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    Quote Originally Posted by crazefox View Post
    Metallica so f***ing what.Wont post the words though
    You mean Anti-Nowhere League?
    "It would be spiteful, to put jellyfish in a trifle."
    \m/ o.o \m/

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    Quote Originally Posted by Waylander View Post
    Have you not seen this?
    [YOUTUBE]pp1AIYmn-rY[/YOUTUBE]

    The Metallica biography "Justice for all: The truth about Metallica" written by Joel McIver, reads
    Much better is Matallica's take on Thin Lizzy's 'Whiskey In The Jar' - or to be exact, Lizzy's arrangement of the traditional Irish folk tune
    Fucken brillant song though
    While you sit there liking things just cos' everyone else does, I'll be standing up here keeping it real.

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    Closing Time, Leonard Cohen ~

    Ah we're drinking and we're dancing
    and the band is really happening
    and the Johnny Walker wisdom running high
    And my very sweet companion
    she's the Angel of Compassion
    she's rubbing half the world against her thigh
    And every drinker every dancer
    lifts a happy face to thank her
    the fiddler fiddles something so sublime
    all the women tear their blouses off
    and the men they dance on the polka-dots
    and it's partner found, it's partner lost
    and it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops:
    it's CLOSING TIME

    Yeah the women tear their blouses off
    and the men they dance on the polka-dots
    and it's partner found, it's partner lost
    and it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops:
    it's CLOSING TIME

    Ah we're lonely, we're romantic
    and the cider's laced with acid
    and the Holy Spirit's crying, "Where's the beef?"
    And the moon is swimming naked
    and the summer night is fragrant
    with a mighty expectation of relief
    So we struggle and we stagger
    down the snakes and up the ladder
    to the tower where the blessed hours chime
    and I swear it happened just like this:
    a sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss
    the Gates of Love they budged an inch
    I can't say much has happened since
    but CLOSING TIME

    I swear it happened just like this:
    a sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss
    the Gates of Love they budged an inch
    I can't say much has happened since
    CLOSING TIME

    I loved you for your beauty
    but that doesn't make a fool of me:
    you were in it for your beauty too
    and I loved you for your body
    there's a voice that sounds like God to me
    declaring, declaring, declaring that your body's really you
    And I loved you when our love was blessed
    and I love you now there's nothing left
    but sorrow and a sense of overtime
    and I missed you since the place got wrecked
    And I just don't care what happens next
    looks like freedom but it feels like death
    it's something in between, I guess
    it's CLOSING TIME

    Yeah I missed you since the place got wrecked
    By the winds of change and the weeds of sex
    looks like freedom but it feels like death
    it's something in between, I guess
    it's CLOSING TIME

    Yeah we're drinking and we're dancing
    but there's nothing really happening
    and the place is dead as Heaven on a Saturday night
    And my very close companion
    gets me fumbling gets me laughing
    she's a hundred but she's wearing
    something tight
    and I lift my glass to the Awful Truth
    which you can't reveal to the Ears of Youth
    except to say it isn't worth a dime
    And the whole damn place goes crazy twice
    and it's once for the devil and once for Christ
    but the Boss don't like these dizzy heights
    we're busted in the blinding lights,
    busted in the blinding lights
    of CLOSING TIME

    The whole damn place goes crazy twice
    and it's once for the devil and once for Christ
    but the Boss don't like these dizzy heights
    we're busted in the blinding lights,
    busted in the blinding lights
    of CLOSING TIME

    Oh the women tear their blouses off
    and the men they dance on the polka-dots
    It's CLOSING TIME
    And it's partner found, it's partner lost
    and it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops
    It's CLOSING TIME
    I swear it happened just like this:
    a sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss
    It's CLOSING TIME
    The Gates of Love they budged an inch
    I can't say much has happened since
    But CLOSING TIME
    I loved you when our love was blessed
    I love you now there's nothing left
    But CLOSING TIME
    I miss you since the place got wrecked
    By the winds of change and the weeds of sex.
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    You've got a fucken catheter in your brain
    Pissing your common sense away

    Slayer
    Payback
    While you sit there liking things just cos' everyone else does, I'll be standing up here keeping it real.

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    Sober

    I searched before posting this and I cannot believe it didn't come up!

    Theres a shadow just behind me. shrouding every step I take.
    Making every promise empty. pointing every finger at me.
    Waiting like a stalking butler, who upon the finger rests.
    Murder now the path of must we, just because the son has come.

    Jesus, wont you fucking whistle. something but the past and done.

    Why cant we not be sober? I just want to start this over.
    Why cant we drink forever? I just want to start this over.

    I am just a worthless liar. I am just an imbecile.
    I will only complicate you. trust in me and fall as well.
    I will find a center in you. I will chew it up and leave.
    I will work to elevate you, just enough to bring you down.

    Mother mary, wont you whisper. something but the past is done.

    Why cant we not be sober? I just want to start this over.
    Why cant we sleep forever? I just want to start this over.

    I am just a worthless liar. I am just an imbecile.
    I will only complicate you. trust in me and fall as well.
    I will find a center in you. I will chew it up and leave.
    Trust me. trust me. trust me. trust me. trust me.

    Why cant we not be sober. I just want to start things over.
    Why cant we sleep forever. I just want to start this over.

    I want what I want...
    I want what I want...
    I want what I want...
    I want what I want...


    And Hooker with a penis:

    I met a boy wearing vans, 501s, and a
    Dope beastie t, nipple rings, and
    New tattoos that claimed that he
    Was ogt,
    From 92,
    The first ep.

    And in between
    Sips of coke
    He told me that
    He thought
    We were sellin out,
    Layin down,
    Suckin up
    To the man.

    Well now Ive got some
    A-dvice for you, little buddy.
    Before you point the finger
    You should know that
    Im the man,

    And if Im the man,
    Then youre the man, and
    Hes the man as well so you can
    Point that fuckin finger up your ass.

    All you know about me is what Ive sold you,
    Dumb fuck.
    I sold out long before you ever heard my name.

    I sold my soul to make a record,
    Dip shit,
    And you bought one.

    So Ive got some
    Advice for you, little buddy.
    Before you point your finger
    You should know that
    Im the man,
    If Im the fuckin man
    Then youre the fuckin man as well
    So you can
    Point that fuckin finger up your ass.

    All you know about me is what Ive sold you,
    Dumb fuck.
    I sold out long before you ever heard my name.

    I sold my soul to make a record,
    Dip shit,
    And you bought one.

    All you read and
    Wear or see and
    Hear on tv
    Is a product
    Begging for your
    Fatass dirty
    Dollar

    So...shut up and

    Buy my new record
    Send more money
    Fuck you, buddy.

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    Only Maynard can shed light on the true meaning of these Lyric's
    Pretty deep stuff by the sounds of it.

    Prison sex.

    It took so long to remember just what happened.
    I was so young and vestal then,
    you know it hurt me,
    but I'm breathing so I guess I'm still alive
    even if signs seem to tell me otherwise.
    I've got my hands bound,
    my head down, my eyes closed,
    and my throat wide open.

    Do unto others, what has been done to me,
    Do unto others, what has been done to you?

    I'm treading water,
    I need to sleep a while.
    My lamb and martyr, you look so precious.
    Won't you come on up closer,
    close enough so I can smell you.
    I need you to feel this,
    I can't stand to burn too long.
    Release in sodomy.
    Oh, for one sweet moment I am whole.

    Do unto you now, what has been done to me,
    Do unto you now, what has been done?

    You're breathing so I guess you're still alive
    even if signs seem to tell me otherwise.
    Won't you come on a bit closer,
    close enough so I can smell you.
    I need you to feel this.
    I need this to make me whole.
    Release in sodomy.
    For I am your witness and
    blood and flesh can be trusted.(X2)
    And only this one holy medium brings me peace of mind.

    Got your hands bound, your head down,
    your eyes closed.
    You look so precious now.

    ( Show me something
    Thought I could make it end
    Thought I could wash the stains away
    Thought I could break the circle if I
    Slipped right into your skin
    So sweet was your surrender
    We have become one
    I have become my terror
    And you my precious lamb and martyr.) *

    I have found some kind of temporary sanity in this
    shit, blood, and cum on my hands.

    I've...come...round...full circle.
    My lamb and martyr, this will be over, soon.
    You look so precious.(X4)
    You look so precious, now,
    You look so precious...

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    not sure how well this will go down here but oh well... love this song

    me sent a letter to the residence of the presidents
    with a stamp on the front saying very urgent
    the message inside went something like
    legalise it ! sensimelia

    sensimelia is a herb that grows naturally
    just like any other plant or tree
    natural as the birds, naturals as the bees
    & just like them sensi yearns to be free

    to be grown in the ways natures please
    in the city in the town & in the country
    in the hills & in the valley
    sensi should be there for every one to see

    me sent a letter to the residence of the presidents
    with a stamp on the front saying very urgent
    the message inside went something like
    legalise it ! sensimelia

    to call sensi a drug is just absurd
    it should be known as a natural herb
    so many disease sensi has cured
    thats why doctors use it all round the world

    for glaucoma, and fever
    rheumatism arthritis and asthma
    insomnia, emphysema, and to block epileptic seizures
    to alleviatte pain & nausea
    associated with the aids and cancer
    some say it is the best stress reliever
    lord knows im a believer!

    ohh give me the ganja cookie & the herbal tea
    sensimelia is IRIE !
    i dont care what no government say
    sensimelia is OK
    ohh give me the ganja cookie & the herbal tea
    sensimelia is IRIE !
    i dont care what no government say
    sensimelia is OK

    we want legaliazation, decriminalization & emancipation
    for all those sentenced to incarceration for participation
    for the healing of the nation
    it sjust another case of political insanity
    abusing the rights of humanity
    we should all plant a seed of the sweet that we need
    to avoid an ecological calamity

    we can use it for paper to save some trees
    use it for fuel, to save some seas
    use it for medicine to help fight disease
    & use it for food when we hungry

    ohh give me the ganja cookie & the herbal tea
    sensimelia is IRIE !
    i dont care what no government say
    sensimelia is OK!
    ohh give me the ganja cookie & the herbal tea
    sensimelia is IRIE !
    i dont care what no government say
    sensimelia is OK

    me sent a letter to the residence of the presidents
    with a stamp on the front saying very urgent
    the message inside went something like
    legalise it ! sensimelia!!

    oh from downing street to DC, time to paint the white house green!
    you know what i mean !

    Pato Banton - legalise it

    might not be ebveryones cup of tea, but at least its not emo like half the songs going up here

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    One of my favorite songs (I just love the electric violin intro) amd the lyrics speak quite well to the biker mindset, I think:

    We follow the taillights out of the city
    Moving in a river of red
    As the colours fade away from the dusky sunset
    We roll for the darkness ahead

    We are old, we are young, we are in this together
    Vagabonds and children, prisoners forever
    With pulses a-raging and eyes full of wonder
    Kicking out behind us again

    Night-time City Beat the radio is calling
    The lost and lonely in vain
    Out here we are running for the wide open spaces
    The road-smell after the rain

    We are old, we are young, we are in this together
    Vagabonds and children, prisoners forever
    With pulses a-raging and eyes full of wonder
    Kicking out behind us again

    And watching as a boy alone at the quayside
    The ships loading cargo in the night
    Their names all calling to faraway places
    The years go past, the miles go by
    And still this childhood romance will not die

    NMA Vagabonds.

    Oh man, I need to get some new clogs....
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    Only a homo puts an engine back together WITHOUT making it go faster.

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    Can't be fagged reading previous post but this one is brill.
    Sung by Billy Connelly, i don't think anyone could do this better.
    The Evil Scotsman is a take off of Alana Morisette's song

    If your looking for trouble,
    Your in the right place,
    Don't look at me like that, or i'll headbutt your face
    i'm a mean motherfucker,
    i was born that way,
    and just because i wear a skirt don't think i'm fuckin' gay.

    Cause i'm an evil scotsman,
    and Jimmy is my name,
    i'm a sheep shagger from Aberdeen,
    and causing pain is my game.

    Now if your a woman,
    married or not,
    al take all your kit off and i'll dive in your mot,
    i'll take your legs and spread them wide,
    and then i'll put a wet suit on and shag you from inside,

    i'm an evil scotsman,
    and My name is Jock
    and the girls are all gaggin' for a portion of my 10" cock,

    Yes i'm an evil Scotsman
    and my name is Jock

    i've got one hand in my pocket
    and i'm playing with my 10" cock
    "I want to thank you lord, so far this day. With your help i haven't been impatient, lost my temper, been grumpy, judgemental, or envious of anyone. But i will be going out in a minute and i think i will really need your help to start my bike. Amen."

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    Marilon Manson Beutiful people

    I dont want you and I dont need you
    Dont bother to resist, Ill beat you
    Its not your fault that youre always wrong
    The weak ones are there to justify the strong
    The beautiful people, the beautiful people
    Its all relative to the size of your steeple
    You cant see the forest for the trees
    You cant smell
    Your own shit on your knees
    Hey you, what do you see?
    Something beautiful, something free?
    Hey you, are you trying to be mean?
    If you live with apes, man, its hard to be clean
    Theres no time to discriminate,
    Hate every motherfucker
    Thats in your way
    The worms will live in every host
    Its hard to pick which one they eat most
    The horrible people, the horrible people
    Its as anatomic as the size of your steeple
    Capitalism has made it this way,
    Old-fashioned fascism
    Will take it away


    Red Jump Suit Apparatus Face Down

    Hey girl you know you drive me crazy
    One look puts the rhythm in my hand.
    Still I'll never understand why you hang around
    I see what's going down.

    Cover up with make up in the mirror
    Tell yourself it's never gonna happen again
    You cry alone and then he swears he loves you.

    Do you feel like a man
    When you push her around?
    Do you feel better now as she falls to the ground?
    Well I'll tell you my friend, one day this world's going to end
    As your lies crumble down, a new life she has found.

    A pebble in the water makes a ripple effect
    Every action in this world will bear a consequence
    If you wade around forever you will surely drown
    I see what's going down.

    I see the way you go and say your right again,
    Say your right again
    Heed my lecture


    Do you feel like a man
    When you push her around?
    Do you feel better now as she falls to the ground?
    Well I'll tell you my friend, one day this world's going to end
    As your lies crumble down a new life she has found.

    Face down in the dirt she says, this doesn't hurt she says I finally had enough..
    Face down in the dirt she says, this doesn't hurt she says I finally had enough..

    One day she will tell you that she has had enough
    Its coming round again.

    Do you feel like a man, when you push her around?
    Do you feel better now as she falls to the ground?
    Well I'll tell you my friend, one day this world's going to end
    As your lies crumble down, a new life she has.

    Do you feel like a man, when you push her around?
    Do you feel better now as she falls to the ground?
    Well I'll tell you my friend, one day this world's going to end
    As your lies crumble down, a new life she has found.

    Face down in the dirt she says, this doesn't hurt she says I finally had enough..


    Red Jump Suit Apparatus Your Gaurdian Angel

    When I see your smile
    Tears run down my face I can't replace
    And now that I'm stronger I've figured out
    How this world turns cold and breaks through my soul
    And I know I'll find deep inside me I can be the one

    I will never let you fall
    I'll stand up with you forever
    I'll be there for you through it all
    Even if saving you sends me to heaven

    It's ok. It's ok. It's ok.
    Seasons are changing
    And waves are crashing
    And stars are falling all for us
    Days grow longer and nights grow shorter
    I can show you I'll be the one

    I will never let you fall
    I'll stand up with you forever
    I'll be there for you through it all
    Even if saving you sends me to heaven

    Cuz you're my, you're my, my true love, my whole heart
    Please don't throw that away
    Cuz I'm here for you
    Please don't walk away,
    Please tell me you'll stay, stay

    Use me as you will
    Pull my strings just for a thrill
    And I know I'll be ok
    Though my skies are turning gray

    I will never let you fall
    I'll stand up with you forever
    I'll be there for you through it all
    Even if saving you sends me to heaven
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    In my time of dying

    In my time of dying, want nobody to mourn
    All I want for you to do is take my body home

    Well, well, well, so I can die easy (X2)

    Jesus, gonna make up my dyin' bed.
    Meet me, Jesus, meet me. Meet me in the middle of the air
    If my wings should fail me, Lord. Please meet me with another pair

    Well, well, well, so I can die easy (X2)

    Jesus, gonna make up.. somebody, somebody...
    Jesus gonna make up... Jesus gonna make you my dyin' bed

    Oh, Saint Peter, at the gates of heaven... Won't you let me in
    I never did no harm. I never did no wrong

    Oh, Gabriel, let me blow your horn. Let me blow your horn
    Oh, I never did, did no harm.

    I've only been this young once. I never thought I'd do anybody no wrong
    No, not once.

    Oh, I did somebody some good. Somebody some good...
    Oh, did somebody some good. I must have did somebody some good...
    Oh, I believe I did

    I see the smiling faces
    I know I must have left some traces

    And I see them in the streets
    And I see them in the field
    And I hear them shouting under my feet
    And I know it's got to be real
    Oh, Lord, deliver me
    All the wrong I've done
    You can deliver me, Lord
    I only wanted to have some fun.

    Hear the angels marchin', hear the' marchin', hear them marchin',
    hear them marchin', the' marchin'

    Oh my Jesus... (repeat)

    Oh, don't you make it my dyin', dyin', dyin'...cough

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    Clutch - Burning Beard


    Every day I wake up we drink a lot of coffee and watch the CNN
    Every day I wake up to a bowl of clover honey and let the locusts fly in.
    Lobsterbacks attack the town again
    Wrap all my things in aluminum
    Beams of darkness streak across the sky
    Pink rays from the ancient satellite

    Every time I look out my window same three dogs looking back at me
    Every time I open my windows cranes fly in to terrorize me
    The power of the Holy Ghost

    Shadow of the New Praetorian
    Tipping Cows in fields Elysian
    Saturnalia for all you have
    The seven habits of the highly infected calf

    Swan diving off the tongues of crippled giants
    International Business Machine
    Choking on bits of fallen bread crumbs
    Oh, this burning beard, I have come undone
    It's just as I've feared. I have, I have come undone

    Bugger dumb the last of academe
    Okkam's razor makes the cutting clean
    Shaven like a banker, lilac vegetal
    Break the glass ceiling and the golden parachute on down

    The power of the Holy Ghost comes to town
    Shadow of the New Praetorian
    Tipping cows in fields Elysian
    Saturnalia for all you have
    The seven habits of the highly infected calf

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    Tool - Pushit

    I will choke until I swallow...
    Choke this infant here before me.
    What is this but my reflection?
    Who am I to judge and strike you down?

    But you're
    Pushing and shoving me.
    You still love me and you pushit on me.

    Rest your trigger on my finger,
    bang my head upon the fault line.
    Take care not to make me enter.
    'cause if I do we both may disappear.

    But you're pushing me,
    Shoving me. Pushit on me.

    Slipping back into the gap again.
    I'm alive when you're touching me,
    Alive when you're shoving me down.

    But i'd trade it all
    For just a little bit of
    Piece of mind.

    Put me somewhere I don't wanna be.
    Seeing someplace I don't wanna see.
    Never wanna see that place again.

    Saw that gap again today
    As you were begging me to stay.
    Managed to push myself away,
    And you, as well.

    If, when I say I may fade like a sigh if I stay,
    You minimize my movement anyway,
    I must persuade you another way.

    There's no love in fear.

    Staring down the hole again.
    Hands upon my back again.
    Survival is my only friend.
    Terrified of what may come.

    Remember I will always love you,
    Even as I claw your fucking throat away.

    But it will end no other way

    Tool - Stinkfist

    Something has to change.
    Un-deniable dilemma.
    Boredom's not a burden
    Anyone should bear.

    Constant over stimu-lation numbs me
    but I would not want you
    any other way.

    It's not enough.
    I need more.
    Nothing seems to satisfy.
    I don't want it.
    I just need it.
    To breathe, to feel, to know I'm alive.

    Finger deep within the borderline.
    Show me that you love me and that we belong together.
    Relax, turn around and take my hand.

    I can help you change
    Tired moments into pleasure.
    Say the word and we'll be
    Well upon our way.

    Blend and balance
    Pain and comfort
    Deep within you
    Till you will not want me any other way.

    It's not enough.
    I need more.
    Nothing seems to satisfy.
    I don't want it.
    I just need it.
    To breathe, to feel, to know I'm alive.

    Knuckle deep inside the borderline.
    This may hurt a little but it's something you'll get used to.
    Relax. Slip away.

    Something kinda sad about
    the way that things have come to be.
    Desensitized to everything.
    What became of subtlety?

    How can this mean anything to me
    If I really don't feel anything at all?

    I'll keep digging till
    I feel something.

    Elbow deep inside the borderline.
    Show me that you love me and that we belong together.
    Shoulder deep within the borderline.
    Relax. Turn around and take my hand.
    Kooze Bowling
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    For Tool fans

    Thought I'd give this a go. Not song lyrics but I'm sure I'll be forgiven. Was quite surprised (don't know why when I think about it) so here you go.

    If you have never seen the original cd case for this album you're probably wondering WTF I'm on about. Go and buy the album and will become clear.
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    These mist covered mountains
    Are a home now for me
    But my home is the lowlands
    And always will be
    Some day youll return to
    Your valleys and your farms
    And youll no longer burn
    To be brothers in arms

    Through these fields of destruction
    Baptisms of fire
    Ive watched all your suffering
    As the battles raged higher
    And though they did hurt me so bad
    In the fear and alarm
    You did not desert me
    My brothers in arms

    Theres so many different worlds
    So many differents suns
    And we have just one world
    But we live in different ones

    Now the suns gone to hell
    And the moons riding high
    Let me bid you farewell
    Every man has to die
    But its written in the starlight
    And every line on your palm
    Were fools to make war
    On our brothers in arms
    He who makes a beast out of himself
    Gets rid of the pain of being a man

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