
Im upto song 4...Hopefully they will get performed this year or next year...
thats one of my favorite songs,Quote:
Originally posted by jetje@2 July 2003 - 12:47
The Doors - The end
but he changed the lyrics everytime he sang it. :D
thats one of my favorite songs,Quote:
Originally posted by lilmiss+2 July 2003 - 18:10--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td>QUOTE (lilmiss @ 2 July 2003 - 18:10)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'> <!--QuoteBegin-jetje@2 July 2003 - 12:47
The Doors - The end
but he changed the lyrics everytime he sang it. :D [/b][/quote]
luckily he didnt on the records i have.. :D
Artist: Notorious B.I.G.
Album: Life After Death
Title: Going Back To Cali
Verse 1
When the lala hits
The lyrics jus splits you
Head so hard, that ya hat can't fit you
Either I'm with ya or against you
Form that bent you
Back thru the maze I sent you
Talkin to tha rap inventor
Nigga wit the game tight
Fit that flame right
Spell my name right
b-i-double g-i-e
Iced out lights out
Me and Cees-a-leaah
Gettin head from some chick he kno
See its all about the chedda
Nobody do it betta
Goin back tah cali
Strictly for tha weatha
Women, and the weed
Stinky green
No cees bitch please
Poppa ain't soft
Get up in the hood
Ain't no love lost
Got me mixed up
You drunk them lics up
Mad cuz i got my dick sucked
And my balls licked
Forfeit
The game is mine
I'ma spell my name one more time
Check it
Its the
n-o--t-o--r-i--o--u-s
You just
Lay down
Slow - ONE OF THE BEST LINES
Recognize a real don when you see juan
Sippin on booze in the house of blues
Chorus 4x
I'm going going...back back...to Cali Cali
Verse 2
If I got choose a coast I got to choose the East
I live out there, so don't go there
But that don't mean a nigga can't rest in the West
See some nice breasts in the West
Smoke some nice cess in the West
Y'all niggaz is a mess
Thinkin i'm goin stop
Givin L.A. props
All I got is beef with those that violate me
I shall annihilate thee
Case closed
Suitcase filled with clothes
Linens and things
I begin things
People start to flash
818s, 213s, 313s
B.I.G.
Frequently floss hoes at Rosco's
If I wanna sport her
Take her to Fatburger
Spend about a week on Venice Beach
Sippin Crisco
With some freaks from Frisco
Chorus 4x
Verse 3
Cali got gunplay
Models on the runway
Scream biggie biggie gimme one more chance
I be whippin on the freeway
The NYC way
On the celly-celly with mah homeboy lance
Pass hash from left to right
Only got 5 blunts left to light
I'm set tonight
Paid a visit to Versace stores
Lets see somethin till I aint got no more
Only in L.A.
Motherfuckin 'zelay
Rub it in they tummy
Lick it, say its yummy
Then fuck yo man
Fuck yo plans
Is it to rock tha tristate?
Almost gold
5 gz and showgate
Or do you wanna see about 7 digits
Fuckin hoes
Exquisite
Cali...great place to visit
Chorus 4x
Most of the songs from Paul Simon.
Best examples- The Sound of Silence and Poem on the Underground Wall.
And how can we forget Don McLean's 'American Pie'!!!
Okay Biggie got in here now its Tupacs turn.
First off fuck yo bitch and the clic you claim.
Westside when we ride come equipped wit game.
You claim to be a player but I fucked yo wife.
We bus on bad boys niggas fuck fo life.
Plus puffy tryin see me wit hearts I rip.
Biggie smalls and junior mafia some mark ass bitches.
We keep on coming while we runnin for yo Q's.
Steady gunnin keep on bus'n at them fools.
You know the rules.
Lil Ceasar go ask ya homie how I leave ya.
Cut ya young ass up.
Leave you in pieces.
Now be deceased.
Lil Kim don't fuck around wit real G's.
Quick ta snatch yo ugly ass off the streets.
So fuck peace.
I let them niggas know its on for life.
Don't let the westside ride tonight. haha
Bad Boy murdered on wax and killt
Fuck wit me and get yo caps peelt.
You know see:
Grab ya glocks when ya see Tupac
Call the cops when ya see Tupac
UH who shot me but you punks didn't finish
Now ya bout ta feel the wrath of a menace
Nigga I hit em up
Check this out
You mothafuckas know what time it is
I don't even know why I'm on this track
Y'all niggas ain't even on my level
I'm a let my little homies ride on you bitch made ass bad boy bitches
Feel It!
Get out the way yo get out the way yo
Biggie smalls just got dropped
Little move passed the mack
and let me him in his back
Frank wright need ta get spanked right
Fo settin traps
Lil accident murdera
And I ain't neva hearda ya
Poisnous gats attack when I'm servin ya
Spank tha shank ya whole style when I gank
Guard ya rank cuz I'm a slam ya ass in the paint.
Puffy weaker then the fuckin block
I run at you nigga
And I smoke the junior mafia
in front a you nigga
Wit tha ready power
tuckin my guests under my eddie bauer
ya kyle petty style
I pull packages every hour
Hit em up
Grab ya glocks when ya see Tupac
Call tha cops when ya see Tupac
UH who shot me but ya punks didn't finish
Now ya bout ta feel the wrath of a menace.
Nigga we hit em up
Peep how we do it keep it real
It's penitentiary steel
This ain't no freestyle battle
All you niggas gettin killed
with ya mouths open
Tryin ta come up off on me
You and da clouds hoping
smoking dope is like a sherman
Niggas think they learn ta fly
But they burn muthafucka
You deserve ta die
Talkin bout you gettin money
but its funny ta me
All you niggas livin bummy
Why you fuckin with me
I'm a self-made millionaire
Thug livin outta prison pistols in the air
Biggie remember when I used to let you sleep on the couch
And beg the bitch to let you sleep in the house
Now its all about versace you copied my style
Five shots couldn't drop me I took and smiled
Now I'm back to set the record straight
With my AK I'm still the thug that you love to hate
Muthafucka I hit em up
I'm From N E W Jers
With plenty murdas and curs
No points in common we bringin drama
Ta all you herds
Malcolm check the scenario
Lil c's I'll bring you fake G's to ya knees
Copping pleas in de Janeirio
Lil Kim is you coked up or doped up
Get ya little junior mafia clic smoked up
What the fuck is you stupid
I'll take money crash and mash through Brooklyn
With my clic lootin shootin and pollutin your block
With fifteen shot cop glocks to ya knock
Outlaw mafia clic movin up another notch
In ya box tops pops get mopped and dropped
All ya fake ass east coast props brainstormed and lopped
You's a beat writa part style taker
I'll tell ya to ya face you ain't shit but a faker
Sippin the Alize with a chaser
Bout ta get murda'd for the paper
Any I mean I post the scene of the caper
Like a loc
wit lil ceasar in a choke hug
Ta tha smoke
We ain't no muthafuckin joke
Thug life niggas betta be known
We approachin in the wide open guns smokin
No need fo hopin
Its a battle lost
I got a cross
as soon as the funk
Poppin off
Nigga I hit em up
Now you tell me who won
I see them they run
Hehehe
They don't wanna see us
Whole junior mafia clic dressin up tryin ta be us.
How the fuck they gonna be the mob
When we always on our job
We millionaires killin ain't fair but somebody gotta do it
Oh yeah mobb d
you wanna fuck wit us
Ya little young ass muthafuckas
Don't one a you niggas got sickle cell or sumpin
You fuck wit me nigga you fuck around have a seizure or a heart attack
You betta back the fuck up for you get smacked the fuck up
This how we do it on our side
Any you niggas from new york wanna bring it, bring it
But we ain't singin we bringin drama
Fuck you and yo muthafuckin mama
We gonna kill all you muthafuckas
Now when I came out I told you it was just about biggie
Then erybody had to open they mouth with a muthafuckin opinion
Well this how we gonna do this
FUCK Mobb D
FUCK Biggie
FUCK Bad Boy as a staff, record label, and as a muthafuckin crew
And if you want to be down with bad boy then FUCK YOU TOO
Chino XL FUCK YOU TOO
All you muthafuckas FUCK YOU TOO
All a yall muthafuckas Fuck you die slow muthafucka
My fo fo make sure all yall kids don't grow
You muthafuckas can't be us or see us
We muthafuckin thug life rida's westside till we die
Out here in california nigga we warn ya
We'll bomb on you muthafuckas
We do our job
You think you the mob nigga we the muthafuckin mob
Ain't nuttin but killas and tha real niggas
All you muthafuckas feel us
Our shit goes triple in fo quadrants
You niggas mad cuz our staff got guns in they muthafuckas belts
You know how it is when we drop records they felt
You niggas can't feel it
We the realest
Fuck em we bad boy killas
We kill em
We kill em
We kill em
We kill em
We kill em
We kill em
We kill em
PHEW!!! :) :P
Fairytale of New York
Shane MacGowan
performed with the Pogues
"You're a bum
You're a punk
You're an old slut on junk
Lying there almost dead on a drip
In that bed
You scum bag
You maggot
You cheap lousy faggot
Happy Christmas your arse
I pray God
It's our last"
Top that B)
My favorite lyrics:
Celery Bunch
sung by cartoon kids dressed in celery costumes
the (crunch)es occur when they take a bite
We're the celery bunch
And we love to crunch (crunch!)
Celery, celery
Now you don't need a fork
And you don't need a spoon
You can munch on it all afternoon
Celery, celery
You can dip it in cheese or peanut butter
Eat it all day, go ask your mother
"What about celery, what about celery"
She'll tell you it's good for your digestive system
Fiber is good you know
And what we love
Most of all
Is that it's (crunch!)
LOUD!
We're the celery bunch
And we love to crunch (crunch!)
Celery, celery!
Is this a Springsteen song... ??? Never knew.. always thought it was Garth Brooks!Quote:
Originally posted by BigBank_Hank@1 July 2003 - 21:29
Bruce Springstenn - Thunder Road
"Show a little faith, there's magic in the night
You ain't a beauty, but hey you're alright
Oh and that's alright with me"
:lol: :lol: :lol:
i only know his performance of this...
Btw great song!
yep sure is a Bruce Springsteen song Great Song yes!Quote:
Is this a Springsteen song... ??? Never knew.. always thought it was Garth Brooks!
i only know his performance of this...
Six Feet UnderSuffer inside myself There is no hopeQuote:
Suffering in Ecstacy
In this grave Bottomless
The deepest depths An empty pit
No way to live
Dead
It's killing me This deadly plague
Poisoned blood Runs through my veins
Finding pleasure Within the pain
I'm suffering A step away
From the edge One more rush
All I need is A harder push
There is no cure My infection is self inflicted
I'm suffering In ecstasy
Slowly dying Inside my body
Locked away With no escape
Finding pleasure Within the pain
A step away From the adge
All I need is A harder push
There is no cure My infection is self inflicted
It's killing me This deadly plague
Poisoned blood Runs through my veins
Finding pleasure Within the pain
I'm suffering Suffer inside myself
There is no hope In this grave
Bottomless The deepest depths
An empty pit No way to live
Dead
A step away From the edge
One more rush All I need is
A harder push There is no cure
My infection is self inflicted
I'm suffering In ecstasy
Slowly dying Inside my body
Locked away With no escape
Finding pleasure Within the pain
---my song for today
Slayer"Captor of Sin"
Halls of Hell spread its wings as I penetrate your soul
Feel the fire shift through your body as I slip into your
throne
Cast aside, do as you will, I care not how you feel
Satan's job, I snatch you up, force of my demon's seal
Hot winds of Hell
Burns, in my wake
Death is what you pray,
Behold, captor of sin
As fit of slaves, my manipulation, captive of my vice
Abandon God, thy helpless ones, to relieve you of your plight
Subversive action will not help, it will strengthen me
I see they're glad your every move, death your final plea
Hot winds of Hell
Burns, in my wake
Death is what you pray,
Behold, captor of sin
Your skin turns to never
I ignite your timid blood
You feel my lethal touch
As I grasp your will and soul
I'll take you down into the fire
Halls of Hell spread its wings as I penetrate your soul
Feel the fire shift through your body as I slip into your
throne
Cast aside, do as you will, I care not how you feel
Satan's job, I snatch you up, force of my demon's seal
Hot winds of Hell
Burns, in my wake
Death is what you pray,
Behold, captor of sin
--damn it feels good to think evil thoughts sometimes
HE...Hee..
It's that the leaves a rustling..
or the hinges of the gate...
or Ernies ghostly gold tops..
a rattling in their crate..
<CHORUS>
Errrnnieeee...he drove the fastest milk cart in the west.
Chip.... :D
;)
"Are you such a dreamer, to put the world to rights?" Radiohead 2+2=5.
i like celery's stuff