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Re: Impossible Challenge: Find a Song with Better Lyrics
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U WASTED LIFE WHY WOULDNT U WASTE DEATH? [/ QUOTE ] pretty short song imo |
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Re: Impossible Challenge: Find a Song with Better Lyrics
As sung by Jeff Buckley
Well I heard there was a secret chord That David played, and it pleased the Lord But you don't really care for music, do ya? Well it goes like this The fourth, the fifth The minor fall and the major lift The baffled king composing Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Well Your faith was strong but you needed proof You saw her bathing on the roof Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you she tied you to her kitchen chair And she broke your throne and she cut your hair And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Well baby I've been here before I know this room and I've walked this floor I used to live alone before I knew ya I've seen your flag on the marble arch Love is not a victory march It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Well there was a time when you let me know What's really going on below But now you never show that to me do you? And remember when I moved in you? And the holy dove was moving too And every breath we drew was Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Well maybe there's a God above But all I've ever learned from love Was how to shoot somebody who'd OUT DREW YA And it's not a cry that you hear at night It's not somebody who's seen the light It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah |
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Re: Impossible Challenge: Find a Song with Better Lyrics
The day is approaching to give it your best
You've got to reach your prime! That's when you need to put yourself to the test And show us the passage of time. We're gonna need a montage. (Montage) A sports-training montage! (Montage) And just show a lot of things happenin' at once. Remind everyone of what's goin' on. (What's goin' on?) And with every shot, show a little improvement To show it won't take too long. That's called a montage. (Montage) Even Rocky had a montage! (Montage) In any sport, if you want to go From just a beginner to a pro You'll need a montage. (Montage) A simple little montage! (Montage) Always fade out (Montage) into a montage... (Montage) If you fade out it seems like a long time (Montage) has passed in a montage... (Montage) Montage... (Montage) |
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Re: Impossible Challenge: Find a Song with Better Lyrics
Were no strangers to love
You know the rules and so do i A full commitments what Im thinking of You wouldnt get this from any other guy I just wanna tell you how Im feeling Gotta make you understand * never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you Weve know each other for so long Your hearts been aching But youre too shy to say it Inside we both know whats been going on We know the game and were gonna play it And if you ask me how Im feeling Dont tell me youre too blind to see |
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Re: Impossible Challenge: Find a Song with Better Lyrics
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Were no strangers to love You know the rules and so do i A full commitments what Im thinking of You wouldnt get this from any other guy I just wanna tell you how Im feeling Gotta make you understand * never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you Weve know each other for so long Your hearts been aching But youre too shy to say it Inside we both know whats been going on We know the game and were gonna play it And if you ask me how Im feeling Dont tell me youre too blind to see [/ QUOTE ]Can't believe this took so long Also "This Is Why I'm Hot" [Chorus:] This is why I'm hot [2x] This is why [2x] Uh This is why I'm hot (Uh) This is why I'm hot [2x] Whoo This is why [2x] This is why I'm hot I'm hot cause I'm fly (fly) You ain't cause you're not (Mims) This is why [2x] This is why I'm hot [2x] [Verse 1:] This is why I'm hot I don't gotta rap I can sell a mill saying nothing on the track I represent New York I got it on my back [censored] say that we lost it So I'm gonna bring it back I love the dirty, dirty 'Cause [censored] show me love The ladies start to bounce As soon as I hit the club But in the Midwest They love to take it slow So when I hit the H I watch you get it on the floor And if you needed it hyphy I take it to the Bay Frisco to Sac-town They do it everyday Compton to Hollywood As soon as I hit L.A. I'm in that low, low I do it the Cali way And when I hit Chi People say that I'm fly They like the way I dress they like (They like my) my attire move crowds from side to side They ask me how I do it and simply I reply... [Chorus] [Verse 2:] This is why I'm hot Catch me on the block Every other day Another bitch another drop 16 bars, 24 pop 44 songs, [censored] gimme what you got I'm in there driving cars Push 'em off the lot I'm into shutting stores down so I can shop If you need a bird I can get it chopped Tell me what you need you know I get 'em by the flock I call my homie black meet on the ave I hit Wash Heights with the money in the bag We're into big spinners See my pimping never dragged Find me with different women that you [censored] never had For those who say they know me know I'm focused on my cream player you come between you'd better focus on the beam I keep it so mean the way you see me lean And when say I'm hot my [censored] dis is what I mean [Chorus] [Verse 3:] This is why I'm hot Shorty see the drop Ask me what I paid and I say yeah I paid a guap And then I hit the switch that take away the top So chicks 'round the way they call me cream of the crop They hop in the car I tell 'em "all aboard" We hit the studio they say they like how I record I gave you black train and I did you wrong So everytime I see 'em man they tell me that's their song They say I'm the bomb They love the way the charm hanging from the neck And compliments the arm which compliments the ear den comes the gear So when I hit the room the shorties stop and stare Den [censored] start to hate rearrange their face Little do they know I keep 'em things by waistside I reply nobody gotta die Similar to Lil wizzy 'cause I got that fire [Chorus] |
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Re: Impossible Challenge: Find a Song with Better Lyrics
Bob Dylan - It's Alright Ma (I'm Only Bleeding)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2bjqYPH7rAo Darkness at the break of noon Shadows even the silver spoon The handmade blade, the child's balloon Eclipses both the sun and moon To understand you know too soon There is no sense in trying. Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn Suicide remarks are torn From the fool's gold mouthpiece The hollow horn plays wasted words Proves to warn That he not busy being born Is busy dying. Temptation's page flies out the door You follow, find yourself at war Watch waterfalls of pity roar You feel to moan but unlike before You discover That you'd just be One more person crying. So don't fear if you hear A foreign sound to your ear It's alright, Ma, I'm only sighing. As some warn victory, some downfall Private reasons great or small Can be seen in the eyes of those that call To make all that should be killed to crawl While others say don't hate nothing at all Except hatred. Disillusioned words like bullets bark As human gods aim for their mark Made everything from toy guns that spark To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark It's easy to see without looking too far That not much Is really sacred. While preachers preach of evil fates Teachers teach that knowledge waits Can lead to hundred-dollar plates Goodness hides behind its gates But even the president of the United States Sometimes must have To stand naked. An' though the rules of the road have been lodged It's only people's games that you got to dodge And it's alright, Ma, I can make it. Advertising signs that con you Into thinking you're the one That can do what's never been done That can win what's never been won Meantime life outside goes on All around you. You lose yourself, you reappear You suddenly find you got nothing to fear Alone you stand with nobody near When a trembling distant voice, unclear Startles your sleeping ears to hear That somebody thinks They really found you. A question in your nerves is lit Yet you know there is no answer fit to satisfy Insure you not to quit To keep it in your mind and not fergit That it is not he or she or them or it That you belong to. Although the masters make the rules For the wise men and the fools I got nothing, Ma, to live up to. For them that must obey authority That they do not respect in any degree Who despise their jobs, their destinies Speak jealously of them that are free Cultivate their flowers to be Nothing more than something They invest in. While some on principles baptized To strict party platform ties Social clubs in drag disguise Outsiders they can freely criticize Tell nothing except who to idolize And then say God bless him. While one who sings with his tongue on fire Gargles in the rat race choir Bent out of shape from society's pliers Cares not to come up any higher But rather get you down in the hole That he's in. But I mean no harm nor put fault On anyone that lives in a vault But it's alright, Ma, if I can't please him. Old lady judges watch people in pairs Limited in sex, they dare To push fake morals, insult and stare While money doesn't talk, it swears Obscenity, who really cares Propaganda, all is phony. While them that defend what they cannot see With a killer's pride, security It blows the minds most bitterly For them that think death's honesty Won't fall upon them naturally Life sometimes Must get lonely. My eyes collide head-on with stuffed graveyards False gods, I scuff At pettiness which plays so rough Walk upside-down inside handcuffs Kick my legs to crash it off Say okay, I have had enough What else can you show me? And if my thought-dreams could be seen They'd probably put my head in a guillotine But it's alright, Ma, it's life, and life only. |
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Tequila:
Tequila, Tequila, Tequila, Tequila /thread |
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Re: Impossible Challenge: Find a Song with Better Lyrics
Ramones:
Beat on the brat Beat on the brat Beat on the brat with a baseball bat Oh yeah, oh yeah, uh-oh. What can you do? What can you do? With a brat like that always on your back What can you do? |
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Re: Impossible Challenge: Find a Song with Better Lyrics
HIEROGLYPHICS IS
GUNNA TWIST A KIDS CEREBELLUM IF HE LIVES THEN I TELL EM ILL LEAVE HIS HEAD SWELLEN WHEN TELLIN FELLAS BOUT THE 5 6 LIVE, ITS ME INVESTIGATIN FLY CHICK'S PRIVATES I GOT A PLAN I GOTTA PLAN A STRATEGY ADAM BE MAD. A G MAD AT ME CUZ I GOT A FATTER SALARY ACTUALLY YOULL BE COOKIN LIKE BOTTON RHYMIN NEVER TOP CUZ YOULL NEVER STOP THE ATOM BOMBIN HIROSHIMA, NAGASAKI DONT COPY THE MANUSCRIPT MAN YOU SLIP YOUR SLOPPY |
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Re: Impossible Challenge: Find a Song with Better Lyrics
Aesop Rock - None Shall Pass
flash that buttery gold, jittery zeitgeist wither by the watering hole, border patrol what are we to heart huckabee art fuckery suddenly? not enough young in his lung for the waterwing colorfully vulgar poacher outta mulch like "i'm 'a pull the pulse out a soldier and bolt" fine sign of the time we elapse when a primate climb up a spine and attach eye for an eye by the bog like swamps and vines they get a rise out of frogs and flies so when a dog-fight's hog-tied prize sorta costs a life their mouths water on a fork and knife and the allure isn't right, no score on a war torn beach where the cash cow's actually beef blood turns wine when it leak for police like "that's not a riot it's a feast, let's eat!" CHORUS: and i will remember your name and face on the day you are judged by the funhouse cast and i will rejoice in your fall from grace with a cane through the sky like "none shall pass" i'm ready at last x2 none shall pass i'm ready at last x2 none shall pass if you never had a day a snow cone couldn't fix you wouldn't relate to the rogue vocoder blitz how he spoke through a no-doz motor on the fritz cause he wouldn't play roll over fetch like a bitch and express no regrets, though he isn't worth a homeowner's piss to the jokers who pose by the glitz. fine sign of the swine in the swarm when a king is a whore who comply and conform miles outside of the eye of the storm with a siphon to lure out a prize and award while avoiding the vile and bazaar that is violence and war true blue triumph is more like wait, let it snake up outta the centerfold let it break the walls of jericho ready? go! sat where the old cardboard city folk swap tales with heads like every other penny throw Chorus "you tried to trick me you've gotta lot of nerve" "i'm not trying to trick you i'm trying to help" okay, woke to a grocery list goes like this: duty and death anyone object come stand in the way you could be my little snake river canyon today and i ran with a chain of commands and a jet pack strap where the back-stab lands if it can fine sign of the vibe in the crowd when i cut her belly open to find what climb out what a bit of gusto he muster up to make a dark horse rush like enough is enough it musta struck a nerve so they huff and puff 'til all the king's men fluster and clusterfuck and it's a beautiful thing to my people who keep an impressive wingspan even when the cubicle shrink you gotta pull up the intruder by the root of the weed NY chew thru the machine Chorus "i'm trying to help" |
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