Your favourite song lyrics

[Gubb]

So you been to school
For a year or two
And you know you've seen it all
In daddy's car
Thinkin' you'll go far
Back east your type don't crawl

Play ethnicky jazz
To parade your snazz
On your five grand stereo
Braggin' that you know
How the niggers feel cold
And the slums got so much soul

It's time to taste what you most fear
Right Guard will not help you here
Brace yourself, my dear:

It's a holiday in Cambodia
It's tough, kid, but it's life
It's a holiday in Cambodia
Don't forget to pack a wife

You're a star-belly sneech
You suck like a leach
You want everyone to act like you
Kiss ass while you bitch
So you can get rich
But your boss gets richer off you

Well you'll work harder
With a gun in your back
For a bowl of rice a day
Slave for soldiers
Till you starve
Then your head is skewered on a stake

Now you can go where people are one
Now you can go where they get things done
What you need, my son:.

Is a holiday in Cambodia
Where people dress in black
A holiday in Cambodia
Where you'll kiss ass or crack

Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, [etc]

And it's a holiday in Cambodia
Where you'll do what you're told
A holiday in Cambodia
Where the slums got so much soul

[pzkpfw]

From Fear of a Black Planet, by Public Enemy (I have this, it's great.)

555 is a joke

Hit me
Going going gone
Now I dialed 555 a long time ago
Don't you see how late they're reactin'
They only come and they come when they wanna
...

[turtleman]

Since we're all listening to that album....


Sleeping very soundly on a Saturday morning
I was dreaming I was Al Capone
Rumors going round, gotta clear out of town
Smellin' like a dry fishbone
Here come the law, gonna break down the door
Carry me away once more
Never, never, never want it anymore
Gotta get away from this stone cold floor
Crazy, stone cold crazy, you know
......
.

Yet another remake by Metallica...

Original courtesy of Freddie Mercury (Wreckage, Queen)

[MaxB]

Yet another remake by Metallica...

Original courtesy of Freddie Mercury (Wreckage, Queen)

The official cover credits Mercury, May, Taylor, Deacon in that order. It was said to be the first Queen song credited to all 4 band members.

[fireball]

Don't remember where I was
I realized life was a game
More seriously I took things
The harder the rules became
I had no idea what it'd cost
My life passed before my eyes
I found out how little I accomplished
All my plans denied

So as you read this know my friends
I'd love to stay with you all
Please smile when you think of me
My body's gone that's all

A tout le monde (To all the world)
A tout mes amis (To all my friends)
Je vous aime (I love you)
Je dois partir (I have to leave)
These are the last words
I'll ever speak
And they'll set me free

If my heart was still alive
I know it would surely break
And my memories left with you
There's nothing more to say

Moving on is a simple thing
What it leaves behind is hard
You know the sleeping feel no more pain
And living, all are scarred

[turtleman]

The official cover credits Mercury, May, Taylor, Deacon in that order. It was said to be the first Queen song credited to all 4 band members.

Yep - correct. However was originally performed by Mercury in his band, Wreckage, in his pre Queen days.

"It was the first song Queen performed live in 1972, but the song underwent many changes musically and lyrically before getting recorded, and, therefore, the band credited the song to the entire band" - Wikipedia

[MaxB]

Sorry to tell you mate but this song is not by Metallica, it is by Thin Lizzy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Tis an old Irish folk song from the 1700s. A version of it was taken to America by Irsih immigrants. Check out the Clancy Brothers version of the song. The Metallica (and U2 and Pulp and etc,etc,etc) version was lifted from Lizzy's 70s classic version.

[kiwifruit]

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Inner city life.
Inner city pressure.
The concrete world is starting to get ya.
The city is alive, the city is expanding.
Living in the city can be demanding.
You pawned everything, everything you owned.
Your tooth brush jar and a camera phone.
You don't know where you're going.
You cross the street, you don't know why you did.
You walk back across the street.
Standing in the sitting room.
Totally stint. And your favorite jersey is covered in lint.
You want to sit down but you sold your chair.
So you just stand there. You just stand there...
(YOU JUST STAND THERE!)

Inner. Inner city. Inner city pressure.

Counting coins on the counter of the 7/11.
From a quarter past six til a quarter to seven.
The manager, Bevin, starts to abuse me.
Hey man, I just want some musely.
Neon signs, hidden messages.
Questions, answers, fetishes.
You know you're not in high finance.
Considering second hand underpants.
Check your mind, how'd it get so bad?
What happened to those other underpants you had?
Look in your pockets, haven't found a cent yet.
Tenants on your balls, "have you payed your rent yet?"

Inner. Inner city. Inner city pressure.
Inner. Inner city. Inner city pressure.

So you think maybe you'll be a prostitute.
Just to pay for your lessons, you're learning the flute.
Ladies wouldn't pay you very much for this.
Looks like you'll never be a concert flutist.

You don't measure up to the expectation.
When you're unemployed, there's no vacation.
No one cares, no one sympathizes.
You just stay home and play synthesizers.

Inner. Inner city. Inner city pressure.
Inner. Inner city. Inner city pressure.



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Hey there Bret, I see you looking down.
Don't want to see my little buddy there with a frown.
Just because I get more women than you, well that's only because they don't know you like I do.
Sure, you're weedy and kind of shy.
But some girlie out there must be needy for a weedy, shy guy.
They want you as the needle when they're rolling in the hay.
Just hear me out when I say...

Bret, you got it going on.
The ladies will get to know your sexuality when they get to know your personality.
I said, Bret, you got it going on.
Not in a gay way, just in a "hey mate, I wanted to say that you're looking okay, mate."
Why can't a heterosexual guy,
Tell a heterosexual guy that he thinks his booty is fly.
Not all the time, obviously, just when he's got a problem with his self esteem.
Don't let anybody tell you you're not humpable.
Because you're bumpable.
Well, I hope this doesn't make you feel uncomfortable.
If I say you've got a boom ow-ow.
Come on Bret, help me out now.

Bret, you got it going on.
(You got it going on!)
That's the conclusion that I've come to.
But that doesn't mean that I want to bum you.
Bret, you got it going on.
(Got it going on...)
No doubt about it, we'd be gettin crazy.
If one of us was lucky enough to be born a lady.

If one of us was a lady, and I was your man, if I was your man.
Well, sometimes it gets lonely, and I need a woman.
And then I imagine you with some bosoms.
In fact, one time when we were touring and I was really lonely.
And we were sharing that twin room in the hotel.
I put a wig on you, when you were sleeping, I put a wig on you.
Oh, ohhh, oooooh, oh, and I just laid there and spooned you.

Bret, you got it going on.

[Sully60]

Here's another favourite of mine, I love the way these guys convey their "message".


My cock is much bigger than yours,
My cock can walk right through the door
With a feeling so pure..
It's got you screaming back for more.

Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking
CIGARO CIGARO CIGAR
Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking
CIGARO CIGARO CIGAR

My shit stinks much better than yours,
My shit stinks right down through the floor.
With a feeling so pure,
It's got you coming back for more.

Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking
CIGARO CIGARO CIGAR
Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking
CIGARO CIGARO CIGAR
Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking
CIGARO CIGARO CIGAR
Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking
CIGARO CIGARO CIGAR

Can't you see that I love my cock?
Can't you see that you love my cock?
Can't you see that we love my cock?

We're the regulators that de-regulate
We're the animators that de-animate
We're the propagators of all genocide
Burning through the world's resources, then we turn and hide

Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking
CIGARO CIGARO CIGAR
Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking
CIGARO CIGARO CIGAR

We're the regulators that de-regulate
We're the animators that de-animate

Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking
CIGARO CIGARO CIGAR
Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking
CIGARO CIGARO CIGAR

My cock is much bigger than yours,
My cock can walk right through the door
With a feeling so pure..
It's got you screaming back for more!

[crazefox]

As the title says ...
post some of your favourite song lyrics

heres a few of mine to kick it off


Tool - Vicarious

"The universe is hostile, so impersonal
Devour to survive... so it is, so it's always been
We all feed on tragedy
Like blood to a vampire
Vicariously I live while the whole world dies
Much better you than I"


Green Day - Jesus of Suburbia

"I'm the son of rage and love
The Jesus of Suburbia
From the bible of "none of the above"
On a steady diet of soda-pop and Ritalin
No one ever died for my sins in hell
As far as I can tell
At least the ones I got away with"

and of course the one in my sig

Metallica so f***ing what.Wont post the words though

[Trudes]

Metallica so f***ing what.Wont post the words though

Ohhhh, I braver than you.....

Possibly been posted before, but it always cracks me up, probably because it's what I often want to say to blow hards!!:

So fucking what!

Well, I've been to Hastings and I've been to Brighton
I've been to Eastbourne too
So what, so what
And I've been here, I've been there
I've been every fucking where
So what, so what
So what, so what, you boring little cunt

Well, who cares, who cares what you do
Yeah, who cares, who cares about you, you, you, you, you

Well, I've fucked the queen, I've fucked Bach
I've even sucked an old man's cock
So what, so what
And I've fucked a sheep, I've fucked a goat
I rammed my cock right down its throat
So what, so what
So what, so what, you boring little fuck

Well, who cares, who cares what you do
And, who cares, who cares about you, you, you, you, you

And I've drunk that, I've drunk this
I've spewed up on a pint of piss
So what, so what
I've had skag, I've had speed
I've jacked up until I bleed
So what, so what
So what, so what, you boring little cunt

Well, who cares, who cares what you do
Yeah, who cares, who cares about you, you, you, you, you, you

A-hahaha!

Yeah!

I've had crabs, I've had lice
I've had the clap and that ain't nice
So what, so what
I've fucked this, I've fucked that
I've even fucked a school girl's twat
So what, so what
So what, so what, you boring little fuck

Well, who cares, who cares what you do
And, who cares, who cares about you, you, you, you, you, you

So fucking what!
Yeah

[crazefox]

Ohhhh, I braver than you.....

bling sent lol

[Waylander]

Yet another remake by Metallica...

Original courtesy of Freddie Mercury (Wreckage, Queen)

Yea but the Queen version sounds gay.
Probably something to do with Mercury.

[Waylander]

Sorry to tell you mate but this song is not by Metallica, it is by Thin Lizzy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Have you not seen this?
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[MisterD]

Tis an old Irish folk song from the 1700s. A version of it was taken to America by Irsih immigrants. Check out the Clancy Brothers version of the song. The Metallica (and U2 and Pulp and etc,etc,etc) version was lifted from Lizzy's 70s classic version.

Personally, I like the lyrics of the Dubliners version best - significantly different from the TL version.