Bob Gnarly Posted December 6, 2003 Share Posted December 6, 2003 Originally posted by Acrylic "Can't stop", by RHCP is a happy get up song. No lyrics here, though. Sorry. Not really, the songs about someone tripping out. Knock out but boy you better come to Passed out, and he better wake up quick Wait a minute I’m passing out Win or lose just like you Again, hes about to pass out. Nah, im just kidding the songs about a guy tryin to pick up a girl but keeps failing. Same with Fortune Faded its really quite sadistic. The happiest RHCP song i can think of is Higher Ground, you should also check out the music video which is really good here Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pie™ Posted December 6, 2003 Share Posted December 6, 2003 Originally posted by gorganfloss Life it seems, will fade away Drifting further every day Getting lost within myself Nothing matters no one else I have lost the will to live Simply nothing more to give There is nothing more for me Need the end to set me free Things are not what they used to be Missing one inside of me Deathly lost, this can't be real Cannot stand this hell I feel Emptiness is filing me To the point of agony Growing darkness taking dawn I was me, but now He's gone No one but me can save myself, but it to late Now I can't think, think why I should even try Yesterday seems as though it never existed Death Greets me warm, now I will just say good-bye Very uplifting song, eh? Metallica - Fade To Black! - probably best song ever Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Darth Eggplant Posted December 7, 2003 Share Posted December 7, 2003 Sodomy, you must think it very odd of me that I enjoy the act of Sodomy you might call the Wrath of God on me but if you tried it then you might agree that you enjoy the act of Sodomy don't worry if you feel ashamed it's been around for years ~ (chorus) la la la la la thousands more than can be named are interested in rears don't worry about Hell no harm will come to your Soul we're not all Penticostle but every body's got an asshole Let me tell you about Sodomy ~ (chorus) sodomy you must think it very odd of Me ~ (chorus) odd of me that I enjoy the act of Sodomy ~ (chorus) sodomy you might call the Wrath of God on me but if you tried it then you might agree that you enjoy the act of Sodomy It might just improve your sex it's a hard act to follow ~ (chorus) bum bum bum bum bum a fact that Fundamentalist find difficult to swallow so join me as I sing of an activity that's fun open up your ring and try it front to bum ~ (chorus) bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum Sodomy, you must think it very odd of me that I enjoy the act of Sodomy you might call the Wrath of God on me but if you tried it then you might agree that you enjoy the act of Sodomy Sodomy! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Miko Reglia Posted December 7, 2003 Share Posted December 7, 2003 Desmond has a barrow in the market place Molly is the singer in a band Desmond says to Molly-girl I like your face And Molly says this as she takes him by the hand. Obladi oblada life goes on bra Lala how the life goes on Obladi Oblada life goes on bra Lala how the life goes on. Desmond takes a trolly to the jewellers store Buys a twenty carat golden ring Takes it back to Molly waiting at the door And as he gives it to her she begins to sing. In a couple of years they have built A home sweet home With a couple of kids running in the yard Of Desmond and Molly Jones. Happy ever after in the market place Molly lets the children lend a hand Desmond stays at home and does his pretty face And in the evening she's a singer with the band. And if you want some fun-take Obladi blada. thats a great song...who knows who sings it?! (its real easy:) ) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
IG-64 Posted December 7, 2003 Share Posted December 7, 2003 oh, gimmie the beat boys and free my soul, I wanna get a-lost in your rock-and-rool and drift away... and drift away. that's a good song Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Alia Posted December 7, 2003 Share Posted December 7, 2003 The happiest songs I know don't have words. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CapNColostomy Posted December 7, 2003 Share Posted December 7, 2003 a creature made of sunshine her eyes were like the sky rabbit howls like something old as we twitch to her lullaby the scalpel shines in god's sunshine street lights whisper pain down here near the poison stream our god has gone insane she smiles like a child with flowers in her hair with blood on her hands into the sun she stares she feels it die, I heard her cry she smiles like a child with flowers in her hair with blood on her hands into the sun she stares she feels it die, I heard her cry like the scream of the butterfly sunshine a house in flames she likes it where she gets it but it's never felt the same surgery in the house of dissection when your candle burns out I will resurrect you she runs through fields of daisies yeah it's just a shame that they eat their own babies who cares cause the air is free when you get there will you kiss the dead for me? there's blood on the moon and the summer is cold there's love in the room but baby that's gettin' old there's blood on my face sittin' on a dead shore a highway of emptiness and I'm gettin' bored there's blood on the moon as we plan our escape the goddess in bloom handcuffed and raped there's blood in the bathtub, baby murder the king there's blood on the moon there's blood on just about everything sunshine a house in flames she likes it where she gets it but it's never felt the same surgery in the house of dissection when your candle burns out I will resurrect you she runs through fields of daisies yeah it's just a shame that they eat their own babies who cares cause the air is free when you get there will you kiss the dead for me? something cold is forced inside her a tear spills down her cheek stillborn songs of a dead dreamer, hymns of the needle freak with sunlight in her hair she smiles like she don't care her dreams are liquid blue I cut myself again and again to remind myself of you she smiles like a child with flowers in her hair with blood on her hands into the sun she stares she feels it die, I heard her cry she smiles like a child with flowers in her hair with blood on her hands into the sun she stares she feels it die, I heard her cry like the scream of the butterfly like the scream of the butterfly I met an angel with a sawed-off shotgun wanted by the FBI we dropped some acid, killed our parents then we hit the road like the scream of the butterfly like the scream of the butterfly like the scream of the butterfly like the scream of the butterfly How much happier can you get? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Darth Groovy Posted December 7, 2003 Share Posted December 7, 2003 I've come on a few years from my Hollywood Highs The best of the last, the cleanest star they ever had I'm stiff on my legend, the films that I made Forget that I'm fifty cause you just got paid CHORUS Crack, baby, crack, show me you're real Smack, baby, smack, is that all that you feel Suck, baby, suck, give me your head Before you start professing that you're knocking me dead You caught yourself a trick down on Sunset and Vine But since he pinned you baby you're a porcupine You sold me illusions for a sack full of cheques You've made a bad connection 'cause I just want your sex CHORUS _David Bowie Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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