The Lyrics Thread

[Si-Co]

Well don't keep me waiting boy

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Sorry, not suitable for posting here. I'll PM them to you later

[Pierced Musie]

That would be good

[Dan F]

Yeah sorry guys we did lose all the rules when the board crashed so we were bound to forget one of them when we put them back up

Basically the board is for all ages, so no naughty words

[msf]

Non offensive lyrics here.

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(d/l from http://www.mp3.com.au/artist.asp?id=777 )

Stopless

If I'm talking in past tense,

I have lived a charmed existence,

now that change is in the air,

another scar we will compare.

I thought at times I'd been enlightened,

to tell the truth I'd become frightened

of all the things I've never learned,

and all the energy I'd burned

on all those stupid boys that I thought

were worth my time and I would die for,

I'd lose my head and when my heart felt

I'd add to my life's list of disappointment.

He sounded good on the phone,

I'd walk at night on my own,

I knew that it was worth it,

and I'd never have to do it again.

I've been having weird dreams again,

I just want to have the one where I win.

And all those times they've said this job's for you,

some DSS guy wouldn't have a clue

about what I will achieve in my life,

it's not some nine to five thing or a house wife,

not that any of those things are bad,

it's just never been a dream the I've had.

I've got a dark ambition in me,

I will be independent and free,

and all the stupid things I've done,

I'll never have to do them again.

Deletia

I couldn't see, pressed my face against the glass.

Transparency up to the sun betrays my past.

Chances are this has been a big mistake,

I have learned to embrace the things I hate.

It's always been the same with you,

your lies have always been see through.

Make lists of things you want to buy,

plastic piled up into the sky.

I forgot what it's like to write by hand,

no one teaches us that glass is made of sand.

I've trained myself to enjoy what I can't taste,

pre-determined to subconsciously erase.

Conditioning that will make us

discard the things we know won't last,

restrict what's in your memory,

pretend you don't act randomly.

This is the future purposely, non-interactive apathy.

You'll wait in line so patiently, undo your brain like tapestry.

Instant microwave train of thought, social behaviour should be taught

to children who think nintendo's sport.

Language and virus, one and nought. Avoid your life.

[Pierced Musie]

Dan - I posted some lyrics on page 1 but I'm not sure if they are suitable for this board now. It has obvious references to drug use so should I take it down?

[msf]

Yeah sorry guys we did lose all the rules when the board crashed so we were bound to forget one of them when we put them back up

Basically the board is for all ages, so no naughty words

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The first amendment has taken quite a beating here.

[msf]

John Butler Trio

Media

What you watch, what you read

What you percieve is to be truth

It is all so subjective

So what you believe is up to you

But what are we to believe in

Between the lies and the truth? Youth

Media has vested interest

So what you believe is up to you.

But how are we to make sense of these turbulent times

When all they do is censor our minds

Only telling what they want us to know

Only half of the story told

So what is wrong? What is right?

No truth can there be seen

Well it's all there in your new religion

Just turn on your TV screen

Watch the sex and drugs and all that violence

Look what they are feeding you

Propaganda yes indeed its,

its all there to confuse

But how are we to make sense of these turbulent times

When all they do is brainwash our minds

Only telling what they want us to know

Only half of the story told

And if the truth can't be found

I'll find my own underground

And if the truth is never to be seen

I'll find my own in between

What you watch, what you read

What you percieve is to be truth

It is all so subjective

So what you believe is up to you

But what are we to believe in

Between the lies and the truth? Youth

Media has vested interest

So what you believe is up to you.

You know its up to you

Don't believe the lies, read between the lines,

Don't believe the lies, critically analyse

Home is Where the heart is

Hard working people from another land

looking for a little more

Coming to this country for a helping hand

You know they sail their ships upon these shores

And they are lookin for a freedom

that most of us don't appreciate

But you know man we can't let them in

Cos the government's full of racial hate

And then they got the nerve to say

They be takin our culture away

even though our ancestors tried to do the same to the Aborigine

Seems strange to me man strange to me

Don't it seem strange to you

That a country founded on immigration

is so damned racist too

And i say Home

Home is where the heart is

yeah Home

And then they got the nerve to say

they be takin our jobs away

Even though half the jobs that we're working for

are owned from overseas

and the other half of the companies

Yes Yes that they say that we rightly own

They operate on aisle three third world

That's right yeah the sweat shop zone

And I say I don't know what's going on

Don't know what the hell to say

The government decides on letting refugees in

and when they get here yes they are detained

And i don't know what's going on

Don't know the reason why

We live in an educated so called democracy

Where everybody decides to believe in lies

Believe in lies

Home is where the heart is yeah

Home.

Old Man

Old man he looks out the window

You know he gets quite a fright.

Whole world has gone and changed on him

Feels like it was overnight.

He saw a world war yeah it came and went

The man walked on the moon right there in his living room

Saw that TV become a relgion ,

The Wall came down and Big Mac beat the communists.

Feels like it was overnight.

Old man looks out the window

You know he can not open it anymore.

The air outside its gone to rancid

And the doctor said for him you know it wouldn't be so good for

He saw a hole start opening up in the sky

He's buying water man he doesn't even know why

The smog alerts don't let him even go outside

And then he start he start to think

When the Earth it start to die.

Feel like it was overnight

Enjoy your last.

Last taste of freedom!

Old man he looks out the window

You know he does not feel so safe anymore.

he come from those supposed good ole days

When you did not even have to go lock your doors

He saw security man look Police man

Saw the Police start looking like the Army Man,

He saw Army start acting like the C.I.A

And guess what, the C.I.A was the president.

Feels like it was overnight

Enjoy your last.

Last taste of freedom!

[Si-Co]

I WAS ONLY 19 by REDGUM

Mum and Dad and Denny saw the passing-out parade at Puckapunyal

It was a long march from cadets.

The sixth battalion was the next to tour, and it was me who drew the card.

We did Canungra, Shoalwater before we left.

And Townsville lined the footpaths as we marched down to the quay

This clipping from the paper shows us young and strong and clean.

And there's me in my slouch hat with my SLR and greens.

God help me, I was only nineteen.

From Vung Tau, riding Chinooks, to the dust at Nui Dat

I'd been in and out of choppers now for months.

But we made our tents a home, VB and pinups on the lockers

And an Asian orange sunset through the scrub.

And can you tell me, doctor, why I still can't get to sleep?

And night-time's just a jungle dark and a barking M16?

And what's this rash that comes and goes, can you tell me what it means?

God help me, I was only ninteen.

A four week operation when each step could mean your last one on two legs

It was a war within yourself.

But you wouldn't let your mates down til they had you dusted off

So you closed your eyes and thought about something else.

Then someone yelled out "Contact!" and the bloke behind me swore

We hooked in there for hours, then a Godalmighty roar

Frankie kicked a mine the day that mankind kicked the moon,

God help me, he was going home in June.

I can still see Frankie, drinking tinnies in the Grand Hotel

On a thirty-six hour rec leave in Vung Tau

And I can still hear Frankie, lying screaming in the jungle

Til the morphine came and killed the bloody row.

And the Anzac legends didn't mention mud and blood and tears

And the stories that my father told me never seemed quite real.

I caught some pieces in my back that I didn't even feel

God help me, I was only nineteen.

And can you tell me, doctor, why I still can't get to sleep?

And why the Channel Seven chopper chills me to my feet?

And what's this rash that comes and goes, can you tell me what it means?

God help me, I was only nineteen.

[Liz]

One of my favourite songs of all time - I Miss You - Blink 182.

Hello there, the angel from my nightmare

The shadow in the background of the morgue

The unsuspecting victim of darkness in the valley

We can live like Jack and Sally if we want

Where you can always find me

We'll have Halloween on Christmas

And in the night we'll wish this never ends

We'll wish this never ends

I miss you, I miss you (x2)

Where are you and I'm so sorry

I cannot sleep I cannot dream tonight

I need somebody and always

This sick strange darkness

Comes creeping on so haunting every time

And as I stared I counted

Webs from all the spiders

Catching things and eating their insides

Like indecision to call you

and hear your voice of treason

Will you come home and stop this pain tonight

Stop this pain tonight

Don't waste your time on me you're already

The voice inside my head (I miss you, I miss you)

Don't waste your time on me you're already

The voice inside my head (I miss you, I miss you)

(x3)

(I miss you, I miss you) (x4)

[msf]

Fall Down by Jebediah

Thought police have busted in

And broken up and stolen almost everything

They've a job to do a special mission

To reinstate their point of view

It's in with the old order out with the new

They're the guys that wrote that song

That's been playing on the airwaves all day long

It's a catchy tune hummable melody

And you can't drive it from your brain

It's got a chorus that repeats over and over again

Window, opportunity

I got a message and it comes for free

There's another way that way is real

But you just won't get it till the walls fall down

till the walls fall down

till the walls fall down

till the walls fall down...