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Hey Look at me....

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Re: Favorite Lyrics?
< Reply # 40 on 5/15/2007 8:10 AM >
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I like Blood for Blood

White Trash Anthem


This is a song. On the subject of class envy.
Pure and simple. The "haves" versus the "have nots"

Let's go!

Have you ever prayed to the night sky?
Under one of them cold street lights?
Watched another stolen car drive then lose your hope and say "This is where I'll die"?

But you try to say you know me.
But you try to say you're from my world.
Well, have you ever gone to sleep to the sounds of the gunshots, sirens, and violence all alone?

They want to break me down. I hope I can hold my ground.

Your world is MTV. Spring breaks and ecstasy.
You got your hopes and you'll get your dreams.
Well, that choice wasn't there for me.

My world remains unseen by you.
Poverty and no family,
Broken homes and broken dreams,
I fall upon the thorns of life. I bleed.

They want to break me down. I won't back down.
They try to break me down. I hope I can hold my ground.

I ain't I your kind of white. I ain't that kind of white.
I'll never be your kind of white, I'll never be your kind 'cause you made me outcast.

I ain't your kind of white. I've never been your kind of white.
I ain't that kind of white 'cause I'm a lowlife outcast piece of white trash.


Five years on down the road (you've got) two kids and a high paying job,
(with a) picket fence and a college degree.
Well, that choice wasn't there for me.

This path on which I walk: it ain't a game and it ain't all talk.
This is all I ever had.
This is all they ever let me have.


I ain't ever been nor will I ever be another blind eye in society.
I seen the way it was for the people like me.
I seen the way it was for the families so...

Have you ever prayed to the night sky?
Under one of them cold street lights?
Watched another stolen car drive by and lost your hope and said "This is where I'll die"?

I ain't I your kind of white. I ain't that kind of white.
I'll never be your kind of white, I'll never be your kind 'cause you made me outcast.

I ain't your kind of white. I've never been your kind of white.(No way!)
I ain't that kind of white 'cause I'm a lowlife outcast piece of white trash.


If you're offended by this song.... Well im fucking offended by the way i had to grow up.
So who's really been slighted.


Let's go!

Have you ever prayed to the night sky?
Under one of them cold street lights?
Watched another stolen car drive then lose your hope and say "This is where I'll die"?

I never had enough money! Or enough privilege to be white!Im white trash!
And society better learn how to recognize the difference.




As for Tiger Army
Outlaw Heart


Desert nights under lonely stars
Cruising down a highway takes me farther from home
Whiskey and regret
Neither can erase the fact that I have done wrong

So now I'm on the run
The law is on my trail
let down the only girl that ever seemed to be the one for me
So now I wander alone

Alone in a cheap motel room
Praying to The Lord above
Burden of the past rests so heavy on my shoulders
My conscience carries the weight of blood
Cigarette smoke and shadow
A neon cactus in the night
Did what I did 'cause I thought that I had no choice
But there's always another way

I look to the moon and stars
Somewhere underneath them she's there
Never even spoke to her the words of love I held in my heart
If she heard them now, would she still care?
Wonder if she's thinking of me
Does she hate me for what I've done
How I wish that I could change everything and go back
Now that my last chance is gone, it's gone

Moon, will you tell her for me
I'm sorry for all the trouble that I've caused
If only I could find a way to return to her someday
For I long to hold her in my arms
But I fear that I'm not for this world
Because I will not go out without a fight
I'm running forever, if they should catch me
One last thought of her before my gun is fired




We must also go out and meet the enemy before he reaches our shores. We must defeat him before he attacks us, before our cities are laid to waste.

William Lyon Mackenzie King, Prime Minister of Canada from 1921-1926, 1926-1930 and 1935-1948
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The Night Time is the Right Time

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Re: Favorite Lyrics?
< Reply # 41 on 5/20/2007 9:04 PM >
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It's my father's voice trailing off
Sailors sailing off in the morning
For the air-conditioned rooms
At the top of the stairs
His jaw's been broken
His bandage is wrapped too tight
His fangs have been pulled
And I really want to see you tonight
There's bourbon on the breath
Of the singer you love so much
He takes all his words from the books
That you don't read anyway
His jaw's been broken
His bandage is wrapped too tight
His fangs have been pulled
And I really want to see you tonight
Someone ties a bow
In my backyard to show me love
My voice is climbing walls
Smoking and I want love

-wilco, poor places



shit, I love that song! I saw them live in Edmonton and they played that song. Best concert I've been to.



Our communications come from one-lined jokes;
from stand-up comics and rap musicians.
making so much noise you don't know when to listen.

If you stand in a circle, then you'll all have a back to bite.

Why are you judging people so damn hard?
You're taking your point of views a bit too far.

I made my shoes shine with black coal,
but the polish didn't shine the hole.

~Clipped from, Edit the sad parts, Modest Mouse

Edited: added more to the lyrics.




[last edit 5/20/2007 9:07 PM by Furious D - edited 1 times]

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Go Silly Rabbit!

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Re: Favorite Lyrics?
< Reply # 42 on 5/25/2007 6:18 PM >
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I don't like most of the music coming out of this genre lately, but this one is a true Gem:

id like to see you out in the moonlight
id like to kiss you way back in the sticks
id like to walk you through a field of wildflowers
and id like to check you for ticks


Brad Paisley - Ticks




-wabs
Stewie 


Location: Hamilton, Ontario
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kill your idols

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Re: Favorite Lyrics?
< Reply # 43 on 5/25/2007 10:47 PM >
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New favourite song brings new favourite lyrics. Not the entire song, just the part that I love:



Harvesting existence
Only to destroy
Carelessly together
We are sliding

Someone else's future
Four days frozen still
Someone else's fate
We are deciding

Miracle potential
Sanctity of life
Faced against each other
We're divided

Should we push the boundaries
Or should we condemn
Moral guilt and science
Have collided





> The hierarchy of power dictates that the person with the most power does the least amount of work and retains the highest benefit.
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Re: Favorite Lyrics?
< Reply # 44 on 5/29/2007 8:05 AM >
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War for your Soul by The fixtures


There is a war for your soul raging on today, shoot straight for it wont soon go away
Know your enemy choose your weapons well, they dont want to fight they want you to fail
In the war for your soul its womb to grave, use your ammo of knowledge and inner strength
No retreat no reparations made, be brave its your soul you save
Its a battle in the day to day trying to survive, its a fight to keep sanity and dreams alive
Its a war for your soul and the stakes are high, we draw the battle lines
Between the wrong and right, the truth and lies, and what our soul is really made of down inside
The real and fake, how true our aim, a battle cry to help deliver us from shame
We slip and sin, and make mistakes, but underneath our hearts can do just what it takes
Its greed or giving and how were living, and if theres anything worth saving in our wake

We are surrounded by casualties of war, POWs refugees traitors and more
Profiteers and those refusing to take sides, the mirror reveals your true allies
They want you to be rotten like them inside, theyre abusers, cheaters, thieves and liars
Theyll attack our bodies and minds but the main event is our souls defense
Its not a war of reward and punishment, not economics not gods not governments
Just smoke screens our souls are in the trench, without our vigilance this war cannot be won
And when all is said and done, are we the kind of people
We always dreamed wed be, are we righteous just and free
And as a veteran of this war, I know that we are dying and fighting for our souls
Now we have to fight for what is right, for what our souls are really made of down inside
We must take aim and without shame, our battle cries must drown the lies out and proclaim
That how were living and what were giving is worth every single thing we have and more
We fight the fight and stay the course and with full force and for our souls
Plant our flag pledge allegiance to our soul, keep our dreams and ideals on high and whole
In our hearts lie the battles that win the war, this is what the fight is for
Its our hearts our words our dignity, its our honor and responsibility
Our pride and the truth we hold inside, to keep our dreams alive were fighting for our souls
We will fight a war to keep our souls
Its in these little wars, that we prove who we are
When all is said and done its all we have it is a war and were fighting for our soul



It's an anarchist song, but one could just as easily read that as a christian propaganda song.




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