Kapitano - Half a Stone
You can't see the future in a ball of glass
You can't run your life with a map of the stars
You can't fight a war with half a stone
And you can't describe the unknown
You can't force a stranger to be your best friend
You can't blame fate for a senseless godsend
You can't bend spoons with the power of your mind
And can't go back to the childhood you never left behind
Watch the screen turn red to blue
When did I get over you?
Hear the noise turn red to blue
When do I get over you?
You can't use words to express how you feel
You can't use a prejudice to tell you what's real
You can't expect to hear truth on the radio
Or make a revolution on your own
You can't talk with the dead by knocking on a table
You can't learn about the world by hooking up to cable
You can't use reason to defeat superstition
And can't trust a talking head in a suit on television
Watch the screen turn red to blue
When did I get over you?
Hear the noise turn blue to red
When can I see you again?
Watch the screen turn red to blue
Should I look for someone new?
hear the noise turn blue to red
who else can I chose instead?
See the world turn red to blue
Wishing that I never knew
Wishing that we'd never met
Wishing i could...could forget
Half a Stone
- Kapitano
- Push Comes to Shove
- Posts: 369
- Joined: Sun Sep 26, 2004 11:59 am
- Recording Method: Reason, Reaper and Reused Reality.
- Submitting as: Kapitano
Half a Stone
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- Ice Cream Man
- Posts: 1972
- Joined: Sat Sep 25, 2004 12:26 pm
- Instruments: Vocals, Bass, Guitar, Saxophone, Flute, Keyboard, Violin, Other Stuff
- Recording Method: Logic, UAD Apollo Twin, aging iMac
- Submitting as: frankie big face
- Location: Lancaster, PA
- Contact:
half a stone - frankie big face
half a stone - frankie big face
the diet worked like a charm
first lend an ear, then an arm
she had no intention of giving in til she was gone
she gave her heart she gave her hands
assumed the shape of an ampersand
she was on her way this would work out better than she planned
giving herself away
half a stone
half a stone a day
whither herself away
'til skin and bone
skin and bone remain
she lost her mind she lost her hair
replaced her lungs with bags of air
when she was through, you could hardly tell she had been there
giving herself away
half a stone
half a stone a day
whither herself away
'til skin and bone
skin and bone remain
more gone than here, less than alone
a whistle in the wind, an overtone
she was lost, she was nowhere, she never existed, she was home
the diet worked like a charm
first lend an ear, then an arm
she had no intention of giving in til she was gone
she gave her heart she gave her hands
assumed the shape of an ampersand
she was on her way this would work out better than she planned
giving herself away
half a stone
half a stone a day
whither herself away
'til skin and bone
skin and bone remain
she lost her mind she lost her hair
replaced her lungs with bags of air
when she was through, you could hardly tell she had been there
giving herself away
half a stone
half a stone a day
whither herself away
'til skin and bone
skin and bone remain
more gone than here, less than alone
a whistle in the wind, an overtone
she was lost, she was nowhere, she never existed, she was home
- Caravan Ray
- bono
- Posts: 8658
- Joined: Sat Sep 25, 2004 1:51 pm
- Instruments: Penis
- Recording Method: Garageband
- Submitting as: Caravan Ray,G.O.R.T.E.C,Lyricburglar,The Thugs from the Scallop Industry
- Location: Toowoomba, Queensland
- Contact:
Half a Stone(r)
caravan ray
You’re an enigma baby I can’t figure you out
You’re sowing my mind with seeds of doubt
You reel me in and then you cut me out
You’ve got a split personality I can tell
You bring me heaven and you bring me hell
You come to buy but you end up trying to sell
You’re half a stoner and you’re half a straight
You’re half a sinner and you’re half a saint
You’re halfway home and halfway around the bend
I don’t know if you’re coming or going
But I want you to come again
You’re a fast car baby, but you’re taking it slow
You keep it all hidden then you put it on show
You’re mouth say’s “stop”, but your body says “go, go, go”
This dichotomy is getting me down
I don’t want your yin yanking me around
Your heads in the air and your feet down on the ground
You’re half a stoner and you’re half a straight
You’re half a sinner and you’re half a saint
You’re halfway home and halfway around the bend
I don’t know if you’re coming or going
But I want you to come again
caravan ray
You’re an enigma baby I can’t figure you out
You’re sowing my mind with seeds of doubt
You reel me in and then you cut me out
You’ve got a split personality I can tell
You bring me heaven and you bring me hell
You come to buy but you end up trying to sell
You’re half a stoner and you’re half a straight
You’re half a sinner and you’re half a saint
You’re halfway home and halfway around the bend
I don’t know if you’re coming or going
But I want you to come again
You’re a fast car baby, but you’re taking it slow
You keep it all hidden then you put it on show
You’re mouth say’s “stop”, but your body says “go, go, go”
This dichotomy is getting me down
I don’t want your yin yanking me around
Your heads in the air and your feet down on the ground
You’re half a stoner and you’re half a straight
You’re half a sinner and you’re half a saint
You’re halfway home and halfway around the bend
I don’t know if you’re coming or going
But I want you to come again
Half a Stone
Ron AmoriM
As dawn falls on
The field of bone
Where restful dead
Have made their home
You'll find a spot, a plot
Forgotten and alone
Where no one mows
'Cause nothing grows
No flower bed
Lily or rose
A grave is set and left
With only half a stone
Where, but buried by time?
Who could deny your past?
And when? No clue to a fate
Just part of a date--your last
As sun climbs hours
And time allows
You'll trace its face
And wonder how
A shrine like this can split
And still give some release
The man who rounds
The graveyard grounds
All broken by
Your curious sounds
With tragic eyes, he'll cry
"Give that ghost some peace"
What were you in your life?
A miser? A wife? Just a child?
Why were you put away?
Delivered, divorced, and defiled?
As night rolls on
The field of bone
Some think of life and
Think of home
And those I've shown, well
They say they're not alone
But who can really know
If someday they'll own
Only half a stone?
Ron AmoriM
As dawn falls on
The field of bone
Where restful dead
Have made their home
You'll find a spot, a plot
Forgotten and alone
Where no one mows
'Cause nothing grows
No flower bed
Lily or rose
A grave is set and left
With only half a stone
Where, but buried by time?
Who could deny your past?
And when? No clue to a fate
Just part of a date--your last
As sun climbs hours
And time allows
You'll trace its face
And wonder how
A shrine like this can split
And still give some release
The man who rounds
The graveyard grounds
All broken by
Your curious sounds
With tragic eyes, he'll cry
"Give that ghost some peace"
What were you in your life?
A miser? A wife? Just a child?
Why were you put away?
Delivered, divorced, and defiled?
As night rolls on
The field of bone
Some think of life and
Think of home
And those I've shown, well
They say they're not alone
But who can really know
If someday they'll own
Only half a stone?
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- Mean Street
- Posts: 717
- Joined: Sat Sep 25, 2004 3:09 pm
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- Somebody Get Me A Doctor
- Posts: 180
- Joined: Thu Oct 14, 2004 3:45 pm
- Location: London, UK
- Contact:
Half a Stone - Bell Green
Half a Stone - Bell Green
Verse 1
I've saved up all my money now it's time to hit the road
gonna see my friend in Denver and lose this heavy load
got to keep on moving 'cos this road it is my life
my witness is the empty sky, this road it is my life
Verse 2
my friend was full of promises, I can trust in him no more
to see the world together was an oath that we both swore
but now we've parted company I can't forget his words
if we're human cattle grazing then i'd rather be a bird
Chorus
I will drive you all the way to Mexico City
We will find lots of girls and they're gonna be so pretty
We will make this place our home, our home from home
We're gonna leave no stone unturned, not even half a stone
Verse 1
I've saved up all my money now it's time to hit the road
gonna see my friend in Denver and lose this heavy load
got to keep on moving 'cos this road it is my life
my witness is the empty sky, this road it is my life
Verse 2
my friend was full of promises, I can trust in him no more
to see the world together was an oath that we both swore
but now we've parted company I can't forget his words
if we're human cattle grazing then i'd rather be a bird
Chorus
I will drive you all the way to Mexico City
We will find lots of girls and they're gonna be so pretty
We will make this place our home, our home from home
We're gonna leave no stone unturned, not even half a stone
so . . . when was the last time you backed up?
I got half a stone glued to the top of my cartridge
Now i got people who try to hate on me, a hater
Ive been magically turned into a player
im the guy that brings the commotion on
i flip the middle finger put some lotion on
i talk to these hoes n they clothes come off
thumb between my fingers and they nose come off
i want 15 minutes of fame nah 20 atleast
i want a video with hot girls at the beach
i wanna claim the game other rappers deceased
i want my words a blur n a slur in my speech
I got half a stone glued to the top of my cartridge
Needle hanging half outta my cartlige
My Penis is bigger than yours
Thick and slender, what i like in the oppisite gender
I'll love you long and tender cuz ima repeat offender
Pigpen, hes full of it, speaks in third-person
His rhymes are bullshit, every other word's cursin
what you gonna do when i fuck your wife
you gonna kill me? please your so trife
i carry a gun nah really a knife
nah really i get down and pray for my life
I got half a stone glued to the top of my cartridge
Needle hanging half outta my cartlige
So if i scratch you itch i sk-skip you jump
Poof! Let the hate be gone
Gimme a chance and you'll love me just like yo mom
i wanna say 'off the heezy'
n talk weezy on mtv-zy
i want all the girls to believe me
when i say im super rich and live life easy
i want a platnium chain full of ice
a mansion with ranches would be nice
a fast fancy car with a massive price
And uh..yeah that'll suffice No wait
N i aint gonna fight yall ima punk
Cuz after i fucked ya girls my balls shrunk
I got half a stone glued to the top of my cartridge
Needle hanging half outta my cartlige
So if i scratch you itch i sk-skip you jump
Leap frog back to the front
Now i got people who try to hate on me, a hater
Ive been magically turned into a player
im the guy that brings the commotion on
i flip the middle finger put some lotion on
i talk to these hoes n they clothes come off
thumb between my fingers and they nose come off
i want 15 minutes of fame nah 20 atleast
i want a video with hot girls at the beach
i wanna claim the game other rappers deceased
i want my words a blur n a slur in my speech
I got half a stone glued to the top of my cartridge
Needle hanging half outta my cartlige
My Penis is bigger than yours
Thick and slender, what i like in the oppisite gender
I'll love you long and tender cuz ima repeat offender
Pigpen, hes full of it, speaks in third-person
His rhymes are bullshit, every other word's cursin
what you gonna do when i fuck your wife
you gonna kill me? please your so trife
i carry a gun nah really a knife
nah really i get down and pray for my life
I got half a stone glued to the top of my cartridge
Needle hanging half outta my cartlige
So if i scratch you itch i sk-skip you jump
Poof! Let the hate be gone
Gimme a chance and you'll love me just like yo mom
i wanna say 'off the heezy'
n talk weezy on mtv-zy
i want all the girls to believe me
when i say im super rich and live life easy
i want a platnium chain full of ice
a mansion with ranches would be nice
a fast fancy car with a massive price
And uh..yeah that'll suffice No wait
N i aint gonna fight yall ima punk
Cuz after i fucked ya girls my balls shrunk
I got half a stone glued to the top of my cartridge
Needle hanging half outta my cartlige
So if i scratch you itch i sk-skip you jump
Leap frog back to the front
- Andy Balham
- Push Comes to Shove
- Posts: 265
- Joined: Mon Sep 27, 2004 2:18 pm
- Instruments: Guitar, bass, ukulele and drums
- Recording Method: Reaper, Guitar Rig LE, Edirol FA-66
- Submitting as: Andy Balham, Bobby Davros, The Masters of Grip, MC Heapey
- Location: Somewheresville, Englandshire
- Contact:
Half A Stone by The Masters of Grip
Verse 1
My how you’ve grown
And not just be half a stone
When I last saw you, you were nothing more
Than just skin and bone
Verse 2
Just a slip of a lass
But look how the time has passed
Have you been eating for England or something
Cos that’s one hell of an ass
Chorus
Don’t you moan ‘bout losing half a stone
Cos it’s make no difference on you
And a little less size is one compromise
That I’m not willing to do
Verse
Dieticians despise me
But come on honey super-size me
Get some extra fries on those lovely thighs
You know how it excites me
Chorus
Outro
You’re just the size for me
You’re just the size for me
Like Elvis on the lavatory/Let’s have pies for tea/Super size for me etc…
Verse 1
My how you’ve grown
And not just be half a stone
When I last saw you, you were nothing more
Than just skin and bone
Verse 2
Just a slip of a lass
But look how the time has passed
Have you been eating for England or something
Cos that’s one hell of an ass
Chorus
Don’t you moan ‘bout losing half a stone
Cos it’s make no difference on you
And a little less size is one compromise
That I’m not willing to do
Verse
Dieticians despise me
But come on honey super-size me
Get some extra fries on those lovely thighs
You know how it excites me
Chorus
Outro
You’re just the size for me
You’re just the size for me
Like Elvis on the lavatory/Let’s have pies for tea/Super size for me etc…
"Some may say I couldn't sing, but none may say I didn't sing" - Florence Foster Jenkins