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The lyric thread...

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Originally posted by: jamesbond007
Should be an easy one...

Feeling unknown
And you're all alone
Flesh and bone
By telephone
Lift up the receiver
I'll make you a believer
Take second best
Put me to the test
Things on your chest
that we need to confess
I will deliver
You know I'm a forgiver


May be a cover, but the artist I'm thinking of is considered grotesque by many. 😛

Depeche Mode - Personal Jesus
 
Originally posted by: Astaroth33
here's one:

:music:
This bed is on fire
With passionate love
The neighbours complain about the noises above
But she only comes when she?s on top
:music:

James - Laid
 
:music: I'm fat, I need a diet / No, in fact I'm just too light / And I ain't got the biggest breasteses / but I write all the best disses :music:

😀 😱
 
Originally posted by: MmmSkyscraper
Originally posted by: jamesbond007
Should be an easy one...

Feeling unknown
And you're all alone
Flesh and bone
By telephone
Lift up the receiver
I'll make you a believer
Take second best
Put me to the test
Things on your chest
that we need to confess
I will deliver
You know I'm a forgiver


May be a cover, but the artist I'm thinking of is considered grotesque by many. 😛

Depeche Mode - Personal Jesus

I am most familiar with Marilyn Manson's version, but DM works too! 🙂
 
Is the question of the question
Can the kid keep his eyes?
If the fire doesn?t die
Can the kid keep his eyes?
On the question of the question
Can the kid keep his eyes?
If the fire doesn?t die
I said be CAREFUL
Of what you wish for
Oh be CAREFUL
Of what you wish for
And be CAREFUL
Around the fire-light
And be CAREFUL
Around the bright, bright, light
?Cause the fire never dies
So the kid hurts his eyes
Oh, that?s how it goes, Baby
That?s how it goes, Baby
That?s how it goes, Baby
That?s how it goes.


Regards

ng
 
Now come on everybody, let's make cocaine cool
We need a few more half naked women up in the pool
And hold this MAC-10 that's all covered in jewels
And can you please put your titties closer to the 22s?
And where's the champagne? We need champagne
Now look as hard as you can with this blunt in your hand
And now hold up your chain slow motion through the flames
Now cue the smoke machines and the simulated rain
But not too loud 'cause the baby's sleepin
I wonder if it knows what the world is keepin
Up both sleeves while he lay there dreamin
I had to turn my back on what got you paid
I couldn't see half the hood on me like Abu Ghraib
But I'd like to thank the streets that drove me crazy
And all the televisions out there that raised me
 
Originally posted by: thesurge
Now come on everybody, let's make cocaine cool
We need a few more half naked women up in the pool
And hold this MAC-10 that's all covered in jewels
And can you please put your titties closer to the 22s?
And where's the champagne? We need champagne
Now look as hard as you can with this blunt in your hand
And now hold up your chain slow motion through the flames
Now cue the smoke machines and the simulated rain
But not too loud 'cause the baby's sleepin
I wonder if it knows what the world is keepin
Up both sleeves while he lay there dreamin
I had to turn my back on what got you paid
I couldn't see half the hood on me like Abu Ghraib
But I'd like to thank the streets that drove me crazy
And all the televisions out there that raised me

That's from Lupe Fiasco's new album, food and liquor.

I heard about it on NPR.

Here's an oldie.

Throw your pride to one side, It's the least you can do.
Beatniks and politics, nothing is new.
A yardstick for lunatics, one point of view.



 
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