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#257 (permalink) |
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Where is the Love???
Join Date: Sep 2005
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Re: Favorite Song Lyrics
SpiderBait - Black Betty
Whoa, black betty (bam-ba-lam) Whoa, black betty (bam-ba-lam) Black betty had a child (bam-ba-lam) The damn thing gone wild (bam-ba-lam) She said, "i'm worryin' outta mind" (bam-ba-lam) The damn thing gone blind (bam-ba-lam) I said oh, black betty (bam-ba-lam) Whoa, black betty (bam-ba-lam) Oh, black betty (bam-ba-lam) Whoa, black betty (bam-ba-lam) She really gets me high (bam-ba-lam) You know that's no lie (bam-ba-lam) She's so rock steady (bam-ba-lam) And she's always ready (bam-ba-lam) Whoa, black betty (bam-ba-lam) Whoa, black betty (bam-ba-lam) Whoa, black betty (bam-ba-lam) Whoa, black betty (bam-ba-lam) She's from birmingham (bam-ba-lam) Way down in alabam' (bam-ba-lam) Well, she's shakin' that thing (bam-ba-lam) Boy, she makes me sing (bam-ba-lam) Whoa, black betty (bam-ba-lam) Whoa, black betty bam-ba-lam |
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#258 (permalink) |
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Where is the Love???
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Re: Favorite Song Lyrics
Guns N Roses - Knocking on Heavens door..
Mama take this badge from me I can't use it anymore It's getting dark too dark to see Feels like I'm knockin' on heaven's door Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door Mama put my guns in the ground I can't shoot them anymore That cold black cloud is comin' down Feels like I'm knockin' on heaven's door Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door |
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that's my Boss in the pic
Join Date: Jun 2007
Location: England
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Re: Favorite Song Lyrics
Bob Marley - I Need a Hammer
They just keep holdin' me, A-won't let go; Holdin' me; Won't let go! I need a hammer - a hammer - a hammer - a hammer To hammer them down! I need a rammer - a rammer - a rammer - a rammer To ram them down! They just keep teasin' me And, you know, they play like they don't know. Provokin me, But this is all I know: I need a rammer - a rammer - a rammer - a rammer To ram them down! I need a hammer - a hammer - a hammer - a hammer To hammer them down! Wee-ooh-ooh; Ooh-ooh-ooh; Ooh-ooh-ooh; Ooh-ooh-ooh. Oh, I need a rammer - a rammer - a rammer - a rammer To ram-a them-a down! Oh, I need a hammer - a hammer - a hammer - a hammer To hammer them down! Said, I need a rammer - a rammer - a rammer - a rammer To ram-a them down! I need a hammer - a hammer - a hammer - a hammer To hammer them down! Holdin' me (ooh-ooh-ooh); Won't let go (ooh-ooh-ooh). Holdin' me (ooh-ooh-ooh); Won't let go (ooh-ooh-ooh). I need a rammer - a rammer - a rammer - a rammer To ram-a them down! I need a hammer - a hammer - a hammer - a hammer To hammer them down! (I need a rammer) I need a hammer - a hammer - a hammer - a hammer To hammer them down! I need a rammer - a rammer - a rammer - a rammer To ram them down! I need a hammer - a hammer - a hammer - a hammer To hammer them down! I need a rammer - a rammer - a rammer - a rammer To ram them down! |
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Junior Moderator, Intro
Join Date: Sep 2003
Location: Milwaukee, Wisconsin
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Re: Favorite Song Lyrics
Um, 17th, Black Betty is originally by Lead Belly (I believe) and Knocking On Heaven's Door is by Bob Dylan (from his Pat Garrett & Billy the Kid album.) Sorry about this.
![]() Tidbit of trivia: The late Warren Zevon recorded a version of Knocking On Heaven's Door for his last album (he succumbed to cancer not long after the album was finished.) Phyllis Sidhe_Uaine |
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Super Moderator
Join Date: Sep 2004
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Re: Favorite Song Lyrics
P-Funk(Wants to get funked up) by Parliament
Good evening. Do not attempt to adjust your radio, there is nothing wrong. We have taken control as to bring you this special show. We will return it to you as soon as you are grooving. Welcome to station WEFUNK, better known as We-Funk, Or deeper still, the Mothership Connection. Home of the extraterrestrial brothers, Dealers of funky music. P.Funk, uncut funk, The Bomb. Coming to you directly from the Mothership Top of the Chocolate Milky Way, 500,000 kilowatts of P.Funk-power. So kick back, dig, while we do it to you in your eardrums. And me? I'm known as Lollipop Man, alias the Long-Haired Sucker. My motto is: Make my funk the P.Funk I want my funk uncut (make mine the P) Make my funk the P.Funk I wants to get funked up. (wants to get funked up) I want the bomb, I want the P.Funk (yeah) I want my funk uncut. (make mine the P) Make my funk the P.Funk I wants to get funked up. WEFUNK, y'all. Now this is what I want you all to do: If you got faults, defects or shortcomings, You know, like arthritis, rheumatism or migraines, Whatever part of your body it is, I want you to lay it on your radio, let the vibes flow through. Funk not only moves, it can re-move, dig? The desired effect is what you get When you improve your Interplanetary Funksmanship. Sir Lollipop Man! Chocolate coated, freaky and and habit forming. Doin' it to you in 3-D, So groovy that I dig me. Once upon a time called Now! Somebody say, "Is there funk after death?" I say, "Is Seven Up?" Yeah, P.Funk! Make my funk the P.Funk (uncut funk!) I want my funk uncut (P.Funk!) Make my funk the P.Funk (uncut) I wants to get funked up. I want the bomb, I want the P.Funk I want my funk uncut. (make mine the P) Make my funk the P.Funk I wants to get funked up. Make my funk the P.Funk (make mine) I want my funk uncut (the P) Make my funk the P.Funk (hah!) I wants to get funked up. (WEFUNK, y'all) I want the bomb, (home of the bomb) I want the P.Funk I want my funk stepped on (Don't step on my funk) Make my funk the P.Funk Before I take it home Yeah, I dig! Let me put my sunglasses on. That's the law around here, you got to wear your sunglasses. So you can feel cool. Gangster lean. Y'all should dig my sun-rooftop. Well, allright. Hey I was diggin' on y'alls funk for awhile. Sounds like it got a three on it though, to me. Then I was down south and I heard some funk with some main ingredients Like Doobie Brothers, Blue Magic, David Bowie. It was cool, But can you imagine Doobiein' your funk? Ho! WEFUNK, we funk. Make my funk the P.Funk (ho!) I want my funk uncut (oh, make mine) Make my funk the P.Funk (yeah) I wants to get funked up. I want the bomb, I want the P.Funk (P.Funk, y'all) Don't want my funk stepped on Make my funk the P.Funk (Home of the extraterrestrial brothers) Before I take it home. Gettin' deep. Once upon a time called Right Now Ain't it funky now Far 'round Hey, doin' it to ya in the earhole Make my funk the P.Funk I want my funk uncut (make mine the P) Make my funk the P.Funk I wants to get funked up. (I want the bomb) I want the bomb, I want the P.Funk Don't want my funk stepped on Make my funk the P.Funk Before I take it home Yeah We're not leavin' y'all, I want you all to stay tuned for Starchild Make my funk the P.Funk I want my funk uncut Make my funk the P.Funk I wants to get funked up. I want the bomb, I want the P.Funk Don't want my funk stepped on (oh, make mine) Make my funk the P.Funk (I wants to get funked up) Before I take it home Don't stop, get down Talk! Blow your horn Peee-youuu! Wants to get funked up Well, allright! Make my funk the P.Funk I want my funk uncut Make my funk the P.Funk I wants to get funked up. I want the bomb, (P.Funk) I want the P.Funk I want my funk uncut. Make my funk the P.Funk I wants to get funked up. Make my funk the P.Funk I want my funk uncut Make my funk the P.Funk I wants to get funked up. I want the bomb, I want the P.Funk I want my funk uncut. Make my funk the P.Funk Before I take it home Welcome to station WEFUNK, better known as We-Funk, Or deeper still, the Mothership Connection. Home of the extraterrestrial brothers, Dealers of funky music. P.Funk, uncut funk, The Bomb. Lollipop Man here, alias the Long-Haired Sucker. Chocolate coated, freaky and habit-forming Coming to you in 3-D So groovy that I dig me Yeah! Yeah! P.Funk! |
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Where is the Love???
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Re: Favorite Song Lyrics
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at peace
Join Date: Apr 2005
Location: Texas
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Re: Favorite Song Lyrics
Hi, Peace
![]() I have always liked the following lyrics a great deal. I'm a gardener, and a bit of a flower child type person. However, I have never been quite sure what dear Steven, Cat, or Yusef (as I think he prefers now) had in mind when he wrote them. Is it religious? Is it drug related? I have heard both suggested. I feel kind of silly asking--I'm such an admirer of his music. But I have looked around some, and never found too much commentary on the song. As a matter of fact, there's not much out there about the artist, either--there's lots of sites and discussion, but the same things over and over. I know he is a controversial figure, but I only know a little regarding the reason for this. As this is the lyrics thread, I'll stop talking and post lyrics. And in order not to disrupt the thread any further, I'd ask that responses to my questions be sent in the form of a private message. Thanks! Into White Cat Stevens I built my house from barley rice Green pepper walls and water ice Tables of paper wood Windows of light And everything emptying into white A simple garden, with acres of sky A brown-haired dogmouse If one should drop by Yellow delanie would sleep well at night And everything emptying into white And everything emptying into white A blue eyed drummer rehearses outside A black spider dancing on top of his eye Red legged chicken stands ready to strike And everything emptying into white |
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dweller on the threshold
Join Date: Nov 2004
Location: Backwater--the edges of time...
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Re: Favorite Song Lyrics
I've really been enjoying this one recently:
Book Of Daniel Lyrics: Robert Hunter Music: David Freiberg Calling down the gods of gold, silver, stone and woodRobert Hunter Recordings Date Album 1980 Jack O'Roses |
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Where is the Love???
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Re: Favorite Song Lyrics
Disturbed - Land of Confusion.
I must've dreamed a thousand dreams, Been haunted by a million screams. But I can hear the marching of feet, Moving into the street.......... Now did you read the news today? They say the danger's gone away.... But I can see the fires still alight, Burning into the night.. There's too many men, too many people.... Making too many problems.... And there's not much love to go around, Can't you see this is a land of confusion? Ah Ah Ah Ah This is the world we live in, (ohh ohh oh) And these are the hands we're given, (ohh oh) Use them and let's start trying, (ohh ohh oh) To make it a place worth living in. Oh, superman, where are you now? When everything's gone wrong somehow The men of steel, these men of power Are losing control by the hour And this is the time, this is the place So we look for the future But there's not much love to go around Tell me why this is a land of confusion Ah Ah Ah Ah This is the world we live in (ohh ohh oh) And these are the hands we're given (Ohh oh) Use them and let's start trying (ohh ohh oh) To make it a place worth living in I remember long ago When the sun was shining And all the stars were bright All through the night In the wake of this madness As I held you tight So long ago I won't be coming home tonight, (sha sha) My generation will put it right, (sha sha) We're not just making promises, (sha sha) That we know we'll never keep........... There's too many men, too many people Making too many problems And there's not much love to go around Can't you see this is a land of confusion? Ah Ah Ah Ah Now, this is the world we live in (ohh ohh oh) And these are the hands we're given (ohh oh) Use them and let's start trying (ohh ohh oh) To make it a place worth fighting for This is the world we live in (ohh ohh oh) And these are the names we're given (ohh oh) Stand up and let's start showing (ohh ohh oh) Just where our lives are going to Ah Ah Ah Ah |
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Join Date: Sep 2003
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Re: Favorite Song Lyrics
my own personal favourites:
"sex fuhrer baby i'm a love dictator" and "well i'm christ in shades i'm a napalm god your lipstick flickers round my lightning rod" both from "prime mover" by zodiac mindwarp and the love reaction. always gives me a snigger. then there's almost the entire lyrics to frank zappa's "joe's garage", particularly "stick it out", "a token of my extreme", "catholic girls" and "why does it hurt when i pee?" and i cannot leave out his other masterworks "titties and beer" and "jewish princess". hur hur hur. i'm not even going to post them up because i seriously think i'd get in trouble. b'shalom bananabrain |
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