Post a random song lyric

'The National Express' - The Divine Comedy (who also did the theme for Father Ted)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hXbpUCKz4qY&feature=related


Take the national express when your lifes in a mess
Itll make you smile
All human life is here
From the feeble old dear to the screaming child
From the student who knows that to have one of those
Would be suicide
To the family man
Manhandling the pram with paternal pride
And everybody sings ba ba ba da...
Were going where the air is free
On the national express theres a jolly hostess
Selling crisps and tea
Shell provide you with drinks and theatrical winks
For a sky-high fee
Mini-skirts were in style when she danced down the aisle
Back in 63 (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
But its hard to get by when your arse is the size
Of a small country

And everybody sings ba ba ba da...
Were going where the air is free
Tomorrow belongs to me
When youre sad and feeling blue
With nothing better to do
Dont just sit there feeling stressed
Take a trip on the national express


:1orglaugh
 
DMC "Just Like Me" (feat. Sarah Mclachlan)

[DMC]
As I walk through the corners of Cooley High
I gotta be thankful that I'm still alive
I have a lot of thoughts like who the hell am I
What is the truth and what is a lie?
But I think about my life and everything is okay
I gotta pave the way to a brighter day
Cause it's really plain and simple when it came to me
There's a lot of people just like me (like me)
There's a whole lot just like me (like me)

[Chorus: Sarah Mclachlan]
And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man in the moon
When you comin home, I don't know when
We'll get together then, you know we'll have a good time then

[DMC]
1964, uhh! Here we go, aiyyo
The child was born it was a beautiful day
It was 1964, the 31st of May
The girl gave birth to a baby boy
He's not a burden, he's a bundle of joy
She was just a young girl in her youth
And her parents tried real hard to hide the truth
Is there a chance for the baby to live?
That is a chance that you gotta give [2X]

[Chorus]

[DMC]
It was 9 whole months inside of the womb
Another long month in the hospital room
Facin doom in a tomb cause the kid is alone
But somebody came along and they took the kid home
He came into the world like we all do
But he never ever knew how he came through
Do the best you can do if this happen to you
And understand all the words that I'm rappin to you [2X]

[Chorus]

[DMC]
Father is, the mother and the father is..
Yo, the mother and the father is all that he knows
They give him lots of love and you know that it shows
He's livin really well he has all that he needs
He came into the world and he's gonna succeed
It is a blessing to live in the light
If nothing is wrong then something is right
They say that life is a mystery
And I just wanna know my history
Understand that life is good to me
That's the way it is so (let it be)
My life is complete, everything is alright
Life is good to me, I'm in paradise
Understand when I'm rappin, no pain and sorrow
I just want you to know, yo yo [2X]
I'm alright ma
I'm alright pa.. na na na

[Chorus - 4X to fade]
 

ChefChiTown

The secret ingredient? MY BALLS
Seven day weekend
Up all night
In at the deep end
Hang on tight
It won't take a minute
It won't take long
So get on in it
Come on, come on, come ooooon

Let's get, let's get, let's get, let's get ROOOOOCKED
Let's get, let's get, let's get, let's get ROOOOOCKED
Let's go all the way, get it night and day
Oh, come on, let's get, let's get, let's get, let's get ROOOOOCKED
 

L3ggy

Special Operations FOX-HOUND
Tonight's the night we're gonna make it happen
Tonight we'll put all other things aside
Get in this time and show me some affection
We're goin' for those pleasures in the night

I want to love you, feel you, wrap myself around you
I want to squeeze you, please you, I just can't get enough
And if you move real slow I let it go

I'm so excited and I just can't hide it
I'm about to lose control and I think I like it
I'm so excited and I just can't hide it
And I know I know I know I know I know I want you

We shouldn't even think about tomorrow
Sweet memories will last for long long time
We'll have a good time, Baby, don't do worry
And if we're still playin' around boy that's just fine

Let's get excited, we just can't hide it
I'm about to lose control and I think I like it
I'm so excited and I just can't hide it
I know I know I know I know I know I want you, I want you

I want to love you, feel you, wrap myself around you
I want to squeeze you, please you, I just can't get enough
And if you move real slow I let it go

I'm so excited, I just can't hide it
I'm about to lose control and I think I like it
I'm so excited and I just can't hide it
I know I know I know I know I know I want you
 
Motorhead - Ace of Spades

If you like to gamble, I tell you I'm your man
you win some, lose some, it's all the same to me
The pleasure is to play, it makes no difference what you say
I don't share your greed, the only card I need is
the Ace of Spades
the Ace of Spades
Playin' for the high one, dancin' with the devil
going with the flow, it's all a game to me
7 or 11, snake eyes watching you
Double up or quit, double stake or split
the Ace of Spades
the Ace of Spades
You know I'm born to lose
and gamblin's made for fools
But that's the way I like it baby
I don't want to live forever
and don't forget the joker
Pushing up the ante, I know you got to see me
read 'em and weep, the dead man's hand again
I see it in your eyes, take one look and die
The only thing you see, you know it's gonna be
the Ace of Spades
the Ace of Spades
 
All of my life was a laugh and a joke
A drink and a smoke
And then I passed out on the floor
Again and again and again and again and again
 
I know this little girl
Her name is Maxine
Her beauty is
Like a bunch of rose
If I ever tell you 'bout Maxine
You would a say
I don't know what I know
(But)

Murder she wrote
(Fi real fi real)
Murder she wrote
Murder she wrote
Murder she wrote

Watch ya now, it name
A pretty face and bad character
Dem the kinda livin
Can't hold Chaka (Follow me)
A pretty face
And bad character
Dem the kinda livin'
Can't hold Chaka
Seh gal yuh pretty
Yuh face it pretty
But yuh character dirty
Gal yuh just act too flirty flirty
Yuh run to Tom, Dick
An' also Harry
An when yuh find yuh mistake
Yuh talk bout yuh sorry
Sorry, sorry (Come now)

Have her (cruise) di corner
Where she jooks an where she jam
She know about Lou
Crack an every money man
Me talk about coolie chiney
White Man and Indian
Di wickedest kind a girl
Whey Mr. Pliers buk upon

Now when yuh heard
About this girl
Her name is Maxine
Her beauty is like
A bunch of rose (But)
If I ever tell you bout Maxine
You would a say
I don't know what I know (but)

Murder she wrote
(Murderation man)
Murder she wrote
Murder she wrote
(Na na na)
Murder she wrote

Watch yuh now stand still
Yuh no pay me light bill
If yuh tes di ragamuffin
Gal ya gwan get kill
Gal keep 'way
Caw yuh a crebbie crebbie
An di limits of me talk of if a DJ
Gal come out
Becaw yuh nuh shockout
Now when yuh hear di ragamuffin
Yuh haffi jump and shout
Now touch me gate
Yuh nuh pay mi water rate
Becaw great is great
Yuh can underate (Follow me)

Yuh pretty face an bad character
Dem the kinda livin can Hold Chaka
(Follow me)
Yuh pretty face an bad character
Dem the kinda livin can Hold Chaka

Seh girl yuh pretty
Yuh face is pretty
But yuh character dirty
Gal yuh just a have to
Flirty flirty
Yuh run to Tom Dick,
An also Harry
An when yuh find yuh mistake
Yuh talk bout yuh sorry
Sorry, sorry

Now every middle of the
Year dis girl go have abortion
Fi di coolie white Man
Indian no seek inna (nail fun)
An jus di other day me
See her six months pregnant
Now she up an switch her girl
With other baby in a pram

So yuh heard about
This girl her name is Maxine
Her beauty's like a bunch of rose
An' if I ever tell you bout Maxine
You would a say I don't
Know what I know (but)

Murder she wrote
Murder she wrote
Murder she wrote
(Na nana)
Murder she wrote

Excuse me
Gal me never know
Yuh a so yuh stay
Ragamuffin Chaka Demus
Com fi flash it same way
Waoh woa (Follow me)

Yuh pretty face an bad character
Dem the kinda livin can Hold Chaka
(Follow me)
Yuh pretty face an bad character
Dem the kinda livin can Hold Chaka

Seh girl yuh pretty
Yuh face is pretty
But yuh character dirty
Gal yuh just a have to
Flirty flirty
Yuh run to Tom, Dick
An also Harry
An when yuh plan yuh mischeif
Yuh talk bout yuh sorry
Sorry, sorry
Di gal a pose an' a brag
How she look sexy
All she worship is pure vanity
Di gal a pose anna brag
How she look ready
When she wash
Her clothes it dirty
Gal yuh no ready
If yuh cyaan cook fi mi
Gal yuh no ready
If yuh cyaan wash fi mi
Gal yuh nuh ready
If yuh know yuh flirty flirty
(Follow me)

Yuh pretty face and bad character
Dem the kinda livin can't hold Chaka
(Follow me now)
Yuh pretty face an bad character
(Murder she wrote)
Dem the kinda livin can't
(Murder she wrote) hold Chaka

So stand still (Murder she wrote Na nana)
Yuh no pay me light bill
An if yuh tes di ragamuffin
(Murder she wrote)
Gal ya gwan get kill
Gal keep 'way
Caw yuh ahaffi back way
An di (limit see me talk) of him a DJ
Gal come out Becaw yuh nuh shockout
Now when yuh hear di ragamuffin
Yuh haffi jump and shout
Now touch me (gate)
Yuh nuh pay mi water rate
Becaw great is great is
Yuh gong fi di rate (Come down)

Now yuh heard about
This little girl her name is Maxine
Her face is like a bunch of rose
Man a if I ever tell you bout Maxine
You would a say I don't
Know what I know
 

villiageidiot

Leah's Biggest Fan!
Something in the way she knows
And all I have to do is think of her
Something in the things she shows me
I don't want to leave her now
You know I believe and how
 
Project 86 - Stein's Theme


You hate us, 'cause we'll never go away
And like some sort of fungus, we're growing everyday
Our knuckles aren't dragging, I guess that leaves to say
Our message isn't stopping, 'till you take us all away!
 
One of my favorite song ever... and well-suited for election time. All hail the great Leonard Cohen:


Democracy


It's coming through a hole in the air,
from those nights in Tiananmen Square.
It's coming from the feel
that this ain't exactly real,
or it's real, but it ain't exactly there.
From the wars against disorder,
from the sirens night and day,
from the fires of the homeless,
from the ashes of the gay:
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
It's coming through a crack in the wall;
on a visionary flood of alcohol;
from the staggering account
of the Sermon on the Mount
which I don't pretend to understand at all.
It's coming from the silence
on the dock of the bay,
from the brave, the bold, the battered
heart of Chevrolet:
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.

It's coming from the sorrow in the street,
the holy places where the races meet;
from the homicidal bitchin'
that goes down in every kitchen
to determine who will serve and who will eat.
From the wells of disappointment
where the women kneel to pray
for the grace of God in the desert here
and the desert far away:
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.

Sail on, sail on
O mighty Ship of State!
To the Shores of Need
Past the Reefs of Greed
Through the Squalls of Hate
Sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on.

It's coming to America first,
the cradle of the best and of the worst.
It's here they got the range
and the machinery for change
and it's here they got the spiritual thirst.
It's here the family's broken
and it's here the lonely say
that the heart has got to open
in a fundamental way:
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.

It's coming from the women and the men.
O baby, we'll be making love again.
We'll be going down so deep
the river's going to weep,
and the mountain's going to shout Amen!
It's coming like the tidal flood
beneath the lunar sway,
imperial, mysterious,
in amorous array:
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.

Sail on, sail on ...

I'm sentimental, if you know what I mean
I love the country but I can't stand the scene.
And I'm neither left or right
I'm just staying home tonight,
getting lost in that hopeless little screen.
But I'm stubborn as those garbage bags
that Time cannot decay,
I'm junk but I'm still holding up
this little wild bouquet:
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
 

villiageidiot

Leah's Biggest Fan!
With thirteen lovers I hid beneath the covers
got staples in my hands for my time
With the radio low so the folks don't know
I proceed with my passion of crime...
And though somewhat obtuse, I've been told this abuse
will more than likely make me go blind
But with a heart that's aching, it's a risk worth taking
'cause true love, they say, is so hard to find...
 
Please allow me to introduce myself
Im a man of wealth and taste
Ive been around for a long, long year
Stole many a mans soul and faith
And I was round when jesus christ
Had his moment of doubt and pain
Made damn sure that pilate
Washed his hands and sealed his fate
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But whats puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
I stuck around st. petersburg
When I saw it was a time for a change
Killed the czar and his ministers
Anastasia screamed in vain
I rode a tank
Held a generals rank
When the blitzkrieg raged
And the bodies stank
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
Ah, whats puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah
I watched with glee
While your kings and queens
Fought for ten decades
For the gods they made
I shouted out,
Who killed the kennedys?
When after all
It was you and me
Let me please introduce myself
Im a man of wealth and taste
And I laid traps for troubadours
Who get killed before they reached bombay
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But whats puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But whats confusing you
Is just the nature of my game
Just as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners saints
As heads is tails
Just call me lucifer
cause Im in need of some restraint
So if you meet me
Have some courtesy
Have some sympathy, and some taste
Use all your well-learned politesse
Or Ill lay your soul to waste, um yeah
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, um yeah
But whats puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, um mean it, get down
Woo, who
Oh yeah, get on down
Oh yeah
Oh yeah!
Tell me baby, whats my name
Tell me honey, can ya guess my name
Tell me baby, whats my name
I tell you one time, youre to blame
Ooo, who
Ooo, who
Ooo, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Oh, yeah
Whats me name
Tell me, baby, whats my name
Tell me, sweetie, whats my name
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Oh, yeah
 

L3ggy

Special Operations FOX-HOUND
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?

I woke up in a Soho doorway
A policeman knew my name
He said "You can go sleep at home tonight
If you can get up and walk away"

I staggered back to the underground
And the breeze blew back my hair
I remember throwin' punches around
And preachin' from my chair

chorus:
Well, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
I really wanna know (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
Tell me, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
'Cause I really wanna know (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)

I took the tube back out of town
Back to the Rollin' Pin
I felt a little like a dying clown
With a streak of Rin Tin Tin

I stretched back and I hiccupped
And looked back on my busy day
Eleven hours in the Tin Pan
God, there's got to be another way

Who are you?
Ooh wa ooh wa ooh wa ooh wa ...

Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?

(chorus)

I know there's a place you walked
Where love falls from the trees
My heart is like a broken cup
I only feel right on my knees

I spit out like a sewer hole
Yet still recieve your kiss
How can I measure up to anyone now
After such a love as this?

(chorus)
 

villiageidiot

Leah's Biggest Fan!
The Cars - Got a lot on my head

I got a lot on my head
Most of it's you
I got a lot on my head
Can't forget about you

Lock me away where the silly boys go
I'm on top of my nerves, don't you know
Take me apart 'cause I'm out of control
Send me a letter on a midnight scroll

I got a lot on my head
Most of it's you
I got a lot on my head
Can't forget about you

Dance by the window in flamingo pink
Go through the motions in your Romeo mink
Condition's red, disposition's blue
Why am I so attracted to you

I got a lot on my head
Most of it's you
I got a lot on my head
Can't forget about you

I got a lot on my head
I got a lot on my head
I got a lot on my head
Most of it's you

Trip down the alleyway, take the back stairs
I know it's good but good isn't fair
That's what you said, flashbulb in your eye
How can I hold you when you're waving goodbye

I got a lot on my head
Most of it's you
I got a lot on my head
Can't forget about you

I got a lot on my head
I said
I got a lot on my head
I said
I got a lot on my head
Most of it's you
I said
Most of it's you
I said
Most of it's you
Most of it's you
I can't forget about you
 
I don't know where we come from
Don't know where we're goin' to
But if all this should have a reason
We would be the last to know
So let's just hope there is a promised land
Hang on 'til then
As best as you can
 
King Crimson - Moonchild

Call her moonchild
Dancing in the shallows of a river
Lovely moonchild
Dreaming in the shadow
Of the willow.

Talking to the trees of the
Cobweb strange
Sleeping on the steps of a fountain
Waving silver wands to the
Night-birds song
Waiting for the sun on the mountain.

Shes a moonchild
Gathering the flowers in a garden.
Lovely moonchild
Drifting on the echoes of the hours.

Sailing on the wind
In a milk white gown
Dropping circle stones on a sun dial
Playing hide and seek
With the ghosts of dawn
Waiting for a smile from a sun child.
 
The Doors - Alabama Song (Whiskey Bar)

Well, show me the way
To the next whisky bar
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why

Show me the way
To the next whisky bar
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why

For if we don't find
The next whisky bar
I tell you we must die
I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you
I tell you we must die

Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whisky, oh, you know why

Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whisky, oh, you know why

Well, show me the way
To the next little girl
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why

Show me the way
To the next little girl
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why

For if we don't find
The next little girl
I tell you we must die
I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you
I tell you we must die

Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whisky, oh, you know why

:glugglug:
 
He's got himself a homemade special
You know his glass is full of sand
And it feels just like a jaybird the way it fits into his hand
He rolled a blade up in his trick towel
They slap their hands against the wall
You never trip, you never stumble
He's walking Spanish down the hall

Slip him a picture of our Jesus
Or give him a spoon to dig a hole
What all he done ain't no one's business
But he'll need blankets for the cold
They dim the lights over on Broadway
Even the king has bowed his head
And every face looks right up at Mason
Man he's walking Spanish down the hall

Litella's screeching for a blind pig
Punk Sanders carved it out of wood
He never sang when he got hoodwinked
They tried it all but he never would
Tomorrow morning there'll be laundry
But he'll be somewhere else to hear the call
Don't say goodbye, he's just leaving early
He's walking Spanish down the hall

All St. Bartholomew said
Was whispered into the ear of Blind Jack Dawes
All Baker told the machine was that he never broke the law
Go on and tip your hat up to the Pilate
Take off your watch, your rings and all
Even Jesus wanted just a little more time
When he was walking Spanish down the hall
 
I like rain, I like hair
I like you
You're around, you're right here
So you'll do

I'm gonna tell you how much I love your mind
But it simply isn't true

Only a woman
Can brighten up my day
Only a woman
Can touch me the right way
Only a woman
Is allowed to do what you're doing right now
All I ask is that you're a woman
 
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