• Hey, guys! FreeOnes Tube is up and running - see for yourself!
  • FreeOnes Now Listing Male and Trans Performers! More info here!

Post a random song lyric

Yeah, we're gonna fight
We do it every night
Baby, when you scratch
You know I'm gonna bite
You can make me die
I can make you cry
Opposites attract
That's the reason why
No one else could make you feel
Like I do, I do, I do
No one else gets that deep inside you
As I do, baby
Our love is a bed of nails
Love hurts good on a bed of nails
I'll lay you down and when all else fails
I'll drive you like hammer on the bed of nails
First we're gonna kiss
Then we're gonna say
Dirty little words
Only lovers say
Rockin'thru the night
Rollin'on the floor
When they hear us screamin'
They'll be breakin'down the door
No one else could make you feel
Like I do, I do, I do
No one else gets that deep inside you
As I do, baby
Our love is a bed of nails
Love hurts good on a bed of nails
I'll lay you down and when all else fails
I'll drive you like hammer on the bed of nails
Bed of nails, Bed of nails
I'll drive you like hammer on the bed of nails
Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow
Gonna drive you like hammer
Baby, put me in your slammer, oh yeah
No one else could make you feel
Like I do, I do, I do
No one else gets that deep inside you
As I do, baby
Our love is a bed of nails
Love hurts good on a bed of nails
I'll lay you down and when all else fails
I'll drive you like hammer on the bed of nails
Bed of nails, get on my bed of nails
I'll drive you like hammer on the bed of nails
Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow
Gonna drive you like hammer
Baby, put me in your slammer, oh yeah
I'll drive you like hammer on the bed of nails
 
Since I was born they couldn't hold me down
Another misfit kid, another burned-out town

Never played by the rules I never really cared
My nasty reputation takes me everywhere

I look and see it's not only me
So many others have stood where I stand
We are the young so raise your hands

They call us problem child
We spend our lives on trial
We walk an endless mile
We are the youth gone wild
We stand and we won't fall
We're the one and one for all
The writing's on the wall
We are the youth gone wild

Boss screamin' in my ear about who I'm supposed to be
Getcha a 3-piece Wall Street smile and son you'll look just like me

I said "Hey man, there's something that you oughta know.
I tell ya Park Avenue leads to Skid Row."

I look and see it's not only me
We're standin' tall ain't never a doubt
We are the young, so shout it out

They call us problem child
We spend our lives on trial
We walk an endless mile
We are the youth gone wild
We stand and we won't fall
We're the one and one for all
The writing's on the wall
We are the youth gone wild

They call us problem child
We spend our lives on trial
We walk an endless mile
We are the youth gone wild
We stand and we won't fall
We're the one and one for all
The writing's on the wall
We are the youth gone wild
We are the youth gone wild
 
Auschwitz, the meaning of pain
The way that I want you to die
Slow death, immense decay
Showers that cleanse you of your life
Forced in
Like cattle
You run
Stripped of
Your life's worth
Human mice, for the angel of death
Four hundred thousand more to die

Angel of death
Monarch to the kingdom of the dead

Sadistic, surgeon of demise
Sadist of the noblest blood
Destroying, without mercy
To benefit the aryan race

Surgery, with no anesthesia
Feel the knife pierce you intensely
Inferior, no use to mankind
Strapped down screaming out to die

Angel of death
Monarch to the kingdom of the dead
Infamous butcher,
Angel of death

Pumped with fluid, inside your brain
Pressure in your skull begins pushing through your eyes
Burning flesh, drips away
Test of heat burns your skin, your mind starts to boil
Frigid cold, cracks your limbs
How long can you last
In this frozen water burial?
Sewn together, joining heads
Just a matter of time
'til you rip yourselves apart
Millions laid out in their
Crowded tombs
Sickening ways to achieve
The holocaust

Seas of blood, bury life
Smell your death as it burns
Deep inside of you
Abacinate, eyes that bleed
Praying for the end of
Your wide awake nightmare
Wings of pain, reach out for you
His face of death staring down,
Your blood running cold
Injecting cells, dying eyes
Feeding on the screams of
The mutants he's creating
Pathetic harmless victims
Left to die
Rancid angel of death
Flying free

(leads: hanneman, king, hanneman, king, hanneman)

Angel of death
Monarch to the kingdom of the dead
Infamous butcher,
Angel of death

Angel of death
 
Send "Carry The Cross" Ringtone to your Cell
We walk through the ages
The world on our shoulders
The burden we carry
To the dark end of our days
A thousand eyes watching
every step we are taking
waiting to see us
struggle and fall

And when we are beaten
The cross holds us down
I hear them laughing
And walking away

Carry the Cross
And suffer the loss
Hear my confession
Forever damnation

Reincarnation
Bleeding forever
Recover the pain
Pain gives me strength
Pick up the cross
And carry it on
Over and over
the wheel turns again

And when we are beaten
The cross holds us down
Ihear them laughing
And walking Away

Carry the cross
And suffer the loss
Hearmy confession
Forever damnation
 
Arch fucking Enemy

Tear down the walls
Wake up the world
Ignorance is not... Bliss
So fed up with the Second best
Our time, Is here and now

I am the enemy
I am the antidote
Watch me closely
I Will Stand up... NOW!

We Will Rise
Above (x2)

Stereotype fools
Playing the game
Nothing Unique
They all look the same
In this Sea of Mediocrity
I can be anything
Anything I want to be

I am the enemy
I am the antidote
Watch me closely
I will stand up... NOW!

We Will Rise
Above

We Will Rise

We Will Rise

I am the Enemy
(I am the Enemy)
I am the Antidote
(I am the Antidote)

We Will Rise
Above

We Will Rise

We Will Rise
Rise Above

We Will Rise
 
Yeah baby, do that dance
It’s the last dance you’ll ever get the chance to do
Girl shake that ass
You ain’t ever gonna break that glass
The windshields too strong for you
I said yeah baby, sing that song
It’s the last song you’ll ever get the chance to sing
You sexy little thing
Show me what you got, give it your all
Look at you bawl, why you cryin’ to me?
Same song and dance…
 

Ace Bandage

The one and only.
The Postal Service - Nothing Better
Will someone please call a surgeon
Who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart
That you're deserting for better company?
I can't accept that it's over...
I will block the door like a goalie tending the net
In the third quarter of a tied-game rivalry

So just say how to make it right
And I swear I'll do my best to comply

Tell me am I right to think that there could be nothing better
Than making you my bride and slowly growing old together
 
We're from America, we're from America, where we eat our young
We're from America, we're from America, it's where Jesus was born

We're from America, we're from America, where they let you cum on there faces
We're from America, we're from America, we speak American

We don't believe in credibility, because we know that were fucking incredible (x2)

I want to be a martyr don't want to be a victim,
Be a killer with a gun so they call me a hero,
Want to be a martyr don't want to be a victim,
Be a killer with a gun so they call me a hero

God is an excuse (x7)
So sing it with me

We're from America, we're from America, we're from America, you can sing it with me
We're from America, we're from America, we're from America, you can sing it with me

We're from America

We don't like to kill our unborn, we need them to grow up and fight our wars (x2)

We believe in everything we say, we say it because we believe it (x2)

We're from America, we're from America, we're from America, you can sing it with me
We're from America, we're from America, we're from America, you can sing it with me

We're from America, you can sing it with me,
We're from America, you can sing it with me,

We're from America, were from America, we turn literature into litter
We're from America, were from America, we believe in being a quitter

I'm in recovery (x3)

We're from America, we're from America, from America, so sing it with me,

We're from America, we're from America, we're from America, you can sing it with me (x2)
We're from America, you can sing it with me (x2)
We eat our young (x12)
 
Sheila: Times have changed
Our kids are getting worse
They won't obey their parents
They just want to fart and curse!
Sharon: Should we blame the government?
Liane: Or blame society?
Dads: Or should we blame the images on TV?
Sheila: No, blame Canada
Everyone: Blame Canada
Sheila: With all their beady little eyes
And flapping heads so full of lies
Everyone: Blame Canada
Blame Canada
Sheila: We need to form a full assault
Everyone: It's Canada's fault!
Sharon: Don't blame me
For my son Stan
He saw the darn cartoon
And now he's off to join the Klan!
Liane: And my boy Eric once
Had my picture on his shelf
But now when I see him he tells me to fuck myself!
Sheila: Well, blame Canada
Everyone: Blame Canada
Sheila: It seems that everything's gone wrong
Since Canada came along
Everyone: Blame Canada
Blame Canada
Copy Guy: They're not even a real country anyway
Ms. McCormick: My son could've been a doctor or a lawyer rich and true,
Instead he burned up like a piggy on the barbecue
Everyone: Should we blame the matches?
Should we blame the fire?
Or the doctors who allowed him to expire?
Sheila: heck no!
Everyone: Blame Canada
Blame Canada
Sheila: With all their hockey hullabaloo
Liane: And that bitch Anne Murray too
Everyone: Blame Canada
Shame on Canada
For...
The smut we must stop
The trash we must bash
The Laughter and fun
Must all be undone
We must blame them and cause a fuss
Before somebody thinks of blaming uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuus!!!!

SABAZZ!
 
It's Wintertime and the weather's fineThe snow on the woods and fields when I reveal... my snowmobileThrill by thrill by golly n' hillBaby it'll make ya feel like an outdoor meal...On a snowmobile-upListen to the sound when the belts go round 'When the winter carnival's here...And oh what fun at the crack of the gunWhen the whole gang disappears...verseThe race is on from the bush to the pondAnd back where the judges's feel you've won their seal...For the snowmobileYou've won their seal... for the snowmobileWhere skier's ski, and skater's pee and snowshoes lend appealLike a bogie wheel,... On a snowmobileWe tip the glass to the northern lass for she won't let ya kneelShe'd rather squeal -...on a snowmobile-up-You're off to the town where the word goes roundIt's winter carnival timeIn goggles, boots, and a snowproof suit Your sweethearts on your mindYa win the race and you see her face and you know that she must feelYou've got a real... good snowmobile- repeatNow down the street U can hear the beat & the clickin of the dancer's heelWhen the fiddler's peel... off a ragtime reelYou dance and tear with an "I don't careOn the way back home you'll wheel-over hill and field -On a snowmobileup-Through the golden glow on powdered snowWhen the moon comes rolling alongOn a homeward trail U can hear the wail of the whole gang singing a song..If tomorrow's clear with fishin gearWe'll head for a lake trout meal With a rod and a reel-and a snowmobileLife can be real with a snowmobile There ain't no deal like a snowmobile
 
Well a couple of good friends of mine
Elmo and Patsy
Wrote me and said they'd written the perfect country Christmas comedy song.

I said "No you didn't. You didn't mention nothing about...... ... ...
Well...yeah you pretty much got it all. I mean Grandma and of course the
family and getting drunk and run over by heavy machinery and..."

Well since I needed the money I felt obliged to include it on this record.

And it goes a little something like this:

R: Grandma got runned over by a reindeer
Walking home from our house Christmas Eve.
You can say there's no such thing as Santa,
But as for me and Grandpa, we believe.

She'd been drinkin' too much eggnog,
And we'd begged her not to go.
But she'd left her medication,
So she stumbled out the door into the snow.

When they found her Christmas mornin',
At the scene of the attack,
There were hoof prints on her forehead,
And incriminatin' Claus marks on her back.

R: Grandma got runned over by a reindeer
Walking home from our house Christmas Eve.
(On her way home)
You can say there's no such thing as Santa,
(Say there's no Santa)
But as for me and Grandpa, we believe.
(Lord, we believe)

Now we're all so proud of Grandma,
He's been takin' this so well.
See him in there watchin' football,
Drinkin beer and playin' cards with cousin Belle.

It's not Christmas without Grandma.
All the family's dressed in black.
And we just can't help but wonder:
Should we open up her gifts or send them back?

R: Grandma got runned over by a reindeer
Walking home from our house Christmas Eve.
(Midnight before Christmas)
You can say there's no such thing as Santa,
(Say there's no Santa)
But as for me and Grandpa, we believe.
(Lord, we believe)

Now the goose is on the table
And the pudding made of fig.
And a blue and silver candle
That would have just matched the hair in grandma's wig.

I've warned all my friends and neighbors.
"Better watch out for yourselves.
They should never give a license,
To a man who drives a sleigh and plays with elves."

R: Grandma got runned over by a reindeer
Walking home from our house Christmas Eve.
(Minding her own business)
You can say there's no such thing as Santa,
(What do you mean there's no Santa?)
But as for me and Grandpa, we believe.
(Lord, we believe)

Oh
As for me and Grandpa, we believe.
(We believe in Santa Claus.)
 
behold bastard son
I am the evil one
no glory to be reached
no more thy slavery
the passion I besieged
spawn terror
smash thy will
ye pale dominion fades away my
will dominates

and watch my star arise
burning up the earth
sun - the eye of gods
threw into the space
watch ye moon eclipse
fallinf from thy grace
watch all nations cry
all feared ov his name
praise the flame!
watch angels falling from the skies
praise the flame!
I killed thy god
my will is done!
thou art lord

rise me! rise me high!
lead thru the gates ov sun
rise me! rise me high!
where angels do not dare to fly
invite to feast ov gods
and let me drift away
leave flames ov infamy
and watch me kiss the stars
 
"...Once inside a woman's heart
A man must keep his head
Heaven opens up the door
Where angels fear to tread
Some men go crazy
Some men go slow
Some men go just where they want
Some men never go..."
 

Ace Bandage

The one and only.
We should get jerseys 'cause we make a good team
But yours would look better than mine 'cause you're out of my league

And I know that it's so cliched to tell you that everyday
I spend with you is the new best day of my life
And everyone watching us just turns away with disgust
This jealously, they can see that we've got it going on

I'm racking my brain for a new improved way
To let you know, you're more to me than what I know how to say
You're okay with the way this is going to be
'Cause this is going to be the best thing we've ever seen

If anyone could make me a better person, you could
All I gotta say is I must have done something good
You came along one day and you rearranged my life
All I gotta say is I must have done something right
I must have done something right
 

Facetious

Moderated
[ . .Oh, dance in the dark night, sing to the morning light

The Dark Lord rides in force tonight, and time will tell us all

I hear the horses thunder down in the valley below
I'm waiting for the angels of Avalon, waiting for the eastern glow

The apples of the valley hold the seeds of happiness
The ground is rich from tender care, which they do not forget, no, no
Dance in the dark night, sing to the morning light

The apples turn to brown and black, the tyrant's face is red

Oh, war is the common cry, pick up your swords and fly
The sky is filled with good and bad, mortals never know

Oh well, the night is long, the beads of time pass slow
Tired eyes on the sunrise, waiting for the eastern glow

The pain of war cannot exceed the woe of aftermath
The drums will shake the castle wall, the Ringwraiths ride in black (ride on)

Sing as you raise your bow, (ride on) shoot straighter than before
No comfort has the fire at night that lights the face so cold

Oh, dance in the dark night, sing to the morning light

. .] :bowdown:
 

Facetious

Moderated
^
f_mcc8huwim_e1a0ee1.gif


''...Ooh, And when she walks, Ooh, lemme tell ya:
She walks and when she talks, she talks and
When she looks at me in the eye
She's my baby lord I wanna make her mine
Tell me baby what you want me to do!
You want me to love you, love some other man too?
Ain't gonna call me Mr. pitiful, no!
I don't need no respect from nobody...

I ain't gonna tell you nothing I ain't gonna no more, no!
She's my baby let me tell you that I love her so and
And! She's the woman I really wanna love
And let me tell you more, oooh!
She's my baby she lives next door
She's the one a woman the one a woman that I know.
I ain't gonna... tell you one thing that you really ought to know ooh!
She's my lover baby and I love her so and
She's the one that really makes me whirl and twirl!
And she's the kind of lover that makes me me fill the whole world and
She's the one who really makes me jump and shout, ooh!
She's the kind of girl--I know what it's all about!
Take it take it

Excuse me
Oh will you excuse me
I'm just trying to find the bridge... Has anybody seen the bridge?

(Have you seen the bridge?)
I ain't seen the bridge!

(Where's that confounded bridge?)'' (spoken by Robert Plant)
 
Top