another great lyrics


Artist: LL Cool J f/ Kelly Price

[LL Cool J] {*Kelly Price harmonizes in background*}
Yeah, uhh, uhh
Word up
And you say New York City
A-ha-ha, word up {Take me away, baby}
Uhh, uhh, uhh.. uhh

Damn, you and your man had beef
so he left you Uptown, teary eyed, on the back streets
for me to scoop up in the Bentley drop
Long as God hold me down you know I had to stop
What the deal ma? You wanna use my cell?
You runnin solo? This block foul as hell
You said my ex be beatin on me
He mad jealous even though he be cheatin on me
Mmm, I said miss, let me tell you somethin
bout who's makin major moves and who's frontin
Huh, who's talkin loud but ain't sayin nuttin
And those who get the one they want but keep frontin
He don't appreciate the well til it run dry
Love is blind, it's hard to say goodbye {goodbye}
But smart birds choose to fly
cause we livin in the hood girlfriend, it's do or die
Here's my definition, of love everlasting
I would trade all my cash in, for passion
Tiffany jewels and designer fashions
to hear happiness is mine for the askin
Every day on my knees I pray
that I would run into someone that make me feel this way
What you think, you wanna ride with L?
Some things are meant to be baby, you never can tell
{I wanna ride, with you baby}

Chorus: Kelly Price

Every night, every day
I just sit and dream about you
You and me.. you and me..
Hold me tight, ecstasy
Makin love til ever after
Baby you and me, yeah.. you and me..

[LL Cool J]
Now we dippin on the FDR
It's one of them lucky nights when you can peep out the stars
We speak without talkin and the world is ours
When I glance over at ya I can feel your power
You schemin, L want a one-night stand
I'm schemin, she probably in love with her man
But we keep on rollin, hopin there's somethin more
Dreamin about tomorrow and what life got in store
Livin, no drama, we can chill, relax
Sex all night in the morn' count stacks
Sip Grand Marnier and maybe puff a dime sack
but only in moderation, we ain't livin like that, y'know?
We jetted up the tavern on the green
to talk about love cause the game's extreme
Domestic abuse and everything in between
Cause I want you to think of me when you need a shoulder to lean on
I'm from Queens, I'ma rep to the fullest
but I'd rather chill with you, 'stead of dodgin bullets
Glock in the stash I don't really wanna pull it
on some so-called thug cat, that's faker than acryllics
He said your fam be ridin your nerves
And you hate him for never givin you the life you deserve
Remember, the one who hold a grudge is foul
And everything you ever wanted is in front of you now
Whassup?

Chorus

[LL Cool J]
I promise you, dreams do come true
There's trials and tribulations that we all go through
When your heart's bleedin, how could the sky seem blue?
But listen up shorty, this is what I wanna do
Be there for you, baby care for you
When my dogs stare at you never sharin you
And to my ex-girlfriend, never comparin you
And do the things that your ex never dared to do
Time to bounce baby, I'm takin you home
Look at the moonlight sparkle on the 20 inch chrome
The rocks on my hand got a life of they own
plus the blend tape's bumpin and it's settin the tone
Should I jet to the hotel, is now the right time
or should I be patient and explore your mind?
You said you grew up in the ghetto and it hurt your heart
Tried to live smart but your dreams fell apart
You dated hustlers and brought 'em customers
They totally destroyed whatever trust their was
Now you hate men and everything they stand for
cause you wanna be treated like a queen, not a whore
Close your eyes, don't be afraid to dream
Open your heart to this cat from Queens
Whatever you wanna do, however you wanna do it
Back to back baby, we can get each other through it

pool shark - sublime

Lying in my plasic bed,
thinkin' how things were so cool to me
My baby likes to shoot pool
I like lying naked in my bedroom

Tying on that dinosaur tonight
used to be so cool

Now I've got the needle
and I can't bleed, but I can't breathe.
Take it away and I want more and more
One day I'm gonna lose the war

Lying in my plasic bed
thinkin' how things were so cool to me
My baby likes to shoot pool
I like lying naked in my bedroom

Tying on the dinosaur
tonight it used to be so cool

Now I've got the needle
and I can't shake
but I can't breathe

Take it away and but I want more and more
One day I'm gonna lose the war

I doubt everyone reads ALL the lyrics of EVERY song that gets posted here, and this is a long one, but oh well, it's freakin' fantastic:

Frank Zappa "The Torture Never Stops"

Flies all green and buzzin',
in this dungeon of despair.
Prisoners grumble and piss their clothes,
and scratch their matted hair.
A tiny light, from a window hole,
a hundred yards away,
is all they ever gets to know
about the regular light in the day.

And it stinks so bad, the stones been chokin',
and weepin' greenish drops.
In the room where the giant fire puffer works,
and the torture never stops.

The torture never stops.

Slime and rot, rats and snot,
and vomit on the floor.
Fifty yoogly soldiers, man,
holdin' spears by the iron door.
Knives and spikes, and guns and the likes
of every tool of pain.
And a sinister midget, with a bucket and a mop,
where the blood goes down the drain.

And it stinks so bad, the stones been chokin',
and weepin' greenish drops.
In the room where the giant fire puffer works,
and the torture never stops.

The torture never stops.
The torture.. the torture..
The torture never stops.

Flies all green and buzzin',
in this dungeon of despair.
An evil prince eats a steaming pig,
in a chamber right near there.
He eats the snouts and the trotters first.
The loins and the groins is soon dispersed.
His carvin' style is well rehearsed.
He stands and shouts:

All men be cursed!
All men be cursed!
All men be cursed!
All men be cursed!

And disagree?
Well, no one durst.

He's the best, of course, of all the worst.
Some wrong been done, he done it first.

And it stinks so bad, his bones been chokin',
and weepin' greenish drops.
In the night of the iron sausage,
where the torture never stops.

The torture never stops.
The torture.. the torture..
The torture never stops.

Flies all green and buzzin',
in this dungeon of despair.
Who are all those people,
that he's locked away down there?
Are they crazy?
Are they sainted?
Are they zeroes,
someone painted?

And it's never been explained,
since it first it was created.
But a dungeon, like a sin,
requires not but lockin' in,
of everything that's ever been.
Look at her.
Look at him.

That's what's the deal we're dealin' in.
That's what's the deal we're dealin' in.
That's what's the deal we're dealin' in.
That's what's the deal we're dealin' in.

Einsturzende Neubauten- all of Blixa's work is extremely poetic and philosophical. A real treat.

Haus Der Luege from Haus Der Luege
(House of Lies)



First floor:
Here live the blind
who believe what they see
and the deaf
who believe what they hear
bound and gagged to kitchen- stool
sits a fool, who believes
in all he can feel
(his hands on his lap)

Second Floor:
roll after roll
length after length
in woodchip wallpaper
lone tennants stand around
observing the walls with frowns
looking for printing and spelling mistakes
they couldn't even decipher their own names

Up to the next floor!
which, oh wonder! Never completed
can only be reached by the stairs
____
___
____

Here are the errors
which belong to the firm
and with which they tile the floors
upon these none may tread

Fourth floor:
Here lives the architect
immersed in his plan of
this building crammed with ideas
it stretches from funda- to firmament
and from its foundations to the firm

In the ground floor:
There are four doors
they lead
directly out-of-doors
or more precisely: to the corner- stone
he who wants to can wait here
the concrete's coming at twelve
corner- stone lego
thought passages are painted over
in head- height brown
infamous or catholic purple
for better orientation

Top floor:
Has some damage
in the rafters an old man sits
dead angels are strewn across the floor
(their faces resemble his)
between his knees he holds a gun
he aims it at his mouth
and into the skull
and out of the skull's other side
into the roof's apex
drills that bullet

God has shot himself
now a top floor can be renovated
God has shot himself
now a top floor can be renovated.

wow, what a great lyric, I had to read it three times but, wow!!

A Perfect Circle - Blue
I didn't want to know
I just didn't want to know
Best to keep things in the shallow end
Cause I never quite learned how to swim

I just didn't want to know
Didn't want, didn't want,
Didn't want, didn't want

Close my eyes just to look at you
Taken by the seamless vision
I close my eyes,
Ignore the smoke,
Ignore the smoke

Call it aftermath, she's turning blue
Such a lovely color for you
Call it aftermath, she's turning blue
While I just sit and stare at you

Because I don't want to know
I didn't want to know
I just didn't want to know
I just didn't want

Mistook their nods for an approval
Just ignore the smoke and smile

Call it aftermath, she's turning blue
Such a lovely color for you
Call it aftermath, she's turning blue
Such a perfect color for your eyes
Call it aftermath, she's turning blue
Such a lovely color for you
Call it aftermath, she's turning blue
While I just sit and stare at you

I don't want to know

Tool - Gaping Lotus Experience
I had a friend once he took some acid
Now he thinks he's a fire engine
It's okay until he pisses on your lighter
Kinda smells kinda cool kinda funny anyway

satan, satan, satan...

I had a friend once he took some ecstasy
Tried to marry me and every one in the room
He was sort of loving kinda caring,
kinda tried to **** my lazy boy
It got a bit messy all over the curtains,
arm chair covers, throw pillows, and carpeting

satan, satan, satan...

I'm getting bored again...

Just a cursory glance at this thread shows how interests and tastes can diverge extremely-is that not amazing!
Anyhow- I know that all if this will sound too doom and gloom for most of you but I guess I just have a gothic heart
This one is special just because it defines the shared misery I had with a friend-though she defected in the end!

This is how the lucky feel
How the blessed think
Like daybreak in spring
The sun on a spring morning

But how do I feel
In my gloomy depths?

Like the flat brink of a cloud
Like a dark night in autumn
A black winter day
No, darker than that
Gloomier than an autumn night

(Black Winter Day-Amorphis)


This one is where my nick comes from- I guess I would say the song defines me:
Again by Amorphis: Betterunborn

Better it would be for me
And better it would have been
Had I not been born, not grown
Not been brought into the world
Not had to come to this earth
Not been suckled for the world

If I'd died a three-night-old
Been lost in my swaddling hand
I'd have needed but a span of doth
A span more of wood,
But a cubit of goof earth
Two words from the priest
Three verses from the cantor
One clang from the bell
I'd rather die, I'd rather be
Betterunborn

this one is a beautiful song -but they say that you cannot listen to Anathema without contemplating suicide!
Hey you.. rotting in your alcoholic shell
Banging on the walls of your intoxicated mind
Do you ever wonder why you were left alone
As your heart grew colder and finally turned to stone

Did I punish you for dreaming?
Did I break your heart and leave you crying?
Do you ever dream of escaping?
Don't you ever dream of escaping...

Pathetic oblivion
Forgotten hopes buried in your soul's lonely grave
Pathetic oblivion
Remember how you were before you locked your heart away

Did I punish you for dreaming?
Did I break your heart and leave you crying?
Do you ever dream of escaping?
Don't you ever dream of escaping...
FORGOTTEN HOPES-ANATHEMA

and of course the classic anthem of the miserable from Sentenced: Home in Despair
Again the sky has fallen down on me
Once more a world has crumbled down and over me

And yet in some twisted way
I enjoy my misery
And in some strange way
I have grown together with my agony

I feel home in despair for I dwell in grief
and I feel home when the air's too thick to breathe
and I feel home anywhere human lives are going down the drain

For as long as I remember life has been hard
I guess they have "misery" written somewhere in my stars

For I have mourned for so damn long
that I've forgotten what it was for
Everything has gone so wrong
that I really couldn't think of anything more

I feel home in despair for I dwell in grief
and I feel home when the air's too thick to breathe
and I feel home anywhere human lives are flowing down the drain

I feel home in despair for I dwell in grief
and I feel home when the air's too thick to breathe
and I feel home anywhere the light of day is drowned in heavy rain

Yet I know the worst is still to come


for the angrier at heart; who else but the infernal Rotting Christ:Release Me

(could have chosen Dying or Noghtmare instead but Dying might have some romantic connotations which I am perpetually wary of !)

I am trapped within a fabled dream
The one that hunts at the edge of horror
What do I love there is no form no being
To which I do not give my self alone

Awake from dreaming the truth is the known
Awake from waking the truth is unknown
Show me the dream that leads me to trueness
Show me the truth that releases me from madness
I am trapped within an unending line
The one that hurts the value of hollow
What is the sign, what is the omen?
To witch I have to base upon

The truth that dwells in the dark night of soul
Beware of every herald of the dawn
Find me the soul that truth doesn't dwell in darkness
Find me the herald to proclaim me the sadness
Find me the silence the light side of truth
Fill me with hopes with reasons with wisdom
Awake (me) from dreaming that truth is the known
Awake (me) from waking truth is unknown: the fear is the known

Law / reason / time / space blind us to truth
All that we know is that we know not
Law / reason / time / space blind us to truth
All that we know is that we know not

The truth that dwells in the dark night of soul
Beware of every herald of the dawn
Find me the soul that truth doesn't dwell in darkness
Find me the herald to proclaim me the sadness
Find me the silence the light side of truth
Fill me with hopes with reasons with wisdom
Awake (me) from dreaming that truth is the known
Awake (me) from waking truth is unknown

but if you want to be romantic- this is the most romantic thing I can bear-I would either choose Him or Nightwish-here goes:
Nightwish-Astral Romance

A nocturnal concerto
Candlelight whispers me where to go
Hymn of gathering stars as my guide
While I wander on this path of the night

Embroidery of the stars
Undress my feelings for this earth
Send me your salva to heal my scars
And let this nakedness me my birth

Macrocosm poured its powers on me
And the hopes of this world I now must leave
The nightwish I sent you centuries ago
Has been heard by those who dwelled in a woe

The distance of our bridal bed
Await for me to be dead
Dust of the galaxies take my hand
Lead me to my beloved's land

"This constant longing for your touch
This bitter ocean of hatred and pain
This loneliness I need to be who I am"

"The oceans are as lone as I
Somebody take away this gift of mine
No charisma for the beast!
But still I love you forevermore"

"Come to me
Deliver me from you
And from all the days of the Earth"

No last words to say
Only memories remain
A farewell then, my path goes forever on
and Him:
Gone With The Sin

I love your skin oh so white
I love your touch cold as ice
And I love every single tear you cry
I just love the way you're losing your life

Ohohohohoh my Baby, how beautiful you are
Ohohohohoh my Darling, completely torn apart
You're gone with the sin my Baby and beautiful you are
You're gone with the sin my Darling

I adore the dispair in your eyes
I worship your lips once red as wine
I crave for your scent sending shivers down my spine
I just love the way you're running out of life

Ohohohohoh my Baby, how beautiful you are
Ohohohohoh my Darling, completely torn apart
You're gone with the sin my Baby and beautiful you are
You're gone with the sin my Darling


Well those are my faves for the moment though probably more will come to my mind-if you guys haven't had enough of the suicidal theme already!

"She's acting single, I'm drinking doubles"
-Gary Stewart hhahaaaaa

"Shit...Motherf*cker I'm cool with attitude and ego to spare!"

Cody Chesnutt - Look Good In Leather

No seed will grow of this barren earth. Our hope
unborn has died. I've slept in the dirt under the light
of the moon and I know our souls have perished.
Calling to those that would hear but I am deaf.
Clawing at those that would feel but I am dead to my
own fears.
Our cancer has grown into a stone. This water tastes
like poison. Your doomsday machine towers above
me to instill my vision.
Glowing pyre in the wind, like a glowing pyre in the
wind I stand to heal.
I tried to touch the feelings they have shown, our
cancer's grown into a stone. More cracks as our
ceiling caves in. This is our destiny.
These are visions, visions on.
- Neurosis - Souls at Zero