Everyday is Like Sunday - Morrissey

Trudging slowly over wet sand
Back to the bench where your clothes were stolen
This is the coastal town
That they forgot to close down
Armageddon - come armageddon!
Come, armageddon! come!

Everyday is like sunday
Everyday is silent and grey

Hide on the promenade
Etch a postcard :
"how I dearly wish I was not here"
In the seaside town
...that they forgot to bomb
Come, come, come - nuclear bomb

Everyday is like sunday
Everyday is silent and grey

Trudging back over pebbles and sand
And a strange dust lands on your hands
(and on your face...)
(on your face ...)
(on your face ...)
(on your face ...)

Everyday is like sunday
"win yourself a cheap tray"
Share some greased tea with me
Everyday is silent and grey

Sounds like you need a new job

AlfofMelmak said:

Work...I Only Work With Mary Jane!!!

[Krayzie Bone]
Take me
Higher, higher, baby
Can you feel it?? (feel it, feel it, feel it)
Do you feel the same weed high that I feel??
Cuz I'm so high (reefer makes you feel that way)
And I feeling so right
Roll (roll), let's smoke, I got to get high
I been high since the last song (off that la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
And i just been smokin' and smokin'
Smoke another blunt, roll another up
You know that weed can really ease your mind
Everytime I smoke a reefer that indo high makes me fly
If everybody smoked a blunt, believe the mind, the world could be a better
place
If everybody took a break and we all just got wasted
Toked out(out, out out), smoked out(out, out, out), choked out(out, out,
out), pull another O (out, out, out)
Let's get P-O-D-ded (P-O-D-ded, P-O-D-ded)

[Chorus]
[Bizzy Bone]
The weed can't get no better (no better baby)

[Bizzy Bone]
20 dollar hollars, all day, everyday
Come around my way, you gone want to stay
Weed makes me hungry, happy, and all I can say
Sure I need some more
Don't make we wait, stay awake, fake sleep,
got the weed between the sheets
Catch me
Mary j blessed me
Open up the door, stimulate your mind, slide my momma the blunt
Open up to what you talkin' bout (you don't really want)
Lovin' them high times (lovin' them high times)
I never been in high times (but could you tell me)
Am I high enough (am I high enough)
Am I high enough (am I high enough)

[Wish Bone]
I remeber being a little thug
Weed, really didn't know what it was
Then I took a puff and I realized
I should always, stay high
The weed (the weed), makes me feel alright (alright)
If you feel like i feel, I got half on yo dime
If you got weed smoke it, I'm a real weed smoker
If it's mine then I would
since its yours you could, you should
If I ain't there when you blaze a blunt nigga huh, please think of me
Cuz you know I nigga like to get high (high), high and free
Smokin' all night, feelin' all right
Bone Thugs get high, so high
High, high, all night, high, high
So high

[Flesh-N-Bone]
Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my my my my
I know you wonder why I do a little sky
And I soar up so high
This mornin' I was in my bed
Bangin' and ringin' inside my head
I wanted to make love to you baby, but last night I got P-O-Ded instead
So please don't go away, that's all I got to say
Is I gotta have you mary j
Such a heavenly feelin' I get when i'm taking fat ass blunts to the brain
Without it i'm gonna say and I wish we really can
Kick it at home in America, like it was on in amsterdam
You heard enough, you heard it all, nothin' but a, a really thug nigga
Nothin' less than a killa, I'm out in front makin' my scrilla
I'm happy to know , the slide is the ball, and kick as strong as me
You rippin' the bone like me, can get it as long as me

[Layzie Bone]
Sd when I need to free my mind
I can find, satisfaction in a bag of weed
Everything I need, leave it to the trees
It can make me feel better, and everyday I wave
Niggas rollin' up blunts, and mo blunts, and mo blunts
And I, keep a case of sweets in my trunk
So when I'm rollin', smokin', chokin', just floatin'
Through the city in my drop top
Glock cop, rollin', just rollin'
Me and mary jane
Its my world, its my thang
The way she penetrates my brain
Buddah, done blessed me with game
Good game, you wanna chop it up, we can kick it, smoke a fatty to the dome
Nigga lay high, thugged out, smokin', all, night, long

Chorus til fade

Cloudbuster said:

Too easy...

Everything Sucks - The Descendents

Got Up This Morning To Make Some Coffee
Everything Sucks Today
Prayed Someone Hired A Hitman To Off Me
Everything Sucks Today
Got Up On The Wrong Side Of Life This Morning
Nothin Today Is Gonna Go My Way
Horoscope Told Me Lies This Morning
I Don't Think Anything Is Gonna Be Okay
Today
Everything Sucks Today
Everything Sucks Today
Everything Sucks Today
Right Girl Didn't Call And The Wrong One's Knocking
Everything Sucks Today
Flat Tire On My Car So I Guess I'm Walking
Everything Sucks Today
Taxman Came And Took My Money
Now All My Other Bills Are Gonna Be Late
My Girlfriend's Moving In This Morning
I Don't Think Anything Is Gonna Be Okay
Today
Everything Sucks Today
Everything Sucks Today
Everything Sucks Today
Got Up On The Wrong Side Of Life This Morning
Nothing Today Is Gonna Go My Way
Horoscope Told Me Lies This Morning
I Don't Think Anything Is Gonna Be Okay
Today
Everything Sucks Today
Everything Sucks Today
Everything Sucks Today

More Descendents...

This Place Sucks - The Descendents

This place sucks
I haven't found a single thing to call my own
And there's nothing left for me to do
Just play the game, pretend to do work
No my boss isn't a jerk
It's just this place
This place sux
I been slinking throught the halls
Like an unwashed dog
And everybody treats me like a criminal
Talk about me behind my back
At least I don't have a stick up my ass
Like the people in this place
This place sucks
I feel my confidence draining away
I feel them laughing at me everyday
I never thought it would end up this way
Good thing I'm not going to stay
This place sucks
I haven't found a single friend in
Three whole years
Cause there's nobody here but the Bible boys
Talking about their white bread politics
Gotta leave the room
Cause you're making me sick
Gotta leave this place
This place sucks

FRANKLY, MR. SHANKLY Lyrics
The Smiths

Frankly, Mr. Shankly, this position I've held
It pays my way, and it corrodes my soul
I want to leave, you will not miss me
I want to go down in musical history

Frankly, Mr. Shankly, I'm a sickening wreck
I've got the 21st century breathing down my neck
I must move fast, you understand me
I want to go down in celluloid history, Mr. Shankly


Fame, Fame, fatal Fame
It can play hideous tricks on the brain
But still I'd rather be Famous
Than righteous or holy, any day
Any day, any day


But sometimes I'd feel more fulfilled
Making Christmas cards with the mentally ill
I want to live and I want to Love
I want to catch something that I might be ashamed of


Frankly, Mr. Shankly, this position I've held
It pays my way and it corrodes my soul
Oh, I didn't realise that you wrote poetry
I didn't realise you wrote such bloody awful poetry, Mr. Shankly


Frankly, Mr. Shankly, since you ask
You are a flatulent pain in the arse
I do not mean to be so rude
Still, I must speak frankly, Mr. Shankly

Oh, give us your money !

Bobby McFerrin

Here's a little song I wrote
You might want to sing it note for note
Don't worry, be happy
In every life we have some trouble
But when you worry you make it double
Don't worry, be happy
Don't worry, be happy now

Don't worry, be happy Don't worry, be happy
Don't worry, be happy Don't worry, be happy

Ain't got no place to lay your head
Somebody came and took your bed
Don't worry, be happy
The landlord say your rent is late
He may have to litigate
Don't worry, be happy
Don't worry, be happy

Zthe9s said:

You have a good job!

PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, LET ME GET WHAT I WANT Lyrics
The Smiths

Good times for a change
See, the luck I've had
Can make a good man
Turn bad

So please please please
Let me, let me, let me
Let me get what I want
This time


Haven't had a dream in a long time
See, the life I've had
Can make a good man bad


So for once in my life
Let me get what I want
Lord knows, it would be the first time
Lord knows, it would be the first time

applekisses said:

What a great song!

IceNine said:

EAT OR BE EATEN
Iggy Pop

i got nothin to eat in this old house
i gotta go out and catch a mouse
i can't be wrong so i gotta be right
it's eat or be eaten
something's hungry like a hunter
and it's probing like a fingerrr
as the drumbeat keeps things hurrying
that's the part that's so appealing
it's the beat that dominates
each breath you draw
each step you take
strike or be stncken
eat or be eaten yum yum yum yum
eat or be eaten
your skills are highly specialized
but still that girl can magnetize
you sense the hunger in her eyes
it's beat or be beaten
there's no softness in her eyes
a weird dull glint is in her eyes
with a stubborn will to tantalize
like some cheap devil in disguise
and it's troubling me
hell it's nervy that's what it is
eat or be eaten
beat or be beaten
strike or be stricken
the night is dark the night is pulp
tilt back your head and take a gul
of air that's screamed a thousand times
the main thing is to victimize
it's just the night for a conquenng tribe
oh, it's just the night for a conquering tribe
eat or be eaten
beat or be beaten
faster than the arrow flies
or the man who smiles while he lies
it's just the night for a conquering tribe
and the girls are calling in a yellow dress
that girl is calling in a yellow dress
she says eat eat eat here boys
eat eat eat here boys
and then a bop a doo ba doop ba abop
a dooba ba bop bohma bop a doo bop bohm
a doopee dee a dop adoop
a bum bayo bayum bohmbayumbohm ooohh..

IceNine said:

It's a classic!

Twilight Of A Champion
The The


The rising moon faces the sickening sun,
as the lights in the tower blocks go on, one by one,
A big shot, overlooking this black iron skyline--
Surrounded by his symbols of prosperity--
Sits back in his new leather chair
ripped off the back of some unfortunate beast.
I'm smiling through my teeth.
Anybody can be a millionaire,
so everybody's gotta try
but by the laws of this human jungle
only the heartless will survive.
& down there--but for the grace of god
--go I.

The smoke & the steam, & the broken down dreams,
the hope, & the hunger, frustration & anger,
the little drunken lives,--
driven' through the traffic lights
& away from who they are!

But I've been thinking of you--
In this great city of great solitude.

Crossin' the central reservation, of my imagination,
Searchin' for the world I...left behind.
A shadow hunting shadows of childhood life.
It's all I want--& all I miss--
but how can I return, to a place that don't exist!!

from Mombosa to Miami, Beiruit to Bangladesh,
I've flown around the world standing
on the wing of a jet.
tryin' to salvage my emotions
from the bottom of the oceans--

Y'see I sold my soul, to pay for my dinner.
My stomach grew fatter, but my heart grew thinner,
I ain't foolin' I'm fallin', I wasn't wicked, just weak,
I ain't lyin' I'm dyin', crippled by deceit--

Oh the hand that wrote the agony
has just begun--
Will be the hand that pulls the trigger
--of this gun!!!

I'm sure there's a Skinny Puppy song that fits my job.

This Sad Burlesque - Elvis Costello

I write in hopes that by the time you get this letter
We may live to see a change for the better
Or are we so devoted to these wretched selfish motives
When the cold facts and figures all add up
They cannot contradict this sad burlesque

This sad burlesque
With miserable failures making entertainment of our fate
Laughter cannot dignify of elevate
This sad burlesque

Now can they recall being young and idealistic
Before wading knee-deep in hogwash and arithmetic
The pitying smirk
The argument runs like clockwork
Will run down eventually and splutter to a stop

P.S. Well by now you know the worst of it
And we've heard all the alibis that they've rehearsed
The smug predictions
If it's not a contradiction
Keep faith in human nature
And have mercy on the creatures in this sad burlesque

teller said:

teller said:

Smothered Hope - Skinny Puppy

Withered rope you hang
What's empty can't remain to put it simply
In time cry the hollow words to sing with false disguise
Smothered hope
Fly from sorrow for a new divine tomorrow
I just don't want to know anymore
Llife shifts up and down everybody knows it's wrong
Why don't you care? Now does it seem fair?
It's not in the rhyme or reason
So it goes with every season
Crawl to top, fall through bottom
First hand love is really rotten
Slice of life find what's plenty
Inch towards a sanctuary
Light with me inside the womb
I know everyone, everybody knows it's me
It's my voice, my voice cries out obscenity
Sightless eye, regard my past, sometimes it should
I just don't want to know anymore.

IceNine said:

That's a great song...

applekisses said:

All Skinny Puppy songs are great... barring those on that travesty of an album called The Process.

i dont wanna work...i just wanna bang on the drum all day

violett said:

co-sign!!!