Song Lyrics

VoodooDali · Post by **VoodooDali** » Thu Mar 20, 2003 2:06 am

@Beldin - that was interesting - who's it by?

Masters of War
by
Bob Dylan

Come you masters of war
You that build all the guns
You that build the death planes
You that build the big bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks

You that never done nothin'
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it's your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly

Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain

You fasten the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you set back and watch
When the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion
As young people's blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud

You've thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain't worth the blood
That runs in your veins

How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I'm young
You might say I'm unlearned
But there's one thing I know
Though I'm younger than you
Even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do

Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul

And I hope that you die
And your death'll come soon
I will follow your casket
In the pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I'll stand o'er your grave
'Til I'm sure that you're dead

Beldin · Post by **Beldin** » Thu Mar 20, 2003 2:36 am

Originally posted by VoodooDali
@Beldin - that was interesting - who's it by?

@VooDoo : by Motörhead ...

And here comes another one... by Metallica:

"Master of Puppets"

End of passion play, crumbling away
I'm your source of self-destruction
Veins that pump with fear, sucking darkest clear
Leading on your deaths construction

[Chorus:]
Taste me you will see
more is all you need
you're dedicated to
how I'm killing you

Come crawling faster
obey your Master
your life burns faster
obey your Master
Master

Master of Puppets I'm pulling your strings
twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
Just call my name, `cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name, `cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master
[End Chorus]

Needlework the way, never you betray
life of death becoming clearer
Pain monopoly, ritual misery
chop your breakfast on a mirror

[Chorus]

Master, Master, Where's the dreams that I've been after?
Master, Master, You promised only lies
Laughter, Laughter, All I hear and see is laughter
Laughter, Laughter, laughing at my cries

Hell is worth all that, natural habitat
just a rhyme without a reason
Neverending maze, drift on numbered days
now your life is out of season

[Chorus]
[Fade out with evil laughter].

____________________________________

Worries,

Beldin

Beldin · Post by **Beldin** » Thu Mar 20, 2003 2:43 am

...and since I'm into gloomy Lyrics anyway...

Black Sabbath

"Children of the Sea"

In the misty morning, on the edge of time
We've lost the rising sun, a final sign
As the misty morning rolls away to die
Reaching for the stars, we blind the sky

We sailed across the air before we learned to fly
We thought that it could never end
We'd glide above the ground before we learned to run, run
Now it seems our world has come undone

Oh they say that it's over
And it just had to be
Ooh they say that it's over
We're lost children of the sea, oh

We made the mountains shake with laughter as we played
Hiding in our corner of the world
Then we did the demon dance and rushed to nevermore
Threw away the key and locked the door

Oh they say that it's over, yeah
And it just had to be
Yes they say that it's over
We're lost children of the sea

In the misty morning, on the edge of time
We've lost the rising sun, a final sign
As the misty morning rolls away to die
Reaching for the stars, we blind the sky

Oh they say that it's over, yeah
And it just had to be
Oh they say that it's over
Poor lost children of the sea, yeah

LOOK OUT! The sky is falling down!
LOOK OUT! The world is spinning round and round and round!
LOOK OUT! The sun is going black, black
LOOK OUT! It's never never never coming back, LOOK OUT!

______________________________________

And now excuse me while I go and have a quiet smoke and maybe a drink or five...

Worries,

Beldin

Audace · Post by **Audace** » Thu Mar 20, 2003 11:38 am

Pixies - Velouria

Hold my head
We'll trampoline
Finally through the roof
On to somewhere near
And far in time
Velouria
Her covering
Travelling career
She can really move
Oh velveteen!

My Velouria, my Velouria
Even I'll adore you
My Velouria uh uh uh uh uh uh

Say to me
Where have you been
Finally through the roof
And how does lemur skin
Reflect the sea?

We will wade in the shine of the ever
We will wade in the shine of the ever
We will wade in the tides of the summer
Every summer
Every
My Velouria
My Velouria

Forevergreen
I know she's here
In California
I can see the tears
Of shastasheen

My Velouria, my Velouria
Even I'll adore your
My Velouria

Audace · Post by **Audace** » Thu Mar 20, 2003 12:00 pm

MUSE

"Citizen Erased"

Break me in,
Teach us to cheat
And to lie, cover up
What shouldn't be shared?
All the truth unwinding
Scraping away
At my mind
Please stop asking me to describe him

For one moment
I wish you'd hold your stage
With no feelings at all
Open minded
I'm sure I used to be so free

Self expressed, exhausting for all
To see and to be
What you want and what you need
The truth unwinding
Scraping away
At my mind
Please stop asking me to describe

For one moment
I wish you'd hold your stage
With no feelings at all
Open minded
I'm sure I used to be so free

For one moment
I wish you'd hold your stage
With no feelings at all
Open minded
I'm sure I used to be so free

Wash me away
Clean your body of me
Erase all the memories
They will only bring us pain
And I've seen all I'll ever need

RandomThug · Post by **RandomThug** » Thu Mar 20, 2003 12:10 pm

@Voodoo

That is definitly one of my favorite if not thee favorite Dylan song.

He is so angry, so pissed off.. when you listen to that song he sounds like he wants to go kill them then and now.

Great music.

Audace · Post by **Audace** » Thu Mar 20, 2003 2:50 pm

Translation of a dutch anti-war song during the Vietnam era. Still holds true for a lot of dutchies...

Boudewijn de Groot

Mister President

Mister president goodnight
Sleep tight in your beautiful white house
Don't think too much about all these far away coasts
Where your boys are, lonely, far away from home
Don't think too much about these 46 dead
that mistake with that bombardment
and forget about the fourth of the ten commandments
which you as a good Christian surely know by heart
Don't think about all these young front-line soldiers
dying lonely in the far tropic night
Don't listen to the babbling of the pale pacifistic bunch.
Mister president sleep well

Dream about the victory and the triumph
dream about your beautiful peace ideal
which was never ever gained by bloody murder
Dream about how it will work for you, this time
Don't think about al the people who perish
How much woman and children are murdered
Dream about how you will hold the longest end of the stick
And don't believe a word of the resistance
Bayonets with bloody blades
keep far away from here the watch on your command
for the glory and honor of the free west
Mister president sleep well.

Don't get too frightened when your dreams show you
all these innocent victims
who have died in combat
and who will ask you how much longer this must go on
and it will probably slowly get to you
that there are people who are sick of violence
who can't forget about the blood and misery
for whom a human life still counts
don't dream too much about all these dead people
keep on dreaming about victory and power
don't think about all these wishes for peace
Mister president sleep well

P.S. It sounds more poetic in dutch. ugh this is a bad translation...can't be bothered to do it myself though.

Beldin · Post by **Beldin** » Fri Mar 21, 2003 5:11 am

Another one...

....from "Motörhead"

"Just 'Cos You Got The Power"

You might be a financial wizard,
With a sack of loot,
All I see is a slimy lizard,
With an expensive suit,
Go on and run your corporation,
Go and kiss some ass,
You might buy half of the nation,
But you can't buy class

You bastards think it's funny,
Lyin' and thieving all your life,
Think all there is is money,
Got your future strapped up tight,
Just 'Cos You Got The Power,
That don't mean you got the right

You can take my fingers babe,
You can take my eyes,
You can take my past and future,
It won't make you wise,
You can have me thrown in jail,
You can steal my booze,
You can even read my mail,
Step on my blue suede shoes,

You bastards must be clever,
Got it mapped out in black and whit,
But don't forget you'll never,
Get a dog to walk upright,
Just 'Cos You Got The Power,
That don't mean you got the right

Go on out make another deal,
Feed your big fat face,
Go on out and cop a feel,
Get on somebody's case,
You surely would be satisfied,
If you could have it all,
But time ain't on your side,
You're going to the wall

You think that life's all dollars,
Greed and lust and spite,
But I wasn't born to follow,
Like to get my sleep at night,
Just 'Cos You Got The Power,
That don't mean you got the right

__________________________________

No worries,

Beldin

Tybaltus · Post by **Tybaltus** » Fri Mar 21, 2003 12:05 pm

Well heres a 1-hit wonder worth noting.

China -by Red Rockers

Danced with wind and danced with fire
Killed the truth and called the liar
Bleeding in its mystery when the moon began to fall
Dreamers are not all they seem,
sleeping in her silent dream
She locks it all inside and hides it all away

China, China

Calling out to history
Is that the way it will always be?

China, China

Questions in my hand, and then
answers gone till I don't know when

All you speak and all you hear
Hand that's strong and voice it's clear
An unforgotten memory when the moon begins to call
Called you right and called you wrong
Time, the shadow, sings your song
Don't lock it all inside and hide it all away

China, China

VoodooDali · Post by **VoodooDali** » Fri Mar 21, 2003 7:55 pm

DEMOCRACY
(from the album 'THE FUTURE') by Leonard Cohen

It's coming through a hole in the air,
from those nights in Tiananmen Square.
It's coming from the feel
that this ain't exactly real,
or it's real, but it ain't exactly there.
From the wars against disorder,
from the sirens night and day,
from the fires of the homeless,
from the ashes of the gay:
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.

It's coming through a crack in the wall;
on a visionary flood of alcohol;
from the staggering account
of the Sermon on the Mount
which I don't pretend to understand at all.
It's coming from the silence
on the dock of the bay,
from the brave, the bold, the battered
heart of Chevrolet:
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.

It's coming from the sorrow in the street,
the holy places where the races meet;
from the homicidal *****in'
that goes down in every kitchen
to determine who will serve and who will eat.
From the wells of disappointment
where the women kneel to pray
for the grace of God in the desert here
and the desert far away:
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.

Sail on, sail on
O mighty Ship of State!
To the Shores of Need
Past the Reefs of Greed
Through the Squalls of Hate
Sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on.

It's coming to America first,
the cradle of the best and of the worst.
It's here they got the range
and the machinery for change
and it's here they got the spiritual thirst.
It's here the family's broken
and it's here the lonely say
that the heart has got to open
in a fundamental way:
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.

It's coming from the women and the men.
O baby, we'll be making love again.
We'll be going down so deep
the river's going to weep,
and the mountain's going to shout Amen!
It's coming like the tidal flood
beneath the lunar sway,
imperial, mysterious,
in amorous array:
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.

Sail on, sail on ...

I'm sentimental, if you know what I mean
I love the country but I can't stand the scene.
And I'm neither left or right
I'm just staying home tonight,
getting lost in that hopeless little screen.
But I'm stubborn as those garbage bags
that Time cannot decay,
I'm junk but I'm still holding up this little wild bouquet:
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.

Audace · Post by **Audace** » Fri Mar 21, 2003 8:11 pm

LEONARD COHEN

"Everybody Knows"

Everybody knows that the dice are loaded
Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed
Everybody knows that the war is over
Everybody knows the good guys lost
Everybody knows the fight was fixed
The poor stay poor, the rich get rich
That's how it goes
Everybody knows
Everybody knows that the boat is leaking
Everybody knows that the captain lied
Everybody got this broken feeling
Like their father or their dog just died

Everybody talking to their pockets
Everybody wants a box of chocolates
And a long stem rose
Everybody knows

Everybody knows that you love me baby
Everybody knows that you really do
Everybody knows that you've been faithful
Ah give or take a night or two
Everybody knows you've been discreet
But there were so many people you just had to meet
Without your clothes
And everybody knows

Everybody knows, everybody knows
That's how it goes
Everybody knows

Everybody knows, everybody knows
That's how it goes
Everybody knows

And everybody knows that it's now or never
Everybody knows that it's me or you
And everybody knows that you live forever
Ah when you've done a line or two
Everybody knows the deal is rotten
Old Black Joe's still pickin' cotton
For your ribbons and bows
And everybody knows

And everybody knows that the Plague is coming
Everybody knows that it's moving fast
Everybody knows that the naked man and woman
Are just a shining artifact of the past
Everybody knows the scene is dead
But there's gonna be a meter on your bed
That will disclose
What everybody knows

And everybody knows that you're in trouble
Everybody knows what you've been through
From the bloody cross on top of Calvary
To the beach of Malibu
Everybody knows it's coming apart
Take one last look at this Sacred Heart
Before it blows
And everybody knows

Everybody knows, everybody knows
That's how it goes
Everybody knows

Oh everybody knows, everybody knows
That's how it goes
Everybody knows

Everybody knows

Tybaltus · Post by **Tybaltus** » Tue Mar 25, 2003 5:21 pm

A little bit of a theme....

African and White -by China Crisis

Africana, African and white
you're closer than you really ever know
and we all run the risk of
to remain silent
I don't know

We need your faith and hostility
to be certain of a change
and could you ever recover from
forever recover from this prejudice

Contenders -by Heaven 17

We're going to stop this world from turning
We build it up you knock it down
If you go high then we'll go higher
Beyond the sky without a sound

It's gonna take a lot but we got plenty

Keep building up keep movin' round
If you use ten then we'll use twenty

They're up above and underground - all around
We've won we've lost we've counted up the cost
And we've evened out the scores.
We are contenders

I'm telling you so pay attention

These words of truth come from above
In God we trust and he has told me
I need you now and I'm talking love

We want a piece of what you're selling
Put up your hands and face the wall
How much it costs there is no telling
How much it costs to walk so small - and we're so tall

In truth we dare we people just don't care
We've got you running scared
We are contenders
Rich or poor or hiding from the law
You know what we've got in store
We are contenders
We're black, or white, Arab, Christian, Israelite

We are hiding in plain sight
We are contenders

Don't bother asking for a favour
I always get all that I want

Though some are foolish we are braver

Than those who do not have a bomb
Forget the turning of the seasons
Let's escalate and never stop
And yes we've talked but for no reason
Let's start again right from the top - countdown

Got the world on a string but it ain't got that swing
You speed it up we slow it down

A frontier wilder than the West ever was
No sheriff round this outlaw town
So Superman if you're listening
Help us out you're on the team

For truth and justice, the American way
The fight for right's not what it seems - with laser beams

With gun and sword there is no reward
But we're fighting on
We are contenders
We've won we've lost and we've counted up the cost
And we've evened out the scores
We are contenders
We're black, or white, Arab, Christian, Israelite

We are hiding in plain sight
We are contenders

No virgin birth is going to claim the earth
We know what you're worth we are contenders

People are People -by Depeche Mode

People are people so why should it be
You and I should get along so awfully

So we're different colours
And we're different creeds
And different people have different needs
It's obvious you hate me
Though I've done nothing wrong
I never even met you
So what could I have done

I can't understand
What makes a man
Hate another man
Help me understand

People are people so why should it be
You and I should get along so awfully

Help me understand

Now you're punching and you're kicking
And you're shouting at me
I'm relying on your common decency
So far it hasn't surfaced
But I'm sure it exists
It just takes a while to travel
From your head to your fist

I can't understand
What makes a man
Hate another man

Help me understand

Robnark · Post by **Robnark** » Tue Mar 25, 2003 5:52 pm

the wonderful Coded Language

by Krust, featuring the supreme Saul Williams

Whereas, breakbeats have been the missing link connecting the diasporic community to its drum woven past
Whereas the quantised drum has allowed the whirling mathematicians
to calculate the ever changing distance between rock and stardom.
Whereas the velocity of the spinning vinyl, cross-faded, spun backwards,
and re-released at the same given moment of recorded history, yet at a different moment in time's continuum has allowed history to catch up with the present.

We do hereby declare reality unkept by the changing standards of dialogue.
Statements, such as, "keep it real", especially when punctuating or anticipating modes of ultra-violence inflicted psychologically or physically
or depicting an unchanging rule of events will hence forth be seen as
retro-active and not representative of the individually determined ends.

Furthermore, as determined by the collective consciousness of this state of being and
the lessened distance between thought patterns and their secular manifestations,
the role of men as listening receptacles is to be increased
by a number no less than 70 percent of the current enlisted as vocal aggressors.

Mother****ers better realize, now is the time to self-actualize
We have found evidence that hip hops standard 85 rpm when increased by a number as least half the rate of it's standard
or decreased at ¾ of it's speed may be a determining factor in heightening consciousness.

Studies show that when a given norm is changed in the face of the unchanging,
the remaining contradictions will parallel the truth.

Equate rhyme with reason, Sun with season

Our cyclical relationship to phenomenon has encouraged scholars to erase the
centers of periods, thus symbolizing the non-linear character of cause and
effect
Reject mediocrity!

Your current frequencies of understanding outweigh that which as been given for you to understand.
The current standard is the equivalent of an adolescent restricted to the diet of an infant.
The rapidly changing body would acquire dysfunctional and deformative symptoms
and could not properly mature on a diet of apple sauce and crushed pears
Light years are interchangeable with years of living in darkness.
The role of darkness is not to be seen as, or equated with, Ignorance, but with the unknown, and the mysteries of
the unseen.

Thus, in the name of:
ROBESON, GOD'S SON, HURSTON, AHKENATON, HATHSHEPUT, BLACKFOOT, HELEN, LENNON, KHALO, KALI, THE THREE MARIAS, TARA, LILITHE, LOURDE, WHITMAN, BALDWIN, GINSBERG, KAUFMAN, LUMUMBA, GHANDI, GIBRAN, SHABAZZ, SIDDHARTHA, MEDUSA, GUEVARA, GUARDSIEFF, RAND, WRIGHT, BANNEKER, TUBMAN, HAMER, HOLIDAY, DAVIS, COLTRANE, MORRISON, JOPLIN, DUBOIS, CLARKE, SHAKESPEARE, RACHMNINOV, ELLINGTON, CARTER, GAYE, HATHOWAY, HENDRIX, KUTL, ****ERSON, RIPPERTON, MARY, ISIS, THERESA, PLATH, RUMI, FELLINI, MICHAUX, NOSTRADAMUS, NEFERTITI, LA ROCK, SHIVA, GANESHA, YEMAJA, OSHUN, OBATALA, OGUN, KENNEDY, KING, FOUR LITTLE GIRLS, HIROSHIMA, NAGASAKI, KELLER, BIKO, PERONE, MARLEY, COSBY, SHAKUR, THOSE STILL AFLAMED, AND THE COUNTLESS UNNAMED

We claim the present as the pre-sent, as the hereafter.
We are unraveling our navels so that we may ingest the sun.
We are not afraid of the darkness, we trust that the moon shall guide us.
We are determining the future at this very moment.
We now know that the heart is the philosophers' stone
Our music is our alchemy
We stand as the manifested equivalent of 3 buckets of water and a hand full of minerals,
thus realizing that those very buckets turned upside down
supply the percussion factor of forever.
If you must count to keep the beat then count.
Find you mantra and awaken your subconscious.
Curve you circles counterclockwise
Use your cipher to decipher, Coded Language, man made laws.
Climb waterfalls and trees, commune with nature, snakes and bees.
Let your children name themselves and claim themselves as the new day for
today we are determined to be the channelers of these changing frequencies
into songs, paintings, writings, dance, drama, photography, carpentry,
crafts, love, and love.
We enlist every instrument: Acoustic, electronic.
Every so-called race, gender, and sexual preference.
Every per-son as beings of sound to acknowledge their esponsibility to uplift the consciousness of the entire ****ing World.
Any utterance will be un-aimed, will be disclaimed - two rappers slain
Any utterance will be un-aimed, will be disclaimed - two rappers slain

Gorgan · Post by **Gorgan** » Tue Mar 25, 2003 11:29 pm

My favorite lyrics is from the song called "Wasted Youth" by Meat loaf. Its really long so im not gonna post it.

The Z · Post by **The Z** » Wed Mar 26, 2003 7:12 pm

"Bring Me To Life" - Evanescence feat. Paul McCoy

How can you see into my eyes like open doors
Leading you down into my core
Where i've become so numb without a soul my spirit sleeping Somewhere cold
Until you find it there and lead it back home wake me up inside
Wake me up inside
Call my name and save me from the dark
Bid my blood to run
Before i come undone
Save me from the nothing i've become

Now that i know what i'm without
You can't just leave me
Breathe into me and make me real
Bring me to life

Wake me up inside
Wake me up inside
Call my name and save me from the dark
Bid my blood to run
Before i come undone
Save me from the nothing i've become
Bring me to life

Frozen inside without your touch without your love darling only you are the life among the dead

All this time i can't believe i couldn't see
Kept in the dark but you were there in front of me
I've been sleeping a thousand years it seems got to open my eyes to everything
Without a thought without a voice without a soul
Don't let me die here
There must be something more
Bring me to life

Tamerlane · Post by **Tamerlane** » Thu Mar 27, 2003 2:13 am

Love the awesome lyrics, song ain't that bad either

Outlaw Torn - Metallica

And now I wait my whole lifetime
For you
And now I wait my whole lifetime
For you

I ride the dirt I ride the tide
For you
I search the outside search inside
For you

To take back what you left me
I know I'll always burn to be
The one seeks so I may find
And now I wait my whole lifetime

Outlaw of torn
Outlaw of torn
And I'm torn

So on I wait my whole lifetime
For you
So on I wait my whole lifetime
For you

The more I search the more my need
For you
The more I bless the more I bleed
For you

You make me smash the clock and feel
I'd rather die behind the wheel
Time was never on my side
So on I wait my whole lifetime

Outlaw of torn
Outlaw of torn
Outlaw of torn
And I'm torn

Hear me
And if I close my mind in fear
Please pry it open
See me
And if my face becomes sincere
Beware
Hold me
And when I start to come undone
Stich me together
Save me
And when you see me strut
Remind me of what left this outlaw torn

Hear me
And if I close my mind in fear
Please pry it open
See me
And if my face becomes sincere
Beware
Hold me
And when I start to come undone
Stich me together
And when you see me strut
Remind me of what left this outlaw torn

Audace · Post by **Audace** » Thu Mar 27, 2003 4:10 am

Strawberry Fields Forever (Lennon/McCartney)

Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real and nothing to get hungabout.
Strawberry Fields forever.

Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see.
It's getting hard to be someone but it all works out, it doesn't matter much to me.
Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real and nothing to get hungabout.
Strawberry Fields forever.

No one I think is in my tree, I mean it must be high or low.
That is you can't you know tune in but it's all right, that is I think it's not too bad.
Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real and nothing to get hungabout.
Strawberry Fields forever.

Always, no sometimes, think it's me, but you know I know when it's a dream.
I think I know I mean a 'Yes' but it's all wrong, that is I think I disagree.
Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real and nothing to get hungabout.
Strawberry Fields forever.
Strawberry Fields forever.

Audace · Post by **Audace** » Thu Mar 27, 2003 4:18 am

She Came In Through The Bathroom Window (Lennon/McCartney)

She came in through the bathroom window
Protected by a silver spoon
But now she sucks her thumb and wanders
By the banks of her own lagoon

Didn't anybody tell her?
Didn't anybody see?
Sunday's on the phone to Monday,
Tuesday's on the phone to me

She said she'd always been a dancer
She worked at 15 clubs a day
And though she thought I knew the answer
Well I knew what I could not say.

And so I quit the police department
And got myself a steady job
And though she tried her best to help me
She could steal but she could not rob

Didn't anybody tell her?
Didn't anybody see?
Sunday's on the phone to Monday,
Tuesday's on the phone to me
Oh yeah.

Audace · Post by **Audace** » Thu Mar 27, 2003 4:26 am

The Fool On The Hill (Lennon/McCartney)

Day after day alone on the hill,
The man with the foolish grin is keeping perfectly still,
But nobody wants to know him,
They can see that he's just a fool,
And he never gives an answer,
But the fool on the hill
Sees the sun going down,
And the eyes in his head,
See the world spinning around.

Well on his way his head in a cloud,
The man of a thousand voices talking percetly loud
But nobody ever hears him,
Or the sound he appears to make,
And he never seems to notice,
But the fool on the hill . . .
Nobody seems to like him
They can tell what he wants to do.
And he never shows his feelings,
But the fool on the hill . . .

Audace · Post by **Audace** » Thu Mar 27, 2003 4:27 am

Sorry, had a bit of a Beatles revival this morning....