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@ Seth
You mean more songs from the offspring or something else? <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/think.gif" alt="" />

You always this fast?
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I ment offspring.
They have a few more good songs.
But it's ok.
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Magical Tevor 2

and hes back
and hes got new tricks
magical trevor is 10 times as slick
as the last time
the last tme hes'sorin
now you can see why were reall adorin

you might think
that you would be sick
sawin' a pigeon in half with a stick
look at the pigeon
now its in two
oh my
its rear end is having a poo

look at the mess
in aisle 2
aisle 2
thats the place where he saw the ragu
there's so much and

hes back
and now hes got new tricks
magical...

Sonata Arctica - Broken

I was raised from a broken seed,
I grew up to be an unwanted weed
Ever faster the time exceeds me,
Little harder again to remember…you.

Held a torch for you, when lightning stroke me,
Once again, hope I died for the last time
Only one I have a thing greater than you,
Little light on the sky every night

Morning dew on the field, where I met you
I was frozen a year, couldn´t get through
Got a sign, not a scar, on my shoulder,
I am not quite the man you take me for…

Fell in love with the weekness within me
Force me the Ring and own me
Guess you found what you´d think would oblige me,
Little version of me to consume you…

I´d give my everything to you, follow you thru the garden of oblivion
If only I could tell you everything, the little things you´ll never
dare to ask me…

Do you really know me?…I might be a God
Show me that you care and have a cry
How do you see me?…as the one?
Can you see my blood when I´m bleeding
How can you love this exile, and how could I desire you
When my pain is my pain and yours is too…

On this deadwinter´s night
Darkness becomes this child
Bless this night with a tear
For I have none I fear…

Seven lifes of a man, passed before me
Seven graves, one for every Love I´ve had
Only once I have broken my so called heart
Only one made me see why they cry

Will I learn how to be one of you someday?
Will I still feel the eyes that behold me
Will I hear what you think, when you see me?
Will it tear me apart if you feel for me…

I´d give my everything to you, follow you thru the garden of oblivion
If only I could tell you everything, the little things you´ll never
dare to ask me…

Do you really know me?…I might be a God
Show me that you care and have a cry
How do you see me?…as the one?
Can you see my blood when I´m bleeding
How can you love this exile, and how could I desire you
When my pain is my pain and yours is too…

On this deadwinter´s night
Darkness becomes this child
Bless this night with a tear
For I have none I fear…

Little broken, always been, a part of you belongs to me
You were never mine to love, but this all has made it easy for me…

Burning feathers, not an Angel, Heaven´s closed, Hell´s soldout
So I walk on the Earth, behind the curtains, hidden from everyone,
Until I find a new life to ruin again…

On this deadwinter´s night
Darkness becomes this child
Bless this night with a tear
For I have none I fear…

What's Up

by Linda Perry

Twenty-five years and my life is still
Trying to get up the great big hill of hope
For a destination

I realized quickly when I knew I should
That the world was never this brotherhood of man
For whatever that means

And so I cry sometimes
When I'm lying in bed Just to get it all out
What's in my head
And I, I am feeling a little peculiar.

And so I wake in the morning
And I step outside
And I take a deep breath and I get real high
And I scream at the top of my lungs
What's going on?

And I say: HEY! yeah yeaaah, HEY yeah yea
I said hey, what's going on?

And I say: HEY! yeah yeaaah, HEY yeah yea
I said hey, what's going on?

ooh, ooh ooh

and I try, oh my god do I try
I try all the time, in these institutions

And I pray, oh my god do I pray
I pray every single day
For a revolution.

And so I cry sometimes
When I'm lying bed
Just to get it all out
What's in my head
And I, I am feeling a little peculiar
And so I wake in the morning
And I step outside
And I take a deep breath and I get real high
And I scream at the top of my lungs
What's going on?
And I say, hey hey hey hey
I said hey, what's going on?

Twenty-five years and my life is still
Trying to get up that great big hill of hope
for a destination

CORAÇÃO SELVAGEM

Para onde vai um coração selvagem?
Segue buscando a liberdade
em cada palmo desse chão
leva consigo na viagem
um sentimento, uma vontade
e a força bruta da paixão
Segue o seu caminho
por chuvas, temporais
por grutas e cristais
vento frio, vendavais
hoje o mundo amanheceu selvagem
preso por um fio
na força de um tufão

Do que que é feito um coração selvagem?
Nasce na busca de verdade
e na procura de razzão
leva no peito uma coragem
o azul depois da tempestrade
e a alegria da conção
nesse mundo estranho
o tempo tão veloz
não cala sua voz
luzes, rios, sons, faróis
hoje o mundo amanheceu selvagem
como um desafio

sung & written by Joyce, music arranged by Yoko Kanno
featured in Wolf's Rain anime series

Not so much as favorite lyrics,
but has anyone paid attention to the lyrics of 'Diary of Dreams'?


Diary of Dreams - The curse

Plastic needles in my skin
Don't ask me what they're for
no clue except for pain and shock
You tied me to the bed to mock

My eyelids kept wide open
so I can see all that you do
All this liquid in my eyes
Come inside my world, friend, if you dare... the curse

It's cold, I shiver while I sweat
room without a glimpse of sunlight
my head is shaved, my body bruised
Can't feel my fingers, everything is numb... the curse

Your reality is twisted
It seems you just don't notice
that all you do to me
can never touch me mentally,

but you can do all this to me
It's not like it would matter
Much worse than, so much worse than that
I can't get you out of my head

Where is that strong human will now?
guess there are things you can't escape from...
I don't know, but something isn't right here...
I guess what you expect from me is fear... the curse

I stare... but there is nothing I can see
God knows, with only one hand I could...
your giggles reach me from next door
I wonder what is this all for?... the curse

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Depricated but still good:

SILVERCHAIR - Anthem For The Year 2000 Lyrics

We are the youth
We'll take your fascism away
We are the youth
Apologise for another day
We are the youth
And politicians are so sure
We are the youth
And we are knocking on death's door
Never knew we were living in a world
With a mind that could be so sure
Never knew we were living in a world
With a mind that could be so small
Never knew we were living in a world
And the world is an open court
Maybe we don't want to live in a world
Where innocence is so short
We'll make it up to you
in the year 2000 with...

Never knew we were living in a world
With a mind that could be so sure
Never knew we were living in a world
With a mind that could be so small
Never knew we were living in a world
And the world is an open court
Maybe we don't want to live in a world
Where innocence is so short

We'll make it up to you
In the year 2000
Build it up for you
In the year 2000
Make it up to you
In the year 2000
Build it up for you
In the year 2000 with you

Never knew we were living in a world
With a world that could be so sure
Never knew we were living in a world
With a mind that could be so small
Never knew we were living in a world
And the world is an open court
Maybe we don't want to live in a world
World who cares at all

We'll make it up to you
In the year 2000
Build it up for you
In the year 2000
Make it hard for you
In the year 2000
Build it up for you
In the year 2000
Make it hard for you
In the year 2000
Build it up for you
In the year 2000 with you

strangers

We've found a kind of paradise in a flowers bloom.
We've seen the end of a mystic land so close it meets the parting sun.
We've shared the thoughts that two could share, we feel the truth magic that we
send...

Searching for something new
Isle of Gold in flowers bloom

We've heard a kind of paradise beyond the deserts dunes.
we've walked the earth in solitude, so cold we need the warmth of sun.
we've lived the life that we could live, we see the truth magic that
begins...

Searching for something new
Isle of Gold in flowers bloom

We've found a kind of paradise, below a sky so new.
We've weaved a web of mystery so wide, we need the light of day.
We've worn the cloak of secret lives, we've seen the truth, magic that we
send...

Searching for something new
Isle of Gold in flowers bloom

so when will it end?
so when, when will we meet, my friend?

words & performance: raj ramayya
from Wolf's Rain OST

Spongebob Squarepants

Who lives in a pinneapple under the sea?
(Spongebob! Squarepants!)
Absobant and yellow and pourous is he?
(Spongebob! Squarepants!)
Who's nautical nonsense be something you wish?
(Spongebob! Squarepants!)
So drop on the deck snd flop like a fish!
(Spongebob! Squarepants!)
Ready?
(Spongebob! Squarepants!)
(Spongebob! Squarepants!)
(Spongebob! Squarepants!)
(Spongebob...... Squarepants!)
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silly cartoon ..... but fun! my young cousins & nephews & nieces love it! <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/up.gif" alt="" />

Just admit it, Janggut, you love that cartoon to <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/biggrin.gif" alt="" />
For you, hihi

Judas Priest - You Don't Have To Be Old To Be Wise

I've had enough of being programmed
And told what I oughta do
Let's get one thing straight
I'll choose my fate
It's got nothing to do with you

The years are flying by
And it's time I got high
Took a sample of the good things in life
This is the chance i'm gonna take
Gonna kick out trouble and strife

I've grown sick and tired of the same old lies
Might look a little young
So what's wrong
You don't have to be old to be wise

Now I don't care if the people stare
And accuse me of going mad
Just get a long hard look into the mirror
Then tell me who's been had

The way things are going
I won't get a show in
Don't seem a lot of time
Not to me

So it's off with the ties
No compromise
What it takes
What it's like to be free

I've grown sick and tired of the same old lies
Might look a little young
So what's wrong
You don't have to be old to be wise

Solo

All right i'm down on the reins
Holding the rope
Live and let live from now on

And as the free hand
Alone a free man
I got a world of my own
I go as I please
Fend for myself
Bull out all the stops
Throw the dice

Out on my own
Gonna go it alone
When I need it i'll ask for advice

You don't have to be old to be wise

@ Seth
Zeg, is dat uw manier om te zeggen dat gij heel slim zijt en toch niet oud?? <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/biggrin.gif" alt="" />

That's been up before.
The elder members here know I'm a couple of hundred years old.

I just like the song and the (if you want to see one) message in the words.

In honour of Bush visit in Belgium:

BOUDEWIJN DE GROOT :
WELTERUSTEN, MIJNHEER DE PRESIDENT


Mijnheer de president, welterusten.
Slaap maar lekker in je mooie witte huis.
Denk maar niet te veel aan al die verre kusten
waar uw jongens zitten, eenzaam, ver van thuis.
Denk vooral niet aan die zesenveertig doden,
die vergissing laatst met dat bombardement.
En vergeet het vierde van die tien geboden
die u als goed christen zeker kent.

Denk maar niet aan al die jonge frontsoldaten
eenzaam stervend in de verre tropennacht.
Laat die weke pacifistenkliek maar praten,
mijnheer de president, slaap zacht.

Droom maar van de overwinning en de zege,
droom maar van uw mooie vredesideaal
dat nog nooit door bloedig moorden is verkregen,
droom maar dat het u wel lukken zal dit maal.
Denk maar niet aan al die mensen die verrekken,
hoeveel vrouwen, hoeveel kinderen zijn vermoord.
Droom maar dat u aan het langste eind zult trekken
en geloof van al die tegenstand geen woord.

Bajonetten met bloedige gevesten
houden ver van hier op uw bevel de wacht
voor de glorie en de eer van het vrije westen.
Mijnheer de president, slaap zacht.

Schrik maar niet te erg wanneer u in uw dromen
al die schuldeloze slachtoffers ziet staan
die daarginds bij het gevecht zijn omgekomen
en u vragen hoe lang dit nog zo moet gaan.
En u zult toch ook zo langzaamaan wel weten
dat er mensen zijn die ziek zijn van geweld,
die het bloed en de ellende niet vergeten
en voor wie nog steeds een mensenleven telt.

Droom maar niet te veel van al die dode mensen,
droom maar fijn van overwinning en van macht.
Denk maar niet aan al die vredeswensen.
Mijnheer de president, slaap zacht.

Whats the gist?

@ Seth
Gij verstaat ne mens, he!! <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/up.gif" alt="" />

gist is the dutch word for yeast.
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What did you mean, Lews?
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Doh.

Whats the main idea?