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Post by mary on May 14, 2004 16:53:48 GMT
I am addicted to this song the last 2 days...mmm...I like it..
Pseudo Silk Kimono
by Marillion
Huddled in the safety of a pseudo silk kimono
wearing bracelets of smoke, naked of understanding.
Nicotine smears, long, long dried tears, invisible tears.
Safe in my own words, learning from my own words,
Cruel joke, cruel joke.
Huddled in the safety of a pseudo silk kimono
A morning mare rides, in the starless shutters of my eyes.
The spirit of a misplaced childhood is rising to speak his mind,
To this orphan of heartbreak, disillusioned and scorned,
A refugee, refugee.
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Post by Barrow-wight aka MELLON on Jun 3, 2004 17:15:03 GMT
This is from the Motorhead album Hammered ... which is how I feel anyway.
Btw. a good album !!! I play this one to sleep better ;D ;D ;D
Walk A Crooked Mile
If you were in the movies,
Who would you play?
If you were tried for murder
What could you say?
And if you were out to lunch
What would you eat?
We wanna know the answers
Who do you want to beat?
Dont show your fear,
Keep it out of sight,
Dont lose your place in here
And you might be all right
Dont say nothing shut your mouth
Out of time work it out
Youre living in a cruel world
And your face is out of style
Boogey man, magic word,
Walk a crooked mile.
If you were Armageddon
Who would you spare?
If you were judge an jury,
Why would you care?
And if you were out of breath
How would you breathe?
The world deserves the answers,
What do you have up your sleeve?
Cant show your hand
Find another way,
Cant play that ace in here,
Never see another day.
Plead no contest, pass the buck,
Running scared, you aint so tough
We hold rehearsal for your death
Were tired of your smile
Boogey man, see what you get
Walk a crooked mile.
Standing in the spotlight,
What would you need?
If you were a soldier,
How would you bleed?
And if you were in the rain,
What would you wear?
Were hungry for the answers,
Dont seem right, but we dont care.
Dont bring your friends,
Send them all away
Dont meet your end in here,
Dont throw your life away,
Dont you change dont drop your guard,
Double bluff throw down your cards,
Death has put his mark on you
Man and boy an child,
Boogey man, back to start
Walk a crooked mile
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Post by mary on Jun 23, 2004 14:04:44 GMT
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Post by Miss Melissa on Jun 25, 2004 15:06:30 GMT
When Darkness Calls
By Lynch Mob
This is a very ethereal song....love it
You light a fire in the rain
And I feel it burnin'
You swore you'd never hurt again
I remember
Under the spell of a different role
A secret whispered
No one around to keep you home
The night is waiting
You can't resist it
When the darkness
Calls out your name
You keep insisting
That it's black or white
Show me tonight
Smoking candles light your way
They glow like angels
Words you just don't understand
That can change your future
It's too late to turn back now
Can you fight all your feelings
Frightened little girl you keep inside
But she's left in tears
You can't resist it
When the darkness
Calls out your name
You keep insisting
That it's black or white
Show me tonight
Well, there's two sides to living
Oh, it ain't always left or right
But you're only giving
What you're taking out of the night
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Post by Pina on Jul 21, 2004 9:56:17 GMT
Brilliant lyrics!  Fish has a great website here: www.the-company.com/news.htmIncommunicadoMarillionI'd be really pleased to meet you if only I could remember your name But I got problems with my memory ever since I got a winner in the fame game I'm a citizen of Legoland travellin' Incommunicado And I don't give a d**n for the Fleet Street afficionados But I don't want to be the backpage interview I don't want launderette anonymity I want my handprints in the concrete on Sunset Boulevard A dummy in Tussauds you'll see. Incommunicado I'm a Marquee veteran, a multi-media bonafide celebrity I've got an allergy to Perrier, daylight and responsibility I'm a rootin-tootin cowboy, a Peter Pan with street credibility Always making the point with the dawn patrol fraternity Sometimes it seems like I've been here before When I hear opportunity kicking in my door Call it synchronicity call it déja vu I just put my faith in destiny - it's the way that I choose But I don't want to be a tin can tied to the bumper of a wedding limousine, Or currently residing in the where-are-they-now file A toupée on the cabaret scene I want to do adverts for American Express cards And talk shows on prime time TV, A villa in France My own cocktail bar And that's where you're gonna find me Incommunicado Sometimes it seems like I've been here before When I hear opportunity kicking in my door Call it synchronicity call it déja vu I just put my faith in destiny it's the way that I choose Incommunicado It's the only way Incommunicado
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juliefm
Witch-King of Angmar
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Post by juliefm on Aug 26, 2004 13:09:11 GMT
Not To Touch The Earth Not to touch the earth Not to see the sun Nothing left to do, but Run, run, run Let's run Let's run House upon the hill Moon is lying still Shadows of the trees Witnessing the wild breeze C'mon baby run with me Let's run Run with me Run with me Run with me Let's run The mansion is warm, at the top of the hill Rich are the rooms and the comforts there Red are the arms of luxuriant chairs And you won't know a thing till you get inside Dead president's corpse in the driver's car The engine runs on glue and tar Come on along, not goin' very far To the East to meet the Czar Run with me Run with me Run with me Let's run Whoa! Some outlaws lived by the side of a lake The minister's daughter's in love with the snake Who lives in a well by the side of the road Wake up, girl, we're almost home Ya, c'mon! We should see the gates by mornin' We should be inside the evenin' Sun, sun, sun Burn, burn, burn Soon, soon, soon Moon, moon, moon I will get you Soon! Soon! Soon! I am the Lizard King I can do anything Had to add this - I absolutely love the lyrics in this. Jools xx  |
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Fish has a great website here: 
