Favorite(s) Song Lyrics

[u][i][b]311 - Silver

Music: Mahoney/Sexton; Lyrics: Hexum/Martinez [/b][/i][/u]

[b]Don’t fear mere words cuz if it takes a word ruin ya
You should have already hard you’re finished through and soon ya
See that stifling sentences is so much more suspicious
Much worse could come of that so much more delicious
To the dastardly bastardly plans of little mice and men
Ugly rears its head and speaks from now and then
People love to disagree so avoid the endless bout make no attempt
To try and suss the stupid out
But of the racist institutions simple minds belong
Not happy just being human, no wish to get along
Little people need exclusions sucker groups to throng
It makes them feel special it makes them feel strong
Now I got a click but it’s more like a family
Not an ethnic trip more like an ethic see
I write the rhyme today tell it to you later
Whether were coming in wack or what it’s a waste to be a hater

Graffiti bombs-from the palms-love is so strong
Can’t be stopped too long
For the night it will come
Shaped in the form of Mars that stone afar
Ghetto cool Oh well
Now you feel the spell
The color rocks the bell
The king of swing rise to the top
The rhythm possessed in ya and it don’t stop
The mise is broken, The demon locin’
Dropping the bomb and all that is left is the smokin’
Cloakin’ chokin; the lyrics are spoken
Infrared vision scopin’ condition
Now breakin’ 'em all to pieces like a sly rap bandit
Witha fly Lu-Kang kick in Mortal Combat and I land it
So get your own back when I jam it cold and
Hearing about you rhyme style been outmoded
The dopest flow upon the planet
Dope is the word the bro throw up on the down low goddammit

You juice your fucking friends like Dracula
But when we kick you out you’re just brokula
You left a big surprise from Pacific Bell
Called all your relatives and your friends in Hell
Now let me tell you something you fucking piece of shit
You’ll never have no money, now tell me was it worth it?
You leave a trail of lies that’s why you keep moving
We won’t come after you we’d only end up provin
In the end revenge send ends to the defendant
I know that statement’s true I wear it like a pendant
I know you’ll hear this song so I think it’s funny
The name is TERRANCE HENRY theif of trust and money.

Like Captain Picard we come hard in light years
Our star has long bust but now reappears
In your sky at night rising and immense
Yes you see ourselves in the shine of it
And so passing under the dome of the great sky
Beware we are the stars holmes that you ruled by
Where death reborn into the world is a gift
So the future with no voice of its own will uplift

All is gone
All is calm y’all

Set wrecked in L.A.
In the Wetlands of New York
Atlanta and Phoenix
Portland, Lincoln and N.O.
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Frank Zappa, Muffin Man

(amusingly overly articulate narrator voice)The muffin man is seated at the table in the laboratory of the Utility Muffin
Research kitchen… reaching for an oversized chrome spoon he gathers an
intimate quantity of dried muffin remnAnts and, brushing his scapular aside, procceds to dump these inside of his shirt…
He turns to us and speaks:

(psychotic monotone voice)Some people like cupcakes better. I for one care less for them!

Arrogantly twisting the sterile canvas snoot of a fully charged icing
Anointment utensil he poots forths a quarter-ounce green rosette (bursts into laughter) lets try that again. he poots forth a quarter-ounce green rosette near the summit of a dense but radiant muffin of his own design.
Later he says:

Some people… some people like cupcakes exclusively, while myself, I say there is naught, nor ought there be nothing so exalted on the face of god’s grey Earth as that prince of foods… the muffin!

Jethro Tull, Thick as a Brick (whod have thought i like JT lyrics??)

Really don’t mind if you sit this one out.
My words but a whisper – your deafness a shout.
I may make you feel but I can’t make you think.
Your sperm’s in the gutter – your love’s in the sink.
So you ride yourselves over the fields and
You make all your animal deals and
Your wise men don’t know how it feels to be thick as a brick.
And the sand-castle virtues are all swept away in
The tidal destruction
The moral melee.
The elastic retreat rings the close of play as the last wave uncovers
The newfangled way.
But your new shoes are worn at the heels and
Your suntan does rapidly peel and
Your wise men don’t know how it feels to be thick as a brick.

…So!
Come on ye childhood heroes!
Won’t you rise up from the pages of your comic-books
Your super crooks
And show us all the way.
Well! make your will and testament. won’t you?
Join your local government.
We’ll have superman for president
Let robin save the day.

You put your bet on number one and it comes up every time.
The other kids have all backed down and they put you first in line.
And so you finally ask yourself just how big you are –
And take your place in a wiser world of bigger motor cars.
And you wonder who to call on.

DMX- Bitches Bitches What Uh

Bitches Bitches Uh
Come on
What!

Yeah bitches they be uh! come on!
What!

Queensryche - NM156 (from The Warning)

Uniform printout reads end of line
Protect code intact leaves little time
Erratic surveys, free thinking not allowed
My hands shake, my push buttons silence
The outside crowd

One world government has outlawed war among nations
Now social control requires population termination

Have we come too far
To turn around
Does emotion hold the key
Is logic just a synonym for
This savagery, disguised in
Forgotten lost memory

Microchip logic
have we no more thought
“Is this wrong” I enter
Answers sought
Punch, punch, punch, transfer this data
Into code. Wide eyes watch my
Number 156 is shown
Created from past life to perform
Illicit function, I fail this conscious
Madness I man/machine imperfection

Have we come too far
To turn around
Does emotion hold the key
Is logic just a synonym for
This savagery, disguised in
Forgotten lost memory
End of line

Another favorite by a real goofy band. Not cerebral, but a lot of fun.

“Prime Mover” - Zodiac Mindwarp & the Love Reaction (from Tatooed Beat Messiah)

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Well I Love Tv And I Love T. Rex
I Can See Through Your Skirt
I’ve Got X-Ray Spex
I Came From The Sky Like A 747
I’m The Bad Boy Baby I Fell Out Of Heaven
Sex Fuhrer Baby I’m A Love Dictator
Blitzkrieg Romance I’m A Cool Dominator

P-R-I-M-E Prime Mover
Baby You’re M-I-N-E I’m The Groover

Well I’m Christ In Shades I’m A Napalm God
Your Lipstick Flickers Round My Lightning Rod
You Fever Pitch Bitch You Love To Tease
Well I’m A Hot Dog Daddy Up On Your Knees
Sex Fuhrer Baby I’m A Love Dictator
Blitzkrieg Romance I’m A Living Detonator

P-R-I-M-E Prime Mover
Baby You’re M-I-N-E I’m The Groover Yeah

I’m The Sex Fuhrer Baby I’m A Love Dictator
You’re A Disco Reptile A Funky Alligator

P-R-I-M-E Prime Mover
Baby You’re M-I-N-E I’m The Groover

[b] Rush - freewill

There are those who think that life has nothing left to chance,
A host of holy horrors to direct our aimless dance.

A planet of playthings,
We dance on the strings
Of powers we cannot perceive
“The stars aren’t aligned,
Or the gods are malign…”
Blame is better to give than receive.

Chorus
You can choose a ready guide in some celestial voice.
If you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice.
You can choose from phantom fears and kindness that can kill;
I will choose a path that’s clear
I will choose freewill.

There are those who think that they were dealt a losing hand,
The cards were stacked against them; they weren’t born in Lotusland.

All preordained
A prisoner in chains
A victim of venomous fate.
Kicked in the face,
You can’t pray for a place
In heaven’s unearthly estate.

Chorus

Each of us
A cell of awareness
Imperfect and incomplete.
Genetic blends
With uncertain ends
On a fortune hunt that’s far too fleet.

Chorus
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a bunch of fun from Lemmy-

Orgasmatron

I am the one, Orgasmatron, the outstretched grasping hand
My image is of agony, my servants rape the land
Obsequious and arrogant, clandestine and vain
Two thousand years of misery, of torture in my name
Hypocrisy made paramount, paranoia the law
My name is called religion, sadistic, sacred whore.

I twist the truth, I rule the world, my crown is called deceit
I am the emperor of lies, you grovel at my feet
I rob you and I slaughter you, your downfall is my gain
And still you play the sycophant and revel in you pain
And all my promises are lies, all my love is hate
I am the politician, and I decide your fate

I march before a martyred world, an army for the fight
I speak of great heroic days, of victory and might
I hold a banner drenched in blood, I urge you to be brave
I lead you to your destiny, I lead you to your grave
Your bones will build my palaces, your eyes will stud my crown
For I am Mars, the god of war, and I will cut you down.

We Bring The Shake

We bear your names, we come to you
We own the game we run to you
We bring the blazing sun to you
We bring the blazing gun to you

We are your children grown and strange
We are your children unashamed
You breed contempt we mock you now
We bring the shake to rock you now

We bring the shake, we bring the shake
We say these things to shock you now
We bring the shake to rock you now

We climbed into the mean machine
We saw the ad, we bought the dream
We rather victims of neglect
We will not be what you expect
We are your children, strange and weird
We are your children, free and clear
You breed contempt we mock you now
We bring the shake to rock you now

We bring the shake, All hearts to break
We bring these words to mock you now
We bring the shake to rock you now
We bring the shake, All hearts to break
We bring these words to mock you now
We bring the shake to rock you now

The only thing that I regret
I didn’t take what I could get
You owe us much, you owe us life
We owe you nothing eat the knife

We are your children chosen few
We are your children come for you
We bring the world to shock you now
We bring the shake to rock you now

We bring the shake, for goodness’ sake
We bring the truth to mock you now
We bring the shake to rock you now
[repeat once]
We bring the shake, we bring the shake
We bring the shake to shock you now
We bring the shake to rock you now

I Don’t Believe A Word

Don’t talk to me, I don’t believe a word
Don’t try to make me feel alright
All the love in all the world
Is not enough to save my soul tonight
Don’t be my friend I’m not a fool
Don’t talk of things that we cannot see
When all the ones that sing the blues
Sometimes I think of how it used to be

I have seen the Devil laugh
I have seen God turn his face away
I have nothing left to lose
I have nothing left to say
I have seen the sky turn black
I have seen the seas run dry
I have nothing that is yours
I have nothing now that is not mine

Don’t look at me your eyes are cold & hard
Don’t wonder that I turn to you
All the grief in all the world
Is not enough to make me comfort you
Don’t tell me lies, I’m not a dog,
Don’t talk of love it seems to me
All the people that we rob
Sometimes I think of how they used me

I have seen the fires of Hell
I have seen Angels with flaming swords
I have nothing that is mine
I have much that could be yours
I have seen the eye of God
I have heard lies that are true
I have nothing for myself
I have nothing I would give to you

Don’t say that word, I know it’s only fools
Who do not know their fate is just
All the justice in the world
Is not enough to buy my faith & trust
Don’t make that face I won’t be pleased
Don’t make a sideshow of yourself
All the people we released
Sometimes I think you’re someone else

I have been where none have been
In the empty howling rooms
I have everything I need
I have everything you stand to lose
I have seen the diamond worlds
I have seen the shape of space
I have nothing but the world
I have nothing to take its place
I don’t believe a word, I don’t believe a word …

No Remorse

All men know what waits for us
Wooden box, worm and dust
Maybe heaven, pearly gates
Hasty prayer, when it’s too late
Burn in hell, all is lost,
Purgatory, fingers crossed
Which or Who, your or mine?
Eternity’s a long, long time.

Never mind, nevre fail
Right this time, on the nail
Never mind, Never mind, Never mind, Never mind
No remorse, No remorse, No remorse, No remorse

You know it well, confess it now,
Christian guilt, is what’s allowed,
Other words are heresy
Burn forever 1, 2, 3
What can you do? No guaranties,
Hopeful begging, on your knees,
All in all, you’re going down.
Winged sinner or singed clown

[Chorus]

Repent ye fool, God will hear,
Christmas carol, midnight clear
Otherwise, pits of fire
Punishment for base desire,
Satan waits, goatee beard,
Long old tail, nasty spear,
If you believe these tales they tell
Then you deserve to burn in Hell.

-Imp

another good one: Bowl of Oranges- Bright Eyes

The rain, it started tapping on the window near my bed
There was a loophole in my dreaming, so I got out of it
And to my surprise, my eyes were wide, and already open
Just my nightstand and my dresser where those nightmares had just been
So I dressed myself and left then, out into the grey streets
But everything seemed different, and completely new to me
The sky, the trees, houses, buildings, even my own body
And each person I encountered I couldn’t wait to meet
And I came upon a doctor who appeared in quite poor health
I said, “There’s nothing I can do for you you can’t do for yourself.”
He said, “Oh yes you can, just hold my hand, I think that that would help.”
So I sat with him a while, and I asked him how he felt
He said, “I think I’m cured.
No in fact I’m sure.
Thank you, Stranger
For your theraputic smile.”

So that’s how I learned the lesson that everyone’s alone
And your eyes must do some raining if you’re ever gonna grow
But if crying don’t help, you can’t compose yourself, it’s best to compose a poem,
An honest verse of longing, or a simple song of hope.
So that’s why I’m singing, baby, don’t worry, cause now I got your back
And if you ever feel like crying, I’m gonna try and make you laugh
And if I can’t, if it just hurts too bad, then we’ll wait for it to pass
And I will keep you company through those days so long and black
And we’ll keep working on the problem we know we’ll never solve
Of love’s uneven remainder; our lives are fractions of a whole
But if the world could remain within a frame like a painting on a wall
Then I think we’d see the beauty, and we’d stand staring in awe
At our still lives posed
Like a bowl of oranges
Like a story told
By the fault lines and the soil

guy i know wrote this. it’s stuck in my my head so i thought id tell ya…

stop lookin at me bird!
stop lookin at me bird!
stop lookin at me bird!

I am Kaiser Schose!
I am kaiser Schose!
I am Kaiser Schose!

Stop lookin at me bird!..etc

Ah, vintage Motorhead! :stuck_out_tongue: Of all their songs, that’s my all time favorite (even ahead of The Ace of Spades). Haven’t heard it in awhile, but now I’m gonna have to dig it out.

The Doors - The End

This is the end, beautiful friend
This is the end, my only friend
The end of our elaborate plans
The end of everything that stands
The end

No safety or surprise
The end
I’ll never look into your eyes again

Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need of some stranger’s hand
In a desperate land

Lost in a Roman wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain
There’s danger on the edge of town
Ride the King’s highway
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway West, baby

Ride the snake
Ride the snake
To the lake
To the lake

The ancient lake, baby
The snake is long
Seven miles
Ride the snake

He’s old
And his skin is cold
The West is the best
The West is the best
Get here and we’ll do the rest

The blue bus is calling us
The blue bus is calling us
Driver, where are you taking us?

The killer awoke before dawn
He put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall

He went into the room where his sister lived
And then he paid a visit to his brother
And then he walked on down the hall
And he came to a door
And he looked inside
Father
Yes son?
I want to kill you
Mother, I want to. . .

C’mon baby, take a chance with us
C’mon baby, take a chance with us
C’mon baby, take a chance with us
And meet me at the back of the blue bus

This is the end, beautiful friend
This is the end, my only friend
The end

It hurts to set you free
But you’ll never follow me

The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die

This is the end


The Doors - Five to One

Yeah, c’mon
Love my girl
She lookin’ good
C’mon
One more…

Five to one, baby
One in five
No one here gets out alive, now
You get yours, baby
I’ll get mine
Gonna make it, baby
If we try

The old get old
And the young get stronger
May take a week
And it may take longer
They got the guns
But we got the numbers
Gonna win, yeah
We’re takin’ over
Come on!

Yeah!

Your ballroom days are over, baby
Night is drawing near
Shadows of the evening crawl across the years
Ya walk across the floor with a flower in your hand
Trying to tell me no one understands
Trade in your hours for a handful dimes
Gonna’ make it, baby, in our prime

Come together one more time
Get together one more time
Get together one more time
Get together, aha
Get together one more time!
Get together one more time!
Get together one more time
Get together one more time
Get together, gotta, get together

Ohhhhhhhh!

Hey, c’mon, honey
You won’t have along wait for me, baby
I’ll be there in just a little while
You see, I gotta go out in this car with these people and…

Get together one more time
Get together one more time
Get together, got to
Get together, got to
Get together, got to
Take you up in my room and…
Hah-hah-hah-hah-hah
Love my girl
She lookin’ good, lookin’ real good
Love ya, c’mon


The Doors - THE WASP (Texas Radio And The Big Beat)

I wanna tell you 'bout Texas Radio and the Big Beat
Comes out of the Virginia swamps
Cool and slow with plenty of precision
With a back beat narrow and hard to master

Some call it heavenly in it’s brilliance
Others, mean and ruthful of the Western dream
I love the friends I have gathered together on this thin raft
We have constructed pyramids in honor of our escaping
This is the land where the Pharaoh died

The Negroes in the forest brightly feathered
They are saying, “Forget the night.
Live with us in forests of azure.
Out here on the perimeter there are no stars
Out here we is stoned - immaculate.”

Listen to this, and I’ll tell you 'bout the heartache
I’ll tell you 'bout the heartache and the lose of God
I’ll tell you 'bout the hopeless night
The meager food for souls forgot
I’ll tell you 'bout the maiden with raw iron soul

I’ll tell you this
No eternal reward will forgive us now for wasting the dawn

I’ll tell you ‘bout Texas Radio and the Big Beat
Soft drivin’, slow and mad, like some new language

Now, listen to this, and I’ll tell you 'bout the Texas
I’ll tell you 'bout the Texas Radio
I’ll tell you 'bout the hopeless night
Wandering the Western dream
Tell you 'bout the maiden with raw iron soul


The Doors - L.A. Woman

Well, I just got into town about an hour ago
Took a look around, see which way the wind blow
Where the little girls in their Hollywood bungalows

Are you a lucky little lady in The City of Light
Or just another lost angel…City of Night
City of Night, City of Night, City of Night, woo, c’mon

L.A. Woman, L.A. Woman
L.A. Woman Sunday afternoon
L.A. Woman Sunday afternoon
L.A. Woman Sunday afternoon
Drive thru your suburbs
Into your blues, into your blues, yeah
Into your blue-blue Blues
Into your blues, ohh, yeah

I see your hair is burnin’
Hills are filled with fire
If they say I never loved you
You know they are a liar
Drivin’ down your freeways
Midnite alleys roam
Cops in cars, the topless bars
Never saw a woman…
So alone, so alone
So alone, so alone

Motel Money Murder Madness
Let’s change the mood from glad to sadness

Mr. Mojo Risin’, Mr. Mojo Risin’
Mr. Mojo Risin’, Mr. Mojo Risin’
Got to keep on risin’
Mr. Mojo Risin’, Mr. Mojo Risin’
Mojo Risin’, gotta Mojo Risin’
Mr. Mojo Risin’, gotta keep on risin’
Risin’, risin’
Gone risin’, risin’
I’m gone risin’, risin’
I gotta risin’, risin’
Well, risin’, risin’
I gotta, wooo, yeah, risin’
Woah, ohh yeah

Well, I just got into town about an hour ago
Took a look around, see which way the wind blow
Where the little girls in their Hollywood bungalows

Are you a lucky little lady in The City of Light
Or just another lost angel…City of Night
City of Night, City of Night, City of Night, woah, c’mon

L.A. Woman, L.A. Woman
L.A. Woman, your my woman
Little L.A. Woman, Little L.A. Woman
L.A. L.A. Woman Woman
L.A. Woman c’mon

Alright this is getting tiresome. ALL THE DOORS SONGS ARE AMAZING. The Doors box set is quite possibly the best box set ever. I suggest buying it.

“Playing the Game”- Gentle Giant (album: Power and the Glory)

As I hold the key to the back door
of the world I feel my
Hand touching bounds never had before.
I can view the power of my position and my
eyes can see more than anyone in any place,
I’ll play the game and never ever lose.

I’m the king in fighting competition
and the other pieces
are there for my art and my tactics now.
All my games are won before they’re played for
I have planned that no opposition can stage a fight
I’ll play the game and never ever lose.

My thoughts never spoken only the
visions inside my head
the truth never broken
within my silent words left unsaid.

I will steer the helm of all the nation
as the captain
take my rewards for all the good I’m doing now,
and no words that I’m the knave will alter my
philosophy for if any are heard, the games started
again I’ll never ever lose.

Speaking of Gentle Giant, I now have some video footage of a show done in front of a small studio audience. A friend recorded it for me and said it was next to impossible to get. So, I would be willing to make a VHS copy and mail it (free of charge, I’m not a pirate)to whoever wanted one. I suppose those of you with a PO box would feel more comfortable, obviously, I would myself.

But on one condition. I’m not going to waste my time recording it and mailing it for someone who has not yet aquired the taste for Gentle Giant. Only after you have listened to enough of it to establish an opinion will I mail you the footage.

Many of you will not survive the first thirty seconds of any given Gentle Giant song, but those of you who do will be rewarded graciously in the end. It is indeed an aquired taste.

Good luck.

We’ll keep working on the problem
we know we’ll never solve
love’s uneven remainders
our lives are fractions of a whole
but if the world could remain within a frame
like a painting on a wall
i think we’d see the beauty there
and stand staring in awe
at our still lives posed
like a bowl of oranges
like a story told
in the fault lines and the soil

– Bright Eyes, last verse from song “Bowl Of Oranges”

i already used that one

how about AFI - …But Home is Nowhere

Twenty-six years and feels like I’ve just begun
To understand my initimate is no one.
When the director sold the show, who bought its last rites?
They cut the cast, the music, and the lights

This is my line, this is eternal (How did I ever end up here?)
Discarnate, preternatural (My prayers to disappear)
Absent of grace, marked as infernal (Ungranted in dead time; left me disowned)
To this nature, so unnatural (I remain alone)

Twenty-six years and still speaking in these tounges;
Such revalations while understood by no one.
When the new actor stole the show, who questioned his grace?
Please clear this house of ill-acquired taste.

I lay strewn across the floor; can’t solve this puzzle.
Every day another small piece can’t be found.
I lay strewn acroos the floor, pieced up in sorrow
These pieces aren’t right, these pieces don’t fit
Pieced together incomplete and empty

I may not always love you
but as long as there are stars above you
You’ll never need to doubt it
I’ll make you so sure about it…
God only knows what I’d be without you
If you should ever leave me
well life would still go on, believe me
The world could show nothing to me
so what good would living do me…

…just came to mind, but there are a lot of good lyrics out there.

speaking of Gentle Giants…

"The fear is paralyzing
Second gear for flight
The atmosphere is tantalizing
Savor every bite

Stand tall, stick to your guns
Might make you scared but they can’t make you run
Stand tall, stick to your guns
Show them what you’re made of

Take my hand, we will command
Fear nothing, no one
Speak to me, I’m hearing you
A message from the front lines

Stand tall, stick to your guns
Might make you scared but they can’t make you run
Stand tall, stick to your guns
Show them what you’re made of

Out of the past, our hope will last
No second best for this one
Take my hand, we will command
Fear nothing, no one

Stand tall, stick to your guns
Might make you scared but they can’t make you run
Stand tall, stick to your guns
Show them what you’re made of

Stand tall, stick to your guns
Might make you scared but they can’t make you run
Stand tall, stick to your guns
Show them what you’re made of " -Killer Dwarfs

-Imp

The MTV Unplugged acoustic version of this song is surprisingly heartfelt:

I would tell you
That I loved you
If I thought that you would stay
But I know that it’s no use
That you’ve already
Gone away

Misjudged your limits
Pushed you too far
Took you for granted
I thought that you needed me more

Now I would do most anything
To get you back by my side
But I just
Keep on laughing
Hiding the tears in my eyes
’cause boys don’t cry

Jack Johnson

Holes To Heaven

The air was more than human
And the heat was more than hungry
And the cars were square and spitting diesel fumes

The bulls were running wild
Because their big and mean and sacred
And the children were playing cricket with no shoes

The next morning we woke a man with a seven hour drive
Well there we were stuck in port claire
Where boats break and children stare
And there were so many fewer questions
When stars were still just the holes to heaven
Mmhmm
And there were so many fewer questions
When stars were still just the holes to heaven
Mmhmm

Disembarking from the port
With no mistakes of any sort
Moving soundly engine running smooth

Officials work while friendly
Once we drown them with our sweet talk
And we bribe them with our cigarettes and booze

The next morning we woke a man with the sunrise to the right
Moving back north to port claire
Where boats break and children stare
And there were so many fewer questions
When stars were still just the holes to heaven
Mmhmm
Yes and there were so many fewer questions
When stars were still just the holes to heaven
Mmhmm

Jack Johnson

Symbol In My Driveway Lyrics

I’ve got a symbol in my driveway
I’ve got a hundred million dollar friends
I’ve got you a brand new weapon
Let’s see how destructive we can be
Got a brand new set of stencils
I been connecting all the dots
Got my plans in a zip-lock bag
Let’s see how unproductive we can be
I’ve got a light bulb full of anger
And I can switch it on and off
Situations that can be so bright
I can’t believe
How pathetic we can be
I’ve got a perfect set of blueprints
I’m gonna build somebody else
Might cost a little more than money
But what’s man without his wealth?
Got a phosphorescent secret
But don’t you tell nobody else
Next thing you know
The whole world will be talkin
About all the blues they got
They just ain’t no use because
Mmmmmmmmmmmm
Mmmmmmm
Mmmmmmmmmmmm
Mmmmmmm

[Jack:] I had a mosquito on my nose
[Little Girl:] Why does a guitar have strings?

I think i’ve reached that point
Where giving up and going on
Are both the same dead end to me
Are both the same old song
I think i’ve reached that point
Where every wish has come true
And tired disguised oblivion
Is everything i do

Please stop loving me
Please stop loving me
I am none of these things

I think i’ve reached that point
Where all the things you have to say
And hopes for something more from me
Are just games to pass the time away

Please stop loving me
Please stop loving me
I am none of these things

I think i’ve reached that point
Where every word that you write
Of every blood dark sea
And every soul black night
And every dream you dream me in
And every perfect free from sin
And burning eyes
And hearts on fire
Are just the same old song

Please stop loving me
Please stop loving me
I am none of these things

…sometimes it feels like the pain and darkness inside of me elevates to a level at which all bodily function slows as I am a finally soothed by the only comforting cosistency I know… a mental break followed by a slow, numb haze.