A taste of what you're listening to...

[opperdude]

ok now i'm gonna share with you guys the song that has to be at a party when you are all fekked up, and party like madman... (in dutch it would be 'loos gaan'/'helemaal uit je naad gaan' dunno how to express in english) all of you should get this song sumhow

party animals - i wanna be a hippy

dammit can't find the lyrics will post later (if i still want to share this with u guys as i don't want negative comment on it as it is THE party music and i know you all say it sucks)
sum lines in it:
i wanna be a hippy and i wanna get stoned, i wanna be a runaway guide to leave home
i want to be a hippy and i want to get stoned, mara-marihuana, i wanna be a runaway guide to leave home
i want to get high, i want to get high, but i knew why there's just a guy but i gotta take advice( sumthing like that)

just get it  

[Rug]

One Minute Silence - Fish out of Water

I'm done with yesterday, tomorrow I will drop today
I cannot operate on what I can and cannot say
I put my foot in it - tomorrow is another day
Some you win some you lose, the fish are out of water

You're bringing me down! - Loser
You're bringing me down! - Loser

I too have swallowed it, the promise of a better day
And blind is one thing but now the picture is grey
A little negative, but negative is how we play
Some you win, some you lose
The fish are out of water

You're bringing me down! - Loser
You're bringing me down!

I turn it on again and you're gone
I turn it on again and you're gone
I turn it on again and you're gone
I turn around again, yeah
I turn it on again and you're gone
I turn it on again and you're gone
I turn it on again and you're gone
Some you win, some you lose
The fish are out of water

Oh, I guess I'm ready, I'm as ready as I'll ever be
It comes when it comes, it comes for everybody
Make no mistake about it, it will come for you
Some you win, some you lose
The fish are out of water

You're bringing me down! - Loser
You're bringing me down! - Loser

You do what you do, let me do what I do
I'm gonna do it anyway, so why not do it too
And what if 'what if' turns out to be 'that's it for you'?
Some you win some you lose
The fish are out of water

You're bringing me down! - Loser
You're bringing me down!

I turn it on again and you're gone
I turn it on again and you're gone
I turn it on again and you're gone
I turn around again, yeah
I turn it on again and you're gone
I turn it on again and you're gone
I turn it on again and you're gone
Some you win, some you lose
The fish are out of water

Me again, it's me again
Ain't I what the whole world wants to be?
Me again, it's me again
Last of the great pretenders my friend

Me again, it's me again
Ain't I what the whole world wants to be?
Me again, it's me again
Last of the great pretenders my friend

I turn it on again and you're gone
I turn it on again and you're gone
I turn it on again and you're gone
I turn around again, yeah
I turn it on again and you're gone
I turn it on again and you're gone
I turn it on again and you're gone
Some you win, some you lose

Can anybody hear me?
Loser
Loser
Loser

That's gotta hurt

One Minute Silence - Roof of the World

As I look back my anger turns to rage
These eyes become the windows to a cage
Peace? When has peace had its page?
Nothing but the same old story
As I look back, it looks me in the face
One small step means McDonald's in space
To sleep soundly is to know your place
Nothing but the same old story

Sometimes I feel like the roof of the world
Crashed down on my head and crumbled
Sometimes I feel like the roof of the world
Crashed down on my head and crumbled
Sometimes I feel like the roof of the world
Crashed down on my head and crumbled
Sometimes I feel like the roof of the world
Crashed down on my head and crumbled!

As I look back every killer has his day
Little Boy, Fat Man and Enola Gay
In God we trust and bombs away
Nothing but the same old story

As I look back my anger turns to hate
Six million Jews just to test my faith
The voice of reason is a limited trait
Nothing but the same old story

Sometimes I feel like the roof of the world
Crashed down on my head and crumbled
Sometimes I feel like the roof of the world
Crashed down on my head and crumbled
Sometimes I feel like the roof of the world
Crashed down on my head and crumbled
Sometimes I feel like the roof of the world
Crashed down on my head and crumbled!

(I know where you go)
(I see what you don't want to see)
(I go where you go)
(I know where you go, where've you've been)*

Your silence, My silence
Your silence, My silence
Your silence, My silence
Your silence, My silence

Your silence! My silence!
Your silence! My silence!
Your silence! My silence!
Your silence! My silence!

Your silence!
Your silence!

As I look back I'm last, but not too late
Our legacy is a lesson in waste
Of things to come maybe just a taste
And all for the greater glory
And all for the greater glory
And all for the greater glory
And all for the greater glory
And all for the greater glory

One Minute Silence - Words

Life - They fought and fell and died and never came home
Words - For words they fought and words they fell and words alone
War - I tried to see it your way, tried to see it your way, but words fail me
Life - Above all else if nothing else, I can't see my way again, I can't see my way again

So here we are
Dawn of a new day
fish how it looks
fish yesterday
I'm not saying forget
That's not what I'm saying
That's not what I'm saying
You make me feel like I'm nothing
But that's life
Yeah, that's life
50 million
A small price for freedom
My freedom
fish freedom if I'm not alive to live it
I'll fight for it
I won't kill or die for it
This is a rich man's world
Let the rich man fry for it

Strange - On no man's land for no man's land how brave how grand how very dead indeed
Hope - How many more if any more how many roads before the hand we hold is free
War - I've tried to see it your way, tried to see it your way, reasoned but with reasoning life only echoes mine
Life - Above all else if nothing else, I can't see my way again, I can't see my way again

So here we are
Dawn of a new day
fish how it looks
fish yesterday
I'm not saying forget
That's not what I'm saying
That's not what I'm saying
You make me feel like I'm nothing
But that's life
Yeah, that's life
50 million
A small price for freedom
My freedom
fish freedom if I'm not alive to live it
I'll fight for it
I won't kill or die for it
This is a rich man's world
Let the rich man fry for it

Peace - They fought and fell and died and never came home
Words - For words they fell and words they fought and words alone
I've tried to see it your way I've tried to see it your way

Words fool me
Words fail me

One Minute Silence - New Dogs, New Tricks

You got thirty minutes to clear the fishin' area!

Boom bang, shit flew, brains too
life removed, leaders unmoved,
Provo's prove, once again,
the needs outweigh the few,
the means outweighed the crew,
one thousand pounds, laid by two.
Black the scene, the gold,
the white the green.
Lowered the flag for a dream,
but in some eyes a gleam,
their ways extreme,
of the crop, the cream,
but in this hour sour,
five felt the power of it,
one a child of six, fast I need a fix,
change the channel please.

Somebody's screaming freedom,
somebody's screaming pride,
somebody's screaming never,
me I'm screaming why.

Somebody's screaming freedom,
somebody's screaming pride,
somebody's screaming never,
me I'm screaming why.

One more, now two, now three,
lone gun man takes revenge,
three more shot down for what,
and here we go again,
for what, for pride,
for freedom once denied,
try centuries of misery,
now fished is how it's best described,
no more, no never again,
but here we go again,
Provo's on the move again,
people gonna lose again,
people gonna lose again,
people gonna lose again,
people gonna lose again,
people gonna lose again.

Somebody's screaming freedom,
somebody's screaming pride,
somebody's screaming never,
me I'm screaming why.

Somebody's screaming freedom,
somebody's screaming pride,
somebody's screaming never,
me I'm screaming why.

Who the fish are you?
who the fish are you?
comin at me, pointing your finger at me,
check your history!
Here I go again, step the fish back,
nick nack Paddy with the facts,
give the dog a bone, to the bone green,
On the mic, i'm the man, with the plan,
say, who the fish are you,
who the fish are you?

Somebody's screaming freedom,
somebody's screaming pride,
Somebody's screaming never,
me I'm screaming why.

Somebody's screaming freedom,
somebody's screaming pride,
somebody's screaming never,
me I'm screaming why.

Somebody's screaming freedom!
Somebody's screaming freedom!
 

[mole]

wow this is one of my dads songs how cool


rage against the machine - killing in the name of

Some of those that work forces,
are the saints that burn crosses

Now ya do what they told ya

Don't you die or justify
You're wearin the badge, and your chosen white
You justify those that died
By wearin the badge and your chosen white

Some of those that work forces,
are the saints that burn crosses

Killing in the name of...

Now ya do what they told ya

Your under control
Now ya do what they told ya

Those who die, are justified,
for wearing a badge and their clothes in white
You justify those that died
By wearin the badge and your chosen white

Come on...
fish you, I won't do what ya tell me...
(many repeats)

Muthafisher
 

[Filran]

I've had these lines going over and over in my poor, pathetic head. Maybe you'll get infected and have your head explode.

Stand, by REM


Stand in the place where you live
Now face North
Think about direction
Wonder why you haven't before
Now stand in the place where you work
Now face West
Think about the place where you live
Wonder why you haven't before

If you are confused check with the sun
Carry a compass to help you along
Your feet are going to be on the ground
Your head is there to move you around

Stand in the place where you live
Now face North
Think about direction
Wonder why you haven't before
Now stand in the place where you work
Now face West
Think about the place where you live
Wonder why you haven't before

Your feet are going to be on the ground
Your head is there to move you around
If wishes were trees the trees would be falling
Listen to reason
Season is calling

Stand in the place where you live
Now face North
Think about direction
Wonder why you haven't before
Now stand in the place where you work
Now face West
Think about the place where you live
Wonder why you haven't before

If wishes were trees the trees would be falling
Listen to reason
Reason is calling
Your feet are going to be on the ground
Your head is there to move you around

So Stand (stand)
Now face North
Think about direction, wonder why you haven't before
Now stand (stand)
Now face West
Think about the place where you live
Wonder why you haven't

Stand in the place where you live
Now face North
Think about direction
Wonder why you haven't before
Now stand in the place where you work
Now face West
Think about the place where you live
Wonder why you haven't before

Stand in the place where you are (Now face North)
Stand in the place where you are (Now face West)
Your feet are going to be on the ground (Stand in the place where you are)
Your head is there to move you around, so stand.

Superman, by REM

"This is a special news report.
Godzilla has been sighted in Tokyo Bay.
The attack on it by the Self-Defense
Force has been useless.
He is heading towards the city. AAAAAGGGGHHHH!!!!!"

I am I am I am Superman and I know what's happening.
I am I am I am Superman and I can do anything.

You don't really love that guy you make it with now do you?
I know you don't love that guy cause I can see right through you.

I am I am I am Superman and I know what's happening.
I am I am I am Superman and I can do anything.

If you go a million miles away I'll track you down girl.
Trust me when I say I know the pathway to your heart.

If you go a million miles away I'll track you down girl.
Trust me when I say I know the pathway to your heart.

I am I am Superman and I know what's happening.
I am I am I am Superman and I can do anything.

I am I am I am Superman and I know what's happening.
I am I am I am Superman and I can do anything.

Its impossible to live with the 'I am I am I am Superman and I can do anything' repeating over and over in your head.

And finally, I'm listening to it right now...

For All The Cows, by Foo Fighters

I'm Called A Cow
I'm Not About
To Blow It Now
For All The Cows

It's Funny How
Money Allows
All To Browse
And Be Endowed
The Wish Is True
It Falls Into
Pieces New The Cow Is You
The Cow Is You
 
My Kind Has All Run Out
As If Kinds Could Blend
Some Time If Time Allows
Everything Worn In
Everything Worn In
Everything Worn In Like It's A Friend

I Said You're All
A Painted Doll
And It Caused
The Walls To Fall
How Far Is He
Impatiently
Thats As Far As Far Could Be
As Far Could Be

My Kind Has All Run Out
As If Kinds Could Blend
Some Time If Time Allows
Everything Worn In
Everything Worn In
Everything Worn In Like It's A Friend

I'm Called A Cow
I'm Not About
To Blow It Now
For All The Cows

It's Funny How
Money Allows
All To Browse
And Be Endowed
And Be Endowed

My Kind Has All Run Out
As If Kinds Could Blend
Some Time If Time Allows
Everything Worn In
Everything Worn In
Everything Worn In Like It's A Friend

[Perdition]

/me likes the firts one i never knew all of the words to that song.

[RipperRoo]

/me wonders if Fil has just bought the REM album...

[Perdition]

ooo I saw an add for it on tv me wants to sucker dad into buying it LOL,  than again he may have ordered it on amazon*goes to check*

[FragMaster1972]

this has to be one of the funniest songs ever....

Arlo Guthrie - Alice's Restaurant

CHORUS:
You can get anything you want at Alice's restaurant
You can get anything you want at Alice's restaurant
Walk right in, it's around the back
Just a half a mile from the railroad track
You can get anything you want at Alice's restaurant
RECITATION:
This song is called "Alice's Restaurant." It's about Alice, and the
restaurant, but "Alice's Restaurant" is not the name of the restaurant,
that's just the name of the song. That's why I call the song "Alice's
Restaurant."

Now it all started two Thanksgivings ago... two years ago, on Thanksgiving,
when my friend and I went up to visit Alice at the restaurant.

But Alice doesn't live in the restaurant, she lives in the church nearby the
restaurant, in the bell tower with her husband Ray and Facha, the dog.

And livin' in the bell tower like that, they got a lot of room downstairs
where the pews used to be, and havin' all that room (seein' as how they took
out all the pews), they decided that they didn't have to take out their
garbage for a long time.

We got up here and found all the garbage in there and we decided that it'd
be a friendly gesture for us to take the garbage down to the city dump.

So we took the half-a-ton of garbage, put it in the back of a red VW
microbus, took shovels and rakes and implements of destruction, and headed
on toward the city dump. Well, we got there and there was a big sign and a
chain across the dump sayin', "This dump is closed on Thanksgiving," and
we'd never heard of a dump closed on Thanksgiving before, and with tears in
our eyes, we drove off into the sunset lookin' for another place to put the
garbage.

We didn't find one till we came to a side road, and off the side of the side
road was another fifteen-foot cliff, and at the bottom of the cliff was
another pile of garbage. And we decided that one big pile was better than
two little piles, and rather than bring that one up, we decided to throw
ours down. That's what we did.

Drove back to the church, had a Thanksgiving dinner that couldn't be beat,
went to sleep, and didn't get up until the next morning, when we got a phone
call from Officer Obie. He said, "Kid, we found your name on a envelope at
the bottom of a half a ton of garbage and I just wanted to know if you had
any information about it."

And I said, "Yes sir, Officer Obie, I cannot tell a lie. I put that envelope
under that garbage." After speakin' to Obie for about forty-five minutes on
the telephone, we finally arrived at the truth of the matter and he said
that we had to go down and pick up the garbage, and also had to go down and
speak to him at the Police Officer Station. So we got in the red VW microbus
with the shovels and rakes and implements of destruction and headed on
toward the Police Officer Station.

Now, friends, there was only one of two things that Obie could've done at
the Police Officer Station, and the first was that he could've given us a
medal for bein' so brave and honest on the telephone (which wasn't very
likely, and we didn't expect it), and the other thing was that he could've
bawled us out and told us never to be seen drivin' garbage around in the
vicinity again, which is what we expected.

But when we got to the Police Officer Station, there was a third possibility
that we hadn't even counted upon, and we was both immediately arrested,
handcuffed, and I said, "Obie, I can't pick up the garbage with these here
handcuffs on." He said: "Shut up kid, and get in the back of the patrol
car."

And that's what we did . . . sat in the back of the patrol car, and drove to
the quote scene of the crime unquote.

I wanna tell you 'bout the town of Stockbridge, Massachusetts, where this is
happenin'. They got three stop signs, two police officers, and one police
car, but when we got to the scene of the crime, there was five police
officers and three police cars, bein' the biggest crime of the last fifty
years and everybody wanted to get in the newspaper story about it.

And they was usin' up all kinds of cop equipment that they had hangin'
around the Police Officer Station. They was takin' plaster tire tracks,
footprints, dog-smellin' prints and they took twenty-seven 8 x 10 colored
glossy photographs with circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back of
each one explainin' what each one was, to be used as evidence against us.
Took pictures of the approach, the getaway, the northwest corner, the
southwest corner . . .
and that's not to mention the aerial photography!

After the ordeal, we went back to the jail. Obie said he was gonna put us in
a cell.

He said: "Kid, I'm gonna put you in a cell. I want your wallet and your
belt."
I said, "Obie, I can understand your wantin' my wallet, so I don't have any
money to spend in the cell, but what do you want my belt for?" and he said,
"Kid, we don't want any hangin's." I said, "Obie, did you think I was gonna
hang myself for litterin'?"

Obie said he was makin' sure, and, friends, Obie was, 'cause he took out the
toilet seat so I couldn't hit myself over the head and drown, and he took
out the toilet paper so I couldn't bend the bars, roll the toilet paper out
the window, slide down the roll and have an escape. Obie was makin' sure.

It was about four or five hours later that Alice--(remember Alice? There's a
song about Alice.)--Alice came by and, with a few nasty words to Obie on the
side, bailed us out of jail, and we went back to the church, had another
Thanksgiving dinner that couldn't be beat, and didn't get up until the next
morning, when we all had to go to court. We walked in, sat down, Obie came
in with the twenty-seven 8 x 10 colored glossy pictures with the circles and
arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one, sat down.

Man came in, said, "All rise!" We all stood up, and Obie stood up with the
twenty-seven 8 x 10 colored glossy pictures, and the judge walked in, sat
down, with a seein' eye dog and he sat down. We sat down.

Obie looked at the seein' eye dog . . . then at the twenty-seven 8 x 10
colored glossy pictures with the circles and arrows and a paragraph on the
back of each one . . . and looked at the seein' eye dog . . . and then at
the twenty-seven 8 x 10 colored glossy pictures with the circles and arrows
and a paragraph on the back of each on and began to cry.

Because Obie came to the realization that it was a typical case of American
blind justice, and there wasn't nothin' he could do about it, and the judge
wasn't gonna look at the twenty-seven 8 by 10 colored glossy pictures with
the circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one explainin'
what each one was, to be used as evidence against us.

And we was fined fifty dollars and had to pick up the garbage... in the
snow.

But that's not what I'm here to tell you about.

I'm here to talk about the draft.

They got a buildin' down in New York City called Whitehall Street, where you
walk in, you get injected, inspected, detected, infected, neglected and
selected!

I went down and got my physical examination one day, and I walked in, sat
down (got good and drunk the night before, so I looked and felt my best when
I went in that morning, 'cause I wanted to look like the All-American Kid
from New York City. I wanted to feel like . . . I wanted to be the
All-American Kid from New York), and I walked in, sat down, I was hung down,
brung down, hung up and all kinds of mean, nasty, ugly things.

And I walked in, I sat down, they gave me a piece of paper that said: "Kid,
see the psychiatrist in room 604."

I went up there, I said, "Shrink, I wanna kill. I wanna kill! I wanna see
blood and gore and guts and veins in my teeth! Eat dead, burnt bodies! I
mean: Kill. Kill!"

And I started jumpin' up and down, yellin' "KILL! KILL!" and he started
jumpin' up and down with me, and we was both jumpin' up and down, yellin',
"KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL!" and the sergeant came over, pinned a medal on me,
sent me down the hall, said "You're our boy". Didn't feel too good about it.

Proceeded down the hall, gettin' more injections, inspections, detections,
neglections, and all kinds of stuff that they was doin' to me at the thing
there, and I was there for two hours... three hours... four hours... I was
there for a long time goin' through all kinds of mean, nasty, ugly things,
and I was just havin' a tough time there, and they was inspectin',
injectin', every single part of me, and they was leavin' no part untouched!

Proceeded through, and I finally came to see the very last man. I walked in,
sat down, after a whole big thing there. I walked up, and I said, "What do
you want?" He said, "Kid, we only got one question: Have you ever been
arrested?"

And I proceeded to tell him the story of Alice's Restaurant Massacree with
full orchestration and five-part harmony and stuff like that, and other
phenomenon.

He stopped me right there and said, "Kid, have you ever been to court?" And
I proceeded to tell him the story of the twenty-seven 8 x 10 colored glossy
pictures with the circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one
. . .

He stopped me right there and said, "Kid, I want you to go over and sit down
on that bench that says 'Group W'."

And I walked over to the bench there, and there's... Group W is where they
put you if you may not be moral enough to join the army after committin'
your special crime.

There was all kinds of mean, nasty, ugly-lookin' people on the bench there .
. . there was mother-rapers . . . father-stabbers . . . father-rapers!
FATHER-RAPERS sittin' right there on the bench next to me! And they was mean
and nasty and ugly and horrible and crime fightin' guys were sittin' there
on the bench, and the meanest, ugliest, nastiest one . . . the meanest
father-raper of them all . . . was comin' over to me, and he was mean and
ugly and nasty and horrible and all kinds of things, and he sat down next to
me. He said, "Kid, what'd you get?"

I said, "I didn't get nothin'. I had to pay fifty dollars and pick up the
garbage."

He said, "What were you arrested for, kid?" and I said, "Litterin'"' . . . .
And they all moved away from me on the bench there, with the hairy eyeball
and all kinds of mean, nasty things, till I said, "And creatin' a nuisance .
. . " And they all came back, shook my hand, and we had a great time on the
bench talkin' about crime, mother-stabbin', father-rapin', . . . all kinds
of groovy things that we was talkin' about on the bench, and everything was
fine.

We was smokin' cigarettes and all kinds of things, until the sergeant came
over, had some paper in his hand, held it up and said:
"KIDSTHISPIECEOFPAPERSGOTFOURTYSVENPAGESTHIRTYSEVENSENTENCES­FIFTYEIGHTWORDSWEWANTTOKNOWTHEDETAILSOFTHECRIMETHETIMEOFTHE­CRIMEANDANYOTHERKINDOFTHINGYOUGOTTOSAYPERTAININGTOANDABOUTTHE­CRIMEWEWANTTOKNOWTHEARRESTINGOFFICERSNAMEANDANYOTHERTHINGYOUGOTTOSAY
. . ."

And he talked for forty-five minutes and nobody understood a word that he
said.

But we had fun fillin' out the forms and playin' with the pencils on the
bench there.

I filled out the Massacree with the four-part harmony. Wrote it down there
just like it was and everything was fine. And I put down my pencil, and I
turned over the piece of paper, and there . . . on the other side . . . in
the middle of the other side . . . away from everything else on the other
side . . . in parentheses . . . capital letters . . . quotated . . . read
the following words: "Kid, have you rehabilitated yourself?"

I went over to the sergeant. Said, "Sergeant, you got a lot of god-damned
gall to ask me if I've rehabilitated myself! I mean . . . I mean . . . I
mean that you send . . . I'm sittin' here on the bench . . . I mean I'm
sittin' here on the Group W bench, 'cause you want to know if I'm moral
enough to join the army, burn women, kids, houses and villages after bein' a
litterbug."

He looked at me and said, "Kid, we don't like your kind! We're gonna send
your fingerprints off to Washington"!

And, friends, somewhere in Washington, enshrined in some little folder, is a
study in black and white of my fingerprints.

And the only reason I'm singin' you the song now is 'cause you may know
somebody in a similar situation.

Or you may be in a similar situation, and if you're in a situation like
that, there's only one thing you can do:

Walk into the shrink wherever you are, just walk in, say, "Shrink, . . . you
can get anything you want at Alice's Restaurant", and walk out.

You know, if one person, just one person, does it, they may think he's
really sick and they won't take him.

And if two people do it, in harmony, they may think they're both faggots and
they won't take either of them.

And if three people do it! Can you imagine three people walkin' in, singin'
a bar of "Alice's Restaurant" and walkin' out? They may think it's an
organization!

And can you imagine fifty people a day? I said FIFTY people a day . . .
walkin' in, singin' a bar of "Alice's Restaurant" and walkin' out? Friends,
they may think it's a MOVEMENT, and that's what it is: THE ALICE'S
RESTAURANT ANTI-MASSACREE MOVEMENT! . . . and all you gotta do to join is to
sing it the next time it comes around on the guitar.

With feelin'.

CHORUS

Sliced up the stupidly long line :­P

[Perdition]

ok the first dozen paragraphs were good but I don't wanna spoend the time to read all that LOL

[Rug]

Any Wrestling fans (hack, spit) will know this if they hear it...

Disturbed - Glass Shatters

Step up! Cause you're the next one in line for the kill. You don't believe me but I'm betting that you will.
Step up! I'll let you live a little bit with the pain that I bring. You know it's only the beginning.
Step up! Cause you're the next one in line for the kill. You don't believe me but I'm betting that you will.
Step up! I'll let you live a little bit with the pain that I bring. You know it's only the beginning.
I'm breaking the living inside you, stop begging someone to hide you.
I'm breaking the living inside you, stop begging someone to to hide you.
I'm breaking the living inside you, stop begging someone to to hide you.
I'm breaking the living inside you, don't run away, bring it on straight to me!
Step up! Cause you're the next one in line for the kill. You don't believe me but I'm betting that you will.
Step up! I'll let you live a little bit with the pain that I bring. You know it's only the beginning.
Step up! Cause you're the next one in line for the kill. You don't believe me but I'm betting that you will.
I'm breaking the living inside you, stop begging someone to hide you.
I'm breaking the living inside you, stop begging someone to hide you.
I'm breaking the living inside you, stop begging someone to to hide you.
I'm breaking the living inside you, don't run away, bring it on straight to me!
Step up! Cause you're the next one in line for the kill. You don't believe me but I'm betting that you will.
Step up! I'll let you live a little bit with the pain that I bring. You know it's only the beginning.
I'm breaking the living inside you, stop begging someone to hide you.
I'm breaking the living inside you, don't run away, bring it on straight to me!
Step up! Cause you're the next one in line for the kill. You don't believe me but I'm betting that you will.
Step up! I'll let you live a little bit with the pain that I bring. You know it's only the beginning.
Step up! Cause you're the next one in line for the kill. You don't believe me but I'm betting that you will.
Step up! I'll let you live a little bit with the pain that I bring. You know it's only the beginning.
I'm breaking the living inside you, stop begging someone to hide you.
I'm breaking the living inside you, stop begging someone to hide you.
I'm breaking the living inside you, stop begging someone to hide you.
I'm breaking the living inside you, don't run away, bring it on straight to me!


Disturbed - Prayer


Another dream that will never come true
Just to compliment your sorrow
Another life that I've taken from you
A gift to add on to your pain and suffering
Another truth you can never believe
Has crippled you completely
All the cries you're beginning to hear
Trapped in your mind, and the sound is deafening

Let me enlighten you
This is the way I pray

Living just isn't hard enough
Burn me alive, inside
Living my life's not hard enough
Take everything away

Another nightmare about to come true
Will manifest tomorrow
Another love that I've taken from you
Lost in time, on the edge of suffering
Another taste of the evil I breed
Will level you completely
Bring to life everything that you fear
Live in the dark, and the world is threatening

Let me enlighten you
This is the way i pray

Living just isn't hard enough
Burn me alive, inside
Living my life's not hard enough
Take everything away

Return to me
Leave me no one
Turn to me
Return to me
Cast aside

You've made me turn away

Disturbed - Believe

Believe, when you lie
You will never need to recognize yourself
To deceive
To remove all chance of doubt and be received
With your lie
The deception is complete when you concede
And decide
To reject your lives, sacrificed to me

Penance can't absolve your sin
All your belief
Cannot absolve your sin

Believe, when you lie
You will never need to recognize the source
Of deceipt
To renew your faith in God
You must believe, in your lie
The redemption is complete when you conceive
And decline
To release your lives
Sacrificed to me

Penance can't absolve your sin
All your belief
Cannot absolve your sin

Reap your life, like you want to
recognize, all you've come to

Reap your life
Veiled in shadow
Recognize
Faces of the crucified
I can hear their screams tonight
Ever haunting me

Burn your lie into me

Penance can't absolve your sin
All your belief
Cannot absolve your sin

This ones pretty graphic...

Disturbed - Menaing of Life

 wanna get psycho
Run you little bitch
I want your power glowing, juicy flowing, red hot, meaning of life
It's not enough to have a little taste
I want the whole damn thing now
Can you dig it?

Need to get psycho
wanna hear you say it
say, you want it, need it
Don't wanna wait until we finish the show
It's not enough, you hunger for more
You're one twisted little fish
And now you wanna get psycho with me

Decide
Give in

I wanna get psycho
Scratch my itch
Give me your power glowing, juicy flowing red hot, meaning of life
It's not enough to have a little piece
I want the whole damn thing now
Can you dig it?

Need to get psycho
Wanna hear you scream
Tell me to take you, scare you, fish you
After we finish the show
It's not enough, you listening whore?
You're one twisted little fish
And now you wanna get psycho with me

I can feel the blood, flowing through my veins
Spilling on my soul
And now the hunger's getting bigger
Come a little closer now
Pretentious whore and pull my trigger
Free the violence that is building in me
I say now end of the ride, murder suicide
Is how I've been feelin' that I can't ignore
And the need to get psycho
Is not a question to me

As is this one...

Disturbed - Down with The Sickness

Drowning deep in my sea of loathing
Broken your servant I kneel
It seems what's left of my human side
Is slowly changing in me

Looking at my own reflection
When suddenly it changes
Violently it changes (oh no)
There is no turning back now
You've woken up the demon in me

Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Open up your hate, and let it flow into me
You mother get up
You fisher get up
Madness is the gift, that has been given to me

I can see inside you, the sickness is rising
Don't try to deny what you feel
It seems that all that was good has died
And is decaying in me

It seems you're having some trouble
In dealing with these changes
Living with these changes (oh no)
The world is a scary place
Now that you've woken up the demon in me

(And when I dream)
No mommy, don't do it again
Don't do it again
I'll be a good boy
I'll be a good boy, I promise
No mommy don't hit me
Why did you have to hit me like that
Why did you have to be such a bitch
Why don't you,
Why don't you fish off and die
Why can't you just fish off and die
Why can't you just leave here and die
Never stick your hand in my face again bitch
fish YOU
I don't need this shit
You stupid sadistic abusive fishing whore
How would you have to see how it feels mommy
Here it comes, get ready to die

One Minute Silence - A Waste of Thing to Come

Put up, or get up and get out,
ya gotta put up, or get up and get out
ya gotta put up, or get up and get out
ya gotta put up, put up, put up, put up, get out!

Put up, or get up and get out,
ya gotta put up, or get up and get out
ya gotta put up, or get up and get out
ya gotta put up, put up, put up, put up, get out!!! (get out!)

Listen up, give it up, as I drop hip hop some lines,
better believe in me, cause I'm your last hope, life line.
Never gonna be a party by the people for all the people,
never gonna be put to practice, all men created equal,
maybe in God's eyes, lets hope there's a sequel.
How it is, how it should be, what it's not, what it could be,
why it is and why it will always be,
greed, personal gain, let me put you in the picture,
in the right frame,
never get the ball but you're in the game,
stick your finger up your ass, feel your brain,
recommend an ennema to clear the frame,
couldn't crawl and we took a plane,
left wisdom in the ape lane, last lane, rape lane.

Put up, or get up and get out,
ya gotta put up, or get up and get out
ya gotta put up, or get up and get out
ya gotta put up, put up, put up, put up, get out!

Put up, or get up and get out,
ya gotta put up, or get up and get out
ya gotta put up, or get up and get out
ya gotta put up, put up, put up, put up, get out.

Pick a side, if not mine, piss off, don't want to hear,
no compromise when it comes to man,
man's fishing me up in here.
His ability to make it all dissapear,
how can I trust what I fear, be like the rest,
disconnect, stick my head in a beer,
that dizzy disease, disney indeed,
dangle the carrot, watch the ass feed.
Never questioning the hand that bleeds,
less brain than present day Cobain,
global destruction at the touch of a button
a world clearly insane,
genocide justified as killing in the name,
won't be satisfied till the peace keepers fly,
then it's boom, boom, boom, boom, goodbye.

Put up, or get up and get out,
ya gotta put up, or get up and get out
ya gotta put up, or get up and get out
ya gotta put up, put up, put up, put up, get out!

Put up, or get up and get out,
ya gotta put up, or get up and get out
ya gotta put up, or get up and get out
ya gotta put up, put up, put up, put up!

[FragMaster1972]

LOL....the lyrics for alices restaurant are longer than all six songs you just posted....that song is sooooo long....20 minutes when you actually listen to it...    

[Rug]

Because Anna cant understand Yap...

One Minute Silence - We Bounce

If I kill, Can I not be the President too?
If I rape, Can I come sit with you?
If I lie, Can I not tell the truth?
Have I failed? Well, In the eyes of fools...

If I kill, Can I not be the President too?
If I rape, Can I come sit with you?
Can I please, Permission sir to move,
Have I Failed? HAVE I FAILED?
Pretty f*cking soon you're gonna find out,
Just how much your nothing means to me,
Matters. It matters. It matters to the people.

We Bounce, we bounce back. Aint shit without the pack.
The resolve is the past. We Bounce we bounce back,
Aint shit without the pack. The resolve is in the cracks.
We Bounce, we bounce back. Aint shit without the pack.
Come come come, Come come come,

Impossibilities.

If I am, well then I am with you,
If I rise up, would you rise up too?
And I still cant see it. If I fail, the flag I fly is yours.
And I still cant see it. Have I failed? HAVE I FAILED?
Just how much your nothing means to me,
Matters. It matters. It matters to the people.

We Bounce, we bounce back. Aint shit without the pack.
The resolve is the past. We Bounce we bounce back,
Aint shit without the pack. The resolve is in the cracks.
We Bounce, we bounce back. Aint shit without the pack.
Come come come, Come come come,

Pretty soon you're gonna see me.
Bring your chosen gods to eat me.
Never sell your soul to be me. I aint anybodys light.

Someday soon youre gonna hear me.
I aint the one to have you fear me.
Climb the highest tree and jeer me.
I aint everybody's light.

Impossibilities.
 

[Perdition]

ooo thanx Matt

[Rug]

Disturbed - A Welcome Burden

Shout!

Heavy! You want it heavy!
Welcome to my world, either way you pick you're winding down
Heavy! I want it heavy!
Welcome to my world, either way you pick you're winding down again

Gather your pathetic masses and bring them to me
To a world devoid of lie
To another time, to another place
And then they pick a man, tastes my misery
Rip away her disguise and brothel the lies that ya find
The truth is sickening!
We don't need to change it, really
I kind of like it ugly!

Lay it mean! It binding! Seathing! Blinding! Screaming!

Gather your psychotic masses and bring them to me
To a world devoid of sanity
Another time, & another place
And then the violence creates calamity
Rip away her disguise and brothel the lies that ya find
The truth is sickening!
We don't need to change it, really
I kind of like it ugly!

The race of the Mother Culture is thickening!
The rape of the Mother Culture is nearing!
The face of the Mother Culture is sickening!
The rape of a Mother is the loving I need
Bleeding now - 1! 2! 3! 4!

One Minute Silence - I Feel Nothing

I want to kill myself
I want to live my life
Yesterday woke again today
Right now I feel like

Be myself
I want to be your life
Nobody knows where I go please go
Leave me now before I...

Turn and run and find a place to hide
Anywhere but here is not goodbye
fish the world we live in let it die
No-one seems to care so why should I
All the flowers inside my head have died
Now I see it all through tainted eyes
Fix me up on life I need a high
I can't face you when I'm

I wanna lose myself
In a place you'll find
Hope is the only friend I know
I hope you need me

Save myself
Can you take this life
Happiness comes to those who wait
I've waited here I'm tired

Turn and run and find a place to hide
Anywhere but here is not goodbye
fish the world we live in let it die
No-one seems to care so why should I
All the flowers inside my head have died
Now I see it all through tainted eyes
Fix me up on life I need a high
I can't face you when I'm

I feel nothing!

Turn and run and find a place to hide
Anywhere but here is not goodbye
fish the world we live in let it die
No-one seems to care so why should I
All the flowers inside my head have died
Now I see it all through tainted eyes
Fix me up on life I need a high
I can't face you when I'm

[FragMaster1972]

wow. I've been listening to some OMS lately, and I must say they're pretty fishin cool. I'm gonna hafta pick up their albums. Question though--what're these last two songs from Disturbed? A Welcome Burden and Glass Shatters--Why have I never heard of them?