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  • Ally_Kat
    ROTH ARMY SUPREME
    • Jan 2004
    • 7608

    the infamous lyrics thread

    I dream of Jesus by the Dead Milkmen

    It was during my 2nd senior year when Mom found Jesus Christ.
    His spirit was trapped inside an old Nana Shepard's bottle that Mom pickedout of the dumpster behind the 7-11.

    Mom brought the bottle inside and sat it down on top of the TV.
    Then she told all of us kids to gather round,
    and then she explained how Jesus lived in the bottle,
    and how, if she wanted to, she could call him out to do her bidding. Sis said it reminded her of an old TV show,
    and Mom slapped her and called her a heretic.
    I didn't say anything, cause I just still remember the time outside the Safeway,
    when it took 4 security guards to hold Mom down.

    Jesus loves me, yes I know
    For the Bible tells me so
    When I'm weak he makes me strong
    That's why I sing this song
    If I die before I wake
    Pray to him my soul don't take
    Jesus loves me, yes I know

    It wasn't long before people from all over the world started coming to
    our house to see the bottle.
    At first I thought that this would make me more popular at school. Instead it seemed to have the opposite result.
    Kids would stop and point at me in the hallway and say,
    "There's the boy whose mother keeps our savior cooped up in that tiny little bottle."
    And then everybody started calling me 'Bottle boy'.
    And that really hurt.
    It was also around this time that Mom began to attract some really weird followers.
    Like that guy who never used deodorant and spoke only in riddles. And that woman who collected 19th century hand made Amish
    swimwear.

    Jesus loves me, yes I know
    For the Bible tells me so
    When I'm weak he makes me strong
    That's why I sing this song
    If I die before I wake
    Pray to him my soul don't take
    Jesus loves me, yes I know

    Mommy she loved Jesus, but not like others did
    For she had a special bottle in which our savior lived
    Mommy she loved Jesus, but not like others did
    For she could unleash His vengeance by unfastening the lid

    As the year went on, things went from bad to worse,
    and I realized that if there wasn't a big change pretty soon, I'd never be able to get a date for the prom.
    I couldn't go the year before because Mom belonged to a church that considered dancing a one way ticket to Hell.
    But that's a whole nother story.
    Anyway, by this point Mom had appeared on the Richard Bey Show, A.M. Philadelphia and Geraldo,
    so there was no use in me changing schools, since everybody knew who my Mom was.
    Also we had to spend all the money from Mom's personal appearances to hire a bodyguard, since by this point we were getting about 400 death threats a day.

    Jesus loves me, yes I know
    For the Bible tells me so
    When I'm weak he makes me strong
    That's why I sing this song
    If I die before I wake
    Pray to him my soul don't take
    Jesus loves me, yes I know

    Then one night, I just couldn't stand it any more.
    While everyone else was sleeping I crept downstairs.
    Slowly I went up to the bottle and began to unfasten the lid.
    At first, nothing happened.
    But then the room filled with a thick white smoke.
    I was glad my sister had taken the batteries out of the smoke detector to put into her Walkman.
    When the smoke cleared, I found myself face to face with the son of God,
    who was much shorter than I had expected.
    He told me that since I'd freed Him, He'd grant me one wish.
    And that's how I got to go to the prom with Geena Davis.
    But you probably already read about that in People.

    Jesus loves me, yes I know
    For the Bible tells me so
    When I'm weak he makes me strong
    That's why I sing this song
    If I die before I wake
    Pray to him my soul don't take
    Jesus loves me, yes I know

    Mommy she loved Jesus, but not like others did
    For she had a special bottle in which our savior lived
    Mommy she loved Jesus, but not like others did
    For she could unleash His vengeance by unfastening the lid
    Mommy she loved Jesus, but not like others did
    For she had a special bottle in which our savior lived
    Mommy she loved Jesus, but not like others did
    For she could unleash His vengeance by unfastening the lid
    Roth Army Militia
  • Ally_Kat
    ROTH ARMY SUPREME
    • Jan 2004
    • 7608

    #2
    Alexander The Great [356 - 323 BC]
    Steve Harris

    My son, ask for thyself another kingdom,
    For that which I leave is to small for thee.

    Near to the East, in a part of ancient Greece,
    In an ancient land called Macedonia,
    Was born a son to Philip of Macedon,
    The legend his name was Alexander.

    At the age of nineteen, he became the Macedon king,
    And swore to free all of Asia Minor,
    By the Aegian Sea in 334 BC,
    He utterly beat the armies of Persia.

    Chorus:
    Alexander the Great,
    His name struck fear into hearts of men,
    Alexander the Great,
    Became a legend 'mongst mortal men.

    King Darius the third, Defeated fled Persia,
    The Scythians fell by the river Jaxartes,
    Then Egypt fell to the Macedon king as well,
    And he founded the city called Alexandria.

    By the Tigris river, he met King Darius again,
    And crushed him again in the battle of Arbela,
    Entering Babylon and Susa, treasures he found,
    Took Persepolis, the capital of Persia.

    Chorus:
    Alexander the Great,
    His name struck fear into hearts of men,
    Alexander the Great,
    Became a god amongst mortal men.

    A Phrygian King had bound a chariot yoke,
    And Alexander cut the "Gordion knot",
    And legend said that who untied the knot,
    He would become the master of Asia.

    Helonism he spread far and wide,
    The Macedonian learned mind,
    Their culture was a western way of life,
    He paved the way for Christianity.

    Marching on, Marching on.

    The battle weary marching side by side,
    Alexander's army line by line,
    They wouldn't follow him to India,
    Tired of the combat, pain and the glory.

    Chorus:
    Alexander the Great,
    His name struck fear into hearts of men,
    Alexander the Great,
    He died of fever in Babylon.
    Roth Army Militia

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    • Ally_Kat
      ROTH ARMY SUPREME
      • Jan 2004
      • 7608

      #3
      this song rocks cuz my nickname is in it

      Run to the Hills
      Harris

      White man came across the sea
      Brought us pain and misery
      Killed our tribes killed our creed
      Took our game for his own need

      We fought him hard we fought him well
      Out on the plains we gave him hell
      But many came too much for Cree
      Oh will we ever be set free?

      Riding through dustclouds and barren wastes
      Galloping hard on the plains
      Chasing the redskins back to their holes
      Fighting them at their own game
      Murder for freedom a stab in the back
      Women and children and cowards attack

      Run to the hills run for your lives
      Run to the hills run for your lives

      Soldier blue on the barren wastes
      Hunting and killing their game
      Raping the women and wasting the men
      The only good Indians are tame
      Selling them whisky and taking their gold
      Enslaving the young and destroying the old

      Run to the hills run for your lives
      (repeat to end)
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      • Ally_Kat
        ROTH ARMY SUPREME
        • Jan 2004
        • 7608

        #4
        Back in Black

        Back in Black
        I hit the sack
        I been too long
        I'm glad to be back
        Yes, I'm dead loose
        from the noose that's kept me hanging around.
        I'm just, uh, livin' on the side 'cause it's gettin' me high,
        forget the hearse cause I never die.
        I got nine lives, cat's eyes,
        each and evry one of them is wondrin why,
        cause I'm back!
        Yes, I'm back!
        Mama, I'm Back!
        Yes, I'm back!
        Well, I'm back, back.
        Well, I'm back in black, yes I'm back in black! Ow!

        Back in the thing,
        I drive a Cadillac,
        mama, one with a bullit,
        I'm a power pack.
        Yes, I'm in a band,
        with a gang,
        they've got to catch me if they want me to hang,
        cause I'm back on the track and I'm beatin the fox,
        nobody's gonna get me on another rap.
        So look at me now, I'm just, uh, makin' my bread,
        don't try to push your luck, just get out of my way
        cause I'm back!
        Yes, I'm back!
        Well, I'm back!
        Yes, I'm back!
        Well, I'm back, back.
        Well, I'm back in black, yes, I'm back in black.

        (solo)

        Well, I'm back!
        Yes, I'm back!
        Well, I'm back!
        Yes, I'm back!
        Well, I'm back, back.
        Well, I'm back in black, yes, I'm back in black.

        (solo)

        Well, I'm back, back,
        Back, back, back, back,
        Back in black, yes, I'm back in black.

        (solo & fade)
        Roth Army Militia

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        • Ally_Kat
          ROTH ARMY SUPREME
          • Jan 2004
          • 7608

          #5
          FOR THOSE ABOUT TO ROCK (WE SALUTE YOU)
          For Those About To Rock (We Salute You) (1981)
          Who Made Who (1986)
          LIVE (1992)
          SINGLE: Big Gun/For Those About To Rock-Shoot To Thrill(live) (1993)
          (Young, Young, Johnson)
          We roll tonight [We're on tonight]
          To the guitar bite
          Yeah, yeah, oh

          Stand up and be counted
          For what you are about to receive
          We are the dealers
          We'll give you everything you need
          Hail hail to the good times
          'Cause rock has got the right of way
          We ain't no legend, ain't no cause
          We're just livin' for today

          For those about to rock, we salute you
          For those about to rock, we salute you

          We rock at dawn on the front line
          Like a bolt right out of the blue
          The sky's alight with the guitar bite
          Heads will roll and rock tonight

          For those about to rock, we salute you
          For those about to rock, we salute you
          For those about to rock, we salute you
          Yes we do
          For those about to rock, we salute you

          Oooh, salute!
          Oooh, ooooh yeah

          We're just a battery for hire with a guitar fire
          Ready and aimed at you
          Pick up your balls and load up your cannon
          For a twenty-one gun salute

          For those about to rock - fire
          We salute you
          For those about to rock, we salute you
          Those about to rock - fire
          We salute you
          Fire
          We salute you
          We salute you
          Come on, whooa
          For those about to rock, we salute you (x4)

          Shoot, shoot (x2)

          For those of you, for those who ????
          Yeah
          (Ain't gonna get tired, won't take a break, we salute you.)

          We salute you (x3)

          Fire
          Roth Army Militia

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          • Ally_Kat
            ROTH ARMY SUPREME
            • Jan 2004
            • 7608

            #6
            She gave me the Queen... She gave me the King
            She was wheelin' and dealin'... Just doin' her thing
            She was holdin' a pair... But I had to try
            Her Deuce was wild... But my Ace was high
            But how was I to know... That she'd been dealt with before
            Said she'd never had a Full House... But I should have known
            From the tattoo on her left leg... And the garter on her right
            She'd have the card to bring me down... If she played it right

            She's got the jack, she's got the jack
            She's got the jack, she's got the jack
            She's got the jack, she's got the jack
            She's got the jack, she's got the jack
            She's got the jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack
            She's got the jack

            Poker face was her name... Poker face was her nature
            Poker straight was her game... If she knew she could get you
            She played 'em fast... And she played 'em hard
            She could close her eyes... And feel every card
            But how was I to know... That she'd been shuffled before
            Said she'd never had a Royal Flush... But I should have known
            That all the cards were comin'... From the bottom of the pack
            And if I'd known what she was dealin' out... I'd have dealt it back

            She's got the jack, she's got the jack
            She's got the jack, and who knows what else?
            She's got the jack, yeah, yeah
            She's got the jack, she's got the jack
            She's got the jack, she's got the jack
            She's got the jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack
            She's got the jack
            She's got the jack, she's got the jack,
            Ooh, It was a bad deal, (Jack)
            She gave me the (Jack), hey
            She's got the (Jack), she's got the (Jack)
            She's got the (Jack), ooh can't you tell
            She's got the (Jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack)
            (She's got the jack, she's got the Jack)
            She's got the jack, she's got the Jack
            She's got the jack, you never know!
            She's got the jack, she's got the jack
            She's got the jack
            She's got the jack, and it hurts!
            (She's got the jack)
            She's got the jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack
            She's got the jack
            Aaaaaah!

            Oooooh! Thank you, thank you, thank you people, thank you, thank you
            I'm glad you like the show, yes, thank you very much folks.


            http://www.angelfire.com/stars4/ditty/jack.html <~ in case you need your fix
            Roth Army Militia

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            • Ally_Kat
              ROTH ARMY SUPREME
              • Jan 2004
              • 7608

              #7
              Feel Like Making Love


              Baby, when I think about you
              I think about love
              Darlin’, don’t live without you
              And your love
              If I had those golden dreams
              Of my yesterdays
              I would wrap you in the heaven
              ’till I’m dyin’ on the way

              Feel like makin’
              Feel like makin’ love
              Feel like makin’ love to you

              Baby, if I think about you
              I think about love
              Darlin’ if I live without you
              I live without love
              If I had the sun and moon
              I would give you both night and day
              Of satisfyn’

              Feel like makin’
              Feel like makin’love
              Feel like makin love to you

              And if I had those golden dreams
              Of my yesterdays
              I would wrap you in the heaven
              ’til I’m dyin’ on the way

              Feel like makin’ love
              Feel like makin’ love
              (repeat many times)
              Feel like makin’ love to you
              Roth Army Militia

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              • Ally_Kat
                ROTH ARMY SUPREME
                • Jan 2004
                • 7608

                #8
                Smoke On The Water Lyrics
                by Deep Purple


                We all came out to Montreux
                On the Lake Geneva shoreline
                To make records with a mobile
                We didn't have much time
                Frank Zappa and the Mothers
                Were at the best place around
                But some stupid with a flare gun
                Burned the place to the ground
                Smoke on the water, fire in the sky

                They burned down the gambling house
                It died with an awful sound
                Funky & Claude was running in and out
                Pulling kids out the ground
                When it all was over
                We had to find another place
                But Swiss time was running out
                It seemed that we would lose the race
                Smoke on the water, fire in the sky

                We ended up at the Grand Hotel
                It was empty cold and bare
                But with the Rolling truck Stones thing just outside
                Making our music there
                With a few red lights and a few old beds
                We make a place to sweat
                No matter what we get out of this
                I know we'll never forget
                Smoke on the water, fire in the sky
                Roth Army Militia

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                • Ally_Kat
                  ROTH ARMY SUPREME
                  • Jan 2004
                  • 7608

                  #9
                  BAD COMPANY LYRICS
                  BAD COMPANY LYRICS

                  Company Always on the run
                  Destiny is the rising sun
                  Oh I was born 6-gun in my hand
                  Behind a gun I'll make my final stand

                  That's why they call me
                  Bad company
                  And I can't denyBad company
                  Till the day I die
                  Till the day I die
                  Till the day I die

                  Rebel souls
                  Deserters we are called
                  Chose a gun and threw away the sun
                  Now these towns
                  They all know our name 6-gun sound is our claim to fame

                  I can hear them say
                  Bad company
                  And I won't deny
                  Bad Bad company
                  Till the day I die
                  Till the day I die

                  SOLO

                  Bad Bad company
                  I can't deny
                  Bad company
                  Till the day I die
                  And I say it's
                  Bad company
                  Oh Yeah---Yeah
                  Bad company
                  Till the day I die
                  Oh Yeah

                  Tell me that you are not a thief
                  Oh But I am
                  Bad Company
                  It's the way I play
                  Dirty for dirty
                  Oh Somebody Double-crossed me
                  Double-cross Double-cross
                  Yeah
                  We're Bad company
                  Kill in cold blood
                  Roth Army Militia

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                  • Ally_Kat
                    ROTH ARMY SUPREME
                    • Jan 2004
                    • 7608

                    #10
                    Go With The Flow
                    Queens of The Stone Age

                    She said ’I’ll throw myself away,
                    They’re just photos after all’
                    I can’t make you hang around.
                    I can’t wash you off my skin.
                    Outside the frame, is what we’re leaving out
                    You won’t remember anyway
                    I can go with the flow
                    But don’t say it doesn’t matter anymore
                    I can go with the flow
                    Do you believe it in your head?
                    It’s so safe to play along
                    Little soldiers in a row
                    Falling in and out of love
                    With something sweet to throw away.
                    But I want something good to die for
                    To make it beautiful to live.
                    I want a new mistake, lose is more than hesitate.
                    Do you believe it in your head?
                    I can go with the flow
                    But don’t say it doesn’t matter anymore
                    I can go with the flow
                    Do you believe it in your head?
                    Roth Army Militia

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                    • Ally_Kat
                      ROTH ARMY SUPREME
                      • Jan 2004
                      • 7608

                      #11
                      Some people call me the space cowboy, yeah
                      Some call me the gangster of love
                      Some people call me Maurice
                      Cause I speak of the pompitous of love

                      People talkin' 'bout me, baby
                      Say I'm doin' you wrong, doin' you wrong
                      Well, don't you worry baby
                      Don't worry
                      Cause I'm right here, right here, right here, right here at home

                      Cause I'm a picker
                      I'm a grinner
                      I'm a lover
                      And I'm a sinner
                      I play my music in the sun

                      I'm a joker
                      I'm a smoker
                      I'm a midnight toker
                      I get my lovin' on the run
                      Wooo Wooooo

                      You're the cutest thing
                      That I ever did see
                      I really love your peaches
                      Want to shake your tree
                      Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time
                      Ooo-eee baby, I'll sure show you a good time

                      Cause I'm a picker
                      I'm a grinner
                      I'm a lover
                      And I'm a sinner
                      I play my music in the sun

                      I'm a joker
                      I'm a smoker
                      I'm a midnight toker
                      I sure don't want to hurt no one

                      Wooo Woooo

                      People keep talking about me baby
                      They say I'm doin' you wrong
                      Well don't you worry, don't worry, no don't worry mama
                      Cause I'm right here at home

                      You're the cutest thing I ever did see
                      Really love your peaches want to shake your tree
                      Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time
                      Come on baby and I'll show you a good time
                      Roth Army Militia

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                      • Ally_Kat
                        ROTH ARMY SUPREME
                        • Jan 2004
                        • 7608

                        #12
                        Gimme Three Steps
                        Lynyrd Skynyrd

                        I was cutting the rug
                        Down at a place called the jug
                        With a girl named linda lu
                        When in walked a man
                        With a gun in his hand
                        And he was looking for you know who.
                        He said, ’hey there fellow,
                        With the hair colored yellow,
                        Watcha tryin’ to prove?
                        ’cause that’s my woman there
                        And I’m a man who cares
                        And this might be all for you.’

                        I was scared and fearing for my life.
                        I was shakin’ like a leaf on a tree.
                        ’cause he was lean, mean,
                        Big and bad, lord,
                        Pointin’ that gun at me.
                        I said, ’wait a minute, mister,
                        I didn’t even kiss her.
                        Don’t want no trouble with you.
                        And I know you don’t owe me
                        But I wish you’d let me
                        Ask one favor from you.’

                        (chorus)
                        ’won’t you give me three steps,
                        Gimme three steps mister,
                        Gimme three steps towards the door?
                        Gimme three steps
                        Gimme three steps mister,
                        And you’ll never see me no more.’

                        Well the crowd cleared away
                        And I began to pray
                        As the water fell on the floor.
                        And I’m telling you son,
                        Well, it ain’t no fun
                        Staring straight down a forty-four.
                        Well he turned and screamed at linda lu
                        And that’s the break I was looking for.
                        And you could hear me screaming a mile away
                        As I was headed out towards the door.

                        (chorus)
                        Roth Army Militia

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                        • Ally_Kat
                          ROTH ARMY SUPREME
                          • Jan 2004
                          • 7608

                          #13
                          What’s Your Name?
                          Lynyrd Skynyrd


                          Well, it’s 8 o’clock in Boise, idaho
                          I’ll find my limo driver
                          Mister, take us to the show
                          I done made some plans for later on tonight
                          I’ll find a little queen
                          And I know I can treat her right.

                          (chorus)
                          What’s your name, little girl?
                          What’s your name?
                          Shootin’ you straight, little girl?
                          Won’t you do the same? .

                          Back at the hotel
                          Lord we got such a mess
                          It seems that one of the crew
                          Had a go with one of the guests, oh yes
                          Well, the police said we can’t drink in the bar
                          What a shame
                          Won’t you come upstairs girl
                          And have a drink of champagne

                          What’s your name, little girl?
                          What’s your name?
                          Shootin’ you straight, little girl?
                          For there ain’t no shame.

                          (chorus)

                          (chorus)

                          9 o’clock the next day
                          And I’m ready to go
                          I got six hundred miles to ride
                          To do one more show, oh no
                          Can I get you a taxi home
                          It sure was grand
                          When I come back here next year
                          I wanna see you again

                          What was your name, little girl?
                          What’s your name?
                          Shootin’ you straight, little girl?
                          Well there ain’t no shame
                          What was your name, little girl?
                          What’s your name?
                          Shootin’ you straight, little girl?
                          Won’t you do the same?
                          Roth Army Militia

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                          • Ally_Kat
                            ROTH ARMY SUPREME
                            • Jan 2004
                            • 7608

                            #14
                            Crossroads
                            cream

                            I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees.
                            I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees.
                            Asked the lord above for mercy, save me if you please.

                            I went down to the crossroads, tried to flag a ride.
                            I went down to the crossroads, tried to flag a ride.
                            Nobody seemed to know me, everybody passed me by.

                            I’m going down to rosedale, take my rider by my side.
                            I’m going down to rosedale, take my rider by my side.
                            You can still barrelhouse, baby, on the riverside.

                            You can run, you can run, tell my friend-boy willie brown.
                            You can run, you can run, tell my friend-boy willie brown.
                            And I’m standing at the crossroads, believe I’m sinking down.
                            Roth Army Militia

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                            • Ally_Kat
                              ROTH ARMY SUPREME
                              • Jan 2004
                              • 7608

                              #15
                              Bad Moon Rising
                              Creedence Clearwater Revival

                              I see the bad moon arising.
                              I see trouble on the way.
                              I see earthquakes and lightnin’.
                              I see bad times today.

                              Chorus:
                              Don’t go around tonight,
                              Well, it’s bound to take your life,
                              There’s a bad moon on the rise.

                              I hear hurricanes ablowing.
                              I know the end is coming soon.
                              I fear rivers over flowing.
                              I hear the voice of rage and ruin.

                              Chorus
                              All right!

                              Hope you got your things together.
                              Hope you are quite prepared to die.
                              Looks like we’re in for nasty weather.
                              One eye is taken for an eye.

                              Chorus
                              Chorus
                              Roth Army Militia

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