[Lyrics] Your favourite song of the day (Lyrics please!)

[Eulonima]

He had alot to say.
He had alot of nothing to say.
Well miss him.
Were gonna miss him

So long.
We wish you well.
You told us how you werent afraid to die.
Well then, so long.
Dont 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.
Well miss him. (2x)
Ranting and pointing his finger
At everything but his heart.
Well miss him. (2x)
Were gonna miss him

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

But it was 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 Im 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?
Dont you fuckin lie.

Dont you step out of line.
Dont you fuckin lie.

Youve claimed all this time that you would die for me.
Why then are you so surprised when you hear your own eulogy?

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

Come down.
Get off your fuckin cross.
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...

[caitlinjae]

[Bunnylingus]

All I can say is that my life is pretty plain
I like watchin' the puddles gather rain

And all I can do is just pour some tea for two
An speak my point of view
But it's not sane, it's not sane

I just want someone to say to me oh, oh, oh, oh
I'll always be there when you wake yea, yea
Ya know I'd like to keep my cheeks dry today, hey
So stay with me and I'll have it made

And I don't understand why I sleep all day
And I start to complain that there's no rain

And all I can do is read a book to stay awake
And it rips my life away, but it's a great escape
Escape......escape......escape......

All I can say is that my life is pretty plain
You don't like my point of view
Then I'm insane
Its not sane... Its not sane

I just want someone to say to me oh, oh, oh, oh
I'll always be there when you wake yea, yea
Ya know I'd like to keep my cheeks dry today, hey
So stay with me and I'll have it made

ill have it made(you know im gonna)
ill have it made(you know im gonna)
ill have it made(you know im gonna)

(I'll have it made
I'll have it made
You know we're really gonna, really gonna have it made
Gonna have it made
ahhh,ahhh, ahhh, ahhh)

[Kirsten]

On a warm summers evenin' on a train bound for nowhere,
I met up with the gambler; we were both too tired to sleep.
So we took turns a starin' out the window, at the darkness
'til boredom overtook us, and he began to speak.


He said, "Son, I've made a life out of reading peoples faces,
And knowing what their cards were, by the way they held their eyes.
So if you don’t mind my saying, I can see you're out of aces.
For a taste of your whiskey, I'll give you some advice".


So I handed him my bottle and he drank down my last swallow.
Then he bummed a cigarette and asked me for a light.
And the night got deathly quiet, and his face lost all expression.
Said, "if you're gonna play the game, boy,
- ya gotta learn to play it right".


You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em,
Know when to walk away, and know when to run.
You never count your money when you're sitting at the table.
There'll be time enough for countin, when the dealin's done.


Now every gambler knows that the secret to surviving
Is knowing what to throw away, and knowing what to keep.
'cause every hand's a winner, and every hand's a loser,
And the best that you can hope for is to die in your sleep.


So when he'd finished speaking, he turned back towards the window,
Crushed out his cigarette and faded off to sleep.
And somewhere in the darkness the gambler, he broke even.
But in his final words, I found an ace that I could keep.


You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em,
Know when to walk away, and know when to run.
You never count your money when you're sittin' at the table.
There'll be time enough for counting, when the dealin's done.

[Jenpot]

I challenge you to sit still while this song is on. Video proof required.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X0eso4ARXzk

The lyrics are rubbish, no point posting them.

[DoNotResus]

these snippet from track 2 on the new Frank Turner album have been i nmy head for days

"We sing love songs in C, we do politics in G, we sing songs about our friends in Em"

and also

"there's no such thing as rock stars, just people who play music, some of them are just like us,. but most of them are dicks"

[alice_in_a_maze]

Shut Up Bitch - Lil' Kim


I heard she mad rich, I heard she dead broke
I heard she sniffin' coke - SHUT UP BITCH!!!!
Ayo Kim can spit, man she don't write her shit
Nah Biggie wrote her shit - SHUT UP BITCH!!!!
I heard she goin to jail, I heard she out on bail
She done fucked up now - SHUT UP BITCH!!!!
Why she got her nosed fixed, why she got bigger tits
Why is y'all on my shit damn - SHUT UP BITCH!!!!

Everybody talkin', all these haters hawkin'
Paparazzi stalkin' takin' pictures while I'm walkin'
Damn can't a bitch breathe, gimmie room please
I'm in the paper e'ry day if I piss or sneeze
I used to ride in a rental Lebaron
Now you can catch me in the SLR Mercedes McLaren (Hey Kim what up)
Gotta put the doors up, haters pick ya jaws up
I'm in the Trump International, 30 floors up (so high)
You ain't payin' my bills, so you ain't sayin' nothin'
Ain't keepin' it real then you need to stop frontin'
You say you got this but we don't see nothin'
And people if you feel me get this ho shit jumpin'
(Get it jumpin' bitch)
Used to talk about the way I wore my clothes
Now every chick look like Lil' Kim in they videos
Now don't come around here with that Wendy Williams shit
Get yo facts straight or shut up bitch

I heard she mad rich, I heard she dead broke
I heard she sniffin' coke - SHUT UP BITCH!!!!
Ayo Kim can spit, man she don't write her shit
Nah Biggie wrote her shit - SHUT UP BITCH!!!!
I heard she goin to jail, I heard she out on bail
She done fucked up now - SHUT UP BITCH!!!!
Why she get her nosed fixed, why she got bigger tits
Why don't y'all get off her shit - SHUT UP BITCH!!!!

I hate that people starin' 'cause this chick stay appearin'
In somethin' made with german enginerin', rack-n-pinion stearin'
Homes with french doors and heated marble floors
Whores heated 'cause Momma back and hotter than before
Big bank, hold rank like the late Frank
I does what you can't, I'm everythin' that you ain't
I'm La Bella Don, the biggest bitch in the biz
So dont hate me nigga, it is what it is
You ain't payin' my bills, so you ain't sayin' nothin'
Ain't keepin' it real then you need to stop frontin'
You say you got this but we don't see nothin'
And people if you feel me get this ho shit jumpin'
So don't believe e'rythin' you hear
Just like a q-tip, niggaz be all in ya ear, 365 days of the year
Shit I done heard it all throughout my career (what they say?)

I heard she mad rich, I heard she dead broke
I heard she sniffin' coke - SHUT UP BITCH!!!!
Ayo Kim can spit, man she don't write her shit
Nah Biggie wrote her shit - SHUT UP BITCH!!!!
I heard she goin to jail, I heard she out on bail
She done fucked up now - SHUT UP BITCH!!!!
Why she get her nosed fixed, why she got bigger tits
Damn y'all stay on her shit - SHUT UP BITCH!!!!

I just keep climbing up the ladder, y'all never stop my swagger
All this petty chitter-chatter only make my packets fatter
Some peoples jobs just to talk about Lil' Kim
Let's face it, I'm a way of life for all of them
Tabloid magazines rate worst and best dressed
They got some nerve when the ones who do the ratings look a mess
Star Jones don't like me, she cheap and I like the best
Damn, it must feel good to Payless
You ain't payin' my bills, so you ain't sayin' nothin'
Ain't keepin' it real then you need to stop frontin'
You say you got this but we don't see nothin'
And people if you feel me get this ho shit jumpin'
You know niggaz hate to see another nigga eat
Quick to put another niggaz business in the street
I wish they'd shut the fuck up, damn good grief
You know your mouth's a cage for your tongue if you just close your teeth

I heard she mad rich, I heard she dead broke
I heard she sniffin' coke - SHUT UP BITCH!!!!
Ayo Kim can spit, man she don't write her shit
Nah Biggie wrote her shit - SHUT UP BITCH!!!!
I heard she goin to jail, I heard she out on bail
She done fucked up now - SHUT UP BITCH!!!!
Why she get her nosed fixed, why she got bigger tits
Man get off my girl's shit - SHUT UP BITCH!!!!





Haha I know it's killin' you bitches, I know it's killin' you
She's back, oh my God
You had a voodoo doll and everything, worthless bitch
You just knew, 'Don't let her come back Jesus, please don't let her come back'
But she's back bitches
Haha, okay look, just, on the count of three
Stop focusing on her and think about you for a second
Now ain't that depressing, ain't it depressin'
See, that's why don't nobody talk about you
Ain't nothin' to talk about
Get yourself a hobby bitch, learn how to make a quilt or sumin'
Ha, is it really that you hate you?
That's what it is ain't it, just punch yourself in the mouth then bitch

[Eulonima]

I'll sow my seeds whith a metric grosse
No footsteps go beyond it
I'll eat the dirt
Where the rooster crows
Fresh rodeos, behold it
Check your pulse in your teardrops
Make you a cyclops
Breakin' the branches off your family tree
Did you act like a floofa
Don't you think I've had enough
Without looking at the filth of my ability
Your truly cause repeats its pulse
And makes your tears, if you needed too
Make me blow out my brain or I'll point it at you
While im thinking of you
But I'm hangin' tough!
Day, by, day, by, day, by, day, by
Day, by, day, by, day, by, day, by
Listen closer to your mother
You can hear an ocean roar
Sittin' quiet in the corner
Put another record on
God hates a coward, sonny
Got a date with your VCR
Watch another action movie
Dream of me
On the only piano
Wrote the fuckin' concerto
Shoot pool with your eyeballs, rack 'em up
Make a meal of your asshole
Gnaw on your fat soul
Dipping your heart in my vinegar
Like a million disappeared
Just how long did you think they would live
Prepare yourself, coming to defend
And if you ever want to be
Coming to kill, I'll never finish my plate
Or I'll burn it up
Day, by, day, by, day, by, day, by
Day, by, day, by, day, by, day, by

[Flump]

Sweet emotion
Sweet emotion

You talk about things that nobody cares
You're wearing out things that nobody wears
You're calling my name but you gotta make clear
I can't say baby where Ill be in a year

Some sweat hog mama with a face like a gent
Said my get up and go musta got up and went
Well I got good news, shes a real good liar
'cause the backstage boogie set your pants on fire

Sweet emotion
Sweet emotion

I pulled into town in a police car
Your daddy said I took it just a little to far
You're telling me things but your girlfriend lied
You can't catch me cause the rabbit gone died
Yes it is

You stand in the front just a shakin' your ass
I'll take you backstage, you can drink from my glass
I talk about something you can sure understand
'cause a month on the road an I'll be eating from your hand

Sweet Emotion
Sweet Emotion

[Posh]

Hot Stuff
When I see you on my TV screen
Hot Stuff
Oh you make me wanna cream my jeans
Hot shit
Oh boy I wish I was your man
Baby take good care in Afghanistan
Hot lips
When I see you on the battlefield
Hot tits
Oh girl I hope you don't get killed
Hot shit
Oh baby you just looks so good
But it looks like you're stuck in the wrong neighborhood

Hot Stuff
Hot Stuff Hot shit
You took a bite of my heart now I don't know what to do with it
Hot Stuff
Hot Stuff Hot shit
You highjacked my heart now I think I'm gonna throw a fit

Hot buns
In middle of a fire fight
Hot boobs
Hand grenades tearing up the night
Hot lips
You'll loose your heart to another man
Like a leader of a warring clan
Hot cakes
Let me know can I anticipate
Hot licks
To wine and dine you at a special date
Hot skin
Will you be back tell me yes or no
Get out of that war zone I need you so

Hot Stuff
Hot Stuff Hot shit
You took a bite of my heart now I don't know what to do with it
Hot Stuff
Hot Stuff Hot shit
You highjacked my heart now I think I'm gonna throw a fit

Hot Stuff
Hot Stuff Hot shit
You took a bite of my heart now I don't know what to do with it
Hot Stuff
Hot Stuff Hot shit
You highjacked my heart now I think I'm gonna throw a fit

Hot Stuff
Hot Stuff Hot shit

[Flump]

Pigs, they tend to wiggle when they walk
The infrastructure rots
And the owners hate the jocks
With their agents and their dates

If the signatures are checked
Youll just have to wait

And were counting up the instants that we save
Tired nation so depraved
From the cheap seats see us
Wave to the camera
It took a giant ramrod
To raze the demon settlement

But high-ho silver, ride
High-ho silver, ride

Take another ride to see me home
Listen to me! Im on the stereo stereo
Oh my baby baby baby baby babe
Gave me malaria hysteria

What about the voice of geddy lee
How did it get so high?
I wonder if he speaks like an ordinary guy?
(I know him and he does!)

And youre my fact-checkin cuz
(aww...)

Well focus on the quasar in the mist
The kaiser has a cyst
And Im a blank want list
The qualms you have and if they stick
They will drown you in a crick
In the neck of a woods
That was populated by
Tired nation on the fly
Everybody knows advice
That was give out for free
Lots of details to discern
Lots of details

But high-ho silver ride
High-ho silver ride
Takes another ride to make me
Oh, get off the air
Im on the stereo stereo
Oh my baby baby baby baby baby babe
Gave me malaria hysteria

[Eve Bulloch]

I wish I could live free
I hope it's not beyond me
Settling down it takes time
One day we'll live together
And life will be better
I have it here yeah in my mind
Baby, you know someday you'll slow grow

And baby, my heart's been breaking

I gave a lot to you
I take a lot from you too
You slave a lot for me
Guess you could say I gave you my edge

[Westy]

This is heavy long but the song and lyrics are just incredible.

Well on a cold Tuesday morning, I was walking into town,
Had my headphones blaring, didn't notice what was around,
I crossed the road, a car swerved and nearly ran me down,
Looked in the driver's seat, I swear to God it was Doc Brown,
He said "Are you Michael J Fox?" I said "No I'm Jonny Fox",
He said "Close enough, get inside,
I'm taking you with me to see another time,
A place you could only have dreamed in your mind,
An alternative reality situated just outside of Clapham,
So strap yourself in,
Cos where we're going you don't need roads,
To get to where punk never happened"

We landed in a concrete desert, rubble as far as the eye could see,
I says to Doc "Where we goin'?"
Doc says he's following me,
We found the only building in the city that was left standing,
It was my local venue,
I know cos I recognised the landing,
And there's a gig on tonight! This town ain't so bad,
I got everything I need, right here in this pad,
So I pulled out a bottle and took a heroic swig,
Made myself comfortable and got ready for the gig,

Well an hour after doors and there was still no-one there,
The soundman was on acid, the fucking long hair,
The bands never showed cos they didn't see the point,
When all the kids are at home still smoking a joint,
They won't go out and do nothing, not on your nelly,
They're just watching the telly and then feeding their belly,
Their parents listen to The Beatles, while they listen to Nirvana,
Cos Green Day and The Pistols, well they never heard either,

They got long sleeve T-shirts and they never shower,
They still believe in flower power,
The hippy dream's faded but they got nothing new,
So they wear flares and slippers and burn incense sticks too,
The kids would rather skate than go out and smash the state,
While their parents sit still and meditate,
Action's at a low when people just don't care,
They zoned out to their surroundings, the anger's not there,

And I'm stuck in this hippy, grunge reality,
Where the buildings are crumbling down from apathy,
They grab you at school when you've just turned 13,
And show you your brand new, life long routine,
You can sleep and work, and work and sleep,
So you can save up the money to buy a new jeep,
So you can sleep and work, and work and sleep,
Then sleep. Then work. Then work. Then sleep.

I pulled a fanzine out my back pocket, held it in my hands,
And watched the colours slowly fade away,
The words bled right off of the pages til it had nothing left to say,
I banged on the jukebox but it was useless,
It had no good records on,
Not even something weak like 'The Best Punk Album In The World Ever Volume 1',
Outside the windows, I saw the excavators coming to tear the place down,
No-one stopped them, for there is no community left in this town,
There's no-one around to fight Margaret Thatcher,
The power of the flower just couldn't match her,

Too strong was the will of Parliament to cause damage,
That with no punk rock everything went unchallenged,
Land got knocked down to build more land,
That got knocked down again for a couple more grand,
With no punk the protests were full of throwbacks calling each other comrade,
Of course the young folks' attendance started to fade,
So it was easy for the police to move in, they were trusted,
And that's when the whole damn town got busted,

They moved CCTV cameras in everywhere,
But the people were too apathetic to care,
They made them carry I'd cards to state where they're from,
As if by being born they had done something wrong,
They shipped all the poor folk to live out in the edges,
So the rich folk could move in and peer over their hedges,
"But before you leave, you'd better build our homes,
There, we've done you a favour, now you're on your own,
This ain't your home no more, go find somewhere new,
I know you ain't got the money, cos it's me who employs you,
I know everything about you, what you eat, how you dress,
Your hobbies, your turn-ons, your email address,
While I had you working in the dark, you didn't realise,
That I completely stopped your ability to organise,
I didn't let you have a reason to communicate,
I banned punk rock knowing you hippies would seal your own fate,
I controlled everything you wrote, everything you created,
I distracted you with advertisements so you forgot what you hated,
I fed your dark side, kept you consuming and competing,
And like a dog that doesn't know when to stop eating,
You took it all, oh and long was it my intention,
You could have beat me if punk rock was your invention",
Instead the city will be sold to the highest bids,
If only Sham 69 had of united the kids,

If only the 4 Skins had told us ACAB,
If only The Ramones had let us know we were a happy family,
If only The Buzzcocks had shown us how to do it ourself,
If only Crass had shown us there are things more important than wealth,
If only The Vandals had shown us it was OK to smile,
If only The Dead Kennedys had helped us put our government on trial,
If only Rancid had played live, and brought with them that vibe,
If we had Sick Of It All and Madball we could put them all on the frontline,

If we had GG Allin we'd have learned it's OK to be hated,
If we'd have had The Refused then we could have innovated,
If we'd had Poison Idea then they couldn't push us over,
If we'd had Minor Threat then we could have done it sober,
If we'd have had Against Me we could have done it all unplugged,
If we'd had Operation Ivy we could have done it then fucked off,
If we had The Blitz, The Clash, Disorder, Propagandhi,
The Exploited, NOFX and anyone that's handy,

There's a lesson to be learned, one that I will take home,
When I return to my normal reality zone,
Punk rock has the power to change the world,
It lies in every single punk rock boy and girl,
So don't let anyone tell you you're not worth the earth,
These streets are your streets, this turf is your turf,
Don't let anyone tell you that you've got to give in,
Cos you can make a difference, you can change everything,
Just let your dreams be your pilot, your imagination your fuel,
Tear up the book and write your own damn rules,
Use all that heart, hope and soul that you've got,
And the love and the rage that you feel in your gut,
And realise that the other world that you're always looking for,
Lies right here in front of us, just outside this door,
And it's up to you to go out there and paint the canvas,
After all, you were put on the earth to do this,
So shine your light so bright that all can see,
Take pride in being whoever the fuck you want to be,
Throw your fist in the air in solidarity,
And shout "Viva la punk, just one life, anarchy"

[Kenny Macca Doo]

Who's that?

[Eulonima]

Excuse me but I need a mouth like yours
2 help me forget the girl that just walked out my door
Funny but it seems that you're alone like me
If U r go let's come see what we can see

Ooh, little darlin' if you're
free 4 a couple of hours (Free 4 a couple of hours)
If U ain't busy 4 the next 7 years (Next 7 years)
Say, let's pretend we're married and go all night
There ain't nothin' wrong if it feels all right
I won't stop until the morning light
Let's pretend we're married and go all night, tonight

Ooh-we-sha-sha-coo-coo-yeah
All the hippies sing together

Excuse me but I need your chemistry
Don't U wanna be my fantasy?
My girl's gone and she don't care at all
And if she did -- So what? C'mon baby, let's b-b-ball

Ooh little darlin' if you're
free 4 a couple of hours (Free 4 a couple of hours)
If U ain't busy 4 the next 7 years (Next 7 years)
Oh I say let's pretend we're married and go all night
There ain't nothin' wrong if it feels all right
I won't stop until the morning light
Let's pretend we're married and go all night, tonight

Ooh-we-sha-sha-coo-coo-yeah
All the hippies sing together

Let's just pretend we're married, tonight

Excuse me but I need a mouth like yours
2 help me forget the girl that just walked out my door
Let's pretend we're married and do it all night
I won't stop until the morning light

Let's pretend we're married and go all night
Ooh, little darlin' if you're
Free 4 a couple of hours (Free 4 a couple of hours)
If U ain't busy 4 the next 7 years (Next 7 years)
Oh darlin', let's preted we're married and go all night
There ain't nothin' wrong if it feels all right
I won' stop until the morning light
Let's pretend we're married and go all night, tonight
(Ooh-we-sha-sha-coo-coo-yeah)
Pretend we're married
Let's pretend we're married

Ooh-we-sha-sha-coo-coo-yeah
All the hippies sing together
Ooh-we-sha-sha-coo-coo-yeah
Oh everybody yeah
Ooh-we-sha-sha-coo-coo-yeah
All the hippies sing together
Ooh-we-sha-sha-coo-coo-yeah
Yeah, yeah
My girl's gone and she don't care at all
And if she did -- So what? C'mon baby, let's ball

I wanna fuck U so bad it hurts, it hurts, it hurts
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna fuck U
Yeah, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna wanna, I wanna fuck U
Look here Marsha, I'm not sayin' this just 2 be nasty
I sincerely wanna fuck the taste out of your mouth
Can U relate?

My girl's gone and she don't care at all
And if she did -- I wouldn't care. Let's ball

Whatever U heard about me is true
I change the rules and do what I wanna do
I'm in love with God, he's the only way
'Cuz U and I know we gotta die some day
If U think I'm crazy, you're probably right
But I'm gonna have fun every motherfuckin' night
If U like 2 fight, you're a double-drag fool
I'm goin' 2 another life, how 'bout U?