Post Lyrics here they can be things you made up or from a band you really like, such as



or

oh god not splitknot.........


Razorlight!
Frans Ferdinand

why not...

I don't like Slipknot either but i do like Franz Ferdinand, they're pretty damn (can we say that) good

(I like Mike Oldfield.)

Hmm... lyrics.... No Dream - Mike Oldfield

Yeah, Mike Oldfield is very good

I Write Sins, Not Tragedies lyrics



Oh, well imagine,
As I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor,
And I can't help but to hear,
No, I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words,

What a beautiful wedding,
What a beautiful wedding,
Says a bridesmaid to a waiter,
Oh yes, but what a shame,
What a shame the poor groom's bride is a whore,

[Chorus:]
I chime in with a,
"Haven't you people ever heard of closing the goddamn door?"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things,
With a sense of poise and rationality.

I chime in,
"Haven't you people ever heard of, closing the goddamn door?"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things,
With a sense of,

Well in fact,
Well I'll look at it this way,
I mean technically our marriage is saved,
Well this calls for a toast so pour the champagne,

Oh, Well in fact,
Well I'll look at it this way,
I mean technically our marriage is saved,
Well this calls for a toast so pour the champagne, pour the champagne.

[Chorus x4]

The Only Difference Between Martyrdom And Suicide Is Press Coverage lyrics
Sit tight, I'm gonna need you to keep time,
C'mon, just snap, snap, snap your fingers for me,
Good, good now we're making some progress,
Come on just tap, tap, tap your toes to the beat,

And I believe this may call for a proper introduction, and well,
Don't you see? I'm the narrator, and this is just the prologue.

[Chorus:]
Swear to shake it up, if you swear to listen,
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be, your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives
[x2]

Applause, applause, No wait, wait,
Dear studio audience, I've an announcement to make,
It seems the artists these days are not who you think,
So we'll pick back up on that on another page,

And I believe this may call for a proper introduction, and well,
Don't you see? I'm the narrator and this is just the prologue.

[Chorus x2]

Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen,
Swear to shake it up, oh, you swear to listen
Swear to shake it up, swear to shake it up,

[Chorus x2]

It's Time To Dance lyrics


Well she's not bleeding on the ballroom floor,
Just for the attention,
Cause that's just ridiculously on,
But she sure is gonna get it,

Here's the setting,
Fashion magazines line the walls now,
The walls line the bullet holes,
You sure, you sure you let her have it,
You sure, you sure,

[Chorus:]
Have some composure,
And where is your posture?
Oh no no,
You're pulling the trigger,
Pulling the trigger all wrong,
[x2]

Give me envy,
Give me malice,
Give me attention,
Give me envy,
Give me malice,
Baby, give me a break,

When I say shotgun, you say wedding
Shotgun, Wedding,
Shotgun, Wedding,

Well she didn’t choose this role,
But she’ll play it and make it sincere,
So you cry, you cry,
(Baby, give me a break)
But they believe it from the tears,
And the teeth right down to the blood,
At her feet,
Boys will be boys,
Hiding in estrogen and wearing aubergine dreams,
(Baby, give me a break)

[Chorus x2]

Come on this is screaming photo op, op,
(It's time to dance)
Come on this is screaming photo op, op,
(It's time to dance)
Come on, come on,
This is screaming,
This is screaming,
This is screaming photo op,
(It's time to dance)

Have some composure,
And where is your posture?
(You sure, you sure let her have it)
You're pulling the trigger, pulling the trigger,
(You sure, you sure,)

Give me envy,
Give me malice,
Give me attention,
Give me envy,
Give me malice,
Baby, give me a break,
When I say shotgun, you say wedding,
Shotgun, Wedding,
Shotgun, Wedding,

Boys will be boys,
Hiding in estrogen, and boys will be boys,
Boys will be boys,
Hiding in estrogen and wearing aubergine dreams.

all of those songs are by Panic! at the Disco

Life is a waterfall
We’re one in the river
And one again after the fall
Swimming through the void
We hear the word
We lose ourselves
But we find it all....
Cause we are the ones that want to play
Always want to go
But you never want to stay
And we are the ones that want to choose
Always want to play
But you never want to lose
Aerials, in the sky
When you lose small mind
You free your life
Life is a waterfall
We drink from the river
Then we turn around and put up our walls
Swimming through the void
We hear the word
We lose ourselves
But we find it all...
Cause we are the ones that want to play
Always want to go
But you never want to stay
And we are the ones that want to choose
Always want to play
But you never want to lose
Aerials, in the sky
When you lose small mind
You free your life
Aerials, so up high
When you free your eyes eternal prize
Aerials, in the sky
When you lose small mind
You free your life
Aerials, so up high
When you free your eyes eternal prize

I’ve been walking through your streets,
Where all you money’s earning,
Where all your biulding’s crying,
And clueless neckties working,
Revolving fake lawn houses,
Housing all your fears,
Desensitized by tv,
Overbearing advertising,
God of consumerism,
And all your crooked pictures,
Looking good, mirrorism,
Filtering information,
For the public eye,
Designed for profiteering,
Your neighboor, what a guy.

Boom, boom, boom, boom,
Every time you drop the bomb,
You kill the God your child has born.
Boom, boom, boom, boom.

Modern globalization,
Coupled with condemnations,
Unnecessary death,
Matador corporations,
Puppeting your frustrations,
With the blinded flag,
Manufacturing consent
Is the name of the game,
The bottom line is money,
Nobody gives a I said a bad word, Gladstone please warn me!.
4000 hungry children die per hour,
From starvation,
While billions spent on bombs,
Create death showers.

Boom, boom, boom, boom,
Every time you drop the bomb,
You kill the God your child has born.
Boom, boom, boom, boom
Boom/boom/boom/boom/boom/boom/boom

Why, why, why, why must we kill, kill, kill, kill, our own, own, own, own kind...

Boom, boom, boom, boom,
Every time you drop the bomb,
You kill the God your child has born.
Boom, boom, boom, boom
Boom/boom/boom/boom/boom/boom/boom/boom
Every time you drop the bomb.

Wake up
(wake up)
Grab a brush and put on a little make up
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup
(hide the scars to fade away the shakeup)
Why’d you leave the keys up on the table
There you go create another fable
You wanted to
Grab a brush and put on a little makeup
You wanted to
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup
You wanted to
Why’d you leave the keys up on the table
I don’t think you trust in my self righteous suicide
I cry when angels deserve to die (die)
Wake up
(wake up)
Grab a brush and put on a little make up
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup
(hide the scars to fade away the shakeup)
Why’d you leave the keys up on the table
There you go create another fable
You wanted to
Grab a brush and put on a little makeup
You wanted to
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup
You wanted to
Why’d you leave the keys up on the table
I don’t think you trust in my self righteous suicide
I cry when angels deserve to die
In my self righteous suicide
I cry when angels deserve to die
Father father father father
Father into your hand I comend my spirit
Father into your hand why have you forsaken me in your eyes
Forsaken me in your thoughts
Forsaken me in your heart
Forsaken me ohh
Trust in my self righteous suicide
I cry when angels deserve to die
In my self righteous suicide
I cry when angels deserve to die

those two songs are by SOAD they are inorder ariels, boom, and chop suey

Wow this is the first thread ever in th off topic forum.

Resurrecting an old topic just to say that is spam.

You have caught me on the wrong day Apocrypha.

One day ban.

And lock.

P.S. I do like Panic! at the Disco though.

I've been banned?

Have now.

*sigh*