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Didn't See It Coming
PostPosted: Wed May 27, 2009 1:57 am  Reply with quote



Joined: 20 Jun 2006
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Location: NYC baby!

I did this on another forum, trying it here.

My all-time favourite is Paul Bearer from Sheer Terror. The way he looks at life is sardonic and teeming with melancholy.

Here's a few of his gems:

Broken
I am a Broken Clown.
Built to tread, Destined to drown
my sorrows in corn - which I acknowledge.
I am not a man to deny my rhyme, my reason, my why.
Sweep it all under the rug. Slap my face. It's showtime!
My Public awaits, I will give my all tonight,
Many a happy child I do what parents cannot.
I will not kiss your baby.
100 proof flames start to smother.
Broken ashtray - thoughts of another.
Blood-stained mattress, hotel matches - Ship's a goin' down!
Feel like a flint in a Zippo lighter.
Grind me down 'til my spark burns brighter.
But tonight I'll sleep in my baby's arms, wherever she may be.
100 proof flames start to smother.
Broken ashtray - thoughts of another.
Blood-stained mattress, hotel matches - Ship's a goin' down!
I will bring the house down tonight.
I will tear down the big top tonight.
This night shall be the one I dream of in my dreams.
This night I'll be the one to answer my prayers.
Let free the animals from their cage to roam...
The streets are my enemies.
They lay down to let me walk into another blind alley.
Then they attack, But I will not turn back.
For tonight, I walk amongst the dead.
And I am lost.
No one will give directions to a broken clown.
No one ever loves a broken clown.

Close My Eyes
My stomach turns as the cigarette burns
a hole in my memories of "when".
I'd walk the streets the rain sparkles off
the concrete of my forever rest.
I've swallowed every pill in the house.
And heaved up every bit of my pride.
Toss and turn, crash and burn.
The sun is rising and I've nowhere to hide.
Spitting up blood in the bathroom.
The ulcer grows deeper than these four walls.
It's not romantic, and it's no sin.
And cowards don't lose, they just never win.
I close my eyes, and see everything, as clear as day. I open my eyes.
Just in time to see it taken away.
The next morning beats down on me.
Like a bar room brawl, it kicks my ass.
I look outside to see that nothing's changed.
And nothing changes when I close my eyes.

Lulu Roman
As you poured your heart out, I poured myself another drink.
Too callous to give a damn. Too callous to even think.
You felt electricity. I only felt a draft.
You cried when the hero died. I couldn't help but laugh.
And Lulu Roman sang of Jesus and the Lord.
You felt the whole thing "too bizarre" I was only bored.
Now you're talking birthstones, I'm thinking headstones.
Anything just to agree "would you go to bed with me?"
Tell me what you want to hear and I'll tell you all I know.
I found my soul, but lost my heart many years ago.
Do you wanna see me angry? Do you wanna see me cry?
Just so you can tell your friends that I'm one helluva guy.
And Lulu Roman sings of Jesus and The Lord.
You felt the whole thing "too bizarre" I was only bored.
I'm looking for an ashtray, you're looking for your shoes.
We started off with so much to gain, but even more to lose.
You wanna make some coffee, I wish that you'd make tracks.
We both had good intentions, but they just fell between the cracks.
And in the morning when you remember me,
you'll hate me as you did before this ever came to be.
And Lulu Roman sang of Jesus and the Lord.
You felt the whole thing "too bizarre" I was only bored.

Three Year Bitch
On the very night of my attempted suicide,
you went out dancing underneath those neon lights on 109.
What was I to do when all my trust was placed in you?
You led me down an open road and then you left me all alone to die.
There were times you tried to put me in my place.
I don't know if I wanted to kiss you - or spit right in your face.
You could've shown me some heart. You couldn't wet an eye.
You didn't give a fuck if I'd have lived or died.
I fought the sleep, and I stopped the blood.
But I just couldn't choke back the tears.
I looked to you, you screamed out loud and left me standing here.
Before you burn the bridge down, there's one thing that I'd like to know.
Did it have to take you three long years just to let me go?
I once believed in forever. I'd seen it in your eyes.
But now you abandoned me to false hopes and unsevered ties.
Now I'm left with nightmares, and no reason why
it had to take you three years just to say goodbye.
I hope I never have to see your face again.
I don't know what I'd do.
What I don't know won't hurt me.
What I find out just might kill you.
I'd like to know the answer to this question before I fall apart.
Did it have to take you three years just to break my heart?


He's not a happy guy.

What I love about him is that he doesn't use coded messages to express exactly how he feels but he definitely sees things a bit differently.
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Floydian Trip
PostPosted: Wed May 27, 2009 3:34 pm  Reply with quote



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Peter Gabriel is one of my favorite lyracists. His songs are always deep and meaningfull

San Jacinto lyrics
Thick cloud - steam rising - hissing stone on sweat lodge fire
Around me - buffalo robe - sage in bundle - run on skin
Outside - cold air - stand, wait for rising sun
Red paint - eagle feathers - coyote calling - it has begun
Something moving in - I taste it in my mouth and in my heart
It feels like dying - slow - letting go of life

Medicine man lead me up though town - Indian ground -
so far down
Cut up land - each house - a pool - kids wearing water
wings - drink in cool
Follow dry river bed - watch Scout and Guides make
pow-wow signs
Past Geronimo's disco - Sit 'n' Bull steakhouse - white
men dream
A rattle in the old man's sack - look at mountain top -
keep climbing up
Way above us the desert snow - white wind blow

I hold the line - the line of strength that pulls me through
the fear
San Jacinto - I hold the line
San Jacinto - the poison bite and darkness take my sight -
I hold the line
And the tears roll down my swollen cheek - think I'm losing
it - getting weaker
I hold the line - I hold the line
San Jacinto - yellow eagle flies down from the sun -
from the sun

We will walk - on the land
We will breathe - of the air
We will drink - from the stream
We will live - hold the line

The Rhythm Of The Heat lyrics
Looking out the window
I see the red dust clear
High up on the red rock
Stands the shadow with the spear

The land here is strong
Strong beneath my feet
it feeds on the blood
it feeds on the heat

The rhythm is below me
The rhythm of the heat
The rhythm is around me
The rhythm has control
The rhythm is inside me
The rhythm has my soul

The rhythm of the heat
The rhythm of the heat
The rhythm of the heat
The rhythm of the heat

Drawn across the plainland
To the place that is higher
Drawn into the circle
That dances round the fire
We spit into out hands
And breathe across the palms
Raising them up high
Help open to the sun

Self-conscious, uncertain
I'm showered with the dust
The spirit enter into me
And I submit to trust

Smash the radio
No outside voices here
Smash the watch
Cannot tear the day to shreds
Smash the camera
Cannot steal away the spirits
The rhythm is around me
The rhythm has control
The rhythm is inside me
The rhythm has my soul

Not One Of Us lyrics
It's only water
In a stranger's tear
Looks are deceptive
But distinctions are clear
A foreign body
And a foreign mind
Never welcome
In the land of the blind
You may look like we do
Talk like we do
But you know how it is

You're not one of us
Not one of us
No you're not one of us
Not one of us
Not one of us
No you're not one of us

There's safety in numbers
When you learn to divide
How can we be in
If there is no outside
All shades of opinion
Feed an open mind
But your values are twisted
Let us help you unwind
You may look like we do
Talk like we do
-But you know how it is

You're not one of us
Not one of us
No you're not one of us
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Didn't See It Coming
PostPosted: Wed May 27, 2009 8:18 pm  Reply with quote



Joined: 20 Jun 2006
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Location: NYC baby!

Another one of my favourites is Scott Angelacos from Bloodlet

Learning To Fly: The Descent
I had been awake for several days
with time to think
it had been so long since I needed sleep to dream
another find day slip away no time to think
I need a drink
I hear it smells like candy in a baby's mind
as long as I remember mine smelled of wine
man that orange flavored thunderbird
ain't got me feeling so fine
now I'm smelling like bourbon flavored pork rinds
in the government cheese line
drinking warm O.E. in the morning sunlight
I drive a rust flavored thunderbird
and she ain't feeling so fine
they call her the hate tank
she is rolling three on the tree
I got a nephew named Lucifer
you know he takes after me
a liter of sourmash to ease the pain
I'm still hoping one day I will drink myself sane
another fine day slips away
no time to think I need a drink
mama didn't love me she loved her percocet
at age 13 I set out to become king
but I became the joker instead
I have been alone for 100 days with time to think
when life eats itself I will say goodbye
the salt in my beard is all I got to eat
but I've managed to stay high for the past 2 weeks
woke up this morning with 2 black eyes
I've been sleeping in the dumpster again
and I don't know why
I hear it smells like candy in a baby's mind
as long as I can remember that mine smelled of wine
they say I smell like the reefer
ya know I'm high all the time
now I'm smelling like bourbon flavored pork rinds
in the government cheese line

CPAI-75
Infantile bed wetter
stew for the murder minded
psychotic episodes
bending numbers
rise in my flesh
count to three brace yourself
close your eyes and call my name
I am your Messiah at 106 degrees
followers enter my reality
washed impure in the tears of the unloved
now repelled by the stench of my true love
blind incompetent
bent on destroying the knowledge
dance as they torment the dead
the bed you set me in will give true sweet slumber
I live in infamy shapeless fury lies of victory
enkindle my soul
there is a time for bleeding
there is a time for healing
but there is no time to mourn
see these images I paint on these walls
surreal as they are they are my religion
feel my stare at your window
you can't see me but I'm there
look upon the piss stained face of an angel
and mend it's broken wing
take my hand and be my new true love
soaked in my own sin
white knuckle holocaust
disgust and triumph glass exile burning long progress
so I will live as I have lived and I will live forever
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