favorite song lyrics

[nintendoPUNK]

post one of your favorite song lyrics....

i'll start it off with bad religion - 21st century digital boy

I can't believe it, the way you look sometimes
Like a trampled flag on a city street, oh yeah
And I don't want it, the things you're offering me
Symbolized bar code, quick ID, oh yeah

Cuz I'm a 21st century digital boy
I don't know how to live but I've got a lot of toys
My daddy's a lazy middle class intellectual
My mommy's on valium, so ineffectual
Ain't life a mystery?

I can't explain it, the things you're saying to me
It's going yayayayayayaya, oh yeah

Cuz I'm a 21st century digital boy
I don't know how to read but I've got a lot of toys
My daddy's a lazy middle class intellectual
My mommy's on valium, so ineffectual
Ain't life a mystery?

Tried to tell you about no control
But now I really don't know
And then you told me how bad you had to suffer
Is that really all you have to offer?

Cuz I'm a 21st century digital boy
I don't know how to live but I've got a lot of toys
My daddy's a lazy middle class intellectual
My mommy's on valium, so ineffectual
Ain't life a mystery?

[fischju]

All of A.F.I.s songs are baically poetry but i like
"Where were you? Say you were gone?
Well, ask me and I'll swear you were there all along.
Another place? Another state?
At any rate, I can't relate.
There's no two ways, you're a disgrace.
Drown down your fear, suffocate every spark of clarity.
Your weakness: sickens me, saddens me, strengthens me.
There's no way to free responsibility.
Who's to blame? Who's in the wrong?
The truth from which you hide - it was you all along.
You were there, you didn't care,
and your heart and mind were self impaired.
Now, all that's left is our despair."
-Three Reasons

[Sepharite]

Sleep: Eric Whitacre
The evening hangs beneath the moon,
A silver thread on darkened dune.
With closing and eyes and resting head,
I know that sleep is coming soon.

Upon my pillow, safe in bed,
A thousand pictures fill my head.
I cannot sleep, my mind's a-flight;
And yet my limbs seem made of lead.

If there are noises in the night,
A frightening shadow, flickering light;
Then I surrender unto sleep,
Where clouds of dream give second sight.

What dreams may come, both dark and deep,
Of flying wings and soaring leap
As I surrender unto sleep,
As I surrender unto sleep.

It's choir music... stfu. =P

http://s64.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=0...G1LZ6Z4VZYRJKQ (MP3, biatches)

[nmaster64]

"Gravity Of Love"

"O Fortuna
velut Luna" "O Fortune
like the Moon"
Turn around and smell what you don't see
Close your eyes ... it is so clear
Here's the mirror, behind there is a screen
On both ways you can get in
Don't think twice before you listen to your heart
Follow the trace for a new start
What you need and everything you'll feel
Is just a question of the deal
In the eye of storm you'll see a lonely dove
The experience of survival is the key
To the gravity of love
"O Fortuna
velut Luna" "O Fortune
like the Moon"
[Whispers]
[Woman :]
The path of excess leads to
The tower of Wisdom
[Man :]
The path of excess leads to
The tower of Wisdom
[Whispers]
Try to think about it ...
That's the chance to live your life and discover
What it is, what's the gravity of love
"O Fortuna
velut Luna" "O Fortune
like the Moon"
Look around just people, can you hear their voice
Find the one who'll guide you to the limits of your choice
But if you're in the eye of storm
Just think of the lonely dove
The experience of survival is the key
To the gravity of love.
"O Fortuna
velut Luna" "O Fortune
like the Moon"

...

......errr...my gf made me post that...errr...I mean...I don't listen to that stuff...no...of course not...only hardcore emo sh**...right?...yeah...hardcore stuff and whatnot...not that sappy stuff...no...I dont listen to that...never...

...and classical...I hate classical...definitly...yeah...hehe...

Why do they always send the poor

Barbarisms by Barbaras
With pointed heels
Victorious victories kneel
For brand new spankin' deals

Marching forward hypocritic and
Hypnotic computers
You depend on our protection
Yet you feed us lies from the tablecloth

Everybody's going to the party have a real good time
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine

Kneeling roses disappearing into
Moses' dry mouth
Breaking into Fort Knox stealing
Our intentions

Hangers sitting dripped in oil
Crying freedom
Handed to obsoletion
Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth

Everybody's going to the party have a real good time
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine

Everybody's going to the party have a real good time
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine

Blast off
It's party time
And we don't live in a fascist nation

Blast off
It's party time
And where the **** are you?

Where the **** are you?
Where the **** are you?

Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?

Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?

Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?

Kneeling roses disappearing into
Moses' dry mouth
Breaking into Fort Knox stealing
Our intentions

Hangers sitting dripped in oil
Crying freedom
Handed to obsoletion,
Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth

Everybody's going to the party have a real good time
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine

Everybody's going to the party have a real good time
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sun

Where the **** are you?
Where the **** are you?

Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?

Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?

Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
They always send the poor
They always send the poor

system of a down ownz

[bignds]

True there mormon.
erm, hold on,

Stop making the eyes at me, I'll stop making the eyes at you
And what it is that suprises me, is that I don't really want you to
And your shoulders are frozen (cold as the night)
Oh but you're an explosion (you're dynamite)
Your name isn't Rio, but I don't care for sound-alikes
And the fuse might result in a bang, with a bang-go!

I bet that you look good on the dancefloor
I don't know if your looking for romance or...
I don't know what ya looking for
Well I bet that you look good on the dancefloor
Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984
From 1984!

I wish you'd stop ignoring me, because you're sending me to despair
Without a sound yeah you're calling me, and I don't think it's very fair
That your shoulders are frozen (cold as the night)
Oh but you're an explosion (you're dynamite)
Your name isn't Rio, but I don't care for sound-alikes
And the fuse might result in a bang, with a bang-go!

I bet that you look good on the dancefloor
I don't know if your looking for romance or...
I don't know what yaou're looking for
Well I bet that you look good on the dancefloor
Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984
From 1984!

Oh there ain't no love no, Montagues or Capulets
Just banging tunes 'n' DJ sets 'n'
Dirty dancefloors and dreams of naughtiness!

I bet that you look good on the dancefloor
I don't know if your looking for romance or...
I don't know what yaou're looking for
Well I bet that you look good on the dancefloor
Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984
From 1984!

--thats a fairly recent one from the Arctic monkeys, great album theyve got.

[Euan]

Originally Posted by bignds

True there mormon.

--thats a fairly recent one from the Arctic monkeys, great album theyve got.

What a change of opinion, eh!?

***
Got a caveman banging on my back door
Got a hang man hanging on my front lawn
Got an old maid wasting away in the living room
Kids in the kitchen with their mouths full of silver spoons
Got a paper full of yellow journalism
A restraunt waiter selling me words of wisdom
The small town crier is chilling with the village idiots
The big city slickers are still busy building pyramids
Got a dimploma but no wall to hang it
Tags on the bathroom stall to make me famous
A job description that don't fit the bill
a fatal femme fatale dressed to kill
Get me out of this, lie detector test
My pupils inhale and exhale
My breath is a microphone check: 1, 2, what is this?

(I wanna give a big special shout out to all the real people out there, keepin it real, because reality is worth maintaing, you know what I'm saying? keep it up)

In a world where these girl's got retro tattoos
and all I've got is a gut and velcro black shoes
and elbows that move in a way that makes space
I'm looking at you (stay awake, stay awake)
Natural face affected by the chemical leaks
Grammatical mistakes in every sentence I speak
It doesn't matter, I make enough sense to seem deep
Now look at me (go to sleep, go to sleep)

(You know I wanna give a shout out to my boy Reanimator, my man Chris doing his damn thing, keeping me company in this dark ass room, and to all my girls killing ants in the kitchen. Peace baby.)

I'm a poor man's version of a rich man
I've got a small van swerving through a big land
I've got a road map that's looking alot like a math test
A blocked phone number and a bunk home address
I've got a way out but I ain't trying to use it
cuz I've got some ins and I'm a bet all my winnings
If it hurts me more than it hurts you, then I won't hurt you
I've got more sense than virtue
I've got a cerfew, it's 12 o'clock
After that I'll start trembling if I get fed hiphop
Cuz I'm a G to the r-e-m-l-i-n
If I wasn't then why would I say I am?
Get me out of this, lie detector test
My pupils inhale and exhale
My breath is a microphone check: 1, 2, what is this?

[bignds]

Actually, i never did not like them, i just didnt believe the hype untill i heard them, nothing so wrong with that.
Back on topic/

I got these thoughts in my head
Dirty as ****in' and never leavin'
And then best left unsaid
All the drinks under breath

Got some **** off my chest
Put on my back next to the monkey nest
That somebody left
With me the day I was born

I got a hole in my head
The size of lake ****in' michigan
My pipes lined in lead
Got old school reasons to die

All my money's been spent
On a face lift with via alcohol
This sinner repents
To an empty bathroom reflection

Please take these words
And do with them what you would like
It's a dream I had, drove me mad
Just your time, just my ****ing life

I got a bottle in hand
Straight to the ground with all my memories
It's best left unsaid
When they've all been left behind

All my money's been spent
On a D.I.Y. lobotomy
This sinner repents
To a lake and bathroom mirror

Please take these words
And do with them what you would like
It's a dream I had, drove me mad
Just your time, just my ****ing life

So take these words
And do with them what you would like
It's a dream you had, drove me mad
Just your time, just my ****ing life

And that's my life
Over and over again
It's just my ****ing life

It might seem meaningless to you
But it means everything to me
And I'm ****ed without you

Please take these words
And do with them what you would like
It's a dream I had, drove me mad
Just your time, just my ****ing life

And that's my life
Over and over again
It's just my ****ing life

-- Some ALK3 for ye. The lyrics are hella fun to sing, although when you just look at them without the music the lyrics themselves seem very "gothy".

[nmaster64]

Originally Posted by DSdude

...without the music the lyrics themselves seem very "gothy".

oooo...now I'm interested...

P.S. I am not emo!

P.P.S. I am not in denial!

P.P.P.S. STFU!