Oy, peepies. This is my little lyric/music world. (A LOT like Amanda's.... because I'm not original at all -_- ) So, I'll post anything music related here (expect a lot of Offspring stuffs)
Music expresses that which cannot be put into words and that which cannot remain silent.
-Victor Hugo
Ok, peace and enjoy!
My favorite song from the IF CD
"Get It Up"
[Jimmy:] Gentlemen
Screwin' in moderation
Screwin' is such a bore
None of my time is wasted
I do that shit on tour
[Chantal:] Oh yeah
[Jimmy:] Alright
[Chantal:] Oh yeah
[Jimmy:] Alright
I wanna make some babies
I wanna get it on
I wanna make you horny
But I can't get it up
I wanna make some money
But I don't want no job
I wanna make you horny
But I can't get it up
[Jimmy:] Get it up
[Chantal:] Why can't you get it up?
[Jimmy:] Get it up
[Chantal:] Why can't you get it up?
[Jimmy:] Get it up
[Chantal:] Why can't you get it up? [x2]
It must be your face (eww eww)
Or it's your body
If it ain't your body
Then it must be your face
Screwin' in moderation
Screwin' is such a bore
None of my time is wasted
I do that shit on tour
[Chantal:] Oh yeah
[Jimmy:] Alright
[Chantal:] Oh yeah
[Jimmy:] Alright
I wanna make some babies
I wanna get it on
I wanna make you horny
But I can't get it up
I wanna make some money
But I don't want no job
I wanna make you horny
But I can't get it up
[Jimmy:] Get it up
[Chantal:] Why can't you get it up?
[Jimmy:] Get it up
[Chantal:] Why can't you get it up?
[Jimmy:] Get it up
[Chantal:] Why can't you get it up? [x2]
[Jimmy:] Oh, Jesus
[Jimmy:] I-I'd never had this problem before, it's just a
[Jimmy:] Hold on a second
[Jimmy:] Give it a minute, give it a minute
[Jimmy:] Alright, just give it a minute
[Jimmy:] Ah, te-ugh do something sexy
[Jimmy:] I don't care, do something sexy
[Jimmy:] Just whatever you do don't talk about your fucking boyfriend while we're having sex how about that?
[Chantal:] Oh yeah
[Jimmy:] Alright
[Chantal:] Oh yeah
[Jimmy:] Alright
I wanna make some babies
I wanna get it on
I wanna make you horny
But I can't get it up
I wanna make some money
But I don't want no job
I wanna make you horny
But I can't get it up
[Jimmy:] Get it up
[Chantal:] Why can't you get it up?
[Jimmy:] Get it up
[Chantal:] Why can't you get it up?
[Jimmy:] Get it up
[Chantal:] Why can't you get it up? [x2]
It must be your face (eww eww)
Or it's your body
If it ain't your body
Then it must be your face
Off the Resident Evil Sound track, I fell in love with this song (not knowing what it meant)
Halleluja
Er ist fromm und sehr sensibel
an seiner Wand ein Bild des Herrn
er wischt die Flecken von der Bibel
das Abendmahl verteilt er gern
Er liebt die Knaben aus dem Chor
sie halten ihre Seelen rein
doch Sorge macht ihm der Tenor
so muss er ihm am nächsten sein
auf seinem Nachttisch still und stumm
ein Bild des Herrn
er dreht es langsam um
Wenn die Turmuhr zweimal schlägt
halleluja
faltet er die Hände zum Gebet
halleluja
er ist ohne Weib geblieben
halleluja
so muss er seinen Nächsten lieben
halleluja
Der junge Mann darf bei ihm bleiben
die Sünde nistet überm Bein
so hilft er gern sie auszutreiben
bei Musik und Kerzenschein
Wenn die Turmuhr zweimal schlägt
halleluja
faltet er die Hände zum Gebet
halleluja
er ist ohne Weib geblieben
halleluja
so muss er seinen Nächsten lieben
halleluja
Wenn die Turmuhr zweimal schlägt
halleluja
nimmt er den Jungen ins Gebet
halleluja
er ist der wahre Christ
halleluja
und weiß, was Nächstenliebe ist
halleluja
Dreh dich langsam um
dreh dich um
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Translation found today:
He is religious and very sensitive
on his wall is a picture of the Lord
he wipes the spots from the Bible
he gladly distributes the Communion
He loves the boys in the choir
they keep their souls pure
but the tenor worries him
so he must be the closest to him
on his nightstand, quiet and wordless
a picture of the Lord
he slowly turns it around
When the church clock strikes twice
hallelujah
he folds his hands for prayer
hallelujah
he has remained without a wife
hallelujah
so he must love his neighbor
hallelujah
The young man is allowed to stay with him
the sin nests above the leg
so he gladly helps to exorcise it
to music and candlelight
When the church clock strikes twice
hallelujah
he folds his hands for prayer
hallelujah
he has remained without a wife
hallelujah
so he must love his neighbor
hallelujah
When the church clock strikes twice
hallelujah
he takes the boy into his prayers
hallelujah
he is the true Christian
hallelujah
and knows what charity is
hallelujah
Turn around slowly
Turn around
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I still love it ^_^ the sin rests above the leg. Haw.
What Comes Around: Ill Nino
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hate you. I hate you - shut up…
You think that I'm the one to blame
Everything I lose is just a piece of what there is
to gain
You think it's cool and all is fine
Now is the day when you pay, this is my time
I feel for you nothing but pain
I am what you will be, you are dying in me
I love you, I hate you, I miss you…
You're always thinking you're so perfect
Those thoughts drove me away from home
But if you put me through your tests
Then I will fail
I have nothing to say
But I feel like my mouth is open
Everything that is real
Comes around
Comes around…
Shut up…
Your stupid face just makes me sick
I see you changing every day
To fit into the newest clique
I know you, but everything you do
Is just a part of you, you'll never see the truth
I hate the way you make me feel
I hate the way you think you're real
Your one voice it destroys my one choice
You're always thinking you're so perfect
Those thoughts drove me away from home
But if you put me through these tests
Then I will fail
I have nothing to say
But I feel like my mouth is open
Everything that is real
Comes around
Comes around…
Your fear is living here in me
Has now turned to hate
I have nothing to say
But I feel like my mouth is open
Everything that is real
Comes around
Comes around…
Shut up!
Found this video on youtube! I dunno how they do it but it's really cool and cute.
The song has been stuck in my head ^_^ I want it on my iPod.
-mDX
I go now!