Song Lyrics

[Seth Mitchell]

Hey everyone, This is a Thread for people to share lyrics of there favorite songs, not your own material. If you wanna share a song fill out these things at the top of the post:

-Song Title:
-Artist:
-Genre:
-Your Interpretation of the Song's Meaning.

[Seth Mitchell]

Title:Imagine
Artist:John Lennon
Genre:Sub-Pop
My Interpretation: To me it's a song to ther other members of The
                              Beatles, it's like a song of how he wants to get
                              back with them.


IMAGINE

 Imagine there's no heaven,
It's easy if you try,
No hell below us,
Above us only sky,
Imagine all the people
living for today...

Imagine there's no countries,
It isnt hard to do,
Nothing to kill or die for,
No religion too,
Imagine all the people
living life in peace...

Imagine no possesions,
I wonder if you can,
No need for greed or hunger,
A brotherhood of man,
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world...

You may say Im a dreamer,
but Im not the only one,
I hope some day you'll join us,
And the world will live as one.

[blackskullwarlock]

-Title: Front Et Baiser
-Artist: Moi Dix Mois
-Genre: Gothic
-My Interpretation: The best example of gothic love.

FRONT ET BAISER

Gensou no naka de samayoeba
Anata wa kono mama setsubou no sekai e

Me ni utsuru kono subete kowaseba ii
Yume sae mo kono subete nakuseba ii

Kanji au shirabe ni

Koyoi yami no utage

Tsukiakari no naka de odoru
Yoru no yami ga tsutsumikonde

Yuragu omoi ni shinku no kuchidzuke wo

Anata wa kono mama hukai nemuri no naka...

Me ni utsuru kono sekai ni owari wo tsuge
Yume sae mo kono sekai ni owari wo tsuge

Koyoi yami no utage ima...

Tsukiakari no naka de odoru
Yoru no yami ga tsutsumikonde

Yuragu omoi ni shinku no kuchidzuke wo

Anata wa kono mama hukai nemuri no naka...
Itoshii anata to towa no naka de

Tsukiakari no naka de odoru
Yoru no yami ga tsutsumikonde
Tsukiyo ni michibikareta mama

Shinku no kuchidzuke wo

[TMlunder]

-Song Title: Buried Alive By Love
-Artist: HIM
-Genre: Metal
-Your Interpretation of the Song's Meaning. Life is depressing.

Again the burden of losing rest
Upon my shoulders
And its weight seems unbearable
Your tomb is where your heart is,
I should've told her
But within me hid a secret so terrible

To cry is to know that you're alive
But my river of tears has run dry
I never wanted to fool you, no
But a cold heart is a dead heart

And it feels like I've been buried alive by love
If I should die before I wake
Pray no one my soul to take
And if I wake before I die,
Rescue me with your smile

The kiss of vanity blessed me with a spiritual murder
And fed the gods of war insatiable
Your home is where the dark is, I should've told her
And embraced the fire indestructible

To die is to know that you're alive
And my river of blood won't run dry
I never wanted to lose you, no
But a cold heart is a dead heart

And it feels like I've been buried alive by love
If I should die before I wake
Pray no one my soul to take
And if I wake before I die,
Rescue me with your smile

Oh, they say to cry is to know that you're alive
But my river of tears has run dry
I never wanted to fool you, no
But a cold heart is a dead heart
And a deserted soul is gone
A cold heart is a dead heart

And it feels like I've been buried alive by love
If I should die before I wake
Pray no one my soul to take
And if I wake before I die,
Rescue me with your smile

[charaman]

Title: the Murder Mystery
Artist: the Velvet Underground
genre: pre-noise rock
My interpretation: fucked if I know, just free association, but its still amazing.

candy screen wrappers of silkscreen fantastic, requiring
memories, both lovely and guiltfree, lurid and lovely with twilight
of ages, luscious and lovely and filthy with laughter, laconic
giggles, ennui fort the passions, in order to justify most spurious
desires, rectify moments, most serious and urgent, to hail upon
the face of most odious time, requiring replies most facile and
vacuous, with words nearly singed, with the heartbeat of
passions, spew forth with the grace of a tart going under, subject
of great concern, noble origin

denigrate obtuse and active verbs pronouns, skewer the
sieve of optical sewer, release the handle that holds all the
gates up, puncture the eyeballls, that seep all the muck up,
read all the books and he people worth reading and still
see the muck on the sky of the ceiling

please raise the flag rosy red carpet envy english used here is
messenger is nervous it's no fun at all out here in the hall

mister moonlight succulent smooth and gorgeous. Isn't it
nice? We're number One and so forth. Isn't it sweet being
unique?

for screeching and yelling and various offenses, lower the queen
and bend her over the tub, against the state, the country, the
committe, hold her head under the water please for an hour, for
groveling and spewing and various offenses, puncture the bloat
with the wing of a sparrow, the inverse, the obverse, the
converse,the reverse, the sharpening wing of the edge of a
sparrow, for suitable reckonings too numerous to mention, as the
queen is fat she is devoured by rats there is one way to skin a cat
or poison a rat it is hetero four hear to three forthirightly stated.

relent and obverse and inverse and perverse and reverse
the inverse of perverse and reverse and reverse an reverse
and reverse and reverse and chop it and pluck it and cut it
and spit it and sew it to joy on the edge of a cyclop and
spinet it to rage on the edge of a cylindrical minute.

put down that rag simpering, callow and morose who let you in?
if I knew, then I could get out the murder you see is a mystery to
me

dear Mister Muse fellow of wit and gentry medieval ruse
filling the shallow and empty, fools that duel duel in pools.

to Rembrandt and Oswald, to peanuts and ketchup,
sanctimonious sycophants stir in the bushes, up to the stand with
your foot on the bible as king I must order and constantly arouse,
if you swear to catch up and throw up and up up, a king full of
virgin kiss me and spin it, excuse to willow and wander dark
wonders divest me of robes-sutures Harry and pig meat, the fate
of a nation, rests hard on your bosoms, the king on his throne,
puts his hand down his robe, the torture of inverse and silk screen
and Harry, and set the tongue squealing the reverse and inverse

tantalize poets with visions of grandeur, their faces turn blue
with the reek of the compost, as the livig try hard to retain
what the dead lost, with double dead sickness from writing
at what cost and business and business and reverse and
reverse and set the brain reeling the inverse and perverse

objections suffice apelike and tactile bassoon oboeing me cordon
the virus' section off to the left is what is not right

English arcane tantamount here to frenzy passing for me
lascivious elder passion corpulent filth disguised as silk

contempt, contempt and contempt for the boredom, I shall
poison the city and sink it with fire, for Cordless and Harry and
Apepig and Scissor, the messenger's wig seems fraught with
desire, for blueberry picnics and pince-nez and magpies, the
mseenger's skirt, would you plaese hook it higher, for children
and adults all thos under ninety, how truly disgusting. Would you
please put it down? a stray in this fray is no condom worth
saving, as king I'm quite just, but it's just quite impossible, a robe
and a robe and a robe and a bat, no double class inverse could
make lying worth dying

with cheap simian melodies, hillbilly outgush, for illiterate
ramblings for cheap understanding the simple the inverse,
the compost, the reverse, the obtuse and stupid, and
business, and business, and cheap, stupid lyrics, and simple
mass reverse while the real thing is dying

accept the pig, enter the Owl and Gorgeous, King on the left, it
on the right and primping adjusting his nose as he reads from his
scroll

folksy knockwurst peel back the skin of French and what
do you find? follicles intertwinning, succulent prose
wrapped up in robes

off with his head, take his head from his neck off, requiring
memories both lovely and guiltfree, put out his eyes, then cut his
nose off, sanctimonious sycophants stir in the bushes, scoop out
his brain, put a string where his ears were, all the king's horses
and all the king's men, swing the whole mess at the end of the
wire, scratch out his eyes with the tip of a razor, let the wire
extend from the tip of a rose, Caroline, Caroline, Caroline, Oh!
but retains the remnants of what once was a nose, pass me my
robe, fill my bath up with water

jumpsuit and pig meat and making his fortune, while making
them happy with the inverse and obverse and making them
happy and making them happy with the coy and the stupid,
just another dumb lackey, who puts out one thing, while
singing the other, but the real thing's alone and it is no man's
brother

no one knows no nose is good news and senseless extend the
wine drink here toast to selfless ten year old port is perfect in
court

safety is nice not an unwise word spoken scary, bad
dreams made safe in lovely songs no doom or gloom
allowed in this room

Casbah and Cascade and Rosehip and Feeling, Cascade and
Cyanide, Rachaminoff, Beethoven skull silly wagon and justice
and perverse and reverse the inverse and inverse and inverse,
blueberry catalog, questionable earnings, hustler's lament and the
rest will in due cry, to battle and scramble and browbeat and hurt
while chewing on minstrels and choking on dirt, disease please
seems the order of the day, please the king, please the king,
please the king day, Casbah and Cascade and Rosehip and
Feeling, point of order return the king here to the ceiling

oh, not to be whistled or studied or hummed or
remembered at nights, when the I is alone, but to skewer
and ravage and savage and split with the grace of a
diamond, bellicose wit, to stun and to stagger with words
as such stone, that those who do hear cannot again return
home

razzamatazz, there's nothing on my shoulder, lust is a must,
shaving my head's made me bolder, will you kindly read what it
was I brought thee

hello to Ray, hello to Godiva and Angel, who let you in?
isn't it nice the party? aren't the lights pretty at night?

sick leaf and sorrow and pincers net-scissors, regard and refrain
from the daughters of marriage, regards for the elders and
youngest in carriage, regard and regard for the inverse and
perverse and obverse, and diverse, of reverse and reverse,
regard from the sick, the dumb, and the camel from pump's
storing water, like brain is too marrow to x-ray and filthy and
cutting and peeling to skin and to skin and to bone and to
structure to livid and pallid and turgid and structured and
structured and structured and structured and structured and
regard and refrain, the sick and the dumb, inverse, reverse and
perverse

contempt, contempt, and contempt for the seething for
writhing and reeling and two-bit reportage, for sick with the
body and sinister holy, the drown burst blue babies now
dead on the seashore, the valorous horseman, who hang
from the ceiling, the pig on the carpet, the dusty pale
jissom, that has no effect for the sick with the see-saw, the
inverse, obverse converse, reverse of reverse the diverse
and converse of reverse and perverse and sweet
pyrotechnics, and let's have another of inverse, converse,
diverse, perverse and reverse, hell's graveyard is damned
as they chew on their brains, the slick and the scum,
reverse, inverse and perverse

plowing while it's done away dumb and ready pig meat sick upon
the carpet climb into the casket safe within the parapet sack is in
the parapet pigs are out and growling slaughter by the seashore
see the lifeguard drowning sea is full of fishes fish's full of china
china plates are falling all fall down sick and shiny carpet lie
before my eyes eyes lead me to the ceiling walk upon the wall
wall tender as the green grass drink the whisky horror see the
young girls dancing flies upon the beaches beaches are for sailors
nuns across the sea-wall black hood horseman raging swordsman
eating fire

sick upon the staircase sick upon the staircase blood upon
the pillow climb into the parapet see the church bells
gleaming knife that scrapes a sick plates of dentures full of
air holes the tailor couldn't mend straight shoot her full of
air holes climbing up the casket take me to the casket teeth
upon her red throat screw me in the daisies rip apart her
holler snip the seas fantastic treat her like a sailor full and
free and nervous out to make his fortune either this or that
way sickly or in good health piss upon a building like a dog
in training teach to heel or holler yodel on a sing song down
upon the carpet

fire on the carpet set the house ablazing seize and bring it flaming
gently to the ground ground Dizzy Bell Miss Fortune fat and full
of love-juice drip it on the carpet down below the fire hose weep
and whisky fortune sail me to the moon, dear drunken dungeon
sailors headless Roman horsemen the king and queen are empty
their heads are in the outhouse fish upon the water bowl upon the
saviour tooothless wigged Laureate plain and full of fancy name
upon a letterhead impressing all wheatgerm love you for a nickel
ball you for a quarter set the casket flaming do not go gentle
blazing

tickle polyester sick within the parapet screwing for a
dollar sucking on a fire-hose chewing on a rubber line tied
to chairs and rare bits pay another player oh you're such a
good lad here's another dollar tie him to the bedpost sick
with witches' covens craving for a raw meat bones upon
the metal sick upon the circle down upon the carpet down
upon the carpet down below the parapet waiting for your
bidding pig upon the carpet tumescent railroad
neuro-anaesthesia analog ready for a good look drooling at
the birches swinging from the birches succulent Nebraska

[TMlunder]

-Song Title: In Bloom
-Artist: Kurt Cobain/Nirvana
-Genre: Rock
-Your Interpretation of the Song's Meaning: Its about how the MAN is putting us down! lol

Sell the kids for food
Weather changes moods
Spring is here again
Reproductive glands
He's the one
Who likes all the pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he knows not what it means
And I say aahh

We can have some more
Nature is a whore
Bruises on the fruit
Tender age in bloom

[ZeroKirbyX]

Godzilla
Blue Oyster Cult
Rock
...Godzilla, duh.

With a purposeful grimace and a terrible sound
He pulls the spitting high tension wires down

Helpless people on a subway train
Scream bug-eyed as he looks in on them

He picks up a bus and he throws it back down
As he wades through the buildings toward the center of town

Oh no, they say he’s got to go
Go go godzilla, yeah
Oh no, there goes tokyo
Go go godzilla, yeah

Rinji news o moshiagemasu!
Rinji news o moshiagemasu!
Godzilla ga ginza hoomen e mukatte imasu!
Daishkyu hinan shite kudasai!
Daishkyu hinan shite kudasai!

Oh no, they say he’s got to go
Go go godzilla, yeah
Oh no, there goes tokyo
Go go godzilla, yeah

History shows again and again
How nature points up the folly of men
Godzilla!

[Seth Mitchell]

Godzilla was a song about drugs dude.

[ZeroKirbyX]

Originally posted by Seth Mitchell
Godzilla was a song about drugs dude.

You...... are a dumbass. Death Valley Nights. Comfortably Numb, now THERE'S a drug song.

[Seth Mitchell]

No, dude seriously, Godzila is about an LSD Hallucination that killed Tony Iommi's(guitar player of black sabbath, and friend of BOC) Brother
or something like that. The point is, yah...it's about drugs. LCD acid to be more specific.

[FFL2and3rocks]

A B C D E F G
H I J K L M N O P
Q R S
T U V
W X
Y and Z
Now I know my ABC's
Next time won't you sing with me?

[Shady Ultima]

Title - The Freshmen
Artist - The Verve Pipe
Genre - Grunge I guess
Meaning - well it's about a girl who loved the singer, and got pregnant and killed herself. The reason I love the song is that it was the song that stopped me from trying to kill myself many years ago, because of the "For the life of me I cannot believe / We'd ever die for these sins / We were merely freshmen" line. So this song will always be my fave song... cause it essentially saved my life

When I was young and knew everything
And she a punk who rarely ever took advice
Now I'm guilt stricken
Sobbing with my head on the floor
Stop a baby's breath and a shoe full of rice

I can't be held responsible
Cause she was touching her face
I won't be held responsible
She fell in love in the first place

(Chorus)
For the life of me I cannot remember
What made us think that we were wise and
We'd never compromise
For the life of me I cannot believe
We'd ever die for these sins
We were merely freshmen

My best friend took a week's
Vacation to forget her
His girl took a week's worth of
Valium and slept
Now he's guilt stricken sobbing with his
Head on the floor
Thinks about her now and how he never really
Wept he says

I can't be held responsible
Cause she was touching her face
I won't be held responsible
She fell in love in the first place

(Chorus)

We've tried to wash our hands of all of this
We never talk of our lack in relationships
And how we're guilt stricken sobbing with our
Heads on the floor
We fell through the ice when we tried not to slip
We'd say

I can't be held responsible
Cause she was touching her face
And I won't be held responsible
She fell in love in the first place

(Chorus)x2

[Reain_]

Artist: Pink Floyd [1 of the greatest bands ever]

Song: Another Brick In The Wall Part 1,2 and 3

Genre: Classic Rock

Meaning:
[Part 1] - A son only has pictures of his father to remember him because he was sent out into the war
[Part 2] - Society won't let kids expand their own minds and are controlled to think the way they want us to
[Part 3] - The person doesn't need anything to help him, he realizes that drugs wont work and that what happens happens.

[All Together] - Basically No matter where we are or what we do theres always a "Wall" surrounding us and those problems are the "Bricks" we have to go through to get to the other side.

[Part 1]
Daddy's flown across the ocean
Leaving just a memory
A snap shot in the family album
Daddy what else did you leave for me
Daddy what d'ya leave behind for me
All in all it was all just a brick in the wall
All in all it was all just bricks 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.

"Wrong, Do it again!"
"If you don't eat yer meat, you can't have any pudding. How can you
have any pudding if you don't eat yer meat?"
"You! Yes, you behind the bikesheds, stand still laddy!"

[Part 3]
I don't need no arms around me
I don't need no drugs to calm me
I have seen the writing on the wall
Don't think I need anything at all
No don't think I'll need anything at all
All in all it was all just bricks in the wall
All in all you were just bricks in the wall

[Reain_]

Originally posted by Seth Mitchell
Godzilla was a song about drugs dude.

Ok see this is where I have a little Thing to say,

1st off you said say what the song means to YOU not the actuall meaning.

2nd I hate it when people say this song is about drugs and thats the only way you can look at it. Because in reality a song means what ever the person listening to it makes it mean.

yes that may be the original meaning but its not the only meaning, this is why i hate how our planets way of thinking and how humans have to make things one set minded.

[charaman]

Originally posted by Reain_

quote:

Originally posted by Seth Mitchell Godzilla was a song about drugs dude.

Ok see this is where I have a little Thing to say,

1st off you said say what the song means to YOU not the actuall meaning.

2nd I hate it when people say this song is about drugs and thats the only way you can look at it. Because in reality a song means what ever the person listening to it makes it mean.

yes that may be the original meaning but its not the only meaning, this is why i hate how our planets way of thinking and how humans have to make things one set minded.

exactly. like hurt by Nine inch nails.

"I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing thats real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
but I remember everything
What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feeling dissapears
You are someone else
I am still right here
What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a wayI hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing thats real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
but I remember everything
What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feeling dissapears
You are someone else
I am still right here
What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way"

While it is a song about drug use, it also gives a more general view of the need for good in dark times.