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Old 10-08-2007, 02:37 AM   #11
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Minor Threat: Sometimes Good Guys Don't Wear White

I'm a poor boy born in a rut
Some say my manners aint the best
Some of my friends made a whole lot of trouble
And some towns are better than the rest

But tell your momma and your papa
Sometimes good guys dont wear white

Everyday I work hard
At night I spend restless time
Those rich kids and all their lazy money
They can't hold a candle to mine

So tell your momma and your papa
Sometimes good guys dont wear white

Good guys, bad guys
Which is which?
The white collar worker
Or the digger of the ditch?
Man, who's to say who's the better man?
I'm doin the very best I can
Best I can

You thought I had a dirty mind
All those messed up chicks
Of the changing times
Love-filled and easy livin
Can't come close
To the love that I've given

So tell your momma and your papa
Sometimes good guys dont wear white
They don't wear white
They don't wear white
They don't wear white
They don't wear white
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Old 10-08-2007, 02:50 PM   #12
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U2 sometimes you can't make it on your own!!!!!!!!!!
My ex-boyfriend/ current roommate, plays and sings this one for me and it means sooo much. Every time I hear it I think of him and know I am loved by him, and he loves me too!
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Old 10-08-2007, 03:11 PM   #13
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Kinda hard, mostly events in my life have made it so songs will really speak to me.

The last one (quite a while ago) was probably Don Mclean, Castles in the Air
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Old 11-21-2007, 02:09 PM   #14
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Linkin Park

Hands Held High


Turn my mic up louder I got to say somethin'.
Lightweights step it aside when we come in
Feel it in your chest, the syllables get pumpin
People on the street they panic and start running.

Words on loose leaf sheet complete coming.
I jump in my mind and summon the rhyme i'm dumping.
Healing the blind I promise to let the sun in
Sick of the dark ways we march to the drum and

Jump when they tell us that they wanna to see jumping.
**** that, I wanna see some fists pumping.
risk something, take back what's yours
say something that you know they might attack you for

cause I'm sick of being treated like I have before
like it's stupid standing for what I'm standing for.
Like this war's really just a different brand of war.
Like it doesn't cater to rich and abandon poor.

Like they understand you in the back of the jet, when you
can't put gas in your tank, and these ****ers are
laughing their way to the bank and cashing the check
asking you to have compassion, AND have SOME respect

for a leader so nervous in an obvious way
Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay
and the rest of the world watching at the end of the day
in the living room laughing like "what did he say?"

Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen

In my living room watching but I am not laughing,
Cause when it gets tense I know what might happen
The world is cold, the bold men take action
have to react or get blown into fractions.

Ten years old, it's something to see,
another kid my age drug under a jeep,
taken and bound, and found later under a tree,
I wonder if he had thought the next one could be me.

Do you see, the soldiers, they're out today
they Brush the dust from bulletproof vests away.
It's ironic, at times like this you pray,
but a bomb blew the mosque up yesterday.

There's bombs on the buses, bikes, roads,
inside your market,your shops, your clothes,
My dad, He's got a lot of fear I know
but enough pride inside not to let that show.

My brother had a book he would hold with pride
A little red cover with a broken spine.
On the back, he hand wrote a quote inside:
"when the rich wage war, it's the poor who die"

Meanwhile, the leader just talks away
Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay
and the rest of the world watching at the end of the day
both scared and angry like "what did he say?"

Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen.

With hands held high into a sky so blue
as the ocean opens up to swallow you.

With hands held high into a sky so blue
as the ocean opens up to swallow you.

With hands held high into a sky so blue
as the ocean opens up to swallow you.

With hands held high into a sky so blue
as the ocean opens up to swallow you.

With hands held high into a sky so blue
as the ocean opens up to swallow you.

With hands held high into a sky so blue
as the ocean opens up to swallow you.
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Old 11-21-2007, 02:22 PM   #15
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I know most of you have never heard of these guys, but I had a nostalgic moment yesterday and found the video for this on YouTube.

Cold Chisel: "Flame Trees"

Kids out driving Saturday afternoon pass me by
I'm just savouring familiar sights
We share some history, this town and I
And I can't stop that long forgotten feeling of her
Try to book a room to stay tonight

Number one is to find some friends to say "You're doing well
After all this time you boys look just the same"
Number two is the happy hour at one of two hotels
Settle in to play "Do you remember so and so?"
Number three is never say her name

Oh the flame trees will blind the weary driver
And there's nothing else could set fire to this town
There's no change, there's no pace
Everything within its place
Just makes it harder to believe that she won't be around

But Ah! Who needs that sentimental bollsh!t, anyway
Takes more than just a memory to make me cry
I'm happy just to sit here round a table with old friends
And see which one of us can tell the biggest lies

There's a girl falling in love near where the pianola stands
With her young local factory out-of-worker, holding hands
And I'm wondering if he'll go or if he'll stay

Do you remember, nothing stopped us on the field
In our day

Oh the flame trees will blind the weary driver
And there's nothing else could set fire to this town
There's no change, there's no pace
Everything within its place
Just makes it harder to believe that she won't be around

Oh the flame trees will blind the weary driver
And there's nothing else could set fire to this town
There's no change, there's no pace
Everything within its place
Just makes it harder to believe that she won't be around



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Old 11-24-2007, 03:32 AM   #16
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Phil Collin's "One More Night" will always be permanently etched into such a sad memory. One of the newbies that my husband worked with had recently married. Young, vibrant, nice couple.........up and going places engineer & architecture graduate wife. They had gone target practice the day before and the wife had picked up the gun to put it away when it went off and struck Todd in the back killing him within minutes of getting his bike ready for a mileathon. How can this be? The song playing at the time was Phil Collin's "One More Night" and to this day when I hear it I immediately think of Todd and Brenda.
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Old 11-24-2007, 07:27 AM   #17
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I know most of you have never heard of these guys, but I had a nostalgic moment yesterday and found the video for this on YouTube.

Cold Chisel: "Flame Trees"

Kids out driving Saturday afternoon pass me by
I'm just savouring familiar sights
We share some history, this town and I
And I can't stop that long forgotten feeling of her
Try to book a room to stay tonight

Number one is to find some friends to say "You're doing well
After all this time you boys look just the same"
Number two is the happy hour at one of two hotels
Settle in to play "Do you remember so and so?"
Number three is never say her name

Oh the flame trees will blind the weary driver
And there's nothing else could set fire to this town
There's no change, there's no pace
Everything within its place
Just makes it harder to believe that she won't be around

But Ah! Who needs that sentimental bollsh!t, anyway
Takes more than just a memory to make me cry
I'm happy just to sit here round a table with old friends
And see which one of us can tell the biggest lies

There's a girl falling in love near where the pianola stands
With her young local factory out-of-worker, holding hands
And I'm wondering if he'll go or if he'll stay

Do you remember, nothing stopped us on the field
In our day

Oh the flame trees will blind the weary driver
And there's nothing else could set fire to this town
There's no change, there's no pace
Everything within its place
Just makes it harder to believe that she won't be around

Oh the flame trees will blind the weary driver
And there's nothing else could set fire to this town
There's no change, there's no pace
Everything within its place
Just makes it harder to believe that she won't be around


Okay...
Thanks for posting that link. I've never seen the video before. Got their songs just not seen most of their videos. Most of what they do holds meaning when you listen to their lyrics.
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Old 11-24-2007, 10:00 AM   #18
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True Blue by John Williamson

TRUE BLUE 21st Anniversary - Lyrics by John Williamson

He is playing a concert on the tv at the moment which is why I thought of this song. Some (all?) of you might be familiar with this song as it was played at Steve Irwin's memorial service but that isn't why I suggest this song. Perth recently lost three media identities in a very short time. This song was used for both of the two men. It was just very touching the way people kept on phoning up the radio and asking for this song for both men.

I surprised myself thinking of this song but it always makes me sad now when I hear it. Anticipating he will finish the concert with it.
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Old 11-24-2007, 10:02 AM   #19
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Box of Rain

Look out of any window, any morning, any evening, any day.
Maybe the sun is shining, birds are singing,
No rain is falling from a heavy sky.
What do you want me to do, to do for you to see you through?
For this is all a dream we dreamed one afternoon, long ago.

Walk out of any doorway, feel your way, feel your way like the day before.
Maybe you'll find direction,
Around some corner where it's been waiting to meet you.
What do you want me to do, to watch for you while you are sleeping?
The please don't be surprised when you find me dreaming too.

Look into any eyes you find by you, you can see clear to another day,
Maybe been seen before, through other eyes on other days while going home.
What do you want me to do, to do for you to see you through?
It's all a dream we dreamed one afternoon, long ago.

Walk into splintered sunlight,
Inch your way through dead dreams to another land.
Maybe you're tired and broken,
Your tongue is twisted with words half spoken and thoughts unclear

What do you want me to do, to do for you to see you through?
A box of rain will ease the pain, and love will see you through.

Just a box of rain, wind and water,
Sun and shower, wind and rain,
In and out the window like a moth before a flame.

And it's just a box of rain, I don't know who put it there,
Believe it if you need it, or leave it if you dare.

And it's just a box of rain, or a ribbon for tour hair;
Such a long long time to be gone, and a short time to be there.
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Old 11-24-2007, 10:07 AM   #20
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Eyes Of The World

Right outside this lazy summer home
you ain't got time to call your soul a critic no.
Right outside the lazy gate of winter's summer home,
wond'rin' where the nut-thatch winters,
wings a mile long just carried the bird away.

Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world,
the heart has it's beaches, it's homeland and thoughts of it's own.
Wake now, discover that you are the song that the mornin' brings,
But the heart has it's seasons, it's evenin's and songs of it's own.

There comes a redeemer, and he slowly too fades away,
And there follows his wagon behind him that's loaded with clay.
And the seeds that were silent all burst into bloom, and decay,
and night comes so quiet, it's close on the heels of the day.

Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world,
the heart has it's beaches, it's homeland and thoughts of it's own.
Wake now, discover that you are the song that the mornin' brings,
But the heart has it's seasons, it's evenin's and songs of it's own.

Sometimes we live no particular way but our own,
And sometimes we visit your country and live in your home,
sometimes we ride on your horses, sometimes we walk alone,
sometimes the songs that we hear are just songs of our own.

Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world,
the heart has it's beaches, it's homeland and thoughts of it's own.
Wake now, discover that you are the song that the mornin' brings,
But the heart has it's seasons, it's evenin's and songs of it's own.
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