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| Sean Cold 3:16 | posted on 06-10-2001 @ 6:16 PM |    | |||
| Hanger-On Registered: Jan. 70  | Just feeling a tad sleezy...... Streetwise religion Greed's been crowned the new King Hollywood dream teens Yesterday's trash queens Save the blessings for the final ring- AMEN Wild side I carry my crucifix Under my deathlist Forward my mail to me in hell Liars and the martyrs Lost faith in The Father Long lost in the wishing well Wild side Fallen Angels So fast to kill Thy kingdom come on the wild side Our father Who ain't in heaven Be thy name on the wild side Holy Mary Mother may I Pray for us on the wild side Wild side. Wild side Name dropping no-names Glamorize cocaine Puppets with strings of gold East L.A. at midnight Papa won't be home tonight Found dead with his best friend's wife Wild side Fatal strikes We lie on the wild side No escape Murder rape Doing time on the wild side A baby cries A cop dies A day's pay on the wild side Wild side, wild side Tragic life on the wild side Wild side, wild side Kickin' ass on the wild side  Make you satanistic Make you take the pistol to your face And place the clip and cock it back And let it go untill your brains are rippin' out your skull so bad And sew you back and be a waste of stitches | ||||
OA.com's Bodyguard Anger problem? What anger problem? I hate the fucking mud! USA | posted on 06-10-2001 @ 7:00 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | Shout At The Devil He's the wolf screaming lonely in the night He's the blood stain on the stage He's the tear in your eye Been tempted by his lie He's the knife In your back He's rage He's the razor to the knife Oh, lonely is our lives My heads spinnin' round and round But in the seasons of wither We'll stand and deliver Be strong and laugh and Chorus: Shout-shout-shout Shout at the devil He'll be the love in your eyes He'll be the blood between your thighs And then have you Cry for more He'll put strength to the test He'll put the thrill back in bed Sure you've heard it all before He'll be the risk in the kiss Might be anger on your lips Might run scared for the door But in seasons of wither We'll stand and deliver Be strong and laugh and Chorus: shout-shout-shout Shout At The Devil "What are you speaking, German Brian?"
"Brian, what the hell are you talking about?" | ||||
| Banana_juice | posted on 06-11-2001 @ 8:37 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | If you havent bought the book "the dirt", you should. it is a great book, with some funny stories in it about the band and what they did.. LIVE WIRE Plug me in I'm alive tonight Out on the streets again Turn me on I'm too hot to stop Something you'll never forget Take my fist Break down walls I'm on the top tonight (Pre-Chorus) No, no You better turn me loose You better set me free Cause I'm hot, young, running free A little bit better than I use to be. (Chorus) Cause I'm alive Live wire Cause I'm alive I'm a live wire Cause I'm alive Live wire Cause I'm alive I'm a live wire I'll either break her face Or take down her legs Get my ways at will Go for the throat Never let loose Goin' in for the kill Take my fist Break down walls I'm on top tonight (Pre-Chorus)(Chorus) Come on baby Gotta play with me Well I'm your live wire You better lock your doors I'm on the prowl tonight Well be mine tonight (Chorus) Come on be my baby Come on tonight Come on love me baby Come on tonight I'll give you everything You want inside Plug me in, plug me in I want you Come on tonight proud graduate of Newbie University. Honor Student of Lord Magus's class. E-Mail Me | ||||
| spitfire421 | posted on 06-11-2001 @ 10:03 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Dec. 00 | When I get high I get high on speed Top fuel funny car's A drug for me My heart, my heart Kickstart my heart Always got the cops Coming after me Custom built bike doing 103 My heart, my heart Kickstart my heart (Pre-Chorus) Ooh, are you ready girls? Ooh, are you ready now? (Chorus) Ooh, yeh Kickstart my heart Give it a start Ooh, yeh, baby Ooh, yeh Kickstart my heart Hope it never stops Ooh, yeh, baby Skydive naked From an aeroplane Or a lady with a Body from outerspace My heart, my heart Kickstart my heart Say I got trouble Trouble in my eyes I'm just looking for Another good time My heart, my heart Kickstart my heart (Pre-Chorus) (Chorus) When we started this band All we needed, needed was a laugh Years gone by...I'd say we've kicked some ass (Fuck you!) When I'm enraged Or hittin' the stage Adrenalin rushing Through my veins And I'd say we're still kickin' all that mother fuckin' ass (Fuck you!) Ooo, ahh, kickstart my heart I hope it never stops And to think, we did all of this... To rock (Chorus) (Solo) (Chorus) Ok boys, let's rock the house Kickstart my heart  The best trip that I've ever had Higher than a jet plane, pass it around My drinks on empty, need another round I wanna fly, wanna ride with you Is this the best that you can do? I wanna fly, wanna ride with you Higher than a jet plane with you | ||||
| NJDude | posted on 06-11-2001 @ 7:29 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jun. 00 | When she laughs She's got the power of a child in her eyes And when you cry now She'll hold you like a man's supposed to be held I can't get into words how I feel Get it right in this song now I had to set her free Needed a friend Come back to me Oh starry eyes Oh, oh (repeat) Standing alone in the light You could see her cry With a smile and a wink And a sparkle in her eyes She calmly sighed, I will be all right Okay child you've had to take the pain Of a man in the streets You gotta let me in Needed a friend Even just for one night Oh, starry eyes Oh, oh (repeat) Oh no, oh no, oh no Oh, starry eyes Oh, oh (repeat)  E-Mail Me | ||||
| Sean Cold 3:16 | posted on 06-11-2001 @ 7:33 PM | | |||
| Hanger-On Registered: Jan. 70 | I dOn'T CARE nOWWhaT I Do 'CauSE IAM JUST A FOOL LIkE YOU gETMyWaY NOw everyDAY. ItAkEA lLI CAN gET JUST LIke YOU JusT LIKE YOU BACK IN YA FACE, SUCH A DISGRACE wE'RE tHE GENERATIoN SWINE ARaTRACe FROM OUTERSPACE GoNNa blow YouR MInD gOTTa GETAwAY, GOTTa GEtawAY AgGRaVATIOn GOtTa BlOW MYBRAInS, GottA BlOW MYy BRAINs wE'RE THE GENERATION I wANT MOrE, IT'S NOT ENOuGh, WE gET OuR THRiLLS RIghTfRoM THIS StUfF SO mY MINd'S ASeWaGE SuMP, IT'S SMelLING BAD AND OUtOF LUck JUST LIKE YOU BAcK IN YAFaCe . . . SUCh a DiSGRAcE WE'rE ThE GenERaTION SWINE GIMME NO LIP, HERE COMeS MY FIST I DON'T NEED IT THIS TIME GETTIn' BlOWN AWAY, GETTIN' THrOWN AWaY DEGENeRATION THIS HERE SONG'S FOR YOu, THE DOOMED WELCOMe MY FOOLS TO THE PLANETBOOM THINKIN' THAT I'LL GRAB MY SPACE GUN LEAVE THIS PLACE RIGHT NOW FOR THE ZOOM GIMme SoMeSPACE, gET OUTTa MY FACE, wE'rE THE GEnERATION SwINE DON'T nEED YOUR lIP, YOUR IgnORAnCE We'RE THE gEneRATION ALWAYSON A RUN, ALWAYS ON A RUN NeW SeNSATioN wANNA GO INSANE, gONnA GO InSaNE WE'rE THEGENERaTIOn sWiNE Make you satanistic Make you take the pistol to your face And place the clip and cock it back And let it go untill your brains are rippin' out your skull so bad And sew you back and be a waste of stitches | ||||
| NJDude | posted on 06-11-2001 @ 7:44 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jun. 00 | Broke dick dog My head slung low Tail knocked in the dirt Time and time of being told Trash is all I'm worth When I was just a young boy Had to take a little grief Now that I'm much older Don't put your shit on me (Pre-Chorus) Grab it and shake Reach down scrape it You just got to (Chorus) Primal scream & shout Let that mother out You just gotta say "hey" Primal scream & shout Oooh tear it out You just gotta say Janou said Meters are red Blow a neurotic fuse Show a little A little pain Unlock a lotta truth When daddy was a young man His home was living hell Mama tried to be so perfect Now her mind's a padded cell, ya (Pre-Chorus) (Chorus with adlib) (Solo) Hey man, get out of my face I deal with my problems at my own pace With your screwed-down, anti-human views Deal with the pressures by playing the blues If you wanna live life on your own terms You gotta be willing to crash and burn (Chorus with adlib) Scream shout Come on come on come on Scream shout E-Mail Me | ||||
| Tequila Fez claims this land in the name of Portugal! Why worry about the train if it never makes it around the tracks?? IrishAlkey wuz here!!! | posted on 06-11-2001 @ 8:56 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Veteran Registered: Jan. 01 | Rat tailed Jimmy is a second hand hood He deals out in Hollywood Got a '65 Chevy, primered flames Traded for some powdered goods Jigsaw Jimmy he's runnin' a gang But I hear he's doin' O.K. Got a cozy little job, sells the Mexican mob Packages of candycaine (Chorus) He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood He's the one that makes ya feel alright He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood Cops on the corner always ignore Somebody's getting paid Jimmy's got it wired, Law's for hire Got it made in the shade Got a little hideaway, does business all day But at night he'll always be found Selling sugar to the sweet People on the street Call this Jimmy's town (Chorus) He's gonna be your Frankenstein I've got one thing you'll understand He's not what you'd call a glamorous man Got one thing that's easily understood He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood He'll tell you he's the king Of these Barrio streets Moving up to Shangri-La Came by his wealth as a matter of luck Says he never broke no law Two time loser running out of juice Time to move out quick Heard a rumour going round Jimmy's going down This time it's gonna stick (Chorus) He's gonna be your Frankenstein Let him soothe your soul, just take his hand Some people call him an evil man Let him introduce himself real good He's the only one they call "Feelgood"  AOL - oanda1027fm | ||||
| Sean Cold 3:16 | posted on 06-11-2001 @ 9:05 PM | | |||
| Hanger-On Registered: Jan. 70 | Friday night and I need a fight My motorcycle and a switchblade knife Handful of grease in my hair feels right But what I need to make me tight are Girls, Girls, Girls Long legs and burgundy lips Girls, Dancin' down on Sunset Strip Girls Red lips, fingertips Trick or treat-sweet to eat On Halloween and New Year's Eve Yankee girls ya just can't beat But they're the best when they're off their feet Girls, Girls, Girls At the Dollhouse in Ft. Lauderdale Girls, Girls. Girls Rocking in Atlanta at Tattletails Girls, Girls, Girls Raising Hell at the 7th Veil Have you read the news In the Soho Tribune Ya know she did me Well then she broke my heart I'm such a good good boy I just need e new toy I tell ya what, girl Dance for me, I'll keep you overemployed Just tell me a story You know the one I mean Crazy Horse, Paris, France Forget the names, remember romance I got the photos, a menage a trois Musta broke those Frenchies laws with those Girls, Girls. Girls Body Shop. Marble Arch Girls, Girls, Girls Tropicana's where I lost my heart Girls, Girls, Girls Make you satanistic Make you take the pistol to your face And place the clip and cock it back And let it go untill your brains are rippin' out your skull so bad And sew you back and be a waste of stitches | ||||
| atomic punk | posted on 06-11-2001 @ 11:13 PM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Jan. 01 | Some like the violence Some like submission Some use aggression Some use a bullet in the head to be brave Some like the evil Some need the power Some bleed in vain Some get a bullet in the head instead Some got the go Some play the role Some scream out in horror just for show Some got no reason Some got no hope Some like it loud, some like it loud We like it loud We like it louder, louder than hell Some got the honey Some hold the pistol Some need no money Some hang on the string of obscene Some got the go Some play the role Some scream out in horror just for show Some got no reason Some got no hope Some like it loud, some like it loud We like it loud We like it louder, louder than hell  This message was edited by atomic punk on 6-11-01 @ 11:14 PM | ||||
| GonzoStyle | posted on 06-12-2001 @ 2:56 AM | | |||
| Hanger-On Registered: Jan. 70 | Unskinny Bop What's got you so jumpy? Why can't you sit still, yeah? Like gasoline you wanna pump me And leave me when you get your fill, yeah Every time I touch you honey you get hot I want to make love you never stop Come up for air you push me to the floor What's been going on in that head of yours Chorus: Unskinny bop Just blows me away Unskinny bop, bop All night and day Unskinny bop, bop, bop, bop She just loves to play Unskinny bop nothin' more to say ........................ ooh shit sorry wrong band ummm my bad, hey they all looked the same to me man.   People say that I'm a bad influence I say the world's already fucked, I'm just addin to it You probably think that I'm a negative person I don't promote violence, I just encourage it Fuck it, you only live once you might as well die now She-Mail Me Here | ||||
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