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Beauts

Rock and roll will never die
Joined
Jun 15, 2012
Location
London, United Kingdom
Angie - The Rolling Stones

Angie, Angie
When will those clouds all disappear?
Angie, Angie
Where will it lead us from here?

With no loving in our souls
And no money in our coats
You can't say we're satisfied
But Angie, Angie
You can't say we never tried

Angie
You're beautiful
But aint it time we said goodbye?
Angie
I still love you
Remember all those nights we cried?

All the dreams we held so close
Seemed to all go up in smoke
Let me whisper in your ear
Angie, Angie
Where will it lead us from here?

Oh Angie don't you weep
All your kisses still taste sweet
I hate that sadness in your eyes
But Angie, Angie
Aint it time we said goodbye?

With no loving in our souls
And no money in our coats
You can't say we're satisfied
But Angie, I still love you baby
Everywhere I look I see your eyes
There aint a woman that comes close to you
Come on baby, dry your eyes

But Angie, Angie
Aint it good to be alive?
Angie, Angie
They can't say we never tried
 

SavageWizzrobe

Eating Link since 1987
Joined
Jul 27, 2010
Location
The Wind Temple
Rush - New World Man

He's a rebel and a runner
He's a signal turning green
He's a restless young romantic
Wants to run the big machine

He's got a problem with his poisons
But you know he'll find a cure
He's cleaning up his systems
To keep his nature pure

Learning to match the beat of the Old World Man
Learning to catch the heat of the Third World Man

He's got to make his own mistakes
And learn to mend the mess he makes
He's old enough to know what's right
But young enough not to choose it
He's noble enough to win the world
But weak enough to lose it
He's a New World Man

He's a radio receiver
Tuned to factories and farms
He's a writer and a ranger
And a young boy bearing arms

He's got a problem with his power
With weapons on patrol
He's got to walk a fine line
And keep his self-control

Trying to save the day for the Old World Man
Trying to pave the way for the Third World Man

He's not concerned with yesterday
He knows constant change is here today
He's noble enough to know what's right
But weak enough not to choose it
He's wise enough to win the world
But fool enough to lose it
He's a New World Man
 

Beauts

Rock and roll will never die
Joined
Jun 15, 2012
Location
London, United Kingdom
I Sat By The Ocean - Queens of the Stone Age

I sat by the ocean
And drank a potion baby, to erase you
Face down in the boulevard
Yet I couldn't face you
There ain't no use in crying
It doesn't change anything so baby
What good does it do?
Your friends they all sympathize
Maybe I don't need them to

Imagined I'd be your one and only
Instead I'm the lonely one

You, me and a lie
Silence is closer
We're passing ships in the night

There's nowhere to run away
Said "boy if you want love you'll have to go
And find it with someone new"
Do you know who you really are?
Are you sure it's really you?
Lies are a funny thing
They slip through your fingertips
Because they never happened to you
Time wounds all the heals as we fade out of view

Imagined I'd be your one and only
Instead of the lonely one

You, me and a lie
Silence is closer
We're passing ships in the night


You, me and a lie
Silence is closer
We're passing ships in the night

Into the night
Left with nowhere to hide

Closer and closer
We're crashing ships in the night
 

Link Floyd

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Joined
Sep 23, 2014
These lyrics are scary accurate right now. o_O

Cymbaline - Pink Floyd

The path you tread is narrow and the drop is shear and very high
The ravens all are watching from a vantage point near by
Apprehension creeping like a choo-train up your spine
Will the tightrope reach the end; will the final cuplet rhyme
And it's high time
Cymbaline
It's high time
Cymbaline
Please wake me Butterfly with broken wings is falling by your side
The ravens all are closing in there's no where you can hide
Your manager and agent are both busy on the phone
Selling colored photographs to magazines back home
And it's high time
Cymbaline
It's high time
Cymbaline
Please wake me
The lines converging where you stand they must have moved the picture plane
The leaves are heavy around your feet you hear the thunder of the train
Suddenly it strikes you that they're moving into range
Doctor Strange is always changing size
And it's high time
Cymbaline
It's high time
Cymbaline
Please wake me And it's high time
Cymbaline
It's high time
Cymbaline
Please wake me
 

Mamono101

生きることは痛みを知ること。
Staff member
Moderator
Joined
Nov 17, 2011
Location
The Makai
Blue October - Picking Up Pieces

I really need to talk with you
I keep stepping on the vein
That keeps my lifeline flowing through
I wanna be your perfect stick of glue
But I don't feel perfect at all
Sad and insecure flaw

Yeah, I find it hard to hold conversations
I get sweaty, sick and I wanna walk away
No, it's not you it's strictly me in this situation
But I'm wondering will it ever go away?
Just go away

Still, sometimes I feel like weeping
Awake and when I'm sleeping
Perfecting how to put a game face on
And this puzzle I've been keeping
Has been in hiding, creeping out the closet door
Spilling out onto the floor

How long will I be picking up pieces?
How long will I be picking up my heart?

Listen, I'll be as honest as I feel
I feel like I'm getting more paranoid 'cause I'm hearing things
And they never turn out real
It feels like my heart is made of pure steel
It's just so heavy all the time

I'm scared of death, I'm scared of living
****, I gave up on the past 'cause it's unforgiving
I misplaced my trust I watched my word begin to rust
I'm that balloon about to bust
I need a place for reliving

Still, sometimes I feel like weeping
Awake and when I'm sleeping
Perfecting how to put a game face on
And this puzzle I've been keeping
Has been in hiding, creeping out the closet door
Spilling out onto the floor

How long will I be picking up pieces?
How long will I be picking up my heart?
Be picking up my heart
Be picking up my har-har-har-har-har-har-
Be picking up my har-har-har-har-har-har-
Picking up my heart
Picking up my heart

Keep Picking up my heart

How long (in another space and time)
Keep picking up pieces in the corner of my mind
How long (getting oh so hard to find)
Keep picking up pieces in the corner of my mind

But I still walk on
 

Link Floyd

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Joined
Sep 23, 2014
O Dharma - POND

If you listen and don't shout you can hear the way she feels
If you squint you can make out the sliding little pills
And if you motha****ers don't like it you can all get out

And the gods still go sideways
Or at least it seems like that these days
And if you motha****ers don't like it you can all get out

Oh dharma, they charmed her, never fall
God, to the pure is cruelest of all
Oh dharma, she'll never fall
She should believe in karma
And maybe that's not all

When you know you're like that
And you just can't help yourself
When your feet walk back
And crush the flowers in the earth
When your love turns black
And everything looks grey
When your life goes back
And you've got nothing left to say
 

Beauts

Rock and roll will never die
Joined
Jun 15, 2012
Location
London, United Kingdom
You Got The Silver - The Rolling Stones

Hey baby what's in your eyes?
I see them flashing like airplane lights
You fill my cup babe, that's for sure
I must come back for a little more

You got my heart, you got my soul
You got the silver, you got the gold
You got the diamonds from the mine
Well that's alright, I'll buy some time

Tell me honey, what will I do
When I get hungry and thirsty too?
Feeling foolish, that's for sure
Just waiting here at your kitchen door

Hey baby, what's in your eyes?
Is that the diamonds from the mine?
What's that laughing in your smile?
I don't care, no, I don't care

Oh babe, you got my soul
You got the silver, you got the gold
It's just your love, just leave me blind
I don't care, no, that's no big surprise


















 
Burn With Me - Amaranthe

You are gone to the highest bidder
Now you're with a man that is God's worst sinner
Well no, don't care about me
I was just the man who meant to set you free
I tried to
Make you a part of me
I even told you what would happen theoretically
There is this something that I need to know
Why am I the only one that lost it all

But every day and every time I turn around
Searching for a place
That I have left behind
And all I wanna believe
That you could bleed, so

Burn with me
I'm just an empty shell
Another's friend
Transformed to someone else
Take your seat
I cast a spell
So you'll be less like you
And more like someone else

Ones life is another's dream
What someone says a myth is one's normality
How can I
Believe there's another sun
Correct me if I'm wrong, but I'm the chosen one

As night has taken what is left of day
And everything is like it's made of clay
I feel like I am the only one
Feeding my need to be reckoned as someone

And every day and every time I turn around
Searching for a sign so I can make a sound
But all I want is to flee, I wanna see you

Burn with me
I'm just an empty shell
Another's friend
Transformed to someone else
Take your seat
I cast a spell
So you'll be less like you
And more like someone else

Burn with me
I'm just an empty shell
Another's friend
Transformed to someone else
Take your seat
I cast a spell
So you'll be less like you
And more like someone else

Burn with me
I'm just an empty shell
Another's friend
Transformed to someone else
Take your seat
I cast a spell
So you'll be less like you
And more like someone else
 

Beauts

Rock and roll will never die
Joined
Jun 15, 2012
Location
London, United Kingdom
You Don't Understand Me - The Raconteurs

You don't understand me
But if the feeling was right
You might comprehend me
And why do you feel the need to tease me?
Why don't you turn it around
It might be easier to please me

And there's always another point of view
A better way to do the things we do
And how can you know me and I know you
If nothing is true?

What do you think that you are doing?
And who is the fool
The fool or the fool that you are fooling?
And maybe I just don't see the reason
But in the court of my heart
Your ignorance is treason

And there's always another point of view
A better way to do the things we do
And how can you know me and I know you
If nothing is true?

You think you know how I feel
It's not that big of a deal
There's no such thing, it's not real
Oh-oh

You don't understand me
But if the feeling was right
You might comprehend me
And I don't claim to understand you
But I've been looking around
And I haven't found anybody like you

And there's always another point of view
A better way to do the things we do
And how can you know me and I know you
If nothing is true?





 

Beauts

Rock and roll will never die
Joined
Jun 15, 2012
Location
London, United Kingdom
The Fear - Lily Allen

I want to be rich and I want lots of money
I don't care about clever, I don't care about funny
I want loads of clothes and **** loads of diamonds
I heard people die while they're trying to find them

And I'll take my clothes off and it will be shameless
Cause everyone knows that's how you get famous
I'll look at The Sun and I'll look in The Mirror
I'm on the right track, yeah I'm onto a winner

And I don't know what's right and what's real anymore
And I don't know how I'm meant to feel anymore
When do you think it will all become clear?
Cause I'm being taken over by the Fear

Life's about filmstars and less about mothers
It's all about fast cars and cussing each other
But it doesn't matter cause I'm packing plastic
And that's what makes my life so ****ing fantastic

And I am a weapon of massive consumption
And it's not my fault, it's how I'm programmed to function
I'll look at The Sun and I'll look in The Mirror
We're on the right track, yeah we're onto a winner

And I don't know what's right and what's real anymore
And I don't know how I'm meant to feel anymore
When do you think it will all become clear?
Cause I'm being taken over by the Fear

Forget about guns and forget ammunition
Cause I'm killing them all on my own little mission
Now I'm not a saint but I'm not a sinner
And everything's cool as long as I'm getting thinner

I don't know what's right and what's real anymore
And I don't know how I'm meant to feel anymore
When do you think it will all become clear?
Cause I'm being taken over by the Fear
 
Joined
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DISTURBED - A WELCOME BURDEN


HEAVY! YOU WANT IT HEAVY!
WELCOME TO MY WORLD, FEEL THE WEIGHT OF IT GRINDING DOWN, AND
HEAVY! I WANT IT HEAVY.
WELCOME TO MY WORLD, FEEL THE WEIGHT OF IT GRINDING DOWN AGAIN.

GATHER YOUR PATHETIC MASSES AND BRING THEM TO ME,
TO A WORLD DEVOID OF LIGHT.
TO ANOTHER TIME, TO ANOTHER PLACE,
AND LET THE BROKEN ONES TASTE MY MISERY.
RIP AWAY HER DISGUISE AND YOU WILL REALIZE THAT YOU FIND
THE TRUTH IS SICKENING!
WE DON'T NEED TO CHANGE THAT, REALLY -
I KIND OF LIKE IT UGLY!

LEAVE IT
MAKE IT
BINDING! SEETHING! BLINDING! SCREAMING!
 

Beauts

Rock and roll will never die
Joined
Jun 15, 2012
Location
London, United Kingdom
Rock And Roll Nerd - Tim Minchin

He doesn't have a problem with drugs
He just doesn't get 'em
He's fine that his mates have tattoos
But he thinks they'll regret them
He likes going to pubs
But he hates it when the music's too loud
He tends not to go to rock concerts
'Cause he can't stand the crowd

But all he's ever wanted to be
Is a rockstar on MTV
But he knows that it's not ****ing likely
He's just turned thirty

He knows that he will always be
A rock and roll nerd
He'll keep writing songs the world will never hear
And though they won't be heard he'll just keep writing, oh yeah

But you see the problem is
He always dreamt of being a star
But he learned piano instead of guitar
Which in the 90s didn't get you very far
So while the other kids were learning Stairway
He was the piano to their forte

But he was convinced one day he'd rock their ****ing asses
And be an icon for the disenfranchised masses
And grow his hair long and rebel against the state
But just for now that'll have to wait
'Cause he's running late for his morning classes

And he will always be
A rock and roll nerd
He'll keep playing gigs that noone knows about
And though it sounds absurd he'll just keep playing, oh yeah

But you see the problem is
There's not much depth in what he's singing
He's a victim of his upper middle class upbringing
So he can't write about the hood or... bling bling
So he sits and imagines that his girlfriend is dead
To try and invoke some angst in his middle class head
But the ***** is always fine at half past nine when they go to bed

And he hasn't spent a single night in prison
He has no issues with nutrition
He has no drinking problem and no drug addiction
Unless you count the drugs they put in chicken
And marijuana always tends to make him cough
He doesn't look good with his t-shirt off
And when he tries to act tough you can tell he's trickin'

And while his mates all go out late
Popping pills and having fun
He goes home and showers
And gets a good eight hours
He gets his thrills from his morning run
And while his mates all go on dates
Taking speed and drinking cans of Jim Beam
He stays home and cooks
And curls up with a book and the girl he's had since he was seventeen

'Cause he's never really been part of the scene
Give him Guns'n'Roses, he'll take Queen
He's more into The Beatles than The Stones
He's more Stevie Wonder than Ramones
He's never owned a transit van
He's never shot a Panterra fan
He doesn't know the difference between metal and thrash
He couldn't tell you nothing about Axl and Slash
He likes Ben Folds and the Jackson 5
He knows all the words to 'Stayin' Alive'

And though he wants to seem all grungy and cool
He spent eleven years at a mother****ing private school
'Cause no matter how he tries
He cannot hide behind his rock and roll lies
'Cause you've either got it or you don't
Yeah you'll either rock it or you won't
Yeah you've either got it or you don't
Yeah you'll either rock it or you won't

He knows that his music lacks depth
But it just can't be helped
He has nothing interesting to say
So he writes about himself
But he doesn't want to seem self-obsessed
So he writes in third person
In an attempt to seem more rock and roll
He suspects it's not working

And deep in his heart he knows he
Will never be Bono or Bowie
And even if he was quite pretty
With small pants like Kylie


He knows that he will always be
A rock and roll nerd
He'll keep writing songs the world don't care about
And though they won't be heard he'll just keep writing, oh yeah

You can criticise him
But he don't care
'Cause he wants to rock
And he will never be deterred
But he'll always be a ****ed up little
Try-hard wanna be
Rock and roll nerd

 

Beauts

Rock and roll will never die
Joined
Jun 15, 2012
Location
London, United Kingdom
Little Acorns - The White Stripes

Take all your problems
And rip 'em apart

Carry them off
In a shopping cart

And another thing
You should've known from the start
The problems at hand
Are lighter than at heart

Be like the squirrel, girl
Be like the squirrel
Give it a whirl, girl
Be like the squirrel

And another thing
You have to know in this world
Cut up your hair
Straighten you curls

Well your problems
Hide in your curls
 

pkfroce

Skelepuns
Joined
Nov 25, 2012
Location
The Underground
Gender
Male
Making Love Out of Nothing at All - Air Supply

I know just how to whisper,
and I know just how to cry;
I know just where to find the answers;
and I know just how to lie.
I know just how to fake it,
and I know just how to scheme;
I know just when to face the truth,
and then I know just when to dream.
And I know just where to touch you,
and I know just what to prove;
I know when to pull you closer,
and I know when to let you loose.
And I know the night is fading,
and I know that time's gonna fly;
and I'm never gonna tell you everything
I've got to tell you,
but I know I've got to give it a try.
And I know the roads to riches,
and I know the ways to fame;
I know all the rules
and then I know how to break 'em
and I always know the name of the game.

But I don't know how to leave you,
and I'll never let you fall;
and I don't know how you do it,
making love out of nothing at all
(Making love)
out of nothing at all,
(making love)
out of nothing at all,
(making love)
out of nothing at all,
(making love)
out of nothing at all,
(making love)
out of nothing at all
(making love)
out of nothing at all.

Every time I see you all the rays of the sun
are streaming through the waves in your hair;
and every star in the sky is taking aim
at your eyes like a spotlight,
The beating of my heart is a drum, and it's lost
and it's looking for a rhythm like you.
You can take the darkness from the pit of the night
and turn into a beacon burning endlessly bright.
I've got to follow it, 'cause everything I know, well it's nothing till I give it to you.

I can make the run or stumble,
I can make the final block;
And I can make every tackle, at the sound of the whistle,
I can make all the stadiums rock.
I can make tonight forever,
Or I can make it disappear by the dawn;
And I can make you every promise that has ever been made,
And I can make all your demons be gone.

But I'm never gonna make it without you,
Do you really want to see me crawl?
And I'm never gonna make it like you do,
Making love out of nothing at all.

(Making love)
out of nothing at all
(making love)
out of nothing at all
(making love)
out of nothing at all
(making love)
out of nothing at all
(making love)
out of nothing at all
(making love)
out of nothing at all
(making love)
 

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