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Never trust you
Never loved you
Never was you
Imma touch you
Imma bust you
Imma crush you
Mother fuck you

I don't know why, but I love this song.....


Early one mornin' the sun was shinin',
I was layin' in bed
Wond'rin' if she'd changed at all
If her hair was still red.
Her folks they said our lives together
Sure was gonna be rough
They never did like Mama's homemade dress
Papa's bankbook wasn't big enough.
And I was standin' on the side of the road
Rain fallin' on my shoes
Heading out for the East Coast
Lord knows I've paid some dues gettin' through,
Tangled up in blue.

She was married when we first met
Soon to be divorced
I helped her out of a jam, I guess,
But I used a little too much force.
We drove that car as far as we could
Abandoned it out West
Split up on a dark sad night
Both agreeing it was best.
She turned around to look at me
As I was walkin' away
I heard her say over my shoulder,
"We'll meet again someday on the avenue,"
Tangled up in blue.

I had a job in the great north woods
Working as a cook for a spell
But I never did like it all that much
And one day the ax just fell.
So I drifted down to New Orleans
Where I happened to be employed
Workin' for a while on a fishin' boat
Right outside of Delacroix.
But all the while I was alone
The past was close behind,
I seen a lot of women
But she never escaped my mind, and I just grew
Tangled up in blue.

She was workin' in a topless place
And I stopped in for a beer,
I just kept lookin' at the side of her face
In the spotlight so clear.
And later on as the crowd thinned out
I's just about to do the same,
She was standing there in back of my chair
Said to me, "Don't I know your name?"
I muttered somethin' underneath my breath,
She studied the lines on my face.
I must admit I felt a little uneasy
When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe,
Tangled up in blue.

She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe
"I thought you'd never say hello," she said
"You look like the silent type."
Then she opened up a book of poems
And handed it to me
Written by an Italian poet
From the thirteenth century.
And every one of them words rang true
And glowed like burnin' coal
Pourin' off of every page
Like it was written in my soul from me to you,
Tangled up in blue.

I lived with them on Montague Street
In a basement down the stairs,
There was music in the cafes at night
And revolution in the air.
Then he started into dealing with slaves
And something inside of him died.
She had to sell everything she owned
And froze up inside.
And when finally the bottom fell out
I became withdrawn,
The only thing I knew how to do
Was to keep on keepin' on like a bird that flew,
Tangled up in blue.

So now I'm goin' back again,
I got to get to her somehow.
All the people we used to know
They're an illusion to me now.
Some are mathematicians
Some are carpenter's wives.
Don't know how it all got started,
I don't know what they're doin' with their lives.
But me, I'm still on the road
Headin' for another joint
We always did feel the same,
We just saw it from a different point of view,
Tangled up in blue.

Where you come from is gone!

Where you thought you were goin... werent never there!

And where you are aint no good unless you can get away from it!

:thumbsup

You don't know how much I need you.
While you're around I don't feel blue.
And when we kiss I know that you need me too.
I can't believe I found a love that's so pure and true.

But it all was bullshit.
It was a goddam joke.
And when I think of you Linda,
I hope you fucking choke.

I hope you're glad with what you've done to me.
I lay in bed all day long feeling melancholy.
You left me here all alone, tears running constantly.

Oh somebody kill me please,
somebody kill me plee-ase,
I'm on my knees,
pretty pretty please kill me.

I want to die.
Put a bullet in my head.

Well they tell me of a pie up in the sky
Waiting for me when I die
But between the day you're born and when you die
They never seem to hear even your cry
So as sure as the sun will shine
I'm gonna get my share now of what's mine
And then the harder they come the harder they'll fall,
One and all

One and all Well the oppressors are trying to keep me down
Trying to drive me underground
And they think that they have got the battle won
I say forgive them Lord, they know not what they've done 'Cause as sure
as the sun will shine
I'm gonna get my share now of what's mine
And then the harder they come the harder they'll fall,
One and all
Ooh the harder they come the harder they'll fall,
One and all And I keep on fighting for the things I want
Though I know that when you're dead you can't

...But I'd rather be a free man in my grave
Than living as a puppet or a slave
So as sure as the sun will shine
I'm gonna get my share now of what's mine
And then the harder they come the harder they'll fall,
One and all
Ooh the harder they come the harder they'll fall,
One and all ...

Hey god, there?s nothing left for me to hide.
I lost my ignorance, security and pride.
I?m all alone in a world you must despise.
Hey god, I believed that promises, your promises and lies

You made me throw it all away.
My morals left to decay.
How many you betray.
You?ve taken everything

My head is filled with disease.
My skin is begging you please.
I?m on my hands and knees
I want so much to believe.

On a dark desert highway
Cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas
Rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance
I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy, and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself
This could be Heaven or this could be Hell
Then she lit up a candle
And she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor
I thought I heard them say

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely place (background)
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year
Any time of year (background)
You can find it here
You can find it here

Her mind is Tiffany twisted
She's got the Mercedes bends
She's got a lot of pretty, pretty boys
That she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard
Sweet summer sweat
Some dance to remember
Some dance to forget
So I called up the Captain
Please bring me my wine
He said
We haven't had that spirit here since 1969
And still those voices are calling from far away
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely Place
Such a lovely Place (background)
Such a lovely face
They're livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise
What a nice surprise (background)
Bring your alibies

Mirrors on the ceiling
Pink champagne on ice
And she said
We are all just prisoners here
Of our own device
And in the master's chambers
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives
But they just can't kill the beast
Last thing I remember
I was running for the door
I had to find the passage back to the place I was before
Relax said the nightman
We are programed to recieve
You can check out any time you like
But you can never leave

I CARD DOMAINS IN MY MOMMAS NAME

jk u got to know when to hold em
know when to fold em
know when to walk away
know when to run screaming like a little fucking bitch because you suck you have no chance in hell in winning so cut your fucking losses leave the motherfucking table and get the fuck off this shit niiiiiia

"The Great Below" (Nine Inch Nails)

staring at the sea
will she come?
is there hope for me
after all is said and done
anything at any price
all of this for you
all the spoils of a wasted life
all of this for you
all the world has closed her eyes
tried faith all worn and thin
for all we could have done
and all that could have been

ocean pulls me close
and whispers in my ear
the destiny I've chose
all becoming clear
the currents have their say
the time is drawing near
washes me away
makes me disappear

I descend from grace
in arms of undertow
I will take my place
in the geat below

I can still feel you
even so far away

When you were here before
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
I wish I was special
You're so fuckin' special
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.

I don't care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice
When I'm not around
You're so fuckin' special
I wish I was special

But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.

She's running out again,
She's running out
She's run run run running out...

Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so fuckin' special
I wish I was special...

But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo,
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.
I don't belong here.

sissies

anything by Roger Waters or Robert Smith:thumbsup

I love that song and I think of that everytime I visit GFY :winkwink:

I'm wasted and I can't find my way home

i used to love here,but i had to kill here
she'burried right in my backyard


Gun's 'n' Roses

"Strumming my pain with his fingers,
Singing my life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song,
Killing me softly with his song,
Telling my whole life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song ..."

:thumbsup

Poison in a pretty pill.......by Crass

Your tactile eyes running over glossy paper
Printed on with tactile lies of glaze and gauze
They say "forget yourself, adorn with this disguise"
This womanhood of smooth and tampered whores
Let me warn you of their cold sensitivity
They'll have you gathered in a trap of glass
Is your reflection all the you will recognise?
That cruel lie will stare you in the face
Wrapped up in a haze and flow of bridal gown
They tell your lover he must hold a gun
You're the pornographic reassurance he's a man
They deal with flesh, incarcerate with rags
Red lips, shimmer-silk and body-bags
Hairless legs against the blistered napalm burn
I want to rape the substance of your downy hair
In that mist a gutted child fights for air
Against the fragile, mashed and sweaty wound
Your facile beauty has an outrageous sound
Like a glamour billboard on a battlefield
At least the blood red poppy was of natures will
That flower perfecting by the barbed wire fence
Must be insulted by your scented poor pretence
Just as I, who finds it hard to touch you now
You traumatise my love with needle doubts
I want so gently to remove your mask
It's hard enough to find water here
In this barrenness of dishonesty and fear
Without you accepting poison in a pretty pill
Your bondages of silk robes and lace
Are the bandages on a bullet punctured corpse
The layers of precious imitation worn
Are the layers of history that suffocates the unborn



Also Berkertex bride......BY Crass

Berkertex bride or Berkertex bribe?
The object unsoiled is packed ready and waiting
For the moment of truth in this spiritual mating
The object unsoiled is packed ready and waiting
To be owned, cherished, to be fucked for the naming
The public are shocked by the state of society
But as for you, you're a breath of purity
Well don't give me your morals, they're filth in my eyes
You can pack them away with the rest of your lies
The painted mask of ugly perfection
the ring on your finger, the sign of protection
Is the rape on page 3, is the soldiers obsession
How well you've been caught to support your oppression
One god. One church. One husband. One wife.
Sordid sequences in brilliant life
Supports and props and punctuation
To our flowing realities and realisations
We're talking with words that have been used before
To describe us as goddesses, mothers and whores
To describe us as women, to describe us as men
To set out the rules of the ludicrous game
And it's played ver carefully, a delicate balance
A masculine/feminine perfect alliance
Does the winner take all? What love in your grasping?
What vision is left and is anyone asking?
What vision is left and is anyone asking?
She's a berkertex bride. Bride. Bribe.


a fucking excelent Punk GROUP if you dont know who they are

i turned her ova
got it from da back

the pussy wuz sorry
so the bitch got slapped

pulled ma dick, out
layed it on her chest

put it in the middle,
then i squeezed her breasts,



2LiveCrew

But in this industry I'm the cause of a lot of envy
So when I'm not put on this list, the shit does <B>NOT</B> offend me
That's why you see me walkin' around like nothin's botherin me
Even though half you people got a fuckin' problem with me
You hate it but you know respect you got to give me

Eminem - 'Till I Collapse

'Every second that goes by
Is one that's gone for good
Are you throwing away
Possible memories to a fevered life
Of "woulds" and "coulds?"
We may have missed our chance and
We may never be young again but fuck
Living a sick day life
Fuck dead beat kids
And fuck your falsehoods
So when are you
Gonna cash in your raincheck?
(And on and on and on...)
I'm not dead yet
Ambitions... sorry, but I have none...
I'm just a confused kid
With the masses telling me
To join tradition...
But I just can't...
I'd rather die than live like you
Do you get it?
I'd rather die than live like you
You don't get it
Fuck your falsehoods.'

Give Up The Ghost - IC You're Feeling Drake

Intro
In these times
Of sexually transmitted diseases
Condom is a necessity

Chorus
Don't forget Brother Rubber
When you rub it in a dub
Rub it in a dub
Rubber rubber dub

Verse
You be a black
You be a white
No matter what
AIDS virus could attack
No babylon talk
No babylon talk
'cause when they talk
Like ready fi attack

Inna America they have this disease
Inna England full a virus
Inna Russia no medication
Inna Africa dem people suffer

Chorus
Don't forget Brother Rubber
When you rub it in a dub
Rub it in a dub
Rubber rubber dub

Verse
You be a black
You be a white
No matter what
This virus could attack
No babylon talk
No babylon talk

'Cause I hear dem say
This disease original
African
O what a lie

Late at night
At the traffic lights
You be a virgin
Over eighteen
This is what I mean
You be a black
You be a white
This is what I say

Chorus
Don't forget Brother Rubber
When you rub it in a dub
Rub it in a dub
Rubber rubber dub

Outro
You be a black
You be a white
No matter what...

Up from a sub 60 feet below
Pop the hatch and we're ready for war
Side stroke back stoke swim to the shore
Hit the beach and we're ready for more

M203 and a claymore mine
These are the tools that make men die
If I should die in a comabt zone
Box me up and ship me home
Pin my medals upon my chest
Tell my mom I did my best
Lower my body 6 feet down
Lower me till I hit the ground
When I hit the bottom you'll hear me say .............

I wanna be a drill instructor
I wanna cut off all me hair.
I wanna wear my smokey bear

Semper Fi

I am an old woman
Named after my mother,
My old man is another
Child that's grown old
If dreams were lightning
And thunder were desire
This old house would have burnt down
A long time ago

Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery,
Make me a poster of an old rodeo
Just give me one thing that I can hold on to,
To believe in this livin' is just a hard way to go

When I was a young girl
I had me a cowboy
He weren't much to look at,
Just a free ramblin' man.
But that was a long time
And no matter how I try,
The years just flow by
Like a broken down dam.

Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery,
Make me a poster of an old rodeo
Just give me one thing that I can hold on to,
To believe in this livin' is just a hard way to go

There's flies in the kitchen
I can hear 'em in there buzzin'
And I ain't done nothin'
Since I woke up today.
How the hell can a person
Go to work in the mornin'
Come home in the evenin'
And have nothin' to say?

You didn't leave a bar of soap when you left me.
You didn't even leave a towel so I could dry my face.
You didn't even leave a plate for me to eat on.
But you left all my empty beercans all over the place.


You didn't leave my precious black and white TV set.
You took the Jimi Hendrix poster that was on my door.
You left with my very best friend - our dog Smokey.
But I found all the unpaid bills on the kitchen floor.


And where in the hell did you go with my toothbrush?
And where in the hell did you happen to spend last night?
You didn't leave a bar of soap when you left me.
And you didn't even tell me they was turning out the lights.


You didn't leave my little five dollar alarm clock.
You didn't even leave a note; I guess it's all been said.
You didn't even leave the cushions for the sofa.
And now that I'm used to the couch, you left the bed.


And where in the hell did you go with my toothbrush?
And where in the hell have you been for the last three days?
You didn't leave a bar of soap when you left me.
And you didn't stick around to see the teardrops on my face.