Great lines in songs....any genre
My childhood wasn't what you might call a success
I was born in northern England in a time of strife and stress
The war was over and somebody said we'd won
But I was too young to know all the damage that was done
Now looking back, there are things that I recall
I was frightened of the dark when I was small
They said it's over now at last
Think of the future not the past
Chorus
And we will try, To build a new and better life
Out of darkness we'll bring light for all mankind
Yes we will strive, Now until the end of time
For the sake of you and I
And all mankind
2nd verse
Sometimes I think of all the prizes we have won
But we are no richer now than before when we had none
I look around and I see ashes everywhere
Yet the madness still goes on, Doesn't anybody care
Though, on reflection, there are words that I still hear
Could it be that someone somewhere is sincere
No matter what the price may be
We must believe in sanity
My childhood wasn't what you might call a success
I was born in northern England in a time of strife and stress
The war was over and somebody said we'd won
But I was too young to know all the damage that was done
Now looking back, there are things that I recall
I was frightened of the dark when I was small
They said it's over now at last
Think of the future not the past
Chorus
And we will try, To build a new and better life
Out of darkness we'll bring light for all mankind
Yes we will strive, Now until the end of time
For the sake of you and I
And all mankind
2nd verse
Sometimes I think of all the prizes we have won
But we are no richer now than before when we had none
I look around and I see ashes everywhere
Yet the madness still goes on, Doesn't anybody care
Though, on reflection, there are words that I still hear
Could it be that someone somewhere is sincere
No matter what the price may be
We must believe in sanity
To live their fantasies
But most of us just dream about
The things we'd like to be
Sadder still to watch it die
Than never to have known it
For you, the blind who once could see
The bell tolls for thee..."
To live their fantasies
But most of us just dream about
The things we'd like to be
Sadder still to watch it die
Than never to have known it
For you, the blind who once could see
The bell tolls for thee..."
Ready to burst
A load of my lymph
Will quench this dead body's thirst
One month in the grave
twisted and half decayed
She turned a putrid yellow
I pissed in her maggot filled asshole
Fucking the rotting
My semen is bleeding
The smell of decay
Seeps from her genital cavity
The smell was unbearable
As I unburied her
I juice blood from my erection
I feel it run
down her throat, swallow
Eyes glassy and vacant
body dug up to play with
Skin greasy and naked
tounguing her rotted anus
I need a live woman
to fill with my fluid
A delicate girl, to mutilate, fuck and kill
her body exceptional
she thought I was normal
but I wanted more
I came blood inside of her
chocking on the clot
gagging on the snot
gushing blood, from her mouth
bloody gel leaking out
Body buried in a shallow grave
Unmarked for none to find
The sickness I have left behind
Undetected go my crimes
The greatest thrill of my life
To slit my own cock with a knife
Violent, climax
Serging serum
on my skin
Back from the dead
I am resurrected
to spew, putrefaction.
Ready to burst
A load of my lymph
Will quench this dead body's thirst
One month in the grave
twisted and half decayed
She turned a putrid yellow
I pissed in her maggot filled asshole
Fucking the rotting
My semen is bleeding
The smell of decay
Seeps from her genital cavity
The smell was unbearable
As I unburied her
I juice blood from my erection
I feel it run
down her throat, swallow
Eyes glassy and vacant
body dug up to play with
Skin greasy and naked
tounguing her rotted anus
I need a live woman
to fill with my fluid
A delicate girl, to mutilate, fuck and kill
her body exceptional
she thought I was normal
but I wanted more
I came blood inside of her
chocking on the clot
gagging on the snot
gushing blood, from her mouth
bloody gel leaking out
Body buried in a shallow grave
Unmarked for none to find
The sickness I have left behind
Undetected go my crimes
The greatest thrill of my life
To slit my own cock with a knife
Violent, climax
Serging serum
on my skin
Back from the dead
I am resurrected
to spew, putrefaction.
How about some Elvis¿
Well, since my baby left me,
I found a new place to dwell.
It's down at the end of lonely street
at Heartbreak Hotel.
[Heartbreak Hotel] (words & music by Mae B. Axton - Tommy Durden - Elvis Presley)
=============================================
We're caught in a trap
I can't walk out
Because I love you too much baby
[Suspicious Minds] (words & music by Mark James)
=============================================
Don't want a four leaf clover
Don't want an old horse shoe
Want your kiss 'cause I just can't miss
With a good luck charm like you
[Good Luck Charm] (words & music by Aaron Schroeder - Wally Gold)
===============================================
How I wish that there were more
Than the twenty-four hours in the day
'Cause even if there were forty more
I wouldn't sleep a minute away
[Viva Las Vegas] (words & music by Doc Pomus and Mort Shuman)
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How about some Elvis¿
Well, since my baby left me,
I found a new place to dwell.
It's down at the end of lonely street
at Heartbreak Hotel.
[Heartbreak Hotel] (words & music by Mae B. Axton - Tommy Durden - Elvis Presley)
=============================================
We're caught in a trap
I can't walk out
Because I love you too much baby
[Suspicious Minds] (words & music by Mark James)
=============================================
Don't want a four leaf clover
Don't want an old horse shoe
Want your kiss 'cause I just can't miss
With a good luck charm like you
[Good Luck Charm] (words & music by Aaron Schroeder - Wally Gold)
===============================================
How I wish that there were more
Than the twenty-four hours in the day
'Cause even if there were forty more
I wouldn't sleep a minute away
[Viva Las Vegas] (words & music by Doc Pomus and Mort Shuman)
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Ready to burst
A load of my lymph
Will quench this dead body's thirst
One month in the grave
twisted and half decayed
She turned a putrid yellow
I pissed in her maggot filled asshole
Fucking the rotting
My semen is bleeding
The smell of decay
Seeps from her genital cavity
The smell was unbearable
As I unburied her
I juice blood from my erection
I feel it run
down her throat, swallow
Eyes glassy and vacant
body dug up to play with
Skin greasy and naked
tounguing her rotted anus
I need a live woman
to fill with my fluid
A delicate girl, to mutilate, fuck and kill
her body exceptional
she thought I was normal
but I wanted more
I came blood inside of her
chocking on the clot
gagging on the snot
gushing blood, from her mouth
bloody gel leaking out
Body buried in a shallow grave
Unmarked for none to find
The sickness I have left behind
Undetected go my crimes
The greatest thrill of my life
To slit my own cock with a knife
Violent, climax
Serging serum
on my skin
Back from the dead
I am resurrected
to spew, putrefaction.
Ready to burst
A load of my lymph
Will quench this dead body's thirst
One month in the grave
twisted and half decayed
She turned a putrid yellow
I pissed in her maggot filled asshole
Fucking the rotting
My semen is bleeding
The smell of decay
Seeps from her genital cavity
The smell was unbearable
As I unburied her
I juice blood from my erection
I feel it run
down her throat, swallow
Eyes glassy and vacant
body dug up to play with
Skin greasy and naked
tounguing her rotted anus
I need a live woman
to fill with my fluid
A delicate girl, to mutilate, fuck and kill
her body exceptional
she thought I was normal
but I wanted more
I came blood inside of her
chocking on the clot
gagging on the snot
gushing blood, from her mouth
bloody gel leaking out
Body buried in a shallow grave
Unmarked for none to find
The sickness I have left behind
Undetected go my crimes
The greatest thrill of my life
To slit my own cock with a knife
Violent, climax
Serging serum
on my skin
Back from the dead
I am resurrected
to spew, putrefaction.
A straight shootin' son-of-a-gun
The first thing that I'd like to do
Is to save every day
Till Eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you
Like the mountains in springtime like a walk in the rain
Like a storm in the desert like a sleepy blue ocean
You fill up my senses come fill me again
A straight shootin' son-of-a-gun
The first thing that I'd like to do
Is to save every day
Till Eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you
Like the mountains in springtime like a walk in the rain
Like a storm in the desert like a sleepy blue ocean
You fill up my senses come fill me again
ooh, they're red, white and blue.
And when the band plays "Hail To The Chief",
oh, they point the cannon at you, Lord,
Fortunate Son
ooh, they're red, white and blue.
And when the band plays "Hail To The Chief",
oh, they point the cannon at you, Lord,
Fortunate Son
Whiskey river don't run dry
Whiskey river don't run dry
There's still time to change the road you're on.
There's still time to change the road you're on.
Then work came and made us free
What price now for a shallow piece of dignity
I wish I had a bottle
Right here in my dirty face to wear the scars
To show from where I came
We dont talk about love we only want to get drunk
And we are not allowed to spend
As we are told that this is the end
A design for life
Then work came and made us free
What price now for a shallow piece of dignity
I wish I had a bottle
Right here in my dirty face to wear the scars
To show from where I came
We dont talk about love we only want to get drunk
And we are not allowed to spend
As we are told that this is the end
A design for life
I'm thinking that it must be love
I'm thinking that it must be love
Ready to burst
A load of my lymph
Will quench this dead body's thirst
One month in the grave
twisted and half decayed
She turned a putrid yellow
I pissed in her maggot filled asshole
Fucking the rotting
My semen is bleeding
The smell of decay
Seeps from her genital cavity
The smell was unbearable
As I unburied her
I juice blood from my erection
I feel it run
down her throat, swallow
Eyes glassy and vacant
body dug up to play with
Skin greasy and naked
tounguing her rotted anus
I need a live woman
to fill with my fluid
A delicate girl, to mutilate, fuck and kill
her body exceptional
she thought I was normal
but I wanted more
I came blood inside of her
chocking on the clot
gagging on the snot
gushing blood, from her mouth
bloody gel leaking out
Body buried in a shallow grave
Unmarked for none to find
The sickness I have left behind
Undetected go my crimes
The greatest thrill of my life
To slit my own cock with a knife
Violent, climax
Serging serum
on my skin
Back from the dead
I am resurrected
to spew, putrefaction.
you serious?
Ready to burst
A load of my lymph
Will quench this dead body's thirst
One month in the grave
twisted and half decayed
She turned a putrid yellow
I pissed in her maggot filled asshole
Fucking the rotting
My semen is bleeding
The smell of decay
Seeps from her genital cavity
The smell was unbearable
As I unburied her
I juice blood from my erection
I feel it run
down her throat, swallow
Eyes glassy and vacant
body dug up to play with
Skin greasy and naked
tounguing her rotted anus
I need a live woman
to fill with my fluid
A delicate girl, to mutilate, fuck and kill
her body exceptional
she thought I was normal
but I wanted more
I came blood inside of her
chocking on the clot
gagging on the snot
gushing blood, from her mouth
bloody gel leaking out
Body buried in a shallow grave
Unmarked for none to find
The sickness I have left behind
Undetected go my crimes
The greatest thrill of my life
To slit my own cock with a knife
Violent, climax
Serging serum
on my skin
Back from the dead
I am resurrected
to spew, putrefaction.
you serious?
So that when they turn their backs on you
You'll get the chance to put the knife in.
Dogs- Pink Floyd
So that when they turn their backs on you
You'll get the chance to put the knife in.
Dogs- Pink Floyd
You know it's going to get harder, and harder, and harder as you get older
And in the end you'll pack up, fly down south
Hide your head in the sand
Just another sad old man
All alone and dying of cancer.
Dogs- Pink Floyd
You know it's going to get harder, and harder, and harder as you get older
And in the end you'll pack up, fly down south
Hide your head in the sand
Just another sad old man
All alone and dying of cancer.
Dogs- Pink Floyd
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