Lyrics

See it in my eyes
See it in my eyes

So now I got a black eye
Even though I never got smacked
But if I get a retry
Then I will try to give back

Your were the one who got jacked
And I hope you will forgive me
For whenever I capsize

I know that you can see it in my eyes
I'm not myself right now
My biggest problem is to compromise
But I'm sure I would know how
I show my tragedy with my black eye

I've been the one to deny
Everything that you do
I said it's all a big lie
Always questioning you

Even though you've been true
And I know that I've been nothing more
Than just a jealous guy

I know that you can see it in my eyes
I'm not myself right now
My biggest problem is to compromise
But sure I would know how
I show my tragedy with my black eye

But everybody's talking about you
All the time about things you do
And that's the only time I do realize
That I do love being close to you

And everybody's laughing with you
Guess that's the thing that I just can't stand
I'm selfish more than I am a man

I know that you can see it in my eyes
I'm not myself right now
My biggest problem is to compromise
But sure I would know how

I know that you can see it in my eyes
I'm not myself right now
My biggest problem is to compromise
But sure I would know how
I show my tragedy with my black eye
With my black eye

Raforlife55 wrote:i remember the first time i saw that song and was like holy shit, this song goes on forever!

It's dry, it's dusty, the nights are long and cold.
Your life is like a desert, you're scared of growing old.
You can hear the clock ticking like a hammer on a stone,
remember this - you're not alone, you're not alone, you're not alone.

Come on! Can you hear it?
The call of the wild.
Stand up now and fight back,
wipe off their plastic smiles.

You crawled out of the ocean, your pulse was slow and weak.
Got up on your two legs, put on clothes and learned to speak.
Ended up abandoned in a place that they call "home".
Remember this - you're not alone, you're not alone, you're not alone.

Come on! Can you hear it?
The call of the wild.
Stand up now and fight back,
wipe off their plastic smiles.
Why listen to the losers who still treat you like a child?
Better find another station,
tune in to the call of wild,
the call of wild.

They'll tell you that they love you, like a spider loves a fly.
Promise you you're safe but never look you in the eye.
Manipulated, regulated, crippled and controlled,
remember this - you're not alone, you're not alone, you're not alone.

Come on! Can you hear it?
The call of the wild.
Stand up and fight back
and kill their plastic smiles.
Why listen to the losers who still treat you like a child?
Tune in to the call of the wild,
call of the wild.

Survivor of Violence wrote:few years ago back in england when we were on the bus there's a Cheryl Cole Parachute song on the radio and my friend asked me 'why would she need a pair of shoes?' (misheard lyrics rule!)

¡sonia! wrote:

Survivor of Violence wrote:few years ago back in england when we were on the bus there's a Cheryl Cole Parachute song on the radio and my friend asked me 'why would she need a pair of shoes?' (misheard lyrics rule!)

Lol
I've heard that song before and ive never thought of it as 'a pair of shoes' , but if I ever hear that song again I will xD

Survivor of Violence wrote:

¡sonia! wrote:

Survivor of Violence wrote:few years ago back in england when we were on the bus there's a Cheryl Cole Parachute song on the radio and my friend asked me 'why would she need a pair of shoes?' (misheard lyrics rule!)

Lol
I've heard that song before and ive never thought of it as 'a pair of shoes' , but if I ever hear that song again I will xD

lol sonia, let me know then

Dad - what was punkrock...?

Punk was rotten, punk was vicious,
always being unambitious.
Punk was a piss-up, punk was a punch-up,
picking your nose and chucking your lunch up.
Punk was obnoxious, punk was obscene,
having a pop at our dear Queen.
Punk was a twisted tasteless trip,
punk was a pin through her majesty's lip.

We never took shit from noone, we just didn't give a fuck.
If you didn't like our music, that was just your bloody hard luck.

Punk was a riot, every night a rumble,
a nice bit o'blow and a nice bit o'grumble.
Punk was a sleazy, punk was a slum,
polaroid pics in bed with your mum.
Punk was unhealthy, quite unclean,
it was a mockery, malignant mean.
Punk was criminal, punk was a con,
and so was our favourite fugitive Ron.

We never took shit from noone, we just didn't give a fuck.
If you didn't like our music, that was just your bloody hard luck.

Now open your eyes and listen my son, there's no reason to be sad.
Just hang around and stay with us, it'll all be coming back.

We never took shit from noone, we just didn't give a fuck.
If you didn't like our music, that was just your bloody hard luck.

punks13 wrote:What If Punk Never Happened by The King Blues

Here's a part:

"There's a lesson to be learned, one that I will take home,
When I return to my normal reality zone,
Punk rock has the power to change the world,
It lies in every single punk rock boy and girl,
So don't let anyone tell you you're not worth the earth,
These streets are your streets, this turf is your turf,
Don't let anyone tell you that you've got to give in,
Cos you can make a difference, you can change everything,
Just let your dreams be your pilot, your imagination your fuel,
Tear up the book and write your own damn rules,
Use all that heart, hope and soul that you've got,
And the love and the rage that you feel in your gut,
And realise that the other world that you're always looking for,
Lies right here in front of us, just outside this door,
And it's up to you to go out there and paint the canvas,
After all, you were put on the earth to do this,
So shine your light so bright that all can see,
Take pride in being whoever the fuck you want to be,
Throw your fist in the air in solidarity,
And shout 'Viva la punk, just one life, anarchy'"

This song has been stuck in my head for the past couple of days. Fucking awesome.

Brothers and sisters, have you heard the news?
The storm has lifted and there's nothing to lose,
So swap your confirmation for your dancing shoes,
Because there never was no God.
Step out of the darkness and onto the streets,
Forget about the fast, let's have a carnival feast,
Raise up your lowered head to hear the liberation beat,
Because there never was no God.

There is no God,
So clap your hands together,
There is no God,
No heaven and no hell.
There is no God,
We're all in this together,
There is no God,
So ring that victory bell.

No cowering in the dark before these overbearing priests,
Not waiting until we die until we restitute the meek,
No blaming all our failings on imaginary beasts,
Because there never was no God.
No fighting over land your distant fathers told you of,
Not spilling blood for those who have never spread a drop of blood,
No finger pointing justified by fairies up above,
Because there never was no God.

There is no God,
So clap your hands together,
There is no God,
No heaven and no hell.
There is no God,
We're all in this together,
There is no God,
So ring that victory bell.

And I know you're scared of dieing man and I am too,
But just pretending it's not happening isn't gonna see us through,
So just accept that there's an end game and we haven't got much time,
And then in the here and now we can try and do things right.
Forget about the crazy things that people have believed,
And think of wondrous things that normal people have achieved,
'Cos I've known beauty in the stillness of cathedrals in the day,
I sang Glory Hallelujah! Won't you wash my sins away?
But now I'm singing my refrain and this is what I say,
I say there never was no God.

There is no God,
So clap your hands together,
There is no God,
No heaven and no hell.
There is no God,
We're all in this together,
There is no God,
So ring that victory bell.

There is no God,
So clap your hands together,
There is no God,
No heaven and no hell.
There is no God,
We're all in this together,
There is no God,
So ring that victory bell.