Greatest song lyrics ever

[gorie]

i got something to say
i killed your baby today
and it doesn't matter much to me, as long as it's dead.
i got something to say
i raped your mother today
and it doesn't matter much to me, as long as she spread.

sweet lovely death, i am waiting for you breath.
come sweet death one last caress.

go

sweet lovely death
i am waiting for your breath
come sweet death, one last caress

well, i got something to say
i killed your baby today
and it doesn't matter much to me as long as its dead

sweet lovely death
i am waiting for you breath
come sweet death, one last caress

one last caress, sweet death
one last caress, sweet death

woah woah woah.



(...actually glen danzig's voice is way too beautiful to find offensive. it's sorta like a lullaby.)

[ClassicBob]

I bless you madly
Sadly as I tie my shoes.
I love you badly
Just in time, at times, I guess.
Because of you I need to rest,
Because it's you that sets the test.
So much has gone and little is new
And as the sparrow sings
Dawn chorus for
Someone else to hear,
The Thinker sits alone growing older
And so bitter.
"I gave Them life,
I gave Them all.
They drained my very soul...dry.
I crushed my heart to ease Their pains
No thought for me remains there.
Nothing can They spare.
What of me?
Who praised Their efforts to be free?
Words of strength and care and sympathy.
I opened doors that would have blocked
Their way.
I braved Their cause to guide, for little pay.
I ravaged at my finance just for Those,
Those whose claims were steeped in
Peace, tranquility.
Those who said a new world, new ways
Ever free.
Those whose promises stretched in hope
And grace for me."
I bless you madly,
Sadly as I tie my shoes.
I love you badly,
Just in time, at times, I guess.
Because of You I need to rest, oh yea,
Because it's You that sets the test.
So much has gone and little is new
And as the sunrise stream
Flickers on me,
My friends talk
Of glory, untold dream, where all is God and
God is just a word.
"We had a friend, a talking man
Who spoke of many powers that he had.
Not of the best of men, but Ours.
We used him.
We let him use his powers.
We let him fill Our needs.
Now We are strong.
And the road is coming to its end.
Now the damned have no time to make
Amends.
No purse of token fortune stands in Our
Way.
The silent guns of love will blast the sky.
We broke the ruptured structure built of
Age.
Our weapons were the tongues of crying
Rage.
Where money stood
We planted seeds of rebirth
And stabbed the backs of fathers,
Sons of dirt.
Infiltrated business cesspools,
Hating through Our sleeves,
Yea, and We slit the Catholic throat
Stoned the poor on slogans such as
'Wish You Could Hear,'
'Love Is All We Need,'
'Kick Out The Jams,'
'Kick Out Your Mother,'
'Cut Up Your Friend,'
'Screw Up Your Brother or He'll Get You In
The End,'
And We Know the Flag of Love is from
Above.
And We Can Force You to Be Free.
And We Can Force You to Believe."
And I close my eyes and tighten up my
Brain,
For I once read a book in which the lovers
Were slain,
For they knew not the words of the Free
States' refrain,
It said:
"I believe in the Power of Good.
I Believe in the State of Love.
I Will Fight For the Right to be Right.
I Will Kill for the Good of the Fight for the
Right to be Right."
And I open my eyes to look around,
And I see a child laid slain on the ground.
As a love machine lumbers through
Desolation rows,
Ploughing down man, woman, listening to
Its command.
But not hearing anymore -
Not hearing anymore,
Just the shrieks from the old rich.
And I Want to Believe
In the madness that calls 'Now',
And I want to Believe
That a light's shining through
Somehow.
And I Want to Believe
And You Want to Believe
And We Want to Believe
And We Want to Live
Oh, We Want to Live
We Want to Live
We Want to Live
We Want to Live
We Want to Live
We Want to Live
I Want to Live
I Want to Live
I Want to Live
I Want to Live
I Want to Live
I Want to Live
Live
Live
Live

[rmarotti]

Oh, I'm sailin' away my own true love,
I'm sailin' away in the morning.
Is there something I can send you from across the sea,
From the place that I'll be landing?

No, there's nothin' you can send me, my own true love,
There's nothin' I wish to be ownin'.
Just carry yourself back to me unspoiled,
From across that lonesome ocean.

Oh, but I just thought you might want something fine
Made of silver or of golden,
Either from the mountains of Madrid
Or from the coast of Barcelona.

Oh, but if I had the stars from the darkest night
And the diamonds from the deepest ocean,
I'd forsake them all for your sweet kiss,
For that's all I'm wishin' to be ownin'.

That I might be gone a long time
And it's only that I'm askin',
Is there something I can send you to remember me by,
To make your time more easy passin'.

Oh, how can, how can you ask me again,
It only brings me sorrow.
The same thing I want from you today,
I would want again tomorrow.

I got a letter on a lonesome day,
It was from her ship a-sailin',
Saying I don't know when I'll be comin' back again,
It depends on how I'm a-feelin'.

Well, if you, my love, must think that-a-way,
I'm sure your mind is roamin'.
I'm sure your heart is not with me,
But with the country to where you're goin'.

So take heed, take heed of the western wind,
Take heed of the stormy weather.
And yes, there's something you can send back to me,
Spanish boots of Spanish leather.

[gorie]

i don't wanna know your name
cause you dont' look the same
the way you did before
ok, you think you got a pretty face
but the rest of you is out of place
you looked all right before

fox on the run
you screamed and everybody comes a-running
take a run and hide yourself away
foxy on the run
f-foxy, fox on the run and hideaway

you - you talk about just every band
but the names you drop are second hand
i've heard it all before
i don't wanna know your name
cause you don't look the same
the way you did before

fox on the run
you screamed and everybody comes a-running
take a run and hide yourself away
foxy on the run
f-foxy, fox on the run and hideaway

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[kerssens]

This thread could easily have been named "gorie's playground"

[touchfaith]

Scotty doesn't know that fiona and me do it in my van every sunday
She tells him she's in church but she doesn't go
Still she's on her knees and scotty doesn't know

Ohhh scotty doesn't know
So don't tell scotty
Scotty doesn't know
Scotty doesn't know
(So don't tell scotty)

Fiona says she's out shopping
But she's under me and i'm not stopping

Cause scotty doesn't know
Scotty doesn't know
Scotty doesn't know
Scotty doesn't know
So don't tell scotty
Scotty doesn't know
(So don't tell scotty)

I can't believe he's so trusting
While i'm right behind you thrusting
Fiona's got him on the phone
Yes she's trying not to moan
It's a threeway call and he knows nothing

Scotty doesn't know
Scotty doesn't know
Scotty doesn't know
Don't tell scotty
Cause scotty doesn't know
Scotty doesn't know
So don't tell scotty
One more show everyone will go
Scotty doesn't know
Scotty doesn't know
Scotty doesn't know

The... parking lot... why not?
It's so cool when your on top
It's full on in the snow
Life is so hard cause scotty doesn't know
Scotty doesn't know

...I did her on his birthday

Scotty doesn't know
Scotty doesn't know
Scotty doesn't know
Don't tell scotty
Scotty doesn't know
Scotty will know
Scotty doesn't know
Scotty's gotta know
Gonna tell scotty
Gonna tell myself
Scotty doesn't know
Scotty doesn't know
Scotty doesn't
Scotty doesn't
Scotty doesn't know

Scotty doesn't know [16x]

Scott's gotta go...



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[gorie]

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This thread could easily have been named "gorie's playground"

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yes ! or gorie's lyric spamming thread. awesome !

Wow Bob Dylan? Who would have thought. That's very pretty.

[BaggyAnt]

Best Lyrics ever

Come around you rovin' gamblers and a story I will tell
About the greatest gambler, you all should know him well.
His name was Will O' Conley and he gambled all his life,
He had twenty-seven children, yet he never had a wife.
And it's ride, Willie, ride,
Roll, Willie, roll,
Wherever you are a-gamblin' now, nobody really knows.

He gambled in the White House and in the railroad yards,
Wherever there was people, there was Willie and his cards.
He had a reputation as the gamblin'est man around,
Wives would keep their husbands home when Willie came to town.
And it's ride, Willie, ride,
Roll, Willie, roll,
Wherever you are a-gamblin' now, nobody really knows.

Sailin' down the Mississippi to a town called New Orleans,
They're still talkin' about their card game on that Jackson River Queen.
"I've come to win some money," Gamblin' Willie says,
When the game finally ended up, the whole damn boat was his.
And it's ride, Willie, ride,
Roll, Willie, roll,
Wherever you are a-gamblin' now, nobody really knows.

Up in the Rocky Mountains in a town called Cripple Creek,
There was an all-night poker game, lasted about a week.
Nine hundred miners had laid their money down,
When Willie finally left the room, he owned the whole damn town.
And it's ride, Willie, ride,
Roll, Willie, roll,
Wherever you are a-gamblin' now, nobody really knows.

But Willie had a heart of gold and this I know is true,
He supported all his children, and all their mothers too.
He wore no rings or fancy things, like other gamblers wore,
He spread his money far and wide, to help the sick and the poor.
And it's ride, Willie, ride,
Roll, Willie, roll,
Wherever you are a-gamblin' now, nobody really knows.

When you played your cards with Willie, you never really knew
Whether he was bluffin' or whether he was true.
He won a fortune from a man who folded in his chair.
The man, he left a diamond flush, Willie didn't even have a pair.
And it's ride, Willie, ride,
Roll, Willie, roll,
Wherever you are a-gamblin' now, nobody really knows.

It was late one evenin' during a poker game,
A man lost all his money, he said Willie was to blame.
He shot poor Willie through the head, which was a tragic fate,
When Willie's cards fell on the floor, they were aces backed with eights.
And it's ride, Willie, ride,
Roll, Willie, roll,
Wherever you are a-gamblin' now, nobody really knows.

So all you rovin' gamblers, wherever you might be,
The moral of this story is very plain to see.
Make your money while you can, before you have to stop,
For when you pull that dead man's hand, your gamblin' days are up.
And it's ride, Willie, ride,
Roll, Willie, roll,
Wherever you are a-gamblin' now, nobody really knows.

[gorie]

wrong, these are best:

too many teardrops
for one heart
to be cryin'
too many teardrops
for one heart
to carry on
you're way on top now
since you left me
you're always laughin'
way down at me
but watch out now
i'm gonna get there
we'll be together
for just a little while
and then i'm gonna put you
way down here
and you'll start cryin'
96 tears
cry
cry
and when the sun comes up
i'll be on top
you'll be right down there
lookin' up
and i might wave
come up here
but i don't see you
wavin' now
i'm way down here
wonderin' how
i'm gonna get you
but i know now
i'll just cry
cry
i'll just cry
too many tear drops
for one heart
to be cryin'
too many teardrops
for one heart
to carry on
you're gonna cry, 96 tears
you're gonna cry, 96 tears
you're gonna cry, cry cry cry now
you're gonna cry, cry cry cry
96 tears
c'mon let me hear you cry now
96 tears (woo!) i wanna hear you cry
night and day, yeah, all night long
uh-96 tears, cry cry cry
c'mon baby, let me hear you cry now
all night long, uh-96 tears, yeah! c'mon now
uh-96 tears!