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On May 14 2003 06:33 Napoleic wrote:
Circle, very close, but the real point of the song is how violence is cyclical. Notice how in the first verse the point of view is the victim, while in the second and third he is the aggressor.
Metallica has awesome lyrics, but they often get overlooked because everything else about Metallica is so awesome. Still, if you really pay attention, almost every song has a very deep and poetic message, unlike 90% of the poppy shit or wannabe badass crap or try-hard politiking or blatant rip offs out there.
Hurt is a good song too. Pink Floyd has great lyrics.
Yeah, that is why they are the greatest band in history (counting the days till June 9).
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Pink Floyd- Run Like Hell
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run,run
Run, run, run, run, run, run,
run, run
You better make your face up with your favorite disguise
With your button down lips and your roller blind eyes
With your empty smile and your hungry heart
Feel the bile rising from your guilty past
With your nerves in tatters as the cockleshell shatters
And the hammers batter down your door
You better run
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run
Run, run, run, run, run, run,
run, run
You better run all day
And run all night
And keep your dirty feelings deep inside
And if you're taking your girlfriend out tonight
You'd better park the car well out of sight
'Cuz if they catch you in the back seat
Trying to pick her locks
They're gonna send you back to mother
In a cardboard box
You better run
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On May 13 2003 02:28 Jamers wrote:
I can't put my finger on any particular song, but in my opinion the Pink Floyd has the best, most meaningful lyrics of all. ;o.
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hi circle remember me ? or was it RinG i was talking to long time ago
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sweet child o' mine, already posted.
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Jethro Tull - Locomotive Breath
"He hears the silence howling
Catches angels as they fall
And the alltime winner
Has got him by the balls
He picks up Gidean's Bible
Open at page one
I thank God he stole the handle
And the train"
As I look at the lyrics it doesn't seem as impressive... but the song rocks.
P.S. Anything by Pink Floyd is godly
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Blink 182 - Family Reunion
"Shit, piss, fuck, cunt, cocksucker, motherfucker, tits, fart, turd and twat.
Shit, piss, fuck, cunt, cocksucker, motherfucker, tits, fart, turd and twat.
Shit, piss, fuck, cunt, cocksucker, motherfucker, tits, fart, turd and twat.
Shit, piss, fuck, cunt, cocksucker, motherfucker, tits, fart, turd and twat.
I fucked your mom~~~~"
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On May 14 2003 07:20 nArAnjO wrote: Asi es la vida- Aaaayyyyyyyyy la vida, da tantas vueltas, no dejes que te atrape ayayayayay la vida da tantas vueltas, daaaa Un panadero llamado Juan, en su panaderia se enamoro de Maria Esther, pero ella no lo queria a el ella queria a un bombero que se llama Rodrigo pero Rodrigo amaba a Juan, a Juan el panadero Aaaayyyyyyyy la vida, da tantas vueltas, no dejes que te atrape ayayayayay la vida da tantas vueltas, daaaa
Naranjo esa cancion es de un grupo chileno Glup!
MUY MADRE 
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"We keep on comin while we runnin for your jewels, steady gunnin keep on bustin at the fools, you know the rules"
Tupac Shakur, Hit em up
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Nirvana-You Know Youre Right.
D-12-Purple Pills
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Go dumb on that track you know i go stupid in love with that money lil chris fuck with cupid you say that you down lil baby just prove it these niggas clowns and some of the groupies im only 17 and i carry a ruger.
only one call and the gang is up to it.these niggas aint gang these bitches are lame dick in her pussy guarantee she gone sang i got some products ya i tax em you not my kind get crossed out then wet up just wanna fuck lil bitch you aint special put some racks on you then you get crossed king of west atlanta imma big boss if you not SM then fuck you hoe if you not OTG you not my folk this karate cush will make a nigga choke when im in pain baby give me some throat im whippin and slanging yall niggas some jokes
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The ultimate bump of all time.
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A 17-year-old definitely shouldn't be carrying a ruger.
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i'll stop my plans
but you'll have to tight me down and then break both my hands
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Go on then:
Alrighty, then
Picture this if you will
10 to 2 AM, X, Yogi DMT, and a box of Krispy Kremes
In my "need to know" pose, just outside of Area 51
Contemplating the whole "chosen people" thingy
When a flaming stealth banana split the sky
Like one would hope but never really expect
To see in a place like this
Cutting right angle donuts on a dime
And stopping right at my Birkenstocks
And me yelping...
Holy fucking shit!
Then the X-Files being
Looking like some kind of blue-green Jackie Chan
With Isabella Rossellini lips, and breath that reeked of
Vanilla Chig Champa
Did a slow-mo Matrix descent
Outta the butt end of the banana vessel
And hovered above my bug-eyes, my gaping jaw
And my sweaty L. Ron Hubbard upper lip
And all I could think was:
"I hope Uncle Martin here doesn't notice
That I pissed my fuckin' pants."
So light in his way
Like an apparition, that
He had me crying out
"Fuck me
It's gotta be
The Deadhead Chemistry
The blotter got right on top of me
Got me seein' E-motherfuckin'-T!"
And after calming me down
With some orange slices
And some fetal spooning
E.T. revealed to me his singular purpose
He said, "You are the chosen one
The one who will deliver the message
A message of hope for those who choose to hear it
And a warning for those who do not."
Me. The chosen one?
They chose me!!!
And I didn't even graduate from fuckin' high school
You'd better...
You'd better...
You'd better...
You'd better listen
Then he looked right through me
With somniferous almond eyes
Don't even know what that means
Must remember to write it down
This is so real
Like the time Dave floated away
See, my heart is pounding
'Cause this shit never happens to me
I can't breathe right now!
It was so real
Like I woke up in Wonderland
All sorta terrifying
I don't wanna be all alone
While I tell this story
And can anyone tell me why
Y'all sound like Peanuts parents?
Will I ever be coming down?
This is so real
Finally, it's my lucky day
See, my heart is racing
'Cause this shit never happens to me
I can't breathe right now!
You believe me, don't you?
Please believe what I've just said!
See the Dead ain't touring
And this wasn't all in my head
See, they took me by the hand
And invited me right in
Then they showed me something
I don't even know where to begin
Strapped down to my bed
Feet cold and eyes red
I'm out of my head
Am I alive? Am I dead?
Can't remember what they said
God damn, shit the bed
Overwhelmed as one would be, placed in my position
Such a heavy burden now to be the one
Born to bear and bring to all the details of our ending
To write it down for all the world to see
But I forgot my pen
Shit the bed again ...
Typical
Strapped down to my bed
Feet cold and eyes red
I'm out of my head
Am I alive? Am I dead?
Sunkist and Sudafed
Gyroscopes and infrared
Won't help, I'm brain dead
Can't remember what they said
God damn, shit the bed
I can't remember what they said to me
Can't remember what they said to make me out to be the hero
Can't remember what they said
Bob help me!
Can't remember what they said
Don't know, won't know
Don't know, won't know
Don't know, won't know
Don't know, won't know
Don't know, won't know
Don't know, won't know
Don't know, won't know
Don't know, won't know
Don't know, won't know
Don't know, won't know
Don't know, won't know
Don't know, won't know
God damn, shit the bed!
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Krigsgaldr by Heilung
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Min Warb Naseu
Wilr Made Thaim
I Bormotha Hauni
Hu War
Hu War Opkam Har a Hit Lot
Got Nafiskr Orf
Auim Suimade
Foki Afa Galande
What am I supposed to do
If I want to talk about peace and understanding
But you only understand the language of the sword
What if I want to make you understand that the path you chose leads to downfall
But you only understand the language of the sword
What if I want to tell you to leave me and my beloved ones in peace
But you only understand the language of the sword
I let the blade do the talking...
So my tongue shall become iron
And my words the mighty roar of war
Revealing my divine anger´s arrow shall strike
All action for the good of all
I see my reflection in your eyes
But my new age has just begun
The sword is soft
In the fire of the furnace
It hungers to be hit
And wants to have a hundred sisters
In the coldest state of their existence
They may dance the maddest
In the morass of the red rain
Beloved brother enemy
I sing my sword song for you
The lullaby of obliteration
So I can wake up with a smile
And bliss in my heart
And bliss in my heart
And bliss in my heart
Coexistence, Conflict, combat
Devastation, regeneration, transformation
That is the best I can do for you
I see a grey gloom on the horizon
That promises a powerful sun to rise
To melt away all moons
It will make the old fires of purification
Look like dying embers
Look like dying embers
Look like dying embers
Min Warb Naseu
Wilr Made Thaim
I Bormotha Hauni
Hu War
Hu War Opkam Har a Hit Lot
Got Nafiskr Orf
Auim Suimade
Foki Afa Galande
Hu War
Hu War Opkam Har a Hit Lot
Ylir Men Aero Their
Era Mela Os
Not usually my kind of music but lyrics in this one are some really deep stuff.
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I was watering my rose garden and you walked by my place
I almost ran up to you in a lustful, insensitive haste
I almost cried cause I acted so insensitive
But I wanted you to know about the feather-soft warmth I could give
I respect your feelings
I respect your gender
I respect your existence
I'll always be tender
Cause I respect your feelings
As a woman and a human
I'll be the pansy-growing gardener of our bouquet of love
A flower-wielding soldier with the grace of a dove
I'll love you all, heart, mind and soul, I'd never think of anything cheap
I'll read you some of my poems before you go to sleep
I respect your feelings
I respect your gender
I respect your existence
I'll always be tender
Cause I respect your feelings
As a woman and a human
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16 years difference bump, must be a new record right?
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EPT
