Song Lyrics, the second edition

[dragon wench]

Have to confess, I rather like this particular "Girl Anthem."

Bitch

I hate the world today
You're so good to me
I know but I can't change
tried to tell you but you look at me like maybe I'm an angel
underneath
innocent and sweet
Yesterday I cried
You must have been relieved to see the softer side
I can understand how you'd be so confused
I don't envy you
I'm a little bit of everything
all rolled into one

Chorus:
I'm a bitch, I'm a lover
I'm a child, I'm a mother
I'm a sinner, I'm a saint
I do not feel ashamed
I'm your hell, I'm your dream
I'm nothing in between
You know you wouldn't want it any other way

So take me as I am
This may mean you'll have to be a stronger man
Rest assured that when I start to make you nervous
and I'm going to extremes
tomorrow I will change
and today won't mean a thing

Chorus

Just when you think you've got me figured out
the season's already changing
I think it's cool you do what you do
and don't try to save me

Chorus

I'm a bitch, I'm a tease
I'm a goddess on my knees
when you hurt, when you suffer
I'm your angel undercover
I've been numbed, I'm revived
can't say I'm not alive
You know I wouldn't want it any other way


Meredith Brooks

[Tricky]

Ah, I know that one. Mel Gibson attempts to sing to that song in 'What Women Want', while he tries on panties and waxes his legs. It's pretty funny.

[Fiberfar]

Queensrÿche - Revolution Calling

For a price I'd do about anything except pull the trigger,
For that I'd need a pretty good cause.
Then I heard of Dr. X the man with the cure.
Just watch the television, yeah you'll see
There's something going on.

Got no love for politicians or that crazy scene in D.C.
It's just a power mad town.
The time is ripe for changing.
There's a growing feeling
That taking a chance on a new kind of vision is due.

I used to trust the media to tell me the truth.
Now I see payoffs everywhere I look.
Who do you trust when everyone is a crook?

Revolution calling,
Revolution calling you.
There's a revolution calling.
A revolution calling. Gotta push, gotta push it
on through.

Well I'm tired of all this [removed]
They keep on selling me on TV about the communist plan.
And all the shady preachers begging for my cash,
Swiss bank accounts while giving their secretaries
the slam.
They're all in Penthouse now or Playboy Magazine,
Million dollars stories to tell.
I guess Warhol wasn't wrong fame fifteen minutes long,
Everyone using everybody making the sell.

I used to think that only America's way was right.
Now the holy dollar rules everybody's lives,
Gotta make a million doesn't matter who dies.

Revolution calling,
Revolution calling you.
There's a revolution calling.
A revolution calling. Gotta push, gotta push it
on through.

I used to trust the media to tell me the truth.
Now I see payoffs everywhere I look.
Who do you trust when everyone is a crook?

Revolution calling,
Revolution calling you.
There's a revolution calling.
A revolution calling. Gotta push, gotta push it
on through.

[Wajal]

In the evening of lost hopes and dreams - Me


In the evening of lost hopes and dreams
I am standing on my pearch
looking down

In the evening of lost hopes and dreams
I am standing on my pearch
looking down

looking on the people
running around
reacting only
to what they in this moment found

In the evening of lost hopes and dreams
I am standing on my pearch
looking down

looking on the people
running around
reacting only
to what they in this moment found

Sometimes I wish
I was not one of them
seemingly brainless
and stuiped to no ends

but I am what I am
one of humankind
standing on my pearch
looking down

sometimes I ask
why are they running
never to stop
to look around

its easy to see
up on my pearch
but I ask
if I was down there
would I see it so clear

In the evening of lost hopes and dreams
I am standing on my pearch
lookind down

In the evening of lost hopes and dreams
I am standing on my pearch
lookind down