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I think the pain we cause to each other in this world is more than enough. We don´t need anymore. Lyrics are like poetry. What am I saying... it is poetry. So everyone gives a different explanation. I liked the part "I crawl in my black box to hide I welcome misery with pride"
I like people who manage to get on with pride when everything goes wrong. And I usually hide when I am in pain (not in a black box though <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/biggrin.gif" alt="" />) because I don´t want others to see.
I like to think it as a love song. So don´t worry dearest. It is only a lovely song <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/winkwink.gif" alt="" />
You can have my absence of faith you can have my everything...
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...that´s why I added the smilies Luc! ...Such a tragic love... <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/winkwink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/biggrin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/delight.gif" alt="" />
Concerning love songs:
Quietly by the "Guano Apes"
quietly explodes your love your insecurity is so soft to me I can´t let you breathe in we are falling into us I see you dying in my arms
Just let it all go you´re left - so am I Just let it all go We leave all inside
quietly we arrive my insecurity is so soft to you You can´t let me breathe in we are falling into deep I´m dying in your open mouth
Just let it all go you´re left - so am I Just let it all go We leave all inside
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live and let die!
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I know Bernhard. <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Well I like tragedy in my life... It is like sault and pepper. But I don´t like to see tragedies that other people live. I suffer for/with them. This is the pain mentioned to my previous song... And I live with it every day.
Btw very nice song. Must search for it <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/winkwink.gif" alt="" />
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Song Title: Just A Little Bit Of Peace In My Heart By: Golden Earring
Lyrics (G.Kooymans - Dayglow music)
The rainbow hides no treasure oh believe me it's not true and there ain't no mixture that will give you back your youth No mystic machine that makes the sand turn to gold Like there ain't no magic word that holds you back from getting old
I catch a branch and I break it in my hands Like you broke my heart oh I still can't understand No mysterious mixture can heal the wound you've made Only time will bring peace to meand now I just hate
Oh I'll break up and I give it all up No more lies, no more rainbow treasures No more fairytales, no more games for me It's my life, my life, a pleasure
There's just a little bit of peace in my heart There's just a little bit of happiness I'll part
I catch a branch and I break it in my hands Like you broke my heart oh I still can't understand No mysterious mixture can heal the wound you've made Only time will bring peace to me and now I just hate
Oh I'll break up and I give it all up No more lies, no more rainbow treasures No more fairytales, no more games for me It's my life, my life, a pleasure
There's just a little bit of peace in my heart There's just a little bit of happiness I'll part
The time rolls by, the days go by When will I learn to stop wondering why Despairing I'm going down on my knees I'm begging, begging, begging, oh please
There's just a little bit of peace in my heart There's just a little bit of happiness I'll part
Golden Earring - The Devil Made Me Do It Lyrics
All set court's in session This judge got no compassion Witness show me your right hand I swear nothin' but the truth now
I was allright till she came along I was allright then it all went wrong
The devil made me do it It was an act of a man possesed now Yeah, the devil made me do it Your honour I am innocent
D.A.'s got a mighty strong case Lawman saw the whole thing Confess I stole that furcoat Confess I stole a BMW Confess I was only tryin' to keep my baby satisfied [nocando] that's the truth now [nocando] so help me God
I was allright till she came along I was allright then it all went wrong
The devil made me do it It was an act of a man possesed now Yeah, the devil made me do it Your honour I am innocent, I'm innocent
Seen her slide out of her neglige Her skin was hot touch intoxicating And if you were me you would have done the same So spare me the gutter Save me from the ball and chain
The devil made me do it It was an act of a man possesed now Yeah, the devil made me do it Your honour I am innocent, I am innocent
I was allright till she came along I was allright then it all went wrong
The devil made me do it I said the devil made me do it The devil made me do it Devil made me do it, yeah I stole a car just for my baby I robbed a bank just for my baby I stole a diamond ring just for my baby I stole a cookoo doll for my baby The devil made me do it I said the devil made me do it The devil made me do it Devil made me do it Devil made me do it
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Good Lyrics Luc! <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/up.gif" alt="" />
System of a Down. I'd like to put up more but they have a LOT of [nocando]'s in them!
BOOM!
I've been walking through your streets, Where all your money's earning, Where all your building's crying And clueless neckties working, Revolving fake lawn houses, Housing all your fears, Desensitized by TV, Overbearing advertising, God of consumerism, And all your crooked pictures Looking good, mirrorism, Filtering information, For the public eye, Designed for profiteering, Your neighbor, what a guy.
BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, Every time you drop the bomb, You kill the god your child has born, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM.
Modern globalization, Coupled with condemnations, Unnecessary death, Matador corporations, Puppeting your frustrations, With the blinded flag, Manufacturing consent, Is the name of the game, The bottom line is money, Nobody gives a f*ck. 4000 hungry children leave us per hour, From starvation, While billions are spent on bombs, Creating death showers.
BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, Every time you drop the bomb, You kill the god your child has born, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM BOOM/BOOM/BOOM/BOOM/BOOM/BOOM/BOOM
Why, why, why, why must we kill, kill, kill, kill Our own, own, own, own kind...
BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, Every time you drop the bomb, You kill the god your child has born, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM BOOM/BOOM/BOOM/BOOM/BOOM/BOOM/BOOM Every time you drop the bomb.
Plus there are some tunes that just make no sense whatsoever..... <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/silly.gif" alt="" />
BOUNCE
Jump, Bounce, Down, Up
I went out on a date, With a girl, a bit late, She had so many friends, Gliding through many hands. I brought my pogo stick, Just to show her a trick, She had so many friends, Gliding through many hands.
Jump Pogo?.. Bounce Pogo, Down Pogo, Up Pogo
Unannounced twister games, All players with no names, They lined up double quick, But just one pogo stick, Everyone gets to play, Runaway, expose', It was so exotic, But just one pogo stick.
Jump Pogo?.. Bounce Pogo, Down Pogo, Up Pogo
Oh, I like to spread you out, Touching whoever's behind
Jump Pogo?.. Bounce Pogo, Down Pogo, Up Pogo
WHUT? <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/delight.gif" alt="" />
" Road rage, air rage. Why should I be forced to divide my rage into seperate categories? To me, it's just one big, all-around, everyday rage. I don't have time for distinctions. I'm too busy screaming at people. " -George Carlin
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Good choices you made there Womble <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/up.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/wave.gif" alt="" />
You can have my absence of faith you can have my everything...
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~Time Enough~ Mesh
"More and more, our ordinary perception has been speeded up" "One, two, one, two, one, two, one, two One, two, one, two, one (one) two (two) one (one) two (two)"
You didn't listen at the wall And you didn't listen to the way things fall And you didn't want to take the risk But you didn't dream of ending up like this So give it up You couldn't face them on your own And you couldn't make it past the final zone You wouldn't take a hand or talk with me You wouldn't take my sympathy So you lost it all Yes, you lost it all "There I was, driving along thinking how empty, lonesome, and bland my life had become" You wouldn't take my aching hands And you wouldn't talk about the things we planned The only one to hold you up was me But all you do was shut your eyes and count to three One two, one two, one two three "Is this not living life to its fullest?" You just don't think there's Time enough to say enough to be enough to earn enough to Hate enough to learn enough to do enough for me You always played it by the rules Suffering in silence with the other fools The only one to stay with you was me Counting out the years like it's A B C A, B, A B C You couldn't face 'em on your own And you couldn't make it past the final zone You wouldn't take a hand or talk with me You wouldn't take my sympathy So you lost it all Yes, you lost it all You just don't think there's Time enough to say enough to be enough to earn enough to Hate enough to learn enough to do enough for me (You just don't think there's) Time enough to say enough to be enough to earn enough to (You just don't think there's time) Hate enough to learn enough to do enough for me (You just don't think there's time) Time enough to say enough to be enough to earn enough to (You just don't think there's time) Hate enough to learn enough to do enough for me
You can have my absence of faith you can have my everything...
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I think those great guys are from Belgium <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/winkwink.gif" alt="" />
~Nineties~ Star Industry
From the album "Iron Dust Crush" We talk about the poor how they cry for more But our luxury web don't give a [nocando] about that Aha aaha And those ages think about those generous kings It's a laughing disease that makes them please Aha aaha
So open your eyes and see These are the nineties, nineties Open your mind and feel This is the twentieth century
The chemical mist shall kill and twist But our last patrol shall save it all Aha aaha It's money that talks like a stoned whore But she sticks you in the back if you want to snap Aha aaha
So open your eyes and see These are the nineties, nineties Open your mind and feel This is the twentieth century
You can have my absence of faith you can have my everything...
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Welcome to space radio - Toy
lonely space rays dancing on the sun sparkling colours in the air fire on the run low-fied gated sounds tuning in my ears future solution I fight against my fears
low noise solid sounds burning inside out pumping beats in the air music´s much too loud phaseshifted melodies turning upside down final conclusion I´m king without a crown
fragile sinewaves flowing in my ears dancing people everywhere noisy sounds so clear white pink coloured noise kissing Britney Spears basic tension I can subdue my fears
new age soundscapes saturate the air smiling faces everywhere disco´s like a fair hi-frequnt melodies bass is pumping loud perfekt harmony in that dancing crowd
welcome to space radio ...
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sad girls por vida by pretty girls make graves
Waiting, wondering, While trying to own up, if I find the words, Apologies are useless without An address to send them to Waiting, wondering, How long you could be missing from my life Without a clue I've racked my brain about a hundred times a day I'm confused by everything, I've used my means, I'm still uncertain Now it boils down to one big question Are we separated by five states, two countries, Or the next town over? Sad girls for life Sad girls for life Sad girls for life Sad girls for life (I just want to say) I've racked my brain about a hundred times a day I'm confused by everything, I've used my means, I'm still uncertain Waiting, wondering I guess I'll keep my fingers Crossed till I can get an answer Sad girls for life Sad girls for life Sad girls for life Sad girls for life (I just want to say) (What's the last thing I said to you? Can't count on anyone but you) Wait, wait, wait, I'll wait here for you
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Camp Grenada
Hello muddah, hello faddah Here I am at Camp Granada Camp is very entertaining And they say we'll have some fun if it stops raining.
I went hiking with Joe Spivy He developed poison ivy You remember Leonard Skinner He got ptomaine poisoning last night after dinner.
All the counselors hate the waiters And the lake has alligators And the head coach wants no sissies So he reads to us from something called Ulysses.
How I don't want this should scare ya But my bunkmate has malaria You remember Jeffrey Hardy They're about to organize a searching party.
Take me home, oh muddah, faddah Take me home, I hate Granada Don't leave me out in the forest where I might get eaten by a bear. Take me home I promise I will not make noise Or mess the house with other boys. Oh please don't make me stay I've been here one whole day.
Dearest faddah, darling muddah, How's my precious little bruddah Let me come home, if you miss me I would even let Aunt Bertha hug and kiss me.
Wait a minute, it's stopped hailing. Guys are swimming, guys are sailing Playing baseball, gee that's better Muddah, faddah kindly disregard this letter.
Not in the mood for cheese? That excuse has more holes than a slice this fine Gorgombert!
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THE JACK ACDC
She gave me the Queen She gave me the King She was wheelin' and dealin' Just doin' her thing She was holdin' a pair But I had to try Her Deuce was wild But my Ace was high But how was I to know That she'd been dealt with before Said she'd never had a Full House But I should have known From the tattoo on her left leg And the garter on her right She'd have the card to bring me down If she played it right
She's got the jack, she's got the jack She's got the jack, she's got the jack She's got the jack, she's got the jack She's got the jack, she's got the jack She's got the jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack She's got the jack
Poker face was her name Poker face was her nature Poker straight was her game If she knew she could get you She played 'em fast And she played 'em hard She could close her eyes And feel every card But how was I to know That she'd been shuffled before Said she'd never had a Royal Flush But I should have known That all the cards were comin' From the bottom of the pack And if I'd known what she was dealin' out I'd have dealt it back
She's got the jack, she's got the jack She's got the jack, and who knows what else? She's got the jack, yeah, yeah She's got the jack, she's got the jack She's got the jack, she's got the jack She's got the jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack She's got the jack
She's got the jack, she's got the jack, Ooh, It was a bad deal, (Jack) She gave me the (Jack), hey She's got the (Jack), she's got the (Jack) She's got the (Jack), ooh can't you tell She's got the (Jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack) (She's got the jack, she's got the Jack) She's got the jack, she's got the Jack She's got the jack, you never know! She's got the jack, she's got the jack She's got the jack She's got the jack, and it hurts! (She's got the jack) She's got the jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack She's got the jack Aaaaaah!
Oooooh! Thank you, thank you, thank you people, thank you, thank you I'm glad you like the show, yes, thank you very much folks. Goodnight and God bless!
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"I crawl in my black box to hide I welcome misery with pride" i dont understand why people would want to listen to music where the lyrics are depressing and where the singer just moans about his pitiful life. alot of (not all) the chosen lyrics on this thread are depressing, how miserable. try and lighten it up a bit. what we need here is a bit of hip hop lyrics from the band NWA, although they be seen as racist when quoted by a white-boy.
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i dont understand why people would want to listen to music where the lyrics are depressing and where the singer just moans about his pitiful life. It is surprising but when you are depressed or not in a good mood listening to very sad music makes you feel better. You think : "Life is not so bad, other people can live worse things." alot of (not all) the chosen lyrics on this thread are depressing, how miserable. try and lighten it up a bit. You can add your favourite lyrics in this thread. what we need here is a bit of hip hop lyrics from the band NWA, although they be seen as racist when quoted by a white-boy. Racist music can't be welcome in these boards. Barta
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the music isnt racist it just would be if i said it. if you know what i mean.
you may not have heard any rap music.
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you may not have heard any rap music. Of course i know rap music and hip hop. But i only know french rap music. If you understand french i can send the lyrics of some songs. Barta
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i know a bit of french......
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Although I don't like Rap Music, I acknowledge that this is w way of expressing things.
From 1983 to 1992 I had my own"projects" running, which consisted of improvising "music" and singing my own lyrics to this meanwhile recording this stuff on simply audio cassette players. Very amateuristic, so to say. <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/biggrin.gif" alt="" /> Another part (which developed later) simply consisting of reciting my own poems, without anything in the background and recording it. To me, that's a pre-state of rap music.
I see that Rap is just a way of expressing things through lyrics. As that, I would have fun doing so, but not in the way rap music is normally made (I use normally free verse, for example, and often no rhyming).
When you find a big kettle of crazy, it's best not to stir it. --Dilbert cartoon
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Diam's is a rap female singer. In this song she is talking to a girl who is looking at her boyfriend. And she is not nice with the girl. The lyrics are more agressive than depressive !
Diam's Dj 2003
Laisse-moi kiffer la vibe avec mon mec J'ai pas de temps à perdre dans des prises de tête Pourquoi tu m'observes, pourquoi tu me regardes ? Tu veux mon mec ou quoi ? j'te mets en garde, On touche pas à ça, on baisse les yeux T'as cru t'avais du style dans ton peau de pêche bleu
Mais meuf j'ai le même, on a toutes le même Car on va toutes se ruiner chez H&M J'sais que je suis pas une bombe latine Ni que je suis pas une blonde platine J'sais que tu veux pas que j't'égratigne Tu galères ? bein viens j'te présente le DJ derrière les platines
J'sais que j'suis pas une bombe latine Ni une blonde platine, DJ! {x2}
{Refrain: x2} Laisse-moi kiffer la vibes avec mon mec (hin hin) J'suis pas d'humeur à ce qu'on me prenne la tête (laisse-moi kiffer) J'ai mes soucis donc s'il-te-plaît arrête (hin hin) Laisse-moi kiffer la vibes avec ceux que j'aime (non non non non)
J'suis pas d'humeur à ce qu'on me saoule, DJ Y a de la foule donc mets-nous un son d'fou Pourquoi tu fais genre, j'te vois venir Avec tes belles jambes tu te crois tout permis Mais baisse les yeux, trouve-toi un autre mec c'est mieux Laisse tomber le mien sérieux
Rien que tu ris, rien que tu teases Rien qu' tu te prends pour Alicia Keys Y a trop de coquines, trop de pâles copies De stars qui se la pêtent entre copines Trop de minettes qui veulent se faire remarquer Trop de fillettes qui font les belles à peine débarquées
Moi, J'sais que j'suis pas une bombe latine Ni une blonde platine, DJ! {x2}
{au Refrain, x2}
J'suis pas d'humeur à ce qu'on me prenne la tête non Ni d'humeur à ce qu'on drague mon mec Tu connais ni mon histoire ni mes problèmes Cherche-toi un motard ou un mec open Fais pas le mannequin, J'imagine déjà la tête que tu dois avoir le matin
Donc reste sage, ne me teste pas Laisse-moi kiffer la vibe ne me stresse pas Tu fais la meuf "in", Mais nous on le sait que t'as pompé ton style sur Beyoncé J'suis pas une bombe latine Mais moi le DJ passe mon vinyl sur ses platines
J'sais que j'suis pas une bombe latine, Ni une blonde platine, DJ! {x2}
{au Refrain, x6}
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i posted atmosphere. thats hip hop...
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