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03-03-2006, 06:25 AM
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there's an old obscure band from the late 80s early 90s called House of Freaks (sort of REM-style alternative) . . . anyway one of their lyrics always pops in my head when I'm feeling sorry for myself (romantically):
"well I'm Lonely, and I hear that wedding bell, I blame you for this nightmare, I blame you all to hell."
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03-06-2006, 05:48 AM
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She's in Parties (Bauhaus)
Learning lines in the rain Special effects by loonatik and drinks The graveyard scene The golden years She's in parties It's in the can (twice) Freeze frame screen kiss Hot heads under silent wigs Fall guys tumble on the cutting room floor Look-a-likes fall on the cutting room door She's in parties It's in the can (twice) Learning lines in the rain Special effects by loonatik and drinks Freeze frame, screen kiss, hot heads, lights and power It's patently obvious She's in parties It's in the can (twice) Hot lines under a rain of drum Cigarette props in action Dialogue dub, now heres the rub She's acting her reaction She's in parties It's in the can
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03-06-2006, 10:55 AM
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...well when I put this lirics was 'cause I spent most of this weeckend listening Bauhaus albums and....was so hard to find a real good lirics and you know is better this one than 'Kick in the eye' or 'Mask'. I still love their music but I never think that Peter Murphy was the best lyricist
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03-06-2006, 05:57 PM
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my lyrics are too nice for you guys, hah. i'm not into horror music really.
"here i am, and i take my time, here i am and i wait in line always.... always" ^Parachutes
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03-07-2006, 12:26 AM
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Eimear Quinn - The Voice:
I hear the voice on the wind And I hear you call out my name Listen my child you say to me I am the voice of your history Be not afraid - come follow me Answer my call and I´ll set you free REFRAIN I am the voice in the wind and the pouring rain I am the voice of your hunger and pain I am the voice that always is calling you I am the voice and I will remain I am the voice in the fields when the Summer´s gone The dance of the leaves when the Autum winds blow Never do I sleep throughout all the cold Winter long I am the force that in Springtime will grow I am the voice of the past that will always be Filled with my sorrows and blood in my fields I am the voice of the future Bring me your peace, bring me your peace And my wounds they will heal REFRAIN 2 X
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03-08-2006, 10:58 AM
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Five Foot One by Iggy Pop
I'm only five foot one I got a pain in my neck I'm looking up in the city What the hell what the heck I stare at the concrete The girders eye high The steel's above me There's love in my eyes And I'm doing the things A five foot one man can do I'm only five foot one I got a pain in my heart All the night I'm working In the amusement park With a bottle of aspirin A sack full of jokes I wish I could go home With all the big folks And I wish life could be Swedish magazines I wish life could be Sweet as magazines I wish life could be Anything I'm only five foot one Unless the time has come I won't grow anymore Anymore, anymore, anymore 'Till I'm losing my head I'm checkin' it twice I'm gonna find out who's naughty and nice And I'm doing the things a five foot one man can do I wish life could be Swedish magazines I wish life could be sweet as magazines I wish life could be Swedish magazines I wish life could be Yeah, I wish life could be Oooooooooohhh I wish life could be I wish life could be Swedish magazines I wish life could be sweet as magazines I wish life could be I won't grow anymore (x3) Anymore, anymore, anymore, anymore, anymore I'm only five foot one (x3) I'm five foot one Last edited by Angelakillsluts; 03-08-2006 at 11:01 AM.
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03-08-2006, 12:55 PM
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There's two kinds, of people in the world
The outlaws, and the lawmen that prevail The bounty hunter's job is on the wrong side of the law Intentions, of the truth and nothing more Burn'em, clear the streets as he rides into the town Cause the nameless one's gonna have some fun He's gonna bring an outlaw down Wasted, it's over quick he's nailed 'em three for three Then he with his squint-eyed grin and stubbled chin He rides through history The jury, in his mind the choices weigh The trials, if you're gulity you're his prey No judgement otherwise can change the lust That's in his eyes The sentence, will be carried out in stride No name, like a shadow on a moonies night Real game, He'll be there to uphold Justice, law and order And you'll pay, the highest fee When the gunslinger takes his piece The money, it's the price you have to pay When he calls, drop your eyes and look away The man has taken life to balance scales of wrong and right Existence, each day a moral fight
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03-09-2006, 12:42 PM
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The damned-I think I wonderful
Maybe it’s cos’ of the way that I dress They say I look out of place And my taste is a mess And there ain’t No point in trying Cos’ I know what they’re dying to do Some stupid opinions On the way that I am They can look at me And I don’t give a damn, damn, damn They got no sense of humour They only spread the rumour They say I’m just misguided I don’t agree I think I’m wonderful I think I’m wonderful Sometimes I have a couple, over the eight When I go over the top Get in a hell of a state And there ain’t No point in trying Cos’ I know what they’re dying to do Stick them, their feelings, what a way to behave You say I’m crazy but you can’t look away It’s just a noise they’re making Whose got the time to take it? They think I’m nothing special I don’t agree I think I’m wonderful I think I’m wonderful I think I’m wonderful I think I’m wonderful The one mistreated I won’t be beaten I can’t be beaten now And I’m mistrusted I won’t be busted They call me bastard yeah I think I’m wonderful I think I’m wonderful I think I’m wonderful I think I’m wonderful Hey! hey! hey!........ I know I’m wonderful I know I’m wonderful I get up in the morning, kiss the mirror Hello gorgeous Hey baby, you wanna have a good time? Allright! The damned-I think I wonderful
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03-09-2006, 12:47 PM
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Maybe it’s cos’ of the way that I dress
they say I look out of place And my taste is a mess And there ain’t No point in trying Cos’ I know what they’re dying to do Some stupid opinions On the way that I am They can look at me And I don’t give a damn, damn, damn They got no sense of humour They only spread the rumour They say I’m just misguided I don’t agree I think I’m wonderful I think I’m wonderful Sometimes I have a couple, over the eight When I go over the top Get in a hell of a state And there ain’t No point in trying Cos’ I know what they’re dying to do Stick them, their feelings, what a way to behave You say I’m crazy but you can’t look away It’s just a noise they’re making Whose got the time to take it? They think I’m nothing special I don’t agree I think I’m wonderful I think I’m wonderful I think I’m wonderful I think I’m wonderful The one mistreated I won’t be beaten I can’t be beaten now And I’m mistrusted I won’t be busted They call me bastard yeah I think I’m wonderful I think I’m wonderful I think I’m wonderful I think I’m wonderful Hey! hey! hey!........ I know I’m wonderful I know I’m wonderful I get up in the morning, kiss the mirror Hello gorgeous Hey baby, you wanna have a good time? Allright! The damned-I think I wonderful
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Every dog has his day. Last edited by Jacob Singer; 03-09-2006 at 12:55 PM.
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