Silent Serenity said:
Good taste, right there!
Colosseum - The Time Machine
Willie Dixon - The Chess Box
Telemann - Tafelmusik
On the CD Player (Turntable) Today
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Good taste, right there!
Colosseum - The Time Machine
Willie Dixon - The Chess Box
Telemann - Tafelmusik
There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold
And she's buying the stairway to heaven.
When she gets there she knows, if the stores are all closed
With a word she can get what she came for.
Ooh, ooh, and she's buying the stairway to heaven.
There's a sign on the wall but she wants to be sure
'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings.
In a tree by the brook, there's a songbird who sings,
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven.
Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it makes me wonder.
There's a feeling I get when I look to the west,
And my spirit is crying for leaving.
In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees,
And the voices of those who stand looking.
Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it really makes me wonder.
And it's whispered that soon if we all call the tune
Then the piper will lead us to reason.
And a new day will dawn for those who stand long
And the forests will echo with laughter.
If there's a bustle in your hedgerow, don't be alarmed now,
It's just a spring clean for the May queen.
Yes, there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on.
And it makes me wonder.
Your head is humming and it won't go, in case you don't know,
The piper's calling you to join him,
Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow, and did you know
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind.
And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our soul.
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show
How everything still turns to gold.
And if you listen very hard
The tune will come to you at last.
When all are one and one is all
To be a rock and not to roll.
And she's buying the stairway to heaven.
Die if you don't like it.
And she's buying the stairway to heaven.
When she gets there she knows, if the stores are all closed
With a word she can get what she came for.
Ooh, ooh, and she's buying the stairway to heaven.
There's a sign on the wall but she wants to be sure
'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings.
In a tree by the brook, there's a songbird who sings,
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven.
Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it makes me wonder.
There's a feeling I get when I look to the west,
And my spirit is crying for leaving.
In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees,
And the voices of those who stand looking.
Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it really makes me wonder.
And it's whispered that soon if we all call the tune
Then the piper will lead us to reason.
And a new day will dawn for those who stand long
And the forests will echo with laughter.
If there's a bustle in your hedgerow, don't be alarmed now,
It's just a spring clean for the May queen.
Yes, there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on.
And it makes me wonder.
Your head is humming and it won't go, in case you don't know,
The piper's calling you to join him,
Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow, and did you know
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind.
And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our soul.
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show
How everything still turns to gold.
And if you listen very hard
The tune will come to you at last.
When all are one and one is all
To be a rock and not to roll.
And she's buying the stairway to heaven.
Die if you don't like it.
fadeaway humper said:
Oh for sure, I just bought it the other day, for $7!! Well that's cheap for here, we have a high dollar so...
It's like kind of insulting to sell Deep Purple so cheaply, but then it's good for me!
goofyfish said:
I've got a Thing for This Artist and Especially This CD. It turns out to be an EXCELLENT Soundtrack for Salvia Divinorum Usage. Seems I hardly ever listen to ANY Music Lately.
"My Neck, My Back (Dirty Version)"
All you ladies pop your pussy like this
Shake your body, don't stop, don't miss
All you ladies pop your pussy like this
Shake your body, don't stop, don't miss
Just do it, do it, do it, do it, do it now
Lick it good suck this pussy, just like you should
Right now, Lick it good
suck this pussy just like you should
My Neck, my back
Lick my pussy and my crack,
My Neck, my back
Lick my pussy and my crack
My Neck, my back
Lick my pussy and my crack
My Neck, my back
Lick my pussy and my crack
My Neck, my back
Lick my pussy and my crack
First you gotta put your neck into it
Don't stop, just do, do it
Then you roll your tongue, from the crack back to the front
then suck it off til I shake and cum nigga
make sure I keep bustin nuts nigga
all over your face and stuff
slow head show me so much love
the best head comes from a thug
the dick good dick big and long
slow fuckin til the crack of dawn
on the edge makin faces n stuff
Through the night, making so much love
Dead sleep when the sun comes up
So, lick it now, lick it good
Lick this pussy just like you should
Right now, lick it good
Lick this pussy just like you should
[Chorus]
My Neck, my back
Lick my pussy and my crack
My Neck, my back
Lick my pussy and my crack
You might roll dubs, you might have G's
But fuck that nigga, get on your knees
A bitch like me moans and screams
Thug misses know what I mean
At the club so fresh, so clean
Hoes hatin' niggas watchin' me
So hot in the line, on green
With a unit on my face, so mean
I gotta pick which nigga I need
to suck a thug nigga satisfy me
Try me nigga I'll make you see
them bitches aint got shit on me
So, lick it now, lick it good
Lick this pussy just like you should
Right now, lick it good
Lick this pussy just like you should
My Neck, my back
Lick my pussy and my crack
My Neck, my back
Lick my pussy and my crack
So, lick it now, lick it good
Suck this pussy just like you should
Right now, lick it good
Suck this pussy just like you should
My Neck, my back
Lick my pussy and my crack
My Neck, my back
Lick my pussy and my crack
I heard this today in a women's boutique, I've actually heard it on the radio as well, blimey, I remember when the BBC used to ban songs just for having one naughty little word in them. I love it.
All you ladies pop your pussy like this
Shake your body, don't stop, don't miss
All you ladies pop your pussy like this
Shake your body, don't stop, don't miss
Just do it, do it, do it, do it, do it now
Lick it good suck this pussy, just like you should
Right now, Lick it good
suck this pussy just like you should
My Neck, my back
Lick my pussy and my crack,
My Neck, my back
Lick my pussy and my crack
My Neck, my back
Lick my pussy and my crack
My Neck, my back
Lick my pussy and my crack
My Neck, my back
Lick my pussy and my crack
First you gotta put your neck into it
Don't stop, just do, do it
Then you roll your tongue, from the crack back to the front
then suck it off til I shake and cum nigga
make sure I keep bustin nuts nigga
all over your face and stuff
slow head show me so much love
the best head comes from a thug
the dick good dick big and long
slow fuckin til the crack of dawn
on the edge makin faces n stuff
Through the night, making so much love
Dead sleep when the sun comes up
So, lick it now, lick it good
Lick this pussy just like you should
Right now, lick it good
Lick this pussy just like you should
[Chorus]
My Neck, my back
Lick my pussy and my crack
My Neck, my back
Lick my pussy and my crack
You might roll dubs, you might have G's
But fuck that nigga, get on your knees
A bitch like me moans and screams
Thug misses know what I mean
At the club so fresh, so clean
Hoes hatin' niggas watchin' me
So hot in the line, on green
With a unit on my face, so mean
I gotta pick which nigga I need
to suck a thug nigga satisfy me
Try me nigga I'll make you see
them bitches aint got shit on me
So, lick it now, lick it good
Lick this pussy just like you should
Right now, lick it good
Lick this pussy just like you should
My Neck, my back
Lick my pussy and my crack
My Neck, my back
Lick my pussy and my crack
So, lick it now, lick it good
Suck this pussy just like you should
Right now, lick it good
Suck this pussy just like you should
My Neck, my back
Lick my pussy and my crack
My Neck, my back
Lick my pussy and my crack
I heard this today in a women's boutique, I've actually heard it on the radio as well, blimey, I remember when the BBC used to ban songs just for having one naughty little word in them. I love it.
Currently spinning: Communic - Conspiracy in mind
The Lion Sleeps Tonight by The Tokens
(A-weema-weh, a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh)
(A-weema-weh, a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh)
In the jungle, the mighty jungle
The lion sleeps tonight
In the jungle the quiet jungle
The lion sleeps tonight
Near the village the peaceful village
The lion sleeps tonight
Near the village the quiet village
The lion sleeps tonight
Hush my darling don't fear my darling
The lion sleeps tonight
Hush my darling don't fear my darling
The lion sleeps tonight
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(A-weema-weh, a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh)
(A-weema-weh, a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh)
In the jungle, the mighty jungle
The lion sleeps tonight
In the jungle the quiet jungle
The lion sleeps tonight
Near the village the peaceful village
The lion sleeps tonight
Near the village the quiet village
The lion sleeps tonight
Hush my darling don't fear my darling
The lion sleeps tonight
Hush my darling don't fear my darling
The lion sleeps tonight
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Evil Woman by Black Sabbath
I've seen a look of evil in your eyes
You've been filling me all full of lies
Sorrow will not change your shameful deeds
Do well best, someone else has better seen
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Now I know just what you're looking for
You want me to claim that child you bore
Well you know that it must he not be
And you know the way it got to be
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Evil woman, don't you play your games with...
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Wickedness lies in your moisten lips
Your body moves just like the crack of a whip
Blackness sleeps on top of your stray bed
Do you whish that you could see me dead
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
I've seen a look of evil in your eyes
You've been filling me all full of lies
Sorrow will not change your shameful deeds
Do well best, someone else has better seen
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Now I know just what you're looking for
You want me to claim that child you bore
Well you know that it must he not be
And you know the way it got to be
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Evil woman, don't you play your games with...
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Wickedness lies in your moisten lips
Your body moves just like the crack of a whip
Blackness sleeps on top of your stray bed
Do you whish that you could see me dead
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Sic transit Gloria Gloria...Estefan, that is.
"Cherchez La Femme" - Gloria Estefan (originally recorded by Dr. Buzzard's Original Savannah Band)
Tommy Mottola lives on the road
He lost his lady two months ago
Maybe he'll find her, maybe he won't,
Oh no, never, nooo
He sleeps in the back
of his grey Cadillac
oh my honey
Blowing his mind on cheap grass and wine
Oh, ain't it crazy baby, hey
Guess you could say hey, hey
This man has learned his lesson, oh yeah
Now he's alone
He's got no woman and no home.
For misery, oh, oh
Cherchez la femme
Miggie, Miggie Bonija's very upset
She's sick and tired of living in debt
Tired of roaches, tired of rats, I know she is, oooh
So her noble man says
"Baby I understand, oh my honey"
Now he's working two jobs of Eighth Avenue bars
Oh, ain't it crazy baby
Now she complains
That her man is never present, no
So she goes next door,
I know that she's
just playing the whore
Hey! For misery, my friend,
Cherchez la femme
They tell you a lie with a Colgate smile, hey baby
Love you one second and hate you the next one
Oh, ain't it crazy baby, yeah
All I can say, ay, hey, of one thing I am certain oh, oh
They're all the same, all the sluts and the saints
For misery, my friend, Cherchez la femme
Also currently on random loop in the trusty iTunes-laden laptop:
Taking a Chance on Love - Jane Monheit
Daybreaker - Beth Orton
Hedwig & The Angry Inch Soundtrack
Tanto Tempo - Bebel Gilberto
I Don't Think We've Met - Nikka Costa
Want One (and also Want Two) - Rufus Wainwright
1972 - Josh Rouse
"Cherchez La Femme" - Gloria Estefan (originally recorded by Dr. Buzzard's Original Savannah Band)
Tommy Mottola lives on the road
He lost his lady two months ago
Maybe he'll find her, maybe he won't,
Oh no, never, nooo
He sleeps in the back
of his grey Cadillac
oh my honey
Blowing his mind on cheap grass and wine
Oh, ain't it crazy baby, hey
Guess you could say hey, hey
This man has learned his lesson, oh yeah
Now he's alone
He's got no woman and no home.
For misery, oh, oh
Cherchez la femme
Miggie, Miggie Bonija's very upset
She's sick and tired of living in debt
Tired of roaches, tired of rats, I know she is, oooh
So her noble man says
"Baby I understand, oh my honey"
Now he's working two jobs of Eighth Avenue bars
Oh, ain't it crazy baby
Now she complains
That her man is never present, no
So she goes next door,
I know that she's
just playing the whore
Hey! For misery, my friend,
Cherchez la femme
They tell you a lie with a Colgate smile, hey baby
Love you one second and hate you the next one
Oh, ain't it crazy baby, yeah
All I can say, ay, hey, of one thing I am certain oh, oh
They're all the same, all the sluts and the saints
For misery, my friend, Cherchez la femme
Also currently on random loop in the trusty iTunes-laden laptop:
Taking a Chance on Love - Jane Monheit
Daybreaker - Beth Orton
Hedwig & The Angry Inch Soundtrack
Tanto Tempo - Bebel Gilberto
I Don't Think We've Met - Nikka Costa
Want One (and also Want Two) - Rufus Wainwright
1972 - Josh Rouse
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Innocent Man by Billy Joel
Some people stay far away from the door
If there's a chance of it opening up
They hear a voice in the hall outside
And hope that it just passes by
Some people live with the fear of a touch
And the anger of having been a fool
They will not listen to anyone
So nobody tells them a lie
I know you're only protecting yourself
I know you're thinking of somebody else
Someone who hurt you
But I'm not above
Making up for the love
You've been denying you could ever feel
I'm not above doing anything
To restore your faith if I can
Some people see through the eyes of the old
Before they ever get a look at the young
I'm only willing to hear you cry
Because I am an innocent man
I am an innocent man
Oh yes I am
Some people say they will never believe
Another promise they hear in the dark
Because they only remember too well
They heard somebody tell them before
Some people sleep all alone every night
Instead of taking a lover to bed
Some people find that it's easier to hate
Than to wait anymore
I know you don't want to hear what I say
I know you're gonna keep turning away
But I've been there and if I can survive
I can keep you alive
I'm not above going through it again
I'm not above being cool for a while
If you're cruel to me I'll understand
Some people run from a possible fight
Some people figure they can never win
And although this is a fight I can lose
The accused is an innocent man
I am an innocent man
Oh yes I am
An innocent man
You know you only hurt yourself out of spite
I guess you'd rather be a martyr tonight
That's your decision
But I'm not below
Anybody I know
If there's a chance of resurrecting a love
I'm not above going back to the start
To find out where the heartache began
Some people hope for a miracle cure
Some people just accept the world as it is
But I'm not willing to lay down and die
Because I am an innocent man
I am an innocent man
Oh yes I am
An innocent man
Some people stay far away from the door
If there's a chance of it opening up
They hear a voice in the hall outside
And hope that it just passes by
Some people live with the fear of a touch
And the anger of having been a fool
They will not listen to anyone
So nobody tells them a lie
I know you're only protecting yourself
I know you're thinking of somebody else
Someone who hurt you
But I'm not above
Making up for the love
You've been denying you could ever feel
I'm not above doing anything
To restore your faith if I can
Some people see through the eyes of the old
Before they ever get a look at the young
I'm only willing to hear you cry
Because I am an innocent man
I am an innocent man
Oh yes I am
Some people say they will never believe
Another promise they hear in the dark
Because they only remember too well
They heard somebody tell them before
Some people sleep all alone every night
Instead of taking a lover to bed
Some people find that it's easier to hate
Than to wait anymore
I know you don't want to hear what I say
I know you're gonna keep turning away
But I've been there and if I can survive
I can keep you alive
I'm not above going through it again
I'm not above being cool for a while
If you're cruel to me I'll understand
Some people run from a possible fight
Some people figure they can never win
And although this is a fight I can lose
The accused is an innocent man
I am an innocent man
Oh yes I am
An innocent man
You know you only hurt yourself out of spite
I guess you'd rather be a martyr tonight
That's your decision
But I'm not below
Anybody I know
If there's a chance of resurrecting a love
I'm not above going back to the start
To find out where the heartache began
Some people hope for a miracle cure
Some people just accept the world as it is
But I'm not willing to lay down and die
Because I am an innocent man
I am an innocent man
Oh yes I am
An innocent man
Immortal Technique
"Dance With The Devil"
[Verse 1]
I once knew a nigga whose real name was William
his primary concern, was making a million
being the illest hustler, that the world ever seen
he used to fuck moviestars and sniff coke in his dreams
a corrupted young mind, at the age of thirteen
nigga never had a father and his mom was a feen
she put the pipe down, but forever yeah she was sober
her sons heart simultaneously grew colder
he started hanging out selling bags in the projects
checking the young chicks, looking for hit and run prospects
he was fascinated by material objects
but he understood money never bought respect
he build a reputation cause he could hustle and steal
but got locked once it didn't hesitate to squeal
so criminals he chilled with didn't think he was real
you see me and niggaz like this have never been equal
I dont project my insurecurity's at other people
he feeded for props like addicts with pipes and needles
so he felt he had to prove to everyone he was evil
a fever minded young man with infinite potetial
the product of a ghetto breed capatalistic mental
coincidentally dropped out of school to sell weed
dancing with the devil, smoked until his eyes would bleed
but he was sick of selling trees and gave in to his greed
[Hook]
Everyone trying to be trife never face the consequences
you propably only did a month for minor offences
ask a nigga doing life if he had another chance
but then again there's always the wicked at new and advanced
dance forever with the devil on a code cell block
but thats what happens when you rape, murder and sell rock
devils used to be gods, angels that fell from the top
there's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot
[Verse 2]
So Billy started robbing niggaz, anything he could do
he'd get his respect back, in the eyes of his crew
starting fights over little shit, up on the block
stepped up to selling mothers and brothers the crack rock
working overtime for making money for the crack spot
hit the jackpot and wanted to move up to cocaine
for filling the scarface fantasy stuck in his brain
tired of the block niggaz treating him the same
he wanted to be major like the cut throats and the thugs
but when he tried to step to 'em, niggaz showed him no love
they told him any motherfucking coward can sell drugs
any bitch nigga with a gun, can bust slugs
any nigga with a red shirt can front like a blood
even Puffy smoked the motherfucker up in a club
but only a real thug can stab someone till they die
standing in front of them, starring straight into their eyes
Billy realized that these men were well guarded
and they wanted to test him, before business started
suggested raping a bitch to prove he was cold hearted
so now he had a choice between going back to his life
or making money with made men, up in the cife
his dreams about cars and ice, made him agree
a hardcore nigga is all he ever wanted to be
and so he met them friday night at a quarter to three
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
They drove around the projects slow while it was raining
smoking blunts, drinking and joking for entertainment
untill they saw a woman on the street walking alone
three in the morning, coming back from work, on her way home
and so they quietly got out the car and followed her
walking through the projects, the darkness swallowed her
they wrapped her shirt around her head and knocked her onto the floor
this is it kid now you got your chance to be raw
so Billy oaked her up and grapped the chick by the hair
and dragged her into a lobby that had nobody there
she struggled hard but they forced her to go up the stairs
they got to the roof and then held her down on the ground
screaming shut the fuck up and stop moving around
the shirt covered her face, but she screamed the clouts
so Billy stomped on the bitch, until he broken her jaw
the dirty bastards knew exactly what they were doing
they kicked her until they cracked her ribs and she stopped moving
blood leaking through the cloth, she cried silently
and then they all proceeded to rape her violently
Billy was meant to go first, but each of them took a turn
ripping her up, and choking her until her throat burned
a broken jaw mumbled for god but they weren't concerned
when they were done and she was lying bloody, broken and broos
one of them niggaz pulled out a brand new twenty-two
they told him that she was a witness of what she'd gone through
and if he killed her he was guaranteed a spot in the crew
he thought about it for a minute, she was practicly dead
and so he leaned over and put the gun right to her head
[Sample from "Survival of the Fittest" by Mobb Deep]
I'm falling and I can't turn back
I'm falling and I can't turn back
[Verse 4]
Right before he pulled the trigger, and ended her life
he thought about the cold pain with the platinum and ice
and he felt strong standing along with his new brothers
cocked the gat to her head, and pulled back the shirt cover
but what he saw made him start the cringine studder
cuz he was starring into the eyes of his own mother
she looked back at him and cried, cause he had forsaken her
she cried more painfully, than when they were raping her
his whole world stopped, he couldn't even contiplate
his corruption had succesfully changed his fate
and he remembered how his mom used to come home late
working hard for nothing, cause now what was he worth
he turned away from the woman that had once given him birth
and crying out to the sky cause he was lonely and scared
but only the devil responded, cause god wasn't there
and right then he knew what it was to be empty and cold
and so he jumped off the roof and died with no soul
they say death take you to a better place but I doubt it
after that they killed his mother, and never spoke about it
and listen cause the story that I'm telling is true
cuz I was there with Billy Jacobs and I raped his mom to
and now the devil follows me everywhere that I go
infact I'm sure he's standing among one of you at my shows
and every street cypher listening to little thugs flowe
he could be standing right next to you, and you wouldn't know
the devil grows inside the hearts of the selvish and wicked
white, brown, yellow and black colored is not restricted
you have a self destructive destiny when your inflicted
and you'll be one of gods children and fell from the top
there's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot
so when the devil wants to dance with you, you better say never
because the dance with the devil might last you forever.
Very Distrubing song.
"Dance With The Devil"
[Verse 1]
I once knew a nigga whose real name was William
his primary concern, was making a million
being the illest hustler, that the world ever seen
he used to fuck moviestars and sniff coke in his dreams
a corrupted young mind, at the age of thirteen
nigga never had a father and his mom was a feen
she put the pipe down, but forever yeah she was sober
her sons heart simultaneously grew colder
he started hanging out selling bags in the projects
checking the young chicks, looking for hit and run prospects
he was fascinated by material objects
but he understood money never bought respect
he build a reputation cause he could hustle and steal
but got locked once it didn't hesitate to squeal
so criminals he chilled with didn't think he was real
you see me and niggaz like this have never been equal
I dont project my insurecurity's at other people
he feeded for props like addicts with pipes and needles
so he felt he had to prove to everyone he was evil
a fever minded young man with infinite potetial
the product of a ghetto breed capatalistic mental
coincidentally dropped out of school to sell weed
dancing with the devil, smoked until his eyes would bleed
but he was sick of selling trees and gave in to his greed
[Hook]
Everyone trying to be trife never face the consequences
you propably only did a month for minor offences
ask a nigga doing life if he had another chance
but then again there's always the wicked at new and advanced
dance forever with the devil on a code cell block
but thats what happens when you rape, murder and sell rock
devils used to be gods, angels that fell from the top
there's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot
[Verse 2]
So Billy started robbing niggaz, anything he could do
he'd get his respect back, in the eyes of his crew
starting fights over little shit, up on the block
stepped up to selling mothers and brothers the crack rock
working overtime for making money for the crack spot
hit the jackpot and wanted to move up to cocaine
for filling the scarface fantasy stuck in his brain
tired of the block niggaz treating him the same
he wanted to be major like the cut throats and the thugs
but when he tried to step to 'em, niggaz showed him no love
they told him any motherfucking coward can sell drugs
any bitch nigga with a gun, can bust slugs
any nigga with a red shirt can front like a blood
even Puffy smoked the motherfucker up in a club
but only a real thug can stab someone till they die
standing in front of them, starring straight into their eyes
Billy realized that these men were well guarded
and they wanted to test him, before business started
suggested raping a bitch to prove he was cold hearted
so now he had a choice between going back to his life
or making money with made men, up in the cife
his dreams about cars and ice, made him agree
a hardcore nigga is all he ever wanted to be
and so he met them friday night at a quarter to three
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
They drove around the projects slow while it was raining
smoking blunts, drinking and joking for entertainment
untill they saw a woman on the street walking alone
three in the morning, coming back from work, on her way home
and so they quietly got out the car and followed her
walking through the projects, the darkness swallowed her
they wrapped her shirt around her head and knocked her onto the floor
this is it kid now you got your chance to be raw
so Billy oaked her up and grapped the chick by the hair
and dragged her into a lobby that had nobody there
she struggled hard but they forced her to go up the stairs
they got to the roof and then held her down on the ground
screaming shut the fuck up and stop moving around
the shirt covered her face, but she screamed the clouts
so Billy stomped on the bitch, until he broken her jaw
the dirty bastards knew exactly what they were doing
they kicked her until they cracked her ribs and she stopped moving
blood leaking through the cloth, she cried silently
and then they all proceeded to rape her violently
Billy was meant to go first, but each of them took a turn
ripping her up, and choking her until her throat burned
a broken jaw mumbled for god but they weren't concerned
when they were done and she was lying bloody, broken and broos
one of them niggaz pulled out a brand new twenty-two
they told him that she was a witness of what she'd gone through
and if he killed her he was guaranteed a spot in the crew
he thought about it for a minute, she was practicly dead
and so he leaned over and put the gun right to her head
[Sample from "Survival of the Fittest" by Mobb Deep]
I'm falling and I can't turn back
I'm falling and I can't turn back
[Verse 4]
Right before he pulled the trigger, and ended her life
he thought about the cold pain with the platinum and ice
and he felt strong standing along with his new brothers
cocked the gat to her head, and pulled back the shirt cover
but what he saw made him start the cringine studder
cuz he was starring into the eyes of his own mother
she looked back at him and cried, cause he had forsaken her
she cried more painfully, than when they were raping her
his whole world stopped, he couldn't even contiplate
his corruption had succesfully changed his fate
and he remembered how his mom used to come home late
working hard for nothing, cause now what was he worth
he turned away from the woman that had once given him birth
and crying out to the sky cause he was lonely and scared
but only the devil responded, cause god wasn't there
and right then he knew what it was to be empty and cold
and so he jumped off the roof and died with no soul
they say death take you to a better place but I doubt it
after that they killed his mother, and never spoke about it
and listen cause the story that I'm telling is true
cuz I was there with Billy Jacobs and I raped his mom to
and now the devil follows me everywhere that I go
infact I'm sure he's standing among one of you at my shows
and every street cypher listening to little thugs flowe
he could be standing right next to you, and you wouldn't know
the devil grows inside the hearts of the selvish and wicked
white, brown, yellow and black colored is not restricted
you have a self destructive destiny when your inflicted
and you'll be one of gods children and fell from the top
there's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot
so when the devil wants to dance with you, you better say never
because the dance with the devil might last you forever.
Very Distrubing song.
Jesus I/Mary Star of the Sea [Zwan - live accoustic]
Jesus, I've taken my cross
All to leave and follow thee
Jesus, I've taken my cross
All to leave and follow thee
I'm destitute, despised, forsaken
All to leave and follow thee
And follow thee
Man may trouble to distress me
To drive my heart to the cross
Yeah, man may trouble to distress me
To drive this heart to the cross
I'm resolute, reviled, forsaken
All to leave and follow thee
And follow thee
Jesus
Jesus
Jesus
Reborn
Reborn
Reborn
Reborn
So perish every fond ambition
God and trouble are all I've known
Yet how rich is my condition
God and heaven are all my own
God and heaven are all my own
Rooms full of salt
Fault my pluck
And a poets charm so far, ever far
Little stars that burn the holes in my soul
And everything just feels like rain
The road we're on, the things we crave
And everything just feels like rain
The nights I sleep, what's left to dream
When everything feels like rain
Drift as I dive
Find the deep
Out of reach of all light
Stars, ever far
Listless tides along the changing shore
And everything just feels like rain
The road we're on, the things we crave
And everything just feels like rain
If I should sleep, what's left to dream
When everything feels like rain
Its only me
Its only me
And Mary, Star of the Sea
Jesus, I've taken my cross
All to leave and follow thee
Jesus, I've taken my cross
All to leave and follow thee
I'm destitute, despised, forsaken
All to leave and follow thee
And follow thee
Man may trouble to distress me
To drive my heart to the cross
Yeah, man may trouble to distress me
To drive this heart to the cross
I'm resolute, reviled, forsaken
All to leave and follow thee
And follow thee
Jesus
Jesus
Jesus
Reborn
Reborn
Reborn
Reborn
So perish every fond ambition
God and trouble are all I've known
Yet how rich is my condition
God and heaven are all my own
God and heaven are all my own
Rooms full of salt
Fault my pluck
And a poets charm so far, ever far
Little stars that burn the holes in my soul
And everything just feels like rain
The road we're on, the things we crave
And everything just feels like rain
The nights I sleep, what's left to dream
When everything feels like rain
Drift as I dive
Find the deep
Out of reach of all light
Stars, ever far
Listless tides along the changing shore
And everything just feels like rain
The road we're on, the things we crave
And everything just feels like rain
If I should sleep, what's left to dream
When everything feels like rain
Its only me
Its only me
And Mary, Star of the Sea
SYMPATHY FOR THE DEVIL By The Rolling Stoned
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 a man’s soul and faith
And I was ’round when jesus christ
Had his moment of doubt and pain
Made damn sure that pilate
Washed his hands and sealed his fate
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what’s puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
I stuck around st. petersburg
When I saw it was a time for a change
Killed the czar and his ministers
Anastasia screamed in vain
I rode a tank
Held a general’s rank
When the blitzkrieg raged
And the bodies stank
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
Ah, what’s puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah
I watched with glee
While your kings and queens
Fought for ten decades
For the gods they made
I shouted out,
Who killed the kennedys?
When after all
It was you and me
Let me please introduce myself
I’m a man of wealth and taste
And I laid traps for troubadours
Who get killed before they reached bombay
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what’s puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what’s confusing you
Is just the nature of my game
Just as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners saints
As heads is tails
Just call me lucifer
’cause I’m in need of some restraint
So if you meet me
Have some courtesy
Have some sympathy, and some taste
Use all your well-learned politesse
Or I’ll lay your soul to waste, um yeah
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, um yeah
But what’s puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, um mean it, get down
Woo, who
Oh yeah, get on down
Oh yeah
Oh yeah!
Tell me baby, what’s my name
Tell me honey, can ya guess my name
Tell me baby, what’s my name
I tell you one time, you’re to blame
Ooo, who
Ooo, who
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 a man’s soul and faith
And I was ’round when jesus christ
Had his moment of doubt and pain
Made damn sure that pilate
Washed his hands and sealed his fate
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what’s puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
I stuck around st. petersburg
When I saw it was a time for a change
Killed the czar and his ministers
Anastasia screamed in vain
I rode a tank
Held a general’s rank
When the blitzkrieg raged
And the bodies stank
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
Ah, what’s puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah
I watched with glee
While your kings and queens
Fought for ten decades
For the gods they made
I shouted out,
Who killed the kennedys?
When after all
It was you and me
Let me please introduce myself
I’m a man of wealth and taste
And I laid traps for troubadours
Who get killed before they reached bombay
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what’s puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what’s confusing you
Is just the nature of my game
Just as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners saints
As heads is tails
Just call me lucifer
’cause I’m in need of some restraint
So if you meet me
Have some courtesy
Have some sympathy, and some taste
Use all your well-learned politesse
Or I’ll lay your soul to waste, um yeah
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, um yeah
But what’s puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, um mean it, get down
Woo, who
Oh yeah, get on down
Oh yeah
Oh yeah!
Tell me baby, what’s my name
Tell me honey, can ya guess my name
Tell me baby, what’s my name
I tell you one time, you’re to blame
Ooo, who
Ooo, who
Cosmic
sick song...has to be the most slick lyrics i've ever heard in a song.
Aerosmith - pink
sick song...has to be the most slick lyrics i've ever heard in a song.
Aerosmith - pink
sargentlard said:
That's why the Rolling Stones are still the best rock band today after 40 years of rocking they still can get over 50,000 to a concert. I saw them once many years ago out in California and they put on a great show. The prices were only 3.00 US back then also.
John Barleycorn By Traffic
There were Three Men came out of the West,
Their fortunes for to try.
And these Three Men made a solemn Vow,
John Barleycorn must die.
They've plowed, They've sown, They've harrowed him in,
Thrown clods upon his head.
And these Three Men made a solemn Vow,
John Barleycorn was dead.
They've let him lie for a very long time,
'Til the rains from Heaven did fall.
And little Sir John sprung up his head,
And so amazed Them all.
They've let him stand 'til Midsummer's Day,
'Til he looked both pale and wan.
And little Sir John's grown a long, long beard,
And so become a man.
They've hired men with their scythes so sharp,
To cut him off at the knees.
They've rolled him and tied him by the waist,
Serving him most barb'rously.
They've hired men with their sharp pitchforks,
Who pricked him to the Heart.
And the Loader, he has served him worse than that,
For he's bound him to the cart.
They've wheeled him around and around a field,
'Til They came unto a barn.
And there They made a solemn Oath,
On poor John Barleycorn.
They've hired men with their crab-tree sticks,
To cord him skin from bone,.
And the Miller, he has served him worse than that,
For he's ground him between two stones.
And little Sir John and the nutbrown bowl,
And his brandy in the glass.
And little Sir John and the nutbrown bowl,
Proved the strongest man at last.
The Huntsman, he can't hunt the fox
Nor so loudly to blow his horn.
And the Tinker, he can't mend kettle nor pots,
Without a little barleycorn
Ah, Traffic. Mr. Fantasy, No Face, No Name, No Number.
Good stuff.
Good stuff.
Epitaph by King Crimson
The wall on which the prophets wrote
Is cracking at the seams.
Upon the instruments of death
The sunlight brightly gleams.
When every man is torn apart
With nightmares and with dreams,
Will no one lay the laurel wreath
As silence drowns the screams.
Between the iron gates of fate,
The seeds of time were sown,
And watered by the deeds of those
Who know and who are known;
Knowledge is a deadly friend
When no one sets the rules.
The fate of all mankind I see
Is in the hands of fools.
Confusion will be my epitaph.
As I crawl a cracked and broken path
If we make it we can all sit back
And laugh.
But I fear tomorrow I’ll be crying,
Yes I fear tomorrow I’ll be crying.
The wall on which the prophets wrote
Is cracking at the seams.
Upon the instruments of death
The sunlight brightly gleams.
When every man is torn apart
With nightmares and with dreams,
Will no one lay the laurel wreath
As silence drowns the screams.
Between the iron gates of fate,
The seeds of time were sown,
And watered by the deeds of those
Who know and who are known;
Knowledge is a deadly friend
When no one sets the rules.
The fate of all mankind I see
Is in the hands of fools.
Confusion will be my epitaph.
As I crawl a cracked and broken path
If we make it we can all sit back
And laugh.
But I fear tomorrow I’ll be crying,
Yes I fear tomorrow I’ll be crying.
Space Trucking By Deep Purple
Well we had a lot of luck on Venus
We always have a ball on Mars
We're meeting all the groovy people
We've rocked the Milky way so far
We danced around the Borealice
We're space trucking round the stars
2 times :
Come on, come on, come on,
Let's go space trucking
Remember when you did the woonshot
And Ponny Treeper lid the way
We'd move to the Canaveral moonstop
And every night would dance and sway
We got music in our solar system
We're space trucking round the stars
2 times :
Come on, come on, come on,
Let's go space trucking
The fireball that we rooled was moving
And now we got the new machine
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, the treaks said,
Man those cats can really sing"
They got music in their solar systems
They're rocked around the Milky way
They danced around the Borealice
They're space trucking every day
Many times :
Come on, come on, come on,
Let's go space trucking
Well we had a lot of luck on Venus
We always have a ball on Mars
We're meeting all the groovy people
We've rocked the Milky way so far
We danced around the Borealice
We're space trucking round the stars
2 times :
Come on, come on, come on,
Let's go space trucking
Remember when you did the woonshot
And Ponny Treeper lid the way
We'd move to the Canaveral moonstop
And every night would dance and sway
We got music in our solar system
We're space trucking round the stars
2 times :
Come on, come on, come on,
Let's go space trucking
The fireball that we rooled was moving
And now we got the new machine
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, the treaks said,
Man those cats can really sing"
They got music in their solar systems
They're rocked around the Milky way
They danced around the Borealice
They're space trucking every day
Many times :
Come on, come on, come on,
Let's go space trucking
I've heard for the first time Dragonforce's album "Valley of the damned"
These are the lyrics of "Revelations"
Comig down the mountain on high
Towards the battle we go side by side
Our hearts are filled with honour and pride
Cause we know our time has come
Silent voices down from below
Rising up through the ice and the snow
Ancient angers cast upon all
Through the land of the slain
Through the dark night and through the rain
Fighting machine we are risen again
Striving forever more...
We will survive
Stand and fight!
Join the light!
Into the battle with power and might
Sound the guns!
Raise the cannons of war
With the north star to guide us
We ride on the sky
Blazing up through the heavens
Like eagles we fly
And the horsemen shall come
They will judge all your lives
Revelations will now be unveiled
Darkened night set to swallow the light
All is lost there's no one left to fight
Overpowered by the glory and might
Of the ones who stand tall
Fallen heroes scattered around
Deafened ears opens up to the sound
Painful cries rising forever more
From the victims of life and of war
Through the dark night and through the rain
Fighting machine we are risen again
Striving forever more...
We will survive!
Stand and fight!
Join the light!
Into the battle with power and might
Sound the guns!
Raise the cannons of war
With the north star to guide us...
No more hope of freedom
Our dreams are washed away
The second age is coming
It's the dawn of a new day
Judgement stands before us
The second king will rise
Our swords will shine with honour
Hatred fills the sky...
Hatred fills the sky...
With the north star to guide us
These are the lyrics of "Revelations"
Comig down the mountain on high
Towards the battle we go side by side
Our hearts are filled with honour and pride
Cause we know our time has come
Silent voices down from below
Rising up through the ice and the snow
Ancient angers cast upon all
Through the land of the slain
Through the dark night and through the rain
Fighting machine we are risen again
Striving forever more...
We will survive
Stand and fight!
Join the light!
Into the battle with power and might
Sound the guns!
Raise the cannons of war
With the north star to guide us
We ride on the sky
Blazing up through the heavens
Like eagles we fly
And the horsemen shall come
They will judge all your lives
Revelations will now be unveiled
Darkened night set to swallow the light
All is lost there's no one left to fight
Overpowered by the glory and might
Of the ones who stand tall
Fallen heroes scattered around
Deafened ears opens up to the sound
Painful cries rising forever more
From the victims of life and of war
Through the dark night and through the rain
Fighting machine we are risen again
Striving forever more...
We will survive!
Stand and fight!
Join the light!
Into the battle with power and might
Sound the guns!
Raise the cannons of war
With the north star to guide us...
No more hope of freedom
Our dreams are washed away
The second age is coming
It's the dawn of a new day
Judgement stands before us
The second king will rise
Our swords will shine with honour
Hatred fills the sky...
Hatred fills the sky...
With the north star to guide us
- Status