LAGWAGON lyrics

Dinner And A Movie

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Here we go again Until one of us says when Making old mistakes The brake lights illuminate Accidents repeat You can count on me Crushing you in vain 'Cause I will save you You can hate me We're so well adjusted Darlin' it's pathetic justice Find out where I breathe Suffocate my needs Van Gough kept his ears But I will love you You won't save me We're so well adjusted Darlin' it's pathetic justice It's already better than last time I ruined another girl's life I am a portrait of serenity and desperate need I'll hold you here until you cannot breathe If I break up with you You'll find someone new So I'll choose misery And I will save you You can hate me They'll all be disgusted Darlin' it's poetic It's pathetic justice

Death Magick For Adepts

CRADLE OF FILTH "Midian"
Come distortured artists Bitter things seek meaning Even if they're madness to behold Once forbears to horizons Where the dead stayed dreaming Now nightmares waken souls That fear the living's toll Gova, Bosch and Brueghel Three times moonwise stain thy graves For words alone are at loss to trace The face of today's inhuman wraith One half adrift in the vast abyss Of despair and misery The other a mask of rich red lips Whetted by the fevers of belief and greed All damned in this inferno Where even Virgil averts His eyes From the black mass mutual gang rape Of Caesing hands an forced divides Trespass these seven gates To a world bloodlet to shades Where Seraphim (Falling on deaf ears) bleat Of their cold and coming Master's race In the seweres of Babylon Stillborn to a trough anon Chimiracles will hatch like plots To dredge faeces to pearl their cross Enter Penteholocaust! Five Aeons past, yet still Man grasps At final straws to save his cast His Lord is a leper we shall not want He betrayed us with white lies His acrid pall as of the tomb Reminds us how we rot inside Gutted like fool's paradise Glutted on cruel appetites... Holding court to chaos Folding to far graver arms A downfall fatal to all resounds As orgies peak in self centred psalms And Nature screams Her sufferings Under bowed and cankered wings A bleak scorched Earth necrotica burning Like the robes we've torn from Her She begs Us lay Her pain to rest Lest We are left with nothingness Save for Her stripped and ravished flesh And if Her fate is not portent of Apocalypse Then the comets that graxe nightskies Will surely cleanse of wrongs and reichs When you and I and all else dies... It's rotting down This carcass Maggotropolis Interdependent as worms to the grave Allah's true name is naught Chist acannot save Locked in a waltz of evermore frantic steps Spells of regret... Death Magick for Adepts Be prepared to fulfill prophecies The glorious fall of a sin dynasty Gutted like fool's paradise Glutted on cruel appeitites... We've woven hearts a thorn arbour Left tear streaked reason upon the shore And bereft of compass, star or more Set out for this World's end Few at the prow, most slave below Painting coal a perfect gold But for all it's worth, the engines slow Dead in the brine again Come cabin fever, sodomy on the bounty Prey to phallus seas That hiss and foam to douse disease A storm roars on the way Blacker than the Ace of Rapes Dealt out by Death in darkwood glades Our Ship of Fools, all boards handmade Sinks, dashed by seismic waves...

Help Save The Youth Of America

Billy Bragg "Talking With The Taxman About"
Help save the youth of America Help save them from themselves Help save the sun-tanned surfer boys And the Californian girls When the lights go out in the rest of the World What do our cousins say They're playing in the sun and having fun, fun, fun Till Daddy takes the gun away From the Big Church to the Big River And out to the Shining Sea This is the Land of Opportunity And there's a Monkey Trial on TV A nation with their freezers full Are dancing in their seats While outside another nation Is sleeping in the streets Don't tell me the old, old story Tell me the truth this time Is the Man in the Mask or the Indian An enemy or a friend of mine Help save the youth of America Help save the youth of the world Help save the boys in uniform Their mothers and their faithful girls Listen to the voice of the soldier Down in the killing zone Talking about the cost of living And the price of bringing him home They're already shipping the body bags Down by the Rio Grande But you can fight for democracy at home And not in some foreign land And the fate of the great United States Is entwined in the fate of us all And the incident at Tschernobyl proves The world we live in is very small And the cities of Europe have burned before And they may yet burn again And if they do I hope you understand That Washington will burn with them Omaha will burn with them Los Alamos will burn with them

I Got A Gun

JOHN HIATT "Warming Up To The Ice Age"
She took some blood and tears From an old fruit jar She rubbed it on her belly Where he left his scars She's such a fragile thing Like pigeon bones He couldn't whip my little brother He wouldn't leave her alone So if you see that man Done these things to her Tell him, he'd better run I got a gun I got a gun y'all Justice will be done I got a gun, got a gun They say a man with a weapon He gets 99 years But I would give my life To wash away her tears So if you see that man Done these things to her Tell him, he'd better run I got a gun I got a gun y'all Justice will be done I got a gun, got a gun Now I never looked at a pistol But now I lost my grip The judge would only give him a slap on the wrist I ain't had it very long But now it's in my hand She took her very last whippin' from that spineless man I got a gun I got a gun y'all Justice will be done I got a gun, got a gun

Dope Vibe Mood

Grim Skunk
This guy attacked me But said I blew his mind We became friends in good time He said play a fat beat And don't be shy You'd be surprised what you'd find This ain't no compliment It's justice you will see Now just take it away baby I feel a presence I don't know And the mystic wind is blowin' Dope vibe mood... (2x) Now if you trust me I won't tell you what to do, But I'll put this mood into you And if you must see proof Your judgement is the best, oh yeah Just put this mood to the test This ain't no compliment It's justice you will see Take the guitar and play yeah I can see my tube amp glow I can feel the music flowing When the moon's in phase You catch a unique vibe Your guitars takes us for a ride When your lucky stars Are singing from above We feel power of love This ain't no compliment It's justice you will see Now just take it away baby...

Hope For The Runaway

KENNY LOGGINS "Back To Avalon"
Out in the city strees Alone and weak from the cold and hunger, Trembling hands unfold a photograph. Mom and Dan and Ann Marie, Smiles from a distant sunrise, The only smile you've seen in days. CHORUS Come back to me Come back my darlin' Come back to me Or I will fade away Come back to me Come back my darlin' I still believe in you My runaway. Jesse and Willy Lee Play in the street while their mother wonders, Why won't they listen to a word I say? I sing a lullaby To the baby in my arms And the laughter fades away. CHORUS Come back to me Come back my darlin' I'm sending hope For the runaway Somewhere a flash of light Cuts through the night Like a lighthouse callin' All of the lost and forgotten. I made a vow I will continue 'Till i find you. I'll never stop, I'll never stop believein' I will wait for you forever Sending you Hope for the runaway.

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