| Snow Patrol – NYC Lyrics | 20 years ago |
| player on the flight over from London to New York whilst I'm working over here for a few months. It enhanced the listening experience | |
| Snow Patrol – NYC Lyrics | 20 years ago |
| player on the flight over from London to New York whilst I'm working over here for a few months. It enhanced the listening experience | |
| Snow Patrol – NYC Lyrics | 20 years ago |
| I am a big fan of this tune t1nkerb3ll - it came on my MP3 | |
| GWAR – Black And Huge Lyrics | 20 years ago |
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| GWAR – Slaughterama Lyrics | 20 years ago |
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these lyrics are very wrong in parts can we get them updated? With a battle cry go forth which is "Give the people what they want." And what the people want could only be the senseless slaughter of the gutter-slime that litters this nation for cash and prizes. Yes, this is the show where people bet their lives to win something big. Cause when your life is shit, then you haven't got much to lose on Slaughterama! This next geek is guilty of the following: A Grateful Dead life for which he's been wallowing. Tried to tell us "Give peace a chance." Met the National Guard and yer shit in his pants. Its not your imagination, its not a bad trippie, yes thats him - Its the big smelly hippy! Hello Mr.Hippy, nice to meet ya. Hey, got a little shit between your toes. So, how's things at the ol' manure factory? How's little Tofu? What!? She grew another head? Well, ya gotta lay off that LSD y'know, kinda makes your offspring goofy-looking. So, how do ya hide money from a hippy? Put it under the soap. I'm sorry but that answer wasn't in time, you're gonna have to put your mouth on this. Whoa! I blew your head clean off. Good thing I was such an expert shot with the National Guard back in Penn State. I begged for that day. There's nothing like hippy hunting. My dad always use to take me along with Lee Harvey Oswald. Alright, we're rocking now. Worlds biggest hair, worlds tightest pants got no circulation but you still can't dance. Fashion is a statement and sometimes a risk. Every fashion had its faults, but yours is the pits. Always in black, looks like he's dead - Here's the art-fag lying on his death-bed. Hello Mr. Art-Fag, come on out here. Say, what a hairdo. Why it's awfully big. As big as the.. the.. the Hindenburg and it will probably go up just as fast if I put this lighter to it. But no, I'm gonna hold out and ask you this question: What ever happened to Eddie Munster? I'm looking at him! Oh, Oderus help the boy with his hairdo there.... ooh, its getting ripped off. Ow, you know that's gotta hurt. Hey, what's Oderus trying to do with his face? Is that a face-lift? Whoa, he's pulling that face clean off. Ahhhhh. Help that sod outta here.. Gave up pussy, stopped doing toot. Now you can't wait to give someone the boot. Elbows and knuckles, all you knows how. Follows the herd, just another cow. Brain full of shit, boots full of lead. Straight from Hitler's ass here's the nazi skinhead. Hello Mr.Nazi Skinhead how'ya doin'? How's Geraldo's nose? Still broken? Well it's good to see ya still on the job. Y'know when you're mugging talk show commentators in bathrooms, always remember to draw those swastika's turning to the right, not to the left, always to the right. Hey, why do nazi skinheads wear red suspenders anyway? He doesn't have to tell you. Time to give this nazi skinhead one more haircut, real close to the shoulders like. Whoa! His heads been decapitated. Look at all that PSI in his aorta artery. Whoa! Is he a gusher or what? Well, ladies and gentlemen that's all for this week. We've killed everybody thats worth killing, hope you do the same. We'll be back next week for another edition of Slaughterama, it's not drama It's full of existential despair. It's full of people who just don't care. Don't feel sorry for them. They've chosen there own pathetic life. |
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| Life of Agony – This Time Lyrics | 20 years ago |
| Keith was not given much time by his father in his youth and says that there is still 'time' to be with him. But it seems he's re-married and the same cycle continues where he has no time for his son. | |
| Ricky Nelson – Lonesome Town Lyrics | 20 years ago |
| All I can think of now when I hear this is Pulp Fiction | |
| Life of Agony – Love to Let U Down Lyrics | 20 years ago |
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stboneyofauburbia - the following link may help you understand more about LoA - a band who shaped much of my youth it's great to have them back together although Keith's voice has tamed over the years. Check out River Runs Red album for LoA at the peak of their powers - definitely not 'nu metal' http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Life_of_agony |
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| Life of Agony – Through And Through Lyrics | 20 years ago |
| I feel it's a song penned by Keith to detail the time he needed to discover who he was and what he wanted to do with his life. He seems that his father may have tried to get some direction from him but KC ws saying it's much too late to get involved. Towards the end it may suggest he has found a way to cope with the everyday and perhaps now he can look forward? | |
| Jerry Cantrell – My Song Lyrics | 20 years ago |
| I totally agree with Body Hammer that would be my interpretation too | |
| Down – Swan Song Lyrics | 20 years ago |
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The correct lyrics to this song; how does this get updated? My time, all my life some way, I saved the memory, the pending, the family, surround me a god given time, a god given gift of life. a time to take away, to kill the pain, to give me to the ground. the pills, the windowsill razorblade, great escape so lonely, the feeling, the slipping, the bleeding good lord where are you found? carry judgement way underground did you laugh at me, now alone? shoulda changed my way by now... hero...(x4) a god given time, a god given gift of life. a time to take away, to kill the pain, to give me to the ground. (thanks) |
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