Classical Gas (with lyrics)

 

Show me, show me, show me how you do that trick
The one that makes me scream she said
The one that makes me laugh she said
And threw her arms around my neck
Show me how you do it
And I promise you I promise that
I'll run away with you
I'll run away with you
Spinning on that dizzy edge
I kissed her face and kissed her head
And dreamed of all the different ways I had
To make her glow
Why are you so far away, she said
Why won't you ever know that I'm in love with you
That I'm in love with you
You
Soft and only
You
Lost and lonely
You
Strange as angels
Dancing in the deepest oceans
Twisting in the water
You're just like a dream
You're just like a dream
Daylight licked me into shape
I must have been asleep for days
And moving lips to breathe her name
I opened up my eyes
And found myself alone, alone
Alone above a raging sea
That stole the only girl I loved
And drowned her deep inside of me
You
Soft and lonely
You
Lost and lonely
You
Just like heaven

Just like heaven: The Cure.

 

Sion - Drown

I am pariah
Easier to push away
Bury desire
Easier to end this way

This is what the pain is for
Sever all the memories
This is what the rain is for
Wash away so easily

Sion - The Blade

Here is your answer
I have nothing left to give
Held captive with a smile
This is death by a thousand cuts
Love can be so vile
With my lips sewn shut

Sion - More than just myself

Another day
I feel it closing in
I face oblivion
(As I take) each step toward the grave
Reality is now placed on display
For all to hear for all to see
I know these walls will never define me

Won't let the past contain me
I don't belong to someone else
Free from the ghosts that haunt me
I'm becoming something
More than just myself

The hourglass
Runs down to the last grain
I look to end the pain
(As I take) Each step toward the grave
The open casket seems to call my name
I put my indecision behind me

For all to hear for all to see
I resolve to strengthen who I am
There is no one left but me
Here and now I will make my stand

I am more than a number
I am everything you fear

 

Please allow me to introduce myself
I’m a man of wealth and taste
I’ve been around for a long, long year
Stole many mans sole and faith


Please to meet you, have you guessed my name

 

In the days of my youth
I was told what it means to be a man
Now I’ve reach that age
I try to do all those thing as best I can


good times, bad time, you know I’ve had my share

 

"I'm not there all the time, you know
Some people, some people, some people
Call it insane, yeah, they call it insane (sugar)
I play Russian Roulette everyday, a man's sport
With a bullet called life, yeah, mama, called life (sugar)
You know that every time I try to go
Where I really wanna be
It's already where I am
'Cause I'm already there."

Sugar - System Of A Down

 

Here I go again on my own
Going down the only road I've ever known
Like a drifter, I was born to walk alone
And I've made up my mind
I ain't wasting no more time
I'm just another heart in need of rescue
Waiting on love's sweet charity
And I'm gonna hold on for the rest of my days
'Cause I know what it means
To walk along the lonely street of dreams

 

Intro and song for:

Bad Omens - Artificial Suicide

Why do you care about these people
They don't care about you
None of them
They don’t even know you
Because you haven’t shown them
Everyday you will wake up and they will care less of you
You will live your life for them
And they don’t even see you
You don’t even see yourself

Can you hear me through the white noise?
Can you hear me through the white noise friend?

Soaked in the neon glows
Silver forked tongues talking to you in the digital snow
A glitch in the chain, a loop in the brain
You wanted to break, but you still wanna play the game
Well, we're not gonna be a commodity
Not another maggot in the feed that you're gonna eat
Motherfucker, you can try
Artificial suicide
Eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth
Lighting Molotov's for the broken youth
Can you hear me through the white noise, friend?
A cheers to the life you don't get to choose
Another antichrist on the evening news
Can you hear me through the white noise?
Can you hear me through the white noi-?
We're not gonna be a commodity
Not another maggot in the feed that you're gonna eat
Motherfucker, you can try
Artificial suicide
We're not gonna be a commodity
Not another maggot in the feed that you're gonna eat
Motherfucker, you can try
Artificial suicide
You hate the shape when you have to see
An unfamiliar face on an all-black screen
Can you hear me through the white noise, friend?
"If I wanna be great, I don't wanna be me"
Can you hear me through the white noise?
Can you hear me through the white noise?
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me through the white noise?
We're not gonna be a commodity
Not another maggot in the feed that you're gonna eat
Motherfucker, you can try
Artificial suicide
We're not gonna be a commodity
Not another maggot in the feed that you're gonna eat
Motherfucker, you can try
Artificial suicide
Hear me through the white noise

 

“I’ve Gotta Be Me” — Sammy Davis, Jr.

 

Ballad of the Kingsmen Lyrics by Todd Snider 2004

[Verse 1]
The Kingsmen came together in a garage
They could hardly even play
But they practiced night and day
And pretty soon they got to where they could really play that song "Louie, Louie"
So, they saved up all the money from the shows
Went in to one of them studios
And gave their version of the song a try

[Verse 2]
Now, I don't know the words to that song "Louie, Louie"
And I'm pretty sure the singer for the Kingsmen didn't know 'em either
If he did know 'em he didn't get 'em right on the record
'Cause on the record they sound jumbled in his jaw
Says, "Me think of me girl oh so constantly
"Ahmayaaah makaaaah aahh ooohoooh aaaaah"

[Verse 3]
Well, that last part scared everybody from the PTA to the FBI
You see, the kids had been goin' kind of crazy lately and it seemed like nobody could figure out why
So they decided to form a coalition
Launch an investigation
You know, for the children, they at least had to try
To figure out the words to "Louie, Louie"

[Chorus]
It's the feel good hit of this endless summer
It gets these kids out of control
Singin' along to that star spangled bummer
Hail, hail, rock and roll

[Verse 4]
Marilyn Manson's real name isn't even "Marilyn Manson"
He's a skinny public high school kid from Florida, not some monster from out of this world
And like of a lot other skinny long haired public high school kids, he was sick of getting beaten up by the pulling guard all week only to go out on the weekend and watch the quarterback get all the girls
So he formed a band, man
Now he gets all the girls

[Verse 5]
A few years later a couple of latchkey kids go tragically mad and everybody's standing around the television store at the mall trying to figure out what went wrong
This guy says, "You think the life of a kid going to high school could've gotten so bad?"
This other guy says "Nah, it's just the words to one of them goddamn Marilyn Manson songs, you know the one"

[Chorus]
It's the feel good hit of this endless summer
It gets these kids out of control
Singin' along to that star spangled bummer
Hail, hail, rock and roll

[Verse 6]
You know, every ten years or so, our country and some other little country, we start firing all of our newest weapons at each other
For some reason or another, right or wrong, like it or not
It happens
And when it happens people get shot
And when people get shot they show it on TV a lot
Every night at six o'clock
And you don't even have to be eighteen to see it
You don't even have to be in first grade
First grade, where they teach the kid the pride
They tell him he'll need to thrive
In a world where they say that only the strong will survive
So he's taught the art of more
To compare to and to keep score
Monday through Friday while he stares at the floor
'Til Sunday, they make him go to school once more
Only this time they make him wear a suit and a tie
And listen to some guy
Who claims to know where people go when they die
Tell him that only the meek are gonna inherit the earth
Well shit, by this time the kid doesn't know what anything is worth

[Verse 7]
Now brothers and sisters, I am only one guy
And I don't even know the words to that song "Louie Louie"
But I can tell you right now without battin' an eye
That the next time some latchkey kid goes wrong
It ain't gonna be 'cause that Eminem gets to say the word "fag" in his song
And I'm not trying to preach to ya either
I'm just trying to sing to ya too, you know, string a few words together

[Outro]
Hey kids
Let's get it on
Let's get it on

 

" The Cuervo Gold, The fine Columbian. Make tonight a wonderful thing."
Steely Dan, "Hey Nineteen."

 

With a girl like you
With a girl like you
Lord knows there are things we can do, baby
Just me and you
Come on and make it, uh

Hurts so good
Come on baby, make it hurt so good
Sometimes love don't feel like it should
You make it hurt so good

~John Mellencamp

 

I'm so tired of being tired
As sure as night will follow day.

Most things I worry about
Never happen anyway.

-Tom Petty

 

V.A.N - Poppy with Bad Omens

Happiness is an illusion, it's an analog confusion
You are nothing more than a thought
Existential execution, just a fluke in evolution
History already forgot
You've been running from me, the digital second coming
And I'm here whether you like it or not
Initiated operation of your own extermination
Now it's too late for you to stop
Violence against nature
Violence against nature
Violence against nature
Violence against nature
(Everyone hates you)
I, I can erase everything that you know
I am death and I am not alone
Not alone
Alone
Alone
Alone
I am not alone
Alone
Alone
Alone

 

Sweating Bullets - Megadeth

Hello me, meet the real me and my misfit's way of life
A dark, black past is my most valued possession
Hindsight is always 20-20
But looking back, it's still a bit fuzzy
Speak of mutually assured destruction?
Nice story, tell it to Reader's Digest!

Feeling paranoid, true enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's attacking me and my air is getting thin
I'm in trouble for the things, I haven't got to yet
I'm chomping at the bit and my palms are getting wet
Sweating bullets

Hello me, it's me again
You can subdue, but never tame me
It gives me a migraine headache, sinking down to your level
Yeah, just keep on thinking it's my fault
And stay an inch or two outta kicking distance
Mankind has got to know his limitations

Feeling claustrophobic like the walls are closing in
Bloodstains on my hands and I don't know where I've been
Oh, I'm in trouble for the things I haven't got to yet
I'm sharpening the axe and my palms are getting wet
Sweating bullets
I hear it in here
Blood stains on my- hands
The big axe, big axe, big axe
Sweating, sweating, sweating, sweating, sweating, sweating

Well me, it's nice talking to myself
A credit to dementia
Someday, you too, will know my pain
And smile its "black-toothed grin"
If the war inside my head won't take a day off, I'll be dead
My icy fingers claw your back
Here I come again
Feeling paranoid, true enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's attacking me and my air is getting thin
Feeling claustrophobic like the walls are closing in
Bloodstains on my hands and I don't know where I've been
Once you've committed me (committed me)
Now you've acquitted me (acquitted me)
Claiming validity (validity)
For your stupidity (stupidity)
I'm chomping at the bit
I'm sharpening the axe
Oh, here I come again, whoa!
Sweating bullets

 

Crawlin' back to you
Ever thought of callin' when
You've had a few?
'Cause I always do
Maybe I'm too
Busy bein' yours
To fall for somebody new
Now, l've thought it through Crawlin' back to you


So have you got the guts?
Been wonderin' if your heart's still open
And if so, I wanna know what time it shuts
Simmer down an' pucker up, I'm sorry to interrupt
It's just I'm constantly on the cusp of tryin' to kiss you
But I don't know if you feel the same as I do
But we could be together if you wanted to

Arctic Monkeys “Do I Wanna Know”

 

Kix

No ring around Rosie

She'll shake her hips and make a blind man blush

 

Got close to 27-thousand albums, so, picking a fav isn't that obvious, but one I always liked is "The Sentinel" from Judas Priest. From their 1984 "Defenders Of The Faith" album.

Along deserted avenues
Steam begins to rise
The figures primed and ready
Prepared for quick surprise

He's watching for a sign
His life is on the line

Sworn to avenge
Condemned to Hell
Tempt not the blade
All fear the Sentinel

Dogs whine in the alleys
Smoke is on the wind
From deep inside its empty shell
A cathedral bell begins

Ringing out its toll
A storm begins to grow

Sworn to avenge
Condemned to Hell
Tempt not the blade
All fear the Sentinel

Amidst the upturned burned-out cars
The challengers await
And in their fists clutch iron bars
With which to seal his fate

Across his chest in scabbards rest
The rows of throwing knives
Whose razor points in challenged tests
Have finished many lives

Now facing one another
The stand-off eats at time
Then all at once a silence falls
As the bell ceases its chime

Upon this sign, the challengers
With shrieks and cries rush forth
The knives fly out like bullets
Upon their deadly course

Screams of pain and agony
Rend the silent air
Amidst the dying bodies
Blood runs everywhere

The figure stands expressionless
Impassive and alone
Unmoved by this victory
And the seeds of death he's sown

Sworn to avenge
Condemned to Hell
Tempt not the blade
All fear the Sentinel