| George Thorogood – Bad To The Bone Lyrics | 14 years ago |
| THIS SONG WAS WRITTEN ABOUT WOODY ALLEN /no joke | |
| The Presidents of the United States of America – Peaches Lyrics | 14 years ago |
| I hate to break it to all the Marxists out there, but this song really is about peaches. No metaphor here. The lead singer himself said that he was sitting under a peach tree in his buddy's backyard waiting for him to come home. He was waiting so long that he wrote a song about peaches. Boredom is the spark of most creative efforts. | |
| Cage – I Never Knew You Lyrics | 14 years ago |
| I think it's about some depressed kid who sees a beautiful woman walking down the street and her beauty beats him out of his depression for a while. He actually believes that this beautiful woman was sent by God to save him, a personal angel of sorts. Whether he actually does or not stalk her, rape and murder her eventually is irrelevant because I think the point is that his depression wins in the end. The beautiful woman was only a temporary relief from his pain. | |
| Aesop Rock – The Harbor Is Yours Lyrics | 15 years ago |
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These are real lyrics, straight from Aes Rock himself: dead men tell no tales, up push the daisies Ê»til the soil is stale, in the powder blue tux for the farmer sale, mr. big sleep with the carp and kale. once upon a time in the days of yore, when the people lived fresh out of legend and folklore, there was an old pirate who pilot a vile slang, had a bird perched on him that swashbuckle the same. peg leg navigate him starboard to port, by the nautical starry night yelling “the harbor is yours”, and you should tell him where you situate the gold, that is unless youʼd like a vacation with davy j-j-j-jones, like walk, plank for whom the shark thank, maroon the mutineers, consume the souvenirs, and while the shiny spoils piled higher every year he was suffocating slow in the box of a buccaneer, 10 summers prior on a night like this, crowʼs nest scope something afloat to the boatʼs west, swore it blew him a kiss, when he focused seen the face of an angel upon the body of a f-f-f-fish, what the heck, frazzled, his telescope shattered, gathered himself, she was ghost, he was down the rope ladder to deck , circle the vessel to 360 swiftly, found nothing in the water but salt, piss, and whiskey, yar, heckled by the swabbies at the bar, heʼll be the laughing stock of the barbary coast war like “this dude either got 2 glass eyes, or heʼs wearing his patch on the wrong s-s-s-side”, now he knew what he saw, but had to prove he was raw, so he raped, and he pillaged, and he feud and he brawl, tried to re-kindle his rep via sabers and gun-smoke, and vowed to always find her, though he never told his cut throats, meanwhile back in the now, got a brand new skeleton crew on the move out, when they arenʼt manning 30 burning cannons stern to bow, they are prying shiny metals out your m-m-m-mouth, ok, youth weans, oldage holler wisdom and disease like the scurvy made his yellow gums bleed, and he was achy from the boots to the feather in his hat Ê»til his quarter-master showed up with a stolen treasure map. one look down and leapt off the dock, see if you can guess where X marked the spot, the capital was buried at sea in a cursed cave only one mile from where heʼd seen the mer-mer-mer-maid, anchors up, hoist the jolly roger, thank you much, day and night with his hook hands raised and clutched, but see the vitamin deficiency was strong, so by the time they bumped into the island he could barely lift his grog, crawled off the boat, collapsed in the sand, prayers in the air sea shells in his hand, and nary a high tide so grand as the one that put the lady of the lake on dry l-l-l-land, and i wish i could tell you that it ended happy, pretend like his bones werenʼt practically snapping, pretend like her gills didnʼt dry up and suffer, but thatʼs a half-dead pirate and a fish out of water, no lie, scoutʼs honor, got a million more, from the burgundy lighting above the shores of whores, before your visions of grandeur go to swell those sails, remember dead men tell no t-t-t-tales. |
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| The Coasters – Down in Mexico Lyrics | 15 years ago |
| The line is: "plays a cool piano" not "blues piano" | |
| Jan Johnston – Unafraid Lyrics | 16 years ago |
| She has the sexiest voice I have ever heard. The Paul Oakenfold remix is my favorite song of all time. | |
| Method Man – 4:20 Lyrics | 16 years ago |
| It's about pot, nothing complicated about this one. That being said, Mef's flow is sick like AIDS on this one. | |
| T.I. – Raw Lyrics | 16 years ago |
| Is he dissing Lil' Wayne? | |
| Swollen Members – Anthrax Island Lyrics | 16 years ago |
| It's suppossed to be, "Longer we stay in L.A. we grow stronger" | |
| Swollen Members – Horrified Nights Lyrics | 16 years ago |
| "Rebenga" was the name of a man Al Pacino and his friend had to kill while they were in prison in the movie Scarface. The scene goes that during a prison riot Pacino's friend stalked the guy with a knife. At one point he starts yelling, "Rebenga" to get the guy's attention. The background yell in this song is a sample from the movie. | |
| Jay-Z – 30 Something Lyrics | 16 years ago |
| does that mean soulja boy will grow up some day? | |
| Head Automatica – K Horse Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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It's been a crazy winter = reference to Hell's Winter (album by Cage)? It's gonna be a crazy summer = Looking forward to Cage's next album? |
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| El-P – Habeas Corpses (Draconian Love) Lyrics | 16 years ago |
| This is the most twisted love story I've ever heard. Cage and El-P are guards stationed together. El-P falls in love with a prisoner and fantasizes what there lives would be like. Then he executes her in real life. | |
| Linkin Park – Rnw@y Lyrics | 16 years ago |
| Minor lyric mistakes? Dude completely messed up Orion's verse. | |
| Method Man – Presidential M.C. Lyrics | 16 years ago |
| It's a rant against haters and wack rappers | |
| Aesop Rock – Holy Smokes Lyrics | 17 years ago |
| The song is a rant against contemporary religion. He's not necessarily against religion, but he is against corruption and pedophilia. He's talking about how contemporary religion has nothing to do with Jesus anymore, it has become just another money making corporation. | |
| Aesop Rock – Fast Cars Lyrics | 17 years ago |
| Most of his songs are about individuality or at least touch on the subject of nonconformity. Check these lines: "Too bad your inner sheep never forgets to follow, cuz my inner greed to feed your hate for loving us is hostile." | |
| Aesop Rock – Save Yourself Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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"Keep me posted as to when you grasp something mature to sit and sulk about mister, and I'll consider pickin up your record" I think those lines summarize the song well |
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