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May 21, 2010 at 12:39 am #179688
xy-transit wrote:
Quote:I’ve been roaming around
Always looking down at all I see
Painted faces, fill the places I cant reachYou know that I could use somebody
You know that I could use somebodySomeone like you, And all you know, And how you speak
Countless lovers under cover of the streetYou know that I could use somebody
You know that I could use somebody
Someone like youOff in the night, while you live it up, I’m off to sleep
Waging wars to shape the poet and the beat
I hope it’s gonna make you notice
I hope it’s gonna make you noticeSomeone like me
Someone like me
Someone like me,Hey man, oh leave me alone, you know
Hey man, oh Henry, get off the phone, I gotta
Hey man, I gotta straighten my face
This mellow thighed chick’s just put my spine out of placeHey man, my schoolday’s insane
Hey man, my work’s down the drain
Hey man, well she’s like total blam-blam
She said she had to squeeze it but she – and then she{Refrain}
Don’t lean on me, man
‘Cause you can’t afford the ticket
I’m back on Suffragette City
Don’t lean on me man
‘Cause you ain’t got time to check it
You know my Suffragette City
Is outa sight, she’s all rightHey man, ah Henry, don’t be unkind, go ‘way
Hey man, I can’t take you this time, no way
Hey man, say droogie don’t crash here
There’s only room for one and here she comes, here she comes{Refrain}
Oh, don’t lean on me man
‘Cause you can’t afford the ticket
I’m back on Suffragette City
Well, don’t lean on me man
‘Cause you ain’t got time to check it
You know my Suffragette City
{Repeat}
Is outa sight, whoa she’s all rightMy Suffragette City, my Suffragette City
I’m back on Suffragette City
I’m back on Suffragette City
Whoo, Suffragette City, whoo, Suffragette City
Ooh Ha, Suffragette City, ooh ha, SuffragetteAaaaaah, wham bam thank you ma’am
My Suffragette City, my Suffragette City, right, all right
My Suffragette City, ooh, mine, Suffragette City
Oh, my Suffragette City, oh, my Suffragette City
Oh, my Suffragette City, ah, Suffragette
Suffragette!May 22, 2010 at 9:30 pm #179717Sunday bloody Sunday
and I’ve gotta go to work
shit
the last 2 lines aren’t part of the song
May 22, 2010 at 9:39 pm #179823I know exactly how you feel LC
At work now, on a beautiful blue sky Sunday
Have had heaps of rain over the past few days so I can only imagine how it would be to be out there throwing mud at our fellow riders :woohoo: :woohoo:
Back to the grindstone
Cheers
MurphMay 23, 2010 at 10:12 pm #179824It’s just another manic Monday
I wish it was Sunday
‘Cause that’s my Funday
My I don’t have to runday
It’s just another manic Monday.Have to catch an early train, got to be to work by nine
And if I had an air-o-plane, I still couldn’t make it on time
Cause it takes me so long just to figure out what I’m gonna wear
Blame it on the train but the boss is already there.May 24, 2010 at 1:16 am #179863LC4skin wrote:
Quote:It’s just another manic Monday
I wish it was Sunday
‘Cause that’s my Funday
My I don’t have to runday
It’s just another manic Monday.Have to catch an early train, got to be to work by nine
And if I had an air-o-plane, I still couldn’t make it on time
Cause it takes me so long just to figure out what I’m gonna wear
Blame it on the train but the boss is already there.You get up every morning
From your alarm clock’s warning
Take the 8:15 into the city
There’s a whistle up above
And people pushin’, people shovin’
And the girls who try to look prettyAnd if your train’s on time
You can get to work by nine
And start your slaving job to get your pay
If you ever get annoyed
Look at me I’m self-employed
I love to work at nothing all dayAnd I’ll be…
Taking care of business every day
Taking care of business every way
I’ve been taking care of business, it’s all mine
Taking care of business and working overtime
Work out!If it were easy as fishin’
You could be a musician
If you could make sounds loud or mellow
Get a second-hand guitar
Chances are you’ll go far
If you get in with the right bunch of fellowsPeople see you having fun
Just a-lying in the sun
Tell them that you like it this way
It’s the work that we avoid
And we’re all self-employed
We love to work at nothing all dayAnd we be…
Take good care of my business
When I’m away, every day whoo![Repeat first 2 verses]
Takin’ care of business [4x]
Takin’ care of business [repeat, fade]
May 24, 2010 at 9:52 pm #179876Tuesday I hate, oh Tuesday
Ain’t no girls on the street
Tuesday it ain’t good for nothing
Drinking beer and watching TVMay 25, 2010 at 12:40 am #179928LC4skin wrote:
Quote:Tuesday I hate, oh Tuesday
Ain’t no girls on the street
Tuesday it ain’t good for nothing
Drinking beer and watching TVWindin’ your way down on Baker Street
Light in your head and dead on your feet
Well another crazy day
You’ll drink the night away
And forget about everything
This city desert makes you feel so cold.
It’s got so many people but it’s got no soul
And it’s taking you so long
To find out you were wrong
When you thought it had everythingYou used to think that it was so easy
You used to say that it was so easy
But you’re tryin’
You’re tryin’ now
Another year and then you’ll be happy
Just one more year and then you’ll be happy
But you’re cryin’
You’re cryin’ nowWay down the street there’s a lad in his place
He opens the door he’s got that look on his face
And he asks you where you’ve been
You tell him who you’ve seen
And you talk about anythingHe’s got this dream about buyin’ some land
He’s gonna give up the booze and the one night stands
And then he’ll settle down there’s a quiet little town
And forget about everythingBut you know he’ll always keep movin’
You know he’s never gonna stop movin
Cus he’s rollin’
He’s the rollin’ stoneAnd when you wake up it’s a new mornin’
The sun is shinin’ it’s a new morning
You’re goin’
You’re goin’ home.May 25, 2010 at 1:04 am #179951Sgt. Baker is my name
I’m gonna teach you how to play the game
Of warfare
Suddenly it appears to me
You got a bit much dignity
For your own good, boy
Yes sir, yes sir.May 27, 2010 at 2:49 pm #179952suddenly your seeing me
just the way I am
suddenly your hearing me
so I`m talking just as fast as I can ,to you
suddenly
every part of me , needs to know every part youMay 28, 2010 at 2:40 pm #180201morgo wrote:
Quote:suddenly your seeing me
just the way I am
suddenly your hearing me
so I`m talking just as fast as I can ,to you
suddenly
every part of me , needs to know every part youShe’s young, lithe and homely, wise by no means,
Known one guy she’s for his eyes and only,
He’s a lying phony, leaves crying, lonely,
Separates the pain by staying high and though she,
Might just O.D. high price to go free,
This aint living, listen it’s dying slowly,
It’s got a hold on me, she can chase that feeling,
It’s got a hold on me, don’t chase that feelingSometimes I feel we strive for a life of apathy,
Callous deeds, other mindless acts of greed,
Aint jack for free, I think they’d try a tax to breathe,
It’s like we fight to remind us that we bleed,
I take flight in the night from lack of sleep,
Cause peace of minds the only time that we’re free,
It’s got a hold on me, and I’m a chase that feeling,
It’s got a hold on me, we all chase that feeling[Verse 3:]
(Suffa)
It’s like they try to build you up to watch it all collapse,
You try climb out the pit, they’ll try claw you back,
Like back in the factory packing the shelves,
It was hell cos the foreman was always harassing me,
Like ‘How’s your little old music thing going?’
Now I’m like ‘How’s your bitter old loser shit going?’
And I’m right, it’s got a hold on me, and I’m a chase that feeling,
It’s got a hold on me, I’m a chase that feeling like I[Chorus:]
And I’m a chase that feeling,
Take that pain and replace that feeling,
And I’m a take that healing then,
Stand so tall they’ll have to raise that ceiling man[Verse 4:]
(Pressure)
From a young age I was making my mark, chasing my start,
Forever aint enough when your state of the art,
Fuck the haters that had said I’d never make it this far,
It’s the pavers that I’d tread to dedicate to my craft,
I’ve tailored every thread that bare the shape of my heart,
Treating every breathe as my first and day as my last,
It’s got a hold on me, I still chase that feeling,
It’s got a hold on me, yeah I still chase that feeling[Verse 5:]
(Suffa)
I ride the rails of a vinyl track,
Fall into a trance and there aint no climbing back,
Sit and lose myself in all the hidden loops,
They’re like forbidden fruits, I’m like can I get a bite of that?
Gin and juice, I get loose and I write a track,
Shivers down my spine, feeling more like a spinal tap,
It’s got a hold on me, and I’m a chase that feeling,
It’s got a hold on me, I’m a chase that feeling like I[Chorus:]
And I’m a chase that feeling,
Take that pain and replace that feeling,
And I’m a take that healing then,
Stand so tall they’ll have to raise that ceiling man[Verse 6:]
At start of the summer,
I’m a come to life and have the heart of a hummingbird,
And I can hear the drummer,
She’s so ugly but I’m so in love with her,
Wake up, roll out of bed, throw on some roll-on,
Roll up to the studio,
It’s got a hold on me, and I’m a chase that feeling,May 29, 2010 at 5:18 am #180261Mr Blue wrote:
Quote:She’s young, lithe and homely, wise by no means,
Known one guy she’s for his eyes and only,
He’s a lying phony, leaves crying, lonely,
Separates the pain by staying high and though she,
Might just O.D. high price to go free,
This aint living, listen it’s dying slowly,
It’s got a hold on me, she can chase that feeling,
It’s got a hold on me, don’t chase that feelingSometimes I feel we strive for a life of apathy,
Callous deeds, other mindless acts of greed,
Aint jack for free, I think they’d try a tax to breathe,
It’s like we fight to remind us that we bleed,
I take flight in the night from lack of sleep,
Cause peace of minds the only time that we’re free,
It’s got a hold on me, and I’m a chase that feeling,
It’s got a hold on me, we all chase that feeling[Verse 3:]
(Suffa)
It’s like they try to build you up to watch it all collapse,
You try climb out the pit, they’ll try claw you back,
Like back in the factory packing the shelves,
It was hell cos the foreman was always harassing me,
Like ‘How’s your little old music thing going?’
Now I’m like ‘How’s your bitter old loser shit going?’
And I’m right, it’s got a hold on me, and I’m a chase that feeling,
It’s got a hold on me, I’m a chase that feeling like I[Chorus:]
And I’m a chase that feeling,
Take that pain and replace that feeling,
And I’m a take that healing then,
Stand so tall they’ll have to raise that ceiling man[Verse 4:]
(Pressure)
From a young age I was making my mark, chasing my start,
Forever aint enough when your state of the art,
Fuck the haters that had said I’d never make it this far,
It’s the pavers that I’d tread to dedicate to my craft,
I’ve tailored every thread that bare the shape of my heart,
Treating every breathe as my first and day as my last,
It’s got a hold on me, I still chase that feeling,
It’s got a hold on me, yeah I still chase that feeling[Verse 5:]
(Suffa)
I ride the rails of a vinyl track,
Fall into a trance and there aint no climbing back,
Sit and lose myself in all the hidden loops,
They’re like forbidden fruits, I’m like can I get a bite of that?
Gin and juice, I get loose and I write a track,
Shivers down my spine, feeling more like a spinal tap,
It’s got a hold on me, and I’m a chase that feeling,
It’s got a hold on me, I’m a chase that feeling like I[Chorus:]
And I’m a chase that feeling,
Take that pain and replace that feeling,
And I’m a take that healing then,
Stand so tall they’ll have to raise that ceiling man[Verse 6:]
At start of the summer,
I’m a come to life and have the heart of a hummingbird,
And I can hear the drummer,
She’s so ugly but I’m so in love with her,
Wake up, roll out of bed, throw on some roll-on,
Roll up to the studio,
It’s got a hold on me, and I’m a chase that feeling,I got a freaky old lady name a Cocaine Kitty who embroiders on my jeans.
I got my poor old gray-haired daddy
drivin my limousine.
Now its all designed to blow our minds
but our minds won’t really be blown
like the blow that’ll getcha when you get your picture on the cover of the Rolling Stone.TB
May 29, 2010 at 5:33 am #179401I’m a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride I’m wanted dead or alive
May 29, 2010 at 5:37 am #180294Dusty wrote:
Quote:I’m a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride I’m wanted dead or aliveHow does horse end up there dusty? :laugh:
May 29, 2010 at 7:39 pm #180290Trailboss wrote:
Quote:I got a freaky old lady name a Cocaine Kitty who embroiders on my jeans.
I got my poor old gray-haired daddy
drivin my limousine.
Now its all designed to blow our minds
but our minds won’t really be blown
like the blow that’ll getcha when you get your picture on the cover of the Rolling Stone.TB
If you wanna hang out you’ve got to take her out; cocaine.
If you wanna get down, down on the ground; cocaine.
She don’t lie, she don’t lie, she don’t lie; cocaine.When your day is done and you wanna run; cocaine.
If you got bad news, you wanna kick them blues; cocaine.
She don’t lie, she don’t lie, she don’t lie; cocaine.If your thing is gone and you wanna ride on; cocaine.
Don’t forget this fact, you can’t get it back; cocaine.
She don’t lie, she don’t lie, she don’t lie; cocaine.She don’t lie, she don’t lie, she don’t lie; cocaine.
May 30, 2010 at 12:58 am #180371TB[/quote]
If you wanna hang out you’ve got to take her out; cocaine.
If you wanna get down, down on the ground; cocaine.
She don’t lie, she don’t lie, she don’t lie; cocaine.When your day is done and you wanna run; cocaine.
If you got bad news, you wanna kick them blues; cocaine.
She don’t lie, she don’t lie, she don’t lie; cocaine.If your thing is gone and you wanna ride on; cocaine.
Don’t forget this fact, you can’t get it back; cocaine.
She don’t lie, she don’t lie, she don’t lie; cocaine.She don’t lie, she don’t lie, she don’t lie; cocaine.[/quote]
Jackson Browne : Cocaine
You take Sally and I’ll take Sue
Their ain’t no difference between the two
Cocaine, running all ’round my brainHeadin’ down Scott, turnin’ up Main
Looking for that girl that sells cocaine
Cocaine, runnin’ all ’round my brainLate last night about a quarter past four
Ladanyi come knockin’ down my hotel room door
Where’s the cocaine–
It’s runnin’ all ’round my brainI was talking to my doctor down at the hospital
He said, “Son, it says here you’re twenty-seven,
But that’s impossible
Cocaine– you look like you could be forty-five”Now I’m losing touch with reality and I’m almost out of blow
It’s such a fine line– I hate to see it go
Cocaine, runnin’ all ’round my brain -
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