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When we were young the future was so bright
The old neighborhood was so alive
And every kid on the whole damn street
Was gonna make it big in every beat

Now the neighborhood's cracked and torn
The kids are grown up but their lives are worn
How can one little street
Swallow so many lives

Chances thrown
Nothing's free
Longing for
Used to be
Still it's hard
Hard to see
Fragile lives
shattered dreams

Jenny had a chance, well she really did
Instead she dropped out and had a couple of kids
Mark still lives at home cause he's got no job
He just plays guitar and smokes a lot of pot

Jay committed suicide
Brandon OD'd and died
What the hell is going on?
The cruellest dream - reality

Chances thrown
Nothing's free
Longing for
what used to be
Still it's hard
Hard to see
Fragile lives
Shattered dreams

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Well I'd like to tell you all about my dream, it's a place
Where strip malls abound and diversion's meer moments away

Where culture's defined by the
Ones least refined
And you'll be left behind
If you don't fit in
It's all distorted
In americana my way

Well **** you

Well my dream has come true
My vision has come true

Now give me my cable, fast food, four-by's, tats right away
I want it right now cause my generation don't like to wait

My future's determined by
Thieves, thugs, and vermin
It's quite an excursion
But it's okay
Everything's backwards
In americana my way

Well **** you

Well my dream has come true
My vision has come true

I'm a product
Of my environment
So don't blame me, I just work here
But I wanna **** it up

My rights are denied by
Those least qualified
Trading profit for pride
But it's okay
Everything's backwards
In americana my way

Well **** you

My nightmare has come true
My nightmare has come true
Yeah, it's all coming true

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Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road.
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go.
So make the best of this test, and don't ask why.
It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time.

It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind.
Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time.
Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial.
For what it's worth, it was worth all the while.
It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

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There's no sensation to compare with this
Suspended animation, a state of bliss
Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies
Tongue-tied and twisted, just an earth-bound misfit, I

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I saw a star beneath the stairs, glowing through the melting wall
Who will be the first, to begin their fall
Or will we become one?

Am I the star beneath the stairs?
Am I the ghost upon the stage?
Am I your anything?

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I cannot leave here, I cannot stay
Forever haunted, more than afraid
Asphyxiate on words I would say
I'm drawn to a blackened sky as I turn blue

There are no flowers, no, not this time
There'll be no angels gracing the lines, just these stark words I find
I'd show a smile, but I'm too weak
I'd share with you, could I only speak, just how much this hurts me

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Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain.
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today.
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you.
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun.

So you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again.
The sun is the same in a relative way but you're older,
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death.

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I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that I've broken
But I swear in the days still left
We'll walk in the fields of gold

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i'm not a perfect person. there are many things i wish i didnt do
but i continue learning. i never meant to do those things to you.
and so i have to say before i go, that i just want you to know

i've found a reason for me, to change who i used to be
a reason to start over new, and the reason is you

i'm sorry that i hurt you, it's something i must live with everyday
and all the pain i put you through, i wish that i could take it all away
and be the one who catches all your tears, thats why i need you to hear

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"Hurt" by Nine Inch Nails (as well as Johnny Cash's cover). But I'm sure most here have read those lyrics by now, as they've been posted on almost every one of these topics.

The lyrics to "Alcohol" and "Who Needs Sleep?" by Barenaked Ladies are awesome.

While by no means the most thought-provoking lyrics, "Work Song" by Caroline's Spine has some really good'ns. I'd post the lyrics to this, but I can't pick out a select few, and posting the whole song would probably be a bad idea.

"Through Her Eyes" by Dream Theater is a good one, in my opinion.

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She never really had a chance
On that fateful moonlit night
Sacrificed without a fight
A victim of her circumstance

Now that I’ve become aware
And I’ve exposed this tragedy
A sadness grows inside of me
It all seems so unfair

(Chorus:)
I’m learning all about my life
By looking through her eyes

Just beyond the churchyard gates
Where the grass is overgrown
I saw the writing on her stone
I felt like I would suffocate

In loving memory of our child
So innocent, eyes open wide
I felt so empty as I cried
Like part of me had died

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And I know what it’s like
To lose someone you love
And this felt just the same

She wasn’t given any choice
Desperation stole her voice
I’ve been given so much more in life
I’ve got a son, I’ve got a wife

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I've always had a thing for The Eagles, too. "Wasted Time" is one of my favorites.

I don't care how many times you've argued this or how repulsive a person he is, but Eminem's "Lose Yourself" has some of the greatest lyrics ever.

"Friend of Mine" by Eve 6 is good, too, if a little cliche.

"Learning How To Smile" and "Wonderful" by Everclear kick tush.

"What It's Like" by Everlast has great lyrics, even to people who disagree with some of the positions it implies.

"Hey Julie" by Fountains of Wayne is my favorite feel-good love song I've heard in the past two or three years.

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Workin' all day for a mean little man
With a clip-on tie and a rub-on tan
He's got me runnin' 'round the office like a dog around the track
But when I get back home you're always there to rub my back

Chorus:
Hey Julie, look what they're doing to me
Tryin' to trip me up, tryin' to wear me down
Julie, I swear it's so hard to bear it
And I'd never make it through without you around
No, I'd never make it through without you around

Hours on the phone makin' pointless calls
I got a desk full of paper that means nothin' at all
Sometimes I catch myself staring into space
Counting down the hours 'til I get to see your face

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As life gets longer, awful feels softer,
and it feels pretty soft to me.
And if it takes sh*t to make bliss,
well I feel pretty blissfully.

If life's not beautiful without the pain,
well I'd just rather never ever even see beauty again.
Well as life gets longer, awful feels softer.
And it feels pretty soft to me

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"The Odyssey" by Symphony X also has GREAT lyrics and music, but I'm sure I've plugged that song enough.

"Narcolepsy" by Third Eye Blind is one of my favorite songs, ever.

"Eve of Destruction" by Barry McGuire is great.

"Bob" and "Amish Paradise" by Weird Al are good, too.

"When The Children Cry" by White Lion is cool...

Anyway, that's all I've got for now.

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All my life, i worshipped her
Her golden voice, her beauty's beat
How she made us feel
How she made me real
And the ground beneath her feet
And the ground beneath her feet

And now i can't be sure of anything
Black is white, and cold is heat
For what i worshipped stole my love away
It was the ground beneath her feet
It was the ground beneath her feet

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You know, picking out my favorite lyric is exactly like picking out a favorite poem.

But I think Tori Amos' "Yes, Anastasia" is probably on top at this specific moment.

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I know what you want; the magpies have come.
If you know me so well, then tell me which hand I use.
Make them go.
Make it go.
Saw her there, in a restaurant --
Poppy, don't go.
I know your mother is a good one, but
Poppy, don't go.
I'll take you home.
Show me the things I've been missin';
show me the ways I forgot to be speaking;
show me the ways to get back to the garden;
show me the ways to get around the get around;
show me the ways to button up buttons
that have forgotten they're buttons.
(Well, we can't have that forgetting that.)

Girls, girls, what have we done?
What have we done to ourselves? Yes.

Driving on the Vine
over clotheslines --
but officer, I saw the sign.

Thought I'd been through this in 1919,
counting the tears of ten thousand men;
I gathered them all, but my feet are slipping.
There's something we left on the windowsill.
There's something we left. Yes.

(Chorus)
We'll see how brave you are.
We'll see how fast you'll be running.
We'll see how brave you are.
Yes, Anastasia.

And all your dollies have friends.

Thought she deserved no less than she'd give.
Well, Happy Birthday; her blood's on my hands.
It's kind of a shame, 'cause I did like that dress.
It's funny the things you find in the rain,
the things that you find in,
in the mall, in the date-mines,
in the knot still in her hair;
on the bus, I'm on my way down,
on my way down.
All the girls seem to be.

(Repeat chorus)

Come along now, little darlin'.
Come along now with me.
Come along now, little darlin'.
We'll see how brave you are.

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Now, in all fairness, this song's hard to rate lyrically because, musically, it's all over the map; while any individual section might have meter and rhyme, Amos didn't have to contend with making the whole thing fit one consistent rhyme scheme. For an excellent example of that, try Eve 6.

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Who led you to this hiding place?
Whose lightning threats spun silver tongues?
The red bells beckon you to ride
A handprint on the driver’s side
It looks a lot like engine oil and tastes like being poor and small
And Popsicles in the summer

Deep red bells, deep as I’ve been done
Deep red bells, deep as I’ve been done

It always has to come this
Red bells ring this tragic hour
We’ve lost sight of the overpass
The daylight won’t remember her
Those speckled fawns graze ‘round your bones
Who took the time to fold your clothes
And shook the Valley of the Shadows

Deep red bells, deep as I’ve been done
Deep red bells, deep as I’ve been done

Where does this mean world cast its cold eye
Who’s left to suffer long about you?
Does your soul cast about like an old paper bag,
Past empty lots and early graves
Of those like you who lost their way,
Murdered on the interstate
While the red bells rang like thunder

Deep red bells, deep as I’ve been done
Deep red bells, deep as I’ve been done
Deep red bells, deep as I’ve been done

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Black day in july
Black day in july
Motor city’s burning and the flames are running wild
They reflect upon the waters of the river and the lake
And everyone is listening
And everyone’s awake

Black day in july
Black day in july
The printing press is turning
And the news is quickly flashed
And you read your morning paper
And you sip your cup of tea
And you wonder just in passing
Is it him or is it me

Black day in july

In the office of the president
The deed is done the troops are sent
There’s really not much choice you see
It looks to us like anarchy
And then the tanks go rolling in
To patch things up as best they can
There is no time to hesitate
The speech is made the dues can wait

Black day in july
Black day in july
The streets of motor city now are quiet and serene
But the shapes of gutted buildings
Strike terror to the heart
And you say how did it happen
And you say how did it start
Why can’t we all be brothers
Why can’t we live in peace
But the hands of the have-nots
Keep falling out of reach

Black day in july
Black day in july
Motor city madness has touched the countryside
And through the smoke and cinders
You can hear it far and wide
The doors are quickly bolted
And the children locked inside

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Hello Mr. Zebra
Can I have your sweater
Cause it's cold cold cold
In my hole hole hole
Ratatouille Strychnine
Sometimes she's a friend of mine
With a gigantic whirlpool
That will blow your mind
Hello Mr. Zebra
Ran into some confusion
With a Mrs. Crocodile
Furry muscles marching on
She thinks she's Kaiser Wilhelm
Or a civilized syllabub
To blow your mind
Figure it out
She's a goodtime fella
She got a little fund to fight for Moneypenny's rights
Figure it out
She's a goodtime fella
Too bad the burial was premature
She said and smiled

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Smelling like a brewery, looking like a tramp,
I ain't got a quarter, got a postage stamp
Been five o'clock shadow boxing all around the town,
Talking with the old man, sleeping on the ground
Bazanti bootin al zootin al hoot and Al Cohn
Sharing this apartment with a telephone pole
And a fish-net stocking, spike-heel shoes,
Strip tease, prick tease, car keys blues
And the porno floor show, live nude girls,
Dreamy and creamy and brunette curls
Chesty Morgan and Watermelon Rose
Raise my rent and take off all your clothes
With trench coats, magazines, a bottle full of rum,
She's so good, make a dead man come
Pasties and a G-string, beer and a shot
Portland through a shot glass and a Buffalo squeeze
Wrinkles and Cherry and Twinkie and Pinkie and Fifi live from Gay Paree
Fanfares, rim shots, back stage, who cares, all this hot burlesque for me

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She screams in silence
A sullen riot penetrating
Through her mind
Waiting for a sign to smash the silence
With the brick of self-control

Are you locked up in a world
That's been planned out for you?
Are you feeling like a
Social tool without a use?

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Growing up it all seems so one-sided
Opinions all provided
The future pre-decided
Detached and subdivided
In the mass production zone
Nowhere is the dreamer or the misfit so alone

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The boy lies in the grass, unmoving
Staring at the sky
His mother starts to call him
As a hawk goes soaring by
The boy pulls down his baseball cap
And covers up his eyes

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Like a steely blade in a silken sheath
We don't see what they're made of
They shout about love, but when push comes to shove
They live for the things they're afraid of

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The dancer slows her frantic pace
In pain and desperation,
Her aching limbs and downcast face
Aglow with perspiration

Stiff as wire, her lungs on fire,
With just the briefest pause
The flooding through her memory,
The echoes of old applause.

She limps across the floor
And closes her bedroom door...

The writer stare with glassy eyes
Defies the empty page
His beard is white, his face is lined

And streaked with tears of rage.

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Recollect me darling, raise me to your lips
Two undernourished egos, four rotating hips

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Don't be afraid
Open your mouth to say
Say what your soul sings to you

Your mind can never change
Unless you ask it to
Lovingly rearrange
The thoughts that make you blue
The things that bring you down
Will mean no harm to you
And so make your choice joy
The joy belongs to you

And when you do
You'll find the one you love is here

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