Friday 31 August 2007

Blink-182 - "I Miss You."

Hello there
The angel from my nightmare
The shadow in the background of the morgue
The unsuspecting victim
Of darkness in the valley
We can live like Jack and Sally
If we want

Where you can always find me
And we'll have Halloween on Christmas
And in the night we'll wish this never ends
We'll wish this never ends

(I miss you, miss you)
(I miss you, miss you)

Where are you?
And I'm so sorry
I cannot sleep
I cannot dream tonight
I need somebody and always
This sick strange darkness
Comes creeping on so haunting every time

And as I stared I counted
The webs from all the spiders
Catching things and eating their insides
Like indecision to call you
And hear your voice of treason
Will you come home
And stop this pain tonight?
Stop this pain tonight

Don't waste your time on me
You're already the voice inside my head
(I miss you, miss you)
Don't waste your time on me
You're already the voice inside my head
(I miss you, miss you)

Don't waste your time on me
You're already the voice inside my head
(I miss you, miss you)
Don't waste your time on me
You're already the voice inside my head
(I miss you, miss you)

Don't waste your time on me
You're already the voice inside my head
(I miss you, miss you)
Don't waste your time on me
You're already the voice inside my head
(I miss you, miss you)

(I miss you, miss you)
(I miss you, miss you)
(I miss you, miss you)
(I miss you, miss you)

Tuesday 28 August 2007

Mindless Self Indulgence - "Bed Of Roses."

Hey, it's all right, my life has never been a bed of roses
This way's better for me

Hey, it's all right, my life has never been a bed of roses
This way's better for me
I don't care to live the life I've chosen
Anyway! Anyway! Yeah...

Hey, it's all right, my life has always been a sad emotion
Don't feel sorry for me

Hey, it's all right, my life has always been a sad emotion.
Don't feel sorry for me
Feeling sorry has been my last devotion
Anyway! Anyway! Yeah...

Hey, it's all right, my life has never been a bed of roses
This way's better for me
I don't care to live the life I've chosen.

Hey, it's all right, my life has always been a sad emotion.
Don't feel sorry for me
Feeling sorry has been my last devotion.
Anyway! Anyway! Yeah...

Here we are
The sentiment's the same, my friends. Screw you
The sentiment's the same, it always was.

Here we are
The sentiment's the same, my friends. Screw you
The sentiment's the same, it always was.

My life has never been a bed of roses.
My life has never been a bed of roses.
My life has never been a bed of roses.
My life has never been a bed of roses.
My life has never been a bed of roses.
My life has never been a bed of roses.

Don't feel sorry for me!
Feeling sorry has been my last devotion
My life has always been a sad emotion.
Don't feel sorry for me!
Feeling sorry has been my last devotion
My life has always been a sad emotion.
Don't feel sorry for me!
Feeling sorry has been my last devotion
My life has always been a sad emotion.
Don't feel sorry for me!
Feeling sorry has been my last devotion
My life has always been a sad emotion.

Anyway...
Anyway...

Wednesday 8 August 2007

Richard - "Slaughter the World!"

[xD Yes, this is the song from the YouTube movie I referenced in my main blog. Sung by David Mitchell, written by Ryan Sohmer and the rest of the Blind Ferret Entertainment crew.]

Excitement abounds, I almost can't wait!
Relax, I don't want your baby, I already ate.
Though I do tend to generally kill...
Kill things that don't fight back, heh heh!

I see this village, what does it hold?
What shall I butcher them with, fire or cold?
Running from me, sure, you'd think:
he's a pathological bloodthirsty homocidal maniac!

I'd kill kittens and puppies and bunnies,
I'd maim toddlers and teens and then more!
You see a wife? I see a widow.
But what then can't you see I'd kill foooor?

I want to incinerate, and decapitate.
I want to melt..
Want to melt some faces, watching the peasants..
Oh, what do they call it? Ah, grieve.

I suppose that being Undead, there's not much to life.
A soul is needed for loving.. feeling,
How does this all not make me ..
Ah, what's that word again? Heed!

You've nowhere to hide,
Nowhere to run,
Your village will burn
Like the heart of the sun!

With infinite glee,
It's going to be me..
That slaughters the wooooorld!

How could I glare into these eyes,
And then not stab them?
How could I stare at their loss
And then not laugh?

I'd cut him in half,
Then I'd graft his head back onto his shoulders!
Or after I'd cut it, I'd make a puppet,
On top of a staaaaff!!

I am a Lord that is sometimes bored,
I have some urges and need to fulfill them!
After my mayhem I simply don't..
What's the word? Care!

The stench in the air,
The smell of the gore,
The carnage far greater than any waaar!

My legacy...
Death becomes me...
I'll slaughter the woooooorld.