Best songtext ever?
Best songtext ever?
You can only pick 1 text! This is mine for this month
RUN THROUGH THE JUNGLE (J.C. Fogerty)
Whoa, thought it was a nightmare,
Lo, it's all so true,
They told me, "Don't go walkin' slow
'Cause Devil's on the loose."
Better run through the jungle,
Better run through the jungle,
Better run through the jungle,
Woa, Don't look back to see.
Thought I heard a rumblin'
Callin' to my name,
Two hundred million guns are loaded
Satan cries, "Take aim!"
Better run through the jungle,
Better run through the jungle,
Better run through the jungle,
Woa, Don't look back to see.
Over on the mountain
Thunder magic spoke,
"Let the people know my wisdom,
Fill the land with smoke."
Better run through the jungle,
Better run through the jungle,
Better run through the jungle,
Woa, Don't look back to see.
RUN THROUGH THE JUNGLE (J.C. Fogerty)
Whoa, thought it was a nightmare,
Lo, it's all so true,
They told me, "Don't go walkin' slow
'Cause Devil's on the loose."
Better run through the jungle,
Better run through the jungle,
Better run through the jungle,
Woa, Don't look back to see.
Thought I heard a rumblin'
Callin' to my name,
Two hundred million guns are loaded
Satan cries, "Take aim!"
Better run through the jungle,
Better run through the jungle,
Better run through the jungle,
Woa, Don't look back to see.
Over on the mountain
Thunder magic spoke,
"Let the people know my wisdom,
Fill the land with smoke."
Better run through the jungle,
Better run through the jungle,
Better run through the jungle,
Woa, Don't look back to see.
Last edited by Fenz on 20 Nov 2006, 14:52, edited 1 time in total.
I ain't leaving without your soul and I am sober this time.
Haven't you got anything better to do fenz?
Euh and mine would be: "days go by", kinda forgot the author, all i know is it hit me terribly hard listening to this in the days following my grandmother's death in the beginning of this year :/
Euh and mine would be: "days go by", kinda forgot the author, all i know is it hit me terribly hard listening to this in the days following my grandmother's death in the beginning of this year :/
Battle doesn't need a purpose
Battle is it's own purpose
You don't ask why a plague spreads or a field burns
Don't ask why I fight
Battle is it's own purpose
You don't ask why a plague spreads or a field burns
Don't ask why I fight
I WANT TO KNOW (The Mavericks)
I want to know what promises to keep
I wanna know how guilty people sleep
I wanna know if willows really weep
I wanna know where’s my reward to reap?
I wanna know why the devil’s not wrung dry
I wanna know why politicians lie
I wanna know why nobody gets high
I wanna know why they don’t’ even try
I wanna know if all you need is love
I wanna know the word from up above
I wanna know what you’re thinking of
I wanna know when you have had enough
I wonder why we think we’re doing so well
I wonder whether we’ll be able to tell
Na na, na na yeah, 6x
I wanna know what it feels like to be king
I wanna know if children, they don’t sing
I wanna know if birds should lose their wings
I wanna know if we do anything
I wanna know how we could makes ends meet
I wanna know when I should stomp my feet
I wanna know why history repeats
I wanna know how you turned out so sweet
I wonder why we think we’re doing so well
I wonder whether we’ll be able to tell
We’re waiting for someone to turn on the light
So we won’t be (wrong when everything’s right?)
Na na, na na yeah 10x
This is such a feel-good song. Love it.
I want to know what promises to keep
I wanna know how guilty people sleep
I wanna know if willows really weep
I wanna know where’s my reward to reap?
I wanna know why the devil’s not wrung dry
I wanna know why politicians lie
I wanna know why nobody gets high
I wanna know why they don’t’ even try
I wanna know if all you need is love
I wanna know the word from up above
I wanna know what you’re thinking of
I wanna know when you have had enough
I wonder why we think we’re doing so well
I wonder whether we’ll be able to tell
Na na, na na yeah, 6x
I wanna know what it feels like to be king
I wanna know if children, they don’t sing
I wanna know if birds should lose their wings
I wanna know if we do anything
I wanna know how we could makes ends meet
I wanna know when I should stomp my feet
I wanna know why history repeats
I wanna know how you turned out so sweet
I wonder why we think we’re doing so well
I wonder whether we’ll be able to tell
We’re waiting for someone to turn on the light
So we won’t be (wrong when everything’s right?)
Na na, na na yeah 10x
This is such a feel-good song. Love it.
Anna Navarre: You're wearing sunglasses on a night operation?
JC Denton: My vision is augmented.
JC Denton: My vision is augmented.
- Toenibbler
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Depeche Mode - Master And Servant
There's a new game
We like to play you see
A game with added reality
You treat me like a dog
Get me down on my knees
We call it master and servant
We call it master and servant
It's a lot like life
This play between the sheets
With you on top and me underneath
Forget all about equality
Let's play master and servant
Let's play master and servant
It's a lot like life
And thats whats appealing
If you despise that throwaway feeling
From disposable fun
Then this is the one
Domination's the name of the game
In bed or in life
They're both just the same
Except in one you're fulfilled
At the end of the day
Let's play master and servant
Let's play master and servant
Let's play master and servant
Come on, master and servant
Kinky!
There's a new game
We like to play you see
A game with added reality
You treat me like a dog
Get me down on my knees
We call it master and servant
We call it master and servant
It's a lot like life
This play between the sheets
With you on top and me underneath
Forget all about equality
Let's play master and servant
Let's play master and servant
It's a lot like life
And thats whats appealing
If you despise that throwaway feeling
From disposable fun
Then this is the one
Domination's the name of the game
In bed or in life
They're both just the same
Except in one you're fulfilled
At the end of the day
Let's play master and servant
Let's play master and servant
Let's play master and servant
Come on, master and servant
Kinky!
Moo! Happy now?
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- Contact:
Quite hard to decide one, but atm i like this one:
Marillion - Forgotten Sons(1983)
Armalite, street lights, nightsights
Searching the roofs for a sniper, a viper, a fighter
Death in the shadows he'll maim you, he'll wound you, he'll kill you
For a long forgotten cause, on not so foreign shores
Boys baptised in wars
Morphine, chill scream, bad dream
Serving as numbers on dog tags, flak rags, sandbags
Your girl has married your best friend, loves end, poison pen
Your flesh will always creep, tossing turning sleep
The wounds that burn so deep
Your mother sits on the edge of the world
When the cameras start to roll
Panoramic viewpoint resurrect the killing fold
Your father drains another beer, he's one of the few that cares
Crawling behind a Saracen's hull from the safety of his living room chair
Forgotten sons, forgotten sons, forgotten sons
And so as I patrol in the valley of the shadow of the tricolour
I must fear evil, for I am but mortal and mortals can only die
Asking questions, pleading answers from the nameless faceless watchers
That stalk the carpeted corridors of Whitehall
Who orders desecration, mutilation, verbal masturbation
In the guarded bureaucratic wombs
Minister, minister care for your children, order them not into damnation
To eliminate those who would trespass against you
For whose is the kingdom, the power, the glory forever and ever, Amen
Halt who goes there, Death, approach friend
You're just another coffin on its way down the emerald aisle
When your children's stony glances mourn your death in a terrorist's smile
The bomber's arm placing fiery gifts on the supermarket shelves
Alley sings with shrapnel detonate a temporary hell
Forgotten Sons
From the dole queue to the regiment a profession in a flash
But remember Monday signings when from door to door you dash
On the news a nation mourns you, unknown soldier, count the cost
For a second you'll be famous but labeled posthumous..
Forgotten sons, forgotten sons
Peace on earth and mercy mild, Mother Brown has lost her child
Just another Forgotten Son
______________________________
A well written and beatiful criticism of war
Marillion - Forgotten Sons(1983)
Armalite, street lights, nightsights
Searching the roofs for a sniper, a viper, a fighter
Death in the shadows he'll maim you, he'll wound you, he'll kill you
For a long forgotten cause, on not so foreign shores
Boys baptised in wars
Morphine, chill scream, bad dream
Serving as numbers on dog tags, flak rags, sandbags
Your girl has married your best friend, loves end, poison pen
Your flesh will always creep, tossing turning sleep
The wounds that burn so deep
Your mother sits on the edge of the world
When the cameras start to roll
Panoramic viewpoint resurrect the killing fold
Your father drains another beer, he's one of the few that cares
Crawling behind a Saracen's hull from the safety of his living room chair
Forgotten sons, forgotten sons, forgotten sons
And so as I patrol in the valley of the shadow of the tricolour
I must fear evil, for I am but mortal and mortals can only die
Asking questions, pleading answers from the nameless faceless watchers
That stalk the carpeted corridors of Whitehall
Who orders desecration, mutilation, verbal masturbation
In the guarded bureaucratic wombs
Minister, minister care for your children, order them not into damnation
To eliminate those who would trespass against you
For whose is the kingdom, the power, the glory forever and ever, Amen
Halt who goes there, Death, approach friend
You're just another coffin on its way down the emerald aisle
When your children's stony glances mourn your death in a terrorist's smile
The bomber's arm placing fiery gifts on the supermarket shelves
Alley sings with shrapnel detonate a temporary hell
Forgotten Sons
From the dole queue to the regiment a profession in a flash
But remember Monday signings when from door to door you dash
On the news a nation mourns you, unknown soldier, count the cost
For a second you'll be famous but labeled posthumous..
Forgotten sons, forgotten sons
Peace on earth and mercy mild, Mother Brown has lost her child
Just another Forgotten Son
______________________________
A well written and beatiful criticism of war
Last edited by Nargaroth on 20 Nov 2006, 18:18, edited 1 time in total.
Aenema TOOL :
Some say the end is near.
Some say we'll see armageddon soon.
I certainly hope we will.
I sure could use a vacation from this
Bullshit three ring circus sideshow of
Freaks
Here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA
The only way to fix it is to flush it all away.
Any fucking time. Any fucking day.
Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay.
Fret for your figure and
Fret for your latte and
Fret for your hairpiece and
Fret for your lawsuit and
Fret for your prozac and
Fret for your pilot and
Fret for your contract and
Fret for your car.
It's a
Bullshit three ring circus sideshow of
Freaks
Here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA
The only way to fix it is to flush it all away.
Any fucking time. Any fucking day.
Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay.
Some say a comet will fall from the sky.
Followed by meteor showers and tidal waves.
Followed by faultlines that cannot sit still.
Followed by millions of dumbfounded dipshits.
Some say the end is near.
Some say we'll see armageddon soon.
I certainly hope we will cuz
I sure could use a vacation from this
Silly shit, stupid shit...
One great big festering neon distraction,
I've a suggestion to keep you all occupied.
Learn to swim.
Mom's gonna fix it all soon.
Mom's comin' round to put it back the way it ought to be.
Learn to swim.
Fuck L Ron Hubbard and
Fuck all his clones.
Fuck all those gun-toting
Hip gangster wannabes.
Learn to swim.
Fuck retro anything.
Fuck your tattoos.
Fuck all you junkies and
Fuck your short memory.
Learn to swim.
Fuck smiley glad-hands
With hidden agendas.
Fuck these dysfunctional,
Insecure actresses.
Learn to swim.
Cuz I'm praying for rain
And I'm praying for tidal waves
I wanna see the ground give way.
I wanna watch it all go down.
Mom please flush it all away.
I wanna watch it go right in and down.
I wanna watch it go right in.
Watch you flush it all away.
Time to bring it down again.
Don't just call me pessimist.
Try and read between the lines.
I can't imagine why you wouldn't
Welcome any change, my friend.
I wanna see it all come down.
suck it down.
flush it down.
Some say the end is near.
Some say we'll see armageddon soon.
I certainly hope we will.
I sure could use a vacation from this
Bullshit three ring circus sideshow of
Freaks
Here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA
The only way to fix it is to flush it all away.
Any fucking time. Any fucking day.
Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay.
Fret for your figure and
Fret for your latte and
Fret for your hairpiece and
Fret for your lawsuit and
Fret for your prozac and
Fret for your pilot and
Fret for your contract and
Fret for your car.
It's a
Bullshit three ring circus sideshow of
Freaks
Here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA
The only way to fix it is to flush it all away.
Any fucking time. Any fucking day.
Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay.
Some say a comet will fall from the sky.
Followed by meteor showers and tidal waves.
Followed by faultlines that cannot sit still.
Followed by millions of dumbfounded dipshits.
Some say the end is near.
Some say we'll see armageddon soon.
I certainly hope we will cuz
I sure could use a vacation from this
Silly shit, stupid shit...
One great big festering neon distraction,
I've a suggestion to keep you all occupied.
Learn to swim.
Mom's gonna fix it all soon.
Mom's comin' round to put it back the way it ought to be.
Learn to swim.
Fuck L Ron Hubbard and
Fuck all his clones.
Fuck all those gun-toting
Hip gangster wannabes.
Learn to swim.
Fuck retro anything.
Fuck your tattoos.
Fuck all you junkies and
Fuck your short memory.
Learn to swim.
Fuck smiley glad-hands
With hidden agendas.
Fuck these dysfunctional,
Insecure actresses.
Learn to swim.
Cuz I'm praying for rain
And I'm praying for tidal waves
I wanna see the ground give way.
I wanna watch it all go down.
Mom please flush it all away.
I wanna watch it go right in and down.
I wanna watch it go right in.
Watch you flush it all away.
Time to bring it down again.
Don't just call me pessimist.
Try and read between the lines.
I can't imagine why you wouldn't
Welcome any change, my friend.
I wanna see it all come down.
suck it down.
flush it down.
Coolest lyrics i've heard in a while :
Fpu - Ocean Drive (Tiga's White Linen mix)
white linen on your back
black secrets on your mind
a past you tried to hide
and a life you left behind
the pastel days and neon nights
the guilty hearts and alibis
the streets run red on ocean drive
but can our love survive
I see too many of the wrong men die
for stealing their dreams and buying time
in your eyes I saw the rising sun
and still I sold myself for a badge and a gun
I see too many of the wrong men die
for stealing their dreams and buying time
in your eyes I saw the rising sun
and still I sold myself for a badge and a gun
white linen on your back
black secrets on your mind
a past you tried to hide
and a life you left behind
the pastel days and neon nights
the guilty hearts and alibis
the streets run red on ocean drive
but can our love survive
I've seen too many of the wrong men die
for stealing their dreams and buying time
I never thought I spend these nights alone
now I walk the streets trying to find my way back home
I see too many of the wrong men die
for stealing their dreams and buying time
in your eyes I saw the rising sun
and still I sold myself for a badge and a gun
I see too many of the wrong men die
for stealing their dreams and buying time
in your eyes I saw the rising sun
and still I sold myself for a badge and a gun
I've seen too many of the wrong men die
For stealing their dreams and buying time
I never thought I spend these nights alone
Now I walk the streets trying to find my way back home
white linen on your back
black secrets on your mind
a past you tried to hide
and a life you left behind
the pastel days and neon nights
the guilty hearts and alibis
the streets run red on ocean drive
but can our love survive
can our love survive
It's just me and you tonight
It's just me and you tonight
Fpu - Ocean Drive (Tiga's White Linen mix)
white linen on your back
black secrets on your mind
a past you tried to hide
and a life you left behind
the pastel days and neon nights
the guilty hearts and alibis
the streets run red on ocean drive
but can our love survive
I see too many of the wrong men die
for stealing their dreams and buying time
in your eyes I saw the rising sun
and still I sold myself for a badge and a gun
I see too many of the wrong men die
for stealing their dreams and buying time
in your eyes I saw the rising sun
and still I sold myself for a badge and a gun
white linen on your back
black secrets on your mind
a past you tried to hide
and a life you left behind
the pastel days and neon nights
the guilty hearts and alibis
the streets run red on ocean drive
but can our love survive
I've seen too many of the wrong men die
for stealing their dreams and buying time
I never thought I spend these nights alone
now I walk the streets trying to find my way back home
I see too many of the wrong men die
for stealing their dreams and buying time
in your eyes I saw the rising sun
and still I sold myself for a badge and a gun
I see too many of the wrong men die
for stealing their dreams and buying time
in your eyes I saw the rising sun
and still I sold myself for a badge and a gun
I've seen too many of the wrong men die
For stealing their dreams and buying time
I never thought I spend these nights alone
Now I walk the streets trying to find my way back home
white linen on your back
black secrets on your mind
a past you tried to hide
and a life you left behind
the pastel days and neon nights
the guilty hearts and alibis
the streets run red on ocean drive
but can our love survive
can our love survive
It's just me and you tonight
It's just me and you tonight
Roses are red. Violets are blue. In soviet Russia, poem writes you.
but since this is about oldies i guess :
Here comes the helicopter -- second time today
Everybody scatters and hopes it goes away
How many kids they've murdered only God can say
If I had a rocket launcher...I'd make somebody pay
I don't believe in guarded borders and I don't believe in hate
I don't believe in generals or their stinking torture states
And when I talk with the survivors of things too sickening to relate
If I had a rocket launcher...I would retaliate
On the Rio Lacantun, one hundred thousand wait
To fall down from starvation -- or some less humane fate
Cry for guatemala, with a corpse in every gate
If I had a rocket launcher...I would not hesitate
I want to raise every voice -- at least I've got to try
Every time I think about it water rises to my eyes.
Situation desperate, echoes of the victims cry
If I had a rocket launcher...Some son of a bitch would die
Fenz should know that one !
Here comes the helicopter -- second time today
Everybody scatters and hopes it goes away
How many kids they've murdered only God can say
If I had a rocket launcher...I'd make somebody pay
I don't believe in guarded borders and I don't believe in hate
I don't believe in generals or their stinking torture states
And when I talk with the survivors of things too sickening to relate
If I had a rocket launcher...I would retaliate
On the Rio Lacantun, one hundred thousand wait
To fall down from starvation -- or some less humane fate
Cry for guatemala, with a corpse in every gate
If I had a rocket launcher...I would not hesitate
I want to raise every voice -- at least I've got to try
Every time I think about it water rises to my eyes.
Situation desperate, echoes of the victims cry
If I had a rocket launcher...Some son of a bitch would die
Fenz should know that one !
Roses are red. Violets are blue. In soviet Russia, poem writes you.
Gaar told me to post this song text...
It is his favorite song.....
Du käre lille snickerbo här kommer jag igen,
nu är det bråttom kan du tro, nu är det klippt igen.
Snickerboa hopp fallera och snickerboa hopp fallerej
är bra å ha, hopp fallera för stackars mig hopp fallerej.
Till snickerboa ränner jag, när det är nåt jag gjort,
men farsan löper också bra, fast inte lika fort.
Snickerboa hopp fallera och snickerboa hopp fallerej
är bra å ha, hopp fallera för stackars mig hopp fallerej.
Det får blir slut med mine hyss, har farsan sagt ifrån,
jag gjorde ett alldeles nyss, som visst tog knäcken på'n.
Snickerboa hopp fallera och snickerboa hopp fallerej
är bra å ha, hopp fallera för stackars mig hopp fallerej.
Du käre lille snickerbo, vad jag är glad åt dig,
här sitter jag i lugn och ro, å bare viler mig.
Snickerboa hopp fallera och snickerboa hopp fallerej
är bra å ha, hopp fallera för stackars mig hopp fallerej
It is his favorite song.....
--Edit; fenz said just one lyric so I had to delete Glass Houses with Skinny Puppy!----
KENT - Utan dina andetag
(sorry about the swedish, but if you've ever been crazy in love. So "bad" that you think you couldn't live a fraction of a second without the person. This lyric sums it up)
Jag vet att du sover
känner värmen från din hud
bara lukten gör mej svag
men jag vågar inte väcka dej nu
Jag skulle ge dej
allting du pekar på
men bara när du inte hör
vågar jag säga så
Jag kan inte ens gå
utan din luft i mina lungor
jag kan inte ens stå
när du inte ser på
och genomskinlig grå
blir jag
utan dina andetag
Min klocka har stannat
under dina ögonlock
fladdrar drömmarna förbi
inuti är du fjäderlätt och vit
Och utan ett ljud
mitt hjärta i din hand
har jag tappat bort mitt språk
det fastnar i ditt hår
Jag kan inte ens gå
utan din luft i mina lungor
jag kan inte ens stå
när du inte ser på
och färglös som en tår
blir jag
utan dina andetag
Jag kan inte ens gå
utan din luft i mina lungor
jag kan inte ens stå
om du inte ser på
och genomskinlig grå
vad vore jag
utan dina andetag
Vad vore jag
utan dina andetag
KENT - Utan dina andetag
(sorry about the swedish, but if you've ever been crazy in love. So "bad" that you think you couldn't live a fraction of a second without the person. This lyric sums it up)
Jag vet att du sover
känner värmen från din hud
bara lukten gör mej svag
men jag vågar inte väcka dej nu
Jag skulle ge dej
allting du pekar på
men bara när du inte hör
vågar jag säga så
Jag kan inte ens gå
utan din luft i mina lungor
jag kan inte ens stå
när du inte ser på
och genomskinlig grå
blir jag
utan dina andetag
Min klocka har stannat
under dina ögonlock
fladdrar drömmarna förbi
inuti är du fjäderlätt och vit
Och utan ett ljud
mitt hjärta i din hand
har jag tappat bort mitt språk
det fastnar i ditt hår
Jag kan inte ens gå
utan din luft i mina lungor
jag kan inte ens stå
när du inte ser på
och färglös som en tår
blir jag
utan dina andetag
Jag kan inte ens gå
utan din luft i mina lungor
jag kan inte ens stå
om du inte ser på
och genomskinlig grå
vad vore jag
utan dina andetag
Vad vore jag
utan dina andetag
Krita säger:
Utan din penis i min röv känner jag mig halv
Utan din penis i min röv känner jag mig halv
Skyly wrote:--Edit; fenz said just one lyric so I had to delete Glass Houses with Skinny Puppy!----
KENT - Utan dina andetag
(sorry about the swedish, but if you've ever been crazy in love. So "bad" that you think you couldn't live a fraction of a second without the person. This lyric sums it up)
Jag vet att du sover
känner värmen från din hud
bara lukten gör mej svag
men jag vågar inte väcka dej nu
Jag skulle ge dej
allting du pekar på
men bara när du inte hör
vågar jag säga så
Jag kan inte ens gå
utan din luft i mina lungor
jag kan inte ens stå
när du inte ser på
och genomskinlig grå
blir jag
utan dina andetag
Min klocka har stannat
under dina ögonlock
fladdrar drömmarna förbi
inuti är du fjäderlätt och vit
Och utan ett ljud
mitt hjärta i din hand
har jag tappat bort mitt språk
det fastnar i ditt hår
Jag kan inte ens gå
utan din luft i mina lungor
jag kan inte ens stå
när du inte ser på
och färglös som en tår
blir jag
utan dina andetag
Jag kan inte ens gå
utan din luft i mina lungor
jag kan inte ens stå
om du inte ser på
och genomskinlig grå
vad vore jag
utan dina andetag
Vad vore jag
utan dina andetag
Now I am curious. SNEEK translate plz!(sorry about the swedish, but if you've ever been crazy in love. So "bad" that you think you couldn't live a fraction of a second without the person. This lyric sums it up)
I ain't leaving without your soul and I am sober this time.