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Lyrics and nothing else... no reason for posting the lyrics, no theme to the lyrics, no sense, no nothing... just lyrics - Ants in My Pants - 04-28-2003
<center>Show Me How To Live
-Audioslave
And with the early dawn
Moving right along
I couldn’t buy and eyeful of sleep
And in the aching night under satellites
I was not received
Built with stolen parts
A telephone in my heart
Someone get me a priest
To put my mind to bed
This ringing in my head
Is this a cure or is this a disease
Chorus
Nail in my hand
From my creator
You gave me life
Now show me how to live (x2)
And in the after birth
On the quiet earth
Let the stains remind you
You thought you made a man
You better think again
Before my role defines you
Chorus
Nail in my hand
From my creator
You gave me life
Now show me how to live (x2)
And in your waiting hands
I will land
And roll out of my skin
And in your final hours I will stand
Ready to begin
Ready to begin
Ready to begin
Ready to begin
Chorus
Nail in my hand
From my creator
You gave me life
Now show me how to live (x2)
Show me how to live
Show me how to live
Show me how to live
Show me how to live </center>
Lyrics and nothing else... no reason for posting the lyrics, no theme to the lyrics, no sense, no nothing... just lyrics - MYLF - 04-28-2003
I come home in the morning light
My mother says when you gonna live your life right
Oh mother dear we're not the fortunate ones
And girls they want to have fun
Oh girls just want to have fun
The phone rings in the middle of the night
My father yells what you gonna do with your life
Oh daddy dear you know you're still number one
But girls they want to have fun
Oh girls just want to have--
That's all they really want
Some fun
When the working day is done
Girls-- they want to have fun
Oh girls just want to have fun
Some boys take a beautiful girl
And hide her away from the rest of the world
I want to be the one to walk in the sun
Oh girls they want to have fun
Oh girls just want to have
That's all they really want
Some fun
When the working day is done
Girls--they want to have fun
Oh girls just want to have fun,
They want to have fun,
They want to have fun...
My mother says when you gonna live your life right
Oh mother dear we're not the fortunate ones
And girls they want to have fun
Oh girls just want to have fun
The phone rings in the middle of the night
My father yells what you gonna do with your life
Oh daddy dear you know you're still number one
But girls they want to have fun
Oh girls just want to have--
That's all they really want
Some fun
When the working day is done
Girls-- they want to have fun
Oh girls just want to have fun
Some boys take a beautiful girl
And hide her away from the rest of the world
I want to be the one to walk in the sun
Oh girls they want to have fun
Oh girls just want to have
That's all they really want
Some fun
When the working day is done
Girls--they want to have fun
Oh girls just want to have fun,
They want to have fun,
They want to have fun...
Lyrics and nothing else... no reason for posting the lyrics, no theme to the lyrics, no sense, no nothing... just lyrics - Ants in My Pants - 04-28-2003
I'm sensing a theme, but I can't quite place it yet...
Lyrics and nothing else... no reason for posting the lyrics, no theme to the lyrics, no sense, no nothing... just lyrics - MYLF - 04-28-2003
Lyrics and nothing else... no reason for posting the lyrics, no theme to the lyrics, no sense, no nothing... just lyrics...
How quickly they forget
Lyrics and nothing else... no reason for posting the lyrics, no theme to the lyrics, no sense, no nothing... just lyrics - Ants in My Pants - 04-28-2003
<center>In the Mood
-Glenn Miller Orchestra
</center>
Lyrics and nothing else... no reason for posting the lyrics, no theme to the lyrics, no sense, no nothing... just lyrics - MYLF - 04-28-2003
Quote:Originally posted by Ants in My PantsWhere the hell are the damn lyrics?
<center>In the Mood
-Glenn Miller Orchestra
</center>
Lyrics and nothing else... no reason for posting the lyrics, no theme to the lyrics, no sense, no nothing... just lyrics - Ants in My Pants - 04-28-2003
Quote:Where the hell are the damn lyrics?Da-da-da-den-den-da-da-da-da.... (repeat 100 times)...
Lyrics and nothing else... no reason for posting the lyrics, no theme to the lyrics, no sense, no nothing... just lyrics - MYLF - 04-28-2003
SMOKIN' IN THE BOYS' ROOM
Motley Crue
Sittin' in the classroom
Thinkin' it's a drag
List'nin' to the teacher
Well just ain't my bag
Noon bells ring
You know that's my cue
I'm gonna meet the boys
On floor number two
Somkin' in the boys' room
Smokin' in the boys' room
Now teacher don't you
Fill me up with your rules
For ev'rybody knows that
Smokin' ain't allowed in school
Checkin' out the halls
Makin' sure the coast is clear
Lookin' in the stalls
No there ain't nobody here
My buddies Syxx, Mick, and Tom*
To get caught would surely
Be the death of us all
Somkin' in the boys' room
Smokin' in the boys' room
Now teacher don't you
Fill me up with your rules
For ev'rybody knows that
Smokin' ain't allowed in school
Well they put me to work
In the school bookstore
Checkout counter and I got bored
Teacher was lookin' for me all around
Two hours later you know
Where I was found
Smokin' in the boys' room
Yes indeed, I was smokin' in the boys' room
Now teacher don't you
Fill me up with your rules
For ev'rybody knows that
Smokin' ain't allowed in school
Now teacher I am fully aware of the rules
For ev'rybody knows that
Smokin' ain't allowed in school
Motley Crue
Sittin' in the classroom
Thinkin' it's a drag
List'nin' to the teacher
Well just ain't my bag
Noon bells ring
You know that's my cue
I'm gonna meet the boys
On floor number two
Somkin' in the boys' room
Smokin' in the boys' room
Now teacher don't you
Fill me up with your rules
For ev'rybody knows that
Smokin' ain't allowed in school
Checkin' out the halls
Makin' sure the coast is clear
Lookin' in the stalls
No there ain't nobody here
My buddies Syxx, Mick, and Tom*
To get caught would surely
Be the death of us all
Somkin' in the boys' room
Smokin' in the boys' room
Now teacher don't you
Fill me up with your rules
For ev'rybody knows that
Smokin' ain't allowed in school
Well they put me to work
In the school bookstore
Checkout counter and I got bored
Teacher was lookin' for me all around
Two hours later you know
Where I was found
Smokin' in the boys' room
Yes indeed, I was smokin' in the boys' room
Now teacher don't you
Fill me up with your rules
For ev'rybody knows that
Smokin' ain't allowed in school
Now teacher I am fully aware of the rules
For ev'rybody knows that
Smokin' ain't allowed in school
Lyrics and nothing else... no reason for posting the lyrics, no theme to the lyrics, no sense, no nothing... just lyrics - BARRY MANILOW - 04-28-2003
V.D.
(SUNG TO CROCODILE ROCK)
I remember when sex was cool.
Me and Suzie did it in the pool.
Then we did it in the high school gym
With a smile on her face and baby batter on her chin
But now all of that has changed
I’ve been feeling kinda strange
I’ve got an inflamed foreskin
My junk is all itchy and head is in a spin, well oh
What did she give me? It sure hurts to pee
And I’m puking up a lung.
I’ve got these bumps on my junk and they’ve spread up to my tongue.
I’m gonna, gonna get real sick
And all because I used my dick.
And now I notice that my urination is thick.
Why?wh-wh-wh-wh-why?
Now I’m siting at home and I’m all alone
Trying to get the doctor on the telephone.
Maybe he can prescribe some good pills
So I can relive this huge pain that kills.
My yambag has grown in size
Feels like a bowling ball between my thighs
I still can’t believe my eyes
I’m starting to look like Jeff Goldblum in “The Flyâ€
Well, my…junk is dripping, my ass is ripping
And my pants are filled with crust
I got this feeling down deep inside that I’m about to bust.
I’m gonna, gonna kill that chick
Who caused this flaking on my stick
I gotta get down to the hospital, now, quick
Why-wh-wh-wh-wh-wh-why?….
(Most Offensive Song entry...not submitted...thank you)
Lyrics and nothing else... no reason for posting the lyrics, no theme to the lyrics, no sense, no nothing... just lyrics - mentally ill hil - 04-28-2003
favorite song ever ever ever ever (and i think these are the right lyrics. :grin2
down to my target weight
sarcoma's popped out all over my face
i lost three teeth and all of my friends
looks like this time i'm nearing the end
full blown AIDS
no reason to lie
no reason to fib
when you're flat on your back counting your ribs
I went to give blood
they just showed me the door
I stood up to leave
and i fell on the floor
full blown AIDS
Damn that whore
Damn that whore
Damn that whore
Damn that whore
well, now i got AIDS
i dont feel so good
so i'm gonna go out
and share it with my neighborhood
Bartender
waitress
here's your tip
that ain't acne above my lip
oh, ya hafta leave?
that's okay
i got time to kill
maybe two or three days
I'm sitting alone
humming this song
i start to think about
everybody's who's done me wrong
My fifth grade teacher
Mr Beck
he's gonna find a hypodermic
in your neck
Patrons in my restaurant
her tits flew
well
that ain't half-n-half
in your stew
and Wendy
you remember me
stood me up for prom
but i wont infect her
i'm gonna infect her mom