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Honey is for bees, silly bear Besides, there’s jelly beans everywhere It’s not what it seems in the land of dreams Don’t worry your head just go to sleep
It doesn’t matter how you feel Life is just a Ferris wheel It’s always up and down Don’t make a sound
When you wake up the world will come around When you wake up the world will come around
Its just the sweet weather and the peacock feathers In the morning, it will all be better It’s not what it seems in the land of dreams Don’t worry your head just go to sleep
When you wake up the world will come around When you wake up the world will come around
Honey is for bees, silly bear Besides there’s jelly beans everywhere It’s not what it seems in the land of dreams Don’t worry your head just go to sleep.
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Have you ever wanted to disappear? And join a monastery Go out and preach on Manic Street? Who will I be when I wake up next to a stranger On a passenger plane? (Passenger plane)
Permanent jet lag Please take me back (Please take me back) Please take me back I’m a stray dog sick Please let me in (Please let me in) The mad key’s tripping singing vows before we exchange smoke rings
Give me a pen Call me Mr. Benzedrine But don’t let the doctor in I wanna blow off steam and Call me Mr. Benzedrine (Mr. Benzedrine) But don’t let the doctor Don’t let the doctor in
It feels like fourteen carats but no clarity When I look at the man who would be king The man who would be king Goes to the desert the same war his dad rehearsed Came back with flags on coffins and said “We won, oh we won”
Permanent jet lag Please take me back (Please take me back) Please take me back I’m a stray dog sick Please let me in (Please let me in) The mad key’s tripping singing vows before we exchange smoke rings
Give me a pen Call me Mr. Benzedrine But don’t let the doctor in I wanna blow off steam and Call me Mr. Benzedrine (Mr. Benzedrine) But don’t let the doctor Don’t let the doctor in
Ba ba ba ba benzedrine Bla bla bla benzedrine Ba ba ba ba ba benzedrine ah Ba ba ba ba benzedrine Bla bla bla benzedrine Ba ba ba ba ba benzedrine ah
Only one book really matters The rest of the proof is on the television, on the…
Call me Mr. Benzedrine But don’t let the doctor in I wanna blow off steam Call me Mr. Benzedrine (Mr. Benzedrine) But don’t let the doctor Don’t let the doctor in
Have you ever wanted to disappear?
[Spoken:] It’s not me, it’s you Actually, it’s the taxidermy of you and me Untie the balloons from around my neck and ground me I’m just a racehorse on the track Send me back to the glue factory Always thought I’d float away And never come back But I’ve got enough miles on my car To fly the boys home on my own But you know me: I like being all alone And keeping you all alone And the charts are boring And the kids are snoring And the girl’s in a sling You say you’re not listening and I said I’m wishing… And I said… I said…
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I’m a young one Stuck in the thoughts Of an old one’s head When all the others were just stirring awake I’m trying to trick myself to fall asleep again, woah
My head’s in heaven, my soles are in hell Let’s meet in the purgatory of my hips and get well
Hurry, hurry You put my head in such a flurry, flurry Oh freckle, freckle What makes you so special? What makes you so special? I’m gonna leave you I’m gonna teach you How we’re all alone How we’re all alone
Guild me, build me It’s your club, so let me in (let me in) Knowing how heartwarming It is inside your skin
My head’s in heaven, my soles are in hell Let’s meet in the purgatory of my hips and get well
Hurry, hurry You put my head in such a flurry, flurry Oh freckle, freckle What makes you so special? What makes you so special? I’m gonna leave you I’m gonna teach you How we’re all alone How we’re all alone
How we’re all alone
Hurry, hurry You put my head in such a flurry, flurry Oh freckle, freckle What makes you so special? What makes you so special? I’m gonna leave you I’m gonna teach you How we’re all alone How we’re all alone
[Interlude:] Mama If we don’t take the medication We won’t sleep for days We won’t sleep for days Mama If we pray to the lord Does he sing on a stage? Does he sing on a stage? We waste it all in the back of a long dark car And I’m a sunshine machine I want to get stuck I want to get stuck And be glowing in your memory.
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I can’t explain a thing I want everything To change and stay the same oh time Doesn’t care about anyone or anything Come together Come apart Only get lonely when you read the charts
And oh baby, when they made me, they broke the mold Girls used to follow me around then I got cold Throw your cameras in the air And wave them like you just don’t care
I will never believe in anything again I will never believe in anything again Though change will come Oh change will come I will never believe in anything again
We will never believe again Kick drum beating in my chest again We will never believe again Preach electric to a microphone stand
I’m a mascot for what you’ve become I love the mayhem more than the love
And oh baby, when they made me, they broke the mold Girls used to follow me around then I got cold Throw your cameras in the air And wave them like you just don’t care
I will never believe in anything again I will never believe in anything again Though change will come Oh change will come I will never believe in anything again
We will never believe again Kick drum beating in my chest again We will never believe again Preach electric to a microphone stand
Throw your cameras in the air And wave them cause I just don’t care Throw your cameras in the air And wave them cause I just don’t care
I will never believe in anything again I will never believe in anything again Oh oh though change will come Oh change will come I will never believe in anything again I will never believe in anything again Oh change will come Oh change will come I will never believe in anything again
We will never believe again Kick drum beating in my chest again We will never believe again Preach electric to a microphone stand
We will never believe again (I will never believe in anything again) Kick drum beating in my chest again We will never believe again (I will never believe in anything again) Preach electric to a microphone stand
We will never believe again (I will never believe in anything again).
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Artist: Fall Out Boy Genres: Alternative Rock: Alternative Rock Rock: Punk-Rock Other
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Artist: Forever The Sickest Kids Album: Underdog Alma Mater Year: 2008 Genre: Rock
Download album Underdog Alma Mater
I candy coat and cover everything that I’m still hiding underneath. It’s been a long time. It’s been a long time. A thousand faces looking up at me hands are pointing ceiling oh what a feeling. I’ve got friends in highly low places I’ll stand up push it and push it up, can’t afford to lose now. I’ve got friends in highly low places I’ll go inside when I wanna party, grab a girl and dance (don’t touch me).
Whoa oh whoa whoa oh Why do I put myself in these situations Whoa oh whoa whoa oh I keep pushing myself even though I can’t take it at all
Girl, who taught you how to move like that? At this pace your at you’re going way to fast. I, I saw you from across the room It’s me versus every guy it’s your choice you choose.
I’ve got friends in highly low places It’s been a long time, it’s been a long time and maybe baby you can rise above the rest and meet me yeah
Whoa oh whoa whoa oh Why do I put myself in these situations Whoa oh whoa whoa oh I keep pushing myself even though I can’t take it at all
Whoa oh whoa whoa oh Why do I put myself in these situations Whoa oh whoa whoa oh I keep pushing myself even though I can’t take it at all
You’re worth losing my self esteem Your clever words mean nothing more to me than a lot I’ve heard in a movie you’re worth losing my, losing my, losing my self esteem you’re not worth putting myself in these situations
Whoa oh whoa whoa oh Why do I put myself in these situations Whoa oh whoa whoa oh I keep pushing myself even though I can’t take it at all.
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I got a text saying you would be calling. I got a phone call to prove it was true. I couldn’t let you in, it was do or die. You had the last words baby, and I’m wondering why.
Do you really want to hurt me baby? I never wanted this to happen. You’ve been acting crazy, so Haley…
From the start off, it was the beginning. You know me better than myself, and I know myself pretty well. And I know myself pretty well.
From the start off, it was the beginning. You know me better than myself, and I know myself pretty well. And I know myself pretty well.
It was a bonfire waiting to happen. It was a hurricane that pulled us through. So I sat down and figured it out, and thought all about how things were better the first time.
From the start off, it was the beginning. You know me better than myself, and I know myself pretty well. And I know myself pretty well.
From the start off, it was the beginning. You know me better than myself, and I know myself pretty well. And I know myself pretty well.
I couldn’t make my ???? You’re here for a week, but you’re gone again.
From the start off, it was the beginning. You know me better than myself, and I know myself pretty well. And I know myself pretty well.
From the start off, it was the beginning. You know me better than myself, and I know myself pretty well. And I know myself pretty well.
From the start off, it was the beginning. You know me better than myself, and I know myself pretty well. And I know myself pretty well.
Do you really want to hurt me baby? I never wanted this to happen. You’ve been acting crazy, so Haley..
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So get in, or get out before your mom cracks down on us it’s a touch, too much to get down so get up, or lie down, cause either way we’re making out tonight alone, alone tonight
i put forth the effort to keep you happy for a while we’re two weeks in and here we go again here go are again
and when it’s over and done
i cannot get out of this place that i am in when every one of your words, they mean nothing if i cannot get close to you where do you get off telling me constantly what that i’ll be that i’ll be just fine if i cannot be close to you
and so you gave me a second chance it was my first intent to make you believe me so tell me the way you felt the morning after tell me the way you felt you wanted to hear it, so here it goes
and when it’s over and done
i cannot get out of this place that i am in when every one of your words, they mean nothing if i cannot get close to you where do you get off telling me constantly what that i’ll be that i’ll be just fine if i cannot be close
i can’t just agree to disagree, it’s a sad thing come on baby, i don’t want to i can’t just agree to disagree, it’s a sad thing and i love you too i can’t just agree to disagree, it’s a sad thing come on baby, i don’t want to i can’t just agree to disagree, it’s a sad thing come on baby, i don’t want to
and when it’s over and done, i cannot get out of this place that i am in oh, this place that I am in
i cannot get out of this place that i am in when every one of your words, they mean nothing if i cannot get close to you where do you get off telling me constantly what that i’ll be that i’ll be just fine if i cannot be close to you.
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[Intro/Chorus] wake up your a drama queen, carry on like your supposed to be. get way, hurry up, come on. get away;
[Verse 1] How long have you been in your bedroom? it’s been 3 days straight with the sheets and your pillows. the clock on the walls, a reminder of my father. and all his entirely
[Bridge] I know that I shouldn’t let it get to me, but it does and who am I kidding? A dead end job and a lack of family. This town really gets to me.
[Chorus] Wake up your a drama queen, carry on like your supposed to be. Get way, hurry up, come on. Get away, gotta get up and go.
Wake up from the drama scene, stick around it’ll bury me. Get away hurry up come on, this is becoming a catastrophe!
[Verse 2] I made up my mind, too tierd to think of things. everything i have to do may be hard, but i’ll try to comprehend where i quit, and where i should begin.
[Bridge] I know that I shouldn’t let it get to me, but it does and who am I kidding? A dead end job and a lack of family. This town really gets to me.
[Chorus] wake up your a drama queen, carry on like your supposed to be. get way, hurry up, come on, get away, gotta get up and go.
Wake up from the drama scene, stick around it’ll bury me get away hurry up come on, this is becoming a catastrophe! …this is becoming a catastrophe!
[Verse 2 repeated] I made up my mind, too tierd to think of things. everything i have to do may be hard, but i’ll try to comprehend where i quit, and where i should begin.
[Bridge] I know that I shouldn’t let it get to me, but it does and who am I kidding? A dead end job and a lack of family. This town really gets to me.
[Chorus] wake up your a drama queen, carry on like your supposed to be. get way, hurry up, come on, get away, gotta get up and go.
Wake up from the drama scene, stick around it’ll bury me get away hurry up come on, this is becoming a catastrophe! …this is becoming a catastrophe!
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I’m two cups into my coffe break. I’m sitting alone in the café from the way. Reading all by myself Turning my cell off just to breath And everyone I know just keeps calling me. And I just need a little time.
Cause I’m overcommiting myself. I guess this is growing up I’m sleeping so little these days. I guess this is growing up I’m feeling things are about to change I’m guessing this is growin up Yeah I’m growing up.
And my mom hates my guts. She has every reason to From all the things I do. And it breaks me just to know That I have torn her apart so many times. So many times
Cause I’ve overcommitted myself. I guess this is growing I’m sleeping so little these days. I guess this is growing up I’m feeling things are about to change I’m guessing this is growin up Oh I’m guessing this is growing up
Now I’m done with my coffee break. I turn on my phone. Oh that I’ve grown up.
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