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The Prophets song- Queen

Oh Oh people on the earth

Listen to the warning

The seer he said

Beware the storm that gathers here

Listen to the wise man.

I dreamed I saw on a moonlit stair

Spreading his hands on the multitude there

A man who cried for a love gone stale

And ice cold hearts of charity bare.

I watch as fear took the old men's gaze

Hopes of the young in troubled graves

I see no day, I heard him say

So grey is the face of every mortal.

Oh Oh people on the earth

Listen to the warning

The prophet he said

For soon the cold of night will fall

Summoned by your own hand.

Oh Oh children of the land

Quicken to the new life

Take my hand

Fly and find the new green bough

Return like a white dove.

He told of death as a bone white haze

Taking the lost and the unloved babe

Late too late all the wretches run

These kings of beasts now counting their days.

From mother's love is the son estranged

Married his own his precious gain

The earth will shake in two will break

And death all around will be your dow'ry

Oh Oh people of the earth

Listen to the warning the seer he said

For those who hear and mark my words

Listen to the good plan.

Oh Oh - and two by two my human zoo

They'll be

running for to come

running for to come

out of the rain

Flee for your life

Who heed me not, let all your treasure make you

Fear for your life

Deceive you not the fires of hell will take you

Should death await you.

God give you grace to purge this place

And peace all around may be your fortune.

Oh Oh children of the land

Love is still the answer, take my hand

The vision fades, a voice I hear

Listen to the madman.

But still I fear and still I dare not

Laugh at the madman.

The words are so mysterious like a fable. Brian wrote it about a dream he had. Hmmm he's a very intellectual dreamer.....what a swat :P

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lol please... Queen and Lyrics in the same sentence? :P

the most beautiful lyrical song of all time, pure poetry,

Pink Floyd - Echoes.

Overhead the albatross hangs motionless upon the air

And deep beneath the rolling waves

In labyrinths of coral caves

The echo of a distant time

Comes willowing across the sand

And everthing is green and submarine

And no one showed us to the land

And no one knows the wheres or whys

But something stirs and something tries

And starts to climb toward the light

Strangers passing in the street

By chance two separate glances meet

And I am you and what I see is me

And do I take you by the hand

And lead you through the land

And help me understand the best I can

And no one calls us to move on

And no one forces down our eyes

And no one speaks and no one tries

And no one flies around the sun

Cloudless everyday you fall upon my waking eyes

Inviting and inciting me to rise

And through the window in the wall

Comes streaming in on sunlight wings

A million bright ambassadors of morning

And no one sings me lullabyes

And no one makes me close my eyes

And so I throw the windows wide

And call to you across the sky

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You don't know how sick you make me

You make me fuckin' sick to my stomach

Every time I think of you, I puke

You must just not know--whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa

You may not think you do, but you do

Every time I think of you

I was gonna take the time to sit down and write you a little poem

But off of the dome would probably be a little more,

more suitable for this type of song--whoa

I got a million reasons off the top of my head that I could think of

Sixteen bars, this ain't enough to put some ink ta

So fuck it, I'ma start right here by just be brief-a

Bout to rattle off some other reasons

I knew I shouldn't go and get another tattoo of you

On my arm, but what do I go and do

I go and get another one, now I got two

Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

I'm sittin' here with your name on my skin

I can't believe I went and did this stupid shit again

My next girlfriend, now her name's gotta be Kim

Shi-ii-ii-ii-ii-ii-it

If you only knew how much I hated you

For every motherfuckin' thing you ever put us through

Then I wouldn't be standing here crying over you

Boo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-who

[Chorus]

You don't know how sick you make me

You make me fuckin' sick to my stomach

Every time I think of you, I puke

You must just not know--whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa

You may not think you do, but you do

Every time I think of you

I was gonna take the time to sit down and write you a little letter

But I thought a song would probably be a little better

Instead of a letter

That you'd probably just shred up--yeah

I stumbled on your picture yesterday and it made me stop and think of

How much of a waste it'd be for me to put some ink ta, a stupid piece a

Paper, I'd rather let you see how

Much I fuckin' hate you in a freestyle

You're a fuckin' cokein' slut, I hope you fuckin' die

I hope you get to hell and Satan sticks a needle in your eye

I hate your fuckin' guts, you fuckin' slut--I hope you die

Di-ii-ii-ii-ii-ii-ie

But please don't get me wrong, I'm not bitter or mad

It's not that I still love you, it's not 'cause I want you back

It's just that when I think of you, it makes me wanna yak

-aa-aa-aa-aa-aa-aa-ag

What else can I do, I haven't got a clue

Now I guess I'll just move on, I have no choice but to

But every time I think of you now, all I wanna do

Is pu-uu-uu-uu-uu-uu-uke

[Chorus]

You don't know how sick you make me

You make me fuckin' sick to my stomach

Every time I think of you, I puke

You must just not know--whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa

You may not think you do, but you do

Every time I think of you, I puke

:lol::lol::lol:

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Rage Against The Machine

The Battle of Los Angeles (1999)

Testify

The movie ran through me

The Glamour subdue me

The tabloid untie me

Im empty please fill me

Mister anchor assure me

That Baghdad is burning

Your voice it is so soothing

That cunning mantra of killing

I need you my witness

To dress this up so bloodless

To numb me and purge me now

Of thoughts of blaming you

Yes the car is our wheelchair

My witness your coughing

Oily silence mocks the legless

Boys who travel now in coffins

On the corner (corner)

The jurys sleepless (sleepless)

We found your weakness (weakness)

And its right outside your door

Now testify

Now testify

Its right outside your door

Now testify

Yes testify

Its right outside your door

With precision you feed me

My witness Im hungry

Your temple it calms me

So I can carry on

My slaving, sweating,

The skin right off my bones

On a bed of fire Im choking

On the smoke that fills my home

The wrecking ball is rushing

Witness your blushing

The pipeline is gushing

While here we lie in tombs

While on the corner (corner)

The jurys sleepless (sleepless)

We found your weakness (weakness)

And its right outside your door

Now testify

Yeah testify

Its right outside your door

Now Testify

Now Testify

And its right outside your door

Mass graves for the pump and the price is set, and the price is set

Mass graves for the pump and the price is set, and the price is set

Mass graves for the pump and the price is set, and the price is set

Mass graves for the pump and the price is set, and the price is set

Who controls the past now controls the future

Who controls the present now controls the past

Who controls the past now controls the future

Who controls the present now?

Now Testify

Testify

Its right outside your door

Now Testify

Testify

Its right outside your door

_______________________________________

I really respect all of rages lyrics, so I picked just a random song.

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Pink Floyd - Another Brick in the Wall Part 2.

We don't need no education

We dont need no thought control

No dark sarcasm in the classroom

Teachers leave them kids alone

Hey! Teachers! Leave them kids alone!

All in all it's just another brick in the wall.

All in all you're just another brick in the wall.

We don't need no education

We dont need no thought control

No dark sarcasm in the classroom

Teachers leave them kids alone

Hey! Teachers! Leave them kids alone!

All in all it's just another brick in the wall.

All in all you're just another brick in the wall.

some of the best lyrics ever and one of the best solos ever.

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Like a Rolling Stone -Bob Dylan.

This is quite possibly the greatest lyrical piece ever produced. The lyrics are utterly unparelled:

Once upon a time you dressed so fine

You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?

People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"

You thought they were all kiddin' you

You used to laugh about

Everybody that was hangin' out

Now you don't talk so loud

Now you don't seem so proud

About having to be scrounging for your next meal.

How does it feel

How does it feel

To be without a home

Like a complete unknown

Like a rolling stone?

You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely

But you know you only used to get juiced in it

And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street

And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it

You said you'd never compromise

With the mystery tramp, but now you realize

He's not selling any alibis

As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes

And ask him do you want to make a deal?

How does it feel

How does it feel

To be on your own

With no direction home

Like a complete unknown

Like a rolling stone?

You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns

When they all come down and did tricks for you

You never understood that it ain't no good

You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you

You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat

Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat

Ain't it hard when you discover that

He really wasn't where it's at

After he took from you everything he could steal.

How does it feel

How does it feel

To be on your own

With no direction home

Like a complete unknown

Like a rolling stone?

Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people

They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made

Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things

But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe

You used to be so amused

At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used

Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse

When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose

You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.

How does it feel

How does it feel

To be on your own

With no direction home

Like a complete unknown

Like a rolling stone?

Bob Dyan is the greatest musician and lyricalist ever. A real poet. B)

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The Times They Are A' Changing - Bob Dylan

Come gather 'round people

Wherever you roam

And admit that the waters

Around you have grown

And accept it that soon

You'll be drenched to the bone.

If your time to you Is worth savin'

Then you better start swimmin'

Or you'll sink like a stone

For the times they are a-changin'.

Come writers and critics

Who prophesize with your pen

And keep your eyes wide

The chance won't come again

And don't speak too soon

For the wheel's still in spin

And there's no tellin' who that it's namin'.

'Cause the loser now

Will be later to win

For the times they are a-changin'.

Come senators, congressmen

Please heed the call

Don't stand in the doorway

Don't block up the hall

For he that gets hurt

Will be he who has stalled

The battle outside ragin'

Will soon shake your windows *)

And rattle your walls

For the times they are a-changin'.

Come mothers and fathers

Throughout the land

And don't criticize

What you can't understand

Your sons and your daughters

Are beyond your command

Your old road is rapidly agin'.

Please get out of the new one

If you can't lend your hand

For the times they are a-changin'.

The line it is drawn

The curse it is cast

The slow one now

Will later be fast

As the present now

Will later be past

The order is rapidly fadin'.

And the first one now

Will later be last

For the times they are a-changin'.

Honestly, this and any other Bob Dylan song cannot be beaten lyrically.

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DUM DUM boys!!!!!!!!!!

spliter pine

Hei, hvor enn du er i verden

Det er deilig å sløve i skyggen

Hold deg våken, nå skjerpes greiene

Store høvding skvise litt hardere

Mas, mas, mas over hele linja

Mandag hele året,

det er ingenting å le av

Men jeg kan ikke la være

Splitter pi - ine, Splitter pine

Splitter pi - ine, Splitter pine

Jeg har fått nokk av rush trafikk

og sure passasjerer med vassent blikk

å, Vi lever alle under pisken

noe sier meg at jeg er helt klar for paradis

som ligger på ryggen å velter meg å gliser

mens jeg synger på en salme

mens alle mann

Mas, mas, mas over hele linja

Mandag hele året,

det er ingenting å le av

Men jeg kan ikke la være

Splitter pi - ine, Splitter pine

Splitter pi – ine, Splitter pine

Hei, hvor enn du er i verden

Det er deilig å sløve i skyggen

Hold deg våken, nå skjerpes greiene

Store høvding skvise litt hardere

Skjønner ikke vitsen med det

Mas, mas, mas over hele linja

Mandag hele året,

det er ingenting å le av

Men jeg kan ikke la være

Splitter pi - ine, Splitter pine

Splitter pi - ine, Splitter pine

Splitter pi - ine, Splitter pine

Splitter pi - ine, Splitter pine

it rocks in a harry way :P

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I like Closing Time by Leonard Cohen, who is regarded as a great lyricist.

Ah we're drinking and we're dancing

and the band is really happening

and the Johnny Walker wisdom running high

And my very sweet companion

she's the Angel of Compassion

she's rubbing half the world against her thigh

And every drinker every dancer

lifts a happy face to thank her

the fiddler fiddles something so sublime

all the women tear their blouses off

and the men they dance on the polka-dots

and it's partner found, it's partner lost

and it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops:

it's CLOSING TIME

Yeah the women tear their blouses off

and the men they dance on the polka-dots

and it's partner found, it's partner lost

and it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops:

it's CLOSING TIME

Ah we're lonely, we're romantic

and the cider's laced with acid

and the Holy Spirit's crying, "Where's the beef?"

And the moon is swimming naked

and the summer night is fragrant

with a mighty expectation of relief

So we struggle and we stagger

down the snakes and up the ladder

to the tower where the blessed hours chime

and I swear it happened just like this:

a sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss

the Gates of Love they budged an inch

I can't say much has happened since

but CLOSING TIME

I swear it happened just like this:

a sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss

the Gates of Love they budged an inch

I can't say much has happened since

CLOSING TIME

I loved you for your beauty

but that doesn't make a fool of me:

you were in it for your beauty too

and I loved you for your body

there's a voice that sounds like God to me

declaring, declaring, declaring that your body's really you

And I loved you when our love was blessed

and I love you now there's nothing left

but sorrow and a sense of overtime

and I missed you since the place got wrecked

And I just don't care what happens next

looks like freedom but it feels like death

it's something in between, I guess

it's CLOSING TIME

Yeah I missed you since the place got wrecked

By the winds of change and the weeds of sex

looks like freedom but it feels like death

it's something in between, I guess

it's CLOSING TIME

Yeah we're drinking and we're dancing

but there's nothing really happening

and the place is dead as Heaven on a Saturday night

And my very close companion

gets me fumbling gets me laughing

she's a hundred but she's wearing

something tight

and I lift my glass to the Awful Truth

which you can't reveal to the Ears of Youth

except to say it isn't worth a dime

And the whole damn place goes crazy twice

and it's once for the devil and once for Christ

but the Boss don't like these dizzy heights

we're busted in the blinding lights,

busted in the blinding lights

of CLOSING TIME

The whole damn place goes crazy twice

and it's once for the devil and once for Christ

but the Boss don't like these dizzy heights

we're busted in the blinding lights,

busted in the blinding lights

of CLOSING TIME

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John Lennon is the best lyricist ever imo.

But since Lennon's songs are so well known Im gonna post my favorite Bad Religion lyrics

Shattered Faith (Graffin)

The scientist purported that there ain't no purpose

and the theologian told me that it's all been designed

and I'm trying to maintain objectivity

The world won't illuminate what really matters

and I'm an imperfect modal/moral meaning extractor

processing the complexity

Born of the Earth (Are we blind?)

We weren't given a choice (There's no way)

What about free will? (What we have)

Do we have a voice? (Is shattered faith)

See them run in place (Here and now)

in the human rat race (No reward)

So much dead weight (No debate) to our disgrace (Accept your fate)

Life begins when you accept your fate

Paralysis from forces raging out of control until

my confidence and will are at an all-time low

Just directionless wandering

Eternal life, eternal truth, eternal secrets

Isolated hopes and hypotheses just

Leave me feeling so hungry

Born of the Earth (Are we blind?)

We weren't given a choice (There's no way)

What about free will? (What we have)

Do we have a voice? (Is shattered faith)

See them run in place (Here and now)

in the human rat race (No reward)

So much dead weight (No debate) to our disgrace (Accept your fate)

Life begins when you accept your fate

Right or wrong,

the main criterion is what you do and not what you say

The roads you take, the friends you make and those you throw away

The method is a simple synthesis of the past and present state

You never lose if the path you choose is one you can easily navigate

I had a dream, light and carefree

But now there's doubt and gravity

But I won't run in place (Are we blind?) in the human rat race (There's no way)

I can set the pace (What we have) and accept my fate (Is shattered faith)

Shattered faith (Here and now)

Shattered faith (No reward)

the part of me (No debate) I can't erase (Accept your fate)

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