Apr 24, 2009, 10:27 PM // 22:27
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Lion's Arch Merchant
Join Date: Jan 2009
Location: South of Norway - The land of Vikings
Guild: I have no guild - Yet
Profession: R/
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The lyrics thread
I'll start off with a time(^^)less classic
Pink Floyd - Time
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way
Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun
And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but its sinking
And racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in the relative way, but youre older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death
Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the english way
The time is gone, the song is over, thought Id something more to say
Home, home again
I like to be here when I can
And when I come home cold and tired
Its good to warm my bones beside the fire
Far away across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spells.
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Apr 25, 2009, 06:54 AM // 06:54
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Furnace Stoker
Join Date: Jul 2006
Location: behind you
Guild: bumble bee
Profession: E/
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The Rose (Bette Midler)
Some say love it is a river
that drowns the tender reed
Some say love it is a razer
that leaves your soul to blead
Some say love it is a hunger
an endless aching need
I say love it is a flower
and you it's only seed
It's the heart afraid of breaking
that never learns to dance
It's the dream afraid of wakingthat never takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
who cannot seem to give
and the soul afraid of dyingthat never learns to live
When the night has been too lonely
and the road has been too long
and you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winterfar beneath the bitter snows
lies the seed
that with the sun's love
in the spring
becomes the rose
note: The Rose is also a great movie, where Bette Midler deliver a stunning (not sure if thats a good word but i want to try to use more then just great and good) performance as a rock star modeled after Janis Joplin, she deserved an oscar, she got a nomination but lost to forest gump mom, whats her name, ... erm on the tip of my tongue, but can't remember.
Speaking of Janis Joplin I also love this song and its lyric very much
Summertime
Summertime,
And the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high
Oh, Your daddy's rich
And your mamma's good lookin'
So hush little baby
Don't you cry
One of these mornings
You're going to rise up singing
Then you'll spread your wings
And you'll take to the sky
But until that morning
There's a'nothing can harm you
With your daddy and mammy standing by
Summertime,
And the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high
Your daddy's rich
And your mamma's good lookin'
So hush little baby
Don't you cry
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Apr 25, 2009, 12:20 PM // 12:20
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Desert Nomad
Join Date: Mar 2005
Location: Bellgium
Profession: W/E
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Tom waits-Cemetery Polka
Uncle vernon, uncle vernon, independent as a hog on ice
Hes a big shot down there at the slaughterhouse
Plays accordion for mr. weiss
Uncle biltmore and uncle william
Made a million during world war two
But theyre tightwads and theyre cheapskates
And theyll never give a dime to you
Auntie mame has gone insane
She lives in the doorway of an old hotel
And the radio is playing opera
All she ever says is go to hell
Uncle violet flew as a pilot
And there aint no pretty girls in france
Now he runs a tiny little bookie joint
They say he never keeps it in his pants
Uncle bill will never leave a will
And the tumor is as big as an egg
He has a mistress, shes puerto rican
And I heard she has a wooden leg
Uncle phil cant live without his pills
He has emphysema and hes almost blind
And we must find out where the money is
Get it now before he loses his mind
Uncle vernon, uncle vernon, independent as a hog on ice
Hes a big shot down there at the slaughterhouse
He plays accordion for mr. weiss
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Apr 25, 2009, 01:46 PM // 13:46
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Furnace Stoker
Join Date: Jul 2006
Location: behind you
Guild: bumble bee
Profession: E/
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this is good lah!!!
A Thousand Kisses Deep listen to Leonard Recite it (youtube link). too cool
the lyric here the song here
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Apr 25, 2009, 02:45 PM // 14:45
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Emo Goth Italics
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New Model Army's Purity, pure brilliance. -
The rains move in eastwards, in waves of succession
Drawing lines of grey across the sky
With history just as close as a hand on the shoulder
In hunger and impatience we cry
The battle against corruption rages in each corner
There must be something better, something pure
And the call it is answered from the caves to the cities
Come the dealers of Salvation on Earth
We've seen the restless children at the head of the columns
Come to purify the future with the arrogance of youth
Nothing is as cruel as the righteousness of innocents
With automatic weapons and a gospel of the truth
Revolution for ever, succession of the seasons
Within the blood of Nature, all raised to rot and die
This purity is a lie
Now immaculate conception in sterilised laboratories
How the vanity goes on
Or in the message of the preacher with his morals andobsessions
The wars that we wage upon ourselves
Purity is a virtue, purity is an angel
Purity is for madmen to make fools of us all
So forgive yourself my friend, all this will soon be over
What happened here tonight is nothing at all
Revolution for ever, succession of the seasons
Within the blood of Nature, all raised to rot and die
This purity is a lie
I will always see Brendan at that broken down piano
His fingers thick and red, shaking on the keys
Battered by the years of alcohol and working
Still playing with the faith that never leaves
So sit us down, buy us a drink, tell us a good story
Sing us a song we know to be true
I don't give a damn that I never will be worthy
Fear is the only enemy that I still know
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Apr 25, 2009, 05:46 PM // 17:46
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Jungle Guide
Join Date: Apr 2008
Location: Serbia
Profession: Me/
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Iron Maiden - Paschendale
In a foreign field he lay
lonely soldier unknown grave
on his dying words he prays
tell the world of Paschendale
Relive all that he's been through
last communion of his soul
rust your bullets with his tears
let me tell you 'bout his years
Laying low in a blood filled trench
killing time 'til my very own death
on my face I can feel the falling rain
never see my friends again
in the smoke in the mud and lead
the smell of fear and the feeling of dread
soon be time to go over the wall
rapid fire and the end of us all
Whistles, shouts and more gun-fire
lifeless bodies hang on barbed wire
battlefield nothing but a bloody tomb
be reunited with my dead friends soon
many soldiers eighteen years
drowned in mud, no more tears
surely a war no one can win
killing time about to begin
Home, far away. From the war, a chance to live again
Home, far away. But the war, no chance to live again
The bodies of ours and our foes
the sea of death it overflows
in no-man's land God only knows
into jaws of death we go...
Crucified as if on a cross
allied troops, they mourn their loss
German war propaganda machine
such before has never been seen
swear I heard the angels cry
pray to God no more may die
so that people know the truth
tell the tale of Paschendale
Cruelty has a human heart
every man does play his part
terror of the men we kill
the human heart is hungry still
I stand my ground for the very last time
gun is ready as I stand in line
nervous wait for the whistle to blow
rush of blood and over we go...
Blood is falling like the rain
its crimson cloak unveils again
the sound of guns can't hide their shame
and so we die in Paschendale
Dodging shrapnel and barbed wire
running straight at canon fire
running blind as I hold my breath
say a prayer symphony of death
as we charge the enemy lines
a burst of fire and we go down
I choke I cry but no one hears
feel the blood go down my throat
Home, far away. From the war, a chance to live again
Home, far away. But the war, no chance to live again
Home, far away. From the war, a chance to live again
Home, far away. But the war, no chance to live again
See my spirit on the wind
across the lines beyond the hill
friend and foe will meet again
those who died at Paschendale
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Apr 25, 2009, 06:35 PM // 18:35
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rattus rattus
Join Date: Jan 2006
Location: London, UK GMT±0 ±1hr DST
Guild: [GURU]GW [wiki]GW2
Profession: R/
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AC/DC - Big Balls (Young, Young, Scott) - I love getting Lone Samurai to play this on his Ascenscion Show, live from sanitarium.fm
Well I'm upper, upper class high society
God's gift to ballrom notoriety
I always fill my ballroom
The event is never small
The social pages say I've got
The biggest balls of all
(Chorus)
Oh I've got big balls
I've got big balls
They're such big balls
Dirty big balls
He's got big balls
And she's got big balls
But we've got the biggest
Balls of them all.
And my balls are always bouncing
My ballroom always full
And everybody comes and comes again
If your name is on the guest list
No one can take you higher
Everybody says I've got
Great balls of fire
(chorus)
Some balls are held for charity
And some for fancy dress
But when they're held for pleasure
They're the balls that I like best
My balls are always bouncing
To the left and to the right
It's my belief that my big balls
Should be held every night
(chorus)
__________________
Si non confectus, non reficiat
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Apr 26, 2009, 01:51 AM // 01:51
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Forge Runner
Join Date: Jun 2006
Location: Mancland, British Empire
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Interpol - Precipitate
Been bad, Saturn makes your mind break in pieces
Been bad, so you cannot find the dimensions
and it will be around these spots that I've given to you
you will know that you'll greet my vapours every time that you pass through this room
pass through this room
walk through my gloom
Daphne you find me
Daphne, when you find me let the blood drive and come alive with me Daphne,
symmetry you can't help but admire or rejoice from this sister
been bad, Saturn makes your mind break in pieces.
Been bad, so you cannot find the dimensions
It will be around these spots that I've given to you
You will know that you'll greet my vapours every time that you pass Through this room
Pass through this room
Walk through my gloom.
Daphne you find me .
Daphne you find me to put you were inside you fight for my memory Daphne symmetry you can't help but admire or rejoice for this, seems to be
Daphne come as on display will you find a way to draw the curtains of damp around your blushing ambition.
blushing ambition...
I found you inside my mind
I lost you inside my mind
I found you inside my mind
I lost you inside my mind
I was a child I was a vice a coyote, conditions locations facts
I was a child I was a vice a coyote, conditions locations facts
erase them all fast
erase them all
erase them all fast
my own thing, my own thing
now you're all that I have here
now we can't remember
you could fall back on lust when you've learnt to wait
they can be like the friends and neighbours you will get to appreciate them
I have inside me some strange glow
still enjoying this that's why I made a mess
still enjoying this that's why I made a mess
that's why I made a mess .
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GQ_k2b4SWSs
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Apr 27, 2009, 08:51 AM // 08:51
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Wilds Pathfinder
Join Date: Aug 2007
Location: aBove Empress Amarox xP
Guild: KDT
Profession: Mo/E
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do the lyrics have to be meaningful and deep or we just post stupid lyrics? (like the big balls one xP why would someone make a song about balls? O.o)
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Apr 27, 2009, 09:02 AM // 09:02
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Furnace Stoker
Join Date: Jul 2006
Location: behind you
Guild: bumble bee
Profession: E/
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Big Balls
AC/DC
Snowballed
AC/DC
She's Got Balls
AC/DC
Got You By The Balls
AC/DC
Ballbreaker
AC/DC
lol AC/DC seems to like to wring songs about balls.
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Apr 27, 2009, 09:16 AM // 09:16
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Wilds Pathfinder
Join Date: Aug 2007
Location: aBove Empress Amarox xP
Guild: KDT
Profession: Mo/E
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hahaha xD
and btw, gothic songs have better lyrics >.> xD
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