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Char, NC Music Lyric's... post the weirdest, coolest or just your favorite...

Discussion in 'South East Regional Discussion' started by TuskenFan, Oct 14, 2007.

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  1. TuskenFan

    TuskenFan Jedi Padawan star 4

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    Please keep them clean though, don't want anyone getting banned...
    If you can, post the band name, album title and song title, thanks...

    Anyway, here are a few of my favorites.

    Band: Clutch
    Album: selftitled
    Song: Animal Farm

    Listen up you stinking maggots, it seems you just don't get it.
    Well I've been appointed to inform you, your days are numbered.
    You would cry, you would scream
    If you knew half the things I see.
    Please, please just do as I say,
    Repent and leave your evil ways.

    Meanwhile....planes drop from the sky,
    People disappear and bullets fly.
    Little grey men are coming our way,
    (Tastes just like chicken, they say.)
    Actually they're all around.
    Secret bunkers underground.
    Round 'em up, skin 'em alive,
    Rolling, rolling, rolling, rawhide.

    Carter is a clone.
    Dozen brothers 'round the globe.
    MJ-12 damned us to hell.
    Scroll & Key, Skull & Bone.
    It's only just begun.
    The best is yet to come.
    Area 51,
    The spawn of Babylon.

    Couldn't give a damn about "J.F.K.",
    Everything's conspiracy.
    Wouldn't be surprised if they have their way
    (Tastes just like chicken, they say.)
    I know it's hard to swallow.
    It must sound too far fetched.
    But you can bet your bottom dollar
    I ain't going like the rest.

    Band: Clutch
    Album: selftitled
    Song: Escape From The Prison Planet

    Then against my better judgment I went walking out that door.
    I smiled at one person then I nodded to three more.
    One man asked me for a dollar, I asked him, "What's it for?"
    He said, "I have seen them." I said, "O.K., it's yours."
    And as featured on the MTV, the local high school lets out,
    And the town becomes anarchy.
    Parties are crashed, skid marks are measured.
    The story's in the paper, you may read it at your leisure.

    Get out.
    Eject.
    Escape From the Prison Planet.
    Get out.
    Eject.
    Escape From the Prison Planet.

    And to the tune of a billion dollars, I supplied to the D.O.E.
    Some tasty little nuggets of alien technology.
    And as one might expect, I've been harassed for years.
    The Men In Black have been bending my ear.
    As a matter of fact, they were just here today,
    But I escaped them through a secret passageway.
    Once I lived there for one thousand days.

    Get out.
    Eject.
    Escape From the Prison Planet.
    Get out.
    Eject.
    Escape From the Prison Planet.

    I have plans for the future, guess they're futuristic plans.
    Move out west and buy some desert lands.
    Maybe up North, just past Alaska.
    You know nothing of this if they ask you.
    Red Rover, Red Rover, Bob Lazar's coming over.
    So honey clear the airstrip and light up that stove.
    By Jove, I think it's started. Oh yeah,
    Escape From the Prison Planet.

    Billion people harvest on Mars.
    Rebuild the remnants of the obelisk,
    One mile from the pyramid.
    Escape From the Planet of the Apes.
    Go forth, ad infinitum.
    Return the relics to the Elephant.
    And Atlantis rises.

    Get out.
    Eject.
    Escape From the Prison Planet.
    Ejector seat ignite.

    Billion people harvest on Mars.
    Rebuild the remnants of the obelisk,
    One mile from the pyramid.
    Escape From the Planet of the Apes.
    Go forth, ad infinitum.
    Return the relics to the Elephant.
    And Atlantis rises.

    Band: Clutch
    Album: selftitled
    Song: Spacegrass

    Dodge Swinger 1973, Galaxy 500,
    All the way stars' green, gotta go.
    Dodge Swinger 1973, top down, chassis low,
    Panel dim, light drive, Jesus on the dashboard.
    T-minus whenever it feels right, Galaxy 500.
    Planets align, a king is born.

    Whenever it feels right
    Whenever it feels right
    Whenever it feels right
    Whenever it feels right

    Dodge Swinger 1973, top down, chassis free,
    Buzz Aldrin, Armstrong, or maybe just me.
    Don't worry, it's coming.
    Don't worry, it's coming.
    Jesus on the dashboard.

    Whenever it feels right
    Whenever it feels right
    Whenever it feels right
    I turn on the radio.

    Hey kid, are you going my way?
    Hop in, we'll have ourselves a field day.
    We'll find us some spacegrass,
    Lay low, watch th
     
  2. Jada

    Jada Jedi Master star 6

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    Um, interesting . . . o_O

    :p

    Listen up you stinking maggots, it seems you just don't get it.


    [face_laugh]

    Good Maker, that is some line.




    Just make sure whatever lyrics you post are within the Terms of Service please. :)
     
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