"I believe the printed word should be forgiven
Doesn't matter what it said
Wisdom hotline from the dead back to the living
Key to the larder for your heart and head"
'Cause life is a game that no one wins
But you deserve a head-start the way your life's goin'
So throw in the towel 'cause your life ain't shit
No take that towel and hang yourself with it
Life's short and hard like a body-building elf
So save the planet and kill yourself
If you're feelin' down-and-out with what your life is all about
Lift your head up high and blow your brains out
here i'm in between darkness and light
bleached and blinded by these nights
where im tossing and tortured til dawn
by you, visions of you then youre gone
the shock lifts the red from my face
when i hear someone's taking my place
how could love be so thoughtless, so cruel
when all, all that i did was for you
One of my absolute favorite songs ever. I'd love to post the whole thing, but the last stanza of this song is just so damn powerful and moving.
"I won’t believe in heaven and hell.
No saints, no sinners,
No devil as well.
No pearly gates, no thorny crown.
You’re always letting us humans down.
The wars you bring, the babes you drown.
Those lost at sea and never found,
And it’s the same the whole world ’round.
The hurt I see helps to compound,
That the father, son and holy ghost,
Is just somebody’s unholy hoax,
And if you’re up there you’ll perceive,
That my heart’s here upon my sleeve.
If there’s one thing I don’t believe in...
It’s you,
Dear god."
XTC - Dear God, from Skylarking, a simply outstanding album, possibly the best concept album ever.
every lyric from every XTC song just totally rocks
my day was made once when someone told me that they thought of me every time they heard the song wrapped in grey cuz it sounded like the kind of thing i would say, i was deeply moved by that
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Despair and Deception, Love's ugly little twins
Came a-knocking on my door, I let them in
Darling, you're the punishment for all my former sins
I let love in
The door it opened just a crack, but love was shrewd and bold
My life flashed before my eyes, it was a horror to behold
A life-sentence sweeping confetti from the floor of a concretehole
I let love in
Well, I've been bound and gagged and I've been terrorized
And I've been castrated and I've been lobotomized
But never has my tormentor come in such a cunning disguise
I let love in
O Lord, tell me what I done
Please don't leave me here on my own
Where are my friends?
My friends are gone
So if you're sitting all alone and hear a-knocking at your door
And the air is full of promises, well buddy, you've been warned
Far worse to be Love's lover than the lover that Love hasscorned
I let love in
NashvilleGothic.com - Administrator Salvation in Nashville - co-founding DJ
Zieg Heil to the presedent gasman
Bombs away is your PUNISHMENT
Pulverize the Eifel towers
Who criticize your GOVERNMENT
Bang bang goes the broken glass
And kill all the fags that DONT AGREE
Trials by fire setting fires
is not a way that's MEANT FOR ME
Just cuz because we're outlaws YEAH!
-Green Day, "Holiday"
Let's play with the chainsaw
SUCK ME
-Dir en Grey, "Marmalade Chainsaw"
I'm hung like planet pluto hard to see with the naked eye
But if i crash into Uranus i would stick it where the sun don't shine
Because i'm kinda like Han Solo always stroking my own wookie
I'm the root of all that's evil yeah but you can call me "Cookie"
-Bloodhound Gang, "Fire Water Burn"
You better grow some eyes in the back of your head
I fight dirty just like your looks
-Green Day, "Take Back"
I've always had bad luck with chicks
But i've still somehow gotta get my kicks
Her waist was small, her bust was large
And now i've got a yellow discharge
-Patchwork, "Chlamydia"
...Um, do lyrics we write count? Cuz if not, disregard the last one.
A halo made of rope
Hangs over my head
I've given up all hope
I'm so much better off dead
-Patchwork, "Halo"
Again, written by me.
And, of course, all of "State of the End of the Millenium Address" by bad Religion, but especially the lines, "Acid rain is a thing of the past. Too many possible causes, too little significance for our modern thinking public. Besides, industrial manufacturing is at an all-time low; who needs those narrow minded laborers; too many mouths to feed, heh heh, and too much burden on the company payroll. Some other ass-backwards country will give us what we need by exploited it's undereducated youth anyways." and "Remember: the first word in USA is us!"
Ok and Im only gonna write the last half but it's all good
"So itsy bitsy titsy
Now your off to camp
But I bet
those itsy bitsy panties still are damp
I'll be waiting for September
In the playground outside
Your class
Now itsy bitsy titsy
quit when I wasnt through
I found a place to keep her hid
where no body knew
now my itsy bitsy titsy
lights up my afternoons
Oh itsy bitsy titsy
as i came she blew
still she doesnt hold
her candle to her
silk black suit
as she clutches itsy bitsy titsy
now were three from two"
-Itsy Bitsy Titsy, Deadsy
if the native americans can do a "rain dance" to get rain when they need it, then why cant i do a "penis dance" to get sex when I need it?
"this country tells us that we're down and out, got you thinking that we're through. got to suffer to get them moving, say it's up to me and you. well, look around and you'll see who gets the goods, not you and me.
cause they ain't suffering, no, not for us. they're masquerading like pissers must. they abuse us, keep us right underfoot, with the illusion of contentment and good.
well, it's not over, war's still around and they've got no problem when you're underground. "
~ crass G's song