Thread: Post 'em thar lyrics

ok sence no one knew what band it was

the band was Traffic and the song was Paper Sun

Here is one that first touched my soul over thirty years ago!


He was the wizard of a thousand kings
And I chanced to met him one night wandering
He told me tales, and he drank my wine
Me and my magic man kinda feeling fine

He had a cloak of gold, and eyes of fire
And as he spoke I felt a deep desire
To free the world, of it's fear, and pain
And help the people to feel free again

Why don't we listen to the voices in our hearts
cause then I know we'ed find, were not so far apart
Everybody's got to be happy, everyone should sing
For we know the joy of life, the peace that love can bring

So spoke the Wizard, in his mountain home
The vision of his wisdom means, we'll never be alone
And I will dream, of my magic night
And the million silver stars that guide me with thier light

AHH,AHH, AHHHHHHH

P.S. Old Hippies have good heads, because of shit like this!

P.S. Old Hippies have good heads, because of shit like this![/quote]

that was cool i've not heard uria heep in along time!

heres one for the Beat

All the leaves are brown
And the sky is gray
I've been for a walk
On a winter's day

I'd be safe and warm
If I was in L.A.
California dreamin'
On such a winter's day

Stopped into a church
I passed along the way
Oh, I got down on my knees
And I pretend to pray

You know the preacher likes the cold
He knows I'm gonna stay
California dreamin'
On such a winter's day

All the leaves are brown
And the sky is gray
I've been for a walk
On a winter's day

If I didnt tell her
I could leave today
California dreamin'
On such a winter's day

(California dreamin')
On such a winter's day
(California dreamin')
On such a winter's day

can you dig it man!

Originally Posted by joe789

no matter what type of lyrics you got fell free and post 'em thar lyrics

okay, here's a nice one:

Lords of Acid Pussy (LP Version)

I wanna see your pussy - everybody says it's nice
Can I come and visit - I'll be at your house tonight
They tell me it's soft to touch and really smooth
I can hardly wait to feel that pussy too
You wanna play with pussy all the time
To hide that kinda pussy is a crime
You say your pussy's clever and so slick
But I think that your pussy's kinda sick

I wanna bet your pussy ain't as pretty as mine
I don't hide my pussy like you do all the time
My pussy's just the sweetest thing that you've ever seen
Compared to mine your pussy's really ugly and mean
I bring my pussy everywhere I go
To watch my little pussy is a show
You say your pussy's clever and so slick
But I think that your pussy's really thick

She turns into a tiger when she's ready to eat
My pussy's always hungry for a big chunk of meat
So lay your little pussy right next to mine
You can bring her over round dinnertime
My pussy is the hippest thing around
She's always been the talk of the town
You say your pussy's clever and so slick
But I think that your pussy's mighty thick (miauw, baby)

I wanna see your pussy show it to me
Let me see your pussy show it to me
Show me your pussy show it to me
I wanna pet your pussy show it to me

These ain't song lyrics, but it is a short little poem I wrote called "My First Time"

The night was dark, the moon was high
We were alone, her and I.
Her hair was brown, her eyes were blue
And I knew just what she wanted to do.
So, with courage, I did my best
And put my hands upon her chest.
Her face was good, her body fine
I ran my fingers down her spine.
She quivered and quaked, I felt her heart
Slowly, she spread her legs apart.
I knew she was ready, but I didn't know how
Because this was my first time milking a cow.

These are the primary (no chorus) lyrics to "your light" from dust of basement. It's a great song, and this band has many beautiful songs similar to this.

I´m drifting away from the inner ghost
As quietly as believers can do
I´m drifting through the whole world's mysteries
I´m drifting badly to you

For touching all your starlike shapes
I put my hands in the sky
Here, under you I feel me really alive
Here are no doubts, here is no why

I´m swimming through the seas of light
I´m passing dreamlike monuments
Raised up on the oceans ground
Built by angel's hands

I´m drifting away from the inner ghost
As in love as only lovers can do
As happy as I always wanted to be
I give my heart to you

you guys tunes are groovy keep it going dudes

speaking of groovy heres a tune that's just that

WHERE HAVE ALL THE FLOWERS GONE
words and music by Pete Seeger
performed by Pete Seeger and Tao Rodriguez-Seeger

Where have all the flowers gone?
Long time passing
Where have all the flowers gone?
Long time ago
Where have all the flowers gone?
Girls have picked them every one
When will they ever learn?
When will they ever learn?

Where have all the young girls gone?
Long time passing
Where have all the young girls gone?
Long time ago
Where have all the young girls gone?
Taken husbands every one
When will they ever learn?
When will they ever learn?

Where have all the young men gone?
Long time passing
Where have all the young men gone?
Long time ago
Where have all the young men gone?
Gone for soldiers every one
When will they ever learn?
When will they ever learn?

Where have all the soldiers gone?
Long time passing
Where have all the soldiers gone?
Long time ago
Where have all the soldiers gone?
Gone to graveyards every one
When will they ever learn?
When will they ever learn?

Where have all the graveyards gone?
Long time passing
Where have all the graveyards gone?
Long time ago
Where have all the graveyards gone?
Covered with flowers every one
When will we ever learn?
When will we ever learn?

©1961 (Renewed) Fall River Music Inc
All Rights Reserved.

P.S. keep the dream alive

Led Zeppelin has always been one of my favorites:


Oh let the sun beat down upon my face, stars to fill my dream
I am a traveler of both time and space, to be where I have been
To sit with elders of the gentle race, this world has seldom seen
They talk of days for which they sit and wait and all will be revealed

Talk and song from tongues of lilting grace, whose sounds caress my ear
But not a word I heard could I relate, the story was quite clear
Oh, oh.

Oh, I been flying... mama, there ain't no denyin'
I've been flying, ain't no denyin', no denyin'

All I see turns to brown, as the sun burns the ground
And my eyes fill with sand, as I scan this wasted land
Trying to find, trying to find where I've been.

Oh, pilot of the storm who leaves no trace, like thoughts inside a dream
Heed the path that led me to that place, yellow desert stream
My Shangri-La beneath the summer moon, I will return again
Sure as the dust that floats high in June, when movin' through Kashmir.

Oh, father of the four winds, fill my sails, across the sea of years
With no provision but an open face, along the straits of fear
Ohh.

When I'm on, when I'm on my way, yeah
When I see, when I see the way, you stay-yeah

Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, when I'm down...
Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, well I'm down, so down
Ooh, my baby, oooh, my baby, let me take you there

Let me take you there. Let me take you there

Warning this song may use racial epatapphts


Well, a redneck nerd in a bowling shirt was a-guzzlin¡n Lone Star beer
Talking religion and uh politics for all the world to hear.
'They oughta send you back to Russia, boy, or New York City one
You just want to doodle a Christian girl and you killed Gods only son."

I said, "Has it occurred to you, you nerd, that thats not very nice,
We Jews believe it was Santa Claus that killed Jesus Christ.
You know, you don't look Jewish, he said, near as I could figger
I had you lamped for a slightly anemic, well-dressed country nigger.

No, they ain"t makin' Jews like Jesus anymore,
They don"t turn the other cheek the way they done before.
He started in to shoutin' and a-spittin' on the floor,
Lord, they ain"t makin" Jews like Jesus anymore.

He says, I ain't a racist but Aristitle Onassis is one Greek we don't need
And them niggers, Jews and Sigma Nus, all they ever do is breed.
And wops an micks an slopes an spics an spooks are on my list
And there's one little hebe from the heart of Texas , is there anyone I missed ?

Well, I hits him with everything I had right square between the eyes.
I says, I'm gonna gitcha, you son of a bitch ya, for spoutin' that pack of lies.
If there's one thing I can't abide, it's an ethnocentric racist;
Now you take back that thing you said bout Aristitle Onassis.

No, they ain't makin' Jews like Jesus anymore,
We don't turn the other cheek the way we done before.
You could hear that honky holler as he hit that hardwood floor
"Lord, they sho' ain't makin¡¯ Jews like Jesus anymore!
All right!



Kinky Friedman and the Texas Jewboys

They ain't makin Jews Like Jesus anymore