Song Lyrics by Demand

Archive for December, 2005

by Marilyn Manson
from the album Holy Wood (In The Shadow Of The Valley Of Death)

We are damned and we are dead
all god’s children to be sent
to our perfect place in the sun
and in the dirt

There’s a windshield in my heart
we are bugs so smeared and scarred
and could you stop the meat from thinking
before I swallow all of it,
could you please?

Put me in the motorcade
put me in the death parade
dress me up and take me
dress me up and make me
your dying god

angels with needles
poked through our eyes
let the ugly light
of the world in
we were no longer blind
we were no longer blind

Put me in the motorcade
put me in the death parade
dress me up and take me
dress me up and make me
your dying god

Now we hold the "ugly head"
the Mary-whore is at the bed
They’ve cast the shadow of our perfect death
in the sun and in the dirt.

by Semisonic
from the album All About Chemistry

Our little secret just might be the kind of thing that you can’t hide
It’s growing like a tangled vine & rising like a river in the tide
And everybody knew when you walked into the room
I was just a fool for you, nothing I could do
Everybody sees you taking control of me
Well I’m not begging for release
I’m just begging darling please, please

Act Naturally
Don’t let our troubles show
Don’t let anybody know
Till we get it figured out
Don’t give them anything that they could doubt

Our little problem doesn’t seem to be about to go away
As far as I can tell it’s gonna keep on showing more with every day
And everybody look, yeah, that was all it took
I can’t help believing they can read me like a book
So hide your feelings tight till we figure how to make it right
I don’t know what I should but I
Would do it if I could

Act Naturally
Just be you beautiful
Just be you casual
I’ll be me before the fall
You be you before this all came down
(Act Naturally)
Don’t let our troubles show
Don’t let anybody know
Till we get it figured out
Don’t give them anything that they could doubt

Just be you beautiful
Just be you casual
I’ll be me before the fall
You be you before this all came down

by Victoria Beckham
from the album Victoria Beckham

Stop, slow down, take a deep breath (ooh yeah)
Stop, slow down, take a deep breath (na na na na na)
Ooh, oh

I look at you and I know you’re trouble
I should run just fast as I can
One smile, game over
Here in front of you I stand
I know you’re only gonna burst my bubble
Trouble is my heart don’t care
It’s ignoring all the danger signs
Stop, Slow down, take a deep breath, beware

I’m not willing to be so fearless, careless, just yet
Once bitten, twice shy, is what you get

My hearts got a mind of it’s own
Won’t listen to a word I say
Doesn’t it know that I get hurt too
When it acts that way
Cos When it breaks I break
I don’t know how much more of this I can take
Doesn’t it know that I get hurt too
When it acts that way

Too many times I’ve witnessed
My heart make a fool of itself
So sure it’s gonna turn out one way
Always turns out being somethin’ else

My hearts got a real malfunction
Always flippin’ into over ride
When I tell it to be sensible
It over rules my cynical mind

I’m not willing to be so open, transparent, no not yet
Once bitten twice shy, is what you get
(But here in front of you, there’s nothin I can do)

My hearts got a mind of it’s own
Won’t listen to a word I say
Doesn’t it know that I get hurt too
When it acts that way
Cos When it breaks I break
I don’t know how much more of this I can take
Doesn’t it know that I get hurt too
When it acts that way

My hearts got a mind of it’s own
Won’t listen to a word I say (word I say)
Doesn’t it know that I get hurt too (hurt too)
When it acts that way
Cos When it breaks I break
I don’t know how much more of this I can take
(I don’t know how much more of this I can take)
Doesn’t it know that I get hurt too
When it acts that way

Stop, slow down, take a deep breath
Think about what I’m doin’
Think about once bitten, twice shy
Stop, slow down, take a second
Before you rush right in
It’s gonna be my tears you cry

My hearts got a mind of it’s own (of it’s own)
Won’t listen to a word I say
Doesn’t it know that I get hurt too
When it acts that way (when it acts that way)
Cos When it breaks I break (I break)
I don’t know how much more of this I can take
(More of this I can take)
Doesn’t it know that I get hurt too (get hurt too)
When it acts that way (when it acts that way)

My hearts got a mind of it’s own (mind of it’s own)
Won’t listen to a word I say
Doesn’t it know that I get hurt too
(Doesn’t it know that I get hurt too)
When it acts that way (when it acts that way)
Cos when it breaks I break (Cos when it breaks I break)
I don’t know how much more of this I can take
(More of this I can take)
Doesn’t it know that I get hurt too
When it acts that way

My hearts got a mind of it’s own
My hearts got a mind of it’s own
Stop, slow down, take a deep breath
[Fade]

by Grand Puba
from the album Reel to Reel

[GPM] Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
"There’s just one thing I wanna say.."
[GPM] The reel to reel to reel to reel yo
"There’s just one thing I wanna say.."
[GPM] Copy copy copy copy copy
"There’s just one thing I wanna say.."
[GPM] We gonna hit it down like this, y’all know the flav
"There’s just one thing I wanna say.."
[GPM] Uhh, Alamo, is you wit me?
"What goes around comes back around again.."
[GPM] Stud Doogie, is you wit me?
"What goes around comes back around again.."
[GPM] S.O.S., is you wit me?
"What goes around comes back around again.."
[GPM] Yo this how we gon’ bust it down, yo you know the flavor
"What goes around comes back around again.."
[GPM] You know what time is it, check it yo, this how we flow

[Grand Puba Maxwell]
Here comes the Puba and you know I won’t fake it
Usually bust records on gettin butt naked
Made for the Benzi, drive a nigga skins he
pump the tape, grab your dick, get with the Puba frenzy
C’mon honey sing, don’t you, try to eject
_Slow Down_’s what you say, once my joint gets erect
Some try to copy but they just can’t sketch it
Some try to follow but they just can’t catch it
With the boom boom tap, yeah alla dat
Huh, I’m livin fat, me fall off, there’ll be none of that
See who’s the one to flip it? Quick to tell a nigga to zip it
Stud drink the 40 cause we ain’t got time to sip it
Grand Puba got body
Kick some of them, some of those, and some yardies
As dope as they come, suckers sing or hum
Don’t try to step to this, you know your shit is slum
First batter up well here’s the pitch – it’s a curve
Second batter up because the first got served
The one who arouse, as I browse for a blouse
Kick styles by the piles, as I leave a trail for miles
Skins when I please, hit from here to Tel Aviv
I’m gettin G’s, no more time for the line of free cheese
Here’s the four one one hon, the one who gets the job done
I know you know the flavor of the Puba

"What goes around comes back around again.."
[GPM] Yeah yeah yeah yeah, na-nah nah nah nah, this how we bump it yo!
"What goes around comes back around again.."
[GPM] Yaknahmsayin? Big Jeff in the house, we gon’ move it like this
"What goes around comes back around again.."
[GPM] Ha hah, Baby Pop Baby Pop in the house, bust how we bust it down
"What goes around comes back around again.."
[GPM] Y’all you know the flavor.. Sincere Allah, check check check check!

[Grand Puba Maxwell]
O-kay o-kay o-kay, what more could I say?
Alamo get the boom and.. parlay parlay
I’m far from the average, civilize the savage
When I’m low on protein I’m with the bean soup and cabbage
Skins on the diet, kick the flavor, cause a riot
Do a show and get the dough and then I’m off to the Hyatt
So tie me on the spliff, ain’t no ands or if
And if you really wanna riff you just might end up playin stiff
Girbauds hangin baggy, Hilfiger on the top
Knapsack on the back, that’s just my flavor Hobbes
As my man gives a zigga zigga, watchin three grow bigga bigga
To Pos K, that’s my nigga
Here goes the wreck, whaddayou expect?
If you wanna see some wreck, send cash, not a check
Grand Puba, more than a public figure
Quick to kick the bone up the butt of a golddigger
Now Tic-Tac-Toe means I hit three in a row
If I do a show then you better have my dough
Low, low, well how low can you go?
Call on Grand Puba if you really need a pro
Cause my shit’s more rugged than G.I. Joe
Don’t front honey, act like you know
Now big up to my Brooklyn mob (Brooklyn! Brooklyn!)
Big up to my Uptown mob (Uptown! Uptown!)
Now brothers wanna diss me cause it’s my turn to burn
My best advice for the brothers is to sit back and learn
I don’t diss nobody to be somebody
I just like to kick the flavor to make the people party
See all I’m sayin, is respect due
Those who tried to follow, sorry I left you
Grand Puba, Stud Doogie and Alamo
So if you ever want the flavor you know where to go
Now how we go..

Yeah, ha ha ha!
The reel to reel, yeah yeah yeah, this is how we move it
You know the flavor, y’all know the flavor, you know the flavor
Here we go yo, and you don’t stop (big up to all the people)
Big up! Big up!
Big Jeff hold tight! Ha hah, ha hah!
On and on y’all
Time to get gone
Word is bond

by Placebo
from the album Reinventing The Steel

We were tight, but it falls apart as silver turns to blue.
Waxing with a candlelight, and burning just for you.
Allocate your sentiment, and stick it in a box.
I’ve never been an extrovert, but i’m still breathing.

Someone tried to do me ache (it’s what I’m afraid of)

With hindsight, I was more than blind, lost without a clue.
Thought I was getting carat gold, and what I got was you.
Stuck inside the circumstances, lonely at the top.
I’ve always been an introvert
happily bleeding.

Someone tried to do me ache (it’s what i’m afraid of)

4 7 2 3 9 8 5 – I gotta breathe to stay alive,
and 1 4 2 9 7 8 – feels like I’m gonna suffocate.
14 16 22 – this skin that turns to blister blue.
Shoulders toes and knees, I’m 36 degrees,
shoulders toes and knees,I’m 36 degrees,
shoulder toes and knees, I’m 36 degrees,
shoulders toes and knees, I’m 36 degrees.

by Bryan Adams
from the album 18 Til I Die

I wanna be your t-shirt when it’s wet;
wanna be the shower when you sweat;
I gotta to be the tattoo on your skin;
ya lemme be your bed baby – when you climb in…
I wanna be the sheets when you sleep;
lemme be the secrets that you keep;
I gotta to be the spoon – ta stir your cream;
I wanna to be the one that really makes you scream…

I wanna be – your lipstick – when ya lick it;
I wanna be – your high heels – when ya kick it;
I wanna be – your sweet love babe – ya when you make it;
From your feet up to your hair – more than anything I swear
I wanna be – your underwear

I wanna be the itch that you scratch;
wanna be the chair when you relax;
I got to be your razor when you shave;
wanna be the one that makes ya misbehave…

I wanna be – your hot tub – when you’re dippin’;
I wanna be – your bathrobe – when you’re drippin’;
I wanna be – your cocktail baby – when you’re sippin’;

I just wanna be right there – more than anything I swear
I wanna be – your underwear

Wanna be your sleepin’ bag – baby slip inside;
Let me be your motorcycle – n’ take ya for a ride – alright
I wanna be – your hot sauce – ya when you’re cookin’;
I wanna be – your sunglasses – hey good lookin’;
I wanna be – wanna be the one – ya stick your hook in’;

I just wanna be right there;
more than anything I swear…
Oh ya…
I wanna be – your underwear

by Gareth Gates
from the album N/A

I never thought I could be feeling this way
Standing here in front of you this perfect day
It’s hard to imagine where tomorrow will lead
I’ll keep this moment in my heart for eternity

Even through the rain I kept my faith
The will to follow through
And I never lost the strength within
And it’s all because of you

I’m flying high like the wind
Reaching the impossible, I’ll never doubt again
I’m flying high ‘cause your love’s made me see
That anything is possible
Possible ‘cause you believe in me

In a world full of strangers, you were my saving grace
You told me I was not alone
Alone in this place, no
I never believed it that a dream can come true but
If anyone has changed my mind then baby it’s you

Even through the rain I kept my faith
The will to follow through
And I’ll never lose my way again
And it’s all because of you

I’m flying high like the wind, reaching the impossible
I’ll never doubt again, I’m flying high
‘Cause your love’s made me see
That anything is possible
Possible ‘cause you believe in me

It’s possible to spread my wings
And reach into the sky
Believe that I can fly away
When you’re by my side

I’m flying high ohhhh
Reaching the impossible, I’ll never doubt again
I’m flying high ‘cause your love’s made me see
That anything is possible
Possible when you believe in
Anything is possible
Possible when you believe in me
When you believe in me.

by Eminem
from the album The Slim Shady LP

Chorus: Repeat 2X

I dont know why this world keep turning
Round and Round
But I wish it would stop, and let me off right now

Yes man
As the World Turns
We all experience things in life
Trials and Tribulations
That we all must go through
When someone wants to test us
When someone tries our patience

[Eminem]
I hang with a bunch of hippies
and wacky tobacco planters
Who swallow lit roaches
and light up like jack-o-lanterns
Outsiders baby, and we suing the courts
Cuz we’re dope as fuck and only get a 2 in the source
They never should’ve booted me out of reform school
Deformed fool,takin a shit in a warm pool
They threw me out the Ramada Inn
I said it wasn’t me, I got a twin (Oh my god its you! Not again!)
It all started when my mother took my bike away
Cuz I murdered my guinea pig and stuck him in the microwave
After that, It was straight to the 40 ouncers
Slappin teachers, and jackin off in front of my counselors
Class clown freshman, dressed like Les Nessman
Fuck the next lesson, I’ll past the test guessin
And all the other kids said Eminem’s a dishead,
He’ll never last, the only class he’ll pass is phys ed
May be true, till I told this bitch in gym class
That she was too fat to swim laps, she needed Slim Fast (Who Me?)
Yeah bitch you so big you walked into big Tanny’s and stepped on Jenny Craig
She picked me up to snap me like a skinny twig
Put me in the headlock, then I thought of my guinea pig
I felt the evilness and started transformin (RARRRR!)
It began storming, I heard a bunch of cheering fans swarming
Grabbed that bitch by her hair
Drug her across the ground
And took her up to the highest diving board and tossed her down
Sorry coach, its too late to tell me stop
While I drop this bitch face down and watch her belly flop

Chorus

As the World Turns
These are the days of our lives
These are the things that we must go through
Day by day

[Eminem]
We drive around in million dollar sports cars
While little kids hide this tape from their parents like bad report cards
Outsiders, and we suing the courts
Cuz we dope as fuck and only get a 2 in The Source
Hypercondriac, hanging out at the laundromat
Where all the raunchy fat white trashy blondes be at
Dressed like a sailor, standin by a pale of garbage
Its almost dark and I’m still tryna nail a trailor park bitch
I met a slut and said "What up, its nice to meet ya"
I’d like to treat ya to a Faygo and a slice of pizza
But I’m broke as fuck and I don’t get paid till the first of next month
But if you care to join me, I was bout to roll this next blunt
But I aint got no weed, no phillies, or no papers
Plus I’m a rapist and a repeated prison escapist
So gimme all

by Faith Evans
from the album Faith Evans

Come on over here
Lay down next to me
Let me tell you something
That I’ve been meaning to say
For a long time whoa

Baby its been some time
Since we first met
And every day with you
Is like no other whoa

[1] – All this love you’re giving me
I know just what to do
I’ll take the love you’re giving me
And give my love to you

You give your love so freely
And you give it so abundantly
I just want to be able
To give it back to you

Come on baby
Let me tell you
Tell you all the things I feel
Cause if it wasn’t boy you know
I don’t think I would know what’s real

[repeat 1]

You got me singing la la la
La la la laaa
La la la laaa la la la
Whoa la la la la la la
La la la la la
La la la laaa
La la la laaa la la la
La la la la la la
You got me singing
La la la laaa
La la la laaa la la la
La la la la la la
La la la laaa
La la la laaa la la la
La la la la la la

[repeat 1]

[2] – All this love you’re giving me
I want to give just let me give it back to you

[Repeat 2 til end of song]

by Jehst
from the album High Plains Drifter EP

I bleed liquid gold and slur speech in a cryptic code
my feet slipping on this twisted road
only the mystic knows the lone figure in the distance
no bigger than the sum of his enscriptions
or the extent of his conviction
I’ll sip vitamin enriched liquid diction
and digest fiction for culture, i force fed code the monster
my head and net connected by a pole
Try to hold things together like the skins i fold
take my food for thought with a pinch of salt
true to form, my sin results in self doubt
look into my eyes i dont need to spell it out
you can see it, how i tripped and fell down
and picked myself up, turned myself round from the cliffs edge
and staggered home like a misled piss head
i put up a fight, till my fist bled
I choke on lead, until my spits red
when i step outside to get a quick breath of fresh debt
no theres no air left, and 50% of us couldnt care less, i bare flesh
exposed to the cancerous light like tearing the film, out ya cameras
im still ravenous, i feel my stomach acid
keep burning as i work towards another classic
melt ya plastic chat snatch ya comfort blanet
in this cold world your naked and un-attractive
and ya tactics are underhanded
i hibernate through the winter
and wait for the summer madness

Call me the dirty stop out, fetus on the couch
stout on my breath and a bad case of desert mouth
forever drowing my pain in the pleasent sound of whispered words and rainfall on little ground
gaged and bound with no hope of gettin out
save the secrets and lies, im trying to settle down
but like the weather now, im unpredictable
my hates bitter but my loves unconditional
living in this digital age, these are strange days
my rage tamed, and freed on the same page
i make waves, till i wash away the refuge
god of the sea, these are the eight moons of neptune
i make moves to refuge, but dont sleep
i walk the street, with a rose in my teeth
and a bitter sweet song in my heart
i take every step, the hard headed dont ever rest
so till the very end, i wont ever rest
i serenade my angel with every breath god sends
in rememerence of lost friends
whenever my cold tent drops, i know what went on then
provokes me to focus ahead
close my eyes and get close to the dead
I’m the ghost that begs to be released from limbo
between two worlds like the theif at the window