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| Posted By | Discussion Topic: songs that relate to your life | ||||
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| windowlck | posted on 04-22-2001 @ 12:26 PM |    | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Oct. 00  | quote: Isn't that a Contradiction? "Kill yourself.... Get in the Coffin†Biohazard - Business - Urban Discipline -------------------- I'm fed up, I'va had it up to here Tell me what is good for me and my career Fuck you and your selfish advice You've never been loyal to the same things twice In your sheltered little lives, you don't know the scene Doing as you're told, puppets of the big machine Changing faces, revolving door hypocrisy Who do you work for now, yeah, I see Chorus I: Music's for you and me Not the fucking industry You fucking tell us what is cool You see we come from different schools You got no crowd but you got a big push Kissing asses till your pride turns inti mush You might change your style for the record company Fingers down your throat, you heave your integrity You're weak, give it up, throw the towel and the flag in And get your pussy ass off the motherfuckin' bandwagon Never for a minute were you real in the first place So far up someone's ass you got shit on your face Chorus II: Music's for you and me Not the fucking industry You fucking tell us what is cool You see we come from different schools To us it matters what you say Not the fucking games you play You're full of shit, it's plain to see The whole damn fucking industry If you think for a minute this song's about you Step the fuck back, cuz it's probably true The message in the music is the reason that we're in this That's what matters to us, not business Music is for you and me, not the fucking industry Try to tell us what is cool, we come from different schools It only matters what you say, not the fuckin' games you play Full of shit, it's plain to see, the whole damn fuckin' industry Chorus II  This message was edited by windowlck on 4-22-01 @ 12:43 PM | ||||
| NiceSignDeek | posted on 04-22-2001 @ 11:36 PM | | |||
| Hanger-On Registered: Jan. 01 | When I was born they looked at me and said What a good boy, what a smart boy, what a strong boy And when you were born they looked at you and said What a good girl, what a smart girl, what a pretty girl We've got these chains that hang around our necks People want to strangle us with them before we take our first breath Afraid of change, afraid of staying the same When temptation calls we just look away This name is the hairshirt I wear And this hairshirt is woven from your brown hair This song is the cross that I bear Bear it with me, bear with me, bear with me Be with me tonight I know that it isn't right But be with me tonight I go to school, I write exams If I pass, if I fail, if I drop out, does anyone give a damn? And if they do, they'll soon forget 'Cause it won't take much for me to show that my life ain't over yet I wake up scared, I wake up strange I wake up wondering if anything in my life is ever going to change I wake up scared, I wake up strange And everything around me stays the same This name is the hairshirt I wear And this hairshirt is woven from your brown hair This song is the cross that I bear Bear it with me, bear with me, bear with me Be with me tonight I know that it isn't right But be with me tonight I couldn't tell you that I was wrong Chickened out, grabbed a pen and paper, sat down and I wrote this song I couldn't tell you that you were right So instead I looked in the mirror watched tv laid awake all night We've got these chains that hang around our necks People want to strangle us with them before we take our first breath Afraid of change, afraid of staying the same When temptation calls.... This name is the hairshirt I wear And this hairshirt is woven from your brown hair This song is the cross that I bear Bear it with me, bear with me, bear with me Be with me tonight I know that it isn't right But be with me tonight When I was born they looked at me and said What a good boy, what a smart boy, what a strong boy And when you were born they looked at you and said What a good girl, what a smart girl, what a pretty girl, hey Adopted by DrunkBoy | ||||
| Mr. Brownstone | posted on 04-23-2001 @ 2:25 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Dec. 00 | quote:I'm not pissed off, I'm just having a little fun. :)  Although most of the general public has been led to believe Mr. Brownstone is about some of the band members' heroin addictions (mainly from the disinformation provided by the band in order to garner street cred), the song is actually about Mr. Frank Brownstone, the head instructor at the Arthur Murray Dance Studios in Los Angeles. In the late 80s, Rose was a student of Brownstone's (who do you think taught Rose his snakelike hip-swiveling?). Apparently, Rose did not pay Brownstone for the lessons. This song is about Brownstone's constant, yet futile, attempts at reimbursement. | ||||
| adolescentmasturbator | posted on 04-23-2001 @ 10:18 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | Brownstone she doesnt like the tooling either she gets pissed off at that too. I know I am done though.  E-Mail Me IM me at stickysituation2 | ||||
| Sloatsburgh | posted on 04-23-2001 @ 4:22 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00 | Gravitational Constant: G = 6.67 x 10-8 cm-3 gm-1 sec -2 a) Unjustifiable Existence Well I've got no more reason to live And I've got no more love to give Tonight's the night I'll paint the town red I'll put another hole through my head Unjustifiable existence Now I feel the weight of a world on my back I've seen the future The future looks black It's what I must do I have no reservations Ain't talk 'bout self preservation Unjustifiable existence Gravity crushing me Gravity crushing me b) Acceleration (due to gravity) - 980cm-2 sec Yeah I feel something pulling me down Forcing me between myself and the ground Of all the nightmares that ever came true I think that gravity (gravity-gravity) is you Unjustifiable existence Gravity crushing me Gravity crushing me c) Antimatter: Electromechanical psychedelicosis d) Requiem for a Souless Man I've got a problem A problem with hate I can't go on dragging this weight A cold steel hand that won't let go Acid-filled thoughts out of control I built myself a nice little cage With bars of anger and a lock of rage I can't help asking Who's got the key? When I know damned well it's me No I ain't hinting for sympathy I'm used to dealing with apathy The scars on my wrists may seem like a crime Just wish me better luck next time So what if I died a thousand deaths You think I'm insane but I have no regrets One more time won't matter no question Suicide is self expression.  "I use you for good board I'm not your friend" Guided by Dryblood. | ||||
| That is so Lame | posted on 04-23-2001 @ 4:30 PM | | |||
| Hanger-On Registered: Apr. 01 | adolecentmasturbator...thanx for ur 'kindness' and the ATTEMPT and apoligizing...but you should have thought about ppl's feelings B4 u acted like a giant asshole.! xoxo ~*missy*~  *~i luv Tom DeLonge~* **ROCK ON BLINK 182!!!** KILL JEN JENKINS!! DESTROY ALL TEENYBOPPERS! | ||||
| adolescentmasturbator | posted on 04-23-2001 @ 4:34 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | Sometimes tooling can be miscontrued into bashing so don't take too seriously and nothing bad will happen. This board is meant to have a fun ass time. Now all I want to know is does anybody have any more ludacris songs lmao. God those songs are so bad. E-Mail Me IM me at stickysituation2 | ||||
| That is so Lame | posted on 04-23-2001 @ 4:39 PM | | |||
| Hanger-On Registered: Apr. 01 | i never did take them seriously...just after a short while they get REALLY annoying. xoxo ~*missy*~ *~i luv Tom DeLonge~* **ROCK ON BLINK 182!!!** KILL JEN JENKINS!! DESTROY ALL TEENYBOPPERS! | ||||
| Banana_juice | posted on 04-23-2001 @ 4:47 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | hey sean cold. here is some more ludacris for ya. he is funny as hell on some of his songs. What's Your Fantasy Featuring Shawnna [Ludacris] Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah give it to me now, give it to me now, give it to me now, give it to me now [Shawnna] Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah give it to me now, give it to me now, give it to me now, give it to me now Chorus: Ludacris & Shawnna (repeat 2X) I wanna li li li lick you from your head to your toes and I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor I wanna ah ah I make it so good you don't wanna leave but I got to kn kn kn know wh what's your fan-ta-sy [Ludacris] I wanna get in the Georgia on the fifty yard line when the dirty birds kick for 3 and if you like in the club we can do it in the DJ booth or in the back of the VIP whip cream with cherries, strawberries on top lick it don't stop with the doe lock don't know while the boat rock ??? robots or they got to wait till the show stop or how 'bout on the beach with black sand lick up your thighs and call me pac man table top or just give me a lap dance the rock ??? to the flat lands that man Ludacris (woo) in the public bathroom or back of a classroom how ever you want it lover lover gonna tap that ass soon see I cast 'em and I past 'em get a tight grip and I grasp 'em I flash 'em and out last 'em and if ain't good then I trash 'em while you stash 'em I'll let 'em free and the tell me what they fantasy like up on the roof roof tell yo boyfriend no to be mad at me chorus [Ludacris] I wanna get you in the bath tub with the candle lit you give it up till they go out or we can do it on stage of the Ludacris concert cause you know I got sold out or red carpet dick could just roll out go 'head and scream you can't hold out we cand do it in the pouring rain running the train when it's hot or cold out how 'bout in the library on top of the books but you can't be too loud you wanna make a brother beg for it give me TLC 'cause you know I be too proud we can do it in the white house tryna make them turn the lights out champaign with my campaign let me do the damn thang what's my name, what's my name, what's my name a sauna, jacuzzi in the back row at the movie You can stratch my back and rule me You can push me or just pull me on hay in the middle of the barn (woo) rose pedals on the silk sheets uh eating fresh fruits sweep yo woman right off her feet chorus [Ludacris] I wanna get you in the back seat windows up that's the way you like to fuck fog up smog alert rip the pants and rip the shirt ruff sex make it hurt in the garden in the dirt roll around Georgia brown that's the way I like to twerk legs jerk, over worked, under paid, don't be afraid in the sun or in the shade on the top of my esclade baby your girl and my friends can trade tag team off the rope on the ocean or in the boat ?, or hundred spokes what 'bout in the candy sto' that chocolate chocolate make it melt whips and chains handcuffs smack a little bootie up with my belt scream help play my game dracula I'll get my fangs horse back I'll get my fangs, horse basl i'll get my reins School teacher let me get my grades chorus: repeat 4x proud graduate of Newbie University. Honor Student of Lord Magus's class. E-Mail Me | ||||
| Banana_juice | posted on 04-23-2001 @ 4:50 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | now for a song that actually does have meaning for me. this is a song from 1983, when U2 was actually pretty damn good. Drowning Man Take my hand You know I'll be there If you can I'll cross the sky for your love For I have promised Oh, to be with you tonight And for the time that will come Take my hand You know I'll be there If you can I'll cross the sky for your love And I understand These winds and tides This change of times Won't drag you away Hold on, and hold on tightly Hold on, and don't let go Of my love The storms will pass (the storm will pass) It won't be long now (it won't be long now) His love will last His love will last...forever Take my hand You know I'll be there If you can I'll cross the sky for your love Give you what I hold dear Hold on, hold on tightly Hold on, hold on tightly Rise up, rise up With wings like eagles You run, you run You run and not grow weary (take my hand, take my hand) Hold on, and hold on tightly Hold on, hold on tightly To this love...last forever To this love...last forever Take my hand Take my hand... proud graduate of Newbie University. Honor Student of Lord Magus's class. E-Mail Me | ||||
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