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The pain's gotta go someplace, So come on down to my house. Don't you know that Love's the only house big enough For all the pain in the world? Love's the only house big enough. |
Can we move to Italy
I will take a boat and meet you there Can we move to Italy I will put fresh flowers in my hair Can we move to Italy I have been traveling With my face pressed against The windscreen of my dusty car Trying to be where you are Can we move to Italy I will take a house and make it home Can we move to Italy We can dance in Venice Kiss in Rome Can we move to Italy Meet me by the church up high on the hill Please say you will Way above the shore below Down in portafino I've got my ticket And my purple rosary I know my mission I'm set for Italy Italy Watch the sun come up The sun go down Italy Punch the air Kiss the ground Italy Dance in Venice Kiss in Rome Italy Take a little house Make it home |
one day I woke up angry
one day I woke up sore, in the mirror I saw a door mat so I got up off the floor. I kicked rocks right on out of there and seen them through the dust Mom! hey , where the fuck ya goin? aint ya takin us? For 6 weeks they thought Id lost it cause I wouldnt help them out ... I think they needed a taste of what life is all about. You see , I have always been there to help them raise their kids, to try and give my input so they don't fuck up like I did. I got way too convenient , like I had NO life to live and I was just plain crazy cause I didn't have more to give Before it all was over , before I came back home, I learned a lot about myself while I was alone. I met the real Stoney who I thought I aspire to be , and realized it wasnt thought that real Stoney IS me. |
Slide. Ani Difranco.
she lay down in her party dress
and never got up needless to say she missed the party she just got sad then she got stuck she was bending like something brittle trying hard to bend she was numb with the terror of losing her best friend we never see things changing we only see them ending and some vicious whispering voice kept saying you have no choice you have.... 'cause when I look at you I squint you are that beautiful and my pussy is a tractor and this is a tractor pull |
Oh, I've been to Georgia and California and anywhere I could run
I took the hand of a preacher man and we made love in the sun But I ran out of places and friendly faces because I had to be free I've been to paradise but I've never been to me |
You say the word
You know I will find you Or if you need some time I don't mind I don't hold on To the tail of your kite I'm not like the girls that you've known But I believe I'm worth coming home to Kiss away night This girl only sleeps with butterflies With butterflies So go on and fly then boy |
Oh you speak to me in riddles, you speak to me in rhymes.
My body aches to breath your breath, your words keep me alive. |
The only aphrodisiac I need is your voice
Hearing you speak my name Beckoning me to answer Telling me you want me So I tell you that you're the answer to every question I've ever had about love Without words I use my tongue to tell the tale of us Tracing your shadowscape Kneeling before you my eyes feast upon your masculinity and All its divinity and I praise you Because all of that is for me I begin to indulge myself of your delicacies Digesting semi-sweet dark chocolate decadence as it melts Dripping down my chin Your taste is something Godiva couldn't re-create Needing every atom of your anatomy Necessity is placed upon me knowing you are the source of my serendipity Dipping in and out of me stroking more than my consciesness Subconsciously I find myself rewinding our love scenes In my daydreams |
I'm a town in Carolina,
I'm a detour on a ride for a phone call and a soda, I'm a blur from the driver's side. I'm the last gas for an hour if you're going twenty-five I am Texaco and tobacco, I am dust you leave behind I am peaches in September, and corn from a roadside stall I'm the language of the natives, I'm a cadence and a drawl I'm the pines behind the graveyard, and the cool beneath their shade, where the boys have left their beer cans I am weeds between the graves. My porches sag and lean with old black men and children Their sleep is filled with dreams, I never can fulfill them I am a town. I am a church beside the highway where the ditches never drain I'm a Baptist like my daddy, and Jesus knows my name I am memory and stillness, I am lonely in old age; I am not your destination I am clinging to my ways I am a town. I'm a town in Carolina, I am billboards in the fields I'm an old truck up on cinder blocks, missing all my wheels I am Pabst Blue Ribbon, American, and "Southern Serves the South" I am tucked behind the Jaycees sign, on the rural route I am a town I am a town I am a town Southbound. |
So you got up and you ran
And you run to get up, through Chinatowns To slip right down Soho's a town in every downtown Drinking friends who've drunk in bars Whose drunken friends in drinking bars Waiting for the lightning man to strike Icing on your cake Well, if I knew you were comin' I'd cut you a piece |
In my life the piano sings
Brings me words that are not the strength of strings Fiery rain and Ruby's cooling sun Now I see that my world has only begun Notes that roll on winds with swirling wings Brings me words that are not the strength of strings (When I'm feeling high, or I'm feeling low, or there is no change Somehow days keep melting into the night And there's always high on the cosmic range I am always high, I am always low, there is always change Hear the strings are bending in harmony Not so far from breaking on the cosmic range) |
When I woke up today
and you weren't there to play then I wanted to be with you when you showed me your eyes whispered love at the skies then I wanted to stay with you inside me I feel alone and unreal and the way you kiss will always be a very special thing to me when I lay still at night seeing stars high and light then I wanted to be with you when the rooftops shone dark all alone saw a spark spark of love just to stay with you inside me I feel, alone and unreal and the way you kiss will always be a very special thing to me if I mention your name turn around on a chain then the sky opens up for you when we grew very tall when I saw you so small then I wanted to stay with you inside me I feel, alone and unreal and the way you kiss will always be a very special thing to me inside me I feel, alone and unreal and the way you kiss will always be a very special thing to me |
This shirt is old and faded
All the color's washed away I've had it now for more damn years Than I can count anyway I wear it beneath my jacket With the collar turned up high So old I should replace it But I'm not about to try |
Working hard to get my fill,
Everybody wants a thrill; Paying anything to roll the dice, Just one more time. Some will win, some will lose, Some were born to sing the blues. Oh, the movie never ends, It goes on and on and on and on. |
I hope that the days come easy and the moments pass slow,
And each road leads you where you want to go; And if you're faced with a choice, and you have to choose, I hope you choose the one that means the most to you. And if one door opens to another door closed, I hope you keep on walkin' till you find the window. If it's cold outside, show the world the warmth of your smile. . . I hope you never look back, but you never forget All the ones who love you in the place you left. I hope you always forgive, and you never regret, And you help somebody every chance you get. Oh, you find God's grace in every mistake, And always give more than you take. . . But more than anything, My wish for you is that this life becomes all that you want it to, Your dreams stay big, and your worries stay small, You never need to carry more than you can hold. And while you're out there getting where you're getting to, I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too, Yeah, this is my wish. |
okay .... sooooo thats what I get for posting with little sleep, I thought it said limericks not lyrics......geezzzz
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Gunter glieben glauchen globen
All right I got something to say Yeah, it's better to burn out Yeah, than fade away All right Ow Gonna start a fire C'mon! Rise up! gather round Rock this place to the ground Burn it up let's go for broke Watch the night go up in smoke Drive me crazier, no serenade No fire brigade, just Pyromania What do you want? What do you want? I want rock'n'roll, yes I do Long live rock'n'roll |
I'm taking a ride
With my best friend I hope he never let's me down again He knows where he's taking me Taking me where I want to be I'm taking a ride With my best friend We're flying high We're watching the world pass us by Never want to come down Never want to put my feet back down On the ground I'm taking a ride With my best friend I hope he never let's me down again Promises me I'm as safe as houses As long as I remember who's wearing the trousers I hope he never let's me down again Never let me down See the stars, they're shining bright Everything's alright tonight |
Don't know much about practicing what I preach,
Don't know how to be envious without jealousy, Don't know how to hold my temper, when I have to get in the last word, Don't know how to speak softly and still be heard, But before I lose everything and everyone who loves me... Don't know much about love cause I get the same crap from every guy, Don't know how to see the grass being greener on my side, Don't know much about wisdom without being jaded, Don't know how to take criticism without feeling hated, But before I lose everything and everyone who loves me... Whoa man, I'm everything I said I wouldn't be, Standing here with nothing, will you help me? Don't know how to tell a joke without putting my foot in my mouth, Don't know how to be intimate if I don't have a crowd, Don't know how to be hopeful, what if they let me down? I don't know how to keep myself from hurting everyone... God if you're listening would you have a message sent? Cause I need to be a better lover, brother, and a friend. God if you're listening would you come up with some change? Cause I wake up every morning with a penny to my name. Oh, God, I don't know much about nothing, no, So give me a break. Anyway, won't anybody listen to me? |
Spend all your time waiting
for that second chance for a break that would make it okay |
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