Nobody Knows - Billy Squier I may get around...I may laugh a lot... Now you’d think that I’d be happy with the life I got Nobody knows...nobody sees Ain’t nobody really knows the inner side o’me... I may seem secure...I could have it made... You might think you see a lucky man who made the grade Nobody knows what dreams I see Ain’t nobody really sure just who they wanna be... But everybody has a place and time... A chance to live...a need to find We all got somethin’ that we care about I propose you find it out... It’s not in a book...or a magazine... Or the stars who guide our fortunes on the silver screen Nobody knows...it’s up to me Ain’t nobody who can say it like it ought to be... I see my future at the rainbow’s end Happy hours...timeless friends And if I ever chance to find my way Rest assured...I will stay... You may see your life as a compromise You may live to find the promise dancin’ in your eyes Nobody knows...it’s meant to be... Let the magic of the moment say it all to me (dedicated to the life of john lennon)
opium by marcy playground. an intoxicating song. dreamy and hypnotic, feels like what death would feel like as i slip away from existence. Blue like water Blue like heaven is all of the time I'm all right I'm just gagging on all the all right I'm so happy So happy I'm in heaven Yeah heaven Oh the season's come for opium Mom...mom Mom...mom I'm so happy So happy I'm in heaven Yeah heaven Oh the seizures come from opium
"Hear You Me" by Jimmy Eat World There's no one in town I know. You gave us some place to go. I never said thank you for that. I thought I might have one more chance. What would you think of me now... So lucky, So strong, So proud? I never said thank you for that, Now I'll never have a chance. May angels lead you in. Hear you me my friends. On sleepless roads, The sleepless go. May angels lead you in. So what would you think of me now... So lucky, So strong, So proud? I never said thank you for that. Now I'll never have a chance. May angels lead you in. Hear you me my friends. On sleepless roads, The sleepless go. May angels lead you in. May angels lead you in. May angels lead you in. And if you were with me tonight. I'd sing to you just one more time. A song for a heart so big, God couldn't let it live. May angels lead you in. Hear you me my friends. On sleepless roads, The sleepless go. May angels lead you in. May angels lead you in. Hear you me my friends. On sleepless roads, The sleepless go. May angels lead you in. May angels lead you in. I believe the song was written for the head person of the Weezer fan club in which the group was close friends with who died in a car accident.
I am not kidding, I've already got it arranged: ----------------- Fat Bottomed Girls by Queen Hey I was just a skinny lad Never knew no good from bad But I knew life before I left my nursery Left alone with big fat Fanny She was such a naughty nanny Heap big woman you made a bad boy out of me Hey hey! I've been singing with my band Across the wire across the land I seen ev'ry blue eyed floozy on the way But their beauty and their style Went kind of smooth after a while Take me to them dirty ladies every time Oh won't you take me home tonight? Oh down beside your red firelight Oh and you give it all you got Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin' world go round Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin' world go round Hey listen here Now your mortgages and homes I got stiffness in the bones Ain't no beauty queens in this locality (I tell you) Oh but I still get my pleasure Still got my greatest treasure Heap big woman you gonna make a big man out of me Now get this Oh you gonna take me home tonight (please) Oh down beside your red firelight Oh you gonna let it all hang out Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin' world go round Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin' world go round Get on your bikes and ride Oooh yeah them fat bottomed girls Fat bottomed girls Yeah yeah yeah Fat bottomed girls Yes yes
I'm An ******* - Denis Leary Folks I'd like to sing a song about the American Dream About me, About you, About the way our American hearts beat way down in the bottoms of our chests, About that special feelting we get in the cockles of our hearts Or maybe below the cockles, Maybe in the sub cockle area, Maybe in the liver, Maybe in the kidneys, Maybe even in the colon, We don't know I'm just a regular joe, With a regular job. I'm your average white, Suburbanite slob. I like football, and porno, and books about war. I've got an average house, With a nice hardwood floor. My wife, and my job, my kids, and my car, My feet on the table, With a Cuban cigar. But sometimes that just ain't enough, To keep a man like me interested, Oh no, no way, uh uhh. No I gotta go out and have fun, At someone elses expense, Oh yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah, I drive really slow, In the ultra fast lane, while people, behind me, are going insane. I'm an ******* (he's an *******, what an *******) I'm an ******* (he's an *******, such an *******) I use public toilets, And I piss on the seats, I walk around in the summer time, Sayin' "How about this heat?" I'm an ******* (he's an *******, what an *******) I'm an ******* (he's the worlds biggest *******) Sometimes I park in handicaped spaces, While handicaped People, make handicaped faces, I'm an ******* (he's an *******, what an *******) I'm an ******* (he's a big ****ing *******) Maybe I shouldnt be singing this song, Ranting and raving and carring on, Maybe they're right when they tell me I'm wrong. NAAAHHHHH I'm an ******* (he's an *******, what an *******) I'm an ******* (he's the worlds biggest *******) You know what I'm gonna do? I'm gonna get myself a 1967 Cadaliac Eldarado Convertable, Hot Pink! With whale skin hub caps, An all leather cow interior, And big brown baby seal eyes for headlights. YEAH! And I'm gonna drive around in that baby, At 115 miles per hour, Getting one mile per gallon, Sucking down quarter pounder cheeseburgers from McDonalds in the old-fasioned non-biodegradable styrafoam containers. And when I'm done sucking down those grease ball burgers, I'm gonna wipe my mouth in the American flag, And then I'm gonna toss the styrafoam containers right out the side, And there ain't a God damn thing anybody can do about it, You know why? 'Cause we got the bombs, that's why. Two words, Nuclear ****ing Weapons OK. Russia, Germany, Romania, They can have all the democracy they want. They can have a big democracy cake, Walk right through the middle of Tienemen Square, And it won't make a lick of difference, Because we got the bombs OK! John Wayne's not dead, He's frozen. And as soon as we find a cure for cancer, we're gonna thaw out the duke. And he's gonna be pretty pissed off, You know why? Have you ever taken a cold shower? Well multiply that by 15 million times, That's how pissed off the duke's gonna be. I'm gonna get the duke, And John Desimeties, And Lee Marvinhaugh And Sam Beckinforth, And a case of whiskey, And drive down to Texas, And, (hey, Hey, You know you really are an *******) Why don't you shut up and sing the song pal, You know the whole time I thought I was that *******, And it turns out it was him, What an ******* I'm an ******* (he's an *******, what an *******) I'm an ******* (he's the worlds biggest *******) A, SS, HO, LE Everybody, A, SS, HO, LE I'm an *******, and I'm Proud of it!
"Seasons In The Sun" by Westlife Good bye to you my trusted friend We've known each other Since we were nine or ten Together we've climbed hills and trees Learned of love and abcs Skinned our hearts and skinned our knees Good bye my friend it's hard to die When all the birds are Singing in the sky Now that spring is in the air Pretty girls are everywhere Think of me and I'll be there We had joy we had fun We had seasons in the sun But the hills that we climbed Were just seasons out of time Good bye papa please pray for me I was the black sheep of the family You tried to teach me right from wrong Too much wine and too much song Wonder how I got along Good bye papa it's hard to die When all the birds are Singing in the sky Now that the spring is in the air Little children everywhere When you see them I'll be there We had joy we had fun We had seasons in the sun But the wine and the song Like the seasons have all gone We had joy we had fun We had seasons in the sun But the wine and the song Like the seasons have all gone Good bye Michelle my little one You gave me love and Helped me find the sun And every time that I was down You would always come around And get my feet back on the ground Good bye Michelle it's hard to die When all the birds are Singing in the sky Now that the spring is in the air With the flowers everywhere I wish that we could both be there We had joy we had fun We had seasons in the sun But the hills that we climbed Were just seasons out of time We had joy we had fun We had seasons in the sun But the wine and the song Like the seasons have all gone We had joy we had fun We had seasons in the sun But the wine and the song Like the seasons have all gone We had joy we had fun We had seasons in the sun But the wine and the song Like the seasons have all gone I also will do "A New Way to Fly" by Garth Brooks...
Tupac - Life Goes On I have always loved this song. im not a G or nothing but just the words and the way he sings it is really cool. I have more but this is always on my mind. How many brothas fell victim to tha streetz Rest in peace young *****, there's a Heaven for a 'G' be a lie, If I told ya that I never thought of death my *****s, we tha last ones left but life goes on..... Verse One: As I bail through tha empty halls breath stinkin' in my draws ring, ring, ring quiet y'all incoming call plus this my homie from high school he's getting bye It's time to bury another brotha nobody cry life as a baller alchol and booty calls we usta do them as adolecents do you recall? raised as G's loc'ed out and blazed the weed get on tha roof let's get smoked out and blaze with me 2 in tha morning and we still high assed out screamin' 'thug till I die' before I passed out but now that your gone i'm in tha zone thinkin' 'I don't wanna die all alone' but now ya gone and all I got left are stinkin' memories I love them *****s to death i'm drinkin' Hennessy while tryin' ta make it last I drank a 5th for that ass when you passed.... cause life goes on Chorus Verse Two: Yeah ***** I got tha word as hell ya blew trial and tha judge gave you 25 with an L time to prepare to do fed time won't see parole imagine life as a convict that's getten' old plus with tha drama we're lookin out for your babies mama taken risks, while keepin' cheap tricks from gettin on her... life in tha hood... is all good for nobody remember gamin' on dumb hoties at chill parties Me and you No true a two while scheming on hits and gettin tricks that maybe we can slide into but now you burried rest ***** cause I ain't worried eyes bluried sayin' goodbye at the cemetary tho' memories fade I got your name tated on my arm so we both ball till' my dying days before I say goodbye Kato, we're meant to rest in peace Thug till I die Chorus Verse Three: Bury me smilin' with G's in my pocket have a party at my funeral let every rapper rock it let tha hoes that I usta know from way before kiss me from my head to my toe give me a paper and a pen so I can write about my life of sin a couple bottles of Gin incase I don't get in tell all my people i'm a Ridah nobody cries when we die we outlaws let me ride until I get free I live my life in tha fast lane got police chasen me to my *****s from old blocks from old crews *****s that guided me through back in tha old school pour out some liquor have a toast for tha homies see we both gotta die but ya chose to go before me and brothas miss ya while your gone you left your ***** on his own how long we mourn life goes on... Chorus *repeats to end* (sung overtop repeating chorus) Life goes on homie gone on, cause they passed away *****s doin' life *****s doin' 50 and 60 years and **** I feel ya *****, trust me I feel ya You know what I mean last year we poured out liquor for ya this year *****, life goes on we're gonna clock now get money evade b****es evade tricks give players plenty space and basicaly just represent for you baby next time you see your *****s your gonna be on top ***** their gonna be like, '*******, them *****s came up' that's right baby life goes on.... and we up out this b**** hey Kato, Mental y'all *****s make sure it's popin' when we get up there don't front.
Is it odd that I find this topic a bit disconcerting? Regardless....gimme some Enya and let me rest in peace.
I need something that sums up my self-absorption and how much I want people to reflect on my incredible depth as a thinker, how much better I saw the world than they did. I'm going to have to think about this one for a while-- dwell on it, even.
Well, I don't like to think about this either but I would definitely do, church hymn-wise, "All Creatures of Our God and King". Secular-wise, something by Floyd, maybe "Echoes" but a condensed version and not the entire 23 minute version although "Us And Them" has always struck a soft spot in my heart.
Pink Floyd 'Wish You Were Here' So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell Blue skies from pain Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell? ....................
I can't comment on my own, but if there's someone you don't particulary like too much, you could play "Ha Ha You're Dead" by Greenday. It actually is a good song. How do you get your sleep at night? How did you get your noose so tight? Like chewing on tinfoil, it's so much fun Gonna be dead before your gone Cause look how things have gotten And I'll be happy so I won't pretend And I'll be cheering that you're going down And I'll be laughing, I'll be laughing How many feelings can you steal? Gotta be part of your appeal I can see through you cause you're wearing thin Like chewing on tinfoil once again Ha Ha you're dead And I'm so happy In loving memory Of your demise When your ship is going down I'll go out and paint the town Ha Ha you're dead Ha Ha you're dead Ha Ha you're dead (ha ha ha) Ha Ha you're dead The joke is over You were an ******* And now you're gone As your ship is going down I'll stand by and watch you drown Ha Ha you're dead You're gonna be dead Just remember what I said Ha Ha you're dead Ha Ha you're dead Ha Ha you're dead
i have had these two picked out for quite a while now. both of these songs mean so much to me. good bye blue sky - pink floyd lynard skynard - tuesdays gone sad thoughts
My funeral is going to be a party, not some somber crap. I want to go out with some Earth Wind and Fire playing, preferably "September"
