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favorite line from a song?

This is what popped into my mind just now when I saw this thread:




All I wanted was a Pepsi... and she wouldn't give it to me.
 
You are made of sun.
 
I tremble through the night
But it's hard not knowing where you are.
Shall I call the angels
Or just drink myself sober again.
 
Re: I am the sun, and the air

Cygnus said:
There's a club if you'd like to go,
you could meet somebody who really loves you,
so you go
and you stand on your own,
and you leave on your own,
and you go home
and you cry
and you want to die.
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dude, it TAKES BALLS to quote the smiths in the sink :cool
 
Re: Re: I am the sun, and the air

postcholo said:
dude, it TAKES BALLS to quote the smiths in the sink :cool
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:laughing :laughing :laughing

Yeah, the next thing you're liable to hear is "Dog pile on the emo!!"
 
got a long line of heartache i carry it well
the list of lives i've broken reach from here to hell
bad luck wind been blowing at my back
i pray you don't look at me
i pray i dont look back
 
"why am i fighting to live,
if im just living to fight?
why am I trying to see
when there aint nothin in sight?
why am i trying to give
when no one gives me a try?
why am i dying to live,
if im just living to die?"

-*chorus in Running-Tupac/Biggie*
 
oh another...just for the riders...:teeth

"you gotta love us,
gotta like us,
trigga G's on motorcycles,
always rolling, smoking something, always popping wheelies like its nothing,
you gotta love us,
gotta like us,
trigga G's on motorcycles,
always rolling, smoking something, burning out and peeling like its nothing..."

ahahah Biker Boyz-Slick Boyz ft. Mr. Murder
 
Zappa in 1981......sure seems appropriate today......also waaaaaay ahead of its time, cause he raps this song...."Dumb All Over"

Whoever we are
Wherever we're from
We shoulda noticed by now
Our behavior is dumb
And if our chances
Expect to improve
It's gonna take a lot more
Than tryin' to remove
The other race
Or the other whatever
From the face
Of the planet altogether

They call it THE EARTH
Which is a dumb kinda name
But they named it right
'Cause we behave the same...
*We are dumb all over*
Dumb all over,
Yes we are
Dumb all over,
Near 'n far
Dumb all over,
Black 'n white
People, we is not wrapped tight

Nerds on the left
Nerds on the right
Religious fanatics
On the air every night
Sayin' the Bible
Tells the story
Makes the details
Sound real gory
'Bout what to do
If the geeks over there
Don't believe in the book
We got over here

You can't run a race
Without no feet
'N pretty soon
There won't be no street
For dummies to jog on
Or doggies to dog on
Religious fanatics
Can make it be all gone
(I mean it won't blow up
'N disappear
It'll just look ugly
For a thousand years...)

You can't run a country
By a book of religion
Not by a heap
Or a lump or a smidgen
Of foolish rules
Of ancient date
Designed to make
You all feel great
While you fold, spindle
And mutilate
Those unbelievers
From a neighboring state


TO ARMS! TO ARMS!
Hooray! That's great
Two legs ain't bad
Unless there's a crate
They ship the parts
To mama in
For souvenirs: two ears *(Get Down!)*
Not his, not hers, *(but what the hey?)*
The Good Book says:
*("It gotta be that way!")*
But their book says:
*"REVENGE THE CRUSADES...
With whips 'n chains
'N hand grenades..."*
TWO ARMS? TWO ARMS?
Have another and another
Our God says:
*"There ain't no other!"*
Our God says
*"It's all okay!"*
Our God says
*"This is the way!"*

It says in the book:
*"Burn 'n destroy...*
*'N repent, 'n redeem*
*'N revenge, 'n deploy*
*'N rumble thee forth*
*To the land of the unbelieving scum on
the other side*
*'Cause they don't go for what's in the
book*
*'N that makes 'em BAD*
*So verily we must choppeth them up*
*And stompeth them down*
*Or rent a nice French bomb*
*To poof them out of existence
*While leaving their real estate just where
we need it*
*To use again*
*For temples in which to praise
OUR GOD*
*("Cause he can really take care of
business!")*

And when his humble TV servant
With humble white hair
And humble glasses
And a nice brown suit
And maybe a blond wife who takes
phone calls
Tells us our God says
It's okay to do this stuff
Then we gotta do it,
'Cause if we don't do it,
We ain't gwine up to *hebbin!*
(Depending on which book you're using
at the time...Can't use theirs... it don't work
...it's all lies...Gotta use mine...)
Ain't that right?
That's what they say
Every night...
Every day...
Hey, we can't really be dumb
If we're just following *God's Orders*
Hey, let's get serious...
God knows what he's doin'
He wrote this book here
An' the book says:
*He made us all to be just like Him,"
so...
If we're dumb...
Then God is dumb...
*(An' maybe even a little ugly on the side)*
 
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"Two riders were approaching,
and the wind began to howl."

All Along The Watchtower---written by Bob Dylan and performed by Hendrix
 
Hello Darlin.....when and where?
Confederate railroad
I'll see you when you get there
Coolio
 
Lost for words

I was spending my time in the doldrums
I was caught in a cauldron of hate
I felt persecuted and paralysed
I thought that everything else would just wait

While you are wasting your time on your enemies
Engulfed in a fever of spite
Beyond your tunnel vision reality fades
Like shadows into the night

To martyr yourself to caution
Is not going to help at all
because there'll be no safety in numbers
When the right one walks out of the door

Can you see your days blighted by darkness?
Is it true you beat your fists on the floor?
Stuck in a world of isolation
While the ivy grows over the door

So I open my door to my enemies
And I ask could we wipe the slate clean
But they tell me to please go fuck myself
You know you just can't win

:teeth
 
Why Don't Lesbians Love Me? -- Sloppy Seconds

I love lesbians more than anyone
So why don't lesbians love me?
I want lesbians, each and every one
So why don't lesbians want me?

It turns me on the way
They all wear sexy lingerie
And string bikinis everywhere they go
But they don't let me watch
As they explore each other's crotch
The way they do on video

Oh, I love lesbians more than anyone
So why don't lesbians love me?
And I want lesbians, each and every one
So why don't lesbians want me?

It's strange that anyone
Would wonder why a lesbian
Will always be a great athlete
There ain't no mystery
At least as far as I can see
'Cause what they are is what they eat

Yeah, I love lesbians more than anyone
So why don't lesbians love me?

Some of them are vampires
And some of them teach gym
Some are topless dancers
But all of them are slim
Some are into leather
And some write poetry
They make love together
Just to fuel my fantasy

'Cause I love lesbians more than anyone
So why don't lesbians
Why don't lesbians
Why don't lesbians love me?
Why don't lesbians love me?
Why don't lesbians love me?
 
They laugh, they make money, he's got a gold watch...
She's got a silk dress and healthy breasts that bounce... on his itailan leather sofa <---best line

Cake/Italian Leather Sofa

(edited for clarity)
 
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