Saturday, August 14, 2004

Comfortably Numb




Lyrics:



Hello.

Is there anybody in there?

Just nod if you can hear me.

Is there anyone home?



Come on, now.

I hear you’re feeling down.

Well I can ease your pain,

Get you on your feet again.



Relax.

I need some information first.

Just the basic facts:

Can you show me where it hurts?



There is no pain, you are receding.

A distant ship’s smoke on the horizon.

You are only coming through in waves.

Your lips move but I can’t hear what you’re sayin’.

When I was a child I had a fever.

My hands felt just like two balloons.

Now I got that feeling once again.

I can’t explain, you would not understand.

This is not how I am.

I have become comfortably numb.



Ok.

Just a little pinprick. [ping]

There’ll be no more --aaaaaahhhhh!

But you may feel a little sick.



Can you stand up?

I do believe it’s working. good.

That’ll keep you going for the show.

Come on it’s time to go.



There is no pain, you are receding.

A distant ship’s smoke on the horizon.

You are only coming through in waves.

Your lips move but I can’t hear what you’re sayin’.

When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse,

Out of the corner of my eye.

I turned to look but it was gone.

I cannot put my finger on it now.

The child is grown, the dream is gone.

I have become comfortably numb.

American Psycho 2




Lyrics:



[Chorus - B-Real]

I'm a little bit off the chain, you can call me insane, but the fact remains . That I'm a psycho . Better get it through your brain, when you say my name, never say it in vain . Cause I'm a psycho .



[Verse 1 - Swift]

I'm a motherfuckin omen, I bow down to no man, I'll split a ***** open, Killing folks compulsive, a soldier wit a motive, scrotum big as boulders, I'll hold it then unload on you, put on poster, so everyone can notice who . Was focused on his pokin, they nose in our business, hopin that I don't come . Smoke 'em, No one knows my notions or emotions,I'm a vulture, Close to croakin any moment, and I know when, I could fuck the culture up, Probably rap, a maniac, wit anxiety attacks, I don't wanna chat, speak when. You spoken to, and I don't have to read a fuckin magazine or quoteable, to notice . What you hoes'll do



[Verse 2 - Kuniva]

We all soldiers, we move as a unit, we all roll up, show up at your residence . And light your front door up, get scared, life ain't fair, and I'm prepared to blast you . Just as fast as dre can say hell yeah, so watch what you say, cause it can happen. Either today or the next minute, i can draw the heater and spray and I'm dead

Serious, you could be dead period, end of story, I'm on your porch wit a gun and Your son sippin a forty, No one can hold me, I does it all by my lonely, Stomp your head while you awake, you'll be looking like gumby, Aftermath and Shady bitch . You can read it and weep, you see my poster in the hood for the G of the week



[Verse 3 - Bizzare]

They found Saddam, but they ain't gonna find me, I'll be under a tree, In Buttfuck Tennessee, and I don't know too much about my daddy, Except he spit in my face and fucked me in my fanny, I ain't a racist . I just hate whites, fags and dykes, blacks and transvestites, 13 years old . And joined a fucking gang, hair under my ass cheeks feeling the fucking pain . Am I insane?, who really knows, cause any second my temper can fucking . Blow, I get colder than december, black the fuck out, tomorrow won't even remember. See Bizzare can show what violence is all about, and this Dr. Dre beat done brought it . The fuck out, run in your house and put it in your mouth, and blow your brains the fuck out



[Verse 4 - Eminem]

I probably got a screw loose or two or maybe three or four of 'em, some fell out and hit the floor, All I know is ever since my fuckin head hit the snowbank, been a little niandrotholic, no thanks to , My man D' Angelo Baily,but I just take it slow daily, my biggest delierence, tryin to figure whether . To use the flat head or the phillips, or just go to the Home Depot, and pick the new power drill up, Gives me two hours and 6 days and I'm still up, I feel like I'm about to snap and minute, there's a new . Tower Records, I'm bout to stop and get a fill-up, pick the new Cypress Hill up, and go find who did. That shit to Xzibit, and go fill up a whole liquor bottle wit piss and go shatter his fuckin lips wit it

Tuesday, August 10, 2004

Graduation Day




Lyrics:



Driving slowly watching the headlights in the rain.

Funny how things change.

Think of the good times wishing you were still with me.

The way it used to be graduation day.



Watching the stars fall a million dreams have all gone bad.

Think of all we had.

I knew all then thought you loved me I was wrong.

Life goes on graduation day oh graduation day.



Thinking of a time when everything was right.

Thinking of a time with only you and I.

Makes me sorry that it had to end that way.

Learned my lesson now there's nothing left to say, graduation day, oh graduation day.



Thinking of a time when everything was right.

Thinking of a time with only you and I.

Makes me sorry that it had to end that way.

Learned my lesson now there's nothing left to say, graduation day, oh graduation day.

Oh graduation day ...

Sunday, August 8, 2004

This Is The New Shit




Lyrics:



Everything has been said before

There's nothing left to say anymore

When it's all the same

You can ask for it by name



Babble babble bitch bitch

Rebel rebel party party

Sex sex sex and don't forget the "violence"

Blah blah blah got your lovey-dovey sad-and-lonely

Stick your STUPID SLOGAN in:

Everybody sing along.

Babble babble bitch bitch

Rebel rebel party party

Sex sex sex and don't forget the "violence"

Blah blah blah got your lovey-dovey sad-and-lonely

Stick your STUPID SLOGAN in:

Everybody sing,

Are you motherfuckers ready

For the new shit?

Stand up and admit,

tomorrow's never coming.

This is the new shit.

Stand up and admit.

Do we get it? No.

Do we want it? Yeah.

This is the new shit,

Stand up and admit.



Babble babble bitch bitch

Rebel rebel party party

Sex sex sex and don't forget the "violence"

Blah blah blah got your lovey-dovey sad-and-lonely

Stick your STUPID SLOGAN in:

Everybody sing along.

Everything has been said before

There's nothing left to say anymore

When it's all the same

You can ask for it by name,

Are you motherfuckers ready

For the new shit?

Stand up and admit,

tomorrow's never coming.

This is the new shit.

Stand up and admit.

Do we get it? No.

Do we want it? Yeah.

This is the new shit,

Stand up and admit.



And now it's "you know who"

I got the "you know what"

I stick it "you know where"

You know why, you don't care.

And now it's "you know who"

I got the "you know what"

I stick it "you know where"

You know why, you don't care.



Babble babble bitch bitch

Rebel rebel party party

Sex sex sex and don't forget the "violence"

Blah blah blah got your lovey-dovey sad-and-lonely

Stick your STUPID SLOGAN in:

Everybody sing.



Are you motherfuckers ready

For the new shit?

Stand up and admit,

tomorrow's never coming.

This is the new shit.

Stand up and admit.

Do we get it? No.

Do we want it? Yeah.

This is the new shit,

Stand up and admit.



So,

LET US ENTERTAIN YOU

LET US ENTERTAIN YOU...

Blah blah blah blah everybody sing along.

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