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    Here’s some good stuff with Naked Raygun. song: Hips Swingin’:
    Hey you little South American Spanish speakin’ country
    Watch me as I whip some political advisors right on ya
    You’ll still have a bit of your own personality left
    Don’t you worry this kind of thing happens all the time

    N-R again, Song: The Sniper Song

    Banging on the inside
    Trying to get out

    It’s not all this trash that blows around my feet
    It might be this day it might be this heat
    And it’s all these idiots that are bothering me
    with their drivelling prattle and their useless critiques

    So now I know where snipers come from
    A man weighted down by too heavy a load
    So now I know where snipers come from
    Peering down through the scope with an amoral code.

    Funny, the Hips Swingin song came out around the Ollie North/Contra mess, but you can still see relevance today. In the Sniper Song. I feel that tune was just a wee bit too accurate in depicting the times to come.

    <FONT>[ August 22, 2001 01:09 AM: Message mutated 1 time, lastly by Halfman ]</font>



    Hey Halfman,

    Cool lines, although I agree very scary [img]images/smiles/converted/eek.gif[/img]

    Of course I have another line [img]images/smiles/converted/rolleyes.gif[/img] by The Damned off of Machine Gun Etiquette…Noise Noise Noise

    Noise is for Heroes
    Leave the music for Zeroes
    Noise Noise Noise is for Heroes
    Oh Yeah

    Great song, Captain Sensible on guitar…wow!!!

    Allison [img]images/smiles/converted/cwm12.gif[/img]



    nirvana {serve the servants} i tried hard to have a father /but instead i had a dad.i just want you to know that i dont hate you anymore/there is nothing i could say that i havent thought before

    type o negative {love you to death}i beg to serve your wish is my law/now close those eyes and let me love you to death

    radiohead {pyramid song} I jumped in the river and what did I see?
    Black-eyed angels swam with me
    A moon full of stars and astral cars
    All the things I used to see
    All my lovers were there with me
    All my past and futures
    And we all went to heaven in a little row boat
    There was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt


    King Tubby

    PiL "Careering":

    A face is raining
    Across the border
    The pride of history
    The same as murder

    Is this living?
    He’s been careering

    Shane MacGowan (Pogues) "USA":

    I gambled in two graveyards
    I won against the odds
    With the saints and with the saviors
    With the maggots and the gods
    I cursed the things they showed me
    I’d never see again
    And the howling of the wind at night
    I wrote upon the rain

    Actually, pretty much every lyric MacGowan has written is a killer.



    Totengott song from Monotheist album by Celtic Frost :

    "The secret of negativity"
    "unspeakable silence"

    from my very personal point of view "the secret of negativity" REAL negativity , when you negate the FALSE. The harvest of that negativity "is" Joy.

    "unspeakable silence" is THAT emotion when you deeply face and feel the unspeakable silence of the UNKNOWN , when you put no words , no concepts , you simply feel the MYSTERY of the Universe , Cosmos, Life . U see ? …feel ?

    in a "Buddhism" way ov "seeing"


    K7 Rides Again

    Brand New (thanks for the correction DeepSliush 8))- Jude Law and a Semester Abroad

    "Whatever poison’s in this bottle will leave me broken sore and stiff.
    But it’s the genie at the bottom who I’m sucking at. He owes me one last wish.
    So here’s a present to let you know I still exist.
    I hope the next boy that you kiss has something terribly contagious on his lips."…

    …"And even if her plane crashes tonight she’ll find some way to disappoint me,
    by not burning in the wreckage, or drowning at the bottom of the sea.
    "Jess, I still taste you, thus reserve my right to hate you."…


    K7 Rides Again

    Social Distortion – King of Fools

    I was born a king of fools
    most people think I’m just a playboy breaking rules
    but they don’t know that when it comes around to love I always lose
    why I call myself the king of fools
    I was born never to care
    but now I want a love that I can share
    I’ve searched in vain for a love that would never be true
    that’s why I call myself…
    the King of Fools

    King of fools, king of fools
    That’s why I call myself…
    the King of Fools

    I was born without a good thought
    just to live fast, tell a lie, and break a heart
    I have broken many hearts
    and I’ve broken many rules
    that’s why I call myself…
    the King of Fools
    I was born the King of Fools
    at any other game I never lose
    but when it comes around to love
    that’s when I realize
    I was born the king of fools.



    Though I can’t satisfy all the needs she has and so she starts to wander…
    Can you blame her?


    "girl " wrote:
    Though I can’t satisfy all the needs she has and so she starts to wander…
    Can you blame her?

    lets get stoned with Toni



    Let’s skip stones with him instead.

    Not really lyrics but a poem. Well bits and pieces of a poem….a poem that was added to a song that had lyrics. ;D

    "…And language was invented so people could lie
    Don’t just say I love you let your love perspire and fly
    It is the most profound gymnastics and incredible calisthenics
    Let me pole vault you
    Let me cartwheel into your beauty in an ideal love affair
    We never had to say I love you
    Stutter first and by the way, I love you."



    Del Gato by Gene Clark and Carla Olson

    My name is Del Gato
    born close to the border
    of white blood and red blood I came
    I travel the saddle
    I follow the cattle
    down on the range where they graze

    And I just ride in from a hard southwestern drive
    my lips parched and bloody
    my face torn by sandstorms and pride

    Royalties riches and innerbred bitches
    was the brew that I drank as a child
    so rebellious a lover
    Don Juan as my cover
    they die cast my type called me wild

    and I just ride in from a hard southwestern drive
    the hanging tree is waiting for me to arrive

    Structured political
    our children they ridicule
    they teach them of sins and to lie
    their schools built by fools
    but by breaking their rules
    like a fox I am forced now to hide

    The peppertree spreads taking many men`s heads
    but the one they want most is mine
    to the mission I go
    in San Juan I kneel
    and I pray for the love of my life



    Dont let me fuck up will you, cause when I need a friend its still you

    Theres a way I feel right now wish you’d help me, dont know how


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