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Favorite Song Lyrics

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There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold
And she's buying a stairway to heaven
And when she gets there she knows if the stores are closed
With a word she can get what she came for


Woe oh oh oh oh oh
And she's buying a stairway to heaven

There's a sign on the wall but she wants to be sure
And you know sometimes words have two meanings
In the tree by the brook there's a songbird who sings
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven

Woe oh oh oh oh oh
And she's buying a stairway to heaven

There's a feeling I get when I look to the west
And my spirit is crying for leaving
In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees
And the voices of those who stand looking

Woe oh oh oh oh oh
And she's buying a stairway to heaven

And it's whispered that soon, if we all call the tune
Then the piper will lead us to reason
And a new day will dawn for those who stand long
And the forest will echo with laughter

And it makes me wonder

If there's a bustle in your hedgerow
Don't be alarmed now
It's just a spring clean for the May Queen

Yes there are two paths you can go by
but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on

Your head is humming and it won't go because you don't know
The piper's calling you to join him
Dear lady can't you hear the wind blow and did you know
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind

And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our souls
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show
How everything still turns to gold
And if you listen very hard
The tune will come to you at last
When all are one and one is all
To be a rock and not to roll
Woe oh oh oh oh oh
And she's buying a stairway to heaven

There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold
And she's buying a stairway to heaven
And when she gets there she knows if the stores are closed
With a word she can get what she came for


And she's buying a stairway to heaven, uh uh uh.
(Page-Plant)
 

Harry Gypsna

Dirty hippy Bastard
Veteran
Stack the Fridge, by aussie comedian(not PC) Kevin bloody Wilson!

There's an uptown party on tonight, that we're invited to.
With all the "Jet-set" ppl there, and the finest wine and food!
Sip some Champagne, snort some coke, and maybe swim some-in the nude.
But they can stick that trendy shit, coz thats not me and you.

A night down at the local pub, is nearer what we like.
Play the pinball, shoot some pool-if the atmosphere is right.
but sometimes it's too crowded there, or some dickhead wants to fight...
SO STACK THE FRIDGE AND STOKE THE BONG-WE'RE STAYING HOME TONIGHT

Chorus
Stack the Fridge and stoke the bong, we're staying home tonight.
Im a lover-not a fighter, and Id rather fuck than fight.
And we'll get smashed on piss n hash, and then we'll screw all night,
So stack the fridge and stoke the bong were staying home tonight.

then we'll just lay down on that big ol' rug, and then we'll dim the lights.
Stick a dirty movie on, and just wait for the high.
and then we'll hump n screw n fuck - until our brains are fried
So stack the fridge n stoke the bong, we're staying home tonight.
 
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Guest

For all you Gene X'ers

Violent Femmes - Blister in the Sun

When I’m out walking I strut my stuff yeah I’m so strung out
I’m high as a kite I just might stop to check you out
Let me go on like I blister in the sun
Let me go on big hands I know your the one
Body and beats I stain my sheets I don’t even know why
My girlfriend she’s at the end she is starting to cry
Let me go on like I blister in the sun
Let me go on big hands I know your the one

Tex
 
G

Guest

Risin up
back on the street
did my time took my chances
went the distance now I'm back on my feet
just a man and his will to survive
so many times
it happens too fast
you trade your passion for glory
don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past
you must fight just to keep them alive

It's the eye of the tiger
its the cream of the fight
risin up to the challenge of our rivals
and the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night
and he's watching us all with the eye of the tiger

Face to face
out in the heat
hanging tough
stayin hungry
they stack the odds still we take to the street
for the kill with the skill to survive...

It's the eye of the tiger
its the cream of the fight
risin up to the challenge of our rivals
and the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night
and he's watching us all with the eye of the tiger

Risin up
straight to the top
had the guts got the glory
went the distance now I'm not gonna stop
just a man and his will to survive

It's the eye of the tiger
its the cream of the fight
risin up to the challenge of our rivals
and the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night
and he's watching us all with the eye of the tiger

The eye of the tiger......
The eye of the tiger......
The eye of the tiger......

Frank stallone
 
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Guest

In My Life

There are places I remember
All my life, though some have changed,
Some forever, not for better,
Some have gone and some remain.

All these places had their moments,
With lovers and friends I still can recall,
Some are dead and some are living,

In my life I’ve loved them all.

But of all these friends and lovers,
There is no one compared with you,
And these mem’ries lose their meaning
When I think of love as something new.

Though I know I’ll never lose affection
For people and things that went before,
I know I’ll often stop and think about them

In my life I love you more.

Though I know I’ll never lose affection
For people and things that went before,
I know I’ll often stop and think about them

In my life I love you more.
In my life I love you more.

The Beatles

(to my wife)
 

nooely

Member
peter tosh
vampire
u na war ,vampare.with your bloody mada ta
or something like that.back in the day in the hood with peter
 

Sleepy

Active member
Veteran
Traffic

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Can't Find My Way Home:

Come down off your throne
And leave your body alone
Somebody must change
You are the reason
I've been waiting so long
Somebody holds the key
Well, I'm near the end and I just ain't got the time
Well, I'm wasted and I can't find my way home

Come down on your own
And leave your body alone
Somebody must change
You are the reason
I've been waiting all these years
Somebody holds the key
Well, I'm near the end and I just ain't got the time
Well, I'm wasted and I can't find my way home

But I can't find my way home
But I can't find my way home
But I can't find my way home
But I can't find my way home
Still, I can't find my way home
And, I ain't done nothing wrong
But, I can't find my way home
 
"Ramble on Rose"
Words by Robert Hunter; music by Jerry Garcia
("Ramble On Rose" composed and written by Robert Hunter and Jerry Garcia. Reproduced by arrangement with Ice Nine Publishing Company, Inc. (ASCAP)).

Just like Jack the Ripper
Just like Mojo Hand
Just like Billy Sunday
In a shotgun ragtime band
Just like New York City,
Just like Jericho
Pace the halls and climb the walls
Get out when they blow

(Chorus)
Did you say your name was
Ramblin' Rose?
Ramble on, baby
Settle down easy
Ramble on, Rose

Just like Jack and Jill
Mama told the sailor
One heat up and one cool down
Leave nothin' for the tailor
Just like Jack and Jill
My Papa told the jailer
One go up and one come down
Do yourself a favor

(Chorus)

(Bridge)

I'm gonna sing you a hundred verses in ragtime
I know this song it ain't never gonna end
I'm gonna march you up and down the local county line
Take you to the leader of the band

Just like Crazy Otto
Just like Wolfman Jack
Sittin' plush with a royal flush
Aces back to back
Just like Mary Shelley
Just like Frankenstein
Clank your chains and count your change
Try to walk the line

(Repeat chorus and bridge)

Goodbye, Mama and Papa
Goodbye, Jack and Jill
The grass ain't greener, the wine ain't sweeter
either side of the hill.

Did you say your name was
Ramblin' Rose?
Ramble on, baby
Settle down easy
Ramble on, Rose

peace all,and.....
Clank your chains and count your change
Try to walk the line :canabis: :joint: :wave:
 

Sleepy

Active member
Veteran
Traffic

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Light Up Or Leave Me Alone:

Sometimes I feel like I'm fading away
You're looking at me, I've got nothing to say
Don't make me angry with the games that you play
Either light up or leave me alone

You walk in my room, you lie in my bed
You open your mouth, shoot someone dead
All of a sudden you're inside my head
Either light up or leave me alone

Spending my bread like it grew on a tree
You're trying to tell me 'bout the birds and the bees
The skirt that you're wearing is way past your knees
Either light up or leave me alone

You're up all night preaching your mind
Come home in the morning with your latest find
I'm gonna have to lay it to you straight on the line
Either light up or leave me alone
 
"Stagger Lee"
Words by Robert Hunter; music by Jerry Garcia
Copyright Ice Nine Publishing; used by permission.

1940 Xmas evening with a full moon over town
Staggerlee met Billy DeLyon
and he blew that poor boy down
Do you know what he shot him for?
What do you make of that?
'Cause Billy DeLyon threw lucky dice,
won Staggelee's Stetson hat

Baio, Baio, tell me how can this be?
You arrest the girls for turning tricks
but you're scared of Staggerlee
Staggerlee is a madman and he shot my Billy dead
Baio you go get him or give the job to me

Delia DeLyon, dear sweet Delia-D
How the hell can I arrest him when he's twice as big as me?
Don't ask me to go downtown - I wouldn't come back alive
Not only is that mother big but he packs a .45

Baio Delia said just give me a gun
He shot my Billy dead now I'm gonna see him hung
She waded to DeLyon's Club through Billy DeLyon's blood
Stepped up to Staggerlee at the bar
Said Buy me a gin fizz, love

As Staggerlee lit a cigarette she shot him in the balls
Blew the smoke off her revolver, had him dragged to city hall
Baio, Baio, see you hang him high
He shot my Billy dead and now he's got to die

Delia went a walking down on Singapore Street
A three-piece band on the corner played "Nearer, My God, to Thee"
but Delia whistled a different tune...what tune could it be?

The song that woman sung was Look out Staggerlee
The song that Delia sung was Look out Staggerlee
The song that woman sung was Look out Staggerlee
The song that Delia sung was Look out Staggerlee



one more from me,PEACE
 

Sleepy

Active member
Veteran
Dear Mr. Fantasy...

Dear Mr. Fantasy...

Dear Mister Fantasy play us a tune
Something to make us all happy
Do anything take us out of this gloom
Sing a song, play guitar
Make it snappy
You are the one who can make us all laugh
But doing that you break out in tears
Please don't be sad if it was a straight mind you had
We wouldn't have known you all these years



Great thread, thanks for the memories...or forgetties!! :biglaugh:
 

Pajasuo

Member
We suffer in love, but you love to suffer
Your misery is your majesty
Though your skin may burn and your wounds, bleed
The only real ache is between your legs
You've learned well, through your Hell
Your pain was nothing. You longed for more.
Your shameful Heaven is full of devils
Just like me. Just for you
 
G

Guest

Another day has almost come and gone
Can’t imagine what else could wrong
Sometimes I’d like to hide away somewhere and lock the door
A single battle lost but not the war (’cause)

Tomorrow’s another day
And I’m thirsty anyway
So bring on the rain

It’s almost like the hard times circle ’round
A couple drops and they all start coming down
Yeah, I might feel defeated,
I might hang my head
I might be barely breathing - but I’m not dead

Tomorrow’s another day
And I’m thirsty anyway
So bring on the rain

I’m not gonna let it get me down
I’m not gonna cry
And I’m not gonna lose any sleep tonight

-Jo Dee Messina
 

Ackrite

Member
one of my favourites...Cypress Hill - Dr. Greenthumb

a short skit opens the beginning of the song]
Hello, I’m dr. greenthumb
Have you ever had the problem of running out of weed
And just can’t find some anywhere?
Well try my dr. greenthumb grow tips
I’ll show you how to grow inside and out
From seed to clone, and the best homegrown
And if you’re afraid of those pesky pork choppers in the sky
No worries, we’ll fix them too
With one of our dr. greenthumb ’sizzlean’ screens
To block the nosy pig’s vision
Don’t believe me?
Just ask one of my many satisfied clients here jed sanders
How well it works

Hyuh, hyuh, hello mah name is jaid
And ahm a farmer and I’ve been growin
Mary-jah-wana fer about twenty years and uhh
Uhh, with dr. greenthumb’s ’sizzlean’ screen
I don’t hafta point my shotgun
At them pesky porkers no more
Thanks dr. green, you’re tha shit

Yes, dr. greenthumb’s got it all, I guarantee it
Try my book and you’ll have the chronic in no time
*lighter flicks* dial 1-800-713-grow
*inhaling noise* that’s 1-800 *cough cough* *inhale*
*lighter flicks* 713 *cough cough*
G *inhale* r *inhale* o-w

’hello dr. greenthumb, paging dr. greenthumb!’

[b-real]
Hello my name is dr. greenthumb
I’d like to tell you just where I’m from
In the hills where the trees grow wild with weed fields
The fucking pigs with shields holding the blue steels
Greenhouse effect with the weed connect
(doctor) dea can’t keep greenthumb in check (doctor!)
Hps, God bless the whole crop
Please god, don’t let me see no cops
Trunkload, ready to hit the highway
Don’t let the eye in the sky fly my way
Or we gonna have big trouble, that’s no shit
Can’t be growin without no permit
But fuck that, I study the 215 trip
That way when they come they can suck my dick
Weed can’t grow without attention
Hello my name is dr. greenthumb

Chorus:

[b-real] hello my name is dr. greenthumb
[sendog] hello my name is dr. greenthumb!
[b-real] I’d like to tell you just where I’m from
[sendog] hello my name is dr. greenthumb
[b-real] hello my name is dr. greenthumb
[sendog] hello my name is dr. greenthumb!
[b-real] I’d like to tell you just where I’m from
[sendog] aiyyo dr. greenthumb, come on back one time!

[b-real]
People can’t live without the herb man
If not they’d be drinkin and drivin and swervin
But thanks to dr. greenthumb weed grow
In the backyard or inside with hydro
To the cush plant brushin a tangerine dream
Tasty, blowin a fuckin smokescreen
Cycles of weed are constantly grown
Somebody give me the razor to cut groves
I’d like to stop, but it feels so good
Horny plants stinkin up my whole neighborhood
Sticky angel, I wanna leave it alone
But never ever ever gotta worry from my home
What that funny sound knockin at the door (open up it’s the dea!)
Sorry greenthumb can’t talk no more
Please don’t follow me into the sun
Hello my name is dr. greenthumb

Chorus 1/2

[b-real]
Out from the lab, no need for rehab
If I can’t drive then call me a cab (ese!)
In my closet the weed is dried out
Like eiht said, ain’t no place to hide out
I don’t wanna buy no weed from no cop
Get knocked up and they close up my shop
That’s why I buy no weed from no one
That’s why they call me dr. greenthumb
The scientifical, mystical one
Growin my crops with the rays of the sun
Come one come all and see how it’s done
If you see the pigs there’s no need to run
Cause some of these pigs are down with greenthumb
But you never know what be the outcome
You see the photo in the album
The weed is growin like my erection
Look I never told you where I was from
Some call me real, but I’m dr. greenthumb

Chorus

Dr. greenthumb
Doctor, your bulova plant needs special tending to
Doctor, we need more oxygen we need more co2
Doctor, dr. greenthumb you’re needed
Doctor, dahyahahahhh... doctor
 
G

Guest

No one knows what it's like

To be the bad man

To be the sad man

Behind blue eyes



No one knows what it's like

To be hated

To be fated

To telling only lies



But my dreams

They aren't as empty

As my conscience seems to be



I have hours, only lonely

My love is vengeance

That's never free



No one knows what it's like

To feel these feelings

Like I do

And I blame you



No one bites back as hard

On their anger

None of my pain and woe

Can show through



But my dreams

They aren't as empty

As my conscience seems to be



I have hours, only lonely

My love is vengeance

That's never free



When my fist clenches, crack it open

Before I use it and lose my cool

When I smile, tell me some bad news

Before I laugh and act like a fool



If I swallow anything evil

Put your finger down my throat

If I shiver, please give me a blanket

Keep me warm, let me wear your coat



No one knows what it's like

To be the bad man

To be the sad man

Behind blue eyes

- The Who
 
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