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Lyrics and nothing else... no reason for posting the lyrics, no theme to the lyrics, no sense, no nothing... just lyrics - GreasyItalianPrincess - 05-23-2003

Quote:Originally posted by violent Jay
are you showing off that you can find lyrics or are you just bored and want to be post whores so you make useless threads about nothing

sure you just don't like the lyrics? Rolleyes


Lyrics and nothing else... no reason for posting the lyrics, no theme to the lyrics, no sense, no nothing... just lyrics - GreasyItalianPrincess - 05-23-2003

<b>Cyndi Lauper</b>
Hot Gets A Little Cold



Heaven,
you say it could be heaven
but I don't really know
lovers come and go
when hot gets a little cold

Infatuation
is just the great anticipation
of starring in that picture show
let's wait until the credits roll
when hot gets a little cold
when hot gets a little cold

I could get carried away
but not anymore
What was it I heard you say
you love me 'cause I'm strong,
I hope that you're not wrong

Heaven, you say it could be heaven,
well I don't really know
I'll try not to let it show
when hot gets a little cold
when hot gets a little cold

I could get carried away
but not anymore
What was it I heard you say
you love me 'cause I'm strong,
I hope that you're not wrong

Heaven,
you say it could be heaven,
well I don't really know
lovers come and go
when hot gets a little cold
when hot gets a little cold
when hot gets a little cold


Lyrics and nothing else... no reason for posting the lyrics, no theme to the lyrics, no sense, no nothing... just lyrics - Metalfan - 05-23-2003

STAIND
Fade


I try to breathe
Memories overtaking me
I try to face them but
The thought is too much to conceive

I only know that I can change
Everything else just stays the same
So now I step out of the darkness
that my life became 'cause

I just needed someone to talk to
You were just to busy with yourself
You were never there for me
To express how I felt
I just stuffed it down
Now I'm older and I feel like
I could let some of this anger fade
But it seems the surface I am scratching
Is the bed that I have made

So where were you?
When all this I was going through
You never took the time
To ask me just what you could do

I only know that I can change
Everything else just stays the same
So now I step out of the darkness
that my life became 'cause

I just needed someone to talk to
You were just to busy with yourself
You were never there for me
To express how I felt
I just stuffed it down
Now I'm older and I feel like
I could let some of this anger fade
But it seems the surface I am scratching
Is the bed that I have made

I never meant to fade...
Away

I NEVER MEANT TO FADE

I just needed someone to talk to
You were just to busy with yourself
You were never there for me
To express how I felt
I just stuffed it down
Now I'm older and I feel like
I could let some of this anger fade
But it seems the surface I am scratching
Is the bed that I have made

I try to breathe...


Lyrics and nothing else... no reason for posting the lyrics, no theme to the lyrics, no sense, no nothing... just lyrics - GreasyItalianPrincess - 05-23-2003

<b>TOOL</b>
Sweat

I'm sweating,
and breathing
and staring and thinking
and sinking
deeper.
It's almost like I'm swimming.

The sun is burning hot again
on the hunter
and the fisherman,
and he's trying to remember when,
but it makes him dizzy.

Seems like I've been here before.
Seems so familiar.
Seems like I'm slipping
into a dream within a dream.

Must be the way you whisper.

The sun is setting cool again.
I'm the thinker
and the fisherman
and I'm trying to remember when
but it makes me dizzy.
and I'm sweating,
and breathing,
and staring and thinking
and sinking
deeper
and it's almost like I'm swimming.

Seems like I've been here before.
Seems so familiar.
Seems like I'm slipping
into a dream within a dream.
It's the way you whisper.
It drags me under
and takes me home.


Lyrics and nothing else... no reason for posting the lyrics, no theme to the lyrics, no sense, no nothing... just lyrics - reefdwella - 05-23-2003

Stone Temple Pilots
Vasoline

one time a thing occured to me
what's real, and what's for sale?
blew a kiss and tried to take it home

it isn't you, isn't me
search for things you can't see
going blind, out of reach
somewhere in the vaseline

two times and it has rendered me
punch drunk and without bail
think I'd be safer all alone
flys in the vasoline we are
sometimes it blows my mind
keep getting stuck here all the time

you'll see the look and you'll see the lies
you'll eat the lies, and you will.

it isn't you, isn't me
search for things you can't see
going blind, out of reach
somewhere in the vasoline.


Lyrics and nothing else... no reason for posting the lyrics, no theme to the lyrics, no sense, no nothing... just lyrics - reefdwella - 05-25-2003

Redman
I'll Bee Dat!

Yo, fuck you!
Yo, y-yo .. F-U-UCCCK YOUUUUU!
Yo yo yo, yo yo yo yo, fuck you!
Yo yo yo yo yo fuck you!
Yo, zim zeema, who got the keys to my Beema?
Jack move, that's how we act when we team up
Hey yo yo yo yo yo, stretch it out nigga
Let the motherfucker pass us that blunt nigga
They heard what that nigga say, "Puff puff pass motherfucker"
Yeah, "Puff puff pass motherfucker"

Yo.. yo yo, yo, yo..
Zim zeema, who got the key to my Beema?
Jack move, that's how we act when we team up
Throw your triple beam up, this is fish scale
I bailed out the county with counterfeit bills
My slang be high range Brick City
Watch how you sniff son I'm highly octane
All you hear is BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG
Yo, remember you bitch; shit, I forget my last name
It's all about game, nuttin else, for delf
Walk through the woods then stomp on your foot
With high, I take out any comp in the hood
Gorilla impact in this rap habitat
get you steppin in your Air Max - BOUNCE!
You cockin it back but where dat? BOUNCE!
I got a six pack of Heineken and Big Kap on the wheels
In two laps, I give Stella Her Groove Back

[Chorus]
My middle name must be Fuck You
Cause every time I walk by
niggaz be like, "F-U-UCCCK YOUUUUU!"
I'll be dat, I'll be dat, I'll be dat, I'll be dat
My first name must be He Ain't Shit
Cause every time I'm in a car
bitches be like, "He ain't shit!"
I'll be dat, I'll be dat, I'll be dat, I'll be dat

Yo nigga, yo yo nigga
I heard the party goin on in there - YEAH
Well let me shake my stankin ass in there - YEAH!
Soon as I walk in, dogs are barkin (ARF ARF ARF)
Haters play the back, I stay in front like handicapped parkin
Startin arsons from, Jerz to
Arkan--sas me coughin out that dread apartment
Roll up to the jam with the front end bent up
Watch them chickens floatin, dip you in salmonella
I'm ghetto like DND, fuckin wit D
You be on Banned From TV Part III
in a heartbeat, tiger, straight out the cup
You're light in the ass son, you weigh bout a buck
But I'm one-ninety physique, two-hundred and thirty-fo'
pounds total when I'm carryin the heat
Not platinum on wax but, platinum in the streets
Any nigga dat disagree, smack him in the teeth
Then I bag his little piece, rockin the ice
Give it to the projects for the rhyme of the night
(Why you actin like dat?) The weed made me do it
Devil's Advocate hot, can take days to do it
My crew do drugs that Wayne Reed couldn't breathe
Dry me in the sun I'll amount to ten keys
Redboned I'm bonin, MC's be clonin
That's before Doc stretch and mornin yawnin!

[Chorus]

Niggaz and you bitches, puff puff give
Niggaz and you bitches, puff puff give

Yo, yo
If you gotta be a monkey, be a gorilla
It's four A.M., I'm off a tab and still a
world rap biller, push a big Benz
with a chickenhead drawers hangin from my antenna
I'll be god damned if a nigga take mine
On foot, shit, put rollerblades on
Mind your business, the nine with swiftness
I'll pull it, stretch it like Fonda Fitness
I'm a "Everyday Nigga" like I'm Toyota
Your A&R hope we don't drop the same quarta
Wrapped the puta, in a Hefty Two-Ply
(Yo he ain't from Chi) So haul ass back to Utah

[Chorus] -> repeat 2X

F-U-UCCCK YOUUUUU!

[Big Tigga from Rap City]
Yea yea yea yea yea
It's W Fuck All Y'all radio, ya man Big Tigga
I'll Be Dat, ya heard? Yo!
It's like thirty degrees down here in D.C.
All my niggaz strap the Timbs up
Get out the puffy coats and alla that
And I'll see all you chickenhead ass bitches at the club later
I'll be dere, heh.. I'll Be Dat


Lyrics and nothing else... no reason for posting the lyrics, no theme to the lyrics, no sense, no nothing... just lyrics - HydratedPeach - 05-25-2003

Nothing Much of Anything
The Badlees


You've got a right to be angry
You've got a right to complain
But just being right
Ain't gonna change anything
You want understanding
Without saying a word
You want admiration
Even though it's undeserved

It ain't no secret
Time took it's toll
I can't believe it
We're gettin' old

One of us should stand up
One of us should scream
One of us should step out
And say just what he means
One of us should say
Just what it is we're fighting for
But no one says nothing much
Of anything no more

We all have defenses
And opinions to sell
We all have our methods
Of defending ourselves
But there's nothing as lifeless
As a tree that don't bend
There's nothing as worthless
As a fair weathered friend

It ain't no secret
Time took it's toll
I can't believe it
We're gettin' old

One of us should get up
One of us should say
One of us should get out
Of the other one's way
One of us should face up
To what no one can ignore
But no one does nothing much
Of anything no more

I am he as you are he
As you are me, but we just disagree
Now I ain't anything
And it's a world full of anger
It's a world full of pain
It's a world full of people
Lookin' for someone else to blame
But it don't make no difference
If it don't make no sense
'Cause the world goes on a changing
With or without our consent

It ain't no secret
Time took it's toll
I can't believe it
We're gettin' old

If one of us was angry
If one of us was sad
If one of us was guilty
It might not be that bad
If one of us was anything
We might know something more
But no one is nothing much
Of anything no more



Lyrics and nothing else... no reason for posting the lyrics, no theme to the lyrics, no sense, no nothing... just lyrics - reefdwella - 05-26-2003

Smashing Pumpkins
Disarm

Disarm you with a smile
And cut you like you want me to
Cut that little child
Inside of me and such a part of you
Ooh, the years burn
I used to be a little boy
So old in my shoes
And what I choose is my choice
What's a boy supposed to do?
The killer in me is the killer in you
My love
I send this smile over to you
Disarm you with a smile
And leave you like they left me here
To wither in denial
The bitterness of one who's left alone
Ooh, the years burn
Ooh, the years burn, burn, burn
I used to be a little boy
So old in my shoes
And what I choose is my voice
What's a boy supposed to do?
The killer in me is the killer in you
My love
I send this smile over to you
The killer in me is the killer in you
Send this smile over to you
The killer in me is the killer in you
Send this smile over to you
The killer in me is the killer in you
Send this smile over to you


Lyrics and nothing else... no reason for posting the lyrics, no theme to the lyrics, no sense, no nothing... just lyrics - Noellevious - 05-28-2003

The Night the Lights Went Out In Geogia
Vicki Lawrence

(Written by: Bobby Russell)

He was on his way home from Candletop
Been two weeks gone and he thought he'd stop
At Williams and have him a drink 'fore he went home to her
Andy Wolloe said Hello
And he said Hi, whats doin, Wo?
Seth, sit down, I got some bad news, its gonna hurt
He said Im your best friend and you know thats right
But your young bride aint home tonight
Since you been gone shes been seein that Amos boy, Seth
Well, he got mad n he saw red and Andy said Boy, dontcha lose your head
cause to tell ya the truth, I been with her myself

Thats the night that the lights went out in Georgia
Thats the night that they hung an innocent man
Well, dont trust your soul to no backwoods Southern lawyer
cause the judge in the towns got bloodstains on his hands

Well, Andy got scared and left the bar
Walkin on home cause he didnt live far
See, Andy didnt have many friends and hed just lost him one
Brother thought his wife musta left town
So he went home and finally found
The only thing Papa had left him, that was a gun

And he went off to Andys house
Askippin through the backwoods quiet as a mouse
Came upon some tracks too small for Andy to make
He looked through the screen at the back-porch door
And he saw Andy lyin on the floor
In a puddle of blood and he started to shake

Well, the Georgia Patrol was amakin their rounds
So he fired a shot just to flag em down
And a big-bellied sheriff got his gun and said whydya do it?
And the judge said Guilty in a make-believe trial
And slapped the sheriff on the back with a smile
Said suppers waitin at home and I gotta get to it

Thats the night that the lights went out in Georgia
Thats the night that they hung an innocent man
Well, dont trust your soul to no backwoods Southern lawyer
cause the judge in the towns got bloodstains on his hands

Well, they hung my brother before I could say
The tracks he saw while on his way
To Andys house and back that night were mine
And his cheatin wife had never left town
And thats one body thatll never be found
See, little sister dont miss when she aims her gun

Thats the night that the lights went out in Georgia, oh-oh-aah
Thats the night that they hung an innocent man, ah-huh-unh
Well, dont trust your soul to no backwoods Southern lawyer

cause the judge in the towns got bloodstains on his hands


Lyrics and nothing else... no reason for posting the lyrics, no theme to the lyrics, no sense, no nothing... just lyrics - GreasyItalianPrincess - 05-29-2003

<b>TOOL</b>
Eulogy

He had alot to say.
He had alot of nothing to say.
We'll miss him.

So long.
We wish you well.
You told us how you weren't afraid to die.
Well then, so long.
Don't cry.
Or feel too down.
Not all martyrs see divinity.
But at least you tried.

Standing above the crowd,
He had a voice that was strong and loud.
We'll miss him.
<b>Ranting and pointing his finger
At everything but his heart.</b>
We'll miss him.

No way to recall
What it was that you had said to me,
Like I care at all.

So loud.
You sure could yell.
You took a stand on every little thing
And so loud.

Standing above the crowd,
He had a voice so strong and loud and I
Swallowed his facade cuz I'm so
Eager to identify with
Someone above the ground,
Someone who seemed to feel the same,
Someone prepared to lead the way, with
Someone who would die for me.

Will you? Will you now?
Would you die for me?
Don't you fuckin lie.

Don't you step out of line.
Don't you fuckin lie.

You've claimed all this time that you would die for me.
Why then are you so surprised to hear your own eulogy?

You had alot to say.
You had alot of nothing to say.

<b>Come down.
Get off your fuckin cross.</b>
We need the fuckin space to nail the next fool martyr.

To ascend you must die.
You must be crucified
For your sins and your lies.
Goodbye...