Classic rock lyrics

[fire&skill]

And they say there's no provisions

There's not enough to go round

But when it comes to the gun

There's a bullet for everyone

 

[WhingForPresident]

She's so lovely, she's so lovely, she's so lovely, she's so love-a-lay

 

[Twinkle Toes]

I am the son
and the heir
Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I am the son and the heir
Of nothing in particular..

 

[herbicide]

Lime and limpid green
a second scene,
A fight between the blue
you once knew.
Floating down the sound resounds
Around the icy waters underground
Jupiter and Saturn
Oberon Miranda and Titania
Neptune Titan
Stars can frighten...you

Blinding signs flap flicker flicker flicker
Blam pow pow
Stairway scare Dan Dare,who's there?

Lime and limpid green
The sound surrounds the icy waters under
Lime and limpid green
The sound surrounds the icy waters
Underground

 

[public school boy]

Two little boys had two little toys ( bought from Ann Summers )

 

[Twinkle Toes]

You think that you're
Hot shit, I heard
You ain't nothin' but a
Cold turd

If you don't wanna f*** me baby,
Baby, f*** off.

 

[Alex Alex Dawson oo! oo!]

I know a mouse
And he hasn't got a house
I don't know why
I call him Gerald
He's getting rather old
But he's a good mouse

You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world
I'll give you anything
Everything if you want things

 

[Vankleek Hill Seagull]

And that goes for all you punks in the press
That want to start shit by printin' lies instead of the things we said
That means you
Andy Secher at Hit Parader
Circus Magazine
Mick Wall at Kerrang
Bob Guccione Jr. at Spin,
What you pissed off cuz your dad gets more pussy than you?
f*** you
Suck my fuckin' dick

You be rippin' off the fuckin' kids
While they be payin' their hard earned money to read about the bands
They want to know about
Printin' lies startin' controversy
You wanta antagonize me
Antagonize me motherfucker
Get in the ring motherfucker
And I'll kick your bitchy little ass
PUNK

 

[public school boy]

I love The Dead before they are cold their bluing flesh for me to hold

 

[Twinkle Toes]

How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.

 

[public school boy]

God save Marty Boreman and The Nazis on the run

 

[Trufflehound]

You're a star-belly sneech
You suck like a leech
You want everyone to act like you
Kiss ass while you bitch
So you can get rich
But your boss gets richer off you

Well you'll work harder
With a gun in your back
For a bowl of rice a day
Slave for soldiers
Till you starve
Then your head is skewered on a stake

 

[phil1977]

I nominate The Fall's Kicker Conspiracy. Mark E. Smith's views on football written/recorded in 1983. Considering it's age, it can be scarily attributed to the present state of the domestic game. the second verse in particular

"In the marble halls of the charm school
How flair is punished
Under Marble Millichip, the F.A. broods [2]
On how flair can be punished
Their guest is a Euro-State magnate
Corporate-ulent
How flair is punished"

Check out the accompaning video on youtube it's a classic in my eyes!!

 

[upthealbion1970]

How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.

this

 

[Superphil]

Maybe not everyones version of classic, but it is to me

A thirst for the Hun,
We were food for the gun,and that's
What you are when you're soldiers


Or, on another note (just about the only lines safe for posting)

Well I've been to Hastings
And I've been to Brighton
I've been to Eastbourne too
So what, So What

 

[highway61]

you've gotta lotta nerve to say you are my friend
when i was down you just stood there grinnin'
you've gotta lotta nerve to say you have a helping hand to lend
you just want to be on the side that's winnin'

you see me on the street, you always act surprised
ya say "how are you?", "good luck", but ya dont mean it
when you know as well as me you'd rather see me paralized
why dont you just come out once and scream it

i know the reason you talked behind my back
i used to be among the crowd you're in with
but do you take me for such a fool, to think i'd make contact
with the one who tries to hide what he dont know to begin with?

you say i've let you down - ya know its not like that
if you're so hurt, why then doncha show it?
you say you've lost your faith, but thats not where its at
ya have no faith to lose - an' ya know it

no, i doe not feel that good when i see the heartbreaks you embrace
if i was a master thief perhaps i'd rob them
and tho i know you're dissatisfied with your position and your place
dont you understand, its not my problem?

i wish that for just one time you could stand inside my shoes
and just for that one moment i could be you
yes, i wish that for just one time you could stand inside my shoes
you'd know what a drag it is to see you

 

[Twinkle Toes]

I'm gonna call her on the telephone
Have her over cos I'm all alone
I need excitement oh I need it bad
And its the best, I've ever had

I wanna hold her wanna hold her tight
Get teenage kicks right through the night

 

[Alex Alex Dawson oo! oo!]

Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Now there's a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
You were caught on the crossfire of childhood and stardom,
blown on the steel breeze.
Come on you target for faraway laughter,
come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine!
You reached for the secret too soon, you cried for the moon.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Threatened by shadows at night, and exposed in the light.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Well you wore out your welcome with random precision,
rode on the steel breeze.
Come on you raver, you seer of visions,
come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine!

 

[Twinkle Toes]

She’s the main man in the office in the city
And she treats me like I’m just another lackey
But I can put a tennis racket up against my face
And pretend that I am Kendo Nagasaki

 

[Spun Cuppa]

'...the new groups, are not concerned, with what there is to be learned...they're all too busy, fighting, for a good, good place, under the lighting...'