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Thursday, March 22nd, 2007
8:15 pm
[stargazercrys]
I love this song.






I've seen myself, with a dirty face
I've cut my luck, with a dirty ace
I leave the light on
I leave the light on
I went from zero, to minus ten
I drank your wine, then I stole your man
I leave the light on
I leave that light on

Daddy ain't that bad, he just plays rough
I ain't that scarred, when I'm covered up
I leave the light on
Yeah, I leave the light on
Little girl hiding underneath the bed
Was it something I did? Must be something I said
I leave the light on
I better leave the light on

[Chorus 1]
'Cause I wanna love
And I wanna live
Yeah, I don't know much about it
And I never did - no, no

17, and I'm all messed up inside
I cut myself, just to feel alive
And I leave the light on
And I leave the light on
21 on the run, on the run, on the run
From myself, from myself and everyone
I leave the light on
I better leave the light on

[Chorus 2]
'Cause I wanna love
And I wanna live
Yea, I don't know much about it
And I never did
I don't know what to do
Can the damage be undone?
I swore to God that I'd never be
What I've become

And lucky stars, and fairy tales
I'm gonna bathe myself, in a wishin' well
Pretty scars from cigarettes
I never will forget - I never will forget

I'm still afraid, to be alone
Wish that the moon would follow me home
I leave the light on
Yeah, I leave that light on

I ain't that bad, I'm just messed up
I ain't that sad, but I'm sad enough

[Chorus 2]
'Cause I wanna love
I wanna live
No, I don't know much about it
And I never did
I don't know what to do
Can the damage be undone?
I swore to God that I'd never be
What I've become

I leave that light…
I leave that light…
I leave that light on

God bless the child, with the dirty face
Who cuts her luck, with a dirty ace
She leaves the light on
I leave that light on
Wednesday, November 15th, 2006
11:46 am
[stargazercrys]
nobody has posted here in a while.
Take me Anywhere by Tegan & Sara

bright just like the stars above me
proud just like my mother planned it
short on all the things I don't want
I'm full of love and longing
take me by the hand and tell me
you would take me anywhere
still, cause I don't want to move a thing
and that you fit right into me
and all the things I don't want they're full
of love and longing
take me by the hand and tell me
you would take me anywhere
and it goes, its like a come on come on to me
and it goes it's like a come on come on to me
you, you say you don't see any part of me
to love in all this mess and I know
you take the good and all the bad that comes with me
Tuesday, June 6th, 2006
9:46 pm
[stargazercrys]
I just dont think I'll ever get over you by Colin Hay
I drink good coffee every morning
Comes from a place that's far away
And when I'm done I feel like talking
Without you here there is less to say
I don't want you thinking I'm unhappy
What is closer to the truth
That if I lived till I was 102
I just don't think I'll ever get over you
I'm no longer moved to drink strong whisky
'Cause I shook the hand of time and I knew
That if I lived till I could no longer climb my stairs
I just don't think I'll ever get over you
Your face it dances and it haunts me
Your laughter's still ringing in my ears
I still find pieces of your presence here
Even after all these years
But I don't want you thinking I don't get asked to dinner
'Cause I'm here to say that I sometimes do
Even though I may soon feel the touch of love
I just don't think I'll ever get over you
If I lived till I was 102
I just don't think I'll ever get over you
Wednesday, May 24th, 2006
9:15 pm
[i_heart_glitter]
20th Century Boy
This song was originally sang by T-Rex then covered my Placebo in Velvet Goldmine. And now I come to find out that Def Leppard has re-covered it for thier new album. Eitherway.. it's a reallly great song!

Friends say it's fine, friends say it's good
Everybody says it's just like Robin Hood
I move like a rat, talk like a cat, sting like a bee
Babe i'm gonna be your man
And it's plain to see you were meant for me, yeah
I'm your toy Your twentieth century boy

Friends says it's fine, friends says it's good
Everybody says it's just like Robin Hood

Fly like a plane, drive like a car, hold out your hand
Babe i'm gonna be your man
And it's plain to see you were meant for me, yeah
I'm your boy Your twentieth century toy

Twentieth century boy
I wanna be your toy
Twentieth century boy
I wanna be your toy
Twentieth century boy
I wanna be your toy
Twentieth century boy
I wanna be your toy

Friends say it's fine, friends say it's good
Everybody says it's just like Rock 'n' roll
I move like a cat, talk like a rat, sting like a bee
Babe i'm gonna be your man
And it's plain to see you were meant for me, yeah
I'm your toy Your twentieth century boy

Twentieth century boy
I wanna be your toy
Twentieth century boy
I wanna be your toy
Twentieth century boy
I wanna be your toy
Twentieth century boy
I wanna be your toy
Sunday, May 7th, 2006
6:39 pm
[writemethesea]
Rendezvous by Matt Caplan
I think God made me wise
I think he made me crazy
And that's why I connect the dots on every page
Who knows why I see what I see
In the sky

Now you're gone and I'm haunted by images
Your arms around my body like two human bandages
And they're healing my spirit
Are they sending me messages
You are not lost you are not wrong
You are not that which you most fear
Tell your demons to disperse,
They are not welcome here
And if I miss you, and if we falter
We will rendezvous
Under the water.

I think God made you wise
I think he made you crazy
And that's why you can only see underneath
Who knows why you see what you're seeing
In my eyes

Now you're gone and I've left you with memories
And they're fragile and fading
Like gray ghostly entities
And I swear if you listen they're sending you energies
You are not lost, you are not wrong
You are not that which you most fear
Tell your demons to disperse, they are not welcome here

And if I miss you and if we falter
We will rendezvous
Under the water

Gotta hold your breath
Gotta hold this hand
Gotta hold your thoughts on dry land

Maybe we're not that wise
Maybe we're not that crazy.
Tuesday, April 25th, 2006
2:50 pm
[fluffybunnyriot]
frat pig
did it in the name of male bonding,
did it in the name of fraternity,
say you just won a game of hocky..
frat pig
gets caught
gang rape
lets plaaayyy

you say she was a slut..
she wanted group sex..
she dated the quarterback..
she wore tight skirts..
she had big tits...

frat pig
cats caught
gang rape
lets plaaaaaaaaayyyy...

Current Mood: angry
2:39 pm
[fluffybunnyriot]
why do you think they did that?
the papers said the boy shot himself in the head yesterday with his fathers dear rifle

why do you think he did that dad?
oh, you don't know...

you always knew he was gay when he hated to play football
played violen and never dated girls
or played to win..

the papers said the girl walked infront of the diesel truck after leaving the psyche ward yesterday..
why do you think she did that, coach?
oh, you dont know...

she was always a little crazy teenage slut
she wanted you to touch her
no wonder she ended up... stipping on speed,
selling her ass, nickle a pound

bring on the fresh meat

the papers said the girl drank a gallon of anti freeze after leaving church on sunday

why do you think she did that father?
oh, you dont know..

but she did us all a favor when she confided in you
she might be gay..
and you speak in words of wisdom..
burn in hell sinner burn in hell

how'd you know she'd take it that way?

man, they're just the bad seeds anyway....

Current Mood: pissed off
Monday, April 10th, 2006
12:44 pm
[midnightwriter]
Jimmy Gilmer & The Fireballs - Sugar shack
There’s a crazy little shack beyond the tracks
And ev’rybody calls it the sugar shack
Well, it’s just a coffeehouse and it’s made out of wood
Expresso coffee tastes mighty good
That’s not the reason why I’ve got to get back
To that sugar shack, whoa baby
To that sugar shack.

There’s this cute little girlie, she’s a’workin’ there
A black leotard and her feet are bare
I’m gonna drink a lotta coffee, spend a little cash
Make that girl love me when I put on some trash
You can understand why I’ve got to get back
To that sugar shack, whoa baby
To that sugar shack, yeah honey
To that sugar shack, whoa yes
To that sugar shack.

Now that sugar shack queen is a’married to me, yeah yeah
We just sit around and dream of those old memories
Ah, but one of these days I’m gonna lay down tracks
In the direction of that sugar shack
Just me and her yes we’re gonna go back
To that sugar shack,, whoa uh oh
To that sugar shack, yeah honey
To our sugar shack

(Fade) yeh, yeh, yeh, our sugar shack
Friday, April 7th, 2006
1:38 pm
[writemethesea]
The prophet or the profiteer
I highly highly doubt any of you have heard this song, but it is amazing.

Gazing out my window
Trying to find a funny thing to say, even though I do this every day
Strike up a conversation
With the good and with the evil that I find
But that kind of shit can blow your mind
Hey you there in the mirror
Don't you know his anger comes rolling down like thunder?
Hey you there in the mirror
Don't you know the sadder is oftentimes the wiser?
And I should be boxing the devil but somehow I never seem to locate my gloves
And I'll bail whenever push comes to shove
Oh, and all the wrongs I don't right just to curb his hungry appetite
The question is clear
Will I be a prophet or a profiteer?


Current Mood: chipper
Thursday, April 6th, 2006
9:46 pm
[midnightwriter]
Buddy Holly
everyday it's getting closer
going faster than a roller coaster
a love like yours would surely come my way
everday seems a little faster
all my friends they say go on up and ask her
a love like yours would surely come my way
everyday it seems a little stronger
everyday it lasts a little longer
come what may do you ever long for
true love from me
everyday seems a little closer
going faster than a roller coaster
a love like yours would surely come my way
a love like yours would surely come my way
everyday
9:31 pm
[risky_penguin]
A Stessful Week
this is not a song lyric but a poem that I wrote...hope you like it. Oh it's about how much homework I get at school (it ruins my fun)

A Stressful Week

Bricks on my shoulder
Mud in my head
Then I started to make a bridge
I did a little here and a little there
Each day of the week
There was three days I worked harder
To make it look more complete
Some days it rained
Took longer to do
Some days I was not in the mood
People told me to move out of the way
Or ask for help on their bridge
I didn’t mind that
Since I asked for help too
What happen to just being a kid
To roll in the mud
And to throw the bricks
But now we have to build things
That I don’t know how to build
How far do I have to build this bridge
To reach the other side
Would it be able to hold up
A truck
A car
A flee
Could it even hold up me
I don’t know yet
But now
One part of the bridge is complete

Current Mood: indescribable
Tuesday, April 4th, 2006
2:09 pm
[i_heart_glitter]
Shine the headlight straight into my eyes
I <3 this song to pieces. Placebo makes me feel warm and fuzzy. AND AND AND their new CD just came out and it'll be at my house in a few days <3333

Teenage Angst - PlaceboCollapse )

Current Mood: cheerful
Monday, April 3rd, 2006
3:11 pm
[writemethesea]
newbie
Name: Sarah
Favorite Song: My favorite song changes literally every day. At the moment, it's Sideways by Matt Caplan
Favorite bands: U2, Something Corporate, Eisley, Matt Caplan, No Doubt, The Postal Service, Evanescence, John Mayer, and lots more.
Favorite type of music: Mostly in the rock/acoustic range, but my musical tastes vary a lot. I'm currently in a big broadway phase, so Wicked and RENT seem to have taken over my cd player =P
Who's your favorite music artist and why: U2, because their music and lyrics changed my life a few years back, and I mean that in the least cheesy way possible. I saw them in concert in November, and it was amazing. Plus, Bono is so politically and socially involved, and I admire that a lot.
Age: 16
tape or cd: cd
boombox or radio: boombox
cd or mp3 player: cd I guess
mp3 or ipod: ipod :)
rock or rap: rock, definitely.
oldies or classical: oldies, but I like both.
punk or metal: punk
black or white: both
most embarrassing CD: I was going to say backstreet boys, but then I realized that I'm not embarrassed by it. I'm proud of my 5th grade BSB obsession, and I like all my music.
A picture of you (if possible): come to your sensesCollapse )

peace


Current Mood: cheerful
Thursday, March 30th, 2006
12:12 am
[fluffybunnyriot]
[subtle sister]
©2001 Alix Olson.


So we’ve learned karate,
carry knives on our runs
wield words like weapons
prepare glares-like hidden guns,
we’ve deconstructed, demystified
tried retribution, remythologized,
we’ve been diagnosed with your diseases,
and still tried pleases, tried tears, tried Jesus.

You wanna see what it’s like down here
in this pool of someone else’s rules, well
jump in, take a swim or just sit in this pit
squishing bare toes in someone else’s bullshit,
we do it all the time.

Still we’ve tried being patient,
collected, calm, nice
trying praying, tried laying you
paying the price,
we’ve learned to scream
until our throats throbbed
what else do you do
while your cunt’s being robbed.

And they say “you’ve made progress, girls,
take a rest in-between”
but see while you’re resting,
someone else is progressing,
it’s what i’ve seen.
So i take back the whispers,
the cute mute act,
and the high pitched giggles, yeah
i take them back,
i won’t avoid your stare, evade your step,
nothing of that kind,
won’t help you help me victimize
the only space that’s mine.

See now I’d put my life on the line just to see them trip,
frown and say “funny love, i never saw you slip.”
i say, “my life on the line-”
you say “man, she’s jaded.”
i say, “maybe control’s overrated.”
like when we cackled, they called us witches,
now we don’t giggle they call us bitches
well I’m cacklin loud, taking it back, full of hiss,
cacklin loud, cackling proud now.

And they’re getting nervous with this kissing each other,
scratching their heads,
whats going on brother
and they yell feed your husband, stop feeding the fire!
and we just cackle,
we’re a fuckin witches choir.
and we sing “sharpen your knives, sharpen your daughters
steam up the mirrors, bake us some dreams,
cook up some riots, fry up some screams,
and when you’re sick of your skirts
slice open the seams
cause they want domestics,
theyll give us needle and thread
for patching their egos.
we’ll sow revolution instead.”

And i hear you saying
“subtle, sister,
less bite, more bark
you can make your point without leaving such a mark.
subtle, sister,
stop your seething,
i think we got it, i think we’re even:”

subtle like a penis pounding its target?
subtle like your hissing from across the street?

subtle like the binding on my sisters’ feet?
subtle like her belly raped with his semen,
draped in his fuck, funny,
doesn’t seem even.

See, sometimes anger’s subtle, stocked in metaphor
full of finesse and dressed in allure
yes, sometimes anger’s subtle, less rage than sad
leaking slow through spigots you didn’t know you had.
and sometimes it’s just

fuck you.
fuck you.
you see, and to me,

That’s poetry too.
Tuesday, March 28th, 2006
1:35 am
[risky_penguin]
I'm a newbie
Name:Marissa (but some people call me Rissy)
Favorite Song:It's my Life by Bon jovi
Favorite bands:fuel,crossfade,blink-182,finger eleven,american hi fi,smash mouth,good charlotte,u2,alanis morissette,guns n' roses,trapt,bon jovi,train,avril lavigne,bowling for soup and many more...
Favorite type of music:rock
Who's your favorite music artist and why: Raven, cause she has a different kind of music but not too different and she's a cool person
Age:16
tape or cd:both, but mostly cd
boombox or radio: boombox
cd or mp3 player: cd
mp3 or ipod: I have nether (I'm old school)
rock or rap: rock
oldies or classical: oldies
punk or metal: hummm hard to chose but I think punk
black or white: black (it looks better on me then white)
most embarrassing CD:I keep all my old cd's so I have a lot but the worse I have to say is beyond pink (you know the Barbie cd)
A picture of you (if possible): I got no pics of me but I can discribed myself...
I have brown hair that have gold highlights and a little layered. I'm about 5'6 and white skined. I got hazel eyes and a goofy face but cute(at lest that's what everyone else says). I'm too tired to discibed much more then that

Current Mood: tired
Monday, March 27th, 2006
6:34 pm
[i_heart_glitter]
This is my one promo per week ^_^

JOIN!!!
-Community that's just beginning!
-Themes, hunts, and superlatives already started!
Sunday, March 26th, 2006
1:05 am
[midnightwriter]
Bob Dylan
Come you masters of warRead more...Collapse )
Saturday, March 25th, 2006
2:09 am
[fluffybunnyriot]
Man I'm just tired and bored with myself
This song is excactly how I feel about myself and my life...

dancing in the darkCollapse )
1:48 am
[fluffybunnyriot]
[i believe]
A Declaration of Independence
©2001 Alix Olson.


i believe misogyny and patriarchy are closet homo lovers
and they screw over their sisters cause they’re scared to screw each other.
i believe harriet tubman should be on the dollar bill
we’ve had our fill of white boy faces
time to change places.
i believe hilary, not bill, should have worn the crown
they could have learned from jack and jill
which one would break it and fall down.
i believe there are too many lonely lesbians looking for a lover
and if some would lift their cool masks maybe they would find each other.
i believe people and products both need less packaging
cause bullshit is still bullshit when you pull off all the wrapping.
i believe people are see-through
if you hold em up to the light
i believe people are enlightening
if you plug em in right.
i believe our system is a love affair between the up and upper classes
cause it’s easy to get screwed when you’re just raping all the masses
i believe diet coke is liquid steel
i believe too many women
drink their meal.
i believe in survival of the fittest--
if you’re ranking members of a gym
but if you’re talking about the human club, you gotta let everybody in.
i believe you should learn more than one language
you should learn to talk in tongues and lips
i believe in nipples and skin and toes and hips.
i believe in noise from teeth and throats
and cunts
the noise of poetry, music, laughter, after screaming cunnilingus.
i believe women are sexy
without makeup or clothes
i believe women are sexy
when they’re reciting prose
i don’t believe in horoscopes,
fortune, fate, luck, or chance
i believe sometimes shit works out
just cause of circumstance.
so i believe if you call the wrong number
you should talk for a while
you might like em more than
who you meant to dial.
i believe small talk is for small people
who have nothing much to say
if you really think it’s so nice out,
shut up and go enjoy the fucking day
i believe wall street invented
the criminal mentality
the easter bunny laid
mandatory heterosexuality
i believe mutual masturbation makes a lot of sense
i don’t believe in a white picket fence
i believe in picking fights and picketing riot dykes
i believe in loving in groups,
i believe in loving alone.
i believe in hardship, in travelling
through hard shit
then i believe in coming home.
i believe some wives find their husbands boring
and they picture women naked
while those boys are snoring
i believe men need to revolutionize
themselves or they’ll see
all those wives kissing jill sobule and me.
i believe there are more buttons
and more clever bumper stickers every day
and less and less sticking
to what they have to say
more recycling of garbage,
more recycling of cash
it all ends up in the same bin --
with all the white corporate trash.
i believe there are too many babies
and too many weddings and too many headings
that started with Monica
i believe post-gay is presumptious
just plain gay functions.
i don’t believe in ex-gay
i believe trent lott should be b.b. gun-shot
ex-punged from this term before
the thousand years he’s got left
i believe barbie should be used in anatomy class
as a perfect bag of bones
then taken to biogenetics
as an argument against clones.
1:43 am
[fluffybunnyriot]
*^_^*
WOW I am very pleased at how this community is going so far! :D

Awesome everyone!! ♥


Don't forget to fill out and post the application in our user info page *^_^* I like to know who's posting ♥

Keep on promoting! Lets get this community some members!!!

Current Mood: happy
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