death tribble Posted March 10, 2016 Report Share Posted March 10, 2016 On the floating, ship less oceansI did all my best to smileTill your singing eyes and fingersDrew me loving to your isleAnd you sang, "Sail to meSail to me, let me enfold you"Here I am, here I amWaiting to hold you Did I dream you dreamed about me?Were you here when I was full sail?Now my foolish boat is leaningBroken lovelorn on your rocks For you sang, "Touch me notTouch me not, come back tomorrow"Ohh my heart, ohh my heartShies from the sorrow Well, I'm as puzzled as a newborn childI'm as riddled as the tideShould I stand amid the breakers?Or shall I lie with death my bride? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted March 10, 2016 Report Share Posted March 10, 2016 Come closer and seeSee into the treesFind the girlIf you canCome closer and seeSee into the darkJust follow your eyesJust follow your eyesI hear her voiceCalling my nameThe sound is deepIn the darkI hear her voiceAnd start to runInto the treesInto the treesInto the treesSuddenly I stopBut I know it's too lateI'm lost in a forestAll aloneThe girl was never thereIt's always the sameI'm running towards nothingAgain and again and again and again Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted March 10, 2016 Report Share Posted March 10, 2016 When your day is longAnd the night, the night is yours aloneWhen you're sure you've had enoughOf this life, well hang onDon't let yourself go'Cause everybody criesAnd everybody hurts sometimesSometimes everything is wrongNow it's time to sing alongWhen your day is night alone (Hold on, hold on)If you feel like letting go (Hold on)If you think you've had too muchOf this life, well hang onEverybody hurtsTake comfort in your friendsEverybody hurtsDon't throw your hand, oh no Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted March 10, 2016 Report Share Posted March 10, 2016 She lives in a fairy taleSomewhere too far for us to findForgotten the taste and smellOf a world that she's left behindIt's all about the exposure the lens I told herThe angles are all wrong nowShe's ripping wings off of butterfliesKeep your feet on the groundWhen your head's in the cloudsWell go get your shovelAnd we'll dig a deep holeTo bury the castle, bury the castleGo get your shovelAnd we'll dig a deep holeTo bury the castle, bury the castle Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted March 10, 2016 Report Share Posted March 10, 2016 Welcome to your lifeThere's no turning backEven while we sleepWe will find youActing on your best behaviourTurn your back on mother natureEverybody wants to rule the worldIt's my own designIt's my own remorseHelp me to decideHelp me make the mostOf freedom and of pleasureNothing ever lasts foreverEverybody wants to rule the worldThere's a room where the light won't find youHolding hands while the walls come tumbling downWhen they do I'll be right behind youSo glad we've almost made itSo sad they had to fade itEverybody wants to rule the worldI can't stand this indecisionMarried with a lack of visionEverybody wants to rule the worldSay that you'll never never never never need itOne headline why believe it ?Everybody wants to rule the worldAll for freedom and for pleasureNothing ever lasts foreverEverybody wants to rule the world Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted March 10, 2016 Report Share Posted March 10, 2016 Kick it!You wake up late for school man you don't wanna goYou ask you mom, "Please?" but she still says, "No!"You missed two classes and no homeworkBut your teacher preaches class like you're some kind of jerkYou gotta fight for your right to partyYou pops caught you smoking and he said, "No way!"That hypocrite smokes two packs a dayMan, living at home is such a dragNow your mom threw away your best porno mag (Busted!)You gotta fight for your right to partyDon't step out of this house if that's the clothes you're gonna wearI'll kick you out of my home if you don't cut that hairYour mom busted in and said, "What's that noise?"Aw, mom you're just jealous it's the Beastie Boys!You gotta fight for your right to party Old Man 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted March 10, 2016 Report Share Posted March 10, 2016 Oh my baby baby I love you more than I can tellI don't think I can live without youAnd I know that I never willOh my baby baby I want you so it scares me to deathI can't say anymore than "I love you"Everything else is a waste of breathI want youYou've had your fun you don't get well no moreI want youYour fingernails go dragging down the wallBe careful darling you might fallI want youI woke up and one of us was cryingI want youYou said "Young man I do believe you're dying"I want youIf you need a second opinion as you seem to do these daysI want youYou can look in my eyes and you can count the waysI want youDid you mean to tell me but seem to forgetI want youSince when were you so generous and inarticulateI want youIt's the stupid details that my heart is breaking forIt's the way your shoulders shake and what they're shaking forI want youIt's knowing that he knows you now after only guessingIt's the thought of him undressing you or you undressingI want youHe tossed some tatty compliment your wayI want youAnd you were fool enough to love it when he said"I want you"I want youThe truth can't hurt you it's just like the darkIt scares you witlessBut in time you see things clear and starkI want youGo on and hurt me then we'll let it dropI want youI'm afraid I won't know where to stopI want youI'm not ashamed to say I cried for youI want youI want to know the things you did that we do tooI want youI want to hear he pleases you more than I doI want youI might as well be useless for all it means to youI want youDid you call his name out as he held you downI want youOh no my darling not with that clownI want youI want youYou've had your fun you don't get well no moreI want youNo-one who wants you could want you moreI want youI want youI want youEvery night when I go off to bed and when I wake upI want youI'm going to say it again 'til I instill itI know I'm going to feel this way until you kill itI want youI want youI want you Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted March 10, 2016 Report Share Posted March 10, 2016 Something in the moonlight catches my eyeThe shadow of a lover goes dancing byLooking for a little bit of love to grow, soGive me love, give me heart and soulYou never let me cross to the other side nowI'm tied to the hope that you will somehowHard on the heels of something moreBut I lost your love, heart and soul The tear in my heart as you walk on by (more than an ocean)I feel so low and your head is highEverything you do convinces me more, please (keeps us apart)Give me love, give me heart and soulLooking to the day when I saw your face (I feel a tearing in half of my heart)I wasn't in the running, I wasn't in the raceYou move in a way that I've known beforeNow I want your love, heart and soul Old Man 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pariah Posted March 10, 2016 Author Report Share Posted March 10, 2016 Can you see me? Do you know my position? How quick is your eye? I have no home, no reason to roam Yet I travel the length of the skyI stretch my fingers, jagged, icy white, 'till my energy's all aroundMy clutch is swift, my force is fearful, I convey it without a soundI live to free the skies from everyone Watch me run! The north wind rises Old man's eyes wondering deeply as he locks his doorHe knows the fear when I'm too near him He's seen me angry beforeThe black intruding clouds approach as I release a destructive blowAll the crashing, all the flashing light brings terror upon my foeI fight with force and power for my landI command the lightning's hand! (Run for cover) Oh your life is in vain if you try to escape me(Don't look back) Oh your wealthy world cannot save you'Cause I'm gonna break you!I hear them moan, I hear them weep Because they feel I belong to the devilThey feel the pain, and will again Until they stop reaching up for this levelNo one will defeat me, no one canI command the lightning's hand! Cancer 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sundog Posted March 10, 2016 Report Share Posted March 10, 2016 But now I look to the stars, with an ache in my heart, for the man who rocked the world is going home. I want to hear one more song, oh let the music live on, the man who rocked the world is going home. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pariah Posted March 10, 2016 Author Report Share Posted March 10, 2016 StarsIn your multitudesScarce to be countedFilling the darknessWith order and lightYou are the sentinelsSilent and sureKeeping watch in the nightKeeping watch in the nightYou know your place in the skyYou hold your course and your aimAnd each in your seasonReturns and returnsAnd is always the sameAnd if you fall as Lucifer fellYou fall in flame! death tribble and tkdguy 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Old Man Posted March 10, 2016 Report Share Posted March 10, 2016 He's got a road map of Jupiter A radar fix on the stars All along the highway She's got a liquid-crystal compass A picture book of the rivers Under the Sahara They travel in the time of the prophets On a desert highway straight to the heart of the sun Like lovers and heroes, and the restless part of everyone We're only at home when we're on the run On the run Cygnia, Ternaugh, death tribble and 1 other 4 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pariah Posted March 10, 2016 Author Report Share Posted March 10, 2016 Jack, relax Get busy with the facts No zodiacs or almanacs No maniacs in polyester slacks Just the facts Gonna kick some gluteus max It's a parallax, you dig? You move around The small gets big It's a rig It's action, reaction Random interaction So who's afraid of a little abstraction? Can't get no satisfaction With the facts? You'd better run, homeboy That's a fact from Rome to Nome, boy Cygnia, death tribble and Ternaugh 3 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cygnia Posted March 10, 2016 Report Share Posted March 10, 2016 Like a million little doorwaysAll the choices we madeAll the stages we passed throughAll the roles we playedFor so many different directionsOur separate paths might have turnedWith every door that we openedEvery bridge that we burnedSomehow we find each otherThrough all that masqueradeSomehow we found each otherSomehow we have stayedIn a state of graceI don't believe in destinyOr the guiding hand of fateI don't believe in foreverOr love as a mystical stateI don't believe in the stars or the planetsOr angels watching from aboveBut I believe there's a ghost of a chance we can find someone to loveAnd make it last...Like a million little crossroadsThrough the back streets of youthEach time we turn a new cornerA tiny moment of truthFor so many different connectionsOur separate paths might have madeWith every door that we openedEvery game we playedSomehow we find each otherThrough all that masqueradeSomehow we found each otherSomehow we have stayedIn a state of graceI don't believe in destinyOr the guiding hand of fateI don't believe in foreverOr love as a mystical stateI don't believe in the stars or the planetsOr angels watching from aboveBut I believe there's a ghost of a chance we can find someone to loveAnd make it last... Ternaugh, Pariah and death tribble 3 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Enforcer84 Posted March 11, 2016 Report Share Posted March 11, 2016 Johnny Wong keeps trying to get it right Way down in Suckerville tonight When darkness falls in the neon lights He feels like walking dynamite And he knows he could never win He's just trying to lose a little more slowly Bound for glory (Bound for glory) The lost but never lonely Bound for glory (Bound for glory) Bound for livin' on the edge Bound for glory (Bound for glory) The righteous and unholy Desperation always tells a story I would have rebuilt Jericho For nights as good as this Another shot of redemption And it's taste in every kiss Elvis in the backroom, Jesus on the wall Mary's on the whiskey, there's shadows in the hall Bound for glory (Bound for glory) The lost but never lonely Bound for glory (Bound for glory) Bound for livin' on the edge Bound for glory (Bound for glory) The righteous and unholy Desperation always tells a story [instrumental break] We all know we can never win We're all trying to lose a little more slowly We gotta get through this world, free or die tryin' Ride that downtown train hell-bound for glory Bound for glory (Bound for glory) The lost but never lonely Bound for glory (Bound for glory) Bound for livin' on the edge Bound for glory (Bound for glory) The righteous and unholy Desperation always tells a story Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tkdguy Posted March 11, 2016 Report Share Posted March 11, 2016 Oh, you come on like a dream Peaches and cream Lips like strawberry wine You're sixteen, you're beautiful, and you're mine. You're all ribbons and curls Ooh what a girl Eyes that sparkle and shine You're sixteen, you're beautiful, and you're mine. death tribble and Cancer 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ternaugh Posted March 11, 2016 Report Share Posted March 11, 2016 Brezhnev took AfghanistanBegin took BeirutGaltieri took the Union JackAnd Maggie, over lunch one day,Took a cruiser with all handsApparently, to make him give it back Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted March 11, 2016 Report Share Posted March 11, 2016 My name is Jack and I live in the back of the Greta Garbo homeWith friends I will remember wherever I may roamAnd my name is Jack and I live in the backOf the Greta Garbo home for wayward boys and girlsWe all love Jack, we live in the backOf the Greta Garbo home for wayward boys and girlsThere goes Fred with his hands on his head cause he thinks he's heard the bombAnd here comes Superman who really puts it onThere's lots of fun and I love to run up and down the stairsI make as much noise as I want and no one ever cares Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted March 11, 2016 Report Share Posted March 11, 2016 Count the days into years Yes, eighty-two brings many fears Yesterday's laughter turns to tears His arms and legs don't feel so strong His heart is weak, there's something wrong Opens windows in despair Tries to breathe in some fresh air His conscience cries, "Get on your feet Without you, Jack, the town can't eat". Grocer Jack, Grocer Jack, get off your back, go into town, don't let them down, oh no, no. Grocer Jack, Grocer Jack, get off your back, go into town, don't let them down, oh no, no. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted March 11, 2016 Report Share Posted March 11, 2016 Mother, motherThere's too many of you cryingBrother, brother, brotherThere's far too many of you dyingYou know we've got to find a wayTo bring some lovin' here today - YaFather, fatherWe don't need to escalateYou see, war is not the answerFor only love can conquer hateYou know we've got to find a wayTo bring some lovin' here todayPicket lines and picket signsDon't punish me with brutalityTalk to me, so you can seeOh, what's going onWhat's going onYa, what's going onAh, what's going on tkdguy 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted March 11, 2016 Report Share Posted March 11, 2016 Take me to the desert where there's got to beA whole heap of nothing for you and meTake me to the desert, take me to the sandShow me the color of your right hand You have placed a chill in my heartYou have placed a chill in my heart Love is a temple, love is a shrineBuy some love at the five and dimeA little bit of love from the counter storeGet it on credit if you need some more I'll be the figure of your disgraceA criss cross pattern upon your faceA woman's just too tired to thinkAbout the dirty old dishes in the kitchen sink Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted March 11, 2016 Report Share Posted March 11, 2016 'Cos there's so much to choose from.There's brown bread, white bread,All sorts of wholemeal bread;It comes in funny packagesWith writing on the side,But it doesn't matter which one you have'Cos when you cut the crusts off,Have it with marmaladeOr butter, cheese, tomatoes, beans,BananaOr chocolate if you're strange,It doesn't really matter.Oh no, it all goes with toast,Just toast. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted March 11, 2016 Report Share Posted March 11, 2016 Touch meHow can it beBelieve meThe sun always shines on T.VHold meClose to your heartTouch meAnd give all your love to meTo me... Cygnia 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted March 11, 2016 Report Share Posted March 11, 2016 Beat me up with your letters, your walk out notes,Funny how you still find me right here at home.Legs up with a book and a drink,Now is that love that's making you think.You've called my bluff I'm not so hot,Now is that loveMy assets froze while yours have dropped,Now is that, is thatIt's the cupid cupid cupid disguiseThat more or less survivedNow that is love. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted March 11, 2016 Report Share Posted March 11, 2016 As I was goin' over the Cork and Kerry mountains.I saw Captain Farrell and his money he was countin'.I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier.I said stand o'er and deliver or the devil he may take ya. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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