What are your favorite song lyrics?

''I keep the bible in a pool of blood, so none of its lies can affect me''

Slayer - New Faith.



I said ''lay down & unbutton your bra!''
there was the biggest pair of titties a ni66a ever saw
I said ''damn'' then the air got thinner
only though in my mind was going up in her
the suspense was making me sick
she pulled her panties down and the bitch had a dick !

Eazy E - Nobody Move




''put the fuckin' gun away, take up karate, 'cause you don't wanna shoot no god damn body''

Willie D - Put The Fuckin' Gun Away
 
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"Mandatory Suicide"

Murder at your every foot step.
A child's toy sudden death.
Sniper blazes you thru your knees
Falling down can you feel the heat,
Burn!

Ambushed by the spray of lead
Count the bullet holes in your head.
Offspring sent out to cry,
Living mandatory suicide.
Suicide. [x4]

Holes burn deep in your chest,
Raked by machine gun fire.
Screaming soul sent out to die,
Living mandatory suicide.
Suicide. [x4]

[Spoken:]
Lying, dying, screaming in pain.
Begging, pleading, bullets drop like rain.
Mines explode, pain sheers through your brain,
Radical amputation, this is insane.

Fly swatter stakes drive through your chest.
Spikes impale you as you're forced off the crest.
Soldier of misfortune
Hunting with bated breath.

A vile smell, like tasting death.
Dead bodies, dying and wounded
Litter the city streets
Shattered glass, bits of clothing and human deceit.
Dying (in) terror,
Blood's cheap, it's everywhere.
Mandatory suicide, massacre on the front line.
 
A self-fulfilling prophecy of endless possibility
In rolling reams across a screen
In algebra, in algebra
The fences that you cannot climb

The sentences that do not rhyme
In all that you can ever change
I'm the one you're looking for

It gets you down
It gets you down

There's no spark
You've no light in the dark

It gets you down
It gets you down
You traveled far
What have you found
That there's no time
There's no time
To analyse
To think things through
To make sense

Like candles in the city, they never looked so pretty
By power cuts and blackouts
Sleeping like babies

It gets you down
It gets you down
You're just playing a part
You're just playing a part

You're playing a part
Playing a part
And there's no time
There's no time
To analyse
Analyse
Analyse
 
I hear stories from the chamber
How Christ was born into a manger
And like some ragged stranger
Died upon the cross
And might I say it seems so fitting in its way
He was a carpenter by trade
Or at least that's what I'm told

And the mercy seat is burning
And I think my head is glowing
And in a way I'm hoping
To be done with all this weighing up of truth
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And I've got nothing left to lose
And I'm not afraid to die
 
They slit our throats
Like we were flowers
And our milk has been devoured

When you want it
goes away too fast
Times you hate it
always seem to last.
Just remember when you think you're free.
The crack inside your fucking heart is me.

I wanna outrace the speed of pain for another day.

I wish I could sleep
But I can't lay on my back
'Cause there's a knife
For every day that I've known you.

When you want it
goes away too fast
Times you hate it
always seem to last.
Just remember when you think you're free.
The crack inside your fucking heart is me.

I wanna outrace the speed of pain for another day.

Lie to me, cry to me, give to me
I would
Lie with me, die with me, give to me
I would
Keep all your secrets wrapped in dead hair always

Hope that we die holding hands
Always

I hope at least we die holding hands for always
 
Fistful of Roses by the Rumjacks:

May all the autumn leaves turn to twenties at your feet
And the high and mighty come to know your thunder.
We can set the world ablaze
But these are early days
And there's still a hell of a road for us to wander.
 
I hear stories from the chamber
How Christ was born into a manger
And like some ragged stranger
Died upon the cross
And might I say it seems so fitting in its way
He was a carpenter by trade
Or at least that's what I'm told

And the mercy seat is burning
And I think my head is glowing
And in a way I'm hoping
To be done with all this weighing up of truth
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And I've got nothing left to lose
And I'm not afraid to die
Can’t go wrong with Nick Cave. Fucker is brilliant.
 
There’s a lot of classic songs I could list. But I just posted this song in another thread, and I as I was listening to it I was reminded how fucking amazing his lyrics were, right up until he died.


I was always working steady
But I never called it art
I got my shit together
Meeting Christ and reading Marx
It failed, my little fire
But it spread the dying spark
Go tell the young messiah
What happens to the heart

There's a mist of summer kisses
Where I tried to double-park
The rivalry was vicious
The women were in charge
It was nothing, it was business
But it left an ugly mark
I've come here to revisit
What happens to the heart

I was selling holy trinkets
I was dressing kind of sharp
Had a pussy in the kitchen
And a panther in the yard
In the prison of the gifted
I was friendly with the guards
So I never had to witness
What happens to the heart

I should have seen it coming
After all, I knew the chart
Just to look at her was trouble
It was trouble from the start
Sure we played a stunning couple
But I never liked the part
It ain't pretty, it ain't subtle
What happens to the heart

Now the angel's got a fiddle
And the devil's got a harp
Every soul is like a minnow
Every mind is like a shark
I've opened every window
But the house, the house is dark
Just say Uncle, then it's simple
What happens to the heart

I was always working steady
But I never called it art
The slaves were there already
The singers chained and charred
Now the arc of justice bending
And the injured soon to march
I lost my job defending
What happens to the heart
 
They slit our throats
Like we were flowers
And our milk has been devoured

When you want it
goes away too fast
Times you hate it
always seem to last.
Just remember when you think you're free.
The crack inside your fucking heart is me.

I wanna outrace the speed of pain for another day.

I wish I could sleep
But I can't lay on my back
'Cause there's a knife
For every day that I've known you.

When you want it
goes away too fast
Times you hate it
always seem to last.
Just remember when you think you're free.
The crack inside your fucking heart is me.

I wanna outrace the speed of pain for another day.

Lie to me, cry to me, give to me
I would
Lie with me, die with me, give to me
I would
Keep all your secrets wrapped in dead hair always

Hope that we die holding hands
Always

I hope at least we die holding hands for always
Hey that's Manson. I used to like him, still do
 
A self-fulfilling prophecy of endless possibility
In rolling reams across a screen
In algebra, in algebra
The fences that you cannot climb

The sentences that do not rhyme
In all that you can ever change
I'm the one you're looking for

It gets you down
It gets you down

There's no spark
You've no light in the dark

It gets you down
It gets you down
You traveled far
What have you found
That there's no time
There's no time
To analyse
To think things through
To make sense

Like candles in the city, they never looked so pretty
By power cuts and blackouts
Sleeping like babies

It gets you down
It gets you down
You're just playing a part
You're just playing a part

You're playing a part
Playing a part
And there's no time
There's no time
To analyse
Analyse
Analyse
I swear I heard this... is it Radiohead?
 
There's so many! The following is one of my favourites though:

"So warm here in this flesh
Is this my home, mother?
One formless thing, nothing
Growing to be a disturbance
The silence was my greatest friend
No more, no more
So safe in here in this flesh
Is this my home?
Why… You try to tear me away
Scrape out, erase, remove
Would be better if you go to sleep
It’ll only hurt for a moment
The beat of life squashed by cruel existence
Feeling almost like a fucking God
Quick before the heart starts beating
Quick before the neurons merge
I sacrifice my own blood
I sacrifice my own blood for better tomorrow
Mother, tell me is this my
It’s so dark here, no place to hide
I beg you mom, don’t leave me now
What if God looks here
And finds out what you’ve done
Decision stained with blood
Forever a thorn on soul and heart
Decision stained with blood
Forever a thorn on soul and heart
Decision stained with blood
Forever a thorn on soul and heart
Decision stained with blood
Forever a thorn on soul and heart
Becoming a God"

- from Obscure Sphinx, Nasciturus
 
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