Song Lyric Of The Day

[Rev. Powell]

"Could I write a piece about you now that you've made it?
'Bout the hours spent, the wilderness in your training?
You only did it so that you could wear
Terry underwear
And feel the city air
Run past your body..."

--Belle and Sebastien, "Stars of Track and Field"

[BTM]

"But you've gotta make your own kind of music
sing your own special song,
make your own kind of music even if nobody
else sing along."
     -Mama Cass, "Make Your Own Kind of Music"

[metalmonster]

"Broken Heart That's Lost Its Beat
A Little Boy That Softly Weeps
Overwhelmed With Emotion
Fuse Burns To Explosion!"




MUDVAYNE ~ Do What You Do

[Rev. Powell]

Come all ye tale tellers with bridges to burn
     (Put your money away)
Dear Richard has died and it's eight in the morn
And we must get back to drinking.
Now Richard did rarely take pleasure in wealth
     (Put your money away)
Top o' the morning to you and the rest to himself
And we must get back to drinking.
These bottles of cheer is on old Richard dear
And he'd will it that way, I been thinking;
For it comes from the trust that he languished in us
And we must get back to drinking.

--Dear Richard's Wake, Kyf Brewer
(my favorite unknown Irish drinking song)

[Rev. Powell]

"I pledge allegiance to Tom Jones
Drinking and gambling
To fornication
Hallucination
To visit the holy city at least once a year
Lead us not to Wayne Newton
And deliver us from Michael Bolton..."

--Mojo Nixon, "The Pleasureallegiance"

[metalmonster]

"Mr Crowley
What Went On In Your Head
Oh Mr. Crowley
Did You Talk To The Dead
Your Lifestyle To Me Seems So Tragic
You Live For The Thrill Of It All
You Fooled All The People With Magic
And You Waited On Satan's Call"


OZZY OSBOURNE -Mr. crowley

[Rev. Powell]

"Like a dog, like a dog I leap for joy
When you call my name, call me a good boy.
Wish I had a dog's heart, instead of this one
For I have loved you like a dog."

--"Like a Dog," Greg Brown

[Rev. Powell]

"For a man sometimes has to sip of the grape
And cast his eye on a lovely shape;
And then sometimes, a wager desires.
If a man says he don't, he's not a man, he's a liar.

So don't let yourself be sad if what looks good is bad,
Reach out, accept the things that bring you joy.
A man was made to live, even steel was made to give
That's a necessary evil, my boy."

--"Necessary Evil" (as performed by Louis Armstrong & Ella Fitzgerald)

[Leah]

Come ride with me
Through the veins of history
I'll show you how god
Falls asleep on the job

And how can we win
When fools can be kings
Don't waste your time
Or time will waste you

No one's gonna take me alive
The time has come to make things right
You and I must fight for our rights
You and I must fight to survive

No one's gonna take me alive
The time has come to make things right
You and I must fight for our rights
You and I must fight to survive

No one's gonna take me alive
The time has come to make things right
You and I must fight for our rights
You and I must fight to survive

Muse-Knights of Cydonia

[retrorussell]

Drive!
Push it to the floor till the engine screams.
Drive!
Drivin' like the demon that drives your beat.

You're on a hard road, nobody cares
If you hit the breaks.
You gotta think fast, keep it in gear,
One slip is all it takes.
You gotta keep your wheels on the straight and narrow,
If you wanna survive.

Drive!
Push it to the floor till the engine screams.
Drive!
Drivin' like the demon that drives the beat.
Drive!

--Theme song to "Hardcastle And McCormick"

[Mr_Vindictive]

So tell me: how long do you think you can go before you lose it all?
Before they call you bluff and watch you fall?
I don't know, but I'd like to think I had control
At some point, but I let it go and lost my soul
Sit tight, but the revolution's years away
You're losing faith and I'm running low on things to say
So, I guess I have no choice but to regurgitate
The tired anthem of a loser and a hypocrite
Oh! To have died that night, I realized it wouldn't last
Our days were numbered and the reaper tipped the hourglass
The final mayday of our sinking ship had come and passed
Oh! To the west, you don't know what it is you're running from
And everybody's laughing loud
Your last chance to make your mother and your father proud

A moment of silence, please, for those who never get the chance
They show up to the party, but they're never asked to dance
The losers, the liars, the bastards, the thieves
The cynicists, the pessimists, and those that don't believe in nothing

-- Streetlight Mainfesto - Moment Of Silence

[Leah]

Sanctus Espiritus redeem us from our solemn hour
Sanctus Espiritus insanity is all around us
Sanctus Espiritus! Sanctus Espiritus! Sanctus Espiritus!

In my darkest hours I could not foresee
That the tide could turn so fast to this degree
Can't believe my eyes
How can you be so blind?
Is the heart of stone, no empathy inside?
Time keeps on slipping away and we haven't learned
So in the end now what have we gained?

Sanctus Espiritus, redeem us from our solemn hour
Sanctus Espiritus, insanity is all around us
Sanctus Espiritus, is this what we deserve,
can we break free from chains of never-ending agony?

Are they themselves to blame, the misery, the pain?
Didn't we let go, allowed it, let it grow?
If we can't restrain the beast which dwells inside
it will find it's way somehow, somewhere in time
Will we remember all of the suffering
Cause if we fail it will be in vain

Sanctus Espiritus, redeem us from our solemn hour
Sanctus Espiritus, insanity is all around us
Sanctus Espiritus, is this what we deserve,
can we break free from chains of never-ending agony?

Within Temptation- Our Solemn Hour

[Rev. Powell]

For Flick James:

When I retired
Exhausted by desire
That bodhran was killing me
I was fading away to smoke.
She rose early in the morning
And without a word of warning
She'd be banging like a maniac
It was gone beyond a joke!

No time for a pint now
Or even an old sing-song
Oh no, it was action all day and all night long.
We were even doing it in the shower
She'd say "More power to your elbow!"
Oh no, got them bodhrans on the brain!

But now she lives in Spiddal
Oh hey diddle diddle
With an alcoholic bodhran maker teaching her everything he knows.
"Ah, it's all in the wrist action
Grab ahold of it and feel the traction."
She left me distracted and insane
With all them bodhrans on the brain.

--Black 47, "Bodhrans on the Brain"

[Rev. Powell]

"And when I client came I'd slide out of our bed
And treat him nice, and go and have a drink instead;
And when he paid up I'd address him 'Sir,
Come any night you think you fancy her.'
That time's long past, but what would I not give
To see that whorehouse where we used to live."

"Tango Ballad," Kurt Weil

[BTM]

"The grass does not grow
On the places where we stop and stand
River Bottom Nightmare Band!"
     -Emmett Otter's Jug-band Christmas