Some folks are born made to wave the flag,
Ooh, theyre red, white and blue.
And when the band plays hail to the chief,
Ooh, they point the cannon at you, lord
BURNINATING THE COUNTRYSIDE!
BURNINATING THE PEASANTS!
BURNINATING ALL THE PEOPLE!
AND THEIR THATCHED ROOF COTTAGES!
THATCHED ROOF COTTAGES!
House of fire
House of fire, yeah
Let's build a house of fire, baby
Not one of wood or stone
Walk thru my door of desire, baby
Come on in and make it your home
Don't need a window to watch you, baby
Don't need no roof overhead
Don't need no key to unlock ya, baby
I'll use my lovin'instead
I won't tire
Take me higher
Building a house of fire, baby
Buildin'it with our love
We are buildin'a house of fire every time we touch
House of fire
Alice Cooper

The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire,
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire,
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire,
We don't need no water let the motherf**ker burn,
Burn motherf**er burn.
Hello my name is Jimmy Pop and I'm a dumb white guy,
I'm not old or new but middle school fifth grade like junior high,
I don't know mofo if y'all peeps be buggin' give props to my ho cause she all fly,
But I can take the heat cause I'm the other white meat known as 'Kid Funky Fried',
Yeah I'm hung like planet Pluto hard to see with the naked eye,
But if I crashed into Uranus I would stick it where the sun don't shine,
Cause I'm kind of like Han Solo always stroking my own wookie,
I'm the root of all that's evil yeah but you can call me cookie,
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire,
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire,
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire,
We don't need no water let the motherf**ker burn,
Burn motherf**ker burn.
Yo yo this hard-core ghetto gangster image takes a lot of practice,
I'm not black like Barry White no I am white like Frank Black is,
So if man is five and the devil is six than that must make me seven,
This honkey's gone to heaven,
But if I go to hell then I hope I burn well,
I'll spend my days with J.F.K., Marvin Gaye, Martha Raye, and Lawrence Welk,
And Kurt Cobain, Kojak, Mark Twain and Jimi Hendrix's poltergeist,
And Webster yeah Emmanuel Lewis cause he's the anti-christ,
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire,
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire,
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire,
We don't need no water let the motherf**ker burn,
Burn motherf**ker burn.
Everybody here we go,
Ohh Ohh,
C'mon party people,
Ohh Ohh,
Throw your hands in the air,
Ohh Ohh,
C'mon party people,
Ohh Ohh,
Wave 'em like you don't care,
Ohh Ohh,
C'mon party people,
Ohh Ohh,
Everbody say ho,
Ohh Ohh,
C'mon party people,
Ohh Ohh,
Everybody here we go.
Father, father, everybody thinks we're wrong
Oh, but who are they to judge us
Simply because our hair is long
Oh, you know we've got to find a way
To bring some understanding here today
off Marvin Gaye reference
And because that song was covered by A Perfect Circle (I think. Might have been another Marvin Gaye song):
Disconnect and self-destruct
One bullet at a time.
What's your rush now,
Everyone will have their day to die.
Growing up it all seems so one-sided
Opinions all provided
The future pre-decided
Detached and subdivided
In the mass production zone
Off the mention of Rush... we're gettin' crazy now
I don't wanna grow up,
I'm a Toys'r'us kid
There's a million things at Toys'r'us that
I can play with.
I love when I can be all ironic-like
in the attic
lights
voices scream
nothin' seen
real's the dream
leaving the things that are real behind
leaving the things that you love from mind
all of the things that you learned from fears
nothin' is left for the years
toys, toys, toys
in the attic
Hey, daddy-o
I don't wanna go down to the basement
There's somethin' down there
I don't wanna go
Hey, Romeo
There's somethin' down there
I don't wanna go down to the basement
the Ramones
Underground!
Network!
Alternative!
Communication!
AntiFlag - "Underground Network"
I'll send an SOS to the world
I'll send an SOS to the world
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
Message in a bottle
Police
But I'd rather have a bottle in front of me,
Than have to have a frontal lobotomy.
I might be drunk, but at least I'm not insane.
I write you in spite of years of silence
You've cleaned up, found Jesus, things are good or so I hear
This bottle of Steven's awakens ancient feelings
Like father, stepfather, the son is drowning in the flood
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I feel insane every single time
I'm asked to compromise
Cause I'm afraid and stuck in my ways
And that's the way it stays
So how long did I expect love to outweigh ignorance?
By that look on your face I may have forced the scale to tip
I'm not insane, I'm not insane
I'm not insane, I'm not - not insane
Come back to me, it's almost easy
Come back again, it's almost easy
It's so easy,
When everyone's trying to please me...
When I disappear, would you fear for the sister I took?
When I disappear, it is clear I am up to no good.
So touch me or don't.
Just let me know
Where you've been...
Since you been gone, since you been gone
I'm outta my head, can't take it
Could I be wrong, but since you been gone
You cast the spell, so break it
You know darn well
When you cast your spell you will get your way
When you hypnotize with your eyes
A heart of stone can turn to clay
Mesmerize the simpleminded,
Propaganda leaves us blinded,
I'm just sitting
In my car and
Waiting for my girl...
This is time for livin'
Time keeps on plyin'
Think your lovin' baby
And all you do is cryin'
Can you feel all those feelin' dreams?
Look at your game girl
Look at your games girl
Games people play in the middle of the night.
AND THE TROGDOR COMES IN THE NIIIIIIIIIIIGHT!
Rumors in the air like a thief in the night,
Taking more than their share,
Taking more than their ri-hight.
Did she make you cry
Make you break down
Shatter your illusions of love
Is it over now, do you know how
Pick up the pieces and go home.
Off Fleetwood Mac's Rumours album
Oh, home on the range,
Where the deer and the antelope play
Now here we go dropping science dropping it all over
Like bumping around the town like when you're driving a range rover
Expanding the horizons and expanding the parameters
Expanding the rhymes of sucker m.c. amateurs
Naugels, isaac newton scientific e.z.
Ben franklin with the kite getting over with the key
Rock shocking the mic as many times times the times tables
Rock well to tell dispel all of the old fables
I've been dropping the new science and kicking the new k-nowledge
An m.c. to a degree that you can't get in college
The dregs of the earth and the eggs that i eat
I've got pegs through my hands and one through my feet
Shea stadium the radium e m d squared
Got kicked out of the palladium you think that i cared
It's the souuuuuuuuuuund of sciiiiiiiiiiiience
Tick tick tick tick tick tick tick BOOOM!
What's the time Mr. Wolf?
What's the time?
I say it's
1 o'clock
2 o'clock
3 o'clock
4 o'clock
5 o'clock
6 o'clock
It's spooling spooling spooling after dinner
7 o'clock
8 o'clock
9 o'clock when you're when you're with the boys
The Boys are back in town,
Guess who just got back today,
Those wild eyed kids that have been away
Today you'll make me say that I somehow have changed
Today you'll look into my eyes, I'm just not the same
To be anymore than all I am would be a lie
I'm so full of love I could burst apart and start to cry
Nobody understands the heartache,
Nobody ever feels the pain,
Nobody ever sees the tears,
When you're crying in the rain.
Now I will stand in the rain on the corner
I'll watch the people go shuffling downtown
Another ten minutes no longer
And then I'm turning around
We are the Bears Shufflin' Crew
Shufflin' on down, doin' it for you.
We're so bad we know we're good.
Blowin' your mind like we knew we would.
If....I.....would....would....you?
would you let it go
would you let it go
they cannot end
this morning
of my life
show me
how the gods kill
you gave me life, now show me how to live.....
When you were young and your heart was an open book
You used to say live and let live
(you know you did, you know you did you know you did)
But in this ever changing world in which we live in
yeah, there's THREE "in"'s in that sentence, because McCartney, that's why
change, nothing stays the same,
Unchained yeah yeah you keep on runnin
Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the strain)
Ch-ch-Changes
Don't want to be a richer man
Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the strain)
Ch-ch-Changes
Just gonna have to be a different man
Time may change me
But I can't trace time
Ti'i'i'ime is on my side, yes it is.
Ta a aime is on my side, yes it is.
Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time has gone, the song is over, thought I'd something more to say
Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
In a world of magnets and miracles
Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begun
For whom the bell tolls
Time marches on
For whom the bell tolls
Take a look to the sky just before you die
It is the last time you will
Blackened roar massive roar fills the crumbling sky
Shattered goal fills his soul with a ruthless cry
Stranger now, are his eyes, to this mystery
He hears the silence so loud
Crack of dawn, all is gone except the will to be
Now they will see what will be, blinded eyes to see
Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night
Madman drummers bummers,
Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat
In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his hat
With a boulder on my shoulder, feelin' kinda older,
I tripped the merry-go-round
With this very unpleasin', sneezin' and wheezin,
the calliope crashed to the ground
The calliope crashed to the ground
But she was...
My uniform is leather, and my power is my age
I'm gettin' it together to break out of my cage
'Cause flaming youth will set the world on fire
they used a calliope on this one. Hey, Rone *waves*
Diary of a madman
Walk the line again today
Entries of confusion
Dear diary I'm here to stay
Manic depression befriends me
Hear his voice
Sanity now it's beyond me
There's no choice
When Springsteen sang that (his) song on his first album, the line was "revved up like a goose." I like Manfred Mann's line, and poppy take, better. BTW, last night I dreamt that I included a song lyric on this thread but by the time I submitted it 8 other posters had kept the chain going and I had to delete it. That's how ingrained this thread has become.
Edit: Crap! See?!
your last two entries are in my car right now. If you start droppin' Snoop Dogg, you'll freak me out.
Continuing from Nomad's
You wired me awake
And hit me with a hand of broken nails
You tied my lead and pulled my chain
To watch my blood begin to boil
But Im gonna break
Im gonna break my
Im gonna break my rusty cage and run
For Heath, change that line to "and runizzle."
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