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post you favorite lyrics

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Rockstar by nickelback

I'm through with standing in line

to the clubs i'll never get in

It's like the bottom of the ninth

and I'm never gonna win

This life hasn't turned out

quite the way I want it to be

(tell me what you want

I want a brand new house

on an episode of Cribs

And a bathroom I can play baseball in

And a king size tub big enough

for ten plus me

(yeah,so what you need)

I'll need a, a credit card that's got no limit

And a big black jet with a bedroom in it

Gonna join the mile high club

At thirty-seven thousand feet

(Been there done that)

I want a new tour bus full of old guitars

And my own star on Hollywood Boulevard

Somewhere between cher and

James Dean is fine for me

(So how ya gonna do it?)

I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame

I'd even cut my hair and change my name

[CHORUS]

'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars

Live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars

The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap

We'll all stay skinny cause we just won't eat

And we'll hang out in the coolest bars

In the VIP with the movie stars

Every good gold digger's

Gonna wind up there

Every Playboy bunny

with her bleach blond hair

and well..

Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar

Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar

I wanna be great like Elvis without the tassels

Hire eight body guards that love to beat up assholes

Sign a couple autographs

So I can eat my meals for free

(I have a quesadilla, ha ha)

I'm gonna dress my *****

with the latest fashion

Get a front door key to the Playboy mansion

Gonna date a centerfold that loves to

blow my money for me

(So how ya gonna do it?)

I'm gonna trade this life

For fortune and fame

I'd even cut my hair

And change my name

'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars

Live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars

The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap

We'll all stay skinny cause we just won't eat

And we'll hang out in the coolest bars

In the VIP with the movie stars

Every good gold digger's

Gonna wind up there

Every Playboy bunny

with her bleach blond hair

And we'll hide out in the private rooms

With the latest dictionary

in today's who's who

We'll get you anything

with that evil smile

Everybody's got a

drug dealer on speed dial

well..

Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar

I'm gonna sing those songs

that offend the censors

Gonna pop my pills

from a pez dispenser

Get washed-up singers writing all my songs

Lip sync 'em every night so I don't get 'em wrong

Well we all just wanna be big rockstars

Live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars

The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap

We'll all stay skinny cause we just won't eat

And we'll hang out in the coolest bars

In the VIP with the movie stars

Every good gold digger's

Gonna wind up there

Every Playboy bunny

with her bleach blond hair

And we'll hide out in the private rooms

With the latest dictionary

in today's who's who

We'll get you anything

with that evil smile

Everybody's got a

drug dealer on speed dial well..

Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar

Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar

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Guest Le Gros Bill

If you are a sailor like me - you have to agree this is the most perfect lyric ever written:

"haul the sheet in as we ride on the winds

that our fore-fathers harnessed before us.

Hear the bells ring as the tide riggings sing

it's a son of a gun of a chorus"

- Jimmy Buffett

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Guest ChriS_HigGinS#1

"If I had to choose her or the sun, I'd be one nocturnal son of a gun" :lol:

-Gym Class Heroes (stuck in my head because of 94.7FM in MtL)

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Guest spankydriscoll

ahh nickleback -- lyrical perfection

see my poll in the lounge to see what i think of them.

lyrics from sublime have a lot of meaning to me. nofx has hilarious lyrics and fatty is quite good with hilarious puns.

as much as i hate to say this, eminem is one of the best lyricists out there. like him or not he is a word smith extraordinaire. i don't like rap but i don't mind him.

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Fates Warning - Guardian (lyrics by John Arch)

These walls are stained engraved with pain

You will find them under shadows casting

shame

Some it's all they'll ever know, Angels of

the fortunate sons come and go ... You

may not

Entities pass in the night Guardians and the

Reaper fight the will to live shall win

Mares of hope ride through their dreams

blinding light awakens sleeping dawn it

seems

It was all a dream endless dream

I will wish upon a star I believe in you

And if my will has strayed afar I

rememebered you

Will you remember me

I the one you sentenced Pennance

unabsolved

Answer me save my will have you forgotten

me

Pace the hallway blindman for a million

miles of stars

His mind has seen. think you may he lives

in darkness

We're the dark he's seen the light of dream

Karen's been asleep forever I know she

hears me

She has so much to say, Machine shoots

sparks through

face

Unto my hand, unto my heart

I'm a fire without a flame helpless child

without a name

With broken wings catch me I'm falling

I'm a question with no answer who are

you that takes my life away from me

unveil the bondaries of the black

I had a dream I was you strong as the fire

In your veins then when I called out your

Name I would remain and witness the pain

I am beyond silent black I will be back

As your guardian

Angels in white you have sacrificed witness

and bury the pain

Walk hand and hand with the fear stricken

child

Strengthen the weak and the lame

pillar of pennance and lore

Perpetual journey into the realm the

sovereign servitor

Rush - The Pass (lyrics by Neil Peart)

Proud swagger out of the schoolyard

Waiting for the worlds applause

Rebel without a conscience

Martyr without a cause

Static on your frequency

Electrical storm in your veins

Raging at unreachable glory

Straining at invisible chains

And now youre trembling on a rocky ledge

Staring down into a heartless sea

Cant face life on a razors edge

Nothings what you thought it would be

All of us get lost in the darkness

Dreamers learn to steer by the stars

All of us do time in the gutter

Dreamers turn to look at the cars

Turn around and turn around and turn around

Turn around and walk the razors edge

Dont turn your back

And slam the door on me

Its not as if this barricade

Blocks the only road

Its not as if youre all alone

In wanting to explode

Someone set a bad example

Made surrender seem all right

The act of a noble warrior

Who lost the will to fight

And now youre trembling on a rocky ledge

Staring down into a heartless sea

Done with life on a razors edge

Nothings what you thought it would be

No hero in your tragedy

No daring in your escape

No salutes for your surrender

Nothing noble in your fate

*****, what have you done?

And for a funny one, Deep Purple - Knocking At Your Back Door

Sweet Lucy was a dancer

But none of us would chance her

Because she was a Samurai

She made electric shadows

Beyond our fingertips

And none of us could reach that high

She came on like a teaser

I had to touch and please her

Enjoy a little paradise

The log was in my pocket

When Lucy met the Rockett

And she never knew the reason why

I can't deny it

With that smile on her face

It's not the kill

It's the thrill of the chase

Feel it coming

It's knocking at the door

You know it's no good running

It's not against the law

The point of no return

And now you know the score

And now you're learning

What's knockin' at your back door

Sweet Nancy was so fancy

To get into her pantry

Had to be the aristocracy

The members that she toyed with

At her city club

Were something in diplomacy

So we put her on the hit list

Of a common cunning linguist

A master of many tongues

And now she eases gently

From her Austin to her Bentley

Suddenly she feels so young

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Soundgarden - Mailman

Hello, don't you know me?

I'm the dirt beneath your feet.

The most important fool you forgot to see.

I've seen how you give it,

now I want you to receive.

I'm sure that you would do the same for me.

[Chorus]

Cause I know I'm headed for the bottom

I know I'm headed for the bottom

I know I'm headed for the bottom.

But I'm riding you all the way

Yeah I'm riding you all the way

I'm riding! Yeah

For all of your kisses turned to spit in my face

For all that reminds me which is my place

For all of the times when you made me disappear

This time I'm sure you will know that I am here.

[Chorus]

Cause I know I'm headed for the bottom

I know I'm headed for the bottom

I know I'm headed for the bottom.

But I'm riding you all the way

Yeah I'm riding you all the way

Riding you all the way

Riding you all the way

Riding!

Riding!

All the way....

My place was beneath you, but now I am above

And now I send you a message of love

A simple reminder of what you won't see

A future so holy without me

[Chorus]

Cause I know I'm headed for the bottom

I know I'm headed for the bottom

I know I'm headed for the....

But I'm riding you all the way

Yeah I'm riding you all the way

I'm riding you all the way!

Oh I'm riding you!

Yes I'm riding you!

Oh I'm riding you!

Yes I'm riding you!

Oh I'm riding you..

All the way.

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Guest zachary-jean

bathory - song to hail up high

falkenbach - most....so i won't pick one

death in june - again, most

kreator - material world paranoia

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Guest iheartthehabs

The lyrics to the second verse of Ten Second Epic's "I Got What I Wanted, Lost What I Had" really hit home with me after the Habs lost to the Leafs in April.

this morning's our last chance

to savour this romance

well what's done is done and over

and it's time to move on

we return to home we came from

but its not the same

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We are the Beaver by the Arrogant Worms

The US is the eagle, Russia is the bear,

Australia is the kangaroo, cause they're kind of weird down there.

Yeah, India is the tiger, that stands so proud and tall,

But Canada is the greatest of them all.

We are the beaver, we're furry and we're free

Yeah, we are the beaver, we got two big front teeth

Yeah, we are the beaver, we can chew right through small trees

We are the beaver, we are the beaver, we are the beaver.

You might think a rodent is a pretty lame choice

For a national animal, but don't you listen to that voice.

No, cause all them birds and preditors, just take from the land

But the beaver, always gives a dam.

We are the beaver, we got cute little webbed feet

Yeah, we are the beaver, it's bark we like to eat

Yeah, we are the beaver, a nickel we complete.

Yeah, we are the beaver, we are the beaver, we are the beaver.

The eagle flies the sky above and swoops down on its prey

The big bear will maul anyone who dares gets in its way

The tiger is the greatest of the hunters today.

But the beaver it can build dams. Yeah,

The beaver it can build dams, dams, dams.

We are the beaver, we slap our tails when danger's nearby

We are the beaver, we got waterproof hides

Yeah, we are the beaver, we got big bums and beady eyes.

We are the beaver, we are the beaver, we are the beaver.

We are the beaver, our name is often used as a double entedre

We are the beaver, cause in Canada, both French and English belong

Yeah, we are the beaver, and the subject of this song is

We are the beaver, we are the beaver, we are the beaver.

I can't hear you.

We are the beaver, we are the beaver, we are the beaver

Are you getting the point?

We are the beaver, we are the beaver.

We are the beaver

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I have many song I would like to add (ac/dc -- back in black, soundgarden -- jesus ***** pose etc.) Ive chosen

White zombie "more human than human'

Yeah, I am the astro-creep,

A demolition style hell american freak - yeah

I am the crawling dead,

A phantom in a box, shadow in your head - say

Acid suicide - freedom of the blast,

Read the BLANK lies - yeah

Scratch off the broken skin,

Tear into my heart,

Make me do it again

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-

More human than human

More human than human

More human than human

More human than human

More human than human

More human than human

Yeah, I am the jigsaw man

I turn the world around with a skeleton hand - say

I am electric head,

A cannibal core,

A television said - yeah

Do not victimize,

Read the bad word-psychoholic lies - yeah

Into a psychic war,

I tear my soul apart and I eat it some more

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-

More human than human

More human than human

More human than human

More human than human

More human than human

More human than human

Yeah, I am the ripper man,

A locomotion mind,

Love american style -yeah

I am the nexus one,

I want more life,

bad word I aint done - yeah

More human than human

More human than human

More human than human

More human than human

More human than human

More human than human

More human than human

More human than human

PS sorry did not realize the bad language ive edited it out ... sorry all

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We are the Beaver by the Arrogant Worms

The US is the eagle, Russia is the bear,

Australia is the kangaroo, cause they're kind of weird down there.

Yeah, India is the tiger, that stands so proud and tall,

But Canada is the greatest of them all.

We are the beaver, we're furry and we're free

Yeah, we are the beaver, we got two big front teeth

Yeah, we are the beaver, we can chew right through small trees

We are the beaver, we are the beaver, we are the beaver.

You might think a rodent is a pretty lame choice

For a national animal, but don't you listen to that voice.

No, cause all them birds and preditors, just take from the land

But the beaver, always gives a dam.

We are the beaver, we got cute little webbed feet

Yeah, we are the beaver, it's bark we like to eat

Yeah, we are the beaver, a nickel we complete.

Yeah, we are the beaver, we are the beaver, we are the beaver.

The eagle flies the sky above and swoops down on its prey

The big bear will maul anyone who dares gets in its way

The tiger is the greatest of the hunters today.

But the beaver it can build dams. Yeah,

The beaver it can build dams, dams, dams.

We are the beaver, we slap our tails when danger's nearby

We are the beaver, we got waterproof hides

Yeah, we are the beaver, we got big bums and beady eyes.

We are the beaver, we are the beaver, we are the beaver.

We are the beaver, our name is often used as a double entedre

We are the beaver, cause in Canada, both French and English belong

Yeah, we are the beaver, and the subject of this song is

We are the beaver, we are the beaver, we are the beaver.

I can't hear you.

We are the beaver, we are the beaver, we are the beaver

Are you getting the point?

We are the beaver, we are the beaver.

We are the beaver

reminds of a ziggy marley raggae tune: tumblin' down... much more sense during the cold war but here they are...

Here comes the eagle

Here comes the bear

And they're fighting to control

The lion dominion

But the load gonna come tumblin' down

But the load gonna come tumblin' down

But the load gonna come tumblin' down

But the load gonna come tumblin' down

Here comes synthetic food

And their big time money

And they want to control

Our body and soul

But the load gonna come tumblin' down

But the load gonna come tumblin' down

But the load gonna come tumblin' down

But the load gonna come tumblin' down

Here comes the maker

To crush the oppressor

Well I bet you didn't know

It was mind over matter

But the load gonna come tumblin' down

But the load gonna come tumblin' down

But the load gonna come tumblin' down

But the load gonna come tumblin' down

Here comes the eagle

Here comes the bear

And they're fighting to control

The lion dominion

But the load gonna come tumblin' down

But the load gonna come tumblin' down (Jah, Jah know)

But the load gonna come tumblin' down (Jah, Jah know)

But the load gonna come tumblin' down

But the load gonna come tumblin' down

But the load gonna come tumblin' down

But the load gonna come tumblin' down

But the load gonna come tumblin' down

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Guest Zay27

Both mine are from Linkin Park

No More Sorrow

Are you lost, In your lies?

Do you tell yourself, I don't realize?

Your crusade's a disguise

Replace freedom with fear,

You trade money for lives.

I'm aware of what you've done.

No, no more sorrow.

I've paid for your mistakes.

Your time is borrowed.

Your time has come to be replaced.

I see pain, I see need.

I see liars and thieves,

Abuse power with greed.

I had hope, I believed.

But I'm beginning to think that I've been deceived.

You will pay for what you've done.

No, no more sorrow.

I've paid for your mistakes.

Your time is borrowed.

Your time has come to be replaced.

Thieves and hypocrites.

Thieves and hypocrites.

Thieves and hypocrites.

No, no more sorrow.

I've paid for your mistakes.

Your time is borrowed.

Your time has come to be replaced.

No more sorrow.

I've paid for your mistakes.

Your time is borrowed.

Your time has come to be replaced.

Your time has come to be replaced.

Your time has come to be erased.

What I've Done

In this farewell,

There’s no blood,

There’s no alibi.

'Cause I’ve drawn regret,

From the truth,

Of a thousand lies.

So let mercy come,

And wash away…

What I’ve Done.

I’ll face myself,

To cross out what I’ve become.

Erase myself,

And let go of what I've done.

Put to rest,

What you thought of me.

While I clean this slate,

With the hands,

Of uncertainty.

So let mercy come,

And wash away…

What I’ve Done.

I’ll face myself,

To cross out what I’ve become.

Erase myself,

And let go of what I've done.

For What I’ve Done

I start again,

And whatever pain may come.

Today this ends,

I’m forgiving what I’ve done.

I’ll face myself,

To cross out what I’ve become.

Erase myself,

And let go of what I’ve done.

What I’ve done.

Forgiving What I’ve Done.

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One of These Days- Pink Floyd

One of these days I'm going to cut you to little pieces !!!!

That's it...the whole song !!!!

Sung through a synthesizer to boot !!!!

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Guest Keetla

Definitely love Atmosphere, Abusing the Rib. The first time I heard it I was really surprised.. never expected so much metaphoring in a song like that.

Atmosphere - Abusing The Rib Lyrics

i wanna follow the footprints across my lovers stomach

i wanna call out her name before i plummet

i wish i had a map of the terrain

so i could step around the landmines

avoid the beasts under the bed

that breathe at bad times

i wanna find these here so-called treasures

the pleasures the trinkets the never-ending weekends

acknowledging that i'm still just a piece of the sequence

but seein these different footprints got me needin to show my

WEAKNESS

TIMELINES, timezones

i cross em with my eyes closed

memorize the landmarks and learn the cycles

the weather patterns

how the seasons affect

the east and the west

of each region learn the cycles

forget about the fact that

many trails have been tracked

maybe it's a plus that there's a path

if this was some uncharted land

i'd have to be a smarter man

willing to travel the farthest

to unravel the harvest

and natural resources are unlimited

exploration only required some desire and INITIATIVE

take your time to find the right way to climb

it ain't safe to play games with natures mind

if i

could show you

you would

never

leave it

i wanna ride a train

up my lovers arm

stop off at the brain

to hop out and find out whats goin on

cut through trees

and ride through rocks

synchronize the universal sundial to my watch

i've seen a lot

but not quite as much as her

to top it off the memory and the imagination blur

but i know she's been put through hell

i can feel it

and i know she's touched heaven as well

tryin to steal it

it came on and it taught her a song

IT strung her along

and it caught her when her guard was gone

now to the break of dawn

she's tryin to fill what fits

and all her family and friends is tryin to seal them lips

but i ain't dumb

i can HEAR that train come from miles away

settin obstacles to stop the arrival

i'm gonna blow up that iron and wood road

from what i understood those

be the ORIFICE of its survival

my recital

another tantrum

because she's highly excitable

swinging a random

no happy endings always off to a bad start

addictive

VOYEURISTIC to the trackmarts

and if i

could show you

you would

never

leave it

And the other song I like a lot is Plus Rien from les Cowboys Fringants...

Il ne reste que quelques minutes à ma vie

Tout au plus quelques heures, je sens que je faiblis

Mon frère est mort hier au milieu du désert

Je suis maintenant le dernier humain de la terre

On m’a décrit jadis, quand j’étais un enfant

Ce qu’avait l’air le monde il y a très très longtemps

Quand vivaient les parents de mon arrière grand-père

Et qu’il tombait encore de la neige en hiver

En ces temps on vivait au rythme des saisons

Et la fin des étés apportait la moisson

Une eau pure et limpide coulait dans les ruisseaux

Où venait s’abreuver chevreuils et orignaux

Mais moi je n’ai vu qu’une planète désolante

Paysages lunaires et chaleur suffocante

Et tous mes amis mourir par la soif ou la faim

Comme tombent les mouches…

Jusqu’à c’qu’il n’y ait plus rien…

Plus rien…

Plus rien…

Il ne reste que quelques minutes à ma vie

Tout au plus quelques heures, je sens que je faiblis

Mon frère est mort hier au milieu du désert

Je suis maintenant le dernier humain de la terre

Tout ca a commencé il y a plusieurs années

Alors que mes ancetres étaient obnubilés

Par des bouts de papier que l’on appelait argent

Qui rendait certains hommes vraiment riche et puissant

Et ces nouveaux dieux ne reculant devant rien

Étaient prets à tout pour arriver à leurs fins

Pour s’enrichir encore ils ont rasé la terre

Pollués l’air ambiant et tari les rivières

Mais au bout de cent ans des gens se sont levés

Et les ont avertis qu’il fallait tout stopper

Mais ils n’ont pas compris cette sage prophétie

Ces gens-là ne parlaient qu’en termes de profits

C’est des années plus tard qu’ils ont vu le non-sens

Dans la panique ont déclaré l’état d’urgence

Quand tous les océans ont englouti les îles

Et que les innondations ont frappés les grandes villes

Et par la suite pendant toute une décennie

Ce fut les ouragans et puis les incendies

Les tremblements de terre et la grande sécheresse

Partout sur les visages on lisait la détresse

Les gens ont dû se battre contre les pandémies

Décimés par millions par d’atroces maladies

Puis les autres sont mort par la soif ou la faim

Comme tombent les mouches…

Jusqu’à c’qu’il n’y ait plus rien…

Plus rien…

Plus rien…

Mon frère est mort hier au milieu du désert

Je suis maintenant le dernier humain de la terre

Au fond l’intelligence qu’on nous avait donnée

N’aura été qu’un beau cadeau empoisonné

Car il ne reste que quelques minutes à la vie

Tout au plus quelques heures, je sens que je faiblis

Je ne peux plus marcher, j’ai peine à respirer

Adieu l’humanité…

Adieu l’humanité…

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Frank Zappa - You Are What You Is

Do you know what you are?

You are what you is,

You is what you am,

Hey, cow don't make ham.

You ain't what you're not,

So see what ya got.

You are what you is,

and that's all it 'tis.

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We are the Beaver by the Arrogant Worms

The US is the eagle, Russia is the bear,

Australia is the kangaroo, cause they're kind of weird down there.

Yeah, India is the tiger, that stands so proud and tall,

But Canada is the greatest of them all.

We are the beaver, we're furry and we're free

Yeah, we are the beaver, we got two big front teeth

Yeah, we are the beaver, we can chew right through small trees

We are the beaver, we are the beaver, we are the beaver.

You might think a rodent is a pretty lame choice

For a national animal, but don't you listen to that voice.

No, cause all them birds and preditors, just take from the land

But the beaver, always gives a dam.

We are the beaver, we got cute little webbed feet

Yeah, we are the beaver, it's bark we like to eat

Yeah, we are the beaver, a nickel we complete.

Yeah, we are the beaver, we are the beaver, we are the beaver.

The eagle flies the sky above and swoops down on its prey

The big bear will maul anyone who dares gets in its way

The tiger is the greatest of the hunters today.

But the beaver it can build dams. Yeah,

The beaver it can build dams, dams, dams.

We are the beaver, we slap our tails when danger's nearby

We are the beaver, we got waterproof hides

Yeah, we are the beaver, we got big bums and beady eyes.

We are the beaver, we are the beaver, we are the beaver.

We are the beaver, our name is often used as a double entedre

We are the beaver, cause in Canada, both French and English belong

Yeah, we are the beaver, and the subject of this song is

We are the beaver, we are the beaver, we are the beaver.

I can't hear you.

We are the beaver, we are the beaver, we are the beaver

Are you getting the point?

We are the beaver, we are the beaver.

We are the beaver

Nice lyrics!

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Guest HabSuperStar
And the other song I like a lot is Plus Rien from les Cowboys Fringants...

same here... what a song, like a slap in the face

I have a lot of lyrics... here's a few

Bob Marley - Three Little Birds

http://www.oldielyrics.com/lyrics/bob_marl...ttle_birds.html

2pac - Dear mama

http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/2pac/dearmama.html

Marilyn Manson - Fight Song

http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/marilynmans...efightsong.html

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Hit Somebody (The Hockey Song) by Warren Zevon

He was born in Big Beaver by the borderline

He started playing hockey by the time he was nine

His dad took the hose and froze the back yard

And Little Buddy dreamed he was Rocket Richard

He grew up big and he grew up tough

He saw himself scoring for the Wings or Canucks

But he wasn't that good with a puck

Buddy's real talent was beating people up

His heart wasn't in it but the crowd ate it up

Through pee-wee's and juniors, midgets and mites

He must have racked up more than three hundred fights

A scout from the flames came down from Saskatoon

Said, "There's always room on our team for a goon

Son, we've always got room for a goon"

There were Swedes to the left of him

Russians to the right

A Czech at the blue line looking for a fight

Brains over brawn--that might work for you

But what's a Canadian farm boy to do?

What else can a farm boy from Canada do?

But what's a Canadian farm boy to do?

What else can a farm boy from Canada do?

Hit somebody! was what the crowd roared

When Buddy the goon came over the boards

"Coach," he'd say, "I wanna score goals"

The coach said, "Buddy, remember your role,

The fast guys get paid, they shoot, and they score

Protect them, Buddy, that's what you're here for

Protection is what you're here for

Protection--it's the stars who score

Protection--go and kick somebody's *****

Protection--don't put the biscuit in the basket just

Hit some, Buddy! it rang in his ears

Blood on the ice ran down through the years

The king of the goons with a box for a throne

A thousand stitches and broken bones

He never lost a fight on his icy patrol

But deep inside, Buddy only dreamed of a goal

He just wanted one damn goal

There were Swedes at the blue line

Finns at the red

A Russian with a stick heading straight for his head

Brains over Brawn--that might work for you

But what's a Canadian farm boy to do?

What else can a farm boy from Canada do?

But what's a Canadian farm boy to do?

What else can a farm boy from Canada do?

In his final season, on his final night

Buddy and a Finn goon were pegged for a fight

Thirty seconds left, the puck took a roll

And suddenly Buddy had a shot on goal

The goalie committed, Buddy picked his spot

Twenty years of waiting went into that shot

The fans jumped up, the Finn jumped too

And cold-cocked Buddy on his followthrough

The big man crumbled but he felt all right

'Cause the last thing he saw

was the flashing red light

He saw that heavenly light

There were Swedes to the left of him

Russians to the right

A Czech at the blue line looking for a fight

Take care of your teeth--that might work for you

But what's a Canadian farm boy to do?

What else can a farm boy from Canada do?

But what's a Canadian farm boy to do?

What else can a farm boy from Canada do?

My favourite song ever written on the subject of hockey. That last verse always brings tear to my eye...

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Hit Somebody (The Hockey Song) by Warren Zevon

He was born in Big Beaver by the borderline

He started playing hockey by the time he was nine

His dad took the hose and froze the back yard

And Little Buddy dreamed he was Rocket Richard

He grew up big and he grew up tough

He saw himself scoring for the Wings or Canucks

But he wasn't that good with a puck

[...]

There were Swedes to the left of him

Russians to the right

A Czech at the blue line looking for a fight

Brains over brawn--that might work for you

But what's a Canadian farm boy to do?

What else can a farm boy from Canada do?

But what's a Canadian farm boy to do?

What else can a farm boy from Canada do?

[...]

My favourite song ever written on the subject of hockey. That last verse always brings tear to my eye...

Niice. I enjoyed reading that, it's very well written.

There were Swedes to the left of him

Russians to the right

A Czech at the blue line looking for a fight

^ That's going to be stuck in my head for a while. :P

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MEDIEVAL - all knobs to the right

Righteous Metal

Volume pedal

We've got the setting

And now we're lettin' it go

All knobs to the right

Ten thousand watts of Hell

All knobs to the right

Bid your balls farewell

More than we need

To make ears bleed

There's plenty of space

We're savin' you a place in the ground

Screaming mad

Leather clad

Decibel injection

Causin' the infection to spread

ATHEIST - why bother?

Stop and look around at politics

No, nothing's changed, it still remains

The same old fear, the things we hear

I've heard enough, I won't adhere

Why bother voting

It won't do us any good

Octogenarian leaders

Telling us they would

I know that there's got to be a way

There's not that much that you or I can say

To make a dent in the land of the free

The darker side of life they never see

Election time is here, but do you care?

It's not our choice, we cannot voice

If they won't hear, the issue's clear

A more modern plan to run this land

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The lyrics that are currently stuck in my head:

Iced Earth - Ten Thousand Strong

Chorus:

Await the days of clouding

Earth Mother's sharing in our pain

Erase the human memory

They know not of where they came

Although our hearts are broken

We have to wipe the tears away

In vain they did not suffer

Ten thousand strong will seize the day

And my favourit eline of all time:

Metallica - Master Of Puppets

Pain monoply, ritual misery

Chop your breakfast on a mirror

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Here is my all-time favorite song by anyone, from the legendary Chicago V album:

Saturday In The Park - Robert Lamm

Saturday in the park

I think it was the Fourth of July

Saturday in the park

I think it was the Fourth of July

People dancing, people laughing

A man selling ice cream

Singing Italian songs

? (the Italian song line - no lyrics - just trying to sound Italian)

Can you dig it (yes, I can)

And I've been waiting such a long time

For Saturday

Saturday in the park

You'd think it was the Fourth of July

Saturday in the park

You'd think it was the Fourth of July

People talking, really smiling

A man playing guitar

Singing for us all

Will you help him change the world

Can you dig it (yes, I can)

And I've been waiting such a long time

For today

Slow motion riders fly the colours of the day

A bronze man still can tell stories his own way

listen children all is not lost

all is not lost

Funny days in the park

Every day's the Fourth of July

Funny days in the park

Every day's the Fourth of July

People reaching, people touching

A real celebration

Waiting for us all

If we want it, really want it

Can you dig it (yes, I can)

And I've been waiting such a long time

For the day

Here's another Chicago gem:

25 Or 6 to 4 (4:50) - R. Lamm

Waiting for the break of day

Searching for something to say

Flashing lights against the sky

Giving up I close my eyes

Sitting cross-legged on the floor

25 or 6 to 4

Staring blindly into space

Getting up to splash my face

Wanting just to stay awake

Wondering how much I can take

Should I try to do some more

25 or 6 to 4

Feeling like I ought to sleep

Spinning room is sinking deep

Searching for something to say

Waiting for the break of day

25 or 6 to 4

25 or 6 to 4

And, here's a couple of gems from the late, great Dusty Springfield:

Son Of A Preacher Man.

(John Hurley / Ronnie Wilkins)

Billy-Ray was a preacher's son

And when his daddy would visit he'd come along

When they gathered round and started talkin'

That's when Billy would take me walkin'

A-through the back yard we'd go walkin'

Then he'd look into my eyes

Lord knows to my surprise

The only one who could ever reach me

Was the son of a preacher man

The only boy who could ever teach me

Was the son of a preacher man

Yes he was, he was, mmm, yes he was

Being good isn't always easy

No matter how hard I try

When he started sweet-talkin' to me

He'd come and tell me everything is all right

He'd kiss and tell me everything is all right

Can I get away again tonight?

The only one who could ever reach me

Was the son of a preacher man

The only boy who could ever teach me

Was the son of a preacher man

Yes he was, he was, Lord knows he was

How well I remember

The look that was in his eyes

Stealin' kisses from me on the sly

Takin' time to make time

Tellin' me that he's all mine

Learnin' from each other's knowing

Lookin' to see how much we've grown

And the only one who could ever reach me

Was the son of a preacher man

The only boy who could ever teach me

Was the son of a preacher man

Yes he was, he was, oh, yes he was

He was the sweet-talking son of a preacher man

I guessed he was the son of a preacher man

Sweet-lovin' son of a preacher man

Ahh, move me

The Look Of Love.

(Burt Bacharach / Hal David)

The look of love

Is in your eyes

The look your heart can't disguise

The look of love

Is saying so much more

Than just words could ever say

And what my heart has heard

Well it takes my breath away

I can hardly wait to hold you

Feel my arms around you

How long I have waited

Waited just to love you

Now that I have found you

You've got the look of love

It's on your face

A look that time can't erase

Be mine tonight

Let this be just the start

Of so many nights like this

Let's take a lover's vow

And then seal it with a kiss

I can hardly wait to hold you

Feel my arms around you

How long I have waited

Waited just to love you

Now that I have found you

Don't ever go

I can hardly wait to hold you

Feel my arms around you

How long I have waited

Waited just to love you

Now that I have found you

Don't ever go

Don't ever go

I love you so

And here's a real gem made just before the end of her life, and is very appropriate for her illness at the time - and is one of her last hits:

Where Is A Woman To Go?

(Jerry Gillespie / K. T. Oslin)

Do, da, do, da, do, da, do, da, day

Ahh, do, da, do, da, do, da, do, da, day

Maybe he was wrong, maybe I wasn't right

Whatever the reason I'm on my own tonight

He's gone his way and I've gone mine

Well I bet you hear that story all the time

Well, sometimes your friends ain't always available

To pick you up when you're feelin' down, down, down, oh

My daddy would die if he knew his baby

Was seekin' refuge in a little ol' bar across town

So tell me where is a woman to go?

When she's feelin' low and all she wants to do

Is feel a little better

Tell me where is a woman to go?

When she's feelin' low and all she wants to do

Is feel a little better

Hey, bartender, honey gimme change for a ten-dollar bill

Bring it back as a stack of quarters, if you will

'Cause I'm gonna play every song on your jukebox that makes me cry

Gonna find out how many tears ten dollars can buy, oh

Gonna find out how many tears ten dollars can buy

Tell me where is a woman to go?

When she's feelin' low and all she wants to do

Is feel a little better

Tell me where is a woman to go?

When she's feelin' low and all she wants to do

Is feel a little better

Tell me where is a woman to go?

When she's feelin' low and all she wants to do

Is feel a little better

Tell me where is a woman to go?

When she's feelin' low and all she wants to do

Is feel a little better

Do, da, do, da, do, da, do, da, day

Do, da, do, da, do, da, do, da, day

I said

Do, da, do, da, do, da, do, da, day

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