Post random lyrics you think are cool, keep it to 2-3 lines max, don’t post the whole song.
Post random lyrics you think are cool, keep it to 2-3 lines max, don’t post the whole song
A cop knelt and kissed the feet of a priest
And a queer threw up at the sight of that
>YOU SUFFER BUT WHY
A seasoned witch could call you from the depths of your disgrace,
And rearrange your liver to the solid mental grace,
And achieve it all with music that came quickly from afar,
Then taste the fruit of man recorded losing all against the hour
In the end
It doesn't even matter
Raised my rifle to my eye
Never stopped to wonder why.
Then I saw black,
And my face splashed in the sky.
-Neil Young - Powderfinger
AND IF YOU BELIEVE YOU CAN STOP MY CRUSADE
YOU BETTER COME HERE AND CATCH ME
Hey trouble 경고 따윈 없이 오는 너
I'm original visual
우린 원래 이랬어 yeah
Not Wakanda but Wakanda is kinda like what we 'bout to make
And who gon' make it? Kan', duh
The high priest of money looks down on the river
The dawn coming up on his kingdom of gold
When the rim of the sun sends an arrow of silver
He prays to the gods of the bought and the sold
this song is fucking sick
Mention the song name too, maybe post the vid if you really like it.
She gave me a love note
But I woke up with a cut throat
I can't let you come close
I'm the one your god chose
Red Velvet "Psycho"
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STEEL - Heavy Metal Machine
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>I'm chained upon the face of time
>Feelin' full of foolish rhyme
>There ain't no dark till something shines
>I'm bound to leave this dark behind
>I left the nigger lying dead by the river
It's my favorite album. I could barely tell you 2 or 3 lines of the whole album. Yes's lyrics are literally meaningless and that's perfect as it is.
GET ME ON THE COURT AND I'M TROUBLE
LAST WEEK, FUCKED AROUND AND GOT A TRIPLE DOUBLE
When you're waiting for your baby to get back from the moon
And throw her arms around you, in a very quiet lagoon
Well that loneliness is nothing, just imagine how he feels
He's the only person in the world who still believes he's real
Yellow matter custard
Dripping from a dead dog's eye
Words are trains
For moving past what really
Has no name
>you see there's leaders, and there's followers
>but i'd rather be a dick than a swallower
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as he gets the crowd to mindlessly chant it
either that or
>got the kids and the wife life
>but can't wake up from the night life
>And no one sings me lullabies
>And no one makes me close my eyes
>So I throw the windows wide
>And call to you across the sky
Not a drop of blood is drawn
But you know how it bleeds
Beware of the sharp edged weapon
Called human being
Post the song name motherfuckers.
To me living
Is to be laughing
In satisfaction's face
Townes Van zandt - sky blue
on a great big clipper ship
Billy rapped all night 'bout his suicide
How he'd kick it in the head when he was 25
Don't wanna stay alive when you're 25
Irony's the refuge of the educated
Always complaining but they never quit
>He'll want your biography
>and pictures of you in lace
>and satin looking great
Such a beautiful song
Shoot the kids at school
All in a bloody pool
I'll get the teachers, too.
what a classic
In Birmingham they love the governa'
Boo hoo hoo
When I knew there is no moral rule
I didn't scream "Oh my God!'
I said "Phew. Thank Christ. Fucking hell. Thank you. Phew."
Country Teasers - Women and Children First
The ship in my bottle is sinking
It never stood much of a chance
Nothing better than cunnilingus
Pleasure I give to her she gives pleasure back to me
Pleasure it’s not fantasy, it’s reality
I don't mind stealin bread
From the mouth of decadence
I wanna fuck a dog in the ass
Wanna fuck a dog in the ass
Wanna fuck a fuckin dog
Under neon loneliness
Motorcycle emptiness
The vulture sits on top
Of the big top circus arena
He's seen this show before
Knows someone is going to fall
Just near the part
Where the beautiful dancing tightrope ballerine
Forgets that the safety net
Isn't there at all
Down he swoops with claws drawn to take her
Razor sharp so savagely is she mauled
Oh my god, is there no one who can save her?
In steps the fox to thunderous applause
Talk! It's only talk!
Arguments! Agreements! Advice! Answers! Articulate announcements! It's only talk!
-King Crimson, "Elephant Talk"
Baby there ain't no sword in our lake
Just a funeral wake
You were the coldest star in the sky
Only I couldn't see it: I was blind.
And in comes the black night
Calling your name since you were born
Only I couldn't hear it: I was empty as a drum.
My dreams are full of what's not real
I'll fly away and save the world
I'll make you proud someday
I just won't be around to see your face
>The wind come silent through the windshield
>All I could see was snow, sky and pines
>I closed my eyes and I was running
>I was running then I was flying
Updog got its hustlers
The Bowery's got its bums
An ambulance can only go so fast
It's easy to get buried in the past
When you try to make a good thing last
Well since age twelve
I felt like a caged elf
Like a star come down to walk the earth in radiant array
I saw the light of my spirit descend the other day
nigga nigga nigga
bitch ass nigga
nigga nigga nigga
hoe ass nigga
So I made a big mistake
Try to see it once my way
The sky is full of dreams
But you don’t know how to fly
Well I wish they didn't put mirrors behind the bar
Cause I can't stand to look at my face when I don't know where you are
And then the feeling fades away
But you sorta wish it would of stayed
Inside the golden days of missing you
Fire at the breeze that blows these thoughts through our minds
Hire only thieves to steal the thoughts from our heads
So bona to vada oh you
Your lovely eek and
your lovely riah
the moon ain't romantic
it's intimidating as hell
some guy is trying to to sell me a watch
I HAVE NEVER FAILED TO FAIL
That motherfucker Fred Durst
Is like a Fred-ache, makes my head hurt
>limp bizkit
>love the hate
Loneliness is a power that we possess to give or take away forever
The early bird catches the worm
I have worms in mousetraps, baby
nice danny whitten pic OP
>steak eyes
>french fries
>ive got lots of gas
>hands bleed, body shakes, I know who died for me
>fuck and work if you're lucky, I have shame for what I am.
And later on in the album
>lullaby baby don't say a word
>you've gotta live beyond what you see
>Rotten like a three week half-full glass of breast milk
>Drunken off my ass
>I would give anything to erase the past nine years of my life