| Against Me! – Because of the Shame Lyrics | 13 years ago |
| No Surrender by Springsteen. | |
| Jason Anderson – Watch Your Step Lyrics | 14 years ago |
| you're breaking a heart that you haven't won yet. | |
| Hot Water Music – Seein' Diamonds Lyrics | 15 years ago |
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From the Till the Wheels Fall Off booklet. I remember seein' diamonds. Whatever happened to them? D'ya smash them all when you flew away? Your jets burned everything, and laid a coat so dark and bitter you'd never believe it's the same little world. But it is the same. All changed and rearranged, but it is the same. Just changed. Rearranged. I remember early morning, in the car by the side of the road, you said you had something to say. I crawled out with my head spinning. I covered my ears too late. Everything felt dead in me. But I am the same. All changed and rearranged, but I am the same. Just changed. Rearranged. Just returning felt like murder, but I could not stay away. I was holding back from getting on. But I am the same. All changed and rearranged, but I am the same. Just changed. |
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| Hot Water Music – We'll Say Anything We Want Lyrics | 15 years ago |
| Underrated. | |
| None More Black – Drop The Pop Lyrics | 15 years ago |
| This song is perfection. | |
| Paint It Black – We Will Not Lyrics | 15 years ago |
| This song. This is the best song. | |
| Paint It Black – election day Lyrics | 15 years ago |
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"Who needs D.C. when we've got D4?" Fuck. Yes. |
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| Latterman – My Bedroom Is Like For Artists Lyrics | 15 years ago |
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Uhh...what? I'm pretty sure it's about finding a scene or community you love: "the next time I get up and try leaving town Shoot my fucking plane to the ground I saw new things in the same old town" And even when it seems fucked or things aren't the way you think they should be, you need to stick around and try to improve it: "Even though it's warm down here Don't let it lull us to sleep" "Streets gentrified like it's no problem..." |
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| Hot Water Music – Blackjaw Lyrics | 15 years ago |
| This song is sadly more apropos than ever. It perfectly describes the feeling of being lower middle class, futilely slaving away for too long for not enough money and being unable to provide your children with a better life than you had. It sucks. | |
| Against Me! – Anna Is a Fucking Stool Pigeon Lyrics | 16 years ago |
| "Eric" is Eric McDavid. Read about him at http://www.supporteric.org . | |
| The Gaslight Anthem – The Backseat Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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It might be "try" instead of "tried", but considering the rest of the chorus is in past tense, I went with "tried". In the backseats of burned out cars in the disenchantment lane The ideal angels twist and turn and ask forgiveness for future mistakes But you and I, we've been through this maybe a hundred times before Always hitching rides with strangers that papa warned us about before But you know the summer always brought it, that wild and reckless breeze And in the backseat, we just tried to find some room for our knees And in the backseat, we just tried to find some room to breathe And in the wild desert sun, we drove straight on through the night We rode a fever out of Boston, dreamed of California lights Come July, we'll ride the ferris wheel, go round and round and round And If you never let me go, well, I will never let you down And you know the summer always brought it, all those wild and reckless breezes And in the backseat, we just tried to find some room for our knees And in the backseat, we just tried to find some room to breathe And now in the backseat, we just try to find some room to breathe And these cowboys all go crazy in the heat Chasing the lights in all the girls along the Santa Ana streets they're just dying to meet It meant nothing to me You know the summer always brought it, that wild and reckless breeze And in the backseat we just tried to find some room for our knees |
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| The Draft – New Eyes Open Lyrics | 16 years ago |
| Darth Vader. | |
| Latterman – My Bedroom Is Like For Artists Lyrics | 16 years ago |
| This is what it's all about. | |
| The Gaslight Anthem – The Navesink Banks Lyrics | 16 years ago |
| This song reminds me of The River by Springsteen. A lot. | |
| AJJ – Rejoice Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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Rejoice, rejoice, God's ears are stitches Rejoice, his eyes are big Xs Oh, rejoice, his arms are burning witches Oh, rejoice, his hands perform hexes Rejoice despite the fact this world will hurt you And rejoice despite the fact this world will kill you And rejoice despite the fact this world will tear you to shreds Rejoice because you're trying your best And rejoice, the bed you sleep in is burning Oh, rejoice, the sky's fucking falling Oh, rejoice, the world we know is turning Oh, rejoice, your father's been calling Rejoice although this world will devastate you And rejoice although this world will penetrate you And rejoice although you will not survive Rejoice, you'll never make it out alive And rejoice, your hair it smells like burning hair Oh, rejoice, your nails all got chewed off Oh, rejoice, and holy fuck you're bleeding there Oh, rejoice, you burned your whole beard off Rejoice despite the fact this world will hurt you And rejoice despite the fact this world will kill you And rejoice despite the fact this world will tear you to shreds Rejoice because you're trying your best |
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| The Lawrence Arms – Nebraska Lyrics | 16 years ago |
| That would be "as pointless days scream by". | |
| The Lawrence Arms – The Old Timer's 2x4 Lyrics | 16 years ago |
| Damn, no comments? This is an awesome "fuck you, parental unit" song. | |
| Hot Water Music – Giver Lyrics | 16 years ago |
| Also, this song is the perfect way to end their last album. | |
| Chuck Ragan – Heart of Stone Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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From the booklet from Feast Or Famine: How do you get right? With one eye closed so tight, slipping backwards, falling prey to plastic eyes. So hard to walk straight, for the style has made you sway in every cabaret, on every strip that bears your name. Open your eyes; you are standing empty and cold. Open your mouth if your voice can never be sold. Burn the bridge down. Take the long road into town, where al the bastards and all the witches mark their ground. Open your eyes; you are standing empty and cold. Open your mouth if your voice can never be sold. I only know that hearts made of stone will rarely sail far, and may never reach home. And so is the cost to live dead and lost, searching the stars to find which is ours. Well in the corners, where all the lost souls have been found, there lies a purpose, before yourself dead in the ground. |
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| Chuck Ragan – For Broken Ears Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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From the booklet from Feast Or Famine: Where are the ones that carry the guns to the far away lands with the blackened suns? From the smoke and narrow minds, the half-truth trails and the holy lies, of an empty heart, an overflowing mouth, a plastic smile and a coward's frown. Repercussions come around when the named free burns to the ground somehow. Where are the deaf and where are the dumb, from the side of the tracks where no reason comes from? And the table's never bare, the water runs and mama's always there. So who separates the world from the start? Where such words would come and such thoughts would cause a shot heard round the world, or just as sad, never heard at all. So down, down, down, like a ball of flames, to the rotten core filling up with names of hypocrites, what a massive list, don't exclude yourself from it. Don't compromise administration lies, carried out and covered up with time. Carried out and turned around to shine, or high on a pedestal of broken lives. Compassion speaks loud for itself, falls on broken ears and off the value shelf, into the dirt left to the wind, coming up strong ready to begin. To obliterate the world from the start, where such ideas come and such ideas cause a spark that'll set a blaze, and leave the embers red until the end of days. So down, down, down, like a ball of flames, to the rotten core filling up with names of hypocrites, what a massive list, don't exclude yourself from it. Don't compromise administration lies, carried out and covered up with time. Carried out and turned around to shien, or high on a pedestal of broken lives. Where are the ones that carry their guns to the far away lands with the blackened suns? From the smoke and narrow minds, the half-truth trails and the holy lies of an empty heart and an overflowing mouth, a plastic smile and a coward's frown. Repercussions come around when the word named free burns to the ground somehow. |
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| Chuck Ragan – Don't Cry (Formerly 4:30AM) Lyrics | 16 years ago |
| It's "cull" instead of "call". :P | |
| Chuck Ragan – Do What You Do Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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From the booklet from Feast Or Famine: Come dance with me or I'll explode. The reckless side is now shining through you. So shake your hair and do what you do, and I'll break my legs to keep up with you. Cause I don't like being alone, unless I feel alone. Dancing with you is everything, so I know that it can't be wrong. Steady after the wine, time after time after time, we watch the light shine through us like ghosts, as the candles burn as low as they go. Spinning until we hit the floor, the pain has never felt so good. We light ourselves up to crumble then, just to never let it end. Cause I don't like being alone, unless I feel alone. Dancing with you is everything, so I know that it can't be wrong. Steady after the wine, time after time after time, we watch the light shine through us like ghosts, as the candles burn as low as they go. So hold me close to keep me close, cause I don't like being alone unless I feel alone. |
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| Chuck Ragan – Symmetry Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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From the booklet from Feast And Famine: How would we have know we would wash away? As two solemn searching souls, together to the sea. Amongst the creatures, underneath the deepening, holding to the flame burning you and me. We sacrifice the talk and praise the eyes in all wonder and amazement, and notice every star floating in the arms of symmetry so ageless. How would we have know we would wash away? As two solemn searching souls, together to the sea. Amongst the mountains, underneath the deepening, rising to the sun but in the shadows all along. We sacrifice the talk and live for holding on to everything sacred. Surrounded by the miles of broken oars and trials covering the surface. We sacrifice the talk and cherish what we're taught, come what may surround us. And drift with clutching arms in a world so ever dark, wondering what betook us. How would we have know we would wash away? As two solemn searching souls, together to the sea. Amongst the creatures, underneath the deepening. Holding to that flame burning you and me. We sacrifice the talk and praise the eyes in all wonder and amazement, and notice every star floating in the arms of symmetry so ageless. |
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| Chuck Ragan – It's What You Will Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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From the booklet from Feast And Famine: We are the common, not filth and disgrace, you would know better if you saw it that way. Lock up your scapegoats and shut out the light, lock up your secrets and give your skeletons the keys. We will never be what you want the world to be, you'll never have a glimpse of what true love can see. Mind the world that's dying, it isn't yours to kill. Look around, it's what you will. Yeah we are the blue, so strong and confused, tracking down dusty roads finding what we lose. Dancing with the casualty spirits of the wars, shedding a few tears for the beggars and the whores. We will never be what you want the world to be, you'll never have a glimpse of what true love can see. Mind the world that's dying, it isn't yours to kill. Look around, it's what you will. Maybe there's a mutiny rising with the sun, to come shed some light on the damage that was done. Maybe it's an army or a sleeping four year old, resting from a hard day of "army" in the cold. We will never be what you want the world to be, you'll never have a glimpse of what true love can see. Mind the world that's dying, it isn't yours to kill. Look around, it's what you will. Yeah mind the world that's dying, it isn't yours to kill. Look around, it's what you will. |
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| Chuck Ragan – The Boat Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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From the booklet from Feast And Famine: Some days we're ripped and torn away from the shores and tossed to a watery grave. Set adrift in the depths of the drink and in the hand of the gods we curse. We call for help when no one's around, shot down bleeding, thoughts never make a sound. Set adrift in the depths of the dark, in the heard of the sea where we wish. I feel it in my bones when the storm is close, then I wait for the rain and the wind to blow. As dark colors fill the sky, I'm drenched and feeling so alive, eyes closed tight and my ears open for the boat. we all carry the tune we love, think of home when the waves and the going get tough. Hold our breath and go down with the wish of just one last kiss to rest. I feel it in my bones when the storm is close, then I wait for the rain and the wind to blow. As dark colors fill the sky, I'm drenched and feeling so alive, eyes closed tight and my ears open for the boat. |
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| The Lawrence Arms – Nebraska Lyrics | 17 years ago |
| SomeoneCool, I believe he says "this is killing you". | |
| Against Me! – The Ocean Lyrics | 17 years ago |
| Nope, these are the lyrics from their website. | |
| Against Me! – Thrash Unreal Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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Yeah, these are pretty wrong. Best song on the new album by far. |
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| Jimmy Eat World – My Sundown Lyrics | 17 years ago |
| About suicide, rather. | |
| Jimmy Eat World – My Sundown Lyrics | 17 years ago |
| I didn't bother to read the comments, but to me this song has always been about suicidal. If you've ever been in a deep depression or been truly suicidal, this song is way, way, way too accurate. | |
| Huey Lewis and the News – Once Upon a Time in New York City Lyrics | 17 years ago |
| I love this song... | |
| Sundowner – Midsummer Classic Lyrics | 17 years ago |
| Best song on the album. | |
| The Real McKenzies – Droppin' Like Flies Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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Love this song, the meaning's pretty straightforward. wizardneedsfood: I can understand being disappointed about them liking The Sex Pistols, but The Ramones? Come on. |
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| Hot Water Music – Giver Lyrics | 17 years ago |
| I definitely caught the Souls shoutout. | |
| Steel Train – Angelica Lyrics | 17 years ago |
| Aww. My name is Angelica. | |
| The Draft – Impossible Lyrics | 17 years ago |
| I'm pretty sure this song is about the breakup of HWM. | |
| Against Me! – Those Anarcho Punks Are Mysterious... Lyrics | 17 years ago |
| This is my favorite song ever. I even got a line engraved on my iPod (I know, how punx0r of me). | |
| Against Me! – Problems Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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Hahahaahaha these are so wrong. An inventory has been taken of every belonging An estimated value sold in event of emergencies The only backup plan in case it doesn't work out While losing semblance of coherence to a former self You know I am becoming the choices we're making Problems, problems with everything Problems, problems with everything Oh God, no Sometimes it's like conversations are a waking dream A third party perspective An audience to the self, you can almost hear the sound traveling A constant feeling of anticipation All of the sudden you know whats gonna happen These are the paranoias that have built your world They neither eat nor sleep they have no names, you know Here in the worst I will become the best of them all No more problems Problems with anything No more problems Problems with anything |
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| Bouncing Souls – Wish Me Well (Go to Hell) Lyrics | 17 years ago |
| The end of this song is SO funny. | |
| Tom Waits – Day After Tomorrow Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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I love this song. My only complaint is "I miss ol' Rockford town"...cause there's nothing to miss about Rockford. /wisconsinite |
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| Bruce Springsteen – The Promise Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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"When the promise is broken you go on living But it steals something from down in your soul Like when the truth is spoken and it don't make no difference Something in your heart goes cold" so devastating... |
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| The Falcon – The Celebutard Chronicles Lyrics | 17 years ago |
| No comments. :( This song is pretty spot-on. | |
| The Lawrence Arms – Nebraska Lyrics | 17 years ago |
| Whenever I'm depressed I put this song on repeat and it makes me feel better. | |
| Ben Folds – Gracie Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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esoryma, I think it means that he may act a certain way with his daughter, but not with anyone else. Anyways. This song is ridiculously sweet and I love it to death. |
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| Bruce Springsteen – Dead Man Walkin' Lyrics | 18 years ago |
| Wow, no comments yet? This song is amazing. It reminds me of The Stranger by Albert Camus. | |
| Rise Against – Swing Life Away Lyrics | 18 years ago |
| Funny how no one's mentioned this was written by Neil from The Lawrence Arms. Hm. | |
| Murder by Death – Brother Lyrics | 18 years ago |
| This song really, really reminds me of The Godfather Part II. | |
| The Lawrence Arms – Are You There, Margaret? It's Me, God. Lyrics | 18 years ago |
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They told me where to go And I always followed They told me what to do I swallowed every drop down They told me bedtime stories Of how I’d rise above They told me they were true I sat and thought about her On the train ride out I felt my stomach turned Like it’s done for years now I thought about her hips and thighs With the red in my eyes I felt my body burn Burn, yeah Aeroplane, aeroplane Don’t leave without me 'Cos I'm out here all by myself And I ain't got no place to sleep Aeroplane, aeroplane Don’t leave without me 'Cos I'm out here all by myself and I I ain't got no place to sleep And you told me that you loved me I swallowed every drop down And you told me how it felt Like being gagged and bound And you told me you were leaving On the last train out And you told me to go to hell Well, never tell, you’re beautiful [???] I’ve been there Believe me when I say I’m not afraid Of destruction, sorrow, fear and regret I've heard the devil call me by my name I've heard the devil call me by my name Hey, yeah Aeroplane, aeroplane Don’t leave without me ‘Cos I'm out here all by myself And I got no place to sleep Aeroplane, aeroplane Don’t leave without me ‘Cos I'm out here all by mself and I Aeroplane, aeroplane Don’t leave without me ‘Cos I'm out here all by myself And I got no place to sleep Aeroplane, aeroplane Don’t leave without me 'Cos I'm out here All by myself and I Yeah, I'm out here all by myself and I Got no place to sleep No, no, no, no Got no place to sleep No, no, no, no Believe me when I say I'm not afraid I've heard the devil call me by my name Believe me when I say I'm not afraid I've heard the devil call me by my name Not too sure about some of it, but yeah. |
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| The Lawrence Arms – Like a Record Player Lyrics | 18 years ago |
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To add to the corrections... I’ve been traveling with bottles Workin’ close with cans Sitting up for hours with my best friends in a van And they say that there’s a limit But I don’t know what they mean ‘Cos I don’t think that they'll ever be lookin’ after me It’s the only game that I know how to play Now I don’t need a doctor Cause anyone can see That I’ve had all of these shots But lord, I’m still as sick as I can be I think I need to rest my head So baby, come with me Lay down here beside me Keep me warm while I sleep There’s trouble on the way You'd best believe |
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| The Lawrence Arms – Jumping the Shark Lyrics | 18 years ago |
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Losing sight of a past time The years fly right by with the drinks. It’s morning in this small apartment And I just threw up in the sink. The coffee's not settling anything And I’m as tired as I’ve ever been. I’d like to go back to Chicago But I’m not looking back there again. I fought with all of my teachers I fought with all of my friends. I fought with the vices and sweating and shakes I’m not going back there again. No, I’m not going back there again. Tonight, tonight, I’m walkin’ away. Tonight, tonight, I’m walkin’ away. I don’t want to hear about old days What are we doing today? Fake memories, they don't impress me. The old times were never that great. We've got the whole city before us Tonight, tonight I’m walkin’ away. And I wanna bury the past. With bottles and dancing With whiskey and love. Let’s drink to the death of regret. Tonight, tonight, I’m walkin’ away. Tonight, tonight, I’m walkin’ away. I'm pretty sure. But yeah, great song. Love it to death. |
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