The Random Lyrics Thread

[Maxwell Smart]

There could be a thread like this already, I dunno, its not my fault the search feature isn't working.


Hello Its Me

by Todd Rundgren

Hello, it's me
I've thought about us for a long, long time
Maybe I think too much but something's wrong
There's something here that doesn't last too long
Maybe I shouldn't think of you as mine

Seeing you
Or seeing anything as much as I do you
I take for granted that you're always there
I take for granted that you just don't care
Sometimes I can't help seeing all the way through

It's important to me
That you know you are free
'Cause I never want to make you change for me

Think of me
You know that I'd be with you if I could
I'll come around to see you once in a while
Or if I ever need a reason to smile
And spend the night if you think I should

It's important to me
That you know you are free
'Cause I never want to make you change for me

Think of me
You know that I'd be with you if I could
I'll come around to see you once in a while
Or if I ever need a reason to smile
And spend the night if you think I should

Think of me...
Think of me...
Think of me

 

[huskerwebhead]

Alice in Chains - DIRT

I have never felt such frustration
Or lack of self control
I want you to kill me
And dig me under, I wanna live no more

One who doesnt care is one who shouldnt be
Ive tried to hide myself from what is wrong for me
For me

I want to taste dirty, stinging pistol
In my mouth, on my tongue
I want you to scrape me from the walls
And go crazy like youve made me

You, you are so special
You have the talent to
Make me feel like dirt
And you, you use your
Talent to dig me under
And cover me with dirt

 

[Super Kal]

Vaakevandring - Fader Vaar

Fader vaar, Du som er i Himmelen
Hellig være ditt navn, Du min Far
La Ditt rike komme
La din vilje skje
Paa jord som i Himmel

Fader vaar, Du som er i Himmelen
Hellig være ditt navn, Du min Far
Gi oss i dag, vaart daglige brød
Og forlat oss vaar skyld, som vi ôg gjør
Led oss ikke in i fristelse
Men Frels oss fra det onde
Tilgi oss, for vi vet ikke hva vi gjør

Fader vaar, Du som er i Himmelen
Hellig være ditt navn, Du min Far
For Riket er Ditt
ôg Makten og æren
Amen

 

[Mee]

Bank Job- The Barenaked Ladies


It was an upset in two minutes flat
We were back on the freeway, foot to the mat
I can't understand it; we had it down pat
It's very upsetting, could we leave it at that?
We all had positions; we each had a role
We'd over-rehearsed it; we had full control
They can't teach you acting, it's there in your soul
It's the same with a bank job, and each thing we stole

So I don't need attitude
Cause you knew just what to do
We all did our best now
We all need to rest now
Leave me alone
Wait by the phone

I was the driver; you ran the show
You had the last word, the go or no go
I knew every laneway in Ontario
But it's not what you're sure of, it's what you don't know
It should have been filled with the usual ones
Throwing their cash into mutual funds
We all had our ski masks and sawed-off shotguns
But how do you plan for a bank full of nuns?

Well, I guess we panicked - we all have taboos
And they were like zebras; they had us confused
We should be in condos with oceanfront views
Instead we're most-wanted on the six o'clock news

So I don't need attitude
Cause you knew just what to do
We all did our best now
We all need to rest now
Leave me alone
And wait by the phone

Inside the police car you tried to explain
your crisis of conscience; the voice in your brain
And now that the whole thing has gone down the drain
I think we all know who should shoulder the blame
Cause you made a choice there, almost sublime
I'm all for compassion, just not on my dime
You looked like an amateur, and that's the real crime
So I'll take a walk now, and you do the time

And I don't need attitude
Cause you knew just what to do
We all did our best now
We all need to rest now
Leave me alone
There's no need to phone

We all did our best now
We all need to rest now
Leave me alone
We all did our best now
We all need to rest now
Leave me alone
Leave me alone

 

[Maxwell Smart]

Holy thread resurrection.

 

[M@ssEffect]

"God Send Conspirator" by Coheed and Cambria

Hold in your last breath and stare.
Assure me your metronome's left arm stick shift
is stuck on the right words in your ear.
Did you hear me loud and clear? In sight and out of mind?
Cautiously avoiding the cracks not to disturb your steadied arm straight line.
The facts before a climb... a plan before a crime.
Tired in the days that passed away
sporadically arranged across the floor when you've got it made.

Dear Mariah, the world's not big enough
for the both of us when we live in the same town, that's wrong.
Fight on fire (fight on fire), burn my hands till I
got nothing left to count my numbers on that's wrong, what's wrong?

Your wise ass comments could cheer you up.
The emotional disturbance: relax, deep breathe, sit back
from the space in which you stand, here and in demand.
Don't touch a fresh wound that bleeds
all over your carpets the stains, the story book remains,
and the page that states you've lied.
Accept and then reply, acknowledge the other guy,
Tired in the days that passed away
sporadically arranged across the floor when you've got it made.

Dear Mariah, the world's not big enough
for the both of us when we live in the same town, that's wrong.
Fight on fire (fight on fire), burn my hands till I
got nothing left to count my numbers on

Don't change your mind when all's been won
your words in time, with the loss that you'd let them go.
Don't let them fall if your grip's not strong
in time decide... with the words that you'd let them go
Don't let them fall if your grip's not strong.

Dear Mariah, come sleep in your own...
Dear Mariah, come sleep in your own...
Dear Mariah, come sleep in your own...
Dear Mariah, come sleep in your own {bed}.

When eye meets eye be calm
Will lie here alone locked the children in the floor.
When eye meets eye be calm
Will lie here alone locked the children in the floor
When eye meets eye (your dreams can't last forever)
Will lie here alone locked the children in the floor, in the floor.

Father figure wraps his face down
we're coming home to you.
(Who sat me down here?)
Your dreams can't last forever
Locked the children in the floor.

(Who sat me down here?) When eye meets eye (your dreams can't last forever)
Will lie here alone locked the children in the floor.
[to fade]

 

[nosebleed.]

Check the Rhime by A Tribe Called Quest:

[Q] Back in the days on the boulevard of Linden
We used to kick routines and presence was fittin
It was I, The Abstract
[P] And me the five footer
I kicks the mad style so step off the frankfurter
[Q] Yo, Phife, you remember that routine
that we used to make spiffy like Mr. Clean?
[P] Um um, a tidbit, um, a smidgen
I don't get the message so you gots to run the pigeon
[Q] You on point Phife?
[P] All the time, Tip
[Q] You on point Phife?
[P] All the time, Tip
[Q] You on point Phife?
[P] All the time, Tip
[Q] Well, then grab the microphone and let your words rip

[Phife Dawg]
Now here's a funky introduction of how nice I am
Tell your mother, tell your father, send a telegram
I'm like an energizer 'cause, you see, I last long
My crew is never ever wack because we stand strong
Now if you say my style is wack that's where you're dead wrong
I slayed that body in El Segundo then +Push it Along+
You'd be a fool to reply that Phife is not the man
'cause you know and I know that you know who I am
A special shot of peace goes out to all my pals, you see
And a middle finger goes for all you punk MC's
'Cause I love it when you wack MC's despise me
They get vexed, I roll next, can't none contest me
I'm just a fly MC who's five foot three and very brave
On job remaining, no I'm chaining cause I misbehave
I come correct in full effect have all my hoes in check
And before I get the butt the jim must be erect
You see, my aura's positive I don't promote no junk
See, I'm far from a bully and I ain't a punk
Extremity in rhythm, yeah that's what you heard
So just clean out your ears and just check the word

 

[M@ssEffect]

"Cot Damn" by The Clipse

[Chorus - Pharrell]
Cot' damn, it's a new day
Cot' damn, but the ***** wanted money
Hoooo, hoooo, hoooo
Cot' damn

[Verse 1 - Malice]
Uh, they just can't understand or phathom my demeanor
Unapproachable appearance to how I pack the ninas
Out of two, Clipse they say Malice the meanest
Got love for guns and caine, let nothin' come between us
You miss took me for a rapper huh
Well that makes me an actor, cause I would rather clap a gun
And buck on them *****s that hate
Who wanna be in my shoes, live my life, but can't carry my weight
I understand that the envy is part of the game
But make no mistake, you and I, we are not the same
Naw ***** I'm liable to splatter ya ****
Light up ya world, 'til you start to stagger and ****
Watch how them hollows straight, ravel ya ****
And I leave it to y'all, to freestyle and battle and ****
That's not me, I'm all at home wit the chrome
Or that play wit the yay, moving 12 for a zone, I'm gone

[Chorus - Pharrell]
Cot' damn, it's a new day
Cot' damn, but the ***** wanted money

[Verse 2 - Ab-Liva]
God damn, when that white hits the pen and
Comes back hard, I can account for every gram and
The streets molded the man I am
The pimp, the hustler, the crook, the killer, go-rilla
Traits of a blow dealer, cost my fame
I hustle, I'm rich, blow scrilla, I'ma toss that, carry the game
The flame I throw, crack change came from blow, push the O's
Six lay close, hug the streets, I hug the beat, change flows
Thug the streets, my love is deep, my pain shows
My hearts on a sleeve-a
***** that they gave they soul and hearts to mistreat you
***** told, they breaking my heart on the streets so
Watch the phonies, watch ya homies
We pop, pop, drop you homey

[Chorus - Pharrell]
Cot' damn, it's a new day
Cot' damn, but the ***** wanted money

[Verse 3 - Pusha T and (Pharrell)]
They call me Pusha for one reason
Cause I keep that sniff all seasons
Whether the price is up or down
I keep a mound to pitch from, you don't have to shop around
When it come to the money, I get stealth
Three guns is fortune, and I don't mind sharing wealth
Dog, I know about my life, I been around the world thrice times
I mean what I say, from that Panama sun, the French chanzalize
Grind so deep-rooted, I can't turn away
The sell base is now, somewhat therapeutic
Hear what I say, please don't confuse it
My verses heal, like Curtis Mayfield's music
(Are you a pusher), damn right, I treat ya nose to hook ya
And only pull back to cook ya, partner

[Chorus - Pharrell]
Cot' damn, it's a new day
Cot' damn, but the ***** wanted money

[Verse 4 - Roscoe P. Coldchain]
I been if I die of starvation, things is ****ed up as is
So I bangs my cab-bage
Do you not know the most affective way of gettin' money
Pull yo gun, ra-pid
Lee watch you see the situation be corrected
You know happens, why must I be so devilish
They say whatcha do comes back on you two times
I shoulda been died, but I'm still walking around wit two nines
Who wants to be a millionaire, me, and you ain't got no more life lines
You a snitch ***** fighting crime, go ahead and tell the police
Cause every move you make
I'ma throw a slug, and hope you choke blood
***** on every breath you take
Not to be broke, cause Coldchain fate witness
Naturally spitting from me, hearing the gat, field to the limit
Head to the menace, loud *****s talking gibberish
Ground beef, I deliver it, you cock the mineral shirt, for certain
Live in the living room, searching to hurting you

[Chorus - Pharrell]
Cot' damn, it's a new day
Cot' damn, but the ***** wanted money
Hoooo, hoooo, hoooo
Cot' damn