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Random Lyrics Thursday

Ain't No Fun (Waiting Round To Be A Millionaire) by AC/DC

The following is a true story
Only the names have been changed
To protect the guilty -
Well I left my job in my home town
And I headed for the smoke
Got a rock 'n' roll band and a fast right hand
Gonna get to the top
Nothing's gonna stop us, no nothing
So if you've got the money, we've got the sound
You put it up and we'll put it down
If you got the dollar, we got the song
Just wanna boogie woogie all night long
Yeh boogie
I got holes in my shoes
I got holes in my teeth
I got holes in my socks
I can't get no sleep
I'm trying to make a million
And I got patches on the patches
On my old blue jeans
Well they used to be blue
When they used to be new
When they used to be clean
But I've got a Momma whose a hummer
Whose keeping me alive
While I'm in the band doing drinking with the boys
She's working 9 to 5
[She] knows her place that woman
Just you wait -
One of these days see me driving round town
In my rock 'n' Rolls Royce with the sun roof down
My bottle of booze
No summer time blues
Shouting out, "Look at me"
In my rock 'n' roll voice
Ain't no fun waiting round to be a millionaire


By fnord12 | October 30, 2008, 12:03 PM | Music | Comments (0)| Link



Random Lyrics Thursday

More Than I Can by Jane Jensen

I back down.
I believe it's true.
I fall down in the shade of you.

I am secret.
You keep it inside.
You have to tell.
You have to try.

When I grow up you'll be alone.
You'll want too much.
Never sleep.
You'll want my face.
You'll want my name.
You'll want my eyes.

And that's just more than I can give.
That's just more than I can give.
I'm gonna save myself first...

I laugh when I remember when.
You fail with words and try again.
And bring the words into your hands.
Onto my skin and there it lands.

You want the light inside my body.
Makes you nervous. Makes you naughty.
You want truth inside the lie.
You want the hurt.

And that's just more than I can give.
That's just more than I can give.
I'm gonna save myself first...

Burn the house down when you sleep.
Talk my way out of speculation.
Change my name.
Run away. Hold my breath.
I always stay.think about the things I do.

when I can kill the fear in you.
Suffocate you with the joke.
I can't stop laughing.
Suffocate you with the joke.
I can't stop laughing

And that's just more than I can give.
That's just more than I can give.
I'm gonna save myself first...

I don't have any more.
I don't want any more.
I don't want any more.

And that's just more than I can give.
That's just more than I can give. I
'm gonna save myself first.

I don't want any more...


By fnord12 | October 23, 2008, 8:59 AM | Music | Comments (0)| Link



You tore a big hole in your convertible top. What will you tell your mom and pop?

"Mom, I tore a big hole in the convertible."


By fnord12 | October 20, 2008, 2:23 PM | Music | Comments (3)| Link



Happy Judas Priest Day!!!

I mean, it must be Judas Priest day, right? Why else would my ipod have played 4 Judas Priest songs, plus a cover by the Donnas, by 10am?


By fnord12 | October 20, 2008, 10:01 AM | Music | Comments (0)| Link



Random Lyrics Thursday

Trouble Every Day by Frank Zappa & the Mothers of Invention

Well I'm about to get sick
From watchin' my TV
Been checkin' out the news
Until my eyeballs fail to see
I mean to say that every day
Is just another rotten mess
And when it's gonna change, my friend
Is anybody's guess

So I'm watchin' and I'm waitin'
Hopin' for the best
Even think I'll go to prayin'
Every time I hear 'em sayin'
That there's no way to delay
That trouble comin' every day
No way to delay
That trouble comin' every day

Wednesday I watched the riot
Seen the cops out on the street
Watched 'em throwin' rocks and stuff
And chokin' in the heat
Listened to reports
About the whisky passin' 'round
Seen the smoke and fire
And the market burnin' down
Watched while everybody
On his street would take a turn
To stomp and smash and bash and crash
And slash and bust and burn

And I'm watchin' and I'm waitin'
Hopin' for the best
Even think I'll go to prayin'
Every time I hear 'em sayin'
That there's no way to delay
That trouble comin' every day
No way to delay
That trouble comin' every day

Well, you can cool it,
You can heat it
'Cause, baby, I don't need it
Take your TV tube and eat it
'N all that phony stuff on sports
'N all the unconfirmed reports
You know I watched that rotten box
Until my head begin to hurt
From checkin' out the way
The newsman say they get the dirt
Before the guys on channel so-and-so

And further they assert
That any show they'll interrupt
To bring you news if it comes up
They say that if the place blows up
They will be the first to tell,
Because the boys they got downtown
Are workin' hard and doin' swell,
And if anybody gets the news
Before it hits the street,
They say that no one blabs it faster
Their coverage can't be beat

And if another woman driver
Gets machine-gunned from her seat
They'll send some joker with a brownie
And you'll see it all complete

So I'm watchin' and I'm waitin'
Hopin' for the best
Even think I'll go to prayin'
Every time I hear 'em sayin'
That there's no way to delay
That trouble comin' every day
No way to delay
That trouble comin' every day

Hey, you know something people?
I'm not black
But there's a whole lots a times
I wish I could say I'm not white

Well, I seen the fires burnin'
And the local people turnin'
On the merchants and the shops
Who used to sell their brooms and mops
And every other household item
Watched the mob just turn and bite 'em
And they say it served 'em right
Because a few of them are white,
And it's the same across the nation
Black and white discrimination
Yellin' "You can't understand me!"
'N all that other jazz they hand me
In the papers and TV and
All that mass stupidity
That seems to grow more every day
Each time you hear some nitwit say
He wants to go and do you in
Because the color of your skin
Just don't appeal to him
(No matter if it's black or white)
Because he's out for blood tonight

You know we got to sit around at home
And watch this thing begin
But I bet there won't be many live
To see it really end
'Cause the fire in the street
Ain't like the fire in the heart
And in the eyes of all these people
Don't you know that this could start
On any street in any town
In any state if any clown
Decides that now's the time to fight
For some ideal he thinks is right
And if a million more agree
There ain't no Great Society
As it applies to you and me
Our country isn't free
And the law refuses to see
If all that you can ever be
Is just a lousy janitor
Unless your uncle owns a store
You know that five in every four
Just won't amount to nothin' more
Gonna watch the rats go across the floor
And make up songs about being poor

Blow your harmonica, son!


By fnord12 | October 16, 2008, 8:55 AM | Music | Comments (0)| Link



Random Lyrics Thursday

Stump - by John Lydon

You can never, ever make a difference
You will always, always be on the defense
Pride in race? That don't make no sense

And you couldn't put sense in a sentence

(Happ- happy days!)

You would condemn in me the things you love the most
Could you ever, ever see a thing right through?

(Happ- happy days!)

Or take, maybe, an individual point of view
And just what did you ever have to say?

When I look at you, I see sweet F.A.
(Oh happy days! They're here again!)

You will condemn in me the things you love the most
You will condemn - and boast -
The things you want the most

You could never find an answer inside a book
And this could only be true because you would never look
You can stand on your head and spout rhetoric
But the only problem you have is forensic

(Happ- happy days!)

You ignorant twat
You are to proud, you are too loud
And none of it originates from you

You will condemn - and boast -
You will condemn - and boast -
The things in me you love the most

(Happ- happy days!)
(Don't you love me? Don't you want me?)
(The things you love the most)


By fnord12 | October 9, 2008, 8:52 AM | Music | Comments (0)| Link



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