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A Song a Day

#44
Hey! firstly this is my thread :p second you posted 2 and I only posted that one girl to show you Tuvan throat singing lol I only posted one video with lyrics :p lol
One was for yesterday and I posted Anamanaguchi for today. I had a late post yesterday thank you very much sir. lol!
I have her music on my wish list now. :p
 
#51
New day, new Song. I'm in a somewhat good, but tired mood. And since I'm heading to the range with a buddy in a few minutes, this song fits. As Hickock always says....life is good.


Now he's spend'n time with his favorite toys,
just slinging lead and making noise,
and all the game down here is made of steel,
bullets fly and targets fall,
but the goats and the pigs don't mind at all,
Around here zombies is the only thing thats real.

life is good,
shoots more ammo than he probably should,
he comments you in the neighboor hood,
in the land of the free,
life is good,
hes always shoot'n down in the woods,
wouldnt even if he could,
life is good,

well hes cooler than the real hickok,

image: http://static.urx.io/units/web/urx-unit-loader.gif


this man shoots a colt or a glock,
hes never met a target he cant hit,
loves his lever and he loves his bolt,
semi auto or in a 45 colt,
most of his hits are on the internet,

chorus

when your down in tennasee,
whare freedom is alive,
you hear shots ring from the woods,
its hickok45,

chorus
Read more at http://www.songlyrics.com/steve-lee/life-is-good-hickok-45-song-lyrics/#hqMTyxrWr7zxco3z.99
 

crumbum

SF Supporter
#52
"A little less than a human being
A little less than a happy high
A little less than a suicide
The only things that you really tried"
.. Elliott I miss you. :( You always understood. Rest with peace my brother.


The litebrite's now black and white
Cause you took apart a picture that wasn't right
Pitch burning on a shining sheet
The only maker that you'd want to meet
The dying man in a living room
Who's shadow paces the floor
Who'll take you out in the open door
This is not my life
It's just a fond farewell to a friend
It's not what I'm like
It's just a fond farewell to a friend
Who couldn't get things right
Fond farewell to a friend
He said really I just want to dance
Good and evil matched perfect it's a great romance
I can deal with some physic pain
If it'll slow down my higher brain
Veins full of disappearing ink
Vomiting in the kitchen sink
Disconnecting from the missing link
This is not my life
It's just a fond farewell to a friend
It's not what I'm like
It's just a fond farewell to a friend
Who couldn't get things right
Fond farewell to a friend
I see you're leaving me and taking up with the enemy
The cold comfort of the in between
A little less than a human being
A little less than a happy high
A little less than a suicide
The only things that you really tried
This is not my life
It's just a fond farewell to a friend
It's not what I'm like
It's just a fond farewell to a friend
Who couldn't get things right
Fond farewell to a friend
This is not my life
It's just a fond farewell to a friend
 

ghosTea

Counterculture Nerd
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SF Supporter
#53
New day, new Song. I'm in a somewhat good, but tired mood. And since I'm heading to the range with a buddy in a few minutes, this song fits. As Hickock always says....life is good.
Have fun. I have never shot a gun lol.. Kind of want to try.
 

ghosTea

Counterculture Nerd
SF Multi Media
SF Supporter
#54
There are three really good versions of this song. The others being by Depeche Mode and Nouvelle Vague. The version by Novelle Vague was actually one of my four wedding songs. :/ But here is my favorite version, just the Nouvelle Vague one sounds more pretty so that is what we went with.


In a manner of speaking
I just want to say
That I could never forget the way
You told me everything
By saying nothing
In a manner of speaking
I don't understand
How love in silence becomes reprimand
But the way I feel about you
Is beyond words

Oh give me the words
Give me the words
That tell me nothing
Oh give me the words
Give me the words
That tell me everything

In a manner of speaking
Semantics won't do
In this life that we live
We only make do
And the way that we feel
Might have to be sacrificed
So in a manner of speaking
I just want to say
That like you I should find a way
To tell you everything
By saying nothing

Oh give me the words
Give me the words
That tell me nothing
Oh give me the words
Give me the words
Give me the words
Give me the words
Give me the words

Eh same song so not cheating I'll tack on the Nouvelle Vague cover.
 
#55
In my interpretations, this is a song about finding out who you truly are when you are at your worst and facing your dark side.
Shot for shot
Let the bullet penetrate me
It breaks life
Tell me stories of gold and gods
The precision in your voice
Breaks the walls that I built
Your eyes means livin' a lie

When I come much bigger than this
A dark star
Spend another day with me
Get something that doesn't reflect
This sort that I need
Oh take the chance
Bring me the calm

When there is nothing
Expose the dark side
Awakening emotional
Expose the dark side
Impossible to tame

Away from the light of the sun
Away, I find what is real

Throw yourself into the eye of chaos
Infiltrate me
Sneak out before I wake
Take out the trash and burn it
Try to find a beautiful place to lay
These fragile bones of mine

Away from the light of the sun
Away, I find what is real

Away from the light of the sun
Away, I find what is real

When there is nothing
Expose the dark side
Awakening emotional
Expose the dark side
Impossible to tame

Away from the light of the sun
Away, I find what is real
 
#57
fits the mood.


My time is drawing thinner
I'm just a tired old sinner
No chips left on this shoulder
No pride in growing older

But when your borrowed time is through...

I'll be with you
Redemption blues

No man can truly outlast
All the mistakes of his past
There's no haven here for me
That's safe from my memories

But when your borrowed time is through...

I'll be with you
Redemption blues

And justice ain't no lady
She's a twisted, battered whore
She's laying bruised and naked
On a bloodstained wooden floor

Our days are over
Times have changed around these parts
There ain't no more cowboys
Only men with violent hearts

Redemption blues...
My time is drawing thinner...
I'm just a tired old sinner...
 

ghosTea

Counterculture Nerd
SF Multi Media
SF Supporter
#58

ghosTea

Counterculture Nerd
SF Multi Media
SF Supporter
#59
Oh man am I in a foul mood today all I wanted to do was post angry music. angrier then this. But I had some real fond memories with this song. When on a road trip we did not realize the car we borrowed only had a cd player so I only had a few mixes and we must of sung aloud to this song about a dozen times on our 4 day trek.


The only good policeman is a dead one
The only good laws aren't enforced

I've never hung a darkie, even a big one
I've never seen an Indian on a horse
And I live like this cause I like it
And seen too much to pretend
You can't ignore the beauty in the things that you love
Like you can't stand the hatred and the lies
Have you always hunted with your hands?
Can you show me what you've done?
Have you always hunted with your hands?
If you catch it, can you kill it?
You don't understand, see you don't understand
See, I'm like a murderer, see, I'm like a murderer
And I could rip you limb from limb
And I could rip you limb from limb
Great big thing crawlin' all over me
Great big thing crawlin' all over me
See, I'm like a murderer, I kill what I eat
See, I'm like a, I'm a hunter-gatherer, see, I kill what I eat
See, I'm a steelworker, I kill what I eat
See, I'm, I'm a bricklayer, I kill what I eat
See, I'm a, I'm a murderer, I kill what I eat
See, I'm a, I'm a hunter-gatherer, I kill what I eat
See, I'm a steelworker, I kill what I eat
I'm a, I'm a bricklayer, I kill what I eat
Great big thing crawling all over me
Great big thing crawling all over me
Great big thing crawling all over me
Have you always hunted with your hands?
Can you show me what you've done?
Have you always hunted with your hands?
If you catch it, can you kill it?
I live like this cause I like it
And I've seen too much to pretend
You can't ignore the beauty in the things that you love
Like you can't stand the hatred and the lies
See, see, see I'm a murderer, I kill what I eat
See, I'm, I'm a bricklayer, I kill what I eat
See, I'm a steelworker, I kill what I eat
It's a great big thing crawlin' all over me
Great big thing crawlin' all over me
Great big thing crawlin' all over me
 
#60
A happier song in my collection.
Hummed Low - Odessa

The green truck hummed low
Ah, we took only back roads
We drove miles of country
We saw an old barn burning

Skies were a light blue
All the billboards read untrue
I read them, each one
We passed by the thousands

Was a full sun at high noon
And up rose a bright moon
Casting shadows,
Like dancing sparrows

Sing me baby home,
Sing me baby home,
Run baby, run baby, run baby, run
Run from the one who you know that you love
Run baby, run baby, run baby, baby run

Oh we turned on the radio
And listened to talk shows
Till the engine slowly, drove down into sleep
The desert’s sunrise
Was a feast to our eyes
The dry heat and hot wind
Caressing our skin
We'll go no further
We'll build us a home here
For a time, not forever
Just you and I dear

Sing me baby home,
Sing me baby home,
Run baby, run baby, run baby, run
Run from the one who you know that you love
Run baby, run baby, run baby, baby run

Sing me baby home,
Sing me baby home,
Run baby, run baby, run baby, run
Run from the one who you know that you love
Run baby run baby run baby, baby run

Ooooooohhh Ooooohhhhhh Ooohhh
Ooooooohhh Ooooohhhhhh Ooohhh
Ooooooohhh Ooooohhhhhh Ooohhh
Ooooooohhh Ooooohhhhhh Ooohhh
 

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