The Lyrics Thread-Part V

Lucid Lounge
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[title]ouro de tolo[/title] [size=100]composed, arranged, performed by Raul Seixas (listen here).
best performances when he was way beyond drunken.[/size]eu devia estar contente
porque eu tenho um emprego
sou um dito cidadão respeitável
e ganho quatro mil cruzeiros
por mês…

eu devia agradecer ao senhor
por ter tido sucesso
na vida como artista
eu devia estar feliz
porque consegui comprar
um corcel 73…

eu devia estar alegre
e satisfeito
por morar em Ipanema
depois de ter passado
fome por dois anos
aqui na cidade maravilhosa…

ah!
eu devia estar sorrindo
e orgulhoso
por ter finalmente vencido na vida
mas eu acho isso uma grande piada
e um tanto quanto perigosa…

eu devia estar contente
por ter conseguido
tudo o que eu quis
mas confesso abestalhado
que eu estou decepcionado…

porque foi tão fácil conseguir
e agora eu me pergunto “e daí?”
eu tenho uma porção
de coisas grandes prá conquistar
e eu não posso ficar aí parado…

eu devia estar feliz pelo senhor
ter me concedido o domingo
prá ir com a família
no jardim zoológico
dar pipoca aos macacos…

ah!
mas que sujeito chato sou eu
que não acha nada engraçado
macaco, praia, carro
jornal, tobogã
eu acho tudo isso um saco…

é você olhar no espelho
se sentir
um grandessíssimo idiota
saber que é humano
ridículo, limitado
que só usa dez por cento
de sua cabeça animal…

e você ainda acredita
que é um doutor
padre ou policial
que está contribuindo
com sua parte
para o nosso belo
quadro social…

eu que não me sento
no trono de um apartamento
com a boca escancarada
cheia de dentes
esperando a morte chegar…

porque longe das cercas
embandeiradas
que separam quintais
no cume calmo
do meu olho que vê
assenta a sombra sonora
de um disco voador…

ah!
eu que não me sento
no trono de um apartamento
com a boca escancarada
cheia de dentes
esperando a morte chegar…

porque longe das cercas
embandeiradas
que separam quintais
no cume calmo
do meu olho que vê
assenta a sombra sonora
de um disco voador…

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[color=#999999]who’s gonna make me leave
who’s gonna make me stay?
who’s gonna walk away and
who’s gonna make my day?

and how’s it gonna be and
who’s in the game to play?
if you want you will find me
but you don’t wanna see!

how does it feel?
what do you know?
is it the end?
and it won’t be what it is

how does it start?
isn’t it clear
that i’ll never be alright?

how do you know?
what does it mean
that i’ll never be alone?
that i’ll never be alone…[/color]

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L.A. Woman - The Doors
Video: youtube.com/watch?v=t3jf9_rua5Q

Well, I just got into town about an hour ago
Took a look around, see which way the wind blow
Where the little girls in their hollywood bungalows
Are you a lucky little lady in the city of light
Or just another lost angel…city of night
City of night, city of night, city of night, woo, cmon
L.a. woman, l.a. woman
L.a. woman sunday afternoon x3
Drive through your suburbs
Into your blues, into your blues, yeah
Into your blue-blue blues
Into your blues, ohh, yeah
I see your hair is burnin
Hills are filled with fire
If they say I never loved you
You know they are a liar
Drivin down your freeways
Midnight alleys roam
Cops in cars, the topless bars
Never saw a woman…
So alone, so alone x2
Motel money murder madness
Lets change the mood from glad to sadness
Mr. mojo risin, mr. mojo risin x2
Got to keep on risin
Mr. mojo risin, mr. mojo risin
Mojo risin, gotta mojo risin
Mr. mojo risin, gotta keep on risin
Risin, risin
Gone risin, risin
Im gone risin, risin
I gotta risin, risin
Well, risin, risin
I gotta, wooo, yeah, risin
Woah, ohh yeah
Well, I just got into town about an hour ago
Took a look around, see which way the wind blow
Where the little girls in their hollywood bungalows
Are you a lucky little lady in the city of light
Or just another lost angel…city of night
City of night, city of night, city of night, woah, cmon
L.a. woman, l.a. woman, l.a. woman, your my woman
Little l.a. woman, little l.a. woman
L.a. l.a. woman woman, l.a. woman cmon

mr. mojo risin = anagram of Jim Morrison

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I never figured them as emo… Their music is amazing, though.

Anyway, my lyrics postage…

Radio by Alkaline Trio

Shaking like a dog sh*ttin’ razorblades,
waking up next to nothing after dreaming of you and me
I’m waking up all alone, waking up so relieved
while you’re taking your time with apologies,
I’m making my plans for revenge
Red eyes on orange horizons
If Columbus was wrong I’d drive straight off the edge
I’d drive straight off the edge

Taking your own life with boredom,
I’m taking my own life with wine -
it helps you to rule out the sorrow,
it helps me to empty my mind
Making the most of a bad time
I’m smoking the brains from my head
Leaving the coal calling the kettle black and orange and red
This kettle is seeing red

I’ve got a big fat f*ckin’ bone to pick with you my darling
In case you haven’t heard I’m sick and tired of trying
I wish you would take my radio to bathe with you,
plugged in and ready to fall

Shaking like a dog sh*ttin’ razorblades,
waking up next to nothing after dreaming of you and me
Waking up all alone, waking up so relieved
while you’re taking your time with apologies,
I’m planning out my revenge
Red eyes on orange horizons
If Columbus was wrong I’d drive straight off the edge
I’m seeing red

I’ve got a big fat f*ckin’ bone to pick with you my darling
In case you haven’t heard I’m sick and tired of trying
I wish you would take my radio to bathe with you,
plugged in and ready to fall

Plugged in and ready to fall
Plugged in and ready to fall

Plugged in and ready to fall

45

Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo (Heartbreaker) - The Rolling Stones

(M. Jagger/K. Richards)

The police in New York City
They chased a boy right through the park
And in a case of mistaken identity
They put a bullet through his heart

Heart breakers with your forty four
I wanna tear your world apart
You heart breaker with your forty four
I wanna tear your world apart

A ten-year old girl on a street corner
Sticking needles in her arm
She died in the dirt of an alleyway
Her mother said she had no chance, no chance!
Heart breaker, heart breaker
She stuck the pins right in her heart
Heart breaker, pain maker
Stole the love right out of you heart

Heart breaker, heart breaker
You stole the love right out of my heart
Heart breaker, heart breaker
I wanna tear your world apart

Doo, doo doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo…

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She’s a Rainbow - Stones
From their Psychedelic Their Satanic Majesties Request album in '67

(Jagger/Richards)

She comes in colors ev’rywhere;
when She combs her hair
She’s like a rainbow
Coming, colors in the air
Oh, everywhere
She comes in colors

She comes in colors ev’rywhere;
when She combs her hair
She’s like a rainbow
Coming, colors in the air
Oh, everywhere
She comes in colors

Have you seen her dressed in blue?
See the sky in front of you
And her face is like a sail
Speck of white so fair and pale
Have you seen a lady fairer?

She comes in colors ev’rywhere;
She combs her hair
She’s like a rainbow
Coming, colors in the air
Oh, everywhere
She comes in colors

Have you seen her all in gold?
Like a queen in days of old
She shoots colors all around
Like a sunset going down
Have you seen a lady fairer?

She comes in colors ev’rywhere;
She combs her hair
She’s like a rainbow
Coming, colors in the air
Oh, everywhere
She comes in colors

She’s like a rainbow
Coming, colors in the air
Oh, everywhere
She comes in colors

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the pretendersong by the Foo Fighters, from their album Echoes, Silence, Patience & Grace. keep you in the dark
you know they all pretend
keep you in the dark
and so it all began

send in your skeletons
sing as their bones come marching in again
they need you buried deep
the secrets that you keep are at the ready
are you ready?
i’m finished making sense
done pleading ignorance
that whole defense

spinning infinity, boy
the wheel is spinning me
it’s never-ending, never-ending
same old story

what if i say i’m not like the others?
what if i say i’m not just another one of your plays
you’re the pretender
what if i say i will never surrender?

what if i say i’m not like the others?
what if i say i’m not just another one of your plays
you’re the pretender
what if i say that i’ll never surrender?

in time our soul untold
i’m just another soul for sale. oh, well
the page is out of print
we are not permanent
we’re temporary, temporary
same old story

what if i say i’m not like the others?
what if i say i’m not just another one of your plays
you’re the pretender
what if i say that i’ll never surrender?

what if i say i’m not like the others?
what if i say i’m not just another one of your plays
you’re the pretender
what if i say i will never surrender?

i’m the voice inside your head
you refuse to hear
i’m the face that you have to face
mirrored in your stare
i’m what’s left, i’m what’s right
i’m the enemy
i’m the hand that will take you down
bring you to your knees

keep you in the dark
you know they all pretend

what if i say i’m not like the others?
what if i say i’m not just another one of your plays
you’re the pretender
what if i say that i’ll never surrender?

what if i say i’m not like the others?
what if i say i’m not just another one of your plays
you’re the pretender
what if i say that i’ll never surrender?

what if i say i’m not like the others?
what if i say i’m not just another one of your plays
you’re the pretender
what if i say i will never surrender?

what if i say i’m not like the others?
what if i say i’m not just another one of your plays
you’re the pretender
what if i say i will never surrender?

48

Who Are You - The Who
Written by: Pete Townshend
Album: Who Are You, 1978, Keith Moon died three weeks after it’s release.

Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?

I woke up in a Soho doorway
A policeman knew my name
He said “You can go sleep at home tonight
If you can get up and walk away”

I staggered back to the underground
And the breeze blew back my hair
I remember throwin’ punches around
And preachin’ from my chair

chorus:
Well, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
I really wanna know (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
Tell me, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
'Cause I really wanna know (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)

I took the tube back out of town
Back to the Rollin’ Pin
I felt a little like a dying clown
With a streak of Rin Tin Tin

I stretched back and I hiccupped
And looked back on my busy day
Eleven hours in the Tin Pan
God, there’s got to be another way

Who are you?
Ooh wa ooh wa ooh wa ooh wa …

Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?

(chorus)

I know there’s a place you walked
Where love falls from the trees
My heart is like a broken cup
I only feel right on my knees

I spit out like a sewer hole
Yet still recieve your kiss
How can I measure up to anyone now
After such a love as this?

(chorus)

video: youtube.com/watch?v=l_FZVD5lsAw
This video is amazing, Keith is hilarious.

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Coming Into Los Angeles By Arlo Guthrie

youtube.com/watch?v=qsnUu71Viyo

Coming in from London
From over the pole
Flying in a big airliner
Chickens flying everywhere around the plane
Could we ever feel much finer?

Coming into Los Angeles
Bringing in a couple of keys
Don’t touch my bags if you please
Mister Customs Man

There’s a guy with a ticket to Mexico
No, he couldn’t look much stranger
Walking in the hall with his things and all
Smiling, said he was the Lone Ranger

Coming into Los Angeles
Bringing in a couple of keys
Don’t touch my bags if you please
Mister Customs Man

Hip woman walking on a moving floor
Tripping on the escalator
There’s a man in the line
And she’s blowing his mind
Thinking that he’s already made her

Coming into Los Angeles
Bringing in a couple of keys
Don’t touch my bags if you please
Mister Customs Man

Coming in from London
From over the pole
Flying in a big airliner
Chickens flying everywhere around the plane
Could we ever feel much finer?

Coming into Los Angeles
Bringing in a couple of keys
Don’t touch my bags if you please
Mister Customs Man

50

John Lennon

9 Dream

So long ago
Was it in a dream, was it just a dream?
I know, yes I know
Seemed so very real, it seemed so real to me

Took a walk down the street
Thru the heat whispered trees
I thought I could hear (hear, hear, hear)
Somebody call out my name as it started to rain

Two spirits dancing so strange

Ah! bwakawa pouss, pouss
ah! bwakawa pouss, pouss
ah! bwakawa pouss, pouss

Dream, dream away
Magic in the air, was magic in the air?
I believe, yes I believe
More I cannot say, what more can I say?

On a river of sound
Thru the mirror go round, round
I thought I could feel (feel, feel, feel)
Music touching my soul, something warm, sudden cold
The spirit dance was unfolding

Ah! bwakawa pouss, pouss
ah! bwakawa pouss, pouss
ah! bwakawa pouss, pouss

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Spanish Train - Chris Deburgh

There’s a Spanish train that runs between
Gualdalquivir and old Saville
And at dead of night the whistle blows
And people hear she’s running still

And then they hush their children back to sleep
Lock the doors, upstairs they creep
For it is said that the souls of the dead
Fill that train ten thousand deep

Well a railway man lay dying with his people by his side
His family were crying, knelt in prayer before he died
But above his bed just a waiting for the dead
Was the Devil with a twinkle in his eye
“Well God’s not around and look what I’ve found
This one’s mine”

Just then the Lord himself
Appeared in a blinding flash of light
And shouted at the Devil
“Get thee hence to endless night”
But the Devil just grinned and said
“I may have sinned
But there’s no need to push me around
I got him first so you can do your worst
He’s going underground”

“But I think I’ll give you one more chance”
Said the Devil with a smile
“So throw away that stupid lance
It’s really not your style”
“Joker is the name
Poker is the game
We’ll play right here on this bed
And then we’ll bet for the biggest stakes yet
The souls of the dead”

And I said “Look out, Lord, He’s going to win
The sun is down and the night is riding in
That train is dead on time, many souls are on the line
Oh Lord, He’s going to win”

Well the railway man he cut the cards
And he dealt them each a hand of five
And for the Lord he was praying hard
Or that train he’d have to drive
Well the Devil he had three aces and a king
And the Lord, he was running for a straight
He had the queen and the knave
And nine and ten of spades
All he needed was the eight

And then the Lord he called for one more card
But he drew the diamond eight
And the Devil said to the son of God
"I believe you’ve got it straight
So deal me one for the time has come
To see who’ll be the king of this place
But as he spoke, from beneath his cloak
He slipped another ace

Ten thousand souls was the opening bid
And it soon went up to fifty-nine
But the Lord didn’t see what the Devil did
And he said “that suits me fine”
“I’ll raise you high to a hundred and five
And forever put an end to your sins”
But the Devil let out a mighty shout, “My hand wins”

And I said “Lord, oh Lord, you let him win
The sun is down and the night is riding in
That train is dead on time, many souls are on the line
Oh Lord, don’t let him win”

Well that Spanish train still runs between
Gualdalquivir and old Saville
And at the dead of night the whistle blows
And people fear she’s running still
And far away in some recess
The Lord and the Devil are now playing chess
The Devil still cheats and wins more souls
And as for the Lord, well, he’s just doing his best

And I said “Lord, oh Lord, you’ve got to win
The sun is down and the night is riding in
That train is still on time, Oh my soul is on the line
Oh Lord, you’ve got to win”

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The Fight Song- Marylin Manson

My faviorite Marylin Manson song.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rZ74G4lU84I

Nothing suffocates you more than the passing of everyday human events
Isolation is the oxygen mask you’re making children breath into to survive
But I’m not a slave to god that doesn’t exist
And I’m not a slave to a world that doesn’t give a shit

And when we were good
You just close your eyes
So when we are bad
We’ll scar your minds

Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!
Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!

You’ll never grow up to be a big rock star
Celebrated victim of your fame
Just cut our wrists like cheap coupons
And say that “death was on sale today”

And when we were good
You just close your eyes
So when we are bad
We’ll scar your minds

But I’m not a slave to god that doesn’t exist
And I’m not a slave to a world that doesn’t give a shit

The death of one is a tragedy
The death of one is a tragedy
The death of one is a tragedy
The death of a million is just a statistic

But I’m not a slave to god that doesn’t exist
And I’m not a slave to a world that doesn’t give a shit
But I’m not a slave to god that doesn’t exist
And I’m not a slave to a world that doesn’t give a shit

Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!
Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!

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Awake ~ Jim Morrison

Is everybody in?
The ceremony is about to begin.

WAKE UP!

You cant remember where it was
Had this dream stopped?

AWAKE

Shake dreams from your hair
My pretty child, my sweet one.
Choose the day and choose the sign of your day
The days divinity
First thing you see.

A vast radiant beach in a cool jeweled moon
Couples naked race down by its quiet side
And we laugh like soft, mad children
Smug in the wooly cotton brains of infancy
The music and voices are all around us.
Choose they croon the ancient ones
The time has come again
Choose now, they croon
Beneath the moon
Beside an ancient lake
Enter again the sweet forest
Enter the hot dream
Come with us
Everything is broken up and dances.

54

The Doors-The End
youtube.com/watch?v=iI78ZPZm3qQ

This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end

Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
Ill never look into your eyes…again

Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need…of some…strangers hand
In a…desperate land

Lost in a roman…wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain, yeah

Theres danger on the edge of town
Ride the kings highway, baby
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway west, baby

Ride the snake, ride the snake
To the lake, the ancient lake, baby
The snake is long, seven miles
Ride the snake…hes old, and his skin is cold

The west is the best
The west is the best
Get here, and well do the rest

The blue bus is callin us
The blue bus is callin us
Driver, where you taken us

The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went into the room where his sister lived, and…then he
Paid a visit to his brother, and then he
He walked on down the hall, and
And he came to a door…and he looked inside
Father, yes son, I want to kill you
Mother…i want to…fuck you

Cmon baby, take a chance with us
Cmon baby, take a chance with us
Cmon baby, take a chance with us
And meet me at the back of the blue bus
Doin a blue rock
On a blue bus
Doin a blue rock
Cmon, yeah

Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill

This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end

It hurts to set you free
But youll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die

This is the end

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[center]Lullaby
Hush now baby don’t you cry
Rest your wings my butterfly
Peace will come to you in time
And I will sing this lullaby

Know though I must leave, my child
That I would stay here by your side
And if you wake before I’m gone
Remember this sweet lullaby

And all love through darkness
Don’t you ever stop believing
With love forlorn
With love you’ll find your way
My love

The world has turned the day to dark
I leave this night with heavy heart
When I return to dry your eyes
I will sing this lullaby

Yes, I will sing this lullaby[/center]
Time to go to sleep…

56

Break Stuff by Limp Bizkit

Youtube: here

“Break Stuff”

Its just one of those days
When you don’t wanna wake up
Everything is fucked
Everybody sux
You don’t really know why
But you want justify
Rippin’ someone’s head off
No human contact
And if you interact
Your life is on contract
Your best bet is to stay away motherfucker
It’s just one of those days!!

[chorus]
Its all about the he says she says bullshit
I think you better quit
Lettin’ shit slip
Or you’ll be leavin with a fat lip
Its all about the he says she says bullshit
I think you better quit talkin that shit
(Punk, so come and get it)
Its just one of those days
Feelin’ like a freight train
First one to complain
Leaves with a blood stain
Damn right I’m a maniac
You better watch your back
Cuz I’m fuckin’ up your program
And if your stuck up
You just lucked up
Next in line to get fucked up
Your best bet is to stay away motherfucker
Its just one of those days!!

[chorus]

I feel like shit
My suggestion is to keep your distance cuz right now im dangerous
We’ve all felt like shit
And been treated like shit
All those motherfuckers that want to step up
I hope you know I pack a chain saw
I’ll skin your ass raw
And if my day keeps goin’ this way I just might break somethin’ tonight…
I hope you know I pack a chain saw
I’ll skin your ass raw
And if my day keeps goin’ this way I just might break somethin’ tonight…
I hope you know I pack a chain saw
I’ll skin your ass raw
And if my day keeps goin’ this way I just might break your fuckin’ face tonight!!
Give me somethin’ to break
Give me somethin’ to break
Just give me somethin’ to break
How bout your fuckin’ face
I hope you know I pack a chain saw, what!!..
A chain saw, what!!..
A motherfucking chain saw, what!!..
So come and get it

[chorus]

57

Feel Like I’m Fixing To Die Rag (Next Stop Vietnam)
Country Joe & the Fish

youtube.com/watch?v=s5btZWbViPA

Come on all of you big strong men
Uncle Sam needs your help again
he’s got himself in a terrible jam
way down yonder in Viet Nam so
put down your books and pick up a gun we’re
gonna have a whole lotta fun

And it’s one, two, three, what are we fighting for
don’t ask me I don’t give a damn, next stop is Viet Nam
And it’s five, six, seven, open up the pearly gates
ain’t no time to wonder why, whoopee we’re all gonna die

Come on generals, let’s move fast
your big chance has come at last
now you can go out and get those reds
cos the only good commie is the one that’s dead and
you know that peace can only be won when we’ve
blown 'em all to kingdom come

And it’s one, two, three, what are we fighting for
don’t ask me I don’t give a damn, next stop is Viet Nam
And it’s five, six, seven, open up the pearly gates
ain’t no time to wonder why, whoopee we’re all gonna die

Come on wall street don’t be slow
why man this war is a go-go
there’s plenty good money to be made by
supplying the army with the tools of its trade
let’s hope and pray that if they drop the bomb,
they drop it on the Viet Cong

And it’s one, two, three, what are we fighting for
don’t ask me I don’t give a damn, next stop is Viet Nam
And it’s five, six, seven, open up the pearly gates
ain’t no time to wonder why, whoopee we’re all gonna die

Come on mothers throughout the land
pack your boys off to Viet Nam
come on fathers don’t hesitate
send your sons off before it’s too late
and you can be the first ones on your block
to have your boy come home in a box

And it’s one, two, three, what are we fighting for
don’t ask me I don’t give a damn, next stop is Viet Nam
And it’s five, six, seven, open up the pearly gates
ain’t no time to wonder why, whoopee we’re all gonna die

58

The Beatles-With A Little Help From My Friends

(video is Joe Cocker’s Woodstock version, because I like it much better)
youtube.com/watch?v=6FMq0iDX … re=related

What would you think if I sang out of tune,
Would you stand up and walk out on me?
Lend me your ears and I’ll sing you a song
And I’ll try not to sing out of key.

Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends
Mm, I get high with a little help from my friends
Mm, gonna try with a little help from my friends

What do I do when my love is away
(Does it worry you to be alone?)
How do I feel by the end of the day,
(Are you sad because you’re on your own?)

No, I get by with a little help from my friends
Mm, I get high with a little help from my friends
Mm, gonna try with a little help from my friends

Do you need anybody
I need somebody to love
Could it be anybody
I want somebody to love.

Would you believe in a love at first sight
Yes, I’m certain that it happens all the time
What do you see when you turn out the light
I can’t tell you but I know it’s mine,

Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends
Mm, I get high with a little help from my friends
Mm, gonna try with a little help from my friends

Do you need anybody
I just need someone to love
Could it be anybody
I want somebody to love.

Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends
With a little help from my friends.

59

Something - The Beatles
Abbey Road

Something in the way she moves
Attracts me like no other lover
Something in the way she woos me

I don’t want to leave her now
You know i believe her now

Somewhere in her smile she knows
That i don’t need no other lover
Something in her style that shows me

Don’t want to leave her now
You know i believe her now

You’re asking me will my love grow
I don’t know, i don’t know
You stick around now it may show
I don’t know, i don’t know

Something in the way she knows
And all i have to do is think of her
Something in the things she shows me

Don’t want to leave her now
You know i believe her now

Beat that, Lizard King :cool:

60

MY WAY by Limp Bizkit

Youtube

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Special
You think you’re special
You do
I can see it in your eyes
I can see it when you laugh at me
Look down on me
You walk around on me
Just one more fight
About your leadership
And I will straight up
Leave your shit
Cause I’ve had enough of this
And now I’m pissed

Yeah
This time I’m 'a let it all come out
This time I’m 'a stand up and shout
I’m 'a do things my way
It’s my way
My way, or the highway

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Just one more fight
About a lot of things
And I will give up everything
To be on my own again
Free again

Yeah
This time I’m 'a let it all come out
This time I’m 'a stand up and shout
I’m 'a do things my way
It’s my way
My way, or the highway

Some day you’ll see things my way
Cause you never know
Where, you never know
Where you’re gonna go

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Just one more fight
And I’ll be history
Yes I will straight up
Leave your shit
And you’ll be the one who’s left
Missing me

Yeah
This time I’m 'a let it all come out
This time I’m 'a stand up and shout
I’m 'a do things my way
It’s my way
My way, or the highway

Some day you’ll see things my way
Cause you never know
Where, you never know
Where you’re gonna go

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