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glennny- guitar vocals lyrics
Geech-bass
Sam Zabor- drums
No Kings
No more Caroles
Too many tapestries
No more Stephen
Too much shrieking
No more B.B.
Not enough notes
‘Til we’re even
No more Kings!
Falling down and never getting up
Looking ‘round and thinking nothing of
Goin’ to town just to be alone
Hearing sounds with no one home
No more Crimson
The court is now empty
No more Diamond
Too many bat wings
No more X
Too many Dogmen
So says Simon
No more Kings!
Down and dirty just to take a bath
Calming down to insight some wrath
High and mighty but on the down low
Freedom to roam, but nowhere to go
Stepping back just to get a head start
Make a mess and then call it art
Winding up just to spiral down
Coming home so you can go to town
No more Cobras
There’s a mob of mongoose
No more Lizards
A lounge that won’t sing
No more Lions
Your freedom is loose
Ask the wizard
No more Kings!
No Kings
- glennny
- Churchill
- Posts: 2274
- Joined: Sat Mar 04, 2006 2:39 am
- Instruments: Guitar, Bass, Mandolin, Dobro, Banjo, E-Bow, Glock
- Recording Method: Garageband
- Submitting as: Berkeley Social Scene
- Location: Castro Valley, California
No Kings
Phillipso, Older Brothers, Semolina Pilchards, Zipline , Thank Glennny for the Frisbee, The Odoriferous Valley, The Worldly Self Assurance, Berkeley Social Scene, Very Gentle Knives, Daddy Bop Swing Set, GUNS, The Kraken Lives, Cavedwellers
- neutronflow
- de Gaulle
- Posts: 136
- Joined: Mon Jun 06, 2005 6:42 pm
- Instruments: Vocals, guitar, bass, kazooka
- Recording Method: Audacity, UMC404HD
- Submitting as: Tim Hinkle
- Pronouns: they/them
- Location: Utah
- Contact:
Re: No Kings
I heard you say you don't want no kings
I know you mean apart from me
Sometimes you say the most hurtful things
How you can sleep's a mystery
Though you don't deserve it, I will forgive you all
When you dance beside me at my ball
Put in your places you'll dance and sing
It will be such a sight to see
That's why we're knocking down anything
That might stop you dancing with me
It's a lucky break that you can attend at all
Anyone that matters will be at my ball
And we'll be dancing up to heaven! Dancing up to heaven!
If you won't dance with me to heaven, I’ll leave you to wriggle down to hell
Dancing up to heaven! We’ll be dancing up to heaven!
I still have some invitations I might be inclined to sell
If you still say you don’t want no kings
You’ve left your choice a little late
To broke ideas of the past you’ll cling
You could be part of something great
Not everyone even gets to choose at all
Do you dare turn down admission to my ball?
We’re dancing up to heaven...
wriggling into hell...
We’re dancing up to heaven...
wriggling into hell...
We’re dancing up to heaven...
wriggling into hell...
We’re dancing up to heaven...
wriggling into hell...
We’re dancing up to heaven...
wriggling into hell...
We’re dancing up to heaven...
wriggling into hell...
We’re dancing up to heaven...
wriggling into hell...
We’re dancing up to heaven...
wriggling into hell...
I know you mean apart from me
Sometimes you say the most hurtful things
How you can sleep's a mystery
Though you don't deserve it, I will forgive you all
When you dance beside me at my ball
Put in your places you'll dance and sing
It will be such a sight to see
That's why we're knocking down anything
That might stop you dancing with me
It's a lucky break that you can attend at all
Anyone that matters will be at my ball
And we'll be dancing up to heaven! Dancing up to heaven!
If you won't dance with me to heaven, I’ll leave you to wriggle down to hell
Dancing up to heaven! We’ll be dancing up to heaven!
I still have some invitations I might be inclined to sell
If you still say you don’t want no kings
You’ve left your choice a little late
To broke ideas of the past you’ll cling
You could be part of something great
Not everyone even gets to choose at all
Do you dare turn down admission to my ball?
We’re dancing up to heaven...
wriggling into hell...
We’re dancing up to heaven...
wriggling into hell...
We’re dancing up to heaven...
wriggling into hell...
We’re dancing up to heaven...
wriggling into hell...
We’re dancing up to heaven...
wriggling into hell...
We’re dancing up to heaven...
wriggling into hell...
We’re dancing up to heaven...
wriggling into hell...
We’re dancing up to heaven...
wriggling into hell...
- WreckdoMelle
- Attlee
- Posts: 426
- Joined: Tue May 01, 2012 5:18 am
- Instruments: Gibson SG, clarinet, tuba, bass guitar, baritone horn, mandolin, vox, sax (sorta)
- Recording Method: Bitwig Studio
- Submitting as: Brown Word and the Big Whine, sometimes WreckdoM
- Pronouns: she/her
- Location: Austin, TX
- Contact:
Re: No Kings
No Kings
by Brown Word and the Big Whine
There's no kings in this house
There's no kings in this house
What if I told you there are no kings
There are no gods and there are no masters?
There are takers, fakers, and captors
Carry you away, maybe take you to the creditors
Or throw your ass in jail without so much as a phone call
Or put you on a plane and send you to a "shithole"
Give yourself, willing
or be taken in chains
or die fighting back
That's the social contract
Give yourself, willing
or be taken in chains
or die fighting back
That's the social contract
(What if society becomes sick?)
(What if we're being pitted one against all?)
Deep inside we're potentially as violent
as what we want for whomever is our enemy
Deep inside we're potentially as violent
as what we want for whomever is our enemy
It's the impetus behind the closing of the fist
Raised against a neighbor
It's the impetus behind the closing of the fist
Raised against a neighbor
Been around the block and I seen a couple things
One thing I can tell you there's no everloving king
of America
One thing I can tell you there's no motherfucking king
of America
by Brown Word and the Big Whine
There's no kings in this house
There's no kings in this house
What if I told you there are no kings
There are no gods and there are no masters?
There are takers, fakers, and captors
Carry you away, maybe take you to the creditors
Or throw your ass in jail without so much as a phone call
Or put you on a plane and send you to a "shithole"
Give yourself, willing
or be taken in chains
or die fighting back
That's the social contract
Give yourself, willing
or be taken in chains
or die fighting back
That's the social contract
(What if society becomes sick?)
(What if we're being pitted one against all?)
Deep inside we're potentially as violent
as what we want for whomever is our enemy
Deep inside we're potentially as violent
as what we want for whomever is our enemy
It's the impetus behind the closing of the fist
Raised against a neighbor
It's the impetus behind the closing of the fist
Raised against a neighbor
Been around the block and I seen a couple things
One thing I can tell you there's no everloving king
of America
One thing I can tell you there's no motherfucking king
of America
“This is pandemonium, like a Heironymus Bosch painting set to music” - The Pannacotta Army
Brown Word and the Big Whine on Bandcamp:
http://brownwordandthebigwhine.bandcamp.com
Brown Word and the Big Whine on Bandcamp:
http://brownwordandthebigwhine.bandcamp.com
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private_ale
- A New Player
- Posts: 11
- Joined: Thu Feb 13, 2020 12:15 pm
- Instruments: Guitar
- Recording Method: Logic Pro X
- Submitting as: LYNKEN, jj.is.ok
- Pronouns: he/him
Re: No Kings
No Kings
jj.is.ok
No Kings!
No Kings!
'cept me!
No kings, except for me!
I wanna be king
I wanna be highered
Look up to me
Or else you're fired
You don't wanna be free
You wanna be tired
Shut down your dreams
and work for me.
No Kings!
No Kings!
'cept me!
No kings, except for me!
Your one true king!
There should be no despots
There should be no kings
There should be no one
In charge of everything
No one man should hold the crown
and all bow down to thee
unless, of course, that man is me
No Kings!
No Kings!
'cept me!
No Kings!
No Kings!
No Kings!
'cept me!
No kings, except for me!
So kiss the ring!
jj.is.ok
No Kings!
No Kings!
'cept me!
No kings, except for me!
I wanna be king
I wanna be highered
Look up to me
Or else you're fired
You don't wanna be free
You wanna be tired
Shut down your dreams
and work for me.
No Kings!
No Kings!
'cept me!
No kings, except for me!
Your one true king!
There should be no despots
There should be no kings
There should be no one
In charge of everything
No one man should hold the crown
and all bow down to thee
unless, of course, that man is me
No Kings!
No Kings!
'cept me!
No Kings!
No Kings!
No Kings!
'cept me!
No kings, except for me!
So kiss the ring!
Re: No Kings
No Kings
Band: Grid
Everything’s a little seesaw-y
Even a little hard to focus on what the truth be
AI make ya look like a queen
Maybe even make you sound like Queens of the Stone Age
Gonna drop some feces on you head.
I think you’re deaf and perhaps better off dead
I ain’t no-king. It’s supposed to be no kings in this mother fucker
I’m not sure what to think
Let me just click on this here link
(Whiff) Smell like something stink
Everything but the kitchen sink
Howdy cowboy, I’m gonna try pissing up a rain pipe
“Lock Her Up” with AOC…Let the fire scorch in Hell along with Crazy Bernie
Ooo Sleepy Joe and the “stupid person” Kambala-Is it Kambala
Mentally impaired and low IQ
We got Meatball Ron and Peekaboo (Don’t forget Pocahontas)
I ain’t no-king there should be no kings in this MF
I ain’t no-king, there should be no kings in this MF
Band: Grid
Everything’s a little seesaw-y
Even a little hard to focus on what the truth be
AI make ya look like a queen
Maybe even make you sound like Queens of the Stone Age
Gonna drop some feces on you head.
I think you’re deaf and perhaps better off dead
I ain’t no-king. It’s supposed to be no kings in this mother fucker
I’m not sure what to think
Let me just click on this here link
(Whiff) Smell like something stink
Everything but the kitchen sink
Howdy cowboy, I’m gonna try pissing up a rain pipe
“Lock Her Up” with AOC…Let the fire scorch in Hell along with Crazy Bernie
Ooo Sleepy Joe and the “stupid person” Kambala-Is it Kambala
Mentally impaired and low IQ
We got Meatball Ron and Peekaboo (Don’t forget Pocahontas)
I ain’t no-king there should be no kings in this MF
I ain’t no-king, there should be no kings in this MF
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martyr
- de Gaulle
- Posts: 101
- Joined: Tue May 02, 2006 2:13 pm
- Instruments: bass, vox, mix, guitar
- Recording Method: m-audio 1814, logic; motu traveler, magix
- Submitting as: Berkeley Social Scene, Zipline, Zinkline, Monte Carlo, Older Brothers
- Location: b3ez3erk3el3ey, ca
Re: No Kings
"No Kings"
– Berkeley Social Scene
https://soundcloud.com/glenartrock/berk ... al_sharing
(Head / Lick)
(Verse 1)
Stone walls rise, but they don't hold the sun
A gilded cage can't make the people run
We trace the lines the masters drew in the sand
But biding time has slipped right through our hand
(Prechorus) They stand on necks to see a distant view
(Chorus)
'Cause we need No Kings to tell us where to go
No velvet hand to point us down the row
(Head / Lick)
(Verse 2)
They preach of order, built on ancient lies
While looking down at dust that blinds our eyes
A broken promise stuffed inside a worn-out bag
We're tired of praying to a symbol on a flag
(Prechorus) They stand on necks to see a distant view
(Chorus)
'Cause we need No Kings to tell us where to go
No velvet hand to point us down the row
(Bridge)
The history books were written by the ones who won
But the story on the pavement has only just begun
→ (Solo) ←
(Chorus) x2
'Cause we need No Kings to tell us where to go
No velvet hand to point us down the row
'Cause we need No Kings to tell us where to go
No velvet hand to point us down the row
(Outro / Lick)
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https://soundcloud.com/glenartrock/berk ... al_sharing
(Head / Lick)
(Verse 1)
Stone walls rise, but they don't hold the sun
A gilded cage can't make the people run
We trace the lines the masters drew in the sand
But biding time has slipped right through our hand
(Prechorus) They stand on necks to see a distant view
(Chorus)
'Cause we need No Kings to tell us where to go
No velvet hand to point us down the row
(Head / Lick)
(Verse 2)
They preach of order, built on ancient lies
While looking down at dust that blinds our eyes
A broken promise stuffed inside a worn-out bag
We're tired of praying to a symbol on a flag
(Prechorus) They stand on necks to see a distant view
(Chorus)
'Cause we need No Kings to tell us where to go
No velvet hand to point us down the row
(Bridge)
The history books were written by the ones who won
But the story on the pavement has only just begun
→ (Solo) ←
(Chorus) x2
'Cause we need No Kings to tell us where to go
No velvet hand to point us down the row
'Cause we need No Kings to tell us where to go
No velvet hand to point us down the row
(Outro / Lick)
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