I think there should be a thread for this.
I’ll start
" hello there, the angel from my nightmare, the shadow in the background of the morgue, the unsuspected victim, of darkness in the valley we can live like jack and Sally if we want…"
- I miss you by blink-182“I have my mother’s dreams, I have my father’s eyes. You can’t take that from me, just go ahead and try.”
-Rise Against-
-Help is on the way-
One of my favorite songs
" the fire raged on for a century, many lives where claimed but eventually the champion stood the rest saw their better, mister Rogers in a blood stained sweater."
" the angels sing out, in immaculate chorus, as down from the heavens, descends chuck Norris, who delivered a kick wich could shatter bones, into the crotch of Indiana jones. Who fell over on the ground, writhing in pain, as batman turned back, into Bruce wane. But chuck saw through, his clever disguis, and crushed batmans head, right between his thighs.
Ultimate showdown of ultimate destiny by lemon demon
“Open the eyes of my heart”
“I see right through to you”
“When things are bad as they can be, the curtains rise so you can see, and the sun sinks to the west and blue fills the sky.”
Can I post whole song?
'I lie awake, staring out at the bleakness of Megadon. City and sky become one, merging
Into a single plane, a vast sea of unbroken grey. The Twin Moons, just two pale orbs as
They trace their way across the steely sky. I used to think I had a pretty good life here,
Just plugging into my machine for the day, then watching Templevision or reading a Temple
Paper in the evening.
‘My friend Jon always said it was nicer here than under the atmospheric domes of the Outer
Planets. We have had peace since 2062, when the surviving planets were banded together under
The Red Star of the Solar Federation. The less fortunate gave us a few new moons.
I believed what I was told. I thought it was a good life, I thought I was happy. Then I found
Something that changed it all…’
[I. Overture]
And the meek shall inherit the earth…
[II. Temples of Syrinx]
…‘The massive grey walls of the Temples rise from the heart of every Federation city. I
Have always been awed by them, to think that every single facet of every life is regulated
And directed from within! Our books, our music, our work and play are all looked after by
The benevolent wisdom of the priests…’
We’ve taken care of everything
The words you hear, the songs you sing
The pictures that give pleasure to your eyes
It’s one for all and all for one
We work together, common sons
Never need to wonder how or why
We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx
Our great computers fill the hallowed halls
We are the Priests, of the Temples of Syrinx
All the gifts of life are held within our walls
Look around at this world we’ve made
Equality our stock in trade
Come and join the Brotherhood of Man
Oh, what a nice, contented world
Let the banners be unfurled
Hold the Red Star proudly high in hand
We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx
Our great computers fill the hallowed halls
We are the Priests, of the Temples of Syrinx
All the gifts of life are held within our walls
[III. Discovery]
‘… Behind my beloved waterfall, in the little room that was hidden beneath the cave, I
Found it. I brushed away the dust of the years, and picked it up, holding it reverently in
My hands. I had no idea what it might be, but it was beautiful…’
‘… I learned to lay my fingers across the wires, and to turn the keys to make them sound
Differently. As I struck the wires with my other hand, I produced my first harmonious sounds
And soon my own music! How different it could be from the music of the Temples! I can’t wait
To tell the priests about it!..’
What can this strange device be?
When I touch it, it gives forth a sound
It’s got wires that vibrate and give music
What can this thing be that I found?
See how it sings like a sad heart
And joyously screams out it’s pain
Sounds that build high like a mountain
Or notes that fall gently like rain
I can’t wait to share this new wonder
The people will all see it’s light
Let them all make their own music
The Priests praise my name on this night
[IV. Presentation]
‘… In the sudden silence as I finished playing, I looked up to a circle of grim,
Expressionless faces. Father Brown rose to his feet, and his somnolent voice echoed
Throughout the silent Temple Hall…’
‘… Instead of the grateful joy that I expected, they were words of quiet rejection!
Instead of praise, sullen dismissal. I watched in shock and horror as Father Brown ground
My precious instrument to splinters beneath his feet…’
I know it’s most unusual
To come before you so
But I’ve found an ancient miracle
I thought that you should know
Listen to my music
And hear what it can do
There’s something here as strong as life
I know that it will reach you
Yes, we know, it’s nothing new
It’s just a waste of time
We have no need for ancient ways
The world is doing fine
Another toy will help destroy
The elder race of man
Forget about your silly whim
It doesn’t fit the plan
I can’t believe you’re saying
These things just can’t be true
Our world could use this beauty
Just think what we might do
Listen to my music
And hear what it can do
There’s something here as strong as life
I know that it will reach you
Don’t annoy us further!
We have our work to do
Just think about the average
What use have they for you?
Another toy will help destroy
The elder race of man
Forget about your silly whim
It doesn’t fit the Plan!
[V. Oracle: The Dream]
‘… I guess it was a dream, but even now it all seems so vivid to me. Clearly yet I see
The beckoning hand of the oracle as he stood at the summit of the staircase…’
‘… I see still the incredible beauty of the sculptured cities and the pure spirit of man
Revealed in the lives and works of this world. I was overwhelmed by both wonder and
Understanding as I saw a completely different way to life, a way that had been crushed
By the Federation long ago. I saw now how meaningless life had become with the loss of
All these things…’
I wandered home though the silent streets
And fell into a fitful sleep
Escape to realms beyond the night
Dream can’t you show me the light?
I stand atop a spiral stair
An oracle confronts me there
He leads me on light years away
Through astral nights, galactic days
I see the works of gifted hands
That grace this strange and wondrous land
I see the hand of man arise
With hungry mind and open eyes
They left the planet long ago
The elder race still learn and grow
Their power grows with purpose strong
To claim the home where they belong
Home to tear the Temples down…
Home to change!
[VI. Soliloquy]
‘… I have not left this cave for days now, it has become my last refuge in my total
Despair. I have only the music of the waterfall to comfort me now. I can no longer live
Under the control of the Federation, but there is no other place to go. My last hope is
That with my death I may pass into the world of my dream, and know peace at last.’
The sleep is still in my eyes
The dream is still in my head
I heave a sigh and sadly smile
And lie a while in bed
I wish that it might come to pass
Not fade like all my dreams…
Just think of what my life might be
In a world like I have seen!
I don’t think I can carry on
Carry on this cold and empty life
My spirits are low in the depths of despair
My lifeblood…
… Spills over…
[VII. The Grand Finale]
Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation
Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation
Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation
We have assumed control
We have assumed control
We have assumed control
The part with ‘Quotes’ are not part of the lyrics, but are quotes from the person the song is about (And were placed before the lyrics on the album). Also on the album, it says,
“Lyrics by Neil Pert
With acknowledgements to the genius of Ayn Rand.”
Ghost by Kid Cudi:
I hope they understand, that I really understand, that… they dont understand.
Yes
All I do is win win win no matter what
Got money on my mind I can never get enough
And every time I step up in the building
Everybody hands go up
And they stay there, and they say yeah, and they stay there
Up, down, up, down, up down
And if you goin’ in, put your hands in the air, make 'em stay there.
DJ Khaled Feat Ludacris, Rick Ross, Snoop Dog, and T-Pain- All I do is win. So catchy!
I heard you collapse behind the lavatory stall
Consuming anything that pokes its head in and out the wall.
-I Set My Friends On Fire
“It’s probably been said that it’s always been said, we were already dead.”
We’re not joking just jokin we’re not joking just joking we’re not joking
I’m more a fan of instrumental music.
Regrets, I’ve had a few… But then again too few to mention – Frank Sinatra, My Way
“You say that God is dead, but you’re rippin’ me off” Skillet - Rippin Me Off
This is the only thing I can think of right now, but I still love it.
I couldn’t pick one lyric so I picked the whole song…
Selling The News"
Welcome to the Holy City; the silver screen
Built with a lens and a low self esteem
A teenager’s plea for meaning and means
We’re selling the news
See, opinions are easier to swallow than facts
The greys instead of the whites and the blacks
If you shoot it too straight it won’t come back
We’re selling the news
See, money speaks volumes louder than words
And virtues with wings, maybe not quite at first
But salaries are paid by the ads not the verbs
We’re selling the news
See, all men are equal; all is for sale
A powerful dog has been chasing his tail
The lowest common denominator prevails
We’re selling the news
I wanna believe you, I wanna believe
But everything is in-between
The fact is fiction, the fact is fiction
I wanna believe you, I wanna believe
But everything is in-between
The fact is fiction
Suspicion is the new religion
America listens as the story is told
With the eye on the truth as the story unfolds
But the ratings determine which story was sold
We’re selling the news
Begging the question, mongering fears
Stroking the eyes and tickling ears
The truth is seldom just as it appears
We’re selling the news
I wanna believe you, I wanna believe
But everything is in-between
The fact is fiction, the fact is fiction
I wanna believe you, I wanna believe
But everything is in-between
The fact is fiction, the fact is fiction
I can see your talking heads
On the television set
On the Internet they said
The fact is fiction
Suspicion is the new religion
Substance, oh, substance, where have you been?
You’ve been replaced by the masters of spin
Who make good looking books and write history in
We’re selling the news
The lines start to blur; I get so confused I get shiny new models mixed up with the blues I get binary code mixed up with abuse The facts are simply one option to choose
When nothing is sacred, there’s nothing to lose When nothing is sacred, all is consumed We’re still on the air, it must be the truth We’re selling the news
I wanna believe you, I wanna believe
But everything is in-between
The fact is fiction, the fact is fiction
I wanna believe you, I wanna believe
But everything is in-between
The fact is fiction, the fact is fiction
I wanna believe you, I wanna believe
But everything I see is greed
The fact is fiction
Suspicion is the new religion
Tears in Heaven by Eric Clapton (full song)
The River by Bruce Springsteen (with the full talking intro)
“You’re such a dumb f**k
You need to shut up
You bring a picture of me every time you get your hair cut”
Tragic Magic-Falling in Reverse
“It ain’t no use a-talking to me
It’s just the same as talking to you.”
“I feel betrayed as i start to only see, that people are much duller, than their painted colours, just like i think. And i hope you will, and i hope you kill, everything that I am, everything that i stand for. But is it easier to fight? I always feel I’m on the wrong side.” -A Guidance from Colour, Twin Atlantic
carry on my wayward son. they’ll be peace when you are done.