Michael Hopcroft Posted December 12, 2019 Report Share Posted December 12, 2019 They never said why she was wicked That was just taken on Faith She'd a face to fill you with fear No teeth, and a wart sprouting hair Along with a welcoming leer But a Good Witch Really likes people Good Witches really do care For even, the mean stupid, hapless ones The feckless and foolish and silly ones The Hopeless, Mothers and little ones The Roots and Heart of Witchcraft Is so hard to control It's everyday caring, loving and sharing That's a Witch's center and soul And a Good Witch Looks to the ages Betwixt this world and the next More edges than people can know Night and the Day, or the Fast and the Slow Right and Wrong, don't always show The Roots and Heart of Witchcraft Is so hard to control It's everyday caring, loving and sharing That's a Witch's center and soul "A Good Witch Never Cackles Cackling is not just A 'Nasty' laughter It means your mind Drifting away from its anchor It means, loneliness and hard work Driving you crazy, a little bit at a time Until you thought it was normal to stop washing And wear a kettle on your head It means thinking Right and Wrong, are Negotiable In the end... It means going to the Dark A BAD road! At the end of that road With, Poison Spinning Wheels And Gingerbread Cottages..." Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Greywind Posted December 16, 2019 Report Share Posted December 16, 2019 In the night I hear you speakTurn around, you're in my sleepFeel your hands inside my soulYou're holding on and you won't let go I've tried running, but there's no escapeCan't bend them, and I just can't break these Steel bars, wrapped all around meI've been your prisoner since the day you found meI'm bound forever till the end of timeSteel bars wrapped around this heart of mine Trying hard to recognizeSee the face behind the eyesFeel your haunting ways like chains'Round my heart they still remain Steel bars, wrapped all around meI've been your prisoner since the day you found meI'm bound forever till the end of timeSteel bars wrapped around this heart of mine And with every step I takeEvery desperate move I makeIt's clear to meWhat can all my living meanWhen time itself is so obsceneWhen time itself don't mean a thing?I'm still loving you Steel bars, wrapped all around meI've been your prisoner since the day you found meI'm bound forever till the end of timeSteel bars wrapped around this heart of mine Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Greywind Posted January 7, 2020 Report Share Posted January 7, 2020 All aboard! Hahahahaha Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye... Crazy, but that's how it goesMillions of people living as foesMaybe it's not too lateTo learn how to love and forget how to hate Mental wounds not healingLife's a bitter shameI'm going off the rails on a crazy trainI'm going off the rails on a crazy train I've listened to preachers, I've listened to foolsI've watched all the dropouts who make their own rulesOne person conditioned to rule and controlThe media sells it and you live the role Mental wounds still screamingDriving me insaneI'm going off the rails on a crazy trainI'm going off the rails on a crazy train I know that things are going wrong for meYou gotta listen to my wordsYeah Heirs of a cold war, that's what we've becomeInheriting troubles, I'm mentally numbCrazy, I just cannot bearI'm living with something that just isn't fair Mental wounds stop healingWho and what's to blameI'm going off the rails on a crazy trainI'm going off the rails on a crazy train Michael Hopcroft 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Joe Walsh Posted January 7, 2020 Report Share Posted January 7, 2020 Hear that lonesome whippoorwill He sounds too blue to fly The midnight train is whining low I'm so lonesome I could cry I've never seen a night so long When time goes crawling by The moon just went behind the clouds To hide its face and cry Did you ever see a robin weep When leaves began to die? Like me, he's lost the will to live I'm so lonesome I could cry The silence of a falling star Lights up a purple sky And as I wonder where you are I'm so lonesome I could cry Pariah and Cancer 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Michael Hopcroft Posted January 10, 2020 Report Share Posted January 10, 2020 Welcome to the house To the Haus of Holbein! Ja, ooh ja, das ist gut Ooh ja, ja The Haus of Holbein! Hans Holbein goes around the world Painting all of the beautiful girls From Spain To France And Germany The king chooses one But which one will it be? You bring the corsets We'll bring the cinches No one wants a waist over nine inches So what, the makeup contains lead poison? At least your complexion will bring all the boys in Ignore the fear and you'll be fine We'll turn this vier into a nine So just say 'ja' and don't say 'nein' 'Cause now you're in the house In the Haus of Holbein! Ja, ooh ja, das ist gut Ooh ja, ja The Haus of Holbein! We must make sure the princesses look great When their time comes for a Holbein portrait We know what all the best inventions are To hold everything up Ja, it's wunderbar! For blonder hair, then you just add a magical ingredient From your bladder Try these heels, so high it's naughty But we cannot guarantee that you'll still walk at forty Ignore the fear and you'll be fine We'll turn this vier into a nine So just say 'ja' and don't say 'nein' 'Cause now you're in the house In the Haus of Holbein! Ooh ja, das ist gut Ooh ja, ja The Haus of Holbein! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Joe Walsh Posted January 10, 2020 Report Share Posted January 10, 2020 Say hey, good lookin' - what ya got cookin'? How's about cooking somethin' up with me? Hey, sweet baby - don't you think maybe We can find us a brand new recipe? I got a hot rod Ford, and a two dollar bill And I know a spot right over the hill There's soda pop and the dancing's free So if you wanna have fun, come along with me Say hey, good lookin' - what ya got cookin'? How's about cooking somethin' up with me? I'm free and ready, so we can go steady. How's about saving all your time for me? No more lookin' - I know I been tookin' Hows about keepin' steady company? I'm gonna throw my date book over the fence And buy me one for five or ten cents I'll keep it till it's covered with age Cause I'm writin' your name down on every page Say hey, good lookin' - what ya got cookin'? How's about cooking somethin' up with me? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted January 10, 2020 Report Share Posted January 10, 2020 You know what? I'm done, done, done Yeah, I'm gonna take my horse to the old town road I'm gonna ride 'til I can't no more I'm gonna take my horse to the old town road I'm gonna ride 'til I can't no more (Kio, Kio) I got the horses in the back Horse tack is attached Hat is matte black Got the boots that's black to match Ridin' on a horse, ha You can whip your Porsche I been in the valley You ain't been up off that porch, now Can't nobody tell me nothin' You can't tell me nothin' Can't nobody tell me nothin' You can't tell me nothin' Ridin' on a tractor Lean all in my bladder Cheated on my baby You can go and ask her My life is a movie Bull ridin' and boobies Cowboy hat from Gucci Wrangler on my booty Can't nobody tell me nothin' You can't tell me nothin' Can't nobody tell me nothin' You can't tell me nothin' Yeah, I'm gonna take my horse to the old town road I'm gonna ride 'til I can't no more I'm gonna take my horse to the old town road I'm gonna ride 'til I can't no more I got the— Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted January 10, 2020 Report Share Posted January 10, 2020 Life is a mystery everyone must stand alone I hear you call my name And it feels like home When you call my name it's like a little prayer I'm down on my knees, I wanna take you there In the midnight hour I can feel your power Just like a prayer You know I'll take you there I hear your voice, It's like an angel sighing I have no choice, I hear your voice Feels like flying I close my eyes, Oh, God, I think I'm falling Out of the sky, I close my eyes Heaven help me When you call my name it's like a little prayer I'm down on my knees, I wanna take you there In the midnight hour I can feel your power Just like a prayer You know I'll take you there When you call my name it's like a little prayer I'm down on my knees, I wanna take you there In the midnight hour I can feel your power Just like a prayer You know I'll take you there A mystery everyone must stand alone I hear you call my name And it feels like... (Just like a prayer, I'll take you there It's like a dream to me) When you call my name it's like a little prayer I'm down on my knees, I wanna take you there In the midnight hour I can feel your power Just like a prayer You know I'll take you there When you call my name it's like a little prayer I'm down on my knees, I wanna take you there In the midnight hour I can feel your power Just like a prayer You know I'll take you there Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted January 10, 2020 Report Share Posted January 10, 2020 Something in the way you love me won't let me be I don't want to be your prisoner so baby won't you set me free Stop playing with my heart Finish what you start When you make my love come down If you want me let me know Baby let it show Honey don't you fool around Just try to understand, I've given all I can, 'Cause you got the best of me Borderline feels like I'm going to lose my mind You just keep on pushing my love over the borderline Borderline feels like I'm going to lose my mind You just keep on pushing my love over the borderline Keep on pushing me baby Don't you know you drive me crazy You just keep on pushing my love over the borderline Something in your eyes is makin' such a fool of me When you hold me in your arms you love me till I just can't see But then you let me down, when I look around, baby you just can't be found Stop driving me away, I just wanna stay, There's something I just got to say Just try to understand, I've given all I can, 'Cause you got the best of me Borderline feels like I'm going to lose my mind You just keep on pushing my love over the borderline Keep on pushing me baby Don't you know you drive me crazy You just keep on pushing my love over the borderline Look what your love has done to me Come on baby set me free You just keep on pushing my love over the borderline You cause me so much pain, I think I'm going insane What does it take to make you see? You just keep on pushing my love over the borderline Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted January 10, 2020 Report Share Posted January 10, 2020 And you can dance For inspiration Come on I'm waiting Get into the groove Boy you've got to prove Your love to me, yeah Get up on your feet, yeah Step to the beat Boy what will it be Music can be such a revelation Dancing around you feel the sweet sensation We might be lovers if the rhythms right I hope this feeling never ends tonight Only when I'm dancing can I feel this free At night I lock the doors, where no one else can see I'm tired of dancing here all by myself Tonight I wanna dance with someone else Get into the groove Boy you've got to prove Your love to me, yeah Get up on your feet, yeah Step to the beat Boy what will it be Gonna get to know you in a special way This doesn't happen to me every day Don't try to hide it love wears no disguise I see the fire burning in your eyes Only when I'm dancing can I feel this free At night I lock the doors, where no one else can see I'm tired of dancing here all by myself Tonight I wanna dance with someone else Get into the groove Boy you've got to prove Your love to me, yeah Get up on your feet, yeah Step to the beat Boy what will it be Live out your fantasy here with me Just let the music set you free Touch my body, and move in time Now I know you're mine You've got to Get into the groove Boy you've got to prove Your love to me, yeah Get up on your feet, yeah Step to the beat Boy what will it be Only when I'm dancing can I feel this free At night I lock the doors, where no one else can see I'm tired of dancing here all by myself Tonight I wanna dance with someone else Live out your fantasy here with me Just let the music set you free Touch my body, and move in time Now I know you're mine Now I know you're mine, now I know you're mine Now I know you're mine, now I know you're mine You've got to Get into the groove Boy you've got to prove Your love to me, yeah Get up on your feet, yeah Step to the beat Boy what will it be Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ternaugh Posted January 10, 2020 Report Share Posted January 10, 2020 Hate it when the truth unravels Hate it when we don't get a spin Hate it when the enemy travels 'cause it's awfully un-American Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Greywind Posted January 12, 2020 Report Share Posted January 12, 2020 The clouds prepare for battleIn the dark and brooding silenceBruised and sullen storm cloudsHave the light of day obscuredLooming low and ominousIn twilight prematureThunderheads are rumblingIn a distant overture All at once,The clouds are partedLight streams downIn bright unbroken beams Follow men's eyesAs they look to the skiesThe shifting shafts of shiningWeave the fabric of their dreams Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pariah Posted January 12, 2020 Author Report Share Posted January 12, 2020 And did those feet in ancient time Walk upon England's mountains green? And was the holy Lamb of God On England's pleasent pastures seen? And did the countenance divine Shine forth upon our clouded hills? And was Jerusalem builded here Among those dark satanic mills? Bring me my bow of burning gold! Bring me my arrows of desire! Bring me my spear: O clouds unfold! Bring me my chariot of fire! I will not cease from mental fight Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand 'til we have built Jerusalem In England's green and pleasant land. Michael Hopcroft 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Michael Hopcroft Posted January 13, 2020 Report Share Posted January 13, 2020 I am not throwing away my shot I am not throwing away my shot Hey yo, I'm just like my country I'm young, scrappy and hungry And I'm not throwing away my shot I'ma get a scholarship to King's College I prob'ly shouldn't brag, but dag, I amaze and astonish The problem is I got a lot of brains but no polish I gotta holler just to be heard With every word, I drop knowledge I'm a diamond in the rough, a shiny piece of coal Tryin' to reach my goal my power of speech, unimpeachable Only nineteen but my mind is older These New York City streets get colder, I shoulder Every burden, every disadvantage I have learned to manage, I don't have a gun to brandish I walk these streets famished The plan is to fan this spark into a flame But damn, it's getting dark, so let me spell out the name I am the A-L-E-X-A-N-D-E-R we are meant to be A colony that runs independently Meanwhile, Britain keeps shittin' on us endlessly Essentially, they tax us relentlessly Then King George turns around, runs a spending spree He ain't ever gonna set his descendants free So there will be a revolution in this century Enter me, he says in parentheses Don't be shocked when your hist'ry book mentions me I will lay down my life if it sets us free Eventually, you'll see my ascendancy And I am not throwing away my shot I am not throwing away my shot Hey yo, I'm just like my country I'm young, scrappy and hungry And I'm not throwing away my shot I am not throwing away my shot I am not throwing away my shot Hey yo, I'm just like my country I'm young, scrappy and hungry And I'm not throwing away my shot It's time to take a shot I dream of life without a monarchy The unrest in France will lead to onarchy? Onarchy how you say, how you say, anarchy? When I fight, I make the other side panicky With my, shot Yo, I'm a tailor's apprentice And I got y'all knuckleheads in loco parentis I'm joining the rebellion 'cause I know it's my chance To socially advance, instead of sewin' some pants I'm gonna take a shot But we'll never be truly free Until those in bondage have the same rights as you and me You and I. Do or die. Wait till I sally in On a stallion with the first black battalion Have another shot Geniuses, lower your voices You keep out of trouble and you double your choices I'm with you, but the situation is fraught You've got to be carefully taught If you talk, you're gonna get shot Burr, check what we got Mister Lafayette, hard rock like Lancelot I think your pants look hot Laurens, I like you a lot Let's hatch a plot blacker than the kettle callin' the pot What are the odds the gods would put us all in one spot Poppin' a squat on conventional wisdom, like it or not A bunch of revolutionary manumission abolitionists? Give me a position, show me where the ammunition is Oh, am I talkin' too loud? Sometimes I get over excited, shoot off at the mouth I never had a group of friends before I promise that I'll make y'all proud Let's get this guy in front of a crowd I am not throwing away my shot I am not throwing away my shot Hey yo, I'm just like my country I'm young, scrappy and hungry And I'm not throwing away my shot I am not throwing away my shot I am not throwing away my shot Hey yo, I'm just like my country I'm young, scrappy and hungry And I'm not throwing away my shot Everybody sing Whoa, whoa, whoa Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa Ay, let 'em hear ya Let's go Whoa, whoa, whoa I said shout it to the rooftops Whoa, whoa, whoa said, to the rooftops Whoa, whoa, whoa come on Come on, let's go Rise up When you're living on your knees, you rise up Tell your brother that he's gotta rise up Tell your sister that she's gotta rise up When are these colonies gonna rise up? When are these colonies gonna rise up? When are these colonies gonna rise up? When are these colonies gonna rise up? Rise up I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory When's it gonna get me? In my sleep, seven feet ahead of me? If I see it comin', do I run or do I let it be? Is it like a beat without a melody? See, I never thought I'd live past twenty Where I come from some get half as many Ask anybody why we livin' fast and we laugh, reach for a flask We have to make this moment last, that's plenty Scratch that this is not a moment, it's the movement Where all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went? Foes oppose us, we take an honest stand We roll like Moses, claimin' our promised land And? If we win our independence? 'Zat a guarantee of freedom for our descendants? Or will the blood we shed begin an endless cycle of vengeance and death with no defendants? I know the action in the street is excitin' But Jesus, between all the bleedin' 'n fightin' I've been readin' 'n writin' We need to handle our financial situation Are we a nation of states what's the state of our nation? I'm past patiently waitin' I'm passionatelymashin' every expectation Every action's an act of creation I'm laughin' in the face of casualties and sorrow For the first time, I'm thinkin' past tomorrow And I am not throwing away my shot I am not throwing away my shot Hey yo, I'm just like my country I'm young, scrappy and hungry And I'm not throwing away my shot We're gonna rise up (time to take a shot) We're gonna rise up (time to take a shot) We're gonna, rise up, rise up It's time to take a shot Rise up, rise up, it's time to take a shot Rise up, it's time to take a shot Rise up, take a shot, shot, shot It's time to take a shot, time to take a shot And I am not throwing away my shot Not throwing away my shot! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted January 14, 2020 Report Share Posted January 14, 2020 Light switch, yellow fever, crawling up your bathroom wall Singing psychedelic praises to the depths of a china bowl You've got venom in your stomach, you've got poison in your head You should have listened to the priest at the confession When he offered you the sacred bread He knows, you know, he knows, you know He knows, you know, but he's got problems Fast feed, crystal fever, swarming through a fractured mind Chilling needles freeze emotion, the blind shall lead the blind You've got venom in you stomach, you've got poison in your head When your conscience whispered, the vein lines stiffened You were walking with the dead He knows, you know, he knows, you know, he knows, you know He's got experience, he's got experience, he knows, you know But he's got problems, problems, problems He knows... slash wrist, scarlet fever, crawled under your bathroom door Pumping arteries ooze their problems through the gap that the razor tore You've got venom in your stomach, you've got poison in your head You should have listened to your analyst's questions When you lay on his leather bed He knows, you know, he knows, you know H he knows, you know, but he's got problems Blank eyes, purple fever, streaming through the frosted pane You learned your lesson far to late from the links in a chemist chain You've got venom in your stomach, you've got poison in your head You should have stayed at home and talked with father Listen to the lies he fed He knows, you know, he knows, you know, He knows, you know, but he's got problems He knows, you know, he knows, you know, he knows, you know He's got experience, he's got experience, he knows, you know You know, you know, you know Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted January 14, 2020 Report Share Posted January 14, 2020 So here I am once more in the playground of the broken hearts One more experience, one more entry in a diary, self-penned Yet another emotional suicide overdosed on sentiment and pride Too late to say I love you, too late to re-stage the play Abandoning the relics in my playground of yesterday I'm losing on the swings, I'm losing on the roundabouts I'm losing on the swings, I'm losing on the roundabouts Too much, too soon, too far to go, too late to play, the game is over The game is over So here I am once more in the playground of the broken heart I'm losing on the swings, losing on the roundabouts, the game is over, over Yet another emotional suicide overdosed on sentiment and pride I'm losing on the swings, losing on the roundabouts, the game is over Too late to say I love you, too late to re-stage the play The game is over I act the role in classic style of a martyr carved with twisted smile To bleed the lyric for this song to write the rites to right my wrongs An epitaph to a broken dream to exorcise this silent scream A scream that's borne from sorrow I never did write that love song, the words just never seemed to flow Now sad in reflection did I gaze through perfection And examine the shadows on the other side of the morning And examine the shadows on the other side of mourning Promised wedding now a wake The fool escaped from paradise will look over his shoulder and cry Sit and chew on daffodils and struggle to answer why ? As you grow up and leave the playground Where you kissed your prince and found your frog Remember the jester that showed you tears, the script for tears So I'll hold our peace forever when you wear your bridal gown In the silence of my shame the mute that sang the sirens' song Has gone solo in the game, I've gone solo in the game But the game is over Can you still say you love me Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted January 14, 2020 Report Share Posted January 14, 2020 Washing machine, pinstripe dream Stripped the gloss from a beauty queen Found our nest, in the Daily Express Met the vicar in a holy vest Brought up the children Church of E Now I vegetate with a colour TV Worst ever thing that ever happened to me Oh, for D.I.V.O.R.C.E., oh Judy Whatever happened to pillow fights Whatever happened to jeans so tight, Friday nights Whatever happened to lover's lane Whatever happened to passion games Sunday walks in the pouring rain Curling tongs, mogadons "I got a headache baby, don't take so long" Single beds, middle age dread Losing the war in the Waistlands spread Who left the cap of the toothpaste tube Who forgot to flush the loo Leave your sweaty socks outside the door Don't walk across my polished floor, oh Judy Whatever happened to morning smiles Whatever happened to wicked wiles, permissive styles Whatever happened to twinkling eyes, hard fast drives Complements on unnatural size Propping up a bar, family car Sweating out a mortgage as a balding clerk World war three, suburbanshee Just slip her these pills and I'll be free No more Judy, Judy, Judy no more Goodbye Judy Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted January 14, 2020 Report Share Posted January 14, 2020 I was walking in the park dreaming of a spark When I heard the sprinklers whisper Shimmer in the haze of summer lawns Then I heard the children singing They were running through the rainbows They were singing a song for you Well it seemed to be a song for you The one I wanted to write for you, for you Lavenders blue, dilly dilly, lavenders green When I am King, dilly dilly, you will be Queen A penny for your thoughts my dear A penny for your thoughts my dear I.O.U. for your love, IOU for your love Lavenders green, dilly dilly, lavenders blue When you love me, dilly dilly, I will love you A penny for your thoughts my dear A penny for your thoughts my dear IOU for your love, IOU for your love For your love Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted January 14, 2020 Report Share Posted January 14, 2020 I'd be really pleased to meet you if I could remember your name But I got problems of the memory ever since I got a winner in the fame game I'm a citizen of Legoland travellin' incommunicado And I don't give a damn for the Fleet Street aficionados But I don't want to be the back-page interview I don't want launderette anonymity I want my hand prints in the concrete on Sunset Boulevard A dummy in Tussauds you'll see Incommunicado, incommunicado I'm a Marquee veteran, a multimedia bonafide celebrity I've got an allergy to Perrier, daylight and responsibility I'm a rootin'-tootin' cowboy, the Peter Pan, the street credibility Always taking the point with the dawn patrol fraternity Sometimes it seems like I've been here before When I hear opportunity kicking in my door Call it synchronicity call it deja vu I just put my faith in destiny - it's the way that I choose But I don't want to be a tin can tied To the bumper of a wedding limousine Or currently residing in the where are they now file A toupee on the cabaret scene I want to do adverts for American Express cards Talk shows on prime time TV A villa in France, my own cocktail bar And that's where you're gonna find me Incommunicado, incommunicado Sometimes it seems like I've been here before When I hear opportunity kicking in my door Call it synchronicity call it deja vu I just put my faith in destiny - it's the way that I choose Incommunicado, incommunicado It's the only way Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted January 14, 2020 Report Share Posted January 14, 2020 I was flicking through the channels on the TV On a Sunday in Milwaukee in the rain Trying to piece together conversations Trying to find out where to lay the blame But when it comes right down to it there's no use trying to pretend For when it gets right down to it there's no one here that's left to blame Blame it on me, you can blame it on me We're just sugar mice in the rain I heard Sinatra calling me through the floorboards Where you pay a quarter for a partnership in rhyme To the jukebox crying in the corner While the waitress is counting out the time For when it comes right down to it there's no use trying to pretend For when it gets right down to it there's no one really left to blame Blame it on me, you can blame it on me We're just sugar mice in the rain 'Cos I know what I feel, know what I want I know what I am Daddy took a raincheck ' Cos I know what I want, know what I feel I know what I need Daddy took a raincheck, your daddy took a raincheck Ain't no one in here that's left to blame but me Blame it on me, blame it on me Well the toughest thing that I ever did was talk to the kids on the phone When I heard them asking questions I knew that you were all alone Can't you understand that the government left me out of work I just couldn't stand the looks on their faces saying, "What a jerk" So if you want my address it's number one at the end of the bar Where I sit with the broken angels clutching at straws and nursing our scars Blame it on me, blame it on me, Sugar mice in the rain, your daddy took a raincheck Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted January 14, 2020 Report Share Posted January 14, 2020 I feel so strange what's wrong with me You've got a problem that you can't see But I've got a feeling all the rumours are true I see the girl's got a hook in you You carry on believing That you can take or leave it Now who are you deceiving Cause when its own up time She's in back of your mind She's got her hooks in you You said you'd never let it happen again You spend your money and you're deeper in Your fair-weather friends call two by two To let you know what's wrong with you But now your heartbeat's thumpin' You watch your nerve ends jumpin' Well I can tell you something When it's own up time You're gonna toe the line She's got her hooks in you She's got her hooks in me too Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted January 14, 2020 Report Share Posted January 14, 2020 You may not recall the moment that you asked me But your invitation was clear You'll pretend you've never met me but it's far to late Now I'm here Cause I'm the one who knows what scares you I'm the one who loves you best I'm the thirteenth at the table I'm the uninvited guest I'm the Banquo at your banquet I'm the cuckoo in your nest I'm your fifteen-stone first-footer I'm the uninvited guest I was there when you said insincere "I love you's" To a woman who wasn't your wife And I fronted you the money That you ran away and blew On the biggest regret of your life Cause I'm the one who knows what scares you I'm the who loves you best I'm the thirteenth at the table I'm the uninvited guest I'm the Banquo at your banquet I'm the cuckoo in your nest I'm your New Year's resolution I'm the uninvited guest I'm the face you hoped you'd never see But always knew you would I'm the one thing you knew you shouldn't do But did because you could I'm the evil in your bloodstream I'm the rash upon your skin And you made a big mistake all right The day you let me in And you can fly to the other side of the world You know you'll only find I've reserved the seat behind you We can talk about old times Cause I'm the one who knows what scares you I'm the who loves you best I'm the thirteenth at the table I'm the uninvited guest I'm the Banquo at your banquet I'm the cuckoo in your nest I'm your fifteen-stone first-footer I'm the uninvited guest Let me in ! I'm your New Year's resolution I'm the uninvited guest Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted January 14, 2020 Report Share Posted January 14, 2020 I found smog at the end of my rainbow I found my thoughts shift slowly into phase Declared the constitution of the walkway I realise it's time to plan the day I'm a Market Square hero gathering the storms to troop Cause I'm a Market Square hero speeding the beat of the street pulse Are you following me, are you following me ? Well suffer my pretty warriors and follow me I got a golden handshake that nearly broke my arm I left the ranks of shuffling graveyard people I got rust upon my hands from the padlocked factory gates Silent chimneys provide the silent steeples Cause I'm a Market Square hero gathering the storms to troop Cause I'm a Market Square hero speeding the beat of the street pulse Are you following me, are you following me ? Well suffer my pretty children and follow me, follow me I am your Antichrist show me allegiance, Are you following me ? I am your Antichrist pledge to me defiance, Are you following me ? Suffer my pretty warriors, Suffer my fallen child, Are you following me ? The time has come to conquer and I'll provide your end We march I give peace signs when I wage war in the disco I'm the warrior in the ultra violet haze Armed with antisocial insecurity I plan the path of destiny from this maze Cause I'm a Market Square hero gathering the storms to troop Cause I'm a Market Square hero speeding the beat of the street pulse Are you following me, are you following me ? Well suffer my fallen angels and follow me I'm the Market Square hero, I'm the Market Square hero We are Market Square Heroes, to be Market Square Heroes Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted January 14, 2020 Report Share Posted January 14, 2020 Midnight suns bid moors farewell, retreats from charging dusk Mountain echo, curfews bell, signal ending tasks They place their faith in oaken doors, cower in candlelight The panic seeps through bloodstained floors as Grendel stalks the night Earth rim walker seeks his meals Prepare the funeral pyres The shaper's songs no longer heal the fear Within their eyes, their eyes Wooden figures, pagan gods, stare blindly cross the sea Appeal for help from ocean fogs, for saviour born of dreams They know their lives are forfeit now, priestly head they bow in shame They cannot face the trembling crowd that flinch in Grendel's name Earth rim walker seeks his meals Prepare the funeral pyres The shaper's songs no longer heal the fear Within their eyes, their eyes As Grendel leaves his mossy home beneath the stagnant mere Along the forest path he roams to Hrothgar's hall so clear He knows that victory is secured, his charm will testify His claws will drip with mortal blood as moonbeams haunt the sky Earth rim walker seeks his meals Prepare the funeral pyres The shaper's songs no longer heal the fear Within their eyes, their eyes Silken membranes span his path, fingerprints in dew Denizens of twilight lands humbly beg him through Mother nature's bastard child shunned by leaf and stream An alien in an alien land seeks solace within dreams The shaper's lies his poisoned tongue malign with mocking harp Beguiling queen her innocence offends his icy heart Hounds freeze in silence bewitched by the reptile spell Sulphurous essence pervades round the grassy dell Heorot awaits him like lamb to the butcher's knife Stellular heavens ignore even children's cries Screams are his music, lightning his guide Raping the darkness, death by his side Chants rise in terror, free round the oaken beams Flickering firelight portraying the grisly scene Warriors advance, prepare for the nightmare foe Futile their sacrifice as even their hearts must know Heroes delusion, with feet in the grave Lurker at the threshold, he cares not for the brave, he cares not for the brave So you thought that your bolts and your locks would keep me out You should have known better after all this time You're gonna pay in blood for all your vicious slander With your ugly pale skins and your putrid blue eyes Why should I feel pity when you kill your own and feel no shame God's on my side, sure as hell, I'm gonna take no blame I'm gonna take no blame, I'm gonna take no blame So you say you believe in all of Mother Nature's laws You lust for gold with your sharpened knives Oh when your hoards are gathered and your enemies left to rot You pray with your bloodstained hands at the feet of your pagan gods Then you try to place the killer's blade in my hand You call for justice and distort the truth Well I've had enough of all your pretty pretty speeches Receive your punishment, Expose your throats to my righteous claws And let the blood flow, and let the blood flow, flow, flow, flow. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted January 14, 2020 Report Share Posted January 14, 2020 Three boats down from the candy, vacant deck chairs on a floodlit beach Three boats down from the candy, rollers coast invade the deepest sleep Three boats down from the candy, carnal dancer let their senses preach It's a social disease, it's the new moral cancer Don't think crying wolf will give you the answer You ask for my love on the strength of a kiss But can't you just play for experience ? I'm a poet, I'm a poet, I'm a minstrel, I'm a minstrel, I don't need your chains Romance lies in ruin let debauchery reign, let it rain Wipe the tears from your eyes, wipe the sweat from your thighs Don't crawl to me with sentiment, my laughter drowns your cries You're a memory trapped on Polaroid, a puppet drawn on celluloid So drink the wine, confess your sin, just flotsam in a silent void Three boats down from the candy, I'll remember you Three boats down from the candy, much to much to lose Three boats down from the candy, those words were never true Three boats down from the candy, I'll remember you I'll remember you, I'll remember you Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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