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[Chorus]

I'm doin your mom. Yes yours!
I first saw her in the Wal-Mart pickin out your drawers.
Big Dolly Parton hair like an 80s prom queen
But her ass was lookin good all up in those mom-jeans.
I approached her in the checkout line, and said yo baby wassup?
She had two gallons of milk, and I was starin at her jugs.
Five minutes later she agreed to get with me
So we went and rocked the minivan like Giggity. Giggity. Giggity.
I was ridin your mom like she was Mario Kart.
I gave her a lift back to her crib cause her car wouldn't start.
She invited me in the house, and we started makin out again.
How many times I tap that ass? OVER 9000!
Yeah. She called me Pledge cause I knocked the dust off it.
She later made me a sandwich and she cut the crust off it.
Cause she knows how I like it, and that I'm a little young
To be in the bed, butt-naked doin your mom.

[Repeat chorus]

I like your mamas big butt, and I cannot lie.
You other brothers can't deny that she's fly.
We make sexy time, yes and every night I tap that.
She saw me butt-naked, now she thinks I'm half black.
Your moms the best, the super M.I.L.F.
Cause she loves to toss the salad even though she aint a chef
And I blame it on the al-al-al-cohol
But If I were you, I wouldn't kiss your mom on the mouth at all.
She likes the Donkey-Punch. She likes the Dirty Sanchez.
Sometimes she even likes to fool around in your bed.
She likes rough sex with handcuffs and I'll be honest
She likes me to Chris Brown her when she acts like Rihanna.
She's so therapeutic. When I need to cure my restlessness
I br-br-br-br-br-br-br-br motorboat your moms breastestess.
I didn't wanna tell you, but I had to write this song
Cause I'm in your house every night doin your mom.

[Repeat chorus]

I wish I was special.

You're so fucking special.

But I'm a creep.

I'm a weirdo.

What the hell am I doing here?

I don't belong here.

I got my toes in the water
ass in the sand
not a worry in the world
a cold beer in my hand
life is good today
life is good today

WHERE DA HOOD WHERE DA HOOD WHERE DA HOOD AT!

Just when they thought you were through
You've burned their lies, now you're strengthened it's true
Turn your backs on your enemies
And let those motherfuckers rot in their jealousy

They
Can't stand
That the worlds up for taking and we are adamant
Hell bent
Determined to dominate everything

We are the fire
Resound the anthem

The music connects, unites us more
Our masses strengthened, an unstoppable horde
We're all now a family
Together let's show the world what we say

Well... so far/recently.

Maybe Love is Noise by the verve, or weeping willow by them also

WEEPING WILLOW
When morning breaks
We hide our eyes and our love's aching
Nothing's strange

It was in our hands from 6 to 10
It slipped right out again

There'll be no better time
There'll be no better way
There'll be no better day to save me
Save me
Yeah, save me

I hope you see like I see
I hope you see what I see
I hope you feel like I feel

And the world don't stop
There is no time for cracking up
Believe me friend
Cause when freedom comes
I'll be long gone
You know it has to end

There'll be no better time
There'll be no better way
There'll be no better day to save me
Save me
Yeah, save me
Yeah, save me
I hope you see what I see
I hope you feel like I feel
Someone to stand beside me
Beside me
Beside me
Beside me
Beside me

Weeping willow
The pills under my pillow
Weeping willow
Pills under my pillow
Weeping willow
The Gun under your pillow
Weeping willow
Beside me
Beside me
Beside me
Beside me

Cause love is noise, love is pain, love is this blues that im singing again.

ring ring ring ring ring ring ring banana phone

ring ring ring ring ring ring ring banana phooooooone!

In a violent world
Where deception's free
Things I can't control
Taking over me
Did they try to take
My identity
So what the hell
Have they done to me!

I will take your thoughts away
And I'll ignite your fear today
Well I can take you far away
With my mind [2x]

This life for me
Changes everyday
I will stand up tall
I won't be betrayed
If you play with fire
I'll control the flame
I'll do anything
To make you believe!

Pink Floyd- "Nobody Home"

I got a little black book with my poems in.
Got a bag, got a toothbrush and a comb.
When I'm a good dog they sometimes throw me a bone.
I got elastic bands keeping my shoes on.
Got those swollen hands blues.
Got thirteen channels of shit on the TV to choose from.
I got electric light,
And I got second sight.
Got amazing powers of observation.
And that is how I know,
When I try to get through,
On the telephone to you,
There'll be nobody home.
I got the obligatory Hendrix perm,
And the inevitable pinhole burns,
All down the front of my favorite satin shirt.
I got nicotine stains on my fingers.
I got a silver spoon on a chain.
Got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains.
I've got wild, staring eyes.
And I got a strong urge to fly,
But I got nowhere to fly to ...fly to... fly to... fly to.
Ooooo Babe,
When I pick up the phone,
There's still nobody home.
I got a pair of Gohill boots,
And I got fading roots.

I looked out this morning and the sun was gone
Turned on some music to start my day
I lost myself in a familiar song
I closed my eyes and I slipped away

It's more than a feeling
(More than a feeling)
When I hear that old song they used to play
(More than a feeling)
I begin dreaming
(More than a feeling)
'Til I see Marianne walk away
I see my Marianne walkin' away

So many people have come and gone
Their faces fade as the years go by
Yet I still recall as I wander on
As clear as the sun in the summer sky

It's more than a feeling
(More than a feeling)
When I hear that old song they used to play
(More than a feeling)
I begin dreaming
(More than a feeling)
'Til I see Marianne walk away
I see my Marianne walkin' away

When I'm tired and thinking cold
I hide in my music, forget the day
And dream of a girl I used to know
I closed my eyes and she slipped away
She slipped away

It's more than a feeling
(More than a feeling)
When I hear that old song they used to play
(More than a feeling)
I begin dreaming
(More than a feeling)
'Til I see Marianne walk away

Son you bore me with your war stories, you ain't even do that shit, so that's just more stories, how you expect us to take you seriously? The look in my eye punk has got you scared of me, I'm blastin' your sons, I'm snatchin' your funds, you got your royal ass whoopin', you been askin' for one.

I've got big balls

Me I'm no mobstah, me I'm no gangstah, me I'm no hitman, me I'm just me, me I'm no wankstah, me I'm no actah, but it's me you see on your tv cause I hussle babe.

At 3/13/10 07:24 PM, Lorkas wrote: WHERE DA HOOD WHERE DA HOOD WHERE DA HOOD AT!

X GON' GIVE IT TO YA, X GON GIVE IT TO YA

At 3/14/10 03:27 AM, Oliver wrote:

At 3/13/10 07:24 PM, Lorkas wrote: WHERE DA HOOD WHERE DA HOOD WHERE DA HOOD AT!

X GON' GIVE IT TO YA, X GON GIVE IT TO YA

:D what song is that?

YAR HAR YE DE DE DE DO WHAT YOU WANT CUS A PIRATE IS FREE

At 3/13/10 05:43 PM, PatchM13 wrote: When I look into your eyes
I can see a love restrained
But darlin' when I hold you
Don't you know I feel the same
'Cause nothin' lasts forever
And we both know hearts can change
And it's hard to hold a candle
In the cold November rain

Congradulations, good sir! You have chosen the best song ever created, and for that, you win this thread! :)

You!
I wanna take you to a gay bar,
I wanna take you to a gay bar,
I wanna take you to a gay bar, gay bar, gay bar.

Let's start a war, start a nuclear war,
At the gay bar, gay bar, gay bar.
Wow! (Shout out loud)
At the gay bar.

Now tell me do ya, a do ya have any money?
I wanna spend all your money,
At the gay bar, gay bar, gay bar.

I've got something to put in you,
I've got something to put in you,
I've got something to put in you,
At the gay bar, gay bar, gay bar.
Wow! (Shout out loud)

You're a superstar, at the gay bar.
You're a superstar, at the gay bar.
Yeah! you're a superstar, at the gay bar.
You're a superstar, at the gay bar.
Superstar.
Super, super, superstar

| Nah just kidding :3

"I'm so happy, because today I found my friends, there in my head." Nirvana - Lithium

Yep thats right, I'm mentally unstable.

"The little boy, kicked out at the world,
The world kicked back, much fucking harder".

Yesterdays a memory
Another page in history
You sell yourself on hopes and dreams
That leaves you feeling sideways.
Tripping over my own feet
Trying to walk to my own beat
Another car out on the street trying to find the Highway
Yeah, Are you going my way?

This is the story of my life
And I write it everyday
I know it isn't black and white
And it's anything but grey
I know that no I'm not alright, but I feel ok cos
Anything can, everything can happen
That's the story of my life

I gonna write the melody
That's gonna make history,
And when I paint my masterpiece I swear I'll show you first
There just ain't a way to see who and why or what will be
Till now is then
It's a mystery, it's a blessing and a curse
Or something worse

Show me your genitals, your genitals, YOUR GENITALIA

I'd love to tell you, stay inside the lines
but somethings better on the other side

The Lie, by Red Hot Chilli Peppers. Great song, great lyrics.

jerry stand up
pull back the curtains and let some light in
quit your job
becasue you hate it and it's wasting you

once upon a time you were running
singing to the ground every morning
once upon a time you were....

jerry stand up
am i the only one who's noticed that you've been missing
remember yourself man
remember that you have chance and possibility

once upon a time you were running
singing to the ground every morning
once upon a time you were crazy

jerry
you're not getting any younger
all you need is fresh air
a nice new suit and a walk in the park every day or two
fresh air
a nice new suit
a walk in the park every day or two
every day in every way, every day, every way

once upon a time you were running
singing to the ground every morning
once upon a time you were crazy

PANTS ON THE GROUND PANTS ON THE GROUND LOOKING LIKE A FOOL WITH YOUR PANTS ON THE GROUND!

Guillemots - Trains to Brazil

And to those of you who moan your lives through one day to the next
Well, let them take you to next
Can't you live and be thankful you're here?
see it could be you tomorrow, next year

So, I realize this is sort of a dick move but...

... if there's any body of literary work that SHOULDN'T be aggrandized as profound, wise, insightful, referential, or most of all deeply personal... it's pop lyrics. And that includes hardcore shit that only real men listen to also.

At 3/14/10 10:10 PM, BananaBreadMuffin wrote: Guillemots - Trains to Brazil

And to those of you who moan your lives through one day to the next
Well, let them take you to next
Can't you live and be thankful you're here?
see it could be you tomorrow, next year

I fucking love that song.

Luck runs out

Crawl from the wreckage one more time
Horrific memory twists the mind
Dark, rutted, cold and hard to turn
Path of destruction, feel it burn

Still-life incarnation
Still-life infamy
Hallucination, heresy
Still you run, what's to come?
What's to be?

Cause we hunt you down without mercy
Hunt you down All Nightmare ong
Feel us breathe upon your face
Feel us shift, every move we trace

Hunt you down without mercy
Hunt you down all nightmare long, yeah
Luck runs out
You crawl back in, but your luck runs out

(1,2)

Luck runs out

The light that is not light is here
To crush you out with your own fear
You hide, you hide, but will be found
Release your grip without a sound

Still-life immolation
Still-life infamy

Hallucination, heresy
Still you run
What's to come?
What's to be?

Cause we hunt you down without mercy
Hunt you down All Nightmare Long
Feel us breathe upon your face
Feel us shift, every move we trace

Hunt you down without mercy
Hunt you down all nightmare long, yeah
Luck runs out
You crawl back in, but your luck runs out

Ooh

(1,2,3,4)

Then you crawl back in
Into your obsession
Never to return
This is your confession

Hunt you down without mercy
Hunt you down all nightmare long
Feel us breathe upon your face
Feel us shift, every move we trace

Hunt you down without mercy
Hunt you down, All Nightmare Long, yeah
Luck runs out
You crawl back in, but your luck runs out

CAUSE LUCK RUNS OUT!

When I think about you I touch myself...