Greatest Song lyrics

[jimslim]

Hey my dad was a big Jam fan , he told me all about them

[Naang Faa]

x

[jimslim]

Ha ha , cute

[Naang Faa]

Cute for an old bag
x

[Dieter]

Me also an old bag......


I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes
I see a line of cars and theyre all painted black
With flowers and my love both never to come back
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away
Like a new born baby it just happens evry day
I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my red door and it has been painted black
Maybe then Ill fade away and not have to face the facts
Its not easy facin up when your whole world is black

No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue
I could not foresee this thing happening to you
If I look hard enough into the settin sun
My love will laugh with me before the mornin comes

I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes
Hmm, hmm, hmm,...
I wanna see it painted, painted black
Black as night, black as coal
I wanna see the sun blotted out from the sky
I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black
Yeah!


Yiip me like also Leonard Cohen....

[bigmick22]

Calvin Harris - I get all the girls


I get all the girls, I get all the girls x 8



I like them black girls,
I like them white girls,
I like them asian girls,
I like them mix-raced girls,
I like them spanish girls,
I like them Italian girls,
I like the French girls,
And I like scandinavian girls,
I like them tall girls,
I like them short girls,
I like them brown haired girls,
I like them blonde hair girls,
I like them big girls,
I like them skinny girls,
I like them carrying a little-biddy-weight girls.

I get all the girls, I get all the girls x 8

[alan1chef]

Here's some lyrics for you...Jefferson Airplane...Two Heads

You want two heads on you body
And you've got two mirrors in your hand.
Priests are made of brick with gold crosses on a stick
and your nose is too small for this land.
Inside your head is your town
inside your room your jail
inside your mouth the elephants trunk and booze,
the only key to your bail

Coda:
Want two heads on your body
and you've got two mirrors in your hand

Two heads can be put together.
And you can fill both your feet with sand.
Noone will know you've gutted your mind
but what will you do with your bloody hands?
Your lions are fighting with chairs,
your arms are incredibly fat;
Your women are tired of dying alive
if you've had any women at that.

Wearing your comb like an ax in your head
List'ning for signs of life;
Children are sucking on stone and lead
And chasing their hoops with a knife;
New breasts and jewels for the girl,
Keep them polished and shining;
Put a lock on her belly at night, sweet life,
For no child of mine. (Go to Coda)

[Randyman]

My dick is a Harley...
ya kick it to start
wanting to scream
the heavens will part
My dick is a dagger
ahhh with a saw tooth edge

My dick is a screamer baby
ta scream up your slit

steam it..ream it cream it.......

If there was one concert that I could have gone to in my life it would have been this one...Frank Zappa and the Mothers of Invention Live at the Fillmore 6-71.


RM

[olekunde]

you're not even close, the greatest lyrics of all time is the song "aids" by m.o.d which arose from
the ashes of s.o.d. both bands where one of the first crossover (thrash)metal and (hardcore)punk bands.


You're accused of the following charges
You're a woman trapped inside a man
Your sexuality no one denies you
But your preference we can't understand
You are the lonliness of all people

It's time for you to realize
AIDS like the plague is from God
For he sees something wrong in his eyes

Analy Inflicted Death Sentence
A.I.D.S.
Analy Inflicted Death Sentence
A.I.D.S.
Analy Inflicted Death Sentence
A.I.D.S.
Analy Inflicted Death Sentence
A.I.D.S.

That's what you get for having
A penis up your ass
You should have used a condom
That's what you get when you
Swallow another man's load
A lubricated condom

How do you find love in another man's hairy ass
You should have used a condom
Millions of lost hamsters
Running ramped in your bowels
Take the Hershey Highway

Fudge packing men
Fudge packing men
Fudge packing men
Fudge packing men
A manly man
Fudge packing men
Fudge packing men
Fudge packing men

video of the song "bubble butt":
http://youtube.com/watch?v=Rdbsmv651A0

[alan1chef]

Randyman, would that be the concert that was made into the album, Live At The Fillmore East with Mark Volman and Howard Kaylan? A true classic indeed!

[statuesque]

This song hits me right to my core. It feels like the composer was thinking about me when he wrote this. I think this is one of the greatest songs ever sung for a woman. Ever.      

She by Elvis Costello

She may be the face I can't forget
The trace of pleasure or regret
May be my treasure or the price I have to pay
She may be the song the summer sings
May be the chill the autumn brings
May be a hundred different things
Within the measure of a day

She may be the beauty or the beast
May be the famine or the feast
May turn each day into a heaven or a hell
She may be the mirror of my dreams
The smile reflected in a stream
She may not be what she may seem inside her shell

She who always seems so happy in a crowd
Whose eyes can be so crowded and so proud
No one's allowed to see them when they cry
She may be the love that cannot hope to last
May come to me from shadows of the past
But I'll remember till the day I die

She may be the reason I survive
The why and wherefore I'm alive
The one I'll care for through the rough in many years
Me, I'll take her laughter and her tears
And make them all my souvenirs
For where she goes I've got to be
The meaning of my life is she
She
She


 


S

[aussieguy]

wow...u picked an old but great song there Nadine...have u heard Charles Aznavour's version of it?

[statuesque]

 I just checked it a youtube.com! It sounds great as well, thanks.    I feel very art film listening to his version  


null


S

[Guest]

There are so many great lyrics.....
nice one NF with the Jam...i love songs that tell a story...you can really visualize weller getting a kicking down in the tube station.

for me though the best punk lyrics come from jello Biafra of the Dead Kennedy's.

how apt are his lyrics now..with all the new health regimes, buy organic and pc
middle class institutions. he wrote California uber alles in the late 70s and it is still really current in my opinion.


'Zen fascists will control you
100% natural
You will jog for the master race
And always wear the happy face
'



"California Uber Alles"

I am Governor Jerry Brown
My aura smiles
And never frowns
Soon I will be president...

Carter Power will soon go away
I will be Fuhrer one day
I will command all of you
Your kids will meditate in school
Your kids will meditate in school!

[Chorus:]
California Uber Alles
California Uber Alles
Uber Alles California
Uber Alles California

Zen fascists will control you
100% natural
You will jog for the master race
And always wear the happy face

Close your eyes, can't happen here
Big Bro' on white horse is near
The hippies won't come back you say
Mellow out or you will pay
Mellow out or you will pay!

[Chorus]

Now it is 1984
Knock-knock at your front door
It's the suede/denim secret police
They have come for your uncool niece

Come quietly to the camp
You'd look nice as a drawstring lamp
Don't you worry, it's only a shower
For your clothes here's a pretty flower.

DIE on organic poison gas
Serpent's egg's already hatched
You will croak, you little clown
When you mess with President Brown
When you mess with President Brown

[Guest]

i remember a few months back there was a thread about if you could change some things in Britain what would they be.

Someone on the board suggested sending all the new age hippies types off to china. those plastic clog wearing fuckers who harp on about every injustice in the world .
Again Jello Biafra saw through these bourgeois bohemian pricks 30 years ago.
'It's time to taste what you most fear
Right Guard will not help you here'


"Holiday In Cambodia"

So you been to school
For a year or two
And you know you've seen it all
In daddy's car
Thinkin' you'll go far
Back east your type don't crawl

Play ethnicky jazz
To parade your snazz
On your five grand stereo
Braggin' that you know
How the niggers feel cold
And the slums got so much soul

It's time to taste what you most fear
Right Guard will not help you here
Brace yourself, my dear:

It's a holiday in Cambodia
It's tough, kid, but it's life
It's a holiday in Cambodia
Don't forget to pack a wife

You're a star-belly sneech
You suck like a leach
You want everyone to act like you
Kiss ass while you bitch
So you can get rich
But your boss gets richer off you

Well you'll work harder
With a gun in your back
For a bowl of rice a day
Slave for soldiers
Till you starve
Then your head is skewered on a stake

Now you can go where people are one
Now you can go where they get things done
What you need, my son:.

Is a holiday in Cambodia
Where people dress in black
A holiday in Cambodia
Where you'll kiss ass or crack

Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, [etc]

And it's a holiday in Cambodia
Where you'll do what you're told
A holiday in Cambodia
Where the slums got so much soul