Lyrics Association.

Psycho Killer,
Qu'est-ce que c'est?
Fa fa fa faaa, fa fa fa fa faaa fa, better
Run run run run, run run run away.
OH OH OH AAAAAAAAAAAY, AY YI YI YI OOOOOO...

edited 18th Oct '10 7:31:33 PM by SeanMurrayI

Lahdle-ahdle-ahdle-hep-hep-hep.
If they ever black your eyes, put me wise.
If they ever cook your goose, turn me loose.
If they ever put a bullet through your brr-ain, I'll complain.

edited 18th Oct '10 7:42:53 PM by Grain

We could be heroes
Forever and ever
We could be heroes
Forever and ever
We could be heroes
Just because I will always love you
I can't help it
How wonderful life is
Now, you're in the world

edited 18th Oct '10 7:47:48 PM by Tre

I need a hero,
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night.
He's gotta be strong,
And he's gotta be fast,
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight.

Goin' away
leavin' today
you've gotta find a brand new hero

edited 18th Oct '10 8:07:46 PM by Cornbread

Brand new world
Beginning of a new dream

edited 18th Oct '10 8:10:13 PM by Grain

It's a brand new day
And the sun is high
All the birds are singing
That you're gonna die
How I hesitated
Now I wonder why
It’s a brand new day

One day more!
Another day, another destiny.
This never-ending road to Calvary

At the end of the day there's another day dawning
And the sun in the morning is waiting to rise
Like the waves crash on the sand
Like the storm that could break any second
There's a hunger in the land
There's a reckoning still to be reckoned
And there's going to be hell to pay... at the end of the day!

Yes, I know I've already used this one. Tough.

Every day
You walk with stronger step
You walk with longer step-
`The worst is over.'

Tell me why you're crying, my son
I know you're frightened, like everyone
Is it the thunder in the distance you fear?
Will it help if I stay very near?
I am here.

And if you take my hand, my son,
All will be well when the day is done
And if you take my hand, my son,
All will be well when the day is done

Take my hand. The night grows ever colder.
Then I will keep you warm.
Take my child. I give her to your keeping.
Take shelter from the storm.

The main attraction, distraction
got ya number than number than numb
Empty ya pockets son, they got you thinkin that
What ya need is what they sellin
Make you think that buyin is rebellin'
From the theaters to malls on every shore
The thin line between entertainment and war
The frontline is everywhere, there be no shelter here
Spielberg the nightmare works so push it far
Amistad was a whip, the truth feather to tar
Memories erased and burned to scar
Trade in ya history for a VCR

Cinema, simulated life, ill drama
Fourth reich culture, Americana
Chained to the dream they got ya searchin for
The thin line between entertainment and war

There'll be no shelter here!
The frontline is everywhere
There'll be no shelter here!
The frontline is everywhere
There'll be no shelter here!
The frontline is everywhere
There'll be no shelter here!
The frontline is everywhere

Look back on our configuration, our station
In backwards time, this backwards rhyme reduces down to two
Two bodies orbiting each other, no other
Trajectory you'll ever see can be so right and true

We had a sensitive dependence, a plan since
We met that day to always stay and never more to stray
But now my heart's an open problem, to stop him
From stealing you, I'm feeling you diverge and slip away

In finite time you sent me to infinity,
It was just you and me, but he makes three
So darling, can't you see?
I've got a three-body problem
And it's time for a decision
I've got a three-body problem
And it's headin' for collision

So take my hand, come with me to eternity
Come fly with me and we can see the galaxy, forever be
The only source of one another's energy
I've played the field, but you're a singularity
In finite time you sent me to infinity
It was just you and me, but you decree
It wasn't meant to be
I've got a three-body problem
And it's time for a decision
I've got a three-body problem
And it's heading for collision

edited 18th Oct '10 10:03:22 PM by Noaqiyeum

''I can hear it...

Your voice calling out to me...

Right here within the shellllll''

edited 19th Oct '10 7:28:13 AM by Pirka

Electronic data processing
Black uniforms
Bare feet, carbines
Mail-order rifles
Shoot the muscles

If the problem persists, get a hammer and a gun
Time to see who's boss - and have a little fun

Paid the cost to be the boss.
Paid the cost to be the boss.
I paid the cost to be the boss.

Look at me,
You know what you see,
You see a bad mutha.
Look at me,
You know what you see,
You see a bad mutha.

Paid the cost to be the boss...

edited 19th Oct '10 10:29:52 PM by SeanMurrayI

When I was a lad, I served a turn
As office boy in an attorney's firm
I cleaned the windows and I swept the floor
And I polished up the handle on the big front door!
(And he polished up the handle on the big front door!)

I polished that handle so carefully
That now I am the ruler of the Queen's navy!

Buddy you're a young man hard man

Shoutin' in the street gonna take on the world some day

You got blood on yore face

You big disgrace

Wavin' your banner all over the place

In the heat of the Summer,
Better call out a plumber,
Turn on the steam pipe,
Cool me off.
With your big crime fighters,
And your newspaper writers,
Still need a drugstore,
To cure my buzz.

Wild in the streets! (Running, Running)
Wild in the streets! (Running, Running)
Wild in the streets! (Running, Running)
Wild in the streets!

Henry Street,
No, it ain't Broadway, it's Henry Street.
Way after midnight
Lit up as bright as a lighthouse
Brighter tonight than the White House.

I'm on a train, and ride on,
You know the train is staying off the track.
I'm in touch, love, from this crutch,
Well you're on ten, but, honey, I'm on eleven!

And, yes, I'm all lit up again,
On the couch, in my bed,
And, yes, I'm all, lit up again, flying!

Ride on the Night Train,
Scatman shoop shoop Night Train -
Scatman shoop-a-do-wop-wop
Have to do it again!

Stretching the definition of lyrics? Slander!

edited 20th Oct '10 8:59:49 PM by Noaqiyeum

Wake up late, honey put on your clothes,
And take your credit card to the liquor store.
Well that's one for you and two for me by tonight,
I'll be loaded like a freight train,
Flyin' like an aeroplane,
Feelin' like a space brain,
One more time tonight.

I'm on the Nightrain,
Bottoms up!
I'm on the Nightrain,
Fill my cup!
I'm on the Nightrain,
Ready to crash and burn,
I never learn.
I'm on the Nightrain,
I love that stuff!

And in case anyone's wondering, those first two lines of lyrics at the top are Axl Rose demanding the hooker he's with to go out and pay for a $3 bottle of cheap shit wine with a VISA card.

edited 20th Oct '10 9:35:30 PM by SeanMurrayI