Eli! Walrus, indeed! But I've saved this thread before (and again) and I'll save it again. And with the same artist as well.

The Beatles - Come Together

Here comes ol' flat top
He come groovin' up slowly
He's got Joo Joo eyeball
He one holy roller
He got hair down to his knees
Got to be a joker he just do what he please
He wear no shoeshine
He's got toe jam football
He's got monkey finger
He shoot Coca-Cola
He say "I know you, you know me"
One thing I can tell you is you got to be free
Come together right now over me
He bag production
He's got walrus gum-boot
He's got Ono sideboard
He one spinal cracker
He got feet down through his knees
Hold you in his armchair
You can feel his disease
Come together right now over me
He roller coaster
He's got early warning
He's got muddy water
He one Mojo filter
He say "One and one and one is three"

Please, please, no autographs...

Ah, I can't resist putting this one in, especially since it's going to fit... This is one close to my heart.

Dick Cave and the Bad Cheese - The Ballad of Franny Lee

Going down, going down little Franny Lee,
Down to division three
With only one lad who isn't half bad
And that's little George Kinkladze.

And at first the crowd roared,
But now they're just bored
They go la la la la la, la la la la lee,
This is the ballad of Franny Lee.

I can't go down, I won't go down,
I've spent 12 million quid on City,
Of the money I made in the bog paper trade
Well bloody hell, don't blame me!

And at first the crowd roared,
But now they're just bored
They go la la la la la, la la la la lee,
Bring me the head of Franny Lee.

Call yourself a manager, you little tosspot,
Your voice hasn't broken, your balls haven't dropped.
You won the world cup with your stupid white boots,
Now you turn up for work in flat caps and shell suits.

Well here's a home truth you pudding basin haired twonk
Deeply ironic, in't it?
From that profitable caper wholesaling bog paper,
You've landed us deep in the shit!

And at first the crowd roared,
But now they're just bored
They go la la la la la, la la la la lee,
The king of the Kippax is Franny Lee.
La la la la la, la la la la lee,
The king of the shithouse is Franny Lee.

Talk about a wide open goal...

Tenacious D - Lee

Lee, Lee, Lee, Lee,
Lee Lee Lee Lee Lee Lee Lee Lee Lee,
We're talkin' f@ckin' Lee.
I had a friend named Lee,
He cast a spell a spell on me.
If me and Lee and KG could be three,
Flyin' free Tenaciously,
Skinny-dippin' in a sea of Lee,
I'd propose on bended knee
To Lee Lee Lee, Lee Lee Lee,
Lee Lee,
Lee Lee Lee, Lee Lee Lee,
Lee Lee,
Le-Lut-Le-Le-Le-Lee Lee Lee,
Le-Lut-Le-Le-Le-Lee Lee,
If me, and Lee, and KG, (that's me)
Could be three, (could be three)
Plant a tree, (plant a tree)
Just for Lee, (just for Lee)
Just for Lee, (Lee)
Just for Lee!
Lee, Lee, Lee
Leeee, Leeee, Leeee
LEE!

Didn't get us anywhere, but wasn't it a fun journey?

Annabelle Lee, Annabelle Lee,

Oh the moon never beams
Without bringing me dreams
Of my beautiful Annabelle Lee
And the stars never rise
But I see the bright eyes
Of my beautiful Annabelle Lee

We’re never apart for I gave her my heart
She gave her heart to me
And I love with a love
That is more than just love
My adorable Annabelle Lee

Yes he gave his warm heart to sweet Annabelle Lee
For he loved her so dearly you see
To think of her charms
Have been here in my arms
To think she loves only me

Annabelle Lee/Harry Belafonte

B-52's - Dance This Mess Around

Remember when you held my hand
Remember when you were my man
Walk talk in the name of love
Before you break my heart
Think it over, think it over
Roll it over in your mind
Why don't you dance with me
I'm not no Limburger
Just a limburger

Dance this mess around
Dance this mess around, 'round, 'round

Everybody goes to parties
They dance this mess around
They do the Shu-ga-loo
Do the Shy Tuna
Do the Camel Walk
Do the Hip-o-crit

Ah-Hippy Hippy forward Hippy Hippy
Hippy Shake, Hippy Shake

Oh-it's time to do 'em right
Hey now, don't that make you feel a whole lot better?
Huh?
I say, don't that make you feel a whole lot better

What you say?
I'm just askin'

Shake-Bake-Shake-Bake

Everybody goes to parties
They dance this mess around
They do all 16 dances
Do the Coo-ca-choo
Do the Aqua-velva
Do the Dirty Dog
Do the Escalator

Ah-Hippy Hippy forward Hippy Hippy
Hippy Shake, Hippy Shake

It's time to do 'em right
Hey! Fred, now don't that make you feel a whole lot better now?
Huh?

Say, don't that make you feel a whole lot better?

What you say?
I'm just askin'

Yeah, yeah, yeah...
Stop!
Dance on over
Yeah, yeah

Dance, dance, dance this mess around
Dance this mess around

Shake, shake-a-bake shake
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
Dance this mess around
Yeah, yeah, yeah........

My Chemical Romance - Early Sunsets Over Monroeville

Late dawns and early sunsets,
Just like my favorite scenes,
Then holding hands and life was perfect,
Just like up on the screen.

And the whole time while always giving,
Counting your face among the living.

Up and down escalators,
Pennies and colder fountains,
Elevators and half price sales,
Trapped in by all these mountains.

Running away and hiding with you,
I never thought they'd get me here.
Not knowing you'd change from just one bite,
I fought them all off just to hold you close and tight.

[...]

But does anyone notice?
But does anyone care?
And if I had the guts to put this to your head...
But does anything matter if you're already dead?
And should I be shocked now by the last thing you said?
Before I pull this trigger,
Your eyes vacant and stained...
And in saying you loved me,
Made things harder at best,
And these words changing nothing
As your body remains,
And there's no room in this hell,
There's no room in the next,
But does anyone notice there's a corpse in this bed?

Icky Thump - The White Stripes

Yah-hee, icky thump
Who'd-a thunk?
Sittin' drunk
On a wagon to Mexico

Her hair, what a chump
And my head
Got a bump
When I hit it on the radio

Red-head señorita
Lookin' dead
Came to said,
"I need a bed" en español

So I gave a drink of water
I'm gonna sing around the collar
Well, I don't need a microphone

Icky thump, with the lump
In my throat
Grab my coat
And now it's reckon
I was ready to go

Yeah, I swam beside the hair
She had one white eye
One blank stare
Lookin' up, lyin' there

On a stand in her hair
Was a candy cane
Black rum, sugar cane
Dry eye, somethin' strange!

La la, la la la la la la la la la laaa laaa laaa

Well, Americans:
What, nothin' better to do?
Why don't you kick yourself out?
You're an immigrant too.

Who's usin' who?
What should we do?
Well you can't be a pimp
And a prostitute too

Icky thump, handcuffed to a bunk
Robbed blind
Looked around
And there was nobody else

Left alone
I hit myself with a stone
Went home
And learned how to clean up after myself

Clean sheets mean a lot to a guy who sleeps on the floor
I whited your love, and a shelf in your dresser drawer
you tucked me in, stopped my tossing and turning
But I turned back the covers and saw those sheets are dirty
Even thought you'll never come clean
you know it's true
Those sheets are dirty
And so are you
The warmth of a bed to a guy who sleeps on the floor
Was enough to perpetuate all the lies I heard before
I want to hold you, I'll hold my pillow instead
Cause my pillow will never lie or be with a stranger in my bed
Where's the love I was looking for
It's out the door
I'm afraid to see you anymore
so it's back on the floor
Cause those sheets are dirty
Woke up this morning alone on the floor
Thinking about those clean sheets and the way it was before
When I looked in the mirror, I saw your face and thought of the past
But now I know how dirty you are, I took my fist and smashed the glass
Those sheets are dirty
Those sheets are dirty
Those sheets are dirty

Clean Sheets/Descendents

Dirty Town- Mother Mother

Don't like living in a dirty town
Cause a dirty town gets me down

I saved up and I bought some land
Cause I can't stand living in a dirty town
Yeah i pinched my pennies and I put em down
And I washed my hands of a dirty town

Plant my seeds in the ground
Yeah I put em down in my new found land
Cause you can't plant seeds in a dirty town
No you can't plant seeds in a dirty town

I choppin' firewood choppin' firewood
Chop chop chop
Just like a country boy should be chopping wood
I country
My kindling sticks are the perfect little width
Kindling sticks

Get gone from a dirty town
Everybody now
Get gone from a dirty town
Ah-ah-ah-all I need is a chicken wire / and a chicken feed
And a ah-ah-ah-all I see is a new found land fertility, yeah!

My lady friend oh she don't need to pretend

She country
She cracks the crack on dawn with her crackin' whip
Crackity
We having fun just makin' little chillun
Ch chillun

Get gone from a dirty town...

My government no he ain't made of cement
He country
We get along singing good ol' country songs
Ol' guthrie
My bank account is a shoebox in the ground
And empty

Get gone from a dirty town...

Brie Larson - Shoebox

I kept your picture in my shoebox [3x]

Right now is all we need
'Cos this feels pretty good
And I would stop the world
Just to give us more time

I kept your photograph and sometimes I take a look
Do you think I should
Are you gonna leave
Is she a better girl
And does she know about me

Hey you
I think you're going in the wrong direction
Hey you
I could be everything you want
And it's true
You must have been something special to me
'Cos after all this time
I kept your picture in my shoebox

Tonight was you and me
And it felt pretty good
Just like we stopped the world
For a minute in time
And then you made me laugh
About all the things we did
Do you think we should
Did you have to leave
And the other girl
Does she know about me

Hey you
I think you're going in the wrong direction
Hey you
I could be everything you want
And it's true
You must have been something special to me
'Cos after all this time
I kept your picture in my shoebox

I hear you talk but your mouth is closed
You say the words and let me know
I can't speak I'm petrified
Wanna tell you what I feel inside

I kept your picture in my shoebox [2x]

Hey you
I think you're going in the wrong direction
Hey you
I could be everything you want
And it's true
You must have been something special to me
'Cos after all this time
I kept your picture in my shoebox

I think you're going in the wrong direction
I could be everything you want
And it's true
You must have been something special to me
'Cos after all this time
I kept your picture in my shoebox

I kept your picture in my shoebox [2x]

Taking it old school. Literally...

Blondie - Picture This

All i want is a room with a view.
A sight worth seeing, a vision of you.
All i want is a room with a view, oh...
I will give you my finest hour, the one i spent watching you shower.
I will give you my finest hour, oh, yeah.
All i want is a photo in my wallet.
A small remembrance of something more solid.
All i want is a picture of you.
Picture this - a day in december.
Picture this - freezing cold weather.
You got clouds on your lids and you'd be on the skids if it weren't for your job at the garage.
If you could only,
Picture this - a sky full of thunder.
Picture this - my telephone number.
One and one is what i'm telling you, oh, yeah.
All i want is 20/20 vision.
A total portrait with no omissions.


I'm sure the original rules were you had to end on the word to follow with the next song, which is why this appears a bit truncated; the last word is "yeah", which is a bit boring.

[Talib Kweli]
We your rhyme sayers, we lead you like a beacon
of light, out of the chaos, cuttin down overzealous
players who stare, when the winners of the game
walk in well prepared, climbin the stairways
to heaven while you scared of the people livin under-
-ground heard the sound of the clap, made you wonder
If it was a gun, the crowd, or some thunder
All of that was out my window when I was younger
Now I'm much older, lyrically clap MC's
If you don't know by now, let me acquaint you with my steez
(C'mon) I don't get on stage and waste your time
Niggaz got a lot to say but they just can't rhyme
They just babies, I snatch em out they incubators
Attach them to respirators, they breathin hard like Darth Vader
Hard as candy and suck like Now or Laters
After a while your style's tasteless and it GOT NO FLAVOR

[Bahamadia]
Oppose for the nine, how no content sections of the earth
Walkin vexed, out of my sticks, laced on every verse
My cells begin to peak at least a hundred thousand hertz
Meanin my joint's prevalent in Fat Beats and Footworks
I cater to these markets first, cause they gravitate to me
And appreciate the vision of what I do musically

[Talib Kweli]
Mmm, mmmm, mmmm, mmm!!
I walked in and they stared, see how they screwin me
Break you down, til you ain't the man you used to be
Domination of my jurisdiction, people's addiction to lies
It blurs the lines between the fact and fiction
Now we back omission, I fix your face for you, keep yappin
You start to hate the man in the mirror like Michael Jackson

[Bahamadia]
Majors they try to hold me captive but mine are figure factions
But the foundation of hip-hop hold my braincells for ransom
I chance none, fuck them spots on charts and number one
If it's meant, then I'll accept it gracious when the time comes
This grassrooted curriculum, got me sprung like twisted ankles
Experience is missable, so I approach it from all angles and
inject some substance deep inside of rap's core
Takin emceein back to where it was before

[Talib Kweli]
Call us Liberty like the Bell of Philadelphia scenery
Me and Bahama-D, style free like Mumia need to be
Seein me, feelin me, we right here on the level
Turnin hard rocks to pebbles, exposin the devil
Lyrical olympian like John Carlos winnin gold medal
Take that bass out your voice you talk to me in treble
I'm "Serious" as Steady B so you know I ain't playin
I'm stimulatin, makin crowds MOVE like organizations in Philly
Keep it positive, my prerogative is exercise
See through the chaos with my third eye
Word I exhibit the exquisiteness, since a child I was vivid
Throw your hands in the air if you with it, dig it
-Talib Kweli, "Chaos"

Faith No More - Digging The Grave

It would be wrong to ask you why
Because I know what goes inside
Is only half of what comes out
Isn't that what it's about?
It's about to remind us we're alive
To remind us we're not blind
In that big, black hole
Comfortable

Digging the grave, I got it made
Let something in, throw something out
You left the door open wide

I know you have a reason why
That knot is better left undied
I just went and undid mine
It takes some time
And the shadows so big
It takes the sun out of the day
And the feeling goes away
When you close the door
Comfortable

Digging the grave, I got it made
Let something in, throw something out
You left the door open wide

Digging the grave, I got it made
Let something in, throw something out
You left the door open wide

And it's out of this world, Comfortable
Out of this world, Comfortable
Out of this world, Comfortable
Out of this world, Comfortable

Comfortably Numb - Pink Floyd
Hello.
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone home?

Come on, now.
I hear you're feeling down.
Well I can ease your pain,
Get you on your feet again.

Relax.
I need some information first.
Just the basic facts:
Can you show me where it hurts?

There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ships smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I cant hear what you're saying.
When I was a child I had a fever.
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I got that feeling once again.
I cant explain, you would not understand.
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortabl(e)y numb.

Ok.
Just a little pinprick. [ping]
There'll be no more --aaaaaahhhhh!
But you may feel a little sick.

Can you stand up?
I do believe its working. good.
That'll keep you going for the show.
Come on its time to go.

There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ships smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I cant hear what you're saying.
When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse,
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone.
I cannot put my finger on it now.
The child is grown, the dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb.

I loved you
You were all that I wanted
Then, I watched you
Turn into someone else

Well I'm sick of the fighting
I'm sick of just blaming myself

Well I'm sick of escaping
I'm sick of erasing

Your face and the places
That give me a trace to you

But I will never find you

I can't hold on
I'm feeling numb
From everything you do
And put me through
When I was part of you

I'm feeling numb
From holding on
To everything that you
Had put me through
When I was part of you

Well if I can deceive you
Then why can't I leave you alone

Well if everything's painful
Then why do I wait for

Your face or the place
That will give me a trace to you

But I will never find you

I can't hold on
I'm feeling numb
From everything you do
And put me through
When I was part of you

I'm feeling numb
From holding on
To everything that you
Had put me through
When I was part of you

Siento el amor
Siento el dolor
Siento el amor
Siento el calor
Siento el amor
Siento el dolor

But I will never find you

I can't hold on
I'm feeling numb
From everything you do
And put me through
When I was part of you

I'm feeling numb
From holding on
To everything that you
Had put me through
When I was part of you

The Future - Leonard Cohen

Give me back my broken night
my mirrored room, my secret life
it's lonely here,
there's no one left to torture
Give me absolute control
over every living soul
And lie beside me, baby,
that's an order!
Give me crack and anal sex
Take the only tree that's left
and stuff it up the hole
in your culture
Give me back the Berlin wall
give me Stalin and St Paul
I've seen the future, brother:
it is murder.

Things are going to slide, slide in all directions
Won't be nothing
Nothing you can measure anymore
The blizzard, the blizzard of the world
has crossed the threshold
and it has overturned
the order of the soul
When they said REPENT REPENT
I wonder what they meant
When they said REPENT REPENT
I wonder what they meant
When they said REPENT REPENT
I wonder what they meant

You don't know me from the wind
you never will, you never did
I'm the little jew
who wrote the Bible
I've seen the nations rise and fall
I've heard their stories, heard them all
but love's the only engine of survival
Your servant here, he has been told
to say it clear, to say it cold:
It's over, it ain't going
any further
And now the wheels of heaven stop
you feel the devil's riding crop
Get ready for the future:
it is murder

Things are going to slide ...

There'll be the breaking of the ancient
western code
Your private life will suddenly explode
There'll be phantoms
There'll be fires on the road
and the white man dancing
You'll see a woman
hanging upside down
her features covered by her fallen gown
and all the lousy little poets
coming round
tryin' to sound like Charlie Manson
and the white man dancin'

Give me back the Berlin wall
Give me Stalin and St Paul
Give me Christ
or give me Hiroshima
Destroy another fetus now
We don't like children anyhow
I've seen the future, baby:
it is murder

Things are going to slide ...

When they said REPENT REPENT ...

GWAR - Surf of Syn

Unsheathe the sword, call the death squad
Let loose the dogs, make me your God
Blaspheme the name, stretch forth thy rod
Get on your knees, make me your God

Unleash the nuns, curse the Earth
Devour the worm, I am your God
Suffer the plague, repent your sin
Declare unclean, my God machine
Number the beasts, sound the horn
Suffer the wrath, bring me your first born
Cardinal Syn has come to free us
Source of power Cyber Fetus!

I am Cardinal Syn worship me or know damnation!

Rock N Roll Damnation - AC/DC

They say that you play too loud,
Well, baby, that's tough!
They say that you got to much,
Can't get enough!
They tell you that you look the fool,
And, baby, I'm a fool for you!
They say that your mind's diseased,
Shake your stuff!

And it's a rock 'n' roll damnation!
Ma's own whippin' boy!
Rock 'n' roll damnation!
Take a chance while you still got the choice!

You say that you want respect,
Honey, for what?
For everything that you've done for me,
Thanks a lot!
Get up off your bended knees,
You could set your mind at ease!
My temperature's runnin' hot,
And I've been waitin' all night for a bite o' what you got!

And it's a rock 'n' roll damnation!
Ma's own whippin' boy!
Rock 'n' roll damnation!
Take a chance while you still got the choice!

(Damnation!) They're puttin' you down,
(Damnation!) All over town!
(Damnation!) 'Cause you're way outta reach,
Livin' on the streets, you gotta practice what you preach!

And it's a rock 'n' roll damnation!
Ma's own whippin' boy!
Rock 'n' roll damnation!
Take a chance while you still got the choice!

SOLO

(Damnation!) Left a happy home,
(Damnation!) Just to live on your own!
(Damnation!) You wanna live in sin,
(Damnation!) It's a rock 'n' roll -
Damnation! Just a bundle of joy,
(Damnation!) You're a toy for a boy!
(Damnation!) You got dollars in your eye,
(Damnation!) Chasin' that pie in the sky!
(Damnation!) Rock 'n' roll -
Damnation!

How did this die so easily? Did nobody else think of this one?? Oh well, down to Leo to save the day once more.

Gomez - Whippin' Piccadilly

Once upon a time, not too long ago,
We took a day out in Manchester.
We all fall down,
There's not enough hours in our day.
Played a bit of football, fell into the union,
Barged our way to the toilet.
With the Kung Fu king,
There's not enough hours in our day.
I remember seeing someone, dressed in a suit,
Looking like a lunatic.
And we all fall down,
There's not enough hours in our trip.
Well Academy coffee, is breaking your hands,
We got lovely posters to sell.
We all fall down,
There's not enough hours in our day.
We like lovin' yeah,
And the wine we share.
We like lovin' yeah,
And the wine we share.
Finally made our way back to the train,
Rolling into Sheffield tonight.
And it all falls down,
There's not enough hours in our life.
Try and guess my weight, wait at the station,
Whippin' Piccadilly tonight.
And it all falls down,
There's not enough hours in our life.
We like lovin' yeah,
And the wine we share.
We like lovin' yeah,
And the wine we share.

Right, because you cant revive it yourself im going to have to step in. (well im sure you could reply to yourself but... shhhhhh)


Bad religion - Punk rock song

have you been to the desert?
have you walked with the dead?
there's a hundred thousand children being killed for their bread

and the figures don't lie they speak of human disease
but we do what we want and we think what we please

have you lived the experience?
have you witnessed the plague?
people making babies sometimes just to escape
in this land of competition the compassion is gone
yet we ignore the needy and we keep pushing on
we keep pushing on

this is just a punk rock song
written for the people who can see something's wrong
like ants in a colony we do our share
but there's so many other f***in' insects out there
and this is just a punk rock song
(like workers in a company we do our share
but there's so many other f***in' robots out there)

have you visited the quagmire?
have you swam in the s***?
the party conventions and the real politik
the faces always different, the rhetoric the same
but we swallow it, and we see nothing change
nothing has changed...

10 million dollars on a losing campaign
20 million starving and writhing in pain
big strong people unwilling to give
small in vision and perspective
one in five kids below the poverty line
one population runnin' out of time

I could've revived it myself but, to be honest, I'd rather give someone else a shot. So thanks, Hins, not just for saving it, but allowing me to indulge in a little old skool ska...

The Specials - Too Much Too Young

You done too much much too young
You're married with a kid when you could be having fun with me
You done too much much too young
Now you're married with a son when you should be having fun with me

Don't wanna be rich, don't wanna be famous

Ain't he cute, no he ain't
He's just another burden on the welfare state

Call me immature, call me a poseur
I'll to spread manure in your bed of roses
Don't we wanna be rich Don't we wanna be famous
But I'd really hate to have the same name as you

You done too much much too young
Now you're chained to the kitchen making currant buns for tea

Ain't you heard of the starving millions
Ain't you heard of conraception
Do you really wanna go with the sterilization
Take control of the population boom
It's in your living room
Keep a generation gap
Try wearing a cap

Iron and Wine - Jesus the Mexican Boy

Jesus the Mexican boy
born in a truck on the fourth of July
gave me a card with a lady naked on the back
Barefoot at night on the road
Fireworks blooming above in the sky
I never knew I was given the best one from the deck

He never wanted nothing I remember
Maybe a broken bottle if I had two
Hanging behind his holy even temper
Hiding the more unholy things I do

Jesus the Mexican boy
Gave me a ride on the back of his bike
Out to the fair though I welched on a $5 bet
Drunk on Calliope songs
We met a home-wrecking carnival girl
He's never asked for a favor or the money yet

Jesus the Mexican boy
Born in a truck on the 4th of July
I fell in love with his sister unrepentantly
Fearing he wouldn't approve
We made a lie that was feeble at best
Boarded a train bound for Vegas and married secretly

I never gave him nothing I remember
Maybe a broken bottle if I had two
Hanging behind his holy even temper
Hiding the more unholy things I do

Jesus the Mexican boy
Wearing a long desert trip on his tie
Lo and behold he was standing under the welcome sign
Naked the Judas in me
Fell by the tracks but he lifted me high
Kissing my head like a brother and never asking why

There was nothing missing
It was just a case of foolishness, girl, I must've been crazy
Something I would just as soon forget
I can only say I'm sorry and leave it up to you to say the rest

If you want to go, girl I won't stand in your way
But I'll stand by you if you decide you want to stay
Baby, don't you see, doesn't have to be forever or goodbye
All I'm asking for is on more try

I'm the one who hurt you, still I know the pain you're going through
And even if you show forgiveness
There may be too much damage

Richard Marx/One more Try

In spite of all the Damage - The Be Good Tanyas

If I wanted to say to you
That I wanted to see your face again
That I want to hear you laughing
In spite of all the damage I've done

If I wanted to hear you talkin'
Or to hear your sense of things
Or to call you up on a Sunday morning
In spite of all the damage I've done

Well I broke our home and left you nowhere to run
Yes I broke our home and left you nowhere to run

But I never knock my days away
I think you understand that I could not stay
But I like to hear you laughing
In spite of all the damage I've done
In spite of all the damage I've done

Well I broke our home and left you nowhere to run
Yes I broke our home and left you nowhere to run

Run to the Hills - Iron Maiden

White man came across the sea
He brought us pain and misery
He killed our tribes, he killed our creed
He took our game for his own need

We fought him hard we fought him well
Out on the plains we gave him hell
But many came too much for cree
Oh will we ever be set free?

Riding through dustclouds and barren wastes
Galloping hard on the plains
Chasing the redskins back to their holes
Fighting them at their own game
Murder for freedom a stab in the back
Women and children and cowards attack

Run to the hills run for your lives
Run to the hills run for your lives

Soldier blue on the barren wastes
Hunting and killing their game
Raping the women and wasting the men
The only good Indians are tame
Selling them whiskey and taking their gold
Enslaving the young and destroying the old

Run to the hills run for your lives
(repeat to end)

Whiskey in the Jar - Thin Lizzy

As I was goin over the cork and kerry mountains
I saw captain farrell and his money he was countin
I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier
I said stand and deliver or the devil he may take ya

Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
Theres whiskey in the jar-o

I took all of his money and it was a pretty penny
I took all of his money and I brought it home to molly
She swore that shed love me, never would she leave me
But the devil take that woman for you know she tricked me easy

Being drunk and weary I went to molly's chamber
Takin my money with me and I never knew the danger
For about six or maybe seven in walked captain farrell
I jumped up, fired off my pistols and I shot him with both barrels

Now some men like the fishin and some men like the fowlin
And some men like ta hear a cannon ball a roarin
Me I like sleepin specially in my molly's chamber
But here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain yeah

Prison Song - System of a Down

They're trying to build a prison,
They're trying to build a prison

Following the rights movements
You clamped on with your iron fists
Drugs became conveniently
Available for all the kids
Following the rights movements
You clamped on with your iron fists
Drugs became conveniently
Available for all the kids

I buy my crack, i smack my bitch
Right here in Hollywood

Nearly 2 million Americans are incarcerated
In the prison system, prison system,
Prison system of the U.S.

They're trying to build a prison,
They're trying to build a prison,
They're trying to build a prison,
They're trying to build a prison,
(For you and me to live in)
Another prison system,
Another prison system,
Another prison system,
(For you and me)

Minor drug offenders fill your prisons
You don't even flinch
All our taxes paying for your wars
Against the new non-rich
Minor drug offenders fill your prisons
You don't even flinch
All our taxes paying for your wars
Against the new non-rich

I buy my crack, i smack my bitch
Right here in Hollywood

The percentage of Americans in the prison system
Prison system, has doubled since 1985

They're trying to build a prison,
They're trying to build a prison,
They're trying to build a prison,
They're trying to build a prison,
(For you and me to live in)
Another prison system,
Another prison system,
Another prison system,
(For you and me)

They're trying to build a prison,
They're trying to build a prison,
They're trying to build a prison,
For you and me,
Oh baby, you and me

All research and successful drug policies show
That treatment should be increased
And law enforcement decreased
While abolishing
Mandatory minimum sentences
All research and successful drug policies show
That treatment should be increased
And law enforcement decreased
While abolishing
Mandatory minimum sentences

Utilizing drugs to pay for
Secret wars around the world
Drugs are now your global policy
Now you police the globe

I buy my crack, I smack my bitch
Right here in Hollywood

Drug money is used to rig elections
And train brutal corporate sponsored
Dictators around the world

They're trying to build a prison,
They're trying to build a prison,
They're trying to build a prison,
They're trying to build a prison,
(For you and me to live in)
Another prison system,
Another prison system,
Another prison system,
(For you and me)

They're trying to build a prison,
They're trying to build a prison,
They're trying to build a prison,
For you and me,
Oh baby, you and me

One day, someone's going to provide a word which won't link. But that day isn't today

Dead Kennedys - The Great Wall

Great Wall of China
It's so big it's seen from outer space
Put there to keep starving neighbors
Locked outside the gates

What's changed today?
Empires hoard more than they need
And peasants threaten our comfort

We'll build a Great Wall around our power
Build a Great Wall around our power

Bankrupt L.A.'s streetcar line
So people pay more to drive
Plant strategic freeways
To divide neighborhoods by color lines

We'd rather pay for riot squads
Than pump your ghetto back to life
We let your schools decay on purpose

To build a Great Wall around our power
Another Great Wall around our power

Warlords in grey suits
Take a different route to work each day
Second-hand green berets
Form the companies' private armies.
We'll take all your gold
But won't teach reading or feed your poor
The League of Gentleman
Would rather feed guns to puppet dictators

There's too many people in your world
And refugees are expensive
When they trickled down onto our soil
We hunt them and arrest them
Classify them insane
And put them back on the next plane
To the waiting arms
Of the same death squads they fled

We've built a Great Wall around our power
Economic Great Wall around our power
Worldwide Great Wall around our power

Give us your poor,
Your tired and your weak
We'll send 'em right back
To their certain death

Maybe today then.

Incubus - Certain Shade of Green

And the magical medicine works.

Work work work work!

Work work work work!

Work work work work!

A certain shade of green,
tell me, is that what you need?
All signs around say move ahead.
Could someone please explain to me
your ever present lack of speed?
Are your muscles bound by ropes?
Or do grudges cloud your day?
My sources say the road is clear,
and street signs point the way.

Are you gonna stand around 'till 2012 A.D.?
What are you waiting for,
A certain shade of green?
I think I grew a gray watching you procrastinate.
What are you waiting for,
A certain shade of green?

Would a written invitation
signed, "Choose now or lose it all,"
sedate your hesitation?
Or inflame and make you stall?
You've been raised in limitation,
but that glove never fit quite right.
The time has passed for hand-me-downs,
choose a new, please evolve,
take flight.

Are you gonna stand around till 2012 A.D.?
What are you waiting for,
A certain shade of green?
I think I grew a gray watching you procrastinate.

Green? What are you waiting for?
Said what are you waiting for?

A written invitation?
A public declaration?
A perfect constellation?
Remember when you procrastinate you choose last
I think I grew a gray watching you procrastinate.
Are you gonna stand around till 2012 A.D.?
What are you waiting for,
A certain shade of green?
I think I grew a gray watching you procrastinate.
What are you waiting for? (Echoes several times)

Now there's a challenge, Yannick. "Hand Me Down" is a song by Matchbox 20 but isn't exactly what you've put here. It was my first port of call and I was going to work it in with a teensy caveat. Until I discovered this beauty...

Indigo Girls - Hand Me Downs

i've taken so many down
i've helped them all to dismount
i've followed so many down
i take their hand me downs
all with hope
all with hope
that emptiness brings fullness
and loss of love brings wholeness
all with hope
all with hope
that emptiness brings fullness
and loss of love brings wholeness
to us all
everything that i believe
crawls from underneath the streets
everything i truly love
comes from somewhere far above
everything that I believe
is wrong with you is wrong with me
everything i truly love
i love in you and i love in me
so give me hope
give me hope
that emptiness brings fullness
and loss of love brings wholeness
to us all
you swear you can't swim the river
(i've become the beggar now)
(you've become the saint somehow)
but i saw you running to jump in
(i've become the beggar now)
(you've become the saint somehow)
i swore i'd never be your sinner
(i've become the beggar now)
(you've become the saint somehow)
til i held your sin
hand me downs
now you ask me why i'm here
the same as you
i'm scared - it's fear
i've become the beggar now
and you've become the saint somehow
twist the words and place the blame
and tell me now aren't we the same
tripping in our yellow feet
checking underneath our sheets
for some hope
give me hope
that emptiness brings fullness
and loss of love brings wholeness
give me hope
give me hope
that emptiness brings fullness
and loss of love brings wholeness
to us all

You'll have to do better than that to get one past me

*bump*

Can't think of a song with "wholeness" in it though..

No, that was a bit of a toughie. It'd be just beautiful if, after resurrecting the thread from near death several times, I ended up killing it. So I'll save it again.

/me dons thread saving superhero costume

Dan dan daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Steve Miller Band - Wild Mountain Honey

Ooh, mama
Well look what's been done
You can only see the stars
After a setting sun

You run for the money
You don't even know about wild mountain honey

Come on mama
Heal this lonesome man
Grow the tree of wholeness
In this desert land

Come on children
Now learn how to run
By heaven, the stars, the moon and the sun

Come on papa
Your end is the means
Don't trade your love and goodness
For the golden machine

You run for the money
You don't even know about wild mountain honey

Now if nobody can think of a song with the word wild in it, then my nephew is an ape of some sort.

BORN TO BE WILD

From the 1968 release "Steppenwolf"

Words and music by Mars Bonfire

Get your motor runnin'
Head out on the highway
Lookin' for adventure
And whatever comes our way
Yeah Darlin' go make it happen
Take the world in a love embrace
Fire all of your guns at once
And explode into space

I like smoke and lightning
Heavy metal thunder
Racin' with the wind
And the feelin' that I'm under
Yeah Darlin' go make it happen
Take the world in a love embrace
Fire all of your guns at once
And explode into space

Like a true nature's child
We were born, born to be wild
We can climb so high
I never wanna die

Born to be wild
Born to be wild

Hmmm, No Doubt I could be [Tom] Petty about some thinks but I think I'll stick to:
The Kinks - Climb Your Wall

One time I saw you in the street
Thought that I would be that kind you want
Ooh babe, you're the best of them all

I'm trying to tell you how much I love you
Oh baby, please let me climb your wall
Ooh baby, you're the best of them all

Then in the dawn I'll be leavin'
Ooh babe, that's the strength of it all

Come on over, and see
And let me crawl around on your floor
Ooh babe, that's the strength of it all

I'm trying to tell you how much I love you
Oh baby, let me climb your wall
Ooh baby, that's the strength of it all

I see that I lied, neglected you badly
'Cause you are that one light that's [?] me blind

All alone I've tried to see
Then you agree, let me climb your wall
Ooh baby, you're the best of them all

C'mon sweety, come over here
Let me please, let me climb your wall
That's the strength of it all

I'm trying to tell you how much I love you
Oh baby, let me climb your wall
Ooh baby, you're the best of them all

Yep, "Born To Be Wild" was one of the several I thought of immediately, the others being "Wild Thing" (The Troggs), "Real Wild Child" (Iggy Pop), "Wild Horses" (The Rolling Stones), "Call Of The Wild" (Midge Ure), "Wild Wild West" (Will Smith) and so on...

Neglect, eh? Well, let's dip into the box marked "Hall and Oates" and see what we can find, eh? Here we go: Pleasure Beach.

Pleasure Beach
You may look but never find
That neglected place in time
Like a dream just out of reach
Pleasure Beach
Not a place you left behind
Or a place you'll ever find
It's a dream just out of reach
It's a place called Pleasure Beach
There ain't no waves in a swimming pool
There ain't no fun til you break the rules
We're ever young but never free
I guess that's how it was meant to be
On the beach our thoughts were hot
But our hearts were cool
We fell in love
But we like to fool around with everyone we meet
It's you for you
And me for me
Pleasure Beach
You make look but never find
That neglected place in time
Like a dream just out of reach
Pleasure Beach
Not a place you'll ever find
It's a dream just out of reach
it's a place called Pleasure Beach

No hard to find words in this song, other than the one Smiler had kindly given us

Johnny, Angry Johnny, this is Jezebel in Hell
I wanna kill you, I wanna blow you...away

I can do it you gently
I can do it with an animal's grace
I can do it with precision
I can do it with gormet taste

Chorus:
But either way
Either (way), either way
I wanna kill you
I wanna blow you...
Away

I can do it to your mind
I can do it to your face
I can do it with integrity
I can do it with disgrace

Chorus

Johnny, Angry Johnny, this is Jezebel in Hell
Johnny, Angry Johnny, this is Jezebel in Hell

I can do it in a church
I can do it any time or place
I can do it like an angel
To quiet down your rage

Chorus

I can do it in the water
I can do on dry land
I can do it with instruments
I can do it with my own bare hands

But either way
Either way, you know where it stands
I wanna kill you
I wanna blow you...
Away

Johnny, Angry Johnny, this is Jezebel in Hell
Johnny, oh my Johnny

Where did your pleasure go
When the pain came through you
Where did your happiness go
This force is running you around now
Getting you down now
Where is your pleasure now Johnny
Where has your pleasure gone now

Johnny, Angry Johnny...

Angry Johnny/Poe

System of a Down - Johnny

Hello, my name is Johnny
Well hello my name is Johnny
I would like to explain myself
And I would like to complain in vain

Sweet little boy
JOHNNY!
Sweet Little Boy
JOHNNY!
Let me show you the way to my
Let me show you the way to my
Let me help you explain your mind
When I help you explain your mind

'ello my name is Roger
Well hello my name is roger
I would like to proclaim myself
A god
And likely ordain myself

Sweet little boy
ROGER!
Sweet little boy
ROGER!

Let me show you the way to my
Let me show you the way to my
Let me help you explain your mind
When I help you explain your mind

Let me show you the way to my
Let me show you the way to my
let me help you explain your mind
When I help you explain your mind

Sweet little boy
Johnny
Sweet little boy
Oh no! It's Roger!

Let me show you the way to my
Let me show you the way to my
Let me help you explain your mind
When I help you explain your mind
Let me show you the way to my
Let me show you the way to my
Let me help you explain your mind
When I help you explain your mind

Speaking of which... Paul on NYE (it's ok to laugh)

Anyway... explain:

Something Corporate - Hurricane

Shake down, you make me break, for goodness sake
I think I'm on the edge of something new with you
Shout out, don't drown the sound
I'll drown you out, you'll never scream so loud
As I want to scream with you

Standing there with your smile blinding your eyes from seeing
my face as I'm dying to figure out a girl
But she drifts so far away, I'm on her coast
So maybe I should stay and map around your world

So Don't Say, These currents are still killing me
And you can't explain
How the wind went and pulled me into your hurricane
Into your hurricane

Stand up don't make a sound, your ears might bleed
There's sweet fluorescent enemies that live inside of me
The world moves faster than I knew, not fast enough
To not creep up on you and the space we put between

So pull me under your weather patterns
Your cold fronts and the rain don't matter
Because a sun burns what I needed

So Don't Say, These currents are still killing me
And you can't explain
How the wind went and pulled you into the hurricane
Into the hurricane

You don't do it on purpose but you make me shake
Now I count the hours until you wake
With your babies breath
Breathe symphonies
Come on sweet catastrophe

Well maybe this time I can follow through
I can feel complete, stop paying dues
Stop the rain from falling
keep my ocean calm
This time I know nothings wrong

So Don't Say, These currents are still killing me
And you can't explain
How the wind went and pulled me in and no
You Don't Say, These currents are still killing me
And you can't explain
How the wind went and pulled me into your hurricane
Into your hurricane, into your hurricane


I forgot how much I love this thread!!

It was between this and Rock You Like A Hurricane.

Jesus Of Suburbia - Green Day

[Part 1]

I'm the son of rage and love
The Jesus of Suburbia
From the bible of none of the above
On a steady diet of soda pop and Ritalin
No one ever died for my sins in hell
As far as I can tell
At least the ones I got away with

And there's nothing wrong with me
This is how I'm supposed to be
In a land of make believe
That don't believe in me

Get my television fix sitting on my crucifix
The living room or my private womb
While the moms and brads are away
To fall in love and fall in debt
To alcohol and cigarettes and Mary Jane
To keep me insane and doing someone else's cocaine

And there's nothing wrong with me
This is how I'm supposed to be
In a land of make believe
That don't believe in me

[Part 2: City Of The Damned]

At the center of the Earth
In the parking lot
Of the 7-11 where I was taught
The motto was just a lie
It says home is where your heart is
But what a shame
Cause everyone's heart
Doesn't beat the same
It's beating out of time

City of the dead
At the end of another lost highway
Signs misleading to nowhere
City of the damned
Lost children with dirty faces today
No one really seems to care

I read the graffiti
In the bathroom stall
Like the holy scriptures of a shopping mall
And so it seemed to confess
It didn't say much
But it only confirmed that
The center of the earth
Is the end of the world
And I could really care less

City of the dead
At the end of another lost highway
Signs misleading to nowhere
City of the damned
Lost children with dirty faces today
No one really seems to careeeeee

[Part 3: I don't care]

I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't care
[x4]

I don't careeeeeeeeee

Everyone is so full of shit
Born and raised by hypocrites
Hearts recycled but never saved
From the cradle to the grave
We are the kids of war and peace
From Anaheim to the middle east
We are the stories and disciples
Of the Jesus of suburbia
Land of make believe
That don't believe in me
Land of make believe
And I don't believe
And I don't care!
I don't care! [x4]

[Part 4: Dearly beloved]

Dearly beloved are you listening?
I can't remember a word that you were saying
Are we demented or am I disturbed?
The space that's in between insane and insecure
Oh therapy, can you please fill the void?
Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed
Nobody's perfect and I stand accused
For lack of a better word, and that's my best excuse

[Part 5: Tales of another broken home]

To live and not to breathe
Is to die In tragedy
To run, to run away
To find what you believe
And I leave behind
This hurricane of fucking lies
I lost my faith to this
This town that don't exist

So I run
I run away
To the light of masochist
And I leave behind
This hurricane of fucking lies
And I walked this line
A million and one fucking times
But not this time

I don't feel any shame
I won't apologize

When there ain't nowhere you can go
Running away from pain
When you've been victimized
Tales from another broken home

You're leaving...
You're leaving...
You're leaving...
Ah you're leaving home...

Heh two answers. Now what?

I deleted mine.