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whats your favorite lyricsin a song? please no inappropriate stuff my two favorite lyrics would be this(the cursing has been removed)

When I was,
A young boy,
My father, took me into the city
To see a marching band
He said, "Son when you grow up, will you be the saviour of the broken, the beaten and the d****?"
He said, "Will you defeat them, your demons, and all the non-believers, the plans that they have made? Because one day, I'll leave you, a phantom, to lead you in the summer, to join the black parade."

When I was,
A young boy
My father, took me into the city
To see a marching band
He said, "Son when you grow up, will you be the saviour of the broken, the beaten and the d****?"

Sometimes I get the feeling, she's watching over me
And other times I feel like I should go
And through it all, the rise and fall
The bodies in the street
And when you're gone we want you all to know

We'll carry on, We'll carry on
And though you're dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
Until my heart I can't contain it
The anthem won't explain it

A world that sends you reeling from decimated dreams
You're misery and hate will kill us all
So paint it black and take it back
Lets shout it loud and clear
Defiant to the end we hear the call
To carry on

We'll carry on,
And though your dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
And though your broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches on
And on we carry through the fears
Oh oh oh

The disappointed faces of your peers
Oh oh oh
Take a look at me 'cause I could not care at all
Do or die
You’ll never make me
Because the world will never take my (heart)
Go and try; you’ll never break me
We want it all, we want to play this (part)
I won’t explain, or say I’m sorry
I’m unashamed, I’m gonna show my (scar)
Give a cheer, for all the broken
Listen here, because it’s who we are
I'm just a man; I'm not a hero
Just a boy, whose meant to sing this (song)
I'm just a man; I'm not a hero
I
Don't
Care

We'll carry on
We'll carry on
And though you're dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
And though your broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches on
Do or die
You’ll never make me
Because the world will never take my (heart)
Go and try; you’ll never break me
We want it all, we want to play this (part)
I won’t explain, or say I’m sorry
I’m unashamed, I’m gonna show my (scar)
Give a cheer, for all the broken
Listen here, because it’s who we are
I'm just a man; I'm not a hero
Just a boy, who had to sing this (song)
I'm just a man; I'm not a hero)
We'll carry on
We'll carry on
We'll carry on
We'll carry on
We'll carry on

and

Hey Miss Murder can I,
Hey Miss Murder can I,
Make beauty stay if I
Take my life?
Whoa oh oh

With just a look they shook,
And heavens bowed before him,
Simply a look can break your heart.

The stars that pierced the sky,
He left them all behind,
We’re left to wonder why,
He left us all
Behind.

Hey Miss Murder can I,
Hey Miss Murder can I,
Make beauty stay if I
Take my life?
Whoa oh oh
(Ohh)

Dreams of his crash won’t pass,
Oh how they all adored him,
Beauty will last when spiraled down.

The stars that mystifed,
He left them all behind.
And how his children cried,
He left us all
Behind.

Hey Miss Murder can I,
Hey Miss Murder can I,
Make beauty stay if I
Take my life?
Whoa oh oh

What's the hook, the twist,
Within this verbose mystery?
I would gladly bet my life upon it.
(Upon it).
That the ghost you love, your ray of light,
Will fizzle out,
Without hope.

(Davey makes sound with throat)

We're the empty set just floating through,
wraped in skin.
Ever searching for what we were promised.
Reaching for the golden ring we'd never let go,
Who would ever let us put our filthy hands upon it?


Hey Miss Murder can I,
Hey Miss Murder can I,
Make beauty stay if I
Take my life?
Whoa oh oh

Hey Miss Murder can I,
Hey Miss Murder can I,
Make beauty stay if I
Take my life?
Whoa oh oh

what garbage pukes* so much cussing!

I saw her today at a reception
A glass of wine in her hand
I knew she would meet her connection
At her feet was her footloose man

No, you can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
And if you try sometime you find
You get what you need

I saw her today at the reception
A glass of wine in her hand
I knew she was gonna meet her connection
At her feet was her footloose man

You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
But if you try sometimes you might find
You get what you need

Oh yeah, hey hey hey, oh...

And I went down to the demonstration
To get my fair share of abuse
Singing, "We're gonna vent our frustration
If we don't we're gonna blow a 50-amp fuse"
Sing it to me now...

You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
But if you try sometimes well you just might find
You get what you need
Oh baby, yeah, yeah!

I went down to the Chelsea drugstore
To get your prescription filled
I was standing in line with Mr. Jimmy
And man, did he look pretty ill
We decided that we would have a soda
My favorite flavor, cherry red
I sung my song to Mr. Jimmy
Yeah, and he said one word to me, and that was "dead"
I said to him

You can't always get what you want, no!
You can't always get what you want (tell ya baby)
You can't always get what you want (no)
But if you try sometimes you just might find
You get what you need
Oh yes! Woo!

You get what you need--yeah, oh baby!
Oh yeah!

I saw her today at the reception
In her glass was a bleeding man
She was practiced at the art of deception
Well I could tell by her blood-stained hands

You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
But if you try sometimes you just might find
You just might find
You get what you need

You can't always get what you want (no, no baby)
You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
But if you try sometimes you just might find
You just might find
You get what you need, ah yes...

Yes, this is all one song, its 23 minutes long. One of the best songs of all time I think:

I. The Crimson Sunrise
(Instrumental)

II. Innocence
I remember a time
My frail, virgin mind
watched the crimson sunrise
Imagined what it might find
Life was filled with wonder
I felt the warm wind blow
I must explore the boundaries
Transcend the depth of winter's snow
Innocence caressing me
I never felt so young before
There was so much life in me
Still I longed to search for more
But those days are gone now
Changed like a leaf on a tree
Blown away forever
into the cool autumn breeze
The snow has now fallen
and my sun's not so bright
I struggle to hold on
with the last of my might
In my den of inequity
viciousness and subtlety
struggle to ease the pain
struggle to find the sane
Ignorance surrounding me
I've never been so filled with fear
All my life's been drained from me
The end is drawing near....

III. Carpe Diem
'Carpe diem, seize the day'
I'll always remember
The chill of November
The news of the fall
The sounds in the hall
The clock on the wall ticking away
'Seize the Day'
I heard him say
Life will not always be this way
Look around
Hear the sounds
Cherish your life while you're still around

"Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
Old Time is still a-flying;
And this same flower that smiles today,
Tomorrow will be dying."

We can learn from the past
But those days are gone
We can hope for the future
But there may not be one
The words stuck in my mind
alive from what I've learned
I have to seize the day
To home I returned
Preparing for her flight
I held with all my might
Fearing my deepest fright
She walked into the night
She turned for one last look
She looked me in the eye
I said, 'I Love You...Good-bye'

"It's the most awful thing you'll
ever hear."
"If you're lying to me..."
"Oh, you dearly love her."
"...just have to leave... all our lives."
"Seize the day!"
"Something happened.
"Gather ye rosebuds while ye may."
"She was killed."

IV. The Darkest of Winters
(Instrumental)

V. Another World
So far or so it seems
All is lost with nothing fulfilled
Off the pages and a T.V. screen
Another world where nothing's true
Tripping through the life fantastic
Lose a step and never get up
Left alone with a cold blank stare
I feel like giving up
I was blinded by a paradise
Utopia high in the sky
A dream that only drowned me
Deep in sorrow, wondering why
Oh come let us adore him
Abuse and then ignore him
No matter what, don't let him be
Let's feed upon his misery
Then string him up for all the world to see
I'm sick of all you hypocrites
holding me at bay
And I don't need your sympathy
to get me through the day
Seasons change and so can I
Hold on boy, No time to cry
Untie these strings, I'm climbing down
I won't let them push me away
Oh come let us adore him
Abuse and then ignore him
No matter what, don't let him be
Let's feed upon his misery
Now it's time for them to deal with me

VI. The Inevitable Summer
(Instrumental)

VII. The Crimson Sunset
I'm much wiser now
A lifetime of memories
run through my head
They taught me how
for better or worse, alive or dead
I realize there's no turning back
Life goes on the offbeaten track
I sit down with my son
Set to see the Crimson Sunset
(Gather ye rosebuds while ye may)
Many years have come and gone
I've lived my life, but now must move on
(Gather ye rosebuds while ye may)
He is my only one
Now that my time has come
Now that my life is done
We look into the sun
'Seize the day and don't you cry,
Now it's time to say good-bye
Even though I'll be gone,
I will live on, live on.'

I got a sixty-nine Chevy with a 396
Fuelie heads and a hurst on the floor.
She's waiting tonight down in the parking lot
Outside the seven-eleven store.
Me and my partner Sonny built her straight out of scratch,
And he rides with me from town to town.
We only run for the money--got no strings attached--
We shut `em up and then we shut `em down

Tonight, tonight, the strips just right--
I wanna blow `em off in my first heat.
Summer's here and the time is right
We're going racing in the street

We take all the action we can meet,
And we cover all the northeast state;
When the strip shuts down we run `em in the street
From the fire roads to the interstate.
Some guys they just give up living
And start dying little by little piece by piece.
Some guys come home from work and wash up
Then go racing in the street.

Tonight, tonight, the strip's just right
I wanna blow `em all out of their seats.
Calling out around the world--
We're going racing in the street.

I met her on the strip three years ago
In a Camaro with this dude from LA.
I blew that Camaro off my back and drove that little girl away.
But now there's wrinkles around my baby's eyes,
And she cries herself to sleep at night.
When I come home the house is dark...
She sighs, "Baby, did you make it all right?"

She sits on the porch of her daddy's house,
But all her pretty dreams are torn;
She stares off alone into the night
With the eyes of one who waits for just being born.

For all the shut-down strangers and hot rod angels--
Rumbling through this promised land--
Tonight my baby and me we're gonna ride to the sea
And wash these sins off our hands

Tonight, tonight, the highway's bright.
Out of our way, mister, you best keep.
`Cause summer's here and the time is right
We're going racing in the street.



For those who need to hear the song, try http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NltljcANCFs#hq

And another:
'Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood
When blackness was a virtue and the road was full of mud
I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

And if I pass this way again, you can rest assured
I'll always do my best for her, on that I give my word
In a world of steel-eyed death, and men who are fighting to be warm.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Not a word was spoke between us, there was little risk involved
Everything up to that point had been left unresolved.
Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail,
Poisoned in the bushes an' blown out on the trail,
Hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Suddenly I turned around and she was standin' there
With silver bracelets on her wrists and flowers in her hair.
She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Now there's a wall between us, somethin' there's been lost
I took too much for granted, got my signals crossed.
Just to think that it all began on a long-forgotten morn.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Well, the deputy walks on hard nails and the preacher rides a mount
But nothing really matters much, it's doom alone that counts
And the one-eyed undertaker, he blows a futile horn.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

I've heard newborn babies wailin' like a mournin' dove
And old men with broken teeth stranded without love.
Do I understand your question, man, is it hopeless and forlorn?
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

In a little hilltop village, they gambled for my clothes
I bargained for salvation an' they gave me a lethal dose.
I offered up my innocence and got repaid with scorn.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Well, I'm livin' in a foreign country but I'm bound to cross the line
Beauty walks a razor's edge, someday I'll make it mine.
If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."



T-Bone Burnett on guitar. 

Uhm...wow I agree with musicain on something. Cotton eye joe is a great song, very catchy. Not my lyrical fave, I have way toooo many but I'll post one.

Flash Gordon soundtrack,
I was in second grade.
My first real record, yeah,
worn down it played and played.
Young and blind,
my double mind.

When the world was black and white,
watch me turn my back tonight,
on Freddie Mercury,
Mr. Fahrenheit.

I was in eighth grade,
I said he was a queer,
I thought he had it coming,
he died of Aids that year.
My liberty,
like Christ's death meant nothing to me.

When my veins choked thick with spite,
blind man's bluff burns in hindsight,
for Freddie Mercury,
Mr. Fahrenheit.

Predisposed to bigotry,
the regular run-of-the-mill American story.
The stench of greasepaint on our faces,
pass the mask to our next of kin,
instead of wiser idioms,
like "love the sinner, hate the sin".

Fahrenheit - Five iron frenzy

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fRpm4CYa_VY#hq

Five Iron-a-thon

Marty: Five iron frenzy

Ignore the video, just listen to the music.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PWX4D1kBb10&feature=related#hq

Marty was a punk rocker
he went to all the shows
Patches on swiss army pants
and two rings in his nose
He had an old nash rambler
no insurance not much gas
and a dancing hula girl that bobbled on his dash
Feeling kind of stupid
One day he broke down
he drove his ugly car to the edge of town
he sunk it in the quarry
just because he could
and cause the rear defroster never worked too good

Marty where you going
whatcha going to?
whats the point in not conforming
if it changes you?
When this woorld runs out of answers
would you even know
Does the truth have any bearing on which way you go?

He took the bus to Santa Cruz
he hitchkhiked to LA
a preacherman picked him up
and drove him half the way
he said theres two kinds of people that ive met
those who ask the questions
and those who dont ask questions yet
then he turned asking marty
which one that he thought he was
Marty shrugged and shook his head
forgetting what the question was
you'd do almost almost anything someone told you not to do
just because someone else told you it was cool
remember long ago when someone said get a life
did you ever think they might be right

Marty was a rebel never had a cause
it may be stupid and cliche
but thats because he was
he spent his whole life straying from the norm
he was neither hot or cold
just boring and lukewarm
it didnt seem to bother him
he didnt seem to mind
his cathartic life
just buried somewhere in the timeline


Ob wanna do distant shores next?

Ob wanna do distant shores next?

"On Distant Shores" is definitely a FIF favorite of mine: the inclusion of the powerful Every New Day chorus at the end just makes it amazing. Other great ones include Dandelions and World Without End.

Outside of FIF, I've recently discovered Death Cab for Cutie's "I Will Follow You Into the Dark" and "Someday You Will Be Loved," which I've been enjoying immensely. But lyrically, only one song is truly perfect. It is music! It is art!

"Oh Mickey, you so fine, you so fine you blow my mind, hey Mickey! *clap clap, clap* Hey Mickey!"

Your only Son--no sin to hide--
But You have sent Him from Your side
To walk upon this guilty sod
And to become the Lamb of God

Your gift of Love they crucified
They laughed and scorned him as he died
The humble King they named a fraud
And sacrificed the Lamb of God

Oh Lamb of God, Sweet lamb of God
I love the Holy Lamb of God
Oh wash me in His precious Blood
My Jesus Christ the Lamb of God

I was so lost I should have died
But You have brought me to Your side
To be led by Your staff and rod
And to be call a lamb of God

Oh Lamb of God, Sweet lamb of God
I love the Holy Lamb of God
Oh wash me in His precious Blood
My Jesus Christ the Lamb of God


I don't know why, but this hymn touches me each time I hear it.

amazing grace how sweet the sound that saved wrtich like me that's all i can remember.

look it up on the internet 

There are few songs I enjoy singing as much as In Christ Alone.