Its true, I felt a deep primitive connection to the artist when he declared that he was the hiphopapotamus and that his assosciate was the rhymenocerasEl Dwarfio said:
Best Lyrics of any Song?
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As sure as Mount Kilimanjaro rises like Olympus above the Serengeti Plain
I seek to cure what's deep inside, frightened of this thing that I've become
...no wait not best lyrics, oh what's the phrase I'm looking for...worst lyrics that's it.
At the moment I like either
or
I've always liked "Jesus died for somebodies sins, but not mine, my sins are my own, they belong to me" as well.
I seek to cure what's deep inside, frightened of this thing that I've become
...no wait not best lyrics, oh what's the phrase I'm looking for...worst lyrics that's it.
At the moment I like either
you just step right up
step right up
that's right it fillets
it chops, it dices, it slices
it never stops
lasts a lifetime, it mows your lawn
and it mows your lawn
it picks up the kids from school
it gets rid of unwanted facial hair
it gets rid of embarassing age spots
it delivers the pizza
and it lengthens
and it strengthens
and it finds that slipper that's been at large under the
chaise lounge for several weeks
and it plays a mean rhythm master
it makes excuses for unwanted lipstick on your collar
and it's only a dollar
step right up
it's only a dollar
step right up
step right up
that's right it fillets
it chops, it dices, it slices
it never stops
lasts a lifetime, it mows your lawn
and it mows your lawn
it picks up the kids from school
it gets rid of unwanted facial hair
it gets rid of embarassing age spots
it delivers the pizza
and it lengthens
and it strengthens
and it finds that slipper that's been at large under the
chaise lounge for several weeks
and it plays a mean rhythm master
it makes excuses for unwanted lipstick on your collar
and it's only a dollar
step right up
it's only a dollar
step right up
or
the fucking cops are fucking keen
to fucking keep it fucking clean
the fucking chief's a fucking swine
who fucking draws a fucking line
at fucking fun and fucking games
the fucking kids he fucking blames
are nowehere to be fucking found
anywhere in chicken town
the fucking scene is fucking sad
the fucking news is fucking bad
the fucking weed is fucking turf
the fucking speed is fucking surf
the fucking folks are fucking daft
don't make me fucking laugh
it fucking hurts to look around
everywhere in chicken town
the fucking train is fucking late
you fucking wait you fucking wait
you're fucking lost and fucking found
stuck in fucking chicken town
the fucking view is fucking vile
for fucking miles and fucking miles
the fucking babies fucking cry
the fucking flowers fucking die
the fucking food is fucking muck
the fucking drains are fucking fucked
the colour scheme is fucking brown
everywhere in chicken town
the fucking pubs are fucking dull
the fucking clubs are fucking full
of fucking girls and fucking guys
with fucking murder in their eyes
a fucking bloke is fucking stabbed
waiting for a fucking cab
you fucking stay at fucking home
the fucking neighbors fucking moan
keep the fucking racket down
this is fucking chicken town
the fucking train is fucking late
you fucking wait you fucking wait
you're fucking lost and fucking found
stuck in fucking chicken town
the fucking pies are fucking old
the fucking chips are fucking cold
the fucking beer is fucking flat
the fucking flats have fucking rats
the fucking clocks are fucking wrong
the fucking days are fucking long
it fucking gets you fucking down
evidently chicken town
to fucking keep it fucking clean
the fucking chief's a fucking swine
who fucking draws a fucking line
at fucking fun and fucking games
the fucking kids he fucking blames
are nowehere to be fucking found
anywhere in chicken town
the fucking scene is fucking sad
the fucking news is fucking bad
the fucking weed is fucking turf
the fucking speed is fucking surf
the fucking folks are fucking daft
don't make me fucking laugh
it fucking hurts to look around
everywhere in chicken town
the fucking train is fucking late
you fucking wait you fucking wait
you're fucking lost and fucking found
stuck in fucking chicken town
the fucking view is fucking vile
for fucking miles and fucking miles
the fucking babies fucking cry
the fucking flowers fucking die
the fucking food is fucking muck
the fucking drains are fucking fucked
the colour scheme is fucking brown
everywhere in chicken town
the fucking pubs are fucking dull
the fucking clubs are fucking full
of fucking girls and fucking guys
with fucking murder in their eyes
a fucking bloke is fucking stabbed
waiting for a fucking cab
you fucking stay at fucking home
the fucking neighbors fucking moan
keep the fucking racket down
this is fucking chicken town
the fucking train is fucking late
you fucking wait you fucking wait
you're fucking lost and fucking found
stuck in fucking chicken town
the fucking pies are fucking old
the fucking chips are fucking cold
the fucking beer is fucking flat
the fucking flats have fucking rats
the fucking clocks are fucking wrong
the fucking days are fucking long
it fucking gets you fucking down
evidently chicken town
I've always liked "Jesus died for somebodies sins, but not mine, my sins are my own, they belong to me" as well.
I can only think of a sarcastic answer although this song has a lot of lyrical meaning
(only the first 1:56 seconds)
Nine Inch Nails' "Right Where It Belongs" has been getting played a lot on my itunes because I love the lyrics for it.
"Right Where It Belongs"
See the animal in his cage that you built
Are you sure what side you're on?
Better not look him too closely in the eye
Are you sure what side of the glass you are on?
See the safety of the life you have built
Everything where it belongs
Feel the hollowness inside of your heart
And it's all
Right where it belongs
[Chorus:]
What if everything around you
Isn't quite as it seems?
What if all the world you think you know
Is an elaborate dream?
And if you look at your reflection
Is it all you want it to be?
What if you could look right through the cracks?
Would you find yourself
Find yourself afraid to see?
What if all the world's inside of your head
Just creations of your own?
Your devils and your gods
All the living and the dead
And you're really all alone?
You can live in this illusion
You can choose to believe
You keep looking but you can't find the woods
While you're hiding in the trees
[Chorus:]
What if everything around you
Isn't quite as it seems?
What if all the world you used to know
Is an elaborate dream?
And if you look at your reflection
Is it all you want it to be?
What if you could look right through the cracks
Would you find yourself
Find yourself afraid to see?
See the animal in his cage that you built
Are you sure what side you're on?
Better not look him too closely in the eye
Are you sure what side of the glass you are on?
See the safety of the life you have built
Everything where it belongs
Feel the hollowness inside of your heart
And it's all
Right where it belongs
[Chorus:]
What if everything around you
Isn't quite as it seems?
What if all the world you think you know
Is an elaborate dream?
And if you look at your reflection
Is it all you want it to be?
What if you could look right through the cracks?
Would you find yourself
Find yourself afraid to see?
What if all the world's inside of your head
Just creations of your own?
Your devils and your gods
All the living and the dead
And you're really all alone?
You can live in this illusion
You can choose to believe
You keep looking but you can't find the woods
While you're hiding in the trees
[Chorus:]
What if everything around you
Isn't quite as it seems?
What if all the world you used to know
Is an elaborate dream?
And if you look at your reflection
Is it all you want it to be?
What if you could look right through the cracks
Would you find yourself
Find yourself afraid to see?
Also a very good choice. I love Enter Shikari.ZehMadScientist said:
One could argue the best lyrics of a song will change depending on the person's mood at the time, but that is probably irrelevant. That being said, I leave you with this:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cXSOD1N5lR4
(I apologize for not knowing how to embed the video)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cXSOD1N5lR4
(I apologize for not knowing how to embed the video)
A subtle and artistic commentary into human sexuality. Simply beautiful.
http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/227565
http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/227565
All three are by Frank Turner
Long Live the queen - Bloody beautiful song written by him for his friend who died of cancer.
http://youtu.be/_RbNdwY4ujw
Wessex Boy - All about home towns and growing up.
http://youtu.be/kT0676muGrs
The Ballad of me and my friends - Just a fun song that reminds me of good mates
http://youtu.be/e50RPvxRqUY
Seriously though, this man is a god-damned genius.
Long Live the queen - Bloody beautiful song written by him for his friend who died of cancer.
http://youtu.be/_RbNdwY4ujw
Wessex Boy - All about home towns and growing up.
http://youtu.be/kT0676muGrs
The Ballad of me and my friends - Just a fun song that reminds me of good mates
http://youtu.be/e50RPvxRqUY
Seriously though, this man is a god-damned genius.
Endzeit-
"Nothing, just nothing, nothing will wipe this heart
and no one, just no one, no one will break this front line.
We are, we are, we are the final ones
We are, we are the, we are the final resistance.
The Sound of Truth-
"We have all heard what we wanted to hear, truth that sounds right to our ears"
Doomsayer-
"And who can save you? Not there Gods and not there masters.
And who will free you? Look in the mirror."
And for all you Enter Shikari fans pretty much anything off A Flash Flood of Colour but a personal favourite:
Sssnakepit-
"Yeah, yeah we're nice guys... UNTIL WE'RE NOT"
Lol'd for about ten minutes after hearing that
"Nothing, just nothing, nothing will wipe this heart
and no one, just no one, no one will break this front line.
We are, we are, we are the final ones
We are, we are the, we are the final resistance.
The Sound of Truth-
"We have all heard what we wanted to hear, truth that sounds right to our ears"
Doomsayer-
"And who can save you? Not there Gods and not there masters.
And who will free you? Look in the mirror."
And for all you Enter Shikari fans pretty much anything off A Flash Flood of Colour but a personal favourite:
Sssnakepit-
"Yeah, yeah we're nice guys... UNTIL WE'RE NOT"
Lol'd for about ten minutes after hearing that
90% of the songs done by Kaczmarski.
Especially "Ze Sceny"
Shame the majority of You won't be able to understand 'em. They're awesome.
Okay, okay. Want something english? Gotta listen to the refrain to actually get the awesome, though.
lyrics here:
~Sylv
Especially "Ze Sceny"
Wy w ciemnościach - reflektory chronią was -
Oświetlając tylko scenę, na niej mnie!
Jak na dłoni widać mą stężałą twarz,
Gdy przez mrok próbują oczy przebić się!
Mikrofony wychwytują każdy dźwięk,
Mój najlżejszy oddech usłyszycie stąd!
Ja przemogę sztywność zaciśniętych szczęk
Wstrzymam myśli niekontrolowany prąd!
Ja tu na krótko! Kochani - pozwolicie?
Przed wami chcę naprawdę szczerze się wysilić!
To dla was chwila, dla mnie całe życie!
Nim zniknę - niech pokrzyczę krótką chwilę!
Każdy chce mieć i każdy tak czy owak ma
Tę krótką chwilę między wejściem swym i wyjściem!
Każdy na jakimś instrumencie gra,
Choć nie każdego oklaskuje się rzęsiście.
Lecz ja - ja wiem, ta krótka chwila długo trwa,
Ale mam tyle, drodzy, wam do powiedzenia!
Tylko przeszkadza mi ta za kurtyną twarz
I ciągły szept, że to już koniec przedstawienia!
Nie! Jeszcze trochę! Mamy czas! Bo widzicie
Do stracenia nikt z nas nie ma nic - i tyle!
A więc krzyczmy! Krótką chwilę - całe życie!
Nim znikniemy - głośno krzyczmy krótką chwilę!
Gwiżdże ktoś - nie mówię nic, nie było nic!
Ja mikrofon mam i ja mam teraz głos!
Tam, za kulisami wy! Możecie iść!
Przejmuję program i prowadzę dalej go!
Nie przerywać! Tego, co warcholi - precz!
Nie dla niego tutaj płuca w strzępy rwę!
Hej, akustyk! Chrypnę! Gorzej słychać mnie!
Silniej wzmacniacz! Głos mój teraz musi brzmieć!
Rozciągnąć czas! Hej, wy tam, w mroku - czy wierzycie
Mnie, który wie jak się w epokę zmienia chwilę?
Otwórzcie drzwi! I zaraz zobaczycie
Jak marny czas, co gnębił nas, zostaje w tyle!
Ktoś mi tutaj może powie, że już charczę,
Że już nie rozróżnia poszczególnych słów,
Ale mnie śpiewania jeszcze nie wystarczy!
Jeśli przerwę - nigdy nie zaśpiewam znów!
Nowych chwytów na gitarze nie wyćwiczę,
Ale starych jeszcze dość - ja się nie mylę!
Całe życie z sensem krzyczę, całe życie!
Więc pokrzyczę jeszcze póki mam tę chwilę!
Co się stało!? Czemu ten reflektor zgasł?
Kto wyłączył mikrofony mi?
Gdzie jesteście, kto stąd wyprowadził was?
Kto zatrzasnął między nami drzwi?!
Niech chociaż skończę; Bez pointy odchodzicie!
A ma być śmieszna, ...najważniejsza, ...w wielkim stylu!
I potrwa chwilę! Jedną w całym życiu!
Nim zniknę - niech rozśmieszę was na chwilę.
Oświetlając tylko scenę, na niej mnie!
Jak na dłoni widać mą stężałą twarz,
Gdy przez mrok próbują oczy przebić się!
Mikrofony wychwytują każdy dźwięk,
Mój najlżejszy oddech usłyszycie stąd!
Ja przemogę sztywność zaciśniętych szczęk
Wstrzymam myśli niekontrolowany prąd!
Ja tu na krótko! Kochani - pozwolicie?
Przed wami chcę naprawdę szczerze się wysilić!
To dla was chwila, dla mnie całe życie!
Nim zniknę - niech pokrzyczę krótką chwilę!
Każdy chce mieć i każdy tak czy owak ma
Tę krótką chwilę między wejściem swym i wyjściem!
Każdy na jakimś instrumencie gra,
Choć nie każdego oklaskuje się rzęsiście.
Lecz ja - ja wiem, ta krótka chwila długo trwa,
Ale mam tyle, drodzy, wam do powiedzenia!
Tylko przeszkadza mi ta za kurtyną twarz
I ciągły szept, że to już koniec przedstawienia!
Nie! Jeszcze trochę! Mamy czas! Bo widzicie
Do stracenia nikt z nas nie ma nic - i tyle!
A więc krzyczmy! Krótką chwilę - całe życie!
Nim znikniemy - głośno krzyczmy krótką chwilę!
Gwiżdże ktoś - nie mówię nic, nie było nic!
Ja mikrofon mam i ja mam teraz głos!
Tam, za kulisami wy! Możecie iść!
Przejmuję program i prowadzę dalej go!
Nie przerywać! Tego, co warcholi - precz!
Nie dla niego tutaj płuca w strzępy rwę!
Hej, akustyk! Chrypnę! Gorzej słychać mnie!
Silniej wzmacniacz! Głos mój teraz musi brzmieć!
Rozciągnąć czas! Hej, wy tam, w mroku - czy wierzycie
Mnie, który wie jak się w epokę zmienia chwilę?
Otwórzcie drzwi! I zaraz zobaczycie
Jak marny czas, co gnębił nas, zostaje w tyle!
Ktoś mi tutaj może powie, że już charczę,
Że już nie rozróżnia poszczególnych słów,
Ale mnie śpiewania jeszcze nie wystarczy!
Jeśli przerwę - nigdy nie zaśpiewam znów!
Nowych chwytów na gitarze nie wyćwiczę,
Ale starych jeszcze dość - ja się nie mylę!
Całe życie z sensem krzyczę, całe życie!
Więc pokrzyczę jeszcze póki mam tę chwilę!
Co się stało!? Czemu ten reflektor zgasł?
Kto wyłączył mikrofony mi?
Gdzie jesteście, kto stąd wyprowadził was?
Kto zatrzasnął między nami drzwi?!
Niech chociaż skończę; Bez pointy odchodzicie!
A ma być śmieszna, ...najważniejsza, ...w wielkim stylu!
I potrwa chwilę! Jedną w całym życiu!
Nim zniknę - niech rozśmieszę was na chwilę.
Shame the majority of You won't be able to understand 'em. They're awesome.
Okay, okay. Want something english? Gotta listen to the refrain to actually get the awesome, though.
lyrics here:
In a world of us and them
It happens now and then
That faith becomes a battle
Between two cultured men
Father John was said to feel
That only God was real
Whereas Michael was a rebel
An atheist with zeal
Both traveled overseas
To lecture their beliefs
And disparage the foundation of the others ideals
A day was fixed upon
To weigh the goings-on
The saintly father John was saying
I've always been right
The Word makes me strong
Always been right
And everyone else wrong
We've always been right
To fight how we've fought
Always been right
And everyone else
Has always been, always been wrong
And so the day turned into night
The crowd had become wild
No one knew the matter
But they were eager to fight
Next morning when it cleared
Old John had disappeared
His brother found his bible
But it was torn and smeared
And Michael was revived
He spent the night inside
The temple he had loathed and ridiculed all his life
And at the crack of dawn
He knelt down by the throne
Begging for the gods to listen
They've always been right
To do what they've done
Always been right
And everyone else wrong
They've always been right
To teach how they've taught
Always been right
And everyone else
Has always been wrong
They've always been right
It happens now and then
That faith becomes a battle
Between two cultured men
Father John was said to feel
That only God was real
Whereas Michael was a rebel
An atheist with zeal
Both traveled overseas
To lecture their beliefs
And disparage the foundation of the others ideals
A day was fixed upon
To weigh the goings-on
The saintly father John was saying
I've always been right
The Word makes me strong
Always been right
And everyone else wrong
We've always been right
To fight how we've fought
Always been right
And everyone else
Has always been, always been wrong
And so the day turned into night
The crowd had become wild
No one knew the matter
But they were eager to fight
Next morning when it cleared
Old John had disappeared
His brother found his bible
But it was torn and smeared
And Michael was revived
He spent the night inside
The temple he had loathed and ridiculed all his life
And at the crack of dawn
He knelt down by the throne
Begging for the gods to listen
They've always been right
To do what they've done
Always been right
And everyone else wrong
They've always been right
To teach how they've taught
Always been right
And everyone else
Has always been wrong
They've always been right
~Sylv
It's almost impossible for me to choose which song has my favorite lyrics. Some are subtle, some witty, some emotional, some just well scripted.
If I had to choose just one, I'd probably go with Slow Down Gandhi by Sage Francis.
Runners up would be:
Inherited Scars by Sage Francis http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9VL0mB8ILeo
The Noose by A Perfect Circle http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7pU4RA8L_V4
Convenience Stores by Buddy Wakefield http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JHI95sQ5GMI
The Unforgiven by Metallica http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AUb0TmXuECM
If I had to choose just one, I'd probably go with Slow Down Gandhi by Sage Francis.
There once was a song called "Arrest The President."
Contemporary music, a hit with the kids, it was a top ten.
I wasn't pop then, so I missed the bus a bit,
But politics was on everybody's hot this summer list.
The cool kids were all rocking votes,
I shit you not, I was pistol whippin' cops for hip hop. [Booyea!]
On my soap box yelling into megaphones.
Killing hard rocks using carcasses as stepping stones.
Had to promise that I'd stop holding my marches
The day that Chris Columbus got crucified on golden arches.
My pedestal was too tall to climb off,
In fact that's the reason for the high horse.
And from up here I see Marines and Hummers on a conquest;
Underdogs with wonderbras in a push-up contest,
All for the sake of military recruitment.
It felt like Kent State the way they targeted the students,
I galloped off whistling "Ohio."
The rest of them, stuck doing stand up at a cricket convention.
What would they die for? (repeat)
Is it the same machine that leaves the quality of life poor?
An abominable colony of cyborgs?
Clogging up the property that I bought with eyesores?
That clever ad campaign ain't worth
The time taken from minimum wage labor;
I don't care how half-naked or fake she looks,
She smells like dirty cash and aged paper books.
What would she die for?
Slow down Gandhi, you're killin' em
Slow down Gandhi, you're killin' em.
Now it's whistle blower vs. the pistol holder;
Case dismissed, they'll lock you up and throw away the key witness.
Justice is the whim of a judge, check his chest density,
It leaves much room for error, and the rest left to destiny.
The West Memphis 3 lost paradise,
It's death penalty vs. suicidal tendencies.
All I wanted was a fucking Pepsi.
Institution.
Making you think you're crazy is a billion dollar industry.
If they could sell sanity in a bottle
They'd be charging for compressed air,
And marketing healthcare.
They demonize welfare,
Middle class eliminated,
Rich get richer til the poor get educated.
But some of y'all still haven?t grown into your face,
And your face doesn't quite match your head.
And I'm waiting for a brain to fill the dead space that's left,
You're all, "Give me ethnicity or give me dreads."
Trustafundian rebel without a cause for alarm,
Cause when push turns to shove
You jump into your forefathers arms.
He's a banker, you're part of the system,
Off go the dreadlocks in comes the income.
The briefcase (the freebase)
The sickness (the symptom)
When the cameras start rollin' stay the fuck outta the picture pilgrim!
The briefcase (the freebase)
The sickness (the symptoms)
When the cameras start rollin'...
Slow down Gandhi, you're killin' em.
Mr. Save The World, spare us the details,
Save the females from losing interest.
And Miss Save The Universe,
You're a damsel in distress,
Tied down to a track of isolated incidents.
Generalize my disease,
I need a taste of what it's like.
Living off the fat of kings,
I play the scab at your hunger strike.
Slow down Gandhi, you're killin'em.
One love, one life, one too many victims.
Republicrat, Democran, one party system.
Media goes in a frenzy,
They're stripped of their credentials.
Presidential candidates can't debate over this instrumental.
Let 'em freestyle, winner takes all,
When the music?s dead, I'll have Ted Nugent?s head hangin' on my wall.
Kill one of ours, we'll kill one of yours.
With some friendly fire, that?s a funny term, like civil war.
Six in the morning, police at my crib.
Now my nights consist of two toothpicks and eyelids.
The crucifix and vitamins, music that is pirated.
New flavored food made of mutated hybrids.
Uh, they tell me that it's not that bad.
It fucks you up good, but its not that bad.
They hold on to these tales till it's the dog that wags.
God save us all if he lets the cat out the bag.
Who's the one to blame for this strain in my vocal chords?
Who can pen a hateful threat but can't hold a sword?
It's the same who complain about the global war,
But can't overthrow the local joker that they voted for.
They call the shots
(but they're not in the line of fire).
I call the cops
(but they're breakin the line of duty).
Lets call a stop to the abuse of authority.
The truth keeps callin' me, and I'ma live to tell the story.
So look for truth, quit seeking forgiveness.
You need to cut the noose, but you don't believe in scissors.
You support the troops by wearing yellow ribbons?
Just bring home my motherfuckin' brothers and sisters.
Cause they don't call the shots
(but they're in the line of fire).
I'd like to call the cops
(but they're breakin' the line of duty).
It's time to call a stop
(To the abuse of authority).
The truth keeps calling me
And I'ma live to tell the story.
[Meadow superstar
That is what you are
Coming from a farm
Reaching with your arm
Come away with me
To another ranch
We can rely on a tree-branch
(Greeting is on)]
Contemporary music, a hit with the kids, it was a top ten.
I wasn't pop then, so I missed the bus a bit,
But politics was on everybody's hot this summer list.
The cool kids were all rocking votes,
I shit you not, I was pistol whippin' cops for hip hop. [Booyea!]
On my soap box yelling into megaphones.
Killing hard rocks using carcasses as stepping stones.
Had to promise that I'd stop holding my marches
The day that Chris Columbus got crucified on golden arches.
My pedestal was too tall to climb off,
In fact that's the reason for the high horse.
And from up here I see Marines and Hummers on a conquest;
Underdogs with wonderbras in a push-up contest,
All for the sake of military recruitment.
It felt like Kent State the way they targeted the students,
I galloped off whistling "Ohio."
The rest of them, stuck doing stand up at a cricket convention.
What would they die for? (repeat)
Is it the same machine that leaves the quality of life poor?
An abominable colony of cyborgs?
Clogging up the property that I bought with eyesores?
That clever ad campaign ain't worth
The time taken from minimum wage labor;
I don't care how half-naked or fake she looks,
She smells like dirty cash and aged paper books.
What would she die for?
Slow down Gandhi, you're killin' em
Slow down Gandhi, you're killin' em.
Now it's whistle blower vs. the pistol holder;
Case dismissed, they'll lock you up and throw away the key witness.
Justice is the whim of a judge, check his chest density,
It leaves much room for error, and the rest left to destiny.
The West Memphis 3 lost paradise,
It's death penalty vs. suicidal tendencies.
All I wanted was a fucking Pepsi.
Institution.
Making you think you're crazy is a billion dollar industry.
If they could sell sanity in a bottle
They'd be charging for compressed air,
And marketing healthcare.
They demonize welfare,
Middle class eliminated,
Rich get richer til the poor get educated.
But some of y'all still haven?t grown into your face,
And your face doesn't quite match your head.
And I'm waiting for a brain to fill the dead space that's left,
You're all, "Give me ethnicity or give me dreads."
Trustafundian rebel without a cause for alarm,
Cause when push turns to shove
You jump into your forefathers arms.
He's a banker, you're part of the system,
Off go the dreadlocks in comes the income.
The briefcase (the freebase)
The sickness (the symptom)
When the cameras start rollin' stay the fuck outta the picture pilgrim!
The briefcase (the freebase)
The sickness (the symptoms)
When the cameras start rollin'...
Slow down Gandhi, you're killin' em.
Mr. Save The World, spare us the details,
Save the females from losing interest.
And Miss Save The Universe,
You're a damsel in distress,
Tied down to a track of isolated incidents.
Generalize my disease,
I need a taste of what it's like.
Living off the fat of kings,
I play the scab at your hunger strike.
Slow down Gandhi, you're killin'em.
One love, one life, one too many victims.
Republicrat, Democran, one party system.
Media goes in a frenzy,
They're stripped of their credentials.
Presidential candidates can't debate over this instrumental.
Let 'em freestyle, winner takes all,
When the music?s dead, I'll have Ted Nugent?s head hangin' on my wall.
Kill one of ours, we'll kill one of yours.
With some friendly fire, that?s a funny term, like civil war.
Six in the morning, police at my crib.
Now my nights consist of two toothpicks and eyelids.
The crucifix and vitamins, music that is pirated.
New flavored food made of mutated hybrids.
Uh, they tell me that it's not that bad.
It fucks you up good, but its not that bad.
They hold on to these tales till it's the dog that wags.
God save us all if he lets the cat out the bag.
Who's the one to blame for this strain in my vocal chords?
Who can pen a hateful threat but can't hold a sword?
It's the same who complain about the global war,
But can't overthrow the local joker that they voted for.
They call the shots
(but they're not in the line of fire).
I call the cops
(but they're breakin the line of duty).
Lets call a stop to the abuse of authority.
The truth keeps callin' me, and I'ma live to tell the story.
So look for truth, quit seeking forgiveness.
You need to cut the noose, but you don't believe in scissors.
You support the troops by wearing yellow ribbons?
Just bring home my motherfuckin' brothers and sisters.
Cause they don't call the shots
(but they're in the line of fire).
I'd like to call the cops
(but they're breakin' the line of duty).
It's time to call a stop
(To the abuse of authority).
The truth keeps calling me
And I'ma live to tell the story.
[Meadow superstar
That is what you are
Coming from a farm
Reaching with your arm
Come away with me
To another ranch
We can rely on a tree-branch
(Greeting is on)]
Runners up would be:
Inherited Scars by Sage Francis http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9VL0mB8ILeo
The Noose by A Perfect Circle http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7pU4RA8L_V4
Convenience Stores by Buddy Wakefield http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JHI95sQ5GMI
The Unforgiven by Metallica http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AUb0TmXuECM
"Someday something will die, and somehow you'll figure out how often you will die somehow, and something's going to steal your carbon."
- Modest Mouse, 'Parting of the Sensory'
(lyrics in question @ ~3:50)
- Modest Mouse, 'Parting of the Sensory'
(lyrics in question @ ~3:50)
My favorite would be the lyrics to Carnival by the pillows:
Passing the time alone on a ferris wheel
Looking down at the world I hate
I've been waiting for the day I'd meet you
Burned by the cold sunlight
I'll open the window meant for me
I've been waiting here, for that day to come
Even if you reach your hand out for it
This generation will receive no reward
The future can't be saved
We kissed and fell to pieces laughing
Lightheaded, I want to sing
My useless mantra of blessing
In the footprints of those who've left
I have only one ally - you
When I opened my eyes
The night wind pierced
So sharply it hurt
We kissed and fell to pieces laughing
We both dreamed it
At the same time
A generation reborn
A future hung from a rainbow
We kissed and started to cry
I've been waiting for the day I'd meet you
Looking down at the world I hate
I've been waiting for the day I'd meet you
Burned by the cold sunlight
I'll open the window meant for me
I've been waiting here, for that day to come
Even if you reach your hand out for it
This generation will receive no reward
The future can't be saved
We kissed and fell to pieces laughing
Lightheaded, I want to sing
My useless mantra of blessing
In the footprints of those who've left
I have only one ally - you
When I opened my eyes
The night wind pierced
So sharply it hurt
We kissed and fell to pieces laughing
We both dreamed it
At the same time
A generation reborn
A future hung from a rainbow
We kissed and started to cry
I've been waiting for the day I'd meet you
If a man can fly over an ocean
And no mountains can get in his way
Will he fly on forever
Searching for something to believe
If you listen, turn it up abit. Its a radio play version cut straight from AC5.
And no mountains can get in his way
Will he fly on forever
Searching for something to believe
If you listen, turn it up abit. Its a radio play version cut straight from AC5.
Little girl sleeping in dreams of peace
Mommy been gone a long time
Daddy comes home and she still sleeps
Waiting for the world worst crime
And he comes up the stairs like he always does
And he never turns on the light
And she's wide awake, scared to death
She smells his lust and she smells his sweat
Curled in a ball she holds her breath
Praying to a God that she's never met
Don't let Daddy kiss me
Don't let Daddy kiss me
Goodnight
Little girl lies by her Daddy's side
And she listens to him breathe
She knows there's something awful wrong
That she's far too young to see
And she knows she can't tell anyone
She's too full of guilt and shame
And if she tells she'll be all alone
They'd steal her Daddy and they'd steal her home
And it's not so bad when Daddy leaves her alone
Praying to her God with his heart of stone
Don't let Daddy kiss me
Don't let Daddy kiss me
Goodnight
Why, tell me why,
The worst crime, in the world
Her Daddy lies by his daughter's side
And he sleeps deep and well
No nightmares come to him tonight
Though his daughter lives in hell
For his seed is sown where it should not be
And the beast in his mind don't care
And the only sound are tears that fall
Little girl turns her face to the wall
She knows that no-one hears her call
But it seems like God hears nothing at all
Don't let Daddy kiss me
Don't let Daddy kiss me
Don't let Daddy kiss me
Goodnight
Tell me that's not some good (if unsettling) lyrics?
Carpathian - Holding Hands Is For Girls
I held your hand and felt the blood
Leave through the holes you placed in me
And it drills in my head why no one is ever there when
You need them most
I could walk away like you only taught me how
Turn my back and forget
What we stood for, friends to the end, never looking back
Don't kill this trend, lose faith in this
Lose faith in everything
It's brought you to your knees
Champagne to my real friends
And real pain for my sham friends.
Friends to the end, never looking back.
Never going to forget
From what I interpret it's about friends leaving you in times of need. Either that or finding out who your true friends are though hard times.
I held your hand and felt the blood
Leave through the holes you placed in me
And it drills in my head why no one is ever there when
You need them most
I could walk away like you only taught me how
Turn my back and forget
What we stood for, friends to the end, never looking back
Don't kill this trend, lose faith in this
Lose faith in everything
It's brought you to your knees
Champagne to my real friends
And real pain for my sham friends.
Friends to the end, never looking back.
Never going to forget
From what I interpret it's about friends leaving you in times of need. Either that or finding out who your true friends are though hard times.