Lyrics Corner

Page may contain affiliate links. Please see terms for details.

Abitrary

New Member
Please put any copied and pasted song lyrics on here please, and not on poetry corner

(no goths, grebos, emos or dog's on string pasting wads of Sisters of Mercy pretty please though)
 

Elmer Fudd

Miserable Old Bar Steward
"Thursday's Child"

All of my life I've tried so hard
Doing my best with what I had
Nothing much happened all the same

Something about me stood apart
A whisper of hope that seemed to fail
Maybe I'm born right out of my time
Breaking my life in two

[CHORUS]
Throw me tomorrow
Now that I've really got a chance
Throw me tomorrow
Everything's falling into place
Throw me tomorrow
Seeing my past to let it go
Throw me tomorrow
Only for you I don't regret
That I was Thursday's child

Monday Tuesday Wednesday born I was
Monday Tuesday Wednesday born I was
Thursday's child

Sometimes I cried my heart to sleep
Shuffling days and lonesome nights
Sometimes my courage fell to my feet

Lucky old sun is in my sky
Nothing prepared me for your smile
Lighting the darkness of my soul
Innocence in your arms

[CHORUS]
 

Elmer Fudd

Miserable Old Bar Steward
"It's No Game (Part 1)"

Shiruetto ya kage ga kakumei o miteiru
Mo tengoku no giyu no kaidan wa nai2

Silhouettes and shadows
watch the revolution
No more free steps to heaven
It's no game

Ore genjitsu kara shime dasare
Nani ga okkote irunoka wakara nai
Doko ni kyokun wa arunoka
Hitobito wa yubi o orareteiru
Konna dokusaisha ni iyashime rareru nowa kanashii

I am bored from the event
I really don't understand the situation
And it's no game

Documentaries on refugees
Couples 'gainst the target
You throw a rock against the road
And it breaks into pieces
Draw the blinds on yesterday,
and it's all so much scarier
Put a bullet in my brain,
and it makes all the papers 2

Nammin no kiroku eiga
Hyoteki o se ni shita koibito tachi
Michi ni ishi o nage reba
Kona gona ni kudake
Kino ni huta o sureba
Kyohu wa masu
Ore no atama ni tama o buchi kome ba
Shinbun wa kaki tateru

So where's the moral
when people have their fingers broken2
To be insulted by these fascists
it's so degrading
And it's no game

Shut up! Shutu
 

Elmer Fudd

Miserable Old Bar Steward
"Liars' Bar

Well sitting in a bar alone
where no-one knows your name
is like laying in a graveyard
wide awake
You're scared that if you cough or yawn
you might wake up the dead
So pretend to read a paper
or just drink instead

I'm a stand-up comedian
but I'd sit down if I could
The world just seems
to want folk like me to stand
And the punch-lines seem to disappear
like clouds across the sky
And the laughter could be real
or could be canned

Rum by the kettle drum
Whiskey by the jar
At Liar's Bar

Well living with a lying man
could never really hurt
But living with a drunk
well no-one deserves
And you're looking for your husband
you're not sure he's still alive
Don't bother with the cemetery
he'll be down at liar's dive

I'm a travelling businessman
I just stopped in for one drink
You'll find
that I'm not like the other men
Their noses are red
whilst mine is only pink
And they didn't choose their drink
their drink chose them

Rum by the kettle drum
Whiskey by the jar
At Liar's Bar

And the grave-digger's smiling
at his reflection in his spade
He's visiting the seediest
the shallowest of graves
The vocal chords of elephants
and the characters of mice
They're singing "whisky, whisky"
so good they named it twice

Well don't pass buildings with lights on
if I said that I did I'd have lied
'Cause what looks like a Chinese restaurant
may have Chinese New Year inside
And son all my life I've been searching
the bars I've been in I forget
The lights outside ever brighter
but a light on the inside not yet

Rum by the kettle drum
Whiskey by the jar
At Liar's Bar

And he's a world-wide traveller
he's not like me or you
But he comes in mighty regular
for one who's passing through
That one came in his work clothes
he's missed his last bus home
He's missed a hell of a lot of buses
for a man who wants to roam

If I look rough I am rough
If I look sad I am
If I look broke I am broke
Just a broke down piece of man

I've turned over enough leaves
to fill an autumn
and if I had one final wish
I'd be your slave for a decade
if you could take me away from this
If you took me away from this
I'd be different you'd see
'Cause I didn't choose the drink
a drink just chose me

Rum by the kettle drum
Whiskey by the jar
At Liar's Bar

Well I'm smoking like a chimney
And I'm drinking like a fish
At Liar's Bar
 

Elmer Fudd

Miserable Old Bar Steward
Artificial Flowers

Alone in the world was poor little Annie
As sweet a young child as you'd find
Her parents had gone to their final reward
Leaving their baby behind

Did you hear this poor little child
was only nine years of age
When mother and dad went away
Still she bravely worked
at the one thing she knew
To earn a few pennies a day

She made artificial flowers, artificial flowers
Flowers for ladies of fashion to wear
She made artificial flowers, artificial flowers
Fashioned from Annie's despair

With papers and shears, with wire and wax
She made up each tulip and mum
As snow flakes drifted in to her tenement room
Her baby little fingers grew numb

From artificial flowers, those artificial flowers
Flowers for ladies of high fashion to wear
She made artificial flowers, artificial flowers
Made from Annie's despair

And they found little Annie all covered with ice
Still clutching her poor frozen shears
Amidst all the blossoms, she had fashioned by hand
And watered with all her young tears

There must be a Heaven where little Annie can play
In heavenly gardens and bowers
And instead of halo, she'll wear round her head
A garland of genuine flowers

No more artificial flowers, artificial flowers
Flowers for ladies of society to wear
Those artificial flowers, artificial flowers
Fashioned from Annie's
Fashioned from Annie's despair
 

Elmer Fudd

Miserable Old Bar Steward
And my all time favourite, sung by Billy Paul, not Elton John

Your Song

See Here

It's a little bit funny this feeling inside
I'm not one of those who can easily hide
I don't have much money but boy if I did
I'd buy a big house where we both could live

If I was a sculptor, but then again, no
Or a man who makes potions in a travelling show
I know it's not much but it's the best I can do
My gift is my song and this one's for you

And you can tell everybody this is your song
It may be quite simple but now that it's done
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind that I put down in words
How wonderful life is while you're in the world

I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss
Well a few of the verses well they've got me quite cross
But the sun's been quite kind while I wrote this song
It's for people like you that keep it turned on

So excuse me forgetting but these things I do
You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue
Anyway the thing is what I really mean
Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen
 

Ashtrayhead

Über Member
Location
Belvedere, Kent.
Combichrist - Enjoy The Abuse Lyrics



Enjoy thee abuse
Enjoy thee abuse
Enjoy thee abuse
Enjoy

Next time you opened your mouth
I'll put my fist down your trought
SO deep you can not swallow
I'll make your body hollow
You will enjoy thee abuse
Cause you got nothing to lose
I swear I'll fist **** your brain
Until I'm smiling again

Everybody Hate you

Enjoy thee abuse
Enjoy thee abuse
Enjoy thee abuse
Enjoy

Next time your down on your knee's
and your respecting a slut
It Might be meaning that lasts
And I might just have a shoot

Enjoy thee abuse
Enjoy thee abuse
Enjoy thee abuse
Enjoy

Next time you opened your mouth
I'll put my fist down your trought
SO deep you can not swallow
I'll make your body hollow
You will enjoy thee abuse
Cause you got nothing to lose
I swear I'll fist **** your brain
Until I'm smiling again

Enjoy thee abuse
Enjoy
Enjoy thee abuse
Enjoy
 
OP
OP
A

Abitrary

New Member
Ashtrayhead said:
Combichrist - Enjoy The Abuse Lyrics

I've just googled that band, and holy, I don't know what to say

do you actually have a bicycle?
 

Ashtrayhead

Über Member
Location
Belvedere, Kent.
Rammstein - Sehnsucht Lyrics





La? mich deine Trane reiten
ubers Kinn nach Afrika
wieder in den Schoss der Lowin
wo ich einst zuhause war
Zwischen deine langen Beinen
such den Schnee vom letzten Jahr
doch es ist kein Schnee mehr da

Lass mich deine Trane reiten
uber Wolken ohne Gluck
der grosse Vogel schiebt den Kopf
sanft in sein Versteck zuruck
Zwischen deine langen Beinen
such den Sand vom letzten Jahr
doch es ist kein Sand mehr da

Sehnsucht versteckt
sich wie ein Insekt
im Schlafe merkst du nicht
da? es dich sticht
glucklich werd ich nirgendwo
der Finger rutscht nach Mexiko
doch er versinkt im Ozean
Sehnsucht ist so grausam
 

Elmer Fudd

Miserable Old Bar Steward
Abitrary said:
Off of Scary Monsters by bowie, one of the best albums ever
Correcto Mundo Abe (you don't mind me calling you that do you? easier than trying to spell Arbitrary wrong :biggrin:), my all time hero, got every album he ever made, even the ,ahem, not so good ones have their moments in time / to suit your mood. You ever heard Buddha of Suburbia (from a musical, I believe) few good tracks on that.
 

Ashtrayhead

Über Member
Location
Belvedere, Kent.
Abitrary said:
Okay Ashtrayhead. Back to the skateboard forums.


You got me there, apart from the skateboard bit. Aren't they into EMO and rubbish rock like RHCP? Maybe now that I'm one year shy of 50 I should be listening to the likes of Elton John and Neil Diamond and Phil Collins and Robbie Will......
..............................................
....oops sorry I got bored writing the names:evil:
 

Elmer Fudd

Miserable Old Bar Steward
Ashtrayhead said:
You got me there, apart from the skateboard bit. Aren't they into EMO and rubbish rock like RHCP? Maybe now that I'm one year shy of 50 I should be listening to the likes of Elton John and Neil Diamond and Phil Collins and Robbie Will......
..............................................
....oops sorry I got bored writing the names:evil:

Don't do it Ashers mate, if for nothing better I (at 49) fight with my daughter (19) to hit the top toons on the ole dukey in the pub. Major pees her off that most fellas in there of her age prefer my choice of music. Tee hee hee !!
 
Top Bottom