Favourite lines of a song?

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If you ever need anything please don't
Hesitate to ask someone else first
I'm too busy acting like I'm not naive
I've seen it all, I was here first

Very Ape: Nirvana
 
Rifles of the IRA - Wolfe Tones

'They shot down wives and children
In their own heroic way, but
The black and tans, like lightening ran
From the Rifles of the IRA!'




N.B: These lyrics refer to the old Irish republican Army from 1916 to 1921. Not the Terrorist organisation.
 
Rock City - You Are

Extra, extra girl no lie
You got an extra *** and you look so fly
I can tell by the look in your eye
You wanna take me home right naw, naw, naw
Aint no need for you to act shy
So let me get a piece of that American pie
You aint never been with a ***** like I
That can give it to you just the way you liiike
Girl I wanna see you whine
Throw it back on me one more time
Girl you really blow my miiind
Everytime you move your waist line, ine, ine
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Lil Wayne feat. Nicki Minaj - Knockout

Cause' once you go black, you never go back
And once you go wayne , everybody else is whack
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Awe **** it
Give me that **** bucket
Wh-when I throw this *****
You better not start duckin
Oh yo
Head on with the blow
Lo-look out in the crowd
And everybodys yellin no
Grab him by the locks
And give us a good box
The head of the below the belt
I wanna give him good tock
Tock, tock
Give him good tock
And if it below the belt
I wanna give him good tock
1,2,3
They yellin 1,2,3
I done hit him with that ************ court piece
Tell em, tell em the mouth out
To late to cop out
Give him more head than toothpaste like I locked out
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(First we) f*ck b*tches, (then we) get money x4
(then we) f*ck b*tches, (but first we) get money x4
Ya Boy
F*ck B*tches, Get Money lyrics

to the window (to the window), to the wall, (to the wall) to the sweat drop down my balls (my balls)to all these ******* crawl (crawl) to all skit skit ************ (************!) all skit skit gotdamn (got ****) to all skit skit ************ (************!) all skit skit gotdamn (got ****)
Get low-Lil jon

And I know you say, I can't care for someone
But are you that clever that you'd smile forever?
Is it summer yet?
Coz I just don't feel it
Maybe its a treaty
Maybe you are not her
Shinobi vs dragon ninja -Lostprophets
 
Half of these are simple rap (look out for ******* and money) lyrics and the other ones are attempts at being semi-sad and philosophical.
 
1) Does this train stop on merseyside - Amsterdam
2) we see things they'll never see - Oasis ( its on a liverpool banner )
 
Chaz Sexington said:
Half of these are simple rap (look out for ******* and money) lyrics and the other ones are attempts at being semi-sad and philosophical.
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I agree. A lot of these are awful. Nothing intelligent or different about them whatsoever. But hey, that's what sells nowadays.

Tomas Kalnoky is a lyrical genious.

Would you be upset if I told you we were dying?
And every cure they gave us was a lie?
Oh! They mean it when they say we're dead and doomed
And every single symptom brings us closer to the tomb
And who will take the credit for our swift impending fall?
Because it's not my fault

Would you be impressed if I said that the dead would help us counting
Every single moment that we waste our time?
All the time we're spending vaccinating this disease
I just get dizzy when I think of all the ways we try to hide our maladies
We wine (we wine), we dine (we dine), and everything is fine
Because it's not my fault

Now you're upset because you finally got the notion
That everything you had is spinning down the drain
Oh! Do you mean it when you beg and pray and plead?
Your "Giveittomegiveittomegiveittomegiveittome all those things we need"
And what, pray tell, will you whimper when your number will be called
You'll say "It's not my fault"

Go! Now! The others they'll await you
And every single one among the lot of you will have your turn
Ai Ai Ai Oh Oh OH
Like moths that fly into the flame it always ends up so
You scream: "Not me! Take anybody else!
Because it's not my fault!"

I had a dream last night where everyone was trying
Subconsciously I knew it was a lie
And when I woke I knew it was time to pray
To make amends before the end, before my judgment day
I looked around, I stood alone, I knew what I had to say
I said "It's all my fault"
 
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What about:
Riverside Motherf*ckers! *beat drops*
 
"First step you take your right hand,
Next step you take your left hand,
And then you put both hands in the air,
And show me the Migraine *****"

A truly deep message.
 
I was never the type of kid
To wait by the door and pack his bags
Never sat on the porch and hoped and prayed
For a dad to show up who never did
I just wanted to fit in
Every single place
Every school I went
I dreamed of being that cool kid
Even if it meant acting stupid
Aunt Edna always told me
Keep making that face till it gets stuck like that
Meanwhile I'm just standing there
Holding my tongue up trying to talk like this
Till I stuck my tongue on the frozen stop sign poll at 8 years old
I learned my lesson and cause I wasn't trying to impress my friends no more
But I already told you my whole life story
Not just based on my description
'cause where you see it from where you're sitting
Is probably 110% different
I guess we would have to walk a mile
In each other's shoes, at least
What size you where? I wear tens
Let's see if you can fit your feet

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And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn
Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice
Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling
And I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no pain
Just smile back
And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn
Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice
Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling
And I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no pain
Just smile back...
 
As so many practiced diplomats, so too your vaunted laureates, whose access to the higher rungs of a cultural priesthood is hinged upon their flat for sophistry. Well, I vote you the best equipped to shrink from speech that might suggest any thoughts your key target-market might not have already signed-off on and ratified. And I vote you most likely to clutter your language with so much deadwood that no amount of pruning will reveal your intensive, protracted campaign of saying nothing at all. Your daydreams of black tie affairs at Rideau Hall. Your acceptance speech. Your dramatic pause. Don't forget to thank those bitter ex-musicians *** embedded rock-journalists frantically applauding the latest artist-formerly-known-as iconoclast, giddy from the fumes of a fresh detection, moping to the maudlin beat of a hat rack rhythm section, a tacit understanding of mutual non-aggression enjoyed by every nauseating do-nothing functionary. Really, it's not so much the incessant ruse of assigning profound meaning to the meaningless curios you decorate your sets with in your extraordinarily mundane fictions. It's the (colossal) arrogance of the subtext: the province of human affairs is a field best left to dilettantes with and extraordinary gift for feigning of paralysis. For saying nothing at all. For daydreams of black tie affairs at Rideau Hall. An acceptance speech. Sustained applause.

Here in the few remaining moments we have left,
just what do you propose we say in our defense?
That much was decided before any one of us were born?
That we were nothing more than objective observers to the madness
and throw up your hands in sadness?
“We’re powerless to change anything anyways.”
So just lay back upon your death bed
and gaze idiotically back up the chain of command
from which we receive our directives.
I guess it’s just common sense to preach
what ought to be but ensure it never is in the present tense.

No one touches Propagandhi when it comes to lyrics. Just oozes intelligence and wit.
 
That I'm learning to breathe
I'm learning to crawl
I'm finding that You and
You alone can break my fall
I'm living again, awake and alive
I'm dying to breathe in these abundant skies
-Learning to Breathe by Switchfoot
 
There's a brand new talk
But it's not very clear
That people from good homes
Are talking this year
It's loud and it's tasteless
I've not heard it before
Shout it while you're dancing
On the -er dance floor

Fashion - Turn to the left
Fashion - Turn to the right
We are the goon squad
And we're coming to town
Beep-beep...




Beep-beep

David Bowie - Fashion
 
I'd take another chance, take a fall
Take a shot for you
And I need you like a heart needs a beat
But that's nothing new, yeah yeah

I loved you with a fire red, now it's turning blue
And you say sorry like the angel
Heaven let me think was you
But I'm afraid

It's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late,


apologize by one republic
 
[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nGzvbeyC35E"]YouTube- The Medic Droid- Fer sure maybe Lyrics[/ame]

Pulled up at a stop light,
Did drugs on the dashboard,
Look at the mess we've made tonight,
Flick off your stilettos, Flick off your stilettos,
And **** me in the back seat, **** me in the back seat!

Medic Droid - Fer Sure
 
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