What are the coolest lyrics you've ever heard?

AsylumAsylum Posts: 871
edited February 2012 in Off Topic
Mine comes from "See Thru" by Staind:

"I pick you apart, little by little,
Till nothing is left but the look on your face.
Once inside out, I can get at what's inside.
Beneath your facade, I can see your disgrace.
The walls that you build up will crumble around you,
The pain you will feel as you wither away.
The sun though it comes up will warm you no longer.
Your strongest emotions I'll make you betray."



  • impossible to choose just one song. hundreds come to mind. it's what i love about songs first. great lyrics.
  • But if you must have specifics...


    You got to be crazy, you gotta have a real need
    You gotta sleep on your toes and when you're on the street
    You got to be able to pick out the easy meat with your eyes closed
    And then moving in silently, down wind and out of sight
    You gotta strike when the moment is right without thinking

    And after a while, you can work on points for style
    Like the club tie, and the firm handshake
    A certain look in the eye and an easy smile
    You have to be trusted by the people that you lie to
    So that when they turn their backs on you
    You'll get the chance to put the knife in

    You gotta keep one eye looking over your shoulder
    You know, it's going to get harder, and harder, and harder
    As you get older
    Yeah, and in the end you'll pack up and fly down south
    Hide your head in the sand
    Just another sad old man
    All alone and dying of cancer

    And when you lose control, you'll reap the harvest you have sown
    And as the fear grows, the bad blood slows and turns to stone
    And it's too late to lose the weight you used to need to throw around
    So have a good drown, as you go down all alone
    Dragged down by the stone

    Gotta admit that I'm a little bit confused
    Sometimes it seems to me as if I'm just being used
    Gotta stay awake, gotta try and shake off this creeping malaise
    If I don't stand my own ground, how can I find my way out of this maze

    Deaf, dumb and blind, you just keep on pretending
    That everyone's expendable, and no one has a real friend
    And it seems to you the thing to do would be to isolate the winner
    Everything's done under the sun
    But you believe at heart everyone's a killer

    Who was born in a house full of pain
    Who was trained not to spit in the fan
    Who was told what to do by the man
    Who was broken by trained personnel
    Who was fitted with collar and chain
    Who was given a pat on the back
    Who was breaking away from the pack
    Who was only a stranger at home
    Who was ground down in the end
    Who was found dead on the phone
    Who was dragged down by the stone
  • or these


    Big man, pig man
    Ha, ha, charade you are
    You well heeled big wheel
    Ha, ha, charade you are
    And when your hand is on your heart
    You're nearly a good laugh
    Almost a joker
    With your head down in the pig bin
    Saying 'Keep on digging'
    Pig stain on your fat chin
    What do you hope to find
    Down in the pig mine?
    You're nearly a laugh
    You're nearly a laugh
    But you're really a cry

    Bus stop rat bag
    Ha, ha, charade you are
    You fucked up old hag
    Ha, ha, charade you are
    You radiate cold shafts of broken glass
    You're nearly a good laugh
    Almost worth a quick grin
    You like the feel of steel
    You're hot stuff with a hatpin
    And good fun with a hand gun
    You're nearly a laugh
    You're nearly a laugh
    But you're really a cry

    Hey you, Whitehouse
    Ha, ha, charade you are
    You house proud town mouse
    Ha, ha, charade you are
    You're trying to keep our feelings off the street
    You're nearly a real treat
    All tight lips and cold feet
    And do you feel abused?
    You got to stem the evil tide
    And keep it all on the inside
    Mary you're nearly a treat
    Mary you're nearly a treat
    But you're really a cry
  • or these


    Harmlessly passing your time in the grassland away;
    Only dimly aware of a certain unease in the air.
    You'd better watch out!
    There may be dogs about
    I looked over Jordan, and I've seen
    Things are not what they seem.

    That's what you get for pretending the danger's not real.
    Meek and obedient you follow the leader
    Down well trodden corridors into the valley of steel.
    What a surprise!
    A look of terminal shock in your eyes.
    Now things are really what they seem.
    No, this is not a bad dream.

    The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want
    He makes me down to lie
    Through pastures green He leadeth me the silent waters by.
    With bright knives He releaseth my soul.
    He maketh me to hang on hooks in high places.
    He converteth me to lamb cutlets,
    For lo, He hath great power, and great hunger.
    When cometh the day we lowly ones,
    Through quiet reflection, and great dedication
    Master the art of Judo,
    Lo, we shall rise up,
    And then we'll make the bugger's eyes water.

    Bleating and babbling we fell on his neck with a scream.
    Wave upon wave of demented avengers
    March cheerfully out of obscurity into the dream.

    Have you heard the news?
    The dogs are dead!
    You better stay home
    And do as you're told.
    Get out of the road if you want to grow old.
  • No more OzzyNo more Ozzy Posts: 46
    edited 3:09AM
    F Dark is on the money here...Pink Floyd Animals.

    Too bad Assylump...you lyrics suggesstion, much like you, is just lame and stupid. Did you write those while sittin on the toilet excercising your brain muscles. Oh I see those SO HEAVY lyrics are by Staind Bed Sheets. Ya a group that is also, like you, LAME.

    I can just see Assylump sittin around in his dark room, drapes pulled, his tom and jerry guitar propped in the corner, his panties around his knees playin find the canoli while this crap staind music 45 is blastin away on his hand me down Close N Play record player. LMAO.

    Perhaps Staind may have more success if they renamed themselve Taint...LMAO.

    Ok Assylump take your "Bo Donaldson and the Heywoods" greatest hits album and move along.

  • AsylumAsylum Posts: 871
    edited 3:09AM
    There's another example of your incredibly immature ways.
    And another example of my reasoning:

    Ah Assylump. How incredibly immature...
    Maybe you're just ashamed because of what I wrote on the Portland, Oregon post in the Europe section. If you haven't seen it, check it out.
    You do have your right to an opinion, but you are still being immature by cyberbullying people.
    Also, I have a Schecter guitar, and until sometime last year, a Dean.
    You'll notice I'm not overly amused by your posts. None of us are. That's because you're not funny. And you never will be, at least not on here with your racist and insulting comments.
    I have a Sony CD player and radio.
    Pop music, to me is some of the stupidest music out there. I only listen to rock music.
    A few seconds ago I remembered and flagged your post.
  • not in particular order but heres a few
    Kiss: I wanna rock n roll all night and party every day,

    pantera: its god d**** electric! domination consumes you and calls you a friend

    Megadeth: Sweating bullets!, in the eye of the tornado! blow me away

    slayer: ill trap you in the pentagram...

    black sabbath; generals gatthered in their masses, ELECTRIC FUNERAL!(also in the low tone voice), children of the grave, etc. :)

    AC/DC; Cause im T.N.T, im your niiiiigghhhtt prolwer i seek in the day, back in black! i hit the sack!

    Van Halen: Panama, hot for teacher, might as well jump

    Peter Frampton: do you feel like we do?

    Ozzy:CRAZY... BABIES! Mr crowley!! ON his way to dinner, crazy... but thats how it gooOOes

    Metallica: Master.. Master, wiskey in the jar-o

    I sing all these songs on a regular day basis lolz

    Rock N Roll man!
  • No more OzzyNo more Ozzy Posts: 46
    edited 3:09AM
    Cyberbullying...lol...go tell your mom ya little wussy.
  • AsylumAsylum Posts: 871
    edited 3:09AM
    Hey where the hell did the other posts go?
  • AsylumAsylum Posts: 871
    edited 3:09AM
    Do you really think I'm affected by what immature trolls say? Because if you do, you're very wrong. I'm 16. I don't cry like an 8 year old. I'm a man, unlike you, who are still a little boy inside, that cries out for attention. I'm not a wussy just because I'm not a douchebag. Seriously, get a life.
  • No more OzzyNo more Ozzy Posts: 46
    edited 3:09AM
    Staind music....LOL. Pitiful!
  • Can someone please tell me what is happening to all the posts? Why are they disappearing?
  • since they're not here, it's a bit tough to know what other posts you'd be referring to. i visit here and Facebook, so i don't remember details like that. what were they about? sometimes there is a page 2 - i didn't check if this has one. somebody hosed the code big time for the threads. they post randomly, not sequentially at all. lolz.
  • "I'm just sitting here watching the wheels go round and round"- John Lennon Song: "Watching the Wheels"

  • Andy JAndy J Posts: 2,654
    Would you like to see the pope at the end of a rope becuase he's a fool?

    Put into context it is just a question, and infers nothing by anyone in the band
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