His Last Few Days
by
The NATIONAL FRONTBOTTOM
Billy is a cunt
I always said he was a cunt
And my mate Dave agrees with me, he thinks that he's a cunt too
So we went to the pub
And had a couple of beers
And talked about that fucking cunt and worked out what we're gonna do
We will follow him around all day like we're Sherlock fucking Holmes
And we will find out where he goes and who he sees and what he says
And we will take fucking notes and shit, and be all professional
And when we find out what he's up to we will smash his fucking head
On Monday he had a fucking haircut
On Tuesday he bought some fucking shoes
Wednesday he sat on his arse all day playing video games so we went to his house that afternoon and kicked his fucking head in
Kicked his fucking head in
"Hello Billy, how are you , remember me? Fucking 'cause you do. Here's my mate Dave You don't know him, but he think's you're a cunt.
Which brings us to just why we're here you spilt my beer last night you cunt. That is no way to treat a chap, so we're going to give you a little slap..."
(sounds of physical violence)
On Monday he had a fucking haircut
On Tuesday he bought some fucking shoes
Wednesday he sat on his arse all day playing video games so we went to his house that afternoon and kicked his fucking head in
Kicked his fucking head in
Now Billy is dead
And I'm in gaol
And a bloke called Bob fucks my arse all day
It's a win-win fucking situation
Who is the cunt that said crime doesn't pay?
His Last Few Days
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NATIONAL FRONTBOTTOM
- A New Player
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Billy's Little Trip
- Odie
- Posts: 12090
- Joined: Mon Nov 13, 2006 2:56 pm
- Instruments: Guitar, Bass, Vocals, Drums, Skin Flute
- Recording Method: analog to digital via Presonus FireBox, Cubase and a porn machine
- Submitting as: Billy's Little Trip, Billy and the Psychotics
- Location: Cali fucking ornia
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Paco Del Stinko
- Roosevelt
- Posts: 3548
- Joined: Fri Apr 07, 2006 11:20 am
- Instruments: Basic rock, at a basic level.
- Recording Method: Roland 2480
- Submitting as: Paco del Stinko
- Location: Massachusetts. God save the Commonwealth!
Re: His Last Few Days
His Last Few Days - Paco del Stinko
So much could happen, oh but it wouldn't
He tried some laughing, it's just he couldn't
He ordered pizza, imported snails
He cried eureka, he tried and failed
Tick tock tick tock tickety tick (tick tock)
The days count down, clickety click
He's just like you, a bit like me
So much is true, he'll quit - you'll see
He wrote a list, he made some calls
You know he's pissed, they'll braize his balls
Tick tock tick tock tickety tick (tick tock)
The days count down, lickety split
The sun heats the smog, in your land of stars
Disrupting all of your thoughts, you don't know where you are
Can't take back what you said, and you can't double up
Too late to check your head, too little to act so tough
He sits and counts, the seconds pass
The tensions mount, they add up fast
He hears the footsteps, come down the row
Heart pounding in his chest, for the final show
Tick tock tick tock tickety tick (tick tock)
The days count down, clickety click
So much could happen, oh but it wouldn't
He tried some laughing, it's just he couldn't
He ordered pizza, imported snails
He cried eureka, he tried and failed
Tick tock tick tock tickety tick (tick tock)
The days count down, clickety click
He's just like you, a bit like me
So much is true, he'll quit - you'll see
He wrote a list, he made some calls
You know he's pissed, they'll braize his balls
Tick tock tick tock tickety tick (tick tock)
The days count down, lickety split
The sun heats the smog, in your land of stars
Disrupting all of your thoughts, you don't know where you are
Can't take back what you said, and you can't double up
Too late to check your head, too little to act so tough
He sits and counts, the seconds pass
The tensions mount, they add up fast
He hears the footsteps, come down the row
Heart pounding in his chest, for the final show
Tick tock tick tock tickety tick (tick tock)
The days count down, clickety click
Bringin' the stink since 2006.
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AnomalyJ
- A New Player
- Posts: 22
- Joined: Fri Aug 26, 2011 5:05 pm
- Instruments: My Mind
- Recording Method: Cubase, a mic and a good mood swing
- Submitting as: Anomaly Jonez
- Location: Los Angeles, CA
Re: His Last Few Days
His Last Few Days
He's spending his last few days Promising me the moon and the stars above, what waste of love
He's living his last few days Staring into my eyes, what a master, spinning webs of vicious lies
He's spending his last few days Trying to turn this empty house into home, and it's chilling me to the bone.
He's living his last few days Walking a thin line, guitly of every crime, no idea that soon he'll be left behind.
And he don't know
No he don't know, that it's over
He's spending his last few days Trying to cross bridges that he burned, little late lessons been learned
He's living his last few days Not wanted dead or alive, he has no idea his living is run dry.
He's living his last few days Laying hold of my bed, forgive the homicidal thoughts that swim in my head
He's living his last few days Too strong to admit he was wrong, never mind, soon I'll be long gone
And he don't know
No he don't know, that it's over
He's spending his last few days ooohh and he's one smooth cat, promising me this and promising me that.
He's living his last few days livng like a king on throne, but soon he gonna be dethroned
He's spending his last few days
He's living, these are his last??? These are his last few days
And he don't know...;p
He's spending his last few days Promising me the moon and the stars above, what waste of love
He's living his last few days Staring into my eyes, what a master, spinning webs of vicious lies
He's spending his last few days Trying to turn this empty house into home, and it's chilling me to the bone.
He's living his last few days Walking a thin line, guitly of every crime, no idea that soon he'll be left behind.
And he don't know
No he don't know, that it's over
He's spending his last few days Trying to cross bridges that he burned, little late lessons been learned
He's living his last few days Not wanted dead or alive, he has no idea his living is run dry.
He's living his last few days Laying hold of my bed, forgive the homicidal thoughts that swim in my head
He's living his last few days Too strong to admit he was wrong, never mind, soon I'll be long gone
And he don't know
No he don't know, that it's over
He's spending his last few days ooohh and he's one smooth cat, promising me this and promising me that.
He's living his last few days livng like a king on throne, but soon he gonna be dethroned
He's spending his last few days
He's living, these are his last??? These are his last few days
And he don't know...;p
Re: His Last Few Days
His Last Few Days
by SYNFONYC
Did you hear about Johnny died with a smile on his face
May have been untimely but at least it wasn't a waste
Johnny's life had changed when the doc said what he had to say
Didn't give him long, at most just a few days
Walking out the office Johnny began to think
Finally a chance for him to do anything
Standing on the corner thinking of the hell he'll raise
Planning every detail of his last few days
he's gonna do it all everything he ever wanted to
and no one's gonna stop him until his days are through
But first things first he's gonna need himself some cash
So he drove down to the bank withdrew all that he had
It sure wasn't a lot but it was more than enough
He's not looking to buy the world he just looking to have fun
Driving in his car thinking of the hell he'll raise
Planning every detail of his last few days
Ae's gonna do it all everything he ever wanted to
And no one's gonna stop him until his days are through
Parking his car at the place where he works
He Walked up to the boss and called him a jerk
His coworkers were shocked and began to shout
As Johnny wound his arm back and punched him out
Walking out the store thinking of the hell he'll raise
Planning every detail of his last few days
He's gonna do it all everything he ever wanted to
And no one's gonna stop him until his days are through
Racing down the highway thoughts racing in his mind
excited by the chance of what he will find
His head in the clouds and his foot made of lead
Guess he never saw that the light had changed to red
(Crash)
(RING RING)
Hey you reached Johnny Allan, I'm not around so leave a message and i'll call you back as soon as I can, thanks. Bye
Mr. Allan this is Dr. Jacobs just wanted to let you know that one of my asssistants made a mistake with your paperwork. Fortunatly you are fine your check-up showed nothing abnormal, so I apoligize for any undue stress or worry that you may have undergone, but please if you have any questions just give me a call.
by SYNFONYC
Did you hear about Johnny died with a smile on his face
May have been untimely but at least it wasn't a waste
Johnny's life had changed when the doc said what he had to say
Didn't give him long, at most just a few days
Walking out the office Johnny began to think
Finally a chance for him to do anything
Standing on the corner thinking of the hell he'll raise
Planning every detail of his last few days
he's gonna do it all everything he ever wanted to
and no one's gonna stop him until his days are through
But first things first he's gonna need himself some cash
So he drove down to the bank withdrew all that he had
It sure wasn't a lot but it was more than enough
He's not looking to buy the world he just looking to have fun
Driving in his car thinking of the hell he'll raise
Planning every detail of his last few days
Ae's gonna do it all everything he ever wanted to
And no one's gonna stop him until his days are through
Parking his car at the place where he works
He Walked up to the boss and called him a jerk
His coworkers were shocked and began to shout
As Johnny wound his arm back and punched him out
Walking out the store thinking of the hell he'll raise
Planning every detail of his last few days
He's gonna do it all everything he ever wanted to
And no one's gonna stop him until his days are through
Racing down the highway thoughts racing in his mind
excited by the chance of what he will find
His head in the clouds and his foot made of lead
Guess he never saw that the light had changed to red
(Crash)
(RING RING)
Hey you reached Johnny Allan, I'm not around so leave a message and i'll call you back as soon as I can, thanks. Bye
Mr. Allan this is Dr. Jacobs just wanted to let you know that one of my asssistants made a mistake with your paperwork. Fortunatly you are fine your check-up showed nothing abnormal, so I apoligize for any undue stress or worry that you may have undergone, but please if you have any questions just give me a call.
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deetak
- Karski
- Posts: 87
- Joined: Thu Jan 01, 2009 2:33 pm
- Submitting as: deetak
- Location: Michigan
- Contact:
Re: His Last Few Days
Your mistakes
No surprise
Always knew you'd try it on your own
Breaking free
So it seemed
Did you change things, oh, did you change at all?
Won't you learn? I won't call you from the ground
When I'm gone you'll laugh about these last few days
When it falls
There you grin
Like it's all a matter of the will
Did you see
Victory?
Dreams are something you can do without
Won't you learn? I won't call you from the ground
When I'm gone you'll laugh about these last few days
In the light
Close your eyes
Visions come of what you left behind
What escapes
Should have changed
And what's left of you no longer minds
Won't you learn? I won't call you from the ground
When I'm gone you'll laugh about these last few days
No surprise
Always knew you'd try it on your own
Breaking free
So it seemed
Did you change things, oh, did you change at all?
Won't you learn? I won't call you from the ground
When I'm gone you'll laugh about these last few days
When it falls
There you grin
Like it's all a matter of the will
Did you see
Victory?
Dreams are something you can do without
Won't you learn? I won't call you from the ground
When I'm gone you'll laugh about these last few days
In the light
Close your eyes
Visions come of what you left behind
What escapes
Should have changed
And what's left of you no longer minds
Won't you learn? I won't call you from the ground
When I'm gone you'll laugh about these last few days
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BBABM
- Goldman
- Posts: 666
- Joined: Sun Aug 15, 2010 11:34 pm
- Instruments: Guitar, Voice, drums
- Recording Method: Session, fruity loops
- Submitting as: Bad Boys at Bat Mitzvahs, Fitzroy
- Location: Charlottesville, Va
Re: His Last Few Days
His last few days
Bad boys at bat mitzvah
These last few days
Have been a whirl
I am barely breathing
Just to watch the world unfurl
And not deminished slightly
By the fact that I'm to leave
On a vessel through the stars
Like a ship across the sea
And if I could take you with me
Know I would, for this I greive
Is a charge of great importance
Perhaps with no return for me
So now run home to mother
And when you look at the stars
Think of this, and think of me
Remember where we are
On my last few days
Well these past few days
What can't go wrong
Well I am barely breathing
Because almost all the oxygen's gone
And not deminished slightly
By the fact it's been days more
Since the radio's had a signal
And the radar's shown a star
And if I could have you here with me
I would, for this I grieve
May be the last few minutes
That are ever left for me
And yet you are home with mother
And at night when your alone
You'll think of me, and you'll believe
That I'll be coming home
On my last few days
Bad boys at bat mitzvah
These last few days
Have been a whirl
I am barely breathing
Just to watch the world unfurl
And not deminished slightly
By the fact that I'm to leave
On a vessel through the stars
Like a ship across the sea
And if I could take you with me
Know I would, for this I greive
Is a charge of great importance
Perhaps with no return for me
So now run home to mother
And when you look at the stars
Think of this, and think of me
Remember where we are
On my last few days
Well these past few days
What can't go wrong
Well I am barely breathing
Because almost all the oxygen's gone
And not deminished slightly
By the fact it's been days more
Since the radio's had a signal
And the radar's shown a star
And if I could have you here with me
I would, for this I grieve
May be the last few minutes
That are ever left for me
And yet you are home with mother
And at night when your alone
You'll think of me, and you'll believe
That I'll be coming home
On my last few days
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bubblepipemedia
- Karski
- Posts: 30
- Joined: Wed Aug 10, 2011 7:25 am
- Instruments: Voice, some piano and keydrumming, and if I'm brave, guitar and bass.
- Recording Method: Logic 8
- Submitting as: Bubble Pipe Media
- Location: New York City
- Contact:
Re: His Last Few Days
Lyrics by Riki D and Bubble Pipe Media
verse
This is Tom to everyone
Can you see what I have done?
Can you see me flying high?
Planet Earth I'm saying gloodbye.
chorus
No room for curiosity
No room for me to dream.
No place for flying free.
Save me, escape velocity.
Over the moon, I'm coming soon.
No more zero G waiting rooms.
Through the noise of fact machines.
On earth no one can hear you.
verse
All the answers to your questions are out there.
All our progress wasn't made by "life's unfair".
giant leaps my last few days
the unknown is meant to be embraced
the party's up here at my place
chorus
No time for you to even care.
No one's holding you back cuz you're not
There in practice, nor in theory.
Hurry please I want you near me.
These are the last few words you'll be hearing.
switching from skylines to vacuum scenery
Through the noise of fact machines.
On earth no one can hear you.
*instrumental/hum*
chorus
you can float on weightlessly
you can stare into infinity
you can travel across the stars
making your galaxy charts
reclaim your headspace from your fears
take my word for it dears
through the noise of fact machines
on earth no one can hear you
speak to me
verse
This is Tom to everyone
Can you see what I have done?
Can you see me flying high?
Planet Earth I'm saying gloodbye.
chorus
No room for curiosity
No room for me to dream.
No place for flying free.
Save me, escape velocity.
Over the moon, I'm coming soon.
No more zero G waiting rooms.
Through the noise of fact machines.
On earth no one can hear you.
verse
All the answers to your questions are out there.
All our progress wasn't made by "life's unfair".
giant leaps my last few days
the unknown is meant to be embraced
the party's up here at my place
chorus
No time for you to even care.
No one's holding you back cuz you're not
There in practice, nor in theory.
Hurry please I want you near me.
These are the last few words you'll be hearing.
switching from skylines to vacuum scenery
Through the noise of fact machines.
On earth no one can hear you.
*instrumental/hum*
chorus
you can float on weightlessly
you can stare into infinity
you can travel across the stars
making your galaxy charts
reclaim your headspace from your fears
take my word for it dears
through the noise of fact machines
on earth no one can hear you
speak to me
[shameless self-promotion] For more tunes, check out my soundcloud page http://snd.sc/pdDBe6 [/shameless self-promotion]
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Paco Del Stinko
- Roosevelt
- Posts: 3548
- Joined: Fri Apr 07, 2006 11:20 am
- Instruments: Basic rock, at a basic level.
- Recording Method: Roland 2480
- Submitting as: Paco del Stinko
- Location: Massachusetts. God save the Commonwealth!
Re: His Last Few Days
Odoriferous Valley - His Last Few Days
Glennny, Paco del Stinko and special guest Ken on drums
He didn't know it was so close
He had the whimsy of a child
And when confronted with a choice
He'd take his chances being wild
He was so full of sadness - Until he changed his mundane ways
Right on the brink of madness - Up until his last few days
He sold off all the things he owned
And then he bought an old Rolls Royce
He headed straight out for the strip
To get some girls and make some noise
He was so full of sadness - Until he changed his mundane ways
Right on the brink of madness - Up until his last few days
Let the party start - No matter who you are
Get in the car and take a ride with me
We live for today - our lives still slip away
But least we'll have some cool photographs
And fleeting memories of when we laughed
He was so full of sadness - Until he changed his mundane ways
Right on the brink of madness - Up until his last few days
All my friends are gone - I must embrace the dawn
I'm very tired and it's time to sleep
Me and my crazy gang - We went out with a bang
With a whimper I close my eyes
I thought it would be simple to say godbye
Glennny, Paco del Stinko and special guest Ken on drums
He didn't know it was so close
He had the whimsy of a child
And when confronted with a choice
He'd take his chances being wild
He was so full of sadness - Until he changed his mundane ways
Right on the brink of madness - Up until his last few days
He sold off all the things he owned
And then he bought an old Rolls Royce
He headed straight out for the strip
To get some girls and make some noise
He was so full of sadness - Until he changed his mundane ways
Right on the brink of madness - Up until his last few days
Let the party start - No matter who you are
Get in the car and take a ride with me
We live for today - our lives still slip away
But least we'll have some cool photographs
And fleeting memories of when we laughed
He was so full of sadness - Until he changed his mundane ways
Right on the brink of madness - Up until his last few days
All my friends are gone - I must embrace the dawn
I'm very tired and it's time to sleep
Me and my crazy gang - We went out with a bang
With a whimper I close my eyes
I thought it would be simple to say godbye
Bringin' the stink since 2006.
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Billy's Little Trip
- Odie
- Posts: 12090
- Joined: Mon Nov 13, 2006 2:56 pm
- Instruments: Guitar, Bass, Vocals, Drums, Skin Flute
- Recording Method: analog to digital via Presonus FireBox, Cubase and a porn machine
- Submitting as: Billy's Little Trip, Billy and the Psychotics
- Location: Cali fucking ornia
Re: His Last Few Days
His Last Few Days
by billy and the psychotics
I take a deep breath
It's time to take
what i've come to get. vindication,
to break this habit
don't you wanna know?
throw down your hand.
come sit in on my last stand
tell me what do you see
do you disagree?
you make suggestions
to make connection with me
and pick apart, fix my broken heart
well i'll tell you how to do it
how you'll get me through it
CH/ just make it easy!
we won't be sorry
you've got a fast car
i'll give you sweet things
just come and take me away from this place
give me my getaway
and i'll take his last few days
he'll bargain, he'll plead
this won't be clean
he'll negotiate and try to tie me
to a situation, more - and more or less i'll give into i guess
but at the end ... we're just friends!
CH/ please make it easy
you won't be sorry
i need a fast car…
i'll tell you what i'll trade
for you to take me
away from this place
i'll give you sweet things
if you give me his last few days
BR
you wonder why… this fucker has to die
he says just what he wants
he calls the shots
i sigh so sweetly
well i'm done
behaving and believing
….no shit i'm angry
CH/ just make it easy
we won't be sorry
you've got a fast car
i'll give you sweet things
just come and take me away from this place
promise me
his last few days
by billy and the psychotics
I take a deep breath
It's time to take
what i've come to get. vindication,
to break this habit
don't you wanna know?
throw down your hand.
come sit in on my last stand
tell me what do you see
do you disagree?
you make suggestions
to make connection with me
and pick apart, fix my broken heart
well i'll tell you how to do it
how you'll get me through it
CH/ just make it easy!
we won't be sorry
you've got a fast car
i'll give you sweet things
just come and take me away from this place
give me my getaway
and i'll take his last few days
he'll bargain, he'll plead
this won't be clean
he'll negotiate and try to tie me
to a situation, more - and more or less i'll give into i guess
but at the end ... we're just friends!
CH/ please make it easy
you won't be sorry
i need a fast car…
i'll tell you what i'll trade
for you to take me
away from this place
i'll give you sweet things
if you give me his last few days
BR
you wonder why… this fucker has to die
he says just what he wants
he calls the shots
i sigh so sweetly
well i'm done
behaving and believing
….no shit i'm angry
CH/ just make it easy
we won't be sorry
you've got a fast car
i'll give you sweet things
just come and take me away from this place
promise me
his last few days
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Who_Izzy
- de Gaulle
- Posts: 133
- Joined: Mon Jul 05, 2010 3:25 pm
- Instruments: Vocals, loop pedal
- Recording Method: Mixcraft 4.5
- Submitting as: MC Who Izzy
Re: His Last Few Days
His Last Few Days-MC Who Izzy
they say his last few day
were filled with hard times
but that didn't keep him
from keeping on bustin rhymes
and even to the final hour
he kept at it
his mood never sour
and he never held a glower
only a flower
and if you could hear his words
from his last days and last hours
you would know where his heart was
and where he is now.
still bustin rhymes up in the clouds
and with his last few days
he only spoke praise
praise for his father
by whome the earth was made
and this is when he came to realize
all of his faults
and hoped that in his efforts
his soul should not be lost
to the void of fire for eternity
this would do no good for me
or anyone else he thought
and he thought he'd rather stay
though didn't demand anything
cause that's no way
to leave this world, begging
and pleading
a life is short a life is fleeting
and don't you see
this is me
this is you
in all we do
we don't want it to end
we all fear change
though the degree of the fear
is measured in range
but you'll not short of your own dreams
if you keep at 'em that's where you'll find
the meaning
the meaning of life
is how you live
learn to love
love to give
giving brings hope
hope brings love
this enless circle leads to the above
I'll leave you with the golden rule
do to others as you'd have done to you
they say his last few day
were filled with hard times
but that didn't keep him
from keeping on bustin rhymes
and even to the final hour
he kept at it
his mood never sour
and he never held a glower
only a flower
and if you could hear his words
from his last days and last hours
you would know where his heart was
and where he is now.
still bustin rhymes up in the clouds
and with his last few days
he only spoke praise
praise for his father
by whome the earth was made
and this is when he came to realize
all of his faults
and hoped that in his efforts
his soul should not be lost
to the void of fire for eternity
this would do no good for me
or anyone else he thought
and he thought he'd rather stay
though didn't demand anything
cause that's no way
to leave this world, begging
and pleading
a life is short a life is fleeting
and don't you see
this is me
this is you
in all we do
we don't want it to end
we all fear change
though the degree of the fear
is measured in range
but you'll not short of your own dreams
if you keep at 'em that's where you'll find
the meaning
the meaning of life
is how you live
learn to love
love to give
giving brings hope
hope brings love
this enless circle leads to the above
I'll leave you with the golden rule
do to others as you'd have done to you
"I just play music that feels good so that when I listen to it, I feel good" ~BLT 2011
"No-I'm not sure. But I meant to. I'm voting for it now." ~Caravan Ray 2011
"No-I'm not sure. But I meant to. I'm voting for it now." ~Caravan Ray 2011
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bgm
- de Gaulle
- Posts: 153
- Joined: Sun Oct 24, 2010 6:40 pm
- Instruments: guitars, vocals, some drums, some keys, various shaky things
- Recording Method: Logic
- Submitting as: bgm, 73 Keep It Beautiful, From A Basement
- Pronouns: he/him
- Location: Toronto
- Contact:
Re: His Last Few Days
His Last Few Days
by bgm
At the start his dreams were killed
Each day his hopes went unfulfilled
Long, hurtful years of ache and grief
The crying nights with no relief
With each and every painful move
He'd hoped someday things might improve
And longed for just one happy day
But it was not to be that way
It seemed his life was one long curse
The very end was even worse
Excruciating pain since birth
His las few days were hell on earth
He swore that he would not complain
And all throughout the screaming pain
He followed rules down to the letter
Things never got the least bit better
It seemed his life was one long curse
The very end was even worse
Excruciating pain since birth
His las few days were hell on earth
by bgm
At the start his dreams were killed
Each day his hopes went unfulfilled
Long, hurtful years of ache and grief
The crying nights with no relief
With each and every painful move
He'd hoped someday things might improve
And longed for just one happy day
But it was not to be that way
It seemed his life was one long curse
The very end was even worse
Excruciating pain since birth
His las few days were hell on earth
He swore that he would not complain
And all throughout the screaming pain
He followed rules down to the letter
Things never got the least bit better
It seemed his life was one long curse
The very end was even worse
Excruciating pain since birth
His las few days were hell on earth
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KingGinger
- A New Player
- Posts: 12
- Joined: Fri Aug 26, 2011 7:57 pm
- Instruments: Drums, Guitar, Synth
- Recording Method: FL Studio 10, Cubase
- Submitting as: King Ginger
- Location: Santa Rosa, CA
- Contact:
Re: His Last Few Days
The nuclear waste creates a new face as the earth shatters and falls
I see the sun bellowing towards the world and theres no one to see me crawl
Looking at the places where they all used to laugh and taunt
now there’s no one here and I can do what I want
I’m running through the streets just yelling my name
Naked and relieved that I lived another day
Just to see em all dead now I’m better than them
I told them they should’ve locked themselves in the den
Now I laugh and relax as I sip on a cola
Brain filled with radioactive waste I should be in a coma
But I laugh cuz it’s funny or maybe it’s because I’m getting dumber
As the world turns lights itself on fire and I’m riding the summer
It’s kind of a bummer to see it go but the last few days are key
To do what I please as I rot from this disease
Chasing the dream as I catch up on a couple books I forgot to read
Laughing louder than I normally do cuz there’s no one to laugh with me
Make up some imaginary friends like I had when I was a kid
til I killed them all off with these false promises
of a future now it’s clear that theres nobody here
and I can live with no fear there’s no reason for tears
run a muck and suck down on anything I want
doors open or shut I’m having so much fun
no rules to bind my way as I go down the stairs
on a cardboard box… and nobody cares
wait… my hairs falling out of the follicles and my head feels fragmented
the skins burning off my legs and my arms look like black denim
but I gotta keep dancing the last few days on this terrain
as the flesh rips from my body taken out by acid rain
oh this pain I see the light or is that the sight of dynamite
sparks the fright into this blight eye as I wait for the night
cuz the dark is much better than my iridescent white rind
so I sit back and watch myself decay as I wait for my time
It's my last few days. The final countdown.
kingginger.net (goes to facebook)
I see the sun bellowing towards the world and theres no one to see me crawl
Looking at the places where they all used to laugh and taunt
now there’s no one here and I can do what I want
I’m running through the streets just yelling my name
Naked and relieved that I lived another day
Just to see em all dead now I’m better than them
I told them they should’ve locked themselves in the den
Now I laugh and relax as I sip on a cola
Brain filled with radioactive waste I should be in a coma
But I laugh cuz it’s funny or maybe it’s because I’m getting dumber
As the world turns lights itself on fire and I’m riding the summer
It’s kind of a bummer to see it go but the last few days are key
To do what I please as I rot from this disease
Chasing the dream as I catch up on a couple books I forgot to read
Laughing louder than I normally do cuz there’s no one to laugh with me
Make up some imaginary friends like I had when I was a kid
til I killed them all off with these false promises
of a future now it’s clear that theres nobody here
and I can live with no fear there’s no reason for tears
run a muck and suck down on anything I want
doors open or shut I’m having so much fun
no rules to bind my way as I go down the stairs
on a cardboard box… and nobody cares
wait… my hairs falling out of the follicles and my head feels fragmented
the skins burning off my legs and my arms look like black denim
but I gotta keep dancing the last few days on this terrain
as the flesh rips from my body taken out by acid rain
oh this pain I see the light or is that the sight of dynamite
sparks the fright into this blight eye as I wait for the night
cuz the dark is much better than my iridescent white rind
so I sit back and watch myself decay as I wait for my time
It's my last few days. The final countdown.
kingginger.net (goes to facebook)
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king_arthur
- Niemöller
- Posts: 1761
- Joined: Sun Sep 26, 2004 6:56 am
- Instruments: guitar, vocals, bass, BIAB, keyboards (synth anything)
- Recording Method: Tascam DP-24SD
- Submitting as: King Arthur
- Pronouns: he/him
- Location: Phoenix, AZ
- Contact:
Re: His Last Few Days
He went to sleep in Chicago
And he woke up in Houston.
He could swear that it's Tuesday
But there's NASCAR on tv
And that means it's Sunday.
The bass player's sister
She's passed out in the bathroom.
But he's a survivor,
He'll be walking away while the bonfires blaze
Sittin' on the tour bus trying to remember
His last few days.
He tries to talk to the roadies
But they're keeping their distance
They're sayiong, "We tried to warn you
But you wouldn't listen
And in case you've forgotten,
There were crimes against nature,
And though we've paid off the victims,
This is what happens
When the party gets started and the rock 'n' roll plays."
Alone on the bus 'til he says that he's sorry for
His last few days.
They tell him that they didn't have to cancel any shows
They might release a DVD from last night in San Antonio
Every time this happens, well you know the fan club grows!
So now he's makin' a promise
He's gonna try to stay sober
But he's a certified rock star
And the tour won't be over
For two or three months.
If he's coming to your town
You'd better lock up your daughters.
'Cause when he goes off the rails,
About all you can do is stay out of his way.
'Cause this won't be the last time he does what he's done
For his last few days.
And he woke up in Houston.
He could swear that it's Tuesday
But there's NASCAR on tv
And that means it's Sunday.
The bass player's sister
She's passed out in the bathroom.
But he's a survivor,
He'll be walking away while the bonfires blaze
Sittin' on the tour bus trying to remember
His last few days.
He tries to talk to the roadies
But they're keeping their distance
They're sayiong, "We tried to warn you
But you wouldn't listen
And in case you've forgotten,
There were crimes against nature,
And though we've paid off the victims,
This is what happens
When the party gets started and the rock 'n' roll plays."
Alone on the bus 'til he says that he's sorry for
His last few days.
They tell him that they didn't have to cancel any shows
They might release a DVD from last night in San Antonio
Every time this happens, well you know the fan club grows!
So now he's makin' a promise
He's gonna try to stay sober
But he's a certified rock star
And the tour won't be over
For two or three months.
If he's coming to your town
You'd better lock up your daughters.
'Cause when he goes off the rails,
About all you can do is stay out of his way.
'Cause this won't be the last time he does what he's done
For his last few days.
"...one does not write in dactylic hexameter purely by accident..." - poetic designs
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lalabrookie
- de Gaulle
- Posts: 102
- Joined: Sat Feb 12, 2011 8:57 am
- Submitting as: lalabrookie
Re: His Last Few Days
He knows he should be packing
Cause the time is coming soon
But he ust can't bear to put it all away
It seems like he just got here
Now he has to leave again
When he feels like he should be home to stay
Home to stay
Home to stay
He opens up his suitcase
And notes the lack of dust
Wonders if there's something he hasn't tried
But Ohio offers nothing and the army even less
So once again he must prepare to say goodbye
Say goodbye
But he's gonna fly
His last few days at home
Were much like every other day
But he knew that it was just another lie
So he flies into the best
Where we know he'll be the best
When he comes back to us he will be flying
He will fly
No more goodbyes
Fly
Fly
Cause the time is coming soon
But he ust can't bear to put it all away
It seems like he just got here
Now he has to leave again
When he feels like he should be home to stay
Home to stay
Home to stay
He opens up his suitcase
And notes the lack of dust
Wonders if there's something he hasn't tried
But Ohio offers nothing and the army even less
So once again he must prepare to say goodbye
Say goodbye
But he's gonna fly
His last few days at home
Were much like every other day
But he knew that it was just another lie
So he flies into the best
Where we know he'll be the best
When he comes back to us he will be flying
He will fly
No more goodbyes
Fly
Fly
Yea, I lost my groove...I lost my groove all over the place - Kat Criswell
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Ebola-Cide00
- Karski
- Posts: 25
- Joined: Fri Sep 16, 2011 10:47 pm
- Instruments: Vocals
- Recording Method: My mouth and a Cheap portable Tascam
- Submitting as: Ebola-Cide
- Location: Dallas Tx.
Re: His Last Few Days
This is my lyrics for Ebola-Cide, i really dont know much on producing and i really dont have the best sound equiptment so sorry about the quality
this is it a guy named larry
he lives his life but it was all so scary, now
at school he gets picked on and beat up
everydays his tragedy wishin life could speed up
living life with no friends aint the life to live
hideing from the world in his shell held captive
but he tries his best to keep up his grin
but his parents dont know what is locked up within, and
all the botteled hurt is catching up with him
he gets a sinking feeling his pactiants is getting slim, now
all he can think of doing is talk to a friend
but he has no one he feels his life is at an end
so he sits in his room and thinking what to do
thinking of life and if its already through
he dosnt like the hurt and hes tired of the pain
hes got a loaded gun and hes sitting in the pouring rain
thinking day to day man he cant see clear
living a life in nothing, nothing but His fear
maybe one day this will all go away
but feels he wont make it to see another day
he tries to hold on but he feels it fadeing fast
thinking of his family and thinking of the past
he lets go of life and cries as it fades
cause he knows hes on his last few days
now kevin, he works very hard
about 60 hrs punched in his time card
and hes got a family he dosnt need to be away
his 3 young kids are growing every single day
his wife wants him to stay to watch his children grow
but hes got his job and his affair she dosnt know
and 6 months later he starts to feel a little sick
so he goes to the doctors and they give him a prick
they take some blood so they can run a test
and they tell him to go home and get some rest
the next day he calls so he can get the answer
he hears his tragic news, they say he has cancer
the cancer is spreding fast and no cure to give
they say his time is soon, there is not much time to live
he knows to his kids that he was just a silhouette
and what he was doing to his wife, hes gonna go in regret
this is it a guy named larry
he lives his life but it was all so scary, now
at school he gets picked on and beat up
everydays his tragedy wishin life could speed up
living life with no friends aint the life to live
hideing from the world in his shell held captive
but he tries his best to keep up his grin
but his parents dont know what is locked up within, and
all the botteled hurt is catching up with him
he gets a sinking feeling his pactiants is getting slim, now
all he can think of doing is talk to a friend
but he has no one he feels his life is at an end
so he sits in his room and thinking what to do
thinking of life and if its already through
he dosnt like the hurt and hes tired of the pain
hes got a loaded gun and hes sitting in the pouring rain
thinking day to day man he cant see clear
living a life in nothing, nothing but His fear
maybe one day this will all go away
but feels he wont make it to see another day
he tries to hold on but he feels it fadeing fast
thinking of his family and thinking of the past
he lets go of life and cries as it fades
cause he knows hes on his last few days
now kevin, he works very hard
about 60 hrs punched in his time card
and hes got a family he dosnt need to be away
his 3 young kids are growing every single day
his wife wants him to stay to watch his children grow
but hes got his job and his affair she dosnt know
and 6 months later he starts to feel a little sick
so he goes to the doctors and they give him a prick
they take some blood so they can run a test
and they tell him to go home and get some rest
the next day he calls so he can get the answer
he hears his tragic news, they say he has cancer
the cancer is spreding fast and no cure to give
they say his time is soon, there is not much time to live
he knows to his kids that he was just a silhouette
and what he was doing to his wife, hes gonna go in regret
Half the lies I tell are not true!