Lyrical Perfection: Your Fave Lyrics

[Brocktune]

ever listen to they might be giants?

Ever listen to...?? Ha! If you only knew! Quite possibly my favorite band. Good call, sir!

Now it's over, I'm dead, and I haven't
Done anything that I want
Or, I'm still alive and there's nothing I want to do

between linnell, and andrew bird, the world could never want for two better lyricists.

you know, in honor of mr. linnell, i think i will post the lyrics to 2 of his finest songs (imo). i cant tell you how many times i have been floored by his genius. here we go.


"it's not my birthday"
- john linnell (TMBG)

Well, the rain falls down without my help, I'm afraid
And my lawn gets wet though I've withheld my consent
When this gray world crumbles like a cake
I'll be hangin' from the hope
That I'll never see that recipe again

As I walk, I think about a new way to walk
As I think, I'm using up the time left to think
And this train keeps rolling off the track
Tryin' to act like something else
Tryin' to go where it's been uninvited

It's not my birthday
It's not today
It's not my birthday so why do you lunge out at me?
When the word comes down "Never more will be around"
Though I wish we were there
I was less than we could bear
And I'm not the only dust my mother raised

So I'm rattlin' the bars around this drink tank
Discreetly I should pour through the keyhole
Or evaporate completely
But there'd be no percentage and there'd be no proof
And the sound upon the roof is only water

And the rain falls down without my help, I'm afraid
And my lawn gets wet, though I've withheld my consent
When this gray world crumbles like a cake
I'll be hangin' from the hope
That I'll never see that recipe again

It's not my birthday
It's not today
It's not my birthday so why do you lunge out at me?
When the word comes down "Never more will be around"
Though I wish we were there
I was less than we could bear
And I'm not the only dust my mother raised
I am not the only dust my mother raised
I am not the only dust my mother raised


"They'll Need a Crane"
- John Linnell (TMBG)

Love sees love's happiness
But happiness can't see that love is sad
That love is sad
Sadness is hanging there
To show love somewhere something needs a change
They need a change

They'll need a crane
They'll need a crane
To take the house he built for her apart
To make it break
It's gonna take
A metal ball hung from a chain
They'll need a crane
They'll need a crane
To pick the broken ruins up again
To mend her heart
To help him start
To see a world apart from pain

Lad's gal is all he has
Gal's gladness hangs upon the love of lad
The love of lad

Some things gal says to lad
Aren't meant as bad but cause a little pain
They cause him pain

They'll need a crane
They'll need a crane
To take the house he built for her apart
To make it break
It's gonna take
A metal ball hung from a chain
They'll need a crane
They'll need a crane
To pick the broken ruins up again
To mend her heart
To help him start
To see a world apart from pain

Don't call me at work again
No, no, the boss still hates me
I'm just tired and I don't love you anymore
And there's a restaurant we should check out
Where the other nightmare people like to go
I mean nice people -- baby wait, I didn't mean to say nightmare

Lad looks at other gals
Gal thinks Jim Beam is handsomer than lad
He isn't bad

Call off the wedding band
Nobody wants to hear that one again
Play that again

They'll need a crane
They'll need a crane
To take the house he built for her apart
To make it break
It's gonna take
A metal ball hung from a chain
They'll need a crane
They'll need a crane
To pick the broken ruins up again
To mend her heart
To help him start
To see a world apart from pain
They'll need a crane
They'll need a crane
They'll need a crane
They'll need a crane

They'll need a crane
They'll need a crane
They'll need a crane
They'll need a crane
They'll need a crane

[lyra belacqua]

My dining room wall:


And I don't seem to have a picture of the Ani DiFranco lyrics I have on the wall too, but they say:

so i walk like i'm on a mission
cuz that's the way i groove
i got more and more to do
i got less and less to prove
it took me too long to realize
that i don't take good pictures
cuz i have the kind of beauty
that moves
and i am trying to evolve
i'm just trying to evolve

[havocSchultz]

My dining room wall:


And I don't seem to have a picture of the Ani DiFranco lyrics I have on the wall too, but they say:

so i walk like i'm on a mission
cuz that's the way i groove
i got more and more to do
i got less and less to prove
it took me too long to realize
that i don't take good pictures
cuz i have the kind of beauty
that moves
and i am trying to evolve
i'm just trying to evolve

growl indeed...

[Retardo_Montalban]

The mother fucking Clash

Koka Kola

Elevator! Going up!
In the gleaming corridors of the 51st floor
The money can be made if you really want some more
Executive decision-a clinical precision
Jumping from the windows-filled with indecision

I get good advice from the advertising world
Treat me nice says the party girl
Koke adds life where there isn't any
So freeze, man, freeze

It's the pause that refreshes in the corridors of power
When top men need a top up long before the happy hour
Your snakeskin suit and your alligator boot
You won't need a launderette, you can send them to the vet!

I get my advice from the advertising world
Treat me nice says the party girl
Koke adds life where there isn't any
So freeze, man, freeze

Koka Kola advertising and kokaine
Strolling down the Broadway in the rain
Neon light sign says it
I read it in the paper-they're crazy!
Suit your life, maybe so
In the White House-I know
All Over Berlin (they've been doing it for years)
And in Manhattan!

Coming through the door is a snub nose 44
What the barrel can't snort it can spatter on the floor
Your eyeballs feel like pinballs
And your tongue feels like a fish
You're leaping from the windows-saying don't
Ayaiiiiirrrghhh! *@!!*@!!*!
Don't give me none of this!

I get good advice from the advertising world
Treat me nice says the party girl
Koke adds life where there isn't any
So freeze, man, freeze
Hit the deck!

[wonkabar]

Nice. Strummer wrote some great lyrics.

Here's some King Missile...


Jesus was way cool
Everybody liked Jesus
Everybody wanted to hang out with him
Anything he wanted to do, he did
He turned water into wine
And if he wanted to
He could have turned wheat into marijuana
Or sugar into cocaine
Or vitamin pills into amphetamines

He walked on the water
And swam on the land
He would tell these stories
And people would listen
He was really cool

If you were blind or lame
You just went to Jesus
And he would put his hands on you
And you would be healed
That's so cool

He could've played guitar better than Hendrix
He could've told the future
He could've baked the most delicious cake in the world
He could've scored more goals than Wayne Gretzky
He could've danced better than Barishnikov
Jesus could have been funnier than any comedian you can think of
Jesus was way cool

He told people to eat his body and drink his blood
That's so cool
Jesus was so cool
But then some people got jealous of how cool he was
So they killed him
But then he rose from the dead
He rose from the dead, danced around
Then went up to heaven
I mean, that's so cool
Jesus was way cool

No wonder there are so many Christians

[athenabodicea]

I'm watching Be Cool and this song just came on... I thought the lyrics were beautiful & wanted to share.......

Clip from movie

"Believer" Christina Milian

Life Is What You Make It
At least that's what they say
Well I think im gonna make it
Fulfill my dreams one day
I feel this fire growing deep inside of me
Im so inspired knowing that its my destiny

I breathe like a champion
I dream im a champion
I see im a champion
Its meant to be
My wills getting stronger
I cant wait any longer
Im singing a song that's inside of me
Cuz im a believer
I know that I can make it
No matter what they say
So im a believer
The Future is Now
It starts today

I keep my head up

Everyday im waiting
Trying to find the patience
So close I can taste it..But sometimes its so hard
But imma keep on pushing
And Imma keep on fighting
And imma keep on trying because I come to far

I breathe like a champion
I dream im a champion
I see im a champion
Its meant to be
My wills getting stronger
I cant wait any longer
I'm singing a song that's inside of me
Cuz im a believer
I know that I can make it
No matter what they say
So im a believer
The Future is Now
It starts today

The Future is now ..It Starts Today

[Retardo_Montalban]

King Missile is great. Spoken word is dead, God I miss them beatniks.

This has to be posted, and posted soon. Too great to be ignored

It was the insane howling of Sid Vicous that turned me on to the Chairman of the Board


My Way
Frank Sinatra/Paul Anka

And now, the end is near, and so I face, the final curtain.
My friend, I'll say it clear,
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.
I've lived, a life that's full, I've traveled each and every highway.
And more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Regrets, I've had a few, but then again, too few to mention.
I did, what I had to do, and saw it through, without exemption.
I planned, each charted course, each careful step, along the byway,
and more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew,
When I bit off, more than I could chew.
But through it all, when there was doubt,
I ate it up, and spit it out.
I faced it all, and I stood tall,
and did it my way.

I've loved, I've laughed and cried,
I've had my fill; my share of losing.
And now, as tears subside, I find it all so amusing.
To think, I did all that, and may I say --- not in a shy way,
"Oh no, oh no not me,
I did it my way".

For what is a man, what has he got?
If not himself, then he has naught.
To say the things, he truly feels,
And not the words, of one who kneels.
The record shows, I took the blows ---
And did it my way!

I did it my way.

[Carolian]

Bad Religion, "Modern Man"

i've got nothing to say,
i've got nothing to do,
all om my neurons are functioning smoothly
yet still i'm a cyborg just like you
i am one big myoma that thinks
my planet supports only me
i've got this one big problem: will i live forever?
i've got just a short time you see
modern man, evelotionary betrayer
modern man, ecosystem destroyer
modern man, destroy yourself in shame
modern man, pathetic example of earth's organic heritage

when i look back and think
when i ponder and ask "why?"
i see my ancestors spend with careless abandon
assuming eternal supply
modern man, evelotionary betrayer
modern man, ecosystem destroyer
modern man, destroy yourself in shame
modern man, pathetic example of earth's organic heritage,
just a sample of carbon-based wastage
just a fucking tragic epic of you and i



I know I'm gonna post song after song in this thrad. I'm a total lyric junkie.

[wonkabar]

Mr. Playboy, Sir Weasel, Poppin Snake, and Mr. Cool - Went down to the boulevard to play their ass some pool - Illa Zilla, Illa Zilla, Illa Zilla - Lady Killer - Illa Zilla, Illa Zilla, Illa Zilla - Lady Killer - I'mfa for, I'mfa for, I'mfa dancin' wit you - Here go one, here go one, here go one, woooo - Mr. Flashdance, Old Bufu, Man Sam, and Doctor Boots - Came down from the south town to snort theey ass some toots - Illa Zilla, Illa Zilla, Illa Zilla - Lady Killer - Illa Zilla, Illa Zilla, Illa Zilla - Lady Killer - I'mfa for, I'mfa for, I'mfa dancin' wit you - Here go one, here go one, here go one, woooo - Well they came down looking to score - but they got a whole lot more - When they started a fight on that frightful night - at Lady Killer's bar - Illa Zilla, Illa Zilla, Illa Zilla - Lady Killer - Illa Zilla, Illa Zilla, Illa Zilla - Lady Killer - I'mfa for, I'mfa for, I'mfa dancin' wit you - Here go one, here go one, here go one, woooo - So if you have to leave your turf - you better not go far - Or start a fight on friday night - in Lady Killer's Bar - Illa Zilla...

[Retardo_Montalban]

Pixies

Dig For Fire

there is this old woman
she lives down the road
you can often find her
kneeling inside of her hole
and i often ask her
"are you looking for the mother lode?"
huh?
no.
no my child, this is not my desire
and then she said

i'm digging for fire [4x]

there is this old man
who spent so much of his life sleeping
that he is able to keep awake for the rest of his years
he resides
on a beach
in a town
where i am going to live
and i often ask him
"are you looking for the mother lode?"
huh?
no.
no my child, this is not my desire
and then he said

i'm digging for fire [4x]


Debaser

got me a movie
i want you to know
slicing up eyeballs
i want you to know
girlie so groovy
i want you to know
don't know about you
but i am un chien andalusia
wanna grow
up to be
be a debaser, debaser

got me a movie
ha ha ha ho
slicing up eyeballs
ha ha ha ho
girlie so groovie
ha ha ha ho
don't know about you
but i am un chien andalusia

debaser

[Carolian]

OK. OK...

The Ramones, "Commando"

They do their best, they do what they can
They get them ready for Viet Nam

From old Hanoi to East Berlin
Commando - involved again

They do their best, they do what they can
They get them ready for Viet Nam

First rule is: The laws of Germany
Second rule is: Be nice to mommy
Third rule is: Don't talk to commies
Fourth rule is: Eat kosher salamis

[Retardo_Montalban]

Just a taste of Tom Waits

Singapore


We sail tonight for Singapore,
take your blankets from the floor
Wash your mouth out by the door,
the whole town's made of iron ore
Every witness turns to steam,
they all become Italian dreams
Fill your pockets up with earth,
get yourself a dollar's worth
Away boys, away boys, heave away

The captain is a one-armed dwarf,
he's throwing dice along the wharf
In the land of the blind
the one-eyed man is king, so take this ring

[Carolian]

Oh man, Tom Waits love. God, I love his lyrics. So totally bizarre. "Singapore" is definitely a great song.

Edit:

That's so awesome. One of the most lyrically perfect songs ever. It's such an incredible depiction of the ocean.

[athenabodicea]

They say there's a heaven for those who will wait.
Some say it's better but I say it ain't.
I'd rather laugh with the sinners than cry with the saints.
Sinners are much more fun...
And only the good die young.

-Billy Joel

[Retardo_Montalban]

I could be here all night

Little Anthony & The Imperials

You don't remember me, but I remember you
'T was not so long ago, you broke my heart in two
Tears on my pillow, pain in my heart, caused by you, you

If we could start anew, I wouldn't hesitate
I'd gladly take you back, and tempt the hands of fate
Tears on my pillow, pain in my heart, caused by you, you, you, you, you

Love is not a gadget, love is not a toy
When you find the one you love, he'll fill your heart with joy

If we could start anew, I wouldn't hesitate
I'd gladly take you back, and tempt the hands of fate
Tears on my pillow, pain in my heart, caused by you, you

No, no no no now, no, no no

Remind me to put up some Ricky Nelson and Everly Brothers

[Seppuku]

Two entries from two favourites of mine.

First off: Gene Clark's From a Silver Phial

---A refuse from a silver phial
Put her faith into the moons and stars
She said she had a mind that slept inside tomorrow
And time could only heal it's scars
She was fire on the borderline
The lion in the fall of roles
Said she saw the sword of sorrow sunken
In the sand of searching souls
Sleeping in the master's room
Seeing through his eye for gain
Keeping by his side not to be a victim
Falling in the darkened rain

She was taken from a cruel storm
The refuse from a silver phial
Took her magic master's words and sung
And made his lower self worth while
Sleeping in the master's room
Seeing through his eye for gain
Keeping by his side not to be a victim
Falling in the darkened rain ---

Second, The Band - In a Station. I love this song so much that I'm gonna go and change my signature and add some of their lyrics to it.

---Once I climbed up the face of a mountain
And ate the wild fruit there
Fell asleep until the moonlight woke me
And I could taste your hair
Isn't everybody dreaming!
Then the voice I hear is real
Out of all the idle scheming
Can't we have something to feel

Once upon a time leaves me empty
Tomorrow never comes
I could sing the sound of your laughter
Still I don't know your name
Must be some way to repay you
Out of all the good you gave
If a rumour should delay you
Love seems so little to save---

[Carolian]

Minor Threat, "MINOR THREAT"

We're not the first, I hope we're not the last
'Cause I know we're all heading for that adult crash
The time is so little, the time belongs to us
Why is everybody in such a fucking rush?

Make do with what you have
Take what you can get
Pay no mind to us
We're just a minor threat

WE'RE JUST A MINOR THREAT!

Early to finish, I was late to start
I might be an adult, but I'm a minor at heart
Go to college, be a man, what's the fucking deal?
It's not how old I am, it's how old I feel

Take your time
Try not to forget
We never will
We're just a minor threat

WE'RE JUST A MINOR THREAT!



Or... here's a song that could serve as the National Anthem of the Zone.

"Walk Together, Rock Together" by 7 Seconds.

It's not the way we look
Our stance, our style, our hair
Forget those stupid barriers
Take down that flag you wear
Just people living on
With different hearts and different minds
If we can live in the same world
Why can't we stand in the same line?

If we can walk together
Why can't we rock together?

No, I don't care
If you're into different bands
No cause for such hatred
I'm just a different man
Pull off the cover, I will too
And learn to understand
With music deep inside
We'll make world our unity plan

If we can walk together
Why can't we rock together?

A label is a label
Definition, nothing more
And because of labels we have places
We live in constant war
Destroy all that tradition
And live before you die
Let's rock together from now on
And never be denied

[Seppuku]

And come on, somebody better put some Leonard Cohen down here so I don't have to...

[Carolian]

There you go!

OK, OK, bad joke.

Leonard Cohen, "Sisters of Mercy"

Oh the sisters of mercy, they are not departed or gone.
They were waiting for me when I thought that I just can't go on.
And they brought me their comfort and later they brought me this song.
Oh I hope you run into them, you who've been travelling so long.

Yes you who must leave everything that you cannot control.
It begins with your family, but soon it comes around to your soul.
Well I've been where you're hanging, I think I can see how you're pinned:
When you're not feeling holy, your loneliness says that you've sinned.

Well they lay down beside me, I made my confession to them.
They touched both my eyes and I touched the dew on their hem.
If your life is a leaf that the seasons tear off and condemn
they will bind you with love that is graceful and green as a stem.

When I left they were sleeping, I hope you run into them soon.
Don't turn on the lights, you can read their address by the moon.
And you won't make me jealous if I hear that they sweetened your night:
We weren't lovers like that and besides it would still be all right,
We weren't lovers like that and besides it would still be all right.

[minstrel]

Good to see a fan of Tom Waits (especially OLD Tom Waits!).

From "Martha" from the album "Closing Time":

"Operator, number please,
It's been so many years
Will she remember my old voice
While I fight the tears?

Hello, hello there, is this Martha
This is old Tom Frost
And I am calling long distance
Don't worry 'bout the cost

'Cause it's been forty years or more
Oh Martha, please recall
Meet me out for coffee
And we'll talk about it all."


The song goes on, but whenever I try to sing it, I choke up by this time. These lyrics are simple, but the emotions are deep. Tom Waits is a powerful songwriter.

[wonkabar]

Yo Ren, you're ready to go get this move?
Believe that, boy
You're strapped?
Yeah, you know it
Let's go do this, man, I got it all planned out
Yeah, shoot any motherfucker that moves


Alright everybody...

This is a stick-up, everybody get face-down
Ren, gag their mouths so they can't make a sound
Tie em up for the fact that I'm kickin ass
I got my hand on my gat, and I'm tempted to blast
My name is Eazy, but I go the hard way out
This ain't personal, but now I'm about
to commit a crime and go thru with it
You know what, no need for shakin, because I'm used to it
Take out the security guard with a slap of my hand
Yeah, he's wearin' a badge, but he's a ol ass man
Pump his ass in the head, and take his gun
so me and the punk can go one on one
Cover the lens on the TV screen
you know, so me and my gang just can't be seen
Lock the doors, and throw away the key
Close the blinds, so no motherfuckers can see
and smile, you know, cause I'm controllin the shit
and no sucker ass nigga's gonna stop the hit
Wardrobes and locs, and a Ruthless shirt
That means I'm ready to work, and rush a fool to the dirt,

Nobody moves, nobody gets hurt


Alright, anybody move and I'll blow your fuckin head off

Alright...
Empty your pockets, but do it slow
Take everything you got and lay it on the fuckin floor
Don't make me have to set an example today
and blow one of you crazy motherfuckers away
I'm in a bank, and it's a little bit funny
takin all you stupid motherfuckers' money
Peepin at a bitch cause my dick's on hard
Laughin at the dumb ass security guard
who's tied up for the moment, not sayin' a word
I should have known it before, the motherfucker's a nerd
But back to the bitches I'm peepin
and then untie the hoe, so I can start creepin
Took her to the backroom, about to jack
Cold trailed the bitch, with a gun in the back
I said: "Lay down, and unbutton your bra!"
There was the biggest titties that a nigga ever saw
I said: "Damn", then the air got thinner
Only thought in my mind, was goin' up in her
The suspense was makin' me sick
She took her panties down and the bitch had a dick!
I said: "Damn", dropped the gat from my hand
(What I thought was a bitch, was nothing but a man)
Put the gat to his legs, all the way up his skirt
because this is one stick that I had to hurt

I said get down. I want you all face-down on the floor
Anybody moves and I shoot

Stackin up the money and there's more to collect
cause I don't give a fuck, I take traveler's checks
Yo, Ren, peep out the window, and tell me what you see
(Three motherfuckin police starin at me; what to do now?)
Hurry up and get on
Allright, tell me, who is the motherfuckin alarm?
I'm a give ya a chance, and count to three
or else five of ya bitches are comin with me
([Police:] Allright, Allright, come out niggaz, or we're coming in
This is the only chance to turn yourself in)
Fuck you! We got hostages, and plenty of loot
and don't give a damn and not afraid to shoot
We're sendin out the hostages, all except five
and if you don't meet our demands, they won't stay alive
We want a copter, so we can get away clean
and take some pussy along, if you know what I mean
One hostage got brave, and got off the floor
but I smoked his ass before he got to the door
[Police:] They shot a hostage, they shot a hostage!
[MC Ren:] You stupid motherfucker tryin' to run
now you're dead as fuck tryin' to race a gun
[Police:] Allright, this is the last chance to get off your ass
or else the tear gas is about to blast
I ran to the back and Ren followed behind
to a hell of a spot that was hard to find
The bank was fucked up, the shit was smokin
with screamin hostages, runnin and chokin
Gettin away, but I was suddenly stopped
at point blank range, by a motherfuckin cop
And I hope they don't think that a lesson was taught
cause a nigga like the E was finally caught
My gat wouldn't fire, the shit wouldn't work
So, y'all know what time it is

[Police:] Well I'm giving you five seconds to let us thru the gate or
I'm gonna shoot two of your guards

Hehe, they got me once, but they'll never get me again

[wonkabar]

SOCIAL DISTORTION

"Prison Bound"

Well, I'm goin' to a place where the tough guys go
And come out even tougher
A place where a man don't show his feelings
A place where a man don't cry

Well, they say I'm bein' punished
And they say I can be reformed
But some day I'll return
Did they really think that
This time it would work

You knew all along it wouldn't...

Oh, I'm prison bound
I did a crime one too many times
It's on the outskirts of town, by the railroad tracks
Where the country moon shines
Oh, I'm prison bound
Tell my girl I'll be back one day
Oh, I'm prison bound
I may never know any other way

Well, they take away my freedom of expression or action
Johnny says I'll walk the line
With three hots and a cot
And a lot of talk
With lock-up, concrete, and steel

Well it's cold and it's clammy
Man, it's colder than a pimp's heart
But I've gotta do my time
There's a lesson to be learned here
But what a price to pay

You know I may never learn-

[vicious_bastard]

A squid eating dough in a polyethylene bag is fast and bulbous, got me?

[Keepcoolbutcare]

A squid eating dough in a polyethylene bag is fast and bulbous, got me?

"Pachuco Cadaver".

Don Van's a pretty good artist too...

[DrillerKiller]

'You're perfect; Yes it's true. But without me, you're only you.'

Faith No More - Midlife Crisis

[Doc Holliday]

Semolina Pilchards...Climbing up the Eiffel Tower

[Doc Holliday]

'You're perfect; Yes it's true. But without me, you're only you.'

Faith No More - Midlife Crisis

Heh. How about

"We care a lot about the Garbage Pail Kids, they never lie
We care a lot about Transformers cause there's more than meets the eye

We care a lot about the little things, the bigger things we top
We care a lot about you people yeah you bet we care a lot"

[Seppuku]

"When they kick at your front door, how you gonna come? With your hands on your head, or on the trigger of your gun?"

I think this should officially turn into the Guess Who Wrote That Lyric thread...

[cap]

DESAPARECIDOS
"Man And Wife, The Latter (Damaged Goods)"

I'm growing out my hair
like it was when I was single
it was longer than I'd know you
I had no money then I had no worries then at all
but with such a high standard of living
I just feel like I'm dying
I would start an argument but you can barely even talk
but there is always good reason for your silence
you have to take care of some business
so I fix your plate and I stay out of the way

and you will stay like that forever
right in front of your computer
you'll look up one day but you won't recognize me so now

you want to change
you read a letter from a lawyer
want to take me out to dinner
want to bury me under a mound of shopping bags
like it would really make a difference
or make up for your disinterest
I'm a bill you pay
I'm a contract you can't break
and it is like I'm under water
or on an endless escalator
I just go up and up but I don't ever reach the top

and it reads just like the bible
twenty centuries of scandal,
I guess it all depends on how you interpret it the word is love

the word is loss
the words are damaged goods
that I what I am a lifetime
gets chalked up to an experience coincidence
we are chained to the events
thats it

[Retardo_Montalban]

"When they kick at your front door, how you gonna come? With your hands on your head, or on the trigger of your gun?"

I think this should officially turn into the Guess Who Wrote That Lyric thread...

If this is a guess who thread, you can't use any Clash lines, or else I'll get 'em.


Hell, my signature is a Clash line and a Taxi Driver quote in one.

[Peven]

McCartney and Lennon- take your pick from their vast library of great songs. 99.9% of those that came after are mere wisps of smoke compared to what these two guys created together. i am ashamed of myself for not putting them on my earlier list of favorite all-time songwriters, not on top of my game lately, and disappointed that i haven't seen even one example of theirs on here yet.

[RockyDennis]

I always loved Wayne Kramer's stuff. His MC5 stuff is legendary, but I think his newer solo albums are just as good.

"SOMETHING BROKEN IN THE PROMISED LAND"

SOME MOTHERFUCKER IS PISSING ON MY GRAVE
HOW MUCH IRRIGATION CAN I STAND?
KIDS DOWN THE STREET ARE PLAYING WITH MACHINE GUNS
SOMETHING BROKEN IN THE PROMISED LAND
THE CATS SING ALONG WITH NEIL YOUNG RECORDS
HOW MUCH MORE DAMAGE CAN I STAND

THE WHOLE STATE OF MICHIGAN JUST SIGNED UP FOR WELFARE
SOMETHING BROKEN IN THE PROMISED LAND

SOMETHING BROKEN IN THE PROMISED LAND
A LOST DIRECTION IN THE PROMISED LAND
A MISSED CONNECTION IN THE PROMISED LAND
SOMETHING BROKEN IN THE PROMISED LAND

SO WHERE'S LEE OSWALD NOW THAT WE NEED HIM
I'VE SEEN ALL THE LONE GUNMEN I CAN STAND
THERE'S A SELF IMPROVEMENT TAPE CALLED
"GETTING USED TO POVERTY"
SOMETHING BROKEN IN THE PROMISED LAND

SOMETHING BROKEN IN THE PROMISED LAND
THE DREAM IS SOLD OUT IN THE PROMISED LAND
THE SIDEWALK'S COLD IN THE PROMISED LAND
BROKEN PROMISE IN THE PROMISED LAND

THE RICH GET LAZY IN THE PROMISED LAND
THE POOR GET CRAZY IN THE PROMISED LAND
A BUSTED DEAL HERE IN THE PROMISED LAND
THE SHIT IS REAL HERE IN THE PROMISED LAND
THE VISION FAILS IN THE PROMISED LAND
THEY'RE BUILDING JAILS IN THE PROMISED LAND
MY CHEVY DIED HERE IN THE PROMISED LAND
CHUCK BERRY LIED ABOUT THE PROMISED LAND

[Seppuku]

Peven, this one's dedicated to you. I guess I love this song so much because it's Lennon at his most Liverpudlian, and the err themes he's talking about still hold up today. I mean anyone looked at a tabloid recently?

"Well you should see Polythene Pam
She's so good-looking that she looks like a man
Well you should see her in drag dressed in her polythene bag
Yes you should see Polythene Pam.
Yeah yeah yeah
Get a dose of her in jackboots and kilt
She's killer-diller when she's dressed to the hilt
She's the kind of a girl that makes the "News of the World"
Yes you could say she was attractively built.
Yeah yeah yeah"

[Peven]

Peven, this one's dedicated to you. I guess I love this song so much because it's Lennon at his most Liverpudlian, and the err themes he's talking about still hold up today. I mean anyone looked at a tabloid recently?

"Well you should see Polythene Pam
She's so good-looking that she looks like a man
Well you should see her in drag dressed in her polythene bag
Yes you should see Polythene Pam.
Yeah yeah yeah
Get a dose of her in jackboots and kilt
She's killer-diller when she's dressed to the hilt
She's the kind of a girl that makes the "News of the World"
Yes you could say she was attractively built.
Yeah yeah yeah"

thanks sepp, i needed that.

[CthulhuKid]

I don't know what it is about this song, but the lyrics hit me deeper than any I've ever heard:

Peter Gabriel: Come Talk to Me


The wretched desert takes its form, the jackal proud and tight
In search of you, I feel my way, through the slowest heaving night
Whatever fear invents, I swear it make no sense
I reach through the border fence
Come down, come talk to me

In the swirling, curling storm of desire unuttered words hold fast
With reptile tongue, the lightning lashes towers built to last
Darkness creeps in like a thief and offers no relief
Why are you shaking like a leaf
Come on, come talk to me

Ah please talk to me
Won't you please talk to me
We can unlock this misery
Come on, come talk to me

{Chorus 1:}
I did not come to steal
This all is so unreal
Can't you show me how you feel now
Come on, come talk to me
Come talk to me [x2]

The earthly power sucks shadowed milk from sleepy tears undone
From nippled skin as smooth as silk the bugles blown as one
You lie there with your eyes half closed like there's no-one there at all
There's a tension pulling on your face
Come on, come talk to me

Won't you please talk to me
If you'd just talk to me
Unblock this misery
If you'd only talk to me

{Chorus 2:}
Don't you ever change your mind
Now your future's so defined
And you act so deaf and blind
[And you act so deaf so blind]
Come on, come talk to me
Come talk to me [x2]

I can imagine the moment
Breaking out through the silence
All the things that we both might say
And the heart it will not be denied
'Til we're both on the same damn side
All the barriers blown away

I said please talk to me
Won't you please come talk to me
Just like it used to be
Come on, come talk to me
I did not come to steal
This all is so unreal
Can you show me how you feel now
Come on, come talk to me
Come talk to me [x2]


And for Hip, you have to go to the best Hip Hop Album of ALL TIME:

Public Enemy (It takes a Nation of Millins to Hold Us Back)

Bring the Noise:

Bass! how low can you go?
Death row. what a brother knows.
Once again, back is the incredible
The rhyme animal
The incredible d, public enemy number one
Five-o said, freeze! and I got numb
Can I tell ’em that I really never had a gun?
But it’s the wax that the terminator x spun
Now they got me in a cell ’cause my records, they sell
’cause a brother like me said, well...
...frarrakhan’s a prophet and I think you ought to listen to
What he can say to you, what you ought to do.
Follow for now, power of the people, say,
Make a miracle, d, pump the lyrical
Black is back, all in, we’re gonna win
Check it out, yeah y’all, here we go again

Chorus: turn it up! bring the noise!

Never badder than bad ’cause the brother is madder than mad
At the fact that’s corrupt as a senator
Soul on roll, but you treat it like soap on a rope
’cause the beats in the lines are so dope
Listen for lessons I’m saying inside music that the critics are blasting
Me for
They’ll never care for the brothers and sisters
Now across the country has us up for the war

We got to demonstrate, come on now, they’re gonna have to wait
Till we get it right
Radio stations I question their blackness
They call themselves black, but we’ll see if they’ll play this

Chorus: turn it up! bring the noise!

Get from in front of me, the crowd runs to me
My deejay is warm, he’s x, I call him norm, ya know
He can cut a record from side to side
So what, the ride, the glide should be much safer than a suicide
Soul control, beat is the father of your rock’n’roll
Music for whatcha, for whichin’, you call a band, man
Makin’ a music, abuse it, but you can’t do it, ya know
You call ’em demos, but we ride limos, too
Whatcha gonna do? rap is not afraid of you
Beat is for sonny bono, beat is for yoko ono
Run-dmc first said a deejay could be a band
Stand on it’s feet, get you out your seat
Beat is for eric b. and ll, as well, hell
Wax is for anthrax, still it can rock bells
Ever forever, universal, it will sell
Time for me to exit, terminator x-it

Chorus...

From coast to coast, so you stop being like a comatose
Stand, my man? the beat’s the same with a boost toast
Rock with some pizzazz, it will last. why you ask?
Roll with the rock stars, still never get accepted as
We got to plead the fifth, we can investigate
Don’t need to wait, get the record straight
Hey, posse’s in effect, got the flavor terminator
X to sign checks, play to get paid
We got to check it out down on the avenue
A magazine or two is dissing me and dissing you
Yeah, I’m telling you...[/i]

[Keepcoolbutcare]

"Well, it took a lot of work to be the ass that I am
And I'm real damn sure that anyone can, equally easily fuck you over."

"Sometimes I'm so full of shit that it should be a crime."

"I didn't go to work for a month
I didn't leave my bed for eight days straight
I haven't hung out with anyone
'Cause if I did, I'd have nothing to say
I didn't feel angry or depressed
I didn't feel anything at all
I didn't want to go to bed
And I didn't want to stay up late
When youre living your life, well, that's the price you pay."

"Where do you move when what you're moving from
Is yourself?...The universe works on a math equation
that never even ever really ends in the end
Infinity spirals out creation..."

"Eating snow flakes with plastic forks
And a paper plate of course, you think of everything
Short love with a long divorce
And a couple of kids of course
They don't mean anything
Live in trailers with no class
goddamn I hope I can pass high school means nothing
Taking heartache with hard work
Goddamn I am such a jerk, I can't do anything
And I shout that you're all fakes
And you should have seen the look on your face
And I guess that's what it takes
When comparing your bellyaches
And it's been a long time
Which agrees with this watch of mine
And I guess that I miss you, and I'm sorry
if I dissed you."

Some self loathing, courtesy of Isaac Brock.

[minstrel]

Another off-the-wall gem from the great Tom Waits:

Step Right Up

Step right up
step right up
step right up
Everyone's a winner, bargains galore
That's right, you too can be the proud owner
Of the quality goes in before the name goes on
One-tenth of a dollar
one-tenth of a dollar
we got service after sales
You need perfume? we got perfume
how 'bout an engagement ring?
Something for the little lady
something for the little lady
Something for the little lady, hmm
Three for a dollar
We got a year-end clearance, we got a white sale
And a smoke-damaged furniture
you can drive it away today
Act now, act now
and receive as our gift, our gift to you
They come in all colors, one size fits all
No muss, no fuss, no spills
you're tired of kitchen drudgery
Everything must go
going out of business
going out of business
Going out of business sale
Fifty percent off original retail price
skip the middle man
Don't settle for less
How do we do it?
how do we do it?
volume, volume, turn up the volume
Now you've heard it advertised, don't hesitate
Don't be caught with your drawers down
Don't be caught with your drawers down
You can step right up, step right up

That's right, it filets, it chops
It dices, slices, never stops
lasts a lifetime, mows your lawn
And it mows your lawn
and it picks up the kids from school
It gets rid of unwanted facial hair
it gets rid of embarrassing age spots
It delivers a pizza
and it lengthens, and it strengthens
And it finds that slipper that's been at large
under the chaise longe for several weeks
And it plays a mean Rhythm Master
It makes excuses for unwanted lipstick on your collar
And it's only a dollar, step right up
it's only a dollar, step right up

'Cause it forges your signature.
If not completely satisfied
mail back unused portion of product
For complete refund of price of purchase
Step right up
Please allow thirty days for delivery
don't be fooled by cheap imitations
You can live in it, live in it
laugh in it, love in it
Swim in it, sleep in it
Live in it, swim in it
laugh in it, love in it
Removes embarrassing stains from contour sheets
that's right
And it entertains visiting relatives
it turns a sandwich into a banquet
Tired of being the life of the party?
Change your shorts
change your life
change your life
Change into a nine-year-old Hindu boy
get rid of your wife
And it walks your dog, and it doubles on sax
Doubles on sax, you can jump back Jack
see you later alligator
See you later alligator
And it steals your car
It gets rid of your gambling debts, it quits smoking
It's a friend, and it's a companion
And it's the only product you will ever need
Follow these easy assembly instructions
it never needs ironing
Well it takes weights off hips, bust
thighs, chin, midriff
Gives you dandruff, and it finds you a job
it is a job
And it strips the phone company free
take ten for five exchange
And it gives you denture breath
And you know it's a friend, and it's a companion
And it gets rid of your traveler's checks
It's new, it's improved, it's old-fashioned
Well it takes care of business
never needs winding
Never needs winding
never needs winding
Gets rid of blackheads, the heartbreak of psoriasis
Christ, you don't know the meaning of heartbreak, buddy
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon
'Cause it's effective, it's defective
it creates household odors
It disinfects, it sanitizes for your protection
It gives you an erection
it wins the election
Why put up with painful corns any longer?
It's a redeemable coupon, no obligation
no salesman will visit your home
We got a jackpot, jackpot, jackpot
prizes, prizes, prizes, all work guaranteed
How do we do it
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We need your business
we're going out of business
We'll give you the business
Get on the business
end of our going-out-of-business sale
Receive our free brochure, free brochure
Read the easy-to-follow assembly instructions
batteries not included
Send before midnight tomorrow, terms available
Step right up
step right up
step right up
You got it buddy: the large print giveth
and the small print taketh away
Step right up
you can step right up
you can step right up
C'mon step right up
(Get away from me kid, you bother me...)
Step right up, step right up, step right up
c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon
Step right up
you can step right up
c'mon and step right up
C'mon and step right up

[Keepcoolbutcare]

"Only in America could you find a way to make a healthy buck/And still keep your attitude on self-destruct
I sell rhymes like dimes/The one who mostly keep cash, but tell about the broke times
Joker rhymes, like the "Is you just happy to see me?" trick/Classical slap-stick rappers need Chapstick
A lot of them sound like they in a talent show/So I give 'em something to remember like the Alamo/Tally-ho!"

"Call him back when you need some more 'gnac, Horshack/Doing 80 down the Van Wyck on horseback
Ya' man sick but he wreck tracks, puto/Get back too bro', exactamundo
Viktor the director flip a script like Rob Reiner/The way a lotta dudes rhyme their name should be "knob shiner"
For a buck, they'd likely dance the Jig or do the Hucklebuck/To Vik it's no big deal, they're just a buncha knuckle-fucks
You wonder how well would they hold up in a holding cell/It sorta had the strange makings of a tale told in hell/Like "Oh well," hold tall riches/If the Feds is really after him they'll just tell all the snitches
On borrowed-time rhymes, gassed by the silver screen/They cat like their monkey ass can heal back like Wolverine
Mellow out what y'all bellow out ya' yellow mouth/What happened to the kinda spit that used to help a fellow out?"

"getting paid like a biker with the best crank/Sprayed like a high ranked sniper in the West Bank."

"They know who's the renown beat critic/Do a street lyric like that's a neat trick
Off on a tangent/He ain't got a cent/Supposed to go to management and spent it getting bent
Sparky/I had enough of your malarkey/For one don't mark me and who you calling darky?"

the incomparable (well, maybe Ghostface) MF Doom, aka Zev Love X, aka King Geedorah, aka Viktor Vaugn, aka Daniel Dumile.

[DennisMM]

let me ride on the Wall of Death one more time
let me ride on the Wall of Death one more time
you can waste your time on the other rides
this is the nearest to being alive
oh, let me take my chances on the wall of death

you can go with the crazy people in the crooked house
you can fly away on the rocket or spin in the mouse
the tunnel of love might amuse you
Noah's art might confuse you
but let me take my chances on the wall of death

on the wall of death, all the world is far from me
oh, the wall of death is the nearest to being free

(brief guitar solo that, despite its simplicity, cuts nearly everything you've heard to the quick)

oh, you're going nowhere when you ride on the carousel
and maybe you're strong, but what's the good of ringing a bell?
the switchback will make you crazy
beware of the bearded lady
but let me take my chances on the wall of death.

(another fantastic, minimalist guitar solo)

let me ride on the wall of death one more time
let me ride on the wall of death one more time
you can waste your time on the other rides
this is the nearest to being alive
oh, let me take my chances on the wall of
let me take my chances on the wall of
let me take my chances on the wall of death

I dearly wish I could find more than a 20-second sound file for you.

FUCK!

"Wall of Death," Richard Thompson
(better late)
thanks for the remind, minstrel

[minstrel]

Yay, DennisMM!

Richard Thompson - now THERE'S a songwriter! (And a brilliant guitarist, as you pointed out.)

How 'bout "Did She Jump Or Was She Pushed?" from the same album?

Or "I Read About Love", or "1952 Vincent Black Lightning" ...

Or "Farewell, Farewell" from Fairport Convention ...

Why isn't this guy a major superstar?

[DennisMM]

I don't think he was ever marketed properly. Were he fairly new today he'd fit very well into a small-label, how-fucking-cool-is-he?, scene.

When I saw him on the Rumour and Sigh tour he played solo, acoustic. I was ten feet away and watching his hands much of the time. People cried when he sang "1952 Vincent Black Lightning." On the crappy boot video I have, you can hear me yelling out "Wall of Death"! "Wall of Death"! when he asked for requests. He mocked me, then played it to open and close a medley.

How I would have loved to have seen the Shoot Out the Lights tour.

[Vegeta]

Yo Ren, you're ready to go get this move?
Believe that, boy
You're strapped?
Yeah, you know it
Let's go do this, man, I got it all planned out
Yeah, shoot any motherfucker that moves


Alright everybody...

This is a stick-up, everybody get face-down
Ren, gag their mouths so they can't make a sound
Tie em up for the fact that I'm kickin ass
I got my hand on my gat, and I'm tempted to blast
My name is Eazy, but I go the hard way out
This ain't personal, but now I'm about
to commit a crime and go thru with it
You know what, no need for shakin, because I'm used to it
Take out the security guard with a slap of my hand
Yeah, he's wearin' a badge, but he's a ol ass man
Pump his ass in the head, and take his gun
so me and the punk can go one on one
Cover the lens on the TV screen
you know, so me and my gang just can't be seen
Lock the doors, and throw away the key
Close the blinds, so no motherfuckers can see
and smile, you know, cause I'm controllin the shit
and no sucker ass nigga's gonna stop the hit
Wardrobes and locs, and a Ruthless shirt
That means I'm ready to work, and rush a fool to the dirt,

Nobody moves, nobody gets hurt


Alright, anybody move and I'll blow your fuckin head off

Alright...
Empty your pockets, but do it slow
Take everything you got and lay it on the fuckin floor
Don't make me have to set an example today
and blow one of you crazy motherfuckers away
I'm in a bank, and it's a little bit funny
takin all you stupid motherfuckers' money
Peepin at a bitch cause my dick's on hard
Laughin at the dumb ass security guard
who's tied up for the moment, not sayin' a word
I should have known it before, the motherfucker's a nerd
But back to the bitches I'm peepin
and then untie the hoe, so I can start creepin
Took her to the backroom, about to jack
Cold trailed the bitch, with a gun in the back
I said: "Lay down, and unbutton your bra!"
There was the biggest titties that a nigga ever saw
I said: "Damn", then the air got thinner
Only thought in my mind, was goin' up in her
The suspense was makin' me sick
She took her panties down and the bitch had a dick!
I said: "Damn", dropped the gat from my hand
(What I thought was a bitch, was nothing but a man)
Put the gat to his legs, all the way up his skirt
because this is one the one I desire that I had to hurt

I said get down. I want you all face-down on the floor
Anybody moves and I shoot

Stackin up the money and there's more to collect
cause I don't give a fuck, I take traveler's checks
Yo, Ren, peep out the window, and tell me what you see
(Three motherfuckin police starin at me; what to do now?)
Hurry up and get on
Allright, tell me, who is the motherfuckin alarm?
I'm a give ya a chance, and count to three
or else five of ya bitches are comin with me
([Police:] Allright, Allright, come out niggaz, or we're coming in
This is the only chance to turn yourself in)
Fuck you! We got hostages, and plenty of loot
and don't give a damn and not afraid to shoot
We're sendin out the hostages, all except five
and if you don't meet our demands, they won't stay alive
We want a copter, so we can get away clean
and take some pussy along, if you know what I mean
One hostage got brave, and got off the floor
but I smoked his ass before he got to the door
[Police:] They shot a hostage, they shot a hostage!
[MC Ren:] You stupid motherfucker tryin' to run
now you're dead as fuck tryin' to race a gun
[Police:] Allright, this is the last chance to get off your ass
or else the tear gas is about to blast
I ran to the back and Ren followed behind
to a hell of a spot that was hard to find
The bank was fucked up, the shit was smokin
with screamin hostages, runnin and chokin
Gettin away, but I was suddenly stopped
at point blank range, by a motherfuckin cop
And I hope they don't think that a lesson was taught
cause a nigga like the E was finally caught
My gat wouldn't fire, the shit wouldn't work
So, y'all know what time it is

[Police:] Well I'm giving you five seconds to let us thru the gate or
I'm gonna shoot two of your guards

Hehe, they got me once, but they'll never get me again

My friends and I used to listen to Eazy-Duz-it when we were kids and laugh our fucking asses off! Good Stuff... I remember in an interlude there was something like:

(Two old black guys)

Old Guy A"I can do the mash potatoe n!gger, what can you do?"
Old Guy B "I can do the boogaloo"
A "That old shit been played out back in 1967"
B "I can do the boogaloo"
A "Fuck you!"

[Brocktune]

My friends and I used to listen to Eazy-Duz-it when we were kids and laugh our fucking asses off! Good Stuff... I remember in an interlude there was something like:

(Two old black guys)

Old Guy A"I can do the mash potatoe n!gger, what can you do?"
Old Guy B "I can do the boogaloo"
A "That old shit been played out back in 1967"
B "I can do the boogaloo"
A "Fuck you!"

it was at the end of the album's opening track, "still talkin'".
classic

[Vegeta]

DESAPARECIDOS
"Man And Wife, The Latter (Damaged Goods)"

I'm growing out my hair
like it was when I was single
it was longer than I'd know you
I had no money then I had no worries then at all
but with such a high standard of living
I just feel like I'm dying
I would start an argument but you can barely even talk
but there is always good reason for your silence
you have to take care of some business
so I fix your plate and I stay out of the way

and you will stay like that forever
right in front of your computer
you'll look up one day but you won't recognize me so now

you want to change
you read a letter from a lawyer
want to take me out to dinner
want to bury me under a mound of shopping bags
like it would really make a difference
or make up for your disinterest
I'm a bill you pay
I'm a contract you can't break
and it is like I'm under water
or on an endless escalator
I just go up and up but I don't ever reach the top

and it reads just like the bible
twenty centuries of scandal,
I guess it all depends on how you interpret it the word is love

the word is loss
the words are damaged goods
that I what I am a lifetime
gets chalked up to an experience coincidence
we are chained to the events
thats it

Good choice Cap! Love that tune/album (see top ten album thread). Another good one by their sister band Bright Eyes:

There is no beginning to the story
A bookshelf sinks into the sand
and a language learned and forgot, in turn, is studied once again
It's a shocking bit of footage viewed from a shitty TV screen
You can squint through snowy static to make out the meaning
Just keep on stretching the antennae, hoping that it will come clear
We need some reception, a higher message, just tell us what to fear

Because I don't know what tomorrow brings
It is alive with such possibilities
All I know is I feel better when I sing
Burdens are lifted from me, that is my voice rising!

So Michael, please keep the tape rolling
Boys keep strumming those guitars
We need a record of our failures
We must document our love
I have sat too long in my silence
I have grown too old in my pain
To shed this skin, be born again, it starts with an ending
So thank you friends for the time we shared
My love stays with you like sunlight and air
Oh how I truly wish I could keep hanging around here
but my joy is covering me, soon, I will disappear

It's not a movie, no private screening
This method acting, well, I call that living
It's like a fountain, a door has been opened
We have a problem with no solution but to love and to be loved

So, I've made peace with the falling leaves
I see their same fate in my own body
But I won't be afraid when I am awoken from this dream and returned to that which gave birth to me
And the story goes on and on and on and on...

Bright Eyes - "Method Acting"

[Seppuku]

This band skull-fucked me as a wee one. Forget your tupacs and your Fiddy Cents, I got my gangsta fix from the Geto Bois, and they never released a song more hardcore than this. You gotta read this with a touch of irony running through your head though if you don't want to be offended.

THE GETO BOIS - ASSASSINS

---don’t fuck with me) --> tony montana

[ verse 1: johny c ]
As I walked through 5th ward, I saw this man
He was kind, but he was blind, I snatched his jewelry and ran
I caught up with box and said, I think it’s worth a grand
He smiled and he giggled and he shook my hand
We tried to pawn it in to haveg some for fare for the jam
He said, it’s fake, and I said what? , he said I’m sorry, I said damn!
My mama threw me out, I called my sister a whore
Now my house is abandoned, my bed is the floor
It’s been a week I didn’t need, I couldn’t take it no more
Saw my teacher miss elaine at the grocery store
I waited by her car, she asked: why aren’t you in school?
Put my gun up to her head and said, get in, you old fool
She offered her keys, cried and said, please!
She promised not to tell and give me a’s and b’s
I said, I want your money, grub, and all I can sell
I looked into her eyes and she was scared as hell
I knew she was a snitch, I beat her down with my gun
Got happy with the trigger, now I’m on the run
An assassin

Geto boys
Geto boys
(don’t fuck with me) --> tony montana

I’m an assassin

[ verse 2: juke box ]
Now I’m just what you expected, a runner out on bail
Hustlin is my job, and I’m paid well
I’m used to makin money fast, beaucoup cash
Try to cheat me and beat me, my boss is bossin your ass
Once lived sheila, yeah, I meant to kill her
Her teeth was big and gappy, so I called her godzilla
She planned for a party, she said bring everybody
No jive, when we arrived we saw dectective ray mccarthy
He started haul-assin, my fila came unfastened
I fell and went to jail and came back as an assassin
First I start rollin, my pockets started swollin
Havin green is havin power, and you know what I was sellin
Now sheila was addicted, her face looked reflicted
I caught her sellin ass, then and there I should’ve kicked it
I drove up to her corner and gave her a grin
Asked, how much? , she said, 20, I said, bet, she got in
I drove her to a spot that was quiet and dark
Yo yo, turned out the lights and found a place to park
Now I knew the girl was ready, she started gettin sweaty
But all was in my head was ’kill the bitch like freddy’
I dug between the chair, and whipped out the machete
She screamed, I sliced her up until her guts were like spaghetti
A maniac, I stabbed the girl in her tits
And to stop her nerves from jumpin I just cut her to bits
An assassin

[ verse 3: johny c ]
My father was a priest, cold blooded he’s dead
Hypocrite, I caught him basin, so I shot him in the head
Poured on the holy water, bless the dead is what I said
Then heard the demon screamin as his body bled
Now I stole from the poor, lied on the man
Dropped the dime, he’s doin time and I don’t give a damn
We’re not really greedy, we’ll help the poor and needy
We’ll rock a show and clock some dough, then drink until we’re peedy
Drove on the freeway just the other day
I saw a fine hitch-hiker, and I wanted to play
I pulled off the road, so I could offer a ride
She said thanks, I said no thanks, and she got inside
Jivin as I was drivin, then I asked which direction
She said, 5th ward, I said we’re from the same section
Made it to my ave, she said out and said thanks
I said, yo babe, like won’t you chill and have a couple of drinks?
We went into my house, and I filled up her glass
She drank and got drunk, that’s when I got in that ass
I banged it and banged it until my thang got sore
I said honey..., she said 20, I said, get out, you fuckin whore!
She put on her clothes, headed for the door
Then said, welcome to the disease there is no cure for
Then she started runnin and almost got away
With no clothes I gave chase, makin sure she’d pay
Now she passed by my boy and I knew he was strapped
Red pulled out his gun and shot the bitch in her back
Bare butt-naked I headed for the car
The massacre was from texas, so I pulled out the chainsaw
Cuttin and cuttin, he said johny, man, she’s dead
On the news they found remains of just an arm and her head
An assassin

I’m an assassin

(don’t) (don’t) (don’t fuck with me)

We just was buggin, you know what I’m sayin?
Ha-ha-ha
(haa-haaa!)
(don’t) (don’t) (don’t fuck with me)---

[Brocktune]

SK, love your pseudo french spelling of "bois"
i think bushwick bill is dead now.
r.i.p. little buddy

[Seppuku]

I'd like to second that R.I.P. And about the "bois", it's a bad habit of mine. I occasionally go all dyslexic n type lik i cam up wit d title 2 cradle2dgrave.

[El Scorcho]

OH GOD!!!! How could I forget?!?!?!?!

"Monday gonna take a ride on
The N train down to Coney Island
With the money I saved
Gonna get me engraved
Drink down a lot of Basil Hayden
Get kicked out when I can't see straight and
What an island to be on
Under the neon

Red dragon tattoo
Is just about on me
I got it for you
So now do you want me?
With nothing to prove
Will you be my honey?
oh yeah
In you I confide
Red dragon tattoo
I'm fit to be dyed
Am I fit to have you?

I hear the man say you want to see the others
A mermaid and a heart that says mother
But I don't know from maritime
And I never did hard time
I brought a .38 Special CD collection
Some bactine to prevent infection
And in case I get queasy
A photo of Easy Rider

Red dragon tattoo
Is just about on me
I got it for you
So now do you want me?
With nothing to prove
Will you be my honey?
oh yeah
In you I confide
Red dragon tattoo
I'm fit to be dyed
Am I fit to have you?

Now will you stop pretending I've never been born
Now I look a little more like that guy from KorN
If you came a little bit closer
You'd see it isn't painted on
Oh no no no

Red dragon tattoo
Is just about on me
I got it for you
So now do you want me?
With nothing to prove
Will you be my honey?
oh yeah
In you I confide
Red dragon tattoo
I'm fit to be dyed
Am I fit to have you?"

Fountains of Wayne, Red Dragon Tattoo

[DennisMM]

SK, love your pseudo french spelling of "bois"
i think bushwick bill is dead now.
r.i.p. little buddy

Allmusic says he's still with us, released an album last year.

When I worked in a record store, I once had a guy ask for "G'e'o Bwoyz".

[Brocktune]

SK, love your pseudo french spelling of "bois"
i think bushwick bill is dead now.
r.i.p. little buddy

Allmusic says he's still with us, released an album last year.

When I worked in a record store, I once had a guy ask for "G'e'o Bwoyz".

ipampilash, and istandcorrected!