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Yes, thats right, a post to post the lyrics to your fav songs! Of course I'll start...

Korn - Thoughtless
Untouchables
Track 06

Thumbing through the pages of my fantasies
Pushing all the mercy down, down, down
I wanna see you try to take a swing at me
Come on, gonna put you on the ground, ground, ground

Why are you trying to make fun of me?
You think it's funny?
What the fuck you think it's doing to me?
You take your turn lashing out at me
I want you crying with your dirty ass in front of me

All of my hate cannot be found
I will not be drowned by your thoughtless scheming
So you can try to tear me down
Beat me to the ground
I will see you screaming

Thumbing through the pages of my fantasies
I'm above you, smiling at you, drown, drown, drown
I wanna kill and rape you the way you raped me
And I'll pull the trigger
And you're down, down, down

Why are you trying to make fun of me?
You think it's funny?
What the fuck you think it's doing to me?
You take your turn lashing out at me
I want you crying with your dirty ass in front of me

All of my hate cannot be found
I will not be drowned by your thoughtless scheming
So you can try to tear me down
Beat me to the ground
I will see you screaming

All my friends are gone, they died (gonna take you down)
They all screamed, and cried (gonna take you down)

I'm never (?) back against the wall
Gonna take you down

All of my hate cannot be found
I will not be drowned by your thoughtless scheming
So you can try to tear me down
Beat me to the ground
I will see you screaming
All of my hate cannot be found
I will not be drowned by your thoughtless scheming
So you can try to tear me down
Beat me to the ground
I will see you screaming

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Another day inside my world
I'm married to you and this road
A road that never lets me sleep
There's no way to escape these demons
I am forced to keep

And then I find
You here
Through your eyes
Everything's clear
And I fall
Inside your arms
But I'm alone for now

I mean the best with what I say
Doesn't always sound that way
I never learned to work things out
Take my family-all they ever seem to do is shout

And then I find
You here
Through your eyes
Everything's clear
And I fall
Inside your arms
But I'm alone for now

Alone for now
And I try to sleep
The drugs I take
Are killin' me
I think of you
To ease my pain
But you're so far

And now it's time to say goodbye
I love you baby, please don't cry

And then I find
You here
Through your eyes
Everything's clear
And I fall
Inside your arms
But I'm alone for now

Alone for now

"Warm Safe Place", Staind
Album: Break the Cycle
Song #:9

I love this song. You should really go download this one off Kazaa. Or you could buy the CD, and listen to this song. Either way, it's an awesome song, IMHO.

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He once appeared
A harmless threat
A leader wrapped in linen.
United fools, bewitched by words,
In pact with ignorance.

A powermind, dictating thoughts,
that leads toward his dream
To free the world, fanatically
Religious slavery.

Khomaniak - your holy war is a tragedy
Fataliac - won't your God let you see

And lead by this, insane old man
From shah to battlefield
No one's too young, to fight and die
For what this man believes

Someone must die, insanity's alive
Spreads with disease, the virus increase

Khomaniak - your holy war is a tragedy
Fataliac - won't your God let you see

A voice in my ear says - "Khomaniac"
Your killing is pointless - "Fataliac"
The war is eternal - "Khomaniac"
The outcome infernal

That voice in my ear says - "Khomaniac"
Your killing is pointless - "Fataliac"
The war is eternal - "Khomaniac"
The outcome infernal - So die

He once appeared
A harmless threat
A leader wrapped in linen.
United fools, bewitched by words,
In pact with ignorance.

A powermind, dictating thoughts,
that leads toward his dream
To free the world, fanatically
Religious slavery.

Someone must die, insanity's alive
Spreads with disease, the virus increase

Khomaniak - your holy war is a tragedy
Fataliac - won't your God let you see
Khomaniak - your holy war is a tragedy
Fataliac - won't your God let you see

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I have often sat,
inside the darkness
wonedring if you'll ever say a thing to me again!

Words I say begat,
nothing but silence
And I still wonder if you'll speak to me ever again!

Where are you at?
I sit in reverance,
wondering if you'll ever say a thing to me again!

Now long I've sat,
My heart in your hands
And I still wonder if you'll speak to me ever again!

Inside the darkness,
nothing but silence,
I sit in reverance,
My heart in your hands!

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Yesterday, you still seemed alright
You'd still hold me tight and whisper me my name

Now the time has come to let this go
There I go walking straight but backwards
There I go talking upside down
There I go there I go singing slow but faster
There I go dragging love around
There I go

Staying late to find the thing they'll always let me do
I am a part of everything I've loved and hated so
You know I'd pay a lot to cry and try to understand
A flower's still a flower crushed to dust inside my hand

We were going somewhere
We were going somewhere

Yesterday, you still seemed so bored
You'd still draw the road I'd always walk upon
Now I've paid for mistakes I've made
For the way I'd scream and never take my fall

Now the time has come to let this show
There I go walking straight but backwards
There I go talking upside down
There I go there I go singing slow but faster
There I go dragging love around
There I go

There i go singing so much faster, sometimes let me down
To lock it up inside my room with every troubled brow
You know I'd pay a lot to cry and try to understand
A flower's still a flower crushed to dust inside my hand

We were going somewhere
We were going somewhere
We were going somewhere
Yesterday
Yesterday
Yesterday
Yesterday
We were going somewhere
We were going somewhere

Zwan - Chrysanthemum

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Eve of Destruction
Sung by Barry McGuire

The eastern world it tis explodin',
violence flarin', bullets loadin',
you're old enough to kill but not for votin',
you don't believe in war, what's that gun you're totin',
and even the Jordan river has bodies floatin',
but you tell me over and over and over again my friend,
ah, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction.

Don't you understand, what I'm trying to say?
Can't you see the fear that I'm feeling today?
If the button is pushed, there's no running away,
There'll be noone to save with the world in a grave,
take a look around you, boy, it's bound to scare you, boy,
but you tell me over and over and over again my friend,
ah, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction.

Yeah, my blood's so mad, feels like coagulatin',
I'm sittin' here, just contemplatin',
I can't twist the truth, it knows no regulation,
handful of Senators don't pass legislation,
and marches alone can't bring integration,
when human respect is disintegratin',
this whole crazy world is just too frustratin',
and you tell me over and over and over again my friend,
ah, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction.

Think of all the hate there is in Red China!
Then take a look around to Selma, Alabama!
Ah, you may leave here, for four days in space,
but when you return, it's the same old place,
the poundin' of the drums, the pride and disgrace,
you can bury your dead, but don't leave a trace,
hate your next-door-neighbour, but don't forget to say grace,
and you tell me over and over and over and over again my friend,
ah, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction.

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Gotta a few favourite songs at the moment:
I'll post one now, one later.

Into the abss I'll fall, the eye of horus
Into the eyes of the night, watching me go
Green is the cat's eye the glows in this temple
Enter the risen Osiris, RISEN AGAIN

Tell me why I had to be a Powerslave
I don't wanna die, I'M A GOD! Why can't I live on?
When the life giver dies, all around is laid waste
And in my last hour, I'm a slave to the power of Death

When I was living this lie, FEAR was MY game
People would worship and fall, drop to their knees
So bring me the blood and red wine for the one to succeed me
For he is a Man and a God, and He will Die TOO.

Tell me why I had to be a Powerslave
I don't wanna die, I'M A GOD! Why can't I live on?
When the life giver dies, all around is laid waste
And in my last hour, I'm a slave to the power of Death

Now I am cold but a ghost lives in my veins
Silent the terror that reigned-marbled in stone
A shell of a man GOD preserved over a thousand ages
But OPEN the gates of MY HELL, I WILL strike from the grave

Tell me why I had to be a Powerslave
I don't wanna die, I'M A GOD! Why can't I live on?
When the life giver dies, all around is laid waste
And in my last hour, I'm a slave to the power of Death.

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Nirvana- Rape Me

Rape me,
Rape me my friend
Rape me,
Rape me again

I'm not the only one

Hate me,
Do it and do it again.
Waste me,
Rape me my friend.

I'm not the only one

My favorite inside source
I'll kiss your open sores
Appreciate your concern
You'll always stink and burn

Rape me,
Rape me my friend
Rape me,
Rape me again

I'm not the only one

Rape me...

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Heh, oops, I lied...this isn't later...ah well, I had to post this before someone beat me to it :D Tenacious D: Tribute

This is the greatest and best song in the world... Tribute.

Long time ago me and my brother Kyle here,
we was hitchhikin' down a long and lonesome road.
All of a sudden, there shined a shiny demon... in the middle... of the road. And he said:

"Play the best song in the world, or I'll eat your soul"

Well me and Kyle, we looked at each other
and we each said... Okay

And we played the first thing that came to our heads,
Just so happened to be The Best Song in the World
It was The Best Song in the World.

Look into my eyes and it's easy to see
One and one make two, two and one make three,
It was destiny.

Once every hundred-thousand years or so,
When the sun doth shine and the moon doth glow
And the grass doth grow...

Needless to say, the beast was stunned.
Whip-crack went his schwumpy tail,
And the beast was done.
He asked us: "(snort) Be you angels?"

And we said, "Nay. We are but men." Rock!
Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh-ah-ah Ohhh, whoah, ah-whoah-oh!

This is not The Greatest Song in the World, no.
This is just a tribute.
Couldn't remember The Greatest Song in the World, no, no.
This is a tribute, oh, to The Greatest Song in the World,
All right! It was The Greatest Song in the World,
All right! It was the best muthafuckin' song the greatest song in the world.


And the peculiar thing is this my friends:
the song we sang on that fateful night it didn't actually sound
anything like this song. This is just a tribute!

You gotta believe me!
And I wish you were there! Just a matter of opinion.
Ah, fuck! Good God, God lovin',
So surprised to find you can't stop it. All right! All right

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NIN - The Frail / The Wretched


just a reflection
just a glimpse
just a little reminder
of all the what abouts
and all the might have
could of beens
another day
another way
but not another reason to continue
and now you're one of us
the wretched

the hopes and prays
the better days
the far aways
forget it

it didn't turn out the way you wanted it to
it didn't turn out the way you wanted it, did it?
it didn't turn out the way you wanted it to
it didn't turn out the way you wanted it, did it?

now you know
this is what it feels like
now you know
this is what it feels like

the clouds will part and the sky cracks open
and God himself will reach his fucking arm through
just to push you down
just to hold you down
stuck in this hole with the shit and the piss
and it's hard to belive it could come down to this
back at the beginning
sinking
spinning

and in the end
we still pretend
the time we spend
not knowing when
you're finally free
and you could be

it didn't turn out the way you wanted it to
it didn't turn out quite the way you wanted it

now you know
this is what it feels like
now you know
this is what it feels like

you can try to stop but it keeps on coming
you can try to stop it but...

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SlipKnot
"Diluted"

I'm cold, I'm ugly
I'm always confused by everything
I can stare into a thousand eyes
But every smile hides a bold-faced lie

It itches, it seethes, it festers and breathes
My heros are dead, they died in my head
Thin out the herd, squeeze out the pain
Something inside me has opened up again

Thoughts of me exemplified
All the little flaws I have denied
Forget today, forget whatever happened
Everyday I see a little more of overall deficiencies
I'm nothing short of being one complete catastrophe

What the hell - did I - do to deserve - all of this?

I save all the bullets from ignorant minds
Your insults get stuck in my teeth as they grind
Way past good taste, on our way to bad omens
I decrease, while my symptoms increase

God what the fuck is wrong
You act like you knew it all along
Your timing sucks, your silence is a blessing

All I ever wanted out of you was
Something you could never be
Now take a real good look at
What you've fucking done to me

What the hell - did I - do to deserve - all of this?

Gimme any reason why I'd need you, boy
Gimme any reason not to fuck you up
Gimme any reason why I'd need you, bitch
Gimme any reason not to fuck you up

I see you in me

I keep my scars from prying eyes
Incapable of ever knowing why
Somebody breathe, I've got to have an answer

Why am I so fascinated by
Bigger pictures, better things
But I don't care what you think
You'll never understand me

What the hell - did I - do to deserve - all of this?

Fuck!

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Korn - Beat It Upright
Untouchables
Track 11

Are you ready for a good pounding baby? (get down)
Are you ready to get it on? (get down, get down)
Don't pretend you're not fucking freaky baby (get down)
I will spank that ass just for fun (get down on the ground)

Ass up high
Make a motherfucker cry
It's so good that I could die
Help me stay alive

The time is right
I want to feel it good tight
I'm down to do this all night
I'm gonna beat it upright

I'll behave
Oh my god
Make me beg
My god
Yes I'm ready for a good flogging baby (my god)
Come on beat my ass for fun (get down, get down)
Don't let up till my ass is bleeding baby (get down)
Don't let up until you are done (get down, on the ground)

Ass up high
Make a motherfucker cry
It's so good that I could die
Help me stay alive

The time is right
I wanna feel it good tight
I'm down to do this all night
I'm gonna beat it upright

We're gonna ride
I got my tongue inside and outside now
Don't try to run and hide
Yes it's true what they say about my kind

Are you ready for a good pounding baby? (get down)
Are you ready to get it on? (get down, get down)
Don't pretend you're not fucking freaky baby (get down)
I will spank that ass just for fun (get down, on the ground)

Ass up high
Make a motherfucker cry
It's so good that I could die
Help me stay alive

The time is right
I wanna feel it good tight
I'm down to do this all night
I'm gonna beat it upright

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Hold everything dear in your hand.
In a moment it's gone, everything that you love disappears.
Hold everything close, cause you may outlast it.
Memories are all that remain of the way that it was.
Watch it all go by, cause it's all that you can do.
Everything's changing so fast.
For better or for worse, it was never up to you.
Everything's changing so fast.
Hold everything in, you're a mess.
It took years to attain but a second to tear it all down.
Burn everything off, cause the feeling won't last.
Memories are all that remain of the way that it was.
Watch it all go by, cause it's all that you can do.
Everything's changing so fast.
For better or for worse, it was never up to you.
Everything's changing so fast, so fast.
It's changing.
It's changing.
It's changing.
It's changing now.
Listen, every single second counts.
Every single moment leads up to now.
This is the end of their life.
This is the end of your life.
This is the end of our lives.
This is the end of my life.
The end of my life.
This is the end of my life.

The Juliana Theory - This is the End of Your Life

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Trash Talk
Harm me with harmony.
Doomsday, drop a load on 'em.

Verse 1
Entropy, how can I explain it? I'll take it frame by frame it,
to have you all jumping, shouting saying it.
Let's just say that it's a measure of disorder,
in a system that is closed, like with a border.
It's sorta, like a, well a measurement of randomness,
proposed in 1850 by a German, but wait I digress.
"What the fuck is entropy?", I here the people still exclaiming,
it seems I gotta start the explaining.

You ever drop an egg and on the floor you see it break?
You go and get a mop so you can clean up your mistake.
But did you ever stop to ponder why we know it's true,
if you drop a broken egg you will not get an egg that's new.

That's entropy or E-N-T-R-O to the P to the Y,
the reason why the sun will one day all burn out and die.
Order from disorder is a scientific rarity,
allow me to explain it with a little bit more clarity.
Did I say rarity? I meant impossibility,
at least in a closed system there will always be more entropy.
That's entropy and I hope that you're all down with it,
if you are here's your membership.

Chorus
You down with entropy?
Yeah, you know me! (x3)
Who's down with entropy?
Every last homey!

Verse 2
Defining entropy as disorder's not complete,
'cause disorder as a definition doesn't cover heat.
So my first definition I would now like to withdraw,
and offer one that fits thermodynamics second law.
First we need to understand that entropy is energy,
energy that can't be used to state it more specifically.
In a closed system entropy always goes up,
that's the second law, now you know what's up.

You can't win, you can't break even, you can't leave the game,
'cause entropy will take it all 'though it seems a shame.
The second law, as we now know, is quite clear to state,
that entropy must increase and not dissipate.

Creationists always try to use the second law,
to disprove evolution, but their theory has a flaw.
The second law is quite precise about where it applies,
only in a closed system must the entropy count rise.
The earth's not a closed system' it's powered by the sun,
so fuck the damn creationists, Doomsday get my gun!
That, in a nutshell, is what entropy's about,
you're now down with a discount.

Chorus

Trash Talk
Hit it!
Doomsday, kick it in!

MC Hawking - Entropy

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In 1986, the University of California Davis, sought two of the
all-time brightest stars,
Dr. Alphonze Mephesto, and Dr. Arny Abe Sacrabin,
Dr. Mephesto worked hard toward his thesis,
his goal was to genetically duplicate the DNA structure of asparagus,
so that all asparagus would grow to the same girth and length,
giving asparagus a much more pleasant presentation in the world's
supermarket vegetable business.

Dr. Abe Sacrabin's goal was to genetically create the greatest musical
entertainer the world had ever seen,
Dr. Abe Sacrabin knew that if he could assemble the right elements he
could theoretically build a DNA structure,
that would ensure his creation of talent far surpassing the average
individual.
At the time, one subject of urban myth was the story that Michael
Jackson, in a effort to
retain his youthful look and feminine vocal characteristics had his
testicles surgically removed,
thereby making him a modern day Castrato,
If such a rumor were true,
Michael Jackson more than likely would have some of his semen preserved
before the surgery to insure the future of his name and lineage.

Word came back to Dr. Abe Sacrabin,
of a secret cold storage locker
deep within the bowels of a used UCLA research center,
that not only contained four containers of frozen semen,
but also held a pair of testicles each was labeled with the name, Jack Michaelson.

What's that noise, In the night the most sentuaint voice,
the song of love from an angelic boy, stuck in my head,
and this is what he said,

"I am gopher boy, pondering reality,
I am gopher boy, Who will buy my raspberries?"

This had to be the seed of the king of pop,
Dr. Abe Sacrabin was able to use his charm and chiseled great features
to woo a young lab technician by the name of Jennifer,
who of course just happened to have the proper access needed to obtain a
small vile of the precious semen.
The search for the egg was a short one,
Dr. Mephesto simply ran an ad in the classified section of an LA Music
magazine. The ad read: "Wanted: Unfertilized human eggs for genetic experiment.
Donors must have musical background."
With a plethora of young eager wannabe musical stardoms, willing to sell their eggs,
the two doctors, after rigorous auditioning, picked and purchased.
Dr. Abe Sacrabin felt that it would be far less complicated legally,
if the fetus was brought to term in the womb of a non human.
He had long since secured the services of the University Volleyball
Mascot,
a llama by the name of Missy.
When the baby was ready,
the child was removed via cesarean.
It was a healthy baby boy, and he was named Kevin.

What's that noise, In the night the most sentuaint voice,
the song of love from an angelic boy, stuck in my head,
and this is what he said,

"I am gopher boy, pondering reality,
I am gopher boy, Who will buy my raspberries?"

Kevin was a beautiful child,
Dr. Abe Sacrabin sought to it that Kevin was trained by the best in all
aspects of performing, his voice was golden and had a sweetness to it that most males lacked.
He moved with grace and was able to moonwalk by the time he was three.
As Kevin grew with talent, Dr. Abe Sacrabin started noticing odd
developments in his physical state.
When Kevin lost his baby teeth, his secondaries came in with a vengeance,
they were at least twice the size as a normal adult's and the two in
front stuck nearly straight out, also as Kevin reached the 8th year,
he was the same height as he was when he was 4.
To top it off, he was growing hair all over and his penis was enormous,
even by adult standards.
It also dawned on the doctor that even through all the years of hearing Kevin's singing,
he rarely spoke, often chosing to communicate through various grunts and gurgles

What's that noise, In the night the most sentuaint voice,
the song of love from an angelic boy, stuck in my head,
and this is what he said,

"I am gopher boy, pondering reality,
I am Gopher Boy, who will buy my raspberries?"

Other's were noticing the changes in Kevin,
the children began to tease him, and call him "Gopher Boy".
One Day, a bully by the name of Big Roy, started throwing bananas at him,
soon a crowd of kids were all throwing bananas.
Suddenly, in a fury, Kevin rushed at Big Roy and bit 3 fingers off on his left hand.
Kevin was taken away and placed in the custody of the state,
Dr. Abe Sacrabin actions were found out,
but because there was no legislation concerning the genetic construction
of another human being,
no criminal charges were brought forth.
The medical association's board of ethics stripped him of all his
credentials and his reputation was ruined,
in fact, his name became so synonymous with failure,
that for years to come, med students around the world were known to say
in time of mishap,

"Damn, I feel just like Abe Sacrabin."

Dr. Mephesto immediately began proceeds to adopt little Kevin.
Being a noted scientist and the creator of the cloned asparagus,
it wasn't long before the two were legally united as father and son.

They moved to Colorado, where they live in relative obscurity.
Kevin is still a boy, of few spoken words, sticking mainly to his grunts and gurgles,
but on occasion, if you listen closely, you can hear his sweet golden
singing voice, ring out into the night, over the small town, of South Park.

"I am gopher boy pondering reality,
I am Gopher Boy, who will buy my raspberries?"

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At the top of the stairs there's hundreds of people,
running around to all the doors.
They try to find, find themselves an audience,
their deductions need applause.

The rich man stands in front of me,
the poor man behind my back.
They believe they can control the game,
but the juggler holds another pack.

I need someone to believe in, someone to trust.
I need someone to believe in, someone to trust.

I'd rather trust a countryman than a townman,
you can judge by his eyes, take a look if you can.
He'll smiles through his guard,
survival trains hard.
I'd rather trust a man who works with his hands,
he looks at you once, you know he understands.
Don't need any shield,
when you're out in the field.

But down here,
I'm alone with my fear,
with everything that I hear.
And every single door, that i've walked through
brings me back, back here again,
I've got to find my own way.

The priest and the magician,
Singing all the chants they've ever heard;
And they're all calling out my name,
even academics, searching printed word.
My father to the left of me,
my mother, to the right.
Like everyone else, they're pointing,
but nowhere feels quite right.

And I need someone to believe in, someone to trust.
I need someone to believe in, someone to trust.

I'd rather trust a man who doesn't shout what he's found,
there's no need to sell if you're homeward bound.
If i choose a side,
he won't take me for a ride.

Back inside
this chamber of so many doors;
I've nowhere, nowhere to hide.
I'd give you all of my dreams, if you'd help me,
Find a door
that doesn't lead me back again
- take me away.

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I would post lyrics, but I can't find any...for some stupid reaso all the lyrics sites have 100,000,000 popup adds.

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Come as you are, as you were,
As I want you to be
As a friend, as a friend, as an old enemy
Take your time, hurry up
The choice is yours, don't be late
Take a rest as a friend as an old memoria

Come dowsed in mud, soaked in bleach
As I want you to be
As a trend, as a friend, as an old memoria

And I swear that I don't have a gun
No I don't have a gun

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I'm the trouble starter, fuckin' instigator.
I'm the fear addicted, danger illustrated.

I'm a firestarter, twisted firestarter.
You're the firestarter, twisted firestarter.
I'm a firestarter, twisted firestarter.

I'm the bitch you hated, filth infatuated.
Yeah. I'm the pain you tasted, fell intoxicated.

I'm a firestarter, twisted firestarter.
You're the firestarter, twisted firestarter.

I'm the self inflicted, mind detonator.
Yeah. I'm the one infected, twisted animator.

I'm a firestarter, twisted firestarter.
You're the firestarter, twisted firestarter.
I'm a firestarter, twisted firestarter... starter... starter...
starter...

______________________________


Yo, I used to check out lyrics upon the format
Build with skill with technique. Computer A-DAT

My lyrical form is clouds on your brainstorm
I get hyped think thought flow. Acrobat, sink the track, pump the track

Dance missions,clubs like spores react by. Strong visions
And hurrying more. Reflects on the dancefloor

Flow it up and having now people showing up
Packing crowds jam packed venues
Needles collapse, while atmosphere continues

Sprinkle that,
Winnin' like that, movin'like that, hittin' like that
The melody is phat

Yeah, I'm on the energy source
The cosmic force
With Prodigy
Kicking astrology
My intellect's the power

With Diesel Power
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fanta..

We spin back rewind. Diesel Power
Blows your mind drastically, fantasically

It has to be, automatically
Check it out. You better work it out
Change to another bug

My techniques, strategies, abilities.
I leave cords of mikes hanging like Spring Lees

You would try so fast. Beyond the human eye
Lyrical tactics, vocal gymnastics

E's and pepped up
You get swept up
Smacked up, backed up, your crew's all cracked up

Checking flow
Quick choose quick
You can't stick
My medical brain's a stranger's angles

You get tangled. Twisting side effects us
Channels repeat, complete. Can't compete

Check that our texture
Mind adventure
Exploit the point
It attracts to devour
My intellectual seed


With diesel power
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fanta...

Back attack
And wack patch you're faxing me
You don't want none

High quality acts should be still standing
Damaging your other manic
Quick reverse

Bolting as the first verse
My amplifier blows on your world's higher
World's sire

Cuts like a barbed wire
Record player
I pull up on you every day
Fast forward
I move And I swings forward

Exit load
Put your brain in right mode
Selected mix

The man with perfected fix has lightly bite me
Copy zimmer. Cops' handblocks
You can't knocks some out there

I've been lifting,shifting, persisting
Intelligent kingpin
Keep the strategy
As I roll with Prodigy


With Diesel Power
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fanta...

Mono 706
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Robot sonic

Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically

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if they dont know and they dont know
theyre gonna find out soon enough.
im so hot. as if that hurt.
did you wash it. fester it around some.
you dont even have to mind your own stuff.
bring in the marines.
ive heard so many other things and it was all brown.
with the suction ones. the ones that suck it up.
and i dont ever do the eye till i did that thing.
i bet you like a blue boost. try a noose.

loosen the strap where the two metal ends.
rest your head against the steel.
blow in to the tube. show me your legs.
help me. show me a pink smile.
walking up the aisle.
show me the things underneath your seat.
show me your tiny plastic soft drink.
a song like a squealing pig. like a train with wheels.
in the dark with the lights off. concealed.
im thinking of you still.

white room. little legend. fishman. nike man.
red stripe. blue mercedes. big dog. salty man.
full moon rising. old boy. salty girl.
bunny girl. happy shopper. bouncing ball. city sun.
think i found the real stuff.
i think i found the real stuff.

white crumbs across your bed.
gray clouds cover bethnal green.
white jeans. black top. nice shape.
cracks a blue bitch till the son come sliding.
naked beneath the knee.
reflect black eyes. your knee talking.
i think i found the real stuff.
i think i found the real stuff.

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your rails. youre thin.
your thin paper wings.
your thin paper wings.
in the wind. dangling.
your sun. fly high.
your window shattering.
your rails. youre thin.
your thin paper wings.

sugar box. sugar boy.
riding in. riding in.
sugar box. sugar boy.
handheld candle. sugar boy.
your rails. youre thin.
your thin paper wings.
your thin paper wings.
in the wind. dangling.
your sun. fly high.
your window shattered in the wind.
your coca cola sign rattling.

resonator.
homeless trees. gathering.
outside your window bootleg babies call
to you and lie among the mosquitoes.
that summers fever coming.
cats are gathering outside your window.
homeless trees. bootleg babies calling
to you. lie among. lie among the mosquitoes.

your rails. youre thin.
your thin paper wings.
get up in your sun. fly high.
dangling. dangling.
your window shattered in the wind.
the sun on your coca cola sign.
your rails. your thin
paper wings. paper wings.

resonator ...

there is a sound on the other side of this wall.
a bird is singing on the other side of this glass.
footsteps. concealed.
silence is preserving a voice.
walking in the wind at the waters edge
comes close to covering my rubber feet.
listening to the barbed wire hanging.
there is a sound on the other side of this wall.
a bird is singing on the other side of this glass.
footsteps. concealed.
silence is preserving a voice.
silver chain. thrown away. broken wing.


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orange in the mouth again. straighten.
wearing stonewashed denim again. straighten.
carrying something wrapped in plastic. straighten.
curled on the blue velveteen again. straighten.
straighten.

siteless yellow highrise. bethnal green. straighten.
corner tubeless dark and wet. straighten.
ten tons slowly then again. straighten.
with its glass eyes a blue formica halo.
stainless steel between the fingers. straighten.
pissed and leaning ponytail. licking
colonel sanders fingers.
the naming of killer boy.

everythings going west nothings going east. straighten.
theres no need to be so uptight. straighten.
make up for all their messes.
i could listen to you all day. what a laugh.
cut me i bleed like you. ha ha.
the naming of killer boy.

cover your teeth. i love you.
dont bite me yet. i believe in you.
i found you shopping in europa on
wardour street. not phoning packwidth.
guilty as sin. straighten.
scratches on paper. pissed in a tube hole. straighten.
smelling of deep-fried beans and whispering your name.
tube hole wind in my face. thunder in gentle distance.
reactor. reactor. do you mind. straighten.
this is a random feature. random feature.
this is a random feature.
naming of killer boy. wired up.

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«Fæcal Rites» by Impaled

Mastication starts the process
Transforms the food into bolus
Deglutition of the ruffage
Oesophageal stage
Careening straight down my gullet
Into my gut it will plummet
Churning acids digest chyme
Nutrients refined
Escheria Coli wil act
As a complex glucose tap
But it's from the rectum I gain
The excrement which flows like rain

Our fæces who art in rectum
Hallowed be thy name
Thy kingdom bung, thy will be dung
The filth invades my septum
Hole(y) anus full of shit
The turd is with me
Blessed art thou coprophagist
Messed is the fruit of thy feast

Bowing to the porcelain god
Plunge my face in the steaming mess
Bobbing for stinky turds
Septic waters filled with cess

A smile crosses my sullied face
Eagerly devouring my own waste
My bowel movement I must praise
The ordure fits my taste

Ingest the scat, eat the mess
Swallow the filth, engorge the cess

An epiphany of divine waste
The genesis of shit
Analic hyms, mass for a mass
My appetite is sick
Covenant with chyme to create crap
Exodus out my hole
My prayers answered, I flush the altar
Let my fæces go

Our fæces who art in rectum
Hallowed be thy name
Thy kingdom bung, thy will be dung
The filth invades my septum
Hole(y) anus full of shit
The turd is with me
Blessed art thou coprophagist
Messed is the fruit of thy feast

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This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end

Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I'll never look into your eyes...again

Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need...of some...stranger's hand
In a...desperate land

Lost in a Roman...wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain, yeah

There's danger on the edge of town
Ride the King's highway, baby
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway west, baby

Ride the snake, ride the snake
To the lake, the ancient lake, baby
The snake is long, seven miles
Ride the snake...he's old, and his skin is cold...

The west is the best
The west is the best
Get here, and we'll do the rest

The blue bus is callin' us
The blue bus is callin' us
Driver, where you taken' us

The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went into the room where his sister lived, and...then he
Paid a visit to his brother, and then he
He walked on down the hall, and
And he came to a door...and he looked inside
Father, yes son, I want to kill you
Mother...I want to...fuck you!..

C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
And meet me at the back of the blue bus
Doin' a blue rock
On a blue bus
Doin' a blue rock
C'mon, yeah

.
.
.
.

[Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill...]

This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end

It hurts to set you free
But you'll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die

This is the end....

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Get Up, Stand Up, stand up for your right (3 times)
Get Up, Stand Up, don't give up the fight

Preacher man don't tell me heaven is under the earth
I know you don't know what life is really worth
Is not all that glitters in gold and
Half the story has never been told
So now you see the light, aay
Stand up for your right. Come on

Get Up, Stand Up, stand up for your right
Get Up, Stand Up, don't give up the fight
(Repeat)

Most people think great God will come from the sky
Take away ev'rything, and make ev'rybody feel high
But if you know what life is worth
You would look for yours on earth
And now you see the light
You stand up for your right, yeah!

Get Up, Stand Up, stand up for your right
Get Up, Stand Up, don't give up the fight
Get Up, Stand Up. Life is your right
So we can't give up the fight
Stand up for your right, Lord, Lord
Get Up, Stand Up. Keep on struggling on
Don't give up the fight

We're sick and tired of your ism and skism game
Die and go to heaven in Jesus' name, Lord
We know when we understand
Almighty God is a living man
You can fool some people sometimes
But you can't fool all the people all the time
So now we see the light
We gonna stand up for our right

So you'd better get up, stand up, stand up for your right
Get Up, Stand Up, don't give up the fight
Get Up, Stand Up, stand up for your right
Get Up, Stand Up, don't give up the fight.

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Once I was the King of Spain (now I eat humble pie)
Oh... my unspeakable wife, Queen Lisa (now I eat humble pie)
I'm telling you I was the King of Spain (now I eat humble pie)
And now I work at the Pizza Pizza

Royalty, lord it looked good on me
Buried in silk in the royal boudoir or going nuclear free
Or playing Crokinole with the Princess of Monaco
Telling my jokes to the OPEC leaders, getting it all on video

Once I was the King of Spain (now I eat humble pie)
A palatial palace, that was my home (now I eat humble pie)
I'm telling you I was the King of Spain (now I eat humble pie)
And now I vacuum the turf at SkyDome

I can't wait, I'm lowering interest rates, my people say:

"King, how are you such a genius? There's a roof overhead and
food on our plates!"

It's laissez-faire, I don't even give a care
Let's make Friday part of the weekend
And give every new baby a chocolate eclair

Once I was the King of Spain (now I eat humble pie)
Hey Clinton! Hey Yeltsin! Got problems?
You phone me (now I eat humble pie)
I'm telling you I was the King of Spain (now I eat humble pie)
Now the Leafs call me up to drive the Zamboni

Once he was the King of Spain

Now some of you might be wondering how I came to be living in the Canada
after being royalty in Spain. Should I tell them, guys?

Tell us, King!

You see late one night when the palace was asleep
Out of my royal chambers and into the garden I creep
And I wait till the appointed time, when the moon is lighting the pitch
At which point my peasant friend, who looks just like me
Arrives and we make switch!

Prince and pauper, junior and whopper
World made up of silver and copper
Under my own volition, I took a change of position
So next time you drool in the pizza line
Remember, slower pizza's more luscious

The King of Spain never rushes!!!

Once I was the King of Spain (now I eat humble pie)
I was lookin' for off-handed ways to improve us (now I eat humble pie)
I'm telling you I was the King of Spain (now I eat humble pie)
And now I'm jamming with Moxy Fruvous!

Once he was the King of Spain

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