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Diablos

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my life in the morning sun
my life in the speeding car
it's too much to lose
my life in the antique race
my life in electric wire
my life to you, my life to you
my life to you

so hear the way that the world is calling
my life to you
just show the way and i'll keep it coming
my life to you, my life to you

my life in the messy groom
my life in the greasy girl
my life to lose
my life in the world of shame
my life in the passing car
my life to lose, my life to you
my life to you

so hear the way the world is calling
my life to you
just show the way and i'll keep it coming
my life to you, my life to you

'cause my life and my love stand for always
your life and your love stand for always
any way that you wanted now
just say the word you can have it now
my life to you, my life to you
my life to you
my life to you
my life to you

any way that you wanted now
just show the world that you want it now
and way that you wanted now
show the world you can have it now
any way that you wanted now
any way that you wanted now
show the world that you want it now
my life to you
my life to you
my life to you
 
Bob Dylan - The Man in Me (fans of The Big Lebowski know this)


The man in me will do nearly any task,
And as for compensation, there's little he would ask.
Take a woman like you
To get through to the man in me.

Storm clouds are raging all around my door,
I think to myself I might not take it any more.
Take a woman like your kind
To find the man in me.

But, oh, what a wonderful feeling
Just to know that you are near,
Sets my a heart a-reeling
From my toes up to my ears.

The man in me will hide sometimes to keep from bein' seen,
But that's just because he doesn't want to turn into some machine.
Took a woman like you
To get through to the man in me.
 
Nick Lowe - MARIE PROVOST


Marie Provost did not look her best
The day the cops bust into her lonely nest
in the cheap hotel up on Hollywood west
July 29

She'd been lyin' there for two or three weeks
The neighbors said they never heard a squeak
While hungry eyes that could not speak
said even little doggies have got to eat

chorus:
She was a winner that became a doggie's dinner
She never meant that much to me
Whoa ohohoh poor Marie

Marie Provost was a movie queen
mysterious angel of the silent screen
And run like the wind the nation's young men steamed
When Marie crossed the silent screen

Whoa she came out west from New York
but when the talkies came Marie just couldn't cope
The public said Marie take a walk
All the way back to New York

She was a winner that became a doggie's dinner
She never meant that much to me
But now I see
Poor Marie

Those quaalude bombs didn't help her sleep
As her nights grew long and her days grew bleak
It's all downhill once you've passed your peak
Marie got ready for that last big sleep

The cops came in and they looked around
Throwin' up everywhere over what they found
The handiwork of Marie's little dachshund
That hungry little dachshund!

She was a winner that became a doggie's dinner
She never meant that much to me
Whoa ohohoh poor Marie

poor Marie
poor poor Marie
 
Your eyes are burning holes through me
IÂ’m gasoline
IÂ’m burninÂ’ clean

Twentieth century go and sleep
YouÂ’re pleistocene
That is obscene
That is obscene

(chorus)
You are the star tonight
Your sun electric, outta sight
Your light eclipsed the moon tonight
Electrolite
YouÂ’re outta sight

If I ever want to fly
Mulholland drive
I am alive

Hollywood is under me
IÂ’m martin sheen
IÂ’m steve mcqueen
IÂ’m jimmy dean

(repeat chorus)

If you ever want to fly
Mulholland drive
Up in the sky
Stand on a cliff and look down there
DonÂ’t be scared, you are alive
You are alive

(repeat chorus)

Twentieth century go and sleep
Really deep
We wonÂ’t blink

Your eyes are burning holes through me
IÂ’m not scared
IÂ’m outta here
IÂ’m not scared
IÂ’m outta here

^ My fav REM song.
 
Type O Negative - It's Never Enough

fuck you god
fuck you god
fuck you god

With my blood, time, sweat and tears
My goal is to dissolve her fears
fuck you god Self-imposed imprisonment
In this way feels she must repent - must repent

In a cell denial made
Break the lock, free her from her cage
fuck you god Realizing her days be few
Just want to make her comfortable - comfortable

No matter what i do
No matter what i do
It's never enough

No matter what i do
No matter what i do
It's never enough

Don't take her

I'll lose my mind
When it's her time
She's so scared, it's unbearable
Can't believe god could be so cruel
So cruel

She held me tight
Childhood fright
I'm so scared, there's no remedy
But so glad for the memories
So glad

fuck you god
fuck you god
fuck you god
fuck you god

For her one day undestroyed
I'd give my soul or life with joy
fuck you god
Angel face of saintly love
I curse christ that she suffers such - suffers such

No matter what i do
No matter what i do
It's never enough

No matter what i do
No matter what i do
It's never enough

No matter what i do
No matter what i do
It's never enough - never enough - never enough - never enough
 
Not a word, from your lips
You just took for granted that I want to skinny dip.
A quick hit, that's your game.
But I'm not a piece of meat, still you like my brain.
Night is young, so are we.
Let's get to know each other better, slow & easily.
Take my hand, let's hit the floor.
Shake our bodies to the music.
Maybe then you'll score.

Chorus: So come on baby, won't you show some class
Why you want to move so fast.
We don't have to take our clothes off
To have a good time
Oh no
We could dance & party all night
And drink some cherry wine
Uh huh
We don't have to take our clothes off
To have a good time
Oh no
We could dance & party all night (all night)
And drink some cherry wine
Uh huh
Na na na na na na na............


Just slow down if you want me
A man wants to be approached cool & romantically
I've got needs
Just like you
If the conversation's good
Vibrations through & through

So come on baby, won't you show some class
Why you want to move so fast
We don't have to take outr clothes off
To have a good time
Oh no
We could dance & party all night (all night)
And drink some cherry wine
Uh huh
Na na na na na na.........

Repeat until fade.............
 
Some time ago I checked my conscience
and found it wasn't all that clean
a trail of people I had hurt
a sea of sins left unredeemed

Regret is a dull and rusted blade
that covers me with scars that never fade
these wounds, like a catalog of flaws
serve to remind me of all the pain I've caused

So I resolved to make amends
to heal the damage I had done
but I could never stop the torrent
of those regrets still yet to come

This bitter sadness overwhelms me
and mires me down with velvet arms
it's time for me to face the music
it's time to undo all this harm
 
Working from seven to eleven every night,
It really makes life a drag, I don't think that's right.
I've really, really been the best of fools, I did what I could.
'Cause I love you, baby, How I love you, darling, How I love you, baby,
How I love you, girl, little girl.
But baby, Since I've Been Loving You. I'm about to lose my worried mind, oh, yeah.

Everybody trying to tell me that you didn't mean me no good.
I've been trying, Lord, let me tell you, Let me tell you I really did the best I could.
I've been working from seven to eleven every night, I said It kinda makes my life a drag.
Lord, that ain't right...
Since I've Been Loving You, I'm about to lose my worried mind.

Said I've been crying, my tears they fell like rain,
Don't you hear, Don't you hear them falling,
Don't you hear, Don't you hear them falling.

Do you remember mama, when I knocked upon your door?
I said you had the nerve to tell me you didn't want me no more, yeah
I open my front door, hear my back door slam,
You must have one of them new fangled back door man.

I've been working from seven, seven, seven, to eleven every night, It kinda makes my life a drag...
Baby, Since I've Been Loving You, I'm about to lose, I'm about lose to my worried mind.
 
Traveling in a fried-out combie
On a hippie trail, head full of zombie
I met a strange lady, she made me nervous
She took me in and gave me breakfast
And she said,

"Do you come from a land down under?
Where women glow and men plunder?
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover."

Buying bread from a man in Brussels
He was six foot four and full of muscles
I said, "Do you speak-a my language?"
He just smiled and gave me a vegemite sandwich
And he said,

"I come from a land down under
Where beer does flow and men chunder
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover."

Lying in a den in Bombay
With a slack jaw, and not much to say
I said to the man, "Are you trying to tempt me
Because I come from the land of plenty?"
And he said,

"Oh! Do you come from a land down under? (oh yeah yeah)
Where women glow and men plunder?
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover."
 
No is no
No is always no
If they say no, it means a thousand times no
No plus no equals no
All nos lead to no no no
Finger pointing, eyebrows low
Mouth in the shape of the letter O
Pardon me -- No!
Excuse me -- No!
May I stay?
Can I go?
No, no, no
Do this -- No!
Don't do that -- No!
Sit, stay, roll over
No, no, no
Finger pointing, eyebrows low
Mouth in the shape of the letter O
Red means stop. Do not go.
No, no, no
 
Well oh well I'm back in the County Hell
I just flew in and my arms they feel like hell
I'm so glad to be back in the County Hell
I missed the smack, I missed the crack,
I missed the killings too
I missed the London Irish girls
but especially missed you
The USA never fails to make me blue

Put me in charge I'd execute the Artistic Queers
And all the fuckin' bastards that drink trendy Irish beers
My death squads would be kids from flats
All high from sniffing glue
I'd use them to kill rich Brits
and the journalistic whores

The park bench Aristocrats
are drinking in the park
And the junkies are still sneaking
in for fix up after dark
And Jock laid out on his park bench
like it was his home settee
Singin' like a fallen angel Me and Bobby McGee

When I've done my patriotic chore
And burnt London to the ground
I'll go back home to Nenagh
and get pissed every night in town
Like the ol' folks say,
you can't keep a good man down

And the park bench Aristocrats
still drinking in the park
The junkies are still sneaking in
for fix up after dark
Jock's still layed out on his park bench
like it was his own settee
Singing like a fallen angel
Me and Bobby McGee

Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose
Nothin ain't worth nothin if ain't free
Feelin good was easy Lord when Bobby sang the blues
Feelin good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and Bobby McGee
 
Dear everything.
Today I witnessed a crucifixion in pink and lavender and gold.
I've heard people say that beauty is in details,
but I don't think they have ever seen you.
There were mortal wounds inflicted on the sky and incrminating blue stains on my shirt.
The shirt you bought for me.
Christ it hurts.
Like stars in my belly going supernova.
I feel like a zombie that refuses to live.
Haunting the junkyards and cutting myself on scraps of you.
The other day I masturbated to pictures of you at your birthday party.
They were the only ones I still had.
It felt so wrong, just like my life.
I hope I'm dead by the time you read this.
I love you.
 
The other day I masturbated to pictures of you at your birthday party.
They were the only ones I still had.
It felt so wrong, just like my life.
I hope I'm dead by the time you read this.
I love you.

:o

Who the hell sings that??
 
Hail to the Redskins!
Hail Victory!
Braves on the Warpath!
Fight for old D.C.!
Run or pass and score -- we want a lot more!
Beat 'em, Swamp 'em, Touchdown! -- Let the points soar!
Fight on, fight on 'Til you have won
Sons of Wash-ing-ton. Rah!, Rah!, Rah!

Hail to the Redskins!
Hail Victory!
Braves on the Warpath!
Fight for old D.C.!
 
Diablos said:
:o

Who the hell sings that??


Pig Destroyer

One of the finest Grindcore bands on the planet.

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Bandits of the Acoustic Revolution - It's a Wonderful Life

Once again I wake up alone on the wrong side of my bed. And once again you begin your dancing nakedly on the right side of my head. ItÂ’s for a lack of better words that I can hardly speak my soul. And IÂ’m feeling what IÂ’m feeling when IÂ’m feeling when itÂ’s time to lose control, my love.

And once again weÂ’re off to war. But i canÂ’t agree with what weÂ’re fighting for. And thatÂ’s not all, because every time she smiles I see her soul,when I smile what a wonderful life.

ItÂ’s true I used to try, but then I gave up. I learned it doesnÂ’t really matter, what I do ainÂ’t enough to appease or to please, all my well meaning deeds seem to all go up in smoke. And every time I look into these smoke filled skies I wonder what sheÂ’s doing, why I volunteered to die. But tonight I will fight for my life so I might see my wife again.
I explained to her that IÂ’d be back.when I gave my word that the fighting wouldnÂ’t last. But despite my pact, I know that every breath I draw might be my last, and I smile: ItÂ’s been a wonderful life.

God damn, another summer in the city and I never seen a girl look so pretty as you when you smile oh youÂ’re wild for a while, I was hoping I might see you again. And I know that everyone is willing to go and I find IÂ’ll turn it all and leave on a dime. If I leave tonight (screw whatÂ’s right) I can make it home by dawn.

And I was told “Boy, prepare for war” But they failed to mention what I’d be fighting for. So I fight for this: the fact that as I pass away, I’ll feel her kiss,when i smile: what a wonderful life, me of my, what a wonderful life, oh to die for such a wonderful life.
 
Come on, come out of the rain. You're not oppressed you're just too learned. I took the book, I looked the page - your sabbatical was burning.

Sweet sweet sweet sweet fire in the street, let's sully every stage. Lick my lips, twist my hips, but Contessa....I already did.

Some things work but me I choose to lose my skin in the dirt. This whiskey priest he burned the church to keep his girls alive.

Sweet sweet sweet sweet fire in the street, let's sully every stage we meet. Lick my lips, twist my hips, but Contessa.....I already did.

Sweet sweet sweet sweet fire in the street
Sweet sweet sweet sweet fire in the street
Sweet sweet sweet sweet fire in the street
Sweet sweet sweet sweet fire in the street



I love The New Pornographers, they're so... hippie. :D
 
it's not the side effects of the cocaine
i'm thinking that it must be love
 
People are people
So why should it be
You and I should get along so awfully
People are people
So why should it be
You and I should get along so awfully

So weÂ’re different colours
And weÂ’re different creeds
And different people
Have different needs
ItÂ’s obvious you hate me
Though IÂ’ve done nothing wrong
IÂ’ve never even met you
So what could I have done
I canÂ’t understand
What makes a man
Hate another man
Help me understand
People are people
So why should it be
You and I should get along so awfully
People are people
So why should it be
You and I should get along so awfully
Help me understand
Help me understand

Now youÂ’re punching
And youÂ’re kicking
And youÂ’re shouting at me
And IÂ’m relying on your common decency
So far it hasnÂ’t surfaced
But IÂ’m sure it exists
It just takes a while to travel
From your head to your fist (head to your fists)
I canÂ’t understand what makes a man
Hate another man
Help me understand
People are people
So why should it be
You and I should get along so awfully
People are people
So why should it be
You and I should get along so awfully

I canÂ’t understand
What makes a man
Hate another man
Help me understand
I canÂ’t understand
What makes a man
Hate another man
Help me understand
I canÂ’t understand
What makes a man
Hate another man
I canÂ’t understand (people are people)
What makes a man (why should it be)
Hate another man
Help me understand...
 
Hm.

I read the ones that appeal to me. I'm sure others do the same.
Why do you hate me anyway? Did you have another username in the past?
 
Choices always were a problem for you.
What you need is someone strong to guide you.
Deaf and blind and dumb and born to follow,
what you need is someone strong to use you...
like me,
like me.

If you want to get your soul to heaven,
trust in me.
Don't judge or question.
You are broken now,
but faith can heal you.
Just do everything I tell you to do.
Deaf and blind and dumb and born to follow.
Let me lay my holy hand upon you.

My God's will
becomes me.
When he speaks out,
he speaks through me.
He has needs
like I do.
We both want
to rape you.

Jesus Christ, why don't you come save my life.
Open my eyes and blind me with your light
and your lies.
 
Diablos said:
Your eyes are burning holes through me
IÂ’m gasoline
IÂ’m burninÂ’ clean

Twentieth century go and sleep
YouÂ’re pleistocene
That is obscene
That is obscene

(chorus)
You are the star tonight
Your sun electric, outta sight
Your light eclipsed the moon tonight
Electrolite
YouÂ’re outta sight

If I ever want to fly
Mulholland drive
I am alive

Hollywood is under me
IÂ’m martin sheen
IÂ’m steve mcqueen
IÂ’m jimmy dean

(repeat chorus)

If you ever want to fly
Mulholland drive
Up in the sky
Stand on a cliff and look down there
DonÂ’t be scared, you are alive
You are alive

(repeat chorus)

Twentieth century go and sleep
Really deep
We wonÂ’t blink

Your eyes are burning holes through me
IÂ’m not scared
IÂ’m outta here
IÂ’m not scared
IÂ’m outta here

^ My fav REM song.

Mine too! Diablos and I agree about music...the end is nigh!
 
Standing in the shower thinking
About what makes a man
An outlaw or a leader
I'm thinking about power...
The ways a man could use it
Or be destroyed by it
The water hits my neck
And I'm pissing on myself...

Standing
In the shower
Thinking...

Standing in the shower thinking
About a man I know don't like me
He don't like the place I'm headed
Same place he's headed...
I know he'd beat me to it
If he could but he won't do it
But he would man
If he could...
And the water is piping hot..
The water is piping hot
It beats upon my neck
And I'm pissing on myself...

Standing
In the shower
Thinking...

Standing in the shower thinking
Is my woman afraid of me?
She's seen how far I've twisted
It's just cause I can trust her
And ever since we met
She understood so she let
Me twist her good...
I twist her good...
And the water is piping hot
The water is piping hot
It beats upon my neck
And I'm pissing on myself...

Standing
In the shower
Thinking...
 
Immortal - Damned In Black

March of the black dungeoned ones
Beyond the dim they shape

March of the black demonic ones
Beyond the dim they lurk

March of the black awakened beasts
Beyond the dim they rage

Hordes of evil march
Until the end you fall
Drawned to the apocalypse
It's the age of ending

Damned In Black

The ghastly rivers whirl
Swallowing all in sight
Come the vision we await
Into the blinding depths
And never to return...

Damned In Black

March of the black dungeoned ones
Beyond the dim they shape

March of the brave
Immortal gods
From beyond the dim we rise...
 
People just ain't no good
I think that's well understood
You can see it everywhere you look
People just ain't no good

We were married under cherry trees
Under blossom we made pour vows
All the blossoms come sailing down
Through the streets and through the playgrounds

The sun would stream on the sheets
Awoken by the morning bird
We'd buy the Sunday newspapers
And never read a single word

People they ain't no good
People they ain't no good
People they ain't no good

Seasons came, Seasons went
The winter stripped the blossoms bare
A different tree now lines the streets
Shaking its fists in the air
The winter slammed us like a fist
The windows rattling in the gales
To which she drew the curtains
Made out of her wedding veils

People they ain't no good
People they ain't no good
People they ain't no good at all

To our love send a dozen white lilies
To our love send a coffin of wood
To our love let aal the pink-eyed pigeons coo
That people they just ain't no good
To our love send back all the letters
To our love a valentine of blood
To our love let all the jilted lovers cry
That people they just ain't no good

It ain't that in their hearts they're bad
They can comfort you, some even try
They nurse you when you're ill of health
They bury you when you go and die
It ain't that in their hearts they're bad
They'd stick by you if they could
But that's just bullsh*t
People just ain't no good

People they ain't no good
People they ain't no good
People they ain't no good
People they ain't no good at all
 
Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run,
Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run.
You better make your face up in
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
When the cockleshell shatters
And the hammers batter
Down the door.
You'd 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.
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.
Cause 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.

"Hey, open up! HaHaHaHaHaaaaaaaaaa!
[sound of car skidding, followed by loud scream]
"Hammer, Hammer"
 
Eerie whispers
trapped beneath my pillow
won't let me sleep
your memories

and I know you're in this room
I'm sure I heard you sigh
Floating in between
where our worlds collide

scares the hell out of me
and the end is all I can see
and it scares the hell out of me
and the end is all I can see

and I know the moment's near
and there's nothing you can do
look through a faithless eye
are you afraid to die?

it scares the hell out of me
and the end is all I can see
and it scares the hell out of me
and the end is all I can see

It scares the hell out of me
and the end is all I can see
and it scares the hell out of me
and the end is all I can see.
 
After this rap I'll be
in Napoli happily
proposin' to my chosen
under an apple tree.

Let's get married!
I don't walk, I get carried
by a motorcade
of voter-aged
women on roller-blades
in cute sleeveless shirts exposing their shoulder-blades.
 
Artist: Kaskade
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Album: In The Moment
Year: 2004
Title: Everything (feat. Andy Caldwell)
Album in which this track "Everything" is mixed: Tribute to Kaskade.mp3


I'm finding the more I see the more I can see
Now I'm not hiding anymore

Come on baby
Let me know how you feel
Come on take me
I can see this is real

Ever since your love filled my life
I see it's changing everything
Don't you know the way you move me
It's so right, it's better than anything
You are the star in the night
Shining for me baby
Love is so right
Come on I'm feeling everything.

You know me in a way like no one ever before
You hold me forever





Featured DJ: Jeremy Jive from Canada
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other Jeremy Jive mixes: www.jeremyjive.com/audio
 
Shut out, pimpled and angry.
I quietly tied all my guts into knots.
Gave up on trying to make them,
I figured it'd take them too long to look up and besides...

It was undeniably clear to me i don't know why
When every other part of life seemed locked behind shutters
I knew what worthless dregs we've always been.

Lucked out and found my favorite records
Lying in wait at the birmingham mall.
The songs that i heard,
The occasional book
Were the only fun i ever took.
And i got on with making myself.
The trick is just making yourself.

But when they're parking their cars on your chest
You've still got a view of the summer sky
To make it hurt twice when your restless body
Caves to its whims
And suddenly struggles to take flight...

Three thousand miles north east
I left all my friends at the morning bus stop shaking their heads.
"what kind of life you dream of? you're allergic to love."
Yes i know but i must say in my own defense
It's been undeniably dear to me, i don't know why
When every other part of life seemed locked behind shutters
I knew the worthless dregs we are,
The selfless, loving saints we are,
The melting, sliding dice we've always been.
 
This is the moment that you know
That you told her that you loved her but you don't.
You touch her skin and then you think
That she is beautiful but she don't mean a thing to me.
Yeah, she is beautiful but she don't mean a thing to me.

I spent two weeks in Silverlake
The California sun cascading down my face
There was a girl with light brown streaks
And she was beautiful but she didn't mean a thing to me.
Yeah she was beautiful but she didn't mean a thing to me.

Wanted to believe in all the words that i was speaking
As we moved together in the dark
And all the friends that i was telling
And all the playful misspellings
And every bite i gave you left a mark

Tiny vessels oozed into your neck
And formed the bruises
That you said you didn't want to fade
But they did and so did i that day

All i see are dark grey clouds
In the distance moving closer with every hour
So when you ask "was something wrong?"
That i think "you're damn right there is but we can't talk about it now.
No, we can't talk about it now."

So one last touch and then you'll go
And we'll pretend that it meant something so much more
But it was vile, and it was cheap
And you are beautiful but you don't mean a thing to me
Yeah you are beautiful but you don't mean a thing to me [x2]
 
It's so cold in this house
Open mouth swallowing us
The children staying home from school
Will not stop crying

And I know that you're busy too
I know that you care
You got your finger on the pulse
You got your eyes everywhere
And it hurts all the time when you don't return my calls
And you haven't got the time to remember how it was
It's so cold in this house
It's so cold in this house

I can't eat, I can't sleep
I can't sleep, I can't dream
An aversion to light
Got a fear of the ocean


Like drinking poison, like eating glass
Like drinking poison, like eating glass
Like drinking poison, like eating glass
Like drinking poison, like eating....

It's so cold in this house
It's so cold in this house
It's so cold in this house
It's so cold in this bed.

Like drinking poison, like eating glass
Like drinking poison, like eating glass
Like drinking poison, like eating glass
Like drinking poison, like eating....

Come and show me how it was

We've got crosses on our eyes
Been walking into the walls again
We've got crosses on our eyes
Been walking into the furniture
We've got crosses on our eyes
For richer, for poorer, for better, for worse
We've got crosses on our eyes
We've been walking into the furniture
 
shattering fast, i'm glass, i'm glass
i'm shattering fast, i'm glass, i'm glass
i'm shattering, shattering, glass, glass, glass
i'm shattering fast, i'm glass, i'm glass

got a lot of tears
in a blood-stained jar
been a real long time
since i walk the fine line

you set up the walls
you set up the walls
hold all my calls
i'll be by the pool

won't you please
talk to me
won't you love
what i love

all alone
in my soul
i betrayed
my rock and roll
my rock and roll
my rock and roll
my rock and roll
my rock and roll

shattering fast, i'm glass, i'm glass
i'm shattering, shattering, glass, glass, glass

you set up the walls
hold all my calls
i'll be by the pool
playing with my guns
and there's nowhere to run
i'm the one you love now
staying after school
breaking all the rules

shattering fast
shattering fast
i'm shattering glass
shattering fast, oh

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And for good measure:

Shattering, I'm glassed
I'm glassed, I'm glassed
I'm shattering, I'm glassed
I'm glassed, I'm glassed
I'm shattering, shattering
Glass, glass, glass
I'm shattering, I'm glassed
I'm glassed, I'm glassed
Going out of tune
In a blood stained job
Been a real long time
Since I walkin' fine
You put up the wall
You put up the wall
Calling, get my calls
Because I'll be by the pool
Won't you please
Talk to me
Won't you love
Or are ya tired
I'm alone
In my soul
Because I betrayed
My rock and roll
Rock and roll
Rock and roll
Rock and roll
Shattering, I'm glassed
I'm glassed, I'm glassed
I'm shattering, I'm glassed
I'm glassed, I'm glassed
You put up the walls
And all of my calls
Because I'll be by the pool
Quiet with my god
Because there's nowhere to run
Because I'm the one you love now
I'm staying after school
Breaking all of your rules
Shattering glass
Shattering glass
Shattering glass
Shattering glass
 
I hear Brenda's got a baby
But, Brenda's barely got a brain
A damn shame
Tha girl can hardly spell her name
(That's not our problem, that's up ta Brenda's family)
Well let me show ya how it affects tha whole community
Now Brenda never really knew her moms and her dad was a
junky
Went in debt to his arms, it's sad
Cause I bet Brenda doesn't even know
Just cause your in tha ghetto doesn't mean ya can't grow
But oh, that's a thought, my own revelation
Do whatever it takes ta resist tha temptation
Brenda got herself a boyfriend
Her boyfriend was her cousin, now lets watch tha joy end
She tried to hide her pregnancy, from her family
Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she
Went out and had a church of kids
As long as when tha check came they got first dibs
Now Brendas belly is gettin bigger
But no one seems ta notice any change in her figure
She's 12 years old and she's having a baby
In love with tha molester, whos sexin her crazy
And yet she thinks that he'll be with her forever
And dreams of a world with tha two of them are together,
whatever
He left her and she had tha baby solo, she had it on tha
bathroom floor
And didn't know so, she didn't know, what ta throw away and
what ta keep
She wrapped tha baby up and threw him in tha trash heep
I guess she thought she'd get away
Wouldn't hear tha cries
She didn't realize
How much tha tha little baby had her eyes
Now tha babys in tha trash heep balling
Momma can't help her, but it hurts ta hear her calling
Brenda wants ta run away
Momma say, you makin' me lose pay, tha social workers here
everyday
Now Brenda's gotta make her own way
Can't go to her family, they won't let her stay
No money no babysitter, she couldn't keep a job
She tried ta sell crack, but end up getting robbed
So now what's next, there ain't nothin left ta sell
So she sees sex as a way of leavin hell
It's payin tha rent, so she really can't complain
Prostitute, found slain, and Brenda's her name, she's got a baby
 
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