1000 Words
by WreckdoM
A thousand times I said I loved you,
You said you loved me too.
A thousand tender kisses
That never seemed untrue
Did all those men who held your hand
keep you satisfied?
Were you tryin' to hurt me,
Or were you just passin' time?
Now a beer is worth a thousand words
That I'll never hear you say
Ten beers ago I was feelin' bad
But now I feel okay
I'll santer off when I've had enough
Or they say I have to leave.
A thousand beers will drown the words
That I'll never have to speak.
"Yes darlin', I sort of remember the day you said goodbye. You told me you had found another bunch of men to put pampers on you and treat you right. I cried like a little girlie and went runnin' down the middle of the street screamin' my fool head off, and evetually stopped at the sight of the flashing red white and blue neon in the window of Earl's Tavern. And as I lay my head against the cold wet steel of the public trough in the men's room, I dream that it is your shoulder I rest upon, and that those are your tears fallin' down upon my face. A thousand tears of joy."
Now a beer is worth a thousand words
That I'll never hear you say
Ten beers ago I was feelin' bad
But now I feel okay
I'll santer off when I've had enough
Or they say I have to leave.
A thousand beers will drown the words
That I'll never have to speak.
1000 Words
- Geoff WreckdoM
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1000 Words
"perhaps the most offensive and disturbing image I've ever heard in a song" - Hans Gruber
- thehipcola
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- the idiot king
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1000 words
by the idiot kings
i can see it in your eyes
the reflection of a year that's passed us by
that nostalgic feeling
that a thousand words could never describe
i don't want to relive this again
not if i'm alone
uncertainties don't scare me
only the unknown
i can see it in your eyes
the pressures of being buried alive
i can see it in your eyes
memories of the fires that consumed us alive
i don't want to relive this again
not if i'm alone
uncertainties don't scare me
only the unknown
by the idiot kings
i can see it in your eyes
the reflection of a year that's passed us by
that nostalgic feeling
that a thousand words could never describe
i don't want to relive this again
not if i'm alone
uncertainties don't scare me
only the unknown
i can see it in your eyes
the pressures of being buried alive
i can see it in your eyes
memories of the fires that consumed us alive
i don't want to relive this again
not if i'm alone
uncertainties don't scare me
only the unknown
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Morbid Morgan
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1000 Words
By Morbid Morgan and Pistolero
A thousand words
A thousand words
Silently slipping away
A thousand words
that I'll never say
A thousand words
A thousand words
Silently slipping away
A thousand words
wouldn't change a damn thing
There's a time
There's a place
It's not the time or the place
A thousand words
Takes up a lot of space
If I knew what to say
I'd have said it long ago
It wouldn't change a damn thing
At least this I know
A thousand words
A thousand words
Silently slipping away
A thousand words
wouldn't change a damn thing
By Morbid Morgan and Pistolero
A thousand words
A thousand words
Silently slipping away
A thousand words
that I'll never say
A thousand words
A thousand words
Silently slipping away
A thousand words
wouldn't change a damn thing
There's a time
There's a place
It's not the time or the place
A thousand words
Takes up a lot of space
If I knew what to say
I'd have said it long ago
It wouldn't change a damn thing
At least this I know
A thousand words
A thousand words
Silently slipping away
A thousand words
wouldn't change a damn thing
I'm a professional cynic, but my heart's not in it. I'm paying the price of living life by the minute.
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WeaselSlayer
- Niemöller
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1000 Words
by Luke Henley
He spoke plainly of the good book.
He makes love like his hands were full of novocaine.
He runs his hands across his lover's breasts like he was blessing children's foreheads.
He was such a loving man to his congregation.
But his wife was always frowning at him as he stood in the pulpit.
I said, "Hey, don't you love your lover?"
He loves Jesus more.
I said, "Isn't your lover supposed to be who you live for?"
He made love like his hands were full of novocaine.
He ran his hands across his lover's breasts like he was blessing children's foreheads.
by Luke Henley
He spoke plainly of the good book.
He makes love like his hands were full of novocaine.
He runs his hands across his lover's breasts like he was blessing children's foreheads.
He was such a loving man to his congregation.
But his wife was always frowning at him as he stood in the pulpit.
I said, "Hey, don't you love your lover?"
He loves Jesus more.
I said, "Isn't your lover supposed to be who you live for?"
He made love like his hands were full of novocaine.
He ran his hands across his lover's breasts like he was blessing children's foreheads.
rhymes on time and always eloquent
crown on the skull like babar the elephant
all your yakkin is irrelevant
im the omniscient president - and i present
a brand new style to bust out the speakers
so set aside all your Bunsen burners and beakers
cause im runnin to the finish line with loosely laced sneakers
all you unbelievers better shut it up and hit the bleachers
pushing the boundaries of sound with the scientific method
all you whinin babies got your breast feeding intercepted
i respected the craft the art the rhyme
now when i flip this jive i turn phrases on a dime
cops cant catch me im committing verbal crimes
true nintendo playing in the jammies hustlah
should i rock the house? i may i might i must-a
so shake the crust-ah out your eyes
and figure out that what you're seeing is not a surprise
im peeling off the guise and blowin out your brain stem
you cant handle that you better think again sink or swim
who's the reigning champ in this race of words?
i put em on your plate you can taste the verbs
i chase the birds and rattle their cages rip up stages
complete diablo 2 without the help of mages
communication listen to the words
please understand the orientation of the verbs
lord have mercy lord please have it
im not quick enough to catch the energizer rabbit
with these duracell drums beating throughout my body
innocent victims shot down by jon gotti
hope i dont have to explain how im classically trained
in all martial arts of the mouth
making cleanliness part and parcel of the south
so recognize the transformation
as the music moves into a space adjacent
of something it was before and now the moon's gone
the suns up and im drunk off boones farm
im just here to remind you
what you see now isnt what you saw then
comissioner of the city gotham
set off the bat signal and hold a press conference
im bout to offer you and offer you aint been offered since
the great offer of 1993:
listen to the music and you will crystal clearly see
that there is no reason to be pissed are you hearing me?
communication listen to the words
please understand the orientation of the verbs
(into a bumblebee)
note: might be out of order
crown on the skull like babar the elephant
all your yakkin is irrelevant
im the omniscient president - and i present
a brand new style to bust out the speakers
so set aside all your Bunsen burners and beakers
cause im runnin to the finish line with loosely laced sneakers
all you unbelievers better shut it up and hit the bleachers
pushing the boundaries of sound with the scientific method
all you whinin babies got your breast feeding intercepted
i respected the craft the art the rhyme
now when i flip this jive i turn phrases on a dime
cops cant catch me im committing verbal crimes
true nintendo playing in the jammies hustlah
should i rock the house? i may i might i must-a
so shake the crust-ah out your eyes
and figure out that what you're seeing is not a surprise
im peeling off the guise and blowin out your brain stem
you cant handle that you better think again sink or swim
who's the reigning champ in this race of words?
i put em on your plate you can taste the verbs
i chase the birds and rattle their cages rip up stages
complete diablo 2 without the help of mages
communication listen to the words
please understand the orientation of the verbs
lord have mercy lord please have it
im not quick enough to catch the energizer rabbit
with these duracell drums beating throughout my body
innocent victims shot down by jon gotti
hope i dont have to explain how im classically trained
in all martial arts of the mouth
making cleanliness part and parcel of the south
so recognize the transformation
as the music moves into a space adjacent
of something it was before and now the moon's gone
the suns up and im drunk off boones farm
im just here to remind you
what you see now isnt what you saw then
comissioner of the city gotham
set off the bat signal and hold a press conference
im bout to offer you and offer you aint been offered since
the great offer of 1993:
listen to the music and you will crystal clearly see
that there is no reason to be pissed are you hearing me?
communication listen to the words
please understand the orientation of the verbs
(into a bumblebee)
note: might be out of order