Dedicate a Song to Another User Thread
To Ragtime:
"Ragtime" by Run-D.M.C.
[Run]
I.. woke up this morning got ready to roll
Put on my green bomber it was, freezing cold
Applied longjohns with Adidas not matching
I called up Jam Master cause I knew he was scratching
(Whassup?) Jay to the telly music, loud as hell
He said - "Hold up Run," [DING DONG], "it's the bell!"
Jay to the door as he leaves the cut
for his eyes a surprise, "D.M.C. WHASSUP?"
[D.M.C.]
I need a little help Jay, I got a little problem
A guy like yourself, maybe you can help me solve em
I only want to know why this happens all the time
(What?) Everywhere I go, I start to rap and rhyme
I rock them in the day (yeah you rock em every night)
I rock em when I left so def I knew something was wrong (alright)
I rhyme when I am sleeping, I rhyme when I'm awake
When I was nine I said a rhyme by putting candles on my cake
I just came from the bank (you said a rhyme?) A rhyme so funny
A song about the line so long they all gave me their money
That's why I came to you, you're my friend (yes that is true)
Said maybe Jay knows what to say, he'll tell me what to do..
[Jay]
Hmmmm.. yo you go get Joe, and all the rhymes you made
And we'll go to the bank, AND WE CAN ALL GET PAID!
[Run]
Cruisin down the block, in the sixty-six Olds
Girls are on the jock like the ride was a Rolls
Feelin kinda great, got change for the toll
Suckers gotta wait, that's your fate, poor soul
Heard you on the records and I heard you on the tapes
Stop, switch the conversation over to grapes, because
you're not bustin none, so stop fussin son
You're not down with Rush, they call us Russ and Run
Since that's the company, you won't be chumpin me
Here's the man, ask that fan (Run big brother D!)
_________________
I won?t tell anyone else how to be
You can be yourself, but just let me be me
To myself:
"Trigger Happy" by 'Weird Al' Yankovic
Got an AK-47, well you know it makes me feel alright
Got an Uzi by my pillow, helps me sleep a little better at night
There's no feeling any greter
Than to shoot first and ask questions later
Now I'm trigger happy, trigger happy every day
Well, you can't take my guns away, I got a constitutional right
Yeah, I gotta be ready if the Commies attack us tonight
I'll blow their brains out with my Smith and Wesson
That ought to teach them all a darn good lesson
Now I'm trigger happy, trigger happy every day
(Oh yeah, I'm)trigger, trigger happy
Yes I'm trigger, trigger happy
(Oh baby, I'm)trigger, trigger happy
Yes I'm trigger, trigger happy
(Oh I'm so)trigger, trigger happy
Yes I'm trigger, trigger happy
Better watch out, punk, or I'm gonna have to blow you away
Oh, I accidently shot daddy last night in the den
I mistook him in the dark for a drug-crazed Nazi again
Now why'd you have to get so mad?
It was just a lousy flesh wound, Dad
You know, I'm trigger happy, trigger happy every day
Oh, I still haven't figured out the safety on my rifle yet
Little Fluffy took a round, better take him to the vet
I filled that kitty cat so full of lead
We'll have to use him for a pencil instead
Well, I'm so trigger happy, trigger happy every day
(Oh yeah, I'm)trigger, trigger happy
Yes I'm trigger, trigger happy
(Oh baby, I'm)trigger, trigger happy
Yes I'm trigger, trigger happy
(Oh I'm so)trigger, trigger happy
Yes I'm trigger, trigger happy
Better watch out, punk, or I'm gonna have to blow you away
Come on and grab your ammo
What have you got to lose?
We'll all get liquored up
And shoot at anything that moves
Got a brand new semi-automatic weapon with a laser sight
Oh, I'm prayin' somebody tries to break in here tonight
I always keep a Magnum in my trunk
You better ask yourself, do you feel lucky, punk?
Because I'm trigger happy, trigger happy every day
(Oh yeah, I'm)trigger, trigger happy
Yes I'm trigger, trigger happy
(Oh baby, I'm)trigger, trigger happy
Yes I'm trigger, trigger happy
(Oh I'm so)trigger, trigger happy
Yes I'm trigger, trigger happy
Better watch out, punk, or I'm gonna have to blow you away
_________________
I won?t tell anyone else how to be
You can be yourself, but just let me be me
To GreenBlue:
"Spam" by 'Weird Al' Yankovic
Spam in the place where I live (ham and pork)
Think about nutrition, wonder what's inside it now (oh boy)
Spam in my luchbox at work (it's the best)
Really makes a darn good sandwhich any way you slice it at all
If you're running low, go to the store
Carry some money to help you buy more
The tab is there to open the can
The can is there to hold in the spam
Oh, spam on the table at home (ham and pork)
Think about selection, are there different flavors now (let's eat)
Spam in my office at work (it's the best)
Think about the stuff its made from, wonder if it's mystery of meat
If you need a spoon, keep one around
Carry a thermose to help wash it down
Now, if there's some left, don't just throw it out
Use it for spackle or bathroom grout, now
Spam in my pantry at home (have some more)
Think of expiration, better read the lable (oh boy)
Spam breakfast, dinner, or lunch (it's the best)
Think about how it's been precooked, wonder if I'll just eat it cold
Now, once you start in, you can't put it down
Don't leave it sitting or it'll turn brown
The key is going to open the tin
The tin is there to keep the spam in
Oh, spam (spam)
Ham and pork
Think about nutrition, wonder what's inside it now (oh boy)
Spam (spam)
It's the best
Really makes a darn good sandwhich any way you slice it
Spam in the place where I live (have some more)
Think about addiction, wonder if I'm a junkie now (let's eat)
Spam in the place where I work (you're obsessed)
Think about the way it's processed, wonder if it's some kind of meat
Spam in the back of my car (ham and pork)
Spam any place that you are (ham and pork)
The tab is there to open the can (spam any place that you are) (ham and pork)
The can is there to hold in the spam (spam any place that you are) (ham and pork)
_________________
I won?t tell anyone else how to be
You can be yourself, but just let me be me
To CockneyRebel aka SidTheLoveRat:
"Good Rats" by Dropkick Murphys
Have you ever stopped to think about what rats do for fun?
Sure they crawl around and scurry,
Yeah they're always on the run but a rat sure likes a good time
Just like you and me
I'll prove it with a tale about a rat-infested brewery
It started with a little lad named vermin McCann
Who fell upon a drink that made him feel like quite a man
He rounded up his furry boys,
Though some wore a frown
They quickly changed their tune and they slammed a couple down.
[Chorus:]
One, two, one-two-three-four!
Come on all you good rats
We'll send you to heaven you'll find the pearly gates in the froth and the foam
'Cause in these vats you've made quite a creation
A potion that turned the Guinness to gold!
Like mice behind a piper,
Rats from all around soon headed for this factory in old Dublin Town.
They surely heard the news about this fancy new rat-brew they come,
They saw, they had a taste and knocked back a few
The rats were in a tizzy
Addicted to the bone the hairy lugs were giddy
They were never going home
Like a bunch of drunken pirates prepared to walk the plank they drank,
They sang, they took a plunge and in the beer they sank!
_________________
I won?t tell anyone else how to be
You can be yourself, but just let me be me
Yeah heres a song for Flagg, cause this one he deserves
When Your Evil
by Voltaire
When the devil is too busy
and deaths abit too much.
They call on me, by name you see
For my special touch.
To the gentleman I'm misfortune
to the ladies I'm surprise
But call me by any name, any way its all the same!
I'm the fly in your soup,
I'm the pebble in your shoe,
I'm the demon in your bed,
I'm the lump on every head,
I'm the peal on which you slip,
I'm the pin in every hip,
I'm the Thorn in your side
Makes you wriggle and writhe!
And its soo easy when your evil,
This is the life you see, the devil tips his hat to me.
I do it all because I'm evil.
And I do it all for free,
Your tears are all the pay I'll ever need.
While theres children to make sad,
while theres candy to be had,
while theres pockets left to pick,
while theres grannys left to trip
down the stairs
I'll be there, its a game I'm glad I'm in it
Cause theres one born every minute.
And its soo easy when your evil,
This is the life you see, the devil tips his hat to me.
I do it all because I'm evil.
And I do it all for free,
Your tears are all the pay I'll ever need.
I pledge my allegiance, to all things dark
and I promise on my damned soul to
do as I am told
Lord Beelzebub has never seen
a soldier quite like me, not only does his job
but does it happily.
I'm the fear that keeps you awake,
I'm the shadows on your wall,
I'm the monsters they become,
I'm the nightmare in your skull.
I'm the dagger in your back,
AN extra turn upon the Rack,
I'm the wimpering of your heart
A stabbing pain, a sudden start.
(theres a little bit more but I don't remember the end)
Awww shucks son, your gonna make me blush.
To all our banned pieces of slime (and may you stay that way)
I give to you
The Unforgiven
New blood joins this earth
And quickly he's subdued
Through constant pained disgrace
The young boy learns their rules
With time the child draws in
This whipping boy done wrong
Deprived of all his thoughts
The young man struggles on and on he's known
A vow unto his own
That never from this day
His will they'll take away
What I've felt
What I've known
Never shined through in what I've shown
Never be
Never see
Won't see what might have been
What I've felt
What I've known
Never shined through in what I've shown
Never free
Never me
So I dub thee unforgiven
They dedicate their lives
To running all of his
He tries to please them all
This bitter man he is
Throughout his life the same
He's battled constantly
This fight he cannot win
A tired man they see no longer cares
The old man then prepares
To die regretfully
That old man here is me
What I've felt
What I've known
Never shined through in what I've shown
Never be
Never see
Won't see what might have been
What I've felt
What I've known
Never shined through in what I've shown
Never free
Never me
So I dub thee unforgiven
You labeled me
I'll label you
So I dub the unforgiven
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How good music and bad reasons sound when one marches against an enemy!
The_Chosen_One
Veteran
Joined: 26 Jul 2007
Age: 63
Gender: Male
Posts: 1,357
Location: Looking down on humanity
Here's one for all aspies:
Working Class Hero - John Lennon
As soon as you're born
They make you feel small
By giving you no time
Instead of it all
Til the pain is so big
You feel nothing at all
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
They hurt you at home
and they hit you at school
They hate you if you're clever
And they despise a fool
Til you're so f*****g crazy
You can't follow their rules
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
When they've tortured and scared you
For 20-odd years
Then they expect you
To pick a career
When you can't really function
You're so full of fear
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
Keep you doped with religion
Your sex and TV
And you think you're so clever
And classless and free
But you're still f*****g peasants
As far as I can see
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
There's room at the top
They are telling you still
But first you must learn
How to to smile when you kill
If you want to be
Like the folks on the hill
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
If you want to be a hero then just follow me
If you want to be a hero then just follow me
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Pagans are people too, not just victims of a religious cleansing program. Universal harmony for all!!
Karma decides what must happen, and that includes everyone.
TheMachine1
Veteran
Joined: 11 Jun 2006
Gender: Male
Posts: 8,011
Location: 9099 will be my last post...what the hell 9011 will be.
CockneyRebel
Veteran
Joined: 17 Jul 2004
Age: 50
Gender: Male
Posts: 117,042
Location: In my little Olympic World of peace and love
"Good Rats" by Dropkick Murphys
Have you ever stopped to think about what rats do for fun?
Sure they crawl around and scurry,
Yeah they're always on the run but a rat sure likes a good time
Just like you and me
I'll prove it with a tale about a rat-infested brewery
It started with a little lad named vermin McCann
Who fell upon a drink that made him feel like quite a man
He rounded up his furry boys,
Though some wore a frown
They quickly changed their tune and they slammed a couple down.
[Chorus:]
One, two, one-two-three-four!
Come on all you good rats
We'll send you to heaven you'll find the pearly gates in the froth and the foam
'Cause in these vats you've made quite a creation
A potion that turned the Guinness to gold!
Like mice behind a piper,
Rats from all around soon headed for this factory in old Dublin Town.
They surely heard the news about this fancy new rat-brew they come,
They saw, they had a taste and knocked back a few
The rats were in a tizzy
Addicted to the bone the hairy lugs were giddy
They were never going home
Like a bunch of drunken pirates prepared to walk the plank they drank,
They sang, they took a plunge and in the beer they sank!
Awe, that's cute. Thank you!
CockneyRebel
Veteran
Joined: 17 Jul 2004
Age: 50
Gender: Male
Posts: 117,042
Location: In my little Olympic World of peace and love
LadyMacbeth
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Joined: 27 May 2007
Age: 37
Gender: Female
Posts: 1,091
Location: In the girls toilets at Hogwarts, washing the blood off my hands.
Working Class Hero - John Lennon
As soon as you're born
They make you feel small
By giving you no time
Instead of it all
Til the pain is so big
You feel nothing at all
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
They hurt you at home
and they hit you at school
They hate you if you're clever
And they despise a fool
Til you're so f***ing crazy
You can't follow their rules
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
When they've tortured and scared you
For 20-odd years
Then they expect you
To pick a career
When you can't really function
You're so full of fear
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
Keep you doped with religion
Your sex and TV
And you think you're so clever
And classless and free
But you're still f***ing peasants
As far as I can see
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
There's room at the top
They are telling you still
But first you must learn
How to to smile when you kill
If you want to be
Like the folks on the hill
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
If you want to be a hero then just follow me
If you want to be a hero then just follow me
That's so true. Ozzy Osbourne did a cover of it.
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We are the mutant race!! !! Don't look at my eyes, don't look at my face...
Anubis
Veteran
Joined: 6 Sep 2006
Age: 136
Gender: Male
Posts: 11,911
Location: Mount Herculaneum/England
For my 3,000th post I dedicate the following song to myself:
"Spam" by 'Weird Al' Yankovic
Spam in the place where I live (ham and pork)
Think about nutrition, wonder what's inside it now (oh boy)
Spam in my luchbox at work (it's the best)
Really makes a darn good sandwhich any way you slice it at all
If you're running low, go to the store
Carry some money to help you buy more
The tab is there to open the can
The can is there to hold in the spam
Oh, spam on the table at home (ham and pork)
Think about selection, are there different flavors now (let's eat)
Spam in my office at work (it's the best)
Think about the stuff its made from, wonder if it's mystery of meat
If you need a spoon, keep one around
Carry a thermose to help wash it down
Now, if there's some left, don't just throw it out
Use it for spackle or bathroom grout, now
Spam in my pantry at home (have some more)
Think of expiration, better read the lable (oh boy)
Spam breakfast, dinner, or lunch (it's the best)
Think about how it's been precooked, wonder if I'll just eat it cold
Now, once you start in, you can't put it down
Don't leave it sitting or it'll turn brown
The key is going to open the tin
The tin is there to keep the spam in
Oh, spam (spam)
Ham and pork
Think about nutrition, wonder what's inside it now (oh boy)
Spam (spam)
It's the best
Really makes a darn good sandwhich any way you slice it
Spam in the place where I live (have some more)
Think about addiction, wonder if I'm a junkie now (let's eat)
Spam in the place where I work (you're obsessed)
Think about the way it's processed, wonder if it's some kind of meat
Spam in the back of my car (ham and pork)
Spam any place that you are (ham and pork)
The tab is there to open the can (spam any place that you are) (ham and pork)
The can is there to hold in the spam (spam any place that you are) (ham and pork)
_________________
I won?t tell anyone else how to be
You can be yourself, but just let me be me
Last edited by Trigger11 on 11 Sep 2007, 2:06 pm, edited 1 time in total.
This may seem sort of NT, but I want to dedicate Just The Two Of Us to Username88. It's sung by a guy but it could very well be him singing it to me too!
I see the crystal raindrops fall
And see the beauty of it all
Is when the sun comes shining through
To make those rainbows in my mind
When I think of you some time
And I want to spend some time with you
Just the two of us
We can make it if we try
Just the two of us
Just the two of us
Building castles in the sky
Just the two of us
You and I
We look for love, no time for tears
Wasted waters's all that is
And it don't make no flowers grow
Good things might come to those who wait
Not to those who wait too late
We got to go for all we know
Just the two of us
We can make it if we try
Just the two of us
Just the two of us
Building castles in the sky
Just the two of us
You and I
I hear the crystal raindrops fall
On the window down the hall
And it becomes the morning dew
Darling, when the morning comes
And I see the morning sun
I want to be the one with you
Just the two of us
We can make it if we try
Just the two of us
Just the two of us
Building big castles way on high
Just the two of us
You and I
this is for everyone who has had someone that they truly loved, die. Like my oldest daughter and my mom. The last line is also my signature.
"I Grieve" Peter Gabriel
It was only one hour ago
it was all so different then
cause nothing yet has really sunk in
looks like it always did
this flesh and bone
it's just the way that you were tied in
now there's no-one home
i grieve for you
you leave me
'so hard to move on
still loving what's gone
they say life carries on
carries on and on and on and on
the news that truly shocks is the empty empty page
while the final rattle rocks its empty empty cage
and i can't handle this
i grieve for you
you leave me
let it out and move on
still missing what's gone
they say life carries on
they say life carries on and on and on
life carries on
in the people i meet
in everyone that's out on the street
in all the dogs and cats
in the flies and rats
in the rot and the rust
in the ashes and the dust
life carries on and on and on and on
life carries on and on and on
it's just the car that we ride in
a home we reside in
the face that we hide in
the way we are tied in
and life carries on and on and on and on
life carries on and on and on
did I dream this belief?
or did i believe this dream?
now i can find relief
i grieve
_________________
Did I dream this belief, or did I believe this dream?
Peter Gabriel
If only closed minds came with closed mouths. Lau: "But where would they put their feet?" Postpaleo: "Up their ass."
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