| Toby Keith – Courtesy of the red, white, and blue (angry american) Lyrics | 17 years ago |
| Is this a parody? | |
| Velvet Revolver – She Builds Quick Machines Lyrics | 18 years ago |
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I think this songs has many layers since Scott Weiland often writes stuff with multiple meanings. The first that strikes me is that it is about a young girl whose parents and neighbors treat her as some kind of witch because of her boyfriend(s). She decides to run away and is forced to become a prostitute |
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| Velvet Revolver – She Builds Quick Machines Lyrics | 18 years ago |
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The true Lyrics Is: Hold Fast Little Love Burn it Strong Let It Roam Ice cold Desert snow She Builds a quick Dream Sister keep her motor clean Sunday Visit and a wet machine She's Always Quick to fight We'll break her through tonight I can feel it when you pull straight down I can feel it when they stood their ground Roll Over Right Keep it through the night Right, Right Keep it through the night Right Iin my Sight keep it through the night I'll smash right through your spotlight She ran away to Texas To Keep away the Excess Old ex in Vegas, dope, back taxes She burn through inheritance danced across America At the all-night sex show so far from home I can feel it when you pull straight down I can feel it when they stood their ground Roll Over Right Keep it through the night Right, Right Keep it through the night Right Iin my Sight keep it through the night I'll smash right through your spotlight What you give is what you take What you bleed is what you break I'd Bleed for you I'd Steal for you I'd Take I'd Take - I've taken this from the CD, so I pretty sure they are correct |
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| Chris Cornell – You Know My Name Lyrics | 18 years ago |
| It reminds me a bit about Megadeths "Countdown to Extinction" | |
| Satyricon – Hvite Krists Díd Lyrics | 18 years ago |
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Forever we're remembering the bold who lived under the hammer of our hord. Eternal is the war against those of the light, until they meet the face of death, cold death Cold winds shall come, to freeze the blood of christian man Our crusade has begun and every step is a pole through the heart of the "White Christ" (Hvite Krist=the viking nickname for Jesus Christ) We are burning God's children on the bonfire We are burning the House of God The darkness of time shall cover the sun The Pearl Gate shall be crushed And every torn in his skull, every nail in his body gives life to new souls born under the mighty throne of Death We march together with death to the land of Death with its endless hills When crusaders hang and the soul of the White Christ is dead When the moon shines pale and lonely, shall the sound of a march of Death mount the Mighty mountains of North Away were those of God's earth, behind a dark cloud the moon looked raw and cold. Sung is the last tone of a reqiuem |
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