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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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mrmnmikey

very cool indeed! Thanks Kitch!
Fri, 03/24/2006 - 9:37 AM Permalink
Clue Master

I just need to know how to DL the mp3's. Cool idea Kitch
Fri, 03/24/2006 - 9:54 AM Permalink
zephyrus

Thanks Kitch!!
Fri, 03/24/2006 - 3:17 PM Permalink
me2

Cisco Kid was a friend of mine

The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine

He drink whiskey, Poncho drink the wine

He drink whiskey, Poncho drink the wine

We met down on the fort of Rio Grande

We met down on the fort of Rio Grande

Eat the salted peanuts out of can

Eat the salted peanuts out the can

The outlaws had us pinned down at the fort

The outlaws had us pinned down at the fort

Cisco came in blastin', drinkin' port

Cisco came in blastin', drinkin' port

They rode the sunset, horse was made of steel

They rode the sunset, horse was made of steel

Chased the gringo last night through a field

Chased the gringo last night through a field

The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine

The Cisco Kid he was a friend of mine

The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine

The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine

Cisco Kid was a friend of mine

The Cisco Kid he was a friend of mine

The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine

The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine

Cisco Kid he was a friend of mine

The Cisco Kid he was a friend of mine

The Cisco Kid he was a friend of mine
Sat, 03/25/2006 - 6:59 AM Permalink
Wicked Nick

This is sad... I think we're running out of songs...

all we can do, is post kids songs, and songs that have the same verses over and over... :goofy:

Dont get me wrong, though.... I can rock out to basically anything....
Sat, 03/25/2006 - 7:02 AM Permalink
KITCH

I like kids songs...

well..its all I listen 2 anymore..

I have everysong almost memorized from "high school musical"
Sat, 03/25/2006 - 7:06 AM Permalink
Wicked Nick

I bought "Sesame Streets Greatest Hits", from a cheap cassette tape bin, at Rainbow last night....

It must have been a sight, for anyone we stopped next to, at stop-lights or whatever, to look over and see 4 guys rockin out to "Who are the people in your neighborhood?"
Sat, 03/25/2006 - 7:09 AM Permalink
KITCH

I can't find the lyrics 2 "walk by the river" which is an appalachian folk melody

this is a song that was song at my daughters spring concert...I just wanted to see the lyrics...

I liked what I heard...
Sat, 03/25/2006 - 7:28 AM Permalink
KITCH

Alice's Restaurant

By Arlo Guthrie

This song is called Alice's Restaurant, and it's about Alice, and the

restaurant, but Alice's Restaurant is not the name of the restaurant,

that's just the name of the song, and that's why I called the song Alice's

Restaurant.

You can get anything you want at Alice's Restaurant

You can get anything you want at Alice's Restaurant

Walk right in it's around the back

Just a half a mile from the railroad track

You can get anything you want at Alice's Restaurant

Now it all started two Thanksgivings ago, was on - two years ago on

Thanksgiving, when my friend and I went up to visit Alice at the

restaurant, but Alice doesn't live in the restaurant, she lives in the

church nearby the restaurant, in the bell-tower, with her husband Ray and

Fasha the dog. And livin' in the bell tower like that, they got a lot of

room downstairs where the pews used to be in. Havin' all that room,

seein' as how they took out all the pews, they decided that they didn't

have to take out their garbage for a long time.

We got up there, we found all the garbage in there, and we decided it'd be

a friendly gesture for us to take the garbage down to the city dump. So

we took the half a ton of garbage, put it in the back of a red VW

microbus, took shovels and rakes and implements of destruction and headed

on toward the city dump.

Well we got there and there was a big sign and a chain across across the

dump saying, "Closed on Thanksgiving." And we had never heard of a dump

closed on Thanksgiving before, and with tears in our eyes we drove off

into the sunset looking for another place to put the garbage.

We didn't find one. Until we came to a side road, and off the side of the

side road there was another fifteen foot cliff and at the bottom of the

cliff there was another pile of garbage. And we decided that one big pile

is better than two little piles, and rather than bring that one up we

decided to throw our's down.

That's what we did, and drove back to the church, had a thanksgiving

dinner that couldn't be beat, went to sleep and didn't get up until the

next morning, when we got a phone call from officer Obie. He said, "Kid,

we found your name on an envelope at the bottom of a half a ton of

garbage, and just wanted to know if you had any information about it." And

I said, "Yes, sir, Officer Obie, I cannot tell a lie, I put that envelope

under that garbage."

After speaking to Obie for about fourty-five minutes on the telephone we

finally arrived at the truth of the matter and said that we had to go down

and pick up the garbage, and also had to go down and speak to him at the

police officer's station. So we got in the red VW microbus with the

shovels and rakes and implements of destruction and headed on toward the

police officer's station.

Now friends, there was only one or two things that Obie coulda done at

the police station, and the first was he could have given us a medal for

being so brave and honest on the telephone, which wasn't very likely, and

we didn't expect it, and the other thing was he could have bawled us out

and told us never to be see driving garbage around the vicinity again,

which is what we expected, but when we got to the police officer's station

there was a third possibility that we hadn't even counted upon, and we was

both immediately arrested. Handcuffed. And I said "Obie, I don't think I

can pick up the garbage with these handcuffs on." He said, "Shut up, kid.

Get in the back of the patrol car."

And that's what we did, sat in the back of the patrol car and drove to the

quote Scene of the Crime unquote. I want tell you about the town of

Stockbridge, Massachusets, where this happened here, they got three stop

signs, two police officers, and one police car, but when we got to the

Scene of the Crime there was five police officers and three police cars,

being the biggest crime of the last fifty years, and everybody wanted to

get in the newspaper story about it. And they was using up all kinds of

cop equipment that they had hanging around the police officer's station.

They was taking plaster tire tracks, foot prints, dog smelling prints, and

they took twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy photographs with circles

and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one explaining what each

one was to be used as evidence against us. Took pictures of the approach,

the getaway, the northwest corner the southwest corner and that's not to

mention the aerial photography.

After the ordeal, we went back to the jail. Obie said he was going to put

us in the cell. Said, "Kid, I'm going to put you in the cell, I want your

wallet and your belt." And I said, "Obie, I can understand you wanting my

wallet so I don't have any money to spend in the cell, but what do you

want my belt for?" And he said, "Kid, we don't want any hangings." I

said, "Obie, did you think I was going to hang myself for littering?"

Obie said he was making sure, and friends Obie was, cause he took out the

toilet seat so I couldn't hit myself over the head and drown, and he took

out the toilet paper so I couldn't bend the bars roll out the - roll the

toilet paper out the window, slide down the roll and have an escape. Obie

was making sure, and it was about four or five hours later that Alice

(remember Alice? It's a song about Alice), Alice came by and with a few

nasty words to Obie on the side, bailed us out of jail, and we went back

to the church, had a another thanksgiving dinner that couldn't be beat,

and didn't get up until the next morning, when we all had to go to court.

We walked in, sat down, Obie came in with the twenty seven eight-by-ten

colour glossy pictures with circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back

of each one, sat down. Man came in said, "All rise." We all stood up,

and Obie stood up with the twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy

pictures, and the judge walked in sat down with a seeing eye dog, and he

sat down, we sat down. Obie looked at the seeing eye dog, and then at the

twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy pictures with circles and arrows

and a paragraph on the back of each one, and looked at the seeing eye dog.

And then at twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy pictures with circles

and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one and began to cry,

'cause Obie came to the realization that it was a typical case of American

blind justice, and there wasn't nothing he could do about it, and the

judge wasn't going to look at the twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy

pictures with the circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each

one explaining what each one was to be used as evidence against us. And

we was fined $50 and had to pick up the garbage in the snow, but thats not

what I came to tell you about.

Came to talk about the draft.

They got a building down New York City, it's called Whitehall Street,

where you walk in, you get injected, inspected, detected, infected,

neglected and selected. I went down to get my physical examination one

day, and I walked in, I sat down, got good and drunk the night before, so

I looked and felt my best when I went in that morning. `Cause I wanted to

look like the all-American kid from New York City, man I wanted, I wanted

to feel like the all-, I wanted to be the all American kid from New York,

and I walked in, sat down, I was hung down, brung down, hung up, and all

kinds o' mean nasty ugly things. And I waked in and sat down and they gave

me a piece of paper, said, "Kid, see the phsychiatrist, room 604."

And I went up there, I said, "Shrink, I want to kill. I mean, I wanna, I

wanna kill. Kill. I wanna, I wanna see, I wanna see blood and gore and

guts and veins in my teeth. Eat dead burnt bodies. I mean kill, Kill,

KILL, KILL." And I started jumpin up and down yelling, "KILL, KILL," and

he started jumpin up and down with me and we was both jumping up and down

yelling, "KILL, KILL." And the sargent came over, pinned a medal on me,

sent me down the hall, said, "You're our boy."

Didn't feel too good about it.

Proceeded on down the hall gettin more injections, inspections,

detections, neglections and all kinds of stuff that they was doin' to me

at the thing there, and I was there for two hours, three hours, four

hours, I was there for a long time going through all kinds of mean nasty

ugly things and I was just having a tough time there, and they was

inspecting, injecting every single part of me, and they was leaving no

part untouched. Proceeded through, and when I finally came to the see the

last man, I walked in, walked in sat down after a whole big thing there,

and I walked up and said, "What do you want?" He said, "Kid, we only got

one question. Have you ever been arrested?"

And I proceeded to tell him the story of the Alice's Restaurant Massacre,

with full orchestration and five part harmony and stuff like that and all

the phenome... - and he stopped me right there and said, "Kid, did you ever

go to court?"

And I proceeded to tell him the story of the twenty seven eight-by-ten

colour glossy pictures with the circles and arrows and the paragraph on

the back of each one, and he stopped me right there and said, "Kid, I want

you to go and sit down on that bench that says Group W .... NOW kid!!"

And I, I walked over to the, to the bench there, and there is, Group W's

where they put you if you may not be moral enough to join the army after

committing your special crime, and there was all kinds of mean nasty ugly

looking people on the bench there. Mother rapers. Father stabbers. Father

rapers! Father rapers sitting right there on the bench next to me! And

they was mean and nasty and ugly and horrible crime-type guys sitting on the

bench next to me. And the meanest, ugliest, nastiest one, the meanest

father raper of them all, was coming over to me and he was mean 'n' ugly

'n' nasty 'n' horrible and all kind of things and he sat down next to me

and said, "Kid, whad'ya get?" I said, "I didn't get nothing, I had to pay

$50 and pick up the garbage." He said, "What were you arrested for, kid?"

And I said, "Littering." And they all moved away from me on the bench

there, and the hairy eyeball and all kinds of mean nasty things, till I

said, "And creating a nuisance." And they all came back, shook my hand,

and we had a great time on the bench, talkin about crime, mother stabbing,

father raping, all kinds of groovy things that we was talking about on the

bench. And everything was fine, we was smoking cigarettes and all kinds of

things, until the Sargeant came over, had some paper in his hand, held it

up and said.

"Kids, this-piece-of-paper's-got-47-words-37-sentences-58-words-we-wanna-

know-details-of-the-crime-time-of-the-crime-and-any-other-kind-of-thing-

you-gotta-say-pertaining-to-and-about-the-crime-I-want-to-know-arresting-

officer's-name-and-any-other-kind-of-thing-you-gotta-say", and talked for

forty-five minutes and nobody understood a word that he said, but we had

fun filling out the forms and playing with the pencils on the bench there,

and I filled out the massacre with the four part harmony, and wrote it

down there, just like it was, and everything was fine and I put down the

pencil, and I turned over the piece of paper, and there, there on the

other side, in the middle of the other side, away from everything else on

the other side, in parentheses, capital letters, quotated, read the

following words:

("KID, HAVE YOU REHABILITATED YOURSELF?")

I went over to the sargent, said, "Sargeant, you got a lot a damn gall to

ask me if I've rehabilitated myself, I mean, I mean, I mean that just, I'm

sittin' here on the bench, I mean I'm sittin here on the Group W bench

'cause you want to know if I'm moral enough join the army, burn women,

kids, houses and villages after bein' a litterbug." He looked at me and

said, "Kid, we don't like your kind, and we're gonna send you fingerprints

off to Washington."

And friends, somewhere in Washington enshrined in some little folder, is a

study in black and white of my fingerprints. And the only reason I'm

singing you this song now is cause you may know somebody in a similar

situation, or you may be in a similar situation, and if your in a

situation like that there's only one thing you can do and that's walk into

the shrink wherever you are ,just walk in say "Shrink, You can get

anything you want, at Alice's restaurant.". And walk out. You know, if

one person, just one person does it they may think he's really sick and

they won't take him. And if two people, two people do it, in harmony,

they may think they're both faggots and they won't take either of them.

And three people do it, three, can you imagine, three people walking in

singin a bar of Alice's Restaurant and walking out. They may think it's an

organization. And can you, can you imagine fifty people a day,I said

fifty people a day walking in singin a bar of Alice's Restaurant and

walking out. And friends they may thinks it's a movement.

And that's what it is , the Alice's Restaurant Anti-Massacre Movement, and

all you got to do to join is sing it the next time it come's around on the

guitar.

With feeling. So we'll wait for it to come around on the guitar, here and

sing it when it does. Here it comes.

You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant

You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant

Walk right in it's around the back

Just a half a mile from the railroad track

You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant

That was horrible. If you want to end war and stuff you got to sing loud.

I've been singing this song now for twenty five minutes. I could sing it

for another twenty five minutes. I'm not proud... or tired.

So we'll wait till it comes around again, and this time with four part

harmony and feeling.

We're just waitin' for it to come around is what we're doing.

All right now.

You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant

Excepting Alice

You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant

Walk right in it's around the back

Just a half a mile from the railroad track

You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant

Da da da da da da da dum

At Alice's Restaurant
Sat, 03/25/2006 - 7:34 AM Permalink
zephyrus

I was actually impressed with that movie (don't let that get out), for a disney made for TV thingy it was actually fairly good. I have seen it like 3 times (the same weekend...). Couldn't get my daughter to shut it off. Kinda grows on ya after a while.
Sat, 03/25/2006 - 9:53 AM Permalink
zephyrus

Arlo rox! Well, kinda folk rocks, but rocks nonetheless!
Sat, 03/25/2006 - 9:54 AM Permalink
KITCH

ok...now the real question...

have you danced to it???
Sat, 03/25/2006 - 9:55 AM Permalink
zephyrus

Solitude Aeturnus

-The Plague of Procreation

In the world of distortions

Procreation our doom

Images set before us

Weigh false in truth

Swords from other lands

Are wet with blood

An enemy invades us

The great plague has come

Leaders of the twisted sect

Backwards in their love

Bind upon terrors chain

Shackles of the prophet's vision

Chorus:

The Plague of Procreation

The white satin blood

The Plague of Procreation

On Earth it is done

In a madman's deliverance

Destruction's fire

This drive inside our veins

Only fool's desire

Through shallow cities vast

Crying souls pray for death

Like ruins that never collapse

In the final face of regret
Sat, 03/25/2006 - 9:57 AM Permalink
zephyrus

I plead the fifth :neutral:
Sat, 03/25/2006 - 9:57 AM Permalink
KITCH

ROFLMAO....

oh wait...

I plead the 5th
Sat, 03/25/2006 - 9:57 AM Permalink
zephyrus

Sacred Reich

 -Don't

Savior

Save me from this hell I'm in

Take me

Lead me out and take me in

Make me

Help me try to understand

Hate me

Just because of who I am

Judge you by the clothes you wear

Judge you by the length of hair

Find out not who you are

Take you just for what you are

Shame me

With a name that is not mine

Blame me

With everthing that comes with time

Call me

Anything you would like

Taunt me

I can take it all that's right

Judge you by your shade of skin

Judge you by the clique your in

Talk to me see in my mind

Taken back by what you'll find

Don't judge me

Don't

Don't judge me

Don't

Savior

Save me from the hell I'm in

Take me

Lead me out and take me in

Make me

Help me try to understand

Hate me

Just because of who I am

Judge you by the clothes you wear

Judge you by the length of hair

Find out not who you are

Take you just for what you are

Don't judge me

Don't

Don't judge me

Don't
Sat, 03/25/2006 - 10:01 AM Permalink
zephyrus

Nice to see I am not alone, Kitch! :pbpt:
Sat, 03/25/2006 - 10:02 AM Permalink
zephyrus

Samantha Foxx

-Touch Me

Full moon in the city

And the night was young

I was hungry for love

I was hungry for fun

I was hunting you down

And I was the bait

When I saw you there

I didnÂ’t mean to hesitate

This is the night

This is the night

This is the time weÂ’ve got to get it right

(this is the night)

Touch me, touch me

I want to feel your body

Your heart beat next to mine

(this is the night)

Touch me, touch me now

Quick as a flash you disappeared into the night

Did I hurt you boy?

DidnÂ’t I treat you right?

You made me feel so good

Made me feel myself

Now IÂ’m alone & youÂ’re with somebody else

This is the night, yeah

This is the night

This is the time weÂ’ve got to get it right

(this is the night)

Touch me, touch me

I want to feel your body

Your heart beat next to mine

(this is the night)

Touch me, touch me now

Touch me, touch me now

Touch me, touch me now

Hot & cold emotions confusing my brain

I could not decide between pleasure & pain

Like a tramp in the night

I was begging you

To treat my body like you wanted to

Uh....

Uh, itÂ’s begging for you

(this is the night)

Touch me, touch me

I want to feel your body

Your heart beat next to mine

(this is the night)

Â’cos I want your body all the time

(this is the night)

Touch me, touch me

I want to feel your body

Your heart beat next to mine

(this is the night)

Â’cos I want your body all the time
Sat, 03/25/2006 - 10:05 AM Permalink
zephyrus

Motorhead

-Beer Drinkers and Hell Raisers

If you see me walkin' down the line

with my fav'rite honky tonk in mind,

well, I'll be here around suppertime

with my can of dinner and a bunch of fine.

Beer drinkers and hell raisers, yeah.

Uh-huh-huh, baby, don't you wanna come with me?

The crowd gets loud when the band gets right,

steel guitar cryin' through the night.

Yeah, try'n to cover up the corner fight

but ev'rything's cool 'cause bass is tight.

Beer drinkers and hell raisers, yeah.

Huh, baby, don't you wanna come with me?

Ah, play it boy.

The joint was jumpin' like a cat on hot tin.

Lord, I thought the floor was gonna give in.

Soundin' a lot like a House Congressional

'cause we're experimental and professional.

Beer drinkers, hell raisers, yeah.

Well, baby, don't you wanna come with me?
Sat, 03/25/2006 - 10:08 AM Permalink
Clue Master

Heh :smile: :cool: :sillygrin:

At 420station we play 1500+ songs about ganja

:cool: :cool:
Sun, 03/26/2006 - 2:11 PM Permalink
Clue Master

Track Listings

1. Blade of Grass (Asylum Street Spankers)

2. Gethimofo (Jack Salamander)

3. Willy and His Wife and His Wife's Lover, Lucy (Center Divide)

4. Toke By Toke (Herb Superb)

5. Low Key in the Upper Keys (The Offshore Band)

6. Ganja Flower (GT Moore)

7. Legalize Marijuana (The Hangover Crew)

8. Zuga the Ganja Farmer (Richard Hardesty Band)

9. Puff Puff (Sunny Wheat)

10. King Swamp (Sabrosa Red)

11. Moonstone (Strange Neighbors)

12. Plant the Seed (Aleta Kim)

13. Vandalia (Cazualty)

14. I'm Not a Criminal (Teddy Woodward and the Hemptations)

15. Cannabis Cafe (David Rovics)
Sun, 03/26/2006 - 2:14 PM Permalink
zephyrus

Tesla

-Toke about it

Got me a woman, wonÂ’t toke about it

Says she doesnÂ’t need it, she can do without it

If I try to push it, sheÂ’ll say shove it!

Baby if ya tried it maybe you might like it!

Even love it!

Loosen up!

LetÂ’s toke it over!

Loosen up!

LetÂ’s toke it over!

Always got a problem, she canÂ’t lose it

She likes to drive me crazy when she chooses

Baby, if you got it you should use it

Oh, you can play with fire, but just donÂ’t abuse it

Just use it

Loosen up!

LetÂ’s toke it over!

Loosen up!

LetÂ’s toke it over!

Loosen up!

Loosen up!

LetÂ’s toke, toke, toke about it

LetÂ’s toke, toke, toke about it

Now sticks ‘n’ stones’ll break your bones

A little tokinÂ’ never hurt no one!

LetÂ’s toke, toke, toke about it!

Have a toke!

IÂ’m a-tokinÂ’ witchoo

Ah, that feels better now

LetÂ’s ya feel the groove

Ah, donÂ’t stop now

Oh, keep on a-zigginÂ’ and a-zagginÂ’ all over the place

On the bed, on the floor

But then, who knows baby, maybe if we really like it that much

Maybe baby, we can do it some more!

Since we had a toke, no doubt about it, ha ha

BabyÂ’s feelinÂ’ better, canÂ’t live without it

Both our hearts on fire, now weÂ’re really smokinÂ’

Mm, all we ever needed was a little tokinÂ’!

LetÂ’s toke, toke, toke about it

CÂ’mon! LetÂ’s toke, toke, toke about it

Now sticks ‘n’ stones’ll break your bones

A little tokinÂ’ never hurt no one!

LetÂ’s toke, toke, toke about it! Ow!

Have a toke!

LetÂ’s toke, toke, toke about it

CÂ’mon! LetÂ’s toke, toke, toke about it

LetÂ’s toke, toke, toke about it

LetÂ’s toke, toke, toke, toke, toke, toke, wooh!

Toke, toke, toke, toke, toke, toke, toke, toke

Toke it, toke it, toke it, toke it, toke it, toke it, wooh!

Toke about it for a little bit!

Ow
Sun, 03/26/2006 - 7:11 PM Permalink
zephyrus

for CM

Queen

-Bicycle Race

Bicycle bicycle bicycle

I want to ride my bicycle bicycle bicycle

I want to ride my bicycle

I want to ride my bike

I want to ride my bicycle

I want to ride it where I like

You say black I say white

You say bark I say bite

You say shark I say hey man

Jaws was never my scene

And I don't like Star Wars

You say Rolls I say Royce

You say God give me a choice

You say Lord I say Christ

I don't believe in Peter Pan

Frankenstein or Superman

All I wanna do is

Bicycle bicycle bicycle

I want to ride my bicycle bicycle bicycle

I want to ride my bicycle

I want to ride my bike

I want to ride my bicycle

I want to ride my

Bicycle races are coming your way

So forget all your duties all year!

Fat bottomed girls

They'll be riding today

So look out for those beauties oh yeah

On your marks get set go

Bicycle race bicycle race bicycle race

Bicycle bicycle bicycle

I want to ride my bicycle

Bicycle bicycle bicycle bicycle

Bicycle race

You say coke I say caine

You say John I say Wayne

Hot dog I say cool it man

I don't wanna be the President of America

You say smile I say cheese

Cartier I say please

Income tax I say Jesus

I don't wanna be a candidate for

Vietnam or Watergate

Cause all I wanna do is

Bicycle bicycle bicycle

I want to ride my bicycle bicycle bicycle

I want to ride my bicycle

I want to ride my bike

I want to ride my bicycle

I want to ride it where I like
Mon, 03/27/2006 - 7:36 PM Permalink
zephyrus

Manowar

-The Power of Thy Sword

The Triumph of Steel

Lord of battle I pray on bended knee conquest by the rising sun

I'll wait for thy command with flame and blood at hand

glory and a broken sword.

I'm the master of the world I have no fear of man or beast

Born inside the soul of the world

Riding hard breaking bone with steel and stone

Eternal might I was born to wield.

Let us drink to the battles we've lived and we've fought

Celebrate the pain and havoc we have wrought

Great heroes charge into the fight

From the north to the south in the black of night

The clash of honor calls to stand when others fall

Gods of war feel the power of my sword

Drink to the battles we've lived and we've fought

Celebrate the pain and havoc we have wrought

Great heroes charge into the fight

From the north to the south in the black of night

Fierce is my blade fierce is my hate born to die in battle

I laugh at my fate

Now pay in blood when your blood has been spilled

You're never forgiven death is fulfilled !

The clash of honor calls to stand when others fall

Gods of war feel the power of my sword

The clash of honor calls

I will stand when others fall

Open magic doors

The will know the power of my sword

There is blood in my hands there is blood in my eyes

With blood in my voice I scream as you die

Thirsting for vengeance and mounds of the slain

Shaking the forest onto the plain

Fierce is my blade fierce is my hate born to die in battle

I laugh at my fate

Now pay in blood when your blood has been spilled

You're never forgiven death is fulfilled !

The clash of honor calls to stand when others fall

Gods of war feel the power of my sword
Mon, 03/27/2006 - 7:38 PM Permalink
Clue Master

Thanks Z

You say smile I say cheese Cartier I say please Income tax I say Jesus I don't wanna be a candidate for Vietnam or Watergate

That has a backward message in it somewhere. I need to spin it up again and see what it said.

I only found these:

I lip sync." "Bohemian Rhapsody" Queen Forwards: "Bismillah!"

"It's fun to smoke marijuana" Queen Forwards: "Another one bites the dust"
Mon, 03/27/2006 - 7:47 PM Permalink
Clue Master

Well that was fun :cool:
Mon, 03/27/2006 - 8:55 PM Permalink
me2

dont even say that name!!!!!!!

we have the cd!!!!!!!!!!!!

uuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

my youngest thinks she is gonna marry Efron
Tue, 03/28/2006 - 6:35 AM Permalink
Posen

Trying to play my CDs backwards, but it's not working...May even have damaged my Minnie Riperton "Best of" CD....not sure that was worth it! :wink:
Tue, 03/28/2006 - 11:39 AM Permalink
me2

yah! now if cd's were made BEFORE vinal we wouldn't have this problem of people with too much time on their hands, finding reasons to tell us we're going to hell.
Tue, 03/28/2006 - 11:48 AM Permalink
Wicked Nick

I already know I'm going to hell...

I dont need anyone to hit me up with reasons why they think so, either.... people, or backwards songs...
Tue, 03/28/2006 - 11:54 AM Permalink
me2

Sing me a song, youÂ’re a singer

Do me a wrong, youÂ’re a bringer of evil

The devil is never a maker

The less that you give, youÂ’re a taker

So itÂ’s on and on and on, itÂ’s heaven and hell, oh well

The lover of lifeÂ’s not a sinner

The ending is just a beginner

The closer you get to the meaning

The sooner youÂ’ll know that youÂ’re dreaming

So itÂ’s on and on and on, oh itÂ’s on and on and on

It goes on and on and on, heaven and hell

I can tell, fool, fool!

Well if it seems to be real, itÂ’s illusion

For every moment of truth, thereÂ’s confusion in life

Love can be seen as the answer, but nobody bleeds for the dancer

And itÂ’s on and on, on and on and on....

They say that lifeÂ’s a carousel

Spinning fast, youÂ’ve got to ride it well

The world is full of kings and queens

Who blind your eyes and steal your dreams

ItÂ’s heaven and hell, oh well

And theyÂ’ll tell you black is really white

The moon is just the sun at night

And when you walk in golden halls

You get to keep the gold that falls

ItÂ’s heaven and hell, oh no!

Fool, fool!

YouÂ’ve got to bleed for the dancer!

Fool, fool!

Look for the answer!

Fool, fool, fool!
Tue, 03/28/2006 - 3:46 PM Permalink
me2

Mama used to say to me, you can make your destiny

Keep your feet planted on the ground

You can always get it back, make a castle from a one room shack

It's all of what you make of what you've found

Son you're gonna find out when you're older

There's always been the hand of god restin' right there on your shoulder

Will it be hell or heaven on earth

The choice is up to you

Look to the sky, the answer is clear
Are you gonna, live life for all it's worth

Choose hell, or heaven on earth

If you live it right, there's nothing to fear

'Cause you'll find heaven right here

Saw a man the other day, had it made in every way

Till his greed brought him down

He was blinded by the city lights, now he shivers in the cold tonight

Who will save the lifeguard when he's about to drown

Will it be hell or heaven on earth

The choice is up to you

Look to the sky, the answer is clear

Are you gonna, live life for all it's worth

Choose hell, or heaven on earth

If you live it right, there's nothing to fear

'Cause you'll find heaven right here

You know you're gonna walk through fire

You know your gonna feel the pain

Oh you're gonna lose, if you want to win the game

And everytime your heart is breakin'

And everytime your faith is shaken

Remember what mama said... Oh that day...

Hope when my time has come

I've left enough to build upon

Ain't no one gonna say I didn't try

Here's why...

Hell or heaven on earth

The choice is up to you

Look to the sky, the answer is clear

Are you gonna, live life for all it's worth

Choose hell, or heaven on earth

If you live it right, there's nothing to fear

'Cause you'll find heaven right here

You'll find heaven right here Oooohhh..

You'll find heaven right here Oooohhh..

Oooohhh.... heaven right here...
Tue, 03/28/2006 - 3:52 PM Permalink
me2

So, so you think you can tell
heaven from hell

Blue skies from pain

Can you tell a green field

from a cold steel rail

A smile from a fair

do you think you can tell

Did they get you to trade

your heros for goals

Hot ashes for trees

Hot air for a cool breeze

Cold comfort for change

Did you exchange

A walk on part in the war

for a lead role in the game

How I wish, how I wish you were here

We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl year after year

Runnin' over the same old ground

But have we found the same old fears

Wish you were here
Tue, 03/28/2006 - 3:59 PM Permalink
Clue Master

nice.
Tue, 03/28/2006 - 4:29 PM Permalink
zephyrus

YES!!!

Tue, 03/28/2006 - 5:10 PM Permalink
zephyrus

When the night falls down

I wait for you

And you come around

And the worldÂ’s alive

With the sound of kids

On the street outside

When you walk into the room

You pull me close and we start to move

And weÂ’re spinning with the stars above

And you lift me up in a wave of love...

Ooh, baby, do you know what thatÂ’s worth ?

Ooh heaven is a place on earth

They say in heaven love comes first

WeÂ’ll make heaven a place on earth

Ooh heaven is a place on earth

When I feel alone

I reach for you

And you bring me home

When IÂ’m lost at sea

I hear your voice

And it carries me

In this world weÂ’re just beginning

To understand the miracle of living

Baby I was afraid before

But IÂ’m not afraid anymore

Ooh, baby, do you know what thatÂ’s worth ?

Ooh heaven is a place on earth

They say in heaven love comes first

WeÂ’ll make heaven a place on earth

Ooh heaven is a place on earth

I had to at least try and fit in with the theme... The hell part would be listening to this song for eternity...
Tue, 03/28/2006 - 5:13 PM Permalink
Wicked Nick

sorry to break the fun here, for a moment...

but, in honor of where I'll be this Sunday...

this years Wrestlemania theme-song:

Peter Gabriel - Big Time

I'm on my way I'm making it, Huh!

I've got to make it show yeah, Hey!

So much larger than life

I'm gonna watch it growing

Hey hey hey heyyyyyyy

The place where I come from is a small town

They think so small, they use small words

But not me, I'm smarter than that,

I worked it out

I'll be stretching my mouth to let those big words come right out

I've had enough, I'm getting out

to the city, the big big city

I'll be a big noise with all the big boys, so much stuff I will own

And I will pray to a big god, as I kneel in the big church

Big Time, I'm on my way I'm making it, big time, oh yes

Big time, I've got to make it show yeah, big time

Big time, so much larger than life

Big time, I'm gonna watch it growing, big time

Ho ohh ohh, oh oh, ho ohh ohh, oh ohhh

My parties have all the big names and I greet them with the whitest smile

Tell them how my life is one big adventure and always they're amazed When I show them 'round my house to my bed

I had it made like a mountain rage with a snow white pillow for my big fat head

And my heaven will be a big heaven,

and I will walk through the front door

Big Time, I'm on my way i'm making it, big time, Huh!

Big time, I've got to make it show yeah, big time

Big time, so much larger than life

Big time, I'm gonna watch it growing, big time

Big time, my car is getting bigger Big time, my house is getting bigger

Big time, my eyes are getting bigger

and my mouuuth

Big time, my dinner's getting bigger

Big time, and my bank account

Big time, look at my circumstance

Big time, and the bulge in my big big big big big big big big big big big big big big big, hi there
Tue, 03/28/2006 - 10:15 PM Permalink
Wicked Nick

I just heard this one on 89.3 - The Current, a lil while ago.... its a good one.

The Lashes - Pretty Girl Is Like A Melody

I never get tired of butterflies in my stomach

And I never get used to callin' girls on the phone

I say I hate crushes but really I love it

Having someone there's better than being alone, alone, go it alone

Cause a pretty girl is like a melody

It hits you when you're awake gets you when you're asleep

And I can't get this song out of my head

I think of her face and I sing myself to bed

I sing myself to bed

I never get tired of valentines in my pocket

And I never get used to havin' someone to hold

I say I hate girlfriends but really I love them

Having someone there's better than being alone, alone, go it alone

Cause a pretty girl is like a melody

It hits you when you're awake gets you when you're asleep

And I can't get this song out of my head

I think of her face and I sing myself to bed

I sing myself to bed

Please three chords don't fail me now I'm trying to tell a girl that I love her

Try takin' walks and holdin' hands but she still seems to think that it's over

I just want to be happy again

She just wants to hang out with her friends

Everywhere I want to be she's still staring back at me again

Girl is like a melody

'Cause a girl is like a melody

'Cause a girl is like a melody

'Cause a girl is like a melody

'Cause a girl is like a melody

'Cause a girl is like a melody

And I can't get this song out of my head

I think of her face and I sing myself to bed

I sing myself to bed

I sing myself to bed

I sing myself to bed
Wed, 03/29/2006 - 3:28 PM Permalink
OT

A Pretty Girl Is Like A Melody ~Irving Berlin~

I have an ear for music

And I have an eye for a maid

I link a pretty girlie

With each pretty tune that's played

They go together like sunny weather

Goes with the month of May

I've studied girls and music

So I'm qualified to say:

A pretty girl is like a melody

That haunts you night and day

Just like the strain of a haunting refrain

She'll start upon a marathon

And run around your brain

You can't escape, she's in your memory

By morning, night and noon

She will leave you and then come back again

A pretty girl is just like a pretty tune
Wed, 03/29/2006 - 3:41 PM Permalink
me2

not exactly what I had in mind but its funny :wink:

I kick out the jams and tell you who I am

I said I'll make you shake your ass like Les MaCan

And the you're out talking shit like Yosemite Sam

You've got the elephant feet like Les McCan

Up the crack of dawn I'm on my way

We're talking two foot dump and there'll be no delay

'Cause I'm gone, the shit's getting out of hand

I'm changing my middle name to first Trem

I'm walking on the rhythm like Philippe Petite

I've got hole in my mouth where my teeth should be

You ask whatever happenened to the rappin' duke

I heard the Captain's gonna sign him to Jive and that's the truth

taking care of my functions still smokin, up the shrubery

I stopped eating chicken 'cause the shit was too rubbery

Produce organic from my own yard

Only the freshest herbs and growing's not too hard

Dreaming on it, screaming on it, ready to get dumb

Waking up my long joint, ready to get some

Looking at my board and my old boots

Seeing a waist deep champagne moment of truth

And on the court I've got game like my brother Matt

I give a shout out so where you at

But don't get souped Mathew 'cause I'm a take ya

Horatio Park right now and I'm a shake ya

Give me the fresh count 'cause you know that I'm stressed out

I need some inspiration so get the best out

Like Rock Master Scott, I'm on the request line

Writing the fresh rhyme, having the best time

Good vibes flowing all around

Not a worry in mind as the friends around

A shout out to Linda riding pow forever

Well the Bird is the word and you're as light as a feather

Well I smoke a bag of rat weed 'cause I don't care

and I'm waking old ladies out their underwear

I like the boomin' grannies in big old panties

I'm giving, it to grandma making her crazy

I might be a white boy but I'm no goofy

Got beats like Bobalou on "I Love Lucy"

I'm not like the Skipper on "Fantasy Island"

I'm more like Captain Shtupping when I go back whylin'

The Cire Traverse out to Death shoot

or S.T.H. when they let me back at the Deuce

'Cause I can't get enough of that funky stuff

When the going gets rough ain't going out in the sluff

Down with Bubble Gum and Ninth Creation

Get down we've got the sound sensation

Kid Fresh is back from the 80's

And we're doing it for the ladies
Wed, 03/29/2006 - 5:22 PM Permalink
Clue Master

Yea..

Ahh Yea...

Ahh Yea This One's Deticated To All The Ladies In The Front , The Back

All the Older Ladies Out There

Lookin' Nice, You Know Who You Are

Whoo...

I Need You, Boomin' Granny

I Said I Want You, Boomin' Granny

Boomin' Granny, Boomin' Fanny

Boomin' Granny, Good And Plenty

Well It Might Sound Odd, It Might Sound Corny

But Here's Some Sex Rhymes For Those That Are Horny

For Your Boomin' Granny With The Boomin' System

Said I Love Ya Won't Leave Ya So You Got To Listen

See I'm Talkin' About The Way That I'm Feeling

You're So Lovely Lengthy And So Appealing

A Sassy Sophisicated Sexy Lady

Well I'm 26 And You're 80

The Clock Is Ticking So You Better Not Front

We Can Go To My Place Or We Could Smoke A Blunt

Well You're A Lovely Girl, Just Like B.Arthur

Just Turn Down The Lights So We Can Go Farther

Boomin' Granny, Boomin' Fanny

Boomin' Granny, Good And Plenty

Because I Saw Ya At The Check Out Line

You Dropped Your Coupons And You Were Looking Fine

Sophisicated, And So Mature

I Couldn't Really Care If You're 50 Or 74

Becaues I Want Ya, And I Need Ya

Hey Boomin' Granny You Could Be My Teacher

And I Could Be Your Pet, Bet

Listen Old Lady I'm Gonna Make Ya Sweat

I Know I'm Younger, And Your Much Older

You Look So nice On My Chevy Nova

I'm gonna Take Her To The Low Ryder Show, And Flaunt Ya

I Gotta Tell Ya Lady I Said I Want Ya, Boomin' Granny

Because I Need You Boomin' Granny

Boomin' Granny, Boomin' Fanny

Boomin' Granny, Good And Plenty
Wed, 03/29/2006 - 6:47 PM Permalink
zephyrus

I like yours better :smile:
Wed, 03/29/2006 - 7:02 PM Permalink
zephyrus

Owoooooooo!

Who's that I see walkin' in these woods?

Why, it's Little Red Riding Hood.

Hey there Little Red Riding Hood,

You sure are looking good.

You're everything a big bad wolf could want.

Listen to me.

Little Red Riding Hood

I don't think little big girls should

Go walking in these spooky old woods alone.

Owoooooooo!

What big eyes you have,

The kind of eyes that drive wolves mad.

So just to see that you don't get chased

I think I ought to walk with you for a ways.

What full lips you have.

They're sure to lure someone bad.

So until you get to grandma's place

I think you ought to walk with me and be safe.

I'm gonna keep my sheep suit on

Until I'm sure that you've been shown

That I can be trusted walking with you alone.

Owoooooooo!

Little Red Riding Hood

I'd like to hold you if I could

But you might think I'm a big bad wolf so I won't.

Owoooooooo!

What a big heart I have-the better to love you with.

Little Red Riding Hood

Even bad wolves can be good.

I'll try to be satisfied just to walk close by your side.

Maybe you'll see things my way before we get to grandma's place.

Little Red Riding Hood

You sure are looking good

You're everything that a big bad wolf could want.

Owoooooooo! I mean baaaaaa! Baaa?
Wed, 03/29/2006 - 7:04 PM Permalink
Wicked Nick

Damn.... thats gonna sell out, real fast....

Too bad its not 21+.... I hate going to shows, and having to get stamped or wear a wrist-band, when I wanna buy a drink...
Wed, 03/29/2006 - 11:23 PM Permalink
Wicked Nick

The Posies - Conversations

On the way back from yesterday, give yourself a break

And say hello to the now you know

Now you know (let it go) today

ThereÂ’s no prison left inside to guard you through

Conversations on and on

Conversations on and on

Conversations on and on

I can tell youÂ’re the one that IÂ’d bet our lives upon

Will it be such a mystery if you leave without a clue?

DonÂ’t let it end on this note again

Just one word shy of true

And weÂ’ll talk more than those behind closed doors will ever know

Conversations on and on

Conversations on and on

Conversations on and on

From a side of my mind that you helped to help me find

Conversations on and on

Conversations on and on

Conversations on and on

Is it clear, can you tell?

Can you feel me just as well?

And weÂ’ll talk more than those behind closed doors will ever know

TheyÂ’ll never know

Conversations on and on

Conversations on and on

Conversations on and on

I can tell youÂ’re the one that IÂ’d bet our lives upon

Conversations on and on

Conversations on and on

Conversations on and on

Is it clear?

Can you hear me?

Can you feel me just as well?

Conversations on and on

Conversations on and on

Conversations on and on
Wed, 03/29/2006 - 11:29 PM Permalink