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shiva boy
Member
sevendust
sevendust
Title: Live Again
Artist: Sevendust
Album : Seasons
Feeling Nothing
Lonely Empty
You try to walk away but you fall
You cannot understand what's this for
In this world I see it more
The pain you feel that I ignore
You see my face and then you see
nothin'
Confused. you turn and live on
I turn my face
You're staring back again
Look at yourself and live again
Can't see me. you feel me
Want me. you'll find me
I'll be your everything
Will you call
You'll need more & more
When you fall
In this world I see it more
The pain you feel that I ignore
You see my face and then you see
nothing
Confused. you turn and live on
I turn my face
You're staring back again
Look at yourself and live again
How many times have you looked
At yourself & felt mistreated
How does it feel to know that
This life of yours is real
All of your life you've been led
To believe your nothin'
So look at yourself and start to live
again
You see my face and then you see
nothing
Confused you turn and live on
I turn my face
You're staring back again
Look at yourself and live again
If you don't change you'll be nothin'
So look at yourself and live again
I turn my face
You're staring back again
So look at yourself and live again
sevendust
Title: Live Again
Artist: Sevendust
Album : Seasons
Feeling Nothing
Lonely Empty
You try to walk away but you fall
You cannot understand what's this for
In this world I see it more
The pain you feel that I ignore
You see my face and then you see
nothin'
Confused. you turn and live on
I turn my face
You're staring back again
Look at yourself and live again
Can't see me. you feel me
Want me. you'll find me
I'll be your everything
Will you call
You'll need more & more
When you fall
In this world I see it more
The pain you feel that I ignore
You see my face and then you see
nothing
Confused. you turn and live on
I turn my face
You're staring back again
Look at yourself and live again
How many times have you looked
At yourself & felt mistreated
How does it feel to know that
This life of yours is real
All of your life you've been led
To believe your nothin'
So look at yourself and start to live
again
You see my face and then you see
nothing
Confused you turn and live on
I turn my face
You're staring back again
Look at yourself and live again
If you don't change you'll be nothin'
So look at yourself and live again
I turn my face
You're staring back again
So look at yourself and live again
Living in an Amish paradise...
Living in an Amish paradise...
Amish Paradise
(Wierd Al Yankovich having a bit fun with the lyrics of Coolio's song "Gangsta's Paradise")
As I walk through the valley where I harvest my grain
I take a look at my wife and realize she's very plain
But that's just perfect for an Amish like me
You know, I shun fancy things like electricity
At 4:30 in the morning I'm milkin' cows
Jebediah feeds the chickens and Jacob plows... fool
And I've been milkin' and plowin' so long that
Even Ezekiel thinks that my mind is gone
I'm a man of the land, I'm into discipline
Got a Bible in my hand and a beard on my chin
But if I finish all of my chores and you finish thine
Then tonight we're gonna party like it's 1699
We been spending most our lives
Living in an Amish paradise
I've churned butter once or twice
Living in an Amish paradise
It's hard work and sacrifice
Living in an Amish paradise
We sell quilts at discount price
Living in an Amish paradise
A local boy kicked me in the butt last week
I just smiled at him and turned the other cheek
I really don't care, in fact I wish him well
'Cause I'll be laughing my head off when he's burning in hell
But I ain't never punched a tourist even if he deserved
An Amish with a 'tude? You know that's unheard of
I never wear buttons but I got a cool hat
And my homies all I agree I look good in black... fool
If you come to visit, you'll be bored to tears
We haven't even paid the phone bill in 300 years
But we ain't really quaint, so please don't point and stare
We're just technologically impaired
There's no phone, no lights, no motorcar
Not a single luxury
Like Robinson Caruso
It's as primitave as can be
We been spending most our lives
Living in an Amish paradise
We're just plain and simple guys
Living in an Amish paradise
There's no time for sin and vice
Living in an Amish paradise
We don't fight, we all play nice
Living in an Amish paradise
Hitchin' up the buggy, churnin' lots of butter
Raised a barn on Monday, soon I'll raise another
Think you're really rightous? Think you're pure in heart?
Well, I know I'm a million times as humble as thou art
I'm the pious guy the little Amlettes wanna be like
On my knees day and night scorin' points for the afterlife
So don't be vain and don't be whiny
Or else, my brother, I might just have to get medieval on your heinie
We been spending most our lives
Living in an Amish paradise
We're all crazy Mennonites
Living in an Amish paradise
There's no cops or traffic lights
Living in an Amish paradise
But you'd probably think it bites
Living in an Amish paradise
Living in an Amish paradise...
Amish Paradise
(Wierd Al Yankovich having a bit fun with the lyrics of Coolio's song "Gangsta's Paradise")
As I walk through the valley where I harvest my grain
I take a look at my wife and realize she's very plain
But that's just perfect for an Amish like me
You know, I shun fancy things like electricity
At 4:30 in the morning I'm milkin' cows
Jebediah feeds the chickens and Jacob plows... fool
And I've been milkin' and plowin' so long that
Even Ezekiel thinks that my mind is gone
I'm a man of the land, I'm into discipline
Got a Bible in my hand and a beard on my chin
But if I finish all of my chores and you finish thine
Then tonight we're gonna party like it's 1699
We been spending most our lives
Living in an Amish paradise
I've churned butter once or twice
Living in an Amish paradise
It's hard work and sacrifice
Living in an Amish paradise
We sell quilts at discount price
Living in an Amish paradise
A local boy kicked me in the butt last week
I just smiled at him and turned the other cheek
I really don't care, in fact I wish him well
'Cause I'll be laughing my head off when he's burning in hell
But I ain't never punched a tourist even if he deserved
An Amish with a 'tude? You know that's unheard of
I never wear buttons but I got a cool hat
And my homies all I agree I look good in black... fool
If you come to visit, you'll be bored to tears
We haven't even paid the phone bill in 300 years
But we ain't really quaint, so please don't point and stare
We're just technologically impaired
There's no phone, no lights, no motorcar
Not a single luxury
Like Robinson Caruso
It's as primitave as can be
We been spending most our lives
Living in an Amish paradise
We're just plain and simple guys
Living in an Amish paradise
There's no time for sin and vice
Living in an Amish paradise
We don't fight, we all play nice
Living in an Amish paradise
Hitchin' up the buggy, churnin' lots of butter
Raised a barn on Monday, soon I'll raise another
Think you're really rightous? Think you're pure in heart?
Well, I know I'm a million times as humble as thou art
I'm the pious guy the little Amlettes wanna be like
On my knees day and night scorin' points for the afterlife
So don't be vain and don't be whiny
Or else, my brother, I might just have to get medieval on your heinie
We been spending most our lives
Living in an Amish paradise
We're all crazy Mennonites
Living in an Amish paradise
There's no cops or traffic lights
Living in an Amish paradise
But you'd probably think it bites
Living in an Amish paradise
JohnBudd
Active member
Sitting in a White Castle with my pals back in 1973, when they had those indivdual juke boxes at each table. Two song titles from that fateful day have never left me.
1. I got $10, and I am wearing a clean white shirt.
2. My head hurts, my feet stink, and I don't love Jesus.
Is it country or western??
Modern times....Bruce Cockburn....Pacing the Cage
John Lennon........Instant Karma
John Lennon........Imagine
1. I got $10, and I am wearing a clean white shirt.
2. My head hurts, my feet stink, and I don't love Jesus.
Is it country or western??
Modern times....Bruce Cockburn....Pacing the Cage
John Lennon........Instant Karma
John Lennon........Imagine
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G
Guest
Beatles
Magical Mystery Tour
The Fool on the Hill
Day after day
alone on a hill
the man with the foolish grin
is keeping perfectly still
but nobody wants to know him
they can see that he's just a fool
and he never gives an answer
But the fool on the hill
sees the sun going down
and the eyes in his head
see the world spinning round
Well on the way
head in a cloud
the man of a thousand voices
talking perfectly loud
But nobody ever hears him
or the sounds he appears to make
and he never seems to notice
But the fool on the hill
sees the sun going down
and the eyes in his head
see the world spinning round
And nobody seems to like him
they can tell what he wants to do
and he never shows his feelings
But the fool on the hill
sees the sun going down
and the eyes in his head
see the world spinning round
He never listens to them
he knows that they're the fools
they don't like him
The fool on the hill
sees the sun going down
and the eyes in his head
see the world spinning round
Magical Mystery Tour
The Fool on the Hill
Day after day
alone on a hill
the man with the foolish grin
is keeping perfectly still
but nobody wants to know him
they can see that he's just a fool
and he never gives an answer
But the fool on the hill
sees the sun going down
and the eyes in his head
see the world spinning round
Well on the way
head in a cloud
the man of a thousand voices
talking perfectly loud
But nobody ever hears him
or the sounds he appears to make
and he never seems to notice
But the fool on the hill
sees the sun going down
and the eyes in his head
see the world spinning round
And nobody seems to like him
they can tell what he wants to do
and he never shows his feelings
But the fool on the hill
sees the sun going down
and the eyes in his head
see the world spinning round
He never listens to them
he knows that they're the fools
they don't like him
The fool on the hill
sees the sun going down
and the eyes in his head
see the world spinning round
- Paul Simon -
The Sound of Silence
"Wednesday Morning 3A.M.", 1964
Hello darkness, my old friend,
I've come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence.
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
'Neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence.
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more.
People talking without speaking,
People hearing without listening,
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dare
Disturb the sound of silence.
"Fools" said I, "You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I might reach you."
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed
In the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made.
And the sign flashed out its warning,
In the words that it was forming.
And the sign said, "The words of the prophets
are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls."
And whisper'd in the sounds of silence.
The Sound of Silence
"Wednesday Morning 3A.M.", 1964
Hello darkness, my old friend,
I've come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence.
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
'Neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence.
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more.
People talking without speaking,
People hearing without listening,
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dare
Disturb the sound of silence.
"Fools" said I, "You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I might reach you."
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed
In the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made.
And the sign flashed out its warning,
In the words that it was forming.
And the sign said, "The words of the prophets
are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls."
And whisper'd in the sounds of silence.
LeeroyJackson
Member
favourite is a toughie because there are so many but here is just one from my pile
favourite is a toughie because there are so many but here is just one from my pile
Band- Blind Melon
Album- Self Titled
Song- Seed to a tree
Lyrics-
As I shit, I sit and wonder why
My floor is so cold and my back broken tired
But life is good, even though it won't be long
With a candle comes emotions that
Dance with the shadows on my wall
What were you thoughts, as they
Were flying through your mind
Compared to what you feel from
The bars your now behind
If they could speak, what do you think
They would say to you?
I do believe you'd been better
Off if you'd just told the truth
Never had a problem till I stood face to face with me
And I wish there was a way for me to go inside so I could see
All the faces of the people who have torn a piece of me
As I grew from a seed to a tree
Can you feel the power of the eye
That's hidden away 5 feet from where we lie
What do you taste, when you take a drink of me
Is it to much for me to ask if I asked you to leave
Please just leave 'cause I want to be alone
There's a fine line between love and my feelings for you
High time I washed it all away
Unkind, I watch your future burn before you
Denied, a chance of any love in your life
And I ask you one time..Why?
favourite is a toughie because there are so many but here is just one from my pile
Band- Blind Melon
Album- Self Titled
Song- Seed to a tree
Lyrics-
As I shit, I sit and wonder why
My floor is so cold and my back broken tired
But life is good, even though it won't be long
With a candle comes emotions that
Dance with the shadows on my wall
What were you thoughts, as they
Were flying through your mind
Compared to what you feel from
The bars your now behind
If they could speak, what do you think
They would say to you?
I do believe you'd been better
Off if you'd just told the truth
Never had a problem till I stood face to face with me
And I wish there was a way for me to go inside so I could see
All the faces of the people who have torn a piece of me
As I grew from a seed to a tree
Can you feel the power of the eye
That's hidden away 5 feet from where we lie
What do you taste, when you take a drink of me
Is it to much for me to ask if I asked you to leave
Please just leave 'cause I want to be alone
There's a fine line between love and my feelings for you
High time I washed it all away
Unkind, I watch your future burn before you
Denied, a chance of any love in your life
And I ask you one time..Why?
G
Guest
personal theme song
personal theme song
Band - (hed) p.e.
Album - (hed) p.e.
Title - Firsty
come on..
yeah, you want me to give a show? well i don't really want to
you want me to impress? well i don't really need to
and who the f*ck are you? where the f*ck did you come from?
and if you wanted to be that nigga, you shoulda filled out an application
you want me to face a crowd? well i don't really feel like it
so you want me to jump around? well i am not amused
and who the f*ck are you, f*cking my life to me, yeah, i see you f*ckin' with my demons, laughin and screamin
lookin for the truth and the meaning
chorus
you must be confused, you must be confused, you must be confused
if you think i give a f*ck, you must be confused if you think i give a f*ck, if you think i give a f*ck
say what this brotha don't give a f*ck
save your breath, save your breath, save your breath
for someone who really doooes give a flyin' f*ck
you want me to be ethical?
you want me to be moral?
you want me to smile?
you want me to be normal? well i am not professional
you want me to sing, you want me to play, you want me to believe
well f*ck that sh*t, that sh*t ain't me
chorus
you must be confused, you must be confused, you must be confused
if you think i give a f*ck, you must be confused if you think i give a f*ck, if you think i give a f*ck
say what this nigga don't give a f*ck
save your breath, save your f*cking breath, save your breath
personal theme song
Band - (hed) p.e.
Album - (hed) p.e.
Title - Firsty
come on..
yeah, you want me to give a show? well i don't really want to
you want me to impress? well i don't really need to
and who the f*ck are you? where the f*ck did you come from?
and if you wanted to be that nigga, you shoulda filled out an application
you want me to face a crowd? well i don't really feel like it
so you want me to jump around? well i am not amused
and who the f*ck are you, f*cking my life to me, yeah, i see you f*ckin' with my demons, laughin and screamin
lookin for the truth and the meaning
chorus
you must be confused, you must be confused, you must be confused
if you think i give a f*ck, you must be confused if you think i give a f*ck, if you think i give a f*ck
say what this brotha don't give a f*ck
save your breath, save your breath, save your breath
for someone who really doooes give a flyin' f*ck
you want me to be ethical?
you want me to be moral?
you want me to smile?
you want me to be normal? well i am not professional
you want me to sing, you want me to play, you want me to believe
well f*ck that sh*t, that sh*t ain't me
chorus
you must be confused, you must be confused, you must be confused
if you think i give a f*ck, you must be confused if you think i give a f*ck, if you think i give a f*ck
say what this nigga don't give a f*ck
save your breath, save your f*cking breath, save your breath
G
Guest
Band - Rush
Album - Hold Your Fire
Song - Second Nature
A memo to a higher office
Open letter to the powers that be
To a god, a king, a head of state
A captain of industry
To the movers and the shakers...
Can't everybody see?
It ought to be second nature
I mean, the places where we live
Let's talk about this sensibly
We're not insensitive
I know progress has no patience
But something's got to give
I know you're different
You know I'm the same
We're both too busy
To be taking the blame
I'd like some changes
But you don't have the time
We can't go on thinking
It's a victimless crime
No one is blameless
But we're all without shame
We fight the fire while we're feeding the flames
Folks have got to make choices
And choices got to have voices
Folks are basically decent
Conventional wisdom would say
But we read about the exceptions
In the papers every day
It ought to be second nature
At least, that's what I feel
Now I lay me down in Dreamland
I know perfect's not for real
I thought we might get closer
But I'm ready to make a deal
Today is different, and tomorrow the same
It's hard to take the world the way that it came
Too many rapids keep us sweeping along
Too many captains keep on steering us wrong
It's hard to take the heat
It's hard to lay blame
To fight the fire while we're feeding the flames
Peace!
Album - Hold Your Fire
Song - Second Nature
A memo to a higher office
Open letter to the powers that be
To a god, a king, a head of state
A captain of industry
To the movers and the shakers...
Can't everybody see?
It ought to be second nature
I mean, the places where we live
Let's talk about this sensibly
We're not insensitive
I know progress has no patience
But something's got to give
I know you're different
You know I'm the same
We're both too busy
To be taking the blame
I'd like some changes
But you don't have the time
We can't go on thinking
It's a victimless crime
No one is blameless
But we're all without shame
We fight the fire while we're feeding the flames
Folks have got to make choices
And choices got to have voices
Folks are basically decent
Conventional wisdom would say
But we read about the exceptions
In the papers every day
It ought to be second nature
At least, that's what I feel
Now I lay me down in Dreamland
I know perfect's not for real
I thought we might get closer
But I'm ready to make a deal
Today is different, and tomorrow the same
It's hard to take the world the way that it came
Too many rapids keep us sweeping along
Too many captains keep on steering us wrong
It's hard to take the heat
It's hard to lay blame
To fight the fire while we're feeding the flames
Peace!
G
Guest
Puff, the Magic Dragon
Puff, the Magic Dragon
Puff, the Magic Dragon
Puff, the magic dragon, lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honalee.
Little Jackie Paper loved that rascal Puff
And brought him strings and sealing wax and other fancy stuff, oh
Puff, the magic dragon, lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honalee.
Puff, the magic dragon, lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honalee.
Together they would travel on boat with billowed sail
Jackie kept a lookout perched on Puff's gigantic tail
Noble kings and princes would bow whene'er they came
Pirate ships would lower their flags when Puff roared out his name, oh
CHORUS
A dragon lives forever, but not so little boys
Painted wings and giants's rings make way for other toys.
One grey night it happened, Jackie Paper came no more
And Puff that mighty dragon, he ceased his fearless roar.
His head was bent in sorrow, green scales fell like rain
Puff no longer went to play along the cherry lane.
Without his lifelong friend, Puff could not be brave
So, Puff that mighty dragon sadly slipped into his cave, oh
By Peter Yarrow and Leonard Tipton On Peter, Paul & Mary's
MOVING, IN CONCERT, and 10 YEARS.
Puff, the Magic Dragon
Puff, the Magic Dragon
Puff, the magic dragon, lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honalee.
Little Jackie Paper loved that rascal Puff
And brought him strings and sealing wax and other fancy stuff, oh
Puff, the magic dragon, lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honalee.
Puff, the magic dragon, lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honalee.
Together they would travel on boat with billowed sail
Jackie kept a lookout perched on Puff's gigantic tail
Noble kings and princes would bow whene'er they came
Pirate ships would lower their flags when Puff roared out his name, oh
CHORUS
A dragon lives forever, but not so little boys
Painted wings and giants's rings make way for other toys.
One grey night it happened, Jackie Paper came no more
And Puff that mighty dragon, he ceased his fearless roar.
His head was bent in sorrow, green scales fell like rain
Puff no longer went to play along the cherry lane.
Without his lifelong friend, Puff could not be brave
So, Puff that mighty dragon sadly slipped into his cave, oh
By Peter Yarrow and Leonard Tipton On Peter, Paul & Mary's
MOVING, IN CONCERT, and 10 YEARS.
G
Guest
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rythmic intent
Member
"CUTTING ROOM FLOW" 1ST VERSE
"CUTTING ROOM FLOW" 1ST VERSE
ARTIST: RYAN T.hc
Album: "COLD DISPLAY"
SONG: "CUTTING ROOM FLOW"
Snip of the scissors
she came to deliver
a secret room glows
just a reflection of my cutting room flow
im high just trimmin my
state of mind
a place i can recline
draw an abstact line
inject it to yo faulty spine
that smokin' herb is not a crime
from sp-1200 to SB-420
no more huntin for that minty
check the hefty we got plenty
GOOD and SKUNKY
as im servin' her some chunky
yo hatin' makes no sense
like a drive by punking
sweeping voices praise
as im cuttin' off my choices
Haze, bubble funk, g-13, alaskan thunder fuck
durban poison, so-mango,big mamma,ice x widow
great white shark, romulan, and cali-o
sugar coated frosted like snow
roll up and blow
lettin my mind go
verses keepin my mind closed.......(chorus)
FOR THE WHOLE TRACK and OTHERS CHECK OUT MY MUSIC PAGE!
www.myspace.com/ryanthc
"CUTTING ROOM FLOW" 1ST VERSE
ARTIST: RYAN T.hc
Album: "COLD DISPLAY"
SONG: "CUTTING ROOM FLOW"
Snip of the scissors
she came to deliver
a secret room glows
just a reflection of my cutting room flow
im high just trimmin my
state of mind
a place i can recline
draw an abstact line
inject it to yo faulty spine
that smokin' herb is not a crime
from sp-1200 to SB-420
no more huntin for that minty
check the hefty we got plenty
GOOD and SKUNKY
as im servin' her some chunky
yo hatin' makes no sense
like a drive by punking
sweeping voices praise
as im cuttin' off my choices
Haze, bubble funk, g-13, alaskan thunder fuck
durban poison, so-mango,big mamma,ice x widow
great white shark, romulan, and cali-o
sugar coated frosted like snow
roll up and blow
lettin my mind go
verses keepin my mind closed.......(chorus)
FOR THE WHOLE TRACK and OTHERS CHECK OUT MY MUSIC PAGE!
www.myspace.com/ryanthc
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rythmic intent
Member
THANX
THANX
CANT PASS UP PRO-MOTION!!!!...LOL
THANX
CANT PASS UP PRO-MOTION!!!!...LOL
G
Guest
the Kinks
Unreal Reality (the real thing)
All that I see, seems so unreal to me,
Is it the truth or is it only fantasy,
Is it a dream or is it unreal reality?
All around me is such unreality,
Optical illusions as far as my eyes can see,
Is the whole thing a fake, or the ultimate reality?
That house is so big that it reaches right up to the clouds
It's got hundreds of windows, so the people inside can look out,
And they look down below and wonder what it's all about.
Look at that lady she got silver all over her face,
Is she a human being or a creature from outer space,
Is she authentic or phoney, I guess it's just a matter of taste.
Oh because they can feel it, it's gotta be the real thing,
Because they can touch it, it's gotta be reality.
If they say it's real, it's gotta be the real thing.
See that fella, looking all spick and span,
Is he a tailor's dummy or is he a real man,
Is he genuine, or straight off the assembly line.
All round me is such unreality,
Optical illusions as far as my eyes can see,
Is the whole thing a fake or the ultimate reality?
Is it a dream, or is it the real reality?
Unreal Reality (the real thing)
All that I see, seems so unreal to me,
Is it the truth or is it only fantasy,
Is it a dream or is it unreal reality?
All around me is such unreality,
Optical illusions as far as my eyes can see,
Is the whole thing a fake, or the ultimate reality?
That house is so big that it reaches right up to the clouds
It's got hundreds of windows, so the people inside can look out,
And they look down below and wonder what it's all about.
Look at that lady she got silver all over her face,
Is she a human being or a creature from outer space,
Is she authentic or phoney, I guess it's just a matter of taste.
Oh because they can feel it, it's gotta be the real thing,
Because they can touch it, it's gotta be reality.
If they say it's real, it's gotta be the real thing.
See that fella, looking all spick and span,
Is he a tailor's dummy or is he a real man,
Is he genuine, or straight off the assembly line.
All round me is such unreality,
Optical illusions as far as my eyes can see,
Is the whole thing a fake or the ultimate reality?
Is it a dream, or is it the real reality?
G
Guest
the Kinks
Destroyer
met a girl called lola and i took her back to my place
feelin' guilty, feelin' scared, hidden cameras everywhere
stop! hold on. stay in control
girl, i want, you here with me
but i'm really not as cool as i'd like to be
'cause there's a red, under my bed
and there's a little yellow man in my head
and there's a true, blue, inside of me
that keeps stoppin' me, touchin' ya, watchin' ya, lovin' ya
paranoia, need destroyer. paranoia, they destroy ya'
well i fell asleep, then i woke feelin' kinda' queer
lola looked at me and said ooh you look so weird
she said man, there's really something wrong with you
one day you're gonna' self-destruct
you're up, get down, i'll come work you out
you get a good thing goin' then you blow yourself out
silly boy ya' self-destroyer. silly boy ya' self-destroyer
silly boy you got so much to live for
so much to aim for, so much to try for
you blow it all with, paranoia
you're so insecure you, self-destroyer
(and it goes like this, here it goes) paranoia, they destroy ya
(here it goes again) paranoia, they destroy ya
dr. dr. help her please i know you'll understand
there's a time device inside of me i'm a self-destructin' man
there's a red, under my bed
and there's a little green man in my head
and said you're not goin' crazy, you're just a bit sad
'cause there's a man in ya, knawin' ya, tearin' ya, in to to
silly boy ya' self-destroyer. paranoia, they destroy ya'
self-destroyer, wreck your health
destroy friends, destroy yourself
the time device of, self-destruction
lies, confusion, start eruption
(yea, it goes like this, here it goes) paranoia, they destroy ya
(here's to paranoia) paranoia, they destroy ya
(hey hey, here it goes) paranoia, they destroy ya
(and it goes like this)
paranoia, they destroy ya
(and it goes like this)
Destroyer
met a girl called lola and i took her back to my place
feelin' guilty, feelin' scared, hidden cameras everywhere
stop! hold on. stay in control
girl, i want, you here with me
but i'm really not as cool as i'd like to be
'cause there's a red, under my bed
and there's a little yellow man in my head
and there's a true, blue, inside of me
that keeps stoppin' me, touchin' ya, watchin' ya, lovin' ya
paranoia, need destroyer. paranoia, they destroy ya'
well i fell asleep, then i woke feelin' kinda' queer
lola looked at me and said ooh you look so weird
she said man, there's really something wrong with you
one day you're gonna' self-destruct
you're up, get down, i'll come work you out
you get a good thing goin' then you blow yourself out
silly boy ya' self-destroyer. silly boy ya' self-destroyer
silly boy you got so much to live for
so much to aim for, so much to try for
you blow it all with, paranoia
you're so insecure you, self-destroyer
(and it goes like this, here it goes) paranoia, they destroy ya
(here it goes again) paranoia, they destroy ya
dr. dr. help her please i know you'll understand
there's a time device inside of me i'm a self-destructin' man
there's a red, under my bed
and there's a little green man in my head
and said you're not goin' crazy, you're just a bit sad
'cause there's a man in ya, knawin' ya, tearin' ya, in to to
silly boy ya' self-destroyer. paranoia, they destroy ya'
self-destroyer, wreck your health
destroy friends, destroy yourself
the time device of, self-destruction
lies, confusion, start eruption
(yea, it goes like this, here it goes) paranoia, they destroy ya
(here's to paranoia) paranoia, they destroy ya
(hey hey, here it goes) paranoia, they destroy ya
(and it goes like this)
paranoia, they destroy ya
(and it goes like this)
Paul Simon
"50 ways to leave your lover"
"The problem is all inside your head", she said to me
The answer is easy if you take it logically
I'd like to help you in your struggle to be free
There must be fifty ways to leave your lover
She said it's really not my habit to intrude
Furthermore, I hope my meaning won't be lost or misconstrued
But I'll repeat myself at the risk of being crude
There must be fifty ways to leave your lover
Fifty ways to leave your lover
Just slip out the back, Jack
Make a new plan, Stan
You don't need to be coy, Roy
Just get yourself free
Hop on the bus, Gus
You don't need to discuss much
Just drop off the key, Lee
And get yourself free
Just slip out the back, Jack
Make a new plan, Stan
You don't need to be coy, Roy
Just listen to me
Hop on the bus, Gus
You don't need to discuss much
Just drop off the key, Lee
And get yourself free
She said it grieves me so to see you in such pain
I wish there was something I could do to make you smile again
I said I appreciate that and would you please explain
About the fifty ways
She said why don't we both just sleep on it tonight
And I believe in the morning you'll begin to see the light
And then she kissed me and I realized she probably was right
There must be fifty ways to leave your lover
Fifty ways to leave your lover
Just slip out the back, Jack
Make a new plan, Stan
You don't need to be coy, Roy
Just get yourself free
Hop on the bus, Gus
You don't need to discuss much
Just drop off the key, Lee
And get yourself free
You just slip out the back, Jack
Make a new plan, Stan
You don't need to be coy, Roy
Just listen to me
Hop on the bus, Gus
You don't need to discuss much
Just drop off the key, Lee
And get yourself free
"50 ways to leave your lover"
"The problem is all inside your head", she said to meThe answer is easy if you take it logically
I'd like to help you in your struggle to be free
There must be fifty ways to leave your lover
She said it's really not my habit to intrude
Furthermore, I hope my meaning won't be lost or misconstrued
But I'll repeat myself at the risk of being crude
There must be fifty ways to leave your lover
Fifty ways to leave your lover
Just slip out the back, Jack
Make a new plan, Stan
You don't need to be coy, Roy
Just get yourself free
Hop on the bus, Gus
You don't need to discuss much
Just drop off the key, Lee
And get yourself free
Just slip out the back, Jack
Make a new plan, Stan
You don't need to be coy, Roy
Just listen to me
Hop on the bus, Gus
You don't need to discuss much
Just drop off the key, Lee
And get yourself free
She said it grieves me so to see you in such pain
I wish there was something I could do to make you smile again
I said I appreciate that and would you please explain
About the fifty ways
She said why don't we both just sleep on it tonight
And I believe in the morning you'll begin to see the light
And then she kissed me and I realized she probably was right
There must be fifty ways to leave your lover
Fifty ways to leave your lover
Just slip out the back, Jack
Make a new plan, Stan
You don't need to be coy, Roy
Just get yourself free
Hop on the bus, Gus
You don't need to discuss much
Just drop off the key, Lee
And get yourself free
You just slip out the back, Jack
Make a new plan, Stan
You don't need to be coy, Roy
Just listen to me
Hop on the bus, Gus
You don't need to discuss much
Just drop off the key, Lee
And get yourself free
brightside
Member
Always look on the BRIGHT SIDE of life (de dum de dum de dum de dum de dum)
Monty Python of course What else ?
Changing Horses - the Incredible String Band (from Changing Horses)
MAYA - the Incredible String Band (from WEE TAM and THE BIG HUGE)
Stranger in Blue Suede Shoes - Kevin Ayres
Sweet Deceiver - Kevin Ayres - (from Sweet Deceiver)
and from MANHOLE
Wordz can be Miss Under Stud - G .Slick
May the long time sun shine upon you
All love surround you
And the clear light within you
Guide you all the way home
I.S.B.
Monty Python of course What else ?
Changing Horses - the Incredible String Band (from Changing Horses)
MAYA - the Incredible String Band (from WEE TAM and THE BIG HUGE)
Stranger in Blue Suede Shoes - Kevin Ayres
Sweet Deceiver - Kevin Ayres - (from Sweet Deceiver)
and from MANHOLE
Wordz can be Miss Under Stud - G .Slick
May the long time sun shine upon you
All love surround you
And the clear light within you
Guide you all the way home
I.S.B.
G
Guest
Crosby, Stills & Nash -
Almost Cut My Hair
Almost cut my hair
It happened just the other day
It's gettin kinda long
I coulda said it wasn't in my way
But I didn't and I wonder why
I feel like letting my freak flag fly
Cause I feel like I owe it to someone
Must be because I had the flu' for Christmas
And I'm not feeling up to par
It increases my paranoia
Like looking at my mirror and seeing a scar
But I'm not giving in an inch to fear
Cause I missed myself this year
I feel like I owe it to someone
When I finally get myself together
I'm going to get down in that sunny southern weather
And I find a place inside to laugh
Separate the wheat from the chaff
I feel like I owe it to someone
Damn, I am going to have to go find my CD and jamb
Tex
Almost Cut My Hair
Almost cut my hair
It happened just the other day
It's gettin kinda long
I coulda said it wasn't in my way
But I didn't and I wonder why
I feel like letting my freak flag fly
Cause I feel like I owe it to someone
Must be because I had the flu' for Christmas
And I'm not feeling up to par
It increases my paranoia
Like looking at my mirror and seeing a scar
But I'm not giving in an inch to fear
Cause I missed myself this year
I feel like I owe it to someone
When I finally get myself together
I'm going to get down in that sunny southern weather
And I find a place inside to laugh
Separate the wheat from the chaff
I feel like I owe it to someone
Damn, I am going to have to go find my CD and jamb
Tex
G
Guest
Now, I am on a Crosby, Stills, and Nash kick.
Here is another killer CSN jamb
Johnny's Garden
There's a place
I can get to
Where I'm safe
From the city blues
And its green
And its quiet
Only trouble was
I had to buy it
And I'll do anything I got to do >
Cut my hair and shine my shoes > chorus
And keep on singin' the blues >
If I can stay here in Johnny's garden >
As the swift bird
Flies over the grasses
Dipping now and then
To take his breakfast
Thus I come and go
And I travel
And I can watch that bird
And unravel
chorus --
With his love
And his carin'
He puts his life
Into beauty sharin'
And his children
Are his flowers
There to give us peace
In quiet hours
chorus --
I got get back to the garden
Tex
Here is another killer CSN jamb
Johnny's Garden
There's a place
I can get to
Where I'm safe
From the city blues
And its green
And its quiet
Only trouble was
I had to buy it
And I'll do anything I got to do >
Cut my hair and shine my shoes > chorus
And keep on singin' the blues >
If I can stay here in Johnny's garden >
As the swift bird
Flies over the grasses
Dipping now and then
To take his breakfast
Thus I come and go
And I travel
And I can watch that bird
And unravel
chorus --
With his love
And his carin'
He puts his life
Into beauty sharin'
And his children
Are his flowers
There to give us peace
In quiet hours
chorus --
I got get back to the garden
Tex
