Creedence Clearwater Revival's song

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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?
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?
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
				

Pat Benatar's song

They cry in the dark, so you can't see their tears
They hide in the light, so you can't see their fears
Forgive and forget, all the while
Love and pain become one and the same
In the eyes of a wounded child

Because Hell, Hell is for children
And you know that their little lives can become such a mess
Hell, hell is for children
And you shouldn't have to pay for your love
With your bones and your flesh

It's all so confusing, this brutal abusing
They blacken your eyes, and then apologize
Be daddy's good girl, and don't tell mommy a thing
Be a good little boy, and you'll get a new toy
Tell grandma you fell off the swing

Because Hell, Hell is for children
And you know that their little lives can become such a mess
Hell, hell is for children
And you shouldn't have to pay for your love
With your bones and your flesh
No, Hell is for children

Hell, Hell is for Hell
Hell is for Hell, Hell is for children

Hell, Hell is for Hell
Hell is for Hell, Hell is for children

Hell, Hell is for Hell
Hell is for Hell, Hell is for children

Hell is for children
Hell is for children
				

The Ramones's song

Somebody
Somebody put something in my drink
Somebody

Another night out on the street
Stopping for my usual seat
Oh, bartender, please
Tonic's my favorite drink
I don't like anything colored pink
That just stinks...it's not for me

It feels like somebody put something
Somebody put something in my drink
Somebody put something
Somebody put something

Blurred vision and dirty thoughts
Feel out of place, very distraught
Feel something coming on

Kick the jukebox, slam the floor
Drink, drink, drink, drink some more
I can't think
Hey! What's in this drink?

It feels like somebody put something
Somebody put something in my drink
Somebody put something
Somebody put something in my drink
Somebody put something
Somebody put something in my drink
Somebody put something...in my drink...in my drink...in my drink...in my drink

So you think it's funny
A college prank
Goin' insane for something to drink
Feel a little dry

Oh, I couldn't care what you think of me
'Cause somebody put something in my drink
I can't think
Hey! Give me a drink

It feels like somebody put something
Somebody put something in my drink

Somebody put something
Somebody put something in my drink
				

Sepultura's song

Looking inside, your future uncertain
The fear grows as a sickness uncured
The silence ggonizes, the word sound strong
Look inside the eyes, leave this world
Hate through the arteries
Mass Hypnosis
Uncertain of being back
They make you feel so good
Everything's darkened
Obey like a fool
Hate through the arteries
Mass Hypnosis
Soldiers going nowhere
Believers kneeling over their sins
Inhuman instinct of cowardly leaders
Make the world go their own way
Tens of Thousands hypnotized
Trying to find a reason why
Look inside your empty eyes
Obey 'till the end
Looking inside, your future uncertain
The fear grows as a sickness uncured
The silence agonizes, the word sound strong
Look inside the eyes, leave this world
Hate through the arteries
Mass Hypnosis
Soldiers going nowhere
Soldiers blinded by their faith
				

Scorpions's song

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You never take the easier way,
while the is blowing straight into your face.
You never make a compromise,
for any trouble that may cross your way.
There's no risk that you're not takin',
not a mountain that's too high,
spread your wings you gonna make it,
to the best time of your life.

(chorus)
Don't stop at the top, (don't stop at the top)
touch the sky before you drop. (the sky)
Don't stop at the top, (don't stop at the top)
touch the sky before you drop. (the sky)

You never make a compromise
Your will has got the power that won't break
You never say never to a challenge
That will come along the way
There's no risk that you're not taking
Not a mountain that's too high
Spread your wings, you're gonna make it
To the best time of your life

(chorus)

Never stop, don't stop at the top !
				

Slayer's song

Nightmare!
Mass depression, silent screams out there
Damn it, into darkness
Something that'll never rise
Darkness!
In this something that the world that follows rhyme
Impetrate, simplest wine
Deep within my spine

Silent Scream!
Tearing it up in time
It'll die sucking the part where it'll die

Shout!
Another time
Evil hard knock game
Mistake!
Mistaken, something that's chewing you down
Scared!
Of dangers of light
Bury tainted guy
Grain...
Suffers rhyme
Hard is something that is destroyed

Silent Scream!
The worst of the bitterest sound
Evil does the light turn into stow

Light!
Free of dead
Humanity mayday
Destruction
To the end show
Preserved the nastiest prey...
Wake me up... and down
Infinity to prey
Selection to the later
It brought us the end of the day

Nightmare!
Mass depression, silent screams out there
Damn it, into darkness
Something that'll never rise

Innocent!
We're all gonna die!
Silent scream!
It's the end of light!
				

Kenny Rogers's song

(Yeah, yeah, oh-yeah, what condition my condition was in)

I woke up this mornin' with the sundown shinin' in
I found my mind in a brown paper bag within
I tripped on a cloud and fell-a eight miles high
I tore my mind on a jagged sky
I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in

(Yeah, yeah, oh-yeah, what condition my condition was in)

I pushed my soul in a deep dark hole and then I followed it in
I watched myself crawlin' out as I was a-crawlin' in
I got up so tight I couldn't unwind
I saw so much I broke my mind
I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in


(Yeah, yeah, oh-yeah, what condition my condition was in)

Someone painted "April Fool" in big black letters on a "Dead End" sign
I had my foot on the gas as I left the road and blew out my mind
Eight miles outta Memphis and I got no spare
Eight miles straight up downtown somewhere
I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in

I said I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in
Yeah yeah oh-yeah
				

W.A.S.P.'s song

Hell-hound, hot leather on your legs
That smokin powder keg
You're riding on is hell-bound
And you're the one they claim
It's going down in flames
You're riding Hades' rails (Hellion)

Hellion -The devil's Hellion child
Hellion -will never have to die

Well child, you're sweatin' and you're stoned
That alcohol you downed
Makes you crazy- All night, you damn the hurt and pain
And drink the devils rain
It's screaming out your name

Hellion -The devil's Hellion child
Hellion -will never have to die

The Gods you worship are steel
At the altar of rock 'n' roll you kneel
A slave who forever rocks
Is chained in the devil's locks
And slain by the bloody axe I wail

Hellion -The devil's Hellion child
Hellion -will never have to die
				

Iron maiden's song

There goes the siren that warns of the air raid
Then comes the sound of the guns sending flak
Out for the scramble we've got to get airborne
Got to get up for the coming attack

Jump in the cockpit and start up the engines
Remove all the wheelblocks there's no time to waste
Gathering speed as we head down the runway
Gotta get airborne before it's too late

Running, scrambling, flying
Rolling, turning, diving, going in
Running, scrambling, flying
Rolling, turning, diving
Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die
(Wont you)
Run, live to fly, fly to live. Aces High

Move in to fire at the mainstream of bombers
Let off a sharp burst and then turn away
Roll over, spin round and come in behind them
Move to their blindsides and firing again

Bandits at 8 O'clock move in behind us
Ten ME-109's out of the sun
Ascending and turning our spitfires to face them
Heading straight for them I press down my guns

Running, scrambling, flying
Rolling, turning, diving, going in
Running, scrambling, flying
Rolling, turning, diving
Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die
(Wont you)
Run, live to fly, fly to live. Aces High
				

Billy Idol's song

Last night a little dancer came dancin' to my door
Last night a little angel came pumpin' on the floor
She said, hiya baby, you've got a license for love
And if it expires, pray help from above

Because in the midnight hour, she cried more, more, more
With a rebel yell, more, more, more
In the midnight hour, she cried more, more, more
With a rebel yell, more, more, more, more

She don't like slavery, she won't sit and beg
But when you tired and lonely, she's there to be
What set you free, and bought you to me, babe
What set you free, I need you here by me

Because in the midnight hour, she cried more, more, more
With a rebel yell, more, more, more
In the midnight hour, she cried more, more, more
With a rebel yell, more, more, more

And he lives in his own heaven
There to collects from 7-11
Well, he's out all night in American heaven
Just as long, just as long it don't mess up his hair

I walked the walls for you, baby
Ten thousand miles for you
I dried your tears of pain
A thousand times for (you)
I'd sell my soul for you, baby
For money to burn with you
I'd give you all and have none, babe
Just-a-just-a-just-a-just-a-just-a have you here by me

Because in the midnight hour, she cried more, more, more
With a rebel yell, more, more, more
In the midnight hour, she cried more, more, more
With a rebel yell, more, more, more, more
				

Stone's song

Looking at myself in the mirror, is it me ?
Anybody there ? I ask myself and look away
Feeling weird things in my head, controlling me ?
Hearing strange voices everywhere, calling me ?
All illusion ?

What is happening to me, my hands are working
Without my own will
Is there someone else inside of me, who are you ?
I know I'm not dreaming
Somebody tortures me all the time
Got my own soul escape me body, filled with
Torture and pain

No Commands, no more
Take no orders from you no more
No Commands, no more
I'm on my own, don't own me anymore

Evil powers try to take me, can I be the same anymore
But I'll whip you out myself, out of my mind
Evil torture and hell's fire
Gonna rule me no more
Still I'm scared 'cos I can't know
Will my soul come back
Come back I

No Commands, no more
Take no orders from you no more
No Commands, no more
I'm on my own, don't own me anymore
				

Trust's song

You're a train ride to man importance
You're in love with hell existence
Money is all that you desire
Why don't you pack it in and retire
It's common sense you can't fool me
I'm just the money that you can't let free
Rainy day genius clouds your mind
Don't you realize the blind lead the blind

You're anti, you're antisocial
You're anti, you're antisocial
You're anti, you're antisocial
You're anti, you're antisocial

Oh mister time will you ever unwind
Or just rebuild a new design
Your claim to fame is law and order
The rich get rich, the poor get poor
You put a price tag on what you see
This one's for you, that's for me
If that's winning i'd rather lose
Why don't you listen to my senseless views

You're anti, you're antisocial
You're anti, you're antisocial
You're anti, you're antisocial
You're anti, you're antisocial

How do you feel?

You're a train ride to no importance
You're in love with hell existence
Money is all that you desire
Why don't you pack it in and retire
It's common nature you can't fool me
I'm just the money that you can't let free
Rainy day genius clouds your mind
Don't you realize the blind lead the blind

You're anti, you're antisocial
You're anti, you're antisocial
You're anti, you're antisocial
You're anti, you're antisocial
				

Poison's song

You know I never
I never seen you look so good
You never act the way you should
But I like it
And I know you like it too
The way that I want you
I gotta have you
Oh yes, I do

You know I never
I never ever stay out late
You know that I can hardly wait
Just to see you
And I know you cannot wait
Wait to see me too
I gotta touch you

Cause baby well be
At the drive-in
In old man's ford
Behind the bushes
Till I hear you screamin for more
Down the basement
Lock the cellar door
And baby
Talk dirty to me

You know I call you

I call you on the telephone
Im only hoping that you're home
So I can hear you
When you say those words to me
And whisper so softly
I gotta hear you

Cause baby well be
At the drive-in
In grandma's wheelchair
Behind the bushes
Till I hear you screamin for more
Down the basement
Lock the cellar door
And baby
Talk dirty to me

Cause baby well be
At the drive-in
In the old man's ford
Behind the bushes
Till you're screamin more more more
Down the basement
Lock the cellar door
And baby
Talk dirty to me
				

Stan Jones's song

An old cowpoke went riding out
One dark and windy day,
Upon a ridge he rested as
He went along his way,
When all at once a mighty herd
Of red eyed cows he saw,
A-plowin' through the ragged skies
And up a cloudy draw.

Yippee-yi-ya, yippee-yi-yo,
Ghost riders in the sky.

Their brands were still on fire and
Their hooves were made of steel,
Their horns were black and shiny and
Their hot breath he could feel,
A bolt of fear shot through him as
He looked up in the sky,
For he saw the riders comin' hard
And he heard their mournful cry:

Yippee-yi-ya, yippee-yi-yo,
Ghost riders in the sky.

Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred,
Their shirts all soaked with sweat,
They're riding hard to catch that herd,
But they ain't caught 'em yet,
'cause they've got to ride forever on
That range up in the sky,
On horses snortin' fire, as
They ride on hear their cry:

Yippee-yi-ya, yippee-yi-yo,
Ghost riders in the sky.

[Solo]

As the cowpokes loped on past him and
He heard one call his name,
If you want to save your soul from hell
A-riding on our range,
Then, cowboy, change your ways today,
Or with us you will ride,
A-trying to catch the devil's herd
Across these endless skies.

Yippee-yi-ya, yippee-yi-yo,
Ghost riders in the sky.
				

Suicidal Tendencies's song

War inside my head
War inside my head
War inside my head
War inside my head
War inside my head ain't a pretty sight
But I don't want no sympathy
It's happened a thousand times before
It's just a harsh reality

CHORUS
War inside my head-can you sense it
War inside my head-can you see it
War inside my head-can you feel it
War inside my head

Can you hear the-pain
Can you see the-pain
Can you sense the-pain
Can you feel the-pain
Can you help the-pain
Can you fix the-pain
Can you hear the war inside my head
The only thing real is the way I feel
And that's the pain that's deep inside
The battle from within is gonna begin
And there ain't nowhere to hide

CHORUS
War inside my head every night and day
I never get no piece of mind
It ought to be a sin, I just can't win
And pure hell is all I find
				

Britney Spears's song

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

I think I did it again
I made you believe we're more than just friends
Oh baby
It might seem like a crush
But it doesn't mean that I'm serious
'Cause to lose all my senses
That is just so typically me
Oh baby, baby

Oops I did it again
I played with your heart
And got lost in this game, (oh baby, baby)
Oops you think I'm love
That I'm sent from above
I'm not that innocent

You see my problem is this
I'm dreaming away
Wishing that heroes, they truly exist
I cry, watching the days
Can't you see I'm a fool in so many ways
But to lose all my senses
That is just so typically me
Baby, oh

Oops I did it again
I played with your heart
And got lost in this game, (oh baby, baby)
Oops you think I'm love
That I'm sent from above
I'm not that innocent

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Oops!...I did it again to your heart
Got lost in this game, oh baby
Oops!...You think that I'm sent from above
I'm not that innocent
				

King Diamond's song

Just after midnight, they are bringing me my pills
Just after midnight, lights are out...at Black Hill
But they don't know me...they don't know me at all
Tonight pills will be chills will be kills
Waiting in the dark, I cannot take another night
Waiting in the dark, I cannot take it anymore
If I don't take my medication, they will all be here
But I think I fooled them, I think...I'm in the clear
Nursie doesn't know...this is her last night
She even brought the key, that's gonna set me free
Waiting in the dark, I cannot take another night
Waiting in the dark, I cannot take it anymore
Tonight I'm taking her instead
My hands are so much stronger
Than her isty-bitsy little head
Empty eyes are staring at the wall
I cannot hear her breathing anymore
I'm looking for the key in her hand
That bluish little hand
Running through the empty halls of this forgotten
place
Unlocking doors...that never opens
But now I've got the key...the key to freedom
And I'm unlocking doors that never should be opened
Waiting in the dark, I cannot take another night
Waiting in the dark, I cannot take it anymore
6,6,6 miles...I've been running through the woods
6,6,6 miles...and now before me, the cemetery gates
I climb the gate between life and death
I walk upon the moonlit graves
I'm home