Califan007 The Constipated Posted May 29, 2012 Share Posted May 29, 2012 Some John Mellencamp (lol...whoops): Rain On The Scarecrow Well there's ninety-seven crosses Planted in the courthouse yard And ninety-seven families Who lost ninety-seven farms I think about my grandpa My neighbors and my name And some nights I feel like dyin' Like that scarecrow in the rain Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the plow This land fed a nation, yeah, this land made me proud And son, I'm just sorry, they're just memories for you now Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the plow Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the plow Jack And Diane Gonna let it rock Let it roll Let the Bible Belt come down And Save My soul Hold on to 16 as long as you can Changes come around real soon Make us women and men Oh yeah life goes on Long after the thrill of livin is gone Oh yeah say life goes on Long after the thrill of livin is gone Pink Houses There's a black man with a black cat Livin' in a black neighborhood He's got an interstate runnin' through his front yard You know he thinks that he's got it so good And there's a woman in the kitchen Cleanin' up evenin' slop And he looks at her and says, "Hey darlin' I can remember when you could stop a clock" Oh, but ain't that America for you and me Ain't that America somethin' to see baby Ain't that America home of the free, yeah Little pink houses for you and me Oh yeah for you and me Well there's a young man in a T-shirt Listenin' to a rock 'n' roll station He's got a greasy hair, greasy smile He says, "Lord this must be my destination" 'Cause they told me when I was younger Said, "Boy you're gonna be President" But just like everything else those old crazy dreams Just kinda came and went Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lombardi's_kid_brother Posted May 29, 2012 Share Posted May 29, 2012 Some John Cougar: /spit take Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Califan007 The Constipated Posted May 29, 2012 Share Posted May 29, 2012 /spit take LKB didn't like my choices. Life seems a little more empty now... EDIT: unless you were ridiculing my calling him "John Cougar" lol :doh: ---------- Post added May-29th-2012 at 02:38 PM ---------- Radio Clash - The Clash This is radio clash from pirate satellite Orbiting your living room' date=' Cashing in the bill of rights Cuban army surplus or refusing all third lights This is radio clash on pirate satellite This sound does not subscribe To the international plan In the psycho shadow of the white right hand Then that see ghettology as an urban Vietnam Giving deadly exhibitions of murder by napalm This is radio clash tearing up the seven veils This is radio clash please save us, not the whales This is radio clash underneath a mushroom cloud This is radio clash You don't need that funeral shroud Forces have been looting My humanity Curfews have been curbing The end of liberty Hands of law have sorted through My identity But now this sound is brave And wants to be free - anyway to be free This is radio clash on pirate satellite This is not free Europe Noh an armed force network This is radio clash using audio ammunition This is radio clash can we get that world to listen? This is radio clash using aural ammunition This is radio clash can we get that world to listen? This is radio clash on pirate satellite Orbiting your living room, Cashing in the bill of rights This is radio clash on pirate satellite This is radio clash everybody hold on tight A-riggy diggy dig dang dang! Go back to urban 'nam! [/i'] ---------- Post added May-29th-2012 at 02:50 PM ---------- Operator - Jim Croce Operator Well could you help me place this call? See, the number on the matchbook is old and faded She's living in L.A. With my best old ex-friend Ray A guy she said she knew well and sometimes hated Isn't that the way they say it goes? Well, let's forget all that And give me the number if you can find it So I can call just to tell 'em I'm fine And to show I've overcome the blow I've learned to take it well I only wish my words could just convince myself That it just wasn't real But that's not the way it feels. ---------- Post added May-29th-2012 at 02:53 PM ---------- You're So Vain - Carly Simon You walked into the party Like you were walking onto a yacht Your hat strategically dipped below one eye Your scarf it was apricot You had one eye in the mirror As you watched yourself gavotte And all the girls dreamed that they'd be your partner They'd be your partner, and You're so vain You probably think this song is about you You're so vain I'll bet you think this song is about you Don't you? Don't you? ---------- Post added May-29th-2012 at 03:05 PM ---------- Dirty Creature - Split Enz (about the songwriter's battle with panic attacks and depression he was going through at the time) Dirty Creature come my way from the bottom of a big black lake Shuffles up to my window making sure I'm awake S'probably gonna pick my brain Got me in a vice-like grip He said "One slip, your dead" Dirty Creature of habit Little horror here to stay Anyone in his right mind would tell it to go away but the river of dread runs deep full of unspeakable things The creature don't mess around I don't wanna mess with him I don't wanna sail, I don't wanna sail I don't wanna, I don't wanna sail tonight Dirty Creature's got me at a disadvantage from the inside Tentacles on the brain keep me from falling asleep I'm rooted to the spot The beast don't know when to stop Sneaking up from behind Binds and gags my wits Dirty Creature got my head exactly where he wants it I don't wanna sail, I don't wanna sail, I don't wanna, I don't wanna sail tonight, Taniwha is waiting for me just below the surface so bright Even as we speak the Dirty Creature springs a nasty surprise Dirty Creature knows my type Found it in a magazine He's seen the look of fear before splattered all over the screen The animal magnet thug draws me out of myself I need a dragon-slayer who can save me from myself I don't want to sail, I don't want to sail, I don't want to set sail for the middle of nowhere tonight Dirty Creature's got me at a disadvantage from the inside I don't want to sail upon the waters of invention tonight Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lombardi's_kid_brother Posted May 29, 2012 Share Posted May 29, 2012 I always thought the brilliance of The Clash lay in how ****ing stupid some of their lyrics are. Black people gotta lot a problems But they don't mind throwing a brick White people go to school Where they teach you how to be thick An' everybody's doing Just what they're told to An' nobody wants To go to jail! And, of course: He's in love with rock'n'roll woaahh He's in love with gettin' stoned woaahh He's in love with Janie Jones woaahh But he don't like his boring job, no Those are literally two of the greatest songs written in the English language. And they would fail you in fourth grade if you wrote that as poetry. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
HogNose Posted May 29, 2012 Share Posted May 29, 2012 The Byrds- Eight Miles High Eight miles high and when you touch down You'll find that it's stranger than known Signs in the street that say where you're going Are somewhere just being their own Nowhere is there warmth to be found Among those afraid of losing their ground Rain gray town known for it's sound In places small faces unbound Round the squares huddled in storms Some laughing some just shapeless forms Sidewalk scenes and black limousines Some living, some standing alone Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
authentic Posted May 29, 2012 Share Posted May 29, 2012 Asheru-RevolutionIt's been a long time comin'Had a long rhyme runnin' through my head...All mornin' since the early crack of dawn an'Seein' omens as a warnin'Stickin' out like an awnin'In places they don't belongMy premonition is...Strong, this **** don't feel rightWhen bammers know betterBut do the oppositeThey claimin' they go-gettersBut what does profit get butMo' money, mo' problemsWe break bread as if we have pocketsWith no bottomsCan't be further from the truthLike words spit in the boothMixed down, packaged and shippedThen marketed to the youthBut the real disconnectIs when **** goes uncheckedWords become actsAnd kids lack respectSociety points the fingerArtists collect the checkAny attempts to balance things outWe rejectWe celebrate deathLike we know the end is nearI can't tell if it's fearOr if we truly don't careBut me I'm for the livingLive the art that I'm givin'Give my heart, that's a givenDo my part cause I'm drivenFrom the start I been hittin'With anti-nonsenseAnd critics be so quickTo label it consciousOK, you got me,Even though it's not meCompletely, I see youWant to box me neatlyTreat me as if what I'm sayin' ain't really real Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Sisko Posted May 29, 2012 Share Posted May 29, 2012 Almost everything by Bob Seger. And somewhere, Predicto's head just popped off. :evilg: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TradeTheBeal! Posted May 29, 2012 Share Posted May 29, 2012 Some John Mellencamp (lol...whoops):Jack And Diane suckin' on chili dogs! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Califan007 The Constipated Posted May 30, 2012 Share Posted May 30, 2012 Rock Lobster - B52's We were at the beach Everybody had matching towels Somebody went under a dock And there they saw a rock It wasn't a rock It was a rock lobster Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
wysknz1 Posted May 30, 2012 Share Posted May 30, 2012 pretty much anything by Townes Van Zandt. But I've always been partial to this one. The wicked king of clubs awoke it was to his queen turned his lips were laughing as they spoke his eyes like bullets burned the sun's upon a gambling day his queen smiled low and blissfully let's make some wretched fool to pay plain it was she did agree He send his deuce down into diamond his four to hart, and his trey to spade three kings with their legions come preparations soon where made they voted club the days commander gave him an army face and number all but the outlaw jack of diamonds and the aces in the sky He give his sevens first instructions spirit me a game of stud stakes unscarred by limitation 'tween a man named Gold and man named Mud Club filled Gold with greedy vapors 'til his long, green eyes did glow Mud was left with the sighs and trembles watching his hard earned money go Flushes fell on Gold like water tens they paired and paired again but the aces only flew through heaven and the diamond jack called no man friend The diamond queen saw Muds ordeal began to think of her long lost son fell to her knees with a mother's mercy prayed to the angels every one The diamond queen, she prayed and prayed and the diamond angel filled Muds hole the wicked king of clubs himself fell in face down in front of Gold now three kings come to Clubs command but the angels from the sky did ride three kings up on the streets of Gold three fireballs on the muddy side The club queen heard her husband's call but Lord that queen of diamond's joy when the outlaw in the heavenly hall turned out to be a wandering boy Now Mud he checked and Gold bet all and Mud he raised and Gold did call and the smile just melted off his face when Mud turned over that diamond ace Now here's what this story's told if you feel like Mud you'll end up Gold if you feel like lost, you'll end up found so amigo, lay them raises down Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Califan007 The Constipated Posted May 30, 2012 Share Posted May 30, 2012 Sometimes - Bilal Sometimes, I wish I wasn't me Sometimes, I wish I was drug free Sometimes, wish I saw the exit sign first Sometimes, wish I knew the truth without search Sometimes, I wish I could go where I never been See what I never saw Do what I never did Or walk before I could crawl Sometimes, I wish my eyes wasn't so red Sometimes, I wish I had breakfast in bed Sometimes, I mean it's worth it Since I did all the work last night Sometimes, you ain't good to me, yes I am good to you And you don't see my attention the way that I do Sometimes, hey slim, you should be nicer than you are Sometimes, you take that complaining **** way too far I mean, I thought it was cute in the beginning but now I think you only do it 'cause you know I hate it Sometimes, you got me wishing I didn't have home training Sometimes, then it wouldn't hurt me so bad With dreams of knocking you in your head Then it wouldn't hurt me so bad With our kitchen knife put up your *** Sometimes, wish I knew life with no pain, yeah Wish I held the keys to this game Sometimes, I pretend 'cause I'm afraid to be, afriad to be Sometimes, I hope I live to see twenty five Sometimes, I wish I could be like Moses Round up my people, move out the ghetto And live a better life Sometimes, I wish I didn't try so hard Sometimes, who knows truth any way They don't know nothing, who needs that approval The sun in your hands player Move at your own pace, listen to your own mind Do your own thing, yeah yeah I'm saying it because I love ya And I want to grow with you, yeah yeah But you want to run in the other direction So I got to stay on my path until I win I win, I win, I win I want to win, I want to win, I want to win, I want to win Oh sometimes, sing it with me I wish (I wish in love) And I wish, oh I wish (I wish in peace) Oh sometimes (I wish in hope) I wish hope (I wish true) I wish true (I wish clearly) Hey I wish so clearly sometimes (Wish with no fear) I wish with no fear (I have no fear) I have no fear (Have no doubt) I have no doubt (I don't doubt) I don't doubt (Have no doubt) No, I don't doubt (Have no doubt, I wish love) I wish love, hey hey ---------- Post added May-29th-2012 at 05:32 PM ---------- Sally - Bilal Sally scanned me right out the condo How quick, How quick the mind goes Game meets game that's how the life goes Stripped the boy out of his house coat High High up in the sky Cold as ice Tell no lies Sally Knew she had a plan on the first day that I met her Never should have ****ed wit me It got twisted up when she told me that she loved me Damn, should have known Had joint accounts but she did my banking for me Sally wasn't nothin' but I treated her like somethin' Low down dirty and I never saw it coming Sally scanned me right out the condo How quick, How quick the mind goes Game meets game that's how the life goes Stripped the boy out of his house coat High High up in the sky Cold as ice Tell no lies Sally Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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Dont Taze Me Bro Posted May 30, 2012 Share Posted May 30, 2012 Rush, "TheTrees". Good one. Considering its not about trees at all My wife hates Rush, I love them. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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