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Slayer - I'm Gonna Be Your God
I'm all jacked up
I want you here
In my room
I want you dear

And now it's time to bury my face
Between your legs
With my tongue in that special place

Now I'm gonna be your God
Now I'm gonna be your God
I'm gonna be your God

Now I'm ready to close my eyes
To feel that warm, deep throat action
Now I'm ready to make you cum
And **** like dogs all night long

Now I'm gonna be your God
Now I'm gonna be your God
I'm gonna be your ****in' God

I'm all jacked up
I want you here
In my room
I want you dear

Now I'm ready to make you cum
And **** like dogs all night long

I'm gonna be your God
I'm gonna be your God
I'm gonna be your ****in' God
"A lovely romantic ballad... for all ages." - J.H.
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Slayer - Cult
Oppression is the holy law
In God, I distrust
In time, His monuments will fall
Like ashes to dust

Is war and greed the master plan?
The Bible's where it all began
Its propaganda sells despair
And spreads the virus everywhere

Religion is hate
Religion is fear
Religion is war
Religion is rape
Religion's obscene
Religion's a whore

The pestilence is Jesus Christ
There never was a sacrifice
No man upon the crucifix
Beware the cult of purity
Infectious imbecility
I've made my choice, 666

Corruption breeds the pedophile
Don't pray for the priest
Confession finds the lonely child
God preys on the weak

You think your soul can still be saved
I think you're ****ing miles away
Scream out loud, here's where you begin
"Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned"

Religion is hate
Religion is fear
Religion is war
Religion is rape
Religion's obscene
Religion's a whore

The target's ****ing Jesus Christ
I would've lead the sacrifice
And nailed Him to the crucifix
Beware the cult of purity
Infectious imbecility
I've made my choice, 666

Jesus is pain
Jesus is gore
Jesus is the blood
That's spilled in war

He's everything
He's all things dead
He's pulling on the trigger
Pointed at your head

Through fear you're sold into the fraud
Revelation, revolution
I see through your Christ illusion

The war on terror just drags along
My war with God is growing strong
His propaganda sells despair
And spreads the violence everywhere

Religion is hate
Religion is fear
Religion is war
Religion is rape
Religion's obscene
Religion's a whore

There is no ****ing Jesus Christ
There never was a sacrifice
No man upon the crucifix
Beware the cult of purity
Infectious imbecility
I've made my choice, 666
Lmao - God these lyrics are funny. :bestestcool:
 

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Shine On You Crazy Diamond - Pink Floyd

Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Now there's a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
You were caught in the crossfire of childhood and stardom, blown on the steel breeze.
Come on you target for faraway laughter, come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine!

You reached for the secret too soon, you cried for the moon.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Threatened by shadows at night, and exposed in the light.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Well you wore out your welcome with random precision, rode on the steel breeze.
Come on you raver, you seer of visions, come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine!
 

Beauts

Rock and roll will never die
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Nice Guys Finish Last - Green Day

Nice guys finish last
You're running out of gas
Your sympathy will get you left behind
Sometimes you're at your best
When you feel at your worst
Do you feel washed up
Like piss going down the drain?

Pressure cooker pick my brain and tell me I'm insane
I'm so ****ing happy I could cry
Every joke can have it's truth and now the joke's on you
I never knew you were such a funny guy

Oh nice guys finish last
When you are the outcast
Don't pat yourself on the back
You might break your spine

Living on command
You're shaking lots of hands
You're kissing up and bleeding all your trust
Taking what you need
Bite the hand that feeds
You lose your memory
And you got no shame

Pressure cooker pick my brain and tell me I'm insane
I'm so ****ing happy I could cry
Every joke can have it's truth and now the joke's on you
I never knew you were such a funny guy

Oh nice guys finish last
When you are the outcast
Don't pat yourself on the back
You might break your spine
 
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"Ride on Shooting Star" by The Pillows

Orange slide, the sky that it reflects
Sponge's pride, being dangled

Spider
The apprehension that was caught alive
It's okay even if I don't hide it
I want to have colored dreams

Ride on shooting star
With the voice of my heart, like a shotgun
I kept on singing

Grunge hamster, be grown up
Lobster of revenge, bring it along

Sniper
I'll say, "What can you see
In that fringed world?"
I want to touch it before I aim for it

Ride on shooting star
Searching for you, and in withdrawal syndrome
I told a lie

Ride on shooting star
With the voice of my heart, like a shotgun
I kept on singing
 

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This doesn't even sound like song lyrics, it's more like a dark poem.

Infant Annihilator - ****crusher

The gears are set into place; the finals stages of purification are
nudged into motion by our pious Pope.
The prevention of the second
coming of Christ is now drawing closer to completion.
Dissolution of component forces act together as one - a single congregation tied
together with one purpose in mind: The prevention of Christ's birth.
Dead are collected and piled to feed the flames of a furnace fire.
The day lit sky is now blackened by the infant ashes.
As they rise they bring us darkness, turning day to night.
With the remnants of the children burning, we begin the last stage.
Surviving females are loaded onto transports and then shipped to our parishes where they're tagged, then stripped of their clothing, assigned numbers and then
taken to eugenic controlled concentration camps.
This is where they spend the rest of their pathetic lives.
One by one the worms dry out in the sun at the mercy of their new master.
Their existence exhausts itself without the ability to procreate.
Seared onto their heads and their hands is the mark of The Beast.
This holy number, sacred in its symbolism, now marks the doom of fertility.
By the order of the Pope we condemn them to be neutered with a machine devised to sterilize.
With a hundred tons of force, its name is The ****crusher.
Hooks pierce through their feet, then suspends them upside down to be fed
into the side where they are conveyed to a press of blades.
With their legs pried open, their ****s align.
At the flick of a switch they are sterilized.
 
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Maroon 5 - Kiwi

You're such a flirt, I know you hurt
And so do I, I empathize
I see you out, you never cared
A conversation that we never shared
But it's so strange, it's something new
Amazing feelings that I have for you
I close my eyes when I'm alone
Wonder what it'd be like to make you moan

I wanna give you something better
Than anything you've ever had
A stronger and a faster lover
The world will disappear so fast

Sweet kiwi
Your juices dripping down my chin
So please, let me
Don't stop it before it begins

So give it up and don't pretend
And spread your arms and legs across the bed
And when you shake, you won't regret
The things I whisper in your ear
(What?) I said:

I wanna give you something better (You wanna give me something better)
Than anything you've ever had (Than anything I've ever had)
A stronger and a faster lover (A stronger and a faster lover)
The world will disappear so fast (Will disappear so fast)

Sweet kiwi
Your juices dripping down my chin
So please, let me
Don't stop it before it begins

I can't wait to take you home
Fingers through your hair
Kisses on your back
And scratch me with your nails
Save me from myself
Show me how to care
Get everything out
Dripping everywhere

Lipstick smeared all over your face
How much longer must we wait?
Don't think that I can wait

Sweet kiwi
Your juices dripping down my chin
So please, let me
Don't stop it before it begins

Sweet kiwi (Wanna give you something better than this)
Your juices dripping down my chin (Hey)
So please, let me (Wanna give you something better than this)
Don't stop it before it begins
Don't stop it before it begins
Don't stop it before it begins
Don't stop it before it begins
Don't stop it before it begins
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A good friend recommended me this song to listen to, and I must say - I really like it. It's catchy~ :bestestcool:
 
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Beauts

Rock and roll will never die
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Location
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Working Class Hero - John Lennon

As soon as you're born they make you feel small
By giving you no time instead of it all
'Til the pain is so big you feel nothing at all

A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

They hurt you at home and they hit you at school
They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool
'Til you're so ****ing crazy you can't follow their rules

A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

When they've tortured and scared you for twenty-odd years
Then they expect you to pick a career
When you can't really function you're so full of fear

A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

Keep you doped with religion, sex and TV
And you think you're so clever and classless and free
But you're still ****ing peasants as far as I can see

A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

There's room at the top they are telling you still
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill
If you want to be like the folks on the hill

A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
If you want to be a hero well just follow me
If you want to be a hero well just follow me
 
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C+C Music Factory - Gonna Make You Sweat (Everybody Dance Now)

(Everybody dance now!)
(Everybody dance now!)

(Give me the music
Give me the music
Everybody dance now!)

(Everybody dance now!)

(Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Everybody dance now!)

(Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Everybody dance now!)

Here is the dome, back with the bass
The jam is live in effect and I don't waste time
Off the mic with a dope rhyme
Jump to the rhythm, jump, jump to the rhythm, jump

And I'm here to combine beats and lyrics
To make you shake your pants, take a chance
Come on and dance, guys, grab a girl
Don't wait, make the twirl

It's your world and I'm just a squirrel
Trying to get a nut to move your butt
To the dance floor, so you, what's up
Hands in the air, come on, say yeah

Everybody over here everybody over there
The crowd is live enough as I pursue this groove
Party people in the house
Move (Left to right)
Move (Work me all night)

(Come on, let's sweat, baby
Let the music take your soul
Let the rhythm move you)

(Sweat, sweat
Let the music take control
Let the rhythm move you)

(Everybody dance now!)

(Dadada...)

(Everybody dance now!)

(Dadada...)

(Everybody dance now!)

Pause, take a breath and go for yours
On my command now hit the dance floors
It's gonna make you sweat 'till you bleed
Is that dope enough, indeed

I paid the price to control the dice
I'm more precise to the point I'm nice
Let the music take control of your heart and soul
Unfold your body is free and behold

Dance 'till you can't dance
'Till you can't dance no more
Get on the floor and get a blow
Then come back and upside down

Easy now, let me see you
Move (Left to right)
Groove (Work me all night)
'Cause music is my life

(Everybody dance now!)
(Everybody dance now!)
(Everybody dance now!)
(Everybody)

(Come on, let's sweat, baby
Let the music take control
Let the rhythm move you)

(Sweat, sweat
Let the music take control
Let the rhythm move you)

(Dadada...)

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Yeah! Dance music at its best. :bestestcool:
 

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Lock All the Doors - Noel Gallagher's High Flying Birds

She wore a star-shaped tambourine
The prettiest girl I had ever seen
Was standing lost and lonely on the shore

I try to catch her every night
Dancing on her own in the candlelight
But I can't seem to reach her anymore

Lock all the doors!
Maybe they'll never find us
I can be sure, like never before, this time
Get down on the floor!
Turn all the lights off inside
I can be sure, like never before, this time
You know it's mine
You know it's mine

She never hears me when I speak
I gotta find out where the magic sleeps
And I can feel you underneath my skin

And if we take our love inside
Cause I don't wanna sail on the ocean wide
Cause we might never live to meet again

Lock all the doors!
Maybe they'll never find us
I can be sure, like never before, this time
Get down on the floor!
Turn all the lights off inside
I can be sure, like never before, this time
You know it's mine
You know it's mine

Lock all the doors!
Maybe they'll never find us
I can be sure, like never before, this time
Get down on the floor!
Turn all the lights off inside
I can be sure, like never before, this time
You know it's mine
You know it's mine
You know it's mine
 
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Judas Priest - Turbo Lover

You won't hear me, but you'll feel me
Without warning, something's dawning, listen
Then within your senses
You'll know you're defenseless
How your heart beats, when you run for cover
You can't retreat, I spy like no other

Then we raced together, we can ride forever
Wrapped in horsepower, driving into fury
Changing gear, I pull you tighter to me

I'm your turbo lover
Tell me there's no other
I'm your turbo lover
Better run for cover

We hold each other closer, as we shift to overdrive
And everything goes rushing by, with every nerve alive
We move so fast it seems as though we've taken to the sky
Love machines in harmony, we hear the engines cry

I'm your turbo lover
Tell me there's no other
I'm your turbo lover
Better run for cover

On and on, we're charging to the place so many seek
In perfect synchronicity of which so many speak
We feel so close to heaven in this roaring heavy load
And then in sheer abandonment, we shatter and explode

I'm your turbo lover
Tell me there's no other
I'm your turbo lover
Better run for cover

I'm your turbo lover
Tell me there's no other
I'm your turbo lover
Better run for cover

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Classic. :bestestcool:
 

Beauts

Rock and roll will never die
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Location
London, United Kingdom
Dear Doctor - The Rolling Stones

Oh help me, please doctor, I'm damaged
There's a pain where there once was a heart
It's sleepin', it's a beatin'
Won't you please tear it out
And preserve it right there in that jar?

Oh help me, please mama, I'm sickening
It's today that's the day of the plunge
Oh the gal I'm to marry
Is a bow-legged sow
I've been soakin' up drink like a sponge

"Don't ya worry, get dressed" cried my mother
As she plied me with bourbon so sour
Pull your socks up, put your suit on
Comb your long hair down
For you will be wed in the hour

So help me, please doctor, I'm damaged
There's a pain where there once was a heart
It's sleepin', it's a beatin'
Can't you please tear it out
And preserve it right there in that jar?

I was tremblin' as I put on my jacket
It had creases as sharp as a knife
I put the ring in my pocket
But there was a note
And my heart it jumped into my mouth

It read "Darlin', I'm sorry to hurt you
But I have no courage to speak to your face
But I'm down in Virginia with your cousin Lou
There be no wedding today"

So help me, please doctor, I'm damaged
You can put back my heart in it's hole
Oh mama I'm cryin' tears of relief
And my pulse is now under control
 

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D'you Know What I Mean? - Oasis

Step off the train all alone at dawn
Back into the hole where I was born
The sun in the sky never raised an eye to me
The blood on the trax and must be mine
The fool on the hill and I feel fine
Don't look back cos you know what you might see

Look into the wall of my mind's eye
I think I know, but I don't know why
The questions are the answers you might need
Coming in a mess going out in style
I ain't good-looking but I'm someone's child
No-one can give me the air that's mine to breathe

I met my maker
I made him cry
And on my shoulder he asked me why
His people won't fly through the storm
I said "Listen up man, they don't even know you're born"

All my people right here, right now
D'You Know What I Mean?
All my people right here, right now
D'You Know What I Mean?
All my people right here, right now
D'You Know What I Mean?
Yeah, yeah

I don't really care for what you believe
So open up your fist or you won't receive
The thoughts and the words of every man you'll need
Get up off the floor and believe in life
No-one's ever gonna ever ask you twice
Get on the bus and bring it on home to me
 

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Soul Eater - Resonance (English Cover) [1st Opening] - NateWantsToBattle

Two become one our soul's have been connected
A bond that's stronger than words
And now in sync we scream our fates will come together
And it will not go unheard

Locking eyes becoming intertwined
You'll be sharing your fate with mine

Side by side we'll battle through the night
And soon enough we'll find our way

When the sun has set, we'll battle through nightmares
We won't give up
I will stay by your side as we slip into madness

Two become one our soul's have been connected
A bond that's stronger than words
And now in sync we scream our fates will come together
And it will not go unheard

I-I-I could care less where it is you came from
beause we see what's waiting ahead

I knew from the first time that we became connected
I'll be with you till the end
 
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Billy Idol - Rebel Yell

Last night a little dancer came dancin' to my door
Last night a little angel came pumping on my floor
She said come on baby, you got a license for love?
And if it expires, pray help from above, because

In the midnight hour, she cried more, more, more
With a rebel yell she cried more, more, more, wow!
In the midnight hour, babe, more, more, more
With a rebel yell she cried more, more, more
More, more, more!

She don't like slavery, she won't sit and beg
But when I'm tired and lonely she sees me to bed
What sets you free and brought you to me, babe
What sets you free, I need you here by me, because

In the midnight hour, she cried more, more, more
With a rebel yell she cried more, more, more
In the midnight hour babe more, more, more
With a rebel yell she cried more, more, more

He lives in his own heaven
Collects it to go from the seven eleven
Well, he's out all night to collect a fare
Just as long, just as long it don't mess up his hair

I walked the ward, for you, babe
A thousand miles, for you
I dried your tears, of pain, babe
A million times, for you

I'd sell my soul, for you, babe
For money to burn, just for you
I'd give you all, and have none, babe
Just to, just to, just to, just to, to have you here by me, because

In the midnight hour, she cried more, more, more
With a rebel yell she cried more, more, more
In the midnight hour babe more, more, more
With a rebel yell she cried more, more, more
More, more, more!

Ooh yeah, little baby
She want more
More, more, more, more, more!
Ooh yeah, little angel
She want more
More, more, more, more, more!

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SavageWizzrobe

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Rush - The Body Electric

One humanoid escapee
One android on the run
Seeking freedom beneath a lonely desert sun

Trying to change its program
Trying to change the mode...crack the code
Images conflicting into data overload

[Chorus:]
1 0 0 1 0 0 1
SOS
1 0 0 1 0 0 1
In distress
1 0 0 1 0 0

Memory banks unloading
Bytes break into bits
Unit One's in trouble and it's scared out of its wits

Guidance systems break down
A struggle to exist
To resist
A pulse of dying power in a clenching plastic fist

[Chorus]

It replays each of the days
A hundred years of routines
Bows its head and prays
To the mother of all machines
 

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