the infamous lyrics thread

[rustoffa]

LMMFAO! This fucker's had enough!

Sometimes the love rhymes that fill the afternoon
Lose all their meaning with the rising moon
so hold me and tell me that the words you say are true
Answer the question I must ask of you

Do you wanna make love
Or do you just wanna fool around
I guarantee it will bring you down
If you try and fool yourself

You can take it seriously or take it somewhere else

Tale all the freedom that a lover will allow
If you feel the feeling that I'm feeling now
Where love goes a fool knows that the hurt can go as deep
Don't make a promise that you cannot keep

Do you wanna make love
Or do you just wanna fool around
I guarantee it will bring you down
If you try and fool yourself

You can take it seriously or take it somewhere else

But if you want to get close to me
You could do it so easily
Is it love that I see when I look in your eyes
Or just another empty lie?

*repeat chorus x2*

[Denny]

Originally posted by SilvioDante
Knocking at Your Back Door
By Deep Purple

Sweet Lucy was a dancer
But none of us would chance her
Because she was a samurai
She made electric shadows
Beyond our fingertips
And none of us could reach that high
She came on like a teaser
I had to touch and please her
Enjoy a little paradise
The log was in my pocket
When lucy met the rockett
And she never knew the reason why

I can’t deny it
With that smile on her face
It’s not the kill
It’s the thrill of the chase

Feel it coming
It’s knocking at the door
You know it’s no good running
It’s not against the law
The point of no return
And now you know the score
And now you’re learning
What’s knockin’ at your back door

Sweet Nancy was so fancy
To get into her pants
Had to be the aristocracy
The members that she toyed with
At her city club
Were something in diplomacy
So we put her on the hit list
Of a common cunning linguist
A master of many tongues
And now she eases gently
From her Austin to her Bentley
Suddenly she feels so young

I can’t deny it
With that smile on her face
It’s not the kill
It’s the thrill of the chase

Feel it coming
It’s knocking at the door
You know it’s no good running
It’s not against the law
The point of no return
And now you know the score
And now you’re learning
What’s knockin’ at your back door

(Guitar Solo)

Sweet Lucy was a dancer
But none of us would chance her
Because she was a samurai
She made electric shadows
Beyond our fingertips
And none of us could reach that high

I can’t deny it
With that smile on my face
It’s not the kill
It’s the thrill of the chase

Feel it coming
It’s knocking at the door
You know it’s no good running
It’s not against the law
The point of no return
And now you know the score
And now you’re learning
What’s knockin’ at your back door

Grate fucking song!

[Denny]

Hungry Freaks - Frank Zappa

Mr. America, walk on by your schools that do not teach
Mr. America, walk on by the minds that won't be reached
Mr. America try to hide the emptiness that's you inside
But once you find that the way you lied
And all the corny tricks you tried
Will not forestall the rising tide of HUNGRY FREAKS DADDY!

They won't go on four no more
Great mid-western hardware store
Philosophy that turns away
From those who aren't afraid to say what's on their minds
The left behinds of the great society

HUNGRY FREAKS, DADDY!

Mr. America, walk on by your supermarket dream
Mr. America, walk on by the liquor store supreme
Mr. America try to hide the product of your savage pride
The useful minds that it denied
The day you shrugged and stepped aside
You saw their clothes, and then you cried,
"Those HUNGRY FREAKS, DADDY!"

They won't go on four no more
Great mid-western hardware store
Philosophy that turns away
From those who aren't afraid to say what's on their minds
The left behinds of the great society

[Denny]

I ain't got no heart - Frank Zappa

Ain't got no heart
I ain't got no heart to give away

I sit and laugh at fools in love
There ain't no such thing as love
No angels singing up above today

Girl I don't believe
Girl I don't believe in what you say

You say your heart is only mine
I say to you, You must be blind,
What makes you think that you're so fine

That I would throw away the groovy life I lead
'Cause baby, what you've got yeah
It sure ain't what I need

Girl you better go
Girl you'd better go away
I think that life with you would be
Just not quite the thing for me
Why is it so hard to see my way?

Why should I be stuck with you
It's just not what I want to do
Why should an embrace or two
Make me such a part of you
I ain't got no heart to give away!

[Denny]

Who are The Brain Police? - Frank Zappa

Aahh ah ahahahaaa, aahh ah ahahahaaa
What will you do if we let you go home,
And the plastic's all melted,
And so is the chrome?
WHO ARE THE BRAIN POLICE?

Aahh ah ahahahaaa, aahh ah ahahahaaa
What will you do when the label comes off,
And the plastic's all melted,
And the chrome is too soft?

Aaahhh!

Think I'm very tired and I'm going to die
I think I'm going to die, I think I'm going to die
WHO ARE THE BRAIN POLICE?

Aahh ah ahahahaaa, aahh ah ahahahaaa
What will you do if the people you knew
Were the plastic that melted,
And the chromium too?
WHO ARE THE BRAIN POLICE?

[Denny]

Freak Out!
Go Cry On Somebody Else's Shoulder
July 1966, 3:31 min.
(Zappa/Collins)
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Frank Zappa
Ray Collins (lead vocals, harmonica, tambourine, finger cymbals, bobby pin, tweezers)
Jimmy Carl Black (drums)
Roy Estrada (bass, guitarron, boy soprano)
Elliot Ingber (lead guitar, rhythm guitar)

A year ago today
Was when you went away
But now you come back knockin' on my door
And you say you're back to stay,
But I say...
Go cry
On somebody else's shoulder
I'm somewhat wiser now
And one whole year older
I sure don't need you now
And I don't love you
Anymore

You cheated me baby,
And told some dirty lies about me
Fooled around with all those other guys
That's why I had to set you free
I sure don't need you now
And I don't love you
Anymore

A year ago today
You went away
And now you come back crying
Crying, crying: please, let me in
But I don't need you
No I don't love you anymore
So go lean on...go cry on
Somebody else's door

Go cry
On somebody else's shoulder
I'm somewhat wiser now
And one whole year older
I sure don't need you now
And I don't love you
Anymore (Oh, my darling!)

(Spoken
Go ahead and cry
Go ahead and let the tears fall outa your eye
Let 'em fall on your dress
Who cares if it makes a mess?
I gave you my high school ring
At the root beer stand
We had a teen-age love baby
I thought it was sharp
It was really so grand...but

You cheated me baby
And told some dirty lies about me
Fooled around with all those other guys
That's why I had to get my khakis pressed
I sure don't need you now
And I don't love you
Anymore

(Spoken
Baby, I love you so much, darling
Why don't you dig me?
I dig you
But you don't dig me
I don't understand what it is
I had my car re-upholstered
I got my hair processed
I got a nice pompadour job on it
I bought a new pair of shoes
I got some new khakis and I met you
And we went out to get a Coca-Cola...

[Denny]

Freak Out!
Motherly Love
July 1966, 2:45 min.
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Frank Zappa
Ray Collins (lead vocals, harmonica, tambourine, finger cymbals, bobby pin, tweezers)
Jimmy Carl Black (drums)
Roy Estrada (bass, guitarron, boy soprano)
Elliot Ingber (lead guitar, rhythm guitar)

Motherly love
Motherly love
Forget about
The brotherly and other-ly love
Motherly love
Is just the thing for you
You know your Mothers' gonna love ya
Till ya don't know what to do

The Mothers got love
That'll drive ya mad
They're ravin' 'bout the way we do
No need to feel lonely...
No need to feel sad,
If we ever get a hold on you
What you need is...

Motherly love
(Come on get it now)
Motherly love
Forget about
The brotherly and other-ly love
Motherly love
Is just the thing for you
You know your Mothers' gonna love ya
Till ya don't know what to do

Nature's been good
To this here band
Don't ever think we're shy
Send us up some little groupies
And we'll take their hands
And rock 'em till they sweat and cry
What you need is...

Motherly love
(Get it now)
Motherly love
Forget about
The brotherly and other-ly love
Motherly love
Is just the thing for you
You know your Mothers' gonna love ya
Till ya don't know what to do
We can love ya
Till ya have a heart attack
You'd best believe that's true
We'll bite your neck
And scratch your back
Till you don't know what to do
What you need is...

Motherly love
Motherly love
Forget about
The brotherly and other-ly love
Motherly love
Is just the thing for you
You know your Mothers' gonna love ya
Till ya don't know what to do

You know I've got a little Motherly love for you baby
You know I've got a little Motherly love for you honey
You know it doesn't bother me at all
That you're only 18 years old
'Cause I got a little Motherly love for you baby
Pow pow pow pow

[Denny]

Freak Out!
How Could I Be Such A Fool
July 1966, 2:12 min.
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Frank Zappa
Ray Collins (lead vocals, harmonica, tambourine, finger cymbals, bobby pin, tweezers)
Jimmy Carl Black (drums)
Roy Estrada (bass, guitarron, boy soprano)
Elliot Ingber (lead guitar, rhythm guitar)

When I won your love, I was very glad
Every happiness in the world belonged to me
Then our love was lost and you went away
Now I shed my tears in lonely misery

I know now that you never ever really loved me
It hurts me now to think you never ever really cared
I sit and ask myself a thousand times to try and find
What really happened to the love that we shared

How could I be such a fool
How could I believe all those lies you told me
How could I be taken in by your sweet face
You spoiled our love, you ruined my life
I'm so tore down, I'm a terrible disgrace

But there will come a time and you'll regret the way
You treated me as if I was a fool and didn't know
The many times you lied about your love for me
Someone else is gonna know that your love was just a show...

How could I be such a fool?

[Denny]

Freak Out!
Wowie Zowie
July 1966, 2:45 min.
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Frank Zappa
Ray Collins (lead vocals, harmonica, tambourine, finger cymbals, bobby pin, tweezers)
Jimmy Carl Black (drums)
Roy Estrada (bass, guitarron, boy soprano)
Elliot Ingber (lead guitar, rhythm guitar)

Wowie Zowie
Your love's a treat
Wowie Zowie
You can't be beat
Wowie Zowie, baby
You're so neat
I don't even care
If you shave your legs
Wowie Zowie, baby
You're so fine
Wowie Zowie, baby
Please be mine
Wowie Zowie
Up and down my spine
I don't even care
If you brush your teeth

I dream of you each mornin'
I dream of you each night
Just the other day I got so shook up
I dreamed of you in the afternoon

Baum didi, baum didi, baum didi,
Baum didi, baum didi, baum didi

I dream of you each mornin'
I dream of you each night
Just the other day I got so shook up
I had a flash in the afternoon

Wowie Zowie, baby
Love me do
Wowie Zowie
And I'll love you too
Wowie Zowie, baby
I'll be true
I don't even care
If your dad's the heat

Wowie Zowie
Wowie
Wowie Zowie
Wowie
Wowie Zowie
Wowie
Wowie Zowie
(etc.)

[Denny]

Freak Out!
You Didn't Try To Call Me
July 1966, 3:17 min.
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Frank Zappa
Ray Collins (lead vocals, harmonica, tambourine, finger cymbals, bobby pin, tweezers)
Jimmy Carl Black (drums)
Roy Estrada (bass, guitarron, boy soprano)
Elliot Ingber (lead guitar, rhythm guitar)

You didn't try to call me, why didn't ya try, didn't ya try?
Didn't ya know I was lonely?
No matter who I take home, I keep on calling your name
And you, (I need you so bad), You're The One, babe

Tell me, tell me who's lovin' ya now
'Cause it worries my mind and I can't sleep at all
I stayed home on Friday just to wait for your call
And you didn't try to call me

Why didn't ya try, didn't ya try?
Didn't ya know I was lonely?
No matter who I take home, I keep on calling your name
And you, (I need you so bad), you're The One, babe

Tell me, tell me who's lovin' ya now
'Cause it worries my mind and I can't sleep at all
I stayed home on Friday just to wait for your call
I can't say what's right or
what's wrong
But I love you!
All ya gotta do is call me babe
'Cause I want you!

You make me feel so excited girl
I got so hung up on you from the moment that we met
That no matter how I try, I can't keep the tears
From running down my face
I'm all alone at my place

You didn't try to call me, why didn't ya try, didn't ya try?
Didn't ya know I was lonely?
Why didn't ya try, didn't ya try, didn't ya know I was lonely?
I stayed home all afternoon man
I was working on my car, I fixed the upholstery
I fixed the seat so it would tilt back
We were going to go to the drive-in and you didn't call me man
I waited, it was Friday night, I remember now
It was nine o'clock and I was sitting on home
I was still watching television and ya didn't try to call me
We'd been going steady for six weeks and I thought you were my
teenage prill
I thought you were my teenangel man
But you didn't call me
I dig ya so much man, why didn't ya call me
If you could have seen me in the afternoon
I was hung up, I even washed the car
I, I reprimered the right front fender man
We were gonna go, we were gonna go out
And get some root beer afterwards man
And I was gonna show everybody my new carburettor
And ya didn't try to call me

[Denny]

Freak Out!
Any Way The Wind Blows
July 1966, 2:52 min.
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Frank Zappa
Ray Collins (lead vocals, harmonica, tambourine, finger cymbals, bobby pin, tweezers)
Jimmy Carl Black (drums)
Roy Estrada (bass, guitarron, boy soprano)
Elliot Ingber (lead guitar, rhythm guitar)

Any way the wind blows is-a fine with me
Any way the wind blows, it don't matter to me
'Cause I'm thru with-a fussin' and-a fightin' with-a you
I went out and found a woman who is gonna be true
She makes me oh so happy now, I'm never ever blue
Any way the wind blows,
Any way the wind blows,
Any way the wind blows

She's my heart and soul and she loves me tenderly
Now my story can't be told just how good she is to me
Yes, she treats me like she loves me and she never makes me cry
I'm gonna stick with her 'till the day I die
She's not like you baby, she would never ever lie
Any way the wind blows,
Any way the wind blows,
Any way the wind blows

Any way the wind blows,
Any way the wind blows,
Any way the wind blows
Now that I am free from the troubles of the past
Took me much too long to see that our romance couldn't last
I'm gonna go away and leave you standing at the door
I'll tell you pretty baby I won't be back no more
'Cause you don't even know what love is for
Any way the wind blows,
Any way the wind blows,
Any way the wind blows

[stringfelowhawk]

Black Crowes

Always loved this song.



She never mentions the word addiction
In certain company
Yes, she’ll tell you she’s an orphan
After you meet her family

She paints her eyes as black as night, now
Pulls those shades down tight
Yeah, she gives a smile when the pain comes,
The pain’s gonna make everything alright

Says she talks to angels,
They call her out by her name
She talks to angels,
Says they call her out by her name

She keeps a lock of hair in her pocket
She wears a cross around her neck
Yes, the hair is from a little boy
And the cross is someone she has not met, not yet

Says she talks to angels,
Says they all know her name
Oh yeah, she talks to angels,
Says they call her out by her name

She don’t know no lover,
None that I ever seen
Yes, to her that ain’t nothing
But to me, yeah me,
It’s everything

She paints her eyes as black as night now
She pulls those shades down tight
Oh yeah, there’s a smile when the pain comes,
The pain’s gonna make everything alright, alright yeah

She talks to angels,
Says they call her out by her name
Oh yeah, yeah, angels
Call her out by her name
Oh, angels
They call her out by her name
Oh, she talks to angels
They call her out
Yeah, they call her out
Don’t you know that they call her out by her name

[stringfelowhawk]

The man in black...... R.I.P.

My daddy left home when I was three
And he didn't leave much to ma and me
Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze.
Now, I don't blame him cause he run and hid
But the meanest thing that he ever did
Was before he left, he went and named me "Sue."

Well, he must o' thought that is quite a joke
And it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of folk,
It seems I had to fight my whole life through.
Some gal would giggle and I'd get red
And some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head,
I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named "Sue."

Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean,
My fist got hard and my wits got keen,
I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame.
But I made a vow to the moon and stars
That I'd search the honky-tonks and bars
And kill that man who gave me that awful name.

Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July
And I just hit town and my throat was dry,
I thought I'd stop and have myself a brew.
At an old saloon on a street of mud,
There at a table, dealing stud,
Sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me "Sue."

Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad
From a worn-out picture that my mother'd had,
And I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye.
He was big and bent and gray and old,
And I looked at him and my blood ran cold
And I said: "My name is 'Sue!' How do you do!
Now your gonna die!!"

Well, I hit him hard right between the eyes
And he went down, but to my surprise,
He come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear.
But I busted a chair right across his teeth
And we crashed through the wall and into the street
Kicking and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the beer.

I tell ya, I've fought tougher men
But I really can't remember when,
He kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile.
I heard him laugh and then I heard him cuss,
He went for his gun and I pulled mine first,
He stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smile.

And he said: "Son, this world is rough
And if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough
And I knew I wouldn't be there to help ya along.
So I give ya that name and I said goodbye
I knew you'd have to get tough or die
And it's the name that helped to make you strong."

He said: "Now you just fought one hell of a fight
And I know you hate me, and you got the right
To kill me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do.
But ya ought to thank me, before I die,
For the gravel in ya guts and the spit in ya eye
Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch that named you "Sue.'"

I got all choked up and I threw down my gun
And I called him my pa, and he called me his son,
And I came away with a different point of view.
And I think about him, now and then,
Every time I try and every time I win,
And if I ever have a son, I think I'm gonna name him
Bill or George! Anything but Sue! I still hate that name!

[stringfelowhawk]

Rolling Stones
Sympathy for the devil

Please allow me to introduce myself

I'm a man of wealth and taste

I've been around for a long, long year

Stolen many a man's soul and faith

And I was 'round when Jesus Christ

Had his moment of doubt and pain

Made damn sure that Pilate

Washed his hands and sealed his fate



Pleased to meet you

Hope you guess my name

But what's puzzling you

Is the nature of my game



I stuck around St. Petersberg

When I saw it was a time for a change

Killed the Czar and his ministers

Anastasia screamed in vain



I rode a tank

Held a general's rank

When the Blitzkrieg raged

And the bodies stank



Pleased to meet you

Hope you guess my name, oh yeah

What's puzzling you

Is the nature of my game, oh yeah



I watched with glee

While your kings and queens

Fought for ten decades

For the Gods they made



I shouted out

"Who killed the Kennedys?"

When after all

It was you and me



Let me please introduce myself

I'm a man of wealth and taste

And I laid traps for troubadors

Who get killed before they reached Bombay



Pleased to meet you

Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah

But what's puzzling you

Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby



Pleased to meet you

Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah

But what's confusing you

Is just the nature of my game



Just as every cop is a criminal

And all the sinners Saints

As heads is tails

Just call me Lucifer

'Cause I'm in need of some restraint



So if you meet me

Have some courtesy

Have some sympathy, and some taste

Use all your well-learned politesse

Or I'll lay your soul to waste, um yeah



Pleased to meet you

Hope you guessed my name, um yeah

But what's puzzling you

Is the nature of my game, um baby, get down

Woo, who

Oh yeah, get on down

Oh yeah

Oh yeah!



Tell me baby, what's my name

Tell me honey, baby guess my name

Tell me baby, what's my name

Tell you one time, you're to blame



Ooo, who

Ooo, who

Ooo, who

Ooo, who, who

Ooo, who, who

Ooo, who, who

Ooo, who, who

Oh, yeah



What's my name

Tell me, baby, what's my name

Tell me, sweetie, what's my name



Ooo, who, who

Ooo, who, who

Ooo, who, who

Ooo, who, who



Ooo, who, who

Ooo, who, who

Ooo, who, who

Oh, yeah

[stringfelowhawk]

This song is wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy over played but lyrically it is one of the coolest songs I know...

So, if you've never been able to figure out what he's sayin here you go.........

Walk This Way

Backstroke lover always hidin' 'neath the cover

Gonna talk to ya my daddy he say

He said "You ain't seen noting

Till you're down on a muffin

Then you're sure to be a-changin' your ways"



I met a cheerleader, was a real young bleeder

All the times I can reminisce

'Cause the best thing lovin'

With her sister and her cousin

Only started with a little kiss, like this



See-saw swingin' with the boys in the school

And your feet flyin' up in the air

Singin' hey diddle-diddle with the kitty in the middle

Of a swing like you didn't care



So I took a big chance at the high school dance

With a missy who was ready to play

Was a me she was foolin'

'Cause she knew what she was doin'

And I know her love was here to stay

When she told me to



Walk this way, walk this way

Walk this way, walk this way

Ah, just give me a kiss - like this



School girl skinny with the classy kinda sassy

Little skirt's climbing way up her knees

There was three young ladies in the school gym locker

When I noticed they was lookin' at me



I was a high school loser

Never made it with a lady

Till the boys told me something I missed

Then my next door neighbor

With a daughter had a favor

So I gave her just a little kiss, like this



See-saw swingin' with the boys in the school

And your feet flyin' up in the air

Singin' hey diddle-diddle with the kitty in the middle

Of a swing like you didn't care



So I took a big chance at the high school dance

With a missy who was ready to play

Was a me she was foolin'

'Cause she knew what she was doin'

When she told me how to Walk This Way

She told me to



Walk this way, talk this way

Walk this way, walk this way

Walk this way, walk this way

Walk this way, talk this way