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Monday, August 9, 2010

Money Becomes King - Lyrics - Tom Petty

Title: Money Becomes King
Artist: Tom Petty
Composer(s): Tom Petty

Lyric:
If you reach back in your memory, a little bell might ring
'Bout a time that once existed when money wasn't king
If you stretch your imagination, I'll tell you all a tale
About a time when everything wasn't up for sale

There was this cat named Johnny
Who loved to play and sing
When money wasn't king

We'd all get so excited when John would give a show
We'd raise the cash between us and down the road we'd go
To hear him play that music, it spoke right to my soul
Every verse a diamond and every chorus gold

And the sound was my salvation
It was only everything
Before money became king

Well, I ain't sure how it happened and I don't know exactly when
But everything got bigger and the rules began to bend
And the TV taught the people, how to get their hair to shine
And how sweet life can be if you keep a tight behind

And they raised the cost of living
And how could we have known
They'd double the price of tickets
To go see Johnny's show

So we hocked all our possessions
And we sold a little dope
And went off to rock and roll

We arrived there early in time to see rehearsal
And John came out and lip synced, his new lite beer commercial
And as the crowd arrived as far as I could see
The faces were all different, there was no one there like me

They sat in golden circles and waiters served them wine
And talked through all the music and to John paid little mind
And way up in the nosebleeds, we watched him on the screen
They'd hung between the billboards, so cheaper seats could see

Johnny rock that golden circle, and all those VIP's
And that music that had freed us became a tired routine
And I saw his face in close-up trying to give it all he had
And sometimes his eyes betrayed him, you could see that he was sad

And I tried to rock on with him
But I slowly became bored
Could that man on stage with everything
Somehow need some more?

There was no use in pretending, no magic left to hear
All the music gave me was a craving for lite beer
As I walked out of the arena, my ears began to ring
And money became king

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Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Human Disease - Lyrics - Slayer

Title: Human Disease
Artist: Slayer
Composer(s): Jeffery John Hanneman, Tomas E Araya Diaz, Kerry Ray King

Lyric:
Obsessive acts of hate, abductions and massacre
Breeding emotion subvergance, when the living become the dead
Home invasion, private party of thieves
Blood spilled, material thrill, a sign of the times

Self-destruction, a terminal mind
Sadomasochist a high profile, trained in apathy
Intellect repulsed, your torn
And death will have a face

Ravage passion, a theme for the 90's
Tormented deviants, when fucking becomes psychotic
Domesticated rage, actions of desperation
A struggle of inner-killing, a sign of the times

Self-destruction, a terminal mind

Strangled in death, little Miss Beauty queen
With a fractured head, so it seems
America's little Royal Miss, raped of innocence
Daddy's little girl to the end

Seduction and torture, sex of the 90's
Mass murders and random violence, when the living become the dead
Father killing mother, daughter, son suicide pact
Butchers black 24/7, a sign of the times

Self-destruction, self destruction
A human disease

Jealousy killed the queen
Sliced her neck from ear to ear
Money and power set the king free
A jury of his peers let him be

Jealousy killed the queen
Sliced her neck from ear to ear
Money and power set the king free
A jury of his peers let him be

Jealousy killed the queen
Sliced her neck from ear to ear
Money and power set the king free
Self-destruction, self destruction

Shatter will go retribution
Life, watch it die, life ripped in half
Drastic pain a symphony, screams
No escape your time to die

Hardened steel against your head
It weighs self-destruct remain insane
Sadomasochist a high profile, trained in apathy
Intellect repulsed, your torn, and death will have a face

Death will have your face

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