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  • Tala
    Fucked if I know
    • Dec 2002
    • 23368

    #1

    Meaningful Song Lyrics

    Post 'em if ya got 'em.



    "Revolution Calling" - Queensryche

    For a price I'd do about anything
    Except pull the trigger
    For that I'd need a pretty good cause
    Then I heard of Dr. X
    The man with the cure
    Just watch the television
    Yeah, you'll see there's something going on

    Got no love for politicians
    Or that crazy scene in D.C.
    It's just a power mad town
    But the time is ripe for changes
    There's a growing feeling
    That taking a chance on a new kind of vision is due

    I used to trust the media
    To tell me the truth, tell us the truth
    But now I've seen the payoffs
    Everywhere I look
    Who do you trust when everyone's a crook?

    Revolution calling
    Revolution calling
    Revolution calling you
    [There's a] Revolution calling
    Revolution calling
    Gotta make a change
    Gotta push, gotta push it on through

    I'm tired of all this bullshit
    They keep selling me on T.V.
    About the communist plan
    And all the shady preachers
    Begging for my cash
    Swiss bank accounts while giving their
    Secretaries the slam

    They're all in Penthouse now
    Or Playboy magazine, million dollar stories to tell
    I guess Warhol wasn't wrong
    Fame fifteen minutes long
    Everyone's using everybody, making the sale

    I used to think
    That only America's way, way was right
    But now the holy dollar rules everybody's lives
    Gotta make a million doesn't matter who dies

    Revolution calling
    Revolution calling
    Revolution calling you
    [There's a] Revolution calling
    Revolution calling
    Gotta make a change
    Gotta push, gotta push it on through

    I used to trust the media
    To tell me the truth, tell us the truth
    But now I've seen the payoffs
    Everywhere I look
    Who do you trust when everyone's a crook?

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  • Ice
    Confirmed User
    • Nov 2002
    • 26053

    #2
    Dream Theater

    He seems alone and silent
    thoughts remain without an answer
    Afraid and uninvited
    he slowly drifts away
    Moved by desire and fear
    Breaking delicate wings
    Lifting shadows
    off a Dream once broken
    She can turn a drop of water
    Into an ocean
    As the rain is pouring down
    Tears of sorrow wash his mind
    Drifting with the current
    This stream of life flows on
    He seems alone and silent
    waiting on his hands and knees
    The chill of winter's darkness sits quietly
    Moved by desire and fear
    he takes a few steps away
    Lifting shadows
    off a Dream once broken
    She can turn a drop of water
    Into an ocean
    And she listens openly
    He pours his soul into the water
    reflecting the mystery
    She carries him away
    and the winds die slowly
    And she listens openly
    And she listens openly
    Lifting shadows
    off a Dream once broken
    She can turn a drop of water
    Into an ocean
    Lifting Shadows off a Dream
    Lifting Shadows off a Dream
    icq 1904905

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    • Tala
      Fucked if I know
      • Dec 2002
      • 23368

      #3
      NICE!!!!!!

      Also Dream Theater:

      All your eyes have ever seen
      All you've ever heard
      Is etched upon my memory
      Spoken through my words
      All that I take with me
      Is all you left behind
      We're sharing one eternity
      Living in two minds
      Linked by an endless thread
      Impossible to break.

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      • videoxpix
        Confirmed User
        • Nov 2003
        • 267

        #4
        Love of My Life - Blues Traveler

        Music: John Popper
        Lyrics: S. Samaroo and John Popper

        I just couldn't cry
        No matter how hard I try
        I knew the love we shared was dead
        Until she gave me a letter
        With some words she wrote down
        And I swear this is what she said
        She said...
        Love of my life our first night together
        We sat in the rain and talked forever
        Love of my life your carefree way
        Showed me the potential of each and
        every day
        But love of my life
        When you told me today
        That my place was gone
        In your carefree way
        I realized...
        She said...
        She said love of my life now I finally see
        A carefree way wasn't meant for me
        The pain I feel you just can't understand
        You'd think it as fire, pull away your hand
        But love of my life
        When you told me today
        That my place was gone in your carefree
        way
        I realized...
        You know she realized she must learn for
        once on her own not to let her days burn
        Because she's alone
        She needed to learn for once on her own
        not to let her days burn
        Because she's alone
        She needed to learn for once on her own
        not to let her days burn
        Because she's alone
        She said...
        Love of my life your arms were never shy
        To hold me tight when I needed to cry
        Love of my life you made me believe
        And for that I do love you but I know I
        must leave
        Because love of my life
        When you told me today
        That my place was gone
        In your carefree way
        I realized...
        Oh yes she realized, and for once so did I
        Because it occurred to me the love of my
        life was she
        And then and only then I started to cry
        Go Fuck Yourselves!

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        • Ice
          Confirmed User
          • Nov 2002
          • 26053

          #5
          Scarred....

          To Rise, To Fall.
          To Hurt, To Hate.
          To Want, To Wait.
          To Heal, To Save.
          Can't hear it
          we fear it
          awareness won't come near it
          Distractive
          Reactive
          Disguised in spite of time
          I never bared my emotion
          My passion always strong
          I never lost my devotion
          but somewhere fate went wrong
          Can't let them rape me again
          Your venom's not family here
          won't let them fill me with
          fatalistic remedies
          What if the rest of the world
          was hopelessly blinded by fear?
          Where would my sanctity live?
          Suddenly nobody cares.
          It's never enough
          You're wasting your time
          Isn't there something I could say?
          You don't understand
          You're closing me out
          How can we live our lives this way?
          You tell me I'm wrong
          I'm risking my life
          Still, I have nothing in return
          I show you my hands
          You don't see the scars
          Maybe you'll leave me here to burn.
          What if the rest of the world
          was hopelessly drowning in vain?
          Where would our self pity run?
          Suddenly everyone cares.
          Blood...Heal me
          Fear...Change me
          Belief will always save me
          Blood...Swearing
          Fear...Staring
          Conviction made aware
          Give up on misery
          Turn your back on dissent
          Leave their distrust behind
          Wash your hands of regret
          Do you feel you don't know me anymore?
          And do you feel I'm afraid of your love?
          And how come you don't want me asking?
          And how come my heart's not invited?
          You say you want everyone happy
          Well, we're not laughing.
          And how come you don't understand me?
          And how come I don't understand you?
          Thirty years say we're in this together
          So open your eyes.
          People in prayer for me
          everyone there for me
          Sometimes I feel I should face this alone
          My soul exposed
          It calms me to know that I won't
          Blood...Heal me
          Fear...Change me
          Belief will always save me
          Blood...Swearing
          Fear...Staring
          Conviction made aware
          Give up on misery
          Turn your back on dissent
          Leave their distrust behind
          Wash your hands of regret
          Blood...Heal me
          Fear...Change me
          Belief will always save me
          Blood...Swearing
          Fear...Staring
          Conviction made aware
          Learning from misery
          Staring back at dissent
          Leaving distrust behind
          I'm inspired and content
          icq 1904905

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          • sniperwolf
            Too lazy to set a custom title
            • Mar 2005
            • 17743

            #6
            Every Kinda People


            Said the fight to make ends meet
            Keeps a man upon his feet
            Holding down his job
            Trying to show he can't be bought

            Ooh, it takes every kind of people
            To make what life's about, yeah
            Ooh every kind of people
            To make the world go round

            Someone's looking for a lead
            In his duty to a King or to a creed
            Protecting what he feels is right
            Fights against wrong with his life

            There's no profit in deceit
            Honest men know that
            Revenge do not taste sweet
            Whether yellow, black or white
            Each and every man's the same inside

            Ooh, It takes every kind of people
            To make what life's about, yeah
            It takes every kind of people
            To make the world go round

            You know that love's the only goal
            That could bring a peace to any soul
            Hey, and every man's the same
            He wants the sunshine in his rain

            Ooh, It takes every kind of people
            To make what life's about, yeah
            It takes every kind of people
            To make the world go round

            It takes every kind of people
            To make what life's about, yeah
            Every kind of people
            To make the world go round

            Every kind of people
            To make what life's about, yeah
            Every kind of people
            To make the world go round
            ~Accepting design works~

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            • greentea
              Confirmed User
              • Mar 2002
              • 6580

              #7
              REELIN' IN THE YEARS

              Your everlasting summer
              You can see it fading fast
              So you grab a piece of something
              That you think is gonna last
              You wouldn't know a diamond
              If you held it in your hand
              The things you think are precious
              I can't understand

              CHORUS:
              Are you reelin' in the years
              Stowin' away the time
              Are you gatherin' up the tears
              Have you had enough of mine

              You been tellin' me you're a genius
              Since you were seventeen
              In all the time I've known you
              I still don't know what you mean
              The weekend at the college
              Didn't turn out like you planned
              The things that pass for knowledge
              I can't understand

              CHORUS

              I spend a lot of money
              And I spent a lot of time
              The trip we made in Hollywood
              Is etched upon my mind
              After all the things we've done and seen
              You find another man
              The things you think are useless
              I can't understand

              CHORUS
              blunts

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              • StuartD
                Sofa King Band
                • Jul 2002
                • 29903

                #8
                "I just wish I was queer so I could get chicks"

                If your ass is a chinese restaurant I?ll have the poo-poo platter
                My friend jerry vandergrift kissed me in home ec. class
                Later in the afternoon some jarheads in the locker room kicked my ass
                I said guys I?m like you I like monster trucks too
                Wanna see how many push-ups I can do?
                I just wish I was queer so I could get chicks
                Chicks dig guys that are
                Queer guys that don?t dig
                Chicks that don?t dig guys like me
                See I?m not queer I?m too ugly
                But if I were handsome just imagine how great it would be
                Incognito as gay though but not actually that way though pseudo homo phony
                Maybe it?s a stupid theory or maybe just stupidity
                But if I was a queerbee in the fashion industry
                Scoring with a super model would be easy
                Cause ?super model? means voluptuous but is also is synonymous with ?super dumb?
                Ya see I?d be a good listener so she?d treat me like a sister and soon I?d become
                That trusted friend that cares that rubs her back and braids her hair
                No it wouldn?t be a week before I?m in her underwear
                I wish I was queer so I could get chicks
                Chicks dig guys that are
                Queer guys that don?t dig
                Chicks that don?t dig guys like me
                See I?m not queer I?m too ugly
                Doesn?t matter what I?m packin? in my denim it?s what?s in my genes
                The only smoked meat the only sausage I would eat is made by jimmy dean
                See I?m not to keen on the smell of vaseline
                No I?m not princess di and I don?t wanna be a queen
                I wish I was queer so I could get chicks
                Anyway if I were gay I?d have to change my name to dirk or lewis
                Hang out with my mom?s hair stylist his name is kip he?s got a lisp he talks like this
                And wear my mother?s lingerie learn the songs of broadway
                And appreciate depeche mode and avant garde ballet
                I wish I was queer so I could get chicks
                Chicks dig guys that are
                Queer guys that don?t dig
                Chicks dig guys that are
                Queer guys that don?t dig
                Chicks dig guys that are
                Queer guys that don?t dig
                Chicks that don?t dig guys like me
                See I?m not queer I?m too ugly
                And I don?t shave my heiny
                Don?t shave my heiny
                See I?m not queer I?m too ugly
                This is me on facebook
                This is me on twitter

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                • Tala
                  Fucked if I know
                  • Dec 2002
                  • 23368

                  #9
                  mmmmm....nice

                  It's all right if you love me
                  It's all right if you don't
                  I'm not afraid of you running away, honey
                  I get the feeling you won't.

                  There is no sense in pretending.
                  Your eyes give you away.
                  Something inside you
                  is feeling like I do
                  We've said all there is to say.

                  Baby
                  Breakdown, go ahead and give it to me
                  Breakdown, honey take me through the night
                  Break down, go ahead, can't you see?
                  Breakdown it's all right....it's all right....it's all right.

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                  • videoxpix
                    Confirmed User
                    • Nov 2003
                    • 267

                    #10
                    Phish - Contact


                    The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road

                    The car is the thing on the road that takes you back to your abode


                    The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road

                    Bummed is what you are when you go out to your car and it's been towed


                    I woke up one morning in November and I realized I love you

                    It's not your headlights in front, your tailpipe, or the skylight above you

                    It's the way you cling to the road when the wind tries to shove you

                    I'd never go riding away and come back home without you
                    Go Fuck Yourselves!

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                    • sniperwolf
                      Too lazy to set a custom title
                      • Mar 2005
                      • 17743

                      #11
                      Originally posted by NichePay - StuartD
                      "I just wish I was queer so I could get chicks"
                      that's nice hehe
                      ~Accepting design works~

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                      • Tala
                        Fucked if I know
                        • Dec 2002
                        • 23368

                        #12
                        She never really had a chance
                        On that fateful moonlit night
                        Sacrificed without a fight
                        A victim of her circumstance

                        Now that I've become aware
                        And I've exposed this tragedy
                        A sadness grows inside of me
                        It all seems so unfair

                        I'm learning all about my life
                        By looking through her eyes.

                        Just beyond the churchyard gate
                        Where the grass is overgrown
                        I saw the writing on her stone
                        I felt like I would suffocate

                        "In loving memory of our child
                        So innocent, eyes open wide"
                        I felt so empty as I cried
                        Like part of me had died.

                        I'm learning all about my life
                        By looking through her eyes.

                        And as her image wandered through my head
                        I wept just like a baby as I lay awake in bed.
                        And I know what it's like
                        to lose someone you love
                        And this felt...just the same.

                        She wasn't given any choice
                        Desperation stole her voice
                        I've been given so much more in life
                        I've got a son, I've got a wife

                        I had to suffer one last time
                        To grieve for her and say goodbye
                        Relive the anguish of my past
                        To find out who I was at last.

                        The door is open wide
                        I'm turning with the tide
                        Looking through her eyes.

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                        • Shoehorn!
                          Die With Your Boots On
                          • Oct 2003
                          • 22872

                          #13
                          Originally posted by videoxpix
                          Phish - Contact


                          The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road

                          The car is the thing on the road that takes you back to your abode


                          The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road

                          Bummed is what you are when you go out to your car and it's been towed


                          I woke up one morning in November and I realized I love you

                          It's not your headlights in front, your tailpipe, or the skylight above you

                          It's the way you cling to the road when the wind tries to shove you

                          I'd never go riding away and come back home without you

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                          • Shoehorn!
                            Die With Your Boots On
                            • Oct 2003
                            • 22872

                            #14
                            Another Prophet of Disaster
                            Who says the ship is lost,
                            Another Prophet of Disaster
                            Leaving you to count the cost.
                            Taunting us with Visions,
                            Afflicting us with fear,
                            Predicting War for millions,
                            In the hope that one appears.

                            No point asking when it is,
                            No point asking who's to go,
                            No point asking what's the game,
                            No point asking who's to blame.
                            'cos if you're gonna die, if you're gonna die,
                            'cos if you're gonna die, if you're gonna die,

                            If you're gonna die, die with your boots on.
                            If you're gonna try, just stick around,
                            Gonna cry, just move along,
                            If you're gonna die, you're gonna die.

                            In 13 the Beast is rising,
                            The Frenchman did surmise,
                            Through earthquakes and starvation,
                            The warlord will arise.
                            Terror, Death, Destruction,
                            Pour from the Eastern Sands,
                            But the truth of all predictions,
                            Is always in your hands.

                            If you're gonna die, die with your boots on,
                            If you're gonna try, just stick around,
                            Gonna cry, just move along,
                            If you're gonna die, you're gonna die.

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                            • Spunky
                              I need a beer
                              • Jun 2002
                              • 133978

                              #15
                              Intense thread

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                              • Tala
                                Fucked if I know
                                • Dec 2002
                                • 23368

                                #16
                                Lost in the sky
                                Clouds roll by and I roll with them
                                Arrows fly
                                Seas increase and then fall again

                                This world is spinning around me
                                This world is spinning without me
                                Every day sends future to past
                                Every breath leaves one less to my last

                                Watch the sparrow falling
                                Gives new meaning to it all
                                If not today nor yet tomorrow then some other day

                                I'll take seven lives for one
                                And then my only father's son
                                As sure as I ever did love him
                                I am not afraid

                                This world is spinning around me
                                The whole world keeps spinning around me
                                All life is future to past
                                Every breath leaves me one less to my last

                                Pull me under pull me under
                                Pull me under I'm not afraid
                                All that I feel in honor and spite
                                All I can do is set it right

                                Dust fills my eyes
                                Clouds roll by and I roll with them
                                Centuries cry
                                Orders fly and I fall again

                                This world is spinning inside me
                                The whole world is spinning inside of me
                                Every day sends future to past
                                Every step brings me closer to my last

                                Pull me under pull me under
                                Pull me under I'm not afraid
                                Living my life too much in in the sun
                                Only until your will is done
                                Last edited by Tala; 06-30-2005, 08:56 PM.

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                                • Shoehorn!
                                  Die With Your Boots On
                                  • Oct 2003
                                  • 22872

                                  #17
                                  Runny nose and runny yolk
                                  Even if you have a cold still
                                  You can cough on me again
                                  I still havent had my fulfill

                                  In the someday what's that sound?

                                  Broken heart and broken bones
                                  Think of how a castrated horse feels
                                  One more quirky cliche'd phrase
                                  You're the one I wanna refill

                                  In the someday what's that sound?

                                  Most people don't realize
                                  That two large pieces of coral,
                                  Painted brown, and attached to his skull
                                  With common wood screws can make a child look like a deer

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                                  • Shoehorn!
                                    Die With Your Boots On
                                    • Oct 2003
                                    • 22872

                                    #18
                                    Something in the way she moves
                                    Attracts me like no other lover
                                    Something in the way she woos me
                                    I don't want to leave her now
                                    You know I believe and how

                                    Somewhere in her smile she knows
                                    That I don't need no other lover
                                    Something in her style that shows me
                                    I don't want to leave her now
                                    You know I believe and how

                                    You're asking me will my love grow
                                    I don't know, I don't know
                                    You stick around and it may show
                                    I don't know, I don't know

                                    Something in the way she knows
                                    And all I have to do is think of her
                                    Something in the things she shows me
                                    I don't want to leave her now
                                    You know I believe and how

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                                    • videoxpix
                                      Confirmed User
                                      • Nov 2003
                                      • 267

                                      #19
                                      Here by the sea and sand
                                      Nothing ever goes as planned,
                                      I just couldn't face going home
                                      It was just a drag on my own.
                                      They finally threw me out
                                      My mother got drunk on stout,
                                      My dad couldn't stand on two feet,
                                      As he lectured about morality.
                                      Now I guess the families complete,
                                      With me hanging round on the street
                                      Or here on the beach.

                                      The girl I love
                                      Is a perfect dresser,
                                      Wears every fashion
                                      Gets it to the tee.
                                      Heavens above,
                                      I got to match her
                                      She knows just how
                                      She wants her man to be
                                      Leave it to me.

                                      My jacket's gonna be cut slim and checked
                                      Maybe a touch of seersucker with an open neck
                                      I ride a G.S. scooter with my hair cut neat
                                      I wear my wartime coat in the wind and sleet.

                                      I see her dancing
                                      Across the ballroom
                                      UV light making starshine
                                      Of her smile.
                                      I am the face,
                                      She has to know me,
                                      I'm dressed up better than anyone
                                      Within a mile.

                                      So how come the other tickets look much better?
                                      Without a penny to spend they dress to the letter.
                                      How come the girls come on oh so cool
                                      Yet when you meet 'em, every one's a fool?

                                      Come sleep on the beach
                                      Keep within my reach
                                      I just want to die with you near
                                      I'm feeling so high with you here.
                                      I'm wet and I'm cold
                                      But thank God I ain't old
                                      Why didn't I ever say what I mean?
                                      I should have split home at fifteen.
                                      There's a story that the grass is so green,
                                      What did I see?
                                      Where have I been?

                                      Nothing is planned, by the sea and the sand
                                      Go Fuck Yourselves!

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                                      • Tala
                                        Fucked if I know
                                        • Dec 2002
                                        • 23368

                                        #20
                                        Last night the word came down
                                        Ten dead in chinatown
                                        Innocent, their only crime was
                                        Being in the wrong place at the wrong time
                                        Too bad, people say, what's wrong with the kids today?
                                        Tell you right now they've got nothing to lose
                                        They're building empires!

                                        Johnny used to work after school
                                        At the cinema show
                                        Gotta hustle if he wants an education, yeah, he's got a long way to go
                                        Now he's out on the streets all day
                                        Selling crack to the people who pay
                                        Got an ak-47 for his best friend, business the american way

                                        Chorus
                                        Eastside meets westside downtown
                                        No time the walls fall down
                                        Can you feel it coming? empire!
                                        Can you hear it calling?

                                        Black man trapped again, holds his change in his hand
                                        Brother killing brother for the profit of another
                                        Game point, nobody wins
                                        Decline, right on time
                                        What happened to the dream sublime?
                                        Tear it all down to put it up again
                                        Another empire

                                        Chorus

                                        Can someone hear it calling?
                                        Last edited by Tala; 06-30-2005, 09:17 PM.

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                                        • Tala
                                          Fucked if I know
                                          • Dec 2002
                                          • 23368

                                          #21
                                          All alone now
                                          Except for the memories
                                          Of what we had and what we knew
                                          Everytime I try to leave it behind me
                                          I see something that reminds me of you

                                          Every night the dreams return to haunt me
                                          Your rosary wrapped around your throat
                                          I lie awake and sweat, afraid to fall asleep
                                          I see your face looking back at me

                                          And I raise my head and stare
                                          Into the eyes of a stranger
                                          I've always known that the mirror never lies
                                          People always turn away
                                          From the eyes of a stranger
                                          Afraid to know what
                                          Lies behind the stare

                                          Is this all that's left
                                          Of my life before me
                                          Straight jacket memories, sedative highs
                                          No happy ending like I'd always promised
                                          There's got to be something left for me

                                          And I raise my head and stare
                                          Into the eyes of a stranger

                                          I've always known that the mirror never lies
                                          People always turn away
                                          From the eyes of a stranger
                                          Afraid to know what
                                          Lies behind the stare [lies behind my stare]

                                          How many times must I live this tragedy
                                          How many more lies will they tell me
                                          All I want is the same as everyone
                                          Why am I here, and for how long

                                          And I raise my head and stare
                                          Into the eyes of a stranger

                                          I've always known that the mirror never lies
                                          People always turn away
                                          From the eyes of a stranger
                                          Afraid to know what
                                          Lies behind the stare
                                          Last edited by Tala; 06-30-2005, 09:20 PM.

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                                          • hilly
                                            Confirmed User
                                            • Feb 2004
                                            • 867

                                            #22
                                            The best lyricalists were the Beatles

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                                            • naugthygUrL
                                              Confirmed User
                                              • Feb 2005
                                              • 3448

                                              #23
                                              Originally posted by videoxpix
                                              Phish - Contact


                                              The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road

                                              The car is the thing on the road that takes you back to your abode


                                              The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road

                                              Bummed is what you are when you go out to your car and it's been towed


                                              I woke up one morning in November and I realized I love you

                                              It's not your headlights in front, your tailpipe, or the skylight above you

                                              It's the way you cling to the road when the wind tries to shove you

                                              I'd never go riding away and come back home without you


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                                              • ssp
                                                Confirmed User
                                                • Jan 2005
                                                • 7990

                                                #24
                                                Dave Matthews Band > True Reflections

                                                when you look into a mirror
                                                do you like what's looking at you
                                                now that you've seen your true reflections
                                                what on earth are you gonna do

                                                find some inspiration
                                                it's down deep inside of you
                                                amend your situation
                                                your whole life is ahead of you
                                                your whole life is ahead of you

                                                remember the time you hung out with the boys now
                                                remember the things you used to say
                                                I thought by now you'd be the president
                                                but after all that was yesterday
                                                you've had time to go out in the world now
                                                but you chose to run away
                                                people ask you what your doin' now
                                                you don't even know what to say

                                                you think life is like a movie
                                                where it all works out in the end
                                                I think life is like a dessert
                                                where does it go where does it begin
                                                when you look into a mirror
                                                do you like what's looking at you
                                                now that you've seen your true reflections
                                                what on earth are you gonna do

                                                find some inspiration
                                                it's down deep inside of you

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                                                • AaronM
                                                  GFY Royality ;)
                                                  • Oct 2001
                                                  • 46917

                                                  #25
                                                  There?s only one place where we can go
                                                  Where the price is right just to fuck a ho
                                                  It?s always popular with the girls and the guys
                                                  ?cause for all my money, it?s the best buy
                                                  Ten dollars, two hours is the time of the stay
                                                  It?s more than enough time to slay
                                                  Each room has a bed and also a sink
                                                  So you can wash your dick after fucking the pink
                                                  But be careful of the things that you use?
                                                  Cause you can get arrested for sex abuse
                                                  So as you hit the door and the panties drop,
                                                  Whole lot of suckin? and fuckin? at the fuck shop!


                                                  Please come inside, make yourself at home
                                                  I want to fuck, ?cause my dick?s on bone
                                                  You little whore behind closed doors
                                                  You would drink my cum and nothing more
                                                  Now spread your wings open for the flight
                                                  Let me fill you up with something milky and white
                                                  ?cause I?m hopin? to slay you, rough and painful
                                                  You innocent bitch, don?t be shameful
                                                  Bring out the ice cubes and the hot water
                                                  This is the second half, and not the second quarter
                                                  I?ll fuck you ?till you sleep; you?ll sleep like a baby
                                                  And in your dreams, you?ll say I?m crazy
                                                  In the fuck shop!

                                                  you?re in the fuck shop, babeeee!i wanna see you freak!!


                                                  In the fuck shop! that?s where it?s at!
                                                  In the fuck shop! the place to splak!
                                                  In the fuck shop! where all the boys go!
                                                  In the fuck shop! fuckin? all the hoes!


                                                  thank you for fuckin? at the fuck sho-o-o-op!!

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                                                  • Stamen
                                                    Confirmed User
                                                    • Aug 2004
                                                    • 698

                                                    #26
                                                    Pearl Jam - Parting Ways

                                                    behind her eyes there's curtains...
                                                    and they've been closed to hide the flames, remains...
                                                    she knows their future's burning, but she can smile just the same...
                                                    and though her mood is fine today
                                                    there's a fear they'll soon be parting ways
                                                    standing, like a statue
                                                    a chin of stone, a heart of clay, hey...
                                                    and though he's too big a man to say
                                                    there's a fear they'll soon be parting ways
                                                    Show me the pistil porn!

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                                                    • mardigras
                                                      Bon temps!
                                                      • Feb 2003
                                                      • 14194

                                                      #27
                                                      5,6,7,8's

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                                                      .

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                                                      • 2HousePlague
                                                        CURATOR
                                                        • Jul 2004
                                                        • 14572

                                                        #28
                                                        "Something's Coming" -- from Westside Story


                                                        Could be
                                                        Who knows?
                                                        There's something due any day
                                                        I will know right away
                                                        Soon as it shows
                                                        It may come cannonballin' down through the sky
                                                        Gleam in its eye
                                                        Bright as a rose!
                                                        Who knows?
                                                        It's only just out of reach
                                                        Down the block, on a beach
                                                        Under a tree
                                                        I got a feeling there's a miracle due
                                                        Gonna come true
                                                        Coming to me
                                                        Could it be?
                                                        Yes it could
                                                        Something's coming
                                                        Something good
                                                        If I can wait
                                                        Something's coming I don't know what it is
                                                        But it is
                                                        Gonna be great!
                                                        With a click
                                                        With a shock
                                                        Phone'll jingle
                                                        Door'll knock
                                                        Open the latch!
                                                        Something's coming, don't know when
                                                        But it's soon
                                                        Catch the moon
                                                        One handed catch
                                                        Around the corner
                                                        Or whistling down the river
                                                        Come on - deliver
                                                        To me
                                                        Will it be? Yes it will
                                                        Maybe just by holding still
                                                        It'll be there!
                                                        Come on, something, come on in
                                                        Don't be shy
                                                        Meet a guy
                                                        Pull up a chair
                                                        The air is hummin'
                                                        And something great is coming
                                                        Who knows
                                                        It's only just
                                                        Out of reach
                                                        Down the block, on a beach
                                                        Maybe tonight
                                                        Maybe tonight...

                                                        ! -- -- !



                                                        2HP
                                                        Last edited by 2HousePlague; 07-01-2005, 03:48 AM.
                                                        tada!

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                                                        • uno
                                                          RIP Dodger. BEST.CAT.EVER
                                                          • Dec 2002
                                                          • 18450

                                                          #29
                                                          Originally posted by sniperwolf
                                                          that's nice hehe
                                                          He doesn't need to anymore. His gayness netted him a fine woman.
                                                          -uno
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                                                          • uno
                                                            RIP Dodger. BEST.CAT.EVER
                                                            • Dec 2002
                                                            • 18450

                                                            #30
                                                            Almost anything by Bad Religion

                                                            I think Tala already knows just about everything on Operation Mindcrime is gold.
                                                            -uno
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                                                            • wildgirl
                                                              My Sig was too Big! :(
                                                              • May 2005
                                                              • 2554

                                                              #31
                                                              that's very nice
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                                                              • StuartD
                                                                Sofa King Band
                                                                • Jul 2002
                                                                • 29903

                                                                #32
                                                                Originally posted by uno
                                                                He doesn't need to anymore. His gayness netted him a fine woman.
                                                                Indeed, this is true
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