Lyrics, quotes, etc. that you like or are inspired by!

[P7PSP]

"Death to the old flesh! Long live the new flesh!" Max Rinn from the movie Videodrome.

[Icequeen]

"Half of life is fucking up the other half is dealing with it."

"The blues is losing someone you love and not having enough money to immerse yourself in drink."

"Scar tissue is stronger than regular tissue. Realize the strength, move on."

"Yes, I guess you could say I am a loner, but I feel more lonely in a crowed room with boring people than I feel on my own."

~~Henry Rollins~~

[Blasted]

"Half of life is fucking up the other half is dealing with it."

"The blues is losing someone you love and not having enough money to immerse yourself in drink."

"Scar tissue is stronger than regular tissue. Realize the strength, move on."

"Yes, I guess you could say I am a loner, but I feel more lonely in a crowed room with boring people than I feel on my own."

~~Henry Rollins~~

Reminds me of Breakfast at Tiffany's:

"Listen...you know those days when you get the mean reds?"
"The mean reds? You mean like the blues?"
"No... the blues are because you're getting fat or because it's been raining too long. You're just sad, that's all. The mean reds are horrible. Suddenly you're afraid and you don't know what you're afraid of. Do you ever get that feeling?"

[Blasted]

“I had a friend who was a heavy drinker. If somebody asked him if he’d been drunk the night before, he would always answer off-handedly, “Oh, I imagine.” I’ve always liked that answer. It acknowledges life as a dream.”

Kurt Vonnegut

[Blasted]

"You are not special. You are not a beautiful or unique snowflake. You are the same decaying organic matter as everything else."

Fight Club

[Adam]

'Soldiers started running away from the battlefield. A batallion commissar, armed with two revolvers, began shouting: "Where are you running, you whores, where? Go forward for our Motherland, for Jesus Christ, motherfuckers! For Stalin, you whores!" They turned round and occupied their defensive positions again.'

 :lol:

[Adam]

And from the Simpsons:

Marge: And did you know that history is written by the winners?
Homer: Really? I thought it was written by LOSERS!

 

[Parts]

99 bottles of beer on the wall, 99 bottles of beer.
Take one down and pass it around, 98 bottles of beer on the wall.

98 bottles of beer on the wall, 98 bottles of beer.
Take one down and pass it around, 97 bottles of beer on the wall.

97 bottles of beer on the wall, 97 bottles of beer.
Take one down and pass it around, 96 bottles of beer on the wall.

96 bottles of beer on the wall, 96 bottles of beer.
Take one down and pass it around, 95 bottles of beer on the wall.

95 bottles of beer on the wall, 95 bottles of beer.
Take one down and pass it around, 94 bottles of beer on the wall.

....


 

[enronh]

like this:



John Cooper Clarke - Evidently Chickentown

the bloody cops are bloody keen
to bloody keep it bloody clean
the bloody chief's a bloody swine
who bloody draws a bloody line
at bloody fun and bloody games
the bloody kids he bloody blames
are nowehere to be bloody found
anywhere in chicken town

the bloody scene is bloody sad
the bloody news is bloody bad
the bloody weed is bloody turf
the bloody speed is bloody surf
the bloody folks are bloody daft
don't make me bloody laugh
it bloody hurts to look around
everywhere in chicken town
the bloody train is bloody late
you bloody wait you bloody wait
you're bloody lost and bloody found
stuck in fucking chicken town

the bloody view is bloody vile
for bloody miles and bloody miles
the bloody babies bloody cry
the bloody flowers bloody die
the bloody food is bloody muck
the bloody drains are bloody fucked
the colour scheme is bloody brown
everywhere in chicken town

the bloody pubs are bloody dull
the bloody clubs are bloody full
of bloody girls and bloody guys
with bloody murder in their eyes
a bloody bloke is bloody stabbed
waiting for a bloody cab
you bloody stay at bloody home
the bloody neighbors bloody moan
keep the bloody racket down
this is bloody chicken town

the bloody pies are bloody old
the bloody chips are bloody cold
the bloody beer is bloody flat
the bloody flats have bloody rats
the bloody clocks are bloody wrong
the bloody days are bloody long
it bloody gets you bloody down
evidently chicken town
the bloody train is bloody late
you bloody wait you bloody wait
you're bloody lost and bloody found
stuck in fucking chicken town

[Blasted]

"I haven't been fucked like that since grade school"

Fight Club

[RageBeoulve]

"I haven't been fucked like that since grade school"

Fight Club

LMFAO

[P7PSP]

I was sitting in the Hollywood Hawaiian Hotel
I was staring in my empty coffee cup
I was thinking that the Gyspy wasn't lyin'
All the salty margaritas in Los Angeles
I'm gonna drink 'em up

And if California slides into the ocean
Like the mystics and statistics say it will
I predict this Hotel will be standing
Until I pay my bill

Warren Zevon  Desperados Under The Eaves
Zevon was fucking brilliant. RIP Warren

[TheoK]

Anxiety

No hand is as empty as mine,
no heart so desolate.
If anyone entered my homestead,
he'd think he was among the dead.

Alone I walk on a barren ground,
far away from my heart.
No storm blows hard and strong,
small and empty my pain.

Withered herbs stand at my feet,
lukewarm winds do me follow.
Nothing rushes against my chest
with a high and trembling billow.

Each evening I lean my tired head
against the effete tree-trunks.
On my roads to long I've trodden,
their dust covers the herbs.

*

Once I will leave the ground that life gave,
leave the desolate homestead.
A longing for the thundering grave of the sea
I carry deep in my heart.

 - Pär Lagerkvist

[Eclair]

Anxiety

No hand is as empty as mine,
no heart so desolate.
If anyone entered my homestead,
he'd think he was among the dead.

Alone I walk on a barren ground,
far away from my heart.
No storm blows hard and strong,
small and empty my pain.

Withered herbs stand at my feet,
lukewarm winds do me follow.
Nothing rushes against my chest
with a high and trembling billow.

Each evening I lean my tired head
against the effete tree-trunks.
On my roads to long I've trodden,
their dust covers the herbs.

*

Once I will leave the ground that life gave,
leave the desolate homestead.
A longing for the thundering grave of the sea
I carry deep in my heart.

 - Pär Lagerkvist

This is sad.

[Blasted]

"I saw two shooting stars last night, I wished on them but they were only satellites.  It's wrong to wish on space hardware.  I wish, I wish, I wish you'd care."

Billy Bragg.  Best fucking lyrics EVER.