This is one of my most very favourite songs, although I'm guessing the lyrics alone don't properly convey how good it is.

Long Life
by Primal Scream

Live life
Live a long life
Feel fine
In the sunshine
Alive
Alive
Good to be alive

Girl
I love to see you
Sunshine
Whenever I see you
Alive
Alive
Alive
Good to be alive

Green Day:

I was alone
I was all by myself
No one was lookiiiiing
I was thinkin of you

I went to your house
but no one was there
I went in your room
You and me had
Such wonderful times
When I'm all by myself

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If it hadn't been for cotton eye joe, I'd been married long time...STFU!!!

Kull Wahad!

"Song For the Dumped" - Ben Folds Five
written by Ben Folds

So you wanted to take a break,
slow it down some,
and have some space?

Well, fuck you too!
give me my money back,
give me my money back you bitch.
I want my money back,
and don't forget,
and don't forget to give me back my black t-shirt.

I wish I hadn't bought you dinner,
right before you dumped me,
on your front porch.

Give me my money back,
give me my money back you bitch,
I want my money back,
and don't forget,
and don't forget to give me back my black t-shirt.

So you wanted to take a break,
slow it down some,
and have some space?

Give me my money back,
give me my money back you bitch,
I want my money back,
I want my money back,
and don't forget.

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Dad was flammable

Only somewhat related, but...

The fucking Starz channel has ruined Ode to Joy for me. Is there anyway to dissociate music from shitty novelty lyrics in your head?

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~But now you realize / He's not selling any alibis~

Listen to The Proclaimers. That helps.

Chocolate Digestives - Vic Reeves and Bob Mortimer

I'm not saying I did not love you,
or that I'm happy that you're dead,
but my doctor did advise you,
to keep a rifle by your bed.

I'm not saying I did not kill you,
but aren't you partially to blame?
you gave me chocolate digestives,
when you knew I preferred the plain.

I'm not saying that I forget you,
but please remind me of your name,
my memory's somewhat distorted,
since I became insane.

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Dad was flammable

To me, this is one of the prettiest songs ever:
Nothingman by Pearl Jam
Vedder/Ament

Once divided, nothing left to subtract.
Some words when spoken can't be taken back
Walks on his own with thoughts he can't help thinking
Future's above, but in the past he's slow and sinking
Caught a bolt of lightning, cursed the day he let it go

Nothingman (2x)
Isn't it something?
Nothingman

She once believed in every story he had to tell
One day she stiffened, took the other side
Empty stares from each corner of a shared prison cell
One just escapes, one's left inside the well
And he who forgets will be destined to remember

Nothingman (2x)
Isn't it something?
Nothingman
She don't want him
She won't feed him after he's flown away
Into the sun, into the sun
Burn...burn...

To me, this is maybe the best song ever:
Papa Zit by Ween
Ween/Ween

Who's your papa?
Papa zit
Where's your mama?
Papa zit
Listen to papa
Papa zit
Where's your mama?
Papa zit
This is the shit

Chew tobacco
Papa zit
Two Chewbaccas
Papa zit
Who's your papa?
Papa zit
Where's your mama?
Papa zit
This is the shit

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It's grime time.

My theme song --

"Fire In The Hole"
Steely Dan

I decline to walk the line
They tell me that I'm crazy
Worldly-wise, I realize
That everybody's crazy

A woman's voice reminds me
To serve and not to speak
Am I myself or just another freak

You know there's fire in the hole
And nothing left to burn
I'd love to run out now
There's nowhere left to turn

With a cough I shake it off
And work around my yellow stripe
Should I hide, and eat my pride
Or wait until it's good and ripe

My life is boiling over
It's happened once before
I wish someone would open up the door

Don't you know there's fire in the hole
And nothing left to burn
I'd love to run out now
There's nowhere left to turn

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Legend, oh legend, the third wheel legend...always in the way.

Coming In A Girl's Mouth by Momus

What is the cultural meaning of coming in a girl's mouth?
Do I wish to feed her or fill her mouth with filth?
Is it just to test whether she accepts my messiest mess
Or simply paint a funny milk moustache across her face?

Or is there in this thrilling ritual something messianic
Some sort of baptism by sperm?
Like my cock is John the Baptist saying
'One day someone greater than me shall come'
Or some Moses who leads an entire nation across her tongue
To liberation

That must be it... why else fill a girl's mouth saltily full
With a fluid the consistency of honey, tapioca, and motor oil?

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I has a flavor!

Radio, an insidious form
Helps shape your thoughts making you conform
Programmed music, easy listening
Helps you achieve that moronic grin
Playing you regurgitated pap
Selling products that are mostly crap
Rarely hearing music you want to hear
It has an effect over all these years

-- "Think for Yourself", Nuclear Assault

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I was gonna send a robot back in time, but I got high.

Disposable Heroes Of Hiphoprisy - "Language Of Violence"

The first day of school was always the hardest
The first day of school, the hallways the darkest
Like a gauntlet
the voices haunted
Walking in with his thin skin, lowered chin
He knew the names that they would taunt him with
Faggot, sissy, punk, queen, queer
Although he'd never had sex in his 15 years
And when they harassed him it was for a reason
And when they provoked him it became open season
for the fox and the hunter, the sparks and the thunder
that pushed the boy under, then pillage and plunder
It kind of makes you wonder
how one can hurt another
But dehumanizing the victim makes things simpler
It's like breathing with a respirator
It eases the conscience of even the most conscious
and calculating violator
Words can reduce a person to an object,
something more easy to hate
An inanimate entity, completely disposable,
no problem to obliterate

CHORUS:
But death is the silence
in this language of violence
Death is the silence
But death is the silence
in this cycle of violence
death is the silence

It's tough to be young, the young long to be tougher
When we pick on someone else it might make us feel rougher
Abused by their fathers but was at home though
so to prove to each other that they were not homos
The exclamation of the phobic fury
executioner, a judge and jury
The mob mentality, individuality was nowhere
Dignity forgotten at the bottom of a dumb old dare and a numb cold stare
On the way home it was back to name calling
Ten against one they had his back up against the wall and
they reveled in their laughter as they surrounded him
But it wasn't a game when they up jumped and grounded him
They picked up their bats with their muscles straining
and they decided they were gonna beat this fella's brain in
with an awful, powerful, showerful, an hour full of violence
Inflict the strictest brutality and dominance
They didn't hear him screaming, they didn't hear him pleading
They ran like cowards and left the boy bleeding
in a pool of red 'til all tears were shed
and his eyes quietly slid into the back of his head...
dead

(CHORUS 2x)

You won't see the face 'til the eyelids drop
You won't hear the screaming until it stops
The boy's parents were gone and his grandmother had raised him
She was mad she had no form of retaliation
The pack didn't have to worry about being on a hitlist
But the thing they never thought about was that there was a
witness
to this senseless crime, right place wrong time
Tried as an adult one of them was gonna do hard time
The first day of prison was always the hardest
The first day of prison, the hallways the darkest
Like a gauntlet
the voices haunted
Faggot, sissy, punk, queen, queer
Words he used before had a new meaning in here
As a group of men in front of him came near
for the first time in his life the young bully felt fear
He'd never been on this side of the name calling
Five against one they had his back up against the wall and
he had never questioned his own sexuality
but this group of men didn't hesitate in their reality
with an awful, powerful, showerful, an hour full of violence
Inflict the strictest brutality and dominance
They didn't hear him screaming
They didn't hear him pleading
They took what they wanted and then left him bleeding in the corner
The giant reduced to jack horner
But dehumanizing the victim makes things simpler
It's like breathing with a respirator
It eases the conscience of even the most conscious
and calculating violator
The power of words, don't take it for granted
when you hear a man ranting
Don't just read the lips, be more sublime than this
Put everything in context, is this a tale of rough justice
in a land where there's no justice at all ?
Who is really the victim ? Or are we all the cause, and victim of it all ?

(CHORUS 2x)

You won't see the face 'til the eyelids drop
You won't hear the screaming until it stops

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Chicken Feather Bed Bugs Bunny Hop Sing Out Side Street Walker Texas Ranger Cookie Dough Boy Wonder Years

sweet jesus! was that a lyric or a New Testament? doesnt anyone read proper stuff like E. ferlinghetti anymore?

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There was once a man who said:"nothing is true!". Although later it was found out that he was lying.

Twinkle twinkle Little Star: A gentleman's guide to Fiery Death - By Beer

Twinkle twinkle Little Star
Up there in the sky
burn so bright, and free and true
Nuclear reactions unbound too
Plasma seas, Microwave and X-ray
solar flares and core decay
helium changing into hydrogen atoms
and other things we can barely phantom
.
Burning sun a Billion years
To you what mankind must appear
In the day when you blow up
we on Earth are pretty fucked.
.
Twinkle Twinkle Little Star...

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There was once a man who said:"nothing is true!". Although later it was found out that he was lying.

Could Eckankar Help? by Faxed Head

My phonetics teacher caught my eye
By removing her blouse
Some ladies take pity on our situation
But quickening my pulse
Can cause an irregular palpitation

My doctor said that excitement
Such as my phonetics teacher's breasts
Can cause a reaction that can lead to death
My system has no ability
To withstand stress

And so here I sit, alone
Another Friday night
Without the chance to cruise Durian Avenue
I watch television, listen to music
Wish for inspiration, or death

Could Eckankar help?

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Legalize Love!

Life On Mars?

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It's a god-awful small affair

To the girl with the mousy hair

But her mummy is yelling "No"

And her daddy has told her to go

But her friend is nowhere to be seen

Now she walks through her sunken dream

To the seat with the clearest view

And she's hooked to the silver screen

But the film is a saddening bore

For she's lived it ten times or more

She could spit in the eyes of fools

As they ask her to focus on

 

Sailors fighting in the dance hall

Oh man! Look at those cavemen go

It's the freakiest show

Take a look at the Lawman

Beating up the wrong guy

Oh man! Wonder if he'll ever know

He's in the best selling show

Is there life on Mars?

 

It's on Amerika's tortured brow

That Mickey Mouse has grown up a cow

Now the workers have struck for fame

'Cause Lennon's on sale again

See the mice in their million hordes

From Ibeza to the Norfolk Broads

Rule Britannia is out of bounds

To my mother, my dog, and clowns

But the film is a saddening bore

'Cause I wrote it ten times or more

It's about to be writ again

As I ask you to focus on

 

Sailors fighting in the dance hall

Oh man! Look at those cavemen go

It's the freakiest show

Take a look at the Lawman

Beating up the wrong guy

Oh man! Wonder if he'll ever know

He's in the best selling show

Is there life on Mars?

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possible savior probable SEX MACHINE

Jefferson Airplane:

One pill makes you larger
And one pill makes you small
And the ones that mother gives you
Don't do anything at all
Go ask Alice
When she's ten feet tall

And if you go chasing rabbits
And you know you're going to fall
Tell 'em a hookah smoking caterpillar
Has given you the call
To call Alice
When she was just small

When the men on the chessboard
Get up and tell you where to go
And you've just had some kind of mushroom
And your mind is moving slow
Go ask Alice
I think she'll know

When logic and proportion
Have fallen sloppy dead
And the White Knight is talking backwards
And the Red Queen's off with her head
Remember what the doormouse said:
"Feed your head
Feed your head"

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all the wrong things for all the right reasons

Guns n Roses - Get in the ring

Why do you look at me when you hate me
Why should I look at you when you
make me hate you too
I sense a smell of retribution in the air
I don't even understand why the fuck
you even care
And I don't need your jealousy yeah
Why drag me down in your misery
And when you stare you don't think I feel it
But I'm gonna deal it back to you in spades
When I'm havin' fun ya know I can't conceal it
'Cause I know you'd never cut it in my game
oh no
And when you're talkin' about a vasectomy
yeah
I'll be writin' down your obituary
History
You got your bitches with
the silicone injections
Crystal meth and yeast infections
Bleached blond hair, collagen lip projections
Who are you to criticize my intentions
Got your subtle manipulative devices
Just like you I got my vices
I got a thought that would be nice
I'd like to crush your head tight in my vice
Pain!!!
And that goes for all you punks in the press
That want to start shit by printin' lies
Instead of the things we said
That means you
Andy Secher at Hit Parader
Circus Magazine
Mick Wall at Kerrang
Bob Guccione Jr; at Spin
What you pissed off cuz your dad gets more
Pussy than you?
Fuck you
Suck my fuckin' dick
You be rippin' off the fuckin' kids
while they be payin' their hard earned
Money to read about the bands
they want to know about
Printin' lies startin' controversy
You wanta antagonize me
Antagonize me motherfucker
Get in the ring motherfucker
And I'll kick your bitchy little ass
Punk
I don't like you, I just hate you
I'm gonna kick your ass, oh yeah! oh yeah!
You may not like our integrity yeah
We built a world out of anarchy oh yeah
And in this corner weighing in at 850 pounds,
Guns N' Roses
Get in the ring
Yeah
Yeah this song is dedicated to
all the guns n' fuckin' roses
Fans who stuck with us through all the
fucking shit
And so all those opposed...
Hmm...well

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I think it's time I had a talk with my kids. I'll just tell 'em what my daddy told me: YOU AIN'T NEVER GONNA AMOUNT TO NOTHIN'

quote:

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Jefferson Airplane:

One pill makes you larger
And one pill makes you small
And the ones that mother gives you
Don't do anything at all
Go ask Alice
When she's ten feet tall

And if you go chasing rabbits
And you know you're going to fall
Tell 'em a hookah smoking caterpillar
Has given you the call
To call Alice
When she was just small

When the men on the chessboard
Get up and tell you where to go
And you've just had some kind of mushroom
And your mind is moving slow
Go ask Alice
I think she'll know

When logic and proportion
Have fallen sloppy dead
And the White Knight is talking backwards
And the Red Queen's off with her head
Remember what the doormouse said:
"Feed your head
Feed your head"

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