Share your favorite song lyrics :)

Could list dozens... But one close to me:

I took a slide, slipping down a staircase
A Piranesian dream
My senses reeled, distorted about the darkness
A lit my way with a scream
And in the rave an alarum caused a
Cracked mirror
I got confused by the sound
I turned around and touched it from a distance
and then it fell to the ground

Loud cry from the shallows
Lust feeds on the fear
Walls crack under pressure
I think the end is getting near

And in my mind that was the fury of a madness
That consecrated the dirt
I stumbled through the enigma of the reason
And celebrated the hurt
And then I found in an act of desperation
A subtle rip in the heart
I was seduced by the fear (taste) of devastation
and then it tore me apart

Oh no, nothing matters!
When it takes me
When it rapes me, breaks me
Shakes me down

A quick escape from the fear of commination
I slept the night with my spleen
A thin exuse, I was searching for some answers
I broke away from the scene
Because after all animality's an instinct
And its Luxuria's slave
To taste the truth, it's a seizure of the senses
And its a foot in the grave


Alarum, The Tea Party

I’m traveling in some vehicle
I’m sitting in some cafe
A defector from the petty wars
That shell shock love away
There’s comfort in melancholy
When there’s no need to explain
It’s just as natural as the weather
In this moody sky today
In our possessive coupling
So much could not be expressed
So now I’m returning to myself
These things that you and I suppressed
I see something of myself in everyone
Just at this moment of the world
As snow gathers like bolts of lace
Waltzing on a ballroom girl

You know it never has been easy
Whether you do or you do not resign
Whether you travel the breadth of extremities
Or stick to some straighter line
Now here’s a man and a woman sitting on a rock
They’re either going to thaw out or freeze
Listen...
Strains of benny goodman
Coming thru’ the snow and the pinewood trees
I’m porous with travel fever
But you know I’m so glad to be on my own
Still somehow the slightest touch of a stranger
Can set up trembling in my bones
I know - no one’s going to show me everything
We all come and go unknown
Each so deep and superficial
Between the forceps and the stone

Well I looked at the granite markers
Those tribute to finality - to eternity
And then I looked at myself here
Chicken scratching for my immortality
In the church they light the candles
And the wax rolls down like tears
There’s the hope and the hopelessness
I’ve witnessed thirty years
We’re only particles of change I know, I know
Orbiting around the sun
But how can I have that point of view
When I’m always bound and tied to someone
White flags of winter chimneys
Waving truce against the moon
In the mirrors of a modern bank
from the window of a hotel room

I’m traveling in some vehicle
I’m sitting in some cafe
A defector from the petty wars
Until love sucks me back that way
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Joni Mitchell "Hejira"

The eastern world, it is explodin’.
Violence flarin’, bullets loadin’
You’re old enough to kill, but not for votin’
You don’t believe in war, but what’s that gun you’re totin’
And even the Jordan River has bodies floatin’

But you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
Ah, you don’t believe
We’re on the eve
of destruction.

Don’t you understand what I’m tryin’ to say
Can’t you feel the fears I’m feelin’ today?
If the button is pushed, there’s no runnin’ away
There’ll be no one to save, with the world in a grave
Take a look around you boy
It’s bound to scare you boy

And you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
Ah, you don’t believe
We’re on the eve
of destruction.

Yeah, my blood’s so mad feels like coagulatin’
I’m sitting here just contemplatin’
I can’t twist the truth, it knows no regulation.
Handful of senators don’t pass legislation
And marches alone can’t bring integration
When human respect is disintegratin’
This whole crazy world is just too frustratin’

And you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
Ah, you don’t believe
We’re on the eve
of destruction.

Think of all the hate there is in Red China
Then take a look around to Selma, Alabama
You may leave here for 4 days in space
But when you return, it’s the same old place
The poundin’ of the drums, the pride and disgrace
You can bury your dead, but don’t leave a trace
Hate your next-door neighbor, but don’t forget to say grace
And… tell me over and over and over and over again, my friend
You don’t believe
We’re on the eve
Of destruction
Mm, no no, you don’t believe
We’re on the eve
of destruction.

I saw your Mommy - by Suicidal Tendencies

Yesterday, as I went out of the house
I saw a body lying down quiet as a mouse
Lying face down in the sewer
I got up closer and realized that I knew her
All her organs coming from her inside
Slashed up skin sliced up hide
Turned her over and saw the tire tracks on her head
That's when I realized she was dead
I saw your mommy and your mommy's dead
I saw your mommy and your mommy's dead

Twisted body chopped off feet
Her body was minced meat
Bugs crawling on her arms
She's dead, can't do no harm
Gnarled up legs, broken and bent
Her last breath has been spent

I saw your mommy and your mommy's dead
I watched her as she bled
Chewed off toes on her chopped off feet
I took a picture cause I thought it was neat
But the thing I like seeing the best
Was the rodents using her hair as a nest
I saw your mommy and your mommy's dead
I saw your mommy and your mommy's dead

I saw your mommy nnd your mommy's dead
I saw her lying in a pool of red
I think it's the greatest thing I'll ever see
Your dead mommy lying in front of me
I'll always remember her lying dead on the floor
I hope she dies twenty times more
I saw your mommy and your mommy is dead
I saw your mommy and your mommy is dead

Ain't Goin to Goa
(Love, Love, Love & The Rev. D Wayne Love)

I believe I'm gonna
Shut down my Shakras, shift Shiva offa my shelf
Take down my tie dyes, my Tibentan bells
Cool down my karma witha can of OPT
Ain't no call for Castaneda in my frontline library.

There's one thing I know, Lord above,
I ain't gonna go,
I ain't goin' to Goa, Ain't going to Goa now
Ain't goin' to Goa, Ain't going to Goa now

Ain't dancing trance, no thanx, no chance to
t-t tranquilize me.
Ain't sippin' no smart bar drinks, yo, that don't
satisfy me.

Dosin' up my dharma, with a drop of gasoline.
I ain't down with Mr. Mckenna, tantric mantra talkin'
don't move me.

I don't need no freaky, deeky, fractal, geometry,
crystal silicon chip.
I aint walking on lay lines, reading no High Times,
put me on another bad trip.
Timothy Leary, just check his theory
he sold acid for the FBI
Well, he ain't no website wonder, the guru just went under,
you can keep your California Sunshine.

'Cos the righteous truth is, there ain't nothing worse than
some fool lying on some Third World beach wearing
spandex, psychedelic trousers, smoking damn dope
pretending he gettin' consciousness expansion.
I want Consciousness Expansion..
I go to my local tabernacle an'
I sing with the brothers and sisters.

Peace In the Valley
(Love, Love, Thompson, Tonin)

She spends too much time with herself everynight
Just fooling around with her fears.
In the morning she mourns the decline of her mind,
Drowning in a bottle of beer.
It's too dangerous to think about
Just what she might have been,
If she'd sung for salvation
If she'd jumped on her dreams.

But there's gonna be peace in the valley tomorrow
Cos tonight she's gonna blow it all away
Lord she feels so twisted, she ain't ever gonna fix it
She's just waiting for the light to shine on a
brand new day.

He don't know if he's communist, a hedonist or a whore
Spent too much time riding on a white line to find
the door
And if he did and he opened it he'd find those letters
in the hall
he's too blind to read between the lines
Cos the writing's on the wall

But there's gonna be peace in the valley tomorrow
Cos tonight he's gonna blow it all away
Lord he feels so twisted, he ain't never gonna fix it
He's just waiting for the light to shine on a
brand new day.

I got ecstacy, but I need some company
You've got that mystery, Lord, I need a plan
All I got is a compromise and a bag full of alibis
Empty as the bottle of whiskey in my shaking hand.

But there's gonna be peace in the valley tomorrow
Cos tonight we're gonna blow it all away
Lord we feel so twisted, we ain't ever gonna fix it
We're just waiting for the light to shine on a
brand new day.

- Atlantic City - Bruce Springsteen (1982)


Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night now they blew up his house too
Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' ready for a fight gonna see what them racket boys can do

Now there's trouble busin' in from outta state and the D. A. can't get no relief
Gonna be a rumble out on the promenade and the gamblin' commissions hangin' on by the skin of it's teeth

Everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back
Put your makeup on fix your hair up pretty
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City

Well I got a job and tried to put my money away
But I got debts that no honest man can pay
So I drew what I had from the Central Trust
And I bought us two tickets on that Coast City Bus

Everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back
Put your makeup on fix your hair up pretty
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City

Now our luck may have died and our love may be cold but with you forever I'll stay
We're goin' out where the sands turnin' to gold
So put on your stockin's cause the nights gettin' cold

Everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back
Put your makeup on fix your hair up pretty
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City

Now I been lookin' for a job but it's hard to find
Down here it's just winners and losers and don't get caught on the wrong side of that line
Well I'm tired of comin' out on the losin' end
So honey last night I met this guy and I'm gonna do a little favor for him

Everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back
Put your makeup on fix your hair up pretty
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City

Soooo many lyrics, I might post a few, but here is my first, it's one of many of mine and ma baby's song, I love you Fred

Slipknot - Vermillion PT 2

She seen trust in all of me, stretched across my shame.
All the torment and the pain
Leaked through the cover in me
Id do anything ever to myself
Just to have her for myself
Now I dont know what to do, I dont know what to do when she makes me sane.

She is everything to me
The unaquited dream
A song that no one sings
The unobtainable, Shes a myth that I have to believe in
All I need to make it real is one more reason
I dont know what to do, I dont know what to do when she makes me sane.

But I wont let this build up inside of me
I wont let this build up inside of me
I wont let this build up inside of me
I wont let this build up inside of me

A catch in my throat
Choke, dawn into pieces I wont
No, I dont want to be this

But I wont let this build up inside of me
I wont let this build up inside of me
I wont let this build up inside of me
I wont let this build up inside of me

She isnt real
I can make her real
She isnt real
I can make her real

The Chicken Song
(from BBC's "Spitting Image"

It's the time of year, now that spring is in the air
When those two wet gits, with their girly curly hair
Make another song, for moronic holidays
that nausiate-ate-ates in a million different ways
From the shores of Spain, to the coast of southern France
No matter where you hide, you just can't escape this dance

Hold a chicken in the air, stick a deck-chair up your nose
Buy a Jumbo-Jet, and then bury all your clothes
Paint your left knee green, then extract your wisdom teeth
Form a string quartet, and pretend your name is Keith.

Skin yourself alive, learn to speak Araphahoe
Climb inside a dog, and behead an Eskimo
Eat a Renault Four, wear salami in your ears
Cassarole your gran, disembowel yourself with spears

The disco is migrating, the sound is loud and grating
It's truly nausiating - let's do the dance again..

Hold a chicken in the air, stick a deck-chair up your nose
Buy a Jumbo-Jet, and then bury all your clothes
Yes you'll hear this song, in the holiday discos
And there's no escape, in the clubs or in the bars
You would hear this song, if you holidayed in Mars

Skin yourself alive, learn to speak araphahoe
Climb inside a dog, and behead an Eskimo
Now you've heard it once, your brain will spring a leak
And though you hate this song you'll be humming it for weeks

Hold a chicken in the air, stick a deck-chair up your nose
Buy a Jumbo-Jet, and then bury all your clothes
la la la la la la la....

(voice in the background at the end: "'ay - we had a laugh!"

Gone by jack johnson:

Look at all those fancy clothes
but these could keep us warm just like those
what about your soul, is it gold
is it straight form the mold, in ready to be sold
caring phones and demon rings
bling bling
those are only removable things
what about your mind, dose it shine or
are there things that concern you more then your tie
gone going gone going every ghing gone give a dam*
gone give the bird when they don't need to sing
gone give the people, all ocword with their things
gone

look at you out to make a deal
you try to be appalling but you lose your apill
what about your shoes, your into tody
they'll do no good on the bridge you burned along the way
your willing to sell any thing
gone with your hurt
leave your foot prints
we'll shame them with are word

gone people
all careless and consumed, gone
gone going , gone every thing, gone give a dam*
gone give the bird, if they don't want to sing
gone people, all concerned with their things

gone

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Pounding by Doves

I can't stand by, see you destroyed
I can't be here and watch you burnin out
lie for a moment and lie as a decoy
It doesn't matter if I give in easy
So why is it so hard to get by? (and I said)
we so down
but it's now or never baby
we don't mind
if this don't last forever
see the light
but it won't last forever
seize the time
cause it's now or never, baby
let's leave at sunrise
let's live by the ocean
I don't mind if we, never come home( at all)
Let's give 'em warnings
to set in motion
in and out of love and institutions
cause I know this can't last for long
we so down
but it's now or never baby
we don't mind
if this don't last forever
see the light
but it won't last forever
seize the time
cause it's now or never, baby
So why, is it so hard to get by?
We so down
and this can't last forever
we don't mind
cause it's now or never, baby

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art is hard by Cursive

Cut it out, your self-inflicted pain is getting too routine
the crowds are catching on to the self-afflicted song
well here we go again, the art of acting weak
fall in love to fail, to boost your CD sales
and that CD sells yeah what a hit, you got to repeat it
you gotta sink to swim

First you dont, you dont succeed
you gotta recreate your misery
cause we all know art is hard
young artists have gotta starve
try and fail and try again
the comforts of repetition
keep churnin out those hits
till its all the same old sh*t

Oh, a second verse
well color me fatigued
im hiding in the leaves
in the CD jacket sleeves
tired of entertaining
some double-dipped meaning
a soft served analogy
those drunken angry slur
in 31 flavours
you gotta sink gotta sink gotta sink to swim
immerse yourself in rejection
regurgitate some sorry tale
about a boy who sells his love affairs

Gotta fake (fake) fake (fake) the pain
gotta make (make) make (make) a scene
gotta break (break) break (break) a leg
when you get on stage and they scream your name
oh cursive is so cool!

You gotta sink gotta sink gotta sink to swim
impersonate greater persons
cause we all know art is hard
when we dont know who we are

hey hey

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Pants On Fire Lyrics by Buck 65

Sky diver, your pants are on fire and the rest of your clothes is blowing
And for some strange reason, your nose is growing
My skin is crawling, everybody's chin is falling,
jaws are dropping left and right
Lost cause you came like a thief in the night
With nice white teeth and a tight a$$ and long conversation
Fascinating feeling to spend months in your company
I never felt uncomfortable, even with my clothes off
Chillin so hard, my a$$ almost froze off
Everybody shows off and wants to look presentable
But the fact of the matter is that accidents are preventable
From the sound of the candy wrappers
Down to the handicappers
Everybody's got to exercise a little caution
But every so often expect things to get hectic or
Technically difficult and I begin to get skeptical
Especially when the canadian bacon gets sizzlin
Isn't it a sin when the ceiling is invisible
We need new inventions that reveal peoples true intentions
A portable pride protector, affordable lie detector
The wild lifestyle has the tendency to intimidate
But it isn't your invitation to imitate
In front of my face, you spoke my gospel like an apostle
But on the other side of town, you got coke in your nostril
Just for example, we all want to live a bit
Whatever, it's your body of water, why should I give a sh*t


Who are you anyway, and where did you come from
Dumdum, just when I thought I could trust someone
The mask comes off, and your face fades away
You radiate eighty-eight full shades of gray

Black and white rainbow, you know you ain't acting right
Game show hostess, stabbing every back in sight
The time has come thicker than blood
And make no mistake, I'm a stick in the mud
I'm a kick in your pants and I'm a lump in your throat
And I'm the hassle in your castle, I'm going to jump in your moat
Splash, hypocritical condition the hospital
Makes this mission impossible
Pretty much, I've got no patients left and as a physician or doctor
It puts me in an awkward position
No magician can trick me, or lick me with a cattle whip
So what makes you think you can sink my battleship
We ain't family, drama queen, the camera's rolling
Show me your swollen mem*ries before the moment's stolen
Slow-motion Picasso, wearing the wool socks
And coming with the full clip, I'm sick of this bullsh*t

Who are you anyway, and where did you come from
Dumdum, just when I thought I could trust someone
The mask comes off, and your face fades away
You radiate eighty-eight full shades of gray

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ug too many
any thing by:
dave
spear head
Lauryn Hill
tupac
Clairvoyants
outcast

Do Th Evolution by Perl Jam
corny but tears in heaven by eric clapton
milkyshake because it's funny to hear a death metal band do a cover of it
Worked up So Sexual by The Faint
Hotel Caliofrnia
Walking and Thinking by RA
Aerials
Thinkin' Again by Rehab
Let Go by Frou Frou

Joni Mitchell's "Free Man in Paris" opens with a couplet that makes the whole song someone else's words which just trips my "clever" trigger:

For a tune that never fails to rip my heart out "Little Green" - about putting her baby up for adoption - makes me misty just thinking about it. But her music is so wrapped around the lyric that it is mostly useless to post it here.

Bells of War - Wu Tang Clan

Verse One: U-God

Yeah, yo
Give me the cue
Skip the introduction, prosate the lip function
The junction get rushed by some grimy people bustin weed
Splatter your belly like some Attica fellas
Use a firearm good, bloods go for hard swelling
Insert the spasm, yes the dirty hurt has them
Thoroughbred thugs insert the fantasm
Verbal smarts, spark the word, visit my scripture
Exotic wine, holding nine, Picasso pictures
When the rhyme pivot you now, limit your chance
Bodyguard the lyric with unlimited stance
Words seem to zing on down to Bejing
When we touch down you crown renowned kings

Verse two: Method Man

There's no honor amongst theives, street pharmaceutical
Stack like Genovese, the four devil tempt mad men
But not these, we profound hardcore sound
To MC's thumbs down, prepare
Killa bees it be warfare, this the year
Niggaz gotta take you off of here, hold the square
If we go there we go gritty
And spread fear through this rap city, call the mayor
My razor sharp darts be like cold stairs
The smell of fear makes my nostrils -- flair, truth or dare
Ask yourself can you compare
to these niggaz in the hood, Johnny B. Goode
or he be gone, yeah
The struggle goes on, you've been warned
P.L.O. from here to Lebanon, how many bombs
Must we drop in the Ninety-Now
Walk a mile in my shoes, get the street news, from Meth-Tical

Verse Three: RZA

You gots to be kidding, you gots to be kidding
Aiyyo kid, you gots to be kidding, my glocks'll be spitting
You gots to be kidding, yo

It's common sense how I master my circum-fer-ence, you dense
I get locked the fuck up, released on my own recognizance
Can't be judged, young bloods bust back like scuds
Wu-Tang harvest one thousand notches above
MC level, yo, I stay high as like treble
Foes who oppose get plucked like rose pedals
Arresting and holding, penetrate for better regions
Wack MC's only lasted one season
The morale was low at the corral
Adjective pronouns had no style, yo, we propose our
aim the official, initial, is Ruler Zig-Zag-Zig Allah
All that other bullshit ain't permissable
Annual increase of the Wu-Tang Manual
Handles to a keyboard is true hip hop set tangible
illegible, every egg ain't edible
My tracks remain Unforgettable, like Ol' Nat Cole
Got to catch this paper to buy Shaquasia a glacier
Throw chairs to deck a skyscraper
Understand that the continents of Africa and Asia
and free the black man from the enslaved labor, Wu-Tang

Interlude: Masta Killa, Method Man, Raekwon

The weight of the fam is on our back and we can't fall
Victim to this long hall of fame, meaning nuttin
We came to punish the glutton with a substance
That can't be contained, Wu-Tang

Motherfuckers
We be seeing y'all asses when we walk up in the club
Y'all all in the back
Scared to speak the speak cause you scared
Punk motherfucker, we know what time it is

[Raekwon conversating with some people]
All you been seeing is upsets in the box and shit right
It's like come on man
This nigga fucked up motherfuckin Whittaker
Dang, he caught Whittaker
Mmmmhmmm
He caught Whittaker a long time ago
Mike got touched
Then Mike got touched by Holyfield
Holyfield
Yeah, word up
Hey, Mike's -- Mike's gonna forfeit this fight
He ain't fighting McDermit
He ain't fightin?
Nope
Whattup?
You talkin bout he -- what he, what he, what he did?
Told them he cut his eye, in sparring

Verse Five: Ghostface Killah

Style adoral rap pressing, David Berkowitz
Einstein birth to hit, now nurture it
M.G.M. front row seat tonight, no gens
Purified cleanse, ran into some beef up in the men's
Fix your sawed off, Wu-Tang throw me off the cross
All you saw was white meat, skin hangin off
These is words from the Arch Bishop, some call it six up
The Betty Crocker, marvel cake stakes admissor
Wax janitor, black Jack Mulligan from Canada
Slam dance, tarantula style, youse a fan of the
Monopoly king, Slavic poetry
Carnegie Hall's off the hook, let's push through the armory
Mack truck hitting soloist, soul controllers
Behold of the thousand teeth fist, swift and boneless

Outro: RZA

You know, cause Wu-Tang is invincible, youknowhatI'mean?
It's Wu-Tang Forever God (invincible)
Knahmsaying? We gonna get down with that W
You gonna get down with that W
That's that Wu, that's that Wisdom
YouknowhatI'msayin? That's the Wisdom of the Universe
That's the truth, of Allah, for the Nation, of the Gods
YouknowhatI'msayin? We breakin egg through these days God
YouknowhatI'msayin? We got the fuckin way
We got the medicine for yo' sickness
Out here, ya knowhatImean?
I was telling Shorty like --
Yo Shorty, you don't even gotta go to summer school
Pick up the Wu-Tang double CD
And you'll get all the education you need this year
YouknowhatImean?
(Their poisoned minds can't comprehend this shit)
Word man, it's Wu-Tang Forever God
Niggaz can't fuck with these lyrics God
YouknowhatI'msayin? Knahmean?
(Oh hell no, none of this shit)
C'mon man -- beats, lyrics man, y'all niggaz
(Niggaz can't even understand half this shit)
Nah (man, no)
I think niggaz ain't gonna figure it out til the year Two-G
(Wax niggaz ass for free or fee) Word
Yo, you know what? The next Wu-Tang album ain't even
comin out until Two Thousand
YaknowhatImean? That's just gonna come back with a comet
You hear, we gonna bring a comet
(Check for that shit in the millenium)
YouknowhatImean? So, yo, y'all niggaz man
(Be the ressurection) The Gods is here man
Born Gods is here
(Born God)

Haha. Hell ya WuTang rocks!

Mujeres Divinas

Hablando de mujeres y traiciones
se fueron consumiendo las botellas
pidieron que cantara mis canciones
y yo cante unas dos en contra de ellas.


De pronto que se acerca un caballero
su pelo ya pintaba algunas canas
me dijo: le suplico compañero
que no hable en mi presencia de las damas.


Le dije que nosotros simplemente hablamos
de lo mal que nos pagaron
que si alguien opinaba diferente
seria porque jamas lo traicionaron.


Me dijo: yo soy uno de los seres
que mas ha soportado los fracasos
y siempre me dejaron las mujeres
llorando y con el alma hecha pedazos.


Mas nunca les reprocho mis heridas
se tiene que sufrir, cuando se ama.
Las horas mas hermosas de mi vida
las he pasado a lado de una dama.


Pudieramos morir en las cantinas
y nunca lograriamos olvidarlas.
Mujeres o mujeres tan divinas
no queda otro camino que adorarlas.


Vicente Fernandez

And any other song by Chente!

- T -

Oh right on Tito. Vicente Fernandez is classic! I like your style Tito. You old skool Mexican.

Por Tu Maldito Amor - Vicente Fernadez

El dia que te encontre me enamore
Tu sabes que yo nunca lo e negado
Con sana me lograste enloqueser
Y yo cai en tu tramapa ilusionado
De pronto todo aquello se acabo
Faltaste a la promesa de adorarnos
Me undiste en el olvido por creer
Que a ti no llegarian jamas los anos
Por tu maldito amor
No puedo terminar con tantas penas
Quisiera rebentarme hasta las venas
Por tu maldito amor
Por tu maldito amor
Por tu maldito amor no logro acomodar mis sentimientos
Y el alma se me sigue consumiendo
Por tu maldito amor
Por tu maldito amor
Ahahahahahahaha
Y ya para que quiero la tumba
Si ya me enteraste en vida
Ahaha ayi
No quiero que regreses nunca no
Prefiero la derota ente mis manos
Si ayer tu nombre tanto pronuncie
Hoy mirame rompiendome los labios
Por tu maldito amor
No puedo terminar con tantas penas
Quisiera rebentarme hasta las venas
Por tu maldito amor
Por tu maldito amor
Por tu maldito amor no logro acomodar mis sentimientos
Y el alma se me sigue consumiendo
Por tu maldito amor
Por tu maldito amor
Por tu bendito amor

Green Day
Boulevard of Broken Dreams
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I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But it's home to me and I walk alone

I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
and I'm the only one and I walk alone

I walk alone
I walk alone

I walk alone
I walk a...

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone

Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah,
Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah

I'm walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the border line
Of the edge and where I walk alone

Read between the lines
What's fucked up and everything's alright
Check my vital signs
To know I'm still alive and I walk alone

I walk alone
I walk alone

I walk alone
I walk a...

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone

Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah
Ah-ah, Ah-ah

I walk alone
I walk a...

I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk a...

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone...

Paris,

It is 11:36 CST and you should not have posted "Por tu Maldito Amor".

A little early, but I am now headed for the kitchen for a cerveza and a shot of jack Daniels.

I am playing it full blast!

Puro corazón!

- T -

I think Joni Mitchell is the best lyricist ever. Always intelligent, insightful, and filled with beautiful imagery.

"White flags of winter chimneys
Wave truce against the moon..."

It just doesn't get any better than that. She's an amazing writer.

LMFAO...I know Tito. I use to watch my uncles and grandfather get so drunk and just sing so loud to this song...hugging each other. I loved it.

The Clash - Lost in the Supermarket

I'm all lost in the supermarket
I can no longer shop happily
I came in here for that special offer
A guaranteed personality

I wasn't born so much as I fell out
Nobody seemed to notice me
We had a hedge back home in the suburbs
Over which I never could see

I heard the people who lived on the ceiling
Scream and fight most scarily
Hearing that noise was my first ever feeling
That's how it's been all around me

I'm all tuned in, I see all the programmes
I save coupons from packets of tea
I've got my giant hit discotheque album
An empty bottle, I feel a bit free

The kids in the halls and the pipes in the walls
Make me noises for company
Long distance callers make long distance calls
And the silence makes me lonely

And it's not hear
It disappear
I'm all lost

LOVE this song. I actually like "Clampdown" best but I don't think the lyrics are as ingenious as this one.

haha that's a GREAT line!

This tune has been rollin around in my head for a few weeks now... wanna hear it?? Here it goes...

In My Dreams With You - Steve Vai

I’m watchin’ you, I’m wantin’ you, but you turn away
I’d crawl through broken glass to you, but it wouldn’t pay
You take me for a fool, but if you only knew
What I do in my dreams with you

You’re so cold and critical, and baby that’s too bad
So my reality will have to come to me in my dreams

I know that you belong to me every night, you suddenly appear in my eyes
It happens when I sleep, it isn’t right, what I do in my dreams with you
It isn’t right what I do in my dreams with you

I love the way you come to me every night
My fantasies are real, and they never lie
If you only knew, what I do in my dreams with you, yeah
It isn’t right, lord knows that it isn’t right

The world can make you cynical, with all it’s love and pain
But I don’t have to carry the weight of the world

I know that you belong to me every night, you suddenly appear in my eyes
It happens when I sleep, it isn’t right, what I do in my dreams with you
It isn’t right what I do in my dreams with you

Baby don’t wake me, let me take you on an endless journey
We touch, and the softest kiss explodes with lust, yeah
It’s real, you can’t deny the heat you feel
And if I die before I wake, baby, that’s all right

I know that you belong to me every night, you suddenly appear in my eyes
It happens when I sleep, it isn’t right, what I do in my dreams with you
It isn’t right what I do in my dreams with you

I know that you belong to me every night, you suddenly appear in my eyes
(repeats out...)

St. Stephen - The Grateful Dead (I heard it live 2 times!!!!)

Saint Stephen with a rose
In and out of the garden he goes
Country garland in the wind and the rain
Wherever he goes the people all complain

Stephen prosper in his time
Well he may and he may decline
Did it matter? does it now?
Stephen would answer if he only knew how

Wishing well with a golden bell
Bucket hanging clear to hell
Hell halfway twixt now and then
Stephen fill it up and lower down
And lower down again

Lady finger dipped in moonlight
Writing `what for?' across the morning sky
Sunlight splatters dawn with answers
Darkness shrugs and bids the day goodbye

Speeding arrow, sharp and narrow,
What a lot of fleeting matters you have spurned
Several seasons with their treasons
Wrap the babe in scarlet covers call it your own

Did he doubt or did he try?
Answers aplenty in the bye and bye
Talk about your plenty, talk about your ills
One man gathers what another man spills (wisdom!)

Saint Stephen will remain
All he's lost he shall regain
Seashore washed by the suds and the foam
Been here so long he's got to calling it home

Fortune comes a crawlin, Calliope woman
Spinning that curious sense of your own
Can you answer? Yes I can,
but what would be the answer to the answer man?