Lyrics Collaboration - Lyrics Needing Songs

[Wopelka]

be gracious with a french writer trying to make english verses...

free from all bounds, naked
i am the stateless kid
whose god has fallen apart
time for a rest, time for the art

..............breaking the rules
..............unveiling the mask
..............let us be the fools
..............let real life be our task

they will try to resist
but you are the strongest
they made plans for you, they rave
but you will never be their slave

..............breaking the rules
..............unveiling the mask
..............let us be the fools
..............let real life be our task

see, we are riding the dawn
and soon we will kiss the sunset
dont forget: the night is our crown
and the bright day our helmet

..............breaking the rules
..............unveiling the mask
..............let us be the fools
..............let real life be our task

[Emerald Tablet]

lamentable gloominess

They say ill doers are ill deemers
But i can`t help my self esteem is
Crumbling with every separation
Dashing all my expectation

And damn i try to trust you
Like i used to trust myself
Damn i fail to trust you
Like i fail to trust myself

In your arms awaits a warm reception
So i try to break my heart protection
Hardening with every f**k up
Someone come and lift this rock up

Damn i try to trust you
Like i used to trust myself
Damn i fail to trust you
Like i fail to trust myself

[hao nao]

"Lawnmower Blues" (for Bluedad, Glassback and Sepheritoh)

gonna get a lawnmower
gonna mow my lawn
gonna get a lawnmower
run it all night long
grab a cuppa coffee
start again at dawn

gonna get a leaf-blower
gonna blow some leaves
blow 'em off the sidewalk
blow 'em from the eaves
might annoy the neighbors
one of their pet peeves

gotta get a chainsaw
cut me down some trees
been a little too shady
and the pollen makes me sneeze
time to take some action
apply some remedies

gonna buy some powertools
gonna build a shed
might wake up the neighbors
get them out of bed
man I love the sound of
powertools in my head

gonna get a lawnmower
gonna mow my lawn
pave it all with gravel
grass will all be gone
gotta get a grinder
start a brand new lawn

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(C) 2004 Kevin R. Fortin of Gainesville, FL.
All commercial rights are reserved, but KvR collabs are welcome.

[Wopelka]

i'm a little boy, i play roles
in that sad life i have no goals
but to hide in dark labyrinths
where i can hear the call of synths

they are hunting me, the grown-ups
dear, they want me to shut up
but i'm stronger, i'll win the race
my army shall destroy their face

i won't make any compromise
never again their sun shall rise
i'm the real Joker, their damned soul
my web is ready,
they'll fall ! they'll fall !

[nocompromise]

for f**k's sake guys
get a life.
Or does this shit have something to do with music technology?

[Hunter]

for f**k's sake guys
get a life.
Or does this shit have something to do with music technology?

Hmm nice try but personally I think I prefer Wopelka et al's efforts...

[pHz]

for f**k's sake guys
get a life.

i would do but as a mod i have to keep chasing round after people whos lack of a life leads them to make pointlessly negative posts on music forums ...

Or does this shit have something to do with music technology?

erm ...

... music technology >>> music ...

... vocals >>> music ...

... lyrics >>> music ...

... you seen the connection ???

guess not ...

slainte rob

[clueless]

for f**k's sake guys
get a life.

i would do but as a mod i have to keep chasing round after people whos lack of a life leads them to make pointlessly negative posts on music forums ...

Or does this shit have something to do with music technology?

erm ...

... music technology >>> music ...

... vocals >>> music ...

... lyrics >>> music ...

... you seen the connection ???

guess not ...

slainte rob

Rob? Would you mind posting these comments in the Discussion thread in future? Like wot I done?

[Wopelka]

you worked hard and took your time
you waited till you felt ready
finally the big day came
you didn't thought it'd be easy

you blushed while appearing
that's like a baby on the road
but after a very short waiting
you heard the cheers of the crowd

you thought it was a good idea
your inner work is most welcome
that was just before the flea
just before the shout of the worm

[pHz]

(splinters of thirty-seven)

elegant shadows fall on fallow land
fire falling while thunder booms low
fractured shapes overlay their broken forms here
bones snap fast but heal far too slow

(chorus)
this pain rumbles low while memory lies
these echoes of falling heaven
white hot shards of the past they still pierce my eyes
with splinters of thirty-seven

the man in sharp suits shouts loud here
condemning what happened before
failing to see his blinkered ideals
promote peace while still waging war

(chorus)
this pain rumbles low while memory lies
these echoes of falling heaven
white hot shards of the past they still pierce my eyes
with splinters of thirty-seven



behind its closed mind
a world chose to stay blind
every time it saw this occur
a harsh truth was on show
a way to outgrow
but as ever we chose to ignore



this articulate imaging genius
condemned in his time as a fool
but he saw it then ... its there to see now
what hell falls when a world lets hate rule

(chorus)
this pain rumbles low while memory lies
these echoes of falling heaven
white hot shards of the past they still pierce my eyes
with splinters of thirty-seven

(chorus)
their pain rumbles low while memory lies
with foresights of fallen heaven
ice cold shards of the past can still cloud my sight
with splinters of thirty-seven

slainte rob

[pHz]

(the british fear of queueing)

sell your goods
buy your fear
barter nothing
bare shelves here

stand in line
wait for that
empty hands
tip your hat

bow your head
avert your eyes
cup your hands
hear their lies

accept that gift
live through this
raise a child
clench that fist

steel your soul
prepare to fight
bide your time
know youre right

hear that cry
bite your lip
close your eyes
your smile slips

your blood flows
raise your cry
grab an arm
let fire fly

burn them down
see them flee
chase their fears
back to me

one day soon
you might win
until then
embrace your sin

slainte rob

[pHz]

(getaway)

weve got to get away
desperate to leave today
theres so little left here
though your heart beat is near

(chorus)
were leaving this country
were leaving our land
to move to new shores
to taste white white sand

still learning to over-reach
we sit on some new beach
a strange sun on our faces
no thoughts of old places

(chorus)
were leaving this country
were leaving our land
to move to new shores
to taste white white sand

swim in indigo sea
you diving inside of me
what i need now is here
no more running no more fear

no more running no more fear

no more running no more fear

no more running no more fear

(chorus)
were leaving this country
were leaving our land
to move to new shores
to taste white white sand

slainte rob

[vurt]

what do you see
with eyes wide shut

i saw a dragon-
-fly today
i was cutt
ing flowers in the rain
sting
ing nettles by the pond
fire
flys later on
in the night later on
when you left later on
fire
flys
in the night

blinded by the visions
with eyes wide shut

burning bush
the burning bush
babylon burning
the world is going to war
gates,fallen,its over
when Gaia sings,when she sings
fire flys from the jets
stinging the city
like dragons, in tales of dragons
dragons in the sky

stay away from the light it blinds,it burnses
with eyes wide shut



there will be no compromise

[pHz]

(a second cultural evolution)

conceived in terms of dick
our parents ruled the world
in times of surer safety
they watched freedom unfurl

(chorus)
from crouching ape to sapiens
foetus to fully-grown man
may knowledge always erect us
in this headlong ascent of man

born to fame and gleaming
breathing freedoms air
fed on bone and gristle
proud oaths we all declare

(chorus)
from crouching ape to sapiens ...

raised by priests and actors
knowing we were strong
no need to hear the world
we were NEVER wrong

(chorus)
from crouching ape to sapiens ...

learned some friends were worthless
id known them all my life
but once my eyes were opened
insight cutting sharp as knives

(chorus)
from crouching ape to sapiens ...

march in line with my crew
blankly stare ahead
grin in inane ignorance
on broken books we tread

(chorus)
from crouching ape to sapiens ...

sell ideas you dont have
tell me how to dream
my head is less than empty
in fear i sing your theme

(chorus)
from crouching ape to sapiens
foetus to fully-grown man
may knowledge always protect us
in this crushing descent of man



slainte rob

[hao nao]

[edit: it was more of a poem than a lyric]