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  • Ally_Kat
    ROTH ARMY SUPREME
    • Jan 2004
    • 7612

    #16
    i used to sing this with my dad all the time when i was lil

    Lookin’ Out My Back Door
    Creedence Clearwater Revival

    Just got home from illinois, lock the front door, oh boy!
    Got to sit down, take a rest on the porch.
    Imagination sets in, pretty soon I’m singin’,

    Chorus:
    Doo, doo, doo, lookin’ out my back door.

    There’s a giant doing cartwheels, a statue wearin’ high heels.
    Look at all the happy creatures dancing on the lawn.
    A dinosaur victrola list’ning to buck owens.

    Chorus

    Tambourines and elephants are playing in the band.
    Won’t you take a ride on the flyin’ spoon?
    Doo, doo doo.
    Wond’rous apparition provided by magician.

    Chorus

    Tambourines and elephants are playing in the band.
    Won’t you take a ride on the flyin’ spoon?
    Doo, doo doo.
    Bother me tomorrow, today, I’ll buy no sorrows.

    Chorus

    Forward troubles illinois, lock the front door, oh boy!
    Look at all the happy creatures dancing on the lawn.
    Bother me tomorrow, today, I’ll buy no sorrows.

    Chorus
    Roth Army Militia

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    • Jesus Christ
      Veteran
      • Jan 2004
      • 2428

      #17
      Denomination Blues (That's All)

      as performed by the 77's

      (W. Phillips)


      Some people preaching
      They do very well
      They take all your money
      And you can go to hell
      And that's all
      That's all
      When you could have Jesus
      And that's all

      You can go to your college
      You can go to your school
      If you ain't got Jesus
      You're just an educated fool
      And that's all
      That's all
      You gotta have Jesus now
      And that's all

      If you pardon me sir
      You ain't doin' too well
      You spend your whole life sinning
      And you're going to hell
      And that's all
      But that ain't all
      Cuz you could have Jesus now
      And that's all

      It's good to stand together
      It's bad to stand apart
      The only ones going to heaven
      Are the pure in heart
      And that's all
      That's all
      You better get Jesus now
      And that's all

      Jesus is coming back on the dividing day
      Taking in the sheep
      Turning the goats away
      That'll be all now
      That'll be all
      You better take Jesus now
      And that's all

      © 1972 Tonopah & Tidewater Music Co. (BMI)

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      • Ally_Kat
        ROTH ARMY SUPREME
        • Jan 2004
        • 7612

        #18
        this song just rocks!

        Ice Ice Baby
        Vanilla Ice


        Yo, vip, let’s kick it!

        Ice ice baby, ice ice baby
        All right stop, collaborate and listen
        Ice is back with my brand new invention
        Something grabs a hold of me tightly
        Then I flow like a harpoon daily and nightly
        Will it ever stop? yo -- I don’t know
        Turn off the lights and I’ll glow
        To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
        Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle.

        Dance, bum rush the speaker that booms
        I’m killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom
        Deadly, when I play a dope melody
        Anything less than the best is a felony
        Love it or leave it, you better gain way
        You better hit bull’s eye, the kid don’t play
        If there was a problem, yo, I’ll solve it
        Check out the hook while my dj revolves it

        Ice ice baby vanilla, ice ice baby vanilla
        Ice ice baby vanilla, ice ice baby vanilla

        Now that the party is jumping
        With the bass kicked in, the vegas are pumpin’
        Quick to the point, to the point no faking
        I’m cooking mcs like a pound of bacon
        Burning them if they’re not quick and nimble
        I go crazy when I hear a cymbal
        And a hi hat with a souped up tempo
        I’m on a roll and it’s time to go solo
        Rollin’ in my 5.0
        With my ragtop down so my hair can blow
        The girlies on standby, waving just to say hi
        Did you stop? no -- I just drove by
        Kept on pursuing to the next stop
        I busted a left and I’m heading to the next block
        That block was dead

        Yo -- so I continued to a1a beachfront ave.
        Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis
        Rockman lovers driving lamborghinis
        Jealous ’cause I’m out geting mine
        Shay with a gauge and vanilla with a nine
        Reading for the chumps on the wall
        The chumps acting ill because they’re so full of eight balls
        Gunshots ranged out like a bell
        I grabbed my nine -- all I heard were shells
        Falling on the concrete real fast
        Jumped in my car, slammed on the gas
        Bumper to bumper the avenue’s packed
        I’m trying to get away before the jackers jack
        Police on the scene, you know what I mean
        They passed me up, confronted all the dope fiends
        If there was a problem, you, I’ll solve it
        Check out the hook while my dj revolves it

        Ice ice baby vanilla, ice ice baby vanilla
        Ice ice baby vanilla, ice ice baby vanilla

        Take heed, ’cause I’m a lyrical poet
        Miami’s on the scene just in case you didn’t know it
        My town, that created all the bass sound
        Enough to shake and kick holes in the ground
        ’cause my style’s like a chemical spill
        Feasible rhymes that you can vision and feel
        Conducted and formed, this is a hell of a concept
        We make it hype and you want to step with this
        Shay plays on the fade, slice like a ninja
        Cut like a razor blade so fast, other djs say, damn
        If my rhyme was a drug, I’d sell it by the gram
        Keep my composure when it’s time to get loose
        Magnetized by the mic while I kick my juice
        If there was a problem, yo -- I’ll solve it!
        Check out the hook while deshay revolves it.

        Ice ice baby vanilla, ice ice baby vanilla
        Ice ice baby vanilla, ice ice baby vanilla

        Yo man -- let’s get out of here! word to your mother!

        Ice ice baby too cold, ice ice baby too cold too cold
        Ice ice baby too cold too cold, ice ice baby too cold too cold
        Roth Army Militia

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        • Jesus Christ
          Veteran
          • Jan 2004
          • 2428

          #19
          Originally posted by Ally_Kat
          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
          Verily, I believe Mr Fogerty was reading Matthew 24 that day

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          • Ally_Kat
            ROTH ARMY SUPREME
            • Jan 2004
            • 7612

            #20
            Against The Wind
            Bob Seger

            It seems like yesterday
            But it was long ago
            Janey was lovely, she was the queen of my nights
            There in the darkness with the radio playlng low
            And the secrets that we shared
            The mountains that we moved
            Caught like a wildfire out of control
            Till there was nothing left to burn and nothing left to prove

            And I remember what she said to me
            How she swore that it never would end
            I remember how she held me oh so tight
            Wish I didn’t know now what I didn’t know then

            Against the wind
            We were runnin’ against the wind
            We were young and strong, we were runnin’
            Against the wind

            And the years rolled slowly past
            And I found myself alone
            Surrounded bv stranners I thought were my friends
            I found myself further and further from my home
            And I guess I lost my way
            There were oh so many roads
            I was living to run and running to live
            Never worried about paying or even how much I owed
            Moving eight miles a minute for months at a time
            Breaking all of the rules that would bend
            I began to find myself searchin’
            Searching for shelter again and again
            Against the wind
            A little something against the wind
            I found myself seeking shelter against the wind

            Well those drifters days are past me now
            I’ve got so much more to think about
            Deadlines and commitments
            What to leave in, what to leave out

            Against the wind
            I’m still runnin’ against the wind
            Well I’m older now and still
            Against the wind
            Roth Army Militia

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            • Jesus Christ
              Veteran
              • Jan 2004
              • 2428

              #21
              Jesus


              (Lou Reed)


              Jesus
              Help me find my proper place
              Jesus
              Help me find my proper place
              Help me in my weakness
              'Cuz I've fallen out of grace

              Jesus, Jesus

              © Oakfield Ave. Music, LTD. (BMI)

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              • Ally_Kat
                ROTH ARMY SUPREME
                • Jan 2004
                • 7612

                #22
                We’ve Got Tonight
                Bob Seger

                I know it’s late, I know you’re weary
                I know your plans don’t include me
                Still here we are, both of us lonely
                Longing for shelter from all that we see
                Why should we worry, no one will care girl
                Look at the stars so far away
                We’ve got tonight, who needs tomorrow?
                We’ve got tonight babe
                Why don’ t we stay?

                Deep in my soul, I’ve been so lonely
                All of my hopes, fading away
                I’ve longed for love, like everyone else does
                I know I’ll keep searching, after today
                So there it is girl, I’ve got it all now
                And here we are babe, what do you say?
                We’ve got tonight, who needs tomorrow?
                We’ve got tonight babe
                Why don’t we stay?

                I know it’s late, I know you’re weary
                I know your plans don’t include me
                Still here we are, both of us lonely
                Both of us lonely

                We’ve got tonight, who needs tomorrow?
                Let’s make it last, let’s find a way
                Turn off the light, come take my hand now
                We’ve got tonight babe
                Why don’t we stay?
                We’ve got tonight babe
                Why don’t we stay?
                Roth Army Militia

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                • Jesus Christ
                  Veteran
                  • Jan 2004
                  • 2428

                  #23
                  Nobody's Fault But Mine


                  (Jimmy Page/Robert Plant - apologies to Blind Willie Johnson)


                  Nobody's fault but mine
                  Nobody's fault but mine
                  if I don't keep my soul alive
                  it's nobody's fault but mine

                  The devil he taught me to roll
                  The devil he taught me to roll
                  how to roll that invisible line
                  well, it's nobody's fault but mine

                  I've got a bible in my house
                  I've got a bible in my house
                  if I don't read it, my soul dies
                  well, it's nobody's fault but mine

                  My sister she taught me to read
                  My sister she taught me to read
                  I didn't read it, lost my life
                  it's nobody's fault but mine

                  If I don't read my soul to life
                  well - nobody's fault but mine

                  © 1976 Flames Of Albion Music (ASCAP)

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                  • Ally_Kat
                    ROTH ARMY SUPREME
                    • Jan 2004
                    • 7612

                    #24
                    Enter Sandman
                    Metallica

                    Say your prayers little one
                    Don’t forget, my son
                    To include everyone

                    Tuck you in, warm within
                    Keep you free from sin
                    Till the sandman he comes

                    Sleep with one eye open
                    Gripping your pillow tight

                    Exit light
                    Enter night
                    Take my hand
                    Off to never never land

                    Something’s wrong, shut the light
                    Heavy thoughts tonight
                    And they aren’t of snow white

                    Dreams of war, dreams of liars
                    Dreams of dragon’s fire
                    And of things that will bite

                    Sleep with one eye open
                    Gripping your pillow tight

                    Exit light
                    Enter night
                    Take my hand
                    Off to never never land

                    Now I lay me down to sleep
                    Pray the lord my soul to keep
                    If I die before I wake
                    Pray the lord my soul to take

                    Hush little baby, don’t say a word
                    And never mind that noise you heard
                    It’s just the beast under your bed,
                    In your closet, in your head

                    Exit light
                    Enter night
                    Grain of sand

                    Exit light
                    Enter night
                    Take my hand
                    We’re off to never never land
                    Roth Army Militia

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                    • Ally_Kat
                      ROTH ARMY SUPREME
                      • Jan 2004
                      • 7612

                      #25
                      Master of Puppets
                      Metallica

                      End of passion play, crumbling away
                      I’m your source of self-destruction
                      Veins that pump with fear, sucking darkest clear
                      Leading on your deaths construction

                      [chorus:]
                      Taste me you will see
                      More is all you need
                      You’re dedicated to
                      How I’m killing you

                      Come crawling faster
                      Obey your master
                      Your life burns faster
                      Obey your master
                      Master

                      Master of puppets I’m pulling your strings
                      Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
                      Blinded by me, you can’t see a thing
                      Just call my name, `cause I’ll hear you scream
                      Master
                      Master
                      Just call my name, `cause I’ll hear you scream
                      Master
                      Master
                      [end chorus]

                      Needlework the way, never you betray
                      Life of death becoming clearer
                      Pain monopoly, ritual misery
                      Chop your breakfast on a mirror

                      [chorus]

                      Master, master, where’s the dreams that I’ve been after?
                      Master, master, you promised only lies
                      Laughter, laughter, all I hear and see is laughter
                      Laughter, laughter, laughing at my cries

                      Hell is worth all that, natural habitat
                      Just a rhyme without a reason
                      Neverending maze, drift on numbered days
                      Now your life is out of season

                      [chorus]
                      [fade out with evil laughter].
                      Roth Army Militia

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                      • SilvioDante
                        Head Fluffer
                        • Jan 2004
                        • 484

                        #26
                        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
                        "Don't try to confuse the issue with half truths and gorilla dust." - Bill NcNeal

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                        • SilvioDante
                          Head Fluffer
                          • Jan 2004
                          • 484

                          #27
                          Holding My Own
                          By The Darkness

                          Baby, everything has fallen into place
                          My life is so exciting now I've got my space
                          Like a splash of water on my face
                          Lately I'm doing what I can do to pleasure me
                          I'm finding time to focus on my fantasies
                          I'm satisfied in my own company

                          I don't need your permission
                          To take this matter in my own two hands

                          'Cos I'm holding my own
                          Give or take a tear or two
                          I'm holding my own
                          No matter what I put myself through

                          Lady, all we seem to do is talk about
                          We take apart and analyse our ins and outs
                          Honey, I would rather do without

                          No-one to answer to
                          I won't spend another lifetime begging you

                          'Cos I'm holding my own
                          Give or take a tear or two
                          I'm holding my own
                          No matter what I put myself through
                          I'm holding my own

                          There's a spring in my stride
                          There's a twinkle in my dying eyes

                          'Cos I'm holding my own
                          Give or take a tear or two
                          I'm holding my own
                          No matter what I put myself through
                          "Don't try to confuse the issue with half truths and gorilla dust." - Bill NcNeal

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                          • Golden AWe
                            DIAMOND STATUS
                            • Jan 2004
                            • 34245

                            #28
                            This is a very personal song to me...

                            NUCLEAR NIGHTCLUB by Wigwam

                            That day was bright and sunny, seemed to me
                            With eagles wheeling overhead
                            And that train was moving on
                            Had to get to that Nuclear Nightclub
                            'Fore I's dead is what I said
                            Get to that Nuclear Nightclub 'fore I's dead

                            I'd say goodbye to moma and goodbye to pa
                            And packed my bags from under the bed
                            And that train was moving on
                            I had to get to that Nuclear Nightclub
                            'Fore I's dead is what I said
                            Get to that Nuclear Nightclub 'fore I's dead

                            Had to get to that Nuclear Nightclub
                            'Fore I's dead and gone and old and grey
                            Had to get to that Nuclear Nightclub
                            'Fore I's dead and gone and old and grey

                            Standing at the station holding you
                            I remember you were dressed in red
                            And that train was moving on
                            Had to get to that Nuclear Nightclub
                            'Fore I's dead, that's what I said
                            Get to that Nuclear Nightclub 'fore I's dead

                            Get to say, don't worry, I'll work it out
                            Never really knowin' what I'd said
                            And that train was moving on
                            Had to get to that Nuclear Nightclub
                            'Fore I's dead and gone
                            Get to that Nuclear Nightclub 'fore I's dead

                            Had to get to that...

                            Got to get to that...
                            Originally posted by Cato
                            Golden, why are you FAT?
                            Originally posted by lesfunk
                            Much like yourself as the Jim Morrison of Nazi bunker flies
                            http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u...TheDMCross.jpg

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                            • LooseMenace

                              #29
                              I was gonna take a ride
                              Take a ride around the country
                              I was gonna call you up
                              See if you would like to go with me...

                              But I couldn't find a phone
                              So feelin' all alone
                              I started walkin'

                              Walkin' down to Dragon Park
                              There's a tunnel there
                              Where you can sit and stare
                              out at the dragons

                              And if the moon is right
                              The dragons might fight all night
                              And you can squeeze yourself right out
                              from the treacherous grappling

                              I was gonna tie one on
                              I was gonna get real gone
                              At the Goldrush
                              I was gonna fill my cup
                              Watch it bubble up
                              And runneth over

                              But the rush was just too much
                              So to avoid a total bust
                              I started walkin'

                              Walkin' down to Dragon Park
                              There's a tunnel there
                              Where you can sit and stare
                              out at the dragons

                              And if the moon is right
                              The dragons might fight all night
                              And you can squeeze yourself right out
                              from the treacherous grappling...

                              Dragon Park
                              Screamin' Cheetah Wheelies
                              "Big Wheel"

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                              • Satan
                                ROTH ARMY ELITE
                                • Jan 2004
                                • 6664

                                #30
                                Love is a flame
                                A Devil's thing
                                A violent storm
                                About to be born
                                Just look in these eyes
                                See all the lies
                                All the things you see
                                You cannot deny

                                And this flame
                                That burns inside
                                If you get too close
                                Burn you alive
                                Just look in these eyes
                                And see if they lie
                                All these words I speak
                                You cannot deny

                                Got a light
                                Shines on me
                                Gentle light
                                It will never be
                                See the flame
                                In my hand
                                If you're playing with fire
                                You're playing in Hell

                                Devil's plaything
                                In my hands
                                If you don't want pain
                                You don't understand
                                Got a light
                                Shines on me
                                If you wanna touch flames
                                Come unto me

                                Got a flame
                                Burns inside
                                If you don't wanna burn
                                Just walk on by
                                And the pain
                                You're feeling now
                                Is nothing compared
                                To the pleasures I hide

                                Devil's plaything
                                In my hands
                                If you don't want pain
                                You don't understand
                                Got a light
                                Shines on me
                                If you wanna touch flames
                                Come unto me

                                Oh oh oh oh oh
                                Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
                                Oh oh oh oh oh
                                Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

                                Got a flame
                                In my hand
                                If you don't want a fire
                                Step out of my light
                                Walk on by
                                Just look away
                                'Cause if you're on my path
                                You're better off dead

                                Devil's plaything
                                In my hands
                                If you don't want pain
                                You don't understand
                                Got a light
                                Shines on me
                                If you wanna touch flames
                                Then Come unto me

                                Oh oh oh oh oh oh
                                Oh oh oh oh oh
                                Oh oh oh oh oh
                                Oh oh oh oh oh
                                Oh oh oh oh
                                Oh oh oh
                                Oh oh oh oh
                                Oh oh oh oh oh oh
                                Eternally Under the Authority of Satan

                                Originally posted by Sockfucker
                                I've been in several mental institutions but not in Bakersfield.

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