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You know that you never gave me a chance to prove myself
And I never thought that my life was worth your wealth You never said to me anything encouraging that I could see It's difficult to cure the pain that I've had to endure I always tried to listen even when I disagreed with you Selfish disposition makes it hard for me to respect anything you do Then you tried to push me, but you weren't strong enough to get the job done Then you tried to hit me, but the back of your hand just isn't quick enough You are a thorn in my side, all my life you never left me alone Thorn in my side, in your mind you wish I never were born Thorn in my side, through it all I think you pushed me to fail Thorn in my side, it's about time you're recognized for your lies and your worthless alibis It's been a long time waiting for the judgment day So I can cast away The thorn that you stuck so deep inside of me It's ancient history You're always acting like a king of kings Like you were a god You wear a crown of thorns like a hat on your head My firing squad will put an end to your facade Like a thorn in my side |
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Can't overcome it, it's what I do best
I'll pick your pocket for your last red cent It's a disease, I'm stricken like the rest Never return anything I'm lent It wasn't me, yeah you know it wasn't me It must've been someone who looked like me Innocent until proven guilty And you ain't got a thing on me Your possessions, your worldly possessions Mean more to me than your protective obsessions You wanna hide 'em, lock 'em up inside and Throw away the key so I can't find em It's a shame, it's a god-damned shame I'm the culprit but you're the one to blame I'll take another lesson from my mother It's better to take than get took Steal a dollar, steal a dime Force of habit will hit you every time In your pockets, invade your space Force of habit anytime or anyplace Pay attention keep an eye on all your cash Force of habit will deprive you of your stash If I do it, yeah, if I get caught Force of habit is the problem that I got Mama told me look but don't touch, but that only made me want it more Doesn't matter if you're a friend or foe, 'cause your house is my candy store I admit I know I got a problem, but temptation is controlling me I can't resist a five-fingered discount, everything for me is free |
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[Originally performed by The Rolling Stones]
I'm feeling so tired can't understand it Just had a fortnight sleep I'm feeling so tired, oh, so distracted Ain't touched a thing all week I'm feeling drunk juiced up and sloppy Ain't touched a drink all night Feeling hungry can't see the reason Just had a horse meat pie Yeah when you call my name I salivate like a Pavlov dog Yeah when you lay me out My heart is beating faster than a big bass drum Yeah you got to mix it child, you got to fix It must be love, it's a bitch You got to mix it child You got to fix it must be love It's a bitch Sometimes I'm sexy, move like a stud Kicking the stalls all night Sometimes I'm so shy, got to be worked on Don't have no bark or no bite |
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There's a terrorist, he's at the door
Says he's gonna start, the third world war Justifies his illegal acts The land he says that's his, he's takin' it back Blood will spill - in desert sand The people kill - barbaric land A war for peace - I understand Obtain the fuel - the master plan Blood will spill - in desert sand The people kill - barbaric land A war for peace - I understand Obtain the fuel - the master plan All my life I've spent believin' what I'm told I'm not a crook, I don't recall, excuse is getting old But this time I believe that the cause is justified So those that burn the flag should be hung until they die I'm sorry bout the casualties you can't avoid in war They knew what they were doin' when they signed up for the chore And to all the people who protest aggressive act The world's not a happy place, a sad but true fact Now they find our allies far and wide And now a force of one and will not be denied When will they finally realize Our taxes pay for war and that's no surprise Strong survive - in desert sand ???- barbaric land ???- I understand ???- the master plan Strong survive - in desert sand ???- barbaric land ???- I understand ???- the master plan All my life I've spent believin' what I'm told Those excuse, you know, the ones that're getting old But this time I believe that the cause is justified So all those people that burn the flag should be hung until they die Yeah I'm sorry bout the casualties and people dying in the war They knew what they were doin' when they signed up for the chore And to all the people you know the ones who protested what went on This world ain't a happy place, and this ain't a happy song Fuel for the fire There's a terrorist, he's at the door Says he's gonna start, the third world war Justifies his illegal acts The land he says that's his, he's takin' it back FUEL - for the fire |
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Why do people sell their souls away
Just to ride the horse another day They're all slaves to the heroin But it's a war they'll never win They'll never live to see the error of their ways One foot in the grave Ruled by the drugs they crave It all began as a need for kicks Now they'd sell their lives for a fix Powerless to break those chains There's only losses and there's never no gains They only live and die as a slave With one foot, one foot in the grave It promised an escape but only lied Master of the world they're trapped inside The needle and the spoon only gave A one - way ticket leading to the grave And suffering until the day they die |
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Power fortune and fame
Only a delusion inside your brain But those who got it all Fuckin' piss me off they got a lot of balls To sit there and complain That affluence is a tremendous strain Use some common sense Take nothing for granted, not a fucking cent A word to the wise, you should realize If you don't count your blessings, you're in for a surprise That you got it so hard, but life dealt you all the cards You better count your blessings, you better let down your guard A word to the wise, when will you realize If you don't count your blessings, you're in for a surprise The roles will be reversed, and you won't be the first To wish he counted his blessings Substantial amounts Of their money lies in Swiss bank accounts And more in stocks and bonds They should consider if it were gone Just what the hell they'd do They might have to work to pay for their food Like every one of us They'll count their blessings without a fuss Power fortune and fame Only a delusion inside your brain But those who got it all Fuckin' piss me off they got a lot of balls To sit there and complain That affluence is a tremendous strain Use some common sense Take nothing for granted, not a fucking cent |
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He was just a poor boy livin' down by the railroad tracks
His father worked so hard to provide that he died of a cardiac He made himself a promise to leave the poverty behind Now climbing up the corporate ladder is all that matters in his grand design You can forget about friends in your climb before your fall The climb before the fall Alone at the top you feel the pressure pulling you And you try in your mind to repent your sins in your climb before your fall The climb before the fall Change your ways or you will pay in your dying days In the end, in the end, in the end Sunrise now and he has to get to work, he's gotta tell someone what to do Lives his life thinkin' how to get ahead, kickin' of his corporate shoes Throws his credit cards in everyone's face, name droppin' 'cause he thinks it's cool Doesn't realize he doesn't know how to act, he's just lookin' like a complete fool He left everyone he loved alone out in the cold His mother was standing in the welfare line while he was up to his neck in gold Now he's become a millionaire and he's sitting right at the top But he found that the higher up the mountain means the longer that you're gonna drop |
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Let me paint you a portrait of a man
whose very name would define in times to come all things profane Born unto privilege child of aristocracy, so tender the young mind, yet so unclean His was a heart of darkness that beat within his chest Breasting life into the crimes he'd manifest Imp of the perverse on a bloody path he trods Scribe of the unthinkable the marquis de sade Outraging the laws of hate and narcissism That to fight the incubation's but in vain Nature inspires our tastes bizarre She paints them only as they are From the darkest corners of the mind as real as the morning sun shall rise, just the same He wove his written word with threads of flesh throughout He promised things so frightening they'll turn you inside out When terror's grip has set your soul is set aflame Behold the architect of pain Unearthing fantasies too savage to reveal Twisting your world with visions centuries concealed Was he philosopher or was he just insane? Behold the architect of pain Each tale black as pitch dressed in the colors of hell Your dreams will fill with the sounding of the knell Feel the looming shadow of the hungry guillotine And you'll be blinded by the blade's fatal gleam Outraging the laws of both nature and religion Subjugation in behalf or her domain Or so he believed with all his hate and narcissism That to fight the inclination's but in vain Nature inspires our tastes bizarre She paints them only as they are From the darkest corners of the mind as real as the morning sun shall rise, just the same Nature cannot bind you, you only need to serve unto her Harming without stint or cease at the expense of whosoever may be Their pain becomes your paradise, your lust their demise Forced you to recognize The beast within, he helped you to visualize No desire to torment flesh and bone The mind can cause far greater destruction alone When the seed has taken root It grows impure, your thoughts pollute All things please nature, she has need of our misdeeds We serve her as we sin The bloodier our opus The greater her domain and her esteem for us Outraging the laws of both nature and religion Subjugation in behalf or her domain Or so he believed with all his hate and narcissism That to fight the inclination's but in vain Nature inspires our tastes bizarre She paints them only as they are From the darkest corners of the mind as real as the morning sun shall rise, just the same |
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Got out of bed about 3 PM thought it was a holiday
Then my boss called just to tell me I'm late and he's giving my job away Well I took me a walk to the liquor store so I could drink away my blues Spent my last ten bucks, then I dropped the bottle and I broke it all over my shoes So I got home to find the power's shut off, there was someone knocking at my door It was my landlord serving an eviction notice 'cause my checks are bouncing off the floor I pounded my head up against the wall thinking what else could go wrong But this was only the beginning to a real bad day, it wasn't gonna be a lot of fun I knew I should have never gotten out of bed 'Cause of the rain cloud above my head I'm down on my luck and it's plain to see So tell me why does this happen to me? When it rains it pours, when it rains it pours on me When it rains it pours, and there's a storm moving in on me When it rains it pours, raining down on only me When it rains it pours, when it rains it pours I drove across town to go see a friend when I heard a siren on my tail It turned out I had a warrant for my arrest and I couldn't even post the bail So I'm sittin' in a cell for 48 hours keepin' company with thieves and drunks I'm free to go but my car's impounded and I'm thinkin' 'bout becoming a monk So I'm wandering aorund in a catatonic daze now barely a shell of a man I look like I live out of a shopping cart and I'm picking up aluminum cans I staggered my way to an overpass and fell to the dirt asleep I figured out tomorrow is a new day and maybe I could buy myself a life real cheap |
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Woke up this morning and he,
he took a look to the sky The sun was hot and glowing decided today is a good day to die He wasn't sure just how, no he didn't know, but he knew the reasons why No one saw this coming because he kept it all inside Out of control like a runaway train desperate to end all his pain You've got to understand there's a better plan if you can open your eyes You told yourself on your road to ruin Today is a good day, a good day to die Life to you is such a heavy burden Today is a good day, a good day to die So that's what you wanna do? Take the easy way out Suicide's only for cowards, is that what you're all about Are you afraid of the world around you, are you afraid of what might be? Think of the ones who love you all the things you'll never see Out of control like a runaway train desperate to end all his pain You've got to understand there's a better plan if you can open your eyes Friends all around, yet you feel so alone Today is a good day, a good day to die Carry on and you'll find the peace you've never known Today is a good day, a good day to die |
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[Originally performed by Elvis Costello]
I've been on tender-hooks ending in dirty looks Listening to the muzak, thinking 'bout this 'n' that She says that's that, I don't wanna chitter chat Turn it down a little bit or turn it down flat Pump it up when you don't really need it Pump it up until you can feel it Down in the pleasure center, hell bent or heaven sent Listen to the propaganda, listen to the latest slander There's nothing under hand that she wouldn't understand Pump it up until you can feel it Pump it up when you don't really need it She's been a bad girl, she's like a chemical Though you try to stop it, she's like a narcotic You wanna torture her, you wanna talk to her All the things you bought for her, could not get her temperature Pump it up until you can feel it Pump it up when you don't really need it Out in the fashion show, down in the bargain bin You put your passion out under the pressure pin Fall into submission, hit and run transmission No use wishing now for any other sin Pump it up until you can feel it Pump it up when you don't really need it |
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Can you hear the roar? I sounds like a war
It's feeding time at the zoo When their stomachs start growlin' the wolves start to howl For a bite of what's on our menu As they pick up the scent they grow violent And they stampede to the feast No matter where you're at, you're in their habitat And they're bound to be disturbing your peace Your last meal left you dissatisfied Now the zookeepers have arrived First come, first served, you better get in line 'Cause it's super time Yeah, it's feeding time at the zoo If you get too close you'll lose a finger or two Soothing the savage beast in you Is the last thing we wanna do Yeah, it's feeding time at the zoo All the stories you've heard, every one is true The time has come for our rendezvous It's feeding time for me and you See them sweat as the tables are set And the frenzy's about to begin Eagerly they await the chance to swallow the bait And their patience is wearing thin When they no longer bare to delay this affair We serve it up, thick and raw We only cater our way, thrash fuckin' fillets A banquet if you're hungry to brawl |
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