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:: shudder :: 

i'm probably gonna shoot myself for this later, but sing, post stories, whatever. but no barney i say! courtesy of artemis for your lyrics pleasure:

 

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Wicked Nick

Once again... from Labyrinth.... and come on... everyone remembers this one.... The Fire guys that can take off their heads???

 

When the sun goes down (when the sun goes down)
And the bads are back again (and the bads are back)
The brothers come’round (the brothers come’round)
I get out of my dirty bed (my dirty bed)
I shake my pretty little head (I shake my pretty little head)
I tap my pretty little feet (I tap my pretty little feet)
We’re brighter than sunlight
Laouder than thunder
Dancing like a yo-yo, wooh

Don’t got no problems (no problems)
Ain’t got no suitcase (no suitcase)
Ain’t got no clothes to worry about (no clothes to worry about)
Ain’t got no real estate or jewelry or gold mines binding me, yeah

I’ll just through in my hand (through in his hand)
In the chilliest bunch in the land (in the land)
They don’t look much (oh)
They sure chilly chilly
They party till they glow glow, huh (oh)

Chilly down with the fun gang
Think small with the fun gang
Bang hips with the fun gang
When you think it’s wild
Chilly down
Chilly down with the fun gang (hey, I don’t want a job)
Act tall with the fun gang (woah, walk tall)
Good times, bad food (yeah)
When you think it’s wild
Chilly down, chilly down

Wild and crazy, really lazy, high rollin’, funky strolling, ball playing
Hips swaying, trouble making, boody shaking, dripping, passing, jumping
Bouncing, brawling, stylin’, creeping, pouncing, shouting, screaming
Double-dealing, rock-n-rolling, and oh reeling
With the max in sex appeal
Can you think I grew with feeling?

So when things get too tough (get too tough)
And your chin is dragging on the ground (dragging on the ground)
And even down looks up (down looks up)
Bad luck
We can show you a good time (show you a good time)
And we don’t judge nothing (nothing at all)

Just strut your nasty stuff
Wiggle in the middle, yeah
Get you down talking, fun gang

Chilly down with the fun gang (think small)
Think small with the fun gang (bang)
Bang hips with the fun gang (hey, listen up)
When you think it’s wild
Chilly down
Chilly down with the fun gang (ah, shake your pretty little head)
Let’s go with the fun gang (tap your pretty little feet)
Good times, bad food (come on, come on)
When you think it’s wild
Chilly down
Chilly down with the fun gang (wooh)
Think small with the fun gang (ha ha ha ha ha)
Bang hips with the fun gang

 

Fri, 07/16/2004 - 1:34 AM Permalink
me2

Grease is on WE TV right now...

nice song for a sunny nice day...

 



Summer lovin', had me a blast
Summer lovin', happened so fast
Met a girl crazy for me
Met a boy cute as can be
Summer days drifting away
To, uh oh, those summer nights

Well-a, well-a, well-a, uh!
Tell me more, tell me more
Did you get very far?
Tell me more, tell me more
Like does he have a car?

She swam by me, she got a cramp
He ran by me, got my suit damp
Saved her life, she nearly drowned
He showed off splashing around
Summer sun, something's begun
But, uh oh, those summer nights

Well-a, well-a, well-a, uh!
Tell me more, tell me more
Was it love at first sight?
Tell me more, tell me more
Did she put up a fight?

Took her bowling in the arcade
We went strolling; drank lemonade
We made out under the dock
We stayed out till ten o'clock



Sat, 07/17/2004 - 2:51 PM Permalink
Wicked Nick

Godsmack - Touche....

if any of ya'll are wrestlin fans, and saw Wrestlemania, you would have known the themesong was "Step Up", by Drowning Pool... but when WWE played it, they edited the beginning and had the first chorus of this song on it... its currently getting airplay on 93X and a couple other channels.... and is one of my current favorites.

Find a way
A way to be
You're looking down again
Just let it be
And I'd only do for you what you'd do for me
And I only would do for you what you'd do for me

Wastin' time like it was free
Will you ever find where you'll be
And I'd only do for you what you'd do for me
And I only would do for you what you'd do for me
And I only would do for you what you'd do for me yeeeeah
And I only would do for you what you'd do for me

Ohhhh... don't look back just to lean on me

Ohhhh... it's taken the life out of me
It's not like you'd know
You've never been close enough
Closer than you've been to me
It's not what you say
It's just in the way
You push me awaaay

And I only would do for you what you'd do for me yeeeeeah
And I only would do for you what you'd do for me yeeeeeah
And I only would do for you what you'd do for me
And I only would do for you what you'd do for me


 

 

Wed, 07/21/2004 - 3:31 AM Permalink
Wicked Nick

D12 & Eminem - "How Come?"

 

(chorus: Eminem)

How come we dont even talk no more
And you dont even call no more
We dont barely keep in touch at all
And I dont even feel the same love when we hug no more
And I heard it through the grape vine we even beefin now
After all the years we been down
Aint no way no how, this bullshit can be true
We family and aint a damn thing changed, unless it's you

(Verse 1: Eminem)


So young, so full of life in vibrant side by side wherever you weres ridin i went
So close, almost on some bonnie and clyde shit
When ronnie died you weres right by my side with a sholder to cry on
Tissue to wipe my eyes, and a bucket to catch every tear i cried inside it
You even had the same type of childhood i did
Sometimes i just want to know why is it that you surcame to yours
And mine i survived it, you ran the streets, i 9 to 5'd it
We grew up, grew apart, as time went by us, then i blew up
To both yours and mine surprises
Now i feel the vibe i just cant describe it
As much as your pride tries to hide it
Your cold, you touch its like ice
In your eyes is the look of resenment
I can sense it, and i dont like it



(chorus: Eminem)

How come we dont even talk no more
And you dont even call no more
We dont barely keep in touch at all
And I dont even feel the same love when we hug no more
And I heard it through the grape vine we even beefin now
After all the years we been down
Aint no way no how, this bullshit can be true
We family and aint a damn thing changed, unless it's you

 

(Verse 2: Kon Artis)

It was my dream at first to be on spittin a verse
On my own album with a deal but shit got burst
So i came out i woulda killed a nigga first
Before i let him disrespect me and check me over some worste
Some bitch that i wasnt with i would hit her then quit
But you would pull a talk with her and tell her she was the shit
I told you dont get involved in it, you was smokin the chron with her Comin out of the bar with her stumblin half drunk
Like yall was husband and wife or somethin
But me catchin you fuckin other niggers musta hurt you pride or somethin
Cuz you wont fuck at the mouth with people like you wanted with me
When all i tried to do was show your bitch was shifty
And ever since the fans and all the shit that i produced
You actin like i aint you man and lyin like she can't be loose
But i am really you friend, i'm jus trying to tell you the truth
But dont hate the game or the player
Cuz the one that is changing is you



(chorus: Eminem)

How come we dont even talk no more
And you dont even call no more
We dont barely keep in touch at all
And I dont even feel the same love when we hug no more
And I heard it through the grape vine we even beefin now
After all the years we been down
Aint no way no how, this bullshit can be true
We family and aint a damn thing changed, unless it's you

 

[Verse 3: Proof]

You're only at the top cuz my homie had to stop
Now we actin like i gotta live only for the block
Homies in the hood only she be on the tube
Only gossip on the porch get to speakin on who
Fools i used to rap with all expect magic
Like my finger get to snappin and *poof* it jus happen
But PROOF is jus actin out the party was stoned
Shady made it so my babys aint starvin at home
See the devil in you grin since the ghetto we been friends
Whenever real intelligence thats forever till the end
I be the hatred in your eyes and the satan in your lives
And wastin my times with these snakes in disguise
(how come) when you talk its with bitter is fight
And (how come) it's my fault for what you did with your life
And everytime i go to hear you and play you look away
We barely embrace, you can't even look me in my face.

(chorus: Eminem)


How come we dont even talk no more
And you dont even call no more
We dont barely keep in touch at all
And I dont even feel the same love when we hug no more
And I heard it through the grape vine we even beefin now
After all the years we been down
Aint no way no how, this bullshit can be true
We family and aint a damn thing changed, unless it's you


 

Wed, 07/21/2004 - 3:34 AM Permalink
KITCH

Brother bought a coconut, he bought it for a dime
His sister had another, she paid it for a lime.
She put the lime in the coconut, and drank them both up
She put the lime in the coconut, and drank them both up
She put the lime in the coconut,
Called the doctor, woke him up, and said,
"Doctor, ain't there nothin' I can take,
I say, Doctor, to relieve this belly ache?
I say, Doctor, ain't there nothin' I can take,
I say, Doctor, to relieve this belly ache?"

"Now let me get this straight;
You put the lime in the coconut, you drank them both up
You put the lime in the coconut, you drank them both up
You put the lime in the coconut,
called your doctor, woke him up, and said,
'Doctor, ain't there nothing I can take,
I say, Doctor, to relieve this belly ache?
I say, Doctor, ain't there nothin' I can take,
I say, Doctor, to relieve this belly ache?'

You put the lime in the coconut, and drink them both down,
You put the lime in the cocount, you're such a silly woman!
Put the lime in the coconut, and drink them both together,
Put the lime in the coconut, and call me in the morning

Fri, 07/23/2004 - 4:42 PM Permalink
regman

Oh my name it is nothin'
My age it means less
The country I come from
Is called the Midwest
I's taught and brought up there
The laws to abide
And that land that I live in
Has God on its side.

Oh the history books tell it
They tell it so well
The cavalries charged
The Indians fell
The cavalries charged
The Indians died
Oh the country was young
With God on its side.

Oh the Spanish-American
War had its day
And the Civil War too
Was soon laid away
And the names of the heroes
I's made to memorize
With guns in their hands
And God on their side.

Oh the First World War, boys
It closed out its fate
The reason for fighting
I never got straight
But I learned to accept it
Accept it with pride
For you don't count the dead
When God's on your side.

When the Second World War
Came to an end
We forgave the Germans
And we were friends
Though they murdered six million
In the ovens they fried
The Germans now too
Have God on their side.

I've learned to hate Russians
All through my whole life
If another war starts
It's them we must fight
To hate them and fear them
To run and to hide
And accept it all bravely
With God on my side.

But now we got weapons
Of the chemical dust
If fire them we're forced to
Then fire them we must
One push of the button
And a shot the world wide
And you never ask questions
When God's on your side.

In a many dark hour
I've been thinkin' about this
That Jesus Christ
Was betrayed by a kiss
But I can't think for you
You'll have to decide
Whether Judas Iscariot
Had God on his side.

So now as I'm leavin'
I'm weary as Hell
The confusion I'm feelin'
Ain't no tongue can tell
The words fill my head
And fall to the floor
If God's on our side
He'll stop the next war.


Tue, 07/27/2004 - 2:33 AM Permalink
Wicked Nick


Lyrics


Artist: D12, and Eminem
Album: D12 World
Song: How Come

[Eminem - Chorus]
How come we dont even talk no more,
and you dont even call no more.
We dont barely keep in touch at all,
and I dont even feel the same love when we hug no more.
And I heard it through the grape vine we even beefin now.
After all the years we been down,
aint no way no how, this bullshit can't be true.
We family and aint a damn thing changed, unless it's you

[Eminem]
So young, so full of life in vibrant,
side by side wherever you was ridin' I went.
So close, almost on some Bonnie & Clyde shit.
When Ronnie died you was right by my side with a shoulder to cry on,
tissue to wipe my eyes, and a bucket to catch every tear I cried inside it.
You even had the same type of childhood I did.
Sometimes I just want to know why is it that you surcame to yours
and mine I survived it. You ran the streets, I 9 to 5'd it.
We grew up, grew apart, as time went by us,
then I blew up to both yours and mine surprises.
Now I feel a vibe I just cant describe it,
as much as your pride tries to hide it.
Your cold, your touch it's just like ice
in your eyes is the look of resenment
I can sense it, and I dont like it.

[Chorus]

[Kon Artis]
It was my dream at first to be on spittin' a verse
on my own album with a deal but shit got worse.
So I came out, I woulda killed a nigga first
before I let him disrespect me and check me over some worst.
Some bitch that I wasn't with, I would hit her then quit.
But you would pull a talk with her and tell her she was the shit.
I told you dont get involved in it, you was smokin the chron with her
comin' out of the bar with her stumblin half drunk
like y'all was husband and wife or somethin'.
But me catchin' you fuckin' other niggers musta hurt your pride or somethin'
cause you won't fuck at the mouth with people like you wanted with me,
when all I tried to do was show you that your bitch was shifty.
And ever since the fans and all the shit that I produced,
you actin' like I ain't your man and lyin' like she can't be loose.
But I am really your friend, I'm just tryin' to tell you the truth,
but dont hate the game or the player
cause the one that's changing is you.

[Chorus]

[Proof]
You're only at the top cause my homie had to stop,
now we actin' like I gotta live only for the block.
And homies in the hood, only she be on the tube,
only gossip on the porch, get to speakin' on who.
Fools I used to rap with all expect magic
like my finger get to snappin' and *poof* it just happen.
But Proof is just actin out the party was stoned,
Shady made it so my babys ain't starvin' at home.
See the devil in you grin, since the ghetto we been friends,
whenever real intelligence thats forever till the end.
I be the hatred in your eyes and the satan in your lives
and wastin' my times with these snakes in disguise.
(How come) when you talk it's with bitter and spite,
and (How come) it's my fault for what you did with your life
and everytime I go to hear you and play you look away.
We barely embrace, you can't even look me in my face.

[Chorus]




Sat, 07/31/2004 - 1:25 AM Permalink
Wicked Nick

Im sorry ive posted that song 2 times in as many weeks now, but the chorus sums it all up for me at the moment.

Sat, 07/31/2004 - 1:26 AM Permalink
KITCH

Riding on the City of New Orleans,
Illinois Central Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders,
Three conductors and twenty-five sacks of mail.
All along the southbound odyssey
The train pulls out at Kankakee
Rolls along past houses, farms and fields.
Passin' trains that have no names,
Freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles.


CHORUS:
Good morning America how are you?
Don't you know me I'm your native son,
I'm the train they call The City of New Orleans,
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done.


Dealin' card with the old men in the club car.
Penny a point ain't no one keepin' score.
Oh Won't you pass the paper bag that holds the bottle
Feel the wheels rumblin' 'neath the floor.
And the sons of pullman porters
And the sons of engineers
Ride their father's magic carpets made of steam.*

Mothers with their babes asleep,
Are rockin' to the gentle beat
And the rhythm of the rails is all they dream.*

CHORUS


Nighttime on The City of New Orleans,
Changing cars in Memphis, Tennessee.
Half way home, we'll be there by morning
Through the Mississippi darkness
Rolling down to the sea.
And all the towns and people seem
To fade into a bad dream
And the steel rails still ain't heard the news.
The conductor sings his song again,
The passengers will please refrain
This train's got the disappearing railroad blues.


Good night, America, how are you?
Don't you know me I'm your native son,
I'm the train they call The City of New Orleans,
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done.

Wed, 08/04/2004 - 9:56 PM Permalink
Frosti

Thanks Kitch, I needed that.

Thu, 08/05/2004 - 9:09 PM Permalink
KITCH

Frosti...

I was looking for the lyrics of another song of his....

could find it ...and this popped up...

I was looking for "turnpike tom" ....

IAN do you know the words???

Thu, 08/05/2004 - 10:47 PM Permalink
King Boreas aka Ian

Steve Goodman: "Turnpike Tom"
First time I met old Turnpike Tom
Sittin' in a diner in Bloomington
He said "Are you going my way?"
He had a sleeping bag and a hat that's torn
Both his thumbs were two feet long
From years of hitchin' on the hi-way.
He said "Mister, won't you give me a ride?
I'm a wanted man lookin' for a place to hide."

Thu, 08/05/2004 - 11:11 PM Permalink
Frosti

I don't know that one.  Is that Arlo?

Fri, 08/06/2004 - 5:42 AM Permalink
KITCH

"Turnpike Tom"  is a song by Steve Goodman

IAN ...its my understanding that his lyrics are in the sleave of the album.

Do you have this album?

Its my understanding the son is about a "drifter" that sells bogus treasure maps.

BUT so far after the start of reading this....its seems like I really need to find it now since it reminds me of somebody I know...

Fri, 08/06/2004 - 6:05 AM Permalink
King Boreas aka Ian

No, I don't have the album. Turnpike Tom is the name of his publishing co. also, so you get TONS of hits on Google. You can probably find it at Cheapo.

Fri, 08/06/2004 - 6:28 AM Permalink
mrmnmikey

Floyd on broadway! Cool. Thanks for that link CM! His history is pretty good reading!

Fri, 08/06/2004 - 3:04 PM Permalink
Clue Master

Yeah, I think Roger Waters is pretty much a musical genius

Fri, 08/06/2004 - 3:41 PM Permalink
mrmnmikey

Yeah, I think Roger Waters is pretty much a musical genius


absolutly! I have no doubt that he isa musical genius!

Mon, 08/09/2004 - 6:57 AM Permalink
THX 1138

The look before I go
Is the look for you
You only have to look and it will all come true
And we can fall outside
Into the fizzy night
Or pull me down in here
You know it's all the same
I only want to see if you are happy again
Or we can roll around
And find out upside down

A few hours after this and we're apart again
Like two white checks
Like opposite poles
In a secret game
(like nothing like these I suppose...)
I really should have known by the cut of your smile
That the answer would be simple
It still took you awhile to get it out of me
I thought you'd do it easily

Just put your hands around my heart
And squeeze me until I'm dry
I never thought you'd ever start to ever ask me why

I never saw you again

Mon, 08/09/2004 - 7:06 AM Permalink
Wicked Nick

Linkin Park - "Numb"

I'm tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless lost under the surface
Don't know what you're expecting of me
Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes
(Caught in the undertone just caught in the undertone)
Every step I take is another mistake to you
(Caught in the undertone just caught in the undertone)

I've become so numb I can't feel you there
I've become so tired so much more aware
I've becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you

Can't you see that you're smothering me
Holding too tightly afraid to lose control
Cause everything that you thought I would be
Has fallen apart right in front of you
(Caught in the undertone just caught in the undertone)
Every step that I take is another mistake to you


(Caught in the undertone just caught in the undertone)
And every second I waste is more than I can take

I've become so numb I can't feel you there
I've become so tired so much more aware
I've becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you

And I know
I may end up failing too
But I know
You were just like me with someone disappointed in you

I've become so numb I can't feel you there
I've become so tired so much more aware
I've becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you

I've become so numb I can't feel you there
Is everything what you want me to be
I've become so numb I can't feel you there
Is everything what you want me to be

Mon, 08/16/2004 - 4:24 AM Permalink
Wicked Nick

Kid Rock & Sheryl Crow - "Picture"

[Kid Rock]

Living my life in a slow hell
Different girl every night at the hotel
I ain't seen the sunshine in three damn days
Been fueling up on cocaine and whiskey
Wish I had a good girl to miss me
Oh I wonder if I'll ever change my ways

(Hook)2x
I put your picture away
Sat down and cried today
I can't look at you
While I'm lying next to her
I put your picture away
Sat down and cried today
I can't look at you while I'm lying next to her

[SHERYL CROW]
I called you last night in the hotel
Everyone knows but they won't tell
But their half-hearted smiles tell me something just ain't right
I've been waiting on you for a long time
Filling up on heartaches and cheap wine
I ain't heard from you in three damn nights

(Hook)2x
I put your picture away
I wonder where you've been
I can't look at you while I'm lying next to him

I put your picture away
I wonder where you've been
I can't look at you while I'm lying next to him

I saw you yesterday with an old friend

(Kid Rock)
It was the same old same how have you been

(Both)
Since you've been gone my world's been dark and grey

(Kid Rock)
You reminded me of brighter days

(Sheryl)
I hoped you were coming home to stay
I was headed to church

(Kid Rock)
I was off to drink you away

(Both)
I thought about you for a long time
Can't seem to get you off my mind
I can't understand why we're living life this way

I found your picture today
I swear I'll change my ways
I just called to say I want you to come back home
I found your picture today
I swear I'll change my ways
I just called to say I want you
To come back home
I just called to say I love you
Come back home

Mon, 08/16/2004 - 4:26 AM Permalink
Wicked Nick

..... just thought I'd share.

Mon, 08/16/2004 - 4:29 AM Permalink
East Side Digger

You got a lotta nerve
To say you got a helping hand to lend
You just want to be on
The side that's winning

You say I let you down
You know it's not like that
If you're so hurt
Why then don't you show it

You say you lost your faith
But that's not where it's at
You had no faith to lose
And you know it

I know the reason
That you talk behind my back
I used to be among the crowd
You're in with

Do you take me for such a fool
To think I'd make contact
With the one who tries to hide
What he don't know to begin with

You see me on the street
You always act surprised
You say, "How are you?" "Good luck"
But you don't mean it

When you know as well as me
You'd rather see me paralyzed
Why don't you just come out once
And scream it

No, I do not feel that good
When I see the heartbreaks you embrace
If I was a master thief
Perhaps I'd rob them

And now I know you're dissatisfied
With your position and your place
Don't you understand
It's not my problem

I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes
And just for that one moment
I could be you

Yes, I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes
You'd know what a drag it is
To see you

Sun, 08/22/2004 - 1:00 AM Permalink
Frosti

Help!  ESD has been possessed by Regman!

Sun, 08/22/2004 - 8:59 AM Permalink
East Side Digger

Sun, 08/22/2004 - 3:51 PM Permalink
Wicked Nick

Chu talkin bout willis?  Bob Dylan rocks.

Mon, 08/23/2004 - 2:20 PM Permalink
KITCH

Whiskey bottles, and brand new cars

Oak tree you're in my way
There's too much coke and too much smoke
Look what's going on inside you
Ooooh that smell
Can't you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you

Angel of darkness is upon you
Stuck a needle in your arm
So take another toke, have a blow for your nose
One more drink fool, will drown you
Ooooh that smell
Can't you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you

Now they call you Prince Charming
Can't speak a word when you're full of 'ludes
Say you'll be all right come tomorrow
But tomorrow might not be here for you
Ooooh that smell
Can't you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you

Hey, you're a fool you
Stick them needles in your arm
I know I been there before

One little problem that confronts you
Got a monkey on your back
Just one more fix, Lord might do the trick
One hell of a price for you to get your kicks
Ooooh that smell
Can't you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you
Ooooh that smell
Can't you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you

Mon, 08/23/2004 - 2:44 PM Permalink
East Side Digger

With the stuff that i say
I am the best you can get
Have you guessed me yet?
I am the slime oozin' out
From your tv set
You will obey me while i lead you
And eat the garbage that i feed you
Until the day that we don't need you
Don't got for help...no one will heed you
Your mind is totally controlled
It has been stuffed into my mold
And you will do as you are told
Until the rights to you are sold
That's right, folks..
Don't touch that dial
Well, i am the slime from your video
Oozin' along on your livin'room floor
I am the slime from your video
Can't stop the slime, people, lookit me go

Mon, 08/23/2004 - 6:53 PM Permalink
Wicked Nick

Ya'll need to start postin the names of some of those songs... hahaha.. how's a ninja supposed to know which ones to steal from the file sharing networks?

Tue, 08/24/2004 - 2:27 AM Permalink
East Side Digger

Tue, 08/24/2004 - 6:02 AM Permalink
Byron White
















There was a time, I was so lonely (away)
Remember the time, it was on Friday (away)
You made me feel fine, we did it my way (away)
I sat on your knees, every Friday (away)

We walked in fields of golden hay, I still recall you
We walked in fields of golden hay, I see you in the
summer
Joe, Joe...

You sat on your chair by the fire (away)
Transfixed in a stare, taking me higher (away)
Precious years, to remember (away)
Childhood fears, I surrender (away)


WORDS BY D. O'RIORDAN. MUSIC BY D. O'RIORDAN / N. HOGAN


JOE    
 
Tue, 08/24/2004 - 7:14 AM Permalink
Wicked Nick

Sorry
Frank Zappa
I am the slime

Damn... I shoulda known that, given the fact that my dad owns practically every Frank Zappa album ever produced.

Tue, 08/24/2004 - 12:01 PM Permalink
Clue Master

I just heard this tune and forgot how awesome the voices of these two chicks are. Both are truly talented. If you happen to have The Crow soundtrack, give it another listen and see how hauntingly beautiful this song is.




Artist: Linda Perry + Grace Slick
Song: Knock Me Out



You knocked me out
You bit my lip
You held me down
And kept me sober

Through all this time
With no regret
I guess that's just the way I liked it

Maybe
When I'm free
I'll realize all I really wanted
To share all the peace
Something that I never wanted

So wait
Don't go
Seems as though
It's getting scary
So please
Don't you go
Wait
Don't you go

You knocked me out
I can never be the same
I pushed you over
And here we will remain

Confusion new
Do you, and nothing's right
Nobody but you has to
Hold on to the fight
Just before you cry

It won't change you
It won't change me
And I don't even wonder why

Don't touch
Feel so much

And life
Yeah we cry
I know
Baby I know

But fate
I'm waking
I feel
I touch
I breathe
I cry
I know this

So wait
Wait
I said please
Smile just before you cry

Don't you go

You knocked me out
I can never be the same
I pushed you over
But here we still remain
You knocked me out
I can never be the same

I can take the fight
But don't
Don't take it away

You knocked me out
You bit my lip
You held me down and kept me sober




 


[Edited by on Aug 27, 2004 at 06:35pm.]

Fri, 08/27/2004 - 6:32 PM Permalink
mrmnmikey

Artist:Jimi Hendrix
Album:Are You Experienced?
Title:Hey Joe




Hey joe, where you goin' with that gun of your hand
Hey joe, i said where you goin' with that gun in your hand, oh
I'm goin' down to shoot my old lady
You know i caught her messin' 'round with another man
Yeah, i'm goin' down to shoot my old lady
You know i caught her messin' 'round with another man
Huh! and that ain't cool
Huh hey hoe, i heard you shot your mamma down
You shot her down now
Hey joe, i heard you shot your lady down
You shot her down in the groud yeah!
Yeah!
Yes, i did, i shot her
You know i caught her messin' round messin' round town
Huh, yes i did i shot her
You know i caught my old lady messin' 'round town
And i gave her the gun
And i shot her
Alright
Shoot her one more time again baby!
Yeah!
Oh dig it
Oh alright
Hey joe,
Where you gonna run to now where you gonna go
Hey joe, i said
Where you gonna run to now where you gonna go
I'm goin' way down south
Way down to mexico way
Alright
I'm goin' way down south
Way down where i can be free
Ain't no one gonna find me
Ain't no hang-man gonna
He ain't gonna put a rope around me
You better believe it right now
I gotta go now
Hey, joe
You better run on down
Goodbye everybody
Hey hey joe

Fri, 09/03/2004 - 10:22 AM Permalink
East Side Digger


Heavy metal thunder
Racing with the wind
And the feeling that i'm under
Yeah darling, gonna make it happen
Take the world in a love embrace
Fire all of your guns at once
And explode into space
Like a true nature's child
We were born

Born to be wild
We can climb so high
I never wanna die
Born to be wild
Born to be wild, yeah
Get your motor running
Head out on the highway
Looking for adventure
And whatever comes our way
Yeah darling, gonna make it happen
Take the world in a love embrace
Fire all of your guns at once
And explode into space
Like a true nature's child
We were born
Born to be wild
We can climb so high
And i never wanna die
Born to be wild
Born to be wild

Fri, 09/03/2004 - 5:27 PM Permalink
mrmnmikey

Artist:Static-x
Album:Wisconsin Death Trip
Title:Push It




Go!

Corrosive tainted by my sin
I'm spilling blood and i can hardly contain it
Corrosive hallowing the hand
Stiffened i eat away
Eat, eat into the surface

Yeah, you push it
Yeah, you push it
Yeah, you push it
You, you push it
You, you push it
You, you push it

Explosive more violent more violent
All consuming throbbing straight to the circle
Explosive move on reaction
I slow it down i slow it
Down down down down down

Yeah, you push it
Yeah, you push it
Yeah, you push it
You, you push it
You, you push it
You, you push it

I see it, i need it
I see it, i need it
I see it, i need it
I see it, i need it

I see it, i need it
I see it, i need it
I see it, i need it
I see it, i need it

My mind is corrosive
I trip on corrosive
I freak see through me
My eyes are explosive
I feed on it
Black out crucify me

Yeah, you push it
Yeah, you push it
Yeah, you push it
You, you push it
You, you push it
You, you push it

Yeah, you push it
Yeah, you push it
Yeah, you push it
You, you push it
You, you push it
You, you push it

Fri, 09/03/2004 - 7:37 PM Permalink
mrmnmikey

Artist: Offspring
Album: Splinter
Title: When You're In Prison


When you're in prison, don't turn the other way
Keep your back against the wall
When you're in prison, don't turn the other way
Do not bend at all

Oh don't pick up the soap, pick up the soap
It's bad for you

Oh don't pick up the soap, pick up the soap
Someone will be waiting there for you

When you're in prison be sure to stay awake
Always lie upon your back

When you're in prison be sure to stay awake
Keep you from attack

Oh don't be no one's bitch, be no one's bitch
It's bad for you

Oh don't be no one's bitch, be no one's bitch
They won't help you make it through.

When you're in prison, don't turn the other way
Follow what I say to do.

When you're in prison, don't turn the other way
You can make it through
You can make it through
You can make it through

Fri, 09/03/2004 - 7:38 PM Permalink
KITCH

Well there's always been groups of people who couldn't see eye
to eye...an' I always thought if they'd get the chance to sit down and
talk face to face they'd see we all have a lot in common....

Well I was sittin' at a coffee shop, just havin' a cup to pass the time.
Swappin' some stories with this ole cowboy friend of mine.
When some motor-cycler riders started snickerin' in the back.
Started pokin' fun at my friend hat.

One ole boy said hey Tex, where'd you park your horse.
Now my friend just pulled his hat down low, but they couldn't be ignored.
One husky fella said, I think I'll rip that hat right off your head.
That's when my friend turned around, and this is what he said...

You'll ride a black tornado, 'cross the western sky.
Rope an ole blue northern, and milk it til it's dry.
Bull dawg the Mississippi, and pin her ears down flat...
Long before you take this cowboys hat...

Now pardner, this ole hat is better left alone,
See it used to be my daddy's, but last year he passed on.
My nephew skinned the Rattler, that makes up this ole hatband.
But back in '69 he died in Viet-Nam.
Now the eagle feather was given to me by an ole Indian friend of mine,
But someone ran him down, somewheres 'round that Arizona line.
And a real special lady gave me this hat pin.
And I don't know if I'll ever see her again.

You'll ride a black tornado, 'cross the western sky.
Rope an ole blue northern, and milk it til it's dry.
Bull dawg the Mississippi, and pin her ears down flat...
Long before you take this cowboys hat...

Now if you leather jacket means to you what this hat means to me.
Then I guess we understand each other, and we'll just let it be.
But if you still think it's funny, well man, you've got my back up against the wall.
But if you touch my hat, you'll have to fight us all...

Well, right then I caught a little sadness in the gang leaders eyes.
And he turned back t'wards the others and they all just sorta shuffled on outside.
But when my friend turned back t'wards me, well I noticed his old hat brim.

Well it was turned up...in a big ole Texas Grin!
You'll ride a black ocross the western skies,
Rope an ole blue northern, and milk it 'til it's dry.
Bull dawg the Mississippi and pin her ears down flat...
Long before you touch this cowboy's hat...

 


 

Tue, 09/07/2004 - 9:32 AM Permalink
OT

Beatles Birthday lyrics

You say it's your birthday, it's my birthday too.. yeah

They say it's your birthday, we're gonna have a good time

I'm glad it's your birthday, happy birthday to you

Yes we're going to a party party

Yes we're going to a party party

Yes we're going to a party party

I would like you to dance-birthday

Take a cha-cha-cha-chance-birthday

I would like you to dance-birthday dance

You say it's your birthday, well it's my birthday too.. yeah

You say it's your birthday

We're gonna have a good time

I'm glad it's your birthday

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!

 

Happy Birthday Treasure Chest!

(Sorry about the spaces.....I didn't know how to do this without them)


[Edited 6 times. Most recently by on Sep 21, 2004 at 06:03am.]

Tue, 09/21/2004 - 6:01 AM Permalink
treasure chest

Tue, 09/21/2004 - 7:10 AM Permalink
East Side Digger

Tue, 09/21/2004 - 7:31 AM Permalink
treasure chest

Tue, 09/21/2004 - 7:33 AM Permalink
Clue Master

[Shaggy2Dope]
I WANT A RUSTY AXE
I WANNA KNOW VOODOO
A FAT BITCH NAMED BRIDGETT
And a little sip of Faygo, too

I heard this chorus before coming to work today and I can't get the damn thing out of my head. The laugh in between the lines is hilarious.


[Edited by on Sep 29, 2004 at 06:21pm.]

Wed, 09/29/2004 - 6:20 PM Permalink
Wicked Nick

haha...  sweet. 

Their gonna be at The Quest, on November 28th.... I think thats the right date... I know its at the end of November, anyhow.... dont have my ticket nearby to tell ya the exact date.


[Edited by on Sep 29, 2004 at 10:07pm.]

Wed, 09/29/2004 - 10:05 PM Permalink
mrmnmikey




























Artist: Trapt
Album:
Trapt
Title:
Headstrong


Circling your head, contemplating everything you ever said,
now i see the truth, i got doubt,
a different motive in your eyes and now i'm out, see you later.
I see your fantasy, you want to make it a reality paved in gold,
See inside, inside of our heads (yeah)
Well now that's over, I see your motives inside, decisions to hide.
Back off we'll take you on,
Headstrong to take on anyone,
I know that you are wrong,
Headstrong we're headstrong,
Back off we'll take you on,
Headstrong to take on anyone,
I know that you are wrong and this is not where you belong.
I can't give everything away,
I won't give everything away.
Conclusions manifest, your first impressions got to be your very best,
I see your full of $#!T, and that's alrite, that's how you play,
I guess you'll get through every night, well now that's over.
I see your fantasy, you want to make it a reality paved in gold,

See inside, inside of our heads (yeah)
Well now that's over, I see your motives inside, decisions to hide.
Back off we'll take you on,
Headstrong to take on anyone,
I know that you are wrong,
Headstrong we're headstrong,
Back off we'll take you on,
Headstrong to take on anyone,
I know that you are wrong and this is not where you belong.
I can't give everything away,
I won't give everything away.
I know I know all about (x4)
your motives inside, and your decisions to hide.
Back off we'll take you on,
Headstrong to take on anyone,
I know that you are wrong,
Headstrong we're headstrong,
Back off we'll take you on,
Headstrong to take on anyone,
I know that you are wrong and this is not where you belong.
I can't give everything away,
I won't give everything away.

Tue, 10/05/2004 - 6:40 AM Permalink
Wicked Nick





















Artist: Kid Rock
Album:
Cocky
Title:
You Never Met a Motherfucker Quite Like Me




(Verse 1)
I've been on the cover of the Rolling Stone
I met the President when I was half stoned
I've been so high I've gotten confused
I've been beat down broke and used; motherfucker

I drank with Hank
Talked blues with Billy
Rocked with Run
Sang with Shotgun Willy
Went from small time Philly
To big time Bobby
From three day old chili
To sakki with wusabi
I'm home
Hey, I'm home

(Chorus)
You never met a motherfucker quite like me
Not like me
Not like me
Hey like me

(Verse 2)
No more being poor
Drink specials at winners
Or being ignored
By the think straight sinners
I used to smoke pinners
While my moms made dinner
Now I smoke bombs
And rock with Lynyrd Skynyrd
No beginners here
I'm a seasoned vet
Educated on jazz
By my man Ahmet
Ertegun my friend
I've been to the world and back
But I'm a Michigan boy
Can you feel that
And I'm home

(Chorus)
You never met a motherfucker quite like me

Not like me
Like me
Hey hey like me

(Verse 3)
Never thought I'd go as far in life as this
Never made par
And I could give two shits
Never wanted to sell cars
Cause my dad was a dick
Never wanted a guitar
Until I heard a lick like this ("Freebird" by Lynard Skynard plays)
And from the depths of Dixie
To my northern spots
You know it's time to rock when old glory drops
I pimp thru town
With the top let back
Black hat
Fine blond
Cold Pabst in my lap
I'll adapt
To any and all situations
That's why they call me the pimp of the nation
Hey bitch
You best believe
I live in the woods
Not your world of greed
Might a little weed
Might a little yea
I'm so proud to be livin' in the USA

(Chorus)
You never met a motherfucker quite like me
Hey hey like me
Like me
Hey hey hey like me
You ain't never met a motherfucker quite like me

Tue, 10/12/2004 - 10:40 PM Permalink
Wicked Nick


Artist: Kid Rock
Album: Cocky
Title: Lonely Road of Faith
 

Up and down that lonely road of faith
I have been there
Unprepared for the storms and the tides that rise
I've realized one thing, how much I love you
And it hurts to see, see you cryin'
I believe we can make it through the winds of change

God is great indeed
If you believe, in the everlife
Yeah we gotta
Make some sense of the piece that's not defined
And if you just hold on, I wont let ya fall
We can make it through the storms and the winds of change

Though I walk through the valley of darkness
I am not afraid
Cause I know I'm not alone

And if the wind blows east, would you follow me
And if the wind blows north, would ya stay your course
And if the wind blows west, would ya second guess
And if it blows to the south, would you count me out
And if the sun don't shine, would you still be mine
And if the sky turns grey, would you walk away
Would you say I do, if I say I'll be
And walk this road through life with me
You know I love youuuuuu

On this lonely road of faith
On this lonely road of faith

 

Tue, 10/12/2004 - 10:41 PM Permalink
Wicked Nick

Artist: Kid Rock 
Album: Cocky
Title: Picture
 

feat. Sheryl Crow

Living my life in a slow hell
Different girl every night at the hotel
I ain't seen the sunshine in three damn days
Been fueling up on cocaine and whiskey
Wish I had a good girl to miss me
Oh I wonder if I'll ever change my ways

(Hook)2x
I put your picture away
Sat down and cried today
I can't look at you
While I'm lying next to her
I put your picture away
Sat down and cried today
I can't look at you while I'm lying next to her

[SHERYL CROW]
I called you last night in the hotel
Everyone knows but they won't tell
But their half-hearted smiles tell me something just ain't right
I've been waiting on you for a long time
Filling up on heartaches and cheap wine
I ain't heard from you in three damn nights

(Hook)2x
I put your picture away
I wonder where you've been
I can't look at you while I'm lying next to him
I put your picture away
I wonder where you've been
I can't look at you while I'm lying next to him

I saw you yesterday with an old friend

(Kid Rock)
It was the same old same how have you been

(Both)
Since you've been gone my world's been dark and grey

(Kid Rock)
You reminded me of brighter days

(Sheryl)
I hoped you were coming home to stay
I was headed to church

(Kid Rock)
I was off to drink you away

(Both)
I thought about you for a long time
Can't seem to get you off my mind
I can't understand why we're living life this way

I found your picture today
I swear I'll change my ways
I just called to say I want you to come back home
I found your picture today
I swear I'll change my ways
I just called to say I want you
To come back home
I just called to say I love you
Come back home

 

Tue, 10/12/2004 - 10:42 PM Permalink