Lyrics of the Day thread..

I thought this might work here. Post a lyric from a song that describes how your day is going or the mood you're in.

"I've been sitting here, tryin to find myself
I get behind myself, I need to rewind myself"

"And I feel like number one Yet I'm last in line
I watch my youngest son And it helps to pass the time"

"So much trouble
Hate this job
Tried to get out
Trapped like a dog
No, I don't like
Pumpin' gas
Do ya hate to wait?

Life's a game
We play your rules
Bottle half empty
Or the bottle half full
It does no good
No good to shout
But I scream I hate

Say I'm hostile
Gotta relax
Gotta get a grip
Here's the facts
I hate bein' here"

"Woke up quick at about noon....."

"Ahhh, you f**kin cops, you're never gonna get me
You'll never take me alive!
If you're gonna pull that f**kin' gun you'd better use it!
Because I'm not going down, and I'm not goin' to jail
And I'm not doing any F**KING time!
This is MY NIGHT! I'M ALIVE!"

"Get a haircut and get a real job
clean you're act up and don't be a slob
get it together like you're big brother Bob,
why don't you get a haircut and get a real job?"

"I get up around seven
Get outta bed around nine
And I don't worry about nothin' no
'Cause worrin's a waste of my... time"

this sums up my mood this morning:

"...I know you're in distress
with sorrow my eyes can see
and it pains me that you know
how it feels to be like me

If I only had a reason
would try to understand
If I only had a reason
to give a damn."

If I Only Had A Reason - Trouble (from Simple Mind Condition)

Fat Freddy wrote:

"Ahhh, you f**kin cops, you're never gonna get me
You'll never take me alive!
If you're gonna pull that f**kin' gun you'd better use it!
Because I'm not going down, and I'm not goin' to jail
And I'm not doing any F**KING time!
This is MY NIGHT! I'M ALIVE!"

The Kid Goes Wild!!!

Money, its a crime.
Share it fairly but dont take a slice of my pie.
Money, so they say
Is the root of all evil today.
But if you ask for a raise its no surprise that theyre
Giving none away.

One time you were my baby chicken
Now you've grown into a fox
Once upon a time I was your little rooster
But am I just one of your c**ks
It's rough justice on ya
You're going to have to trust me
It's rough justice
But you know I'll never break your heart

So put your lips to my hips, baby
And tell me what's on your mind
I know you've still got the animal attraction for me
It's been a long, long time

from the Rolling Stones

"...Paint me a picture,
and make it the devil,
It'll roll down the hole,
if the roof ain't level."

Domino - Masters Of Reality

I get up at seven, yeah,
And I go to work at nine.
I got no time for livin',
Yes, I'm workin' all the time.

It seems to me
I could live my life
A lot better than I think I am.
I guess that's why they call me,

They call me the working man.

They call me the working man.
I guess that's what I am.

I get home at five o'clock,
And I take myself out a nice, cold beer.
Always seem to be wonderin'
Why there's nothin' goin' down here.

Well they call me the working man.
I guess that's what I am.

When you're dreaming with a broken heart
The waking up is the hardest part

"Why does it hurt when I pee?"

There once was a park where the kids used to go
But not anymore 'cause their parents all know
There's junkies and whores and bums drinking beer
And the tragic event that happened last year
Two kids were playing, digging in the sand
One with a shovel and one with his hand
Jabbed by a needle carrying hiv
And now he's infected with the disease
He found syringes in the sandbox
He found syringes in the sandbox
The cops just watch 'cause they're on the take
Maybe the don't know what is at stake
The lives of children, with certainty
Maybe the rest of the community
We're only human, what can you expect?
Just shows the life we're willing to accept
Another drive-by, everyone stares
What it comes down to is nobody cares
He found syringes in the sandbox
He found syringes in the sandbox

from Dramarama:

Its getting late you got to get the kitten fed
You got to kiss the little woman put the children in the bed
Check the sports and weather and the living and the dead
You dont have to hear the headlines you can hear what Johnny Carson said

Oh mister sandman wont you listen to me please I'm saying
Ill stay in bed but Ill pretend Im on my knees and praying
One for my hunger and another for my greed
And just forget about my envy Lord and give me what I need, I need a

Last cigarette, last cigarette, last cigarette, one before I go to bed

From Iggy and the Stooges:

I'm a street walking cheetah with a heart full of napalm
I'm a runaway son of the nuclear A-bomb
I am a world's forgotten boy
The one who searches and destroys
Honey gotta help me please
Somebody gotta save my soul
Baby detonate for me

My boy was up late last night, crying because of the new teeth coming in. Therefore I too was up late last night. I thought these lyrics are fitting this morning...

I really need a cup of coffee
Go get me a cup of joe

I really need a cup of coffee
Go get me a cup of joe

I really need a cup of coffee
Go get me a cup of joe

I really need a cup of coffee
Go get me a cup of joe

Cupajoe, cupajoe, cupajoe
Cupajoe, cupajoe, cupajoe
Cupajoe, cupajoe, cupajoe

Black and strong!!!!
Black and strong!!!!

I really need a cup of coffee
Go get me a cup of joe

I really need a cup of coffee
Go get me a cup of joe

I really need a cup of coffee
Go get me a cup of joe

I really need a cup of coffee
Go get me a cup of joe

Cupajoe, cupajoe, cupajoe
Cupajoe, cupajoe, cupajoe
Cupajoe, cupajoe, cupajoe

Black and strong!!!!
Black and strong!!!!

Metalguy that reminds me of lyrics by the Kinks, at least in the chrous, being English of course they sing about tea.


Have a Cup of Tea
Have a Cup of Tea
For Christ sake's Have a Cup of Tea

As I walk through the valley where I harvest my grain
I take a look at my wife and realize she's very plain
But that's just perfect for an Amish like me
You know, I shun fancy things like electricity
At 4:30 in the morning I'm milkin' cows
Jebediah feeds the chickens and Jacob plows... fool
And I've been milkin' and plowin' so long that
Even Ezekiel thinks that my mind is gone
I'm a man of the land, I'm into discipline
Got a Bible in my hand and a beard on my chin
But if I finish all of my chores and you finish thine
Then tonight we're gonna party like it's 1699

We been spending most our lives
Living in an Amish paradise
I've churned butter once or twice
Living in an Amish paradise
It's hard work and sacrifice
Living in an Amish paradise
We sell quilts at discount price
Living in an Amish paradise

A local boy kicked me in the butt last week
I just smiled at him and turned the other cheek
I really don't care, in fact I wish him well
'Cause I'll be laughing my head off when he's burning in hell
But I ain't never punched a tourist even if he deserved it
An Amish with a 'tude? You know that's unheard of
I never wear buttons but I got a cool hat
And my homies agree, I really look good in black...fool
If you come to visit, you'll be bored to tears
We haven't even paid the phone bill in 300 years
But we ain't really quaint, so please don't point and stare
We're just technologically impaired

There's no phone, no lights, no motorcar
Not a single luxury
Like Robinson Crusoe
It's as primitive as can be

We been spending most our lives
Living in an Amish paradise
We're just plain and simple guys
Living in an Amish paradise
There's no time for sin and vice
Living in an Amish paradise
We don't fight, we all play nice
Living in an Amish paradise

Hitchin' up the buggy, churnin' lots of butter
Raised a barn on Monday, soon I'll raise another
Think you're really righteous? Think you're pure in heart?
Well, I know I'm a million times as humble as thou art
I'm the pious guy the little Amlettes wanna be like
On my knees day and night scorin' points for the afterlife
So don't be vain and don't be whiny
Or else, my brother, I might have to get medieval on your heinie

We been spending most our lives
Living in an Amish paradise
We're all crazy Mennonites
Living in an Amish paradise
There's no cops or traffic lights
Living in an Amish paradise
But you'd probably think it bites
Living in an Amish paradise

"Insanity is filling me with unreality
My mind is a pit of morbid fantasy
The more my mind wanders
The more I indulge of a fantasy so un-utterable
The more real it becomes"

I woke up, can't wait to eat
Got my cereal, boy was I beat
Opened the fridge, and to my dismay
There was no milk, my mother will pay

I want some milk, my coffee grows cold
I want some milk, I should've been told

I wish I had some god damn milk
My Cheerios just ain't the same
I wish I had some god damn milk
Too bad the milkman never came

I can't go out to the store
I'll just wait till my mother buys more
I'll just have wheat thins and beer
If I get sick, the toilet is near

manny wrote:

Metalguy that reminds me of lyrics by the Kinks, at least in the chrous, being English of course they sing about tea.


Have a Cup of Tea
Have a Cup of Tea
For Christ sake's Have a Cup of Tea

Correct me if I'm wrong, but you too have infant twins, right? You certainly know my pain.

MetalGuy71 wrote:

manny wrote:

Metalguy that reminds me of lyrics by the Kinks, at least in the chrous, being English of course they sing about tea.


Have a Cup of Tea
Have a Cup of Tea
For Christ sake's Have a Cup of Tea

Correct me if I'm wrong, but you too have infant twins, right? You certainly know my pain.

They are now 20 months old, but I remember the teething stages very well.