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What is your favorite song of all time?
Mine would have to be Lovesick by Gangstarr ... and semi-rap track from the early 90's. |
Gee this is a tough one, so many songs, so many different stages of life
Can I have a top 4 ? :blink: Tall Timber - Skyhooks Never Say Die - Bon Jovi Time of Your Life - Green Day Hardluck Woman - Kiss :) Last edited by HoneyBlond at Jun 5 2004, 08:18 PM |
tough to pick one, but amongst them would be:
Slayer -- "Angel Of Death" Metallica -- "Damage, Inc." Venom -- "Welcome To Hell" Frank Sinatra -- "My Way" |
Nelly, P Diddy & Murphy Lee - Shake Ya Tailfeather
50 Cent - In Da Club Snoop Dogg Ft Pharell - Beautiful :bdance: |
mine is:
"Die muthafucker, die, muthafucker..." I don't know the author or the melody, but I repeat those words on the daily basis ;-)) |
My current top 4
When I wake in the morning: Maurice Ravel - Boléro Getting to work: R. Kelly - She's Got That Vibe Hanging out getting a drink: Luniz - I Got Five Relaxing at night with the girlfriend: Playboy Jazz After Dark - Various |
Serge, that group is called Dope... Check out http://www.grouchymedia.com/videos/die_ter...s_die/index.cfm for a video rendition. :awinky:
I would have to say that among my favorite songs, the one that stands out the most is: Kansas - Dust in the Wind |
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No problem... B)
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I could never narrow it down to one song.
I like music from many genres. A few that come to mind: Flagpole Sitta - Harvey Danger Joe Walsh - Life's Been Good King Crimson - Indiscipline Neil Young - Cowgirl in the Sand Neil Young - Rockin in the Free World Pearl Jam - Alive Rush - The Working Man Buddy Holly - Not Fade Away Steely Dan - Rikki don't lose that number... |
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Hmmm..
Gotta list a couple... James Taylor- Something In The Way She Moves Pink Floyd- Comfotably Numb Cat Stevens- Moonshadow Jimmy Buffet- Coast of Marseilles to name a few... |
Amhán Na bhFiann
Sinne Fianna Fáil, Atá Fá gheall ag Éirinn, Buidhean dár sluagh tar rúinn do ráinig chughainn: Fámhoídh bheírh saor, Sean-tír ár sinnsear feasta Ní fágfar fá'n tíorán ná fa'n tráil; Anocht a theigeamh sa bhearna baoghail, Le gean ar Gaedhí chun báis nó saoghail, Le gunna sgréach: Fá lamhach na piléar. Seo Libh canaidh amhrán na bhFiann. Seo dhibh a cháirde duan oglaidh Caithréimeach, bríoghmhar, ceolmhar. Ár dteinte cnámh go buacach táid, `S an spéir go min réaltógach. Is fionmhar faobhrach sinn chun gleo 'S go tiúnmhar glé roimh tigheacht do'n ló, Fa ciúnas chaoimh na h-oidhche ar seol, Seo libh, canaídh amhrán na bhFiann. Cois banta réidhe, ar árdaibh sléibhe. Ba bhuadhach ár rinnsear romhainn, Ag lámhach go tréan fá'n sár- bhrat séin Tá thuas sa ghaoith go seolta; Ba dhúthchas riamh d'ár gcine cháidh Gan iompáil riar ó imirt áir, 'Siubhal mar iad i gcoinnibh rámhaid Seo libh, canaidh amhrán na bhFiann. A buidhean nach fann d'fuil Ghaoidheal is Gall Sinn breacadh lae na saoirse, Tá sgéimhle 's sgannradh í gcroidhthibh namhad, Roimh ranngaibh laochra ár dtíre; Ár dteinte is tréith gan spréach anois, Sin luinne ghlé san spéir anoir, 'S an bíodhbha i raon na bpiléar agaibh: Seo libh, canaidh amhrán na bhFiann. |
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That 2nd verse alwasy brings a tear to my eye.... :unsure: :blink: :yowsa: :agrin: |
Here's the English version:
A Soldier's Song We'll sing a song, a soldier's song, With cheering rousing chorus, As round our blazing fires we throng, The starry heavens o'er us; Impatient for the coming fight, And as we wait the morning's light, Here in the silence of the night, We'll chant a soldier's song. Chorus: Soldiers are we whose lives are pledged to Ireland; Some have come from a land beyond the wave. Sworn to be free, No more our ancient sire land Shall shelter the despot or the slave. Tonight we man the gap of danger In Erin's cause, come woe or weal 'Mid cannons' roar and rifles peal, We'll chant a soldier's song In valley green, on towering crag, Our fathers fought before us, And conquered 'neath the same old flag That's proudly floating o'er us. We're children of a fighting race, That never yet has known disgrace, And as we march, the foe to face, We'll chant a soldier's song Chorus Sons of the Gael! Men of the Pale! The long watched day is breaking; The serried ranks of Inisfail Shall set the Tyrant quaking. Our camp fires now are burning low; See in the east a silv'ry glow, Out yonder waits the Saxon foe, So chant a soldier's song. |
cool change! :bdance:
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Jolly Roger - Adam & the Ants
have loved that song since HS and always makes me smile and sing along spaz :matey: |
Let's see .... I've got about 347,904 favorite songs
so looks like I'll post often In my head right now ...... My friends called today Down from L.A. They were shooting pool all night Sleeping half the day They said I could crash If I could find my own way I told them you were leaving On a bus to go away That's alright, that's okay ..... .....And remember what I say girl And it goes this way Girl, don't go away mad... Girl, just go away |
Banana Republics....Jimmy Buffet
"Some of them running from lovers Leaving no forward address Some of them are running tons of ganga Some of them are running from the IRS" |
She's got an alligator bag
Top hat to match Dressed in black on black She's got a Philipino girlie She claims is her friend I tell you boys, you just gotta laugh Now I used to call her Cindy She changed her name to "Sin" I guess that's the name of her game I really used to love her Then, the kitty she discovered It's got to be a sexual thing Introduced me to her lover In a cellophane dress Then they bid me a sweet fairwell Last time I saw them They were kissing so softly To the sound of wedding bells All, all around the world Girls will be girls It's the same ol', same ol' situation It's the same ol', same ol' ball and chain |
Vick
you just can't go wrong with Motley Crue (did you notice how much of VH1's 100 Most Metal Moments ws Motley-ized?) Serge, I even saw Danny Spitz on there during an Anthrax moment, but oddly enough, they didn't have any updated interviews with him, even though the rest of Anthrax was all over the show commenting on the other selections ;-) |
Speaking of Motley Crue
You gotta love one of their most successful songs of all time...and oddly enough, it's not a rabble rousing rocker, but a piano ballad....I've got my cigarette lighter out just browsing the lyrics: You know I'm a dreamer But my heart's of gold I had to run away high So I wouldn't come home low Just when things went right It doesn't mean they were always wrong Just take this song and you'll never feel Left all alone Take me to your heart Feel me in your bones Just one more night And I'm comin' off this Long & winding road I'm on my way Well I'm on my way Home sweet home Tonight tonight I'm on my way I'm on my way Home sweet home You know that I've seen To many romantic dreams Up in lights, fallin' off The silver screen My heart's like an open book For the whole world to read Sometimes nothing keeps me together At the seams I'm on my way Well I'm on my way Home sweet home Tonight tonight I'm on my way Just set me free Home sweet home |
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Saw Vince Neil again this weekend, he plays a local club here about every 6 months (this time he even remarked they should be the House band). All Crue songs, he basically asks the crowd to make the song list as they go along Have to admit "Home Sweet Home" is my bathroom song. They start it, I go piss |
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Saw Vince Neil again this weekend, he plays a local club here about every 6 months (this time he even remarked they should be the House band). All Crue songs, he basically asks the crowd to make the song list as they go along Have to admit "Home Sweet Home" is my bathroom song. They start it, I go piss[/b][/quote] He did the request thing when he played here at Boulder Station awhile back too....the whole set was nothing but song requests. He has a house here in Vegas at in Seven Hills, maybe I'll have to buy out there......hmmm |
Dead Babies by Alice Cooper is always a warm fuzzy feeling :blink:
OK, there might be something very very wrong with me |
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Anti-Manifesto by Propagandhi...
Geek USA by Smashing Pumpkins... there's a whole bunch really... Know Your Enemy by Rage Against the Machine Yes I know my enemies They’re the teachers who taught me to fight me Compromise, conformity, assimilation, submission Ignorance, hypocrisy, brutality, the elite. |
Pretty, pretty so innocent
She says you ain't seen nothing yet Brings me a dirty, dirty magazine There she was for all the world to see I try like hell but I'm out of control. All in the name of rock 'n' roll For sex and sex I'd sell my soul Says to me daddy Can I have some candy Wanna be your nasty Anytime you want You know you can have me |
"I kissed a Girl"
or "Mary Moo" |
Sisters of Mercy - "This Corrosion" :rokk:
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Helter Skelter in a summer swelter
The Byrds flew off with a fall out shelter Eight miles high and falling fast It landed foul on the grass The players tried for a forward pass With The Jester on the sidelines in a cast Now, the halftime air was sweet perfume While The Sergeants played a marching tune We all got up to dance, Oh, but we never got the chance 'Cause the players tried to take the field The marching band refused to yield! Do you recall what was revealed The day the music died? We started singing Oh, and there we were all in one place A generation lost in space With no time left to start again So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick Jack Flash sat on a candle stick Because fire is the devil's only friend Oh, and as I watched him on the stage My hands were clenched in fists of rage No angel born in Hell Could break that Satan's spell And as the flames climbed high into the night To light the sacrificial rite I saw Satan laughing with delight The day the music died He was singing So bye, bye Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinking whiskey in Rye Singing this will be the day that I die, This will be the day that I die Beyond a shadow of a doubt the greatest Rock song ever written Still holds true all these years later Amazing lyrical imagery and metaphor You can substitute Eddie Veder/Kurt Cobain for Mick Jagger's Satan and it plays true for alternative killing hair band/sleaze rock |
Too many to list, but right now anything is better than Leapfrog's "The K says 'kuh'! The K says 'kuh'! Every letter makes a sound, the K says 'kuh'!"
:headwall: The song getting played repeatedly here this week is Downfall by Matchbox 20, followed closely by Figured You Out by Nickelback. I like your pants around your feet... |
I like to listen to the Tibetan mantras
http://xboard.biz/choga.mp3 http://xboard.biz/felix.mp3 http://xboard.biz/gyurme2.mp3 http://xboard.biz/karta.mp3 http://xboard.biz/krdas.mp3 |
She gets too hungry for dinner at eight.
She like the theatre and never comes late. She never bothers with people she hates. That´s why the lady is a tramp. Doens´t like crapgames with barons or earls. Won´t go to Harlem in ermine and pearls. Won´t dish the dirt with the rest of the girls. That's why the lady is a tramp. She like the free fresh wind in her hair, life without care. She´s broke and it´s oke. Hates California, it´s cold and it´s damp. That´s why the lady is a tramp. She gets too hungry to wait for dinner at eight. She loves the theatre, but never comes late. She´d never bother with people she´d hate. That´s why the lady is a tramp. She´ll have no crapgames with sharpies and frogs. And she won´t go to Harlem in Lincolns or Fords. And she won´t dish the dirt with the rest of the broads. That´s why the lady is a tramp. She loves the free fresh wind in her hair, life without care. She´s broke but it´s oke. Hates California, it´s so cold and so damp. That´s why the lady. that´s why the lady, that´s why the lady is a tramp. |
Fell to the red room
Because she was there A scarlet woman She got me in fear She said do all those things that you do to me You know what I mean Do all those things that you do to me yeah Love remover love remover machine You little fun remover love remover machine Baby baby baby baby baby I fell from the sky Yesterday you blew my mind oh yeah Having trouble with my direction Upside down psychotic reaction Love removal love removal machine You little soul shaker love removal machine |
With the heartbreak open
So much you can't hide Put on a little makeup makeup Make sure they get your good side good side If the words unspoken Get stuck in your throat Send a treasure token token Write it on a pound note pound note Don't drink don't smoke - what do you do? Don't drink don't smoke - what do you do? Subtle innuendos follow There must be something inside We don't follow fashion That would be a joke You know we're going to set them set them So everyone can take note take note When they saw you kneeling Crying words that you mean Opening their eyeballs eyeballs Pretending that you're Al Green Al Green No one's gonna tell me What's wrong or what's right Or tell me who to eat with sleep with Or that I've won the big fight big fight Look out or they'll tell you You're a "Superstar" Two weeks and you're an all time legend I think the games have gone much too far If the words unspoken Get stuck in your throat Send a treasure token token Write it on a pound note pound note Don't drink don't smoke - what do you do? Don't drink don't smoke - what do you do? Subtle innuendos follow, must be something inside |
i'm drunk.
and right now i'm so in love with you. and i don't want to think too much about what we should or shouldn't do. lay my hands on Heaven and the sun and the moon and the stars. while the devil wants to fuck me in the back of his car. nothing quite like the feel of something new. This is the only time I really feel alive |
Dark in the city, night is a wire
Steam in the subway, earth is a fire Do-do do do, do do do, do do do, do do do, do do Woman you want me, give me a sign And catch my breathing even closer behind Do-do do do, do do do, do do do, do do do, do do In touch with the ground I’m on the hunt I’m after you Smell like I sound, I’m lost in a crowd And I’m hungry like the wolf Straddle the line, in discord and rhyme I’m on the hunt I’m after you Mouth is alive with juices like wine And I’m hungry like the wolf Stalked in the forest, too close to hide I’ll be upon you by the moonlight side Do-do do do, do do do, do do do, do do do, do do High blood drumming ony our skin it’s so tight You feel my heart, I’m just a moment behind Do-do do do, do do do, do do do, do do do, do do Hungry like the wolf Burning the ground I break from the crowd I’m on the hunt I’m after you I smell like I sound, I’m lost and I’m found And I’m hungry like the wolf Strut on a line, it’s discord and rhyme I’m on the hunt I’m after you Mouth is alive with juices like wine And I’m hungry like the wolf |
Madman drummers bummers and 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 unpleasing sneezing and wheezing the calliope crashed to the ground Some all-hot half-shot was headin' for the hot spot snappin' his fingers clappin' his hands And some fleshpot mascot was tied into a lover's knot with a whatnot in her hand And now young Scott with a slingshot finally found a tender spot and throws his lover in the sand And some bloodshot forget-me-not whispers daddy's within earshot save the buckshot turn up the band And she was blinded by the light Cut loose like a deuce another runner in the night Blinded by the light She got down but she never got tight, but she'll make it alright Some brimstone baritone anti-cyclone rolling stone preacher from the east He says: "Dethrone the dictaphone, hit it in its funny bone, that's where they expect it least" And some new-mown chaperone was standin' in the corner all alone watchin' the young girls dance And some fresh-sown moonstone was messin' with his frozen zone to remind him of the feeling of romance Some silicone sister with her manager's mister told me I got what it takes She said I'll turn you on sonny, to something strong if you play that song with the funky break, And go-cart Mozart was checkin' out the weather chart to see if it was safe to go outside And little Early-Pearly came in by her curly-wurly and asked me if I needed a ride, Oh, some hazard from Harvard was skunked on beer playin' backyard bombardier Yes and Scotland Yard was trying hard, they sent a dude with a calling card, he said, do what you like, but don't do it here Well I jumped up, turnedaround, spit in the air, fell on the ground Asked him which was the way back home He said take a right at the light, keep goin' straight until night, and then boy, you're on your own And now in Zanzibar a shootin' star was ridin' in a side car hummin' a lunar tune Yes, and the avatar said blow the bar but first remove the cookie jar we're gonna teach those boys to laugh too soon And some kidnapped handicap was complainin' that he caught the clap From some mousetrap he bought last night, Well I unsnapped his skull cap and between his ears I saw a gap but figured he'd be all right He was just blinded by the light Cut loose like a deuce another runner in the night Blinded by the light Mama always told me not to look into the sights of the sun Oh but mama that's where the fun is |
Do you know what it means to miss new orleans
And miss it each night and day I know I’m not wrong... this feeling’s gettin’ stronger The longer, I stay away Miss them moss covered vines...the tall sugar pines Where mockin’ birds used to sing And I’d like to see that lazy mississippi...hurryin’ into spring The moonlight on the bayou.......a creole tune.... that fills the air I dream... about magnolias in bloom......and I’m wishin’ I was there Do you know what it means to miss new orleans When that’s where you left your heart And there’s one thing more...i miss the one I care for More.....more than I miss.......new orleans |
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